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jaesqueso · 1 year

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Sit down (m)

pairing: co-worker!taeyong x female office manager!reader (briefly featuring co-workers taeil, johnny and jaehyun)

summary: sometimes a women in power just wants to be played around like a toy

word count: 1,942

warnings: uses of ‘master’ and some degrading terms, oral sex, unprotected sex, cream pie

a/n: little page anniversary present to you all, thank you for all the support through these 2 years, I hope ya’ll enjoy it ❤

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

"Who was responsible for this?" You ask in a stern voice.

"That would be my team." Taeil says bowing his head in apology.

"Bring them in." You order. “Now."

Quickly the man leaves your office coming back followed by three other. You look at them recognising each one. Johnny Suh. Jung Jaehyun. And Lee Taeyong.

"I'm not gonna bother asking who's fault is this but you have one hour to get this sorted." All four of them bow and are about to leave the room until you interrupt. "Here. I want to see you fix this mess. Sit down.”

In a blink of an eye everybody takes a seat and gets down to work. With a sigh you walk around your desk and sit on your chair.

"Ahreum," you call into your speaker, "move my 3 o'clock to 4 and re-schedule me 4:30 for tomorrow.”

With a positive response you lean back, watching all man concentrated on their laptops, tension filling the air. You've been an office manager for a long time in this company and that has built up the respect you surely deserve. Some may call you mean or even a bitch, but you just like things done properly on a timely fashion and when that doesn't happen, well you need to take proper measures.

At ten minutes to the deadline you ask for an update and team leader Moon Taeil ensures you they're almost finished, but you don't take it for granted until you see it.

"All done." He finally announces and all eyes focus on you.

"Copy me in on the apology email to the client." You order as he rapidly types on the keyboard.

"In behalf of the team we apologise." They all stand up and bow.

"Just make sure this doesn't happen again, Moon." You warn and they leave.

“Yes, ma’am.”

With a sigh you go on with the rest of the day, a boring meeting where you pretend to be the nicest person in the world to score the deal, answering some emails and before you know it it's already past your time to go.

After packing your things, you put away your work phone and grab your personal when, smiling when you see a specific text.

Master: we still on for tonight?

You: yup. 8pm. My place.

Leaving the already empty office you rush home to make some food and get ready for the night.

Checking the clock, your leg shakes in anticipation as you wait on your couch. At 8 sharp the door bell rings and you jump up, almost running to answer.

"Hi, taeyong." Your greeting sounds relieved and he smirks. "Come in.”

Taking off his shoes and jacket, he walks into the living room like he owns the place.

You take one last look in the mirror, making sure you look good before you turn to him, awaiting his call.

"Come here." He nods his head and you take a step forward before he stops you. "Not like that.”

Understanding exactly what he means, you get down on all fours, crawling your way to him. At his feet, you kneel but keep your head down, knowing not to look him in the eye without permission.

"Good girl." He pats your head making your insides tingle. "Look at me.”

Instantly you glance up, almost melting at the way he looks at you, like he can't wait to ruin you.

"Are you gonna behave today?" Eagerly you nod making him chuckle. "Show me.”

Lifting your hands, you slowly undo his belt, then unbutton his slacks and slide the zipper down. Still making eye contact with him, you push his pants to the floor followed by his underwear, resisting the urge to look at his half hard cock inches away from your face. Your hand moves up his thigh to grab it and blindly align it with your mouth.

"I think you can do better than that." He challenges as he steps out of his pants. "No hands.”

Dropping your arms to your sides, you open your mouth and try to find his cock while your eyes are still on his.

"You're such a pathetic little whore." He mocks you as he takes of his shirt, leaving him completely naked. "but pathetic little whores always get what they want, don't they?”

You struggle to nod as you get more of his dick inside your mouth. Once you get to the base, you feel your eyes water and you move your head back starting to feel a gag reflex, but Taeyong has other plans. His hand falls to the back of your head pushing it back to him. Struggling, you focus on breathing through your nose until he finally let's you go.

"That's it. Good girl." He praises with a smirk, wiping a tear that was rolling down your cheek. "Now show me you can keep it up.”

Your hair is bunched up on a pony before you're forced back on his length. But this time you were ready and move back and forth, hollowing your cheeks as you suck him. He hisses and you take it as an incentive, adding your tongue to the mix, knowing damn well it drives him crazy.

"You're pulling all the tricks today, aren't you?" He says through clenched teeth as his cock grows into your throat.

Moaning with your mouth full, you can already feel your panties sticking to your wet pussy. A lot of women don't particularly enjoy giving head but to you it's a freaking pleasure, specially when you're being roughly guided into it.

"Ok, that's enough." You gasp as Taeyong pulls your head away, strings of your saliva and his pre-cum keeping you connected. "Get up.”

With his hand still gripping your hair, you pull yourself up, standing right in front of him.

"Look at you. So nasty." He comments, spreading the mess around your mouth with his thumb. "Who's my dirty little whore?”

"I am." Your voice is small and you can feel your throat getting sore already.

"Yes, you are." Leaning forward, he gives you a sloppy kiss, tasting himself on your mouth. "Come with me.”

Following him to the couch, you patiently wait for his next instructions, pretty aware of the mess between your legs pushing through the pink lace underwear you decided to wear tonight.

"Sit down." He orders and you don't waste another second. "Open up, I'm hungry now.”

Taeyong watches your legs part as wide as you possibly can, smirking at your arousal.

"Look at that, I haven't even touched you." A small whine leaves your mouth, desperate for his touch. "Maybe I should teach you a lesson on being patient.”

"Please..." The word leaves your lips before you can even think and he chuckles.

"But since you said ‘please…'" He mocks your tone getting down on his knees in front of you.

His tongue rolls out and takes a long lick over the wet lace, making your head fall back with a shaky sigh. He starts eating you out over the fabric, the friction adding to the pleasure. Slowly his hands making their way up your thighs, through your sides until they cup your breast that are still covered with a matching lace bra. His fingers tease your already hard nipples about to poke through and you can't help moan at the added feeling.

Gripping the pillows on the couch, you crave for his direct touch, without the lingerie set in the way, but you wouldn't dare ask for it, when you started your little arrangement you both agreed he could do anything he wanted and you just had to obey and endure. When you put it like that it may seem like an unfair deal for you, but being used so carelessly is what really gets you hot.

The orgasm builds up rapidly inside, you don't know how Taeyong always manages to get you to cum so quickly and with so little, but maybe the reverse roles outside the office plays a part on it. Soon you feel it taking over you, your back arching of the couch as you moan his name out loud.

"I thought you were going to behave." His head comes up between your legs, his tongue licking his lips. "Who told you you could cum?”

"I'm sorry..." You whisper, still breathless as you come down your high.

"Oh, you will be." Standing back up he admires your body. "Cause I'm about to wreck you.”

You yelp when he suddenly grabs your hips pulling you forward and up. Your head now rests on the seat as the rest of your body is upside down, ass resting against his crotch.

"Let's get this out of the way." He fully rips your underwear out of your body. “Oops..."

The way he stares down to your fully exposed core tells you he's not even sorry he ruined one of the most expensive lingerie sets on your closet. Giving a few pumps on his still hard dick, he lays it right between your folds, moving his hips back and forward to create friction against your pussy.

"You're going to take my cock like a good girl?" You nod as you can, biting your lip. "Let's see about that.”

His length easily slips into your wet hole, the strange angle making you feel like never before. Taeyong starts moving in and out of you, quickly picking up a good pace that turns you into a moaning mess.

"Look at this. " Glancing up you can't believe your eyes when you see his bulge through your stomach. "I'm fucking you so deep you can see it.”

You don't know why the scene turned you on so much but you can already feel your second orgasm approach. And apparently, so can he.

"Don't you dare cum before I say so." He warns, fucking you harder and faster.

"Please..." You plea, desperate for release.

"As much as I love to see you beg, you’re going to have to hold on just a bit longer.” As he bites his lip you can tell he’s close too. “Master needs his release first.”

Clenching your walls you hope to speed up the process, because you know you really won’t be able to hold it much longer.

“You nasty little slut.” Taeyong hisses. “You want my cum?”

“Yes, please!” You almost yell in despair.

“Oh yeah?” You can feel his thrusts getting sloppy. ”I’m gonna fill you up so good. And you’re going to take it all.”

“Give it to me master, please!” You mumble between moans.

“You want it that bad?” He groans with a smirking. “Here it comes.”

Strings of hot cum paint your insides, his pace slowing but not stopping.

“Go on, your time now.”

With a warm feeling inside you let your self go, body trembling in pleasure as he gives a few final thrust before halting his moves still buried inside you. If he wasn’t still holding your hips in place, you’re sure your body would’ve fallen, half on the couch, half on the floor.

“Look at this.” Taeyong slowly gets his dick out of you, watching your hole clench around nothing, full of his cum. “So beautiful.”

As your breathing gets back to normal you start to feel the pain in your back from the awkward position you’re still in. When you moan, in pain this time, he understands and carefully positions your body back down on the couch.

“Was that good?” He asks, sitting down next to you.

“Don’t be so needy, Taeyong.” You scoff, getting up. “Order us some food, I’m gonna take a shower.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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bangtanpurplearchive · 9 months

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July 2023 Part 5

23rd July - 26th July

23 July

Instagram: RM 1. Tik Tok: 1. 2.

24 July

Twitter: Big Hit 1. Instagram: Big Hit 1. RM 1 (trans). Jimin (1).

230724 | LOTTE XYLITOL × BTS RM Let's XYLITOL! After brushing teeth (1). After meals (2). Before bed (3).

230724 | ARRIVAL Jungkook (BTS), Incheon International Airport (1). (2). (3).

230724 | BT21 FRGMT (1).

230724 | Japan Fanclub BTS CORNER [NEW] Wallpaper #26 RM (1).

230724 | 정국 (Jung Kook) ‘The One Show’ Behind Short Film (1). (2). 정국 (Jung Kook) ‘Seven’ Stage CAM on The One Show (1). (2)

230724 |MTV UK (1)

230724 | Rolling Stone exclusive images as Jung Kook tells us about solo summer anthem ‘Seven’ (1).

230724 | Samsung mobile (1)

25 July JK - SEVEN #1 Hot 100. Seven Recording Film

Twitter: Big Hit 1. 2. 3. Instagram: RM 1, 2. 3. JHope 1. Jimin 1. (JHope response 1) Weverse: JK 1 (trans)

230725 | Latto (1). Psy (2). Scooter Braun (3). Son Sungdeuk (4). Lee Byung Eun/Bangster (5) Geffen (6). Rolling stone (7). Melon (8).

230725 |Entertainment tonight (1)

230725 | Billboard created an official page for Jungkook (1) . Jungkook ‘SEVEN’ (IG post 1. 2.) - Billboard Hot 100 #1 (1). Billboard 200 # (1). Billboard Global Excl. U.S. # (1). Global YouTube songs (122 million streams) (1). SEVEN #1 achievements to date (CTTO) (1) SEVEN stats (1). Billboard Digital Song Sales #2 (1). "Seven" is now #JungKook's best selling song in the US by total units (1). This week's top 10 on the Artist 100 #5 (1). The Official MENA Chart Jungkook - SEVEN at #1 (1).

230725 | RM's 'Indigo' re-enters this week's Billboard 200 following vinyl release (1). (2). Indigo This week's top-selling albums #3 (3). RM's 'Indigo' re-enters this week's #Billboard200 chart at No. 53 (4).

230725 | BILLBOARD WORLD DIGITAL SONG SALES #2. Like Crazy (+1), #4. Wild Flower (RE), #5. Still With You (+1, #8. My You (=), #13. Take Two (RE), #14. Dreamers (RE), #15. Yet To Come (RE) (1).

230725 | Japan Fanclub SNACK TIME S2 #2- JIMIN (1). (2). Eng subs (3)

230725 | Yoongi attending Samsung Galaxy Unpacked event taking place at Coex (1)

26 July Seven Recording Film

Twitter: Yoongi 1 Instagram: Big Hit 1. Yoongi 1 (trans), 2. Weverse: Jin 1. (JK’s reply 1). 2.

230726 | 1 million MelOn Streams in first 24 hours plaque (1)

230726 | “Seven” Recording Film (1)

230726 | JUNGKOOK will be performing "Seven (ft. Latto)" at SBS Inkigayo (1).

230726 | Samsung Galaxy Unpacked July 2023 (1). (2). (3) . (4). Samsung Mobile - JHope (1).

230726 Sirius XM x JK ( broadcast 230725 EST) (1). (2). (3)

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lucky-cat-cafe · 1 year

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Masterlist of my “Favourite Songs of 2022″ series

Note: first link is to my gif set/edit and the second one the link to the youtube video in case you wanna listen to the song if you’re interested :) 1. Love Me Like - OMEGA X (gif set / source) 2. Liar - OMEGA X (gif set / source) 3. Universe_ - ONEWE (gif set / source) 4. Montage_ - ONEWE (gif set / source) 5. Blessed-Cursed - ENHYPEN (gif set / source) 6. Don’t Stop - ATEEZ (gif set / source) 7. Stay Alive - Jung Kook (gif set / source) 8. JIKJIN - TREASURE (gif set / source) 9. Just Breathe - SKY-HI feat. 3RACHA (gif set / source) 10. Rain - Kihyun (gif set / source) 11. Maniac - Stray Kids (gif set / source) 12. 땡 (Freeze) - Stray Kids (gif set / source) 13. Lonely St. - Stray Kids (gif set / source) 14. Blow - Jackson Wang (gif set / source) 15. Up - Bang Yongguk (gif set / source) 16. Unbelievable - Woo Jin Young (gif set / source) 17. DASH! - JUST B (gif set / source) 18. RE=LOAD - JUST B (gif set / source) 19. GANJI - PSY feat. Jessi (gif set / source) 20. AND - Monsta X (gif set / source) 21. Wildfire - Monsta x (edit/gif set / source 1 / source 2) 22. Intro : Who Got The Joker? - ONEUS (gif set / source) 23. Mr. Wolf - ONEUS (gif set / source) 24. Muddy Water - Stray Kids (edit / source) 25. Set It Off - DPR LIVE feat. DPR CLINE (gif set / source) 26. Rocky (Boxers Ver.) - ATEEZ (gif set / source) 27. Move - TNX (gif set / source) 28. Origin Beast - Yuri Park (gif set / source) 29. Dirt on my leather - WOODZ (gif set / source) 30. Parade - KANGDANIEL (gif set / source) 31. Circus - Stray Kids (gif set / source) 32. BOOM - Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) (gif set / source) 33. Sweet - THE BOYZ (gif set / source) 34. Lemon Tree - Hongjoong (gif set / source) 35. Guerrilla - ATEEZ (gif set / source) 36. Red Pill - JUSTHIS (gif set / source) 37. BRB - H1GHR MUSIC (gif set / source) 38. Hit The Bass - BLITZERS (gif set / source) 39. Cruel - Jackson Wang (gif set / source) 40. Arson - J-Hope (gif set / source) 41. Cheers - SVT Leaders (gif set / source) 42. Future Perfect (Pass the MIC) - ENHYPEN (gif set / source) 43. More - J-Hope (gif set / source) 44. Time Out - Stray Kids (gif set / source) 45. The King - ATEEZ (edit / source) 46. Pink Venom - BLACKPINK (gif set / source) 47. Gasoline - KEY (gif set / source) 48. Waiting For Us - Stray Kids (edit / source) 49. Gravitation - ONEUS (gif set / source) 50. FULL MOON - ONEUS (gif set / source) 51. Surrender - Lee Changsub (gif set / source) 52. Rush Hour - Crush feat. J-Hope (gif set / source) 53. Shut Down - BLACKPINK (gif set / source) 54. Charmer - Stray Kids (edit / source) 55. The War - LA POEM (gif set / source) 56. 2 Baddies - NCT 127 (gif set / source) 57. 3RACHA - 3RACHA (gif set / source / full song) 58. Bad Liar - KIHYUN (gif set / source) 59. Joy Ride - KANGDANIEL (gif set / source) 60. 28 Reasons - SEULGI (gif set / source) 61. HEYDAY - 3RACHA (edit / source) 62. Where Is This Love - KIHYUN (gif set / source) 63. Taste - DanceRacha (gif set / source / full song) 64. ME= (나는) - JUST B (gif set / source) 65. Virus - VICTON (gif set / source) 66. Don’t Regret - WONHO (gif set / source) 67. Fire - KIHYUN (gif set / source) 68. 12:45 (Cover) - Wooyoung (gif set / source) 69. Paradigm - ATEEZ (gif set / source) 70. Doodle - Changbin (edit / source) 71. Halazia - ATEEZ (gif set / source) 72. Run BTS - BTS (gif set / source)

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missguomeiyun · 2 years

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Homecooking [Apr ed]

April was an exciting month for me!

I had staycation as you know. .. I followed 2 badminton tournaments during my time off: the Korea Open & the Korea Masters. Due to the time difference, things were difficult but bcos I was on vacation, it worked out lol I also watched the ISU Short Track World Championship 2022 that happened in Montreal from April 8-10. Yes, it overlapped with the badminton tournament dates so I’d watch badminton till ‘very early’, then get up for the 8am start for the short track competition. It was intense! Hence I feel like my staycation was more hectic than my work days. But it was all worth it!

I had many thoughts re: the Short Track competition. 1st of all, Canadian Short Track skater Charles Hamelin retired after this race :’) it was soooo emotional omggggg I’m so happy that the Canadian team won the mens 5000m relay at the Beijing Olympics. I feel like that was a nice closure to his career, you know what I mean? As for the Korean Short Track team.. . TBH, the ladies division was kinda hard to watch at times. It was the return of SSH, who was in a lot of controversy & stuff for the past few yrs. I’m glad she returned but the team moments were so awkward. I also became a new fan of Lee June Seo, & I wished that the commentators would pronounce his name properly or at least, keep in consistent. There’s a Korean girl with surname “Seo”, & similar for her. .. “Seo” was pronounced differently all the time!!! There was “siu”, “sau”, “soo”, “so”. .. SMH. The closest is “saw” in English......... lol oh well. Anyway, congrats to the Korean team. Choi Min Jung is AMAZINGGGGG!

Okay, enough about the sports . .. haha

Random soup I made using white beech mushroom, onion, Spam, & chayote. Forgot what soup paste I used.. . but probably deonjang judging by the colour :P

I recently had the seafood version of this mung bean pancake. This is the original mung bean only version. I prefer the seafood one more bcos the seafood bits made the texture more interesting; this was more mushy & uniform throughout.

Pasta~

This was take-out that my brother got from Blue Truck Barbeque. It’s their

Homemade patties avec les English muffins haha the patties were chicken-based.

* * * * * * book break * * * * * *

I may start doing this in my future homecooking posts - a book review break to share what I read during the month. It’s my goal to read 15 books this yr. This one is book #5 - “The Red Palace” by June Hur.

June Hur is a Canadian author who specializes in YA fiction (with a Korean setting). She’s written 3 novels (4th one to be released in 2023) & I’ve read AND OWN all 3! I know it’s YA but . .. I don’t typically base my choice on YA vs non-YA. Her stories are very interesting in that it’s mystery-solving & there’s just not much out there with the Korean historical setting, you know? I can see all 3 of her works as a Kdrama, esp this one! I breezed through it during the badminton x short track week! The pace was consistent; the characters were humane & relatable; the plot twist was excellent; style of writing (bcos it’s not a translated work) was very easy to read (also bcos it’s YA but still... it was well-written). I highly recommend this book!!

*PS: I plan to continue collecting her books ^^

Another pasta. This was was a tomato pesto sauce with beef + mushrooms. I decided to add some tomato as I was cooking .. . & yeah, the tomato juice -.-” the product became water-y.

Sujebi with napa cabbage & Korean fish cake (the long cylindrical ones).

Noodle soup with white beech mushroom, napa cabbage & imitation crab.

Mini portion of bibim-myeon with chicken breast over a bed of spinach.

Trying the strawberry cream cheese from Costco. It’s alright! Compared to other ones, the texture of this one was very soft & smooth.

JJAMPPONG with mini dumplings.

Another type of noodle with mini dumplings & fish cake.

As you can see. .. napa cabbage is a big part of my life LOL so is broccoli. I typically use broccoli for work meals bcos I feel they’re more filling. & napa cabbage.. . I don’t really like it in a dry dish if that makes any sense. It belongs in a soup of some sort bcos it’s so good at soaking up flavours.

Have you guys tried this??? If you haven’t, I don’t recommend it. It was very dry. ..

I FINISHED ANOTHER BOOK~ WooooooooT!! Book #6 DONE~

This is a sequel to Dial A for Aunties. I personally liked the first book more but this one was pretty entertaining as well. Compared to The Red Palace, this one took me slightly longer to finish. I didn’t find I was into it as much as The Red Palace. Still good though! An easy read!

Bro made steak. YUMMM

Udon (yeah.. the square ones that I don’t like) with fish cakes, corn, napa cabbage, & cherry tomatoes. This batch of cherry tomatoes were larger than usual & unusually not very juicy. You know what you bite into one, oftentimes, tomato juice just squirts out? Well, not this one. It was hardier (?).

That is it! Bye

#food #homecooking #homemade #i cook #healthy #home food #lunch #dinner #noodles

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livinglifeonpause · 29 days

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Build Up - teams of 4

- okay. So I just learned that Jay Chang is not Korean AT ALL. He is a white boy from Bergen County Jersey. my pussy is DRY. - but, In all my years of life, I have NEVER thought a man's HANDS were sexy before I saw Jay Chang's. like put them on me Jersey boy. - okay, here we go HUN-MIN-JAY-BIT V2: Jay Chang (22) (ONEPACT) - 8.5 > 8 > 10 > 5 > x ( V36: Bitsaeon (28) (M.O.N.T) 5.5 > 3 > 10 > 5 > x ( V1: Seunghun (24) (CIX) 4 > X > 7.5 > 8 > x ( V39: Kim Minseo (21) (nothing) 4 > 4 > 5 > 6 > x ( - I like that Jay's the short one haha! - omg, SO fucking cute Minseo wanted to team up with Jay since day 1. AND he loves Seunghun? Minseo is me. - Seunghun suggesting Woodz <3<3 - in tshirts, Jay looks super petite next to Seunghun which is saying something cause Seunghun keeps himself like gross thin for promotions - Minseo;s voice could be alot better but it does have a REALLY pretty tone to it - I mean, I dont care about this song TBH. I ONLY want to hear them do R&B. - wonder how main vocal Seunghun feels about being backup to Jay - I LOVE LOVE LOVE that they love Seunghun (sooooo, spoiler alert. I know they win). I think their positions will be: Bitsaeon - Leader, lead vocal Seunghun - main dancer, lead vocal, visual Jay Chang - main vocal, face of the group Minseo - maknae, visual PARTNERS V34: Park Jeup (30) (Imfact) 8 > 10 > 8 > 8 > x ( V20: Lee Donghun (30) (A.C.E.) 6 > 10 > 8 > 7 > x ( V3: Bain (22) (JUST B) 9 > 6 > 6 > 7 > x (orange hair) V11: Jeon Woong (26) (AB6IX) 3 > 4 >4 > 5 > x ( - god, Jeup's pretty. TBH, HE's the one I want to get the most recognition and success. Every thing he tries he comes up JUST SHORT of big success. Imfact. The Unit. His solo shiz. Plus, his laugh is EVERYTHING. - oh! Bain looks 1000% better with the darker hair - yuh, Jeup has a whole ass other instagram dedicated to working out - Jeup's always been in shape and dedicated, but he crazy bulked up. wish he would bulk his waist too though. - the combo of Jeup & Donghun voices is fucking butter. - Jaehwan goes "Oh yeah!" - okay. fuck. Jeup picked his team good. I wasn't sure about Jeon Woong, but he comes with a built-in fanbase. I get it. - Donghun really is pretty. and sexy in this. which is funny cause compared to the rest of A.C.E, he's the least sexy dancer WATERFIRE V4: Sunyoul (27) (UPT10TION) 2 > 2 > 6 > 6 > x ( V12: Wumuti (24) (Solo?) 8 > 6 > 7 > 6 > x ( V7: Kang Hayoon (20) (Loud) 7 > 5 > 5 > 2 > x ( V17: Choi Suhwan (22) (X101) 3 > 4 > 7 > 9 > x ( - so this is dumb. it's a dumb song to begin with. Suhwan should swap with Jeon Woong from the last team, and I'm there. - meh. I meannnnnn MILKY UP V30: Jung Soomin (19) (Solo) 4 > 7 > 4 > 6 > x ( V10: Lee Geonwoo (22) (JustB) - 2 >2 > 3 > 2 (pinky hair) V18: Kim Seohyung (22) (musicals) 2 > 3 > 5 > 3 ( V8: Choi Haram (22) (Musicals) 2 > 6 > 5 > 5 > x (

- okay, first off. Geonwoo this hair, this hair Geonwoo. SEE THE DIFFERENCE? omfg. so much better. - wait! the sweet deep-voiced baby Kim Seohyung speaks english?? - HOW is his voice that deep? and his face like that?? I do not understand it. DO RE MI FA V19: Lee Gwangseok (25) (solo) 1 > 4 > 4 > 2 > x ( V5: Lim Junhyeok (30) (Ex-Day6) 1 > 2 > 3 > 4 > x (Day 6 kid) V40: Yeo One (27) (Pentagon) 2 > 2 > 3 > 2 > x (pentagon kid) V29: Hwang Inhyeock (25) (Nada) 3 > 6 > 4 > 5 > x ( - TBH, I skipped it. I just dont care.

MY RANK: Partners (Taemin Guilty) HyunMinJayBit (I forgot what they sang) Water Fire (Aespa Drama) Milky Up (Uptown funk) DO RE MI FA (boring song) THEIR (Judges + Audience) RANK: Milky Up (Uptown funk) Partners (Taemin Guilty) HyunMinJayBit (I forgot what they sang) Water Fire (Aespa Drama) DO RE MI FA (boring song)

- haaaaa! Jay Chang squinting at the score. does he not understand the power of fangirls yet? we'll follow a handsome man anywhere!

#Build Up #Post 7 #_buildup

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syubseokie · 3 years

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can we talk (m) | jhs

― pairing: fem!reader x hoseok (jung hoseok) ― genre: college!au, romance, angst (very light) ― warnings: swearing, alcohol, light angst, sexual references, slight mention of depression and anxiety ― summary: reader is dragged to a house party by her best friend, taehyung. although she would rather be in bed re-watching sad rom-coms, our reader finds herself enjoying the company of a boy wearing a princess' tiara OR the one where hoseok is bad at flirting but still kinda sexy though ― notes: this is a re-written version of my 2017 work ‘For a Minute’ that can be found here. loosely inspired by tevin campbell’s ‘can we talk’ (1993) | cross-posted from ao3

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“You have got to be fucking kidding me.”

Your eyes flicker towards the person standing in the entrance to your room and then back to your laptop screen. You can hear Taehyung's nostrils flare in irritation before he storms over to your bedside.

Usually, you would be standing in attention, ready to face the wrath of your best friend because you knew it was easier than ignoring him, but tonight, you just weren’t in the fucking mood.

“Why are you not ready yet?” he asks, foregoing niceties.

Despite your sour mood, you don’t blame Taehyung for being frustrated. Afterall, you had ﹣ reluctantly ﹣ agreed to go out with him tonight. It didn’t mean you couldn’t drag your feet though.

“I don’t feel like leaving the house.” you say noncommittally.

“Don’t care.” Taehyung snipes as he opens your closet door and rummages through your clothes. “It’s been almost two months. You need to get out of the house.”

“I think I still need time to reflect...” you object weakly, pausing the video sitting up against the headboard on your bed.

Your friend briefly pauses and throws you an incredulous look. “The only thing reflecting is the image of Lee Min Ho’s shower scene from ‘Boys over Flowers’ in your eyes. Stop making excuses, get your ass up, and jump in that shower before I donate all your plushies to the local op-shop.”

You narrow your eyes and challenge darkly, “You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

Huffing in annoyance, you make a show of getting out of bed ﹣ finding it in yourself to feel a little embarrassed when snack wrappers tumble onto the floor and remind you of just how terrible the last month has been ﹣ before dragging yourself towards the bathroom, muttering curses aimed at the brunette still digging through your closet.

∞

Scratching your arm nervously, you take note of your surroundings. Drunk university students are backed up to the walls of the hosting party house, slurring their alcohol-filled plastic cups while moving their bodies to the beat of the music pulsating from the large speakers situated in the corners of the living room and kitchen.

“I seriously do not want to be – OW!”

You glare at Taehyung who mimics your expression. “Cut that shit out!” he warns before shoving a red cup into your hand. “Drink.”

Your nose wrinkles in disgust at the questionable beverage and you ask, “Is this even safe?”

“It’s not worth drinking if it isn’t,” he retorts then clinks his cup against yours. “Bottoms up, bitch!”

Knowing your pain-in-the-ass-but-means-well best friend would force the liquid down your throat if you didn’t do it first, you swallow the drink. Immediately, you cringe at the horrid alcohol to mixer ratio, regretting everything in that moment. “Holy fuck, I think I just died drinking that.”

Taehyung cackles loudly, grabs two more cups from a nearby drink table and hands you one. “A toast,” he announces, raising his cup. “For the past two years, I have watched you smile, laugh, cry, worry, get angry and fall in love with an obnoxious, conceited, selfish bastard who failed to see what an amazing person you are. Thankfully, you’re a single woman which means I can look forward to our crazy adventures.” He looks at you pointedly and adds, “You neglected me, bitch.”

There is a half-hearted smile laced with guilt on your lips.

Although you know there is no malicious intent in his words, Taehyung was right ﹣ you had neglected him and many of your other former friends for a toxic relationship that was bound to end miserably. The time you spent holed up in your room post-breakup was filled with anguish because your heart had been broken by someone you thought had loved you, and guilt because in an effort to keep your relationship together, you had severed ties with people who were only trying to be your friend.

You were angry, heartbroken, embarrassed, and lost. Your anxiety and depression had gotten the better of you and would not allow you to reach out for support. Yet, had it not been for the very person standing next to you seeing your ex with someone that wasn’t you, prompting him to barge into your living space one day and declaring they were making camp in your spare room until he deemed you were no longer a hazard to yourself...well, you prefer to not think about the ‘what ifs’.

The warm smile on Taehyung’s face brings you back to the present and you voluntarily loop your arm between his and lean on his shoulder.

“You’re my day one,” he boasts proudly, right before planting a wet, sloppy kiss on your cheek then grinning cheesily. “So tonight, in honour of our friendship, I declare that we get absolutely, positively, thoroughly fucked.”

∞

“WINNER, WINNER, CHICKEN DINNERRRRR!”

You throw your winning cards on the wooden table and a chorus of cheers and curses commence. You grin triumphantly as you collect your winnings of five hundred dollars cash plus a fully stamped Starbucks coffee card. You conclude that despite the copious amount of alcohol you had consumed in the last hour and a half, your poker face remains unbeatable.

One of the players, Namjoon, throws his cards in frustration. “I swear to God she’s cheating.”

“No one likes a sore loser, mate.” The other players around the table grumble in unison but you pay them no mind as you stuff your winnings into your bra. “Kim Taehyung! Where are you? I’m shouting breakfast in the morning!” You scan the room you’re in for any sign of your chaperone but purse your lips when you don’t see him. “That bitch better not have left me here.”

“I’m down for some free breakfast,” someone who isn’t Taehyung chimes.

You turn and find the unfamiliar voice belonging to a guy with chestnut coloured hair and dark brown eyes wearing a light-washed unbuttoned long sleeve over a plain white undershirt, black denims with rips at the knees, and a pair of worn black converse standing next to you. On top of his head sits a plastic silver tiara with pink and green jewels. His eyes are filled with keen interest and his lips are curved into a dangerously sexy smirk.

A teasing smile graces your lips. “You’re not Kim Taehyung,” you reply coyly, “But if you let me wear that tiara on your head, we can pretend you are.”

At that moment, you are grateful for the liquid courage swimming through your veins because you are one hundred percent confident that the handsome stranger who slides his arm around your waist and pulls you in so he can lean down to speak into your ear is wanting a little more than breakfast.

“Princess, I can pretend to be anyone you want me to be.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes and laugh at the cheesy line even though the deep timber in his voice shoots straight to your core. “That was terrible!” you remark with a playful nudge in his side.

A shade of crimson tints the stranger’s cheeks and you find his sudden flustered persona endearing. “You’re right,” he concurs, scratching the back of his neck bashfully. “Thought I’d try it. Didn’t work. Maybe next time.”

Your laughter dissolves into a quiet chuckle. “You’re cute,” you tease. Removing his arm from around your waist, you take a step back and offer him your hand, introducing yourself.

He removes the crown from his head and places it on your own before taking your hand.

“I’m Hoseok. Nice to meet you.”

∞

You and Hoseok have been sitting outside on the lawn nursing a glass of orange juice for two hours, the silver crown next to you long-forgotten, your laughter floating into the four a.m. sky. The cool air has since sobered up your senses and the two of you have been swapping stories and making connections through mutual friends; realising you actually share a lot in common. The conversation is easy and flowing.

This is the most light-hearted you have felt in a long time.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Hoseok begins after a few minutes of comfortable silence, “did you come with anyone tonight? You don’t look like the kind of person who would rock up to a house party just to kick a few asses at Poker.”

You respond with a light chuckle, “Nah, I didn’t come alone.”

“Boyfriend?”

You shake your head and try to ignore the pang in your chest.

“Girlfriend?”

“Best friend,” you answer, “though, I’m considering advertising the title as vacant seeing as he left to get us drinks but never came back.”

“How long ago was that?”

“About,” you glance at the time on your phone, “three hours ago.”

Hoseok snickers. “Hate to break it to you, but I think your friend has probably ditched you.”

You sigh dramatically and fall back onto the grass. The early morning dew seeps into your clothes but it is a cooling sensation on your warm skin as you stare up at the dark sky. You are aware of Hoseok’s close proximity as he copies your position paired with a loud exhale. The air is so crisp that you see his breath disappear upwards so you also release a breath cloud from your mouth. Your companion laughs, mimicking your actions, and the two of you giggle and blow warm air clouds for the next few moments.

It’s childish and pointless, but the simple act is one that fills your lungs and heart with pure elation.

“So,” Hoseok says after you both calm down. “Your best friend ditches you at a house party. That sucks.”

“He means well,” you defend, “It was his idea to come in the first place, and so even though I’ll probably yell at him later for ditching me, I’m glad he’s having fun. He deserves it.”

Hoseok looks at you from the corner of his eye. “Why do you say that?”

“Not to be depressing, but this is probably the longest I’ve gone without bursting into tears and I’m pretty sure Tae just needed to be around something different but still keep me near.” You notice Hoseok’s puzzling gaze and you shrug, feigning nonchalance. “The last month and a bit has been really hard. But, according to every coming-of-age film for people our age, part of the healing process is getting drunk at some party.”

“Healing process?”

You hum noncommittally.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not really.”

Your companion is quiet for a few seconds. “Are you okay?” His voice is soft but is void of pity or curiosity.

You’re grateful.

“Not yet,” you exhale, “But I will be. Thank you.”

You turn and offer Hoseok a grateful smile but find him looking at you with a comforting smile of his own. Feeling brave, your hand slowly inches towards his own until you feel a light zap when your pinky touches his. Before you can think of what to do next, Hoseok, with his gaze unwavering, curls his pinky around yours.

There is another jolt that reverberates from your heart down to the place between your legs. You tell yourself that it’s a result of a lack of physical touch and not because you find the male in front of you extremely attractive.

The two of you stare at each other for what seems like hours. The outside lights cast a hazy glow over Hoseok’s features and you etch every single detail of his face you can see into memory ﹣ the curve and fullness of his lips; the depth and richness in the colour of his eyes; the sharp contours of his nose, jaw and cheek bone; the smooth yet texturised planes of his skin.

His eyes quickly dart to your lips and suddenly you are hyper aware of just how close the two of you are. The scent of vanilla and grass overwhelms your senses and his warm breath delicately fans your face; a stark contrast to the wet feeling pressed against your cheek. He

slowly brings his gaze back to yours, silently asking the question that seems to be louder than the music from inside. His eyes are patient and unhurried. You know what he wants to do but will not move unless you move first.

You are nervous, uncertain, and yet oh so willing ﹣

“Oh my god, just kiss her already!”

“For fuck’s sake, Jimin!”

“Jimin?” Hoseok asks. He pulls his gaze away from yours and looks up, squinting.

And just like that, the spell is broken and your confidence recedes into itself. You’re almost surprised to see Taehyung standing next to your head and looking down at you with an apologetic expression. Sorry, he mouths. You give a small shake of your head, your cheeks flushed with mild embarrassment.

Jimin, you conclude, is grinning drunkenly and kneels down and puts his face close to your companions, singing, “Hobi, Hobi, Hobi!”

His breath reeks of alcohol and you are grateful that he isn’t breathing in your direction. “Jesus christ, Park,” Hoseok gags, “Why does it smell like something died in your mouth?” He uses his free hand to push Jimin back from the two of you.

You realise his pinky is still intertwined with your own and your stomach flutters.

“That,” Jimin announces loudly, “is the smell of a good time.”

Taehyung snorts, crossing his arms, and you raise an inquisitive brow. “And just where the hell have you been? You were supposed to get us drinks and never came back.”

Your friend has the decency to look embarrassed before gesturing towards Jimin. “We found each other in the kitchen.”

“That’s right,” Hoseok nods, as if remembering something important, and glares at his friend. “Weren’t you supposed to be looking for something to eat?”

Taehyung grins wickedly and sends Jimin a wink. “Oh, he did.”

You and Hoseok share a disgusted look before standing up. There is a lack of warmth you crave when he unhooks his finger from yours, but the feeling is replaced when he takes his hands in yours and gently pulls you to his side.

“You’re both gross,” he says with a smirk, “but it’s a good thing you found us ‘cuz we’re leaving.”

“You are?”

“We are?”

You eye Hoseok curiously and he throws you a playful smirk that makes your insides throb.

“My new friend here promised me breakfast at the diner down the road﹣”

You snort.

“﹣and then we’re gonna have uninterrupted car sex in the diner car park.”

You choke and Taehyung guffaws uproariously.

You have no time to recover or protest before Hoseok is pulling you back into the house. You barely register Jimin yelling to use protection and your best friend reminding you to bring her takeaways as Hoseok drags you through the crowded house, out the front door, up the driveway, and across the road to where a black car is parked up. Hoseok has already unlocked the car, but before he opens the door, he pauses and looks at you.

“Are you okay?” he asks, one hand on the door handle and the other still holding on to your hand. “Is this okay?”

Feeling like a character in a wattpad fanfiction, you release a breath you didn't even know you were holding and allow your brain to catch up with the last thirty seconds. Your cheeks flush when you remember Hoseok’s bold statement about the diner’s parking lot and you admit to yourself that it has been a while. The logical, rational part of your brain tells you to call yourself an uber and go home. Nothing good ever happens after two a.m. anyway.

But the other part of you ﹣ the part that craves adventure, freedom, and, yeah, maybe a little bit of sex ﹣ wills you to get into the car with the guy who looks like he belongs in one of those Korean idol groups.

It is a frightening debate and you can feel the anxiety crawling under your skin in the most uncomfortable of ways.

When you finally find the courage to look at Hoseok, he is looking back at you with that same patient and unhurried expression he wore no less than five minutes ago.

At that moment, you make your decision.

“Can I borrow your phone for a quick second?”

Puzzled by your request, Hoseok unlocks his phone and hands it over. Summoning every bit of courage you can muster, you open his camera app, change it to self-mode, hold the device up so that you’re both in the frame, and without giving yourself time to second-guess your decisions up until that point, you place your lips on Hoseok’s cheek and take the photo. From there you find his Instagram app, search for your username, hit the ‘Follow’ button, and then send the photo you had just taken via messenger. Once delivered, you slide the device back into Hoseok’s hand, finally facing him.

“Before you get the wrong idea,” your voice is soft, “I...I want you to know that tonight, just hanging out with you, has been the happiest I have been in a very long time.”

You take a deep breath and Hoseok sends you an encouraging smile.

“I just got out of a long-term relationship that was very toxic and had changed a lot about me that I didn’t even realise had changed. I have spent the last month and a half struggling with my mental health and it has been exhausting. Tonight was the first time I actually left my house and it was fucking hard. But I’m glad I did. I’m glad because I got to meet you.”

“And not because you won five hundred dollars,” Hoseok jokes and you laugh, a little relieved with his reaction.

“That was a bonus,” you answer with an affectionate grin. There is a quiet moment for you to collect your thoughts, and you continue, “I like you, Hoseok, and as much as I really want to get into this car with you, I don’t think it’s fair if I do.”

“Fair on who?” he asks gently.

“On both of us. I’m a bit of a mess right now, and it’s not fair on myself if I don’t give myself time and space to deal with my shit, nor is it fair on you if I come into your space the way I am. In the few hours we spent just talking and laughing, you have shown how fucking cool you are, and you’re obviously attracted to me as I am to you if your statement from back at the house is anything to go by,” Hoseok grins at the statement, “but I don’t want to start hanging out with you because I’m lonely and looking for a space to be filled. We both deserve better than that.”

It is silent and you try to gauge Hoseok’s reaction. His face gives nothing away and you hope that you haven’t fucked it up.

“I understand,” he says finally, his voice cutting through your thoughts. He grabs your hand, his touch soft and warm, and you fight the urge to bring his palm to your cheek. “I think, if I was in your position, I would want the same.”

You sigh in relief. “Rain check on breakfast?”

Hoseok’s smile is bright and beautiful and fills you with warmth that reverberates in your chest. Still holding your hand, he leans down and places a light kiss on your cheek, leaving pink in its wake. “Your shout.”

fin.

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a/n: my first fic officially posted!

thank you so much for reading my work. if you enjoyed this piece, please feel free to like/reblog. thoughts and feedback are also greatly appreciated so i can improve. for those who are interested, i have started writing a second part to this story — or rather, an alternative ending where our reader and hoseok actually have breakfast and some good 'ol car sex (maybe not in that particular order). if you'd like to read this, let me know!

until my next post ♡

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Trust Fall - ch. 11 | Lee Minho

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Pairing: Lee Minho/Lee Know x Reader

Summary: Your relationships with Minho and the other agents are surely better than before, but a simple mission turns into a nightmare when something re-awakens memories you’ve left in the back of your mind.

Genre: Secret agent/spy au, romance, angst, action

Word count: Approx. 6.2k

Warnings for this chapter: Human experiments (another warning will be placed within the story so you’ll know which paragraphs to skip should you want to)

A/N: Sorry for the delay! I’m super busy with schoolwork, so it’s a bit difficult to squeeze in time to write (and on the very short breaks I have...I may be playing Genshin Impact oops). Anyway, here’s the 11th chapter! We’re getting closer to the chapter that I am most excited to reveal~ For now, enjoy this one! It’s a bit packed-ish, so if you have any questions or comments, hit me up!

“Whoa, that’s really cool.” Jeongin says as his eyes remain glued to your phone screen.

It’s a rather quiet morning, with the older agents - Chan, Minho, Changbin and Hyunjin - out on another short mission. The young agent is seated beside you on one of the lounge couches, having convinced you to show him some chemistry videos - and explain the process afterwards. You didn’t mind, finding amusement in how enthusiastic he was like a curious student in grade school. He clicked video after video, watching in awe as you narrated your scientific explanations.

“I assume that’s why Jisung wanted to have a profession in chemistry.” you lightly joke, “Chemical reactions are something else.”

“I admit that’s one reason.” Jisung responds with a laugh, “That, and science in general is fun.”

Seungmin is seated by one of the tables, circling and highlighting important parts in one of the lab reports he was reading. “I’ll have you guys know, in case nobody knew, that Jisung and I went to the same university and had so many classes together.” the young doctor says with a smirk.

“Ah!” Jisung yells, rushing over to Seungmin to try and shut him up.

Seungmin laughs innocently, unbothered by Jisung’s poor attempts to cover his mouth. He grins, “Jisung’s broken so many beakers and caused mini explosions in the lab.”

Jeongin laughs at this, leaning back on the couch, “Seems legit. Didn’t Minho say he did that a lot when he was a rookie here?”

Felix tilts his head, “I think so. For about a few months, there were so many accidents in the lab.”

Jisung forces a laugh and puts his hands on his hips, “Well, look at me now! I’m essentially like, the head of the lab department!”

Seungmin sing-songs, “So am I.”

Jeongin laughs, his eyes narrowing like slits as he does so. “Yeah, yeah.” he teases, “But both of you are horrible with physical combat.”

“We’re in the lab for a reason!” they both defend themselves, causing the youngest to laugh at their reactions.

Felix stretches before letting out a yawn, leaning on your shoulder as he gently closes his eyes. “I do love being in the tech department...but it’s so tiring to monitor a screen the whole day.”

You chuckle, giving his head a quick pat, “Well...at least you get to test out devices and technical equipment, as well as repair and upgrade these.”

“That’s true.” he hums in satisfaction, letting out another yawn.

The freckled agent melts against your side, and you can hear soft snores escaping his lips. A wave of warmth fills you as you admire his tranquil expression, something you wished you could have. In the background, you can still hear Seungmin, Jisung and Jeongin having playful banter; in a stranger’s eyes, this could have been the perfect setting to the perfect hangout session between a bunch of friends.

Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t.

Not when every second of your life was filled with an indescribably heaviness that would wipe the smile off your face the minute you let your guard down.

Still, you let yourself relax, releasing a long sigh as you lean your head on top of Felix’s, closing your eyes to rest as well. It would have been nice, but the moment doesn’t last too long as the lounge room door opens, and an authoritative voice greets everyone in the room.

“Alright guys, time to work.”

Everyone looks towards the door, waving and grinning at the newcomers. Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin and Minho walk towards where your group is; Hyunjin sits on top of the table Seungmin was working on, Minho plops down beside Felix, Chan sits on the armrest of the couch, and Changbin leans against the table next to Hyunjin.

While Seungmin is speaking to the three other older agents who had just arrived, Minho leans over to peer at the sleeping Felix. A soft chuckle manages to escape the male as he whispers, “Not sure if this is from work or from his habit of staying up late to play video games.”

You raise an eyebrow and softly chuckle, giving the younger male’s head a pat, “He deserves to rest. He watches out for all of you during missions.”

Minho looks at you, eyes tired but the usual warmth is there. He breaks into a small smile before nodding, “Can’t argue with that.”

You smile back before looking down at Felix. However, the little moment - between you and Minho perhaps - is broken when Chan clears his throat and waves a few sheets of paper around. “Ok, thanks for the update, Seungmin.” the eldest says, “Now, while you are working on that in the lab, the rest of us have another mission.”

Jeongin hums, leaning back on the couch, “What are we gonna do now?”

Chan nods and proceeds to explain, “The current scout team was able to locate one of Cle’s deeper bases. This one seems to operate underground - literally underground. Anyhow, the team located it and found a way to infiltrate.”

“How’s the security?” Felix stirs awake, lifting his head from your shoulder.

Changbin answers, “Not too tight. Approximately two to three guards per entrance, but it isn’t as heavily guarded as their other bases. It might be because it’s one of their more lowkey bases. The team said it seemed like a small place, so it might be easy to study the layout once you’ve hacked in.”

Felix gives a playful salute, causing Minho to chuckle next to him. Chan then continues briefing the group, “Minho and Changbin will lead one team to...deal with the guards and keep watch of the perimeter just in case. Hyunjin, Jeongin and I will infiltrate the base itself. I need you to tag along, Jisung. This underground base is apparently housing many of their chemicals and prototype serums.”

All the agents nod their heads to show that they’ve understood. The eldest agent then turns to Seungmin, then you, “Seungmin, you already know your tasks in the labs...y/n. Jung has given you the choice of staying with Seungmin or going with us so you and Jisung can get necessary things from their base to further your observations.”

Seungmin ponders from where he’s seated, leaning back on the chair as he speaks, “I think you should go with Jisung, y/n. I’m working on the tests, but I’ll manage. Jisung might need you to assist in gathering evidence.”

Jisung nods. “I agree. I could always use a hand. Also, it would be nice if you were there since you’re...more familiar with the serum. Only if you’re comfortable though!”

You weigh your options for a few seconds, running all sorts of scenarios and a pros-and-cons list in your mind. After a moment, you nod and turn to face Chan, “I’ll accompany Jisung.”

If going with them to the base would speed things up, so be it. You were close to finding a solution - Minho knows this - and anything to fully complete and speed the process up would be a nice touch. You trust Seungmin in the lab, so might as well make sure the agents don’t miss anything that could be of use in Cle’s base.

Chan gives you a smile before chuckling, “Alright, that’s settled. Rendezvous at Basement 1 after lunch, alright?”

“Got it.”

“Roger that, Channie!”

“Alright.”

The other boys all hop to their feet and gather their things, heading out of the lounge room to prepare. Minho, on the other hand, is still splayed across the couch, his eyes closed as he leans his head back on the cushions. Chan chuckles at him, tilting his head with endearment, “Not gonna get ready, Min?”

A small smile graces Minho’s lips despite his eyes still being closed. “We just got back from a mission. I’ll just nap for a few minutes, don’t worry.”

“Alright, sleep well.” Chan laughs, flashing you a quick wink before leaving the room.

“Wha - ” you mouth to yourself, raising your eyebrows in confusion.

You then turn to Minho who is still lying on the couch, eyes closed; yeah, he was definitely asleep. You’ve seen Minho sleep more than you’ve seen any of the other guys.

You shift a little beside him on the couch, a bit antsy and lost, if that were the proper term to use. You could have left the room with the others, but here you were, sitting beside the sleeping male without any intention of leaving his side.

Something or someone possesses you - you think - because now you’re leaning closer, bringing a hand up to gently sweep his bangs across his forehead. Your fingers gently ghost over the skin of his forehead, but he doesn’t stir awake. Your hand then comes to rest by his jaw, and somehow, you think your hand has found its place there; you try not to think about that too much.

Leaning over with your other hand splayed across his chest for support, you lean closer and closer until you’re able to see his long eyelashes in pure detail. When you blink, your own eyelashes tickle his skin, and when you breathe, you’re almost certain your breath fans over his face.

Yet he does not stir awake.

Oddly enough, he really was asleep despite what you were doing. You made a little joke to yourself, thinking that he wasn’t very agent-like at the moment as he should be more alert and aware of the situation.

You gulp once before closing the distance, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Again, you were convinced something possessed you to do that because you weren’t sure why you even did such a thing.

Maybe you wanted to finish whatever was going on when you danced back at the gala.

Maybe. At this point, nothing made sense to you when it came to Minho.

As you thought, his lips were so soft and warm against yours. You keep your lips lightly pressed against his for less than three seconds before slightly pulling away and then returning to leave one last quick peck on his lips.

When you pull away again, lips hovering above his like a ghost, you think you’re in the safe zone. But your heart shoots up to your throat and your nerves freeze like ice, eyes wider than Jupiter when you feel the male’s lips moving against your own.

“What do you think you’re doing, dear Dr. Song?” Minho asks with a low voice, lips brushing against yours with every word he speaks - were that counted as kisses as well?

His eyes are still closed, and you pray that he keeps it that way so he doesn’t see the “cornered mouse” expression you have going on. And the fact that you’re redder than the apple pie Jeongin ate for breakfast.

“I…” you try and try and try to come up with an excuse, rattling your brain for absolutely anything, “...um…”

Nothing. Out of all the times, nothing comes out.

You manage to sit straighter, turning your head to the side as if some magical person would appear to help you out of this situation. By the time you look back at Minho, the next series of events happen in a literal flash.

Minho hooks a hand behind your knee and uses the other to grab your arm, pulling to maneuver both your bodies on the couch. From seeing the wall of the room to seeing the ceiling, you now realize that you’re on your back, head hitting the small throw pillows on the couch - basically where Minho was lying down prior to now.

The male agent looms over you, settled between your legs as he stares down - you aren’t sure if it’s a blank stare or a toned-down glare. Either way, the position and proximity causes your heart to race and face to heat up hotter than the sun. “Minho.” you breathe out with a shaky voice.

Minho leans closer, and for a second you think he’s about to kiss you. However, you feel his velvety lips against the shell of your ear, whispering, “If you wanted to kiss me that bad, you should have just said so.”

“Eh?” is all that comes out of your mouth.

You nearly shriek when you feel Minho pressing a light kiss on your earlobe - dangerously close to your neck - before he pulls back to look at you. Then he breaks into a less sly smile, the corners of his lips curling much too cutely for your heart. “Kidding. I’m just getting back at you.” he winks before sitting back straight and pulling you along to sit as well.

You look at him with furrowed brows - mainly to hide your embarrassment, “With your flirting skills, it’s hard to believe you’ve never had a girlfriend.”

“And how sure are you?” he hums playfully.

“Nevermind. Seungmin did mention something like ‘the first time in a while’ so you’ve probably had someone some time before.” you look up as if trying to remember the doctor’s exact words.

But when you turn to Minho, you notice how he’s tensed up, eyes dark and filled with an abyssal fire. You clear your throat, and shrink in your place, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cross the line.”

Minho blinks as if doing so would snap him out of his trance; it sort of does, as the darkness fades into a more comfortable warmth. He shakes his head and offers a smile - forced, you know, because you’re used to pretending a smile as well. “No need.” the male says, ruffling your hair, “It was a long time ago, after all.”

You don’t get to ask much more - not that you were going to anyway - because Minho is standing up and walking towards the door. “Basement 1 after lunch, y/n.” he calls out, offering a small smile.

A smile that seemed to carry much more sorrow than joy.

A smile that seemed to mask a much darker and bitter feeling, much like how you’d mask your nightmares with nonchalance and distrust.

A smile that made you want to hug him. The doctor in you wanted to comfort everyone you encountered.

“Basement 1 after lunch.” you repeat, offering your own small smile.

Minho is a generally good judge of character, and when he sees the sincerity and warmth in the very small smile of yours, it’s enough to ignite a light in the abyss he holds in himself. He bows his head and then leaves the room.

Maybe Chan was right.

Perhaps you were nothing like Jiyeon after all.

At the designated time, everyone meets up at Basement 1 of the main HQ’s building. You get in a car with Jisung, Chan, Jeongin and Hyunjin while Minho and Changbin get in another with two other agents. Without making any delays, the team heads out for their next mission. Jisung was talking about the various chemical substances the lab team had found so far, explaining how this affects the entire mission and such. Chan drives while listening, and Hyunjin and Jeongin engage the scientist with his conversation.

You, on the other hand, lean your head against the window, mind plagued with thoughts about Minho. What about Minho? You aren’t really sure. There’s a lot. His smile, the way his eyes flicker between darkness and warmth, the way he acts like nothing in this world can move him yet he moves for the sake of those he loves (though he won’t show it). The way his dark hair falls beautifully just above his eyes, parted with perfection with little strands adding a hint of delicateness to his sharp-featured face.

You bump your head on the window to snap out of it, causing Jisung to look at you with a quizzical expression. You smile, shaking your head and mouthing, “I was spacing out.”

Jisung chuckles before patting your shoulder, and then proceeds to continue his conversation with the other agents. You sigh to yourself, bringing a hand to your heart as if doing so would calm it down.

Later, the team finally arrives. Minho, Changbin and their team go ahead so that they can clear a path for the investigative team. It takes about 15 minutes for Changbin to speak into the communication device, signaling a clear path.

Chan gestures for the rest of you to follow, and so you do. Somewhere towards one of the side entrances of Cle’s underground base, your team meets with Minho who is guarding the entrance. “Felix has the layout down, and it shouldn’t be too complicated to navigate.” the agent says in a hushed voice, “You have an estimated one hour to snoop around before Cle backup arrives.”

The eldest agent nods, “Alright, come on guys.”

Once inside the base, you look around and observe the surroundings. Minho and Changbin’s team keep watch of knocked-out Cle agents currently sprawled on the floor.

It was fairly small for a base, a total of two floors only. Each floor had about 2-3 rooms that weren’t too big - perhaps the size of an average classroom or slightly larger. Jisung heads inside one of the rooms, a zealous expression on his face as he zooms away. Jeongin calmly walks to another room, followed by Chan.

Hyunjin pats your shoulder and smiles, “Shall we?”

You nod your head, and the male then leads the way upstairs to the second floor. Once you’ve both reached the landing, you split up; Hyunjin goes to the room on the left while you go to the one in the middle. Thankfully, the other agents rounded the Cle people up and made sure the second floor was unoccupied.

Your eyes scan the contents of one of the shelves, noting that they were nothing but the usual drugstore or medical medicines. Still, you list down the items on a sheet of paper just in case. You then move over to the lab refrigerators, opening the door and pleased to see that it was still functioning. Satisfied was probably the best way to describe your mood right now as you were able to spot a few vials with a familiar looking fluid inside each one - the prototype serums.

With gloved hands, you carefully take some and put them in the little case SKZ provided for evidence. Standing up, you continue to investigate the mini lab; when you’re convinced there’s nothing else, you step out and move on to another room - the one at the very end.

When you open the door, a very pitch-black dark room greets you, and a waft of some rotten stench rushes out. You grimace, hoping dangerous chemicals weren’t spilled or exposed in the room. You carefully fumble at the wall next to the door, searching for a light switch. Once you feel something, you switch it on -

- and immediately regret it.

[A/N: italics = flashback] / [Warning: graphic descriptions of human experimentation and dead bodies. Should you wish to skip this, press CTRL + F (or any command to help you search for words on a webpage) and search “Your hands shoot up to clutch at your head”. You can continue reading from there]

Your pupils shook at the sight in front of you; behind the large glass window of one of the lab’s top secret rooms lay a pile of dead bodies, nothing but burned, decayed or disfigured.

You swallowed, throat dry and scratchy, “What...why are you still doing this? You need to stop.”

A scientist laughed with a rather mocking tone, “Dr. Song, stop being so surprised every time you see these things. It’s very necessary to test the serum - ”

“Not on humans.” you glared, clenching your fists, “Human testing isn’t something that should be done, especially for people like us who - ”

A slap on the cheek.

You yelped at the contact, bringing a hand to the area of impact. The scientist furrowed his eyebrows and spoke with a growl, “Do not interrupt me, understood?”

You only glared harder.

He laughed again, shaking his head in disbelief. “Silly little doctor. You may not see it now, but what we’re doing now is going to be monumental...life-changing. No, world-changing i fact.” he hummed.

You shook your head, “And when Mr. Jung finds out?”

The scientist took a large step towards you, prompting you to take a step back and as a result, collide with one of the lab tables. Caged like a prey, you tried not to show your fear. The scientist leaned close and smirked evilly, “But he won’t, won’t he?”

You opened your mouth to say something, but immediately closed it when the scientist looked past you and nodded as if someone was standing behind you. You risked a peak, hoping to see who was there. However, whoever was standing there was now gone, and your attention was brought back to the scientist in front of you.

“Jung isn't going to know when his most trusted agent is on our side.” the scientist snickered, finally pulling away from your space.

Your hands don’t stop shaking. The scientist walked over to the glass window as if looking at the dead bodies gave him satisfaction. With a sly smirk, he spoke, “And I believe you should remain on our side and do as we tell you, Dr. Song.”

You involuntarily shivered at the image of disfigured, burned and rotten corpses that you’d see on an almost-daily basis.

“Especially if you don’t want your parents behind this glass window next.”

You closed your eyes, allowing a tear to roll down your cheek as you released a shaky breath. With shaky hands, you picked up a few vials and beakers before heading into the chemistry lab.

You go into a state of shock, eyes wide like you just saw hell. Your heart races and stops at the same time - if that were possible, and your legs suddenly feel like jelly. Whatever lunch you had now wants to exit your stomach through your mouth, and you feel your head splitting in two.

There, in the corner of the room you just opened, were three lifeless bodies in the appearance similar to what you’d often see when you were still officially in SKZ. Their lifeless eyes were eerily faced towards you, the pure horror in them still evident.

You can hear the screams and pleas.

Your hands shoot up to clutch at your head just as your legs fail; you fall on your knees and let out a scream despite urging yourself to keep it in. Your breathing becomes heavier as if a boulder was barreling down on you, and the tears are hot like acid on your cheeks.

Hyunjin is the first to arrive, expression contorted in disgust as he sees the inside of the room. He’s quick to your side, kneeling down to pull you into a safe hug. You barely hear the rush of footsteps up the stairs, but you somehow notice that the other agents - except Minho, Changbin and their team - arrive at the second floor.

Jeongin looks in concern, eyebrows furrowed softly. When Hyunjin nods towards the room, the younger male looks, and his expression is instantly replaced with a horrified glare. Jisung seems taken aback as well, but he chooses to sit next to you while comfortingly rubbing your back.

Chan stands behind you, speaking into his communication device. “She’s unharmed, but we need to get her away from here.” he says.

A few seconds of silence for the other end - most probably Minho - to respond, then Chan speaks again, “Not sure...I think...she saw something. She’s breaking down, so I’m going to have Jeongin and Jisung take her back. Tell Changbin to accompany them.”

With that, Hyunjin quite literally has to pull you up, helping get you onto Jeongin’s back so that the younger male can carry you. As soon as you wrap your arms around his neck and close your eyes, the world turns dark as you pass out.

Hours later, the next thing you see is the ceiling of your room in the living quarters, your vision still a bit hazy. You gently sit up, eyes immediately able to catch Chan sitting on the edge of the bed as he types on his phone. He doesn’t need to look up when he greets you, “You’re up.”

He turns to face you, a small yet comforting smile gracing his lips. “How are you?” he asks.

You sigh, looking down at your blanket, “I’m sorry...I just…”

“You’re ok.” he assures you, a gentle pat on your leg, “No need to explain or rush into anything. You passed out, so you should be taking it easy.”

You open your mouth to speak, but choose otherwise and decide to just stay quiet, fiddling with the blanket on your lap. Chan moves a bit closer and crosses his arms, “Minho and Jisung are at the lab. Jeongin, Changbin and Hyunjin are resting too. They’re all fine, if you’re wondering how the mission went.”

“That’s good.” you sigh and breathe out shakily, “I’m sorry for the hassle, Chan.”

The agent smiles warmly, shaking his head, “Don’t be. We promised to take care of you, remember? It’s all good.”

You nod, and Chan lets out a little chuckle as he pretends to coo as if you were a baby. He opens his arms wide and smiles, “Come here.”

You allow yourself to shift closer, bringing yourself against his body. You visibly relax when he hugs you, rubbing your back comfortingly. If being in Minho’s arms was like being home, Chan’s hugs felt like hot cocoa with plump marshmallows. Pulling away, he offers another warm smile and says, “If you need anything, just call any of us, alright?”

“Yes.” you nod, giving him a grateful smile.

A knock on the door is then heard, and a second later, Seungmin and Jung enter the room. Seungmin puts a bottle of water on your bedside table along with a few pills. “These are for the headaches and dizziness. There’s also medicine for nausea if you’re still feeling it. Don’t forget to drink up.” the doctor smiles, “I also recommend you go out and walk around for a bit. Nice, fresh air might help you relax again.”

“Thank you, Seungmin.” you offer him a small smile, nodding your head in acknowledgement to his words.

Jung sighs in relief, shaking his head worriedly, “When Changbin reported that something happened to you, I was quite worried. Are you alright?”

You nod, “More or less. I’m sorry about that.”

Jung smiles before turning to Chan and Seungmin, “May I have a moment with Dr. Song please?”

Seungmin nods, giving you a little wave before leaving the room. Chan gives you another hug, whispering “I’ll go get Minho” before he makes his leave as well - it makes you giggle a little. When the two agents leave, Jung takes a seat on the edge of the bed and looks at you with concern, “Did something happen back there?”

Jung is the only person who knows about what happened in the lab years ago, so you’re pretty sure he’s somehow managed to deduce that whatever happened in the Cle base was connected to the past. You sigh, closing your eyes to answer, “There was a room with...corpses. It just made the memories come back and all.”

“I see.” Jung says calmly, “I’m sorry you had to see that. We should have had the agents sweep the area first. Would you like to take a break for a few days? Stay at home first?”

You offer a small smile and shake your head, “Thank you, but I’ll be fine, don’t worry. I’m not stopping until this is done. It’s...the least I can do.”

Jung chuckles softly, nodding his head. The head of SKZ then stands up and gives you an approving nod, “Keep up the good work, Dr. Song, but don’t worry about taking a rest every now and then. Just tell Minho or Chan, ok?”

You nod, so Jung turns on his heel to leave the room. After he takes a few steps, you suddenly say, “Jung.”

The head turns around, tilting his head to inquire. You then continue cautiously, “When the memories flashed back...I remembered something one of the scientists said.”

“What was it?”

“He said one of your most trusted agents was on their side at that time.”

Jung sighs tiredly, a sorrowful look in his eyes, “Ah, yes, a devastating betrayal. I’m not sure where that agent is now - they escaped the day the lab fight broke out, along with the other scientists and doctors. I’m assuming they’re with Cle as well...perhaps we’ll cross paths again.”

You nod, humming as you absorb his explanation, “And if you do cross paths again…?”

“Well, traitors to SKZ are as good as dead to me.”

“I see.”

Jung gives you one more smile before telling you to get rest. Once you nod, the head leaves your room.

For the next few minutes, you sit on your bed, taking the medicines Seungmin gave you before texting Jisung for updates on how lab work was doing. While conversing and typing your messages and replies, your door’s digital lock beeps, and shortly after, the agent you’ve (secretly) been wanting to see walks in your room.

When you look up, Minho casually waves and smiles, gesturing his head towards you, “Feeling better?”

You nod, “Yes.”

Once he’s seated on the edge of the bed, he has an apologetic expression on his face as he sighs, “Sorry about that. We didn’t - I didn’t - know that there was going to be a room like that. I should have searched ahead.”

“It’s not your fault.” you respond, “It’s part of the job. It’s just...me. It’s a personal thing.”

Minho nods, sighing deeply; he looked like a teen mustering up the courage to ask his crush out on a date or something of the like. It brought a very small smile to your face. When he looks at you with a much calmer expression, a slow and easy smile on his lips, your heart skips a beat. “Wanna grab some coffee with me then?”

“Pardon?”

Minho laughs at your dumbfounded expression and chuckles, “Let’s get some coffee. There’s a cafe the boys and I usually go to. My treat.”

“Wait...what? Why?” you say, trying to connect the puzzle pieces, “Shouldn’t...we be working?”

Minho laughs, his eyes sparkling as he does so, “Lab team’s running tests on the prototype serums right now, so we’ll have to wait for the results either way.” he shrugs, offering another smile, “And while you should be there, I think a change of scenery is what you need right now. To help you feel better.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t say no to coffee, but...why?” you slightly blush.

Why you?

As if he could sense your question, he playfully winks, “I’m technically your partner - I’m like your...superior, I guess. It’s my responsibility to take care of you as well, y/n. I did promise you, right?”

“Well,” you chuckle softly, biting your lip to repress a giddy grin, “if you say so.”

Minho smiles fondly, cupping your cheek to briefly stroke his thumb on your skin, “Come on, get dressed. I’ll wait outside.”

The scent of coffee and honey fills your senses the minute you and Minho step into the cafe. With classy and minimalistic-looking interior and soft, mellow music playing, you somehow understood why Minho and the boys would frequent the place. The male agent leads you to the side of the counter, nodding his head for you to pick whatever you wanted, “We have some sort of...connection with this particular cafe.” he says lightly, “We get intel from the employees in exchange for a little money. But...some are genuinely friends and not just connections.”

“Fascinating world.” you chuckle as you scan the menu.

After telling him your choices, Minho moves in front of the counter to order. The barista on duty flashes a smile and chuckles, “Hey, Minho. Been a while, huh? How are the boys?”

“Wooyoung.” Minho nods with a smile, “We’ve all been busy, you know how it is.”

“Yup.” the barista laughs, “What’ll you have?”

“1 iced americano and 1 mint cheesecake.” the agent answers, “And then 1 iced coffee with milk and 1 shortcake for her.”

The barista nods as he punches the order in the cash register, his lips curling into a cheery smile upon seeing you. “Oh? I haven’t seen you with another girl in a while. No more Jiyeon?”

Minho can’t get angry or upset with the barista. He doesn’t blame him. Though they knew about SKZ and gave information if they had any, they wouldn’t know about what goes on internally - about what happened between Minho and a former lover.

The male agent then forces a smile and laughs lightly, “Yeah, no more. I...I’m not sure where she’s at or what she’s doing. Haven’t kept in touch.”

“Ouch.” Wooyoung hisses playfully, then he beams after punching in your orders, “Alright! Just wait a few minutes then I’ll have your orders ready.”

“Thanks man.”

While walking over to a nice and slightly more secluded table, you playfully tilt your head and ask, “Who’s Jiyeon?”

The fake smile is back, but you don’t miss the agony hiding in his eyes. “A friend from before.” Minho replies, “It’s all in the past though.”

And so you don’t push on, afraid to cross the line and sever whatever bond you already formed with the agent.

A few minutes later, Wooyoung serves your orders, and you enjoy the treat Minho has given you. After a few bites and sips, you clear your throat and speak, “About the mission earlier - ”

Minho cuts you off with a calm smile, “You don’t need to, y/n. I took you out here so you could have a breather, not talk about work or the mission.”

You slowly nod, a small yet grateful smile on your lips as you look down at the coffee cup in your hands. Through the windows of the coffee shop, you can see the sky fading from orange-lavender to a darker shade of purple and blue, ushering the entrace of the vening sky.

Minho leans back on his chair and hums, “Let’s see...what do you miss most about Gongjak?”

“Huh?” you look up and gather your thoughts, “Well, probably the pediatric wing. I like my appointment with the kids. Some are snotty and cry really loudly, but generally, it’s nice to see kids.”

Minho pretends to ignore the swelling of his heart, desperately swatting away an endearing image of you being good with kids. “Is that why you like Jeongin so much? He technically is a kid to us.”

“Maybe.” you laugh.

“Then, what don’t you miss?”

You chuckle at this one, “Definitely doing rounds in the ungodly hours of midnight or early morning. Or being called so suddenly for emergencies just when you’re about to sleep. But...my job is my job.”

The laugh that comes out of Minho is melodic to your ears, drowning you completely. With a brighter smile, you nod at him, “What about you? What do you like most about being an agent? Why did you become one?”

Minho shrugs, a small smile on his lips, “To keep people safe. There really isn’t a deeper reason; it’s just that. I like that I can be the reason all these people can live their lives so freely and safely. I wasn’t given that luxury growing up.”

“Oh, I see.” you say softly.

Minho lightens the mood with another chuckle, “What I don’t like is back-to-back missions. I just get back from one mission then I’m sent to another. It’s like finals week in college or something. Oh, and the injuries. Those are a pain in the ass.”

“Well, that’s why you have doctors.” you laugh.

“That’s true.” Minho raises an eyebrow playfully, “Now...what’s been the most memorable thing to happen recently in SKZ?”

“I guess...the recent gala.” you state.

Because we danced and nearly kissed. Because I felt your warmth and held you close.

“The food was good and the accommodations were amazing.” you say instead, eyes twinkling at the memory.

“You sound like Hyunjin.” Minho teases.

You pout, narrowing your eyes at him, “What about you? Not counting all other agent stuff. Just recent ones.”

“Hmmm,” Minho starts, “when you kissed me in the lounge room?”

“Minho!”

“I’m serious!”

“You - ” you stutter, cheeks flaring up.

Minho laughs, taking a sip of his coffee, “Not gonna lie when I say that’s the most surprising thing that’s ever happened in a long time. No one really dares to do such things with me.”

“One would think you’ve kissed a million girls by now.”

“I sort of have. Undercover and all.”

You glare, “Not what I meant, but alright.”

“Would you like to be added to the list of girls I’ve kissed? I don’t remember much of them though.” Minho laughs playfully.

You choke on your coffee after trying to stifle a laugh, “I wasn’t expecting that from you, you know? There really is more to you.”

“I could say the same for you, y/n.” Minho says amusedly.

You and Minho continue to converse and have light-hearted chit chat; the male even throws in a joke or two, allowing you to see the side of him that only Chan and the rest are allowed to see. You witness the side of Minho that isn’t the stone-cold agent; instead, you’re just seeing Minho, the man who has stars in his eyes and cares for his friends.

Just Lee Minho.

A part of you - and a part of Minho - wonders if this is what life would be like if you were two normal citizens, working normal jobs and living the free and peaceful life.

Not as an agent and scientist-slash-doctor trying to stay afloat to avoid drowning in their abysses.

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𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 jeong yunho x reader, yang hongseok x reader

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𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆 angst, fluff / enemies to lovers au, tv news au, newsanchor!yunho x newsanchor!reader

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“Taeki is retiring”

Y/n snapped her head towards her co-worker, choking a little with the last bite of her lunch “Are you serious?”

“Yep” Minsoo nodded “They are even throwing him a surprise farewell party or something like that. Hyunsung is sending everyone a message, so you’ll probably receive one”

Just as she finished her sentence, y/n’s phone vibrated in her pocket, signalling she had indeed received one “You’re right” she responded, staring at the invitation like it was a lottery winning ticket “And who is replacing him?”

“No idea, but I guess we’ll know in a few hours” she shrugged, and finished her sandwich “Ready to go back?”

Standing up from her seat, y/n followed Minsoo out of the restaurant, continuing their conversation about how insufferable their boss had been the last month because of that new forecast lady who was still adapting to the Seoul Morning News. But her mind was elsewhere now.

She had always dreamt about being a news anchor. Ever since she was little, she admired those people on the T.V. who knew a lot about what was going on, and was fascinated with how fast they talked and never messed up. She had always enjoyed watching the same beautiful lady sitting on her fancy desk, wearing trendy clothing and styling her hair accordingly. Her make up was always on point and the smile that she wore on her face made little y/n feel as happy as she (supposedly) was.

So hearing that there was a vacant for the job of her dreams was something to be excited for. It was not like she didn’t like her current job, of course not. Developing the stories that Taeki presented every morning was a big deal. She liked to do her research and bring the public different views about diverse topics, stories that could make them reflect on their own lives, or just to make them aware of crucial matters like climate change, her latest report. But that didn’t change the fact that she was made to be in front of the camera. Her bright smile and outgoing personality made it clear from the start, and every co-worker of hers knew that sooner or later, she would end up being the morning news’ anchor.

“As you may have already heard, our news anchor Taeki is about to retire”

Every Friday, Mr. Jung held a meeting in the conference room with every department. Even though the Seoul Morning News had always worked well and rarely gone through rating issues, Mr. Jung believed that with no unity, the programme would rapidly fall from grace. These recurrent reunions were basically to inform everyone about what was going on in their own department and what was about to happen the following week in terms of interviews, reports and mini-documentaries.

“Next week is his last one here, so naturally we are looking for a replacement”

Y/n felt how Minsoo’s elbow pocked her side with enthusiasm, and she looked at the woman with wide eyes to make her stop.

“Sorry” she whispered “It’s just that Jaehyun is looking at you again. I think he fell in love” Minsoo giggled.

Y/n wished he just stopped for once and for all. Yeah, it had been a fantastic experience. Nothing would make her forget how good she had felt under his gorgeous body, under his hot touch and sweet scent. But it had been just that, a one-night-thing only. And she didn’t do one-night-things more than once with the same man, except for Hongseok. She would never get tired of him. But Jaehyun was another matter, and apparently he didn’t understand it, or maybe he didn’t want to understand it.

“…that’s why I have decided to propose the job to some of you whom I believe would be the best replacement. Of course you will have some tasks to develop, as well as some interviews and you’ll be tried”

Y/n quickly forgot about the burning look that Jaehyun was giving her upon hearing her boss’ announcement. Her heart started pounding on her ears, and her hands felt sweaty in a matter of seconds.

“Every director of each department have proposed candidates for the job and two names were always included in those lists. I know you all, and I am aware of who has potential for this job. That’s why I have decided to give the opportunity to both of them”

Her heart sunk. Her chance of being one of those two candidates was too slim. The number of people working for the Seoul Morning News was abominable, and off the top of her head she could name at least twenty people who would fit the job perfectly.

“I don’t want to waste more time. Jeong Yunho, from the Sports Department. Lee Y/n, from the Daily Reports Department. You are our candidates. May the best win” Mr. Jung grinned.

The girl’s eyes watered as soon as she heard her name leave her boss’ lips. Her surroundings felt like being on slow-motion. Some of her friends in other departments cheered for her from afar, clapping with passion and waving at her. Those who were around her congratulated her with smiles, some of them with envious eyes. It was too much for her to process. But that was not the whole issue.

She was competing against Jeong Yunho. The it boy from Sports, the man that every one loved and admired because of his intelligence, his fresh, easy-going personality, his perfect, bright smile and beautiful eyes. Jeong Yunho, her eternal enemy, who was looking at her from his seat with a lopsided grin and mocking eyes.

“So that’s why you were so eager to see me, huh?”

“I needed to celebrate” she giggled, making herself comfortable against Hongseok’s warm, naked chest.

“I always knew you were going to be the next Seoul Morning News’ anchor” he responded with a hoarse mumble, bringing her closer to his body and letting her tangle her legs with his.

“I’m not it yet” she sighed, drawing circles on Hongseok’s pectoral with her index finger.

“But you will be” he kissed her temple.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about it, Hong. You know Jeong Yunho. He’s going to try to destroy me if that gets him the job. He was always like that on college, especially when we were competing”

Hongseok stayed silent for a while, and if he hadn’t kept caressing her exposed lower back she would have thought he had fallen asleep “But you are as good as he is, if not better. I know him, yes, but I also know you. You are the perfect person for that job and your boss knows it. So don’t doubt yourself, okay, Y/n? Just trust the process and you’ll see”

“Can I kiss you for that?” she lifted her head from his chest and smirked at Hongseok, who quickly brought her head closer with his arm and sealed their lips together.

“I will never understand how you go about your life like that knowing that you can have Hongseok as more than just a hook-up but you don’t do anything about it” Minsoo murmured to y/n right after waving Hongseok goodbye.

Y/n shrugged, fixing her already messy bangs “I guess I am not used to commitment. I mean, we see each other more than I see my family really. But you know that I don’t just do sex with him, right?”

“What? Do you go on dates and kiss each other goodnight with your friend-with-benefits?” Minsoo chuckled, stopping by the elevator and waiting for it to come.

“I wouldn’t call them dates, but we do kiss” y/n mumbled, playing with the end of her red dress.

“You kiss Ho-?!” her friend screamed, and y/n had to put her hand over Minsoo’s mouth to shush her before he could hear them from her apartment “Friends with benefits don’t do that, y/n!” now inside the elevator and all alone, she could yell all she wanted.

“We do” y/n giggled, and turned around to fix her lipstick “And it’s not weird, you know. He sleeps with other people and I also do. It’s just that I like the way he makes me feel. It’s like having a boyfriend that doesn’t care about whether you fuck other guys or not”

“Is that an open relationship, then?”

“Maybe. I dunno. But I like how it is now and I wouldn’t change what I have with him for any other man”

Twenty minutes or so later, y/n and Minsoo walked out of the taxi right into the party hall. Most of their co-workers were there already, drinking and conversing with one another. Taeki hadn’t arrived yet, so for their luck, they were on time.

“Wow, look at you, doll”

“And that’s my cue to leave you alone now” Minsoo smirked, waving at Hyunsung, the party host, and running away from the scene as fast as she could.

“Fuck me” y/n mumbled, closing her eyes shut. She plastered a fake smile on her face and turned around, meeting Jaehyun’s stunning face. “Hi there”

“I didn’t know you were coming. I would have given you a ride” he smiled, shoving his hands inside his pockets.

“Yeah, Hyunsung was kind enough to invite me. And it’s alright, my friend brought me and Minsoo” y/n lied, trying to bring Hongseok up as her only way to get away from his offers.

“Oh, you mean the guy that you are seeing?” Jaehyun cocked his head, suddenly interested in y/n’s love life, like he always was.

“Yeah, that guy” she enthusiastically nodded “He’s picking me up later as well” she mentally slapped herself, because she knew that Jaehyun would be around the whole night, and of course he would see how she called a taxi when she decided to leave. Besides, Hongseok was covering a co-worker of his and had to be on the Night Show’s building until 2 a.m. at least.

“Well, if that is not the case you know I can always take you home” he smirked, licking his lips.

“Thank you, Jaehyun, I re-”

“Excuse me! Hi, I’m Jeong Yunho from the Sports Department, how are you doing? Can I take her from you just a little bit? Okay, thank you!”

The tall boy didn’t even bother to hear an answer from Jaehyun and simply took her by her arm, brining her to the other side of the room.

“What the hell was that?!” she asked him, looking at his hand that was still holding her arm hostage.

“Oh, sorry” Yunho released her from his strong grip and crossed his arms over his chest “I just wanted to congratulate you. It’s a big thing what you are doing” he grinned. But y/n knew that grin, and it didn’t entail pure intentions.

“Oh, yeah? Are you, Jeong Yunho, congratulating me, out of all people?” she scrunched up her face, demonstrating how suspicious he was appearing to her.

“Why not?” he scowled.

“C’mon, Yunho. You’ve always disliked me. Since when do you talk to me? I don’t recall a single civil conversation with you, even in college” she imitated his pose, folding her arms “And back then, we just talked when professors paired us up to work on assignments”

“Because you would always be around Yang Hongseok, and I never liked that guy” disgust was evident on this face, a rare sight to see. None of the people around them had seen Yunho like y/n had in all those years of sharing not only every single class, but also the same workplace for almost two years. He was not the angel he pretended to be.

“Then you wouldn’t want to know that I still hang out with him”

Yunho stayed silent, just looking at her with an unreadable expression. Y/n quickly realized that the boy was trying to mess up with her right from the beginning, playing all friendly and stuff so that he could get the position in the blink of an eye.

“I know what you are tying to do here, Jeong. You have always wanted that spot but you are not the only one. So I’m sorry to crush your dreams, but I’m fighting for it too. Just don’t play dirty. You deserve to be the next news’ anchor? Then show it”

“I’ll play fair. Just remember that I always won back then” he smirked, his eyes shining with greediness.

“Get over college, Yunho” she grinned, tiptoeing so she could whisper in his ear “And never underestimate me”

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ 　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚

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𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰: NCT 127 x OC

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮: Fluff, Angst & Suggestive

𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: What is it like being an 18 year old girl that had just moved into her new apartment and then suddenly meeting the people she would consider to be her brothers while being away from her parents?

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 6: 𝓞𝓾𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓢𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻

“Um… Nae Oppa I know NCT” I said to them.

An awkward silence enveloped the place.

“Uh… don’t worry I’m not the type of fan that would announce to the whole world that I’m living right next to NCT. Y-you all don’t have to worry. I won’t be taking pictures of you guys as well.”

“Thanks Yuna for telling us that. We’ve been having great trust issues knowing that we are idols that want to keep our privacy.” Yuta Oppa said.

“Ah, I understand. I also wouldn’t want people going around telling me where I live. I respect your privacy and deeply understand their importance to you.” I told them as a reassurance.

Silence surrounded us once again. I slightly bowed my head hoping that we wouldn’t have to say our goodbyes already. In great honesty, I like being with them. They act like the big brothers that I’ve always wanted. I’m an only child so I never experienced having a sibling so being with made me feel as if they are actually my siblings.

“Yuna” Jaehyun Oppa called my attention. I turned my head to him.

“I know that look. There’s a lot of things going through your mind. Don’t worry, you don’t have to stop seeing us because you’re a fan. The whole time you were here we felt quite comfortable with you. We trust that you won’t be going around telling people about us” he said with a small smile.

“Gomawo Oppa. I was actually thinking if we had to cut ties already. I don’t want that since I actually find you guys fun to be with. It's as if you were brothers I never had.” I told them while looking at all of them and saw that they all had a smile on their faces.

“Ok enough of all the serious talking. My gosh the mood went down so quickly. Let’s go play or something.” Jungwoo Oppa said while standing up.

“Let’s jam out to our songs. Yuna you know our songs right.” Mark Oppa asked me and I nodded.

He started to strum the guitar and I immediately noticed what the song was. He was playing Love Song by NCT 127.

neoreul hyanghae giun usani

ireoke ttaemachim

cham jagaseo dahaengiya

Taeil Oppa sang with his very angelic voice which made me sway my body.

Hoo ireon geon

yesanghaji mothan sanghwangiya

eokkaega daheun i sungan

Jungwoo Oppa sang Haechan Oppa’s part which surprised me since it sounded so good.

‘eodi deureogal del chatja’

malhamyeonseodo nae georeumeun

Mark Oppa then sang Doyoung Oppa’s part and he surprised me again with his vocal’s

jakkuman hayeomeopshi neuryeojyeo

I can’t stop I can’t stop this feeling

Jaehyun Oppa started with his one and only baritone voice and blended with Jungwoo Oppa in the next line.

neoye sumsorido deullyeo

ireoke gakkaunikka

Yuta Oppa continued and I admired his very unique voice. Jaehyun Oppa then nudged me telling me to go next.

idaero tumyeonghaejin chae

shigani meomchwosseumyeon hae yeah

I sang Taeil Oppa’s part effortlessly but still being cautious knowing that I am singing right in front of the very people who originally sang this song. In the corner of my eyes, I see them all looking at me. I even saw Taeil Oppa open his mouth while I was singing. We then continued to sing the chorus of the song all together which was really fun. Surprisingly we sounded so good even when I was part of it. We continued to sing and Jungwoo Oppa and Taeil Oppa started to make funny choreography which made me giggle. We ended the song and we all cheered for each other.

“Wah, Yuna-yah you have a very nice voice” Yuta Oppa said which made me blush slightly. Can you believe it? The Nakamoto Yuta said that my voice is nice.

“Yeah, yeah. You can actually be part of NCT. Uwa the very first girl member.” Jungwoo Oppa said with a smile.

We continued to sing a few more songs until our vocal chords got tired. Yuta Oppa decided to get us some drinks to replenish our throats. He opened the refrigerator and checked if there was any delicious drink inside.

“Ok who wants to have beer and who wants to have soju?” He asked which made the boys laugh and I smiled at them. I’m still a minor so I can’t have any of those drinks.

“Yah Yuta, Yuna here is still a minor she can’t have any of those.” Taeil Oppa said.

“Then water it is” he said while getting the pitcher and wine glasses.

“Um… why do you guys use wine glasses to drink water?” I asked them quite curious since wine glasses are for wine not for water.

“Ah, it's a thing here in our dorm” Mark Oppa said while rubbing the back of his neck and the members agreed with him so I just let it go, not asking any further.

Yuta Oppa poured us all glasses of water and handed them to us one by one.

“Oh, Yuna I forgot to ask, how come you're living alone at the age of 18?” Jungwoo Oppa asked.

“Ah, my parents gave me the apartment as a gift on my 18th birthday and out of nowhere told me that I would be moving in just a few weeks. I was shocked because I never knew why they wanted me to move and live alone so early. But, I thought that maybe this was a way for me to grow up or something like that.” I told them.

“Wah, I never envisioned myself living in an apartment alone at that age. I mean yeah I did move away from my parents at a very young age but I have my hyungs with me all the time.” Mark Oppa said.

“Doesn’t it get lonely?” Jungwoo Oppa asked.

“Well, I’ve only been here for a very short time so I haven’t really gotten homesick so much. But, I have been missing my parents a lot these days.” I told them with a sad smile.

“You don’t have to worry Yuna.” Jaehyun Oppa said while placing his hand on my shoulder as a kind gesture.

“We’ll be your family while you live here as our neighbor. Just as you said earlier, think of us as if we are your brothers.

“Yeah! And you’ll be our beloved dongsaeng.” Taeil Oppa said and I smiled at him.

“Well then, are you guys ready for another round of singing?” Jungwoo Oppa asked.

I looked at my wrist and saw the 10:00 pm flashed on my digital watch.

“Shit” I muttered quietly although Jaehyun Oppa still heard me.

“Why? Is there something wrong?” Jaehyun Oppa asked.

“A-aniyo. Um… Oppa mian, I actually need to go home already. I still have a lot of homework to do hehe.” I told them slightly embarrassed that I didn’t do my homework right away and it was already really late. Well, guess who’s staying up all night.

“Aigoo, arraseo, I’ll lead you to the door.” Jaehyun Oppa said while getting up from his seat.

I got up as well and said my goodbyes to the other members. Taeil Oppa and Jungwoo Oppa gave me a very friendly hug while Mark Oppa and Yuta Oppa just waved me goodbye. I followed Jaehyun Oppa to the door and put my shoes on and set my slippers to the side. Before he could open the door for me, Jungwoo Oppa called out to me.

“Yuna-yah jamkkaman.” Jungwoo Oppa said while jogging towards us with his phone in his hand.

“Nae Oppa?” I said to him.

“Um could you give me your phone number. The others and I want to make a group chat with you.” He said while handing his phone out to me.

I got my phone and punched in my number and saved it as ‘Kim Yuna’. I gave it back to him and said my last goodbyes again. Jaehyun Oppa gave me a side hug before I went out of their unit.

“It was nice hanging out with you Yuna!” he said to me with a smile which showed me his signature dimples.

“Thank you Oppa for letting me stay in your unit.” I said and smiled and proceeded to go inside of my unit.

I went inside of my apartment and got my bag so that I could start doing my homework.

“Aish, why did Mr. Park give so much homework.” I said while trying to figure out what I was going to do first.

I decided to do the longest homework first then the shorter one’s so that in case I won’t finish tonight, I’ll be able to do them in school before classes start and during breaks in between classes.

I was reading my text book and was getting quite drowsy until my phone flashed open. There, I said that this was a sign that I can take a break. I know I’ve only been working for ten minutes. I got my phone and checked the notification that made my phone turn on and saw that it was from an unknown number.

+127-09682679

Annyeong Yuna! It's me Jungwoo :-)

Kim Yuna

Annyeong Oppa!

I put my phone down to get some water in the kitchen. When I came back I saw that my phone was bombarded with text messages.

Kim Jungwoo added you to the Group Chat

Kim Jungwoo

Yuna is here!!!!

Mark Lee

Annyeong Yuna!!

Moon Taeil

Aye Yunaaaa!!!

Nakamoto Yuta

Hai!!

Jung Jaehyun

Yah, you guys. Yuna still has homework to do and you guys might be distracting her.

Also hi Yuna!

Mark Lee

Oops mian Yuna

Kim Jungwoo

Wait wait I gotta do something

Kim Jungwoo changed the Group Chat’s name to 10th Floor Brothers

Kim Jungwoo

There you go

Kim Yuna

Hey guys! Thanks for adding me to the group chat. Really like the group chat name, it has a ring to it Jungwoo Oppa (n_n).

Sorry I can’t really talk right now. Gotta get this homework done so that I wouldn’t get scolded by my teacher (-_-)

Good night guys sleep tight!

Jung Jaehyun

Night Yuna! Fighting!

Kim Jungwoo

Jalljja! <3

Mark Lee

Night and peace out!

Yuta Oppa

Night Night!

Taeil Oppa

Good night Yuna!

I turned off my phone and focused on my homework while listening to my playlist.

Now playing Whiplash by NCT 127

‘Damn it’s gonna be a long ass night’

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A/N: Hi guys! Hope you are enjoying this series. For the record this is the very first series that I have ever written so if ever you have any suggestions or advice you want to give me so I can improve my writing you can send me a private chat or comment in this blog. I would really appreciate them and I would also want to communicate with you all. Thank you all so much for all the likes and re-blogs! Hope to hear from all of you. ALSO don’t forget to stream NCT 127′s upcoming Japanese comeback. That’s all!!

#taeyong #taeil #johnny #yuta #doyoung'#jaehyun #jungwoo #mark #haechan #nct angst #nct fluff #nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct #nct 127 #10thFloorBrothers

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zhongli-simp-blog · 4 years

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An Ex and a Lover

Pairings Lee Jung-Suk x Male reader

Requested: Yes

A/N: I hope I did it justice, I re-wrote it a few times to make sure it was good. I had a lot of fun writing this.

“Your champagne Mr. Lee,” the waiter brought the small container with ice and what seemed like a fancy bottle of champagne. Your boyfriend Lee Jong-Suk wanted to to take you to a nice restaurant for your guys one year anniversary, “this is too much, I don’t want you to overspend on me.” You tried to protest but Jong-Suk refused to listen, “This is our special day and I want everything about it to be just as special as you are” he stated his hand on top of yours, “even after all this time you are just as cheesy when we first started dating.” He gave you the biggest smile that he could muster. “Seemed to work when you said yes to being my boyfriend.”

The appetizers finally came and the first thing Jung-suk did is grab a spoonful of your food, “I am pretty sure your food is right in front of you, food stealer” you joked. “But yours looks too good Y/N, I just needed one bite,” before you could respond you felt your phone vibrate but refused to look at it wanting to put your full attention on your boyfriend. You felt it vibrate more frequently, “go ahead and check it, might be important,” you couldn’t help but feel guilty that your attention had been torn away from the date.

You took a look at your phone and saw that dreadful name Wonho, you opened the texts to your ex-boyfriend.

Wonho: I miss you

Wonho: Please answer my texts, I miss you

Wonho: Is that your new boyfriend? I bet he doesn’t treat you as well

After reading that last text you looked up and saw Wonho sitting at a table in the corner with a clear view of your table. Jong-suk saw your discomfort, “are you alright Y/N?” You didn’t want to lie to him but you didn’t want to stir up any un-needed drama on your guys’ special night out. “It’s nothing, wrong number,” You lied as best as you could. “I need to use the restroom I will be right back,” you say getting up from your seat heading in the direction of the restrooms.

You had to take a minute splashing some water on to your face to help get Wonho out of your mind, but as you looked up you saw Wonho standing behind you leaned against the wall. “If you wanted to talk more in private you could have just said so,” he said cockily walking towards you, “how about we pick up where we left off huh?” He said pinning you against the wall with no room to escape. “Wonho no, I have a boyfriend who I am very much in love with,” you tried to plea but he didn’t like that and crashed his lips on to yours.

“Y/N what’s taking-” you heard your boyfriend start to ask only to catch Wonho and you kissing. You finally were able to break from Wonho’s grasps, “it’s not what it looks like, I promise!” You pleaded but he just gave you a side glance, “I guess the cheated becomes the cheater.” Is all he said before running out of the bathroom before you could see the tears starting to form. “Well if it was that easy to get you guys to break up, I would have done it sooner,” Wonho said with a hint of enjoyment in his tone.

You turned with tears already running down your face and with a hard slap across Wonho’s face, “you do NOT get to come back into MY life after YOU cheated on me! And you do not get into ruin what was perfect just because you can’t ever find happiness!” Needless to say, he was shocked by your attack, “don’t pretend that you didn’t enjoy that kiss,” he smirked tasting his lips “I know I did.” He winked walking out of the bathroom leaving you now a crying mess on the floor.

You got the strength to make your way out of the restaurant and started walking back to yours and Jong-suk’s apartment while also trying to call him, “babe please answer, I just want to know that you are ok,” you said over and over again to his voicemail. Giving up on trying calling so you started texting.

Y/N: let me explain please, I never wanted to kiss him, he came onto me and yes I know it’s a stupid reason but it’s the truth.

Hitting send not expecting a reply, but you felt your phone vibrate right after.

My Love: I don’t know if I can believe that, or believe you but I will give you the chance to explain yourself.

It hit harder than you thought, knowing that your boyfriend lost trust in you, but you weren’t ready to give up on him or your guy’s relationship. You felt your phone vibrate again but this time had Wonho’s name.

Wonho: I had fun let’s do it again sometime ;)”

You felt dirty and disgusted with yourself trying to wipe away the feeling of him on you. You stopped by a convenient store to pick up some gum, as you were looking you saw a bouquet and you just knew that you had to get them and so you did.

You finally made it back to yours and your boyfriend’s apartment with flowers in hand. “Babe I am home,” you say kicking your shoes off and putting the bouquet down. You yet have gotten a response so you decided to check the room to see if he was asleep, but when you walked in you saw Wonho laying on the bed half naked with nothing but underwear on.

“WONHO GET THE FUCK OUT!” You shout but to no avail, he just laid there but turned toward you running his hand across his chest. “I know you missed me pressed against you Y/N, you said it was the best feeling in the world.” you scoffed, “yeah well that feeling left when you decided to sleep with some other bitch,” you spat not hearing the footsteps coming to the room. “You need to get the fuck out of this room, out of this fucking house, and OUT OF Y/N’s LIFE!” Jong-suk barged into the room standing in between you and Wonho.

Again Wonho did not budge from his spot, “why don’t you come and make me pretty boy,” tempting Jong-suk and he did not hesitate and climbed on top of the bigger male and started landing punches, one after another Wonho’s face started to get covered on bruises and slight blood coming from his cheek. “Jong-suk! Stop!” You begged to hold on to your boyfriend’s arm stopping him from his assault. He stopped to look at you seeing the red in his eyes, he pulled back letting the now heavily bruised idol go.

We sat on the bed after getting the first aid kit and started putting the ointment on his bruised knuckles, “I thought you were going to let me explain first?” You tried to joke but failed as you looked up and saw him staring at you, “I wanted an explanation at first but when I got home and hear you in the room, everything I was thinking just vanished and I only was thinking of you. I don’t want to give up on you and I want to work through this with you and only you, because I love you Y/N.”

He pulled you into a deep hug, “and I apologize for calling you a cheater, I was wrong and I will work every day to make it up to you,” you looked up and gave him a deep kiss. “I promise to love you and only you until the end of time.”

#Lee Jong Suk #lee jongsuk x male reader #monsta x wonho #kpop x male reader #kpop scenarios

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seihun · 4 years

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⚡��last updated: october 11, 2020

⚡️notes: requests are currently open! (nct + exo)

E X O

⚡️kim minseok_

he misses you while being away for work and asks you to move in with him

⚡️kim junmyeon_

study buddies!!

you’re my honey bunch sugar plum pumpkin you’re my sweetie pie

if you like it then you should probably put a ring on it :: part one

bunny family trips!

⚡️byun baekhyun_

definitely never in a million years at all jealous not even a little bit

you meet his friends for the first time

friends to lovers... to spouses?

very subtly hinting that he wants you to take care of him while he’s sick

can i be your boyfriend? :: masterlist here! [complete]

⚡️park chanyeol_

surprises, surprises, and more surprises! :: part one / part two [complete]

accidentally saying i love you for the first time

call me baby

welcome home cheater

⚡️do kyungsoo_

he comforts you after a long week of classes

he wants to meet your parents/family

dinner for two with soo

⚡️oh sehun_

jealousy and sugar babies

they try to set you up with sehun but you’re already dating

big babie energie (re: sehun misses you but won’t admit it)

he wants to move in together

i’ve never once been jealous of park chanyeol in my entire life :: part one / part two / part three [complete]

proposals in paris

are you singing disney songs with other bitches??

N C T

⚡️johnny seo_

accidentally saying i love you for the first time

⚡️jung jaehyun_

comforting you after a breakup

⚡️wong yukhei_

fuck chemistry!! (midterms season encouragement)

⚡️mark lee_

you ask him to set you up with yuta but he likes you

⚡️lee donghyuck_

the dreamies think you’re dating so you might as well prove them right

⚡️na jaemin_

surprise dates

⚡️park jisung_

you’re nervous to meet his friends

#masterlist #exo fake texts #nct fake texts

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justasparkwritings · 3 years

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Codename Cupid: Chapter 10

Previous: Searching for Seokjin Pt. 2

Pairings: Light Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Secret AgentAU, AgentAU, Government Agent AU, Slice of Life

Ratings: PG13

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: She finds Taehyung at the local dog park, an unfamiliar face by his side.

Tailing Taehyung

Present Day

I’ll be honest, this is my favorite part of the job. Music low, tinted windows, unmarked baseball cap adorning my head, GPS tracking my every move so I can retrace my steps. I’ve already downed a grande latte, two bagels and a family sized bag of sour skittles. But it’s the quiet waiting, the planning of every move, the sleuthing and interpreting, anticipating another person’s every move.

Kim Seokjin is predictable. He gets up, goes to work, comes home. There’s no romantic partner, no gym time, nothing. His office building, non-descript, standard skyscraper. It’s painful how predictable he is. Which is why after three days, I begin to search for another name on Euna’s list. Kim Taehyung.

He’s easier to track, beloved librarian, he works at the downtown branch where he packs the house for his weekly story hour. Costumes, characters, voices, he commands the room, never demanding adoration because it’s so freely given. His name at the Library, though, is not Kim Taehyung, but Jung Taehyung, as if he got married and changed his name without telling anyone. My only indication that they’re the same person are photos from Euna.

Tailing Taehyung is thrilling. He’s going to book launches, gallery openings, museum exhibits, clubbing, and on a few nights, stays late to close the library. Those are my favorite, he puts headphones on and dances around the library, re-shelving children’s books and shaking his ass. He lives across town from Seokjin, in a quaint house with a green door. He seems to have an abundance of friends, rarely goes out with the same people twice in one week. No partner on record, no flirting or taking someone home with him. He does have a dog, something he must’ve picked up after leaving the Lee’s.

Picking up Johnson from my sister’s house, I park near the dog park by Taehyung’s house, a frequent weekend spot. He might go to different clubs every Thursday or try a new restaurant with a pair of gentlemen, but he goes to the same dog park on both Saturday and Sunday, then to the coffee shop on the corner, where he tries a new drink on Saturday. If he likes the drink, he gets it again on Sunday, but if he hates it, he picks something new. He never orders coffee, only tea and juice concoctions. How he exists, with all that energy, and no coffee, I will never understand.

Another thing I will never understand is Johnson. A golden doodle with a slight limp, she’s both deeply loving and simultaneously polarizing. She runs hot and cold, licking you one minute, growling the next. There’s no reason for her split personality, her ability to turn on a dime, but I’d like to think Johnson is struggling with her identity and would really benefit from therapy. At two years old, still fully a puppy, she has gone to obedience school three times, and is only truly unkept when forced to be with humans for too long. The dog park is her happy place. She loves running around, sniffing everything, frolicking in the grass, no leash, totally free.

What a blessing to borrow my sisters fur baby to ensnare Kim Taehyung.

Maisy pulls me towards the dog park, excitement coursing through her body. It takes everything in me to not drop the leash and let her go, but she has a high chance of running into traffic and her death cannot be on my conscience. Within moments of stepping into the park, I spot Taehyung and his little pup. A black and gold Pomeranian, he weighs the same as Johnson’s front paws. Taehyung stands, sunglasses on, black hair parted slightly to reveal his honeyed forehead. He looks too cool for school, and I’d believe he was, if he wasn’t laughing energetically at the man to his right. The man is familiar, one of the usual men he tries a new restaurant with every Tuesday.

Setting Maisy free, I move around the park, monitoring her, hoping she’ll land exactly where I want her to.

The initial contact with a mark, or suspect, is the most precarious. I can’t come on too strong, can’t give too much away or seem too eager. I have to have every moment planned in order to get the information I need. In this case, it’s getting close enough that I can speak with Tae to find out what he knows regarding Lee Euna and her family, and maybe see if he’ll drop hints about her manifesto.

I circle the park, my eyes on Johnson and Taehyung, slowly moving closer to the man and his friend.

“Did you catch the end of the game last night?” The other man asks.

“No, was I supposed to?” Taehyung responds.

“It’s too early in the season to be calling it, but they’ve got a chance to go to the Superbowl,”

“Huh,”

“Excuse me, sorry to interrupt,” I say, turning my body to face them. “Is that your dog? The little one?”

“Yeah, it is,” Taehyung answers, smiling lightly at me.

“It’s so cute, what’s its name?”

“Yeontan, or Tannie,”

“Adorable, is that Korean?” I ask.

“Yes,”

“Very cool, my boyfriend’s Korean,” I lie. Jungkook isn’t my boyfriend. He’s just a guy I’ve slept with once and fallen asleep next to twice … or whatever.

“Nice, I wonder if we know him,” Taehyung said. “What’s his last name?”

“Jeon,” I tell them. I clock the miniscule movement in their brows, the exchanged glance, but I don’t know what it means.

“Not too many of those, what’s his first name?” The man next to Taehyung asks.

“Jungkook” I tell them. My eyes don’t leave their faces as they both nod, neither daring to share a glance.

“I don’t think I know him,” Taehyung says.

“Well, what are your names? I can ask him if maybe he knows you?” I offer. Take the bait, take the bait.

“I’m Taehyung, this is Jimin,” He says.

“Y/N,” I offer my hand to shake, which they each accept.

This is my moment, “This is going to sound crazy, but do you know Lee Euna?”

“Who?” Jimin asks.

I scrutinize his features, no slight quiver of the upper lip, no pupils dilating, no quickened breath. “Lee Euna, she’s part of the family that owns Lee Enterprises?”

“Oh, Lee Enterprises, I’ve heard of them, they’re brokers?” Jimin asks.

“Traders,” Taehyung responds.

“Candlestick makers,” I finish the rhyme, both men look at me quizzically, then laugh. “They do banking and stock trading for the top 0.01% of society, royals, billionaires, human traffickers, etc.”

“Ah,” Jimin nods. “Not my area of expertise.”

Agreeing, Taehyung nods, “Mine either,”

“Same,” I add. Maisy runs up to me and begins growling at the men I’m standing with. “Johnson Maisy Lou, knock it off,”

“Johnson Maisy Lou?” Taehyung laughs.

“I didn’t name her,” I shrug.

“Her?” Jimin continues laughing. He’s like, really pretty.

“Yeah, my sister’s dog. She gives no shits when it comes to gender norms. Johnson was a bet she lost though,” I inform them. I reattach Maisy’s leash and give her a good once over. “You ready?”

She wags her tail in response.

“It was nice to meet you guys, maybe I’ll see you next weekend?” I smile again, friendly and kind to a flaw.

“Yeah, bring your boyfriend, we might have some friends in common,” Jimin smiles again.

I wave before dragging Maisy back to the trail and slowly to the car. They know Jungkook, I don’t know how, or why, but something in their reaction tells me that they are more than just friendly with him. Maybe they went to school together? Or worked together before their respective positions at the library and whatever Jimin does? That would answer few questions but makes me feel uneasy.

When I return to my car, I’m met with a familiar sight. An envelope resting on my driver’s seat. Car locked, windows intact, it sits, waiting. My blood runs cold, chills down my spine as I stare. I swallow the bile in the back of my throat and survey my surroundings.

“The first was a warning shot. This is your last chance. Stop. Looking.”

I panic, glancing all around me, trying to find someone who stands out in the weekend shuffle. There’s no absurdly dressed person, no one in a weird hat or harboring a long-range camera, no one glancing at me in my sheer panic, fear pushing my fight or flight into overdrive.

Choosing a stance somewhere between fear and power, I walk swiftly towards the coffee shop. Ordering a concoction I’ve heard Taehyung order, I ask the cashier a leading question.

“That’ll be $3.57,” He smiles. I glance at his nametag, Robert.

“Thanks, Robert. Can I ask you something?”

“Of course!” He answers.

“You see that black car?” I point towards the general direction of my vehicle. “Have you seen anyone approach it in the last hour?”

“No, but I just started my shift twenty minutes ago,” Robert informs me.

“Okay, thanks,” I move out of the way and watch as other customers flit through the shop, the open concept rustic café is a hot spot, known for their tea infusions and gluten free pastries, it’s a hot ticket. The line is often out the door, and everyone who works here receives massive tips. I don’t know who gives their spare change, but I’ve seen the jar completely full on more than one occasion. Tipping for leaf water is preposterous, but then again, a good cup of leaf water is hard to find. I think, I’ve never really truly looked for it.

After giving myself 30 minutes to calm down, I head back to my car, taking the note and slipping it into an evidence bag. I drive the 15 to my sisters, knocking aggressively as I am positive Maisy is one bark away from biting me.

“Did you have to bring her back?” C asks, opening the door.

“I don’t want to be arrested for dog-abuse, that’s a serious crime,” I hand her Maisy’s leash, and she obediently retreats into the house, running towards her food bowl.

“Oh, I’ll stick the ASPCA on you for sure. How was she?” C asks, stepping back to allow me into the house.

I sigh, “Useful, did exactly what I needed her to.”

“That might be the first time in her life she’s listened to directions,” C laughs. “Water?”

“And probably the last, isn’t that right Johnson Maisy?” I ruffle behind her ears and take the can of Bubly from my sister.

“How’s your little man friend?” She asks, hope in her eyes.

“He’s not little, and he’s not a friend,” I correct her.

“Right, right, how’s lover boy?”

“Don’t call him that,” I squeeze my eyes closed, knowing full well where she’s headed.

“Oh, baby, how’s baby?” She does her best Jennifer Grey impression.

“You’re the worst. And he’s fine,”

“Have you been seeing him regularly? What’s his name again? JK? Did his parents just really like New York Undercover? Or I’m sorry, the Killing Joke?” C laughs at her own jokes, which makes me hate her cleverness even more.

“Jungkook, and yes you can call him JK,” I sip on the pineapple flavored sparkling H2O.

“And?”

“He’s great, he’s wonderful, he’s sexy and intelligent and thoughtful and kind and I could swim in his Bambi eyes forever, okay?”

She laughs at my tone, frustration evident as I blush profusely.

“You like him,” She sings.

“Too much it seems,” I roll my eyes.

“Are the feelings mutual?”

“He took me to breakfast, after dancing, we didn’t have sex, and then, he took me to dinner and a movie the next day, a ‘traditional date’ as he called it. It’s been a month? Not even, and I think about him constantly. I want to see him every second of everyday and I feel so sad when he’s gone. I’m literally handing him my heart to break and I think, all signs are pointing to him handing me his,” I bury my face in my hands, feeling the heat radiate onto my palms. Why is this so embarrassing?

“Are you going to take it?” C asks.

“Haven’t I already?”

C lets it hang I the air, my willing acceptance of heartache at the hands of this lionhearted man, my willingness to be absolutely gutted by him, and in return, his vulnerability to be tossed out like every other man who has ever dared to get close to me.

“Maybe he’s worthy,” C offers.

Shaking my head, “It’s not about being worthy, I don’t deserve anyone.”

“No, no one deserves anything except basic human rights, food, shelter, education, healthcare… but maybe you’ve found a guy who is actually going to be supportive and challenging, someone who isn’t scared of your callousness and thrives in your ability to love without bounds. Maybe he’s that person for you.” Her stare is knowing, and I hate how correct she could possibly be. I hate that I’m falling so quickly, and I hate that he might be falling too. It’s easier when one person has the upper hand, when a bluff pays off with a win. But if we both fold, then are hearts become collateral, and to whom the pieces go becomes a mystery.

“Can we please stop talking about him?” I request, the tears brimming giving way to my distress.

C smiles softly, her knowing sisterly gaze on my tears. “Absolute. How’s the case going?”

“Fine, I found another guy with Taehyung, they both seem to know Jungkook, but I don’t know how they know him or why they lied about it. Neither mentioned anything that was useful,” I wipe the few tears away and pick up my drink.

“Will you keep digging?” She asks.

“I’m not sure there’s much more to dig. Euna has her list, she knows what they did, she doesn’t want proof that they’re guilty, she just wants to know where she can find them.” I inform her.

“That’s the business you’re in, finding people who don’t want to be found?” C clarifies. She knows better than anyone what I do. Though I function in dark allies and make backroom deals, C follows the letter of the law and works for a branch of the CIA. Doing what, I do not know, but she understands the importance of hiding, and the lengths people will go to, to remain out of sight.

“It’s not my job to protect them, C, if I can find them, anyone can.”

“Why does she want to find them?”

“Revenge is my guess, why she had to come to me when she’s worth billions is beyond my understanding. She could’ve hired anyone, had a mole in the government search, literally anything other than showing up at my broken-down door,”

C pauses, “What if they’re in witness protection? What if she was abusive?”

“They’re not in witness, if they were, they wouldn’t use their real names or live in the same city she does. That and you would’ve found out. And, there are no records of abuse in the system, no restraining orders, nothing.”

“Could they be hiding from her?” C questions.

“In plain sight?” I counter.

She laughs. “Staring Mary McCormack now streaming on Amazon Prime.”

“I’m leaving,” I roll my eyes.

“Just, be careful, okay?” She reaches for me, and I enter her embrace. Sister hugs always carry more weight.

“I will be,” I say into her hair.

“Don’t dig a hole bigger than you can fill,” She kisses my cheek gently, her lip gloss sticking to my skin.

“That’s not a saying,” I reply as I wipe the goo from my face.

“Don’t care. Love you,” C stares me down, her words echoing through me.

“Love you, mean it,” I respond, and her shoulders relax.

We haven’t always had the best relationship, the most love, the most respect. She’s anal and controlling, I’m easy going and dare I say, happy? We’ve always been opposites, she loved analytics, statistics, history. I craved action, drama, constant stimulation. We both love puzzles, though hers remain recreational and mine professional. At our core, we’re cut from the same cloth. Mannerisms mimicking the other, eyes of similar shape, looking enough like sisters to never be questioned.

But she’s right.

Am I digging a hole bigger than what I can fill? Has Lee Euna, Euna Lee, set me up to completely fail? Do these men want to remain in hiding, and if so, what’s the level of risk I am putting them at?

Maybe solving the mystery of who the man was with Taehyung will guide me towards an answer.

Next: Codename Another Shot at Love Pt. 4

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jae-canikeepyou · 4 years

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| cloud nine | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x fem!reader

genre: alternate universe

a/n: agh i really like this request because i’ve seen an edit of him in a pilot’s uniform :< tbh i re-wrote this three times before i was satisfied with it. hope it meets your imagination 💕~j.

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captain jung jaehyun.

once everyone heard that name or saw it on their monthly roasters, whispers of yeses and scoffs of disappointments were normal in the department. some were contented with only being in the same paper as him. and then there were some who were very lucky enough to trail behind him when they made their way to the aircraft.

one time when jaehyun was running late, his existence alone acted as if the entire airport was his own model runway. a little speed walk or even fixing the folds of his sleeve cuffs sent crowds upon crowds trampling over each other about that rumoured hot pilot; taking pictures of him like he was a famous celebrity. people’s comments have spread and hit the articles as well, more frequent and mentioned in any social platform online and it was titled several times.

‘this captain has the visuals to be a celebrity.’

‘captain is a living character out of a manhwa?’

‘a pilot caused a storm at the arrival hall of xxx airport due to his good looks.’

‘mr. viral pilot’s even has a handsome rbf.’

jaehyun gave a forced smile that melted the eyes of his ‘assumed’ fanbase. not again, he thought. it was just a normal gesture to greet them, yet they saw it differently. other than a pool of sakuras and pink hearts, his smile was equivalent to ‘i love you’.

“attaboy jung!” his co-pilot lee seokmin, caught up to him at the departure hall. “do a finger heart next time!”

“don’t reveal my name.” he gestured him to keep quiet. “finger hearts are for idols.”

“i will reveal it because you’re basically a celebrity pilot now. don’t be so stiff, jung” his sunshine smile also caused an uproar after shooting the ladies with many hearts. “it’s simple. just put your thumb and pointer like an x- wait what do you mean for idols? can’t you see how famous you are after that viral picture floating around the country? if you’re not convinced, the world? jaehyun, even the legendary IU agreed you’re attractive-”

seokmin’s words were stopped by jaehyun’s documents in front of his purses lips. he put the blocking papers down with his fingers and still continued with sending finger hearts. “fine. you can reveal my name but not my fanboying side please. and dude i’m having second hand embarrassment right now because of you.” jaehyun gritted his teeth.

“you gotta get used to it.” seokmin said, now doing a heart with his arms.

the crew went through security screening and soon reached the bottom of the flight of stairs connecting to the plane. it was the norm, or maybe not, that the whole crew took a picture before the flight.

jaehyun stood at the middle with seokmin when he noticed a familiar face by his side. based on her side profile, he was sure this was definitely her.

he observed her ever elegant posture; natural make up that wasn’t too heavy, something he always liked. the way her eyelashes flutter due to the wind’s breeze and gosh her gorgeous and gentle smile-

“you’re staring, captain.” you cleared your throat, snapping him out of the trance. a small grin curving by your lips at his aloof response.

“my apologies if i have been rude..” he bent down to whisper, eyes lowering down to see your name slightly on the document paper you were holding. heh, i was right.. “..y/n.”

“if there’s anyone who’s rude..” you trailed off, turning to him face to face now. “..wouldn’t that be you, mr. celebrity?” you quirked an eyebrow at him, referring to the recent articles about the handsome pilot visual. you then twirled still with a small smile as you headed up the flight of stairs.

seokmin nudged the tall male, lips agape at his interaction with you. “wow you just talked with the y/n!” his voice sounding softer than usual. “she’s just new to the airline and everyone has a crush on her. i think i’m falling for her too.”

“you fall for every girl you encounter with, lee.”

as they walked up as well, jaehyun’s eyebrows arched at the compliment seokmin gave you. they took a quick glance at you, now talking with the rest of attendants. it didn’t take long for them to realize that other men were awe-struck by your beauty, just like he did. even the senior attendants seem very smitten whenever you would bring out the enthusiasm from others for the flight. entering the cockpit, the two pilots sat at their seats in preparation for take-off.

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ten hours into the flight, you double checked the passengers, wherein you gave assistance, especially those with children.

at the corners of your eyes, you spotted a couple with three kids. and based on other passengers who seemed to not get any sleep or have broad understanding, were bothered with the continuous cries. the parents seemed new and they were ultimately blessed with triplets. two were already a handful for them and the other baby was left slight unattended, so you politely asked to step in to help.

you could feel that mobile phones were directly pointed at you, filming the moment as they planned to maybe make the gesture viral. you pat the baby’s back and managed to make her sleep.

since shifting airlines just four months ago, you were aware of the attention you’ve been getting from other staffs, passengers and even locals. as much as you didn’t want the spotlight onto you, your occupation somehow paved the way.

the parents thanked your service and as you bowed, the chief flight attendant called you to rest. you finally sat at the post where you were assigned at. out of heavy exhaustion, you massaged your neck to sooth the pain away. deciding to freshen up a bit, you used the service cart to block aisle and went to the lavatory before heading to the plane’s upper rest compartment.

the way you twirled around got stuck in jaehyun’s mind. he couldn’t seem to take you out of it. he would close his eyes for awhile and your smile would appear. it got him feeling so giddy to the point he felt his ears heat up.

“is she marked in your heart?” seokmin placed his legs up as the plane was on auto-pilot.

“no not really.” jaehyun said, removing the headphones.

seokmin noticed the fidgety movements jaehyun had been acting since the take-off. it was as if he was itching to leave. “jae, you’ll get your turn to rest, just let me finish my food.” he munched on his sandwich before gesturing his friend to leave.

now that he finally would get his rest, he exited the cockpit with a hammering heart. he wasn’t the type to reveal himself during the flight, but urgently needed to go for a break. other crew reminded him that he should sleep too, given the prominent dark circles around his eyes. as he waited for his turn to use the lavatory, the door slid open revealing you, whom maybe he, or might have growing heart eyes toward you.

your hands held the door as the grip on it tightened at the sight of the captain. you looked to where his hands were and he held the door’s outside handle. his dimples deepened the more he flattened his lips, and he too seemed shocked at your appearance.

even after hours into the flight, he thought you still looked the same like you did at the photo taking. “hi.” he chuckled, obviously feeling a mix of awkwardness and embarrassment in meeting you.

“hello. may i pass through?” you asked, almost taking jaehyun aback at your straight-forward question. the rest of the crew witnessing interaction made them giggle.

“oh, i’m sorry.” he turned his body 90 degree and you shyly nodded for the gesture.

idiot, jaehyun. you’re an idiot. he told himself.

jaehyun went back to the cockpit and retrieved his coat and he soon got down the steep ladder steps, where he spotted you reading a book you were so immersed in. the sleepiness in his eyes were long gone and this time he wanted to have a proper conversation with you. unlike in the previous two short ones where you seemed to brush him off.

you noticed his presence and closed the book, giving them the attention he sought for earlier. he stood opposite to you, leaning against the ladder. “do you have something to tell me?” you asked, placing the book in your bag. “i’m a pretty good listener.”

a smile from you had jaehyun head in the clouds. “oh, well captain lee said you’re new here.” he fixed to loosen his tie and unbuttoned the first bud. “so how long have you been in the airline?”

“i transferred four months ago.” you replied, putting a strand back with a bobby pin.

“i see. no wonder. i was probably busy at the time. lots of schedules and flights here and there. our paths never seemed to cross if you’ve been here that long.” he crossed his arms.

he was hesitant to ask because it would make him look full of himself. screw it anyway. “you’re not one of those who moved airlines just to see me, right?”

his question made you silent. “ i just thought maybe this airline is more suitable for me.” you lied. in fact you moved because you weren’t convinced enough from your co-workers, that this ‘jaehyun’, apparently your ex, could swoon the ladies.

oh heavens, it has been five years. and this man certainly did swoon you and definitely sent your chest aching again, in a good way.

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the city the airline was designated at filled with bustling people and chirping of the birds. the sun shone as its rays peeked through the little gaps between leaves. traditional music played publicly at the common and main street, some tourists lined up for the city’s landmark. it really seemed like a perfect picture.

you sat down at an outdoor café, legs crossed and memorised the scenery in front. glad that you were blessed with photographic memory and began a quick sketch on the blank paper. as much as you didn’t want to touch your new pocket-sized watercolor painting set, you had to dab the first droplet of water on the tabs.

the faint ash lines soon faded completely at the droplets and as you began to paint the first layer, the paper met a shadow figure that blocked the sun. you looked up to see jung jaehyun; with two coffees in hand, a sunshine smile, perfect dimples and in casual clothes. you didn’t want to make him wait long and invited him to sit with you.

“great day today huh?” he asked, leaning closer to look at what you were doing then shifting his eyes towards you. “it’s.. pretty.”

“thanks, but it’s only the first layer. you’ll see the details after i’m done with the fountain.” you brought up your sketchbook to let him see.

“have you been to the city before?” taking a sip from his cup. you shook your in response, still concentrated on the painting. “c’mon, i’ll tour you around.”

he grabbed your hand and you had no choice but to follow. street stalls filled with souvenirs and its people encouraged their ranges, and jaehyun spotted something that might suit you. it was a necklace. he gestured the man so he could pay for it. taking glances of you and stall, the man waved at him. “sir, this comes in pairs.”

“hm?” his eyes looked at the item. “oh then i’ll get a pair.” he gave the cash and as the man took it, he grinned at jaehyun for his hearty eyes; already catching the purpose of the quick decision.

“it is for the lady, am i right?” he asked.

jaehyun scratched his neck, mentally cursing to himself for being too obvious and transparent. “oh. she’s just- uh, we used to date.” jaehyun chuckled, taking the resin designed necklace in his hands.

“you both look good together.” the man winked like he was about to give the pilot a piece of advice. “she must be that special to be making you feel things.”

“well she still makes me feel i’m in the clouds.” jaehyun looked at you choose an souvenir with furrowed brows. “it’s kinda sad that we didn’t make it like most couples.”

the man’s loud laugh startled jaehyun. “you’re in the city of love. anything can change and anything is possible.”

jaehyun smiled at his remark and left with a contented, little hopeful heart. he went up to you who was still indecisive with the souvenir.

you felt his presence on your right. rising up to see what he was up to, you were shocked at the item he had dangling in his fingers. this certain gesture reminded of your first date; he waved a keychain he won through a carnival stall. you stared into his eyes like you saw the universe in them; the beauty continuously expanding, the stars shining and sparkling when it boasted its twinkles.

the smile on your face faded, but it was quite obvious to jaehyun. he brought down the item and bit his inner gums. “i got this for you.” he chuckled softly, eyes averting from you with reddened ears.

this was strange, awkward, how you both used to be a thing in the past and now meeting each other through work. it just didn’t seem right, to you at least.

“what happened to us?” your sudden question caused jaehyun bent even lower towards your face, sending you to step backwards at his action.

jaehyun knew what you referred to. in fact he asked himself the same question every day since losing contact with you after high school. a small grin curving by his lips disappeared, then mirroring the same expression as you did. “we were both young, carefree. we didn’t know what to prioritise and used each other to make people think differently of us.” he trailed. “we were pretty immature. we just stopped talking after our graduation and distance widened before we had the time to talk it out.” he cracked up slightly, beginning to walk slowly to continue touring you around.

you kinda bursted out in giggles, agreeing to every reason he had just said. the way you saw how much he changed physically and mentally, something in him seemed to draw you closer to him; like you wanted to go back to square one. because all you feel towards him at this very moment was the same as back then.

“couldn’t agree more. we were like those try hard couple goal wannabes that we annoy the heck out of our friends.” you put your hair strands behind your ear. “anyway, i feel the same-” you paused, realizing what you just said.

“uh-huh.” he now looked at you from the map.

“i shouldn’t have said-” you laughed and feeling panicky. the heat creeping from your forehead downwards.

“you mean ‘feel the same like before’ or ‘feel the same as me’?” he asked with a challenging grin. such a tease.

you rolled your eyes at his childish behaviour, not wanting to be caught in his web. “what do you mean by ‘feel the same as me’, hm?” your voice almost breaking to a laugh.

jaehyun inhaled and exhaled sharply because he did not know what else to say. his fingers waving everywhere to look for answers, but to no success, he could only smile awkwardly. you both stared at each other for a while before he spotted some people who recognised him from afar. he grabbed you and went for a run, pulling you with him and led you away from the main circle of the city.

how you wished you wore proper footwear. running with ballet flats on uneven ground brought more discomfort than it did with jaehyun’s company. but as you watched the way how his hair slowed with the wind and his smiling side profile turning towards you, all memories from back then came flooding in like waves. though you didn’t want them to, there wasn’t anything you could do because you knew that somewhere inside the deepest parts in your heart, there was still room for a second chance with him; there was still space for him to fill that missing gap that was left empty before.

now your body was pulled aside at one street, just by the edge of an outdoor neighbourhood home. jaehyun gestured you to keep quiet and he turned slightly to check on them. as you both hid, it was something similar when flynn rider and rapunzel hid from the patrolling royal guards. “remember how we were just like this when we hid from our homeroom teachers?” he asked, crossing his arms in reminisce and a grin from ear to ear.

“of course, it was your idea and we had to mop the whole gymnasium as punishment.” you tiptoed to take a peek behind him. “it’s clear now, let’s go-”

“let me do this for a while.” jaehyun pulled you to him for a hug. “i kind-”

“kinda missed this?” you finished his sentence.

his chuckle tickled your ears as his palms tightened around you. “you took the words right out of my mouth.”

“i know you too well, jae.” you pinched his cheek and he let go of you.

“too well that you figured i’m starting to fall for you again?” he licked his dry lips as he waited for you answer.

you exhaled a breathy air from your nostrils, turning around to walk around the city and giggled internally for leaving him unanswered.

jaehyun scoffed with reddened ears. “should i take that as a yes?”

“whatever you wanna think of, jae.”

he recalled what the salesman said. maybe something will change in this city of love and your words just now created a ray of hope in the sky. this inexplainable anticipation he felt in his chest got him realizing that, yeah, he actually, still is in love with you.

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you bowed to the last batch passengers exiting the plane with jaehyun and seokmin on your side, along with other crew. finally on the way to arrival hall, all you wanted was to feel the soft sheets of your bed. grabbing your luggage, you slowed down your pace knowing that jaehyun was behind.

jaehyun’s hand laid on your shoulders, catching his breath slightly. “i’ll meet you at the carpark.” he bent down to a whisper.

“and what makes you think i’ll agree with your request?” you hummed, legs dragging your exhausted self to the walkalator.

“i’m gonna make my signature marinated spicy fried pork. i know you miss that.” he winked.

“mhm.” you singsonged, “more than i miss you.”

he groaned like a child and you could tell he purposely whined in a persuasive tone. “join me for dinner at least.” he nudged that you were lightly shoved to side, creating imbalance on your feet.

“fine i will.” you rolled your eyes as he cheered in soft ‘yeses’. “in one condition though.”

jaehyun lifted a brow at your habit and he should’ve seen it coming. “what is it?”

“live cooking. i’ll sit by your breakfast table, observing how you cut and hold the onions wrongly. i don’t want you to make me wait elsewhere of your apartment.”

“i didn’t invite you just so i could be bickered by you.” he held your head, sending vibrations for a second before you poked his armpits. “ow! okay you’ll get the live cooking in one condition, alright?”

you continued to walk towards the arrival hall, already noticing banners of jaehyun’s name and long lenses of cameras pointed at your direction. “that’s my word, but fine. what’s your condition, captain?”

a large hand find its way to interlock yours, then bringing it up to be visible to the public. “a pilot and a flight attendant dating.” his wink caused you to fluster in all sorts and now you were aware of the cameras. “it’d be a good topic, wouldn’t it?”

his lips seemed to inch closer towards you but it wasn’t a kiss since he refrained himself from doing so. your heart stopped for a moment before a certain camera flash blinked in front of the both of you, later hearing a voice of the photographer asking his mates to name the newsletter;

“captain jung is on cloud nine with y/f/n.”

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Mistletoe Manor - Epilogue, Part 1

Genre: 1900′s AU/Romance

Pairings: Park Seo Joon, Bang Yongguk, Brian Kang, Jung Daehyung, Jung Jaehyun, Lee Taeyong x OCs

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, Epilogue 1, 2, 3, 4 | Words: 3,766

A/N: Chelle ( @prettywordsyouleft ) and I wanted to re-visit our magical world of Mistletoe Manor. The series left off on a bit of a cliffhanger, so we really had no choice! We hope you enjoy this extra look into the lives of Cassie, Evie, Joey, and all their friends and family.

Keep a lookout for the second part of the epilogue tomorrow at 6pm EST/ 10am NZST.

Evie let out a soft, shaky breath before lifting her hand, balling her fingers up into a fist, and knocking gently on the door in front of her.

“Come in,” Cassie’s muffled voice replied, and Evie turned the doorknob.

“I hope I’m not... interrupting,” Evie said softly after taking a step into her older sister’s bedroom.

Cassie, who was sitting at her vanity brushing her hair out for the night, set her hairbrush down and turned to look toward the door. “Evie, darling,” she greeted. “No, not at all. What’s going on? Is something wrong?”

“No, nothing -- nothing’s wrong,” Evie assured her with a shake of her head. And then she gestured inside Cassie’s room, taking another step forward. “...May I?”

“Of course!” Cassie stood from her chair and strode to her bed, perching on the edge and patting the spot next to her.

A small grin tugged at Evie’s lips as she stepped fully inside and closed the door behind her.

“What is it, dear?” Cassie asked once Evie sat down cautiously.

Evie pressed her lips together briefly, hoping her nerves didn’t show on her face -- though she was sure they did.

“I --” she began. “I just... was wondering... what it’s like being married.”

Cassie reached up and cradled her sister’s cheek in her palm, her lips curving into a soft but beaming smile. “You’re nervous for the wedding? It’s understandable. It’s a huge change in your life.”

When Yongguk had somewhat proposed to her on Christmas Eve, right before he’d left to go find Joey and Brian, she had been so excited. She knew Yongguk was the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with; there were absolutely no doubts in her mind.

And when he actually proposed to her three days later after bringing the newly married couple home, she had accepted with tears of joy in her eyes.

They’d been planning the wedding for a few months now, and Evie was still excited...

But she was also nervous, as Cassie presumed. Not necessarily in a bad way, of course. She loved Yongguk dearly, and she still knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.

But it was a huge change. And Evie had never been the biggest fan of change. She liked reading her favorite books over and over again because they never changed.

She’d lived her whole life at Mistletoe Manor with her two sisters, and now... she would be getting married and leaving.

Cassie had stayed here with Daehyun because she could quite possibly give birth to a son in the future, and he would become the heir to the estate. They certainly could have moved back to Daehyun’s home, but they had eventually decided to stay here.

But Evie had no real reason to stay and had agreed to move into Yongguk’s house.

...Well. ‘House’ was not the correct term. From her future husband’s description, it was even bigger than Mistletoe Manor. And she would become the mistress of the household in just a few days.

So, yes. Evie was just a bit nervous.

Or... terrified.

She nodded in response to her sister’s question, wringing her hands in her lap and furrowing her brow deeply. “Is it normal to be nervous?”

“Of course, dear,” Cassie assured her. “I would like to meet a bride who wasn’t nervous before her wedding. I most certainly was.”

“I just... I thought it would be different since I actually --” But then Evie cut herself off because she didn’t want to sound insensitive.

Cassie finished her sentence for her, though. “Since you actually love him. You’re right, I didn’t love Daehyun when we got married. And our first year of marriage was... not typical. And quite difficult. But now we’re happier than I ever dreamed we would be. Imagine what will happen to you. You’ll fall even more in love with Yongguk, and you’ll be so happy your heart could simply burst, I’m certain of it.”

“You are?” Evie asked meekly.

“Absolutely,” Cassie nodded. “It might be difficult, at first, but Yongguk will be there by your side. He’ll probably be nervous, too, and the two of you can help each other through it.”

Once Cassie stopped talking, Evie let out a shaky breath, though her stomach was not quite as jittery as it had been just minutes ago.

“Thank you,” she whispered to her older sister, reaching to take both of her hands.

“Oh, Evie,” Cassie murmured, bringing her sister’s hands up to her lips and kissing them. “I feel I have always underestimated you, and for that, I am truly sorry. But I hope you know just how delighted I am that you’ve found someone who loves and appreciates you for who you are and not who you should be.”

Evie simply smiled softly before leaning forward to hug Cassie tightly. “I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you, too,” Cassie replied, her voice becoming choked with emotion. “I will miss you, but I know you’ll be more than content over at Blackmon Abbey. Do say you’ll come and visit as often as you can, though.”

Evie nodded, finding a lump of emotion forming in her own throat. “Yes, of course,” she promised. “As often as we can.”

When Cassie pulled away, she reached up to quickly wipe a tear away and then sniffled. “Thank you for coming to me. I hope I helped, even if just a little bit.”

“Oh, you did,” Evie assured her. “Very much. I -- Why were you alone, though? Where is Lydia?”

Cassie’s eyes were still glassy with tears but at Evie’s question, a sly smirk appeared on her lips. “Lydia is... otherwise engaged.”

Unsurprisingly, Evie knew just what she meant. “Ah, I see,” she murmured with a smirk of her own. “I shall not seek her out, then, and let her enjoy her evening.”

“You should seek out Joey, however,” Cassie suggested. “She certainly has an entirely different perspective on marriage than I do, so she might have some other advice to offer.”

“Oh, yes, you’re right,” Evie agreed, her brow furrowing softly. “I’ll go into the village to call on her tomorrow.”

“Perfect,” Cassie grinned. “I would offer to accompany you, but I have plenty here to keep me busy.”

The look on Cassie’s face was just secretive enough to make Evie suspicious... but she kept her lips zipped. For now.

“Where are we going?” Lydia asked quietly, her lips tugging into a soft, shy smile.

Seo Joon smirked to himself as he held Lydia’s shoulders with one hand and covered her eyes with the other, guiding her to a small room off the servant’s hallway. It was typically used for ironing and shining shoes, but not tonight. Tonight, Seo Joon had conspired with the cook and Anna to...

Well, you’ll find out soon enough.

He bent down as he shuffled along the hall, placing his lips next to Lydia’s ear. “How many times have I told you to just be patient?” he whispered.

“I’ve been patient the whole afternoon!” Lydia retorted with a giggle. “Plus, I’m starving. You know I get more impatient the hungrier I am.”

“Don’t worry, that will be remedied soon enough, my love,” Seo Joon murmured before pressing a kiss to Lydia’s earlobe.

Lydia leaned back slightly against Seo Joon’s chest, bringing one hand up to hold onto his wrist as he kept her eyes covered.

“Almost there...” he said as they approached the doorway.

“Can I see now?”

“Hold on just... one... more...”

Seo Joon stopped walking, letting go of Lydia’s shoulder and reaching out to open the door. As the hinges squeaked and the door swung open into the room, he removed his hand from her eyes and pressed his lips together in anticipation.

Instead of the usual shoes littering the table, there was a crisp, white tablecloth and two lit candles in silver candlesticks adorned the top.

Lydia’s eyes fluttered open, her lips parting slightly in surprise when she saw the scene before her. Also on the table were two plates of Lydia’s favorite meal: roast chicken with mashed potatoes and vegetables.

Seo Joon had thought to ask (plead) the cook to make a fancier meal, one she would prepare for the family upstairs, but... he knew Lydia particularly loved Cook’s roast chicken, and all he wanted to do in life was make her happy.

“Seo --” Lydia gaped, turning around briefly to glance at him before stepping forward toward the table. “You... you prepared this?”

Seo Joon gently closed the door behind him. “I did,” he replied with a very proud grin. “It’s been so busy, and we haven’t had a chance to have any real alone time since the Mistletoe Ball, so I thought I would kindly ask Lady Cassandra to give you the evening off tonight.”

Lydia turned around fully then, her eyes wide and her brow furrowed slightly. She stepped over in front of Seo Joon and took his hands. “Thank you,” she said, squeezing his hands gently. “This is -- it’s perfect.”

Seo Joon’s grin widened, and he leaned down to press his lips to hers. He let go of her hands, moving his arms to circle around her waist and pull her closer.

The corners of Lydia’s mouth turned up into a hint of a smile as she slid her arms around Seo Joon’s neck.

“Have I told you,” Seo Joon murmured in-between kisses. “Just how much I love you?”

“Yes,” Lydia chuckled softly. “But, after all these years, it’s more than nice to hear it as often as you say it.”

To be honest, she was still getting used to everything. A voice inside her head was still telling her she shouldn’t be touching or kissing Seo Joon right now because she was so accustomed to hiding her feelings.

But the door was closed. No one else was in the room with them. Cassie had given her the night off. She could kiss the man she was in love with as she damn well pleased!

“Well, then,” Seo Joon whispered, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Lydia replied with a grin.

“I love you so much that... it’s hard to even put into words.”

“Who needs words, anyway?” Lydia’s grin widened, and she stood on her toes to kiss him again. She pressed her lips to his more urgently than before, capturing his bottom lip and tugging on it. Seo Joon held her even closer, even more tightly, and a whole flock of butterflies suddenly appeared in her stomach.

...Oh, wait.

Those weren’t butterflies. Butterflies didn’t growl like that.

She was just still hungry.

Seo Joon pulled away, letting out a soft laugh and gazing down at her with a teasingly adoring grin. “I see it’s not actually me you’re hungry for.”

Lydia’s cheeks warmed at his remark. She pulled away, trying to hide a bashful smile as Seo Joon took her hand and led her over to one of the chairs at the table.

“The food is starting to get cold, anyway,” he pointed out as he helped her sit down and spread a cloth napkin over her lap. Before he sat down across from her, he served her, dishing out the potatoes and vegetables and cutting off some tender pieces of the chicken.

“Why thank you,” Lydia grinned, her eyes widening as she took in all of the delicious-looking food now in front of her.

“Please, don’t wait on my account,” Seo Joon assured her as he began to fill up his own plate.

Lydia, although polite, was also very good at following directions... so, she lifted her utensils and dove right in.

Unsurprisingly, the next ten minutes or so consisted of just a few sentences exchanged between the couple. The two of them were far too busy eating to engage in conversation, and when Lydia finally set down her knife and fork with a satisfied sigh, Seo Joon informed her they weren’t quite finished yet.

“What do you mean?” she asked curiously as Seo Joon took her empty plate away.

He set both of their plates down on a side table behind him and then bent down to retrieve...

When he stood back up and placed a small trifle on the table, Lydia let out an extremely delighted gasp.

“You didn’t think I would forget about dessert, did you?” Seo Joon smirked as he handed her a spoon.

“Oh, I do love you!” Lydia giggled.

Seo Joon’s grin lit up his face as he watched her -- Lydia, the absolute and complete love of his life -- scoop into the trifle with unadulterated glee.

Even if he didn’t have a romantic walk in the cold moonlight planned after this, and even if he didn’t know he would kiss her until she was breathless later, this would go down in his personal history book as a perfect evening. Just the fact he got to spend this time alone with her, and the fact she was so adorably happy was enough. More than enough.

He would have to plan more nights like this -- as many as he possibly could. One day, far in the future, he would plan a night like this to propose to her.

But, for now, he was fully content with the way things were. No more secret longing, no more hidden glances, no more worrying and fretting over ‘what ifs.’ He wanted to marry her, yes... but one day. Not just yet.

He’d waited so many years just to get where they were now. He could most certainly wait to take things a step further, and Lydia -- without question -- was worth the wait.

It had taken Seo Joon, Yongguk, and Daehyun almost two days to find Lady Josephine and Brian after their somewhat dramatic escape on Christmas Eve.

Thankfully, when they did find them, the couple was already married and awaiting passage on a boat to America.

Daehyun managed to convince them there was no need to run away to a whole other continent; her sisters certainly wanted her to return, and even if her parents didn’t quite approve of the marriage, they would much rather she stay here than be an ocean away.

Joey had -- somewhat reluctantly -- agreed to come back, and when she and Brian had returned to the manor, her entire family had surrounded her. They’d hugged and kissed her, both Cassie and her mother had been crying, and her father had almost immediately ushered Brian into his study to interrogate him.

The next week, the newlyweds had moved into a house in the nearby village, and Brian had begun teaching at the local school. Apparently, knowing how to read and write was a good enough qualification; Brian did end up rather enjoying the job, though.

And now, just about three months after their legendary departure, they were settled in their quaint cottage and -- much to some’s surprise -- incredibly happy.

Joey smiled to herself as she thought of how Brian -- her husband -- still teased her and got on her nerves. Daily, in fact. As she stuck the needle through her embroidery hoop, she recalled the first snowball fight they’d had -- and the few they’d had since, as well.

When a sudden knock interrupted her thoughts, she let out a soft gasp and dropped her project on the floor. Instead of picking it up, she scurried to the door and practically threw it open.

With Brian being gone at the school all day, Joey’s ideas for keeping herself busy were wearing thin, and she was more than glad to have a visitor.

“Evie!” she cried with delight when she saw her sister standing on the doormat.

She was especially glad to have this specific visitor.

“I hope I’m not interrupt --”

“No, of course not,” Joey assured her hastily, stepping aside to usher her in. “Please, come in. Shall I ring for some tea?”

“Oh, yes, please,” Evie answered, taking off her coat once she’d entered the house. “It’s almost colder than it was at Christmas time.”

Joey popped her head into the kitchen and requested a tea tray from the cook -- the only servant she had now.

“Come, sit down,” she murmured to Evie before leading her to the living room, the room she’d just occupied.

Joey bent to pick up her embroidery, and Evie let out a soft sputter of a chuckle.

“What is that?”

“It’s -- it’s my embroidery!” Joey explained with a huff. “Why did you say it like that?!”

“You’ve never embroidered a thing in your life,” Evie laughed.

“Well!” Joey cried defensively. “I can’t think of anything else to do! I’m stuck in this house all day while Brian’s at work!”

Evie’s jaw practically dropped at her younger sister’s ludicrous statement. “Are you quite serious?”

“Yes! I’m bored out of my mind!”

“Joey! There are so many things you could do outside of the house!”

“Oh?” Joey asked, quirking an eyebrow. “Such as? And don’t say planting a garden, you know my thumb is the opposite of green.”

“I can think of any number of things you could get involved in! Like -- the orphanage, for example. They’re always in need of help!”

Joey’s brow furrowed softly, and the corners of her mouth turned down in thought.

Hmm. The orphanage.

...Why had she never thought of that? She hadn’t been around children too much, but the ones she’d met in her adulthood had certainly seemed rambunctious and clever enough to keep her thoroughly occupied. It wasn’t too far from the village, and it would certainly be much better than trying to embroider all day.

“Evie,” Joey said softly. “I believe... you have come up with a wonderful idea.”

For a split second, the expression on Evie’s face was one of surprise. It quickly morphed to one of satisfaction, however, and she tipped her chin into a satisfied nod. “Of course, I have.”

Before Joey’s train of thought could get permanently derailed onto thoughts of the orphanage, she turned back to her older sister.

“Now, why did you come to see me?” she asked directly. Joey had never been one to mince words.

Evie instantly frowned, though, her forehead wrinkling adorably. “Why do I need a reason to come see you?”

“Because... I mean, don’t you, especially, always need a reason to leave the house?”

“...Well, yes.”

Joey simply smirked triumphantly.

“The thing is... it’s rather a... well, a private topic,” Evie replied in hushed tones.

Before Joey had the chance to ask what her sister could possibly mean by that, the door opened, and the cook ambled in with the tea tray.

Evie sat silently as the cook set down the tray and poured tea into two floral, porcelain cups.

“Thank you, Mrs. Whitmore,” Joey grinned before taking one of the cups and handing it to her sister.

Mrs. Whitmore dipped into a curtsy before shuffling out of the room, closing the door behind her.

It took less than half a second for Joey to focus all of her attention back on Evie.

“What could you possibly mean by ‘a private topic’?” she asked in hushed -- but hurried -- tones.

Evie’s cheeks immediately pinkened, and Joey’s mind went right into the gutter.

“I’m just... nervous,” Evie gulped.

Joey waited as long as she possibly could for her sister to continue... which ended up being about three seconds.

“About the wedding night?”

Evie’s cheeks pinkened some more, and her brows rushed down to wrinkle her forehead. “No! I mean, yes, but I’m not -- just -- getting married, in general. And moving away from home and being mistress of such a large estate and -- there are just so many changes, and I’m incredibly anxious about it all.”

“Ohhhh,” Joey nodded in understanding before taking a sip of her tea. “Yes, of course. You would be nervous about that.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Evie murmured with a slight pout.

“You are a creature of habit, my dear,” Joey pointed out. “You like to be surrounded by things and places and people you already know, like books and our family. And you prefer to stay in the background. You don’t like attention -- never have. And now, suddenly, you’ll be in a new house with all the servants looking to you for direction and leadership. I should have guessed! My, you must be quite terrified!”

When Joey lifted her gaze to her older sister, the look on Evie’s face was not one of relief that Joey had just voiced the nagging thoughts in the back of her head.

No. Not one of relief in the slightest.

Her expression was one of absolute panic.

Hastily, Joey set her teacup down and reached over, resting her hand comfortingly on Evie’s knee. “Oh, my dear, you will be all right. I’m all right, aren’t I? And I moved from Mistletoe Manor to this... well, it can only be called a cottage, can’t it? It took a while to get used to, but having Brian with me helped tremendously! Truly, it took hardly any time at all to create a new routine and get settled here.”

Evie softly quirked one eyebrow at that. “But you’re embroidering to pass the time...”

Joey waved one hand through the air dismissively. “Oh, you know me. Always wanting to do things I’m frightfully bad at. I’ve never had a hobby like you, which is why you will be fine. I am much assured that Blackmon Abbey has a very well-stocked library. Does it not?”

Evie nodded, though she still looked just a bit anxious.

“Then you will be more than fine. There are probably an enormous amount of books in there you haven’t read, so if your husband is not on hand to ease your worries, you’ll have your books.”

After chewing on her lip for a moment or two, Evie shot her younger sister a hopeful glance. “It won’t be... too scary, will it?”

Joey shook her head vigorously. “My best advice is to simply talk to your husband-to-be. I know how much you hate talking about your feelings, but it must be done. And I promise you will feel better afterward.”

Knowing her sister was right -- for once in her life -- Evie nodded.

“I will,” she said with quiet determination. “Thank you, Joey.”

Joey, looking entirely too pleased with herself, removed her hand from her sister’s knee and took her teacup again.

“You are most welcome,” she said with a confident grin. For she was feeling quite confident. She had just given her sister some smashingly wonderful advice, and she was currently devising a plan to keep herself occupied.

Things were looking up!

Part 2

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