#ceo red velvet scenarios

[luxora]

Red Velvet -> {CEO AU} -> Co-parenting

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst. Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of infidelity. Mentions of joint and sole custody. Some swearing.

Irene

RING!

RING!

RING!

RING!

Joohyun couldn’t help but glare at the offending sound of her work phone on her desk, disturbing the peaceful bubble that she had created for herself as she worked through the new designs that had finally been submitted to her by the architects. She silently marked the the design she was currently reviewing before she leaning over and plucked the phone off its body, bringing it to her ear with an annoyed huff.

“Bae speaking.”

“Where the fuck were you?”

The sound of her spouse immediately shot ice through Joohyun’s body, shock quickly filling her as the sound of your voice tingled through all her sense, making her suddenly sit upright in her desk chair despite already having a perfect posture.

“Y-Y/N?”

“Who else?” You hissed from your side of the phone, a the sound of something dropping following your words, causing you to let out a curse before you huffed again. “Where the fuck were you?”

“What do you-”

“Areum waited for you for three hours Joohyun! Why the hell didn’t you pick her up from school!”

Joohyun’s eyes widened at your words, her head snapping to the large clock she had in her office wall, the blood draining from her face as she realized the clock hands were three places ahead of the time she had intended to leave to pick up her daughter from school. She then looked back at her desk, finally realizing the large amount of paperwork that was covering her desk. She couldn’t even see the surface of her clear, glass desk, she couldn’t even see a glimpse of her dark mahogany flood through her desk.

“I...Y/N...” She had started, her mind flurried in multiple thoughts as she tried to think of a reasonable explanation for her to be forgetting your and her daughter at school, but then you interrupted her with a scoff.

“Let me guess, got caught up in work again? Did that work include a blonde with long legs and a tight pencil skirt?”

Joohyun immediately ducked her head, her own body almost shriveling up on its own from the implication of your words. She couldn’t help but bite down hard on her bottom lip, her mind flashing back to the time when she lost control over her life and then eventually did lose it when you had found out about the ‘work’ which was keeping her from coming home to you and Areum.

“...Nothing of the sort happened Y/N. I can promise you that.” She said, her hand tightening into a fist as she stared into her lap. She heard you scoff.

“Yeah right.”

“I fired her Y/N. Nauen is not-”

“I don’t want to hear that bitch’s name Joohyun. I don’t care if you are or not fucking her. I just want you to be fucking there for Areum.”

“I am there for her!” Joohyun suddenly exclaimed, defensiveness immediately filling her as she thought about her beautiful 9-year old daughter, her dark hair as soft and sleek as her own, while her eyes were large and bright like yours. She was the perfect combination of both of you, although Joohyun did like to think she looked a little bit more like her. Areum certainly was Joohyun’s baby twin when she was a newborn.

“And yet today I got a phone call in a middle of a meeting from our crying daughter, begging me to pick her up because Mommy had forgotten her again. Are you telling me that is you being there for her?”

“...”

Joohyun didn’t know what she could say to rectify the situation. She messed up again, and she had promised herself the last time she had forgotten about Lia that she would not do it again. She had promised you, telling you that it would the literal last time she would forget. And yet she just proved once again that her word hardly meant anything anymore. It most definitely did not mean anything to you anymore.

The face of her daughter filled her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, along with her puffy cheeks being painted with the salty drops as she called you, heartbreak obvious in her voice because Joohyun was unable to fulfill her maternal responsibility to be there to pick her up during a difficult time. Her actions had already caused so much hard to Lia, and she was only making it worse through small actions like this.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” She heard you scoff on the other side of the phone.

“Yeah, sure.”

“I am! I am sorry Y/N, I will make it up to her. And to you.”

“How? By making yet another empty promise? Forget it Joohyun, I am not going to keep breaking Areum’s heart like this anymore.”

The way that you had said that made Joohyun’s blood freeze in her veins. Joohyun subconsciously tightened her grip on her work phone as she swallowed the building bile in her mouth as a means to try steady herself from the oncoming scenarios that were filling her head in reaction to your phone.

“What do you mean by that?” She asked carefully, trying to not show the building nerves that were climbing up her throat. She heard you huff on the other side.

“I’m changing the agreement. I want sole custody.“

“No.” Joohyun immediately answered, her body unable to remain still at your words as she shot up from her seat and began to pace away from her desk, her nails digging into her palm as she tightened her fist. “You can’t do that. I won’t allow it.”

You scoffed again.

“You are not in the position to suddenly stop things from happening.”

“You can’t take Areum from me. I can make it up to her.”

“Until you do it again to her! Face it Joohyun, you can’t be there for Areum, I can!”

“I can be there for her! And for you!”

Desperation and outrage was clawing at Joohyun’s chest, making itself obvious in her voice as she slammed her hand against her her cabinet which happened to contain the alcoholic beverages she would at times share with business associates when they worked late on designs, or with you when the two of you were still...together.

“Stop living in a delusion Joohyun. You can’t and you won’t.”

“She’s my daughter!”

“Our daughter, but as of late she has just become mine.”

Joohyun gritted her teeth tightly, pressure building up behind her eyes while her bottom lip began to tremble. She could not stand this conversation any longer. Joohyun grabbed her bag without a second of hesitation and darted out her office, uncaring of the work she left on her desk. She just needed to get to you and Areum, she needed to get this sorted out.

“I’m coming over. I need to set this straight with you. And Areum.”

“Joohyun, don’t you even think about-”

“I am doing it Y/N! I won’t lose the two of you any more than I already have!”

Joohyun hung up the phone and hurried into the elevator, slamming her finger against the ground floor level repeatedly until the metal doors closed. She needed to get to you as soon as she could. She could not lose Areum or you any more than she already has. She has to make it up to the two of you, most particularly Areum.

Seulgi

... It was too awkward.

Seulgi and you had yet to share a single glance with one another as the two of you sat in the principle’s office, both of you with your legs and arms crossed as you waited patiently for the principle to return from his brief meeting outside with his secretary. Seulgi couldn’t help but tap her fingers against her arm, trying to keep her mind somewhat occupied in order to avoid starting a conversation with you which could lead to two different directions: tears or screams.

Even though she was given some kind of small warning that you were going to be in attendance of the private meeting too by her secretary, she still found herself vastly unprepared in seeing you face-to-face, especially since you still looked as beautiful as the day you had kicked her out your and her shared apartment. Even when furious, you were delightfully beautiful, but Seulgi could not stand the distance between the two of you. The two of you had been married for over ten years, and a little extra during your dating years, but now it was as if there was an invisible abyss between the two of you, pulling you further and further away from one another.

When the principle eventually returning to his office, Seulgi couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief because the silence in the room would finally be put to an end. Seulgi readjusted her sitting position to appear more straight and controlled, waiting expectantly for the principle to start speaking as he took a seat and looked at the both of you.

“Mrs and Mrs Kang, lovely to see the two of you albeit I wish it had been under different circumstances.”

You immediately stiffened at the principle’s addressing of you, immediately making Seulgi tense defensively at your reaction, especially since the two of you have hardly made your separation known to the public. The two of you were in a fickle position, having being partners in marriage and business and it was not exactly easy for the two of you to separate yourselves entirely from one another, especially since both your and Seulgi’s families business merged when the two of you had married. While it was previously believed that the two of you had married for the sake of the merge, it was quite the opposite as the two of you had genuinely fallen in love before the idea of marriage was brought to the table.

But then things quickly became mucked up between the two of you when the business got in the way of the marriage.

“So do we.” You had answered in return, answering for the both of them as Seulgi made no effort to acknowledge the principle. She instead offered him a nod, prompting him to clear his throat before he laced his fingers together and placed them on top of his desk.

“Right, so as you might have been informed by my secretary, there was a small...incident that involved your son and another student.”

“An incident?’ Seulgi asked, crossing her legs and fixing the principle with a fixed look. He nodded.

“Yes, it appears that your son and his classmate were caught in a verbal argument before its escalated into a physical fight.”

“A fight...with Jinyoung?”

You were shocked at the news, your voice making it very obvious. Seulgi glanced at you and noticed your jaw was slightly ajar, your posture much straighter than before. Seulgi couldn’t help but share in your shock. Jinyoung was such a quiet boy, it was very unlike him to become aggressive and get into a fight.

“Yes ma’am. As you know, our school has a zero-tolerance for violence. I am afraid that this incident risks for Jinyoung to possibly be suspended, or even expelled.”

Seulgi’s eyes widened at the principle’s words, uncrossing her legs adn leaning forward on the edge of her seat.

“Surely that is a bit severe for a small fight between two children.” Seulgi started, but the principle fixed her with a look.

“It was not small Mrs Kang. Your son and his classmate disrupted the class entirely, one of their female classmates were even hurt in the incident because of their physical exchange. I cannot treat this lightly.”

“I understand that, but you cannot treat it so severely that our eight year-old son always has a permanent record all because of something that was said between him and his classmate.” Seulgi retorted, her eyes narrowed as she continued to stare at the principle. “What was the argument about anyway?”

“...”

The principle did not have an answer for her, his face becoming blank and then slightly a bit sheepish, telling Seulgi immediately that he had not bothered to investigate the fight any further aside from the exchanging of blows and injuries caused by it. And it seemed that you noticed it the same time as Seulgi did, because you mirrored Seulgi’s stance, staring at the principle with a more intense look.

“Are you telling me that you did not bother to find the reason behind the fight? We know our son and we know that he would never do something like this unless he was provoked. You are threatening to suspend or expel our son without a probable cause? Should we call our lawyer and have then investigate this matter instead?”

Even though Seulgi believed that perhaps threatening the use of their family lawyer was rather bold, she did not undermine you as she let you do what you did best, play the bad-cop persona that you were born to play. Between the two of you, you were always the one who would never mince words. Your intentions come very clearly to others, and the principle could very much tell what you were insinuating.

“Mrs Kang, surely that would not be necessary-.”

“You are threatening the future of my son, I believe it is very necessary.”

“I...I will have their homeroom teacher followup on the reason behind the argument. Please...let’s not escalate it further than it needs to be.”

“We will give you until tomorrow to give us a solid answer, otherwise you will expect a call from our lawyer.”

You stood up from your seat with a harsh glare on the principle, Seulgi mirroring your actions and not sparing the principle a single glance before she marched towards the door and opened it, stepping aside to let you exit the office first before following after you. She slammed the door shut with enough force to emphasis her aggravated point, a smile crawling along her face as she turned to look at you.

“Nicely done.”

“I won’t let him bully us into letting Jinyoung get expelled. I won’t.” You hissed, turning around to look at her, your body slightly trembling due to your anger. Seulgi nodded at you.

“I know you won’t, you are a fierce lioness, you will go for the kill against anyone who messes with your cub.”

“Damn straight.” You answered, a resolute look in your eyes as you instantly agreed with her.

A few moments of silence passed between the two of you before you suddenly licked your lips and then sighed, tucking behind a loose strand of hair behind your ear before looking at Seulgi with a slightly tired look.

“We will need to talk to Jinyoung.”

“Yeah, we do.” Seulgi agreed, tucking her hands in her pockets and swaying on the spot for a few moments before looking at you from under her lashes. “Can I...should we meet at a cafe or something? I think I should be there when we talk.”

“...yeah, lets do that.” You agreed, giving a small nod at Seulgi’s suggestion, making the businesswoman relax.

Seulgi couldn’t even remember the last time the three of you were in the same room together. Despite the obvious distance between the two of you, you have both tried to shield Jinyoung from the impending disaster between you and her marriage, but deep down, Seulgi feels that Jinyoung knows a lot more than he should. Seulgi not being in the family home is proof enough for the young boy to realize there were issues between his two parents, and Seulgi has been hoping to put off the conversation for a while. 

“Alright, um...do you want to pick up Jinyoung and I find a suitable cafe for the three of us? I can send the location.”

“...Sure.”

“Alright...see you in a few then?” Seulgi asked carefully, which you responded with a nod. “Great.”

Wendy

Seungwan had not expected to receive a phone call from you so late in the night but she answered it nonetheless, having promised you that she will always answer a message or phone call from you no matter what, something which she had fulfilled before, during, and after the marriage. She was groggy with sleep but she was suddenly awake when she heard your sobs on the other side of the phone, her body shoot up from the mattress at you distress.

“Y/N? What’s wrong?”

“S-Seugwan...i-its Areum. S-She is in the hospital.”

Ice immediately filled Seungwan’s veins at those words, her whole body freezing on the spot as her heart literally dropped to her stomach. Seungwan was surprised that she managed to keep her voice steady as she spoke to you.

“Y/N, what happened? Why is Areum in the hospital?”

“I...she was...she woke up screaming and s-sad her stomach was hurting. I-I drove her to the hospital and...and they suspect it is her appendix.”

“Okay, are you still at the hospital?’ Seungwan asked, leaping out of her bed and rushing to her closet to get some decent clothes.

“Y-yes.”

“Alright. Stay there. I am heading over now.” She said, tugging on a pear of jeans and grabbing a hoody before hurrying out of her bedroom. “Just stay calm. I’m on my way.”

“O-Okay.”

Seungwan hung up the phone and quickly grabbed her car keys before rushing into her garage and leaping into her car. She probably broke about a dozen traffic laws driving to the hospital but Seungwan did not car as she parked and then hurried in the hospital, nearly biting the receptionists head off when she uttered your and Areum’s name before being directed to the waiting area for operations. Seungwan immediately caught sight of you as you were pacing along the floor, you being dressed in your pajama pants and a hoody, tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Seungwan...” you rasped when you eventually caught sight of her, a sob leaving your lips as you reached for her, collapsing into her arms when Seungwan eventually reached you.

Seungwan didn’t hesitate wrapping her arms around you as you began to sob in her chest, your body trembling as you tightly gripped at her hoody, grabbing handfuls of the material. Seungwan did not say anything, she simply held you as you let out all your stress and fear, the smell of your apple shampoo filling her sense, almost calming her down as she closed her eyes and reveled in it.

Even though the two of you had divorced two years ago, the two of you made an effort to still be there for Areum even though the two of you were neither married. The two of you had married young, far too young to understand the struggles that came with marriage and the effort it took to make it work. The two of you were best friends who had fallen in love and then decided to runaway from your small-town homes to make a life in the city. The two of you struggled a lot adjusting to the city life, the two of you getting into pretty intense fights, but the two of you tried to make it work, eventually establishing a business together that eventually progressed into something much bigger than the two of you ever anticipated.

The two of you loved each but sometimes love is not enough to maintain a marriage. Areum had been an attempt to bridge the distance between the two of you but it did not work. The fights got worse and eventually the fights were affecting Areum, which led to the two of you that the best course of action for the two of you and for Areum was to get divorced. Seungwan won’t lie and say it was an easy decision, she wanted to make it work, but she knew that it was the best thing that could be done for the family, even if it meant that she could not fall asleep in your arms.

Seungwan still loved you even now; therefore, she found no problem in you soaking her hoody in your tears because you obviously needed someone to be your pillar of support right now, especially since your and her daughter was in the middle of an operation to deal with a burst appendix.

“It will be okay Y/N. It will be okay.” She cooed, rubbing the back of your head while her other arm was wrapped around your waist. You sobbed further in her chest.

“I...It just came out of nowhere. S-Seung,,,she was in so much pain.”

“She’s a fighter Y/N, she will be fine. I know she will be.”

“S-She was screaming so much-”

“Shhh, shhh, don’t think about that now. Think about her getting better.”

Seungwan had no idea how long she stood in that waiting area with you in her arms but she did not care. You were stressed and scared enough as it is, she could sacrifice her comfort to give you the much needed comfort that she was capable of providing. Eventually she managed to convince you to take a seat in the area, holding your hand tightly in hers while the two of you waited for any further notice regarding Areum.

“S-Seung...” You whispered, your fingers gripping Seungwan’s hands tightly as you stared at her with tearful eyes. She turned to you. “I-I’m so scared.”

“Shh, Areum will be fine. She is our daughter, she will be fine.” Seungwan comforted, raising her other hand to stroke your cheek, eyes soft and supportive as she tried to ease your fear.

Your bottom lip trembled but your leaned into her touch, closing your eyes as you soaked in the warmth she provided you before looking away, fixing your eyes on the operation door, waiting for a doctor or a nurse to come out and call out for you and Seungwan. Seungwan squeezed your hand and waited beside you, similarly looking at the door and waiting for someone to call for the two of you, her own bundle of nerves building up within her as she waited for news on Areum.

While she wanted to cry and stress herself, she knew she couldn’t because that would send you into a further panic. She needed to be the strong one right now between the two of you, and she will happily be it because it was both what you and Areum needed.

When a doctor eventually came out of the operation door and called out Areum’s name, both you and Seungwan leapt to your feet and hurried to the doctor, hands interlock as the two of you took comfort from one another.

“Areum, how is she? Is our baby okay?” You demanded, eyes wide with tears still obvious with them. You looked about ready to interrogate the man, almost reaching out to grab him if it wasn’t for Seungwan tugging you back to give a respectable distance between themselves and the doctor. The doctor gave Seungwan a thankful look before looking at you, a small smile on his face.

“Everything will be alright with your daughter ma’am. It was close but we managed to remove the appendix successfully. She sustained no further injuries. She will make a full recovery.”

Relief immediately flooded Seungwan from the news, but it was more ovbious on your body as you literally deflated in front of both Seungwan and the doctor. You turned to Seungwan and all but wrapped her in a tight embrace, a relieved sob leaving your lips as you nuzzled your face in her shoulder.

‘She’s alright.” You rasped, a smile on your face which made Seungwan smile as she hugged you back just as tightly.

“Of course she is, she’s our daughter after all.” Seungwan’s smile widened at the sound of your chuckle before she turned to look at the doctor. “Can we go see her?”

“Of course, if the two of you would like to follow me.”

You pulled away from Sengwan and wiped at your eyes, obviously trying to erase your evidence of crying but without any success. But neither you or Seungwan cared as the two of you walked after the doctor, hands still entwined to go greet Areum.

Joy

The tension between the two of you could be cut with a knife, both of you standing off like two countries about to go off to war but the only thing that could be lost was the relationship between the two of you which was bad enough as it is. Sooyoung’s eyes flickered to your partner on your far side, them having being strategic enough to make sure they would not be within punch distance from Sooyoung.

But then again, Sooyoung had pretty long limbs. She will be able to reach if she really wanted to.

...

Better not.

“Y/N.” She said politely, not pointedly not addressing your partner’s name despite it being ingrained in her mind after she heard you screaming their name from your and her bedroom when she arrived home early from a business trip.

“Sooyoung.” You greeted back, glancing back at your partner before looking back at her. “You look well.”

“Thank you.”

“...”

“...”

Neither of you said anything else, simply locking eyes for a few long moments before Sooyoung took her seat beside you, internally hissing at the close contact she was being forced to endure for at least an hour at her children’s school play. You clearly your throat and shifted, accidentally bumping Sooyoung with your elbow before whipping back to look at her.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“...”

“...”

“So um, Sooyoung, how is your-”

“I am already forced to endure your presence at my children’s concert, do not make it worse by actually speaking to me.” Sooyoung hissed at your partner, flashing them a glare so cold that she would not be surprised if icicles had been shot into your partners chest.

Your partner immediately shrunk back into their seat, looking away with a frightened whimper while you turned to glare at her, your hand entwined with your partner’s tightening protectively.

“There is no need for you to be so rude Sooyoung.”

“Oh, am I being rude? My apologies, I meant to be more restrained, but you know how one usually acts when there is an annoying mosquito around...you just have to squash them before they get arrogant.”

“Listen Sooyoung, I know that this isn’t ideal, but-”

“Yes I agree. This isn’t ideal. This is our son’s and daughter’s school play and you decided to bring your damn side piece, fully knowing that I was going to attend. I know that you struggle in the thinking department, but I would have liked to think you had at least a bit of common sense.”

Your gritted your teeth angrily at Sooyoung, not daring to argue back because you knew that she was hitting the nail right on the head. It was true, it was stupid of you to bring your partner to the school play while knowing Sooyoung was going to attend. Areum and Jinyoung had asked for both of you to attend, the twins wanting to have both parents in attendance and even though things have fallen apart between you and Sooyoung, both of you were making a decent effort to be there for your children. But your partner had started to become rather...needy in the sense that they wanted to be more involved with the twins.

So you had purchased them a ticket...to the consequence that you infuratied Sooyoung with their presence.

“...Can you at least be civil.” You asked, making Sooyoung scoff in response.

“As long as they don’t utter a single word, I will be the politest woman in the world.”

“Don’t ruin this for Areum and Jinyoung.”

“You have already ruined it by bringing them here. You just better not bring them to the play dinner, otherwise I really will make a fuss.”

“You wouldn’t do that to the twins.”

“And yet you just accused me of ruining things now for them. I am a woman who has nothing to lose Y/N, I am the more dangerous one between the two of us. be careful.”

Sooyoung’s warning may appear vague to others but it was obvious to you. Since you were the one who had the affair, you were not the one who had the power to make the major decisions. You were lucky enough that Sooyoung agreed to joint-custody between you and her. Even though she was furious by your infidelity, she was kind enough to grant you the same opportunity as her to spend time with the twins. But she could easily take it away if she wanted to, especially since she was always watching your partner with a critical eye when near the twins.

“...I’m sorry, just...just please let’s not make a scene.”

“I won’t as long as your stupid toy doesn’t utter a single sound.”

Sooyoung always pointedly would discuss things with you involving your partner right in front of them, uncaring if it was making them feel invisible or not. They had purposefully wrecked Soooyung’s marriage with you, encroaching on you despite your marriage status. But you were just as equal to blame as they were, you had allowed yourself to be seduced into another person’s arms when Sooyoung was out working to support the family.

You opened your mouth to say something but you stopped with the stage hall suddenly darkened, an indication that the play was about to start. Sooyoung noticed you glance at her one last time but she purposefully ignored , instead fixing her attention on the stage as she readied herself in slight anticipation to watch her son and daughter perform in the school play.

She noticed you turn to your partner from the corner of her eye but she ignored it. You were not the focus tonight, Areum and Jinyoung were, and so she was going to keep it that way. They had asked for the two of you to attend and be peaceful with one another, and she was going to carry out that wish, even if it meant she had to deal with the presence of the person who stole her wife.

Yeri

The words were so taunting to her as she stared at the document that you had slid to her on the kitchen counter, the glasses of wine that she had poured for the two of you remaining untouched as you watched Yerim read through the first page of the document you had drawn up with your lawyer. Yerim remained unmoving, inaudible, and completely withdrawn.

“...I refuse.”

Yerim looked up from the paper to look at you, her eyes resolute with determination while you simply sighed, shaking your head as you turn your back and took a few steps away from her, walking over to the kitchen sink to try gather your thoughts. Yerim stood up from the kitchen stool, her eyes locked on your back as she walked around the kitchen counter.

“We can make it work Y/N. We can go to a counselor, sort out our issues, we can-”

“Our issues are not something that some stranger can just fix Yerim.” You said, not bothering to look back at her but you words were as sharp as a knife.

Yerim continued to walk towards you but she stopped when you raised your hand to stop her, your fingers tense and straight as you held them in the air for a few moments before returning them back to your crossed arms. You were staring out the kitchen window at the clear night sky, the stars shining brightly in the galaxy above, being the only witnesses to the unfolding scene,

“Just sign the papers.”

“I am not signing away Jinyoung.” Yerim snapped, not taking another step forward but also not retreating.

 She was not just going to sign away her newborn son or wife. She has also been skilled at fixing problems and this should be no different. The two of you have gotten into fights before, but never to the extent that you were offering her divorce papers. The document’s existence had completely knocked her off her feet and she was trying to stand up again.

“You’re not signing him away. We can share custody.” You reasoned, still staring out at the kitchen window. Yerim scoffed.

“I basically am. I am giving away half my rights and time with him. He is my son, I am entitled to have him in my home.”

“He is just as much my son as he is yours and you are not entitled to anything.” You finally turned around to look at her, your eyes blazing with an unsaid anger that made Yerim pause in her retort. She had never seen such a fire in you, not even in your and her past arguments. “We decided together to have a baby, and yet you have forced your entire idea of a legacy of him without even consulting me.”

“Is this about the camp? Because I can-”

“This is not about the damn camp Yerim.” You said, marching towards the businesswoman and pressed a sharp finger into her chest, your teeth bared like an animal as you glared at her. “This is about you forgetting the fact that we had a baby because we wanted to start a family, not for you to build a little soldier to honor that stupid legacy that your family has always been obsessed with.”

Yerim couldn’t help but scowl at the mention of her family, you obviously know how much of a sensitive issue they were to the businesswoman. After all, she was forced into business by her father and then pressured to marry by her mother. She was fortunate enough that they had deemed you an acceptable match for her as a her wife, but lately it seemed that a tension had developed between the two of you, especially after you had discovered to be pregnant. She had assumed it was simply because of pregnancy blues or whatever came with it, but now it has seemed to escalated from moody moments to a full-scale separation.

“Don’t bring my family into this. This is about us.”

“Yes, exactly. This is about us and what is best for us, something which you seem to have deemed yourself to be the only one capable of making such decisions!”

You whipped yourself away from Yerim again and started to walk away, only for Yerim to stop you by gripping you by the arm. She tugged you back and forced you too look at her by grabbing you by the soldiers.

“Stop walking away from me! Where is all of this coming from?!” She demanded, urging you to answer her, only to be met with you pushing her away from you, making Yerim stumble into the kitchen counter behind her. You let out a frustrated huff before threading your fingers in your hair and tugging.

“This is coming from the fact that you believe that everything that you say is law! I am feeling suffocated Yerim! I want out!”

“Out? Out of what?”

“Out of this damn marriage!” Your eyes were blazing as you screamed at her, your eyes resembling hot coals as you removed your hands from your hair and instead tightened them into fists by your side. “I am sick of feeling like I am a prisoner on parole with an ankle bracelet! You and your family are suffocating me! I want want to leave!”

“Where is all of this coming from? Did my mother speaker to you? My father?”

Your silence immediately answered her question, making a blaze of fury appear in her body as she walked back to you and grabbed you hand, her other hand cupping your neck and urging you to look at her.

“Y/N, listen to me, just tell me what my parents aid and I will-”

“No.”

You grabbed Yerim’s hands and forced them off you, taking a few steps backwards to make space between the two of you. You shook your head and turned around, leaning on the kitchen sink for support, ducking your head down to recentre yourself before finally speaking again.

“I am exhausted Yerim. I just want this all to end.”

“Listen Y/N.” Yerim started, taking steps towards you, desperation clawing up her throat and threatening to burst but she tried her best to center herself. She swallowed thickly before reaching out to you again, her hand placing itself on your shoulder. “We can sort through this together. We...we can go away somewhere, we can...we can just...be. Please baby, please don’t force us into this.”

“...I am not the one who forced us into this.’ You finally said, turning around and forcing Yerim’s hand to drop from your shoulder. Your eyes had a deep sadness in them which had previously been masked by the anger from the argument, exhaustion mixed with it. “I am the one who decided to finally address it.”

“Y/N-”

“I know that you feel the same Yerim. You just have been too proud to admit it.”

“I have not been to proud about anything. Y/N, we just need to-”

Yerim was interrupted by the sound of the baby monitor, the cries of Jinyoung echoing in the kitchen, matching the cries that were coming upstairs from the nursery. You sighed in exhaustion before turning away, heading towards the staircase. “I’ll get it.”

“Y/N-”

“Please Yerim, I beg of you...just sign it and let me free.”

You finally exited the kitchen, leaving Yerim behind in a stunned silence with a broken heart in the company of a set of documents which had completely wrecked the perfect life that she had previously believed that she had.

#red velvet #red velvet imagines #red velvet reactions #red velvet scenarios #irene #seulgi #wendy #joy #yeri #CEO au #ceo red velvet imagines #ceo red velvet scenarios #ceo red velvet reactions #ceo irene #ceo seulgi #ceo wendy #ceo joy #ceo yeri #red velvet irene #red velvet seulgi #red velvet wendy #red velvet joy #red velvet yeri

[youxidol]

𝐜𝐞𝐨!𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞 + 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬

Can you do more sugar daddy/parents Irene and suho? Like y/n gets in a accident and loses their memory and suho and irene will everything to get y/n's memory back

✿since your relationship is unknown by your next of kin and family they have no idea to notify the ceos of your accident

✿they did suspect something was wrong when you weren’t answering their messages or calls

✿they have to read it in the news the following day 

✿it’s full panic mode then

✿they’re at the hospital in minutes

✿it’s awkward for the trying to explain to your visitors that you’re all dating 

✿they all agree to speak about it later and get an update on your condition 

✿they’re there every single second of every visiting period    

✿the media is all over it

✿hundreds of articles are written 

✿pictures are sneakily taken of them entering and exiting 

✿they start off as trying to out the two of them 

✿for some reason pregnancy is a big thing

✿they’re married and pregnant with baby one

✿junmyeon is a donor for joohyun and her unknown partner 

✿one of them is gravely ill 

✿when they get word you’re the reason 

✿they do everything to be the first one to break about you 

✿two of the wealthiest ceos not only date eachother, but have a third??? 

✿they’re gonna rake in the cash 

✿the two get right onto it to make sure nothing about you is exposed

✿when you wake up they bawl

✿they were expecting you to want them 

✿but their presence caused you to be confused 

✿why are there two filthy rich ceos in your hospital room?

✿their years of joy soon turn to tears of sadness

✿it only takes them a few seconds to catch on

✿they wait for the doctor to confirm it

✿they’re absolute angels with your visitors

✿they make sure they’re well looked after while they’re with you 

✿they bring food and drink and make sure they get plenty rest

✿they will pay for you to get the best possible treatment

✿any objections made by your family are shot down in seconds

✿they love you and want you back to full health asap

✿they only hover around during this time

✿letting people you remember help you

✿there’s no point in confusion you or pressuring you

✿they do give your family some pictures of the three of you to see if it helps bring anything back

✿one day when they get the call about you asking for them they’re so happy!!!

✿they’re with you in minutes

✿they wait for you to actually prove you have the memories back

✿when you do you are smothered in kisses

✿they missed you so much

✿they wanna steal you away and keep you to themselves for a few weeks 

✿when you’re discharged and return home you’re surrounded in flowers 

✿anything you need call them they will have it to you in seconds

✿they are at your beck and call

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[bylanternlight]

escapism

premise: joohyun finds you where you don’t expect to be found | kinda fluff, kinda angst, exposition | second person pov | 953 words

pairing: ceo!joohyun x fem!reader

warnings: none

preface: the first in a collection of ceo!joohyun tales from my garbage brain! i rewrote this what felt like 300 times and it’s still not the best but i hope you like it!

"May I sit?" a voice inquires from beside you.

Your attention snaps to the source of the question. Bae Joohyun stands at the end of the wooden bench you are currently sitting on, a curious look in her eye.

"Yes, of course!" you reply immediately, shifting left to make room for her.

Quietly, she sinks into the space next to you, smoothing down the front of her skirt. She is as impossibly gorgeous as ever, her black hair cascading in soft curls over one shoulder and the hem of a navy gown tickling the grass. The studded jewels in her ears gleam slightly in the warm light emitting from within the hotel up ahead. 

Out of her several locations of luxury hospitality across Korea, your mother chose the same hotel for every annual charity ball: the one right in the heart of Seoul, where the most prominent people flocked together. You should be in there now, keeping up the reputation of good daughter, diligent and capable of inheriting a massive fortune along with a massive responsibility.

You’ll return near the end to avoid as much as possible; you weren’t proud of it, but you were in need of a long breather. 

You wonder why Joohyun has strayed from the party. Granted, she was notorious for her quiet and modest demeanor, continuing to be humble in spite of her overwhelming success -- but humility aside, she had yet to turn 30 and was already of the most respected and influential figures in the country. Even if she wasn’t the social type, you imagine she would be busy with the likes of your mother inside of the grand main ballroom instead of out back in the gardens with a distressed heiress.   

"A bit chilly out tonight." Her statement startles you. For a moment, you're not sure if she's even talking to you but obviously she is, who else is out here, oh god you're so dumb, don't look like an idiot --

"It's definitely not summer anymore," you remark after a beat, "but I don’t mind. I think autumn is better, even with the cold."

"I agree." She grins, a subtle shift of her features but stunning in its ability to soften her face. "How is your mother?"

"She's doing very well." From a professional standpoint, at least. To your knowledge, she didn't have a personal life, so even if you could talk about it, you would have nothing to say. "Are you enjoying the ball?"

"It's always a nice occasion, and for a great cause," she replies, "but it does wear you out. I came out to rest for a while."

"Well, you’re not alone. I think everyone is a little worn out at this point.” By “everyone” you meant yourself, and by “a little” you meant a lot, but you didn’t think it appropriate to tell her so. 

Feeling a sudden weight in your chest, you look up at the deep blue sky, seeing the faint twinkle of stars through a lattice-work of tree branches. When you were younger, you would dream of playing under the stars and gallivanting through the forest. You had asked your father to take you camping in the countryside like you’d heard of other kids doing, but he’d give you an apologetic smile and a promise of later that never came to fruition. 

“Are you all right?” Your head snaps back down at Joohyun’s voice, a startling reminder that now was not the best time to get lost in sentiment. 

“Yeah, I am. Just thinking.” You offer her an assuring smile and hope she doesn’t press any further.  “But thank you for asking.”

Thankfully, she doesn’t. Instead, she smiles back and cranes her own head upwards. “This is a good place to get lost in thought,” she says. “Very calm.”

There is something candid in the slight curve of her rosy lips, in her eyes turned toward the stars and her hair swaying in the breeze. She is beautiful in a way you’ve never seen her before, and you find yourself wanting to see more of Bae Joohyun beyond the staunch professionalism that brought her here to begin with.  

Childish, a part of you rebukes. As unfounded as it is, the feeling still manages to pierce your chest and lodge itself between your ribs. 

“Forgive me, but I think I should be returning,” you say in a near whisper, pushing yourself up from the bench with care.

“Well, if you’re heading back,” she starts, rising from her seat, “then I should be, too. Do you mind if I walk with you?”

The request is nothing crazy, merely a companionable gesture -- but you do sort of mind by reason of your dastardly heart lurching in your chest. 

Regardless, you answer, “Not at all.”

The walk back is quiet, Joohyun keeping stride beside you until you reach the hallway towards the ballroom. Some of the party seems to have spilled into the halls, people in formal attire with flutes of drinks in their hands meandering outside the ballroom. You recognize all of them from one event or another, having committed most of their faces and positions to memory. 

Before entering the group, you turn to Joohyun with a smile. “It was nice seeing you again.”

“You as well, Y/N. Have a nice night.” She gives you a friendly smile in farewell before walking back into the ballroom. 

You stay on the fringes of the party, not willing to reengage just yet. The moments of rest you shared with Joohyun were fleeting, and as much as you want to remain in them for a little while longer, you are only kidding yourself. 

So you sigh, and continue forward as usual.

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[buddysmut]

GFriend Smut Masterlist

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Scenarios / Fics:

-WonHa:

jealous pixie / wonha

strict leadership / wonha (rough sex)

movie night / wonha

living with her lie / wonha

flower shop girl / wonha (g!p sowon)

after class / wonha (g!p sowon)

-SoMuji:

the leader’s downfall / somuji

-UmB:

umji’s disrupted privacy / umb

umji’s shopping list / umb (exhibitionism)

stylist sinb au

the hardest working stylist / umb (g!p sinb)

styling from home / umb (g!p sinb)

-YujUnha:

a small girl making big changes / yujuna (rough sex)

paying for her work / yujuna (g!p eunha)

-YeJu:

yuju’s new perspective / yeju (mirror sex)

-2Eunbi:

2eunbi’s sleepover / 2eunbi

breaking in the boss / 2eunbi (ceo sinb au / bdsm)

-SoJu:

private dance / soju (stripper au)

switching platforms / soju

shaking things up / soju (exhibitionism)

-SinJu:

her biggest fan / sinju (some bdsm)

-YuMji:

through the gate / yumji (slime girl umji)

-WonB:

flooded cave / wonb (tentacle sex)

return to the cave / sinb (tentacle sex / oviposition)

-WonRin:

binding friendship / wonrin

-EunRin:

real estate nightmare / eunrin

-UmRin:

yesisters vacation / umrin (slime)

-Eunha (Solo):

into the pit / eunha (tentacle sex / oviposition)

-Sowon (Solo):

living nightmare / sowon

-OT3-6:

inside yuju’s closet / yuju x umb

accidental contact / 2eunbi - wonha

never have they ever / ot6 (orgy)

beach house rental au / ot6

chapter 1 / wonha

chapter 2 / umrin

chapter 3 / yujuna

ceowon / wonrin - wonha (office au)

playing hooky / sowon x sinju (g!p sowon)

A Tale of the Glass Bead:

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[closedafterdark]

Author-Nim if request are open may I request a scenario where mommy Irene takes you as a plus one to a party. Irene had to go somewhere and she left you alone. Suddenly, Jennie walks up to you and starts flirting with you and she ends up touching your crotch. Next thing you know Irene comes from behind and whispers in your ear “I bet you think your acting real cute letting Jennie put her hands over you” she takes you outside and fucks you in front of Jennie

Tonight is the annual celebration dinner for Red Velvet Company. An entire hotel was rented out, much to the annoyance of customers who booked hotel rooms in advance. A sea of upper high class people filled the ballroom, drinking rather expensive wine and talking about golf.

You sighed, standing next to the h’dourves table as you sipped the terrible tasting wine. You felt out of place, black suit and tie dinners were never your forte. Not to mention you were only a guest here, a plus one to your girlfriend and CEO of the company, Bae Joohyun.

“Why the sad face?”

The lovingly soft voice causes you to turn around. You smiled as you saw your girlfriend standing before you. She wore a beautiful red, strapless dress that complimented her milky white skin. Her hair was neatly parted in the middle, not a single bang on her forehead out of place. You were always mesmerized by how beautiful she looked, often times feeling inferior to the beauty that called you her own. She smiled as she saw you admiring her and gives you a soft kiss on the lips.

“Mind telling me why my loving boyfriend is standing next to appetizers by himself?” Joohyun softly asks. She was never one to raise her voice when it was just the two of you.

“I’m sorry, honey. You know I’m never good with these kinds of things” you said.

“I understand. To tell you the truth, I don’t really care for them either” she said, pouting at you. “I’m sorry I had to drag you along to this”

“Babe, don’t be sorry. If anything it should be me who’s apologizing. I’m bringing down the whole mood”

Her large glassy orbs shined brightly, staring at you as her beautiful smile melted all of your troubles away. You both stared at each other, as you bring her hand and caress her cheek softly, pinching it. She laughs and licks her lips, planting her extremely soft lips against yours. The two of you don’t care that it was a public area, exchanging in a passionate and tender kiss. Joohyun moans as your hands caress her exposed back and make their way down to her extremely soft bottom. She pulls you even closer, her tiny right hand making a fist as she hits your chest for caressing her ass while you two were in public.

You both pull away from each other after several minutes, smiling as you push your forehead onto hers softly. Both of you try to catch your breath as you look lovingly into each other’s eyes.

“I love you” Joohyun said.

“I love you too, wife” you replied. You recently started calling Joohyun that, causing her to always giggle as she felt so loved by you. You gave her several more kisses before squeezing her butt softly once more.

She hit your chest as she asked for one more kiss and told you she was going to go to the restroom to freshen up.

You smiled, watching her walk away as her cute butt could be seen through her dress.

“Quite the show you put on just now”

You turned around and saw a woman slightly taller than Joohyun looking at you, her cat eyes seductively alluring. She had nice hips and equally nicer thighs, her outfit a bit more revealing than what others wore. You were happy to see someone else who was familiar to you.

“Hi, Jen. What’s up?”

“Joohyun’s pretty hot” she said, approaching you slowly. “But what’s such a handsome guy like you doing with an old hag like her”

“That’s not cool to talk about my girlfriend that way, Jen”

“I’m just saying” she said as she grabs the knot of your tie and fixes it. “You need a younger pussy to satisfy you”

“Oh yeah?” you asked.

“Yeah” she replied in a dangerously seductive tone. Jennie’s accent always came out whenever she spoke naughtily. “I have a little something planned for you tonight”

“And what might that be?” you said, both of your faces close together as you inhaled Jennie’s intoxicating scent.

Jennie smiles as she plants a kiss on your lips before grabbing the back of your head and whispers into your ear. Your eyes widen as words leave her mouth and begin to process in your brain.

Jennie smiles as she takes your lips once more, her hands roaming your back as you smack her ass hard. She yelps in surprise, causing her to bite your lower lip. You break the connection between you two as Jennie sees your expression.

“I take it you accept my proposition?”

You nod, still stunned. Jennie grins as she takes your hand in hers and brings you outside the ballroom area. She leads you past the various security members assigned to the event until you both find a private bathroom with two stalls.

The moment you lock the door, Jennie captures your lips once more. Her kisses were more aggressive than Joohyun’s, sloppy and full of lust. She takes control by sliding her tongue inside your lips. Your hands find their way back onto her waist, as they naughtily roam every part of her body. You found Jennie’s hips were much wider than Joohyun’s, as your hands return back to their previous location in the ballroom: her bottom. You unbutton her extremely short shorts and massage them, causing Jennie to moan as your cold hands contrast her warm skin.

Jennie’s hands are now around your neck, kissing you hungrily before they find the buttons of your shirt and begin to remove them. When she finally unbuttons the last one, her kisses plant a trail onto your neck as you see your body be marked by her bright red lips. You remove your shirt and tie as she continues to kiss your chest until she finds her way to your abs. She looks at you with lust, smirking as she drops to her knees and finds your bulge in front of her face.

Jennie bites on your tip through the cloth fabric, causing you to moan as she unbuttons your slacks, already having unbuckled them in the ballroom. With one swift motion, she pulls your slacks and boxers down as your throbbing erection hits her cheek. She giggles, as she grasps ahold of your base and licks your tip. You let out a soft moan as you leaned your head back. Jennie’s hands were cold, which felt wonderful on your warm cock. You felt shivers down your spine as you looked down at your former booty call, pure joy and excitement seen on her face as she lathers your cock generously with her spit.

She strokes you in a delightful rhythm, getting aroused from hearing your cock be wet with her spit as well as your moans of satisfaction. She continues as her mouth kisses your balls, making sure they were sloppy before taking each individually in her warm and wet mouth. You let out a longer moan, as she sucked your balls one at a time. Her suction of them was your favorite thing she did to you, hearing the beautiful sound of them being released from her mouth with a loud pop. She moaned as she cupped your scrotum.

“These balls feel so heavy... and all of it just for me” she said.

You wanted to scream as Jennie’s mouth returned to your balls, taking both of them inside her mouth simultaneously. You started to feel lightheaded, forgetting about Joohyun as you watched an old flame give you oral that kept you up at night sometimes. She releases your sack, both of you gasping for air.

She smiles, kissing your tip as she only takes a few seconds to rest before dragging her tongue from the underside of your scrotum to your cock tip. Jennie knew what you liked, flattening her tongue as much as possible while she drew long licks. After several times of doing so, she reaches the tip. Giving you another kiss and licking up your leaking precum, she parts her lips and takes you inside her mouth.

“Holy fuck...” you moan as your cock enters Jennie’s comforting mouth. Her tongue seamlessly glides your underside as she teases you by only taking you halfway before retreating until only your tip is inside her. She looks at you and smiles with her eyes until she pushes her head down and begins slurping on your cock. You smile as inch by inch of you enters Jennie’s slutty mouth.

As you watch her, you notice the differences in techniques between her and Joohyun. Jennie forms an air tight seal on your cock, as her lips contain your shaft. She pools as much spit as possible to warm and wetten your cock. Joohyun preferred deepthroating, wanting you to facefuck her until you came in her mouth. Jennie loved teasing you, methodical in her actions of swiping her tongue across your tip and shaft. She never left your balls unattended, massaging them whenever she sucked your cock or taking them in her mouth whenever she stroked you. Joohyun never was the first to initiate ball play unless you convinced her to do so. Jennie’s blowjobs were imprinted in your memory, you missed the feeling of her mouth on you even though you were happy with Joohyun.

You failed at suppressing the loud moan that escaped your lips.

Jennie’s soft hands leave your balls and grip your thighs harshly as she began to suck your cock at a faster pace. She took you deeper into her mouth, her previously tight seal on you opening up as you felt her spit fall onto your base and balls, staining the floor. The sounds of Jennie gargling on your cock filled the restroom as you look at Jennie’s beautiful brown eyes and see her welling with excitement. She hums through a mouth full of cock, jamming you as far into her throat as she could.

You reached down and caressed her softly, she felt both of your hands on the side of her head as you rapidly force her head up and down your cock. You both maintain eye contact, as you fuck Jennie’s mouth. You loved hearing Jennie gag for you, her eyes spilling out tears of pleasure as her spit clings to her slutty mouth and chin, dripping onto her chest. Her hands remained on your thighs, digging into your skin. You feel yourself reaching a euphoric high as Jennie’s moaned loudly through your cock.

“So this is what you wanted to do...” you heard a woman’s voice say as one of the stalls open. You saw your girlfriend, a sweaty panting mess as her fingers were still inside her.

“N-noona, I...”

You were about to withdraw your cock from Jennie’s mouth as she hits your thigh and forces you to deepthroat her. You moaned as your hands instinctively grip her head and push her deeper.

“Shh. Don’t worry, baby. I’m not mad. In fact... why don’t I join and show this little slut here how mommy takes good care of you” Joohyun said as she gets on her knees next to Jennie.

“Oh, please” Jennie shot back as she regretfully withdrew her mouth from you.

“Daddy likes when his little girl is bad”

#asks #red velvet #red velvet irene #bae joohyun #blackpink smut #blackpink #jennie

[girls-scenarios]

The Warmth in Her Smile

Idol: Irene (Red Velvet)

Prompt: ceo irene age gap love story w gf (angst and fluff but more angst yknow) along the lines of having their differences but irene rly rly loves gf

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I did end up making this reader female, just because it worked better for the angst scenario I was inspired to write.

♡ Tip Jar♡

Irene had never been someone to jump headfirst into anything without stopping to think first. She hadn’t created a successful company by being careless, and her careful and calculating personality had made her rich. Even in high school, she had been careful of her actions, overthinking each situation as she planned her rise to the top of the business world. Everything was accounted for in her life.

Except for you.

She could have never accounted for you, or for the way you shoved your way into her heart and refused to leave. How could she have known that, on that rainy day, the panicked college kid she sheltered with her umbrella would make her fall in love? Had she known, she would have kept walking.

But she didn’t. Instead she smiled and took you in, offering you a change of clothes when you told her that you had a presentation and giving you her umbrella when you left, and now she couldn’t let you go.

What was it about you that was so addicting? Your smile? Your embrace? The way you tried your best even after being soaked to the bone? The way your lips felt against yours? Or perhaps the way your eyes sparkled when she praised you and when you accomplished what you wanted? When she tried to list the reasons, she only realized how much she loved everything about you. And how easily you could break her heart.

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“Is it normal for you to loan people your clothes when they get wet?” You had laughed softly as you stepped out of her bathroom, your hair still slightly wet but now pulled back away from your face. With a shrug, Irene had walked over to fix the blazer around your shoulders.

“I’m a philanthropist at heart. Do you always follow people to their home?”

You’d flushed and grinned sheepishly. “Well, I recognized you. You helped run the animal shelter fundraiser at my college last year and my friend said you lent everyone gloves, so I figured you were a nice person.”

Amused, she’d laughed and shook her head, her heart already taking to this optimistic college kid. “Fair point. You look ready to give a presentation now that you no longer look like a drowned kitten.”

“But is it really okay for me to take these clothes? I mean, they’re really nice.”

“They were a gift from a colleague, but they never fit me. They fit you, so you can keep them.”

“Wow.” You had grinned, warming her heart. “Thanks, I really appreciate it. I have to go now, but I’ll be back to repay you, I promise!”

At first, when she had let you out the door and waved goodbye, she hadn’t believed that you would keep your promise. After all, how could a broke college student repay her for designer clothes?

However, the next day you had showed up at her office, catching her as she was leaving for lunch with a grin on your face. “Hey, I told you I would repay you, right? Let me buy you lunch!”

And she probably should have said no. She should have known what would come out of this from the warmth you’d left in her heart as you ran off that day. But she hadn’t. Instead she’d agreed with a smile, holding up the keys to her car and offering to drive to the place of your choice.

Instead, she sealed her own fate.

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“How do you not know any slang? How old are you?” You laughed from where you were perched on the couch, looking over the back with your head resting on your arms, watching her as she cut strawberries in the kitchen. With a huff, she playfully pointed the fruit knife at you.

“You know, you’re pretty rude for a kid. I’m not even thirty yet.”

“Only a year out.”

“Oh shut up. I was busy creating a business, I didn’t have any time to learn slang.” Her lips curved down into a pout, which only made you laugh again. Her competitors always called her scary, but she could never intimidate you.

“Right, right. Maybe I should teach you some, so that you can be hip with the youth.”

“And why would I want to be hip with the youth?” Irene asked, rolling her eyes scooping the strawberries into a bowl.

“Well, you’re dating one.”

Your words made her drop her knife into the sink, her body freezing for a moment. Quickly, she covered up her mistake by turning on the water and washing her hands, but her heart was racing no matter how nonchalant she tried to be. She was dating a youth. A youth who could drink and was in her twenties, but still a youth. And she didn’t understand half the words you said. Swallowing, she dried her hands and picked up the bowl of strawberries.

“I guess you can teach me some,” she said as she walked over to the couch, handing you the bowl. “But I can’t promise that I’ll be able to learn.”

You were quiet for a moment as she sat down beside you, then leaned your head on her shoulder. “Better late than never, right?” As if trying to chase away the awkward air, you nodded at the TV. “What do you want to watch?”

Still, Irene felt a weight on her heart as she settled in next to you, remembering how you’d fallen asleep the last time she’d chosen what to watch. Maybe she was getting old. Reaching for a strawberry, she gave you a smile that she hoped wasn’t too strained. “Oh. You can choose. I think I chose last time.”

-

“Hey, do you remember when you picked me up from college the other day? For dinner?” You looked uncomfortable, staring down at the plate in front of you with your hands in your lap. The two of you were eating dinner together once again, at a new place her friends had recommended. Despite the amazing smells and fantastic food, though, you’d seemed troubled all dinner. Now, Irene frowned, putting down her chopsticks.

“Yeah, why?”

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, twisting your hands together in your lap as you blushed. “Well, my friends are calling you my, um, sponsor.”

“Sponsor?”

“They think you’re my sugar mommy, basically,” you said, rushing your words as you flushed even deeper. Irene swallowed, her blood running cold. Suddenly she wasn’t so hungry anymore.

“I.... I guess I could see why they think that.” Her car wasn’t exactly conspicuous, a sleek brand-new Lexus that was so clean it gleamed in the light. “What did you-?”

You cut her off. “I don’t think of you that way! I tried to explain that we just met by accident and that you don’t give me gifts like that, but they wouldn’t listen! They said it was okay if I was getting paid to date someone, but they hadn’t expected it from me. I didn’t know what else to say. I’m not dating you for your money, but now that I think about it, it looks suspicious, the two of us together.” You were obviously flustered and upset by your friends’ accusations, but Irene wasn’t sure what to do. Still, she reached out her hand, offering her support, and after a moment, you took it.

“It was only suspicious because I was picking you up from college. When we’re out like this, we’re just two people. Nobody can tell that you’re a student or that I’m a CEO. And what other people think doesn’t matter, because I know that I love you and I’m not trying to pay you to be around.”

“I know,” you said with a sigh, squeezing her hand. “I just wish my friends didn’t think that way.”

“I won’t pick you up in front of them anymore. If there’s anything I can do to stop them from being suspicious, let me know.”

“Okay.” Your voice was quiet, and she hated it. She hated seeing you down when you were usually so optimistic. And she couldn’t help feeling that this was her fault.

-

Her secretary Yeri was looking at her with pursed lips, her eyes intense with scrutiny despite the early morning hour. Warily, Irene walked past her to her desk and sat her bag down.

“Is something wrong?” She asked, already knowing the answer. Yeri only got like this when something was wrong.

“I’ve heard from gossip around the office,” Yeri said, choosing her words carefully, “that you’ve been seeing a student.”

Oh. Oh god. Irene groaned and rubbed her hand against her head. Of course people were going to find out, but the wording made it sound worse than it was. “A university student, Yeri. There’s nothing illegal going on.”

“Even if it’s legal, don’t you think it’s risky?”

“Why?”

“No offense, but you’re getting older. What will the shareholders say if they find out?”

“If it’s not illegal, I don’t see why anyone would have a problem with it.”

Yeri rubbed at her temple, like she always did when Irene was irritating her. “It still doesn’t look proper. A CEO dating a college student? They’ll say you’re paying them to date you!”

“But I’m not. They can check my statements if they want. I’ve given them some small gifts and paid for some dinners but you can see that I’ve never paid them any money.” Irene was starting to feel annoyed. “Plus, if I’m making them money, can they really complain about what I’m doing in my free time?”

“They definitely can if they think something illicit is happening.”

“Nothing like that is happening.”

“Still, you have to think about it from their point of view,” the younger woman said, crossing her arms. “And what about the student? Have you ever thought that they might just be after you for your money? You’re a millionaire, you have to worry about these things!”

“I know (Y/N),” Irene responded, her voice tight. “She wouldn’t do that. We’re dating and we’re in love. Is that so wrong?”

For a moment, Yeri was silent. Then she gave in with a sigh. “Whatever. Just be more careful, okay? You know how easily reputations can be ruined. Even just by rumors.”

“I’ll be more careful.” What a way to start her day. Irene fell back into her chair and frowned. “And spread the word that I don’t appreciate the office gossiping about their boss behind my back. If they have a grievance, they can come and take it up with me directly.” She wasn’t usually one to feel angry. But she was tired from the stress of work and from staying up with you, and she was beginning to feel annoyed that the rest of the world thought they had a say in her relationship.

“Will do.”

-

One night, after a fitful sleep, she woke up to the moon slipping in through the window and to a headache behind her eyes. For a moment, she was confused at the warmth next to her, until she smelt your familiar shampoo and remembered that you’d come over to spend the night. Slowly and carefully, as to not wake you up, she sat up and glanced at her clock. It was 3am. She let out a groan and pressed her fingers to her forehead, annoyed with herself. She’d never let stress affect her like this before.

Not wanting her restlessness to wake you up, she slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen to find her medication, hoping it would help her sleep.

For a while after taking her medication, she held onto her glass of water and looked around her large apartment. There were pieces of you everywhere, so stark and out of place that they were too obvious to miss. Your textbooks and backpack were on a kitchen chair, your slightly worn sneakers sat beside her expensive work heels, a YA book she’d bought for you when you wanted it peeked out among the reference books on her shelf, and your extra pair of slippers was covered in your favorite characters while hers were plain and grey. You’d slipped into her life, but it almost felt like you didn’t belong there, no matter how much her heart wanted you to stay.

Gulping down the rest of her water, she tried not to think of that. Instead, she washed the glass before heading back to the bedroom and climbing into bed beside you. The room was dark, but the moon outside was abnormally bright, and she gazed down at your features, relaxed and smooth. It was when you were asleep that it struck her how young you really were. Your hair was a mess and you still slept like you weren’t used to sharing a bed with someone, your limbs spread across her king sized bed. Where she was beginning to get lines in her frown and smile lines, your skin was smooth. The dark circles under your eyes weren’t as defined as hers.

Her heart twisting in her chest, she gently touched your face, running her thumb over your cheekbones. God, she loved you so much. To her, you were the most beautiful woman in the world. Maybe it was because it was late and she was stressed from work, but tears began to well up in her eyes.

She was too old for you. It hadn’t been long since you’d had your first legal drink, yet she could hardly drink without getting a terrible hangover the next day. You were still at the age where you liked to party and go out with friends, but she got headaches from loud sounds and preferred to go to bed instead of going out after work. She couldn’t go to clubs or parties with you, no matter how much you wanted her to. She was busier than you, she often had to go on business trips, she couldn’t always be around for you like another student could. She knew her long hours annoyed you, because the two of you had gotten into arguments about it before. But work wasn’t like classes: she couldn’t just skip her duties.

Biting her lip, she pulled her hand away and tried to swallow around the lump in her throat. What was she doing? This wasn’t right. None of this was right. She was stealing your youth away from you when you should be spending it with someone who could give you everything you wanted. Her gifts couldn’t make up for all the times she missed important dates and left you alone for weeks on end.

You stirred and she froze, staring down at you as you rolled over to face her and reached out your hand towards her. “Irene?” Your voice was rough and tired, and she reached out to grab your hand.

“I’m right here,” she replied, quickly wiping at her face.

“Mmkay. Just making sure.” A smile came to your lips and you seemed to drift off into sleep, leaving her to ponder in the dark, her heart torn into pieces of indecision.

-

“You’re going on a business trip again?” Your voice was rising from where you stood, leaning against the counter in the kitchen with your arms crossed. Your eyebrows were furrowed and your lips pressed into a frown that she was now seeing too often. “But you missed my birthday last year too! I thought you would want to spend it with me this time, but I guess I was wrong.”

“I said that I’m sorry.” Her words sounded void even to herself as she ran her fingers through her hair. “But it’s a business trip. I can’t say no.”

“You can’t even reschedule?”

“That’s not how these things work, (Y/N).”

“There you go again!” You stood up, your face flushing with anger. “You’re treating me like I’m a kid who doesn’t know anything about the world!”

“That’s because you don’t know anything about my world,” Irene replied, beginning to feel hollow. How many times had she had this fight with you before? “I have responsibilities that I can’t throw away just to spend time with you. I own a company, (Y/N).”

“I’m well aware. And sometimes, I think you care about that company more than you care about me.”

“That’s not true.” Her heart fractured and broke a little bit more, her throat burning as the urge to cry welled up inside her. Why was she crying so much these days? “I love you, more than I think you know.”

“Then why don’t you show it?”

“Because I can’t show it the same way that someone the same age as you might show it. I buy you gifts, but you say that you don’t want them because it makes people think I’m your sugar mommy. I offer to take you with me on trips, but you can’t because of school. I can’t pick you up for dinner anymore. But I try and I try to show you. I buy you flowers and I invite you over whenever you don’t have homework and I hold you ever time I get the chance. I tell you that I love you all the time. Every time you want something, I try to get it or make it happen. Is that not enough?”

You fell quiet for a moment. “I just wish you could spend more time with me. That’s all I want.”

“I spend every moment I have free with you.”

“Why don’t you give yourself more days off? You’re the boss.”

“That’s not how it works.” This isn’t how relationships work, Irene thought. We’re both in totally different worlds. Why did I ever think this would work?

“Why not?”

“Because I have to run the place. If I slacked off all the time, what kind of boss would I be?”

“I don’t know what kind of boss you would be, but you might be a better girlfriend.”

In that moment, Irene’s world fell down around her, and she accepted the truth. She accepted that this was never going to work. That she was never going to be able to give you what you needed in a relationship, and that you would never understand her world and the stress of it all. It took everything in her and made the tears spill from her eyes, but she finally forced the words out. “Then let’s break up.”

You froze, your eyes widening. Emotions flew across your face as you took in her words, before your shoulders slumped and the anger in your frown melted away. “Wait, Irene, what-.”

“We need to break up. This isn’t going to work between us, (Y/N), and it never has. I love you, I really do. But we can’t give each other what we need. We live in different worlds and we can’t understand each other. If we continue like this we’ll only end up hurting each other more. So let’s break up before that happens.”

Your lip started to quiver and Irene looked away, wiping at her face. She knew that if she saw you cry, she might give in. And she couldn’t give in.

“But.... I didn’t....” You seemed at a loss for words, as if you thought she would never say those words. In all honesty, she wasn’t sure she would ever say them either. “I never meant to hurt you,” you said, voice softer now.

“But you did. And I never meant to hurt you, but I did. We can’t continue like this, with you having to hide me from your friends and family because you don’t know what they’ll think, and with me having to hide you from the people I work with. I’m tired, and I’m sure you are too. It’s all too much.”

“I don’t want to break up with you. I love you.”

“I love you too. But surely you see why we can’t keep doing this.” She glanced up to see that you were crying now too, the anger gone from your body. “I’m sorry,” she said, and her voice broke. “But I’m breaking up with you for our own good.”

“Even though we still love each other?”

“I’m sorry,” she repeated, staring down at the floor. For a moment, there was silence, other than the sound of crying. Then you sucked in a breath and shifted, standing from the counter.

“When I graduate and get a job, will you give me another chance then?”

Her heart ached to say yes as she looked up at you again, taking in your face for what she knew was the last time. “I don’t know,” she said honestly. “I don’t know what the future will hold. But maybe if we’re meant to be, then we’ll meet again in the future. And maybe we can try again.”

“Then this is goodbye.” You stood across from her, your face streaked with tears, and suddenly the kitchen felt too big, and she felt too small. “Can I at least have one last hug.”

She had never been strong enough to tell you no. Despite knowing this would make it hurt worse, she nodded her head and allowed you to walk over and wrap her up in your arms one last time, hugging her like your life depended on it. For a moment, she sank into your arms and allowed herself to imagine a future where everything was okay and the two of you never broke up.

But then you pulled away, yanking her from her fantasy, and smiled. “I’m glad I met you,” you said, and she barely held in a sob, wiping at her face and feeling pathetic.

“I’m glad I met you too.”

She walked you to the door, helped you gather all your things, and saw you out. It was only when you were gone and the door was closed that she finally allowed herself to sob, her heart shattering as she sunk down onto the floor and buried her face in her hands.

Her apartment had never felt so cold.

-

Even years later, Irene had never forgotten about you, not really. Even though she’d tried to convince herself that she was okay, the suit she’d lent to you that day still hung at the front of her closet, and she often ran her fingers over the fabric and tried it on, only to look in the mirror and remember that it never fit in the first place. She went on a few dates that her friends set up for her, but no one ever took your place. Her bed stayed cold and empty, so instead she threw herself into her work, pushing her company further than it had ever been.

That was what she’d always wanted, right?

Her days all blended together, boring and bland and busy, until one day she sat down behind her desk and opened up a file of resumes only to see a name that knocked the breath out of her staring out of the paper.

(Y/N). Applying for the recently vacated secretary position, passed the test and first round of evaluations. She sucked in a breath, her heart pounding in her chest. Was it really you? After all these years?

She picked up her coffee and took a sip, trying to calm her shaking hands and push down the hope flooding through her body. If it was you....

There was a knock at her door and she quickly put down her coffee and straightened herself. “Yes?”

Joy, the HR manager, opened the door. “One of the applicants for the secretary position is here.”

“What’s their name?”

“Her name is (Y/N).”

Her heart climbed up into her throat but she put on her best poker face and nodded her head. “Send her in.”

Joy nodded and disappeared, and a moment later, the door was opened again by a familiar face with a warm smile that once again took her breath away. Just like it had years ago.

“Remember me?” You asked as you approached her desk, and she laughed. Like she could forget you. You were obviously older now, your features more defined, and you’d cut your hair, but you were still just as beautiful as she remembered.

“I thought it was you.” She wasn’t sure what to say as she leaned forward onto her desk, your file open in front of you. “But I never thought I’d see you here.”

You sat down and clasped your hands, and she caught a hint of nervousness in your mannerisms. “I didn’t want to let you go,” you said, your voice soft but steady, “so I worked hard to get my degree so I could come here. Will you give me a chance?”

“For the job, or for us?” Irene wasn’t sure what possessed her to make a joke, but when you laughed, she was glad she did.

“Both?”

“Well,” she replied, knowing that she still couldn’t say no to you, “we still have to do the interview. But I can say yes to one of those for sure.” At her words, you laughed again and held out your hand, and as she took it, she swore that her office had never felt so warm.

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[pikemoreno]

denying, admitting

part 2 of the ‘pretending’ universe

pairing: jack “whiskey” daniels x f!reader

word count: 5.2k (hahaha whoops. the longest single piece i’ve ever written)

warnings: canon typical violence, mildly gruesome death of a bad guy, some bad words, idiots to lovers

a/n: here it is finally, the continuation of the drabble pretending. the link to it is below. enjoy the best yeehaw man. we ignore canon here.

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“Your name is?” 

“Erica Shields.”

“And your boyfriend’s name is?”

“David Wells.”

“What does he do?”

“He is the CEO of a new weapons manufacturer called Co-Tech.”

“And when they ask what he really does?” 

“He is the CEO of Co-Tech… And all of their offshore accounts holding millions of dollars from the sale of illegal bio weapons.”

“And, just so we’re clear, the targets tonight are?”

“Mr. Lucas Mora and Mr. Grant Levin. Lead dealers of an illegal weapons ring known in the inner circles as IWE. They are the primary targets and any known-associates can be subdued as secondary targets.”

“Good,” Champ nodded, looking quite confident in your ability to keep to your fake identity, “You’re good to go, Agent Brandy. I’ll call up Agent Whiskey now and you can go ahead ‘n head down to get ready.”

You froze as you stood to leave. “Get ready, sir?” Air left his mouth gruffly in a way akin to a laugh as you looked over the pantsuit you were wearing. His eyes were knowing where yours were markedly confused.

You were already ready… You thought?

“Just go meet Ginger Ale downstairs. She’ll explain. Good luck tonight.”

“No luck needed, sir. We’ll take ‘em down tonight. Maybe a couple of their other dealer friends if we can prove they’re in on it.”

“Not that, Agent.” 

“What--” Agent Whiskey knocked on the half-open door at that moment.

“Ready for me, sir?” 

“Yes, please come in. Agent Brandy was just leaving.” His cheeky smile directed between the two of you told you nothing and everything all at once.

What did he think he knew about this? This was nothing. Just an agent with a miserable crush on a senior agent. You excused yourself from the conference room quickly, ignoring Jack as you brushed past him. 

Ignoring how intoxicating he smelled-- was that a new cologne for the occasion? 

Ignoring how nice he looked-- wine-colored velvet suit jacket, white button-up, dark dress pants, the usual hat abandoned in favor of his dark hair, immaculately styled for the occasion. 

Ignoring the fact that you could feel his eyes boring into you and you were not going to be giving him the satisfaction of playing into his flirting.

You did as you were bid, making your way to the staging area to get your weapons and other effects for the mission to find a high-low red satin dress, black heels, and obnoxiously large jewelry hanging along with your knives and the “upscale” version of the Statesman glasses. Your face must have dropped quite visibly because you heard a laugh from Ginger Ale next to you.

“Absolutely not,” you groaned, “I thought ‘Maybe a tasteful pantsuit with some flats?’ Maybe some boots? How am I supposed to work in this, Ging? Where are my knives gonna go?”

“Unfortunately this crew you’re going to be dealing with is-- well-- Unapologetically misogynist under the guise of being ‘traditional’ is probably the best way to put it,” Ginger shook her head. 

“So they’re afraid of a girl wearing pants?”

“When they look as independent and secure as you, absolutely,” she laughed. “The other women at the party are gonna look like this. You would’ve blown your cover before you even spoke if you were in your regular attire.” You sighed. You guessed it was a pretty hot look, if not a little unruly to complete the mission in. It’d get you to walk three inches taller in newfound confidence and you guessed that couldn’t have been anything but helpful in this scenario.

“So do I get my knives or am I just playing the part tonight?”

“Not at all. What better way to take them out then doing it by the hand of someone they don’t respect? They’ll never see it coming.” She presented the thigh holster that had been laying on the table next to her.

“Oooh, now that’s sexy, Ging,” you gawked, admiring the piece and absolutely filling it to the brim with the best of your knives from the wall of weaponry in front of you, as well as your trusty vial of poison.

“I know someone else who’ll think so too.” You stopped cold and turned to face her as she looked particularly smug

“Oh, not you too. First, Champ was acting weird about this and now you too? What exactly do you guys think is going on here? It’s Jack. He flirts with everyone.”

“It’s not just Jack that I’m talking about. I mean this with all the love in the world, but you can’t possibly be that dense, Brandy. Stop playing coy.”

“Playing coy how?’ Your anger bubbled in your throat, not at Ginger Ale or tonight or even Jack. Just yourself. Yourself and your dumb affections. It made your words come out a little more venomous than you intended, but Ginger took it in stride. “Pretending I don’t have a ridiculous crush on a senior agent and my partner in this tonight? Pretending that I won’t be heartbroken when tonight means nothing in the grand scheme of things?”

“You should probably go ahead and get ready. Your partner should be done with Champ any minute.” She gave you a tight-lipped smile and ushered you off to go change.

By the time you made it outside, Jack was already waiting, leaning coolly against the sleek black town car-- no Bronco for tonight; a CEO could only show up in the best.

“Look at you, all gussied up,” Jack smiled as you walked towards him. You rolled your eyes, and avoided his in doing so. It was all a part of the charm. Jack was a serial flirt. You’d seen it. And you’d seen too many before you fall for it, take his having fun too seriously. You couldn’t let his words fluster you or start thinking they were something they weren’t. But still, you couldn’t hide the playful smile that pulled at the corners of your mouth as his eyes stayed on you.

“After you, my sweetheart,” he opened the door to the elegant car for you.

“There’s no one here, Jack, you don’t have to start with that yet.”

 If only you saw the way he had to bite his tongue as you settled into the passengers’ seat.

You were really starting to make him question how good he is reading the signals. It had been seeming so obvious that you were into him; and so he reciprocated, making it more than clear that he is very much into that idea. And now you had taken the coy act so far that he was wondering if it was an act at all. Of course, he wanted to tell you how he felt about you. He’d wanted to tell you tonight. After a night of him “pretending” to woo you, showing you off, and kicking some criminal ass, he would tell you that the pretty things he’d said to you were real, that he would love to take you out for real and definitely not to an illegal weapons party this time. 

But he didn’t want to do that if you really weren’t interested. He didn’t want to put you in that uncomfortable position of having to reject someone you were going to see and work with everyday. Until he got a good read on how you really felt, he’d have to keep it to himself… While still making it so painfully obvious-- in a non-committal way. 

The drive was largely silent as you both thought far too hard about the messes you’d put yourselves in. The thick cloud of it was only interrupted by occasional questions and confirmations about the plan, the targets, and the escape.

Mr. Lucas Mora’s mansion was absolutely breathtaking as you pulled up to you: all light stone with a tiled roof, big windows, a grand driveway featuring a roundabout winding around a glamorous fountain that sparkled in the night lights. You found yourself trying to hide your awe as a valet took the black town car away and Jack led you by the arm up the marbled stairs to the front door that must’ve cost more than your entire apartment. You kept your voice low as you spoke to Ginger Ale over the com. She’d hacked into their security cameras like the damn genius she was and had eyes on the whole affair.

“What do we see, Ging?” 

“Levin and Mora are in the lounge. A lot of foot traffic in there. You should get them out of there before engaging”

“We have to get them separated. Less chance of one escaping.” Jack put his hand over his mouth, pretending to scratch at his mustache so no one could read his lips. You walked in the direction of the lounge, arm in arm. The way the knuckles of his other arm ran lightly over your arm was far too distracting for its own good, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“I’m not seeing a lot of weapons for a weapons dealer party. Should we be worried, Ginger? Anything hidden?” you asked, talking into a flute of champagne you picked up to keep your words hidden.

“Of course not. Their weapons are far too dangerous for their own use,” she laughed,  “I don’t see anything, but I’ll let you know if that changes.”

“Copy th--” You didn’t get to finish before the two of you were intercepted by Levin, the younger of the two leaders. He had a strong jawline featuring a smattering of well-kept stubble, slicked back greasy hair, and a smile so smugly charming it surely sealed him a few deals. 

“Where do I know you from?” he had an oddly ambiguous accent that you couldn’t quite pin and you wondered if that was on purpose. This man had to be a chameleon. “I pride myself on never forgetting a face. It would seem I’ve missed one.” He talked solely to Jack-- of course.

“David Wells. CEO of Co-Tech.” He held out his hand to be shaken. Levin only looked at it. “And this,” he put an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer, “is my girlfriend Erica Shields.”

“Never heard of you.” Jack let his hand fall back to his side, not dropping his eager smile.

“We’ve had several dealings with IWE. Often sell to--” Levin’s eyes lit up.

“Oh none of that code here, Mr. Wells, we’re all friends. Glad to have a loyal associate here with us.” He gave Jack one solid pat on the shoulder and then continued on to talk to someone else. You noticed for the first time how tense your shoulders had been and Jack rubbed a hand over one soothingly. How did he always know?

“Alright, let’s re-group,” you shrugged his hand off lightly, turning to face him. “I’m gonna tail Levin. You try to schmooze Mora. Take this.” You placed the poison vial in his hand, disguising the gesture as a hand squeeze-- which you couldn’t say you were mad about doing-- and stalked off to find your target.

It was a half hour before you saw him again. You were walking the pool deck and listening to Jack’s poor attempt to give Mora a poisoned drink. He was incredibly uninterested and you internally groaned at how obvious Jack was being with trying a little too hard to get it to him. The thought was interrupted by a voice coming from the pool below.

“And who might you be? I think I’d remember a gem like you.” You looked down to find none other than Levin, and staggered a moment, unsure of what to make of the comment.

“Erica Shields. We met a few minutes ago? With my boyfriend David Wells?” you responded in your sugary-sweetest voice.

“Right, right, of course.” You nodded awkwardly and there was a long beat of silence.  What game was he playing? Or was he really just that dismissive towards women? “Well, are you coming?”

“Coming?”

“You don’t have to play dumb with me, sweetheart.” It was the same term Jack had used with you earlier, and yet this one went down like poison instead of honey. “Come on down here with me.” He rose to float on his back in the water to emphasize where exactly he was wanting you to go. “Your boyfriend may be making millions, but I’m making billions.” He winked. You had half a mind to take a knife out right there and plant it directly into his chest, unconcerned with the consequence of the on-lookers, but then you realized you had an even better opportunity. 

Let’s turn this Ms. Shields into a gold-digger. 

You played along.

“Oh I don’t doubt it, but I’m afraid I didn’t get the memo about swimsuits.” You cocked a hip, tilting your head at him. 

If you could just get him alone.

He practically leaped out of the pool and climbed up onto the deck, coming to stand almost nose to nose with you. 

“Brandy, I know what you’re trying to do and I can’t recommend this. Rendezvous with Whiskey and you can figure out another way,” Ginger Ale’s voice came into your ear. Levin’s voice cuts back in.

“Well, we don’t have to stay here, angel.”

“Ginger, what’s she doing?” Jack’s panicked voice followed, “Brandy? Where are you? I’m coming to find you.” You’d never heard him speak so urgently. It made you freeze for just a second before you spoke to Levin

“Lead the way,” you smiled, watching as Levin quickly dried off before leading you with a hand on the middle of your back. You leaned into it despite wanting to put one of your knives through it. What a pig. 

It was at that moment that you met eyes with Jack, just briefly, just long enough to see his face fall. You turned away before Levin noticed your staring, missing the seven stages of grief cross Jack’s face as you walked away. 

His first instinct was jealousy. He, of course, knew you weren’t going anywhere with a worm like Levin for any reason other than your job, but he couldn’t help the knee jerk reaction from seeing someone else with an arm around you. His second reaction was worry. You were the most capable agent he knew, but that sort of situation was a particularly dangerous one. He didn’t miss the possessiveness of Levin’s grip; and he didn’t want to think about what he was going to try to do when he had you alone. His third reaction, then, was to follow you. It was his fault you were in this mess with him anyway-- so much for “wooing” you. There was no way he was going to let you suffer for it.

In that time, Levin had pulled you into the first of ten bedrooms in the upstairs corridor of the mansion and promptly pinned you against the opposite wall, an arm on either side of your shoulders. You responded in kind, the way anyone would respond to an unwanted advance by a sleazy billionaire: by stabbing him in the neck. About that time is when Jack finally caught up to you, slamming the door open, lasso at the ready, eyes wide in fear. He relaxed visibly as Levin crumpled lifeless to the floor. You watched Jack crack a smile.

“Guess I should’ve known you wouldn’t need any rescuing,” he reeled the lasso in, returning it to its place on his belt. You smiled back.

“You should’ve. But it was sweet of you to worry, so I’ll forgive you. Let’s get Mora and get the hell out of here before anyone finds the body.” 

***

You made surprisingly, anticlimactically quick work of Mora once you found him again. You snagged a tray of drinks from where a member of his extended wait staff had set it down. Jack added a dash of your little secret ingredient to one of the glasses and you presented it to him as he lounged on the couch. He gave you one singular nod, took the drink from you, and continued laughing with his guests. One sip would be plenty to have him on the floor within ten minutes, and you watched him take that first deadly sip with pride.

So now the targets were either dead or dying and you knew instantly you were going to have to book it out of there because once Mora keeled over, it wouldn’t take very long for anyone in that room to figure out the culprit. The issue, of course, was remembered once you made it outside the doors: your ride back was in the hands of the valet: a valet that was overcrowded with guests trying to leave. It’d take far too long to get the keys and peel out of there. Mora would be long dead before then. 

“Ginger, how long before we can get an extraction? We can’t get the car back in time.” Jack mumbled lowly as you made your way out of the mansion, walking with Jack hand in hand as though you were a couple going to look at the front gardens

“I’m not sure. All other agents are out. There’s a small town about a mile away if you can get there. I’ll send someone to you with a ride as soon as possible.”

You looked at each other. 

“Guess we’re walking darlin’.” Screams sounded from the house and you both jumped at the sound. “Quickly,” Jack added, eyes wide.

It was about a quarter of a mile of walking down the roadside before the terrible heels really started digging into your feet, leaving blisters and arch pain in their wake. No one had trailed you so far, which was good because your feet couldn’t handle moving any faster than their current trudging pace.

Jack must’ve noticed your limping, because he stopped and grabbed your hand to stop you as well, eyebrows knitted in a frown.

“You alright?” He looked you over, as if checking for injuries.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine, Jack. Don’t worry. It’s just the shoes.” He looked down at them, noticing the angry red rub marks. He didn’t waste a second in kneeling down and starting on removing his right shoe.

“What are you doing? You don’t have to do that, Jack. I’ll just go barefoot.”

“Nonsense.” He finished removing the right shoe and started on the left. 

“Well now you’re gonna be barefoot. What’s the difference?”

“I still have socks. You don’t know what kinda weird stuff is on the side of the road out here, Brandy.” He removed them and then gestured to your shoes, looking up at you. “May I?”

You worried at your bottom lip for a moment, looking down into sparkling eyes you’d thought about too often. They were now so close, so earnestly looking into yours. The care and concern sent a little spark up your spine. You nodded and joined him in undoing the little buckles on each shoe. He held out a hand for you to grab onto for balance as you slid out of the heels and into his much-too-large dress shoes. The strange, casual intimacy of the act was odd, but not unwelcome.

“Well, it’s certainly not a perfect fit, Cinderella, but it’s better than whatever the hell Statesman gave you,” he smiled and you returned it. He stood back up and your hands parted as you continued your trek to the town Ginger had found, shoes in hand and the promising lights of it gleaming up ahead.

Actually arriving to the little town of Speake was less than spectacular. The shining lights you’d seen came from the neons of a gas station and a 24 hour dive and the flickering street lamps in front of a long-closed post office, and a quaint but not horribly sketchy motel.

“Ginger, we made it,” you called, “What’s the ETA?” She hesitated.

“Is there a place there you’d feel comfortable staying at a while? 

“I guess,” you sighed, afraid to ask again, “What’s the ETA, Ginger?”

“First thing tomorrow morning.”

You looked to Jack. “Motel it is, then.”

***

Jack couldn’t help but feel he’d won the lottery as you dragged yourselves up to the second floor of the motel. There was only one vacant room with one king bed. It was a little too perfect, like he’d set it up himself, but he hadn’t. Well, he guessed he had, actually, but just the part where you joined him on the mission as his fake girl, not that you’d get stuck out here and have to share a motel room. Sure, he hadn’t gotten the chance to charm you quite like he’d wanted to: having you on his arm, complimenting you to others at the party, maybe getting to fake-- real-- kiss you. And he definitely regretted putting you in danger. But all of that sort of fell away from his memory now that he was getting so much more alone time with you than he’d initially bargained for. He wouldn’t dream of trying to share the bed with you, of course. He’d rough it out on the chair or find a way to make something up on the floor. But still, he couldn’t help but be a little giddy at the prospect of spending this much more uninterrupted time with you. 

Jack might’ve been incredibly enthused with the scenario, but he hid it from you well. He didn’t want to seem overeager and come off as though he was excited about the arrangement because of the off-chance that you might sleep with him. He knew what his reputation could be around the workplace. Hiding what he was feeling from you, though, meant that you had no idea what to think at this point. It all looked very different and incredibly confusing on your end of things. 

First and foremost, you’d settled it in your mind now that you would be sharing a bed with him. That was fine. You were friends, pretty good ones at that. And both professionals to boot. The unsettled part came in you knowing how you felt, but becoming more and more unsure of him. The fact of the matter was that any flirting that occurred before tonight was unreliable as proof that he might be attracted to you. He flirted with far too many other women for you to be able to take it seriously. Then there was tonight. He was clearly panicked about your safety and willing to give up his shoes for you. Hard to say what it meant. He might be a bit of a stubborn asshole at times, but he cares deeply about people. It’s what put him in Statesmen in the first place. Given that, would he have acted similarly with other agents out of the simple goodness of his heart? Maybe. But then again, it had seemed that he was catching onto your crush based on the day in the boardroom when you got this assignment. “You keep saying that we’re friends but you look at me for a moment too long for that to be true,” he had said. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Obviously, he was getting the idea. So assuming that he truly was acting differently around you, was it because he felt differently in and of himself? Or was it because he had caught on to how you felt and knowing someone had given into his charms made him automatically more interested in them?

It was hurting your head, going in circles like this. And by the time you gave up on your spinning, cycling thoughts, you’d reached your $35 room for the night.

It wasn’t… Terrible, you guessed. About what you’d expect for a $35 room in no-town Kentucky: beyond basic, subpar comforts, and flickering fluorescents. But it looked clean enough, that was a relief.

Relief ended as you looked in the bathroom mirror, mentally getting ready for bed as it now reached 1am. Relief ended when you realized you had nothing to sleep in other than the sweaty, itchy, puffy dress on your back. A long night was about to be even longer as you stared at the ceiling uselessly, sleeplessly waiting for the extraction. 

You stepped out of the bathroom and stopped as you watched a long-legged Jack trying to squeeze himself into a small armchair in the corner of the room.

“What are you doing?” 

“What does it look like? I’m getting ready for bed.” 

“Yeah, sure.” You hopped onto the bed. “C’mon, there is more than enough room to share this miserable little bed here.” You spread your arms across the bed for emphasis. but he hesitated. Of course he really didn’t want to spend the night in a lumpy old chair, but he didn’t want you to say that it was ok just because you felt bad for him and have you be uncomfortable.

“Ah-- Well, only if you’re comfortable with that, darlin’. I don’t want to overstep. I’m fine here, really.” You raised an eyebrow.

“Get over here.”

“Oh, thank God.” He practically ran and jumped next to you on the bed. 

“Liar,” you grinned, “I thought you said were fine over there.”

“Who wants to spend a night on a chair like that? I’m not crazy.” He crinkled his nose at the realization of your bed attire. “But I’m thinking you might be. Are you really gonna be sleeping in that?” 

“Well, what else am I supposed to be sleeping in?” He sat up and started unbuttoning his white button up shirt before you could utter another syllable. “What--” You began, but it was obvious he wouldn’t hear it. You were too distracted anyway, unable to look away from the exposed, tanned skin of his shoulders down to his soft belly. You’d always assumed him to be the type that took immaculate care of his body and wouldn’t settle for less than perfectly toned abs. The realization of the truth was a happy one, if you were honest. It was endearing, imperfect. It made him a little more human and less Agent Whiskey. 

“It’s not exactly comfortable, but it’s probably a lot better than that.” He held the shirt out to you and promptly turned around for your privacy when you took it with gratitude. 

“No peeking, Whiskey,” you teased as you changed.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sunshine.”

You flopped back onto the bed when you’d finished and touched his shoulder to let him know it was ok to turn back around. 

“Better?” he grinned.

“Much better. Goodnight, Jack.”

“Goodnight sweetheart.” He flipped off the light and you both retreated to your edges of the bed. 

Both out of respect for the other.

Both kind of wishing that this was happening under other circumstances that didn’t require you both to separate like two magnets of the same pole. 

But instead you repelled apart until sleep took you both.

Waking up in the morning was another story. Both of you had migrated toward the other in the night, meeting in the middle. You were facing each other, noses almost touching, his arm draped over your middle. Both of you coming to at about the same time led to an awkward dance of moving away and arms jolting away and mumbled sorry’s as you both laid there for just a moment more.

And he didn’t mean to say it, he really didn’t. This was not how he’d want this come out, but he was just admiring the way his shirt laid against your skin and the way your eyes glittered even in this grungy lamp light. And it just… slipped out.

“When I’ve imagined you wearing my clothes this definitely wasn’t what I was expecting.” You sat up so fast you felt a touch of vertigo. 

“I’m sorry, what?” His eyes widened in panic. Did he say that out loud? He wasn’t just thinking that? Damn was he tired still. 

“That came out wrong I—“

“What does that mean, Jack? Why would you be imagining that?” Your heart rate was picking up to dangerous speeds, your tone was more clipped than you intended, fear seeping into it.

“You know,” he mumbled, hands covering his face now, regretting every choice that led him to this moment.

“No, I don’t,” your voice softened as you crawled over and gently removed his hands from his face. “As a—,” you gulped, “A conquest or a… Something else.” He sat up, horrified, sitting directly across from you. 

“A conquest? Of course not! I talk a big game, but I don’t do that shit anymore.” He sighed. “I recognize that I flirt around a lot, but it really never goes anywhere honestly. I don’t let it. But even then, of course you were different.” You gawked, but you couldn’t hide the way your mouth twisted upwards on the corners. 

“How was I supposed to know that, Jack? You said it best, you flirt with… Everyone. How was I supposed to tell the difference?” He took your hands softly, giving you the space and permission to take them away if you wanted. You didn’t. You let him thumbs run over the knuckles soothingly as he spoke.

“You think I’d give just anyone my shoes to walk in or my shirt to wear? Hell, do you think I’d generally offer to take the floor when presented with a gorgeous woman and a motel room? No, Lord knows a younger me would’ve been all too happy to share the bed and hope something more came out of it. But it’s all different with you.” 

“Oh,” you whispered, looking down at the interconnected hands between you.

“Oh?” he chuckled, “That’s all I get?” 

“Jack I-- I’ve liked you since I met you on my first day. Do you remember?” He nodded. “Swept me right off my feet. I was so upset when I realized you were like that with everyone.”

“It was different then too. I just didn’t know how to make that obvious. It’s been a while since I’ve had to actually try to woo somebody, I guess.”

“You didn’t even have to try. I wasn’t so good at showing that either, I guess. Afraid I was just another name on a long list.”

“No lists. If there was, you’d be the only name on it.” You outright giggled in embarrassment and glee and exhaustion and pure dumbfoundedness all at once. Then your downcast eyes met Jack’s fully and next thing you knew your lips were on his and you really couldn’t have told who initiated it, but now his hand was on your cheek and your lips moved soft and slow against his, just getting used to the brand new feeling that was sending sparks through your stomach. It was over too soon, but you smiled at the prospect of that being your new normal, that you would have the opportunity to get used to the feeling: the feeling of his lips on yours in the morning light and the feeling of his hand in yours as you walked to meet the agent outside for the extraction.

Well, maybe you wouldn’t need another extraction again at least.

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[blushnote]

hiii!! could u pls do a ceo soonyoung or jeonghan where the reader is the very clumsy assistant and they get on the CEO’s bad side but like they are alone one time and the ceo makes the move

↳ requested | 1.7k words

↳ ceo!jeonghan smut

a/n: hi! i decided to go with jeonghan, hope you enjoy it!

there is really nothing to be done about your inevitable clumsiness.

yes, you realize it is probably not normal to spill the same damn box of paperclips three times in one afternoon, nor is it sophisticated to drop the coffee pot into the sink with an embarrassingly loud clatter because your fingertips had suddenly decided to become as slippery as soap.

you realize the other employees at the company headquarters cast you searing glances from a peripheral eye, to which you can only smooth your palms along the tight fabric of your pencil skirt and pretend you had not noted their contempt. even the CEO cannot repress his assailing, long-winded sighs.

yoon jeonghan is your higher up. he is youthful, polished, astonishingly intelligent, and leads his employees with a firm hand. shamefully, you dream about him, the venereal type of dream where you awake into the blackness with sweat slick to your skin and a slight ache buzzing between your legs.

it’s even worse having to stand before him in his office the following morning, watching how he spins a pen between his slender fingers, instructing you of your first task. you attempt desperately to pay attention, but as he leans back in his seat and sweeps a hand through his thick, penny hair, you shut down.

“you seem distracted, honey,” he tends to deeply sigh while seemingly gazing into your clandestine soul, “everything okay?”

and suddenly you can do nothing apart from swallow the dried remnants of saliva at your throat, stumbling about how you’re perfectly fine, instantly dismissing your fleeting reverie in which jeonghan was nestled between your thighs, heated licks pressed slowly up your slit until you gasped for more.

jeonghan always notes your abrupt eagerness to receive your first task, how your fingernails sink painfully into the flesh of your palms while you refuse to look anywhere but his eyes. then, after he assigns you to go organize his files or book his following meetings, you nearly trip on your way out the door.

you suspect that you irritate him with your clumsiness in some ways, but perhaps you wouldn’t be so goddamn abnormally hazardous if you could concentrate rather than covertly longing to be crammed beneath his desk, laving your tongue across the sensitive, flushed head of his cock.

whenever he beckons you into his office to scold you for spilling yet another pot of coffee into the sink or knocking over the paper shredder for the third time, you hate that arousal begins to build in your core as he admonishes you. his eyes often flit darkly and his tongue turns sharper than a razor.

“if i have to pull you into my office again,” jeonghan folds his arms over his chest and sits slightly on the lip of his desk, “then we going to have a very unpleasant conversation that neither of us will enjoy. do you understand, honey? do i need to make myself any clearer for you?”

every single time, you have managed to remain calm and return to your work.

but today is much different. it’s a late night and few employees have been asked to stay behind and finish the loose ends of varying projects. jeonghan never leaves until the last employee has deserted the building. it was an awful day. jeonghan had harshly disciplined you right in front of your own coworkers.

you’re still feeling the dense heat of his earlier vitriol bubble in your blood as the last employee shuts down his computer for the night. it is then that jeonghan hovers at the door frame of his office, not saying a word, but wriggling his finger and signaling for you to come talk with him.

seokmin, the remaining employee, brushes his hand along your shoulder before he grasps up his keys, murmuring a quiet, “good luck,” before he pushes through the exit. yeah, it’s a possibility you are definitely going to need it as a sigh balloons from your lungs and you trudge slowly into his office.

the room is more silent than the vacuum of outer space. there you are again, standing coyly before him, fiddling with the cream white sleeves of your blouse while anticipation welts upon your flesh like a burning sun ray. jeonghan is collapsed in his leather chair.

you notice his hair is attractively disheveled, his tie slightly loosened and crooked against his dress shirt, his legs spread wide in a way that seems to represent his hopelessness at ever shaping you into an efficient assistant. he cuffs his sleeves up to his elbows, and you trace the veins on his pale arms.

“what am i going to do with you, honey?” jeonghan suddenly sighs. “it’s difficult for me, y’know? having to scold you as often as i do.”

“yes sir, i apologize. i will do better next time. i really, truly promise i’ve learned my lesson.” as awkward as the job can be, you do wish to keep it.

he chuckles. “that’s the thing. i don’t think you have learned, sweetheart.”

the rims of your eyes widen, like a full moon. jeonghan smirks at you.

“i know you think about me,” he says unabashedly, without hesitation, “that you pleasure yourself with the image of my tongue sliding right into your pretty little pussy. that you practically salivate over the thought of sucking me off at my desk, my come painting the back of your throat like it’s ice cream.”

inwardly, you are decaying fragment by fragment. jeonghan reads you as easily as bold print; he can almost smell the scent of the slick that currently soaks into your underwear. in a metaphorical sense he has you by the throat. you’re pinned to the lust that permeates your senses and makes your heart beat.

“come here.” jeonghan coos, rolling back in his chair to give you enough room to stand right in front of him.

your tailbone digs into his desk. his gaze is thick with desire; it swirls like the stardust of a crumbling galaxy in his eyes, boring directly into you. for a moment you feel paralyzed, as though you are truthfully living out an erotic episode from a twelve am fever dream.

“take your skirt off and sit on the desk.” comes his following order.

however, you know the scenario you’re in is one-hundred percent reality when you fumble hastily for the zipper at the side of your dark, cherry red skirt. he watches in sincere pleasure as you slide the constricting fabric down your legs and step out from it, lightly kicking it aside with your foot.

then, you hop back onto his desk, a flustered but excited smile shining on your lips for a transient moment.

jeonghan’s hands lands on your knees. his warm, smooth palms grazes up your bare legs, sliding toward the soft inside of your thighs where he gradually parts them and reveals the damp spot that had formed against the pale blue cotton. you feel something molten engulf your body when he nearly growls.

“what a little whore you are,” jeonghan grits, “so fucking wet and needy. i bet this is what happened every time i ever scolded you, isn’t that right, honey?”

splaying your arms out behind you on the desk, you nod dumbly, “mmhm. i-i just, i couldn’t help it.”

a shiver courses down your spine like a droplet of arctic water as jeonghan grasps your hips and buries his face at your abdomen, the warm sensation of his tongue slowly licking over your bud through the thin cotton layer making you inexplicably dizzy. he purrs in satisfaction as a gasp escapes your lips.

“you know, sweetheart,” jeonghan pulls his face away from your core and casts a hand through his velvet tresses, “i’ve thought about you too, eating you out in the middle of the day, right on my desk, while the office buzzes and people stand right outside my door. bet you’d like that one day, wouldn’t you?”

“y-yes,” you splutter, “yes sir, i’d l-love that.” you know that you probably don’t have to call him sir in this situation, but that thought slips away from you.

jeonghan’s entire face ignites. he’s deeply pleased with the name, and once he has discarded your underwear clean off to some meagerly glowing corner of the office, he ravishes you. his tongue delivers an unfathomable sensation as it licks firmly up your slit and swirls in wet, messy patterns at your aching bud.

he suckles and lightly nips, eliciting an arrangement of the most impure sounds that could ever echo from your chest. a hand winds through jeonghan’s thick strands of hair, pulling tautly once he begins flicking his tongue quickly and sharply at your clit before soothing the area with a soft series of licks.

the tears are pricking like dew droplets at your eyes. your thighs squeeze firmly around his head. for a moment you fear you might crush him, though it is difficult to process coherent, sensible thoughts when jeonghan has managed to wriggle his tongue past your slit, your taste more desirable than sugar.

“o-oh, ff-fuck, mmff-uck! s-sir, it f-feels so g-good, d-ddon’t stop, please–,” you splutter as he begins fucking you as deep as possible with the slick muscle, ensuring his palms have a tight lock on your hips to keep you still and helpless to the euphoria.

in a merciless weep, you nearly spasm across the desk. jeonghan drags out his tongue and licks a broad, sticky, wet strip up your sensitive flesh. his voice is breathy, yet honeyed in pleasure.

“you could fucking suffocate me, sweetheart, i swear you could fucking suffocate me between your thighs and i’d die the happiest i’ve ever been.”

suddenly jeonghan stands despite your close climax. he appears to tower over you, his pink lips glossy in your arousal that is quickly stolen into his mouth by a clever tongue. it is then that you realize, how excruciatingly hard jeonghan has gotten behind his black pants. a whole new wave of neediness washes over you as he grasps his belt.

“but right now, i just need to fuck you. would you like that, sweetheart? would you like to take every inch of me until you’re crying all pretty and blissed out?”

your gaze is fixated on his slender fingers slipping out the leather belt that he tosses to the floor. biting down on your bottom lip, you realize that your clumsiness might not be as detrimental as initially expected, especially when you mewl out, “yes sir,” before jeonghan is bending you back over his desk.

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen smut #jeonghan smut #jeonghan scenarios #seventeen jeonghan #svt smut #svt fanfic #jeonghan imagines #um yeah i suffered

[luxora]

Red Velvet -> {CEO AU} -> You want a divorce

Requested: Yes

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Swearing. Divorce stuff. Some violence.

Irene

As a successful businesswoman, Joohyun was no stranger of paperwork, in fact, she was often swamped with it as she personally oversaw everything that happened in her company, which has essentially caused her to be stuck in her office for long hours through the days, at times for more than three days in a week. Arriving at her office early in the morning, she was already swamped with paperwork and she barely worked through half of it through the morning when her assistant had walked into her office with a solemn look, a manila folder in their hands. She nodded absentmindedly at the pile on her desk.

“Just place it on the top, I will get to it later.” She said, returning back to the document she was currently reading. But her assistant's voice made her pause.

“Ma’am, I think it is best that you read it now.” They said careful, placing it right in front of Joohyun instead of on the pile, their gaze intense as they stared at Joohyun with a serious look. “Y/N came in and told me to give it to you.”

“Y/N?” She repeated, frowning as she looked at the folder, confused of why her spouse would be dropping off to her assistant and not bringing it directly to her. Her assistant nodded, stepping away from her desk and bowing respectfully before leaving the office, unable to bear witness to what was going to happen once Joohyun opened the folder.

Deciding to shift her attention to the document that her spouse had handed to her assistant, she took her letter opener and easily cut the folder open before tugging out the documents that were in it. The second that she read the title of the document, all the blood in Joohyun’s body froze.

‘Petition for Divorce’

While her eyes moved across the typed lines of the document, her mind was not taking it in. Joohyun felt like she was witnessing her body from an outside perspective, simply staring at the back of her head while she held a tight grip on the documents which you had already signed and now awaited for her own signature to join yours. But instead of a signature of proof for happy matrimony, it was a signature for the confirmation of a divorce, one which she was not going to give.

You knew what kind of woman you were marrying when the two of you had gotten engaged and eventually married, you vowing to always support her in her aspirations, and to always be that constant support that she needs and knows she can back on. You were her loyal spouse and caring parent to her children, a terrific partner in all aspects, her perfect match, and yet here you have had divorce papers dropped off, not even bothering to see Joohyun yourself.

Slamming the papers down, she immediately searched for your phone and dialed your number, bringing it to her ears as she anxiously waited to hear your voice.

“This is Y/N-”

“Y/N! Just what is this-” Joohyun began, her fingers clawing at the document, only for her to be interrupted by your voice.

“-I can’t answer the phone right now. Please leave a message after the beep.”

The automatic beep sound of a voicemail ringed in Joohyun’s head, making her immediately hang up to only try call again, desperation filling her chest and clawing its way up as she once again was met with your voicemail. She hanged up and tried again, and again, and again, and again, until she eventually realised that you were purposefully ignoring her calls.

Joohyun shot up from her desk, grabbing her phone and bag before hurrying out of her office, making her assistant jump from the sudden opening of her door, her eyes wild and on them in an instant.

“Where is Y/N?” She demanded, not giving her assistant an option to even try stutter out a lie. But they immediately shook their head.

“I don’t know, they just came here and dropped off the folder-”

“How long ago was that?” She demanded, her nails digging into the side of the door frame as she stared at them impatiently, all aspects of her composure lost as desperation was evident on her face. Her assistant couldn’t help but flash a look of sympathy at her.

“About ten minutes, they didn’t say where they were going though-”

“Home. They will be going home.”

To your and her children. Since Joohyun made more than enough money for the both of you, you decided to be a stay-at-home parent in order to care for your and Joohyun’s two beautiful children. But the fact that you had left just to deliver a divorce folder to Joohyun without even meeting her meant that you had been thinking about this for a while, as well as planning it. Joohyun immediately marched for the elevator.

“M-Ma’am-”

“I’m going home.” She stated, reaching the elevator and violently pressing the button until it finally opened. Her assistant managed to stumble after her with shocked eyes.

“But your meetings-”

“Cancel them.” She ordered just as the elevator doors closed, Joohyun immediately stabbing the underground parking button before she slammed her fist against the side of the elevator, a choked sob leaving her lips as she trembled in frustration and fear as she felt the elevator move. “Y/N...”

She couldn’t accept this, she just couldn’t. The two of you needed to talk, she needed you to see reason, this did not just come out of nowhere, she needed to understand why you wanted to separate from her. She couldn’t lose you or the kids, she just couldn’t.

Seulgi

When Seulgi entered the bedroom after saying goodnight to the kids, even though they had fallen asleep long before Seulgi eventually arrived home, she could feel the cold temperature of the room. The air was full of tension, and it certainly did not help that you were apparently waiting for her to join her, already dressed in your pajamas, however they way that you were sitting on the bed reminded her of the many business people she has to deal with when it came to intense negotiations. Your body was tense and unyielding, a terrifying sight to look upon despite the polka dot pajamas that you were wearing. Seulgi couldn’t help but gulp nervously as she closed the door behind her.

“Hello.” She said, attempting to ease the tension, but failed miserably as you stared at her intensely.

“Glad that you finally made it back home.” You said, any joy about Seulgi returning home being nonexistent in your tone, which made her tense in caution.

“I’m sorry, the event took longer than expected.” She said, tugging off the jacket that she had worn to the event and slowly folding it over the chair of her vanity table while keeping her eyes on you. You shrugged.

“That’s alright, I expected you to come home late. You usually do, especially since it is about a super important business event.” you said with an icy smile, your tone like freezing acid which made Seulgi shiver and form a stone of dread in her stomach.

You were naturally a very bright and warm person, but the way that you were talking to her right now, there was nothing warm about it. You were cool and detached, not a hint of affection in your voice as you spoke to her, which was the opposite of how you usually were with Seulgi. She didn’t like how distant you felt to her, despite only being a few meters away from each other in the bedroom.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to come home late-”

“Of course you don’t mean to, but you do anyway and you say that you are sorry. You are always sorry, and yet the same thing always happens, and then you apologize again, and again, and again.” You repeated, an empty laugh leaving your lips as you shook your head. Suddenly feeling restless, Seulgi unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, hoping that it can help her with her breathing as she continued to look at you from the bed, unsure on what to do or say which could make you feel better, or at least have you warm up to her again.

“I’m sorry-” She started, but you just raised your hand in the air, halting Seulgi from her apology.

“Stop. Just stop.” You said, your voice firm and yet it sounded so tired, so exhausted, and Seulgi snapped her mouth shut as she watched you shake your head, slumping it down as you looked at your lap and sighed, dropping your hand to the leg. “Jinyoung had gotten 100% on his math test by the way, he brought it home with him.”

Seulgi immediately brightened at the news. Even though the two of you seemed to be fighting, arguments always seemed to cool down whenever the two of you brought up some good news about your kids, so hope filled her as you brought up your and her son’s achievement.

“Oh that’s wonderful! He studied so hard for it.” She said, pride evident in your voice. You only nodded.

“Yes, he worked really hard. It turns out taking him to those extra lessons have helped him.” You said, tugging at your pajama pants leg before continuing. “And Areum has passed her audition for the ballet studio. She heard the results today.”

Seulgi paused, her eyebrows furrowing at the news. Ballet audition? She did not recall such a thing occurring. “Ballet audition?” She questioned, which you nodded to.

“Mhmm, the one that I took her to two weeks ago, when you suddenly had an emergency meeting with one of your investors.” You said, bitterness evident in your tone as you glanced up and looked at Seulgi, the CEO herself feeling guilt in the pit of her stomach as she faintly recalled asking you to take Areum in her stead.

“O-Oh, I-”

“The two of them were so happy, they wanted to have a big family dinner tonight to celebrate their big achievements. But guess who had to break it to them that you couldn’t attend because you were busy with yet another company event.” You said, making Seulgi swallow thickly.

“I-”

“And the sad thing is, they didn’t seem that surprised, they had asked if I could maybe convince you to have dinner with us, but I knew that was futile because you have raged about how important tonight was.”

“I...I would have-”

“No you wouldn’t have, you have never pulled out of a business event, not even for us. Your family.” You hissed at the word ‘family’, your body shooting up from the bed so sharply that it made Seulgi jump at the sudden action.

Your body was trembling, but not from the cold, your arms were crossed and you were so tense that she was certain that you were as hard as a rock with how tightly tensed you were. You were clenching your jaw so hard that she could swear that she could hear your teeth cracking from the intense applied pressure of your jaws. Seulgi helplessly wrung her hands together, almost like a school girl would when they would explain their actions to a headmistress.

“I’m sorry, next time I will try-”

“There isn’t going to be a next time.” You hissed, your eyes deepened into a glare, which made Seulgi freeze on the spot.

“W-What do you mean?” Seulgi said, actually feeling scared with how you just phrased your sentence. Your glare intensified for a brief second before you let out a frustrated sigh, shaking your head and closing your eyes as you controlled yourself before opening them again and looking at Seulgi with an empty expression, an expression which scared Seulgi more than anything.

“I want a divorce.” Seulgi stopped breathing.

“I want sole custody of the kids.” Her eyes were burning.

“And we won’t be living here anymore, we will find a new home.”

And she broke.

Wendy

Seungwan had hoped that you and her could have sorted things out tonight. She had the children dropped off at a friends house for a sleepover, and she had planned to spend the entire evening with you. She was going to prepare a nice dinner for the two of you, perhaps watch a movie or two, and if things went according to plan, hopefully become tangled in the sheets with a wonderful makeup love-making. She was fully prepared to sort out the tenseness between you and her which has been lingering for the past while, and she had hoped that she could finally have some peace in her home again.

She was dead wrong.

The two of you have fought before, but never to this extent. While she had prepared dinner for the two of you and set up the table for a supposed romantic dinner, her intentions of sorting out the problem evaporated, and instead the two of you have gotten into a screaming match that she was surprised that the neighbours haven’t called the police for how loud the two of you were screaming at each other.

“Its the same thing over and over! You don’t give a damn about this family!” You screamed, standing across the dining room table while Seungwan was on the other side, her jaw tightly clenched.

“I don’t give a damn? Would I be working day and night at the company if I didn’t give a damn about this family?”

“Don’t try use us for an excuse of why you are always stuck at the office! We have more than enough of everything, and yet you still continue to keep yourself away from us!”

“Well if I wasn’t the only one who was working in this family, then I could-”

“Don’t you fucking dare try pull that card!”

The glass came flying at Seungwan’s face, and she quickly ducked in order to avoid getting hit by it. The glass shatter red behind her on the wall, and it caused the both of you to freeze as glass shards showered the wooden floor. Seungwan knew that it was a low blow, bringing up the fact that she was the only one working between the two of you. It was not like you didn’t have a job when the two of you met and eventually got married. You actually were a business owner yourself, not on such a large scale like Seungwan, but you had a business, and you enjoyed working in it. But when the two of you decided to have kids, Seungwan suggested that you were to remain at home instead, since she was the one that made the most money between the two of you.

You didn’t want to, at first. You enjoyed working, and even though you were eager to have a family with Seungwan, you didn’t want to live a life of doing nothing. But eventually Seungwan managed to convince you, and you became a full-time parent with the children, caring for them while Seungwan worked, and you have been doing it for years. But it seemed that you have reached a boiling point, and all of your pent up frustration has just burst through the dam and was hitting Seungwan at full force.

“I’m sorry, I-” Seungwan began, feeling the need to apologize for bringing up the job card, but you cut her off.

“No. I don’t want to hear it.” Seungwan looked at you and saw how...over it you looked. Like you were simply too exhausted to continue this conversation, your hand covering your face as you just stood and breathed heavily on the spot, trying to gather yourself again. Seungwan tried to gather up the pieces of the broken conversation.

“Listen, I know things have been tense for a while, but we can work it out-”

“No Seungwan, we can’t. Not anymore.” You said, shaking your head as you dropped your hand from your face and looked at her, your exhaustion now evident on your face, and a certain glint of emptiness in your eyes which made Seungwan pause in her movements. You gazed at her with an empty expression before speaking again. “I’m done.”

“Done? Done with what?” She asked, caution filled in every aspect of Seungwan as she looked at you. You lifted your hands in the air, hands out as if trying to offer her something.

“With everything. I’m...just done. I can’t do this anymore.”

Seungwan didn’t like the way that you said that, with alarm bells ringing in her head, she cautiously walked around the table and headed towards you, eyes never leaving yours. “What do you mean Y/N?”

She was not that far from you anymore, a few more steps and she was in front of you, cautiously reaching out for your hand, only for you to pull them out of her reach. You took two steps back to maintain a distance, your expression empty.

“Our marriage.” You whispered, your voice just sounding so broken that it immediately cracked Seungwan’s heart in half at the sound of it, along with what you said.

“Y/N...wait-”

“No Seungwan. I can’t wait any longer. I can’t wait for you to realize that you are no longer a part of this family anymore. I can’t wait for you to arrive in the early hours in the morning, only to leave later again without even saying goodbye. I can’t wait anymore, and neither can the kids. We are done.”

No. This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go. The two of you were supposed to make up, not break up. The two of you have gone through rough patches before, but the two of you have managed to get through them together. There is no way that you possibly wanted her out of your life, out of her children's’ lives.

“So Y/N, we can work this out.” She begged, stumbling forward and trying to grab you, to just touch you and tug you closer so that she could hold you, to just let you know that she was there. But the way that you were looking at her, it was as if she was invisible.

“No we can’t Seungwan. Not anymore.”

“Please Y/N, just let me-”

“I’m going to sleep in the spare room. Please don’t bother me.” You said, not wanting to hear another word from Seungwan as you walked away from her, leaving her in the dining room in a broken mess as she crumbled on top of the dining room table, her legs unable to support her any longer.

Joy

She was late. Again. But this was different from all the other times that she has been late. The words that you had said to her before she left earlier that evening was repeating on a loop in her head as she broke about a dozen of traffic fines driving home, fear and panic filling her entire mind and body as she tried to get home as fast as she could.

“9 pm. If you arrive any minute later than that, then I understand your priorities clearly.”

She had promised you that she would come home in time, that she was taking her marriage and her family seriously, that work will not come in the way of her family. She had promised you that, and with the years that the two of you have been married, she expected you to know that she would honour her promises.

But of course the conference had to drag on longer than it shoulder have, and that she could not escape.

You understood how important the conference was, how big it was for her company and her entire business career, and yet you made your intentions clear to her on the buildup of the night on where you were standing in your marriage with her. The fights have been more frequent, the two of you have become more distant, and the children...they began asking if the two of you were going to divorce.

Divorce...who on earth would expect an eight and six year old to know what that word meant? And to think that they understood what it meant, it made Sooyoung terrified on what was going through your mind and what you have been saying to the children and to others when she was at the company. No children at that age should even be bringing that word up, and yet her two children were, and she immediately sought out the only source which made them become familiar with the word. She still recalls that dead stare you gave her when she mentioned it to you.

“So it is only when our children asks about it, you come to realize the problems that we are having? Just what do you think is going to happen to us if this continues?”

She has been working a lot, far more than usual, and it has been like this for a while, but she promised that it would soon ease up. That was a year ago, and now you have eventually become fed up with the constant waiting for Sooyoung’s return home and the excuses you need to make to the children when they asked where their mother was. So tonight you gave Sooyoung the last and final warning and chance that she had to keep a grip on her family and to make everything work out.

‘Make it home by 9pm tonight’, if she didn’t make it...

She didn’t know what you had planned, she was too scared to ask you when you had told her, and the whole night she has been going through the many possible scenarios which could be acted out. She needed to make it on time, she had to prove to you and her children that she was going to be there for you and them, that she was going to be there in the family.

When she caught sight of her house, she pressed her foot hard on the pedal, speeding up even more before she roughly parked in the the driveway before stumbling out of the car, not even bothering to turn off the engine as she sprinted for her house. She shot through the front door, hurrying through the house as she called out to you.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

As she ran through the house, Sooyoung was switching on the lights. The body of the house was pitch dark and each time she lit up each room and was met with emptiness, her panic increased tenfold. Her breathing was getting uneven, and her voice was becoming broken and shaky as she kept calling out to you and her children, receiving no answer in return as she hurried upstairs.

She stumbled into her children’s rooms, and was met with no children. They were empty. Her panic increased even more and she all but sprinted in breaking speed to her and your bedroom, slamming the door open and switched on the light.

Empty.

You weren’t there, and neither was the children, and when she stepped further into the bedroom, her entire body shaking, trying to gather up her thoughts, she noticed something on the bed. With timid steps, she walked to the bed and when she caught sight of the documents, she let out a sob. She shakily reached out and picked up the golden wedding band which was always around your finger no matter the time of day.

“No...no, no, no, no, no, no.” Sooyoung sobbed, collapsing on the bed as tears dripped off her face and onto the bed sheets, her hand covering the documents and scrunching them them in her hand in her desperation as she began to sob heavily on the bed, the word ‘Divorce’ driving a knife through her heart, along with your signature at the bottom of the document. “Please no, please...please let this be a dream.”

This was a nightmare, it had to be, and she will wake up soon to it. She will wake up with you next to her, stroking away the tears with your fingers and pressing comforting kisses to her temple and forehead as you calmed her down. The two of you will then be joined later by your two children, jumping on top of the two of you as they said their ‘good mornings’ laughing and cuddling like one big happily family in your and Sooyoung’s king-sized bed.

But she wasn’t dreaming. She could feel the emptiness of the house weighing down on her shoulders, all because of her inability of fighting for her family and leaving the meeting without a care of it. The reality of her choices was represented by the bright red numbers of the alarm clock on your side of the bed taunting her.

10:15 pm

Yeri

“Stop. Just stop!” Yerim screamed, grabbing your hands as they were pulling all of your clothes out of the wardrobe, heading towards the suitcase which was already half-filled with all of your stuff. You ripped them out of Yerim’s grip.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” You screamed, shoving past her and heading to the suitcase, Yerim hot on your heels as you dumped the clothes in the bag. Yerim immediately inserted herself between you and the bag, her hands on your shoulders as she tried to push you away from it.

“Y/N listen to me-”

“No, how many times have I told you no! I have had enough. The kids and I are done with you!”

Yerim was desperate to salvage her relationship with her, especially with how viciously the two of you had fought earlier today. You have told her time and time again that she has been working too hard, or rather for too long, and was becoming so distant from the family, even suggesting that she has forgotten that she has a family. Of course she would never forget you and her two children, the three of you were everything for her, and yet you believed she no longer cared.

Today’s fight was different from other fights, while it was the same because it was due to Yerim missing out on the event planned for your and her son, the one which has been planned for months on end, and yet she had forgone it due to an emergency which popped up at work. She was going to make it up to you and her son, knowing that she messed up given how upset both of you were when she finally arrived home.

You had tossed the word ‘Divorce’ at her today, freezing her in her tracks when you uttered it. Fortunately the kids were at school, being taken by the family driver, so they were not being witness to this horrid fight, but Yerim felt like she was way out of her depth, especially since her spouse was threatening her with a divorce.

“We are not going to do that. We are not going to do that.” She had informed you. Despite all the fights the two of you have had, and how horrid of a partner and parent she has been to you and her children, she would never in a million years desire a divorce from you

She told you that the two of you were going to work it out, that she was going to go to work and allow the air to settle between the two of you before sorting it out again later today. But when Yerim had arrived at her company, she felt a sick feeling of dread in her stomach, and she could not bear it any longer as she eventually decided to return back home, something telling her that it was necessary.

And when she arrived, she walked in on your packing up the kids luggage, and now continuing with your own, which she was trying to stop.

“Just listen to me!” Yerim demanded, tears streaming down her cheeks as she desperately tried to stop you from your movements, to just get you to pause and realize just what you were trying to do. But you were not listening her, you shoved her hard by the shoulders.

“No! No, I am always listening to you. The kids and I, we are always listening to you, listening to your excuses and reasons of why you can’t be with us! We are done with you!”

Tears were streaming down your cheek too, dripping to the floor, and you did not bother to wipe at them because they were just easily replaced with new tears. Yerim has always hated seeing you cry, and all she wanted was to wipe them away, to apologize and tell you that everything was going to be okay.

But you would not let her.

“No you’re not. We can work this out, we can be a family-” Yerim tried, desperate to just...fix this, but you were adamant that she couldn’t.

“No we can’t! We are broken, now let us leave and move on!”

“I can’t let you leave! You and the children, you are my life!”

“Just stop with the bullshit Yerim! If we were, you wold have been there for all of us. But you weren’t. You left us Yerim! You left us!”

“Baby please!” Yerim eventually could not handle it anymore. She dropped to her knees and clasped her hands together in desperation, begging, begging for the love of her life. “Please don’t go, I-I will do better! I will sell the company, I will do whatever you want! Just please listen to me! Stay!”

Yerim has never looked or felt so small before, it was a foreign feeling, for both you and herself, but it did not matter. You mind was made up. Even though Yerim was practically begging for you to stay, to just remain by her side and try sort this out together, even being offered the possibility for her company life to be out of the family’s life forever, you knew that it was impossible.

“No Yerim. We’re done. We’re leaving.”

Yerim clawed and clung to you, begging and pleading for you to change your mind, helplessness overwhelming her, there was no possibility of reconciliation. She has caused her own downfall for her family, and she could blame no one but herself.

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ceo!yoongi - the proposal

→ pairing: min yoongi x reader

→ genre: ceo!au, the fluffiest fluff, a lil bit of n s f w 

→ wordcount: 3.1k 

→ notes: first drabble ever!!! surprisingly a loT of you guys wanted more ceo!yoongi after i started the character ask game (that is stiLL open pls spam my inbox) so here you go!!! i might do more drabbles like this with any of my stories so if y’all want a particular scenario just let me know and i can make ur wildest dreams come tru and as usual the gif isn’t mine! 

yoongi’s never been so nervous in his entire life before. 

“i’m sO excited like i was literally thinking about ice cream the moment we got up this morning”

you look like a kid with your face basically pressed up against the glass as you look down at the array of ice cream flavours

yoongi mentioned yesterday that he was in the mood for dessert which is honestly suCh a rarity so of course you had to jump at the opportunity to return to the ice cream parlour that is now yours and yoongi’s special lil place

the last time you were here you had the cinnamon toast crunch flavour which was reaLLy good but you wanna branch out and try something different

every time you guys come here yoongi lets you pick out a flavour for him because you refuse to let him get his low-fat low-fun vanilla frozen yogurt

“whoever decided to put s’mores into ice cream is a certified genius” you mutter to yourself and your mouth basically starts watering when you catch sight of cookie dough cheesecake ice cream!!

whOmstve comes up with these flavours???????

you want to eat ice cream all day every day

if only diabetes wasn’t a thing

“close your mouth, baby.” yoongi can’t help but chuckle and he reaches over to tap your chin shut “you take your time. i’ll be over there.”

you roll your eyes when he hands you his card as per usual

he never lets you pay and you have to admit you’re becoming a wee bit spoilt

“no. it’s on me, boss” you tuck his card into his pocket and pat his chest gently

“but-“

“one more word out of you and i’ll make sure to ask them to add extra sprinkles and chocolate sauce on your ice cream”

yoongi’s eyes widen at your threat

the ice cream alone is sweet enough

but with extra sprinkles anD chocolate sauce

he could die

no

he wiLL die

“alright. you got me there.”

“hm. i know.”

yoongi smiles and he can’t help but pull you in closer with an arm wrapped around your waist

it’s pretty late so PDA isn’t a big deal because there aren’t a lot of people here at this hour

“stubborn as a mule, you are”

good god he adores you

“go and warm up our booth for us” you poke his nose

yoongi nods and leans down to give you a sweet little kiss before squeezing your hip and drawing away from you then heading off to your guys’ usual spot

he seems a little off today but the two of you had a long night yesterday (wink wonk) so you’re not that surprised but even after a long night (wink wonk) he’s not usually thIs out of it

you don’t think too much of it though

he’s been super busy at work lately

you should know considering you’re the one organising his schedules

the other day he had like eight meetings back to back

the poor man

when he disappears to the back you turn your attention back to the triLLION and one flavours

every time you come in here you’re always making hard decisions

chocolate chip cookie vanilla swirl vs peach cobbler feels more like a life or death situation

“okay, let’s see…”

meanwhile

yoongi doesn’t know if he’s ever been so nervous in his entire life before

his foot keeps tapping on the ground

his palms are kind of gross and clammy

aNd he’s chewing on his bottom lip which is something he never does because it displays nervousness which he neVER IS

all because of the little blue velvet box resting in his inner suit pocket containing a big fat diamond ring

it’s just burning a damn hole in his pocket

he feels his heart thrumming away

he’s going to propose to you tonight

to the woman he loves more than anything in this damn world

y/n y/l/n

y/n y/l/n who walked into his life wearing skinny jeans and a polka dotted blouse one morning and then a white button up and a tight pencil skirt with stilettos the next morning

y/n y/l/n who talked shit about him tO him the first time the two of you met

y/n y/l/n who was always a hot mess but somehow remained organised and responsible when it came to work

y/n y/l/n who stayed with him after his disastrous date and kissed him after tying his tie 

y/n y/l/n who he slowly but surely fell in love with over time

he loves you

and he wants to spend the rest of his life with you by his side

yoongi’s heart flutters at the memory of when you kissed him for the first time and how your cheeks grew dark and how your lashes fluttered and how you tilted your head and let out a little sigh as you kissed him

the two of you have shared hundreds of kisses since then

that seems like such a long time ago when in reality it’s only been like five or six months? you two have only been dating for a short while but... he knows this is the right decision

yeah

this is what he wants because he loves you

…

but what if you say no

oh

oh no

yoongi didn’t think this through

what if you say NO

then it’ll be awkward at work

what if you break up with him

maybe this relationship is moving too fast

then he just wasted money on this big fat engagement ring that’ll mock him and remind him that you said no every time he looks at it

“okay! red velvet cake ice cream for me. churro ice cream for you. look! there are even little hunks of churro on the top.” yoongi’s broken out of his little panic when you slide in next to him

your excited smile is a momentary distraction from his little panic

“y/n - look how artificial yours looks. no ice cream should be thAt red. red velvet cake shouldn’t even be red! who in their right mind decided that they wanted to dye their chocolate cake red???” yoongi sighs when he sees you shovel a small scoop into your mouth

he swears that you’re probably going to die one day of eating too many artificial things and when they cut you open

“shush!” when yoongi opens his mouth again to say something you pop one of the churro chunks into his mouth and he chews thoughtfully before nodding satisfactorily

“okay listen - i know we’ve been fighting over this, but i’m willing to compromise. i’ll sacrifice the left side of the bed-“

“because that’s my side?”

“it’s mY SIDe too okay if you slept on the right side we wouldn’t have this problem”

“maybe if you slept on the right side we wouldn’t have this problem”

“you’re the one who asked me to move in you idiot!!!!”

“don’t disrespect your boss”

“don’t disrespect your girlfriend!!” you whine and swat yoongi’s hand away when he reaches up to pinch your cheek “anyWAYS- i’m willing to sacrifice the left side of the bed if you give me the right side of the closet.”

“but that’s mY side of the closet”

“oh my god yoongi - half of my clothes are already on the right side of the closet anD i’ve taken up the top two drawers-“

“you made that pretty clear when i went to get my socks and instead i pulled out a lacy red thong” yoongi smirks and licks a sprinkling of cinnamon sugar off his bottom lip

“-that you ripped later that night. you still owe me a new thong, by the way.” you point out

“okay okay. here. i have a deal for you. i’ll give you the left side of the bed, the right side of the closet, and i’ll replace aLL the lingerie pieces i’ve apparently destroyed if you-“

if you

oh god

this is happening

okay yes

this is happening he’s going to do this

he’ll give you the left side of the bed, the right side of the closet, and he’ll replace all the lingerie that he’s apparently destroyed if you marry him

just say it

“if i…?” you’re not even looking at him you’re finishing the final scoop of your ice cream and you’re trying to scoop out every last chunk and you have your tongue poking out in concentration and goD it’s so endearing

everything about you is so endearing

wow

he loves you.

he wants to marry you.

“marry me.” yoongi doesn’t realise he’s actually said it out loud until he notices he can’t hear you talking anymore

and then he’s looking over and you’re staring right at him with wide eyes and with a plastic spoon hanging out of your mouth

you swallow thickly and you feel like your heart isn’t even beating anymore

did he

did yoongi just

m,,,marry

he just asked u to

what

what

whAT??????

yoongi pushes his nerves aside

it’s too late now

and it’s now or never

if you say no you two can just carry on like the way it is now

it’ll be fine

“ʷʰᵃᵗˀ” you squeak out and it’s so quiet you’re not sure yoongi even heard you

yoongi swallows and reaches into his inner suit pocket

his fingers are trembling a little but he manages to pull it together kinda

you nearly bite the spoon in half when he pulls out a petit velvet box and pulls it open to reveal

a glimmering, gorgeous, rose gold engagement ring

“marry me.” you look up from the ring at yoongi and he’s looking right at you with his intense gaze and you’ve never seen yoongi look so damn serious in the entire time that you’ve known him

min yoongi

the man that you love soOO so fuckign much

just asked you to marry him

he wants you to become his w…wife

“your reaction is giving me mixed signals and i don’t know if i should be nervous or not” yoongi chuckles and scratches the back of his neck and his eyes flicker away from you and he slouches a little

he’s not feeling so confident anymore yikEs

“i… i know you might think we might be moving too fast which is totally understandable but i just… i’m very much in love with you and-“

“yes.” you finally breathe out

oh

okay

you

you wanna marry him too

the next thing yoongi knows he’s being tackled and is suddenly on his back staring up at the ceiling and he hears your giggles and squeals of excitement and yES YES YES YES I’LL MARRY YOU yES and he feels you peppering kisses all over his face

yoongi has an arm wrapped around your waist while the other clutches at the top of the booth to keep the two of you from sliding off the damn thing

when you finally calm down you lean down to give yoongi a soft kiss

he can’t help but smile because you taste like red velvet cake ice cream

and then the two of you are sitting back up and you’re wiping away tears of joy with one hand while yoongi slips the diamond ring onto your other (very shaky) hand (which is a result of your sugar high and also exciTEMENT)

you admire the ring and the way it twinkles under the dim light of the lightbulb dangling above the two of you and then you look up at yoongi and he just looks… so happy

you cup his cheeks and he immediately leans in to give you another peck

“i love you” you murmur and nudge your nose against his and yoongi sighs happily

“love you more” good god he’s turned soft

and it’s all because of yoU

“love you mosT” you give yoongi a warning look that tells him you’re willing to play this game all night long and he raises his hands in defeat “love you most but i think i might love this ring even more” you joke and yoongi scowls playfully

seriously tho it’s a beautifuL ring that probably costs more than your entire life

if you look at it for too long it’ll probably blind you

“i love you but i don’t think i can finish this ice cream” yoongi pushes his cup away and you’re not surprised because he’s like the pickiest person on planet earth  

the two of you walk hand in hand back to his car and you feel your insides flutter when he opens the door for you and goes like “here you go, mrs. min” and you respond with a curtsey and a “thank you kindly, mr. min”

he holds your hand the entire ride back home and he can’t stop the wide smile that tugs at his lips when you pull his hand up and press a soft kiss over his knuckles

you have your own set of keys to yoongi’s place obviOusly and as you’re unlocking the front door yoongi has his arms wrapped around you from behind and his chin is propped up on your shoulder

you turn around and kiss him while blindly twisting the knob and walking the two of you into the house

the keys fall to the floor with a clatter

and then yoongi’s suit jacket falls to the floor

and then your purse

and whoops

there goes your skirt

you let out a squeal when yoongi suddenly hoists you up and wraps your legs around his waist while his hands cup you under your thighs

“are we already consummating the marriage? you literally jusT proposed to me” you chide playfully and give yoongi’s bicep a squeeze (he’s been working out recently and it’s…,.,,. really paying off) while yoongi walks the two of you up to the bedroom

“you know how impatient i am”  

the entire time yoongi’s fucking you he has one hand in between your legs (because duh) and the other hand his fingers are intertwined with yours

your ring bites a little when he squeezes your hand and it’s just a reminder that the two of you are going to get married

he wants to marry the fuCk out of you

he also wants to fuck the fuck out of you (which is what he’s currently doing) because you look extra good tonight for some reason

your eyes are all blown out and your lips are swollen from how much he’s kissing you and your hair is perfectly tousled from when you took it down from its bun after work and you smeLL like his shampoo and you taste like ice cream

and you guys have had,,, like a lot of sex but he doesn’t think he’s ever had an orgasm this intense before like his moans and gasps are louder than usual

eventually what pushes him over the edge is when you say “i- ah! nngh i can’t, fuck, i can’t wait to marry you i- yoongi-! oh god yoongi right there - i love you s-so much”

afterwards yoongi has a hand wrapped around you while you snuggle up to him with your hand resting on his chest and he’s never felt so warm and happy and fuzzy before even though the two of you are slightly sweaty and sticky

he pouts when you pull away and slip into his shirt

god you look good in his clothes  

“where are you going?” he makes grabby hands at you and you giggle and look at him fondly

your soon to be husband is adorable

“i’m gonna run a bath for us - yoU stay here” you crawl back onto the bed and lean down to kiss him “i’ll be back, mr min”

“i’ll be waiting - mrs min.”

“HOLY SHIT”

you’re sure the entire floor can hear jimin when you show him your sparkling new accessory the next morning

“I KNOW RIGHT”

and you’re sure the entire floor can also hear yOu

jimin’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when you strolled into the break room and you yawned and covered your mouth with your left hand and u were omG i’m soOo tired and then he caught sight of the monster diamond just chilling on your finger

and then the two of you literally just starting screaming and jumping up and down and no one was formulating proper sentences like it was just a bunch of “YOU-“ “I-“ “OH MY-“ “I KNOW“ 

[unidentifiable screeching] 

of course when yoongi pops in to see what all the commotion is about it all makes sense when he sees you and jimin

the two of you are sitting there acting like you weren’t just screaming your heads off a second ago

in fact you’re just sitting there with your cups of coffee small talking and all that

“the weather’s beautiful today.”

“i know! i heard it’s going to be sunny this whole week.”

[coughs]

“hm.”

“mm.”

[slurps coffee aggressively]

“morning, mr park.” yoongi greets and jimin nods his head and is like good morning sir “morning, jagi” yoongi’s a little more quiet with you because he doesn’t like to show off his soFt side in front of too many people because then they won’t fear him as much ://// but jimin is an exception

he swoops down to give you a kiss and then he’s moving past you to make himself a cup of coffee

you said you’d bring it to him but that was like 10 minutes ago lol whoops

it’s just utter silence as yoongi stirs his coffee

the only thing you can hear is the occasional clink of his spoon against the mug

before he leaves the break room he turns around to face the two of you and is like ….you may continue and he shuts the door behind him and then it’s all AHHHH YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED OH MY GOD OF COURSE I’LL BE YOUR BRIDESMAN

yoongi smiles to himself and shakes his head

#i love thiS #this was adorable #i'm proud of my brain #ceo!yoongi #ceo!yoongi drabbles #bts imagines #bts smut #min yoongi #min yoongi smut #min yoongi imagines #yoongi #yoongi smut #min yoongi fics #yoongi imagines #bts #bts writing #bts fics #yoongi fics

[phoenix-oasis]

Rules for requests

These are our rules for requests.  We felt the time had come to have some guidelines, because we’ve been getting more requests.  Requests are open, if you want, just send us an ask

Kpop groups:

BTS

GOT7

Monsta X

Stray Kids

Red velvet

Black pink

F(x)

List of AU! we write

Accidental marriage

Actor

Amnesia

Angel/demon

Arranged marriage

Assassin

Athlete

Bartender

Black Butler

Bodyguard

Bookstore

Bounty hunter

Celebrity

CEO/Boss

Chef

Coffee shop

College

Choreographer

Co-worker

Criminal

Dancer

Demigod

Detective

Dimension hopping

Doctor

Enemies

Fake relationship

Forbidden love

Guardian Angel

Hero/Villain

High school

Host Club

Hunter (supernatural)

Hybrid

Idol

Mafia

Mermaid

Model

Mystery

Office

Parallel universe

Parent

Photographer

Pirate

Present

Restaurant

Roommate

Rival

Royalty

Scientist

Servant

Sick

Soulmate

Space

Spy

Student

Tattoo shop

Teacher

Thief

Time travel

Undercover cop

Vampire

Veterinarian

Waiter

Werewolf

Youtuber

Genres:

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Hurt/Comfort

Song fic

Scenario

Reaction

Headcannon

Imagine

Drabble

Rules:

For the time being, because these are the groups that we are more familiar with, these are the groups that we’re going to be writing about now.  As we get more familiar with more k-pop groups, we will add more to the list. So, for now, please request from those groups.

1.       Pick a group or a member of a group.

2.       Pick an AU, or present if you want something from present times.

3.       Pick a genre or genres.

4.       You can be as specific or as vague as you want to be.  Keep in mind that the more vague your request is, the more freedom we have over the creative process.  

Admin Phoenix’s Note: The more freedom I have means that Admin Oasis has to scold me for ruining her ships. I’m kidding, but the more freedom I have means that I can take longer writing when I have a prompt I like so please be patient with me.  

5.       Give us some time to actually write the request.  Sometimes things like work or school get in the way of our writing, so please we ask that you be patient with us, and give us time.

6.       The only thing that we don’t want to write is yander.  Really what we mean is that we don’t want to write scenes or stories where either the reader or the idol we are writing about has the upper hand in any manipulation against the other.  Like we don’t like the idols manipulating the reader, or the reader manipulating the idol, into being in a relationship.  Please don’t request that, because we won’t write it.

Admin Note: We have the right to refuse requests.

#masterlist #rules #guidelines #rules for requests

[dyna-myght]

Red Velvet’s Masterlist

All Members

Scenarios- 

♥ 봐Look

♥ On Main Street in a small town

Texts- Nothing Yet

Series- 

♥ Red Velvet: Kingdom Come

         ♥ Irene: Part 2

Reactions-

♥ Requested: Red Velvet’s  reaction to their s/o meeting their ultimate bias

♥ Requested: Red Velvet’s reaction to their S/O being a little too close to another member

♥ Requested: Red Velvet’s reaction to having a crush on a foreigner

♥ Requested: Super Hero! Red Velvet’s reaction to having to save their lovely S/O

♥  “Lick it up baby. Lick. It. Up.” Red Velvet’s reaction to S/O spilling their drink during an argument

♥ Red Velvet’s reaction to learning that they were not their S/O’s bias in the group

♥ Red Velvet’s reaction to finding out their girlfriend is a werewolf

♥ Mafia! Red Velvet’s reaction to receiving a letter about their S/O being kidnapped by a rival mafia

♥  Red Velvet’s reaction to rapper girlfriend performing a ballad

♥  Red Velvet’s reaction to their girlfriend being a professional athlete

♥  Red Velvet’s reaction to rumors of their girlfriend cheating on them

♥ Red Velvet’s reaction to learning that the reader is a well known lawyer/ prosecutor

♥ Red Velvet’s reaction to learning their S/O is a CEO

♥ Red Velvet's reaction to their princess! girlfriend choosing them over their betrothed on the wedding day

♥  Red Velvet's reaction to their girlfriend being shipped with another idol in an interview + more

♥ Red Velvet's reaction to their secret admirer revealing themselves to be their best friend

♥ Red Velvet learning that their lover had powers (cold edition)

Irene

Scenarios-

♥ Late night swings

♥ Here I Go

♥ “One time, she punched me in the face. It was awesome.”

♥ Irene x Werewolf! reader

♥ Nightmarish Reality

♥ Harmonious Chaos

♥ May We Meet Again?

♥ Irene Planning your Surprise Party

♥ Poly Relationship with Irene and Jennie

♥ Pale Light

Texts- 

♥ Girlfriend Irene

♥ Irene’s Grocery Shopping Misadventures with her Gamer Girlfriend

Series-

♥ College AU- Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

Wendy

Scenarios-

♥  Waiting and Wanting

♥  “They say that the best blaze burns brightest when circumstances are at their worst”

♥ Spring's Lost Love

Texts-

♥ College AU: Classmates to Lovers

Series-

♥ College AU- Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12  Part 13

♥ Crimson Darling- Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Epilogue

Seulgi

Scenarios-

♥ Pool party bullet imagine

♥  “Just because you don’t look like those girls in Poise magazine doesn’t mean you’re not beautiful in your own way.”

♥ Jealous Seulgi Bullet scenario

♥ CoffeeShop Seulgi

♥ Trick R' Treat Kisses

♥ "Are You Two Dating?"

♥ Love Sick

♥ Dancing Proposals

♥ Unfamiliar Familiarity

♥ Caught in the Night

♥ Roommates AU

Texts- 

♥ Girlfriend Seulgi

Series-

♥ College AU- Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

Joy

Scenarios- 

♥ Mistletoe Mayhem

Texts-

♥ “When I close my eyes, I see you for what you truly are…which is UGLY!” aka telling Best Friend! Joy about your lunch adventure + a moment of cute soft friendship with her

♥ Girlfriend Joy

Series-

♥ College AU- Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

Yeri

Scenarios-

♥ Forehead Kisses Amiss

♥ Would U

♥ Heated First Kiss

♥ Fever Kisses

♥ Accidental Appearance

♥ Happy Accidents

Texts-

♥ Requested: Cute texts wth Gf Yeri planning to meet long distance S/O for Christmas

♥ “He’s calling the spirits of darkness. I saw him do this once when a girl dumped him.”

♥ Girlfriend! Yeri

♥ Adopting a dog with gf Yeri

Series-

♥ College AU- Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

♥ A Bad Idea - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

#Red Velvet #Masterlist

[lunarimagines]

MOBILE MASTERLIST

I haven’t updated this in about 20 billion years so I’d say it’s time I updated it... Because there are so many reactions, I’ve put all of them under the cut! They aren’t in any particular order...

As of June 20, 2018...

~ = TRIGGER WARNING

* = SEXUAL CONTENT

Kpop

+ EXO

YOU’RE THE NEW GIRL WITH A ‘BAD GIRL’ IMAGE [VERSION 1] [VERSION 2] THEY’RE IN THE MOOD, BUT YOU’RE ON YOUR PERIOD THEIR GIRLFRIEND IS ANEMIC   PLAYING WITH THEIR GIRLFRIEND’S LONG HAIR MAKING BREAKFAST WITH YOU JONGIN REACTION TO HIS GIRLFRIEND ALWAYS ASKING PERMISSION BEFORE INITIATING SKIN SHIP WHAT DATING JONGIN WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING SEHUN WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING TAO WOULD BE LIKE [VERSION 2] WHAT DATING LUHAN WOULD BE LIKE WHAT BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH KAI WOULD BE LIKE LATE NIGHT LUHAN FLUFF BLURB BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH EXO (OT12) WOLF!CHEN *ONLY I CAN (KYUNGSOO SMUT) *HOW YIXING WOULD BE IN BED *SEX WITH BAEKHYUN WHAT DATING BAEKHYUN WOULD BE LIKE *WHAT SEX WITH KRIS WOULD BE LIKE *I HAVE NO REASON TO BE JEALOUS (SEHUN SMUT) *WHAT SEX WITH JONGIN WOULD BE LIKE WHEN YOU CONFESS TO KAI WHEN THE MANAGERS SUGGEST HE BREAK UP WITH YOU *SEX WITH CHEN *SEX WITH KYUNGSOO *SEX WITH LUHAN *SEX WITH SEHUN WOLF!KAI *SEX WITH CHANYEOL *SEX WITH SUHO DATING CHANYEOL *SEX WITH TAO *SEX WITH XIUMIN DATING KYUNGSOO BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH CHANYEOL YOU HAVE BENIGN ESSENTIAL TREMOR WOLF!BAEKHYUN THEY FIND OUT THEY’RE DOING A ROMANTIC BALLAD WITH YOU (THEIR CRUSH) FLUFFY XIUMIN ONE SHOT ~YOU’RE SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR WEIGHT CUDDLING WITH SUHO AND ACCIDENTALLY WAKING HIM UP ~YOUR SELF HARM COPING NOTEBOOK YOU’RE DATING IN SECRET AND HE KISSES YOU (UNKNOWINGLY) IN FRONT OF CAMERAS HOW KAI WOULD SPOIL HIS GF BEING FRIENDS/GROWING UP WITH KAI YOUR CHILD (FROM A PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIP) CALLS HIM “DAD” YOU THINK THEY’RE CHEATING ON YOU AND THEY PROVE TO YOU THEY’RE NOT SEEING YOU AGAIN AFTER A BREAKUP WHAT DATING SUHO WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING LAY WOULD BE LIKE YOU FAINT IN HIS ARMS (CHANYEOL ANGST)  MARRIED LIFE WITH LUHAN *A-Z NSFW W/ CHEN JEALOUS!JONGIN MARRIED LIFE WITH CHANYEOL  CUDDLING WITH KRIS AND SEHUN *TOUCH IT (JONGDAE SMUT) WHAT DATING KRIS WOULD BE LIKE HUSBAND!JONGIN SECRET ADMIRER!JONGIN  CUDDLING WITH EXO THEIR GF HAS ADD  WHAT DATING JONGDAE WOULD BE LIKE 

TEXTING

[JONGDAE]

+ BTS

YOU TELLING THEM ‘I LOVE YOU’ S/O TRIPPING OVER NOTHING TYPE OF TUMBLR BLOG BTS WOULD HAVE HEARING YOU SPEAK YOUR MOTHER LANGUAGE LOSING SOMETHING OF THEIRS WHILE IN THE CAR DANCING AND ACCIDENTALLY BREAKING THE T.V. WATCHING A MOVIE WITH THE OTHER MEMBERS WHEN A SEXUAL SCENE COMES ON WAKING YOU UP IN THE MORNING ~ FINDING SELF HARM SCARS ON YOUR BODY MOVIE NIGHT WITH JUNGKOOK WHAT DATING RAP MON WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING JUNGKOOK WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING TAEHYUNG WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING YOONGI WOULD BE LIKE BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH SUGA * VISITING NAMJOON AT THE STUDIO BEING BEST FRIENDS (OT7) YOU’RE AFRAID OF DOGS YOU WATCH THEIR EVERY MOVE AT DANCE PRACTICE YOU HATE WHEN PEOPLE TAKE PICTURES OF YOU YOU’RE REALLY AFRAID OF BUGS *SEX WITH JIMIN *SEX WITH TAEHYUNG *SEX WITH YOONGI *SEX WITH NAMJOON *SEX WITH JUNGKOOK *SEX WITH JIN *SEX WITH J-HOPE *DO YOU WANT ME TO TEACH YOU (JIMIN SMUT) WATCH ME BABYGIRL (JUNGKOOK) [ONGOING SERIES] [1] [2]  [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] *FACE DOWN (YOONGI SMUT) NAMJOON X LIBRARY YOU ARE DOTING/MOTHERLY *YOU MOAN THEIR NAME DURING SEX *YOU WANT SEX WHILE THEY’RE WORKING JUNGKOOK’S “NOONA” ALWAYS CALLING HIM “KOOK” *PHONE SEX WITH SUGA *REVERSING ROLES (SUGA SMUT) WHEN I HAD YOU (JIMIN FLUFF/ANGST) BAKING WITH JUNGKOOK *THEIR S/O GIVING THEM A SHOW [VERSION 2] *THIGH RIDING YOONGI *WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY (NAMJOON SMUT) THEIR BEST FRIEND/CRUSH IS AFFECTIONATE WHEN SICK ~THEIR TEENAGE CHILD GETS IN THEIR FIRST CAR ACCIDENT ~YOU HAVE A DREAM THEY DIE *A-Z NSFW W/ JUNGKOOK  *I HATE YOU. I LOVE YOU? (JIMIN SMUT)  *PHONE SEX WITH NAMJOON *A-Z NSFW W/ YOONGI THEIR S/O GETS CATCALLED  THEY BRING THEIR AMERICAN S/O TO MEET THEIR PARENTS  DATING NAMJOON AND BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BTS  THEIR S/O TAKES THEM TO A HAUNTED HOUSE BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH JUNGKOOK AND YUGYEOM  DANCING QUEEN (JHOPE FLUFF) *THEIR S/O SAYS “TAKE ME” THEY THINK THEIR S/O IS CHEATING  THEIR S/O IS A PICKY EATER *YOONGI FWB YOU SIT ON THEIR LAP  IF YOU’D LET ME (JIMIN ANGST/FLUFF) YOU CUDDLE THEM IN YOUR SLEEP AND TELL THEM YOU LOVE THEM *”YOU’RE ON”  THEIR S/O GETS A LIP PIERCING   DATING YOONGI AND BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BTS  *FLEXING YOUR MUSCLES   IF SOMEBODY HAD TOLD YOU (JUNGKOOK FLUFF)  *I WAS KIND OF HOPING COULD BE YOUR PRESENT (JUNGKOOK SMUT)  THEIR GF BRINGS THEM LUNCH  THEIR GF IS SIMILAR TO HOBI AND HAPPENS TO BE CLOSE TO HIM 

TEXTING

[JIN] [JIMIN] [TAEHYUNG] [SUGA] [J HOPE] [RAP MONSTER] [JUNGKOOK] [HIGHSCHOOL!BANGTAN] [FRATBOY&FUCKBOY!YOONGI] [BESTFRIEND!JUNGKOOK]

SNAPS

[TAEHYUNG]

+ BOYFRIEND

THEY ALL LOVE THE SAME GIRL ACCEPTING AN AWARD WITH YOU YOU THREATENING TO FIGHT THE CEO IF THEY DON’T GET A COMEBACK *SEX WITH DONGHYUN I’M HAPPY JUST BEING WITH YOU (KWANGMIN FLUFF/BLURB) 

+ MISS A

GOING TO THE CITY WITH YOU

+ MONSTA X

THEY ACCIDENTALLY HUG YOUR SISTER INSTEAD OF YOU *SEX WITH MINHYUK YOU’RE DAING IN SECRET AND HE KISSES YOU (UNKNOWINGLY) IN FRONT OF CAMERAS *YOU TELL THEM THEY HAVE A SMALL DICK DURING A FIGHT WHAT DATING I.M WOULD BE LIKE *SEX WITH I.M  YOU TELL THEM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE SEX *HE WOULD HAVE BEEN FINE IF YOU HADN’T... (KIHYUN SMUT) YOU HUG THEM FROM BEHIND AND ACCIDENTALLY TOUCH THEIR CROTCH MARRIED LIFE WITH JOOHEON MARRIED LIFE WITH I.M *SEX WITH HYUNGWON *SEX WITH KIHYUN *SEX WITH JOOHEON *SEX WITH SHOWNU *SEX WITH WONHO SINGING A BALLAD WITH THEIR CRUSH  MARRIED LIFE WITH SHOWNU THEIR S/O AND ANOTHER MEMBER... BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MONSTA X THEIR GF IS OLDER THAN THEM ANNOYING THE OTHER MEMBERS BY SHOWING PDA WITH THEIR S/O  THEIR S/O GIVES THEM A MASSAGE FOR THE FIRST TIME *RETURN THE FAVOR (KIHYUN SMUT)  

+ GOT7

*SEX WITH JACKSON *SEX WITH JUNIOR *SEX WITH MARK *SEX WITH JAEBUM YOU WEAR THEIR SWEATER, YELL “KISS ME”, THEN RUN AWAY *SEX WITH YUGYEOM LIVING WITH BESTFRIEND!JACKSON YOU’RE SICK BUT DON’T TELL THEM BECAUSE YOU DON’T WANT THEM TO WORRY DATING JAEBUM AND BEING FRIENDS WITH GOT7 BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH GOT7 YOU TELL THEM YOU’RE A VIRGIN *SEX WITH YOUNGJAE *SEX WITH BAMBAM THEIR GF HAS SWEATER PAWS GOT7 AS FATHERS BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH JUNGKOOK AND YUGYEOM *THEIR GF KNOWS HOW TO DEEP-THROAT YUGYEOM DATING AN OLDER WOMAN  YOU’RE DATING MARK AND THE OTHER MEMBERS ARE JEALOUS   *SINCERELY, YOUR NEW FWB (YUGYEOM SMUT)  *YOU TELL THEM YOU WANT TO BE SPANKED   JACKSON HAVING A CRUSH ON YOU  *I DIDN’T HAVE TIME FOR “CLASSY” (JAEBUM SMUT) 

SNAPCHATS

[JINYOUNG]

TEXTS

[BESTFRIEND!JACKSON] 

+ C-CLOWN (DISBANDED)

*SEX WITH ROME DATING CHRISTIAN YU (ROME)

+ RED VELVET

YOU CALL THEM YOUR BEST FRIEND

+ INFINITE

*SEX WITH MYUNGSOO YOU TELL THEM YOU’RE A VIRGIN YOU TALK ABOUT SEX

+ IKON

*SEX WITH HANBIN *SEX WITH JUNHOE *SEX WITH BOBBY *SEX WITH DONGHYUK  I DIDN’T LOVE YOU (DONGHYUK FLUFF/BLURB) 

+ ASTRO

YOU SQUISH THEIR CHEEKS AND CALL THEM CUTE

SNAPCHATS 

[SANHA]

+ SEVENTEEN 

SUCK IT UP Y/N (JUN SCENARIO)  IT’S TIME (DINO SCENARIO) *SEX WITH MINGYU THEIR S/O IS A TRAINEE AT PLEDIS 

+ SHINEE (WRITTEN BEFORE DEC. 2017 - NO LONGER WRITING FOR)

SEEING YOU CRY BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH TAEMIN BEING FRIENDS/GROWING UP WITH TAEMIN YOUR CHILD (FROM A PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIP) CALLS HIM “DAD” BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MINHO LIVING WITH BESTFRIEND!KIBUM SECRETLY DATING SHINEE WHEN THEY ACCIDENTALLY KISS YOU IN FRONT OF CAMERAS  SINGING A ROMANTIC BALLAD WITH THEIR CRUSH HAVING A CRUSH ON THE SAME IDOL  BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH SHINEE 

+ BLACKPINK

FINDING OUT YOU’RE GAY AND HAVE A CRUSH ON ROSE BARISTA!ROSÉ WHAT DATING LISA WOULD BE LIKE 

+ 2NE1 

FINDING OUT YOU’RE GAY AND HAVE A CRUSH ON CL

+ MAMAMOO

*AND THEN... (MOONBYUL SMUT) [ 1 ] [ 2 ] MAMAMOO BEING JEALOUS  

+ VIXX

YOU TELL THEM YOU’RE A VIRGIN THEIR GF HAS CURLY HAIR 

+ NCT

TEN TRYING TO GET THE ATTENTION OF A “YANDERE” WHAT DATING MARK WOULD BE LIKE WHAT DATING LUCAS WOULD BE LIKE STUDY DATE WITH JUNGWOO  NCT 127 + JENO REACTION TO THEIR S/O BEING 160CM EXCUSES, EXCUSES... (HAECHAN FLUFF)  NCT DREAM REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING 165-170CM  ~THEIR CRUSH BECOMES DEPRESSED BECAUSE THEIR PARENTS ARE GOING THROUGH A DIVORCE  

TEXTING

[DONGHYUCK] [WISHING MARK HAPPY BIRTHDAY]

+ SNSD

SNSD FINDS TAENY KISSING ROMANTICALLY  SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH YOU (THEIR SECRET GF) THEIR BEST FRIEND IS HEARTBROKEN OVER A BOY WHAT DATING TIFFANY WOULD BE LIKE THEY FIND A GUY NAKED BY ACCIDENT 

+ TWICE

FIRST KISS BEING STUCK IN TRAFFIC WITH YOU AND TRYING TO FIND SOMETHING FUN TO DO *WHAT DATING JIHYO WOULD BE LIKE

+ SISTAR

THEY STAND UP FOR YOU (HIGHSCHOOL!SISTAR)

+ F(X)

THEIR GF HAS FIBROMYALGIA  *SEX WITH AMBER

+ BLOCK B

*SEX WITH KYUNG 

+ DAY6

*TENDER LOVE AND AFTERCARE (YOUNG K SMUT) DATING DOWOON

+ PENTAGON 

WHAT DATING WOOSEOK WOULD BE LIKE 

T.V. SERIES:

TWD

TELLING CARL YOU LOVE HIM

TEEN WOLF

SCOTT MCCALL

UNDERCOVER IDIOTS [PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]

DEREK HALE

INDISCREET JEALOUSY COME ON CINDERELLA *SOLID ALIBI I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS DON’T DRINK THE ORANGE JUICE

THE MURDER OF THE BETRAYER [PART 1] [PART 2]

ISAAC LAHEY

I HAPPEN TO LOVE THAT ABOUT YOU I’LL TAKE THAT CHANCE

STILES STILINSKI

VALENTINE’S DAY PRANK WAR

TVD

DAMAN SALVATORE

VICTORIAN ERA ROMANCE ~FINDING OUT ABOUT YOUR ANOREXIA

SUPERNATURAL

DEAN

HUNTING HAS ITS PERKS PROPOSING TO YOU BLUSH

BANDS:

5SOS

BLURBS:

ASHTON IRWIN

FRATBOY! ASHTON

CALUM HOOD

ROUND TWO

MICHAEL CLIFFORD

LATE NIGHT BIRTHDAY AU MEME (AKA MY VERY FIRST IMAGINE EVER ON THIS BLOG)

LUKE HEMMINGS

WHAT DATING LUKE WOULD BE LIKE

IMAGINES:

CALUM HOOD

*SAVING WATER

4/4

HE FINDS OUT YOU’RE REALLY TICKLISH

1D

HARRY STYLES

I’LL BE THOR

MOVIES:

THE OUTSIDERS

SODAPOP

~SODAPOP FINDING OUT ABOUT YOUR DEPRESSION

THE AVENGERS

THOR

BEING ABLE TO LIFT THOR’S HAMMER

YOUTUBE

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH DAN AND PHIL

#i have about 150 messages rn but i'm procrastinating so i updated this lmaoo #bts reaction #bts smut #exo reaction #exo smut #monsta x reaction #monsta x smut #got7 reaction #got7 smut #nct reaction #nct smut #seventeen reaction #seventeen smut #kpop reactions #kpop smut #girl group reactions #girl group smut #twice reaction #twice smut #blackpink reaction #blackpink smut #kpop masterlist #062018 masterlist

[kpop-reactions-and-texts]

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Hello!! I’m a new kpop blog. I’ve decided to try writing reactions and texts and sometimes I’ll attempt scenarios but don’t expect a lot. I do accept request so feel free to send them in. I will also do au’s. For example I’ll do yanderes, monsters (werewolfs, vampire, etc…), mafia, gangaster, ceo, and many more. The groups I’ll do are: Bts, Exo (OT9 and OT12), Got7, Monsta x, Astro, 2ne1, 4minute, Red Velvet, Seventeen, Topp Dogg, Big Bang, Mamamoo, Exid, Winner, Blackpink, Gfriend, F(x) (including Sulli), Shinee, Twice, Infinite, Vixx, Btob, Ikon, and Kard. I’ll consider doing other groups if I feel that I know them well enough. Feel free to ask for any type of reaction, texts, or scenarios. If I do feel uncomfortable doing them (which I doubt will happen) I’ll let you know I won’t be doing that particular one. Please do send in requests and give my work a chance 😊😊

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Masterlist [Girls] [Scenarios]

Overall Masterlist: here

Special Tags:

x stewardess!au x highschool!au x babysitter!au x mafia!au x vampire!au x insane asylum!au x college!au x office!au x werewolf!au x princess!au

As Mothers Series: Mamamoo Red Velvet Girls Generation f(x) Girls Day Orange Caramel 4Minute

Married Life Series: Red Velvet 4Minute SNSD Mamamoo

Texts:

Red Velvet

- Them Being Jealous - Missing Your Girlfriend Wendy

f(x)

- Counting down the days until she’s home (Krystal)

Mamamoo

This Breathless Attraction Makes Me Dizzy [Wheein] [fluff] ↳ The story of how you win Jung Wheein’s heart

Small Wheein [Wheein] [fluff] ↳ When smol Wheein finds herself a tol girlfriend, the girls can’t help but tease her about it

Grease Off [Moonbyul] [kind of Solar] [fluff] [slight smut] ↳ A grease off between Moonbyul and her girlfriend. The victim? Solar, of course

Cupid Hyejin [Solar] [fluff] [stewardess!au] ↳ You’re a businesswoman who can’t help but long for the beautiful stewardess, Solar. But you never make a move, afraid of being unprofessional. Luckily, best friend Hyejin doesn’t care for professionalism (ft. Hwasa)

Jelly Love [Solar] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ Love is formed in many different ways. For you and Solar, it’s through strawberry jelly (ft. Wheein)

V App Five Star Chefs [Moonbyul] [fluff] ↳ Greasy Moonbyul shows off her girlfriend on a V App before the others show up to tease her

Warrior Princess [Solar] [fluff] ↳ Yongsun decides to teach a little girl a very important lesson about princesses and knights in shining armour

Red Velvet

Cool Hot Sweet Love [Yeri] [angst/fluff] ↳ Just one little mistake can cause so much pain | sequel to yeri’s part from this rv reaction

Decisions, Decisions, Decisions [Irene/Yeri] [fluff/angst] [high school!au] ↳ Watching your friend and crush fall for each other was enough to make you physically sick. Which leaves you with the decision of either letting life take its course or fighting for what you want

The Struggles of a Leader [Irene] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ When best friend Irene lands herself a partner, it’s only natural that her friends plan to annoy her about it. It’s just what best friends do

Her Smile [Wendy] [fluff] [slight angst] ↳ Wendy starts to notice her girlfriend sneaking off, acting distant and evasive and can’t help coming to an awful conclusion …

Hunger Pangs and Seulgi Kang [Seulgi] [fluff] ↳ Kang Seulgi was many things; talented, funny, beautiful. But right now, she was hungry. And there was only person who loved her and you enough to ease that pain (ft. Wendy)

Rumours [Irene] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ You can’t always believe in rumours … (ft. Seulgi)

The Struggles of a Crush [Irene] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ prequel to ‘The Struggles of a Leader’

Expectations [Irene] [fluff] ↳ On a trip to America, Irene bumps into someone that catches her attention. But there’s just one problem … communication

Striptease [Irene] [smut] ↳ Irene always gave the best birthday presents

Heart b-b-b-beat [OT5] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ OT5 battle to win your affections in the Russian Roulette game that is love

All I Wanna Do Is Be Your Girl [Irene] [Yeri] [fluff] [angst] [high school!au] ↳ Irene struggles with unrequited feelings, while watching a relationship blossom between that person and Yeri

Two’s Company, Three’s … Perfect? [Irene] [ft. Seulgi] [smut] ↳ Irene and you are so lost in passion that the extra set of eyes watching don’t matter ...

Princess!AU; Seulgi

J.E.A.L.O.U.S [Irene] [fluff] ↳ she gets jealous because you spend too much time with Taeyeon and her members

Girls Generation

Left or Right? [Taeyeon] [fluff]  ↳ Not everyone is perfect. And Kim Taeyeon is on a mission to prove that

Starlight [Taeyeon] [fluff] [angst] ↳ My version of Taeyeon's "Why" and "Starlight," detailing a heart broken Taeyeon finding her starlight …

The Quietest Are Always The Craziest [Taeyeon] [fluff] ↳ Taeyeon asks the girls for a favour: “Will you try and find out if (Y/N) likes me?”

Late Night Texts [Seohyun] [fluff] ↳ When Seohyun has a bad dream, you make it your mission to comfort her after it

Dating The “Bad Girl” [Seohyun] [angst] [fluff] ↳ Pictures were leaked online of Seohyun and her girlfriend sharing drunken kisses, leading to a surprising turn of events

A Memento [Yoona] [fluff] [college!au] ↳ Exchange student Yoona finds more than she bargained for in America

Nurse Sunny [Sunny] [fluff] [angst] ↳ Sometimes your past can come back in the most surprising of ways

Tension at the Office [Jessica] [fluff] [slight smut] [workplace!au] ↳ CEO Jessica Jung always took her work seriously. Even if she had to work with an infuriating, tardy woman in tight dresses and high heels

Public Proposal [Sunny] [fluff] ↳ Sunny gets a surprise proposal on stage

Changing Seasons At The Army Base [Sooyoung] [fluff] ↳ While volunteering for the army, Sooyoung finds herself drawn to a lonely soldier

Aftermath [Sunny] [slight Yoona] [angst] [fluff] ↳ Sunny would always be there for you, even during your hardest moments

Adrenaline Rush [Hyoyeon] [fluff] ↳ Secrets were fun, Hyoyeon decides, but her friends disagree

Earning Forgiveness [Tiffany] [smut] ↳ Mommy Tiffany doesn’t like when her Little misbehaves; especially not during such an important event.

Unwilting Rose [Taeyeon] [fluff] ↳ Taeyeon and her girlfriend get matching tattoos; to signify their everlasting love.

First Date with; Jessica

Free Time [Tiffany] [fluff] ↳ Tiffany is beautiful and well aware of this, however, she doesn’t think she’s the most beautiful person. No. For her, the most beautiful person is you.

AOA

Simple Gestures [Mina] [fluff] ↳ Married life with Mina Kwon

Trickery [Mina] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ Mina is rudely woken up one lazy Sunday by her sisters best friend, a.k.a the girl of her dreams. Shame that she probably has a crush on Yuri. But what no one knows, is that her sisters best friend, would much rather be with her instead (ft. Yuri Kwon)

Tension [Yuna] [smut]  ↳ It’s Yuna’s first time in your house and with that comes sexual tension

Destiny Can Be Cruel But Also Kind [Choa] [fluff] ↳ A soulmate tattoo AU.

4Minute

Facetiming Hyuna [Hyuna] [fluff] ↳ Dating an idol who was always away was hard. But with the advancements in modern technology, facetiming made it a bit easier.

Jealousy Can Make You C.R.A.Z.Y [Hyuna] [angst] [fluff] ↳ Jealous of Hyuna and Hyunseung’s onstage relationship, you take your frustrations out through boxing. Only to overwork yourself and collapse one day

Baby, Pay Attention [Jiyoon] [smut] ↳ A purple bruise on your neck can only mean one thing; Jiyoon is claiming what’s hers

Scars [Jiyoon] [angst] ↳ Don’t ever forget that there’s a light at the end of every tunnel

Long Time No See [Jihyun] [fluff] ↳ “Hey we kissed once in kindergarten but I haven’t seen you since and I couldn’t remember why you were so familiar.”

Suspicious Partner [Jihyun] [fluff] ↳ With you around less, the foreign scent of perfume in your apartment and the frequent texts .. Jihyun can’t help but become suspicious.

f(x)

The Flower That is Emotion Blooms [Krystal] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ Loud friends are no help when it comes to planning a confession, Krystal thinks, especially not when it comes to the nerdy girl in her maths class. Which is why she takes matters into her own hands; “I’m Krystal Jung,” she states. “I always have a plan."

All Mine [Victoria] [fluff] ↳ A jealous Victoria is a sexy Victoria

One Last Kiss [Luna] [fluff] ↳ Luna’s kisses had the magical ability to help you forget your worries

Basketball Blues [Luna] [fluff] ↳ A date at the park somehow leads to getting your butt kicked in basketball

Holding Hands [Victoria] [fluff] ↳ The prompt: “You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s, like, five people around and I’m getting very suspicious.”

Meeting The Parents [Luna] [fluff] ↳ Luna swears her parents will like you but there’s only one way to tell ..

Girl’s Day

Ex-Girl [Yura] [angst] ↳ Not all love lasts forever

Beautiful Stranger [Sojin] [fluff] [parent!au] ↳ Prompt: “I’m on the bus and my 2-year-old won’t stop crying, except you just smiled at them and they did”

Oh My Girl

Just A Friend [Jiho] [angst] ↳ Television shows always portray secret relationships as this fun, exhilarating thing. But for Jiho, that image was far from the truth

All In The Name of Science [Yooa] [fluff] ↳ Yooa tries teaching her girlfriend a dance routine, only for them to get carried away with a little experiment

Confession [Arin] [fluff] [high school!au] ↳ Arin is just your average high school girl, with a crush. A crush that her friends scheme to get her together with

Online Lovers [Yooa] [fluff] ↳ Not all real life love is as straight forward as it is in the movies. For example, you might even fall in love with someone you haven’t met yet

Orange Caramel

First Encounter [Nana] [fluff] ↳ Meeting Jinah for the first time ft. many cute cats.

WJSN

Lucky Day [Yeoreum] [fluff] [soulmate!au] ↳ Soulmate AU where the world is bleak and grey, until you find your other half ..

#kpop #kpop scenarios #mamamoo scenarios #red velvet scenarios #girls generation scenarios #snsd scenarios #aoa scenarios #4minute scenarios #girls day scenarios #fx scenarios #oh my girl scenarios

[luxora]

Red Velvet -> {CEO AU} -> Their rival hits on you

Requested: Yes

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst. Fluff.

A/N: secretary reader.

Irene

Joohyun is aware of her chilling reputation in the business world, however she was not affected and it simply spoke the truth of her capabilities. Companies do not grow successful through the sparing of feelings, they become successful because of the handwork and sacrifices that the owner makes, just as Joohyun made to claw her way to the top. And if a man believed that she could topple everything that she has achieved through idle threats, then he clearly underestimated her capabilities.

“All I am saying, we can make a compromise.” Her ‘rival’ arrogantly leaned back into his seat, unbuttoning his suit as he stared her down while his negotiating contract was laid on the table for her. Joohyun simply raised an eyebrow at him.

“While you call your proposal a compromise, it clearly entails be handing off more than half of my investments with the partnership. That is not something I am willing to give.”

“Joohyun-”

“Its Miss Bae.” She immediately corrected, eyeing him coolly as he gritted his teeth at the interruption.

She then heard a snigger beside her and she knew it came from you as you were busy taking minutes of the private meeting between Joohyun and her rival, making Joohyun smile inwardly. You always did tell her that you loved watching her putting arrogant men in their place, so this meeting was positively making you delighted. And that made her happy.

But then her brief moment of happiness of pleasing you with her performance was all but squashed when her business rival turned his gaze to you. You were seated slightly away from the table, therefore giving a full view of your outfit which consisted of a pencil skirt and white collared shirt, paired off with heels. It seemed that you did not only appeal gorgeous to Joohyun as she noticed the man lick his slips before smirking, turning his attention to you instead.

“Well Miss Bae, if you wish to negotiate, perhaps you can change my mind if you allow your pretty little sidekick here to go on a date with me. I promise I will return her to you well-fed, in more ways than one.”

Cool fury filled her veins as she watched him eye you like a piece of meat, fierce protectiveness filling her as she restrained herself from reaching out to you to grab your hand. You, of course ,weren’t expecting to suddenly be pulled into the negotiation and turned to look at Joohyun for guidance. He followed your gaze and suddenly paled when he saw the intense glare Joohyun was giving him. Without breaking eye contact, Joohyun reached for the contract and ripped it in half before doing it again, crumpling it in her hands before tossing back on the table.

“You will not touch my secretary, nor receive a negotiation from me. There is no deal. Now get out.”

He was at least smart enough to know not to push her as he quickly exited her office. Joohyun had to take a deep breath to calm herself before standing up and walking to you to cup your cheek, making you look up at her. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I won’t give you to anyone, not even for a business deal.”

Seulgi

“You know, this is probably the smartest thing you have done this year.”

Seulgi raised an eyebrow as she glanced up as she looked at her rival, his presence not all that surprising to her as the two of them had come together to officially sign the collaboration partnership between their two companies. They smiled teasingly at her which caused her to roll her eyes.

“Out of all the things I have done so far, this is what you believe to be the smartest I’ve made.” They nodded.

“Of course, because you’re finally seeing what I can offer you to make our companies even better.” Seulgi rolled her eyes again before completing her reading of the contract which was drawn up between her and their lawyers to ensure that the benefits of the partnership will be distributed equally.

“It appears to be a fair deal. I see no reason of why we shouldn’t carry it out. You have a pen?” Her rival searched their pockets before shaking their head. Seulgi nodded before leaning over to her intercom button which was connected to your desk, pressing the button. “Y/N, please can you bring me a pen.”

“Yes ma’am.” Your voice answered back, making a small smile appear along Seulgi’s face as she leaned back into her seat, not gone unnoticed by her rival.

She and you agreed to keep things professional while at work, but privately the two of you were far from professional. Seulgi did not expect to fall for you, but your optimism and charming personality just won her over so easily. And even now when you walked into the office with a bright smile, Seulgi couldn’t help but coo at your appearance. She accepted the pen which you offered to her.

“Thank you Y/N.” She then turned to the contract and began to page to the certain ones she needed to sign when she suddenly heard her rival address you, and not in a way she liked.

“Well well, I can now see why Seulgi opts for glass windows from the offices. You are just a beautiful thing to look at.”

She heard you cough uncomfortably, which prompted her to look at her in concern before looking at her rival in disapproval. They were eyeing you intensely, a seductive smile on their face as they locked eyes with you and then winked, something which made Seulgi tighten her grip on her pen.

“I do hope that I will see more of you, sweet thing. My company and your boss will be working quite closely for the next sixth months, and I would love to get you know better, especially on a more personal level.”

“I-”

“Lets get one thing straight here.” Seulgi interrupted, placing the pen on her desk without signing anything, lacing her fingers together as she looked at her rival with narrowed eyes. “You will not interact with any of my employees beyond a professional level. If you pursue Y/N in any way beyond work, then you can consider this partnership finished. Do I make myself clear?”

You were surprised at Seulgi’s sudden insertion, but not as much as her rival who sat in their chair gaping like a fish. They glanced at you before looking back at Seulgi.

“I meant no disrespect-”

“Well you did and I will not tolerate it. Now I ask again, do I make myself clear? Or would you like this partnership to end before it even starts?” They immediately shook their head.

“No of course not! My apologies, I am sorry.” Seulgi leveled them with one more hard stare before glancing back down at the contract, picking up the pen to continue with her signing.

Wendy

Seungwan expected you to be back by now. You had excused yourself to go the rest room ten minutes ago and she was getting rather concerned on why you have not returned. She looked around the hotel lobby in case you had perhaps been pulled into a conversation by one of the other business people who were attending the conference, however you were nowhere in sight.

She frowned and checked her watch. The conference was going to start in the next twenty minutes and there were a few things she wanted to iron out with you before it. She waited another five minutes until she couldn’t any longer. She turned and started to walk in the direction of the bathroom where you had gone, determined to find you and ensure that everything was okay before the start of the conference.

It was a fairly short walk, the loud chatter of all the other guests fading away due to the bathrooms being located away from the lobby. However when she turned around the corner, she was both shocked and infuriated by the sight that met her. You being pressed against the wall by none other than her business rival of seven years. Your eyes were wide and clearly panicked, your hands curled against your chests in fists, ready to defend yourself if they got any closer to you. Their arms were caging you in, and their face was much too close to you.

Protectiveness and anger suddenly filled her, and Seungwan found herself marching to the two of you, catching the last snippet of their attempt of wooing you back to their hotel room before the conference.

“-I promise you will enjoy it. I can make you feel things that nobody else could ever make you feel.”

You didn’t get the chance to respond or fight back as suddenly they removed entirely from you, ripped away and shoved to the ground by Seungwan before she grabbed you by the wrist and pulled behind her as she served as a shield between you and her rival. She was glaring intensely at them as she delivered a sharp kick to their leg, making them yell in pain before grabbing at their injured limb.

“If you ever touch Y/N like that again, I swear that that I will bring you to ruin.” Seungwan growled, her fingers tightening around your wrist. Her rival growled through their pain before glaring at her.

“What the hell Seungwan! How dare you do that to me!”

“I will do whatever I want if you touch what is mine again!” Seungwan cemented her point by kicking them again in the shin before pulling you away, stopping when she knew that the two of you were alone.

Her hands reached out and cupped your face, her angry expression changing into one of love and concern as she stroked your cheek bones with her thumbs with s uprising tenderness.

“Are you okay?” She asked, prompting you to nod. She sighed before leaning forward to catch you lips in a soft kiss. “Good.”

Joy

It was not uncommon for company secretaries to attend charity galas with their bosses. Usually they are to keep record of the possible transactions and negotiations to occur in the future, along with promotional duties to investors in order to draw them in for partnerships. And those were some of the reasons of you attended galas with Sooyoung. The main reason was because Sooyoung wanted her girlfriend by her side and refused to go with anyone else but you.

Sooyoung had her hand on your lower back the whole time the two of you conversed with others, only parting when you would replenish your and her refreshments, or when you saw an opportunity to promote the business to investors. Sooyoung couldn’t help but smile as she watched you converse with a group of investors, making them laugh at something you said. You simply looked so radiant that Sooyoung had to restrain herself from walking over to where you were and kiss you.

“Careful Sooyoung, you’re drooling.” Sooyoung turned her head to the interrupting voice, only to groan once she recognized the owner of the voice. Her business rival grinned before covering his heart in mock hurt. “You wound me Sooyoung. I thought you found my company enjoyable.”

“Only for public appearances.” She quipped, making him laugh at her bluntness.

Sooyoung noticed the secretary that he had by his side, a rather young brunette with a doll like face. She was pretty, but she didn’t have the etherealness that you had. Though she was rather biased. Her rival noticing Sooyoung’s staring at his secretary and suddenly grinned, raising his hand to pat his secretaries shoulder.

“This is Lena, my newest secretary. A rather hard worker with a brilliant mind.” He complimented, making Lena blush. Sooyoung nodded at her.

“Pleasure.” Her rival then looked over Sooyoung’s shoulder and grinned even wider, his eyes glinting.

“Though not as brilliant as your Y/N. Good evening beautiful lady.”

Sooyoung felt her eyebrow twitch just as she felt your hand graze against her arm, reappearing by her side with a polite smile on your face. You bowed to him before turning to Sooyoung.

“I secured you a meeting with the Italian investors for Monday. They are interested in your latest launch.” Sooyoung smiled widely at you, pride filling her chest as you managed to successful fulfill your secretary duty, as well as helping her attract more investors. She reached out and laced her fingers with yours.

“Thank you Y/N.” She said, raising your hand to her lips to graze them across your knuckles. She never did bother to hide her relationship with you, it being quite well known in the business industry.

“Sooyoung sure is lucky to have someone like you Y/N. Smart and gorgeous, the perfect combination for the perfect secretary. Perhaps you can teach Lena some of your skills, I can organize facilities to accommodate two beautiful women.” Her rival said, smiling charmingly at you while he patted Lena on the shoulder again. Sooyoung immediately to give him a glare, protectiveness filling her as she gripped your hand tighter in hers.

“That will not be happening. Lena is capable of learning the ropes herself. You will not be using Y/N to train yours, you are responsible for you secretary’s development.”

Sooyoung then pulled you way, not waiting for her rival’s answer nor for your reaction as she just needed to remove you and herself from the situation before she does something she won’t regret.

Yeri

Usually Yerim would take her lunch breaks with you, but when her rival had invited her out to lunch, she couldn’t really deny it. Despite being rival business partners, Yerim would say that she has a friendship with them due to how they have competed against each other since business school. Sometimes rivals can be friends and she was delighted to simply wind down and act like a normal person rather than a competitor.

“I certainly hope you don’t expect me to take it easy on you in next months cosmetics launch, my employees have been working hard.” Her rival said, taking a sip from their drink with a playful glint in her eye. Yerim smirked as she wiped her mouth with a napkin.

“Not at all, but be warned that I will not be taking it easy on you either. My employees have been worked to the bone to improve our already successful brand. Quality over quantity, after all.”

Her rival rolled their eyes, deciding not to respond to the teasing dig which Yerim made to them. While their companies were relatively on par with one another, Yerim did most trump them in sales and quality, therefore reminding how they were second behind her was a childish victory she enjoyed reveling in.

The two of them continued to enjoy their lunch, finishing off a pastry before walking out of the restaurant together, where she saw you were waiting for her in one of the cars that Yerim prepared to pick her. The smile which crawled along her face was a sincere one as she walked up to you with similar lovesick eyes that you were looking at her with.

“What are you doing here Y/N? You still have twenty minutes left of lunch.” You smiled at her and Yerim had to prevent herself from stealing a kiss right then and there because of how the sight made her heart flutter.

“I figured I can spend those last twenty minutes with you. Besides, I have already eaten and was planning to snag a coffee.” Yerim smiled.

“You know that there is already a coffee machine in my office for you to use. No need to come all the way out here to buy one.”

“Well I-”

“Aww Yerim, they clearly came to see you back to the company. Stop teasing your poor secretary for wanting to spend their time with you.” Her rival suddenly stepped up beside her, a coy smile on their face as they took notice of you now pink cheeks. “Though I don’t think you will have much of a problem with that. They have a pretty face to look at, I certainly would love to have a secretary like them.”

Yerim suddenly tensed as she noticed how they were now checking you out, a charming smile on their face as they lingered on your face, most particularly on your lips. She gave them a tight smile before reaching out to grab your wrist.

“Yes, well Y/N is my secretary if I have to remind you, and we should be getting back to the company so this is where we say goodbye.” She tugged you towards the car and opened it before ushering you in, her jaw tensing when she heard her rival’s lighthearted laugh.

“No need to get touchy Yerim, I know they belong to you. I wouldn’t dream to take them away.”

Yerim just gave them a glare over her shoulder before climbing into the car after you, her hand immediately seeking out yours and lacing her fingers with yours as her driver began to take the two of back to her company.

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