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EIGHT the secret deal

-friday. 2024-

if someone had told you a month ago that you will be going to a second meeting in the office of one of the biggest companies vice president to meet with said person you would think they were out of their minds.

however, here you were, going to the weirdest secret meeting in his company to make a deal in something completely not business related; since the photo was released and people pointed you out there was now no way you could back down, your last conversation ended with lee heeseung walking you outside and saying "please consider it". but now, you didn´t even get the chance to consider it, by the time you were on the drive back home after meeting with jiwoo and yunjin your phone was blowing up and it made you end with two choices: either live the public scrutiny of being heeseungs girlfriend or the public shame of "trying to get with him".

not even a full day after you already had a second meeting, except this time it was worse, secretary kim sunoo was sent to your apartment in case some media recognized your car, but they still took you to his office. they drove you to their underground parking lot that had security checking people id. after arriving there was assistant sim jaeyun at the entrance to take you with him, with them on either side of you, you just knew that people would be looking at you and it made you question why this conversation had to happen in his office. but after seeing the lonely halls and empty cubicles jake answers the question you had but hadn´t made "it's the low work season so Mr. lee had them go on a trip to busan" he said and secretary kim added "except us because now we have to work overtime. at least we are getting great bonus" he said hoping to break the tension. when you arrived at what you now recognized as heeseungs office kim sunoo smiled and gave you a thumbs up while he returned to his desk and jake and you got into the lonely office "take a seat, he´ll join you in a moment. can I bring you a drink?" jake asked you while directing you to the couch in one side of the big office. you declined and took a seat after he left you alone.

even though the office had a modern touch you could tell that the building weighed being part of the leiras conglomerate. even after years of coming back to seoul you still could not really understand the weight a last name could have in the business world. it prohibited people like jiwoo from getting married to whoever they liked, it had to be a premeditated thought, and it had to be discussed with more people other than their parents. it made people like heeseung do crazy things to avoid scandals, people talked of marriage and dates with a complete stranger like it was a common dinner discussion. it made people treat each other like a mere transaction hoping to win something in every single type of relationship. everything in this world was part of a bigger business, this world spun over two main things: money and status. but you only had one of those. that´s why people didn´t care about you. you didn´t have a four generation-long company, you did not spend all your life in seoul, they didn´t care if your parents' company was a big thing in europe, nor did they care if said company was where they purchased their new home decor (which you found weird, to say the least) on every single charity ball you had attended you had always heard people praise the exclusive art pieces they saw and they always flexed about spending money on rare pieces. but still, the same people hated how art-focused your company was. they loved art, but they hated the artists. they just saw it as a way to grow their status and exclusivity.

in a world of money and status, you only had one of those, however, you were already a part of that world. people didn´t really care about you, either way, you think they will, thanks to lee heeseung you needed to trust someone you don't even know to get out of a situation you never expected to be a part of.

a few minutes later sim jaeyun came back to the office with a tray of teacups. and while putting it on the coffee table in front of you lee heeseung came in. he always looked the same to you in the now six times you had seen him and you still didn't have an opinion of him. you know he is entirely business-minded, he has a small friendship circle with great connections and he would not inherit the place of chairman of his company; that´s about it.

the last meeting was that, a business meeting. but now both of you were quite aware that you needed each other to create a business plan. "I'm sorry you didn´t have time to think it through, we did not expect dispatch to send someone outside of the office" jake apologized starting the conversation in heeseungs place. you sighed and smiled at him, in this situation the least you could do was be nice. "it's okay, at least they chose for me" you answered him "so we can proceed and make a contract?" heeseung finally said trying to get this over as soon as possible and your whole idea of being nice and positive flew right out of the window "let me ask you something, why did you send for me to meet you in your office?" you asked him "because we could not risk someone reading our texts or listening to this conversation, we are in a highly controlled environment" he answered as if it was obvious "if that's the case why would you create physical proof that this is a deal? if someone suspects a little bit of the veracity of this relationship and wants to know more they would pretty much get in and investigate and you would be giving them the information so easily" you said and from their facial expressions, you could tell neither of them thought of that. jake quietly agreed with you while heeseung rolled his eyes tiredly.

"look mister lee, you put me in this mess and I'm being kind enough to work with you even though I didn't want to in the first place. I'm trying to do a good job so that this goes smoothly. so don´t act like you're the one doing me a favor when you are the one who put us in this situation" you said a little annoyed at him. "if you don´t want to work with me just say so, you can leave and I can find someone else-" heeseung said "can you?" you interrupted him "for the record you were also being careless last time" he matched your attitude in a condescending tone. you scoffed while you tried to get up just for jake to mediate this conversation "let's not be petty, you both want to fix this so let's try to do this easily I'm sure we can find some common ground" he said trying to calm both of you down "so if you don´t want a contract what do you want?" heeseung asked looking at you "we can just talk it over right now. mister sim is like our witness and we know he won't go to saying it out loud, it's not like we are getting a monetary value of this deal" you said simply "so what's your plan?" he said "for someone who got us into this problem you are not really invested in fixing it" he tried to respond before being interrupted by you "lucky for you I´m the smart one here so we just need to establish the timelapse of this deal and get our story straight" you said.

"look I just need you to be my girlfriend from now until at least two months after my brothers' engagement party that is happening soon" heeseung stated while finally looking at you. "okay" you answered. "we would just need to attend some events together so that people can see us, then we can just say our schedules were really busy and we could not make it work and hopefully we won't have to deal with my father so much" he shared. "you can send jake your schedule and he can confirm our assistance to some of them" he finished.

"is that all?" you questioned him and he nodded letting you keep speaking "then all we need to do is get our story done, do you have your schedule for the past months?" you said opening the calendar on your phone. "yes we do, why?" jake said handing heeseung his tablet "we need to make sure our dates are correct"

"how long have we been dating?" you asked and you were answered with silence "let us go by baby steps. what was the last event we both attended before the dinner that started this?" you said while looking at the now mixed calendar. "october" heeseung answered and it made you realize how troublesome this was going to be. there was no way in the eyes of people who knew you you could go from zero to a hundred with lee heeseung when you never shared a pleasant conversation in public before.

could you really do this and get away with it? you now lived in a world that spun around money and status, and you only had one of those. since your name was being associated with a really important person in a really important company, your name would be dragged either way. lee heeseung was now responsible for giving you the status you needed to survive this world you were now part of.

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moostaronce · 2 years

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Pairing: Kim Lip x Fem!Reader

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A/N: Hey! So sorry this took so long but here it is. I hope it’s to your satisfaction.

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“Come on Jungeun, please!” Jinsol’s plea carries throughout the dorm garnering the attention of their other roommates.

“If you ordered the food why do I have to go get it?” Jungeun whines back from the couch.

“Because you love me?” The older member smiled sheepishly at her own response.

Jungeun groans in annoyance but proceeds towards the door anyways to meet the poor delivery person waiting on the other side. When she opens the door she finds you double-checking the delivery address. The click of the door startles your attention towards her.

“Oh! Hi, order for Jeong Jinsol?” You look up from the receipt with a charming smile that has Jungeun a little surprised.

“Yes, that’s us. Sorry for keeping you waiting like that.” Jungeun accepts the bags of food from you, handing them to Jinsol who was lurking behind her even after refusing to answer the door herself.

“Here you go, thanks so much.” Jungeun nods at you one last time before you briefly thank her with a bow and set out down the apartment building stairs.

“She was nice,” Jinsol comments as she sets the bags on the kitchen counter.

“Who was nice?” Sooyoung comes into the kitchen immediately putting an arm around Jinsol.

“The delivery girl,” Jungeun speaks up while sifting through the bags to find her order, only for it to come up missing. She begins to grumble and groan before the doorbell rings. Sooyoung is the one to answer this time and proceeds to scare the crap out of everyone in earshot.

“What?!” The two girls come bounding into view to find you standing on the other side of the door being smothered into the body of your longtime childhood friend.

“Youngie, please! Can’t breathe.” You strain to wriggle out of her strong hold and finally, she lets you go.

“What are you doing here? How’d you figure out where I live?” Sooyoung is bouncing with excitement.

“ I didn’t weirdo. I just forgot to give you guys one of your bags. Here ya go.” You extend your hand to reveal the bag that had Jungeun’s missing order in it.

“Oh, thanks. Are you busy? Do you have time to catch up?” Your heart warms at the happiness you see all over your dear friend but you give her an apologetic smile.

“I actually have a few more deliveries but if your number is still the same we can plan something.” You pull your phone out and present her contact info to her.

Sooyoung shakes her head in disapproval and types in her newest personal number before she texts herself from your phone.

“Text me when you get off so we can plan something. Don’t forget either or I’ll haunt your dreams.” You can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of you at her antics.

“Yes ma’am!” You give her a mini salute before giving her a parting hug and waving at the blonde and brunette still standing in the background. With that, you turn on your heel and Sooyoung watches you descend the stairs until you disappear.

The eldest closes the door and turns around to face her girlfriend and best friend with a giddy smile on her face. Jinsol smiles back at her happiness and quirks an eyebrow while Jungeun just looks on confused.

“So that’s the Y/n you always mention from when you were a kid?” Jinsol inquires as her taller girlfriend walks into her waiting arms.

“Yes, I had no idea she came back to Korea! What are the odds that she works at the new shop around the corner?” She says practically bouncing off the walls.

“Should I be jealous or what?” Jinsol asks jokingly.

“Oh no trust me I’m not her type but if she’s seeing someone maybe she’ll be interested in going on a double date.”

The two continue talking while Jungeun gently slides the food bag out of her older friend’s grasp to take it into the kitchen. She pulls out her food and transfers about half of it onto a plate before calling to the rest of the dorm and her other three roommates make their appearance. Haseul, Jiwoo, and Kahei all enter the room excitedly.

“I texted the others to come over so they should be here soon.” Not even a full five seconds later the door opens to reveal Hyeju leading their other friends inside, making a B-line for the kitchen where Jungeun is poring over the orders and organizing them by person.

The twelve girls gathered in the living room, pushing the coffee table out of the way so they could all sit in a circle on the floor to eat their dinner together, as is tradition on Sunday nights before their classes resume the next day. This time though you are the topic of discussion. Sooyoung tells everyone of your brief reunion and answers excited questions about you as a person and her experiences with you as a kid.

Jungeun doesn’t ask but listens intently to the conversation. The more she hears the more interesting she finds you and when she pictures you in her mind, the image reminds her that she did indeed think you were cute.

When Sooyoung finally gets your text while they are wrapping up dinner, she screams about how you actually enrolled as a transfer to their college as an art major. Apparently, you truly hadn’t been back in town that long.

The following day Jungeun finds herself waiting for you outside Main Hall with Sooyoung, Jinsol, and Jiwoo who was adamant about meeting you after hearing Sooyoung talk you up. Even if she looked as if she’d rather be elsewhere Jungeun was curious. Honestly, she wanted to see you outside of your work get up for scientific purposes.

You spot your friend and her entourage as you approach the great doors of The Main Hall. Jungeun is the first to spot you and immediately takes you in. You’re in black jeans, and a simple sweater vest but you look great to her. The way you beam at them makes her heart race and even if it’s for the group she pretends it’s just for her.

“Hey Youngie, Youngie’s friends.” You stand at a small distance and wave once to the entirety of the group. Sooyoung leaps into your arms wrapping you in a strong hug. Then turns to the others with an arm around you.

“Guys this is my best friend Y/n! Y/n this is my girlfriend Jinsol, and our close friends Jiwoo, and Jungeun.”

When Sooyoung points to Jungeun and says her name she just looks on at you blankly with a small wave. You tilt your head at her with squinted eyes before you seem to recognize her.

“Oh hey, you answered the door last night when I came with the food. Nice to meet you all formally.” This time that bright smile of yours is actually for Jungeun. She tries to keep a straight face but winds up smiling right back. The brunette bows to you in return with not much else passing between you two.

You turn your attention away to greet the other two girls you’ve yet to really speak to and strike up a friendly conversation. By the time Jungeun has to head to class, it turns out that your schedules are almost exactly the same due to being in the same major. Putting it simply she doesn’t mind when you link arms with her to be led to your first class of the day.

She knows you’re trouble from the moment that you enter the class and she lets you go. It’s clear you don’t like to ask for help even when you need it. Jungeun watches you in amusement when you reach up on your toes to grab something on the supply wall and struggle until you huff and just decide you don’t need it. Jungeun waits a bit but sees you clearly did need it so she grabs it for you and places it at your workstation without a word.

When you see her put the thicker brushes in front of you, you turn to thank her but she doesn’t even look your way. Later in the day, she hears you talking about how badly you wanted something out of the vending machine but you left your wallet at home. Jungeun wanders off mid-conversation with your friends and brings back the exact snack you wanted like nothing ever happened. Yet she’s completely caught off guard when you lean over and kiss her on the cheek leaving her red in the face.

This continued over time to the point that Sooyoung could see everything clearly. For 3 months she’s watched Jungeun confuse the hell out of you. Every day after you pretended she didn’t exist all while doing little things for you but never acknowledging it. You went to Sooyoung days after reuniting and told her about your crush on Jungeun but Jungeun refused to admit her own crush to anyone. That is until today at a café off campus.

Jungeun sits across from both Sooyoung and Jinsol with a red face and ears to match. She invited the couple out to ask them something but they’d all been sitting together for half an hour and Jungeun has yet to actually say what she wanted to.

“Sooo, are we just going to stare at each other over danish and coffee or are you going to spill the beans?” Jinsol asks playfully leaning forward in her seat.

“Um, so I had something to tell you guys that may or may not have something to do with Y/n.” The couple smirks at her as she avoids eye contact from across the table.

“Go on.” Sooyoung grins, leaning her head against her hand.

“I um… I may or may not have a very small crush on her and I was kind of hoping you guys would help.” Her gaze never meets her friends who listened to her with wholesome smiles.

“Why us?” Jinsol asks.

“You’re just the healthiest relationship I know of and Sooyoung, you know her really well. I figure if anyone can tell me what my chances are then it would be you.”

“Look, I’ve got your back. Why don’t you just invite her here for coffee? I promise you she won’t say no.” Sooyoung’s smile is soft and encouraging. It really does give Jungeun hope.

She makes up her mind right then and there. Jungeun gets up after excusing herself to prepare herself to confess to you the next day. She gets up the next morning with a new kind of determination.

You’re walking up to the library first thing in the morning to get ahead of your studying when you feel a hand on your shoulder. The smile on your face was actually really calming to her and she gave you a big smile back.

“Hey, Y/n.” She lets you go and steps back to give you some space.

“Jungeun! What’s up?” You step back into her space and hold her hand as you smile at her like literal sunshine. Your heart warms up at the feel of Jungeun’s hands going clammy on your own.

“Would you um… do you want to grab coffee together at the café across the street? It’s okay if you don’t I just figured I’d ask.”

You watch her face progressively get redder the longer you take to respond. The look of surprise on her face when you kiss her cheek with a nod is worth all the money in the world as far as you’re concerned. At that moment Jungeun feels so high that she hardly notices you fortifying your hold on her hand and walking you both the other way.

“W-Where are we going?” Jungeun stutters to life.

“The café silly.” You don’t even glance at her as you say it like it’s the most obvious thing ever.

“Now?” Her shocked voice brings your beautiful laugh out.

“Yes, right now.”

On the way, you both run into Sooyoung and Je way. They go to greet you both but can’t get a word in as you put a quieting finger up and continue dragging a flustered Jungeun with you.

“No time. We’re on a date.” You say dismissively. Failing to see 3 pairs of bulging eyes staring at you.

“A date!?” The girls' screech as Jungeun finally tugs you to a stop.

“This is a date?” Jungeun searches your eyes for something.

“Was it not supposed to be? Cause if not this is incredibly embarrassing.”

“No no, this is most definitely a date.” She rushes it out like she’s afraid that you’ll change your mind and now Jungeun is the one dragging you along to the café.

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seokgyuu · 2 years

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→ genre: smut, college au, crack → pairing: Jun x Afab!Fem!Reader x Minghao → synopsis: you have never been a person who turns down a challenge, but when your best friend challenges you to hook up with 13 boys in one semester you kind of wish you were.

→ warnings: threesome, dirty talk, mouth fucking, nipple play, edging (kinda??)

→ word count: 4.9k

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A/N: hey everyone! it took forever to write this, I am SO sorry. For some reason I cannot tag those who wanted to be tagged, please just shoot me another message if you wanna be added. This smut.. its a little more graphic than the ones before, I think? But I hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think! Also, I added some more plot, lmao. You know, to act like this is an actual fic and not just some porn. Anyways. Happy new year! Hope you started off 2022 better than I did, lol.

Even though the semester had already started a few weeks ago, you had yet to attend a party. So, when Jiwoo texted you an address only a couple days after your success with Wonwoo and told you to come to this place that was, apparently, throwing the biggest party of the semester this weekend you were definitely not appalled. There, so your best friend had said, you would meet a boy named Jun. He was from China and studied Microbiology and Jiwoo had met him by chance. The party was held at someone’s house, who’s you weren’t exactly sure, but it was said to be huge and in one of the most expensive neighbourhoods of the city. You and your friends were big party goers, or at least had been the past semesters, but this time around it seemed to be different. While you obviously had your mind set on your studies, you also had a whole different task at hand that you couldn’t just ignore. Jiwoo herself had succeeded in seducing Kim Donghan just two days ago and you had yet to pick another target for her. You were sure that this party would be perfect for that.

It was only a few minutes after 10 pm when you arrived at the party that was already going at full speed. There were people dancing in the huge living room that was graced by an enormous chandelier that looked incredibly beautiful and expensive. The kitchen was filled with more people who were all eager to get their hands on all the liquor that was being served. There was an extension to the kitchen that was probably the dining room when it wasn’t used for parties like these. Now, it was empty and basically served as another room to dance in. Chairs and loveseats were spread around the room, mostly on the sides so people could sit down and either relax or make-out – both of which you could see once you’ve stepped inside.

“There he is!” Jiwoo suddenly said into your ear and pointed at a boy sitting on one of the loveseats with a cup in one and his phone in the other hand. He seemed to be concentrated on whatever was showing up on his phone, his pretty face in a slight frown. His hair was short and brown and parted in the middle, he was wearing a light green jumper and blue jeans that hugged his thighs deliciously as he was sitting. All in all: he was extremely attractive, and you couldn’t wait to get started.

“You have a wonderful eye, Jiwoo-yah,” you said as you grinned at her over your shoulder. Giving you a thumbs up, she quickly walked back into the kitchen, leaving you to your task at hand. Straightening your back and checking your reflection in the mirror hanging on the other side of the hallway, you started walking towards Jun – only to be beat to it by a guy you also didn’t know. He sat down next to Jun and took the cup he was holding from his hands only to replace it with another. Then he also grabbed the other boy’s phone and slid it into the pocket of his long black cardigan. Frowning, you watched as Jun looked over at the other guy and said something you couldn’t hear. They seemed as if something had happened, as if whatever Jun had seen on his phone had something to do with the change of cups and the seriousness on their faces. Now, this wasn’t off to a good start after all. You decided to go onto the dance floor and watch them for a while, see if you could catch Jun’s eye in any way with whoever the other guy was sitting right next to him.

Once you were happy with where you were standing (meaning right in Jun’s point of view), you took a sip from the drink you had gotten earlier with Jiwoo and began swinging your hips to the sound of the music. You were aware that the other people around you would probably look at you and perhaps even try to dance with you, but you decided to just act like you didn’t care. Dancing was something you loved to do, something you were confident in. Whenever you and your friends attended a party, the dance floor was your place to be. You knew how to move and how to look sexy for anyone to take notice of you and so it came to no surprise that you soon felt the eyes of Jun on your body. As if accidentally, you let your eyes wander to the loveseat he was sitting on – only to be surprised by not only him but also his friend looking at you. You raised one eyebrow and felt the corners of your mouth twitch. Now, this was an interesting turn of events. You allowed yourself the smirk you had been holding back, but adverted your eyes again to continue dancing, letting your arms slide over your own body and finally reach over your head, your hips going in elegant circles, swaying to the hip hop beats that were currently filling the room. It didn’t take long until you felt movement close to you and soon enough there were two bodies caging you in. Jun was standing in front of you with his eyes sparkling as he smiled at you and his friend stood behind you, his mouth close to your ear.

“Mind if we join your dance?” He then continued to whisper, and you bit your lip as you smiled, shaking your head.

“Please, be my guest”, you whispered back, and he smiled, nodding at Jun who nodded back and gave you another pretty smile before pulling you closer by the hip with one hand. Immediately, you put your one hand on his shoulder close to where his neck began and let the other wander off to his friend’s nape behind you.

The temperature got hotter right then and there and you were sure that there was no way in hell this was gonna end up with just you and Jun going to one of the probably many bedrooms this place had to offer. But before that could happen you would have to talk to Jiwoo to get her approval. This would mean that instead of one you could scratch off two more boys from your list. Also, you haven’t had a three way in ages, which only made the situation even more exciting.

Still, you had to talk to Jiwoo and get her to accept Jun’s friend (whose name you still hadn’t found out) as your fourth suitor. It was just that you really didn’t wanna leave the party of three but stay right where you were. Jun’s one hand was still on your hips as the other was on your back, while his friend had one hand wrapped around you, pressing your butt against his crotch. The other was on your hip right above Jun’s. Their movements and looks excited you to the maximum and you haven’t felt this attractive and wanted in a while – not even by Joshua or Wonwoo. Maybe because it was a different scenario, maybe because this was all based off on looks and movement and not playing around for a few days before finally achieving what you wanted to. Here, it wasn’t about getting to know them and make them get into bed with you by flirting your way to a date or joining a team to make them notice you – this was a party, this was a game in itself. They probably hadn’t come here for the same purpose as you or maybe they did. All that mattered now was that you were here and so were they. Your bodies close together, sweating and breathing in the same air. Feeling their hands all over you as well as them feeling yours.

You continued your play for a while, switched places so Jun was behind you and his pretty friend was putting one of your arms around his nape as he pressed himself against you, a cheeky smile on his lips. It was then that he leaned forward, and you suddenly felt his lips against your earlobe, felt the way he breathed on it and made you shudder under his breath. He chuckled and let his lips wander off to your neck, pressing kisses onto it. His lips were soft and warm, and you closed your eyes as you still swayed against the two bodies and let the sensation of the boy’s kisses take over you. Meanwhile, Jun had placed both his hands on your hips and was grinding into your ass, making you well aware of the bulge inside his jeans. You pressed your butt against him and felt his hands grab you tighter, making you bite your lip. A hand was on your chin and when you opened your eyes again you saw the man in front of you staring right into your eyes, his thumb now aiming for your bottom lip and freeing it from your teeth. Without a warning (not that you needed one) he leaned in and pressed his hot lips against yours, immediately letting his tongue slide into your mouth and making you moan into the kiss. Now, Jun was the one to shower your neck with kisses, sucking on your skin as he still kept moving against you, swaying with the music as well as trying to be as close to you as humanly possible with all these clothes between you. It hadn’t occurred to you that it would be this easy if you were honest. Not that you were complaining. Feeling two hot men against you, one of them devouring your lips while the other was probably leaving marks all over your neck – yeah, you wouldn’t trade that for anything right now.

The kiss with Jun’s friend got hotter and the need to be alone with them grew with each second you spent pressed between them.

“Should we go somewhere more private?” you finally asked as you separated from him and watched how he and Jun shared a glance before nodding. Jun now took your hand and lead you somewhere, his friend tailing along, holding your other hand. It wouldn’t be hard to see from an outsider’s perspective what you guys were up to. And so, once you’ve gotten back into the kitchen and you spotted Jiwoo, her eyes widened a bit when she saw that you were not alone with Jun. You tried to send her the obvious question with your eyes, and she looked from Jun’s friend to Jun and back to you, only to break out into a huge smirk, nodding her head as she held up both of her thumbs. You grinned back and gave her a wink, before Jun finally led you out of the kitchen and to the stairs that were kind of hidden between the hallway and what seemed to be another big pantry. Whoever lived here apparently needed two pantries, very well.

Jun seemed to know his way around the house and eventually stopped at one of the doors upstairs. The music was not as loud here, but the bass was still buzzing through the walls. Once Jun had come to a stop so had you and his friend and you looked at them both, a mixture of confusion and amusement on your face.

“Before we go in there,” Jun started as he looked at you with his pretty brown eyes, “we won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. Both of us are interested in you and it seemed like you were also interested in both of us, but still… we want to give you a chance to say if you-,”

“If I’d rather just fuck one of you?” you chimed in, one of your brows raised. The boys looked at you surprised, but then they laughed and nodded.

“Yeah. That,” Jun’s friend said. You clicked your tongue.

“Don’t you worry. I am fully consenting to having you both go in there with me. Even though, I must say, I would really like to know your names. If you even wanna share.” That made them laugh again.

“I’m Jun,” Jun said, and you nodded. Obviously, you knew that already. But you weren’t gonna tell him that.

“I’m Minghao,” now, you finally knew all relevant names. Nodding, you smiled at them and introduced yourself too. Then, it was game time.

“Well, boys, I guess we should go in there. I’m sure you have a lot more to show me than just your names.”

Hell, had you been right. The second the door closed behind you, there were hands and lips all over you. Minghao had his hands on your face, kissing you just as hot and heavy as he had done on the dancefloor and Jun had his arms wrapped around your waist, kissing your neck from behind just like before. Together, you were making your way to the Queen-sized bed standing in the centre of the room and finally all sat down onto it. Minghao let his hands wander from your face down your neck and to your breasts that were hidden underneath a tight black body you were wearing. But at least no bra. Your nipples got hard the second he started touching you and you found yourself a moaning mess under all their kisses and touches. Quickly, you turned your head and now kissed Jun on the lips for the first time, letting one of your hands wander under his shirt that he eventually took off, Minghao following him shortly after. The straps of your body were shoved down your shoulders by Minghao and he started kissing along them, his hands now carefully massaging your breasts, his thumb and forefinger squeezing your hard nipples once in a while, making you squirm.

“I need to take these off, in order to take this off,” you explained, pointing at your jeans and then your body. They nodded and a second later you found yourself completely naked with the exception of your thong laying on the bed with two handsome men making you feel like heaven. Jun was back to kissing you, something he was incredibly good at, his tongue dominating yours as his hand was rubbing your thigh, so close to your core but not yet where you needed him. You took the chance to concentrate on him for a moment, letting your hands wander off to his jeans and opening them hungrily.

“I think she really wants your cock, Jun-ah,” Minghao said, grinning against your jaw. He had been busy with marking your neck when he noticed your fumbling. As if for a treat, he moved down and took your right nipple into his mouth sucking on it slightly, catching you off guard. You arched your back and one of your hands fell onto the back of Minghao’s head clawing into his hair. He chuckled against your boob and looked up, meeting your eyes.

“Looks like someone is into nipple play,” Jun smirked and ended what you had started, getting himself out of his jeans and pulling out his already half hard cock for you to hold. You found yourself staring at him for a moment before you couldn’t help yourself and let your thumb hover over the tip of it – wanting to get the precum spread so you could jack him off better. But Jun had a different idea.

“Nah, ah, ah. I think it’s time for you to get on your knees, baby girl,”

God, him giving you a pet name did wonders to you. Quickly, you did as he asked, getting on all fours, your mouth now right in front of his cock, ready to take it all. Caressing your head, Jun looked at Minghao now, who nodded. He had had to part from your boobs and was now positioned behind you, his hands now on your ass, slowly stroking it. You were sure that he could smell your arousal by now, was probably dying to feel you. But something told you that he wasn’t the one who was calling the shots right now.

Jun grabbed his cock and slowly started moving his hand up and down, getting himself harder as he looked at your face.

“Are you eager, hm? How should we do this? Me fucking your mouth while Minghao eats you out? And then fucks you? How does that sound, baby?”

“That sounds perfect,” you replied and bit your lip when you watched a drop of precum pooling at the head – the urge to lick it away incredibly strong. Jun moved towards your face a little more and clicked his tongue, before nodding again.

“Well then, Minghao, how about you start? I want to see her begging for me to fuck her mouth.”

It probably shouldn’t have come as a surprise, but when Minghao pulled off your thong, had it pooling at your ankles and then continued to spread your legs for him to have a better access to your throbbing pussy, it still did. His tongue was between your folds right then and you moaned loudly, aching your back, moving your hips against his mouth. Minghao’s tongue was something you weren’t sure you had ever quite experienced like this before. He was quick, but it wasn’t rushed. He only slightly touched your clit if even and when he did it was only for a split second before he went back to circling every other inch of your sensitive skin. Jun kept on watching you, how your face fell and light up whenever Minghao touched you somewhere you were especially sensitive.

What Jun could not have predicted was the deep moan escaping you once Minghao had finally pulled your clit into his mouth and started sucking on it. Jun’s cock twitched and for a second his movement became faster, the original idea of you begging for his cock gone for a second. But then you opened your eyes, your mouth hanging open and you saw the way Jun was looking at you, saw the way his cock was now fully hard and oh-so ready to be devoured into your mouth. You felt empty without it, suddenly, wanted nothing more but to feel him inside of you, even if it was just your mouth for now.

“J-Jun, I-, oh, please, I want your cock in my mouth so bad, please,” you breathed with glossy eyes, and Jun didn’t find the strength in him to ask you to beg again. Mostly because he was sure he would just cum right on your face if you did. Without any more hesitation, he grabbed the back of your head and pushed you forward, his cock now shoved down your throat. For a second you gagged, but you quickly adjusted, moaning around him when Minghao let go of your clit and instead kept flicking his tongue against it. Jun started moving and threw his head back, enjoying the wet and hot heat that was your mouth around his cock to the fullest.

“Shit, you take it so well, baby,” he said and you felt yourself clench around nothing, only able to nod at his remark. He fucked your mouth slowly at first, but once he shared another look with Minghao, he upped his pace. It was delicious – the way it felt whenever his tip hit your throat, the way the tears tingled in your eyes. You knew why he had started to move faster, when suddenly there were fingers sliding through your folds, getting themselves wet to – another muffled moan around Jun’s cock. Minghao had taken two fingers and thrusted them inside you, letting you adjust for just mere seconds before starting to fingerfuck you to the best of his abilities.

“Fuck, she’s tight. And so wet. Such a wet pussy just for us,” Minghao chuckled, but you could clearly hear the arousal in his voice and at this point you knew you would have begged for him to fuck you even more pathetically than you had begged Jun before.

Jun kept his pace, his hands still on your head and was once again throwing his head back as he breathed loudly, moaning here and there when you swallowed around him.

“Shit, I won’t last long. What do you say, baby, should I cum in your mouth?”

He asked as he still fucked you mercilessly, looking down at you with a somewhat diabolical smile. He was incredibly sexy. All you could do was nod, because yes, god, please, you really wanted him to cum down your throat. Jun took that as a sign to fuck your mouth even harder and quicker, the gags now becoming a little more frequent, but not to the extent that would make you worry. No, you loved it. How he lost all control in your mouth, how he used you to get off. It was one of your favourite things in the world when it came to sex.

“F-fuck, I’m-I’m cumming,” Jun moaned one last time, thrusting quick once, twice – then you felt his hot semen shoot down your throat. You swallowed all of it, or at least as much as you could, some still somehow managed to leak out of your mouth and onto the mattress and waited for him to ride out his orgasm before he pulled out of you and fell against the headboard.

“Can I take her now?” Minghao asked breathlessly. His fingers were still hard at work, and it took everything in you not to cum just from that.

“God, fuck, yes, please take her,” you answered instead of Jun and Minghao smirked behind you, waiting for Jun to give his okay, which he did a second later.

Minghao then proceeded – positioned himself behind you, grabbing something from the pants he had taken off – you were pretty sure it was a condom – and finally lined up his cock with your entrance. He slowly moved forward, sliding into you awfully slow. You were impatient, to say the least.

“M-Minghao, please- just, oh my god, please just fuck me, I am begging you,” you cried out, feeling horribly embarrassed. It did the trick though. Minghao immediately pushed into you as hard as he could, making you almost scream. His hand shot forward, and he wrapped it around your throat, pulling you up against his chest.

“Is baby begging me now, huh? How desperate are you for me to move and fuck you? Can you tell me?” He whispered into your ear, his hips still. You bit your lip and whimpered, trying to move your own hips – but Jun caught on and was back on his knees, holding your hips steady.

“What a bad girl. Trying to move without permission? Without enough begging? How bad of you.” Jun shook his head in disappointment and leant forward, taking your nipple into his mouth and biting onto it. It hurt, no question, but the pain felt good in your current state, made you clench around Minghao who couldn’t help but thrust forward at how good it had felt. You whimpered again. Jun dropped your nipple and looked at you, his eyebrows raised.

“Beg him, Y/N. Beg him to fuck you or he won’t.”

“Didn’t I already beg?” You asked breathlessly, a small pout on your lips. Jun let out a small chuckle, his eyes scanning you from head to toe, then he let one of his hands fall down your body – his thumb suddenly aggressively circling your clit. Your whole body started to shake as you tried to move, but instead of both of Jun’s hands holding you in place, it was now Minghao’s other hand and the one that Jun had left on your hips. He looked into your eyes, the diabolic smile back where it had been earlier.

“Beg. Or he won’t fuck you,” he said and you felt yourself growing closer and closer to your realease the more he rubbed your clit, but right then, the second before it hit you – he stopped. He stopped and drew his hand back. You were close to crying.

“B-but I al-already beg-,” you began but then the thumb was back, making you scream in pleasure and need. If only you could move your hips, if only you could finally come. But again – the second you were sure you were gonna see stars, Jun stopped. It was easy. You had to beg Minghao to finally fuck you and it would be over. Maybe Jun would even continue his work on your clit and you would come twice. Maybe, you thought, it was time to give in.

“Minghao, I am begging you, pl-please fuck me. Please. Need you to f-fuck me so badly,” your head was bright red, if from embarrassment or arousal, you couldn’t say. Maybe both. But the second Jun nodded his head with that smirk you wanted to kiss right off his face, it didn’t matter. Minghao finally started moving his lips frantically. You moaned loudly and were only stopped by Minghao shoving two fingers into you mouth for a bit, before moving those down to be the one to circle your clit. You were close to yelling, that’s how good it felt.

Jun, meanwhile, leaned back again and lazily stroked his cock as he watched Minghao fuck you. You couldn’t keep your eyes open and so you leaned your head back against Minghao’s shoulder, feeling like his dick was either about to burst inside of you or have you burst around him. With his fingers on your bud it didn’t take long for you to get to your first release. It had only taken a minute before you moaned that you were cumming and felt the world go black for a second. Minghao didn’t stop there though, no, firstly because he hadn’t cum yet and secondly because he knew there was more. With the way his cock was thrusting into you, you were sure he was gonna make you come like that too and it wouldn’t take long.

“You take my cock so well, princess. Such a good little slut, aren’t you?” Minghao said into your ear and you nodded frantically, making him snort into your ear.

“You like being called a good little slut, huh? How dirty of you,” and then he suddenly pushed you forward, so that your back was arched and you had to steady yourself with your hands. Jun licked his lips and told Minghao to move, so that you were back with your head in front of his cock.

“Be an even better slut and suck him off again, princess. He is lazy though, so work for him to cum.”

You did not need to hear that twice. Eagerly, you took his cock into your mouth and bopped your head. With Minghao still thrusting into you at god speed, it didn’t take much of your own effort. Jun watched you with glossy eyes, the way his cock kept disappearing into your mouth only to come out again and do the same thing again. He watched how your tongue worked at the backside of his shaft, the way it pressed itself against your tip. You were sucking his cock as if it was a delicacy and it almost made him cum right then and there again.

“Fuck,” he groaned, before he did the same thing as earlier – he grabbed your head and pressed it down onto his cock, thrusting rapidly into your mouth and cumming into it the next second. His dick twitched and even though there was less then before, some of it still managed to leak out of the corners of your mouth.

“I’m- fuck, I’m-“, Minghao stuttered behind you, but didn’t get to finish because his dick was next, twitching inside your pussy and, once- twice, came right into the condom. With his climax followed yours that had you moaning loudly and high pitched, right when Jun had pulled his cock out of your mouth again. Minghao helped you ride out your orgasm while still coming down from his and eventually pulled out of you to fall against the headboard – all sweaty and exhausted.

You all found yourself leaned against the headboard a few moments later, naked underneath the blanket Minghao had spread over you. This atmosphere was different from the one with Joshua or Wonwoo, mostly because Joshua had been the one to rush out after you had finished and Wonwoo and you had been in a rush. Even though both other situations had been hot in their own way, you liked this one better. The laying with each other, the finding your breath again and just remaining silent as you enjoyed each other’s presence.

“Do you do this often?” you asked after a while, looking at Jun and then Minghao. They both now looked at you, question marks in their expression.

“What exactly?” Jun asked. You chuckled.

“Find a girl two have sex with together?”

“Ah, well. Not really? Just… you know, sometimes,” Minghao answered, shrugging while grinning. You nodded.

“I see.”

Then it was silent again for a while. It wasn’t awkward, just…quiet. But the silence was yet again disturbed when you heard the sound of a phone going off somewhere on the ground. You watched as Jun hesitated before he finally turned to the side and stretched out to get a hold of Minghao’s cardigan and get out his phone. Curiosity got the best of you and you looked over at his screen, seeing something you kind of wished you hadn’t.

Wonwoo [11:53pm]: she still hasn’t texted me back

Wonwoo [11:53pm]: do you think she hates me?

Wonwoo [11:53pm] should I just come to the party?

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#jun x reader #minghao x reader #svt #svt au #college!au #smut #svt smut #seventeen smut #seventeen #ot13 #ot13 x reader #challenge me au #yn fic #svt x reader

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tzuyuscloud · 3 years

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could i req a chuu imagine where theyre babysitting reader's younger cousin and it's just fluff n all? idrk 😭😭

You were in charge of watching your smaller cousins for the day while their parents were running errands. The oldest was 3, Luna, while the youngest was 1 ,Solar.

You figured during nap time that you would call Jiwoo to come over and help since she liked children and you were outnumbered. It felt like only seconds have past when you heard her softly knocking at the door you swiftly walked to the door. "Hey Jiwoo!" You whispered. Jiwoo being clingy she pulled you into a hug.

"hi y/n! Where's the tiny humans!" She squealed excitedly.

"shhh!" You quickly shushed her not wanting the children to wake up so soon. "They're asleep but you can help prepare their snacks for when they wake up." Jiwoo liked that idea following you into the kitchen and washing her hands.

She had cut up some apples and bananas while you made a bottle with a plate of baby food for the tinier child. In the mist of putting the snacks together Jiwoo rushed to the bedroom when the sound of a toddler crying filled her ears.

She then walked back out with a sleepy Luna in her arms rubbing her eyes. "Morning y/n" the child yawned not bothered in anyway, shape, or form that Jiwoo was holding her.

"good afternoon Luna, did you get some beauty sleep?" You asked while planting a kiss on her forehead.

"yep!" She giggled. "Snack?"

Jiwoo laughed at her eagerness to eat, "yes you can have your snack. Let's sit at the big girl table" watching how good Jiwoo was with kids made your heart fluffy.

While Jiwoo entertained and fed Luna you went to wake up baby Solar who was in a deep sleep. Rubbing the infant's head she stirred in her sleep and eventually opened her eyes. The moment Solar saw you in her vision she started smiling and cooing for you to pick her up.

"oh my goodness tiny tiny human!" Jiwoo ran from her spot next to Luna to gently grab Solar from your arms. "Can I feed her?" Jiwoo asked with pleading eyes.

"sure, here's her bananas that are mashed up, and when she's done with half of that you can feed her her bottle" you handed Jiwoo everything she needed after she made herself comfortable at the kitchen table while Solar was strapped into the highchair.

"You can be the fairy princess who's trapped in the...in the...in the tree!" Luna jumped up and down as she placed the plastic tiara on Jiwoo's head. "And y/n has to come save you from the evil dragon who is me and sissy" Solar crawled around the playroom chewing on her teething rings while wearing a pair of wings. You had a foam sword in your hand while Jiwoo stayed trapped behind the play bricks that were built into a wall protecting her, aka the"tree."

"roar!" Luna stomped around knocking down blocks. Her roars were followed by a fragile scream that came from Jiwoo as she shouted, "save me prince!"

You couldn't help but break character and laugh at her words, "I'll save you princess!" You wheezed in a broken deep voice.

"y/n you suck at this" Luna shook her head ashamed of her cousin's acting.

"hey kid cut me some slack" you pouted feeling a little jealous that she enjoyed Jiwoo's acting better. In the mist of Jiwoo being "saved" the front door opened and the sound of Luna and Solar's parents' voices filled the house.

"mommy!" Luna jumped up excitedly and ran into her mother's arms.

"I had fun today woowoo!" Luna jumped into Jiwoo's arms and planting a big fat kiss on her cheek. Everyone could notice how huge Jiwoo's heart grew even though it couldn't get any bigger.

"I'll miss you Luna! I enjoyed you today" Jiwoo hugged the small child. After cleaning up the playroom you and Jiwoo both said your goodbyes to the children and left.

"I think Luna likes you" you nudged Jiwoo's shoulder.

"she's a cutie" Jiwoo couldn't help but flash off her signature smile at the new formed memory.

#chuu loona #kim jiwoo #kim jiwoo x fem reader #loona scenarios #loona fluff #kpop gg fluff

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cocobeanncteez · 3 years

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ATEEZ San- Confessions (oneshot)

Genre: Angst, fluff, suggestive, high school au, enemies to lovers au.

Pairing: San x Reader (fem)

Warnings: profanities, alcohol.

On a scale of one to ten, you'd rate your life at your prestigious boarding school a nine.

You loved KQ Academy: a boarding school for the rich, spoiled brats of the country. The teachers were highly experienced and the other staff were really nice. The cafeteria food was great and the vending machines always had your favorite drinks. The bathrooms were clean and the classrooms, laboratories, and other activity rooms were large and spacious. There were three different sports fields, a large swimming pool, and a large athletics field. The dormitories were also really comfortable and overall impressive. Basically, your school was lit.

So why did you rate your great life here a nine? Two words: Choi San.

San was the only person here who got on your nerves. Not only was he a rich, spoiled brat, but he was also the most popular guy at school and the captain of the volleyball team. His pretty face screamed of nothing but trouble... for you.

You don't understand why San doesn't like you; ever since he joined your school in ninth grade, you both never got along despite being in the same friend group. Your friends tried their best to make you both decently talk to each other, but they gave up eventually when it clearly wasn't working; you both always argued about the smallest, stupidest things.

"Should I get another piercing?" Hongjoong asked, opening his strawberry yogurt.

"Where?" Yunho questioned. "Please, not on your ear! Let the poor thing breathe!" You chuckled, glancing at the many piercings on your twin brother's ears.

"I swear Hongjoong hyung is a masochist," Yeosang stated, making Mingi and Wooyoung burst out laughing.

"And he likes exhibitionism," Seonghwa said. Hongjoong rolled his eyes, quietly eating his yogurt; he was used to everyone teasing him.

"Hey guys!" you heard Choi San greet before he took his usual seat beside Wooyoung. You glanced at him, immediately noticing his disheveled hair and swollen lips.

"Oh god, San, who was it now?" Eunhee, Hongjoong's girlfriend, questioned.

"Na Yuri," San said with a smirk. "She took me behind the auditorium. There were no cameras there." You heard Jiwoo mumble a 'not surprise' from beside you, making you chuckle.

"And you managed to get off in less than five minutes?" Wooyoung asked, raising an eyebrow.

San fake gasped in shock. "What! Wooyoung, you know I don't fuck these girls. I've only made out with them."

"What, really?" Jongho asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I haven't slept with anyone other than my ex, Jina," San said, taking a bite of Yeosang's ice cream sandwich, earning a glare from the boy. You were quite surprised at this new information; the entire school thought San fucked a new chick every week. You wondered why he never said anything about it despite all the false claims.

"Y/N," you heard someone call you, catching all your friends' attention. You saw Kim Yonghee approach you with the sweetest smile on his face. He handed you your notebook that you had given him two days ago. "Thank you so much. Your notes really helped."

"You aced your test?"

He smirked. "Of course." He opened his mouth to say something, but one of his friends called him for football practice. "Well, I'll see you in math," he said with a wink before walking away.

"Oh, someone's blushing!" Eunhee teased.

Yunho chuckled. "Wow, Y/N, I wonder what's got you all pink."

"Yonghee is so fucking cute! I kinda want to date him," you squealed, earning a scoff from an unamused San. Yeosang raised an eyebrow at San who only shrugged. "Do you have an issue, San?" you asked, annoyed by his reaction.

"No, why would I?"

"Well, your reaction doesn't seem like it."

"Why would I care about you and that piece of shit?" he spat, looking away.

"You don't even know him!" your voice was raising.

"Here we go again," Yeosang muttered under his breath.

San glared at you. "As if you know about the way he screws around with—"

"So what? I'd rather be with someone like him than with someone like you," you stated in a cold tone. San's face fell, but he immediately put his pokerface on.

Seonghwa sighed. "Can you two stop fighting for once?"

"It's his fault," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

"No, it's yours," San retorted. "You could've ignored me."

You were about to say something, but the bell rang. You glared at San before dragging Wooyoung and Mingi with you to your next class.

A month later, you ended up in an FWB relationship with Kim Yonghee. So far, things were going really well.

You were at Seonghwa and Hongjoong's dorm with everyone. You noticed how San has been really quiet and sulky these past few days. Despite always arguing with him, you felt worried for him. You wanted to ask him if he was all right, but you knew he'd just roll his eyes or make a sarcastic comment.

You nudged Yunho who was sitting beside you. "Is San all right?" you whispered in his ear.

Yunho shook his head. "No, he's not okay. I don't know what happened, and he said he doesn't want to talk about it." You nodded, but you felt like Yunho was lying to you.

"Y/N, how are things going on between you and Yonghee?" Mingi asked.

"Good," you answered with a smile. "He's an absolute gentleman."

"Yeah, I could tell from last night," Eunhee teased, making you choke on nothing in particular, wondering how she found out about you sneaking Yonghee into your suite style dorm. "You're not as sneaky as you think you are, Y/N."

San slammed his can of sprite on the table, startling a few of you. "Sorry, I'm a little tired," he mumbled. "Yunho, I'm going to our room. I'll see you all tomorrow." You noticed Wooyoung and Seonghwa share a glance before Seonghwa nodded.

"I'm heading back as well. Good night guys," Seonghwa said, quickly getting up and following San. There was clearly something up with San and you really wanted to find out.

While you were having lunch with your friends, Yonghee came to your table. He kissed you gently, earning an 'aww' from Eunhee and Jiwoo.

"Hey, hey, hey, no kissing in front of her older brother," Hongjoong said sternly. You rolled your eyes; he was only older by eight minutes.

"Sorry, man," Yonghee chuckled. "Here," he handed you a few sheets. "Seunghun told me to give this to you. It's his part of the assignment you both are working on. He said you can arrange it however you'd like."

"Ah, tell him I said thanks," you said.

"Will do, doll." he kissed your head before leaving.

San witnessed the entire scene and he lost his appetite. He pushed his food around with his spoon, feeling heartbroken.

"Step up your game, bro," Mingi said to San in a low tone so that the others couldn't hear.

"What do you mean?" San questioned.

Mingi rolled his eyes. "We all know you like Y/N. Don't give her up easily."

"Well, she likes Yonghee."

"They're only friends with benefits," Hongjoong said, joining the conversation. "They're just fooling around. I know it might seem like she has feelings for him, but trust me, she doesn't."

San bit his lip anxiously. "But she hates me."

Hongjoong rolled his eyes. "I know my sister well enough to say that she doesn't hate you, Sannie. In fact, she was really hurt 'cause she thinks you hate her. You both should really stop fighting and assuming shit."

"She doesn't hate me?" San asked in surprise.

"No, she doesn't, you idiot," Mingi muttered with a sigh. "Now step up your game, San, before someone else sweeps her off her feet."

You were watching the volleyball team practice for an upcoming inter-school match. San and Yeosang were on the team, so your entire group was here as well, watching them practice 'cause there was nothing else to do.

You had to admit, San was a great captain. He was so sweet to them and hyped them up every time they did well. It was even more fascinating to watch him play. When the team decided to take a break, he approached you, taking his water bottle from where you were sitting.

You couldn't help but check him out in the team uniform. The blue tank top and shorts exposed the muscles on his arms and thighs. He titled his head back, pouring the water into his mouth. You watched his Adam's apple bob with every gulp, and the way a few drops of water rolled down his lips and chin. His jawline looked sharper, and you saw a bead of sweat travelling down the side of his face. San looked undeniably attractive, especially with his new eyebrow piercing and dyed black hair; he already looked so good with his previous brown hair, and now he looked irresistible.

"Y/N, I asked you something," San said, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Oh, uh, I'm sorry, what were you saying?" you hoped he didn't notice you checking him out. San and you have surprisingly not had any fights recently, and he wasn't making any comments to piss you off either. You wondered why he suddenly changed his behavior towards you after years of getting on your nerves.

He smirked, pointing to his little red bag. "Could you open my bag and give me the green towel?" You did as he said, unkowingly blushing. San noticed everything, but he didn't say anything about it yet. He wiped the sweat off his face with the towel, suddenly leaning in close to your face. Your eyes darted between his eyes and his lips, and your heartbeat sped up. San reached behind you to take his bag, shoving the towel and his water bottle inside. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, mentally reminding yourself to get your shit together. You glanced at your friends, relieved that they were too busy talking to notice the little scene between you and San; you knew they would tease the shit out of you if they saw what happened.

"Y/N," Yeosang called out. "You're coming for the party tomorrow night, no?"

"Of course," you said, a little confused as to why he suddenly asked. "Jiwoo would kill me if I missed it."

Jiwoo turned her head at the mention of her name. "Damn right, I would," she said with a nod.

Yeosang smirked. "You're coming in my car."

"I have to sit on San's lap?!" you half-yelled at Yeosang.

"Yeah, Yunho is sitting in the front with the Pegasus glass figurine he got for Jiwoo. The painting I got is in the backseat, and our bags are in the trunk. So you don't have a choice."

You bit your lip. "Fine."

You waited outside the car until San and Yunho came from their dorm. You wondered why San wasn't surprised when you told him you had to sit on his lap, but you brushed it off, assuming Yeosang would've told him earlier.

San was dressed in all black: ripped jeans, a leather jacket and a black t-shirt underneath it. You sat on his lap, closing the car door. He looked irresistible and his Chanel perfume made him smell so good, you didn't know how you'd survive the half an hour long car ride to Jiwoo's mansion without him noticing you inhaling his scent like air.

San gently wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him so that you could sit comfortably. Yeosang started driving and you hoped time would go really fast.

Unfortunately, time seemed to be going really slow for you.

San pushed your hair to one side, making you lean back a little so that your back was pressed against his chest. "Sit comfortably, I don't bite," he whispered in your ear.

Yunho was talking about something, but you paid no attention. The only thing you could focus on was San's beautiful voice and laughs while you blankly stared out the window.

San noticed you weren't paying attention. He leaned forward a little, his lips coming in contact with the bare skin of your shoulder, making goosebumps arise on your skin. "Are you cold?" San teased when he saw the goosebumps on your bare thighs; you cursed yourself for wearing a short off-shoulder dress.

"Yeah, I am," you lied. San rubbed his palms together before placing them on your thighs. You gasped softly at his warm touch. He gently rubbed your thighs, trying to warm you up like as if he didn't know why you got goosebumps in the first place.

"We're here, guys," Yeosang announced, pulling up into Jiwoo's mansion that was lit up with a lot of LED lights.

You quickly got out of the car once Yeosang parked, running to hug Jiwoo.

"Happy eighteenth, Jiwoo!"

She chuckled. "Thank you, Y/N!"

"I can't wait to see you drunk!" you said with a giggle, excited that your friend could finally drink. She playfully rolled her eyes, dragging you inside to where half your school was while she told you which room you would be staying in. You were sure there were nearly two hundred people here, but you weren't surprised; Jiwoo's birthday parties were always like this.

"By the way, you're sharing a room with San tonight," Jiwoo said.

Your eyes widened. "What?! Why? Wasn't I supposed to be sleeping in your room?"

"Yeah," she said. "But, um... Yunho might be there and I don't think you'd want to witness us—"

"Okay, okay!" you half-yelled. "Why can't I sleep in Eunhee's room?"

"Ask Hongjoong if he's willing to switch with you," she chuckled and you groaned, knowing very well your twin brother would rather sleep next to his girlfriend than next to his friend.

But maybe he would agree? After all, he's quite protective of you and he wouldn't let you sleep next to a guy.

"Absolutely not," Hongjoong replied when you asked him to switch places with you.

"Joong! How can you let your baby sister sleep with a guy?" you whined.

He shrugged. "I trust San more than any other guy here. Besides, I need some privacy with my girl, you know? The dorms aren't a very great place to—"

You slammed your palm over his mouth, shutting him up. "I get it! I'll just deal with it."

You walked over to the bar, getting a whiskey and coke. You didn't have an issue with sleeping next to San; you just didn't know how you'd control yourself around him, especially after what happened hardly an hour ago.

After Jiwoo cut her huge birthday cake and popped a bottle of Champagne, some people from your grade sat down in one of the rooms to play truth or dare. Wooyoung and Mingi literally begged you to play and of course, you couldn't refuse.

"All right, I'm gonna spin it," Jongho said, spinning an empty beer bottle. It landed on Yeosang. "Truth or dare, hyung?" Jongho asked.

"Truth," he answered.

"I got one!" Seonghwa said, turning to smirk at Yeosang. "Do you like a certain Japanese girl who's in your economics class?" You chuckled, glancing at the Japanese girl who was sitting right across Yeosang.

Yeosang smirked. "Of course I like my girlfriend." Your jaw dropped and so did many other's. You glanced at Mayumi who was clearly blushing; she reminded you so much of Yeosang.

"Kang Yeosang! You sly shit!" Wooyoung yelled, playfully tackling his friend to the ground.

"I knew something was happening between them!" Hongjoong stated with a laugh, making Mayumi turn pinker than she already was.

After a few more rounds, some people left, making the circle of people smaller. Eunhee spun the bottle and it landed on herself.

"Truth or dare?" Mingi asked.

"Truth."

"Is Hongjoong hyung a dom or a sub?" Mingi asked with a smirk.

"Both, but mostly a dom," she answered, unbothered.

"I'm not even surprised," Wooyoung said before spinning the bottle. It landed on you.

"Truth or dare, Y/N?" Wooyoung asked, a smile dancing on his lips.

"I'll go with dare."

Wooyoung grinned mischievously. "I dare you to . . . give San a hickey." You choked on nothing in particular.

"In front of you all?"

"Obviously not!" Hongjoong said in disgust. "I'd rather not witness that."

Your friends cheered for you when you got up and dragged San along with you to the room you both had to share tonight. Your heart raced with every step you took, and when he closed the door, the only sound you could hear was your pounding heartbeat.

San removed his shoes before sitting on the middle of the bed. You took off your heels, getting on the bed as well.

"Where do you want it?" you asked, avoiding eye-contact.

"Below my collarbone or here," he pointed to an area of the left side of his neck. You decided to give it on his neck because you've never given a collarbone hickey, so you didn't want to screw it up and embarrass yourself in front of the man who was currently driving you crazy.

San sat against the headboard of the bed, letting you straddle his lap. You placed a hand at his nape and the other at his shoulder, leaning in to place your lips on his neck. You gently brushed your lips against his skin before kissing around the area for a while. Your hand at his nape moved into his hair, tugging on it. San groaned softly, hands gripping your waist while he tilted his head to give you more access. You started to suck on his skin, making sure you bit him gently and gave him a few little licks. San's hands pushed you down on his growing bulge, making you moan against his skin. You pulled away from his neck, eyes instantly locking with his. You glanced between his eyes and his lips, unknowingly biting your own. San freed your bottom lip with his thumb, running it over your lip.

"I'd like to bite that lip," San said in a low tone. You couldn't control yourself anymore. You crashed your lips onto his and he responded just as eagerly as you. San took your bottom lip in between his teeth, gently pulling and biting on it, making you moan. He smirked, pulling away. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this."

"Don't you hate me?" you asked, shocked by his little confession.

San flipped you onto your back, hovering over you. He pressed his bulge against you. "What do you think?" he whispered, making you blush. "Y/N, you drive me absolutely crazy. I've liked you ever since ninth grade." Your eyes widened; he has liked you ever since he joined your school?!

"But— Then why were you always fighting with me?" you couldn't help but ask, even though right now wasn't a very... appropriate time.

"Remember how I was back then? I was so nerdy and you liked guys who were the complete opposite of that," he said, cupping your cheek. "No matter how hard I tried to get you to like someone like me, it just never worked. You always liked seniors and dated playboys. And then when I started screwing around, you still didn't like me. I guess... I guess that's why I fought with you a lot and it got worse over the years."

"San, you were perfect," you murmured. "I always thought you were way too good for me, that's why I never really bothered." you ran your hand through his hair. "I'm sorry for making you change yourself..."

San shook his head, lying beside you on the bed. "It's not your fault. I was fifteen and stupid, Y/N. Besides, I'm used to being like this now." You bit your lip, not knowing what to say. "Y/N, I hated seeing you with Yonghee. I know you guys aren't dating, but the thought of you with him or with anyone else... I really hate it," he looked like he wanted to say something, but he was hesitating a lot. You cupped his cheek, giving him an encouraging smile.

San took a deep breath. "Um, Y/N, do you... feel the same way about me?" You immediately kissed him as an answer, making him blush and sigh in relief.

"Well, my dare is complete," you murmured, fingers running over the hickey you had given him. You leaned in, placing a soft kiss on it. "How about we continue from where we left off?" you whispered in his ear.

San smirked, pulling you close to his body by your waist. "Mhmm, I'd like that."

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Masterlist

*All works will be afab reader with gender neutral language unless stated otherwise. Please tell me if I accidentally specify fem reader

🌧 = smut

☁ = fluff

🌩 = angst

*R. rec means reader receiving

Chan

Kinktober Day 3 🌧 (dom! chan, guided masturbation, mention of a vibrator)

Eating out 🌧 (pretending to be sick, inappropriate public touching, grinding, oral (r. rec), orgasm denial)

Three's a Party ☁🌧🌩 (chanlix x reader, mentions of food, threesome, felix wears a skirt, daddy kink, protected sex, unprotected sex, size kink, strength kink, hand kink, praise kink, creampie, polyamory negotiations)

Ready 🌩☁ (non-graphic death, violence, injuries)

Minho

Kinktober Day 12 🌧 (grinding, dry humping)

Kinktober Day 26 🌧 (vaginal sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, choking, biting)

Dreams Come True ☁🌧 (friends to lovers, minho details a wet dream, kinda breeding kink)

Changbin

Kinktober Day 7 🌧 (childhood best friends, thigh riding, somnophilia for 1 sec)

Valentine's Drabble 🌧☁ (nipple play m.rec, one instance of spitting, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink)

Hyunjin

Kinktober Day 23 🌧 (oral m. rec, exhibitionism + voyeurism)

Find me in the Back Room 🌧 (few instances of ‘slut’, daddy kink, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, fingering, vaginal sex, protected sex)

Insatiable 🌧 (overstimulation, praise, mentions of cumming inside and multiple orgasms)

Jisung

Kinktober Day 2 🌧 (somnophilia, oral m. rec, face fucking)

Domestic morning with Jisung ☁ (mentions of food, double whipped)

Felix

Kinktober Day 6 🌧 (fingering r. rec, bit of audophilia)

Be My Good Kitten 🌧☁ (sub! felix, pet play, choking, thigh riding, praise kink, kink discovery, established relationship)

Three's a Party 🌧☁🌩 (chanlix x reader, mentions of food, threesome, felix wears a skirt, daddy kink, protected sex, unprotected sex, size kink, strength kink, hand kink, praise kink, creampie, polyamory negotiations)

Seungmin

Kinktober Day 5 🌧 (teasing)

Kinktober Day 28 🌧 (fingering, dom! seungmin, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, riding)

Cockwarming 🌧 (request, dom seungmin, dry humping, cockwarming, sir kink, tease seungmin)

Jeongin

Kinktober Day 1 🌧 (voyeurism + exhibitionism, masturbation m.)

Kinktober Day 31 🌧 (sequel to day 1, oral r. rec, orgasm denial, dom! jeongin)

Other Groups

LOONA: Chuu/Kim Jiwoo

Fire Starting in my Heart ☁ 🌩 (Hamartia Collab, Demigod! Chuu x Atlantian! Reader, mild violence, mildly graphic descriptions of injuries and burns, heavy use of weapons, low self-esteem, heavy self-deprecation near the end)

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Clumsy Coffee

Not requested

Clumsy Barista Yoohyeon x fem!reader

word count 2,146

A/N: My goal is to have at least one scenario for each member of Deukae since Gah has one and Sua has 3. If you have any ideas or requests let me know. My requests are still open so it doesn’t have to be Dreamcatcher. Enjoy <3

GIF from 7nsomnia

The bell above the entrance chimes as you cross the threshold for your daily visit. The tantalizing aroma of coffee beans mixed with the sweetness of cakes and pastries in the air feels like home as you make your way to the small line to the cash register. As you look around everything is as it has been on the daily. The many seating options around the small shop that are surprisingly well spaced considering the room provided.

Then you look to the front to see your favorite barista Choi Yerim at the front making drinks while your classmate Gahyeon takes orders. The person up front moves out of line to wait for their order, now there are only 2 people ahead of you.

“Coming through!”

You hear it loud and clear and then your best friend Kim Jiwoo comes bursting through the kitchen doors with a tray of hot cookies in one hand, and a bundt cake in the other. It was funny how you and Jiwoo met at this very café. She had baked the best strawberry strudel you’d ever tasted in your life. When you asked who made it she came out of the kitchen, with maybe the cutest smile you’ve ever seen to this day, and told you to call her Chuu. After that day you became a regular and have been coming here for a year and a half everyday like clockwork. You always ordered something whether you were there to study or just to keep the staff company.

Honestly, you knew everyone that worked there and they all knew you and your usual order. You would come in and order your favorite coffee, unless you were in the mood for something different, and then cycled through one of Jiwoo’s many delicious desserts.

It was now your turn and Gahyeon visibly lights up like the human lightbulb she is. She’s typing in half of your order before your even situated in front of the register.

“Hey Y/N! What’s the pastry of the day?” Her energy puts you in an amazing mood and you glance over at the case and make your decision.

“I’ll go with a cinnamon roll today. They look extra good for some reason.”

You both startle as you hear a dramatic gasp come from the right of Gahyeon. Of course, it was Chuu being extra about your statement.

“For some reason?! Did you forget where you are? Did you forget who made it? How dare you Y/N I thought we were friends!” She clutches her imaginary pearls and looks on at you with mock offense.

Neither you nor Gahyeon can quite tear your eyes away from the dramatic display that just went on before your eyes. She blindly hands you your receipt, unable to get rid of the slightly confused expression brought on by Chuu.

“Sorry?” You just shrug at your friend and shoot Gahyeon a smile before you move to the side to greet Yerim and wait for your order.

“Aye sunshine, how’s it going today?” Yerim glances up at you and smiles before refocusing her gaze on the coffee she’s making.

“Hey Y/N. You know, just another day. We’re pretty slow actually which is good and bad. I hope that means we’ll be slow tomorrow so the poor thing isn’t overwhelmed.” She says the last part in a mumble, like she was talking to herself.

“Who? What’s going on tomorrow?” She seems alarmed at your inquiry before she understands that you heard her.

“Oh! I guess you should know in advance as a regular. We have a new hire and she starts training tomorrow. I’ll be off so Minji will be training her in my place.”

“Ah, well at least it’s Minji. She has a lot of patience and a lot of skill, I’m sure she’ll be fine. Plus you know me I’ll be nice to her.”

Yerim smiles up at you as she’s putting the finishing touches on your coffee and puts your heated cinnamon roll on plate to hand to you.

“It’s not you I’m worried about. It’s the other customers, and Bora’s helping Chuu in the kitchen tomorrow so she’ll likely be hazed.”

The two of you laugh together at the thought of how Bora will see the new girl as fresh meat. You make your way to your favorite window seat and eat quietly while you people watch. --------

You wake up the next morning with a weird feeling that something interesting is going to happen today. You get to the coffee shop at 10:00am sharp as usual. You smell the same smells as always but the sight is a little different. Gahyeon is still at her cashier position from yesterday, but over by the coffee machine Yerim is nowhere to be found. In her place is another one of the best baristas that work here, Minji. It’s the girl right next to her that draws your attention. She’s cute. She’s a little taller than Minji but not by much and she looks nervous, like she could bolt any second. This must be the new girl, you look to her name tag out of curiosity. Yoohyeon, it states bolded in black letters on the silver plated name tag. Her hair is long and brown with blonde streaks in it and you can’t help but think about how well it suits her.

Really, you can’t tell how long you were spaced before Gahyeon squeals your name like she doesn’t see you at this same time every day. You play off your staring at Yoohyeon by moving your eyes to the pastry case as you approach.

“Hey Gah, hit me with a blueberry danish today.” You look up from the case and smile at her.

“Good choice! They just came out of the oven and Chuu won’t stop bragging about how they taste.” The sound of the kitchen doors makes you laugh since you know it’s your best friend.

“You ordered the blueberry, right? It’s so good Y/N if you don’t love it I’m breaking up with you as my best friend.” When she hears your laughter she puts on a fake pout.

“Kim Jiwoo, you couldn’t survive one day without me.”

She opens and closes her mouth like a fish out of water before she huffs and stalks back into the kitchen. All you can really do is just shake your head at her antics. You hand Gahyeon a twenty you tell her to keep the change with a smile and she shows her appreciation with a mega watt smile of her own. This time, when you stand in front of the barista station, Minji is the one to greet you brightly.

“Hey Y/N! I’m having our newbie make your coffee today if that’s alright. Kim Yoohyeon, meet our favorite regular Y/N. Y/N meet Yoohyeon.” Yoohyeon looks startled at the introduction as her eyes alight with recognition like she knows you.

“Ah, hello. It’s nice to meet you Jiwoo and Gahyeon told me a lot about you.” She bows a full ninety degrees as she greets you.

“Oh yeah, Yerim did say someone new was starting today. How’s it going so far?”

You watch as Minji and Yoohyeon glance at one another before Yoohyeon lets out a nervous giggle.

“Well... it is her first day so it could really be worse.” Minji says while lightly scratching her cheek.

“But don’t worry I’ll make your order perfect!”

Your laugh is light as you nod, then make your way to your usual window seat to wait. You trust that it may take her a while.

While your walking away Yoohyeon looks to Minji with wide eyes.

“You guys didn’t tell me that she’s so cute.” It comes out in a whisper for fear that you might hear her.

“Well she is? Sorry, we didn’t really think about it. Here, this is how she likes it. Then when we finish how about you go take it to her.”

Yoohyeon’s eyes almost pop out of her head but she tries to focus in on the task at hand. When the coffee is finished Gahyeon approaches her with a blueberry danish.

“Here, this is with Y/N’s order. Just a heads up she likes all of her desserts heated except for cakes.”

“O-Oh okay.”

Gahyeon notices the nervous glances Yoohyeon shoots your way and can’t help the smirk tugging at her lips.

“She’s cute, right?” Gahyeon bursts with laughter at the horrified look on Yoohyeon’s face.

“Calm down Yooh, she’s really sweet. I promise she doesn’t bite.”

Yoohyeon calms slightly at the pat that Gahyeon, then Minji land on her back. She takes a deep breath and grabs your coffee and your danish; before she knows it her legs are walking in your direction. Everything goes well until someones’ discarded receipt on the floor suddenly becomes the bane of her existence.

It happens so fast no one can really register it. No one but you apparently; since you jump from your seat and catch her awkwardly under the arms before your own quickly move to lock around her waist. Your coffee and danish lay on the floor, while Yoohyeon’s whole body leans forward against you. That’s when you both realize that she’s only really standing because of the tight hold you have on her. You’re a bit caught off guard because you didn’t even see how she fell, you just acted but now your closeness is starting to sink in.

“Are you alright?” Your voice is soft against her ear and sends a shiver through her body that you can feel.

You pull away and hold her at arms length checking her over to see if she’s hurt, mistaking the shiver for pain. You’re so focused on checking her for wounds, that you miss the deep red her ears turn. When you meet her eyes you see that she’s chewing on her lip nervously and she’s gone a bit red.

“Hey, it’s okay. Things like this happen on the first day. Don’t stress about it, okay?”

Your smile is just as warm as your words, maybe warmer. When you let her go completely, she bows to you again and apologizes like there is no tomorrow. Then she scurries away back to the barista counter and slams her head on the clean space next to Minji. Gahyeon makes her way over to the mess to clean it up for her and Minji just pats her on the back. Chuu and Bora have their heads peaked through the kitchen door, having seen everything but the fall itself.

“I bet she thinks I’m a loser now.”

“Maybe not, she looks worried over there.”

Yoohyeon lifts her head up and locks eyes with you. She watches you sigh in relief and smile at her before you return to helping Gahyeon clean up her mess.

“Wait, she’s a customer I should be doing that.” Minji just chuckles at her.

“Told you she was sweet. Maybe you should ask her out.”

“No way, after that display she’d probably laugh in my face.”

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Every day after that day you return as usual to find Yoohyeon scrambling around. Every day she either drops something, trips, or almost fumbles somebody’s order, but it only worsens when you arrive. Without knowing it or meaning to you make her so nervous she could pass out. She thinks that you might look down on her for being so clumsy; but every day you see her, you like her a little more.

You have been working up the nerve to confess, until one day you just stay until she clocks out.

“Hey, Yoohyeon. Come sit. I want to talk to you about something.”

Yoohyeon looks at you like a deer caught in headlights but shuffles over and takes a seat anyway. The two of you look at each other for a while before you open your mouth to speak. However, before you even utter a word the most relieving sentence spills from her mouth.

“I like you!” She says it so quick that you almost miss it, and it surprises her so much that she covers her mouth with both hands. Her eyes are wide like they always are when she surprises herself.

Yoohyeon looks on at you and relaxes a little when a genuine smile spreads across your face.

“Me too. I like you too, Yoohyeon. Do you want to grab dinner with me tonight?”

Another mortified expression.

“Oh! Well I look like a mess right now I’d need time to go home to shower and change and I-” She stops speaking abruptly when you grab her hand off the table and hold it gently.

“Yoohyeon. It’s 2pm. I was thinking of having dinner more around 6:30. Is that enough time?” Your thumb strokes warm soothing patterns into her soft skin as you speak.

She looks down at your hands with a blush and a smile, then looks back up to meet your eyes and nods. You take note of the cute dimple that appears when she directs her smile at you; and you think that maybe you’ve finally found a prettier smile than your best friend’s.

“It’s a date then.” You tilt your head a little and grin.

“A date.”

#Girl group scenarios #girl group fluff #Dreamcatcher scenarios #Dreamcatcher fluff #Yoohyeon scenarios #Yoohyeon fluff #MooStarOnce

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constantlybeingbiaswrecked · 3 years

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Teach Her✅

Chapter 5 — walking out of the runway

pairing: Na Jaemin x fem!reader, MarkHyuck, ChenJi, NoRen

warnings: slight cursing

(Jaemin's POV starting from the 8-10th pic)

They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away, but what if the doctor chooses to stay?

summary: Kim Jiwoo isn't really bitter about relationships, she just can't find the time to think about a man with her current job, or at least she thought so. What happens when a school meeting has her chasing an incredibly attractive elementary school teacher.

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wannawrite · 7 years

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Colourless [ pt.1 ]

Wanna One's Park Woojin X Reader [ fem ver ] part one / ? fluff, angst Word count: 2069

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produce 101 masterlist • soulmate! AU • you live in a colourless world and you will until you meet your soulmate, they're supposed to brighten up your life • one day, you can finally see in colour but....he can't the first instalment of the Woojin short fic series 😊 I actually love soulmate AU it makes my heart go haywire lmao rip Actually pretty familiar with this concept, I've written it before for another artist. Not sure how long this one will drag on.....lowkey scared 😬 thaaaank you for requesting this anon, who knows, it might become a series AU for everyone - Admin L

The cola in your mouth nearly went flying out when you heard what your best friend, Jiwoo, had said. Your eyes went cartoon wide and you asked her to repeat what she mentioned. Jiwoo propped her elbows on the wooden picnic table you and your friends sat at for lunch, she rested her head in her hands. A bunch of snickers emitted from the rest of your knowledgeable best friends, causing you to burn bright red. "Ahh, look at her, blushing just at the mention of his name," Jiwoo teased playfully. She truly meant no harm. You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest. "You guys don't know what it feels like to be suffering like this. All I see are different tones of grey. I trust you guys to choose my outfits for school in the morning." Elkie laced her hand with yours and smiled sympathetically, "We know. We know." Your world was colourless. Literally. You couldn't differentiate colours at all, having no clue what they even looked like. Of course, your friends tried their best to describe the blueness of the sky or the shades of green of the grass as best as they could but it would never be the same as viewing the pigments with your own eyes. All you saw was greys, whites, blacks in varying tones but you couldn't be sure what they represented either. The world from your perspective was bleak, cold and dreary no matter how strong the sun's warm shone on you or how large the flowers bloomed in Spring. You just couldn't see it. And it was all their fault. You had no clue who or where your soulmate was but your line of patience was running extremely thin. Perhaps they don't study at Brand New High School.....the possibilities are endless! This is the universe, anything could happen. That was the mantra that played in your head every single day to remind yourself not to lose hope of finding your soulmate. It was a painful process. Waking up, reminding yourself there was a reason to go put yourself out there, admire your best friends being lovey-dovey with their lovers and then return to your dorm and bawl your eyes out. What was worse that you couldn't place a finger on a face or even the slightest clue of who they might be. This only added to the guilt that chewed on you.

The fact you had once fallen in love with someone else. You see, it started with this boy. The boy who was the same age as you, who studied in the same school, who came from the same province as you, and also the boy who left you. His name was Park Woojin. Woojin was a nice boy, there was no denying that. So, what could he have done to rip your heart out? Well, ever since Freshman year, you had an unholy obsession with the talented dancer, just like all the other newcomers in Brand New High School. He was attractive, well-mannered and most definitely a man of many charms. You were fascinated by him. You felt some unexplained attraction towards him and for a while, you had it wrapped around your head that he was your soulmate. It clicked, it had to. However, the closer you got to him, the less and less likely it seemed. You attempted to sit next to him in class once but was caught and scolded by your teacher. It was humiliating. You scuttled back to your seat in shame. If he was my soulmate, he would feel the pull too. Why isn't he encouraging any of the attempts I'm making? You were angered, to say the least. The two of you seemed to be magnets, the closer you got with the identical ends, the more you repel. You were hurt, confused and upset. Some days, you wondered if you were meant to be single forever and those thoughts only escalated when your friends began finding their eternal lovers. In Sophomore year, you tried a different approach. The tons of confessional comments and questions that were left unanswered on Woojin's old dance blog were all from you. Looking back, you had to admit it was mildly creepy especially since you commented anonymously and Woojin didn't know you personally. Eventually, he replied. His reply left you, and half of the population on campus with their mouths hanging open. anon woojin, I love you so much. I think we're soulmates pxrkw00jin hi, can you please stop leaving such comments? it's making my girlfriend and me uncomfortable. appreciate it if you would just stop There and then, you felt your paper heart tear. Woojin was dating a fellow Sophomore, her name was Naomi. You didn't like her yet you didn't particularly despise her either, kind of bittersweet. She did seem to be a nice person though. Ignoring your friends and their worries, you spent the beginning of your Junior year admiring Woojin from afar. You kept glancing his way or went as far as to wait near the dance studios, claiming you were waiting for a friend. It wasn't like you were stalking them or anything, Naomi's dorm was in the same block as yours. Sometimes you would see Woojin waiting for her outside before walking her to class or something and you replayed those scenes in your head, but you were the person he was waiting for. In your heart, it made sense but in your head, you knew better. You left your secret admirer tendencies and focused more on school, carrying on with your mundane, colourless life. You had everything you ever wanted, why were you thirsting over someone else who wasn't meant for you? ( life advice from yours truly™ ) It was clear that Naomi and Woojin were soulmates. They were happy and so be it. You were done with him. Oh, just how wrong you were. In the midst of Junior year, a huge scandal broke out across campus. One night, Naomi had packed her things and run away from her dorm, leaving a note for her friends. And her boyfriend. It spread like a virus across the school. Park Woojin and Kim Naomi were over with just a note. Naomi was no longer a student at Brand New High School, she had transferred to an overseas institution but never told anyone. Endless rumours were sprouted and there was no end to the gossip. It came as a huge shock, no one could comprehend the issue and honestly, neither could you. They seemed like the perfect couple, maybe too perfect. Just after the majority of the campus recovered from Naomi's departure, Park Woojin packed his bags and left school too. The whole student body was going to combust as student after student formed theories. A part of you broke that day, you were crestfallen but tried to hide it for your sake and for everyone else. That was why Jiwoo's announcement came as a huge thunderbolt. Park Woojin was returning to Brand New High School.

The first time you caught a glimpse of him, you did a double take. Your eyes felt like they were tricking you, your brain playing you into imagining Woojin wandering around campus like good old days. You couldn't tell what colour his clothes or hair were but he seemed to emit joy, happiness surrounded him as he bounded across campus. Another Senior, Kim Donghyun walked with him. The two friends grinned as they talked through their night walk. You had just exited the media centre after staying back to work on a project. You sacrificed your dinner for your grades and your stomach grumbled in protest. It isn't that big of a deal....... ( it is ! you guys must remember to eat and rest properly ! okay? ) I can grab something from the Chinese takeaway place on the way back to the dorms. You realised that Donghyun and Woojin were travelling in the same direction as you, you felt your heart rate speed up. The clutch on your books tightened. Breathe, Y/N, breathe. It's fine. It's all good. Ex crushes are a thing, right? You kept your head down as you shuffled along the path to your dinner, half wishing that Woojin would walk away so you could rein in your feelings that you tried so hard to suppress over four years. You reached for the metal handle the same time as someone else and ended up brushing fingers with them. Hope leapt in your chest. "Oh! I'm sorry!" An apologetic voice said and you looked up to face its owner. Kim Donghyun. Disappointment filled you, there was no way he could be your soulmate, he had already found his other half. You shot him a half-hearted smile. "It's okay." Woojin clicked his tongue and chuckled. "Hyung, you're meant to be the nation's boyfriend. Hold the door for us," he joked and playfully smacked Donghyun's back. Donghyun snickered but pulled the door open and gestured for the both of you to go ahead. You blushed and thanked him. "Hi, I'm new here. My name is Woojin," he introduced, smiling shyly and stuffing his hands in his pockets. He gazed up at the menu that was scribbled on the blackboards. "Have you eaten here before? What do you usually get?" His gaze locked with your own for a few seconds and you felt butterflies roar to life in your stomach. "Oh! My apologies, I didn't get your name." Woojin ran a hand through his thick hair. You placed a hand over your mouth to stifle your giggles. It appeared that Woojin had not changed since his school hiatus, he was still his shy self. "It's okay. I'm Y/N. And I could recommend you a few things....." You tapped your finger to your lip unconsciously, a trait you did when you were deep in thought. Woojin's heart did multiple flips and he didn't know why. His face went scarlet and he was glad when Donghyun stood between the two of you. His hyung started a conversation with you, allowing him to recompose himself. He fanned his face. What's wrong with me? I-I'm going crazy. Nothing's the same since Naomi. I-I......cannot develop feelings for someone. Woojin didn't know what to think.

You ended up grabbing dinner with the two boys instead of just by yourself. Donghyun was definitely the more chatty of the two, he talked non-stop and captured your fullest attention. He was a nice person to have as a friend. Meanwhile, Woojin forked at his noodles and tried to utter a couple of words but he was very lost in his own bubble. Ever since Naomi broke up with him, he was never the same. Though they weren't soulmates, he was in love with her even though they both knew it wasn't healthy. Naomi's soulmate had passed on when he was very young and thus, she never got to meet him and never will. How did she know? Because she saw colours despite not having a significant other. A part of Woojin was jealous of that. At that time, Woojin could not really care less about anything else. He felt like he was in her world when he was with her. He felt complete. Why did she suddenly run away? Nothing added up. Woojin didn't want to have his heart broken again, he strayed away from the world and attended homeschool. Only his closest friends knew what had happened. He was manipulated and tricked into thinking Naomi was his soulmate despite the specific genetic opposing to it. His heart had been taken. Woojin was now afraid of falling in love, he was reluctant to discover who his true love was. A part of him was ashamed that he had fallen in love with someone else other than them. It was sure to sting. So now, when he felt a hurricane of emotions stirring within him when he met you, he wasn't sure what he should do. Fear jabbed at his sides. Woojin wanted to know the truth yet he didn't want to hurt anyone else. It was impossible. He hid his hands away, if there was no contact with skin, you would never know. He didn't want to know. No one had to know. Woojin wanted friends, not a lover. It couldn't be. He couldn't be catching feelings. Not now. Not ever.

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ATEEZ Yeosang Imagine: When he's secretly dating you and his friends bully you.

Genre: Angst, fluff, high school au.

Pairing: badboy!Yeosang x fem!reader

Words: 4k

Warnings: Bullying, profanities.

You didn't flinch when you felt a crumpled paper hit the back of your head—you were so used to it now. You could hear familiar laughter while another paper was thrown, and it landed right on top of your desk. You slowly straightened it out, unsurprised to find the same words you were called pretty much everyday—bitch, dweeb, nerd, prude. You put the paper in the pocket of your uniform's skirt, mentally reminding yourself to throw it away later.

"Hey, you nerd!" you heard Jung Wooyoung yell from across the classroom, but you ignored him. He was part of Ateez—a so-called group of eight bad boys who were absolutely nothing but trouble. They were always picking on someone, so most students here were scared of them. You became their victim about three months ago when you accidentally bumped into Song Mingi while you were rushing to class; he thought you were the perfect target, and all his friends joined in on bullying you.

While you were lost in your thoughts, Jung Wooyoung slammed his fist on your wooden desk, making you flinch at the sudden loud sound. "How dare you fucking ignore me, you stupid bitch?!" Your classmates quietly watched the scene, not daring to open their mouths and stand up for you; they knew that they would be next on the target-list if they even uttered a word. You only had two friends at school and both of them didn't share any common classes with you, except mathematics.

You would've stood up for yourself and slapped Jung Wooyoung across his face, but unfortunately for you, he happened to be your boyfriend's childhood and closest friend. You knew how much your boyfriend, Kang Yeosang, loved and cherished Wooyoung and the other six boys, so you never fought back whenever any of them bullied you. They didn't even know that you were dating Yeosang for almost six months now.

Yeosang always laughed with them while you got bullied, but at the end of the day, he would check up on you, pulling you into his arms and kissing you gently while he mumbled an apology.

Wooyoung was going to yell at you again, but your teacher arrived, saving you. He glared at you before he quietly returned to his seat; you knew he would come after you again once class ended.

And you were right.

"Stop right there," Wooyoung said, harshly grabbing you by your arm, and pushing you against the student lockers; you winced in pain. Mingi was right behind him, smirking at the situation.

"What did she do now, Woo?" San asked, walking towards the three of you, Seonghwa and Yeosang trailing behind him. Yeosang gave you a questioning look, but you only shook your head slowly. Only Seonghwa noticed the small exchange between you and Yeosang, but he didn't say anything.

Wooyoung snorts. "This little prude here ignored me in class. Shouldn't we teach her a less—"

"Listen, I'm fucking starving right now," Yeosang said in an annoyed tone, interrupting Wooyoung. "Can we please go eat?"

"But—"

"Same," Seonghwa said. "Let's not waste our lunch break. We can deal with her later."

"Fine," Wooyoung scoffs. "This isn't over yet, bitch," he mumbled lowly to you before following the rest of the boys to the cafeteria.

You took a deep breath, resting your head against the locker. You really wished Yeosang would just tell them you were his girlfriend; it would make everything so much easier. You wondered why he still hasn't told them when you've both been dating for nearly half a year. You couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with you. Was he embarrassed to be with you because you weren't the rebellious type like him and his friends? Or was it something else?

You sigh, scrunching your eyes closed while your head slightly pounded at your temples. The whole situation was seriously messing with your head. You see both your friends—Heejin and Jiwoo— making their way towards you, looking at you with worried eyes. They knew you were dating Yeosang and weren't really supportive of it.

"What's wrong?" Heejin asked.

"Headache," you replied.

She nods, taking your hand in hers. "You need to eat, Y/N." She dragged you to the cafeteria while Jiwoo happily told you both about a guy she was starting to like.

Once the three of you got to the cafeteria and bought your respective food, you sat at your usual table which was at the end of the cafeteria.

You could hear familiar laughter and you didn't even have to look at them to know who they were.

Ateez sat at their usual table which was right in the middle of the cafeteria, grabbing nearly everyone's attention. Of course, most people didn't look at them; they didn't want accidental eye-contact resulting in their life getting miserable every day.

A chorus of 'ohhs' were heard, and everyone glanced at Ateez curiously. However, the moment you looked up from your food, your stomach dropped.

Your heart ached at the sight of a girl—the most popular girl in your school— sitting on Yeosang's lap while he looked up at her with a smirk; the same smirk he always gave you whenever he teased you.

"Well, it's about time," you heard a guy seated at the table behind you say. "Kim Shinah has been trying to date him ever since the year started." You knew this, of course. Everyone at your school did. However, Yeosang told you he had absolutely no interest in her and found her quite annoying, so you were quite confused as to why he was letting her sit on his lap, let alone come close to him.

You glanced down at your food, not feeling like eating anymore. Your friends gave you a worried look.

Heejin sighed. "Y/N . . . "

You shook your head. "It's fine," you lied, smiling slightly. "I lost my appetite." You got up from your seat and disposed your food tray before you headed to your next class.

×××

You barely texted Yeosang for the next two weeks and you didn't meet him after school on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays like you usually did; you told him that you were busy studying for the upcoming exams in two weeks. You didn't eat at the cafeteria because Kim Shinah was always busy flirting with Yeosang there; it was too much for you to watch.

Yeosang noticed something was off today when he realised that you haven't replied to his texts in three whole days. He secretly tried to approach you in school, but unfortunately for him, he couldn't find the right opportunity as one of his friends was always there. He felt quite sad that you weren't even glancing at him.

After school ended, you sat on a bench right beside your school's outdoor basketball court, scrolling through your social media while waiting for Jiwoo and Heejin so you all could take a bus home together.

"Oh, look! It's the dweeb!" you heard Song Mingi say. You could see the rest of Ateez through your peripheral vision. You ignore them, keeping your eyes on your phone.

"Your skirt is pretty short for a prude," San said, pointing at your uniform skirt that had moved up your thighs a little.

"Virgins are really so desperate," Hongjoong remarked, and the others agreed. You wanted to laugh and tell them how one of their own friends took your virginity away not too long ago. On the other hand, Yeosang was pissed off with his friends' behavior, but he didn't show it. He acted like nothing was affecting him.

"But it would be so nice to fuck her," Mingi chuckled.

Jongho and Yunho nod. "Imagine how tight this little virgin—"

You had enough now.

You snorted, shocking them because of your 'bold' move. You locked your phone and put it in your pocket before you got up from the bench, looking straight at your boyfriend.

"Your friends are talking about fucking me," you said to Yeosang in a nonchalant tone. "Are you not going to say anything? Not even now?"

Wooyoung scoffed. "Why the fuck are you talking to him, bitch?"

Yeosang only stared back at you, unsure of what to say. He wanted to defend you so badly, but at the same time, he couldn't. At least not in front of his friends.

"I see," you chuckled at his silence. "Let's just . . . " you felt your heart ache. "Let's break up, Yeosang."

Yeosang's eyes widened, feeling his heart shatter into a million pieces. He never thought you would ever break up with him. Seonghwa didn't seem surprised, and the other six boys were shocked.

Yunho turned to Yeosang. "What the fuck is she saying, Yeo—"

Yeosang took a step towards you. "Babe . . . you seriously cannot be breaking up with me for this," Yeosang said, clearly hurt. One of the boys gasped, not expecting this to actually be true; who would've thought the bad boy would choose a goody-two-shoes.

"If you think this is the only reason, you're wrong," you deadpanned. "It's been six months since we started dating, Yeosang. Do you think I'm not tired of you ignoring me in front of everyone? You cancel our plans whenever you have to be with your friends. You laugh along with them whenever they're fucking harassing me, your girlfriend. Your friends have been bullying me for three months now and you wouldn't even say shit. Instead, you join in." You didn't care that the seven boys were listening to this. You didn't care that at this point, tears were streaming down your face. "You even let Kim Shinah sit on your lap and you've been fucking flirting with her right in front of me. You told me you had no interest in her. Who knows what the fuck you do behind my back!" Heejin and Jiwoo had just arrived, standing beside you. Yeosang had a pained expression on his face as he took in everything you just said.

"I really can't do this anymore," you stated, wiping away your tears with the back of your hand. "It's over, Yeosang." you give him a small smile before you walked away. Jiwoo followed you while Heejin gave Yeosang a disgusted look.

"You're an asshole, Kang Yeosang. I can't believe she actually loved you," Heejin said before she ran to catch up with you and Jiwoo.

Yeosang stared straight ahead of him, hands clenching into fists. He was so upset with himself. "I fucked up so bad. I love her so much. I really fucked up big time."

"Hyung . . . you're crying," Jongho murmured. Yeosang didn't even realize that. He lets out a broken chuckle while wiping his tears. He left without saying a word to anyone, wanting nothing more than to be alone.

"I knew this would happen," Seonghwa muttered while watching Yeosang walk away, but the boys heard him.

"You knew about this?" Wooyoung asked.

"No, but I kinda figured out recently that there was something going on between them," Seonghwa replied. "I don't know about you guys, but it was really obvious to me that Yeosang liked her. We should go apologize."

×××

You were at your school's library, studying for the exams scheduled for next week. Yeosang didn't go after you or contact you after you broke up with him. In fact, Yeosang hadn't even come to school after that, which was a week ago. His friends didn't bully you anymore and they all apologized for everything. You accepted their apology after they promised to never bully you or anyone else again.

You were just about to leave the library to go home, but someone stopped you. "Y/N, can we talk?" You nodded and followed him outside, waiting for him to speak.

"What is it, Seonghwa?" you asked anxiously when he wasn't saying anything. His silence was making you feel uneasy.

Seonghwa sighs sadly. "Yeosang . . . "

Your heart ached at the mention of his name. "What about him?" you whispered, looking away.

"It's hard to explain," Seonghwa said. "It's better if you see him instead."

"I-I can't, Seonghwa."

"Please, Y/N," he begged. "I know he fucked up, but you really need to see him right now."

You thought about it for a minute before you agreed. Seonghwa drove you to Yeosang's new apartment that he rented out two months ago after his parents kicked him out.

Seonghwa dropped you off at the entrance of the apartment complex before driving off.

You sighed as you made your way to Yeosang's apartment. You rang his doorbell, but no one answered. You rang it twice again, but there was still no response. You bit your lip, contemplating whether you should enter his passcode—the one he had before you broke up. "Fuck it," you muttered after waiting for another minute. You entered the passcode which happened to be your date of birth; you were surprised he didn't change it yet.

You went inside, wondering why his curtains weren't drawn at this time. The room was dim and there were empty Soju bottles scattered on the floor.

Your heart sank at the sight of Yeosang asleep on the floor, curled up into a fetal position. He was wearing the grey hoodie you had gotten him for his birthday.

You kneeled down beside him, running your hand through his messy brown hair. You noticed the dark circles under his eyes and he lost some weight. "What have you done to yourself . . . " you whispered. You went to his room and got a blanket. You placed it over his body and put a pillow under his head before you headed to his kitchen to make dinner with whatever ingredients you could find.

Yeosang woke up an hour later, confused because of the delicious smell of food. "Seonghwa hyung . . . ?" he called out, his voice deep as he just woke up. When he got no reply, he forced himself to stand up, making his way to the kitchen.

Yeosang rubbed his eyes sleepily. "Hyung, how did you get into my apartment? I don't think I've ever told you the pass— Y/N . . . ?"

"I made dinner," you said while putting some rice in a bowl. Yeosang stood there with a dumbfounded expression, wondering if he was still too sleepy. "Go freshen up," you said. He nodded slowly after realizing you were really here before going to the bathroom.

When he came back, he sat down with you at the dining table. "Y/N, I—"

"Eat first," you interrupted him. "We'll talk after this." He nodded obediently, immediately taking a bite of his food. He finished the entire thing in less than five minutes. "When was the last time you had a proper meal?" you asked.

"Last week," he answered. "Seonghwa hyung tried to make something for me, but I couldn't eat . . . so he forced me." He hesitantly reached out to cup your cheek, stroking your skin gently.

"What are you doing . . . ?" you murmured, involuntarily leaning into his touch that you missed so much.

"Just making sure you're really here and I'm not dreaming," he said before his eyes started watering. "Y/N, I . . . I'm so sorry." Your head told you not to forgive him, but your heart disagreed.

You stood up from the chair and went to his side, pulling him into a hug while he cried. "It's fine, Yeosang."

"It's not," he sobbed. "It's not fine and you know it. I said— I promised I wouldn't let anyone hurt you and would protect you from everyone. I promised I would never be the reason behind your tears. And look at what I did! God, I fucking hate myself for hurting you." Your heart hurt at the way he cried. You ran your fingers through his soft hair, trying to calm him down. "I'm so sorry, Y/N. I want to ask you for another chance, but I know I don't deserve it," he whispered. "I failed to be a good boyfriend. I failed to be the man you could trust, and I failed to be the man you could l-love and—"

You brought his lips to yours, cutting him off. "I love you, Kang Yeosang. I'm in love with you. I have been for quite sometime now. Yes, you fucked up and I shouldn't be here, but I just can't let you go . . . I really love you, Yeosang. I want to give you another chance." He wiped your tears that began to fall.

"I don't deserve you, Y/N," he said with a sad smile. "But thank you for giving me another chance and for loving me . . . I swear I won't fuck up this time."

You kissed the birthmark beside his eye. "I know you won't . . . But I want an explanation."

He nodded. "There's nothing much to say, I was a fucking asshole. My friends always kept saying that I'm the innocent one, so I bullied people along with them to prove that I'm not what they think I am . . . and then I just got into it. I swear I wanted to beat them up for hurting you and saying all those awful things, but I just couldn't. I wasn't able to speak up even if I really wanted to . . . As for Kim Shinah, they told me to flirt back just to see her reaction. I swear I don't have any feelings for her or anyone else who isn't you." You listened to every word he said, contemplating on what to do. "You really don't have to forgive me, Y/N, after I put you through so much shit. I'll accept whatever decision you make, even if," he took a deep breath. "Even if you say you never want to see me again. I know I'm a bad person."

You shook your head, running your hands through his hair. "Everyone deserves another chance if they're willing to change, Yeosang. We all make mistakes, some forgivable and some unforgivable. But to me, what's important is how you deal with it afterwards. You're not a bad person, Yeosang. Yeah, you got carried away with all that, but that doesn't make you a bad person overall."

Tears rolled down his cheeks as he stood up from the chair, pulling you into a tight hug. "Thank you, baby. I swear I'll change. I fucking swear I'll become so much better that you'll be so proud to call me yours."

You cupped his cheek, wiping away his tears. "I'm already proud of you now," you say with a grin.

Yeosang leaned in, crashing his lips onto yours. "I love you, Y/N," he said in between kisses. "So much." You smiled against his lips, pulling away.

"I love you more, Kang Yeosang," you said before wrapping your arms around his neck, happily bringing his lips back to yours.

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