shyxcherry

[shyxcherry]

Affair of the Heart

summary: you had been Seonghwa’s secretary for 6 months. 3 of those months you had been secretly seeing each other. things were going well between the two of you and work. that was until Seonghwa’s father says that it is time for him to get married of someone of his choosing. will Seonghwa go against his father and stay with you? or will he do what he has always done and listen?

pairing: CEO!Seonghwa X Secretary!OC 

genre/warning: fluff, angst, smut

word count: 9k

note: after a long hiatus, i bring you this long overdue scenario. i hope you enjoy.

You push the hair out of your face balancing coffees as you step into your workplace. You nod your head to the security officer before flashing your badge. Your heels on the marble floor being the only thing that can be heard this early in the morning.

It was 7:30 in the morning. Normally, you weren't here until 9, but your boss, Seonghwa, had an important meeting at 9. He wanted to go over everything with you beforehand. He was a perfectionist. He felt like he has to be able to answer every question with confidence, or he feels like he's failed. You didn't see it like that though. You just saw a hardworking man who tried to impress his father.

You push the button on the elevator. Luckily, it was already on your floor, so it opened right up. You pressed the 11th floor where Seonghwa's office was. You tap your foot to the elevator music as the doors closed. Christmas music was already starting to play everywhere. You didn't mind it too much yet. That will probably change in a few weeks.

You step out of the elevator before walking to Seonghwa's office. You knew he was already here by the abundance on text messages you had received this morning. You knock softly on the door. You open the door when you hear a frustrated 'come in.'

You met the dark eyes of Seonghwa as you stepped into his office. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw it was you. "Thank God you're hear. Even though you are 10 minutes late."

"If you're going to be like that, I may just have to drink your coffee." You closed the door and walked into the room. Seonghwa let's out a scoff at you as you hand him his coffee. He went to grab it when you yanked it back. "Ah, what do we say?"

"Thank you." Seonghwa grumbled.

You had only been working as Seonghwa's secretary for about 6 months. You had spent the first month terrified out of you mind when you were near him. His dark eyes always bored into yours. You could never tell what he was think. Even now that you two are in a relationship, it's hard. He didn’t open up to you often.

Slowly he has started to open up to you. You were his right-hand woman after all, as you like to call it. You know he appreciates everything you do for him even if he doesn't say it. You make him say it sometimes which does annoy him.

“You look like a mess.” You tell him as he takes a sip of his coffee. You let out a laugh at the glare he gives you. “Good thing you have me.”

“I couldn’t figure out which tie to wear.” Seonghwa admitted. He held up two different color ties. His suit was a dark blue with thin stripes. He looked good in it, but he looked good in everything in your opinion. He was a handsome man. His jet-black hair was always slicked back. He was the type of man that all of the women threw themselves at. 

You snatched the light blue tie before walking up to Seonghwa. You lifted up his collar before tying the tie around his neck. Once you were finished you fixed his collar. You also fixed his sleeves of his suit. You couldn’t see it, but Seonghwa had a small smile on his face as you fix his outfit. He can’t help but laugh as you go over his suit with a lint roller.

“Why are you laughing?” You look up at him. You make him turn around so you can go over his back.

“My father said something the other day about you.” Seonghwa told you. “He said that you acted like you were my mother. I can start to see how he was right.”

“Is that so?” You asked sitting the lint roller down. You lean up close to him. Your lips brush against his making him close his eyes. He was always a sucker for your kisses. That was until you pulled away. “Come on. Since you made me come in so early, let’s get started.”

“You know how much I hate it when you’re a tease.” Seonghwa watched as you pulled your laptop and tablet out of your bag. You look up at him and wink.

“I know.”

Seonghwa chuckled as you brought your stuff over to the table where the meeting will take place. You sat down and pulled up the file that had everything that the two businessmen would be going over. 

Dae-Hyun was a businessman from a few cities over who owned a lot of restaurants. He wanted to open one up in the city, and he wanted some of the land that Seonghwa had owned. The two of you went over there to eat at one of their restaurants, and you two had enjoyed it. It was a little bit more of the expensive side. You felt like you didn’t do too well in fancy situations. Seonghwa knew this, yet he would still drag you into them.

“Okay. This is what I have so far.”

The two of you spent the next hour going over everything. From the look of the restaurant to the percentage that Seonghwa would want. You had them send over annual salaries, so you could make sure that they were offering you a good price. Especially since the land that they want is in the middle of your town. 

You wrote down any questions and suggestions that Seonghwa had on your tablet. That way the two of you could see it during the meeting. You had a habit of writing down questions that you think Seonghwa would have during meetings. That’s why the two of you worked so well together. As soon as he would think of a question, you would already have it written down.

Seonghwa kissed your forehead as you two finished. “You did good.”

“Thank you.” You blushed.

The two of you turned when you heard someone knock on the door. You both got up and fixed your clothing. Seonghwa went to open the door revealing Dae-Hyun and his secretary. The two men shook hands as they greeted each other. 

“Thank you for meeting with us Mr. Park.” Dae-Hyun spoke first.

“Please. Call me Seonghwa.” Seonghwa told the two men. He hated being called Mr. Park. He always told you that was his father. You remember making a snarky comment to him about how him and his father was just alike, so you didn’t see why that bothered him so much. This caused him to get upset with him. He didn’t speak with you unless it was for work for a few days. You never learned why that upset him so much. You also didn’t ask either.

“And this must be (Y/N).” Dae-Hyun looked over at you. “We spoke on the phone a few times.”

“Nice to meet you.” You shook his outstretched hand. Your eyes widened slightly as he brought your hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. You could feel Seonghwa glaring at Dae-Hyun without even having to look over at him. “Quite a beautiful woman. Don’t you agree Seonghwa?”

“I do. I’m very lucky to have her as my assistant.” Seonghwa forced a smile. You could tell that he was mad. He had a small vein that popped out on the side of his neck when he was angry. When it was just the two of you, you would normally sit on his lap and massage him. That normally calmed him down. But when you were in public, you had to let Seonghwa deal with it on his own. 

“Well, let’s get started, shall we?”

The meeting went well. You and Seonghwa worked like a well oiled machine together, despite only working with each other for less than a year. With your help, Seonghwa was able to negotiate a deal with Dae-Hyun about the restaurant. You even were able to get more money than what you had calculated. Seonghwa placed his hand on your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze. You knew what that meant. He was happy, and he wanted to celebrate. Whether that meant sex or food, you didn’t know. You really didn’t care either. As long as you spent time with him, it didn’t matter.

As you picked up your things, Seonghwa walked the two men to the door. You look over when you hear a chuckle com from Dae-Hyun. You meet Seongwha’s dark eyes for a second before he turned to look back at Dae-Hyun. You could only assumed that Dae-Hyun had whispered something in his ear due to how close he was to Seonghwa. 

You roll your eyes at them before turning to pack up your stuff. You walk past the three men as Seonghwa opens the door for them. They said their goodbyes as Seonghwa shut the door. You heard the distinct sound of his door locking before hearing Seonghwa walking towards you. You lean back against his desk looking out of the window as he appears in front of you. You look up to meet his gaze. 

“Do you know how hard it was listening to him when all he was doing was staring at you?”

“Is that so?”

Seonghwa raised his hand, resting it on your cheek. His thumb traced over your lower lip before traveling down the side of your face. He trailed his index finger down your neck before reaching your chest. You thought for a moment that he was going to rip open your button up shirt, but he didn’t. Instead he moved his hand to where it was resting on the back of your neck. 

“This shirt is very distracting.”

You look down at your chest. You did get hot during the meeting which caused you to remove your jacket and unbutton a few of the top buttons to get some relief. You didn’t mean to cause some unwanted attention from Dae-Hyun. Seonghwa was another story though. 

You reach up and unbutton your shirt the rest of the way. Your white laced bra was revealed to Seonghwa. “Is that better?”

Seonghwa waisted no time in pulling your bra down, revealing your breast. Your nipples hardened at the cold air brushing against them. That was soon replaced by Seonghwa’s warm mouth wrapping around your nipple. You let out a sigh of relief as his tongue swirled around your nipple. He released your nipple before he looked up at you with a smirk. His large hands gripped your waist before lifting you up, so you were sitting on his desk.

You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him between your open legs. His lips pressed against yours in a heated kiss. All it took was a squeeze on your bottom from him to make your mouth open slightly. His tongue slid into your mouth, almost exploring as if he hadn’t kissed you before. His hands then started sliding down to your skirt. You help raised your hips as Seonghwa pulled your skirt up, bunching it at your waist. 

Seonghwa broke the kiss before moving to your neck. His lips grazed your ear. “How wet are you babygirl?”

He didn’t wait to hear your answer as he pulled your underwear to the side and sliding a finger through your heat. As gasp came from your mouth as Seonghwa chucked. His pulled his hand up to show you that it was soaking wet. 

“Look how wet you are. I’ve barely touched you.” Seonghwa placed his finger that was covered in you juices in his mouth. You watched his eyes roll back as he sucked on his finger. A deep groan came from his lips as he pulled his finger out of his mouth. “You taste divine. Can I taste more?”

“Please.”

“Please what?” His forehead touched yours. “Use your words baby.”

“Please eat me out.” You begged. His lips pressed against yours, silently praising you for following his instructions.

“Good girl.”

He removed your underwear before shoving them in his pocket. He would end up keeping them as prizes. You had complained to him once before because you were running low on underwear. A package arrived to your front door the next week, filled to the brim with underwear. He never admitted that is was him though.

His hands gripped your thighs, placing them over his shoulder as he kneeled down in front of you. He waisted no time diving into your heat. You threw your head back in pleasure before gripping his hair with your hand. Seonghwa felt filled with pride as you moaned out his name.

“That’s right.” Seonghwa placed a kiss on your inner thigh. “Moan out who you belong to. And never forget it.”

“I won’t.” You moan as he inserts his finger into your heat. Seonghwa goes back to sucking on your clit as he moves his fingers in and out of you at a fast pace. You let out a particularly loud moan as Seonghwa curled his fingers inside of you. “Seonghwa, please.”

“Please what, baby.”

You look down to meet his eyes. They shined with mischief as he blew on your clit making you jump. “Please let me cum.”

“Since you did so good this morning baby.”

“Thank you.”

Normally, he teased to you out of multiple orgasms. That’s if he let you orgasm from his mouth. He mostly wants you to cum around his dick. He must be really proud for him to let you cum with his mouth.

You threw your head back as you nearly saw stars as you reached your high. A slew of “Seonghwas” came out of your mouth as you recovered from your high. You jumped when you felt him give your clit one last kiss before standing back up. Seonghwa grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you to him. You felt his constrained dick brushing against your heat as you kissed him.

“I need to be inside of you.”

You unbuckled Seonghwa’s belt before unbuttoning his pants. You pull both his pants and his boxers down before the collected at his ankles. His dick sprung up as it hit the air. You reached for his dick, rubbing your hand up and down as he let out a deep moan. You could tell he was getting impatient, as were you. You spit in your hand before rubbing it across his length. Seonghwa gripped your hips as you led him to your heat.

Seonghwa pushed in with a slow grunt. He placed his forehead on your, watching your facial expression as you adjusted to his large size. Seonghwa had a preference when you two had sex. He wanted to be face to face with you which shocked you at first. That was until you noticed how intently he watched you during sex. He was a gentlemen, watching your facial expressions so he knew how much you enjoyed it.

“You can move.”

Seonghwa pulled out before pushing back into you again. His first few thrusts were slow before he sped up to a sped he knew you both liked. You wrapped your legs around his waist as you pulled him closer. Seonghwa kissed your neck as he thrusted in and out of you. As he got closer to his high, he reached down and started rubbing your swollen clit.

“Seonghwa-”

“I know.” He kissed you. “Me too.”

You burried your head in his neck as you came to your high for the second time. Seonghwa let out a loud grunt as he came right after you. Seonghwa pulled out of you before lifting you up and sitting in his office chair. You slowed your breathing as you laid your head on his shoulder.

As you recovered from your highs, you brushed your hand through Seonghwa’s sweaty hair. He pulled you closer to his body as he buried his head deeper in your neck. He was so loving after sex. He would always make sure your comfortable. Even helping you bathe when he goes too hard. This was the Seonghwa that you loved, not that you would tell him that. Not yet at least.

“We need to get cleaned up. We have another meeting soon.”

Seonghwa looked up at you. “So, no round two.”

“Maybe tonight.” 

Seonghwa kissed you softly. “Deal.”

“I really don’t want to do this.”

You hear a scoff coming from your phone that was propped up on the bathroom counter next to you.

“Yes, because going to a fancy gala with one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen is such a bad thing.”

You look down at your phone with a sigh. You see Chae, your friend, laying on her bed reading a book. You had called her for emotional support because the two of you are completely different. You were someone who like to stay at home. You didn’t like meeting new people. It made you anxious. It took you a long time of practicing in a mirror to at least be decent in talking to people.

Chae, on the other hand, was the opposite. She loved being around people. She was always dragging you to some party or event. She refused to let you stand in the corner playing on you phone while she socialized. She would never let you leave her side, pulling you into her conversations. She pulled you out of your comfort zone, but you appreciated that about her. But at this moment, you wished she would see your side.

“That’s why I don’t want to go. Every girl in the room is going to be staring at him, which means they’ll stare at me. That’s a lot of pressure.”

Seonghwa invited you to a gala that his father was hosting. He said that his father had told him that he was making a big announcement there, but he didn’t know what. You had a feeling it wasn’t going to be good since his father told Seonghwa to invite you as well. It wasn’t a secret that his father wasn’t your biggest fan. You always felt intimated by him. Seonghwa and him were very alike. You could never tell what was on his father’s mind, but you didn’t think it was very good by the glares he gave you when his son wasn’t looking. You never brought it up to Seonghwa though. You didn’t like sticking your nose in everyone’s business. It just got you in unnecessary trouble. Besides, you didn’t work for his father; you worked for Seonghwa. 

“(Y/N), I know you don’t like attention, but at a place like a gala, you can’t let that show. If you act intimidated, they will rip you apart trust me. My advice is to give them something to look at.” Chae put her book down to look at you. “Your off to a good start. You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“Can I see your dress now? It’s been killing me.” You laughed at Chae. You had found the perfect dress a few weeks ago after Seonghwa told you about the gala, but you refused to show anyone. Both Chae and Seonghwa were upset about that decision.

You grab your phone and bring it into your bedroom. You sit it on your bed as you put on your dress, listening as Chae yells to hurry up. You zip up the dress before pulling your hair to one side. You were wearing this dress with a matching pair of shoes. You flattened your dress before looking into the mirror. For once, you didn’t feel self conscious in yourself. This dress hid all of your flaws.

“(Y/N)!”

“Alright. Alright.”

You pick up the phone and flip the camera, show Chae your dress. You smile as you hear her scream as loud as she could. You blushed as she showered you with compliments.

“Seonghwa’s going to flip when he sees you. Just make sure he doesn’t mess up that dress.” As she mentioned Seonghwa’s name, someone rang your doorbell. You looked at the clock on your dresser to see that it was time for Seonghwa to pick you up.

“I gotta go. I’ll call you later.”

“You better. I want details.”

You ended your facetime and put your phone in a small clutch. You then made your way to the door. When you opened the door, your jaw almost dropped at Seonghwa. He was dressed in an all black suit. The only color was a matching green handkerchief sticking out of his pocket. His black hair was gelled back with a few pieces framing his face.

You watch as his dark eyes slowly rake down your body. You almost start to feel self conscious because he wasn’t saying anything, but when he looked up at you, those feelings went away. 

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

You blush at his words. “Stop.”

“Never.” His hands lightly brush your cheeks before pulling you into a sweet kiss. He pulls away with a rare smile. “I’m one lucky man to have you.”

“I feel like I’m the lucky one. You look amazing.”

He rakes his hand slowly down your side, stopping when he grips your ass. Your hands go to his chest as he pulls you towards him. His eyes darken as your breast presses against his chest. “All I want to do is rip that dress off of you.” 

“Maybe if you’re good I’ll let you.” You push him back so you can turn and close your door. His hand stays dangerously close to your ass as you lock the door. You put your key in your bag as you turn to look at him. “Lead the way, sir.” 

He stares down at you with a smirk on his lips. “You’re going to regret teasing me.” 

“Am I though?”  

Seonghwa laughs as he grabs your hand. He leads you down to the SUV. He helps you get into the passenger's seat before hopping into the driver's seat. Music plays softly as he pulls out and heads towards the venue. 

“Do you have any idea what this announcement is?” You ask. 

“I don’t know.” Seonghwa mumbles. “But I have a feeling that it isn’t a good one.” 

A groan slips out of your mouth. “Don’t say that.” 

You feel fear pop up as you pull up to the venue. Seonghwa parked the car before running around and helping you out. As much as you want to hold his hand as you walk in there, you supress that by fixing your dress. You look up to Seonghwa as he calls your name. When you meet his eyes, his hand raises to your cheek before pulling you into a sweet kiss. He rests his forehead on your when he pulls away. 

“Whatever happens tonight, it isn’t going to change anything between us, okay?” 

You nod your head, trusting him. “Okay.” 

He links your arm in his as the two of you walk toward the venue. You take a deep breath as you mentally prepare yourself for this. No matter what happens, you need to keep a poker face. You know that there is going to be a lot of women in there staring at him, which means glaring at you. You remember Chae’s advice of not letting it mess with you. They can stare at him all they want. But who is he taking home at the end of this? 

As soon as you enter the main room, you felt every eye ship to the two of you. You quickly slipped your arm from his before playing the role of his assistance.

"Do you want anything to drink?"

He looked at you with sorrowful eyes. Before he could answer, some girl threw her arms around Seonghwa. You flinch as her talons that she calls nails scratch your bare arm.

"Seonghwa, darling. How have you been?" Her sickly sweet voice hit your ears making your stomach drop. It was Jiyun, Seonghwa's ex. You look over to see her beautiful blue dress that perfectly complemented her pale skin. Her dark hair was pulled in a fancy updo. And her makeup would look better than yours ever would. Her brown eyes shift to yours. "(Y/N), would you be a doll and get us something to drink? The usual please"

You swallow your anger down before giving her a fake smile. "Of course."

You quickly turn and make your way to where the drinks were being served. You told the bartender your orders and waited. You made the mistake and looked back at Seonghwa and Jiyun. Seonghwa met your gaze with an apologetic one. You almost smiled at how cute he looked. That was until Jiyun's hand grabbed Seonghwa's chin to make him look at her. You grumbled as you turned around. You were going to kick Seonghwa's ass for forcing you to come to this. Even if his father ordered you to attend as well.

You thank the bartender as he hands you the drinks. You take a deep breath before putting on another fake smile. You turn and walk back towards Seonghwa and Jiyun.

"Here you two go." You hand them their drinks. Before they could say anything, you bid them farewell. "You two have fun. I'll see you when the dinner starts."

You felt Seonghwa's eyes follow you as you make your way back to the bartender. You ordered the strongest drink they had before throwing it back and requesting another. You wanted to get those two off your mind, but it was hard when you could hear Jiyun's laugh from behind you.

"Don't you just love these things?" You hear a groan from beside you. You look over to see Kim HongJoong. He was a close friend of Seonghwa's. Besides Chae, he was the only other person to know about you and Seonghwa.

"This will be my first and last gala." Your sentence made HongJoong laugh. He clinked his glass against yours.

"One can only dream. How are you two?"

"Good." You reply. "If you count me having to stand here like a statue while that bitch tries to climb Seonghwa like a tree."

HongJoong chokes on his drink at your words. "So tipsy (Y/N) has no filter and is extremely jealous. Noted."

"Do you think you would act any better if you were in my shoes?"

"Absouletly not." He answers immediately making you laugh. "So, what's the point of the gala?"

You shrug. "I don't know, and neither does Seonghwa."

The music stopped as someone stood at the double doors that led to the ball room where dinner was supposed to be. Once he had everyone's attention, he held up the microphone.

"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. If you would please make your way into the ballroom, dinner will be served."

You visible relaxed as you smelled Seonghwa's cologne hit you nose. His hand was placed on the small of your back. You fought so hard not to let it affect you. All you wanted to do turn around and fall into his embrace. Instead, you let him lead you into the ballroom.

You had to admit that the place looked beautiful. There were hundreds of hanging lights lighting up the room in a soft glow. Along the edges of the room was bright blue lights that also gave the room a soft blue hue. In the center of the room was a large chandelier. It had branches that had expanded in different directions. There were more handing lights coming off the branches. There was a stage in the back of the room with a black backdrop and similar hanging lights like the ones on the ceiling. There were numerous long tables in front of the stage.

"Come on baby." Seonghwa whispered leading you two to your proper seats.

Music started playing from the live band in the back corner as everyone made it to their seats. You and Seonghwa were seated by a couple of his friends. HongJoong and his wife were in front of you. Another man named Mingi was on Seonghwa's side, and in front of him was Yunho and Yeosang. To your side was Wooyoung, and in front of him were San and Junho. This made you more comfortable as you weren't sitting by Jiyun. Though you her try to convince him of you and her switching spots, but he quickly refused that idea.

After everyone got seated, dinner was served. You have never had food quite this fancy. The appetizer was a creamy butternut squash soup. The main dish was lamb chops with a side of sauteed potatoes. The dessert was Crème brûlée.

Thankfully to Seonghwa and his friends, you forgot that you were at the gala. It felt like a typical Friday night. That was until the music stopped. You hear someone tap a microphone making you look up. Mr. Park Stands on the stage with his microphone in one hand and a glass of champagne.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I hope everyone is having a good time." He received a round of applause from the audience. "Don't forget that we will be having a silent auction within the next hour. All proceeds will go towards the charities of the buyers choice."

You shifted in your chair as you felt a pit of anxiety in your stomach. This gala wasn't just for charity. Seonghwa was right. You glance at him to find him already staring back at you. You feel his hand grab your thigh before squeezing gently, reminding you that everything will be okay.

"There is also one more announcement I need to make." Mr. Park pauses for dramatic effect. "I will be retiring at the end of the year."

Your eyes widen as everyone gasps. You feel Seonghwa stiffen beside you.

"It's no secret I'm getting older in age." He jokes making people laugh. "I was waiting until I was sure my company would be left in good hands, which it is. The company will be going to my amazing son, Seonghwa."

Everyone cheered as Seonghwa played the part. He stood up from his chair before bowing for everyone. Once the applause died down, Seonghwa sat back down. His hand went right back to squeezing your thigh, but this time it didn't make you feel better.

Everyone knew the rule of corporations like this. Seonghwa had to get married before he could inherit the company. And by the gaze Mr. Park gave to you, it wouldn't be you. That's why he wanted you to come. He wanted to rub it in your face that you will never have Seonghwa.

"With that being said, lets get started with the silent auction."

Mr. Park stepped off the stage. The lights went dark as they started to set up the items for the auction. When Seonghwa was sure no one was watching him, he stood up from his seat. He motions you to follow suit.

Seonghwa grabs your hand, lacing your fingers together. He pulls you out of the building. You tried to tell him that this wasn’t a good idea, but the look he gave you shut you up. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this mad. 

“I don’t know who the hell he thinks he is. Doing that in public without talking to me first.” You hear Seonghwa mutter.  

You two make your way to his car. When the two of you get to the car, you hold up your dress to get into the car. You expected him to open the door for you, so you let out a gasp as he turns and pins you to the car. His hands grip your waist tightly before lifting you up. Your legs wrap around his waist as his hand squeeze your ass. Your question about what he is doing dies in your throat as he slams his lips to yours. You let out a moan as he squeezes your ass hard, his tongue slipping into your mouth. Your hands grip his hair as he explores your mouth. 

He breaks the kiss to trail kisses down your neck. He nips and sucks on a particular spot until you’re sure he has left a mark. You let out a whimper as he continues his attack. 

“Hwa, what if someone sees us?” 

“I don’t care.” He mumbles making his way back up your neck. “I’ll fuck you right here and show everyone that I’m taken.” 

You feel yourself become even more turned on if that was possible as he said those words. He presses his lips to yours once again. This time slightly softer. Your hands caress his face as he breaks the kiss. “Can I take you home?”  

“Please.” You beg. 

Without putting you down, he opens the passenger's door and sits you inside before getting in himself. You buckle yourself in as Seonghwa starts the car. You don't bother to talk to him, to bothered by the hand lingering on your thigh.

You pull up to his house 15 minutes later. He mutters the word 'stay' before he gets out of the car. He walks around and helps you get out of the car. You follow up up the driveway and into his house.

You both take off your shoes before you take his hand and lead him to his room. You know his eyes are on your ass as you take the stairs. When you walk into his room, you turn around and pull him into a deep kiss. You pull him back before pushing him onto his bed. He lands on the bed with a soft dud. 

You thank yourself that the zipper on this dress is somewhere you can reach. You slowly reach around, unzipping your dress before letting it pool at your feet. His eyes darken at your matching black set. You step out of the dress and into his arms as you straddle his waist. His hands roam your bare skin as you kiss down his throat. Your hands work to open his suit before ripping it off of him. You push him to where he is now laying down. You kiss down the expanse of his chest, now working on unbuckling his pants. He lifts his waist so you could pull his pants down his legs. His length springing to life. You didn’t even bother taking his pants off all the way before grabbing his length in your hand. A groan escapes his lips as you slowly lick up his length. 

“Fuck, baby. Don’t tease.” 

“But it’s so fun.” You wink at him. You lick at the precum at the tip of his length before placing him in your mouth. You go down as far as you can without gagging before sucking. Seonghwa tangles his hand in your hair before forcing you take in more of him making you gag.  

“That’s it. Choke on my cock like a good girl.” 

You let him continue to guide you up and down his length. You love the noises that come out of his mouth. Each praise makes you wetter. You watch him throw his head back as you reach up and cup is balls, squeezing slightly. You let out a moan as he pulls your hair. 

“Are you trying to make me cum in that pretty mouth of yours?” 

You pull off of his length with a ‘pop.’ “Yes sir.” 

His eyes darken with the nickname. When you first started working for him, he nearly choked on his water when you called him sir. He asked you to never call him that again. You thought it was because it may have reminded him of his father, but no. Turn out it’s his favorite name in the bedroom. 

You place your mouth back on his length. His hands remain in your hair, but he lets you lead. You suck as you bob your head, using your hand to won’t fit in your mouth. You can tell with his sounds getting more frequent that he is close. 

“Your mouth feels so good on my cock. I’m not going to last much longer.” 

You smirk at him before going back down on him. You do what makes him cum every time. You gently graze your teeth on the underneath. He let out one last moan before releasing in your mouth. You swallow before looking up at Seonghwa. His eyes are closed as he comes down from his high. You move back up his body, pressing your lips to his. He responds immediately, pulling you close to him. You moan out as he grinds your core against his. He pulls away and looks at you. 

“How many times shall I make you come tonight? Two? Three?” 

You feel your back hit the mattress as he quickly flips you over. His hands roam over you as his lips rake down your body. You lift as he undoes your bra. He throws your bra across the room before latching on to your nipple. You let out a high-pitched moan as he bites down on your nipple. You feel his fingers push your underwear to the side. Not even letting you adjust before plunging two fingers into your heat. 

“Hwa.” 

“That’s right.” Seonghwa tells you. “My name is the only man’s name that will ever come out of your mouth. I’m the only one who’s allowed to make you feel this good. Isn’t that right?” 

You let out another moan as he adds a third finger. “Yes, sir. Only you.” 

He watches you as he curls his fingers in your heat, watching your back arch off the bed. You claw at his bicep as you chase your high.  

“Hwa, please.” 

“Please what baby. Don't forget your words.”  

You cry out as he applies pressure to your clit. “Please let me cum.” 

“Since you asked so nicely.” Seonghwa curls his fingers while continuing putting pressure on your clit. You roll your head back as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach. Seonghwa could tell you were close. “Cum for me.” 

That was all you needed to release onto Seonghwa’s fingers. You ride out your high before he removes his fingers. You watch as he raises his hand to your lips.  

“Open.” 

You comply and open your mouth, sucking on his cum soaked fingers. He removes his fingers and replaces it with his mouth. His tongue explores your mouth, groaning as he tastes you on your tongue. He gives you one last kiss before pulling away. 

“That’s one.” 

You watch as he rips your underwear off. He practically gleams as he stares down at your heat. He slowly kisses his way up your thigh towards the place you crave him to be.  

“Please, Hwa.” 

He nips your thigh in response. “Patience baby.” 

You groan as Seonghwa continues his slow pace kissing up your thigh. You wait in anticipation as he finally reaches your heat. You shutter as he blows cold air on your heat. You let out a moan as he finally gives you what you want and licks a strip up your heat.

"You sound so beautiful baby."

He doesn't give you a chance to respond before his lips are on your clit, sucking and nipping. You cry out as your back arches. You grip the sheets as Seonghwa eats you out like your his last meal. His fingers enter your heat, pumping fast as he brings you closer to your climax.

"Hwa, please don't stop."

He pulls away and gives you an evil smile, your juices glistening his lips. "What do I get in return?"

"Anything."

"Anything?" Seonghwa raises his eyebrows. "You're going to regret saying that."

He digs back into your heat making you grip his hair, pulling slightly. He moans as you pull his hair, making you moan at the feeling. You start to feel on edge again.

"Hwa, I'm close."

"I know baby."

With a few more pumps of his finger, you swear you see stars as your climax hits you. His name falls from your lips as you come down from your high. You jump as Seonghwa kisses your sensitive bud one last time before coming back up your body.

"That's two."

You grab his neck and pull him to you. He groans as your legs wrap around his waist and pull him closer, his hard length pressing into you. He reaches over, no doubt grabbing a condom. He breaks the kiss long enough to rip open the foil with his teeth. You grab the condom from him, rolling it on his length. You smile as he grits his teeth.

"Can I ride you?" You ask him. You haven't ridden him yet, as it normally make you uncomfortable. You've never done it before, and you were scared of judgement. Right now you weren't. And by the look he gives you, you wished you wouldn't asked sooner.

"God, baby. Yes." His arms wrap around you as he flips the two of you over. You pull yourself up to straddle him. You grab his length and align him with your entrance. You both let out a sigh as you sank down onto his length.

"Fucking hell." Seonghwa groans gripping your waist hard enough to leave bruises. Once you adjust, you place your hands on his shoulders before raising yourself up and back down. Seonghwa helped guide you as he knew you've never done this. He kept praising you. "You're doing so good baby."

You sped up as you got the hang of it, moaning as you bounced on his dick. You felt Seonghwa's hands all over you. One settled squeezing your breasts and the other started rubbing your clit making you moan out.

"Shit Seonghwa."

He could tell you were getting close again. He lifted his hips up to meet your hips. He pulled you down pressing you into a kiss as he continued to raise his hips to meet yours.

"Three." He whispered right as your climax hit. You tried to keep riding him, but you body was starting to get tired. Seonghwa took the hint, flipping you over before pounding into you. You wrap your legs around his waist as you beg. "I know baby. Just one more. You can do that for me, can't you?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

A moan escaped with a sharp slap of his hips. "Yes, sir."

He kissed you again as he chased your highs. He was getting close. You could tell as his thrust were getting sloppy. His hand traced your lip before slowly traveling down your body. You claw his back as he rubs you sore clit.

"Cum with me baby."

As if on que, he throws his head into your neck as he climaxes, you following seconds after. He collapses on top of you, being careful not to put too much weight on you.

"Four. That's a new record, baby." He kisses you sweetly. "A new record for me to break."

You weakly smack him as pulls out of you. He discards the condom before getting up and walking to the bathroom. He comes back with a warm rag to get you cleaned up. After cleaning you up, you places you under the covers before shortly joining you. He pulls you into his arms, tightly hugging you as you lay your head on his chest. After a minute, you felt Seonghwa sigh.

"He wasn't always like this, you know."

You lift up your head to look at him. "Your father?"

"He used to be my favorite person." Seonghwa answered. "The one I looked up to. I wanted to be exactly like him."

"When did he change?"

"After my mom died." Seonghwa answered. You felt him tense as his thoughts wondered. You raised your hand to brush at his cheek.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

“They broke all of the rules for each other.” He spoke quietly. “He was in my position. The person he loved was a cleaning lady for our company. He snuck around with her until my grandfather found out. He threatened to cut off my father from the company if he didn’t stop seeing her.” 

“What happened then?” 

“My father convinced her to run away with him to get married. I found out later that she was pregnant with me at that time. When they came back, they gave my grandfather an ultimatum. He could be happy with his new daughter in law, or he could kick him out of the company.” 

“So, he stayed?” You asked. 

Seonghwa shook his head. “My grandfather didn’t have a choice. He was getting older in age, and he didn’t have the time to find someone suitable to take over the company. My whole family hated my mother, but she didn’t care. I remember asking her how it didn’t affect her. She answered that it didn’t matter to her because my father was worth it. Ever since I imagined a love like that.” 

“That’s why your father wants to marry you off to some random woman.” You realize. “So, you can’t fall in love like he did.” 

“I don’t like it, but I do understand it. But that doesn’t mean I won’t fight him to change his mind. I want to marry whoever I want regardless of status.” Seonghwa says. 

You thought that was the end of the conversation. Your eyes started to drift shut as exhaustion takes over you. Wrapped in his arms, his hand stroking through your hair, you couldn’t think of a better place to be. Right before you fell asleep, you thought you heard Seonghwa say something, but you weren’t sure. 

“And I want to marry you.” 

You let out a shaky sigh as you get out of your car. It has been a 2 weeks since the retirement announcement. Which means Mr. Park is already starting dates for Seonghwa's potential wife. His first one was about a week ago. It hurt your pride way more than you would like to admit letting him walk out of that door. He came back so angry, as soon as he saw you, he had you pinned down and fucked you to oblivion. He was calm enough by the next morning to complain of the 'fake ass barbie' he went on a date with. He said she couldn't even wait 5 minutes before asking for sex. That alone made Seonghwa walk out on that date.

Seonghwa was on a business trip to Japan for the next week. He tried so hard to convince you to join him, but you refused. That gave you enough time to pack your things and leave. You already found another apartment a few towns over. You have enough money saved to cover a few months rent while trying to get another job.

He has been on two since. He says that they went slightly better, but they still sucked 'because they weren't you.' You feel your heart break even more with every date he goes on. He knows it affects you. He tries to make you feel better, but his sweet words only go so far. You just couldn't do it anymore. You knew his father wasn't going to quit. And you knew that Seonghwa wasn't going to stand up to his father.

You look down at the two letters in your hand. One for Seonghwa and the other for his father. You let out a shaky breath as you get into the elevator. Your heart keeps trying to convince you of not doing this, but you weren't listening. You kept telling yourself that this was the right thing to do. You couldn't force Seonghwa to choose between you and his job, so you were doing it for him. Even if it broke you.

The elevator ride seems to take forever as you wait for your floor to come up. You wipe your shaky hands off on your jeans as the door opens. You nod at the receptionist as you exit the elevator. Before you could make it to Seonghwa’s office, the receptionist called your name. You turn to look at her. 

“Mr. Park called looking for you. He wants to see you in his office.” 

“Thank you.” You turned and continued to make your way to Seonghwa’s office. You punch in the familiar code before opening the door. 

You walk around the empty room, savoring every memory that you and Seonghwa had in here knowing it would be your last. You loved him more than you ever thought possible. You never saw yourself falling in love, let alone with your boss. You would be forever jealous of who he picked to be his wife. You would forever wish it could have been you. Maybe it would’ve been different if you weren’t a coward and talked to him, but you couldn’t. You wouldn’t make him choose between you or his job. You cared for him too much to make him do that.  

You wipe at the stray tear that has fallen as you hold the letter you wrote for him. It took you all night to write this. You could only write a few sentences down before breaking down. You reread it what seems like a million times making sure you wrote everything you wanted to tell him. Everything that you were too scared of telling him in person when the time was right, like how much you loved him. That would be your major regret was not telling him in person before everything went down. At least you wrote down all of your feelings in this letter.   

You open the top drawer of his desk before placing the letter on top. You quickly close the drawer and rush out of the room. You wipe at the tears as you head towards Mr. Park’s office. You stood outside of his door for a few minutes trying to calm yourself down. Once you were sure that your eyes weren’t red from crying, you knocked on the door. 

“Come in.” You hide any emotion on your face as you open the door and walk into the office, shutting the door behind you. “Good morning, Miss (Y/L/N). Come sit please.” 

You walk forward and sit in the chair in front of the desk. You took a chance to look around. This was the first time you have been in this office. He and Seonghwa had similar tastes. The furniture that decorated the room was a dark brown, almost black. He had a deep red couch to the left of them with a matching seat. The room was covered in windows just like Seonghwa’s, but Mr. Park had curtains blocking most of the sunlight, giving the room a dark feel. 

“How are you on this fine day?” You finally look at Mr. Park as he speaks to you. 

“Fine.” You answer bluntly.  

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you in here today.” 

You shrug as him. “I have my theories. Are you going to fire me?” 

You knew that was the only reason people like you came into his office. Seonghwa may be your boss, but Mr. Park was his boss. He had authority to fire you without consulting with Seonghwa. You watch Mr. Parks eyebrows raise as he studies you. Even now, you still can’t read what’s going on in his head. 

“Listen, (Y/N). You are an amazing worker. We have gotten farther with you in the past 6 months than with any other assistant.” 

“But.” You lean back as Mr. Park talks to you. 

“I’m not an idiot. I know you have deep feelings for my son, as he does for you. It would be unwise to let this go on any further knowing what not only Seonghwa’s, but this company’s future is.” Mr. Park explains. You nod along with it even though you already know everything that he is saying. “Seonghwa is set to get married within the next 6 months. You being around would only make it harder for him.” 

“I know. Which is why I wanted to give you this.” You pull the letter out of your pocket and hand it to him.  

“You’re quitting?” Mr. Park looks up to you after he reads the letter. 

“I’m also not an idiot.” You tell him. “And I'm not heartless. I will not let him lose everything that he has worked so hard to accomplish. If that involves me leaving the best job I have ever had, then so be it.” 

Mr. Park let out a sigh. “I wish things were different Ms. (Y/N). You would have made an amazing daughter-in-law. But in this industry, it isn’t about love. It’s about money.” 

“I am well aware.” You mutter. “But you know what I also think?” 

“What is that?” 

“You’re scared.” You tell him. 

“Scared.” 

“You don’t want Seonghwa to marry someone he loves, so he won’t go through the same heartbreak as you.” You watch as his eyes widen. 

“(Y/N), I would highly suggest reconsidering your words before you continue.” 

You let out a mixture of a laugh and a scoff at him. “I could spend hours lecturing you on how you don’t deserve your son, but I won’t. But I will tell you this, I am not doing this for you or your company. I could care less about that. I am doing this for Seonghwa. For the man who taught me how to love, and I fear that I will never find someone who is even a fraction of the person he is. He is so selfless, only wanting to please you. Even if that means marrying someone who he could never love. One day I know he will despise you for what you have done. And I can’t wait for that day.” 

You let out a satisfied sigh at the fact that you rendered him speechless. You get up from the chair and make your way out of the room. You don’t even acknowledge him when he speaks to you again. 

“Good luck on your endeavors, Ms. (Y/N).”  

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Frenemie | KYS

summary: You met San your first semester of college. When he introduces you to his friends, it goes well. That was he introduces you to Yeosang. Since the day you two have met, he’s been rude to you. You have been able to take it, but what happens when he takes it too far?

pairing: Yeosang X Reader

genre/warning: college au, enemies to lovers, angst, smut (blowjob)

Word count: 4k

note: a halloween scenario for one of my favorite days of the year. this is my first time writing smut, so please bear with me as i get used to writing it. feedback is greatly appreciated!

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Hello 👋

I go by Cherry. I am the admin of this blog. I am 23 years old. I do write in my free time when I am not exhausted from work. I do work as a nurse, so my job is very physically and mentally tiring. I will do my best to keep active, but I apologize if I go long periods without uploading.

I do take requests! They are currently open right now. I do plan on keeping them open continuously, but I will let you know of that changes.

Groups I write for:

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BTS

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I will write for idols who are younger than me, but I will not write smut for them. That just feels wrong to me.

I am mostly okay with writing about most things, so it would be easier to write things i wont write about.

Things I do not write about:

Any type of sexual assault. As a victim, I find it hard to read, so writing it is a big no.

Any type of self harm.

I will probably add to this list as I get more requests. If I do get a request that is something I am not comfortable with, I will let you know privately, and we can try to work something out.

Thank you for all of your support. I can't wait to write more for you guys.

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hi hello I just wanted to say I read drinking games recently and when I came to your blog I saw part 2 of it and ITS SO GOODDDD I love it esp the way u described love diner (im dry for not remembering it perfectly ) as I was reading it while traveling and it was soo good I SMILED WHEN THEY GOT BACK TOGETHER

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Drinking Games 2 | San

summary: when you need an easy way to make money during your last semester of college, your friend gets you a job at a local bar. you wish that didn’t include the cute singer who won’t leave you alone, but when do things ever go your way.

pairing: Singer!San x Bartender!Reader

genre/warning: fluff, angst, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

Word count: 8.4k

note: finally a second part. i hope you enjoy!

"Order for table three."

You put the coffee pot back on its stand as you turn to look at Reggie. He placed the two plates on the window seal. He also placed a small basket of fries. You looked up at him.

"I told you I'm going to fatten you up. You need to get some meat on those bones.

You let out a small laugh as you grab the two plates. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

You bring over the plates to table three. You place their plates down before refilling their drinks. After making sure all of your tables didn't need anything, you grabbed the fries and told the other woman working with you, Jisoo, that you were taking a break before she leaves for the night.

You make your way to the small employee room. There were a few lockers for people to put their things in. There was also a fridge and microwave. You sat back in your chair as you flipped through the TV channels. You settle for some movie that you've seen a million times. You start to eat your food as you watch the movie.

It has been two weeks since you had been fired from Red's Bar. You had spent a week looking for a job, but no one wanted to hire you with your schedule. That was until you walked into this place.

Loves Diner.

You had spent the whole day begging someone to give you a job with no success. With swollen eyes from your breakdown in your car, you entered this place for some food. You tucked yourself away in a far corner so no one could see your frustration. You scrolled through your phone for any possible jobs when someone sat down in front of you.

"Here you go my dear."

You look up to see an older woman sitting in front of you. She looked like she had stepped out of a 1920's movie. Her long hair had faded to white as it was pulled up in a bun. Her dress was red and black as it flared out. She also had bright red lipstick on.

You looked down to see that she had placed a vanilla milkshake in front of you. "I'm sorry, but I didn't order this."

Her wrinkles grew as she smiled at you. "I know. Whenever my grandkids are sad, these milkshakes always cheer them up. It's the grandma in me."

You look at her for a moment before sliding the milkshake towards you. You take a sip of the milkshake before looking up at her. "I see why. This is a pretty good milkshake."

"It's my mother's recipe." She told you. "Now, why don't you tell me what's bothering you."

You didn't want to talk about it, but the way she looked at you made you spill everything. From college, to San, and even getting fired from your last job. You spent a half hour giving her your life story, and not once did she interrupt you. She listened intently. She even wiped away a couple of your tears as they fell. Once you were done, you apologized for throwing all of that at her. Even if it felt good to get it out.

"You don't have to apologize, my dear." She told you. "I'm going to tell you a story. You see that man over there?"

You turned to where she was pointing. You saw an older man talking to some of the customers. He was matching the woman who was sitting in front of you, Leslie. His red shirt was tucked into his black pants. He also had a pair of black suspenders.

"Is that your husband?" You asked.

"It is." She answered. "We have been married for 43 years."

"Wow."

"We had met in a restaurant quite similar to this one. I was a worker, and he had come in with all of his friends. Back then, we had worn roller blades to get around." She laughed at the memory. "He had walked out in front of me. I tried to stop, but almost fell backwards on my bottom. He rushed forwards and caught me. The rest is history."

"So, you recreated this restaurant because of that?" You asked.

"Not quite." She answered. "It's very similar to your story. Leonard's friends had dared him to ask me on a date. When I had found out, I wasn't very happy."

"I know the feeling."

"He tried to apologize in every way imaginable. Flowers, candy, you name it. I had finally agreed to talk to him, and he brought me here. It was abandoned previously, but he had bought it and turned it into the place like where we had first met."

"Did you forgive him after that?"

"I did." She answered. "I could tell how sorry he was. I also knew how much he loved me. Just like San loves you."

You look down at your shake. "I know he does, and that's the hardest part."

"It will all work out my dear." She rubbed at your hands. "Wait for him to do some grand gesture. One that proves he's really sorry and doesn't include fighting anyone."

You laugh at the end of her statement. "Do you really think we'll work this out?"

"I do." She answered. "You just need time to heal. And until then, you have a job here."

"Really?" You asked her. She nodded her head at you.

"I will work with your schedule. You're going to get through this."

"Thank you so much."

You had work almost every weeknight since then. She paid you more than Red did which you greatly appreciate. She also worked with your schedule better than anyone has. If she knows you have a test coming up, she won't allow you to work that previous night, so you can study.

You could never find a way to repay her for all she has done for you. Even though you try, she won't allow it. She's just a kind woman who wants to help, and you couldn't be anymore grateful for that.

The next few shifts at work you were on your own. You didn't have a problem with it. It was mostly quite on weeknights. Except for Friday. You'll get a lot of teenagers, but it's nothing you can't handle.

Reggie had cleaned up the kitchen and left for the night. Normally he waits, but his kid had a recital. You weren't going to let him miss that. You had your phone blaring music as you wiped down the counters. You were singing along until you heard someone come in the front doors. You cursed as you forgot to lock the doors.

"I'm sorry, but we're closed for the night."

"Damn, I was really hoping for a milkshake."

You turn to look as you recognized the voice. There dressed in all black was a now blonde Wooyoung. He stood at the door with his hands tucked in his pockets. When your eyes met his, he smiled nervously at you. This was the first time the two of you would have a proper conversation without San.

"What do you want?"

"Can we talk?" He asked.

You weren't really close to any of San's band members. You had heard the most about Wooyoung though as him and San were close. You thought he was nice from the few times you met, but that changed after you watched that video. He was the one who started the who bet.

"Why?" You asked. "So, you can rub it in my face that you won?"

Wooyoung let out a sigh. "No. Things got out of hand, I'll admit. But I feel like I needed to tell you what happened since you won't listen to San."

"Can you blame me?"

"No." Wooyoung answered. "But unlike him I not going to take no for an answer. I'm not leaving until we talk."

You raise your eyebrows at him. You thought about saying no, but you remember San saying whenever Wooyoung has his mind set on something, he's not going to stop until he gets it.

“Whatever.” Wooyoung walked over to the spot in front of you before taking a seat at the counter. You leaned back on the counter. “How did you even know I work here?”

“I have my resources.” Wooyoung answered. You stared at him before squinting.

“Hongjoong?”

“Hongjoong.”

You let out a small laugh. “That’s the last time I tell him anything.”

“I mean. You did tell the one who was the most against you two turned into the biggest supporter of you and San.” Wooyoung smiled.

You shrug your shoulders. “Point taken.”

“San’s really struggling over your breakup.” Wooyoung admitted. “We’re having to drag him out of bed to perform. He’s not interacting with the crowd like he used to. He’s also forgetting lyrics to the songs he wrote. It’s getting bad.”

You look down as you listen to him. “I understand. My grades are starting to slip because I can’t focus anymore. Between that and my tuition, I don’t think I’m going to graduate on time.”

“I’m sorry (Y/N).” Wooyoung apologized. You could tell that he meant it, but it still hurt. “I would have never made it into a bet if I knew. As much as I love San, I didn’t think he was capable of a love like yours.”

“So why did you?” You ask.

“I don’t know. We always make stupid bets. I thought this one was no different.” Wooyoung answered.

“You didn’t think it would hurt me or your best friend?”

Wooyoung shook his head. “Like I said, I didn’t think he was going to get attached to you. When I did see it though, I realized what mistake we had made.”

“Was that before or after you had gotten your money?”

“San broke off the bet after your first date.” Wooyoung answered. “I never got any money.”

Your eyes widened at Wooyoung’s confession. San hadn’t told you this. Though he never got the chance to as you never let him speak. You now realize that may have been a mistake. At least now you had a chance to know everything.

“What happened Wooyoung?”

“After your date, San immediately made his way to mine and Mingi’s apartment. He told us that he wasn’t going through with the bet anymore. He said he would pay us to make us shut up, but he didn’t want to be a part of it anymore.” Wooyoung started to explain. “Of course, Mingi and I threw a fit. We thought it was because he knew he was going to lose, but that wasn’t the case at all.”

“What was it?” 

“He was already starting to fall in love with you.” Wooyoung answered. “We listened to him go on about you for a while. About how you were different than anyone he’s ever met. He said if he could listen to one sound for the rest of his life, it would be your voice. After that, I felt like we had no choice but to agree. I couldn’t stand to see him get hurt.”

“So, the rest of our time spent together wasn’t under the bet?” You asked.

“Correct.”

You let out a sigh of relief. In a sense, it made you feel better. You were still hurt that the only reason he pursued you was because of that bet, but it wasn’t the reason why he stayed with you so long. 3 months may haven’t seemed that long, but for you it was. Your and San’s relationship was something you never thought could happen to you. It was like the sappy stuff you read about that normally grossed you out. It was entirely different when it’s you and him. You feel some of the anger fade away. Maybe you could find yourself to forgive San, but you still had some doubts.

“I just wished he would’ve said something, you know?” You tell him.

“Would you still have been mad?” Wooyoung responded.

“Probably.” You answered. “But I would have rather him tell me then to find out from a video. Why do you guys record it anyway?”

“We didn’t.”

You raised your eyebrows. “Then who did?”

“That’s what San was trying to figure it out.” Wooyoung answered. “He ended up bribing the security guy to let him watch the cameras. The only ones who entered the locker room was you, Hongjoong, and Red.”

“Hongjoong wouldn’t do something like that.” You spoke up. Wooyoung nodded.

“Exactly, so we knew it had to have been Red. I had never seen San that mad, and we have been friends since we were kids.”

You were scared to find out the answer to your question. “What did he do?”

“He didn’t fight him which really shocked me.” You let out a sigh of relief. You didn’t like the idea of him fighting. “San questioned him. At first, he refused that it was him. That was until San threatened to quit.”

“Why did he do it?”

“I know Chae told you about the girl they hired before you.”

“The one that became obsessed with San?” You asked.

Wooyoung nodded. “That girl was Red’s niece.”

“You’re lying.” 

“I swear.” Wooyoung told you. “She went to Red upset at what San did. He wasn’t happy, but he didn’t want to lose us. Because we’re great and all.”

“So, he waited this long to have his revenge on hurting his niece?”

“Well, he was the one who slashed San’s tires. He thought that was make him feel better, but it didn’t. He said the more he saw San with these other women, the angrier he got. He recorded every session to find something to hurt San with.”

“He waited until we got close before hurting San.” You concluded. Wooyoung nodded at you signaling you were correct. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of something so messed up. Are you still working there?”

“Yes, but only for one reason. San’s trying to buy out Red for the bar.”

“Are you serious?” You asked. He had never told you that.

“We had played in that bar since we had formed Purple Rose. That was our first gig. The place is special to us, and none of us want to see it trashed by Red.” Wooyoung answered.

“I hope you get it.” 

“I hope your there to see it.” Wooyoung told you.

“I’m not as upset as I was before this conversation.” You could see Wooyoung start to get hopeful. “I still need some time to heal.”

Wooyoung was upset before he realized what you said. “That’s not a no.”

“It’s not.” You had a hint of a smile as Wooyoung jumped out of his chair in excitement. 

“I will take this meeting as a success. I’m going to leave before I say anything to make you change your mind.”

You laugh at Wooyoung’s statement. “Thank you for talking to me.”

“Be sure to tell San that I’m the reason you got back together.” Wooyoung said as he walked out of the door. You walked behind him to lock the door and turn out the lights.

“Not gonna happen.” 

You heave the giant metal door open before you slipped inside. You were inside the place you hated the most. The financial building of your college. This is where you have to come to pay your tuition. You pay some out of every paycheck, but it seems like the numbers never go down. Damn interest. You take a seat as everyone was busy assisting someone else. You scroll on your phone as you wait for an empty window.

It's been almost two weeks since yours and Wooyoung’s conversation. The longer you waited to talk to San, the harder it got. You wanted to talk to him. You really did, but you just had too many things on your plate. You just hoped that San would wait for you. You couldn’t blame him if he didn’t though. You only had one month left of college. Finals were in 3 weeks. You hoped you could hold up until then without falling apart. You are one surprise away from a breakdown.

“I can help whoever’s next.”

You look up to see an empty window. You put your phone in your pocket as you walk up to the counter. “I’d like to make a payment.”

“Student ID, please.”

You place your bag on the counter and pull out your wallet. You hand her your ID. As she looks you up, you pull out the small paper you keep in your wallet. It had all of your deductions and how much you owed. If you had done the math right, you finish paying off your tuition with a week to spare. The only reason is Chae told you not to worry about the rent for this month. You tried to argue with her, but she wouldn’t listen. She said you could make it up by taking her on a ‘date’ to a fancy restaurant she had been dying to go to after you graduate.

“(Y/N), correct?”

“Yes ma’am.”

She looked at the computer in confusion before looking up at you. “I don’t see any balance on here. Did you pay it off and not realize it?”

“There’s no way. I still had $1,800 left on it.” You answer in confusion. Did she pull up the wrong student?

“When was the last time you paid on it?” She asked.

“Two weeks ago on the 25th.”

You watched anxiously as she typed away on her computer. “It says that the last payment was made two days ago.”

"That's impossible." You muttered.

No one you knew had access to your account. You went over your account with the woman once again just to make sure she had yours pulled up. You should be happy about this. You could graduate now that your tuition was paid off. It just made you feel anxious for some reason. All of these questions were going through your head. What if someone deposited their money into your account by accident? Unless someone was doing this from the good of their heart, you couldn't think of anyone who would pay for it.

"Is there any way I could find out who paid for it?" You asked.

"I don't know." She answered. "I've never had this happen before."

Despite your nerves, you laughed at her response. You watched as she got up and walked away from you. After a minute, a different woman walked over to you.

"Good afternoon." She greeted. "My name is Sooyoung. I was the one that helped the young gentleman with the payment. I remember because we don't have this happen very often."

"Gentleman" You asked.

"Yes. He said that you were an angel and had helped him through a lot over the past few months. He was a real cutie."

Your heart felt like it stopped when she said angel. The was only one person who has ever called you that. San. Why would he pay for it? He knew that you didn't want any help. Everyone did. Even if you did, you were stubborn. You felt like you had to do everything yourself.

You pull out your phone and pull up a picture of San. "Was this him?"

"It was." She recognized him instantly. "He was a real sweetheart."

"Thank you for your time."

You picked up your bag before walking out of the building. You pulled your hood over your head as you exit the building. You speed walk as you make your way back to your car. You open the door before sliding in, throwing your bag in the back seat. You were glad no one was around as you placed your face in your hands as you let out a frustrated scream.

Was this the grand gesture Leslie was talking about?

You couldn’t wrap your head around San doing something like this. Even though you should have seen it coming. When you were with San, he had gotten you to open up to him. That included both good and bad. You remember him holding you all night as you cried about your money struggles. He had begged you to let him help you, but you always said no. You felt like you could do it yourself. That was until San outed you one night. 

Your parents told you that you would never survive on your own. Not without them. They have since apologized for that, but you still remember. You didn’t want to feel like a burden to anyone else like how you once did with your parents. San understood that, but he still wanted to help you. He tried to convince you that just because he helps you doesn’t make you a burden. You wouldn’t have to pay it back which also upset you. You knew that everyone was only trying to help you. But it was hard to ask and receive help when you haven’t had it in so long.

You walk into yours and Chae’s shared apartment. Chae was sitting on the couch waiting for you as she always did when you went to pay your tuition. You always came home upset as the numbers never seemed like they were going down. You would always go to her and let out your frustrations and fears. You felt like you were never going to graduate. Chae always did her best to erase those worries. Even if it involved holding you all night while you cried. You would never find yourself a better friend, and you always made sure to tell her that.

“How did it go?” Chae asked hesitantly. You just stood there for a moment after kicking off your shoes. After not answering her, she lifted up the edge of the blanket. You threw your bag onto the floor as you ran to her arms.

She hugged you tightly as you cried. This time it wasn’t because you felt like you were going to graduate. This time it was because you were going to graduate. All of those sleepless nights of studying would finally pay off. All because of San. You didn’t know how you were going to repay him.

“Was it that bad?”

“No.” You sobbed. You pulled away from her and wiped your tears with your sleeve. “My tuition is paid.”

Chae’s eyes widened as she jumped up. “You finally paid it off. I’m so proud of you! I knew you could do it. Even if you are a stubborn bitch.”

“That’s the thing. I didn’t pay for it.” You told her. She looked at you in confusion.

“Then who did?”

“San.”

Chae finally understood your tears as she sat back down onto the couch. 

“What the hell am I supposed to do?” You asked.

“Graduate.” Chae answered. You looked over at her. “That’s what San wants, or he wouldn’t have paid for it.”

“But what about San?” You asked.

“What about him?”

“Wooyoung said that San had been saving up to buy the bar.” You told her. “What if he can’t buy it now because of me?”

“I want to say that isn’t your concern anymore, but that wouldn’t be the case because you still love him. And it’s obvious that he loves you back. He paid your tuition even though you said you hated him.” Chae answered.

“I also said I never wanted to see him again.”

“Is that true?” Chae asked. You shook your head as you looked at your lap. 

The two of you have had this conversation many times since you and San had broken up. Of course, Chae was on your side. She always was. Even when you were wrong. That also meant that she didn’t believe you when you went on your drunk rampages about him. Screaming that you never wanted to see him again. That you wished you had never met him. All things that she knew wasn’t true. She also knew that you knew that they weren’t true. You were just lying to yourself and to her. She knew you wanted to stay strong, but you can only stay strong so long before you break.

“No.” You answer. “And I don’t know what to do about it.”

“What do you want to do?” Chae asked. You sighed as you flopped back on the couch. Chae laid the cover over the both of you as you thought about your options.

“I am still upset over everything, but I’m not mad anymore. I feel like I can forgive him now that I have had time to think everything over.” You told Chae. She listened as you ranted.

“(Y/N), you know he’s sorry, or else he wouldn’t have paid your tuition. He also sings your favorite songs every night at the bar.” 

“Does he really?” You ask her.

She nodded her head. “Last night he played (Y/F/S). It was funny listening to all of the drunks try to sing along with him.”

“My finals are coming up. I feel like that needs to be my main focus. I feel bad not saying anything to him though.” You admit.

“I’m sure he’ll understand. He’s waited for you this long. What’s two more weeks?

“I feel like a proud parent.”

“Shut up Chae.”

The two of you get out of the car. Today was finally the day that you felt would never come. You were graduating college. All of the pain and tears were finally worth it. You were finally going to walk across that stage and get your degree. Your parents were going to watch you do something they never thought you would.

“I can’t help it. All of the struggling paid off. I can finally be your sugar baby.”

You laughed as the two of you made your way to the auditorium. You left her side as you made your way to where you were supposed to go. You didn’t know where Chae was sitting, but you easily found here by her yelling. 

You watch as everyone along with you graduated. You prayed that you wouldn’t trip right as you walked across the stage. You smiled as you grabbed the degree and walked off the stage. You looked over to Chae. You smile as you see her hold her phone up. She snaps a picture before yelling loudly.

“That’s my best friend!”

Your cheeks turn red as you make your way back to your seat. You sit down and wait for everyone else to be called. You listen as they thank everyone for coming. You did the traditional cap toss before everyone started to celebrate. You push through the large crowd as you looked for Chae. You barely had time to register as you were nearly knocked down by a hug.

“I’m so proud of you.”

“Thank you. I don’t think I would’ve done it without you.” You tell your best friend. She slaps you before fanning her face.

“Don’t you dare make me cry.”

You look around, stopping you spot a familiar face. “Mom?”

Your parents walk up to you. This is the first time you had seen them in 3 years. They seem nervous as they smile at you. Your father decided to speak up first.

“I’m very proud of you (Y/N).”

You look at him in shock. “You are?”

“We both are.” Your mother spoke up. “You stood up for what you believed in and look at you now. A strong, beautiful woman. I’m sorry it took us so long to see that.”

“Thank you.”

You are shocked once again as your mother pulls you into a hug. You take a second before you hug her back. When she lets go, your father also hugs you. It felt weird to be around them again. They had caused you so much pain when you had told them what you wanted. They had basically disowned you.

“We’re going to be in town for a few days. Can we meet up for dinner?” Your mother asked. Did she want what you think she wanted? “I know we hurt you, and it will take a long time for your forgiveness. But we want to try to earn your forgiveness and trust once again. For good this time.”

She was right. They hurt you, and it would take a long time to forgive them. That’s if you forgave them. Even if they were your parents. If there’s anything you learned, it’s to be the bigger person. And if they were willing to try to fix their mistakes, who were you to stop them. You would continue to try to fix your relationship with your parents, but only if they were willing to put in the effort on their side. And by the looks on their faces, they were willing to.

“How does tomorrow sound?” You ask.

You parents smiled at the thought of spending time with their daughter finally. They didn’t think it would happen with the pain they caused you. They knew they had no one to blame but themselves, so they were happy you were willing to try to forgive them.

“That sounds great.”

You bid your parents goodbye. You look over to Chae who had the same look of shock on her face. You stared at her until something caught your attention. You watch as someone pulls a hood over their hair before walking away from the ceremony. You couldn’t see their face, but you did see the familiar streak of red in their hair. You were then shaken from your spot.

“(Y/N).” You look back to Chae. “Are you okay?”

You nod your head. “I’m fine. I just thought I saw someone I knew.”

“Well, you did just graduate with these people.” You slap her as she points out the obvious. 

“I thought I saw San.” You admit. You watch her face. You knew she was trying to hide something. “What did you do?”

“Why do you automatically think I did something?” She asked.

“Did you?”

“No.” She immediately answered. You looked at her before tilting your head. “Okay. Maybe I sent San an invitation to come to your graduation.”

“Why did you do that?” You weren’t upset at her. You just wanted to know.

“Because he has been messaging me to see how you were doing these past two months.” Chae admitted. You would be shocked, but you already knew this. She was horrible at keeping secrets. 

“I know that. I was just waiting for you to finally admit it.”

“No, you didn’t.” Chae answered.

“You admitted it when you got wine drunk last week.” You told her. Chae let out a groan.

“Did I really?”

“Yeah. You also admitted that you threatened to hit him with your car.”

“Damn drunk me.” You laugh at her. “You’re not mad, are you?”

“No. You were only looking out for me, but if you’ll excuse me, I have to go.”

“Where are you going?” She asked.

“Sans.” You answered. Chae squealed before pushing you away from her.

“Then what are you waiting for. Go! We’ll celebrate later.”

You knocked on San’s apartment door. You knew what you came here to do, and that was listen to San's side of the story. You want to see if it matched Wooyoung's. If it did, you could finally see yourself forgiving him. If it didn't though, this would be the last time you would ever see San.

You were about to knock again when the door opened. You looked at San who was clearly shocked to see you. "Angel?"

You looked closely at San. This was the first time you'd seen in in two months. You didn't feel pain anymore when you looked at him. That was until you see how much of a mess he was. His hair was damp and sticking in every direction. He looked like he had been sweating. He shirt was wrinkled, and his pants were loosely on his hips.

As much as you wanted to look at him, a wave of anxiety washes over you. He doesn't look like he was just at your graduation. He looks like he was busy with something else. Were you wrong about everything?

"Am I interrupting something?"

San furrowed his eyes in confusion. That's when he remembered how much of a mess he looked. It must look bad in your eyes.

"No." He quickly answered. "I was about to take a shower. There isn't anyone else. Not since you."

Your heart fluttered at his last sentence. You could tell he was nervous by his constant running his hand through his hair. It was cute. You bite your lip to keep yourself from laughing, but it didn't work. You let out a small laugh as you walk past San and into his apartment.

"I never thought I would see the day you would be nervous. Especially over a girl."

"Can you blame me?" San asked. "This is the first time you've talked to me since; you know. I don't want to mess it up."

"Like you did when you made that bet." You asked. You watched as his face dropped. You decided to apologize. "Sorry, I'm being petty. That wasn't the full reason I can here."

"Why did you come here? Not that I don't mind, but the last time we spoke, you said you never wanted to see me again." San watched as you sat on the couch. He wanted to sit next to you. He wanted to hold you like he had been dying to do these last two months. For obvious reasons, he didn't do that. He sat on the chair across from you.

"I did, didn't I?" You mumbled. "A lot of things have changed over the last two months. One of those changes being my anger towards you."

"So, you don't hate me anymore?" San asked. For the first time you looked into his eyes. San felt like his heart had stopped beating.

"San, I never hated you." You told him. "I hated your stupid actions, yes. But not you."

"How don’t you hate me?"

"Do you want me to hate you?" You asked. You laughed when he jumped up.

"No! Please don't hate me. I'll do anything."

"Calm down, San. I'm not going anywhere." San could feel the hope build up when you said that. He hoped he didn't misinterpret it. "The reason that I came here is because I'm finally ready to talk about everything that happened between us. I have questions, and I want answers. Honest ones."

"I promise to be completely honest with you." San held up his pinky, something he always did to you. You smiled softly as you wrapped your pinky around his. He let go of your hand before standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

"What are you doing?"

"If we're being honest, we might as well loosen up properly." San answered. You assumed he meant alcohol.

"Only if its-" You stopped your sentence when San held up your favorite wine. The only kind you would drink. "Trying to earn some brownie points I see."

"For you always."

San poured the two of you a full glass of wine. You tucked your feet underneath you as you sipped on your wine. You knew that San was waiting for you to start the conversation. You were just trying to figure out how. You decided to just start from the beginning.

"Is the only reason you talked to me because of that stupid bet?"

"No." San answered. "I would've talked to you regardless. You were and are still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I would've done anything to try and make you mine."

You looked up at him. "If that's the case, why didn't you tell me about the bet?"

"Because I'm an idiot." San took a long sip of his wine. "I thought it would ruin everything. I didn't think that you would trust me when I said that bet didn't matter to me. Only you."

"I can't say that things would've been fine, but I don't think I would've been as mad if you would've told me yourself." You told him. "The way things played out was very confusing. I felt torn because I knew that you had cared about me, but I also felt like you had used me."

A hand gripped yours as San moved next to you on the couch. "I will never be able to forgive myself for the way I made you feel. I never wanted to hurt you. I know I broke your trust in me, but please believe me when I say that I never used you."

"I know that now." You told him. "I also know you cut the bet off after our first date."

San looked at you in shock. "How did you know that?"

"Wooyoung." You outed his best friend. "He also told me that you cried like a baby."

"He told me he would never tell anyone." You laughed at San's outburst.

"I was joking about that. Did you really?"

"No." He quickly answered. He pouted as you continued to laugh, even though he loved the sound. "Stop laughing"

"I'm sorry. You're just so cute."

You watched as San looked down at his lap. "I should be the one apologizing. I am so sorry for this whole bet situation. I didn't want to let you down. I'm not sorry for loving you. You were the best thing to ever happen to me."

"Were?" You asked. "You say that part tense like we're through."

"Aren't we though? You said so yourself."

"San, look at me." You tell him. He continues to look at his lap. "Please, San."

You could see the tears in his eyes as he looked up at you. You placed you hand on his cheek as you wiped away his tears. You felt like you could spend the rest of your life telling him how much you cared for him, but you knew of a better way.

You leaned over and pressed your lips to San's. He instantly responded to you. You could taste the tears as you poured all of your emotions into the kiss. You leaned your forehead on his as you pulled away.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I love you."

You let out a sound of shock as San pulls you into his lap. His hands wrap tightly around your waist as he buries his head in your neck. You softly rub his back as he cries into your shoulder.

"You shouldn't. I hurt you."

"It would be different if it didn't affect you this bad." You answer as you play with his long strands of black hair.

"But-"

"San, do you love me?"

San pulled back to look at you. You almost edited cooed at his puffy face. He looked so cute. "So much. I just want to spend the rest of my life making you happy."

"Then say it back."

"I love you, (Y/N)."

You smiled as you gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I love you, San. I just want to forget everything that happened."

"Really?" San couldn't believe what he was hearing. Instead of responding, you pulled him into another kiss. This one more sensual than the others.

San pulls you impossibly closer as he deepens the kiss. All of your past worries and stress melt away as San kisses you. It was just you two. The way it was supposed to be.

You let out a sigh as San pulls away from your lips and makes his way down your neck. You grip his shirt as he sucks on a tender spot. He was making sure to leave a mark. He wanted to make sure that everyone knew that you belonged to him. And he wasn’t going to mess that up again.

As you pull his shirt over his head, he pulls away from your neck. You throw his shirt to the side before reconnecting your lips. You slowly run your hands down his chest, feeling every muscle clench underneath your fingertips. You stop right below the waistband of his pants making him groan in anticipation.

Before you could go any further, San's hands tightly grip your thighs before lifting you up. You kiss down his neck, leaving a few marks like he had done to you. You feel him squeeze your ass as he sits on the bed with you in his lap.

"You're going to be the death of me."

You laugh at his statement before pecking his lips. Apparently, it wasn't enough for San as he chased after you as you pulled away. You get off of his lap before kneeling in front of him. His words were mumbled, so you couldn't understand him as you unbuttoned his pants. He holds his hips up as you slide his pants down his legs.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

You look up at him. You haven't given him a blow job yet. Only a hand job. He always wanted to make you feel 100% comfortable during your time together. He always gave you pleasure. Now you were going to return the favor.

Instead of answering, you grab his semi hard shaft before licking a strip along it. You watch as San throws his head back in pleasure as you place his head in your mouth. You softly suck, looking up at him to see if you were doing it right. You had no experience in this. As bad as it sounds, you were just going off of the videos you had watched.

San's hand strokes the side of your face as your eyes meet his. "You're doing so well, Angel."

You test yourself as you fit his length in your mouth. You fit as much as you could, and you wrapped your hand around the rest. You slowly bob your head up and down his length. You could tell that you were doing good by the sounds that were coming out of San's mouth.

You didn't know what to do with your other hand until you remember what you had watched. You softly grab his balls before giving them a small squeeze. A rather loud moan comes out of San's mouth. You look up at San to see him staring down at you. He swears he could come just from the look you were giving him.

"Are you sure you've never done this before?"

You pull away from him. Your hand tortures him by continuing to move slowly across his shaft. "No. Am I bad?"

"Quite the opposite." He answered. "I don't think I've ever seen a prettier sight. You've almost made me cum twice already."

"Really?" San nodded before pulling you back up into his lap. You tried to continue what you had started, but he stopped you with a kiss. "You don't want me to continue?"

"As much as I do, I only want to cum inside of you. Is that okay Angel?"

"Yes."

"And you're going to be a good girl and let me, aren't you?"

"Please." You beg him.

"Then let's get these clothes off."

You get off of San's lap, so you could take off your clothes. You watch as San props himself on a pillow to watch you. You felt a blush form on your face as you slowly take off your clothes. Just because you were nervous doesn't mean you couldn't tease him.

After you had shed all of your clothes, you crawled back into San's lap. San instantly responded to your kiss. He easily slipped his tongue past your lips, exploring the inside of your mouth. You moaned as he pulled away from you.

"Angel, I think you're sitting on the wrong spot."

You looked at him confused. "What do you mean? Where else would I sit?"

San leaned close to you, his lips brushing against yours. "My face."

"Oh." Your face turned red as you understood him. San laughed at your response as he kissed your forehead.

"You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I do. It's just- What if I hurt you?" You ask.

"You won't. I promise." You sit up as San scoots down the bed. "If you want to stop at any time, let me know."

You position yourself to where your heat was directly over San's face. His hands gripped your thighs as he pulled you down onto his face. He wasted no time licking a strip up the center of your heat. You let out a moan as he eats you out like it's his last meal.

"Oh my God, San!"

"Does it feel good?"

He sticks two fingers inside of you making you grip his hair in pleasure. San let out a groan as you pulled his hair. He loved it when his hair was pulled. He had told you that, but you hadn't done it before. You were always scared that you would hurt him.

"S-so good." You moan out.

If San felt like he was on cloud 9 before, he was in heaven when you rolled your hips in pleasure. He knew you didn't realize you were doing it by the way your eyes were screwed shut. His name was coming out of your mouth in small chants. He knew you were close. The louder you got, the closer you were.

You felt a familiar knot rise in your stomach. "San, I'm close."

"I know. Cum for me."

As soon as San said that you released with a loud moan of his name. Your hand untangled itself from his hair as you brush your hair away from your face. You lifted your leg and sat on the bed before your legs gave out. San wasted no time pressing kisses all over your face as you recovered.

"Are you okay?" San asked.

"I don't think I've ever came that hard." You panted out.

Once you had come down from your high, you pulled San into a kiss. Your back landed on the bed as he hovered over you. Your legs wrapped around his waist pulling him down closer to you. San felt himself grow impossibly hard as his shaft brushed against your heat. You yourself had moan at that.

"Please, San." You beg the man above you.

"Please what, Angel?"

"Fuck me."

"With pleasure." San gave you one final kiss before reaching over and grabbing a condom. That was until he realized he didn't have anymore. "Shit."

"What's wrong?" You asked.

San buried his head in your neck. "I don't have any condoms."

"It's okay, San. I trust you."

San looked up to meet your eyes. He saw no hesitation or fear in your eyes. Only love and affection. He pulled you into a sweet kiss before pulling away.

"Are you sure?"

"I am." You assure him. "I love you, San."

"I love you too. So much."

"Then make love to me."

San pressed his lips to yours as he slowly pushed inside of you. It wasn't as painful as your first time together, but it had been two months since you two had sex. San knew that, so he took it easy until you said otherwise. Your nails scrapped down his back as you adjusted to his size.

"Are you okay?"

You waited a minute before responding. "I'm okay. You can move."

San kissed your cheek as he pulled out before pushing himself back into you. San loved the way you felt against him. Your legs wrapped around his waist. Your hands tangled in his hair. He felt like you were made for him. He wouldn't mess this up again.

You let out a soft moan as the pain drifted into pleasure. "San, can you go faster please?"

"Anything for you."

You throw your head back has San picked up his pace. He took the opportunity to place kisses along your neck. He could tell that he was starting to get close by the way he sped up. He was starting to become sloppy. But he wouldn't cum before you.

San reached down to rub your already swollen clit. You buried your head in his neck as he brought the two of you closer to your highs.

"S-San, I-I'm close."

"I know baby. I am too."

San watched as you came first. You let out a loud moan as you came to your high. San watched you in awe, completely unaware of his own high until it was too late. He didn't want to come inside of you, but he couldn't help it. The way you clenched around him. San let out a moan of his own as he released inside of you. San placed his head on your chest as the two of you caught your breath.

"I love you." You spoke up first. San looked up at you with a smile.

"I love you more."

You let out a whimper as San pulled out of you. He pulls you into his side. You threw your leg over him as you cuddled into his side. The two of you were covered in sweat, but you didn't mind. Especially when San kissed you sweetly on your head as he pulled the covers over you.

"San, can I ask you a question?" You speak up after a moment of silence.

"Of course."

You prop your head up on your hand so you could look at him. "Why did you pay off my tuition?"

"I could see how much you had worried about it. You always told me not to worry, but your eyes said differently. I wanted to help you, whether we were together or not." San explained.

"But what about the bar?" You asked. San looked at you in confusion.

"What about it?"

"Wooyoung told me that you were saving up to buy it."

San let out a scoff. "Did he tell you all of my secrets?"

"San."

"It did take a portion of that away, but that's not going to stop me. I will own that bar." San told you.

"I can help you." You tell him. San shook his head.

"I'm not taking your money."

"Will you take my knowledge?" You asked. San was confused once again. "I did just graduate with a degree in business and finance."

"We'll take about that later, okay? All I want to do is to take a shower with my love and spend the rest of the evening together."

You smile and kiss his lips. "That could be arranged."

"I love you, Angel."

"I love you too, San."

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Sorry for the delay in the second part. I just want it to be perfect. It should be out hopefully Wednesday or Thursday! The latest will be this weekend.

Drinking Games | San

summary: when you need an easy way to make money during your last semester of college, your friend gets you a job at a local bar. you wish that didn’t include the cute singer who won’t leave you alone, but when do things ever go your way.

pairing: Singer!San x Bartender!Reader

genre/warning: fluff, angst, smut, drunk men as reader does work in a bar, San is an idiot, but we love him anyway

Word count: 10.9k

note: My biggest fic i’ve ever written. i hope you enjoy it. there may or may not be a part two in the works.

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[shyxcherry]

Omg!! I need a second part of drinking games asappp!!! It was sooo good i love it

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Thank you so much! There will be a part two up hopefully this weekend.

[shyxcherry]

Drinking Games | San

summary: when you need an easy way to make money during your last semester of college, your friend gets you a job at a local bar. you wish that didn't include the cute singer who won't leave you alone, but when do things ever go your way.

pairing: Singer!San x Bartender!Reader

genre/warning: fluff, angst, smut, drunk men as reader does work in a bar, San is an idiot, but we love him anyway

Word count: 10.9k

note: My biggest fic i’ve ever written. i hope you enjoy it. there may or may not be a part two in the works.

You tie your hair up in a knot as you open your locker door. You throw your bag and phone into the locker before shutting it. You put your lock back onto the locker, so no one steals your stuff. This room may be locked by a code and only accessible to employees, but you wouldn't put it past anyone to steal your things. This was a bar after all.

You had gotten this job about a week ago. You needed a way to make money so you could pay your way through your last semester of college. You had tried working during the day, but between your classes and studying, you were mentally and physically exhausted. When your roommate Chae suggested a night job at the job where she works, you were against it. But you needed money, and what better way to make money than being a bartender?

Chae and another bartender, Miyoung, had spent the last few days teaching you the basics of drink making. You were in college, so of course you did know the basics. You and Chae would also practice drink making one your weekly movie nights. So, you at least knew your way around the bar.

You felt the heavy bass under your feet as you make your way to the bar. You nod your head greeting Jungho, one of the security guards who worked here. He was quite tall and looked like your typical scary guard, but Chae assured you that he was a big Teddy bear. Both him and Yunho, who was a guard as well.

You had some unspoken rules that Chae and Miyoung had told you about. One: Don't wear your hair down. Drunk man will grab it when you don't give them what they want. Two: Don't be afraid to show some skin. It will get you more tips. And three: Don't get involved with San. He was the leader of the group Purple Rose. You didn't have to ask what that meant since Chae had told you when it happened a few months ago.

Apparently, the last female bartender they hired thought she had a thing with San. They did sleep together, but San said that it was a one-night stand. That caused her to go 'crazy' according to Chae. There was even a rumor that she slashed his tires.

Today was your first day working without the help of Chae or Miyoung. You were working with a man named Hongjoong. You had met him when you were hired here. He was nice from what you could tell. He had some facial piercings and a sleeve of tattoos. Your favorite thing about him was his hair. It was split dyed black and white.

"What's up, short cake?" You heard Hongjoong yell at you over the loud music. They had just opened the doors, so people were starting to flood in.

"Like you're the one to talk." You joke. He was one of the shortest guys who worked at the bar. He hated when people rubbed that in. He bumped your hip as he brushed past you.

"Shut up."

The two of you get the bar prepared as people started to line up. You put on a smile as you started taking orders. You and Hongjoong worked around the bar nicely together. He told you that the two of you make a good team.

"Hey (Y/N)!" You look over to see Yeosang. He was the waiter of the VIP lounge. He would take drink orders and bring them back. The VIP lounge isn't very large, so Yeosang could manage it well on his own. "A round of vodka shots and a martini please."

You take the some shot glasses and place them on the tray he was holding. You pour a generously large amount of vodka in the glasses. You then work on making the martini. You place the mixed drink in a cute glass before placing an olive spear in it. You give it to Yeosang. He thanked you before walking off.

You look up from making a drink as the people of the dance floor start cheering. There you saw the owner of the bar standing on the stage. You knew what was about to happen. Purple Rose was about to play. The band was very popular for a small group. According to Chae, they are the main reason this bar stays afloat. The lead singer, San, had been sick, so they haven't played the last few days. This would be your first time watching them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you having a good night tonight." The owner, who told you to call him Red, spoke into the microphone. "It's about to get even better. Give it up for Purple Rose."

The crowd went crazy as four men walked onto the stage. You knew a little about them from Chae. The drummer was first. His name was Mingi. He was tall with gray hair. You smile as he jumped around the stage getting everyone hyped up.

Next were the two guitarists. On the bass was Seonghwa. He had black hair that was slicked back. He sported a leather jacket, which was his signature look. The other guitarist was Wooyoung. His hair was similar to Hongjoong's with the black in white, but the white was tucked underneath the black.

The last to come out was San, the singer. You felt like your ears were going to shatter with how loud the girls were screaming. His hair was slicked back like Seonghwa, but he had a red streak going down the middle.

"Thank everyone for coming out tonight. We are Purple Rose, and we're going to play some songs for you if that's okay?" San spoke into the microphone. The audience responded with cheers and whistles.

You did your best to watch them perform while you served drinks to people at the bar. You couldn't take your eyes off of San. The way he moved around the stage. It is like he belonged there. His voice was amazing as well. He had a natural growl to his voice.

You knew better than to interact with him though. He looked like the type who could make girls fall in love with him with one conversation. You weren't going to be one of them. You needed this job.

The group played for another half hour before announcing that their set was done for the night. You noticed that the four of them got off the stage and took pictures with the women who were waiting for them. You rolled your eyes before looking away as one girl, who barely had any clothes on, threw herself at them.

"Hello there, angel. I haven't seen you before." You heard someone say from behind you. You turn to see San leaning onto the counter with a smirk on his face. "Are you new?"

"Yes, I just started here last week." You answer shortly as you handed some guy his fifth beer.

"My name is San." He held out his hand for you to shake. You looked at his hand for a moment before leaning over and shaking his hand.

"(Y/N)."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He replied to you. You rolled your eyes at him before crossing your arms over your chest. You didn't miss him glancing at your chest.

"What can I get you to drink?"

"Trying to get rid of me so soon?"

"How did you guess?" You answered him. A loud laugh came out of his mouth, almost startling you. San liked you so far. A woman who fights back and doesn't just throw herself at him. It made him want to fight back.

"Just a beer."

You make him a glass of beer before sitting the tall glass in front of him. He thanked you before taking a long sip of the beer. He reached in his pocket and pulled out some money, but that's where you stopped him.

"It's on the house."

He should know this. All four of the band members get free drinks. Red said that it was one of his form of payments for them performing for him.

"It's a tip, angel. I only tip the pretty ones."

"And that's supposed to make me feel good?" You question him. Before he could respond, Hongjoong yelled from behind you.

"Is that why you never tip me?"

"You're not a pretty girl." San replied with an eye roll upset that he was interrupting his conversation with you.

"That's hurtful." You laughed as Hongjoong placed his hand over his heart.

"Don't worry. I think you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." You reply.

"Thank you." Hongjoong smiled at you before glaring at San. "That's how you compliment someone."

You felt San grab your hand gently. He placed the money in your hand. Before you could throw it back at him, he chugged the rest of his drink before walking away.

"See you around, angel."

You grumbled under your breath before shoving the money in your back pocket. You weren't going to say no if he wanted you to have it so bad.

"I don't need to warn you, do I?" Hongjoong warned. "I mean, he's a good friend of mine, but he doesn't have the best history when it comes to women."

"Don't worry. I've already been warned." You tell him. You didn't have any interest in him. You had too much on your plate to be worried about a guy.

"Good. I don't need my new partner quitting over a broken heart."

"Not a chance."

You kick a rock down the sidewalk. This was your weekend off of work, so you were able to spend the weekend studying for you finance test on Monday. You decided to take a small break and go get some food. Thankfully, you lived down the street from a convenience store. Perfect for a college student.

You pull the door open as you step inside the quite store. It was 11 at night, so the store was empty besides the cashier. You grab a basket and make your way down the aisles. After you had gotten everything you wanted, you made your way to the front of the store. You pay for your food before walking over the tables.

You pull out your phone out of your pocket as you heat up your food. You continue to watch a drama that you had gotten interested in while you eat your food. You were enjoying yourself. That was until someone sat in front of you.

"Hello, angel."

You look up to meet the dark eyes of San. You held the urge to roll your eyes as he sits his bag of food down. Out of all the chairs, why did he sit here?

It's been three weeks since you started working at the bar. Since then, San has bothered you every night since he met you. And by 'bothering' you, you meant he's been trying to ask you on a date. You spent the first week completely ignoring him, but that got tiring very quickly.

You had told Chae about this. She said something similar to Hongjoong. That you needed to be careful around him. But there was something that she also said that you couldn't forget. According to her, San doesn't chase after woman like he has with you. Most of the time when San asks someone out, they say yes. But on the rare occasion they say no, he will leave them alone. You have said no a total of 12 time. You counted, but he hasn't taken no for an answer. Maybe it's the fact that you aren't afraid to put up a fight.

"What are the odds?" You mumble as you continue watching your show.

San let you continue to watch your show as he set up his meal. You looked away from your screen as he concentrated on his food. Your eyes drifted to his lips as he bit it. You heard him chuckle as you meet his eyes. Instead of being embarrassed like San had thought, you held eye contact with him.

"Like what you see?"

You shook your head as you rubbed at your lips. "Your lips are really dry. You should fix that. Your side chicks wouldn't like that."

"Don't worry, angel. You're the only one." You roll your eyes at him. Of course, that's the only thing he would get out that. "You know what would make this even better?"

"Don't say it." You interrupt him.

"If this was a date." You roll your eyes as he ignores you.

"You wish."

"I do. I spend all of my time wishing you would go on a date with me." San told you.

"You're such a liar." You laugh at him.

"Just one date?" San asked.

"No thanks."

"Please."

"San."

"(Y/N)."

"If I say yes, will you leave me alone?"

"Yes." He answered quickly.

"Just one date." You warn him.

"Unless you want more." He winked. Before you could respond to him, he interrupted you. "Just one date. If you don't enjoy it, I wound bug you again."

"Okay." You agree.

San pulled his phone out of his pocket. He pulled up the contacts before handing you the phone. You hesitated to give this man your phone number. Worst case scenario, you'll block him. You enter your number and send yourself a quick text. You hand his phone back to him.

"I'll let you know the next time I'm free." You tell him.

"You won't regret this, angel."

"I better not."

Due to your hectic schedule, it took almost two weeks before you and San could schedule your date. At first, he thought you were purposely pushing it back, but when you sent him a picture of your full color-coded schedule, he started to understand. It also made him admire you. You worked full time at a bar while you were a full-time student. San had tried that before, but he had failed. So, he understood partially. Until then, he was okay with texting you until your first date.

You also didn’t mind texting him. He wasn’t as annoying over text. He was very offended when you told him that. The more you texted, the more you got to know about him. The two of you were very similar. You both had a love for music, except you couldn’t sing for the life of you. That didn’t stop you though.

It was a Friday night that you scheduled your date. He had told you to dress casually. He had hinted at the idea of you wearing a dress, but you turned that down quickly. You still dressed cute though. Chae had whistled at you when you exited your room. She loved the fact that you were finally going on a date. She had tried to set you up many times before, but none of them have worked out. She did let you know how she had felt about it being San who you were going out with.

“Be careful.” She warned you.

“I will.” You assured her. “I’m just doing this to get him to leave me alone.”

“Okay. I just don’t want him to hurt you. I’ll be here to pick up the pieces. After I murder him.”

You laughed at your friend. “You watch to many crime shows.”

You grab your bag and phone before walking out the door when San had texted you stating that he was there. When you get outside, you see San in front of the building leaning on his car. When he sees you, a big smile covers his face. You smile at him as you stop in front of him.

"You look beautiful (Y/N)." He compliments you.

"Thank you. You look nice as well."

"Don't tell anyone, but I'm trying to impress this cute girl I work with." San said as he opened the door for you. You slide in before he closes the door. He walks around to the other side and gets in.

"Do I know her?" You play along.

"You should." He answers. "It's hard to miss her. She looks like an angel."

"Alright Mr. Cheese. Where are we going?" San laughed at your response.

"It's a surprise." San winked at you.

"I hope it's a good one because I hate surprises." You tell him.

"It's a good one. I promise."

San starts the car and drives off. The two of you listen to music in silence while you drive to your date location. At least it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. That was until San spoke up.

"So (Y/N), if you could live anywhere, where would it be any why?"

You could help but burst out laughing. "Where the hell did that come from?"

"I was trying to start a conversation with you." San laughed. He liked the sound of your laugh.

"I know that. I wasn't expecting a question like that." You told him.

"I may have looked up good conversation starters." San admitted. You looked at him to see if he was telling the truth. His red face gave it away. At least he was trying. You would give him that.

"I've never thought about it." You finally answered his question. "I would want to stay somewhere remote. Preferably in the mountains somewhere."

"Why the mountains?"

"I used to go on hikes with my parents when I was younger. We also camped a lot." You tell him.

"The Forrest kind of creeps me out." San says. "There's bears and stuff. I prefer the beach."

"There are sharks in the ocean." You chuckle when San huffs.

"You have a point."

"There's always a risk of danger when you go out into the world. Especially nature. I think that it's worth it."

San looked over at you. Beauty and brains. You weren't afraid to tell him your opinion, even when it didn't match with his. He appreciated that. It made conversations more interesting.

"Here we are."

You looked around. "Where are we?"

"My apartment." San answered. You looked at him skeptically.

"You brought me to your apartment?"

"Yes and no." He answered. "You have to trust me."

"Okay."

Both you and San got out of the car. San grabbed your hand as he guided you unto the building. He half expected you to let go of his hand, but when you didn't and held onto his hand, he felt his heart race. He really didn't want to mess this up. He had Seonghwa help him plan this since he was the only one who had a girlfriend.

The two of you waited for the elevator after San had hit the button. When the doors opened, you stepped in. San hit the button for the top floor.

"Do you live on the top floor?" You asked.

"No, I live on the third floor." San answered.

"Then why are we going to the top?"

"Patience angel."

The door opened and the two of you stepped out. San led you to the stair that led to the roof. San held the door open so you could walk through first. You held your hair back as a burst of cool wind blew around you. It was then you could see the beautiful view he had from his roof. Being able to see the stars without hearing the traffic was nice.

"Right this way, my lady." San's arm wrapped around your waist as he led you to your date spot.

On the other side of the staircase, there was a small gazebo. It was covered in string lights. There was a blanket laid out for you to sit on. Right in the middle of the blanket there was a picnic basket and some wine. There were also some blankets to cover yourself with. San remember when you told him that you get cold easily. He set out some pillows for you to sit on.

San watched your reaction. "Do you like it?"

"I do." You smiled at him. San let out the breath that he was holding.

"Then let’s eat."

The two of you sit down as San pulls out the food. He had one of your favorite foods that you had told him. He also had his favorite food. He also brought some snacks and wine glasses to drink the wine in.

The two of you had some small talk while the two of you ate. You made San pull up the website with those questions. You both answered a few of them. After you were done eating, you leaned back and covered yourself up.

"Earlier you said you went hiking with you parents, were you close with them?" San asked you.

"We were." You answered. "I was the only child, so the three of us hung out almost every weekend. They didn't want me being lonely."

"Are you still close?"

You shook your head. "Not anymore. As I got older, I didn't share the same values as my parents. They wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer, and I didn't."

"What did you want to be?" San asked.

"At that point I didn't know." You answered. "I took a couple different college classes when I found out I liked business and finance. My parents didn't like that when I told them. They said that either I go to school for what they want, or they didn't want to see me again."

"What did you end up doing?"

"I'm a bartender. What do you think?" You laugh. "It's been three years since I've seen them, but they'll message me every once in a while to make sure I'm not dead."

"I'm sorry." San apologized.

"Don't be. I had to do what was going to make me happy." You told him. "What about you and you parents?"

"We've always been close. Especially my sister and me. At first, they weren't the blighted fan of me singing. I did what they asked and have college a go, but I ended up flunking out. It was after that they gave me their blessing." You watched San as he told you about his family. You noticed while you two were similar, your backgrounds were completely different.

The two of you lost track of time up there. Around midnight, San brought you back home. He parked his car before getting out to meet you.

"I had a good time with you San." You confess.

"Enough for a second date." San asked hopefully.

"Maybe." You tease.

San finds himself leaning in. Against all of what you previously thought of him, you lean on as well. San cups your cheeks as his lips meet yours. It was a short and sweet kiss. When he pulls away, he leans his forehead on yours.

It was then you felt it. The pit in your stomach. The ugly thing you call anxiety. You weren't used to being intimate. You haven't had many boyfriends, and you were still a virgin. You knew that San wasn't. What if you didn't meet his expectations? What if he realized he didn't want you because of your lack of experience?

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" San noticed something was off when you pulled away from him. You weren't acting like this before the kiss. Did he do something wrong?

"Nothing. Um..." You trailed off as you lost your train of thought.

"If I did something wrong, you can tell me." San told you. You shook your head.

"It's not anything you did. Can we just... Can we take it slow?"

San blinked as he finally understood the situation. He felt bad for not understanding earlier. "We can go however slow or fast you want. I won't push you. And I will never make you do anything you're not comfortable with."

San watched you relax some. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." San interrupted.

"Thank you for tonight." You tell him.

"I'll text you in the morning." San tells you. You nod at him.

"Okay."

After the first date that San took you on, you agreed to another date. That second date turned into five dates. You didn’t want to admit it, but he was nothing like you first thought of him. He was kind to you, and he never made you uncomfortable in any way. You told him that you wanted to take it slow because of your lack of experience with guys and schoolwork. He respected that. He never pushed you. He always waited for you to make the first move. Then he would take the lead.

At first, you held yourself back. You were scared to get too involved with him just in case he was like you thought. But the longer you hung out with him, the more you found yourself letting go with him. San couldn’t hide his emotions well, that you learned early on. You could tell how happy he was when you opened up to him. He always listened to you with such an intensity in his eyes. Even when you were talking about boring things like your studies. He even asked questions. He never interrupted you. He made you feel cared for which was a new feeling with you. That also scared you.

Tonight, the two of you were hanging out at his apartment. You often hung out here because the two of you had privacy. You lived with Chae, and you loved her, but she was the nosiest person you knew. The first and last time you brought him over, Chae interrogated you for a solid three hours. You had to lock yourself in your room to get away from her. You also loved the view from his apartment. He didn’t live to far from the bar you worked at. The neon lights from the restaurants and bars were all you could see.

The two of you started out watching a movie. You ordered pizza that was left half eaten on the table. All was forgotten as you sat on San’s lap. His arms were wrapped tightly around your waist as the two of you made out. This wasn’t how you planned on the night to go. But when San saw you putting on a new strawberry lip balm, he just couldn’t help himself. One quick kiss turned into this.

You felt yourself getting carried away the more you kissed him. And the more you kissed him, the more turned on you got. You wanted him so badly. You hoped that he felt the same. You ground your hips against San’s. You felt yourself becoming wet when San let out a deep groan. You also could feel him become hard against your bare leg.

San pulled away from you making you whine. He smiled before placing his forehead on yours. “Angel, if you don’t want to take things further, we need to stop.”

“What if I want to continue?”

“I would love nothing more, but are you sure?” San asked you. As happy as he was to finally have you, he wasn’t going to push you. He would wait for as long as you said. He knew that you were a virgin. He would be honored if you trusted him enough for him to be the one to take your virginity.

“I want to be yours.” You told him. His hands reached up to brush against your cheeks. He pulled you into a kiss. You grip the collar of his shirt as you pour all of your emotions into the kiss. He continued to brush your cheeks as he pulled away again.

“We can stop at any point.” San assured you.

When he was completely sure that this was what you wanted, he stood up with you in his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he made his way to his bedroom. You felt your back hit the soft mattress as he laid you on his bed. You sit up on your elbows as you watch him remove his shirt. You rake your eyes down his body. He was very fit, which didn’t shock you. What did shock you were the nipple piercings. You felt your heart race as he stared at you.

“You like what you see?”

You lean up and grab his hand. “I’d like it better if you were on top of me.”

“You’re wish is my command.”

You lay back has San hovers over you. You wrap your arms around San’s neck as he pulls you into another kiss. You feel a shiver as San’s hand start to pull up your shirt, exposing your stomach. You break the kiss before lifting yourself up as he pulls your shirt over your head, leaving you in only a bra. You felt yourself blush as San admired you.

“So beautiful.”

San pressed a kiss to your red cheek before he slowly made his way down your body. You tilted your head as he kissed down your neck. San felt himself grow impossibly hard when you let out a soft moan as he sucked on your neck. He didn’t think he had heard a more beautiful sound. He wouldn’t mind hearing that for the rest of his life.

His hands brushed over your bra. You stiffened for a second before relaxing. He paused and looked up at you. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” You told him. “I’m just not used to having anyone touch me like this.”

He pressed his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. “You’re safe with me.”

“I know. I trust you.”

San felt his heart swell as you said that. He knew that he hadn’t had the best past with women. You knew that. That’s why it was so hard for you to open up to him. He was so glad you did. You were the most beautiful woman, inside and out. And he was going to spend the rest of your time together telling you that.

“Can I take this off?” His hands brushed your chest once again.

You didn’t flinch this time as you nodded your head. You lifted up your back some as his hands slid around your back as he unhooked your bra. He slid the bra down your arms before tossing it to the side. You felt yourself turn shy once again as your hands rested on top of your breasts. San noticed this. He kissed your cheek before speaking.

“You don’t have to hide from me.” He whispered. “Especially when you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

You let him guide your arms to the side of the bed. When he looked down at your chest, he couldn’t help the smile that overcome his face. He laughed as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. You laughed along with him.

“I guess we really are made for each other, aren’t we?”

You had a matching set of nipple piercings. You went out partying one night with Chae and some other friends. After spending half the night drinking, someone had the idea of getting piercings. Some didn’t agree, but most did. That included you. You already had a few piercings in your ears, so you wanted something else. That’s when Chae said she was getting her nipple pierced. The two of you went in together and held each other’s hands as you got them. Once you saw them the new morning, you instantly regretted them. That was until you saw the way that San stared at them.

“I guess so.” You laugh.

San pulled away from your neck with one last kiss. He kissed his way down your chest. You jumped in shock when San placed your left nipple in his mouth, your hand instantly going into his hair. You let out a moan when he started to suck on your nipple. His other hand went up to play with the other nipple. You hadn’t felt anything like this before. San could tell how much you were enjoying it by the sounds you were making.

“Does my baby like that?”

You looked down to meet San’s eyes. They were filled with lust as he placed your other nipple in his mouth. You thought you would be uncomfortable looking into his eyes while you were being intimate, but it actually calmed you if that made any sense. It also turned you on even more if possible. You whimpered as San released your nipple with a loud ‘pop.’ He started to make his way down your body, kissing every inch his lips could reach.

“So soft.” You heard him mumble. Once he got to the hem of your bottoms, he looked up at you once again for permission. “May I?”

“Please.”

San unbuttoned your bottoms before sliding both them and your underwear down your legs. Before you could close your legs, San laid in between them. His lips caught yours in a passionate kiss. Your hands rested on his face as he kissed you. He held your lip between his teeth as he pulled away. As he let go of your lip, he placed a sweet kiss on your nose that had you smile.

“Are you ready for me to continue?” He asked you. You nodded your head at him, but he wanted you to actually answer him. “I want you to use your words, angel.”

“Please.”

“Please what?” San teased you.

“Please touch me.” You answered him. Gave you one last kiss before making his way between your legs. He places a kiss to your inner thigh as you try to relax.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you.” He placed more kisses to your inner thigh as he made his way to your heat. “Since the first time I laid my eyes on you, I’ve wanted you more than anything. I knew I had to make you mine. And now that you are, I’m never letting you go.”

He placed a kiss on your clit making you jump. You had never felt so sensitive down there. You could feel every breath as San watched your reaction to him. You looked beautiful. Your eyes scrunched shut as he licked a strip up your heat. The moan that came out of your mouth made him think he was in heaven.

You gripped the bedsheets as San started to suck on your clit. You felt yourself moan louder the more San pleasured you. As soon as you felt yourself getting lost in pleasure, San released your clit. A loud whine came out of your mouth as you opened your eyes.

“Why did you stop?”

“I’m sorry, angel.” He apologized, but the smirk on his face said otherwise. “I just wanted to prepare you.”

“Prepare me for what?” You asked.

“My fingers.” You gulped at his answer. San could see the fear in your eyes. “I going to take it slow. It may be uncomfortable at first.”

“What if it hurts?” You ask.

“If it hurts, you let me know, and I will stop, okay?” You nod at Sans answer. You watch him as he goes back to your heat.

You felt yourself relax as San continue to kiss and suck on your clit. You felt him shift, so you knew what was going to come next. You tried to stay relaxed as San enter one finger into you. You shifted at the feeling. It wasn’t painful, but it was slightly uncomfortable.

“Are you okay?” San asked.

You nodded your head. “I’m okay. You can keep going.”

San watched your face as he started moving his finger in and out of you. He could tell that you were starting to enjoy it. Your mouth parted as a soft moan came from your lips. He decided to take it further.

“I’m going to add a second finger.” San warned you. You let out a small ‘okay.’

San continued to lick at your clit as he added a second finger. You threw your head back as he stretched you out. It felt oddly good. San continued to watch how you reacted. He could tell when you liked something by how loud your moans were. He continued to make sure he was only causing you pleasure, not pain.

“Does it feel good?”

“S-So good.” You moan out. You could barely talk because of the pleasure. You felt him enter a third finger causing you to moan again. It wasn’t long before you felt a familiar pit in your stomach. “San, I’m close.”

“I know baby. Go ahead and cum. I’ve got you.”

You arch your back as San sucks even harder on your clit. Between that and his fingers pumping out of you, you reached your climax. You griped his hair as you moaned out his name. San almost felt like he could climax just from watching you orgasm. The way your eyes scrunched up. Your head was thrown back as his name came from your lips repeatedly. He would never forget the image.

San pulled his fingers from you as you came down from your high. You watched as he placed his fingers in his mouth before sucking them clean. When he released his fingers from his mouth, you grabbed his neck before pulling him to you. Your lips crashed in a messy kiss. You could taste him on you as you continued to kiss him, which wasn’t as disgusting as you thought it would be.

“How did that feel?” San asked as he pulled away from you.

“Amazing.” You answer still out of breath.

You run your hands down his chest as you make your way to the bulge in his jeans. His head falls onto your shoulder as he lets out a moan when you start palming him through his jeans. You were barely touching him, and he felt like he was going to cum. It was when you started to undo his pants that he stopped you.

“Not tonight.” He told you. “Tonight, is all about you. We can do that another time, okay?”

“Are you sure?” You ask. You could see how much he was straining in his jeans. He placed his hands on your cheeks as he raised your face to meet his in a kiss.

“All I want is to be inside of you.”

You blushed at his words. “Okay.”

You laid there as San got up from the bed. You weren’t ashamed as you watched him unbutton his pants. His length jumped out as he pulled his pants down his legs. You felt yourself almost moan at the sight of him. You had never seen someone so beautiful.

“How are you from this world?” You question. You smile as you finally made him blush for a change.

“You can’t just say things like that out of nowhere.”

“Well, it’s the truth.” You tell him. “You’re absolutely stunning.”

San sits on the side of the bed as he pulls you into another kiss. While he kisses you, he reaches over to his bedside table. He opens it and pulls out a condom. He pulls away from you for a second before opening the packet and sliding the condom on. He lays in between your legs once again as he kisses you. You stiffen when you felt his length brush against your heat. San pulled away before looking at you.

“Do you want to keep going? We can stop right now. I won’t be upset.” San assured you. You could tell he meant that, but you didn’t want to stop. You meant it when you said you wanted to be his.

“I don’t want to stop.”

“Are you sure?” He asked again.

“I am. Just be gentle.” You laughed. San kissed your cheek as he promised he would.

He grabbed your legs and wrapped them around his waist. “I need you to relax for me. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Okay.” You nod at him. He waits until you relax some before he continues.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

San lines himself up at your entrance. He waits before you nod your head at him before he slowly pushes into you. You clench around him as he stretches you. You burry you head into his neck. San continues to ask if you’re okay, even though your answer is the same every time. You’re finally able to relax enough for him to insert himself the rest of the way in.

He kisses your forehead as you try to adjust to him. “You’re doing so good, angel.”

“I don’t know about that, but thanks for the compliment.” He chuckles at your response. Even if you were in pain, you were still cracking jokes. You pull away from his neck and give him a kiss. His hand goes to the back of your neck as he deepens the kiss. As he kisses you, he feels you relax around him. You pull away and lay your head back on the pillow. “You can move now.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

San pulls himself back before slowly thrusting into you. It didn’t hurt as much then at first. The more he continued, the better it got. It went from pain, to an uncomfortable feeling, and finally to pleasure. Even if it was torture for San to go so slow, he would until you told him otherwise. He could tell it was starting to get better for you by the way your fingernails dug into his back.

“San?” You get his attention.

“Yes, my baby.” San looks at you.

“Can you go faster?”

“As you wish.”

This time San buries his head into your neck as he speeds up. He was trying to hold off for you, but he didn’t know if he could. You felt so good wrapped around him. And the moans that were coming out of your mouth weren’t helping him.

“You feel so good baby. I don’t know how long I’m going to last.” San groaned when you clenched around him.

You could tell that he was close because his speed picked up. You knew he couldn’t help himself. He wasn’t used to going slow, but you didn’t mind the speed up. As long as he didn’t mind the marks on his back from you.

“San, I’m close.” You moan out.

“Me to baby.” San’s hand made his way down your body. Your body jolted as his hand rubbed at your clit. You let out a loud moan as he brought you over the edge. “Cum for me.”

You threw your head back as you came to your climax. San was right behind you as he finally got his release. He sloppy thrusted into you as the two of you came down from your highs. San laid his head on your shoulder as he pulled out of you. You moan at the loss.

San was careful to not put all of his weight on you as he collapsed on you. You didn’t seem to mind as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You started to play with the hair on the back of his neck as the two of you laid in silence. That was until you spoke up.

“Thank you.”

He lifted his head up to look at you. “Thank me for what?”

“For being my first.” You answer. “I couldn’t have imagined it going anymore perfect than that.”

San felt his heart swell as he placed a kiss on your lips. You responded instantly. When he pulled back, you could feel a new emotion that you haven’t felt before. One that scared you.

“I think I’m falling in love with you.”

San felt his eyes widen as you confessed that to him. He then whined when he realized what you said. “I wanted to be the first one to confess.”

“Way to ruin the moment.” You laugh. San gasped at you.

“I ruined the moment?”

“Just a little.” You hold your hand up with your fingers almost touching.

“Take that back.”

“Make me.” You smile. You let out a scream as San’s hands tickle your side. You slap his hands as you try to make him stop tickling him.

“Take it back.”

“Okay!” San’s hands freeze for a moment. He leaned close to you.

“I didn’t hear you.”

“You didn’t ruin the moment.” You smile at him. He placed a kiss on your cheek as the two of you catch your breaths.

“I think I’m falling in love with you too.”

You pull your hair out of your clip as you walk in the locker room. Tonight, was one of the nights that Purple Kiss didn't perform. San wasn't the biggest fan of it. Since the two of you slept together, he didn't like you being at work without him. You brushed him off saying that you knew how to take care of yourself.

He begged you to let him at least come pick you up, but you told him no. You had a test in the morning, and you didn't need any distractions. San understood that, but he wasn't happy. He sent you a pouty face just to make sure you knew.

When you walk to your locker, you furrow your eyes. The lock that was on your locker was cut off and was laying on the floor. You rush over and open your locker. You dig through your bag. Your phone, wallet, and car keys are still in the bag. Nothing was stolen, so why did someone cut the lock? It was then you saw it.

There was a package laying on the bottom of the locker. You picked it up and opened it. Out of it fell a USB and a note that said play me.

"This is some horror movie level shit." You mumble. "Oh well."

You throw the package in your bag before slamming your locker shut. Watching that could wait until tomorrow after your test. And it did because you forgot about it.

You were lounging on the couch doing schoolwork and watching Gossip Girl when Chae come into the apartment. As she fixed herself a bowl of cereal, she turned to you.

"Didn't you want to show me something?"

You looked at her in confusion until it hits you. "Oh. Look at this."

You explained to her how your lock had been cut at work and how you found the package inside. You watched her as she opened the package.

"This is something you'd find in a horror movie."

"That's what I said." You told her. "Wanna watch it together?"

"Hell yeah I do."

You saved your schoolwork before closing it out. You put in the USB. On it was only one thing.

"The real San? Maybe it's one of his stalker exs." Chae told you.

"Only one way to find out."

You click on the video. The screen was black, but there was audio. You could clearly make out San and Wooyoung arguing.

"Have you seen the new girl?" San asked.

"The one that's out of your league?" Mingi responds. You could hear Wooyoung laughing before you're assuming San hit him.

"Why would you say that?"

"Seonghwa's girl said that she was way too smart for me." Wooyound said. He wanted you as well. You couldn't figure out why though. The girls that threw themselves at them were more attractive than you.

"So?"

"You have a worst track record than I do with women."

"She's different though." San told him.

"Which is why she would never go for you." Mingi told him.

"You know you guys are supposed to be my friends, right?"

"We are." Wooyoung said. "We're just being honest."

"I think you're wrong." San said. You paused the video before looking at Chae. It seems like she had the same idea you did.

"Is this going where I think it's going, is it?" You ask.

"I really hope not." Chae answers. "I really thought San changed because of you."

You hit play on the video hoping that the two of you were wrong.

"You know what this mean?" Wooyoung says. "A bet."

"Really?" San asked.

"You have one month to sleep with her."

"And if not?"

"You owe me $500." Your eyes widened at Wooyoung's statement. Is that why San tried so hard to get you to go out with him? You felt like you were going to be sick.

"Let's be fair." Mingi said. "You have to let him get a first date before the timer starts."

"Are you in on the too, Mingi?" Wooyoung asked.

"Yes, but I don't think he's going to even get a first date."

"I don't even know why you bet on these things Mingi. You always lose." Wooyoung said.

"Shut the hell up."

"Alright. Winner gets one grand. You in San?"

Please say no.

"You're on."

Chae closes the laptop as the video ends. You stare at your lap, playing with a string on your shirt. You felt your eyes burn with unshed tears.

"You can say I told you so. I won't be mad." You tell her.

"Come here."

When Chae pulled you into a hug, you let out a sob as you cried into her shoulder. She held onto you tight.

"I feel like an idiot."

"He's the idiot if he didn't realize what he was doing." Chae told you.

"I slept with him Chae." Chae eyes widened at your statement. She knew how important losing your virginity to the right person was to you. "I told him I loved him."

"I'm going to kill him." Chae threatened. She couldn't just sit around and what you cry over some guy who didn't deserve it. She's going to make sure he regrets ever talking to you. She's going to make his life a living hell.

"You're going to have to beat me to it." You tell her.

"Well, I did just watch this good documentary on how to properly hide a body without getting caught." You laughed at Chae's statement. You pulled back and wiped your face. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to confront him." You answer. "After I pull myself together."

You put the USB and paper back in the envelope before taking a long, warm shower. You do what you said and pull yourself together. You put on some makeup and a cute outfit. He didn't deserve to see your tears. He doesn't deserve to see how much he hurt you.

"Kick his ass for me!" Chae yells as you leave the apartment.

You make the drive over to his place. You weren't sure if he was home or not. You had his spare key though, so you would just wait. You had half the thought of being petty and trashing his apartment. You knock on his door and wait a minute. The door opens revealing a half-asleep San. His smile bright when he sees it's you.

"Angel." He pulls you into a hug. He places a kiss on your cheek before pulling back. "What did I do to be blessed with your presence?"

You roll your eyes as you pull the envelope out of your bag. "Something happened at work last night, and I wanted to show you."

"Did someone hurt you? You should've let me come-"

"Calm down. No one hurt me." You interrupted him. "Except for you."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." You smiled. "Anyway, my locker was broken into. Nothing was stolen, but I found this."

You hand the envelope. He opens it before looking at you. "What is this?"

"A video that I want you to watch." You answer.

San looks at you questionably. You weren't acting like your normal self. You were shutting yourself off from him like you did when you first met. But he did what you asked and played the video on his laptop. You didn't move as you watched him. As the video ended, San reacted similar to you and just stared at the black screen.

"Let me help you out here." San looked at you when you started speaking. "(Y/n), let me explain. This isn't what it looks like."

"I'm sorry." San told you.

"I don't want an apology. I want an explanation." You raise your voice. "Was I a fucking bet?"

"At first yes." San said. That was all you needed to know as you turned to leave. "But I told them I didn't want to be a part of it anymore."

"And I'm supposed to believe you?"

"It's the truth." San told you. "After the first date, I realized that you were some one-night stand. I wanted to get to know you. The more I found out, the more I fell for you. Nothing I ever told you was a lie."

"Our whole relationship is a fucking lie!" You yell at him. "Were you ever going to tell me?"

San was quiet for a moment which answered your question. You run your hand through your hair as you blow out a frustrated sigh.

"I should have listened to everyone when they said to stay away from you."

"(Y/N)-"

"I never want to see you again."

"Please don't do this." San begged. You could see the tears start to form in his eyes. "I love you."

"You should've thought about that before you broke my heart."

“Are you sure you’re okay to do this? I can still pick up your shift.”

“Chae, I need the money.”

It has been almost a week since you had your breakup with San. You were trying to heal from the whole thing, but San was making it very hard. First it was phone calls. Then it was texts. You ended up blocking him on everything possible, but he still would give up. He never showed up to your place which you were grateful for. You know you couldn’t avoid him completely since he performs where you work, but you were still going to try. He did; however, send some sort of apology gift every day. Flowers and food would be at your doorstep every morning. He was persistent you would give him that.

“How much longer do you have?”

“2 months.”

You were so close to graduating. But in order to graduate, your fees had to be paid. Paying that on top of rent and bills had you struggling a lot. You and Chae go half on paying rent. You were even able to pay your half this month. Chae said that it was okay because she knew how hard you were working, but you still felt bad. You just needed to hold up for two more months. You know this wouldn’t be the end of your money issues, but it would help. You already had a job lined up for after graduation.

You looked at the time on the wall. “I’ll talk to you when I get home.”

“Okay. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

You threw your phone in your locker before slamming it shut. You open the new lock you had bought and placed in on the locker. Hopefully this time someone wouldn’t break into it. You didn’t have much to lose at this point either.

You start your normal routine of pulling your hair up before walking out of the locker room. It was quiet at the moment since the bar had another hour before it opened. Hongjoong had texted you earlier asking if you would because he was having some car trouble. You told him that you would come in early to set up the bar. Especially when he said that he would do his best to keep San away from you.

You listen to the DJ setting up his playlist as you polished the drink glasses all while you ignored the security guards. You knew that they were friends of San’s. You didn’t know if they knew, but by the way they were looking at you, San told them. You didn’t want any questions.

You were almost done setting up the bar when someone past you. You turn to see Hongjoong with a towel finishing up the glasses. You give him a smile which he returned.

“New hair, Papa Smurf?”

“You know. I had some mild life change, so I decided to change up my look.” You let out a laugh at his reason for dying his hair. “How are you doing?”

“I’m doing great.” You lie. He looked at you with raised eyebrows.

“The truth please.”

“What do you want me to say? I found out my first love only got with me for a bet. I can’t even afford my tuition anymore. And I have to make an A on my next exam, or I’m not even going to graduate.”

The two of you jumped when loud music started playing. People were starting to be let into the bar. Hongjoong couldn’t respond to you as people started to line. You put on a fake smile as you started to serve people their drinks.

You heard the familiar screams of the crowd, so you knew what was coming. You took a deep breath as you willed yourself not to look up and to keep serving. You didn’t know what would happen if you looked at San. Would you get sad and cry? Or would you get angry and yell at him?

You bobbed your head to the music as you polished some glasses. You get a small break while Purple Rose performs because everyone wants to watch them. You felt someone staring at you, so you looked up. You made the mistake of looking up towards the stage. Your heart dropped as you made eye contact with San. He was looking at you the whole time. His eye contact never waivered even after you looked at him. He wanted you to know that you were the only person he wanted. Even if you didn’t want him anymore.

“Hey, Princess!” You turn to see Yeosang standing next to a new guy with black hair. You smile wide as you walk over.

“What can I get for you sweetheart?” You question. Yeosang motions to the new guy next to him.

“This is Jihoon. I’m training him.”

“Hello Jihoon. I’m (Y/N).” You hold your hand out for him. He shakes your hand mirroring your smile.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Tell her what we need.” Yeosang nudges him.

“Um, a round of tequila shots.”

“Coming right up.” You walk off to fulfill the order. You come back with a tray full of tequila shots and lemons. They had salt at the table, so you didn’t have to get any. You hand the tray to Jihoon before sending them off.

“Thank you.”

You get back to working completely ignoring San singing. You didn’t want to look at him again. You just wanted to forget him. Why was that so hard? He hurt you, so why do you still love him?

You didn’t notice that the band had finished playing until Hongjoong had pushed you to his side of the bar. You didn’t realize why until you saw San walk up to where he normally stands next to you. You watched the two argue before someone got your attention.

You something wet hit your arm causing you to look. Some guy had spilt his beer all over the bar, you, and some girl. The girl shrieks before walking off to what you assume is the bathroom. You grab a wet towel and start to clean up the mess. That was until the drunk man grabbed your wrist.

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing behind the bar?”

“What the fuck do you think?” You question. “Working. Now let me go.”

You try to yank your arm away from him, but he had a tight grip on you. One that was starting to hurt.

“I can show you a better way of making money. Especially with a body like that.”

“You wish. Let me go.”

You motioned for security to escort him out. That was until you saw a flash of black fly towards the man. You watch in shock as San punches the man so hard, he fell out of his seat. People gathered around as they watched San repeatedly punch the guy. Security and Red arrived and pulled San off of him. Security pulled the drunk guy out of the bar while Red yelled at San.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“He was assaulting your employee.” San yelled back at him. You looked down as the two men looked at you. Red started to understand why San had become so violent, but he still couldn’t have something like this happening in his bar.

“That’s why we have security guards.” Red told him. “My office now.”

Red shoved San as he didn’t want to listen at first. San looked at you one last time hoping that you would look back at him, but you didn’t. Your eyes stayed glued to the ground. That was until Hongjoong got your attention. He watched you nod at him before walking off for a break. He waited until you went to a safe area before walking off with Red.

You make your way to the employee bathroom. You turn on the cold water before splashing your face with it, trying to calm yourself down. You don’t understand why San was acting like this. He shouldn’t be acting hurt when he was the reason all of this happened. Even if he was regretful, he couldn’t change what he did. The only reason why he talked to you was for a bet. You knew that could’ve changed somewhere along the way. He could’ve ended things after you slept together, but he didn’t. He stayed with you for 3 weeks after that.

After drying off your face and sitting in the locker room for a good 10 minutes, you got up to continue your job. You pat Hongjoong on the back as you past him letting him know you were okay. You continued to put on a brave face as you served people for the rest of your shift. Last call was an hour later. Everyone got their last drinks before you two started to clean the bar. As you were cleaning, you heard someone clear their voice from behind you. You both turn to see Red standing there.

“You mind if I borrow you for a moment?” Red asked you. You turn to look at Hongjoong. You didn’t want him to clean up by himself.

“Go. I’ll handle it.”

You took at deep breath as you followed Red to his office. He opens the door letting you enter first. You sit in the chair in front of the desk while he sits behind it. You decided to speak first.

“I’m sorry about what happened earlier.”

“You don’t need to apologize.” Red told you. “It wasn’t your fault, but someone does have to deal with the consequences.”

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“You know my rules. No fighting in my bar. Now, do I fire the guy who makes me money? Or the girl who I pay to work here?” Your heart dropped at his questions. He can’t fire you. You need this job.

“Please don’t.” You plead. “I need this job.”

Red looked unbothered as he shrugged his shoulders. “Not my problem.”

Red pulled out an envelope and handed it to you. You opened it to see your paycheck. You scoff as you look back up at him. He really was firing you for something you didn’t even do. You stood up from his chair as you made your way out of his office. Red said something as you opened the door.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N).”

You turn to look at him. “Go fuck yourself.”

You slam the door shut before you walk to the locker room. You hurry over to your locker before pulling your stuff out. You were going to let anyone in this bar see you cry. You could hold it in until you got to your car. You throw your bag over your shoulder as you exit the building. You walk over to your car but stop when you see who’s leaning on the driver’s side.

“What do you want?”

San turned to look at you. “Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you did he.”

“No. I’m pretty sure the only one hurting me is you.” You respond. San’s shoulders dropped as you said that.

“Can we talk? Please.”

“I thought me blocking you was my answer to that.”

“You know me. I’m stubborn.”

“That you are.” You tell him. “Let me start by asking you something.”

San looked excited to talk to you. “Ask me anything.”

“Why do you keep hurting me?” You ask him. You could see him deflate when you ask him that.

“Angel, you have to understand that hurting you was something I never wanted to do.”

“But you did, and you keep doing it.” You blink, feeling the tears hit your cheeks. “Using me enough apparently. You got me fired San.”

“What?” He looked at you shocked.

“Someone had to pay for your stupid actions, and once again it was me.”

“I didn’t- Why would he do that?” San questioned. You shrugged.

“I don’t know.”

“I know you’re struggling. Let me help you.”

“No, San.”

“(Y/N)-”

“Please leave me alone. I’m begging you.”

“Is that really what you want?”

No.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” San sighed. You could see his tears match yours. “I won’t contact you again. But just know that I never lied to you, not once. Especially when I say I love you. And that won’t change.”

“Goodbye San.”

“Goodbye Angel.”

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[shyxcherry]

Hi I was wondering if you were planning on continuing the taehyung royal au fic. Totally okay if you aren’t I just went back and saw that the previous chapters were deleted

Yes I do plan on finishing them! I took them down for the time being to get a better idea of the story line. I'm hoping to get them back up soon.

[shyxcherry]

Frenemie | KYS

summary: You met San your first semester of college. When he introduces you to his friends, it goes well. That was he introduces you to Yeosang. Since the day you two have met, he’s been rude to you. You have been able to take it, but what happens when he takes it too far?

pairing: Yeosang X Reader

genre/warning: college au, enemies to lovers, angst, smut (blowjob)

Word count: 4k

note: a halloween scenario for one of my favorite days of the year. this is my first time writing smut, so please bear with me as i get used to writing it. feedback is greatly appreciated!

You push open the doors to the library as you hurry inside. The fall weather had made itself known this past week as the as the temperature dropped. This was your favorite time of the year. The leaves changing color, the cool weather, and the holidays being around the corner. You couldn’t wait to watch Halloween movies with your friends like you always do.

You made your way up to the second floor where you were meeting your best friend San. You and San met in your first semester of college. His was in your English class, and the two of you got paired up for a project together. The two of you got along great, and here you two were a year and a half later. The two of you had similar degrees as well. You were going to college for computer science and engineering, and his degree was chemical engineering. The two of you were quite the opposite. He was very loud and outgoing. He was never scared to say what was on his mind. You, on the other hand, were on the quiet side. You normally would just sit there and mind your business as San would go on his hour-long rants.

You saw the blonde hair boy and made your way over to him. You ruffled his hair around as you sat beside him. He looked over at you with a smile.

“Well, if it isn’t my best friend.”

“You’re just saying that because I brought you this.” You hold out the drink that you picked up for him. He let out a small squeal of happiness as he took the coffee from you. He took a sip before letting out a sigh of relief.

“This is why I love you.”

“I know.” You start to pull out your things. As you did, you noticed someone else’s stuff laid out in front of you. “Who is studying with us?”

“About that.” San said scratching the back of his head. You looked over at him. “Look I tried to stop him, but he insisted on coming with me.”

“Hello, princess.”

You looked up and saw the devil sitting in the seat across from you. Oh, you meant Kang Yeosang. You were introduced to him by San, though you wished you haven’t. All of San’s other friends you’ve met have been nice to you, even becoming friends of yours. Except Yeosang. He has been a complete asshole to you ever since you’ve met. His first words to you were an insult to your shirt, and it’s went downhill from there. You can’t ever say anything without him responding rudely to you. Even if you weren’t talking to him. You have gotten better at insulting him back, but it still hurts you. Especially when you had a crush on him when you first met. Even now, you can’t deny his looks. You just wished his personality was anything as good as his looks. You honestly couldn’t tell if you still had that crush because every time you look at him now, all you see is anger.

“Yeosang, you promised to be civil.” San told him.

“I just said hello. How much nicer could I get?” Yeosang asked.

“Hello, Yeosang.” You greeted. “How have you been?”

“Pretty good until you showed up.”

You rolled your eyes at him. “I guess 5 minutes was too much to ask for.”

The three of you started to study together. Well, you and San were studying while Yeosang was playing a game on his phone. You and San were both asking opinions about your studies, and Yeosang could only stand hearing you talk for so long. It went on for thirty minutes before Yeosang opened his mouth again.

“I don’t see how the two of you are friends?” Yeosang commented causing you to roll your eyes.

“I could say the same about you.”

“Don’t start, you two.” San warned.

“I’m just saying.” Yeosang raised his hands. “She’s just a two-faced bitch who is leaching off of you. Who knows what stuff she’s saying about you behind your back.”

You look at him in shock as he said those things about you. I mean, I know the two of you didn’t get along, but you didn’t think he thought that lowly of you. That stung you a little as you sat back in your seat. You watched as San scold Yeosang for what he’s said about you. Yeosang talked right back to him. You didn’t pay attention to much of the conversation, but you did hear Yeosang say something along the lines of “She’s pathetic.”

You refuse to listen to him belittling you any longer. You shut your laptop before putting that and your notebook in your bag. San tries to grab your wrist to stop you.

“(Y/N), please don’t leave. Yeosang will apologize.”

“No, I’m not.”

“No, am done being belittled by someone who clearly thinks the world revolves around him.”

“I mean, it does.”

You look at him dead in the eyes. “I wish I could forget the day that I ever met you.”

“(Y/N)” Yeosang starts to say, but you interrupt him.

“Go fuck yourself.”

You turn around and leave the table. You quickly wipe at your face as the tears fall down them. You didn’t want to lose a friend like San, but if Yeosang was in the picture, you were going to have to.

You hum along softly to the music in your headphones as you open the door to your favorite café. The small of coffee and baked goods enter your senses lulling you into a calm manner. There were many people in the café, so you were able to have a large booth to yourself. You throw your bag on the seat before ripping the headphones out of your ears. You place the headphones and your phone on the table before turning and making your way towards the counter. You looked over the baked goods that were in the display case before deciding on a blueberry muffin, your favorite. You ordered that and a hot chocolate, the weather outside perfect for one.

You take your hot chocolate and your muffin and make your way back to your spot. You get comfortable in your seat before pulling out your laptop. You stuff your headphones and pull up your half-written essay for your Software System class. You were supposed to write a 10-page essay of how different software systems are helping the economy today, and what ideas you had that could help increase that. It was due on Friday, and it was now Wednesday. You wanted to finish it before because the was a Halloween party that you and Chae were going to. You were 6 pages down which was good for you. You didn’t normally struggle with writing essays, but you’ve had a lot on your mind. You shake your head when a certain male pops up in your mind.

You had spent a good thirty minutes on your essay when you were interrupted. You flinch when your headphones were ripped from your ears. You look up to see a mess of vibrant purple hair sliding into the seat in front of you. They fix their hair to reveal the culprit. San. 

You had been ignoring him and the others for the past week. As much as you hated it, the farther away from them you were, the farther away you were from Yeosang. San had been messaging you nonstop, even if you said that you were busy. He knew you too well.

“What’s up, loser.”

“What are you doing here? No of you ever come to this place. It’s too ‘boring.’” You brought your hands up to quote boring. You loved the atmosphere of this place. The colors were mostly neutral, which you were a fan of. The always played classical music. It was very calming.

“Because you weren’t at the library or your dorm. Chae said that you were here.”

“So, you were looking for me?” You asked taking a sip of your drink. “Why didn’t you just text me?”

“You’ve been ignoring me.”

“Correction, I’ve been ignoring all of you.”

You flinch as the man in front of you kicked your shin. You kicked him back before pulling you feet in, tucking them underneath you. You rubbed at your now sore shin. You could already feel the knot forming.

“This is why I’m ignoring you. You’re all so mean to me.”

“You poor baby.” San laughed at you being overdramatic. “Only one of us are mean to you.”

“We were having such a good conversation. Why did you have to bring him up?” You pout.

“Because I know that’s why you’re ignoring us.”

“You’re not wrong.” You admit. “I’m tired of not being able to say or do anything with a smartass response from him. We’re not in high school anymore. I’m done dealing with that bullying shit.”

“He means well.” San spoke making you roll your eyes. You slap his hand away as he tries to take some of your muffin, but it doesn’t do any well. You watch as he takes the rest of your muffin and stuff it down his throat. “As long as I’ve known him, he’s never talked about his feelings well.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full. That’s disgusting.”

San’s response was to open his mouth, showing the contents of the chewed-up muffin. You grabbed what was closest to you which was a crumbled-up piece of paper and threw it at him. You laughed as it bounced off of his head. You stuck your tongue out at him when he called you a bitch before picking up the piece of paper.

“All foolishness aside, I think that you and Yeosang should talk. I know he’s sorry.”

“So, I can have him call me a two-faced bitch again?”

“I already scolded him for that.” San told you. “And by scolded, I mean I got kicked out of the library for yelling so loud.”

“Why am I not surprised?”

“I know Wooyoung also chewed him out for it.” San mentioned. “And now he’s starting to realize how much he hurt you.”

“Then why hasn’t he apologized?”

“Have you met the guy? He’s the most stubborn out of all of us. He wants to do it in person, but you’ve been ignoring all of us.” San explained.

“Why is this so important to you?”

“Because the dude’s in love with you!” San raised his voice. He let out a loud gasp as he covered his mouth with his hand. “You didn’t hear that.”

“I did, but that doesn’t mean I believe it.”

“You don’t?” He asked.

“Just because you said something doesn’t mean I’ll believe you.”

“That’s exactly why you should believe it!”

“So, you’re telling me that man who has been rude to me for the past year has feelings for me?” You cross your arms as you look at him. He nods his head in agreement. “So, we’re back in middle school where the boy bullies the girl they like?”

“I never said he was smart. Just talk to him, okay. I promise you he won’t be mean.”

“What about the party Friday? Will all of you be there?”

“What kind of question is that?” San asked. “If there is alcohol, we’ll be there.”

“I’ll talk to him them.” You tell him. He looked at you skeptically. He raised up his hand and stuck out his pinky finger.

“Promise?”

You roll your eyes and link your finger with his.

“Promise.”

“Good for you. You look happy and healthy. Not me if you ever cared to ask.”

You watched Chae sing into a hairbrush as you finish getting ready for the Halloween party. You would yell at her for being noisy, but the whole hallway was getting ready for the party. Some girls were even getting ready out in the hall for some reason. One had claimed that it was cooler.

Chae had already had five shots of vodka with some girl outside who snuck some alcohol into the dorm. She had also convinced you to take three. You almost said no until she said that it was some sort of unspoken rule to go to a party sober, so you complied.

The two of you were going to the party as Maddie and Cassie from Euphoria. Chae had forced you to binge watch it with you, and the two of you fell in love with the show. Chae wanted to be Cassie, so you were Maddie. Not that you minded. You liked Maddie better. Only downfall was the makeup. It took you a solid half hour to do her normal dramatic makeup, but you somehow did it. And it didn’t look have bad. Chae had to help you put on false lashes, because you couldn’t do it to save your life. She also forced you to let her do your hair. She pulled your hair up into a half ponytail before curling it.

The two of you hitched a ride with someone from Chae’s class along with five other people. Chae had to sit on your lap to fit, but you didn’t mind. You did have to slap her a few times as she danced to the music that was blaring from the radio. She made up for it when she fell out of the car when it parked. She claimed in her defense that the girl next to you, Seulgi, had pushed her.

You could hear the music blaring from down the block where you parked. You could see everyone from the college was making their way to the house in their costumes. You could see someone in a Scream costume running towards the two of you with a plastic knife. You couldn’t tell who it was, but when you saw a familiar face running after him, you realized who it was. It was your two friends Mingi and Yunho who you had met through San. Mingi was dressed up as Scream, and Yunho was James Bond.

Mingi ran past you screaming at the top of his lungs. Yunho got tired of running after him and stopped beside you. He placed his hand on your shoulder as he tried to catch his breath.

“How much has he had to drink?”

“Nothing.” Yunho laughed at you. “This it typical Mingi behavior. You should know this.”

You and Chae followed him as you entered the house. You could barely hear yourself think as the music was so loud. There were bright, colorful lights that lit up the place. Chae grabbed your hand as you made your way to where to drinks were.

“(Y/N), my love.”

You saw a flash of purple as arms wrapped around you. You squirm as your best friend squeezes you tight.

“San, let me go.”

San let you go as his partner in crime, Wooyoung, came over to you two. You looked at the two of them. It didn’t take a genius to know who they were. They were Raven and Beast Boy from Teen Titans. San was Raven, and Wooyoung was Beast Boy. San had taken his character to the next level by dying his hair purple to match Raven’s. Wooyoung had sprayed his hair green. They still looked good in your opinion.

“Guess who we are?”

You put your hand up to your chin like you had to think about it. “Are you Raven and Beast Boy?”

“We are!” San said.

“You’re such a cute couple.” Chae said after taking a sip of her drink.

“Chae, baby. You know that he could never replace you.” Wooyoung told your friend. San, let out a loud gasp at this.

“How dare you?”

You and Chae laughed as San hit Wooyoung with his costume prop. You took it upon yourself to make yourself a drink as these three were too busy. You took a long drink before you made your way to the dance floor. You had your drink in your hand as you danced. You didn’t normally act like this, but the alcohol helped you let loose. You swayed your hips to the loud music. You danced with a few friends that you saw. That was until you felt someone come up behind you. Their hands landed on your hips as you danced along to them. You assumed it was either San or Wooyoung, but you were wrong.

“You look amazing tonight.”

Your eyes widened as you turned around in his grip. You met the eyes of Yeosang as he stared at you with a smirk. The first thing you saw the crown on his head. He had dressed up as a prince. You could have made a scene, but you decided against it. You wrapped your hands around his neck before sliding your hands down his chest. You felt him flinch as your hand brushed over his crouch. You laugh at him as his grip tightened around your waist.

“You better keep up, my prince.”

You turned back around in his arms. You had a feeling you were going to regret this in the morning as you grinded against him. He was stunned for a second before he regained himself and danced with you. His head rested on your shoulder as you danced together. That was until you felt a problem. More specifically, his problem.

“You have a problem, prince?” You asked him. You felt him stiffen at your words. He had hoped that you couldn’t feel it. He didn’t want the moment to stop.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“You don’t have to be sorry.” You turned to look at him. His face was red as he refused to meet your eyes. “Do you want some help?”

His eyes widened as he looked down at you. He thought you were joking for a moment, but you assured him you weren’t. He couldn’t believe what was happening to him. Were you really asking to help him? After all that had happened between the two of you.

As soon as he agreed, you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the stairs. You searched for a room that wasn’t locked and lead him in there before locking the door. You waisted no time pushing him onto the bed. Before you did anything though, you decided to have a little fun. You grabbed his shoulders as you straddled Yeosang’s lap. You played with the ends of this hair as you stared into his eyes. You watched as his cheeks turned red as he tried to avoid eye contact with you.

“The only question left to ask is what is in this for me?” You ask. You ran your hand down his chest. You watched his head fall back in pleasure as you palmed him through his jeans. “Are you going to repay me?”

“God yes.”

“Good boy.” You remove yourself from his lap before kneeling down in front of him. “Who knew that Kang Yeosang was such a sub.”

“I am not.”

You unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, revealing his hard length. You grab his length and start to slowly move you hand up and down. You enjoy the small sounds that come out of his mouth as you stroke him. As soon as he was getting into it, your hand stopped moving. His eyes opened as the looked at you, mouth agape.

“Why did you stop?”

“I think you know what I want.” You wink at him. “I want you to beg.”

You smile as the groan that came out of his mouth. He seemed like he debated against it, but he knew that you weren’t going to continue until he did.

“(Y/N), please keep going. Your hand feels so good.”

You rewarded him by starting to move your hand again. “You want only my hand. Nothing else?”

You hear him gasp as you lick a long strip up the underside of his length. You continue up to lick the precum that had started dripping down. You look up at him through thick eyelashes. You smile as you stop using your mouth and continue to use your hand. Not continuing with your mouth until he told you wanted.

“Use your words.”

“Will you use your mouth? Please.” You met Yeosang’s pleading eyes. You placed his tip in your mouth and started sucking slightly. You watched him throw his head back in pleasure. “Oh, God. You feel so good.”

You felt your confidence skyrocket as you saw the effect that you had on Yeosang. How he went from a bully to begging you to suck his cock. Especially since you didn’t have much experience in this, but he didn’t need to know that. All you knew was that you loved the sounds that came out of this mouth.

You started to bob you head up and down his length, your hand wrapping around what can’t fit. You saw his hand reach up to grab your hair but stopped midway. You let go of his length with a pop and pulled away slightly. You met his eyes once again as you pull all of your hair into your hands. You motion for him to grab it. You saw him hesitate to grab it.

“You can pull it. You won’t hurt me.”

Once you said that, Yeosang gently grabbed your hair from you. As you started to deep throat him again, you felt him start to pull your hair. You moan around him when he starts to pull harder. He seemed to like that as he would pull your hair harder every so often.

“God, (Y/N). You feel so good. I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

As soon as those words came out of his mouth, you released him. A loud groan came from his mouth at the missing feeling of you. Your fingers run up and down his shaft as you look up at him.

“Do you want to cum?”

“Yes, please let me.” Yeosang begs for you.

“Since you’ve been good.” You tell him. “Where?”

“Your mouth.” You wait a few seconds as you continue to stroke him. A low whine exits his parted lips as he looks down at you. “Please let me cum.”

You let out a low chuckle as you finally give him what he wants. You place your mouth around his shaft, bobbing your head up and down. His hand returns to your hair as you speed up your pace. You felt yourself becoming aroused at the small sounds that come out of his mouth. You can tell he’s close because his moans are becoming louder and louder.

Your name came out of his mouth in chants as he reached his climax. As he cum, you made sure to swallow all that you could. You removed your mouth from his shaft, a whine coming from his lips. You lick your lips as you look up at him. You got up from your knees to sit in his lap once again. Your chests touching as he tried to catch his breath. You looked into his eyes. This time he held eye contact which you enjoyed. He lifted his hand up and wiped the corner of your lips. You wrap you tongue around his finger as you sucked his finger. Your eyes met his as he watched you intently. You released his finger as you smirked at him. You lean closer to him.

“How was that?”

“Amazing.” He answered honestly. “Are you going to let me return the favor?”

You think about it for a moment. “Maybe later. You still owe me an apology.”

You pull down your skirt as you remove yourself from Yeosang’s lap. You fix your hair and makeup in the mirror before walking towards the door.

“(Y/N), wait.”

You turn to look at him. He fixes himself as he stands up from the bed. His eyes don’t leave yours. After that, you’re not as mad at him anymore. He wasn’t looking at you like you were some one-night stand. There were feelings behind those eyes. San was right. Even though you didn’t agree with his way of doing things, you could see how sorry he was. You still wanted an apology though.

“You have my number.” You interrupt him. Both you and him were tipsy. Not far enough to where you’re going to forget when happened in the morning, but not sober enough to talk about feelings. “If you message me in the morning, I’ll know you’re serious about this.”

“I won’t let you down.”

You smile at him. “I hope not.”

You turn and unlock the door before walking back out into the party. You spend the rest of the night getting drunk and dancing with Chae. You don’t miss locking eyes with Yeosang a few times as he watches you. You really hope he calls you in the morning. Because you don’t want to be hurt by him again.

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[shyxcherry]

𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔢, 𝔪𝔯. 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢, 𝔦 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔟𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔩

resume: yunho has his way with you at a college halloween party. that's pretty much it.

pairing: yunho x female!reader

genre: smut

word count: 3.3k

warnings: hard!dom yunho x sub!reader; degradation!kink; spanking; use of harsh language; (fake) knife!kink; ghostface!yunho; oral (female and male recieving); unprotected sex (only good on fanfiction); slight public display of horniness (he gropes you at the halloween party); edging; knife?f*cking?; slight aftercare mention; pretty much pwp.

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You loved parties, but more than that, you loved Halloween parties. The horror, the costumes, the alcohol, the music, absolutely everything about the holiday excited you.

Dressed in a pretty “slutty murder victim cheerleader” costume, you were having the time of your life dancing around with your friends, until a big pair of hands wrapped around your waist.

College parties were good, but as any woman in the world you had your fair share of drunken idiots getting a little too handsy with you, so when you turn around, you’re more than ready to slap someone. To your surprise there’s a big guy dressed in a Ghostface costume behind you, making your brows furrow. Before you could do anything, the guy pulls his mask up to reveal a smiley face underneath: Yunho.

You were never the most popular girl on campus, but you had a reasonable number of friends, and amongst them is Yunho. He’s a very tall, very funny, very handsome guy who’s a talented dance major. Oh, he’s also a tiny bit more than just a friend.

“What’s your favorite scary movie, baby?” he joked with a charming grin, making you smile with him.

“Probably waking up next to you, asshole.” you answered, hitting him in the chest. “You scared the living shit out of me, I thought you were one of those drunk idiots groping girls.”

He shrugged, taking his eyes off you to turn your back on him. With his arms around your waist and your body pressed to his chest, you felt as he pushed your hair to the opposite side of your neck, giving access to your most sensitive spots. “I’m not that drunk, and you’re my favorite chick to grope, sweetheart.” He said close to your ear, making you shiver.

“Does it mean I got the idiot part right?” You whispered, feeling a little cheeky as you feel his small laughter resonate against your earlobe.

“Feeling brave, uh? You shouldn’t.” It was a simple sentence, but it just made you feel the need to go further.

“And why is that?”

His hands, once placed around your waist, now made way to the inside of your skirt, making your cheeks go red and your legs automatically shut tight. “Because you know how easy it is to rip those fragile panties of yours beneath that skanky little skirt you’re wearing.” It was a whisper, but God did it speak volumes between your thighs. “I bet you’re soaking wet, huh? And I’ve barely done anything to you. Such a pathetic little slut…”

“Only for you, Sir.” You said in a soft voice, pushing your hips against his semi hard member, feeling his breathing shut for a few seconds.

“Fuck, y/n, don’t do that to me.” His voice was a lot darker now, and maybe definitely you shouldn’t, but the second he said that you freed yourself from his grip. Turning to face the handsome guy once behind you, a devilish smile adorned your lips. “As you wish, Mr. Ghostface.”

Yunho just stood there, tongue poking the inside of his cheek while he looked at you from head to toe with a clear need in his eyes. Ah, how you loved to tease him. “Are you serious right now?” He asked amused, watching as you walked away from him, hands pulling your skirt up to reveal just a tiny bit of your butt cheeks while you turn around to give him the middle finger, making him laugh.

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The party followed as usual, with drinking and dancing and just having fun altogether. You had just finished using the bathroom when you feel someone pull you into an empty bedroom you were passing by, holding your mouth shut.

You were ready to scream and bite the hand, maybe not in that order, when you catch a glimpse of Yunho’s costume behind you, making you role your eyes. You don’t try to say anything, though, curious to see what exactly he wants with that.

Pushing you against the door, now facing him, you feel the cold touch of what seems to be a knife dragging through your bare thigh. Your lips part and you look down, knowing that is a prop and not the actual thing, but still, only the sight of it makes you wet. Yunho’s free hand grab your neck, forcing you to look in his eyes, or his mask as a matter of fact, knowing exactly how he’s smiling underneath it.

“You wanna play psycho killer? Can I be the helpless victim?” You whisper the famous lines from the movie, earning a chuckle from him. “Please don’t kill me, Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!” You whine, biting your lip as the blade comes closer and closer to where you want it the most.

You lift your leg slowly against his, wrapping it around his hips to pull him closer. “You can do something way better than killing me…” That’s the moment you feel the “knife” drag over your panties, making a little bit of pressure on your sensitive spot, causing you to moan more explicitly.

“I’ll murder one thing tonight, baby…” You worry for a second, almost not recognizing his voice, but feeling a lot better once he takes off the mask and drops it on the floor. His eyes are dark with pure lust, you can almost see your reflection in them as he gets closer, if it wasn’t for the dim light of the room. “This tight, wet, delicious pussy of yours.”

You know you’re in for a big night once he says those words, but as if it wasn’t enough, you feel Yunho turn the fake knife to rub the handle of it on your clit. Slowly, tortuously, it almost hurts because that’s not nearly enough for you and what you want him to do.

“Fuck…” You want to say you want more, you need more, but your brain’s just too drunk out of pleasure already.

“Yeah, fuck.” He whispers back, smashing his lips on yours. Seeing you like that was making him loose his mind.

It feels like he’s more than ready to devour you, tongues clashing in a desire you’re not sure you’ve ever felt before. Sex with Yunho was always mind-blowing, but he was always a little bit more playful in bed, even though dominant. He wasn’t being playful at all right now, he was actually sort of roleplaying with you, making you see a side of him that you’ve never imagined existed.

It was official, you wanted to fuck every single version of him.

It didn’t take long for Yunho to guide you to bed, although he made sure you were standing in front of him as he ceased the kiss with a tortuous bite on your lower lip, sitting on the mattress. With your body between his legs, you felt his hands squeeze your thighs hard, moving up and down from your ass. Breathing heavily, hands pressing on the taller man’s shoulders, scratching his skin while holding back moans because, he might not be touching you where you want him to, but you already feel as if he is.

Suddenly you can’t wait anymore, letting your own hands pull his shirt up until it was on the floor, pushing Yunho into the bed and straddling his lap. Seeing him underneath you had you nearly going crazy, making you want to show yourself to him. And that’s exactly what you did.

Smiling devilishly, you lift your tiny shirt up your body slowly, showing him piece by piece of your skin getting uncovered, watching his reactions closely and feeling how even harder he got under you. Once your shirt was off you started to pull down the straps of your bra, but Yunho wasn’t having any of it.

Impatient with how slow you were being, it took about five seconds for him to grab the front of your bra and pull it, unclasping it with a small pop that told you he had just ruined the fabric. After that both of your clothing came off pretty quickly amongst kisses and moans, the tension building up on both of you and pushing it all to the edge.

Now you were the one who was laying on the mattress, feeling his soft lips trace every bit of your body with passion and need. Shivering as his hot breath hit against your intimacy, you barely had time to think before you felt his tongue lick you whole. Leaning on your elbows you were able to see Yunho’s face completely buried between your folds as he tasted you like a starved man.

He licked and sucked your clit, not letting you breathe for a second without moaning his name, as if it was his personal mission. There was no party outside of that bedroom now, you couldn’t bring yourself to care if everyone in there heard you chanting Yunho’s name. Your body was already giving in when you felt his long, slim fingers entering you, immediately finding your sweet spot as if he had a map of every part of your body, knowing exactly where and how to touch it.

“Fuck, r-right there…” You moaned and pulled his hair, pressing his face more and more against yourself, feeling full from just his fingers. That feeling didn’t last long, though, but it was replaced by something that felt just as good. Turning himself on his back, Yunho manhandled you to sit fully on his face, holding your thighs as far apart as he could, now leaping over your swollen bundle of nerves.

“Fucking rub that pussy all over my face, baby.”

He didn’t need to tell you twice. A high pitch scream fell out of your lips as you rode your hips against his face, making him all wet from you. With one of your hands in his hair and the other one behind you on his chest, it didn’t take long for you to start feeling you were reaching your high, as it never did when you were with Yunho.

Your back was arched as you moved your hips against his tongue, trying to get to your orgasm. He could feel you getting there, and as the biggest tease, he would push you off his mouth everytime you were close.

“P-please… I n-need it… N-need to cum.” You begged, feeling so close, but he wouldn’t listen. Instead, you felt him stretching you once more, making you clench around him. But this time it wasn’t his fingers, it was something much more thick than that.

You gathered all your strength and looked down, realizing that, somehow, he managed to fuck you with the handle of the fake knife. You’ve heard about that kind of kink before, it just never seemed appealing to you, that’s all. Well, until now at least.

Even though you were on top of Yunho’s face, he was still holding all of the control. But maybe you were moving too much for his own taste, so before you could protest, he pushed you to the bed once again, kneeling between your thighs.

“You like to be fucked by the killers knife that bad, baby?” He teased, and you could only moan in response. Seconds later you felt a slap on your inner thigh, the burning sensation making your pussy clench. “I asked you a question, use your words.”

You nodded your head up and down, tears prickling on the corner of your eyes. “Y-yes, I fucking love it, Yunnie…” You moaned.

“Who the fuck is ‘Yunnie’?” There it was again. The voice. You were on the verge of yet again an orgasm, feeling the mattress sink next to you when he propped his hand right beside your head, watching you from above. “You can call me ‘Sir’…” He whispered, lowering himself to bite your lip harshly. “Or you can shut your whore mouth.”

You’ve never been more wet or excited in your whole life. “Hmm, f-fuck! I’m sorry, Sir, I’m s-so s-sorry…” Your whole body was trembling under him, you needed to cum and you needed now.

Something inside you knew that you had to ask him permission, otherwise he would definitely punish you, and not the good kind. “Sir… C-can I cum?” You asked, only to whimper when he shook his head negative, slowing his movements. “I can’t t-take it anymore… Please, Sir, I’ll do a-anything!”

“Tell me how badly you need it.” He ordered, thrusting the knife in and out of you in a new angle that reached your g-spot, making you scream.

“F-fuck, Sir! I need it so b-bad, so, so b-bad… I’ve been a g-good g-girl, please, please, please, p-please…”

The only thing that could leave your mouth were moans and pleadings of mercy, and if your eyes were open you would see the sadistic smile splashed on Yunho’s face. Seeing you desperate like that, begging to cum, saying you would do anything for a little release, made him nuts. “Desperate little slut…” He tsked, thrusting into you harder. “Cum.”

That was it. That was all you wanted to hear from him.

As if he pushed a button, you felt the strong wave of an orgasm hit you like a truck. Your vision went black for a second as your body begin to shake, toes curling and screams of his name coming out of your throat as if there was no one else in the world besides the both of you.

Forget about feeling your legs, forget about being able to think anything. Yunho edged your sanity right out of you in what felt like hours, but you knew it was only a few minutes. “Look at you.” You felt the not so light slap on your cheek, opening your eyes to try and focus on the man on top of you. “Fucked you useless and didn’t even need my dick for that.”

Your already red cheeks burned even more from humiliation, but that still made your pussy clench. “You’re not gonna be able to get on your knees, right?” Sliding the fake knife out of you, you managed to watch as he sucked the handle of it, licking off all of your essence. That scene was definitely burned into your brain as one of the most sexy things you’ve ever seen in your whole life.

After throwing the knife to the side, Yunho manhandled you to be on the edge of the bed, with your head out. “Seems like I’m gonna have to fuck that whore mouth myself.”

Aligning himself on your head, you opened your mouth when you felt the head of his cock brush your lips, soon enough accommodating his length way past your throat.

You could feel him pushing in and out past your lips, not having to make a huge effort to take him almost completely because of the position you were in. It still wasn’t that easy, he was big and girthy, but you were always determined to please.

“Took my cock so many times you don’t even gag anymore, huh? My horny cockslut.”

You moaned around him, listening to his grunts and deep breaths that made you go insane. How you wish you could hear them right beside your ear as he fucked you deep.

You were drooling all over the place, making a mess on him that was hard to contain because of the position you were in. Yunho liked it, though, there was no better vision than you getting sloppy all over his dick.

Pushing your nails on his thighs you were able to rip another moan from him, receiving a slap on your breasts. “Fuck this, I need that cunt right now.”

It took mare seconds for him to slide his hard dick from your mouth and push you on your knees, head buried on the mattress as your hips were high for him to enter you. And so he did.

You felt yourself sucking him in as both of you moaned out loud, your cunt tight but welcoming at the same time. He didn’t give you a second to get used to feeling so full, soon enough snapping his hips against yours on full force. You were sure you would fell out of bed if he wasn’t holding you.

“You’re fucking dripping all over, baby, fuck.” He said between teeth.

You were. You could feel it coming down your legs. “So… F-full… F-fuck…”

“Feeling full, huh?” He laughed darkly, slapping your ass without any regard for it being too hard or not. You felt his body tower over yours, making you feel even smaller than you already were. “Feeling so full on that tight cunt that there’s nothing left on that little head of yours, right?”

You shiver as his words resonate against your ear, only being able to moan and shake your head up and down to agree with him. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard the only thing you’ll be able to think is creaming my cock over and over again.”

It was like you were his personal rag doll. Just a hole for him to fuck and position as he wishes, with no complain from you whatsoever. You loved that, what would you complain about?

Yunho slithers his fingers in your hair, pulling your head back harshly, your chin now resting on the mattress as he pounded you with no mercy. You could feel your behind red and hot from the impact, and maybe that was starting to affect Mr. Ghostface behind you, cause it took seconds for him to move you on your back once again.

Now with one of your legs on his shoulder, you whimper as he slides inside you once more, feeling the strong grip of your cunt around him. “Fuck, you make such pretty sounds… I’m going to fuck you numb.”

You’re absolutely soaked, juices gushing out of you everytime he pushes himself in. The sound of skin on skin is completely drowned out by your sinful, desperate moans. You’ve never been fucked like that in your life, and you never will again. Not by anyone else besides him.

The bedframe is banging against the wall so hard you think it might open a hole in it, but you can’t bring yourself to care, the only thing on your mind being that if you don’t cum right now, you’ll lose it. You’ll go insane.

“S-sir… I’m g-gonna c-cum… P-please l-let m-me c-cum…” You begged, almost not being able to form the sentence, clearly struggling to speak.

“You wanna cum, baby, huh? Wanna cream my cock like the filthy slut you are?” He was having so much fun with it, it was embarrassing. For you, of course.

“Yes, Yunnie, fuck—sir!” You had no idea what you were saying or how you were calling him, you just needed immediate release. “I’m nothing but a f-filthy slut, p-please!”

“Cum for me, my little slut.”

And so you did.

A strong wave washes over you just like your last orgasm, just as powerful and mind-blowingly pleasurable. You’ve never felt anything like it, and you can only whine as Yunho buries himself deep into your pussy till he’s filling up with his hot cum.

You can’t think, you can’t speak. The only thing you can do is breathe and wait for your body to stop trembling, wait for your senses to come back to you.

“You did so well for me, you’re such a good girl.” The boy next to you call your attention, leaving kisses on your face and soothing the red marks left on your skin. “My good girl, always giving me the best.”

“Thank you, sir…” Your voice is weak, husky because of all the screaming and moaning.

“Shh… You can call me ‘Yunnie’, pretty girl, is over now. Let me take care of you.”

You’re exhausted, slipping in and out of conscience, but you still manage to feel the affection with which Yunho took care of you, so different from before, yet just as enticing.

Curled up against his big frame, you feel yourself doze off in his warmth as you hear his voice in the distance.

“Goodnight, princess. Hope you enjoy the sequel.”

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