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4ut0p5y · 1 year
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Hi Seraph!
Can I please request Seongjun Baek x fem or Gn reader, whichever is easiest for you? Maybe just a casual date night
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00.1 | Seongjun Baek × Reader (You/Yours prns)
00.2 ; C/W | Domestic fluff.
00.3 ; A/N I This is more blurb-y instead of a more concise fic, & deepest apologies for the wait, I was in a lil writers block. <33
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— Home-cooked meals are his favorite type of date. You are welcomed and encouraged to watch him cook while resting your elbows on the kitchen island, and Seongjun doesn't mind. He likes to have an audience, especially when it's you. He can make everything intimate and dreamy, it's his hidden talent. Nights like those are always beautiful, as if there’s all the time in the world. — !!!
Soft music lulled through the apartment as you swung your feet from your spot on the counter, you had insisted on staying in as the cold weather had you feeling a bit dull.
Seo’ was more than happy to oblige, offering to make whatever you’d like for the night. And, you quickly settled into your role as the oh so important “taste tester”. The idle chatter continued, even as he shut off the burners and turned to stand between your legs. His hands trail up and down your calf mindlessly as a soft tune plays in the background. He can tell you're actually paying attention to the lyrics, unlike him.
He notices when your lips curl, and your little shifts closer to him as he offers you bites, idly chatting with your hand pulled into his. He's focusing on the details of your face highlighted by the overhead lighting, and debating on stealing a quick kiss. He's grinning, letting his eyes crinkle freely as you play with his fingers, sliding around his rings and looking up at him through your lashes to show attentiveness. He yearned for the touch, a selfish desire to mold his skin into yours so that you’d have a constant physical and mental reminder even when he left for “work”.
But you’re so lovely, and you’re in his home, you lie in his bed, and you love him. He couldn’t be happier.
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burningstar-light · 1 year
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Strawberry kisses (Seongjun Baek x reader)
Content: Establish relatioship, PDA, making out in public, slightly suggestive.
Warnings: Making out, saliva, moaning, suggestive.
The bell rang loudly through the classroom. I quickly collected up all my items, stuffing them into my bag, carefully collecting the small good luck charm Seongjun had made for me. My feet tapped hurriedly against the smooth wooden floors. Fingers curled around my own, tugging me back into his chest, soft lips pressed against my cheek, arms curled around my waist. He sighed softly into my ear, chin resting on my shoulder. His face pressed into my neck, he grumbled softly. I could feel him frowning against my skin, arms tightening, holding me closer to him.
“Where have you been hiding today?”
 I giggle softly at the ticklish feeling of his hair and breath on my skin. He snuggled further into me, pressing all against me, his cheek bumped into mine, lips pressing delicate kisses all over my face.
“Joon!” I squeal, his blunt teeth digging into my jaw before pressing soft kisses into the aching mark.
“Wanna kiss you. Your lips always look so soft.”
“We should wait until we get out of school before being affectionate. What's everyone going to think?”
“They’re gonna think that the school's most kind student has fallen for their childhood best friend turned delinquent,” his voice was a whisper, lips smearing kisses to my cheek and edges of my lips. “They’re gonna think I've been corrupting you.”
“They’d be right about both things,” I reach back, cupping his cheek in my hand, leaning back against him, and turning my head, pressing my lips softly against his, “I’ve fallen head over heels for my best friend, and you’ve been corrupting me, look at me no shame in kissing you right here in front of everyone.”
He groaned softly against my lips, tilting his head deepening the kiss, his tongue darting out, licking along my bottom lip and pushing into my mouth, dragging over my own. His taste washed over me, cool and minty, tongue swirling around mine, brushing over my teeth and exploring every corner of my mouth. Heat burned at my gut, large hands sliding up and down my sides squeezing ever so softly. He groaned again, his lips moving against mine hungrier, more desperate.
“Ew! Can you two get a room? No one wants to see you fucking in the school hallway!” A shrill voice breaks our heated moment.
Embarrassment burned my cheeks. Seongjun pulled away slowly, saliva connecting the two of us. His soft panting breaths brushed over my tingling lips, and his arms held me close to him, preventing me from wiggling away. He pressed a few more soft kisses to my lips.
“Don’t listen to them, baby,” his voice was smooth and calm, but his eyes swirled with anger, and his jaw clenched tightly.
“Let’s just go. Remember, granny wants to see us today,” I whisper softly, taking a few steps forward. His arms release me, and he follows behind me like a lost puppy.
A hand wrapped around my wrist, pausing my steps, “wait… Can I give you a piggyback ride?”
I nod, watching as he shifts the bags to his front before bending down, motioning for me to climb on. I climb on, my arms wrapping around his shoulders, his arms sliding under my thighs, easily lifting me up. My lips press softly against his cheek and nose. His lips twitched up in a soft smile; I kissed the corner of his lips softly.
“You’re so beautiful, Joon.”
“Thank you,” he whispered,  a soft red coating his cheeks, “You’re so gorgeous.”
I giggle again, fishing my lip gloss from my pocket, and swiping an obscene amount onto my lips. I press my lips to his, smearing my lip gloss onto his lips. I watch his tongue swipe across his lips, a moan spilling from his lips.
“That's why you always taste like strawberries.” 
“Do you like the way I taste, Joonie?” I purr softly into his ear, kissing his earlobe, leaving a sticky residue on his ear.
“Don’t tease me, or we’ll have to skip granny’s so I can taste you more. ”
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stolenwetfloorsign · 1 year
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are you alive 😟
Nah man I'm a college student
Here's a compilation of everything I've written for Seongjun x 244 and will not finish.
My, Jinho teaches Seongjun to drive, HC:
Exhaustion and tired feet can make any beat up honda civic look like a golden chariot. That's a world 244 probably never experienced, not when he can throw the keys of his brand new Maserati at Seongjun without a second thought. 
“I can’t drive.” Seongjun says at the steering wheel, one hand awkwardly balanced on the stick shift, the other ghosting over the wheel. 244 kicks back in his passenger seat, a ghoulish smile contorts his tattooed face as he closes his eyes. 
“I know.” He sighs, then points to the shifter. “Reverse, wheel to the left.” 
Seongjun follows blindly, watching the cars around him with an eye of frauded confidence. 
“Drive.” 244 says, ever unhelpful. It takes Seongjun a moment to figure out what he means, sitting halfway out of a parking spot he drags the stick shift to match with different letters on the screen. R for reverse, N for… he doesn’t know, D for drive. 
Foot off the break, the car creeps forward. 
Anngst:
What happens when the cameras turn off and the lights go dim? With nothing but his own self consciousness to keep him in check. There are probably enough knives in this room to split open every lens, and more for the light fixtures. Seongjun contemplates it for a moment, the room dark and nothing but shattered glass falling from the ceiling.
Omakase June's door chime rings followed by the familiar sound of loafer clad footsteps. His presence does nothing to alleviate the darkness of the room, drawing a thunderous cloud with him as he walks. A bright smile that pulls Seongjun back to the state of his restaurant, dirty knives and food made simply for a camera.
Beach Episode:
Jinho smiles up at the woman who refills his martini through thick Dior shades. He thanks her with a wave of his hand and takes another first sip, relaxing into the smell of sea water and his lounge chair by the beach. A gentle breeze ruffles the open collar of his Hawaiian shirt, and politely chills the sweat forming on his brow.
My personal favorite that I really wish I had the energy to write the rest of:
When your body has been trained to fight every casual touch becomes an act of violence. Electrified skin and a burst of adrenaline that tear through quiet moments like a rabid animal. The eyeliner pen that works on Seongjun’s throat is an awful reminder, exposure therapy of some sort. With 244’s weight keeping him in place, the felt tipped pen teases his arteries, asking to be snapped. 
“You’re moving too much.” 244 sighs, pausing to adjust. 
“You’re practically on top of me, how is that possible?” 
“Not your body, your head, it has a mind of its own.” 
“Well,” Seongjun laughs, 244 drags a hand through his hair and pulls at the roots. 
“Keep still and it will be over sooner.” He says and resumes the delicate line work. 
When your body has been trained to kill it can feel everything. The pressure points in someone’s neck that beg to be throttled, and the pulsing of a heartbeat waiting to stop. 244 trains his focus to his art, easy curved lines of ocean waves over Seongjun’s jawline that frame the gaping mouth of a shark.  
He handles Seongjun harder than he needs to. Rough hand pressed into the back of his neck and all of his weight spread across his thighs. Seongjun takes it with a sense of urgency. He handles 244 gentler than he needs to. Both hands placed softly on his thighs, as if a sudden movement may have him flapping away. 
“How old were you, Seongjun?” 244 asks, capping his pen and reaching around him for a pallet of sorts. 
“When?” Seongjun prompts him, naturally fitting a hand around 244’s back as he leans over. 
“When they gave you all these.” 244 drags a finger over Seongjun’s shoulder, stopping at the edge of red.
“17,” he sighs, “maybe 18.” 
“Impressive.” 244 dabs a new brush into the watercolor pallet now situated between their stomachs. He begins filling in the shark on Seongjun’s neck with a dark gray. “You were well loved.” 
“Well loved.” Seongjun echos, straying from the moment. He cringes as the paint brush ghosts over his Adam's apple, and unwillingly grips 244 harder. 
Daddy Issues(TM):
That kicked puppy expression looks good on him, 244 thought as he watched Seongjun’s first stream. A presence that made him seem docile, and hands viewers could lose themselves in. 244 was not above it, he groomed those nails so they looked camera ready. Seongjun was still just a boy without a father, taught how to take care of himself by yakuza runts and juvie staff. A nice tailored suit and shoes that actually fit were nearly enough to have him on his knees. 
That kicked puppy expression looks good on him, 244 thinks as he looks down on it. He always had a talent for putting strong willed men to their knees. 
That's it boys. I shall now Rest In Peace.
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yankee-am · 2 years
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In your opinion, which are the "best" and "worst" written characters in HTF? (both male & female, since they have different roles in the story^^)
Edit: Err, I just noticed you only asked about HtF. I guess I had Lookism on the brain. I'm keeping it in anyway. :'D
BEST:
Lookism Male: It's a tie between Jiho and Olly for me. Both have excellent progressions from tiny baby dweeb to EVIL VILLAIN MASTERMIND. Jiho's arc did kinda stumble and fizzle out at the end, but up until then it was very solid. Olly's stayed strong until his death, so I guess if I had to choose I'd give him the award. :D
Lookism Female: I gotta give this one to Sally. She's vulnerable and imperfect, while still growing into a realistic leader of her little gang. (Personally I've gotta dock points for making her magically fall in love with Warren in the recent chapters; I hate the recurring message in this webtoon that if a guy likes a girl for long enough, even if she's REPEATEDLY indicated she has zero interest in him, eventually said girl is somehow obligated to return his affection. But almost none of PTJ's female characters escape without a bad romance subplot, so I'll let it go.)
HtF Male: I mean, I've been vocal about how much I love Seongjun's writing. Manages to be a hateable piece of shit while also being sympathetic and lovable. I'm going to COMPLETELY ignore his post-120 retcon. It never happened, ch120 was just a collective Mandela Effect delusion. I gotchu.
HtF Female: I'm tempted to say Gyeoul; she has that same balance of being a terrible person but understandable and enjoyable to watch her escapades. But I've gotta give some props to Rumi as well. Though she does get pushed into superfluous romance, it hasn't drastically changed her personality or taken over her arc like it has for many other characters. And she's had a great progression/reveal from "heehee shallow pretty girl" to brave, cunning hard worker.
WORST:
Lookism Male: The entire Ansan crew, sans Taesoo. What the fuck were they, PTJ?
Lookism Female: I'm out here waiting for Mira to get some depth. I'mma be waiting for 300 more chapters at this rate.
HtF Male: m u n s e o n g
HtF Female: Oh, Heeyeon, you poor pathetic attempt at a #girlboss. Protip, male writers: Putting a girl in a suit and giving her a high-powered occupation doesn't mean shit if you make her ENTIRE personality and character arc revolve around falling in love with a man anyway.
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livinglifeonpause · 4 days
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Build Up Ep 4
V37: Kang Seokhwa (23) (Wei) 7 > 4> 3 (whiteish hair, flat face) V11: Jeon Woong (26) (AB6IX) 3 > 4 >4 (black hair, jacket studs) vs V24: Ji Yeonwoo (??) (nothing) 7.5 > 4> 3 (blue w/ hat) V32: Jeong Yunseo (??) (nothing) 2 > 3> 4 ( i really dont care about any of these kids, but lets go! - goddamn, Jeups pretty, huh? - Ji Yeonwoo is real nasally. and Jeong Yunseo is just boring to me. - bugs me how female idols clap softly with completely straight hands - Kick it. What a dumb song choice. it's boing and does nothing for their voices. - DONT RAPPPPP. this is stupid. - I loooooove how Jaehwan is being a cunty judge though. No fucks. - I'd say BLACKPINK song = 3 and the other also SUJU GUY ONE = 3 - get rid of em all. filler. move on.
- V39: Kim Minseo (21) (nothing) 4 > 4 > 5 (black hair) V3: Bain (22) (JUST B) 9 > 6 > 6 (orange hair) vs V19: Lee Gwangseok (25) (solo) 1 > 4 > 4 ( V16: Kim Seong jeong (24) (nothing) 1 > 3 > 5 ( - first team dressed slick and i like that - Kim Seong jeong was right though! His hair looks dumb that color, but Bain gets a point "for "first of all, it's orange." - Kim Seong jeong is endearing. I just like him - SEUNGKWANS confused face. sooooo cute! - why does Eunkwang wear super pointed collars. they look awful. - that was a pretty song, but i was still bored. Like a 5. - RIVER - i dont really like this song. or how their voices sound in it. It's too big for their voices. but i'll give it like a 6 - omfggggggggggg, they made Jeups frown bigger V10: Lee Geonwoo (22) (JustB) - 2 >2 > 3 (pinky hair) V30: Jung Soomin (19) (Solo) 4 > 7 > 4 (english sleepy one) vs V27: Hong Seongjun (24) (BDC) > 5 ( V18: Kim Seohyung (22) (musicals) 2 > 3 > 5 ( hmm, i messed up somewhere cause who is Hong Seongjun? But if I go back and try to figure it out proper I'll get spoilers!!! - UGHHHHHHHHH ballads omg so borrrrring. URBAN gets like a 4 - cuteeeee bros 4 life. ugh, this isn't my Crush song. bored. 4 -0mg wait, we're still on 2vs2? *SIGH* V21: Hong Sungwon (25) (solo?) 7 >5.5 > 5 ( V13: Taehwan (30) (Vanner) 9 > 7 > 6 (handsome boy) vs V5: Lim Junhyeok (30) (Ex-Day6) 1 > 2 > 3 (Day 6 kid) V40: Yeo One (27) (Pentagon) 2 > 2 > 3 (pentagon kid) - general tip. blue contacts look gross - the gays are gaying and fellow gay Boo loves it. - wtf is this song though? it's awful. - and why are these other 2 doing a musical??? omgggggggggggggggggggggggggggg, these are so boring. i dont care about any of these kids. V8: Choi Haram (22) (Musicals) 2 > 6 > 5 (suit, tie) V29: Hwang Inhyeock (25) (Nada) 3 > 6 > 4 (sweater vest) vs V15: Park Juhee (17) (trainee) 1 > 6 > 6 (jeans jacket) V35: Kwon Euibin (24) (Idol Band) 4 > 5 > 4 (purple cardigan) why is the baby cryinggggg? - YASSSSS cunty Jaehwan. I wish he was harsher oh they're clip showing the rest? fuck that. If i'm watching 1, i'm watching them all. you skipped 2? oh bullshit. V22: Hyukjin (30) (100%) 7 > 9 < 6 ( V6: Jeong Inseong (29) (KNK) 5 > 6 > 8 ( vs V31: Jang Intae (26) (nothing) 1 > 5 > 3 ( V9: Lee Minwook (23) (NewKidd) 4 > 5 > 6 X (ricky looking one) - Jeong Inseong has a really pretty tone to his voice. - omfg when Hyukjin said that highest note like "waaaah" i died - ppl really be bold when they try to cover exo V38: Lee Hwanhee (25) (UP10TION) 3 > 5 > 7 (red jacket) V26: Jo Hwanji (28) (Musicals) 3 > 5 > 5 (black jacket) vs V14: Lim Sanghyun (26) (solo?) 5 > 6 > 6 ( V28: Taewoo (26) (solo) 5 > 1 > 1 (smooshed face) I fuck with this kid Lim Sanghyun
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baekhvuns · 1 year
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My friends met the cast, but not Olivia nor Helena, cause they were in seasons 3-4. But the ensemble cast from all the seasons is truly chef's kiss I lowkey forgot that so many of my faves actors/actresses starred in it. :o
Your uni as NORTH KOREA? What the fuck does it look like then 😭 the universities I went to looked either like castles or modern art, lmao
I cannot wait for more Taemin music. <3 Advice feels like it came out 3 months and 3 years ago at the same time
I know we should curate our own internet experience, that's why I keep blocking people left and right, but it's soooo tiring. I'm also sick and tired of seeing videos from fan sings and concerts from the same people, especially Koreans. You see them two every weeks in Seoul and you need to be at USA fan signs too???
Oh which make-up choices were questionable? Tbh I haven't inspected the photos closely. But I don't like Hwa's contacts
I know Khronus wasn't THAT bad, but you tricked me and I won't forget that 🔪 Clannad tricked me, but in a different way. Omg I forgot about Hanasaku Iroha! And don't even get me started on Wolf Girl and Black Prince, because I hated it so much I dropped it 😭 this and My Little Monster. I hated the characters and storylines so much 🔫 and both had so much potential
Y/N runaway bride era 👀
Jaudhshhanagagagag SEONGhwa, SEONGjun... a coincidence, hmmm. I like all the characters tbh, like my himbo blondie cafe owner (but he's sus) and the best friend is cute too, tbh him and Seongjun look almost the same except SJ is giving forehead. Me whenever I see a black haired webtoon/anime character "wow, he looks like Seonghwa" 😅
You're right I can make barking exceptions for Chogiwa and Skz's Wolfgang too. I'm so mad at BBC for doing Chuu so dirty :/ I hope she fights them. Her leaving isn't shocking but the slander?! I feel bad for Loona too, their company needs to be buried
Seonghwa hide your hands, arms and legs
Speaking of toes. Choi San in sandals in NYC IN NOVEMBER?! Jail jail jail
I don't have time to watch most matches, but some results are surprising, I'm looking forward to 🇪🇸 vs 🇩🇪. Bestie don't even mention Neymar cause he's a 🤡 and a right-winger too?! You can't pick a good hairstyle, can't score and hate human rights too?! Pick a struggle. See what happens when you're a decent person? You score a wonderful goal I can even forgive him playing for Tottenham. Omg I bet USA will take all the good matches from you 💀
That football x kpop thread made me cry, but tbh some fans already talk about footballers like that just use different words jsgsjshsgjshshsush
I know that Jared Leto is a capricorn too so that definitely applies to him 🔫
A fucking menace to society for real
Jackson took the fanfics tok seriously...
Wh-what... oh the saga continues...
Cleavage!
Got this???
Omfg, Baeks, let's do this! 👀 - DV 💖
hello!!’
My friends met the cast, but not Olivia nor Helena, cause they were in seasons 3-4. But the ensemble cast from all the seasons is truly chef's kiss I lowkey forgot that so many of my faves actors/actresses starred in it. :o
NAURRRR 😭😭😭 helena and olivia were truly the finest casts ever,, and helena as princess margret?? what a cast truly hands down on of the best!!! wait since we’re talking about friends meeting celebs, my friend just met sebastian stan??? 😭😭
Your uni as NORTH KOREA? What the fuck does it look like then 😭 the universities I went to looked either like castles or modern art, lmao
YEAH 😭😭😭 IT WAS A WHOLE THING BUT THEY REJECTED IT it’s grey and dark and looks like a boarding school <3 they literally named it “hollywood’s north korea” in 2015 😭😭😭🤚🏼for the movie ‘the interview’
I cannot wait for more Taemin music. <3 Advice feels like it came out 3 months and 3 years ago at the same time
3 YEARS AGO ????? 😭😭😭😭 WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH TIME
I know we should curate our own internet experience, that's why I keep blocking people left and right, but it's soooo tiring. I'm also sick and tired of seeing videos from fan sings and concerts from the same people, especially Koreans. You see them two every weeks in Seoul and you need to be at USA fan signs too???
stop bc block, mute, report is things i use the most on twt 😭😭 AYOOO UR RIGHT fansites and fans who travel from kr to other countries just to attend fansigns? but like u met them last week? why again 😭🤚🏼 ITS THE SAME FIVE PPL AGAIN MAN 😭
Oh which make-up choices were questionable? Tbh I haven't inspected the photos closely. But I don't like Hwa's contacts
ok it’s gonna weird but it’s something about the bronzer they used or like a filter, idk what it is but it’s rly off putting let me show le examples one it’s the lip concealing! this one too! i also think there’s one with hj,, idk i think it’s the filter they used but it’s rly not my personal fav
BUT THE OTHER PHOTOSHOOT IS 🤌🏼🤌🏼 CHEFS KISSES
I know Khronus wasn't THAT bad, but you tricked me and I won't forget that 🔪 Clannad tricked me, but in a different way. Omg I forgot about Hanasaku Iroha! And don't even get me started on Wolf Girl and Black Prince, because I hated it so much I dropped it 😭 this and My Little Monster. I hated the characters and storylines so much 🔫 and both had so much potential
LMFAOOOO ☺️☺️☺️ i will not trick u with the next one <333 hehe,, RNMWBDKWHDKW I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLT ONE WHO HATED WOLF GIRL BLACK PRINCE 😭😭😭 WHAT WAS THAT SHOW TBH,, bestie do u rmr brother’s conflict 😭😭😭😭
Y/N runaway bride era 👀
👁👁 this is very bollywood i must say, running away at the altar with dramatic dialogueS IM ONTO THIS
Jaudhshhanagagagag SEONGhwa, SEONGjun... a coincidence, hmmm. I like all the characters tbh, like my himbo blondie cafe owner (but he's sus) and the best friend is cute too, tbh him and Seongjun look almost the same except SJ is giving forehead. Me whenever I see a black haired webtoon/anime character "wow, he looks like Seonghwa" 😅
THERES NO MORE COINCIDENCES ANYMORE !!!! NONE 🔫🔫 sj giving forehead 😭😭 something about the forehead is what makes me chose a fav atp,,,
“Me whenever I see a black haired webtoon/anime character "wow, he looks like Seonghwa" ME BUT WITH HIM !!! HES SO UGHDHEKDHWKDJWKDH but also the guard from that fic <3
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You're right I can make barking exceptions for Chogiwa and Skz's Wolfgang too. I'm so mad at BBC for doing Chuu so dirty :/ I hope she fights them. Her leaving isn't shocking but the slander?! I feel bad for Loona too, their company needs to be buried
YOOOOO BBC FLIPPED IN THE MOST TERRIBLE WAY POSSIBLE,,, the power tripping??? gIRL HER??? NO ONES BELIEVING THAT & staff even came to her rescue!! tells a lot about bbc’s ceo’s character 🔫🔫 mf probably can’t handle the fact that she earns more then the ceo can 🤨 LOONA FREEDOM ERA BESTIES
Seonghwa hide your hands, arms and legs
gonna ask him to hide that chest too
but this is a prince
Speaking of toes. Choi San in sandals in NYC IN NOVEMBER?! Jail jail jail
FBQMBDMSJDKW AND IN NYC??? THE DIRTIEST PLACE ON EARTH??? THE RATS??? ON GOD THIS MAN GONNA CATCH SOMETHING 😭😭😭
I don't have time to watch most matches, but some results are surprising, I'm looking forward to 🇪🇸 vs 🇩🇪. Bestie don't even mention Neymar cause he's a 🤡 and a right-winger too?! You can't pick a good hairstyle, can't score and hate human rights too?! Pick a struggle. See what happens when you're a decent person? You score a wonderful goal I can even forgive him playing for Tottenham. Omg I bet USA will take all the good matches from you 💀
OKAY THE MATCH WAS SO CUT THROAT 1 ON 1 I ALMOST LOST IT,, DJDJDJ CANT PICK A GOOD HAIRSTYLE 😭😭 the blond was his only superior era,,, NAURR THE RIGHT WINGER THING PLS FHWNDJWKJDAK ok but love him or hate him that man’s talented as hell but he’s so dramatic,,, saw this video recently and i lost it bc WHY IS HE FALLING IN ITALICS,, OH H THE TWT 💀💀 richarlison literally saved that match, 😭 we talking about tottenham but that one son’s goal for sk??? and the match today??? sucks they lost  😭 😭
That football x kpop thread made me cry, but tbh some fans already talk about footballers like that just use different words jsgsjshsgjshshsush
BESTIE DID U SEE THIS IM FUCKING CRYING YOURE RIGHT BUT THIS THREAD IS SO ICONIC
I know that Jared Leto is a capricorn too so that definitely applies to him 🔫 /// A fucking menace to society for real //// Jackson took the fanfics tok seriously...
oh ur right 💀😶 HE’S BEEN TAKING THEM TOO SERIOUSLY THESE DAYS DBSBBDS jackson taking them seriously but what is wayv doing and why is it always wayv
and oli…
Wh-what... oh the saga continues... /// Cleavage!
ANON ANON ANON U CANNT DOUBLE ATTACK ME LIKE THAT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ANON COME ON ANON COME ON
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Got this??? /// Omfg, Baeks, let's do this! 👀 - DV 💖
what im getting is that ur a trendsetter 👀🤚🏼 I GOT THE DADCORE DBWMDBKWHDKW SCREAMING,,, omg the tier makers IT MISSED SO MANY OTHER GOOD ONES ILL MAKE MY OWN TEMPLATE THE NEXT TIME BUT THIS WHAT I GOT! HBU?
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what is this and why is this tenelkadjowrites pool boy hwa…
BESTIE IM AFRAID WE HAVE LOST THE MAN TO ANOTHER
what the hell
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what the hell pt2 tell me this whole video isn’t model hwa
this is giving ceo yun, father.
also saw a tweet saying one of the tvxq members should’ve been in superm, and i cannot agree more,, BOA IN GOT AND WHY CANT CHANGMIN BE IN SUPERM 😭😭 THE BATTLE OF NOTES FROM BAEK AND HIM
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mae-gi-writes · 2 years
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by chance · jay park
A Jay Jongsung Park x f!reader imagine.
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You surprise your LDR boyfriend after months apart. But when things go amiss the handsome stranger on the train ride helps you out.
♡ ♡ ♡
Love. It's a bit like a train ride isn't it?
Fields of green fill your peripheral vision, hills upon hills of beautiful farmlands adorned with splotches of white that you guess are sheep grazing the plains. Mountains fill the horizon ahead, graced by beautiful hues of clouds, ethereal and utterly breath-taking to watch.
The smile on your lips is permanent despite your mask. Today is beautiful, and there's nothing that can go wrong. That you're pretty sure of.
"Heading to Edinburgh?"
An unfamiliar voice rings out, bringing your attention to the handsome stranger seated opposite you decked in a black coat, black mask and a cap that covers most of what seems to be his dyed hair. Yet, even with the entire masquerade, it is quite clear that he is handsome enough to turn a few heads.
"Yeah. And you?" You ask with an easy smile.
His head dips into a nod, "family trip?"
"No. I'm meeting my boyfriend there actually," your hands clasp together and your eyes quickly flit down in shyness. Just the thought of seeing your boyfriend again has your stomach twist with a colony of butterflies, "he studies in Edinburgh so I decided to give him a surprise visit."
"What a lucky guy," the stranger answers, eyes crinkling up sweetly behind his own mask as you ask, "and you?"
"Needed a break. Decided that Edinburgh would be a nice place to clear my head."
"Well it is supposed to be really beautiful. Even I can't wait to see the castle and the landscapes," you grin, "are you traveling alone?"
"Well I'm supposed to meet my friends in Glasgow after that," he shrugs with a chuckle, "but we'll see. I kinda like traveling alone."
"Same. I find it relaxing. My dad says I'm weird," you laugh, "but honestly, it gives me time to do what I want. Read, and stuff like that."
"You're a reader?" His eyebrow quirks up in interest.
"Oh yes! Loved reading ever since I was a kid. I love fantasy novels. Call me basic but I love Harry Potter--" you're quick to catch yourself before you continue on, "sorry. I can speak too much sometimes when I get excited. My boyfriend doesn't like that habit. Sorry."
"What? No," He frowns, "I want to hear you talk about books. I prefer that to having conversation about who has the most likes on instagram."
You laugh at that, knowing that part of what he just said is only to make you feel better and you wish you can kick yourself. Too talkative, too self-centered, is what Seongjun used to say albeit playfully during your long conversations.
"Thanks," you can't help the grin spreading across your face. It is one of the nicest things someone has ever said to you, "what's your name, by the way?"
His name, you find out, is Jay, an alternative for Jongsung since many of his mates had trouble with pronunciation. He's in his third year of his Architecture program and loves cooking as a part-time hobby. He loves London, enjoys the thrill of city life most days, and has family back in Glasgow where his family has made a home in their quaint town selling fish and chips for a living.
Despite trying not to act too pushy around this young man you barely know, it seems that you hit it off right off the bat and it's not long before the two of you are giggling in your seats, trying not to disturb the other passengers as you exchange memes on millennials and talk about how vegans are very ambitious, sometimes mildly dangerous, people.
You don't see the time flying until the train actually pulls into the station. Instantly, you brighten up with an excited clap, "oh! We're here?"
"Looks like it," Jay says, sticking his head into the windowpane as the vehicle lulls to a stop beneath your feet. The station rolls into view, groups of people already waiting as cold air billows into the air like smoke.
"Well, it was very nice chatting with you Jay," you hold out a hand for him to shake, which he does with vigour and an amused grin, "likewise."
He helps you out with your luggage until you make it safely to the platform. People are already swarming for the exit and you stand by, noticing that Jay is taking the same route as you are.
"Are you going to Princes Street?" You lean up to ask. A whiff of boy deodorant washes through your nostrils and you can't deny he smells good.
"Yeah, my hotel is close to there actually."
"Oh me too. Which hotel are you staying at?"
"I think it's called..." he pulls it up on his phone, "the Hub?"
"Oh my god," you can't help but laugh, "seems like we're staying at the same place."
"Seems like it," Jay grins, "come on then. I'll help you settle."
♡ ♡ ♡
This is not why you came to Edinburgh.
But it seems as though someone out there really wants karma to bite you in the ass even if you don't think you've done anything remotely bad.
There you are, having come all the way from Paris to Scotland in an attempt to surprise your boyfriend, standing in the heavy Edinbugh rain and muddy, soaked shoes.
While your boyfriend is currently locked in an embrace with another woman.
Not just another woman.
A woman you've seen grace his instagram all too many times to count.
You can't help the sob that bubbles up your throat. And you turn away, only to hear his voice ring out against the pit pattering of rain:
"Y/N? Wha--" you turn back around, tears already filling up your eyes despite your incessant cursing, "what are you doing here?"
It was so humiliating. Embarrassing to be standing there watching your boyfriend with his arms around someone else. In complete fluster, you'd stuttered out a stupid excuse and decided to dash away to avoid any more confrontation, hurrying down the stone steps as fast as you possibly can and not stopping until you catch your reflection in the window pane of your hotel door.
You're panting, soaked to the bone and looking like a sick dog no doubt. And your heart, you're not even sure it's there anymore.
Instead, there's some kind of empty void that swells through your chest and causing emotion to bubble up the back of your throat.
Time loses meaning as you stand there, gazing at the front sign of your hotel glowing neon green in the fog that settles around you like a heavy blanket. And it isn't until you hear someone calling your name that you manage to snap back to attention.
"Y/N?"
For a minute, your heart jerks to a halt when you think the worst; your boyfriend has come running after you. Turning slowly as though a child getting caught, your breath eases upon coming face to face with none other than the handsome stranger on the train ride.
"What are you doing? You're soaking wet," Jay quickly ushers you in through the doors. It'a only then you realize you're trembling, "hey, you okay?"
"No," you mumble. Too quietly.
Jay leans forward, eyes catching yours, "hey," he whispers and though you know he can see your red-rimmed eyes and your trembling lips you're relieved when he doesn't say anything.
He merely wraps an arm around your frame before guiding you inside and away from the pitter-pattering of rain that pours down as if hell itself has been set loose by your array of tears. 
Looking back, maybe it had been a blessing in disguise to have met Jay during that train ride. The story seems to spill out of your mouth on your own accord and all too soon you’re talking about your future plans and what you had hoped had been something you wanted to build with the love of your life -- whom had been cheating behind your back all along. You don't even know when it started, when things started going downhill. Hadn't even realized it until the evidence was staring at you right in the face.
Jay is sympathetic and kind. And he gives you the quiet ear as you rant and cry your heart out in the stupid hotel room that was too expensive for your own good. He doesn’t say much, and for that you’re relieved. You don’t know what you would’ve done if he started spouting things about how you’ll find ‘the one’ and how ‘you’ll move on soon enough’. 
The only thing that comes out of his mouth once you’re done and your tears have simmered down into silent sobs is, “you need a hug? I know I’m a stranger but...would that help?” 
You don’t think twice before flinging yourself into his arms, almost smiling at the slight grunt coughing up his throat. But he hugs you back, arms wrapping around your mid-section before pulling you into a more comfortable position. Your face finds its way into the crook of Jay’s neck and as he rubs soft, slow circles over your back, your eyelids suddenly fight the urge to sleep off that tidal wave of emotion. 
“What a surprise huh?” Jay murmurs. 
“Uhuh,” you mumble back, “what a surprise indeed.” 
He pulls back after a few drawn out beats of silence, hands grabbing onto your shoulders so that you have no other choice but to face him.
“You know what?” he says with a sudden lightness that piques your curiosity, “let’s get out of here.” 
“Out?” you echo back, though you barely have time to react before Jay jumps up, hurriedly throwing your jacket at your face and swinging on his own coat. His face is lit up, eyes glazed with the kind of mischief you can only find in teenage boys. 
“Yeah,” his grin causes his lips to tilt upwards, “come on then.” 
This man could be a serial killer. Or worse. He could abduct you and sell your organs. This is where your brain starts kicking into gear with all the worst possible scenarios and Jay must’ve seen the look of distrust on your face, causing him to burst out laughing.
“You don’t trust me, do you?” he asks as he leans against the door.
“No.” 
“Okay, it’s fair enough. We only met on the train,” he then starts emptying his pockets; removing his room key card, his phone, his airpods. He pushes them all towards you, “you can have all my things for keepsake. If that makes you feel better.”
“Can I sell them?” you try to joke out, though from your voice it only sounds like you’re tired.
“Uh no. Please don’t do that. I am just a university student after all,” he throws you a pointed look before beckoning you towards the hallway, “come on then. The night is young, but these places don’t open till late.” 
♡ ♡ ♡
“Give me a good reason why I should trust you.” 
“Because you, my dear Y/N, are going to have the best night of your life,” Jay’s voice is filled with laughter as he guides you through one of Edinburgh’s main streets. Neon lights glow in mixtures of messy pinks, reds and vibrant greens as the sign of the Christmas Market, embossed into a wood engraved sign arching over people’s heads, comes into focus. 
There’s a big crowd, not a surprise considering it is a few days before Christmas Eve, but while you would’ve initially been fearful of the covid virus spreading, your mind is too involved trying to erase the image of Seongjun’s arms around that girl that you realize you don’t really care whether you catch it or not at this point.
“You okay with that crowd?” Jay’s voice pulls you out of your reverie. Looking up at him under the neon glow of the Christmas lights, you nod under your mask, “yeah I’m alright.” 
“Okay,” and without warning, he makes a grab for your arm before placing your hand onto his bicep, “you may want to hold on.” 
Nice bicep, you think to yourself in a salty mutter.
Around you, the melody of Christmas carols fill the air, mixed in with excited chatter amongst friends, giggling lovers and loving families bathing in the Christmas spirit. It's charming and it's addictive, filling up your chest with just as much excitement and joy that for a moment, you allow yourself to leave your boyfriend -- ex-boyfriend -- behind.
"This is so pretty," your eyes can't help but gloss over the array of Christmas ornaments gracing your view; snowmen and cute reindeers and father Christmas hats, all vibrant and bursting with life that parallels the seller's wide smile as you pass by. The few stalls sell a combination of jewellery, porcelain work that you can't help but fawn over (and buy one just for selfish use), and a food stall offering mulled wine that Jay proposes to buy for you.
"If you like wine, then you'll love this," Jay says, discreetly pulling off his mask to take a sip. You notice the slender curve of his nose, a glimpse of his teeth.
You do as you're told, only to yelp in slight surprise. The taste of hot wine explodes in your mouth, the flavours mingling on your tongue and causing you to gasp, "it's so good!" You look up at him in surprised delight.
"It is, isn't it?!" He grins.
"Why didn't I know of this before?!"
"Ah you haven't mingled with the right people," he winks at that, "do you know what's haggis?"
Haggis? "No, what is it?"
"It's a scottish dish. Well, something that the Scottish people eat. If I find some I'll let you know."
"What is it made of?"
"You don't want to know."
A few minutes later find the pair of you daring each other to go into a Kid's Maze despite the fact that endless families are shooting you curious looks. But Jay's excited attitude is contagious and soon enough, you find yourself giggling and laughing in fits as you struggle to find the exit that is supposedly "easily found by 5 year olds."
You're not quite sure how your hands get tangled up in the process, realize it only when you finally exit the maze thirty minutes later when it should've taken you ten.
"This was harder than I thought," you tell him breathlessly, slowly dropping your hand in hopes he can't see the flush spreading over your cheeks.
"That's not a kid game surely," Jay answers, "or are we just that dumb?"
"Maybe," you chuckle, "or maybe it's you."
"Wha--Excuse me? I guided you to the exit!"
"No you didn't! You kept repeating the same path!"
He pauses for a second, grinning from ear to ear, "you're right. I can't argue against that."
Your heart swells, chest filling with a million of butterflies as you follow him out onto the main road. There's less people now, for it is quite late, and Jay motions for you to come along, promising that good food is waiting just around the corner.
"D'you like fish?" He asks.
You bump into someone and almost on instinct, his hand pulls your shoulder to him, "I do like fish."
You try to act normal. Though, it's a challenge when your heart is fluttering constantly at his attention.
"Great. Then I know just the place where we -- well, you -- can drown your sorrows away."
It turns out that the so-called place in question is closed, resulting in you finding a cheap burger takeaway place and eating your buns somewhere along the park on one of the park benches. The sky has cleared from its earlier rain, the fog lifted, and as you wipe your mouth off with a tissue, you realize that you haven’t actually thought of Seongjun for over an hour. 
Seongjun. 
It’s instantaneous, the effect that it has on your morale. As if sensing your change in mood, Jay asks whether you’re okay. 
You nod, in hopes that it will diffuse some of his questions. You’re more than surprised when he murmurs out: 
“You know, you don’t have to act as if everything is fine. Even if it’s with me.” 
Turning to him in surprise, you’re rewarded with one of his sweet, genuine smiles. Illuminated by the soft lamp lights softening his usually sharp features, you can’t deny that Jay is -- in this moment -- a beautiful man. With a beautiful heart.
Mind you, you still don’t know him. Maybe he’s out to kill you to sell your organs. 
That probability is soon turning impossible though.
You mumble out a soft thanks in hopes that he doesn’t catch the glassiness in your eyes.
“I thought he was the one, you know,” you say that almost like an afterthought, “I was already dreaming of my life with him; we’d get married, have a honeymoon in the Bahamas or somewhere, somewhere warm,” you shake your head as though trying to dispel the memory of it all, “it’s pathetic.”
“That’s not pathetic,” Jay quickly answers, “On the contrary, I’d say he’s the one who’s pathetic.” 
“Well,” you laugh, thought it comes out as an empty echo, “at least he seemed happy.” 
Jay lurches back as if you’d slapped him, “no way, this little bitch doesn’t have the right to be happy. Karma will bite him in the ass.” 
“Hm, I doubt that will happen anytime soon.” 
There’s a buzz from your pocket and you fish it out, unlocking the screen. As if on cue, Seongjun’s name pops up on your screen.
16 missed calls.
You chortle. At this rate, you’re pretty certain he’s ready with his millionth excuse as to why he’d slipped up with her when you were supposedly the “woman of his dreams.” 
“You know what?” you turn back to face Jay as he speaks, “give me your phone.”
“Why?” you quirk up a brow.
“I promise I won’t do anything,” he waits until your phone lands in his palm before finishing off, “...remotely serious anyway.” 
“Jay!” 
He bursts out laughing, “I promise!” 
“What do you have in mind?” 
The grin that lights up his features causes a smile to twitch at the corners of your mouth, “you’ll see.” 
♡ ♡ ♡
“He’s going to murder you.” 
“Nah he won’t. He doesn’t know me.”
Your thumb scrolls through your feed, still in awe of the five pictures Jay has just posted on your instagram of you acting like a couple; A shot of your hands entwined, a photo of you and the finished plate of burgers, a photo of your silhouette bathed in the Edinburgh lights, and last but not least, a selfie of your two faces smushed together as if you’d been dating for over five years when you barely know each other.
Seongjun is going to go crazy. 
And that’s exactly what Jay wants. 
Your phone rings again and you sigh, flipping it over to see Seongjun’s name. Fighting the urge to reject the call when Jay encourages you with a silent “take it!”, you bite your lip and allow your thumb to press down onto the green button.
“Hey,” you say.
“Who is he?” 
Oh. The jealousy. You can smell it from ten meters away. You try your best to act nonchalant, “who is who?” 
“Don’t act dumb, Y/N. I saw your Instagram. Who is this guy? Where did you meet him? You can’t just decide to go fuck around with someone you don’t even know--”
“Why would you care?”
The silence that answers is deafening, heavy laden with guilt.
“Look, Y/N. I know I screwed up--”
"You cheated on me,” your voice comes out with seething rage, all restrained emotions suddenly unleashing like wild beasts, “you were cheating on me for god knows how long. Screwing up is an understatement.” 
“I’m sorry--”
“Too late for that now, is it?” you snap back, “you should’ve thought of that before shoving your tongue down her throat. And here I was, like an idiot, telling you how much I love you. I gave you everything. EVERYTHING! HOW COULD YOU--”
At this point, you feel Jay snatch the device away and there’s something akin to relief that fills you up. You focus on breathing, exhaling through your mouth as Jay takes his turn to speak.
“Look bud. She’s not okay right now. I think you should give her space--”
“Get away from her, you motherfucker! She’s not yours to--”
“Alright Seongjun, is it? Let’s just calm down and talk this through--”
“Like hell I want to talk it through! Get away from her right now! She doesn’t deserve you! Piece of shit!”
“Woah what’s up with the cursing man? That’s not cool--”
Beep. 
"What a dick," Jay turns to give you back your phone, eyebrows pinched in a furrow, "you wanted to marry this guy?"
You shrug, shaking your head with a chuckle, "people make stupid decisions. Apparently that was one of mine," you turn towards the blooming of lights on the other side of the street, "you know what Jay? I think I need a drink."
Which is how you find yourself back in the park, a cider bottle in hand and a beer in Jay's, as you complain about the unfairness of life. Somehow amidst it all, his hand finds its place along the small of your back, your head falls upon his shoulder to watch the nonexistent stars, and for a second you believe you can fall in love with this man.
Of course you're heartbroken. Torn into pieces by what had just transpired between you and the man who you loved. But you are so, so glad that Jay is here. Glad that you're not alone when you can feel yourself tearing apart at the seams.
Why? Why has he done this? Why would he do this?
You hadn't given him enough maybe. Maybe you hadn't been there enough. Hadn't loved him as he loved you.
Soft rain spills from the dark clouds overhead, and you tilt your head up to catch the raindrops dancing across your face.
"What are you thinking about?" Comes Jay's hushed whisper.
"About how I thought my life was fine up until maybe three, five hours ago," you gaze at him from the corner of your eye, admire the structure of his jawline, "hey Jay, do you have a girlfriend?"
“...I used to.” 
A pause. Before you ask, “what happened?”
“I was a dick. She was a bitch. And we ended it.” 
“Oh,” that’s not what you were expecting, “I’m sorry to hear that.” 
“Don’t be,” Jay flashes you a small smile, yet it’s not enough to hide the pain in his eyes. He takes a sip of his beer, “I deserved every single insult that came out of her mouth.” 
You bite your lip, unsure whether it’s appropriate to ask him now that the subject is wide open. But then again, not everyone is keen on sharing their private lives. So you decide to stay quiet. 
Until Jay starts to laugh. You look at him, “What?” 
“Your face. If you have something to ask me, just go for it,” he’s grinning now, even leaning forward on his knees to get a better look at your face. 
“Well, I wanted to ask you what you did that was so bad,” alarm ripples through you then, “you didn’t cheat on her, did you?” 
“Hell no,” he snorts, “I’m a dick. Not a cheater.” 
“Okay well, there’s nothing worse than a cheat,” you gulp down your cider. The alcohol in your brain makes your insides buzz, but not unpleasantly, “so I think you’re fine.” 
There’s a small bout of silence as you feel Jay take in your words. Nearby, you hear a group of teenagers cackle in laughter, distant music playing through the air. 
When Jay speaks again, his voice has turned soft and gentle, “I didn’t love her enough. She was always asking me for my time. I guess she thought that in a way, I wasn’t putting in the effort. So she left. Well, we mutually agreed to, anyway.” 
He tilts his head back to take another long swallow of his drink as you say, “she wouldn’t have asked you for your time if she didn’t love you. And you didn’t know how much effort had to be put in a relationship. You learn those things through the mistakes you make.” 
“Yeah,” he mumbles, eyes locking with yours, “you’re right.” 
♡ ♡ ♡
“Thank you for everything.”
“I feel like I should thank you,” Jay says with a smile.
After two days of moping around Edinburgh (and realizing that life isn’t so bad after all because Jay has been an angel with you), you decide that it’s time for you to go back home where you belong. You weren’t even supposed to stay that long but Jay convinced you otherwise, and despite your initial reticence of suddenly bumping into your ex, you’d decided that you only got to live once, and Jay was company that you could use at this very moment.
So here you are, two days later, bidding Jay goodbye just thirty minutes before your departure. You exchanged numbers and told each other about the cities in which you lived, and you might be hallucinating but you swore that the glimmer of affection in Jay’s eyes had been true and honest, as honest as the way his hand seems to cradle yours in his hold as you wait for your platform to be announced.
“When you go back, you can tell your friends all about how your ex decided to cheat on you, and realized how much of a pathetic loser he was for letting you go,” Jay swings your hands together, “because you fell into someone else’s arms.” 
“Oh really?” Your eyebrow quirks up in amusement, “I fell into your arms? You mean you fell into mine.” 
He laughs, “debatable.”
“What are you going to do after this?” 
“Hm well I was going to go to Glasgow right?” His side-glance your way doesn’t go unnoticed, “after that, I’m not sure...Maybe I’ll drop by Birmingham and see what’s up.” 
“Will you now? Who are you visiting?” 
It’s then that Jay gently raises your hand to his face and, with his eyes still on yours and swirling with an unknown kind of tenderness, presses a soft kiss to your knuckles.
Your stomach knots. 
“We’ll see,” he smirks then, before he drops your hand and makes a grab for his own luggage, “maybe someone I might be falling in love with.” 
You’ll see him again. You’re certain you will.
Your heart says so.
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“did you tell your mom that you’re almost there?”. soobin asks while driving. “yeah. why are you so worried you look nervous?”. soobin laughs and pushes his hair back with his hand. “I don’t want her to try to kill you or something for being out a little more than she expected”. 
“when she really wants me home she’d call me like 30 times. But since she probably thinks i’m doing something that’s beneficial for me she’s cutting me a little slack. still expects me to be home though”. soobin nods. 
“so you have curfews?”. 
“unfortunately”. 
“what do you mean unfortunately? that’s good that they want you home by a certain time”. 
“I mean not for an 18 year old at least”.you say, and soobin shrugs, 
“honestly you wouldn’t want to be out that late for anything. even parties get too wild once it starts hitting 10″. 
“yeah but i wouldn’t know anyways. If my parents found out that i was partying they’d put me on house arrest”. soobin laughs once more, smoothly pulling up to your stop. 
“do you want me to piggy back you to the door? I’ll do it right now”. 
“no soobin i’ve been trying to tell you I could walk almost all day now. but thank you”. you smile before sliding out of your seat with your backpack. it really wasn’t such a hard task to walk even with the pain. It wasn’t like you had some fatal basketball injury or something. 
“be a good girl!”. soobin yells out to you as you approach your door. you wave him off before going into the house. he chuckles and drives off. He pulls into the driveway of his house shortly after, being welcomed by his friends who were sitting beside the pillars on his doorstep waiting for him. 
“what the hell are you guys doing here?”. soobin grins, he didn’t mind but only because his parents weren’t home. He jogs to the doorstep to unlock his door for them all and they spill inside his home. They’ve been there once or twice when his parents were really nice about it but never for long though. While holding the door soobin watches them all walk in one by one. Michael, Minho, Seongjun, Kevin, Beomgyu, and some random guy that he didn’t recognize. 
soobin pulled him back by the collar of his shirt.
“who are you?”. he questions. Beomgyu quickly comes to the boys’ rescue. 
“chill, don’t kill him. this is my boy yeonjun I thought i’d bring him along to hang with us”. 
“beomgyu all of you came to my house uninvited so why would you invite someone else?”.
the rest of the boys laugh in the kitchen while raiding his fridge. Soobin glares down at the blue haired boy and aggressively releases him, almost throwing him on the floor. 
“What’s your full name?”. 
“Choi Yeonjun”. he admits, fixing his shirt. 
soobin points at him and looks at beomgyu in confusion. 
“he’s a choi?”. 
“yeah but low key I think he’s from the poorer side of the family”. 
“there’s no such thing as a poor choi, beomgyu”. 
beomgyu shrugs. 
“I don’t know I met this fool like last week when I was skipping class”. 
soobin face palms himself before picking his head up again. 
“does your parents have money to your name?”. yeonjun nods at the question. 
“so this motherfucker rich too? damn! when am I going to get my inheritance?”. michael joked copping a squat on the living room couch with a can of cola in his hand. 
“michael shut your broke ass up”. beomgyu retaliates while slapping michael’s head before heading to the kitchen, leaving soobin and yeonjun still at the front door. soobin just stares at him. 
“why the hell you so scary?”. he asks in an overbearing tone. being quite intimidated yeonjun felt the need to defend himself. 
“why the hell you so loud?”. he retorts. 
“because this is my fuckin house and I have the right to be”. 
“this is not your fuckin house it’s your parents house until they die. then it’s your house. are you forgetting that I’m a choi too?”.
“who the fuck are you talking to like that?”. soobin booms stepping closer. 
“yo gyu come get your boys man”. kevin hollered overhearing them both. beomgyu jogs back to the foyer standing in front of the two. 
“ladies ladies! simmer down just a littl--”.
“no you need to check your boy gyu”. soobin interjects pointing in his face. 
“shut your bitch ass up”. yeonjun hisses. 
“yo yo! how about we just chill? I bought some beers with me. we can all have a good time”. beomgyu settles shifting his eyes between yeonjun and soobin.
“man whatever”. soobin rolls his eyes. he didn’t have the energy to keep arguing with yeonjun. plus he secretly liked him anyways, because he knew how to defend himself. 
“someone is in your driveway”. minho informs snatching back the curtains. Soobin cocked an eyebrow. “In my driveway?”. he opened his front door to see a blue sports car parked right behind his. He waited a bit to see who it was. out of the passenger seat came Mia who--well lets just say fury was an understatement. “oh shit”. beomgyu mutters. Soobin shuts the door behind him and tells the boys to stay inside. They all watch from the window.
“Are you fucking serious soobin? Like seriously are you for real?!”. 
“what the fuck are you talking about?”. he calmly asks with his hands shoved in his pockets. she approaches him angrily. 
“you fucking set me up what else would I mean?!”.
“nobody set you up”. 
gritting her teeth she throws pointless punches at his chest. I say pointless because they barely hurt soobin.
“why the fuck are you lying?! you brought me to that hotel and you let your friends run a train on me that’s so fucked up on so many levels!!”. she screamed. soobin smirked. 
“well did you enjoy it like I said?”. 
with steam almost coming out of her ears at this point mia raises a hand and slaps him across his face. soobin clenched his stinging jaw in anger. 
“fuck you!! fuck you you’re a jerk!”.
“don’t put your fucking hands on me”. soobin warns. and mia didn’t care of course. she lifts her hand and slaps again much harder than before. The boys covered their mouths while they watch from afar. 
“what did you get out of it huh?! huh?! is that how sick you are?! get your kicks out of seeing girls’ lives ruined?”. she shoves him backward.
“let me tell you something. that shit is going to haunt me for the rest of my life I’ll never get that moment back!”. she screams and broke out into full fledge tears. She raises her hand once more but this time soobin grasps it, he took every drop of liquid his mouth could muster and spat it right in her face. 
“I don’t give a fuck. you’re an attention seeking slut who does anything to be popular. let’s share that moment on our social media page”. he snarls before coldly going back into his house with a slamming door.
mia just stood there, not believing the fact that she had saliva dripping down her forehead. 
“I hate you choi soobin!!!”. she shrieks to the top of her lungs and stomps her way back to her car. All eyes were on soobin once he walks through his front door. most of them had their mouths still covered with the exception of beomgyu who just stood there with his jaw practically touching the floor.
“did you just spit on mia howard?”. yeonjun asks. 
“yeah i’m sorry who are you again?”. soobin replies being the ass that he was. yeonjun sucks his teeth and rolls his eyes. He was about to say something before he was cut off. 
“bro what the hell did she say to you?”. kevin’s next to ask. 
“some bullshit about how I ruined her life because you guys fucked her”. 
yeonjun blinks. 
“wait a minute. you all fucked Mia howard?”. 
“yup. choo choo!”. minho sounds with his lips taking another sip of his drink. yeonjun’s eyes bulge out of his sockets. 
“you surprised by that? who hasn’t fucked Mia howard”. seongjun adds. 
“me!”. yeonjun punctuates. 
“I mean besides the fact that shes the most popular girl in school you not missing out on shit”. beomgyu chimes in. 
“she’s the sexiest girl in school too”. yeonjun adds again resulting in a rage among the guys. all of them shouting ‘woah!’ sounding like seagulls.
“definitely most popular but i’d never say the prettiest”. seongjun says shortly after.
“hell yeah you know her best friend olivia bro? she can get it any day of the week”. beomgyu admitted. 
“why don’t you give it to her then?”. soobin challenged.
“she not going to fuck me because she knows I’m no good”. 
“get her drunk. you have a bar in your house don’t you?”. soobin pointed out.
“relax soobin. he has to take it slow. get her to send you nudes first and go from there”. seongjun informs and they all nod in agreement.
“that’s some smart shit”, beomgyu agrees. 
“I got in idea though”. minho spoke. 
“we should make a list of the sexiest girls in our grade. from the prettiest to the ugliest and just slap that shit on a bulletin board somewhere in school”. 
as childish as it was, they actually all got excited from that idea. so they all put their heads to the test. It was quite a depressing morning for some females in the Academy of saint joseph’s when the entirety of the school read it and saw their rankings. 
you however were too busy in the history room doing your extra credit work to care. “did you see the list”. you overheard way too many girls say. “yeah honestly i thought I’d rank higher than that”. their friend would reply in the most somber tone. you wondered why they cared about how someone ranks them anyways. Plus, who ever made the list where A-list jerks in your opinion.
no matter where you went everyone was talking about it. You haven’t overheard one single female who was happy with their spot on it.  It was sorrowful to hear. since you didn’t have anyone else to share your thoughts with on the subject you waited patiently until your astronomy class with soobin. you sat diligently at the table you guys shared together. there happened to be another video watching today and Sister helena was counting on you to keep soobin in check.
on the brink of the late bell soobin, kevin and beomgyu strolled in. 
“you guys are almost late. hurry to your seats”. 
“keyword: almost. you mad for no reason”. kevin rebuttals and laughs while taking his seat right in front of soobin who slid in the chair next to you, asking you how your knee was doing. beomgyu sits across them both. 
“today we will be watching a video on Dark Matter. I will be handing out questions for you and your partner to work together and fill out by the end of the class. If this task is not completed you will get half points for today’s grade”.
sister helena explains before she rolls the big tv in the room for you all to see.she turned off the lights and started the dvd. it was malfunctioning though, so it took her a little longer than usual to get it fixed. In the meantime the class was talking amongst themselves about that one thing, 
the list.
“soobin have you saw the list yet?”. you ask rather quietly.
“of course I have”. he replies. 
“what do you think of it?”. soobin shrugs.
“eh. it’s just a list”. 
“so you don’t think that’s a bad move to make? ranking people on the way they look?”.
“behind the list lies people with opinions. no one is required to believe them. they just do”.
“come on soobin that’s messed up don’t you think?”. kevin smirks to himself overhearing you. he turns around. 
“I don’t know why you’re so worried. I don’t even think your ugly ass is on the list because you ranked so low”. 
he said, of course loud enough for everyone to hear. loud enough for everyone to laugh. and they did. All you could do was sit there with a giant lump in your throat feeling nothing but sorry for yourself. 
“bro relax”. soobin hisses and kevin scoffs before turning around in his seat. 
“alright class simmer down. the film is beginning”. St.helena warns and you were grateful for her even though she didn’t hear anything. you were just glad she made everyone stop. 
so ugly that you weren’t even up there? that was enough to make you cry. you felt your face grow hot replaying his words over and over. you didn’t want to care about that damned list which is why you haven’t even saw it yet. but based off of what kevin said you didn’t even want to see it. 
you felt your lip start to quiver. soobin nudged you. 
“hey don’t worry about him alright? he doesn’t know what he’s talking about”. 
“try not to cry too loud, i didn’t see your name up there either”. Ava, one of mia’s friends whispers from beside you. 
you glared at soobin with tears in your eyes. you didn’t want to care but, words couldn’t express how ugly you felt. 
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junhyukiscute · 4 years
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13 + castle j + fluff please & ty
babysitting (mcnd castle j x reader)
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drabble 13: “you’d be a great parent in the future… i mean what??”
it was a day before your guys’ date when castle j texted you.
baby 💜: hey j, im sorry for what im gonna say
baby 💜: can we reschedule the date please? my cousin dropped off her kids so im babysitting them for the weekend :((
you frowned a bit. you were so excited for the date because you missed him so much. you sighed before typing a reply.
you: oh really..? that’s a shame :(( it’s okay, have fun!
quickly after, you got another message.
baby 💜: wanna babysit with me? it doesn’t hurt to have another person in the house :p
you smiled and replied with an “omw” before grabbing your jacket and leaving to visit his dorm.
castle j was giddy with excitement at the thought of seeing you. it’s been awhile since he last hung out with you, him being in a newly debuted rookie group and you being a newly debuted solo artist.
“hyung, why’re you smiling at your phone?” his nephew questioned.
“oh, my girlfriend is gonna come over to help me take care of you and yeonwoo. i can’t wait for you to meet her.”
he heard a ding dong and opened it immediately, finding you standing with a bag of fruits. “hi, i brought some fruit for everyone to eat.”
you smiled and he hugged you tightly, “come on in, they’re in the living room watching pororo.” you slipped off your shoes and followed seongjun into the living room. “the boy is named dohyung and the girl’s name is yeonwoo. say hi guys!” he ushered the two children to greet you. 
“hi, dohyung and yeonwoo! it’s nice to meet you, i’m (y/n)!”
“hyung says that you’re a rapper, do you know zico?” the boy questioned. 
you laughed before replying, “yes, i know him! i’ve never meet him in real life but he’s an amazing rapper!”
“can you rap for us please?” yeonwoo begged. you rapped to “any song” by zico and the kids were in awe.
seongjun just watched the whole thing unfold as you played with yeonwoo and dohyung. (y/n) would be a great wife, he thought. he excused himself into the kitchen to cut out some fruit for the little ones to eat. 
“they’re really lively, it’s cute,” you said as you walked into the kitchen.
“mm, they’re too lively sometimes though. are they taking a nap right now?”
“yeah,” you laughed, “it was hard to get them to fall asleep, but i did it! oh- can i have some strawberries?”
seongjun picked up a strawberry, “say ‘ahh’.” 
you playfully slapped his shoulder, “you’re so cringey, seongjun,” and picked the strawberry out of his hand to eat it before you took some of the uncut fruit and a knife to help him.
he couldn’t help but stare at you. you looked so relaxed and happy, not to mention you were so good with the kids. seongjun blurted out, “you’d be a great parent in the future... i mean what??” before laughing nervously. 
you looked at him, “pfft. so that was what you were thinking about when you were staring like a creep? i mean, i guess i am pretty wifey material,” you said smugly. 
he rolled his eyes playfully before looking at you sincerely, “you know, i hope that once we’re older, we can start a family together.”
you stopped cutting the fruit and leaned against the counter, “you want me in your future?” you smirked.
he smiled, “i can’t imagine anyone else i’d want to spend the rest of my life with.”
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heavenwithgyu · 4 years
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The Monster Under My Bed
↬ summary: being his “monster” was never fun, work was never fun. but he was.
↬ word count: 1.1k
↬ genre: F
↬ a/n: i might make a part two idk, i didn’t want this to get to long. Also, my first actual ff im posting on here so enjoy i suppose, and it wasn’t proofread either so ignore the mistakes if there is any.
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I sat in my office, my feet kicked up on my desk as I yawned.
I hadn’t gotten much sleep recently and I dreaded actually going to work as I wouldn’t do my best.
I put my hands behind my head, sighing as I closed my eyes, deciding to get a little shut eye before I had to go. I settled further into my chair, recrossing my legs to get more comfortable before I actually started my nap.
I found myself sitting in a field, flowers encompassed me while I watched the sky, a clear blue sight with a few cotton candy looking clouds floating around.
I stood up, walking towards the forest nearby, curiosity getting the best of me as I walked deeper.
The forest growing more and more compact until I was brushing against trees on both sides, having to break branches to keep going. The need to go further into the forest exponentially larger until I was practically running, my sides beginning to hurt as I kept going, the branches growing continuously sharper.
I reached a small hole in the forest, looking around before spotting a crow.
It looked back at me before smiling at me, a set of teeth accompanied the smile, a feeling of dread coming from deep within me.
“Wake up now, you’ll be late for work.” It said before it opened its mouth, my alarm from my office came from it.
I woke up in a cold sweat, turning off the alarm and standing up.
Shaking my shoulders, I walked over to my station, waiting a few seconds.
My body grew lighter before I was under his bed.
Bang Junhyuk, someone who still believed in us, monsters.
Mostly because I did my job correctly, other monsters normally grow tired of their “partners” and giving up, finding a younger one to feed on.
I didn’t want to give up on him yet, he was the highlight of my day because I would normally catch him in the middle of singing which would make his reactions better if I appeared in the corner of his eyes.
He would scream loudly, yelling at who he thought was someone he knew before realizing nothing was there.
It was funny.
I heard him rustling on the bed, mumbling a song to himself as he did something, I was guessing eating as he did that a lot as well.
I knew a lot about him since I had been with him for a while, I knew he drew a lot as he had of drawings taped up in the room, but occasionally would take them down.
I knew he shared a room with someone, but they would be out of the room a lot, I would always make sure to leave before he would be in the room.
I had their schedule down very well, he would stay out late at night and come back exhausted, on days like that, I left him alone because I have morals, I know when he needs to be left alone.
I crept out from under the bed, standing up against the wall to where he wouldn’t see me.
I walked closer, pausing when I heard him rustle around more before the lights to the room turned on and he was looking at me straight on.
I squeaked before dropping down, turning into a shadow on the ground.
“Woah wait, I just wanted to meet you! I didn’t know you could do that.” He exclaimed, I came back up, him staring at me with fascination.
“You wanted to.. meet me?” I asked slowly, he nodded as he smiled at me.
“You look far different than I expected, I thought you would look scarier than that.” He said, gesturing to me.
I looked at myself and realized I just looked like a normal person, minus the bright blue skin.
“I-I, well this is what I look like every day. I can change what I look like to be scarier but this is what I genuinely look like. How did you know I was in here, Junhyuk?” I asked, sitting on the floor to which he joined me, sitting in front of me.
He chuckled before he did though, seemingly proud of himself.
“I timed it, I realized you always appear at the same time and leave right before Minjae comes in. But I know you also enjoy my drawings because I’ll find them on my table laid out neatly, and I know you enjoy Seongjun’s cooking since I’ve found food missing when I was eating it.” He said, I laughed as I nodded.
“Okay but in my defense, his food is good. Especially his tteokbokki.” I replied, his eyes lit up as he agreed quickly, us laughing together before we both quieted down.
“What’s your name?” He asked, I looked at him, pausing for a second.
I had said it instantly in my head, ready to just give him my name.
It was Rosie, so it wasn’t that scary at all which would make him less scared of me, assuming he was scared of me at all anymore.
“I think we’ll put off from that question.” I answered, him staying silent afterwards.
“I still can’t believe I technically caught you.” He mumbled, his gaze moving from my face, shocked to see me still.
“Neither can I, I’ve never heard of someone catching one of us before, which is why I still tried to hide after you did catch me.” I told him, giggling as I realized how silly his first impression was of me. It was me turning into a little shadow on the ground, not the scary thing that had been with him for years.
He looked back at me, scoffing out of disbelief.
“You should probably get going, Minjae will be here soon, he’s running early tonight.” He said suddenly, I nodded as I stood up, looking at the light switch to be able to turn off the lights.
The lights dimmed and I slid under his bed, settling before I felt him grab my arm, alarm raising in me as I heard him begin mumbling.
“I hope we can be friends after this.” He said before letting go, me landing back at my station.
“Friends..?” I repeated aloud to myself, surprised he would want to be friends with me.
I walked over to my desk, plopping in it with disbelief as I stared straight ahead, trying to grab a hold of what happened. My cover had been blown and instead of him hating me and being terrified, he was nice and wanted to be my friend.
“What the hell just happened?” I asked myself, dropping my head into my hands as I tried to grasp what I would do now.
Technically I should find a new partner, he was no longer scared of me so my job was over.
But he wanted to be friends and I couldn’t just leave him, he seemed like a good person and I would hate to hurt him like that.
I sighed into my hands before I let my hands fall onto the table, not sure how to process what happened or move on.
I would have to think about it for a few days, which meant a break from him.
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indigomovn · 5 years
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honorable faves of produce x 101
(another post no one asked for)
in one of my previous posts, i revealed my final list of my top 10 picks on produce x 101. i wanted to make an honorable mentions list to all the contestants that i was rooting for but were sadly eliminated. anyway here’s my honorable mentions:
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lee midam
he was my original number one pick. i’m a mate or a silver boys stan so rooting for him was a no brainer for me. he has stellar vocals, great dancing skills and could be a decent rapper if he tried. i was worried at first since he has dealt with problems in yg treasure box but i’m glad he had the resilience to start a new chapter in his life. i wish him the best in the future.
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kim sihun
i’ve heard his name back in 2017 where he was rumored to join mixnine (that never happened) so when i saw him and the bnm boys, i wanted to give him my full support. he’s a great rapper, dancer and could possibly be an amazing vocal. he can choreograph - yall seen finesse right? he has a bright future and usually bnm trainees do really well after pd101. (stan bnm boys and ab6ix yall).
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park yuri
can’t believe this man was so close to being an nct member like wait the what now? since that never worked out - he’s stuck to modelling but he never gave up his dream of being onstage. he is an amazing rapper and a decent dancer so he really has it all covered. bonus he can speak russian (seungyeon can also speak portugese but thats another discussion we can have).
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yoon junghwan
this guy is an amazing vocal like wow he can hit those high notes. sad that he’s being overshadowed by his fellow trainee eunsang but hopefully he can shine on his own spotlight soon. like i said, i stand and support by bnm boys and hopefully the three boys pull a mxm if eunsang ends up in the final group. he also looks a lil bit like junkyu to me lol.
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hong seongjun
(thats the only gif i could find of him) he’s an awesome vocal and dancer i wish mnet could let him shine even if it was for a minute. i have a soft spot for all the bnm boys so he was no exception. i wanna see him showcases his assets in the future since mnet didn’t do a great job doing so.
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lee jinwoo
anyone else shocked that he was eliminated? i was surprised considering how he was in the top 10 in the last ranking only to be eliminated in the next rankings. he is hands down the cutest contestant in the season (sorry dongpyo) and his relationship with jinhyuk is honestly the cutest. he has a beautiful voice and decent footwork so i have a good feeling that he will succeed.
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choi suhwan
yes my favorite independent trainee. i couldn’t agree more with him when he expressed his dissatisfaction of companies choosing trainees based on appearance rather than talent. he even said this one guy’s skills aren’t great but he was accepted due to his looks. he is one talented vocal and he will definitely be getting love calls from different companies after this and he will be onstage again.
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wang jyunhao
ah yes, one of the yg trainees. jyunhao has a beautiful voice and sadly wasn’t showcased during his time on the show. anyone who has watched yg treasure box knows his a heartwarming person and smiles all the time but pd101 didn’t air his positive moments. he really deserves the world and he will stand on the stage.
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kim gukheon
i got familiar with him during mixnine and he is one goofball. his vocal is wonderful, dance is stellar and his rap is fire like the man’s got it all plus he never fails to make me laugh. i love how much he cares about yuvin and how much he worries about him eventhough he was the one eliminated. their relationship is the most genuine relationship i’ve ever seen this season.
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choi byungchan
he is one amazing dancer like ok dude we get it you dance like no one’s watching. he’s also a great vocal like wow. i want to wish him a healthy recovery cause achilles tendon is some serious shit like spraining a joint is one thing but tearing a tendon and/or ligament is another and i want him to rest well. also please don’t overwork yourself cause that how you get injuries sometimes.
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i wish not only these ten boys the best but to all of the contestants who gave up their time to participate in the show despite the fact that mnet is using them. these boys all came onto the show for the same reason - to kickstart their idol career and create a name for themselves. they all deserve to live their dreams.
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burningstar-light · 1 year
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Little Injuries (Seongjun Baek x Reader)
@spaceyflowers @spaceyflowerswriting
Content: friends to lovers, delinquent Seongjun, you're both in love and don't realise it until the end of the story
Warnings: injury kissing, old lady fussing over you being a cute couple, food and food being eaten.
3rd pov
The sound of a bell rang clear through the building, the teacher's voice instructed the group of rowdy students to leave the classroom. One young man hung back, the teacher and student making light conversation as they both packed their respective items, a knock sounded at the door, both looked over, the young man's face lit up, lips pulling into a bright smile.
Reader’s Pov
My knuckles rap lightly against the wooden door, poking my head through the entryway, my eyes finding Seongjun right away, he looked pretty in that slightly rough way of his. Short dark hair was ruffled, his uniform was rumpled, shirt untucked, blazer open, the two top buttons had fallen off, eyes flick down to settle on his hands as he grips the back of the chair, purple bruises coat his knuckles, he must have been in another fight.
I watched Seongjun bid the teacher goodbye, collecting his things and walking over to me, his shoulder bumps softly into mine, I stumbled slightly, his laugh filled my ears. I whip around scowling at him, a hand grabs my arm gently pulling me so I stand upright.
“Can’t even stand straight,” he chuckled again, “that’s the entire reason no one is scared when you threaten to fight them.”
“Hey! Everyone is scared of me!” I bark out, frowning up at him, all he replies with is a soft hum as he tugs me along down the hall. His hand grabs my bag from my shoulder flinging it over his own, before grabbing my arm again muttering something about how we can’t have me falling over again.
“You know you don’t need to wait for me everyday,” he pauses, “I really do appreciate it.”
I watched him run his free hand through his hair, ruffling his hair, his blue eyes slid to mine, a cheeky grin slipping across his face.
“Well, how could we break our tradition? We’ve been walking home together since we’re in primary, PLUS! Everytime you leave my sight you get into a fight!”
“Then you should stay by my side all the time then, keep me from getting in trouble,” he grinned down at me, “plus everyone would be running away, anyway, since you’re so scary.”
“Yeah, yeah… Enough making fun of me… Are we still going to that little cafe today?”
“But making fun of you is so fun,” I push open the door as he talks, holding it for him and continuing our track away from the school, his eyes glimmering mischievously as he speaks, “we can go to the cafe if you come to my next judo match.”
 “You act like I’m not always at your matches, I don’t think I’ve missed one in the last 2 years, dummy.”
He chuckled softly, “ I guess that’s true, what if you show up in a cheerleading outfit this time, ya know with the pom-pom’s and everything, you cheering from the sidelines might just encourage me to win faster… I can hear it now,” his voice turns high and mocking, “Seongjun! Seongjun! You’re so strong and amazing! I’ve never met someone so hot and sexy.”
“Well, first off, I’m not going to show up to your match with a cheerleading costume on, and secondly I’d never call you any of that!”
I watched his head tilt back, laughter falling from his open lips, I couldn’t help but join him in laughing, bumping my shoulder against his. We squable some more as we walk to the cafe, chatting and laughing together. My fingers curl around his hand dragging him towards the hidden cafe, it was magical, all vines and old wood, pastel flowers poking from between the green, fairy lights strung up over head. Freshly brewed coffee and fragrant pastries wafted towards us as we enter, my stomach grumbling loudly, my mouth watering at the smell, we settle down at a booth, soft leather cushioning us, lovely old wooden tables shined under our hands. We ordered quickly as the waitress came to our table, for me a hot chocolate he ordered a tea and an assortment of pastries for the both of us.
“Seongjun,” my voice was serious and low, his blue eyes focused on me filled with worry, “give me your hands and my bag.” 
He did so with no words, he laid both hands on the table in front of me, bruised and scabbed, my fingers reaching into my bag, plucking out a small jar and a few small bandaids. I gently take his hand into mine, smearing the sweet smelling salve over his knuckles, rubbing them in small circles, I repeat on his next hand, cute band aids soon cover his hands, pink hearts and strawberry themed. Without thinking my lips pressed against his injuries, kissing each knuckle tenderly, my eyes flicked up to watch him, pale skin was burning a deep red, his bottom lip taken between his teeth, warm blue eyes meet my own, they swirled with warmth and something else, I lean my cheek against his palm softly.
“Now, they’ll heal faster,” i murmur.
A cheerful bubbly voice tears me from my trance, my body jerks backwards, hands lingering on his for a moment longer before pulling away somewhat reluctantly. 
“Oh my! What an adorable young couple,” the older woman places the drinks and dishes between us, she claps her hands together happily, “you two remind me of me and my husband in our youth! Make sure to come here often, for such a sweet couple we’ll always keep our best pastries, let me take care of you!”
I smile at her nodding quickly, “We’ll try to come back everyday, thank you so much!”
She walks away quickly humming a cheerful tune, I turn back to joon, his eyes were on me again as he sipped his drink, warmth bloomed at my cheeks as I scooped up a pastry, I bit into it letting out a soft noise at the taste, sweet and buttery. 
“Omg! You have to try this, it's wonderful!” I mutter happily, bring the pastry up to his lips, his large band aid covered hand cupping my own as he took a small bite, his tongue flicking over his bottom lip collecting the flakes of pastry that had crumbled off.
“She’s right, ya know, we would make an adorable couple,” he smirked, hand sliding down my arm before cupping my cheek, his thumb swiping the crumbs off my bottom lip, I lean against his palm.
“We’ve been best friends for years, are you sure you’re ready to make this leap? Dating?” I wanted it, truly I did but did he?
“Yes,” his voice was soft, “I don’t think, I’ve wanted something more in my life.”
I nod, turning my head to press a kiss to his wrist, “let’s be together, but let’s take it slow, i don’t want to rush anything and possibly mess what we have up.”
I let out a soft yelp as he squeezed my cheek between his strong fingers, his hand slid to my chin holding my face in place as he leaned in, warm lips pressing against my cheek.
“Here, now it will heal faster.”
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stolenwetfloorsign · 2 years
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sushibird spicy hcs 🚪 🏃💨
I gotchu anon, I gotchu 
Let’s just clarify, I am a firm believer in dominant 244/sub Seongjun. But, I also believe that 244 would use sex as a form of control by appealing to Seongjun's mental image of himself.
Now it get’s a bit graphic so NSFW warning all around. I do NOT fuck around with dub/non con no matter how fucked up the ship is.  CW for knives and grooming 
244 is such a damn tease, making comments, casual touches, just to get a rise out of Seongjun so he has to initiate everything. He whispers sweetly into his ear with his body pressed against Seongjun's back, sliding his hands over Seongjun's waist just to pull back and innocently smile as if nothing ever happened. Seongjun turns on him, just as he wants him to, and grabs his hips to grind against his own.
244 has taught Seongjun everything he likes. My man will not entertain mediocre sex and makes sure that any prospected partner knows this. 
"You weren't thinking of leaving me alone like this, we're you?" Seongjun asks, nipping at his ear lobe.
"Wouldn't dream of it." 244 sighs, leaving his hands on Seongjun's triceps and his neck tilted to be kissed.
Seongjun only knew how to fuck hard and fast, sex was like a means to an end for him. 244 would not have that, 
He bends Seongjun over with a hand on his throat only to slowly thrust in, “You take me so well.” He praises, hot breath on Seongjun’s ear.  
244 can talk man, like all night. He praises Seongjun’s body, his hands, his mouth, how strong he is. But reprimands every movement against him. If Seongjun asked he would willfully degrade the fuck out of him for the same things he’d praise him for (I have not the strength to put Seongjun’s daddy kink in this, but know we are all thinking it). When he stops talking it usually means he wants Seongjun to beg for him, he’d pin him to the mattress by his wrists and make no further movements, waiting for Seongjun to say what he wants.
(Phone sex bitch, I know you can imagine it)
Seongjun wouldn’t admit this out loud, but being physically restrained and fucked senseless is entirely liberating to him. Probably not for a while after recovering from being in the yakuza, but eventually with someone he trusts enough to not kill him in the act he could really enjoy that. 
On a similar note, 244 has to be so in control of everything in his life that sometimes letting someone else take over in the bedroom is relieving. At first he would never trust Seongjun to do this, but after a while of teaching him and getting used to his body he would let Seongjun take the reigns for once. 
Hair pulling. So much hair pulling. Mostly from 244, every time he wants to gain just a little more control he drags a hand through Seongjun's hair and pulls at the roots.
244 has a thing for putting strong willed men on their knees. He loves watching them lose all dignity while they tear at his slacks and whine for his cock. He taught Seongjun to take it slow, unzip his fly with his teeth, tease him through the fabric and make a show with his tongue. Seongjun quickly learns that he is very good with his hands, among other things. 
They love being on display for each other. Seongjun will lounge around in nothing but a robe waiting for 244 to get a taste for him. 244 will leave his shirt unbuttoned and casually touch himself while Seongjun watches. (I also love to imagine 244 in lacy lingerie). 
Some kinks: 
Knives. So much knife play, you know Seongjun loves using them to threaten 244, and in a scene 244 would love the adrenaline ride that comes from it (he doesn’t like being put in actual danger or fight or flight kicks in, so credit cards. Seongjun’s skilled hands wielding a credit card to 244′s neck while he sits blindfolded on a bar stool) (do I even have to say money kink?) 
Puppy/primal play. At the light end of this spectrum I think 244 enjoys it when Seongjun prowls over him like a cat, kneading his hands into his legs like paws. On a more formal side of things 244 loves coming home to someone chained up and needy for him. Seongjun would never agree to this unless it was a short period of time with netflx/newtube and food at his fingertips. 
Salirophilia, in terms of makeup. Eyeliner staining Seongjun's hands where he grips 244's arms, slathering his own body in black makeup and sweat from their closeness.
Fighting before fucking is just them. They have an agreement to only leave bruises where camera’s can’t see them, and that does make some of the slamming each other on various surfaces rough. 
Aftercare: they might not call it aftercare, but they are definitely not gentle with each other and I don’t think either of them enjoys being in much pain after the fact. 
244 enjoys giving/receiving a good massage, ironing out the bruises he left on Seongjun’s thighs/ass/back. On the occasion that Seongjun fucks him up, it’s always assured that he will receive some good hand care afterwards. 
Showers together <3 because I’m a softy for it <3 244 likes brushing Seongjun’s hair out with fancy conditioner after completely ruining it. 
I cannot imagine them cuddling/sharing a bed. They’ll fuck, treat each others wounds, then Seongjun would trudge to the guest room or 244 would just straight up leave. 
Because I love bitches that can’t fuck, I shall leave us on this note. If 244 is not in the mood there is no making him. If he stops being into it any point during sex he will just stop it. He may or may not give his partner the courtesy of an explanation, most likely followed by kicking them out. 
I can never write smut fics for them since I never know where to start/end, but I hope this was an enjoyable read. <3
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Love is War part 15
Here we go! Part 15!  I hope you guys like it! And my request box is finally open again, so feel free to drop by it with a request. :) 
Word Count: 2138 Warnings: None
Suho led you to the room where you had stayed six months ago. Everything looked exactly the same, as though not a single thing had been touched. The only thing out of place was the covers on the bedding. They seemed to be ruffled up as though someone had recently slept there. Shooting a questioning look at Suho, he blushed lightly.
“After you left, I probably slept here every night. Everything here smelled like you, so it helped me feel like you were still here.” Squeezing his hand lightly, you slowly let go and walked over to the closet to find all of your old clothes here. You grabbed a pair of grey skinny jeans, dark maroon muscle tee, and a black cardigan. “So, you go from cute and innocent to the ‘bad girl’ look just like that?” Suho asked, smirking.  
“This is how I normally dress.” You replied, laughing yourself. “Seungjun and the rest of KNK remembers me from when we were younger. And this is how I dressed back then too.”
Suho hummed in response, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing the top of your head. “Well, go get changed then and meet me in the main room. We’ll leave when you’re ready.”
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You got changed quickly and grabbed a pair of all black timberlands, struggling to put them on as you went to meet Suho. Still hopping around with one foot held up, you pushed back against the door and ended up tripping into the room. You felt six eyes immediately on you, a few laughs telling you who they were.
“Yah! It’s not funny!” You whined, standing up and glaring at the boys. Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Kai and Kyungsoo immediately stopped laughing, while Luhan and Suho continued to chuckle.
“Come on, get your shoes on over here.” Suho patted the couch cushion that sat in front of a map. Grabbing your shoe, you quickly walked over to sit beside Suho, staring curiously at the map. “Ok, so we are here.” He pointed at one location on the map.
“But where is the group we’re meeting with?” Luhan asked, leaning over Suho to get a closer look at the map.
“They should be here,” You said, pointing at Hongdae. “That’s where I heard they were based last.”
Nodding, Suho made sure you had your shoe finally on before standing and leading the way out. Immediately gravitating towards Suho’s bike, you waited for him to get on first before crawling on behind him. Within a matter of seconds, he had revved his bike up and took off.
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It didn’t take long to reach Hongdae. The streets seemed empty in the morning light, but in a few alley ways you could see people running across every once in awhile. Looking around, you tried to identify the building that KNK resided in.
“I think it’s that one!” You said, pointing at a club on the corner. Suho pointed out the building to the others and motioned for them to all stop a block short. Everyone jumped off their bikes, standing around a little cautiously as they kept their hands hovering over their lightsabers. “Come on.”
You lead them down the sidewalk and to the club. Entering, you motioned for Suho and the rest to hang back while you entered the main room. Suho gave you a look as if to say that he wouldn’t let you go alone. But you met his gaze with a harder one. Holding up his hands, he let you enter alone.
Ears hearing the soft beat of the music in the background, you sighed. It was a relief to your ears to walk into a club that wasn’t blasting music loudly like the ones that BTS owned. Scanning the main room you searched for any sign of life. In the back of the room you noticed three bodies sitting around a table covered in drinks. Two of the boys were tall, one with dark blonde hair and the other with black. And the third boy was shorter than the others with light brown hair. Smiling, you started to run over to them.
“Oppa!” You called out. “Youjin oppa!”
The three boys turned around and stood, startled by the sudden noise. You threw your arms around the tallest, Youjin, pulling him into a hug. Youjin tensed under you at the sudden hug before peeling you off of him. Giggling, you looked up at the boy as he stood there awkwardly. You knew that he was never the one to like hugs, so that’s why you had chosen him to hug.
“Y/N?” He asked.
“Mhm. Did you already forget what I sound like?” You feigned offence in you voice.
“Yah! Y/N!” Arms crashed around you as your name was called out. Laughing, you knew immediately that Heejun had wrapped his arms around your body.
“Aish, you’re crushing me Heejun!” You called out, punching him in the side lightly.
“Sorry, you know I can’t help it Noona.” Heejun smiled down at you, giving you one last squeeze before letting you go. Smiling, you patted him on the back and looked at the third boy.
“Inseong oppa, it’s good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too Y/N.” Inseong smiled down at you and ruffled your hair.
“Where’s Seungjun oppa?” You asked, looking around. “Kimchi too…”
Heejun laughed as you said Kimchii. It was the nickname that you had given their leader Kim Jihun when you were younger. “They’re in a different room. But, I need to ask something. Not that it isn’t good to see you, but why are you here? It’s strange to see you around here alone and without Jin.”
“Actually, I’m not here alone. I brought some people with me. I told them to wait behind at the door.”
“Who…?” Youjin asked.
“EXO.” Inseong’s eyes widened in surprise, and Heejun’s face changed from a smile to shock. Youjin had the same blank look to his face as before. “We need your help with something. That’s why I brought them.”
“What sort of help?” Youjin asked, straightening up.
“Help with Namjoon.” Your voice became very serious and cold at the mention of his name. “It… Might be best if Suho explains it. Inseong, will you go get the others please?” Inseong nodded at your request, immediately disappearing behind a door.
“So where’s Suho? Is anyone else with you two?” Heejun asked.
“Mhm. It’s Suho and five of the boys.” You glanced over to the door to find Suho peaking in. Motioning to him to come in, you looked back over at Youjin and Heejun. “Don’t worry, they’re actually nice.”
Heejun looked a bit doubtful as he watched the six boys walk in with cold eyes. Suho walked up to you, taking your hand and intertwining your fingers with his. Youjin’s expression suddenly changed to one of surprise then to what seemed to be understanding. Locking eyes with you, he nodded with a small smile tugging at his lips.
“Y/N!” You heard your name called out. Turning, you were met with the sight of Seungjun smiling at you. “It’s been a while!”
“Yea, it has.” You smiled and exchanged a bone crushing hug with him. He pulled away and Jihun came into sight, giving you a small smile and a nod.
“So what brings you here? And with EXO no less?” Seungjun asked.
“We need your help.”
“So, the mighty EXO needs help?” Jihun said, teasingly while patting you on the back. “What’s the problem?”
“Namjoon is the problem.” Suho spoke up. “He wants to start a war, all because he doesn’t want to hurt his pride.”
“What do you mean?” Inseong asked. Looking at the boy, you saw his eyes wide with curiosity.
“Should we start at the beginning?” You looked at Suho. He nodded and motioned for you to explain. “Well… about 9 months ago, EXO actually had kidnapped me. They wanted to hold me hostage to use for trade. BTS had captured two members from a gang they were allied with, and had taken some of their land. At first all I wanted to do was go back home, but slowly I realised that EXO wasn’t all that bad, and…” You paused, looking up at Suho with a light blush on your cheeks.
“And during her time with us, she ended up falling in love with me, and I with her.” Suho spoke up, squeezing your hand lightly.
“One day BTS brought back the members they had taken, and I had to go back with them. I told Namjoon that I didn’t want to go back, but if I hadn’t he would have beaten Suho to death in front of me. And about a day ago, we were all on a ride when we saw EXO also out on a ride. I ended up hopping bikes and going back with EXO. Namjoon saw this as EXO having brainwashed before, so he decided to plan a war against us.”
“He’s got two gangs on his side, and so far we have one for sure.” Suho added in. “And that’s why we’re here today.”
“So you came to ask us to join your guys I’m assuming?” Jihun asked.
“Yes. You guys were the first people that came to mind when I was thinking of who to ask. I’ve known you all for years, especially you Seongjun. You’re like a brother to me after all.” Seongjun smiled at your words, nodding his head slightly. “Will you help us? I know Jin will probably come to you guys next, which is why we got here as soon as we could.”
The five gang members exchanged glances with each other. Youjin and Seongjun leaned in towards Jihun to whisper something in his ear. Nervousness shot through your body. You worried that instead of siding with you, they would decide to side with Jin. Anxiety must have shown on your face, because Heejun leaned over and patted you on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry Noona. Nothing bad will happen, I promise.” He said, comfortingly. You smiled at the boy, thankful for his comforting words.
“We’ve made a decision.” Jihun said, gaining your attention.
“We’ll help you.” Youjin said, smiling at you.
Relief and happiness flooded your system. Squealing, you flung your arms around the closest boys, which happened to be Seongjun and Youjin. Seongjun laughed at your reaction, while Youjin tensed under your touch. Smiling like an idiot, you kissed the two both on the cheek before peeling yourself off of them.
“Thank you so, so, so much.” You said, looking all of them in the eyes.
“We’ve known you for long enough that we can’t just watch someone try to make your life miserable.” Jihun said. “And like you said with Seongjun being a brother to you. Y/N, you’re like a sister to us.”
“Thank you guys.” Suho said, bowing his head slightly.
“What will you guys do if Jin comes to ask y’all?” You asked, looking from Seongjun to Jihun.
“Don’t worry, we’ll handle that when it happens.” Seongjun said, placing an arm around your shoulders. “If he comes alone I’m pretty sure he’ll understand. If he comes with Namjoon then we’ll probably just say that we’ll stay neutral to avoid any arguments.”
Nodding in understandment, you smiled up at Suho who smiled back at you.
“Why don’t you go on back out with the rest of the boys? I need to ask them something then I’ll be right out.” Suho said, holding out a hand towards you.
“Ok?” You looked at him a bit confused, taking his hand and receiving a squeeze before you followed the others out.
Suho’s POV
Suho waited until Y/N was out out sight and hearing range before turning to the members of KNK. Staring each of them seriously in the eye he began to speak.
“If any one of you decides to betray us, and leak information to Namjoon and the others, I will not hesitate to end you. I don’t care how close Y/N is to any of you. Her being taken back by BTS is the last thing that I want, and it will NOT happen.”
The five boys were quiet and still for a second before nodding. Seongjun stepped out and approached Suho.
“Don’t worry. After knowing Y/N for long enough, the last thing I want to see is her miserable. So I wouldn’t do anything that would cause that pain to her. And I’ll make sure that none of the boys get persuaded by anyone’s words.”
“Good.” Suho nodded, turning and making his exit.
“What was that all about?” Y/N asked, standing by Suho’s bike with her arms crossed.
“Don’t worry about it.” Suho said, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. “Let’s go back home.”
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you watched in total fear, soobin being escorted out to the cop car outside the window beside you. he gave you money to eat while you studied but how could you even eat after what just happened? as soon as the police car sped off you collected your things along with soobin’s and rushed to his car. you thanked god for the rolled down windows and push to start button. 
you stretched your arm over the driver’s door and unlock it the way. you swing the door open and sit yourself in the driver’s seat while stuffing you and soobin’s things in the passengers’. you knew how to drive of course, but there weren’t many times you found yourself behind a wheel. you were too busy in panic mode to care anyways. you remembered how easily soobin called people through the touchpad in between the seats. you quickly acted, scrolling through his contacts and aha,
found yeonjun.
his phone rang several times before he answered. you thanked god for the second time, because there was no way you could tell his parents where he was right now. 
“hello?”. yeonjun answers. 
“hello? yeonjun?”. 
“soobin? your voice is high as hell right now you alright?”.
“this isn’t soobin”. 
“ah, girlfriend?”. 
“yes-whatever yeonjun I need your help. soobin just got arrested”. 
yeonjun felt himself drown with worry. he’d just talked to him about being prepared for anything but he didn’t think it would all take place so fast. 
“arrested? where? where are you? how did you get his phone?”. yeonjun asks in a panic while shoving his arms into his jacket. 
“I’m at the coffee shop in the middle of town. the cops just came in and asked for his name, and they cuffed him. I’m in his car right now”. 
“coffee shop in the middle of town? i live down the street. I’m on my way right now”. yeonjun assures before he hangs up. you take this time to lay your head on the driver’s wheel. you weren’t even the one who had gotten arrested yet you were scared out of your mind. you hoped nothing happened to him. all you had was prayers. and even though you haven’t been the best saint lately, you hoped god heard you loud and clear. 
“so? why did you do it soobin?”. one of the law enforcement officers had asked. soobin wriggled his wrists in the tight cold metal cuffs. he was sitting in a wooden chair at a table in the middle of a cold room. there was one light in the middle that shone a bright circle on the table alone. the law enforcement officer was on the other side of the table, there were two of them actually. they were way too big for soobin’s liking. 
“what? do what?”. 
“don’t play stupid with me”. one said aggressively. 
“why did you break into her home?”. the other said just as aggressive, bringing himself further into soobin’s peripheral. 
‘be prepared for anything’, he remembered yeonjun’s words clearly. he remained calm. 
“I didn’t break into anyone’s home”. soobin comfortably says. 
“you had to have something to do with it. these guys wouldn’t say your name if you didn’t”. 
“who said my name?”.
one of the officers began to spread out mugshots of kevin, michael, and seongjun. soobin curses in his head. he should’ve listened to you. they were never his real friends. 
“so? what the hell made you want to orchestrate home invasion and rape, soobin?”.
soobin thinks for a moment, trying to think logically rather than out of fear. if he thought out of fear he’d be a dead man. his heart was rising with each question but he wasn’t going to show it. 
“orchestrate?”. soobin tilts his head to the side, “I thought you said I was one of the ones who broke into her home? Now i’m the one orchestrating it?”.
the other officer slams his hands down on the table harshly. 
“the night of the incident, where were you?”. 
“my girlfriend’s house”. soobin says so nonchalantly that it pissed the officers off. 
“doing what?”. the other officer interrogated, trying to catch him in some sort of lie. soobin smirked to himself, revealing the dimple that always drove you crazy. he sits up in his seat, furthering his face to the shared light in the center of the room. 
“do you really want to know?”,
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yeonjun knocks on the window with his knuckle startling you. you lift your head and the both of you switch places. you were now in the passenger’s seat and yeonjun was behind the wheel. he looked just as stressed as you were and you were thankful that. at least he had one other person that cared about him just as much as you did. he stretches the seatbelt over himself, 
“so what happened? they just came in and cuffed him?”.
“yes we were about to study and they just came in and asked if he was choi soobin and left with him cuffed”. you confirmed with your anxiety through the roof. yeonjun combs his hair over with his hand while driving off. there were only a couple of police stations in town so he knew where to go. 
“did he look scared at all? nervous maybe?”.
“he looked kind of calm but you could tell he was scared on the inside”. 
yeonjun shakes his head a bit, “that’s not good. he needs to be in a calm state no matter what is going on”. 
“and how do you propose he do that? he just got arrested out of nowhere”. 
“if soobin acts out of fear he’s going to be behind bars within the next 24 hours. even if he looks scared or looks nervous he can’t show it. this will make him look guilty”.
“he didn’t do it! don’t they have evidence that he wasn’t there?”.
“the boys told the police several things. so i don’t know what’s going on right now. i just hope he’s keeping his head”. 
“yeah if he even had one in the first place--god i told soobin to stop associating with them. he’d never be in this”. 
“you shouldn’t worry, he should be fine for the most part”.
“how are you so sure?”. you question. 
yeonjun grins, “I have faith in my boy”.
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“what’s that? what the fuck are you grinning for?”. the officer expresses growing angry. soobin shrugs and sits back in his chair. 
“i can tell you a story of all the things I did at my girlfriend’s house. i’m telling you, I wasn’t there that night”.
“don’t get smart with us soobin we asked you one question. by avoiding it we’re going to assume that you know more information than you want to share”.  one retorted disgustingly.
“what were you doing on the night of the invasion at mia howard’s home?”.
soobin licks his lips. “eating pussy”. he said nonchalantly once again.
“don’t fucking play with us soobin”.
“you’re a rich boy aren’t you? can get any girl he wants and maybe mia howard rejected you. you texted your buddies and asked them to carry out that plan for you”.
“is this what happened?”. 
soobin shook his head. “they’re lying. mia howard has definitely sucked my dick before”.
“Look! we’re not here to troll you on your sexual experiences. we want to fucking know what you had to do with the mia howard case and why these perpetrators are saying that you carried out this plan”.
“they said you were the one that called all the shots in the group is this correct?”.
soobin nods, “to some degree”. 
“what do you mean to some degree?”.
“they listen to me but I never gave any orders. i’m only seen as the one who calls the ‘shots’ because financially and physically, i have most of the power. that’s out of my control though”.
“they said that just weeks before the incident you spit on her and kicked her out of your house. is this true?”.
shit, soobin thought.
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arriving at the police station was you and yeonjun. the both of you gave soobin’s name to the administrator who ushered you to the waiting area beside the interrogation room. a bland white wall arrayed with chairs, it looked like a jail cell within itself. 
“he’s being interrogated?”. you ask anxiously. yeonjun stares blankly at the sign on the door that read, “interrogation rm” before looking back at you. 
“no, he’s at the grocery store buying us a bag of chips”.
you scoff and roll your eyes. 
“is this really a time to be joking around?”. 
“no, but this also isn’t a time to be raising our anxiety levels and asking dumb ass questions with obvious answers”. 
you gave yeonjun a cold look to which he looked back at you and smirked like the asshole he was. 
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“and why would you do something like that?”.  
“me and mia weren’t the best people to each other around that time. after I met my girlfriend I didn’t associate with her again”. 
“tell us more about you and mia’s relationship”.
soobin sighs. 
“she wanted clout, i got oral in exchange. theres no relationship”.
“what did she do to make you angry enough to spit on her?”.
soobin swallowed. “she was attention seeking and was just using me. I let my anger get the best of me that day”. 
“and this wouldn’t be the first time your anger has got the best of you would it?”. 
“i don’t usually get angry like that”. 
“so this particular anger was just for mia?”.
“not just for her, I exploded on my parents a couple of times. you don’t see me carrying out a scheme for them though”.
“you just said you don’t get angry like that”. 
“i don’t”.
“so you don’t call exploding on your parents anger and spitting on others anger?”.
“both of those incidents happened only one or twice”.
he wasn’t a repeated offender, so the officers decided to push that off of the agenda. they then decided it was best to lie, they needed more evidence.
“theres evidence that shows this isn’t your first time carrying on another plan of rape. would you like to tell us about it?”.
“you thought we didn’t know, didn’t you?”. the other officer plays along as if soobin’s heart wasn’t bouncing in his chest. he quickly played it off. 
“another? I didn’t even commit this one, so how would there be another?”.
“that isn’t what your buddies said”. 
“they’re lying”. 
“are they? are they all just lying on your pure soul?”. 
“yes. I’m rich and popular aren’t I? they’re jealous”. 
“we’ll find out just how jealous they are”.the officers threatened before strolling out of the room. soobin gulped finally breathing comfortably. he toyed with his hands in his cuffs before a police officer strolls in shortly after. “come with me”. he beckoned. scared out his mind soobin approaches him and he grips soobin’s wrists while escorting him out of the room. words couldn’t explain the joy he felt when he spotted you and yeonjun in the hallway waiting patiently.
“soobin!”. you gasped while he was walking passed you, the police officer was aggressive with him and told him to keep walking. you and yeonjun followed the both of them of course. but you wish you hadn’t, your heart shattered when soobin was pushed behind those cold bars. he looked so helpless. “we’re keeping you in a holding cell overnight until your case is cleared. if they find no charges against you you’re free to go”. the police officer assured, locking it swiftly. 
“you two, 10 minutes only. if you go over you will be escorted by security”.
you and yeonjun nod gratefully while he walks away. you clutched the bars with a sorrowful look on your face, soobin’s heart broke. “I’m going to be okay mama, alright? it’s okay princess”. soobin uses the opening at the top of the bars to plant a kiss on your lips. 
“alright, bonnie and clyde”. yeonjun rolls his eyes and soobin pulls away.  “wait in the car alright? I have to talk to yeonjun”. you nodded. “take care of yourself soobin”. you assured before making your way there, trying to hold back tears. yeonjun waited until you were fully out of the door. 
“so? how was it?”. 
“it was fine at first until they started asking questions about how this is my second time planning a rape scheme”. 
yeonjun’s eyes widened. 
“they know about that?”.
“I’m guessing the boys told him”.
“whatever you do soobin do not panic alright? the boys still have evidence against you for anything yet. you don’t have to admit to anything”.
“how do I know they have no evidence against me? what if the cops have all the evidence in the world but just want to see what I’m going to lie about?”. 
“that also means how do you know the cops aren’t lying themselves? lying to the potential suspect is a interrogation tactic you know”.
“i don’t know yeonjun. that shit hit too close to home”. 
“remain calm. you’re going to get out this shit. the boys have absolutely nothing against you. unless those officers pull out some type of evidence the boys showed them, you’re okay”. 
soobin thinks for a moment and nods. yeonjun takes this time to knock the bars of the cell. 
“they really got you in this shit huh? you can now say you were an inmate at some point in your life”.
“now why the hell would I want to say that?”. yeonjun shrugs, 
“i don’t know, to sound bad ass”.
“yeonjun can you cover for me tonight? tell my parents i went on an overnight trip with the school sports team--anything just dont tell them I’m here”. 
yeonjun nods, “i got you”.
soobin chews on the inside of his cheek before requesting something else. 
“can you also do me another favor? I’ll pay you”. 
yeonjun already had money, but he figured a little extra change couldn’t hurt anyone. 
“what is it?”. 
“can you take care of someone for me?”. 
yeonjun rolls his eyes and immediately scoffs, knowing what soobin was getting at. 
“I’m serious jun”. 
“I know, that’s what getting me. what do I have to do?”.
“I pick her up for school every morning. she wakes up at 5:45am but she doesn’t like to tell me that because she hates when I pick her up. It takes her only 15 minutes to get dressed so be out there by 6:00. since the school doors doesn’t open until 7am I take her to get breakfast. she won’t admit to me that breakfast helps her throughout her school day because she doesn’t like when I spend money on her but do it anyway. I don’t care what she says, just do it. I wait outside her classroom door for her for most of her classes but since i know you aren’t as invested you don’t have to. just check on her in the morning and in the afternoon to make sure she’s having a good day. she has history in the morning and math in the afternoon. both of those classes stress her out a lot so if you see her stressed, take her out for ice cream after school. she will deny the fact that she’s stressed but don’t listen to her. just buy her ice cream anyways. she won’t tell you a specific flavor she wants so just buy her something with chocolate. make sure she gets home safely afterwards. do not pull off until she’s all the way in the house. I’m not saying you guys have to talk to each other but if you do just be gentle with her. she can be a bit feisty sometimes but that’s just how she--”. 
“you’re acting like you’re going to prison for the rest of your life”. yeonjun interrupts. 
“did you get everything?”. 
“yes. sounds like a lot of work. how much are we talking?”. 
“500?”. 
“mmcht. 500 is pocket change but i’ll take it since you’re a menace to society right now”. yeonjun jokes. 
“2 minutes!”. the officer warned. 
“if she looks stressed right now or if she’s crying take her to get some food alright? and don’t fucking flirt with her yeonjun i’ll kill you i swear to god”.
“you don’t have to worry about that she’s annoying just like you”. yeonjun assures on his way to leave. 
“take her shopping if she’s really depressed!”. soobin screamed after him. 
“damn! what else soobin would you like me to wipe her ass too?”. 
soobin laughed a little, 
“if she needs it!”. he replies. 
“for fucks sake soobin!”.
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