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joonberriess · 5 months

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⊹₊ ⋆ “They can't deny our love, they can't divide us, we'll survive the test of time, I promise I'll be right here, standing next to you,”

TAGS — drunk sex, dirty talkin’, jk’s a pervy mess, oc is smitten this time round bc she’s soft, unprotected sex, creampies, oc rides it nice n good before jk pounds her, tit play(?) not much, anGSTY, like full on crying bro, making out, like a lot, oc n jk go on a date, THERE IS PLOT THIS TIME, mentioned shower sex, messy sex, oc’s got that creamy puss—, soft ;( , sleazy baby daddy au!

WORD COUNT — 6.9 k

The day started out like any other: you woke up, dressed Jiho for school following your usual routine of heading to the gym after dropping your baby off. From there you headed to the office to catch up on unfinished projects, a meeting or two slipped into your schedule but nothing too crazy. You manage to squeeze in a small break at home before having to go and get Jiho.

It’s a Friday and you realize that you don’t have much planned for the day or weekend so you decide on dropping off Jiho at your moms and enjoying a weekend of solitude to yourself. You’re practically daydreaming about taking the biggest nap of your life after this, hell maybe you can finally taste that new wine you recently bought. You practically buzz with excitement on the way, and back home.

Unfortunately life had a funny way of working sometimes.

“Hello?” You sigh deeply whilst pacing back and forth. It was just your luck that your car decided to be a pain in the ass by breaking down on the side of the road. Now you’re stranded outside of the city after dropping off Jiho.

“Baby? What’s up, somethin’ wrong?” Jungkook replies, you can hear him shuffling around on the other end of the line, “You callin’ cause you miss my dick–”

“No dipshit,” you pinch the bridge of your nose in annoyance, “I got left stranded after dropping Jiho with my mom, car gave out on me and now I’m stuck outside the city kinda.” You look around, “Can you come help me out please?”

“Sure, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes top. Did you call the tow truck or nah? If you didn’t I can call while I’m on my way.”

You sigh in relief, “No I didn’t, but call your one friend. I’ll send you the location right now, bye.” You hang up and quickly send him your location. There isn’t really much to do so you sit back and scroll through your social medias to pass the time. Jungkook stays true to his word though and shows up in twenty minutes like he had promised. He’s not in his car though because today he’s brought his motorcycle.

“Hey.” You greet calmly and step out of your car. You make your way over to him, coming to a stop in front of his bike with your arms folded over your chest. You would rather not admit to anything (at least out loud) but he looks pretty hot, you can see his unruly hair underneath his helmet.

Jungkook slips his helmet off and shakes his hair out of his face, “Hi baby,” he grins, “so what happened here, hm?” He talks to you like he’s talking to a toddler, all teasing and shit. You don’t bother hiding your annoyance as you roll your eyes, making him laugh, “Alright, alright, but seriously what happened mama?” He leans over to bring you into his side, landing an obnoxious wet smooch over your lips.

You scrunch your face up and nod your head in the direction of the car, “Stopped out of nowhere, turned off and everything.”

He looks over at it and hums, “Pop the hood for me, gonna give it a look before Eunwoo comes.” He lets you go and rounds the front of the car, giving you a thumbs up to pop the hood up for him.

It unlocks and Jungkook opens it up leaning over the car with quiet “tch, tch, tch” noises as he tries to see what was wrong with it. You step out to watch him closely, trying to ignore how good he looks in a white wife beater with his arms and tattoos all out. Jungkook doesn’t even have to try when it comes to getting you hot and bothered.

“Shit babe,” Jungkook hisses and recoils, “you need to get the oil changed, ‘s fuckin burned and dried out. Top of that, I think the battery is either old or it just needs a charge.” He shakes his head with a grimace.

You sigh in relief, happy that it wasn’t anything major, “I’ll get it checked out at the shop then,” you help him slam the hood closed, “thanks.”

“Mm,” he leans against the car staring down at you, “need a ride back home?” He licks his lips, not bothering to hide the fact that he’s checking you out in broad daylight with that lecherous look in his eyes.

You nod, “Please, it’s finally my day off and this happens.” You chuckle bitterly and kick a rock, “Was looking forward to a nap, guess that won’t be happening.”

“Hm, I know a way we could pass the time..” He slides his hand around your waist, teasingly pulling at the belt loop of your jeans, “I can make you forget ‘bout all this mess mama.” He says in a low tone, “Just say the word..”

You bring him close with a hand around the back of his neck, lips inches away and eyes full of lust. “You’re so cute,” you softly breathe out as his eyes light up with arousal, “but no.” You pinch his arm extra hard, listening in satisfaction when he cries out in pain, “I’m not fucking you on the side of the road. Especially since Eunwoo might be close by, yeah no thanks.” You snort.

“Ow you fucking hurt me.” Jungkook hisses, “You left a mark! Look at that!” He thrusts his arm out to show the red mark you left, “Kiss it better.” He huffs quietly and eyes you expectantly.

You look back at him with a blank stare, “No,” you step to the side and look out for the tow truck, “last I checked I’m not the one responsible for kissing boo-boos,” you fold your arms over your chest, “you’re a grown ass man deal with it.”

Jungkook quietly laughs under his breath, “No you’re right—I can give you something else to kiss better.” He dodges your hand, laughing loudly while ignoring the colorful words you spew at him, “C’mon it was a little funny.”

“No it wasn’t,” you hiss while smacking his arm, “you’re so fuckin’ dumb Jungkook.” You try hard to fight off the chuckle stuck in your throat, “Oh my god.” You turn away, shoulders shaking as you quietly laugh to yourself.

Jungkook comes behind you to pull you into his chest while swaying side to side with you, “C’mere,” he leans down to kiss the side of your face, “go out for dinner with me, saw a new place open up and it has a lot of your favorites.” He murmurs in your ear.

“Yeah?’ You reply softly, “Where is it?”

“Gangnam,” Jungkook curtly replies while burying his face into your shoulder, “you down for some fun?”

You haven’t been out since your last girls trip to Jeju and that was like two months ago. Fuck it—you think—it’s friday and you don’t have to worry about work till tuesday. With Jiho being out for the weekend you guess you can unwind too. Plus Jungkook could be fun to be around with..sometimes. You won’t ever admit it though, what Jungkook doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

“Okay, sounds good. You need to drop me off at my apartment though, gotta get ready ‘n stuff.” You see the tow truck pulling into the side of the road, “C’mon, your friend’s here.” You pull away and start walking towards your car.

In the end Jungkook takes you to his apartment to get ready, he literally has you packing a overnight bag with everything you could possibly need for a weekend stay. You don’t even know why you agree to staying the weekend with him but Jungkook says something about Gangnam being close to his place and how he’d probably not be able to drive you back home if you two end up finishing late at night. You know it’s not that though, but you don’t have the heart to call him out for it.

“Lace,” Jungkook smirks as he looks at the underwear you dropped on his bed after opening up your bag, “red too, damn this for me mama?” He dangles the cheeky pair of panties up in the air.

You hum in response, not really focused on him because you’re trying to fix your grinder, “Gonna pregame or what?” You finally say after getting it to work, “Or you too old Jeon?” You stick your tongue out with a smirk while adding in some bud.

Jungkook throws his head back with a laugh, “Babe you trying to get me cross-faded? Fuck I don’t even think I’ve pregamed in a while, don’t wanna get shit-faced just yet though,” he scratches his nose, “so shots? We both need to remember our livers don’t work like they used to.”

“Yeah, yeah hold on.. let me finish real quick.” You mumble to yourself. The blunt hangs from your lips when you finish rolling it, old habits die hard you guessed when you go around picking up Jungkook’s clothes off the ground. You go around cleaning a little bit of his room before heading into his bathroom to start the water.

You and Jungkook smoke about half of the blunt together before taking a shot, which you end up pulling a face at and shaking your head, “Fuck I haven’t drank this shit since college,” you wipe your lips, “ugh, I’m gonna go shower. Bleh,” you try to get the bitter taste out of your mouth while disappearing into his bathroom.

Of course Jungkook doesn’t leave you alone as he follows you into the shower. By the time you’re both out there’s only a hour left before you two have to head out, “Babe I invited Hoseok and Yoongi if that’s cool with you,” he says loudly from inside the walk-in closet, “Yoongi said something about him and your one friend going together.”

“Who Hyejin?” You try to reply while lining your lips, “She’s the one who texted me like ten minutes ago,” you smack your lips together, “or is it someone else?”

Jungkook comes out wearing a black blazer over a white top, “Uhh I think?” He passes by with a cheeky ass grab, “ready for another shot?” He heads out to bring back the bottle, “Or you going to drink from the bottle?” He smirks lazily, you both end up taking a swig from the bottle.

“Okay, I’m ready.” You pull one of Jungkook’s black leather jackets over your body, “I don’t care if you only had one drink or no drinks, we’re both walking or getting a ride got it? I don’t wanna hear you complaining about having to leave the car overnight,” you sternly say to him as you both head out together, “I’m not trying to die in the middle of fuckin’ fall, ‘s freezing tonight.” You shiver a little.

Jungkook snorts, “Babe I’m a little cross-faded, but it’ll go away I promise-” he stops himself from finishing his sentence when he sees the glare you’re sending his way, “okay, okay, fine we’re gonna catch a ride home.” He winds his arm around your shoulder and pulls you in closely, “Nice little date night isn’t it?”

You snort quietly and look up at him in amusement, “Date? Ew, as if. We haven’t been on one of those in ages.”

“Don’t be such a little party pooper, first date and you’re already complaining? I’m hurt baby,” Jungkook holds the lobby door open for you, smacking your ass when you slip past him, “just wait and see, ‘m gonna make this the best night ever.”

His words make you roll your eyes, “Sure.” You’re secretly endeared though, and you can’t help but wonder what has you so soft with him today. Usually you found it annoying when he said corny/sappy shit but for some reason it’s cute? Maybe you really were in a good mood.

“Well don’t you look pretty,” Hyejin grins as she slips her arm around you waist, “you lil’ fuckin floozy, you fucked him didn’t you?” She laughs softly, “Look at all the marks, fuck lemme see,” she tries to take a peek into your dress.

“Hyejin,” you hiss while pushing her off of you, “you’re gonna show my entire tit to everyone around, stop.” You quietly laugh, “And for your information we didn’t go all the way because I didn’t let him, he only ate me out I swear.” You whisper into her ear, jumping in alarm and rushing to cover her mouth when she yells out loud.

She winks at you deviously before going back to her seat next to Yoongi. It’s nice being with friends like this, plus the restaurant was everything you hoped for. The vibes and atmosphere were pleasant, it was kinda reminding you of your college days when you and your friends stayed out late. It brings a tiny smile to your face.

“So how you been y/n?” Hoseok speaks up, “Felt like I haven’t seen you in forever.” His eyes dart back and forth between you and Jungkook, eyes taking in the way you’re both sitting so close.

“Been good, just working nothing too crazy, how bout you?” You nod your head at him, “Still doing that thing you told me about—fuck I keep forgetting what it was—but yea, you still doing that or..?”

Hoseok sips his beer with a nod, “Yeah,” he notices the way Jungkook’s hand tightens around your shoulder, “ ‘s gotten busier but business is good so I can’t complain you know?” He sheepishly smiles.

You briefly look over at Jungkook to see he’s got his tongue poking the inside of his cheek—the thing he does when he’s either angry or bothered—you’re not so sure why he’s pissy but you don’t dwell on it, “That’s good, let me know how it goes though. Can’t say I’m not interested from what you told me.” You feel Jungkook squeeze your arm, releasing it after a couple of seconds and then going back to stroking his hand up and down.

You both stay huddled close the rest of the night, Jungkook keeps his hand over your thigh and you have your head against his shoulder. The night only gets wilder as the restaurant turns into a full party with people singing and enjoying the loud music, Hoseok orders shots for everyone and by the time you check your phone to see that it’s one in the morning you’ve already lost count of how many drinks both you and Jungkook had.

“Another shot or what? You said you could out drink me, I wanna see your ass try,” Yoongi hiccups while sending you a glare, you notice that Hyejin’s already passed out with her face buried in his neck.

You grunt in annoyance and push at Jungkook’s arm, “Didn’t say, I know I can.” You rumble back and manage to take the shot, “Now you asshole.” You nod your head, “Hurry up Yoongi, you’re getting old or what?” You snicker.

He makes a face and manages to down it, “Fuckin’ hell, so nasty.” He shakes his head, “We’re too old to be doing this shit, fuckin’ Hoseok tapped out on the third shot! Look at his ass, he’s not waking up anytime soon.” He groans.

“Yeah I think I’m done too, getting so fuckin dizzy,” Jungkook sighs and looks over at you, “ready to tap out too baby?” He hums as he leans in to rest his face in your shoulder.

You nod slowly, “Yeah, my head hurts too.” You sigh deeply and wave the waitress down. Yoongi generously closes the entire tab and heads out with Hyejin and Hoseok to wait for a taxi. You and Jungkook take a couple of minutes to gather your thoughts before heading out to follow them.

You stick around outside to make sure that Yoongi, Hyejin, and Hoseok get into the uber together before heading back to Jungkook’s. It feels a lot warmer walking hand in hand with him, you find yourself grinning like a idiot, “Hey Jungkook,”

“Hm?” Jungkook stops to look at you.

“Does that playground by your house still have that one swing where two people can go on it together?” You smile.

He blinks a couple of times in confusion before a knowing smile crosses over his face, “Yeah, it does.” He squeezes your hand.

You both end up giggling like children while swinging around in the air on opposite sides facing each other. You squeal when Jungkook pushes you both extra hard, causing you to swing a bit faster as you land on the ground and huff with effort to push the two of you. “Fuck I haven’t done this much workout since Jiho joined soccer,” you chuckle.

Jungkook huffs quietly, hot breath going foggy in front of his mouth showing just how cold it was. “Fucking freezing, gonna get blisters from this shit babe.” He swings you both once more, smiling brightly when he hears you squeal again, “Shit you look like you’re having more fun than I am.”

“Cause I am,” you grin softly and let go of the handles, “but fuck you’re right, my hands hurt and they smell like iron.” You wait for Jungkook so that you two could go inside since the cold weather was starting to get to you. “C’mon I’m cold.” You purse your lips and shove your hands into your pockets.

Jungkook quickly follows after you. You both manage to get in, stumbling over each other with giggles and drunken jokes. Jungkook doesn’t make it before he’s crashing on the floor, sending you into hysterics as you bend over clutching your knees laughing. “Babe help me up!” Jungkook whines.

“H-Hold on,” you wipe your tears, “c’mere.” You haul his ass up, giggling hysterically at his messed up hair.

“And what you laughin’ at hm?” Jungkook wraps his arms around you and tugs you close, “C’mon tell me,” he whines and leans down to slide his lips over yours. Immediately you lean into the kiss, deepening it as you slip a hand over his cheek and cup it gently. His lips move over your own, gliding gently and slotting perfectly over your own.

Jungkook crowds you into the wall as he tries backing you into the living room causing you both to stumble. You don’t seperate from the kiss though even after almost falling back because you’re both tripping over something laying on the ground. Jungkook pulls back briefly, chuckling drunkly when he sees you’re both not in the living room, in fact you’re both heading towards his kitchen.

“Babe,” he softly mumbles as he caresses your cheek, “hol’ on, move that way.” He smothers you in another hot kiss, refusing to part even for a second.

You grumble softly into the kiss and pull away, “Can’t,” you mumble and let him kiss you again, “you’re kissin’ me and I can’t see where I’m goin.” You have a dopey smile on your face, “Lemme,” pause. “lemme take you to bed,” you slur out.

Jungkook nods eagerly and follows after you. His hands are impatient as he works his jacket off of you, he growls in frustration when he can’t quite get you out of the pretty dress you wore tonight. “Fuckin’ hell help me,” he pouts and kicks the door open, “can’t get it off, need to see you naked,” he giggles, “c’mon, help me.” He gives you puppy eyes.

“Paws off,” you growl playfully while stripping from your dress, “I got this.” You send him a pointed look and head over to his large comfy bed. You let yourself fall dramatically on it, arms and legs spread out like you’re a starfish or something.

Jungkook climbs over you a few seconds later, you notice he’s already shirtless as he grins softly down at you and presses a gentle kiss to your lips, “Hi baby.” He whispers softly between the two of you. You giggle quietly and smile back at him with a ‘hi’, he looks funny. The world around you spins in endless circles, fueling your dizziness and motion sickness.

“You’re so pretty,” he murmurs, “best baby mama ever.” He leans down, mouth hovering over your neck as he leaves open-mouthed kisses over the warm flesh. You sigh quietly and lean into his touch feeling all warm inside from how endearing he was being.

“More.” You quietly reply, you want to hear all about how pretty you are to him. You’d never openly admit but Jungkook makes you feel special with the way he’s obsessed with you. On the surface he sure as hell was a dirty sleazy pervert but you knew he was genuine with you, even if his words were a little crude and unsavory at times.

Jungkook hums, “More what baby?” He softly asks while pulling back to look down at you, “Want me to touch you more?” He grins cheekily, “Coz I’m not complaining, love touchin’ and feeling on you.. So pretty,” he whispers as his eyes trail over you, “mine too..”

The ‘yours’ sits on the tip of your tongue, but for some reason it never leaves your mouth. “Stop playing around before I fall asleep,” you smack your lips with a dazed expression on your face, “then you won’t get to touch, only look.”

His eyes light up and he doesn’t say anything else, instead he captures you for a messy little kiss while his chilled hands slide down your sides and to your hips where those red panties sit. He teases you by pulling on the waistband, letting it snap back a few times before he finally pulls them down. You’re quivering in excitement, your own hands come up to unbutton his pants with ease.

Jungkook helps you shove them off, his boxers go with them two until you’re both laid bare for eachother. He lies flat over you with his chest right against yours, he takes his sweet time mapping every crevice and surface of your body. You’re not used to this time of affection in bed with him given that most of your fuckings were nasty and to the point. No, tonight’s different.

“Will never get used to how pretty you are,” he murmurs while laying kisses over your throat and chest, “just wanna keep you like this forever.” He whispers out as his hot mouth envelops a nipple.

He lays his tongue flat over your sensitive bud, lapping at it and teasing around it. Your lips part as quiet breathy sighs and moans leave you, only yelping when Jungkook fully encases your nipple with his lips wrapped around it tightly. “Fuck,” you tangle a hand in his hair and watch with hooded eyes.

Jungkook’s other hand comes up to fondle your neglected tit, pinching and rolling your hard nipple between his fingers in tandem with his powerful sucks. He switches back between both of them, leaving a small trail of spit as he goes. You don’t know how much of his teasing you can take, your cunt’s throbbing and more slick is dripping between your plush folds and down the crevice of your ass no doubt staining his sheets.

“No more,” you say when your nipples were sucked raw, “need you n’ my pussy,” you shift around and roll Jungkook on to his back, “gonna ride it, jus’ the way you like it.” You tease softly and leave a open-mouthed kiss over his mouth, sighing quietly when you feel his hot cock against your inner thigh.

“Mm,” he sighs as his head drops on the bed, eyes slipped in utter bliss as he holds your hips in his hands, “yeah—want you to ride it for me baby, wanna watch you bounce on it.” He rolls his hips upward as his cock bumps and slides against you.

You take his cock into your hand and stroke over it slowly, occasionally tapping it over your folds and smearing your slick over him. You catch sight of his dark cock, all swollen and throbbing in your hold. It makes your mouth water as you eagerly lift your hips and slip the tip between your folds until it catch over your winking hole. Both of your breath hitches as you ease him into you, hissing in pleasure as your cunt spreads around the mushroom-y tip, pink rim spreading and hugging him tightly.

Jungkook’s lips part in a long moan, he scrunches his face up in pleasure and rubs his hands over the swell of your ass cheeks. “Oh fuck baby,” he whispers, “jus’ a little more,” he groans, “fuck!” He hisses when you bottom out with a loud smack, your ass clapping off his pelvis as you seat yourself with his cock stuffed deep inside of you.

“So good,” you hum and give a few experimental rolls, just loving how deep he is from this position.

Your hands come down to settle over his chest for leverage, you don’t wait any longer before you’re bouncing idly over his cock. The excess slick begins rolling down to his balls creating a low audible squelch. Jungkook doesn’t really say much other than a few curses and whispers of your name. Your own noises come out breathy and low, constrasting the fopping sound your ass makes when it smacks against his thighs.

The bed frame begins to creak under your weight, slowly you begin speeding up until you’re full on bouncing on his cock. You ride till the tip remains inside before coming back down and slamming your hips over his. Jungkook’s grunts and moans rise in volume from the delicous pressure around his cock, your pussy grips him so tight he feels your rim hugging him almost as if you were refusing to let his cock go.

“Shit y/n,” the way your name rolls off his tongue sends butterflies deep in your tummy as you eagerly bounce, “like that, fuck it feels so fucking good, gripping me so tight,” he rolls his hips upward to meet your bounces, “oh fuck.” He throws his head back and grits his teeth.

You mewl quietly and switch from bouncing to grinding, you roll your hips back and forth over his cock and reach behind you to stroke and fondle his balls that press tightly against your ass. He moans loud and bucks his hips into you roughly, somehow punching his cock deeper with the tip kissing your cervix.

“Jungkook..!” You gasp out as your toes curl.

He brings his arms up to hoist you off and on to the bed, rolling the two of you over as he hikes a hand under your knee and lifts your leg up while he fucks into your pussy wildly. The new angle has his cock striking your g-spot over and over again with calculated thrusts. He punches loud moans and whimpers out of your lips, the pleasure bubbles over and has your pussy gripping him so tight it’s hard for him to backstroke.

“Look at me baby,” he pants, “yeah, show me that pretty face mama.. Look at you, taking my cock so well in that slutty little pussy. Got you drippin’ for me like I said you would, feel that?” He slows down and grinds into you slowly, hips circling in figure of eights as his cock rubs over your walls slowly, “See what you do to me baby? Got me all worked up for you, pussy’s suckin me in so well can’t help it.” He groans.

Your mouth falls open in a ‘o’ when he plunges into you quickly, fucking his cock in and out at a rapid pace. Slick dribbles all around with some splattering over the sheets and sliding down your pussy to your ass. His balls are heavy as they swing and smack into your ass repeatedly, every so often his cock throbs pathetically from inside of you.

“Oh god,” you whisper and throw your head back, “fuck right there Jungkook..!” You let out a shout of pleasure as he hits your g-spot over and over again without missing. He has you sliding up the bed from his brutal pace, the pleasure rising and rising as you grit your teeth and try to fight off your impending orgasm.

“Go on baby, cum for me.” Jungkook whispers, “C’mon mama, lemme see you cum all over my cock, make it nice and messy for me.” He rasps out and grips the pillow lying by your head tightly as he grits his teeth and fucks into you harder if it was possible.

Stars burst behind your eyelids, your entire body locks up as you let out a pathetic little cry of pleasure. You cum with a loud moan of his name, clinging desperately to him with your arms loosely wrapped around his back and your legs locked around him to keep his cock inside. Your cunt milks his cock for all its worth, squeezing spasmodically from the aftershock of your orgasm.

Jungkook moans low at the feeling around his cock as he slams himself deep a total of three times before he finally cums. His cock pulses, hot cum filling your pussy to the brim with some of it seeping from the sides of your cunt. He sits up to look down at the mess between you, whistling out of breath when he sees the creamy white slick smeared over his pelvis and your pussy.

“Fuck, made a fuckin’ mess.” He chuckles breathlessly and teasingly rubs his thumb over your neglected swollen clit, “Didn’t need to touch this lil thing to get you to cum.” He purrs.

Your thighs twitch and you twist around to avoid any touch to your sensitive cunt, “Stopppp,” you whine softly and bury your face in the pillow, “ ‘m so sleepy Kook,” you smack your lips and blink slowly, “bed’s dirty though..”

Jungkook brings you into his arms and sighs, “Looks like we’re sleeping in the guest bedroom.” He murmurs and rolls out of bed, “C’mon,” he holds his hand out, “let’s get you to bed mama.”

You smile shyly when he says it like that, slipping out on shaky legs and following after him.

“I’m never drinking like that ever again,” you quietly moan while slipping on Jungkook’s slippers and tugging the hoodie over your head, “don’t forget to bring my phone,” you say to Jungkook as you step out of the apartment.

“Got it..” He mumbles and follows after you.

You’re both obviously not in the mood for cooking or anything so Jungkook suggested the convenience store for breakfast (in this case lunch because you two slept in all morning). Jungkook walks hand in hand with you the whole way, only letting go when you both split up to get your respective items. Jungkook of course pays and helps you make both your ramen bowls while you sit by the window poking your drink and mixing it around.

“You look a hot mess,” Jungkook says when he’s walking over, “a sexy hot mess.” He cheekily adds in when you turn to give him a look. “What? I like you with smudged ass mascara and leftover lipstick, gives you that sexy bed look.” He winks.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re not looking so hot either with lipstick all over your jaw.” You grin in amusement, “What did you get?”

Jungkook opens the black bag and sets all the snacks he got out onto the table, “This kimchi onigiri, uhhh sausage links, and this rolled egg thingy I don’t know.” He shrugs.

You eye the onigiri in curiosity, “Hm.” You mix your ramen around and open the seasoning packet, “Do you mind driving me to get my car? Eunwoo texted me last night saying it was gonna be ready for pick up later on, said that the battery’s charged now, he’s gonna just change the oil next.” You mumble.

“Yeah, wanna go after this? Eunwoo’s probably out on break, I can do the oil change myself.” He slurps his noodles loudly, cheekily grinning at you afterwards.

“Mm, fine with me. Just don’t fuck up my car or you’re paying for it.” You sip your drink just as loud.

Eunwoo doesn’t end up being there but he leaves Jungkook a key and a note telling him about what your car needs. Jungkook wastes no time in getting to work as he slips his shirt off and works in his white tank top. You sit in a chair just watching him work while singing silently under his breath. You can’t quite shake the uneasy feeling you get in your gut, all this—playing couple and pretending like nothing’s wrong.

It makes your heart twist bitterly seeing him like this, all domestic and shit. Even the night before when you guys were at dinner. Hell the playground was enough for you to realize what was going on. You’re not so sure you can go back to pretending like you two aren’t a thing after this. You can only hold it in so much before it all starts crumbling down.

“Babe,” Jungkook slips out from under the car, “pass me the funnel behind you, I already drained it.” He wipes his dusty cheek, “Babe?”

“Oh yeah, here.” You hand him the funnel, “What, do I have something on my face?” You say after noticing how intently he’s staring at you.

Jungkook shakes his head, “Nah, just admiring how cute my baby mama looks.” He smiles teasingly and goes back to work before you can even reply. “So, you doing anything after this? I was kinda hoping we could spend a day in watching movies and shit, ‘m still pretty hungover.”

“Yeah..” You nod, “Sounds good I’m not feeling the greatest either,” you turn to look at anything but him. You don’t know why but you’re hit with a swirl of emotions and it’s starting to sizzle under your skin and make you irritated. The more you think about it, the more agitated you slowly become.

“Hey,” he suddenly says in front of you, “got something on your mind?” His lips hover over yours before he closes the distance between you two. The kiss is sweet and gentle, it has your poor little heart throbbing inside of your chest. Jungkook’s lips smack quietly against yours, as he brings his hands up to hold the sides of your face.

You softly hum into the kiss and bring your arms around his neck. He makes a pleased noise and caresses his thumb over your cheek and jawline. It’s the sweet moments like this that have you doubting, you’re not so sure you can keep up with him anymore. He does all these sweet things and it just lulls you into a false security with him, like everything is okay and things were the way they used to be.

You want that..

Jungkook parts from the kiss and stares deep into your eyes, “You with me baby?” He say when he takes in how distracted you look.

“Yeah,” you softly whisper, “ ‘m here.” You bring him back for another passionate kiss, this time effectively blocking out all those little voices in your head.

Jungkook grunts in surprsie as he hoists you up with him, backing you into the counter nearby and swiping all the tools clear from the surface. His breath is ragged and heavy, touch quickly becoming possessive and desperate as he paws at your thighs and hips. You part your legs for him and let him step in between them, moaning quietly when his hips press over your sore cunt.

The empty garage is filled with soft panting and breathless sighs, your lips meet Jungkook’s over and over until they’re swollen and glossed over with spit n slick. You attack his neck in a flurry of kisses and pull him closer, practically hugging his body tight to yours as the two of you leave sloppy marks all over each other. You go to leave another mark but Jungkook’s quick to pull away with a quiet ‘wait, wait’.

“Get back together with me,” he suddenly pulls back, breathless and panting with wild eyes, “I want us to be a real couple—not whatever this shit is where one day you let me love on you and another you don’t.” His eyes are filled with hope as he pleads with you.

You stare at him in shock, mostly because hello the timing? You quickly shake those thoughts out and sit up, “Jungkook you can’t just ask me that out of nowhere, especially not with you standing between my thighs.” You sigh heavily, “Let’s just talk about this some other time.” You look away.

Jungkook frowns, “No, I think it’s a perfect time now. You say some other time but then you forget and play it off with work and other stuff. I just..I just wanna know where we stand, I’m tired of doing this back and forth thing baby.. It’s sending mixed signals, can’t tell whether you really want me or you’re planning to cut me out for good.”

You’re at loss this time, for the first time regarding the breakup you don’t have anything to say. It’s not something you easily know the answer to, not when you yourself is still trying to find the answers to these things. Jungkook should know by now this isn’t something that comes so easily. “Why? So you can be happy you ended up winning after what you did? So everyone can see you got your way despite being a shitty person Jungkook?”

He looks surprised like he wasn’t expecting your response, “Baby—no, where is this coming from?” He stands up intending to comfort you because he can see how quickly you’re growing upset with the way your frown deepens and tone morphs to hurt.

“Then what is it Jungkook?” You say in exasperation, “Is this gonna be your ‘I told you so’ moment? You play me like a fucking fool and come back years later with a slap on the wrist and suddenly everything is better between the two of us?” You blink the tears away, “It’s not fucking fair and you know it.” You fold your arms over your chest.

Jungkook shakes his head, “No, no, no, it’s none of that. I just wanted you to know I’m tired of going back and forth and never ending up nowhere with us..”

“Well guess what, I’m tired too Jungkook. Tired of pretending like nothing ever happened, like there isn’t a reason why we ended up like this in the first place.” You wipe your tears.

“y/n, I know things weren’t the best before and I fucked it up, I know—trust me. You don’t think I don’t regret what happened years back? It fucking eats at me every night because you’re not by my side anymore—”

“That’s the thing Jungkook! You don’t fucking get it,” you sob, “YOU were the love of my life, you were everything to me! And for you to do what you did-” you choke up and cover your mouth, “and I’m supposed to heal from that? I never did, and I never will because the person I trusted the most—who I loved so much—fucking betrayed me. Do you have any idea how I felt? You were my everything, and you fucking threw it away!” You scream in anger and frustration.

“Y-You broke me,” you hiccuped, “it’s not fair that you get to come back like nothing, ‘n now everyone’s gonna look at me like a fool because I got back together with my shitty baby daddy.” You sniffle, “I have thought about us for a while, but I’m scared because I don’t know if you’re going to do the same thing all over again.”

Jungkook’s own eyes are brimmed with unshed tears, he quietly sniffs and clears his throat, “I’m sorry y/n, I never did get the chance to but I’m sorry for everything. But not once did I stop loving you ever, you were my everything too—and you still are. Nothing about the way I’ve felt about you has changed, and it never will either. I realize how impulsive I was just now so,” he drops to his knees in front of you and holds your hands, “please y/n, let me prove to you I can still make you and Jiho happy. I don’t care if you wanna make me wait until you’re ready, I’ll be right here waiting for you. Just please, give me one last chance..”

You desperately want to say no, but you’re weak. You’re too busy clinging to every little memory of him in the past to fill that emptiness in your heart to notice that you’ve wanted him back all along. You feel the doubts begin to creep out of your body as you peer down at him, “You’ll..wait..?”

Jungkook nods, “As long as you want me to.” He whispers back.

“Okay..” You softly reply and squeeze his hands tightly, afraid that if you let him go he’ll vanish into thin air.

“Okay.” Jungkook sighs in relief, smiling up at you tenderly. He rises to his feet and brings you in for a tight hug, just relishing in your warmth and softness as he rocks the two of you side to side.

You close your eyes and let yourself sink into his arms, “You’ll be here with me right?” You lay your head on his chest.

“I’ll be right here,” he hums, “standing next to you.”

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hotvintagepoll · 3 months

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Propaganda

Michael Redgrave (The Lady Vanishes)—my beautiful bisexual hot linguist geek dandy nerd. I'm specifically nominating him for "The Lady Vanishes," but how can you not love him in this—it's a strikingly modern performance, not a whiff of old school macho masculinity; he starts the movie as a bit of a cad, thoughtless and self-absorbed, but the second our heroine's in trouble he's attentive, he's helpful, he's running around speaking languages and helping her with international spycraft shenanigans and just being so funny and warm and JOYOUS. (and again. he is SO bisexual. see the picture [attached below]). he's hot in the debate club twink kinda way and i've never wanted to smooch an idiot more

Cary Grant (The Philadelphia Story, His Girl Friday, Bringing Up Baby, Charade)—My Golden Age of Hollywood professor, who was very outwardly gay himself, put it this way: Even though Grant's sexuality was kind of an open secret in Hollywood, the public couldn't know in any real way. But anybody could see that there was a queerness about him, so he was casted for roles where he physically embodies his masculinity in a non-explicit but queer way. Bringing Up Baby is famous for the scene where Grant wears a frilly robe (pictured below, but what people don't always realise is that he plays kind of an awkward nerd in that movie. He's a hot awkward scientist in a grand robe!!! Hot!!! In The Philadelphia Story, one of my famous movies of all time, he plays C. K. Dexter Haven, a rich, sarcastic, supposedly abusive guy. And yet, what we see is this laid back, dandy-ish figure, who absolutely does not feel threatened when a woman he supposedly loves (Katharine Hepburn) starts having feelings for, and hooks up with another guy (James Stewart). He lets a drunk Stewart into his office and helps him get his job back! Obviously that is the script and not the actor, but the whole film, and that scene in particular, shows him having this very queer attitude of openness toward Hepburn and Stewart, which is only amplified by the casting of Grant and his portrayal of the character. Anyway, this is not an essay arguing for The Philadelphia Story to be considered a queer film, all I will say is: he's super hot in it.

This is round 3 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Michael Redgrave propaganda:

"BISEXUAL."

"It feels unjust to submit the entirety of The Lady Vanishes as propaganda, so I'd just like to very politely point everyone to 56:30 of this link, where we get a very nice view of Michael Redgrave's ass I MEAN his lilting, fine-tuned twinkish beauty"

Cary Grant propaganda:

The link to the above mentioned frilly robe scene from Bringing Up Baby: "I just went gay all of a sudden!"

last minute cary grant propaganda: the last few paragraphs of that new vanity fair article about him and randolph scott that just came out 2 days ago on cary's birthday where he calls it "gravity collapse" and "love at first sight" and says their souls touched and and and i'm actually sharing this mostly because it makes me emotional but also because a vote for archibald is a vote for love. this is my message. apologies for sounding mildly insane.

#cary grant #michael redgrave #fuck that old man #hotvintagepoll #round 3 #polls that pick me up and fling me out the window

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secretnook · 10 months

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*Monster by Kanye West ft. Nicki Minaj starts playing and it’s not acknowledged until Nicki’s verse*

Sam:

Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta

With a bad

Jamie: bitch

Sam: that came from Sri Lanka

Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka

You could be the king but watch the Queen conquer

Colin: *yelling*

Okay, first things first I'll eat your brains

Then I'ma start rockin' gold teeth and fangs

'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do

Hairdresser from Milan, that's the monster 'do

Monster Giuseppe heel, that's the monster shoe

Young money is the roster and the monster crew

And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face

And if I'm fake, I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't

Isaac: *cuts off Colin*

So let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie?

But my features and my shows ten times your pay?

Fifty K for a verse, no album out

Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbies gotta climb it

Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent

Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it

Nicki on them titties when I sign it

That's how these guys so one-track minded

Jamie: *gets in Isaac’s face*

But really, really I don't give a F-U-C-K

"Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki 'cause sh-she's fake"

"She on a diet, " but my pockets eatin' cheesecake

And I'll say bride of Chucky is child's play

Just killed another career it's a mild day

Besides, Ye, they can't stand besides me

I think me, you and Amb' should ménage Friday

Will: *cuts in out of no where*

Pink wig, thick ass, give 'em whip lash

I think big, get cash, make 'em blink fast

Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for

Ah, I'm a motherfuckin' monster

*Sam/Colin/Isaac/Jamie/Will jumping up and down yelling and hyping each other up*

#no one can tell me this didn’t actually happen #afc richmond #ted lasso #ted lasso cast #afc himbos #incorrect quote #incorrect ted lasso #isaac mcadoo #jamie tartt #colin hughes #sam obisanya #phil dunster #toheeb jimoh #billy harris #kola bokinni

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miss-choi-park · 1 month

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 8 - Am I crazy

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] His arm around me relaxed slightly as his knees rose and tangled slightly with mine.

I couldn't get the smile off my face even if I tried. It was actually nice to lie with him like that. I felt...safe? Was that the best word to describe my emotional state?

Suddenly Yeonjun's fingers traced gentle patterns across my stomach and that's when I knew it.

It was the right word.

Safe...

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: phone sex, mention of alcohol, sex and jerking off

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

Still deep in a dream that was surprisingly carefree, but which I forgot as soon as I opened my eyes, I felt warm touches on the back of my neck. I blinked groggily at the half-dark room I was in.

I felt a large hand on my hip and tips of hair tickling the back of my neck. A warm, large spring in my back and... something hard that wedged itself between my buttocks.

My eyebrows furrowed as I soon heard small moaning noises behind me.

I knew immediately who had woken me up. Plus, I knew who wanted to break down his boner right now.

"Yeonjun? What exactly are you doing there?" I asked into the silence of the room.

"Hm...Good morning." Just came back. Shortly afterwards there were more kisses covering the back of my neck.

His big warm hand found its way under my shirt and began to caress my stomach.

"I am hard." Yeonjun murmured sleepily and started moving his pelvis lazily.

"I noticed that." I muttered back. In fact, I started to smile when Yeonjun just grumbled back.

I felt him move behind me, and shortly afterwards his lips on my cheek. His upper body curled me under him.

"Will you help me?" he asked when we first made eye contact.

"Oh no mister!" I grumbled, twisting away from him. The look on Yeonjun's face as we lay face to face was funny. He seemed clearly disappointed that my ass was no longer available.

His puffy lips were a pout and his eyes glassy.

"Don't you think we had enough sex yesterday?" I asked and Yeonjun fell back into the pillow.

"Hmmmmm!" He grumbled as he rubbed his face sleepily. I did the same. The sleep sand in my eyes felt burdensome and it was nice to have it out of my eyes.

When I looked back at Yeonjun next to me, a smile played on his lips.

"What is?" I asked quietly. I also had a smile on my face.

It wasn't long before I felt his hand on my hip again.

"Good morning, little one." He greeted me again. My smile grew wider. The pet name was actually kinda cute.

"Morning." I replied and closed my eyes.

"Did you sleep well?" Yeonjun asked softly and I finally felt his forehead against mine.

"Mh~" I grumbled and then took a deep breath. The warmth around me was just too cozy to stand up. My hands slowly moved to Yeonjun's chest as I moved closer to his inviting warmth. I actually enjoyed it...the closure...his touch and his calm breathing, which was so relaxed that I could think he was still sleeping.

"Can I ask something?" Yeonjun whispered and I just nodded. His soft, deep morning voice was soothing.

"A friend of mine is hosting a party on Friday evening and I don't have anyone to accompany me. Do you want to come?" I looked up at him. My eyes were probably so wide that Yeonjun had to laugh.

''I know you avoid parties I go to, it's just a question. If you don't want to, that's-''

''No no! I'm just surprised that you want...that...that we go together.''

Yeonjun studied my face for a moment before he started to smile.

''I don't mind parties you go to...sooooo...'' he finished his sentence with a shrug.

I had to look away.

I never thought that a little bit of sex would turn Yeonjun into such a softy.

''Ah...'', I said and looked back at him, ''I'll think about it.''

You have to let guys fidget a bit sometimes. Where would be the fun if I said yes straight away? Of course I would say yes sooner or later. The invitation was very tempting.

''Okay.'' Yeonjun said, neither happy nor sad and then turned around. He crawled to his side of the bed and grabbed his phone.

''Do you know your phone number?'' he asked and I was shocked once again.

What the hell was wrong with him?

First he invites me to a party and then he asks me for my phone number?!

''What for?'' I asked. I could hear the surprise in my voice even as I tried to control myself.

Yeonjun looked over at me: ''Well how else are you going to tell me if you want to come?''

We looked at each other in silence for a moment while I asked myself the question:

Is this really the same Yeonjun I've known for years?

''Unless you're planning on coming over again this week.'' he said with a grin on his lips. There he was again.

Little cheeky idiot!

I rolled my eyes: ''+82 663 7473''

''Okay.'' he said and tapped around on his cell phone.

After he seemed to be done, I saw him click call and hang up after the first signal: ''So now you have mine too.''

Shortly afterwards he put his phone down and turned to me.

''What time was it?'' I asked and Yeonjun's smile disappeared.

''That's right, you have to go back to university. It was...'', he picked up his cell phone again and took a look at the display, ''6:54 a.m.''

''Oh then we have to get up slowly.'' I said and sat up. Did I even set an alarm yesterday?! What if I had overslept?!

''Wait...'', Yeonjun protested and grabbed my arm, ''Who's going to help me now?''

His eyes wandered down briefly.

''God, Yeonjun! Help yourself." I grumbled back, rolling my eyes with a smile on my lips, and ripped my arm from his grasp. Shortly afterwards I threw my legs out of bed and heard a long groan from Yeonjun.

''I thought you liked it yesterday.'' he grumbled as I stood up.

''Yes...but I also said that I won't become your sex toy.'' I pointed out as I turned to him briefly and adjusted the blanket. Yeonjun looked at me like I was crazy.

''This doesn't make you my sex toy.''

''And how do you describe someone who agrees to a deal that commits them to constantly having sex with the dealer?''

Then silence.

''I thought so.'' I said playfully and walked straight towards the exit of the bedroom.

''Isn't someone who is a sex toy treated really badly?'' he asked as I put my hand on the doorknob.

Hmm...he was right. He hadn't treated me bad. Yesterday was actually pretty nice...

Nevertheless, after a moment of thinking, I opened the door.

''I still won't be available for sex 24/7.'' I called into the bedroom as I stepped out.

The living room/dining room was brightly lit. The sun had made its way through the heavy, gray winter clouds and found its way into Yeonjun's large but cozy apartment.

I turned into the bathroom when I noticed murmuring coming from the bedroom.

There was also enough light shining through the narrow but long window above the bathroom that I didn't have to turn the light on.

After last night...I no longer felt the need to close the bathroom door behind me as I walked to the sink and planned that I should wake my tired face with cold water.

''I'm not asking for it 24/7.'' I heard Yeonjun as the cold water flowed into my hands. I looked over at him briefly. He was standing in the entrance of the bathroom, fumbling with the end of his white T-shirt. I didn't answer and splashed the water on my face.

''Well...if you think it's better that I jerk off like a pervert with you in mind...please.'' he grumbled as I turned off the water and then looked at him through the mirror. I was a little surprised to see him without a shirt.

''Where'd your T-shirt go?'' I asked as he headed towards the small staircase next to the bathroom entrance. He turned briefly to me.

''Well...this...'', he pointed up and down his naked torso, ''...you can't get it anymore.''

I couldn't help but laugh. It was honestly really cute how pissed he was.

Yeonjun climbed the small stairs to his dressing room and disappeared as I grabbed a towel, to dry my face.

''But you can believe me on one thing! The thoughts will be really messed up!'' I heard him shout. I giggled and shook my head at the same time as I grabbed the brush that was lying in the same place I left it yesterday. I brushed my hair slowly, which stood out a bit too messily from all sides.

''So dirty you wouldn't want me to have them." Yeonjun grumbled as he came back down the stairs. A plain gray-green sweater and light gray jeans with black stitching. He was still fiddling with the black button on his jeans. My eyes automatically went to his hands and just below them.

''It doesn't look like you're having these dirty thoughts right now.'' I said with a laugh in my voice. Yeonjun followed my gaze down at himself in the mirror.

''No! Not right now!'' he said, annoyed like a little child, as he came over to me and grabbed the brush that I had just put down. I had to hold back my laughter.

''Then why did you need my help?'' I asked, resting one hand on the sink counter. Yeonjun looked at me in the mirror while my gaze was directly on him.

''Morning boners usually go away on their own.'' he said, a little less pissed off as he also combed his hair.

''But that doesn't change anything, that I wouldn't have been happy to accept your help," he grumbled again. I acknowledged that with a giggle. Shortly afterwards I put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed briefly.

''Could you go for a moment? I need the bathroom to myself for a moment." Even though we had crossed a huge boundary yesterday, I still didn't need his eyes on me, when I went to the toilet.

Even though Yeonjun mumbled something incomprehensible to himself, he left the bathroom.

''You'll write me when you've decided, okay?'' Yeonjun asked while I checked again whether I had everything important. I looked at him on the driver's side.

''Yes. That's why we exchanged numbers, right?" I asked the counter question.

The digital clock in Yeonjun's car read 8:28 a.m.. Just in time to put on my makeup in the dorm and gather my things for lectures. Yeonjun gave me something to eat at his home. A little bit of kimchi with rice and a sausage wasn't much, but would keep me alive until midday.

''I don't want to show up here again and kidnap you.'' Yeonjun said with a laugh in his voice, but that sounded a bit uncertain.

His tone made me smile.

''Hey...don't worry.'', I said, holding up my phone as I unbuckled myself, ''At least I already saved you.''

Yeonjun grimaced and looked out the drivers window: ''Yes...as idiot.''

I had to giggle: ''With a heart behind it.''

My hand flew to the passenger door and I opened it. Yeonjun mumbled something, but still stared out the driver's window. My smile grew wider.

I liked the new Yeonjun, so why not be nice?

I leaned over to him with my upper body, put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him towards me, so that my lips pressed against his cheek.

''I'll write you, I promise.'' I whispered in his ear and then leaned back. Yeonjun's eyes were on me and after two seconds he started to smile. With this sight, I got out of the car.

Before I slammed the door, I heard Yeonjun shout something: ''I advise you to, potato!''

With a smile on my lips and a shake of my head, I slammed the door and walked around the car. I had to pull myself together to not turn around to look at his car again.

I never thought I would start the morning with such a good feeling.

After having to avoid the scrutiny of my friend Yuna this morning and having completed four lectures, wasn't allowed to let it be known in a phone call from my mother that I had sex with the son of my parents' mortal enemies, I was now lying on my bed completely exhausted. It was already starting to get dark outside. This morning's sunshine had turned into snow. It was now the end of February and I was starting to get fed up with snow and bad weather. Yuna had been with her boyfriend for an hour now. I used the time to turn over my textbooks.

Now I laid on the bed for five minutes straight, silent and doing nothing more than staring out the window above Yunas bed.

The snowflakes were getting a little thicker with every second and the wind seemed to be picking up. The girls in the room next to mine and Yuna's laughed every now and then, which I could hear well through the rather thin walls of the dorm. Suddenly my cell phone's ringtone broke the silence.

I raised my head. I left the cell phone on our desk. Should I get up? It was probably just another picture of Yuna having a nice time with her boyfriend.

As I put my head back on the pillow, my cell phone made itself known again. I rolled my eyes and groaned. But I stopped halfway through when a thought occurred to me.

It could also be Yeonjun? After all, we exchanged numbers.

My phone told me again that a message had been received. I raised my head again.

I caught my bottom lip between my teeth as I sat up. Without thinking about it, I swung my legs out of bed. The thought that Yeonjun who could have written me literally made me float over the laminate floor.

When I turned on my phone my heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, it said 'Idiot 🩷'... just like I saved Yeonjun.

Before I clicked on the message, however, I took a breath.

Why was my heart beating faster?

It was still Yeonjun I was talking about. No need to get nervous.

I cleared my throat and then clicked on the message.

The KakaoTalk chat was empty except for the three messages from him.

Yeonjun: How was your day?

I raised an eyebrow as I read that.

Yeonjun: You wanted to write me...

Yeonjun: Sorry, I'm really bad at this sort of thing.😿

I stared at the messages as I went back to my bed and sat down.

What did he mean by 'this sort of thing'?

I thought about what I should write back to him. But just as I clicked on the message line and my keyboard opened, a message came from him again.

Yeonjun: Have you decided yet?

The smile on my lips grew as I typed my answer.

Me: Impatient?

I stopped writing, but took the fingernail of my thumb between my teeth and nibbled on it. He read the message immediately and shortly afterwards he typed something. It didn't take ten seconds before something came back.

Yeonjun: Yes 😬

I giggled quietly as I took the nail of my thumb out of my mouth and wrote my next message.

Me: I don't know yet. My schedule on Friday is pretty full.

I enjoyed teasing him. His next message came immediately.

Yeonjun: Haha!

Me: No really.

I nibbled on my bottom lip like a little schoolgirl with a huge crush. It took effort to get the grin off my face.

Yeonjun: What are you planning to do?

Me: I always get invited to so many parties, I never know where to go.😓

Yeonjun: How can I persuade you, you busy businesswoman?

I had to laugh out loud. Immediately afterwards I slapped my hand over my mouth.

What was wrong with me?! Did I really enjoy teasing Yeonjun that much, or did I just find it cute to text with him?

Me: Come up with something.

With that, I closed my phone.

Stop it! What had gotten into me?!

Even though I felt my phone vibrating in my hand, I put it down and stood up. A warm shower now seemed more sensible than being happy about something that had nothing to be happy about.

Right?

After the shower I tapped out of the bathroom with only a towel tied around me. In fact, something seemed to be haunting my thoughts... something that lay on top of me like a whole mountain. It suppressed me. But there was also something else inside me that made my fingertips tingle. And deep down I knew what was haunting me.

Even though I didn't mentally admit it, I went to my bed and immediately grabbed my phone. I quickly turned it on. KakaoTalk showed me 6 messages. Two of them came from Yuna, but I skillfully ignored them.

I clicked on Yeonjun's chat. As if I wasn't fully aware of myself, my fingertips flew over the keyboard. When I had typed my message, I realized that Yeonjun had written 4 more messages that I should probably read first.

Something was wrong with me...my heart was beating faster, I could literally feel it beating against my chest.

Yeonjun: What does that mean?

Yeonjun: If you don't tell me what you want, it's hard for me to give you what you want.

Yeonjun: Oh come on, not fair!😿

Yeonjun: Fine, I'll think of something...

I caught my bottom lip between my teeth. My thoughts constantly flash back to yesterday. One thing was certain: I didn't regret it at all yesterday.

I collapsed onto my bed as I finally clicked send.

Me: I'll come with you.

That's all I wrote...but it left me so tingly inside that it almost took my breath away. I stared at my screen, hoping Yeonjun would read the message, but I waited in vain.

I stared at my display for one, three, five minutes without even seeing any read sign.

So I put the phone away and rested my elbows on my thighs. I put my chin in my hands and found a spot in the room where I could stare at.

I found the spot on the desk on my left.

Why was I so tingly? Why did I just say yes like that? I wanted to make him fidget...right? AND WHY THE HELL WAS YEONJUN FLOODING MY EVERY THOUGHT?!

I exhaled in annoyance as my index finger began tapping a restless rhythm on my cheek.

"I've gone crazy...", I muttered to myself, "You are supposed to hate him!"

Unfortunately, immediately after hearing this murmur, a pang went through my heart.

Ah fuck!

I turned my face into my hands.

"Come on! Pull yourself together! You can't fall in love with that idiot in such a short time!" I admonished myself.

But did that talk change anything? I was afraid of the answer.

When my phone made a sound again, I controlled myself not to pounce on my phone like a hungry vulture. Unfortunately, I had it in my hand quicker than I thought.

Actually the message was from Yeonjun.

Yeonjun: Oh really? Now that was easy.

I didn't even notice how I was rubbing my thighs together, which had nothing to cover under the towel.

Yeonjun: What did you do in the 20 minutes that convinced you?

I felt heat rising to my cheeks.

Shit! What was wrong with me?!

I wanted to kick myself for what I was thinking about. The hickey I still saw on myself in the mirror a few minutes ago, made me strangely restless, too.

Yeonjun: Hmm?

Should I write to him about what I had been thinking about...and was still thinking about?

No! No Sumi! You'll get yourself together now!

I jumped so hard that my phone almost flew out of my hand when it rang loudly.

It was my call ringtone...and the name on the screen gave me another shock.

Idiot 🩷

Why is he calling me now?! I stared at the button that would let me accept, somewhat unsure. Faster than expected, my thumb hovered over the symbol and finally pressed it. However, my cell phone was still in my hand even after I answered the call.

"Sumi?" I heard Yeonjun's voice through the small speaker of my cell phone, which I should actually be pressing to my ear.

"I know you are there." I heard him again as my heart threatened to explode and my stomach twisted.

I slowly brought my phone to my ear and swallowed thickly. This would be my first call with him.

"Yes...yes...I'm here." I stuttered into my phone. I heard a quiet laugh coming from my cell phone.

"Could you maybe reply to my messages and not just read them?" Yeonjun asked. His voice put me in a strange state of... hypnosis? I don't know how to describe it better. His deep voice made me jittery.

"Yes...guilty."

"To be honest, I had already thought of something really great, how to persuade you, where did the insight come from so suddenly?"

I swallowed as I had to close my eyes and give in to the goosebumps on my skin. My thighs rubbed together impatiently as my brain became a jumble of thoughts. Everything in my head was about yesterday. About...the sex with Yeonjun.

"Potato? Still there?" I heard him ask as I literally felt my core screaming for attention. And the feeling was back...I felt really bad...my conscience felt really bad, but something else felt really good...for my heart, my skin, my adrenaline, my mind and every cell in my goddamn body.

"Yeonjun?" I asked into the receiver with a shaky voice.

"Is everything ok?" He asked back and I felt myself starting to shake. Without thinking about it for long, I fell backwards.

"I... would like to have you with me right now." I muttered. Then silence on the other end of the line.

"Ah...okay, I can imagine what made you say yes." He said and I could swear his voice alone would make me melt.

Good God, I was horny...that fast? Wasn't yesterday enough for you Sumi?! Freakin' horndog!

"You would like me to be with you right now?" Yeonjun asked. My still closed eyes conjured Yeonjun almost real into my mind.

"Hm-mh...yes." I answered.

"I never thought I'd hear something like that from you." Yeonjun said with a laugh in his voice, which only made me more uneasy.

"Tell me, little one.", he began again and I had to hold my breath at the petname, "What else do you want?"

I let out my breath, a little louder than I intended.

"I think about yesterday all the time." I said honestly.

"What time exactly?"

"To...the...to the sex."

I had to bite my bottom lip as I opened my eyes. Did I really just say that out loud?

"Seems like you really liked it, huh?"

Something brought me back to the here and now. I sat up abruptly.

I definitely wouldn't have phone sex with Yeonjun right now!

"What are you wearing?" Yeonjun asked and I flinched.

"Yeon-Yeonjun! I definitely won't have phone sex with you now!"

"What?", then there was silence until after what felt like a minute he spoke again, "You started it!"

A smile crossed my lips.

"Ok...yes I did but this conversation ends now!" I said.

"You're kidding me..."

"Yeonjun I-"

Suddenly I noticed someone standing next to me. I jumped so hard that I even raised onto my feet.

My heart only began to beat properly again when I recognized my friend's face.

"Sumi?" I heard Yeonjun ask, the phone still pressed to my ear as Yuna looked at me with her jaw dropped. We looked at each other for a while. Nobody said anything.

"Sumi? Is everything okay?" I heard Yeonjun ask again when only one thing came to mind.

Yuna knew it! She knew who I was on the phone with and by the look on her face, she had probably heard me say 'phone sex' too.

"SUMI!?" Yeonjun shouted through the receiver and I came to my senses.

"Yeah, everything's okay...let's...let's talk later." I just said and lowered the phone from my ear. I heard Yeonjun say something else, but not exactly what. Nevertheless, I hung up.

Then my eyes went to Yuna.

We looked at each other in silence as I clutched my phone and tried to think of the best thing to say.

"Please tell me that this wasn't the Yeonjun I think it was." My best friend broke the silence.

Shit! What should I say now?!

"Sumi?" Yuna asked and looked at me as if I had just told her the earth was flat.

"Yuna...I can explain everything..." I began.

Oh yes?! Can you do that Sumi?! Can you do that?!

I slowly raised my hands up, as if I had been asked to do so by the police. Yuna knew who Yeonjun was. She knew that he had made my life difficult. She knew that my parents and Yeonjun's parents were mortal enemies. She knew that Yeonjun was an idiot and she knew that I...actually...hated him.

"Oh yeah?" Yuna asked, raising both eyebrows. My friends eyes were so big and round and everything in her face spoke of helplessness.

"I..." How should I put this in a harmless way?

The ringtone of my cell phone interrupted us. A quick look at the screen proved me that it was Yeonjun again, who also seemed to be a bit confused by my sudden hang up. I quickly pressed the ignore-symbol. First I would have to clarify this with Yuna.

"Yuna...I...that...that was." I started, but when I looked at my best friend's face, I didn't have the heart to lie to her, "Yes...that was Yeonjun. ..THE Choi Yeonjun."

She didn't deserve to be lied to.

Yuna took two steps towards me and put her hand over her mouth.

"Why?" She just asked and to be honest...I couldn't really give her an answer to that.

"I...do you remember that One Night Stand I told you about?" I asked and started scratching the back of my neck.

"No!" Yuna began and dropped her hand again.

I hardly dared to look at her.

"Yes...sort of." I replied and Yuna folded her hands in front of the core as she stared at the floor.

"And...", I started again and she looked up again, "It didn't stay with that one time."

"No!" Yuna just blurted out again and I showed her my teeth. Not in a smile, but in an anxious grimace.

"Yes...yesterday."

"You told me you were with your parents!"

"I'm sorry...I didn't know where this would lead to with him yesterday and didn't feel the need to tell y-"

"He's not forcing you to do it, is he?!" Yuna asked, closing up completely to me.

She clutched my still bare shoulders with her hands.

"What?! No...no it's consensual."

Yuna lowered her hands again.

"But why? I thought you hated him?"

I dropped my head: "Yuna, I can't tell you why... there's just too much that came up lately that I can't quite process it myself."

Then there was a brief silence in which I raised my head to look at her again.

"Do your parents know?"

I winced at the question: "For God's sake, no! They would be so disappointed in me."

"Do you like him now?!"

Then silence again.

Did I like Yeonjun?

The new Yeonjun... somehow yes, the old Yeonjun... after what he revealed to me in his car yesterday... yes... somehow.

I nodded while I still thought. Yuna ran her hands through her hair nervously.

"Wow...that's tough news..." She said as I began to realize what I had just admitted.

I...I liked Yeonjun. And to be honest...very much.

I was lying in my bed, looking at my best friend. After we had spoken, fortunately she realized that it was just the way it was. And I was really happy that she didn't act like I was completely crazy. She forced me to go on a double date, if I finally would know what I should call the relationship with Yeonjun.

Yuna had already fallen asleep half an hour ago, but I couldn't seem to find any rest.

I just admitted it earlier...I liked Yeonjun...yes...yes a lot.

But how the hell can I fall so hard for someone after such a damn short amount of time?! We didn't even go on dates...

I exhaled in defeat as I rolled onto my back.

Damn! That's not how it should work. I didn't even know if it was mutual...maybe Yeonjun really just wanted me as a sex toy.

My phone vibrated on my nightstand. I had already turned off the ringtone earlier so as not to wake any of us up.

That's right...I told Yeonjun on the phone earlier that we would talk later. We haven't had that talk yet.

So I grabbed my phone, pulled out the charging cable and turned it on. The message that made my phone vibrate wasn't from Yeonjun, but from my farm game. Nevertheless, my eyes widened all on their own when I saw the 9 missed messages and two calls.

''Oh crap!'' I whispered to myself as I clicked on the messages.

Yeonjun: What's going on?

A missed call.

Yeonjun: Did you just push me away?!🤨

Yeonjun: Has anyone come?

Yeonjun: Are you okay?

The next message came 15 minutes later.

Yeonjun: Hello?

Yeonjun: Can you please call me back?

Yeonjun: I'm worried? Did someone catch us?🫢

Then the second missed call.

Yeonjun: Oh man! Sumi? Please reply!

Then nothing again for a while. It wasn't until 40 minutes later that the next message came.

Yeonjun: ...did...your parents hear us?

The last message came 10 minutes ago was the one which caught my attention the most. He was right! What if Yuna hadn't been Yuna, but my parents.

Well...by the way, they didn't have a key to the dormitory and would never show up at the door unannounced...but still...we have to be more careful.

It was 10:47p.m. now, but if the last message was only 10 minutes old, he might still be awake.

Me: Sorry...I know I said we'd talk again, but Yuna is already asleep. We can write.

I waited a moment, but there was no answer. So I just wrote the next message. If he woke up tomorrow morning, he could read it straight away.

Me: Yuna suddenly stood next to me. I thought she would come later, but unfortunately she was already there... and heard everything.🫤 I can't and don't want to lie to my friend, so I told her everything. She won't tell anyone else. But we have to be more careful!

See you on Friday.🙂

With this message, my desperate expression gave way to a smile. I waited another two minutes, but I didn't get a response, so I put the phone back on the bedside table, plugged in the charging cable and then turned around. Even though I was still thinking about the conversation with Yuna, I eventually fell asleep.

Before I knew it, the days were flying by. Even though I occasionally received a few skeptical looks from Yuna when I was choosing my party outfit, I was looking forward to the party. Yeonjun and I hadn't really written intensively in the last two days until Friday, let alone talked on the phone. He had to go back to work on Wednesday, which meant we only replaced the bare essentials. That's why, strangely enough, I was even happier...to see him at Friday.

Finally I was walking across campus. Yeonjun had said he would pick me up straight from university when he got off work today. Yuna didn't let up until she persuaded me to briefly exchange a few words with Yeonjun, so she accompanied me. Today was an unusually mild February day. Well, it was March in 4 days, so that didn't seem quite so unreal.

I had put on my nice jeans, one leg of which was white and the other leg was black. I really liked these jeans because they were something out of the ordinary that I had never seen anyone else wear. Add a simple black crop top and a jacket over it. When Yuna and I arrived at the university parking lot, I looked around curiously for the car in which Yeonjun had picked me up on Monday. Unfortunately I didn't see him yet, so I turned back to Yuna who was looking at me with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow.

''What is it?'' I asked and Yuna shook her head with a smile.

''You're really happy, huh?'' she asked and I started laughing nervously.

''Not me!'' I murmured and looked away again.

Truthfully, I was kinda nervous. I was excited to go to a party with Yeonjun, and also...to see him again. We haven't seen each other since Tuesday and after I realized that I liked him, my stomach was crumbly, and my adrenaline level was high. My pounding heart was also really fast, which wasn't really calming everything inside me either.

"Hey Sumi, listen.", My friend finally said, catching my attention, "I'll be honest, I don't completely trust Yeonjun. And even though he treated you pretty well the last few times you saw each other...I just want you to know that my Seongu has a car and we can pick you up at any moment, right? I'm just a phone call away."

I started to smile. It was sweet that Yuna cared about me so much. Since I couldn't tell my parents who I was going to a party with, Yuna willingly took on this part. Her boyfriend Seongu and I got along well and he had already agreed to jump if something happened to me. But I didn't believe I needed their help. Yeonjun had told me his friend's address where the party would be held, which Yuna had immediately saved.

"Cutie, don't worry, nothing will happen to me, it's not like I'm going to be dragged to an underground club." I said and put a hand on Yuna's shoulder. Yuna and I had checked where the house was on Google Maps earlier. It was a high-rise building in Itaewong...so no need to worry.

"I just want you to be okay." Yuna said and I couldn't help but hug her.

"I'll be fine, don't worry, really." I said in the hug.

When I pulled away from her again, she smiled at me. "If I didn't trust Yeonjun so much...I would never have said yes to the party." I said.

Yuna nodded and took a deep breath. Her eyes wandered over my shoulder as I slipped my hands from her shoulders.

"Speaking of the devil, huh?" She said a little more quietly and finally took another deep breath.

I turned around, my gaze fixed on the university parking area. I actually recognized Yeonjun walking towards us in the twilight. My body seemed unable to help but swallow.

Oh no...my weakness...suits.

He wore white suit pants and a white jacket, which he wore open. The simple black T-shirt underneath provided the perfect contrast. His hair was styled back again, but it seemed like it had been a while since it hung down a little on the sides, but not yet on his face. A small smile on his lips as we took eye contact. The small silver earrings in both of his eyes sparkled at me from time to time.

When he came to a stop in front of us, his gaze switched to Yuna. That gave me time to examine him. His typical perfume wafted up my nose and I had to pull myself together not to hug him.

"Hi." Yeonjun finally broke the silence, when my gaze went back up to him, I noticed that he was looking at me.

"Oh hey." I replied and Yeonjun started to smile a little wider, which I returned.

"Yeah...hey..." Yuna chimed in, both of our eyes going to her.

"Yuna right?" Yeonjun asked and Yuna looked as surprised as I felt. Did he really remember her name? The two had met perhaps three times and during that time I may have mentioned her name only once.

"Yeah right." Yuna muttered, looking beyond confused.

"Sorry, but unfortunately a plus one from a plus one is not allowed." Yeonjun said and looked at me briefly after looking back at Yuna.

"I don't even want to go!" Yuna replied and I thought I saw a small eye roll on her part.

"I only brought her here because I wanted to talk to you for a moment." Yuna explained and Yeonjun put his hands in his pockets expectantly.

"I'm curious." He said and started grinning.

Yuna's eyes flicked to me briefly. Her eyebrows rose briefly and I immediately knew what she wanted to say, namely 'He is unbelievable!'.

Her eyes left me as quickly as they came.

"Make sure she has a good night! Me and my boyfriend are just one of her calls away and we wouldn't hesitate-"

"It's nice of you, but that won't be necessary." Yeonjun interrupted my best friend. Before I knew it, one of his arms was around my waist. He pulled me close and I stumbled sideways into his chest. Yuna's eyes widened.

"I'll take care of her." Yeonjun said and Yuna's jaw dropped. To be honest, I was a bit embarrassed by the whole situation.

"Can we go now?" Yeonjun asked and I looked up at him. We made eye contact and Yeonjun's grin turned into a soft smile.

I broke our eye contact fast and removed his arm from around me as I looked back at Yuna.

"Yes. Don't worry, Yuna." I said to my friend as I saw Yeonjun turn around and start walking out of the corner of my eye. "I love you!" I said before I quickly hugged her again.

"Love you, too. Be careful!" Yuna replied as I turned around and ran after Yeonjun.

I raised my hand and waved at her with a smile as the distance between us grew larger.

Yuna was worried, I could understand that, but I really trusted Yeonjun enough not to kidnap me or put something in my drink.

Yeonjun had parked not far away, when we got into the car and I buckled my seatbelt, I almost felt like I had to apologize for Yuna.

"Why does everyone around you have such a bad impression of me?" Yeonjun began as he started the car.

"She's just worried." I tried to explain. "That wasn't necessary when you stayed with me Monday to tuesday." He said as he slowly pulled out of the parking space.

"Well, she didn't know that I was with you back then." I said something to consider.

"And yet you were back at university safe and sound."

"I'm not worried. Yuna is. She has always been cautious."

Yeonjun glanced at me as the car was parked out and he started to drive off.

"Aha...", he said, "We have to go back to my apartment quickly, I still have to freshen up."

I looked at him again.

"I thought you would leave like that."

"This is my work outfit. You don't dress like that at Taehyun's parties." He replied. I had to briefly consider whether I knew the name he had just told me. I thought he had just written the name when he sent me the address of the party. So it was his friend and the host of the party.

Yeonjun was a bit reserved towards me, I noticed that when we were in his apartment. He disappeared into his dressing room without saying anything as I waited in the entryway. Even on the drive to Itaewong he didn't really seem to want to talk much, as my attempts to talk were only followed by short answers. Neither a kiss nor any kind of physical contact. No statement about my outfit...nothing.

I looked at him every now and then in the car. He had replaced the suit from before with a light gray hoodie. Black slightly ripped jeans and a black leather vest. He had just loosened his hair a bit.

"Are you okay?" I asked as we stopped at a traffic light. Yeonjun looked at me. Only the light from the street lamps cast light into the car.

"Hmm..." was all he said as he looked out the windshield again.

"Really? You don't seem to make an impression..at all." I said and Yeonjun's gaze returned. He seemed to be studying me.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to laugh."

I raised an eyebrow. Finally, the corners of Yeonjun's mouth turned up again: "I'm trying to hold back."

"In what way?" I asked as the traffic light turned green and Yeonjun had to look away again.

"In what way you ask?" Yeonjun asked the counter question as he drove off. I actually thought of something...but did he really mean what I thought?

"You look great! And I'd rather not tell you what I did at night when you weren't there." He confirmed my suspicion.

I quickly looked away as heat rose to my cheeks.

"Oh god, Yeonjun...you're an idiot!" I replied with a laugh in my voice.

"Hey! I just wanted to make it to the party in time." He said with the same laugh in his voice as I shook my head.

Then there was silence again.

"No really, I'm glad you agreed. There's a lot going on at the company at the moment and I need this distraction now, more than you can imagine." Yeonjun interrupted the silence as we turned into a parking garage.

"Do you have tomorrow off?" I asked. My dad sometimes works on Saturdays, so I wasn't sure if Yeonjun might do the same.

"I only work from home on Saturdays." He said as he looked for a parking space. Ok...well at least. If the evening lasted until three or four a.m. today, it would be brutal to get up at 7 a.m. in the morning.

When Yeonjun found a parking lot and parked the car, he looked at me again.

"Sumi?", he began as I unbuckled my seatbelt, "You know you don't have to worry, right?"

I looked at him a bit confused.

Oh...was this still about Yuna?

"Yeonjun, I would never have said yes to this if I didn't trust you." I said with a smile on my lips, which would hopefully reassure him.

Sure enough, Yeonjun started smiling as well and then unbuckled himself.

As we left the parking garage and turned onto the street, I looked around curiously. I've never been in this area before. It almost looked like a restaurant/club mile. Anyway, we walked past three restaurants and a few shops, which were already closed. On the other side of the street there were also colorful advertisements, cafes and shops that didn't exactly look cheap. Quite a few people were walking around on the streets or eating in the restaurants.

"How big is your friend's apartment if he can have a party there?" I asked Yeonjun as I looked at him.

"Quite big...but Taehyun isn't partying at his apartment, he's booked a club." Yeonjun explained and suddenly stopped. He reached out to me before turning into a passage. I quickly ran after him and without thinking about it, grabbed his hand, which he still had outstretched towards me. Yeonjun looked at me a little surprised when I caught up with him. Only when he slowly closed his hand around mine I realized why he looked at me so surprised.

I looked down at our joined hands in shock.

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tacobellfries · 21 days

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pull up in the monster automobile gangsta with a bad bitch that came from sri lanka yeah i’m in that tonka colour of willy wonka you could be the king but watch the queen conquer OKAY FIRST THINGS FIRST ILL EAT YA BRAINS THEN IMMA START ROCKIN GOLD TEETH AND FANGS CAUSE THATS WHAT A MOTHERFUCKEN MONSTER DO HAIRDRESSER FROM MILAN THATS THE MONDTER DO MONSTER GIUSEPPE HEEL THATS THE MONSTER SHOE young money is the roster and a monster crew and im all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face and if im fake i ain't notice cause my money ain't!.. so let me get this straight.. wait.. i’m the rookie? but my features and my shows ten times your pay? 50K for a verse. no album out! YEAH my moneys so tall that my barbies got to climb it hotter than a middle eastern climate. VIOLENT. tony matterhorn nutty wine it wine it NICKI ON THEM TITTIES WHEN I SIGN ITTTTT THATS HOW I GOT THESE SO ONE TRACK MINDEDDRD but really, really i don't give an F U C K forget barbie fuck nicki shes fake she on a diet BUTMY POCKETS EATIN CHEESECAKE and ill say bride of chucky it's childs play! just killed another career, it's a mild day! besides ye they can't stand besides me, i think me you and am should menage friday PINK WIG THICK ASS GIVE EM WHIPLASH THINK BIG GET CASH MAKE EM BLINK FAST NOW LOOK AT WHAT YOU JUST SAW THIS IS WHAT YOU LIVE FOR AHHHH IM A MOTHERFUCKEN MONSTER

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rughydrangea · 2 months

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I guess it's true you can't change who you are! I am stressed about this conference paper, it's on a totally new topic that I've not written on before, and for a number of reasons I feel like I'm on shaky ground writing about it (contemporary plays that have no complete recorded performances and no released scripts that I've been able to find, oh and I didn't even see one of them!), and the presentation's on Friday, and I really need to be mostly done by Wednesday because I'm spending Thursday flying out to Vegas (which is where the conference is, it's not just because I felt like it!).

So I have a deadline, and I'm nervous, and for the first time in years I engaged in some real binge-procrastination. Last night, I stayed up until 1 am skipping through Jealousy Incarnate (I really do love the centrality of the breast cancer storyline, and it always makes me think of when Ryan got breast cancer on Oz, maybe the only point of commonality between Oz and k-dramas!), with a brief detour to Coffee Prince (the Sejak gender reveal made me want to revisit Han Gyeol losing his shit at Eun Chan, an absolutely gutting and brutal scene that I adore), and today I went through selected greatest hits of Aaron and Robert on Emmerdale. God when they were good they were good. Is anything better than Robert tearfully confessing to Andy that he killed Katie, only to turn around and lie his ass off to the police, telling them that Andy turned him in because he's suicidal and homophobic, and then getting everyone else to help him gaslight Andy? Like, what a legend. What a man. I do like him eventually becoming totally devoted to Aaron (and Liv! the Robert/Liv relationship was so important to me), but villain!Robert will always be my favorite. I did skip through the early 2016 stuff to get to Adam finding out that Aaron and Robert are together and responding "Nice one, lads!" because that cracks me up, and then I dropped in on 2017 to watch Aaron throw a wrench at Robert's head (Ross seeing it and going "I've been looking for that wrench!" is very funny to me). The 2017 storylines are a mess (I love Robert going back to villain mode, Aaron being in jail is very stupid, and although I strongly agree with Chrissie that cheating is in Robert's blood, the way it shook out felt very biphobic--dear soaps, I challenge you to have a bi person tank a same-sex relationship without cheating with an opposite-sex partner!), but the pure melodrama of that wrench-throwing just gets to me.

This was all fun in its way but I'm kind of annoyed to find that this is still how I cope with stress.

#how could i even tag this #i don't have a 'my rambling' tag but i should #my rambling #there we go

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the-woild-is-y-erster · 6 months

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ough eel's back from hoco boys !!

i look w r e c k e d and i am DRENCHED in sweat but i had a pretty good time and my makeup is still almost entirely intact which is extremely surprising

got in the dance circle several times, boogied down and did the macarena so aggresively they made a dance circle around just me doing the macarena so that boosted my ego >:)

slowdanced by myself because i thought it was funny and i was having fun

i literally only got off the dance floor like twice for drinks and some raising canes they catered (these guys must have had BANK, canes is so friggin expensive to cater)

got complimented a ton and for those of you who saw my post of my outfit (thank you very much for your comments btw they made me very happy) i was also wearing a black cowboy hat with leather fringe and a sparkly hatband (ill post a pic tmrw)

there was this super hot guy theo there but i know for a fact he has a gf (i deadarse thought he was in a relationship w this guy cole last year but maybe that was my imagination you know how weird guys are around eachother)

but he is SO FINE and for what :(

got home and i just figured out i forgot to do my latin homework<3 ill email my teacher tmrw but i've forgotten it like evry single week because his due date for work is super weird

like class is on monday righ (its online) and the due date for work is on friday? which like fair he needs time to grade it but also my procrastinating ass cannot do that

#ill post more abt it tmrw but i prolly wont have that much time cus my da's dragging me to an airshow (he was in the airforce)#so whee! an entire day of standing and staring at the sky and being in crowds! what joy!/s #i am. so tired #so sleeby eepy #it's cureently midnight my time which normally isnt that bad but ive spent the last four hours dancing and shouting #i cant hear and i sound like a frog #gonna shower and make a giant cup of tea and head to bed #goober night babes xx

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mingiswow · 1 year

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Chapter 23: the elephant in the room

Word count: 1.5 k

Summary: You always believed in the stars, the energy, the destiny, and that everything happened for a reason. But what if the oh so destiny put you in a group project with the music majors? And that one of the boys hated you guts for a reason you don’t even know why?

Pairing: Changbin x gn!reader, Hyunjin x gn!reader

You took your eyes out of your book for the nth time that afternoon, Hyunjin that sat by your side to supposedly study with you kept taking away your concentration with little giggles or when he tried to get your attention.

“Jinnie~ I need to study” you complained another time to the man, who just chuckled at your cute angry face and poked your cheeks. “Not funny! I have to ace this test Friday if I don’t want to fail this class” you pouted and took a look at the notes in front of you. It felt like all the letters and words were mixed together and your brain couldn’t understand them.

“You need to take a break, babe” you felt your cheeks heating up at the nickname. It doesn’t matter how many times Hyunjin called you babe it still made your whole body shiver and then heat up.

You two weren’t official or anything, not only because you never discussed the topic, but because you were just enjoying each other’s company. Hyunjin knew that you’d liked him for a while now, he unintentionally listened to you telling Hongjoong last semester. He never really thought of you this way. To be honest he always thought you were a little bit too weird for his taste. But he bit his tongue when he got to actually talk to you about something that wasn’t just college related that day he called you out. He just wanted to be nosy as he is and discover about your situation with Changbin. But he really enjoyed your company and he felt so comfortable with you that he couldn’t help his feelings.

He was liking you. In more than a friend's way. And truth be told he was scared.

“I can take a break after this test. Right now I need to study” you got back to your notes and books, reviewing everything once again.

Hyunjin went to his friends to grab another coffee for you before he left for his dance practice.

“I’m so happy that you and yn got along” Jeongin spoke as he ground some fresh coffee beans. “Yn is a really nice person, they’re always so nice to everyone and never are afraid to be themselves. I honestly wish I could be more like them”

“They are really nice indeed” he looked at you and smiled. “I can’t believe it took me so long to like them back”

“Sometimes is hard to see what’s on our nose because we are so used to the presence that we let it pass” the younger one said while giving his friend the cup. “You are my friend but don’t mess with yn, they are too nice for me not to break your face if you ever intend to hurt them”

“Damn! Yes, boss” he left to go back to the table - but not before messing Jeongin’s hair - and put the cup in front of you, who stopped the studies to smile and thank him. “I have dance practice now so I’ll go before Minho kick my ass if I get late again” you nodded, smiling at the man.

Hyunjin looked around to see if anyone was looking before giving a quick peck on your lips. “I’ll go now, bye bye” he waved at you before leaving and you waved back, feeling all giddy and happy inside.

You kept studying for what felt like forever, but glad that you managed to finally focus more and make more notes that you thought were important for the test.

The cafe was quite empty that day to be midterms period but it was like the universe was preparing the ground for Changbin to finally confront yn.

“Hyung!” Jeongin waved to his friend, who smiled and walked over to him. “What are you doing here? Want some coffee?”

“Hey, kiddo. I’m looking for yn. Are they here?” Jeongin squinted his eyes at his friend, he was aware of the whole situation between the two. “I have something to deal with them”

“Hyung if you’re going to fight with them…”

“I won’t” Changbin assured the younger one. “I just… it’s a long story. I need to talk to them. Are they here?” Jeongin pointed to the table where you were almost laid down on top of your books.

The boy took a few breaths and walked in your direction.

He sat in front of you, not saying a word, he didn’t want to disturb your concentration. He had to admit to himself that your face really helped him fall for the fake you. And seeing you there, moving and being your real self made him realize that if he had the chance to meet the real you, he’d fall the same way. The way your eyes scanned the words in the paper, stopping to make notes, your hands grabbing the pen like it was the last opportunity for you to study. How your lips were slightly open and plumped and from time to time you’d whisper the words to yourself, mouthing the lines you were reading, the ones you were writing like it helped you memorize. Once in a while, you’d stop to wet your lips and bite the lower one in concentration, especially when you were doodling some parts that were better explained in graphic form.

You finally took a deep breath in and raised your head to look for your coffee and take a sip, getting scared of meeting a shy Changbin.

“Whoa there, dude! You scared me!” you chuckled, putting your hand on your chest to calm the rapid beatings.

“Sorry, didn’t want to disturb your studying so I waited for you to stop” he said, a shy smile on his lips. You had never seen a shy Changbin, that was an odd scene in front of you. Not only because he was shy but because he was talking to you. “Can… can we talk? Please?” his voice came lower and more cracked than he expected, announcing his nervousness to you.

“Sure. It’s everything okay? You seem nervous”.

“It’s because I am” you nodded, a silent way of saying for him to speak. “First of all, I wanna start apologizing for the way I’ve been treating you, I was very rude and immature with you. So, sorry for that”

“It’s okay” you took the last sip of your now cold coffee and smiled at him. “I confess that at first I was sad because I felt like it was out of nowhere but then I realized it was better if I didn’t pay attention to that”

“That’s why I came to talk to you. It wasn’t out of nowhere. At least for me” you tilted your head to the side, questioning him like a cute puppy and he couldn’t help but think that deep inside his brain. “You see… we dated for three months”

“WE WHAT?” you asked a little louder than you should and immediately apologized to the other few students.

“I mean, it wasn’t you you per se, it was a catfish using your face” you got lost for words, not in a million years have you imagined someone would use you as a catfish but here we are, sitting right next to a victim of said catfish. You signed him to keep going.

Changbin spent a good few minutes explaining how it all started, what the person did, how he felt, shy he acted the way he acted, and on and on. You listened to him carefully, trying not to get lost in the details. And things started to make sense to you.

You felt bad for him, really bad. Not only he was tricked, but also he lost real money in this. You couldn’t help but feel guilty about this whole situation. It was your face after all.

“And how did you find out it wasn't me? Did Hyunjin tell you?”

“No, it was Hongjoong actually. He came after me last class and asked me if you had done something to me, and then I told him” you let a little “oh” and nodded to the man, “Wait. Hyunjin knew?” you nodded.

“I mean, he kept asking me about you the day we went out and I told him I had met you this semester, so I guess he did knew. Only if he’s too dumb to join the points”

“Oh right, the date. Are you guys a thing?” he spoke before his brain could register. “Sorry, didn’t mean to-”

“It’s okay” you cut him with a smile. “We’re not official or anything. We’re just… seeing each other” he nodded. “Why? Are you jealous?” you asked with a smirk, provoking him and poking his chest. “You fell for my face after all” you put your hands under your face and exaggeratedly bat your lashes at him, making him chuckle at you.

“Come on, I fell for your fake personality, your face didn’t help at all” you both laughed at the situation, finally glad that you could send the elephant in the room home.

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