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younghosfavewhore · 3 years

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mine forever . 1:27am

part 1 [a] / part 2 [s]

wc; 1.5k

plot; nctjohnny!boyfriend x femreader!girlfriend

the members of nct have been stirred up in dating rumors and scandals for the past month. when pictures of johnny meeting with a childhood friend begin to float around, you must remind johhny that he’s yours. forever.

prompts; [a]6 “She was nothing to you, was she? Then prove it.” [a]20 “People talk- people will always talk...”

warnings; (mentions of TAEYONG’s injury) fluff?!, jealous reader, angsty!!!

My eyes skim over the articles. I can’t believe what I’m seeing. The headlines seemed to drag on forever, “Johnny Suh; NCT’s 5th member involved in Dating Scandal”. Another read, “NCT Johnny Caught with Foreigner; Photos Below”

photos?

I couldn’t resist clicking the link that my cursor hovered over. The full article was now displayed onto my screen. The pictures loaded for a second, then they were displayed before me. And there it was, Johnny Suh -my Johnny Suh- at a cafe with a blonde-haired foreigner. I continued scrolling, which was probably a mistake, but I was in shock. Certainly they were doctored by some vengeful sasaeng. Another link pops onto my screen, “NCT Johnny Suh has Foreign Girlfriend? VIDEO FOOTAGE”

you’re fucking kidding me.

A notification sound blares from my phone, the sixth one in the past half hour. I haven’t even picked up my phone, I know what the notifications are. There was no doubt in my mind that it was Johnny texting me a sad excuse for the video that’s now playing on a loop on my screen. I recognized her. Her blonde hair and small frame. It was his high school sweetheart; Madison. In the video -which was only about 8 seconds long- you could see him embrace her. They stood at the cafe table, drinks in hand, about to depart. Johnny’s long arms then spread out, welcoming her into a hug. He initiated it. Even in front of all these people, all these cameras. He hugged her. He knew exactly what he was doing. Another notification sound blared through my phone speaker. Why did this make me feel so threatened? So weak? I pick up my phone <6 unread texts from johnny❤> I open the messages, taking a deep breath as I do so.

johnny❤: baby?

y/n? text me when you get this.

ik you see my texts

i know you’re upset please just text me

i can explain, i promise…

im omw to the hotel, we’ll talk when i get there, ok?

My eyes widen at the last text. Why was he on his way here? What made him think that I wanted to see him?

me: dont bother, i dont think i want to see you rn

I send the text with tears welling in my eyes. I was just beginning to fully wrap my head around the events that unfolded before me.

*ding* <1 new text from johnny❤>

johnny❤: please, y/n

you know me better than anyone, don’t believe these rumors, y/n

Me: i saw the pictures johnny… and the video. what excuse could you have?

My head began to spin, no way did he think I was going to fall for his pity story.

johnny❤: this is why we’ll talk in person

i have a lot of explaining to do, i know. just listen to me please

i’m only 2 minutes away, ill explain everything i promise

Take a deep breath. I think to myself, convincing myself that maybe he would have a good excuse. After all, it's Johnny. Would he ever do anything to hurt me? I struggled to gain composure as I heard a familiar knock on the door. The lock clicked and the door crept open. I stood in the living room of the homey suite.

“y/n..” Johnny’s voice breaks the silence. He peeks from behind the door.

My eyes meet his and I feel faint. What’s going to happen? I ask myself, not knowing the right answer as hundreds of thoughts fill my head.

He continues inside, closing the door softly behind him. He takes slow strides in my direction, and that’s when the tears well in my eyes. Why? I’m not sure, I’ve always been one to get overwhelmed easily, but this was new. His hand reaches out to take mine and I flinch away. The images of him taking another girl into his arms flashing in my head.

“Why her? How--” My voice breaks and the tears finally fall from my eyes.

“It’s not at all what you think it is, baby.” His voice was soft and genuine. Almost desperate.

“Then what is it? Huh?” My voice changed from calm to angry. I took a deep breath in an attempt to try to calm myself back down and I back farther away from him. “I... I was patient. I knew this would happen. I was understanding of the rumors, the lies. But this? These pictures? These videos?” I began to lose my cool. “How could you possibly explain this?” Anger was tainting my words, what was I saying? “If you want to be with her then just say that.” I spit the words out.

Johnny looks taken aback, rightfully so. “It’s not like that.”

“Then what is it, Johnny?!” I shouted, menacingly. “It isn’t adding up.” I plead as my voice cracks. “Please, just fucking explain yourself.”

He walks towards me again, I don’t have the energy to fight him anymore. He takes my hand and places a light kiss on it.

“I know you’re confused. I know you’re angry.” He doesn’t take his eyes off of mine. “People talk. In this industry, people talk so fucking much.” His tone was so gentle; he was hurt but still so gentle with me. “People will always talk, okay, y/n?”

I nod, tears streaming down my face at this point.

“I’m in the wrong here. You saw the videos, I know, but there’s more to it than that.” He sits me down next to him on the couch.

“I just don’t understand.” My voice trembles. “With the other members, Doyoung, Mark, it was just gossip, easily dismissed. But…” My voice trails off.

“I know.” He sighs and pulls me close to him. “Those pictures were taken completely out of context.” where is he going with this? “Yes, it was Madison. And I’m sorry for meeting up with her without telling you, especially with everything that’s been going on…” He traced his fingers in small circles along my back, something he often did when he needed to calm me down. He sighs and pulls me closer to him, we sit in silence for a bit before he continues. “As you know, Taeyong… His injury?”

I nod my head against his chest. “I know…” I whisper in response. what does that have to do with anything?

“Well… Madison, when I met with her at the cafe,” He paused, awaiting a reaction but I didn’t give one. I wanted to hear him out. He continues, “She moved here a few months ago. It has nothing to do with me, or NCT as a whole.” He disclaims. “She’s studying abroad here for a journalist internship. She’s-”

“Get to the point,” I whisper, barely being able to hear him ramble on about her.

He places a kiss on the top of my head. “Everyone knew about Yong’s injury; the managers, the staff, even the stage crew noticed it.” I wince a bit at the thought of Taeyong having to deal with this kind of injury. “You were busy with studies and I didn’t want you worrying about me or the boys. I vented to Madison about it. She explained that she had ties to news sources that could have exposed SM for overworking him. So…” He sighs, “She threatened SM. Unless they gave us all a break or hiatus, she threatened to report it to national broadcasting stations.”

“Wait-” I interrupt him, the puzzle pieces finally fitting together in my head.

“Let me finish.” He cuts me off in return. “I wanted to treat her to coffee while she was still in town, as a thank you. Nothing more. Because of her, me and the boys were able to finally get a break and Taeyong is finally getting rest.” He explains.

im such a fucking idiot, i think to myself.

I was speechless, how could I have been this stupid. I finally built up the courage to look up at him; his eyes scanning my face for a reaction.

“I’m sorry.” It’s all I can mutter out in my state of embarrassment. “I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s ok. I promised to be transparent about this stuff and instead I hid it from you. I’m in the wrong too. I’m sorry.” He replies, softly. His hands trailed up and down my back.

I look into his eyes again, begging for forgiveness without saying a single word. He got the hint and leaned in to press a soft peck to my lips.

“I love you,” I said, my lips brushing against his as our foreheads rested on each other.

He smiles before kissing me back. “I love you, too.”

“So, she means nothing?” The sudden, whispered, inquiry was cold in the quiet air.

There was a pause, a moment that I nearly regretted asking.

“She means nothing.” He said, his voice was gruff and direct.

“Then prove it.” The words rolled off my tongue, and before I had time to think, Johnny’s lips were pressed back up against mine.

#johnnysuh #kpop #nct #nct127 #youngho #kpopangst #angst #this was gonna be smut but ??#i feel like the angst aspect is 10x better #unless a smutty pt 2 is needed #hmmm😏😏#ponderinggg #johnnyangst #nct angst #this is veryyyy different from my normal writing style so i hope its not too #...#bad

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raisswrites · 4 years

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Ever Friends (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x reader(female)

Genre: smut, Friends to Lovers!AU, angst(ish).

Rating: M

Warnings: explicit sex, explicit language, dirty talk, bruising, violence, drunk sex, unprotected sex.

The sky was pouring. The droplets of water rained down relentlessly, rendering the streets wetter by the second. You sat there, chin in your palm as you watched the rain knocking on your window. You let out a sigh, creating fog on the glass. You told him to stay in, to not go out on this cloudy day. You went so far as to send him the weather forecast for today. But being the thick headed man that he is, he didn’t listen to you. Now he must be in some downtown club getting wasted with the assholes he calls friends.

It’s not like you’re anyone special to him, you’re just the friend he comes to whenever his friends are too drunk to care about his complaints.

Right. You’re nothing but his emotional crutch.

The thought made your heart knot up. But it was the truth, unfortunately. It’s not like you haven’t tried to let go of your feelings. It’s just that the more you tried to suppress them, the stronger they grew. To say you haven’t contemplated cutting ties permanently with him would be a lie. Your friendship with him hurt like nothing else. But you also cherish it more than you’d care to admit.

As you watched the rain slow down to a steady trickle, sleep started to take over you. You took a peek at the clock. It was 02:34 in the morning. You got up from your seat next to the window and made your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth. The drip-dripping of rain has completely stopped. You sat on the bed in your small bedroom, your hands busy shoving your books into a box that was lying around. In no time you were tucked in, your head sinking warmly into your pillow.

A knock broke the silent darkness of the night. You froze in your place, suddenly the blankets felt too cold for you. You weren’t expecting anyone this late at night. Seulgi would never come without calling. Joohyun was out of town. And Baekhyun... well, he was probably in some random girl’s sheets by now.

You walked on shaky legs, your feet almost soundless against the cold ground. “Who’s there?” Your voice sounded smaller than you wanted it to.

“It’s me, Baekhyun. Open up.” The answer came to you as a surprise, it was indeed his voice on the other side of the door.

You unlocked your apartment and swung the door open. The sight that greeted you was not a pleasant one. Baekhyun was leaning heavily on the doorframe, his clothes were soaked through and stained. You let out a strangled gasp. “Goodness! What happened to you?” you asked as you helped him inside.

“I got into a fight.” he answered as you sat him down. His breath reeked of vodka, his left eye was bruised and blood was leaking from his brow. He was wincing as he made himself comfortable on the sofa.

“No, Baekhyun. You got your ass handed to you, is what happened.”

He let out a weak laugh. “Yeah, yeah. Very funny.”

“Baekhyun!” His laughter seized, he looked at you with wistful eyes, his lips pressed into a straight line. “What happened?” you asked, your voice so soft it was barely a whisper. You were sitting at the edge of the sofa, your legs shaking anxiously as you awaited his answer.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes looking everywhere but at you. He let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slouching. “It’s not important, okay? Just let me stay here for the night, I’ll leave in the morning.”

You stared at him for a moment, pondering whether to pressure on or just leave him be. “Fine,” you huffed. “Let me get you something warm to wear, you’re ruining my sofa.”

As you were returning to the living with your first aid kit and fresh clothes, Baekhyun had just got up on groggy feet. You could hear him wincing as he slipped off his sweater. What you saw made you almost drop the kit, but you kept a strong grip on it. Baekhyun’s broad back had been tainted with a big patch of bruising that was blackening by the second.

You rushed to him, your hands hovering over his back by default. He turned around, his breath hitching. “What are you doing?” he asked, bemused.

“What the hell happened Baekyun? Who did this to you?” you yelled, barely holding it together.

“Stop asking, (Y/N). You don’t wanna hear the answer.”

“Of course I want to!” Baekhyun looked away, his fingers brushing his wet hair back. “Baekhyun, for God’s sake answer!”

“That asshole Minho.” he answered after a long second, his bare shoulders looked tense, his fists gripping the air tightly.

“What?” was the only thing that you could utter. You put your hand on his shoulder and turned him around.

He looked into your eyes, looking very much boozed up. “That dickhead was being disrespectful, what do you expect me to do?”

“What did he say?” you asked in an oddly calm voice.

He put his cold hands on your shoulders and plastered a smile on his face. “Just forget it, okay? Go-”

“No,” you swatted his hands away. “What did he say?”

His eyes grew hard and dark, it was the first time you witnessed such intensity within them. He sat down on the sofa, his hands rubbing at his knees nervously.

“He was sitting at the table with his friends, I didn’t really care at first. I was having a great time… but then the bastard started getting drunk. He started spouting nonsense; how he was the first guy in campus to fuck you, he kept telling his friends that they could fuck you now because he got tired of you. He said you weren’t as good in bed as he imagined you’d be.” The more you listened to his words, the angrier you grew. You wanted to stop him, but his words were all the more reason to hate Choi Minho.

“He said you were groveling at his feet when he ended things with you. He said he fucked you and then broke up with you before you could even put your clothes back. The more I listened the more I wanted to pummel him into oblivion.” Baekhyun grabbed the arm of the sofa aggressively, he looked up at you. “Can you blame me for it?”

“No,” you answered, your eyes glossy with fury.

“When I tried to stop him, he told me I was just jealous that he got to nail you before I did. That’s when I snapped.”

His words sunk into your brain with the realisation that you’re the reason for his state. You sat down next to him, your hand grazing his back. “What about this bruise, then?”

“Oh, the bouncers kicked us out and I fell on the pavement.” he answered, his mischievous smile making an appearance. You couldn’t help but smile back at him. You stared at each other, your gaze full of love while his was an odd mixture of lividness and playfulness.

“Did he break your heart?” His voice was silky soft, slightly wavering. He was close enough that you smell the alcohol in his warm breath. “If he broke your heart, I’d go right now and beat his goddamn bones. I don’t care how much I’m hurting.”

You let out a chuckle.”No, I broke up with him, silly. He’s just saying all that because his ego is hurt.”

“Why did you date him, then? You’re so much better than him, you deserve so much better.”

You looked down at your lap.”I was in love with someone I can’t have.”

“Well, they’re one blind person.” he looked away.

Silence settled in between you like the darkness outside your window. It was finally broken by Baekhyun.

“If I was a better man… someone not as broken, not as fucked up as the man that I am. If I wasn’t someone who steals bravery from alcohol, I would say that I love you. But I’m not that man, and I’m probably too wasted right now to make sense. I’m probably gonna regret this in the morning. But if I was in that guy’s place, I would hold onto you and never break your heart.”

By the time he turned around to look at you, your eyes were soaked in tears. “Because it’s not everyday a guy meets a girl like you.”

Before he could finish his sentence, and without you even knowing what you were doing, your lips were on his. A tear rolled down his eyes and landed on your cheek. He was frozen for a moment before he put his hand on your waist. He put you on his lap, his pants were wet but you didn’t mind. Your fingers ran through his hair, you tilted your head deepening the kiss as he moved in perfect rhythm with you. His warm tongue ran over your lips before interlacing with your tongue.

You moaned against his lips. His hand started moving down before he grabbed your ass. His other hand was under your top, timidly touching your stomach. His cold fingertips against your skin made you heat up all the more. You could feel a knot of hot lust form in your abdomen. You grabbed his bottom lip between your teeth and started pulling it slowly. The action pleased him apparently, if his hips’ involuntary movement was any indication.

You felt him get hard against your core, the feeling of it made you let out another moan, this time louder and more wanton. That was enough to make him flip you over onto the sofa. He looked at you, his eyes mad with hunger. Yet he was hesitant, waiting for you to give him the cue. Just barely holding himself together.

Seeing him like that made you all the more sure of what you wanted. You wanted him, plain and simple. You wanted him on this sofa, gloriously naked and deep inside you. Just like you daydreamed about for as long as you knew him. “What do you want?” he asked.”How far do you want to go?”

“So far that I can’t remember we were ever friends.”

Your voice came out more like a whisper, you watched him close his eyes as he relished in your words. Without missing a beat he grabbed your sweatshirt and practically yanked it off. He unclasped your bra, you looked him in the eyes as you slowly took the piece of undergarment off and threw it on the floor. He stood over you, his broad shoulders outlined by the light. You watched him as he watched you, eyes completely focused on your bare breasts. In one smooth motion, he enveloped your nipple with his lips, his hand busy playing with the other one. A deep grunt escaped your throat, your back arching on instinct under his touch. His teeth gave your nipple one last graze before they abandoned it. He started leaving open mouthed kisses on your chest and all the way up to your throat. Your fingers tightened on his black locks before you pulled his head up. You looked at him, still catching your breath.

“What are you waiting for?”

He leaned closer to you, his lips in a lopsided smile. “I wanna take my time, princess.”

“Fuck that,” you retorted, pulling him into another kiss. Your hands moved down towards his jeans. You let your hand rove over his bulge, causing him to groan deeply into your mouth. You started unzipping his pants, your greedy hand grabbing him shamelessly. He melted into your touch, his body almost completely squeezing you. He broke the kiss, his hands instantly dragging your pants and underwear off.

His eyes roamed over your naked body, you opened your legs for him, too drunk on lust to care. He put his bottom lip between his teeth, his hand dragging his boxers down to touch himself.

“You’re so perfect,” he purred. You let out a chuckle.

“You should see yourself,” your hand moved down to your clit, you started caressing the swollen nodule. You peered at his cock twitching in his hand at the sight of it. “So you're just gonna jerk off?”

His hands movement ceased completely at your words. With his eyes still on you, he stood up.

”Ah, so cocky. Let’s see if I can fuck that cockiness out of you.” He rid himself of his jeans and boxers before aligning himself with your entrance.

You put your hand on his shoulder, pushing him lightly off of you.”No no no. I’ll be doing the fucking.“

You sat him down on the sofa before positioning yourself on top of him. You slowly start to lower yourself on him. As soon as his tip was past your entrance, you started wincing. You always knew that Baekhyun was well endowed, you’ve always dreamed about filling yourself up with him. But now that he was here in person, hard as he can be and just barely inside you. You couldn’t help but grimace at the largeness of him. Despite it hurting slightly, it still felt blissfully good. You sunk him deeper into you, your walls moving around him.

“Fuck,” he grunts.”You’re so tight.”

Your only answer was to move in an upward motion, your breath caught in your throat from the pleasure. You lowered yourself slowly, your insides barely adapting to his cock. He threw his head back, his hands shooting up to your waist. You took that chance to plant a kiss on his Adam's apple. You dragged the kiss down to his collarbone, leaving a trail of saliva in your wake. The kiss turned into a bite when he started moving you up and down on top of him. You put your hands on his shoulders, your chin resting in the crook of his neck.

“Ah, fuck.” you moan.

You started moving your hips in rhythm with his, so filled up with him you couldn’t think of anything other than where your bodies intersect. His breath was labored, you could feel it on your neck as he grabbed your skin between his teeth and pulled at it. His hands were leaving marks on your back, so intense he was in his fucking that he didn’t realize he was hurting you. His biceps were taut, and his face was getting more and more sweaty.

You interrupted his trail of bites down your neck when you started kissing him. The kiss was nothing short of feral, it was all teeth and madness. Nothing like the tender, awkward one you shared not even 20 minutes ago.

As you rode him, your mouth traveled from his mouth up to his bruised eye. You started kissing his brow all the way down to his ear. A small whine escaped his lips, his right hand moved from your back up to your breast, grabbing it rather fiercely. He started kneading it, all while thrusting into you with sharp powerful movements.

“I’m almost there,” you said. With one swift motion He laid you down on your back, both legs around his waist while your ass was lifted off the sofa. The way he loomed over you hungrily made you almost go over the edge. But not quite, you suppressed it. You wanted him to get you there. The days when you touched yourself to the thought of him were long gone. It was him inside you now, instead of your vibrator.

He started ramming into you in such an angle that you felt like you were losing your mind. The ecstasy only heightened when you reached your climax. You dug your nails into his forearms as he rode it with you. He came not long after, the word “fuck” was nothing but an ostinato as the waves of pleasure took over him. He laid on top of you, his breath as labored yours.

You started feeling sleep take over you, your eyes heavier than they were before. But not yet. You still had things to do.

As soon as you got up, he sprawled over on the sofa, still basking in his delightful nudity.

“Get up,” you said. “Those wounds aren’t gonna clean themselves.”

#exo #baekhyun #baekhyunexo #smutbaekhyun #kpopsmut #exo x reader #baekhyun x reader #kpopangst #exo smut #baekhyun smut

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faiirybread · 3 years

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wrong time;; park jisung

(---- is replaced by your name)

“jisung.”

“JISUNG! LISTEN TO ME!”

tears were pooling in my eyes as i shook his shoulders and he faced me, an unreadable expression on his face.

“what do you want?”

“we need to talk.”

“you always need to talk, what is it this time? i put the vacuum in the wrong place?”

“we need to break up.”

his face quickly went to one of shock, and he stood up.

“what?”

“we need to break up, this obviously isn’t working and i know,” you paused and took a breath, tears streaming down your face. “i know that you’re happier with them.”

“n-no, no, i’m not, i love you, ----! i want to make it work, please, let me make it work.” he pleaded, grabbing onto your arm and pulling you closer.

you pushed him off and went to your shared room, beginning to pack up, jisung following like a lost puppy.

“baby please, i love you so much, please, don’t do this to me. i swear i’ll be better, i’ll stop hanging out with them-”

“jisung, no. i’m breaking up with you. have a good life, and take care of them well. i love you.”

you gave him one last kiss, one filled with salty tears and regret, then took your thing and left.

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theyneedtobangstahp · 4 years

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A letter from 7 years ago

Genre:Fluff & Angst

Word Count:?

Details:College au, Exboyfriend!Xiaojun

Synopsis: Meeting up with your friends 7 years after burying a time capsule, you don’t remember what you put in there, until it’s in your hand. A yellowed letter that contains your confession to exboyfriend!Xiaojun. When your friends ask you to read it, not knowing what the letter contained, your hands get sweaty, because how were you going to read this really mushy and sappy love letter addressed to your now exboyfriend!Xiaojun, when he was sitting just across from you?

COMING SOON!

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severetimetravelnerd · 4 years

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Uncomfortable (MINO ft. Zico)

Hey guys! So this is my first scenario. It’s around 4k words, and it’s angsty and fluffy, cause the feels for this duo hit me hard, so prepare yourself. I hope you enjoy it!!

all credit for images goes to original owners. I do not own any of the images used.

You liked Jiho. You knew you liked him, but you knew he would never like you back. At least, not the way you did, and you were okay with it. You thought that as long you were friends with him, it’s okay. You did your very best to hide your feelings, because you knew that your friendship with him meant too much to you for you to risk it over feelings. He was always there for you. It wasn’t all one-sided though. You were always there for him. When he fought with his friends, or he fought with his girlfriend, you were the one helping him. You were the only one who had seen him bawl his eyes out at 3 am and you were the only one who would silently sit and pat his back while he did. You guys had each other’s backs. At least that’s what you thought.

You were actually Mino’s friend before you were Jiho’s friend. You and Minho go way back. You were Minho’s best friend, which is how you met Jiho. Mino introduced you to him. Minho was also the only person who knew about your feelings for the infamous Zico. Minho was the one you went to went listening to Jiho talking about his love life got too hard, or when the jealousy got too much. Minho also kept telling you to get over him, but it’s never that easy.

One night, you were at Minho’s place, doing a Disney marathon that he insisted on because you had never really watched any Disney movies as a child, (he was right. Why do Disney movies have to be so good?!), when Jiho called you. You were just about to start watching Moana when the phone rang. Your phone was with Minho, and he took one look at the phone, jokingly rolled his eyes and said,” oh god. Just ignore his call, y/n. Moana’s more important!” while handing you your phone. You looked down at your phone and smiled at the picture of him for a second before answering.” Heyy. What’s up with the midnight call? Everything okay?” You thought you could hear the smile in his voice when he replied saying,” Yeah yeah, don’t worry. Everything’s fine, but I need your help getting home. I’m out clubbing. I thought I wouldn’t drink, but I did and now I can’t drive myself home. Can you come pick me up? It’s close to your place.” You didn’t even bother telling him you were at Minho’s place and it would take you more time. You simply said,” sure. Text me the address.”

You were gathering your wallet, phone and other stuff and explaining things to Minho at the same time. He sighed, gathered his things and said,” Why can’t he just take a cab like a normal person? Why couldn’t you just say you’re at my place? Geez..” Sheepishly, you said,” Mino-ya, it’s not that easy!” He just smiled, ruffled your hair and said,” I know, which is why I’m coming with you! I can’t let my best friend do this alone.” You were suddenly overwhelmingly grateful for Minho, and you hugged him and mumbled, “thank you” into his sleeve.

You and Minho were near the club, and Minho had texted Jiho to come out and wait, mainly because the two of you were in sweats and no self-respecting club would let you guys in. You could see him on the sidewalk, and you rolled down the window to call him. You tried yelling his name out a couple of times, but he didn’t hear you, which you finally realised was because he was on the phone. As you got closer to him, you could hear what he was saying and after that, you sincerely wished that you had never heard him.

Jiho, on the other hand, was looking up at the sky and laughing his ass off. “Ahh hyung, don’t scare me like that. You and I both know I would never date y/n. I just keep talking to her because I feel bad for her. I know I’m single and all, but I can’t stand the thought of dating her. As it is, she made it really obvious that she likes me. She’s so clingy it makes me uncomfortable. My friends make so much fun of me because of her.” He paused for a while, and then said,” oh no, I can’t talk to her about it. She’s Minho’s friend. Things would get messy if I hurt her feelings. Anyway, I gotta go now Hyung. She’ll be here to pick me up any moment now.”

You had heard every word of what Jiho said, and more than him not liking you back, it was the fact that he never once thought of you as a friend that hurt you. You couldn’t process that he knew that you liked him, and he still chose to call you when he was drunk, knowing he’d only be giving you false hope. He was only talking to you because of Minho. You made him uncomfortable, and he pitied you, but he still took advantage of you and called you to help him knowing you wouldn’t say no. That realisation made your blood boil. You were furious, not only with him but also with yourself, because you had let him fool you, pity you and betray you. You were also incredibly hurt, because you trusted him and poured your heart out to him, not knowing that he was laughing at you the whole time. You were also sad, because you fell for the nice, kind, caring and sweet Jiho, not an asshole with no sense of consideration for someone else’s feelings. This was all too much for you to take in. The influx of emotions just made you shut down. You could neither hear nor say anything.

You were also the only one in the car who heard Jiho’s conversation. Minho had no clue what happened. You stayed frozen in the driver’s seat when Minho got out and called Jiho. You just continued driving home while Minho and Jiho talked. When you finally got close to Jiho’s house, Jiho asked the both of you to come in for some drinks. You were too much in shock to say anything, but luckily for you, Minho decided to be clingy, and said,” Nope. No way. You made us interrupt a movie marathon. We have to get back to it. Now you go get lost and don’t drink too much.” Jiho laughed and left. As you drove off, Minho put his hand on your shoulder and asked,” Y/n, are you okay? You didn’t really say much in the car.” And then, you cracked. Immediately, you pulled over, looked ahead in shock, and said,” Minho, can you drive?” He looked very confused, but he decided not to question you about it, and silently switched seats. Minho knew you were crying as you were looking out of the window, and that something had upset you, but he also knew you needed your space to cry. He knew you’d tell him when you felt like talking about it.

The two of you got to Minho’s place, and you absolutely did not want to be left alone with your thoughts. He was in the process of switching off the tv, when you went and hugged him, and asked him if you could stay the night. He didn’t even bat an eyelid and said, “If you think I’m going to let you be alone right now, you’re dumber than I thought.” And for the rest of the night, Minho just hugged you and let you cry it all out, never once stopping to question you. When you were finally exhausted from crying, he ran his fingers through your hair, because he knew that it was the best way to calm you down, until you fell asleep. As he held a sleeping you in his arms, he cursed Jiho for making you cry and held you a little tighter.

When you woke up the next morning, you realised both you and Minho fell asleep like that. You quietly wriggled out of his arms and checked your phone, only to find a text from Jiho asking whether you wanted to get hangover soup with him. You scoffed and threw your phone to the side, deciding at that very moment that you were done, and you were cutting him out of your life. You started making breakfast, but you were kind of clumsy, so you ended up waking Minho up. He slowly made his way to the kitchen, bed head and all, and you looked up to see a puffy faced, sleepy Minho, and sleepy Minho is clingy. He came and gave you a back hug as you handed him his tea, and looking at him, you smiled to yourself, thanking the world for Minho’s existence.

After the both of you had your tea, you slowly explained what happened the previous night. Minho waited till you were done explaining everything that you heard, and although you could tell he was furious, he waited and asked you what you wanted to do. You then told him that you wanted to cut Jiho out of your life, and although Minho wanted nothing more than to beat the crap out of Jiho for treating you that way, he knew that it was your decision to make, and whatever decision you made, he would respect that.

You and Minho then sat and blocked Jiho of every form of social media. You assumed that since he felt uncomfortable around you, he would be only too happy at what happened and would never contact you again. You tried to tell yourself you deserved better, but every time you thought of him, a series of conflicted emotions took over you. You missed spending time with him, but you also hated everything about how he treated you. It was very rough on you, and over the next few weeks, Minho was the only thing keeping you going. He refused to let you be alone and as far as possible, he was always at your place, making sure you know you have someone who’s there for you. In fact, he practically moved into your place just to make sure you were okay.

Woo Jiho, on the other hand, was very confused. At first, when you cut him off, he thought something was wrong with your phone, because he just couldn’t comprehend the thought of you not replying to him. He kept trying to reach you, because who else would put up with his rants at 3 am, but it just wasn’t working, so he thought you’d drop in in a few days. He waited for you, but you never did drop in. He didn’t understand why, but ever since you stopped talking to him, he felt oddly uneasy and upset. He knew he could just call Minho, but ever since you started liking him, Minho had been treating him rather coldly. One night, he couldn’t take the uneasiness anymore, and he went and got drunk. He tried calling you to pick him up, but it never got through. He then tried calling Minho. Minho was at your house, but after he checked to make sure that you were fast asleep, he went out on the balcony, and took the call.

Minho answered and said, “if it’s not important, I’d rather not talk.” Jiho, completely drunk, said, “of course it’s important. Why isn’t y/n answering my calls?” Minho wanted nothing more than to just hang up, but he tried to force himself to stay calm, and said,” she blocked you.” Jiho couldn’t understand why, but that deeply upset him, and he said,” why the fuck did she block me? She fucking loves me, Minho. Don’t lie.” The absolute nonchalance in Jiho’s tone when he spoke about your feelings for him pushed Minho over the edge, and he lost it. “you bloody bastard. You knew about her feelings, you took advantage of them, and then you have the fucking nerve to say she makes you uncomfortable?” Jiho was shocked. He was definitely scared about how you found out and how you reacted, but like a cornered animal, he decided not to think back on his behaviour, and just lash out.” Yeah. I knew. So what if I knew? She really did make me uncomfortable. Good that she’s out of my life. I can’t keep keeping people I pity around me like that.” Minho’s fists were clenched and his knuckles turned white. He ground his teeth and said,” you bloody self-absorbed prick. She deserves so much better than you. I’m glad she’s out of your life.” And he cut the call.

That phone call had really gotten Minho worked up, and he stayed out on the balcony cursing Jiho for a while. After a while, you woke up realising that Minho got gotten out of bed. You sleepily rubbed your eyes and went looking for him. You found him on the balcony, cursing Jiho, and as soon as you saw that, you knew Jiho must have called him. Surprisingly enough though, you didn’t even think about Jiho for a minute and all you wanted to do was to make sure Minho felt better. Minho hadn’t heard you walk up to him, so when you hugged him, he jumped a little. He hugged you back and as you snuggled into him, he kissed the top of your head, and thought to himself,” just stay happy, please. I can’t stand watching you be sad.”

So, you slowly made some progress and moved on. You slowly forced yourself to forget Jiho, and Minho was your rock when things were tough. He was always there for you, and went out of his way to make sure you were happy. He helped you remember what love and affection felt like, and made you realise the importance of treating yourself with care too. You kept reminding yourself that you couldn’t let someone treat you the way Jiho did, and in due time, you forgot your feelings for him. It also helped that you starting to have feelings for someone else.

Minho had always loved you as a friend, but one day, he woke up and realised that he loved you as so much more. You were everything to him. You had been with him through all those harsh trainee years, through all the scandals, through all the hate, and you had always given him unconditional love and support. You never forced him to explain himself, and just accepted him. You also called him out when he knew he was being an ass. And slowly, like that, Minho fell for you. He didn’t know exactly when, but over time, he realised he loved every little part of you. He tried hiding his feelings for a while, because he knew you liked Jiho. Every time he saw you upset over Jiho, his heart broke a little more, and when he saw you cry because of him, he regretted introducing the two of you. He still loved you, but he didn’t want to take advantage of you when you were hurt and confused. Little did he know that you had slowly begun to fall for him.

Jiho, on the other hand, had no idea what to make of things. Deep down, he knew what he said about you was a lie. He knew that he liked you, he trusted you and he missed you, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit it. He knew that you never made him uncomfortable, and in fact, you were the only person he could unabashedly be himself around, but he started lying to himself the day some of his friends found out about you liking him. They had never liked you, and they found the idea of a lovesick you absolutely hilarious. So, they started making fun of you, and when they turned to Jiho for reinforcement, he just went along with it, because he didn’t want to admit that he also liked the person they were making fun of. He just wanted to be liked and accepted.

But he couldn’t exactly admit defeat, could he? He thought you’d still come back to him, and that everything would go back to normal, but you never came. He didn’t want to admit that he had liked you all along to the friends who made fun of you. He didn’t want to have to explain to Minho why things turned out the way they did, but more than anything else, he was ashamed to have let you down. He couldn’t bear the thought of facing you and explaining to you why he behaved like as ass. So, he decided to wait. But he also knew your birthday was coming up, and he promised himself that if by then things hadn’t worked out, he would put his pride and idiocy and everything else behind him and just beg for your forgiveness, because if nothing else, during the time you spent ignoring him, he realised he needed you in his life.

It was the night before your birthday. Minho was spending the night at your place, to bring in the day with you. Once it was midnight though, Minho was nowhere to be found. You were very confused, and a little hurt, but you went ahead and spoke to your parents for a while. After the phone call, you got tired of waiting for him, and you decided to look for him. You checked every room in the house, and you were about to go and look outside, when you heard soft music coming from the balcony. You made your way there, and what you saw made your heart melt. Minho had strung fairy lights on the railing, made a blanket fort, set down a bottle of wine and a box of brownies, and was waiting for you with something behind his hands.

With a soft smile on your face, you walked over to him. He was standing there, with a nervous smile and he said,” oh thank god you came. I was starting to get scared you would never come.” You looked around, and asked,” Mino-yaa, what is all this?” He didn’t say anything. He just smiled, kissed your forehead, made you sit down, and handed you earphones connected to his phone. When you looked up at him, surprised, he just shrugged and said, with a blush,” just listen to it.”

You did, and words don’t even come close to describing the way you felt when you heard the song he wrote for you. The song was an ode to your friendship, what you meant to him, and how that changed over the years. It was about how he would do anything to make you happy, but he would like nothing more than to be that special someone for you. It was about how he was scared that his confession would change your friendship, but he was more scared of regretting not telling you. Lastly, it was about hoe no matter how you responded, he would always be your best friend who loves you, and would continue to do anything to make you happy, even if it meant staying away from you.

Minho was nervously waiting for you to say something when you finished listening to the song, but you were silent. He couldn’t deal with the tension and he started rambling. “Oh, I knew I should have gotten ramyun for tonight. I know ramyun is your favourite. But then, I ate a lot of ramyun when I was in the studio, so I don’t really know what to do. Maybe I should have gotten something else? Did you not want brownies?” but that’s when you cut him off by kissing him. You felt him freeze when he first felt your lips on his, but slowly, as though he couldn’t believe what was happening, he relaxed into the kiss, and took over, and by god, it was the best kiss you ever had. You never thought unfamiliarity would be something you’d associate with Minho, but that exciting unfamiliarity to this side of Minho was exactly what made you melt into the kiss, your knees giving way because it was just too toe-curlingly sexy.

The next day, Jiho had it all planned out. He found out from a mutual friend that they were throwing a party for you at your favourite restaurant, and he knew he fucked up big time, so he went all out. He bought a gigantic bouquet of pink lilies, your favourite flowers, and he put together a basket full of all the things you like; the one ramyun flavour you love, your favourite chocolates( homemade, from this tiny shop near the park), some earrings he knew you’d like, some snacks, some stationary, and much more. He also had a letter, where he wrote down exactly how he felt about everything that happened. He was finally feeling a little better about things. He was making his way to the restaurant, with this dumb smile on his face with the thought of just seeing you again. He was so preoccupied with his thoughts, that he didn’t realise you and Minho were walking just ahead of him, hand in hand.

He only snapped out of it and realised that the two of you were right in front of him when he saw Minho stop in the middle of the sidewalk and kiss your hand. All of a sudden, he had a bad feeling in his stomach, and he started watching the two of you closely. Minho kissed your hand, glanced at you with love, and said,” Wait. Before we go in, I want to give you my present.” Jiho’s heart sank when he saw you blush, laugh and say,” oh god, Minho, you’ve already given me a gift I have no words for. What more could I possibly want?” Minho smiled at you, and reached into his pocket. He took out a silver chain with a pendant, a pendant of a sunflower, and reached around your neck to put it on. As he was putting it on, he leaned down, and whispered in your ear, “it’s a sunflower. On a light-hearted note, it’s a happy flower. You make me happy, and I want you to always be happy. On a symbolic note, it’s symbol of dedicated love.” He leaned back, looked at you, smiled and said,” just in case I haven’t told you just how much I love you.”

You were red from all the blushing, but also incredibly happy. You stood on your tip-toes, cupped his cheek and kissed him, saying “I love you too Song Minho.” It was a beautiful moment, but it was interrupted by a phone call Minho got. Minho started cursing halfway through the call, and finally cut the call, and sighed. You were a little worried, and you asked him what happened. “One of our idiot friends told Jiho where the party would be because apparently, he wanted to see you and apologise. This friend suddenly decided to call and ask whether you’re okay with it.” You turned pale, and as Jiho saw your reaction, his knuckles wrapped around the bouquet got a little whiter as well. Minho turned to you and asked you,” what do you want to do about it? Are you okay with him attending?”, because while Minho definitely didn’t want him there, he knew not to make decisions for you. You stood silently for a minute and then replied saying,” no. He makes me feel uncomfortable.”

Jiho couldn’t hear anything you said after that because of the ringing in his ears. He missed his chance with you, and now you were gone, forever. The selfish side of him wanted to just pull you away from Minho, but he knew that he had messed with your life enough. He knew that you deserved happiness, even if it wasn’t him making you happy. He turned around and walked away.

Something told you to turn around, and when you did, you saw a bouquet and a basket in the trash, and the sad, lonely, slumped over figure of a man walking away.

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trex98dreams · 4 years

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"Her Long List Of Ex-Crushes"

25 Chapters (✔DONE )

“HER LONG LIST OF EX-CRUSHES”

(BTS College AU X Y/N)

PROLOGUE

Chapter 1: Us

Chapter 2: Happy

Chapter 3: “The Boyfriend”

Chapter 4: All Mine

Chapter 5: New Kid

Chapter 6: “The Best Friend”

Chapter 7: I Won't

Chapter 8: Remember?

Chapter 9: “The Sweetheart”

Chapter 10: Claimed

Chapter 11: Housemates

Chapter 12: “The Casanova”

Chapter 13: Stitches

Chapter 14: Helpless

Chapter 15: Because I Care

Chapter 16: “The Nerd”

Chapter 17: Little Cracks

Chapter 18: I Got You

Chapter 19: Unspoken Words

Chapter 20: All The Boys

Chapter 21: “The Bad Boy”

Chapter 22: “The Clean Freak”

Chapter 23: Bachelor Number 0!

Chapter 24: Strange Effect

Final Chapter: The Wedding

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pyox1 · 5 years

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x1 and produce x 101 works :)

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twomoonskz · 4 years

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[ NOTICE ]

hello, friends :)

this is a new writing blog dedicated to writing things to fulfill your mind as a stay or any other fandom too <3

the main groups i write for are:

stray kids

the boyz

cix

enhypen

cravity

golden child

itzy

iz*one

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nct dream

this is because the members of these groups are closest to my age and i feel most comfortable writing smut for people around my age ( who are legal ofc ).

but don’t be scared to ask for other groups too because i also write for:

ateez

ab6ix

astro

blackpink

bts

day6

exo

ikon

mamamoo

monsta x

nct 127/ u

nu’est

red velvet

seventeen

twice

victon

wayv

i hope you’ll request whatever is on your mind, and i hope you enjoy my writings ! :)

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im-a-idiot-sandwich · 4 years

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He cheats on you

Paring: Jisung x Minho x reader

Genre: Angst maybe some fluff. With a explicit scene.

Word Count: IDK wtf

Lil note: My first ever imagine or one shot, whatever, hope you enjoy it I guess.

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I was heading to my boyfriend's apartment, today's is our second anniversary, we were supposed to head to dinner at my apartment, he hasn't contact me all day so I'm going to his apartment. He has being working a lot, I guess he forgot, but it doesn't matter.

I really wanted to spend time with him today, he's been very distant these past weeks, he must be stressed from work, I know he's going to love this cheesecake I bought him. I smile as I remember all the beautiful memories we have, I can't believe we have been together for two years.

As I get there, I grab the key to his apartment and open the door, it's all dark because is noon, almost night.

That's strange maybe he's sleeping.

I was about to take off my shoes when I hear some kissing sounds, my heart stops, I stop my movements and walk toward the kitchen first leaving the cheasecake on the table. As quietly as I can I walk towards the room. The kissing sounds gets loader and then I hear small moans.

He must be watching a movie... He wouldn't cheat right? He loves me.

I get to his door, that's it's slightly opened, I get closer to see thru the little crack, and my heart breaks seeing the view in front of me. There was my boyfriend of two years kissing someone but it's wasn't a girl, it was a boy, and that boy was Jisung best friend Minho. Minho was un top of him between his legs, both of them without a shirt. The moaning gets louder as there rubbing there hips together.

My tears will coming out as I cover my mouth to try to prevent myself from making any noise.

I thought he loved me. Minho knows we're together, why would he do this?

**When do you think we should tell (y/n)?- **I hear Minho ask as he kisses Jisungs neck.

**We should wait, I think it will be to much for her to take - **Jisung says as he unbokles Minhos belt.

Fuck this, let's get this over with.

I slam the door opened making a huge baam sound, both males jump and look at my direction, there eyes going wide.

No need to, you can be together is not like liars and cheater are my type anyway - I shout, I couldn't see a lot because of the tears on my eyes, but I kept talking. - **Just continue what ever you're doing **- I get out of the room and stomp my way to the entrance, door leavingy copy key of he's apartment on the shelf.

** (y/n) Baby w-wait I can explain I swear!**- Jisung shouts while walking towards you, now fully dressed. I scoff and look at him.

This is so cliche, there's obviously nothing to explain, just be happy with your new boyfriend.

(y/n) please...- I see Minho walking from behind him.

Oh shut it, this is what you wanted right?? And thinking that you were like a brother to me, your just a back stabbing bitch I gave you both my trust, and believe me , it's fucking hard to gain that, but look what that lead me to - I say with venom as I exit the door not before looking back at Jisung for the last time - just so you know, we are over thank you for this two years of relashonship , don't come looking for me, oh how stupid, you're not doing that, I have already been replaced and by the way, happy anniversary- with that a slam the door and head to the elevator.

As I go outside were my car is parked I look behind, for some reason hoping he was going to stop me, but I didn't see anything.

Fuck him, fuck both of them - I mumble while entering my car.

Shit shit, Minho this isn't how she was suppose to know, I can't lose her - Jisung says sobbing while tears couldn't stop coming out of he's eyes. He was about to run after you. But Minho grabs he's wrist and hugs him from behind.

Jisung baby, giver her some time, I will talk to her, but we first have to wait, right now she would not listen. I will fix all this, i promise - he says while kissing him in the lips - let's go inside, Im cleaning that lovely face, I hate seeing you crying.

The younger male nods, the both get inside the apartment with heavy hearts.

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It has been a week since all that happened, and to be honest, I look terrible, I have eye bags because I almost can't sleep, I really try eating but my apatite is no longer there, I still have to work, so I go but all my coworkers have notice my horrible state, wish makes them ask me if I'm ok.

Like they care

I was right now working the night shift in the book shop, it was almost 12, Wich means it's almost time to go home. I was turning of the lights when I hear the bells, meaning someone has entered the shop.

I'm sorry sir we are close- - I shut up and looked with anger at the person standing in front of me - **What do you want Minho? - **I ask anoyed.

I want to talk (y/n) - I scoff trying to contain my tears.

**if you are here to tell me how happy the two of you are just get out - **I say with a slightly broken voice.

Shoot shoot... Don't cry... Don't... Cry

(y/n) I will really be thankful I'd you just listen to me please, Jisung ia not herself anymore, he cries at night and almost Everytime refuses to eat.

Hearing that brakes my heart, but he brought this to himself.

He is the one that cheated, at least he has he's incredible boyfriend to help him, he just feels pity, he never loved me, now please leave.

I was about to leave to the break room until I feel Minho grab my waist and looks at me with a mad face.

-** Don't you dare say that he never loved you, he loves you more than he ever loved someone in he's life, heck even more than himself. It hutted when he looked at you with that face, and you just looked at me as a friend. - I feel him letting go slowly of my wrist - I knowed him longer than you, when he confessed that he also had feelings for me, I was so happy, but he had to choose between the two of us, and he choosed you.**

I just look at him with tears in my eyes as you continues talking.

**It was akward between the both of us until one day, weeks before you anniversary, we diceded to talk, just to be normal friends again, in a moment of our conversation, we couldn't resist it anymore and we kissed. - **I just listen as more tears's will coming out - He pulled away first, telling me that it was a mistake, that he loved you to much to cheat on you. But then I told him that, I love you.

I look at him with a confused face - well obvusly what kind of friend will hate another friend, or what kind of friend will steel he's friend boyfriend - mumbled the last part.

He shakes he's head and grabs my shoulder making my eyes go wide, I look at him as he gives me a scary very sireous face.

I'm saying that I love you as a couple - he says while swolowing hard. my heart stops.

Wh-what? Minho this isn't funny. - I tell him laughing nervously.

I'm not joking (y/n) I want to be with both of you, I love you both so fucking much, i realised that when I saw you two, I wasn't just jealous of you, but of him to, for having you're heart and you for having he's. I wanted you to smile at me like you smiled at him, I wanted you to kiss me like you kiss him, I wanted to cuddle with the both of you while we watch a movie or sleep.

My eyes were still wide, I looked at him blinking many times and trying to process every word he just said.

We we're going to tell you the day of you're anniversary the idea of being in a polyamory relashonship. He got scared so I tried to calm him down, but, we got carried away and we'll, you saw us.

He chuckled while scratching the back of his neck. I was shooked.

Minho has feelings for me...

We started at each other for awhile until I break the awkward silence.

**Wait for me outside, i need to close the store - **he nods and leaves, I proceed to get my backpack and closing the stores door.

I don't know what to do...

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Minho was waiting patiently for you, his heart beating so fast that his chest is hurting, he is scared of your answer, he could be fine just with Jisung, but no, he need to be with you to, both of them want to be with you, it just won't be the same, they won't feel complete.

His head shoots up when he hears you're footsteps, he stands up and wait until you get closer to him, heart beating even more faster then before.

**Minho.. I'm sorry **- now he's worried - Its just, I only see you as a friend.

Those nine words broke him, he was mentally panicking, he can't let you go again, he's and Jisung heart will be destroyd, he swallows fast before speaking.

Give us three months - he says quickly.

**what?- **you say confused.

Give Jisung and me three months to win your trust again, and to win you heart.

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Sorry if there's any mistakes, English is not my native language, please tell me if you see any mistakes. Thank you. How do I put the read more option btw

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