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untaemedqueen · 11 months

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At Your Service

Escort!Jeongguk x CEO!Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Chapter 11.

Series Warnings (Will Be Updated): Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor

"Did you pack enough stuff in your bag?" Jeongguk inquires, tilting his head to look at you as he drives your car towards his apartment.

"Yes," you reply with a laugh.

"Enough stuff to last a lifetime?" he jeers with a soft smile.

You packed enough clothes for multiple days even if your brain was screaming at you to be reasonable but with Guk you can't really help it.

He was so excited to take you home with him that you didn't even feel human, you felt as if you were a beautiful piece of art or the sweetest pet known to man. So when he finally got you in the car to go stay with him at his apartment, you too felt overjoyed.

"Taehyung and Jimin are gonna come over later, I promised to cook them dinner," the escort announces, pulling up to his block.

You've heard so much about his two friends while laying beside one another that it almost makes you feel nervous about meeting them. Which is a feeling you're certainly not used to.

"What if they don't like me?" you find yourself asking as he parks the car.

When he shuts off the engine, he tilts his head towards you, eyebrow cocked with a disbelieving expression. "Why would they not like you? You're incredible, baby."

The compliment sends your stomach coiling and your mind reeling instantaneously. But you're pulled back to reality when his soft, warm hand coasts over your cheek sweetly.

"Well my personality isn't for everyone and what if--"

"Baby," Jeongguk cuts you off sweetly, leaning in just the smallest bit closer, "your personality is astounding. Jimin and Tae can be idiots but they would never treat you wrongly. They know how much this means to me, how much you mean to me. They're going to love you."

You've always been under the impression that the sudden romantic relationship you've entered has had a profound impact on the handsome escort but it's never really sunk in until now.

You mean something to this man.

Strangely, it doesn't put you off of him for a second. You want to get to know him more, you want more of these talks and more of these feelings.

You're for once willing to open up to someone and let them in.

Fuck being scared and cold, you're personality is basically rewriting itself with every earnest word he speaks and you're in love with that notion.

"Ready?" Guk asks, grabbing your bag from the backseat and pulling it over the middle console.

"Yes," you reply sweetly.

You're ready for pretty much anything now, Jeongguk is absolutely worth it.

The apartment building the escort lives in is simple but you find it apt for him and his personality. The hallways are lined with cream wallpaper that have tiny lines decorating them vertically that somehow makes it feel homey and comfortable. The sconces on the walls are simple pewter and the light they give off is just the slightest bit yellow which compliments the wallpaper and the dark gray carpet underfoot.

The escort looks in his element here, slinging your expensive bag over his shoulder he glides down the hallway with confidence. To see someone in their own home is usually the most eye opening thing, you can see their comfort level, what they like, how they act in a place of their own.

For you, your mansion was never really home so you aren't sure what people can see about you when you're inside of it.

Guk whistles a sweet tune that carries through the stagnant air as he rounds the corner of the hall and he slings his arm over your shoulders with a smirk. "4D, this is us."

Us.

You aren't sure if he plans out the things that he's going to say or if he really is just the sweetest, smoothest person of all time.

"Brace yourself," he whispers happily.

Your body goes almost rigid on his command, hearing nail scratches behind the front door of his apartment.

"He's a big dude," the escort whispers, putting the key in the lock.

"Hawking, step back," Jeongguk calls through the door with a laugh.

When he cracks the door open, you can see the huge door excitedly wagging his tail, hoping to welcome his owner home.

"We have a guest!" Guk cheers, stepping inside the apartment and waiting for you with a smile.

When you step inside the large black great dane is up to your waist and he's not paying a lick of attention to you as he runs around his owner happily greeting him home.

When the escort laughs vibrantly, crouching down to accept the love, your heart flutters sweetly inside of your chest. He looks up at you with his soft doe eyes and you immediately feel warmth spreading through your limbs like a drug.

"Look! Isn't daddy's girlfriend so pretty?" Guk coos, standing up tall.

Your skin raises goosebumps at the simple word and you're taken aback by how naturally it rolls off his tongue.

"Hi Hawking," you whisper, petting the top off his head.

"You are my girlfriend, right? I'd hate to lie to man's best friend," the escort quips, setting down your bag on the couch.

Hawking licks your hand sweetly and you want to just sit down beside him and hold him for days, he looks up at you so sweetly that it makes you feel like mush.

When you have a chance to look around the apartment you notice how completely clean it is. There's not a piece of dust or a crumb anywhere in sight. Not to mention how bright and open it is with all the windows around.

The escort has comfortable furniture and the house feels more lived in, something you would never feel in the dark mansion you own.

"Sit down," your boyfriend insists, throwing himself down on the couch.

He opens his arms, narrowing his eyes at Hawking who tries to jump on the couch before you.

You can tell that you're moving awkwardly already, especially when your muscles strain awkwardly to sit down.

The escort can tell almost immediately how uncomfortable you are and he tries to help by running a soothing hand over your exposed thigh.

"What do you want me to make for dinner?" he inquires, brushing some hair back behind your ear.

The question distracts you and suddenly you're too concerned with your thoughts that you sag comfortably against him and the couch.

"I can just order something for all of us," you suggest, looking over at him.

He shakes his head, groaning loudly when his large dog jumps on the couch and lays their weight on him.

"You're not a Yorkie, buddy. Jesus!" he wheezes, petting Hawking as he lays his head over your lap.

"He's really cute," you whisper, smiling down at him.

"The guys like it," Guk announces, stretching his legs out and putting them atop his coffee table.

Raising an eyebrow, you tilt your head to look at him in confusion.

"Jimin and Taehyung," he clarifies, kissing your cheek, "they like my cooking."

"I didn't know you cook," you reply, allowing him to pull you closer.

"I love cooking. Hopefully you'll enjoy it too. I'll even make you dessert," the escort whispers, winking.

"What kind?" you inquire innocently, looking around the living room.

"Somethin' real tasty," he answers, slapping your inner thigh just hard enough to produce a sting that makes you suck a shallow breath between your teeth.

"How does Coq au Vin sound?" your boyfriend asks, combing his fingers through his hair.

"If you can make that, sure," you whisper, running your hand over Hawking's head when he begins to doze off on your lap.

"Oh, baby, I can make anything," he promises, sliding his dog off his lap to get up.

Being in this apartment with this man makes you really feel like this is something that you can get used to.

You can already feel yourself opening up, you want to experience these things again even if you fight it every step of the way.

Jeongguk is not Jasper.

He's not out to hurt you.

You keep reminding yourself over and over again but it isn't as easy as just berating yourself for being so closed off.

The apartment smells simply divine, the aroma of red wine and perfectly cooked vegetables permeate the air wonderfully.

Jeongguk truly is amazing at everything.

The gentle pop music that echoes throughout the apartment and the sight of your handsome man cooking dinner has allowed you to relax to the fullest extent possible.

Currently, you're lying long ways on the large black couch with Hawking beside you. For such a big dog he truly is incredibly gentle.

The escort moves with such grace around his kitchen. Even though it's small and cozy, he makes it seem like he's in a restaurant.

Jeongguk hums melodically to the current song that plays, bringing a spoon coated in the stew liquid to his mouth.

You watch with rapt fascination as he enters the spoon past his lips and he nods to himself before grabbing the pepper and eyeballing more into the pot.

Hawking licks at your elbow for attention and you realize you've stopped paying attention to anything else. You're enraptured with the shirtless man making you dinner in his apartment.

You give a kind smile to the dog, going back to mindlessly petting him.

When Jeongguk claps, you tilt your head to watch his arm muscles flex and contort with the movement.

After putting the pot in the oven, he turns his head to look at you only to realize you've been staring for quite some time. He smiles widely at the sight of your innocent eyes and he winks at you fof good measure.

"What do you think?" he asks, holding up two different bottles of red wine.

"The Marquise is good for deep dishes like this one," you reply, pointing to the left bottle.

"Perfect," he smiles, setting down the left one and grabbing the wine opener for the right one.

This is so domestic.

You would never think that this is something you would be doing on a random Thursday.

Your boyfriend brings over a glass for you, filled perfectly to the curve of the glass.

"My dad used to be a line cook so I know some stuff about cheffing it up," Guk says, handing you the glass.

"It smells amazing!" you reply earnestly.

He lifts your ankles, sitting down at the end of the couch and narrowing his eyes playfully at his dog who simply lays his head on your breast lazily.

"You can change and get comfy y'know, you look too good in that expensive dress to be sitting on a couch covered in dog hair," your boyfriend offers, running his fingers thoughtlessly over your calf.

"I wanna make a good first impression," you avow, taking a sip of the wine.

It's the truth, really. Jimin and Taehyung are probably incredibly protective of him. They helped him through everything with Chloe, it's only right that they have their reservations about you.

Hell, you even have reservations about you.

"Just be yourself and they're going to love you," Guk promises, angling himself closer to you.

You set the wine down on the coffee table, letting the pop you don't normally listen to wrap you in a comforting blanket of melodic tones.

"Y'know," your boyfriend breathes, smirking wickedly at you, "I can always get you naked and make you change."

You laugh softly, adoring how his mocha orbs become lustfully playful at the drop of a hat.

"Oh really?" you counter, knowing full well that Hawking is so large that there wouldn't be any way to do anything sexual.

"Mhm," he cajoles, clicking his teeth sharply, "Hawk, get down, bud."

The dog heeds his owners words, jumping off and over the arm of the couch easily.

Okay.

An oversight on your part.

"Uh," you breathe, looking at the door.

The escort slides between your thighs and he notches an eyebrow at your flustered expression. "They don't have a key."

He kisses up what is exposed on your thighs and you can simply only squirm lustfully under his touch.

"Lemme give you your dessert before dinner," he mumbles against your skin.

Your fingers card through his long black locks and right when you reach the apex of your thighs, the door's lock begins to open.

Guk is so flustered by the loud noise that he recoils so fast from you he almost pulls a muscle in his neck.

"Oh honey, we're home!" Jimin yells, thrusting the door open.

You look up wide eyed, slowly closing your knees and the older man immediately knows he's intruded upon something.

"What're you crazy kids doin'?" he guffaws, clearly not bothered by the flustered sight of you both.

"Where did you get a key?!" Jeongguk gasps, tossing the throw blanket on the top of the couch over your legs.

Taehyung steps inside politely, nodding his salutations to you.

"You should really keep track of your belongings, Gukkie. I took your spare when we were here last time! You should be grateful. What if you end up choking one day and I'm the only one that can save you," Jimin replies happily, pouring himself a glass of wine.

"Seems like he was about to be choking on something else," Taehyung muses with a smirk, giving you a once over.

"This is Taehyung and Jimin," your boyfriend whispers softly, extending a hand from one to the other.

Oh.

This evening is going to be interesting.

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#at your service #ays #chapter 11 #chap 11 #jeongguk smut #jeongguk fic #jungkook fic #bts fic #jeon jeongguk #jeon jungkook

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niru2002 · 2 months

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Summontale chap 11 WIP

In the final, vines from the sketch are removed.

Actually, I forget to add that detail but it looks good so I just leave it that way haha

#summontale #my art #wip #chap 11

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its-your-mind · 2 years

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excuse me aquilla it has come to my attention that you do not deserve to have joseph as your superhero robot anymore and I will be taking him and giving him love and friendship and reasonable expectations ty gn

#chap #chapter and multiverse #chap 11 #joseph teller #aquilla

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lemonemenom · 4 months

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January in australia...

#me #self portrait #literally me working through chap 11 of ot&t #stars to keep me company

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skygremlin · 6 days

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Some phos art before The End

It's been a wild ride lads 🫡

#my art #art #hnk #hnk phos #phos #houseki no kuni #lotl #image description in alt #hopefully the desc is alright 😭#I really like the brush I used for em. v fun nice textured brush #also chromatic abberation on firealpaca my beloathed #can't believe it's finally the end 😔#probably gonna cry reading the final chapter ngl #edit: i read it 😭#it was a nice ending #now ichikawa can have Unrestrained Summer Fun with her PS5 LMAO #man...... 11 years of consuming hnk content. it doesn't feel like it's been that long #o7 thanks ichikawa and all the tl teams for bringing us chaps

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lilasmari · 25 days

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#tears of themis #jerome adams #tears of themis fanart #Ignored all my wips just to draw Jerome after reading chap 11 #Cant wait to learn more about him

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andreakedavra · 1 month

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I'M GAGGED!!!!

#chap 11 is out right now and i know it's gonna be tough..... but i have to read this no matter what #sleeping dead #mangas #andrew talks

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microwaving-tesilid-argente · 3 days

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okay since my ability to focus is shot to hell ill just make a list of chapters i want to jump straight to when the webnovel drops ✌️ in order of priority

Ch 58: the duo visit tesilid in detention/prison/whatever during tutorial period.

i need to see with my own eyes if hestio's lines were retconned by irinbi later on or something. and then put a comment in the comic version telling people to visit this novel chapter.

Ch 53: convo w cartelyena.

i need to know what verb they used to describe tesilid's reaction.

Ch 28-29: The duo's banter in toy mansion.

please i need to know how to capture their voice PSPSPSPSPSPSPS

wait this just turned into "i'm just going to update my vatican trio line spreadsheet" LOL. tbf those are the parts i'm more concerned about in the tutorial era. unfortunately i think the release day chapters will probably only reach around chapter 50+ max, which would just be the end of season 1 😔 it won't even cover the top 2 chaps i want to check out orz.

#mimin yaps #ok lets do some quick maths. i think most tapas webnovels update thrice a week #reed name reveal is ch 83 #assuming that release day gives us 50 chapters that means we need to wait 33 chaps #which is 11 whole weeks icb this 😭😭😭#thats 3 months it'd be july by then #hey wont it be funny if it was released on tesilid's birthday #but anyway damn ig ill have something to look forward to for the next. i dunno how many years i guess 😭 until everything gets released

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raekensarcher · 1 year

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All About Control Chapter Ten

Summary: Liam blinks, the words cutting right to his core. Because, of course Theo fucking knows. God, of course Theo knows the way Liam spirals. He knows exactly what Liam is terrified of, has witnessed Liam tornado everything in his path when he is hurting. In all of his shame and rage induced spirals and convincing himself that Theo never gave a shit in the first place, he pushed out all logic and reason that defied those thoughts. Even tonight, everything about tonight has proved him wrong, every single thing Theo has done tonight has proved that he knows Liam so deeply it’s something he wouldn’t ever be able to forget.

#went fast w this one #everyone say thank u adhd meds #I have soup for brains now #this was nearly 5k whoops #turned into a three part thing but I hope u guys can forgive me bc I will fix it by chap 11 #I swear it fr #but I hope u enjoy it as much as I do !! and thank u to my beta I love u #thiam #thiam fics #thiam fic rec #Theo raeken #Liam dunbar #Liam Dunbar x Theo raeken #Theo Raeken x Liam dunbar #Theo x liam #Liam x theo #teen wolf

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bridgeportbritt · 10 months

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Grand Count Donovan's Residence | Parkshore, SimDonia

Donovan: Ah, the good stuff. Let's have a seat at the dining table, Grayson.

Donovan: So, you wish to talk to me alone. Is this about what I think it is?

Grayson: Well, I guess that depends on what you think.

Donovan chuckles: There's the Grayson I always despised. This respectable polite fascade is all an act.

Grayson: I'm respectable to those who are respectful to me.

Donovan: Oh, I'm sure you are.

Grayson: Look, I love your daughter. Your daughter loves me. We are clearly going to be together, so-

Donovan: Clearly is right! Since you tore her away from her studies to shack up with you at your parent's home instead.

Grayson: Olivia wanted to leave! She didn't want to be pressured to date the Crown Prince. She loves cooking. She just wants to cook. But, that's not good enough for you!

Donovan: Of course, it's not good enough for me. My daughter is a Countess! She's had the best education money can buy. She comes from a long line of Sagertons who helped found this country. She is my only daughter - my legacy! She could've been a princess, she could've been a QUEEN if not for you.

Grayson: See? That's your problem. You don't care about Olivia. Not her as a person. You only care about her as your heir. Newsflash, Olivia doesn't want any of that! Does what she want not count for anything?

Donovan: Olivia will see in time that the path I've laid out for her is best.

Grayson: Well, I highly doubt that.

Donovan: And why is that?

Grayson: Because... I'm asking Olivia to marry me.

Donovan shocked: What?! You... you will do NO such thing! You are not, have never been, and will never be good enough for my daughter! I will not allow it! You poor excuse for a-

Olivia shocked: Daddy?!

Esther: Donovan! What is going on here??

Donovan surprised: Olivia. Esther. I- I didn't know you were there.

Esther: It shouldn't matter if we're here or not! How dare you talk to the man your daughter loves like this! After everything we talked about!

Donovan: Honey, I-

Olivia: Dad, I don't even want to hear your excuse for this...

Donovan: Olivia, sweetie. I am your father and I love you! I can't just watch you throw away your life with some... some Councilman. You deserve so much more.

Esther: Donovan, please!

Olivia: No, Mom. Let me handle this.

Grayson: Liv, are you okay?

Olivia angry: Dad, that is enough! You've been trying to control me my entire life, you walk all over Mom, and you've been horrible and rude to Grayson since the day you met him. He doesn't deserve that. None of us deserve that!

Donovan: Honey, I-

Olivia: No, dad. We're always listening to you, it's your turn to listen. Grayson is an amazing guy who makes me happy. He's sweet, caring, supportive and is literally the nicest guy I've ever met. His whole family treats me like their own. Whether you like it or not, Grayson is going to be in my life. In fact, if you don't like it, YOU don't have to be!

Donovan: Olivia! I think you're being irrational.

Olivia: No, dad! I think I'm finally making sense of everything. Like Grayson said all those years ago. You don't care about what I want. You never have! And since what I want doesn't seem to matter to you, then I guess I don't either. So, you know what? Don't bother coming to my graduation or my wedding or my kids freaking birthday parties or anything ever! I'm done! I don't want you in my life if this is who you're going to be.

Esther: Oh, no. I feared this would happen.

Olivia: Let's go Grayson. I'm sorry, Mom. I tried.

#simdonia #chap 11 #whewwwwww LIV!#she said that is enough!#You can tell she been living with Bria lol #so glad she finally stood up to Donovan #sims of color #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 #royal sims #royal simblr #sim: grayson #sim: olivia #sim: esther #sim: donovan

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here-have-some-stories · 14 days

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Silent Laughter Chapter 11

Chapter 1 Chapter 10

By the time I got home, I was panting and sweating a little from the run. Man was I grateful to be home. When I opened the door I was greeted with a big open room. I stood in the doorway, stunned. Everything was missing. The furniture, the pictures on the wall, the bits and pieces crammed into storage containers in the corner of the room, all gone. I stepped into the room slowly, turning around in circles, looking high and low to see if anything was left. There was nothing. I could see into the kitchen from where I was standing and it looked to be just as empty. Just to be sure, I checked all the kitchen cabinets, drawers and the fridge but there was nothing.

I moved my search into the hallways and into the other rooms, each were equally empty. There was nothing left in the house. It was like it was brand new, or being put up on sale, ready for someone new to move in. With everything missing, it felt as if all the physical evidence of all the memories I had with my parents in the house were gone.

Suddenly exhausted, I walked out of the hallway back into the lounge, running my fingers through my hair. Along with being exhausted, I was also suddenly thirsty, but there was nothing to drink from anymore. I decided at this point it wouldn’t be so bad to drink straight from the tap, that is if the water hadn’t been taken either.

I walked to the kitchen and turned on the tap, grateful that seemingly clean water still ran from it. I put my head half in the sink and put my mouth up to the water, feeling a little physically better as the water ran down my throat. When I finished, I turned the tap back off and wiped the back of my mouth with my sleeve while turning around, ready to walk back to the lounge.

For what seemed to be the millionth time since everything had happened, I stopped stunned as I saw a piece of paper sitting on the kitchen counter. I had checked the kitchen before, there had been nothing there. There had been nothing anywhere. Where the hell could it have come from? Taking a couple more steps forward I noticed it had words written in messy handwriting on it, and a pen sitting next to it.

What is your name?

The question written on the paper seemed an odd one to me. I looked around the room, trying to see if there was any trace of someone that could have left the note there. But then again it could have been the creature. I looked out the windows, only half expecting to see something standing there. There was nothing. I looked back down at the paper and slowly picked up the pen, and considered for a while whether I should actually write something, and if I did, should I write my actual name.

A couple more seconds of thinking and I decided there didn’t seem to be too much harm in writing my name, so I wrote the full thing under the question and put the pen down again. I stood in the kitchen in silence for a minute, waiting to see if anything would happen. When it didn’t, I shrugged to myself and decided to do some useless rounds around the house.

I spent fifteen minutes just strolling around the house, checking to see if anything was hiding anywhere or if anything had changed. But it hadn’t, so I walked back to the kitchen to see if at least the paper had changed.

I was both happy and disturbed to see that it had. Next to my name there was a tick, as if it was saying I was correct with my answers, the way teachers do. Underneath my name, a new question had been written in the same messy handwriting:

How old are you?

I picked up the pen that was still next to the paper and wrote my answer. Nothing happened for the few minutes I stood in the kitchen, so I left to walk around outside for a few more minutes. When I went back into the kitchen, another tick had been drawn next my age, and another question had been written underneath.

What do you like?

I picked up the pen again and wrote, AC/DC, frogs, motorbikes, food, sleep. I was beginning to figure out the pattern on how this all worked, and left the room again for a couple more minutes. When I went back in, just as I had suspected, a tick was next to my answer, and a new question was written.

What do you dislike?

Just like the others, I answered.

Woo hoo! Another chapter. Hoped you liked it. Same messages as usual, if you have any suggestions or feedback I would love to hear it. I'm getting lonely tbh. If you have any requests for other stories for me to write I am open to hearing them, as long as its not something I'm not comfortable with writing.

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