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Part 1: The Ravenclaw

Starring: Huang Renjun

Mood: “I never thought I could detest someone so much, until the day I realized I was falling in love with you.”

Warnings: Smut, Some Angst, Renjun and Mc get stuck in a classroom together. Some fluff as well.

MINORS DO NOT READ!!!!

Words: 8k

Enjoy:)

The class had begun as normal as it could. Everyone would walk into the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and pull out their textbooks like you would on any other day. Yeri, your best friend, would always sit beside you. Robe draped down to her ankles and smile on her face.

Your professor would begin the class like normal. Greeting everyone then beginning with the lesson.

All would be normal except for the fact you had just woken up hungover from the night before. It was your first day back at Hogwarts. The night before was spent celebrating the beginning of your final year. A party held by a Gryffindor who had just completed their seventh year.

You and Yeri went to the party. She had returned you to the Gryffindor common room. She returned to the Slytherin dorms. Jeno found you asleep on the couch. He brought you to your bed. He didn’t stick around to watch you walk up. He assumed you’d be angrier to see him than annoyed at the pound in your head.

You had made friends with Yeri during your fourth year. Another reason for you and Jeno to fight.

He didn’t mind your Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff friends. He couldn’t stand the fact she was a Slytherin. You didn’t care, she was kinder to you than him.

Renjun had arrived early to class expecting to see you. When you weren’t there he raised his brow. He assumed you were just running late. He let out a sigh. You were never late. Never in your entire life were you ever late to class.

Your professor had noticed as well sending Renjun of all the students to find you. Annoyed and confused as to why he was selected he did what he was told to. Fifteen minutes into class and you were still missing. Jeno didn’t seem to be fazed. He questioned why for a moment. He brushed off the thought of leaving the classroom to find you.

Surely if he discovered you he’d use it against you in some way. Whatever way it benefited him. Maybe a perfect attendance award? Or a failing grade on your end. It didn’t matter to him if you were sick or sad. He could care less. He just wanted to rub it in.

He ventured off to the Gryffindor common rooms where he found you. Unfinished makeup on your face and slippers on instead of sneakers. You were rushing, moving so quickly that you dropped one of your textbooks. Renjun watched in awe. If he had his phone he’d take a picture to look back at how pathetic you looked later on.

“A sight like this is just the kick I need to make my morning all the more pleasant,” he said a smirk on his lips. He tapped his foot on the carpet.

You’d recognize his bitter voice anywhere. You looked up from the floor. Textbook in your hand. You huffed. “Why are you here?” You asked distasteful. He let his arms fall from his chest. He walked over to a table. He wiped off some dust flicking it away.

“I wanted to see where you were,” he said small chuckle leaving his lips.

You raised a brow. “Why? To spy on me?” You asked.

He shrugged. “Maybe. I was curious to see why you were so late,” he said standing up straight smiling forming on his lips. His eyes flicked up and down reading you. “Now I know why,” he said his brow cocking upwards.

“So? Why does it matter to you why I’m late?” You bit back.

“Because I have a reputation to uphold. You’re the only one who can match it,” he said. Your lips formed an O as you nodded your head sarcastically. Your arm crossed over your textbook holding it close. Your hand maneuvered around as you spoke.

“And what kind of reputation is that? Because if you need me to and I can go around and tell people you’re just a bitchless coward,” you said smirk on your lips. Renjun’s confidence flattened. His lips formed a tight line. He let out an angry shudder.

“Look Y/L I have no more time for your idiotic jokes. I was sent by our professor to find you and I have not found much,” he said eyeing you one last time before he stepped out of the common room and into the hallway. You rolled your eyes finally grabbing the rest of your things to head to class.

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“I can provide extra credit for you,” your professor said disappointed due to your absence. You sighed not having any excuse for your lack of responsibility. Class always comes first if you truly want to leave. You just nodded taking the assignment from his hands.

As you turned around Renjun was already behind you. Your face shifts from regret to irritation. He wore the same expression as yours on his face. He shook his head hair swaying from side to side. Face full of disgust.

“Excuse me,” he said.

“Excuse me. I can not get past if you are standing in the wall like a useless statue,” you said back. He gawked at you as you brushed past him. Pushing him slightly to the side. He watched jaw slightly hung as you walked away.

Your professor just chuckled at the sight.

As you walked out of the classroom you felt someone bump hard into your shoulder. You turned to address them. "Watch where you're going," you spat. The guy who pushed past you had turned around two boys in black robes and green ties beside him like security. He turned scoffing out a smirk.

Of course, it was Jaemin.

"Maybe you shouldn't stand in the middle of the hallway," he tried to correct. "I left the classroom and you pushed me you asshole. Next time maybe watch where you're going," you argued. Jaemin chuckled the boys beside him mimicking him. You felt the top of your lip raise in disgust. They were mocking you.

Deciding to not deal with the Slytherin boys you turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" called Jaemin. You kept walking ignoring his calls. He quickened his past proud smirk on his lips. He watched your feet pick up their pace. He enjoyed being the reason you ran away so quickly. You turned the corner into the courtyard walking to the fountain where you and Jeno used to sit together. You placed your bag on the grass.

Once you were seated you pulled out a book, Spells textbook. Thinking you'd lost Jaemin you opened the first chapter in relief until he sat beside you.

You jumped startled by how quick he was. Your shock turned quickly into irritation. "What do you want?" you asked over him and his games. He smiled, "I want you Y/n," he said softly. He looked you into your eyes. You scoffed turning away and moving an inch away from him. He followed keeping space between you too but an inch closer.

"Relax Y/n not like that," he said. "Although that would make you happy right? Make that first year inside your dreams come true?" he teased. His eyebrow raised and his head tilted in your direction. If you were closer to him it would fall on your shoulder.

You sighed pushing his head away with two of your fingers. "You repulse me Na Jaemin. From first year to now. I have never and will never have any interest in you. Understand?" you said back smirk forming on your lips. It was your turn to be proud. He sat back shaking off your words. He shrugged, "Whatever. I was only going to ask to be my partner for the Spells project," he said standing up and dusting off his expensive robe.

You shook your head. You crossed one leg over the other. "And what do you think my answer would have been?" you said back in the form of a question. Your arm hung over your crossed leg. Pencil dangling between your fingers. Jaemin just nodded off standing up.

You sent him a forced, painful-looking smile. "Always a pleasure Jaemin," you said.

Jaemin brushed you off sending the same smile as he walked off.

As Jaemin walked off you reopened your book. Flipping to the chapter you had just closed. You were about to begin reading before you looked up. Just across from you standing on the wet grass was Jeno. Standing, a bag hung over his shoulder and a few friends around him. One of the girls he was talking with, was the same girl he kissed the night of the Yule Ball.

You didn't know the girl well. You had shared classes together. Jeno had always seemed to take a liking to her. She was pretty. Big eyes, plumped lips, a round face. Her hair fell to her shoulders and her skin glowed even in the gloomy afternoon.

You were about to turn away beginning on your extra credit when Jeno's eyes met yours. He froze for a moment. Then he was puzzled. His smile had faded from his lips and he stood swaying unsure whether or not to approach you or not. His friends remained talking, laughing with one another. Jeno looked away then back at you. Your book remained open still on your lap. He let out a sigh ready to walk your way, even if you left.

However, an angry brown-haired boy with glasses came charging your way. Jeno adjusted his bag on his shoulder, biting his lip as he looked away laughing at whatever joke his friend said. You turned to the boy marching your way. Brows furrowed and eyes beaming at you. You huffed closing the book in your lap. You were getting nothing done sitting outside.

You went to stand placing your bag on the ground and onto your shoulder. But Renjun stopped. He blocked your way. "Wait a minute," he said placing a hand in front of you. It ghosted over your body motioning you to stop. You let out a huff already annoyed. "What?" you asked.

"I had no clue you needed extra credit. Are you failing?" he asked rather loud. Some people nearby sent glances your way. You shushed him grabbing him by the arm. You pulled him into the hallway just outside the courtyard. Most students were in the library or courtyard by this point.

"What is the matter with you? You asked him. "How do you even know about the extra credit?' you asked. He shrugged your arm off him readjusting his glasses. "I saw it in your hand," he said like it was obvious.

"So?" you asked. "What do you want to know why I'm, failing," you whispered the last part.

"I snapped through the professor's assignments. What happened?" he asked.

"You checked my grades?" you asked raising a brow. You shook your head furiously. "Why would you do that?" you asked confused. He huffed crossing his arms over his chest. He leaned his weight to his side. "Because if you fail then who do I compete with?" he asked. He pulled out a piece of paper from his bag. "I have the same assignment," he said holding the white paper up to you. You peaked at seeing it was the same.

"I can help you," he said.

"I don't need your help," you said. He rolled his eyes. You were being difficult to him. "Besides, why would you even want to help me?" you asked. "Because you're the only one here who can keep up with me," he said. He reached out grabbing the assignment from your hands. He looked down examining it, only reading your name.

He sighed licking his lips. His eyes flicked from the paper to yours, disappointed. You ripped the paper from his hands walking away from him. You'd just go to the Gryffindor common room to finish.

The next day came just as quickly as the day before. You spent the night moving from place to place. Trying to find the perfect place to finish the stupid assignment you just couldn't seem to finish. You attempted to finish in the common room. You sat by the fireplace pencil tapping on your paper for a few hours when Jeno and his friends walked in.

His arm hung around the girl who's skinned glowed in the fire. A few more of his friends stumbled in, drunk. They laughed loudly and he brought the girl upstairs. You ignored them focusing instead on your work.

You moved spaces again sitting by the large window in the tower. You looked out towards the sky, the bright moon illuminating where you sat inside. You tried again to start the assignment but to no avail. You ended up falling asleep.

By the next morning, you had completed the extra credit but rather quickly. Rushed scribbles are written down and the paper remains inside the Defense Agasint the Dark Arts textbook. You rushed to class trying to beat the clock.

A large crowd of students rushed down the hall pushing and shoving one another. You tried to push your way through the crowd which ended up getting you shoved so hard into another person you fell onto the ground. That person fell as well. You ignored them reaching out to grab your textbook that had fallen. Pages spread throughout the ground. You whinced in pain but didn't bother with the pain. Instead, you got up dusting yourself off.

You stood up look straight ahead eyes meeting with Jaemin. He smirked making his way through the crowd to you. Not wanting to deal with him you walked into an empty classroom. You closed the door behind you. You didn't notice someone else was in the room. Not until the creak of the door caught his attention.

"No Y/n don't let the door!" he shouted from his seat. He waved his hand motioning to the closing door. You rushed to close it but he shut right in front of you. You turned frustrated and ready to apologize until you saw Renjun.

He ran to the door grabbing onto the knob. Furiously he turned it hoping maybe it would open. It did not and he thumped his forehead on the door. He let out a sigh pulling out his wand. He whispered a spell to open the door, he turned the knob again but to no avail. He walked off back to the desk he was sitting at flipping through his textbook.

"That spell should have worked," he said annoyed. You sneered turning away and pulling out your wand. Throughout your years here you had saved several spells, storing them in your brain. You waved your wand the same spell Renjun said but the door remained locked. You tried a few different spells you had learned but nothing unlocked the door.

"Do not bother anymore," Renjun said. You turned to him. His temple is in between his finger and head facing downwards. "Someone placed a spell on the door. Whoever did it doesn't want us to get out until they say," he said. He let out another huff. Fixing his body just to walk to the empty seat behind his desk. He sat down flipping through pages of his book before settling into the pages.

You annoyed walked over to the much larger desk sitting on top of it.

Renjun watched through the top of his glasses. He disgustedly looked away deciding to ignore the ill manners you seemed to have grown into. You had caught his eye roll.

"Is there an issue?" you asked. His shoulders rose and fell. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said eyes still trained on the book in front of him. "I saw you roll your eyes," you commented. He shrugged. "So? I'm allowed to have such poor manners. Seeing yours have left," he said.

"Excuse me?" you asked. "How would you like me to sit?" you asked. "Like this?" you said in the form of a question. You stood up standing behind the desk and onto the professor's chair. You sat with legs crossed and hands placed on the desk, nicely. Renjun chewed the inside of his mouth. "I do not care how you sit Y/n. I'm just trying to pass the time by," he said.

You turned away from him swinging side to side in the chair. Your professor was going to be so mad. This wasn't the first time you were late to class this year. You were already failing you didn't want to add any more absences to your record. You sighed twirling your wand around in your fingers. You pouted your lips as you played with the wand. Hopefully, someone would open the door soon.

Ten minutes had passed and you were even more bored than you were before. You looked around the room for something to do. Renjun was still reading his book. You sighed loud enough to make Renjun flick his eyes on you.

Are you trying to get his attention? You were already locked in a room with him wasn't that enough? He checked his watch seeing how much time had passed. You decided he'd just ignore you turning back to his book.

A smirk formed on your lips. You picked up your wand waving it to his book. You lifted the book from the desk. Renjun was startled at first but quickly tried to get it back the higher it floated into the air. You brought the book your way placing it in your hands.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," You read out loud. Your lips made a frown as you went through the pages. Interestingly enough some of the pages caught your eye. "You're reading ahead?" you asked him. He now stood in front of the desk trying to get the book back. "I always read ahead. I've already read this book," he said.

"How?" you asked.

"My parents kept theirs. I read it when I was a kid," he said. His words for the first time interested you. "They told you?" you asked. Renjun believing his life to be normal nodded confused at your question. "Did yours not?" he asked finally giving up on the book. You shook your head. "My parents told me the day I got the letter," you said.

Renjun sighed seeing beat look on your face. He assumed even if he got his book back he'd be able to do no reading. "Have your parents always been that way?" he asked fixing his glasses. You shook your head. The book is still in your hands. You flipped through the pages. All pages you hadn't read yet. "That was the only time they kept something like that from me," you said.

"Is that why you're failing?" he asked unable to hold back his questions. You sent him a glare. He raised his hand and placed it on his chest. "I apologize. I'm just a bit curious as to why you've been slacking," he said. He adjusted his body to face more of you. He placed one of his hands on the desk and spoke with the other.

"This may be overstepping but I would like to know," he said. You scoffed. "Why? To throw it in my face?" you asked. He shook his head.

"I fear our years of bickering is making me harder to understand," he said his head bowing down for a moment. You peeked at his face. He seemed genuine about his concerns. You checked the clock in the room. You still had a lot of time left before any class would end. You looked back at Renjun.

"I'm failing because I'd rather fail than pretend to be something I'm not," you confessed. Renjun shifted paying attention to your every word. "My whole life I've done what my parents said. I followed every rule they made. When I got to Hogwarts it was the same thing. I had to be perfect, and on top of being perfect, I had a reputation to uphold," you continued.

"My mother was one of the greatest witches during her time at Hogwarts. One of the many Gryffindor witches who helped Harry defeat Voldemort," you said pretending to be amazed. Your smile began to fade and your hands began to fall. "And since no evil Slytherin is lurking in the halls. All I have is to be smart. I just wanted more for myself. There's more out there for me, I just don't know where to begin," you said exhausted. Renjun understood you completely.

Your words spoke directly to him. His mind went straight to his parents. His whole life was controlled by the plan his parents had created for him. He felt bad for you as much as he pitied himself. He understood you and felt a sudden warmth in his chest when he realized he wasn't alone.

"My parents are the same," Renjun spoke after a pause between your conversation. You looked over at him giving him your attention. "They've had my entire life has been planned out for me since the moment I was born," he said. You raised your brows leaning back a bit but didn't speak. Seems like he had things worse than you did.

"They've trained me since I was a young boy. They even had a robe made for me in the most expensive cloth they could find, " He scoffed with a sarcastic laugh. He shook his head in disbelief at his parent's choices. "My happiness has never mattered to them. I've never had a friend or been to a party. I've never had a crush or skipped a class. If I so much as dirited my shirt my parents would show great disappointment in me," he said without breath.

He let out a sigh. Not wanting to burden you with his rant. "I just want to say I understand you. Y/n," he called your name at the end. Your eyes were already looking into his.

"The fights we have shared are the only interactions I hope for each morning I rise," he confessed and it broke you. The guilt that flooded your body and mind weighed you down below the surface. Your mouth felt dry and your eyes burned. Renjun a sad lonely boy with social issues was someone who you treated so poorly. He read the worry on your face.

"Do not be upset. I have not been the kindest to you. On that train, I overheard you and Jeno. I wanted to be your friend. The book on frogs you were reading, I had read to," he said with a soft smile. "I went to introduce myself but I remembered what my parents told me," he said.

"No friends, no girls, no parties. Just focus on your studies and you will succeed," his father's words echoed in his head even now. But right now in this moment they no longer mattered to him. His lips scrunched up not realizing his confession would make you feel as guilty as you felt.

"I'm sorry," is all you could utter from your lips. You shook your head playing with the fabric of your black robe. You raised your head looking into his eyes tears forming and some falling. "I'm sorry," you said quickly wiping them away. Renjun was somewhat startled. He had never seen you sad before. He always saw you focused or annoyed. Sometimes from afar, he'd see you happy. But he'd never seen you sad, let alone cry.

He traveled behind the desk placing a hand on your shoulder. He gently patted your shoulder. "Y/n I did not mean to upset you. I just wanted you to know that I've never felt alone with you. Even if you hate me," he said. You sniffled slightly embarrassed you were crying. You moved away a little a slight nod. "I don't hate you," you said shaking your head.

"I'm jealous," you said wiping your nose. Renjun was taken aback. His eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat at your sudden confession. How could anyone be jealous of him? He never knew anyone long enough to be his friend or his enemy. His only ever enemy was you. But to be jealous of him? If anything he envied you.

"Jealous?" He questioned. He shook his head confused. "Jealous of me?" he asked a scoff leaving his lips. You sent him a look feeling like he was making fun of you. You nodded, "You're smarter than me," you said.

He scoffed out a laugh. "Me?" he asked pointing to himself. "Surely I am better equipped when it comes to Spells but Y/n do you not here what people say about you?" he asked raising a brow surprised expression still on his face. You looked back at him confused. "People talk?" you asked. He nodded as if you should have known.

"Throughout the halls, they talk about how perfect you are. Everywhere you go you are loved. They even place bets between us to see which one will score higher on an exam and almost every time most students bet on you," he spoke. He paused for a moment.

He let out a sigh. "You may not have seen it but as someone who sits alone a lot and just watches. I've seen how much you are adored," he said attempting to make you feel better. "So it is I who is jealous of you," he said. You turned up looking him in his eyes. He smiled already looking down into yours. The two of you paused for a moment looking into each other's eyes.

You lifted your hand to him extending it. He flicked his eyes to your hand. "Friends?" you asked. He stared for a moment. Thinking and accepting the fact he finally had a friend. He smiled with a nod of his hand shaking it. "Friends," he said back. The smile on your lips began to fade. His thumb rubbed across the back of your hand. You two stood that way him holding onto your hand.

He began to lean in closer. You didn't move away. His eyes flicked from your eyes to your lips, then back to you. Your eyes began to flutter shut when the door opened. Renjun stopped but remained holding your hand. He turned your hand over cupping it in his. Your professor stood at the door.

"Well done. You both passed the extra credit," he said. His words didn't even register in your head. To be lost in the moment. The tension is high between the two of you.

Renjun turned to the professor. Your hand began to slip from his causing him to quickly turn around and face you. "If you need my help, a tutor," he said, tilting his head lightly. "Let me know," he said pulling away. He packed his things sending you one last galance before he left. You fixed your posture waking from your trance. You gathered your things, barely sending your professor a galance still trying to figure out what happened.

A few days had passed since you were locked in a classroom with Renjun. You didn't speak much to him. You did, however, pay more attention to the whispers in the library. Students gossip with one another. You were studying when you heard whispers not too far from where you sat in the Study Hall. You looked at the pair of students at the long table three seats down from you.

Two-sixths years looking in your direction. They turned away once you had caught them staring. They whispered to each other again. You pulled out your wand. Hiding it in the sleeve of your robe. You used a spell to hear them better.

"I heard she's falling behind," the girl whispered to the brown-haired boy beside her. He glanced at you. He turned back to the girl shaking his head.

"There's no way. She's got the highest exam scores in the entire school," he said back. The girl pursed her lips and shook her head.

"I bet one galleon Renjun passes her by the end of the week," she whispered back. They snickered and you sighed. You stood up slamming your study book closed. They both jumped with cheeky expressions on their faces turning quickly into alarm. You picked up your bag throwing it over your shoulder. You made your way to leave both of them turning away.

Before you completely walked out you stopped closing turning to them bending to their level. "Next time I'd watch what you'd say. You never know who's listening," you said wand appearing slowly from your sleeve. The two now frightened scrambled their things and left in a rush. You smirked to yourself. Your arms proudly crossed over your chest. You were about to walk away until you were met with Jeno.

This was the first time you had seen him in here, well, it was the first time you had ever seen him in here alone. He was frowning hand holding onto to leather shoulder bag. "Y/n that wasn't right. I've never heard you threaten anyone with magic before," he said disappointed. You scoff the proud smirk on your lips wearing off and turning into displeasure.

"Get over it," you said pushing past him. He quickly grabbed onto your arm. You yanked it away sending him an uncomfortable, disgusted glare. You marched off outside the Study Hall. The doors behind you had reopened. Now you were pissed. You walked off through the halls heading to cut through the rather empty courtyard.

You could hear his footsteps catching up to yours. He grabbed onto your arm again stopping to hold you still. You turned to him, annoyed, yanking him away again. "What?" you asked distasteful.

He sighed adjusting his bag. "That didn't sound like you back there. I was just concerned," he frowned.

You wore a sarcastically shocked expression on your face. "Oh? Like you've been for the last two years?" you asked a higher pitch in your voice. He huffed, Jeno believed he was being a good friend. He just couldn't get why you hadn't gotten over the whole situation already. He wasn't even dating that girl and if he was why did you even care? He never dated you.

"Look, I'm just a bit worried. I've overheard some things about you failing. Is that true?" he asked brows furrowing worriedly. You sighed irritated. "What I did in the Study Hall doesn't concern you nor do any of my life decisions. All of that stopped being of any worry to you when you ditched me to hang out with your new friends," you said. Jeno went to speak but you had peered over his shoulder. Seeing Renjun had just walked into the courtyard.

You held up your hand to him pausing his words. "Excuse me my friend is here," you said walking past him and straight to Renjun. Growing smile on your lips. Leaving Jeno's words to fall flat.

Renjun was bending down placing his bag by the fountain when you approached him. He looked up eyes squinted from the gloomy sun. Once he spotted you he smiled. He rose dusting off his hands. "Y/n hello to what do I owe this pleasure?" he asked taken back a bit. He had felt the slight tension between the two of you in class. You assumed you'd keep your distance.

You took a few steps to him. Hands holding the textbook in front of you. You felt nervous, like you had in your first year the first time you approached Jaemin. Only this time Renjun looked happy to see you. His smile made the nerves in your stomach calm a bit.

"We're friends right?" you cocked a brow a smile forming on your lips. "I need a favor from you," you said. He sat down on the edge of the fountain. You moved some of your robe to the side sitting down beside him. "What is it?" he asked turning his face to yours.

"I need you to help me study," you said rather quickly. He widened his eyes. He scoffed out a low laugh trying to hide his shocked expression. The shock came more from you asking him. He assumed, like other things, you would return to ignoring him. He felt his inside spark knowing you'd be with him, together.

He nodded, "I can help you. What time is good for you?" he asked.

"I have a free period tomorrow and late nights," you responded. He smiled with a small nod. "Okay," he said. It seemed easier to talk to him now ever since the classroom. The more you thought about it the pitty you felt for him had started to change. He told you he was lonely and you had avoided him. But it wasn't because you still held onto the bent-up frustrations towards him.

The relationship starting between the two of you as friends wasn't harmful or bad for you. It was the lingering feeling that there was something more. And that made you question the friendship you two hadn't even begun yet.

The time you spent studying with Renjun went well. He showed up on time almost every day at eleven o'clock during your shared free period. When he wasn't studying with you in the study hall you spent time sneaking him into the common rooms. When other Gryffindor students arrived you'd hide and finish in the tower.

Tonight was one of those nights.

You had both snuck off to the Tower sitting on the steps by the open window. You both ran quickly up the stairs both dressed comfortably. Renjun's style was what you assumed it would appear like, at least his nightwear.

Matching silk navy blue pajama set. The set was about one and fifty dollars in the muggle world where it was purchased. Your sleepwear is just a pair of charcoal sweats and a white T-shirt. You both giggled running up the stairs in slippers. You finally rested on the steps Renjun following behind. Your laughter died down both of you staring into each other's eyes.

He cleared his throat lifting the Potions textbook. "Let's continue," he said handing you yours. You had taken off without it. Leaving it in front of the fireplace when two Gryffindor seventh years walked in. You thanked him for reopening the page you were both on.

He reloads the information from the textbooks. Something about Veritaserum.

You, bored, looked over at the window. The gentle midnight breeze danced on your skin. You looked towards the bright moon in the sky. Renjun noticing he was the only one talking looked up at you. His eyes followed the direction of your body. He looked up small smile forming on his lips. Of course, you had gotten distracted. He wasn't mad at you for it. He had expected it.

You tended to get distracted easily. In your first study session, you watched a butterfly fly from flower to flower. You did it most times out of boredom.

"Renjun it's the moon pretty," you commented eyes smiling. He scoffed out a small smirk eyes looking at the moon. They shifted to you and with a gentle nod he spoke. "Yeah, it's beautiful," he said. You finally turned to him. Cheeks cool from the gentle breeze. Your eyes meet Renjun's, who we're already facing yours. You tilted your head touching your chest lightly.

"Me or the moon?" you asked light-heartedly. You meant it more as a joke, just to tease him. You didn't expect an answer. Instead for him just to brush you off. He smiled softly eyes full of stars.

"You," he spoke.

You felt your cheeks warm up. You didn't expect a response. And you didn't think he'd respond like that. He continued his long trance in your eyes. You felt like he could see every inch of you. Inside and out of your body. He wasn't just looking at your face but your mind, and soul. He was seeing you. Renjun always believed you to be beautiful. Since the moment he saw you on that train during your first year, he had fallen in love.

Another reason he had for hating you. You hated him and he loved you. It would never work.

Until now. Now he had hope.

Stunned written on your features he broke from his haze. He blinked a few then turned back to the textbook. Reality had settled in. You didn't feel the same way. The look on your face said it all. He sighed trying to refocus on the study session.

"We should go over" he began turning to you as he spoke. Words cut short as you held onto the side of his face pulling him closer to you. Soon the tension built between you two exploded when your lips met his. Renjun, awaiting this moment, felt he had been dreaming. He pulled away just to glance at your face. Both your chests heaving. He read no regret on your face. Neither did you on his.

You gripped onto his shirt pulling him closer to your body lips clashing together again. Renjun's hands slipped down from your cheek to your waist pulling you closer to his body. You could the heat between the two of you rise blocking out the midnight breeze you had felt before. You lifted one of your legs over his waist. Renjun gripped onto your hips adjusting you closer and chasing your lips.

You moan on his lips. Your sounds went straight from his head to his cock. Your touches set his body on fire. He dragged your wiats forward placing your throbbing pussy over his clothed dick. Through the silken pants and your sweats, you could feel him. He dragged you again releasing a moan from both of your lips.

Then Renjun woke from the spell you had him under and remembered they were on the stairs. He paused for a moment brows furrowed. Pulling away before things could escalate. You placed your hand placed on his chest. "What is it?" you asked worriedly. "Are you okay?" you followed with. He nodded but didn't speak. You chuckled, "What is it then? Are you a virgin?" you playfully teased. He shook his head. "What?" he asked. He shook his head again hands still gripped onto your waist tightly. "I'm not," he responded.

That shocked you but you kept it to yourself.

"I just remembered were on the steps of the Tower. Anyone can see," he said. You looked behind you seeing how exposed you both were. You chewed on your lip. You turned back to him with a shrug. "I don't care if you don't," you said back. His eyes widened for a moment. The idea went straight to his cock. He scoffed out a lazy smile. He barely used half his brain when you were speaking to him. Suggesting to continue anyway without a care.

He pictured someone finding the two of you. Maybe even Jeno would walk out and see him fucking you on the steps of the Tower and there was nothing he could do about it. The idea sparked a fire in him. Besides, if someone unwanted did appear he'd use a spell to get rid of them.

He turned your cheek pulling you back into a kiss. He finally had you. He wasn't going to let some roaming student ruin things for you both. You grind on his fully hard cock. Lifting your shirt over your head. He did the same throwing it off to the side somewhere in the dark. He smiled into your eyes. You took his hand gliding it down your exposed body running his hand over your exposed nipples. You haven't been wearing a bra. Renjun had noticed but kept quiet.

"Touch me Jun," you whined. The nickname pulled him further in. When you called for him like that he wanted to give you everything. He leaned forward lips engulfing your nipple. Your head fell back mouth open. You let out quiet moans continuing to grind on his cock. He rutted his hips upwards into yours. The other hand comes up to massage the other breast.

"Fuck," he cursed. You pooled in your panties. You could feel a gush of wetness release from your hole hearing his curse. He rarely ever did and hearing his voice, deeper and raspy spitting filthy curses from his mouth fucked you.

He pulled away aching to return to your plush lips. You kissed featherly before pulling away to take off your pants. Sliding the fabric down your legs. He did the same tossing them to the side. You slid down your panties, slowly, watching his eyes follow them to the ground and then back to taking in your exposed body.

You stepped forward bringing his hand up and allowing him to touch you. Curious hands found their way between your legs. You spread them for him feeling his fingers collect your wetness, coaxing his fingers. He felt lost. Lost in the feeling. Between your lips and pussy he felt loose. He felt like right now he could do anything.

He rubbed circles around your clit. You tried your best to conceal your moans. He used his other hand to bring you closer. Becoming the same hand to hold you steady as his tongue inched closer to your burning pussy. He opened his both using the fingers that abused your clit to spread you open. His tongue met your slit. Licking up your juices. Your hand reached his dark locks. Gripping tightly on his hair. He groaned into your pussy at the taste.

"So sweet," he slurred chin already covered. Glistening in the moonlight. He circled your clit with his thick tongue. Looking up with big eyes into yours. Watching below as he attacked your clit engulfing it between his lips sucking and licking hard. You moaned head falling back. His other hand holding you still preventing you from falling or moving away from him.

You felt yourself get closer and closer to release. He could feel it too. He moved faster on your clit. The other hand reaches up to circle the outside of your tight hole before sliding in. You felt a rush of heat flow throughout your body. He groaned deeply from the grip you had on his hair. Controlling his head, using his mouth to get off. It fucked with his mind. Drinking up every inch of you.

Renjun bringing you close to the high you craved. Sweat glides down your body touching his forehead. Sweat stuck to his dark locks sticking to his forehead. His arms hand tightened getting tired but he didn't care. He continued desperately trying to get you to release. The sounds that slipped from your lips made him forget.

"Fuck Renjun I'm gonna cum," you whined. You spilled into his mouth and he hand't waiting. Continuing to suck you dry. You pulled away when it became too much. He laid back a bit on the cool steps. The air cooled his body. Eyes glued to your glowing skin. He bit his lip drinking in your body. You had done the same with him. Renjun was so pretty. There were no other words for it. You wanted to ruin him. Ruin his pretty hair and lips. His pretty clothes and body. You leaned down pulling his boxers down.

Cock springing out hard and red. He wasn't too thick but he was long. You bit your lip. You touched him, gently. You couldn't help it. It was cock was pretty too. He moaned at your touch bottom lip between his teeth.

He stood up pushing your hand away. "If you keep doing that I'll cum. I don't want to cum on your hand," he said with pleaded eyes. You let go. He stood up walking and leaning you against the wall. Back touching the cold surface. Your eyes focused on his wrapping your arms around his neck. He held onto your wiats sending you a gentle tap. You jumped at the motion wrapping your legs around his. Your cunt touching his dick. You both moaned at the feeling.

Without missing a beat Renjun gripped his dick aligning it with your entrance. "Wait," he spoke. You raised a brow confused and out of breath. "What?" you asked. He placed you back down. He walked over to his bag pulling out a condom. "Do you want me to wear one?" he asked. You nodded with a smile. He smiled back placing it on his cock. He made his way back to you. This time lifting you and sitting you by the window. He spread your legs apart pussy on full display and bright from the moon.

It was dangerous but you didn't care.

He could see every outline and drip of wetness that fell from your hole. He bit onto his lip, hard. He took in your entire body. He could have sworn you were sculpted by the Gods themselves. He hadn't even realized he was starting to touch his dick until you started to close your legs slowly. He blinked slowly his movements. He held onto your knees spreading you apart again.

"Don't be shy," he spoke softly just above a whisper. "The Gods themselves would envy you. Envy the beauty they've given to you," he spoke genuinely taken away by your beauty and not just from your body. You felt like you were going to explode. No one had ever made you feel so beautiful, so seen.

He leaned down placing a gentle kiss on your lips. He started to slip in. Inching himself inside you causing you to pull away. Lips inches away from each other. You let out a breath as he slipped himself inside you.

"Fuck," you both groaned once he rested inside you. He waited for a moment. Then you tapped his shoulder. "Please move," you begged. He started his pace slow. Hands roaming around your body and you found their way to his back. Pulling him closer to you pulling him deeper into your cunt. He sat back hands gripped onto your waist slowly moving his cock inside you.

"Rejun," you called through whines. He looked up at you. "Yea?" he asked.

"Please move faster you don't have to be gentle," you responded.

He nodded picking up his pace. He fucked into you faster and hangs gripped on your waist. Teeth gritting as he pounded into you. Your head fell back moans releasing into the night. He picked your head up moving it to look at you. Forcing your eyes to open.

"Watch," he said deeply eyes dark. He was going to give you what you wanted. You felt him quicken his speed staring deeply into your eyes. You could see the passion in his dark eyes. His eyes memorized the moment. You did the same. Looking down see where his dick disappeared inside you. You moaned loudly squeezing around his dick.

"Fuck baby you feel so good," he moaned. He whined feeling you squeeze him again. He leaned forward whimpering inside your ear but kept his fast pace. He is close to cumming. He didn't want to cum yet, not without you. He brought his hand between your legs rubbing circles around your clit bringing it closer to your edge.

You felt your stomach tighten. The slurping sound was loud between you two. Bodys smacking into one another echoed throughout the Gryffindor halls. The moon began to fall behind you. A peak of the sun is soon to replace it.

"Fuck Jun I'm so close," you moaned watching his arms flexing as he rubbed hard around your clit matching the pace of his cock. "Me too baby," he groaned releasing into the condom. He watched your pussy drip cum spilling from your hole and down his shaft. His mouth fell open watching your juices squish along the outside of his cock. He slowly pulled out taking off the cum quickly. He leaned forward before you could stand.

He held onto your waist. Spreading your legs himself. He lunged forward cleaning you up.

Once you felt overstimulated you pushed his head away. You chuckled lightly looking down at him. Hair tossed around and lips puffy, and burned. The cheeks and tips of his ears flushed red. Chest covered red and pink. You hadn't even seen the scratch marks on his back yet.

Still pussy drunk he slowly stood up grabbing his wand. He waved it and whispered a spell. The Tower is clean like you had found it. Clothes on both of you and feeling refreshed. The spell cleaning you up perfectly. It felt like you had just stepped out of the shower. You smiled but your smile faded when you noticed the sun. You heard the rustling of students. Wasting no time you both ran out of the tower. He gave you one last glance as you ran into your room to change.

He hoped this wasn't the last time. He walked off quickly back to the Ravenclaw dorms.

You quickly got ready, running to class. You had seen Renjun in class but when you went to sit beside him Jeno had taken the seat. He had never sat there before. Let alone anywhere near Renjun. He found him extremely annoying.

You quickly scanned his face seeing he was upset. You sighed looking away from him and at Renjun with a frown. Confused he wore one too. You turned away and saw the only seat left was beside Jaemin.

You rolled your eyes and walked to the empty seat. Him already glad to have you there. You sat beside him sending him a dirty look at his pathetic smirk. The only thing that caught your eye was when your professor handed you your exam face up. You looked down seeing you had passed.

"Welcome back nerd," Renjun whispered too as he walked past your desk. You smiled at him and the paper proudly holding it in your hands.

To Be Continued...

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Hogwarts Dreams at Night

Part 1: An Owl Appears

Warnings: None

MINORS DO NOT READ!!

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At eleven years old you sat by the bay window in your living room. You tapped boredly on the glass watching as two raindrops raced to the bottom. Your head resting on your palm. You sighed the right raindrop splashing onto the bottom of the window. It was another boring Sunday.

Your parents were out working. Your parents owned a flower shop in London. Your mother's dream was to have her own shop to grow and sell flowers. When an order came in for a bouquet of flowers for a wedding or Valentine's Day she always cheered. Your father followed her to London, his wish was to be with her, to always make her happy.

He did just that when they had you.

Now at eleven, you sat by the bay window waiting for them to come home. It was too wet and cold to play outside. All of your friends were home probably finishing their homework. You had completed your school work the day it was given and handed it in the same day.

You loved reading but you'd already read every book in your collection including your mother's, twice. So there was nothing left for you to do but sit and wait for them to return.

at three o'clock your parents were still out working. The nanny they left you with was asleep on the couch placed in front of the TV. The only thing that separated the two was a brown coffee table your father made.

At four o'clock you got hungry. You went into the kitchen and poured yourself a bowl of cereal, you hadn't learned how to use the stove yet but you were sure you could figure it out.

At five o'clock you laid on your bed reading again. An encyclopedia all about frogs. You had just learned about amphibians and reptiles in school. Just as you reached your favorite part, there was a tap on your window. You perked your head eyes zooming in the glass. A branch large enough to fit a bird's nest blew back and forth in the strong wind. You ignored it until you heard another tap. This time when you looked at the glass there was an owl. A white owl perched on the long branch a white envelope in its hand.

Curious you lifted from your bed leaving the book behind. You slowly walked to the window unable to wipe the smile from your lips. You'd never seen an owl so close before, let alone during this time of day. Maybe the owl was sick or perhaps blind? You thought seeing the sun barely peak over the dark clouds.

The owl shuffled side to side before it flew to the window tapping on it with its beak. You smiled eyes wide as you flicked the lock opening the window wide. The rain poured into your room landing on your white carpet. Soaking the fabric of your socks. The owl flew inside flying around your room. Creating chaos as it knocked down books and flew past your candle darkening the room. You held onto your head ducking to avoid its claws.

Once the envelope fell from its mouth and onto your bed it flew out the window. You quickly ran to shut it stopping the rain from coming inside and strong cold winds from hitting your face.

You let out a huff as you locked your window seeing the owl was gone. You turned back to your bed. The envelope sitting on the mattress. You walked over climbing onto the sheets and picking up the letter. You flipped it over seeing a red stamp holding the paper closed.

The front was addressed to you.

You had never received mail before. Well once before when your best friend Jeno invited you to his eleventh birthday party last Spring. But you had never received mail and didn't know what was inside. Nor were ever able to open up the envelopes you received anyway. When you receive your grades or tests your parents always open them.

You excitedly open the envelope pulling the folded cream colored paper out.

Dear Y/n

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

You held the letter in your hands eyes gliding across the page. "Hogwarts?" you thought out loud. Every time your eyes flashed over the words witch and wizard your heart skipped a beat. An owl had come to you and delivered a letter for a magic school. To any other child, it would spark a whole new world of imagination. An escape perhaps from your boredom.

But was it true? A school is full of magic. The keys at the front door caught your attention. Your parents were finally home. Maybe they could answer all your questions.

Your tiny feet ran down the stairs. Both your parents step inside removing their shoes. Confused expression on their faces when you ran to them. Normally they'd find you deep into a book or your studies. They usually found you reading a book about whatever animal you had learned about or a piece of ancient history.

You rarely ever ran to greet them. They didn't mind it. They understood the powers a good book can hold.

"Hello darling," your mother said bending down and kissing your forehead. She squinted her eyes at the letter in your hand. Your father noticed it too. "What do you have there?" he asked pointing at the letter. You held up the cream-colored brownish letter.

"A letter from a witch school," you said eyes glowing. Your mother gasped and your father scoffed. He looked over at the nanny who was now awake. He walked over to her, paying her and quickly ushering her out. Your mother took you into the living room. You sat down on the couch. You sat in the same spot the nanny once sat in. It was still warm.

Your father sat on your left. You still held the letter between your small fingers. Your mother walked in with a sigh. She wiped her hands on her pants as she sat down on your right. A small smile formed on her lips. "May I see the letter?" she asked. You handed it to her with a small nod, as well as the envelope.

She expanded the letter reading the rest.

First-year students will require:

Three sets of plain work robes (black)

One plain pointed hat (black) for daywear

One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings) Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags. COURSE BOOKS All students should have a copy of each of the following: The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble OTHER EQUIPMENT 1 wand 1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) 1 set of glass or crystal vials 1 telescope 1 set of brass scales Students may also bring an owl a cat OR a toad. PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

She nodded off chewing her lip. "Still the same," she said. She handed the letter off to your father.

He motioned her placing it down on the coffee table.

"What is it?" you asked the both of them. "What is Hogwarts?" you asked. Many questions flooded your mind. What did your mother mean by 'still the same'?

"Hogwarts is a school for wizards and witches," she said. You raised your bow confused. "But I'm not a witch or wizard," you responded. "They don't even exist," you said. Your mother chuckled. She gripped onto your hands looking deep into your eyes. Her warm smile calmed you. "There are many things that exist out there. Far beyond things you can imagine," she said. Your wide eyes and mind started to wonder. Surely your mother was either crazy or telling the truth.

You chose to believe she was telling the truth.

"So vampires exist?" you asked nervously. Your father chimed in. "Hogwarts isn't a school for creatures or monsters," he said touching your shoulder. You looked over at him with curious eyes. "It's a school for people like you," he said. You sat back his hand slipping off your shoulder. Your heart thumped skipping a beat. "For me?' you questioned. Your mother nodded.

"You're a witch Y/n," she said a hint of excitement in her voice.

"And a damn good one. Once they train you!" your father said charged. "Being that your mom was one of the best witches that ever existed," he said. Your mother looked away shly. While your parents egarly celebrated the letter you sat there on the brown couch still confused but intrigued.

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At 11 you had arrived at the train station. You stepped onto platform 9 3/4 after running through the wall of the station saying goodbye to your parents. You were pleased to discover Jeno had also received a letter in the mail awaiting his arrival at Hogwarts. You had both gone to the station together. You both sat beside each other on the train. Looking outside the window. Wandering eyes glowing as kids much older than you walked around looking as if they knew exactly where they were going.

Once everyone boarded you and Jeno sat back on the chairs of the train sitting right across from each other.

"My father told me of a sport called Quidditch. He said he used to play during his time at Hogwarts," Jeno began excitedly feet barely touching the floor of the train. They swung back and forth as he spoke. A proud smile on his lips.

"I'm thinking of trying out for the team," he said. You nodded mimicking his smile. "I'm sure you'll make it. You were our school's best football player," you said. Jeno went to speak but a smaller boy with glasses walked by. He looked into your cart eyeing the book beside you. He scoffed pointing at it.

"Frogs? Seriously? Are you nine?" he asked cocky smile on his lips. You looked over at the book and then at him with a shrug. "I like reading it. Why do you care?" you asked a scrunch in your nose in annoyance. He scoffed arms crossing over his chest. "Frogs are boring and slimy," he said stepping into your cart. He moved the book to the side but it ended up falling on the ground.

You went to get it but Jeno grabbed it for you. "Thank you," you said with a smile. Jeno smiled at you and sent the stranger a dirty look. There was a small beat of awkward silence.

"Are you two some sort of couple?" he asked. Both you and Jeno frowned facing morphing into disgust. You shook your head. "No. He's my best friend," you said. Jeno nodded, "Besides I have a girlfriend," he said. The boy with the glasses chuckled. "Relax," he said. He turned back to you. He opened the bag he held handing you a book.

"Read this instead. It's way more interesting than that boring book of yours," he said handing the brown old book to you. You dusted it off.

1,000 Magical Herbs and Fungi

You looked up seeing the boy still next to you. "Why are you still here?" you asked. He opened his mouth surprised. Then closed it. He opened it again to speak but didn't. Instead, he stood up readying to exit the cart. Before he could exit an older lady with a cart of sweets stopped in front of him. She offered him some but he refused shaking his hand.

Jeno's eyes twinkled at the sweets. He had only seen hundreds of different candies once in London at a sweet shop. He stood up pushing the boy to the side. He huffed dusting off his brown vest. He fixed his glasses.

"Excuse me," he said to the lady. She moved her cart to the side for him to exit. Once he stepped out he turned to you.

"Make sure you return that book!" he said with a point of his finger. You went to ask him his name but he walked away. You huffed sitting back into the seat. He reminded you of a girl in your class. Always acting like she knew more than you. She constantly reminded you when she scored higher than you did. Especially on days you missed class because you were fighting her friends behind the school for stealing your books and homework. Samantha hated you were smarter than her.

Jeno sat down across from you. Many different colored sweets in his hand. He offered you a bright pink cotton-shaped candy but you shook your head. He shrugged moving closer to the window eating his sweets and watching each tree pass by. You turned to the book, eyeing the book of frogs. Maybe if you were going to Hogwarts it was time to leave the children's books behind and start focusing on things you'd need to know.

Like magic plants and their purposes. You opened the book to the first page. You noticed the book came from a library. You scanned the list of names. The last and most recent name reading was Huang Renjun.

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At 11 years old you arrived at Hogwarts. At dusk, you traveled on a boat to reach the school. It was dark when you finally entered the school. You couldn't help but look and gawk at every piece of art, staircase, candle in the school. It was like something out of a storybook. The castle expanded the further you walked in. Feeling like the halls never ended.

You and the rest of the students were ushered into the dining hall. The tables quickly filled with kids just around your age. You stood close to Jeno. You both sat down at the same table. From where you sat you could see the kid from the train sitting beside a plumber boy with puffy pink lips. The two started talking becoming quick friends.

You looked away observing the rest of the room. Everything looked perfect, magical. Candles lit from the ceiling, floating over everyone. You could see stars from thousands of miles away. The table in front of you was filled with delicious full-course meals. The room was loud everyone excitedly getting to know one another and breathless taking in the large dining room.

You looked around the room eyes meeting with a brown-haired boy. He looked in your direction. Your eyes went big seeing him look back at you. A small smile formed on his lips. He waved at you. You raised your hand slowly waving back. Jeno leaned over your shoulder eyeing the direction you stared in. He zoomed in on the boy squinting his eyes. Once he realized you were making googly eyes to the boy he laughed.

You huffed rolling your eyes. "Ooo Y/n has a crush," he teased poking your shoulder repeatedly. You shrugged him off crossing your arms in front of you. "Shut up," you spat back annoyed. You looked away from him and at the new boy. He was laughing with a few boys next to him. Your hand rested on your palm eyes resting in his direction.

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You were 11 when the sorting hat placed you in Gryffindor just after it placed Jeno there. You happily went to Jeno's side. Happy to remain close to your best friend.

You were 11 when the sorting hat placed that strange annoying boy with the glasses into Ravenclaw.

You were 11 years old when the boy with the brown hair and pink lips who you discovered was named Na Jaemin was placed into Slytherin. Your mother warned you of Slytherin's. But at that moment you had forgotten and were just happy to be with your best friend.

You looked at each boy and back at the room with a smile. You were ready to begin this new journey of your life.

Little did you know that these three boys would create such chaos in your life.

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You were in your second year at Hogwarts. Just twelve years old when your professor had to pair up with another student for a project in your Spells class. You went to choose Jeno, but your professor stopped you.

"Y/n," he called while everyone else found their partners.

You approached his desk Jeno waiting for you at your shared desk. "Yes?" you asked. He flicked away an inch on his nose. He motioned to the other students in the room. "You're a smart girl. Jeno doesn't need your help. I'm going to pair you up with a different student," he said. You weren't too worried about finding another partner. In your first year, you and Jeno made a new group of friends.

Still didn't mean you didn't want to pick your partner like everyone else.

"Who?" you asked. He pointed at a boy behind you. You turned and any worry about who it might be left your mind. It was the same brown-haired boy from the dining hall. The one with the big eyes and wide smile. He was leaning on his desk talking to a few of his friends. His head fell back in laughter.

"Jaemin," he said. You smiled a part of you excited. This was your chance to talk to him, get close to him. However, you had never really talked to a boy you liked before. Not without Jeno in your ear teasing you. This time it would be normal.

You made your way to him, a pep in your step. You tapped him on his shoulder. His friends, all Slytherin, eyed you. Their laughter dying down including Jaemin's. He turned his head over his shoulder tongue poking the inside of his mouth.

"Can I help you?" he said rather rudely. You brushed it off. Ignoring his bothered tone. "We're partners on the Spells project," you said. He scoffed leaning his body to you. "No we're not," he said. His friends started to chuckle. You could feel your cheeks heating up. You bit the inside of your mouth. It was getting harder to dismiss his tone.

You let out a sigh. "Look I don't want to be your partner either. Let's just get the project over with and I'll never speak to you again," you said annoyed. His laughter died down. He raised a brow pretending to think. He tapped his finger on his chin and then snapped his two fingers together.

"How about you do the entire project on your own and never speak to me again?" he said in the form of a question, a wide grin on his face. Just as you went to speak a book went flying to his head. Everyone turned to see who did it. Jeno had his arms crossed over his chest suspiciously looking the other way. You chuckled looking back at Jaemin who rubbed the back of his head.

He was the shortest crush you'd ever have.

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In year three you and Huang Renjun began to compete. You spent most of your time studying. Jeno being on the Quidditch team allowed you that extra time alone to study. You'd sometimes see Renjun in the library studying. You'd send glares to each other muttering under your breath.

In the classes you shared you'd always make sure your hand was up before his to answer the question the professor asked. At one point many students placed bets to see which of them would score higher on an exam.

You won almost every time.

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By year four you and Jeno started to grow slightly distant. He was still always there for you and vice versa but things became more complicated when he started to become more curious about dating.

It seemed every week he had a new girl he liked. With a new girl in his life, he was crushing on.

You never paid too much attention to Jeno's dating life. Jeno for some reason loved to be involved in yours. You had a few crushes here and there but nothing ever too serious. He seemed to always want to know about them. If they were good enough for his best friend. If they treated you right.

But that's only for crushes he knew about. Most times he was playing Quidditch or with a girl.

You tended to focus more on your books anyway.

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By year five you had officially hated Na Jaemin.

Jaemin seemed to pick you as his next victim. He teased you, but in the way Jeno did. When Jeno annoyed you it was out of friendship love. You knew deep down Jeno was harmless. But Jaemin was completely different. The boy was nutritiously known for playing around with girls before they slept with them, and then ghosted them.

You were not going to be one of those girls.

Jeno never really liked Jaemin either. Ever since he dissed you in front of the entire class during year two. However, there was not much he could say or do. The two of you in the Gryffindor common room had shared a moment togther.

He kissed you in the middle of the night. You kissed him back. He then asked you to the Yule ball. You said yes and when the night approached you saw him with another girl, laughing and dancing together. Then you saw them kiss later that night. Jaemin who saw the whole thing happened left you alone.

You weren't together but it still hurt.

That night you had your first argument with Jeno. Jeno was tired of you ignoring him. He just wanted to know what he did wrong. You told him and he became even more upset by your reasoning. He tried to explain the girl was his friend and he only danced with her because Jaemin stood her up.

He said "One Dance. I danced with her once because she was upset about Jaemin," he said.

"You still kissed her," you'd fight back. Jeno stunned and with a chest full of pain would ask. "You saw that?" to which you have replied with.

"Are you more upset that you hurt my feelings or that you got caught?"

You stopped being friends with him after that. It was too weird.

Renjun didn't bother you much during this time. You still competed but in silence.

Jaemin loved the fact you weren't friends anymore. It meant he could talk to you without Jeno getting in the way.

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By year six you had gotten a boyfriend named Jaehyun. He was older than you and a Gryffindor as well. He was also captain of the Quidditch team. Jaehyun was a great guy. He treated you with respect and was very kind to you.

Jaemin and Jeno both didn't like him.

Jaemin still wouldn't leave you alone. Using magic to distract you during class.

Renjun became somewhat of your friend. He'd talk to you in the halls but it was really only to gloat about his accomplishments in and outside of Hogwarts. Any chance he got he would approach you. Reminding you that not only did he have rich parents but that he was smarter than you.

That same day would be the first time you got in serious trouble.

In the library, you used a spell to erase all his notes from year one to six. He failed his exam because of you. Your professors were disappointed. Word got out of what you did. Some people said you cheated. Others said he deserved it.

All you remember is that it made you feel good.

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Now you'd start year seven. Much older and mature now. You and Jaehyun had broken up due to distance. You and Jeno were still not friends, Jaemin still enjoyed bothering you, and Renjun still hated you.

You still cared about Hogwarts, deeply. But not in the same way you had felt during year one. The same spark you had felt in the beginning began to fade. You started to imagine a world outside of Witchcraft. Maybe a normal job like your mom?

She was a witch and owned a flower shop in the muggle world. Maybe you could do something like that too.

So you thought.

To Be Continued...

Hope you enjoy my new series, Hogwarts Dreams at Night.

I'm excited for you all to read it!

See you soon ;)

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Hogwarts Dreams at Night

Intro:

Part 1: An Owl Appears

New Nct Dream Series Starring,

Huang Renjun- The Ravenclaw.

-Huang Renjun is one of the smartest students in all of Hogwarts. He's aced every exam and test. He's absolutely beloved by his teachers and students can't decide if their jealousy is from hate or desire to be as smart as him. However, Renjun had always been head-to-head with you. Both of you taking any chance to turn in even an optional extra credit assignment and an opportunity to compete. But one day on your way to your Defense Against the Dark Art class you both get stuck inside a classroom and are forced to work out your differences. Making Renjun realize he shouldn't have been competing with you but for you.

Here Now!!: Part one: The Ravenclaw

Posted: 03/ 30/2024

Na Jaemin- The Slytherin

-Na Jaemin is a quidditch player but unlike Jeno, he could care less about the sport. He only played because his father forced him to. Jaemin would much rather spend his time in the library, but not curled up with a good book or studying for his Spells class. He'd rather fuck some pretty Hufflepuff behind the bookcases and maybe even get caught. However, when you are paired with him to work on a project in your spells class he sees the chase for you as a challenge and he'd do anything to piss Jeno off.

Coming Soon

Lee Jeno - The Gryffindor

-Lee Jeno captain of the Quidditch Gryffindor team. Had always had everything in life handed to him. His father was a beloved Gryffindor and Jeno wishes to follow in his footsteps. He was loved for his bravery, honor, loyalty, and boldness like a true Gryffindor. However, everyone has a weakness. His recklessness, self-righteousness, short tempers, and desire to have you are what make him lose you. After countless arguments, your friendship falls apart and breaks his heart. But he'd never tell you. Until one day you rip it right out of him.

Coming Soon

AHHH okay. I'm so excited to write this series, you have no clue. I've always wanted to do something Harry Potter and it's finally happening.

This will be a 5 part series.

I played around with the idea a lot. Adding in members and taking some out. Changing the plot based on which members I wanted. But I knew one way or another Jaemin as a Slytherin had to be created. Then I thought I should write about a chase. Which one will Y/n choose?

Then I had to figure out who would be the other man. I knew I wanted him to be Gryffindor it was just deciding which one would be a Gryffindor. Originally it would be Jaehyun but then I changed it since I've written so much about him already. Then my mind went to Jeno and I knew I had to write about him.

Now Renjun came so quick. I just had to make him a Ravenclaw.

I wanted to write the entire 00 line but I physically could not make Haechan a Hufflepuff. So I promise he will be mentioned all of the Dreamies will be but the main 3 will be Jeno, Jaemin, and Renjun.

I hope you all enjoy this series.

See you soon:)

Happy Reading :)

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🎀Pretty Pink Lips 🎀

Sum short because I love Jaemin.

Warnings: None.

Fluffy, very Fluffy. Suggestive at the end.

Minors do not read!

Words: 600

He chuckled eyelashes dusting his cheeks for a brief moment. You pulled your hand back unable to hold back your giggles blush brush still in your hand. His laughter died down and he finally remained still. You brought the brush back to his cheeks patting the light pink color into his skin.

“If you don’t stop I’ll put bows in your hair,” you teased holding the brush back. Jaemin chuckled unable to wipe the smile from his pink lips. “I wouldn’t mind,” he said softly.

You were inches from his face. He let his eyes close finding it difficult to look at your face. Earlier when you had applied the mascara to his lashes he couldn’t help but in every pause of a moment look at you.

And not just look into your eyes and gaze at the small twinkle but look at you. Every inch of your face. You hadn’t realized it yet but when Jaemin looked at you his gaze was so intense it was like he could see your soul.

You had caught him starring just now punching his shoulder lightly to get his attention which made the two of you laugh. His head fell back and he almost lost balance but you caught him.

Jaemin never questioned the relationship you two had. Happy to remain by your side as your friend even if that meant supporting the other men you brought into your lives. Since the two of you met he had been there for your heartaches and collected your tears in his t-shirts. He was happy to be your best friend.

But with you sitting on your bed and in between his legs he felt the question burning up inside him. You were so close to him. He could smell the faint smell of your perfume. At certain points even you moved even closer to his face he could hear your steady breaths.

He smiled with his eyes still shut thinking of you and what would happened if he just opened his eyes and asked you that question.

You patted his shoulder. “You don’t have to close your eyes anymore. That was just for the eye stuff,” you said with a smile. Jaemin gently lifted his lashes from his cheeks. Eyes peeling open and looking deeply into yours.

There was that look again. You thought. You ignored it picking up a baby pink lipgloss. You opened the tupe showing him with your own to part his lips. Jaemin always had pretty lips. Naturally pink and plumped the gloss did nothing but enhance the beauty of his lips. You showed him again with your own to rub them together. He did.

He waited for you to do something else. He liked when you practice makeup on him. It made you happy and it gave him an excuse to be so close to you.

Unfortunately that would be the last step of your routine. But there it was again. He was looking deeply into your eyes. You gently pushed his chest. “Why are you starring at me?” You asked him. His eyes slightly heavy and mind clouded with your sweet perfume shook his head. “I don’t know,” he responded.

Trapped in a daze he still knew deep down you didn’t understand his feelings for you. You didn’t understand because you didn’t feel the same. So he thought.

You chuckled going to move away from him but the hand that pushed you up accidentally slipped on a loose mascara tupe. You feel forward onto his chest. The two of you chuckled so the shared laughter dying down when you realized how close you were to him. Your head resting on his firm chest. You could feel the warmth through his t-shirt. Your hand pressed against his skin feeling the curves of his stomach.

Jaemin gasped out a low chuckle. But you hadn’t laughed. Instead you gently pushed him back crawling up his chest. You placed your hand behind his neck fingers laced in his brown hair. Confused but refusing to protest your actions he rested on your pillow hands firmly placed at your waist.

“Y/n what are you doing?” He asked. “I see the way you look at me. I look at you that way to, accept I guess you never noticed,” you said with a flash between his lips and eyes.

“Really?” He asked genuinely surprised. It still didn’t answer his question but he couldn’t be to upset he never asked it. You nodded. “Accept while you were always looking at my eyes. I was looking at your lips,” you said hovering of his mouth before your lips met his. He pulled you close to him your chest laying in top of his.

You released from his mouth panting of his lips. Him doing the same. You smirked.

“Now so me what else those lips can do,” you said Just above a whisper looking deeply into his eyes flicking down to his pink glossy lips. The same gloss you could taste on your tongue remained smudged all over his lips.

I love him 🤧

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PART 10 the finale is finally here guys!!! I’m so excited to have finally posted this after working on it for weeks!

Here is the link to Part 10 finale- The Frat Boy pt2

Thank you all so much for sticking around until the end.

Enjoy!

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Part 10 Finale- The Frat Boy pt2

Starring: Johnny Suh & Park Jisung

Summary: When it all comes crashing down. Who can we really trust?

Warnings: Smut, Oral (F.m and M receiving), Fingering, Angst especially in the beginning, Y/n gets slapped, Fluff towards the end, Mentions of Prison and arranged marriage.

MINORS DO NOT READ +18

Words:18k

Can't believe it's the end.

Enjoy:)

"I thought I could trust you?" you cried.

He shrugged. "You should have paid more attention," he smirked signing his name on the contract. Taking everything from you.

Five days later

"Tell me the truth," your father said to Johnny who calmly sipped his tea. Johnny normally hated tea. He hated how it burned his tongue. As a kid his mother made him drink green tea when he was sick. To help calm his throat. Tea calmed him. He needed the tea when he spoke to your father.

He placed the glass in front of him. Onto the small white plate painted with lilies. Your father's tea is untouched and steaming across from him. Your father also hated tea. He always drank it to calm his throat, however, he always let it sit for too long and it drew cold quickly. He despised the bitter taste.

Johnny shook his head with a smile. "You've seen the video," he said.

Your father remained unamused causing Johnny to sigh. He placed one of his legs over the other causing a deeper crease into the leather couch. "I won't deny the facts. The video is clear, but I don't think we believe the same thing," he said. Your father raised a brow biting the small of the inside of his lip. "How so?" he asked.

"Y/n came onto me. She wanted to sleep with me. She also once upon a time said she wanted to be recorded. I was just fulfilling a fantasy her boyfriend couldn't," he said nonchalantly. Your father shifted uncomfortable but still not convinced.

"You're lying," he said. Johnny his shook head quickly swaying his finger.

"No sir. Don't forget who your daughter is," he said with a small smirk. "Remember before Jaehyun she had a certain habit of bouncing from man to man. Even a few of my friends have had a piece of her," he said. Your father gritted his teeth, fingertips gripping so hard into the leather touch that his nails ripped it. Johnny whined at the sight.

"I just bought that couch," he said annoyed under his breath. Your father stood up lunging forward grabbing hold of Johnny's collar inches away from his face. His nostrils flared, steam escaping through his ears.

"Tell me why I should rip you apart limb from limb right now?" he said in the form of a question in his fit of rage. Johnny stared into his dark eyes. He grabbed onto the top of your father's hand. "So your get plan is to kill me? Seems easier than what your daughter hand in mind for me," he spat. Your father squinted his eyes confused.

"What are you talking about? She doesn't know I'm here right now," he said frustrated gripping on tighter to Johnny's suit collar. Johnny chuckled smirk fading and a full smile with teeth appearing on his lips. "You don't know?" he asked a laugh breathing out his lips.

Your father didn't respond. He stood back lifting Johnny off the couch and throwing the man to the side onto the carpet. Johnny hit his head, not hard enough to crack but hard enough to bruise. "Don't test me, Johnny. I'm not afraid to kill you," he said chest rising up and down.

Johnny held onto his head checking for blood. He coughed out a scoff. "We both know you're not above murder sir. But we also know right now, you won't kill me," he said lifting himself from the floor and stumbling a little. Once he caught his balance he dusted himself off.

"Because you can't. I'm too important to you and your business," he said with a prideful smirk. Your father felt a rise of heat flush through his body. Sweat quickly formed on his neck and his eyes still. He took a few steps back from Johnny remembering the long meeting from yesterday. Johnny stepped closer to your father.

Hands in his pockets and smirking forming on his lips. "After all didn't the papers you gave Y/n to sign fake? Doesn't your business belong to me?" He said inches from your father cool air leaving his lips. He scoffed a light chuckle before he turned his back walking to his desk, a desk once owned by your father. He pulled his chair out and sat down. He readjusted his tie checking himself in the small mirror next to him.

Once he finished he turned to your father motioning to the empty seat in front of the desk. "I believe we have a meeting," he said. "That's what you called me here for, right?" he asked with a smile. Your father still hopeful to defend you walked to the empty seat, swallowing his pride as he sat down.

"There's nothing left to discuss," your father said. "I only want what's best for my daughter," he said through a disappointed sigh.

Johnny's finger tapped on the desk before he lightly smacked it down with an idea. The side smile on his lips, lips pursed. "Their meeting isn't over," he said. Your father lifted his head back up slowly. Johnny sat in his chair, the large window behind him overlooking the city. Expensive suit paired with a gold watch on his wrist. A small piece of evidence of a bruise on his hairline.

"What is this meeting about?" he asked. Johnny chuckled, "Your daughter. Remember?" he asked handing him a piece of paper. Your father picked it up reading the lines written down and printed. A marriage contract in his hands.

"You remember your promise right? I marry her I get the company," he said. Your father placed it on the table. Johnny reached over handing him his favorite black pen. He lent it to your father. Your father reached for it but Johnny pulled it back.

"Wait," he said.

"What?" your father asked.

"I still haven't proven myself innocent," he said looking off into the distance before he turned back to your father. He laid his hands on the table comfortably tea long forgotten. "I haven't told you what your daughter's been doing to me and my friends," he said. Your father raised a brow lost but assumed whatever Johnny had to say would be of interest to him.

"It all started when she and my dear friend Si Cheng went on a little date," he said with a smirk.

"Only they didn't," he said smirk growing larger.

“How long is this gonna take?” You asked a distant friend of yours. He pushed his glasses up as he typed away on the computer. He sucked his teeth eyeing you through the corner of his eye. Wendy leaned against the wall her head flat against the white surface.

“A few more minutes,” he said pushing his glasses back up.

“How does she know everyone?” Jisung whispered to Jungwoo who stood beside him. The two, alongside Wendy, watched as you stood behind Chenle. Two big monitors in front of him. His fingers clicked away on the keyboard in front of him. The computer screen brightens up the dark room. Jungwoo shrugged arms crossed over each other as he waited for Chenle to finish as well.

“She pretty much knows everyone. Besides, Chenle is her cousin,” he said with a small smirk. Jisung seemly surprised turned his head to Jungwoo. Jungwoo shook his head brushing him off.

“Not by blood. His uncle married her aunt a few years back,” he said brushing him off. Jisung nodded off turning back to you and Renjun. You leaned over Chenle to get a closer look.

Chenle had been struggling to hack into the frat houses' cameras for the past hour. After a few more failed attempts he slammed his hands onto the keyboard frustrated. He sat back in his chair hands running through his hair. “I can’t do it,” he said annoyed at himself.

“Whatever Mark and Haechan did to their system is blocking me,” he said. You sighed chewing on your lip as you watched the random letters and numbers thrown together on the screen. Wendy huffed pushing herself off the wall.

“I mean there’s gotta be another way, right? We’ve been at this for hours and I don’t think I can last any longer,” she said unable to fight the yawn that left her lips. You turned from her to Jisung. Jisung quickly reading your face shook his head. He followed as you made your way to your purse.

“Oh no don’t even-“ he said watching and missing at the attempt to snatch your phone. You dialed the number quickly holding your finger up to him as you walked away.

“What’s she doing?” Chenle asked turning in his chair. Jisung sighed. “She’s probably calling the Headmaster at Rockaway,” he said watching you exit Chenle’s bedroom.

“Why?” He asked.

“Because that’s where Haechan is,” he said with a sigh. He walked away from the door sitting on Chenle’s couch. He looked out the window lips forming a tight line. Chenle turned to Jungwoo and Wendy who both shrugged. Neither got involved when you had a phone call to make. They knew deep down everything you did would point them and you in the right direction. Just a few steps closer to Johnny.

“Not for nothing,” Jungwoo began trying his best to cease the tension once you returned. You had flicked the lights on causing everyone to wince. “Your room is fucking huge,” he said eyeing the place with an impressed smile on his lips. Chenle smiled sending him an appreciative nod.

“I designed it myself,” he said motioning to the rest of the room. He switched his computer screen back to the game he was playing before you showed. You finally looked up from your phone placing it down on his desk.

“Headmaster said he will have Haechan in later today,” you said you a confident smile. Wendy walked over to where you were. “Why do we need him again?” She asked. “Because it’s not enough to just tell people they’re horrible,” you said smile on both your lips and eyes as you looked into hers. She felt her heart jump from how prideful you looked.

“I need to show them too,” you said.

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“I’m not helping,” he said crossing his arms over his chest. Haechan had finally arrived. However, getting him here was not the problem. It was convincing him to help that would be proven most difficult.

“You owe me,” you said to him towering over him from where he sat in Chenle’s chair. He raised a brow a scoff leaving his lips. “Owe you? After what you did?” He asked gritting his teeth. His cheeks heated up becoming a light shade of red.

“Leave us,” you said to the room. Everyone walked out Wendy was the last one to leave closing the door behind her. Once you heard it shut you walked over from the front of the desk to the side. Swiftly spun the chair he sat on and grabbed onto his collar.

“Haechan don’t fuck with me. You know after everything you’ve done to me this is the least you can do,” you said. He scoffed pushing your hands off. “What have I done to you?” He asked adjusting the collar to his shirt.

The blood rushed to your head. Sweat forms behind your ears and neck at the audacity of his words. He truthfully sat there and acted as if he did nothing wrong. You poked the inside of your mouth with your tongue trying to keep yourself calm. You couldn’t blow your top, he wouldn’t take you seriously. No one wants to listen to a screaming woman.

But there’s no more room for niceness.

“Do know what you’ve done?” You asked your eyebrow raised high, prominent arch. You let out a shakey, aggressive sigh. “Weren’t you the one my freshman year going around telling everyone I gave it up to you at a frat party because I didn’t have enough money to pay you for doing my bio project,” you said flames on your tongue. Haechan unable to fight back remains silent in the chair.

“You’re the reason I ask for no help anymore. I take and take and take and ask for nothing. No help. Why? Because of you,” you said grabbing onto his collar. With your grip and help, he lifted from the chair. You kicked the hard plastic chair back causing it to fall onto the ground. A loud bang could be heard outside. You felt the burn in your leg from the plastic. It would leave a bruise. You ignored the throbbing pain in your leg.

You never blinked as you stared into his eyes. His eyes tried to hide from yours. Looking everywhere else around Chenle's room. But your pupils found him each time.

“I would have been fine if you would have just told everyone I was poor but the fact that you told everyone I begged you to fuck me like in any universe we existed in I’d let you even get that close,” you spat venom on your tongue. Haechan turned his head slowly unable to quickly reach you from how tight you held him.

“I still hit though,” he said through breaths.

“No sweetie. I fucked you. There’s a difference,” you said licking your teeth. He raised a brow facing turning bright angry red. “How so?” He asked spit forming into the corner of his lips as he struggled to speak. “Because look how desperately you are to fuck me again,” you said motioning to how hard he was in his pants. He cursed at himself for being so weak, especially around you.

You let him go watching as he stumbled forward. Before he could run off you grabbed him by the back of his shirt choking him for a brief moment. He held onto his neck as you turned to the computer back on.

“Now pick up the chair and get to work,” you said eyes looking into his angry ones.

“Unless you want everyone to see how hard I make you even when you’re supposed to hate my guts,” you spat motioning to the door. He fixed his face quickly. Gulping as he stood up. He picked up the chair fixing it, even dusting it off with the back of his hand. He swallowed hard as he pulled the chair forward. You moved to the side watching as he placed the chair in the middle embarrassment covering his features.

He clicked the mouse watching as more of the monitors turned back on and began typing on the keyboard a choked sob in his throat and eyes burning from both the bright computer screen and you.

There was a knock at the door. Followed by the knock door slowly opened. Jungwoo poked his head in. Seeing Haechan in Chenle’s gaming chair and typing away an upset look on his face he stepped inside. You’re back facing the door. Chenle and Wendy followed behind him. You could hear their footsteps behind you. You turned your head to them.

“How’s it going?” Wendy asked nervously. They had all heard the loud bang when you kicked the chair. You nodded your head. “Fine,” you said turning away and back to Haechan. Jisung soon entered the room Haechan only looking up to see him. He snarled at the sight of him. He felt the betrayal deep in his body. Every inch of him hated Jisung for helping you and for being able to be so close to you.

Jisung made it look easy. None of the men in the house could understand why. Why did you pick him to be on your side? What made Jisung so special? You noticed Haechan getting distracted. He kept eyeing Jisung who remained by the door. You snapped your fingers in front of his face. “Hey,” you said annoyed.

He turned his eyes to you. “Get back to work,” you said with a stern nod. You sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes with a small head tilt. His fingers typed quickly again on the keyboard.

“There,” he said slamming his hands down. You hopped off the desk and walked behind him leaning over him to get a better view. You couldn’t contain your smile. Eyes glowing at you look at the screen. “I can’t believe it,” you said gasp leaving your lips. The rest of the room walked over to where you stood seeing every camera placed around the house.

“I did it can I go now?” He asked annoyed. Still slightly embarrassed due to the exchange you two both had earlier. Everyone else back away walking to different parts of the room. You turned your head to him with a nod placing your hand on his shoulder.

“Your job here is done. Good boy for listening to me,” you said with a lick of your tongue as you whispered into his ear. You saw his whole body shudder and his eyes shut for a brief moment. He suckled onto his bottom lip before releasing it to speak. “Please Y/n don’t. You know how easy it is for me,” he whispered his entire body including his mind briefly forgetting about everything you did to him. Including what happened an hour ago.

You nodded, “I know it’s pathetic,” you said stripping one last piece of his dignity that you could before you backed away. His eyes shot open realizing you two weren’t alone. He could feel the strain in his pants. He struggled to stand up. He tried his best to conceal it squirming around like a bug in water.

You chuckled leaning against a dresser and crossing your arms cockily over your chest. Haechan huffed seeing you an evil glare before he quickly stood up running out of the room hiding from everyone else.

“Okay,” you said walking over to the desk. You sat down on the gaming chair and flipped through the cameras. “Chenle come here,” you called. He came to your side watching the cameras alongside you. You pointed to the screen showing him the different rooms, especially who’s bedroom was who’s.

“Your job is to watch this. Watch these for anything suspicious. Anything that could ruin them. I know all their worst secrets are kept in this house. Assholes, they all try to protect one another,” you said eyeing the screen. You shook your head letting out a deep breath of hot air that came straight from heat in your brain.

“It ends now,” you said with a smile. You turned to Chenle standing up from your seat and sitting him where you sat replacing him with you. “You got it?” You asked your cousin. He nodded grabbing hold of his mouse and flipping through the cameras.

“After what they did to you and Jenny I’ll help,” he said with a stern nod. You hugged his shoulder and he patted your arm. You placed a soft kiss on the top of his head as you left. Grateful he was on your side. Everyone followed as you walked out of the room. Saying their goodbyes as well.

———

You all sat in the car Jungwoo took the wheel. You sat beside him in the front. Jisung and Wendy are behind you. Jisung didn’t speak much of the ride, he remained quiet like he used to. Looking outside the windows and fidgeting with his fingers. You had asked him if he was okay but his response was weak. Only a small nod. He didn’t look into your eyes nor speak.

You assumed it was just him processing seeing Haechan after everything that’s happened.

You glanced over to Jungwoo. He looked over at you as well. He could read you so well, better than Wendy can most times. The two of you had a connection. A connection you shared. Both of you had an understanding. He sent you a small smile and a nod. He reached over patting his hand on yours before he lifted it back up on the wheel.

After a few more uncomfortable beats of silence, you spoke.

"Jisung how do you know Chenle?" you asked in an attempt to make conversation. He shifted still keeping focus on the trees that past him by. "We have been friends for a while. I have no idea you knew him," he said. You chuckled, "Neither did I," you said. He nodded turning his body away. Wendy frowned looking at the disappointed look in your eyes.

You could not express nor figure out how to pull Jisung out of whatever funk he was in. You just turned away with a loud huff. You laid back onto the chair crossing your arms over your chest. You turned to the window and decided for the rest of the drive you'd watch the trees.

A few days later

You had reached your apartment phone lying flat on your coffee table as you waited for Chenle's call. You sat alone, in your empty apartment. All the staff were sent home for the rest of the day, the only maid left was the one in your room preparing your bed for the night.

You sat in silky pajamas legs pulled up to your chest and seated on your couch. The glass coffee table is empty only a glass of water and your phone lying on top. The screen of your phone was still dark. Every time it glowed and buzzed you felt your heart skip.

You had been waiting for Chenle's call. Surely he would have something. After all, you didn't send Jisung back for no reason.

But you knew deep down a part of you was relieved to have him gone, at least for a few hours. You didn't want to deal with his mopping, at least you didn't have the time to. Your time was running thin with the semester coming to an end. All the boys would return home, some of them graduating. You chewed on your lip as your eyes repeatedly peeked at your phone.

You tried to distract yourself. Grabbing the remote to your TV, flipping through the channels. You were about to give up. Relaxing on the couch until your phone rang echoing through your large apartment. You leaned forward dropping the remote seeing Chenle's name.

You instantly picked up putting the phone to your ear. "Hello?" you said grabbing your remote and shutting your TV off.

"Y/n?" Chenle called.

"Yes?" you nodded even though he couldn't see you. "Where are you?" he asked worried. The worry in his voice made your heart jump. A pit forming in your stomach. "Chenle what's wrong?" you asked leaning over and grabbing your sweater from the opposite end of the couch,

"Are you home?" he asked again worried. You nodded furiously. "Yes, I'm home. Why?" you frustrated asked. His breathing quickened. "You need to leave. They got Jisung," he said rushing his sentences. He stumbled over his words. His breathing was quick you would believe he was running.

"What?" you squinted your eyes shaking your head. You lifted from your couch. "What do you mean they got him?" you asked walking quickly over to your boots. You put both on holding your phone between your neck and ear. "Chenle," you said sternly. Upset with his lack of words.

"I'm sorry but I think they can hear me," he whispered. "What?" you asked loudly. "How?" you followed.

"They keep looking up at the camera," he said. "Who Chenle who?" you asked closing your front door and heading towards the elevator. You rapidly clicked on the button waiting for the elevator to arrive.

"Who? Chenle who? God. Can you speak," you pleaded annoyed.

"Doyoung and Jaehyun there looking right into the camera," he whispered. "I'm sorry Y/n but I think they know," he said. You didn't respond. Instead, the elevator dinged and you stepped inside.

"Are you leaving?" he whispered and yelled. "Yes," you said back. He shook his head. "No. You can't go to the house," he said worriedly.

You scoffed tapping your foot impatiently as the doors closed. "Why?" you asked low voice avoiding the couple in the elevator alongside you. "Because Y/n there-" the elevator dinged. You looked up following behind the couple only to be confronted by Johnny and Taeyong. The couple walked past them paying no mind to the pair. But you froze. They stepped in blocking your exit. The elevator doors closed behind them.

"Y/n you should probably hang up the phone," Johnny said with a small smile.

"I have something you might want to hear," he said stepping to stand beside you. Taeyong stood close behind him. Your lips formed a line. You let out a sigh. You didn't fight against him. You could Chenle calling your name through the line. You hung up placing your phone in your sweater back. You let out a breath trying to calm the rising nerves in your body.

Johnny scoffed out a small smile placing both his hands in front of each other.

"Relax Y/n. I promise what I have to tell you has nothing to do with me, or you. It has to do with us," he said.

"Love what you've done with the place," he said stepping inside. Your dog ran up to his legs, barking at both men. Your maid ran up sweeping her up. He removed his shoes. Your maid came up to him taking his jacket as well as Taeyong's. Holding the small dog close to her chest. She walked off with both. The two didn't budget used to someone putting their things away for them. The two followed you to your kitchen.

"So," you said placing your hand on the island and the other on your waist. You leaned to the side tapping your finger on the island space. Taeyong remained next to Johnny who sat down on one of the empty bar stools. "What no drinks?" he said to you. You rolled your eyes huff leaving your lips.

He chuckled. "You might need one," he said a bit more serious. You eyed him hesitantly for a moment before you offered. "What do you want?" you asked. He smiled turning away from you and to the many bottles of alcohol you had on display. He tapped his chin cockily tapping his chin. "Something strong," he said. "How bad is this news?" you asked him. Johnny sighed. "Pretty bad depending on how you view it," he said with a lit shrug. You chewed on your lip turning to your maid.

"Whiskey for him," you said. "Make that two," he said. You turned sending him a confused glance. "He's not drinking?" you asked motioning your head to Taeyong. Taeyong shook his head as well as Johnny. "He's driving," he said. You nodded in response. You turn to your maid with a sigh.

"Make it two," you said. Before she walked off you stepped closer to her. You lightly held her arm. "Make sure he doesn't try anything. Watch them closely," you whispered. She nodded a stern look in her eyes. She walked off sending Johnny a menacing glance before she disappeared to make the drinks.

"So what's your news?" you said sitting one stool away from him. Taeyong walked to stand behind the counter.

"I don't own your father's company," he said. You sat back weird expression on your face. "That's a bad thing?" you asked with a light scoff. You could feel the laughter start to erupt in your chest. He came all the way here to tell you this? There's no way he made such a trip.

He chuckled at the maid placing both drinks on the island. "Neither do you," he said grabbing onto the glass. Bringing it to his lips. He took a sip squeezing his eyes at the burning taste. "Wow, this is strong. How old is this one?" he asked. You raised a brow. "What do you mean neither do I? I signed the papers," you said.

He shook his head handing his glass to Taeyong. "No, you signed fake papers. Your father never planned to give his company," he said. "And the only reason I don't have it right now is because I decided to turn it down," he said.

"Why?" you asked. Johnny sighed sipping his glass again. "Because I realized something," he said with a point of his finger. "You destroyed the USB with our little video, right?" he asked. You nodded, "I have another but I gave it to my father," you said. Johnny nodded at your confirmation. "Well, your father destroyed it. He said he couldn't bear to finish the video," he began leaning further onto the island both hands placed on the table as he spoke.

"He kept going on and on about how it sicked him to see. He thought better of me," he said. "He even gave me this," he motioned to the bruise on his forehead.

"So what?" you said arms crossed over your chest. "You deserved it," you said jerking your head to his wound. He nodded sliding his bottom lip through his teeth. "Maybe," he said. "But another USB exists," he said. You jumped from your seat to attack him but Taeyong ran around grabbing you. You squirmed in his tight grip.

"Woah woah princess slow down. You didn't let me finish," he said putting his hands up in defense. You shook your head. Your body fighting against Taeyong. He looked up at Taeyong with wide eyes. "I told you she would try and hit me," he said motioning to your unstable frame.

"Let me go," you yelled at Taeyong. He shook his head. "Not until you calm down," He said struggling to hold you. "Y/n I promise I didn't send the video," Johnny said. You shook your head. "I don't trust you," you spat back. He nodded. "I know. But a long time ago we promised we wouldn't lie to each other. You lied to me once already. I'm doing the right thing here," he said standing up towering over you. He stepped closer to you.

"Do you think I came all this way just to tell you I sent him another USB with the exact video I told you I no longer had? I gave you the only copy that existed. No one told you to make two," he said. You huffed frustrated at the truth. "I only made one. I don't know where the other came from," you argued breathlessly still trying to release yourself from Taeyong's grasp.

"Neither do I," said Johnny. He motioned to Taeyong. "Let her go," he said. Taeyong widened his eyes. He raised a brow. "You sure?" he asked. Johnny nodded sitting back on the bar stool. "She needs to be able to trust me," he said. Taeyong slowly let you go ready to grab you again if you lunged forward. Once he let you go you dusted yourself off. Readjusting your clothes. You thought about attacking Johnny again but decided not to. Once Taeyong was sure you no longer posed a threat he stepped aside.

"Now that you've relaxed," he said watching as you eyed him sitting back down. You brought your whiskey glass to your lips taking a long swing. You placed it back down in front of you. "After me and Taeyong did our own little research we still couldn’t figure out the third person who’s been sneaking around us. I figured maybe you could answer my question,” he said with a light shrug.

“So who made another copy?" he asked. You shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe one of your boys," you spat back taking another swing. “Why do you even care?” You asked.

“Because it destroys everything,” he said sternly. It was the first time you saw him serious with you. He’d normally flash you his signature smile and send you a flirty remark about how badly you wish he’d tell you. This time he didn’t. He toned away serious expression on his face. He took another sip of his glass before placing it back down.

Johnny chuckled his body fully facing the island like nothing had happened. He held his glass in one hand elbow leaning on the table, and his other under his arm. He shook his head. "No way in hell. You did a number on them," he said. "I've seen them act in such a way," he said. You couldn't but ask how. It made you somewhat proud to know you ruined them.

"How so?" you asked eyes staring into his side profile. He sighed placing the glass down small smile on his lips. "Well for starters Yangyang doesn't even talk to other girls. Not even his best friend. He avoids all women," he said. You chuckled with a shake of your head.

"No way," you said.

"Way," he said in a teasing girl voice just to mess with you. You punched his arm. He made an o with his lips. "Stop playing," you said. Johnny chuckled rubbing his arm.

"Haechan is gone. All boys schools to sort out his 'behavior'" he said with air quotes. "I know that. I sent him back early this week," you responded. Johnny nodded turning his neck to you and glancing at you. "I know. Also nice touch with the cameras," he said. "You knew?" you asked.

"At first no. Not until Mark noticed something was off. Remember I live with two computer geeks. Well used to live with two thanks to you," he said taking a swing of his drink. You did the same.

"And the rest?" you asked. He eyed you with a teasing smile. "Just say you want to hear about Jaehyun," he said. You snarled at him turning away. He chuckled. "Mark is paranoid. He thinks you're after him. Especially since you got him kicked off the gaming club or whatever he runs," he said. "Yuta disappeared. Last I heard it had something to do with his mother. You wouldn't have anything to do with that?" he asked leaning over.

You shrugged. "Maybe,"

"And Jeno?" you asked. "Jeno? Thanks to you he got kicked off the hockey team. He was so embarrassed he dropped out," he said. You smiled proudly.

"Look at you. Proud of yourself. Don't you wanna hear about the one that started it all?" he asked sipping the last sip of his drink. You motioned your maid to refill his glass. She walked over filling it again. Johnny smiled at her with a slight nod of his head.

"Si Cheng?" you questioned.

"Who else?" he asked with a smirk. You sighed looking away. "I almost forgot about him. What happened to him?" you asked swirling your drink around. "He placed a bet on your little date," he said.

You scoffed. "He's still lying about that?" you asked. He nodded, "Pretty much. Pretty convincing for a while. Your underwear in his car. Your exact perfume on them, his car and him," he said. You gasped turning to him with wide eyes.

"My perfume?" your brow raised. "I never stepped foot in his car," you said. He shrugged. "That's what he claimed happened," he said. "I didn't believe it though. He's not your type," he said slightly nudging your shoulder. You scoffed moving away from him. A disgusted groan leaves your lips.

"All that happened was we bumped into each other. I was late and when I went to leave I fell. My stuff fell out of my bag. He must have stolen my perfume got some pair of panties from some girl and sprayed them," you said in defense.

Johnny nodded. "Sounds about right. Besides they didn't smell like you," he said with a purse of his lips. You rolled your eyes in disgust. "They had my perfume on them," you said. He shook his head. "That's not what I meant," he said.

You gagged but remained silent unsure how to respond. After some uncomfortable beats of silence on your end, you spoke. "Anyways. What happened?" you asked.

"He bet all his money it was true. He lost everything. He moved back with his family. They sent him to China," he said uncaringly.

"You don't seem to care," you said. Johnny sighed. "He's the reason you're coming for us. He fucked up, not me," he said. You nodded but didn't speak. You looked over at Johnny for a moment. If you didn't hate him with every inch of your body, you could see him as your friend.

Johnny briefly glanced over at you. Then realizing you were staring he turned a smirk on his lips. "My my my Y/n you staring," he said turning his body to face you. You shook your head brushing him off. "I'm not," you fought back unable to hide your smile.

"You like me-"

"No," you said quickly. He threw his hands up. "Ouch," he said touching his chest. You gushed. "Like you care," you said taking a swing of your drink. Johnny didn't respond he just watched your lips touch the glass.

"Y/n who made the copy?" he asked. You sighed shaking your head. "I don't know," you responded. "You sure?" he asked. "Wendy? Jungwoo? Ten?" he added. You shook your head. "None of them would ever," you said.

"Not even Jisung?" he asked. You shook your head. "There's no way," you said in defense of him. Johnny nodded backing off. "Okay," He said standing from his seat. He leaned over to you, close enough so Taeyong couldn't hear. He placed a hand on your shoulder. "Just make sure you are being safe. There's someone who's been watching us while we have been watching each other," he said quietly.

Your dog went up to his feet. This time she sniffed him. She bent down to pet her. She let him.

He backed away shortly after turning to exit the kitchen. Taeyong followed behind. Your maid came to your side but you brushed her off telling her to escort the boys.

What Johnny said sat both in your mind and in the pit of your stomach. You never considered the fact one of your friends could betray you. Johnny had no reason to lie. You could see right through his cool and confident front. He was desperate. He, for different reasons, needed to know who made the copy.

You stood up from your seat walking into your living room. You pulled out your phone calling Jisung. You waited. Your phone is ringing. By the third ring, he didn't answer the call so you hung up. Annoyed you huffed flopping onto your couch.

You remained awake the whole night. By the time the sun came up you still hadn't noticed you never fell asleep. Instead, you remained in. your living room. Tv on low and the lights dimmed. Your thoughts are loud and filled with unanswered questions about the people who know you. At least thought you knew.

The maids opened the curtains the morning sun shining through. You squinted your eyes looking up at the sky. You stood up walking to the window seeing the city surrounding you.

"Miss Y/L," one of the maids called. You turned to her intently. "Miss Wendy and Mr.Jungwoo here," she said. "For Sunday breakfast," she said. You nodded. "Is…?" you began words dying on your tongue as she shook her head. You nodded licking your lips back. "Thank you. Let her wait in the living room. I will go and change," you said. She bowed. She watched you walk away with a frown on her lips. She sent maids to attend to Jungwoo and Wendy and she followed behind you.

You walked down the hall dog on your heel as well as your maid Brenda. Brenda closed your bedroom door behind her once you both stepped inside. You noticed her but paid no mind. She tended to be nosey when it comes to your life.

"Brenda, are you here to help me? Or spy?" you asked walking into your bathroom. She shook her head grabbing hold of your bathroom items including skin care. She placed them on the bathroom counter as you brushed your teeth.

"I'm just making sure you're okay," she said with a small smile. "I know how much he means to you," she said. You spit out the paste rinsing your mouth. You turned the water off and got started on your skin. You shrugged. "It's whatever. He's just another boy," you said nonchalantly. But she knew you were hiding your feelings. She's known you your whole life, better than your mother.

"Y/n I know this may be pushing but," she handed you the cleanser. You gladly took it from her. "I want you to know I am here for you if you want to talk about it. I'm a good listener," she said another sad smile on her lips. You sighed drying off your face. You placed both of your palms on the sink. You looked at her through your mirror. "What's the point? Talking about him won't bring him back nor snap him out of whatever funk he's in," you said drying off your hands.

Brenda sighed handing you your serum. "I know but it may make you feel better," she said. You nodded patting her shoulder. "I promise later we'll talk about it. Until then I'm meeting someone later today," you said. Confused she raised her brow. "Who?" she asked. "Jaehyun," you said with a smile.

"Sorry, I can't stay for breakfast," You said to both Wendy and Jungwoo. "My father has other plans for me today," you said with an apologetic smile. You felt bad lying to your friends but you weren't too sure what to tell them. Johnny's warnings still lingered in your mind.

The two sighed but nodded understandingly. "I get it," Wendy said. "You should see your father after everything that happened. Maybe he'll back you up," she said. You nodded letting out a long sigh. "I hope so," you responded. Jungwoo came to your side patting your back.

"I'm sorry Jisung couldn't come. We tried but he said he's still upset about Haechan," he said. You huffed. "Still? I swear he's overreacting," you said. Wendy nodded agreeing. She grabbed her purse. "Okay, we'll let you go. Dinner later tonight?" she asked. You nodded with a smile. She hugged you goodbye both she and Jungwoo left.

You tapped your finger on the table in the cafe you sat in. Every time the bell at the door would ring you'd look over seeing a stranger walk in. After fifteen minutes you heard another bell and footsteps approaching.

"You are late,” you said to Jaehyun purse of your lips as he sat down. His chest heaved up and down, his cheek flushed and the tips of his ears red. He stared down at you. The tea before you hot, smoking rising from the cup. The sunglasses over your eyes concealed the excitement and fear in your iris.

He held up a letter in his hands motioning it to you.

“I know everything,” he said letting out an exhausted breath.

“He knows too,” he said with a smirk.

"I'm not even surprised you told him," you said as you sipped your tea. You placed it back down with a small shrug. "Then again when could I ever trust you?" you said.

"How do you know what I'm talking about?" he asked.

"Sit down," you replied. He obliged sitting across from you. "My father and Johnny are no longer partners. He won't listen to him, but you. He still somewhat trusts you. I know you told him everything," you said a smile creeping up on the corner of your lips. He adjusted himself in his seat. A waiter came up to him. Jaehyun ordered and the waiter walked off.

You took the letter off the table. The crumbled-up loose-leaf paper from your purse was sitting in front of you. Names are crossed out and notes are written on the side. You threw it back at him.

"Is this supposed to be threatening?" you asked him. He shook his head. "No. It's my final apology. I am sorry for what I did to you. For what I've done to you. I won't beg for you to love me or be with me. I deserve everything I get. My worst fear was losing you and I did. My greatest heartache was your disappointment," he said with a sigh fidgeting with his fingers.

"You broke my heart. You won," he said quietly. You licked your teeth.

"You know I never wanted to hurt you. I didn't intend to in the beginning. I only wanted to hurt you like you hurt me," you confessed. "I loved you," you said. He nodded looking into your concealed eyes.

"And I love you. Good luck Y/n," he said standing from his seat and leaving. He went to storm off but bumped into someone. He looked up eye meeting with Jisung. His breath cut in his throat but he didn't fight. He just stepped out of his way letting him get to you. You waited for a moment. You'd leave once Jaehyun was fully gone.

The waiter placed the coffee on the table in front of the empty seat.

Jisung searched for you. He eventually spotted you alone with two cups of coffee at your table. He rushed over to you taking the seat Jaehyun once sat in. Your eyes are wide, thankfully hidden by your glasses. He picked up the coffee sipping it. He placed it back down.

"It's good," he said. You kicked him from under the table. He groaned in pain face turning red. "I deserved that," he said. "Are you crazy?" you asked. "You ghosted me for days and the first you do is tell me the coffee is good?" you argued. You huffed rolling your eyes.

You stood up from your seat and angrily walked towards the door. Jisung quickly stood up following behind you.

"Wait Y/n," he called after you. You walked faster to your car. Driver opening the door for you. He closed it the minute you sat inside shutting it on Jisung. He huffed the driver sending him a glare before he went to the other side. Jisung wasted no time opening the door and sliding inside.

Your glasses now sitting on top of your head. You heard the door open and then close again. It startled you cuaisng your glasses to fall. You both reached down to grab them. You grabbed them first placing them on the seat.

"Get out," you said. He shook his head. "I'm sorry," he said eyes trying to meet yours. You turned your front side away facing the window. "I was just upset about seeing you and Haechan together," he pleaded seeing your chest rise and then fall, annoyed. He sighed disappointed.

"I was jealous," he confessed letting his head fall. "I was jealous seeing the two of you together even though I know you don't like him," he said. "So why did you ignore me?" you asked barely turning your neck to look at him.

“Because I was embarrassed with myself. I shouldn't have gotten so upset. I'm sorry," he said. He gently touched your side moving you around. He looked you apologetically in your eyes.

"I promise next time I get upset I'll talk to you about it so we can work it out together," he said. "Promise?" you asked. He nodded with a smile leaning down and placing a peck on your cheek.

"Promise," he said. You turned your head placing a sweet kiss on his lips. He smiled holding onto the side of your face deepening the kiss you shared. He pulled you closer to his frame but you stopped him," he frowned worried but you chuckled.

"I'm on my way to meet with my father," you said gently pushing him back. He didn't protest he nodded understandingly. "You should come with," you said breaking the tension in the car. Shocked he sat back. "Is that a good idea?" he asked. You scoffed small chuckle leaving your lips.

"Why wouldn't it be?" you asked leaning forward inches from his lips. "You nervous?" you asked eyes flicking from his eyes, to his lips then back to his eyes. He shook his head gulping hard. "No, I'm just making sure you're making the right choice," he said. "Why wouldn't I be?" you asked placing a sweet kiss on his lips. Your fingers lingered dusting the strings of his sweater. He shut his eyes relaxing into your touch.

You pulled away seeing his eyes still closed. You smiled a giggle leaving your lips. When he opened his eyes you were already looking into his. You took in your beauty from this angle. This close he could see every detail of your face. Your scar from a pimple, the curve of your lips, the shape of your eyes and nose. You looked so beautiful. Every inch of you was.

You chuckled backing away. "You're staring," you commented. He shook himself out of his thoughts.

"I couldn't help it," he said making you smile.

You turned to the driver. "Nathan started the car. Take us to my father," you said looking back at Jisung with a smile.

"It's ok Y/n. I promise I'll meet him another time," he said. Your smile fell and you nodded. "I have something I need to do. I'll call you ok?" he said as the car stopped. He leaned over placing a quick kiss on your cheek and then left.

It was a good idea that Jisung left. The meeting you assumed you'd be having was much worse than you thought.

You never thought this was where it would come to. You and Johnny Suh sitting in one of the tallest buildings in the city. Sitting in one of your Father's buildings, HeadQuarters. Both of you sat in his office your father sitting behind his high desk while the two of you sat in front of it. Security standing in all areas of the room. Some Security yours, some Johnny's but the majority your fathers.

The office was dark and cold. You always hated coming here. The large window behind your father's coal-colored desk exposed the city that surrounded you. As a kid, you would run to the window and stare below the people appearing as ants. Your father wasn't one for the arts. He was a modern man with traditional values. He was modern with his money but not his mind. Is office showed just that. A lifeless room with dark colors on the walls.

Black leather couches were placed behind for more personal, comfortable meetings with clients. However, while personal this was far from comfortable.

Your father's reactions were sure to scare you. You had been caught. You looked over at Johnny. Johnny glanced over to you with a nod. You turned back to your father.

He tapped his finger on his desk. "Recently it has been brought to my attention that you have been running around the frat house Johnny runs making trouble. Is that true?" your father asked.

You shrugged playing with the arm of the leather true. "You already know the answer. That's why you're asking," you responded annoyed. He huffed hands clasped together squeezing each other. "Y/n I'm not a part of your little game. You will not speak to me as you please. Remember I am your father," he said sternly.

You scoffed. "Since when? Since people are talking? Since mother left you?" you questioned poking at him. He slammed his fist on his desk gritting his teeth. "I won't let you destroy this business Y/n!" he yelled. "One more mistake and I'll cut you off," he warned. You shrugged cockily. "So what? Mother makes more money than you. She takes care of me very well," you said.

"Y/n I'm being serious," he said.

"Y/n listen to your daddy-"

"You shut the fuck up, Suh. I don't want to hear a sound from you or I swear I'll kill you. You're lucky your father is important to this business or so help me I'll kill you with my bare hands," he threatened. Johnny raised his hands defense shutting his mouth. He turned back to you.

"As for you," he pointed. "You're going to live with your mother for the rest of the semester. You can finish school online but you can't be here," he said. You shook your head. "No, I'm not," you spoke back. He raised a brow. "Oh really? Well, I pay for your apartment in the city remember?" he threw in your face.

"Mother can buy me another," you argued as he stood up walking to you. His chest puffed out as he walked further. Nostrils flared as you continued to speak.

"She can buy me a bigger one too. At least she fills up the Y/n-shaped hole in her heart with reliable money. Tell me Father where does your source of income come from again," you said standing up in his face. He reached his hand behind and swung slapping you square in the face.He hit you so hard you fell. Everyone jerked forward shocked.

The minute you hit the floor the shock hit you. Never in your life did your father put his hands on you. He yelled and said the most harmful things to you. But he never hit you and you said worst things to him in the past. He just shuts you out. Avoid you for weeks sometimes months. This only means whatever you did this time cost him a whole lot more than money. The security plus Johnny moved to help you but your father cursed.

"Step back all of you!" he huffed chest rising up and down. He bends down to your level on the ground. You held the side of your face that burned. "Let me explain something to you. And I'll only explain it once to pay attention," he said grabbing onto your hair. You winced in pain.

"If I ever find out again you made another little video to get revenge on some stupid college boys I'll do worse you," he warned anger spilling from his tongue. “How could you be so stupid?” He asked the young hoping you could give him a good enough reason to do something like that. He felt a pull at his heart. He failed at protecting you. He failed as your father. It’s his fault you got hurt. You came up with such plans. He should have taken better care of you. He should have shown you how much he adored and loved you. Instead he’s left with a broken heart and no one to blame but himself.

You winced holding onto his hand that held your head. "I never clicked play," you did your best to get out trying to remove his strong grip. He placed you on the ground turning to Johnny.

"Is that true?" he asked him. Johnny nodded. Your father foamed at the mouth. He turned away from Johnny and looked to his security. "Block him before I kill him," he ordered. They all ran to his side few helping you up. When you finally stood up you laughed. Your father stopped walking to his desk, and the rest of the room stopped moving.

"Y/n…" he began. "No," you said dropping your smile and raising your finger.

"You hit me, you threw me on the ground father," you said walking up to him. He didn't move he only turned his body to you.

“You arranged marriages for me, you made me sign fake papers, and you believed I recorded myself for revenge," you scoffed hands hitting your side. "Tell me father what video between a man and a woman is beneficial for the girl?" you asked in the form of a question. He only stammered unable to respond.

"I did everything, Jaehyun told me he told you. I did it because they were all just like you," you pointed poking his chest hard. "They lie and use me. They cheat and treat me as if I'm an object. Guess I shouldn't take it too personally though," you said shrugging looking off to Johnny and then back at your father. "They treat every woman the same. I'm just one of many," you said crossing your arms over your chest.

"I did everything for you," he said feeling bad. He let his anger get the best of him again. He just wanted to hit you for being so stupid. At least stupid enough to film a video and use it.

The guilt sunk into his chest. He could see how you winced every time the cool air touched the right side of your face. He for the first time truly was seeing the consequences of his actions. He slowly started to realize every time you spoke, he was losing you inch by inch. Piece by piece you were getting rid of him too.

"You are nothing to me anymore Father. Not even a bank," you said out of anger. He was doing this for you? Forced marriages and unfair punishments are something no one deserves. You went to walk away but he called out for you.

"Y/n you can't leave," he said. You scoffed. "Why not?" you asked.

"Because that paper you signed was a marriage contract," he confessed. You stopped your motion. Your heart sank below. You slowly turned to him. "What?" you asked. Pit in your stomach boiling up to the surface.

"The papers were for a real contract. Just not to the company," he said backing away.

You felt full wrath throughout your veins. If you didn't hate him before you hated him now. "Married? To who?" you asked. You pointed to Johnny. "Him?" he shook his head. "Jaehyun?" you asked taking a step back. He shook his head again.

"Then who?" you asked more confused than angry.

The door opened and closed behind you.

"No," he said. "Me," you turned following the sound of the voice. There stood Ten at the doorway dressed in an all-black suit. His hair gelled and slicked back. You felt the sob in your throat get stuck. "Ten?" you questioned. "How could you?" you asked. He smirked as he walked inside.

Your eyes widened. Your heart stopped beating for a moment. Not a muscle in your body wanted to turn. You shut your eyes for a moment praying this was a dream. A nightmare you'd wake from once he went to touch you. But it was real.

"Just make sure you are being safe. There's someone who's been watching us while we have been watching each other," He was right. This entire time.

You were watching Johnny.

Johnny was watching you.

But no one was watching him.

You finally turned to him. He stepped into the room hands out in pride and a proud smile on his lips. "What? Didn't expect to see me?" he said. "I promise I'll show," he said coming to your side. You stepped away from him.

"Ten it was you? You made the copy and sent it to my dad?" you asked. He nodded. "I was wondering when you'd figure that out," he said. "Maybe you're not as smart as you seen," he said floating away from you and to your father’s unoccupied desk. He sat down in his chair and spun side to side in the black leather chair.

"I thought I could trust you?" you said a puff in your chest. Your hurt quickly switches to anger.

He shrugged. "You should have paid more attention," he smirked signing his name on the contract. Taking everything from you. "How could this be? I thought you cared about me?" you asked feeling your heart swell seeing one of your best friends ruin everything you worked for.

Ten smirked as he placed the papers on the desk. You looked over at your father tears glossing over your eyes. He only shrugged hands held up. There was nothing he could do. Small beats of silence passed as you tried to process everything.

"How come the prettiest flowers have to die?" he asked an airy chuckle leaving his lips. as got comfortable in the black chair.

"Man, you are so easy to lie to. All I had to do was fight your stupid little boyfriend you folded so quickly. It's pathetic honestly. You're just like them," he spat. You walked up to him smacking him across his face.

Ten heads remained to the side throbbing in pain. He moved his jaw around as he turned back. His cheek was an angry red color. "I'll let that slide since you're angry," he said.

"I thought you were my friend?" you yelled face on fire. He sighed with a shrug. "It's not personal sweetheart. Just business," he said. "Some of us aren't as nice as we seem," he said remaining by Ten's side.

"Security remove them," Ten motioned to you, Johnny, and your father. They followed his orders grabbing onto you. Your eyes met Tens. "You won't get away with this," you said.

He pucker his lips tilting his head. "Awe. I already have," he said as the door shut in your face. All three of you were thrown out onto the street. You argued with the guards but they didn't budge. You were no longer welcome here. Your father eventually walked off saying his goodbyes.

Johnny remained alongside you. After exhausting yourself you turned seeing Wendy and Jungwoo leaning against his car. You eyed her. She smiled at you waving.

"I was hoping to see you," she said. Before she could finish your hand came from behind your head and across her face. She fell onto the ground in pain. "What the fuck?!" she cursed looking above to meet your eyes. "Are you crazy?" she yelled standing back up. Jungwoo gasped loudly. "What the hell?" he questioned.

You went after Jungwoo next but Johnny grabbed onto you holding you back.

"I can see where you get it from now," he commented. You ignored his words trying to pry him off. "What is wrong with her?" she asked. Johnny turned to her. "Like you don't know," he spat. She shook her head frustrated and lost.

"No I don't care to fill me in asshole," she argued. He huffed. "Your little boyfriend just played us, all of us. He took everything, her father's business, and ruined her plans," he said to her. They both widened and stepped back. They both had no idea what was going on just as lost as you. They were only with Ten and Jisung because Ten said he wanted to fix things. She had no idea his true intentions.

He nodded struggling to hold you. You slipped from his grip and onto the ground. You stood back up dusting yourself off.

"No way," Jungwoo said. You let out a cough as you looked over at the both of them. "I'm sorry for my behavior," you said. "I thought you were with him," you said. They both nodded. "It's okay. Just next time talk to us before you attack girl," said Jungwoo. You nodded walking over to them. The minute their arms wrapped around you, you cried.

A few days later.

Your house was quiet. So lost in thought you couldn't make a sound. How could you have missed the signs? The time he spent away was just spent plotting? The fight with Ten the whole thing was fake. So committed to his role he pretended to be your friend. Ten even tried to convince you to not trust Jisung.

Where did he even find the time to plot? He spent most of his time with you. You assumed he got to work after the fight between Jisung and him. The knock on your bedroom door stole you from your thoughts.

"Come in," you said. Jisung walked in Brenda closed the door behind her leaving the two of you alone. He came to your side climbing into your bed. He crawled beside you holding onto you. You laid your head on his chest feeling your eyes burn. Your lip quivered and your chest heated up.

“How could I have been so stupid?" you asked him. He shook his head leaning his head down to face you. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes for a moment.

"You're not stupid. Anyone would have been fooled. I mean we all were," he said. You nodded a part of you grateful you weren't alone in this. You sighed. "I thought he was my best friend.," you said staring at an empty corner in your room. "I thought we'd just talk about things and we'd be okay," you said sadness in your tone.

"I know," he said letting out a sigh. He held onto you wrapping you in a hug. "I know,"

"Are mad at me?" you asked him. He remained holding you. "Why would I be mad?" he asked.

"Because I'm married," you said. He shook his head. "You're not married. So what if the paper says so? You're with me. Ten tricked you. It doesn't count," he reassured you. You nodded and snuggled up into his chest.

The two of you remained like this for a moment before Brenda knocked on the door again.

"Yes?" you asked. "You have a visitor," she said.

"Who?" you asked.

"Mr. Taeyong," she said. Confused you and Jisung both looked up at each other to slip out of bed and to the door. You put on your house slides and opened the door. Seeing Taeyong standing right outside of it.

"Johnny sent me because he couldn't make it," he said.

"Why?" Jisung asked. He looked away from him and at you.

"He has a plan to take Ten down. But that's only if you want to be a part of it. If not he will take them down himself after all they took something of great worth to him too," he said.

"Who?" you asked.

"You," he pointed. You scoffed going to close the door. "I'm not his property," you said. Taeyong swiftly stopped the door with his foot. He shook his head. "No not in that way. I think we both know for a while Mr.Suh has been interested in you. He may have a weird way of showing so but he's changed," he said.

"Stop trying to make Johnny seem like the better option. I'll only work with him to take Ten down. Nothing more or less," you said. Taeyong nodded with a smile. "Very well. You may meet with Johnny tomorrow to discuss the details," he said. He eyed you up and down seeing you in leggings and an oversized shirt.

"Make sure to come prepared for business. Lots of meetings," he said as he said goodnight to both of you. Brenda quickly escorted him out trying to keep up with his quick pace.

"No way you're working with Johnny? Right after Ten," Jisung commented. You went to your closet picking out an outfit. "What other choice do I have?" you asked. He just sighed flopping onto your bed. You never learn.

"Alright I'm here," you said as you stepped into Johnny's limo Jisung next to you holding onto your hand. He had been there for you all week. Even spending the night to make sure you were okay. The driver closed the door behind you stepping into the driver's seat soon after. "What's the plan?' you asked Johnny. He put his phone down handing it to Taeyong who held onto the device. He placed one leg over the other handing you a drink.

"Drink?" he offered. You shook your head. "Johnny I'm not here for games," you said. He placed the drink down into the hold deciding not to protest your refusal. "What's the plan?" you asked. He signed. He turned to Taeyong. "The file," he said. Taeyong nodded opening up his briefcase and handing Johnny a yellow file.

"Huh?' you questioned. "Taeyong is studying to be a lawyer. My actual lawyer is there already. Taeyong just helps me look into the stuff he can't," he said flipping through the file. "I'm good at finding things," he spoke proudly.

"What's that?" you asked leaning over and reading Ten's name on the envelope. "It's everything I have on Ten. Every bad thing he's done and other things that just make him look bad," he said flipping through the pages.

"Wow you have a lot of stuff," you said eyes following the pages Johnny turned.

"Yeah I'm assuming he never told you," he said. You shook your head confused. "Tell me what?" you asked Johnny. They both looked at each other. Taeyong nodded and Johnny sighed. "Our friend Ten has a bit of a past," he said.

"What kind of past?" you asked sitting back. Johnny shook his head "Nothing too terrible," he said. "He's dealt for Jaemin a few times, fought with Haechan, physically," he said continuing the list. You remained stunned the more he spoke. You couldn't believe you knew nothing about this boy and he knew everything about you.

"He also lied about his relationship with us. He lived with us," he said. "Really?" you asked shocked. You looked over at Jisung but he shook his head. "I had no clue," he said.

"He moved out before Jisung moved in," Taeyong said. You nodded looking away from Jisung. The more you found out the more hurt you felt. He did use you.

He nodded. "Yup. We all knew he liked you. Ten just wanted something of his own. It seemed like he always had something to prove," he said. Taeyong nodded in agreement. "He helped you destroy their lives, he got you and a chunk of your father's business," he said closing the file and placing it in his lap.

"Looks like he did it," he said looking off. "Did what?" you asked.

"Seems like he's won," he said. Taeyong frowned head falling. But you remained confident. If you could take down some of the most powerful boys in the entire country, what was one less useless boy on your way to success?

"His victory will be short-lived," you said. Johnny turned to you with an impressed smile. "That's my girl," Jisung said kissing your cheek.

You both entered the room leaving Taeyong and Jisung alone in the limo. When you walked in your father sat at the table across from where you would sit. You eyed Johnny for not telling you he'd be here. He must shrugged it off confidently walking to his seat right next to you.

Ten also sat at the long conference table. You felt your body freeze for a moment seeing Ten. Johnny noticed and bent down to your ear. "Relax remember he's just a silly little boy trying to prove something to his daddy," he said. Feeling assured you sat down next to the lawyer.

"My client signed the marriage form unknowingly. Her father tricked her into doing so," your lawyer argued. You nodded trying to keep your focus on your father. Which was proving to be difficult being that you could feel Ten's bright burn on you.

His eyes watching you closely. You wanted to call him out, say something but knew this was not the time nor place. Johnny noticed. He placed his hand on top of yours underneath the table. Placing his big hand over yours. It slowly calmed you down.

"Legally they are married," the other lawyer said. "Ten has full access to the business as long as the two are married," he said. "I need a moment," you said to Johnny. He nodded and you turned to the judge. "May I please step out for a moment," you asked. She nodded. You stood up and he followed you out.

"Shouldn't I follow her out?" Ten asked. "She's my wife after all," he cockily sat in his seat a smirk rising on his lips. You scoffed looking over at the judge. "This is who you want me to stay married to you?" you questioned before leaving.

You leaned against the wall head in your hands. Johnny stepped out looking down the hallway seeing you. He walked over to where you sat on the ground near the water fountain. You looked up for a brief moment seeing Johnny.

"What am I gonna do Johnny? I can stay married to him," you cried. Johnny had never seen you this way. Normally you'd be at his throat any moment you could get. But now you were partners, he was helping you take them down and you still didn't know why.

"Johnny?" you called. He nodded. "Yea?" he said. "Why are you helping me?" you asked. He sighed sitting beside you. He huffed smirk on his lips. "Because I'm the best," he joked. He rolled your eyes. "I'm serious," you said. He sighed a smile on his lips. "Fine. It's because I want to make things right," he said.

"I should have never taken a video of you without your consent. I'm sorry for hurting you and ruining your relationship with Jaehyun. I'm also sorry for being a part of the reason we're here in the first place," he said with a sigh.

"Johnny," you called. "You promised," you said and he shook his head turning to you. "And that promise I will keep, forever. I told you I'd never lie to you and I'm not. Sure I have in the past, but I'm not perfect. But right now I'm telling you the truth," he said lifting your chin with the pad of his thumb. He wiped your tears away.

"You're too pretty to cry," he said sincerely. He stared deep into your eyes. It felt like he was looking right into your soul.

"I'm sorry," he said. You chuckled. "My enemy is my friend," you said wiping away another tear. He nodded with a smile. "Friend? I think I like that," He said a warm feeling in his chest. He sighed, "Now come on put on your big girl pants, and let's get you that business," he said. You felt your confidence start to flow back into your body. You nodded.

"Let's do it," you said walking back alongside him.

"Since the two parties can not get a divorce until they are married for two years I can not divorce them," the judge spoke. "However, since Miss Y/N was tricked into signing the papers they shall be dismissed as ineligible and will not be seen as marriage. Meaning the business no longer has Ten and returns to the original owner," she said. "Until Y/n marry then the business shall be hers," she said.

"Case dismiss-"

"Wait!" your father said. He turned to you. "I've only ever wanted what's best for you Y/n. I'm sorry I assumed you needed a partner to run my business, to take care of you. I just couldn't trust that you'd succeed. But I realize now you are exactly the person I'd want to run my company," he said.

"That's wonderful sir but it says she still needs to be married and her partner will own it not her," she said. Your father nodded. "I know. But if her partner wants to give her the company, they can," he said to you. "Really?" you asked. He nodded. Your smile was wide until it fell. "I have no one to marry," you said.

Ten chuckled seeing you'd still fail.

"I'll get Jisung," your father said. "You can't leave," the judge said. "If that boy is not in the room it won't count," she said.

"I'll do it," Johnny said. "I'll marry her and after two years if she wants a divorce I'll sign the papers," he said. The two men rose in their chairs at his words. They couldn't believe what they were hearing. Johnny of all people wanted to get married. You sook your head holding onto his arm.

"Johnny you don't have to do this. You've done enough," you pleaded. He shook his head looking into your eyes.

"I'm not doing it for me. I'm doing it for you. You've come this far. It's the least I can do," he said. You let your arm fall giving up on changing his mind. At this point, two years with Johnny was better than with Ten.

The papers were handed to him. You both signed the contract with your father as your witness. The two of you are now married in the eyes of the law. "I want to give her everything," he said. Johnny signed the company off to you and you officially became the full owner of your father's company. He couldn't be any more proud of you.

Jisung and Ten couldn't believe it. Everything was stripped away from them so quickly. "So as your first order of business. What do you wish to do Chairwoman Y/n?" Johnny asked. You smiled looking away from him and at Ten.

"Get these men out of my building. They are no longer welcome here," you said. Johnny smirked. "As you wish, honey," he said motioning the guards to remove them. Ten dropped to his knees in front of you begging you.

"Please Y/n forgive me. I love you," he said. You scoffed turning away. He grabbed onto your leg. "He made me do it! He threatened me!" he shouted as you tried to throw him off your leg. Johnny jumped up but security got involved grabbing onto Ten and throwing him out. You all left the building. Jisung came up to you with a smile on his face. "So what did the judge say?" he asked. You signed disappointed. "What?" he asked.

"She let her divorce Ten. But to get the company she had to marry someone. She married me but I have no poor intentions. I don't wish to ruin your relationship," he said holding his hand out to Jisung. Jisung was caught off guard by Johnny. Johnny had never really looked him in the eye before. He usually brushed past him in their shared house.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you Jisung. You may be a dork but you are kind and good to Y/n. That's all I want for her," he said. Jisung looked down at Johnny's hand and then at Johnny. Half of a smile appeared on his lips as he took Johnny's hand in his. The two men shook hands then Johnny left.

He stood beside Taeyong watching as your father walked up to both you and Jisung. He sighed at the sight.

"Are you okay?" Taeyong asked. Johnny nodded. "I will be," he said.

"You won't fight for her?" he asked both men watching you. Johnny shook his head. "Any chance I had was destroyed the night I took that video. She'll never be able to see anything else but that, no matter how hard we both try," he said putting both his hands in his pockets.

"The best thing I can do is leave her alone," he said. Taeyong turned to Johnny. "But you love her," he said. Johnny nodded, "I know. But as the new man I want to become. The only way I can make her happy is by letting her go," he said with a smile watching as Jisung and your father shook hands. He patted Jisung's shoulder and he looked down at you with the most loving look in his eyes.

Johnny knew he couldn't give you that. He knew the game of cat and mouse was over. It was time to grow up. Become a better person so he would no longer hurt the people around him, especially the people he loved. He promised himself the next time a girl like you came into his life he wouldn't treat her like he treated you.

Only a girl like you would never exist in his world. Because there's only one you and that's something he accepted. As he watched over the last months Jisung fell in love with you.

Taeyong scoffed crossing his arms over his chest. "How long did you know?" he asked. Johnny chuckled looking away. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said. Taeyong shook his head poking the inside of his mouth with his tongue. "You were never gonna send that video. You knew he loved her," he said.

"I knew since she approached him in our Anatomy class. She didn't notice me in the back but I was there," he said. You turned your head seeing Johnny was still there alongside Taeyong. You stared at him sending him a small wave. He waved back with a smile. He watched you turn back to Jisung holding onto his arm and laying your head on his shoulder.

Your father walked the two of you to his black limo. You wanted to peek at Johnny but didn't. He was the past. You sat in the limo beside Jisung as your father took the two of you to lunch.

Johnny watched the limo drive off. Once it was out of sight he sat inside his own Taeyong following behind. The limo took off in the opposite direction of yours.

“Your father seems to like me,” Jisung said as the two of you stepped inside your apartment. You both removed your shoes and jackets. You smiled as you removed your heels. You nodded. “It seems so. I’m still upset with him though,” you said going up to Jisung. He scrunched his lips in a frown. He pulled you into his embrace.

“Jisung,” you called face in his chest. You could feel his chest rise and fall. The warmth from his body fills yours.

“Yes?” He asked looking down at the top of your head.

“What happens now?” You asked. “What happens with all those boys?” You asked arms wrapping around him tighter. He sighed. “Well since you exposed them they all got kicked out of the Frat and I’m assuming it’s the same for school,” he said. You released him staring up into his eyes surreal written on your face.

“Really?” You asked. “How? Johnny and Jaehyun would never,” you said surprised. Jisung chuckled letting his arms fall from your back to your waist pulling you closer to him as you both walked over to your bedroom.

“It was Johnny’s idea. Jaehyun just agreed,” he said arms wrapped around your back. His front is close to your back. Your hands held onto his strong veiny arms. He placed a tender kiss on the side of your head. You turned the knob to your door. Jisung closed it with his foot. You both walked over to your bed sitting at the edge. Jisung followed sitting beside you.

“So they're all gone?” You asked. Jisung nodded. You hadn’t even realized their disappearance, only Yuta’s. You knew exposing them would hurt them but getting kicked out. You had no idea the school was on your side. “Johnny stepped down as well as a leader. He’s about to graduate anyway,” he said. “He left it to Jaehyun who will leave it to someone else in the future,” he said laying his arms back and using them to hold his body up.

You smiled proud of yourself. You had managed to destroy both their personal, family, and school lives. All of them would pay for their crimes. All of them hurt people, including Johnny you seemed to have been doing your best to make things right between him and you. You just wished he could fix things with the other girls he hurt, like Wendy.

You let out a sigh feeling a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. “It’s finally over,” you said looking towards your window. You then looked back at Jisung with a smile. His lips motioned yours, he’d been staring at them the whole time. “Time to celebrate,” you said eyes flicking from his, to his lips, and back to his.

He shook his head looking away. He chuckled rubbing his eyes. “You have to stop doing that,” he said. You giggled leaning closer to him. Hands pawing at your bed. “Like what?” You asked wide eyes looking at his. He chewed his lip focusing on the part between yours. Your eyes wide staring into his.

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath. Just off your intense stare alone, he could feel the twitch in his pants. You looked down from his eyes and this time at his cock. You looked back up into his sitting closer to him. “Jisung,” you called just below a whisper. He gulped. “Yes?” He asked his voice dropping an octave.

“Will you celebrate with me?” You asked your words dropping from your lips like a magic spell. He felt tranced by the sound of your voice. If you kept talking to him like that he’d exploded. He nodded jaw slacking. “Yea,” he said eyes still trained on yours. You giggled darkly. “What should do to celebrate?” You asked. Your hand met his neck creeping its way down his body. He watched your hand for a moment slide down his chest slowly.

“Should I reward you for everything you’ve done for me? Wrap my lips around your cock and make you feel good?” You asked voice hushed and soft like silk. Jisung sucked in a breath. His dick twitched in his pants. He chewed on his lip watching as your hand inched its way closer. Hovering over his dick your hand wrapped around it squeezing him. He groaned head falling back.

“Y/n please,” begged subtly trying to fuck his cock in your hand.

It was so hot. Watching Jisung squirm under your touch. His long hair was already a mess. Sweat formed on his forehead making a few hairs stick onto his forehead. His lips parted soft groans escaped his lips. You palmed him just above his jeans. You could feel his cock hardened in the grip of your hand.

You cooed at his reactions. His lips puffy and pouting out. His dazed eyes look into yours. Then you realized you didn't want to ruin him. You wouldn't treat him like the boys you had been with. You wanted ownership and control. With Jisung you could relax. Please him and still feel confident in your skin.

The idea of making Jisung feel good. Helping him reach his high went straight from your head to your pussy. You leaned over smirk on your lips. You couldn’t help it. You engulfed his lips with yours. He whined into your mouth hands reaching up and grabbing onto your hair. The kiss is passionate and full of hunger. You'd both been waiting for this. After months of tension and longing stares of want we're finally reaching the surface.

The desire for each other made you both mad. You wanted nothing more than to fuck him and make him feel good. Jisung had the same desires as you. Desperate to please you. Clinging onto your frame when you pulled away from his lips. He softly bit into your bottom lip pulling you closer to his mouth. His lips quickly on yours again.

When you both finally pulled away your chest rose up and down. Faces flushed, the tips of his ears red. "Y/n I want you so badly. I need you baby it hurts," he whined pushing his throbbing dick into your hand that remained covering it. You frowned leaning close to him.

"How can I make it go away?" you asked teasing tone in your voice. He shuddered feeling you squeeze him again. Tingles ran down his spine. His fingers gripped onto the sheets of your bed. His other hand wraps around the small of your back and squeezes onto your love handles.

"Touch me," he hushed, begging onto your lips. His pleading eyes looked into yours. He needed you so badly that it hurt him. He couldn't begin to understand. He never realized how badly he could desperately want another person. You tenderly kissed his jaw, kissing your way down the rest of his body.

You reached his exposed neckline breaking away only to pull his shirt over his head. His hair flopped down into place. His chest rose and fell. Your eyes danced around his naked torso. Lines carved out forming a v to his cock. You licked your lips. Jisung started to feel a little shy under your stare. You smiled up at him feeling his body tense. You kissed your way down his body.

He wanted nothing more than to flip you over. Shove his mouth between your legs and devour your pussy like a starved man. That day he tasted you on his fingers he swore when the opportunity came he'd taste every inch of you. He dreams about your sweet taste. He knew now in this moment he'd have to wait before he could explore your body. This time you'd take your time. Make him feel good. Silently thanking him for being there.

He didn't expect this from you. He just wanted to remain by your side for as long as you'd have him. He loved you more than anyone else in this world. He'd have his time with you. He'd give you everything if you wanted it.

But for now, he'd let you do whatever you'd like.

You pushed him back. His body lying flat on your bed. Leaning to your side you unbuckled his belt. Undoing his button he lifted his ass allowing you to remove his clothes. He went to reach out to touch you but you backed away shaking your head.

"I want to try this," you said. He raised a brow sitting up a little. "You've never given head before?" he asked a little confused. If you had never said anything he would have believed you had. You were making him feel so good before you even touched him. He thought you knew what you were doing.

You shook your head playing with the outline of his boxers. "No. My mother told me to never do it. She would say, "He already has you in his bedroom. Why do you need to do anymore?" you said a small chuckle leaving your lips. Jisung's eyes followed yours and your hands outlining his hard cock. A patch of wetness on his boxers. You sighed looking down at his cock squeezing his tip with your fingers.

He groaned loud bucking his hips upwards. "But you're not just any man. You're the man I love," you said looking into his eyes. He smiled wide your words touching his heart. Dancing through his mind. Your confession almost made him forget your wet lips were inches away from his dick.

You peeled back his underwear hard cock springing out angry and red. The cool air in your bedroom made him shudder.

Your intense gaze not helping. His dick glistened covered in precum. Curious hands of yours reached up grabbing the base of his cock. You jerked him watching as his jaw fell open. He couldn't tell which aroused him more. Seeing you with his cock in your hands or how good the small motion made him feel.

He twitched in your hand once your mouth inched closer. Your lips parted only wrapping around his tip. "Fuckkkk," he cursed his head falling back. Loud earthy groans erupted from his chest once you inched his way down your throat. You felt the gag coming but held it. You couldn't stop. He felt so heavy and hot on your tongue.

You sucked his dick slurring on his cock. His hands reached up grabbing a fist full of your hair and turning it into a ponytail. He wouldn't last long like this. Either he fucked you or played with your pussy well enough to make you cum. "Fuck Y/n your mouth feels so fucking good," he moaned eyes shutting and jaw slack. He looked down for a moment seeing his dick disappear past your lips.

He felt like exploding. But not like this. He didn't wanna cum in your mouth. He pulled you both his whole body tense. He felt like folding but didn't. You sat back wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and licking the rest of his precum mixed with your spit on the side of your mouth.

"Was I bad?" you innocently asked. Jisung sat further onto your bed shaking his head. His lips parted and his chest glistened with sweat. "No baby. You are perfect," he said. You felt the praise go straight to your head. Unable to hide the smile on your lips. He turned to you crawling to your side dick still hard and standing thick and tall.

"It was just too much. It felt too good," he said. He played with the hem of your shirt. You smiled lifting it over your head. He leaned forward lips close to your ear. His hand reached around to your white bra. With one hand he unclipped your bra watching it fall onto the ground.

"Now let me return the favor," he said. You giggled and he smiled. His hand gently laid you on your bed. He kissed your lips then made his way down your jaw, reaching your neckline and soon the valley of your breast. He moved his mouth over. Hot lips engulf your nipple. Flicking it with his tongue. His hand massaging the other one. Your hand reached up into his hair. Airy breaths escaped your lips. You wrapped your legs around him. Grinding your thinly covered pussy over his exposed stiff cock.

"Fuck Ji I need you so badly," you moaned. His lips still wrapped around your nipple. He nodded his hand traveling down your body. "I know baby I know. I'm gonna take good care of you," he said placing a kiss on your nipple. His hand slid past the waistline of your long flowy brown skirt. He went to lift your panties but found none. His eyes glowed as he felt the softness of your skin.

"No panties?" he teased raising his brow. His fingers traveled to your naked pussy scouting up your wetness and circling it around your clit. "Bad girl," he teased pressing down on your clit. You groaned loudly, louder than you ever have before. It made you nervous knowing you had a full staff working today. You covered your mouth but Jisung reached up removing it from your puckered lips.

He spoke no words to you just fucked his fingers into you preparing you for his cock. "Jisung please I need you," you whined. He nodded. "I know baby but let me get you ready," he said lifting your skirt with his free hand. "Besides I haven't even been able to taste you again," he said with a smirk. His fingers slipped out of you. He pulled the skirt off your body exposing your naked frame to the room.

He couldn't help the drool that pooled at the corners of his mouth. He could see every curve of your body. The curve of your breast, hips, and ass. Every inch of your body is perfect to him. It made his cock twitch. He covered himself with his hands as he admired you. He didn't jerk off, he just admired concealing himself for a moment before he watched as you spread your legs open wide for him.

He gawked at the sight of your glistening core. He wasted no time preparing you. He launched down and like a starved man he ate every inch of your pussy. He licked and sucked on your clit his fingers toying with your entrance. He fucked one finger inside soon followed by another. Both fingers are soaked with your wetness. He pressed your body down with his free hand continuing his assault on your clit. He craved your taste. He was so grateful to have you under your pussy in his mouth. It was his turn to give you everything.

You were unable to control the sounds that left your lips. Head tossing and turning. Your hands gripping tightly onto his thick dark high. Rutting your poussy against his pink lips. His waist fucking into your mattress the more you used his face. No one had ever made you feel like Jisung did. The way he wasn't eating you just to get it over with but to make you feel amazing. To help you and be the reason you feel euphoric. Whatever it was and what he was doing felt too good to let go. You made sure he was yours after this.

His skills shocked you. You already knew he was good with his hands but his mouth too? You couldn't help but wonder what his cock would feel like deep inside you.

"Jisung baby I'm so close," you moaned tightly holding onto his hair. He tilted his head up fingers still deep and curved inside you. "Cum in my mouth baby let me taste more of you," he said breathlessly. A few more licks and you came hard in his mouth. He groaned into your pussy sending vibrations throughout your body. Jisung spilled onto your mattress as well. Unable to control himself.

He distracted himself allowing himself time to get hard again but sucking up all your cum and taking some of it on his fingers. He lifted his two fingers to your lips. You opened your mouth for him sucking both fingers past your lips. The scene itself was enough to make him hard again.

He aligned himself at your entrance then realized he wasn't wearing a condom. "Y/n do you want me to wear a condom?" he asked. You lifted yourself on your elbows shaking your head.

"No it's fine I'm on the pill," you said. "Besides," you smiled. "I want to feel you," you said teasing smile. He sent you one back. Grabbing onto his dick he aligned it at your entrance. He slowly pushed his head into you. His tip slowly inching inside.

He sank further and further into your tight pussy waiting for you to let him know when he could move. He held his breath the entire time apart of him afraid to fuck things up. He needed this to be perfect for you. He needed every time you were with him to feel good. He wanted to make you feel this good every day. There was a slight pain once he fully bottomed inside you. You tried to ignore it. The burning you felt.

After a few silent beats of unsteady breathing, you tapped his bicep to move. He moved slow at first his face contorted in pleasure. He wasn't even fucking you yet and he already felt so close to bursting. He lifted you flipping you both over so you'd be on top. Legs on either side of him. You rocked your hops forward picking up speed. Jisung held onto your waist and back tightly nails digging into your plush skin.

You bounced on his cock head falling back in a daze. "Fuck Ji," you cursed. He sat up tightly gripping your waist and fucking fast into you. He slammed himself into you hard picking up his pace. From this angle, he was so close to you. The front of your body pressed against his. Both your bodies are connected mixed with sweat and cum. He groaned loudly feeling you squeeze around him.

He was losing his mind. You were lost in the feeling. "Fuck baby I love you," he moaned and you smiled moving some strains of hair from his face. You leaned down placing a passionate kiss on his hot lips. When you pulled apart your forehead rested on his. "I love you too," you said back. He smiled brightly still at a loss for words. Unable to steady his breathing at the feeling of you wrapped around him so deliciously tight.

"Faster Ji," you moaned head falling back. He flipped the two of you over. Lifting your legs around his waist. He grabbed onto yours angling your body and spreading you wide. His cock digging deeper into your pussy. He was so deep inside you his dick with a slight curve brushed over your spot. You moaned out loud almost choking. Jisung smirked quickening his pace.

"That feel good?" he asked between breaths. You nodded but he shook his head. "Words baby or I'll stop," he lied. "It feels so good Jisung," you moaned eyes shut lost in pleasure. "Good girl," he said. His eyes traveled down to where his dick disappeared inside you. "Fuck baby I could fuck you for hours," he said feeling himself getting closer to his high.

You raised your brow growing a smirk on your lips. "What's stopping you?" you asked playfully. Your hand reached around him pulling him closer to you. The other held on tightly to your sheet like it would save you from Jisung's dick that drilled inside you.

"Fuck baby I'm so close," you moaned head falling back. Your moans grew louder and pussy tightened around his cock. He reached his hand around his fingers circling your clit. Your moans are higher pitched with the added feeling. Both of you loud groans echo in your bedroom. He gritted his teeth determined to bring you both there. He felt your release. Your pussy soaking his dick. The squishing sounds you made as he continued to fuck you. Some of your cum dribbling down the sides of his shaft.

Overstimulated you squeezed around him. He squeezed around him one last time before he spilled. He coaxed your inside your cum mixing with his. He road out both your highs before he slowly pulled out. "Fuck," you cursed head falling onto your pillow. You looked up at him. He was kneeling on your bed, naked and glistening. His chest rose up and down, lips parted and high sticking to his forehead. The sight itself was enough to have you soaked again.

Jisung turned to you lovingly. He moved beside you placing a kiss on your lips. "I'll go get a towel," he said. But you pulled his arm stopping him. You smiled sitting up from your bed. You leaned closer to his lips. "Or we could just take a shower," you teased. He nodded scouting you up in his arms. "We can do that too," he said placing a gentle kiss on your nose before he carried you into the bathroom.

"I love you," he said as he lay next to you in bed. You smiled at him both of you naked under the soft covers holding each other in a warm embrace.

"I love you," you said back a smile on both your lips and in your eyes. You have found not only your friend but your person. Jisung understood you and loved you no matter how ugly life got. No matter what you did in your past or future. You saw him and he saw you. He wasn't a loser to you. He was someone you loved.

He felt honored to be loved by you. Someone he'd loved from afar for so long had finally seen him.

Took you long enough.

Two Years Later.

Just after finalizing your divorce with Johnny Jisung waited in the car as you stood outside the prison Ten currently sat in. You had sent him a letter two years ago but never came to meet in person. The letter told him how upset you were at him but wanted to hear his side of things.

You walked inside with a police officer by your side. You walked into a room with a chair. behind a desk. Ten sat at the other side. You felt nervous in the days leading up to now. However, with Ten sitting across from you it didn't feel as bad anymore.

"I got your letter," he said peeling the paint on the desk. “I was wondering when you’d finally show,” as he spoke he refused to look into your eyes. You sighed looking at him.

“I just want to know why,” you said still a bit of pain in your voice. "Why did you send my father the video?" you asked.

He lifted his head slightly. “Does Jisung know you here?” He asked. You nodded your head. Ten lightly scoffed a smile on his lips.

“I was angry,” he said. “And jealous,” he said the words just slipped from his tongue so easily. “I knew you loved me Ten but was it all worth it?” You asked. He shrugged.

“You were mine for a few days. What a few days from forever?” He asked finally looking into your eyes. You sighed wishing he’d understand your feelings for him were not the same as his.

You shook your head. “On paper yes,” you nodded. “But I never felt the way you feel for me you,” you said shaking your head. “I never will Ten and that’s okay. I’m not saying your feelings for me don’t matter because they do. You were one of my best friends. I cared for you like my friend and you betrayed me. You kept secrets from me. Friends don’t do that,” you said the hurt in your voice heard.

“Push away any romantic feelings aside I know deep down at a certain point you viewed me as your friend,” you said. He shook his head. “I never saw you as my friend Y/n. I liked you the moment you helped me,” he confessed.

“I think I was just more upset I couldn’t tell you myself,” he shamefully said. “I wanted to tell you, I did. But I lost my chance to,” he said. “I’m sorry I fought Jisung and I’m sorry for hurting you. I never meant to cause you pain. I just wanted to have you, even for a moment. I know you don’t feel the same way and I’ve accepted it but just for a moment,” he said.

“I’m sorry I forced you to love me,” he said letting his head fall. You chewed on your lip. “I forgive you,” you said. He picked his head back up, a hopeful look in his eyes. You stood up from your seat. “I wish you the best in life Ten, truly I do,” you said to him. The hope faded from his eyes and was instead replaced with understanding. He nodded head falling in shame.

“Thank you for forgiving me,” he said before you walked away. Out of his life forever.

Everyone else remained the same. The men all apologized to you but remained with crushed egos and low self-esteem thanks to you. Johnny let you go. Jaehyun wrote a book about you and finally moved on as well. Haechan goes to therapy. Doyoung moved back home to help his community by working as a tutor. Jungwoo became an actor and Wendy a singer. You're all busy now but still make time for Sunday brunch.

Yuta is still missing. But the last everyone heard he was working on a farm in Japan. Mark transferred schools and is still scared of you. YangYang is working on himself and how he treats girls. Jaemin’s business was surprisingly successful. He’s made a living selling weed even though he doesn’t have to, his parents are extremely wealthy.

Jeno and you are still at each other's throats but for the most part, keep it quiet around the family. And Si Cheng is still in China forced to work with his father. Most of their families cut them off or at least about half of what they normally got.

Chenle got better at hacking and now working for the government. And you and Jisung are still happily together.

You traveled, and your business is even 10x more successful than it was when your father owned it. He retired. You also learned to love yourself.

It no longer bothers you when people call you an

“Easy A”

You may have been the reason they all got kicked out of school and lost thousands of dollars to their names as well as a few of their titles. Some of their parents even cut them off since you exposed all their lies. But to you, it was all worth it.

If you had the chance you'd do it all over again.

Fin

GUYS omg I can't believe it's finally done. Let me just say thank you all so much for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this final part of the series. It took me so long to write this, you don't understand. I would start the chapter and then delete it. Then started again it was bad lol. I didn't know how to start or end it.

Then I thought about it and I wrote this. I didn't leave my computer the whole night. I just got to work. I told my roommate when she asked what I was wondering I was writing an essay for school. This at first definitely felt like an essay.

I am really proud of how the series turned out. Let me know what you think. This series was really fun to write even though I felt stuck sometimes. I'm really excited it's over but I'm also sad. I'm gonna miss writing about Y/n and her ruin all these men's lives.

Overall thank you so much for reading and please be on the lookout for future projects.

Thank you.

Happy Reading :)

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I'm currently working on Frat Boy pt 10 and I'm telling you guys right now I'm so excited to finish and post it. I haven't felt this excited about some of my posts in a while but I'm super excited to post this.

The ending is definitely something none of you expected. ;)

#fanfic #nct fanfic #nct scenarios #fluff kpop #kpop angst #nctzen #fluff #kpop smut #light angst #nct smut #easy a

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It has come to my attention many of my links for my work have not been working.

I re-uploaded all my posts with links to any of my works. As well as an updated master list. Everything should be working now. If not please let me know.

Thank you all so much for reading my work and I apologize for the inconvenience.

Happy Reading :)

#nct fanfic #fanfic #nctzen

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NEW ! Masterlist

Total Works: 31

Nct 127

Taeyong-

What We Do in the Shadows

Johnny-

The Entertainer

The Frat Boy pt2

Yuta-

I Begin to Desire You, Call it Playing With Fire

Come to Me Like, You'll Swallow Me Up

Like A Storm, You’re My Favorite

The Drop Out

Doyoung-

She Wolf

I Begin to Desire You, Call it Playing With Fire ,

You, Who Brought Heaven

Like A Storm, You’re My Favorite

Pink Perfume

The Nerd

Jaehyun-

The Night Turns a Shade of Pink ,

I Begin to Desire You, Call it Playing With Fire

Loving You is Incomplete and Risky

Like A Storm, You’re My Favorite

Rise & Shine Rise and Shine

Part 9: The Frat Boy pt1

Jungwoo-

Pose

Nct Dream

Mark-

First Love

Mark Text

With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility…And Head

The Geek

Renjun-

Part one: The Ravenclaw

Jeno-

Shower Sex

The Jock

Haechan-

So Many Things To Hate About You

The Gamer

Jaemin-

Warm Me Up

Close The Door Behind You

The Supplier

Pretty Pink Lips

Jisung-

Human Anatomy

The Dork

The Frat Boy pt2

Wayv

WinWin-

The Liar

YangYang -

The Skater

( I will write for Kun, Ten, Xiaojun and Hendery in the future).

Series:

Completed: Vampire Series Starring Nakamoto Yuta, Kim Doyoung and Jung Jaehyun

Completed: Easy A

Ongoing Series: Hogwarts Dreams at Night

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Okay so i’m thinking after my Easy A series I want to right some imagines and short fics.

But for my next series I really wanna do something Harry Potter related. I have some ideas swimming in my head involving Dream.

What do you guys think?

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Guys I changed my user name.

But it’s still me 🫶🫶

I didn’t wanna use my name anymore 😭😭

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Part 9: The Frat Boy pt1 starring Jung Jaehyun has no been uploaded! Please go check it out I’m promise there’s so really juicy stuff going on.

If you haven’t read the other parts please do so, so this part makes the most sense !

Here is the link: Part 9: The Frat Boy pt1

Enjoy!

I can’t believe we’re almost done.

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Part 9: The Frat Boy Pt1

Starring: Jung Jaehyun

Summary: Jaehyun loved escaping from his rich life and enjoyed letting loose. His girlfriend was wild and known for trouble. The two of them did what they wanted, when they wanted. He partied into all hours from the night to the morning. He may not have been the best boyfriend but he loved his girlfriend. However, when they start to get older they realize the conversation for them has changed. Her father proposes the idea of marriage. She disagrees and fights against the idea, but the choice is not hers to make. Jaehyun wants to marry her. He was her first love and he wishes to keep her by his side. However, their disagreements create a divide in their relationship he breaks her trust. Now ignoring the rumors surrounding her plans to take down his friends he willingly goes to speak with her without even realizing it's another one of her wicked tricks.

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of being filmed without consent, Smut (Fingering), Drinking and Cheating.

MINORS DO NOT READ

This is a long one.

Words: 13k

Enjoy :)

You are late,” you said to Jaehyun who had finally arrived at the coffee shop. His chest heaved up and down, his cheek flushed and the tips of his ears red. He stared down at you. The tea before you is hot, smoking rising from the up. The sunglasses over your eyes concealed the excitement and fear in your iris.

He held up a letter in his hands motioning it to you.

“I know everything,” he said letting out an exhausted breath.

“He knows too,” he said with a smirk.

"I'm not even surprised you told him," you said as you sipped your tea. You placed it back down with a small shrug. "Then again when could I ever trust you?"

———

Early that week, five days before Johnny.

“Four tickets as promised,” Wendy said to Miyeon. The two stood outside Wendy’s car parked a few blocks away from the dorms. You sat inside shades concealing your face. You briefly looked at the interaction between the two. Miyeon a curiosity led her to look your way, only for you to move your head.

Wendy came back into her view handing her the beige envelope. Miyeon smiled going to take the package but Wendy pulled her hand away. Miyeon scoffed but Wendy pursed her lips.

“Proof first,” she said holding the envelope in her hand tightly her arms crossed over her chest. Miyeon annoyed sighed as she dug into her pink purse for her phone. She showed it to Wendy and Wendy took out her phone to take pictures of the messages. There in the text was proof she had dumped Jaehyun.

“If it makes a difference I blocked him,” she said. Wendy looked up at her. She eyed her with a shake of her head. “You’ve got a trip and money, and you’re asking for more?” She asked. Miyeon shifted uncomfortably looking away from Wendy. Wendy scoffed out a chuckle swiping through the messages and taking more photos. Miyeon’s leg bounced as she waited.

Once she was done she handed the phone back to Miyeon. “Delete those,” she said. Miyeon nodded putting her phone away. Wendy placed her phone away too, avoiding a few gazes from people who passed by. She handed Miyeon the envelope She held it in her hands opening it and checking the tickets were in there. With a satisfied smile, she closed the envelope.

“We’re done here,” she said as she walked away and back to the car. Wendy watched as Miyeon walked off and back to the dorm. The two of you waited for another hour, watching in the black car as Miyeon and her friends walked out with suitcases and purses. They were all laughing and smiling, excited about their trip. A car soon pulled up taking them away to the airport. Once it drove off Wendy took off back to your place.

“We need to move quickly. Jaehyun may have his moments but he’s not stupid. Johnny will eventually start whispering in his ear,” you said pacing around your living room. Everyone including Ten sat on your couch, Ten and Jisung sitting the farthest apart.

“How much time do we have?” Jungwoo asked. You shrugged followed by Wendy. The room fell silent for a moment before Jungwoo spoke again. “How about approaching him like Haechan? Or Mark?” He asked. You shook your head, Jisung as well.

“It’s different Jaehyun is the only one there who genuinely likes Y/n. Or at least at a certain point, he did. They have history, history he doesn’t let anyone forget,” he said the last part he had rolled his eyes.

“So it needs to be more meaningful?” Wendy asked. You nodded. “Something that would make Jaehyun believe he was receiving a second chance,” you said as you tapped your chin. You continued to walk back in forth forcing your brain to come up with some sort of idea.

“Is there something you used to say or do together?” Jisung asked you. You paused for a moment thinking. You went to speak but were cut off.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Asked Ten who sat alone on the couch. He eyed Jisung motioning his hand to you as he sat up. Jisung eyed him gritting his teeth. He really did not want to have another fight not when time was of the essence but Ten was proving that to be difficult. “Ten stop,” you said eyeing him. You crossed your arms over your chest. “Now is not the time,” you said looking away and walking to your kitchen. You were starting to get thirsty.

“Oh really?” He asked watching you always away. “Then when will it be? Huh?” He asked sounding much more upset than before. “When we can act like I’m not in love with you anymore? When you don’t talk to me in the next six months and then after time is up we can act like things never happened?” He yelled.

You slammed your cup of water on the counter placing a hand on your hip. “Ten that has absolutely nothing to do with what we’re discussing right now,” you said annoyed. You let out a frustrated sigh.

“I mean honestly can you think of anyone else but yourself right now? This is important to me and-“

“And what I’m messing it up?” He asked a scoff leaving his lips. “What? I mean you can’t be serious,” he said. Jisung moved closer to your side. Ten scoffed again shaking his head in disbelief, a smile forming on his lips.

“I knew from the beginning I thought this was a bad idea. But I had hope for you, seeing you made it so far. But do you honestly believe Jaehyun will want anything to do with you after that video?” He asked.

“He doesn’t have the video. Yuta gave me the copy,” you responded.

“Yeah?” He said raising a brow. “And how well can you trust Yuta? How well can you trust Johnny? Are you sure they weren’t lying to you?” He asked anger in his voice.

“Doyoung wouldn’t be that stupid,” you spat back.

“Oh really? So since we trust one of them to take them down Winwin, we have to trust all of them?” He asked. You remained silent seeing that arguing back got you nowhere.

“Or is this no longer about Winwin?” He said. Jisung confused looked in your direction.

“What does he mean?” He asked you.

“Ten stop being an ass,” said Wendy. He ignored her speaking anyway.

“It means that Winwin was only an excuse to get her to where she truly needed to be. He was the last straw,” he responded to Jisung but only spoke in your direction. “Her father didn’t want her to have the company not unless she was married. They all knew that and all took their bets. They fucked with her life and she needed a way in to fuck work theirs. Winwin was her final straw and you,” he said looking at Jisung.

“You were her ticket in,” he said with a satisfied smile.

“She’s been playing you the whole time,” he said taking your glass of water off the table and bringing it to his lips for a sip. Jisung stunned and hurt turned to you hot tears brimming in the corner of his eyes.

“Is this true?” He asked. “Have you just been using me?” He continued.

You sighed. You didn’t even turn to Jisung. You kept your focus on Ten.

“It’s time for you to go,” you said to him. “My maid was just showing you out,” you said watching as your maid appeared at his side. He placed the glass down. “I’ve overstayed my welcome anyway,” he said looking between the two of you.

“Unfuckingbelieveable,” said Wendy who flopped onto the couch. She shut her eyes for a moment. You walked over to Wendy.

“If you don’t mind I need a moment alone with Jisung,” you quietly said to her. She opened her eyes nodding. She stood up “Of course,” she said. You pulled a pass out of your pocket. “Take it to the spa. We may be a while,” you said with a smile. She smiled back taking the pass from your hands and heading to your front door.

You ushered your staff away and they fled as you made your way back to Jisung who still stood at the counter, shocked.

“Y/n-“

“Look I need you to understand that Ten is on a whole new level of asshole. He’s gone completely mad-“

“Is it true?” He asked hurt in his voice. You looked up at him and then away. You nodded your head slight fingers resting on your chin. “Yes and no,” you said with an awkward smile. “In the beginning, I barely knew you, and I used you. But after becoming your friend no. I don’t view you as anything more or less than a friend,” you said feeling a slight sting in your chest at the word “friend”

He nodded wiping a few tears away. “I can’t believe I’m crying,” he said with a sad smile. You gazed up at him. “Why?” You asked. He shook his head.

“If I share all my feelings for you. I won’t be able to help you,” he said. You nodded sitting back at the counter. “Fair enough,” you said watching as he sat beside you.

“So back to Jaehyun,” you said. Jisung wiped a final tear stain away cleaning his throat. “Yes. From what I’ve overheard he’s still head over heels for you,” he said causing you to scoff. You rolled your eyes.

“The nerve,” you said with a shake of your head.

Jisung curious sat back in his chair. “What did Jaehyun ever do to you to make you dislike him so much? I’m sure it’s gotta be something bad if you saved him for the end,” he said with a half smile waiting for your story.

You sighed arms crossing over your chest. “It’s simple really, he cheated on me,” you said with a wave of your hand. “That’s it? I thought, knowing you, it would be crazier,” He commented.

“He cheated on me with our English Professor our first year of college,” you said. “Me, Him, and Johnny are the only ones who know. Of course, now you know as well,” you said. Jisung with wide eyes tilted his head. He clapped his hands pointing in your direction.

“I remember Jaehyun telling us about studying with his professor. We all thought it was a little weird since he only seemed to care about Basketball, partying, and you. But I never would have thought he would have cheated,” he said with a shake of his head.

“Neither did I. But I guess the stress of his father and mine got to him, so he claims,” you said.

"Your father?” He asked. You nodded. “My father liked Jaehyun a lot. He wanted him to marry me and take over. I wasn’t and I’m still not ready for marriage. Jaehyun was willing to marry me but when I said no he didn’t argue. Our parents did though and it caused a bunch of fights and ripped us apart. Soon he cheated and I broke up with him” you said.

You two paused for a moment before you spoke again.

“I think I kept Jaehyun for the end not only because he would cause a lot of damage being that they all worship him and Johnny. But partly because I wasn’t ready to face what happened,” you confessed. Jisung nodded along listening to you.

“When I found out I had to pull it out of Jaehyun. At first, when I saw the message on his phone I assumed it was a girl in his class or a girl he met at a party,” you said gently shaking your head. Your eyes barely meet Jisung’s. “I saw the text and confronted him,” you said.

“What did it say? If you don’t don’t,” he said.

You sighed. “Come over she misses you,” you said annoyance in your tone. Your hand fell on the table with a scoff. “I opened his phone and checked through every message. It had been going on for three months. I looked for anything that would give me her name, anything. Until I saw, out of all their pictures,” you shivered grossly.

“A picture of her face. That’s when I recognized my English professor sending my boyfriend a half-naked selfie in her bedroom,” you said letting out a sigh. You shook your head tongue poking the inside of your mouth. A servant who had remained in the room appeared holding a bottle of liquor. He poured you a glass. He offered one to Jisung as well, and he accepted. When he poured the two glasses he left the bottle. You both thanked and the two of you cheered before you each took a sip.

“What did you do when you found out?” Jisung asked placing his glass back down. You scoffed out a smirk at the memory. “What did I do?” You said in the form of a question. You chuckled lightly.

“I had checked his phone while he was in the shower. So I opened the bathroom door and dragged him out of the shower. I threw his phone at him and didn’t bother to let him explain. He was so confused until he picked up his phone,” you said shaking your head and letting the glass dance in your fingers. You placed it back down your front facing the counter and arms crossed over your chest.

“He got dressed and begged for my forgiveness. I said it’d be the last time he made me look stupid,” you said the last part dropping your smile completely.

“When was the first?” He asked. “When he proposed in front of our families,” you said pausing for a moment.

“Something you have to understand Jisung,” you said turning to him. “Some of these boys I’ve known for a good part of my life. They come from rich and powerful families. They just want to be where mine is at, that’s all. They think I’m some sort of prize to be won. It’s made them obsessed with the idea of me. It’s disgusting,” you spat sipping your drink.

“It’s disrespectful,” he said. You raised your glass to that.

“We should probably get back to the plan. Jaehyun will take me back but not without questions,” you said. Jisung tapped his finger on his chin. “You can try giving him a second chance. Make him think you’ve believed he’s changed and that you’ve forgiven him,” he said. You nodded in return before you spoke.

“That’s good. If he thinks I not only still have feelings for him but have taken the time away from him to forgive and forget then it will work,” you said. You lightly pushed Jisung’s shoulder.

“You are a genius. Kiss your brain,” you said with a smile. Jisung smiled only shaking his head in return with a smug shrug.

———-

It can't be that hard to talk to Jaehyun right?

Wrong.

It was easy when Jaehyun came to you. You’d ignore him or insult him.

But that was him coming up to you.

Going to him would give him some sort of hope.

And you were still nervous to talk about what happened.

What if you hear you did something wrong?

What if deep down you did?

No. This is just you overthinking. It’s just Jaehyun.

You let out a breath. You stood beside a trophy cabinet just outside the hockey team's locker rooms. It was right across the basketball team's lockers. You watched closely waiting for Jaehyun to emerge just after practice. As you waited you saw when Si Cheng left the hockey locker room. You rolled your eyes watching as he and Mark left together.

Mark briefly looked in your direction. When he saw you he stopped letting Si Cheng walk off alone. He came over to you uninvited. You huffed when he reached you.

“What?” You asked. His eyes widened for a moment but then fell. “What did I do?” He asked. You scoffed. “I know what you and Doyoung did,” you said. He felt his heart drop. His eyes were wide and breathing unsteadily. You annoyingly rolled your eyes. “Oh relax I’m not doing anything right now. I’m not here for you,” you said. Mark felt slightly more calm although your “right now” did not go unnoticed. He calmed for a moment.

“Who are you here for? Taeyong? He won’t be here-“

“Ew no. I’m here for Jaehyun,” you responded.

Mark surprisingly looked at you. “Jaehyun?” He asked slight raise in his brow. You eyed him up and down. “Yes,” you said back. “Problem?” You asked looking back at the locker room. Mark shook his head. “No, but he has a girl-“

“Girlfriend? I already took care of that,” you said back rather quickly. Mark at a loss for words shakes off the tension. “Well then I’m sure if you walk right up to him things will work out well,” he said.

“You think so?” You asked. “You won’t know until you try,” he said motioning his hand to Jaehyun who emerged from the locker rooms, finally. You turned away walking towards him.

His back was turned to you, a duffle bag hanging over his shoulder. He was talking to Johnny and Chenle. Johnny hadn’t noticed you but Chenle did. He motioned to Jaehyun with his eyebrows to turn. Jaehyun mid-laugh, confused, turned around. His smile fell when he saw you. Quickly it rose up into a curve.

“Y/n? To what do I owe this pleasure?” He asked turning his whole body to face you. Johnny appeared on his left watching you closely. You looked away from Jaehyun eyeing Johnny. You took Jaehyun’s arm in yours. He let your hand slip through. “Can we talk somewhere private?” You asked eyeing Johnny. Jaehyun looked over at Johnny when he looked back at you, you were already looking at him.

He nodded. “Sure,” he turned from his friends letting you guide him away. You didn’t have to look over your shoulder to feel the glare Johnny was giving you.

The two of you walked down the hallway arm and arm. Everyone around you gasped and gawked. It was the first time in a while the two of you had been spotted together. Once upon a time in this university, you were the couple everyone loved, the couple everyone wanted to be. When you both broke up no one knew why, but they had assumed you had down something wrong. They slowly turned you into the villain. A villain they all loved and hated.

“Here should be good,” you said pointing to a couch by a window. He nodded setting his bag down at his feet. You sat beside him back turned from the large window. Snow fell outside covering the floor completely white. Jaehyun went from looking at your eyes to the snow, then back to you. Remember how much you loved it when it snowed.

“So,” he began.

“So,” you said back awkwardly.

“What did you want to talk about?” He asked his hand falling to rub on his jeans.

You scrunched your lips letting out a sigh. You held eye contact for as long as you could.

“I was talking to Wendy the other day. We were talking about a lot of things that happened in our lives,” you said looking away from him. You played with the hem over your sweater.

“What did you talk about?” He asked eyes still focused on you.

“We talked about life, school, relationships,” you said. You let out a sigh acting as if you were finally biting the bullet. “Then the topic of you came up,” you said looking up at him. He leaned back a little surprised. “Really? How come?” He asked interested in your explanation.

You continued to play with your sweater. A slight shrug as you went to speak. “I thought about everything that happened. What we went through during and after. I’m ready to talk about it. If you want,”

“I do,” he said quickly a hint of desperation in his voice. He sat closer to you, you could smell his fresh scent coming from his body. “I want to talk to you,” he said. “I want to tell you everything even though I know it will hurt. I want you to know what happened Y/n. Because I care about you. I always have,” he said.

You nodded. A part of what he was saying stung a little. Even if you hated from for lying and letting you take the hits for the end of your relationship a part of you deep down wanted this to be real. You had been together since high school. He was your first. You will always love Jaehyun. And he will always love you.

You felt a few years begin to form. You wiped them away with the back of your hand. “Let’s go somewhere a little more private,” you said. He nodded standing up. He lent out his hand for you to take. You accepted it standing up. He took both his duffle bag and your purse. He walked you to your car. He placed your bag inside and opened your car door.

“I brought my car too. I’ll follow behind,” he said. You nodded settling inside. The moment the door closed you let out a breath. You felt your whole body shaking the moment you spoke to him until you sat in the car with the door closed. Your nerves were on overdrive, you had never been so nervous in your entire life. You let out a breath you didn’t even know were holding. You reached for your water bottle drinking, drowning in the water.

When you finally set the bottle down you exhaled again. You looked up at your mirror seeing Jaehyun strapped on his seat belt. You had to relax. You started your car turning to leave the parking lot. Jaehyun followed behind.

You tried to play some music as you drove the twenty minutes from the university to your apartment. Although if you keep calling your home an apartment Jaehyun might get upset. He always reminded you that a penthouse was no apartment, at least not the kind you used to act like it was.

———

You both sat in your living room. The afternoon shifted into the evening. The snow continued to fall over the city. Both you and Jaehyun sat on your couch, two cups of hot chocolate on the coffee table. Your feet rested beside with fuzzy socks covering them. Jaehyun's body was turned to yours both feet on the floor resting on your fluffy white carpet.

He leaned forward picking up his mug and bringing it to his lips. He hummed at the taste setting it back down. He always enjoyed the way your maid, made hot chocolate.

"I think you should go first," he said after setting his mug down. His pleading hopeful eyes looked into yours. You shook your head.

"No, you go. Mine is shorter," you said. "Save it for the end," you said with a warm smile. He didn't protest and instead rubbed his hands on his jeans again. "Okay," he said letting out a breath.

"Before I cheated I had gotten into a fight with your father," he said.

"About what?" you asked.

"About you, us. He wanted me to marry you," he said. "To take the company," you said. He nodded. You scoffed sitting back. You brought your hand to your forehead shaking your head. "All because I'm a girl," you said. But Jaehyun stared at you confused. Unsure of what you were talking about. He shook his head slightly.

"What do you mean?" he asked. You lifted your head up. "He said that he could never have a woman like me running his company," you quoted. Jaehyun chuckled and now you were confused. "I don't think he meant it the way you took it," he said.

"Then what does he mean?" you asked. His chuckle faded a soft smile on his lips. "It means you are too powerful. He was scared," he said. You raised a brow. You scoffed hand touching your chest.

"Too powerful? How is that even bad?" you asked. He shrugged.

"Maybe he was scared of what you could do. He always talked about how smart you are," he said with a fond smile.

"He did?" you asked. Jaehyun nodded surprised you didn't know.

"All the time. If I didn't know him I thought he was trying to convince me to marry you," he said. Your smile slowly fell. "But he didn't have to right?" you asked. He shook his head. "I knew I wanted to marry you once we graduated high school," he confessed.

You almost believed him. You felt your heart began to swell in your chest. You felt the warmth rise in your cheeks and spread throughout your whole body. You pushed the confessions side remembering why he was here and what he did to you.

"Continue what you were saying before," you said ushering him to speak. He silently took your first hit at him. Nodding off and going back to his story.

"Your father wanted me to try and get you to agree. Agree to marry me but I refused to. I knew it wasn't what you wanted. He disagreed. he said the only way for me to get the company was if I married you," he said.

"But why you? What made you so special to him?" you asked. Jaehyun licked his lips and swallowed feeling a burn in his throat. He leaned down grabbing the hot chocolate drinking almost half the mug. Confused you watched as he sat it back down really anticipating his answer if it made him react this way.

"Sorry," he said wiping his mouth. "Anyways, you can't get upset," he said. You laughed, "Upset? Now you have to tell me," you said. But he didn't laugh back. His eyebrows furrowed together nervously. Your laughter died down and instead, you wore a smile. He shifted in his seat rubbing his hands on his jeans again.

"Jaehyun tell me," you said dropping your smile. You shifted closer nudging his shoulder. He sighed looking away from you again with a small shake in his head as he tried to say the words out loud. He decided to just bite the bullet after you asked him again. What can your father do to him now? You are not together anymore.

"He arranged for you to marry Johnny instead. He said if I didn't hurry up and marry you then he'd give everything to him. I knew it was a terrible idea and you would hate him forever if he did that to you, I'd hate him too. I'd also hate myself for letting you go. Even though I did that anyway," he said the last part low his head bowing in disappointment.

Shocking wouldn't be enough to describe how you felt. You felt your heart stop and your brain hurt. Everything was being puzzled together in your brain. The more you thought about it the more your mind became clear. Your head began to pound from all the heavy thinking and conclusions you were coming to.

Jaehyun could see it all over your face. He could see the confusion and the realization at once. The hurt and the pain that formed in your eyes and the disappointment that appeared as well. He frowned wanting to take that away from you. Wanting to relieve the pain in your head and heart after hearing your father was going to betray you then. Jaehyun didn't know the lengths of your pain. He had no idea your father was betraying you now too.

You looked around your living snapping out of your thoughts. You rushed up onto your feet heading for your purse. You stood up too quickly hitting the coffee table and slipping your hot chocolate. Jaehyun quickly picked up the mug but the servants ushered him away cleaning the mess instead.

"Y/n!" he called to you. You were slipping on your boots. Still dressed in this afternoon's clothes you rushed to put on your coat. "Y/n where are you going?" he asked seeing you zip up your jacket. You didn't respond just continued getting ready to go. Jaehyun wasted no time putting on his coat as well. You looked over to your maid.

"Get the car ready. Tell the chauffeur to meet me outside. Let him know I'm going to NCIT Tech" you said. She nodded running off the phone in her hand. Jaehun still confused followed you out.

"Y/n tell me what's going on? I thought you wanted to talk," he said. You huffed stepping into the elevator. "I need to see my father," you said tapping your foot quickly on the ground. "Now?" he asked surprised. You turned your head eyeing him.

"If your mother tried to marry you off to the person you hate. You'd want answers too," you said. Jaehyun didn't argue back.

"Can we at least talk in the car?" he asked. The chauffeur waited outside the car but Jaehyun opened the door for you. The chauffeur stood back and walked over to sit in the driver's seat instead. Jaehyun sat beside you. Once both car doors closed you nodded.

"It's about a thirty-minute drive, explain," you said.

The chauffeur started the car leaving the penthouse and down the busy street.

"Explain where you left off," you said. Jaehyun nodded exhaling cool air leaving his lips. "I argued against it. He eventually came around saying if I left then you would find someone else to be with and hopefully marry them instead," he said. You nodded listening to him.

"I didn't want to do that either. I tried once but I couldn't go through with it," he said. "When?" you asked. "The beginning of summer before we went to France," he confessed. You widened your eyes.

"You were gonna dump me before France?" you asked. He shook his head. "I tried to but couldn't," he said. You huffed rolling your eyes.

"I would have taken that over what you actually did," you said. Jaehyun felt the sting in his chest. But now he had the time to confess everything to you. He wouldn't mess this up, he couldn't. he couldn't risk losing you again.

"You know if losing me hurt so bad why did you cheat?" you asked.

He sighed. "I can't come up with an excuse because there are none. I got close to our professor as I purposely drifted away from you. I thought if I disant myself you'd leave me," he confessed. You scoffed.

"So what I'd be the bad guy? If I broke up with you so many people outside of school would hate me, more than already do. You would have given them an even bigger reason to hate me. They'd talk about how "I left such a good man," you shook your head. The sides of your fingers brush over your lips.

"They would never believe me. Only you," you said becoming frustrated with just the idea of what would happen to you. Your world was not too different from the rest of the world. Women achieving or accomplishing anything would always be asked if they had the help of a man to reach this level of success.

Your father was a very intelligent man who knew how this world worked. He knew even though he held the power to control everything and everyone that the society you were a part of would never let you breathe if they knew, his only child, his daughter had the company.

You had already heard at dinner parties and charity events you attended. "I'm sure she will marry someone who will be perfectly suited for the company,"

"Surely you aren't letting Y/n take over. She is too emotional. The company would fail,"

Your whole life you heard these things. How imperfect you are for business. People loved gossiping about you. They loved the stories they heard, they all loved to hate you. Every member of the upper-class society's children attended the university they went to. Sure some were there on scholarships, but they meant nothing to the students who attended school on their parent's money. You went to high school with most of these people. There was escaping the image they had created for you.

So you gave them stories to tell.

You were the girl who drank and partied. You went to clubs in the city as an underage girl hanging out with a group of girls who deep down hated you because they envied you. People wanted nothing to do with you. Which is why your father needed you to marry. Marriage would be seen as you become humble. Becoming a better person and a better fit in society. But you refused which is why Jaehyun was pushed away so far.

But when gossip broke out that you were on the market it became impossible to date again. Every man wanted the future they could have with you, some even becoming obsessed with the idea that they believed they loved you. It's why men sniffed your underwear or stole your perfume to lie to their friends about sleeping with you.

You were the ticket to a wealthy and successful life. A life their parents would be proud of. A man their fathers respected.

Jaehyun was just like the rest of them. He was kind, yes, but it doesn't take away from the fact he lied and betrayed you. He made you believe he cared about you and the future you two had together. You even thought to yourself that one day you could, when you were ready, marry this man.

That he was the love of your life. He was the only man you ever loved out of all the boyfriends you've ever had. Jaehyun was your first, and from what you had always believed, he'd be your last.

He nodded, "I know. That's why I left my phone unlocked. I wanted you to find it and read the texts. See my faults so I couldn't deny them," he said desperately trying to make you understand. Your head was turned away from his but his entire body was facing you.

He silently begged for you to look at him. His eyes pleading wish you'd believe him and trust that your only feeling towards him was anger. He could take you being angry and upset with him. He would even rather you hate him than be disappointed in him.

You let out a shaky breath. You fiddled with the hem of your sweater. You knew there was only one way to break his heart. Destroy him into pieces. One thing you could not deny was that Jaehyun was in love with you. Even if he messed up. Even if he left you heartbroken standing in your bedroom cold and full of tears. You knew there was denying his love for you.

And sleeping with him was not the way to hurt him.

You turned your head only slightly. Now was too soon. Jaehyun would prove to be useful in the upcoming days. You knew you needed Jaehyun on your side and you knew exactly how to do it.

"Jaehyun I need to tell you something," you said a shudder in your voice. Jaehyun nods scouting closer to you. "Anything," he said breathlessly. You felt tears rolling down your cheek. Why were you crying? It was supposed to be easy. Jaehyun was supposed to be the easiest one. So why? Why did it hurt so much to speak to him, to even look at him? Why did it crush you deep in your heart? After all, he betrayed you.

He lied to you that night you discovered his text whether you were meant to or not. You found them dragged him out of the bathroom and threw his phone at him. You remember every detail of that night. You remember seeing his phone light up. You remember getting an awful feeling in your stomach, a feeling Jaehyun had never given you before. Your gut was screaming at you to check his phone. Your brain agrees.

But you were secure in your relationship. Jaehyun unlike a few ex's in your life had never made you feel insecure. He made you feel confident and beautiful, smart and appreciated. Watching snow fall outside reminded you of Jaehyun because of the Christmas you spent together outside of the party his mother hosted building snowmen in the park fully dressed in suits and gowns. The same man whose ears turned bright red the first time he ever saw you during freshman year of high school.

Jaehyun the man who loved you gave you the worst feeling in the dippest pit of your stomach. You check his phone and remember your shakey hand reaching to cover your mouth. The way the texts became blurry because tears clouded your vision. The pain you felt in your chest and stomach once the phone dropped onto the bed. You remembered the sadness quickly turning into anger.

The bed creaked when you rose. You ran to the bathroom door swinging it open. You pulled back the shower wall breaking the glass from how hard you yanked it open. Jaehyun's face was far from being confused. He was shocked, but it felt like he knew. When you think of it again his face, he knew he got caught without even saying it.

You remember all the anger turning into the rage. Having enough strength to drag him out of the shower. You threw him on the ground. He stood up quickly and you grabbed his phone throwing it at him. You cried as you spoke, and yelled. Your face was hot and burning with tears. You cursed at him as he rose to his feet a hunch in his back. A hunch of shame and self-disappointment.

You wasted no time in kicking him out. Only allowing him to leave with the clothes he put on and his phone. Everything else you had donated or destroyed, and he did not stop you.

If you felt this way about him.

Then how would he feel if he knew you almost fucked Johnny?

But after all this time. Even being who you were before Jaehyun and after, why was this still the hardest thing to do?

Was it because you loved him too? Or deep down you knew this could ruin everything. The only way to find out is to tell him.

"When I broke up with you I was angry. I wanted to find a way to hurt you, the way you hurt me. So I went to a party at the Frat. I was sad and drinking, I found myself outside just looking at the lights from the buildings," you paused for a moment. "Then Johnny came out. Johnny and I never get along, ever. But this night it felt like he heard me. It felt like he saw what I was going through, and instead of using it against me. He talked to me, gave me advice and a choice," you said.

Jaehyun raised a brow. "Choice?" he asked. You licked your lips sitting up a little more. "I should have known then it was for his own selfish needs," you said with a shake of your head. "It's crazy, it's hard to say. This whole time I've been trying to keep you forming finding out. Yet here I am telling you," you said with a small smile.

"Tell me what?" he asked.

"Johnny suggested we'd have sex. That he'd let you overhear him bragging about it. I agreed knowing it would hurt you. We didn't make it very far before I noticed the camera they'd hidden," you said.

"They?" Jaehyun asked clenching his jaw. You looked down seeing his hands ball up into a fist. His knuckles turn red. He let out a huff as he pictured everything in his mind he'd do to Johnny. "Mark and Doyoung set up the camera," you confessed. Jaehyun nearly almost lost it. He only composed himself because he was with you.

He saw red. His eyes looked everywhere else but yours. He wanted to kill him, them. All of them for hurting you.

"Is that what they were talking about when Johnny said he had a surprise for us?" he asked putting every piece together. "It was around the time we were trying again. I saw you dancing with another girl and it set every feeling I had off," you confessed.

Jaehyun scoffed covering his mouth and legs shaking. He shook his head in disbelief. "Driver," he said. He peered his head over his shoulder. "Stop the car," he said. You felt your heart skip a beat and pinch in your stomach. You were scared he was angry at you. "Jaehyun?" you called feeling when the car stopped on the side of the street. Jaehyun let out a sigh.

He finally looked you in your eyes. "Look I want you to know I'm not angry with you. I'm hurt that you went to Johnny of all people but I'm not angry with you. I understand why you did what you did. I have no reason to hate you for it either. I just need a moment to take care of something," he said taking off his seatbelt. He pushed the car door open stepping out. He looked at you one last time before saying.

"Good luck with your father. I'll see you later," he said then closed the door. The driver started again with only you in the back seat of the car.

You turned away from the seat Jaehyun sat in and faced the back of the driver's seat instead. After some time you turned to the window instead. The driver glanced at you from the mirror above. He reached down and turned on the low radio, then continued his drive. You kept your focus on the buildings and city lights.

You didn't even notice when the driver pulled up into the parking lot of your father's building. Quiet only with your thoughts playing loud in your head. The noise stopped once the car door opened. The driver standing holding your car door open glanced at you again.

"Miss Y/L are you alright?" he asked. You snapped out of your thoughts. You blinked a few times snapping your head to him. You nodded while looking up at him. "Yes I'm fine," you said trying to exit the car but was pulled back by your seatbelt. You shook your head reaching over to undo your seatbelt. Embarrassed you unclipped the seatbelt and then quickly left the car.

You walked into the elevator of the parking lot. Your arms crossed over your chest trying to shake Jaehyun from your mind. If you could only think about Jaehyun how could you confront your father? You tried to think of everything else Jaehyun said. How he was not mad at you and understood your reasoning.

You just had to forget everything and remember why you came here. Your father lied to you about Johnny. He arranged for you to married.

You marched down the lobby the minute the elevator dinged. People stole glances seeing you walk in. Stopping their conversations just to watch you. They wondered why you came here. Why did you look so upset? Are you fighting with your father? They all changed topics and began gossiping about you instead.

"The CEO's daughter is here, look," someone said to a coworker next to them. They turned to look at you with wide eyes. She pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of you walking down the hall.

"Do you think she's here for business? heard she might get the company," one guy said to another who sat beside him. Both of them watching you. The other shook his head. "No look at her clothes," he said pointing to your outfit. "She's wearing jeans and a sweater. Daddy's money probably ran out and she needs it quick," he joked to his friend the two laughing together.

You ignored what they said and focused on reaching your father. You stepped into another white elevator feeling your body lift as the elevator rose. You watched as it went higher, the numbers increasingly getting bigger until you hit the one-hundredth twenty-seventh floor. Once the elevator dinged you stepped out alone. Everyone else had gotten off between floors fifty-five and sixty.

You entered the lit hallway alone. Your father was modern with his design. The hallways were white and bright. Simple art pieces hanging on the wall that cost millions of dollars. Black statues were placed in a waiting area where a green marble receptionist's desk sat. A few leather couches and a marble coffee table were placed near a grand window overlooking the city. The kind of window that made people look like ants.

There weren't many offices up here. Not even your father's assistant had an office up here. The only office up here was, the co-owner of the company and the much larger office to the back belonging to your father.

Two security men stood outside his office door. They instantly recognized you as you approached the door but still didn't let you pass. You walked up to both of them and they stared you down with stern expressions on their faces. Their biceps flexed under their shirts when they held their arms crossed over their chest. They stood tall over you eyeing your frame.

You looked up at them eyes flicking between both.

"Let me through I need to see my father," you said going to reach the door. They both moved closer to the door blocking the handle. They shook their heads.

"I'm sorry Ms Y/L we can't let you through," one said. He was bald and wore a scar on his bottom lip. Confused you raised a brow your cheek slightly lifting. "Why?" you asked. The other spoke body still facing the front. He only slightly leaned over to talk to you.

"He's in a meeting and wants no interruptions," he said.

"And that includes you," the other said sternly commenting on your habit of bursting into your father's office even if he has a meeting going on. This time the guards being here and not letting you in gave you a bad feeling. Normally they'd let you walk in. But today they were stubborn. It left you with a bad taste in your mouth. You felt like your father was hiding something, hiding something from you.

"Fine," you said with a sigh. You let out a shrug. "I'll just wait," you said walking off and into the small lobby where the receptionist Samantha sat. She sighed seeing you walk back in. She put down her book and picked up her phone dialing a number.

"What happened this time?" she asked. You sighed flopping onto the black leather couch. "He won't let me in," you said staring up at the ceiling. She sighed bringing the phone to her ear. "I'll let him know you're here," she said. She tapped her finger on the desk waiting for your father to respond. You didn't bother getting hopefully. This wasn't the first time you showed up and had to wait to see him. It had been this way your whole life. This why you burst into his meetings, you got tired of waiting. This would not be different.

"Hi yes sir your daughter is here to see you," she said waiting for him to respond. "Are you sure? It seems urgent," she said glancing at your frame hung over the couch pout on your lips as you counted the cracks in the ceiling. "Yeah sure is," she said again. "Five minutes? Okay, I'll let her know," she said with a smile. Your ears perked up and you turned to her.

She dropped her smile and placed the phone back down. "What did he say?" you asked looking in her direction. She sighed opening her book again and flipping through the pages to where she left off. "He said he has a client in there but he'll be ready I'm five minutes," she said. You huffed and turned back to the ceiling. She sighed with a shake of her head placing her book down.

"What's wrong?" she asked annoyed you disturbed her time to read.

"I won't see him in five minutes," you responded. "Yeah?" she raised her brow. "How do you know that?" she asked.

"Because he does this every time," you said fingers dancing on your cheek bored. She sighed shaking her head. She had known you since you were a little girl. You used to come here and run around the long hallways and leave a mess of toys all over the coffee table. She'd watch you while your father worked and your mother was away on a business trip. You always helped put your toys away when it was time to go. She took care of you like you were her own.

She knew you well. She knew you well enough to know that right now you were not being dramatic. Your father's meetings always ran long. She also knows you are not here for money. You never came to see him for money. It was always to just get his attention. But this time it felt different. Your presence was random.

When you showed up abruptly like this it demanded his attention. Usually, it worked too. You would bust right in guards and all. This time you didn't put up a fight. You just sat there quietly, which was also alarming since you always talked her ear off. She couldn't help but ask.

"How come you've come to see your father today?" she asked watching you. You sat up slightly but your feet still hung over the arm of the long couch. Your hands rested on your stomach. "My father has been lying to me about a certain man who I can't seem to get rid of. I just found out he arranged for me to be married to him and the very idea of it makes me sick," you said becoming frustrated the more you said it out loud.

"That's terrible," she said. Samantha normally didn't feel bad for you. You were a spoiled rich girl who lived in a luxury apartment. But there were times when she did, this was one of those times. No matter who you are you should be forced to do anything you don't want to do.

"So what do you plan on telling him when you get into his office?" she asked. You shrugged, "I don't know. I haven't thought of anything yet," you said. You nodded putting her book away. Clearly, this would take more than a short and simple piece of advice to help you.

"Tell me what happened. Then will figure it out," she said. You sat up more facing her. "From the beginning?" you asked. She shook her head rolling her eyes. "No, I want you to tell me everything from the end," she said. You sucked your teeth looking away. You pursed your lips eyeing her.

"Well tell me you nut!" she said from behind her desk. You huffed but cleared your throat and told her everything.

"So I just need two more of them off the list and I'm done for good," you finished saying. Samantha let out a breath. She didn't know just how lengthy your story was going to go.

"And that Jisung boy is helping you?" she asked. You nodded, "Yup," you answered. "And he's friends with him?" she asked to clarify. You nodded again. "Yes," you said.

"And you like him?"

"Yes- hey," you said sitting up more. She chuckled seeing your reaction. "I knew it. You can try and sit here and tell me you had 'feelings' for Jaehyun in that car but we both know at the end of all of this you're gonna try and be with Jisung," she said reading you your rights. You had nothing to say back. The girl who was never quiet was silenced.

"Also," she said snapping her fingers to get your attention. You blinked a few times but came back to reality. She motioned to the door. "That boy you were talking about Johnny. He's in there with your father right now," She said. You almost fell off the couch trying to stand up. Once you stood upright and balanced you made your way to her desk.

"What?" you asked. "Tall, slim, handsome with good style. He walked into that office with your father thirty minutes ago," she said. "How long have I been telling the story?" you asked. She looked up at the clock seeing an hour gone back. Both of you widened your eyes and she clicked a bottom under her desk. Both security guards headed down the hallway. She motioned you to go and you did. You ran past them reaching your father's door. Both men turned to come after you but you opened the office door locking it behind you.

You stumbled in and saw your father with a cup of tea in his hand laughing alongside Johnny. You fixed yourself before their notice. You stepped further in Johnny seeing your first.

"Oh Y/n," he said catching your father's attention. Your father turned around with a smile on his lips. He set his tea down and walked over to you. "What a nice surprise," he said setting his tea down next to your fathers.

You hugged your father. Johnny took your hand in his and kindly placed a kiss on it. He took in the scent of your perfume briefly shutting his eyes before letting you go. You pulled your hand back turning back to your father. "I need to speak with you father," you said to him. Johnny remained in the room. "Alone," you said. Johnny nodded to a man coming up behind him and placed a coat on his back.

"Johnny you don't have to leave," he said with a smile. He turned back to you, "Y/n do not be rude," he said sternly. He turned back to Johnny who shook his head. "No no, it's fine. I've overstayed my welcome," he said motioning his hand. "Are you sure?" your father asked and you gagged. Johnny nodded, "Truly it's fine and besides," he said coat now fully on. "Your daughter is far more important," he said with a smile as he glanced at you.

"We'll catch up later," he said shaking your father's hand. He walked over to you and politely placed a kiss on your cheek just like he always did in front of your father. "See you later Y/n," he said with a wink. You sent him a sarcastic smile watching as he walked out of the room. Once you heard the door click you turned to your father. Your father turning to you as well.

"What is it?" he asked walking to his desk. He sat down behind it and you sat in front of it.

"It's about school-"

"I already paid your tuition-"

"No," you said shaking your head. He sighed placing his hands down on his desk. "Then what is it?" he asked. You let out a sigh looking away from him. "Y/n?" he asked searching for your face. You felt tears form in your eyes. Here you were sitting in front of your father getting ready to tell him what was going on. It was so much harder to tell than Jaehyun. At least you knew Jaehyun had done wrong, he couldn't judge you. You also didn't tell him the entire story. You only spoke of your past.

But you knew it was time. It was time to tell your dad what was going on at school.

"Y/n?" he called again when he heard you sob. He reached over the desk but you moved away. He let his hand fall not reaching out to touch you again since you refused. "Y/n you have to tell me what's going on. I'm worried about you," he said begging for you to speak.

"What do you want? Money?" he asked.

"No. I don't want your money," you spat back. Slightly taken back he felt a pinch in his chest. He sat back in his chair eyes still focused on you. "Then what do you want?" he asked.

You barely looked at him. "For you to listen," you said. He nodded, "I'm all ears," he said.

"Johnny and his friends have been harassing me for years," you confessed. Your father shook his head. "There's no way," he said. You scoffed finally looking up at him. Your rising anger giving you strength. "No way? How are you gonna tell me there's no way when you're a part of that problem?" you asked your face and body quickly becoming hot. He gushed shaking his head. "This is nonsense. This is just you looking for attention again-"

"It's not," you said, begging for him to hear you. "I know about the arranged marriage," you said. He shook his head. "That's not harassment," he fought back. You sat back eyes widening and heart pumping. You felt multiple stings in your chest. "You really don't believe me?" you asked. Your father didn't respond he just sighed. You nodded, "Okay," you said standing up.

You dug into your bag pulling out a flash drive. You held it in front of him. "This is the only one left," you said handing it to him. He didn't bother taking it from your hands. So you placed it on his desk. You also pulled out the crumbled loose-leaf paper from your bag. You threw it onto his desk as well.

"After you watch this because I know you will. Don't come looking to help me. I've already got it covered," you said as you turned your back.

"So why did you come?" he asked looking down at the flash drive.

"Because when everything finally explodes at least you could have said you heard it from me. I'm done wasting my life trying to get your attention," you said back still facing him. You grabbed your purse to leave but your father stopped you flash drive in his hand.

"What is on this?" he asked. You got close to him, "You'll see," you said. You ripped your arm away from him. You began to walk away but you turned around facing him again.

"Also, I don't want your company anymore. You can keep it, moms is better anyways," you said as you walked out. Your father wasn't too stunned. He assumed once again this was just you trying to get his attention. He loved you in his own way, he just didn't have time to show it. He eyed the flash drive and then threw it in the trash.

You left the building stepping outside. Your driver waiting for you standing outside the car rocking side to side from the cold air. Your driver opened the door revealing Jaehyun. You were surprised to see him but sat beside him. What surprised you even more was Jisung sitting beside him.

The driver started the car. "Jaehyun what is going on?" you asked.

"He knows," Jisung said. You turned to him still shocked. Your heart skipped a beat at his words. "What? Jisung you-" you began but Jaehyun cut you off.

"It's okay. I'm not upset," he said. You turned to him. "You not?" you asked you feared getting caught and then him being upset more than anything. He shook his head. "No," he began.

"I want to help," he said as the driver took off to your apartment.

A few short hours later your father sat in his office tapping his fingers on his desk waiting for your call but it never came. He huffed and sighed, constantly checking his watch but he was confronted with nothing. His eyes also every so often glanced at the trash can. It was like an itch he refused to scratch. His leg bounced in his seat. Now he was eyeing the trash can.

With a frustrated huff, he stood up walking to the trash can. He moved a few pieces of paper out of the way and took out the small flash drive.

"It can't be that bad," he said walking back to his computer and pushing it in. He waited for it to start. All he saw was black until someone grabbed the camera. Doyoung held the camera in his hands adjusting it. He could see him place a sweater slightly covering it. But it wasn't fully blocked, you could still see a clear view of the empty bed in the middle of the room.

He felt a weird feeling in his stomach as he continued to watch. He told himself this was where he'd click off but couldn't bring his fingers to do it. Instead, he watched paying more attention as seconds went by.

He heard a voice in the back ask. "Is it set up good?" he heard another chuckle. "Yeah look," it was Doyoung pointing to the camera. Mark's face came into view searching for the camera. He finally found it smiling and nodding off at how well it was hidden.

"Awesome Johnny's gonna be so proud," he said. Doyoung nodded agreeing, "Hurry let's go before they come. Johnny will be pissed if we're here," the two leave the frame opening and then closing the door. From what he can see there's a partying happening inside the house. He could hear the muffled music through the screen.

He waited for a moment for something to happen. He skipped a few seconds and still nothing. He only perked up a little bit when Jaehyun came into view but he came in alone. He looked around the room checking a few draws until he found the weed he was looking for. Soon Jaemin appeared holding the door open and standing outside.

"Did you find it? I won't reimburse you," he joked causing Jaehyun to smile shaking his head. "Nah I left it in here. I found it though," he said closing the draw and leaving the room.

After that, nothing happened. He skipped a few more seconds and was ready to give up until he heard a familiar sound. He picked his head up hearing the sound of your voice.

"In here?" he heard you ask. You were holding onto Johnny's hand. It looked like you were using him to balance. You stumbled in tripping over something and landing on Johnny. You both chuckled and Johnny placed you on the bed next to you.

"Yeah, why not? He'll be pissed," he said leaning down seemingly to kiss you. You paused putting a finger to his lips. You looked him dead in the eyes. "Jaehyun can never know," you said and then began laughing. Johnny chuckled watching you fall back on the bed.

"This bed is so comfy," you said hugging yourself. Johnny chuckled again leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips. You kissed back with an open mouth wet drunk kiss. Your father cringed at the sight but didn't look away.

He was angry already about the fact that you were being filmed without knowing but what set him off completely was when he watched Johnny look over after removing his shirt and leaving you completely bare in front of him, He looked into the camera and smiled.

You followed his line of sight seeing the red dot. You instantly got up pushing Johnny away. You quickly got dressed and ran out of the room.

Livid your father ripped the flash drive out jumping out of his seat and to his office door. He ripped it open and his security followed him all the way to his car. He handed the flash drive to one of the security men. "Destroy this and if I find out you watched it I'll kill you," he said. The security confused threw it on the ground and stepped on it crushing it.

"Where are you going?" The driver asked. "Shall I take you home?" he asked seeing your father wearing an emotion he couldn't even explain. A mix of anger and fear is the best he could describe.

"Take me to the Suh residents. I need to speak with his father," he said to his driver.

The driver widens his eyes. "Sir that's all the way in Chicago and you not even packed to attend-"

"I said take me to the Suh residents. What more do I need to explain?" he asked annoyed the driver questioned him. The driver taking the hint turns away starting the car. He let out a sigh taking your father straight to the airport.

"I don't understand. You really did all of this?" Jaehyun asked you. Jisung sat beside him on the island. You stood behind handing them both hot cups of coffee. You placed your mug in front of you. Stirring it with a spoon. You nodded looking up from your cup.

"Yup. This whole time it's what I've been doing. Jisung has been helping me the whole time," you said motioning to Jisung. He nodded turning from you to Jaehyun. "It's true," he said catching Jaehyun's attention.

"Why?" he asked. Jisung sighed. "Since I moved in with you guys you all treated me like I was beneath you. Worst than beneath you. You treat me like I'm not even there and when one of you finally sees me it's just to use me as a punching bag. My problems with you all are far less great than hers, but she proposed a good plan," he confessed. Jaehyun raised a brow.

"She went to you?" he asked. You nodded. "May be a shock to you that I came up with a plan like this but it's true. Everything was my idea," you said.

"Why is it hard to believe?" Jisung asked. "Because in our world," Jaehyun began. "Y/n isn't exactly known for well-thought and executed plans. She's not even known for planning she usually just says and does whatever she pleases. She's always been that way," he said looking Jisung to you.

"It's why I fell in love with her," he said with a small smile. You widened your eyes taken back by his confession. You placed your mug down and scoffed out an awkward smile flipping between both Jisung and Jaehyun. Jisung was just as surprised wide eyes looking at you. You took a few steps back walking from around the counter.

"I just remembered I have some pastries that would go very well with our coffee. Jisung would you like to come with me to get them?" you asked him. He quickly rose to his feet with a nod. He followed beside you as you walked into the large pantry. "Jaehyun feel free to use the TV," you said as you lightly pushed Jisung into the other room.

"Oh my," You said turning and facing a wall of snacks. "I can not believe he just said that," You said with a scoff. You shook your head turning to face Jisung. Jisung stood there eyeing a few cupcakes that sat on a shelf in a white box. You walked over to him seeing he wasn't responding.

"Are you okay?" you asked.

He sighed. "I spoke with Jaehyun while you took a shower and changed," he said. You stepped closer. "What did he say?" you felt yourself becoming nervous by how slow he talked. And at the very idea they talked about you.

"He said that he saw he had a chance with you. That the two of you were talking for a while earlier and he assumed it was because you wanted to try again," he said barely looking at you. He played with the cardboard of the cupcake box. He let out a sigh. "Are you?" he asked.

"Thinking of getting back with him? No. I mean we talked and it went well but no. Not after what he did, I'm not a fool," you said staring at the back of Jisung's head. He let go of the box with a nod.

"Can I ask you something?" you asked seeing him move on to another snack in the pantry. "Yeah," he said picking up a pink box with a sparkly label. "Even if I did get with Jaehyun. Would you care?" you asked.

"Y/n why are you asking me this? I thought I was only your friend like you said before," he said letting out a huff. He placed the pink box down still refusing to turn to you. You shook your head stepping closer to him just inches from his back. You wanted to reach out and touch him but you were scared. Scared he'd push you away.

"Jisung," you called. But he shook his head. "I mean why? I thought once this was over we'd never speak again. You made it clear in the beginning I was nothing but your partner," he said becoming more and more frustrated as he voiced his thoughts.

"Jisung I-"

"Jaehyun is waiting. We have to finish this," he said walking towards the door. He pulled it open to leave but you appeared behind him shutting the door closed. He stopped, his chest rising up and down, his eyes trained on the doorknob. "Why?" he asked restless. You were so close you could smell him. You shut your eyes for a moment. You let out steady breaths.

You felt the jump in your heart. Your eyes shoot open. You grabbed onto his shoulder spinning him around. You reached up grabbing hold of the collar of his sweater. He didn't move his eyes just found yours. His lips parted but he didn't speak. He flashed from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes that were already focused on him.

From this close, he could smell your intoxicating perfume. He recalled only hearing stories. How soft your lips felt. He thought about the time you first asked him to spend the night the day you two became partners. How you almost kissed him then.

He wasn't a fool. He knew then you were just trying to secure him as your number two. Then he thought about the time in your closet. His feelings for you have grown. He thought and still thinks about you every day and night. When you didn't talk to him, it broke his heart.

He couldn't kiss you then when a part of him doubted your trust. But the only thing stopping him now was his fear of getting you caught.

"Y/n we can't-" he tried to say but you shook your head. You pulled him closer to you. "What's stopping us? Who cares if he's outside? He means nothing to me, you do," you said tugging him into you. Your lips meeting his. You pulled him closer to your frame. Fist still holding onto his collar.

Jisung pressed his lips against yours. Relaxing under your touch. He finally gave in. The softness of your lips and the shape formed right with his. It felt like the two of you were made to kiss one another. He hunched over just to reach your lips. His tall frame holding you against him. Slender veiny hands slid and held the back of your neck pulling you closer to him as your tongues battled for dominance.

He felt himself being careful with you. He knew you'd hate him if he treated you like a delicate flower. He let his hands travel, following the outline of your curves and placing his hand on your waist. Gripping onto the flesh and pulling you closer to him he stepped closer to one of the shelves.

He leaned you against it holding onto you. Your hands reached up gripping onto his dark hair. Your legs were lifting off the ground between being pressed against Jisung's large frame and the shelf you lifted your legs up fully, wrapped them around Jisung. He held onto you tightly still feeling up your curves.

He groaned into your lips when he felt you press against him. You could feel through your silk lilac pants Jisung's hardening cock. He could feel right where he was pressed against. Your hands gripped onto his waist pulling him closer to you. Pressing him right onto your clothed pussy. Jisung stumbled knees buckling at the feeling of your warm cunt underneath your pants.

He went to back up at the feeling but you reeled him back. Pulling him against you. He let go of your lips trying to catch his breath. His forehead pressed against your chest rising up and down. You motioned his actions your eyes looking up into his.

"Y/n I want to. I really want to but Jaehyun is right outside," he said letting out another deep breath. You pulled him close to again watching closely at his reaction. His body shuddered, his eyes fluttering closed and his head falling back. His lips parted another groan escaping his lips. You smirked a giggle leaving your lips.

"So let's kick him out," you said with a smile nudging his arm. Your hands slid up and down his frame feeling the muscles in his back and arms. He chuckled nodding his head eyes closing for a brief moment. His head still leaning down looking into your eyes. You leaned up inches away from his pink lips. You could feel his faint breaths on your face.

"Look," you said with a dazed expression, grabbing hold of his hand. You guided it from the grip he still had on your waist bringing it to your lower stomach. You unwrapped your legs from him standing with both feet flat on the ground. You slightly spread your legs apart and Jisung let you guide his hand. He watched intensely as you guided his hand in yours. You brought it to the waistband of your silky pants.

You slipped his hands past the band and let him touch you. He shuddered letting out an earthy groan. He cupped your pussy in his cool hand. His fingers feel around your folds with your control. "I'm not wearing panties," you whispered hovering over his lips. You slowly let go of his hand slipping it from your pants and letting him explore the flaps and outlines of your pussy.

He brought his fingers down to your tight hole. Feeling how warm and wet you were. He coaxed his fingers into your stickiness covering his veiny digits. He brought his fingers to your clit slowly rubbing circles over the bud. You let out a small moan looking into his eyes. Your jaw falls letting more small noises escape your lips. Jisung stomped forward pressing you against the shelf and speeding up his fingers.

He watched closely at your face. Your lips parted and eyebrows that knotted together. How your eyes remained half open. He couldn't help himself. Leaning down and passionately placing his lips on yours. He brother his fingers from your clit and closer to your hole. Teasing your entrance he circled the tight hole. "Jisung please," you begged against his lips. He swiftly slid his finger into your hole pushing in and out. How could he say no to you? He thought.

He slid a second finger into you. Fucking his longer fingers into you. He speeds up his pace. You broke away from his lips head falling back. Jisung held you in place fucking you good and hard with his fingers. He felt your wetness squish around his quick fingers. Your juice slipping out onto the rest of his hand.

"Fuck ji I'm so close," you moaned eyes squeezing shut. His lips parted focused on making you feel so good. All he wanted to do now was please you. "Cum on my fingers," he said through breaths. He quicked his pace biceps flexing. You held onto his arm squeezing onto his skin. You let out an earthy moan not caring if Jaehyun heard from the outside.

Jisung brought his other hand around your neck pulling you into a kiss. He could feel your fingers tighten around him. "Cum baby," his deep voice said against your lips. Your head fell back your cum dripping down his fingers. He slowly pulled his fingers out of you. Slipping them out of your pants. He stared down at his glistening fingers. He lifted them to his lips opening his mouth and moaning at the taste of you.

Your legs stumbled once you finally opened your eyes and tried to grab a paper towel. You let out a breathy chuckle followed by Jisung who caught you. He placed you back where you grabbed the paper himself he handed it to you.

"I'd clean you myself but right now I don't think I'd be able to control myself," he confessed with an apologetic smile. You cleaned yourself with a smirk. You threw away the tissue in the trash can nearby. "Yeah? Why is that?" you asked walking up to him. He smiled lips hovering over yours.

"Because if you let me clean you I won't be using a tissue," he said. You felt your cheeks heat up by his words. Never ever would you believe Jisung would speak so dirty to you. You couldn't wipe the smile off your face as you spoke.

"Next time I'll let you clean me," you said. He nodded with a smile matching yours and leaned down placing a gentle kiss on your burning lips.

The two of you walked out only to be confronted with Jaehyun standing right behind the door. His jaw clenched and fist balled. He let out a huff seeing the two of you.

You felt Jisung stiffen up but you didn't flinch.

"I told you I loved you," Jaehyun said dropping his act. A sad expression washed across his face. He shook his head looking down at his fists and letting them fall. He looked back into your eyes.

"What happened?" he asked a crack in his voice.

"What happened?" you asked back raising a brow. "What happened is you thought by telling me you loved me I'd take you back. Forgive you for what you did and what you've done to me and my friends. You hurt me Jaehyun. You broke my heart. And me not talking to you or getting angry at you, that did break your heart," you said with a small shake of your head. Years of frustration bubbling in the pit of your stomach and finally reaching the surface.

"You are my past love and that's what you'll always be. My first," you said. "So not having me isn't what hurts you. It's seeing me with someone else. It's seeing me happy without you," you said grabbing onto Jisung's hand. Jaehyun watched your hand mold into his. Jisung holding onto you. He looked over at you lovingly as you spoke.

"It's knowing I don't need you and never did," you said to him confidently watching as he looked away. "And that," you said looking away from your hand that held Jisung's to Jaehyun's eyes.

"That breaks your heart," you said to him. He frowned whipping his head away. He made his way to your front door walking past a few servants.

"Do you think he'll talk to Johnny?" Jisung asked watching him leave. The two of you walked into your living room. Watching as the door closed.

"I hope he tells him every word," you said with a proud smile on your face. You turned to Jisung.

"All I have left is Taeyong," you said. "Based on the chaos that's happened in that house. He should be easy," he said.

To Be Continued...

I hope you enjoyed this part 9 of my 10-part series. We're so close to the end guys. I really got into writing this part. I think I might even add a part 11 because I'm really enjoying writing the series. I actually kept a scene in that I was not going. It was the scene between Y/n and Jisung but I figured it added to their growing relationship and I know some of you have been asking for some Y/n and Jisung moments so that was my gift to you.

I can't wait to show you guys the ending lol.

See you soon :)

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