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Pairing: mafia!jongho x fem!reader

Word count: 5.7k

Genre: slight angst, fluff

Warning/s: language, mentions of weapons, food, blood and kissing

Prompts:

17 - “I don’t think that’s legal, but we can work around it.”

41 - “Don’t touch that.” five minutes later. “Oh, I… uhm… I broke it.”

47 - “Is that… is that your blood?

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Jongho woke up to a commotion happening downstairs. Now out of his bed, he can’t hear anything but the sounds of rushed footsteps and loud speaking voices. Everyone is rushing, the aroma of food lingering around and most importantly, Park Seonghwa, his boss, barking orders to every single household worker as they do the job he asked them to. He tried to peek down but his grogginess is getting the best of him, taking a lazy peek and nearly slipping down the railings if he hadn’t caught himself in time.

He heard another footsteps coming from his right so he took a glance, only to see his half-brother, Yunho, walking towards him with a bright look on his face. It seems like he’s been awake for quite some time now because he’s already dressed in a soft blue cashmere sweater and a black ripped jeans. Confused with his surroundings, Jongho asked, “You’re awake early, what’s happening downstairs?”

His older brother shrugged, “You know.. Just getting ready,”

“Getting ready for what?” Jongho tried to remember his schedule, thinking if he had missed another day for another mission but all he can remember is the biggest ball happening three weeks from now.

Yunho must’ve sensed his confusion and he ruffled his younger brother’s hair, “The little princess is coming home so everyone’s preparing for it.” He tried to comb his hair just to make it look a little bit presentable and added, “Seonghwa hyung let you sleep in more so that you’ll at least be prepared for your one and only love’s arrival.”

Jongho swatted his hands away and glared at his brother, “You could’ve woken me up so I’ll have more time to freshen up.”

“Well, you’re awake now so go!” His older brother pushed him back in his room, adding a little bit more force making him stumble in the floor. If he hadn’t caught himself in time, you’ll see a sleepy Choi Jongho trying to stand up after getting face planted.

He did his morning routine but this time with extra caution. As much as possible, he wants to impress the woman he’s been trying to bag ever since he met her as a kid. He undid his hair a lot of times until just settling to putting it in a slick back manner.

Maybe she likes men who show their foreheads now, he thought as he carefully gelled up his baby hairs.

He settled for a plain black shirt and a black pants to go with so it wouldn’t be too obvious that he’s dressing up for her. He took one last glance of himself and when he’s finally content, he made his way downstairs.

Seonghwa was the first person to see him while he’s in the middle of feeding his own child. He noticed that Jongho styled his hair a bit more than he usually does making him smirk. He calculated Jongho’s activities before calling him out, “Hey apple boy.”

Jongho froze a bit then glared at his boss, “I thought I made it clear to stop calling me that?”

Satisfied with the reaction, Seonghwa just laughed, smiling when his daughter giggled at the sound of her father laughing. He stroked her cheek with his finger then gave Jongho a piercing look to which the other returned, “I have a test for you though.”

Jongho slightly tensed but Seonghwa proceeded to speak, “I would like to know where your loyalty lies.”

Turning his back and continuing his cereal shenanigans, Jongho answered, “My loyalty is dedicated to your sister.”

Seonghwa couldn’t help but laugh, deeming Jongho as a keeper, “Welcome to the family, apple boy.” He said as he placed the dishes his own little family used for eating.

The younger slammed his hand at the table as he yelled, “Stop calling me that!”

Seonghwa’s little daughter just giggled and pointed at her uncle and said, “Apple boy!” Earning laughs from the people around them, specifically his friends.

Jongho just lets out a sigh knowing that he doesn’t have the heart to fight his little niece.

“Is she really going to arrive today?” Jongho’s glad that it was San who first snapped out of his impatience as they’ve been doing nothing but sitting in the living room as they wait for Seonghwa’s little sister to arrive.

The older brother himself is just as impatient as he glanced at his phone and frowned, “She told me she’s arriving today.”

Wooyoung let out a huff and said, “I swear if she doesn’t arrive I’m gonna eat the steak all by myself!”

However, as if by miracle, the sound of engine revving outside could be heard and the main security of the manor started barking out orders to those who were outside. Seonghwa’s daughter stood up first and ran to the door, her father following her then the rest.

Truly, outside, is the person they’ve all been waiting for. Helping the workers unload her things even if they didn’t ask for her help. She noticed the commotion at the front door and immediately rushed as her big brother who opened his arms for her to run into.

“I missed you!” She squealed as she tightened her hold in his waist, earning a groan from Seonghwa, “You became more handsome, big bro. Fatherhood suits you.” It earned a smile from Seonghwa who planted a kiss on her forehead as a welcome.

Her niece then started jumping up and down, “Auntie y/n!” She squealed, her arms raised, “Auntie y/n!”

The female smiled and lifted her up and poked her nose, “Hello, little Luna. I brought lots of gifts for you!”

Luna lets out a happy sound as Seonghwa sighed and took his own daughter in his arms. She was welcomed by the others who she fooled around with until she saw the man that she’s been wanting to see ever since she found out that she can finally go home.

“Hey, Jongho.” She said with a smile on her face to which the other returned, “Hi.”

And then silenced followed them after that.

No one dared to speak as they just stared at each other.. the others expecting a lot more than just the greetings but they grew impatient, especially San and groaned, “Guys, for the love of God, stop eye fucking each other!”

“We’re not eye fucking!” Jongho defended as he glared at the older, “It’s what you call appreciating each other’s presence.”

The others just laughed at his lame attempt at defending himself and Hongjoong just place his hand on his shoulders and said, “Since the both of you are appreciating each other’s presence, we would also appreciate it if you accompany our lovely y/n from Paris to her own room so she can rest.”

It’s been a good two weeks ever since y/n had arrived and to say that things are going crazy is a total understatement especially since it’s Jongho who usually gets involved.

One time it was in the middle of the night, somewhere around 3am when she disturbed Jongho in the middle of his gaming hours and said, “Jongho, I need you to accompany me to Mcdonald's and steal a thousand of their chicken nuggets.”

Jongho gave her a weird look, “I don’t think that’s legal,” he said making the girl whine and say, “You’ve done much more worst illegal things than what I-”

Not letting her finish her tantrum party, Jongho took his black card out of his wallet and said, “But we can work around it. Instead of stealing, how about I buy you the hundred pieces of chicken nuggets?”

Y/n just pouted and negotiated, “Two hundred?”

The male let out a sigh of defeat and said, “Fine. Let’s go.”

She let out a squeal full of excitement and instead of going back to her room to grab some warm clothes, she opened Jongho’s wardrobe to grab one of his hoodies and wear it.

Jongho admits, she looks good with it but he just wants to tease her, “Hey, you’re not allowed to wear my clothes.”

“Wha-” She had a look of disbelief in her face, “Since when?!” She screeched making the male in front of her laugh.

“Ever since you chose Paris over me.”

An exasperated gasp was heard between the two of them then suddenly, Jongho’s holding a clinging y/n, “Jongie, I’m so sorry but you know I’m doing it for our future babies.”

Jongho furiously blushed but he raised an eyebrow, “Future babies?”

“Yes, the future offspring of ours.”

“What makes you think that I want an offspring with you?” He deadpanned making the girl in his arms whine again, “C’mon Jjong, I know you love me.”

“I don’t.”

“You do!”

“Nope.” He said popping the p out.

Y/n whined even more, “You doooo!” She insisted with a pout.

Jongho broke his facade and laughed, “Okay maybe I do.”

She gasped and gave him an expression like she’s been scandalized, “Maybe?! Just maybe?!”

“I’m still not sure about it,” Jongho teased and puts her down on the floor, “Now, nuggets?”

She squealed and immediately made her way downstairs faster than Jongho making him laugh.

God she’s infuriating but I love her a lot, he thought with a smile as he grabbed his car keys and made his way downstairs where his little nuisance was waiting for him.

It was around 9:30pm when their meeting ended. Jongho has made his way out of the planning room and proceeded to go to his own room to freshen up and play some games.

He immediately started a hot shower and did his own little concert at the same time. Deeming his tensed muscles are finally loose, his vocal cords strained and his body thoroughly cleaned, he went out of the bathroom to get changed only to scream in shock when he saw y/n sitting down in his gaming chair, looking equally shocked as him.

“Goodness Jongho, for a mafia assassin you sure do get scared easily.” Y/n said when she had finally calmed down from the initial shock her crush had given her.

Jongho glared at her and defended himself, “Who wouldn't get shocked if I suddenly saw an intruder in my room with my computer turned on, especially when I don’t remember turning it on.”

Y/n just let out a small hmph and said, “Go wear your clothes.”

“Get out.”

“No.”

Jongho deadpanned and tried to be as threatening as possible, “Are you going out or do I have to throw you myself out.”

Y/n squirmed in her seat and retorted, “But your gaming chair is so comfy!” She then lit up and said, “You go get dressed while I play phasmophobia!”

“Are you sure you’re going to play phasmophobia?” The male asked with a smirk and couldn’t help but laugh at the eager nod he received as he got dressed.

—

After playing one round of phasmophobia, Jongho holds a shaken up y/n as they eat their midnight snacks and watches the movie he put up on his TV.

Jongho couldn’t help but laugh at her state, “Don’t say I didn’t ask you if you were sure about playing it.”

Y/n sniffled, “Shut up, I didn’t know it was that scary.”

He just giggled and planted a kiss on the crown of her head, “Want to sleep here and cuddle or do you want me to carry you to your room and keep you company until you fall asleep?”

Tightening her hold on his waist, she shook her head, “Want to sleep here and your cuddles.” She answered, making Jongho smile softly and said, “I’m here baby, now go eat your fries.”

The next day, y/n stayed a bit more in his room after waking up as she watched her favorite anime on Jongho’s huge TV. He can’t blame her though, Seonghwa hasn’t set up her whole room so it’s kind of boring and dead still.

Jongho was once again in the shower, freshening himself up. She waited for thirty minutes and that’s when a freshly bathed Jongho, wearing a plain white shirt and sweatpants, emerged from the bathroom.

He planted a kiss on her cheek and said, “I’ll be right back.”

It seemed like he caught her attention as she pouted in his direction, “Where the fuck are you going?”

He snorted, “I’m just gonna go to the storage room and have one of my guns fixed.” He replied as he grabbed a bag that was hidden under his closet, “I swear I’ll be right back.”

“Can I not just come with you?”

With her sporting a puppy eyed look, Jongho knows that he can’t resist her. He lets out a sigh, “Fine, as long as you don’t do anything stupid or accidentally shoot me in the head or something.”

—

Y/n, somehow, did ended up doing something stupid.

But it wasn’t as severe as he had expected her to do.

Jongho sometimes forgot that she’s like a child who needs to be under supervision.

He was just having one of his guns cleaned, entertaining y/n by answering her questions regarding the mafia life that Seonghwa refuses to get her involved when she looked at one of the enormous pistols that’s currently in Jongho’s ownership.

Not missing a beat, he warned her, “Hey, don’t touch that.” Thinking that she listened to him like an obedient girl she is, he went to the back room to grab more stuff to clean his weapons and fix the gun that had y/n’s attention earlier.

He went back to the main room and was satisfied to see y/n sitting down on one of the couches Jongho told her so. He proceeded to clean his stuff and five minutes later, he decided to fix the gun.

Looking around, he asked, “Y/n, where’s the gun?”

The girl had a terrified look on her face and Jongho knew, he just knew that something had happened, “Oh, I uhm..” She stuttered, refusing to meet Jongho in the eyes, “I broke it.”

“How the fuck-” Jongho shook his head, “You know what, never mind. Just show me where you placed it then I’ll see what I can do.”

Y/n pointed at the drawer and Jongho opened it then examined the gun she claimed that she broke.

It only ended up getting even more loose on the part where the shells should be inserted and Jongho fixed it without having any more problems and y/n watching him do his work obediently.

A day before the mafia’s big day, Jongho was called by Seonghwa in the office. It’s only 7am that time so him being summoned by the big boss at his office at this early hour means that it’s a serious matter. He was given thirty minutes to freshen himself up but this time, he resorted to washing his face, brushing his teeth and breaking an apple into half using his bare hands.

He knocked at Seonghwa’s office, hearing a muffled squeal from Luna inside and then the door was opened, “Good morning uncle Jjongi!” She squealed and he placed his index finger in his lips and said, “Indoor voice, Luna. Not everyone is awake yet.”

The young girl placed her hand on her mouth, a muffled “oops” coming from her as she immediately rushed back to her playpen inside her father’s office.

He entered the office silently, only seeing Seonghwa with his hair down unlike his usual slicked back hairdo with his eyeglasses perked up in his nose. However, he wasn’t alone. Y/n was sitting in one of his couches in the office, hugging her knees close to her chest, looking as problematic as her brother.

“Did something happen?” He asked as he gave y/n the other half of the apple he’s holding, receiving a silent thank you from her. Jongho gave her a small smile then diverted his attention to her brother as he sat down on the chair in front of his table, “A penny for your thoughts, hyung?”

Seonghwa removed his glasses and massaged his temple and said, “Someone has y/n’s information and was planning to attack here in the manor by the time we leave tomorrow for the ball.” He opened a folder containing the files and information regarding the plotted attack, “I don’t know what to do. I’m planning to bring her along with us but that means she can get totally exposed to the mafia world. If I were to leave her alone here, it’s quite risky because you know.. Despite this place being my second guarded establishment, there’s still a 1% chance out of 99 that it can still be infiltrated. I can’t just make any of you stay here with her because that means I have to redo the plan for tomorrow.”

Jongho weighed his options for a while and said, “You actually can leave one of us here instead, hyung.”

Seonghwa looked at him as if he had grown another head, “You know I don’t function well when the eight of us are not complete. I even have to bring Yeosang alone with us even if he works in the mafia’s internal functions!”

“Yes I know, but think about it. Will you rather not function properly or live along, carrying the guilt that you could’ve saved your sister’s life by letting at least one of us stay here?” Jongho took one big bite of the remaining edible parts of his apple and threw it in the bin near Luna, making the girl amazed that her uncle was able to shoot it right there, “You’re bringing Luna and your wife back to her brother’s territory right? Why don’t I drop them off to her brother’s territory so I can bring y/n with me then we’ll go to my penthouse in the downtown.”

The mafia boss looked baffled, “You’re volunteering yourself to stay?!” He exclaimed and scoffed, “Jongho out of all people you-”

“Play the most important part in the mafia, I know.” He then glanced at y/n who just shrunk at her place even more, “But y/n plays the most important part in my life and I just want her to be safe.” Jongho said it in a quiet voice, enough for only Seonghwa to hear but he forgot how Seonghwa had told his own daughter to listen sharply in conversations and use her sharp ears well. It’s helpful most of the time but it brings them in trouble.

And now is one of those times. Luna suddenly gasped and pointed at Jongho, “Uncle Jjongie likes auntie!” She shrieks and clapped with a cute smile of hers, “Cousin, I want a baby cousin!”

Seonghwa face palmed himself, “Oh my goodness,” he then picked up Luna and placed him on his lap, “Luna what did daddy tell you before?”

Luna pouts and plays with her father’s hand, “Never get involved with adult conversation.”

Her father smiled and kissed the side of her head, “Don’t do that again, okay?” Luna nodded. “Oki, daddy.”

He then gave Jongho a look who now had his face planted on the desk and he took a quick glance at his sister who seemed shocked by the sudden revelation. He pats Jongho in his forearm, “Since Luna caused a bit of an issue, I think letting you go with my sister wouldn’t hurt the mafia a bit.” A small smile suddenly broke out in his face, “Besides, you said that your loyalty lies within my sister. Now, prove it to me.”

“No daddy, I want to go with you!” Luna tightened her hold on her father as tears streamed down her cute little face. Seonghwa held a pained look in his face as he tried his best to not fall for his daughter’s whines. He sat her down on the seat of Jongho’s audi and wiped her face, “Baby, you’ll be seeing me in three days time again. For now be good to your mom, okay?”

Luna nodded but then she asked, “Will mommy miss you too?”

Seonghwa’s wife laughed and planted a kiss on her daughter’s cheek, “Of course baby, mommy will miss daddy too. For now, be good to uncle Jongho and entertain him as he drives us to uncle Inseong’s place, okay?” Luna agreed to her mother’s statement, already standing near the driver’s seat where Jongho and y/n silently sat.

The tension between the two of them is not awkward but it’s full of repressed feelings that haven't been let out in the air. Jongho felt y/n’s hand crawling its way to his and gave it a squeeze of reassurance that they’ll talk and Jongho felt relieved that she’s willing to do so.

Now that Seonghwa had finished his temporary farewells to his little family, he went to Jongho’s side and smiled at him, “Take care of yourselves. I want my family to come back to me alive and whole.”

Jongho gave him a sincere smile, “I will, hyung. Finish the mission safely and look after my other big brother. Yunho can be quite clumsy when he’s on a killing streak.” They both laughed at that but still got an affirmation from his boss.

With finality, Jongho started to drive away from the manor.

He first dropped off Luna and her mother to the Kim territory before driving to his penthouse that is only used for undercover purposes or for times like this. It isn’t the first time that Jongho has his life on the line hence the reason why he doesn’t abandon this penthouse despite having been obligated to live in the manor.

He safely parked his car in his reserved parking space and helped y/n with her things. They didn’t talk, but it wasn’t an awkward silence as well. They rode the elevator that led to the highest floor in the building and Jongho punched in the password. Once his access was granted, he went inside along with y/n.

The girl behind him is so fascinated, “You own a place like this, wow.”

Jongho just smiled and put their bags down in the living room, “Your brother pays well.”

“How long do we have to stay here?” She said and ran her fingers in the framed pictures of him and his family along with his friends who now play the huge part in the mafia, “I kind of just want to stay here with you.” She added and giggled at the silly photo of the Ateez affiliates, especially when her own brother looked so offended with San and Wooyoung fooling around with him in the picture.

Jongho went behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He had done this a lot of times before but his affection hits differently now, “We can stay here as long as we want but Seonghwa said the maximum is one week.”

Plenty of time to talk, y/n thought and she glanced at Jongho over her shoulder, “Tired?” She asked and played with his hair.

The other shook his head a no, “Just enjoying your presence?”

“Should we move this to the bedroom?”

Jongho kept himself at a distance after that statement and looked at her teasingly, “I thought we’re going to talk?”

Y/n looked at him in disbelief, “Get your mind out of the gutter, we’re going to talk in the bedroom.” She said and elbowed Jongho at his side, earning a yelp of pain from him. She lets out a giggled and strutted towards what she assumed as Jongho’s room, the other just following her and guiding her when she nearly entered the wrong room.

Making herself comfortable in his bed, she called out for him, “Jjongie, cuddle me.”

Jongho lets out an amused snort, “I thought we’re going to talk?”

The female just glared at him and said, “We can cuddle while talking, you fucking asshole.” She pulled her down with him and said, “Beside, right after this talk we’ll be doing this a lot more.. hopefully.”

Jongho positioned himself properly and said, “Okay, what do you want to talk about first?”

Y/n did not speak for a while until she giggled, “Remember when we were kids? You gave me the last chocolate because you don't like sweets?”

The other laughed and ran his hand through her hair, “I remembered how you squealed so loud that your parents thought I was bullying you or something.” He suddenly breaks out into a smile, “I thought I was gonna die or something but then you helped me.”

She then took his other free hand and played with it, “We spent a lot of time growing up.”

“I know, we went through a lot of pain but I think the most painful one was when your parents announced that you have to go to Paris to study.” Jongho remembers that day clearly. He remembered how he comforted y/n as she cried into his arms, not wanting to leave her best friend behind.

But Jongho assured her, despite him getting teary, that he’ll wait for her no matter how long it takes for her to come back.

Jongho’s glad he did or else he wouldn’t have her here in his arms.

“You know, y/n, every single waking day without you, I always think of you. If you’re having fun, if you’re eating well or taking care of yourself. I even thought once if you’ve started dating someone and if you did, are you happy with him?” Jongho looked down only to see her looking up at him with eyes full of adoration, “Every single day, my feelings have not faded. I always planned the day where I’m going to tell you that I want to be with you. If you decided to go back to Paris, I’m willing to go back with you.”

“Jjongie, you’re being too serious.” Y/n teased as he poked his abdomen.

“You said we’re going to talk. You know that Luna just exposed me so I figured we’re going to talk about that.” He then huffed, “That brat.”

“Hey, don’t talk about my niece like that. She’s a sweetheart.”

“Yeah but her father spoils her too much. If she’s not just cute I would’ve flicked her forehead already.”

Y/n just laughed and then suddenly squirmed. She relocated herself and straddled Jongho’s hips, “I like you too.”

Jongho smirked, “Oh yeah?”

She rolled her eyes at him, “When I said I want to have babies with you, I really mean it.”

Wanting to teased her more, Jongho urged, “Really? I thought we were just platonic flirting?”

“Choi Jongho!”

“Alright, I’m just kidding, come here.” He said and pulled her close to his chest. “From now on, I’m going to protect you with my whole being. I’ll swear on it up until the day that I die.”

“So it means you’re my boyfriend now, right?”

“It’s so lame but yes.”

Y/n just hummed contentedly and planted small kisses on his jaw, making him laugh, “If you want to give me kisses might as well do it on my li–”

He was suddenly cut off when he was silenced by a hungry kiss. He was taken aback but he reciprocated it in no time after he came up with the initial shock. His hands traveled down her waist until he reached the hem of the hoodie she was wearing, to which he figured was his, and inserted his hands inside of it where he could feel the warmth of her skin.

She whimpered in his mouth, making him tighten his hold on her waist. Jongho felt her pinch the back of his neck which prompted him to bite her lower lip.

After they ran out of air, Jongho sat her properly in the bed and asked, “Are you hungry?”

“Thank you for your service.” Jongho bowed at the cashier who gave him no interest as he carried the plastic bag that contains their cup noodles, chips, sweets and drinks. He cupped his pants and some places in his body, making sure that his weapons are well hidden and secured.

Once he deemed himself secretly armed, he immediately went out and walked towards where his car was parked only to be grabbed by a hand to which he tried to resist until he felt a blade press towards his side.

“Where is she, Choi?”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about. Who are you?”

He heard the person behind him and dug their knife deeper in his side. He felt his own skin break, followed by a sting but Jongho still refused to talk about her.

“Tell me, Jongho then I’ll spare your life.”

He did not move but either way he slightly moved away from the knife and tried to move away but the person was able to match his speed which earned him a deep gash on his side. He groaned in pain but then earned him the upper hand as he landed a solid punch on the guy’s face and pulled out his knife strapped on his thighs and pushed it deep on the person’s side until they’re bleeding themselves out.

He immediately rushed to his car, not forgetting the plastic bag and drove himself as quickly as possible back to his penthouse.

—

Y/n was just chilling in the bedroom when he heard the door harshly open, making her jump from her spot.

Curious about the commotion, she went out and saw Jongho clutching his sides and muttering curses under his breath.

“Jongho? What happened?”

The guy in question looked at her and managed a smile, “Hey,” he croaked out weakly, “I bought us food.”

She studied the man in front of her and noticed that the side he’s clutching has crimson liquid coming out of his sides. With fear and concern overcoming her senses, she dumbly asked, “Is that… is that your blood?”

Jongho still managed to let out a weak laugh, “Don't go on shock with me, baby and help me.” He said and walked slowly, “Come on, doctor y/n. Don’t go useless on me.”

Letting out a deep sigh she said, “Right. Come on, let’s bring you to the bathroom.”

—

Immediately tending to her lover’s wounds, y/n made sure to take care of her well. The adrenaline rushed out of Jongho’s body immediately knocking him out to sleep.

Sighing deeply, she stared at his peaceful face. She knows that this is one of the risks of dating Jongho. She has to face that every single day, there’s a threat in their lives and a gun pointed at their heads. But either way, when it happens, she’s willing to tend him until death.

Her stupor was broken when she heard her own phone ringing. She stared at the caller’s ID first and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that it’s her own brother calling.

“Hey, Hwa.” She greeted, a small smile making its way to y/n’s face, “Are you safe? How did it go?”

“It went successful,” Seonghwa said, triumph evident in his voice, “How are you and Jongho? You can now go home anytime. Yunho and the others were also able to eliminate the gang going after you.”

Y/n frowned as Jongho squirmed beside her and involuntarily let out a groan of pain, “I’m good but we might come home after three days. Jongho needs to rest.”

“Huh? What happened to him?”

“Got stabbed at his side and it’s quite deep. He lost some blood too, but don’t worry, I immediately tended him.”

Silence enveloped the two of them for a while until Seonghwa spoke, “Thank you y/n. I don’t know what he’ll do if you’re not there with him.”

“It’s nothing Hwa.” She smiled and then suddenly remembered something, “Oh by the way, I have something to ask you that I’ve been wanting to ever since I arrived.”

“Sure, hit me up.”

“Can I apply as the mafia’s doctor?”

“Captain Luna is speaking. Say your names, over!”

“Agent golden retriever is here, over.”

“Daddy night fury is here, over.”

“Mommy light fury is here, over!”

“Uncle mountain, over.”

“Wooyu uncle is here Captain Luna, reporting for duty!”

“Uncle Joongie here, little night light.”

“Uncle hehetmon is currently on duty!”

“Uncle Minki reporting to princess Luna for duty.”

Most of them had answered Luna from the walkie talkie but Seonghwa watched his own daughter frown and say, “Where is uncle Jelly Bear? Has anyone heard of Uncle Jelly Bear?”

There was no answer from the others and Seonghwa frowned. Jongho and y/n are supposed to be away for only a week but it’s already nearing a two, making Luna miss both of them terribly. Y/n always made sure to give him an update about Jongho’s recovery but the last few days, he received nothing.

Maybe they’re just too busy with each other.

He was cut off from his thoughts when his daughter let out a frustrated scream as her tears fell and threw the walkie talkie in her hand when she received no answer from Jongho.

Seonghwa immediately went to her side to calm her down when static signals were suddenly heard and a voice spoke, “Sorry, Uncle Jelly Bear was late but he’s home!”

Saved from another temper tantrum, Seonghwa thought as he carried Luna and talked to her, “Uncle Jjongie’s home baby, let’s go downstairs to meet them or do you want to wait for them to come up here and report to daddy?”

Luna pointed at the door and said, “Go downstairs please, daddy.”

Seonghwa smiled, “What a polite girl you are.”

The father and daughter duo immediately went downstairs just in time for them to see Jongho plant a kiss on y/n’s lips and pat her bum as he maneuvered her to the kitchen.

Luna then gasped, enough to be heard by the new couple and pointed at the two of them while looking incredulously at her dad, “Daddy, they did the thing that you and mommy do every day!”

Her father couldn’t help but laugh, “Yes baby, it’s because uncle Jongho and auntie y/n loves each other like how daddy loves your mom.”

The little girl clapped her hand excitedly and said, “Does that mean I get to have a younger cousin now?!”

Jongho tensed at the question while y/n just laughed and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at her boyfriend, “What do you say, Jongho?”

The man in question let out a pained smile, “Let’s get married first, okay?”

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fantastic-bby · 3 years

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ATEEZ vs. college

Pairing: -

Genre: Headcanon

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Swearing

Masterlist

Hongjoong

Fine arts major with performing arts minor

Has a slightly scuffed sleep schedule but it’s decent

But has a routine that he follows most of the time

Always on time for class and pays attention like his life depends on it

Gets teased by Mingi a lot

Shares an apartment with Seonghwa

Covered the apartment in cute DIYs bcs he wants to make the place more homely

Spends his money on artisan coffee at the overpriced café on campus

Teacher’s assistant

He’s very patient when it comes to tutoring students

President of the performing arts club and is usually the director for plays bcs the professor in charge trusts him a lot

Usually sticks to traditional scripts but likes to go a little bit more original whenever he feels like it

Uses the same tote bag everyday (one he made himself)

Dresses in whatever he’s made himself because he thinks they’re cute and he wants everyone to see his creations

Has to wake the others up for class he complains that it’s annoying but he still does it even though no one asks him to

Practically lives in the fine arts building bcs he’s there all the damn time until he has to go home

Finishes his assignments on time

“Hwa, is this cute?”

“Okay”

“That’s not an answer, asshole”

Seonghwa

Language and literature major

Is the only one with a good sleep schedule

Has a routine he sticks to

Never late to classes but zones out sometimes when he’s really bored

Has to wake Hongjoong up whenever he pulls all nighters studying for tests

Works at the library because it’s quiet and he moves around a lot which gives him a lot of alone time

Has to kick Yunho out a lot

Drinks expensive artisan coffee with Joong

Part of the nature club and has plants all over the apartment bcs he thinks they light up the place

Everyday is a different bag and all of them are super stylish and also seem to hold everything

Has to bring around things like tissues, bandaids, water bottles bcs he cares for his friends

Dresses well all the time even if he wakes up late

Part of the campus heartthrob line

The entire campus fawns over him even the single professors

Spends most of his time reading books wherever he’s comfortable usually the park or whatever bench is the most calming

Finishes his assignments early and submits them early

“But hyuuuuuung”

“Yunho, if you don’t get your loud ass out of here—”

Yunho

Nutrition major with a dance minor

Does not have a fixed sleep schedule, he sleeps whenever he pleases

His routine is nonexistent

He does whatever he wants whenever he wants but actually isn’t that reckless

He just doesn’t really have a routine

Late to class and also doesn’t seem to be paying attention because he’s preoccupied with a funny meme that Mingi sent him

Is usually the first to be awoken by Joong and always waits for his hyung to hang up because he doesn’t want to accidentally cut him off mid-sentence

Shares an apartment with Mingi

Drinks convenience store coffee

Sometimes he visits the library just to tease Hwa usually gets kicked out by said man because he’s being loud

Works part time at a bakery where the owner hired him because she thought he was really sweet

President of the swimming club

Has one bag for everyday use and it’s the same black backpack with random pins on it

Wears cute fuzzy sweaters when it’s not hot and wears plain t shirts when it’s too hot for sweaters

Spends his time at the swimming pool with Mingi

Finishes his assignments right before the deadline

“Yunho, darling, how long have the muffins been in the oven?”

“Uhm…”

Yeosang

Computer science major

Does not give a single flying fuck

Sleeps whenever he wants

Does whatever he wants

No one ever sees him in class but he still gets good grades

Drinks at least 4 cups of cheap coffee everyday which makes everyone wonder how his heart is still alive

Even though he sleeps at any time, he always wakes up on time and never answers Hongjoong’s morning calls because he thinks it’s funny

Shares an apartment with Wooyoung

He has a job but no one knows what it is because he’s never told anyone they just know it’s something he does online

Usually has to wake Wooyoung up

He just walks into his room and repeatedly calls his name until he wakes up leaves if Woo doesn’t wake up at all

Uses a simple black backpack with nothing on it

No one on campus really knows anything about him because he strictly sticks to his circle of friends and no one ever sees him on campus unless he’s at club events or meetings

President of the robotics club

Spends all of his time in his room when he’s not on campus

Dresses in smart casual outfits (blazers, slacks, sneakers, t shirts)

Is never seen doing his assignments but he still manages to finish them on time

“Woo, look this robot I made”

“Holy shit, that’s so cool!”

“Be careful with it!”

San

Majors in dance

Also kinda doesn’t give a fuck

Shares an apartment with Jongho

Has the most fucked up sleep schedule

He sleeps at like 7 pm right after classes and wakes up at 3 am (like his brain is programmed on another time zone)

Picks up Joong’s morning call whenever he feels like it

Comes to class on the dot but sometimes just doesn’t show up at all

President of the dance club

Drinks whatever coffee he can get his hands on

Spends most of his time in the public dance studio and sometimes rents the private rooms because he wants alone time

Dresses in t shirts and sweats because he wants to be comfy

Is part of the campus heartthrob line

The girls, the gays and the theys are in love with him and love watching him dance

Volunteers at the local pet shelter because he wants to spend time with the cats

Likes to go to invite himself into WooSang’s apartment where he bothers Yeosang who pretends he’s not there because he couldn’t care less

Doesn’t have a bag

He manhandles his laptop all over the place because he really doesn’t care that much his laptop is a beast tho it handles all the shit San puts it through

Finishes his assignments whenever he wants

“San, you should be nicer to your laptop”

“It’s fineeee”

Mingi

Medicine major

Doesn’t ever seem to sleep

Like ever

Disappears and reappears out of nowhere most of the time

Whenever he disappears, no one really knows where he is and he never picks up calls everyone thinks he’s finally sleeping

Because he’s always awake, Yunho always comes into his room to see Mingi either vibing or literally doing anything but sleep

Comes to class but is always doing something else

Prefers tea over coffee

Always picks up Joong’s morning calls and greets him really loudly just to bully him

Part of the swimming club with Yunho

Works part time at the music studio because he likes being able to use the studios when there’s no bookings

Barely has to try to get good grades bcs his brain is so sexy big

Always filled with energy

Is also really strong and quite unaware of his strength

Dresses in v casual baggy clothes and always looks really comfortable

Uses his height to tease Joong and holds his coffee above his head

Playfully wrestles Jongho regularly

Has a cute orange messenger bag that he uses all the time

Finishes his assignments minutes before the deadline

“Whoever holds their breath the longest wins”

“Mingi, we’re not five”

“I don’t care, Yun. It’s fucking fun”

Wooyoung

Culinary major

Is always asleep

Bothers Yeosang during the day

Has a very relaxed routine that he somewhat sticks to

Likes to break into Yeo’s room to bother him but usually gets a book thrown at him

Wakes up to Joong’s morning call but likes to go back to sleep afterwards

Always in class but no one knows whether or not he’s paying attention

The neighbours know when he’s laughing but he doesn’t care because he’s happy

Works part time at a café

Refuses to give discounts to any of his friends because he tells them he won’t get money that way except for Yeosang bcs he has a soft spot for his best friend

Vice president of the dance club

Dresses in casual layers (t shirts, loose button ups, jeans, sneakers)

Part of the hearthrob line

The girls, the gays and the theys love his laugh

Likes to drag San out of his apartment to do anything

Has a cute pastel backpack that he takes a lot of care of bcs he loves it

Spends most of his time in the culinary building bcs he wants to learn new recipes so that he can cook for his friends

Does his assignments last minute and has missed the deadline a couple of times

“Yeosang, try this”

“Mmm, can I spit it out?”

“You fucking—”

Jongho

Sports major with a vocal minor

Also has a decent sleep schedule

Drinks only coffee and protein

Doesn’t have a routine unless it involves him going to the gym

Early to class and pays attention most of the time

Wakes up on time so he answers Joong’s morning call just to say hi to both of his hyungs

Works as a personal trainer at the on-campus gym because he likes helping people work out

Asks San to sit on his back while he does push ups at home

The two of them are always working out together

President of the wrestling club and the entire campus absolutely fears him

Always wins wrestles against Mingi but only because he knows more technique Mingi thinks it’s not fair

His love language is aggression

Likes to playfully bully his friends to the point where even they’re slightly scared of him

Dresses casually

Has a dark blue backpack that he’s had for years and is in need of a replacement

Spends most of his time at the gym or just working out in general if he’s not practicing singing

Finishes his assignments a day before the deadline

“Make sure you’re not using your back when you’re lifting things”

“Dude, I don’t even know what muscles I use when I walk”

“You’ll figure it out”

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damoreyunho · 3 years

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Vol1 Ch1: Lights

It was a late summer's day, the blue sky above was dotted with white cotton clouds, and Hongjoong sat peacefully on a bench watching the world around him. He watched a flock of pigeons make a fuss over a piece of bread and his eyes followed them as one bird fled with it, the others following, not far behind. He could hear the laughter of families playing with their kids in the open areas of the park. From further away a faint barking sounded from the pet-friendly zone. The air was warm but not hot. A soft little breeze blew past him and some lonely strands of his hair wavered along with it.

It was the last week before summer break ended and everyone were out and about trying to make the best of their remaining free time. The city was bustling with activity as most had already returned home from their vacations. From within the park Hongjoong could barely hear the city noise. Only vaguely if he tried hard enough. On the other hand he could definitely still see it. The city. Beyond the large trees outlining the park rose tall high rise buildings. Some would probably even be considered skyscrapers. The sun's reflection on the glass covered buildings made him squint as he looked up. He closed his eyes for a moment, observing the imprints which the bright light had left in his eyes, before opening them again.

Hongjoong got up, did a little stretch and was about to move on when he noticed something. Or was it actually someone? Crouched beside a flower bed was a young man, probably around the same age as himself. His hair was ash grey with the comma style and an undercut. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans. An also black jacket was slung over his left arm.

Hongjoong approached the stranger and stood a little off to one side tilting his head slightly in attempt to see what the other was looking at. He eventually noticed Hongjoong's shadow and stood up. He was quite a bit taller than Hongjoong, but who wasn't taller than him. The eyes of the other were a beautiful smoky grey and it was obvious that his hair color had been chosen to match the eyes. The two of them stared at each other for a moment that felt too long. Hongjoong broke the slightly awkward silence first.

HJ: "Did you find anything of interest?"

???: "Not really."

The taller man glanced down at the flowers uneasily. He seemed slightly flustered by being approached so suddenly.

HJ: "My name is Hongjoong. Do you live nearby? I've not seen you around before."

Hongjoong attempted to spark a conversation between the two of them. The stranger seemed a bit hesitant before replying.

SH: "I am Seonghwa. It is my first time here, though I guess you could say I live nearby."

Seonghwa cracked a small smile. His voice was soft and slightly deep. Even though he spoke quietly, his voice did not tremble at all. It was a voice that undoubtedly held power and probably also a certain level of authority. Hongjoong could not pinpoint which type of person he might be. Could he be a CEO for some company? Maybe he was a big politician? It would definitely be some sort of leadership role though he did not know which.

Quite suddenly it felt like something had changed within Seonghwa. His eyes which had seemed somewhat distant grew warm and welcoming. It was as if they started to focus. Onto Hongjoong to be precise.

SH: "Want to join me for tea?"

Seonghwa spoke warmly and had now turned his body in the direction of a path that would lead them out of the park. Hongjoong nodded and started to walk in the direction which the other had initiated.

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The two of them had found a small cafe in which they were now seated by the window. Seonghwa had tea while Hongjoong had coffee. Hongjoong was slightly worried about the silence between the two of them but he also kind of enjoyed it. There was something comforting about Seonghwa's presence. He just couldn't figure out what.

SH: "Do you go to the park often? You seemed familiar with your surroundings."

Hongjoong adverted his gaze from the street outside to the man opposite of him.

HJ: "I go there when I feel in need for inspiration. I love watching the butterflies during the summer and feeling the warmth of the sun."

SH: "Inspiration?"

Seonghwa's voice was encouraging Hongjoong to continue talking. And he did.

HJ: "I'm an artist in my free time. I like to design my own clothes and accessories."

He stretched out one leg from under the table and tilted his foot to the side. On his shoes were some writing in Hangul, hand-painted onto the sides of them. Seonghwa admired the work for some time before finally looking back at Hongjoong.

SH: "They are really beautiful. You have a unique style."

HJ: "Thank you. I also designed my own phone case!"

Hongjoong could feel the happiness within him. It was so nice to have someone listen and admire something you had put a lot of care and effort into. He held out his phone to Seonghwa who gently accepted the item with his right hand. On the case were two butterflies neatly painted in turquoise. The background was a simple dark blue, nearly black sky with a few white sprinkles for stars.

SH: "Do you like the night?"

Seonghwa's admiration for Hongjoong's work was very apparent. Hongjoong couldn't help but smile proudly.

HJ: "Most butterflies go to sleep during the night. But the stars will always be beautiful. Sadly the light from the city obscures the stars most of the time."

SH: "The butterflies may go to sleep, but this makes way for the moths."

Seonghwa handed the phone back to Hongjoong. He looked as if he was going to add something else. One short thought later he continued.

SH: "I can show you the stars. If you are interested of course."

Hongjoong stared intriguingly at Seonghwa.

HJ: "You can really do that? But we would have to leave for a place outside the city. I don't think there's enough time. I have work tomorrow."

He let out a sigh of dismay. He had seen the stars before, but he did not have a lot of money and he had to work if he wanted to save up money to travel.

SH: "It is not far from here. I do not think it will interfere with any plans you might have."

Seonghwa's voice had perked up at this conversation. His emotions were not easy to read as he did not show many expressions. During the short time Hongjoong had known him, Seonghwa had only shown his resting expression and soft smiles. His composure resembled royalty a lot. At this point Hongjoong was certain that he had met a significant person. Suspicions of him being an actor arose. Of course every muscle in his face was under control if he were an actor.

SH: "Do I have something on my face?"

Hongjoong's mind jerked back into reality. He had been staring mindlessly at Seonghwa while deep in thought.

HJ: "Ah no! I'm sorry. I was thinking about something."

He laughed awkwardly feeling his cheeks heat up. Whilst watching Seonghwa pay for their drinks, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful his hands were. They were not big but they were slender and elegant. One single ring adorned the middle finger of his right hand. Hongjoong got up before Seonghwa and headed for the exit. Seonghwa followed not far behind.

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The sun had set not long ago. The sky was now deep orange to the west, purple above and deep blue to the east. Hongjoong was walking along the park road beside a man he had just met that same day. Why he had agreed to join Seonghwa for a walk in the middle of the night, he did not know. But Seonghwa seemed genuine and Hongjoong disliked limiting himself because of distrust. The two of them stepped off the pavement and onto a path that would lead them into the depths of the park.

HJ: "So... How will you be able to show me the stars? The park is isolated but we're still in the middle of a huge city."

SH: "Just wait."

Hongjoong was unsure if he had heard a smile in Seonghwa's voice or it was just his imagination. He discreetly searched the other's face for any clues of his intentions but did not learn anything. Had it been a bad idea to go through with this? There was still time to turn back if he wanted to. Hongjoong's doubt made the rhythm of his walking irregular for a moment. But the moment was long enough for Seonghwa to notice. He halted and looked at Hongjoong.

SH: "It is alright. We are nearly there."

He smiled and turned his gaze from Hongjoong towards a smaller path that lead off the main path and into an overgrowth of trees and bushes. Hongjoong let Seonghwa take the lead down the path and followed behind. It wasn't long before the trees had blocked out all the city lights.

HJ: "I can't see anything."

Hongjoong walked slowly and took small steps to avoid falling over when he suddenly felt a hand clasp around his left wrist. Upon instinct he tried to pull away. The hand held him firmly but not harshly.

SH: "It is not far. I will lead you."

Hongjoong heard no concern in Seonghwa's voice.

HJ: " How can you see? And how can I trust you? We're in the middle of a dark park all alone. This feels very deceptive."

Before Seonghwa could reply, they stepped out and into a clearing. It was still dark, but it was bright enough for Hongjoong to make out the contour of a lake. Seonghwa let go of Hongjoong's wrist.

SH: "We have arrived."

Hongjoong looked up at the sky but saw nothing but the crescent moon.

SH: "Try looking down."

A smirk was apparent in his voice as he spoke. Hongjoong hesitantly approached the lakeside. He felt on edge with Seonghwa behind him but as long as he could hear that Seonghwa didn't move, he felt fairly safe. As Hongjoong neared the waters edge he saw it. In the water were countless lights. He looked up at the sky then at the water and then back again. No stars were visible in the sky, yet the surface reflected a hemisphere full of stars. Hongjoong spun around to face Seonghwa expecting him to have moved. He hadn't.

HJ: "How is this possible? How can I see the reflections of stars that aren't visible?"

His voice was filled with both awe and wonder.

SH: "The lake is filled with magical creatures that light up the lake. They feast tonight and the fires of their large ovens can be seen as the brightest lights."

Hongjoong looked at Seonghwa with an expression that told him to be serious. And for the first time since they had met, Seonghwa's composure faltered and he let out a soft giggle.

SH: "I am sorry. I do not know why this lake reflects the stars even though they cannot be seen in the sky. My best guess is that there is something in the water that allows it to reflect light in a certain way. Either that or there are insects or bugs with luminescent bodies."

HJ: "The lights don't seem to move so it's probably the first option."

The two of them were quiet and Hongjoong turned back to the water to look at the lights.

HJ: "Would you not want to see it too? Come join me."

He waved his hand in a motion that invited Seonghwa to join him but Seonghwa simply shook his head and stayed back.

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Besides the moon, the sky was now completely dark. Seonghwa had agreed to walk Hongjoong to his exit of the park.

HJ: "Thank you for showing me that. It was really beautiful. I had no idea that lake was even there."

SH: "The path is vey hard to find. I am almost certain that no one knows about it. I accidentally stumbled upon it when looking through the park one evening."

HJ: "What were you even looking for when we met. You were almost sitting in a flower bed."

SH: "Ah. I was primarily admiring the colourful flowers but I was also searching for something. I did not find anything though."

They observed each other shortly, before Seonghwa spoke again.

SH: "It is late. You should go home and get some sleep. I remember you said you have work tomorrow."

HJ: "Yeah. Sadly. Thank you for a nice day though."

He hesitated before proceeding.

HJ: "Do you think we could exchange numbers? I'd love to see you again."

SH: "I- Yes. I would love to see you again too. Actually. I think I will be around in the park quite often from now on. Come by and we might meet again."

Hongjoong noticed how Seonghwa avoided the question but he let it pass. He was probably not comfortable enough to share his number yet. They had just met that same day after all.

HJ: "Yes. I will definitely come by. I'll see you soon."

Both men moved but neither knew what they wanted to do. They were not familiar enough for a hug but waving whilst standing face to face would be weird too. It was really awkward but Seonghwa eventually stepped back and bid the final goodbye. Hongjoong watched him walk off back into the park. And as Seonghwa walked away he could not help but notice how beautiful he looked as the moonlight lit up his tall figure.

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First time posting on tumblr. Let’s see how this goes XD

↓ these are the shoes Hongjoong designed. Both in this story and in real life

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uncommoncold · 4 years

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Anticipation

Summary: Yeosang teases Professor Seonghwa in class, will he be able to accept his punishment?

Word Count: 5k

Content Warnings: Dom Professor Seonghwa, Sub Yeosang, Teasing, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Pain, Cock & Ball Torture, Anal Sex

It had been three weeks since Yeosang began his relationship with Professor Park Seonghwa. It seemed that Seonghwa was taking the greatest of care with him and he appreciated it. Yeosang never thought that he would call someone who was teaching him the ways of dominance and submission gentle but he was. Seonghwa truly cared about what he wanted, what he thought, what he felt. He was slowly discovering an entirely different side of life, of sex, of himself.

It felt like every minute spent with him was a series of firsts. Even things that he thought he knew and understood were cast in an entirely different light when they were together. Yet for all of the sexual play and conversation, he found he just plain enjoyed the older man’s company. They talked about their lives, their families, about anything and everything, no subject was off limits, there were no taboos. He had never had a relationship that was so open and honest.

For all the openness of their relationship, there was one thing that had been promised that had yet to happen. Seonghwa had said that he would fuck him, ‘eventually’ but had yet to make a move in that direction. Before Seonghwa, he had never even considered dating a man, let alone being fucked by one but now that he was of a mind, the more time that passed the more he thought about it. The more he thought about it, the more the tangle of emotions surrounded it swirled. He was nervous, excited, more than a little scared. He was conditioned to think so many different things and being innocent of that experience, he didn’t know what was true. He had asked if it felt good and Seonghwa had tied him up and tortured him by playing with him for the next couple of hours. He had used nothing but his fingers and presence and he had been driven to the brink and beyond.

But fingers were not a cock and it was Seonghwa’s cock he was afraid of. It was the act in the abstract but despite it all, he wanted it, he wanted Park Seonghwa. He wanted everything that Seonghwa could and would give him. He was greedy for it.

Yeosang checked the time, shit he was late. It was Friday and today was his class with his entirely too sexy Professor. He tossed his bowl into the sink, grabbed his books and darted out of his apartment at breakneck speed.

He was starting to think he should drop the class he had before Park Seonghwa’s because it never failed, he just could not focus in that class. He always spent the entire class anticipating seeing the man he was rapidly becoming obsessed with. They spent weekends together, he would go with Seonghwa to his home on Friday’s after class and then he would stay with him the entire weekend until Monday, when they would find their own ways to school. The days between Monday and Friday he spent at his apartment and though he didn’t see him at school, they texted and talked. Before bed, they would chat via video and he would cum for Seonghwa.

He only had the rest of this year before he graduated, he wasn’t sure what would happen after that. They had only been together three weeks but he was already imagining a future with the man. He told himself that he should try to rein in his imagination but that was hard to do. Apart from the fact that Park Seonghwa was the most beautiful person physically, he had ever known, he was caring, sweet, funny, kind, gentle, sensual, cruel, sexual, and deeply passionate. He was, in fact, everything Yeosang wanted in a partner. He didn’t know how his professor felt but he knew for himself, he could easily see himself falling in love with him. They had only been together three weeks. He kept telling himself that, only three weeks, only three weeks. He was trying hard to keep his emotions in check but it was hard to not let himself be swept away. As Seonghwa always said, there was no need to rush, they had all the time in the world.

As per usual, he spent the entirety of Professor Han Joonwoo’s class thinking about Professor Park Seonghwa. When the class was over, he only realized because someone asked him to move so they could get out of the row. He was going to have to get himself under control or else he wouldn’t graduate and he wanted very much to graduate. Once he graduated, he wouldn’t have to worry about Park Seonghwa being caught in a relationship with one of his students. While there was a little thrill to being caught, the idea of the man losing his job was a lot less thrilling. The rather cynical thought had occurred to him that perhaps Seonghwa liked dating his students. So he had asked him but in a somewhat mystified tone, he had said that he had never dated a student before and then he had just given Yeosang a lingering look of sheer puzzlement before kissing him. Yeosang hadn’t been quite sure what to make of it.

It was with a good deal of vexation that Yeosang walked into class. For once, Seonghwa was seated behind his desk when he arrived. He was the first student and he felt a little thrill at being alone with him even for those few precious moments. He took the long way to his seat, walking past Seonghwa’s desk. Their eyes met and they shared a little smile. There was no time for anything else, there was no telling when another student would arrive. Seonghwa grasped Yeosang’s fingers as he passed, giving them a brief squeeze. Yeosang’s entire body awakened at that small touch. It wasn’t fair, the effect that Seonghwa had on him. He desperately wanted to say something to him but as he turned to do so, the door opened and another student walked in.

Yeosang gave her a look of absolute disgruntlement before he took his seat. His phone buzzed and he glanced at it. “You look so angry with poor Han Jisoo.”

He looked up and saw Seonghwa smiling as he looked at his phone screen. “I would almost think you wanted something more than to talk? Were you hoping I’d bend you over my desk and force my cock down your throat?”

Oh fuck. Yeosang felt himself harden, god that image… What would all the other students think if they saw their professor face fucking him? He liked the idea of all of those eyes on him but only belonging to Seonghwa.

He met Seonghwa’s amused gaze before Seonghwa put his phone down and looked back at the papers he was reading when Yeosang came in.

Yeosang chewed on the inside of his cheek, he was feeling suddenly more than a little vindictive. Okay, fine, if that was what Professor Park wanted, then that was how he would play. He had the distinct feeling he was going to get in trouble for what he was planning but honestly, he didn’t care - not right then.

It wasn’t long before the last of the students took their seats. Professor Park stepped up to the podium in the front of the class. He was giving a lecture today and Yeosang couldn’t help smiling as he watched. Yeosang let his thoughts go and let his mind wander. His eyes drifted over Seonghwa as he spoke, picturing his long lean body, the way his honey skin glistened as he sweat. He remembered the look of hunger on his face as Yeosang begged him to suck his cock. He couldn’t be sure of the expression on his own face but it was enough to catch Seonghwa’s eye. He did a double take as his eyes skimmed the faces in the class as he spoke.

Seonghwa tried very hard not to let his eyes linger on Yeosang or any one student too long. But what in the hell was he doing? He saw him relax back into his seat before he forced himself to look away. When he looked back, he would have sworn he was jerking off. The look on his face was practically indecent. He started to lean against the podium and his elbow missed it, making for a completely inelegant spectacle. A few of the students laughed, he couldn’t even give Yeosang a warning look. He was glad for the podium because he was rock hard and he was sure that it would show in his far too fitted jeans. Yeosang gave him a sultry smile as his arm flexed as he stroked. It was the longest lecture of his life, even as he cut it short. He spent far too long staring at Yeosang who even after he came, kept playing with himself, just to torture his professor. He very nearly lost his composure when Yeosang lifted his fingers to his lips and very slowly and deliberately licked them.

As soon as class was over, he had to wait until the last student left. Yeosang left almost as soon as he dismissed them, because of course he had. He couldn’t get over the image of him licking his own cum from his fingers to tease him. As such, he was still hard. Oh the things he was going to do to that beautiful, wicked boy.

Yeosang didn’t dare go to Professor Park’s office after class, oh no. He didn’t even wait by his car as he sometimes did. Instead, he went directly to his house. While Seonghwa had been gentle with him, he had shown flashes of cruelty. That cruelty thrilled him just as much as his gentler nature. He had the distinct feeling that he was going to be facing the far more cruel side of him. He might have gone just a little too far. Once he started thinking about him though, it had been impossible to stop. He had even been tempted to just go home and not meet him at all but even though he knew he was in trouble, he was dying of anticipation. What exactly would his lover do to him? He wanted to know, he wanted it… whatever it would be.

He checked the time, Seonghwa should be home soon. Yeosang let himself in and took a shower. He didn’t bother putting anything on afterward. That had been one of their agreements, he didn’t wear clothes when they were there together. He still wasn’t entirely comfortable being naked all of the time but he loved being naked in front of Seonghwa. He looked at himself in the mirror, he remembered doing it once before with Seonghwa standing behind him. God he was getting hard again as he remembered those hands on him, the velvet of his lover’s voice in his ear.

He walked over and checked his phone. There was a message, “Where are you?”

He picked up the phone and started to type when he heard someone pulling up in the drive. He peeked out of the window and saw Seonghwa’s silver Jag. His stomach twisted into knots as the full realization of what he had done and the position he had put himself into settled on him. Oh boy. He was in trouble.

Seonghwa sat in his car for a lingering moment, checking his phone to see if Yeosang answered. Was he hiding from him? Surely he wouldn’t have gone through that in class if he was just planning on hiding from him. There was still no answer. He got out of the car and a movement in one of the upper floor windows caught his eye. Seonghwa smiled to himself and headed into the house. He took his time, now that he knew where he was, he was content to wait. He got something to drink and put his things away. He slowly made his way up to the stairs, letting Yeosang’s trepidation and anticipation build. He had to know what he was doing would have repercussions.

He took a shower and changed his clothes. At long last, he knocked on the door to Yeosang’s room. There was no answer. He opened it and he was nowhere to be seen. He went to the playroom and found Yeosang there, waiting for him on his knees. He was naked and beautifully hard. Seonghwa smiled. “You are a very, very bad boy and you know it don’t you?”

Yeosang licked his lips nervously. It really had seemed like a great idea at the time and now he was questioning his earlier decision. He nodded his head. “I guess I just wanted to know you noticed me.”

“I noticed you stroking your cock for me. I noticed you licking your cum from your fingers. I noticed you being every bit the whore in public. What if someone had seen you?”

“But no one did, no one but you.” Yeosang bit his lips together.

“You’re lucky…” He walked over to Yeosang. “Stand up.”

Yeosang stood up as he was bid. “Do you remember when I asked you what you would do if I hurt you?”

Yeosang nodded, his stomach twisted and his heart picked up its pace.

“I’m going to hurt you Yeosang. Not these…” He gestured to the cabinet of whips and crops that he had shown him before. “I’m just going to use my hands to hurt you and I will make you scream. Are you ready for that baby?”

God he loved it when he called him baby, he only did it when he was aroused and he didn’t have to look to see that he was now but there was something else, there was an edge he hadn’t seen before and it was razor sharp. It threatened to cut him to ribbons but he wanted to dance on that razor’s edge. He let out a slow shuddering breath, he was terrified. Would he be able to take it? Could he do this? Had he gone too far?

Seonghwa closed the distance between them. He reached out and ran his fingers through Yeosang’s hair, down over his face, cupping his cheek. His thumb caressing over his cheekbone. “Do you want me to bind you or do you think you can take it?”

“I-” This all felt very serious now. The comforting sweetness of that touch belied his words. “I don’t know.”

“Are you scared?”

The look in Seonghwa’s normally warm eyes was dark and dangerous. Yeosang nodded, “Yes.”

“You should be.” Suddenly, Seonghwa’s hand slipped back to fist in Yeosang’s hair, pulling him into a punishing kiss. Yeosang whimpered as his hair was pulled, it wasn’t the first time and he found he liked it when Seonghwa pulled his hair. But what he promised was something else entirely. He raised his hands to his lover’s chest, for a moment he thought about pushing him away but instead his shaking hands closed on the material, clinging to him. Seonghwa drew away, biting Yeosang’s bottom lip and down his chin and the front of his throat. His tongue trailed lower and he bit a nipple. A sharp pain shot through him only to be soothed a moment later by his tongue.

He could see the fear in Yeosang’s eyes. He could feel it in his body, every muscle was tight. He looked down at the hands that were fisted in his shirt and he smiled, leaning to give his lips a little lick. “It might be easier for you if I tie you up.”

Yeosang nodded as Seonghwa moved about taking things out of one of the cupboards. He laid them out so Yeosang could see them before he put them on. He bound his lower arms and wrists into a pair of arm cuffs and hooked them together. He placed him on his knees and placed a spreader bar between them. He bound his wrists to his ankles to keep him leaned back with his cock forward. “You’re still hard.” Seonghwa commented as he caressed Yeosang’s cock. He was such a beautiful man he felt he could look at him displayed like this forever but he wanted more. He had kept the darker side of his nature largely at bay the last few weeks but he wanted to hurt him. He needed to hurt him.

Seonghwa’s hands drifted almost lovingly over Yeosang’s body, caressing over every inch. “Did you like watching me struggling today?”

Yeosang swallowed and bit his bottom lip. How was he supposed to answer that? It wasn’t just that Seonghwa was struggling, that he didn’t enjoy. It was why he was struggling that he liked. “I like that you were having a hard time because you wanted me.”

“Mm…” He honestly wouldn’t have thought he could have come up with an answer that he would have liked but he liked that answer. He couldn’t help smiling. “You always surprise me. What is it you wanted?”

“I wanted …” He was a little embarrassed to say it but he forced himself to say it anyway. “I wanted you to do what you said in your text. I wanted you to take me and use me in front of the class. I wanted them to watch you fucking my throat while I belonged only to you.”

Seonghwa bowed his head and bit Yeosang’s earlobe, then dragged his teeth down over the side of his neck, biting again. Almost immediately a red mark bloomed and Yeosang inhaled sharply at the mix of pleasure and pain. “You belong to me?”

Yeosang nodded. “Yes, I’m yours.”

God the things he did to him, his words were so innocent but he craved them. Seonghwa’s fingers wrapped around Yeosang’s cock. “You say you belong to me but you came, in class without my permission, didn’t you? You say you belong to me but you stroked this gorgeous cock for yourself…” He squeezed as he stroked and Yeosang winced and tried to pull away as it became too much for comfort.

“Don’t pull away from me.” His voice was dark as he hissed against Yeosang’s ear.

“I am curious…” Seonghwa’s tone was a little lighter, “Do you want me to hurt you? Do you want to hurt for me?”

“I …” He struggled with how to phrase it. He wasn’t sure he wanted the pain exactly but he wanted to give his pain to Seonghwa. “I want… I want to give it to you.”

“Oh you beautiful boy…” Seonghwa’s lips closed on his and he kept up stroking, keeping a constant cycle of pleasure and pain. He would stroke him and then he would squeeze. He would stroke and then he would slap. He would stroke and then he would flick. Yeosang’s legs shook violently as they fought to hold him upright. He never knew when the pain would come but the pleasure was constant. Then Seonghwa flicked his balls and he screamed.

The pain was so sharp, so intense, and so unexpected but he didn’t want him to stop. It was all so confused in his head, in his body. “Please…”

“Do you want me to stop?”

He hesitated before he answered, “No… don’t stop.”

“Do you want to cum?”

Now there was no hesitation, “Yes.”

“You’re going to cum for me after I hurt you…” Seonghwa flicked again and Yeosang made a choking sound as he shook, breathing rapidly through clenched teeth.

“Yes. Oh… S-Seong- fuck please.”

“Cum for me.” He reached around sliding his finger inside him, finding that perfect spot as he stroked. “Come on baby, cum for me.”

Yeosang pressed back against the fingers that pressed into him, between the hand on his cock and the fingers deep inside he rocked. White lightning blinded him and he cried out. He felt he was being turned inside out his orgasm was so violent. Seonghwa unhooked his wrists from each other and from his ankles, pulling him forward into a tender embrace, kissing him over and over again. “Oh you did so good baby.”

“I’m so proud of you.”

Warm arms held him safe and secure. He kept his eyes closed with his cheek pressed against Seonghwa’s shoulder, as he felt the bindings removed. “Do you think you can walk?”

“Mm…” Yeosang didn’t want to go anywhere. He wanted to stay just where he was, wrapped in his lover’s arms. Seonghwa didn’t rush him but he did eventually coax him to his feet. He found himself bathed and pampered. Seonghwa talked to him but he felt like a blissful haze had descended over and around him. It was hard to explain but he was loath to leave it’s sheltering comfort. When it finally started to clear, he found himself in bed with Seonghwa spooning him. It was the first time Seonghwa had lain in his bed with him. The sun had long since set and he was hungry.

At some point Seonghwa had ordered food and as they ate, he fed him bites. He felt absolutely adored. He had to admit to himself, he loved every last minute of it.

“How do you feel?” Seonghwa asked as he reached over to wipe a bit of sauce from the edge of his mouth.

Yeosang smiled and ducked his head down shyly before peeking back up, “I feel … wonderful. I don’t remember ever being quite this happy.”

Their eyes met for a lingering moment before Seonghwa looked away. He thought he was done with feeling like this. He really did. He didn’t think it was possible that his heart would ever mend but had it? He could see himself loving this amazing man. But he was just so fucking afraid. It had been so long since he had opened his heart up to someone but maybe … maybe with Kang Yeosang…

They laid in bed and just talked, touching and petting. Yeosang opened Seonghwa’s shirt and dragged his lips over his smooth skin. It was just so perfect and silken beneath his lips. He desperately wanted to make him cum but for some reason, Seonghwa demurred. He seemed content to just touch and hold one another. It was just after midnight when he slipped out of bed. “You should get some sleep.”

“Do you have to go?” Yeosang asked as he tried to keep the pout from his voice.

“You need sleep and you won’t get sleep if I stay. Kiss me goodnight.”

Yeosang scooted over to the edge of the bed and caught Seonghwa’s hand and kissed his palm as he usually did before kissing his lips. Seonghwa stood up and for a long time just stared down at Yeosang, the expression on his face utterly inscrutable. At long last, “Good night, sleep well.”

Even with Seonghwa gone, Yeosang was finding it impossible to sleep. He flipped and flopped, twisted and turned. He couldn’t get the man out of his mind. He wanted . Maybe he was selfish but he wanted to lay beside him even if he couldn’t sleep. He sat up and punched his pillow before laying back down and sitting back up two minutes later. There was only one thing to do, he got out of bed and opened the bedroom door, walking purposefully across the hall to Seonghwa’s room. He lifted his hand to knock but stopped.

What if he was sleeping?

What if he just didn’t want him in his bed? In his room?

Yeosang leaned forward to rest his head on the cool wooden door. No sooner did his forehead make contact that he found himself falling forward into Seonghwa’s arms. Seonghwa looked just as surprised as he was to find him there.

Seonghwa didn’t say a word, he just pulled him up into an open mouthed kiss. He pulled him forward toward the bed, kicking the door closed behind them. As they stood beside the bed, Seonghwa pulled away enough to whisper against his lips, “If you come into my bed, I will fuck you. Do you want that?”

Did he want that? He kissed Seonghwa, “Yes…” he breathed. “Fuck me.”

“Lay down.”

Everything seemed suddenly surreal as he laid down on Seonghwa’s bed. As his head hit the pillow, he was enveloped in his scent. This was his bed. The sheets were thrown back from where Seonghwa had gotten up. His lover stood over him watching him silently. Yeosang took his hand and held it, coaxing him down to join him.

“I know you’re nervous.” Seonghwa said. “Everytime I mention it, you tense up. Are you sure you want it?”

“I want you. I want all of you and that’s the last thing I have to fear. I don’t want to fear it anymore, I just want to be with you.” Yeosang spoke from the heart. He never had any reason to hide with Seonghwa and he wasn’t going to hide from this… he wasn’t sure he could ever be ready but he wanted it and that would have to be enough.

“You keep doing that to me…” Seonghwa said almost to himself before he nodded and reached to pull off his clothes. Yeosang watched enraptured as he peeled off first his shirt and then his pajama pants. It wasn’t the first time seeing him naked but it struck him again just how perfect he was, just how breathtaking he was. He pulled himself together enough to take off his own clothes. When he lay back down, it was with Seonghwa laying over him, slipping easily between his thighs. He lavished his lips, face, and chest with kisses, moving down over him.

For the first time, Seonghwa’s lips wrapped around his cock and he jolted, his hips rising up off the bed. He wasn’t sure if it just felt that good or if it was simply that unexpected. His mouth traveled lower, tongue bathing his balls and even lower still. The flick of the man’s tongue against his ass drew a startled cry from him. Seonghwa peeked up at him with an almost mischievous grin before dipping back down. He reached up to his bedside table and pulled a small bottle out. He slicked Yeosang before returning to his cock.

Slowly, he worked his fingers into him, fucking him with his fingers, stretching, opening him as he lapped and sucked. Yeosang writhed beneath the lurid onslaught. He couldn’t think, he just melted beneath his lover’s attentions. He was sure he was losing his mind. Helpless pleas fell from his lips as Seonghwa finally moved over him. “Last chance…”

“Fuck me Seonghwa, please.”

He felt him then, the insistent pressure, stretching him, filling him. He automatically tightened up.

“Shh… Just feel me.”

Yeosang nodded and tried to force himself to relax. Seonghwa rocked against him, as he leaned to claim his lips. How Yeosang loved his lips, soft, sensual, he nibbled at them letting himself be consumed. Then all at once, he was inside . Yeosang gasped at the realization he arched up against him, he felt so much fuller. He felt … whole.

Seonghwa searched his face and smiled, “I’m fucking you.”

“It… I like it. I love your cock in me.” Yeosang wrapped his legs around his lover’s narrow hips and fucked back up against him.

Seonghwa groaned and stared into Yeosang’s eyes as he fucked him. It had been so long, he had forgotten. “Are you going to cum for me?” he asked as Yeosang’s body tightened rhythmically around him.

Yeosang nodded, “If you’ll let me.”

“You can cum for me, you can cum on my cock. I’m going to cum inside you, fill you up.”

God his words just slithered right into his brain and possessed him. His thrusts became more erratic. Seonghwa’s fingers wrapped around him and in seconds, he found himself hurtling from the precipice on which he had been teetering. His cum shot up between them. Seonghwa released his cock and grabbed his hips, fucking deeply, slamming against him. He could feel the pulsing of his cock as he came, spilling his seed inside of him. Even that little thought, he had Seonghwa’s cum inside of him, thrilled him to his core.

Seonghwa slipped out of him to move beside him, wrapping him up in his arms. He was still panting, trying to catch his breath. He wrapped his arms around him and rested his head on his shoulder. He had the feeling something monumental had just happened between them but was hard pressed to say what it was exactly. Cool lips pressed to his sweaty forehead. He was falling in love with Park Seonghwa and he was helpless to stop it. He decided not to think about it, not right then. He just wanted to enjoy the feeling of their naked bodies together. “Can I sleep here?”

Seonghwa chuckled and squeezed him, “Do you want to sleep here from now on when you stay?”

“Please.”

“Then we’ll move your things in here tomorrow.”

Yeosang lifted his head to look at Seonghwa. “You mean it?”

He nodded, “Yes.”

Yeosang held up his pinky to Seonghwa who laughed as he took it with his own. They stamped their thumbs together and Seonghwa pulled Yeosang further until their lips touched. “That’s a promise then.”

Yeosang settled back down into his lover’s arms and fell almost instantly and blissfully asleep. Seonghwa would have ushered him out of bed for a shower and to change the sheets if he had his druthers but he couldn’t bring himself to rouse him. He looked so peaceful. His own thoughts were much less so. He hadn’t planned on this. He hadn’t planned on any of it and he planned everything.

Maybe he needed Se-Ra to talk some sense into him. God knew he seemed to have little of it where Yeosang was concerned. He had taken his innocence and he planned on taking more. Could he really let himself love him? Could he stop it from happening? All he knew was that he didn’t want to let him go, not now, not ever. He watched him sleeping, reaching to brush a lock of hair from his forehead. “Ah Kang Yeosang… the things you do to me. Sleep well, my beautiful boy.” Seonghwa leaned back and closed his eyes.

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ditch & confess | san

— TYPE: fluff, requested

— WORD COUNT: 1.6k

— SYNOPSIS: you went to dinner with ateez, and left with just san.

— MESSAGE: Can I request a San scenario where you’re out with Ateez on dinner and then he gets you out of the restaurant and takes you on a walk and confesses? Hope you like the plot, thank you!

— AUTHOR’S MESSAGE: AGH this is such a cute idea~~ please enjoy this scenario!! thank you for requesting this!!

once upon a time, san told a girl that they - meaning ateez - wanted to take her out to dinner, of course as friends. feast on a meal as if tomorrow is non-existent, tell jokes and laugh out loud like nobody was in the same restaurant as them.

but san had other plans.

and no one knows of the said plans other than san. of course, he doesn’t want anyone including his friends/members ruining the moment for him. and in case they do, he devised a plan that’s pretty much straight forward;

ditch his friends and go to the han river.

han river? why han river? because the restaurant was near the popular river. and he thought that tops everything off. san smiled to himself in his room, ears plugged with his earphones as he blasted his favorite song, blocking everyone and everything from his own little bubble.

it was hours before dinner, so he decided to work on the details of his plans. he wanted to be in his best outfit, not too extravagant but definitely something that could beat hongjoong’s outfit for the night. hongjoong was one great fashionista, he could work an outfit that no one else could pull off.

“hyung, do you think i could layer this red hoodie with a white shirt or black?” san asked, holding his red hoodie over a white shirt before transitioning to black. hongjoong looked at him with a confused look before his face warped in concentration as he made his decision.

“white would look nice if you’re pairing it with black jeans,” he said, turning off his phone. san nodded, keeping note of what his older member told him and retreating back to his room.

“he said white would look nice.. if i pair it with black jeans..” san muttered, placing a hand on the handle of his drawer and pulling it open to glance through his jeans. but should i wear the one with chains or just plain black? “hyung! with chains or without!?”

“without!”

“alright, without chains it is then,” san mumbled, pulling out his black jeans. he began to lay them out on his bed, nodding and smiling. “thanks, hyung!”

they met with the girl they wanted to take out at the restaurant, and san could not contain his excitement. though he had to keep it lowkey, otherwise the members would tease him relentlessly and ruin the moment. san was concerned about the perfect moment.

they waited for the girl, and decided they’d wait for her inside and at their table. san kept looking at the door, he tried to do it secretly but at least one member caught him constantly glancing the the entrance. “why do you keep looking over there?”

“i’m watching people come in,” san responded to jongho, who believed what he said and went back to his phone. san was too antsy to even browse through his sns, and he wanted to be the first one to greet the girl. please come in, please come in..

and there she came. she looked gorgeous, like the entire world had stopped and san’s world definitely stopped the millisecond she walked through the entrance doors. she wore something simple, but it really made her look a hundred times more gorgeous in his eyes - but who was he kidding? she’s always been gorgeous in his eyes.

“y/n! you made it!”

“hey! i wouldn’t miss a night with the boys,” she responded, giving them all a hug. san hugged her, but he made sure he didn’t hug her for too long and not too tight. it would come off too strong.

san had known y/n since he was a trainee, as she was a trainee herself before quitting to focus on her health and focus on other things. her and the members remained friends, having to know each other and practically were close before debut. san was the only one who ever developed a crush on her, and to think that his feelings never went away was a shocker to him. maybe she was the one for him.

“you look great,” yunho said, sitting back down to his chair. y/n smiled at him, nodding her head as an acknowledgement of his compliment. seonghwa did the honors of pulling the chair for her and pushing her in, something the boys ended up groaning about. seonghwa smiled before returning to his seat, which was right next to her. “what have you been up to lately? we missed you!”

the waitress who had been serving them returned with an extra ice-cold water for y/n, pulling out her list to take their orders. san decided to stay quiet until he gets the chance to talk to his crush without being continuously disrupted by any of the members, or until y/n decides to talk to him. either way works for him.

the waitress left, and they were finally free to talk to each other. san admired her from across the table, eyes tracing her own pretty eyes, to her cute nose and kissable lips. how much prettier can she get at this point? she was breathtaking! san doesn’t know if he can get through with his plan. he was already beginning to get nervous.

“san! how have you been?” y/n asked, turning her attention to san which also brought the rest of their attention. san gulped a little, sitting up straight in his chair and clearing his voice. “i haven’t heard from you.”

“yeah, you’re being awfully quiet,” hongjoong suddenly said. “that’s not like you at all.”

“y/n, wanna go to the han river?” san suddenly asked, his words delaying its registration in his brain. he only realized what he said when he saw the boys’ and her expressions to what he said. they either think his invitation was fucked up because they were leaving them, or he finally grew a pair and asked someone to go out somewhere. “i’m sorry.”

“don’t be,” y/n responded with a smile. san nodded, mentally beating himself up for jeopardizing his chance of confessing his feelings to her. maybe if he kept it bottled up (like he always does), his feelings would go away. maybe if he tried hard enough. “let’s go.”

they both earned groans and complaints, but san got up from his chair fast and so did y/n. “just- come back before eleven!” hongjoong called after san, sitting down in his chair and let out a huff. “he’s growing up fast.”

han river was walking distance from the restaurant, and san specifically suggested the restaurant and got everyone to agree to attend the restaurant. the boys felt like fools, having to realize that san only suggested the restaurant so he could ditch them with y/n. but who’s the bigger fool? they got to eat the best meal yet.

“why’d you want to go to han river?” she asked, pulling her hoodie over her head and immediately stuffing her hands in the pocket. san mirrored the same movement. “it was warm back there.”

“i don’t know,” he lied. “i just haven’t been to the river. that’s all.”

oh the lies he told. he wasn’t sure if y/n bought his lies, but they began talking on the way to their destination to melt the awkwardness between them. he learned that while she was gone, she had been taking her time getting to know herself and finding out the things that she likes to do, as if she was her own stranger. “it’s kind of why i don’t have a boyfriend, yet.”

“ah,” san nodded, at this point lost. he wasn’t sure whether he should still confess, after hearing such things from his crush. but he wanted to be with her, and wanted to have her to himself even if time and his schedules were the the two major things that could hinder their relationship from progressing. “take your time.”

san must have forgotten how beautiful the river was at night. it was breathtaking, just like how he felt seeing y/n for the first time an hour prior to this alone moment. he began taking pictures, asking y/n if he could take pictures of her, even promising to take the best picture where she’d find herself pretty. although to himself, anything that she’s in makes her pretty.

“sure! why not,” she said, leaning against the railing to pretend to be looking out in the river. san, being the sweet boy he is, snapped so many photos of her. “you better send me some.”

he couldn’t answer, he was busy browsing through the pictures he had taken. gosh, if it were possible to fall more in love than he already is. he let out a sigh. the sigh that everyone is very familiar with when someone is in love. this made her turn around, witnessing san stare at his phone with so much love with her own two eyes. “san?”

he looked at her, the same eyes he had when staring at his phone. his loving gaze made her heart flutter, blush even. san slipped his phone in his back pocket as he took steps toward y/n.

her heart began to race, face heating up along with her ears. only san was able to make her blush and heart race, what is this feeling? why is she only experiencing this now?

“the.. only reason why i asked you if you wanted to come here,” he said, his voice as soft as the wind kissing her skin. she couldn’t look at him, she was becoming a mess under his gaze. “is because i wanted to tell you something. only something you could know about me.”

she looked up, only to be met by a pair of eyes gazing down at her. is this what falling in love feels like?

“i’m in love with you, y/n.”

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