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warnings: cursing, suggestive comments
all of the bonten boys were sitting down in the dinner room after dinner and a meeting. they just got off a zoom call with their manager when sanzu opened his mouth to ask. question.
"when the fuck did you and y/n become a thing?" sanzu asked.
"a few days ago." rindou shrugged, as if it was nothing. he honestly wasn't paying attention, too focused on texting his new 'girlfriend'.
"didn't y'all like dispise each other a few weeks ago." mochi asked.
"things change." rindou chuckled, his entire focus on his phone.
favorite idiot: i changed your name in my phone just in case someone sees you texting me
rinrin <3: yours is favorite idiot and i'm not changing it
favorite idiot: ofc you wouldn't 🙄 we also should probably start texting like a couple…for the same reason..can you come to ikea with me tmmw too?
rinrin <3: does y/n want me to start calling her princess and sweetheart?
rinrin <3: sure, why not. i want a new bed anyways. what time do you want me to get you?"
favorite idiot: how about 1pm? we can get food after
rinrin <3: sounds good to me
favorite idiot: could you just not bring your motorcycle? i've never been on one before
rinrin <3: awww what're you scared?
favorite idiot: ngl, yes
rinrin <3: don't worry princess, you can hold on to me if you need to
favorite idiot: you promise?
"what has you smiling over there, loveboy?" ran asked his brother. when he didn't get a response, he calmly walked over behind him and stood, looking over his shoulder. "oooh your favorite idiot is texting you."
"fuck off ran." rindou said, shying his phone away.
"how did you get a girlfriend before us?" kokonoi asked. "especially one as fine as y/n. that girl would've got all the work."
"dude. don't talk about his girl like that." kakucho said to his friend.
"i'm just saying, y/n is probably the sexiest woman i've ever seen in my fucking life." koko shrugged. “lucky i didn’t get a hold of her. would’ve fucked fucked the life out of-“
"she got any single friends?" takeomi asked, cutting off his much vulgar housemate, “someone who isn’t in a relationship.”
"katara is sing-"
"dibs." ran said before rindou could even finish his sentence.
"what the fuck, no fair!" koko said.
"hey, dibs is dibs." mikey finally spoke before going back to his ramen.
"katara is so fine." mochi said. "two pretty best friends."
"stay off tiktok." takeomi laughed.
rindou quietly walked away as the group continued the conversation. something about koko's words made him...angry. for all everyone know, you were his. "fucking asshole." he muttered before starting grand theft auto 5 on his ps5. "hitting on my girl."
his girl? that made him freeze as the thought crossed his mind. everyone thinks that y/n was his girl. not ran's, not haru's, not even mikey's.
rinrin <3 : come see me baby. i miss you.
hopefully that didn't sound too cheesy. oh god, she's not gonna respond-
favorite idiot: okay rin. i miss you too.
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"you okay?" y/n asked. as soon as she had arrived to the gaming house, rindou practically dragged her to his room before shutting the door.
"yeah." rindou said before the realization of what he did hit him. he tried to hid the blush of embarrassment that grew on his face before he spoke. "i know this isn't exactly apart of our agreement but i just, i dunno, was lonely."
"ypu don't have to say that, rin. you need me , call me. kay?" you reassured him. “we’re still friends right? i mean, you can call me for anything.”
“yeah, okay.” he mumbled, a feeling he’s never felt bubbling in his chest. “sorry for scaring you.”
"it’s okay rin, i swear. wanna play minecraft?"
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Best and Worst of both worlds (part 7)
Tw: vomiting, sick reader, implications that the housemates r jerks before, imo boring chapter just some comfort for sickness times
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part 8
You can barely get out of bed.
That means you didn't get to clean up your post-exam clutter. Making the entire room miserable and almost unhabitable. You couldn't sleep because you had a terrible fever, needing to eat a couple of paracetamols to cool yourself down.
Anything that goes in your mouth comes back up. You wouldn't want to waste your food anymore, so you simply stopped eating.
You woke up to loud knocking, borderline banging on your door and to the voice of your housemate. She's yelling about someone being here to see you.
That can't be right. Why would anyone want to visit you? You're not asking this in a self depreciating way, but in a logical sense where you knew no one knew you're suffering from food poisoning.
Except...
Realization dawns upon you when you hear a series of softer knocks. You heard Yves's muffled voice from the outside, asking you to open the door for him.
You checked your phone. It's four in the afternoon. He should still be at the library, why is he here?
Then your focus went to the notification banner about the four missed calls he left.
"(Name)? It's Yves. You haven't been answering my calls. I'm worried about you."
The last person you want to see now is goddamn fucking Yves. Yesterday already took a toll on you, having him over is going to worsen the illness- if the fever didn't fry your brain, the stress would.
You refused to answer, covering your head with your pillow as he continued to knock.
Eventually though, he stopped. The walls are thin so you could hear him ask your housemate about you. She said you were hurling all night, keeping everyone awake. They witnessed you trying to eat a cooked packet of instant noodles, but you immediately threw it all up the moment you swallowed a forkful.
"I see." You hear him reply. "May I see the kitchen?" He asked.
She was taken aback by the request, a kitchen shared by 7 other students isn't going to be the cleanest. There was a pause before she told him that it was messy.
"That does not matter." He responded. You heard a sigh and she verbally told him to go ahead.
You're sure he knows what the condition of it is. He was there yesterday for the trash bags. You wonder what business he has there.
When you hear him walk away from your bedroom door, you force yourself and your aching muscles to creep out of your room. Planning to eavesdrop on his conversation.
"Is this all they eat?" His voice echoed through the hallway.
"Yes. I literally have never seen them eat anything else. Maybe the occasional cold pizza slice or two, but that's it. I don't think they even own a frying pan. Sometimes I wonder how that bastard is still alive." Ouch. A simple Yes would suffice. Why did she have to air your dirty laundry like that?
You heard the fridge open.
"Yeah, this was supposed to be their side of the fridge, but it was always empty. So we used it as a spare." Yves hummed in response.
You rushed back into your room when you heard his heels begin to strike the floor. Quietly shutting the door and tucking yourself into your bed.
Perhaps he's giving up, you're not coming out of your-
You stared wide eyed as the knob twisted by itself.
You forgot to lock your door. Shit, you fucking forgot to lock your door.
You heard one last set of calm knocking and Yves voice: "(name), I'm coming in."
He pushed it open and you see his tall, slender frame coming into view. His hair is flowy and luscious as usual, clear skin and pristine makeup on his beautiful face. While you look like crap. And your room looks like crap, you can barely see the floor.
You gape at the square of translucent hydrocolloid dressing on the back of his hand. Looks like his burn yesterday started to blister.
"Damn! You live like this?" Your housemate expressed her disbelief when her eyes landed on the clothes, indiscernible between used and washed, strewn all over the place. The opened drawers and stacks of empty cups.
You hid under your blanket, you told her to shut up and get the fuck out of your room.
"Alright, you're a grump cause you're sick. But just so you know, you're still on garbage duty this week." She responded.
You groan, telling her that you knew that already. You told her to go away. But she doesn't respect you, none of your housemates do.
"Could you excuse us, please?" Yves politely dismissed her. She agrees and leaves your room immediately. Yves closes the door to maintain some privacy.
You remained hidden under the sheets, not wanting him to see you so vulnerable.
"You poor thing." He sighed. You felt the bed dip as he sat on the edge. He gently peeled the blanket off your head, using the other hand to stroke your hair.
"You haven't eaten today, have you?" The fingers running through your grimy hair was... comforting. Too comforting, perhaps. You involuntarily started tearing up and crying, being reminded of a simpler time in your life. It brought back the feelings of security and safety, which you haven't felt in such a long while. You forgot how it felt, and it felt extremely good.
He stopped his caresses, but rested his hand on your scalp.
You told him you didn't mean to weep. You had no idea what has gotten into you. However, you're sure you're crying because of the state of your room and how two people had to see it- which includes someone with opinions you value very much: Yves.
He continued his affectionate touches as tears kept falling from your eyes.
No further words were exchanged between the two of you. Yves kept you company until you fell asleep from his rhythmic stroking. He pressed a kiss on your forehead before standing back up.
Yves sets his bag on your bed, he gets to work picking up stray articles of clothing from the floor. He dropped them all into your laundry basket in a messy pile.
Yves picked it up with no effort and carried it on his hip. He left your room and headed towards the basement, where the dryers and washing machines are kept. He knows where it is despite no one ever telling him.
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You woke up with a jolt, thinking that Yves intruding your room was just a crazy fever dream.
Except, the presence of his unique luxury bag is right next to you. Scanning your surroundings, you definitely can tell Yves made his mark here.
You can see the floor again, you didn't know that it's that shiny and clean. All your clothes are missing and the corners are clear of any old trash. Everything you own is organized neatly, the shelves are displaying their respective categories in order. Your desk was wiped down and your textbooks arranged by colour.
Your room is unrecognizable, it wasn't even this nice when you first moved in.
Yves is nowhere to be found. You weakly got up and dragged yourself to the door. Locking yourself in and Yves out.
You always wondered what is in that bag. It seems to be carrying an impossible amount of items. Though, he uses a briefcase for his laptop and notes on weekdays, it's impressive that he managed to fit an umbrella in this small bag among other things.
You opened it and began rummaging through.
A lipstick, a compact mirror, disposable wet wipes, a hydrating facial spray, dry facial tissues, a hairbrush, his phone, a tin of breath mints, his oddly thin wallet- it made sense, the rich wouldn't carry around wads of cash. Only cards; An army Swiss knife, bandaids, a rectangle of a foldable grocery bag...
A set of keys attached to his car fob, a pen, some unidentifiable medication; it's printed in a foreign language, a case containing his reading glasses, another case that contains his sunglasses, portable eating utensils, a bottle of hand sanitizer, disinfectant spray, a power bank, charging cables, a portable fan, a hand fan, electronic ear buds, ear plugs...
Your jaw dropped in disbelief as you kept finding more things; perfume, a scrunchie, a couple of hair ties, sun screen, ointment, his reusable stainless steel thermal cup, lip balm, a face mask, portable paper soap, a stack of sticky notes and of course, an umbrella.
You dug deeper and found out that he's also hiding a scarf in there!
All that with heaps of space to spare, it doesn't look bulky from outside or in. You tried lifting it up by the handles, but it felt like you were trying to lift a barbell with one hand. It was bizarre how he could find what he wanted in the nick of time with all these things. Granted, it was neatly partitioned before you searched through it- oh. You messed up his system.
Shit! You're going to embarrass yourself again!
Well, you still have time. The door is locked and he isn't here yet, you could try putting it back.
You heard the door knob rattle. That must be him, he can't possibly get in right?
Your blood turned to ice when you heard the jingling of some keys. Of course, it's Yves. He would know to take your own keys with him. You heard him unlock your door.
You panicked and tried to hop out of bed, so you could barricade the door with something. But while doing so, you knocked the bag off the bed and made the contents of it spill out.
You let out a distressed yelp, his ten million things spread out all over the floor, some rolled under your bed.
"Did I startle you? I apologize." He came in with a laundry basket filled with freshly washed clothes. They're dry and warm to the touch. The basket looks noticeably clean too. Did he scrub it down? The dust and mold are gone, it went back to looking brand new.
You began apologizing, saying that you didn't mean to knock his bag down. You saw that as a potential escape from getting caught snooping around.
"No, it was my fault to leave it near the edge. It was bound to fall." He set the basket down and calmly began picking his belongings off the floor.
You let out a discrete sigh of relief. You're off the hook.
But obviously he knows what you did. His scarf shouldn't even be out of his bag, as he packed it at the bottom. His keys, lipstick and wallet should be the first to leave, yet it remained safely in the toppled bag because you flipped everything upside down while being a nosy person.
Plus, it was zipped up in the first place.
If he didn't want you peering in, he would have hidden it under your bed.
You got down on your knees and helped him collect the items. You dumped it back into the handbag, but Yves nonchalantly pulled it all back out to organize them himself.
"Thank you." He stood back up and securely placed it on your nightstand.
He turned to you and crowded you against the bed. Yves slid his hands under your chin, where the pulse is, checking your temperature by touch. You flinch and squirm because you're ticklish, but he paid no mind to it.
"You're having a fever." He noted. You release a baited breath when he lets you go, reaching for something inside his handbag.
You watch him unscrew the lid of his thermos cup. There isn't any particular Colour to the liquid. But there was a faint fruity scent emanating from it. The ice cubes bob around the mystery fluid. He also produced a metal straw which he plunged into the drink, you must have missed it when you were rummaging through.
He popped two tablets of paracetamol out of a blister pack and brought them to your lips. It's better to just let him feed you, so you took it in your mouth.
"Take small sips." He brought the straw to you.
The beverage is... salty. And sweet. It's sickeningly fragrant for a drink that's supposed to be enjoyable. Except it's not, it's an electrolyte solution he prepared to make up for the ones you lost. The coldness saved it.
You didn't realize how thirsty you were, he placed the cup in your hands before walking back to the laundry hamper. He opened a drawer and began folding your clothes into a neat stack.
You're starting to think he just likes silence. He has a perfectly functioning pair of expensive earbuds, but he doesn't use them neither does he want to initiate a conversation with you.
You put your drink away and flopped down onto your bed. You picked up your phone and decided to check your notifications.
You received a number of messages from the group chat with your housemates.
"(name) u gotta get ur bestie to visit more cuz this is the cleanest the kitchen has ever been!!!"
Attached to it is a series of before and after pictures of the entire house. You almost couldn't recognize the place, it was tidy and sparkling clean.
The rest of your housemates agreed in text, telling you that he was such a pleasant conversationalist.
"oh ya idk if hes still here but he made a massive pot of congee for u, its a fuckin banger u should try it" "Damn u lucky as hel to have him take out da trash on ur behalf, that shit was nasty and he did it without gloves too" "His car is still outside, he has got to be here." "oh shiiiittt hes gotta be LOADEDDD with a hot ride like that. where did u find him??" "Omg!! I need his recipe!! Can you ask him for it, pretty please, (name)? Maybe his number too??" "lawlz not u being hornyz on main" "lmaoo fuckin simp" "im not!! :(( he's just so sweet and handsome, im not stealing their man or anything, i just wanna get to know him!! you guys are just mean!!" "whatever u say president desperate"
You read all their text messages that devolved into banterings, looks like all your housemates know him now. You wonder what he talked about with them. What was there to talk about?
You were brought back to reality when you heard him shut the draw. He left your room once more to retrieve something.
Your phone pinged, alerting you of another text message.
"BRUH hes really still here"
Shortly after, you received a picture taken in the kitchen. Looks like the photographer tried to be subtle from its angle.
The photo showed Yves's back as he scoops something from a pot into a bowl, using a metal ladle.
"shit (name) how did u pull such a fine man It's literally 9pm rn" "What time did he come here tho?? Ik i came home at 6 and i saw him mopping the floor" "like 4pm" "FIVE HOURS ?? (NAME) TELL UR BESTIE HES WELCOME HERE ANYTIME WE WILL OPEN THE DOOR FOR HIM"
At least they seem to be less of pricks to you than before, all thanks to Yves. But it's such a shame that it took a good-looking servicing stranger to get them to act nice towards you.
"(Name), you have to eat something." You looked up from your cracked screen to see Yves holding a bowl of steamy congee. He pulled the chair from your desk and sat next to your bed.
"Sit up straight." He caressed the small of your back. You complied with his command while he stacked your pillows to make a backrest.
It has a mild, pleasantly savoury aroma.
He fed you by the spoonful agonizingly slow, you're horrified that you're now used to this gesture. It isn't something you feel flustered about, it just feels... right. It feels normal and it's as if he's done this for your entire life.
You're getting more comfortable with him and that scares the fuck out of you.
You're surprised that it's not making you want to hurl, the meal is actually bettering your stomach and you wanted to eat more even after finishing the entire bowl. It's definitely bland in your dictionary, since it's only seasoned with salt, pepper and freshly made chicken stock. But it was heavenly. And its the only thing you can stomach now.
You asked for more. You were shocked when your request is denied.
"You're full. You are going to vomit if I give you more. That's enough for now, I'll give you another bowl an hour later." He dabbed the corners of your mouth with a facial tissue.
You froze.
He is right. You are full. You wanted more because it tasted great, but you would have thrown it all up again.
It's eerie how he knows you better than you know yourself. And this is only the third time you have spoken to him. This doesn't seem right, does it?
Yves left your room once more to keep the dishes away. Predictably, the group chat blew up with astonished reactions that Yves appeared right before their eyes again.
You massaged your forehead, wondering if you should have been a bit more firm in saying no to Yves. But he just makes you so weak against him.
You checked the time and the digits turned from 9:59pm to 10:00pm.
It's getting very late.
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HOUSEMATES [k.s.m] [f][m] MDNI***
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Warnings: cursing , smut , alludes to sex
Content: moving out for the first time is hard but it’s even harder when your apartment seems to be double booked and that too with a man like Kim seungmin
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“Yes mom I’ve checked everything it’s safe don’t worry… no I haven’t met my neighbors I just got here- yes I know -I will “ you spoke as you walked the hallway of the apartment complex , it was your first time moving out and the nerves and tension was high not for just you but for your parents too “ mom it’s fine - yes I’ll show you what it looks like when I move in “ you said approaching the elevator “ hold the lift please” you called out phone pressed to your ear as you scrambled with your box waving whoever was in the elevator to keep it open .
You smile curtly at the man in the lift thanking him for holding it open for you , he was handsome to say the least , brown hair , glasses that fell just on the bridge of his nose and pretty hands however you were cut out of your dazed state by your mother screaming at you from the other end of the phone . Your eyes squeezed shut as you moved it further away from your ear her voice booming on the other endangering both you and the man in the elevators hearing
“Yes I get it don’t worry mom it’s going to be fine “ you said rolling your eyes her worry was understandable but it seemed she was pushing it a bit too far teetering on the end of being overly worried ,you sighed listening to her ramble about inexpensive markets near you and places that sold fresh vegetables as the elevator stopped on your floor you walked out first the man shortly following behind you .
Weird you thought probably just a coincidence but one too many turns later leading you both to the same door proved that this was indeed not a coincidence. Apartment 32D that’s what it said on your key and so did it on his , you stared at him in awe “ I uh rented out apartment 32. “ you said watching his confused face grow even more confused “ I rented apartment 32 D too …” He said showing you his Keys .
The landlord waved you both off telling you to just settle and work something out , live togther or don’t stay here at all she didn’t really care but neither you nor seungmin could afford to live elsewhere so it was decided that you and Kim seungmin would share the apartment for as long as your lease held up . Kim seungmin wasn’t a terrible housemate , he was clean and neat , often did the grocery shopping making sure to stock up on snacks you like and doing his own laundry, his only downfall was his snarky personality that he seemed to let flow so freely . It started off with small remarks , funny ones really but soon grew to absolutely annoy you leaving you with no resolve . “ Seungmin can you take out the trash “ you called from your room hoping he was somewhere in the apartment “ it’s Thursday “ you bellowed” we can’t miss trash day again “ you said ensuring your camera and microphone was muted during your online lecture “ Kim seungmin “ you whined “ I know you’re free “ you said now trying to Stick your head out the side of the door but being met with no avail.
You stood up walking out clad in your sleep shorts and sweater finding a very comfortable seungmin perched on the couch bowl of cereal in one hand tv remote in the other playing the latest reruns of some soap opera he was way too invested in . You sighed snatching the remote from his hand “ are you deaf or are you just ignoring me “ you started . His eyes never leaving the tv as he replied “ I’m busy “ .. busy? Busy was the last thing he was distressed tshirt , messy hair and pajama pants didn’t seem very busy .
“Seungmin it’s Thursday please take the trash out I’m in the middle of class “ you whined stomping around like a kid throwing a tantrum “ not my problem “ he replied in a taunting tone , your ears perked up at the mention of your name from you lecturer dashing to your room leaving seungmin plopped infront of the tv . You huffed and heaved as you pulled the large trash bag out of the apartmyfoor and too the shoot in the hall, dusting your hands off it was finally done , all the whining was for nothing seeing you had to do it yourself , you approached the apartment door twisting the door knob only to be met with retaliation as Your body bounced back from the force … locked , it was locked “ SEUNGMIN “ you howled fists clanking agaisnt the wooden door , seungmin stuck his head out the gap only big enough for just that as he smiled at you
“Something wrong” he asked flashing you a smile as your eyebrows knitted together “ seungmin let me in I’m not even dressed properly “ you said watching as his eyes raked over your legs landing on your thighs “you look fine “ he said smiling brightly before resuming to lock the door “seungmin please “ you begged as you noticed the elevator bell dinging off loading people into the building
You smiled awkwardly greeting the people who eyed you up and down like a charity case “ I live here “ you said smiling politely after being met with a scoff from one of the residents . After much retaliation seungmin caved and opened the door “ do you have any idea how embarrassing that was “ you started off watching as he walked away with you trailing behind him “ they looked at me like I’m crazy “ you said watching as he resumed his comfortable position on the couch looking oh so cuddly and oh so soft . Stupid seungmin. Stupid handsome seungmin . “ serves you right for wearing those slutty shorts around the house “ he said eyes never leaving your thighs “slutty !? These aren’t even that bad “ you said feighing an exaggerated sigh . Seungmin stood up inching closer to you watching as you walked pressing your back Into the wall “ do you think they’re appropriate” he asked pulling on the band of your shorts as his fingers trailed against the flesh of your hips “ I mean they are really short “ he spoke bitting his bottom lip watching the way your thighs caused the bottoms to roll up as you squeezed them together , seungmin backed away leaving you pressed against the wall “take Keys with you next time “ he said walking into his room leaving you plastered and flustured agaisnt the wall .Seungmin always bugged you he made it his personal mission to annoy you at any given moment throughout the day regardless of the circumstances. Breakfast he was there meddling with the settings in the toaster ulitmately leading to you burning your toast tutting at you when you sulked “poor thing , can’t even use the toaster right can you “ , during your class he was there rearranging the apartment causing loud scraps and grunts to be heard in the background of your lectures usually leaving you to be met with a sweaty seungmin “ you’re staring “ he’d say as he collected the bottom of his shirt to wipe his forehead leaving his tummy on display and ..even when you showered seungmin was there running the hot water in the kitchen draining it from the bathroom leaving you’re surrounded by spurts of ice cold water “ be nice and maybe I’ll stop if you beg well enough ” became the sentence he raked through your brain often leaving you in the cold water longer just so he could hear you beg on the verge of tears as you pleaded with him. Seungmin loves annoying you it was his favorite task of the day that and his trips to the coffee shops downtown in winter , he couldn’t find joy like that anywhere else although it confused him as to why you never caught on , surely you didn’t think he was doing this for nothing? I mean you couldn’t be that dense .Today was your final straw after letting the hair dye you’ve been talking about recently sit on the roots of your hair in an attempt for a touch up to your terrible dye job courtesy of seungmin you thought you would be in the clear for a nice hot shower , you stepped in rising the product out of your hair watching as it disappeared down the drain when the pipes rustled, cold water overcoming your body ruining your once hot shower surrounding you in waves of cold . You cursed out grabbing your towel wrapping it around you as you stormed into the kitchen “ seungmin what the fuck” you said watching the culprit leaning against the counter top as if he was innocent , the reminents of water dripped down your legs , and your arms leaving your skin with a sheen in the light surrendering seungmin completely speechless . “Can I take one fucking shower where you don’t fuck shit up” you said your tone harsh , you were angry, who wouldn’t be . Seungmin tilted his head in confusion he never meant to make you angry you never did get angry before was this your end point?did you hate him?
Seungmin couldn’t cast away the way you looked at him earlier eyes dark and angry as your hands balled into fists , he thought you looked delicateable , skin so soft and hair perfectly coating your shoulders but he couldn’t help but feel bad , laying in bed that night restless and upset at his own actions and what they caused you , lugging himself out of bed he walked to your room door knocking briefly to be met with a groggy “ come in”
Followed by a “ it’s 3 in the morning seungmin” as he waddled towards your bed sitting on the edge of it
“ I’m sorry “ he started the words seemed so foreign to his mouth that he almost couldn’t bare to say it “ I’m sorry I took things too far “ you sat up rubbing the sleep from you eyes , your outburst long forgotten as you looked at him confused “ what..” you mumbled your words slurring together “ what are you talking about “ you said squinting at him in the dark trying to make ,
Out the features on his face “I upset you and I’m sorry “ he said head held in his hands as if he committed the biggest crime ever and was now repenting for his sins you sighed crawling over to him gently placing your hand on his back” I was upset but I’m okay now you don’t have to apologize “ you said drawing light circles on the expanse of his back ignnightinv the skin underneath him in a wave of warmth as you touched him “it’s not yn” you shifted closer to him “ it’s not I do these things because I like you “ “I’m an idiot “ he sighed
Rubbing his temples as your hand stilled “ you like me ?” You asked the words coming out of your mouth hushed and quiet barely heard by either of you .seungmin tensed up he let it slip he didn’t plan on letting it slip but it just flowed so freely out of his mouth that he now had no where to escape to “yea I do a lot actually since I first saw you to be honest “ he said now smiling at you , he might as well commit worst that could happen is you moving out calling him a creep and never wanting to see him again
You were lost for words all these months you thought seungmin bugged you just because he didn’t like you but here he was hunched over your bed in what looked like the comfiest sweater hair tussled and his hands slightly sweaty , you laughed , a smile tugging on your lips as you threw your head back . Seungmin looked up at you a pained look on his face , we’re you laughing at him? At his confession he couldn’t believe it , his eyes searched wildly across your face for any signs of interpretation as to why you were laughing
You wiped a tear from your eye looking at seungmin throwing your arms around his neck engulfing him in a hug “ you’re right you are an idiot Kim seungmin” you said holding him as close as you could “ I thought you hated me , I thought I was going crazy for liking you I can’t believe it I was so dense “ you said watching as seungmins cheeks coated with a light flush “ you like me too?” He asked his eyes wide
You nodded cupping his face between you hands “ I like you too … a lot actually “ you said kissing the expanse of his forehead as his eyes fluttered shut . Seungmins breathe ragged , unstableness taking over as he stares into your eyes , they were warm and inviting under the blue hue of the moon that crept in through your curtains , he smiles bring your face closer to his latching his lips on to yours moving them across the witdth of your neck , your head fell back his lips pressed against the sensitive skin too soft causing your brain to short circuit . Your hands gently threaded through his hair as he placed his mark on you moving and alternating between your shoulders and your collar bones “ min” you sighed basking in the feeling of his lips he hummed against your skin the feeling overwhelming you as you held him closer his hands running across your thigh gripping and squeezing as much as he could .
His hands hovered over your core , the wet patch catching his attention seungmin slipped his hand between your thighs , your arousal coating his fingers as he laid his fingers on your clothed covered clit . You moaned out seungmins presence engulfing you completely leaving you feeling like he was everywhere but no where all at once “please ..” your words were mumbled into the darkness of your room as seungmin crawled between your legs “please what .. use your words or have you forgotten how to “ he teased placing a kiss at your hip before sliding your shorts off of your legs discarding them somewhere on the floor. “ please touch .. “ you spoke breathless and panting from the feeling of his breath against your wet core he hummed “ poor thing you’re so gone you can’t even form a proper sentence “ he said watching your lust filled eyes glisten in the light . “Don’t worry ..I’ll take good care of you “
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Pairing: [Joker] Jack Naiper x reader
Pronouns: he/him
Fandom: DC
Quote: “Call me Joker.”
Description: Y/n gets a new housemate.
Disclaimer: Boring story, the story and Joker is just completely based on Chaz frome When You Are Engulfed in Flames by David Sedaris. The chapter is called The House. Great book. Recommend, but this story is almost exactly like that.Joker comes off creepy. It doesn’t really clarify if y/n really likes Joker. Joker is referred to as Jack. And cigarettes.
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An old building, it was. An old building, but y/n found it homey. An old building, filled with crazy people, and cluttered with antiques. It was more of just a big house. Y/n has lived there for awhile, it wasn’t the best place, but he couldn’t complain. He usually kept to himself, not talking with anyone that much.
He did know the drama. For instance, he knew that a student was moving out to go to college. He also knew someone was moving in. A guy named Jack, and y/n so happened to see him in the hall. No, he wasn’t moving in, he was just renting the room. He wasn’t to stay permanently, at least, that’s what y/n thought.
“You wanna help?” He asked.
Y/n didn’t talk much to him, he kinda just examined the man. He was slender, and handsome. He looked perfect, so y/n started to try and focus on his flaws. He has freakishly pale skin. His yellow teeth. But if you asked y/n, he found those things more appealing.
“You looking for something?” Jack asked, he had a cheeky smile.
Y/n didn’t respond. He just went on talking about something else. Jack wasn’t the nicest. He was pretty rude.
“Anyways, I don’t have to chit-chat.” And then he walked away.
He liked to do that. Leave the conversation early, like he wasn’t the one to start it. It was kind of annoying, but y/n couldn’t do anything about it.
Before Jack, everything was quiet. Now, the day consists of old 90’s rock music. It’s not that bad, it’s good music, but all day? It was annoying. Sometimes, Jack would come to see y/n. Knocking on his door asking for a cigarette. Y/n would cave in, handing him one, and Jack would stand there and smoke it. Y/n had to stand at his doorway and watch. Jack would complain about y/n’s room. Y/n didn’t think anything was wrong with his room. It’s clean. It’s neat. But Jack didn’t think so.
The longer Jack lived there, the more things y/n started to notice. Jack lost his job, supposedly because he was too good for it. Y/n doesn’t really know if he got another one.
Jack began to knock on y/n’s door more often. He had no care in the world for the time. He’d always have so many stories or some stupid conversation to say. Y/n tiredly listen.
Jack wasn’t the most stable person, and they came more apparent when he’d angrily throw stuff out his window, or break something and spread all of the pieces around staring at it. Sometimes you’d see him with a beat up face, he’ll say he got in a fight and won, other’s say he got jumped.
A lot of times when y/n would open the door, Jack would drag y/n out of the wrong, by aggressively grabbing his arms. Jack would control each of his limbs as a puppet. That was when it clicked something was seriously wrong with this guy. Y/n didn’t notice as fast as he’d like, maybe he thought someone so good and clean looking could be so lost.
Jack would even go as far as shoving notes under y/n’s door. They were creepy and unsettling. “I can die and be born again on the same day.” or “You’re my favorite, I’d keep you.” The writing was if it was written from blood. The dark red ink (If it was ink) was off putting. Y/n heard he didn’t to someone else in the house too, but it wasn’t as bad. That was when the landlord told him to leave. Jack had no choice but to agree.
Someone had come by to get his stuff and had said he was put into a mental institution. Said that he was schizophrenic. y/n wasn’t shocked, in fact he felt a little sympathetic, and even went to see him one time. “I knew you loved me. That’s why you were my favorite.” He’d say.
“Yeah, yeah. Keep it to yourself, Jack.” Y/n grumbled.
“Call me Joker.” He said and it seemed more of a threat than a request.
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It is time to Resurrect Stucky!
Reclists Part 4
Back in December, the call was put out for fans to create a Stucky Renaissance on Tumblr. We at Stucky Bingo are all about our two favorite centenarians and participants for this event helped to create a series of reclists for all of our fellow Stucky enthusiasts to enjoy.
This reclist is dedicated to Fanfics to the One-Shots. The Fics that give up a great, quick(ish) hit of Stucky. And they are safe to read at work!
#BeGayDoCrime by Peredur (Teen, 548) Steve's getting out of the Army... And out of the closet too
Saké It To Me by Kalee60 (Teen, 8.2k) Being roped into speed dating was not how Bucky imagined spending his Friday night, especially when he realises some of these people might just be a little bit over his pay grade. But then Steve sits down, gorgeous, friendly and full of genuine warmth. Within mere minutes he manages to completely charm the pants off Bucky (or so his future self hopes). So why then, after such a strong connection, didn't Steve call him? Cue some self indulgent pining, a meddling housemate and his redhead accomplice, unintentional saké misuse and a surprise revelation of super proportions.
The Sunrises in Wakanda by Girl_Back_There (General, 2.8k) The sunsets in Wakanda are unrivaled if you ask anyone lucky enough to see them and Bucky agrees. They are truly spectacular, but Bucky prefers the sunrises. The start of a new day in this life he managed to carve for himself since the fall of Hydra.
That time Steve kissed every single Avenger (and also Bucky) by SquaresAreNotCircles (Teen, 9.4k) It’s Clint who bravely breaks the silence by clearing his throat. “So, uh,” he says, “did all of you just get kissed by Captain America, or did I totally hallucinate that because I haven’t had my caffeine shot yet?”
Kiss the cold, white envelope, press my lips against his name by Girl_Back_There (Teen, 2.6k, Warnings: Minor Homophobia) Sitting in a room at the Wakandan Palace King T’Challa graciously put him in, Steve stares at a box. Its contents untouched for over 70 years now. ‘Sargent James Buchanan Barnes’ is all that is on the label. Steve sits and stares at the box of Bucky’s things trying to find the courage to open it. He couldn’t after waking up five years ago. 67 years had passed since Bucky died and it felt like he watched Bucky fall only a few weeks before. He still couldn’t open it even after SHIELD’s collapse into HYDRA two years ago. When Steve found out Bucky was still alive. But he needed to open it now to help his best friend.
Steve's Special Day by endlesstwanted (Teen, 1.8k) How Steve used to celebrate his birthday is very different to how he celebrates it now. The only thing that keeps the same is Bucky right by his side.
I'm Gonna Go, No Matter The Outcome by endlesstwanted (Teen, 2.9k, Warnings: Mild Blood) When Bucky comes back home after getting in a fight, Steve's of course fuming, but it gives them a chance to talk and get closer than they've been before. Every cloud has a silver lining after all.
Waking Next To Him by endlesstwanetd (Teen, 2,2k, Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence) As far as he can remember, Bucky has always hugged Steve searching for warmth and having his own feelings reciprocated. Sometimes they would cuddle to sleep, but Steve rarely woke up next to him. Until he did.
Stucky At Six by Andrea1717 (Teen, 7k) Steve and Bucky are best friends and for their new live show they have to pretend to date. Easy, right?
I'm not Me when You're Away by Tator (Teen, 8k, Warnings: AU: Mafia, offensive language, limb loss from mafia violence) “Didn’t know the Russians took in fags,” Abba sneered as he was drug up from the table. Ivan elbowed him in the back of the head. “You’re lucky he came. Barnes might not have been so merciful otherwise.” or the 5 times Steve kept Bucky from doing his own dirty work and the 1 time he did it for him
Point and Click by Girl_Back_There (Teen, 823) It's James-Freaking-“Bucky”-Barnes and Steve may actually faint when the object of his affection seeks him out.
Spice, spice, baby by nicoline1998enilocin (Teen, 1.2K) It is the first day of the fall season, which is officially Steve's favorite time of the year. From the leaves changing color to getting to wear warm, cozy sweaters, and from the rainy days inside to strolling through New York with Bucky after said rain, he will never get enough of this time of the year.
Perfectly imperfect by nicoline1998enilocin (Teen, 1.4K) Bucky has been stressed from his missions lately, so Steve surprises him with a romantic night at home. Just the two of them and a candle-lit dinner, a massage, and some soft music. That's all Bucky could ever want, and he's very thankful to have someone as sweet and caring as Steve as his husband.
Five Times Steve Ruined My Life + One Time He Was Deemed Acceptable: a memoir by Alpine Barnes (Rogers) by Becassine, britbrit99 (General, 2.6k) I didn’t have the most auspicious start in life. Quickly abandoned by my mother—though who could blame her with five mouths to feed, and barely a dumpster to raid—I had resigned myself to death. My cruel fate. (Or, I would have done, had I had the brains to. I can be forgiven: I was, after all, only two weeks old.) But fate was foiled! My salvation came in the shape of an ex-soldier with a kind smile and blue eyes, with tousled brown hair. Bucky. My Bucky. Otherwise known as a 5+1 from Alpine's POV on Steve and Bucky's dating life. Spoiler alert: she is not impressed.
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charmsandtealeaves · 6 months
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Thank you for the tags @theresthesnitch & @annabtg. I'm finally sitting at my laptop so I can do this (and have given up with the formatting being all over the shop).
How many works do you have on AO3? 72 total, but 31 are currently hidden away in a private collection and can't be seen.
2. What's your total A03 words count?
According to the stats page 308,146 3. What fandoms do you write for?
Just HP 4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? A.) Brown Boots & Breakfast Bagels Rated M, jily AU. Complete Multichapter. Lily’s love life was a tragedy of epic proportions and she had no brilliant strategy. But a chance encounter ends in a one night stand that blows her mind and leaves her wanting more. There’s just one problem… she doesn’t even know his name.
B.) One More Sleep (currently hidden) Rated G, Sirius raising harry oneshot. Three year old Harry Potter is very eager to stay awake and catch Santa Claus delivering him presents.
C.) Call Me By Name Rated E, Jily AU. WIP Multichapter. After a not-so-great breakup with a not-so-great boyfriend, Lily comes to the conclusion that if you want something done right you have to do it yourself. Whether mechanically, hydraulically, or auditorily? She WILL find the key to that currently unreachable pleasure.
D.) Evans Guide To Quidditch (and seducing James Potter) Rated M, Hogwarts Jily, oneshot. It had all started out innocently enough, a small wager between housemates on the outcome of the Arrows Vs Catapults game over the weekend. Lily hadn't intended to let slip she knew more about quidditch than she was letting on. Or to set up a fantasy quidditch league with James, but well... what's the harm?
E.) Stripped Back To Basics Rated M, Jily AU, oneshot collab with @athenasparrow In which Petunia probably regrets telling Lily to "put herself out there." Or: A Jily "Naked Attraction" AU (YES NAKED ATTRACTION IS A REAL SHOW!!!)
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I used to respond to some comments, but these days I try to respond to everyone who comments even if it's just an emoji as a like "hi yes thank you for your comment I see you I just don't know what to say!"
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angtiest ending? I don't know if I've ever written an angst ending... nothing springs to mind anyway. 7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I think most of my fics end up with happy endings or at the very least open hopeful endings.
8. Do you get hate on fics? I wouldn't call it hate... but I did once get a couple of people debating in my comment section that Lily couldn't be friends with Sirius before dating James because it would be "taking away from jily's relationship"
9. Do you write smut. If so what kind? I don't really understand the second half of the question, but yes I do write smut.
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Nope
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I don't know if stolen is the right term, but there was a period years ago where some on my one-shots kept being posted on Instagram. Sometimes with credit, others not. 12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not that I'm aware of.
13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before? Yes! and I would love to do it again. I did Stripped Back to Basics with @athenasparrow and june jilychallenge Ice Breaker with @jamesunderwater
14. What's your all-time favourite ship? This will surprise no one, jily. 15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? Previously I would have said the fic I started over a decade ago... but I am actively trying to finish it and it is one of my publishing WIPs (we're gonna ignore the fact it's in desperate need of an update). It is currently publishing under a new name tho: Wake Me Up (When September Ends)
16. What are your writing strengths? I manage to sprinkle a little humour into most of my fics.
17. What are your writing weaknesses? Sticking to an update schedule... even though I always start with the best of intentions.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I don't think I've ever done it but I can barely English to be fair. I don't mind it in other peoples fics.
19. First fandom you wrote for? HP
20. Favourite fic you've ever written? I answered this as Stripped Back To Basics yesterday... I'm struggling to like my writing at the moment. But I enjoyed this first ever collaborative project and now Athena is a much beloved friend. tagging (and apologising if you've already been tagged): @merlins-sequined-hotpants, @uncertainwallflower, @practicecourts, @abihastastybeans
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need to know more about the top one there-- The Real World
So, it's a Stranger Things AU in which seven strangers picked to live in a house, work together, and have their lives taped, to find out what happens when people stop being polite and start getting real.
Our Cast Is Bill Hargrove Eddie Munson Will Byers Jason Carver Barb Holland Kali Prasad Chrissy Cunningham
The only part I actually have written is their intake interviews. Like the first one they do when they are selected as the cast member for the show.
And I only have these written in this format for the actual interviews. Everything else will be written as normal prose.
Eddie's interview
Producer: Hi, I’m Robin. Can you give me your name, age, and where you’re from. Contestant 2: Eddie Munson, [BLEEP] Nowhere, Indiana, and 25. Producer: What do you do for a living? Eddie: I’m in a metal band in Chicago called Corroded Coffin. We’re kick ass. And when I’m not melting faces with my band, I moonlight as a barback or bartender at the club where we play regularly. Producer: Any hopes of a record deal? Eddie: Every [BLEEP] day... that’s the dream, right? Producer: You’re not our typical demographic, so what makes you want to be on the Real World? Eddie: Fame! I have the type of personality that would thrive under the bright lights. Also, any exposure for my band is good! And ya know, new city, new people, new adventure.  Producer: Would you say your band is the most important thing to you? Eddie: I mean, I love the guys, our band and the music we make, but nah, that would be my Uncle Wayne. When I make it big with the band, the first thing I’ll do is set him up so he never has to work again. The old man has earned it. Producer: So, you’re close to your uncle? Eddie: Oh yeah, he raised me. My mom died from cancer when I was younger and my dad was in and out of jail so much that there’s no way he could keep me. Wayne stepped in and took care of me. He can be hard as nails, but he’s actually just a gruff teddy bear. *pauses* Please make sure that footage never sees the light of day cause he might kill me and there are already too many Munsons in prison. And Wayne deserves better than to rot away in a cell. Anyway, when I failed my senior year twice, I felt bad about it because I knew I had disappointed him. My final year I was diagnosed with ADHD and boy did that clear some [BLEEP] up. I passed my third and final year with a B average. Should have been medicated earlier but... ya know how it is. Some kids just slip through the cracks. *reaches inside his jacket* Can I smoke in here? Producer: No. Could damage the equipment. Eddie: Bummer *slouches in chair and bounces his knee*  Producer: Let’s talk about your potential housemates. You might be in here with people who have different religious and political views than you. Would that be a problem? Eddie: As long as they don’t treat me differently because of their beliefs, I don’t think we’ll have a problem. I don’t really believe in anything, so I’m indifferent to a lot of that [BLEEP], and I also think a two party system is [BLEEP] stupid and limiting. So, I guess I’m a live and let live type of guy unless someone starts bullying someone else about it. I won’t tolerate a bigot or a bully.  Producer: Glad to hear it. How do you feel about relationships within the house? Eddie: Relationships are more hassle than they’re worth. If someone is just looking for a good time, I’m down, but I don’t want all the touchy-feely [BLEEP]. I’m not a relationship guy. Producer: Why not a relationship guy? Eddie: Just don’t believe that relationships actually work. Every single one I’ve ever seen has ended in catastrophe. My previous relationship ended with the girl leaving town, so, ya know, not a great endorsement of the whole thing. Producer: Do you mind if we ask about your sexual orientation? Eddie: Yeah, you can ask. *pauses and smiles* I suppose the answer is... open to experiences not specifics. Producer: I suppose you’ve already answered this question but are you ready for the fame that will come with being on the show? Eddie: *grins* [BEEP] YES!
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Lee Jaehyun/Hyunjae (이 재현/현재) - Effect on you- (smut) 🔞
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⚠️ WARNING: THIS CONTENT CONTAINS SMUT SCENES AND FOUL LANGUAGE!  🔞 🔞
AUTHOR’S NOTE: (Sept 13,2022) 생일 축하해요 현재야! Happy birthday, Hyunjae! This is my one-shot fanfic for birthday boy, Hyunjae! I hope you will like it my beloved readers! &lt;3
Number of words: 13.9k
Y/N and her friend named Minji own a coffee shop and while they are assisting other customers, Minji sees someone and she approaches Y/N.
"Hey, Y/N! Your handsome best friend and housemate is here!" Minji said then Y/N stopped at what she was doing and as she saw him, she smiled at him and Minji chuckled.
“Oh! Hyunjae, you’re here! What do you want to order?” Y/N asked as she smiled.
“Hi, Y/N! I will order a dark mocha frappe, large size, please. If you are not busy, we can talk later,” Hyunjae said.
“Sure! You can take a seat first. I’ll serve your order and then we will talk to each other,” Y/N said. 
“Okay! Thanks!” Hyunjae said as he smiled. Then Hyunjae took a seat first at one of the tables and while Y/N was making his drink…
“Y/N, aren’t you still dating him? You two have been living in one apartment for two years,” Minji said then Y/N sighed.
“We are just busy with each other’s work but I don’t know if he also has the same feelings as me. Anyways, I have to finish this drink and I’ll serve it to him,” Y/N said and Minji just nodded. After a few minutes, Y/N served the drink to Hyunjae and sat across from him.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” Y/N asked.
“Well, as you know I haven’t told you about my new job, right?” Hyunjae asked and then Y/N smirked at him which made him surprised.
“Wait! Why did you smirk at me like that?” Hyunjae asked and Y/N slightly laughed.
“I already knew it, Hyunjae,” Y/N said, which shocked Hyunjae.
“WHAT? Are you sure about that? Tell me what you know,” Hyunjae said.
“You are now a porn star, right?” Y/N said as she whispered so that no one would hear them, which Hyunjae gulped at her statement.
“Shit! How did she know about my new job?” Hyunjae thought and blushed madly.
“You are right. But how did you know? Also, you didn’t tell me that you already know it and you aren’t bothered at all?” Hyunjae asked.
“Why should I be bothered? Also, that’s your chosen job and I won’t judge you. Also, it was a long story when I knew your new job but I will admit I was shocked at first,” Y/N said and both of them slightly laughed.
FLASHBACK…
While Y/N is in the apartment watching some shows on TV, Hyunjae arrives.
“Hey, Hyunjae! How’s your job application? Did it go well?” Y/N asked which made Hyunjae gulp and try to smile at her.
“Yes! To be honest, by next week I will start my job,” Hyunjae said.
“That’s great! But what’s your new job?” Y/N asked.
“Umm… I’ll tell you about my new job at the right time,” Hyunjae said.
“What? Why? Is there a problem with your new job?” Y/N asked.
“No! Don’t worry, I will really tell you about my new job next time,” Hyunjae said.
“Okay! If you are uncomfortable sharing it with me, then I’ll wait for you to open up about your new job,” Y/N said as she smiled.
“Okay! Thanks for your understanding, Y/N” Hyunjae said as he smiled back.
“No problem, Hyunjae!” Y/N said. As time goes by, Y/N is still curious about Hyunjae’s new job but there was one time, someone called their telephone from their apartment and she answered it…
THEIR CONVERSATION…
Y/N: Hello, who is this?
Unknown caller: Good morning I am Serin from Red Passion Company, may I talk to Mr. Lee Jaehyun? 
Y/N: I am sorry, but Jaehyun is not here at the moment.  What is this about? I'll tell your concern to him later when he gets home.
Serin: Please tell him that it’s about his schedule of shooting for next week and call us again so that he will know the full details of it.
Y/N: Okay! Thanks, Ms. Serin. I will surely tell him later.
Serin: Thanks! Bye!
END OF CONVERSATION.
“Schedule of shooting for what? Is he a model? Did he become an actor already? But the company’s name is really weird. Red Passion? Isn’t that kinda a naughty company name? I should research it,” Y/N said to herself and she went inside her room and opened her laptop and searched “Red Passion” and as she saw it, she was surprised because…
"Shit! Are you kidding me? It's a freaking porn website! But I don't want to believe that he will shoot for a porn video," Y/N thought and, as she decided to open the website she gulped and bit her lips as she saw that Hyunjae is in the thumbnail of the video clip.
“Fuck! I know that I’ve seen him shirtless many times in our apartment but damn! He is too hot just in this thumbnail of this video clip. So, this is why he couldn’t tell me about his new job. This is beyond my imagination. I can’t believe he will do this kind of job. Anyways, I shouldn’t tell him that I already knew this. I’ll wait for him to open up,” Y/N thought. Then at that time, Hyunjae arrived home and she quickly closed her laptop and approached him with a smile.
"Hyunjae, someone called you from the Red Passion company and her name is Serin," Y/N said, which made Hyunjae's eyes go wide.
“WHAT? Are you serious?” Hyunjae asked.
“Yes! Why? Is there a problem?” Y/N said.
“N-no! Anyways, what did Ms. Serin tell you?” Hyunjae asked.
“She just told me that you should call her again because she will tell you the details for your next week’s shooting schedule,” Y/N said.
“Is that all? Nothing else?” Hyunjae asked.
“Yes. Why? Do you expect something? Also, why do you sound so nervous?” Y/N asked.
“Me? Nervous? No! I was just really surprised that they really call on the telephone, not on the mobile phone,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh! Okay! You should call her now,” Y/N said, then Hyunjae nodded and went inside his room and closed the door.
“Shit! Will Y/N really know about that company? This is making me nervous,” Hyunjae thought. 
END OF FLASHBACK…
"So, I guess you are on a day off, right?" Y/N asked.
"Yup! I have a day off until tomorrow. So, I think we can hang out, right?" Hyunjae asked.
"Yup! I'll tell Minji that I'll be on a day off tomorrow too," Y/N said as she smiled.
“Okay! That’s great! Since I have nothing to do, I’ll help you today,” Hyunjae said.
“Huh? But you are our customer today and you should just relax,” Y/N said.
"I insist, Y/N. I'll help you wash the used cups or plates and other things that I can help with here in your coffee shop," Hyunjae said.
“Are you sure?” Y/N asked.
“Yes. I get bored if I have nothing to do,” Hyunjae said then Y/N chuckled.
“Okay! It seems you are already finished with your drink. Let’s go,” Y/N said, then Hyunjae nodded and Minji was surprised.
“Hi, Hyunjae! Why are you here?” Minji asked.
“I’ll help the two of you because I have nothing to do for today,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh! Okay!” Minji said as she smiled. Then Y/N gave an apron to him…
“Y/N, it’s okay. I don’t need an apron when washing the dishes,” Hyunjae said.
“Are you sure? But it can make your clothes dirty when you wash the dishes,” Y/N said.
“Don’t worry, I will be okay,” Hyunjae said.
“Okay! If you want to change your shirt later, I will give you an extra shirt,” Y/N said.
“Okay! Thanks, Y/N. I’ll start washing these first,” Hyunjae said then Y/N nodded. As she left Hyunjae, Minji noticed him and…
“Y/N, I am happy that he is helping us today,” Minji said.
"To be honest, I told him that he should just relax but he insisted so I just let him help us for today. By the way, I won't be here tomorrow because I will hang out with him," Y/N said.
“Oh! You will be having a date with him, huh?” Minji said.
“It’s not a date, okay?” Y/N said.
"Fine! Whatever you say," Minji said and they just continued what they were doing. As time went by, it was already 5pm and Y/N saw Hyunjae's shirt was already dirty and she approached him.
“Hyunjae, you should change your shirt now because it’s already dirty. Come with me, I’ll give you the shirt,” Y/N said then Hyunjae smiled and nodded. Y/N and Hyunjae went inside her little office.
"So this is where you and Minji are resting while your other staff is doing the work on the counter?" Hyunjae asked.
"Yup! By the way, this is the shirt," Y/N said as she gave the shirt to him and Hyunjae nodded, and while Y/N was getting something in a cabinet…
"I'll keep that shirt first in a bag. You can go to the restroom first and change there," Y/N said and when she looked at Hyunjae, he was already shirtless making Y/N blush madly and couldn't stop staring at his muscular body.
“Shit! Why didn’t he just go and change in the restroom? He is killing me!” Y/N thought. But she ended up looking away and Hyunjae noticed it and he decided to go closer to her which made Y/N’s body feel hot.
“Oh no! Why is he approaching me right now?” Y/N thought then her thoughts were cut-off when Hyunjae is already in front of her and she can still see his abs even though she is already looking down but Hyunjae decided to cage her in the cabinet which made Y/N surprised and tried to look at him and gulp.
“What are you doing now, Hyunjae?” Y/N asked then Hyunjae smirked.
"Y/N, you've already seen me shirtless many times in our apartment but why did you suddenly become nervous? Is it because you already knew that I am a porn star or should I say that you already watched one of my videos? Be honest with me, Y/N," Hyunjae asked as his face got closer to her which made Y/N shiver down her spine because of his question.
"Umm… Yes. Both of them are my reasons. So, please wear a shirt now and Minji might think we are doing something here," Y/N said then Hyunjae slightly laughed and decided to wear a shirt and gave the dirty shirt to Y/N and she arranged her things. Then at that time, when Y/N and Hyunjae came out of the office, Minji smirked at them.
“Wait! It’s not what you are thinking, Minji,” Y/N said.
“Okay! I’ll believe the two of you. Well, since it’s already 5:30pm we can now prepare for closing and as of the moment there are no customers now,” Minji said then Y/N and Hyunjae nodded and they helped each other arrange the things before they closed the coffee shop. Then after a few minutes, they finished arranging the tables and chairs and they closed the coffee shop.
“Enjoy the two of you tomorrow and also, thanks Hyunjae, for helping us today,” Minji said.
"No problem. If I have another day off I will help again next time," Hyunjae said.
“Okay! I have to go!” Minji said as she waved goodbye to them. When Minji completely left, Hyunjae drove to their apartment. As they arrive at the apartment…
“Y/N, where’s my shirt? I’ll be the one who will wash the shirt in the next few days,” Hyunjae said then Y/N gave the shirt.
“I’ll just change and let’s talk about our hang-out for tomorrow,” Y/N said then Hyunjae nodded and Y/N went to her room.
“Gosh! I can’t forget Hyunjae being very close to my face earlier,” Y/N thought as she sighed and as she went out, she was surprised because he is currently exercising and he is shirtless.
“At this time? You are still working out?” Y/N asked and Hyunjae laughed.
“Yup! Why? Are you bothered?” Hyunjae asked.
"Umm… not totally. But I told you that we will be talking about where we will hang out tomorrow," Y/N said.
"Oh! Okay! I will continue working out later," Hyunjae said then he sat beside Y/N still shirtless which made Y/N gulp at the sight of him.
“Hyunjae, can you wipe your sweat and put a shirt on first? Y/N asked, then Hyunjae laughed again.
“I’ll just wipe my sweat off but I don’t want to put a shirt on because it’s hot,” Hyunjae said as he smirked then Y/N sighed.
"Fine! Do whatever you want," Y/N said then Hyunjae just chuckled and wiped off the sweat on his face, chest, and abs which made Y/N bite her lips and Hyunjae noticed it.
“Y/N, am I having an effect on you when you watch my video?” Hyunjae asked, which made Y/N surprised and blushed madly.
“I don’t know what to say about that. Can we just talk about our hang-out for tomorrow?” Y/N asked then Hyunjae chuckled.
“I am just curious, Y/N. Because you didn’t react like this before, especially when you see me shirtless, it’s like normal for you but when you knew about my new job, you suddenly changed especially the way you stare at my body,” Hyunjae said.
“Damn! He really is a straightforward person,” Y/N thought.
“Fine! I will admit I had an effect on you. Anyways, can we just change the topic?” Y/N asked.
“Oh! I am glad she admitted it,” Hyunjae thought.
“Okay! By any chance do you want to go outside tomorrow?” Hyunjae asked.
“I wanted to go outside but it’s raining these days,” Y/N said.
"You have a point, you want us just to have a hang-out here in our apartment instead? Like a movie marathon, play some games, and just order some food delivery?" Hyunjae asked.
“It’s okay for me. I don’t know if you will be okay with that,” Y/N said.
"It's okay for me too because for the past few days I kept going somewhere for the shooting and used up all my energy," Hyunjae said which made Y/N blush at his statement.
“Used up your energy for what?” Y/N asked and Hyunjae laughed.
“I don’t know what is going on with your mind, Y/N. But I know you are not innocent anymore and also you know the answer,” Hyunjae said as he winked at her and Y/N sighed.
“Fine! You used up your energy for having sex in the shooting,” Y/N said as she blushed madly and Hyunjae slightly laughed.
"You are right! Anyways, so we will just be here hanging out and we will not go outside?" Hyunjae asked.
“Yup! Umm… by the way, I still have a question about your job,” Y/N said.
“Okay! Just ask me,” Hyunjae said as he smiled.
“Do you still meet with the girls that you had sex with in the shooting?” Y/N asked.
“Nope!” Hyunjae said.
"Are you sure? But I bet many girls that you already had sex with in the shooting have sexy bodies. Also, you don't crave having sex with those girls after you had a shooting for a porn video with them?" Y/N asked, which made Hyunjae surprised by her question.
"Wait. I am shocked by your question, Y/N. I know many of them have a sexy body but I don't crave having sex with them," Hyunjae said.
“I doubt that you don’t crave for it,” Y/N said then Hyunjae suddenly scoffed.
“I am serious, Y/N. After the shooting, I don't meet and have sex with them again. To be honest, I will crave for more if I already had sex with someone that I know because that person is always around me,” Hyunjae said as he looked at her intensely which made Y/N shiver down her spine as she heard his last statement.
“Oh shit! Is he referring to me? Or does he have other friends that are women?” Y/N thought.
“O-okay. I’ll believe you,” Y/N said.
"You really should, believe me, Y/N. Anyways, I think you are already tired. You should go to sleep now. I will still continue working out," Hyunjae said.
“Okay! Let’s have fun tomorrow,” Y/N said as she smiled.
"Okay! Good night, Y/N!" Hyunjae said as he winked at her and Y/N just blushed and went inside her room. Then before she went to sleep, she decided to check out the Red passion website and she suddenly saw an event and it said…
"For those who have a membership of this website can have a registration for the meet and greet of the porn stars in a hotel next month"
"Wow! They have this kind of event. I should check out if Hyunjae's name is already on the list," Y/N thought, and as she checked out, she saw Hyunjae's name, and she fill-out the registration form that was in the link, and then as she submitted the registration form a message popped out and it said “ Because you are the first one to register for Lee Jaehyun you will have a special night with him”
“Shit! I can’t believe I am the first one to register for him! But I am not sure about this so-called “special night”. I should ask him before the event comes,” Y/N thought and she turned off her laptop and went to sleep.
THE NEXT DAY…
Hyunjae was the first one to wake up and he decided to cook breakfast for them and he knocked on Y/N’s door.
“Y/N, Wake up! I cooked breakfast for us!” Hyunjae said.
“Okay! I’ll be right there!” Y/N said then Hyunjae went back to the dining room and waited for Y/N. When Y/N went to the dining room, she was surprised.
“Good morning, Hyunjae! You cooked all of this but it’s only breakfast, yet you cooked a lot of food already and I also thought we are gonna order some food delivery?” Y/N said, which made Hyunjae slightly laugh.
"I am thinking that the food that we can order for delivery is likely pizza, pasta, or other food that is not for lunch," Hyunjae said.
“Oh! You are right! It means the other food that you cooked can also be for our lunch?” Y/N asked and Hyunjae nodded and smiled.
"Thanks a lot, Hyunjae. This will be our first time hanging out just here in our apartment and I think it will be fun," Y/N said as she smiled back.
"Yup! I also think hanging out just here is not that bad. Anyways, let's eat now," Hyunjae said and Y/N nodded and they had breakfast. After they finished having breakfast…
“Hyunjae, if you will choose a movie, remember not to choose a horror movie, okay? You know, I hate horror movies and I am a scaredy cat,” Y/N said and Hyunjae laughed.
“Okay! Umm… what about an erotic movie? Are you okay with that?” Hyunjae asked which made Y/N’s go wide and almost choked.
“Hyunjae! It’s early for that kind of movie! So please don’t include those kinds of movies,” Y/N said and Hyunjae laughed again.
“Okay! I am just kidding. But have you already watched those kinds of movies?” Hyunjae asked.
“Hyunjae, let’s talk about that later and I will wash the dishes first and choose a movie that we can watch, okay?” Y/N said.
“Okay! I’ll get going,” Hyunjae said as he went to the living room and started searching for some movies. After a few minutes, Hyunjae had already chosen a movie and Y/N went to the living room and sat beside him.
“Okay! Before we start watching the movie, answer my question earlier. Have you already watched an erotic movie before?” Hyunjae asked, then Y/N sighed.
"Yes, I watched a few erotic movies before. So, can we start watching the movie?" Y/N said.
“Okay! But can we watch an erotic movie tonight?” Hyunjae asked then Y/N blushed madly at his question.
“Umm… maybe next time. Anyways, can we just watch the movie for real this time?” Y/N said as she tried to smile.
“Okay! Sure,” Hyunjae said as he smiled back.
"Gosh! Ever since he became a porn star he was also becoming blunt as time went by!!" Y/N thought. Then as they started to watch the movie, Hyunjae couldn't stop looking at her which made Y/N notice it.
“Hyunjae, please don’t look at me like that. You are making me feel uncomfortable,” Y/N said while she was still watching the movie and Hyunjae suddenly looked away and continued to watch the movie.
“I am sorry about that. You are just really beautiful,” Hyunjae said then Y/N slightly laughed.
“Can you stop that, Hyunjae? Let’s just continue watching the movie,” Y/N said she blushed madly but Hyunjae smirked.
"Okay! I'll stop. But I won't promise that I will not stare at you again," Hyunjae said as he whispered to her ear which made Y/N distracted and shivered while watching the movie and Hyunjae smirked as he saw that Y/N had goosebumps on her skin.
“Damn! I really have an effect on her,” Hyunjae thought.
"Why did he have to whisper at me like that?" Y/N thought. As time went by, they finished watching the movie and Y/N decided to order some pizza for them but someone called Hyunjae and it was his friend named Juyeon.
“I’ll take this call first, okay?” Hyunjae asked.
“Sure! Since we will still wait for the food to arrive,” Y/N said as she smiled then Hyunjae nodded and decided to go to his room but didn’t fully close the door. 
THEIR CONVERSATION…
Hyunjae: Hey, Juyeon! 
Juyeon: Bro, where are you right now?
Hyunjae: I am here in the apartment with Y/N and I am hanging out with her.
Juyeon: Oh! You will really spend your day off with her huh?
Hyunjae: Yup! To be honest this is the first time we just hang out here in our apartment.
Juyeon: I see. By the way, did someone inform you of the names of the people who will have a meet and greet with you?
Hyunjae: Not yet. I'll talk to Ms. Serin tomorrow about the event if someone has already registered for me. What about you? 
Juyeon: Nope! I haven't been informed either. That’s why I also called you because I thought someone already informed you about it.
Hyunjae: Oh okay! Let’s talk to Ms. Serin tomorrow.
Juyeon: Okay! I have to go and see you tomorrow in the office before we go to our shooting site
Hyunjae: Sure! Bye! Stay safe!
Juyeon: Stay safe too, Bro!
END OF THEIR CONVERSATION.
After Hyunjae had a conversation with Juyeon, he went back to the living room and…
“Our pizza will be here in a few minutes. By the way, who called you?” Y/N asked.
“It’s my friend, Juyeon. We just talked about our upcoming meet and greet next month,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh! To be honest, I saw that event on the website last night,” Y/N said, which made Hyunjae’s eyes go wide.
“Really? Umm… by any chance did you register for one of the porn stars for the meet and greet? Or not? since I don't think you have a membership for that website, right?”Hyunjae asked.
“I think I shouldn't tell him,” Y/N thought and slightly laughed.
“I have a membership on that website but I didn’t register for the meet and greet,” Y/N said and Hyunjae was surprised by what he heard.
“Are you freaking serious? Do you really have a membership?” Hyunjae asked, then Y/N nodded shyly.
“Damn! I am so speechless right now, Y/N. Do you also have other memberships for other porn websites?” Hyunjae asked, which made Y/N slightly laugh.
“Nope! Just for that website,” Y/N said then Hyunjae chuckled.
“Oh! Okay! Ummm… sorry to ask you this but are you just watching my videos or do you watch the others too?” Hyunjae asked which Y/N gulped and blushed madly but when she was about to answer someone pressed the doorbell and…
"I'll get back to you. I think that's already our pizza. I'll get it first," Hyunjae said and Y/N nodded. Then when Hyunjae goes outside for a while to get their order…
“Shit! Should I really answer his question? This is my fault to tell him that I have a membership for that website and of course, he will ask me that kind of question,” Y/N thought. As Hyunjae went inside, he placed the pizza on the table in front of them and when Y/N was about to open the pizza box, Hyunjae suddenly stopped her by placing his hands which made Y/N confused and shivered from his little touch.
“What? I am already hungry! Also, the pizza will get cold,” Y/N said as she pouted and Hyunjae laughed.
“Nope! We will not start eating the pizza if you still didn’t answer my question,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh fuck! I thought he would not make me answer that question!” Y/N thought.
“Fine! I’ll answer your question. Yes, I am just watching your videos. That's why I registered for the membership of the website but as for the meet and greet I didn’t register for it,” Y/N said which made Hyunjae gulp and blush too.
“Oh! I thought you were also watching the other porn stars on that website. Anyways, we can eat some pizza now,” Hyunjae said as he smiled and Y/N nodded and smiled back and they started to eat some pizza.
“As for that meet and greet of the porn stars, the venue will be in just one hotel? Or it depends on all of you where you want to meet a fan?” Y/N asked.
“To be honest, they allowed us to choose where we could meet the fan,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh! I think that’s better because you will not make your fan feel that it’s totally an event but it’s like a sweet and intimate meet-up with your fans,” Y/N said then Hyunjae slightly laughed.
“Yup! You are right! So, tomorrow I will get to know who is the lucky fan that I will have a special night with because that fan was the first one to register for me,” Hyunjae said as he smiled.
“Oh! I think this is my chance to ask about that special night,” Y/N thought.
“May I know what will happen to that special night?” Y/N asked then Hyunjae gulped.
“Umm… why are you asking?” Hyunjae asked.
“I am just curious because you told me a fan will be lucky to have a special night with you. So, why will she be lucky and what will happen on that special night?” Y/N asked.
“Fuck! This is making me crazy! How can I answer her question?” Hyunjae thought.
“Are you just acting innocent, Y/N?” Hyunjae asked as he raised one of his eyebrows which made Y/N look away.
"I… Hyunjae, I may not be innocent anymore but I am thinking that special night will be just talking and doing other special things to that fan not completely having sex with the them," Y/N said.
"Okay, I get it. To be honest, it's our choice if we want to do it or not," Hyunjae said.
“Oh! As for you, are you going to do it or not?” Y/N asked as she blushed.
“Shit! I am getting nervous about what he might answer,” Y/N thought.
“It depends on the mood. But of course, If the fan doesn't want to do it, I will not do it,” Hyunjae said.
"Oh okay! That's good to hear," Y/N said and Hyunjae smiled then after they ate some pizza they decided to play some games but because Hyunjae is good at playing the games, Y/N lost and she should pay for their dinner.
“It’s so unfair! I paid for our pizza then I will still pay for our dinner?” Y/N said as she pouted and Hyunjae laughed.
“How about this? I’ll pay half of the price that you will order, is that okay?” Hyunjae asked.
"That's much better," Y/N said as she smiled. As she ordered their dinner, Y/N suddenly received a notification on her phone and it was from her email then she checked it out and her eyes went wide which made Hyunjae notice it.
“Why? Is there a problem with the order, Y/N?” Hyunjae asked.
“No! I just suddenly saw something surprising,” Y/N said.”
“Oh Okay!“ Hyunjae said. Then Y/N decided to go to the bathroom first and read the email again…
"Shit! Do I really have to do an STD test? Damn! The organizer of that event really thinks many will have sex with their porn stars! Fine! I'll do it. I have no choice because I already registered for it," Y/N said to herself and when she opened the bathroom door, she was surprised because Hyunjae was standing there and…
“How long have you been standing in front of the door?” Y/N asked.
“I just came now. Why? Is there something that I shouldn’t have heard a while ago?” Hyunjae asked as he raised one of his eyebrows.
“No! It’s not like that. I thought you were waiting for me to come out quickly and I think it took me so long to get out of the bathroom,” Y/N said.
"Oh. I see. Can I use the bathroom now? By the way, our dinner arrived and it's all served in the dining room," Hyunjae said, then Y/N nodded and she went to the dining room and waited for Hyunjae. Then when Hyunjae went to the dining room, they started to have dinner…
"Umm… Hyunjae, can I ask? Do you have any idea what kind of doctor my friend should seek to take an STD test?" Y/N asked, which made Hyunjae surprised by her question.
“STD Test? Why are you asking?” Hyunjae asked.
“My friend, Minji, told me that she needs it,” Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked.
“Are you really sure that Minji needs to take the STD test? Or are you the one who needs to take it? ”Hyunjae asked.
"Hyunjae! Why would I need that? I am a freaking virgin, you know! I know I don't have any STDs. Also, Minji just sent a message to me earlier," Y/N said as she rolled her eyes and Hyunjae laughed.
"Okay! Fine. As far as I know, for women, they need to see a gynecologist to do that STD test," Hyunjae said as he smiled.
"Oh! Okay! I'll tell her later. Thanks for the information," Y/N said as she smiled back and Hyunjae nodded. After a few minutes, Y/N and Hyunjae finished having dinner then while Y/N was washing the dishes…
"By the way, I have another question. When you knew that I had a membership on that website, would you let me register and choose you for that meet and greet event?" Y/N asked then Hyunjae gulped.
“You know, your questions today for me are so surprising. Anyways, I think I won't let you register and choose me,” Hyunjae said and Y/N was surprised at his answer.
"Really? Why?" Y/N asked. Then Hyunjae smirked and Y/N didn't know that he came closer at her back and stood closely and decided to lean slightly toward her.
“I don’t know. I think because you don’t need to register for that event and If by any chance, you will have a special night with me, I think I can do it with you here in the apartment instead of going to a hotel, right?” Hyunjae said as he whispered which made Y/N shiver because of his deep voice and as she decided to face him, Hyunjae smiled at her as if his statement was innocent and she was also caged by Hyunjae in the sink.
“Shit! Why does he sound so serious? Nope! I think he was just playing around,” Y/N thought but she pushed him off and Hyunjae laughed.
“Shut up, Hyunjae! Can you please let me finish washing the dishes?”Y/N asked.
"Okay! Sorry, I disturbed you. But still, it was your fault to ask me that kind of question. Also, you are making me think that you actually registered for it," Hyunjae said.
“Hyunjae, please leave me first,” Y/N said with a serious tone but Hyunjae was still laughing.
“Okay! I’ll be just in the living room,” Hyunjae said and he left her.
"I am getting nervous about what will be his reaction if he sees my name. But since I haven't submitted an STD test, I think they still won't tell him my name," Y/N thought and then after a few minutes, she finished washing the dishes and went to the living room.
"Hyunjae, thanks for today, and even though we just hang-out here in our apartment it was fun," Y/N said as she smiled.
“No problem, Y/N! Well, tomorrow we will go back to work,” Hyunjae said.
"Yup! As for you, you will use your energy again tomorrow," Y/N said as she blushed then Hyunjae chuckled...
“That’s really funny, Y/N! But you are right, I will use my energy for other purposes,” Hyunjae said and both of them laughed.
“Okay! I have to sleep now. Good night, Hyunjae!” Y/N said.
“Good night, Y/N! Dream of me,” Hyunjae said.
“Stop that!” Y/N said and Hyunjae laughed.
“Okay! I’ll stop! Good night!” Hyunjae said as he smiled then Y/N went inside her room and locked it. As for Hyunjae, he also went to his room and went to sleep.
“I have to tell Minji about the STD test tomorrow and I will let her accompany me going to a gynecologist,” Y/N thought and she went to sleep.
THE NEXT DAY…
Y/N went to the coffee shop early and Minji was already arranging the table and chairs and…
“Minji, I want to talk to you first,” Y/N said, then Minji looked at her and she nodded. Then when Minji is now inside the office…
“Why? Is there a serious problem? Also, how’s hanging out with Hyunjae yesterday?” Minji asked.
"It was fun and we just hung out in our apartment because it's rainy these days and we don't want to go out. Anyways, can you accompany me to a gynecologist today? Since Chanhee and Changmin will be here today and will manage the coffee shop while we go to the doctor. We can go to the doctor at 9am," Y/N said.
“WHAT? A gynecologist? Why? Are you already pregnant? Is Hyunjae the father?” Minji said surprisingly and Y/N rolled her eyes.
“I am not pregnant and I didn’t have sex with Hyunjae, okay? I will take only an STD test,” Y/N said.
"STD test? But why? You still haven't experienced having sex with someone," Minji said.
"I know! But this sounds weirder if I will tell you that I registered for a meet and greet event with a porn star and I was the first one to register under his name and I have this so-called "special night" with that porn star and I should take the STD test because they think that the ones that have a special night will have an intimate time with them," Y/N said which made Minji's eyes go wide.
“Damn! Are you fucking serious?” Minji asked and Y/N nodded shyly.
“Who is this porn star you are talking about?” Minji asked and Y/N bit her lips.
“It’s Hyunjae,” Y/N said as she looked away.
"OMG! I can't believe that you really registered for the meet and greet for Hyunjae. Also, you see him every day in your apartment, girl! Why do you have to do that?" Minji said.
“I don’t know either. But I think Hyunjae had a strong effect on me when he started this new job and I have a feeling for some type of way. So, can you please accompany me on this day?” Y/N asked.
“Okay! Sure!” Minji said as she smiled.
“But if ever Hyunjae asked you about the STD test please tell him that you were the one who took the test because I don’t want him to know this,” Y/N said.
“Okay! I will not tell him that you are the one who took the test,” Minji said.
"Thanks, Minji!" Y/N said. Then as time went by, Y/N and Minji went to the gynecologist so that Y/N would take the STD test. After an hour, she received the results that she doesn't have STDs and they went back to the coffee shop. As for Hyunjae, he went to visit the Red Passion office and from there, he also met Juyeon and they went to talk to Serin.
“Oh! Mr. Jaehyun and Mr. Juyeon, why are you here?” Serin asked.
"We just wanted to know if someone already registered under our names in the meet and greet event," Hyunjae said.
"Oh! Okay! As for Mr.Juyeon, these are the list of the names that are registered for you *gave a paper to Juyeon*. As for you Mr. Hyunjae, there is only one registered name as of the moment but she still hasn't submitted her STD test and I am still waiting for it. If she already submitted it I will tell you her name," Serin said as she smiled.
“Oh! Okay! Thanks, Ms. Serin,” Hyunjae said as he smiled back then Juyeon gave back the paper to her and both of them left the office and…
“I thought many registered for me already,” Hyunjae said as he sighed.
"Hyunjae, just think that whoever registered for you will be a special one, and also, you will have more time for her because you will have no other schedules to meet with other people," Juyeon said.
“Well, you have a point. What about you? I saw many people registered for you,” Hyunjae said.
“Not many actually, it's just 3 people,” Juyeon said and Hyunjae slightly laughed.
“I was surprised that they required the ones that will have a special night with us to submit an STD test,” Hyunjae said.
“Well, you never know. What might really happen on that special night and they just want us to be safe,” Juyeon said as he smirked and Hyunjae chuckled.
“Yeah! You are right! I think we should go now and we might be late for our shooting,” Hyunjae said.
“Okay! Tell me, if Ms. Serin told you the name of your number one fan,” Juyeon said.
“Sure! Bye! Drive safely to your shooting site!” Hyunjae said.
“You too, bro!” Juyeon said as he smiled then both of them left the building and went to their filming sites. In the coffee shop, there are just a few customers that visit, so Y/N decided to rest in the office together with Minji.
“Chanhee and Changmin are really good at handling customers huh?” Y/N asked.
“Yup! Also, those two are cuties and many female customers are loving their appearance in our coffee shop,” Minji said then Y/N slightly laughed then she suddenly received a message and it was from Hyunjae.
“I’ll go there at your coffee shop before closing hours so that we will go home together. - Hyunjae” 
As Y/N read it she smiled and Minji noticed it.
“I guess that’s Hyunjae, right?” Minji said and Y/N just nodded.
“He will go here later before closing hours so that we can go home together,” Y/N said.
“That’s good. But I still can’t believe that you really registered for that meet and greet event and you chose Hyunjae. But are you really ready for him?”Minji asked, then Y/N blushed madly.
“I think so? But to be honest, he became blunt and suggestive these days too,” Y/N said then Minji laughed.
“Suggestive? Really? Like he was implying to have sex with you?” Minji asked and Y/N covered her face to hide her blushing face which made Minji laugh again.
“Gosh! How can I handle that question? But yes he is implying something to me. But I don’t know how he will react if he will see my name in the next few days in the registered name for the meet and greet event,” Y/N said.
"Well, good luck girl," Minji said and Y/N chuckled. Then it was already 5pm and Hyunjae arrived at the coffee shop. As he saw that they were already arranging the tables and chairs, he helped them and Y/N was surprised.
“Oh! You are already here. You are just in time,” Y/N said then Hyunjae slightly laughed.
“Y/N was already waiting for you a while ago,” Minji said.
"No, I am not!" Y/N said and Hyunjae laughed again.
“I am sorry if it took a long time to arrive here because it took 2 hours for me to drive from the filming site to the coffee shop,” Hyunjae said.
"It's okay! I understand, Hyunjae!" Y/N said as she smiled. Then after a few minutes, they finished arranging the tables and chairs and closed the coffee shop.
"Minji, Chanhee, and Changmin. Thanks for today! Go home safely, guys!" Y/N said as she waved goodbye to them and they waved back to her and all of them left the coffee shop. As Y/N and Hyunjae went inside their apartment, she didn't notice that her STD test fell on the floor.
“Y/N, this paper fell from your bag,” Hyunjae said then Y/N saw what was in his hand and she blushed and calmly got the folded paper from him and…
“Thanks! But you didn’t read it, right?” Y/N asked.
“Yup! Why? Is there something in that paper?” Hyunjae asked.
“No! I was just curious if you read it,” Y/N said.
“Oh okay! I thought you were hiding something from me,” Hyunjae said.
“No! I am not hiding something from you. Anyways, I will go to my room and change clothes now,” Y/N said and Hyunjae nodded, then both of them went to their rooms and changed clothes. Then after a few minutes, they went to the living room.
“So, how’s your shooting today?” Y/N asked.
“Well, It was good. Also, I haven’t known who will be the fan that I will meet next month because Ms. Serin told me that fan hasn't submitted her STD test. By any chance, did your friend Minji register for that event?” Hyunjae asked, which made Y/N surprised.
“Shit! That was actually me! Also, I have to send the scanned STD test via email later,” Y/N thought.
“Nope! Also, she doesn’t know about that website,” Y/N said.
“Oh okay! It means your friend has another purpose to do an STD test,” Hyunjae said.
“Yup! Anyways, since both of us are tired, we should go to sleep and I am glad we went home together. Good night, Hyunjae!” Y/N said.
"Me too. Good night, Y/N!" Hyunjae said and then both of them went inside their room. As for Y/N, she scanned the STD test and sent it via email, and someone already confirmed that they already received it and she will successfully meet Hyunjae.
“OMG! I bet by tomorrow, Hyunjae will see my name and he will talk about it with me when we get home. Anyways, I have to clear my mind first and shouldn’t be nervous for tomorrow,” Y/N thought and she just went to sleep.
THE NEXT DAY…
Hyunjae decided to drive Y/N to the coffee shop and as they reached the coffee shop…
"Thanks for driving me here," Y/N said as she smiled.
"No problem, Y/N! I will send you a message if I will be able to go here before the closing hours so that we can go home together again," Hyunjae said as he smiled back.
"Okay! I have to go. Drive safely to your filming site and don't use up your energy that much," Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked.
"Why? You want me to use my extraordinary energy for you?" Hyunjae said as his face went closer to her which made Y/N's body feel hot and blushed madly.
"Can he just stop being so suggestive? This is too much to handle," Y/N thought
"I didn't say that Hyunjae," Y/N said.
"Really? I think you are implying something," Hyunjae said.
"No, I am not! You know, I really have to go and you might be late for your shooting," Y/N said and Hyunjae slightly laughed.
"Okay! Just kidding. Take care and have a nice day, Y/N," Hyunjae said.
"Take care and have a nice day too, Hyunjae!" Y/N said as she smiled then she went out of the car and went inside the coffee shop. Then Hyunjae went to the office first to check the name of the lucky fan for the meet and greet.
"Oh! Mr. Jaehyun, I bet you are here to check the lucky fan for the meet and greet with you, right?" Serin said as she smiled.
"Yup! Can you already reveal the name of that fan?" Hyunjae asked and Serin nodded and showed the name of the lucky fan then when Hyunjae saw Y/N's name, he was shocked.
"Shit! Am I dreaming? Y/N really registered for me?" Hyunjae thought.
"Is there a problem, Mr. Jaehyun?" Serin asked.
"Nope! Thank you for showing me the fan's name. I have to go," Hyunjae said.
 "Okay! Have a nice day, Mr. Jaehyun!" Serin said and then Hyunjae nodded and left the building but while he was driving to the filming site…
"Fuck! I shouldn't have believed her that she didn't actually register for me. I really should talk to her about that registration," Hyunjae said to himself while driving. Then while he is shooting for the video, he suddenly can't stop thinking the girl that he is having sex with is Y/N. As for Y/N who is inside the office of her coffee shop, she can't stop thinking about the fact that Hyunjae will know that she was the one who registered for the event and at that time, Minji went inside and…
"Y/N why do you look so problematic?" Minji asked.
"I am getting nervous because later Hyunjae and I will go home together and I really think he already knew that I am the fan who registered for him," Y/N said.
"Oh! I see. Because you lied to him, right?" Minji asked.
"Yup! I don't know how I will feel later when Hyunjae arrives," Y/N said.
"Well, good luck to you later, girl. Anyways, I have to go back to the counter to help our staff," Minji said then Y/N nodded. As Minji left the office, Y/N covered her face and…
"I am so fucked up right now! Good luck to me later. it will be an awkward ride going home later," Y/N thought. As time went by, it was already 4:30pm and Y/N didn't receive a message from him but suddenly when Y/N was helping the other staff, Hyunjae entered the coffee shop and…
"Y/N, it's Hyunjae," Minji said, which made Y/N gulp and she decided to face him. As for Hyunjae, he smiled at her brightly which made Y/N try to smile at him and they decided to sit at one of the tables and…
"I didn't expect you to arrive before 5pm," Y/N said.
"The shooting finished early as usual. Also, we should talk about something later," Hyunjae said as he smiled like nothing was happening but Y/N just nodded and got nervous.
"Anyways, we should start fixing the tables now and it's almost closing time," Y/N said and Hyunjae nodded. Then after a few minutes, they closed the coffee shop.
"Thanks again for today guys! We have to go. bye!" Y/N said as she waved goodbye to Minji and her other staff. While Hyunjae is driving….
"I thought we are going to talk about something now?" Y/N asked.
"We can just talk about it when we reach our apartment. I just have to confirm something from you," Hyunjae said while he was still focused on driving and Y/N gulped.
"Shit! This will be really about my registration," Y/N thought. As they reached their apartment they decided to change clothes first and then they sat on the sofa in the living room.
"So, what are we going to talk about?" Y/N asked then Hyunjae smirked.
"I don't know if you are just pretending that you don't know or not. I just discovered today that you actually registered for me in that event. I also just realized that's the reason why you asked me about the STD test and the special night. But try to cancel your registration now, Y/N,' Hyunjae said, which made Y/N surprised.
"Wait! Why? But I already spent money for the STD test," Y/N said.
"I want you to cancel it now, Y/N," Hyunjae said as he stared at her seriously and Y/N got scared and just nodded. Then she decided to go to her room and open her laptop and Hyunjae followed her. Y/N went to the website and when she was about to cancel her registration, they saw that Y/N can't cancel the registration because every fan that already registered cannot cancel it anymore which made them surprised.
"Oh shit!" Hyunjae said.
"Hyunjae, I am sorry but why do you want me to cancel the registration? I just want to show my support to you," Y/N said.
"Thanks for the support Y/N. But you don't need to do that and besides we are always together and to be honest, there is one thing that you didn't know," Hyunjae said.
"What is that?" Y/N asked and then Hyunjae sighed and looked at her which made Y/N get nervous. 
"If we are going to have sex in the hotel, we should film it. But it depends if the fan will accept to upload that video on the website or not. We will still ask permission for it," Hyunjae said then Y/N's eyes went wide.
"What the fuck? Are you serious?" Y/N asked.
"Yes! That's why I don't want you to register and I know you will be uncomfortable with that. To be honest, I am not assuming that you want to do it with me. But tell me, Y/N, do you want me to take your virginity that night?" Hyunjae asked and Y/N blushed madly and became speechless.
"I think I shouldn't ask you that. We can just go to the hotel and spend the night without sex," Hyunjae said.
"No!" Y/N said which made Hyunjae surprised.
"What do you mean, No?" Hyunjae asked and Y/N bit her lips.
"Umm… let's do it and film it but don't upload it on the website," Y/N said as she felt her body hot then Hyunjae was surprised again but he bit and licked his lips.
"Fuck! Are you sure about that? There is no turning back, Y/N" Hyunjae said.
"Yes, Hyunjae!" Y/N said.
"Shit! Is this happening? After two years of living with him and I just had this sexual attraction to him!" Y/N thought. Then suddenly Hyunjae came closer to her but Y/N just froze in her position and Hyunjae leaned to her so that he would whisper to her and…
"You have no idea, that in my shooting a while ago, I imagine you are the girl that I am fucking earlier when I knew that you are the fan you will have a special night with me," Hyunjae said as he licked her earlobe and Y/N shivered and slightly moan because of his action.
"Oh shit! I didn't expect to hear that," Y/N thought. Then when Hyunjae already faced Y/N and was about to kiss her, Y/N backed away from him which made Hyunjae confused.
"Nope! Not tonight, Hyunjae. On the day of that event, we will do it. So control your hormones first," Y/N said and Hyunjae chuckled.
"Okay! I'll wait for that day. But can I sleep beside you tonight?" Hyunjae asked.
"O-okay! But we will not do it, okay?" Y/N said.
"Yup! I promise! Also, I want to tell you that as we have lived together for 2 years, I have fallen in love with you," Hyunjae said, which made Y/N surprised at his sudden confession and she smiled.
"I also love you too, Hyunjae," Y/N said and Hyunjae kissed her lips then Y/N fell on top of the bed and he licked her lips to ask for the entrance of his tongue and Y/N opened her mouth and let Hyunjae's tongue explore her cavern which made Y/N moan into the kiss and their make-out session lasted for a minute and Hyunjae suddenly stopped and Y/N blushed.
"Damn! we just made out!  He was really a good kisser!" Y/N thought. 
"I almost lost control to make you mine but I have to control it since we can do it on that day. let's sleep. I love you and good night, Y/N," Hyunjae said as he smiled.
"I love you too and good night, Hyunjae!" Y/N said and both of them went to sleep and Hyunjae hugged her closer to him.
THE NEXT DAY… 
Hyunjae is the first one to wake up and he smiled as he saw Y/N’s sleeping face,
“Y/N is so beautiful even though she is sleeping,” Hyunjae thought and then he suddenly kissed her lips which made Y/N woke up and she smiled at him.
“Good morning, Hyunjae!” Y/N said.
“Good morning, baby!” Hyunjae said and then Y/N blushed.
“Do you also call “baby” the girls that you had a shooting of the video?” Y/N asked then Hyunjae slightly laughed.
“Nope! It seems someone is getting jealous already,” Hyunjae said.
“I am not! I was just curious,” Y/N said as she pouted and Hyunjae just laughed again.
“Okay! But to be honest, I am thinking of resigning as a porn star,” Hyunjae said.
“What? Why? Also, you are working for only 5 months and you will resign?” Y/N asked.
“To be honest, Juyeon and I already had a clothing business for men already,” Hyunjae said which made Y/N surprised.
“Really? When did that start?” Y/N asked.
“3 months ago and our business is doing well,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh! Okay! That’s good to hear, Hyunjae. Wait! Do you have a schedule for today?” Y/N asked.
“Oh shit! I forgot! Let’s prepare to go to work,” Hyunjae said and then Y/N nodded. After an hour, Hyunjae drove Y/N to the coffee shop.
“Thanks for driving me again, Hyunjae. Take care and I love you!” Y/N said.
"I'll be here before the closing of your coffee shop. I love you too and take care, baby!" Hyunjae said as he kissed her lips quickly which made Y/N smile and went out of the car and waved goodbye to him and went inside the coffee shop and then Hyunjae left. As Y/N went inside, Minji approached her, and…
“Y/N, I saw earlier that Hyunjae kissed you when you two are still in the car. Does it mean that you two are finally dating?” Minji asked.
“Yup! Let’s talk about that in the office,” Y/N said and Minji nodded and then both of them went inside the office.
“Congrats, Y/N! You finally have a boyfriend!” Minji said and Y/N chuckled.
“Thanks, Minji! To be honest, we already talked about my registration for the event last night but he suddenly told me to cancel it,” Y/N said.
“What? Why?” Minji asked.
“He just told me that, if we will do it. We should film it,” Y/N said.
“What the fuck! Are you serious?” Minji asked.
“Yup! But I didn’t have a chance to cancel it because all of the fans that registered cannot cancel the registration already,” Y/N said.
“Oh! It means you two will film it and upload it on the website?” Minji asked.
“Nope! I don’t want to expose my face on a porn website! But I don’t know what he is going to do with the video. He also told me that he has a plan to resign as a porn star because Hyunjae and his friend named Juyeon already have a clothing business,” Y/N said.
“OMG! Juyeon?” Minji asked.
“Yes! Why? Don’t tell me you are a fan of his and you registered for the event,” Y/N said.
“Well, I registered for his meet and greet,” Minji said, which made Y/N’s eyes go wide.
“Shit! I thought you didn’t know that website and you didn’t register for that meet and greet event. But by any chance, are you the first one to register under his name? Like for me, I will have a special night with Hyunjae,” Y/N said.
“Umm… Yes!” Minji said as she blushed.
“Oh! I see. So, when did you take the STD test?” Y/N asked.
"When it was my day off I made an appointment with a gynecologist," Minji said.
“Oh! Okay! Good luck with your special night with him,” Y/N said as she smirked and Minji slightly laughed. As for Hyunjae who meets with Juyeon in a restaurant before they go to their filming site…
“So, do you already know the name of your lucky fan?” Juyeon asked and Hyunjae smirked.
“Yup! To be honest, she is not only my lucky fan but my housemate and now, girlfriend,” Hyunjae said.
“WHAT? Is it Y/N that registered for your meet and greet event?” Juyeon asked.
“Yes! We also became in a relationship yesterday,” Hyunjae said.
"Congrats, bro! By the way, for our plan to resign from this job, when are we going to do it?" Juyeon asked.
“I think it’s appropriate if we will do it after the event,” Hyunjae said.
“Well, I agree with you. But you also told Y/N about our plan, right?” Juyeon asked.
“Yes! Also, of course, she is happy about it,” Hyunjae said as he smiled.
“That’s good to hear. I am happy for you, bro!” Juyeon said.
"Thanks, Juyeon! I think we should get going, we might be late for our shooting," Hyunjae said and Juyeon nodded and both of them left the restaurant and went to their filming site. As time went by, Y/N and Hyunjae went to their apartment and while they were having dinner…
“How’s your day in the coffee shop?” Hyunjae asked.
“It was good but it was also tiring. How about you?” Y/N asked.
"It was good too and I am still imagining that you are the girl earlier," Hyunjae said as he smiled as if his words were innocent which made Y/N blush madly.
“Can you stop it, Hyunjae? You are making me blush and please don’t be too blunt or suggestive at all times,” Y/N said and Hyunjae laughed.
“Okay! I’ll stop. I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Anyways, I talked to Juyeon today before I went to the filming site and told him that we can resign from this job after the event,” Hyunjae said.
“Oh! That’s great! You two will be able to focus on your business,” Y/N said as she smiled.
“Not only on our business but also I will be able to spend some time with you when you are not busy in the coffee shop or sometimes I can help you when you are at your coffee shop when it’s closing time,” Hyunjae said as he smiled back.
"Sure! That will be great," Y/N said and after their dinner, they talked about other things before they went to sleep and then before Y/N went to her room...
“Hyunjae, you can sleep beside me tomorrow night because I still have some things to arrange in my room,” Y/N said.
“Okay! Sure! No problem! Good night, Y/N! I love you and dream of me!” Hyunjae said and he kissed her lips and Y/N smiled.
"Good night and I love you too, Hyunjae!" Y/N said and then both of them went inside the room. As Y/N went inside her room, she arranged her clothes in the cabinet first and after she finished it before 11pm, she opened her laptop and went to the website and checked out Hyunjae's new video and decided to watch it with her earphones on but she didn't know that Hyunjae is knocking the door and…
"Y/N, I'll go inside okay?" Hyunjae said while Y/N still didn't hear his voice. As Hyunjae went inside, his eyes went wide, and gulped. As for Y/N who is still clueless that Hyunjae is behind her…
“Gosh! Is he really imagining doing these things to me on that day?” Y/N thought.
“Oh shit! I didn’t expect she would really watch my video at this hour,” Hyunjae thought and he decided to stand beside her chair and just look at her like nothing was happening which made Y/N stop what she was doing and she was surprised and closed her laptop.
“Hyunjae! You scared the shit out of me!” Y/N said loudly which made Hyunjae laugh at her.
"I thought you heard me when I said that I will go inside but damn! At this hour you are watching my recent video!" Hyunjae said, which made Y/N blush madly, and couldn't look at him but Hyunjae lifted her chin to look at him.
“Tell me. Why are you watching my videos at this hour?” Hyunjae asked.
"I am sorry, I was just curious when you told me that you are actually imagining me that I am the girl you are having sex with, in the video and I am checking out what you will do to me on that day," Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked.
"Oh! That's interesting. But there are things that I might not do with you on that day because it will be your first time and I don't want to hurt you, baby. I will take it slow, I promise," Hyunjae said as he smiled innocently.
“O-okay! By the way, why are you here? I thought you were already sleeping,” Y/N said.
“I can’t sleep. I think I just really want to sleep beside you tonight, Please!” Hyunjae said as he pouted.
"Okay! Let's sleep now and it's getting late," Y/N said, Then both of them lay on the bed and Y/N hugged him.
“Good night and I love you, baby!” Hyunjae said.
“Good night and I love you too, Hyunjae,” Y/N said and both of them went to sleep.
FAST FORWARD…
It was already the day of the event. After lunch, Hyunjae and Y/N went to the hotel.
“Wow! This room is kinda expensive, huh?” Y/N said then Hyunjae chuckled.
“Yup! But it’s okay! To be honest, we will stay here for 5 days,” Hyunjae said.
“What? Really?” Y/N asked.
“Yes! Also, I think this will be our vacation and we can go to other nearby tourist destinations here,” Hyunjae said as he smiled and Y/N suddenly hugged him.
“Thanks, Hyunjae! I know this will be a meaningful date and vacation for us,” Y/N said.
“No problem, baby! But Y/N, about tonight, umm…” Hyunjae can’t continue his sentence and Y/N chuckled.
“Go ahead, Hyunjae. You’ve been so blunt and so suggestive to me for the past few days,” Y/N said and both of them laughed.
“I think we don’t need to film it. Since I will not show it to them and I will resign after a few days of this event,” Hyunjae said.
“That will be better because I will not be conscious tonight,” Y/N said as she blushed madly and Hyunjae smirked and held her waist and pulled closer to him.
“You don’t need to be conscious and insecure, baby. I know that you are sexy underneath those clothes,” Hyunjae said as he licked his lips and Y/N gulped.
“Stop it, Hyunjae!” Y/N said and Hyunjae slightly laughed.
"What? I am just telling the truth. I will really prove to you tonight that you are beautiful and sexy for me, baby," Hyunjae said as he winked.
“O-okay! I think we should go out first and go to some tourist destinations nearby now,” Y/N said.
"Sure! Let's go!" Hyunjae said as he smiled. They decided to go to a park and have a picnic, but while they were having fun, someone recognized Hyunjae and it was a fan then she approached them which made both of them confused.
“Hi, Hyunjae!” the girl said as she smiled at Hyunjae.
“Umm… Hi! Do we know each other?” Hyunjae asked.
“Not totally, I just want to say I am your fan,” the girl said which made Hyunjae surprised and Y/N slightly laughed.
“Oh! Nice to meet you!” Hyunjae said as he smiled.
"Nice to meet you too. By the way, who is she? Is she the lucky fan that you will have a special night?" the girl asked which made Y/N blush.
“Yes! To be honest, she is also now my girlfriend,” Hyunjae said, which shocked the girl.
“What? Really? You should have chosen me instead of her,” the girl said and Hyunjae suddenly raised one of his eyebrows and Y/N became uncomfortable with her statement.
“Excuse me? What are you talking about, miss?” Hyunjae asked.
“I am just saying that I am prettier than her and I think she doesn't deserve you,” the girl said and Hyunjae scoffed.
"Miss, if you are just going to insult my girlfriend, you are not my true fan, and also, for your information, we lived already for 2 years and she was the only fan that registered for that event. So, you don't have the right to insult my girlfriend. So please leave us alone," Hyunjae said and the girl just left and got frustrated. As the girl left, Hyunjae looked at Y/N who was quiet and…
“Y/N, don’t think too much about what that girl said, okay?” Hyunjae said as he looked at her and hugged her which made Y/N cry because she felt insecure again.
“That girl is right. She is prettier than me and I don’t deserve you because you are handsome and hot,” Y/N said while she was still crying and Hyunjae became worried and cupped her face.
“Y/N, that’s not true. You are not just pretty but beautiful for me,” Hyunjae said as he kissed her lips quickly which made Y/N stop crying and then Hyunjae wiped her tears off.
“This sweet side of Hyunjae makes my heart flutter more!” Y/N thought.
“Thanks, Hyunjae. I am sorry If I suddenly cried just because I felt insecure again,” Y/N said.
“I know how you feel, baby. You don’t need to be sorry. She is just a jealous bitch,” Hyunjae said and Y/N laughed at his words.
“You are right! She didn’t register for you. Also, I am your true fan,” Y/N said as she smiled.
“You are not only my true fan but also my beautiful girlfriend,” Hyunjae said and Y/N smiled.
“I almost forgot that I am already yours,” Y/N said.
“Don't worry! I’ll make sure that you will be mine tonight and you will never forget that” Hyunjae said as he winked.
“Hyunjae, someone might hear you,” Y/N said and Hyunjae laughed.
“Why? Did I say something that is not innocent?” Hyunjae asked and Y/N slightly slapped his bicep which made both of them laugh.
"Of course, it's not innocent," Y/N said.
“Okay! I’ll stop since we are in a public place,” Hyunjae said and Y/N nodded. Then after an hour, they left the park and went to a restaurant that has beautiful scenery of the ocean and decided to have dinner.
“Thanks for bringing me here and we can also see the sunset here while having dinner,” Y/N said.
“No problem, baby! I am glad we had the best place to have dinner and also because I am with you,” Hyunjae said as he winked.
“You are so cheesy but I like it,” Y/N said and Hyunjae slightly laughed.
“I thought you would say that I should stop being so cheesy,” Hyunjae said.
“No! Actually, sometimes cheesy lines make my heart flutter,” Y/N said.
"That's great to hear, baby because I might say something cheesy to you every day," Hyunjae said and Y/N slightly laughed.
“Don’t worry I won't stop you because I know whatever cheesy line you will tell me is sincere and you mean it,” Y/N said and both of them smiled at each other.
"Of course, I will be sincere, baby. Anyways, let's go back to the hotel?" Hyunjae asked and Y/N nodded. As they went back to the hotel, Y/N is getting nervous because at any minute she might be devirginized already by Hyunjae. Then when they are already in the room…
“I’ll just change first in the bathroom,” Y/N said and Hyunjae nodded. As Y/N changed her clothes into a red nightgown, she checked out herself in the mirror…
"OMG! This is my first time wearing this kind of clothing and it's too revealing! Good luck to me when Hyunjae sees me like this!" Y/N thought and gulped and as she went out of the bathroom, she saw that he was still shirtless and was about to put a shirt on but he suddenly stopped and his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped which made Y/N blush.
“Oh shit! You are so hot, Y/N! You really are prepared,” Hyunjae said as he smirked and Y/N gulped.
"To be honest, this is my first time buying this kind of clothing and I don't know if it looks good on me," Y/N said and Hyunjae came closer to her, as his eyes scanned her body from head to toe and licked his lips which made Y/N get nervous.
"You are so fucking hot and sexy with that nightgown, Y/N! Should I still ask you if I can make you mine now? Because you just seduced me at this moment," Hyunjae said and Y/N bit her lips.
"Just make me yours now, Hyunjae!" Y/N said. Then Hyunjae kissed her lips hungrily and carried her bridal style and laid on the bed and hovered above her and he looked into her eyes full of lust.
“I am glad I haven’t put my shirt on and suddenly saw you like this. But are you really sure that you want to do this tonight?” Hyunjae asked.
“Yes, I am! I wouldn’t have worn this if I was not ready for you to make love with me, right?” Y/N said.
"Oh! Make sense though. Just enjoy this with me, baby!" Hyunjae said and Y/N nodded. Then Hyunjae kissed her lips passionately again and his hands went to her breast and squeezed it which made Y/N moan into his action and with that, Hyunjae had a chance to slip his tongue and dominated the kiss. Then his lips went to her neck as he licked, bit, and sucked a spot where it became a hickey. Then Hyunjae unclipped the front of her nightgown and then he removed it and throw it on the floor then he suddenly sucked her breast and while he is sucking it, he swirl his tongue onto her nipple making Y/N moan softly and she slightly pushed his head more onto her chest which made Hyunjae smirked at her action. While Hyunjae is still giving some attention to her breasts, one of his hands went to her underwear and slipped his hand on it, and rubbed one of his fingers onto her core making Y/N moan loudly.
“So sensitive, baby! I can’t wait to make you moan and scream my name louder later,” Hyunjae said as he smirked. Then he decided to remove her underwear and spread her legs wide which made Y/N gulp and can’t look at him between her legs.
"Eyes on me, baby!" Hyunjae said then Y/N obeyed him and looked at him and it was a sexy sight for her to see him between her legs. When she was about to say something, Hyunjae suddenly started to eat her out as he flicked his tongue at a fast pace which made Y/N moan his name loudly and closed her eyes, and gripped the bed sheets as she felt pleasurable by the way Hyunjae is eating her out.
"Fuck! You are so good at this, Hyunjae!" Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked then he just continued to eat her out wildly but Y/N without a warning, she cum onto his mouth and Hyunjae sucked all of her juices which made a slurping sound in the room, and when he already stopped…
“You are delicious, baby!” Hyunjae said as he wiped his lips which made Y/N bite her lips at the sight of him and Hyunjae suddenly removed his pants and boxer shorts which made Y/N’s eyes go wide.
“Fuck! I know I already saw his cock in his videos but to see it in person it’s too much to handle for me. I hope it will fit me,” Y/N thought and Hyunjae smirked at her reaction.
“Baby, this will fit you no matter what,” Hyunjae said and Y/N blushed at his statement but he decided to open one of the drawers near the bed and get a condom first and rolled the condom onto his cock and hovered above her again.
“Are you ready, baby?” Hyunjae asked.
“I am ready, Hyunjae,” Y/N said.
“I will be gentle at first but you can tell me if you want me to go for more, okay?” Hyunjae said as he kissed her lips.
“Sure! I trust you. I love you, Hyunjae!” Y/N said,
"I love you so much, Y/N," Hyunjae said as he kissed her lips quickly and inserted his cock into her inch by inch which made Y/N slightly yelp from the pain and Hyunjae became concerned.
“Y/N, did I hurt you that much?” Hyunjae asked.
“A little. But don’t worry, I think I can handle it later,” Y/N said.
“Okay! I’ll let you adjust first. Just tell me if I can move,” Hyunjae said and Y/N nodded. Then after a few seconds…
“Hyunjae, you can move now,” Y/N said and Hyunjae nodded as he started to thrust at a slow pace first.
“Fuck! So tight, baby!” Hyunjae said.
"Hyunjae, go faster!" Y/N said and Hyunjae suddenly smirked and he started to thrust at a fast pace then while he is thrusting his cock to her core, he is sucking her breasts and slightly bit her nipples which made Y/N moan loudly and arched her back and Hyunjae licked his lips as he saw her that she is already in pure pleasure.
“Fuck! You are so good for me baby! You think you can still handle me If I go harder and rougher to you?” Hyunjae said then Y/N can’t respond to him properly because she already felt the wave of pleasure and with that, Hyunjae slightly held her head to look at him.
“Baby, I want to hear you! Can you handle me if I go harder and rougher to you?” Hyunjae said as he was still thrusting his cock at a fast pace.
"Y-Yes! I can handle you, Hyunjae! Just do it!" Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked at her response then he decided to lift one of her legs onto his shoulder and thrust his cock to her harder which made a skin-slapping sound in the room.
“Shit! Y-yes right there, Hyunjae!” Y/N said as Hyunjae repeatedly hit her g-spot.
“You are so fucking hot right now, baby! Taking my cock so well!” Hyunjae said. Then he decided to put down one of her legs and wrap it around his waist and hugged her closer to him and thrust his cock to her rougher and deeper to her.
“Fuck! Hyunjae! Don’t stop!” Y/N said against his ears.
"You feel so fucking good, baby! I love you so much!" Hyunjae said as he was still thrusting at an animalistic pace and licked her earlobe which made Y/N scream his name.
“Fuck, Y/N, I am going to cum!” Hyunjae said.
“Me too, Hyunjae!” Y/N said.
“Cum with me, baby!” Hyunjae said and in a few thrusts of his cock, both of them cum. Then Hyunjae pulled out and removed the condom and threw it and went back to the bed to lay down beside her.
“So, how’s the experience with me?” Hyunjae asked and Y/N blushed at his question.
“That was mind-blowing and amazing, Hyunjae. Your job really suits you as a porn star,” Y/N said and both of them laughed.
"But in the next few days, I will not be a porn star anymore. So, the other things that you saw in my videos like using some kinky stuff, we can do that, if you want to," Hyunjae said as he winked at you and Y/N covered her face and got giddy and Hyunjae laughed at her reaction.
“So do you want to try that? It’s okay if we are not going to do that kind of kinky stuff,” Hyunjae said.
“Umm… I think it will not be bad to try it,” Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked.
“Fuck! That evil smirk again!” Y/N thought.
“Are you sure?” Hyunjae asked, then Y/N nodded.
"Okay! Wait for a while. I will set up something first," Hyunjae said and Y/N nodded but she got nervous again. Then after a few seconds, Hyunjae came back, he held her hand, and…
“Where are we going?” Y/N asked.
“Just follow me,” Hyunjae said and Y/N gulped and nodded. Then they went inside the bathroom and Hyunjae locked the door and Y/N saw something that was hanging at the back of the door.
“What is that?” Y/N asked.
“You told me that you want to try it, right? *Y/N nodded* Well, this is a sex swing and I’ll put you on that thing,” Hyunjae said as he smirked and Y/N was shocked.
"Shit! You are also prepared! This is my first time seeing a sex swing. The kinky stuff that I only know are handcuffs and vibrators," Y/N said.
“I was actually thinking to bring the handcuffs but I think it’s more fun and sexy to see you in a sex swing,” Hyunjae said as he bit his lips.
“Umm… can you just place me there already and I am also curious with that thing,” Y/N said and Hyunjae smirked and he helped her place in the sex swing and Y/N was so shocked at her position and Hyunjae licked his lips and he went closer to her and…
“See? You are so fucking hot when I place you in this sex swing. So, are you ready for round 2, baby?” Hyunjae said as he slightly pinched Y/N’s nipple which made her moan.
“Yes! I am ready for it!” Y/N said.
"That's my good girl!" Hyunjae said as he licked her earlobe and inserted his cock into her which made Y/N moan loudly. Then Hyunjae started to thrust his cock into her at a fast pace.
“Shit! Hyunjae! More!” Y/N said.
“As you wish baby! You will surely can’t walk properly later,” Hyunjae said as he kissed her neck and made more hickeys while thrusting his cock to her core at a harder pace.
"Fuck you really feel so good, baby! I can't get enough of you!" Hyunjae said as he continued to thrust his cock into her at a stable pace.
“Hyunjae, I will cum!” Y/N said.
"Cum for me, Y/N," Hyunjae said, and then after a few thrusts Y/N cum first then as for Hyunjae he pulled out his cock and spurted his cum on her stomach and into the door of the bathroom.
“Shit! That was hot!” Y/N said.
“No, you are the one who is hot, Y/N,” Hyunjae said as he kissed her lips quickly and Y/N blushed madly at his compliment.
"Umm… Can you remove me already in this sex swing? My legs are now aching," Y/N said and Hyunjae slightly laughed and nodded then he helped Y/N to get out of the sex swing but when she is already gotten out of the swing, Y/N's legs are wobbly and can't walk properly which made Hyunjae smirked and carried her bridal style and as he walked going back to the bed…
"Damn! I really ruined you, baby!" Hyunjae said, which made Y/N blush madly. 
"I know right? But don't worry, I liked it though," Y/N said as she winked at him. As they lay down in the bed again… 
“I am glad you liked what I prepared for you. But do you want to try other kinky things in our apartment?” Hyunjae asked.
“Sure! I’ll love to try it,” Y/N said as she smiled.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make you experience it,” Hyunjae said as he kissed her lips.
"I am looking forward to it. Anyways, I had fun but I am also tired. So, we should go to sleep now," Y/N said.
“Okay! Good night and I love you, Y/N!” Hyunjae said.
'Good night and I love you too, Hyunjae,'' Y/N said and as they slept, Hyunjae hugged her closer to him. After their 5 days stay in the hotel, Hyunjae already resigned from his job and was now focused on his business with Juyeon and also, had a sweet and loving relationship with Y/N, and sometimes they have a kinky session time in their apartment.
끝 THE END
Thank you for reading my one-shot smut fanfiction of TBZ’s Hyunjae!
고마워요 여러분! (Thanks, Everyone!)
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25 Years Of Grace: Christopher Dowd On His Friend Jeff Buckley
Twenty-five years ago today, Jeff Buckley released his debut/swan-song masterpiece, Grace. A forthcoming book entitled 25 Years Of Grace pays tribute to this beautiful album with a lush coffee table book, featuring hundreds of photos from Merri Cyr and Buckley historian Jeff Apter. The book offers insights from those who were there during the making, a hefty chapter including most of the photos from the Grace album cover and promotional photo shoot, and a section of modern musicians discussing the album and how it influenced them. When we planned this excerpt, the book was within a week or two of release, and though its release has been pushed back to October, we’re proud to present this excerpt, featuring Christopher Dowd of Fishbone discussing his friend and his roommate. 
25 Years Of Grace: An Anniversary Tribute To Jeff Buckley’s Classic Album will be released October 21st. You can preorder the book here.
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Jeff Apter:How did you first meet Jeff?
Chris Dowd: One night Carla Azar [Dowd’s girlfriend and a classmate of Jeff’s at the Musicians Institute in LA] called me and said she was going for a ride and her friend Jeff was in the car. I was burned out from touring with Fishbone; we toured nonstop for two and a half years. I was drunk as shit, it was raining, I had my head out the window, and it rained all over Jeff. He just sat there quietly, didn’t say shit. Carla called me and told me to call Jeff and apologize—I did, and we became friends. Jeff lived with me for like a year and a half, and I knew him as a guitar player only. I had no idea he could even sing.
JA: What kind of roomie was Jeff?
CD: He was an awesome housemate. We just had fun, man, had a good time, being open, honest, talking for hours. The Jeff I knew was as funny as hell, but completely socially awkward at times. You know, like: “Jeff, this may not be the best time to say that, dog.” But he was also one of those people who was loyal to a fault, until it hurts. And as far as his legacy goes, if he’d known how it played out, he would have given away every-fucking-thing with his name on it. That’s how he was. He was a truly selfless person.
A thing that blew my mind about Jeff was this mimic thing he had; he was freakish. I heard him play “Giant Steps” on the guitar once and he was exactly like John Coltrane. I don’t idealize motherfuckers, I’m not that guy, but he was the exception to the rule.
JA: Did he ever mention his father, Tim Buckley?
CD: He never came up. I only heard about him after St. Ann’s. He explained it to me: “It’s just a thing for my dad.” The first thing that came out of my mouth was: “Who the hell was your dad?”
JA: “Last Goodbye” started to come together when you and Jeff lived together in LA, is that right?
CD: “Last Goodbye” is about Carla Azar, especially that line “Kiss me out of desire not consolation.” Every guy at that time was in love with Carla. She played drums, she was pretty, she was the coolest girl you ever met in your entire life. Carla was the perfect girlfriend, but they were never a couple.
JA: How did you react when Jeff signed with Columbia, Fishbone’s label? Was it a good fit for Jeff?
CD: I think the one lucky thing with Jeff was that he got to be around my ass and watch something really cool implode [Dowd’s band was encountering extreme turbulence at the time], so when it came time for him to do his shit, he knew what to do. And he had Donnie [Ienner, Sony label boss] wrapped around his finger, because Donnie knew what they had: the new Bob Dylan.
JA: Do you think Columbia treated him well?
CD: Columbia definitely treated him with respect. More than anything, they couldn’t have plotted the level of reception he got from the musical hierarchy. It blew my mind. I’m sitting there with him and Elvis Costello calls—you know what I’m saying? He’s hanging out with Chrissie Hynde. Growing up in LA, this is the kind of stuff you dream about.
But I know that the idea of him being a star made him incredibly uncomfortable—being written up in the tabloids, with Courtney Love and shit, that freaked him out. He wanted to buy every newspaper and burn it, because he was embarrassed. He was kind of like this reluctant rock star.
JA: What’s the background to the time Radiohead came to see Jeff play, around the time of Grace?
CD: It was Thom Yorke; he came to see him play and left the show early. Jeff came back and told me about it. Jeff was highly sensitive in a lot of ways, especially when it came to music. He would be completely not secure when it came to his talents; at times, he didn’t recognize he had this thing. As far as artistic respect goes, well, Thom Yorke was a contemporary, and when he walked out, Jeff was like: “I must have sucked.” I said, “If anything, you freaked him out.” If OK Computer doesn’t sound like Jeff singing, I don’t know what does, but he went to his grave thinking that Thom Yorke hated his voice.
JA: Michael Tighe spoke about the recording of “So Real” and how spontaneous Jeff could be in the studio: Is that how you remember it?
CD: It was exactly like that. Also keep in mind I had never seen Jeff in process. I had no idea I was witnessing this as being “the take.” It is such a process to capture “the take” that I don’t think until Michael told you that story did I realize that he had done that spontaneously perfect take. It is such a rarity to see that happen in the flesh. But knowing Jeff and his process, he had done it and thrown it all away,torn it down a thousand times in his head, before he actually shared it with us. Then also thinking back we had such a close relationship and were so protective of one another it was also him sharing with me and saying, “I got this! You don’t have to be scared for me anymore. I have become the artist you always wanted and helped me become.” We would slide in and out of those roles for the entire relationship: Friend, brother, loved one, father, brother.
JA: What’s the magic of Grace; why does it connect with so many people?
CD: It had timing—that universal timing thing happened. Jeff wanted a second guitar player and Michael Tighe was there. He needed someone to follow what he did. It was very strategic the way he picked those guys—who are seasoned musicians now. And they sounded fucking great on Grace.
JA:How do you best remember Jeff?
CD: I can tell you what he was to me and what he stood for. How he had no filter, which was both hilarious and priceless. And rare. He had no agenda—he was air and earth unfettered! Tell me, how many people in your life you have known like that, that still have a childlike innocence? A Zen-like understanding of human beings. And a heart as big as a whale.
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BB20: Thursday 19 October
Henry's sad to be nominated. He's just been himself, but that clearly isn't enough for some people.
(Henry - the problem is that being yourself has meant not doing any chores.)
Dylan is thrilled to escape eviction this week. Dylan actually received no nominations at all.
Henry says he had his views on immigration before he met Trish. Think we all know which views those were. Honestly, I'll be horrified if he stays in against Zak.
Trish feels guilty for nominating Kerry. She worries that Kerry can tell.
Yinrun is fed up of housemates walking away mid-conversation with her. This happens every day. She feels isolated, struggling to join in with certain conversations. Very hard seeing her so upset. She's worried she isn't as interesting as she thought.
People love you so much outside the house, Yinrun. :(((
Oh no. The only people she has are Trish, Jordan ... and Henry. She loses one of her very few friends if Henry goes.
As Yinrun cries with Trish, Matty joins to offer support. I'd really love Yinrun and Matty to become friends.
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When I first met Elanor [my wife], we'd play this game where we'd spell letters on each other's hands to communicate in secret. A fun bit of early relationship bonding.
Hallie and Olivia played this game yesterday, but oops! Not allowed to use secret codes in Big Brother.
Hallie admits to the secret messages - that she claimed that Zak was a gameplayer, and that she reckoned Matty nominated her. (My reading is that Hallie thinks Matty nominated her, which he didn't. But maybe she meant Matty nominated Olivia, which he did.)
Hallie and Olivia are given prison outfits, and must be put in a prison in the garden.
Hallie: I've always wanted to be in orange.
Iconic.
Zak thinks Hallie's a nice girl, and that she only called him a gameplayer for attention.
I ... don't think this. Hallie's wonderful, but she's definitely a gossip, and has a cynical reading of others.
Still, I'm glad this didn't turn Zak into a Hallie hater.
Hallie asks Olivia to improvise a song about prison. I love this! Olivia's songs are so terrible, yet Hallie loves them.
Ahh, this might hurt Olivia. As a result of the announcement, Matty speaks openly about his issues with Olivia. Matty was the only housemate who nominated Olivia this week, but there's a chance his opinion will become contagious now.
In jail, Hallie feels like she's let her family down.
Hallie: Sorry mum! Sorry grandma! I'm not a vindictive bitch.
Olivia: I'm sorry mum.
Olivia: ...
Olivia: What does "vindictive" mean?
Hallie: I don't know.
Previously, Olivia told Zak that Matty slyly eats more than his fair share.
Zak's now annoyed with Olivia, and tells Matty about this conversation.
In the diary room, Matty announces that any friendship he had with Hallie is now dead.
Zak's really devastated by Hallie's low opinion of him.
A bit of paranoid misunderstanding: with the secret codes, Olivia and Hallie wrote the word no - N, O - and some housemates think they were spelling out Noky's name. They were not, they were the start of the word NOMINATED.
This is such a turning point for Olivia and Hallie. They received three nominations between them yesterday, but today everyone's furious with both of them.
It's interesting. The code game was just a game. They weren't being Nasty Nick from BB1. Plenty of people in the house have gossiped in private. Hallie and Olivia broke the letter of the law with their messages, but didn't realise it, and didn't intend to.
So now their private conversation has been made public, because they didn't think the secret messages would count as a rulebreak.
Oh, blimey. Sounds like Matty has a difficult history with food. He confronts Kerry, who deals with the situation ... kind-of badly. I think she felt she was being attacked, which wasn't Matty's intention. He wanted to open up about a difficult thing in his own life - and felt dismissed, since Kerry moved on quickly to defend herself.
Hallie apologises to Zak. Turns out Zak's especially hurt because he's been so positive about her. He accepts her apology nicely. And finally, he gets to respond to the accusation that's spread like wildfire through the house.
It's not that Zak tries to be everyone's friend to avoid nomination. It's that if he sees someone sitting alone, he can't help but come over to keep them company. He knows what it's like to be alone, and he can't bear to see anyone else in that position.
I believe this completely.
Hallie assures Noky that her name wasn't mentioned at all, that this was a misunderstanding. Noky chooses to accept this apology, but worries that she'll look like an idiot if she's wrong. Noky worries often about how she'll be perceived.
Hallie is really gutted about this misunderstanding. She really hasn't said a bad word about Noky.
Tom has identified a mouse living under the hot tub. He's named it Roger.
Oh no, Kerry confronts Zak about the Matty situation! Kerry's really tied herself in knots over this. Matty wasn't annoyed with her! At least, not until she dismissed his attempt at opening up.
Kerry's annoyed because she had a private, bitchy conversation about Matty with Zak, and is horrified that Zak told Matty about the conversation. Zak says that in that case, he simply won't have private conversations with Kerry anymore.
Zak talks to Matty. Matty's perception? There's a clique in the house, and they're the mean girls. Kerry, Olivia, Hallie.
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Frostmas Year Nine: Behind the Scenes
Prologue | Y1 | Y2 | Y3 | Y4 | Y5 | Y6 | Y7 | Y8 | Y9 | Y10 | Y11 | Y12
(in Kermit the Frog voice) Let's begin!
I straight up thought this chapter would be fairly short, because when I wrote it out in point form the events didn’t seem like they’d have a lot of action. Then I began writing it, and I was DEAD wrong
I listened to the opening scene of the North Pole Resort SOO MANY TIMES to hear the lyrics to the song perfectly. I had to ask my wonderful housemate to take a listen to try and figure out the “santa t-shirts, santa ties” line and WHEN I FINALLY WATCHED IT ON DISNEY WITH SUBTITLES, HEARD THAT I GOT IT W R O N G! It's Santa SIZE. I'll have to change that up lol
FUN FACT! “at this point I’ve adopted a stance of the less I know, the better” is my family’s motto up until recently
“I like the cut of your berg” is one of my FAVOURITE frosty-fying slang lines I’ve ever done! It’s a frosty version of “I like the cut of your jib” which was used in sailing in the 1700s ish to describe if an incoming ship was frens or not frens
-> I originally thought it was just some funky 20s slang, then googled it to make sure I was right and learnt the above!
-> the berg is short for iceberg--B likes the cut of Jacqueline’s iceberg, being the idea to maybe get rid of the awful recordings :)
Sometimes I’m like ‘these things don’t really need explaining’ but I get excited about my own work and then have to share how I got the ideas with everyone so ONWARDS I SUPPOSE
Man I miss multi-level lists! this Frostmas BTS has been in my drafts for FOREVER, and was the last one I did before tumblr switched to the new post editor
WHICH DOESN'T LIKE MULTI LEVEL BULLETED LISTS!
So it's kinda all over the place. My bad lmao.
LET'S KEEP ON KEEPING ON
Jacqueline realizing that she hadn’t updated everyone on what the elves thought of her nonsense was a BLESSING because I realized that I hadn’t addressed it, so thank you for that opportunity, Jacqueline
Archie's Guide to Important People in the North Pole: Big Man->Santa. Boss Man->Bernard.
I would like to take this moment to credit @shittyelfwriter with Archie’s existence in those few chapters of ROE, because I love him and always picture him as the elf playing the piano and going UGH and facepalming during Jack’s rendition of North Pole, North Pole (pictured below). THANK YOU FOR NAMING THE BOY, ANA!
The conversation between Jacqueline and Archie, that dripped sarcasm, was my favourite thing to write this chapter :D
The scene with Chrys give you weird vibes of all manner? Yeah, that was intentional. "Perfection" can be unsettling, after all
Bernard is definitely so DONE this year and it SHOWS -> That is exactly what I was going for, especially since I know that he's not normally
Okay so. Let's Talk About Chrys. TW: Sexual Themes
very embarrassing, but I got the concept from a series of fantasy erotica novels and I wish I was joking
(they’re called the World of Hetar series, very good, very very VERY smutty. I’d say it’s 60% SEX, 30% PLOT, and 10% SEX DRIVEN PLOT)
(I know people who know me are like YOU READ SMUT? YOU?? AN ACE??? and yes, I did, I read exclusively smut from the ages of 12-17 because my Dad worked for "Trash Romance Novel Company" and brought home books for free every month, and the books were, in fact, mostly if not totally smut)
Erotica aside, I quite liked how the author had built up the magical world, the beings, and how magic works in it
In the third or fourth book, called “The Twilight Lord”, the fairies ally with the desert princes who are some kind of magical fae themselves, and they create the Perfect Wife for the corrupt leader of the neighbouring continent to distract him from starting a war
She was a mix of his current 2 wives and the things he liked about them, and looked like the protagonist, Lara, who cursed him to not be able to fuck I shit you not and who he ALSO had a big huge thirst for which was GROSS because he was old as fuck and even though she’s half fairy, she was like. 12 or 13
And this new wife is able to GET IT UP with him, hence how he’d be distracted--he really liked sex (reminder: this is an erotica series)
So he’s too busy fucking her and then on top of that, she would divide the other two wives and basically bring the house down from the inside, neutralizing the threat of this corrupt sex loving mofo
And that’s where the idea of Chrys came from!
So basically tl;dr: Chrys was inspired by a spell a sexy bunch of desert princes in an erotica series did to make the perfect wife for their enemy and knock him right tf down :)
How this works with Cheri’s magic: same concept, less sex
Chrysanthemum is a Perfect Being, who is bound to a specific magibean. Chrys’s purpose is to be Jack’s Mrs Claus, and because she was made with dark magic she drains energy of those around her (except for jack’s energy bc he’s the person she’s bound to) and magnifies bad ideas
spoiler alert: in the long run, Chrys will be TOO perfect and TOO agreeable for Jack and he’ll grow tired and it adds to the whole “I thought this would get me everything I’ve ever wanted but it didn’t” long term theme I have going for Jack as Santa
but yeah
end tw for sexual themes. away from chrys we go!
battled with the “cultural appropriation” bit because I felt as though it may be insensitive but then I wrote it anyway because that’s what it is at it’s base :\
it was supposed to be a stand in? I'd go back and change later? then I didn't. We're rolling with it now lol
Have you ever heard Elf’s Lament by the Barenaked Ladies?
Because it’s where I got the Union Comment from
Then I was like “but DO THEY HAVE UNION???!?!” and remembered the “accident or design” thing and realized “OH they ARE their own union” and figured that in terms of a Santa like JACK, The council would step in (which they’ve done. and tried to do stuff. but haven’t had luck bc PLOT)
god Frostmas is exhausting. Villains are underappreciated for all the effort they put into for being on TOP of things
(in Korvo Solar opposites Voice) what fucking scene are we on. why are these so long. why did i do this to myself. FUCK
ANYWAY CIRCLING BACK TO THIS MESS OF A BTS!
This uniform thing was unplanned/meant to be just a footnote. Then. Well. THIS.
It is a decent feature of the Resort in the movie so, I guess it works out :)
FUN FACT: I was playing a very good dnd campaign at the time! And that's how Davian got her name, lol. One of the amazing NPCs was named Davian, and we had a really good session with them and the name stuck and boom! Into Frostmas it goes. Once again, Frostmas is proving to be a time capsule reminding me of wtf I was doing while writing these bad boys :)
I miss my friend's campaign ):
And yeah, this fight is one Jacqueline cannot win. this is on the elves. So what does she do? Goes back to her hyperfocus of destorying SantaJack
How? By figuring out wtf Chrys is >:)
STUPID DUMB CHRYS
Alright. Scene subheadings are back! Right on.
"Myles would be proud AND would probably have been able to connect the dots and figure out what was up, and then place it on a neat presentation board, to boot."
LEGATE DROP! Myles is Tooth Fairy's Legate! He's v sweet, a lil bit clumsy, SUPER into conspiracies--hence Jacqueline being like "MAN I WISH THAT KIDS WAS HERE, HE'D KNOW WTF IS UP"
So let's talk about BLINTER. Just to clarify: THEY WERE NOT ABOUT TO GET IT ON IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DEN. This is just a typical post work day for them: start a fire, make a blanket nest, be cozy until kid 2, 3, or 4 come to harass them
Blaise is pouty bc they didn't even get a single cuddle in before Kid 2 came in like
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And I was 100% referencing the meme lmao.
god tumblr killed the quality. I'll post it separately. ANYWAY
the Blinter and Jacquie scene was fun to write! This is one of the scenes where I was dropping very strong hints that Jacqueline was freezing--and Winter AND Blaise were noticing. Winter'll explain it all in Y11 ;)
FINAL RESORT
"You could really tell that graphic design was Chrys's passion"
another meme reference:
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I think we, as a collective people using slang, should bring back "gag me with a spoon". Also some older slang! I try to sneak those in when I know of some to show. Y'know. AGE.
This whole scene with Jack and Chrys actually was me laying the ground work for FINAL RESORT. Trying to get in all of the booths we see, the petting zoo, and the different announcements about various activities set up before the double digit years! That was my goal :)
THE ELVES UNION AT WORK
Ah yes. the walk out. God, this uniform thing was meant to be small, but lord did it EVER go big. I'm actually okay with it--my y9 notes were so lacklustre, I was concerned it would be (you'll laugh I know) TOO SHORT lmao
No. Fr. Look at them.
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"Because those outfits are a joke, and you wouldn't catch me dead wearing those."
Sassnard. We Stan.
"I'm so proud of all of my crew," said Davian. "Crimes against fashion should NEVER be tolerated!"
"And the break from the constant ruined showtunes, what a relief!" said Archie, leaning very far back in his stool."
The elves have their priorities lol. I Bet Archie and Davian are biffers.
Curtis on damage control was A) a stroke of genius on my part and B) the way I decided to start laying the groundwork for Customer Service Sales Person Curtis we see when Scott gets to the Resort! God, there is SO MUCH GROUND WORK FOR VARIOUS ITTY BITTY BITS WE SEE IN THE MOVIE, IT'S ACTUALLY INSANE. No wonder you all dig Frostmas so much. good lord
And then, we have it! Final Resort. Wholly heckeros! And yes, I did indeed name the Fire Marshall. Marshal. I'm a genius 🙃🙃🙃
""Course! It's lunch. I doubt anything will happen during lunch."
Famous last words, B-Man. And yes, I did that on purpose >:)
CHRYS UNMASKED. AND ALSO, IT'S CHERI!
Cheri's...interesting
While she is master of the dark witch arts, she isn't evil? Very chaotic. Kind of lets it slide a lot of the time when Witches use "dark" magic. Everything has a price, blah blah blah, it's not her place to tell people off about it--that's her sister's place, Gwen, aka, Glenda, master of the light witch arts
And also, dark magic will take what it needs in response. She just makes sure people don't use it SUPER illegally. Otherwise she kills em. It's her favourite part of the job :)
Lawful Evil?? Idk.
FUN FACT: She gave Gwen the nickname Glenda, like the good witch in The Wizard of Oz (derogatory), and Gwen went, "oh! Glenda, like the good witch in The Wizard of Oz (affectionate)? you're such a sweet sister I'll take it :)" and now everyone calls her Glenda much to Cheri's (dis)satisfaction.
Cheri is very not serious and hates being called in for business unless murder is involved. She does NOT ignore any summons, ESPECIALLY from Mother Nature.
Hence why Tara had a easy enough time getting her in
But Cheri does NOT make things easy for people, nope!
"Hay, Jacquie" a la Catra going "Hay, Adora". I was watching SPOP at the time. It's a DAMN good show, Catra/Adora my BELOVEDS
FUN FACT: Only recently decided how Warlocks worked in my universe! They know everything and can guide ANY castor. It's like a reverse of Warlocks in DnD. They don't need a patron; they ARE patrons!
By RETIRING Cheri means that a lot of Warlocks went into Rosehaven with the Call. They were making BANK on the feuding fae factions.
Petty vengeance->one night stand with Jack where he said he'd call back, and didn't, which Cheri expected but any excuse for petty revenge is a good one! Good karma->Cheri explains it herself: if it helps the "good" forces, and she contributed to it, she gets a bit of a pass on being The Worst :)
OH SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT THE SNAP BACK INTO THE PRESENT
this was an idea I had had since like, the BEGINNING. Halfway through or so, Jack would bug Jacqueline in the proper timeline, to check in and also let her know that he'd like a turn and also, as a plot device so I could remind everyone it's a story of the past being told from the future, and plant the seed of "wait, is Jacqueline going to forget it? Or is she going to remember it?"
Is she? Well, you're not finding out until the Epilogue :)
It is just as jarring as I had hoped it'd be, especially since I forgot all about it! I was ready to title this section THE END and talk about Bernard's amazing exit.
But yeah, it was a fun reminder that this takes place POST redemption, TECHNICALLY, which is a lot of fun! And that was so pleasantly jarring. I'm pleased >:)
anyway
THE END: BERNARD'S STELLAR EXIT
if you listen to this version of the halo theme song on loop, you may enter the space I entered when I wrote this bit
anyway. i love Jack. He is. the Blorboest Blorbo EVER. But he did, in fact, steal Christmas for his own holiday and turned the park into a Resort. Implying that there is an overnight stay. Especially with a pamphlet THAT THICK. It;s not even a pamphlet. It's a fucking guide book. FUCK.
And like, there were no hotels that we saw. Maybe there are inns! I mean, the Winter Wonderland has rooms. But I digress.
REGARDLESS, something needed to happen to really get B-Man, well, GONE. And this was the final straw: Elf's houses for you to stay at, with your own personal elfsisstant!
It HURT to SUGGEST Jack would make the elves like. SERVANTS so I tried really hard to avoid that sort of thing--but yeah, they'd be like hotel staff but live in. Imagine being an elf and having to NANNY HUMANS?! FUCK
"That's what your emotional support sprite is for," I said.->Meme alert! "sir this is my emotional support x" meme lol.
Jacqueline gets to kick down doors, once again. Idk why she slams doors open so much? She just does lol
"...It's perfect," Jack said. "It's everything I've ever wanted." I tilted my head. There had been something about the way he said that that made me think that he did not believe that anymore"
I'M LIKE, DROPPING HINTS NOW AT JACK'S ENDGAME FOR FROSTMAS (since we already know Jacqueline's)
AND JACQUIE IS PICKING THEM UP!
I wanted to avoid "servant" related words, but B-Man is way more blunt than I am and we thank him for it tbh
"Really? Cause this is me, walking away."
SO THIS RAW ASS LINE WAS GIVEN TO US BY @shittyelfwriter YET AGAIN! WOMAN'S A GENIUS! We were chatting about BMan's exit and she sent a snippet with that line and I went "Ou. Yeah. That's GOOD" and did a bit of "do it different so they can't tell it's copied"
but credit is given where credit is due lmao! Ana's mind is like, BIG BRAIN when it comes to writing and connecting dots n shit :)
and there we have it! Frostmas BTS: Y9. Y10 coming to you SOON I hope! I'm clearing out my drafts. They're all just. Frostmas BTS and wips that have yet to see the light of day :3
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Preview of Strange Bedfellows Chapter 2! Introducing the worst love triangle ever 😏
“So, Weakness Moxibustion, huh? Haven’t seen that one in a while.”
A bespectacled doctor was poking and prodding at Pantyhose Taro with an annoyingly chipper expression on his face. Pantyhose sank his palms deeper into the cushions of the exam table. He was growing impatient with being treated like a science experiment.
“Can you fix it or not!?” Pantyhose said.
The doctor looked thoughtful. “It’s a pretty rare technique. Actually, there’s only one person I know of in the whole world who has the instructions for the cure,” he said.
Pantyhose scowled.
“Oh, but I’m sure he’ll help you! He’s a great guy,” the doctor continued. “Here, I’ll give you his phone number.”
The doctor scrawled a name and number on a notepad, tore off the page, and handed it to him.
“There you go. Ranma Saotome. He’s a teacher at the Tendo Dojo—”
“Ranma Saotome?!” Pantyhose exclaimed, feeling rage erupt in his stomach like a geyser. It hurt him everywhere to stand up. He fell back onto the table.
“That’s right,” the doctor said with a sunny, idiotic smile. “He’s a good friend of mine. Now, let’s get to work on those arms of yours, shall we? You really did a number on them.”
Pantyhose grumbled as the doctor started popping his joints back into place. So, Ranma Saotome had the cure—there had to be some way for Pantyhose Taro to get his hands on it. And once he did, Ranma would pay for this disgrace. Pantyhose would bathe himself in every cursed spring in Jusenkyō if it meant making him suffer—
“Hello?”
His thoughts of sweet, sweet vengeance were interrupted by a knock on the clinic door.
“Dr. Tofu, are you in?” called a familiar voice. Ranma’s housemate Kasumi Tendo stepped into the room.
“Oh! It’s you, Kasumi!” the doctor said with a strange look in his eyes. His glasses fogged up.
“I’m just here to return the book you lent me,” Kasumi said. She pulled a novel out of her tote bag.
“Oh, yes, a book! I love books,” said Dr. Tofu. “Now, which one was it, again?”
One by one, he started pulling encyclopedias off his shelf and tossing them onto the floor, singing to himself. “La di da do dee da…let’s see—was it this one? Or maybe this one?”
Kasumi smiled. “Oh, no, Doctor; I’m giving a book back to you,” she said. She placed the paperback gently into his hands.
“Haha, of course! It’s one of my very favorites. See?” said Dr. Tofu. He opened the book and wore it on his head like a hat.
Pantyhose felt his face twist up. Something very strange was going on here. The doctor hadn’t been this highly strung until—
Kasumi giggled softly. “You’re so funny, Doctor.”
‘It’s her! She’s…she’s got some strange power over him!’ Pantyhose thought, gripping the edge of the exam table in fear. His stomach turned to ice when she looked at him.
“Oh, Mr. Pantyhose!” Kasumi said. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“I’m not—don’t call me—”
In his panicked state, Pantyhose Taro struggled to form words.
‘Damn! She’s caught me off guard—’
The doctor handed the book to a plastic skeleton in the corner and grabbed Pantyhose’s arm, twisting it backwards in a circle.
“Oh, yes! He’s one of my newest patients,” the doctor said with a jovial lilt in his voice. “Hard at work setting up a dojo, isn’t that right?”
Pantyhose couldn’t have answered even if he wanted to. The doctor was tying his arms in a knot behind his back. He suppressed the urge to scream.
‘She’s using him against me! And yet…there’s still not even a hint of a battle aura! Kasumi Tendo…just what on earth are you?’
Twelve minutes later, Pantyhose Taro limped out of the Tofu Clinic in worse shape than he’d arrived.
Kasumi Tendo was a fearsome, fearsome opponent indeed.
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fickleminder · 3 years
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demons will be demons
Just an AU that’s been living rent free in my head for a while now, but one I’ll probably never properly write out. Features a no-pacts-average-MC, OOC demon bros, and angst.
- Belphie isn’t locked in the attic and the brothers are generally quite indifferent about the exchange program. They aren’t as close-knit as in canon and the truth about Lilith never comes to light
- MC arrives and is assigned to live with them for a year, but the brothers couldn’t care less about the human except to keep them alive. They don’t really bother to get to know MC and maybe bully them sometimes. MC quickly learns to back off trying to make friends with their housemates because it’s clear the brothers have no interest in them
- Examples of bullying: MC mentions having a fear of heights and Mammon decides to dangle them by their foot from the roof of the house; MC can’t handle spicy foods very well and Satan makes every dish spicy when it’s his turn to cook; Belphie manipulates them into doing his chores for him, etc.
- MC ends up getting close to the Purgatory Hall residents and a few of their classmates. The lesser demons actually aren’t all that bad and take a liking to the nice human. MC’s circle of friends grows to include two angels, a sorcerer, a lesser Pride demon, a lesser Greed demon… you can tell where this is going already
- One day plot happens and the brothers start treating MC kindly. MC isn’t complaining but they’re super sus about their sudden change of heart. Turns out some magic mojo created evil clones of the brothers who want to take their places, so they’re trying to win MC over. Dia and Barb get involved, there’s a showdown between the two sets of brothers attempting to convince MC they’re the real deal, and after a tense stand off, MC easily identifies the fake brothers for Dia and Barb to get rid of
- But how did you know, they ask MC
- They called me by my name, MC replies. And it’s true; the brothers have always referred to them as “hey” or “oi human”, but never “MC”. The fake ones had called their name sweetly to sway them, not knowing it was the final nail in their coffin
- And that’s when the guilt-ridden brothers start seeing MC in a new light. They’re a little nicer to them now, and realize too late that the human is actually quite interesting when they observe MC hanging out and having fun with their friends. Jealousy takes root when they see MC being escorted around the Devildom by the lesser demons, wishing it were them instead
- Also the realization that when MC had shared their fears/dislikes with them in an effort to take the first step in opening up to them, they had not been giving the brothers ammunition to bully them, but establishing boundaries which the brothers had trampled all over, further diminishing their chances of forging a good friendship before the year’s up
- Plot happens again and MC winds up in the hospital after an attack. The brothers get to know MC’s lesser demon friends when they ask the Avatars for permission to visit. The lesser demons bring all sorts of gifts for MC, giving the brothers further insight on what MC likes. They mention that MC usually declines gifts from them because their belongings disappear from their room all the time (guess who?) but this is a special occasion so hopefully MC will let it slide
- Mini scene: MC had shared with Satan that they were also fond of cats, but Satan didn’t believe them because he thought they were trying to suck up to him. But seeing MC make grabby hands towards the huge ass cat plushie one of the lesser demons had bought for them (the one in his NAMJATOWN merch), he laments all the cat café outings they could have enjoyed together
- The brothers can only watch from afar as MC is fussed over by their friends and spoiled rotten with presents. They wonder if they would ever be able to make MC happy and smile like that one day
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doyoung: the reserved
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━ welcome home to housemating smut series :)
☆ click the link above to read background info about this housemate!
☆ GENRE: smut, pwp ☆ DETAILS: fem!reader, college!au, housemate!au ☆ WARNINGS: brief cockwarming, degradation kink, slight praise kink?, name calling, a lil mean dom!doyoung, unprotected ☆ WC: 3k ☆ SYNOPSIS: another drunk night out and you’re knocking at his door in the middle of the night for cuddles, or so he thinks?  
☆ AUTHORS NOTE: i originally wanted this to be a cute fluffy lovey smut, but boy did i switch it up halfway through lmao it’s filthy like the rest, enjoy and hopefully this puts yalll to sleep. shoutout to my bestie nikki for helping me hehe luv u bubs
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3:12 AM. If only Doyoung could ignore the heavy knocking on his door and drift back to his sweet slumber, but he knows better than to leave you drunk and alone. He groans and stumbles in the dark, the warmth of his sheets leaving him quickly. As he rubs his eyes open to brace himself for your drunken appearance, Jaehyun’s voice is urgent on the other side of the door. 
“Can you hurry and open up? I hear your footsteps, I really need to pee!” His housemate’s whisper is more than threatening. He can hear your gentle, whiny voice behind the door.
“Is Doie asleep?” You whine, “maybe we shouldn’t wake him. You know how he hates people going into his room and I think he has class tomorrow.”
At the end of your sentence, the door swings open to reveal a tired Doyoung in his utterly adorable cozy pajamas. Though it’s beyond dark, your hazy image of him is more than glorious and a baffling desire to fall into his arms overcomes you. “It’s Saturday tomorrow, (Y/N). I appreciate your consideration, though.” His voice is hoarse and raspy from sleep, unlike his usual chirpy tone.
“Hi…” His sudden presence has you growing shy at the sight of your housemate. You being the shy one is a rare sight as it’s usually the other way around. Doyoung has always been quieter and more kept to himself, to the point where it’s normal for him to lock himself in his room to be alone. Nonetheless, he does quite enjoy your company. 
“Hey,” Doyoung chuckles and coolly crosses his arms across his chest, playing into your bashful act. He swears he’s over you and there are close to no romantic feelings involved, but it’s always the soft glow that surrounds you that he can’t seem to shake off. Doyoung may have had a one-sided love, but he knows that you can’t go to bed without him when you’re drunk. What a bad habit you’ve formed. 
Despite his initial crush on you, Doyoung still completely adores you. It’s too hard not to. You understand him the most in this whore of a house and you’re as close to his ideal type as he’ll ever meet in college. Considerate, kind, life of the party, intelligent, funny, willingness to be vulnerable. The list can go on, but he’ll have to stop himself if he still wants any chance at a relationship with someone else. 
Though he’s never confessed, let alone told a single soul about how he used to harbor some feelings for you, he simply knows you won’t see him the same way and oddly enough, he’s grown to silently accept it. When you’re sober versus when you’re drunk are two different spectrums. He isn’t sure how he ended up being the one you cuddle every time you come home drunk, but it definitely confused him at the very start. 
However, the moment you’re sober and it’s daylight, it’s as if the night never happened. Despite the occasional physical affection, everything is platonic and you’ve made that clear as the day remains cloudless. 
The process of getting over you wasn’t painful, it just never fully goes away. He’s come to accept that you’re an amazing person and since he’s gotten physically and emotionally intimate with you, it’s better that you two remain good friends.
But this practically explains why you are the only person Doyoung will wake up in the middle of the night to comfort. On top of that, he hates dealing with drunk people…with the exception of you. 
“Can I sleep with you tonight?” You play with your fingers behind your back and Jaehyun rolls his eyes at this strange encounter he’ll never understand. 
“I know you didn’t have Jaehyun aggressively beat at my door to simply ask me this question. Are you giving me the option to decline?” Doyoung’s snarky smirk is recognizable even in the lack of light.
“Well, I don’t want to bother you--”
“Come in, the bed is going to lose its heat.” Doyoung cuts you off abruptly, gently holding out his hand for you to take. Jaehyun groans and stomps his way to the bathroom, finally relieved to be free.
Doyoung quietly shuts the door, locking it as he does every time. He slowly lays you down in the spot he was sleeping on to ensure you have the maximum amount of warmth and follows in on the other side quickly.
Laying on your side, you two face each other in the comforting silence. Underneath the blankets, Doyoung naturally snakes his arm around your lower waist, pulling you into his body until your legs are tangled with one another. 
Inches away from his face, he notices that you’re oddly quiet for being drunk. His finger lightly brushes against your cheek and draws his brows together in concern, “do you need to throw up?” You shake your head, eyes dropping anywhere but his own.
“Do you want kissies to sleep?” It’s a common thing you usually ask him for, using terminology that intoxication has coined for you.
You call his name and he perks up to listen, “I’m not exactly drunk.” 
He blinks at your statement, slightly confused as to why you’re requesting to sleep with him tonight. “Explain?”
“I had a sip of a mixed drink at most.” Rolling your eyes, you pout at him. “I was only pretending to be drunk so Jaehyun wouldn’t ask questions about me wanting to come into your room.”
Doyoung still doesn’t understand your motives. “So what is sober (Y/N) doing waking me up at this ungodly hour? She knows better.” He tsks, facial expression is slightly bewildered.
“Because I saw someone at the party who looked like you, except slightly less attractive.” Your voice grows a bit more bold and seductive, “but he was wearing such a hot outfit. I couldn’t help, but imagine how good you would actually look in it.”
He gulps when he feels your hot hand holding his forearm. Your grip is tight, thumb drawing circles on his skin. “W-What was he wearing?” 
“It was a white button up, but the first five buttons were unbuttoned and you can just see the few lines of his toned stomach.” Your hand trails up his arm, spreading across his chest. “And the black slick belt, fuck. It reminded me of the one you usually wear for your econ presentations. You know I go wild for a nice professional fit.” 
Doyoung can’t believe what he’s hearing. You’re definitely more eloquent and explicit with your words when you’re sober. Nonetheless, he’s incredibly turned on by the fact that you came back horny at the thought of him and how your hand is sliding its way down to his waistband.
“Should I dress like that more often?” Doyoung follows your moves, running his hand up your shirt to grab your tit. “Because I don’t think you’ll be able to control yourself if I do.” 
An uncontrollable whine comes from your throat when Doyoung runs a thumb across your nipple. “I know it turns you on to watch me lose control, you’re call.” His other hand draws your chin closer.
His hot breath hits your bottom lip, “I’ll consider it then.” His lips crash into yours hungrily, tongue lapping with yours over and over. Doyoung hooks underneath your thigh and places your leg across his lower half. Grinding into your pelvis, you can already feel how he is slightly hard through his thin pajama pants.
Nose pressing into skin, that’s one of the reasons why you love making out with Doyoung the most. It’s as if he can’t get any closer, but he does and he tries until you’re suffocating in each other’s presence. 
His soft lips glides and traces so tenderly, his kisses feel individualized. It’s customized exactly to how you like it and how he seemed to figure it out puts him in another category of intelligence and skill.
Doyoung pulls away, leaving a yearning for more. He subtly checks the time behind you, 3:47 AM. “Are you tired?” There is slight guilt in your voice when you notice the hesitation in his face.
“A bit.” He apologizes, but you clasp your hand over his mouth.
“Why don’t you just put it in me? That will satisfy me enough, I just want to feel full and we can still cuddle.” You do feel bad for waking him up for sex, forgetting that this man has a normal and healthy sleeping schedule.
He raises a questionable brow, “never tried that before, are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sorry for waking you.” You bite at your lip in anticipation. 
Doyoung tsk again, rolling his eyes until they reach the ceiling. “Me waking up and opening my door for you was my choice. Besides, you know I can’t keep my hands off of you given the opportunity.” 
You pout, kissing him on the lips once more. “Now take off your cute shorts, so I can check how wet you are.” Doyoung demands, which causes an increase of a flow down there. Nevertheless, you listen and discard every piece of clothing you had on. 
When Doyoung swipes at your cunt, you react greatly to his touch. “Dripping.” is all he says as he licks his fingers clean of your juices.
He follows to take off his clothes quickly, lazily pumping his cock in one hand and toying with your clit with the other. You’re squirming, as you hold onto his forearm to steady yourself. However, the pleasure is undeniably delicious, the flavor hitting at the tip of our tongue. “Doyoung, I want you.” 
He sees the strain in your face, lip bite and eyes closed shut. You’re holding back so much, he can tell by how your sporadic hip wiggles all because of his fingers. “Have you always been this needy, baby? Wanting to be full of my cock so late at night? You should know better.” His raspy chuckle is the absolute death of you. Your eyes open immediately when his hand pulls away and grabs at your waist to pull you closer. A heavy heat spreads across your chest, completely blindsided by his hot comments. 
You and Doyoung have slept together a handful of times and let’s say, this man is deadly with his dirty talk. He’s just one of a kind, a fuck like no other and it drives you to see stars. He is always so reserved and posh, a true well-mannered and neat man. Doyoung is tastefully seductive, not sleazy or flirtatious. 
His banter always has you second guessing, wondering if there is some sensual implication behind his words. Doyoung doesn’t sugarcoat; when other men shower you in endless praise and boring, generic compliments, he makes sure those nonsensical comments don’t get to your head. He praises you in a way that makes you feel special, individualized. 
But he knows you don’t want to get praised, you get enough of all that already and you know that you’re attractive. While Jaemin gives you sugary sweet pet names, Doyoung calls you the nastiest ones in bed. Something about it thrills you, a refreshing kind of attention.
“Only for you.” You pucker your lips, with an innocence in your charm to persuade him.
Doyoung looks at you with sharp eyes and a haughty smirk on his lips. He uses his knee to open your legs and a quick hand to hold it up, aligning his tip at your entrance. You two still lay on your sides and face to face, breast pressed against chest. “Such a pretty slut.” He gently plants the softest kiss on your cheek, as he enters all the way in until he’s practically in your guts.
A gasp crawls up your throat, but Doyoung places a hand over your mouth to keep you shut. “Don’t want Jaehyun to come knocking again, do we? Be a good girl and shut up.” He holds back his own moan, the feeling of you wrapping around him makes him feel hazy and full of lust. 
Nodding, your arms fall around Doyoung’s neck and the skin on skin hug is more than comforting. His hot cock twitches inside of you, reminding you of the fullness at the literal pit of your stomach. Your friends have always talked about cockwarming and how sweetly intimate it is, but is it bad that you just want Doyoung to fuck your brains out? 
Doyoung glances at you with hesitant eyes, “baby, are you doing okay?” The shift in tone and mood catches you off guard. This is something new for both of you and Doyoung wanted to make sure it is still pleasurable for you.
You clear your throat, sinking onto his dick until you’re touching skin. Doyoung groans and narrows his eyes at the sudden movement. “Sorry, getting comfy. Wanna sleep now?” 
His hands glide down your back, finding their way to squeeze your ass. Your leg rests on top of his own and you two are locked in each other’s embrace until you’re both suffocating -- just how you both like it. His eyes wander down, as if he’s contemplating something. “I’m not sleepy anymore…” He clears his throat with light strokes against your skin.
“Then fuck me?” The politeness in your voice causes the switch almost instantly. Doyoung grips your hips, shallowly fucking you into the sweetest escape. 
“Always wanting to be filled, baby.” His whisper tickles your neck as he dots small kisses under your chin. Your mind whirls with temptation and pleasure, unaware at how dark and lustful Doyoung’s eyes have become. “Love being used, my doll?”
His thrusts quicken, with the strongest squeeze on your ass. Every powerful hit has moans and whimpers falling from your lips, and you’re beyond lost for words. A soft “mhm” does nothing for Doyoung, this man wants a verbal answer. 
“Answer me properly.” He stops, filling you up to the brim again. However, he starts grinding your hips into his own and the simple move lights up every endorphin in your body. His tip rubs against your spot perfectly, making it even more difficult to speak. With arms failing, you hold onto his shoulders for your dear life. “Fucking you so good that you forgot how to speak? Let me hear you, (Y/N).” Your name falls in a faltering moan. 
You’re so close, your grip feels tighter with each movement. “Love being used, love being fucked by you.” Your eyes shut for a brief second, before Doyoung tsks.
“Open your eyes and look at me.” When you peer at him, Doyoung blinks with fire in his dark pupils. His stare is deadly, but the eye contact only drives you further. 
His movements halt and just as you’re able to sigh with disappointment, he snakes a hand in between your bodies and rubs at your aching clit. Your body seizes at the electricity that comes from your most sensitive place and Doyoung continues with longer thrusts.
His hips match the pace of his rubs, intensifying the pleasure tenfold. Doyoung knows you want to be loud, covering your mouth to muffle your endless streams of moans and profanity. 
“All it takes is an outfit to get you horny. Pathetic.” He can feel that you’re on your edge and any second, you’ll explode in the palm of his hand and all over his cock. “Maybe I’ll fuck you in a pretty one next time.” 
Your heart is racing and you can only nod in response.
“Now, that’s my good girl.” Doyoung smacks your ass harshly and that’s enough to send you tipping. 
With a shiver down your spine, you bite your lip at the heightened pleasure. Every muscle in your body jolts and your pussy is already sore, you can’t imagine how you’re going to feel in the morning. A small yelp and trembling legs later, you’re pulling Doyoung as close as you can. He feels your walls squeeze around him and he can barely push his last thrusts in before following in your release. 
Both of you pant heavily in each other’s arms, Doyoung holding you against his sweaty chest as if he’s afraid to let go. You swear that you feel him give you a light squeeze through the hug. He grows soft inside of you and the feeling of him pulling out is pure disappointment and emptiness.
“We should try that again.” Doyoung chuckles, getting up quickly to grab some wipes for you.
“I don’t think we did that right.” You laugh, the chilly air cooling your heated body when the blankets fall off.
Doyoung sits in between your legs, gently cleaning you up. A tiny, cute smirk appears on his face. “Then, we should definitely try it again. Y’know, the right way. Trial and error, we have to keep doing it until we can get it right.” 
“Doie, if you want to sleep with me again then say so.” You tap his nose as a way to lightly tease at his usual timid demeanor and his way to beat around the bush.
He rolls his eyes, even in the low light, you can see how they glimmer. “Who was the one who knocked on my door tonight?” He retorts, tossing the wipe away and dressing himself again. 
“And who is the one blatantly suggesting that we try cockwarming again?” You taunt, eyebrow lifted and lips puckered.
He scoffs, joining you in the sheets. Doyoung plants a quick kiss on your cheek, “you just wait until I put on my black belt and white button up. Then, we’ll see who’ll be talking.” 
“Don’t walk around the house in that, you might turn on more than just me.”
Doyoung flicks your forehead, “those idiots wouldn’t know a hot man even if it hits them in the face.”
You can’t help, but smile at this silly and sweet boy. You’ve always adored Doyoung, it’s hard not to. If there was anyone in this entire mess of a house that you love coming home to, it would be him. And secretly, he feels the same way about you too.
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shinescape · 2 years
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He Would Never
Yeosang x Reader
tw: mention of a toxic relationship and bruises. (rest assured, yeo's not involved with it)
note: this was suppose to be a short drabble but as you can see i change it into a oneshot instead. This was written in a sleep deprived state so yeah it's kinda all over the place. He's been in my mind for awhile *sigh* so here you go, enjoy the read!
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Carefully, you propped your phone against the mug and opened the front camera. Sighing at your face, you quickly avert your eyes to the first aid kit on the table. All your movements were hushed and slow as you tried to get things done before your housemate got up. 
You put some ointment on the cotton pad as you leaned over the table and looked at yourself through the camera. The bruises weren’t light and you didn’t know how to hide it.
Buying makeup products would be a waste but you don’t like people noticing the pretty evident marks on your face and some were even on your neck and arms. 
After much wincing and hissing, you breathed out and leaned back on the chair, not noticing a figure standing right in front of the dining table. “What happened to your face?” The voice made you freeze as you slowly looked up to the man who was staring at you intently.
You messily cleaned up the table and was about to stand to leave but he blocked your way. This was not good. You very much want to avoid this situation but there he was up and eyeing you with an unreadable expression. “Answer my question first.”
You gulped and looked away. “I fell and hit myself.” You know that Yeosang knows it was a very stupid lie. 
“Stay here, I’m making you hot chocolate.” He walked away, not even bothering to check if you would sprint back to your room. At his words, you obediently sat down and fumbled with your hands, coming up with different scenarios in your head as he busied himself in the kitchen. 
Yeosang observed your frame as he stepped closer and placed the mug down on the table. He sat down next to you and noticed how you flinched at his action.
“Hey, is everything okay-” You cower back when he reaches out to you. The atmosphere was too awkward for you and you wished he would let you go.
You slowly looked up to meet his eyes when he called out your name. He eyed you worriedly, hands unsure where to place them when you’re the one who usually initiated touch first with him.
“Can I go back to my room? I don’t feel too good.” He didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable with him but he just can’t let you go just yet. You let out a yelp when you felt the chair being pulled forward, knees hitting his chair.  
“Please tell me what happened.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” You let out softly, looking away from him. There it was again, the heavy silence. You knew he meant well but the thought of telling him what had happened made you feel ashamed already. “Yeo, please…” 
There was no response from him and that made you curious as to what he was doing. His expression changed from worried to pain. It’s as if he already knew what had happened to you. “Did they do this to you?” He questioned. 
“You don’t have to tell me everything but all these bruises, was it from them?” You hate how he always gets it right on the first try. What’s the point of hiding or lying if his hunch was this strong, you thought embarrassingly. 
“I’m sorry if I’m pushing you but I-”
“Yes. You’re right, it’s all their doing.” You gulped down as the back of your eyes started to feel hot. Before he could reply, you continued on with a pained smile. “Don’t feel sorry, I chose this after we broke up. So, you’re not at fault, okay?” You were getting restless and your stomach was churning badly at the moment. You wanted to disappear. 
“I know I wasn’t the best lover but I never hit you…and they did this after a few months of knowing you.” 
Yeosang’s words hit you like a train and that’s when the tears found its way out. You and him were lovers once. Everything was great, you tolerate each other's differences well and give space when needed. 
But a nasty argument broke out and you wanted out of the relationship. But the surprising part was, he didn’t stop you. He didn’t fight for the relationship thinking that he was the problem. However, there was one thing he stopped you from doing.
He made you promise to never leave the apartment and stupidly enough, you complied. You actually shouted at his face saying you won’t step foot in the place again but somehow Yeosang had his ways and made you unpack all your belongings and live on as if both of you didn’t split up. You then went from lovers to mere housemates. 
He reached out again to push your hair back to get a closer look of the purplish bruise near your eye but you jerked back. The you he knew who’s fond of physical touch had refused his advances. Only then it struck him that your new lover was hurting you all this while. 
He curled his fingers into tight fists and stood up. “I’m sorry, I won’t bother you. If you ever need me, you know where to find me, alright? Rest well.” Again out of habit, Yeosang was about to pat your head but clenched his teeth and turned away, ready to leave.
“W-wait!” You scrambled from your seat and grabbed the hem of his shirt, not wanting for him to leave just yet. You wanted comfort and at the same time you needed time alone. Your head was messed up at that point but seeing him walk away doesn’t sit right with you. 
He slightly turned to look at you. “I want to sleep but not in my room, can you…” His lips curled up when you contemplated finishing your words and gnawed on your lips instead. You still find it surprising how he knew what you wanted even when the words were left hanging. “Of course. Wait for me on the couch.”
As instructed, you sat crossed legs on the couch as you quietly watched him put layers of blankets on top of the futons. Not a single word exchanged between the both of you and once he set everything up, he was ready to leave you yet again. “Yeo, stay with me, please?”
He froze in his spot and blinked at you. “Are you sure?” You nodded and pulled him down to the makeshift bed he made in the living area of your shared home. He kept a proper distance from you and watched as you placed a pillow in the middle. He shook his head when you apologised for the barrier in between your bodies. He didn’t mind if that’s what made you comfortable. 
Yeosang turn to his side, prompt his elbow up as his head rested on his palm. He never got tired of looking at you even when you’re just fidgeting and staring at the ceiling.
“I couldn’t sleep at all when I came home last night. Stayed up the whole time crying my eyes out and prayed you didn't come looking for me.” You turn to look at him. “And you didn't, which I was thankful for.” He stayed in the same position, listening to you talk until your eyes were heavy and a series of yawns followed along your words as you kept on talking. 
He took in every word from you. Watch silently as you wipe your tears remembering the things your current lover did to you. He had to fight the urge to embrace you in his arms, calming you down like how he always did in the past. 
All he needed to do now was be there and look out for you. You may not be comfortable with his touch now or anyone of that matter but you were content with his presence. You mumbled out a “goodnight” and finally felt safe to sleep for the first time in so long. 
Hours later, you woke up feeling warm all over. You wondered what time it was and blinked your eyes open. The only thing in front of you was Yeosang’s sleeping face. Feeling yourself panicking, you tried to get away only for him to unconsciously hold you closer, patting your back reassuringly. “...I’m here.” Carefully you poked his cheek thinking he was awake but his light snoring says otherwise. “I didn’t know you talk in your sleep?” Right after you said that, the male beside you grumbled and fluttered his eyes open. Your eyes couldn’t avert away from his as he passed you a soft smile. 
“Did you sleep well? It’s still early for dinner, so let’s stay like this for a little longer.”  
“Let me go.” You mumbled out as you tried to wriggle your way out but he didn’t move an inch and continued holding you close to him.     
“I’m not going to do anything.” Somehow his words gave so much reassurance that you found yourself burying further into his arms. You knew for a fact that Yeosang definitely won’t do anything. It’s just hard to imagine him in such a way.
“Can you make that hot chocolate again later?” You asked shyly. 
“Make sure to drink it this time and I’ll make one everyday.” He backed a little to look at you and took in the fact that you were definitely there with him. He missed having you this close and now that you were slowly letting him in again, he was determined to make you feel loved again as how you were when both of you were dating back then. 
You hummed in response and felt heat crept up your face when he suddenly pressed his lips lightly on your forehead before resting his chin on top of your head, lightly patting you back to sleep. 
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Special Delivery
Inspired by this viral video and requested by @horrorfemme1138
ao3 link 1290 words, rated T
“Charlie!” Dean kept his eyes on the front window as he called to his housemate. “What did you do this time?”
“Me?” She yelled from her room, clearly still absorbed in whatever she was doing on her computer. “Nothing, I swear!”
“Then you wanna explain why a cop car just pulled up in front of our house?”
Apparently that got her attention. He heard her desk chair being pushed back across the wood floor and a moment later she was in the doorway of their living room, her eyes wide.
Dean pointed to the police car. “So, that would be…?”
“Nothing,” she said decisively, before chewing her lip for a moment. “And even if I had done something, it shouldn’t have been picked up on this quickly.”
“You get that doesn’t make me feel better, right?”
“Maybe they’re not coming here.”
Dean allowed himself to consider that possibility until the police car continued forward, then pulled into the driveway behind his Impala. Immediately his brain began to scramble. What if something had happened to Sam and they were coming to notify him? Which made no sense because they would just call, right? Still, he whipped his phone out of his pocket to text his brother. You dead or anything?
The reply was immediate. Not last I checked
The phone still clutched in his hand, Dean watched as an officer got out of the car and started to walk toward their front door.
“I’m not here,” Charlie said in a rush.
Dean turned but she was already gone. Maybe he could pretend not to be home either, but as he pivoted to check, the cop met his eye through the window, lifting his chin a bit in acknowledgement.
“Shit,” Dean whispered to himself even as he pocketed his phone and raised a hand in greeting. He took a long breath before moving to open the door. He knew he hadn’t done a goddamn thing wrong, but that didn’t stop him from arranging his features into what he hoped was an innocent face. “Can I help you, Officer?”
Whether it was the intimidating presence of a law enforcement officer at the door or the fact that this cop was exactly his fucking type, Dean felt like he was about to swallow his tongue. And that didn’t even take into account the uniform kink which Dean may or may not have. (Spoiler alert: he definitely had one.) But even without the form-fitting uniform and all those mouthwatering accessories, this guy would be gorgeous dressed like a frumpy tax accountant. Dark hair, a jawline that should be illegal, and the bluest eyes Dean had even seen. Dean didn’t realize he’d let his gaze drift from the guy’s eyes to his appealingly chapped lips until the man began to speak and Dean had to refocus.
“Let me assure you that everything is fine,” the cop said and oh god that voice coming out of that mouth? Dean put a hand on the doorframe to steady himself.
“Okay?”
“Well.” The officer’s brow furrowed. “Not completely. That’s why I’m here.”
Dean should say something in return. That’s how conversations worked. Instead all he could do was nervously wet his lips and, to his surprise, the cop totally broke eye contact to watch.
Oh.
In that moment, Dean was flooded with a lot of things in a lot of places, primarily amongst them a surge of confidence. Feeling assured that nobody here was in trouble, he relaxed his posture and leaned his hip against the door frame. “So what brings you here, Officer--” he let his eyes trail slowly downward to the name plate pinned to his chest. “Novak.”
Only then did he notice the cop was carrying something. Office Novak lifted his hand to display a plastic take-out bag. “You’re Dean Winchester?”
Dean blinked. “Is that my dinner?”
Office Novak squinted down at the receipt stapled to the bag. “Two hoagies: one turkey bacon cheddar, the other--” he looked at Dean, both eyebrows raised--” the, uh, meatman special?”
Dean wasn’t about to dignify that with a response. “Why are you--”
“Oh thank God, I’m starving.” Charlie appeared at his elbow with a grin. She reached for the bag. “Thanks, hot cop.” With a flash of red hair she was gone again.
Looking stunned, Office Novak began to take a step back. “I’ll let the two of you--”
“She’s my housemate,” Dean said quickly, finding himself waving his hands in front of him. “We’re best friends is all. I mean that’s important. She’s important. But it’s not like, you know.” To Dean’s relief, Officer Novak stepped closer again. “So, uh, how did you end up with our food?”
“Right,” Officer Novak said, almost to himself. “Your delivery driver was arrested for drunk driving. The order was in the car and it didn’t seem right that you wouldn't get your food when you’d done nothing wrong.”
“You--hold up. You’re telling me you arrested somebody and then decided to follow that up by completing the delivery in his car.”
Officer Novak shifted a little from foot to foot. “I can appreciate that it’s unorthodox, but it seemed like the right thing to do.”
Dean couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. The relief of nothing being wrong mixed with the absurdity of the situation and the fact that this gorgeous man was looking rather self-conscious, and laughter quickly bubbled up inside him. “So, like…” Dean began, and then he was full on laughing. Like, tossing-back-his-head-can’t-stop-himself laughing. “Wait.” Dean was fucking losing it in front of this man he’d been flirting his ass off with, but now he couldn’t seem to stop.
“Look,” the officer said, but Dean held up a hand.
“Wait. Wait.” He tried to pull himself together. “So, if the guy had been arrested in the middle of a drug deal would you have completed that delivery as well?”
Now Officer Novak was laughing too--the sound of it deep and rich--and it completely transformed his serious face into something brimming with warmth and merriment. Dean was pretty sure his blue eyes were actually fucking twinkling.
“That’s not how this works,” he finally managed.
Dean gestured behind him to where Charlie had long disappeared with the bag of food. “Pretty sure that’s not how this works, either.” They stared at each other, both smiling. “So, uh,” Dean began. “Speaking of work.” He shouldn’t say it, he knew he shouldn’t say it and yet. “What time do you--” and the pause as he began to overthink his words was making it so much worse. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, he told himself. “Get off.”
The look Officer Novak gave him was nothing short of voracious.
“Only seems right that I should thank you for going to all this trouble.” Dean winked. “Consider it a tip.”
“Oh, I’d like much more than the tip,” the officer said, raising one eyebrow in a way that literally left Dean weak in the knees. There was a long, charged moment before the radio clipped to his belt crackled to life. “I have to go.”
“You know where I live.” Dean tried to say it flippantly, with a whatever energy, but it came out a little breathy.
“I do, indeed.” He reached into his chest pocket to pull out a business card and a pen, writing something down before handing it to Dean. “Enjoy your dinner.” Their fingers lingered for an extra moment before he turned to leave.
Dean read the name printed on the front of the card: Castiel Novak. He’d written his personal number on the back. Dean shot off a text before Castiel was even back in the police car.
Thanks, again. This is Dean btw
Hello, Dean.
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