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Bedroom Warfare pt.2

Some days had gone by since that incident Yumi experienced. She had done all the necessary actions in avoiding her boss. Any calls that he had for her, she took to voicemail or created some sort of lie that she was in a conference call. If he asked her for any type of files to see or to sign, she would send Clara, her best friend, in her place. She made sure to never be on the same floor as him either. It was just all too awkward and uncomfortable for her.

She wouldn’t ever try to call Mr.Jung by his actual name, even if he had some sort of rule that it was okay. She likes to separate her personal life from work life, same with issues. To Yumi, this seemed to fall in both personal and work issue.

“Why don’t you just tell him it makes you uncomfortable?”

“I did before. I don’t think it matters to him. I’m not going to entertain it so I’m leaving it alone.” Yumi said typing along her computer. Clara sat across from her desk, eating her sandwich. Even on lunch hour, Yumi liked to work.

“Seems like a good idea. Until it starts affecting your work.” Clara said.

“Don’t worry, it’s not. Now, did you meet with Mr.Seo’s and asked for the blueprints on the–”

“Ugh! He’s such an ass. I know he’s a different department than us but man he acts like he’s the boss of US!” Clara complained, angrily munching on her sandwich.

“What did he say to you?”

“We’ll I asked his assistant for the blueprints but he said that Mr.Seo never signed off on them. So I had to speak with him and he brushed me off and said he doesn’t speak to someone as low as me.”

“What an ass. I’ll talk to him, I need those blueprints in order to finish my presentation.” Yumi got up from her chair and patted Clara on the back. She walked out and headed towards the elevator. Once she got on, pressing the 7th floor, she gone over what she was going to say. Yumi knows she isn’t a confrontational person by heart so whenever she most definitely had too, she would recite her words. So that she wouldn’t stutter or hesitant for anything. It made her feel taller and more secure that way.

Hearing the bell of the elevator indicating her stop, she walked around and saw the man she need to see. His loud demeanor and voice almost called out to her. The sound of her heels clicking made Mr.Seo turn around and smirk.

“Well, if it isn’t the department princess. How can I help you?”

“I hope we can speak in private Mr.Seo. In regards to the blueprints and for how you spoke to my assistant, Clara.”

Very precise and clean, nice.

“Okay we can talk. Let’s talk here. I want to hear what the princess has to say.” He chuckled.

“I don’t appreciate being called that. Now, as for Clara–”

“Why not? Princess is such a good name for you. My own workers fall to their knees for you. Isn’t that why you sit in on the chairmen meetings? For being a good princess?”

“Mr.Seo if you have a problem with–”

“Oh I have a problem with you alright.”

He isn’t even letting me speak. He’s being loud, his whole damn office is looking over at us. Damn it.

“How the hell does someone like you, present to the chairman’s? Sit in on board meetings and whatever. I’ve been with this company for six years! Why should I report to you! A small, measly little bitch.”

Yumi was beyond shocked but she wasn’t going to let it show. She stood there firmly letting him speak like this, hurl any curse words he can. Her balled fist was the main pain she can focus on so she wouldn’t lose composure. She wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

“Oh wait. Let me guess. A bitch like you can satisfy the board members right? I mean, wearing a skirt like that, I bet it’s easy to lift up isn’t it?” He took a step towards Yumi, his hand creeping close to her skirt.

Before anyone can step in, Yumi used her hand to harshly slap Mr.Seo right across his face. Her whole demeanor changed and she was ready to pounce on him. She wanted to scratch his eyes out and make him feel what she was feeling.

“Did you just—”

“I did! And I will again if I have to hear another sexist comment from you to me or to any of my workers!”

“That’s enough.”

Yumi turned around and saw him. He looked different than a few days ago, maybe it was freshly new haircut, or the obvious new suit. Mr.Jung strode over to them, eyes of the office workers following him. As if things couldn’t get more interesting for them.

“Ms.Kim report to my office right now. Mr.Seo, let’s talk.”

Fuck…

Yumi stormed off heading towards the elevator. Her patience ran out, she watched as the doors closed and started to wonder how long Mr.Jung was standing there? Had he seen the whole story? Was he going to side with Mr.Seo? Yumi felt all her frustration hitting, but still she would not shed a tear, desperate to not give a man like Mr.Seo the satisfaction of hurting her over words.

Though I did slap him, that means he won.

Yumi waited in Mr.Jung’s office. Her legs were shaking even when crossed. She couldn’t possibly think there wouldn’t be any consequences to assaulting someone in the company. She hoped nothing too terribly would happen, after all it was self defense. He was verbally attacking her and making all these accusations. Yumi could feel her anger rise again just thinking about his words.

What seemed like forever, Mr.Jung finally came into his office. Yumi sat up straight and waited for him to sit at his chair but instead, he sat at the chair next to her facing her directly. She couldn’t form words though her mouth wanted to speak but her eyes shifted down to notice his hands.

Red and swollen.

“Oh my, sir did you injure yourself? Shall I get a medical kit?”

“That’s alright, it’s not too bad.” He flexed his hand, opening and closing it.

Yumi still looked around and saw the tissues he had on his desk, she reached over and plucked a few. Hesitation struck when she reached for his hand, but with courage she took it and dabbed the tissue paper on it. Realizing how intimate this seems, she let Mr.Jung hold onto the tissue over his own hand and fixed her composer.

I know what I have to say, though I won’t like it.

“Mr.Jung, I would like to apologize for my behavior. I shouldn’t have–”

“Hoseok.”

What?

“I’m sorry?”

“It’s just us in here.”

Yumi knew what he was referring to but it still didn’t sit right with her. Nonetheless, Yumi spoke.

“Hoseok. I would like to apolo–”

“You have nothing to apologize for.”

“Can people stop cutting me off!” Yumi said, fed up with the amount of male attitude into cutting off a women speak. Hoseok nodded with a slight smile. He gestured for her to speak first.

“I would like to apologize for my behavior. It was wrong of me to lose composure of myself in an office setting. I’ll reflect with any consequence you give me.”

“Well then, should I apologize too?”

“What?”

“I lost composure of myself in an office setting. Should I apologize for that?” Hoseok questioned.

Yumi looked at his bruised hand and started putting pieces together slowly. Though she was confused as to why?

“Sir..I mean Hoseok, did you hurt Mr.Seo?”

“Better, I fired him.”

“Wh–”

Hoseok pulled her chair in closer before she could speak. The two were face to face, a natural blush started to show itself across Yumi’s cheeks. She didn’t know where to look, at his beautiful acorn brown eyes? Or the perfect lips saying her name?

“Yumi, no women should have to hear that from any man. A women in higher position than a man should be praised, not questioned into how she got it.”

“..tck, says a lot when you had said women–.” Yumi stopped herself before finishing that sentence.

“Say it.” He ordered staring straight at her eyes, almost admiring how shy she got.

“Mr.Jung I-.”

Seeing him raise an eyebrow meant this isn’t what he wanted to hear. Yumi cleared her throat and began again.

“Hoseok, I appreciate what you said but..you had a women here, who works in a high position here, on her knees…giving you..oral pleasure.” The words caused Yumi to be flushed and flustered.

“If I tell you that it was consensual, would that still be okay?”

“Sir, I doubt it was consensual. A man in your power could easily order her to–”

“She begged to.”

“Sir, I overheard after. You wanted her to finish you but I interrupted so you shoo’ed her away. As easily as you told her too, was easy for you to push her away.”

Hoseok then stood up and Yumi could only sit still in nervousness. His tall demeanor had him look down on her while she looked up with those doe eyes. In Hoseok’s mind, they looked perfect in that position.

“You keep calling me sir.” His hands threaded through Yumi’s ponytail. Each strand falling into her back making her neck feel the tingles. Her breathe was caught up in her throat, too anxious to speak.

“It was easy to push her away. However, it would be extremely difficult to push you away.”

His hand now cupped her chin, rising her to stand and Yumi followed along. There was this burning sensation she felt when touched by him, his voice and words were like a trance she couldn’t escape. Though she knew this was inappropriate, it felt  exhilarating acting like this at work.

“I’m going to kiss you.”

Holy shit oh my god what the fuck

“If you don’t want that, tell me now.”

Yumi’s heart was pounding faster and faster with each second passing by. If any faster, she thought it could lead to an actual heart attack. She couldn’t believe what was happening and all her rational thoughts were fighting to make an argument on why this is bad or why this could be good. Her eyes kept darting from his eyes to his lips and in one quick and hasty decision, Yumi collided their lips together.

The kiss brought fire in them, Yumi quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and Hoseok grabbed onto the back of her neck while also holding her waist. Their lips molded against each other until Hoseok casually slipped his tongue inside. Yumi clutched onto his hair, feeling so liberated and excited she couldn’t contain her moans from escaping her mouth as his tongue explored her mouth. She wanted to match his pace and tried it as well, bits of their mixed saliva crept out their lips, but it felt so good to them.

Hoseok bites down gently on Yumi lip that he still has captured in between their kiss and softly releases it. His hands start to travel around her body, trying to lift her skirt up but with courage Yumi pulled away and pressed him against his own desk. As Hoseok begins to protest, Yumi drops to her knees. Hoseok stroked her head as her fingers fumbled with his belt and zipper. Once Yumi had tugged them down along with his briefs, she looked up to him and batted her eyes, a sight that Hoseok was clear to remember for later tonight. She takes him into her mouth, her lips so wet and soft and her tongue sliding up and down his length.

“Fucking hell.” Hoseok breathed out.

Hoseok takes ahold onto her ponytail, tightening his grib and pulling it softly when he hears her gag. He tries to retrain himself from thrusting into her mouth from how good this feel, how well she’s taken him in this quickly. He rests his head back as Yumi keeps bobbing her head at a faster pace, she makes sure to make use of her hand as well. Hoseok takes one more look at her, and with this found confidence, Yumi stops her movements and bats her lashes at him, her mouth still full with him.

“Keep going princess.”

This time, Yumi goes slow, painfully slow. Her tongue works wonders as it rolls over his length, licks around and about feeling it throb inside her mouth. Hoseok feels the frustration and heat, but he didn’t want to rush her, not like this. Yumi fondled with his sack as she gave special attention to the tip. Swirling her tongue around was a speciality of hers so she knew to put it to her best work. Taking him full again which each bob going deeper as she could, mentally cursing herself out for having a gag reflex.

But to Hoseok it was heavenly, the sounds of her throat trying to reject what was being put down was music. He loved the sound of pleasure and this was it, he couldn’t hold back not when he was this close. He groaned deeply when he placed his hands on Yumi. He held her in place and still, while he started to thrust himself inside her mouth. Yumi held onto his thighs for support, allowing him to treat her as he pleases. Hoseok was nearing his end, he wanted to see her as he finished. He opened his eyes to see her eyes never left his. Her eyes had tears dripping down the side of her face, while he fucked her warm mouth. Hoseok left his mouth agape as he came, Yumi holding it all in her mouth and in one finally bob, swallowed. The taste was foreign to her but so worth it and satisfying. Hoseok cupped her chin, rising her up and placing one last sloppy kiss between them.

“I know you don’t like being called princess but–”

“Only here. When it’s just us, you can call me princess.” Yumi said timidly.

“Okay, princess, now it’s your turn.”

—Admin KC

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Bedroom Warfare

Having an asshole for a Boss isn’t fun, what’s worse is falling for said asshole.

Pairings: Hoseok(BTS) + OC(Yumi)

“He’s just so...ugh! Words can’t describe.” Yumi let out a frustrated sigh slouching onto her chair while her bestfriend and assistant, sat there admiring over some magazines across from Yumi.

“You know, you could just ask to extend the deadline?” Clara said nonchalantly.

“Ask him? Ask? The man would simply laugh at the attempt. Have I made it clear that he hates me?

“And that you hate him? Yeah you might’ve mentioned.”

Yumi straighten up and started organizing the sprawled out papers on her desk. She let Clara flip threw a few more pages before having her go back to her own desk. It was a miracle that her very own bestfriend was hired at her job. Clara didn’t mind that it was being her assistant, she was very good at scheduling her studies and her own days so why not make money out of it by doing it for her very bestfriend. Yumi couldn’t have asked for a better person for the job, it was well suited for her.

She could however, ask for a better boss.

Yumi did not like her boss very much. He was harsh, strict and always followed protocol. Sure he was a very busy man and all but to simply ask for all these documents to be translated to Japanese and in Manadrian by the end of the day? It was a little overwhelming. Yumi did speak Japanese so maybe it would be done in a breeze but Manadrian? She herself would need a translator to translate the documents. A sudden call rang, she picked up the phone and heard Clara voice from the end.

“Yumi you have Mr.Jung on line 1.”

“Okay.”

Oh great what now?

“Hi Mr.Jung, I was just starting on–”

“I need those portfolios on the hotel designs that were dropped off eairler this morning.”

“Of course sir. Is there-”

“I need them now.”

The call ended and Yumi nearly smashed the phone down. She opened her drawer to her left and looked threw all her files. They were marked as ‘France Designs’ and she clearly remembered that he needed them for Thursday not today.

Geez he can’t even let me fucking finish a sentence.

Yumi was an very hard worker and recognized as highly as Mr.Jung. She’d sit in on the mettings that were intended only for CEOs. She, herself, would have input on the topics of discussion and to be asked for her opinions. Since the merger with the Ilsan branch, Yumi delegated all her personal life issues and work issues. One of her personal life issues being, she broke up with her boyfriend. She simply had no time for a relationship, it was amicable. An issue at work that was sorted was requesting Mr.Jung that she be considered for the Vice President position at the company.

However Mr.Jung turned that down in one sweep. He nicked picked all the small faults in her application for it, ripped new sexist insults towards her at why a female wouldn’t do well in such power positions. He had commented how she was doing fine at being Head department. But it made now sense to Yumi seeing as how she was treated like the number 2 in the office and had the respect from her peers to be considered.

“Clara, please deliver these documents to Me.Jungs office.”

“I’m sorry but he already has me rearranging his schedule for this month and next months.”

Yumi creased her brows. “Why would he ask you to do such thing? He has his own assistant.”

“Oh, he quit after like one week. So his stuff got piled onto me. It’s no problem really I can handle it.” Clara said, typing faster on her computer and writing dates down on her calendar.

“No. Stop what you’re doing. As my bestfriend and my assistant, he can’t just dump his own schedules on you. It’s his job to hire a new assistant for himself. I’ll speak with him while I drop these documents off. Clear my afternoon conference call. I have a feeling this discussion will take all of my energy.”

Yumi gave Clara a thumbs up and struts to the elevator. Clara sighed in relief, she wouldn’t have admitted it but balancing her boss and her boss’s boss schedule and calls were maybe a tad bit overwhelming.

Yumi stood in the elevator and waited all of two minutes before landing on the top floor. She breezed by the empty seat where Mr.Jung assistant would sit. She didn’t even need to knock because of her surpressed anger, she gripped the handle and immensely strut inside.

However the scene she had walked in on was overwhelming.

There he was, standing at his desk with his hands as support from each side as a women was on her knees, literally sucking him off. The women paid no attention to the sudden intruder. However Mr.Jung looked over and saw the surprised, flustered expression spread across Yumi’s face. His eyes stayed with her and she couldn’t peel her eyes off the scene. His chest rising with each breath, the way his thighs contracted and tensed showing the outlines of muscle. And how dare Mr.Jung have the audacity to swipe his bottom lip with his tongue.

To say Yumi was embarrassed would be the least.

“Oh! I’m so sorry! I’ll come-I’ll be back.”

She shut the door so quickly and raced back to the elevators. However, while waiting for the elevator to come back up she realized she didn’t have the portfolio anymore. Did she drop it at the door? Out of shock? Yumi slowly walked back over to the office door and saw the portfolio papers there, sprawled out of its folder.

“Shit..” She mumbled while hastily grabbing each paper off the floor. As she got the papers back in order, she couldn’t help but be a curious Eve. She softly pressed closer to the office door to hear if anything else was going on.

“Sir, you don’t want me to finish?”

“No. Now go back to Mrs.Eun office. I’m sure she needs you more right now.”

Yumi could hear the sound of belt buckets and heels clicking.

“B-But you’re still...aroused. I can’t leave you like this.”

“I rather be left aroused than have you on me. Ever heard of a mint?”

Yumi herself felt offended by such comment. This is how he treats a women after abusing his position of power to get sexual favors? Yumi rolled her eyes and stood back up and waited near the assistant....old assistants desk. Another two minutes gone by and the women leave the office very angry, didn’t bother giving Yumi a glance. This time Yumi knocked on Mr.Jung office doors.

“Come in.” He beckons.

Yumi enters in cautiously and somewhat timidly. She stands over his desk as he sits there, in his well leatherd chair with a pen in hand ready to sign over papers.

“This is the France hotel designs you wanted. It also includes the building structures and rough estimate of how much we would invest if we were to have this done by the end of next year.”

She handed him the papers and watched him flipped through them with a scowl. She figured he wouldn’t like something about it.

“What if we were to have the hotel done by 2026?”

“Well considering the building structure is a quarter done, I’d estimate we actually be getting it done by 2024. There’s still some adjustments that were overlooked–”

“Overlooked? Who’s job was it to oversee these ‘adjustments’? Because if such were overlooked then someone isn’t doing their job right and only half assing it.”

Yumi bit her tongue when she can see how upset he’s getting. He never would overlook small details such as the lobby that wasn’t tiled with the right colors, or the fountain center piece was the wrong one. Though he was right about the half assing part.

“It’s to my understanding that Department head Seo was at the site over in France.”

“Tell him to fix these immediately.”

“I have sir.”

“Then why isn’t it done?” He stared straight at her trying to burn out answers. If there was anything nobody should mess with, it’s his hotels.

“Sir I only relay the messages. Unless you suggest I hop on a plane to France and tell him personally.” Yumi tried to joke with a slight chuckle but she knew that was a mistake. Mr.Jung isn’t someone who jokes...especially not with her.

“Was the a joke? If so, you’re horrible at it.”

“I’m actually known for my impeccable humor sir.”

He creased his brows at her, ready to tear her a new insult only for Yumi to quickly rebuttle.

“I’m also known for my sarcasm.”

With the slightest smirk, Mr.Jung looked over the papers once more and signed at the bottom. He handed back the papers and waited for her to bow and leave. That is until Yumi quickly remembered what she also came to his office for. She just lost all confidence though from seeing that explicit scene five minutes ago.

“Is that all?”

“No sir. I mean yes...actually sir, no.”

Yumi places her hand on her hip and as much as she tried to hide her scoff, she still did. “Where do you get off treating my assistant as your own? I understand your guy quit after one week which is a new record honestly. That doesn’t mean you can treat Clara as your personal assistant when she is already working hard as it is. Find yourself a new assistant instead of trying to steal mine.”

Sitting there, amused at how she finally talked back to him. Yumi was not a confrontational person, that he knew about her, so it was a little refreshing to see her stand up for her own assistant, or well her friend. He smirked just a little and stood from his chair making his way over to her.

“Hoseok.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’ll stay off of your staff, in exchange, you’ll call me by my name, Hoseok. Of course when it’s just us.” His words were saying one thing but his actions were clearing saying something different, Yumi just couldn’t describe it.

“Why on earth would I do that? You’re my superior and I’m obviously not comfortable with that seeing as how you can’t stand me and I can’t stand you.”

Yumi was a bit proud of herself to be letting everything out. She might as well, when will another opportunity come like this? And when will Mr.Ju–Hoseok ever seem this calm about it?

“Only people who stand up to me can call me by my first name. You’re one of very few. I don’t like it but it’s always been a rule of mine I guess you could say.”

“This literally makes no sense sir. We don’t have that kind of relationship whereas we can call each other by our first names. I personally–.”

“Yumi.”

“Sir that’s not–.”

“Yumi.”

“I don’t think that is–.”

He got closer to her, close enough to place her hand on his chest. He really just wanted to hear his name being left from her mouth, as sinful it is, he just needed to hear it.

“Yumi.”

“S-Sir you’re a little to–.”

He inched closer, Yumi wasn’t able to look him in the eyes for she was afraid of the rising heartbeat in her chest. Hoseok analyzed her face and some could say he was admiring her features. The shy blush of red tainted her cheeks before she was able to speak out.

“H-H-Hos..Hoseok.” She mumbled.

“Good girl.” He whispered to her before leaning away from her and walking back to behind his desk. Yumi stood there heart in throat, trying to compose herself. Feeling much embarrassed and flustered, Yumi gripped the papers in hand and quickly ran out his office. She dashed to the elevators praying for it to arrive. And once it did, she rapidly pressed her floor number and tried to relax herself.

“..asshole..” She mumbled to herself still feeling that heartbeat rise and a weird sensational feeling making her stomach turn. She never came to the conclusion if it was good or bad.

-Admin KC

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How He Would

(Ikon Bobby Edition)

*big credits to these gif owners*

How He Would Cuddle

He just likes to be held. Especially like this after a long hard ass day of working and practicing choreography.

How He Would Hug You

He’s one for a surprise backhug :’) he’s a softie at heart

How He Would Kiss You

He’s such a softie so he wouldn’t be too aggressive..at first but! He’s the slow and sensual type definitely

How He Would Look Apologizing

Because he puts this hard exterior, he’s more on the ‘whatever I know it’s my fault’ apology. So something like–

“I know I’m in the wrong, give me a second to collect my thoughts.”

How He Would Hold Your Hand

Let’s say things were getting tough and you just needed some reassurance or he needed your touch to help calm him down after getting angry at a fellow colleague. This is how it be.

How He Would Argue

He’s very much the verbal type. However he won’t say anything at first or even bring up the argument and when he does he tends to spill a lot of his feelings about it. Hardly ever it goes to him yelling though.

How He Would Makeout

Since he’s a slow and sensual guy, he would love the teasing. Whether it’s him or you doing it. Mostly him. He also wouldn’t mind foreplay.

How He Would Say ‘I love you.”

It’ll be a while before he says the three words but when he does say it, he’ll plan it out. Though he is the shy type after he says it, he’ll plan a surprise dinner date with the sun setting just right for the mood and hold your hand across the table and utter the words–

“I’m in love with you...just so you know.”

Ahh it’s my first ever ‘How He Would’ series. I definitely plan to do these for more idols but Bobby is my first love so I had to give him the go. –Admin KC

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Monsta X Imagine : One Member

Things were going smoothly in your relationship with Changkyun, that is until he caught you cheating on him.

“Okay I will.”

“Promise? Last time you left on the same night baby.”

“I know I’m sorry, I’ll–”

Just as you were about to finish that sentence, you heard the front door and the sound of jangling keys. You quickly hung up the phone and reposition yourself sitting up against the headboard with a pillow supporting your back. You grabbed the book off your nightstand table and flipped to a randomized page.

“Hi hun, I’m home.”

You looked up and saw him, Changkyun, your boyfriend. He smiled at you sweetly and threw his keys on his drawer. You watched his moves as he hung up his coat behind the door on its hooks. He plopped down beside you and kissed your cheek. A gesture you grew tired of.

“How was your day?” He asked.

Oh you know just mostly sexting my lover over the phone and sending him those sexy photos you couldn’t care less to appreciate. Oh! I also had some of last night pasta for dinner cause you promised to cook but you came home late yet again. “It was fine, I caught up on my reading.”

“That’s nice, I’m gonna hop in the shower quick okay?”

You hummed in response and another quick kiss was placed on your cheek. Changkyun moves off the bed and went into the bathroom down the hall. You settled the book down and pulled our your phone to quickly text your lover.

Sorry he walked in, we’ll talk more tomorrow

A quick response came in and you couldn’t help but giggle to yourself. This guy knew the way to make you blush in excitement. Your heart felt heavy and your subconscious was basically scolding you everyday. But you didn’t care, this was all new and fresh something you haven’t experienced in a while.

Dating Changkyun was a dream yes but you grew tired of the same routine. Not to mention you haven’t had any action from Changkyun since a few months ago. You didn’t know why he suddenly withdrew himself from you and instead of talking about it you choose to ignore it and find it somewhere else. Of course you still loved him but, who said you can love two people?

“I forgot a towel.” His voice alerted you and you tried your best to shove your phone under you. However by the struck of luck, Changkyun didn’t see and grabbed a towel and turned away again. You sighed in relief.

During the night you slept peacefully. You turned over and felt nothing. You slowly opened your eyes and saw that Changkyun wasn’t in bed. You checked the time and it showed 2:39am, where could he have gone? You grabbed for your phone but no use, it wasn’t there. You checked under your pillow and under the bed. Your heart started to race in fear, you quickly got off the bed and went out to the living room.

Your heart dropped.

There was Changkyun with your phone in his hand sitting on the couch as if nothing was wrong. You didn’t dare try to speak.

“It kept going off. Please tell...Vernon was it? Tell him you usually fall asleep after 1 and that I’m a light sleeper.” He tossed your phone to you and kept his place sitting there.

“W-What?” You croaked.

“Vernon. That’s his name right? The guy you been sleeping with?”

“I-I-I uh, how did you?”

“It wasn’t hard to figure out. You started going out late, lied to me and hid your phone from me. I’m not stupid y/n, though you think I am.”

You felt everything break. You wanted to cry but how could you? It be ironic and wrong for you to cry now, it hurt like this. You were just caught red handed and still, he acted like he didn’t care?

“So you find out and you don’t care? Is that it?”

He finally stood up and suddenly you felt so small to him. He chuckled bitterly and once he came closer to you, you saw the tear stains on his cheeks. His red and swollen eyes. And though you stared into them you could see there was no one behind those sad, broken eyes.

“Not care? The women I’ve loved since sophomore year in college is cheating on me. I can’t fathom why...do you not love me anymore? Or did I do something wrong?”

You couldn’t find the words to answer his questions. Or maybe there just wasn’t an answer to give.

Changkyun pulled from his pocket what felt like dangerous and loaded gun. It was placed neatly in the palm of your hand and you could feel its heavy weight.

It was a ring.

“I was planning on asking you to marry me. But now? Now I want you to pack your shit and leave.”

You stared at this beautiful ring. It was elegant and simple, a type of design you loved. And now it was here in your hand right on the wrong timing. You eyes welled up in tears and you tried to hold them back but it was futile.

“Actually, I’ll leave. I don’t want to stay in this apartment. You can keep it. I’ll have my stuff out by tomorrow afternoon.” He walked past you and you could hear him grabbing his coat and shoes. Right when he got to the door you finally moved from your spot to try and stop him.

“Wait please! I’m sorry! I can explain okay? We haven’t connected in so long and I was just lonely. I thought you didn’t want me or that–”

“No! You don’t get to feel better about this by trying to come clean. You’re not sorry, you’re sorry about getting caught!” His voice boomed with anger and nearly broke in heartache.

“I love you so much, how could you possibly think I didn’t want you? Cause we didn’t have sex often?”

Your silence was your answer.

“I wanted to...I so wanted to. But I thought it would be more...I don’t know romantic if we stopped and waited til our wedding night. You know once I asked to marry me?”

“How was I supposed to know?!”

“If you weren’t such a child you would’ve used your words instead of going off like some hoe to look for some dick.”

His words were like knives and yet you could handle it. You could handle harsher words if it meant he’ll stay.

“Please Changkyun...I love you and I don’t want to lose you. I was wrong please stay and I’ll–”

“No. I deserve better. You don’t hurt the person you love. I can’t even look at you right now.”

His eyes were casted down, worried if he were to take one look at you he’ll break and stay. But he couldn’t do that to himself, he deserved better and he knew it...he just thought you were better for him. Oh how wrong he was.

“Changkyun please don’t go!” You were afraid of waking anyone but that feeling was shut down when he suddenly closed the door with full impact.

You stood there in guilt. You just ruined a perfect relationship, one you had hoped to find. You clutch onto the ring and felt it’s heaviness weigh you down and hug your knees. You let out cries of agony and regret but now there was no one to wipe them away for you.

-Admin KC

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Ateez Reaction: One Member

Hongjoong Reaction to you flirting with his member, Wooyoung.

sorry short reaction 😖 also quick note, I’m changing my admin name to kc cause idk it’s cooler

As much as it was killing him, watching you laugh and place your hand on his shoulder and arms, he couldn’t do anything about it. He couldn’t last out in front of anyone. Especially not in front of his teammates. He watched from the sidelines as you winked at wooyoung when he threw a corny line. Since when did Wooyoung start working out? Did you notice his sudden firm arm? Did you think he looks good? Why did he invite you over if he knew this was going to happen?

Suddenly his thoughts became more difficult to settle. Did Wooyoung like you? Did he fantasizes about you? About how curvy your body is? How your lips would feel on his own? Did you sometimes actually want to kiss Wooyoung? Was he losing you by not saying anything?

“I’ll be back, I need more watermelon.” Wooyoung went away with his bowl and you nodded along. You went back to sitting next to your boyfriend, your very pouty, jealous boyfriend.

“I don’t like it when you pout.” You laid your arm out and rested your head on to it, mimicking Hongjoong position.

“I don’t like it when you flirt with wooyoung.”

“Uh, I wasn’t.”

“Your winks and jokes say otherwise.” Now his voice was growing annoyed.

“Well then what do you want me to do? You’re the one who said we should keep our relationship private.”

“I know! It still bugs me.”

“You don’t think it bugs me when the guys tease you about that girl you had to hug?”

“That’s different. It was for a music video which means work. It was plainly business. Cameras were there and so was a director. Here, it’s behind closed doors, flirting right in front of me with your winks and the touching.”

“But I only wanna flirt with you.”

His face soften and sighed.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t get all upset when I’m the coward who can’t reveal our relationship.”

Your heart sunk in guilt. Maybe you could’ve said stuff without that flirting tone. And perhaps there was no need for winking at Wooyoung. You inched a little closer and place a sweet quick kiss on Hongjoong’s cheek. He fought the urge to smile.

“I’m sorry I should’ve known your feelings about it. I’ll stop.”

“N-No don’t. If you do then he’ll know somethings up.”

“Wha-”

“Plus I think he’s flirting back so he’s not onto us.”

Your fingers played around with his, just feeling skin and fingertips made you wanna hug him desperately and kiss him like he’s never been kissed.

“I’ll just tone it down then. Plus that was my bad flirting, I use my good flirting when I’m alone..with you”

“Oh? I haven’t seen it.”

“Well maybe if you came closer then you would.” You smirked.

He gave a short chuckle and leaned closer to your lips. A small giggle escapes as you also inch closer and just as you felt his lip barely graze yours, the door opened and came in an awkward and surprised Wooyoung.

“Uh-I-um..watermelon?”

You stood up from where you were and tried to form a sentence. But you were never good under pressure. Hongjoong too was stuck and didn’t know what to say. So instead of saying something, he showed.

Hongjoong wrapped his arm around your shoulder and brought you by his side. You immediately blushed and looked to Wooyoung who was starting to piece up the puzzle.

No more hiding. No more lying. No more secrets. His my member and my friend. Shit I’m risking everything.

He glanced to you as you naturally clung to his side with a unsure look. But still, your blush was visable to him, his heart could burst with all what’s going on.

She’s worth it..

“We’re dating. So you can stop flirting with her now, she’s with me.”

Okay, he’s definitely getting some tonight...Your inner thoughts roamed to the gutter.

“Ohhhhkay. So you guys have been secretly dating?”

“For seven months now.” You finally spoke up.

“I’m the only one that knows?”

“Yes.”

Your heart was pounding and basically adrenaline was shooting through your veins.

“ILL GET MORE WATERMELON! You guys better tell me EVERYTHING when I get back.”

-Admin KC

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Let’s (Not) Fall in Love ft.Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

serious badboi vibes but we all know he’s a cinnamon roll

You knew it was a bad idea. A horrible idea. A horrible, bad, stupid idea. But when you were actually finally doing it, you couldn’t find the horrible, bad, stupid reasons anymore. All it took was one kiss. One drunk kiss at a college campus Christmas party that you became Hwang Hyunjin’s new fuckbuddy. You might not remember that whole night but that kiss, definitely. It was just whole entirely different from when you kissed other guys. It lit up a fire in your stomach and you knew you wanted more. His lips were like a breath of fresh air when coming out of water. To him, your lips were sinful enough to make him beg like a dog. It was like your bodies were made for each other, responding so well to each other’s touch and simply knew what the other wanted.

So when you found him waiting for you outside your morning class the next day, you knew he felt it too. And that’s when this fucked up relationship started. If you can even call it a relationship. He was yours and you were his, non exclusive of course but when it came to fucking? He only needed you and you only wanted him. He had no reason to fuck other girls and you had no desire to fuck other guys. You knew where he liked to be kissed and he knew where you liked to be touched.

“Oh just like that.”

You took his hands away from your waist and paced then in your exposed chest. He mounded your breast in his hands and gave them a light squeeze. You gave out a soft moan loving the control you have over him. Your movement became more faster and rushed.

“You ride my cock so fucking good.” His hips started to match with yours and wanted more.

Reaching your high you collapsed over his chest and he soon followed after you and released himself inside your walls. He used his hand to hold you and the other to wipe the sweat away from your forehead. You looked to see him staring at you with a faint smile and one last kiss to end the night.

It wasn’t until you made sure he was asleep that you started to find your clothes. You slipped on your jeans and top from the night before and began to head out his room. It was basically a routine you’d find yourself in. Wherever there was a campus party or bond fire or some excuse for students to have fun and drink, you’d attend with your friends and see Hyunjin laughing with his friends and having fun. He would find you like a month finds light and glue his arm to your waist the rest of the night. You didn’t mind, you actually liked it. He was a good fuck and nothing more.

That is until recent events. Just days before that bond fire you went to, you spent the day studying at the public library for an upcoming final and a note was slipped to your books. A number and name was written down with a smiley face. It was someone you knew but wasn’t close with, Taekwoon. He was a well known guy for being mysterious and quite. He was also a year above you.

If the you before Hyunjin got this note and number, you call straight away and hopefully set up a date. But now it was so difficult to even keep the number with you. You threw it away feeling no regret because you had Hyunjin. Though he wasn’t totally yours in the way you wanted, it was still something. For the past month you grown actual feelings for this guy and as much as you wanted to act on it, you knew Hyunjin wouldn’t date you. He said first when this sex relationship started,

“I’m serious. I’m no ones boyfriend, so don’t hold expectations.”

So with a heavy ass heart, you locked the front door and sighed into your shared apartment. The place was only lit up from the sunrise out the window. You threw your keys to the small standing bowl and took off your shoes. You checked on your roommate who was peacefully sleeping in her bed and then walked to the bathroom to start a shower.

The hot water helped relax your shoulders. Last night was amazing like all the rest but, you didn’t know how much longer you could keep up with this. Did you really have no dignity and pride when it came to ending things with him? If you saw yourself from the outside world, you’d laugh. What kind of girl settles for this? How can they do this without feeling?

You stepped out the shower and into your room, throwing on some comfortable shorts and a over sized shirt. You wrapped your hair in a separate towel and began to make breakfast. The sound of bacon sizzling on the pan brought out a small memory...

“I get great sex and breakfast? Wow, should’ve hooked up with you sooner.”

“I hope you don’t mind. I’m an early bird and I needed something to eat.”

“What are you making?”

Hyunjin stood behind you as you whisked the eggs in a bowl and onto the pan. He rested his chin your shoulders and wrapped his arms along your waist. A small smile danced on your lips and the butterflies swarmed around.

Suddenly feeling a shock wave of realization you accidentally burned your wrist as it was too close to the stove. The pain stung and you took it like a champ but Hyunjin saw and immediately rushed to run your wrist under the faucet.

“Daydream much?”

“I didn’t even realize...”

“I’ll go grab some bandages. Think you can manage without me for ten seconds?”

“Y/N!!”

The shout from your roommate brought you back and the bacon were burned and smoke was starting to cover the kitchen.

“Shit!” You turned off the stove and removed the pan and threw it in the sink, running cold water. Your roommate started fanning the smoke detector.

After a moment the air was clean and you and your roommate settled for cereal. You were lucky enough nothing extremely bad happened or else, and your roommate made sure you knew that.

“So, you went off with Hyunjin last night.”

“Yeah?”

“What’s going on with that? I thought you wanted to end it?” She asks.

You sighed. “I don’t know anymore. If I stay with him being nothing more than just sex friends I know I’m going to get hurt sooner or later. If I end this with him now then–”

“Then you can finally try to move on from him.” Your roommate finishes your sentence first. Not feeling anymore hungry, you push the bowl of cereal away and unwrap your towel from your head. It’s still damp but you decide to let it air dry.

“How do you know if Hyunjin doesn’t have–”

“He doesn’t. I think he’s made that clear.”

“What do you mean? Hyunjin only sleeps with you, actual stays by your side at parties, and he lets you stay the night. Girl, I don’t even see him associate with other girls other than you or me.”

You rolled your eyes over at her words. It was plain as day trying to get your hopes up from this information. For Hyunjin, there was no title and for right now you wanted to settle with that.

A couple days go by and for once you hadn’t seen or heard from Hyunjin. Normally you’d see him around the campus or even during his lunch break for a quickie. But there wasn’t any contact at all. You didn’t want to think much of it, maybe he was sick, or busy.

Or maybe he found a new fuck buddy? Maybe he didn’t need you anymore?

I can’t worry like this. It isn’t my place...

Swallowing your pride, you decided to call him first. After two rings it went to voicemail. So his phone was on and he saw you were calling and didn’t want to answer.

Yup I think he’s done with me..

You tried again.

And again.

And again.

And once more.

A total of five tries. Could you stoop lower?

What if he’s in trouble? Is he hurt? Damn it he promised he wouldn’t get into anymore fights. What if he’s just sick and I’m worrying over nothing? Wait if he’s sick, is there anyone taking care of him?

Right after the last class you had, you decided to go over to his place. Not wasting any time you practically speed walked over to the elevator of his building and pressed the 8th floor. You fished in your bag for something and once the elevator stopped you found it.

You stood in front of his door with the spare key he gave you. You entered the key in but as you twisted it you still fondly smiled remembering is tacky way of giving you a spare key.

“You dropped something.” Hyunjin said as he sipped his morning coffee. You looked to see some random key on the floor next to your shoes. You examined the key and was utterly confused.

“This isn’t mine?”

“I think it is.”

“I’m pretty sure it’s not? I don’t even know what this key opens.” You plopped yourself next to him on his couch. He sat down his cup of coffee and snuggled in closer to you.

“Just a thought, but I think it works on my door..”

“Did you just give me a spare key to your apartment?” He shares a sly smile and just looks away.

“I figured it be more convenient...for the late nights I mean.

“Just late nights?” You poke fun at his lame excuse and you guys just giggled to yourselves and continued to share a passionate kiss.

“Late nights, early mornings, mid afternoon, it’s more fun this way.”

With the door wide open you step inside and the familiar smell of his cologne hits you hard. You go to his bedroom and open the door slowly and see Hyunjin curled into fetal position in his bed, awoken at the sound of his door open.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” He sits up properly.

“I uh...haven’t heard from you in a couple of days...and when I called–”

“Sorry I’m not in the mood for anything right now. Can you just go?”

Ouch okay I was actually worried for your dumbass, I wasn’t looking for sex you–just chill..

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong. It’s obvious that something is bothering you.”

You sit next to him and place your bag down next to his nightstand. For a moment you two sit in silence and it isn’t that bad. Wanting to help in some way, you start rubbing his back up and down to let him know you would listen. He placed his hand on your thigh and sighed deeply.

“I don’t know how to say it.”

“It’s okay. Take your time, I’ll still be here.”

Hyunjin removed just hand from your thigh and grabbed yours, stopping you rubbing his back and just held it in place with his.

“You really didn’t come here looking for anything?”

“I-I was just worried. You’d normally call or text me about how your lunch was gross or how boring class was for you. I knew something was up so...I guess I showed up here.”

His eyes trailed every feature on your face and even though he’s done that millions of time after sex, something about right now made you feel like it was special. And finally his eyes were on your lips and for a second you forgot you were wearing that flavored lipgloss he loved very much. Strawberry flavored to be exact.

“You were worried about me.”

“Yeah. I know we mostly fool around but I still care about you, Hyunjin. You can talk to me and I’ll listen.”

Still holding your hand in his, he clutched on just a little tighter and finally let go. He collected his hands together and hung his head, his eyes now staring at the floor of his room.

“I’m ending this.”

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You guys! I remembered the password to this blog while checking my drafts from the stuff I have posted here and I wanted to drop by and say hi to those of you who might still remember me. 

I’ve gotten back into writing and want to start posting scenarios again! Anyway, I miss y’all!!!!!

- Admin Jen

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GOT7 Reaction :

GOT7’s reaction to you teasing them over FaceTime/Messaging

Jaebum :

FaceTiming your boyfriend was always fun. Sure it was a pain to get timing right, you were either asleep or he was working. But, the times when you do get the timing right, you guys catch up on everything. You both vibe to music and talk about how much you miss one another. So tonight, you wanted to have some fun with him.

“He-Oh!...is this how we’re answering FaceTime calls now? Naked?”

“Do you not want to see this?” You asked in a very seductive tone while having your hands roam around your body.

“Fuck, I want to do more than just see.”

You giggled to yourself, seeing Jaebum eyeing you up and down made you feel those butterflies. Only he knew that beyond his smile through the phone, are ways he can take you and ravish you til you were weak in the knees.

Mark :

You knew Mark was going to be very busy preparing for this comeback. Calls were shorter and messages were responded late. As much as you loved him and how amazing he is at what he does, you couldn’t held feeling a little neglected, not to mention some frustration...sexually. You knew this was risky, sending those private photos of you to his phone. It was a total of five photos of you in sheer purple sexy lingerie. With a nervous sigh, you hit send.

“Mark everything okay?” His manager asked. Mark had excused himself when his phone had gone off five times.

“Ye-Yeah! I uh..um, it was uh...It was just y/n.”

“Is she okay?”

“She’s fine. She’s very fine.” Mark muttered to himself. He continued on with the photo shoot, his mind preoccupied with those pictures of you and how badly he needed you.

“Are you okay Mark? Are the pants too tight? Let’s take five! Someone get Mark some looser pants.”

Jackson :

You had so much fun teasing Jackson. He, himself was the teasing king and for once you finally got him back. Sure it was maybe wrong of you to send those sexy videos and photos of you with taunting messages for him during his Vlive, but the look on his face was priceless. He couldn’t do anything about it! His mind was racing and he was glad that the camera wasn’t catching his boner. He wanted to end the Vlive just a bit early so he could go home quick and punish you.

“Jackson the fans are saying you look mad. Are you okay?”

“Yeah guys! I’m fine. I’m just thinking of something back home.” Thinking of how the fuck I’m gonna have my way with her

Another message came through his phone and once he checked it, he zoomed himself home.

*Y/n: Is daddy coming home yet? I’m tired of waiting*

Jinyoung :

It was a normal FaceTime call going smoothly as ever. That is until you started stripping off your clothes in front of the camera. You had this smirk playing in your lips seeing how shocked and unprepared your boyfriend was. He looked around to see if anyone was behind him just in case. He couldn’t have someone seeing his princess like this, only he could. He just stared at the screen while you tossed your last undergarment.

“Uh...you’re naked.”

“I know.”

“S-Should I get naked too?”

You always loved seeing him so flustered and nervous. Only you had that power over him.

Youngjae :

“Babe stop laughing! I thought you’d like it!”

You quickly grabbed your hoodie and clung it to your chest. You thought Youngjae would like this surprise and hell maybe even join you but the look of surprise and shynesss from him caused you to be embarrassed quickly. Who knew being topless over FaceTime was hilarious to him.

“I’m sorry baby I just...wasn’t expecting this! You look very sexy though.”

“Tch, I’m putting my hoodie back on, next time just go with it.” You flipped on the hood and brush out your hair to be visible.

“You still look sexy like this....wait next time?!”

BamBam :

Not really believing what he just saw, he had to see those pictures again for the third time. Did his girlfriend just send him naughty, hot photos of herself to him? In those positions? With that matching bra and underwear? Was it lace? Nevertheless, he very much enjoyed it. Spending those eight minutes by himself, hand stroking his member and thinking of you and how much he missed you. How much he wanted you. Needed you.

*Three Messages From Bammie🍑*

“He probably–*gasp*”

Staring at your screen was now photos of BamBam, shirtless and his pants hanging very low. One was just him with his hard boner in hand with the hand and eggplant emoji. You couldn’t help but feel even more turned on than before. Oh how the tables have turned.

Yugyeom :

He needed a moment. A very long moment. He just wanted to drink in the sight of you through these photos. He could tell that lingerie set was new because he’s never seen that one on you, and it made your ass look very fuckable plus it was a new color and now his favorite, bright red. He was definitely lucky to have a girlfriend like you and he was definitely going to show his appreciation once he got home.

*Have a good show xx See you at home ;)*

“What are you smiling at?” Jackson tried to see what he was looking at through his phone but Yugyeom was quick to turn it off.

“On nothing, y/n just sent me some..photos and I thought they were cute.”

“Aw you guys are adorable. Can I see? Are they photos of puppies?” Jackson was so clueless.

“Only I can see them. God, I love her.” His smirk softly crept onto his lips as he walked away thinking of the best ways he could get you to scream his name.

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BTS Imagine : (One Member)

Imagine having your crush, Park Jimin, tell you he likes your friend.

“Shhh he’s coming!” Your bestfriend, Haera, said trying to shush your blabbering.

You couldn’t contain the excitement your stomach was holding. You were dressed very simply, cute jeans and a pink sweater and to end it, white slip on vans. Haera did your hair, making it look nice and wavy for when you approach your life long crush, Park Jimin.

It was a blessing in disguise to be friends with his friend, Taehyung. You hadn’t known about Jimin until freshman year of high school when Taehyung introduced him to you. He was the shy new kid, and Taehyung clicked into being friends with him quick. The three of you were  inseparable throughout high school, and now that you’re all in the same college you figured it was time to confess to Jimin about how you feel. Granted, you were afraid what this was going to do to your friendship with him, but you couldn’t hold back your feelings any longer.

“Hey Jimin!” Haera said loudly as possible to get your attention. You snapped out of your daze and waved to Jimin. He smiled brightly and walked a little quicker to catch up with the two of you.

“Hey girls. I was actually looking for you, y/n, I had to talk to you about something.”

Oh shiiiit! Should I go with him? Do I play it cool? How do I say it? Wait, what if he feels the same? Is that what he came to talk to me about? Right in front of Haera? This is embarrassing!

“Okay, about what?”

Jimin glances at Haera who stood there wanting to witness the beautiful moment of your confession but Jimin grabbed your sweater by your arm and pulled you a little closer.

“It’s private, can we have a moment Haera?”

“Oh sure! I’ll be you know...around uh, over there. Where nothing is going to happen.” Haera laughed awkwardly and started to wonder off. She gave you a thumbs up behind Jimins back and giggled to herself.

“So, what’s so private you wanted to talk about?”

Jimin took a breath in and out before speaking. “Okay well, we’ve been friends for a while now. Since freshman year you know? And I know I haven’t been acting myself lately, you know all...shy and awkward.”

Same! So is he really feeling the same way? I wasn’t the only one?

“It’s just been kind of hard cause, what I’m about to say, I don’t want ruining our friendship with each other or make things awkward in our group.”

You shook your head whole heartedly. “No no no, it won’t be awkward. And it definitely won’t create a rift in the group.”

“Really? You think so?”

“Yeah! In fact, I hoped you’d be the one to tell me so that I didn’t have to.” A chuckle escaped your lips.

“Wait you mean...”

“Uh huh..”

Okay here goes nothing..

“I li–”

“Haera likes me back?”

“H-Huh?”

“Oh god, I thought I was the only one. It’s been crazy but I’ve started having these feelings for her for a while, a long while like three months ago b-but I didn’t know if she felt the same. I was hoping you’d be able to tell me, since you’re closer to her you know?”

His smile. That’s what kept you calm. His smile kept you from going absolutely bat shit crazy. It was helping you focus on something other than the sound of heart cracking and breaking. His perfect, gorgeous smile.

But it was that smile, that gorgeous smile of his appeared because of someone else. You wanted to be the reason of his happiness, to be the reason of that smile. Your eyes drifted off to behind Jimin and focus on Haera who was busy talking to Taehyung. They laughed and seemed so immersed in their conversation.

Was it her eyes? Her laughter? Was she more prettier than you? Was it the way she squeals when something scares her? Did he like the way her hair naturally falls in front of her face? Or was it the way she gets along with everyone so fast? Did she like him back?

“Y/n?”

Your eyes focused back onto Jimin and it hurt seeing him. Your heart ached at the sight of him, you felt weak in the kness wanting to just crumbled and cry to your heart’s content. You wanted to just scream into a pillow and curse at the world for what it has given you. The sense of irony was bitter and only fueled your sadness.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Does Haera like me? Does she see me in that way?” His voice sounded so pure and needy. He wanted answers but you couldn’t find them. You had no idea if she even felt the same way, who wouldn’t though? It’s Jimin. If you loved him, anyone else could too, easily.

“I-I-I don’t know. We uh, I mean, I never asked her about you. You could uh...ask her?”

“I’m just scared if she says no. I never really liked someone like this in a long time.”

So in other words..you never saw me in that way and never had feelings for me.

“Haera is great, she’ll be real honest with you. In fact, she likes honesty so, yeah. You’re an amazing guy, you make people happy and you’re...handsome so if she doesn’t like you back then...try to remain friends.”

“You’re right. You’re always right. Well at least you know. I was going crazy, I didn’t know who I could talk to. You’re my best friend so thank you for listening to me. I don’t think I could’ve gone to anyone else for this.”

Jimin took you into his embrace and you let his scent take over you. His hand softly stroked your hair as you rubbed his back. Tears softly fell from your eyes and down your cheeks. You hate that you couldn’t control your emotions.

This maybe the last time I’d get to hold you like this...so even if it’s just for a moment...I’ll cherish it.

Haera looked over to see the two of you hugging, she made a questionable thumbs up. You knew she couldn’t see the tears you were letting go, you bite onto your lip and held up a shaky thumbs up back to her. She smiled and cheered from a far. She made fist pumps into the air and danced with herself, while Taehyung just looked at her shocked and slightly confused.

“Thank you for listening to me and giving me some advice. You’re literally the best kind of person to me. I love you.”

I know you love me..but it’s not the same love I wanted. It’s not the same love I hoped for. Your love is friendship and if that’s what you have to offer then...that’s what I have to settle for.

Through the muffle of his jacket, you spoke back in a broken sob that Jimin didn’t catch...or maybe chose to ignore, you didn’t know.

“That’s what friends are for...I love you too.”

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Seventeen Reaction : (One Member)

Woozi’s reaction to you telling him he’s not affectionate enough.

he so squishy and underrated, I said what I said

I think Woozi would be a little confused at your statement but once you got deeper into your actual feelings about it, he understood. He knows he’s not the most affectionate type or anything and he tries hard to show it in his own way but after all, you can’t change someone. He takes your feelings into a serious attitude though, he’ll try to give you more kisses. He’ll give out more hugs til you can’t breathe. Maybe he should do those post it’s with things he likes about you. Or he’ll start working from home so he could be closer to you more. Even might take some days off so you two can have more dates and alone time. For you, he’ll keep trying til you know how much he appreciates you.

“I’m sorry, I’ll be better I promise.”

“I don’t mean to hurt your feelings about it though babe.”

“No, I’m glad you told me, you were being honest. That’s something I love about you.”

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Ateez Imagine : One Member

Imagine having a study date with your crush, Wooyoung

Sorry this is short! My brain isn’t working:(

If you had to choose one subject in which you could not get a proper grip of learning, you’d say it would be Chemistry. All those elements to remember, their atomic number and which can be used for an explosive bomb or which can be used for just a cloud of smoke to pop from a bubble, it’s difficult. Others would say that it’s fairly easy to know and study for but, maybe your brain isn’t wired to understand Chemistry. You didn’t bother to try and ask questions, usually saved them until after class, because well...you knew you were the shy girl. The quiet, shy girl who sits in the back of class and doesn’t raise their hand, or speaks in a very soft volume because you don’t want people staring at you. You read in those teen fiction books that girls like you usually get bullied but on the contrary. Kids try to help you out when you do have a question, some even offer to ask it for you. You just don’t have the best chemistry with them.

“M-Me?”

“Yeah, Wooyoung said he was looking for you after class but didn’t find you. I think he’s at his locker or–oh there he is.” Your classmates eyes pointed over at a seemingly bright Wooyoung who walked over to you. You couldn’t begin to process any of this.

“See you later.” As your classmate left, Wooyoung cane right into your view. A beautiful smile placed as he greeted you. You gripped onto your bag harder, you could feel your pulse quicken.

“Hi! I know you’re probably thinking, ‘what does he want with me?’ right?”

You’re not totally wrong...

“Well, I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to study with me over at the library tomorrow.”

Wow that direct.....WAIT STUDY??

“S-Study? With me? You?” Your voice was just as confused as it was soft. You were in shock and in confusion yes, but not enough to raise your voice. You just couldn’t wrap your mind around this.

Wooyoung was the nice kid, very playful and had tons of friends. He’s very likable and obviously very cute. You don’t know when you started liking him but the moment was clear as a math equation answer. His smile he greeted you with every morning along with that small wave. He goofy laugh you heard over by the halls when he was with his friends. The caring way he helped you find your class when he was just as lost too.

It was hard not to crush on Wooyoung.

“Yeah, study, me with you, tomorrow at the library. Unless you have plans?”

“I don’t but...why me? And study what together?”

Saying together sounded nice..

“Aren’t you good in Chemistry? That’s what I heard.”

You were about to shake your head. Open your mouth to say ‘no I’m horrible at it’. Make a bad facial expression. Anything to indicate that you were indeed bad at chemistry and what he heard was a lie, a misunderstanding. But, what came out your mouth digged your grave.

“I-I am good in...chemistry.”

“Great! Let’s meet tomorrow at the library downtown after school. Okay?”

“Okay...”

He flashed his signature smile and ruffled your hair and began to walk to his next class. You stood there, heart in throat and lungs needing air. You took in a breathe and nearly lost all sense.

I lied. How could I lie? To Wooyoung! I’m horrible at chemistry why did I say I was good??

As you dreaded the day to come, the next day you were standing inside the library right by the front entrance. Still in your school uniform but you added an extra effort since you were meeting Wooyoung. Nothing can go wrong with some perfume right? Or some light lipgloss.

You eyes scanned the spacious building and saw a waving figure by the non-fiction section. Wooyoung was waving his chemistry book, pointing to the seat next to him. You walked over with nervous footsteps, it’s just studying. The more closer you got, you realized Wooyoung was moving his bag for you to sit with him but a wave of even more nervousness and anxiety caused you to take the seat right across from him instead.

“Oh okay..” His smile didn’t waver and just flipped to the page on topic and pulled out his notes. You did the same but once your notebook was out you could clearly see who was better at Chemistry.

His notebook was filled with perfect notes, highlighted the importance of them and also mini bullet points of his own question that were followed by answers in different hand writing. Maybe a teachers? You looked over your own and were embarrassed by the lack of notes. It was mainly scribbled junk you couldn’t comprehend.

“So do you want to go over today’s lesson? That way we can do the homework too!”

“Uh..sure. Today’s lesson.”

Quick think of a lie! I didn’t take any notes from today!

“Ah! Ah! Looks like I forgot my other notebook, it’s filled with chemistry notes. I guess I got confused.”

Yes!

“Oh, that’s okay. We can look at mine.” He shifts his chair closer to you along with his books. You started to blush in being so close with Wooyoung.

For the next hour and a half, it was all chemistry and dumb jokes Wooyoung told. You never laughed this much in a day but you knew being with him, he was a jokester. You watched him explain all these atom elements and which atomic numbers belong to which, and how one compound can be broken down into two from their basic elements. It was still hard to register but his methods and clean notes made it more understanding.

“Now I get it...” You mumbled to yourself as you read over Wooyoungs bulletpoints. He was scrambling through a smaller note pad obviously looking for something, and once he did, you could feel the weird vibe he was giving off.

His cheeks were flushed and his glasses kept fogging a little. He was trying to make eye contact and then suddenly looked down the periodic table. You giggled silently.

Is he nervous? Why?

“Ahem. A-Are you made of copper and te-te-damn it–tellurium?” He kept glancing down at his mini note pad which you caught. You were still confused however as to what kind of joke he was trying to pull.

“Because you are cute.”

To be embarrassed was an understatement. You didn’t understand his joke. Copper? Tellurium? You wonder if Wooyoung was just trying to funny or if he was pulling a chemistry pun to lighten the mood.

“Um? Is this some chemistry pun thing?”

“A little..”

“Okay, well I don’t get it.”

“Really? I-I thought you’d get it.”

You shook your head and just started to feel even more nervous. Wooyoung then flipped back to the page of the periodic table, which showed the elements that were arranged by atomic number, electron configuration, and recurring chemical properties. It was colorful too.

“The symbol for Copper is Cu and for Tellurium is Te. If you put them together they spell, cute.”

“Oh wow that’s pretty...cute! Wait.......you mean you think I’m cute?!”

Now that, that moment was the single time you actually raised your voice. It was definitely from shock and realization that Wooyoung was trying to flirt with you, chemistry style.

“Yeah.” He chuckled bringing a hand to rub the back of his neck.

You’re crush, Wooyoung, an amazing person. Possibly most handsome person you ever met in your life, is saying he finds you cute. You didn’t really know what to say. Cute like ‘attractive cute’ or cute like ‘little sister cute’? You knew there was differences but you didn’t want to push for an answer. Maybe he was being friendly and polite right?

“Th-Thank you....” You eyes scanned the colorful table again to think of something to rebuttal with. Meanwhile Wooyoung has thought he missed his chance. Maybe he should’ve just asked you out straight.

To escape awkwardness, Wooyoung started gathering his things. You didn’t mind since you had to be home anyway, so you two cleaned up and headed for the front doors. But you knew you weren’t going to let him go that easily. Before Wooyoung had turned the corner, you jogged back to him and pulled his sleeve.

“Do you have 13 protons? Cause you’re sodium fine.”

“Actually sodium has 11 protons.”

“Shoot really? Damn I was off by two...wait no forget that I’m trying to flirt back...in chemistry.” You tucked your hair behind your ear. Wooyoung then laughed a little.

“I know. I also know that you’re not actually good in chemistry.”

“You knew? So-So why did you..?”

“I guess I needed an excuse to hangout with you. Plus, you could use the tutoring.”

You sheepishly smiled looking away. You couldn’t believe what he was saying. Wooyoung smiled down to the ground but his ears perked up when you began to speak once more.

“I do need a chemistry tutor. I guess it’s you from now on.”

“I can do that.”

Wooyoung then took out a pen from his pocket and began to write on the palm of your hand. The cool breeze made his scent brisk right by you, and every second felt like slow motion when he smiled widely at his number now written on your skin.

You both parted ways and on the way home you couldn’t help but think how this was nearly the perfect study date without you realizing it was a study date. Sure, you didn’t understand atomic numbers or electronic configuration but you definitely understood that you and Wooyoung have chemistry.

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hi :) i was wondering if you would be willing to continue the jongho imagine? where you find the surprise on his phone? thank youuu! :)

I was continuing it but, I thought these imagines are better as one pieces. If I feel up again to write a second part to a previous post or to a future post based on response and all, then I hope it turns out great👍🏼

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Ateez Imagine : One Member

Imagine being the bad boy’s girlfriend, how much can you handle?

Part 2

idk if this is long or if this lives up to hype of part 2 😖

Mingi wasn’t used to this. He wasn’t used to being so comfortable with someone. He wasn’t used to sharing secrets with someone like you. He wasn’t used to showing affection often. He wasn’t used to expressing his feelings loudly. But, meeting you, befriending you and then soon growing those intimate feelings for you...he grown used to it.

He grown used to you. He grown used to waking up to morning texts. He was now used to seeing your shy smile after he kisses your forehead. He was used to the way San would glance at you here and there. He was used to how you would react to him flirting with those girls.

“I think we should take a break.”

Three days. Three, long, excruciating days where Mingi had watched you ignore him. You sat away from him during class, ignore his texts asking if you were okay, you passed by him whenever he waited for you at your locker. Your smiles and laughs were being shared with someone else, someone that wasn’t him. Even if San was ‘just a friend’, he didn’t like it.

He was not used to this.

It looked pretty pathetic by the way he followed you around like some sort of lost puppy. But what could he do? He missed you so fucking much. He knew, this was his fault. It was only a matter of time before you would say something like that to crush his heart. He knew.

Oh yes, he knew about how he was treating you. He didn’t give a rats ass about those sophomore girls. He didn’t care that he gave you the cold shoulder sometimes. He knew about how you felt when he walked home that Seohyun girl. He knew all too well.

But, what he also knew was that he had an imagine, a reputation to uphold. He built his image from the foundation and up, it took him time to be this bad boy and yeah, it wasn’t who he really is but it’s all part of highschool. In highschool it’s either you’re in or you’re out. His imagine helped him stay in. He knew if he showed weakness, he’d be done for. In the beginning he thought you understood why he had to keep his imagine but maybe along the way, you grew tired of it. He just didn’t see it.

After the fifth day of ignoring him, Mingi took the hint and decided to give you space. He no longer waited for you. He didn’t try to sit near you. Granted he kept up with the small things, so every morning he sent a ‘good morning :)’. He didn’t want to break all connections with you. Even if this was just a break. He hoped it wouldn’t lead to an official break up.

A full week has gone by. You were feeling brighter. Your notes were more clearer, perfect scores on quizzes and tests. San helped make you feel better too, he didn’t let you sit alone in class or at lunch. So it was safe to say, you laughed more too.

Maybe this break was a good idea....still, I can’t help but miss him.

Your thoughts were filled with Mingi. Him smiling. His laugh. His goofiness. His loud whines. His pouty lips. His soft orange locks. His cologne. Everything. You missed him.

“I heard he cheated.”

“Nah, he just got tired of her.”

“I knew they wouldn’t last.”

“So they really broke up?”

Word got around about you and Mingi. But they all had it wrong. There was no official break up, you just needed a break from him. Wouldn’t last? You scoffed. You knew these people had nothing better to do than gossip about your love life. You knew not to let it get you, so it didn’t really bother you.

“Take it back.”

Your attention, along with the class, looked to see Mingi standing over the desk seat behind him. Your eyes grew wide when you realized he was talking to Seohyun.

“W-What?”

“Don’t play stupid. I heard what you said, so either take it back or else.”

“You would hit a girl?” Seohyun gasped trying to voice out her innocence. She glanced over at you and her eyes were masked with hatred.

“He won’t but, I will.” You piped in.

The class looked around at the scene. The teacher trying to defuse the situation but Mingi still looked at you only. This was the first time you both shared a moment, his eyes were soft and almost sparkling with admiration. You didn’t care about what they were arguing about but one thing is for sure, break or not, you always had Mingi’s back.

Finally it was time to go home. The daylight was still shining so you had hoped you can watch the girls soccer game. After all, you missed playing it. As you walked to the bleachers, you wished you taken a sweater. The wind was a little harsh but you figured you can withstand it. You sat down and watch the girls play and have fun. Suddenly, a familiar scent was draped over your shoulders in warmth.

Cinnamon..

Mingi sat down next to you, still giving you some space though. His sweater smelled like home and so you didn’t fight it off, you let it wrap you in a sense of protection.

The silence was almost suffocating. You wanted to at least talk to him like a friend but how can you do that without bawling like a child?

“Do you miss it?” His voice was the one to break the ice.

“Of course I miss us, I miss you. I knew this break was a good idea but–”

“I-I meant soccer...”

Of course he did. He said ‘it’ after all. Geez how can I be so dumb??

“Oh...yeah I miss s-soccer too.”

Not wanting to bear the silence again you figured you should get going. So you stood up, holding onto the sweater for a second longer hoping his smell would cling onto you. Just then, Mingi pulled you into his embrace. His arms held you close and tight all the while he closed his eyes taking in your frame up against him.

“I miss you more.”

You wanted to give in. You wanted to cry and pour out your feelings to him. You wanted this moment to last just a second longer.

But...

You were strong. You softly pushed out of Mingi’s embrace and just stared at his shoes. Carefully you removed his sweater from your shoulders and handed it out to him.

“I-I’m not ready yet. God knows how much I miss you but, I still need space.”

“I’m sorry okay? I know how I’ve been treating you isn’t fair and I should know better but baby, I need you.” His voice trembled the last words.

“I deserve to be treated better. I deserve better. So, be better Mingi!”

This was a wake up call for Mingi. He knew better, so why wasn’t he doing better? He struggled to find his next words, clutching onto his sweater that now had your perfume on. Even if it was for only a minute or two, it was crazy how fast your scent clung to a clothing of his as if it was home.

“What did Seohyun say?” You asked breaking his thoughts.

“Huh?”

“You told her to ‘take it back’ did she say something to you?” You did wanted to know after all. You stuck up for him too since you would always have his back but what was said to get Mingi all riled up?

“She was gossiping...making up stuff. I was ignoring her but then she said, that you had sex with San..saying that it was the reason I broke up with you.”

“Mingi...”

“I was so angry! I couldn’t let her say that when I knew it wasn’t true. We aren’t broken up I know that but, shit hearing her say that about you? I couldn’t sit still.”

Your heart softened. He was always one to protect you from others, whether it was gossip or nasty thing being written in the boys bathroom. Even some guys would talk about you like an object in the locker room, stuff like that always got Mingi in trouble for hurting the students. You softly took his hand in yours and felt electricity run through.

There wasn’t any words to be exchanged. His eyes took in the sight of you, hair flowing down in soft curls, your soft tender lips that shared a soft smile. You didn’t miss a single feature of him too. Plump lips with a natural color to them, his strong jawline that you remember placing kisses all over, his eyes that could pierce through your soul had now turn to softer eyes searching for your love.

Surprisingly he was the one to let go of your hand. He looked down to the floor and licked his lips, turning around and started walking away clutching his sweater in hand. You sighed in pain, you wanted him to hold you. You miss him so much that it hurt. But this was your choice, a choice you knew you needed. What he needed as well. So you had to endure it, just a little more.

.....Enduring it was hard.....

Another four days gone by, which makes it a week and a half of taking a break on your relationship with Mingi. Studies weren’t distracting you so you took up another hobby which helped a lot. It also made you smile more and make more friends.

Needless to say you were a bit rusty once you went back into soccer. At first you had to catch up on your stamina and passing. But nothing made you more happy than scoring a goal in a practice match.

Well, maybe one other thing made you happy. Or, person.

You didn’t realize it at first but each practice, practice match, even official games. You saw Mingi watching from a far. He would blend in the background or blend in with the crowd to watch you play. He loved seeing you smile on the field even if it was to just pass the ball for a split second. Your teammates were mostly juniors and freshman’s so it was easy to make friends that way. They were skilled and knew better to rename their captain to you, their only senior on the team.

It was after a game against an all boys school is where things got complicated. It was rare for an all girls team to go up against a team of boys. Usually it was either co-ed teams or all girls team. The score was 3-1, with your team as the winner and even though they couldn’t show it in the field those guys weren’t happy.

You were grabbing your stuff by the bleachers and changing your cleats to normal sneakers. That’s when out of nowhere three of the other schools soccer boys kicked your bag out the way and hovered over you.

“What the–hey! You can’t just kick my stuff like that.”

“Who are you to say we can’t? You’re just a girl.” The taller one, with green streaks in his hair spoke first.

You scoffed. Are these boys that immature? You wanted to be the bigger person here. You wanted to walk away and just enjoy your victory. You just wanted to go home.

“Hey we’re talking to you.” This time he got rough. He grabbed the back of your head, having a fistful if your hair and yanking it back for you to look up to them. You screamed in pain, no one had ever handled you like this. You did the most sensible thing and threw a random kick, aiming directly at this guys shin.

“Fuck!”

You pushed away from them and just as you ran, you bumped into a broad chest that held you like glass. Your eyes looked up and relief filled inside when you realized it was Mingi you ran into. You were a little surprised his chest was so broad.

Has he been working out?

“You better apologize to her.”

“Who are you? Her boyfriend?” The smaller but leaner soccer boy jokes and laughs.

“Yeah I am. So apologize to her right now or else you won’t have legs to play soccer.”

The three shared a look, thinking Mingi was all about talk. They started to chuckle but once Mingi took a step forward, moving you to his side the three started bowing and apologizing profusely to you. Mingi wasn’t going to let them go easily though, so he eyed the same boy who grabbed you harshly. Roughly they were the same height but Mingi had him beat by maybe a couple centimeters. He then grabbed the guys hair with the same amount of force and threw him down.

“Don’t ever lay a hand on a female ever again creep.”

Mingi grabbed yourself duffel bag and made sure you headed inside. The three boys made their way to the bus and grumbled about what just happened.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, thanks for saving me...again.” You shyly chuckle. You swung the duffel bag over your shoulder.

“It almost looked like you handled it though. Kicking him in the shin? Genius.” He smiled, unknowingly fixing your hair. You didn’t notice either, you were too busy looking at him smiling, you missed that smile a lot.

“Are you hungry? We could go get some street food or order something you like.”

You liked how he was being more foward and protective. He knew you could’ve probably handle those jerks but he helped. Two weeks ago Mingi wouldn’t show if he cared that you were hungry or not. Hell, he wouldn’t even show up to a soccer game.

“Food sounds great right now.”

You both started exiting the gym building and just walked side by side searching for something quick to eat. Your heart was pounding and nerves were everywhere. You wanted to hold his hand but would he want that? Is he just being a friend right now? Does he miss you like you crazily do?

You felt his fingers intertwine with yours and you felt complete. You just wanted to jump on him and kiss the hell out of him but you had to control yourself. This was the problem perform, you initiating the hand holding, the kisses, the hugs. You bit your lips in hesitation until Mingi spoke.

“I want you.”

Your cheeks blushed madly trying to find sense in his bold sentence.

“Oh god! Not like that, I mean that way would sound nice b-but no-no I mean, shit I just blurt what I was thinking.”

You giggled at his frustration. Still holding his hand as you walked finding food.

“What I meant to say is, I want you, back. I want us together again.”

“I do too.”

He was definitely not expecting that.

“I’ve missed you like crazy. During this break, I have smiled more and laughed more. I know now that I could live on without you.”

Stopping in his tracks he felt his heart crushing. You smiled, squeezing his hand before pulling out of his to reach up to his neck. You placed your arms around it and tipy toed as close as you could.

“But that doesn’t mean I want to. I want us. I want you, Mingi. I want your stubbornness. I want your corny jokes. I want your lazy kisses. I want you.”

The dumbest smile broke out as he wrapped his arms around your waist to hug you. His lips placed small kisses on your cheek leading up to your temple and finally pulling back to land one on your lips. The fire was still there, you can see fireworks go off as if this was a movie scene. You wanted more though. You tongue started to poke out and the second Mingi parted his lips, you slide your tongue in. You missed this warmth and feel of dominance over Mingi. Your hands trailed into his hair softly tugging at the ends.

The wetness of the kiss and how it heated it was getting caused Mingi pull away, reluctantly. He gazed into your eyes as you did to his. It has been the longest 13 days without each other. It was very painful and hurt every step of the way. The emptiness, guilt he felt scared him, thinking he would really lose you. The longingness, hurt you had to bear with made you doubt this break from each other. But in the end, both you and Mingi endured it and learned how one could be better on their own and how the other should communicate their feelings better.

“I love you.” He whispers.

“I love you too.”

“Also, there’s a ramyun shop ahead so can we eat now?”

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The bad boy imagine with Mingi was amazing!! Are you planning on continuing it? Much loveee xx

It is getting lots of love and requests for a part 2, so yes I plan on writing a part 2 for badboy Mingi :D thanks for writing this is xxx

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Ateez Imagine : One Member

Imagine being the bad boy’s girlfriend, how much can you handle?

he’s so squishy, soft boy vibes only 🥺

You’re used it. You’re used to having people whisper about you. Usually it wasn’t all that nice, none of them were. You’re used to the attention you gain when walking down the halls with your boyfriend beside you. You’re used to the girls fawning over him and flirting with him right infront of you. You’re used to him ignoring your waves from across the hall. You’re used it.

You’re used to being the bad boy’s girlfriend.

It definitely took some time getting used to but, around the six month mark you started getting the hang of it. You’ve been dating Song Mingi for a year and seven months, yeah pretty long. You started dating him in Junior year, the stressful year filled with pre-SATs, college searching and job finding. Mingi was a huge help during the beginning but somewhere along the way, he just act like he didn’t care.

You’re used to that though. You knew he cared for you, he just showed it in his own ways. Like the time he brought you an extra sweater because you were cold outside. Though you were only cold because he kicked you outside his house for two hours. You refused to leave until you both made up, persistence and being pushy was your strength. You knew how to fight for things you wanted, not a crime.

Mingi liked that. The starting of the relationship was great. He treated you nicely than what he did with others. He listened to your concerns and shared his problems with you. He actually, publicly called you ‘his girl’ with no hesitation or embarrassment. He held your hand, kissed your soft lips and loved to smile at you. What they didn’t know was that he was a such a goofball with you alone. He made corny jokes and always found a way to make you laugh.

You smiled fondly at the happy memories your brain was replaying. Your cheeks turned pink when another fond memory played of your first kiss with him. It was fairly sweet in honesty, it was safe to say he was nervous. Yeah, Mingi was nervous to kiss you. The well known ‘heart throb’ ‘sex god’ was just a nervous eighteen year old boy who wanted to kiss you at the end of your date.

“Thank you for walking me home. I had fun at the arcade today.” You tucked your hair behind your ear looking up Mingi. He smiled down at you, loving the way you looked underneath your porch lights.

“I had fun today too.”

Just as the silence grew, Mingi slowly brought his hand to caress your cheek. His slender fingers found their way behind your neck. He licked his lips trying to warm them in the cold November breeze. You closed your eyes, first tightly clutching onto his jacket as you felt his lips finally touch yours. The fire and electricity running all over your skin and under.

“Y/n!”

Cue happy memories fading away.

“I said let’s go, geez listen much?”

You gathered your notebook and pens stuffing them into your bag. You walked beside Mingi as he walked you to your locker. Little things like this with him always made you happy. He grew more busy with his new job at that auto shop. You didn’t mind, not all couples have to spend everyday together. You’re used to it.

“How was work yesterday? You didn’t get to tell me.” You asked.

“A pain.” He leaned up against the locker next to yours. A couple of girls walked by seeing him, some even threw in a flirtatious wink and giggled. He simply smirked and winked backed.

“Do you wanna talk about it at lunch? Or we can walk home together, it’s actually been a while since we done that.”

“Walk home together? What are you, thirteen?” He scoffed nudging your head. You gave a soft chuckle and closed your locker. As you both walked to lunch you didn’t miss the looks and stares the girls were giving him. Mingi held the door open for you and winked at the girls behind.

Once you both grabbed lunch you made your way over to the table filled with his friends. You were relatively close with them since they are his closet fiends. His inner circle consists of Wooyoung, San and Jongho. There was four others in the inner circle however they didn’t have this lunch block so you usually met them when you and Mingi chilled at his place.

“Hey y/n!” San waved, beaming with that smile of his as wooyoung pulled him into a headlock. You didn’t mind that the boys were the rowdy, it was usual. You were used to it.

Mingi sat in front of you which has been a habit if his lately. He usually sits next to you because San was always friendly with you and at first it bothered Mingi but time passed and he just seemed like he didn’t care. You started talking to the boys about the exam you aced per usual and they all admired your smart mind and how the way your brain works. You looked towards Mingi but his eyes were fixated on sophomore girls across the lunch room as he seductively ate his grapes.

You were used to it.

You knew about the looks. The winks. The smirks. Even the one liners he would say to the sophomore girls. You knew about it all. In the beginning you obviously didn’t stand for it and confronted him about it.

“Just cause I’m looking at them? Come on.”

“I don’t like it. You wink at them and obviously flirt with them.”

“I’m with you aren’t I? It’s all harmless flirting. It’s not like I sleep with them. You’re with me, I’m with you.”

That’s how the conversation usually went. It went in circles every time so you decided to not fight with him about it. Sure, it’s mindless flirting, all harmless. That’s what you tell yourself. You’re used it.

Lunch went by quick and so did the rest of your classes. You waited by the school entrance for Mingi. You wanted to walk home together nothing wrong with that, it’s been a while since you two had a little alone time. You heard his rowdy friends and turned around to see them exiting with laughter. Then, that’s when you saw Mingi.

He was walking side by side with some girl you didn’t know. You were sure you never seen this girl before. Her soft smile and the way she averted eye contact with Mingi and Wooyoung, her head hung low whenever they ruffled her hair. Was she new? Wooyoung always liked teasing new students.

“Oh hey! Y/n, this is Seohyun, she’s new. I told her I would introduce her to girls around here but they ignored her for some reason.” San’s voice piped in and you stood there with a awkward but friendly smile.

“H-Hi, I’m Seohyun.”

“Hi, I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you. Mingi are you ready?”

“For what?” He asked a little to distant for your taste. Your eyes glanced at how close he was to her, his height obviously made it difficult for her to even look up at him. But you could see it, that color of stained pink on her cheeks.

“I thought I told you I wanted us to walk home together.”

“Oh. Well Seohyun lives near me so I’m walking her home today.”

But...I miss you.

“Don’t worry, y/n I’ll walk you home.”

You could always count on San to fix an awkward situation. You didn’t even get to talk back to Mingi who was already walking off with Seohyun. His arm around her shoulder.

After one day with her, he’s going to walk her home?

San went on about how Mingi feels bad about the new girl. He noticed how the girls ignored her because she was seated next to him after lunch. You tried to understand, Mingi always had a helping nature to him that others couldn’t see. But, you couldn’t ignore the feeling in your stomach. Because, another fact of Mingi, he always liked the shy, quiet girls. You would know, it’s how he fell for you.

After San dropped you off at home you went straight to your room. Frustration and anger finally was able to be released as you started throwing pillows around. Why does Mingi treat you like this? Why is he being distant? Why does he carelessly flirt with others? Does he not know he’s hurting your feelings? Is this all for show?

You were used to having these kinds of thoughts. The doubtfullness. The anxiety. The sadness. The anger. You hated for what he’s done to you. You can’t even trust him around some new girl. Was your trust in him gone? Does he even get jealous about San walking you home? Does he even care at all? These questions. You were used to having.

You laid there in your bed, letting the tears escape your eyes.

Until your phone got a notification.

“Night♥️”

“So, Seohyun got home okay?”

“Yup.”

“That’s good. I miss you.”

“Me too.”

“I still don’t like how you wink and flirt with those girls.”

“Seriously? This again?”

“It’s not right.”

“I’m only gonna say this one last time. I’m not going to go soft just cause you’re my girlfriend. I know my reputation babe, I’m not gonna let that go.”

“You rather have your reputation stand than hurt my feelings?”

“I’m tired. I can’t deal with this right now.”

That’s it? No explanation of walking that girl home? No asking how was my day? Not apologizing for flirting with those girls? No sorry for not walking me home? Damn it Mingi! Why am I so used to being played with by you! Don’t you care about my feelings?

With a deep breathe and shaky fingers. You typed out your response, shutting your phone quickly off after. Covering yourself with the warm fuzzy blankets to comfort you. In your heart you knew this was the right choice. You were used to being the bad boy’s girlfriend, but that doesn’t mean you should be.

“I think we should take a break.”

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Happy Valentines Day Everyone !

Remember !!

You’re beautiful

You’re amazing

That ass is out of this world

You’re a boss

That smile of yours is breathtaking

You are my valentine ♥️

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I read your writing ideas, I really liked the bad boy boyfriend mingi one and class partner wooyoung 💖💖🦁 Btw, can I be your 🦁Anon?

Thank you! BadBoy!Boyfriend is actually in progress so I’m excited to post it soon☺️ Also I don’t know what 🦁Anon means 😅 but I appreciate you liking my writing ideas that I have so far 👍🏼