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prettywordsyouleft · 3 years

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Let’s Move Christmas [Collab]

Pairing: Kim Wonpil x female reader

Genre: Christmas au / fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: Welcome to Christmas in July 2021! @this-song-thats-only-for-you and I have worked hard to bring you all a festive story each as we normally do this time of the year and we hope you have enjoyed them. Sem’s story can be found linked at the bottom of this post.

Word count: 1630

Letting out a huff of air, you scrunched your face up at the Christmas card you had received in the mail.

Your partner Wonpil glanced over at you and plucked the Season’s Greetings from your grasp, inspecting it innocently. “What’s wrong? Your Aunt wished us a lovely Christmas this year. That’s nice of her.”

“It’s not about the message, Pil. It’s the card itself,” you admitted, slumping further into your seat. “I hate winter Christmas cards with a passion!”

Taking in the wintry scene on the front of the card, Wonpil frowned. It looked lovely to him. “I’m not following you, Y/N.”

“What season is it?” you implored, gesturing around the room wildly. Wonpil lifted his focus to the festive lights and decorated tree, his eyebrows knitting together.

He was bound to answer this wrong.

Still, he smiled warmly. “The silly season.”

“Summer. It’s thirty degrees outside right now!” you complained, pointing to your cotton dress and then out the window.

Attempting to placate you, Wonpil crouched down in front of you. “You love Christmas, though.”

“I do. But I hate how it is always marketed as cosying up by the fire with hot cocoa, wearing ugly Christmas sweaters, building snowmen and all the other winter activities. Sure, in the Northern Hemisphere, they can do all that. Christmas is heavily marketed to suit that climate, given Santa comes from the North Pole himself! It’s drives me nuts as it’s not like that at all here in the middle of December.”

“I think you’re placing too much energy into this.”

“I probably am,” you confessed with a small pout. “I just wish for one year that Christmas for us could be celebrated in the depths of winter. Right here. I don’t want to travel anywhere just to get the experience. Wouldn’t that be neat?”

“Well, that’s why Christmas in July is a thing.”

You snorted. “Christmas in July is an excuse for work and family gatherings or winter sales. It doesn’t really hold the spirit of Christmas, does it? We don’t decorate our homes then. We do it in the heat of December, fake snow trim around the tree and all.”

Wonpil was a little stunned, admittedly.

He had always loved the Christmas season with you, regardless that it was in summer. Sometimes, he did wish for the summer heat to be less merciless on the day. Otherwise, he spent the twenty-fifth in the same way he would in any season – with you and your loved ones.

Over the next few weeks leading up to Christmas, your gripe over the winter focused marketing stood out more to Wonpil. When he went to the mall for some final gifts, he noticed just how wintry everything was decorated. The contrast was evident, people walked by in light clothing and sandals, whilst Santa was dressed thickly from head to toe in the Winter Wonderland booth. Reindeer, fake snow, and other assorted detailing were within most stores, something he hadn’t paid much attention to before. One store even was using the slogan, ‘Let it Snow!’ for their sale.

There was always something referring to Christmas in the traditional sense.

It started to irk Wonpil too. Of course, he had seen all the summer décor too. Santa on the beach, cooking on a BBQ, drinking a cold beer instead of milk – which in its own right had poor imagery to paint the big man in red as drinking on the job. Either way, your admission had made this Christmas eye-opening for Wonpil.

“Did I put a damper on your Christmas spirit?” you wondered on Christmas Eve, and Wonpil sighed.

“Not really. I just never saw it that way until now. Did you know? I went to get craft paper for my nieces to create Christmas cards with, and the decorative paper pack was all winter-related. Ice skating, winter wreaths, sayings like feeling frosty or there’s snow place I’d rather be.”

You giggled, snuggling into Wonpil. “It’s so cheesy.”

“Sure, the girls didn’t care. They were already drawing snowmen. But I did feel a little annoyed. Why can’t we have a white Christmas too?”

“Right?!” you agreed earnestly before sighing. “It would take a miracle for us to wake up to snow on the ground tomorrow.”

Of course, it didn’t snow. The weather was a favourable twenty-four degrees Celsius with light winds, a perfect summer Christmas. Family gathered around the backyard, ate grilled meats and salads, and a portable pool had been erected for the kids to have fun. It was as typical as Christmas could get in summer.

It left Wonpil unsatisfied. As he laid in bed that evening, full from the good company and food, he wondered why there was a nagging thought still in his mind now that Christmas had passed.

Slowly, he began to smile. “But there’s always next year.”

On the first of July, Wonpil had come home from work earlier than usual, knowing you would still be out for another two hours. He dashed into the garage to where you stored the Christmas decorations, tugging the large bin out and into the house.

And he set to work.

He was almost done with the tree when you walked in from work, stopping midway in greeting him fondly. “What the…”

“Hear me out. What season is it outside right now?” he asked, and you shot him a knowing smile. “Winter, right?”

“You’re not humouring me, are you?”

“It’s not just for you. I want a proper white Christmas too! It’s freezing outside today. Do you want hot cocoa by the fire tonight?”

Walking over to his side, you wrapped your arms around Wonpil’s waist. “I can’t—actually, I can believe you’ve done this. Because you make all my wishes come true.”

“It’s only the first right now, Y/N. We have twenty-four more days until the big day to make wishes come true.”

“What are we doing on the twenty-fifth?” you wondered, and Wonpil grinned.

“It’ll be Christmas day then!”

“I better start thinking about what to get you for this year then,” you mused, kissing him tenderly, looking back at the tree. “Oh! You haven’t put the star on the top yet.”

“I left that for you.”

“Whatever I did in a past life to get you in this one is totally paying off now,” you said with a bright smile, climbing onto the step ladder and popping the star on the top of the tree.

Wonpil was satisfied with his efforts so far. The month had been full of all the winter activities they sang about in carols – even listening to wintry Christmas music had been ticked off your Christmas wishlist. You had consumed copious amounts of hot cocoa, and even gone to the ice-skating rink together the day before, which had been a first and last for you both.

“I think I’m going to be bringing in this year’s Christmas with a very sore bottom,” you lamented, rubbing your hip gently.

Wonpil chuckled. “At least we know we’re not missing out there.”

“The past twenty-four days have been amazing though, Pil,” you replied, capturing his face in one of your hands. “I’ve never felt this alive before. It really goes to show, it doesn’t matter what month you celebrate Christmas. Whether it’s hot or cold outside. It’s about the people around you bringing the Christmas spirit alive.”

“We’re lucky we have great family and friends who humoured us over our Christmas in July festivities too. I can’t believe we’re hosting tomorrow.”

“Don’t remind me of all the cooking I’m going to do yet,” you warned playfully before snuggling into him. “Did you know Jae and Becky put up their tree too?”

“Becky loves Christmas as much as you do, so I’m not surprised.”

“Thank you.”

“For what?” Wonpil asked, nuzzling your nose. “There’s nothing to thank me for.”

“Yes, there is. You could have completely forgotten about my annoyance last December, and we could have spent this month doing everything in our power to stay indoors when we didn’t have to go out as we always do. I got to experience so many new things at your side this winter.”

Wonpil leaned in to kiss you softly before smiling. “I’m your partner. I might not have Santa level powers to make it snow in summer—”

“That’s on Mother Nature, not Santa,” you cut in, and Wonpil rolled his eyes.

“But I do have the ability to try and make you smile every day.”

“Which I have done more than enough too.”

Smiling at one another, Wonpil then let out a small breath and pointed to the tree. “It’s Christmas Eve! We have one more thing to do before we get ready for bed tonight.”

“Exchange one present before going to bed,” you announced, darting over to the tree and selecting the present you wanted to give to him.

Wonpil watched your animated actions before following you over, bending down to pick up the smallest box under the tree.

“You go first. No, I will. No, wait—Wonpil, why are you still on the ground?”

“I’ll go first,” he stated, cracking open the lid to the box he held. “I want to experience more magic at your side, Y/N. Will you marry me this Christmas?”

“Oh, my goodness,” you whispered, nodding emotionally. “Yes. Yes!”

He slid the ring onto your finger, getting up and kissed you passionately.

Until you realised you hadn’t given him your gift. “This will pale in comparison now!”

“No, it won’t. Because this is our Christmas, and I’m in love with you,” he confirmed, kissing you again.

All it took was one card to change how he viewed something in his world. Wonpil couldn’t wait to discover how else you could make this life together different.

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this-song-thats-only-for-you · 5 years

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Heated Waters

Summary: A well-needed escape from his stressful life was in order, Wonpil decided to go to the mountains. What he found there was something entirely unexpected and magical.

Characters: Kim Wonpil x Reader

Genre: magic / supernatural / fluff / slight suggestive

A/N: Welcome to my fourth story in Frightful October, collaboration with @prettywordsyouleft . This weeks theme: Dark Depths.

Word count: 1,678

He was thankful when his schedule finally allowed some free time, the restraints of his full-time job were starting to wear him down and Wonpil knew he needed to get away and reset himself. Having planned a mountain hike had been on his bucket list for as long as he could remember, so when Brian suggested a certain place Wonpil jumped at the chance.

The fresh air had a distinct quality that couldn’t be replicated as Wonpil began his climb. Taking in a deep breath he closed his eyes, wanting to treasure every moment of being out here in the forest that he could. He wasn’t usually one for such physical activity but being surrounded by buildings, people and the smog, something about being in a clear environment awakened the senses in a way that nothing else could.

Wonpil had been walking for over an hour when he decided to take a break. Walking off from the hiking trail he found a large birch tree to rest upon, pulling his backpack off and diving into its contents for refreshments. Taking out the water bottle he quenched his thirst rapidly before satiating his hunger with the fresh fruits he had packed earlier on in the morning.

“That hit the spot.” He mumbled to himself, rubbing his now full stomach softly as his eyelids drifted closed. “Maybe just a little nap.”

He didn’t want to go off course for too long, yet his body had other ideas, the newfound place under the tree seeming to be the most comfortable of spots.

He wasn’t sure how long he had been asleep for, stirring awake at the faint sound of rustling leaves. He opened his eyes, his gaze drifting towards the sound, yet unable to see where it was truly coming from. The sun was still high in the sky, which he was grateful for. Standing up Wonpil stretched out his limbs high into the sky before shaking his entire body, the leaves that had stuck to him falling to the ground once more.

“Who are you?”

Wonpil jumped in fright, dropping his backpack to the ground as he turned towards the strange voice, narrowing his eyes in confusion when the forest before him was bare.

“What’s going on?” he muttered to himself, subconsciously reaching down to pick up his belongings. “Strange.” Shaking his head he placed the backpack on his back, readying himself for the rest of his journey up the mountain.

Just as he went to step away he was met with a cascade of water to the face, his hands instantly attempting to block the stream, spluttering when some entered his mouth. He paused momentarily when he heard that strange voice again, this time a childish giggle-filled his ears.

“Okay, whoever you are this is not funny!”

Wiping at his face with his sleeves he dried himself off in frustration as he continued to look around for the culprit. Still, he was unable to see a thing, but this time he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up on end. He froze, his eyes growing large as he turned his head slowly to the left.

“Hi.”

“Aaahh!” he screamed, fumbling backward as he landed on the ground, hurriedly scooting away, his eyes never leaving you.

You smiled at his panic, amusement flooded all of your features as you waited for him to stop. It had been so long since anyone had traveled this way into the forest, and it was always your favourite thing to do, to trick the humans. What else were you to do? The animals weren’t nearly as fun to play with.

He had stopped moving, his body now half-hidden behind one of the many large trees within the forest, his apprehension towards you radiating off of him in waves.

“I’m not going to hurt you” your arms crossed along your chest as you slowly walked towards him.

Wonpil’s heart was beating erratically in his chest as he stood there, wanting to flee and yet he didn't want to lose sight of you, whatever you were. He couldn’t believe what his eyes were seeing; he had never seen anything like you before. Were you a woman? Or were you something else entirely? Part of him wanted to know more, he couldn’t lie to himself. You were beautiful. Your pale blue skin shone in the sunlight, little beads of water causing rainbows to form on your skin. Your hair was long and wavy in a deep shade of teal all the way down to your waist, which covered your barely clothed body.

“What are you?” Wonpil swallowed roughly as his curiosity won over, stepping out from the tree and towards you.

“I’m Y/N and you are?”

“Wonpil.”

You smiled victoriously. Humans were always so giving with information, their curious natures always winning out in the end, although he seemed a little more innocent than the last man you had come across. Maybe it was your old age, but the thought crossed your mind to be a little kinder to him.

“Hi, Wonpil. What brings you to this part of the forest?” you asked gently, closing the space between you as you approached him, your hand brushing down the length of his arm. He tensed under your touch, his breath hitched in his throat as your body pressed into him further.

“I needed a break, some time outdoors.”

“Ahh, I see. Has it helped?” you asked playfully, your head now resting against his shoulder, your large eyes looking up into his, batting them innocently. You could feel his heartbeat thumping loudly against your chest, his eyes washing over your voluptuous body before returning to your face, his gaze somehow changed within those few seconds.

“I think so.” He swallowed roughly trying to regain his composure as your hands drifted up to his chest before resting on the sides of his face, your smile wicked.

“The water up here does that. It’s refreshing don’t you think?”

Wonpil couldn’t speak, his mind too lost in thoughts of you as you pulled him closer, the space between you now non-existent as your body pressed into him firmly, he felt every dip of your body against his as he moved his hands to grip your hips, your skin a little colder than he expected. He nodded, a mumble of agreement leaving him as your lips found his.

Instantly he felt a charge course through his body, your lips awakening his senses in a way he never thought possible. His hands gripped at your hips tighter, the hunger for you within himself overriding his other senses as he pushed you closer to the water's edge, your hands running through his brown hair passionately as your tongue found its way to his. You moaned, enjoying yourself at the eagerness that filled Wonpil, you could feel the heat from his body radiating into yours as his lips found their way down your neck and devoured their way to your chest hungrily.

You giggled at the sensation “The water must be working.”

“It’s definitely doing something.” He replied, finally removing his mouth from your skin, his hair in all directions and disheveled as a lazy smile appeared on his face, contentment clear. “What are you? Will you tell me?”

“I don’t know if I should.” You teased, beckoning him to follow you with one finger as you stepped knowingly backward into the cool water, at home once again with the water surrounding you.

Wonpil followed without a second thought, the spell your body and lips had worked on him mesmerising him to no end. He wasn’t even sure why he was willingly following you into the water, not caring that he was still fully clothed, only caring about having you in his arms.

“Please, I need to know what has captured my heart so fully.” He confessed as he finally reached you within the water. Your hands found his face once more, pulling him as close to you as possible, his mirroring his earlier actions and resting on the curve of your hips.

“You are too kind Wonpil and for that, I will tell you.” You smiled gently, your eyes locking with his to read his reaction. “I’m a water nymph. Do you know what that is?”

He shook his head, completely lost within your gaze to fully grasp what you were saying.

“That’s okay. You won’t remember any of this anyway. Close your eyes.” You instructed and he complied almost instantly, his eyes closing in anticipation for what was to come as you stretched up with the help of the water around you, your lips kissing him softly this time as you pulled him deep within and under the waters depths.

Wonpil woke with a start, struggling to breathe as he opened his eyes to complete darkness. His hand fell to his chest, his heart racing within at the sheer panic that coursed through his body, especially as he didn’t know why. Had he really been asleep that long? He scrunched his eyes in confusion when he heard his phone going off and flashing in the darkness brightly.

“Hello?” he croakily answered the phone.

“Where have you been? We’ve been trying you for hours!” he heard Brian’s voice say on the other end.

“I fell asleep on the mountain. I didn’t even make it to the top. I’ll head home now, stop worrying.” He answered his friend’s questions before packing up his belongings dejectedly and shoving them into his backpack.

“How could I have fallen asleep? I swear something happened?” he asked himself as he turned to walk back in the direction to head down the mountain. Shaking his head to clear the confusion it was then he noticed the droplets of water that fell from his hair. “Weird.” He mumbled, ignoring it and continued on his long walk in the darkness.

If he only had turned around, he would have seen the mysterious and beautiful water nymph wading in the pool of water behind him.

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corpseyouoffthedeepend · 3 years

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JAE PARK X CORPSE HUSBAND SOCIAL MEDIA!AU

What happens when Jae, a regular guy, who occasionally posts videos with his small band, Day6, is approached by Corpse to work together on a project?

Naturally, chaos is on the menu. But sometimes, there's too much chaos for the two to handle.

PART ONE:

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seal-stay · 4 years

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Jae park - Day6

The wind was fierce as we stood on the grassy cliff. His back was facing me as I watched him. No amount of shouting could be heard through the wind; there was no way to let him know you were there with him. His hair was tousled and his jacket was flailing wildly. What was he facing? You didn't know. The shroud of white fog surrounding the two of you prevented anyone from seeing to far ahead. Heck, you could barely see him from the 8 feet distance between you two. The fog has a rustic orange color from what ever was left of the sun.

You battle the wind to reach him. Getting closer, you can see what he is so intensely staring at. Civilization. A wide smile spreads on your face. You’ve searched for other survivors for years. How he managed to spot it through the fog is beyond you. Grabbing his arm, he turns to you. Tears fall from his eyes, but a fragile smile forms upon seeing you. He pulls you into a gentle, but secure hug. You held him tight against yourself.

‘Thank you’ Jae whispers in your ear, still hugging you.

You were confused. He had no reason to thank you, but you brushed it off momentarily. Too overwhelmed with relief and happiness to think too much into it.

The wind starts to calm as he lets you go. He holds your face in his hands, his tears now replaced with only a melancholy smile while looking into your eyes.

‘I love you’ He admitted. The wind now being a subtle breeze allowing you to hear him.

Before you could announce your feelings, he backs away still smiling his wonderful smile. Nearing the edge of the cliff, his back facing the city beyond, he gives a little wave. Tears form in your eyes.

‘I’ll see you soon, okay?’ Jae ended as he took the few more steps back.

You race after him. The tears trailing down your cheeks as you suddenly run towards him. His form starts to slip into the abyss below. You reach out for him, but you grab nothing. You fly off of the cliff side, finally realizing that the disease had taken you.

Jae had succumbed to it about 3 months before, making him see things that weren’t there. He pleaded for you to shoot him before it was too late. You did it. You couldn't watch him suffer any longer.

Falling to your ultimate demise, you smiled for the last time. He was right. You would see him soon. Very soon.

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softforday6 · 5 years

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좋아합니다. You x Young K (feat. DAY6). Chapter I

Summary: Younghyun is in love with his best friend and decides to do something about it. It won’t be an easy task, will he be able to overcome his fears and change his reality?. Genre: Romance, smut (in the future). Note: Hello! I wrote this fan fic for DAY6 but here, the characters, are not musicians. Younghyun writes some songs but is a businessman, he owns two coffee shops in Tokyo and Seoul. This fan fic is my own creation and I apologize in advance if there are any spelling mistakes, I speak spanish and learned english on my own lol. Also, I got inspired and thought it would be fun to write a story, I just finished college and decided to dive into new things, this is one of them. Never done this before, so I hope it’s a nice story for you to read. Jae, Wonpil, Sungjin and Dowoon will make their appearance pretty often and you’ll find out about them as the story continues. Park Jimin (MC) and Im Jaebum (GOT7) will appear as a couple (I always thought those two looked cute together). Also, the Point of View will change in each chapter.

Enjoy! ————————————————————————

Chapter 1: Heart Surpassed By Soju.

I like you. I tried to hide it but I can’t do it anymore. It took me a while to say this: I want to love you.

-좋아합니다-DAY6.

Friday, 9 am. Tokyo, Japan. Younghyun’s coffee shop. [Younghyun’s point of view].

Wonpil, my friend and business advisor, and I arrived to Tokyo three months ago to open a second coffee shop in town. Before coming back to Seoul, where the first shop is, I served the costumers and tried to establish a warm vibe to my shop, making them want to stay and enjoy their cup of coffee.

-Have a nice day!-I said while delivering a latte to a costumer.

I’ve heard my friend coming closer by the sound of his shoes on the floor.

-How are you feeling today?- he asked.

-I still have a headache.

Last night we went to a bar with some people we know from here and I made the terrible mistake of drinking way too much soju and when we came back to our rented apartment I confessed one of my best kept secrets: I’m in love with my best friend. Wonpil said he wasn’t surprised at all, after all, he always knew how to read right through me.

I’ve known her for fifteen years now, we went to the same school together and I like her since the first time I saw her but out relationship went on as a friendship. Nevertheless, lately it’s been getting harder for me to be just her friend. She’s dating this guy Hongseok for about a year and a half now, so I couldn’t find the right moment to say what I feel.

-Hey, I think you have something that belongs to me- I said, extending my hand.

He laughed and took my smartphone from his pocket to give it to me.

Last night, my heart surpassed by alcohol was so sure that it wanted to confess but my friend saved me from a potential disaster when he noticed that I was calling her, yelling I’ll tell her! she needs to know, I can’t go on like this, or at least that’s what he told me.

-I’ve saved you from embarrassing yourself. Although… You do know you have to do something about it, right?.

I sighed. I knew it. It was just a matter of time, I was going to burst in the worst moment. But… What if I ruin our friendship? I really like spending time with her, her heart is so warm and makes everything that is good, better and any kind of problem seems like nothing.

-Think about what you’re going to do when we come back- he said before leaving.

Friday, 5 pm. [Videocall with you]. [Younghyun’s point of view].

-So, that was my week. How about yours?-I said.

-Pretty busy too… Actually, I need some rest like now-she stated while throwing herself on her bed as she sighed.

Just like Wonpil can read right through me, I can read through her. I’ve been thinking there might be something disturbing her for a while now but she didn’t wanted to talk about it.

-Are you ever going to tell me what’s going on?.

-A month ago we found out that one of our co-workers was giving our ideas to the brand we’re competing with. I had to work even harder.

She works as an art director in a make up company in Seoul. They were so close to the release of a new product.

-Who was it?.

-Someone from my creative team… However, I think we’ll get through this- she said, convinced.

Of course they will, anything is possible with her leading the project. When she’s passionate about something she works so hard to get the results she wants.

-Hey, can we meet when you come back?-She asked.

I smiled.

-You don’t even have to ask me that. Come to my coffee shop tomorrow and I’ll make you your favourite cup of coffee.

-Yes! I miss that, no one makes it like you do.

Friday, 9 pm. Gimpo’s airport, Seoul. [Younghyun’s point of view].

-Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the airport of Gimpo. Please remain seated with the seat belt fastened until the plane stops completely…-they announced.

-Have you decided what you’re going to do?-Wonpil asked.

After talking to her before our trip back home I wondered what would happen if she decides to stay away from me because she doesn’t feel the same way that I do.

-I think I should just forget about it for now, the timing doesn’t seem right.

-Again?-he said, dropping his head on the back of the seat and looking at the roof- What if Hongseok wasn’t in the story? What would you do?.

-Maybe I would…

-You wouldn’t do anything, would you?-he interrupted.

I sighed.

-Admit it, you’re just looking for excuses because you’re too scared of how she could react-he said, dropping his hands on his legs.

-You say it like it’s so easy!

-It was always easy for you! You get everything you want, no exceptions. Why would it be different this time?.

Silence invaded us for a few minutes. I don’t know what was going on in his mind but in mine, all the moments I spent with her and how in each of one of them I found myself smiling more than usual.

All of a sudden, he dugged his hands on my seat.

-What are you doing?-I asked confused.

He took the notebook I always have with me where I write the things I have to do and some songs. After searching through the pages, he finally spoke.

-Look, here it is. I like you. I tried holding it back but I can’t anymore. Now I can tell you: I want to love you. You wrote this, not me. Add to this the show you’ve made thanks to the soju… My friend, you need to act on it and now.

When he read my own words I felt the same way as I felt when I wrote this. This made me feel tired and like I needed to release it.

Once we arrived, we met with our friends. When I saw them, I noticed that they didn’t change, not even a bit, while we were gone. Sungjin, a serious and responsible guy, was looking for us with his eyes while Dowoon and Jae were laughing out loud.

-Oh! the handsome boys arrived-Sungjin said.

We went directly to eat some barbecue at Jae’s. It’s really nice to be back homeI thought while looking at us, reunited. Chapter 2. I missed you.

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k-fiction-therapy · 5 years

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Moodboard by Admin Scar

[Flash Fiction, 01:09:26 PM]: Wonpil/Reader Mini/ – Practice had been too long and had taken a lot out of Wonpil, but he still managed to not be exhausted when he made it back to the room. He came into the area and sighed gently, putting his things away and taking off his shoes at the door. He pushed his hair back and moved through to his bedroom, his eyes lifting only to focus on you, your hands tied to the bedposts. You had wanted to do more, but you knew you would have to start Wonpil off slow with some light rope play. If he had come home to you completely hog-tied, he may have assumed someone had assaulted you. Still, you were nude and smiling at him when he came in. His jaw dropped and he blinked, his wide eyes looking innocent as they settled into that expression. You swayed your hips a bit and he gasped, looking down at himself, already aroused just from watching you. He rubbed a hand against himself and approached you, kneeling over you, still clothed. You told him to take off his clothes and he nodded eagerly, hands moving to his shirt. While he worked to rid himself of his garments, your hand rubbed over the shape in his pants affectionately, making it hard for him to keep his fingers diligent.

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wonder-wonpil · 5 years

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forbidden kiss; kyh

ah, this was supposed to be such a nice story but it ended up being unfinished and unedited. may or may not continue, depends on my memory span and motivation.

genre : fluff, angst, action?

man I honestly don’t know but enjoy

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Gunshots were fired as the bullet flew aimlessly, in hopes of getting a shot through another person. There were no good guys or bad guys in a bloodbath, because in the end, the strongest of them all will take the crowned victory.

“Kang!” his section leader Park Sungjin had warned him, but he was too late. He was even lucky that the bullet only scratched his oblique, but that didn’t lessen his pain as his mind stopped working.

Younghyun fell to the ground with a thud as his arm reached out to feel the warm blood that pooled over his wound. In the distance, he can hear Park Jaehyung’s loud “Shit, hang in there!” as he scrambled to reach out to his partner.

Numb. Younghyun felt numb and betrayed. His vision blurred as he watched the masked woman who was responsible of the bullet swiftly escapes. Groaning, he clutches his wounded side as he got back on his feet, running after the woman.

She was no other than the anonymous mafia leader, the one who goes by the pseudonym Scarlette and runs a whole underground mafia society with deadly names, such as Yoon Dowoon, the talented young sniper; or Kim Wonpil, the infamous hacker working under her. Younghyun’s job as a policeman was to eliminate any threat, and he was so close to catching Scarlette. And she was not getting away from him today.

Younghyun forced himself to run after the more agile woman who was jumping over the boxes that was scattered on the old, rusty building with ease because of the memorized navigation. When she reached another closed door, flicking it open with a slam of her body, Younghyun followed, but leaned on the frame of the door. His eyes squinted from the sudden light from the open rooftop before refocusing on the woman in front of him.

A gun to her right hand as the wind danced through her locks, and a mysterious grin from behind the mask that only covered the first half of her face. Younghyun put on a steady glare, hand travelling to the gun on the side of his hip as he pointed it at her.

“You won’t shoot,” she stated. As a person who didn’t talk much on public - much less make a public appearance - Younghyun was profusely calm when she started talking. He knew he was special, the only one she would dare play a game of cat and mouse with.

“I know you will let me live another day,” she demanded, as she pointed her own pistol at Younghyun. “We know who has the better aim, Kang.”

Younghyun let her words sink in before letting the infamous smirk of his tug on his lips as he dropped the gun, a small series of laugh to follow. “You’re right.”

But he started coughing up some blood, and the smile that she once wore was gone. Taking steady steps, she leaned in towards his deformed state on the doorframe, whispering; “Stay safe, okay? I’ll make some dinner later. Love you.”

And she pressed a small peck on his cheek before taking a run for the edge of the rooftops, taking off her mask and throwing it along with Younghyun’s pistol. Her long trench coat disappeared with her as she jumped.

Younghyun, worry present on his face scrambled for the edge of the rooftop to see if she managed to land safely. And she did, to the balcony a few levels below. She looked up to give him a wave and a smile - the smile he oh-so-adored, that made him smile, too.

He let the upper half of his body lean on the edge of the rooftop as his teammates rushed to get him down.

“What the hell happened? Were you shot?” Jaehyung had asked. Younghyun shook his head.

“She didn’t shoot me, but disarmed and threw my gun. Then she took off the mask and jumped.”

Sungjin rubbed his temples together in attempt to soothe the stress. “Did you happen to see her face?”

Younghyun shook his head, hanging it low in shame, “I’m sorry.”

The head officer sighed. “It’s fine. Let’s get you patched up first.”

***

Of course, being a part of the national security was one of his silly dreams he never thought he would manage to fulfill. But nowadays, Younghyun thought of being an actor instead.

How could he not? With the charming smile and his ability to deceive, all learned from his truly.

“I’m home,” Younghyun called as he opened the door to their two-floor house in a suburban resident. The woman he truly loved was the one with the apron on as the scent of her cooking filled the small house.

She turned to him, welcoming him with a warm smile. Younghyun knew all-too-well that that smile - the one where she closed her eyes and curled her lips to add the innocent effect to it - meant no good.

And by the looks of it, the scowling feature on Younghyun’s face was no less threatening.

After slamming the front door behind him and fiddling with the locks, Younghyun turned to her with a somewhat pissed look. However, she remained her innocent facade.

And Younghyun began. “You shot me!”

She blinked in surprise. “My, I’m sorry - you must be mistaken. I couldn’t have possibly shot you!”

Younghyun ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

“How could I, a normal civilized housewife could possibly wield a gun - much less point it at my own husband? What kind of wife would I be then?”

“Stop acting dumb!”

And she snapped, “Hey, just so you know, I’ve been running my business since I was only eighteen. Get that? Eighteen,” she emphasized. “And look where I am now. The most wanted woman in all of Seoul.”

Younghyun felt like rolling his eyes to the back of his head.

She laid the plates on the table, “Anyway, dinner. And wine!”

Younghyun stared at the red liquid in the glass and frowned. “What’s this? The blood of your fallen enemies?”

The woman rolled his eyes, “Just eat the damn meal, Younghyun. Then we’ll change your bandages.”

As Younghyun digged in the meal, he kept a glare on her.

“I believe you owe me an apology,” Younghyun reminded. “A big one.”

This time, she sighed. “Okay, baby. Sorry for shooting you,”

Younghyun pouted, “And I want a kiss.”

She then laughed; one of the most melodic things that Younghyun would never tire of. One that Younghyun would describe as the eighth wonder of the world.

She leaned in closer to him and landed a small peck on his lips. Three years married, and Younghyun still got high from each peck. She was so toxic; a drug he couldn’t stop taking.

Except he was the same thing for her.

#younghyun #youngk #young k #day6 #day6 imagine #day6 fic #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop fan fiction #au #day6 au #wonder-wonpil

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jioflowers · 5 years

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Congratulations

CONGRATULATIONS

the other story

I know you saw me.

I passed by the usual road going to that old coffee shop we always frequented to.

It’s still over a month since we separated.

You were not doing great; I can still tell that.

After all, we used to know so much about each other.

I knew so much that I have to leave.

You were so good to me.

You understood me.

You were patient.

We were in love.

But love isn’t enough.

I was not happy.

We were so used to each other that we forgot that a relationship is a continuous work.

When the sparks dulled, so was our sincerity.

I used to go to you for validation.

You used to go to me to release steam.

Eventually, we saw that these are too much work.

The other’s burden became ours.

So, we sought comfort in other things.

We were in a relationship because we are still labeled as one.

But I knew it’s not anymore.

Maybe, you just didn’t see it yet, but I knew.

I knew that if I stay, I will eventually resent you.

So, I have to go while I still love you.

I am now trying different things with my friends and I am still discovering a new life without you.

It was hard going out again because I know I will eventually see you.

That day, I wanted to talk to you.

But I saw your eyes and it killed me inside.

I am still a painful memory to you.

Someday, I hope you will be happy

I hope that you will see

That it was better for us to be through and be with someone new.

#DAY6 #fanfic #fan fiction #short story #congratulations #youngk #sungjin #jae #wonpil #dowoon #song rewrite

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chatoyism · 6 years

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assistance ; young k smut

; summary: your boyfriend is in need of a little help, but being frustrated from work and in a low mood, he won’t be left unattended without assistance.

; genre: smut, romance,

; pairing: young k x reader

; word count: 6,643

; warnings: smut and sexual content with plenty of foul language, only for 18+

; notes: this is my first smut that i’ve written in a long time so I may not be the best, but despite that, I do advise that this is only for 18+ and only read if you are willing to take the risk of A LOT of sexual interaction

It was pitch black outside that night. The tall lamps along the sides of the roads were the only things illuminating down the street, cars occasionally driving by as workers headed home for the day, rolling into their driveway and making their way inside.

Cold as usual, everyone’s blinds were down and people were already off to bed. It was almost midnight so people had to sleep to gain back some energy since tomorrow was the weekends. The whole neighborhood was empty, dark and enveloped into nothingness as the only house illuminated by the living room lights and the TV screen was your own house.

You groggily drove onto your driveway, opening up your garage and pulling your car into the tight and compact space before turning off the ignition and stumbling your way out the door. Spending hours and hours on end at work, you were on the verge of collapsing at any second since your whole body was drained from its powers. You would’ve slept right then and there on your driveway if it wasn’t for the cold atmosphere and the smell of dust, paint buckets and spray chemicals fuming up the place.

“I’ll freaking kill my boss, I’ll kill him if I have too…” You clenched your teeth and muttered under your breath, staggering towards the front door as you closed the garage with your bag strapped to your shoulders filled with documents and pulled out your keys, making your way inside.

As per usual, your boyfriend sat on the couch, sprawled on the grey cotton sofa in his baggy sweatpants and casual white tee, one of his legs off the side and his arms resting on the armrest and the back pillow.

It was his usual attire, nothing really differed every day though you loved the look on him. He found it comfortable and you found it stunning. His white shirt was stretchy, but it somehow perfectly defined his body underneath, curving around his muscles on his abdomen and shaping his chest muscles as it tightened around that area.

You watched as your boyfriend turned towards your direction, the changing lights of the TV screen flickering on and off which illuminated his facial features as he smiled brightly, perking up at the sight of your figure back home. You usually greeted him with a smile, but today felt different. You weren’t in the mood.

“Hey, Y/N.” He smiled, showing his bright set of teeth as the TV screen lights shone on them. “How was work?”

All you could do was let out a deep and thoughtless sigh, not caring about answering that much since all you could focus on was getting to bed to get rid of your inner frustration and stress. You wanted to do nothing but rest since you were tired and couldn’t hold yourself up any longer.

“Well, work was fine I guess.” You let out a frustrated groan and kicked your high heels off your feet, placing them on the foot rack before tossing your heavy bag off your shoulders and hanging them on the hook on the wall, just beside the key holder.

“You sure about that? You look a little disgruntled.” He asked, sitting up from his slouched position and looked over at you with concern. Straightening himself, he watched as you rubbed the side of your head, stressed out and fuming with anger.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine Younghyun, no need to worry about me.” You answered, stumbling through the living room in your grey work attire while he raised an eyebrow.

“You’re not usually like this, you look a little tired.” He bit the corner of his lips, looking at you deeply as if he knew what was going on inside of your head. You were clearly not alright and he read your expressions like an open book. “Do you need to eat, do you need to drink water or get some rest?”

You turned your head to face him, clearly not in the mood as your eyes pierced through his, indicating to him that you weren’t in the mood for talking.

“I said before, I’m fine. I’m just a little tired Brian.” You spoke a little louder, turning to making your way up the stairs to the living room when Younghyun stood up and stopped you.

“I know you’re angry Y/N, you can just explain it to me. It has something to do with work doesn’t it.” He grabbed your wrist tightly, only for you to quickly knock his hand out the way and looked up at him, dead straight into his eyes almost bursting into a fit of anger.

“I need space, okay? Work made me really cranky and I’m just not in the mood and tired that all I can think of is just going to bed in peace. That is all I’m asking for so stop annoying me.” Your tone of language shocked your boyfriend, the look on his face almost devastated by what came out of your mouth as he held back and watched as you walked around him.

Trying to get away from him to get to your own comfort zone, Younghyun quickly wrapped his arms around your shoulders, quickly back hugging you and trapping you in place as he stopped you from walking any further.

“Let go of me Brian.” You muttered, scratching at his pale and smooth skin, only to feel something hard and long, poking at the end of your butt. It jabbed a little, poking you continuously as you were silenced for a few seconds before looking over your shoulder at Younghyun who was smirking from the corner of his lips.

“You need to stop being so angry just because of work. Work is just a place to feel angry about and sit in front of a desk tapping away at your computer when you can just relax. Get it out of your mind, it might not be that bad.”

You growled loudly and tugged his arms off from your neck that was trapping you, turning to face him as you noticed the large bump in the lower region, basically sticking out begging to collect some freedom. It was large, very much waiting for surprises that it might earn in the future. However, in your situation, you weren’t having it.

You needed to rest.

“You have no clue Brian, my boss has been nagging at me all week to get these documents inside my bag to get finished by Monday. And if I don’t do a good damn job, I’ll have to work twice as hard and 12 hours is already torturous enough.” You argued at him as he kept the same low hanging facial expression.

“You can just — off and deal with your own business and not mine.”

“Yah, Y/N.” Younghyun called your name sternly, only to get in response a back towards his direction before turning the corner and footsteps heading upstairs to the bedroom.

“This attitude of yours is not going to help me. I have something to deal with and it’s definitely going down itself.”

“Do it another time then. I’m not going to do it with you tonight so find some other time. I told you before, I am really not in the mood.”

Younghyun cursed under his own breath, climbing up the stairs and followed you from behind, keeping watch as your figure walked into your shared bedroom with a loud groan before quickly removing your work attired off your body. Your attitude towards him was slowly disturbing him on the inside, he knew how much you loved it when he took your frustration out of you but today was much different, much more complicated and harder to get you into falling for his own pleasure.

“Yah, Lee Y/N.” He called out your name, closing the bedroom door behind him and locking it, only to lean on the door frame and watched as you grabbed a set of pyjamas and undergarments before walking into the bathroom.

“Don’t talk to me Kang Younghyun. I’m fed up with having sex all the time now.” You turned to look at him one more time before shutting the bathroom door closed.

“Fucking work…” You mumbled, removing your bra and panties as you got into your shower, cleaning yourself up from the warm water as it soothed your skin before getting out and drying yourself, wearing your chosen pyjamas and walking out towards the bed.

Younghyun laid down on his side of the queen sized bed, grasping his mobile phone in his hands texting a friend of some sort before he noticed you coming out of the shower in messy damp hair. Perking his head up, he watched as your attention was drawn to the size of his boner that was sticking up from his boxers, almost so harshly that the red boxers he wore was showing from the thin fabric of his sweatpants.

Standing up to have his turn, he didn’t dare to speak a word to you as he made his way to the bathroom, shutting the door close. Slipping into the covers of your bed quickly, it wasn’t long until you found your eyes closing shut, your mind slipping out of consciousness as it was only a few seconds when you were already knocked out into a deep and undisturbed sleep, covered in your thick blankets from the cold. All you needed was well deserved rest.

That was all.

You let out a harsh and tempted moan escape past your lips, a feel of pleasure running down your spine as your body, eyes that were tightly shut closed and mind in unconsciousness and still in sleep, felt a wave of sexual desire as a wet dream seemed to creep up on you.

“Ahh, Y-Younghyun-n…” You moaned out loudly, rolling your head back, still not knowing what was truly happening as a wave of pleasure traveled down your body towards your abdomen. You were too tired to open your eyes, too tired to realize the truth as all you could do was squirm around where you were as the continuous feeling spun circles in your lower region.

You felt excitement, rushing to get the feeling flowing through your body faster as you wanted to gather your climax and let it out on your high. As sounds escaped past your lips, moan after moan never failing to be held back and kept away in secret, your dream came to a sudden end and realization when a sudden jab of your entrance poked you awake.

Eyes shooting wide open, you woke up in a sweat, a pool of wetness drenching your back as a rush of cool breeze brushed against your skin. Turning towards the digital clock on the bedside table, it read:

3:14 AM.

You slumped your head back against the pillow, patting the side on the bed beside you in hopes of feeling your boyfriend’s body, only to feel an empty and cold space before your mind came to reality when your body was sent into another world of pleasure at your nether region. You let out a long and outstretched moan escape your lips, a tune coming from your mouth as you gasped at the sudden change of reality from your dream.

You were wide awake now. Wide awake, undressed, sweaty, a moaning mess and a very angry, naked and vigorous boyfriend digging right at your sensitive areas.

You suddenly pulled back, sitting up from your sleeping position as you noticed how bare you were. Your breasts were no longer covered by your shirt, your pants long gone and on the floor along with your panties as you tried to adjust your sight to the new darkness, a hint of light coming in from the moonlight outside your bedroom window.

You rubbed your eyes, getting used to the new light as you felt a weight shift on the bed closer towards you, a new warmth leaning in to your bare body as the figure’s soft and quiet breath tickled your skin.

“B-B-Brian?” You wondered consciously, trying to pull the blanket that was kicked away from you, over your body to cover yourself up, only to have it torn away from your grip and your boyfriend shutting your voice off with a sudden attack to your lips.

Indulging his own soft, plump ones into yours, they molded perfectly into your lips, locking together as one as he was in the mood, closing his eyes and licking at the bottom lip making way for entrance. As you widen your mouth accepting his invitation, his tongue darted for your own, entangling it into a well fought war with each other, both of your sweaty bodies rubbing against one another while you both fought for dominance.

You gasped and pulled away for air, opening your own eyes to see the lust, the deep message in Younghyun’s eyes piercing into yours as he looked fierce, angered, tampered with and needed a way to wash himself out; but it wasn’t easy matter tonight.

“Brian, I’m really tired, this isn’t the right time. It’s 3 AM—” Cutting your words short, Younghyun shut you off with a quick peck on your lips, gazing into your eyes as his face showed one clear expression. The strong desire of pleasure.

“Shhh, don’t speak Y/N. You’ve already done enough talking today, and I’m not going to let you have the upper hand this time.” He smirked, showing it on the corner of his lips as he crawled on the bed down towards your legs as you watched him, gulping a lump in your throat as he began to grasp his hard and erect member and pumped it slowly.

“I told you before it was hard for this thing to go down by itself without some attention, I couldn’t sleep without having the need of you touching me.” He chuckled a little and leaned over your body, hovering and towering over your shivering figure as knots were building up inside the pit of your stomach.

“Y-Yah, I told you before. I’m not in the mood today because of my fucking boss who decides to pressure my entire week, that’s why I’m so frustrated.”

“Have you thought about talking to your boss about this? Maybe he’ll soon understand once he feels the pain that you’re in.” Younghyun told you, placing his soft and smooth hands on your thigh and rubbing it on the inside walls, getting closer and closer towards your entrance. “Maybe before you tell him next week, I could get your mind off it somehow. Maybe, a little sense of… Adventure?”

You could hear the smirk in his voice as you leaned forward in an attempt to respond to him, only to roll your head back on the pillow and your eyes closing shut when his fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing softly but in strong round motions, sending you into a sudden ride of euphoria.

“O-Oh my god, Y-Younghyun, a-ahh…” You let out a moan, your legs naturally spreading wider hoping to get your boyfriend’s touch to cover all over your body when he leaned into you, his breath brushing against your skin and placing pecks right on your collarbone.

Starting off small, his rubs against your round bud was just the beginning, his lips that were attached to your skin were sucking lightly, his plump lips pressing at your skin before they turned into harsh sucks that clearly became into visible hickeys all over your neck and collarbone.

“Y-Younghyun…” You mumbled, calling out for your boyfriend’s name as he hummed.

“I-I-I want you in m-me…”

Immediately objecting to your thought, the feeling of his hands on your sensitive region was removed and your feeling of pleasure was soon washed away. Younghyun gazed deeply into your eyes, a little sparkle or maybe a glint almost as he looked into you deeply, pulling a loose strand of hair away from your sticky and sweaty face.

“Weren’t you frustrated earlier? What happened to the old Y/N?” He asked and tilted his head like a child, waiting for a response.

“I-I just need you in me, Young K, I want your cock in me…” You mumbled, only to get a grunt from him.

“Since you were a little angered earlier and needed space, I will do what you say, however, on one condition.” He asked and peered over at you.

“You will do whatever I tell you to do and you will obey me, otherwise, face consequences and receive punishment. After all, you’ve angered me at the same time as well and must deal with what has been given to you. Agreed?” Younghyun gave you a stern look while you gulped a lump in your throat and nodded.

With a soft smile, Younghyun looked into your eyes filled with lust and desire, proceeding to crawl over to your legs and spread them widely apart until he was right at the entrance of your aching but wet vagina, the corner of his lips curling up into a smirk as his eyes sent daggers into yours.

“Will you obey me? Will you do what I say?” A hint of mischief and lust dripping in the corner of his lips, his piercing eyes looking at you fiercely, the brown pupils dilating under the weak light source illuminating through your window.

“J-Just do it already… U-Uugh…” You tried to hold back a moan escaping from your lips when Younghyun leaned closer to them, his breath brushing past your delicate skin as he sent pleasure running down your spine with the touch of his thumb on your clitoris, rubbing it with a slow and consistent motion.

“You’re not to make a sound, Y/N. Not even a little squeak.” He moved to your ear, keeping up the pace near your soaking entrance as he bit your ear lobe sensually. “Remember what you got yourself into. If I can’t help with what I do, then I’ll do anything to let you fix it, and that also results in punishment.”

His pace fastened as he bit softly on the heated skin of your ear, letting his tongue lick it softly before detaching himself and leaving a line of saliva to trail in his path. The slow but increasing change of speed made you shake under his touch, the way they moved and played with your clit sent you into euphoria, making sure you bit your lip to prevent yourself from accidentally letting out a loose moan.

You tugged at your soft and plump lips, your peachy colour being tightly bitten on resulting in a dark cherry tone as Younghyun’s thumb continued to play at your nether region.

“Don’t make a sound, love.” Brian curled his smirk in the corner of his lips at your nickname, reminding you of your punishment as he watched your expression change every once in awhile with his every touch.

You fought hard, hoping and grabbing ahold of the bed sheets tightly as his remaining hand that wasn’t occupied took an object to hold, immediately finding themselves rising into the air and grabbing your breast and rubbing them softly, sending your head to fly back onto your pillow with sweat building on yours skin with extra pleasure.

He nipped at your bud, his fingers twisting and pinching your erect nipple as he leaned down onto your other breast, attaching his smooth lips around your skin and swirling his tongue on your sensitive areas. Your lips were on the verge of being victims of your abuse, your teeth sinking into them deeply, a dark red completely colouring them as you twisted and turned with Younghyun’s every move, he drove you insane. Everything about him drove you insane.

You held back words and moans of pleasure, moving under his touch as you felt your lower region start to cover with your wet and sticky lubricant. He smirked as his thumb grazed the entrance of your vagina, his other hand on your breast moving round faster as you felt bundles of nerves exploding in the pit of your stomach from his touch. You were going crazy from this, you needed him. You needed him right now.

Younghyun took his lips off your nipple after playing with it quite some time, leaving his saliva to glisten in the moonlight. He looked up at you, your eyes tightly closed, hands clenching the bed sheet tightly while your knuckles were turned almost pearly white. He loved watching you fight under his touch, he loved it when his hands would just have a mind of their own and his eyes looked at your beautiful features as they moved according to where he placed his hands and mouth.

“You’re good at being quiet, I see.” Younghyun lowered his voice, a deep and raspy tone emitting from his vocal cords. You opened your eyes to see his black hair dangling in front of his eyes, some of the dark strands sticking to his sweaty forehead as you heard his loud breaths, inhaling and exhaling with each breath. “Are you really sure that you can take further?”

Without warning or any signs to indicate a change, Younghyun’s thumb let go of your clit before his hand next to your entrance outstretched and before you knew it, two of his fingers were inserted into your wet ---, thrusting in and out with fast speed making you to let out an unexpected moan.

With your legs wide apart, your chest rising and falling rapidly, your body covered in sweat and Younghyun’s sweat in yours, you watched with soft eyes as Young K chuckled, immediately removing his fingers from your entrance as a stream of your wet lubricant was painted on his fingers.

“N-N-No, p-please don’t let go now…” You whimpered slightly, shaking under the lose of contact from his skin as he removed both his fingers and hand on your breast away from your body.

“I told you before, Y/N,” Young K spoke deeply, taking his two fingers into his mouth and sucking your wetness clean and pulling it out. “You weren’t allowed to make a single sound, and this was what you were given in return.”

“P-Please, I won’t moan this time. Please Brian, please…” You were needy, your begging getting more persistent as your body was no longer shut down from the frustration of your boss’s nagging earlier. You didn’t care about that at all.

Your body was no screaming for Young K, and Young K only.

Lifting up your hips and bucking them, you attempted to find some way to bring some contact onto the lips of your entrance or your clit, hoping to find some way to feel pleasure. You hand your free hands that were gripping the sheets but you knew that if you were to make a move with them, Young K would punish you more.

That exact thought lit a spark in you.

Since Young K watched you silently as you bite your lip, your hand were removed from the bedsheets and found themselves rubbing on your pussy, your fingers inserted into your wet core as you pull them in and out quickly, moans roughly escaping out of your mouth as all you could do was get yourself into ecstasy.

Younghyun’s dick was hard, perfectly erect as he leaned on his arm, watching you fuck yourself loudly with moans emitted from your lip left and right. He found it hard not to fondled with himself as his girlfriend was touching herself from his own punishment.

He couldn’t except it though. He won’t let you go that easily.

Within only a few seconds of playing with your entrance and breast, Younghyun’s deathly grip of his hands grabbed your wrists and pulled them away from your body, his arm muscles pulling you up from your sweaty position and you sit up with a big brush of cold air on your back before you found yourself with wrists quickly and tightly bound together with a strip of cloth.

“Obey.” Young K only said, tying a knot on the cloth as your hands were tightly stuck together behind your back, restricting your movement. He did not go any further, not blindfolding you or strapping you with a gag or even a vibrator inserted into your wet hole.

“You will do as I say, or else the punishment gets worst, love.” Younghyun smiled, leaning closer towards you and that innocent glint in his eyes looked onto your own, waiting for a response.

“Y-Y-Yes, Brian.” You said his name with the touch of his fingers on your chin, a small giggle coming out past his lips as he gave a quick peck on your lips and before long, Younghyun was standing up and grasping his long, hard member in his hands and pumping it up and down.

With your head and the tip of his dick right in line with each other, the grin on his smile soon began to widen and spread as he watched the pupils in your eyes start to grow. He knew he had dominated and was in total control.

“Suck.” He indicated, watching as the tip of his hard and erect member was pressed against your red and bitten lip, jabbing at your skin as he awaited your action.

With his orders written onto you, you immediately obeyed and did as he said, lips widening and opening up into a hole as you wrapped them around the his member, your tongue covered and licked saliva all over the tip of his dick before your entered slowly and bobbed your head back and forth. Younghyun’s head leaned back beyond his neck, the wave of pleasure running through his body as each bob of your head, his member inserting into your war mouth before pulling out sending him into a sense of pleasure and a feeling of euphoria.

“Ahh, just like that Y/N…” Younghyun moaned, his voice not trapped behind bitten lips or inescapable breaths of air as he freely groaned and moaned as much as he liked. You were jealous of him, how he could be playing at you like this as if you truly deserved it. You knew he was bad at pleasuring himself, and could only do it if you were there to help him. In a situation like this, you couldn’t have imagined it.

“Fuck my dick, just like that…” Your tongue twirled around his the tip of his member as he began to pick up the pace of his penis and helped you assist on your blowjob, his hand placed onto your hair before grabbing it harshly and soon bucking his hips into your mouth.

He let out a loud groan, the tip of his member starting to reach deeper into your mouth as you felt it touch the entrance of your throat. His length entered and pulled out fully, his size blocking you from breathing in some air before he thrusted himself back in, making you gag.

You were almost begging to be touched, you were moaning with each thrust of his dick in hopes of him to pleasure you in some way and tell him, “I need you to fuck me right now.” You were persistant, too persistant as your legs that were kneeling on the white blankets parted ways, a brush of cold air hitting the yet again wet pussy of yours.

“You’re so amazing, Y/N, oh my god.” Younghyun moaned loudly, his thrusts becoming faster and quicker with each motion and without warning, the feeling of his member twitching inside of your mouth told you a sign, a few more thrusts in before Young K let out a long, outstretched moan as a hot stream of cum filled up your mouth.

The bitterness of his warm cum tingled at the back of your throat as he pulled out his member, letting his body dropped down after standing up on the mattress for so long and went to reach the same height as you. Breathing heavily as each exasperated breath made his chest rise and fall, you looked up at him as he leaned in and whispered into your ear with his cum in your mouth.

“Swallow.” He told you, brushing his slick and smooth finger across your sweaty cheeks as he heard the sound of you gulp down his contents, your breath finally regulating after struggling to receive oxygen from the blowjob from earlier.

You bowed your head to place your forehead on his chest, the amount of light coming in from the open window shining on the surface of Younghyun’s skin as it traced every bicep, every chiseled abs on his abdomen and his strong, thick thighs that were rock hard after using them to thrust into your mouth earlier.

“You’ve been a good girl, haven’t you, treating your boyfriend like this and obeying my rules like I told you.” He smirked and chuckled, reaching his hands behind your back to untie the tight cloth that was binding your hands together. Not realizing how severe your twisting and twirling was, as soon as Young K finished unraveling the cloth from around your hands, the purple and blue bruises were painted on your skin from your attempt to break out of them as you finally got used to the non-existence of the cloth in the way.

“You kept torturing me, Younghyun.” You let out a low sentence, soothing your wrists by rubbing them softly as Young K went to take your hands in his, leaning in to leave pecks on your skin to help aid your pain.

“That is what you are given if you don’t give what is meant to be returned, Y/N.” Young K smirked and gave you a wink, only to get a sudden shock when you pulled him into your body, arms wrapped around his neck as you swiftly switched places with each other.

With eyes wide open and a gasp leaving his mouth, Younghyun found himself being swapped around with your place as you pressed your palm onto his chest, making him fall back onto the pillow and bed sheet.

“You aren’t going to leave me unattended, Kang Younghyun.” You dropped an octave on his full name as your boyfriend tried to move from your deathly press, only resulting in him getting turned on by your sudden but shocking dominance on him.

“What do you think you’re doing, Y/N?” He said your name, watching with curious eyes as you leaned your naked body over his own bare one, your lips coming closer to attached themselves to his as they bit on the bottom lip, tongues brushing against each other and his hand soon rubbing the back of your head softly.

“I’m obviously doing what’s right, Brian.” You smirked, breaking the quick kiss before your lips started to head down his body, leaving behind soft pecks on his skin, from his collarbone, to his pumped up chest muscles, his abs and eventually, the area close to his member.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me hard again, Y/N, please don’t do this.” He confessed, getting eager to feel your lips touch his aching member again as all you did was let a shallow breath brush against the tip of his dick.

You stopped right where you were as soon as Young K had said that sentence.

“Well, I don’t see a reason why I should if after all, you’ve already come once and I haven’t.” You smirked and giggled when you noticed Younghyun’s face fall into an expression of realization. “I’d expect it to be opposite but it turns out that I am yet to feel that wave of pleasure rush through me again.”

With a sudden motion, you quickly sat yourself up above his member that was already rock hard from your slow teasing and dirty word play earlier, your core dripping with your love juices when you lifted up his dick, and without a word or sign, you immediately bounced down onto him, the size of his cock penetrating deep into your pussy as you let a long and awaited moan leave your lips.

Young K moaned in time with yours, your heat warming up his dick as he felt your walls tightened around his length as it had been a long time since he last fucked you hard right on the very spot. Both of your eyes closed, your heads leaning back in bliss as it had taken you only a few seconds to adjust to your boyfriend’s enormous size before beginning to bounce on his length.

“F-Fuck, Y/N, oh my god, Fuck!” Young K let out a stream of curse words to leave his mouth as he had let his voice do all the talking, his mind going completely blank as you rode his dick with every bounce, leaving your wet pussy completely before inserting his member fully back in.

You rode his member at a slowly increasing speed, your moans often leaving your lips at his size as you focused on your pleasure. It was something like never before. You had sex with him all the time and yet, you had never felt any pleasure like this until now.

“Ahh, Younghyun, shit, you’re so fucking big…” You moaned loudly with curse words leaving your lips, starting to go faster as sweat dripped down your forehead one by one, your hair becoming a mess and sticking to your skin. Younghyun’s hands were placed on the side of your hips, helping you bounce on his length when you were struggling to keep up with his own bucking hips. As his thumbs jabbed at your hipbone, encouraging you to go faster, your voice began to let out a cry.

“Unng, Brian, I-I’m going to c-cum…” You cried out and with another two more thrusts, it wasn’t long before Younghyun’s member would be covered in your cum as you recovered from your orgasm, a long ride as the pleasure washed through your body.

“Hold on, Y/N, I need some help here too.” He asked and tightly grasped onto the side of your body. Using his strength, he flipped you over and in a second, you were underneath his body as he towered over you and his sweaty, glistening naked figure in the moonlight was fierce, pumped with large muscles as you knew a surprise was coming your way.

“If you got to cum, then I’ll make you cum again if it means I get to orgasm as well.” Younghyun told you with a hint of a smirk in his words before thrusting his entire length into you suddenly, letting you scream out his name with your head thrown back in pleasure from his thrust.

“Oh my god, fuck, Young K, please, please!” You yelled, not a care in the world if your neighbours next door or down the road would wake up to sound of you and Young K’s moaning voice at 3AM in the morning.

“’Please’ what, Y/N? I can’t hear you properly.” He jokingly asked you, leaning in as if pretending not to understand your cries from before as each deep thrust inserted his member into your aching wet core, making a line of your juices drip onto the perfectly white blanket.

“Please, please fuck me, fuck me so hard that I cum, I want to cum with you.”

With that order made on your command, he smiled and used his fingers to brush a strand of hair from off your face that covered your eyes.

“As you wish.”

Immediately speeding up his pace, you were already on the edge of orgasming as each thrust sent your body into a mixture of all sorts of feelings, knots tied inside your tightening pussy as pleasure, bliss and passion was flowing through your blank mind, Young K’s thrusts going at a speed that you thought was deemed impossible for someone to go so fast.

“Ahh, Y/N! Fuck!” Young K yelled loudly as he clenched his teeth, digging them into his lips as his hard dick entered and pulled away at lightning speed, the walls of your pussy slowly begin to tightened around them as you scratched at his back.

“Make me cum, make me cum…” You muttered into his ears as his fast pace was consistent, it never lost energy, it never lost it’s pace as it had never slowed down in the process. Pulling his body closer to yours, your skin was rubbing against his own as his thrust took a turn and before you could tell him to move a different direction, you felt the tip of his dick jab at a certain spot of your core walls, making you scream and dig your sharp nails into the skin on his back, positively sure that they were leave obvious marks there.

“Oh my god, Young K! Right there!” You could only say his name as you were letting out moan after moan with the new sensation washing into you as your boyfriend repeatedly thrusted into that spot, Young K’s thrusts bringing you into a point where you felt that familiar tying knot in the pit of your stomach.

As his thrusted with all his energy, Younghyun let out a strong groan as he lifted his head up in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum!” You called out, yelling into his ear as you were close.

“Me too, Y/N, me too.”

With another thrust or so, you felt your body fall weak and motionless as you let out a cry, riding out your orgasm with Younghyun’s member still inside you, feeling his cum start to fill you up inside with each twitch that came from his dick.

You breathed in and out with no words to describe that feeling you experienced just then with your boyfriend. Feeling your boyfriend’s member slowly start removing from inside you, he pulled out his entire length leaving a pool of cum to fall from your entrance. Using your remaining energy to turn your weakened body around, your eyes landed on the digital clock sitting on the bedside table, slightly shifted in place from what you expected to be your fun time with Young K.

4:02 AM.

Your boyfriend dropped down beside you, his heavy breathes could be heard clearly as you turned to wrap an arm around his sweaty, sticky and bare waist.

“That was uncalled for.” You laughed and poked a finger at his skin.

“Yeah, it was honestly.” Young K giggled too and rested his hand on yours. “I literally didn’t expect it to go this far, that was until you pulled that move on me and we resulted in this.”

“Who’s going to clean the bed sheets?” You questioned looking up at him.

“Why don’t we both do it together? A majority of this problem goes to me.”

“Oh come on, I made it this messy. It just felt too good you know.” You confessed to Young K’s doing which made him smile with that cheeky grin of his.

“See, I knew I would win you over eventually. You can’t beat anything over pleasure, Y/N.” You laughed at his statement as he went to boop a finger onto your nose.

“Are you feeling much better now though?”

“So much better. I don’t feel so frustrated anymore.” You told him, raising an eyebrow realising one certain problem you had to face. “I may not be able to walk in the morning though, that’s the thing.”

Young K just laughed it out and pulled you into a hug, grabbing onto the edge of the blankets and pulling it over both of your naked bodies before pressing his forehead on yours.

“That doesn’t matter, as long as you’re not frustrated, stressed or anything else, then I’m fine as well.”

With a tug on the corner of your lips, you looked into his eyes that were shining in the moonlight.

“I love you so much, Brian.”

“I love you so much more.”

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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years

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Band Sessions: Wonpil

Pairing: Kim Wonpil x reader

Genre: band au / university au / fluff

Warnings: none

Word count: 2305

Index: Jae | Sungjin | Young K | Wonpil | Dowoon

“Careful, Y/N!” Wonpil called out, stepping over to your side and pulling you back before you bumped into a library trolley stacked with books. You blinked at your sudden change in place and then back at the obstacle your boyfriend had prevented you from knocking into.

Shooting him a grateful smile, you chuckled lightly. “What would I do without you?”

“End up with a lot more bruises,” he concluded, shaking his head.

Wonpil loved everything about you except that you were clumsy. Over the past two years of dating, he had learned all there was to you. And mostly it was all good stuff. You were the type of person who grounded him in his weaknesses and empowered his strengths. And he’d like to say he did the same for you, however, most of the time he was simply saving you from impending doom.

For all the good that came with you, you also attracted all sorts of chaos. He would never understand how or why but he had witnessed it enough now that you were a walking time bomb. If he spent an entire day with you and no accidents occurred to you, then it wasn’t a miracle. It only meant the next time was guaranteed to have more than one.

Despite your bad luck, you were rather upbeat about it all. “Thankfully you saw it before me!”

“How you didn’t is beyond me,” he remarked and you merely laughed.

“You’re right, I should have seen that trolley. Could you imagine the mess I would have made?”

Wonpil nodded, biting his bottom lip to hold in his sigh. He could see it all too well because he had seen it in the past. And all the bruises that you had gained from sending books flying on the third floor of the campus library.

If he wasn’t with you, he sometimes worried about what could potentially happen. You had an innate knack for tripping over your own feet, and so setting you free on the university campus full of other students and potential hazards could easily give him anxiety if he let it manifest. However, he had had to learn that it usually worked out for the better. You were naturally accident-prone and it wasn’t something he could protect you from.

Even if he tried his best to do so whenever he was with you.

Wonpil never wanted to treat you like a damsel in distress. In fact, he knew you’d hate it if he did. Sure, there were moments where you liked whenever he fussed over you after sustaining an injury, but for the most part, you had already lived over two decades on this earth and survived without him before you started dating. He had to believe that you would be safe otherwise he was certain his mind would implode from constant worry.

“So it’s band practice night, right?” you mentioned when you both left the study session you had been at the library for, giving Wonpil another one of your infamous smiles.

For all the trouble you could cause to his heart and mind, your smiles made up for it. That and the kisses you gave. After kissing him briefly, Wonpil nodded. “And for you?”

“I have a date with Netflix,” you proudly stated and Wonpil playfully gasped.

“A date?!”

“Lee Minho and Woo Dohwan will keep me company whilst you hang with the boys.”

“I’m feeling the need to cancel,” he teased before brushing his lips over your forehead. “So long as you know that when the date is over they remain in their world and you come back to mine.”

“Hm,” you pondered innocently, pursing your lips with your thoughts. Wonpil leant in to kiss them, mirroring the grin you gave him when he pulled back. “Will you come over when you’re done?”

Although he had shared a bed many times with you now since your relationship progressed, Wonpil always felt his cheeks warm up with the idea of holding you all night long. If he was honest, he wanted to do that every night. Nodding at you happily in response, you then squeezed him tightly into a hug before stepping away, his hand quick to reach out to stop your departure right away.

He didn’t want to part ways just yet.

“Good, well I’ll go home and enjoy my dinner and dramas instead of causing any trouble at the studio. Have a good session with the boys.”

“I won’t be too long.”

You smirked. “Take your time; I have a few episodes to catch up on.”

You pried your hand out of his and turned rapidly, losing your balance and he lurched after you, stopping when you righted yourself. You snapped your head to look back at him with a breathy chuckle. “I’m alright! Love you!”

“Love you so much you will end me,” he mumbled, watching you intently until you disappeared around the side of the building.

As Wonpil walked the short distance from the campus to the studio, he almost wished he had brought you along with him instead. He knew how dangerous that was. You had tripped over the cord to his keyboard in his apartment more times than he could count, and the instrument was up against a wall. Wonpil thought of all the cords to the equipment in the studio and shuddered. There was a lot of expensive gear in there that he wouldn’t want you to damage or hurt yourself on.

Even you were aware of how much it would be like testing fate. When he had invited you in the past, you had come up with multiple excuses in the beginning before admitting you didn’t want to ruin things for the band with your accident-prone tendencies. So you had never seen the band outside of performing at their gigs and usually it didn’t bother him. Wonpil had a short attention span whenever he was with you, and wouldn’t be very productive if he spent all his time staring at you instead of working as a team with his fellow bandmates.

Sometimes though, he wanted to just bring you along and deal with the consequences. And lately, that urge had been growing. With your official two year anniversary two weeks away, he wanted nothing more than to perform the song that he had written for you then. He knew he would eventually bring it up on stage but something special like a private performance really stood out to him as a desire he wanted to fulfil. Especially after the playful session with Brian’s girlfriend recently, Wonpil yearned to have you sit on the studio couch away from all the equipment and play for you.

Surely that would be easy enough to do, right? Throughout practice that night, Wonpil stared at the empty couch and then at the door. The pathway from both was relatively clear and if he assisted you to your seat, nothing should eventuate. That way he could play for you and protect the studio from any potential mishap as well. It was a solid plan and after discussing it with his friends, Wonpil headed over to your apartment after practice feeling excited by his thoughts. It would be the perfect gift for your anniversary, especially with the restaurant reservation he had booked for later in the evening.

By the time you opened the door to your apartment and looking more than ready for bed in your sloth themed pyjamas, Wonpil was confident. Nothing would go wrong because you would have him to make it all go off without a hitch.

When your anniversary arrived, Wonpil wasn’t worried about anything going wrong today. In fact, all he felt all day long in your company was constant adoration and equal levels of disbelief that he had nurtured something this beautiful with you. He couldn’t understand just how lucky he had gotten, even if you spilled your drink on his shirt – thankfully it was only water – and tripped over and landed into his side awkwardly as you walked towards the studio. Usually, these moments would make him feel as if a bad omen was looming, yet today Wonpil felt more in control. He had saved you from falling and he would keep everything safe at the band session as well.

“Are you sure about this?” you questioned hesitantly, your expression clearly showing your concern. “I mean, this place is pretty special to you all.”

“All the more reason to have you come by finally.”

“I’m scared I’ll break something.”

Wonpil shook his head and smiled with assurance. “You will be fine and cause no harm. I mean, you’ve already done two things today and we’ve survived through them.”

Despite his encouragement, you didn’t look convinced, clinging onto Wonpil’s side when he twisted the handle to the studio. Thankfully, due to the entire afternoon yesterday he had spent decorating, your nerves eased when you saw the balloons and banner in front of you. Eyes now welling with tears, you gave Wonpil a watery smile and he led you inside, right over to the couch.

“Happy anniversary Wonpil and Y/N!” Sungjin exclaimed and Jae let off a party popper.

“Welcome to our humble abode,” Dowoon mentioned and then Brian slung his bass guitar over his head.

“You ready to play, Pil?”

Nodding as he shifted across to his keyboard and turned it on, they agreed to play a couple of songs you already knew first. It was a great experience. You sat and clapped, loosening off from all your previous tension and Wonpil felt bolder with his triumph. It had actually happened. You had come to a Day6 practice and nothing had gone wrong. He hadn’t even forgotten his lyrics once and when they played the song he had created for you, it was the most magical moment he had felt within this room. Everything worked in harmony, the music filling the space was some of the best he had ever had a part in making.

And once the room fell silent after the last guitar strum, you were clapping proudly, wiping away your tears momentarily before clapping again. That’s when it all started to go wrong.

“Oh, you don’t have to stand, Y/N!” Wonpil mentioned as you got up from the couch, his mind flashing with panic. Before he could understand anything else, you had already sat down and he was… falling too?

He watched as the keyboard stand he had knocked in his hurry lost its balance and fell into one of the amplifiers in the room. He also tripped over a cord in the process and ripped that out, causing a screech of static to bounce off the walls. Brian and Sungjin covered their ears and Jae got a fright, backing into another amp and knocked it over and popped several balloons in concession. It was like a domino effect and even Dowoon’s station was affected in some way before the entire room fell dead silent.

No one moved for a good minute or two. And then there was laughter.

The five distraught men looked in your direction as you now helplessly held your stomach, waving a free hand in their direction as if in attempt to dismiss your amusement. You sucked in a deep breath to try and settle your laughter but it rolled through you some more.

“I’m sorry!” you wheezed, trying to catch your breath. “It’s just this is exactly… what I have imagined so many times… if I was to ever come here… and for once it wasn’t me who caused the chaos!”

Sungjin couldn’t help but chuckle, though his was darker and pointedly aimed at Wonpil still sprawled on the floor. “You’re right. It wasn’t your fault at all, Y/N.”

“I have to admit when we prepared for tonight this wasn’t what I was expecting,” Jae announced and Brian moved to help Wonpil up.

“It looks like all your fears about Y/N and this place only ended up coming true by your hand instead.”

He was mortified, of course. Head lowered as he tried to calm down from the various emotions coursing throughout, Wonpil eventually cast his focus around the room. It was in a right state but for the most part, everything looked like it wasn’t broken.

And then he glanced in your direction, sighing heavily. More bravely than he expected, given the turn of events, you stepped over to his side and gave him a warm hug. “I loved everything about today.”

“I messed up just now.”

You tried to stifle another laugh. “Is it bad that I’m kind of relieved? After all this time, it’s always me causing calamity everywhere I go. We’ve been together for so long and it’s the first time I’ve been on the opposite side of things.”

“I’m glad it made you laugh.”

“Will everything be okay?” you asked of the other members as Brian checked over the amplifier behind Wonpil’s station.

“It should be. And if I remember correctly, you two have a dinner reservation to make.”

Wonpil sighed. “Maybe I should-”

“No,” you said firmly, taking his hand in yours. “Whatever else happens tonight is meant to occur. It’s our anniversary. Let’s shake up the town!”

“Not too much!” Jae pleaded as Wonpil’s smile slowly grew.

So maybe you were a little dangerous to be around, given how accidents followed you wherever you went. And now Wonpil was certain he couldn’t save you from them all. In fact, he could cause them himself too. Yet, your hand was in his and as you both fare-welled his band members, he realised that this was okay. You’d no doubt have many more accidents in the future to navigate together.

And a whole lot more to laugh about in the future whenever you thought over the crazy memories you made together.

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frickmeupkpop · 5 years

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Coffee Queen

A/N: Shout out to @jakjacq for reminding this old woman how to internet and link posts. Thank you so much I really appreciate it, you’ve saved me. Anyone with feedback, comments, wanna just talk, drop me a message. I’m nice.

THIS IS PART 4.

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 |

Day6/YoungK

Reader/YoungK fic

Author: actual-chaotic-mess

Prompt: I work as a barista in a coffee shop you frequent and I tried to make a leaf design on your coffee but it ended being a dick instead

Summary: Working in a coffee shop, Kang Younghyun often visits at the end of your shift. You try to draw a cute leaf on the top of his coffee one day, but it ends up looking a little off, and not at all what you planned. He likes it anyway.

Part 4.

The drive home had been interesting to say the least. Younghyun was a good driver, but he weaved through the traffic more and faster than you would have liked, you’d gripped onto the handle on the door so tight your knuckles were white and your hand was stiff when he pulled up outside your apartment building.

You expected him to wait in the car, watch you get into the building, except that is not what happened. He came around to your door and opened it. He insisted on walking you directly to your door, so he could be sure you definitely made it home safely. It was his responsibility he’d said, something, that again, had made you laugh. You were your own problem. You weren’t a child. You let him take you anyway, warning him to be quiet because the staircase echoed, he nodded. The pair of you trotted your way quietly up the six flights of stairs, before arriving at your apartment. You thanked him and put your key to the door.

It swung open and you looked on in shock as your parents stood in the gaping doorway, glancing between Younghyun and yourself. Your father’s brow creased and your mother gasped, covering her mouth. You knew your father had plenty to say, his face had started turning red. You held up a hand in an attempt to stop him before he started, but it was too late.

“So, this is what has kept you out so late?” Your father spat his demand. “This is where you go every single day? To be with this... boy?” He continued. Your mouth worked, attempting to make words, though only the occasional sound or squeak escaped your lips. Your mother was still frozen in her horrified state. You looked to her for help, to no avail. You didn’t know how to continue from this. You didn’t know how to explain that it wasn’t what he thought. Your father was a stubborn man, whatever he thought was happening is what it was, and no amount of arguing would tell him it wasn’t how it seemed.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” To your surprise, Kang Younghyun had folded himself in a ninety-degree angle. “I am in a band, we order coffee from your daughter at the end of her shift every time, she brings them to us. We asked her to stay for a while, time passed faster than we anticipated. I intended for her to be home a lot earlier than this.” His explanation was rational, but your fathers face turned purple. He was furious.

“What?” His tone had gone from demanding to sceptical and livid. “Listen, boy. My daughter works hard every day in that coffee shop. Every single day, what gives you the right to demand a delivery when the shop doesn’t even offer the service?” You sighed. Your mother had melted her stance and taken your father by the arm, trying to lead him inside. You pushed him backwards too, he continued to berate Younghyun, even though you had tried to explain that even though you’d stayed longer than planned, Younghyun had made sure you got home safely, even to the point of driving you home and walking you to your door.

He wasn’t having any of it. He didn’t care. You were a respectable young woman and didn’t need the likes of this hooligan having you out at all hours of the night. You attempted to usher your father into the apartment so that he wasn’t yelling in the hallway and disturbing the neighbours further, but he refused, he wasn’t done. You turned to Younghyun, who was accepting his fate, receiving his lecture as though he deserved it. Your mother eventually managed to pull your father back into the apartment and you stood in the doorway, looking at a sullen Younghyun.

“Sorry.” You both said at the same time, which caused you both to look at each other in shock and confusion. “Why are you sorry?” You asked in unison. You waved your hand at him to continue.

“For asking you to come to the practices, to bring us coffee at the end of your shift. For not realising the time and getting you home earlier tonight. I really didn’t know the hour.” He told you and you laughed. A sound you didn’t expect to seep from yourself, obviously, nor did he, which only made a smile stretch across your face and a frown to etch itself into his brow deeply. “Why are you laughing?” He almost demanded of you.

“I’m laughing because that’s outrageous. My father yelled at you for getting me home safely, that’s not a nice thing to do, I apologise to you on his behalf. You needn’t be sorry for letting me have a life outside of work and family.” You told him. You felt your mother’s hand on your shoulder. She was softer than your father, certainly more accepting of all kinds of things. She wasn’t as set in her ways as your father. You smiled at her and she reached for Younghyun’s hand, taking it in her own.

“I’m terribly sorry for my husband’s behaviour. He gets a little upset when it comes to our daughter. She’s his pride and joy, I’m sure you’ll understand should you have a daughter of your own.” She said patting the back of his hand with her other hand. “Perhaps, he would not have gotten so agitated had we met at a more... reasonable hour.” She added looking mildly thoughtful. It took you a moment to realise your mother thought he was a boy you were interested in, but when it clicked, your mouth began to form a protest, once again, but you were too slow, Younghyun was already bowing his head and saying he was sorry, yet again, to which you tilted your head in confusion.

“Really, Ma’am, I didn’t mean to keep her at the practice room so long. We - the boys and I - really enjoy your daughter’s company, we were just talking, about the plan for the band, some songs that someone had written. She’s really smart and she has good input on how we perceive things, it’s really helpful, and she’s really fun.” He told your mother, still bowing his head. Your mother rubbed the back of his hand a little before patting it again. She told him to go home now, that she was sorry again for her husband’s tirade. That he should give it a few days before he comes around again, and to do so at a respectable hour.

“Mother, he’s not going to be coming around again, he wasn’t staying today. He was dropping me off because it’s late,” You insisted, though she only rested her hand calmly on your shoulder. She said she understood. She was young once too. She didn’t mind. You are an adult now. You stared at her, deflated. How could your parents have it so wrong? It’s not like you were going to date Younghyun. You were friends. You weren’t even attracted to him... Were you?

Getting showered and ready for bed happened in a haze. You were too busy asking yourself questions. Did you like Younghyun? Of course, he was great. He was fun to be around, making you smile. He was sweet, kind and caring. He even brought you home in the car just because it was cold and late, took a lecture from your father for doing so. Of course, you liked him. That was very admirable behaviour. Perhaps the question was phrased wrong. Did you like Younghyun in a love interest kind of way? Excellent question. You didn’t think you did. Though, you realised you’d started to feel calmer and happier when you saw his face. The troubles of the day seemed irrelevant. He made you feel happy and comfortable and you really enjoyed his company. But did that mean you liked him? You weren’t sure.

You stood at the side of your bed, staring at it. It had reached four o’clock in the morning and you weren’t sure if it was even worth going to bed at this point. Still, you climbed in under the covers, and hugged your pillow, your head still reeling. You had the day off tomorrow, yet you’d forgotten to tell the boys. You yawned, loudly, and stretched out your limbs before curling in on yourself. There was only one thing for it. You’d have to pay more attention to how you felt.

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lookastarlightnight-blog · 6 years

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Will you take my problems?

Admin Ummie Words - 3k Characters - You, Jae (Day6) Genre - Fluff/ Soulmate AU (slightly) Warning - a little cursing and drinking

I honestly think this fanfic sucks but hopefully you guys don’t think so lol. The Soulmate idea I had is where all of your problems go away when you’re with your soulmate.. corny ik

You finally leave work which feels like you’ve been there for 5 years. You didn’t sleep well the night before because they had you work late. But luckily, you’re working at a café which means you can sip all of the coffee you want.

You walk out of work with a small cup of hazel nut coffee, you take small sips letting the warmth of the coffee make your whole body slightly hot. The steam from your coffee hits your glasses and makes them get a little foggy. You stand outside of your job while the wind hits you and makes the hair from your ponytail slightly hit your face. But the fall wind makes hits your face making you scrunch your eyes. You look down the street and see your best friend Katie run up to you yelling.

“Y/N! You have to come with me! My favorite band is playing and I don’t want to go alone”

You’ve known Katie for 4 years and she’s always excited and kind of loud. Her happiness makes you happy and her smile is contagious. She’s one of the most positive people you’ve met. You two moved in together about 2 months ago and it’s been great so far. You look at her and smile still taking a few small sips of coffee.

“Katie. Please stop yelling, I just got out of work and what band?”

“oh sorry!” She takes a few breaths and continues talking “I told you about them like a thousand times. Day6 remember?”

You look at her and remember how many times she talked about that group, a local band that she loves. They don’t play shows often but she always talks about the bass player.

“I remember, when are they playing?”

“Tonight at 6! Please come with me!” She looks at you with puppy dog eyes and sticks out her bottom lip. You look at her and roll your eyes and say “Fine, it’s really last minute but I’ll go”

-You arrive back at your apartment -

You throw on a warm outfit and put a few curls in your hair. You don’t put a lot of makeup on and you throw a pair of black heel boots on as well.

“Y/N... Are you ready?” You roll your eyes and yell back “Um... Yeah. Just need my bag.” Katie gets excited and brings you to the venue. You get inside and instantly look over at the bar and think about how good some vodka or wine would sound right about now

“Katie, I’m getting a drink. I’ll be right back” You walk over to the bar and yell to the bartender, “Can I have a watermelon vodka?”

You sit down at the bar and see a guy with light blue hair and circle framed glasses. He has a long peach shirt and black ripped jeans. He looks over at you and smiles. Of course, you smile back. You look over at him again and see he’s looking at you so you move over to a seat closer to him. He looks surprised as his eyes get wide and his face gets a little pink.

“Hi, I’m Y/N. What are you doing here tonight?”

He looks flustered as he says “I’m Jae... I’m just with my friends. What about you?”

“My friend Katie dragged me here to see a band play so I just need a drink to deal with all of the people bumping into me”

The bartender hands you your drink and Jae say’s...

“I’ll pay for it”

“O-oh no, you don’t have to. It’s fine”

Jae hands the bartender the money and continues to talk

“Have you heard the band playing here before?” You take a sip of your drink and say “I’ve heard a few songs by them... Have you?”

He smirks and says “Yeah I’ve heard a few”

You see his friend run up to him “Jae we gotta go”

“oh, already? It was nice meeting you Y/N”

“it was nice meeting you too Jae”

Jae and his friend walk away and Katie runs up to you. “Y/N do you know who you just talked to?” You sip more of your drink and turn around to her and say “Yeah... a guy named Jae, he got me a drink. Seems like a nice guy, why?”

“He’s the lead guitarist in the group”

You look confused but you see Jae on stage with his friend and a few other people. You grab your drink and walk to the stage with Katie. Jae sees you and smiles lightly, his band member speaks up.

You look at him and smile a little bit while shaking your head.

“We’re going to play our song called ‘You were beautiful’ hope you all enjoy”

They start playing and you can’t help but move to the beat, you didn’t think Jae could sing like that. You didn’t think he’d be in the band at all. Now you see why Katie always talked about them. You and Katie dance together which makes Jae smile a little bit.

-After the show-

Jae walks over to you with a smile on his face saying “Did you like the set?” You chuckle and say “Yeah, you were amazing. I didn’t know you could sing like that.”

“haha I guess I'm alright”

As you talk you look over and see Katie talking to the bass player that she whined about earlier. She runs over to you and you look at Jae

“Um Jae, I’ll be right back”

He nods and Katie whispers to you

“Y/N I’m going to a party with the group... are you coming?”

Your eyes widen as you look at her “Probably not”

The bass player walks over to you both and asks Katie if she’s ready. She leaves and you stand there feeling way more uncomfortable than you did before. She knows you hate being alone in places with a lot of people especially people you don’t know. You feel alone and like you can’t breathe. You try to force a smile and pull yourself together.

Jae walks back to you and taps your shoulder

“Hey, I forgot to ask but I wanted to know if you wanna come to a party the band is having. It’ll be fun”

“Sure... that sounds cool”

He grabs his guitar and walks back to you, putting his hand lightly on your waist which makes you almost jump but you calm down quickly. It feels nice being with him but it’s also a little scary. As you reach his car you freeze because you haven’t been in a car with a stranger before and you obviously don’t want to be killed.

“Are you okay Y/N?”

“U-um yeah... I just haven’t been in a car with a stranger before”

“Ah well I promise I won’t hurt you”

You give him a small smile, weirdly enough you decide to believe him as he opens the car door for you and puts his guitar in the back seat. You put your seatbelt on and hold on close to the car door. He gets in, puts his seatbelt on and starts the car but you’re watching everything he does. He notices you looking nervous and decides to play some music hoping it will calm you down.

As he drives, he looks at you to make sure you’re okay. He tries to give small talk in order to make you comfortable.

“Um... Jae, I’m sorry I’m being so quiet”

“No need to apologize. I totally understand, being in a car with a stranger is scary”

Hearing him say that made you feel a little better. For some odd reason... you trusted him even though that sounds incredibly stupid. You believed he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.

-About 10 minutes later you arrive -

“Oh, we’re here” Jae stops the car and unbuckles his seatbelt. You do the same and wait for him to get his guitar before going inside even though there are a lot of people outside anyways. As you step inside of his house you see tons of people from the show and some people that you don't know. You see Katie with the bass player again. Jae notices that you look upset and asks "What’s wrong?"

"huh? oh nothing..."

Except you were upset at the fact that Katie left you for some guy that she didn't even know. You kind of felt betrayed. You wanted to just go up to her and slap her but you didn’t.

Jae leans in close to you and whispers to you

"We call him YoungK or Brian. You think he's handsome?" You look at Jae then look back at his friend “not my type" You say that while tapping his shoulder a little bit, Jae's face gets pink as he smiles

Katie looks over and sees you talking to Jae and she runs over to you "Um excuse me can I borrow her real quick?" You look at Jae and say "I'll be right back... okay?" Jae nods to you and you walk with Katie to the porch for a minute.

- Porch -

"What?"

"I just wanted to check on you and see if you're okay"

"Katie... you left me at a concert with people I didn't fucking know. I got in a car with a stranger, thankfully he didn't fucking kill me and you know how I am in places with a lot of people when I’m alone. You left me for some guy you didn’t know... but I’m okay”

Katie looks down then looks back up and looks upset

“I’m sorry... I know I fucked up, I just like him a lot. I know that was horrible of me to do”

“just don’t do it again. I was terrified in the car with him. But he seems nice”

Katie smiles widely

“He’s really sweet... Jae seems nice too”

You chuckle and say “He is”

“I’ll come find you when I’m ready to leave, okay?”

“sure”

You two hug and walk back into the house. Katie walks back to YoungK and you walk back to Jae. Jae sees you and smiles.

“Hey, everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s good now. Just a small argument”

Jae grabs your hand and you both squeeze through the crowd of people. He brings you upstairs as you look confused wondering where he’s bringing you. He brings you to his room and you look around.

“Why’d you bring me up here?”

Jae turns around and smiles quickly as he reaches in his drawer for a bag of candy and gets two drinks from his mini fridge

“It’s too loud downstairs... it’s almost impossible to even talk to you”

“Fair enough”

He hands you the bag of candy and drinks and sits down on his bed “You can sit down”

You slowly walk to his bed and sit down beside him making sure to keep some space in between you two. You turn your head to look at him but quickly turn to look away again.

“How long have you been a group?”

“Since 2015. The rest of the group wants to tour, but I’m more interested in just playing here for now”

“Makes sense. It could be really overwhelming”

You two sit there for about 2 hours talking about nothing. Jae offers to bring you home since Katie messaged you saying someone else is bringing her.

As you reach outside of your apartment, you sit in the car for a few minutes longer.

“Thank you for bringing me home”

“no problem. I had fun hanging out with you tonight”

“I did too...” Jae looks down and you can tell that he wants to tell you something. He speaks up and says “Can I have your number? So, we can make plans to hangout again...”

You chuckle and put your number in is phone

“text me when you get back home”

“I will... can I walk you to the door? I know I probably shouldn’t be asking haha.” The fact that he seems more nervous than you are makes you really happy. You find it extremely cute. You both get out of the car and walk to your door. He stands there with his hands in his pockets.

“thank you for walking me to the door. That was actually really sweet”

“You’re welcome.” You stand there together for a moment and look at each other. You want him to kiss you and weirdly enough you think it’s about to happen as he leans in. You nervously close your eyes and try to prepare yourself. You feel his arms wrap around you and you open your eyes and they begin to flutter. You have a confused look on your face.

“Thanks again for bringing me home Jae”

“No problem, I’ll text you when I get back home” You nod as you watch him get into his car and drive off. You turn around and go to Katies room to talk to her. “Katie?”

“COME IN” You walk in and sit on her bed covering your face asking “Am I stupid?”

“huh? No! Why?” You look down with your head in your hands and say “I thought Jae was going to kiss me, he leaned in and made it seem like it was going to happen. Or I could’ve just been overanalyzing the entire situation. A hug is better than nothing... right?”

Katie scoots closer to you “What happened?” You pick your head up and say “I was outside with Jae since he brought me back and I totally thought he was going to kiss me”

“but he didn’t?”

You say “no” and look down and pucker your lips while scrunching up your nose. Katie puts her hand on your shoulder and says “Y/N... I was talking to YoungK and he told me that Jae gets nervous a lot. Especially if he’s interested in someone, he doesn’t like to rush things. So be patient.”

“okay, thanks. Wait... why were you guys talking about us?”

Katie chuckles as she says “He asked me if I knew anything about the two of you so I wanted to ask what kind of person he was. Didn’t want you to talk to a fuck boy”

“haha thank you”

As you two talk you feel your phone vibrate and you look at it. You see a number with no name, the text says “Hey Y/N, I’m home. Thanks for hanging out with me tonight.” You look at it and smile. Katie leans over to peak at the phone and she smiles too.

You pretty much end up talking to Jae for the rest of the night. He asks you to hangout on Friday and you sit there holding the phone to your chest trying to decide what you wanted to do. “Yes”. Pretty much meaning you’ll barely sleep for the week because you’re going to be busy worrying about when you’ll see him again. On Friday you get up early because you two originally planned to get coffee. You get dressed and wait downstairs for him to show up. Katie comes downstairs and sees you sitting there.

“Y/N... what the fuck are you doing? It’s 9 in the morning”

“Good Morning to you too. I’m getting coffee with Jae. He’s coming to get me”

Katie smiles and says “Really? Aw that’s cute. Have fun okay? Don’t overthink things... and don’t freak out. Do you have your medicine?”

“Okay and yes. I have it with me” You hear the doorbell ring and you look back at Katie “I’ll text you.” You walk out and Jae looks at you with a big smile on your face “Good Morning Y/N” You smile and say “Good Morning”

He hugs you tight and you feel okay enough to not let him go. He holds your hand and walks you to the car, opens your door and closes it for you. He gets inside and asks “How did you sleep?”

You look at him and say “I didn’t sleep that well actually so I’m glad we’re getting coffee. How did you sleep?”

He says “I didn’t sleep that well either... I was too nervous about seeing you today”

“aw really?” Hearing him say that makes your face hot and you smile to yourself trying not to let him see. “Yeah... there’s something about you that makes me really happy”

-You get to the café and he has you sit down-

“What do you want?”

You sit there for a second and think “Um... French Vanilla swirl with 3 sugars and creamer”

“Gotcha”

-As he walks to the counter and pays for the drinks you look at him and smile. You look in your bag and see Katie message you “Stay Positive <3”. You put your phone back and look at your pills. You put your bag back down. A few minutes later Jae walks back with the coffee-

“Thank you!” You take your coffee and sniff it letting the warmth of it hit your nose. Jae chuckles and says “You’re welcome... You look really pretty today” You look up at him slightly embarrassed and say “Really? Thank you. I didn’t get to put a lot of makeup on”

Jae looks at his coffee and says “you don’t need makeup” Those four words make butterflies fly around your stomach like crazy. Just four words and you feel like you can melt. He can just look at you and you feel like you’ll just give in to him.

“Thank you. Um did Brian say anything about Katie?”

“I actually think he likes her... he won’t stop talking about her. Katie this Katie that. He drives me crazy”

“haha I think she likes him too. She said she had fun with him last night” You pull up enough courage and ask “Is this a date?”

Jae stops sipping his iced Americano and looks down “I would like it to be.” You look at him and say “then I guess it’s a date.” Even though you asked, you got nervous, just the word ‘date’ made you nervous. You didn’t want to mess it up. You start to twirl your fingers under the table. Jae looks at you and smiles while saying “Don’t be nervous.” He takes your hand and holds it.

You look back at him and smile shyly. Jae takes a bite of the cake you both ordered and then says “I wanna take you somewhere” You look at him with a confused look and ask “now?” He chuckles and says “yeah.” You get in the car and he drives, you look out of the window and try to see where he’s taking you.

30 minutes later you get to a place that’s kind of like a mountain. You look around and see all of the trees and leaves changing color, hearing the leaves rustle as the wind hits them. The wind touches your cheeks which sends a chill through your body. You see all around New York which makes you smile, normally you would be terrified but being with Jae makes you not scared. You feel safe.

Jae walks over to you and places his hand on your waist and asks “do you like it?” You can’t stop looking around and say “I love it. It’s so pretty.” You look at Jae and see he’s already looking at you but he looks away quickly before you can say anything.

“Oh Y/N are you cold?” You keep looking at the view and ask “huh? Oh, a little bit”

Jae takes off his Jacket and holds it open for you to put your arms in. You can’t stop smiling because of how sweet he is. You put it on and say “Wait but now you’ll be cold”

“nah, I have another jacket in the car”

“Jae... normally I’d feel nervous being here. Being this high up and seeing everything like a giant would and possibly imagining the worst thing could happen but being with you makes it hard for me to be scared”

The reason you had the medicine is for your anxiety. It’s been horrible since you were young and it makes things really hard for you... Just being outside makes things hard for you. But whenever you talk to Jae, you feel like you can just be happy and not worry anymore.

Jae takes your hand and squeezes it “That’s how I feel about you too. When I’m with you I feel like I’m always happy.” Jae stands right in front of you and cups your cheeks and leans in to kiss you as the wind is blowing. You don’t feel cold, you feel warm. His lips pressing against yours makes your entire body feel warm. When he stops kissing you, you lightly bite your bottom lip and he kisses your forehead.

He holds your hand as you look at the view “You know how they say all of your problems will be gone when you find who you’re supposed to be with?” You look at him and say “yeah, I hear everyone talk about that”

He looks straight ahead while asking “what if you’re the one I’m supposed to be with?” You look at him and see his hair moving from the wind, you see his eyelashes curling around each other and the light pink tint the wind make on his cheeks. You see how his jawline is shaped and the way his hair goes slightly into his eyes. You see the way his few pieces of facial hair are growing in. You look at him and smile to yourself and say “Then you’d have to be my boyfriend.”

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