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ahgaseforeternity · 4 years

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Professor Park

This will be a series because who doesn’t love the idea of Jinyoung as a Professor.

IT WAS THE MIDDLE OF THE SEMESTER AND you were just starting to get the hang of waking up super early in the mornings. Lucky for you, there was a coffee shop on campus. You would order the same thing each time. A iced coffee, heavy on the cream and sugar. The sweeter the coffee, the better. Each time you ordered it with a flaky croissant, that just about melted in your mouth.

Just thinking about it as you were walking to campus, made your mouth water. You were going to be a tad late this morning but you needed a strong coffee and a full stomach if you were going to get through classes today.

Because your first class was with Professor Park, who for no apparent reason, loathed you. You have never understood why. Ever since you walked into his class on that first day, it's almost as if he's been out to get you. To see you slip up or fail. Too bad for him, you were determined to succeed.

You thought of Professor Park then. He seemed so young to be teaching at such an elite school. So young, and extremely handsome. He was all any students or professors could talk about. Your best friend would ask you question after question about him, and you didn't ever know what to tell her. While he might be on everyone's list for most gorgeous, you knew better. You knew that deep within those dark eyes of his, a demon was resided.

It gave you chills just thinking about it.

As you walked inside the shop, your senses soothed at the fresh smell of coffee being brewed. There was only one person in line, so you claimed the spot behind them. Your eyes met the broad shoulders of the man in front of you. He was wearing a tan colored wool trench coat. The coat looked a tad familiar, but you just shrugged at the thought. As you came to stand before the glass display, you saw with utter horror that there was only one croissant left.

You groaned, wishing you had woken up on time. You crossed your fingers that the man in front of you wasn't interested in the yummy pastry. You kept your eyes glued as the man stepped up to the counter, and the cashier handed him a jet black coffee with ice.

You studied the man's hands as he forked out some money from his coat pocket. His hands looked so masculine, with long fingers. The kind of hands that you’d want to hold. As if they would fit perfectly in your own.

You started tapping your booted foot on the ground. You were growing antsy. Just before the man was going to place his money on the counter, he waved his hand to the display case. You held your breathe.

No.

NO.

You watched in dismay as the worker pulled the last croissant from the case, bagged it, and then handed it to the man before you. You hung your head in defeat. Why couldn't you have gotten here soon? You could've been enjoying that delectable croissant right about now.

Instead, of the man in front of you who was going to be having a very good morning. You lifted your eyes trying hard not to cry. It's just a croissant, it's just a croissant, it’s just a yummy, delicious croissant.

You inhaled and was about to exhale a very dramatic sigh, when the man that stole your croissant turned around, meeting your eyes.

Your sigh turned into a gasp.

Professor Park stood before you with his very, very pleasing symmetrical face. His stylish glasses were donning his nose. He was wearing a navy blue knit sweater underneath his trench coat and you wished with all your might it could've been anyone else.

You would've taken the devil himself over the surprised face of Professor Park. The surprise soon turned to a unfeeling sternness that you were accustomed to.

"Y/N, I see your gonna be late for class. First time?"

You glared at him. This man was vile.

"Hello Professor Park, good morning to you as well." You gave him your million dollar smile. He hated when you met his hastily with kindness.

A fake kindness, but a kindness nonetheless.

You watched his full lips twitch. You hated staring at Professor Park for too long. Because the longer you stared the harder it was to find a flaw. The man was stunning. Sometimes it hurt to even look at him.

Like right now. Instead, you glanced to the paper bag he held clasped in his hand.

"The croissants are the best here, you made a good choice." You exclaimed, even though you were wishing every foul, evil thing to come upon this man for stealing the very thing you cherished.

He lifted the bag up. He scanned your face, and slowly reached for the pastry. "I've never really liked croissants all too much."

He didn’t even like croissants? This man had to be Satan himself.

You bit your lip to keep from drooling, as you watched his fingers grip the flaky pastry, and could see precious crumbs fall to the floor. He was wasting it. Wasting the purity of flour, butter, sugar all mixed and backed to create a simple masterpiece.

He was watching your face as he slowly brought the croissant to his mouth and sunk his pearly whites into that crispy goodness. You watched as his tight jaw worked the beautiful bite in his mouth, and his throat bobbed as he swallowed.

Your mouth was open now, your tongue dry as a bone. Was he smirking? You couldn't tell. His eyes scanned your face, as if he was mesmerizing it. With how close he was, you could smell his buttery breathe as he said, "I've had better."

The moment broke and you stepped away from him. What had just happened? Professor Park had just bit into your croissant, in the most sexiest way possibly mind you, and stated that he has had better.

You narrowed your eyes. "Oh, have you? Well, I'm an expert at baked pastries, so let's see."

You gripped his wrist, taking his hand in yours and brought the croissant up to your own mouth.

Oh, it was as good as always. You moaned in pleasure. The delicate flavor that was bursting in your mouth, had you closing your eyes. The taste was overwhelming each time. You had never loved carbs so much until this very second.

You heard a gasp, and suddenly opened your eyes to see a very stunned Professor Park. His eyes were glued to your mouth.

A mouth you were sure had remnants of the flaky croissant. You still held his hand in yours, and felt his skin burning your fingers. You dropped it immediately.

You licked your lips, using your thumb to wipe off what was left on your face. Professor Park just watched. As if he was in a trance.

You could feel your cheeks flush. What made you do something so reckless? Now, Professor Park was going to hold this against you forever. He might even doc you points on the next test.

He blinked rapidly, as if he was coming to, and looked at the croissant still in his hand.

"I change my mind."

You furrowed your brows, while his face lit up. He was smiling. Professor Park never smiled at you. It was like pure sunshine. You felt warmer than when you had eaten the croissant.

And that’s saying something.

"This croissant is the best."

He lifted the pastry to his mouth again, and you watched as he bit exactly where you had.

"I'll see you in class, Y/N." He smirked one last time, before strolling passed you and out the door.

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Part 1 of many MANY more to come.

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kawasiki-jo · 3 years

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Chapters: 17/? Fandom: GOT7 Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Mark Tuan/Jackson Wang, Park Jinyoung/Mark Tuan, Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin Characters: Mark Tuan, Jackson Wang, Park Jinyoung (GOT7), Im Jaebum | JB, Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Son Hyunwoo | Shownu, Kim Namjoon | RM, Kim Seokjin | Jin Additional Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Betrayal, Marriage, Unrequited Love, Destiny, Revenge, death. definitely lots of death, Angst, there will be a happy ending I swear, I can't handle tears, Oh god, i'm not crying, you are, Why won't you just love him????, Lots of Original Characters - Freeform, just so you know, i dont hate anyone, just myself - Freeform, for writing this, I KNOW THIS STARTS DIFFERENT BUT GIVE IT A CHANCE, spy AU, Spies & Secret Agents, markson, jark, namjin - Freeform Series: Part 1 of Markson Volumes Summary:

In which Mark Tuan is on a mission and ends up falling.

Spies and Agents AU

Also all rights are reserved by me, I take credit for this work. do not repost it anywhere else without my consent.

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dxf · 4 years

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everybody | oneshot.

college! au pairing: park jinyoung x reader warning: cursing, oral, unprotected sex words: 2.7k

today, i find myself doing the same usual tasks everyday. wake, brush my teeth, eat breakfast, go to school, come home, shower, sleep. it’s honestly quite boring. at times, i wish i had somebody to come home to, i don’t even have a pet.

college is the same like always. attend my classes, study, continue to get decent grades. it’s a whole cycle in itself. one thing i definitely don’t look forward to is park jinyoung. we have this mutual hatred for each other for no reason, i have no idea what i did to get on his nerves. it shouldn’t matter to him considering that he has the whole school around his finger. i try to avoid him as best as possible.

“hey y/n,” jaebeom walks up.

“hey jb, how are you today?” i ask,

“you know me, i hate waking up for school.”

“that makes the both of us,” i laugh off. classes start and i again have to hear my chemistry teacher lecture us. i can’t help but feel like someone is staring at me, so i look behind me. my eyes meet with the one and only park jinyoung. he laughs then looks back at his notes. i roll my eyes and continue to listen to the lecture.

“now class, can someone tell me why NaCl has a stronger lattice energy compared to a compared to a compound like BaO?” the professor asks. “yes jinyoung?”

“well because of trends of course. the lattice energy of two ions increases as the smaller the compound is. simply, sodium chloride is a smaller compound compared to barium oxide,” he answers.

“correct! you never disappoint with your answers jinyoung,” the professor continues on with the lecture. jinyoung smirks to himself like he’s this one true powerful being, but he’s not. i look at the clock, realizing that there’s only 10 minutes of class left. the prof looks at his watch and stops his lecture for the day.

“considering that there is only 10 minutes of class left, i will assign your lab partners for next week. next week's lab includes the lab, obviously, and a short quiz you will take with your partner. i advice after i assign everyone, you meet up with your partner and start studying,” the prof says. doing a lab with someone should be easy. i’ll be fine with anyone as long as it isn’t with ass jinyoung. the professor starts to read off the list of names off of a sheet of paper.

“park jinyoung and y/ln y/n”

did i hear that correctly, did he really just say park jinyoung was my partner. this has to be a misunderstanding. the bell rung and the students start flooding out the door to attend their next class. i finish packing my things and start heading out the door before i hear someone call out my name.

“y/n,” jinyoung comes up from behind. i take a deep breath before turning around and facing him.

“yes jinyoung?” i reply in a polite manner.

“maybe you could try and cover up the annoyance on your face next time. i don’t want you screwing up my grade for this lab or quiz, so why don’t you come over after classes are over and we can study together?” he suggests with a snarky tone.

“as much as i wouldn’t want to screw up my grade, that would be a good idea. but maybe you could approach me in a nicer way, i wouldn’t have to tell the professor to switch partners, would i? so be mature jinyoung, and i won’t have any problems,” i say. he shakes his head, disapproving at me.

“why would you talk to the prince of the school in that manner? i’m sure the professor or the dean wouldn’t like your attitude towards me. know your place y/n,” he whispers in my ear. he walks off with an evil smirk on his face.

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after a few more hours of schooling, i can finally go home. unfortunately, jinyoung is my partner and i need to study with him apparently. studying isn’t necessary when it comes to the perfect student. jinyoung excels in everything that he does, it doesn’t make sense on why he would want me to come over and study with him. he could just take the test himself to ensure that he gets that perfect score he’s wanting.

i meet him at the spot he told me to. i see him at his car, looking at his phone as he waits for me. while approaching him, i can see why he’s the prince of the school. his appearance alone makes him look so effortless, it’s seen as attractive. jinyoung definitely has some defining features that makes him look like a prince. his jawline, his silky black hair, his stature. it's so infuriating.

“look who decided to show up,” he speaks up.

“i didn’t know i was on a time limit your highness, i apologize for my tardiness,” i bow at him, mocking his hierarchy.

“never do that again. get in the car,” he walks to the driver side. i roll my eyes and get in the car. the car ride is silent. neither of us wants to talk to the other. if anything, it builds up more tension between the two of us.

the car ride wasn’t long, but it felt like an eternity. jinyoung has a modest apartment to himself and only himself. the place felt tranquil, as if there were no disturbances nearby. it is nicely decorated and overall comfortable.

“shall we get started?” jinyoung asks. i nod at him and sit at the table he pointed to. jinyoung grabs a few snacks and water for the both of us before getting started. i focus on the study guide the professor posted, getting lost in the calming atmosphere around me.

“so why do you hate me so much y/n?” the mood drops.

“i don’t,” i reply. jinyoung tries to read me, but no avail.

“now why are you lying to me? i know you do. there’s a reason why you avoid me every chance you get. you didn’t even speak to me in the car,” he reasons.

“why would i talk to a self-centered prick that only cares about himself?”

“there we go, now we’re getting somewhere. go on, i know you have more to say with that mouth of yours.”

“what the hell is that supposed to mean?” we should be focused more about the chemistry lab and quiz and not this banter.

“oh come on, don’t you have more to say? tell me more about how i’m an asshole.”

“you don’t deserve that luxury.”

“the whole school would bow down to me, except you. i think that’s something in itself, don’t you think? the students, my friends, teachers, the dean, everybody thinks i’m perfect. but you’re the first and only one to think differently, isn’t that strange?”

“what does that matter to you jinyoung? if you’re so goddamn perfect, then why should my opinion matter to you? don’t you think i’ve recognized that already?” he gets up from his seat and goes around to me. the immense eye contact that we’re sharing only creates more tension between us. the more i look at him and look at his facial features, the more attractive he becomes.

“say it.”

“say what exactly?”

“say how perfect i am.”

“never in a million years jinyoung.” his face becomes only inches away from my face. suddenly, i hold my breath. i turn my head away from him, trying to go back to work.

“have i ever told you how beautiful you are?” what?

“where is this coming from? stop lying,” my face begins to turn red.

“you’re blushing, maybe you don’t hate me after all,” he laughs to himself. i turn back at him, not able to understand where this is all coming from.

“maybe this is all a misunderstanding. maybe i actually like you and i did this to get on your nerves.”

“you’re spewing out bullshit now jinyoung. what makes you think i’m going to believe you-” he cuts me off with a kiss. my eyes become wide, and a second later i push him off.

“what the hell are you thinking? i don’t like you,” i say. my face becomes hotter and i can’t even look at him.

“i know you do, so what’s the point in denying it? you’re like an open book,” he says. his hands begin crawling up my legs, up to my waist. my breathing becomes hitched and all of a sudden, i’m at a loss of words. “stop playing hard to get, i can make you feel good,” he whispers in my ear.

“jinyoung, but we’re…”

“we’re studying? now, that was some bullshit i was spewing to get you over here. i could get a perfect score for the both of us on the lab and quiz, why else would you come over?” jinyoung starts to kiss his way down to my neck.

“you…”

“now princess, just enjoy your time.” his tongue makes wet spots on my neck before his lips come back to kiss mine. his hands feel nice and cool against my warm skin. it’s like he’s feeling every square inch of my skin. my hands naturally wrap around his neck, slightly tugging at his jet black hair. his lips make it back down to my neck and collarbone. he starts sucking at my sensitive skin, leaving dark red spots. small mewls escape my mouth as he continues.

he begins taking off my shirt and bra, admiring every part of my body. his mouth returns to my skin, slightly sucking my nipples. jinyoung’s hands go down to my ass, rubbing it. suddenly, he gets up and walks over to the couch.

“sit on my lap baby, i promise i don’t bite,” he grins. I bite my bottom lip at his words and sit on his lap. his hands back on my ass, squeezing and slightly smacking it. he buries his face back into my chest, once again making wet spots and red marks all over. i stop him for a moment so i could take off his shirt.

jinyoung has a very toned structure and you didn’t know until now. his shoulders are wide, rock hard abs, a sight to see yourself. i find myself getting lost in thought while admiring his body.

“are you going to sit there and stare all day, or are we going to have some fun?” jinyoung teases. i roll my eyes at him and kiss him in order to shut his mouth. our tongues dance with one another, each fighting for dominance. eventually, i pull away, tracing my tongue down to his collarbone. i suck lightly, each with a bit of teeth. his hips slightly jerked up as i continued going down to his abs.

i make myself comfortable on my knees as i kneel in between his legs. the tight pants he’s wearing reveals his boner. my hand makes my way to his cock, he jerks up again from just me touching him. i unzip his pants, becoming impatient, he takes them off himself. i jerk him off slightly through his underwear before he takes them off.

“you’re such a naughty girl, teasing me like that. why don’t you show me what your pretty mouth does?” jinyoung coaxes. he teases by slowly jerking himself off. i open my mouth, tongue out as he slowly slides in. my lips wrap around his bulbous tip, licking around and tasting his pre-cum. looking back up at jinyoung, his eyes are close, clenching his jaw while his head rests on the back of the couch. tiny grunts are heard coming from his mouth. he looks back down at me, his face is flushed.

“do you like the taste of my cock? you have such a pretty face when you’re going down on me,” his mouth is extremely dirty. his left hand pushes down on my head, making me gag on his dick. a loud grunt escapes his mouth, biting down on his own lip. his hips start moving on his own, maintaining a constant speed. all of a sudden, he pulls out from my mouth, leaving me to whine at his actions.

“get up on the couch now, i want your ass up,” his tone is harsh. he takes off the jeans i was wearing, massaging my inner thighs. his fingers make his way to my panties, feeling how wet i’ve become. one of his fingers hook around the lacy underwear, revealing my wetness. i could feel his hot breath teasing at my entrance.

“jinyoung, please do something,” i whine. my begging gave him more of a power trip. he gave my pussy a long, flat lick with his tongue. i bury my face into the pillow next to me before moaning loudly. he takes off my panties and goes back to feverishly licking and kissing me like there’s no tomorrow.

“you taste so sweet princess, absolutely like paradise,” he says in awe. two fingers tease my entrance before inserting them. he curls up his fingers, hitting one of my most pleasurable senses. his tongue goes back down to my clit, slightly sucking on it and teeth grazing at my most sensitive organs. my hips match his speed, moans filling up the room. i’m pretty sure the whole neighborhood could hear. i become tighter around his fingers, signifying that i’m close. but then he withdraws his fingers and his mouth, leaving me to groan at him.

“jinyoung, i was so close. why the hell did you do that?” i yell in frustration. he just smiles and shakes his head at me.

“i can’t have you cumming before i get my share of you,” he laughs. the tip of his cock rubs against my clit and my entrance.

“just put it in already,” i become restless.

“say please princess.”

“please jinyoung.”

“there we go.” he enters with a strong thrust, making me cry out in pleasure. his hips maintain a rigged speed. with every thrust, he comes practically out, teasing me more. each one becoming harder and harder. his dick was making me delirious, wanting more and more as he continued. i try matching his thrusts, but he grabs my ass harshly, stopping me.

“use your words to get what you want.”

“please jinyoung, move faster.” with that being said, he starts pounding into me. a slur of curse words starts coming out from his mouth. my moans become even louder than before. his dick feels up every crevice inside me. he tugs lightly at my hair, forcing me to look up at the wall ahead of us.

“you feel so good baby, who would have thought you were such a naughty girl.” the words coming out from my mouth spurs me on. his other hand starts playing with my clit again, making me tighter around his cock. fuck leaves his mouth as i continue to become tighter around his member. his thrust becomes sloppier and sloppier. he’s reaching his edge and he wants me to chase it with him.

“my fingers and my cock are making you tighter and tighter. how close are you baby? i want to release inside you,” jinyoung says in a raspy voice. i could only moan louder at the thought of his arousal inside me. his hand leaves my hair and goes back down to my ass, leaving handprints.

“Jinyoung please, i’m so close,” i say. he pounds into me harder than before, hitting my sweet spot. with a few more thrusts, i came spiralling down as if i were seeing stars. the clenching around his member sent him and he came. his arousal filled up my entrance. we both came down from our highs and he pulled out.

“well this is certainly a sight to see,” he says. his fingers start messing with our arousal mixed together, and starts to put it back inside me. i swat his hands away considering his touch makes me overly sensitive.

“this concludes today's study session. i’ll run you a bath, how bout the same time tomorrow princess?”

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beomaryllis · 4 years

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mark wiped jinyoung’s mouth and jinyoung’s fluttered eyes..... I’M SCREAMING JUST KISS ALREADY

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jinyoungiespeche · 4 years

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Jinyoung x Tom Ford x Vogue 💙

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jaebumsunshine · 5 years

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RIDE IS GORGEOUS

#got7 #got7 jaebeom #got7 mark #got7jinyoung #got7 jackson #got7 bambam #got7 yugyeom #got7 jinyoung #spotify #got7 jaebum #photography #movies

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jeonscarrots · 5 years

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better half

» summary - six hundred and thirty two words of pure park jinyoung fluff

» genre - normalverse au

» a/n - hii to all my loyal followers who still follow me after i think a year and 3 months of my inactivity tysm i love you all, don’t expect much from this long awaited request that ive been avoiding ♡

» masterlist

You jolt awake at the sound of loud banging on your front door. You try and wipe the sleep away from your eyes with the back of you’re hand, but it’s no use as your eyes get droopier and droopier. That is until the banging continues.

You quickly glance at the clock placed at the right of you that read three thirty-two. Who the hell was banging on your door at this time? You rid yourself of the blankets on the bed. Cold air quickly envelops you as you shiver and walk towards the front door.

You peek through the peephole seeing no other but your bf. You hastily unlock the door and pull him inside.

“Park Jinyoung are you crazy? Do you know what time it is?” You scold, eyebrows narrowed at the male in front of you. But he doesn’t seem fazed with a smile plastered to his face he pulls you into his embrace.

“Y/N.” He breathes. It’s when the scent of liquor hits your nostrils and the way he’s practically falling into the crook of your neck to conclude that he’s drunk. You pull back slightly, resulting in a whimper from him.

“Are you seriously drunk right now Jinyoung?” He quickly looks up to you shaking his head, with a pout.

“No.” He lies.

“Are you sure about that cause you smell like a bar.” You chuckle, pulling him to the living room and seating him on the black couch.

“Okay fine but I promise I only drank a little I know you don’t like when I drink.” He slurs staring up at you like a lovesick puppy. You smile at his cute response before worry quickly settles in.

”How did you get here?”

”Mark dropped me off because I kept asking for you.” He informs tilting his head as a smile tugs on his lips. You feel your cheeks flush red at his comment. Quickly dismissing it, you can feel exhaustion hit you like a truck. The only thing on your mind is sleep.

“Okay, well now that your home let’s get you to bed.” You yawn before draping his arm over your shoulders helping him walk to the bedroom, stumbling in the process.

“Y/N, I love you so much and I don’t think I say that that much but recently I’ve been thinking about how much I love you.” Your face flushes pink at your boyfriends comment, you can’t help the rapid beating of your heart.

“Jinyou-“ he shushes you and places a finger on your lips.

“Your always so understanding about how I’m never here, even when I’m half way across the globe. And that one time we had just started dating and it was late December and I had a cold and you came and bought me food in the pouring rain. God, I just.. I love you so much.” Your left in awe at your boyfriends words giving him a haste peck on the lips.

“I love you too Jinyoung.” You whisper, laying him onto the bed before proceeding to curl up beside him. His arms wrap around you in a tight embrace.

“I think.. no, I know I’m gonna marry you.” He states matter-of-factly. Shocked at his statement you chuckle and look up at him.

”Maybe not today, tomorrow, or next year but I'm gonna marry you Y/N.” You can see the determination in his eyes and you swear you've never been happier than in this moment. You snuggle yourself closer enveloping yourself in his scent.

“You’re really cheesy you know that Park?” You tease, poking at his chest. He answers by leaving a kiss on your nose.

The room is silent and the only thing that can be heard is the synchronized hearts that beat together as one.

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