#lee juyeon x you

[from-izzy]

every day is a lovely day... | tbz lee juyeon

pairing » the boyz lee juyeon x gn!reader (lmk if i missed anything)

trope/au » strangers to lovers, non-idol au!, university au!

genre »​ mostly hurt/comfort(...?), mostly fluff, a pinch of angst (i always say this but i'm kinda confident in this statement this time lmao), deep reflection on life and aspects of the earth, juyeon who basically falls in love with you at first sight, juyeon being kinda confident towards reader, picnic date by the beach after finishing you last exam!, comforting boyfriend chef (not actually his occupation) lee juyeon!

word count, estimated reading time » 2249, ~8 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » reader didn't sleep well, reader uses caffeine to battle tiredness, the slightest of academic difficulties (it's just a dash imo), deep thoughts of sea and sky life (not an expert in this field at all), mentions of open water/vast landscapes in the thoughts

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 part of 'especially to you...'

i swear that banner changes colour before my very eyes. because i do understand that it's bright and at first glance, you can barely see the water on the bottom right. but when i change tumblr to a lighter mode, stare at fading wind lines near the top of the image for some time, my eyes adjust and the water becomes very obvious. i think it depends on colour context because on dark mode, it's hard for the 'effects' to kick in. is it just me...? it's messing with me...there has got to be a study about this somewhere...😭 anyway!

(i accidentally released this earlier so for those who saw anything: no you didn't!! 😭)

happy birthday to you @littleroaes !! ngl i was gonna give up on this birthday present but then i was scrolling through and found this little wip and tried to modify it to what you like. i was gonna do f2l like you mentioned you like but my brain stopped making ideas for that as soon as i told myself to write about it 😭 so here's my very first short story on strangers to lovers that thankfully you have appreciation for 🫶 from your profile, i read you like fishes, the colour blue, kimbap, spring rolls and of course, lee juyeon!! 😸 so i tried my best to incorporate these prompts here. i tried something different for the fishes 🐟 topic but i hope this incorporation is fine 💙

here is your boyfriend that will get you through uni! hope you have the happiest birthday!! 🎂🎉 love you!! mwah!!

Everything changed for you when Juyeon walked into your life.

No, literally.

Well, maybe not…literally.

You remember the prominent eyebags you’ve carried for the last month since university started. The new semester has weighed you heavier than the headache that is arising from the lack of sleep and the missed attempt to get your daily caffeine content since you slept through your alarm. At the very least, you’re thankful that everything is now electronic because you are so unprepared to be commuting to campus with a heavy mind, heart, eyelids and straps on your shoulders that would surely give you a very sore back.

That day started horrendously. You really thought that the alarm was the only thing that the universe threw at you for their entertainment but it was the embarrassing fact that you dozed off during class. Your elbows were propped up too comfortably against the desk and the perfect temperature of the lecture room didn't make it any easier for your natural melatonin to kick in. The next thing you knew, your palms cupped your cheek and there was this loud bang that was accompanied by the sharp pain on your cheekbone when you hit the wooden desk.

Everything is going awesome and you just attracted around a hundred students back to you. Thankfully your lecturer didn't take it to offense and shot you an emphatic smile.

You guessed then after that the universe felt bad for the negative attention that you got and they canceled the next class on your filled weekly schedule. Usually, you would be annoyed at the sudden change but this gave you a little hour to bask in the sun, the open green space and your favourite cup of beverage wrapped protectively by your hands.

Only to find out that you left your wallet at home.

“I’m sorry,” you said to the worker who tried her best to reassure you and to take your time as your frantic fingers ran through the items in your bag.

Your knees fell to the ground and sweat started to creep against your forehead and to the side of your head, a silent reminder to be mindful of the long line of students who are mostly probably just as stressed as you are in their university journey. The lighting above you helped with your sight in your receipt-filled bag but suddenly, the long papers with their minuscule printings became hard to read and a deep voice stated his order.

At first, your instinct was to defend yourself, tell the person who cut in line and added an order between you and your caffeine to wait a little bit longer but his choice of words registered into you before you could voice out anytime.

“I'll add an iced Americano with the order, please.” And then the familiar beeping sound of a successful transaction rings.

Your neck cranes up towards the stranger that only made your day easier and you couldn't help but let out a gentle gasp. A sharp pair of eyes yet soft and curious like a cat, his perfectly shaped nose and the slight upturn of the corner of his lips with the smile that beams down on you. 

The chain necklace around his neck dangles above you and you were sure it hypnotised you to say, “It's an angel.” These were your first words to Lee Juyeon.

“Ah,” the recipient of the compliment could only blush first at your words, a hand sneaking up to mindlessly scratch his nape. “We should at least get out of the line.” 

Now it's your turn to have your cheeks heat up at the realisation that you're blocking everyone else’s caffeine intake.

You thought that maybe Juyeon would just walk away and wait for you to join him on the other side of the table with the hanging ‘Pick up orders here' sign hanging from the beige ceiling. Yet, he crouched and helped you sort out your materials, collecting your pencil case and books into one arm, the other swiftly scooping up the straps of your bag along his other forearm.

Your eyes couldn't help but widen at your empty hands, and you were flustered at how he was still holding onto your things even when the customer who stood behind him joined you both after paying. Juyeon’s bangs shook when he refused to give your things back, insisting that you should be the one to carry the coffee instead. 

“Coffee is important.” He convinces you with that warm smile of his. “Don't drop it!”

With the promise to pay him back for another cup, came a few promises to help with common subjects and overlapping knowledge. And with time, came the fluttering feeling in both your hearts that only grew when you comforted each other in the long nights leading to assignments and exam periods that came all too quickly but passed by excruciatingly slow.

Juyeon made it all worth it though. You walked out of the last two-hour prison of the semester to be greeted with your usual reward packed in a paper bag. If it was anyone else but Juyeon, the contents of the bag would be mushed as you hug it close to you but it's the person that you have missed so much that gets your love first.

“You called me last night, bubs,” Hearing his voice not through the help of technology is more refreshing and you couldn't help but tighten your hold around his figure. 

“Every day is missing Juyeon day.” 

“Well for me, every day is a happy day when you're in my life.”

It's a line that he has said to you many times even before he started dating you. Juyeon tried to make the line more interesting each time but one day, mixed with his tiredness and excitedness of finally seeing you, it became the line that revealed his adoration for you.

Hand in hand, Juyeon's thumb caressing the back of your palm, your right arm closely stuck to his left, you both sway and skip to the nearby beach to relish in each other’s company with nature. The light salty breeze scent hits you before you can even see the gigantic natural blue space that seems endless and seamless with the blue sky. As your outfit becomes one with the direction of the wind and the sun is still bright enough for you to know even when your orbs are hidden beneath your eyelids. It’s the little moments like these that the Earth seems to be so rich in beauty and life becomes beautiful although you’ve been studying endlessly for the past three months. 

You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to the body of water that eventually begins to seep into your view as you walk up the small hill. You imagine the school of fish including the friendly dolphins to the misunderstood sharks and all the shapes and sizes of the life forms in there, some dependent on their family whilst some choosing to live alone. 

That’s why you’ve always been so enamoured by the living, along with the sea plants that they harmoniously live with. 

You wonder what kind of thoughts these creatures have as they live in a world much bigger than the land you stand on and if they ever want to explore the whole ocean like most people would love to see the landmarks scattered across the world. If they visit the landmarks of the ocean, would they even remember it? Or would they just swim away, finding it more than satisfactory with the fact that they’re free, especially those who swish through the water with company?

Same with life in the sky, do they ever get tired from flying? Like some people who are scared of a large body of water but are already mid-journey, how do they persevere in their flight and keep going? Do they sometimes look at human transportation and hope that they could bask in that luxury as well? Sleep in the moving vehicle and relax your tense muscles against the cushioned interiors even if it’s just for ten minutes. You want to know the answer to that and maybe, you’ll be able to learn something from the other life form.

You wish sometimes you would be one of them but it’s hard to say so as well because all forms of life experience different hardships and it’s impossible to generalise anything, nor is it truly fair to say one has it better than the other.

That’s when life becomes so complex and beautiful. The fact that you’re so small in the context of the horizon that stretched too far for you to see and comprehend, leaves you appreciating the small things in life.

For you, the arms encircling your middle remind you that no matter what hardships you face, you’ll be able to safely fall back onto someone. That you can freely cry without judgement and that life is lovely whenever he’s in it. Juyeon steals a kiss from your lips before placing another one on your cheek. Your eyelashes flutter open and you swear that Juyeon’s smile is brighter than the sun that smiles down on you both and louder than the crashing waves against the eroding rocks.

And whenever he asks you, “Feeling better?” You know that Lee Juyeon is the one person that you can answer the question truthfully and genuinely.

You both settled with a picnic blanket underneath a substantial amount of coverage from the sun by the park near the beach, the crashing ocean waves still in sight. You observe the tree above you dancing freely in the winds while the birds seem to sing for both of your accomplishments. 

When you look back down by the cue of a single, proud hand clap, you're greeted with numerous small glass containers clinking next to each other. The colours from the neatly presented food only lifted your energy further and your boyfriend’s orbs glimmered more with the help of the sun that still peaks through from the leaves above.

Juyeon complied when you asked him for a bite of his homemade kimbap and spring rolls. The flavours instantly make you nod. “I refuse to believe that your mum didn't make this.” 

Your boyfriend’s smile flattened, dipping further into a frown, “She helped but I did all the cooking and rolling!” 

“Okay, you cute clingy baby.” Leaning in to press a quick kiss against his pouting lips. “I’m just joking around with you.” 

To Juyeon, the peck is way more than just unsatisfactory and his thoughts about it are clearly reflected first from his eyes. Then, his hand landed next to the food box on his far left and made a sweeping motion on the cotton blanket to the right, pushing all of the obstacles between you and him. His knees slide his body closer to you that was once on the other side, and now with your boyfriend only looking at you with the softest, loving gaze between his overgrown bangs, you couldn’t help but purse your lips momentarily. You couldn’t let out a question or comment but that changed in the blink of an eye when leaned in Juyeon, replacing your growing confusion with a muffled chuckle instead.

A soft groan vibrates to your lips, Juyeon complaining about how there was nothing to laugh about—not when his soft lips are between yours. A palm made its way around the back of your neck, pulling your still extensive smile against his more serious ones. Eventually, with the way that Juyeon poured his love into you, you’re determined to do the same to the only person who would only let you claim his lips. A part of his blue and white sweater is now captured in your fist but it did nothing to your heartbeat which starts to pick up whenever Juyeon pulls away to adjust his lip’s position on yours. 

The subtle nose nudges only served your fingers to trail up his arm that held you close, tracing along the vein that started near his elbows and ran his wrist near your pulse on the side of your neck. Now, with the way that your thumb brushes softly on his soft skin, Juyeon could melt further into you, leaning in further to deepen his presence to you. Whenever he pulled back, you would be the one chasing after him pulling on his sweater, wanting to indulge in his loving space even more.

“Who’s the clingy one now?” That lands him a shy hit to his chest that only made him let out a weightless chuckle in the air. “The love of my life and the only one for me,” he whispers sweet nothings as your foreheads kiss each other, a sweet gaze grazing upon your facial features. “I love you, bubs.”

So maybe you weren't hypnotised at all that day. Maybe, the universe didn't hate you after all. Maybe, this was all meant to happen even though you did go through some stress when the sequential events happened.

“I love you more.”

But at least, the universe gave you a free coffee.

Two, you really did meet an angel named Lee Juyeon.

And three, just like how he holds the day when you confess to him that you love him back, you repeat the words that he said to you at the start of all your lovely days, “Every day is a lovely day when you're in my life.”

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 'especially to you...'

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[cloverdaisies]

# GENESIS ༉‧₊˚.

lee juyeon post apocalyptic au / juyeon x fem! reader

༉‧₊˚. “who will be first to bite into the forbidden fruit?”༉‧₊˚.

̗̀➛ genre: sci-fi, romance, action/thriller, angst, touch of fluff, suggestive, enemies to lovers.

̗̀➛ description: the world was destroyed by nuclear warfare, 177 years later the only survivors were those living in a large system of underground bunkers, with food supply running short and rationing proving no longer effective. the higher council decide to send the younger generation of juveniles to the surface to test the earth’s survivability.

̗̀➛ authors note: hi daisies, since i’m back in my the 100 phase i’m channelling my inner 15 year old jasper jordan obsessed self to write this.. i decided to rewatch s1 (refuse to rewatch later seasons for my sanity lmfao) last week whilst i was bedrotting and a spark of inspiration came to me to write this! it’s my first series on this page so do enjoy!

chapters :

̗̀➛ chapter one

༉‧₊˚. > the bunker project genesis is being discussed, it seems as if the plan to send the delinquent youth to the surface is their only chance to guarantee whether it’s truly survivable up there.. that’s if.. it is successful..

̗̀➛ chapter two

̗̀➛ chapter three

̗̀➛ chapter four

̗̀➛ chapter five

#— series: genesis navi 🗺️ #tbz #the boyz #the boyz x reader #the boyz imagines #the boyz fanfic #kpop imagines #the boyz x you #the boyz fluff #tbz imagines #juyeon x you #juyeon x reader #tbz juyeon #juyeon angst #juyeon imagines #the boyz juyeon #juyeon fanfic #juyeon fic #lee juyeon #juyeon #tbz au #deoboyznet #the boyz au #the boyz ff #kpop x reader #kpop fluff #kpop au #kpop fanfics #kpop fanfic #juyeon au

[jinisnuggets]

ιт'ѕ ¢αℓℓє∂ кαямα

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴶᵘʸᵉᵒⁿ ˣ ᵍⁿ/ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᴬⁿᵍˢᵗ, ˢᵐᵘᵗ?

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ¹.⁵ᵏ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗⁱᵛᵉ, ˢʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ, ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ, ˡᵃᶜᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵗᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ʷʰᵒ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᶜᵃˡ ᵐᵃʲᵒʳ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵉʳⁱᵒᵘˢˡʸ, ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᵏᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʳᵉᵍᵘˡᵃʳ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ, ⁱᵗ ᵇᵒᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ, ᵏᵃʳᵐᵃ ⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃˡ...

ᵇᵃⁿⁿᵉʳ: @cafekitsune

Your boyfriend, who was majoring in becoming a doctor… really couldn't take a break from his studies.

Although you were younger than him, you had already graduated completely and we're moving on to the next chapter of your life.

Yes maybe you were still listening to music on your headphones as you logged into Minecraft to play with some of your SO’s friends (which was honestly one of your favorite things to do), you still couldn't help but still feel like you really did take huge step forward now that the next part was finding a job to maintain yourself and move out of your dorm, having the freedom to create your own rules.

However he was just…

“I'm bothering you?” You heard your boyfriend say still looking at his assignments.

“I don't want you to take it badly- it isn't that you're bothering me but I feel like we can never hang out or go on dates anymore.”

“I know I'm sorry babe- I'm really trying my best, I promise once this is over I'll have more time for you.”

“Take your time! But just try to make a bit more time for our relationship, like lets get a us night where we can watch a movie or a drama... I don't know but let's do something.”

A slow smile formed on his face as he turned around to look at you, nodding softly with some of the most innocent eyes.

“I'll see what I can do.”

Leaving the room, you brought yourself to the couch which sat peacefully in the living room, slowly laying down and taking your phone out of your pocket.

The more you thought about it the more you realized you really were truly lucky to have someone like Juyeon next to you. For as far as you could remember Juyeon always had that reputation as a guy who was hard to date, not even because he played hard to get, but because he just naturally wasn't interested in having a relationship.

A man who was so focused on his studies and truly rarely felt affection towards anyone, it really did make a perfect combination. Truthfully you enjoyed all those qualities of the man who you often saw in your dreams, good human being, handsome, studious, and open to trying new things. He was someone who could easily be trusted even by those who had trust issues, like yourself.

The furthest memories of your crush on him went all the way back to middle school, when you were 13 and he was 14. You were never the type who just glanced at someone and declared them your hallway crush just so you could find a brand new one 2 days later… when you had a crush it was damn serious, and anyone who knew you would say the same thing.

Juyeon was one of those guys who had pulled you into their game of catch, and you weren't complaining because at the end of the day… it was you who won, which had a guaranteed winning percentage of 0% at the time, now that you were in your 20's you often laugh at your younger self.

You couldn't remember when things began going downhill in your relationship with Juyeon, all you knew is that it was during college, both of you played a part in that and no one could deny it. Although it upsetted you, you could never bring it up due to his busy schedule, so today that he stayed in the dorm in order to complete his work, you took the opportunity to talk with him about it, which didn't go as expected but at least it was said.

But you just had a gut feeling that nothing would change… and for some reason it just really bothered you.

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You found yourself standing in front of his door, late but still early, you had to be quick because it was a school night, and you completely knew that after the first move was played there was no going back.. it was worth thinking if what you were doing was okay, but you just wanted to tell your lover that you really needed his attention and would do anything for it.

Bringing your eyes to the fixed person in front of you, you brought yourself to ask “Do you want anything?” as you held a glass of water above your appeared to be empty hand, taking a sip before placing it on his side table that was full of his folders and books.

To your surprise… well you didn't know if you could say that when you fully expected it- Juyeon was sitting on his bed, laptop on lap with notebook on his side.

“That's kind but no thank you, I am okay for right now. If you want you can come join me for some time”

You smiled and nodded as you realized your boyfriend hadn't forgotten and took into consideration what you had said earlier.

Maybe there wasn't a need to go so far..?

Juyeon focused on his laptop as you leaned on his shoulder, resting your arm on his waist and looking at the screen in front of you, you really were lucky to find such a green flag- however, the fact he prioritized his studies so much was bothering you… a lot more than you thought it would and part of you felt guilty for that… especially because he was so passionate about becoming a doctor and you limited that experience for him. You really couldn't help feel this way, but you always found a way to reason with yourself.

Before you realized, your body had acted for you and you had unconsciously closed Juyeon’s laptop and threw it to the side.

Glancing at your boyfriend who started at you with a confused stare, mouth opening as if he was about to make a comment on your behavior, you interrupted him before he could speak, “Don't you think that's enough work for today..? Babe..?”

Juyeon chuckled awkwardly before responding “Y/n- I can't rest until I finish my assignment.”

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend's response, slowly turning back to look at him with a bored and somewhat offended glare.

“Seriously Juyeon, what's up with you? You have a total of 4 years to complete and earn your degree! There's many people who have managed to complete it without an issue and no need to overwork themselves so much. Why can't you be like them?”

Juyeon slowly lifted his head to look at you as he noticed your angry tone.

“Look I'm sorry, I get why you're mad- I haven't been prioritizing you and I sincerely apologize for that. I promise I'll do better.” You heard him respond, although he had a bit of annoyance scattered around his voice, he truly was sincere and truthful.

That wasn't enough for you however.

“If you're gonna tell me that then start to prove it.”

You didn't intend your voice to sound so aggressive, but you definitely did put yourself on top of him with your tone.

“I promise I will- just give me time. Tomorrow I'll invite you out for dinner and I'll take you shopping.”

“Juyeon- I don't want any of that.”

Voice low and monotone, waiting for your boyfriend's response, who was lost looking into your deep colored eyes.

“Then what do you want me to do?”

Smiling, you slowly brought yourself closer to him, kissing him slowly, making sure to deliver all of your love through that one, simple, long kiss.

“What was that for-..?” He asked, with a small smile forming on his face as he laid down pulling you on top of him. If there was a better opportunity to carry on with your plan, the best time was to do it now.

“Listen Juyeon, I don't want you to spend your money on me... What I want is you.”

You couldn't hold yourself from topping him who looked so innocent at the moment. You sat him down on the bed and started kissing him, you knew he loved when you were the first to initiate a romantic moment, which caused you to slide your hands down his chest and into his waist which was proportionate to the rest of his body. Slowly traveling your hand to his stomach and massaging his abs, bringing your hand under his shirt.

“Shit- you're really doing something to me…” he said, with an out of breath voice as he groaned ever so slightly, slowly the feeling of his hardened bulge became more obvious.

You brought yourself down, wrapping your mouth around him and his pants, you could hear his moans becoming louder and his covered dick twitching.

“Fuck- I'm close…”

And those were the words you were waiting to hear, because at the sound of them you lifted yourself from his bed and walked down to the door as he stared you down with a visibly confused look on his face

“You're just gonna leave me like that?”

Responding, you muttered “It’s called karma.” as you opened the door, waving goodbye and goodnight to your panicked boyfriend.

On the way back to your room you just really couldn't help but laugh, how funny it was to see him get a taste of his own medicine.

Guess Karma really did exist.

#fanfiction #scenarios #headcannons #kpop #fluff #kpop scenarios #scenario #the boyz #the boyz juyeon #juyeon the boyz #lee juyeon #the boyz x reader #the boyz x you #the boyz x male reader #the boyz x fem reader #juyeon x reader #juyeon x you #juyeon #angst #angst smut #kpop smut #kpop group #kpop fanfic #kpop idols

[ericshoney]

Picture Perfect ~ Lee Juyeon (Yandere)

Warnings: Yandere, jerking off, sending pics, mad/crazy!juyeon

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It was a Friday night. Juyeon was sat in his dark bedroom, staring at the wall full of pictures. Pictures of you. At work, walking the streets, even at home. Juyeon was a master behind the camera, taking pictures of you when you didn't even notice. His favourite was one of his most recent ones, you standing in your bedroom, half naked.

Juyeon smiled holding the picture in his hands. He stared at the picture, imagining your body in his hands. As he let his mind wander, he felt himself getting hard.

"Oh fuck." He cursed.

Not being able to contain himself, Juyeon pulled his shorts and boxers down, letting his hard member spring free. He gently stroked himself, moaning softly, but then got a wicked idea. A small smirk rose to his lips.

Juyeon grabbed his phone and set it up so it was facing him. He was careful not to show his face, just his lower body, especially his dick. He then pressed record.

"Hmm... Y/n~"

Juyeon moaned out your name, touching himself gently. His eyes closed as he pictured your sweet face helping him. As he kept rubbing himself, he moaned louder, dreaming of you.

"Oh fuck...Y/n, so pretty~"

Before he knew it, Juyeon came hard all over his bed. He chuckled and kept touching himself before stopping the recording. After cleaning up quickly, Juyeon sent the video to you by an unknown number.

"My pretty girl, you'll soon fall for me~"

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You sat in your room, your phone pinged. You looked at it, seeing the unknown number and a video. You felt confused but watched it anyway.

"Hmm.... Y/n~"

Your blood ran cold hearing the moans and your name. You dropped your phone as the video continued to play, seeing a video of a man jerking off to you. As the video ended and you heard his voice again, you felt scared and worried. You knew you had to be careful, having a stalker now.

#au #kpop #the boyz #the boyz fanfic #juyeon #lee juyeon #yandere #kpop yandere #yandere oneshot #yandere fanfic #yandere x reader #x you #juyeon x reader #juyeon x you #yandere juyeon #request

[jaestrz]

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 - 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧 이주연

genre: fluff (soft hours) [juyeon x reader]

‘cuz all of the small, things that you do. Are what remind me why I fell for you’

The apartment smelled nothing except for his cologne. It shows how you never really cleaned the house properly so the scent would stay. You missed him too much it hurts your head.

It’s been so hard without him at home with you. You couldn’t think the last time you had a good day since he left for tour. God. Only God knows how much torture it is to be separated by your loved ones. Every single room felt empty, quiet. Cold. Without his presence. It’s not like he didn’t communicate with you, it’s just the difference with the time zone. Juyeon was at the other side of the world.

But that never stopped his accompany for you. He adored watching you close your eyes. You sleep so calm.

You don’t know what to feel without Juyeon because for 6 months without him, you were like a lost puppy not knowing the way home. Wake up to see Ju yeon wasn’t in your screen anymore and he had left his usual text messages, got ready for nothing and ended up back in bed after one meal.

You don’t even know how you survived that. You were too caught up in bed, inhaling his cologne and fell asleep without checking your phone or surroundings for the whole day.

The sound of the apartment main door creaked when Juyeon opened it. A weird express of emotion caught on his face when he notice how quiet the house was with the living room lights off. Juyeon checked his messages and you didn’t text him anything. The previous information that he would return was only left unread by you. Your shoes were still there, beside his unused one.

His footsteps padded their way, bringing his luggage and duffel bag with him into the room. When he turned on the light, Juyeon acknowledged your sleeping presence. He noticed how you were sleeping with all of your plushies that Juyeon found familiar. How could he forget? Half of them was his gift to you. But then he remembered how you had rarely go to bed with them anymore. This would be the first time since ages. Juyeon settled his things aside so he could keep it away later and went to shower quietly. And quickly. He wanted to be in your arms as fast as he could.

Maybe the quiet lasted a while because you soon woke up to his own phone notifications.

“I see a sleepyhead waking up, hi love. I’m home.” You see Juyeon walked towards you with damped hair, laying beside you. You laughed, feeling him snake his arm around your waist to close the gap in between you and him. This felt much better for you. Probably for him too.

It felt like heaven again. “I miss you. Badly.” You murmured, half asleep. Earning a chuckle from Juyeon himself. “I miss you too dummy. Did you took care of yourself nicely when I was away?”

You shrugged. You don’t know if you took care yourself either. “It was okay. Your mom came here a few times so I wasn’t lonely.” His hands found its way to play with your hair while listening to you. “you didn’t go out with your friends?”

You shook your head. There was nothing but silence that filled the room.

It wasn’t like an uncomfortable situation or boring. It felt more like he was hearing what your heart says and it was comforting. You wanted moment like this to stay forever. You don’t want this to end. Juyeon’s eyes never left yours, he just stared and kissed you deeply.

Your eyes hold a lot of stories that you didn’t unravel to him. As if he could see the worries in your eyes.

“Is there something bothering you love? You can tell me sweetheart. We promise to not keep secrets from each other right?”

You stopped breathing for a second seeing how your vision starts to get blurry, Juyeon wiped the tears that was streaming down your cheek. You were struggling to form words in your head. “breathe baby. I’m here.” You love how transparent you could be around him. No judgements, no lies, nothing fake.

Just him. Juyeon.

“I had bad days. I denied it so much so I could think that it was good when in reality it was worse than I thought. There was a day where I think I didn’t do anything and just stayed at home. I had nightmares and you weren’t there so it was harder for me to sleep. I know it’s your job and I agree to it so it’s stupid of me-”

Juyeon hold you so close and careful, as if you were made out of porcelain. His heart felt like it shattered into pieces knowing he made you feel that way. “Your feelings are valid sweetheart. Don’t think that you’re stupid because you felt that way y/n. You deserve to tell how you feel.”

To him, what you feel was the most important thing in the world. Juyeon needs to know if you’re alright or not. So it could be avoided in the future if he accidentally hurt your feelings.

“I’ll be here with you from now on. It’s okay, I promise. I understand what you feel. It must’ve hurt a lot.” Juyeon sighed sadly. Hearing your breathing slowed down.

“I love you so goddamn much.” You breathed. There was a soft kiss on your lips before he returned.

“I love you too y/n. With my whole universe.”

‘When we’re apart, and I’m missing you. I close my eyes and all I see is you.’

‘And the small things you do.’

#lee juyeon #juyeon #the boyz #tbz juyeon #tbz #ao3 #love #fanfic #imagines #tbz x reader #juyeon tbz #tbz fluff #tbz fanfic #tbz imagines #juyeon imagines #juyeon x you #juyeon fanfic #juyeon drabbles #drabbles #short story

[oomuns]

the boyz and how they take care of you

tags — fluff, ot11 x gn!reader, unedited

sangyeon always makes sure you can't hurt yourself. he covers the corners of tables with his hand when you bend down to pick something up, and the top of the car door when you get in and out of a car. he has bandaids in hand at all times ("in case of emergencies," he says.) he’d make you take off your shoes and use his instead when they become too painful to walk in. he would have one hand around you during public transport; always ready to catch you in case you fall when the ride stops abruptly.

jacob never lets you overwork yourself. he'd check up on you whenever you're holed up in your room, stressing over whatever you're working on. he would bring you food and (if it's possible, healthy) snacks so you can eat while you work. besides reminding you to drink water, he'd also make you warm drinks, like a cup of tea or hot chocolate. he'd make you go to sleep when you've been working for far too long, dragging you to bed and wrapping his arms around you. with a kiss, he'd shush your complaints and continues to hold you in his arms until you fall asleep.

younghoon loves it when you fall sleep on his shoulder. after kissing the top of your head, he’d brush strands of hair off your face so it wouldn’t bother you when you sleep. he makes other people shut up when they're being loud in case it would disturb your peaceful slumber. he’d rest his head on top of yours, with one hand smoothing over the back of your hand, further lulling you into a deep sleep. even when his arm is cramping up and his bladder his full, he wouldn't move an inch, scared of the prospect of waking you up.

even after years of dating, hyunjae still rushes to your side to open the car door for you. he insists on driving, and when he steps on the brakes, he would have one arm outstretched in front of you so you wouldn’t hit the dashboard. with a window rolled down, he’d wait for you to get inside before driving off, watching as your back disappear behind the door. he’d text you when he reaches his place, and would send a selfie of himself grinning ear to ear with a thumb's up pose to ensure you that he’s safe and sound.

to juyeon, doing household chores and other domestic things with you is only the bare minimum. coming up from behind you, he’d take things on shelves that are out of your reach. he insists on changing your bulbs for you; claiming that it’s too dangerous for you to do on your own. you and juyeon take turns on cooking duty and washing the dishes, and sometimes he would even do both without any complaint. also expect having regular laundry days with him, where he’d help you change your sheets and put clothes away.

kevin has gotten used to getting ready with you. he’d help you zip up or button your clothes when it’s hard for you to reach them by yourself. his fingers would brush your skin when he helps you put on jewelry, and it never fails to send shivers up your spine. he keeps a spare hair tie or a headband with him at all times, ready to give it to you when your hair is starting to bother you. when he takes you out to eat, he never forgets to roll up the sleeves of your shirt so it wouldn’t get stained by the food you were eating.

chanhee doesn’t share his food with just anyone, but he always offers you the first bite of his food. when you're eating together, he's open your sauce packets and refill your glass without you having to ask him to. despite his tight schedule, he always makes time to make sure you’re eating regularly and staying hydrated. and when he has no time to meet you in person, he’d send you a cryptic text message saying ‘open the door’. when you finally do, you’d be greeted by food that had been ordered by him delivered to your doorstep. 

changmin never fails to keeps you comfortable. when it's cold, he'd pull you into a hug and make an attempt to wrap you in his jacket. if you ask, he'd give you his jacket (he'd complain for a bit, maybe fake a dramatic pout, but he'd still end up giving it to you). he always manages to find something to put over you when you're asleep so you can stay warm. he would also wipe your face with micellar water whenever you forget to do so, careful not to wake you up as he drags the cotton pad across your face.

everyone knows that haknyeon is a gentleman. he knows the sidewalk rule; he moves you so that he would walk on the side closer to the road. he's also careful to walk right next to you when you cross roads, and he's always on the side where the cars are approaching. he holds open every door for you, smiling sweetly before motioning for you to go through the door first. when he's alone with you, he tries his best to give you his undivided attention, only every so often checking his phone for important messages.

sunwoo is always discreet when it comes to taking care of you. you never notice, but he's always watching you from across the room, ready to save you from whatever situation you're in whenever you start to show signs of discomfort. he stops you from picking on your scars and lips by wrapping his hand around your wrist, or better yet, he'd lace your fingers with his and kiss the back of your hand. after eating, he'd wordlessly wipe the corners of your lips and clean your hands with tissue, even when it seems like his attention isn't on you.

eric wants you to know that you can rely on him. he never lets you carry anything heavy, so he's often found with your bag on his shoulder and the results of your shopping spree gripped tightly in his other hand. he always picks you up on every date; opening the front door would reveal eric grinning with a bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand. he also walks you to the front door when he's taking you home, not forgetting to hug you tightly and kiss your hairline before he leaves.

#by aira 📓 #the boyz #tbz fluff #tbz x you #tbz x reader #lee sangyeon #sangyeon fluff #jacob bae #jacob bae fluff #kim younghoon #younghoon fluff #lee hyunjae #hyunjae fluff #lee juyeon #juyeon fluff #kevin moon #kevin moon fluff #choi chanhee #chanhee fluff #ji changmin #changmin fluff #ju haknyeon #haknyeon fluff #kim sunwoo #sunwoo fluff #eric sohn #eric sohn fluff #tbz drabbles #tbz imagines #the boyz x reader

[sanaxo-o]

Wish I was her (Lee Juyeon)

Angst, one sided love, Miyeon is not the one from Idle y’all

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Sitting in a circle, loud music blasting in the background, everyone in your friend group had their own drinks. Most of you were drunk but sober enough to play a game of spin the bottle. On whomever the bottle lands on they kiss. Gender does not matter.

You had no intention of taking part in this but Miyeon kept on forcing you. Sitting beside her you kept your drink in your hand as you leaned back on the wall.

A few spins were already done. Making out here and there. This was probably the last spin because all of you were already bored. With a uninterested gaze you watched as the bottle was spinning. Slowing down slowly you saw how it started stopping right in front of you.

Lifting your eyes to see on whom you had to kiss you saw Juyeon...staring at you with a unrecognisable gaze. Gulping you went towards him as he did the same. When you both were a few inches apart he came more close to you.

His lips on yours. Moving slowly as he tenderly kissed you. This moment could have went on forever but he pulled away. Before he pulled away completely he came close to your ear as he whispered.

"This kiss does not mean anything. I hope you keep this in mind." Merely nodding you went back to your seat.

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"Y/N...you're close with Juyeon right? What do you think about him?" Hearing what Miyeon said you stopped what you were doing as you faced her.

"What...do you mean? Do you...like him or something?" You asked carefully hoping she would say no.

"I don't know. Maybe? I mean...he's nice, funny and he also has the looks. Can you see if he is maybe interested in me?" You slowly nodded your head at her as Miyeon hugged you tightly.

You and your best friend liking the same guy? I mean...you knew you had no chance against her. Everyone liked her. You were nothing but just a side character.

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Sitting in the library you anxiously kept stealing glances at Juyeon as he was writing something down. Sighing you closed your book as you stared up at him.

"What do you think about Miyeon?" You saw how he stopped what he was doing. Staring at you with a questionable look he tilted his head slightly.

"Why are you asking this so suddenly?"

"Nothing...just curious. I mean everyone likes her. What do you think about her?" You saw how he got lost in his thoughts.

"I mean...she is nice, humble, pretty even. Whenever she smiles at me my heart starts beating really fast. She's just so....nice, she is also good at whatever she does." You stopped breathing for a second. This was more then that. Juyeon liked her...

"I...I see. I will see you tomorrow. I just remembered something urgent. Bye!" Gathering all your things you sprinted out of the library without waiting for Juyeon's reply.

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"So...what did Juyeon say?" Miyeon asked excitedly as she jumped up and down. Seeing her acting like this made you smile.

Picking up your dog belly, you kept her on your lap.

"He likes you. I am sure of it. You both would make a....great couple." You forcefully said those words as you saw how her eyes lit up at what you said.

"Omg. Y/N. Please do me one more favour. Convince him to go on a date with me. I don't have the guts to ask him out. Can't you do something? You're great in these kind of things." You looked at Miyeon as she joined her hands.

You wanted to say no. You wanted to tell her. You wanted to tell her that you're hurt. You wanted to just tell her that you also like him, tell her you did not want to do that but looking at her right now, Ilooking at her smile like this made you feel like a horrible friend. You can't just make her sad because you can't get the man you like. Because you're being such a coward at confessing your feelings. Because you're not as good as her.

Nodding you diverted your attention to Belly. Stroking her head you stared of into nothing.

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"Juyeon...just meet me here in this park at 6:00 P.M. I have to say something. Dress nicely too." Biting your lips you nervously sent the text as Miyeon kept on shaking you.

Standing up you bid your goodbye to her as you walked away. You wished you were her in many circumstances but they went away quickly. But right now you wished that you had her life more than anything.

Getting in the washroom you went in a empty stall as you locked it. Sitting on top of the lid you silently let your tears out.

Why did you never get what you wanted? Why does no one love you? Are you that unlikable?

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Sitting in the cafeteria you used your laptop to complete your English assignment when you heard loud noises.

Stopping the song you looked in the direction the noise was coming from. There stood Juyeon and Miyeon. Looking down at their intertwined hands you held back your tears as you put on your fake smile when you saw them coming towards you.

As soon as Miyeon came close to you she hugged you tightly making you let out a small laugh. A mere tear slipped through your eyes as you immediately wiped it before anyone noticed it.

"I see that it all worked out between you two. I am...glad it did." Stoping mid sentence you took a deep breath so that your voice does not crack.

"Yes. Thank you so much Y/N, without you I don't think we would've been together right now." You nodded your head at Juyeon.

Standing up you gathered your things.

"Wait...you're leaving? We just came here tho." You saw how Miyeon got a bit sad to see you leaving. You nodded your head as you said your goodbyes to them.

"Yeah. Gotta submit some paperwork to Professor Lee. See you both around."

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"Are you cold? Here take my sweater." You heard Juyeon say. You were gonna deny it but stopped as soon as you saw him talking to Miyeon. Right...

"It looks better on you. You keep it. I love it when you wear my clothes."

But you were also right here. You were also freezing cold. Hell you were shaking from cold. But there was no one who could keep you warm in such a cold night. The one who used to was now someone else's. The man you like is someone else's. Not yours...

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"Are you cold? Here take this." Juyeon said as he placed his sweater on top of you. Denying you tried giving it back to him but this time he made you wear it.

"See. It looks better on you. Come here. I will hug you. You're shaking so much. My hug will keep you warm. Come here now Y/N."

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You said it looked better on me too. What about me?

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"Y/N! Can you take a picture of me and Miyeon?" Before you could even reply Juyeon shoved the camera in your hands.

Him placing his hands on her shoulder as he smiled so brightly.

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"Excuse me! Could you take a picture of us?" Before the stranger could even reply Juyeon ran back to you as he placed his hands on your shoulder.

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"Smile!" Click'

You watched as she walked away with Juyeon to see some other things. You wanted to hate her to the point you did not want to see her face again but how could you even? She was such a angel.

As much as she was nice you still wanted her dead.

Did all those moments he spent with you meant nothing to him? Probably not. He is much happier with Miyeon anyways.

You're not even as pretty as her. She was perfect.

You were just a chapter in their lives. They were just a chapter in your life. Your life is yet to start.

Your heart will always beat for Juyeon a little. But if you wanted these feelings to stop...you first had to stop meeting both of them.

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"Y/N! Hey. Are you coming to Eric's party tonight?"  You stopped in your tracks as you turned to face Juyeon.

"I..don't think I can make it. I actually started working to earn some money so..." saying that you started walking again

"Wait...since when did you start working? Wait for me! And why did you not tell me? Is something going on? You know you can tell me right?" Juyeon said as he tried catching up

"Nothing is going on Juyeon. Why don't you just go with Miyeon to Eric's party? You both would be eating each other's faces of anyways. And I don't think you will even notice that I was gone. Just...don't mind me. I already told Eric I am not coming." Saying that you ran off to your next class

"That was a bit mean. Me and Miyeon don't kiss that much...maybe we do...What is wrong with her tho....I was just being nice..." Juyeon said as he walked away from there.

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"Miyeon. Where's Y/N?"

"She said she started working so she cannot make it to the party.." Miyeon trailed of as she sat beside Juyeon.

"Since when did she start working? Is something wrong? She has been very distant nowadays..." Miyeon heard Eric talking.

"Wait...did she not tell you? She said she told you that she cannot come.."

"She technically lied to you Miyeon. Something's going on with her. We all know it and the way she is avoiding you and Juyeon like a plague these past few days we all know something is wrong. I can't believe you both did not notice it with the fact you both were the closest with her." Eric said as he walked away.

"Not to be mean you two...but Eric was kinda right. You both are just so caught with each other that you did not even notice your closest friend is going through something..." Chanhee trailed of as he went back to using his phone.

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-💬

Miyeoniee💞

Hey...meet me at the cafe near our university tomorrow. Don't make a excuse please.

Looking at the text you sighed as you threw your phone on your bed. Laying down, thoughts started occupying your mind.

What did she want to talk about? Did she get to know that you like Juyeon? Is she going to end your friendship? Or is it something else?

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"Y/N here!"

Looking in the direction the voice came from, you wished nothing more then to just runaway.

Beside Miyeon sat Juyeon as he held her hand in his. What if instead of Miyeon you were there? Would things be different? Would you be happy right now?

"Hey...what did you want to talk about?" You said that as you took a seat in front of them.

"What do you want? Anything to drink or eat? My treat.."

"I don't plan on staying here for too long Miyeon. Just say what you wanted to talk about..." You saw how she looked down as if she was contemplating something

"Is something wrong Y/N? Is your family going through something? You know that you can tell us right?" You looked down as soon as she uttered those words...

"How...how did you not notice Miyeon? How did you not notice that I also had feelings for Juyeon?"

"Wh-what..." you slowly looked up when you heard Juyeon's voice. Just to see him staring at you in shock.

"Why did you not tell me?" Miyeon asked quietly

"If you weren't just so obsessed with your life you would've noticed it. Look I am tired of being everyone's second choice Miyeon. I am tired of the fact that I will always be a side character in everyone's life....I thought that if I set you up both my feelings for Juyeon will go away but it did not. The more I saw him being so nice to you it reminded me of the fact that he also did those things with me...I thought that maybe if I avoided you both my feelings will go away but...in the end I will always have some feelings for Juyeon. I did not want to come in between you both so just...let me be..."

You stormed out from there but before you could leave the place you turned around just to see Juyeon comforting Miyeon...

Right...you will always be everyone's second choice...

Opening the door you went to the park you used to go always go to whenever you were sad.

Sitting on a bench you let your tears fall. Nothing would be the same anymore. Why did you do that? You could've just acted like everything was fine again. You were great at that.

"Here...wipe your nose. You look like a fool.." looking up with your teary eyes you saw Eric standing in front of you. Taking the handkerchief from his hand you wiped your nose.

"I saw...and heard everything you said...just so you know you're not everyone's second choice...at least not for me..you will always be my first choice no matter what."

"Really?" You asked in a small voice as you looked ahead as people walked past you both.

"Hmm..." taking your hand in his hand  he held it in a tight comforting grip "I will always be here for you. I think I fell in love with you...a little bit..or maybe a lot..I know you don't even like me right now..but I hope you will in the future. You were not just a side character...you're more then that. You're the person I always noticed when people were busy looking at Miyeon."

You stared at your intertwined hands and then at Eric just to see him staring at you. He slowly leaned in as he gave your forehead a kiss.

"Can I...court you?" You stared at him for a while. You saw how he was biting his lips in nervousness.

"Yeah...you can"

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Idk if this is good or not. I was listening to Heather and just wanted to write on this 😭. I don’t even think this will get a lot of attention….

Tagging: @deoboyznet

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[ceebit]

⠀⠀⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀ in love ⠀· l. juyeon

⟡ note : me, near tears, in cat’s dms at ass o’clock in the morning : he makes me so ill… i need to scoop his heart out and hold it with my bare hands / cat, nodding sagely : so true

⟡ wc : 0.5k. fluff. juyeon has my heart but this is old news already. (this was supposed to be his birthday fic but. brain refused to work </3 happy belated bday to the boy of my heart)

how does it feel to be in love?

eye opening, he’d answer. he’s got all these little miscellaneous pieces of information dancing around his head now, like your favorite characters from one specific movie and how you like to watch raindrops race against windows with a warm cup of tea. definitely a lot more calming than he was expecting, to say the least.

he’s heard all these stories. these tales of dramatic and life turning events leading to realizing that one person out of a billion is yours, and he doesn’t feel it. the… burning urges, the fire in his chest, the reality warping incidents. he’d rather leave that to the movies and otherworldly dates hyunjae comes back from.

but he still feels something. a deep tug in his heart when he sees you—really sees you, existing in this time and place with him—that makes the tips of his ears tinge red and common words fail to come forth. and he doesn’t know how to explain it, but while he’s heard of others that ran head first into love, he does know it more or less tapped his shoulder and smiled at him like a long lost friend.

how does it feel to be in love?

freeing, he’d add after a moment’s pause. the assurance in someone else knowing you as well as you know yourself, sometimes even better, and accepting you still, despite your faults. the settled weight in your mind and soul after giving yourself the chance to be vulnerable with someone who loves you. silent mornings spent with his head on your shoulder as the sun rises. grocery shopping after the sunday morning tide. the way your nose scrunches when you can’t help but laugh at his stupid jokes, shoving his shoulder away in the midst of trying to catch your breath.

that split second when you catch them suspended in time and think, i love you. i love you, i love you, i love you. and you feel like the luckiest person alive knowing they love you back tenfold.

saying he fell in love makes it feel like he didn’t have a choice. like you’d bewitched him somewhere down the line with your cunning wits and whims and he was merely acting with his heart and not his head.

it’s more like. a stroll? through a park with your hand in his and talking about what dog you might want to adopt one day. or like the comfort of finally crawling into bed after a long day and getting to fall asleep knowing he’ll wake up next to you.

or something. metaphors were always overused and overdone.

how does it feel to be in love?

he smiles when he thinks of you. zones out to memories that construct a web of a life he never would have dreamed of having but now holds on to with a fervor he hadn’t seen himself with—at least pertaining to love of this kind. you’ve entered his life with not a bang but a gentle push, planting seeds of your kind with his, and they tangle and root themselves within him to stay for as long as you’ll let them.

being in love feels like being yours, he’ll conclude. and that’s all he ever wants to be for you.

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[yessa-vie]

12.01 || PIRATE KINGDOM || C.S. SMAU

→ SS NUMBER. 06.

→ WORD COUNT. 13,357.

→ IMPORTANT. normalization of drinking, a lot of pining, Juyeon and y/n are idiots, a lot of teasing from friends, a bit of grinning, mentions of puking.

⇦ || pk || masterlist || 12.02 (📝) || ⇨

                You genuinely didn’t expect for Juyeon to have bought you coffee on that day. You didn’t even expect him to have bought you coffee every single day since you two bumped into each other during practice, and yet, here you were, making your way to the guys dressing room before heading back to the dancers area to get ready for the run through that was going to happen in a few hours, along with hair and makeup you would have to go through.

                Everything was new to you; at the same time everything was the same. You knew the people on that building, your work as an MC wasn’t too long ago for you to forget the ways around the building, not forgetting to answer back to every person that talked to you, especially the staff from MNET itself that had always been nice to you. Yejin decided to stay back, she had met with a few other people from the dance industry, so you were on your own as you knock on their door, smiling widely as you saw Juhakyeon open the door for you and your mind quickly reminded you of the previous conversation with Wooyoung.

                How many more people knew them and you?, that was the question that was coming and going from your mind for a few days now, even more since you woke up to Wooyoung’s texts right after Hyunjin’s alarm woke up the entire sleeping part of the dorm. You needed to have a serious conversation with him about it once you got back.

                “I was told to come here, but-”

                “And you were told correctly,” Sangyeon was quickly by Hak’s side as they both pulled you into their room before you could have the slightest thought of leaving. “When did you arrive?”

                “Not long,” you chuckled and were quick to meet with New’s smile and hug, followed by a few tickles on your side. “Chanhee, if you keep with that work, you’ll lose your position as my favorite in The Boyz…”

                All the guys laughed loudly, and you were soon to meet with the others that started to gather around you, all but one, that made you hold your tongue not to ask. Yejin had made enough comments for you to rethink most of the things you said and did regarding Juyeon. The truth was, you were having fun with him, he was easy to talk to, fun to be around, it was like it was just you two and how well you got each other, and that has been enough for you to want him around for a good amount of time.

                Not that the other guys from The Boyz weren’t, you had gotten extremely close with Q, New, Younghoon, Hyunjae, Sunwoo and Eric, the latter being the second most that you talked to after Juyeon. You had noticed the exchanging looks between all of them, especially when you and Juyeon were close together, but that didn’t seem to bother him, or if it did, he didn’t let it show, so you did that as well. It wasn’t like you were oblivious to how beautiful Juyeon was, you knew that the second you and the others started to watch them at the Skids dorm that night, but once you saw him face to face, it took you a while to get used to.

                There was a reason why Juyeon, Hyunjae and Younghoon were called the Bermuda line, they were definitely the few ones that took you a while longer to feel comfortable and to not make it look like a complete teenage fangirl, luckily, they helped a lot and you saw them controlling themselves to not do the same to you, which relaxed you a little bit. But Juyeon was still an enigma to you of sorts.

                Before you could think much an arm appeared in front of you with a hot cup of coffee, a hand slightly on your back and Juyeon’s cologne found its way to your nostrils and you held yourself not to close your eyes that were wide open from the surprise before turning to him, finding two crescent moons with a wide smile towards you.

                “I thought you said you wouldn’t get me coffee.”

                You giggled as you took the coffee in one hand and hugged his waist with the other, your head going against him chest and you could’ve sworn you heard his accelerated heartbeat, but you couldn’t be sure. You saw his ears turn slightly red before he lowered his head.

                “I was joking, but I was scared that you would actually take it seriously,” his hand scratched the back of his neck and your eyes averted to his muscles for a second before focusing on his face that was still eyeing the floor, “Minho was actually the one that said if I wanted to get you coffee I should and that you weren’t mad, that I would actually surprise you with it, so I took the shot I guess…”

                Your eyes widened a little.

                Minho also knew them.

                Juyeon and Minho were talking about you.

                You felt butterflies in your stomach and felt the tingle on your cheeks, trying to hide it behind the rim of the cup, feeling completely aware of his eyes now on you, as yours were on the floor. Why would they talk about you? What would they talk about you? Why Minho never said a word about knowing Juyeon while he heard you vent to Hyunjin this morning?

                “Does everyone know everyone in this industry?”

                You said low, but you both chuckled at your question, and he nodded.

                “We’ve been friends since debute, he’s actually one of my closest friends if I may say,” you almost choked on your coffee and the smirk on Minho’s face from breakfast came back full force into your mind. “You ok? Did I-”

                “I’m fine!” Your voice was quick, and you notice some of the members hide a smile or a laugh, but Juyeon’s eyes were still full of concern. “I’m fine, I just… He never said you guys were friends, I mean… I knew that Felix and Han were close with Eric and Sunwoo, earlier I found out Hak and Wooyoung from Ateez also know each other, so like… It still shocks me how so many people I know also know each other.”

                “Yeah, it’s crazy, but I promise I didn’t say anything bad about you to Minho, and neither did he,” his smile was still present, and you could feel your full face turning red, so you nodded before drinking a bit more of your coffee. “You have the schedules?”

                “Yes!” Your eyes averted to the place he pointed, where Jacob and Kevin were scanning and you decided to join them, fully aware of Juyeon behind you as you seated beside Kevin who gave you a tight hug and Jacob took your hand kissing the back of it, both of them smiling at you. “So, you guys excited?”

                You felt the space beside you sink, but you felt Juyeon behind you, surprised a little by the sight of Eric beside you, his head resting on your shoulder as you kissed the crown of his head.

                “Took you long enough,” his voice was tired, and you knew they all haven’t slept much with the whole prep for the comeback. “Where is the coffee from? Can I have some?”

                “No idea, and no you can’t, Juyeon got it for me, and I think I slept like only two hours today, I need this.” You laughed as you turned the cup again feeling the warmth of the coffee fill you up and awake your brain. God you were thankful for Minho and Juyeon at that moment. “Also, when are you guys getting ready for the stage?”

                “Probably while Pentagon is at their training session,” Q’s voice made you shot your eyes up, finding him already smiling at you as he squatted on the other side of the table looking at the sheet of paper for the performance order. “New was right, you look dead.”

                “You two are no longer my favorites!”

                They all laughed as they gathered closer to the couch and table you and the others were.

                “They haven’t been your favorites since Juyeon started to take you out of practice to eat,” it was Sunwoo who said it loud and clear, and you held your gaze to not meet his that was already on you. “No need to pretend, you say it yourself on your twitter he was now your favorite!”

                “True, but still…” Your mind then remembered of the comments that picture brought, and you eyed all of them concerned a little. “You guys all know I like all of you right? This is just a joke, right?”

                They all laughed loudly before you felt a hand on your left shoulder finding Younghoon looking at you with joyful eyes.

                “We are just messing with you, (y/n), don’t worry about it!”

                His hand patted your hair, you rested your head on Kevin’s shoulder before taking the last drop of the coffee that Juyeon had gotten you.

                “Is Zombie (y/n) a nice zombie or a mad zombie?”

                You chuckled with him, Jacob and Eric as he spoke it in english, something they decided they were gonna do it with you so your english got better and you possibly have better work opportunities as you had told them a few days back.

                “Depends on who’s asking.”

                Your eyes quickly averted to Eric that raised his hands up as if pretending innocence and you quickly jumped on him, hugging him tightly making everyone laugh as you two almost fell out of the couch. A knock on the door made all of you exchange glances and one of the staff members to open it up coming back with a few bags of sandwiches and you all knew what those meant, so it got you excited.

                “There’s one for (y/n) as well…” At Sangyeon’s words, you suddenly froze, it had been a while since people sent in their names and phones numbers to you from those sandwiches, and you didn’t really expect to happen here. You were supposed to be just a dancer. “How did they know you are here?”

                “That’s the million-dollar question…”

                Your laugh was week and they all noticed, but it was Jacob’s comment that made you take this the fun way that you were previously.

                “Could be from the skids or your friends, no? They know you are here with us.”

                You shook your head slightly as you noticed them all opening the sandwich bag and their comments as to whom got numbers and who didn’t and which ones they got.

                You knew they were popular, but you didn’t expect for them to get so many numbers, and not only from idols, but also from the dancers that were gonna be on the show that you knew about thanks to Yejin.

                “Bermuda line strikes again!”

                You heard someone say, probably Sunwoo and your eyes shot back finding Hyunjae waving four papers, Younghoon with six and Juyeon with eight papers waving at the others. You laughed along with the others, aware of all their eyes as you noticed Juyeon discard the eight pieces of paper before starting to eat.

                “Too good for those?”

                “I don’t know, and I don’t care…”

                He answered New’s question, and you heard all the boys tease him.

                “Why? You have someone that we don’t know?” You felt the whole room go silent and you suddenly regretted asking, especially as you felt Juyeon’s eyes stop on you while he whipped some of the residue of the corner of his mouth. “Maybe one of them can catch your eye and you are running away for what? So, I get it if you have someone-”

                “I have my eyes on someone actually,” he cut you off and you felt your stomach drop. You didn’t know what made you ask that, you two had gotten close, but your relationship with him was different than the one with Eric, Sunwoo and Hyunjae, maybe you had crossed a line. “She doesn’t know it yet though, but I don’t want to lead people on, not until I tell her about it and have her rejecting me at least.”

                “She’d have to be crazy to reject you,” you voice came before your brain could stop your mouth from opening; you felt all eyes were on you both, but you didn’t actually care for once. You didn’t want someone that you cared about to deprive themselves of falling in love or do whatever made them happy, and all these boys had become people that you care about, even if some more than others. “Also, you could always ask for help for others to know what she thinks of you,” you giggled opening your bag of sandwich, aware of all the exchange of glances between the eleven members, “so tell me who she is, maybe I can help?”

                You eyed Juyeon before opening your sandwich already ignoring all the papers you got, mainly after you saw Hyunjin, Hari and Yejin’s name in there.

                “Someone is as popular as the Bermuda line apparently.”

                You then lifted your head meeting Hak’s smirk as he pointed to the mount of papers beside you.

                “It’s just my friends playing a prank, don’t get too excited, Hak!”

                Before you noticed, Eric got the numbers and ran away from you, Kevin’s hands quickly on your waist stopping you from going after Eric who was already reading the names on each paper. You smiled victorious as all the names so far had been of your friends. Hari had started that when you became an MC, the girls and some of the guys quickly joined in for the laugh of it.

                “Wooyoung from Ateez?” Eric’s eyes went towards Hak that laughed loudly followed by you, getting weird eyes from everyone. “What’s so funny?”

                “Binnie probably told him about it, we are friends, he already has my number though,” you laughed loudly as you saw Eric rolled his eyes. “You know, there are no new names in there, it’s literally just my-”

                “Minchan from VERIVERY!” He cut your sentence and everyone went silent, all the sudden you felt a pit on your stomach, was he being serious? “Hyojin and Wyatt from ONF!” Eric was smiling and laughing, some of the others were too, some were just eyeing you and you were still processing everything. “All the guys from Golden Child and some of the kids from TOO and one that I cannot read it though,” as he finished, your mouth was open wide and you were still processing the amount of numbers you had received. “So, who you gonna call?”

                “No one?” Your voice was quick, making all the boys eyed you curious. “I’m sure there’s been a mistake or something.”

                “I don’t think so though,” Hyunjae was the one that commented, making your eyes averted to him, noticing how the guys that were behind you were eyeing you curious. “Some of them found out that you were dancing with us, some we told because we were excited, others saw on twitter, others heard from someone else, but there’s no denying you are attractive (y/n) and since you are here as a dancer and not necessarily you, the famous actress, they probably felt confident to send it to you…”

                “Unless…” You heard Jacob’s words as you felt his eyes studying you; a small smile on his lips and you just eyed your sandwich, trying your best to not look anywhere else, especially not at your left as you felt his eyes burning over your skull. “No shit, you do like someone!”

                “No, I don’t!”

                Although your answer was quick, it was what it needed for the boys to gather closer, smile on their faces as they got closer, Eric quick by your side.

                “So, you lied to me and you have a boyfriend.”

                “Is it Cha Eunwoo?”

                You scolded Eric and turned to look at New who was eyeing you with a spark of joy from the gossip. There was a reason you, him and Q were constantly talking, you three liked to gossip about life in general, with that thought you just rolled your eyes before putting the sandwich down and held your head with both hands.

                “But Han said you two weren’t a thing?!”

                “Oh God, you and Eric being friends with the Skids are some of my worst nightmares right now, Sunwoo!” You said loudly as you eyed them. “Me and Eunwoo are just friends! I do not have a boyfriend; I didn’t lie when I said that!”

                “So, you have a crush on someone?”

                Yonghoon’s voice was soft behind you, making you stop on your tracks.

                Did you?

                The conversations with the girls came back to your head, all the conversations you had with Hyunjin about the practice with the guys and how one person constantly was part of it and how you became so eager to see him more and more every single day. And that person was in that room with you, currently behind you.

                But he had eyes on someone, he just told you that himself. If you told them yes, they would want to know who it was and wouldn’t stop until they found out, if you said no, they knew you’d be lying your ass off and maybe try to get the truth out of you. The best was to ignore the question.

                As if your prayers have been heard, Yejin appeared at the door of their room, her eyes were curious for a second as she saw how quiet it was, becoming concern as her eyes landed on you.

                “Yejin! What’s up?”

                It was Sangyeon that asked, implying for her to come inside, she just shook her head looking at you before eyeing the rest of the boys with an apologetic smile.

                “They are asking for the dancers, so I came to get (y/n),” some of the boys groaned as you nodded and got up from the couch, saying a quick and general goodbye before interlacing your arm with Yejin as you two went back to the corridor. “What happened?”

                Her whispered was more like a shy breath and you probably wouldn’t have heard it if our senses weren’t so heightened at that moment, but before you could answer, you heard Juyeon’s voice calling you and you turned, meeting his eyes and a shy smile caring your sandwich bag and handing it to you.

                “You should eat, the performance is later, but the sooner you eat the less likely you get sick or something.”

                “Oh, thanks Ju-yeon,” you wished none of them realized how you took a little longer to finish his name, as you got used to calling him only Ju whenever you two were alone together, thanks to all the attention you two always brought upon yourselves. His smile got brighter, the crescent moons were present and you couldn’t hold back your own smile. “Don’t you forget to finish eating; you need your strength.”

                He nodded and you both eyed each other for a moment, nothing passing by Yejin’s watchful look, and honestly, you were thankful, because you would need her help figuring it out if you really started to develop a crush on Juyeon.

                “As to what happened in the room, the guys-”

                “It’s fine!” You voiced quickly getting a questioning eye from Yejin as Juyeon nodded shyly. “I’m sorry if I pushed you earlier, you don’t need to tell me who you have eyes on, I just want to help, but I get it if you don’t want to tell me.”

                Juyeon stood there staring at you, you noticed his eyes going all over your face, lading or your lips, making you conscious to lick them and at that, his eyes found yours one more time before he sighs and nodded with a sly smile.

                “I promise I’ll tell you, I just-”

                “Take your time, it’s fine, really!” You both smiled and you lifted the sandwich bag. “Thank you by the way, see you at the last rehearsal?”

                “Promise I won’t bump into you this time.”

                “No problem, because if you do, I’m sure you’ll be able to catch me.”

                You tried not to notice Yejin beside you, but Juyeon smirk soon caught all your attention before he nodded.

                “I’ll always catch you, if you need me to.”

                He then turned back heading towards the waiting room he and the others were as you spin on your heels taking Yejin by the arm and having quick steps the furthest away from Juyeon and his ridiculous smirk that’s being on replay in your head over and over again.

                You were fucked.

                Yejin kept quiet as you guided them further and further away from the waiting rooms.       

                “Ok, we are far enough, care to explain what that was?”

                Yejin held you in place and yet you didn’t meet her eyes, the previous encounter still lingered in your head.

                “I don’t know what you mean, Jinx…”

                “I don’t know what you mean, Jinx,” she mocked you before rolling her eyes and make you look at her. “That was the most I saw you flirt in ages! And not joke flirt, actual flirt!”

                “Stop, that was not-”

                “Now I get what New said about when you two flirt on twitter and face to face,” you rolled your eyes at her knowing smile before you both look around to make sure no one would listen to you two. “Gotta say, I prefer the face to face flirt interaction!”

                “Good for you, because that’s all it’s gonna be,” you chuckled before taking her hand to go back to where the dancers were, you knew she didn’t mean it what she said to get you out of the room, yet you wanted to pretend to be normal just for a little bit, that was what was supposed to be. “When it’s our time to make up and such?”

                “How can you think about that right now? And what do you mean that was all it was gonna be?”

                She stopped on her tracks, making you do the same and eye her before looking around and getting close to her.

                “Because he has eyes on someone, so even if we do flirt, it’s pointless, because of course he wouldn’t be interested in me when he’s like that…”

                Yejin opened her mouth to say something before closing and shaking her head closing her eyes as well, making you give her a confused look.

                “How you know he has eyes on someone?”

                “Because he told me?” Her eyes shot open, and you quickly explained what had happened before she arrived at their waiting room, making her slightly giddy from time to time, before you shut her up, to finish with your part. “Like, I know Eric wasn’t lying because after he put the papers on the table and I manage to see the names, but still, it was weird.”

                “Because you have a crush on Juyeon.”

                “Yeah– wait!” Yejin’s mouth open wide, her eyes were glowing like two supernovas, she started to go around and jump and giggle while you followed her trying to keep her quiet. “Yejin, I’m serious! I just told you he has eyes on someone! Are you just happy because you girls were proven right?”

                “And because of how big of an idiot you are, but yes!”

                “We should go, they are probably already starting with our team’s hair and makeup.”

                “Can I send this to our chat thought?” You rolled your eyes but smiled nodding. “Everyone is gonna freak!”

                You laughed as you saw her type away as you took the sandwich out of the bag and the plastic to eat. The papers were thrown inside the bag and you eyed them for a second before shaking your head and bite the sandwich. Just like Juyeon, you wouldn’t feel comfortable texting one of those number if you weren’t completely open to actually get to know them. At that thought, your mind wander to whom would be the girl he liked?, what she looked like?, how they met?, her hair color?, how close they were?, were they friends?, was it a distant crush? You had so many questions and you felt an ache in your stomach and you knew it wasn’t because of the time since you had last eaten.

                It was the first time in the past two years that you have felt like that, and obviously it had to be for a guy that wouldn’t look at you like that, that you ended up befriending and having the funniest way to get close to him, to feel comfortable with him. Of course he had a crush, of course the girl would have a crush on him too, not only because of his looks, but also because of his personality. Juyeon was one of the sweetest and funniest guys without even trying, you’d have to be mad to not like him in any way.

                You were so focused on your own thoughts that you haven’t even realized that your phone had not buzzed even though Yejin’s fingers and giggles could tell that she was telling everything to the girls, what you didn’t know was how they had created a group with a few people just to talk about it. Even though you weren’t aware of it, Juyeon was aware, more than aware as Eric, Sunwoo and Hak told him that you had a crush, and it was him.

                He was aware of the flirt comments you two gave each other, but he was also aware that you gave them to the others as well, so that was probably just your way. They tried to tell him that Yejin was the one telling them this, yet, he couldn’t believe it, maybe she was saying that because of the interaction she had witnessed between you two, maybe she was right, maybe she wasn’t, but he wasn’t going to make a move on you, not yet at least.

                At this point he was a coward, because you two had gotten along so well and he had heard how annoyed you’d get whenever someone would say you and one of your friends were together just because you got along. He didn’t mind the guys saying those things, he felt his heart flutter every time it happened, but even if you never said anything against it, he knew you didn’t like it, yet, his heart couldn’t stop reminding him that whenever they did that about you two, you wouldn’t say a thing against it, you would just brush it off, but did that meant that you didn’t mind being connected to him in some way?

                You were thankful that you manage to get ready with Yejin and the other girls, mainly because you could update each other without the fear of someone overhearing the conversation, also, the girls made sure to get you some good clothing options for that night. If you were honest, you knew you wanted to dress well, but something in you wanted to spice up a little for that night and, although you didn’t want to acknowledge it, didn’t mean the girls wouldn’t, but luckily they kept the teasing to a minimal, mainly when you realized that you have been crushing on Juyeon for quite some time now, even if had gotten worse since you two started to have one on one sort of dates during rehearsals.

                Neither you nor they got into the fact that he had eyes on someone, the main focus was on the fact you finally had a crush, even if – in your mind – wasn’t reciprocated. You weren’t gonna lie, you missed the butterflies and the good anxiety with the idea of seeing someone that you were crushing on. You had attractive guys bringing those reactions, but it wasn’t the same. Juyeon had caught your eye from the first time you saw him in an MV, although you didn’t know who he was, he had caught your eyes with his face, dance and voice, once you met him, it just appeared natural to be drawn to him, once you first started to talk, you should’ve know you were starting to develop a crush, but you were rusty and an idiot.

                You were even more of an idiot whenever you remembered he had eyes on someone and that you were, once again, crushing on someone that would not become anything more than a friend. Except that this time, you weren’t the one putting the boundaries like it was with Eunwoo, it was destiny or whatever you wanted to call it and you hated it. Why you had to have a crush on one of them? Why couldn’t it be one of the dancers or such?

                “Stop overthinking,” you heard Yejin say before stopping the car and turning it off, you two have arrived to TBZ dorm. “Don’t give me that look, I know you!”

                “But Yejin, c’mon, why it had to be now? Why it had to be him?”

                “How about we forget about that for tonight, bun?” Her hand went for your shoulders shaking it off a little and you gave her a sly smile, receiving a smirk in response. “You look hot, you don’t have to work tomorrow, you are among friends, let loose, drink for me and you, I promise I’ll take care of you,” she giggled as you shook your head, she knew you never let loose without them, it was too risky. “Also, the Skids are all here if I’m not mistaken, so I’m sure they’ll take care of you too if needed.”

                “All of them?” You currently remembered the waiting room situation and how they all appeared to be friends and how Minho was a close friend to Juyeon. “You sure?”

                “Yeah, Hyunjin texted us wanting to know when you arriving and all the Skids said the same, that they miss you and such, I swear those guys have a problem with separation anxiety!”

                You laughed loudly because you knew it to be true, but you also missed them a lot that day. You all got used to have the other close, so you understood, but you also knew that they hated to go some places by themselves.

                “We should go then,” you giggle as you pushed your dress down a little bit more down your tights before exiting the car with Yejin. You both give your names at the entrance and the security allows both to go up the elevator to the rooftop where the party of the guys was happening. “How do I look?”

                “He’d be nuts if he doesn’t notice you.”

                “That’s not what I meant though,” you lowered your head trying to hide the redness, but only made Yejin giggle and pull you to face her, “but thank you.”

                Both your laughs erupted as the elevator doors open and you both were greeted with the heavy music and all the dancers that were with you two, along with some members here and there from the other groups, with some other idols as well, but curiously enough, the place wasn’t as packed as you expected.

                “Fucking finally!” Jisung was quick to pass his arm around your shoulder as his other hand held a can of beer. “I thought you girls weren’t coming anymore!”

                “You really think I’ll dress like this to stay home?”

                “Have to agree, Angel,” Felix’s deep voice caught your attention and you found Eric and Sunwoo not far behind, “that would be a waste of the worst kind.”

                You hugged all four boys and so did Yejin before she went to grab both of you something to drink. Your eyes wander the place finding a few of the Skids, some other idols you have met before but never paid much attention besides professional, some of The Boyz and finally finding Felix’s smart eyes on you.

                “Where’s Hyunjin? He was annoying me to come quick and yet he’s nowhere to be found!”

                “I think I saw him and Younghoon not long ago,” Eric’s voice was muffled but you still manage to understand what he said. “I think they were close to the balcony though.”

                You nodded and made your way towards the balcony trying you best to not having your eyes wander around the place looking for a specific pair of eyes, hopefully, on you. Yejin found you mid-way, giving you a cup full of alcohol – as you realized as you pulled the cup closer to take a good sip – before interlacing your arms as you two kept going towards the balcony.

                The closer you got to the balcony, more packed it looked like the place was and no sign of Hyunjin anywhere, but before you could curse again, both you and Yejin heard your name being called before your best friend appeared in front of you accompanied by Younghoon that said hello to the both of you before Hyunjin got closer to you.

                “Come, we are at a place less packed and got food and drinks,” you could see his smile and smell the alcohol he had already consumed, but you knew he still wasn’t drunk enough. “I texted Lix and Ji, they’ll probably be here soon as well.”

                Yejin was already on her way while talking to Younghoon, while you felt Hyunjin’s arm over your shoulder leading you towards the place he had said, you quickly took a few more sips of your drink as your left hand met his waist. You didn’t know what Yejin had put on your cup, but you could already feel a little lightheaded, but not enough to meet with the two dark orbs that had their focus on you as you reached your destination.

                He was handsome, beautiful and that outfit should have been illegal for him to wear it, yet you couldn’t really take your eyes off him, barely realizing he was doing the exact same thing to you, eyeing you from above the rim of his can of beer. It looked like everything was in slow motion from both sides, neither could take the eyes out of each other as Hyunjin guided you all the way up, with Minho pulling you to his side, staying between you and Juyeon, only then, your eyes went down, while his kept on your face, noticing how red your eyes were and how your cheeks had a bit of pink to them, making him smile at that.

                “Took you two long enough!” He hugged you closer before drinking a bit more of his beer before pointing to your cup. “What’s that?”

                “Ask Jinx, I have no idea what she put in here, but it tastes good though…”

                You took another sip of the drink before Minho took it from you to have a taste before turning to Yejin asking if she could do one for him as well, soon enough Yejin was away and you were alone in a small space with Hyunjin, Minho, Younghoon and Juyeon.

                “So, this is what took you girls so long?” Minho eyed you top to bottom, making you fully aware of his stare and your clothes. Even though Minho was your bias, you two had become close friends, he had complemented you and eyed you like that before, but thanks to the alcohol, this time felt different and you could feel your cheeks burn a little as he made you twirl until you ended on his other side, Juyeon a few centimeters away. “It was worth it; don’t you guys think?” You heard humming from Younghoon and a small ‘yeah’ from Hyunjin, and you knew Minho had a plan the moment his eyes and smirk landed on Juyeon. “Cat got your tongue, Juyeon? Or should I say-”

                “It was worth it!” His voice was quick, way too quick, getting your attention almost instantly, making you lose the exchange of glances and smirks between the other three as Juyeon’s eyes wander between you and the can of beer in his hand. If the lighting had been a bit better for you, you would see how red his ears were. “I’m sure you can get any guy you like tonight.”

                “Well, I was actually thinking of just hang out with you guys and have fun, wasn’t really planning on leaving with anyone tonight.” Your voice was low before you drink a bit more of your drink, fully aware of the four pair of eyes on you. “Besides, I know most people here and most don’t really catch my attention for me to risk it…”

                “And who did?”

                If you could, at that second, you would kill your best friend, not missing the wide smile he gave you, although the murder eyes you gave him.

                “Who did what?”

                Saved by Yejin for the second time that day, but this time she was accompanied by Jisung, Felix, Eric and Sunwoo, each with cups that looked really similar to the one you were almost done.

                “Oh, jus-”

                “Nothing,” you cut Minho who eyed you with a raised eyebrow before lowering his head nodding. “How many did you do?”

                “One for each of you, also a few more for these four,” her hand quickly took your almost empty cup before putting a new full one on your hand, the rest of the liquid quickly taken by Jisung before he put the now empty cup, on a walking tray as you all gathered around, you and Juyeon way closer than before. “So, what were you guys talking about?”

                “I think I’m gonna go get some air and see the balcony.”

                “I’ll go with you,” you held your tongue to say no, but you could already feel his callous hands on the small of your back, his thumb caressing your bare skin slightly. “I could also use some air and I still haven’t seen what they did to the balcony.”

                His explanation was for literally no one, as you could barely hear it considering everything and the others knew that was a horrible lie to stay closer to you, mainly thanks to Hyunjin’s question as to whom had caught your attention. He wouldn’t lie, anyone would be lucky to have your attention, but he wanted to be one of those people, if not the person that caught your attention.

                The lingering look you gave him when you first saw him appeared in his head as you both made your way to the balcony, both fully aware of all the glances you both received as you made your way through the sea of people. Most of them parting ways to allow you both to pass, Juyeon’s hand burning on your lower back and the warm of his body to your right only making it worse, especially once those were mixed the alcohol Yejin had made for you.  

                Luckly or not, the balcony was mostly empty, blame it the weather or whoever planned that. The muffled noise reminded them of the party going on inside, yet both your attentions appeared to be on each other as you leaned on the glass, cup still half full, his not so different from yours. You two remained silent, listening to the noise of the city outshining the noise of the party, and that’s when you realized how happy you were with your current situation as you barely noticed a wide smile appear on your lips.

                “If I knew bringing you outside would have made you so happy, I would’ve done it sooner,” you both giggled and you pushed him slightly with your right arm, but it barely made effect, instead he got closer as he leaned in the glass, eyes ahead like yours. “Care to share what got you so smiley?”

                “Alcohol?” You lifted you glass with a smile, receiving a nod from Juyeon who did the same to his. “I don’t know, I just… I think I just now realized that, even my life being pretty chaotic right now, I think I’ve never been happier, if I’m honest.”

                “That’s a good thing then, no?”

                “I guess,” you lowered your head with a smile, taking another sip of your drink, aware of Juyeon’s eyes, but never meeting his gaze. “I just feel like there’s something missing, yet when I think about it, I can’t see what it is…” You left a heavy sigh before looking to the moon above you. “Is it not having a place of my own? Like, should I get my own place? Should I get my own car? Should I allow myself to d-” you stop mid-sentence and hoped Juyeon wouldn’t notice, if he did, wouldn’t ask.

                “Why don’t you get your own place and car?”

                You sigh thanking whomever you could before turning to look at him, his eyes were to the city and you could see a small smile on his lips as you took your time to answer as your eyes wandered his profile.

                “I don’t know really, never felt the need until now.” Your answer was true, yet it felt wrong in a way. You knew the girls needed a place to stay and you didn’t mind covering most of the rent, you didn’t mind helping Soyeon and the girls of getting a car to get around the city or to have spontaneous rendezvous around Seoul and the country in general, you didn’t mind any of that because you liked the company, you loved to spend time with them. “I think I just got used to how things are or were…”

                “I don’t know what I’d do if I had to live alone after all this time with the guys,” you couldn’t hold your reaction, getting a small chuckle from Juyeon who turned on his heals, back to the glass and he faced the party inside before his eyes turn to you. “It’s ok to be scared, I would if I had to leave them, but I still wouldn’t want to drop an opportunity for it. They’ll understand, I’m sure of it, and it’s always good to have a place of your own, your own little world, per say.”

                His smile was sly, and you couldn’t really focus on anything, his words hit you like a rock, his smile only making it harder for you to focus, yet, all you wanted was to hug him and say thank you, yet all you did was stare at him, in silence. At that, his eyes met yours and his smile vanishes, concern filling his eyes.

                “Thank you,” your voice was fast and weak, so he wouldn’t misunderstand. “I mean, I think I’m just scare of doing everything alone since I always had people around me to help, maybe that’s why I’m a procrastinating on getting a place and a car of my own… God Moonbin will have a full day once I tell him this.”

                “Moonbin? From ASTRO?”

                “Yeah,” you giggled remembering one of the last conversations you had prior to Road to Kingdom rehearsals. “I’m sure he’ll want to be there for when I finally buy my own car and will sure want to throw a housewarming party once I have my place.”

                “Well, I’ll help with the party, at least the carrying things part, not about the organizing, Kevin is the one that’s good at that.” His laugh made you smile widely as you also turned on your heels to face the party inside, the smile still present as you manage to see a few of your friends inside having fun. “We won’t leave you; you know?”

                You lowered your head, remembering Minho saying the exact same thing to you not long ago.

                “Minho has a big mouth sometimes.”

                “Only when he cares,” you both giggled and Juyeon took a step forward before turning his body to you, his face mere centimeters of your own, your eyes never leaving his chest though that was the thing you wanted the most. “We both mean it, no one is gonna leave you, you are already part of us, I also heard about that little late practice that happened at your company before the rehearsals.”

                You shook your head bringing a small laugh to Juyeon’s lips, finally raising your head and finding his crescent eyes looking down at you.

                Too close.

                “I don’t know how that came around, but it was fun, I guarantee that,” you maintained the smile, seeing as his eyes went down to your lips before going back up to your eyes. “This industry scares me a little,” you confess it for the first time and you notice how taken a back he was, which was one of the reasons you never said anything. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that I manage to be living and doing what I love, but still…”

                “I get it,” husky, that’s how his voice was; you didn’t stop the eye contact, realizing how close he got to you. “It sucks but I understand your point. Completely.” He lowered his head, his lips brushing slightly against the crown of your head. “Is that why you always kept your distance from every celebrity?”

                “That’s the fame I have among you people?”

                His laugh made you giggle, but you understood his point, you had heard it before, and it was true. Until you worked with ASTRO you barely had any contact with idols in the industry, although you had worked with a few and always exchanged greetings, you always tried to keep your distance, the idea of a dating scandal scaring you more than anything, especially with an idol, even if you had your share of scandals – some being true – with other actors in the industry, but it was always clear to all parts that it wouldn’t go further, although some have tried.

                “There’s a reason why a lot of idols want your number and attention, and it’s not just because you are an amazing actress and a gorgeous woman.”

                The air was stuck in your throat, and you knew he meant it his words as you felt one of his hands go to your waist, a light pressure just to let you know they were there, but he didn’t dare to move once his fingers were settled on your dress and bare skin.

                “So, you think I’m pretty?”

                “I said gorgeous, not pretty, but yes, you are pretty too.”

                You two smile shyly at each other, his eyes never leaving your face even when your eyes met the small space between your two bodies.

                “Guess you are not bad yourself.”

                “Are you saying I look pretty?”

                “I’m saying you look handsome and gorgeous tonight.”

                You smile receiving a smirk as a response.

                “Just tonight? Shame…” Before you could say anything, you felt a bit more pressure of his fingers around your waist and you knew he notice how you breathed in at that. “At least I have the most gorgeous girl of the party close to me tonight.”

                “Where is she? I’d like to meet her, I’m sure she has a lot of eyes around her if she really is as gorgeous as you say.”

                “I’m sure she has, I saw many people eye her on the way here, call me a bit selfish for keeping her all to myself, but I just wanted some alone time with her.”

                The silence was heavy, and you could swear he could hear your heartbeat. He was looking so fucking beautiful, his perfume was the one thing you could sense making you slightly dizzy, his hand on your waist didn’t help at all, his lips were plump and so kissable and GOD you wanted to kiss him and mess up his perfect slicked back hair.

                “Mother fucker you come back here!”

                Juyeon quickly took a step back and you lowered your head, your bare back screaming at the loss of the warm of his hand on your waist as you felt the cold of the glass. God, what could have you done if Sunwoo and Eric didn’t show up? You quickly eyed your cup drinking a bit more as you saw Juyeon’s back turn to you to get in between Sunwoo and Eric, the rest of your group not too far behind entering the balcony with loud laughs as you were quick on your feet to meet with Yejin, taking her hand and taking her to the bathroom.                 You needed to breath, to talk, to think… What happened wasn’t supposed to have happen. Juyeon was your friend and that’s all that was going to be, so why couldn’t you stop thinking about kissing him? How could you look at him for the rest of the night? You cursed Yejin for whatever mix she did for the drinks already feeling slightly drunk as you two entered the bathroom, quickly checking if you two were alone. You needed to avoid Juyeon for the rest of the night, that was your only thought as you told Yejin what had happened at the balcony.

                The boys have been keeping you company ever since Yejin left the party thanks to her schedule at KQEnt the next day, your mind on occasion reminding you how you had agreed to meet with Wooyoung to finally get to know the other members of Ateez, and honestly, after tonight, you needed a bit of a laugh and have some fun time with people you didn’t know and – hopefully – wouldn’t know anything about what was happening, but you knew Wooyoung well enough to know at least a bit, he would have told the other guys.

                You twirled around yourself as you felt Hyunjin’s hand on your waist and the other steadying you as you the whole room spiraled around you. Minho was quick to find you two at the dance floor, murmuring something to Hyunjin that just nodded smiling at you.

                “I’ll be back soon, ok?”

                You just nodded and extended your arm as you saw Younghoon and Eric approach you on the dance floor. Neither group ever leaving you along, mainly the skids, but as the night went on, TBZ also started to loosen up even more and dance along with you, unsurprisingly, after you and Changmin had a dance off a little after the whole thing at the balcony.

                As that reminder came of what had happened early on the night, you found yourself searching for a specific boy, one that you couldn’t find anywhere since you came out of the bathroom with Yejin after everything. Apparently, you both were avoiding each other, and were also pretty good at that.

                “I can get him if you want,” Younghoon’s voice on your right ear startled you a little before eyeing him confused. “You are not being as discreet as you think, and he hasn’t been either,” you lowered your head but never stopped dancing. Younghoon’s arms went for your waist as you both kept dancing, his voice was a little loud on your ear, making you squirm a little, but not backing away from him. “I don’t know what happened at the balcony, but I know something happened, you two can act like nothing happened or take chance and see what goes down.”

                “Shouldn’t you be helping him getting with the girl he’s been crushing on?”

                “What you think I’m trying to do?” Younghoon got back a little and even at the dim light you could see his smile and you shook your head. “Whether you two want to believe it or not, we want to help both of you, we have your backs.”

                “So you are using me to cause jealous?”

                “Something like that…” He let the phrase wander in your mind, holding yourself not to look around and find him with some other girl, cursing in your mind once you couldn’t find him again, but that didn’t ease your mind at all. “He’s not the type to get jealous, if I’m being honest, he’s the least jealous and possessive of all of us, but I wouldn’t push his buttons, unless you know how and which ones to do it.”

                With that, Younghoon let go of you with a small wink, but kept dance close, looking at you and around you two from time to time. You tried your best to not raise your head and search for Juyeon, happy when you couldn’t find him, yet, that sentiment lasting a mere second, as he could actually finally be with the girl he’s been crushing on.

                Jacob quickly found you at some point, giving his drink to share, saying he was way too drunk already, but couldn’t say no when someone approached him with that. You giggled and took the cup, sharing it with him as you both kept dancing. The alcohol you ingested throughout the night making you head even fuzzier once you started to share the drink Jacob handed you, yet you didn’t want to leave.

                That was the most fun you’ve had in years and that’s saying something considering the few but memorable parties you’ve been and had been able to let go. You were finally feeling like a nineteen-year-old and that was making you loosen up even more. This was different than all the other times you were invited to a celebrity party, mostly because you were surrounded by your friends, people you trusted, so you could actually loosen up and be yourself, have fun the way you were supposed to in your early twenties.

                As Jacob handed the last bit of his drink to you, you felt hands rooming around your waist as you tipped your head back to finish with the drink, handing the cup back to Jacob with a smile, the hand still lingering on your waist, so you went to entangled it, but once your fingers didn’t meet with any rings, you were suddenly shocked. All the boys where in your line of vision, so it was only logical to assume it was Hyunjin, but there were no rings, so maybe Minho?

                In the millisecond that your brain short-circuits, the hand pulled you a bit closer and you felt the heat of the person behind you, the buttons of his shirt making contact to the bare skin of your back. He was tall, his hand was firm, but it was only once his cologne clouded your mind was that you realized Juyeon was the one behind you. At that, you let your body relax and you felt his breathing against your back, thankfully, not seeing the redness of your cheeks for having him like this.

                “I’m sorry that I scared you,” his voice was low on your ear, and you questioned how you managed to hear him so clearly, but once his lips touched the outline of your ear, you could fell the air leave your longs to never return. “Is it ok?”

                You knew what he was asking, but before you could respond, you felt pairs of eyes on you, meeting with Younghoon’s eyes above the hem of his cup, you could swear you could see the smirk he was hiding with that cup and the memory of the conversation came to your mind. Jealousy. You sigh and nod slowly, eyes fixed on Younghoon who raised his eyebrows at you before lowering his cup finally allowing you to see the cocky grin he had, making you scoff taking your head back, meeting with Juyeon’s shoulders.

                If you turned your head to your left and tilted a little bit further, you could kiss his neck, but that would be too much for you, his cologne was already clouding your judgment enough along with all the alcohol you ingested that night, so you just rested your head there while keep moving your hips to the sound of the music, trying to ignore how much you could feel his body against yours.

                Younghoon wanted the girl that Juyeon had eyes on to be jealous and talk to him. There wasn’t much you could do, it wasn’t something you wanted to see, as you realized each time the thought crossed your mind, yet Juyeon was your friend, you should help him with that, it was the least you could do since you couldn’t really tell him how much he had started to affect you since the moment you two met.

                Were in love? Definitely not, but you were definitely intrigued as to how much Juyeon had managed to get under your walls. Considering the time they were up, cracks were sure to had appeared, but you never thought someone would actually dare to enter, or maybe you willingly gave him the map to enter the walls of your heart? Considering how well you two got along, all the nice and fun times you’ve spent together with the practiced, the performance earlier that day… You realized he counted on you as a friend, it was ironic to say the least. You never opened up to someone like that, not even to Dongmin regardless of all the flirting and touchy touchy you two had been, you’ve never gave in to that.

                The thought of dating someone on the media always scared you, you wanted someone normal, that didn’t know anything about this life, yet no one seemed to have actually understood, seeing mainly the glamour of it, or what they could win by being with you. Dongmin had been a breath of fresh air and that terrified you, even more once you realized how big he was getting at acting, he was charming, handsome, good at everything, you two had gotten along so well, yet you tried your best to tuck that blooming feeling away, especially after that one time you two almost kissed after a drunk hangout.

                You wanted to push him away after that, you weren’t ready for a relationship, especially not one with an idol, not one with someone that was from the same world as you, but he saw what you were doing and came after you, that was when the rumors started, that was the first time you had been called for a meeting regarding a possible dating scandal, a dating scandal that could become true because the both of you realized you had catch feelings. After that meeting, seeing the reaction of some people regarding that, brought you the memories of you and your ex, that was when you reinforced your walls, talked down with Dongmin and decided to draw the line and remain friends.

                And yet, here you were dancing with the guy that had caught your attention after Dongmin, that managed to get through the cracks of your walls, the guy whose body you were more than aware of how close it was to yours, how tight his hand was around your waist as the other was on the side of your thigh. Here you were raising your left hand to his neck, the tip of your fingers going to the back of his neck scratching it slightly and you smiled at yourself as you noticed how his breathing had changed and how something else was poking behind you, making you move your hips a bit more, both his hands firmly holding your hips in place, making you feel the bulge on your ass, waking you up to the reality at hand.

                Before you could step away from him, he used his hands to turn you to face him, caging you in front of him with his arms around your waist. Your eyes focused on his chest and neck, fully aware of the bulge that you could still feel thanks to how close he held you. As his Adam’s apple bopped, you knew he was about to ask you something, probably as to why you had done it, why you grinded yourself against him like that knowing he had eyes on someone. What would you respond? Your selfish side had won this time? That you realized you had a crush on him? That you wanted to kiss him since you two were at the balcony?

                “I’m sorry,” once he said nothing you finally raised your head meeting with his confused eyes and parted lips, lips you wanted to kiss so badly at that point. You cleared your throat and spoke a little louder towards his ear as the music that was now playing had a more constant beat, making it harder for him to hear you. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done it, but Younghoon said-”

                “What you talking about? Why you apologizing?” After a second, he raised his eyes, his lips on a thin line as he closed his eyes lowering his head. His forehead mere millimeters of your own. “Forget whatever Younghoon said, please, and stop apologizing.”

                “I should-”

                “Run away from me again?” His voice was husky on your ear, tightening the grip on your waist and you lowered your head, hearing and feeling him sigh against you. “Why you avoiding me?”

                “I’m not, I just have to go-”

                “Ok.”

                You felt his grip light and you were quick on your feet to turn around. You needed air; you needed a place away from the chaos, your mind needed to think, so you ran to the balcony, the damn balcony. Yet, once the doors were open and the cool air hit your bare skin and filed your lungs you felt like it was gonna be ok. You closed the doors behind you, a few people looked your way, so you took the left, hiding yourself a little in between the vases with plants. You didn’t want to talk to anyone, you just wanted to breath and control yourself.

                You had been selfish, unconsidered, naïve. You could blame the alcohol, but deep down you knew that you did that because you wanted. The alcohol gave you courage to do it? Definitely, but you still shouldn’t have done, not knowing that he had eyes on someone and that someone was at the party. You probably screwed everything up. Cursing the girls and yourself in your mind as you closed your eyes, the cool of the wall helping to calm you as well as the sound of the city.

                “Had fun?”

                It wasn’t the fact that he came after you, but actually how close to you he was, that made you startle and jump away from him, making him smile apologetic as you shook your head, back into the position you were before, a bit further away from Juyeon, as it was the original idea, to stay away from him enough that you could think with your head.

                “Yeah…” you said shyly and he nodded as his back was now against the same space yours were a few seconds ago, the warm of his body hitting your right side as if it was burning. Why was he here and not inside? “I’m not avoiding you; you know?”

                “If that’s what you say, I believe you.”

                His eyes didn’t meet yours as they wandered across his profile. He was a beautiful person, inside and out. The thought of your selfish acts hitting you back again intensely. You knew the person he had a crush was at the party thanks to the other guys, mainly Younghoon, but you haven’t seen him react to it beside the twitter post you saw a bit after the whole balcony thing at the beginning of the party.

                “Are they here?” His head snapped in your direction as if you had said the most absurd thing in the world. You lowered your head before looking to the buildings in front of you, the memory of the other time both of you were at that balcony came rushing in your mind. “The one you have eyes on. Are they here?”

                 Although from his silent you could have already guessed the answer, was the change in his posture that made you hyper aware of the whole situation. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to tell you or not. You tried to pretend that didn’t hurt you, after all you considered him a friend and so did he, but maybe you did step over that invisible boundary of friendship while you two were grinning against each other on the dance floor. You nodded closing your eyes, but the sudden movement of Juyeon being in front of you made you jump slightly.

                “Well, she…” his voice was weak, but it didn’t crack, it was more like a whisper and you saw as his feet took small steps getting closer to you. “She is here, yes.”

                He wasn’t in front of you, but also was not by your side, which meant that the passage you may have between his body and the wall was clear for you to flee. Why you’d flee? You didn’t know, you just needed to stay away from him, face heating up by the second. At the same second you turned your body, his arm was covering the passage, as his hand stabilized how his body leaned in towards the wall, his eyes not leaving your figure. The truth was, that you were trapped, yet you couldn’t understand why he had done that, except he wanted to confront you about it, making you lower your head ashamed.

                “Who is she?” You tried to not sound ashamed or upset, luckily, it worked and you just turned to the other side, hanging your arms above the glass divider like you’d done it earlier. The warmth of his body getting closer to you by the second and as you chose to look at your hands playing with each other. “Maybe I can help fix it…”

                “Fix what?”

                “What I did wrong,” your voice almost cracked and you thanked that it didn’t. That was why you always friend zoned the people you met and found interested, because when you didn’t, you realized they could never like you. The voices of some of the critics immediately popping in your head, you were never gonna be enough, so why even bother to try? You felt his body close to yours before seeing his arms caging you from behind. Why it had to be him? Why now? “I’m good as a wing woman, I promise, just tell me how she looks like and I’ll fix it, you can even wait here, I can bring her here and-”

                “Her hair is black and loose,” you felt his warm breath on your neck and you shivered a little. He’s caging you, of course you would be able to feel his breath, why was that affecting you so much? All you wanted was for Eric and Sunwoo to appear again and save you for this situation again, “she’s wearing boot heals, which was a wise choice since she knew she probably wouldn’t be able to seat,” his chuckled made a wave of electric shock goes through your spine.

                “Well, that narrows it down, most girls here are in heels,” you said with a sigh and felt the warmth vanish, making you turn away. He wasn’t caging you anymore, but he wasn’t as far as you thought he would be. You crossed your arms in front of you, your bare back pressing on the cool of the metal and the glass as you eyed him cleaning your throat. “What else?”

                “She’s wearing a black dress which is almost backless,” you held yourself not to react to that as you saw him smirk a little looking down to both your feet as you realized they were almost touching. “She doesn’t like makeup, so hers is very light, you can see mostly her lipstick that makes her lips pop more,” you swallowed air as he raised his eyes after every word, his eyes wandering around your face before landing on your lips, making you conscious of them, liking it quickly. “She also pretty much ignored me the whole night, we talked very little, she spent most time with her friends while I watched her from afar, since every time I got close, she ran away from me.”

                He was playing with you, he had to be, there was no other explanation to what had just come out of his mouth. In the end, Younghoon was right; you were just supposed to be used for jealous, he was down bad for whoever she was. You felt your heart ache as you sigh. You knew he wouldn’t tell you anything else, and if she was ignoring him and, considering what happened on the dance floor a while back, you knew you weren’t the most qualify to go after her and get them both to talk.

                You are being used as a tool for a jealous reaction didn’t really work as well as they expected. The girls’ voices were far in your head as your memories from some moments of the party came to place. How all the boys reacted whenever you two were close, especially inside and around the dance floor, all the comments they would do, mainly the ones coming from Minho and Younghoon, it was a way to get someone jealous, to catch someone’s attention. Hell, even Hyunjin’s reactions had been confusing, you still couldn’t tell if he wanted you to invest in Juyeon or not, but it wasn’t his fault, only the girls knew about your crush on him thanks to Yejin babbling about it to them earlier after the episode on the changing room at MNET.

                “Well, if the fact she’s been ignoring you is bothering you so much, why don’t you do something about it? It would mean more coming from you than anyone approaching her and doing your job for you.”

                Your saying came almost bitter, but you couldn’t really read Juyeon’s expression. It was like he was pondering your words, but at the same time, he looked like he zoomed out.

                “In all honesty…” From the moment your eyes met, neither of you could part them away, you noticed how he got closer to you, felt the sleeves of his shirt brush against your naked arms as he caged you again, but this time in front of you. “There’s a lot that I want to do regarding her and the situation.”

                “Why don’t you then?”

                “She’s been givin’ me too many mixed signals, I don’t know exactly if she wants this as much as I do.”

                You didn’t know if you were breathing or not, all you could notice was how Juyeon was looking at you, how his eyes would shine to the city lights, how his lips were slightly parted, how close he was to you. You needed to focus, he was your friend and wanted help with his crush. It didn’t matter how much you wanted to kiss him, your lips weren’t the ones he wanted, yet, here he was, focusing his eyes on them from time to time.

                “Have you thought about the idea that maybe… You are the one that’s giving her the mixed signals?” His eyes never left yours, a small smirk creped on his lips as he sigh, making you understand that maybe he understood what you were saying, after all, he was giving you multiple and mixed signals all night. “Try to be more direct now, that might help to get her to understand that you want it.”

                He nodded his head, but his eyes were clouded, drunk on your own face, going from your eyes to your mouth, sometimes even lower, but never too far from your lips, making you conscious of them, making your tongue wet them from time to time. Neither knew how much time had passes since your last statement, but his voice was hoarse as he started to talk.

                “Guess I’ll be more direct now, then.”

                Before anything else could be said, Seungmin appeared on the corner of your eye, making you quickly focus on him, whose eyes were going from you to Juyeon and back to you, a sly smile on his lips. The redness on your face didn’t fade as you noticed how Juyeon made no effort to stand away from you, not moving a single muscle that were the ones on his neck to also face Seungmin.

                “Sorry, Hyunjin asked—Actually, don’t worry about it, I’ll leave…”

                Hearing Hyunjin’s name awoken you from your trance state, making you stand tall on your two feet, finally making Juyeon stand away from you – but not as far as you couldn’t feel his left arm close to you as you turned to Seungmin.

                “What happened?”

                “It’s nothing (y/n), really.”

                “Seungmin, what happened?” You had been with them long enough to almost never use their name, so whenever you did – recently –, it straddled them enough for them to think if they did something wrong. “Why Hyunjin asked for you to get me?”

                “It’s Jeongin.”

                Before he could finish you started to walk towards Seungmin, but not before looking back at Juyeon who had a small smile on his lips as his hands were on his pockets, his eyes on your body before meeting your eyes. A small nod was enough for you to understand that it was ok and that the conversation you two were having was done. You shot him a smile in return and turned to Seungmin who took your hand guiding you through the sea of people inside towards a small door that connected the space everyone was to where the people working at the party stayed.

                He led you into another small door on your right, finding Hyunjin trying to make Jeongin drink a little bit of water, although he was fighting the older one to get out of the chair and room, stopping the second his fox eyes landed on you. A smile spread on his lips, his arms to the air as his eyes vanished into two crescent moons.

                “NOONA! YOU HERE! She’s here hyung!” He then turned to Hyunjin who nodded with a smile. “What you doing here noona?”

                “See if the bathroom is clear, we need to do a few things, I’ll make him drink water,” you were quick to face Seungmin who nodded at your instructions, quickly eyeing Jeongin and Hyunjin, “let Jinnie know if there’s no one in the bathroom and we’ll meet there, ok?”

                The second youngest nodded as he got out of the room, closing the door behind him as you walked towards the other two, Jeongin still refusing to drink the water, making you realize how much he had to drink, this was probably the first party he’s been unsupervised, which would explain how badly drunk he got.

                “Found him not long ago losing his balance before losing a step to get somewhere, so I brought him here so he could sober at least a little bit.”

                “Where are the others?”

                “Chan and Minho couldn’t find him, so we all started to search for him, Ji and Lix are pretty drunk themselves, so it was a bust and Changbin was already looking on the hall and talking to security to see if he went home when I found him near the bar.”

                “You guys let the recently legal drinking adult maknae unsupervised at a party?”

                “I’ve drink before noona, I’m fine, I promise! Please tell the hyungs I’m fine, they’ll listen to you.”

                His eyes were shinning under the fluorecent lights of the small room, and you smiled at yourself. You knew they had a soft spot for you, Jeongin and Felix, yet Hyunjin was right, he couldn’t get out without sobering up at least a little.

                “How about you drink some water while I talk to them, hun? Sounds good?”

                Jeongin nodded and turned to grab the bottle Hyunjin had been trying to make him drink for the last few minutes, making the other one scoff as he eyed you.

                “Sorry, but he didn’t want me to call neither of the older ones, so you were my last hope.”

                “Don’t worry about it, Seungmin came at just the right moment!”

                You gave out a nervous giggle as you and Hyunjin get up and went closer to the door.

                “What happened? Did someone hurt you?”

                You laughed a little louder this time as you shook your head, feeling your full-face burn at the memory of what had just happened with Juyeon.

                “I was with Juyeon when Seungmin found me,” Hyunjin’s face lit up and you quickly shook your head, making him eye you confused. “We weren’t doing anything, he has… Has eyes on someone though.”

                “I know.”

                “You know?”

                Hyunjin nodded and his phone lit up with a notification from Seungmin saying the bathroom was clear and you two could bring Jeongin in. You quickly got Jeongin up with the help of Hyunjin, he appeared to have sobered up a little, but once he started to mumble he was feeling sick, you and Hyunjin were quick to reach the bathroom making Seungmin guarding the door as Jeongin had his face in the toilet puking away all the alcohol and food he had since he arrived.

                Your best friend kept eyeing you until you sighed and told him everything that had happened after he promised to keep it quiet, but you knew that tomorrow morning that would be the topic of conversation during breakfast. As you told him everything, from the first balcony situation until the moment Seungmin found you, Hyunjin was holding his expressions the best he could, although from time to time it got out of hand, and you’d slap him or put your hand in front of his mouth.

                As on queue, the moment you finish, Jeongin got out of the stall heading towards you two who quickly led him to the sink where you made him wash his mouth as you watered his face and neck trying to sober him up a little bit.

                “Will you tell-”

                “Shut it!”

                You said quickly making Hyunjin laugh as you both finished taking care of Jeongin as the bathroom door burst it open with Chan heading your way looking at Jeongin before calling all of you out, saying the car was waiting downstairs already. The boys all went to say their goodbyes as Chan and Jeongin went away, but thankfully, the maknae refused to go anywhere without you, so you asked them to extend the greeting to you three as you headed to the elevator with a drunk Jeongin hang up on you under the watchful eyes of Chan.

                “Don’t worry boss, it wasn’t your fault, he deserves to let go and have fun in places like this.”

                You noticed how Chan smiled at the nick name you used with him and nodded. As you entered their lives, you tried your best to get the weight that all of them felt off their shoulders and reinforce some other things that you know they need to hear more. You knew Chan would feel responsible for Jeongin, but you also knew that this was the best situation for Jeongin to live his best life as a young adult, to get his ass drunk and have his first horrible hang over.

                Jeongin was behind you, as you used the wall of the elevator to help you hold him in place, you exchanged smiles with Chan as you felt the younger one hid his face on the crock of your neck as you felt his hands around you. That was the clingiest you’ve ever seen Jeongin be, but you didn’t mind one bit, except when he refused the others help leaning completely on you that was also far from being sober and strong enough to carry him.

                As the three of you waited for the others to return, your mind went to what happened that night and all you wanted was to vanish at that point. Your mind questioning your friendship with Juyeon, his actions, how you felt about him, the power he had over you with barely doing anything. It was like you were a teenager again and you loved and hated that feeling.

12.01: catching fire.

pirate kingdom || choi san || smau

It all starts when you and your friends are kicked out of your shared apartment, causing you to ask your childhood best friend (and idol) for help, which leads you to live with him and the other members of his kpop group. From there on, you completely enter the world of kpop, creating the best friendships you could ask for, and, as if working with kdramas wasn't enough, your life ends up becoming the best example of one with each passing moment. and your best friends are the main spectators and commentators of all the drama that has surrounded your life since it all began.

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Juicy Lover (Sub!Juyeon x Femdom Reader) Chapter Two

Story Warning: Femdom Chapter Warning: Cum eating, anal (m receiving), degradation (slut and whore), eating Juyeon's ass like a Golden Corral Buffett, oral (f receiving), pegging, you referring to your strap as a dick, Juyeon calls you daddy Word count: 1472

Part 1 Here

Your phone buzzes on the nightstand and snaps you out of your sleep.

You look over at your phone and peel Chani's arm from around your waist. You grab your phone to swipe it to life, and the name Princess pops up on your phone.

"Hello?" you answer. Your voice is deeper from drinking tequila on a Tuesday night.

"Mistress. Can you open the door? Please?" Juyeon whispers into the phone. You spring out of your bed and slide your feet across the hardwood floor.

Your feet sprint against the cold floor underneath you, and you race to the door.

The last thing you need is a scandal happening, and he has to go on a hiatus because he got caught at your place.

You swing the door open and pull him into your place. You close the door behind him and slam your body against his.

A slow grin appears on his face due to your immediate dominance.

"Touch me, please," Juyeon whimpers underneath you and is still pressed against your wooden door.

You open his trench coat and see he has on a black supreme sports bra and joggers. You can see the matching underwear underneath it.

"So, needy," You whisper against his warm ear, and your hand trails down the middle of his chest. You nibble on his ear, and you tell him. "We have to be quiet."

Juyeon nods in agreeance, and your lips move down to kiss on the center of his neck.

You kiss along, and then you get to the right side of it. You lick across him to tease Juyeon because you know that alone will get him off.

"If you follow directions, then I will give you everything you want," you instruct him.

"Yes, mistress," he whispers against your lips. There's something about Juyeon that drives you crazy.

You never imagined your relationship would turn into something like this, but you have grown to embrace this side of yourself.

A side of yourself that you would have never thought in a million years existed inside of you. But, you embrace your dark feminine energy with a warm welcome.

Your hand interlocks with his, bringing it to your lips to kiss it. You hold onto it and lead him into your playroom. It's already prepared for your intimate sessions because you never know when he will come over.

You grab the key from your pocket and unlock it. You slide your hand along the wall and turn on the light. You grab your control and switch it to the purple setting.

You close the door behind you. It feels so good to have him in your space without any interruptions.

You aren't worried about waking up your bestie because your playroom is soundproof. You lock the door to ensure you can enjoy your night.

You walk over to the couch in the middle of the floor, and Juyeon stands by the door. Your core is throbbing, and you can't wait to experience him.

Tonight, you are in a giving mood. He did show up, and your time was cut off earlier because of your friend date with Chani. So, you feel like Juyeon deserves some much-needed attention.

You remove your baggy t-shirt and toss it behind you. You slip out of your sweatpants. You see Juyeon's eyes widen when he sees your black lace body suit.

"Did you miss me?"

"Always. Mistress. I need to stop being so jealous. Can you blame me?" He asks.

"You do. But, you don't have anything to worry about. Now come here," you instruct.

"Use me then. Fuck me like I'm your whore," Juyeon gets down on his knees and crawls over to you.

His words make your heart flutter, and this is what you love hearing from him.

"I want you to ride me," you say. Juyeon is between your legs.

"May I taste you first?"

You spread your legs in front of him. You don't even care about the back and forth arguing from earlier.

None of it means shit because you get to get off. You love these intimate moments between you two.

Juyeon pushes the back the crotch part of your body suit.

Juyeon gives your pussy little kitten licks each time, making you moan out his nickname.

"Fuck, Juicy. I've missed your tongue," You spread your legs wider and push his head so you can feel it even more.

"You taste so good, Mistress," Juyeon kisses your pussy and causes your body to shudder. You work your pussy against his face.

You feel your juice leak down, and Juyeon doesn't miss a beat. He licks up your essence and licks your slit. He plunges his tongue deep inside of you.

Your hips start to buck, and you grab onto the couch. You look into his eyes.  Why does sex with him have to be amazing after arguing?

Are you the drama?

"Fuck, I'm going cum!" You cry out. Your body feels like mush when he latches onto your clit.

"Daddy's little whore," you moan out, and he sticks a finger inside your pussy and sucks off the juice. You explode, and your orgasm ripples through your body. You ride it out and let go.

Juyeon kisses your inner thigh, and you still feel the aftershocks of your climax.

"Fuck," you lean back against the couch. You take a moment to gather yourself and collect yourself.

You close your eyes for a bit, and you open your eyes to see Juyeon standing with lube and your strap. He's now just in his sports bra and underwear.

"Fuck me good, please," Juyeon says.

You grab your tools and put on your strap.

"Lean over the couch," you tell him. He does exactly what you requested. You admire how beautiful his ass looks for you.

"What's our safe word?"

"Levitating," he repeats.

"Good boy," you say.

You pull down his underwear and remove them off him. You spread his cheeks to see that he's waxed for you. You love when he takes the time to take care of himself to please you.

"You waxed for me?" A smile curls on your lips.

"Always... I  lo-" Before he could finish, you shove your tongue inside of him. His moan is damn near instant, and you tongue fuck him.

You hold onto his waist and work your tongue into him. You missed giving this type of intimate pleasure.

"Mistress.. please.. feels too... too good," Juyeon whines and grips the arm of the couch while you are behind him. You stroke his dick while you eat him.

"I know it does," you moan into him and your work hand along his length.

He's so hard from feeling your tongue exploring him just the way he likes it.

"I can't wait to watch you come undone on my strap," you moan against his ass. Your tongue comes out of him, and you put lube on your fingers.

You replace your tongue with your fingers, and he grinds himself against your fingers. "Mistress.. you know how to make me feel good. I love you so much."

"You're just saying that."

"I mean it."

You stick another finger inside of him, and now he's ready to take the strap. You lie back on the couch, and you wait for him.

"Get on this dick, hoe," you say. He loves when you degrade him and tease him. It turns him on even more. You add lube on your strap so you can bounce him on it.

Juyeon straddles your lap, and he slowly slides down on your lubricated strap-on.

"Yes, mistress. Fuck," Juyeon works himself slow. You hold onto his hips, and he rides you back and forth.

"Look at you being a whore on my strap. Do your fans know how dirty you are? How much a slut you are for me?" You taunt him.

He strokes his dick while he's taking you inside.

"Fuck.. you make me this way," Juyeon moans out.

"You know I love you too, Juicy," you slip a bit out of your dom role, but you are a gentle dom, so you are going to make sure you affirm him.

You push him back against the couch and stretch his legs back. You take control and start pounding his asshole.

"Mmm.. your ass is so good. You like taking my dick, Slut?"

"Yes, yes.. I do," Juyeon's whining with his legs on your shoulders. You got him folded up like a pretzel in such an intimate way.

He comes hard against his stomach, and you pull out. You go down and lick it off his chest.

"Thank you, mistress. I needed that," Juyeon says.

You rub some against his lip. "Taste yourself, Princess."

Juyeon licks himself off your lips and slips his tongue into your mouth. You two get lost in a kiss.

Part 3 Final

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"what do you think of flowers/bouquets?" | tbz 98 line

i don't know much about them but if you like them then i'll gladly learn them for you!

​PAIRING » the boyz x gn!reader (not proofread one again 😭) TROPE/AU » established relationship au!, non-idol au!, smau! (text messages!) GENRE »​ most fluff out of all imo, barely any angst, ah maybe changmin's one is a bit angsty??, JUYEON WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE---, kevin and reader praying for each other 🥺 (i find this really comforting and cute to be honest), confident (and cute) boyfriend chanhee hehe, changmin is really thinking (cause i think he's that type of person). WORD COUNT » 395​ ESTIMATED READING TIME » ~2 mins (for all) WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!) » mentions of religion in kevin's

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 hyung line 🤍 maknae line 🤍 part of 'especially to you...'

second one hehe! make sure to check out the hyung line that i released a few minutes ago!! maknae line should be up after around the estimated reading time from now!

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[cloverdaisies]

SLOW IT DOWN: LEE JUYEON pt 1

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# Slow it down, make it bouncy, 지금부터 fly좀 다른 spicy, 청양고추 vibe

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a lee juyeon x reader imagine

contains mature themes e.g risks, violence, dangerous driving, suggestive themes reader discretion is advised.

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hi (your name) you’ve been invited to play RACEFORTIME!

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Do you accept the invite YES OR NO?

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CONGRATS! you chose the right option and escaped permanent elimination let me search for a party to put you in…

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FOUND! you are now apart of party 11.. enjoy the game…

“y/n i know you didn’t just join that fucking game” kevin, your best friend looked over your shoulder to the computer screen resting on the desk beneath.

“why not? it looks fun.” you replied with a chuckle watching as his face exploded in horror.

“it’s not fun until you’re either- you know- killed by it or I DONT KNOW killed doing something for it.” he choked on his words slightly, pacing the room and throwing his hands dramatically in the air.

“that’s just a myth, some people just get addicted to it and end up being killed because they go to far.” you rolled your eyes, turning around to scroll through the game rules.

"that's because you literally cannot the leave the game! do you not remember johnny? he tried to leave the game so he could go to his math exam and suddenly dropped dead in the theatre?- LISTEN i’m not even meant to mention that in case they end up coming for me for talking about it! why? why did you do thi-”

“listen kevin, it was my idea and johnny already had existing health problems it was just a coincidence, plus since school is over i’m bored and want some fun in my life.” you laughed at the boy’s concern and patted the top of his peachy little head.

“listen if you do this to yourself i want no part in it. you might be my best friend but i’m not risking my life for that game.” he sighed, but was shortly cut off by a jovial tune that hummed from the speakers of your laptop.

…/

hey! (your name) you have your first task to complete! remember there’s clues all over the city! don’t skip any pointers!

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- find the key hidden in a mailbox the west corner of 67th street

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- your mode of transport is linked to a chain and lock near the bike shelter on west avenue.

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- hop on and join a specific competition in town as a rider and win

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- meet player #109 without explicit mention of racefortime

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you have 3 hours to complete!

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WIN OR LOSE? good luck!

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“kev, you have to take me to 67th street now.” you turned around with a glimmer of adrenaline lighting up in your eyes.

“i’ve literally just said i’m not getting involved.” he folded his arms in an indefinite refusal, but softened his posture as your soft puppy eyes shone back up at him.

“i can’t drive! and there’s no way i’d get there in time without you. plus if things were like you said, wouldn’t i die if i didn’t complete the task.” you were using his own words against him, in a cruel way but yet you found it still unconvincing that a game had some sort of sorcerers ability to kill people

“fine. but that’s it! i���m out.” he grabbed his car keys, observing the 2:58:54 that lit up both your phone and laptop screen.

——

kevin drove you into the city, picking up speed wherever he could as the dark night had settled in and by the time you guys had reached 67th street the timer hit 2:36:43.

“it could be any of these mailboxes y/n! this is a death wish!” kevin put his face in his palms out of stress before exhaling and parking his car on the curb of the west corner.

“it’s a branded game kevin, there has to be a clue somewhere.” you laughed observing each mailbox, as you strolled past them until you saw a smiley face sticker with the eyes crossed out with graffitied handwriting which read “good luck!”.

“calabunga.” you smiled, using the lever to open the box and retrieve the black key placed inside. “let’s go.”

kevin huffed as you sprinted back to the vehicle eager to feel the adrenaline seep through your veins.

——

kevin dropped you off at west avenue, giving you a hug before explaining his reasons for not being able to stay.

“take care of yourself and don’t get hurt. please call me if you need me.” a line he had gotten used to saying at this point considering your lifestyle he was used to your flighty antics. but it seemed like this time you’d gone a little too far.

there were multiple bikes chained up near the bike shelter on west avenue, but it wasn’t like you had time to eliminate each one. one motorcycle stood out in particular, it was jet black, clearly a brand new build with a huge silver smiley face pad lock attached to a clunky metal chain on the side.

you inserted the key in hopes of it being the right one and sighed in relief when the chain loosened and lock burst open.

“nice bike.” a butter smooth voice hollered from behind you, you turned to see a pink haired boy behind you, covered in tattoos and piercings.

“thanks. just got it.” you replied with a chuckle, pushing the bike forward out of the shelter.

“do you know how to ride it?” he asked cocking his eyebrow up slightly.

“not really but my dad used to ride em, so it can’t be there hard.” you laughed nervously, swinging your leg over the seat and settling on board.

“how about i drive you into town, since i think i can see what you’re playing and you take it from there?” he suggested, watching your face contort as you battled the decision in your head.

“i don’t know. i think i’ll be fine.” you replied, not trusting his sinister appearance and judging eyes.

“how else would you get there without having a clue how to ride it?” he made suspicious eye contact with you, his facial expressions seemingly trying to tell you something.

he’s a player.

he must had been told to pick you up and take you into town.

“ah. i get it. yeah, sure you can take me into town.” you smiled, clocking his nervous movements and sigh of relief at your acceptance of the offer.

“thank you.” he puffed out in gratitude quickly hopping on the bike, and handing you the singular helmet hung on the side.

“do you not need this?” you asked hopping on the back behind him. he turned around with a look on his face that read “are you serious right now?”

“no, who where’s those? now quick we only have 1 hour and 50 minutes.” he shrugged off your words and with that he started the engine, waiting for you to pull the helmet over your head and place your hands around his waist before speeding off onto the main road into town.

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hollering, yelling, the sound of smashed bottles and a heavily a intoxicated crowd lit up the nightlife in town as they all gathered round main street gearing up for one of the most exciting street races in town.

pulling on the brakes, the pink haired boy slowed arriving at the riders bay at the beginning of the street, there were multiple boys who were just like him, accessorizing in tattoo sleeves and thick silver jewelry.

“okay, the main race starts in 10 minutes. don’t talk to anyone, there’s some wrong people around here.” he told you within a genuine tone, seemingly as he frowned.

“why are you-” you were about to ask why he was telling you this information before he started the gas on the bike again.

“i’m sorry.” he spoke just above a whisper in remorse.

“for what? you’re not stealing my bike, are you?” your tone rose slightly, eyes lighting up red in the reflection of the brake lights.

“RIDERS GEAR UP.” a loud voice chanted through a megaphone as each motorcycle began lining up down the street.

“i have to.” he laughed, driving away from you as you attempted the run after the boy.

“shit.” your legs soon grew tired and it was no use running after him at this point considering he was driving away at what felt like 90mph.

if what kevin said was true, you were dead.

you had no bike to race with and time was ticking down like sand, 1:05:34, the clock on your phone read with a sad smiley face beneath it. “uh oh” a robotic voice echoed through your speakers. it knows my bike was stolen?

you shrugged it off, watching as girls jumped on the back of their boyfriends bike ready for the race to start. you ran past each rider, asking if you could just by any chance, hop on the back of their bike for the race. but you knew you couldn’t mention the game, or the time you had left in your phone and most of them refused laughing at you pathetically.

“hop on mine.” a sultry sweet voice beckoned from behind you, a jet black haired boy with sharp facial features and a silver lip ring faced you, seemingly catching a glimpse of your phone screen which read 1:0:30.

without a second thought, you stuffed your phone in your pocket and slid on to the back of his bike.

“thank you.” you sighed in relief, looking around for a helmet to wear but there wasn’t one. “do you not have a helmet?”

“RIDERS YOUR RACE BEGINS IN… ” the megaphone voice echoed through the street, riders reviving their engines and the crowd spitting, hollering in excitement.

“no. just put your arms around me. hurry the fuck up there’s no time.” his tone grew serious and you rushed to wrap your arms around him as the traffic lights flicked between red and amber.

“READY.”

“SET.”

“GO.”

each driver released their brakes, shooting down the street at speeds above 100mph with no fear of consequences.

that rush of adrenaline you craved, rushed through your vessels as the motorcycle sped through the night, passing each street lamp at exhausting speeds, eliciting high pitched whistles and screams from the crowd behind the barricade.

the kind boy driving you wasn’t rushing yet, he capped his speed at 90mph for the first lap falling to the back of the hoard of vehicles crowding at high speed.

“we’re behind. we have to win.” you yelled into the boys ear over the overwhelming sound of roaring engines.

“i know but just wait until-” he shouted back but was largely cut off by the sound of screeching metal and a silencing crash as two riders brutally collided.

“THAT. that’s why you want to be behind.” he silenced you as you looked back gobsmacked at the fatal scene. shards of metal and bike parts still flying in the air almost decapitating you and the boy.

it was almost the final lap, riders being eliminated by obstacles one by one, crashing and setting fire to their vehicles.

turning the last corner, the boy picked up speed, racing towards the front of the competition, neck and neck with the rider beside you. looking to your left you saw the familiar pink haired boy, racing on the stolen bike towards the finishing line. he smirked, leaning to his right and almost clashing with your vehicle.

“Juyeon doing charity work? Awhh.” he cooed over the racketing sound of his engine, giving a name to the boy that had helped you enter the race.

“Fuck off, thief.” you hollered back, watching him smile and and shake his head, eliciting an overtaking match between Juyeon and himself.

00:00:30

“Juyeon! We have 30 seconds left!” you shouted over to the boy in front, he nodded and ramped up the speed one more time.

with that, the pink haired boy fell behind, the finishing line within arms length, the thrill of winning biting at you.

a tacky horn sounded as you crossed the finish line,

00:00:00

YOU WIN!

your phone screen lit up with digital confetti, the flash light turning off in a staccato pattern as the bike came to a hault.

“Yes! We win!” you squealed, hugging the boy as a thank you, he smiled slightly looking up to something with a cocky grin.

“Yes, we did indeed.” he spoke mysteriously, you followed his eyes up to the large billboard screen on one of the skyscrapers in the city.

both yours and juyeon’s face lit up on the big screen with a banner that read:

“POWER COUPLE? RACEFORTIME BIKE RACE WINNERS”

you covered your face in embarrassment, shying away from the camera as juyeon wrapped an arm around your shoulder smiling and waving - eliciting the crowd of girls gathered around with their phones to squeal.

“remember to upvote me, as your favorite player!” he said into the camera, giving it a heart which contrasted his dark mysterious appearance, leather jacket and piercings.

your phone began to chime with notifications, follows on instagram, messages from classmates, and a score in the top right corner began to rise.

Congratulations! (your name), you’ve surpassed 1000 supporters on RACEFORTIME.

“you gain popularity from this?” you asked curiously watching Juyeon smile back down at you.

“hell yeah. you’re talking to the most popular guy in the game.” he showed you his screen with a proud glint in his cat-like eyes.

player #109: JUYEON LEE

WINS: 25

SUPPORTERS: 1.3m

“what’s your name?” he asked clicking on to the search bar of the app.

“y/n.” you replied with your name and username, a banner notification popping up at the top of your screen to say he’d followed you.

“thanks by the way, juyeon.” you smiled at him, watching him check his bike for scratches crouched on the floor.

“no problem, if you need anymore help let me know. it’s hard to survive this game.” he spoke solemnly, looking over his shoulder at the pink haired boy sat at the sidelines with his head in his hands.

as you began to walk off, you looked up to see kevin stood at the sidelines with a look that replicated death itself. an appalled, gobsmacked “o” for lips and eyes sunken in fear.

“you’re so dead when we get home.” he whacked you over the back of your head slightly, and escorted you back to his car despite distressing that he wasn’t coming to pick you up at all.

you turned back one last time to catch eyes with the mysterious juyeon lee, hopping back on to his motorcycle yet still watching you walk away.

you waved shyly, seeing a smile creep on to his face before he lifted his hand to wave back.

hopefully this wasn’t the last time you’d see him.

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hello my daisies !! dedicated to @winterchimez for a late bday present <3 ahhh i love this concept so much and hope you enjoyed too!! this is one of my favorite storylines yet <3

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[ikeuverse]

happily | juyeon

bawdyboyz series: tbz as one direction songs

tbz!juyeon x fem!reader

gender: angst at start, fluff.

warnings: mention of alcohol, a slight discussion.

wc: 2758 words.

notes: my first story for juyeon and i dedicate it to my friend natalia. they complement each other in an incredible way and i wanted to bring something a little different than what we always said would be a relationship between the two of them. i hope you like it and, nath, don't kill me. i promise to make more stories about him for you!

✧ m.list ✧

Best friend in high school can mean, most of the time, first love in high school. Between you and Juyeon it would be no different. Best friends, first love for each other, first time in absolutely everything. It was like that until the end of high school where his family had to move to another country. He always said that he hated this instability of his father's job that had taken away a lot of important things from him - you were, without a doubt, one of those things - and Juyeon knew that keeping something away wasn't the same thing as always being close to you.

University. A year and a half without seeing him and not knowing anything else about him. For the anger – and a bit of childishness you later admitted – you felt that he had gone even though the boy wasn't to blame.

Lee Juyeon was back after two years away. He had changed, his hair longer and silkier and fluttering as the wind on campus beat against his face and consequently made the strands look messy. But even so, he was still handsome. And without having come to talk to you. Reason? Park Deokwan, your boyfriend of a few months.

Juyeon felt bile in his throat every time Jacob and Haknyeon talked about Deokwan and how they found you two. Your friends thought Juyeon might have gotten over you, he thought so too, but that's not what his heart said after seeing you at the first frat party after returning to that university.

You were always beautiful to him, you always left him with his heart racing and his eyes shining just at the sight of your body walking through the blinks of light in that room with the most beautiful clothes he had ever seen you wear. But why was Deokwan holding your hand? Why had he kissed you and you smiled at him? Why wasn't Juyeon there? He was hating to think of it that way, even more when you could see how happy you were. One thing he couldn't do.

“Hey man” Jacob carefully pushed his coffee cup towards Juyeon the day after the party “This will ease your hangover.”

“Thanks” Juyeon smiled and thanked him, drinking some of the dark, sugar-free liquid that made him instantly grimace “Really, Cobie?”

“Do you want glucose?” he smiled shyly seeing his friend agree “Or do you want something even stronger so you can forget about y/n?”

Juyeon was grateful for his instinct not to drink when Jacob started talking, or knew he'd have coffee on the table when he spit it out as soon as he heard him finish that sentence.

“Jacob Bae. Bae Joonyoung…”

"Don't call me that" the other guy defended himself "I'm just telling the truth" he shrugged his shoulders "And if it was a lie, you'd be more concerned with denying than scolding me."

Damn little friend shit, he thought as he finished his coffee. And as he faced that semester watching you and Deokwan in a romantic mood, coffee would be little to put up with all that thing he swore he couldn't.

“I can't still love her” Juyeon whimpered one Friday night, sitting on that lounge chair at his frat house listening to Sunwoo play the guitar.

“Anything is possible my friend” Eric raised his beer bottle in an imaginary toast and smiled “Just as there is a possibility that y/n is only with him now to make you jealous.”

"What?" Juyeon practically screamed. At that moment Sunwoo stopped running his fingers on the guitar string and stared at the two who were looking at each other without stopping.

“Eric, don't talk nonsense and don't give him false hope” Sunwoo tried to warn.

A bit of silence as the youngest sipped his beer, chuckling.

“Hey come on” he finished his drink in one gulp, leaning back from the porch frame and walking to the back door “Your relationship is gone, but my friendship with her has remained intact Lee. And you can be sure I know what I'm talking about.”

Eric really knew. He knew you liked Deokwan, but he was never able to fully surrender after Juyeon. Not that you didn't want to, you just couldn't be in someone's arms and thinking about your first – and only – love.

It was like a betrayal.

But Deokwan hadn't bonded with any of that, he barely knew about his past relationship with Juyeon. Just knew that he was from the circle of friends and that he was new to the university, and since Deokwan liked new friends, it was easy to invite Juyeon to almost every meeting and party. Even though you couldn't face him in most of them, but he was there. The cup in his hand and the rogue smile as he talked to everyone until his eyes met yours.

This was language without a single sound that you had to get out of there or something might happen. Something you've tried to hold on to until that moment.

“Y/n” his voice saying your name couldn't make your legs wobble so much. His heart almost popped out of his mouth and his fingers almost broke the cup of the beer bottle as he slowly closed the fridge door.

“Hi” you tried to look nonchalant with the fact that Juyeon was right there in the kitchen with you. Just the two of them at that party when he could be anywhere else.

“How long” not even he knew how to start a conversation, nervousness was evident as Juyeon ran his free hand through his hair in a failed attempt to hold your ground. Without even a sigh when you finally faced him.

"I think, well… I have to go."

“Are you going to stay with Deokwan? Right in front of me?” his footsteps stopped, simply lacking the strength in his legs to continue on his way out of the kitchen. Juyeon didn't know where so much courage came from saying all that.

Maybe it was the conversations with Eric where he assured you that your feelings for Deokwan were gone. You knew so, you just had no idea that your best friend had just told Lee Juyeon.

“What do you mean by that, Juyeon?” your voice was shaky, pure nervousness as your body swiveled to face the boy who hadn't moved a muscle since he walked into that kitchen.

"I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin" the first step toward you had been taken, you at least moved after he took another step. Juyeon didn't smile, eyes fixed on yours "If he knows you don't love him anymore" by now you knew Eric Sohn had his finger on it, knew he was the big culprit for almost all of Juyeon's courage. Just didn't know I'd be grateful for the next steps.

Juyeon's hand touched your face, the icy fingers made your entire skin tingle and eyes quickly closed as the boy brought his face closer. You should walk away, you should run away and say you couldn't do this.

But a completely drunk Jacob appeared there. The noise of cups falling from the kitchen counter made Juyeon startle along with you, both of you separating to see the other boy apologizing numerous times while looking at you and his friend.

“Shit, I got in your way” he grumbled “Eric and Sunwoo are going to kill me for this, sorry!”

So they told you something, you thought. It could only be since Juyeon knew you didn't love Deokwan. But the question wasn't even that, and yes, how? How could he know something so personal that you had only told – obviously – Sunwoo and Eric.

"I just came to drop off these cups that were scattered in the hallway and—" Jacob looked around trying to find another excuse that wouldn't embarrass him so much for getting in the way of you and Juyeon, but he just couldn't. His drunken brain didn't help him much either.

“How about we get out of here to make Cobie more comfortable?” Juyeon's voice was like a whisper and you wondered how you heard with all that loud music and screaming inside the house. It was clear as daylight because he was still close enough to you.

Your brain wanted to scream no, you really wanted to deny that request, but found yourself with your hand clasped in his as Juyeon walked you out of that party. None of your friends objected to seeing you go out with him, not least because they knew you needed it. Even you knew, you just didn't want to admit to yourself that Lee Juyeon's return had stirred your insides so much.

"What? Where do you think we're going?” finally your voice came out after a while, your hand let go of Juyeon's as he stopped beside his own car. The keys between his fingers and his gaze lingering on you as he interspersed nervous figure and the car that had been unlocked by the alarm.

"To a quieter place, maybe" he shrugged as if that was the most normal thing in the world.

“You're unbelievable” your laugh was a mixture of desperation, nervousness and, who knows, a little nostalgia.

"Why?" Juyeon didn't move, his eyes always fixed on you and the keys still playing in his fingers as his voice became more serious “Are you afraid to be seen with me, y/n? Are you afraid he'll see you here?” you didn't know how to answer that and that's what was scaring you the most. Juyeon then decided to approach, his steps slowly towards you and stopping right in front of you. Now his hands hovered at his sides.

“I know I have no right to say anything…”

"And do not have. Because you left” was a scrap of courage inside you that needed to say that. All that time repressing a conversation around Juyeon's return was happening in the most random way, but you needed to enjoy “You literally went to another country and come back like nothing happened, Juyeon. And I hate you so much for messing with me it's like you never left.”

"Y/n…"

“I don't love Deokwan anymore, that's true” you sighed trying not to cry at that moment. A lot of things inside you happening and crying was the only way out, but maybe after he was no longer in front of you "But it's true that I also hate you for coming back and acting this way."

Walking away from him like that had been more painful than the first time.

Two weeks locked inside your room and living on fast food and TV movies. Your friends understood and none of them forced you to leave the room, even if the attempts were daily. You were grateful that exam week had passed, or you would have to go to campus, and sure enough, the risk of bumping into Juyeon would be much greater.

In there you were safe. Or at least you thought so.

“Come back here!” the shouts from downstairs were so normal to you if it weren't for the male voice retorting as the footsteps on the stairs became steady and louder.

“I promise it will be quick” it wasn't possible that Juyeon was there, inside your frat house.

“Juyeon, she's not…” your friend's voice trailed off as he opened the door. You, even hearing everything, jumped in fright as you stared at the worried look of the boy in front of you along with the scared look of your friend.

"I tried" she pouted, quickly slapping his arm "Get out, let's go."

"I-"

“You can leave it here” you said.

"Really?" your friend and Juyeon asked at the same time, both in disbelief thinking you would say otherwise, but no. If he was there for something important, then you had to listen to him even if it was the last thing you did.

“I'll be downstairs if you need it” your friend directed a loving look at you, looking now at Juyeon “Hyunjae left his hockey stick here, anything I run upstairs and I won't be afraid to use it.”

She closed the door right away.

“Always so loved” Juyeon smiled awkwardly after a while, getting the first heartfelt laugh out of you.

So… It was the word that always started when the mood started to get uncomfortable, or when neither of them knew what to say. But not for Juyeon. He really had come with a purpose and he vehemently hoped to fulfill it.

“We were meant to be, y/n” you had to hold back your reaction at all costs, but that had taken you by surprise. Juyeon was convinced of what he said as he approached his bed “but a twist of fate made it so you had to walk away, and I know I'm guilty of never having tried anything.”

“Juyeon.”

"I love you" he stopped his footsteps when he got close enough "I've never stopped thinking about how much I've loved you since the first day I saw you walking into that high school" a low sigh escaped his lips, his nose burning as the memory was hit hard "Those glasses that molded your whole face, your cheeks rosy with shame because you thought you had entered the wrong room…"

“I got nervous” you pouted and laughed too, it wasn't painful to remember your first day of school. Because besides Juyeon, you met most of your friends that day.

“You made my heart flutter in a ridiculously cute way” his gaze was so bright you knew at that moment Juyeon was about to cry. You got out of bed to go around the furniture little by little, enough for him to continue talking without getting so nervous "And it hasn't stopped happening."

"You were ashamed to say that" his voice came out as a whisper at that moment.

"I don't care what people say when we're together" trying not to invade your personal space, Juyeon reached up to touch his hand. And in surprise, you intertwined your fingers to hold his hand infinitely bigger than yours "I only care what it's going to be like from now on with the two of us."

Us. You knew that it had never ceased to exist. Deep down, you knew that your heart was always with Juyeon even if it wasn't by your side. And from those lines and everything he had shown, you were absolutely sure of reciprocity.

With your free hand, you touched his face and like almost instantly, Juyeon bent down enough to be with your face at the same height as his.

"Can I kiss you?" Juyeon interspersed his gaze between your eyes and your mouth, the smile slightly crooked as you nodded.

Feeling his lips again was like riding a wave of happiness where you took your serotonin fuel. The way it all fell into place while that kiss was loaded with longing and feelings neither of you could – or would – say out loud. It was just made to feel and you knew how lucky you were to feel it for each other.

Distancing yourself at that moment was only because you needed air in your lungs, because neither of you intended to end that kiss.

“You know,” Juyeon took a breath after a few seconds without kissing you, eyes still closed and his forehead pressed against yours. That quickened breath slowly calming down along with your “I just want it to be you and I forever.”

"Do you want?" he nodded without a single moment's hesitation, you opened your eyes to see him nibble his bottom lip reddened by the recent kiss.

"I've lost a lot by your side and I don't intend to lose it again."

"Juyeon, we…"

"I know you want to leave, I know this sounds crazy because we need to talk and I just walked up to your room just like that” you laughed at how he stumbled over his own words, but that was really true. And not to mention that most likely his friends were pining downstairs hoping that everything would work out somehow “But I want to make it work and I don't intend to go anywhere without you this time.”

“What do you mean by that, Lee Juyeon?”

And with the brightest smile that ever warmed your heart, he leaned in again to kiss your lips and whisper the sweetest words.

“Baby be with me so happily.”

#juyeon au #juyeon fluff #ficscafe #deobiwritersnet #juyeon angst #juyeon x reader #juyeon x you #the boyz au #tbz au #the boyz fluff #tbz fluff #the boyz angst #tbz angst #lee juyeon au #juyeon scenarios #tbz scenarios #juyeon imagines #tbz imagines #the boyz scenarios #the boyz imagines #lee juyeon fluff #lee juyeon angst #juyeon headcanons #the boyz headcanons

[ericshoney]

Picture Perfect ~ Part 6

Three weeks. It has been three weeks since Juyeon kidnapped you. Three weeks since you went outside. Three weeks since you looked at a phone. Three weeks you've been stuck with a crazy, obsessed man. You had been able to walk freely around the house, however all the doors and windows were locked.

It was hard at first, not being able to see family or other friends, but Juyeon somehow turned out truly sweet. It was unbelievable to look at. You knew before he took you he was a kind guy, but you thought that was just an act for you to fall for, but now, he was a gentleman. He just wouldn't let you outside the house.

And with being locked in one place, seeing the same person everyday, it seemed nice, simple and you felt loved. A small part of your brain was screaming at you, telling you he's manipulating you, but a much bigger part was telling you it was okay to accept it.

Juyeon would go out shopping, buy all your favourite things, cute little gifts and so much more. You were slowly forgetting he had kidnapped you for his own sake. You slowly learnt that if you behaved, Juyeon was happy and wouldn't shout. He also promised that if a month rolled round and you weren't trouble, he'd take you out.

"I'm home!"

Those words broke you out of the book you were reading. You looked up from the sofa and saw Juyeon walk in with a take-away bag. He smiled, coming over to kiss you on the forehead.

"Hello my angel." He said sweetly.

"Hi." You replied softly.

"I got food, come eat." He said, walking to the kitchen.

You placed a bookmark into the book before following the man into the small kitchen. He had already dished up the food, placing it on the dining table you share. He pulled out your chair, letting you sit before he did.

"Did you have a good day, love?" Juyeon asked as you slowly started eating.

"Yeah, it was relaxing I guess." You answered.

"I'm sorry I wasn't home, I had a job." He apologised, holding your hand.

"It's okay I understand." You replied.

Juyeon smiled as you both ate dinner, before returning to the living room. Juyeon sat down, pulling you onto his lap. You straddled his lap, both legs either side of his.

"Your so beautiful~" He whispered, brushing a few hairs away from your face.

"Tha...Thank you." You mumbled, a faint blush rising to your cheeks.

Juyeon smiled again, his hands softly grazing over your body, his touch was hot when it hit your skin. You felt a spark you never had before.

"I want to do so many things to your body, sweetheart~"

You suddenly felt a wave of power, you giggled and leaned closer to the man.

"Then do them. I want you Lee Juyeon. I...I love you." You confessed.

Juyeon looked at you in shock, but also joy. He kissed you deeply, holding you tightly. Happy his plan had worked so well, so easily. Juyeon knew he had you right where he wanted you and you were so accepting of it all.

#au #kpop #the boyz #the boyz fanfic #kpop fanfic #juyeon #lee juyeon #juyeon x you #juyeon x reader #lee juyeon x reader #yandere juyeon #part 6 #oneshot #yandere #yandere oneshot #yandrere fanfic #manipulation #gaslighting #control #mind games #love #angst #reader

[itsbeeble]

TRY HARD

SUMMARY: Need to get rid of some junk? Well these college hunks will haul YOUR junk! Give us a call at xxx-xxx-JUNK and we’ll haul YOUR junk for FREE! (limited time offer)

GENRE: smut, crack, fluff, minimal angst

PAIRING: Lee Juyeon x afab!reader (ft. sangyeon, sunwoo, and chanhee)

WC: 8.7k (oops)

SERIES MASTERLIST

PERM TAGLIST: @winterchimez @juyeonszn

18+ MDNI AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

WARNINGS: name calling (reader calls Juyeon stripper boy, baby, and pretty boy. Juyeon calls reader pretty girl), swearing, mentions of college parties, Y/N roasts Juyeon like a lot, Juyeon stops a door with his foot, one bed trope (for like two seconds), sunwoo slander (learning from Fawn <3) Juyeon is not god's strongest soldier, masturbation (m and kinda f), p in v sex, implied unprotected sex, restraints are used, dom!reader kinda, bratty!Juyo kinda, really poor attempts at humor, i think there's more but that covers the big stuff

A/N: This was NOT supposed to be almost 9k. It was supposed to be 3k at MOST but i will not lie i will prolly end up doing this again for most of the fics I'm putting out for this collab oops. Anywayyyyy let's kick off the collab with arguably my funniest fic.

The first time you meet Lee Juyeon, you’re dressed in sleep shorts and the biggest sweatshirt in your closet. He’s standing at your door, and for a moment you can’t help but be confused by the fact that yes, there is a hot man in a white tank top and cargo pants leaning against your doorframe. And yes, he is, in fact, there for you and not the girls living down the hall from you. 

And, to be fair, it wasn’t your fault that you thought he was a stripper. Really, it wasn’t. It’s not every day that you see a guy with a body to die for and the face of an angel. 

“Are you some sort of stripper?” For a moment, the two of you are quiet. There’s a look of pure astonishment on his face that eventually turns into him fighting back a grin. 

“Do you want me to be?” His tongue brushes over his lower lip while he scans you up and down and you scoff. 

“No. The girls you’re probably looking for are down the hall, the last door on the right.” You begin to shut the door. “Have fun.” 

“Wait!” His foot catches in the door before you can slam it shut and you hear him swear loudly. “Shit, that did not feel good.” 

“Are you fucking stupid?” You swing the door open again, scowling at him. “Why would you try to catch this heavy ass door with your foot?” 

“I thought it would look cool!” He winces, one hand gripping your door frame and the other cradling his aching foot. “Like in the movies!”

“I don’t know if you know this…” you trail off, squinting at him and realizing you have no idea who this man is. “Stripper boy,—”

“Juyeon,” you can practically hear his teeth grinding as he speaks. You hum.

“Stripper boy,” you bob your head. “That’s what I’m gonna call you.”

“Please don’t—”

“Anyway,” you interrupt again. “I don’t know if you know this, but romance movies are fictional. Of course, it’s not gonna look like the prop door and they’re gonna catch it like it’s nothing. This, however,” you hit your fist against your door, “is solid metal. Not gonna feel good when you catch this shit, dumbass.”

“Whatever,” Juyeon rolls his eyes and straightens his body out. “I was just making my rounds across campus, wanted to see if you’d be interested in supporting your local fraternity.”

You raise an eyebrow, reaching your hand out to take the flier from his hand. 

College Hunks Hauling Junk!

Need to get rid of some junk? Well, these college hunks will haul YOUR junk! Give us a call at xxx-xxx-JUNK and we’ll haul YOUR junk for FREE! (limited-time offer)

Scan HERE to book your appointment!

“College hunks hauling junk,” you can’t help but laugh at the name and take the flier from Juyeon’s hands. He grins at you. “People are actually paying you guys to haul their shit away?” 

He shrugs. “It’s free, technically. You’re allowed to donate, but we’re really just doing it for free. You know, help out fellow students and spread the word.” 

“You sure it wouldn’t be easier to just do some stripping if you can’t pay the rent?” You ask. “Also, what do you mean spread the word?” 

“I’m glad you asked.” Juyeon points a finger at the bottom of the flier, completely disregarding the first part of your sentence. Fuck, his hands are big.

This ad also doubles as your invitation to Tau Beta Zeta’s parties for the rest of the semester. Cash this in at any time and get into ANY parties for free! (Code word will be given at the time of flier being cashed in) (Girls get in for free, Guys $5 @ the door)

“We’re having a little competition with the sorority down the road from us,” Juyeon explains. “Whoever has more people by the end of the semester gets to host the end-of-the-year party and the other frat or sorority has to buy food and drinks.” 

You stare at the paper for a second, pondering your options. Then you smile, look up at the man that you are still pretty damn sure is a stripper, and hand back the flier. 

“I’m good, thanks.”

The door shuts, and you turn to go back to bed. The sound of paper sliding across the ground stops you, and you can see in the faint light that streams under your door that Juyeon slipped the flier into your room. 

Fucking try hard.

The second time you see Lee Juyeon, he’s handing out fliers again. Only he isn’t walking around random apartment buildings with a weird seductive look that you honestly don’t doubt was working. This time, he’s in a hoodie and jeans and walking around the center of campus with people that you can only assume are his frat brothers. 

At first, you almost don’t recognize him, but then his eyes meet yours, and you can see the corners wrinkle when he smiles. Again, you’re confused. Is he smiling at you? 

Your head whips around, trying to find someone around you that he might be looking at, and when you turn around again, Juyeon is approaching you.

“Have you thought about it, pretty girl?” He asked and you stared at him dumbly for a moment. Did he just call you pretty girl? 

“Thought about what?” He holds up that flier again, placing it in your hands similarly to the other night. “Oh.”

“Did you think I was kidding?” He leans down slightly, keeping eye contact. Your free hand places itself on his chest— which you hadn’t realized before was very solid— and pushes him back. He barely moves. In fact, you are the one who gets pushed back. 

“Listen, stripper boy—”

“Juyeon—” 

“Stripper boy,” you mimic the exasperated tone he uses with you. “If I wanted an invitation to a stereotypical frat party with a bunch of drunk 20-somethings and cheap beer and bad pizza and try-hard men like yourself, I would’ve gone by now.” You fold up the flier, smoothing out the edges before holding it out to him. He doesn’t take it, and you can see the gears turning in his brain. 

“So what you’re saying,” he starts to smile and steps toward you again.”

“Stripper boy,” you warn.

“…is that there’s a chance?”

“Absolutely not, there is not a chance in hell that I’m gonna call some college hunks to haul junk out of my college apartment that I can barely afford to live in let alone pay you to take things out of.” Juyeon shrugs.

“Like I said, payment is optional and can come in…” he wiggles his eyebrows at you, “many different forms, pretty girl.”

“That’s gross, stripper boy.” You scrunch up your nose and he laughs. “Also, why are you calling me that?”

“Calling you what?” his smile only grows and you huff. 

“Pretty girl.”

“Because you are a pretty girl.” 

“No, I’m—” You catch yourself in the sentence when he leans forward onto the tips of his toes, ready to stop you. “You know what, fuck you. I know that was a dirty little trick and I’m not gonna fall for it just so you can swoop in and say something like oh nooo, don’t say that about yourself! You’re so pretty! And then you’ll tuck my hair behind my ear and you’ll try to kiss me and then—” You stop yourself again. Juyeon’s smile is almost scary at this point, stretching all the way across his face as if this had been his plan all along and you walked right into it. 

“And then…?” He teases. 

“…fuck you and your frat, stripper boy. God, you guys are such try-hards.”

You hold onto the flier this time, whether too embarrassed to give it back or genuine curiosity, you aren’t sure. You do know that you can’t stop the pounding in your chest, or the heat rising in your cheeks. 

“Who was that?” Sunwoo slings an arm over Juyeon’s shoulder, both men watching you walk away with the flier held tightly in your hand. Juyeon smiles. 

“Just someone I know.” 

“Didn’t look like she was too happy to see you.” Sunwoo snickers and drops his arm down to stand straight. Juyeon turns to the younger man, the smile he had when standing with you now gone and replaced with a permanent scowl. 

“Who even asked you, Sunwoo?”

The younger raises his hands in defense. “I’m just saying! It looked like she hated you. Oooh, maybe you’re finally gonna get that enemies-to-lovers arc that Eric is always— WHOA, HEY—” Sunwoo nearly trips over himself trying to get away from Juyeon as the older frat brother swings his arm out in his direction. “Don’t hurt this pretty face! How else is the soccer team gonna get their funds?” A hand in the shape of a finger gun finds its way under Sunwoo’s chin, and the star soccer player smirks. 

“I think they’ll manage,” Juyeon swings his arm out again, wincing when Sunwoo lets out an ear-piercing squeal. 

It’s like you’re seeing him everywhere. Every class you go to, it’s like he’s always there handing out fliers or chatting with his friends. And, unfortunately, every time you see him, he sees you too. He animatedly waves at you, calling your name or running over to you. Every time, you somehow end up with another flier to add to your collection.

For weeks you’ve been seeing him in places that you swear you’d never seen him in before. You swear that he’s not in your environmental course. You swear that he’s not in your sociology course. He just has to be following you. 

That, or you just have shitty luck with Lee Juyeon.

It must be bad luck, you think as you watch the fire department evacuate your flooded building. It must be, you tell yourself as you stand there in the pouring rain in pajama shorts and a sweater, sans an umbrella. There’s nothing else it could be.

Your eyes narrow at the sight of Juyeon standing near a group of girls with those damned fliers in one hand and some umbrellas around the wrist of the other. Your hands tighten around your arms, body shaking from the cold of the rain. Your lips twist into a deep frown when he approaches you, his eyebrows knit together and his lips pursed at the sight of you. His mouth opens to say something, and you hold your hand up to stop him. 

“Save it, stripper boy. I don’t want your fucking spiel right now.” His shoulders slump a little.

“I was just going to ask if you wanted an umbrella.” He holds one out, the last one on his arm. “You have to be freezing right now, and you’re absolutely soaked.” Your hand wraps around the umbrella, your eyes still narrowed with suspicion.

“Thanks…” he smiles and backs up to give you space to open it. You would never admit to his face that he was right. That you were freezing your ass off in this godforsaken weather. 

“Are you okay?” You look up at him, sniff, and shrug.

“I mean, my home is currently flooding which leaves me homeless for at least a few days. It’s piss-pouring rain out here, I’m in my pajamas with all my clothing inside the flooded building, and now here you are probably trying to get me to buy from your stupid fundraiser thing.” You take a deep breath, finally looking him in the eye. “So no, I don’t think I’m okay, Juyeon. Thanks for asking.” He’s quiet for a moment, and then a small smile breaks onto his face.

“I think that’s the first time you’ve called me Juyeon.” You bite your tongue and turn to walk away from him. “Wait, fuck, Y/N it was a joke. I’m sorry.” He grabs your arm, pulling you back to him. You can see a little bit of panic in his gaze. 

“Yeah, well it was a shitty joke.” You scoff. 

“I know, poor taste, I was just trying to lighten the mood.” He pulls his hand from your arm, and you almost feel bad. It’s quiet between you two, and you think that this is the first time it’s ever been completely silent. Well, save for the chatter of other tenants and incoming sirens and the yells of officers. 

“This fucking sucks,” you grumble, and Juyeon huffs out a laugh.

“Do you have anywhere that you go?” 

You shake your head. “Nah, none of my friends have space for another person in their apartment or dorm.” 

“You could stay with me.” He says it so fast, so suddenly, that you thought you misheard him at first. 

“Excuse me?” Juyeon clears his throat, his cheeks and ears flushing and you can’t tell if it’s from the cold or embarrassment. 

“I— I mean you— I’m just—” he stumbles over his words and you smile. 

“Is the Lee Juyeon embarrassed right now? In front of little ol’ me, nonetheless?” 

“I’m not embarrassed,” he snaps, pressing the back of one of his hands to his neck in a poor attempt to cool himself down. “I’m just— I—”

“Juyeon,” your hand comes up to his arm and he flinches. You let your arm drop down to your side. “Are you trying to ask me to stay with you while the building is being repaired?” 

You’re smiling at him, and it’s like that tiny action brings back all of his previous confidence. He’s smirking again, leaning down under the tiny umbrella he gave you. It’s your turn to blush now, but your eyes don’t leave his.

“Because,” your voice nearly betrays you. “That would be a little…odd…wouldn’t it? A girl living with, what, ten men? People would talk.” He hums.

“But they would also find it odd if I just…left you to live in your car for god knows how long, wouldn’t they?” His hand is on your waist, and the breath in your lungs hitches. 

“That’s true…” you hum and pull away from him. “I don’t have any clothes, though. I’d need to find some before doing anything.” Juyeon clicks his tongue and leans back, a thoughtful look taking over the previous…you don’t even know what to call what you were doing. Was he flirting with you? Were you flirting with him?

“That’s true,” he nods his head. “We can grab some from the store tomorrow? And for now, you can borrow some of my stuff— I mean, if you’re comfortable with that.” He stumbles over his words again, and you can’t help but laugh. “Kevin’s clothes might fit you better but— you’re laughing. Why are— why are you laughing at me.”

“You’re just—” You break into another fit of giggles, covering your mouth with your hand to try and muffle the noise. “God, you’re so dumb.”

“How am I dumb?” Juyeon pouts at you, and you know he just wants you to be comfortable. 

“Never mind,” you wave him off, “let’s just get going. I’m tired and wet.” Juyeon raises an eyebrow, and you roll your eyes. “Not like that, stripper boy.” 

“I know,” he grins at you and tugs you by the sleeve to get you to start walking. “I just wanted to mess with you a little bit.”

“Seems like that’s all you do.” You roll your eyes. “And please tell me you drove here. I am not walking to the house in shorts and slippers.” Juyeon clicks his tongue. 

“As if I would walk anywhere in this weather.” He reaches into his pocket and you hear the click of a button, and then the lights of a car in front of you light up. He jogs forward, grabbing the handle of the passenger side door for you with a bright smile on his face. “After you, m’lady.”

“What a gentleman,” you shut the umbrella and duck into the vehicle. 

“Only for you, pretty girl.” He winks at you and shuts the door.

Juyeon is quiet when you exit his bathroom. Your hair is wrapped in a towel, your body swamped in Juyeon’s clothes. He’s lying flat on his back on his mattress, his legs dangling off the edge and his fingers drumming on his stomach. Your feet shuffle against the ground, the fabric of his sweatpants covering your feet entirely and dragging behind you. His t-shirt is almost like a dress on you, hanging down to your thighs and the sleeves baggy along your arms where it would be formfitting on him. 

“Where should I put these?” Juyeon lifts his head, and you hear a sharp inhale. He’s staring at you, and the gaze is heavy with something you can’t place. 

“You—” his voice cracks and he sits up fully, resting his elbows on his knees. “You can just toss them in the basket next to you. I’ll— I’ll wash it tomorrow.” You hum, doing as he says and tossing your clothing into the basket. 

His room is…weirdly clean. At least, it’s cleaner than you expected it to be for a frat boy. There’s a bit of laundry scattered across the room, sure, but you don’t feel gross just standing there. The floor is clean, the bed is made. 

The bed.

The one bed in the room. 

“Where— where should I set up a spot to sleep?” You wring your hands behind your back.

“What?” Juyeon stares at you dumbly, his eyes blank and jaw dropped slightly. If you look closely, you swear you can see a puddle of drool on the floor in front of him. Unintentionally, you snort and immediately slap a hand over your mouth. 

“I just— I mean this is your room, stripper boy.” You shrug, trying to keep the air as light as possible. “Where should I set up camp for the next three days?”

“You are not sleeping on the floor.” Juyeon shakes his head and pushes off the edge of his bed.

“Then where am I gonna sleep?” 

“The bed?” He says it as if it’s obvious. “The fuck? You really thought I was gonna make you sleep on the floor?” 

“Stripper boy, I am not sleeping in your bed.” You click your tongue.

“Yes, you are, pretty girl.” He takes a step toward you. “I’m not gonna let you sleep on the floor! First of all, you’re a guest. Second of all, I’m a gentleman. Third of all, I’m—” he cuts himself short again and you raise an eyebrow.

“Well, then I’ll sleep on the couch downstairs. That’ll solve it.” You move to the door, but he grabs your upper arm and pulls you toward him. “Dude, you have got to stop grabbing me like that. It’s kind of annoying.”

“Sorry.” He exhales and lets go of your arm, brushing his hand across the skin he grabbed as if to soothe it. It sends sparks of heat through your arm, and you fight back a shiver. “I just— what if we share my bed?” 

You stare at him for a moment.

Then another.

And then another.

And then Juyeon is wincing and stepping away from you. 

“I was just— that was stupid. I’m sorry.”

“I mean…” you purse your lips. “If it solves the problem, then sure.” 

“Wait seriously?” His eyes bug out of his head and you laugh. “You’re comfortable with that?” 

“Stripper boy, if you thought I was gonna kick you out of your bed, then you have a whole new thing coming.” He rolls his eyes. “We can just…I dunno. Put pillows between us?” 

“Yeah, that works. That works just fine.” He sighs heavily. Just fine. He’s gonna be just fine these next few days.

Juyeon realizes very quickly that it will not, in fact, be fine. He realizes this when he wakes up in the middle of the night, the pillows between the two of you thrown to the edge of the bed and your body wrapped around his like a vice. One of your legs is hooked around his, the other strewn across his hip to lock him down. You have one arm tucked under his, holding his shoulder while your free arm has slipped around his waist, under his shirt so your fingers are splayed across his abdomen. Your head is seemingly strategically placed on his chest, and he can feel every breath you release. He can feel every pulse of your heartbeat against his leg—

Wait.

…

Oh, this arrangement is not going to be good for his heart. 

He tries desperately to shift away from you, to gently pry you off of him, anything to get the pounding in his chest to go away. Anything to stop the blood from rushing to his dick like some goddamn virgin. It’s a normal thing. It’s not something to get fucking hard over, Lee Juyeon. Pull yourself together.

It feels like ages before he’s able to pull himself free, nearly falling out of his bed to get away from you. He freezes in place when he hears you shift, a quiet moan leaving you when your sleeping self finds the spot Juyeon once lay frozen is now empty. His heart is pounding, his feet padding quickly against the floor to get to his bathroom. He’s quick to shut the door, cringing at the squeak of the hinges. Gotta get those fixed, he notes. For future reference, of course.

He’s hard in his sweats, his dick straining against the fabric, and his body feels like it’s on fire. Juyeon leans against the counter, tapping his foot anxiously while he stares at himself in the mirror. His cheeks are flushed, his hair a mess, and his pupils are blown out. He grips the marble counter, squeezing his eyes shut and praying to god that he softens soon because he cannot and will not jerk off to you. Not when you’re right there, one thin wall over. 

Thinking that was a mistake. His dick twitches in his pants at the thought of you waking up and finding him in the bathroom, cock in hand, and frantically trying to rub one out. 

Oh, he’s so fucked, he squeezes his eyes shut as he shoves his sweatpants down just enough to be able to grab himself. Just enough for him to spring free and let the cold air wash over him. 

Juyeon is completely, royally fucked, and he knows it as he spits on his hand. He knows it when he wraps his hand around his cock. Juyeon knows it when his body shudders from the first pump of his hand, the brush of his thumb across his tip. He knows it when he fights the whine trying to erupt from his throat. 

He knows it when he cums in his hand, ropes of white covering his palm when he places his hand over his tip to minimize the mess. He knows it when all he thought about was you. You and your pretty face. You who calls him stripper boy, who hasn't hesitated to shoot him down every chance you get. You who he’s pretty damn sure is into him in the same way he’s into you.

It’s hard for Juyeon to get back in his bed and lie down next to you knowing that just a few minutes ago he came in his hand to the thought of you. It’s even harder for him to fall back to sleep when you wrap yourself around him again, relaxing against his body and releasing a contented sigh. He tries so, so hard to relax with you, to steady his pounding heart. 

God, he’s so fucked.

"When did you get here?” There’s a boy— a man, really— standing at the counter when you and Juyeon walk into the kitchen in the morning. The man is holding a ceramic Garfield mug that you assume is filled with coffee, and he’s got his phone in his free hand. You give him a short wave, and he nods back at you. 

Juyeon had been odd the whole morning. Or, at least, the two hours you had been awake and the one hour since he’d woken up and immediately rolled to his feet to get away from you. Something about morning wood. Since then, he’d been keeping a healthy distance from you, flinching away from your touch and giving short responses to your questions and statements. It makes you nervous. Were you intruding? Did he regret asking you to stay? 

“Last night,” Juyeon answers for you, leading you to the bar counter and pulling out a chair for you to sit in. “Y/N, this is Sangyeon. He’s the Tau Beta Zeta president. Sangyeon, this is Y/N. She’s gonna be staying with us for the next couple of days.” 

Sangyeon squints at you, gnawing at his lip in thought. 

“And you guys are…what? Friends? Lovers? Fuck buddies?” You scoff and Juyeon whips his head around, nearly spilling coffee onto his hand. 

“None of the above,” you wave your hand and almost miss the flash of emotion in Juyeon’s eyes. “Just someone who needed a hand, and strip- Juyeon happened to be there.” Sangyeon turns to Juyeon with an inquisitive look on his face. Juyeon shakes his head and turns back to you with two mugs in his hand. 

“I didn’t know how you take your coffee so I just threw some cream and a bit of sugar in there.” The mug he slides over to you is shaped like a ladybug, and you can’t help the laugh that escapes you at the sight of his mug. Normal, compared to yours. Just plain white with text that says ‘Stupid people shouldn’t breed!’. “What’s so funny?”

“Just the…interesting arrangement of mugs you all have here.” You smile at Juyeon, but he just scoffs. Sangyeon excuses himself and pats Juyeon on the shoulder before making his exit up the stairs.

“I’ll have you know that I picked these all out.” He defends, but you can see the embarrassment in the flush of his cheeks, the dark color spreading to the tips of his ears. “You got a problem with them?”

“No, no,” you smile into your mug and take a sip. It’s bitter, and a bit watered down, but you’re grateful for the caffeine boost. “It’s cute, really. You made some great choices, stripper boy.” 

“That sounded sarcastic,” Juyeon pouts at you and you shake your head.

“It wasn’t!” You reassure him, leaning your torso onto the counter. Juyeon stands near you now, on the shorter edge of the counter and he scoffs. 

“Sure it wasn’t. Because you’re the most supportive person in the world of my decisions.” He turns away from you, staring at the magnetic words on the refrigerator instead of at you and you rise from your seat to stand by his side. 

“Juyooo,” your voice is sing-song in tone and Juyeon fights every instinct inside of him that screams to pin you to the counter and fuck you senseless. “Are you mad at me?” 

“Of course I am,” he rolls his eyes and tilts his chin up when you come to stand in front of him. 

“Why?” You frown, but the corners of your lips fight to turn up.

“You made fun of me!” 

“Yeah, but it was all in good fun!” You protest. “I think your choice of mugs was cute!”

“No you don’t,” he scoffs and crosses his arms. “You think they’re stupid.” 

“No,” you shake your head. “I think they’re adorable.”

“Bullshit,” Juyeon says. “You think they’re stupid.”

“I do not.” You groan. 

“You do!”

“Do not!”

“Do too!”

“Do no—” 

Juyeon’s lips are on yours, and you let out a startled gasp, your hand flying up and finding purchase on his chest. 

You try to push him off, you really do! You think about it, you tell your body to push him off, and then somehow you end up pulling him closer, allowing your eyes to slip closed. Isn’t it so weird how that happens?

Your hand is holding his shirt tightly, keeping him close to you while your lips mesh in a sloppy kiss. His lips are rough against yours, his teeth nipping at your lower lip and then his tongue slips out and soothes the bites. The repeated actions have your legs trembling, your breathing becoming shaky, and your hand that isn’t in his shirt rises to the back of his neck to tangle in his hair and pull him impossibly closer to you.

His hands are all over you. They run up and down your waist, brushing under the waistband of the sweatpants he lent you, pushing into your back to keep you close to him. They run under your shirt, grazing the underside of your shirt, and he smiles when he feels you exhale shakily against him. 

You hesitantly, and ever so slowly, push your tongue out, letting it run across his lower lip and you’re a bit too pleased when he opens up for you immediately. He lets you push your tongue into his mouth, lets you explore, and is ever so patient with your hesitance. 

Gently, oh so gently, he sucks on your tongue while you try to pull it back into your mouth and you release the tiniest, almost inaudible whine. 

Apparently, to your complete dismay, this snaps Juyeon back into reality and he pulls away from you. He pulls away quickly, almost stumbling back and into some of the bar stools. You’re standing there, almost in a daze, and both of you just stare at each other for a moment. He doesn’t say anything, and neither do you, and Juyeon can tell that you’re regretting what the two of you just did. 

And it hurts. It really hurts when you open your mouth, going to speak and nothing comes out. He smiles sadly. 

“I should find a way to get to the store. You’re gonna need some clothes for the next few days.”

“Juyeon, wait—” You reach for him, but he just shakes his head.

“It’s fine, pretty girl.” He reassures you, but his voice breaks and betrays him. “No hard feelings. Let’s just forget it happened.”

“I don’t want to forget that!” You protest, but Juyeon just shakes his head.

“Like I said, pretty girl,” He grabs his mug and smiles at you. There’s no emotion behind it, at least not one that you want to recognize. “We gotta get you some clothes for the next three days.”

It’s infuriating how quickly he seems to move on. Three days pass by, and not once has he even hinted about talking about what happened. It was almost like he’d forgotten about it entirely.

Which, to your dismay, was exactly what he wanted you to do. It wasn’t as if you regretted the kiss, at least not in the way he thought. The regret that you knew you had let slip was from pulling away in the first place. You had only meant to come up for air, knowing that you would likely drown in him had you given yourself the chance. Now, due to your own stupid mistakes, the tables have turned for you. 

He’d been avoiding you since you moved back into your apartment two days ago. He’d avoided you in the classes you were now all too aware that you shared. It stung that he no longer sought you out, no longer yelled your name from across the room, and drew unwanted attention to you. He no longer pressured you to call the number on that damn flier that sat untouched on your desk.

“You could always just, I dunno,” Chanhee is lying on your bed, scrolling on his phone while you rant about his frat brother. “Call the number? I’m pretty sure it’s his number anyway.” 

“Wait seriously?” You spin around in your desk chair, turning away from the project you two are supposed to be working on together. 

“Yeah, it just happened to be really convenient that the last four digits of his phone number spelled junk. What do you think of this?” He flips his phone around to show you a coat. A black trench coat, nothing too fancy about it. 

“Eh. You have plenty of those, don’t you?”

“True.” He nods and lays back down.

“Should I really call him?” You lean your head back on your chair, lacing your fingers together on your lap. “What if he hates me, Chanhee?”

“Trust me, Y/N,” Chanhee exhales heavily, “that man does not hate you.”

“But how do you know that?” You ask. “If he told you that, he could be lying to you!”

“Girl,” Chanhee throws his phone down onto your mattress and sits up straight. “If a man hates you, he is not going to jack off at 3 in the goddamn morning— with his frat brothers in the other room that connects to his bathroom, mind you— to the thought of you. Trust me. He doesn’t hate you.”

“You don’t— I’m sorry, what?” Your eyes are bugging out of your head and Chanhee grimaces in a way that tells you that he was not supposed to tell you that. 

“Oops…” 

“What do you mean he— Chanhee, what are you talking about?” Chanhee is already rising from your bed, grabbing his laptop, and sliding his shoes on.

“I think it’s time for me to get out of here,” he tells you with a tight smile on his face. He comes toward you though, holding the flier in his hand. “But, I really think you should call this number. Could really help you both, I think.” 

When the door shuts behind your classmate, you sit in silence for a moment. A few moments, really, just holding the first flier that Juyeon ever gave you in your hand. There’s a little bit of water damage from the flooding, but the number in the middle of the page is still there. It’s almost ironic that Juyeon’s phone number is the only part of the advertisement that isn’t ruined, like something was telling you that you needed to call Juyeon. 

Your phone rings once, then twice, and you hear the line click on the other side.

“Thank you for calling College Hunks, what junk can we haul for you today?”

It takes Juyeon a little over an hour to get to your apartment. By that point, you’d gathered anything that you didn’t want into trash bags and set them in your living room. Each bag is organized to an extent. Things to be recycled, to be donated, or just thrown away. Most of the items that needed to be thrown away were damaged when your apartment building flooded, each damaged beyond repair. Almost like fate, isn’t it?

There’s a knock on your door. One, two, three. Your hands are shaking a bit when you grab the door handle. One, two, th—

You practically rip the door open before Juyeon can finish knocking. He’s standing there, wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open. The outfit he’s wearing is the same as the day he first showed up at your door. White tank top, cargo pants, and some worn-out sneakers. For once, his hair isn’t styled. He’s parted it down the middle, a little bit of gel used to keep it from falling into his face too much. 

“Hi,” you breathe out. It’s like Juyeon is stuck in a trance, his hand still frozen mid-knock and his mouth opening and closing like a damn fish. “You— do you want to come in?” Juyeon blinks. 

“Uh…yeah, yeah sure.” You step to the side, allowing him to walk into your apartment. It’s awkward, to say the least. When you shut your door, the click makes both of you flinch and suddenly you’ve forgotten everything that you wanted to say to him. 

“Is this—” Juyeon’s voice cracks a little bit, and he turns to face you but he doesn’t look you in the eye. “Is this everything?” 

“Yeah,” you nod, “yeah it is. Needed to get rid of some stuff after the building flooded, you know?” You laugh, but he doesn’t and you’re quick to shut your mouth. Say something, dammit. Anything. Your mind is screaming, whether at you or Juyeon you aren’t entirely sure. “Juyeon, can we ta—” 

“I should get started then,” he cuts you off and you grimace. “Got a couple of appointments today, so I can’t linger for long.”

“Right…” your voice trails off. “Yeah, I’ll get out of your way then.”

Plan A is a bust, then. 

Juyeon moves quickly. You don’t know if it’s work ethic or if he wants to get away from you as fast as possible, but it stings. You don’t say anything to each other the whole time, not that you staying in your bedroom the whole time did anything to help the situation. You can hear him moving around, carrying bag after bag down to his car, but not once does he come to talk to you. Not even about the junk he’s carrying out. 

Your forehead is against your desk, your eyes shut tightly as you try to block out the noise, knowing that he’ll be carrying out the last bag soon. The sound of your feet tapping on the ground is almost enough to drown out Juyeon, but not quite enough to drown out the knocking at your bedroom door. 

Your head snaps up, and you spin around to face Juyeon. 

“Hi,” he gives you a tight smile. “I just— I brought out the last bag so I guess— I guess I should go, huh?” 

Don’t, you want to tell him, don’t leave yet.

“Yeah, I guess so.” You stand up and clear your throat. “Here, what’s your Venmo? I can send you some money.”

Juyeon shakes his head. “I already told you that you don’t have to pay me.” 

“Yeah, you did,” you agree. “But I’d feel bad if I let you leave empty-handed.” 

“I’m not leaving emptyhanded, though!” He argues. “I have your junk! Which, surprisingly, all fit into the trunk of my car.”

“Go you,” you cheer halfheartedly. “That’s not gonna stop me from paying you.”

“Pretty girl,” he warns. “I’m not gonna let you pay me.”

“Then I’ll get Chanhee to tell me your Venmo.” You grin and Juyeon rolls his eyes. 

“You’re not gonna let this go, will you?”

“Nope,” you let the sound of the p pop when you say it and Juyeon lets out a dry laugh.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, you know that right?” 

“That’s the plan.” you look at him, and this time he’s looking right back at you. The awkward air has cleared, and it almost feels normal. Like it was prior to the kiss. God, please let Plan B work. “Are you gonna tell me what your account is, or am I gonna have to find some other way to pay you?” 

There’s a spark of something in Juyeon’s eyes, and his eyebrows knit together. Please get it, please get it, please get it. C’mon Juyeon, don’t be dense.

“Some other way?” He echoes, and you mentally cheer when he steps toward you. 

“Mhm!” You bob your head. “Like you said, there are other ways to pay you, aren’t there?” 

He’s right in front of you now, and you swear you see him start to reach for you before he’s forcing his hands back down to his sides. 

“You’re not—” he inhales and squeezes his eyes shut. “Please tell me I’m not misinterpreting this.” 

“Depends on what you think I’m saying.” You smirk, and Juyeon starts to lean down, his eyes flitting from your eyes to your lips. 

“What I think you’re offering,” he speaks slowly and you can feel his breath on your lips. “Is not exactly…appropriate, pretty girl.”

“And I think you’re right.” You’re practically whispering, every movement from your mouth causes your lips to brush against his and you’re so close to caving and just yanking him down to crush his lips against yours. 

Thankfully, Juyeon moves fast and he’s grabbing you by the waist to yank you to him and your hands are in his hair by the time his lips are on your. 

This kiss is heavier than the first. It’s messier and sloppier and his tongue is in your mouth, pushing at yours and licking at every nook and cranny that he can reach. You walk him backward to your bed. You don’t separate your mouths, not when you push him down onto your mattress, not when you sit on his lap with your legs on either side of him. Your nails dig into his shoulders, leaving little crescents indented into his skin. 

Juyeon groans at the stinging feeling, sliding his hands under your shirt and gently pushing it up. He does it slowly, giving you time to stop him, but you get impatient and shove him back until he’s lying down. His hands are still on your waist, and he’s watching with a hazy gaze as you lift your shirt over your head and throw it somewhere across the room. 

“Shit, pretty girl,” he breathes out and tries to slide his hands up to your chest. You’re smirking when you slap his hands away. 

“No touching yet,” you tell him and he groans in response. 

“You can’t just do this and not let me touch you!” He whines. “It’s not fair!” 

“You should’ve thought about that before you ignored me for a week,” you retort and he falls silent. “It’s fine, though. I’ll just get you back with this.” Your hands reach behind your back and you swiftly unclip your bra and throw that in the direction you’d thrown your shirt in. Juyeon’s hands lurch up to touch you again but you’re faster, grabbing his wrists and pinning them down to his sides with a click of your tongue.

“Y/N please,” Juyeon begs, his breath hitching in his throat when you leave him completely, and he can only watch as you unbutton your jeans and tug the rest of your clothing off. He’s practically drooling as he sits up, watching you undress for him. He watches you walk to your dresser, digging through your drawers for a moment before returning with a long piece of silk. “Oh, you’ve gotta be fucking joking.” 

You laugh at his reaction and toss the silk onto the mattress behind him. 

“Why would I be joking, Juyeon?” You stand between his legs, and you grin when he doesn’t even try to touch you this time. You can see the tent in his cargo pants and let your hands trace up and down his thighs. “Take off your shirt for me?” 

There’s a dangerous look in your eye, one that Juyeon can’t find himself wanting to disobey and he’s lifting his shirt over his head without a second thought. Your eyes widen ever so slightly and Juyeon can’t help but smirk. He knows he’s attractive, knows that his body catches people’s attention and he’s proud of that. 

With you, however, there’s something different about how you look at him. Something primal, like a predator looking at her prey and he shifts in his spot. 

“Pants too.” He nods and rises to his feet again, tensing when you raise your hands. “What are you stopping for? Get moving, don’t you have other appointments to get to?” Your hands are tracing the lines of his abs, feeling the way he flinches at your touch. You continue to trace his body as he bends down to lower his pants and boxers to the ground. Your hands raise to the backs of his shoulders, to the back of his neck, and let them slip down to his pecs when he stands straight again. 

You almost let yourself falter when you see his cock for the first time. It’s big, bigger than any you’ve taken in the past, and you can’t help but imagine what he’d looked like when he was thinking of you. Did he look as messy as he does now, eyes practically crazed, his breathing labored as he fisted himself? Did he watch himself in the mirror, imagining it was your hand instead of his own? 

“So pretty, baby.” You breathe out, letting your hand drop down to wrap around his cock. He sucks in a breath, letting it out when he whines at the feeling of you running your hand up and down, squeezing at the base, and rubbing your thumb along the tip. “So pretty.” 

You push him back again, releasing him from your grasp and following him as he slides up your bed. You take the silk in your hand, gesturing for him to put his hands above his head, tying the silk tightly around his wrists so he can’t get loose. Juyeon lets out another broken whine when you straddle him, running your fingers over your core and gathering the wetness on your fingers. You allow yourself to moan quietly, gauging Juyeon’s reaction to you touching yourself. He’s staring with his mouth hanging open, his cock twitching against his abdomen as he watches you sink two fingers into your core. He whines when your body shudders against him, when you curl your fingers up into you. 

“Is this what you think about, Juyeon?” You try your best to keep your voice steady when you speak. “Do you think about this when you touch yourself? When you lock yourself in the bathroom, jacking off to the thought of me like some little virgin?” He doesn’t respond, too lost in the sight of you riding your own hand. 

He doesn’t see you reach your free hand up, gasping when he feels you squeeze your fingers around his throat. Not too tightly, but enough to get his attention back on you. 

“I asked you a question, baby.” You pull your fingers out of your dripping pussy, gazing at the arousal covering your hand and humming in thought. “I guess I should give a reason to not answer, shouldn’t I?”

“Please,” Juyeon whispers out, and you smile when you raise your fingers to his mouth. 

“Go on then,” you tell him, “suck.” 

His head lurches forward, taking your fingers into his mouth and moaning at the taste of you. He runs his tongue along your fingers, and you inhale sharply, your eyelids drooping when he tries to open his eyes, trying to watch and gauge your reaction. 

“Cleanin’ me up good, hm?” You pull your fingers from his mouth and Juyeon takes this time to catch his breath, to gather himself. You don’t give him long though, no more than a few moments before you’re grabbing his cock in your dainty hand and lining it up with your pussy. 

“Fuck,” Juyeon throws his head back, his hands curling into fists, and groaning as you sink down on him. Your walls are squeezing so tightly around him, and he knows it has to be a stretch for you but you act as if it was nothing for you, as if he didn’t hit that sweet spot inside of you just by you sinking down on him. You let your eyes drift shut, fighting back the urge to start riding him until he has nothing left to give you. You can feel him twitching inside of you, knowing that he’s close just from your warm walls squeezing around him. “Fuck, pretty girl, please.”

“Please what, baby?” You coo, the hand on his throat squeezing gently. He whines and you grin. “Use those words, pretty boy. You can do it.”

“Let me fuck you,” he gasps out and you let out a yelp when he thrusts his hips up and sends you falling over his body. 

Your breasts are in his face now, and he doesn’t give you the chance to do anything before he’s bringing his arms down and trapping you against him as best he can. He thrusts his hips up, driving his cock into you at a pace that you couldn’t keep up with if you tried. He reaches his head up, his teeth latching onto one of your nipples and practically forcing you to follow him as he brings his head back down. Juyeon sucks at your breast, pinning your chest against his face with his arms that he’s brought to rest between your shoulder blades. Every one of his thrusts sends you up his body, but he does his damn best to keep you in place, sucking and licking and biting at both of your tits, groaning every time your cunt clenches around him. 

You feel like you can’t breathe, the air being punched out of you in broken moans and pitched whines. Juyeon is in about the same state as you, the noises he’s letting out are louder than yours, more frequent, and it brings a fresh wave of arousal washing over you. 

“Are you close, pretty boy?” You gasp out. “Gonna— gonna cum for me?” 

“Fuck, yes,” He throws his head back, his hips stuttering against yours. You bring one of your hands down to your clit, rubbing furious circles into it, letting your walls flutter around him and drawing both of you closer to your orgasms. 

When you cum, it has you seeing stars. Your orgasm has you crying out his name, has you clenching around him so tightly that he’s finishing not long after you. You sink your body back, rolling your hips gently over his and placing a firm kiss on his lips. Your tongue pushes into his mouth, swallowing the sounds he makes as he pumps white hot cum into your core. It’s less of a kiss this time, though, and more teeth gnashing together and biting at each other’s lips. 

His hips slow down after a minute or two, and you let your body relax against his, reaching up to untie the silk around his wrists. 

“Fucking finally,” he groans and lets his hands roam your sweaty body. “Thought I was gonna die if you kept me tied up any longer.” You laugh, letting your head drop to his chest. 

“That’s what you get for making me wait.”

“Yeah, whatever,” he rolls his eyes at you. “And you called me a try-hard.”

“Because you are, Juyeon.” You roll off of him, staring at your ceiling while you lay next to him on your mattress.

“Whatever you say, pretty girl,” he rolls his head to look at you with a cheeky grin on his face. 

“Why are you smiling like that?” Your eyebrows knit together. He just keeps smiling. “What, stripper boy.”

“You know what all this means, right?” You shrug.

“That I have to go to all your parties now or you’re gonna hunt me down?” He laughs and you smile a bit.

“That, and I get to call you my girlfriend.”

“I never agreed to that.” You deny, turning on your side and facing him fully. 

“Sure you did! It was at the very bottom of the flier I gave you.” He tells you.

“No, it wasn’t.” You frown.

“Yeah, it was!” He sits up, reaching for the second flier he gave you that had been placed on your bedside table. “See? Right there at the bottom in tiny font that I knew you wouldn’t pay attention to!” You squint at the words he’s pointing at and let out a scoff.

“Seriously, stripper boy? If your name is Y/N L/N and you redeem this offer, you are legally obligated to become Lee Juyeon’s boyfriend, whether you like it or not. Xoxo.” You push the paper back into his hands. "When did you even put this on there? We hardly knew each other when you gave me this flier."

“I told you!” He beams and lays back down. “You’re my girlfriend now.”

"Cute, but that doesn't answer my question, stripper boy." He digs his fingers into your side, pulling you closer to him, and grins.

"Does it matter?"

"I mean...I guess not?"

"Exactly."

“Does this mean that when we break up, I get half of all your assets?” He glares at you playfully.

“Fuck, no.”

“Damn…” you sigh and lay down with your head on his chest. “I guess I’ll have to put up with you for life then, huh?”

“Mhm.” He cards his hands through your hair, gently combing through the knots. “You excited to spend the next 75 years with me, girlfriend?”

“Not at all, boyfriend.”

“Yes, you are.”

“…Try-hard.”

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fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023

♤ in pursuit of wedded bliss by @fantasyescapes17

regency au, each members has his own story, but they're interconnected

choi seungcheol

◇ push it down (sooner or later it all comes out) by @dontflailmenow

camboy!seungcheol, ex's best friend!seungcheol, enemies to lovers

♧ down bad (so so bad) by @lovelyhan

idol!seungcheol x pet sitter!reader

☆ always only you by @honeyhotteoks

brother's best friend!seungcheol, friends to lovers

♤ caught in a trap by @cheolism

brother's best friend to lovers au

kim mingyu

☆ a sheep in wolf's clothing by @rubyreduji

virgin!mingyu x experienced reader

♤ creep by @smileysuh

serial killer!ghost!mingyu, touch starved!mingyu, halloween fic

ot8

◇ skz drabble by @leviackermanscleaningbuddy

a/b/o, cnc, primal play

♧ sharing = caring by @cbini

bf!chan sharing you

☆ camcorder by @tasteracha

bf!minho x reader x chan, a little pervy chan

♤ five for five by @bh-archive

chan x hyunjin x hongjoong x san x juyeon x reader

◇ some things are better left unknown by @roseykat

chan x felix x reader, threesome

lee minho

♧ dilf!minho by @cinhomi

dilf!minho x baby sitter!reader, breeding kink, pregnancy talk

bang chan

☆ bad idea by @hyunsvngs

step dad!chan, getting together, infidelity

hwang hyunjin

��� dressing down by @jl-micasea-fics

best friends to lovers, mutual pining

lee felix

◇ best friend felix by @ddyskz

best friends to lovers, fluffy smut

♧ felix + thigh riding by @straykeedz

☆ cockwarming by @dreaming-medium

coworkers au, secretary!felix, office sex

ot7

♤ shadows we trust by @remedyx

supernatural au, mystical creatures!bts, dark circus au

◇ masked miracles by @remedyx

hybrid!bts, detective!reader

♧ stay alive by @staytinyville

mythical creatures!bts, supernatural au

☆ trouvaille by @spookyserenades

hybrid!bts, witch!reader, supernatural au, some horror themes

♤ eternally theirs by @imnotlauriane

dragon!bts, soulmates au, knights au

◇ the lucky seven by @riphobisbraces

hybrid!bts, princess!human!reader

♤ emerald gem by @sweetlyskz

hybrid!bts, reader has a farm, strangers to lovers

♧ oh, little red by @jincherie

wolf!yoongi x reader x wolf!jimin, red riding hood au

min yoongi

☆ celestial ruin by @remedyx

fallen angel!yoongi x angel!reader, corruption arc

♤ fxck a fxckboy by @yoongifis

fuckboy!yoongi x smartass!reader

kim taehyung

◇ isn't that what brothers do? by @aris-ink

step brother!taehyung, forbidden romance, dub con

♧ black swan by @aris-ink

step dad!taehyung, manipulation, corruption, cheating

☆new flame by @gimmethatagustd

alpha!taehyung x omega!reader, heat sex

jeon jungkook

♤ family secrets by @aris-ink

step brother!jungkook, dry humping

◇ icarus by @aris-ink

step brother!jungkook, risky/sneaky sex

♧ close by @aft3rhrs

step brother!jungkook, forbidden romance

choi soobin

☆ let's play a game by @anyamaris

soobin x reader x yeosang (ateez), friends to lovers, primal play

♤ closed doors by @last-words-ofashootingstar

soobin x reader x hongjoong, idol au, obsessed!soobin

◇ super shy! by @fairyofshampgyu

shy virgin baker!soobin x experienced reader

♧ i &lt;3 nerds by @enha-cafe

nerdy!soobin secretly a sex god au

multiple members

☆ drippin' by @ncteez

'00 line x reader, friends to lovers, birthday orgy

♤ cookie jar by @neopuppy

step brothers!jeno and jaemin x reader, stuck in a dryer au

♧ sos by @neopuppy

a/b/o, sex pollen au, pollen induced heat/rut

lee jeno

☆ shameless by @neopuppy

step son!jeno x step mom!reader, infidelity, very dub con

♤ hand kink by @jaylaxies

roommates au, hand kink

lee mark

◇ i can help by @recklessmark

step dad!mark, corruption, manipulation, infidelity

ATEEZ rec list pt. 1 | pt. 2

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