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Protector [Soulmate September]

Pairing: Park Sungjin x female reader

Genre: soulmate au / police au / angst / romance

World: Destined (set before Touch in Jaebum’s spinoff)

Warnings: cursing, police terminology, guns leading to a gunshot, sassy commentary constantly spilling from Y/N

A/N: For fans of both my soulmate series Destined, and Brian Kang series To Be Continued, I’ve brought Sungjin back into the police force! This is my version of the story Miss Writer penned in the latter series, and I’ve always wanted to broach the topic of soulmates coming from two very different backgrounds like this in the social construct I created in Destined, so I hope you enjoy – thankfully there’s not a Doctor Park in sight!

Word count: 8914

“Hey Lieutenant.” Glancing over at the constable who slumped into the chair beside him, Sungjin tried to hide the ghost of a smile. His lips twitched enough for the man to see, however, and Jaebum’s smile spread across his face. “What? It’s basically official. Right?”

“It will be once I finish this case,” he said confidently. Glancing at Jaebum’s now weary expression, Sungjin frowned. “Still no luck?”

“You know me. Always looking.”

Sungjin knew all too well about Jaebum’s search. The man had joined the force with the very intention of using the powers of being a police officer to dig through the database for his soulmate. For the last three years, Jaebum’s search had come up fruitless.

Sungjin couldn’t quite sympathise with the man. He had no understanding of what a soulmate felt like in his world. Growing up around the social construct of the phenomena didn’t shield him from the basics, and there had been some seasons in his life where the jealousy of others happily enjoying their soulmate relationships had him awake at night considering who his fated person would be. Loneliness was more the culprit, however, and he had a great cure for that.

Work.

And because Sungjin had thrown so much of his attention into his job serving the city that employed him to keep the streets safe instead of setting up his life by twenty-five with his destined partner, he was already looking at a new promotion well before others around him had received.

“So, what’s the case?” Jaebum asked, leaning over from his cubicle to the open file on Sungjin’s desk. It wasn’t a secret what he was working on. The fellow officer had worked alongside him on the scene of the last robbery linked in a series well planned out lootings. There was never anyone harmed, but they certainly took off with valuable items, causing it to become an important case to solve.

And its completion would hand Sungjin the title of Lieutenant.

When he had become a police officer six years ago, it wasn’t with some goal of moving up the ranks. He didn’t stem from a generational law enforcement family either. His father, a pharmacist, and mother, a schoolteacher, hadn’t ever set out a life plan for him as he grew up. But he had been taught strong morals, and a sense for justice had propelled him forward with his career. Being a police officer suited him. It was enough action that he wasn’t out searching for something to excite his world, and catching criminals sometimes came with great pleasure.

Especially if the crimes they committed threatened the safety of others.

He’d also witnessed a lot of people on the wrong side of the line, caught up in drugs or shady dealings that didn’t deserve the hefty slap on the wrist they received by the judicial system. That part of the job he had the hardest part accepting. At the end of the day, he was tasked with catching the right culprit. What time they served and the consequences of their actions weren’t in his job description to decide on. Even if he had a hard time swallowing it down when it was a genuinely bad time in that person’s life that had led them astray.

Sungjin made sure his efforts were spent arresting those who truly deserved it.

“If all the information we’ve collected on this case so far is correct, the next attempted robbery should be this weekend,” Sungjin announced, and Jaebum grew thoughtful.

“Do you know exactly where?”

“No. The criminal profiler working alongside the team has helped us narrow down the location on the east side of the city within a five-mile radius. I’ll be positioned at one of the buildings of interest.”

Jaebum clapped him on the shoulder. “Wow. That’s some big-league stuff there, Sergeant.”

“Thought it was Lieutenant a moment ago?” Sungjin questioned, and Jaebum grinned.

“Let’s see how your weekend goes before you get too comfortable with the title.”

It was closing in on the time suspected of the next robbery. Sungjin was tasked with waiting just outside of an artisan jewellery shop, lurking in the shadows of an alleyway. Earlier, in a briefing with the Behaviour Analysis Unit and fellow investigating teams, Sungjin had felt as if they were missing an element in the setup for this robbery and spoke up about his opinions. However, his concerns had been dismissed by a Captain who thought far too much of his own voice than his meagre field experience. And that was what had Sungjin standing outside the spot where he knew the assailant wasn’t going to venture.

Even if he hadn’t met his soulmate yet, his intuition was second to none, and Sungjin’s mind was screaming with his body to go two blocks over where he considered the action to be tonight. It wasn’t as flashy of a jewellery store and seemed to fit the profile of the criminal completely.

“We have eyes on the suspected vehicle coming down Brookfield Avenue,” a voice announced into his earpiece, and Sungjin shook his head.

“That’s not where he’s going,” he murmured to himself, kicking a stone in frustration. Sure, this promotion would come his way regardless of whether he caught the criminal himself or not. Someone just had to be in the right place at the right time.

But chances were, no one was in the right place at all.

Sungjin was a stickler for the rules. For keeping the operation safe. He’d seen what happened to his partner when he was just a rookie, the older man throwing himself in the path of a reckless killer. He’d only just survived, and that made the killer change tactics from there out and cost his partner his whole career. One bad move could make things worse for everyone involved.

But not making the right one either… The thought plagued him, the toss-up in his head to move growing stronger by the minute.

“Park, do you see anything?” a voice, thankfully from a fellow member of the precinct he worked for, dispatched through and Sungjin sighed.

“Nothing. This feels off.”

“What if your thoughts earlier in the debriefing were right? That profiler seemed to agree with you.”

“Still doesn’t give us permission to charge the wrong spot on a hunch, Yoon.”

“Your hunches are normally right,” Yoon Dowoon acknowledged, causing Sungjin to grimace.

He was wrestling between right and wrong now.

“Suspect is now heading towards site three,” another voice spoke suddenly into his ear, and Sungjin cursed, shaking his head.

He pressed on the lapel of his casual clothing, talking before any hesitance stopped him from acting on what he knew was the change in the plan. “I’m moving.”

“Park, stay in place!”

Tuning out, he pounded down the alleyways that joined the bustling shop fronts together. The district was one he had become all too familiar with over the last month when scouting for signs of how to catch the culprit. Even on his days off, he had been out here, trying to think in the mind of the assailant. The other shop was the right location. Sungjin just knew it.

“He’s not alone,” Dowoon informed, his breathing now laboured, no doubt following Sungjin’s lead in heading to the strip of shops he had insisted they also look out for.

“Shit,” Sungjin cursed, sliding in his sneakers around a tight corner. “He knew we were waiting for him at the other places.”

“I’m near. Where do you want me?”

“Hold back three buildings down. I’ll come from the rear.”

“On it.”

Sungjin slowed down the chase, wanting to catch the man in the act rather than push on before he could do anything. He needed evidence to pin on him.

However, his hasty decision to change the plan meant others were now aware, and their reactions were less than ideal. Sungjin heard a siren looming a few blocks over and swore lowly, heaving in steadying breaths as he pressed against the back exit to the store. There was movement on the inside, and given it was well into the night, the shop had been closed for several hours.

Sungjin prepared for what would happen next.

Though when the door did break open, it wasn’t who he thought would come out. The culprit was much smaller than the description of the burly man behind these robberies, and Sungjin realised as she began to run down the alleyway that the main culprit hadn’t even come tonight.

“It’s a trap. He’s not here at all!” Sungjin grunted to his team as he pushed on his legs to follow her now disappearing up ahead. Hairs prickled against the back of his neck, sensations overwhelming him as he continued his chase.

The woman was fast but didn’t seem to know these alleyways nearly as well as he did. Sungjin felt relieved when she turned, knowing it would lead to a dead-end and sprinted after her, even though his breathing was coming up short.

Perhaps it was because he had broken away from the plans for the night, but he felt more on edge, his senses coming to life in a way he hadn’t experienced in a chase before. He could see her up ahead, having found the dead-end and was observing the area in front of herself for an escape. Not even a fire escape ladder could get her out of this mess.

Slowly turning around, Sungjin stopped short, a shaky breath expelling from him. Just who was she to make his skin prickle with varying sensations like this? She took a sudden step forward before pulling up short.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” you breathed out, and if Sungjin hadn’t been so surprised by your voice, he would have been more focused on trying to decipher if you were annoyed or surprised.

Moving forward, Sungjin assessed if you were carrying a live weapon or not, even though his heart rate had spiked. Your hoodie could have a concealed weapon beneath it, though the skinny jeans you wore didn’t seem to house anything suspicious.

Just why were his eyes washing over you so earnestly? It couldn’t be just to investigate the risk you posed on him right now. He yearned to see your face, hidden by the hood that covered your head and that propelled him forward, your reaction to dart away from his sudden movement stunted when he launched at you.

Both rolling together after grabbing you, you landed in a heap together, Sungjin’s arm instinctively going behind your head before hitting the concrete beneath you. The hoodie had slipped back, but that wasn’t the reason for his loud gasp. Touching you had his skin on fire.

“You’re—”

“What are the odds,” you responded in an equal state of headiness, eyes dilating as you looked up at him.

Everything inside of him lurched in ways it never had before. As if holding you made him desperate to reach inside of you and link himself to you completely.

And that frightened him.

“You gonna get up and handcuff me any time soon?” you asked, bucking your hips up in his torso in an attempt to motion him to get up.

The action pulled out his instinctive police training, and Sungjin pressed into you further, maintaining his hold over you. You whined, and he sucked in another shaky breath. “Fuck.”

“I mean, it’d be a bit gross to do that right here, but I’m game if you are,” you responded sourly, though your voice didn’t match the wonderment in your eyes. Your lips still somehow formed into a smirk. “How’s it feel to be a cop and meet your soulmate on the run, huh?”

Admittedly, he didn’t know how to answer that. For all the right reasons, he was destroyed. Whenever Sungjin had imagined his life with his soulmate, it had been far too idyllic. Sweet and loving, just as his mother was towards his father. Although he didn’t want the white picket fence dream, he certainly hadn’t imagined that his soulmate would come into his life through his job. And even if he had thought of that, you’d always be the victim.

Yet, for all the wrong reasons, Sungjin was alive. His body thrummed with desire the longer he stared into your eyes. The feeling of your body pressed under him elicited so many delicious feelings that he hadn’t expected to ever desire. He wanted to close the gap, what little that remained, between you and kiss you.

He wanted to do a whole lot more than kiss you.

Sungjin wondered if you felt the same.

“What’s your name?” he asked, and you laughed hollowly.

“Why would I tell you that?”

“I want to know.”

“As a police officer or as the person connected to a bit of my soul?” you asked, and Sungjin blinked, trying to understand which prevailed right now.

“I-”

A police cruiser was nearby. He could hear the people in his earpiece talking again, finally snapping out of the stupor of your touch. He knew that they would come down the adjoining alleyway, looking for signs of where everyone had gotten to.

And for the first time in his justice led career, Sungjin chose not to follow orders. He hoisted you up and pulled you further into the shadows, pressing you into the brick wall of one of the buildings, whilst his steely gaze locked on the entrance to where you were. It slowly rolled by, and you both let out a breath at the same time, Sungjin blinking at the ramifications of his action.

You were equally as stunned. “You are a boy in blue, right?”

“Man.”

You rolled your eyes at his correction, hands sliding up his chest to his collar. When did you place your hands on him? He watched you pull back his top and found the cord attached to it, and groaned.

“Seriously? Can’t I catch a damn break in life for once?!”

“I think I just gave you one,” Sungjin reminded you heavily, and you flicked your gaze to his.

“Colour me flattered. But you’ve still apprehended me, haven’t you, Officer?”

“Sergeant,” he corrected again, and you let out a huff of air.

“Why don’t you just tell me what precinct you belong to while you’re at it, Loverboy.”

“You’re a firecracker of a personality,” Sungjin mused, annoyed that his lips curled up with the statement. You were nothing like what he wanted you to be, and that should have concerned him greatly.

Instead, he was excited.

“And you’re the epitome of a good guy. I know this connection can bring a whole range of people together, but the most cliché of all is when opposites attract.”

“Didn’t you at least think once when you chose the life you have—”

“I chose nothing about this life!” you seethed, your face turning thunderous momentarily. Your hands gripped at his shirt tightly, and during the storm surging within your eyes, he noticed just how scared you were.

Of everything.

All humour evaporated from him. “Are you—”

“Don’t give me sympathy. You’re the last person I want to meet tonight.”

“It’s not like I set out to have my soulmate pressed against a wall after a pursuit like this either,” he admitted, scrubbing a hand down his face. Although he was wired, he was growing tired too. His mind wasn’t as sharp as he needed it to be right now.

Sungjin had already given up precious time by holding you up in these shadows instead of calling for backup.

“So, what’s your plan?”

“I can’t let you go,” he told you, and you deflated against him. “Even if I want to do anything to keep you safe.”

“I’m not safe anywhere,” you muttered, looking over his shoulder at nothing in particular. “When do you plan on taking me in?”

“Soon.”

“Great. I’m ecstatic for this jailcell visit.”

“You’re not going to give me any chance to help you, are you?” he asked, and your eyes turned back to his warily.

“Help me? What’s a cop going to do to help me? You caught me coming out of that store. Don’t go building yourself any fantasies that I’m some feeble little girl who was gullible enough to get caught up in this. You know your job, so do it right. Soulmate connection or not.”

Sungjin steered at you for a moment more, the emotions washing over him not his own. You were panicking, not him. Even though you had an answer for everything and you were bold, a firecracker as he had labelled you before, he knew your type all too well.

Those who talk loudly always do so to buy themselves some time to hide their vulnerability.

Easing himself off you, Sungjin sighed heavily as he reached into his back pocket, producing a set of handcuffs. You thrust your wrists forward, fingers gripping onto his shirt as he clicked the first one closed around your left hand.

You smirked, once again the action not reaching up to your cautious gaze. “Will we get to use these behind closed doors too, Sergeant?”

“Didn’t take you for the roleplaying type,” he gruffly answered, hoping the heat in his tone didn’t reach your ears.

“I’m sure you were hoping for me to be some sweet little homemaker. Now who wants a bit of roleplaying, huh?” you bit back as he locked the other cuff down, his hand sliding up your forearm without much thought, hooking under your elbow.

Your eyes widened when he tugged you closer, your palms pressing into his chest again. “How about we just figure out who we are, as the people we’ve grown up to be. Hm?”

“Well, you’re already winning in this game of life a hell of a lot more than me. It’s going to be all too easy on your side of the board now, isn’t it?”

Sungjin swallowed slowly. “You have no idea how rough this is going to be on me too.”

It was painful for Sungjin to make the call that he had apprehended one of the suspects. Contempt grew when the closest patrol car picked you both up, the looks of disgust aimed at you made a growl crawl up his throat that he only just caught in time before unleashing it. Another officer attempted to tug you out of the car when you arrived at the station. In any other situation, that was normal. Because it was you, however, Sungjin struggled to let them take you away from him.

He had to be debriefed also.

“Running off like that—”

“He caught a suspect, Captain Morse. It’s better than anyone else did,” a federal agent of the task force that they had worked with pointed out quickly. Agent Anderson smiled, ignoring the scowl the former was lashing out in her direction. “Good job, Sergeant Park. Did she talk at all?”

“Not a lot,” he admitted slowly, eying the pair cautiously. Sungjin felt the stain of your crimes upon his shoulders right now, which was a ludicrous notion.

It had to be the connection and your emotions affecting his otherwise stoic mannerism.

“She’s refusing to talk unless the cop who brought her in is present,” an officer announced after a light knock on the door, and Sungjin clamped his eyes shut, stifling a sigh.

“How convenient,” Captain Morse mentioned, and Sungjin felt his lethal stare. “I guess you not only knew where to look but also was the only one to capture a suspect. And now she wants you present? Interesting development there.”

Sungjin knew if the shoe were on the other foot, you’d be mouthing off right now in response. And he really wanted to. This guy was seriously getting on his nerves. The only crime he had committed tonight was dodging the first police cruiser.

It wasn’t as if he’d let you go even if he wanted to.

Answering would only make him look suspicious, so he merely lifted his gaze to the Captain and waited for further discussion.

The female agent smiled. “I can allow that. She’s probably scared. From what’s happened, the main assailant figured out our plan and sent cover-ups. Nothing was stolen, simply a break and enter. Whilst we all missed the point, he hit up an antique store across town. He’s getting to know us just as much as we him. And this one here, Captain, was one to point that out earlier.”

“I didn’t know he’d use a ruse like this,” Sungjin stated, falling into thought. “I wish I had considered the possibility.”

“Since you’re one of the few who are coming up with fresh ideas on this case, I think it makes sense to allow you to sit in and help with the interrogation, don’t you think? Considering we don’t even have her name yet.”

Sungjin had tried on the ride over to ask you for your name, but you had kept tight-lipped on that one. When the police officer at the station referred to him by his first name, however, he had noticed the way your eyes had widened, nostrils flaring with this new information. You had looked as if you wanted to echo the name but chose at the last minute not to, your gaze snapping away from his as they took you into the back rooms.

You were seated across from another agent, attempting to look bored of all of this. Only when your eyes lifted to Sungjin’s did you show any sign of how you truly felt.

You hadn’t wanted any part in this ruse, he realised.

“Is this the officer who caught you?” the male agent asked, and you smirked.

“He’s a Sergeant. Didn’t you know?” you remarked, eying Sungjin again. “He corrected my assumption earlier, so I’ll repay him the favour.”

Sungjin’s lips twitched but he didn’t say anything.

“Well, now that Sergeant Park is present, how about you start being helpful. What’s your name?”

“Firecracker,” you announced instantly, and Sungjin stifled his laugh, your amused expression catching his. “Isn’t that what you called me, Sergeant Park?”

“Honestly, we’re getting nowhere with you.”

Sungjin stepped forward with a sigh. “Just tell him your name. I don’t think we want to spend all night in this room.”

For a moment, Sungjin thought you’d mouth off again. You watched him with high interest, your mouth opening and then closing as you thought over his sentence. And then you lowered your eyes to the table. “It’s Y/N.”

Sungjin knew that hearing your soulmate’s name for the first time was something wonderful, but he wasn’t ready for the swell of his chest, the way your name now echoed through his veins as his blood pumped through his body.

“Okay, Y/N, how about you tell us your story.”

“From when? The day I was born or something more recent?” you listed with a grin.

The agent folded his arms across his chest. “You’re pressing on my nerves.”

“Well, these handcuffs are pressing on all my nerves too, but you don’t hear me complaining.”

“Until now,” Sungjin mentioned, and you rolled your eyes.

“Answer the question, Y/N. Why were you sent to the place Sergeant Park found you at?”

You groaned loudly before launching into the details. You didn’t know why you had to go there, and you weren’t the only one. Your brother, whom you refused to give a name over, was also with you and had been the one to involve you in all this. You were supposed to just break in and wait inside the shop until given the all-clear to leave. However, with the sirens approaching, your brother panicked and told you to run out the back door, and he’d go the front.

“And that’s why when I see him next, I’m going to thump him for leaving me wide open to be caught by him over there,” you concluded with annoyance, glancing in Sungjin’s direction with a scrunched nose. “This hasn’t been how I expected my Sunday to go.”

“Do you know who was giving the orders to your brother?” asked the agent, and you nodded, falling quiet.

“Who is he, Y/N?” Sungjin continued softly when you didn’t answer.

Your gaze lifted to his, meeting him so strongly that he had to fight his body from stepping forward and offering you comfort. It wasn’t your brother who scared you. That much was obvious. Whoever it was that controlled your life wasn’t someone you held any affection for. Even if you said you wanted to beat him, you were protecting your brother because of your familial ties towards him.

This other person scared you enough to make you fall this quiet.

“He’s the person behind the robberies,” you started, looking down at the table in front of you. “And I’d rather you lock me up and keep me here than tell you who he is. Because once he finds out that I’ve spoken, I’m as good as dead.”

“We need to offer Y/N protective services.”

“She’s a criminal! Why would we do that? Sergeant, we just need to get her to talk,” Captain Morse replied bitterly, dismissing Sungjin’s suggestion instantly. “Don’t go soft just because she’s taken a shining to you.”

“It’s not being soft. It could assist us in capturing the main culprit,” Agent Anderson said, her expression thoughtful. “If we offer her a deal and promise her safety, Y/N might be able to give us valuable intel.”

“What if she’s lying? She’s got a mouth on her,” the other agent proposed, and Sungjin chuckled.

“Yeah, because she’s like an alley cat. That mouth is her claws, but really, she just wants something more secure in life than fighting on the streets for her next meal.”

“Good point.”

Captain Morse groaned. “We’ll be wasting government funds by putting her into protection services. She needs the book thrown at her.”

“Her record is mostly clean, Captain. I’d hardly say this is a woman whose idea in life is to be involved in crime. My bet is she’s been cornered into it through her brother’s connections.”

“We can’t dismiss the valuable information she can offer us,” Agent Anderson added to her fellow partner’s previous thoughts. “I think we need to place a cop in charge of her protection.”

“Sergeant?”

“Huh?” Sungjin blinked away from all his conflicting thoughts, glancing at the three people before him. He nodded. “I’ll step up.”

“That promotion is making you greedy, Park. Anything goes wrong here, and I’ll have your head on my desk,” Captain Morse announced gruffly, throwing his hands up in the air before storming off.

Agent Anderson let out a deep breath. “God. He’s an ass.”

“You’re telling me.”

She eyed Sungjin. “It’ll just be until we catch the criminal. I’ll put in a request for housing for Y/N, but until then, she’ll have to stay here.”

“Can’t I monitor from my house?”

“That puts your personal information at risk,” the male agent pointed out, and Sungjin nodded.

“I’m aware, sir.”

“It would get us ahead before the next robbery. She seems like the type of person who will give if we offer her something immediately.”

And when protection was suggested to you, your eyes rounded, surprised that you would be given such a deal. “You’re seriously capable of protecting me from him?”

Agent Anderson nodded. “If it means we catch him, we’ll offer you protection. Your act in tonight’s deal since nothing was stolen will be a slap on the wrist anyway. If you help us put the person you’re scared of behind bars, then we’ll offer you immunity.”

“I’ll be safe?” you wondered out loud quietly, contemplating the idea.

Sungjin remained quiet against the wall, but his mind was anything but. He craved to know who had turned your life upside down like this. He wanted to punish them in ways he didn’t believe he had the ability to do. This soulmate connection was tapping into all sorts of emotions he wasn’t prepared to deal with, much less the irrational anger overwhelming him.

You were staring at him when he blinked out of the unplaced fury, eyes wide. “You promise that I’ll be safe?”

Sungjin nodded as the male agent answered verbally. “Sergeant Park will be in charge of protecting you. We’ll be able to offer you further protection the more information you give us. We can even place you into the witness protection relocation services if this is bigger than robberies. What do you say, Y/N?”

“His name is Hector Granton,” you confessed instantly, your gaze still connected to Sungjin’s. “He’s my step-father.”

You were uncharacteristically quiet on the drive to his house three hours later. You had handed over all the information the agents asked from you without mouthing off or any further hesitation. The longer the interrogation went, the smaller you appeared. You were no longer hissing at anyone or pulling out your claws, too exhausted to hold the brave front up anymore.

When Sungjin got out of the car and rounded to your side, you climbed out and stumbled right into his chest.

“You okay?”

“No. Where are we?”

“Home.”

“Home?” you repeated, allowing him to lead you gently up the small pathway to the front door. Once inside, he shut it and as he turned on the lights, you spun away to throw the latch. Sungjin watched as you took in the barrier with some trepidation before turning back to him.

“Habit, I guess.”

“You’re welcome to check all the windows are secured if that makes you feel better,” he offered, and you nodded silently. “Are you hungry?”

“No.”

“I’ll get your room set up then. Sorry, if I knew I’d be having a guest over, I would have prepared ahead of time.”

“I’m hardly a guest,” you murmured, taking in the personal effects of the hallway before meeting his gaze again. “Wait. This is your home?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re okay with this? Hold on. Did you tell them that we’re—”

Sungjin shook his head. “Why would I be stupid enough to do that? This is only temporary until they get you a placement in one of their units. And then I’ll be stationed there. My house was only put on the cards because I valued helping the case progress faster than it would if we left you in a jail cell overthinking where you were kept.”

And because I wanted you with me, he added internally, though this notion still confused him. He didn’t realise that the bond between you both would be this intense and have him going against so many of his beliefs to make sure you were comfortable.

“Do you go around offering your house up to any person in need of protection, Sergeant Park?”

“Call me Sungjin.”

“If I do that then we might get too friendly, and I’m not ready for that just yet,” you admitted, and Sungjin accepted your wishes.

“To answer your question, no. I’ve not personally had to offer my private residence up before.” Walking off down the hallway, Sungjin turned on the lights to the living room as he passed the doorway. He noticed you wandered in there quietly when he glanced over his shoulder whilst he headed for the guest room. “But I would if it was requested of me in any case that it benefited to.”

“And here I thought you were doing it because you wanted to keep me close.”

I am.

Picking up a couple of stored items from the bed, Sungjin placed them in the wardrobe and fixed the comforter before closing the curtains. It was ready enough for you, and when he turned around, you were standing in the doorway.

“An officer will be over in the morning with the supplies you need. If you require anything else, let me know, and I’ll organise it. The bathroom is the door to the left of this room if you want a shower before bed.”

You shook your head, your eyes inspecting the room before turning back to his. “I’m really safe here, right?”

“I haven’t lied to you so far.”

“I don’t know you enough to—”

“Soulmate connection, Y/N,” he reminded, and you swallowed roughly. “You’ll be able to tell my emotions well enough with me this close.”

“You’re nervous,” you stated, and Sungjin nodded, wiping his palms on his pants. “And before you were so angry, I was worried the muscle that ticked along your jaw would burst.”

“It wasn’t easy to hear what your step-father is like.”

“I’m too tired to talk about that again.”

“I’ll leave you to it then. Do you need anything?”

Wrapping your arms around yourself, you shook your head. With a quiet goodnight, Sungjin moved out of the room and over to his bedroom, readying himself for sleep. But even after finding a comfortable spot on his bed, there was no way he could rest.

Not when all his thoughts were stuck on you.

“You seriously eat it like that?” you wondered in horror, watching as Sungjin brought his toast up to his mouth. Glancing down at the peanut butter he’d spread over it, he then frowned.

“What’s so wrong with peanut butter?”

“It’s disgusting for one,” you answered and pulled out the butter from his refrigerator. “I can’t eat toast without a layer of butter first.”

“It’s called peanut butter, Y/N,” he pointed out, and you shook your head.

“It’s not the same.”

Each day that passed, you returned to the banter he had experienced on the first encounter. Everything about you was so different from his ways, and you had to point out all those differences at any chance you got. Even the way he folded his laundry had been scrutinised by you.

“You’re a particular little thing, aren’t you?”

You huffed. “What’s little about me?”

“Your height for one.”

“I’m not short.”

“Shorter than me.”

“Is that so, Sergeant Obvious. Hoping your match would be the same height or taller? You got a thing for tall ladies? Sorry to disappoint.”

Sungjin grinned over his toast that you eyed with another shake of the head. Taking a bite and swallowing it, he continued. “So easy to rile up.”

“You’re enjoying yourself far too much, Sergeant.”

“I really wish you’d call me Sungjin,” he replied, and you shrugged, taking a bite of your toast that you had covered with butter and a thin layer of strawberry jam.

“Bet you’re bored being stuck babysitting me.”

“I thought you didn’t want to be seen as little. Only kids are babysat, Y/N.”

“Stop saying my name so often,” you grunted, kicking your leg out under the table at his. He whined at your attack, which made you smirk.

And then Sungjin shot both his legs out, capturing your ankle between them. He was the smug one after that move.

“You’re such a pain,” you muttered, though the flush of colour to your cheeks said otherwise.

Even with all the differences, Sungjin was enjoying getting to spend time with you like this. And every time you blushed his heart thudded in his chest at being the cause behind it. He decided that having a soulmate was better than he ever expected it would be.

“Agent Anderson contacted me when you were still asleep,” he said, wiping his hands above the plate, letting the remaining crumbs fall onto it. “They’re going to need a little more information from you.”

“I’ve said enough, don’t you think?”

Sungjin sighed. “It’s been a week, and we’ve not been able to catch him yet.”

“Because Hector’s cunning. He’ll know I’ve betrayed him and change his tactics.”

“Change them how?” he asked, and you groaned.

“You know what I hate most about you? That you’re a cop. If you weren’t one, I’d probably be happier to know I’m stuck with you for the rest of my life!”

“Ouch.”

“Well, it’s true. We’re stuck with each other,” you mumbled, glancing away. “Sorry.”

“If it’s how you feel, then don’t apologise.”

“Don’t you find the concept of a soulmate infuriating?” you inquired, leaning over the table towards him. “Surely, you’d rather not have one.”

“I thought that when I was younger, but I’ve been jealous too many times of friends and family finding theirs to not want one myself.”

“You must be thrilled with the notion of announcing to family your soulmate is a criminal.”

Sungjin watched you quietly. “I don’t think you’re a criminal.”

“I have a record.”

“For stealing petty items as a teenager.”

“Still follows me around.”

“Did you steal because you were hungry?” he asked, and you nodded. “He didn’t feed you?”

“Jae— my brother and I tried to get away from him a few times. Naturally, we ran out of money fast.”

“Bastard.”

“You have a potty mouth when annoyed, you know.”

“Well, I’m no saint, Y/N.”

Huffing a breath in with his habit of using your name, you then cocked your head to the side. “You’re better than I hoped for.”

“Huh?”

“As a soulmate. My real father was killed and my mother married Hector to protect us from the mistake my dad made to him. I half-expected that the fates would only have another shady man to enter my life. I was happier not having a soulmate if that was the case.”

Sungjin watched you quietly, wrestling with the growing desire within him to hold you. To kiss you.

“If having you as a soulmate – cop and all – is what I get in return for years of abuse and manipulation, then I guess I’m luckier than I thought I was.”

“I’m the lucky one,” he breathed out shakily as your eyes widened. “Believe me.”

“How would you consider—”

He had lost control over his body by this point, scooting his chair back enough to get up, standing at your side without even blinking. After balancing one hand on the table, he reached behind your neck and placed his other hand there, meeting you midway as he lowered his head to yours.

And when his lips touched yours, it was as if the world around you shattered into a thousand pieces. His mind struggled with the absolute need coiling up in his stomach, his lips moving against yours that only made him certain that everything he felt for you was so unbelievably right. The moan that left you when he deepened the embrace rang in his ears loudly, the fire building when your hands slipped around his waist, bunching his shirt up in fists behind his back.

Everything changed with that kiss.

Sungjin knew that his job as a police officer wasn’t the only reason he would protect you now. You were his, and he was yours. There was no way to sever that connection. Not without a fight, anyway.

Finally, you slumped back in your chair, heaving in deep breaths. “What the hell, Sungjin.”

“What was that you just said, Y/N?” he asked cheekily, his mind reeling from the way his name sounded rolling off your tongue. “Did you call me—”

“Shut up before I make you shut up.”

“And how do you plan on doing that?” he inquired, sending a challenging expression at you. “Just how do you—”

Pulling him in for another kiss, Sungjin groaned with how perfect this felt.

He didn’t mind you shutting him up like this at all.

“A sting operation?” you echoed, glancing around at the law enforcement team before you. “You’re going to send me out there? Are you insane?!”

“It’s not something we want to do,” Agent Anderson expressed grimly, shaking her head. “If Sergeant Park and I had it our way—”

“We need to catch Granton before he kills someone else. After taking you in, he’s killed three people. We’re not able to wait around on him to mess up anymore,” Captain Morse interrupted harshly, placing his hands down on the table that separated him from you. Sungjin’s hands balled into fists next to you.

This was the last thing he wanted to agree upon.

“You’ll be completely protected during the whole thing. We’ll ensure your safety remains paramount, Y/N.”

You laughed bitterly. “I don’t think you realise how dead I’m about to become if you do this.”

“How dead are the three people—”

“She gets it, Captain,” Sungjin snapped, glaring at the man. “You don’t need to guilt her into this. At the end of the day, if Y/N doesn’t want to do this, she has every right to say no.”

“How generous we are since we’ve offered her protection for three and a half weeks now, and all the information we’ve garnered so far has only gotten us one step closer.”

“You have my fucking brother locked up, thanks to me,” you mouthed back, kicking the table. “I think taking Jaehyung out of the equation and leaving Hector without either of us is good enough payment for housing me, Captain.”

“I don’t like you.”

You rolled your eyes. “The feeling’s mutual, asshole.”

“Sergeant Park is right, Y/N,” Agent Anderson stated with a heavy sigh, eying the Captain tiredly. “If you don’t want to, we won’t make you. But your brother has agreed to do it to lessen his time. If you help him and us, we’ll catch Hector. And we’ll make him pay for everything.”

“Including killing my father?” you questioned, and Agent Anderson nodded. “What about my mother’s disappearance. Will you look into finding her?”

“We have a task force already doing that,” Sungjin reminded quietly, and you nodded.

“Fine. I’ll do it.”

As a police officer, the small relief he felt that this could finally get Hector Granton behind bars made sense. But it was overwhelmed with a startling need to pick you up and hide you where no one could even risk a single hair on your head, let alone put you in the most precarious position in this operation. This could go badly for you, even with all the precautions in the world. It was the last thing Sungjin wanted to let happen.

Still, he didn’t hold authority over the operation, and if he did act on his instincts to hide you, it would end badly that way too.

“You’re quiet,” you mentioned on the car ride home.

“I don’t want to do this.”

You laughed hollowly. “You don’t say. I’m pretty sure you’ve considered putting yourself in my place instead by now too.”

“I doubt I’ll have the same impact, but at least you’d be safe.”

“They’re right. Putting Jae and I back out there will give them a better chance of capturing Hector. And they said I get to wear a bulletproof vest. That sounds kind of fun. Maybe I could get behind playing cop for a day.”

“You won’t be playing. None of this is a game, Y/N.”

“If I were cop for a day, I’d end up in jail, unfortunately. The number of times I’ve wanted to drop kick that asshole Captain of yours.”

“I don’t normally work for him. If I did, I’d request relocation,” Sungjin muttered, and you smirked.

“The way you balled your hands up had me wondering if you’d join me in beating his ass.”

“Violence doesn’t solve a thing, Y/N.”

“No, but it feels good in the moment,” you retorted, sighing a moment later. “I can do this.”

“I know you can because you’re braver than any woman I know.”

“I’m scared to death,” you confessed softly, looking out the passenger window. “I’m scared I’m going to lose all this.”

“All this?”

“Protection. Food. Adequate housing. Laughter. This,” you listed, reaching out to connect with his hand. You laced your fingers with his, your watery smile causing a lump to form in his throat. “You. I’m scared I’ll lose you.”

“You won’t lose me. I’ll be there the whole time.”

“Hector can read me better than this connection of ours. Believe me. If I so much as react to you, he’ll take you out. I can’t lose you. Maybe it would be best if you weren’t there.”

“No. I have to be there.”

“I’ll be with Jae. I’ll be okay. And the federal agents will be there too.”

“I have to be there!” he repeated, voice cracking under the tension. Pulling up outside his house with a start, Sungjin flung his seatbelt off and turned to you. “You cannot do this without me.”

“You’ll do something stupid if I get hurt.”

“It won’t be stupid. It will be deadly,” he corrected lowly, and you cursed.

“Precisely. Deadly and dumb. We have to accept you cannot be there. Do you understand? You need to tell Agent Anderson that I’m your soulmate, or I will. And then—”

“You’ll be taken away from me completely. They’ll find another place to stash you and—”

“Wouldn’t that be better than one of us being dead?!” you screamed, the tears running down your cheeks as you shakily reached out for his shirt, gripping on tightly. “I don’t—I cannot risk you. Not after finding you. Not after the last three weeks of spending my time with you. You are too far inside me now for either of us to step away. I can’t lose you.”

“And I can’t lose you,” Sungjin choked out, pulling you into his embrace. You sobbed on his shoulder for what felt like forever, and when you both were subdued, you headed inside the house, Sungjin going into high alert as soon as the door closed behind him.

Pulling you into his side and placing a hand over your mouth, he shot you a desperate look to be quiet before letting go. “I want you to turn around and leave here now. Get in the car and use my radio system to call for backup. Lock all the doors and drive away.”

“What? I don’t—”

Kissing you recklessly, Sungjin then pushed you to the exit. “Go!”

He then turned to the cabinet in the hallway where he stored one of his handguns and slipped it out, edging down the hallway to the first doorway. He checked before entering the living room, eyes scanning the shadows for signs of what he could sense in here. Sungjin knew someone had broken in, and that you were now compromised being here.

He also knew the person was still within the house from hearing them creak across the floor when you entered before.

Silently, he moved through his home, avoiding the parts in the floor where he knew he’d make a noise. The kitchen was empty as well, and Sungjin used the back entrance to the hallway to go into the bedroom portion of the house. His room was empty, and that left your room – well, the one you had been using before you started sharing his bed over a week ago.

A dark figure sat on the bed, holding up the photo you had of your family before Hector. “I have never understood why everyone gets so hung up on their connections with people. Families can break, can bend against their will. And soulmates are just pathetic. Why allow someone else to make you weak like that?”

“I’m guessing your mother never hugged you enough when you were a child,” Sungjin remarked, surprising himself.

He’d been spending way too much time around you with how easily he said that.

Hector grinned softly. “Those kids always had such smartass mouths on them. I guess they rub off well when you end up kissing hard enough, huh?”

“The ruse is over, Hector. Why come here if you knew I would be the one holding a gun?”

“You’re not the only one who can wield a weapon, Sergeant Park.” Hector chuckled again when Sungjin’s eyes widened. “You think I don’t know who you are? I know all about you. That stupid bitch told her brother she was safe with a cop. Did she not think I’d find out? I always find out.”

“Must be tiring to be such a know-it-all,” Sungjin muttered, and Hector shrugged.

“She’s never felt safe, and I sure as hell knew no cop would do that for her either. So that’s when I figured I should watch more closely. You are soulmates, aren’t you? How tragic. You’ll both end up dead, and your souls will be set free too soon after being reunited. Because no one can have her aside from me.”

“Not happening, buddy,” Sungjin announced, his finger pressing down on the trigger in preparation.

Hector was faster, however, and the sound of gunshots made Sungjin confused. He hadn’t shot him, that much he was aware of. As he fell to his knees jarringly, the gun he held dropped at his feet, the rush of pain too overwhelming to be any use against the criminal. And yet his now blurring vision showed Hector also falling, blood gushing out of the hole in his head, his unblinking stare being all Sungjin saw for several arduous blinks.

“Oh my god!” you wailed, arms wrapping around his body suddenly. Sungjin slumped into you heavily, which made you lose your balance, clutching him to your chest as you shook vigorously. “Sungjin?! Stay with me. Don’t you dare close your eyes!”

He couldn’t reply, the sheer effort it took just to breathe in and out becoming too much. He knew he must be dying, and the last thing he wanted was for you to watch him fade away in your arms. He could feel your emotions, your pain crippling him along with his physical injury. Lifting his hand slowly, he tried to reach up for your tear-stained face, but he didn’t make it, the world falling into darkness.

When he opened his eyes, he knew he wasn’t in heaven. If he were, the air wouldn’t smell of antiseptic, and the lights wouldn’t be so harsh on his eyes. The beeping of a machine assaulted his eardrums, and the crisp blankets over him were too tight.

Heaven wouldn’t be this painful.

And yet, Sungjin was certain he saw an angel step into his view, his lips curling up into a lazy smile. God, you were beautiful.

And you were mad. Furious even.

“If you weren’t so weak, I’d punch you right now!” you told him with a tight voice, your hand reaching out to touch his face. It trembled against his skin, and you closed your eyes. “You’re lucky you came to. I was about to find a way to barter with Death himself to bring you back.”

“Always… so dramatic,” he hoarsely managed to say, still smiling up at you.

You scowled, though relief was softening your features. “I can’t believe you just went up against him like that.”

“I had to protect you.”

“By getting shot? Shit, you did a good job there,” you replied, too upset to sound as sassy as you aimed for. Leaning down to press your forehead against his, you inhaled shakily. “You idiot. I told you I couldn’t lose you.”

“You haven’t.”

“Thanks to me choosing to ignore all your instructions. Thank God, I knew you kept a gun in your glove compartment. Which, by the way, is that really safe to do? What if someone stole your vehicle? You’d be leaving it armed with a loaded gun. Is that police protocol?”

Although he had questions about what had happened since being unconscious, all Sungjin could do then was laugh. It hurt to do, and he winced when he felt something tug on his stomach, his hands slowly moving to his side.

“You were shot, Sungjin,” you reminded with a groan. “You’ve only been out of surgery for a day. That wound is going to be fresh for a while.”

“So, I guess that means you have to protect me instead, huh?” he answered after you guided some water into his mouth, helping with his dry throat.

You smirked. “Do I get to wield the handcuffs instead of you this time?”

“Always wanting to roleplay,” he commented darkly, and you grinned.

“Well, if I need to protect you, I’m going to have to tie you to the bed.”

“How come?”

“From what I’ve learned about you so far, you don’t know when to sit and let someone else do things for you,” you explained, tilting your head to the side as you smiled genuinely. “You’ve taken such good care of me. It’s my turn now.”

“I promise I’ll allow you to. No handcuffs are needed.”

You laughed then, reaching to cup his face in your hands. “I didn’t expect you to become everything I need in this world so quickly. But after what’s happened, I can’t imagine straying from your side ever again.”

“Good. Because after taking a bullet for your safety, I’m going to need you to stay at my side until I’m good enough to protect you fully.”

“He’s gone, Sungjin. I’m finally safe. I don’t need you to protect me anymore.”

“Is that so?” he wondered, and you nodded, leaning down to kiss him softly. He marvelled at how easily desire built within even with how weak he was feeling from his near-death experience.

And when you pulled back, he felt as if some of his soul was rejuvenated.

“I’ll let you protect me even if there’s no threat over my life anymore,” you announced, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I can be your protector forever?”

“That sounds mighty fine to me, my love.”

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corpseyouoffthedeepend · 3 years

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JAE PARK X CORPSE HUSBAND SOCIAL MEDIA!AU

What happens when Jae, a regular guy, who occasionally posts videos with his small band, Day6, is approached by Corpse to work together on a project?

Naturally, chaos is on the menu. But sometimes, there's too much chaos for the two to handle.

PART ONE:

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seal-stay · 4 years

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Jae park - Day6

The wind was fierce as we stood on the grassy cliff. His back was facing me as I watched him. No amount of shouting could be heard through the wind; there was no way to let him know you were there with him. His hair was tousled and his jacket was flailing wildly. What was he facing? You didn't know. The shroud of white fog surrounding the two of you prevented anyone from seeing to far ahead. Heck, you could barely see him from the 8 feet distance between you two. The fog has a rustic orange color from what ever was left of the sun.

You battle the wind to reach him. Getting closer, you can see what he is so intensely staring at. Civilization. A wide smile spreads on your face. You’ve searched for other survivors for years. How he managed to spot it through the fog is beyond you. Grabbing his arm, he turns to you. Tears fall from his eyes, but a fragile smile forms upon seeing you. He pulls you into a gentle, but secure hug. You held him tight against yourself.

‘Thank you’ Jae whispers in your ear, still hugging you.

You were confused. He had no reason to thank you, but you brushed it off momentarily. Too overwhelmed with relief and happiness to think too much into it.

The wind starts to calm as he lets you go. He holds your face in his hands, his tears now replaced with only a melancholy smile while looking into your eyes.

‘I love you’ He admitted. The wind now being a subtle breeze allowing you to hear him.

Before you could announce your feelings, he backs away still smiling his wonderful smile. Nearing the edge of the cliff, his back facing the city beyond, he gives a little wave. Tears form in your eyes.

‘I’ll see you soon, okay?’ Jae ended as he took the few more steps back.

You race after him. The tears trailing down your cheeks as you suddenly run towards him. His form starts to slip into the abyss below. You reach out for him, but you grab nothing. You fly off of the cliff side, finally realizing that the disease had taken you.

Jae had succumbed to it about 3 months before, making him see things that weren’t there. He pleaded for you to shoot him before it was too late. You did it. You couldn't watch him suffer any longer.

Falling to your ultimate demise, you smiled for the last time. He was right. You would see him soon. Very soon.

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softforday6 · 5 years

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좋아합니다. You x Young K (feat. DAY6). Chapter I

Summary: Younghyun is in love with his best friend and decides to do something about it. It won’t be an easy task, will he be able to overcome his fears and change his reality?. Genre: Romance, smut (in the future). Note: Hello! I wrote this fan fic for DAY6 but here, the characters, are not musicians. Younghyun writes some songs but is a businessman, he owns two coffee shops in Tokyo and Seoul. This fan fic is my own creation and I apologize in advance if there are any spelling mistakes, I speak spanish and learned english on my own lol. Also, I got inspired and thought it would be fun to write a story, I just finished college and decided to dive into new things, this is one of them. Never done this before, so I hope it’s a nice story for you to read. Jae, Wonpil, Sungjin and Dowoon will make their appearance pretty often and you’ll find out about them as the story continues. Park Jimin (MC) and Im Jaebum (GOT7) will appear as a couple (I always thought those two looked cute together). Also, the Point of View will change in each chapter.

Enjoy! ————————————————————————

Chapter 1: Heart Surpassed By Soju.

I like you. I tried to hide it but I can’t do it anymore. It took me a while to say this: I want to love you.

-좋아합니다-DAY6.

Friday, 9 am. Tokyo, Japan. Younghyun’s coffee shop. [Younghyun’s point of view].

Wonpil, my friend and business advisor, and I arrived to Tokyo three months ago to open a second coffee shop in town. Before coming back to Seoul, where the first shop is, I served the costumers and tried to establish a warm vibe to my shop, making them want to stay and enjoy their cup of coffee.

-Have a nice day!-I said while delivering a latte to a costumer.

I’ve heard my friend coming closer by the sound of his shoes on the floor.

-How are you feeling today?- he asked.

-I still have a headache.

Last night we went to a bar with some people we know from here and I made the terrible mistake of drinking way too much soju and when we came back to our rented apartment I confessed one of my best kept secrets: I’m in love with my best friend. Wonpil said he wasn’t surprised at all, after all, he always knew how to read right through me.

I’ve known her for fifteen years now, we went to the same school together and I like her since the first time I saw her but out relationship went on as a friendship. Nevertheless, lately it’s been getting harder for me to be just her friend. She’s dating this guy Hongseok for about a year and a half now, so I couldn’t find the right moment to say what I feel.

-Hey, I think you have something that belongs to me- I said, extending my hand.

He laughed and took my smartphone from his pocket to give it to me.

Last night, my heart surpassed by alcohol was so sure that it wanted to confess but my friend saved me from a potential disaster when he noticed that I was calling her, yelling I’ll tell her! she needs to know, I can’t go on like this, or at least that’s what he told me.

-I’ve saved you from embarrassing yourself. Although… You do know you have to do something about it, right?.

I sighed. I knew it. It was just a matter of time, I was going to burst in the worst moment. But… What if I ruin our friendship? I really like spending time with her, her heart is so warm and makes everything that is good, better and any kind of problem seems like nothing.

-Think about what you’re going to do when we come back- he said before leaving.

Friday, 5 pm. [Videocall with you]. [Younghyun’s point of view].

-So, that was my week. How about yours?-I said.

-Pretty busy too… Actually, I need some rest like now-she stated while throwing herself on her bed as she sighed.

Just like Wonpil can read right through me, I can read through her. I’ve been thinking there might be something disturbing her for a while now but she didn’t wanted to talk about it.

-Are you ever going to tell me what’s going on?.

-A month ago we found out that one of our co-workers was giving our ideas to the brand we’re competing with. I had to work even harder.

She works as an art director in a make up company in Seoul. They were so close to the release of a new product.

-Who was it?.

-Someone from my creative team… However, I think we’ll get through this- she said, convinced.

Of course they will, anything is possible with her leading the project. When she’s passionate about something she works so hard to get the results she wants.

-Hey, can we meet when you come back?-She asked.

I smiled.

-You don’t even have to ask me that. Come to my coffee shop tomorrow and I’ll make you your favourite cup of coffee.

-Yes! I miss that, no one makes it like you do.

Friday, 9 pm. Gimpo’s airport, Seoul. [Younghyun’s point of view].

-Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the airport of Gimpo. Please remain seated with the seat belt fastened until the plane stops completely…-they announced.

-Have you decided what you’re going to do?-Wonpil asked.

After talking to her before our trip back home I wondered what would happen if she decides to stay away from me because she doesn’t feel the same way that I do.

-I think I should just forget about it for now, the timing doesn’t seem right.

-Again?-he said, dropping his head on the back of the seat and looking at the roof- What if Hongseok wasn’t in the story? What would you do?.

-Maybe I would…

-You wouldn’t do anything, would you?-he interrupted.

I sighed.

-Admit it, you’re just looking for excuses because you’re too scared of how she could react-he said, dropping his hands on his legs.

-You say it like it’s so easy!

-It was always easy for you! You get everything you want, no exceptions. Why would it be different this time?.

Silence invaded us for a few minutes. I don’t know what was going on in his mind but in mine, all the moments I spent with her and how in each of one of them I found myself smiling more than usual.

All of a sudden, he dugged his hands on my seat.

-What are you doing?-I asked confused.

He took the notebook I always have with me where I write the things I have to do and some songs. After searching through the pages, he finally spoke.

-Look, here it is. I like you. I tried holding it back but I can’t anymore. Now I can tell you: I want to love you. You wrote this, not me. Add to this the show you’ve made thanks to the soju… My friend, you need to act on it and now.

When he read my own words I felt the same way as I felt when I wrote this. This made me feel tired and like I needed to release it.

Once we arrived, we met with our friends. When I saw them, I noticed that they didn’t change, not even a bit, while we were gone. Sungjin, a serious and responsible guy, was looking for us with his eyes while Dowoon and Jae were laughing out loud.

-Oh! the handsome boys arrived-Sungjin said.

We went directly to eat some barbecue at Jae’s. It’s really nice to be back homeI thought while looking at us, reunited. Chapter 2. I missed you.

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k-fiction-therapy · 5 years

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Moodboard by Admin Scar

[Flash Fiction, 06:52:16 AM]: Sungjin/Reader Mini/ – Sungjin had been out shopping for groceries to stock the house full of food for the members, having spent far too much money and even more time out than he had planned. When he returned home, he stepped into the house with a start, puffing air from his lips. Even though he smiled, he seemed fairly done with the course of the day as it had been, and ready to turn in early. Managing to put away all of the groceries in record time, he swiped the snacks he’d bought for himself, and headed to his bedroom, knowing he would have to hide them or they would be eaten by the others. Opening the door, and turning on the light, he didn’t notice you tied up on the bed just yet, your hands secured to the wood supports of his headboard. He took off his coat and put it away before turning, his eyes widening in shock when he saw you tied up for him. He immediately turned bright red, dropping the snacks in his hands. You would wiggle, knowing he would need a little coaxing, but once he understood why you had done this, he would move over to you, running a hand from your collarbone down, over every curve, following the line of your body to your core. You trembled and he was immediately hard, breathing out heavily, “O-oh, Jagi…”

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jioflowers · 5 years

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Congratulations

CONGRATULATIONS

the other story

I know you saw me.

I passed by the usual road going to that old coffee shop we always frequented to.

It’s still over a month since we separated.

You were not doing great; I can still tell that.

After all, we used to know so much about each other.

I knew so much that I have to leave.

You were so good to me.

You understood me.

You were patient.

We were in love.

But love isn’t enough.

I was not happy.

We were so used to each other that we forgot that a relationship is a continuous work.

When the sparks dulled, so was our sincerity.

I used to go to you for validation.

You used to go to me to release steam.

Eventually, we saw that these are too much work.

The other’s burden became ours.

So, we sought comfort in other things.

We were in a relationship because we are still labeled as one.

But I knew it’s not anymore.

Maybe, you just didn’t see it yet, but I knew.

I knew that if I stay, I will eventually resent you.

So, I have to go while I still love you.

I am now trying different things with my friends and I am still discovering a new life without you.

It was hard going out again because I know I will eventually see you.

That day, I wanted to talk to you.

But I saw your eyes and it killed me inside.

I am still a painful memory to you.

Someday, I hope you will be happy

I hope that you will see

That it was better for us to be through and be with someone new.

#DAY6 #fanfic #fan fiction #short story #congratulations #youngk #sungjin #jae #wonpil #dowoon #song rewrite

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assistance ; young k smut

; summary: your boyfriend is in need of a little help, but being frustrated from work and in a low mood, he won’t be left unattended without assistance.

; genre: smut, romance,

; pairing: young k x reader

; word count: 6,643

; warnings: smut and sexual content with plenty of foul language, only for 18+

; notes: this is my first smut that i’ve written in a long time so I may not be the best, but despite that, I do advise that this is only for 18+ and only read if you are willing to take the risk of A LOT of sexual interaction

It was pitch black outside that night. The tall lamps along the sides of the roads were the only things illuminating down the street, cars occasionally driving by as workers headed home for the day, rolling into their driveway and making their way inside.

Cold as usual, everyone’s blinds were down and people were already off to bed. It was almost midnight so people had to sleep to gain back some energy since tomorrow was the weekends. The whole neighborhood was empty, dark and enveloped into nothingness as the only house illuminated by the living room lights and the TV screen was your own house.

You groggily drove onto your driveway, opening up your garage and pulling your car into the tight and compact space before turning off the ignition and stumbling your way out the door. Spending hours and hours on end at work, you were on the verge of collapsing at any second since your whole body was drained from its powers. You would’ve slept right then and there on your driveway if it wasn’t for the cold atmosphere and the smell of dust, paint buckets and spray chemicals fuming up the place.

“I’ll freaking kill my boss, I’ll kill him if I have too…” You clenched your teeth and muttered under your breath, staggering towards the front door as you closed the garage with your bag strapped to your shoulders filled with documents and pulled out your keys, making your way inside.

As per usual, your boyfriend sat on the couch, sprawled on the grey cotton sofa in his baggy sweatpants and casual white tee, one of his legs off the side and his arms resting on the armrest and the back pillow.

It was his usual attire, nothing really differed every day though you loved the look on him. He found it comfortable and you found it stunning. His white shirt was stretchy, but it somehow perfectly defined his body underneath, curving around his muscles on his abdomen and shaping his chest muscles as it tightened around that area.

You watched as your boyfriend turned towards your direction, the changing lights of the TV screen flickering on and off which illuminated his facial features as he smiled brightly, perking up at the sight of your figure back home. You usually greeted him with a smile, but today felt different. You weren’t in the mood.

“Hey, Y/N.” He smiled, showing his bright set of teeth as the TV screen lights shone on them. “How was work?”

All you could do was let out a deep and thoughtless sigh, not caring about answering that much since all you could focus on was getting to bed to get rid of your inner frustration and stress. You wanted to do nothing but rest since you were tired and couldn’t hold yourself up any longer.

“Well, work was fine I guess.” You let out a frustrated groan and kicked your high heels off your feet, placing them on the foot rack before tossing your heavy bag off your shoulders and hanging them on the hook on the wall, just beside the key holder.

“You sure about that? You look a little disgruntled.” He asked, sitting up from his slouched position and looked over at you with concern. Straightening himself, he watched as you rubbed the side of your head, stressed out and fuming with anger.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine Younghyun, no need to worry about me.” You answered, stumbling through the living room in your grey work attire while he raised an eyebrow.

“You’re not usually like this, you look a little tired.” He bit the corner of his lips, looking at you deeply as if he knew what was going on inside of your head. You were clearly not alright and he read your expressions like an open book. “Do you need to eat, do you need to drink water or get some rest?”

You turned your head to face him, clearly not in the mood as your eyes pierced through his, indicating to him that you weren’t in the mood for talking.

“I said before, I’m fine. I’m just a little tired Brian.” You spoke a little louder, turning to making your way up the stairs to the living room when Younghyun stood up and stopped you.

“I know you’re angry Y/N, you can just explain it to me. It has something to do with work doesn’t it.” He grabbed your wrist tightly, only for you to quickly knock his hand out the way and looked up at him, dead straight into his eyes almost bursting into a fit of anger.

“I need space, okay? Work made me really cranky and I’m just not in the mood and tired that all I can think of is just going to bed in peace. That is all I’m asking for so stop annoying me.” Your tone of language shocked your boyfriend, the look on his face almost devastated by what came out of your mouth as he held back and watched as you walked around him.

Trying to get away from him to get to your own comfort zone, Younghyun quickly wrapped his arms around your shoulders, quickly back hugging you and trapping you in place as he stopped you from walking any further.

“Let go of me Brian.” You muttered, scratching at his pale and smooth skin, only to feel something hard and long, poking at the end of your butt. It jabbed a little, poking you continuously as you were silenced for a few seconds before looking over your shoulder at Younghyun who was smirking from the corner of his lips.

“You need to stop being so angry just because of work. Work is just a place to feel angry about and sit in front of a desk tapping away at your computer when you can just relax. Get it out of your mind, it might not be that bad.”

You growled loudly and tugged his arms off from your neck that was trapping you, turning to face him as you noticed the large bump in the lower region, basically sticking out begging to collect some freedom. It was large, very much waiting for surprises that it might earn in the future. However, in your situation, you weren’t having it.

You needed to rest.

“You have no clue Brian, my boss has been nagging at me all week to get these documents inside my bag to get finished by Monday. And if I don’t do a good damn job, I’ll have to work twice as hard and 12 hours is already torturous enough.” You argued at him as he kept the same low hanging facial expression.

“You can just — off and deal with your own business and not mine.”

“Yah, Y/N.” Younghyun called your name sternly, only to get in response a back towards his direction before turning the corner and footsteps heading upstairs to the bedroom.

“This attitude of yours is not going to help me. I have something to deal with and it’s definitely going down itself.”

“Do it another time then. I’m not going to do it with you tonight so find some other time. I told you before, I am really not in the mood.”

Younghyun cursed under his own breath, climbing up the stairs and followed you from behind, keeping watch as your figure walked into your shared bedroom with a loud groan before quickly removing your work attired off your body. Your attitude towards him was slowly disturbing him on the inside, he knew how much you loved it when he took your frustration out of you but today was much different, much more complicated and harder to get you into falling for his own pleasure.

“Yah, Lee Y/N.” He called out your name, closing the bedroom door behind him and locking it, only to lean on the door frame and watched as you grabbed a set of pyjamas and undergarments before walking into the bathroom.

“Don’t talk to me Kang Younghyun. I’m fed up with having sex all the time now.” You turned to look at him one more time before shutting the bathroom door closed.

“Fucking work…” You mumbled, removing your bra and panties as you got into your shower, cleaning yourself up from the warm water as it soothed your skin before getting out and drying yourself, wearing your chosen pyjamas and walking out towards the bed.

Younghyun laid down on his side of the queen sized bed, grasping his mobile phone in his hands texting a friend of some sort before he noticed you coming out of the shower in messy damp hair. Perking his head up, he watched as your attention was drawn to the size of his boner that was sticking up from his boxers, almost so harshly that the red boxers he wore was showing from the thin fabric of his sweatpants.

Standing up to have his turn, he didn’t dare to speak a word to you as he made his way to the bathroom, shutting the door close. Slipping into the covers of your bed quickly, it wasn’t long until you found your eyes closing shut, your mind slipping out of consciousness as it was only a few seconds when you were already knocked out into a deep and undisturbed sleep, covered in your thick blankets from the cold. All you needed was well deserved rest.

That was all.

You let out a harsh and tempted moan escape past your lips, a feel of pleasure running down your spine as your body, eyes that were tightly shut closed and mind in unconsciousness and still in sleep, felt a wave of sexual desire as a wet dream seemed to creep up on you.

“Ahh, Y-Younghyun-n…” You moaned out loudly, rolling your head back, still not knowing what was truly happening as a wave of pleasure traveled down your body towards your abdomen. You were too tired to open your eyes, too tired to realize the truth as all you could do was squirm around where you were as the continuous feeling spun circles in your lower region.

You felt excitement, rushing to get the feeling flowing through your body faster as you wanted to gather your climax and let it out on your high. As sounds escaped past your lips, moan after moan never failing to be held back and kept away in secret, your dream came to a sudden end and realization when a sudden jab of your entrance poked you awake.

Eyes shooting wide open, you woke up in a sweat, a pool of wetness drenching your back as a rush of cool breeze brushed against your skin. Turning towards the digital clock on the bedside table, it read:

3:14 AM.

You slumped your head back against the pillow, patting the side on the bed beside you in hopes of feeling your boyfriend’s body, only to feel an empty and cold space before your mind came to reality when your body was sent into another world of pleasure at your nether region. You let out a long and outstretched moan escape your lips, a tune coming from your mouth as you gasped at the sudden change of reality from your dream.

You were wide awake now. Wide awake, undressed, sweaty, a moaning mess and a very angry, naked and vigorous boyfriend digging right at your sensitive areas.

You suddenly pulled back, sitting up from your sleeping position as you noticed how bare you were. Your breasts were no longer covered by your shirt, your pants long gone and on the floor along with your panties as you tried to adjust your sight to the new darkness, a hint of light coming in from the moonlight outside your bedroom window.

You rubbed your eyes, getting used to the new light as you felt a weight shift on the bed closer towards you, a new warmth leaning in to your bare body as the figure’s soft and quiet breath tickled your skin.

“B-B-Brian?” You wondered consciously, trying to pull the blanket that was kicked away from you, over your body to cover yourself up, only to have it torn away from your grip and your boyfriend shutting your voice off with a sudden attack to your lips.

Indulging his own soft, plump ones into yours, they molded perfectly into your lips, locking together as one as he was in the mood, closing his eyes and licking at the bottom lip making way for entrance. As you widen your mouth accepting his invitation, his tongue darted for your own, entangling it into a well fought war with each other, both of your sweaty bodies rubbing against one another while you both fought for dominance.

You gasped and pulled away for air, opening your own eyes to see the lust, the deep message in Younghyun’s eyes piercing into yours as he looked fierce, angered, tampered with and needed a way to wash himself out; but it wasn’t easy matter tonight.

“Brian, I’m really tired, this isn’t the right time. It’s 3 AM—” Cutting your words short, Younghyun shut you off with a quick peck on your lips, gazing into your eyes as his face showed one clear expression. The strong desire of pleasure.

“Shhh, don’t speak Y/N. You’ve already done enough talking today, and I’m not going to let you have the upper hand this time.” He smirked, showing it on the corner of his lips as he crawled on the bed down towards your legs as you watched him, gulping a lump in your throat as he began to grasp his hard and erect member and pumped it slowly.

“I told you before it was hard for this thing to go down by itself without some attention, I couldn’t sleep without having the need of you touching me.” He chuckled a little and leaned over your body, hovering and towering over your shivering figure as knots were building up inside the pit of your stomach.

“Y-Yah, I told you before. I’m not in the mood today because of my fucking boss who decides to pressure my entire week, that’s why I’m so frustrated.”

“Have you thought about talking to your boss about this? Maybe he’ll soon understand once he feels the pain that you’re in.” Younghyun told you, placing his soft and smooth hands on your thigh and rubbing it on the inside walls, getting closer and closer towards your entrance. “Maybe before you tell him next week, I could get your mind off it somehow. Maybe, a little sense of… Adventure?”

You could hear the smirk in his voice as you leaned forward in an attempt to respond to him, only to roll your head back on the pillow and your eyes closing shut when his fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing softly but in strong round motions, sending you into a sudden ride of euphoria.

“O-Oh my god, Y-Younghyun, a-ahh…” You let out a moan, your legs naturally spreading wider hoping to get your boyfriend’s touch to cover all over your body when he leaned into you, his breath brushing against your skin and placing pecks right on your collarbone.

Starting off small, his rubs against your round bud was just the beginning, his lips that were attached to your skin were sucking lightly, his plump lips pressing at your skin before they turned into harsh sucks that clearly became into visible hickeys all over your neck and collarbone.

“Y-Younghyun…” You mumbled, calling out for your boyfriend’s name as he hummed.

“I-I-I want you in m-me…”

Immediately objecting to your thought, the feeling of his hands on your sensitive region was removed and your feeling of pleasure was soon washed away. Younghyun gazed deeply into your eyes, a little sparkle or maybe a glint almost as he looked into you deeply, pulling a loose strand of hair away from your sticky and sweaty face.

“Weren’t you frustrated earlier? What happened to the old Y/N?” He asked and tilted his head like a child, waiting for a response.

“I-I just need you in me, Young K, I want your cock in me…” You mumbled, only to get a grunt from him.

“Since you were a little angered earlier and needed space, I will do what you say, however, on one condition.” He asked and peered over at you.

“You will do whatever I tell you to do and you will obey me, otherwise, face consequences and receive punishment. After all, you’ve angered me at the same time as well and must deal with what has been given to you. Agreed?” Younghyun gave you a stern look while you gulped a lump in your throat and nodded.

With a soft smile, Younghyun looked into your eyes filled with lust and desire, proceeding to crawl over to your legs and spread them widely apart until he was right at the entrance of your aching but wet vagina, the corner of his lips curling up into a smirk as his eyes sent daggers into yours.

“Will you obey me? Will you do what I say?” A hint of mischief and lust dripping in the corner of his lips, his piercing eyes looking at you fiercely, the brown pupils dilating under the weak light source illuminating through your window.

“J-Just do it already… U-Uugh…” You tried to hold back a moan escaping from your lips when Younghyun leaned closer to them, his breath brushing past your delicate skin as he sent pleasure running down your spine with the touch of his thumb on your clitoris, rubbing it with a slow and consistent motion.

“You’re not to make a sound, Y/N. Not even a little squeak.” He moved to your ear, keeping up the pace near your soaking entrance as he bit your ear lobe sensually. “Remember what you got yourself into. If I can’t help with what I do, then I’ll do anything to let you fix it, and that also results in punishment.”

His pace fastened as he bit softly on the heated skin of your ear, letting his tongue lick it softly before detaching himself and leaving a line of saliva to trail in his path. The slow but increasing change of speed made you shake under his touch, the way they moved and played with your clit sent you into euphoria, making sure you bit your lip to prevent yourself from accidentally letting out a loose moan.

You tugged at your soft and plump lips, your peachy colour being tightly bitten on resulting in a dark cherry tone as Younghyun’s thumb continued to play at your nether region.

“Don’t make a sound, love.” Brian curled his smirk in the corner of his lips at your nickname, reminding you of your punishment as he watched your expression change every once in awhile with his every touch.

You fought hard, hoping and grabbing ahold of the bed sheets tightly as his remaining hand that wasn’t occupied took an object to hold, immediately finding themselves rising into the air and grabbing your breast and rubbing them softly, sending your head to fly back onto your pillow with sweat building on yours skin with extra pleasure.

He nipped at your bud, his fingers twisting and pinching your erect nipple as he leaned down onto your other breast, attaching his smooth lips around your skin and swirling his tongue on your sensitive areas. Your lips were on the verge of being victims of your abuse, your teeth sinking into them deeply, a dark red completely colouring them as you twisted and turned with Younghyun’s every move, he drove you insane. Everything about him drove you insane.

You held back words and moans of pleasure, moving under his touch as you felt your lower region start to cover with your wet and sticky lubricant. He smirked as his thumb grazed the entrance of your vagina, his other hand on your breast moving round faster as you felt bundles of nerves exploding in the pit of your stomach from his touch. You were going crazy from this, you needed him. You needed him right now.

Younghyun took his lips off your nipple after playing with it quite some time, leaving his saliva to glisten in the moonlight. He looked up at you, your eyes tightly closed, hands clenching the bed sheet tightly while your knuckles were turned almost pearly white. He loved watching you fight under his touch, he loved it when his hands would just have a mind of their own and his eyes looked at your beautiful features as they moved according to where he placed his hands and mouth.

“You’re good at being quiet, I see.” Younghyun lowered his voice, a deep and raspy tone emitting from his vocal cords. You opened your eyes to see his black hair dangling in front of his eyes, some of the dark strands sticking to his sweaty forehead as you heard his loud breaths, inhaling and exhaling with each breath. “Are you really sure that you can take further?”

Without warning or any signs to indicate a change, Younghyun’s thumb let go of your clit before his hand next to your entrance outstretched and before you knew it, two of his fingers were inserted into your wet ---, thrusting in and out with fast speed making you to let out an unexpected moan.

With your legs wide apart, your chest rising and falling rapidly, your body covered in sweat and Younghyun’s sweat in yours, you watched with soft eyes as Young K chuckled, immediately removing his fingers from your entrance as a stream of your wet lubricant was painted on his fingers.

“N-N-No, p-please don’t let go now…” You whimpered slightly, shaking under the lose of contact from his skin as he removed both his fingers and hand on your breast away from your body.

“I told you before, Y/N,” Young K spoke deeply, taking his two fingers into his mouth and sucking your wetness clean and pulling it out. “You weren’t allowed to make a single sound, and this was what you were given in return.”

“P-Please, I won’t moan this time. Please Brian, please…” You were needy, your begging getting more persistent as your body was no longer shut down from the frustration of your boss’s nagging earlier. You didn’t care about that at all.

Your body was no screaming for Young K, and Young K only.

Lifting up your hips and bucking them, you attempted to find some way to bring some contact onto the lips of your entrance or your clit, hoping to find some way to feel pleasure. You hand your free hands that were gripping the sheets but you knew that if you were to make a move with them, Young K would punish you more.

That exact thought lit a spark in you.

Since Young K watched you silently as you bite your lip, your hand were removed from the bedsheets and found themselves rubbing on your pussy, your fingers inserted into your wet core as you pull them in and out quickly, moans roughly escaping out of your mouth as all you could do was get yourself into ecstasy.

Younghyun’s dick was hard, perfectly erect as he leaned on his arm, watching you fuck yourself loudly with moans emitted from your lip left and right. He found it hard not to fondled with himself as his girlfriend was touching herself from his own punishment.

He couldn’t except it though. He won’t let you go that easily.

Within only a few seconds of playing with your entrance and breast, Younghyun’s deathly grip of his hands grabbed your wrists and pulled them away from your body, his arm muscles pulling you up from your sweaty position and you sit up with a big brush of cold air on your back before you found yourself with wrists quickly and tightly bound together with a strip of cloth.

“Obey.” Young K only said, tying a knot on the cloth as your hands were tightly stuck together behind your back, restricting your movement. He did not go any further, not blindfolding you or strapping you with a gag or even a vibrator inserted into your wet hole.

“You will do as I say, or else the punishment gets worst, love.” Younghyun smiled, leaning closer towards you and that innocent glint in his eyes looked onto your own, waiting for a response.

“Y-Y-Yes, Brian.” You said his name with the touch of his fingers on your chin, a small giggle coming out past his lips as he gave a quick peck on your lips and before long, Younghyun was standing up and grasping his long, hard member in his hands and pumping it up and down.

With your head and the tip of his dick right in line with each other, the grin on his smile soon began to widen and spread as he watched the pupils in your eyes start to grow. He knew he had dominated and was in total control.

“Suck.” He indicated, watching as the tip of his hard and erect member was pressed against your red and bitten lip, jabbing at your skin as he awaited your action.

With his orders written onto you, you immediately obeyed and did as he said, lips widening and opening up into a hole as you wrapped them around the his member, your tongue covered and licked saliva all over the tip of his dick before your entered slowly and bobbed your head back and forth. Younghyun’s head leaned back beyond his neck, the wave of pleasure running through his body as each bob of your head, his member inserting into your war mouth before pulling out sending him into a sense of pleasure and a feeling of euphoria.

“Ahh, just like that Y/N…” Younghyun moaned, his voice not trapped behind bitten lips or inescapable breaths of air as he freely groaned and moaned as much as he liked. You were jealous of him, how he could be playing at you like this as if you truly deserved it. You knew he was bad at pleasuring himself, and could only do it if you were there to help him. In a situation like this, you couldn’t have imagined it.

“Fuck my dick, just like that…” Your tongue twirled around his the tip of his member as he began to pick up the pace of his penis and helped you assist on your blowjob, his hand placed onto your hair before grabbing it harshly and soon bucking his hips into your mouth.

He let out a loud groan, the tip of his member starting to reach deeper into your mouth as you felt it touch the entrance of your throat. His length entered and pulled out fully, his size blocking you from breathing in some air before he thrusted himself back in, making you gag.

You were almost begging to be touched, you were moaning with each thrust of his dick in hopes of him to pleasure you in some way and tell him, “I need you to fuck me right now.” You were persistant, too persistant as your legs that were kneeling on the white blankets parted ways, a brush of cold air hitting the yet again wet pussy of yours.

“You’re so amazing, Y/N, oh my god.” Younghyun moaned loudly, his thrusts becoming faster and quicker with each motion and without warning, the feeling of his member twitching inside of your mouth told you a sign, a few more thrusts in before Young K let out a long, outstretched moan as a hot stream of cum filled up your mouth.

The bitterness of his warm cum tingled at the back of your throat as he pulled out his member, letting his body dropped down after standing up on the mattress for so long and went to reach the same height as you. Breathing heavily as each exasperated breath made his chest rise and fall, you looked up at him as he leaned in and whispered into your ear with his cum in your mouth.

“Swallow.” He told you, brushing his slick and smooth finger across your sweaty cheeks as he heard the sound of you gulp down his contents, your breath finally regulating after struggling to receive oxygen from the blowjob from earlier.

You bowed your head to place your forehead on his chest, the amount of light coming in from the open window shining on the surface of Younghyun’s skin as it traced every bicep, every chiseled abs on his abdomen and his strong, thick thighs that were rock hard after using them to thrust into your mouth earlier.

“You’ve been a good girl, haven’t you, treating your boyfriend like this and obeying my rules like I told you.” He smirked and chuckled, reaching his hands behind your back to untie the tight cloth that was binding your hands together. Not realizing how severe your twisting and twirling was, as soon as Young K finished unraveling the cloth from around your hands, the purple and blue bruises were painted on your skin from your attempt to break out of them as you finally got used to the non-existence of the cloth in the way.

“You kept torturing me, Younghyun.” You let out a low sentence, soothing your wrists by rubbing them softly as Young K went to take your hands in his, leaning in to leave pecks on your skin to help aid your pain.

“That is what you are given if you don’t give what is meant to be returned, Y/N.” Young K smirked and gave you a wink, only to get a sudden shock when you pulled him into your body, arms wrapped around his neck as you swiftly switched places with each other.

With eyes wide open and a gasp leaving his mouth, Younghyun found himself being swapped around with your place as you pressed your palm onto his chest, making him fall back onto the pillow and bed sheet.

“You aren’t going to leave me unattended, Kang Younghyun.” You dropped an octave on his full name as your boyfriend tried to move from your deathly press, only resulting in him getting turned on by your sudden but shocking dominance on him.

“What do you think you’re doing, Y/N?” He said your name, watching with curious eyes as you leaned your naked body over his own bare one, your lips coming closer to attached themselves to his as they bit on the bottom lip, tongues brushing against each other and his hand soon rubbing the back of your head softly.

“I’m obviously doing what’s right, Brian.” You smirked, breaking the quick kiss before your lips started to head down his body, leaving behind soft pecks on his skin, from his collarbone, to his pumped up chest muscles, his abs and eventually, the area close to his member.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me hard again, Y/N, please don’t do this.” He confessed, getting eager to feel your lips touch his aching member again as all you did was let a shallow breath brush against the tip of his dick.

You stopped right where you were as soon as Young K had said that sentence.

“Well, I don’t see a reason why I should if after all, you’ve already come once and I haven’t.” You smirked and giggled when you noticed Younghyun’s face fall into an expression of realization. “I’d expect it to be opposite but it turns out that I am yet to feel that wave of pleasure rush through me again.”

With a sudden motion, you quickly sat yourself up above his member that was already rock hard from your slow teasing and dirty word play earlier, your core dripping with your love juices when you lifted up his dick, and without a word or sign, you immediately bounced down onto him, the size of his cock penetrating deep into your pussy as you let a long and awaited moan leave your lips.

Young K moaned in time with yours, your heat warming up his dick as he felt your walls tightened around his length as it had been a long time since he last fucked you hard right on the very spot. Both of your eyes closed, your heads leaning back in bliss as it had taken you only a few seconds to adjust to your boyfriend’s enormous size before beginning to bounce on his length.

“F-Fuck, Y/N, oh my god, Fuck!” Young K let out a stream of curse words to leave his mouth as he had let his voice do all the talking, his mind going completely blank as you rode his dick with every bounce, leaving your wet pussy completely before inserting his member fully back in.

You rode his member at a slowly increasing speed, your moans often leaving your lips at his size as you focused on your pleasure. It was something like never before. You had sex with him all the time and yet, you had never felt any pleasure like this until now.

“Ahh, Younghyun, shit, you’re so fucking big…” You moaned loudly with curse words leaving your lips, starting to go faster as sweat dripped down your forehead one by one, your hair becoming a mess and sticking to your skin. Younghyun’s hands were placed on the side of your hips, helping you bounce on his length when you were struggling to keep up with his own bucking hips. As his thumbs jabbed at your hipbone, encouraging you to go faster, your voice began to let out a cry.

“Unng, Brian, I-I’m going to c-cum…” You cried out and with another two more thrusts, it wasn’t long before Younghyun’s member would be covered in your cum as you recovered from your orgasm, a long ride as the pleasure washed through your body.

“Hold on, Y/N, I need some help here too.” He asked and tightly grasped onto the side of your body. Using his strength, he flipped you over and in a second, you were underneath his body as he towered over you and his sweaty, glistening naked figure in the moonlight was fierce, pumped with large muscles as you knew a surprise was coming your way.

“If you got to cum, then I’ll make you cum again if it means I get to orgasm as well.” Younghyun told you with a hint of a smirk in his words before thrusting his entire length into you suddenly, letting you scream out his name with your head thrown back in pleasure from his thrust.

“Oh my god, fuck, Young K, please, please!” You yelled, not a care in the world if your neighbours next door or down the road would wake up to sound of you and Young K’s moaning voice at 3AM in the morning.

“’Please’ what, Y/N? I can’t hear you properly.” He jokingly asked you, leaning in as if pretending not to understand your cries from before as each deep thrust inserted his member into your aching wet core, making a line of your juices drip onto the perfectly white blanket.

“Please, please fuck me, fuck me so hard that I cum, I want to cum with you.”

With that order made on your command, he smiled and used his fingers to brush a strand of hair from off your face that covered your eyes.

“As you wish.”

Immediately speeding up his pace, you were already on the edge of orgasming as each thrust sent your body into a mixture of all sorts of feelings, knots tied inside your tightening pussy as pleasure, bliss and passion was flowing through your blank mind, Young K’s thrusts going at a speed that you thought was deemed impossible for someone to go so fast.

“Ahh, Y/N! Fuck!” Young K yelled loudly as he clenched his teeth, digging them into his lips as his hard dick entered and pulled away at lightning speed, the walls of your pussy slowly begin to tightened around them as you scratched at his back.

“Make me cum, make me cum…” You muttered into his ears as his fast pace was consistent, it never lost energy, it never lost it’s pace as it had never slowed down in the process. Pulling his body closer to yours, your skin was rubbing against his own as his thrust took a turn and before you could tell him to move a different direction, you felt the tip of his dick jab at a certain spot of your core walls, making you scream and dig your sharp nails into the skin on his back, positively sure that they were leave obvious marks there.

“Oh my god, Young K! Right there!” You could only say his name as you were letting out moan after moan with the new sensation washing into you as your boyfriend repeatedly thrusted into that spot, Young K’s thrusts bringing you into a point where you felt that familiar tying knot in the pit of your stomach.

As his thrusted with all his energy, Younghyun let out a strong groan as he lifted his head up in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum!” You called out, yelling into his ear as you were close.

“Me too, Y/N, me too.”

With another thrust or so, you felt your body fall weak and motionless as you let out a cry, riding out your orgasm with Younghyun’s member still inside you, feeling his cum start to fill you up inside with each twitch that came from his dick.

You breathed in and out with no words to describe that feeling you experienced just then with your boyfriend. Feeling your boyfriend’s member slowly start removing from inside you, he pulled out his entire length leaving a pool of cum to fall from your entrance. Using your remaining energy to turn your weakened body around, your eyes landed on the digital clock sitting on the bedside table, slightly shifted in place from what you expected to be your fun time with Young K.

4:02 AM.

Your boyfriend dropped down beside you, his heavy breathes could be heard clearly as you turned to wrap an arm around his sweaty, sticky and bare waist.

“That was uncalled for.” You laughed and poked a finger at his skin.

“Yeah, it was honestly.” Young K giggled too and rested his hand on yours. “I literally didn’t expect it to go this far, that was until you pulled that move on me and we resulted in this.”

“Who’s going to clean the bed sheets?” You questioned looking up at him.

“Why don’t we both do it together? A majority of this problem goes to me.”

“Oh come on, I made it this messy. It just felt too good you know.” You confessed to Young K’s doing which made him smile with that cheeky grin of his.

“See, I knew I would win you over eventually. You can’t beat anything over pleasure, Y/N.” You laughed at his statement as he went to boop a finger onto your nose.

“Are you feeling much better now though?”

“So much better. I don’t feel so frustrated anymore.” You told him, raising an eyebrow realising one certain problem you had to face. “I may not be able to walk in the morning though, that’s the thing.”

Young K just laughed it out and pulled you into a hug, grabbing onto the edge of the blankets and pulling it over both of your naked bodies before pressing his forehead on yours.

“That doesn’t matter, as long as you’re not frustrated, stressed or anything else, then I’m fine as well.”

With a tug on the corner of your lips, you looked into his eyes that were shining in the moonlight.

“I love you so much, Brian.”

“I love you so much more.”

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frickmeupkpop · 5 years

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Coffee Queen

A/N: Shout out to @jakjacq for reminding this old woman how to internet and link posts. Thank you so much I really appreciate it, you’ve saved me. Anyone with feedback, comments, wanna just talk, drop me a message. I’m nice.

THIS IS PART 4.

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 |

Day6/YoungK

Reader/YoungK fic

Author: actual-chaotic-mess

Prompt: I work as a barista in a coffee shop you frequent and I tried to make a leaf design on your coffee but it ended being a dick instead

Summary: Working in a coffee shop, Kang Younghyun often visits at the end of your shift. You try to draw a cute leaf on the top of his coffee one day, but it ends up looking a little off, and not at all what you planned. He likes it anyway.

Part 4.

The drive home had been interesting to say the least. Younghyun was a good driver, but he weaved through the traffic more and faster than you would have liked, you’d gripped onto the handle on the door so tight your knuckles were white and your hand was stiff when he pulled up outside your apartment building.

You expected him to wait in the car, watch you get into the building, except that is not what happened. He came around to your door and opened it. He insisted on walking you directly to your door, so he could be sure you definitely made it home safely. It was his responsibility he’d said, something, that again, had made you laugh. You were your own problem. You weren’t a child. You let him take you anyway, warning him to be quiet because the staircase echoed, he nodded. The pair of you trotted your way quietly up the six flights of stairs, before arriving at your apartment. You thanked him and put your key to the door.

It swung open and you looked on in shock as your parents stood in the gaping doorway, glancing between Younghyun and yourself. Your father’s brow creased and your mother gasped, covering her mouth. You knew your father had plenty to say, his face had started turning red. You held up a hand in an attempt to stop him before he started, but it was too late.

“So, this is what has kept you out so late?” Your father spat his demand. “This is where you go every single day? To be with this... boy?” He continued. Your mouth worked, attempting to make words, though only the occasional sound or squeak escaped your lips. Your mother was still frozen in her horrified state. You looked to her for help, to no avail. You didn’t know how to continue from this. You didn’t know how to explain that it wasn’t what he thought. Your father was a stubborn man, whatever he thought was happening is what it was, and no amount of arguing would tell him it wasn’t how it seemed.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” To your surprise, Kang Younghyun had folded himself in a ninety-degree angle. “I am in a band, we order coffee from your daughter at the end of her shift every time, she brings them to us. We asked her to stay for a while, time passed faster than we anticipated. I intended for her to be home a lot earlier than this.” His explanation was rational, but your fathers face turned purple. He was furious.

“What?” His tone had gone from demanding to sceptical and livid. “Listen, boy. My daughter works hard every day in that coffee shop. Every single day, what gives you the right to demand a delivery when the shop doesn’t even offer the service?” You sighed. Your mother had melted her stance and taken your father by the arm, trying to lead him inside. You pushed him backwards too, he continued to berate Younghyun, even though you had tried to explain that even though you’d stayed longer than planned, Younghyun had made sure you got home safely, even to the point of driving you home and walking you to your door.

He wasn’t having any of it. He didn’t care. You were a respectable young woman and didn’t need the likes of this hooligan having you out at all hours of the night. You attempted to usher your father into the apartment so that he wasn’t yelling in the hallway and disturbing the neighbours further, but he refused, he wasn’t done. You turned to Younghyun, who was accepting his fate, receiving his lecture as though he deserved it. Your mother eventually managed to pull your father back into the apartment and you stood in the doorway, looking at a sullen Younghyun.

“Sorry.” You both said at the same time, which caused you both to look at each other in shock and confusion. “Why are you sorry?” You asked in unison. You waved your hand at him to continue.

“For asking you to come to the practices, to bring us coffee at the end of your shift. For not realising the time and getting you home earlier tonight. I really didn’t know the hour.” He told you and you laughed. A sound you didn’t expect to seep from yourself, obviously, nor did he, which only made a smile stretch across your face and a frown to etch itself into his brow deeply. “Why are you laughing?” He almost demanded of you.

“I’m laughing because that’s outrageous. My father yelled at you for getting me home safely, that’s not a nice thing to do, I apologise to you on his behalf. You needn’t be sorry for letting me have a life outside of work and family.” You told him. You felt your mother’s hand on your shoulder. She was softer than your father, certainly more accepting of all kinds of things. She wasn’t as set in her ways as your father. You smiled at her and she reached for Younghyun’s hand, taking it in her own.

“I’m terribly sorry for my husband’s behaviour. He gets a little upset when it comes to our daughter. She’s his pride and joy, I’m sure you’ll understand should you have a daughter of your own.” She said patting the back of his hand with her other hand. “Perhaps, he would not have gotten so agitated had we met at a more... reasonable hour.” She added looking mildly thoughtful. It took you a moment to realise your mother thought he was a boy you were interested in, but when it clicked, your mouth began to form a protest, once again, but you were too slow, Younghyun was already bowing his head and saying he was sorry, yet again, to which you tilted your head in confusion.

“Really, Ma’am, I didn’t mean to keep her at the practice room so long. We - the boys and I - really enjoy your daughter’s company, we were just talking, about the plan for the band, some songs that someone had written. She’s really smart and she has good input on how we perceive things, it’s really helpful, and she’s really fun.” He told your mother, still bowing his head. Your mother rubbed the back of his hand a little before patting it again. She told him to go home now, that she was sorry again for her husband’s tirade. That he should give it a few days before he comes around again, and to do so at a respectable hour.

“Mother, he’s not going to be coming around again, he wasn’t staying today. He was dropping me off because it’s late,” You insisted, though she only rested her hand calmly on your shoulder. She said she understood. She was young once too. She didn’t mind. You are an adult now. You stared at her, deflated. How could your parents have it so wrong? It’s not like you were going to date Younghyun. You were friends. You weren’t even attracted to him... Were you?

Getting showered and ready for bed happened in a haze. You were too busy asking yourself questions. Did you like Younghyun? Of course, he was great. He was fun to be around, making you smile. He was sweet, kind and caring. He even brought you home in the car just because it was cold and late, took a lecture from your father for doing so. Of course, you liked him. That was very admirable behaviour. Perhaps the question was phrased wrong. Did you like Younghyun in a love interest kind of way? Excellent question. You didn’t think you did. Though, you realised you’d started to feel calmer and happier when you saw his face. The troubles of the day seemed irrelevant. He made you feel happy and comfortable and you really enjoyed his company. But did that mean you liked him? You weren’t sure.

You stood at the side of your bed, staring at it. It had reached four o’clock in the morning and you weren’t sure if it was even worth going to bed at this point. Still, you climbed in under the covers, and hugged your pillow, your head still reeling. You had the day off tomorrow, yet you’d forgotten to tell the boys. You yawned, loudly, and stretched out your limbs before curling in on yourself. There was only one thing for it. You’d have to pay more attention to how you felt.

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lookastarlightnight-blog · 6 years

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Will you take my problems?

Admin Ummie Words - 3k Characters - You, Jae (Day6) Genre - Fluff/ Soulmate AU (slightly) Warning - a little cursing and drinking

I honestly think this fanfic sucks but hopefully you guys don’t think so lol. The Soulmate idea I had is where all of your problems go away when you’re with your soulmate.. corny ik

You finally leave work which feels like you’ve been there for 5 years. You didn’t sleep well the night before because they had you work late. But luckily, you’re working at a café which means you can sip all of the coffee you want.

You walk out of work with a small cup of hazel nut coffee, you take small sips letting the warmth of the coffee make your whole body slightly hot. The steam from your coffee hits your glasses and makes them get a little foggy. You stand outside of your job while the wind hits you and makes the hair from your ponytail slightly hit your face. But the fall wind makes hits your face making you scrunch your eyes. You look down the street and see your best friend Katie run up to you yelling.

“Y/N! You have to come with me! My favorite band is playing and I don’t want to go alone”

You’ve known Katie for 4 years and she’s always excited and kind of loud. Her happiness makes you happy and her smile is contagious. She’s one of the most positive people you’ve met. You two moved in together about 2 months ago and it’s been great so far. You look at her and smile still taking a few small sips of coffee.

“Katie. Please stop yelling, I just got out of work and what band?”

“oh sorry!” She takes a few breaths and continues talking “I told you about them like a thousand times. Day6 remember?”

You look at her and remember how many times she talked about that group, a local band that she loves. They don’t play shows often but she always talks about the bass player.

“I remember, when are they playing?”

“Tonight at 6! Please come with me!” She looks at you with puppy dog eyes and sticks out her bottom lip. You look at her and roll your eyes and say “Fine, it’s really last minute but I’ll go”

-You arrive back at your apartment -

You throw on a warm outfit and put a few curls in your hair. You don’t put a lot of makeup on and you throw a pair of black heel boots on as well.

“Y/N... Are you ready?” You roll your eyes and yell back “Um... Yeah. Just need my bag.” Katie gets excited and brings you to the venue. You get inside and instantly look over at the bar and think about how good some vodka or wine would sound right about now

“Katie, I’m getting a drink. I’ll be right back” You walk over to the bar and yell to the bartender, “Can I have a watermelon vodka?”

You sit down at the bar and see a guy with light blue hair and circle framed glasses. He has a long peach shirt and black ripped jeans. He looks over at you and smiles. Of course, you smile back. You look over at him again and see he’s looking at you so you move over to a seat closer to him. He looks surprised as his eyes get wide and his face gets a little pink.

“Hi, I’m Y/N. What are you doing here tonight?”

He looks flustered as he says “I’m Jae... I’m just with my friends. What about you?”

“My friend Katie dragged me here to see a band play so I just need a drink to deal with all of the people bumping into me”

The bartender hands you your drink and Jae say’s...

“I’ll pay for it”

“O-oh no, you don’t have to. It’s fine”

Jae hands the bartender the money and continues to talk

“Have you heard the band playing here before?” You take a sip of your drink and say “I’ve heard a few songs by them... Have you?”

He smirks and says “Yeah I’ve heard a few”

You see his friend run up to him “Jae we gotta go”

“oh, already? It was nice meeting you Y/N”

“it was nice meeting you too Jae”

Jae and his friend walk away and Katie runs up to you. “Y/N do you know who you just talked to?” You sip more of your drink and turn around to her and say “Yeah... a guy named Jae, he got me a drink. Seems like a nice guy, why?”

“He’s the lead guitarist in the group”

You look confused but you see Jae on stage with his friend and a few other people. You grab your drink and walk to the stage with Katie. Jae sees you and smiles lightly, his band member speaks up.

You look at him and smile a little bit while shaking your head.

“We’re going to play our song called ‘You were beautiful’ hope you all enjoy”

They start playing and you can’t help but move to the beat, you didn’t think Jae could sing like that. You didn’t think he’d be in the band at all. Now you see why Katie always talked about them. You and Katie dance together which makes Jae smile a little bit.

-After the show-

Jae walks over to you with a smile on his face saying “Did you like the set?” You chuckle and say “Yeah, you were amazing. I didn’t know you could sing like that.”

“haha I guess I'm alright”

As you talk you look over and see Katie talking to the bass player that she whined about earlier. She runs over to you and you look at Jae

“Um Jae, I’ll be right back”

He nods and Katie whispers to you

“Y/N I’m going to a party with the group... are you coming?”

Your eyes widen as you look at her “Probably not”

The bass player walks over to you both and asks Katie if she’s ready. She leaves and you stand there feeling way more uncomfortable than you did before. She knows you hate being alone in places with a lot of people especially people you don’t know. You feel alone and like you can’t breathe. You try to force a smile and pull yourself together.

Jae walks back to you and taps your shoulder

“Hey, I forgot to ask but I wanted to know if you wanna come to a party the band is having. It’ll be fun”

“Sure... that sounds cool”

He grabs his guitar and walks back to you, putting his hand lightly on your waist which makes you almost jump but you calm down quickly. It feels nice being with him but it’s also a little scary. As you reach his car you freeze because you haven’t been in a car with a stranger before and you obviously don’t want to be killed.

“Are you okay Y/N?”

“U-um yeah... I just haven’t been in a car with a stranger before”

“Ah well I promise I won’t hurt you”

You give him a small smile, weirdly enough you decide to believe him as he opens the car door for you and puts his guitar in the back seat. You put your seatbelt on and hold on close to the car door. He gets in, puts his seatbelt on and starts the car but you’re watching everything he does. He notices you looking nervous and decides to play some music hoping it will calm you down.

As he drives, he looks at you to make sure you’re okay. He tries to give small talk in order to make you comfortable.

“Um... Jae, I’m sorry I’m being so quiet”

“No need to apologize. I totally understand, being in a car with a stranger is scary”

Hearing him say that made you feel a little better. For some odd reason... you trusted him even though that sounds incredibly stupid. You believed he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.

-About 10 minutes later you arrive -

“Oh, we’re here” Jae stops the car and unbuckles his seatbelt. You do the same and wait for him to get his guitar before going inside even though there are a lot of people outside anyways. As you step inside of his house you see tons of people from the show and some people that you don't know. You see Katie with the bass player again. Jae notices that you look upset and asks "What’s wrong?"

"huh? oh nothing..."

Except you were upset at the fact that Katie left you for some guy that she didn't even know. You kind of felt betrayed. You wanted to just go up to her and slap her but you didn’t.

Jae leans in close to you and whispers to you

"We call him YoungK or Brian. You think he's handsome?" You look at Jae then look back at his friend “not my type" You say that while tapping his shoulder a little bit, Jae's face gets pink as he smiles

Katie looks over and sees you talking to Jae and she runs over to you "Um excuse me can I borrow her real quick?" You look at Jae and say "I'll be right back... okay?" Jae nods to you and you walk with Katie to the porch for a minute.

- Porch -

"What?"

"I just wanted to check on you and see if you're okay"

"Katie... you left me at a concert with people I didn't fucking know. I got in a car with a stranger, thankfully he didn't fucking kill me and you know how I am in places with a lot of people when I’m alone. You left me for some guy you didn’t know... but I’m okay”

Katie looks down then looks back up and looks upset

“I’m sorry... I know I fucked up, I just like him a lot. I know that was horrible of me to do”

“just don’t do it again. I was terrified in the car with him. But he seems nice”

Katie smiles widely

“He’s really sweet... Jae seems nice too”

You chuckle and say “He is”

“I’ll come find you when I’m ready to leave, okay?”

“sure”

You two hug and walk back into the house. Katie walks back to YoungK and you walk back to Jae. Jae sees you and smiles.

“Hey, everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s good now. Just a small argument”

Jae grabs your hand and you both squeeze through the crowd of people. He brings you upstairs as you look confused wondering where he’s bringing you. He brings you to his room and you look around.

“Why’d you bring me up here?”

Jae turns around and smiles quickly as he reaches in his drawer for a bag of candy and gets two drinks from his mini fridge

“It’s too loud downstairs... it’s almost impossible to even talk to you”

“Fair enough”

He hands you the bag of candy and drinks and sits down on his bed “You can sit down”

You slowly walk to his bed and sit down beside him making sure to keep some space in between you two. You turn your head to look at him but quickly turn to look away again.

“How long have you been a group?”

“Since 2015. The rest of the group wants to tour, but I’m more interested in just playing here for now”

“Makes sense. It could be really overwhelming”

You two sit there for about 2 hours talking about nothing. Jae offers to bring you home since Katie messaged you saying someone else is bringing her.

As you reach outside of your apartment, you sit in the car for a few minutes longer.

“Thank you for bringing me home”

“no problem. I had fun hanging out with you tonight”

“I did too...” Jae looks down and you can tell that he wants to tell you something. He speaks up and says “Can I have your number? So, we can make plans to hangout again...”

You chuckle and put your number in is phone

“text me when you get back home”

“I will... can I walk you to the door? I know I probably shouldn’t be asking haha.” The fact that he seems more nervous than you are makes you really happy. You find it extremely cute. You both get out of the car and walk to your door. He stands there with his hands in his pockets.

“thank you for walking me to the door. That was actually really sweet”

“You’re welcome.” You stand there together for a moment and look at each other. You want him to kiss you and weirdly enough you think it’s about to happen as he leans in. You nervously close your eyes and try to prepare yourself. You feel his arms wrap around you and you open your eyes and they begin to flutter. You have a confused look on your face.

“Thanks again for bringing me home Jae”

“No problem, I’ll text you when I get back home” You nod as you watch him get into his car and drive off. You turn around and go to Katies room to talk to her. “Katie?”

“COME IN” You walk in and sit on her bed covering your face asking “Am I stupid?”

“huh? No! Why?” You look down with your head in your hands and say “I thought Jae was going to kiss me, he leaned in and made it seem like it was going to happen. Or I could’ve just been overanalyzing the entire situation. A hug is better than nothing... right?”

Katie scoots closer to you “What happened?” You pick your head up and say “I was outside with Jae since he brought me back and I totally thought he was going to kiss me”

“but he didn’t?”

You say “no” and look down and pucker your lips while scrunching up your nose. Katie puts her hand on your shoulder and says “Y/N... I was talking to YoungK and he told me that Jae gets nervous a lot. Especially if he’s interested in someone, he doesn’t like to rush things. So be patient.”

“okay, thanks. Wait... why were you guys talking about us?”

Katie chuckles as she says “He asked me if I knew anything about the two of you so I wanted to ask what kind of person he was. Didn’t want you to talk to a fuck boy”

“haha thank you”

As you two talk you feel your phone vibrate and you look at it. You see a number with no name, the text says “Hey Y/N, I’m home. Thanks for hanging out with me tonight.” You look at it and smile. Katie leans over to peak at the phone and she smiles too.

You pretty much end up talking to Jae for the rest of the night. He asks you to hangout on Friday and you sit there holding the phone to your chest trying to decide what you wanted to do. “Yes”. Pretty much meaning you’ll barely sleep for the week because you’re going to be busy worrying about when you’ll see him again. On Friday you get up early because you two originally planned to get coffee. You get dressed and wait downstairs for him to show up. Katie comes downstairs and sees you sitting there.

“Y/N... what the fuck are you doing? It’s 9 in the morning”

“Good Morning to you too. I’m getting coffee with Jae. He’s coming to get me”

Katie smiles and says “Really? Aw that’s cute. Have fun okay? Don’t overthink things... and don’t freak out. Do you have your medicine?”

“Okay and yes. I have it with me” You hear the doorbell ring and you look back at Katie “I’ll text you.” You walk out and Jae looks at you with a big smile on your face “Good Morning Y/N” You smile and say “Good Morning”

He hugs you tight and you feel okay enough to not let him go. He holds your hand and walks you to the car, opens your door and closes it for you. He gets inside and asks “How did you sleep?”

You look at him and say “I didn’t sleep that well actually so I’m glad we’re getting coffee. How did you sleep?”

He says “I didn’t sleep that well either... I was too nervous about seeing you today”

“aw really?” Hearing him say that makes your face hot and you smile to yourself trying not to let him see. “Yeah... there’s something about you that makes me really happy”

-You get to the café and he has you sit down-

“What do you want?”

You sit there for a second and think “Um... French Vanilla swirl with 3 sugars and creamer”

“Gotcha”

-As he walks to the counter and pays for the drinks you look at him and smile. You look in your bag and see Katie message you “Stay Positive <3”. You put your phone back and look at your pills. You put your bag back down. A few minutes later Jae walks back with the coffee-

“Thank you!” You take your coffee and sniff it letting the warmth of it hit your nose. Jae chuckles and says “You’re welcome... You look really pretty today” You look up at him slightly embarrassed and say “Really? Thank you. I didn’t get to put a lot of makeup on”

Jae looks at his coffee and says “you don’t need makeup” Those four words make butterflies fly around your stomach like crazy. Just four words and you feel like you can melt. He can just look at you and you feel like you’ll just give in to him.

“Thank you. Um did Brian say anything about Katie?”

“I actually think he likes her... he won’t stop talking about her. Katie this Katie that. He drives me crazy”

“haha I think she likes him too. She said she had fun with him last night” You pull up enough courage and ask “Is this a date?”

Jae stops sipping his iced Americano and looks down “I would like it to be.” You look at him and say “then I guess it’s a date.” Even though you asked, you got nervous, just the word ‘date’ made you nervous. You didn’t want to mess it up. You start to twirl your fingers under the table. Jae looks at you and smiles while saying “Don’t be nervous.” He takes your hand and holds it.

You look back at him and smile shyly. Jae takes a bite of the cake you both ordered and then says “I wanna take you somewhere” You look at him with a confused look and ask “now?” He chuckles and says “yeah.” You get in the car and he drives, you look out of the window and try to see where he’s taking you.

30 minutes later you get to a place that’s kind of like a mountain. You look around and see all of the trees and leaves changing color, hearing the leaves rustle as the wind hits them. The wind touches your cheeks which sends a chill through your body. You see all around New York which makes you smile, normally you would be terrified but being with Jae makes you not scared. You feel safe.

Jae walks over to you and places his hand on your waist and asks “do you like it?” You can’t stop looking around and say “I love it. It’s so pretty.” You look at Jae and see he’s already looking at you but he looks away quickly before you can say anything.

“Oh Y/N are you cold?” You keep looking at the view and ask “huh? Oh, a little bit”

Jae takes off his Jacket and holds it open for you to put your arms in. You can’t stop smiling because of how sweet he is. You put it on and say “Wait but now you’ll be cold”

“nah, I have another jacket in the car”

“Jae... normally I’d feel nervous being here. Being this high up and seeing everything like a giant would and possibly imagining the worst thing could happen but being with you makes it hard for me to be scared”

The reason you had the medicine is for your anxiety. It’s been horrible since you were young and it makes things really hard for you... Just being outside makes things hard for you. But whenever you talk to Jae, you feel like you can just be happy and not worry anymore.

Jae takes your hand and squeezes it “That’s how I feel about you too. When I’m with you I feel like I’m always happy.” Jae stands right in front of you and cups your cheeks and leans in to kiss you as the wind is blowing. You don’t feel cold, you feel warm. His lips pressing against yours makes your entire body feel warm. When he stops kissing you, you lightly bite your bottom lip and he kisses your forehead.

He holds your hand as you look at the view “You know how they say all of your problems will be gone when you find who you’re supposed to be with?” You look at him and say “yeah, I hear everyone talk about that”

He looks straight ahead while asking “what if you’re the one I’m supposed to be with?” You look at him and see his hair moving from the wind, you see his eyelashes curling around each other and the light pink tint the wind make on his cheeks. You see how his jawline is shaped and the way his hair goes slightly into his eyes. You see the way his few pieces of facial hair are growing in. You look at him and smile to yourself and say “Then you’d have to be my boyfriend.”

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kpopreactionstoruinyourlife · 6 years

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Song Girl - Part 23 - Sungjin Fan Fiction

Song Girl Masterlist

Part 23 - February 2015

Summary: real life fluffy moments as Sungjin struggles to get into songwriting.

Sungjin had lost track of how long he’d been staring at his guitar and the blank sheet of music. It felt like hours of sitting there, drowning in thoughts but realistically it was probably twenty minutes.

But that was long enough for Jae to be leaning into his field of vision with a cocked eyebrow. And he could feel Wonpil staring at him, too.

“I don’t pretend to be a lead songwriter.” Sungjin said evenly.

Junhyeok snorted. “You’re the one with the relationship and the issues, shouldn’t you be?”

“I wanted to be a singer, I didn’t come into this planning to play guitar and write music.” Sungjin snapped.

“Yet you couldn’t dance.” Junhyeok continued, a devilish expression on his features.

“He wasn’t the only one. I’m all bones and limbs. No flexibility or fluidity.” Jae said quickly.

Wonpil was silent.

“I’m going for coffee, text me if you want something.” Sungjin blurted as he stood abruptly. Junhyeok puffed petulantly. Wonpil’s mouth opened but nothing came out. Jae sighed inaudibly. Brian was cramming for a test with headphones in, ignorant to everything happening around him.

Once he was outside, in freezing air, Sungjin felt like he could breathe again.

He was just heading to the coffee place when his phone buzzed with a call, not the texts he was anticipating.

“Hey love,” He said after seeing Ella’s face on the screen. He tried keeping the despondent tone out of his voice but he wasn’t successful.

“Oh, something is up huh?” She said. Her voice was light and cheerful. Unlike him, she’d had a good day. For a moment that lightened his own heart - she’d been downtrodden all too often recently, but he was still despondent. And now his bad mood was about to dampen her first good mood day in weeks.

“Just...song writing.” He said, shoving his free hand deeper into his pocket.

“So...something I can probably not help you with, unfortunately.” Her voice was lower now, sadder.

“You can distract me. What’s up?”

He tried to imagine her in that moment. It was early evening, so she’d probably just gotten done teaching a class, and given that she had just sounded happy, it was a good one. Her hair would be up, most likely in a bun, and there would marks on her nose from her glasses. She would be walking home, or wandering through a store for the necessities for dinner.

“Well, do be honest I wasn’t expecting you to answer.” She said with a laugh, just one. “But I thought we could start thinking about...Valentine’s day.”

“Let me guess, you are currently staring at a display of chocolate?” He could hear the din of shoppers now.

“What do you want?” She asked after beat. She had decided to ignore how he read her mind.

“Aren’t you supposed to know what I want by now?” He said, a smile spreading over his face.

“I study psychology but I am not granted the power to read minds. Right now you probably want inspiration for a song. But I still cannot read your mind. I will not be making you chocolate. I nearly destroyed the kitchen trying.”

She was talking fast again - it meant she was thinking faster than her mouth.

“Obviously I want the most expensive guitar in the world.”

“No.”

“Wow, way to shoot me down.”

“I am not made of money.” The smile was back in her voice, and this time, it was there because of him, which was the least he could do after making it drop out of her voice a minute ago.

“Which is such a shame, then maybe you would pay for dates.”

He didn’t notice he was doing it but he was getting onto the bus.

“I offer!”

“I’m not going to let you pay for dates.” He said chuckling. “What kind of man would that make me?”

“An arguably more feminist one, but I do pay for all the food I make you and that you eat at my place.”

“I don’t need a lecture on the patriarchy, love.”

“A) everyone does and B) yeah, fine, you definitely don’t need one today. I doubt it’d help with the writing. It’d be weird if you all did a girl power, feminist rock song.”

“Says someone who loves ‘bubble gum’ pop.”

“It is happy music! I’m not claiming sophisticated taste. My favorite movie is Harry Potter and my favorite feel good movie is just about anything regularly featured on ABC Family, which also includes Harry Potter.”

“My little fan girl.”

“I am not ashamed, just sometimes embarrassed. Anyway, Valentine’s Day.”

“Hmm...we could go back to the skiing place, hot springs but that’s probably expensive.”

“We could just hole somewhere in the city.”

“...aren’t you the one constantly lecturing me about the population density of Seoul?”

“I am more used to suburbia and I miss it.”

“I wouldn’t mind holing up with you.”

His feet carried him off the bus.

“We can be like mole people.” She said with a laugh, bringing a smile to his face.

“Bake for me, something decadent and chocolaty.”

“I will bake for then, but you have to help.”

“I can help.”

“Perfect, and I have something in mind.” Now she was moving in the store, the other voices rose and fell as she passed other patrons.

“Of course you do, my brilliant girl.”

“Yes, please compliment my brain.”

“It has many beautiful fissures, lovely lobes.”

On the other side of the line, she snorted with laughter. “Sorry!” She said speaking in an embarrassed voice to another shopper but she kept giggling.

“You know, if I had known complimenting your brain would make you react like that…”

“Oh stop, and now you are officially distracting me from your own Valentine’s day gift.”

Above him, a bell rang as he opened the door.

“Did you finally make your way to the cafe?” She said teasingly.

“Something like that, I have a craving.”

“If you say chocolate I will run over to you.”

“Hmm, something sweet that’s for sure.”

“Oh please say the magic word.” She used an exaggerated, breathless voice.

“You shouldn’t use that voice in public.”

“There was no one around.”

“So shameless.”

Finally, he’d reached his destination. Now everything was better.

“If I am shameless, you probably reap the benefits.” She muttered.

He didn’t reply, instead just wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

“Well hello,” She said, without turning around. The call was ended as she leaned back into his chest. His nose was in her hair. It smelled like her, sweet and minty with a touch of takeout food.

“Sorry to sneak up on you.” He whispered, speaking into her bun. Her hands ran over his arms, comfortingly.

“You’re not going to rape me.” That much she was thankfully sure of.

“Nope, just hold you.” He kept whispering.

“What’s up?”

“Just...a long day…”

“So you are here to…?”

“I think I needed to see you.”

“...Aren’t you supposed to be in training?” She whispered.

“Just song writing...Brian is studying anyway and I just...couldn’t think straight.”

“Is everything ok?” She asked, turning back to face him. Her brows knit in concern over her soft, brown eyes. Tension left his body, melting away. Now that he was with her, could see her, everything was better. Brighter.

“You shouldn’t worry about it.”

“I worry about everything, it’s a full time job.” A fun spark flashed in her eyes.

“I needed inspiration.”

“So you stalked me to a grocery store?” She said elbowing him gently. A big smile was spreading over her face.

“You can choose to see it as romantic rather than creepy.” He said finally releasing her. She shook her head, chuckling to herself.

“Oh we don’t want to get into a discussion about what is creepy versus romantic. Movies and cultures have warped my perspective and I am still unraveling it. But sure, I’ll see this as romantic this time.”

How could he ever hope to explain this feeling? A burning, freezing sensation poured down his spine. His stomach tightened, twisted, rose, sank, flipped, and flopped. He felt lighter, at peace, complete. It was beautiful, blissful. He knew he was lucky to be with someone so brilliant.

“Earth to Sungjin?” She said waving a hand in front of his face before slipping it into his.

“Sorry, ready to leave? I’ll walk you home and head back.” He did have to go back but he wanted to bask in the light she gave off to him for a bit longer.

“Yep. You are going to be so impressed with this!” She said with an even bigger grin.

“You are in a silly mood, aren’t you?” He asked with an arched eyebrow.

“Yes, and it seems like you could loosen up.” She said before starting to check out her supplies.

“I can be goofy.” He said under his breath.

“You still only tolerate pizza.” She countered.

“Pizza has nothing to do with goofiness.”

“It does in my head.”

“I think that might be a flawed conclusion.”

“Shh. You called me brilliant, remember?”

“Brilliant people are capable of mistakes.”

“Brilliant people tend to conceptualize failures and mistakes as lessons and challenges.”

“Growth mindset. I remember.”

She paused, a flush spreading over her cheeks. “Ok, that was a turn on.”

“Huh?”

“Just you saying that made me very physically attracted to you.” The blush on her cheeks was deeper but it was only just reaching his cheeks. At least they had stepped out of the store and the cashier couldn’t hear them.

“You need to explain.”

“Hmm A) you remembered something I said to you over a month ago, B), it was something to do with psychology, and C) I think there was an element related to your tone.”

“So that’s the kind of dirty talk you like?” His heart thumped in his chest as his mind spun with ideas for a later time.

“I guess?” She said giving his hand a squeeze. “Something you should remember.”

He was going to miss her. Her brilliance, the feeling of her skin, her warmth, against him, her smile, her bright eyes. Her leaving would be like the sunset in Antarctica, signaling the beginning of months of darkness. He wanted to keep her, his sun.

He was pulled out from his melancholy spiral by a sensation against his cheek.

“You stalk me, then neglect me, are you sure you’re ok?” She brushed his cheek softly, wiping away the chapstick her kiss had left on his skin.

“Lost in my own head.” He supplied but she frowned.

“That’s supposed to be my thing in this relationship.” Her thumb gently, comfortingly, ran over his hand.

“And now you know how it feels to watch your mind float away, leaving me unable to reach you.”

“You were trying to teach me a lesson?” She was, in a word, unimpressed.

“No, but I did think it was a witty reply.”

“Don’t make your stand-up debut yet.”

“I’m already worrying about one type of debut. Plus, I’m already blocked.”

“I did offer for you to read my angsty high school poetry. Maybe it could give you inspiration.”

Sungjin wrinkled his nose while she grimaced.

“I mean it is terrible poetry, I will admit. For a class I made this whole collection all about “my winter” about the period after a guy I was seriously close to, my first kiss, moved away.”

“And it will be in English. And, call me crazy, but I’m not interested in reading my girlfriend’s poetry about another guy.”

Her impish grin reappeared, sending a nervous wave through his stomach. That usually meant she was going to manipulate him, wrap him around her finger. Most times it was so he could take care of a spider, or when she was turned on and interested in a little something-something.

“Would you read poetry I wrote about you?” Her voice was nearly-sultry, and her hand warmer in his.

“Yes, if you wanted me to.” He said without thinking.

Her facade dropped as she laughed.

“Sad to say, I’ll probably write poetry when we…” She didn’t need to finish the sentence. He knew just from the darkness that moved over her.

“...I think I’ve got some ideas for writing after seeing you.” He said as her building came into view. The end of the line for that night for them. He had to get back to songwriting for the others.

“Ohh… Am I your muse?” She teased, that light returning in her eyes.

“A little bit.” He said, a smile playing with one corner of his mouth.

She got that petulant look again. The one that made her look younger, naive, like a child whose toy had been taken.

“You are a definite source of inspiration.” He continued, an impish glint entering his own eyes.

“...I better be.” She muttered as she opened the building and held open the door for him.

The rode the elevator up in silence. He plotted ways to spend just a little bit more time with her. She wished he could stay.

He stayed with her up to her door and into the apartment, setting down the bag of groceries as he stepped in. All he had to do was keep his shoes on - if he took them off, he’d never leave.

Next to him, Ella tugged off her wool coat, undid the thick scarf around her neck, and shoved her gloves into the coat pockets before kicking off her boots to reveal thick, fuzzy socks. At that, he had to smirk. She constantly joked about her [literally] cold feet.

A beat later and her arms were around his neck, pulling down his hood so her fingers could tangle themselves in his hair. He unzipped his puffy coat and her body curled against his, no longer separated by inches of down.

“I won’t ask you to stay.” She whispered. Her bright, brilliant eyes fixed on his. “So three minutes?”

“Love, I take more than three minutes.” He whispered, kissing her forehead. His fingers had found their way to her waist. Her body shuddered with the sudden cold contact.

“Just kiss me.” She replied after rolling her eyes.

That he was happy to do for as long as his conscience would let him. He wanted to steal a piece of her sunshine. He wanted to burn in her light. He wanted everything he could get. He would happily go blind staring at her glow.

He had so much to be thankful for with her in his life. Still, there was thing he was the most thankful for...

His sun was still bright, near-constant. It still filled his sky.

But the days were getting shorter. Months of darkness were coming.

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