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bambikisss · 2 years

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XOX, Cupid { PART 1 }

JACKSON WANG X PERFORMER!READER

-> In which you and Jackson decide to show expose your relationship during a duet performance in head in the clouds with Jackson.

A/N: This will be a two-part imagine, your stage name is Cupid btw

SMUT WARNINGS: Unprotected sexy time, slight spit play, ass slapping (heh)

PART ONE - ONE DAY BEFORE HEAD IN THE CLOUDS

"Headling our Head In the Cloud's concert is Cupid!"

Social media buzzed when the 88 Rising's Twitter news came out. You had been on a slight hiatus due to an injury but you had just gotten the green light to perform again.

What better stage than this one?

You laid back on your bed as the positive comments flooded your screen as you scrolled, a smile coming onto your face. Your fans were always so loving and sometimes when you felt sad you would go on Instagram live just to talk to them.

Before you could click on a video posted by a fan of their reaction to the announcement, Jackson called to facetime you, making you jump and almost drop the phone.

He always seemed to scare you when he called you.

You accepted his facetime call, placing your hand on your heart as you yelled at him for scaring you, your boyfriend of 4 years laughing from the other side. "I'm sorry baby. Should I text you a warning everytime before I call you?" He asked, a smirk on his face as he watched you pout, rolling your eyes before smiling back at him. "I heard about you headlining Head in the Clouds. Congratulations baby." You placed the phone down onto the nightstand as you fell back against the bed again, sighing against the cold sheets. "I'm actually a bit nervous. I just want to perform well, you know? This is the first time I'll be seen performing since my injury." Even though you had only rolled your ankle, it seemed like everyone in the world thought that you had died. To make matters worst, you had then caught covid so your return was pushed back. You often wondered if the fans would still be as loud as when you had your last concert, or if they would be as happy to see you as you were to see them. It was all you could think about when you rehearsed or even just laid in your bed. Jackson would sometimes help, though, even though he was often someone far away from you. He'd facetime call you frequently and watch your dance rehearsals, providing pointers and feedback as if he was an audience member. You trusted him to tell you when your performance looked sloppy. He was your right-hand man- your lover.

Speaking of your lover, he was silent making you sit up, laughing softly as he had his eyes trained on your legs that were in perfect view of the camera. He had always had a thing for your legs, especially your thighs as you had a small pink heart tattoo on both of them that he loved to kiss and bite while he teased you. He thought you were a goddess that came down to earth just to drive him crazy. You cleared your throat, flipping yourself so you were facing him, your head resting on your hands as you raised an eyebrow to your man, who rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks heating up from being caught checking your legs out. "I was listening I swear," he promised, holding his hands up in defense. You laughed, telling him it was alright and that you loved it when he only looked at you. He mirrored you on his hotel bed, a smile on his lips as he admired you, the two of you just staring at one another in silence before you broke the comfortable silence as you remembered something. "My stylist sent over one of my performance outfits and I have to try it on. Do you wanna see?" His eyes lit up, ushering for you to go and quickly change into it. He was excited to not only see more of your beautiful body but to see you get excited when you put it on.

You ripped open the package marked with the number one, gasping as the soft pink outfit fell from the bag. You placed it onto the bed, forgetting Jackson was still on the phone with you as you stripped down to nothing but your underwear, giggling when you heard Jackson sigh dreamily from staring at your backside. You put the dress on, turning to face Jackson as you looked up into the mirror you had on your dresser near the bed, your eyes widening as you jumped up and down, giggling happily. When you asked for Jackson's input, he smiled before looking you up and down carefully again, making your cheeks feel hot under his gaze. "I love it but I'd wear some safety shorts with it if you have choreography in your first set." You nodded, shaking your hips as you watched the skirt move, understanding what he meant. "I mean, or you can just leave the dress for when I see you during the festival and we can put it to good use later that night." You raised an eyebrow as you met Jackson's gaze, his eyes trained on your legs. You knew there was no point in redirecting his eyes, your hands teasingly pulling up the sides of the skirt, Jackson's breath hitching as he watched more skin slowly get more exposed before his manager knocked on his bedroom door, halting you from moving up anymore making him groan. "I'll let you go deal with that, baby" you smiled, leaning down to blow a kiss to your boyfriend, making him roll his eyes before blowing a kiss back, waving as he said goodbye before ending the call.

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''Again''

You sighed as you retied your shoes, sighing as the hot California sun beat down on you and your dancer. You had been through all three sets and even had gone through all of the outfit changes but your performance manager thought it didn't look good enough. Besides Jackson's opinions, you trusted his as well. You stood up, sighing as you fixed your mic pack before walking back with your dancers to the performance starting point, breathing heavily. "Wait!" You turned to see Jackson running with a water bottle in his hand to you, making you smile. Your performance manager sighed as he called a water break, letting your dancers walk off to grab their own waters as you kissed Jackson's cheek as a thank you for saving you from dancing for the tenth time. He kept his arm around you as you drank, walking with you around the stage as he critiqued your past performances in the rehearsal, nodding along. "I do have one more critic about the outfits though," you turned to face him, Jackson's hands moving to your waist as he pulled you close, his lips moving to hover over your ear as he spoke. "That first pink looks too good for a performance." You raised an eyebrow, your hands resting on his shoulders as you asked what he meant, being met with a dark chuckle. "I wanna fuck you in that dress, baby." Your eyes widened as you stepped back to hit his chest, Jackson winking as he laughed, walking back with you to the main stage to meet with your dancers, his eyes staring at your body as you walked up to meet them. You handed him the water bottle, ushering him off the stage as your introduction music started back up, showing that rehearsals were back on.

You did make sure the last run-through to apply Jackson's comments, being met with a hug and kiss from him as soon as you got off of the stage, his hand dangerously close to your ass as he kissed your cheek, leading you back to your dressing room, which was down the hall from his. As you reached for your door to change, he stopped you. He would usually push you into the as soon as you clicked the door open to watch you change and maybe eat you out, but he had to do his own rehearsal so he held back. He held up a black card, handing it to you as he smiled at you, winking before he walked off with his dancers, leaving you not only confused but slightly horny as you were looking forward to being eaten due to the looks he gave you when he watched you perform and the way his voice had deepened. You looked down at the card, noticing it was a keycard holder with a small note on it. "I've taken the pleasure of booking our hotel room for us. The minute I come in that room, we're eating dinner, then I'm eating you out baby. Have fun while I'm gone and relax~"

You smiled as you gathered your things and went to the hotel, taking a shower and then changed into a robe. You had just sat down to do your makeup when he arrived. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss your cheek, groaning at the scent of the body wash you used. His hands moved up and down your arms as his lips moved down your cheek to your neck, his gaze moving to the mirror as he watched you throw your head back as he sucked and kissed on your sweet spot, his gaze darkening as he gripped your arms, your soft groan becoming music to his ears as he kissed back to your cheek, pulling himself away as he walked to grab his suit and underwear, winking at you as he made his way into the bathroom. You giggled softly, enjoying the lingering scent that Jackson left on the robe as you finished your hair and makeup, then changed into Jackson's favorite black dress, smiling as you put your robe back on. You finished putting the finishing touches on your look when Jackson emerged from the bathroom, his black suit making you want to rip it off of him and just let him have his way with you all night, but you held back. Jackson walked over to help the room service men bring in the dinner he ordered, tipping them extra to place a "do not disturb" sign on the door before closing the door. You stood up to go through the food items he ordered, turning when Jackson cleared his throat. He had connected his phone to the room's speaker and played some romantic music as he dimmed the lights slightly, his gaze moving over your body. You mirrored his smile, your eyes filled with love as he made his way over to you, his hand moving to cup your cheek, kissing you with so much love. No matter how much lust was in the room, he always made sure to show you how much he loved you. He would have you dress up at your shared home to just eat dinner with you or take you out to restaurants, reserving a private room so it would just be you two and shower you with gifts and roses. He would do little things too, like writing songs just for you, singing them to you whenever you felt sad, or just making breakfast for you before he left for the studio. It was his main goal to show you how much he loved you and in return, you gave him all of you.

"So, are you really going to enjoy our dinner in a bathrobe?" Jackson asked, kissing the bridge of your nose as you giggled, pushing him back slightly so he could watch you slowly remove the robe to show the dress. His eyes widened as he stared at the dress he had bought you and deemed it his favorite dress for you to wear, which you both only reserved for special nights.

"For my magic man," you smiled softly, Jackson holding your hand as he pulled you close, kissing you softly as his hands moved down your body slowly, his forehead moving to rest against yours. "For my Cupid."He whispered, his lips moving to kiss yours again as his hands made contact with your ass, moving to squeeze it in his hands as the kiss turned sloppy, Jackson and you obviously forgetting about the dinner that was hot and ready for the two of you. His lips moved down to kiss and bite along your neck as he picked you up, taking you over to the large bed, your back hitting the sheets as he left marks moving along your neck. You arched up to meet his chest, your hands moving into his hair as you licked your lips, gasping as he bit down on your neck, his name escaping your lips breathlessly. "Yes baby, say my name just like that." he groaned, biting down again as you breathlessly said his name, closing your eyes as he quickly pressed his lips against yours again, your tongues moving together. You both reached for each other's clothes, craving to touch one another as you both carelessly ripped off the clothing, tossing it to land on the floor as you both continued to moan and groan into each other's mouths. He bit your bottom lip, ushering you to move up to the headboard as he followed behind you. As your upper back rested against the headboard, Jackson's lips pounced back onto yours, much slower and loving this time as one of his hands moved to carefully separate your legs apart, his finger moving up and down your wet slit making Jackson groan and you sigh into the kiss. "Love my baby so much. Let's me do whatever I want to her because I love her." it sounded like he wasn't speaking to you, kissing down your body as his finger gathered your wetness. He was so drunk off of you, only having one thing on his mind in the moment. "Gonna make my baby cum so hard for me. Gonna make her feel so loved because I love her. Because she's my cupid. My baby," he groaned against your thigh, kissing your pink heart tattoo before bitting and licking slowly as he moved down your leg, placing your legs onto his shoulders as he laid down on his stomach, his tongue immediately diving into you. He groaned at your taste as he licked and sucked, your back arching as you moaned loudly, your hands moving to grab his hair, your hips trying to move against his tongue but his hand pressed you down, your lover moving faster as the lewd sounds of him licking your pussy filled the room. He looked up at you to meet your eyes, his free hand moving to gently grip your jaw to make you look down at him as he began to fuck you with his tongue, his grip on your cheek getting tighter if you tried to look away. He loved having you watch him when he did anything to your body, rutting his hips into the sheets as he watched every eye roll, every groan, every curse word leave your beautiful body.

"Fuck baby. Hold on," Jackson moved to switch the two of you, having you get onto his face as his hands gripped your hips to have you immediately ride and move against his tongue. You gripped the headboard as you moved with his instruction, tossing your head back and then forward as you met his eyes again. "Fuck baby, don't stop, please, so fuking close" you moaned incoherently, babbling as you felt yourself approach your much-wanted organism, Jackson moving faster as he told you to cum on him, his hands moving to slap and grip your ass, ushering you to cum all over his lips and bottom half of his face. You were glad your hotel room wasn't around anyone else as you screamed his name, your hips and legs shaking around his head as you came, your hands gripping his hair to keep him against you as you rode out your organism, whining as he picked you up, carefully laying you down against the pillows as he kissed around your body, waiting for you to calm down. You felt like you could fall asleep happy and satisfied until you saw Jackson rest both of his hands on the headboard above you, watching as your chest rose and fell, your eyes training to look first at the wet lower half of his face, then trailed down to look at his hard cock, which was covered in precum. Noticing that you've calmed down, he leaned down to connect your lips with his, letting you taste yourself on his lips and tongue, one hand moving to pump himself a few times before he angled himself to push into you, using your wetness to wet his dick.

"You taste that, princess? Guess who made this mess on my fucking face with her good fucking pussy?" he asked, not waiting for an answer as he pushed the tip in, smirking as you wiggled around, begging for him to move in you, only for him to press you down, keeping you still. "Guess who's going to make another mess on my fat dick? You are." He shook his head as he moved both hands back up to the headboard, looking down at you as he motioned for you to open your mouth, Jackson gathering spit in his mouth before spitting down into your mouth and then telling you to close your mouth. "Naughty girl."

He pushed in before you could say anything else, your back arching as he fully sheathed himself in you, groaning as you tightened around him. You dug your nails into his back as he moved his hips pounding into you, groaning as you moaned loudly, opening your legs more so he could move in deeper. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your nails digging down his back as the sound of your moans and the sound of him pounding into you filled the room. Jackson watched you as he rolled his hips, grabbing your breasts as he watched you become breathless, leaning down to lick and suck on the neglected nipple, switching to the other one as you moaned, one hand moving to his hair as he pulled out, flipping you over to have you move to your hands and knees. He came closer, his hand moving to put your hair into a ponytail, Jackson rubbing his dick up and down your slit before pushing back in roughly, Jackson throwing his head back as he groaned, kissing along your back as you moved your ass backward to meet his hips, your hands moving to grip the sheets as he looked down to watch, spitting onto your ass cheek before she slapped it. "There we go, baby. Ride my dick for my cum. Throw it back, baby." His hands gripped harder on your hair, your moans becoming louder as you leaned your body down so your ass was up, your eyes meeting Jackson's as you turned your head back to make eye contact with him, your face contouring as you felt your end rushing closer, Jackson reading your face as he pulled you up with your hair so your back met his chest, his hand moving to your throat as he licked and kissed your neck. "Cum, princess, cum all over my fat fucking dick so I can fill you up with mine,"he groaned into your ear, one of his hands sneaking down to play with your clit as you came, your nails digging into his lower back as you toss your head back, his lips moving to bite and suck on your more exposed neck. He held your limp body as he moved faster, letting your body fall forward to rest against the pillows as his hips moved faster, his eyes trained on your ass as he began mumbling to himself, obviously near his own organism as he groaned. "Gonna fill up my baby so good. Let me fill you up and show you how much I love you," he licked his lips, his hips studdering as he came, his hands coming into contact to smack and grip your ass.

He rest his hands on your ass, catching his breath as he looked down at you, kissing along your shoulders and down your back, massaging you as he ran his hands up and down your body, kissing your cheek. You rolled over as he pulled out, your arms wrapping around his neck as you brought him down for a kiss, running your hands through his hair as he calmed down, laying his body down next to yours. "How you feeling, baby?" you asked him, gigging as you flipped over to kiss his cheek repeatedly, Jackson smiling as his fingers moved up and down your spine. "Amazing. I missed that baby." he whispered, kissing you softly before he got out of the bed, moving to go grab a towel to clean you up, then handed you one of his shirts to put on as he put on his underwear. He held out his hand to her, leading you to the table as he uncovered the food, which thankfully wasn't too cold. He handed you the sushi as he went to heat up the rest of the food, you eating happily. He joined you soon after, holding your hand as he ate, smiling softly. "I'm excited to see you perform tomorrow. You actually go on after me, so I'll make sure to stand on standby to watch my cupid tear up the stage." You winked at him, Jackson moving his chair closer to yours as he took one of the sushi off your plate. "I just hope everything goes well tomorrow. This is my first time performing again." you felt some worry fill you up again as he rubbed your arm, offering some kind words. "I know it's scary but think about everyone who is ready to see you. Think of all of those fans who waited so long to see you perform and now they can," He kissed your hand as he pulled you close to his body, letting you rest on his shoulder. "If anything, think about me. I'll be cheering you on," he chuckled, kissing your forehead. You nodded as you relished in his body warmth, feeling all of the anxiety fade away.

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"We have a major problem!"

You turned around with your dancer, anxiety shooting through your body as your manager rushed over to you, Jackson following.

"Your duet partner that was supposed to sing with you during the third and final set isn't coming."

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bapdaydreams · 2 years

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Can I ask for a B.A.P reaction when they see they s/o walking down the aisle on their wedding day?

Hi! I am so sorry, I never get notifications on the app on my phone and when I finally opened Tumblr on my laptop I saw your request. I am also not taking requests but I don't want to disappoint you after so long so I hope you enjoy this short scenario.

Bang Yongguk: This soft man would have his heart in his throat watching you walk down the aisle. He's teary-eyed but he has the biggest, gummiest smile on his face and nothing would ruin this day for him.

Jung Daehyun: Oh this happy-go-lucky ball of energy would be so quiet and so emotional. He tries his best not to cry as he watches you walk down the aisle with a small smile on his face. He is so smitten and definitely the luckiest man in the world.

Yoo Youngjae: He would be so happy and excited but all that stops when he sees you walk down the aisle. His heart is pounding against his chest and his jaw hangs open at how beautiful you look. The man is stunned!

Moon Jongup: Send help. Jongup exe. has stopped working. He is stunned silent. He knew you were pretty but damn something about watching you walking down the aisle just made you 10 times prettier. He may or may not be crying silently.

Zelo: He is just so happy to see you. He is practically vibrating with happiness and he can't wait to call you his. He thinks so are beautiful and every part of his just aches to hold you and kiss you. Just so much joy.

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t3kandson · 9 months

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Family’s at Friction

Word count; 8,977

Fandom; The Boyz

Pairing; Kim Younghoon X Reader

Character; Kim Younghoon, Ju Haknyeon, Kim Sunwoo, Son Youngjae, Lee Hyunjae, Bae Jacob, Moon Kevin, Lee Sangyeon, Lee Juyeon Choi Chanhee & Ji Changmin

Warning; Angst, Guns, Robbery, Hostage, Violence (not by any TBZ characters), Oral (receiving), body marking & Unprotected sex

Notes; Happy Birthday Younghoon

Taglist; @ilovechanhee

“My son Isn’t home often, but I need to go back home, his grandfather is getting lonely without me,” Mrs Kim smiled your way. “Well I can wait till he’s home in the evenings and then leave,” you said as her appearance got brighter. “Or I could offer you a room in the house and you could reside here,” she said as you looked to the table between you. “I have a daughter I can’t leave her behind,” you admitted expecting the job to be removed. “How old is she?” Mrs Kim asked. “She’s 8,” you said looking at her with hope for the job to remain. “Who will look after her while you’re here?” she query’s as she smiles back your way. “My mother, she collects her from school and takes her home till I arrive, sleeping over if she has to. She’s a widow so there’s no one at home to miss her,” you say as Mrs Kim nods. “Well seems a good arrangement to me,” she smiles offering you her hand. “The jobs yours,” she says as excitement fills you. “Thanks Mrs Kim,” you said smiling

The first week Mrs Kim stayed in the home. Due to her son working hard on a project that he wouldn’t be home for the week. That time had gone well, you had established a good teacher pupil relationship with Youngil. He was 12 and a very intelligent young man, thriving to learn everything that could teach him and you honestly couldn’t have asked for a better pupil. However, you felt for the poor child. His mother had left the family home, affairs by the dozen. Choosing money from the divorce over her own son. He felt abandoned by his mother but also felt unwanted by his father also. Kim Younghoon, had taken solace in his marital break up by working extra hard in his company. You couldn’t help but add your motherly touch, making sure Youngil ate well during the dinners Mrs Kim encouraged you to join before leaving. But also making sure he kept healthy with his vitamins.

The first time you met Younghoon, you instantly didn’t like him. Holding your hand for him to shake but he coldly walked past. “You can leave now,” he grumbled placing his coat to grab yours to shake your way. Each day he greeted you this way as you kept your head down.

“Don’t leave yet we need to talk,” he growled placing his coat a couple weeks later. “Follow me,” he demanded walking off into a room you had realised was his private living quarters. Following, your eyes noticed the large sways of alcohol in the glass cabinets, all prettily displayed. Walking to the desk he sat in his chair looking up to you with his usual expression of arrogance. “Can I ask you your credentials?” He asked filling his crystal glass with whisky. “Pardon?” You said looking at him with confusion. “I would like to know what credentials you have to assess if your actually qualified for my sons needs,” he said rather sharply looking up at you with annoyance. “Your mother vetted me,” you looked at him confused with his request. “She vetted you as a teacher yes, but I would like to know your credentials as a psychiatrist,” he said taking a swig of his liqueur. “I don’t have any,” you replied looking at him puzzled. “Well could you explain why you seem fit to discuss his personal life?” Younghoon said with a slight growl in his tone. “What do you mean?” You questioned feeling annoyed with his accusations. “Well I pay you to teach my son well. Instead your offering advice to his apparent woes,” Younghoon accused as your eyes widened. “Your son mentioned something that worried him. As a teacher who knows a clear mindset improves their work I listened,” you scoffed arms folded as his eyes widened to your own tone. “But you gave your own opinion to Manipulate him into emotions he doesn’t actually have,” Younghoon said raising his voice to match yours. “That’s poppycock, just because you don’t have time for your son, don’t presume he doesn’t have the emotions he clearly does. If he’s telling you then it’s to express himself,” you said as his jaw tightened. “Well he never expressed it before you was employed as his teacher,” Younghoon growled. “Maybe if you gave your son the time of day he would have expressed that,” you said slamming your hand onto the desk startling him. “I think it’s best you leave,” he said bitterly slouching into his chair. “Goodnight,” you said spinning on your heel. “For good,” he added as you spun back to face him. Walking towards him his eyes differed with fear. “Good now I can really express myself. Your son is failing because of you. Your too selfish to hide from your pain, punishing your son for something his mother did twice off. Not just for cheating but taking your money and leaving. You’ve made that boy feel unwelcome and placed him in so much pain he can’t focus. Ignore me all you like but if you don’t put his emotional needs first then you won’t have a son to brag about at your regular golfing events,” you snap watching his words get stuck in his throat. “Now if you don’t mind I have a daughter that I love dearly who needs her mothers attention,” you add spinning back around to leave him dumbfounded.

It had been a week and things had fallen apart. Your argument with Kim Younghoon had left you without your wages you had rightly earned the last month. You had already fallen behind terribly before the job let alone now. The final demand came through the door as you held it shakily. You had till this evening to At least supply one months rent or you would be evicted. Tears fell from your eyes as you fell to the floor sobbing. What was you going to tell Yoona? Where was you even going to go?

When the door opened you had expected it to be your mother and daughter. But to your horror it was Younghoon, witnessing your complete breakdown. “Y/N,” he coo’d coming to you as he sat beside you. “What’s happened?” He asks as you sobbed even louder instead of replying. His arms wrapped around you like this was a different person you had experienced before. He held you tightly as you sobbed not caring that tears was beginning to fall on his expensive Gucci jacket. “So now you’ve sobbed the entire sea are you going to tell me what’s happened to create such a dam break?” He said rubbing your shoulder. “It doesn’t matter, it’s something I need to fix somehow,” you said pushing yourself out his hold. “Can I help?” He asks as you stand to your feet watching him follow. “You’ve done enough not paying me the months work I’ve done,” you said bitterly as you wiped your eyes. “Yeah about that,” he said with guilt in his expression. “What?” You snapped making his jaw tighten. “What issues do you have? Why do you feel the need to snap,” he growls folding his arms. “What’s your credentials as a psychiatrist?” You hit back at him. Instead of a snarky come back he stifles a laugh instead. “Hitting me with my own words are we?” He said amused. “Look I think we’ve got off on the wrong foot,” he said as you deadpanned his way. “No your an ass,” you said earning a brighter smile. “Fine I’m am ass, who thanks to you was dished some food to really think about,” he said smiling more Warmer then you experienced before. “Is this an apology,” you said tilting your head his way. “Well yes it is,” he said accepting responsibility. “Can I get that in writing?” You said arms folded. He looked around the room in sight for some paper as he made his way for it. “Fine if I have to,” he said picking up the letter in his hand. “Don’t worry,” you said as you panicked realising he was holding your eviction letter. As you attempted to swipe the document, he pulled it out your reach his eyes bulging as he read it. “This is my fault,” he said sorrowfully as you snatched it out his palm. “Yes, yes it is,” you growled taking it and throwing it on the side behind you. “Right I will sort it,” he smiled as you felt his words lift your worry’s. “You need to pay them my months wage to them,” you said more calmer as he picked up the letter once more, then his phone. “Hi I’m the employee of Mrs Y/N, I was wondering if I could pay a month off her backlogged rent,” he said in a professional tone. “How much?” He gasped. “For this shitty apartment,” he growled. “Sod that,” he snapped hanging up on the phone. “What did you say that for?” You said closing your eyes briefly. “Your months wage wouldn’t even cover that,” he scoffed as you breathed in deeply. “It’s 3 million won you owe me 4,” you said annoyed. “Funny that, they’ve asked for 5 million,” he said making your eyebrows furrowed. Picking your phone up you dialled your landlord. “Hi it’s Mrs Y/N, my former employer rang moments ago to pay my one month of rent as demanded in your eviction threat,” you said pausing as the female voice hit your ears. “Ahh yes, he refused saying he wouldn’t pay 5 million won,” she said down the phone. “But my rent is 3 million,” you questioned as Younghoon expression slightly showed a smirk. “We’ve decided to up the rent so to stop the eviction it will have to be 5 million won,” she said as your hands fell to your face, tears threatening to fall once more. “It’s ok I will arrange something,” Younghoon said down the phone he snatched from your hands. “The keys will be in the door once she’s moved this evening,” he growled hanging up. “What did you do?” You cried grabbing the phone. “Your not going to save this situation Y/N, your waste your time and breath trying,” he said placing his hand over your shoulder. “But where am I going to go, me and my daughter are going to be homeless,” you whispered as he looked at you with concern. “What are you going to do Y/N? Beg with every inch of your life?” He said sarcastically. “Yes if I have to,” you whined feeling defeated.

“Well good thing I’m here,” he said smiling at you. “I’ve come to offer you your job back. Youngil’s been quite hesitant to have another teacher. He demands you, so you can have your job back. I will even give you more financial support,” he said smiling. “Good then can I have a sub to get my rent paid,” you pleaded happily accepting your job back. “Oh the increase isn’t in money it’s still 4 million,” he said with his smirk returning to your confusion. “I have two spare rooms, you could move in with your daughter,” he said as you looked at him confused. “Two bedrooms, meals included, no bills and 4 million wons a month,” he said arms folded excited for your reply. It was like your brain froze in that second unable to process what he was promising. “But what do you get extra of?” You questioned as he chuckled. “To be the Nanny when I’m late from work, and I suppose his new psychiatrist,” he teases as you roll your eyes. “However, I must add time is of the essence,” he added looking at the clock just three hours left to unpack. “Fine, thank you,” you said offering him a smile. “Good now you can save my ear from my son’s emotional blackmail,” he added dramatically. “Maybe I should make you wait,” you said playfully. “Ok then maybe I should withdraw my offer,” he teased that made your eyes widen. “No, no need,” you said holding your hand in fear watching him chuckle. Had you read him the wrong way before hand? Had work and stress altered his moods when you found him. Because the man stood in your kitchen wasn’t the same man that you met at his lavish home.

Younghoon and Youngil was waiting patiently when you & Yoona arrived. Comforting your only child you was amazed at the sudden change in Younghoon’s character. Bending down to your daughter size, he brushed Yoona’s stray hair behind her ear in a comforting way. “It’s ok they’re is nothing to be scared about here, I promise,” he said softly as her hug tightened around your waist. “This is your home now,” he said looking somewhat excited himself. “We even have a games room,” Youngil said in an effort to help comfort her. “I can show you if you want?” He asked holding out his hand. Yoona shyly looked your way as you nodded reassuringly before looking the elder boys way. Taking his hand they dash away to the house as Younghoon looked contented. “Your good with her,” you complimented as he chuckled. “You sound as if your surprised,” he said smirking. “Well if I can be honest,”, “that you can,” he cut you off. “That your acting different,” you said bracing for his reaction. “Maybe you just didn’t look properly, you heard Youngil’s complaints and made your painting. Yes I’ve made mistakes a load of them. But I love that boy with every breath,” he added smiling your way. “However, your correct i showed you a bad side of myself. I saw a young attractive girl who I feared was trying to use my son to date me,” he added as you tilted your head his way. “My wife was like that, very manipulative, she didn’t want me she wanted money and she took it to the men she cheated on me with,” he said looking pained. “Sorry to hear that,” you said as he pursed his lips. “What about Yoona’s father?” He asked as your own past burned. “He left me when I fell pregnant,” you said biting your lips as you looked to the floor. “So you never married him?” He gasped as you closed your eyes. Being an single unmarried mother brought you so much awful looks in the past. You didn’t know why you slipped this information with someone so upper class. Breathing in deep you prepared for the disgust to fall from his lips. “So you had to provide all alone by yourself?” Younghoon quizzed as you nodded. “That’s awful, but you’ve worked so hard you should be so proud,” he said holding on to your arms. “Thank you,” you said appreciating his comforting words. “What do you fancy for tea,” he said stepping into the house. “Anything, me and Yoona’s not fussed,” you said as he smiled. “Well let’s go out for a meal, it’s the first night of you both being here,” he said excitedly. “You don’t need to,” you said bashfully. “I’m your boss it’s my orders,” he said smirking your way. “Fine,” you said rolling your eyes.

The house had become very family like, you made breakfast for Youngil & Yoona while preparing Younghoon’s packed lunch every morning. Dropping the children to their school you dropped off Younghoon’s lunch before returning back to the house. Evening meals you cooked normally with both the children helping before you set some tutorial work. Meals in the evening normally spent like a family before a movie or two. To an outsider you looked like a family. Younghoon doting on Yoona just as much as his own son. Both the children was dearly sweet, Youngil acting very brother like. Some weekends the four of you would walk in the natural reserves or enjoying fishing on Younghoon’s yacht.

However, everything started to feel different not long after. You had already smiled at the very like couple act you was currently experiencing. Watching him dry up the dishes you past after washing as you both chatted about your day. While you was lost in Younghoon’s topic about work related conversation, you mind was floating about how you could imagine him as a husband. The sadness that he had possibly given her everything and still cheated. If you was married to him you would have cherished him. You chuckled to your thoughts when it had not been long ago when you despised him instead. “Your not listening to me are you?” Younghoon said breaking you from your thoughts. “Yes, yes I was,” you lied letting a slight blush creep up your face. “So the clients fathers death is amusing,” he asked smirking as your face fell in horror. “Ok sorry I got lost in thought I’m sorry, but before that I really was listening,” you said chewing on your bottom lip. “So what was you day dreaming about?” He asked drying the dish you past him. “Nothing much,” you said feeling let down by your warming face. “Was it something sexy,” he whispered in your ear making you shudder as you gasped. “No,” you shot out abruptly as he chuckled looking at the mess you was making of yourself. “I won’t tell if you don’t,” he said playfully as he nudged you. “Just was thinking that the worlds an ass to leave someone like you single,” you admitted as he looked taken back. “Think I preferred the sexy thoughts,” he said trying to brush over your words. “Would you now,” you winked his way trying to bring the awkward tension to an end. His hands reached out to the bowl you past but his fingers overlapped yours. Instead of removing them his eyes got lost. The chemistry between you zapping into the atmosphere as you watched his eyes fall to your lips. Thighs tightened as your mind imagining him pulling you to him to place them on you. Words failing you both as each second made the environment almost unbearable under both your heated glances. As he nears closer you don’t know if you think he’s about to kiss you or because you want him to. But before your body moves towards him to figure that out you hear a patter of feet enter the kitchen as you turn to face Yoona with sleepy but wet eyes on her face. “Baby,” you cry as you walk towards her. But before you can, Younghoon scoops her up into his arms. “Did you have a nightmare?” He questions as he wipes her escaping tear as she nods. “Oh hunnie let mummy,”, “shall we get some cookies and milk to help your tears,” Younghoon cuts you off as she nodded. “Sorry I should ask your,” , “no your good,” you replied, now your turn to cut him off. You watched with a warming feeling in your body as he saw to your daughter. It looked like you wasn’t the only one getting attached to the wealthy business owner.

Excitement was buzzing through you as security approved you inside Younghoon’s building. You had been invited to have lunch with Younghoon that day. He had jokingly said the previous week of a promise of a lunch date and though you wasn’t intending it to be reality. His text this morning brought a sense of excitement to fill you. You knew the blurred line of his Son’s live in Nanny was getting complicated. But while everything was innocent you didn’t want to think of that. Upon entering his office you was surprised to find it was filled with some others. Instead of suits they looked relaxed and casual and told you they was his friends. Younghoon’s confused face turned to horror and he leapt up towards you. “Mrs Y/N,” he said looking shady which had your head tilt as you felt the eyes on you. He placed his hand around you taking you to the side of the room. “Oh I’m really sorry I forgot to message you. My friends are in town and sprung this visit,” he said looking anxious for your reply. “It’s ok really,” you smiled to reassure him as your eyes took to his friends beady one’s. “I’ll make it up to you I promise,” he said letting his eyes twinkle in your view as you smile smitten his way. “You guys might as well share this,” you said handing him the picnic bag of items you made for your lunch. “Thanks I appreciate it,” he said stiffening when he heard the mocking of his friends. “Well I’ll leave you to it,” you said bowing before leaving. You barely got to the lift when you remember your car keys was in the basket. Dashing back you heard their chatter within the hallway from the slightly ajar door. “Live in nanny or paid girlfriend,” you heard a voice jibe that made you realise you was the subject. “It’s not like that,” you heard Younghoon scoff as your stomach started to fall. “Those lover eyes you both looked with tells me otherwise,” another one chuckled. “Get off, she’s paid to look after the family that’s all,” Younghoon said as you felt that you was seeing the wrong signs clearly. “So you don’t like her then? Maybe you need to send her the memo,” hit the air as the rest of them laughed with him. “No I don’t like her, I appreciate her,” Younghoon said as you felt your eyes begin to water. Not caring for the keys you turned to dash away. However, you bumped into a solid form before falling to the floor with a yelp. “Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you, are you ok?” A worried face came into your view before he squatted to hold your arms. “Yes sorry I’m,”, “Y/N what happened?” You heard from the door cut you off. Younghoon’s eyes was fall of concern till they fell on the gentleman by your side, especially his hands gently on your arm. “She fell,” he said to Younghoon as his eyes fell back to concern to find your other arm. “Let me help you up,” he said softly with the other guy helping you to your feet. Brushing the gentleman hand off your arm to make sure you was steady before he left yours, his looked slightly annoyed. “Thanks Haknyeon, the guys are in there,” he said without his eyes on someone who clearly was also a friend. “Thanks,” you said grateful for his assistance when he could have laughed at you, like those in the very room he was entering. Haknyeon looked at you softly smiling before he felt Younghoon’s glare and entered his office. “Was you eaves dropping?” He scolded you into the hallway which was silent. “No I was coming for my keys, there in the basket,” you said feeling yourself annoyed with his accusation. He looked at you with his remaining annoyance on his expression as he left to the room. You stood there in silence feeling your heart beat heavy listening to the jibes about your incident. Younghoon emerged minutes later with your keys as he walked you silently away from the room towards the lift. It made you feel unwanted and question everything that you had believe was between you both. Maybe you needed to unblur the lines between you.

It had become clear that he felt he needed space as you received a message stating that he was going away for a couple of days with the guys. The house was quiet without Younghoon and you couldn’t help but miss his company. Youngil and Yoona clearly felt the change in your emotions. Both them being attentive with you and helping you with chores. Which made it a little painful watching the bond that they both had established. Youngil had become Yoona’s defender and very like a big brother. Even getting up to make breakfast to let you have a lay in to help you out. As much as you needed to find away to unattach yourself and Yoona from the family settings here, you just couldn’t bring yourself to, where Youngil was concerned.

You was woken with loud clatter downstairs one evening. Dashing downstairs in your silk gown over your Pyjama dress, you found Younghoon and his friends piling the house. “Oh look it’s the paid wife,” his friend with the most beautiful sun kissed skin mocked. “Sunwoo cut that shit out,” Younghoon growled slightly slurring his words. “Sorry I thought it was intruders,” you said chewing your bottom lip. Younghoon eyes looked lost in lust as he watched you bite your lip away. “Don’t do that you won’t have any skin left,” he snapped making you jump. “Sorry,” you replied as you went to return to your room. But before you could you felt a hand take your wrist to face them. Younghoon looked lost in your eyes not caring that he was showing the passion in them. But despite his deceiving eyes you knew he felt nothing for you. “Can you get us some drinks,” he finally spilled when your eyes took to his friends all amused. Nodding silently you made your way to his office to collect several liqueurs bringing them to the feisty loud living room. Haknyeon’s eyes take yours as you smile his way. Returning to the kitchen you find yourself startled when you turn to face Haknyeon stood there. Stood against the kitchen island his eyes are intently watching you. “Are you really just the live in nanny?” He questions tilting his head. “I’m only intrigued I’m not here to judge,” he said showing his beautiful smile your way. “I’m just his live in Nanny that’s all,” you said as he hummed to himself and came round to your side. Leaning into the Cupboard to reach for some more glasses he looked at you confused. “You don’t get paid to do that so let me help,” he said placing the glasses on to the tray. Younghoon’s eyes widened watching you following empty handed behind Haknyeon. “Didn’t I ask you to do that?” He snapped your way. Instead of taking it your annoyance kicked in as your jaw tightened. “I thought she’s just a live in Nanny not your maid?” Haknyeon said before you could open your mouth. “Who asked you?” Younghoon growled as you saw Haknyeon’s jaw tense. “Maybe if you learnt how to treat women with respect then your wife wouldn’t have cheated on you,” he said squaring up to his friend. Younghoon laughed in a mocking Way before attempting to swing towards his younger. His friends getting around him to pull him away. “You never could handle your drink,” Haknyeon tutted. “I’m not the one hitting their friend you can remove your hand Hyunjae,” Haknyeon said snapping at his friend who stepped back with his hands up. “Sunwoo, Youngjae let him be, let him take a swipe at me,” he snapped at the two holding Younghoon back. “If they let me go I’m going to beat you,” Younghoon growls. “Woah, woah come on guys,” another friend said standing between them all. “You shouldn’t have brought up Jiyeon,” he said at Haknyeon before turning to face Younghoon. “And you shouldn’t be treating your Nanny as a maid, let alone being rude,” he said to Younghoon, who’s eyes fell to you with a little bit of shame in them. “Unless there’s something your holding back from us,” he said looking between you both. “Shut up Chanhee,” Younghoon grumbles as you feel tears ready to spill. “Hyunjae can you take Haknyeon home please,” Chanhee says to his elder who nods. Haknyeon looks at you with concern as you nod to reassure him before they silently leave. Not before the iciness in Younghoon eyes take his, Sunwoo and Youngjae struggling to hold him back. Once the door shuts behind him and the car drives away the younger two release there hands. Chanhee turns to you smiling warmly. “Y/N maybe this is something that you don’t have to be around for. Why don’t you get some sleep,” Chanhee says as you feel your tears escape. Nodding you take yourself silently to your room as you hear Chanhee continue to scold his elder.

You woke early the rest of the week making Younghoon and the children their breakfast. But returned to your room so that you didn’t have to sit in the same room then him. You couldn’t afford to have the angry words you wanted to spill when your daughter and you could face homelessness. You still made his lunch dropping it at the front desk on the way home from the school run. The children was fed before you tutored them. Younghoon’s dinner placed ready to be heated by himself once home. There was occasions when Younghoon would attempt to communicate with you once he got back. Finding you in either in Youngil’s room or Yoona’s, but you kept him at arms length.

Mr Kim @10.55am; Thank you for my lunch it looks very yummy. Can’t wait for lunch time.

Can I be cheeky and ask that you can purchase some snacks. I’m hoping to host a party this evening. I have some apologising to be making to Haknyeon.

You @11;32pm Send me what you require and I will collect.

Throwing the items into the trolley you made your way to the counter. However, three guys in a balaclava storm the shop. One points their gun at the shop keeper making demands. The other aiming his gun in your direction as the last one bordered the door, aiming his at anyone who attempted to enter the shop. “Stand over there,” the one watching over you snapped as you tilted your head unafraid. “Don’t think I won’t shoot you,” he growled as you felt anger tense through you. He could sense your defiance as his gun aimed for the shopping in your trolley. Shooting the bottle of whisky you was ordered to buy for Younghoon to apologise to Haknyeon. The glass exploded, shards going everywhere. One scratching your arms, thankfully just a skin wound, but the blood attempt to drip down your arms. “Next shot will be you,” he threatened aiming the gun too closely. Biting your lip to ground yourself you obeyed moving to the area he pointed to. As you walked you felt your phone vibrate. “What do you hope to achieve?” You said loudly on the hope he wouldn’t hear the phone buzzing in your back pocket. You was grateful for your dark thick clothing that meant he wouldn’t see it flash from behind you. His silence continued as you continue to talk above the vibration. Walking you to the side of the building he turned his gun on anyone who he found. Your group becoming six of you by the time you reached the small staff room. He walked around the room picking the shop phone and smashing it to the floor. His heavy boots slamming down to completely destroy it. Your heart was beating heavy, the first time feeling fear. Storming out he locked the door as you looked to your five companions all of you written with fear on your face.

Slouching down you felt your phone vibrate as you dashed to the call. Mr Kim written all over the screen. “Finally you picked up,” he moaned down the phone. “I don’t need the shopping in the end, they’ve cancelled,” he breathed down the phone heavily. You heard noise from outside the door so you didn’t want to risk answering. The woman beside you her eyes beaded in fear. “Y/N, please answer, tell me you heard that,” he grumbled down the phone. “Or have you brought it already?” He questioned. Suddenly the door sounded as if it was being unlocked so you threw the phone behind you. Closing your eyes when you realised you forgot to hang up. “Get fucking in there,” the man growled tossing a battered and bruised gentleman who looked like he attempted to fight back. His eyes roamed the room as you could hear Younghoon calling in the distance. Fear setting in that he would be heard, you decided to speak once more. “Surely theirs a better way then this?” You said shakily. “What have I said,” he growls aiming his gun back in your direction. “I really will shoot you next time,” he hisses before he storms out the room locking it. As the others dash to the newest member in the room you dash to your phone. “Younghoon,” you whimper. “What’s going on?” He says sounding panicked. “The shop, three gunman,” you throw out choking in fear, not knowing how long you could keep the line of communication open. “Are you hurt?” He says fearfully. “No but one of us is,” you whimper. “I’ll get help, hold tight, keep that mouth under control please I beg you,” he pleads down the phone as a tear escapes. Before you can respond the door is opened once more, the phone placed behind you once again. This time on purpose so he can hear everything. Another two members of staff are thrown in looking in a traumatised expression. The mans eyes take you with anger once more as if he’s expecting you to speak, but you remain tight lipped. “Good you lost your mouth,” he smirks before walking out and locking the door once more. “Be careful,” the man next to you said as you nod before grabbing the phone back. “How many are they of you?” He questions when your heavy breathing hits the phone. “9 one badly injured,” you said as you can hear him passing the information to someone. “I’m on my way, the police have been notified, keep your self quiet and we’re get you out as soon as we can,” he says in an attempt to calm you. “If I don’t,” , “don’t you dare say that we’re not even talking like that,” Younghoon cuts you off. The door opens quick as a flash taking you unguarded. You know his eyes saw you throw your phone behind you. “I knew you was up to no good,” he growled storming his way your direction. Tossing you aside he picked the phone up pressing it to his ear. “Y/N, what’s happening,” you hear even from where you landed. “She’s not available at the moment, maybe check in with the local mortuary,” he chuckles hanging up the phone. He looks at your locked screen which was a photo of Yoona. “Is this your girl?,” he asks as you can’t find the words to respond even if you wanted to. “Well looks like her mummy wants to play at being our main hostage,” he grins throwing the phone to the floor. His feet stamping on it making it crunch under his shoes. Grabbing you by the collar he drags you up, your body not relenting as it tightens around your throat. Dragging you he takes you outside throwing you into the shelf. You whimper as the impact crushes against your chest. “What’s up you lost your bravado mentality,” he mocks after locking the room.

Your eyes find the other two, bags of money, alcohol and fags in sight. “As this one’s called the cops she’s gladly offered to be today’s hostage,” he snarls throwing you into the other masked man. “How long did you call them?” He said rather calmly as his hands brushed down your jawline. “I was on the phone to my boyfriend not the police,” you said scared to mention your boss was the very Ceo of Bbang express. “But he was talking to the police?” He asked tilting his head. “I believe so,” you said honestly as he brushed your hair out your face. “How long ago?” He asked softly your way. “Just before he walked in,” you said as tears pricked your eyes. “It’s ok princess, you do as your told and we’re get you home to lover boy,” he said as you could see the flashing lights outside the building. “Now If you spoke to her nicely you might have prevented this,” he grumbled at the guy who had attacked you. “Right all you need to do is do as I tell you and keep your mouth shut,” he said pressing the gun to your temple as his arm swarm around your chest. “It’s ok princess I won’t use this, unless you give me good reason to,” he coo’d in your ear. Walking to the fresh air which felt refreshing, but the sight not so much. Armed police with their guns pressed in your direction. In the distance though your eyes found Younghoon. He looked in a way you never experienced, his face full of concern and worry. “Let the hostage go,” you heard echo around you. “I will once we’ve escaped,” he smirks walking towards the car that was still parked. The other two jumped in the vehicle with their haul, he stepped backwards with you into the car. Your eyes taking Younghoon before the man pulled you in. Throwing himself to the floor the gun was pressed into your back. “Drive,” he grumbled as the car began to show life. “Don’t you dare move, not yet?” He said with a slight harshness. Tears flowing down your eyes, you watched Younghoon fade in to the distance looking distressed as he got into his own car. As you sped away, you watched as the police followed the chase. “How many,” he snapped pressing the gun into your back. “Too many to count,” you whispered. “Fuck sake put your foot down,” he snapped. You watched slowly as the cars chasing dwindled down. The clever manoeuvres and the sun being chased down, too you soon found secluded empty roads ahead and nothing following. The gun was removed from your back as your eyes looked to your captor sitting up. “Drive over,” he snapped, as his hands cupped your face. “I promised you you would be safe if you helped,” he whispered. “Your letting me go?” You questioned as he chuckled. “Why do you fancy joining me,” he sniggered as you screwed your face his way. “My life’s not one for you,” he said as he leaned over opening the door for you to escape. “Go live for you and your daughter,” he said beneath the mask. Climbing out the car your eyes took the bigger man who hurt you. He grumbled something you couldn’t hear and before you knew it the car drove off, leaving you in the pitch dark not knowing where you was.

For the first time in ages you felt vulnerable, alone and cold. Your feet stumbled as the tears fell as you made your way to find any sign of life. Your ribs hurting like hell with each step. You had walked at least a couple of miles, before a car came your way. You waved wincing almost immediately from the sharp pain, sighing in relief when the car pulled up. However, you felt even more at peace when it was Younghoon’s face that took yours. “Y/N,” he choked as he took you into his arms. “You found me,” you whimpered as the tears flooded. “I told you I wouldn’t let you out my sight,” he said patting your hair as he kissed your Crown. “Are you hurt,” he said examining you but he struggled in the dark. He grabbed his torch light on his phone checking you out, his face looking in fear at the glass cut skin in your arms. “We need to get you checked out,” he said as you didn’t stop crying to respond. Placing his jacket over you he brings you to the car holding you tightly as it takes you to the hospital.

Thankfully nothing was broken just sore muscle damage. Your flesh wound didn’t even need stitches. However, Younghoon demanded you was house bound for almost a month. He took time off work to become the home maker himself. When you was fed up being cooped up you pleaded to be left to your own devices. However, Younghoon didn’t want to pull any more chances. From now on you was all to have bodyguards. You already knew Juyeon, his own security and driver. But you soon met Jacob who was entrusted with Yoona’s care. Kevin with Youngil as well as your own Sangyeon. Younghoon ordered that no one was allowed to leave without their security. You was told not to do the school runs letting Jacob and Kevin deal with them. You had even moaned what was the point in your own security if you wasn’t allowed to leave the house. Especially as he made demands for no shopping trips or lunch time delivery’s. It was like the incident made the house go in some sort of high protection. You had to laugh that you had survived the last month since the incident why the sudden need now. But then you knew the Robbers still hadn’t been caught. You knew enough from eavesdropping that Younghoon had employed a team to investigate themselves. Ji Changmin had questioned you just as much as the police had, if not more. Changmin wanted to know every aspect of your life. Which infuriated you as how was your past life relevant to an incident where you was simply just at the wrong place at the wrong time. You appreciated Younghoon’s concerns, it felt good to know he cared enough about your safety. He had cared for you so intently while you recovered, that those butterfly feelings returned, even more so then normal. The way his eyes looked at you from the other side of the room. His friends even visiting to check up on you, he stop denying you was more then just a live in nanny. They had sniggered even more worse but after a while they became supportive. Haknyeon blamed himself. If it wasn’t for the argument he felt that you wouldn’t have been there getting his make up spread. But you told him you knew Younghoon well enough that he enjoyed his boys moments and he would have found another excuse.

Though you felt as if you and Younghoon was nearing breaking the line between you both. He reminded you as always that it was just your own Delulu mind. You watched as he left for the glamorous event at a local charity ball. He had looked dashing before you left and your thighs instantly tightened, leaving you wanting to be by his side. Your heart fell when you watched on social media him walk in with a girl on his arms. Talks of his secret relationship hit everywhere on the feeds that you couldn’t help but let the tears fall. You had obviously taken his caring nature for something else. Yet he always made it obvious that you wasn’t someone he was into. Instead he had been hiding a relationship. Beneath the jealous sizzling in you, you felt angered slightly that you was no doubt At least friends and he kept that from you. You didn’t wait up for him as planned, instead taking yourself to bed to sob yourself to sleep.

Realising that you had to create some form of distance between you, you started that following morning. Using the breakfast table to test Youngil and Yoona for their upcoming exams. It was to remember you wasn’t a paid substitute partner but Youngil’s tutor. Instead of his lunch being hand made you ordered it in for him. When Younghoon wanted to take you out for a meal you arranged for Kevin to take Youngil. While you and Yoona stayed home in your room ordering take out as you watched a movie.

“What’s going on?” Younghoon quizzed grabbing your wrist the second the children was taken to school that morning. You hadn’t realised Younghoon was yet to leave for work. “I’m waving the children off,” you smiled as you went to walk off before his hands grabbed your wrist. “Why didn’t you and Yoona come yesterday?” He quizzed looking hurt. “I’m use to your paddy’s but that really hurt you not letting Yoona come,” he said looking pained. “Because I’m just your live in nanny and Yoona is just the Nanny’s daughter. We’re all forgetting our roles here, this isn’t mine and Yoona’s home, it’s our work related residency,” you said as his eyes blinked in shock. “I’m confused,” he said as you smiled at him. “Younghoon we’re temporary, one day Youngil won’t need a tutor or to be minded. He’s 12, He doesn’t really need minding now that’s what Kevins for. When that day comes it will be painful for Yoona, she needs to be reminded we’re not a family,” you explained as you brushed his hand off your wrist to walk to the stairs to your room. “Wait Y/N,” He called behind you as you turned to face him half way on the stairs. “Why do you suddenly think this is temporary? do you think little of me that when Youngil don’t need you, that I will just brush you aside? Are you that blind to not even realise I care for Yoona myself?” He says looking pained. “So what your going to keep her here till she’s old enough to leave?” You mock rolling your eyes. “Why not?” He scoffs looking serious. “Because your not her dad Younghoon, we already confuse those kids as it is,” you spluttered as he furrowed his eyes your way. “Ok I do, I confuse them because I keep confusing your friendship with something else,” you let slip as his face relaxed almost amused. “You have feelings?” He teased as you grumbled continuing to walk up the stairs to run to hide in your room from revealing further more. “Y/N stop walking away,” he groaned following. “Why so you can continue mocking me,” you said as you go to open your bedroom door, before Younghoon’s hand press to avoid that. “I’m not mocking you I’m sorry,” he said throwing his head into your view against the door. His bottom lip playfully pouting as he try’s to make you smile. “See I’m just trying to make you laugh that’s all.” He said sweetly. “But seriously do you really like me?” He asked holding your waist just a breath away. “Please,” you said trying to brush him aside to no avail. “Can we not talk about this it’s embarrassing as it is,” you said looking up at him with pleading eyes. “If it makes you feel better i like you too,” he said his hands tightening around your waist.

You went into shock as your mind attempted to take his words. “What,” you stuttered as he laughed spinning you so you was against your own bedroom door. His hands placed either side of you, his face brought closer. “I like you Y/N,” he said whispering into your ear. “That girl from the ball,” you whispered yourself, closing your eyes as you struggled under him. “Is that what this weeks been about, her?” he chuckles. “She’s nothing special, I can promise you, it’s not like I could have taken you even though I wanted to,” he said watching you as you felt irritation attack. “Why because your ashamed of me?” you gasped as he shook his head. “Because you don’t like the spotlight, your not ready for the publicity of being with someone like me. Having to deal with the likes of my mother, Youngil’s mum,” he added as you calmed. “When I finally get you to accept a relationship with me I want to be greedy, I want you to myself, all mine,” he smirks devilishly.

Before you can speak another word his lips fall to yours. It’s like he’s held back for so long as the kisses are deep and frenzied. His teeth occasionally nipping at your lips when they don’t keep up with his desperate needy flow. His hands you can hear are fighting the handle of your door and you know he’s about to devour you. You can feel your thighs dampen in excitement. As he opens the door he winks at you having let you come up for air. Pulling you into your room he drags you to the bed. Dropping to the floor he removes your lower clothing, humming at the view of your glistering pussy on show. Pulling you to sit on the bed he hears his phone ring in his back pocket. He doesn’t even look at the device turning it off without his eyes leaving yours. Lips falling to your heat he lets his tongue swipe up and down your folds. Swirling the tip around your nub he enjoys listening to you moan into the air. It’s like it encourages him more as his tongue finds its way to slide against your velvety walls. Bringing your pelvis towards his tongue fucking you, become a messy feast for the both of you. While you feel like your slowly unwinding to your upcoming explosion. You know that your juices are flowing down his chin as he enjoys his meal. Thighs trembling you feel almost ready to jump off your high with him but he stops earning a grumble from your lips. “Don’t be so greedy my baby,” he teases wiping your juices from his chin. “I want you to be greedy with me at the same time,” he says standing to remove his clothes. Seeing him standing there naked almost knocks you into a different world. One where your mind is no longly functioning. From his chuckle your sure your dribbling in his view. Hovering over you his fingers attack your t-shirt till they remove your bra. His lips impatiently suckling over your nipple. It’s like the taste of your skin is his favourite as he enjoys licking, sucking along both your breasts. Your sure that he’s no doubt marked you as he struggles under his pleasure. Lips soon start to chase to your neck. This time there’s no mistake his suckling on purpose as he marks your skin. “Mine,” he whispers into your ear as your hand finds to his waist. Lining himself at your entrance he slowly presses into your core. His eyes not leaving you as he watches you fall apart underneath. Stilling as he bottoms out in you, your walls respond tightening around him. “Oh baby that feels so good,” he whispers with shakily breath. Lips crashing with yours, his needy inpatient kisses return, this time with a rhythm of his cock deep in you at the same time. Nails raking along his back encourages him to speed his pace as your moans are more whimpers and cry’s. Lifting your legs over his shoulder to reach a more deeper position the coil beneath you begin To evolve once more. Your own pelvis attempting to move against his own, but his hand weighs you down further restricting you. You suckled down his chuckles mixed with his own moans. Hands cupping your face gently doesn’t match the speed and harshness of his shaft hitting you so perfectly, your thighs shake as your orgasm nears. His lips leave yours as his own tethers, your name spills like a mantra. The words hitting the air is enough to send you crazy as you fall off your own. Your wall crushing around his cock that his grunts become deeper as he fills you with ropey cum. He continues as he slowly thrusts his last couple of movements against you.

Lips returning to yours he lets your legs drop. His kisses much more romantic as his hands brush down your face. “Are you really mine?” you ask between his kisses that makes him stop to look at you. “Do I really look like a man who spins words just to get them in to bed?” He questions as you smile shaking your head. “Y/N I meant what I said. Your mine, I just want to keep it private before the world, my world scares you away,” he said looking at you seriously. “I once thought i had lost you and I’m never going back there,” he said brushing his hands along your breasts watching them harden. “That wasn’t because I was connected to you,” you said trying to comfort him. “Maybe then yes, but anyone connected to me because my money, my status they could be hurt,” he said biting his lip. “I won’t ever risk losing you. It’s why I paid for that girl to be my plus one, the eyes are on her while I enjoy my time with you,” he said pressing kisses to your breasts that had your nipples erect. “You paid for a girlfriend?” you scoffed as he chuckled. “No I paid an actress to act like she was my date, so I could keep my new family safe,” he said looking at you totally in love. “New family?” You question as he smiles. “Yes you, Youngil and Yoona, my family,” he said as his lips fell to yours.

Getting lost in your moment you didn’t register the raised voices coming up the stairs. But the way Younghoon’s lips was engaged with yours he didn’t neither. Not till the door blasted open.

At the bottom of your bed was a woman looking at you both furious. Her eyes meeting Younghoon’s, guilt written all over them. “What the hell,” you hit out pulling the bed sheets to cover you. “What the hell? Is that all you can say when your in bed with my husband,” she screams angrily in to the room. Behind her seconds later walks in Youngil, his face in horror at finding you in bed with his father.

In that second you wanted the floor to eat you whole.

To be continued ……

Masterlist

#kpop smut #kpopidol #fiction #the boyz smut #kim younghoon smut #ji changmin #moon kevin #kim younghoon #choi chanhee #lee hyunjae #lee sangyeon #ju haknyeon #Kim Sunwoo #son Youngjae #jacob bae

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seokgyuu · 5 months

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MENU - TODAY'S SPECIAL

Lee Sangyeon...........................................................………. $27 With his origins in the Korea of 1996, Lee Sangyeon is a real classic best enjoyed with a glass of sweet Chardonnay. His strong taste can be overwhelming but you will soon learn to appreciate it.

Jacob Bae........................................................................... $26 Canadian supreme, the sweet taste of this special will melt right on your tongue and longing for more. With it's hints of maple and strawberry it fits perfectly with freshly brewed coffee.

currently in the works: lord, have mercy! ✧ being a priest's son, jacob is anything but experienced when it comes to intimacy. when you meet him at a wedding, you make it your goal to change that. ✧ jacob x gn!reader / strangers to fwb to lovers, religious guilt, smut. (18+)

Kim Younghoon.....................................................………. $26 A hearty meal originating in the Seoul of 1997, Kim Younghoon is perfect for a filling lunch or dinner. Some people even swear by him as a splendid experience for breakfast. Served with a sunny side up and an iced americano this might even be true.

Lee Jaehyun.........................................................………….. $26 Easy to enjoy, Lee Jaehyun (also known as Hyunjae) comes with many health benefits. He is rich in vitamins and sweet at the same time. Enjoy it with a soft drink of your choice on a hot summer day for full effect.

Lee Juyeon..........................................................…………... $25 A spicy dish that could easily burn you if you don't watch out. Best served with a glass of milk or yakult.

Kevin Moon...........................................................………….. $25 Recently revamped, this small meal has become a bigger one. We added a new side dish of honey glazed cottage cheese, this in 1998 first served dish is something to enjoy with a glass of our best Merlot.

Choi Chanhee.........................................................………... $25 The sweetest treat on this menu! With style and an artistic twist, this sweet treat will make you crave for more. Pair it with our signature hot chocolate for the full experience!

Ji Changmin............................................................……….. $25 What might look like straight out of a horror movie is actually just our very own Ji Changmin dish containing a very medium rare steak and beetroot drenched fries. It tastes especially good with a glass of our Malbec.

Ju Haknyeon..........................................................………... $24 With his exceptional taste, Ju Haknyeon has everyone who tastes him asking for more. As one of our most beloved dishes, the slightly sour but addictive taste of lemon mixed with the sweetness of plum, it has revolutionized our menu.

Kim Sunwoo............................................................……….. $23 Kim Sunwoo is famous for luring our fine dining guests into his colourful and appealing appearance. Filled with fruits, our Kim Sunwoo is one of the sweetest treats on the menu, but if you feel up for it you could also try his spicy version spiked with ginger.

Sohn Youngjae........................................................……..... $23 A wild mix of vegetables and beef, Sohn Youngjae has an exquisit taste that is almost for everyone. The rich spices of Korea mixed with the welcome and basic American style kitchen make this dish well rounded.

#tbz #masterlist

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hanniluvi · 1 year

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500 FOLLOWERS EVENT MLIST . . (CLOSED)

ENHYPEN 💭

YANG JUNGWON . .

ice dream date

— prompts : list 1 - prompt 25 “feeding each other their foods” + list 3 - prompts 4 n 37 “brushing a strand behind their ear” + “listening attentively”

his vlive

— prompt : list 1 - prompt 14 “always talking about their s/o in front of others”

under your care

— prompts : list 3 - prompts 20 39 n 46 “playing with their hair right before falling asleep” “featherlight kisses over their entire face” n “taking care of them when it’s hard for them to do it themself”

mines

— prompts : list 1 - prompt 14 n 15 “always talking about their s/o in front of others” n “watching their oblivious s/o lovingly”

LEE HEESEUNG . .

none yet . .

PARK JONGSEONG . .

taking care of you

— prompt : list 3 - prompt 46 "taking care of them when it's hard for them to do it themself"

lost in his eyes

— prompt : an eye staring contest, but you win due to the fact you got lost into his eyes.

dance practice

— prompts : list 1 - prompt 13 n 15 “feeling more at ease when the other is by their side” n “watching their oblivious s/o lovingly”

SIM JAEYUN . .

none yet . .

PARK SUNGHOON . .

none yet . .

KIM SEONWOO. .

none yet . .

NISHIMURA RIKI . .

none yet . .

THE BOYZ 💭

LEE JUYEON . .

one peck, two pecks

— prompt : list 1 - prompt 8 “kisses on the cheek when they leave the room”

SOHN YOUNGJAE . .

good morning kisses

— prompt : list 3 - prompt 14 “good morning kiss when they’re still half-asleep”

CHOI CHANHEE . .

dont want to let you go

— prompts : list 3 - prompts 38 n 41 "cupping their cheeks with both hands" + "not letting them go when hugging"

TOMORROW X TOGETHER 💭

CHOI YEONJUN . .

none yet . .

CHOI SOOBIN . .

none yet . .

CHOI BEOMGYU . .

none yet . .

KANG TAEHYUN . .

none yet . .

HUENING KAI . .

his safe place

— prompt : list 1 - prompt 1 “constant physical touch to feel safe”

before requesting … rules !

ENJOY REQUESTING 🤍 !

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winter-dayz · 6 months

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Consequences of a Spellbook

Pairing: Choi Youngjae x Reader Magic AU; Witchcraft AU Genre: Angst Words: 1254

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist: @soobin-chois

“What do you mean no?” He gaped, disappointed and a little surprised at her outright refusal. “You won’t teach me? Why not?” He pouted at the stranger before him.

“I’m not a teacher, that’s why.” She said, baffled at his exasperation. She had never met someone so interested in magic before, but she simply was not prepared or qualified to teach someone else the ways of magic. Especially not someone with absolutely no prior knowledge—which he very obviously did not have.

“But… I returned your spellbook to you, so technically you owe me one right? And I think the fact that I was able to find you at all shows that I am very determined. I mean, rifling through your spells for any obvious signs of the owner of the book was quite challenging, but I did it.” He rambled, hoping that in his rapid pleading she would give in.

“Wait– You read my spells?” She asked with a tilt of her head and eyes narrowed at the still-nameless boy outside her door.

“Um…Yes? Should I not have? I didn’t know they were private, and I figured the book was rather important.”

“That’s–” She shook her head, surprised, “No, I meant you were able to read them?” She blinked several times, and he suddenly realized that it wasn’t that he was not allowed to read them but that he likely shouldn’t have been able to at all. He only nodded slowly in response. She blew out a heavy breath and then stepped aside. “Alright, come in then.”

🎃

“When are you going to teach me how to actually cast spells?” He asked. Youngjae was a pretty decent student. He was quiet, incredibly interested, and attentive, and he actually asked questions if he needed to. But at that moment, Y/N wished he didn’t question at all.

“When you understand the importance and the history of it. If you don’t like my methods then you can find someone else.” She responded, though without any heat. She knew he wouldn’t; she simply wanted him to be patient. “You have to understand that magic isn’t all good and fun… It can be incredibly finicky or specific, and it always has consequences.”

“I was just curious… I was worried you were trying to wait me out until I eventually just left.” He shrugged, doodling in his own journal. Y/N had not advised him to buy a journal or anything, that was all him and his excitement. She was rather impressed at his diligence as a student.

“We’ll get there soon, don’t worry.” He tilted his head with an excited, but close-lipped, smile. She often likened him to a puppy, and mannerisms like that only furthered that belief.

🎃

Youngjae's eagerness didn't wane. He continued to absorb every piece of magical knowledge Y/N provided, but a subtle tension lingered in the air. While appreciating Youngjae's dedication, she was concerned that he didn’t really believe what she had warned him about.

One evening, as they delved into the intricacies of potion-making, Youngjae hesitated before asking, "Is there something you're not telling me?"

“What do you mean? What’s going on?” She eyed him and turned her attention away from the spellbook to inspect his features.

“I… I can’t seem to sleep at night. My head is constantly filled with voices, but I can hardly ever tell what they’re saying or who they are. I thought I’d been cursed, but none of the curses you taught me matched what’s going on.” His eyes met hers, and she could see the toll it was taking on him. His eyes were tired; his skin paler than normal.

“Magic is a powerful force, and with power comes responsibility. There are aspects of it that are not meant to be taken lightly. It's not all just about casting spells and creating wonders. I told you that it has consequences.” She stated, though she did feel bad for the man across from her. He didn’t deserve what he was going through, but if he could persevere then he’d be a stronger witch… a stronger person, for it.

Youngjae sensed her reluctance but pressed on, "You said that before, but what does that mean?"

Y/N's glanced away before meeting his eyes again carefully, a mixture of sadness and apprehension in them. "Every spell, every incantation, leaves an imprint. The more you delve into magic, the more it becomes a part of you, and you become a part of it. It's not always a benevolent force."

As the days passed, Youngjae's enthusiasm met with the harsh reality—unexpected side effects, uncontrolled reactions, and an unsettling connection to the mystical energies he sought to master.

One fateful night, after a particularly intense magical session, Youngjae found himself unable to sleep. His mind was filled with visions and echoes of the arcane. He sought solace in his journal, scribbling down his fears and uncertainties. The pages quickly filled with bold, dark, basically incoherent scribbles.

🎃

As Youngjae's nights became more restless, his condition worsened. The voices in his head grew louder, the arcane echoes more chaotic, and his once bright eyes now held a haunted look. Y/N, tormented by guilt, intensified her efforts to find a solution.

Youngjae collapsed in exhaustion one night in the middle of reading an old text, trying to find information on how to lessen the symptoms of his condition. She watched helplessly as he clutched his head, sweat glistening on his pale, clammy skin. The once-promising student now seemed like a mere shell of himself.

"I can't take it anymore," Youngjae whispered, his voice a fragile echo. "I just wanted to learn magic, to be like you. I never signed up for this."

"I never wanted this for you, Youngjae. I thought I could guide you, but I didn't anticipate the extent of the consequences. I should have anticipated this and tried to find you a better teacher when you first asked me to teach you." She watched him with tears in her eyes.

"Is there no way to fix this? Can't you do something? Anything?"

"I don't know. Magic is unpredictable, and the effects are not always reversible. I should have been more cautious, more aware of the risks. I– I’m so sorry, Youngjae." She sighed and brought over a cold towel to try and soothe his less supernatural symptoms at least.

As the days wore on, Youngjae's condition only increased. She blamed herself for being the catalyst for his suffering. As he lay on her couch in anguish, trying to will the voices away, he spoke up with a choked, pained voice.

“I can’t go on like this. I’ll do anything, but this has to stop… I can’t live like this anymore, Y/N.”

With a heavy heart, she nodded in understanding and guided him through a ritual meant to sever his connection to the magical realm that tormented him.

As the ritual concluded, Youngjae collapsed, his breaths ragged. The voices were gone, but so was the spark of curiosity that once filled his eyes. He looked at Y/N, a shadow of his former self. He was on the cusp of passing out when he spoke up again, voice dim and low.

“Will I remember any of this? Will I remember you when I wake up?”

"I'm sorry," Y/N whispered, her voice choked around a sob as she considered what the sever meant for his memory.

Youngjae managed a watery smile, "It's not your fault. I wanted this, remember?"

#got7 #choi youngjae #reader #choi youngjae x reader #got7 x reader #angst #magic au #witchcraft au #oneshot #fictober

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kkinou · 7 months

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🏆 the boyz x formula one series 🏆

soooo… my first series!! as someone who’s kinda been obsessed with formula one the last while, i’ve decided to mix both the boyz and formula one together! each member will have a different story to do with f1, some smaller than others!

!!note!!: there are 10 different teams in f1, each having two main drivers, which means i can’t include every team. i’ve picked 6 different teams that the members will drive for (one team will have only show the one driver because there’s 11 members in the boyz) and the other teams might be mentioned but won’t be wrote about (THIS IS CONFUSING IM SORRY). just because some teams aren’t mentioned doesn’t at all mean i don’t like those teams, i just can’t fit them all in! thank you, and enjoy!! (i also will add to this and edit it as i am somebody who changes my mind a lot!) Trigger warnings to be added but will be added as stories come out, along with word counts for each!

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team 1: 🧡mclaren🧡

driver one: lee hyunjae - on the podium

driver two: sohn youngjae -

team 2: ❤️ferrari❤️

driver one: lee juyeon - no room for mistakes

driver two: jacob bae -

team 3: 🖤red bull🖤

driver one: lee sangyeon - more than just friends

driver two: ji changmin -

team 4: 💚mercedes💚

driver one: choi chanhee -

driver two: kim younghoon -

team 5: 💙alpine💙

driver one: ju haknyeon -

driver two: kim sunwoo - just for show

team 6: 🩶aston martin🩶

driver one: kevin moon -

(he has a no name teammate)

here we go! i have some ideas for some while i’m still thinking about others, while hyunjae’s is almost finished, so look forward to them!! thank you!!🫶

#the boyz #formula 1 #juyeon #hyunjae #chanhee #sunwoo #sangyeon #eric #kevin #ju haknyeon #jacob #changmin #younghoon

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hwa-ae · 11 days

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╰┈➤ Tws Hyung line

↳ Fluff ☁️

: ̗̀⇢ ˗ˏˋ what did you save my number as? ࿐ྂ sfw!

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sweetestofchaos · 1 year

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My All ║ C.YJ

Said you'd never let a fuck Nigga hit it Then you went and gave a fuck Nigga children Die for you I'd give my heart and both my kidneys Lie for you and do the time

➻ Pairing: Radio Host!Youngjae x Pregnant!Reader

➻ Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Dad AU, Friends to Lovers

➻ Rating: Teen

➻ Summary: Choi Youngjae has loved you since sixteen. You see him as your best friend and nothing more. As adults he watched you get into stupid relationships with men who didn’t deserve you and it killed him a little every time. When one bad judgement call threatens everything you know, Youngjae comes up with a plan to fix it all. Tell everyone Youngjae is the father of your baby. Lie to everyone and become the happy family that you both want. Simple, right? What could possibly go wrong?

➻ Warnings/themes: Feelings...lots of feelings, Crying, Suggestive Moments, Angst, Fluff, Kissing, Baby Talk, Mentions of Cheating, Lying, Comedy, Mentions of Birth. More Warnings In Each Chapter.

➻ Song Inspo: Scorpio Moon ~ Phabo

➻ Resources: 1, 2, 3

Coming Soon...

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five

#soc youngjae #choi youngjae #got7 youngjae #daddy youngjae #got7 dad au #got7 ambw #got7 fluff #got7 angst #my all #exqueuese me #fake fic summary

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bambikisss · 2 years

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XOX, Cupid { PART 2 }

JACKSON WANG X PERFORMER!READER

-> In which you and Jackson decide to show expose your relationship during a duet performance in head in the clouds with Jackson.

A/N: This is a two-part imagine, your stage name is Cupid. Smut is in part one.

Read part one here

PART TWO - DAY OF HEAD IN THE CLOUDS

"We have a major problem!"

You turned around with your dancer, anxiety shooting through your body as your manager rushed over to you, Jackson following.

"Your duet partner that was supposed to sing with you during the third and final set isn't coming."

You gripped your mic pack as hard as you could, asking what your manager meant as if he was playing a sick prank on you. "He caught covid and even though his test came back negative this morning, he isn't coming as he's worried about catching it again." While you understood that it was a good idea, you felt your anxiety spike as you now had no one to perform the song with. You didn't have much time to dwell on it, though, as you were announced to be performing next.

You held your dancers' hands as they lead you to the stairs, helping you onto the stage. You were behind a curtain so fans couldn't see you, and you were glad. You carefully fixed the dress, making short your safety shorts were good before you turned to face the sound crew, Jackson standing by them with a smile on his face. He had just finished performing before it was your turn, shown by him still breathing heavily and still wearing his stage clothes.

He gave you a thumbs up, giving you some much need confidence. Another thing you loved about him; he always seemed to make your life better with a small gesture. As much as you loved the larger ones, the smaller ones always warmed your heart.

You gave the stage crew a thumbs up as you turned to face your dancers, smiling as the curtain dropped to show you, the crowd's cheers becoming deafening as they cheered for you. You turned to face them, shooting them a wink before holding your soft pink mic to your lips, introducing yourself. "Hello Head in the Clouds, it's Cupid!" The crowd cheered as your song began playing, smiling through your first set, which didn't have much choreography, letting you interact with your fans as you sang. You felt surges of energy from the crowd, forgetting all about the problem you had to face later.

That was the thing you loved the most about performing: the fans.

Once you finished the last song in your 4 songs first set, you rushed to do your costume change into this. You didn't have long as your dancers had a dance break to keep the crowd going, but it was only half of one song. Right as you put your glasses on, Jackson was trying to wave you to come closer. You couldn't hear what he was yelling from behind the large curtain, but you knew that fans could see if you ran off the stage from the sides. He ended up telling a dancer that was coming to hand you water, the dancer coming to tell you. "He wants to know what the duet song list is" You were confused as you told her, quickly drinking your water before getting in position to begin the second set.

You were more focused on performing in this set than trying to figure out why Jackson asked that question, as this set had choreography to go with it, not that he cared. He knew how long you waited for the moment. He, however, wasn't going to leave you scrambling and a mess in the last set of your return.

You finished your second set, walking back to the main stage where the staff had wheeled out lots of props for your last set, including a photo booth with a heart on the top, a heart doorway with a pink curtain on it (that was large), among other heart/love themed items and props. You rushed behind the curtains as your pre-recorded voice spoke over the speaker as you read a love poem, giving you some time to change into the third set outfit. You began to panic when you couldn't find the wings that you had picked out for the set, nor the bow set you had.

"Looking for these?" You turned to face Jackson, who was hiding in the photo booth holding your wings and bow with a smirk. You would usually find it cute what he was doing, but not when it was during a performance. You asked what he thought he was doing as you took the items from him, putting the wings on as Jackson held up his mic. "I'm going to sing with you." You looked at him like he was crazy, asking what he was thinking. "You need a duet partner and here I am. I'll make sure we get no gossip from this performance, I swear." He held up his hands. You realized that you, indeed didn't have a duet partner for the set and Jackson was the only option you had, plus the poem was almost over.

You nodded, Jackson smiling as he quickly kissed your cheek as he returned to the photo booth, letting you walk out from the curtain as you sang. "Baby take my hand, I want you to be my husband. Cause you're my iron man and I love you 3000"

You sang as you walked around the stage, singing as you interacted with fans, your voice faltering as you laughed with one fan's sign. You smiled walking back to the photo booth, leaning against it as you moved the curtain, letting Jackson know he could come out. As if the crowd could get any louder, they started screaming when Jackson came out, singing as he handed you a pink rose he had gotten for you. You both walked around the main stage, singing and playing around, feeling comfortable around one another as you sang. At one point, he had reached for your hand to walk with you down the stage but he moved it away, making your heartbreak. You eyed him, holding your hand out as you sang, your boyfriend looking surprised before he covered it with a smile, his hand holding yours as he led you down the stage.

You both were always weary about people finding out about you both dating as you knew that it would be a topic and some fans would come to harass either you or Jackson, which you didn't want. You also knew it would affect Got7, even though the boys had said multiple times that they didn't care. You had kept your relationship in the dark for so long even though you told fans to be proud of who they loved and to show them off to the world. In some ways, you felt like a hypocrite.

A phony.

You snapped back to reality when Mind Games started to play, your hand still with Jacksons as you sang, tightening as you made a decision in your mind. You had fought yourself over the idea of talking about your relationship for so long that it felt like a crime but you didn't care anymore. You knew both of your press teams would but they could be dealt with tomorrow as tonight was about you and him.

You turned to face him, Jackson singing along as you two kept your eyes on one another, the crowd fading as you two sang. As if you two had telepathy, Jackson nodded, his hand moving to your lower back as he led you up the stage again, you both standing in front of the large heart frame curtain, singing the last notes of the song. The fans cheered as you two smiled at one another, Jackson turning to face the crowd once more as if to give you a way out if you changed your mind. When you squeezed his hand once more, he turned to you again, a smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you so you were chest to chest before he leaned down to kiss you, the crowd screaming as you both kissed one another. You smirked against his lips, pulling back as he did the small, leading you to go through the curtain, leaving the fans screaming. He led you through backstage, his hand confidently holding yours as you both smiled.

"You know when the fans in Korea how about this it's going to be chaos, right?" You reminded him, your boyfriend nodding as you took out your phone, checking Instagram as you were getting millions of notifications at once. All you did was post a photo of you and Jackson, with the caption "XOX, Cupid." Then tossed your phone into your bag as your boyfriend laughed. "Bad girl." He chuckled into your ear, a smile on both of your faces as he led you to his dressing room, his eyes trained on your ass while his mind was filled with you.

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oraclekleo · 2 years

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We are in the state when I have way too many requests in my inbox and need to be inspired to pull through with them. 😂

I'll give you a list of single kpop readings (couple readings are not included) and you can feel free to spam me with inspirational pictures of idols you want me to process. Should work, right? 😁

Cha Eunwoo (ASTRO) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Hongjoong (Ateez) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

San (Ateez) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Mingi (Ateez) Relationship Role (WIP)

Jennie (BLACKPINK) Relationship Role (WIP)

Hyunsik (BtoB) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

RM (BTS) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Wonjin (CRAViTY) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Rano (E’LAST) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Rano (E’LAST) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Choi In (E’LAST) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Seungyeop (E’LAST) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Romin (E’LAST) - Shadow of the Moon ✅

Romin (E’LAST) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Won Hyuk (E’LAST) Relationship Role (WIP)

Won Hyuk (E’LAST) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Won Hyuk (E’LAST) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Wonjun (E’LAST) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Yejun (E’LAST) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Jake (Enhypen) - Love is a Battlefield (WIP)

Sunghoon (Enhypen) Love is a Battlefield ✅

Sunghoon (Enhypen) Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Baekhyun (EXO) Love is a Battlefield (WIP)

Baekhyun (EXO) Idols After Dark (WIP)

Kai (EXO) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Mark (GOT7) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Youngjae (GOT7) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Yugyeom (GOT7) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Chaewon (LE SSERAFIM) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Minhyuk (MONSTA X) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Kihyun (MONSTA X) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Kihyun (MONSTA X) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Hyungwon (MONSTA X) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Joohoney (MONSTA X) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Jeno (NCT) Idols After Dark (WIP)

Jaehyun (NCT) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Jungwoo (NCT) Relationship Role (WIP)

Jungwoo (NCT) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Mark (NCT) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Haechan (NCT) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Jaemin (NCT) Ideal Partner (WIP)

RAVN (ONEUS) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Seoho (ONEUS) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Seoho (ONEUS) Idols After Dark (WIP)

Junji (OnlyOneOf) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Love (former OnlyOneOf) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Keeho (P1Harmony) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Theo (P1Harmony) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Jiung (P1Harmony) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

S.Coups (Seventeen) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Jeonghan (Seventeen) Idols After Dark (WIP)

Joshua (Seventeen) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Hoshi (Seventeen) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Mingyu (Seventeen) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Dino (Seventeen) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Minho (SHINee) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Lee Dong Wook (Actor) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Lee Dong Wook (Actor) - Love is a Battlefield ✅

Lee Dong Wook (Actor) Idols After Dark (WIP)

Lee Jae Wook (Actor) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Woodz (Soloist) Kinky* Reading (WIP)

Woodz (Soloist) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Woodz (Soloist) Relationship Role (WIP)

Jay Park (Soloist) Relationship Role (WIP)

Lee Soo Hyuk (Actor) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Lee Soo Hyuk (Actor) - Love is a Battlefield (WIP)

Lee Soo Hyuk (Actor) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Kentaro Sakaguchi (Japanese Actor) Relationship Role (WIP)

Luo Yunxi (Actor) Relationship Role (WIP)

Luo Yunxi (Actor) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Gong Yoo (Actor) Relationship Role (WIP)

Lee Min Ho (Actor) Relationship Role (WIP)

Bang Chan (Stray Kids) Relationship Role (WIP)

Bang Chan (Stray Kids) Idols After Dark (WIP)

Woosung (The Rose) - Love is a Battlefield ✅

Woosung (The Rose) - Shadow of the Moon (WIP)

Sana (TWICE) Kinky* Reading ✅

Soobin (TXT) Relationship Role (WIP)

Beomgyu (TXT) Relationship Role (WIP)

Beomgyu (TXT) Ideal Partner (WIP)

Taehyun (TXT) Relationship Role (WIP)

Huening Kai (TXT) Relationship Role (WIP)

N (VIXX) Kinky Reading (WIP)

Ken (VIXX) Kinky Reading (WIP)

Ravi (VIXX) Kinky Reading (WIP)

Yes, you see the number right, it's not an illusion. I have this many requests, only the single kpop ones. There are also couple readings and personal readings.

#oracle kleo #works in progress #inspire me

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flurrys-creativity · 2 years

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Truth or Kiss

Pairing: Choi Youngjae (GOT7) x GN!Reader; Genre: Fluff, Friends to lovers, Romance; Rating: sfw, pg-13; Warnings: lots of awkwardness, playing Truth or Dare, Youngjae grabbing the chin of the reader, a peck on the cheek, a kiss and language; Wordcount: 1.717

Summary: Joining truth or dare at a party you hadn’t expected to be left alone with your crush after only a few rounds in. Though maybe this was your chance to get to know him better and maybe even ask about his crush.

A/N: This is loosely based on an asmr youtube video again.. like I listened to it while trying to sleep and I just thought yeah.. that’s a sweet idea

You awkwardly shifted in your seat, looking everywhere but the one person left inside the room with you.

At first you hadn’t thought much about it when your friends dragged you to one room and said they wanted to play some games with a few people, which they did in the beginning. But shortly after all of you started to play the game Truth or Dare, they left one after another. All of them with some lame excuse you noticed after Bambam said he would go and get some more beers despite Yugyeom having said the exact same excuse five minutes before him.

Now the living room was basically empty and none of your friends returned from their quests of getting stuff. So you sat awkwardly opposite of your long time crush Choi Youngjae.

He sat on the couch and tapped a few messages on his phone, apparently not bothered by the missing friend group at all.

You jumped slightly in your seat when he put the phone away and looked back up at you with a bright smile. “Sorry, had to answer those. So? Whose turn is it?” He looked around and immediately looked back at you. “Where’s everyone?”

A nervous chuckle left your lips and you once again looked everywhere but him. “Bambam left to get some beers after Yugyeom said he would get some while Mark said he had to make a phone call and Jackson wanted to get some snacks together with Jinyoung. Also I’m pretty sure Jaebeom just went to bed already.”

Youngjae snorted at that comment, agreeing with you in an instant. “Well, since they’re going to come back we can continue playing the game, right?”

For a split second you stared at him with wide eyes before avoiding eye contact again. “Us two?” You asked, swallowing nervously before continuing, “only us? Is that even possible?”

“It’s going to be fine. I’m sure of it. So, do you wanna start?” He scooted to the edge of the couch, leaning forward in hopes to capture your gaze. “Or we could play rock, paper, scissors to determine who starts.”

You quickly nodded and held your hand out, waiting for him to count down.

“Rock, paper, scissors, go!”

A small smile appeared on your lips, seeing that you won the round. You shortly glanced at Youngjae, who cutely cursed under his breath for losing. “Are you upset?”

“What?” Youngjae looked back up at you, laughing shortly once he realised why you asked. “No, no! I’m totally fine with losing. Happens to the best of us. So, I’m going to start?” He looked at you, waiting for you to nod. “I choose - wait, you do know the rules of Truth and Dare, right?”

You snorted and quickly covered your mouth behind your hand. “We played the game already before everybody left.”

“Oh, right.” Youngjae rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. “Well, then I choose Truth.”

You hummed softly, looking around the apartment and trying to come up with a question for him to answer. Of course you had some questions you truly wanted to know the answers for but you weren’t sure whether you should ask them already. Therefore you settled with something simple. “Do or did you enjoy this get together?”

“I do enjoy them! It’s nice to spend some time with people I like.” This time Youngjae avoided eye contact as he said the last part of his answer. “Okay, your turn! What do you choose? Truth or Dare?”

“Truth!”

Youngjae laughed softly upon hearing your quick answer. “Alright. Do you like someone? As in someone like a crush?”

You felt the heat rising into your cheeks. You stared at your hands in your lap, twisting and turning your fingers nervously. “I- I do.”

Youngjae hummed. “My turn again. I choose Truth. Again.”

“Do - do you have a crush on someone you talked to in the last 24 hours?” You rushed through the question and nearly worried you spoke too fast but Youngjae tapped his chin in thought while a smile spread over his face.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Really? Who is it?”

He laughed loudly and shook his head. “Ah, ah, ah. You only get to ask one question per round! You could ask that question in the next round.” Youngjae looked at you with a teasing glint in his eyes, making you awkwardly shuffle on your seat again. “Your turn. Truth or Dare?”

“I don’t want to play this game anymore”, you mumbled, feeling bummed out at the slight scolding from him.

“Oh, come on. I won’t force you if you really don’t want to play anymore but it was fun up until now, wasn’t it?”

You sighed but nodded nonetheless. “Fine. I choose Dare.” There was no way for you to choose Truth again, fearing Youngjae would ask more about your crush.

“Interesting.” He grinned mischievously. “Then I dare you to sit right next to me on the couch.” With that Youngjae patted the empty spot right next to him, waiting for you until you shuffled over to him.

You could swear your face burnt hotter than the sun from sitting so close to him, just like your heart raced as if you had been running a marathon just now. “It’s your turn”, you whispered, staring at your hands, “Truth or Dare?”

“Truth yet again.”

“Is this person you like in this apartment?”

“Like right now?” Youngjae turned slightly to face you, grinning upon seeing your flustered state. “Yeah, they are.”

You nodded slowly, quickly telling Youngjae that you chose Dare again. You waited with baited breath to hear his new dare, feeling almost nervous about what else he could say.

“I dare you to look at me the whole time for the rest of this game.”

Your head snapped up quicker than a lightning bolt and you stared at Youngjae with wide eyes. Your heart missed a beat when your eyes locked and you saw the triumphant grin on his lips.

“I choose Truth by the way.”

You nodded dumbfounded, needing a moment longer to register his words. Your eyes automatically drifted away from his form while you thought of a question. Your breath hitched, when Youngjae gently grabbed your chin and turned your head back to him, making you focus on him again.

“We don’t want to give you a penalty, do we now?” He chuckled and let go of your chin, dropping his hand down on your lower arm where his thumb started drawing circles on your skin.

“Did you speak with your crush in the last three hours?”

Youngjae nodded. “I did.”

You followed his head movement, nodding along his statement. Now you could narrow the people down on your friend group that had played games with you two before they left. Surely, you could simply ask him to spill the name of his crush but somehow you were too nervous to ask him directly and you didn’t want the game to end so soon. “I choose Dare.”

Youngjae tapped his chin and looked around, glancing at some of his friends standing in the kitchen and drinking beers there. “I dare you to give someone within this apartment a peck on the cheek.”

“So you want me to peck your cheek?”

“I didn’t say you had to choose me. You could choose anybody within this apartment. Maybe even one of the cats upstairs.”

“How am I supposed to do that when I have to look at you throughout the rest of the game?” You scoffed and crossed your arms in front of your chest. “I can’t even see if some of our friends are about to return or not.”

Youngjae leaned to the side, pretending to inspect the area behind you, before he shook his head. “Yeah, no. They all look quite busy out there. It might take some more time for them to return.”

Before Youngjae was able to straighten again, you leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on his cheek, feeling the heat rising to your cheeks again when you moved back.

Youngjae raised his hand to his cheek, looking surprised.

“What?”

“I didn’t expect - I mean, I don’t know. I didn’t expect this.”

You noticed how a deep red blush spread over his face, accompanied with nervous laughter. “Am I your crush?” You blurted out, finally putting the puzzle pieces together.

“I didn’t even choose yet”, Youngjae protested, coughing awkwardly.

You raised an eyebrow questioningly. “Would you even choose something other than Truth?”

“Yeah, I wanted to choose Dare this time.”

“Then I dare you to tell me the name of your crush!”

Youngjae sighed deeply and ran his hand through his hair, pushing the strands out of his face. “Fine, okay yes. You’re right. I do have a crush on you.”

A wide smile spread over your lips while your heart made somersaults inside your ribcage. “I have a crush on you too”, you admitted, laughing softly.

“You do?” Youngjae turned to you, looking at you with hopeful eyes. He quickly scanned your expression, making sure you weren’t messing with him. He exhaled loudly, chuckling softly in relief. “Wow. I did not expect that. Uhm, so, yeah. What are we supposed to do now?”

You shrugged with your shoulders, thinking how endearing Youngjae’s nervousness was. “We could continue to play”, you suggested.

“Yeah? Oh, okay. It’s your turn, isn’t it? Truth or Dare?”

“Dare.”

Youngjae stared at you, his mind all over the place after you told him you had the same feelings for him.

“Dare me to kiss you.” You scooted closer to Youngjae, feeling your heart beat within your throat.

“I dare you to kiss me”, Youngjae breathed out, automatically leaning forward, his eyes dropping to your mouth, “on the lips.”

You closed your eyes and closed the gap between you two, pressing your lips against his plush pillows. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed yourself closer against his body, sighing in delight when Youngjae snaked his arms around your waist as well.

He pulled you onto his lap while one hand moved up to your hair, fingers entangled with the strands.

“Fucking finally”, you heard the unsuccessful whispers of your friends somewhere behind your back, grinning into the kiss.

They were right. Fucking finally.

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