#and then she blamed me for not being parked properly

[atsuwumus]

I had likely one of the worst days I've had in a vv long while 'n could really use just some kind words or a little pick me up ˙◠˙

#someone hit my car this afternoon and I feel like crying all over again #I got my car back saturday from the panel beater #and now it's fucked again #and guess who hit me? #my boss #after I parked in my designated parking space #and then she blamed me for not being parked properly #I can't afford the insurance #I can't put in another claim #I'm at such a loss I'm so tired #it's been one thing after another these last few months and I'm exhausted #God I want to sob #my sisters hospitalization #changing majors #the first accident #now this too #when will it end #mai mumbles (ꐦ •᷅ࡇ•᷄)

[ririblogsss]

what if Danny give no fu-ks

Ok hear me out, Dannys obsession has never truest been confirmed by the show itself (that I remember) I've seen a lot of people say his obsession comes from wanting to help / protect people. But what if he feels as though that he is now doing more damage than good, after all there are a lot of people getting hurt as colateral damage from the chases he has to go on. Or simply when he has to run away from getting captured.

What if one night he was up late and saw a post about a tragedy that happened because he slipped up (it wasn't even his fault, but he still blames himself for everything). And then he starts looking at all the bad comments against him ignoring all the good ones saying how much Danny Phantom has helped Amity. Because Danny is still human and confirmation bias is real. Imagine how he felt the moment he realized that he was causing people to get hurt instead of keeping them save.

Image the desperation clawing at him with the realization that he has never been able to fully manage his obsession. it makes him sad, desperate, angry.

His entire self is filled with too many emotions at the sametime he isn't even able to identify them and catalogue them properly like Jazz taught him.

and then everything stops and he feels nothing.

Completely and utterly numb.

Like his whole reason to keep going suddenly disappears.

And it has.

He gave up on his obsession and now he has to make / get a new one.

But it's not that easy.

This drastic change could've ended any ghost as they run on (live off) emotions.

Luckily because he's a Halfa, so that has given him the upper hand. Unfortunately it makes it so that he is completely devoid of any emotion.

Months go by and people immediately notice changes, the more drastic one is that Phantom went missing, and eventually a lot of ghost that where coming in looking for him stop. Amity Park is no longer populated by ghosts, and slowly the GIW started to retreat from Amity going to another place following a lead that says there are more ghost activities up north.

But those changes aren't the only ones noticeable. Dannys classmates and teachers can vouch that Danny has changed. Most say he was always quite , and others say he looked down right depressed. Danny didn't do much in classes not that he paid attention before. Its just this time it seems that its not out of being sleepy or anxious about another ghost attacking the school instead Danny looks like he coundn't give less of a fu-k about anything.

He never smiles anymore not even when his favorite subjects (mechanics and space) are brought up. Not even a quirk of a smile. The school decided to contact his parents about Dannys new behaviors. That includes skipping classes, not handing in work, not doing the assigned work in class ect....

And its not like his parents havent noticed, they've had more time in their hands since they aren't using hours of the day/night going out hunting anymore. and they have witnessed their son become a shell of himself. They don't know what to do, and they don't want to worry Jazz about it because she's at collage and needs to focus on her studies.

So when the school contact them and told them that the behavior is the same in school they decided major changes needed to happen. Starting with a change of environment.

Maddie and Jack decided that Amity park was too big of a city with too many people. They could nearly see the stars at night because of the light pollution, hence they decided to move next door to Alicia, Maddie sister, home in SmallVille.

They decided it was the best choice, Danny would be surrounded by nature and he could do online classes that would go the pace he wanted. The move was immediate, the day off they packed everything sold the house and moved.

They only stopped to say goodbye to Danny's friends. A small bye and hug later they were on a 7 hour road trip to their new home.

When they got there the old resident handed them the keys of the home and told them to ignore the their neighbors 'The Kents' as they often made a lot of noice and had group gatherings every month.

The one thing Jack and Maddie forgot to double check was if the house was an actual house or a farm house. Sounds similar, but completely different as they now had 2 cows, 16 chickens, 1 rooster, and 3 pigs to take care off.

Danny was put on duty of taking care of the animals, such as feeding them on time and making sure they were healthy. Jack and Maddie made more of the heavy weight as to re building broken fences and fixing the questionable roof.

(The first thing Danny did when meeting all the animals was name them. After all this was about all the interaction he was going to do.)

Danny didn't have time to think about his lost obsession or his lack of emotions as he was now too busy making sure each animal was taken care off.

Marcy and linda (the cows) were danny's favorite they were very gentle and he felt that they could understand him when he spoke to them the stories of his vigilante past.

On the other hand The Chickens were a nightmare, Glinda was cool as she never chased him down. But Matilda and Bethany were a nightmarish duo spiteful too when he was seconds late to the finding time. Mark the rooster was chill he mainly acted as of he was part of the group that needed protection.

Marice, Betty, and Miss Piggy were the chillest of the bunch never gave Danny any trouble when feeding them and always made a point that they loved their new mudbath installation that Danny made for them on his first 2 days on the farm.

A month after arriving at the farm house Danny noticed that mark was missing. Danny looked everywhere around the property and saw him from afar, at the road. So Danny did the sensible thing anyone would do when spotting a run away pet, and that is call their name at the top of your lungs whilst running after them.

naturally Mark the escape artist run the opposite direction. By the time Danny caught up to him Danny didn't recognize the house he was infant off. So with Mark comfortably in his arms He swears he can see a smug look on marks face. Danny turned away from the house to start his walk back to the farm, but he was met with a kid his age looking at him with distrust.

"Ehhh look kid Im sorry to have crossed the properties border but Mark here" Danny made a point to acentuate Mark in his arms "Runaway from me this morning and I've been trying to catch him ever since, anyways I need to go feed the girls"

The kid starred at him for a second "OMG your from the new family in Mr.duncans farm right? in Aver ST.?" and wow the kid was like a ray of sunshine.

"Yea-" Danny could even finish his sentence before the kid cut him off by starting to talk a mile a minute about how he was so exited to meet people his age that lived near by and how farm chores were harder that normal house chores.

"Jon, give him time to respond. Im Damian this is Jon" Danny jumped he hadn't noticed the second kid at all

"Oh yeah... sorry about that what's your name?" The kid (Jon) slightly less enthusiasm, a bit embarrassed if his tone of voice was anything to get by.

"Danny, Im 15" he responded before he started walking away after all he did need to get in time to feed the chickens unless he wants to suffer their furry. Danny shuddered at the memory that popped up in his head.

"Wait!!! I just thought we could be friends cause we live close by u know" Jon said catching up with Dannys steps. Damian was following from behind.

"Sure kid I don't care" Dannys voice was monotone much like it had been for months.

"Hey were not kids for your information, Im 14 and Damians 16 soon to be 17, so if anything you night be the actual kid!" Danny chuckled slightly it was more similar to releasing air from his lips than a laugh.

Soon a quite and enjoyable science encompassed the group as they went to Dannys home.

"Hmm... you're hold on Mark is adequate and the your determination for getting home in time for feeding is acceptable" Damian spoke up after a while of the passive silence.

"yeah and what is It to you" Danny was slightly urked by Damians default setting speach. He told him as such.

Jon blanched before erupting into giggles that sent him to lay down on the grass uncontrollably laughing. Damians right eyebrow quirked up in what Danny assumed was amusement.

Thus a new friendship grew that day.

They often gathered at Dannys or Jons yard to have picnic in the weekends (as Damian and Jon has school in Metropolis on week days) and hangout with the animals. Danny found out that Damian was a vegetarian and that he had various animals at home. One time he brought his Great Dane Titus, who bodied Danny on sight to give him kisses.

Also Damian was Damian Wayne as in bruce Wayne, Batman sugar daddy. When he said that, Jons milk flew out of his nose and Damian choked on his cucumber wrap. Even Titus gave him a judgemental stare.

Slowly Danny started to smile more, laugh every so often. And things were feeling so much better after not being able to feel anything for a while.

Jazz, Aunt Alicia and especially Maddie and Jack felt so relived to see that Danny was slowly coming back to them.

Danny to this day backs the fact that Mark knew something and planned the whole thing.

#dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #danny fenton #mark the chicken is definitely a meta with super intelligence

[awfcspencer]

Nine Months || leah williamson x reader

leah williamson x pregnant!reader

Part 1

prompt: The 9 months leading up to the arrival of your baby.

warnings: pregnancy, throwing up, self-doubt/anxiety, mentions of miscarriage, mostly fluff but a few instances of angst.

a/n: almost 7 thousand words of fluff

Month 1: Poppy Seed

Upon flipping the positive pregnancy test, your whole life suddenly felt fast, there felt like a million things you need to accomplish. You have having a baby. You quickly scheduled a prenatal appointment and the doctor told you that you were about 5 weeks pregnant. She prescribed you some vitamins and medications to help the baby grow properly and scheduled a few more future visits.

Leah had gone out and bought several pregnancy books. You joked with her that she had purchased out a whole bookstore when she brought home roughly about 13 books and there was no way she would actually read them. But she did read each one, thoroughly, even taking little notes on post-its and showing you passages she found interesting. One of the books she had bought had a little pregnancy growth chart, indicating your baby was about the size of a poppy seed, it was hard to imagine something so small. Every month she would tell you how big your baby was getting through the sizes of fruits, it always made you laugh. Almost every day you had to convince Leah not to buy something baby-related. You would be at the shops and she would see an outfit or a toy and plead with you that you had to buy it. When you weren’t looking she would place whatever it was in the cart and you wouldn’t notice until you got home.

You had experienced pretty typical symptoms, swollen breasts, mood swings, and nausea, but nothing too extreme. To be fair, it mostly just felt like you were on a month long period. But you now found yourself rubbing small circles on your stomach more often. Right before you and Leah would go to bed, she would always politely ask to put her hands on your belly. She wanted to make sure you were completely comfortable and you would always tell her that she really didn’t need to ask, she was also the baby’s mother, but every time without fail she would ask for permission. Leah would whisper small affirmations to your belly and sealed it with a kiss.

“Do you think the baby can hear you yet?” you ask her.

“One of the books I read says the baby can begin to hear sounds at around 18 weeks.” she quickly tells you, feeling satisfied in her knowledge that she got from all the reading she did.

“Oh, what a nerd” you jokingly say to her, hitting her with a plush pillow.

“Your nerd” she replies as she sends you a cheeky smile and a kiss.

“So corny,” you tell her, shaking your head slightly before dozing off to bed in her arms.

Month 2: Raspberry

Today’s appointment was one you and Leah had been crucially waiting for, circled on the calendar for weeks, today you would hear the baby’s heartbeat for the very first time. You had previously looked up pregnancy journeys to get an idea of what to expect and you knew that for some people, this is where some parents had found out that their sweet angel baby had passed. The thought was absolutely crushing and waved over your head as Leah drove you to the clinic, it was utterly terrifying. Since you had taken the IVF route, there was a higher possibility of having a miscarriage up until the second trimester. You tried to keep your cool and not tell Leah in fear that if you got the horrible news, would she blame you, would she hate you? Your hormones were all over the place and did not help you whatsoever so when it all bubbled over and you broke out in instant tears when you pulled into the parking lot, Leah knew something was wrong.

“Baby what’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you in any pain?” she quickly asks as she turns to face you in the car, reaching out to hold you hand.

You try to answer her through your sobs, only being able to get out, “...You will hate me”

“Hey hey hey, I need you to calm down love. Breathe in and out okay?” she tells you as she over exaggerates her breathing to have you follow along. Her comforting soft voice and the physical contact of your hands, you manage to relax.

“I was online and loads of people say that this appointment can shows sign of birth defects or even if…” You can’t get yourself to finish the sentence, not even wanting to possibly speak it into existence. But Leah knows what you are talking about, she’s done her research too, she’s read about this appointment, she knows the news you could hear.

“Look at me”, she pulls your lowered head up by your chin, “Whatever happens in there, we will weather it together okay? I could never, ever, hate you. You are the bravest and strongest person I know and the courage it has taken for you to go through this process is already enough for me. I’m sure baby is perfect, just like her mother.” Her words put you a little at ease, this was something neither one of you had ever done, it was scary but also you knew it would eventually be the best thing to ever happen to the both of you.

Once you had managed to calm down a bit more, thanks to Leah’s perfect ability to know exactly what to say, you walked into the appointment with high hopes.

The female doctor was kind, asking you questions on how everything was and if there were any problems. On the table, you and Leah held hands, needing to be as close to her as you could. The time had come and the doctor warned you that the gel would be cold. You squeezed Leah’s hand tighter.

The next few seconds felt like forever, a lifetime, desperately waiting to hear the pitter-patter of a heartbeat. And then it came. A strong heartbeat was music to your ears. Your baby’s heartbeat. Tears brimmed in your eyes as did Leah’s, it was the most perfect and beautiful sound. You wish you could burn it on a CD and listen to it forever, luckily, Leah had recorded it on her phone so you could replay it any time you wanted.

“See baby, it’s perfect” she beamed. For Leah, this was incredibly special. She was sat with the love of her life listening to their baby’s heartbeat. The moment was perfect, just the three of you. A healthy baby was all she could ask for.

Month 3: Lime

For the third straight morning in a row, you had woken up to overwhelming nausea and was sat hunched over the toilet throwing up. If anything, it was mostly just annoying, but every time you though about how much you hated having morning sickness, you quickly reminded yourself that you were growing a full baby, your baby. Leah had started to become a light sleeper when you initially realized you were expecting, wanting to be ready for anything at all times. So when you felt a body come behind you to rub your back and hold your hair, you knew it was Leah.

“Baby you are doing so well” she coos as you once again throw up, her long fingernails run up and down your back, trying her best to soothe you. Your sore everywhere, your breasts continue to get bigger and more tender, your lower back now aches constantly, and you have to pee more often than you ever have. But you knew it was worth it, willing to do it a hundred times over.

Each morning you woke up sick, Leah would try to stay home from training, but each time you would convince her to go, explaining you and baby were fine and you promised you would call if you needed anything. At this point, you and Leah were the only two to know, keeping it just the two of you for a little bit, enjoying the journey together. Leah had secretly told an Arsenal staff member that exchanged numbers with you to text or call in case anything happened.

At one of your appointments, Leah had asked for an extra ultrasound of your baby so she could put in her locker in the changing room. Her teammates had asked about it, telling them it was a future cousin. If they had taken a second to look closer, they would have seen your name at the top. She liked having a piece of her future baby near her, spurring her on to play better, practice harder.

This was also the month when you finally let Leah go crazy and buy more things for the baby. You just didn’t expect Leah to buy so much, receiving a package almost every day. You were sure the postman had your address memorized with how often he was there. But you can’t deny that the tiny outfits or booties weren’t absolutely adorable and increased your already high need for the baby to arrive. Since you and Leah had not found out the gender yet, most of the stuff was necessities or gender-neutral things.

One day after training, Leah ran into the house screaming for you to close your eyes. Doing so, she places something in your hands.

“Open”

A small Arsenal baby kit with the last name Williamson across the back along with a small number 6.

“Awe baby! When did you get this?” you asked holding up the small jersey. It was so tiny but one day your baby would be wearing it, and your heart swelled.

“I told the man working it was for a family member, fresh off the press today.” she smiled.

“It’s perfect” giving her a kiss and pulling her down so she could massage your achy shoulders, “Love you baby,” you told her as her strong hands helped relieve some of the tension.

Month 4: Sweet Potato

The beginning of your second trimester was relieving as most miscarriages occur in the first trimester, so you were passed one of the scary humps. Your morning sickness had thankfully passed, a godsend really. One thing that had dramatically increased was your very quick mood changes and your emotions. You found yourself snapping at Leah when you really didn’t mean to, but she was always slow with you, understanding it was just a matter of hormones and you didn't mean to get angry. You also had a bad case of pregnancy forgetfulness, you would say something one second and completely forget it the next.

“Leah I do not want pizza for dinner, I said I wanted Nando’s” you angrily say to her, thinking she never listens to you, quickly becoming agitated.

“Babe you told me like maybe 10 minutes ago that you wanted to order pizza in. Do you want me to cancel it and order something different?” Leah pinches the bridge of her nose, clearly stressed out trying to figure out what to get for dinner since you had suddenly changed your mind.

“I never said that! Great now you are mad at me” Tears begin to brim, begging to fall from your eyes. You really thought you had said you wanted Nando’s but now you can’t remember, did you say you wanted pizza?

“I am not mad love, I just want to make sure you and baby eat.” Reaching for her phone as she orders online from Nando’s getting your favorite without even having to ask, knowing you like the back of her hand.

“God why are you always so sweet. I’m trying to be mad at you” you tell her. She doesn’t have to respond, rather pulling you in for a hug as she wipes your tears. She carries you over to the couch to relax before the food gets here, putting on a show that the both of you have been binge watching.

Baby was growing each day and you were starting to show slightly. It was honestly crazy, it was one of the surreal moments where you really thought about how you were carrying a human inside you, it was beautiful. Both you and Leah figured that now was a good time to start telling family and close friends.

You started with Leah’s parents and her brother first, gathering them around your house for a family dinner. Dressed in an oversized jumper and sweats, nobody could really tell you were pregnant unless they knew you were. After everyone had finished eating, you and Leah announced you had a gift for them. She placed the perfectly wrapped package on the table and Leah stood behind you and placed her head on your shoulder as you watched them open it.

Inside was the same small Arsenal kit that Leah had bought. You could tell Amanda knew immediately but wanted to give the boys a chance to figure it out.

“Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I think this might be a couple sizes to small” Jacob bluntly states, laughter filling the room as Amanda hit him in the back of the head.

David had put the pieces together a few seconds later and had gotten up to congratulate the both of you as Amanda did the same, both had gotten emotional which made you get emotional and then Leah emotional, a happy emotional though.

“Oh I’m so excited” Amanda beams smiling with tears in her eyes. By now Jacob had finally realized and said his round of congratulations, telling the both of you that he calls ‘the fun uncle’, causing both of you to chuckle.

Telling your family went roughly the same, your parents sending congratulations and wishings, discussing each way they were going to spoil the baby when they arrive.

Next up was the Arsenal girls. You and Leah thought back and forth on how you wanted to tell them, trying to figure out the best way. You both had settled on getting each of the girls little plaques that had their names with the word ‘aunt’ written in front of it. Leah had gotten all the girls together at lunch and announced that you would be joining them, which was not untypical for you. The girls all loved you and enjoyed when you were around. Walking in with the bags of gifts, the girls immediately greet you.

“Leah your missus is glowing, way out of your league” the irish woman yells at Leah when you make your appearance. Leah quickly slaps her upside the head and pulls you in for a quick hug and kiss.

“Always lovely to see you McCabe” you send her a smile as she returns the smile.

Leah explains that you had brought them all something and they light up like a kid on Christmas. With Leah’s help, you pass them all out and tell them to open them when everyone had one.

There was a moment of silence as they opened the gifts and then chaos ensued, questions thrown at you and Leah, everyone talking over themselves.

“Does this mean what I think it means?” Beth asks. You simply smile back and nod your head.

"Wait! Is the ultrasound on your locker your baby?" Steph asks as you both nod your head, Leah grinning from ear to ear.

All the girls suddenly rush to you, pulling you in a few directions trying to give you hugs or feel your belly. You really didn’t mind, you knew they were all just excited.

Leah’s yells of telling everyone to be careful or backup went unanswered.

“EVERYONE BACK UP” She yells as she now has the attention of the girls as they do as she says.

“Are you okay baby?” she quickly asks to make sure and you reassure her that you are perfect.

Her protectiveness has increased dramatically since you started to tell people. She would never let you lift anything too heavy and would much rather her do everything. She set clear boundaries when people asked to touch your belly, always assuring people that they needed to ask you, and if you ever wanted to say no or felt uncomfortable you would tell her and she would fix it. You find her protectiveness cute, and annoying at times, but mostly cute.

The girls come in small clusters up to you and you chat with every single one of them, all of them talking about babysitting, play dates, asking you questions about pregnancy and such. They were all so lovely and you were blessed that you would be raising a baby with the Arsenal girls as their role models.

Arriving home, you were dead tired, a long day on your feet and socializing. Leah helped you do your skincare as you were basically falling asleep at the sink, but not long after you were in bed. Leah was in the middle of talking to your stomach when you felt the baby kick you. At first, it didn’t register to you, but now you were suddenly awake.

“Lee the baby just kicked” you tell her, grabbing her hand to show her where you felt the kick. It took a few seconds before the baby inside your belly kicked again, but now Leah felt the kick.

“They just kicked my hand” she yells, obviously excited. For a few minutes, the baby would kick every so often before stopping for the rest of the night.

“Looks like we got a future striker in here” you jokingly tell her, knowing it will rile her up.

“No way, they will be playing defense, that’s where it is at.” She says so asserting that you can only tilt your head back and laugh. Your back is parallel with her chest, as she places a kiss on your head and whispers ‘Good night love’ in your ear. You were now about halfway through your pregnancy.

Month 5: Ear of Corn

Throughout your whole pregnancy, you and Leah both had talked about whether you guys wanted a boy or a girl. Thankfully, you were both in agreeance that all you wanted was a healthy baby, the gender did not matter, and you both would be happy either way.

For the next appointment, you had invited Amanda so the doctor could tell her the gender and she could begin to plan the gender reveal party. At every appointment, whenever you got the chance to hear the baby's heartbeat, you would soak in each second of the beautiful sound. The doctor told you that the baby was developing well and that the baby had begun to grow hair. Baby was very active now, kicking more often and it felt like they were doing backflips on your blatter every few hours.

"Do you want to know the gender?" the doctor asked.

Both of you screamed "No" very quickly, shocking the doctor a bit.

"Sorry, no, we want to do a gender reveal later. You can tell my mom though, she will be planning the whole thing." The doctor told Amanda privately and then you all left the clinic to get food. Your cravings now ran rampant and you were always hungry, obviously now eating for two.

You began to get impatient waiting for the day of the party to arrive, often times you thought about simply calling Amanda and demanding she tell you, but each time you talked yourself out of it.

The day had finally arrived, surrounded by your family, Leah's family, her Arsenal and England teammates, and other close friends piled into your backyard. The sun was shining and everyone talked among themselves. You were mostly the star of the party, everyone vying to speak with you or feel your belly, but you wanted Leah to feel important too, this was her baby shower as well. You wanted her right next to you at all times, having her answer some of the questions shot at you.

About an hour into the party, you started to get a bit overwhelmed, lots of curious hands on you, and your social battery was dying by the minute and Leah was off with a few of her teammates. You just needed a few seconds to collect yourself so you escaped off to the baby's room. You and Leah had been working piece by piece setting up the room, late nights spent building furniture and then rebuilding it when Leah wouldn't listen to you when you tried to tell her instructions. A small lion stuffed animal that Amanda had bought out at the shops one day sat in the middle of the bassinet. She had said that Leah had an identical one when she was a baby and the thought made your eyes swell with tears whenever you thought about it.

"You all good? I saw you sneak out and head up here." a voice you recognized as Alessia asked. You and Alessia had gotten quite close when she moved into your home for a few months when she first transferred to Arsenal. She was absolutely lovely to be around and she was like a sister to you.

You turn towards her with red-rimmed eyes and you can tell the poor girl is immediately stressed, quickly saying, "Do you want me to grab Leah?"

"No I'm okay Less, I just needed a few minutes from the craziness outside," you tell her as she pulls you in for a hug. You trust Alessia so you relax into her arms. The baby kicks inside your belly, almost as if they knew Aunt Less was near.

"The baby just kicked, here give me your hand." Reaching out to grab her hand and place it on your stomach, the baby kicked her hand.

"No way!" she exclaimed. "A future England number 9 in there."

"Oh please do not let Leah hear that, she has insisted the baby will play defense." you laughed out.

Walking back down with Alessia, you were told the reveal was soon. Amanda had a cake made the color blue or pink inside when you cut into it. Leah gathers everyone around as you take place behind the cake, Leah coming to your side after.

"1, 2, 3" Amanda yelled out as you cut into the cake together, each holding a piece of the knife. The cake was a light shade of pink inside.

"It's a girl!" Leah shouted out as she jumped up and down and pulled you in for a searing hug and kiss. A little baby girl. Once again, you were in tears, the pregnancy hormones never took a break.

"A baby girl!" you said.

The rest of the party had gone swimmingly, everyone raving about a little baby girl. Kyra spent a lot of time trying to convince you and Leah to name the little girl after her, claiming it was the best name possible and all you could do was laugh at her valiant effort. Alessia and Ella argued over who would be the best aunt and Viv and Beth were talking about how Myle would love the baby. Your little girl already had so many people who cared for her.

Month 6: Head of Lettuce

At this point in your pregnancy, everything had really gone according to plan. Your growing girl was hitting every milestone and the doctor assured you both that she was healthy and that at this point, her eyebrows and eyelashes had fully developed. The dreaded Braxton Hicks contractions began at the beginning of month 6. They were like painful squeezing of your uterus or abdomen but they never lasted too long and most of the time you had Leah right next to you to guide you through them. They were a bit similar to period cramps.

You weren't completely bedridden yet either, but your belly had grown significantly which made tasks such as seeing your feet or bending over particularly difficult. Your sleep had also been disrupted as you were still getting up in the middle of the night to pee. Cuddling also got a bit difficult but you and Leah managed to make it work. After long days, Leah would stand behind you and carefully lift your belly up to relieve some of the tension in your lower back.

"Baby, I am going to set her back down, is that okay?" she asks as you shake your head in agreement.

Each month, Leah would take a Polaroid of you and place it in a scrapbook she had been making to show your baby girl one day. The scrapbook was filled with ultrasound photos, and wristbands from the hospitals, and had room for when baby girl made her arrival.

Leah had taken the initiative and signed you both up for courses such as a Lamaze class. The class was to help you with breathing techniques and relaxation. In class, you were the only same-sex couple but everyone welcomed you and some even asked about the IVF process which you were happy to answer.

The teacher had you and Leah sit on a yoga mat with your back to her chest as you practiced different breathing processes. The class helped you and Leah learn a lot and prepared you for the scary nature of childbirth. Especially with Leah by your side, you knew you would be supported, and she took the classes very seriously, asking questions and taking notes to look back at when the time came.

When a particular Braxton Hick rattled through your body one night as you both lay on the couch, Leah held your hand and guided your breathing like she learned in class. When it eventually passed, you thanked her and she simply insisted there was no need.

The past months have gone rather quickly, time was flying by as you were now on the last turn before giving birth. The baby's room was now painted a light shade of grey and all of the furniture had been built. While you were excited for her to come, were you actually ready? ready to be a mother?

It all came to the forefront one night as Leah finished up talking to your bump.

"Lee? Have you ever thought maybe you won't be a good mom?" you asked in almost a whisper tone, hopefully, low enough maybe she wouldn't even hear you. But she definitely heard you.

"Love, you will be the best mother. I see how you interact with children in both of our families, they love you, and they cling to you. You have this careful nature about you and I wouldn't trust anyone else on earth with a baby than you." Leah pleads with you, wanting you to help those thoughts leave your brain.

"I needed that Lee, thank you"

"Whenever you feel that way, I want you to communicate with me, tell me how you are feeling okay? I will always be here to help." She sweetly says. You can tell she really means what she says. She understood your thoughts entirely, feeling the same way at times but she would take on her own advice and talk to you when she felt that way and you would help ease her nerves and reiterate how great of a mother she will be.

Each night she would rub your back until your breathing evens out and she knows you are asleep. Pulling your body as close to her as she could. Dreaming each night of different things she can't wait to experience as a mom, and you did the same.

Month 7: Papaya

While Leah had genuinely bought every baby product you could possibly think of, she insisted that she plan you a baby shower, wanting to hit all the major highlights of being pregnant. You secretly thanked her for it. Your home was decked out in pink decorations as family and close friends entered your home. A simple late lunch and keeping things very casual was how you wanted to spend the day. You and Leah had said on the invites that you didn't need much but that you wanted everyone to bring a book as a card and write a little note to your baby girl to eventually read one day.

The Arsenal girls piled in with several gift bags, obviously not listening. Almost every single player had purchased a small kit with their number on the back so she could wear them when she came to the games, arguing over whose jersey she would wear more.

Steph and Caitlin had purchased several small kangaroo plushies and claimed that one day you all had to visit Australia with the baby. Lotte had made the baby a little blanket herself with the Arsenal red and white colors, she was incredibly talented and you knew it would get good use. The girls had absolutely spoiled baby girl and your heart couldn't be more full. As usual, the conversation about what position in football the baby would be playing came up once again, with Katie and Beth claiming she would teach her how to score an absolute banger of goals.

The day was very relaxing and the baby was very active as most girls got to feel her kick. At the baby shower, you played a little game and found that most of the girls held a baby like a football so you had to properly teach them, you could tell Leah's eyes were threatening to beam out of her head thinking about some of them holding your precious baby.

Eventually, Leah kicked everyone out of your shared home as she could tell you were getting tired. The rest of the night was spent relaxing on the couch and picking at leftovers from the shower.

In the coming days, you and Leah spent time trying to figure out the perfect name. Naming a baby was hard, she would have this name for the rest of her life, and it was overwhelming. You bounced around ideas back and forth.

"Emily?" you ask.

"No"

"Hanna?"

"No"

"Okay Leah maybe you throw out some ideas since you say no to all of mine" you laugh out.

"What about Stella? Like the star, since she was like a wish upon a star."

"I love Stella, Stella Amanda Williamson" you stated, revealing your intention to name her after an amazing woman.

You have known for a long time how important Leah's mother was to her and you knew you wanted to incorporate it into your baby girl's name. Leah thought about it but only wanted to do it if you were comfortable with it but hadn't mentioned it yet. Amanda was an important figure in your life too and you loved her just as much as Leah.

"You want to use Amanda as her middle name?" she asked to clarify she heard you right and you nodded back to her. Leah's emotions take over her as she breaks out in tears.

"Oh baby, it's perfect," she says through cries. "I am just so happy, happy tears."

Leaning down to your belly she says, "Stella Amanda Williamson. Stella after the star that I wished on for you to come, and Amanda for your amazing grandmother who will love you endlessly." sealing it with a kiss. You and Leah would keep the secret of her name until she was born.

Month 8: Watermelon

Your body had changed drastically at this point. You felt massive in every sense of the word. Your belly had grown significantly and little stretch marks outlined the top of your stomach. Your feet were in a constant state of swelling and that is when you could even barely see them through a mirror. You were tired all the time, sleeping was even worse as you could never get comfortable, and you were in a constant state of soreness.

You were supposed to be getting ready to go out for a dinner date with Leah since you knew that when the baby girl arrived you would be very busy, wanting to relish in just you and Leah time. Most of your clothes no longer fit so you typically sported a comfy jumper and sweats, so you didn't know what to wear for tonight. All of your clothes felt too tight and you felt utterly ugly.

"Baby are you almost ready" Leah asked as she peered her head into the room to find you sobbing in front of the mirror with just your bra and underwear on.

"Hey hey hey, what's the matter?" immediately coming to your side.

"Nothing fits and I look ugly!" you scream out. Your body no longer felt like yours, all these changes happening, it was like an out-of-body experience. "I'm constantly swollen, my breasts are huge and they hurt, I look and feel massive."

Leah didn't feel the need to answer. She simply bent down and leveled her head with your stomach. She placed a soft kiss on every single one of the narrow, streak-like lines that had developed.

"You're growing a baby love. Your body is growing to change. You have never looked so beautiful to me, a goddess might I add." She kissed every inch of your body in a non-sexual way. She kissed your chest and stated, "These are growing because they will be feeding our baby love."

"Thank you baby," you told her.

"How about we order in and watch a movie? How does that sound?" she asked.

"Sounds perfect" as you threw on some comfy clothes.

Month 9: Pumpkin

The last month had finally come and Leah took her last Polaroid picture, 9 photos of your growing belly, you could barely remember being so small in your first few months. Most of your days were spent on the couch watching trashy reality TV because the doctor advised you to spend less time on your feet.

Each day you had to basically shove Leah out of your shared home to go to training, promising you would call if you needed absolutely anything. Since the Arsenal team was made aware, the girls would ask questions about you almost every day and Leah was always happy to answer, she loved talking about her little family.

The Braxton Hicks had increased dramatically, and they were now more painful and lasted longer. I mean your body was gearing up to deliver a baby.

You and Leah had mapped out a plan with every instance in the thought process, if you were to go into labor at home, at a game, or when you were out. You had Amanda and your mom on speed dial as the days got closer to your due date.

This morning you woke up to a lot of pain but you assumed it was normal and continued with your morning routine and said goodbye to Leah as she left.

Sat on the couch, you felt a sudden rush of wetness between your legs. You knew it was time. The pain in your lower abdomen increased as the contractions began. You quickly called Amanda and explained your situation as she got into her car and came to your home.

"Love where are you?" she asked as she walked in.

"In here," you say through another painful contraction. She is immediately at your side, holding your hand, and guiding you through it.

Through a breath of pain, you say, "Call Leah."

She helps you to the car and grabs your to-go bags as she gets in contact with Leah and tells her to meet you guys at the hospital. She also thankfully called your parents and informed them, telling her they were on their way.

The drive to the hospital felt forever, in and out of pain, but thankfully you had arrived and got set up in your room and connected to a few devices that measured your heart rate, blood pressure, and contractions.

Back at the Arsenal training grounds, Kelly had pulled Leah aside and told her the news. Leah ran around like a chicken with its head cut off, throwing things in her kit bag as she tried to leave quickly.

"We're having a baby!" she yelled around the changing room. Luckily Lia was levelheaded and threw Leah in her car and drove her to the hospital as all of the girls yelled out good wishes and to send photos when she arrived.

A prayer was answered as Leah walked into the room, another painful jab hitting. She is at your side, clutching your hand, and reciting the breathing techniques she has learned from the classes.

Unlike the movies depict, labor was not quick by any means. Rotating between carefully squatting on a yoga ball and taking laps up and down the hallway, all with Leah by your side, telling you how strong you were. It hurt her to see you in so much pain, so she tried to be as helpful as she could. At times you would snap at her but then the next second you would need her close by. She kneaded your sore skin, paying attention to your lower back as it was in the most pain.

The doctor had come in periodically to check how dilated you were and after about 6 hours in labor, she told you that you were now ready to push. Leah helped you get situated on the bed and helped peal your legs up to begin pushing. Amanda and your mom left the room, you and Leah both wanted to experience just the two of you. By this point, your body was incredibly tired, having no energy to even think.

"Baby are you ready?" she asked with her soft voice.

"I'm tired Lee. I can't do it." you sobbed out to her. Your eyes wanted to close, you wanted to sleep, worn out from pain.

"Baby I know, but you need to push. Baby girl wants to come out." she could tell you were tired, she felt for you, and her heart hurt.

You pushed, mentally and physically, through the pain with Leah by your side, wiping your face with a cold rag every so often and telling you how amazing you were. Each push made progress and baby girl was making her entrance into the world. After what felt like hours of pushing, which was only really roughly about 20 minutes in reality, a loud cry filled the room. Baby girl has arrived. You and Leah both cry out, you had done it. The doctor and nurse together clean her off and she continues to cry, she sure has some strong lungs. You and Leah had told the nurse you wanted skin-to-skin contact when she came so the nurse carefully placed her on your skin, immediately calming down as she heard your voice.

"Hi baby" you sob out. Looking down at the most perfect baby in the world, she had Leah's nose and your ears, she was perfect. Leah was now staring at the two most important people in life. You look up at her and pat down at the side of the bed, wanting her to lie down and you tell her to take off her top to do skin-to-skin contact.

Leah quickly removes her top and lies down as you place Stella on her chest. All Leah can do is silently sob as she stares at your daughter, she can recognize Leah's voice from all the times Leah talked to her before bed.

"Hello Stella"

The nurse had gone through diaper changing and walked you through breastfeeding as you fed Stella for the first time. Wrapped in a pink blanket with a little pink hat on, you had Leah grab both sets of parents. She was weary at first, not wanting to overwhelm you, I mean you quite literally just gave birth and she knew they would all want to hold her, maybe Leah also didn't want to share Stella just yet. But you convinced her you were both okay and welcomed them in.

"She's here" is all Leah says out to the hallway as they make their way in. Leah took her seat back on the bed as you held Stella.

"Oh, she's beautiful" Amanda coos. Your parents and hers check on both you and Leah before you hand your mother her.

"She's perfect you guys." Your mother says as she cries, you can also tell your dad has tears in his eyes but he is stationed at your side, checking you out with his eyes to make sure his baby girl is okay, David and your father each check on their children as Leah talks to her dad about how everything went. Amanda is now holding her as she asks her name.

"Stella Amanda Williamson" Leah says as Amanda cries more. The room was mostly focused on passing her around and taking pictures. Your heart felt full, a very emotional day, but every second was worth it. Stella had begun to cry after a few and when your mom placed her in your arms, she settled down. Most of the day was spent feeding her every few hours and changing her. You also had pumped milk into a bottle so that Leah could feed her too. Stella was absolutely perfect, everything you could imagine and more. You and Leah were parents. A wish come upon a star, a wish come true.

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The Way to His Heart [15]

Pairing: general!Seonghwa x wife!reader

AU: arranged marriage au (Joseon era)

Word Count: 3.5k

Summary: Life has been hell ever since your mother's passing many years ago. Despite being from a prominent family, you've never received the privileges associated with it. It only got worse with the arrival of your stepmother and her daughters. When the intimidating General Park was in search of a wife, your father seized the opportunity to dispose of you, simultaneously securing a connection with the powerful general—killing two birds with one stone.

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"I still don't understand why you had to creep around instead of just approaching her and introducing yourself properly," Jongho remarked, rolling his eyes as Wooyoung clicked his tongue in frustration, "Oh, come on! Can you blame me? She's so beautiful, I got nervous, alright?! I've never had to talk to her before, and I just... I panicked!"

The assistant squinted at his friend, "You do realise if the general catches wind of any of that, you'll be out of a job. Don't tell me you have a crush on our mistress..."

"And you don't?!" The private investigator squeaked, eyes widening in disbelief as Jongho shook his head, unamused, "That's inappropriate. Don't you ever suggest such a thing again."

Wooyoung kept his mouth shut, realising that his friend would be the last person interested in hearing him gush about how pretty he found you. He was fully aware that you were his employer's wife and therefore off-limits. Still, it wouldn't hurt to indulge in the innocent fantasy of being a secret admirer.

Besides, he still valued his life, and it wasn't as if he was actually in love with you or anything. Deep down, humans are all visual animals, and he found his tiny crush on you completely justifiable.

Turning serious, Jongho inquired, "So, what did the mistress need help with? She's been secluded in the study ever since Prince Yeosang's departure and hadn't spoken to any of us until you showed up. Something must have happened."

With a smug nod, Wooyoung responded, "Ah, it seems I already know more than you. How does that feel, senior assistant Choi?" His grin disappeared when the younger man did not react as expected, only staring him down intimidatingly, as if daring him to continue with his playful shenanigans, "Ugh, fine, sheesh. The fourth prince invited her to his birthday banquet happening next week. She's really anxious since it's her first royal event and without General Park. She wants guidance on dealing with the royals."

Head shooting up at the revelation, the assistant knitted his brows together in concern, "The fourth prince... invited her to his birthday banquet? Did he say why?"

The private investigator shrugged, a hint of nonchalance in his tone, "He mentioned that since General Park is away, he hoped Lady Park could represent him this year."

A troubled expression clouded Jongho's features as he processed the information, his mind racing with possible implications. The idea of His Highness extending such an invitation seemed out of the ordinary, sparking unease within him.

Noticing the younger man's troubled demeanour, Wooyoung nudged him on the shoulder, concern evident in his voice, "Why do you look so bothered, man? What's on your mind?"

Jongho's stomach churned as he mulled over his thoughts, his voice tinged with apprehension as he responded, "I wouldn't have been surprised if it had been any of the other princes. But Prince Yeosang? He hasn't hosted a single birthday banquet in years. And besides, his connection with the general is minimal at best. So... what do you think he wants with our mistress?"

That revelation made the private investigator sit up straight, suddenly grasping the complexity of the situation. If what his friend said held true, it meant the fourth prince was plotting something. A surge of protectiveness for you washed over him, wanting to ensure your safety and not let his role model down.

Turning to the assistant, he asked, "Damn, I don't like the sound of that. So what's our move? Should we warn her?"

Jongho shook his head adamantly, "Absolutely not. She'd panic, and that's the last thing we need. I'll fetch the dressmaker; he's one of the general's closest friends, and along with Physician Jung's help, we'll try to figure this out."

"Oh, one more thing!" Wooyoung interjected, grabbing the younger man's attention, "Lady Park did mention that it would be great if she could somehow get in touch with Royal Secretary Choi. It seems she believes he's the only one who can offer helpful advice for navigating the royal event."

Pondering this information quietly, the assistant nodded, "Fortunately, I've corresponded with him on behalf of the general several times. I should be able to reach him easily."

Jongho furrowed his brows, noticing the unsettled expression on the investigator's face, "What's bothering you now?"

Wooyoung sighed, his expression clouded with uncertainty, "The lady also expressed her doubts about whether the royal secretary would even consider helping her. She's unsure if someone as busy as him would take the time to assist her."

Shaking his head, the assistant offered reassurance, "Don't worry. Royal Secretary Choi is genuinely one of the kindest people you'll ever meet. He shares a friendship with the general and will certainly lend a hand to our mistress if she needs it."

That would soon be clear to them all when San arrived to grace everyone in the general's estate with his presence in just a few days, leaving Hongjoong, Yunho, and Wooyoung in awe as they watched the handsome man with an exceptionally fit physique—perhaps a little too fit to be a mere secretary—walk past the three of them, who were sitting in the living hall, with a respectful nod and courteous smile.

Jongho exchanged knowing glances with them as he ushered the royal secretary into the estate and towards the study, where you awaited his guidance with your studies.

"Am I the only one who thinks that guy seems more suited for the battlefield than the royal office?" Wooyoung quipped, prompting a reluctant nod from Hongjoong. For some inexplicable reason, he found the private investigator mildly annoying, almost like a younger brother, "As much as I hate to admit it, you're right about that. He does give off that vibe."

Yunho, known for his wisdom and maturity, offered a shrug in response, "We shouldn't judge someone solely by their appearance. Perhaps the royal secretary excels in matters of intelligence rather than physical strength."

Rolling his eyes, the dressmaker fired back, "Obviously, we're just joking. Lighten up a little, Yunho, or you'll never find a wife with that boring ass attitude."

The physician pursed his lips at the jab, while Wooyoung watched with amusement as the banter between the two friends unfolded, "Says you? You're older and still single. Perhaps the problem lies closer to home."

Hongjoong scoffed in disbelief and placed his hands on his hips, "Excuse you, I'll have you know there are plenty of women vying for my attention every day. It's not my fault I have standards."

"I could say the same." Yunho retorted.

Before the banter could escalate, Jongho intervened with a heavy sigh, "I leave for a minute, and you're already arguing. How is it that all of you are older than me?"

"I agree, assistant Choi. Their behaviour was rather immature," The investigator remarked, feigning innocence when the doctor raised an eyebrow, "You're the one who instigated the whole thing."

Just as Wooyoung opened his mouth to defend himself, the assistant rubbed his temple wearily, "Oh my god, enough. Let's not forget why we're here today—to figure out the intentions of Prince Yeosang regarding our mistress."

"Is that the purpose of this gathering?" Eunsook queried as she appeared by the entrance of the living hall.

The four nodded in confirmation, and the head maid sighed before joining them, "If that's the case, I believe I may be of help. I was with the mistress in the palace on the day the master discovered he had to depart for war. Something happened with the prince while we awaited the general's return from his emergency meeting."

As she recounted the incident at the cherry blossom garden, a dawning realisation settled over all of them. Suddenly, it all clicked into place: why Yeosang, known for despising his own birthday due to its reminders of his painful existence, was now planning a celebration and extending an invitation to Lady Park, of all people. It was clear to the group that the prince had set his sights on the general's wife, and this elaborate scheme was likely his attempt to lure you away from Seonghwa.

"I understand we're all concerned about what His Highness might attempt to win over our mistress, but I believe we should have a little faith in her. Her devotion to General Park is undeniable. I don't think she would easily forsake him after all he's done for her." The physician suggested, hoping to ease the tension in the room.

As the others visibly relaxed with the reminder, the dressmaker appeared to be the only one still troubled, "Yeah, about that..." The dread in the room heightened at Hongjoong's uneasy expression.

"What is it?" Jongho inquired cautiously.

With a frustrated expression, the eldest man among them ran a hand through his hair before recounting the recent encounter with Jinjoo, your stepsister, and the doubts you were starting to entertain about your husband, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

The elderly woman's stomach sank at the revelation, but she shook her head to reassure the dressmaker, "No, Hongjoong, it's not your fault. You couldn't have known her stepsister would be there. No matter how much we deny it, the truth has a way of surfacing. We can't hide it from her forever."

The others nodded in agreement, though filled with worry at the implications. They knew Eunsook was right. Eventually, you would likely discover the truth. They just hadn't expected it to happen so soon, especially with Seonghwa away at war. The thought of you being possibly swayed by the fourth prince's charms sent shivers down all their spines.

Well shit, that's not good at all.

"San, you're an absolute lifesaver. Thank you so much." You expressed with gratitude after the lengthy crash course he had just given you on dealing with royal figures when attending such events, offering a smile that didn't quite reach your eyes.

Returning the smile, the royal secretary noticed the fatigue and stress evident in your expression. He sensed there was more to your distress than just the fourth prince's sudden invitation to his birthday banquet. Perhaps his close relationship with his elder sister had sharpened his perception of women's emotions.

Observing your troubled expression, San gently inquired, "Are you feeling quite alright, Lady Park? If you're worried about the general, I can assure you that he is being partnered with only the best military strategist in all of Joseon. They have yet to lose a single battle thus far, I'm sure this time would be no different."

A wave of conflicting emotions washed over you at his words. On one hand, you appreciated his attempt to ease your worries about your husband's safety. On the other hand, a nagging curiosity gnawed at your mind, Jinjoo's words still lingering, urging you to delve deeper into the mysteries surrounding your family's punishments.

San's position as the royal secretary and his close friendship with the general made him an ideal source of information. Surely, he would know the intricate details of the case and could provide you with the answers you sought. However, the thought of uncovering the full truth filled you with trepidation.

What if reality's more than you could bear?

You wrestled with your inner turmoil, unsure of whether to broach the subject with Royal Secretary Choi. Part of you yearned for closure, to finally understand the events that took place without your knowledge. Yet, another part hesitated, fearing the potential consequences of unearthing Seonghwa's carefully buried secrets.

As you glanced at San, who was patiently awaiting your response, you grappled with your decision. Would you dare to confront the shadows of your fears, or would you continue to dwell in uncertainty, afraid of what truths lay beneath?

To hell with it.

Taking a deep breath, you responded, "Thank you for your reassurance regarding my husband's capabilities. However, that's not precisely what's weighing on my mind..."

He arched a curious eyebrow, intrigued by what other concerns could possibly be bothering you besides Seonghwa's safety, "I'm all ears, my lady." He offered, inviting you to share your thoughts.

Lowering your head, you recounted your recent encounter with your stepsister and the unsettling doubts it had stirred within you. Then, with a hesitant tone, you inquired, "May I seek clarification from you regarding my husband's role in the Jang family's punishments?"

San maintained a composed smile, betraying no hint of shock at your revelation. With a calm demeanour, he laced his fingers together before him, "I empathise with your concerns, Lady Park, and I want you to know that they are valid. While the details of the case are confidential, I can offer some clarity to ease your worries."

You held your breath as he continued, "The truth is, His Majesty was responsible for determining your family's physical punishments, but the general took charge of overseeing the entire process."

So, it's true.

Your heart sank at the confirmation.

"Understandably, you may find his involvement frightening. However, you need to know that this has always been the nature of his job. If you think him cruel, remember that every drop of blood shed was in service of this nation's security. He's doing what only a few have the guts to do. And in this case, it's out of love for you that he was determined to ensure that those who harmed you and your mother faced justice. My lady, can you truly fault him for that?"

His words struck you like a boulder, and you realised he might be onto something.

The royal secretary grinned as he observed your expression, knowing his words were making an impact, "Besides, you've been here long enough to witness how good he can be to those he cares about. That includes you, all the staff in this estate, as well as his loyal friends currently seated in the living hall. Surely, there must be a good reason why these people choose to remain by his side, wouldn't you agree?"

Noting your silence and contemplative expression, San understood that you needed time to digest everything. While he hoped he had made a valid point, he knew that your conflicting emotions wouldn't dissipate so easily. Nevertheless, he had done his best to encourage you to keep an open mind and speak the truth.

Ultimately, the next steps were up to you.

"As much as I'd like to stay and chat, I have another appointment scheduled in an hour, so I should probably head to my next destination." He announced, rising from his seat opposite you.

His words snapped you out of your reverie as you got up after him, "Ah, yes, of course. I can't thank you enough for everything, San."

As you escorted him towards the exit, he smiled warmly at you, "You're most welcome, Lady Park. Don't fret too much about the royal event next week. I'm sure you'll do splendidly, especially considering you've already managed to impress the fourth prince. He's not an easy royal to handle, so that's quite an achievement."

Prince Yeosang is... not easy to handle?

Before you could ask him to elaborate, the royal secretary was already boarding his carriage. With a defeated sigh, you waved at him as the vehicle began to pull away.

Heading back inside, your mind reeled from his words. His Highness had never seemed difficult around you, so you struggled to comprehend what San meant. Besides his slightly playful demeanour, you didn't find the prince hard to handle in any way.

Before you knew it, your head began to throb with the endless thoughts swirling around. Eunsook rushed over in concern when she saw you swaying, your hands pressed against your temples.

"Mistress! Are you feeling alright? Oh dear, you look exhausted," She exclaimed, her worry evident in her voice, "That's enough studying for today. Go and rest. I'll bring you dinner when it's ready."

Throughout the rest of the week, Jongho and the others couldn't bring themselves to warn you about the potential advances of the fourth prince. They noticed how visibly stressed you were, dedicating all your time to refining your ladylike etiquette and practising formal speech with the head maid. Your determination for perfection in your debut at a royal event was clear as day.

After receiving all the help you needed, you were finally ready for the banquet. Standing before the mirror, you inspected yourself, admiring the delicate red flower the dressmaker had once again helped you paint on your forehead, perfectly complementing your new hanbok, "Are you pleased with the look, Lady Park?"

You nodded enthusiastically, "Absolutely, Hongjoong. You never disappoint, and you know that."

With newfound confidence, you departed from the general's estate, accompanied by Jongho and Eunsook. Mentally reviewing the list of potential royals in attendance, you appreciated Wooyoung's efforts in the past week as he assisted you with retrieving specific books from the public library and studying the royal family tree.

The private investigator lingered near the estate's entrance after seeing you off, his jaw slightly agape. He had always found you pretty, but seeing you all dressed up and with the flower on your forehead, he was struck by your ethereal beauty. Just as he was about to entertain the thought that Seonghwa must have saved an entire country to deserve someone like you, he realised that might actually be true.

"Excuse me, Jung Wooyoung. That's not your lady to be ogling like that. Behave yourself, or I'll have to whoop your ass on behalf of the general." Hongjoong warned, rolling his eyes as the younger man pouted before sulking back inside the estate.

As your carriage approached the familiar high palace walls, Jongho and Eunsook exchanged determined glances. They had agreed to stick by your side at all times, wanting to protect you from whatever schemes Prince Yeosang might have planned for the event.

"We've arrived, mistress." The assistant announced as the carriage came to a stop.

With the head maid's assistance, you stepped down from the carriage with slightly less ease than when your husband carried you, feeling a pang in your heart as you were reminded of him. Despite your complicated feelings, you couldn't deny the longing for his presence. You hoped he was safe and well while you attended the birthday celebration of another.

Approaching the grand entrance of the hall hosting the fourth prince's birthday banquet, you noticed that the palace staff responsible for announcing guests had recognised you immediately, sparing Jongho the need to introduce you. As you reached the entrance, the staff announced in a loud voice, "Miss Jang, eldest daughter of the former Minister of Military Affairs, has arrived."

Your shock was palpable as the announcement rang out, your eyes widening and your stomach sinking at the unexpected introduction. The last thing you wanted was to be associated with your father, especially not at such a prestigious event. You had been specifically told by the prince that you were here to represent your husband. So why would they announce you like that, using your past title, when you now held a new and official one as the general's wife? The discrepancy left you feeling uneasy and out of place as you stepped into the grand hall.

What's the meaning of this, Your Highness?

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"General Park! Letters for General Park!"

The messenger's urgent cry echoed through the camp, drawing attention to the main tent where Seonghwa typically conducted his affairs between battles. Bursting into the tent, the messenger gasped for breath, his eyes darting around, "Sir, may I enter?"

"Come in," A deep voice replied, but it wasn't the general's. Officer Song, the military strategist, sat alone inside, his gaze fixed on the newcomer, "General Park is uhh... preoccupied elsewhere at the moment. What brings you here, soldier?"

Handing over the stack of letters he carried, the messenger answered, "The general has received a few missives, one from his assistant and another from His Highness, the fourth prince."

Mingi's brow furrowed in confusion, "The fourth prince?"

The messenger nodded vigorously, "Yes, His Highness mentioned it's regarding an urgent matter and should be delivered to the general as soon as possible."

Officer Song nodded in acknowledgement, "I see. Leave it to me, soldier. I'll ensure it reaches him as soon as he's available."

As soon as the messenger departed, Mingi's curiosity overwhelmed him, and he unfolded the letter from Prince Yeosang. His breath hitched as he absorbed the concise yet weighty message. The prince started off by conveying gratitude for Seonghwa's service to the nation and extended well wishes, reassuring him not to worry about returning.

However, the content took a surprising turn with his final paragraph.

'Out of respect for you, I am writing to inform you that I will be proposing to Miss Jang. I believe she deserves the freedom to choose her own husband. Perhaps what she needs is someone who can remain by her side and not cause her any worry. If you truly care about her happiness, you would understand.'

Once again setting the stage for the main event HAHA sorry for the (sorta) filler chapter, but I promise there will definitely be drama in the next part.😈

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[smashboxgirl26]

i crumble completely when you cry

ph! katsuki bakugou x fem! reader summary: this wasn't the way it was supposed to happen, but sometimes mistakes yield the best results contains: proposal!! (for @/pityslash <33), kinda ooc soft bakugou but im blaming it on him getting a concussion, mentions of injury, lots of fluff hehe word count: 1.8k words masterlist

Katsuki awoke to a darkened room with white, tiled speckled ceiling cut into rectangles and an IV in his arm; you were sleeping in the plastic chair at his bedside, head leaning against the wall and your mouth slightly open. It was probably about two or three in the morning, judging by the dimmed light coming from the hospital hallway.

Fuck.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

He shifted around slightly under the thin sheets, grunting as he tried to move his (apparently broken) right arm to fit in the pocket of his hero costume. A sigh of relief pushed past his lips when he felt the little velvet box still stashed away, thankfully left untouched.

And god– fuck did his head hurt… but this wasn’t how the night was supposed to go.

You were still dressed up — makeup and all, heels sitting next to you on the floor, the pretty black satin dress he watched you show off before you both left for dinner: now bunched up in your lap between your palms as you slept. 

You were definitely going to complain about the crook in your neck when you woke up from the way your head was angled against the wall. You should’ve just gone home and slept properly in bed: but he knew arguing with you would’ve been fruitless — you’d refuse to leave his side like you always did. 

Katsuki let out a small huff as he stared back up at the darkened ceiling.

This was supposed to be your anniversary. He had it all planned out: flowers, dinner, taking a walk through the park near the apartment to get ice cream, proposing in the little ramada he’d gotten Hanta and Eijirou to decorate with fairy lights and flowers. His mother’s old engagement ring was what he’d nervously tucked away into his suit pocket earlier that evening; she’d given it to him the first time you met her — as if she just knew the outcome of your relationship. 

And yet, not even halfway through dinner he’d gotten a call about a villain spiraling out of control. 

He knew his apology was lacking when he pushed himself up from the table, telling you he’d be back as fast as he possibly could; and he could tell how disappointed you were at the fact he was leaving despite how you playfully urged him to hurry before you ate all the dessert without him.

He’d slipped the ring in his costume pocket thinking he would make it back in time for your walk in the park — but that went out the window the second he was caught off guard and blasted through an apartment building.

You shifted slightly, against your spot on the wall. Katsuki almost thought it was because he was thinking too loud.

Your eyes opened after a moment or two, and blinked once or twice at him before realizing his eyes were also open.

“You’re awake?” you asked groggily, scrubbing your eyes before pulling yourself up from the chair. “Let me go get the nurse–”

“S’fine,” he stopped you before you could get out the door, lifting his head off the pillow because he knew you would come over and scold him for it.

Shit he felt dizzy.

“Don’t move right now,” you chastised him — immediately abandoning your mission to rush back to his side and help him lay his head back down on the pillow. “Is that comfortable?”

“Yea,” he sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. “Don’ get the nurse yet… I don’ really want more fuckin’ needles in my arm right now.”

“...fine.” You pressed your lips together, concealing the lecture he knew you wanted to spew: him never being careful when he promised he would be being main point among those you wanted to address — yet you pulled the hard, plastic chair you were sitting in up to the bed and leaned against the mattress.

“...do you feel dizzy?”

“Yeah.”

“You got a concussion from your fall,” you turned your head to look towards the side, and he couldn’t see your expression anymore in the dimmed light from the lamp next to his bedside. “You also broke your arm from landing on it.”

“You saw?”

“It was on the news.”

You sounded on the verge of tears. He needed to apologize. He’d ruined your night.

“M’sorry,” he let his left hand drift over to where yours was laying on the bed next to him, his fingers catching between your own — grabbing you out of your dazed attention — “M’sorry I ruined our night.”

“You didn’t ruin anything Katsuki,” you shook your head, but he could hear the little edge of pain in your voice. “It’s not your fault… I was just worried.”

“I did, though,” he continued. “Tonight was s’posed to be just us walkin’ through the park n’ getting ice cream.”

“You had it all planned out huh?” You finally faced him again, tired eyes and a small, sad smile on your lips. 

“F’course I did, would y’expect anythin’ less from me?” 

“Of course not,” you humored him, bringing his knuckles up to your lips before planting a kiss over a small scab and pressing your cheek against it — staring faraway, somewhere his mind could never find yours.

“Why didn’t you go home?” he rubbed his thumb against yours. “Could’ve changed and been comfortable.”

You let out a small huff — “I couldn’t just leave you here. I didn’t want you to wake up alone.”

“You didn’t have to worry about me, baby. Y’should’ve slept comfortably at home, come and seen me in the morning.”

You didn’t answer; instead, pressed another kiss against his knuckles before letting his hand come back down to the bed.

“If you saw what I did, you wouldn’t be saying that.” — was all you left it at — you tried to get up to get the nurse, but he didn’t let your hand go. “Katsuki–”

“Just let me be a lil’ longer,” he slurred, drowsily. “Come lay down with me.”

“Kats–”

“Please.”

“How could I–”

“Please.” He repeated, and you gave up to the pleading look in his eyes. “Can’t sleep properly without you there.”

He shifted himself over slightly, watching you hold your tongue once again with a little snort, before patting at the spot next to him. You climbed up slowly, carefully, trying to be as light as possible to not let the little hospital bed creak under both your weights — letting yourself melt next to him, your hand resting over his chest. You didn’t say anything, just nestled yourself into his shoulder with a yawn.

Something about the way you were positioned made it feel like you were hesitant to touch him — as he was as fragile as glass. Even with your fingers resting over his abdomen, he barely felt them there.

“What’s got your mind all worked up?” he asked after what felt like hours of silence.

“...nothing.”

“I know when yer overthinkin’ baby.”

You looked up to him, sad eyes and all. “I was really worried.” You sniffed, burrowing yourself back next to him. “I was just sitting in the restaurant finishing my food until I got a notification on my phone about the news — and I clicked it and saw the video of you being blasted through the building. There was so much debris, I almost thought–I don’t know what I thought… It felt like I couldn’t breathe or–or think… I just ran out of there as fast as I could so I could get to the hospital. And then, when you wake up, your first concern is that you ruined the night?” You huff, angrily and under your breath but you didn’t let him see it. “I can’t believe you sometimes…” 

“M’sorry,” he repeated, this time drowsily— despite the disapproving click you let out in response, he wrapped his arm around you: rubbing small circles in your arm to soothe the tension you continued to let off. These situations were the only times you both switched roles; the only time he was the one who had to calm you down when usually it was the opposite.

“Stop saying that.”

“I am though,” he continued anyway. “For making you worry and cry when I should’ve been careful. I got a little reckless tryin’ to get back to you quickly. I just… didn’t wanna leave you stranded there.”

“You didn’t need to do that,” you almost scolded him. “I’m used to it, I understand what your job is like.”

“Told you though, I had it all planned out n’ shit — stupid bastard ruined it all…”

“It’s okay,” you pacified him. “It was just dinner, we can always go out another time.”

“It wasn’t just dinner though…” He stopped himself from continuing, but looking down at your furrowed brow knew that he’d have to give an explanation. 

“We’ve talked about marriage before—” he started again after a moment of silence. A moment to catch his breath, to let his racing thoughts and heart subside slightly. “—about us staying together like this because we couldn’t really ever see ourselves with anyone else.”

You nodded.

“And I thought–I knew that we were both ready… So I was gonna propose.”

You didn’t say anything, and he didn’t dare look down at your face — not when he could feel the heat rushing up to his face like he was about to pass out.

“I uh, had this whole speech planned out n’ everything,” he stared at the ceiling once more. “Even had Ei n’ Hanta set up flowers and candles in the park near that cherry blossom tree we always picnic near.”

You still didn’t say anything.

“M’sorry for just bringing it up now, and spoiling the surprise ‘cause I could’ve just done it later…”

“...are you really apologizing for telling me that you were going to propose?” you spoke after a moment. 

He could hear the slight crack in your voice, and he looked down to see that his suspicions were correct — you were crying.

“Don’ cry,” he tried to wipe them with fail because he could only use one arm. “You know I get sad when you cry.”

“I can’t help it.” 

 “I know that this isn’t where you probably expected to get proposed to, but everything I said is true — I wanna spend the rest of my life with you n’ get those little moments with you. N’ honestly, as long as we have that, I don’t think it matters where this shit happens.” He shifted around slightly, before you could stop him: sitting up to properly face you and pulling a little velvet box out from his pocket. “Marry me?”

“Of course I will,” you tried to wipe away your tears before falling into his embrace — pausing after he let out a hissing sound. “I’m calling the nurse for real now.”

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[4imhry]

tutor-in-disguise/fuckboy!sunghoon x fem!reader

synopsis: his fuckboy reputation made your crush on him slightly lessen until recently, he was hired to tutor you without you knowing. you could never be more fucked up at the fact the fuck boy next door was hired to tutor you. big brain came up with a godlike features and a prince charming like charms? absolutely enough to get your knees buckle.

you woke up with beads of sweat forming on your forehead. you were hyperventilating at the fact you just had a wet dream and the boy next door you low-key had a crush on is in it.

a pool of wetness appear on your shorts causing you to let out a grunt. yes. you were still horny. the image of sunghoon being on top of you, railing you inhumanly got you slipping your hand inside of your shorts.

nonetheless, half way nearing to your orgasm, you got reminded again that was your neighbour you were fingering yourself to. it made you slipped your fingers out of your dripping cunt.

“fuck.” you cussed frustratedly.

you cringed at the thought of sunghoon kissing you. it unbelievably felt real. that was very odd you thought. the fact he looked insanely attractive in the dream made you shut your eyes in realisation you don’t want to find yourself falling for the fuck boy next door.

your head were still preoccupied with the dream of sunghoon railing you–practically drilling you until you rolled your eyes in pleasure. you then thought if this was the consequences of watching your neighbour watering the plants in a compressed sleeveless T-shirt.

you couldn’t blame your hormones for acting up too quickly just by the seeing of an attractive young man. for instance, it happened to be a young man named park sunghoon. he was attractive. very attractive.

not that you wish he would actually fuck you but both you barely talked to each other or whatsoever despite going to the same school or living literally next to each other.

“y/n?” the sound of faint knocking sounds could be heard.

“yes, mom?” you scurried on your feet and swung the door open.

“will you dressed up properly because we got something to discuss about with a person I hired to tutor you.” before you get to open your mouth in protest, she peeked a bit to see what the latter was up to downstairs.

“the boy is downstairs. he’s very charming.” your mother smiled in glee. “I,m sure you would have liked him–”

“you hired someone without asking me?” you ignored your mother’s comments about the unknown person. “background check is important, mom.”

“because I wanted to surprise you, my dear. I noticed you have been keeping an eye on him.” your mother nudged you on the elbow with a teasing smile yet expression remained stoic. she noticed you have been keeping an eye on him?

who is “him” in question?

she slung an arm around your shoulder and her other hand waving around, drawing a nonexistent vision board in the air. “don’t worry. I have met his parents and throughly did a background check on him.”

your jaw dropped onto the floor the moment your eyes fell on the familiar figure sitting at the living room with all smiles on his face, talking to your dad. his hair was neatly styled and the scent of his cologne slowly infiltrating your senses as you approached him.

your dad excused himself as soon as you sat at a couch near sunghoon, leaving only the two of you. “hey.” he began.

his voice knocked you out of your thoughts. “hey.”

“we should get along since we’re mostly going to spend a lot of time together.” he reached his hand out and you unknowingly, found yourself staring at him, too dazed by his unbelievably unreal looking features.

moreover by the fact you dreamt of him before meeting him right now was creeping you out.

he lifted an eyebrow, glancing at his stretched out hand briefly before looking back at you. “oh.” you cleared your throat and grasped his hand, lightly shaking it. “yeah we should.”

a subtle smile can be seen on his lips. you found you heart pounding at the small gesture. you can’t let sunghoon affected you just like he did to others.

“so, are we starting tomorrow?”

“yup. 2 hours session every monday until wednesday.” he pressed his lips into a thin line and opened his mouth again. “do you prefer afternoon session or night session?”

“whatever works best for you, sir–”

“I believe we’re the same age and I should be the one asking you that.” he tilted his head to the side a bit, a single strand of his hair fell on his forehead.

your lips parted for a sec before continuing. “alright. um, night session. my brain works best at night.” your eyes not being able to me his which looking intensely at you at the moment. “i found myself not being able to process information properly if I study during afternoon. I easily got sleepy.”

“very well then. night session it is.” you can feel his gaze raking all over your face, not in a weird way of course nonetheless the boy was trying to take in how endearing you seem in his eyes.

he saw you at school before from afar but he haven’t had the chance to see you up close, not at this distance to see how pretty and innocent looking you looked.

the boy able to sense the discomfort feeling you were feeling. “are you alright with me tutoring you? did you agree with the whole thing in the first place before I come here?”

you eyes averted to your mother coming from behind him, with a tray of tea cups in her hand as she settled them down on the table. yes.” you said unhesitatingly, averting your attention to your mother.

he knew the answer weren’t a genuine one.

🐧

“HE IS GOING TO TUTOR YOU?” yunjin shrieked, receiving a few judging stares from people passing by the two of you.

you mumbled a thank you to the seller before linking arms with yunjin, immediately dragging her to an empty table. “lower down your voice.” you sternly replied.

she muttered a small sorry before properly clasping her hands on the table with a demanding expression on her face which reads spill-all-the-goddamn-tea. “i had no idea she would hired him out of all those potential tutors in this state.” you rolled your eyes.

“hey, you should be happy about this. you basically got the chance to got him wrapped around your fingers and woo over you.” she sarcastically cocked her head to the side, her blonde hair swaying a little.

“why should i when there’s a rumour lingering around he fucked like 4 girls a week just to get off?”

“okay but still.” she lifted an eyebrow as she took a bite of her sandwich. “guys with experience are so good in bed.”

she sighed when you remained a stoic expression. “what happened to your undying crush for him? you liked him a few years ago.”

“but that was a few years ago.” you grunted and buried your face in your palm. “the rumour ruined my impression on him. i thought he was a goody two shoes with no drama.”

“but that’s what makes him more interesting.” you looked at yunjin with widen eyes who was staring at you with determination on her face, encouraging you to keep liking sunghoon.

“nah not for me i,m good.” yunjin’s smile fell.

“you’re saying it as if you’re gonna move on from him that easily. sunghoon’s charm has a chokehold on you for 4 years, y/n.” you pouted at your best friend’s comment because apparently what she said is true.

it won’t be easy because it’s park sunghoon we’re talking about. “being near him often would ignite your feeling for him again.” she smiled, taking the last bite of her sandwich before caressing your other hand.

what yunjin said was presumably to be true. seeing him again up close with a considerably close distance for you–his strong charismatic and expensive aura radiating from him allures you in, as if chanting a mantra your head, telling you to forget about your move on attempt.

“how’s your day, y/n?” hearing your name rolled of his tongue made you tense up in your seat. “i want to hear about your day.”

“good i guess. nothing interesting happened today.” you uttered flatly. “how about you?”

“same goes for me. but I could say jake, a friend of mine failed to woo the girl he likes. it’s so funny.” he chuckled, reminiscing how flustered his friend looked when the girl lacked of reaction the moment the Australian asked her out.

“I think that’s one of the interesting thing that happens today..” he trailed off, his eyes fell on you who already looking at him. those doe eyes of yours. they’re really something isn’t it?

“so,” he cleared at his throat and glanced at you momentarily before took one of his books and placed it at the table, “which topic you’re struggling with? you may ask as many questions as you want.” sunghoon leaned back, his eyes raking all over your face.

you flipped over the page of your textbook to the topic you’re struggling with. he nodded and without wasting anytime, as if he switched into a different person, he got into a teaching mode. sunghoon’s voice becoming more precise and stern as he explained about the topic.

however, the boy was aware to not sound too intimidating because he wants you to be comfortable around him. “so, do you understand everything so far? am I taking things too fast?” you shake your head and he smiled in relief.

“good girl.” he didn’t fail to notice the slight smile on your lips when he praised you. he picked up his chair and decided to sit next to you. you kept wondering if he was doing this on purpose because his hand often brushed against yours whenever you pointed you struggle at a certain question.

“how bout this one? it’s different from the questions I did earlier.”

“it’s pretty easy actually.” he smiled and proceeded to take one of his pencils, leaned slightly closer to you and explain the precise calculation of the question. firstly, you knew you failed at being attentive and most importantly, failed at an attempt to move on from sunghoon.

his god like features was insane from up close. the way one strand of his hair fell on his forehead just make his features look more..alluring? your breath hitched when he suddenly turned towards your direction, your lips were inches from his.

“do you get it now?”

“y-yeah.” no. you didn’t understand a thing other than staring at him for a good minute.

…

“this part is going to be a little difficult because you gonna need to memorise–” his eyes averted from the textbook to you who had fallen asleep, your cheek slightly squished which was perched on your palm.

you were adorable. the sight before him unexpectedly made him folded. hard. light snores coming out of your pretty lips just made his heart pounded faster.

“it’s been 1 hour. you deserve a break.” he whispered, tucking a hair behind your ear to get a better look of your face. a small smile made its way to his lips.

you let out a whine, switching your position to burying your face in your palms. he chuckled at the sound you just let out. the simplest gesture you made was enough to pull his heart strings.

he had never felt this way before. he surely did fucked around a lot however he was never the one to catch feelings. nonetheless, you were different. he gradually founded himself grew more fond of you the longer he laid his eyes on you.

sunghoon had this feeling you’re a fragile and an innocent glass which should be protected from all the harm in the world however at the same time, wouldn’t it be nice to have you arching your back for him, hearing your sweet voice screaming for his name.

he ran his slender fingers through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh as he observed your sleeping state. what has gotten into him?

…

sunghoon joined your family to eat dinner since you parents keep insisting him to do so. the boy had no choice but obliged; watching how your parents seem so happy and welcomed to have him here.

you knew it was wrong to still fantasies about your hot neighbour even when he’s sitting beside you. the way his biceps flexed when he picked up a dish or picked up a glass of juice was enough to make your underwear pooling with arousal.

you barely eat, not when he grazed his long fingers on your exposed thighs. you wondered if that unintentional but it was clearly not when he let his large hands rested on your thigh for more than 10 seconds.

you drew in a sharp breath the moment he squeeze your thigh, earning both of your parent’s attention.

“this spaghetti is a little spicy than usual.” you forced a smile and fortunately, your parents agreed and threw a few remarks here and there.

“yeah. did the restaurant change the chef?” your mother wondered.

“whatever. it makes this spaghetti tastes better.” your dad beamed.

you silently let out an exhale as you took a glance at sunghoon, mouthing “what.are.you.doing?”. your eyes then briefly fell on his huge arm which was still resting on your thigh. “get your hands off me.”

sunghoon smirked at your reaction, finding it endearing. “feisty.” he mouthed before taking the last bite of his spaghetti. you rolled your eyes, harshly smack his arm, causing him to wince as he rub it and his lips broke into a small smile later.

the interaction between the both of you were noticed by your parents, noting it as a friendly exchange.

his hand then slowly crawled up to your inner tight, a subtle smirk formed on his lips when he realised you’re wearing a skirt. good choice.

he softly caress your inner tight, then play with the hem of your panties which barely cover your core. your breath hitched when his long fingers pushed your panties aside, giving him access to rub your clit.

You whimpered softly, however the sound was drained out due to your parents immersive talking about their company. Your chest heaving up and down, your hand tightly gripped onto his thigh as he played with your wet folds and circling your clit sensually.

faint wet and squelch sounds can only be heard by the two of you. “h-hoon..” you whimpered as he began slipping his two fingers inside of you. he bit his lip due to how hot you looked–lips parted, your chest heaving heavily, your core dripping with arousal.

he wanted to take you on right then and there.

“fuck.” he murmured. you shut your eyes in pleasure as your head lowered, not wanting your parents to see the state you were in however sunghoon occasionally flashing smiles at you parents as if nothing happened. his hands surely work wonders, thrusting in and out of you.

he then turned to you, softly smiling as he fingers you while his thumb rapidly rubbing your clit, sending shockwaves to your whole body. “you like that?”

you nodded eagerly as you bucked your hips up for more friction. sunghoon can’t deny he was getting a hard on from watching you whimpering softly and squirming just from his fingers. he was eager to see how you looked like when he ruin you with his cock.

…..

“really? in front of my parents?” you coldly stated as you escorted him to the front door. (forcefully need to escort sunghoon)

“yeah. what about it? maybe they thought we’re getting along.”

“don’t do it ever again. you don’t want that perfect image of yours you created ruined before my parents, don’t you?”

“I thought you liked it when I did that to you.” He said gruffly, leaning closer. his tall figure looming over you.

you got flustered by his comment and looked away briefly. “it’s not appropriate for a tutor to do that to his students.”

“you’re saying that as if I’m not around your age.” he smirks as his finger tuck the hem of your skirt and smoothly pulled you close to him, your body bumping against his. You can clearly feel the bulge in his pants made the tent in his black slacks grew tighter.

“don’t pretend like you didn’t fantasise about me doing such lewd things to you.”

part 2? or nah? ;)

#enhypen #sunghoon #jake sim #jay enhypen #jungwon #enhypen heeseung #enhypen sunghoon smut #enhypen smut

[abrunettefangirlnerd]

If You Love Her

Prompt: You are dating Rafe after JJ cheated on you... but you're still a member of the pogues. A party and the boneyard makes tensions rise between everyone.

Rafe POV

Her head rests against Rafe’s chest as they soak up the last bit of the sun lounging on the Druthers. It has been a rare peaceful day and Rafe is thanking whatever higher power there is that she has become his saving grace. He just hates the way that it happened.

               (Y/N) is originally a pogue, but it never mattered to Rafe no matter how hard he tried to deny it. Rafe never picked on her, only her friends. She became close with Sarah after saving whatever the latest sea creature was at the time. So she had been over a few times before Sarah started dating John B. Though it was the moment she stopped hiding behind the boys and found her voice, that Rafe has never stopped listening. He has been in a trance ever since. Her fire is what drew him in, but it is (Y/N)’s heart that melted his core. The only problem, she was JJ Maybank’s girl. “Was” being the operative word.

               Rafe will never forget her tear stricken face, red eyes, and piercing sob from that night. It took everything in him to not beat that punk to a pulp. Thinking about it even now gets Rafe all riled up. He hates that she is still around JJ, she never left the group. Rafe understands they are her friends, but he doesn’t like it.

“Come on,” (Y/N) stirs, still half asleep. “You promised we would go to the party.”

“Right, the boneyard party. With the pogues.”

“Hey, I’m a pogue.” (Y/N) angles her face to look up at his with a teasing smile.

“You’re my pogue.” Rafe smiles and leans down to place a kiss on her forehead.

               Yeah she is his pogue and he wouldn’t want it any other way. Any other party he would be excited to go. He loves parties with his girl, dancing the night away and playing drinking games. Tonight will be exactly like that, except he will have to see Maybank. I wonder if him and Kie have made it official yet, Rafe wonders to himself.

Your POV

               The music can be heard from a mile away in Rafe’s truck. My arm wraps around his as his hand gently squeezes my thigh. I know he doesn’t want to be here. He is doing it for me and I love that he is willing to entertain me for a few hours. I won’t make him stay long. I want him to see that my friends can be cool, and I hope one day they can put away their bad blood and get along.

Years of pent-up anger at both groups has been baking as long as I can remember. If it wasn’t for becoming secret friends with Sarah years before she joined the group, I may have the same outlook on Rafe as the others. Can he be a jerk and annoying as hell? Yes, but he can be sweet and at times my friends can be no better. Things between the kooks and the pogues have been quiet lately, but I know Rafe has it for JJ. I can’t blame him, I did too before I accepted that JJ deciding to cheat had nothing to do with me and everything to do with him. If I could have wished for anything that if JJ had to cheat, I would have chosen for him to cheat with anyone else but Kie. It makes the tension in the group that much thicker.

“Relax,” I giggle. “We’ll make an appearance. Stay an hour, two tops. Then we can go off on our own.”

               Rafe doesn’t say anything but I can see a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. His thumb lightly brushes against my skin and I sense him starting to relax a bit. I just hope that tonight ends up being drama free.

               The truck is parked and Rafe is on my side opening the door. I learned early on that I am not allowed out of the truck unless he opens my door for me. Made that mistake and he wouldn’t move from his spot till I got back in so he could do it properly. I thought it was annoying and egotistical, but now I find it sweet. JJ never did that for me when we were dating.

               There are a lot of things that Rafe does that JJ never did. Aside from the whole cheating part, JJ was a fairly good boyfriend. He looked after me, was a good cuddler, made sure I had a good time. Being with Rafe though is so different. Sure he does look after me, kind of always has. We have the best time when together and I feel so safe in his arms. I’m not worried about a pretty blonde catching his eye. He is a complete gentleman making sure I am okay, respecting boundaries, going slow, being open. Something I did not expect is for him to communicate as well as he does. I guess once he knew I wasn’t going anywhere and that his feelings don’t scare me, he trusts me enough to talk about all the crap with his dad and if he is feeling insecure. He never freaks or overreacts when I have an issue with something.

“Hey boys!” I greet John B and Pope at the keg. I notice a small release of air leave Rafe’s chest at the realization JJ isn’t around yet.

“(Y/N) what up! I miss you at the chateau.” John B goes in for a hug and Rafe lets go of my waist to accommodate. The two shake hands after John B releases me. It is a simple gesture to an outsider, but with these two it means everything. John B is practically my brother and with him dating Sarah, and Rafe dating me, they both are trying to put in an effort.

“Here you two go.” Pope hands me and Rafe cups of beer that we gladly take.

A few drinks later, we depart for a dance near the fire. The music pulsates through my veins mixed with the alcohol and a nice buzz fills my senses. Rafe loops his arms around my waist and I pair mine around his neck. We sway to our own beat, not minding the people jumping around us. We are lost in our own world and we are the only two people who exist.

               Rafe’s eyes peer into mine as we rest our foreheads against each other. His lids close and I do the same, focusing on his hold on me. Warmth swarms over my body originating from his touch. I can’t wrap it around my head that I am with Rafe Cameron and that he can make me feel like I’m on top of the world. I only hope I can make him feel the same, that is often one of my insecurities. One that Rafe knows about and tries to assure me that I am more than enough for him.

“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.” Rafe whispers in my ear and places a kiss on the tip of my nose. I swear he can read my mind.

               Before I can say anything Rafe’s touch disappears from my body. I immediately open my eyes and find the back of a blonde standing between me and my boyfriend, JJ. The alcohol has me stumbling against the sand as I land against Rafe’s arm and he steadies me before putting my frame behind his. Always my protector.

               Rafe makes his stand but waits to see what JJ plans to do first. He knows that if he threw the first punch I would be mad. All I want is peace. Except I would not ask him to hold back if JJ started it first. He promised me, and so far he has kept his promise.

“You got the money, the job, and now the girl.” JJ’s words spread through the dry air, and people are beginning to take notice of a potential scuffle. Tears sting my eyes. Why is he making it sound like it is my fault I left him?

“Well Rafe if you plan on dating (Y/N) I want to fill you in on a few things.” JJ takes a step forward and I can feel Rafe’s muscles tense beneath my hands. JJ begins to speak but his gaze falls to me. “She always has trouble falling asleep, and she likes to cuddle while under the sheets.” JJ sends a wink my way and whistles from the accumulating audience fill the air. “She loves pop songs and dancing, and bad trash TV. There’s still a few other thin-“

“She loves love notes and babies,” Rafe interrupts. “And likes giving gifts. She has a hard time accepting a good complement. She loves her whole family and all of her friends… not that they deserve it.”

               I didn’t think it was possible for the air to get thicker than it has just now. JJ’s drunk eyes danced over me until Rafe unexpectedly interrupted. Both of our eyes cling to Rafe as he spoke but for two different reasons. My heart skips as Rafe reaches to grab my hand and gives it a light squeeze. I had no clue JJ was going to do something like this, but I am even more surprised at the fact Rafe has been paying attention this well. He continues to amaze me and all I want to do is kiss him.

“When she gives me her heart completely, I won’t break it like you did. (Y/N) is safe with me. I’ll stand by her side instead of sneaking off behind her back.” Rafe stares JJ down a few moments more before turning towards me.

His hands cup my cheeks and looks into my eyes silently asking if I’m okay. I nod to answer him and bring my hands up to rest against his wrists. Rafe places a soft but protective kiss against my forehead and whispers for us to go. Wrapping an arm around my shoulder, he pulls me in close and nods his head toward a stunned John B.

The walk to the car is silent. Rafe opens my door for me and waits for me to climb in before closing it. He quickly joins me in the driver’s seat but doesn’t start the car. Instead he turns towards me, he eyes furrowed as he contemplates what he is going to say.

“I’m sorry if I over stepped.” Rafe’s voice is a whisper. “I know you can handle yourself, but I couldn’t let him do that. Act like he still has claim over you, that he is the only one who can know you.”

“Hey, hey it’s okay. You did everything right.” I lean over and let my hand cup his cheek, bringing his gaze back to mine.

“I meant everything I said.” His beautiful orbs pierce mine. “I want you to know that. I’m in it for the long game. I love you (Y/N).”

               His voice cracks and I can tell how scared he is to say that last part. We’ve only been dating a month but we have known each other for years. Staying the night with Sarah has usually ended up with late night talks with Rafe after she fell asleep. We are the unlikely duo but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I trust you.” I say and my face heats up with my smile. “I love you, Rafe.”

               It takes a moment for the words to register in Rafe’s ears but once they do pure shock and adoration quickly take over his features. He leans in and gifts me with a soft but passionate kiss. All his love and vulnerability is wrapped in every movement he makes with me and I can already tell this is forever.

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could you write something with kisses before dinner where avery feels like she’s not your your steve’s favourite and she gets upset?

for you my love! dad!steve x pregnant!mom!you. 3.7k

Steve gives Bethie's hand a tug. "Come on, this way." 

Bethie follows without complaint, her rain boots smacking the sidewalk with each step. Steve keeps checking to make sure the umbrella's covering her, though there's little need for his worrying when she's wearing her rain mac, a scarf, and a super thick sweater under her coat.  

It's a very short walk to the door for Avery's classroom. She and the other first graders get called out one by one from a huge door that exits a cubby room. Steve stands where he always does, out of the way from most but close enough that Avery doesn't have to look far. 

Steve hadn't always wanted kids. When he was sixteen, he thought that having children might be the worst thing in the world, not because he'd ever been around any kids that weren't worth loving, but because they acted like a sort of glue, sticking you to another person. But he got older, and he realised he wanted to be stuck, and then he realised there isn't any glue to children, they can't serve as an adhesive that binds you to someone. You either love your partner or you don't (of course, it's a little more complicated than that) and children are usually separate. 

Steve met you. He loved you more than he ever loved another person. And then you had Avery, and Bethie, and Dove, and he somehow loved you more for it. It's immeasurable. 

Steve loves you, and he loves his kids most of all. You wouldn't be offended, you feel the same —kids are a different kind of love. 

It's why being out in the rain doesn't matter. Bethie's hand is warm where he covers it in his, and when she gives a little shiver he crouches down to rub her shoulders, knowing it doesn't help but wishing it did.

He's so excited to see Avery he can't describe it right, and it doesn't make any sense because he saw her seven hours ago at drop off when she kissed him goodbye and ran away to go play races with her friends. Since then, he's taken Bethie to her doctor’s check up, chased Dove around the house for a bath, put on a load of washing, made dinner preparations, done the dishes, all while acting as a willing serf for a moderately pregnant you on bed rest after a bout of high blood pressure. All of those anxieties and chores and exhaustions —he wouldn't have it any other way— and still he's geared up to see his oldest. 

Avery usually runs out of the door like she's on springs, but today she's only walking. Steve groans as he stands up properly, beckoning for Avery to come and stand under the umbrella as he calls, "Hey, Avey-bear, where's your water bottle?" 

She only has her lunch box. 

"I think it's lost forever," she says, looking up at him with wide eyes. 

He can't hug her with his hands full, but he gives her the best 'dad loves you' look that he can muster, his most adoring smile. "You think so? Don't worry, we'll fix it."

"It's not broken," she says. 

"I just mean that we'll find it or I'll buy you another one." Avery holds her hand up. "Take your sisters, baby.”

"I wanna be under the umbrella," she whines. 

Steve doesn't blame her. The rain is coming down heavier by the minute, and she doesn't have a nice sweater on like Beth. The weather wasn't as unpleasant this morning. 

"You can hold it if you don't stab me in the eye," he says. 

"Yes! Please please please," she says, accepting the umbrella he passes with a charmingly pleased smile. 

They walk through the playground, the winding path to the parking lot and between cars. Steve picks Bethie up and carries her from the parking lot onward, worried she'll pull away. Avery tells him about her day without prompting, the umbrella jabbing him in the hips and stomach occasionally. 

"We're making cards tomorrow for them, do you think the old people like cards?" she asks as they approach the car. 

"I think they'll love your card."

Steve unlocks the doors and pulls Avery's open first. He takes the umbrella from her and she climbs into her car seat with a load of thunking and huffing. Steve didn't think it through, there's the umbrella to shake dry, car seat straps to click, and his arms are still full of Beth, who's been her usual quiet self the entire time. 

"You okay, Beth?" he asks her. 

"I'm cold," she murmurs. 

Steve can't have that. He pushes the umbrella into the footwell by Avery's feet and water flecks the poor girl's jeans, but at least he has a hand free to click together her car seat strap. She lifts her head for a kiss and he doesn't recognise it until the door's shutting between them. 

He winces and rushes to Bethie's side. "Sorry, babe," he says when he opens the door, putting Beth in her seat with ease. Avery pouts at him. "I'll give you a kiss when we get home, I'm sorry, my head's not screwed on tight enough right now. I'm just rushing to get back to mom." 

Avery blows hair out of her face, annoyed. 

The drive home is nice and slow. Steve's cargo is too important to rush and risk hydroplaning. Bethie's asleep by the time they get home as he hoped she would be, and Avery is itching for the bathroom. He lets her out first and she sprints away before he can get a kiss. 

Steve scoops Bethie up and whacks his head on the car roof. He does it every single time he tries to get her out, and he stands there with the rain pounding his back, sucking air in through his teeth. "Sugar," he whispers.

He pulls Bethie securely to his chest, locks the car and climbs the short step into the house, head pounding. He's unsurprised and horrified to see you up in the kitchen making Avery a cup of juice, Dove propped on your baby bump like a perfectly sized seat. 

"Not okay," he says, hands covering Bethie's ears as he closes the front door behind him. "Go sit down now. I'm not kidding. Right now." 

"Steve–" 

"Y/N," he says, real annoyance in his voice. He doesn't like bossing you around, doesn't like being a jerk, but you can't mess with bed rest, not so far along. It's not even the baby he's thinking about, it's you. "Go lay down, please." 

You smile guiltily. "I'm feeling better." 

Avery looks like she's the one who's had the telling off when you leave. She sips from her juice cup and won't meet his eyes, her sleeves dark with water. She has a bad habit of not rolling them up when she washes her hands, and Steve always sighs when he sees it. 

Your home is oddly shaped. When you first walk in, you can see up the stairs to the right, and you can see straight down the hall to the kitchen, and you can also see into the living room to the left. The living room leads into the kitchen, too, which means there's double the baby gates. 

Steve puts Bethie down on the big bean bag by the windows and finds you laying down on the L-shaped couch, Dove content where she sits by your hip. Your hands play with the thin blonde wisps of hair at her neck. The longer it grows the darker it becomes. 

"Sorry for worrying you," you say, not looking at him. "I really do feel better." 

"I'm glad you do, but you know it's not one of those things that works on feelings," Steve says. He rubs his forehead, and then he drops his hand against his thigh in defeat. "Sorry for being snappy. You freaked me out." 

"I have to get up sometimes. To pee and stuff," you say. "Will you get Ave her juice? She wants Mapap." 

"What? For what?" he asks. 

Dove turns in her seat to look at Steve like she's surprised he's here. Then, in a startling turn of events, she babbles happily. "Daddy," she says, holding up her hands. "Home." 

"I'm home," he agrees sweetly. 

"Daddy," she says again. 

Dove loves Steve, but she's always had a preference for her mom. When you're working, Dove is more than happy to spend her days in Steve's arms, in his lap, some days she's stuck to him like a leech, but you walk through the door and she's immediately team Mom. It makes sense, she must miss you while you're away. For the first time in a while, Dove's had to miss Steve instead. 

He picks her up with a huge beaming smile and kisses her cheek, still chubby with baby fat. "You're happy to see me?" he asks against her skin. 

"I think she has a tummy ache." 

"Dove?" Steve asks, folding a curl behind Dove's ear. 

"Avery." You grimace. "Are you sure I can't stand up? I feel fine." 

"Don't get up." Steve gives Dove another kiss and says to her, "I love you, I'll be right back. Please still love me." 

Dove curls into your chest when Steve puts her down in a way that says she certainly won't still love him when he returns, but she enjoyed the hug. 

Steve almost trips in the doorway to the kitchen over a teddy bear. Avery eyes him reproachfully, her glass of juice a quarter filled. 

"Mommy says you have a tummy ache. Let's get you some medicine, yeah?" Steve asks.

"It's okay." 

"It stopped hurting?" 

"No," Avery says, frowning. She looks to be on the sudden verge of tears as kids tend to be.

Steve attempts to rescue her. "Okay, baby. Come here," he says, holding out his arms. Avery puts her glass on the counter and walks into his arms, a sad sound squeezed from her as he carries her to the kitchen table. He sits her on a table mat, ducking to be the same height as her eyes, his hands finding a gentle home on her small shoulders. "What's the situation, honey? What kind of pain is it?" 

"It feels weird," she says quietly. 

"Throw up weird?" he asks, the most important port of call. 

"No."

"You sure?" he asks.

Avery shakes her head. Steve doesn't think she'll throw up, but she looks so unhappy that he frowns at her, rubbing the nape of her neck. "What's the pain feel like?"

"Just hurts."

"Okay. I'll get you some Mapap, honey. What would make you feel better? A cuddle?" He leans forward to whisper, "Are you feeling gassy? Maybe you need a burp." 

"No, dad," she says. She must be feeling awful, she doesn't laugh. Burps are always funny.

Steve grabs the Mapap from the fringe and tips it onto a spoon. "Here," he murmurs, passing her the last of her juice so she's ready to chase the odd taste of her medicine away. 

Avery hesitates to open her mouth. 

She has the same eyes as Steve, and right now they're filled with a look hasn't seen in his own for years. He's not sure what to make of it. She doesn't look sick, she looks sad, really sad, driving Steve to a new kind of panic. 

"I'll take some with you," he says. 

"Really?" she asks. 

It's kids Mapap —he could drink the bottle and still have a backache afterward. "Yeah, really really. You want me to go first or second?" 

She deliberates. "First." 

Steve lifts the spoon of medicine to his nose. He knows he should pretend it's delicious, no big deal, but he sniffs it suspiciously, touching the tip of his tongue to it and wincing dramatically at the taste. 

"I get a hug after this, right?" he asks. 

Avery laughs. "Yeah, dad." 

He raises his brows, as if to say, Well, in that case, and takes the medicine. It's a fake strawberry flavour and disgusting but he pretends it's only sort of bad. 

Avery offers him her cup of juice as soon as he takes the spoon out. She's lovely. 

Steve makes another cup of juice and another spoon of medicine. Avery takes it without any hesitation, going as far as to say, "It's not that bad." 

Steve's thankful for the reprieve. He really hadn't been liking the way Avery looked like she was feeling. He scoops her up as though she weighs nothing (she grows like a bamboo shoot every summer, but Steve is strong) and carries her to the living room, where you're half asleep now and Dove's definitely not, her short fingers petting your neck. 

"She's sleeping," Dove tells Steve factually as he sits. 

Avery leans against Steve's chest. 

"I'm not sleeping," you mumble, "just my Dove is being so nice to me." 

"Well, not to make anyone jealous or anything, but Avery promised me a prime time kiss. Like, a huge one." 

"No I didn't," Avery says, confused.

"Yes you did, don't be a meanie. I meant to give you one in the car, 'member?" 

"Oh," Avery says, "right." 

Steve gets his kisses and a great big cuddle, hugging his eldest baby as close as he can. The TV plays one of Dove's favourite movies and you fall asleep, snoring and drooling at once, dribbling from the corner of your mouth. It seeps into the cushion you've underneath you. Dove laughs and points it out to Steve and Avery. Avery's a sweetheart, so she wipes your drool away and pushes a fingertip into your lips until you close your mouth. 

Dove climbs off of you and wanders over to Bethie. "Leave her alone, Dove," Steve warns. 

Dove gives him a, Who, me? look and climbs onto the bean bag, to Steve's annoyance. Luckily, Dove's feeling nice, and she doesn't wake her sister. She lays down beside her and loosely holds her hand, and after half an hour, everyone's asleep besides Steve and Avery. 

He can't help looking at you constantly, worried you're gonna get sick and he won't notice. He's worrying the same thing about Ave.

He's too obvious. 

"Is mom okay?" Avery asks. 

"Mom's okay. Are you worrying?" he asks. 

"You're worrying," Avery says. 

"I know mom's gonna be okay, I can promise you she's fine," he says. "But it's like you. You're not feeling very well and it makes me worry, but I know you'll be okay." 

Avery doesn't say anything, rubbing her nose against his collar. 

"Do you believe me?" he asks. 

"About what?"

"About everything, I guess." 

"Yeah," she says. Steve gives her shoulder a little pat.

"Okay, good. Mom is fine, and baby's fine, and we'll all be okay as long as she rests up. And your tummy stops hurting, duh." 

Avery isn't cheered up by his doting, sweet tones. She stays flat as a pancake on his chest and doesn't move an inch for a while. Steve waits. He knows Avery like the back of his hand. She has something she wants to say, or tell him, or ask. 

"Dad?" she whispers. 

"Yeah?" 

"Is it okay to be nobody's favourite?" 

"What?" 

Avery hides her face. 

Steve encourages her back out again, gently carding through her hair. "What do you mean?" he asks.

Her bottom lip trembles. "Dove is mommy's favourite, and your favourite is Beth, so who's favourite am I?" she asks. 

"You're my favourite," he says on automatic.

"But you can only have one," she says, glaring at him. 

"That's not how this works, you're my girls. You're my daughters. You're all my favourites." 

"You love Bethie most." 

Steve wants to say, Of course I don't, how could you think that? He wants to say, Avery, don't be silly. He wants to say, That's not true, because it genuinely isn't.

"I'm so sorry," he says instead. 

Avery sniffs. "Why?" 

"Ave, I'm so sorry. That's not what you're supposed to think, I– honey, why do you think I love Bethie most?" he asks. "It's not true, I adore your sister, but I love you the same. I love you so much it made my heart actually get bigger," Steve says, rushing to explain it, wanting there to be no doubt. "When you were born, it was the best day of my life. The best day of my life." 

"You and Beth are always snuggling," Avery says. Steve has to strain to hear her.

"Your sister loves hugs, and I love giving them to her," he agrees. "Do you wish we hugged more often?" 

She nods. He nods back. 

"Then we will. I promise." 

"I want to be your favourite," she says. 

"Avery," he sighs. "You are. It's hard to explain it, but I love you and Bethie and Dove and even the baby all the same." 

Avery starts crying. Steve had known it was going to happen, and it still feels like a whack to the chest, flat-palmed. 

"Is this why your tummy hurts?" he asks quietly. 

"I want to be your favourite," she says again, cheeks shining with tears. "I want to be mom's favourite, it's not fair."

"You're my favourite singer," he says. 

Avery frowns.

"You're my favourite singer. You're my favourite at putting her socks on. You're my favourite pancake maker, my favourite–" 

"It's not the same," Avery says.

Steve takes her hands in his. "Yes it is! You're my favourite girl just like your sisters, but if that's not good enough, you're my favourite at so much other stuff, Ave. You have my favourite smile, and do my favourite dances. I'm really sorry you think you're no one's favourite," he says, aching. "I promise you, me and your mom love you so much it's weird." 

"You promise?" she checks. 

"I promise. Cross my heart." 

Avery sniffles. Steve wipes her warm cheeks with the side of his hand, tucking her hair behind her ears. She's his mirror. If there's one thing Steve wanted, it was that she would never feel how he felt growing up. 

"I can make it up to you, sweetheart, you tell me what it is that makes you upset and I can fix it. Will you tell me, please?" 

Avery tells him in little fits and starts. It's nothing done maliciously, ever, but he can heartbreakingly see why Avery might have stacked all of these things together and started wondering what's wrong. Bethie gets super tired in the early evenings, and when she's tired she clings, hoarding Steve's affection for herself; Dove's young enough to be a handful, hoarding yours. There's the missed kiss in the car after school, and a hug that didn't include her at breakfast. A few days ago, you said to Dove, "Mom needs a kiss from her favourite girl." You had no idea Avery was awake, and you didn't mean it with even a drop of cruelty, but it doesn't matter. Avery took it to heart, and she's been upsetting herself with it ever since. 

"Do you want to talk to mom?" he asks her, stroking her cheek with his knuckle. 

"I don't know…" 

"I can talk to her for you, if you want to. Or we can talk to her together. She'll be really sorry, honey, I promise. You know mommy doesn't have a mean bone in her body." 

You wake up not too long after that, dragging yourself into a sluggish sleeping position, hand on your bump. "Woah, she's kicking me." 

You look up to them with a huge smile, evidently excited to show them, hand already in the hem of your shirt and pulling up, but you notice their matching frowns and say, "What's wrong?" 

Steve explains. Avery looks at your bump rather than your face as he does, barely reacting to his hand stroking her hair back. 

"Oh," you say, pouting gently, eyebrows pinching together, "Avery, I didn't mean it like that. I didn't mean she's my only favourite, that's not–" You hold your hand out for her. "Sorry, baby. I've really upset you, haven't I?"

Avery squeezes her eyes closed and nods. 

"I bet that was really sad, thinking you weren't our favourite girl," you murmur, voice imbued with apology, sympathy, and an overflowing measure of love. 

"It's okay," Avery says.

"It wasn't just your fault," Steve says to you. "It was me too." 

"Can I come and lie on you?" Avery asks.

Your eyes light with relief. "Yes, yeah. Don't kick my tummy, okay?" You pull Avery onto your front. She's cautious not to dig a knee into your bump but otherwise collapses boneless into your arms. 

Parents make literally hundreds and thousands of mistakes just like kids do. Steve knows he hadn't meant to hurt Avery, but he did, and he feels overwhelmingly depressed about it. Being a dad is the only thing he's ever been good at. This is his biggest screw up to date.

You have your eyes closed, your face against Avery's pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. Blindly, you squeeze Steve's arm.

"I love you so much, Avery," you say. "Thanks for telling us how you're feeling. You're always brave."

"I'm not," Avery says. All the love and affection is finally getting to her. She sounds bashfully pleased rather than sad now, hugging your neck extra tight. 

"You are!" You pull Steve toward you. "Dad knows. Isn't she just the best in the world?" 

Steve covers her back with his arm. The youngest both snore unawares on the big bean bag, the TV flickering with the static at the end of the movie. He should've started dinner an hour ago, but he doesn't feel hungry.

"You're the nicest, strongest, kindest girl I've ever met," Steve says. He's laying it on thick, and every word is true. 

"What about me?" you joke. 

"You're fine."

"Dad!" Avery laughs, turning her head to smile at him reproachfully. "You can't say that, tell the truth!" 

"You're joint first best," he corrects. He covers his mouth with his hand, whispering to Avery, "But you're the very very best, Ave." 

Her eyes go soft, straight lashes kissing in the outer corners as she smiles. "Thanks, dad."

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Hangover 1

Warnings: dubcon, noncon, other possible triggers. Proceed with caution.

Note: can't stop, won't stop. Please leave any and all feedback! 💚💚💚💚💚💚

Part of The Club AU

“Boris, I need that big breakfast,” you call through the window.

“Yeah, yeah,” the cook gristles back as he clinks a plate onto the metal, “you don't wait.”

“It's been twenty minutes,” you rebuff as you take the hot dish and veer around Monica at the counter.

You come around and carry it over to the only customer at a table. The officer came in looking underslept and worse for wear. A bruise is faded to yellow under his eyes and his stubble is just shorter than an actual beard.

“Here you are, honey,” you put on your customer service voice, “more coffee?”

“Yeah,” he puts his phone face down and unwraps the cutlery.

You go to the machine and grab a pot. You return and fill his cup as he jabs at the scrambled eggs.

“There ya go, honey, anything else I can do for you?”

“Yeah, stop calling me honey,” he snarls.

“Oh, sorry… sir.”

You back away and retreat back to the counter, offering more top ups as you burn with embarrassment. You suppose you can come on strong when you're looking for tips. Besides, you can't blame him for being grumpy. He seems to have a good reason for it.

You put on a fresh pot as you replace the urn on the burner. You dip behind the counter as Monica brings Vi her tea and egg whites. The old lady is one of the mainstays of the place.

“So,” Monica turns her back to the customers and lowers her voice, “how's Will?”

“I think he's liking college… must be having fun since I never hear from him,” you shrug, “only asks when he can come get his laundry done.”

“Typical, I'm not looking forward to Brandon being that age.”

“Yes, enjoy them while they're young and sweet,” you cluck.

“Waitress!” The cop booms from his table.

“Chipper guy,” Monica mutters under her breath as you turn on your heel.

You go back to the table. You notice the wrinkles in his uniform, the buttons aren't lined up properly either. He has his hand on his forehead. He leans over his plate as his shoulders tense and you see his boy racking.

Oh god, no! You've seen this before. Will would get like this when he brought home the flu.

“Oh no, just…”

You put your hand on his back and urge him over the plate as he pukes. You smell the alcohol then. You rub between his shoulder blades as he retches, not bringing up much more than the few bites he took.

“I'll get ya something,” you pull the towel from your apron and offer him that.

You try not to wrinkle your nose as you pick up his plate and carry it behind the counter. You dump it in the bin as Monica lets out a blech. You agree but you don't want to bring too much attention to the situation.

You go into the kitchen and wash your hands. You find a bucket and bring it out to the cop. He's bent over the table, head on his arms.

“Hon– sir,” you put the bucket on the table, “you want some water?”

He doesn't react. You go and get water for him, setting it by his elbow. He breathes heavily but doesn't move.

“You gonna be sick again?”

“No,” he grumbles, “I'm fine.”

You open your mouth but think better of it. You almost wonder if he's actually a cop. Maybe you should call the real ones.

You leave him and go to hide behind the counter. You have enough to worry about between tuition and your mortgage.

“Guy's a mess,” Monica whispers.

“Just a bit,” you agree.

“It's not even noon…”

“Shhhh, he's having a rough one,” you say, “he'll go eventually.”

“As long as he pays his bill,” she tuts.

“Yeah, let's hope,” you frown and peek over your shoulder. So much for a decent tip.

🍽

The cop leaves about an hour after he got there. You forget quickly with the lunch rush. You spend your last few hours running yourself ragged.

You exchange your apron for your coat and leave through the side door. As you come into the alley, you notice the cruiser parked beside the dumpsters. You sidle by, stopping as you see the figure strewn over the back seat.

It's the same cop that was in the diner. You're content to keep going but your shoe hits a shape that jingles. You look down, a set of keys that can be for nothing other than the car in front of you. Those doors only open from the outside… wow. You won't call the guy a disaster, you can't exactly say you're any better.

You bend and pick up the keys. You unlock the door and open it, the edge hitting the dumpster. You don't know what to do so you just grab the cops ankle and shake his leg.

“Sir,” you raise your voice.

He throws his arm off his head and props himself up on his elbow, “what?”

“Um, you dropped these,” you place the keys by his shoe. “Sorry.”

He grunts but doesn't respond. You back up, leaving the door open. He slowly slides to the edge of the seat and hands his legs out of the car, bracing the door as he wipes the sleep from his eyes.

“Was sleepin’ good,” he growls.

“I… I was just checking on you… are you okay?”

“Does it matter?” He pulls himself up, snatching up the keys and slamming the back door. “Doing just fucking fine.”

“Alright, I wasn't…” you show your palms defensively, “have a good day officer.”

“Thanks, waitress,” he scoffs.

You bite down on his tone. It's not the first time you've been spoken to like that. In your line of work, it's all too common, and as you get more years under you, it's just how it is.

You turn and head towards the street. The engine rolls over behind you and as you near the end, you hear the tires crunching on pebbles. You barely manage to move out of the way as the officer steers into the street. You just stand back and watch him veer off. As bad as your day might be, his seems worse.

#johnny storm #dark johnny storm #dark!johnny storm #johnny storm x reader #drabble #au #series #the club #fantastic four #hangover

[randomshyperson]

Wanda Maximoff x Reader - Pure Heroine Series Part Three - Buzzcut Season

Summary: You and Wanda have been friends for years, but now, you're grown up. Nothing stays as it was. | Album Inspired series "Pure Heroine" by Lorde.

Warnings: Mutual Pining, friends to lovers, fluff, some typical trope angst, high school to college, making out, drinking, substance abuse, fighting, implied compulsory heterosexuality | Words: 1.024k

General Masterlist | AO3 | Wattpad | Pure Heroine Collection |

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The road was silent. Not the comfortable kind like the hundreds of road trips before it, when you and Wanda were kids and fell asleep in the back seat after playing on the beach all day. No, it was the kind of tense silence, almost enough to make Wanda want to get out of the car and walk all the way across the state.

You sighed softly in the seat, and Wanda gripped the steering wheel, expecting an argument to break out. Instead, more silence came. She risked a quick glance in the rearview mirror and felt her shoulders relax as she realized that you had fallen asleep.

Nobody stays angry after a good nap, her mother used to say. 

So Wanda remained quiet, the whole way back to campus she spent rehashing everything that had gone wrong the previous morning, and her guilt about the whole thing didn't let up. It was she who gradually turned all the excitement of a weekend at the beach with her best friend into anger and frustration after a whole semester of not being able to breathe properly outside of assignments and exams. 

She was the one who started acting strange from the moment you mentioned the girl who asked for your number in calculus class, who left you alone with the drinks when the bar attendant flirted with you, and who disappeared for a long moment after girls in bikinis tried to get your Instagram back at the sand. 

Wanda couldn't explain her peaks of jealousy without exposing her true feelings, and Saturday ended like your patience without an explanation.

Now you were distant and hurt, and she was considering getting out of the car.

When you woke up, the university was already in sight. Wanda didn't blame you for staying quiet when you parked, or for not trying to start any conversation on the way to the dorm, backpacks slung over your shoulders.

Wanda needed a long shower, to relax her muscles and clean the sand properly. But you threw yourself on the bed when the backpack hit the floor, and the figure with a face sunk into the mattress made her close the door to the dormitory you two had shared for the last six months and counting.

"Can we talk?" Wanda risked and waited until the silence turned into a sad laugh.

You turned your face on the bed but didn't adjust your body towards her, remaining lying down. "Are we going to talk, or are you going to shout at me again?"

“I didn't shout…”

It makes you sit up with indignation. "Yes, you did." You interrupted her, your expression serious and hurt. Wanda almost shuddered, she didn't know how to handle this look on you. When did you two ever have a serious fight in all those years of friendship? She honestly couldn't remember. "Not just today, by the way. Last week, with Darcy and Monica, you practically insulted me out of the game. I thought you were being a sore loser, and I let it slide, but now... damn it, this has been going on for a long time, Wanda." You snap. "I don't know what's going on with you. You don't seem to want to be around me anymore. I don't..." You sigh, and Wanda swallows dryly, taking a step forward.

"It's not like that." She mutters, not meeting your gaze, and you sniffle slightly, standing up.

"This is about the dorm, isn't it?" You ask, not giving her time to understand what you mean. "It happened to Steve too, when he and Bucky started sharing a room. It's just, a lot. It's different when you live with your friend, with all the other person's quirks and differences... I understand if you're tired of me. I could ask for a switch."

Wanda immediately shakes her head, confusion turning to indignation. "What the fuck are you talking about? I don't want you to move out."

But you chuckle sadly, wiping a hand across your face. "I honestly don't know what you want any more, Wanda." You retort, upset. "You're distant and mean. You can't seem to stand being around me most of the time, only to climb into my bed at night wanting to cuddle. Then you ignore me the next day. I just... It's exhausting. If you want to tell me to fuck off, give you more space, just do it. Stop this rollercoaster. It hurts me."

Wanda considers your words, unable to detach herself from the truth behind them. The way she has been treating you, and hurting you almost on purpose. That's how selfish she could be - the lack of reciprocity hurt her, and if Wanda couldn't make you feel the same, at least she could hurt you too.

And acknowledging that to herself made her sick.

You sighed at her silence and approached only to go around her and open the door. With your hand still on the doorknob, you looked at her from the shoulder.

"Tell me what you want when you're ready, Wanda." You asked gently. "We're not like Bucky and Steve. We'll make it work. We always do."

Wanda turned around, but you had already left the room.

She'd like to say that she ran after you. Or at least called. That she found you the next day, apologized and you talked for hours in your favorite place.

But she did the opposite of all that.

Wanda called people, but people who didn't get along with you. She got new clothes, new friends, new drugs. She learned how to really party, the kind that puts out anything she wants with alcohol, for as many hours as her body can take.

And every time you tried to reach her, she pushed you away until you got tired of trying.

Her father called her, wanting to find out why she was missing family lunches. He also asked about you.

Wanda lied that everything was fine and stopped answering her phone.

And every time her brain insisted on thinking about you, she found someone to drag the memory away. 

Soon, you also stopped viewing her posts.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel imagines #pure heroine series

[emojellyace08]

"Lookism Men x Reader (When you're sick/not feeling well PART 1) J-High Main Boys"

Warnings: getting sick, over fatigue, colds/fever, passing out, overall not feeling well Genre: fluff ☁️Reader is gender neutral (and in an established relationship with the character of choice :)

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Daniel Park (Park Hyung Seok)

It's super obvious that he'll get super worried about you. As you boyfriend, he needs to take care of you all the time and make sure you're doing well (not like he babies you too much but he still loves you y'know).

What's the reason why you got a cold? Well you and Daniel were dancing in the rain and you forgot to shower later on because you're too tired (dumb reason I know but still...).

He'll be super guilty on why he let you get soaked in rain water in the first place while he didn't have caught one (it's because of his strong immune system gimme some of your durability Danny). Daniel will also scold you for being careless, though he wouldn't go to far to scream at your face since you're already miserable in your state. He doesn't want you to also feel mentally unwell. "I told you to go shower when you got home Y/N". he flicked your forehead as you pouted at the raven-haired boy, him almost giving you a glare for being naïve again. "But I forgot to 'cause I was so tired." you protested as you tried to justify your stupidity making him sighs at your statement. "Well, don't forget about it next time. You're making me worried". He advised again as he placed his palm to check your temperature, you can see the distress on his face obviously him being concerned about your health. Though you're not feeling well, you smiled at Danny knowing that no matter how stubborn you are, he's always there to take care of you. "Wow, I didn't know that you actually cared for me". you teased as he chuckled at your joke, finally seeing a smile form on his lips. "Of course you're my partner dummy. You really are a goofball even when you get sick". he ruffled your hair as you laughed along with him despite your throat already feeling sore. "Well, nobody can stop my goofiness even if its a cold I guess".

Expect Daniel to take care of you most of the time. Considering how he's used to living alone and being independent most of the times, he'll cook ramen (or what ever food you want as long as it's healthy) and check on you. He'll also ask for his mom about effective medicines for him to buy on the pharmacy and he'll also make you warm tea or soup so you get better soon (I love this man so much don't blame me). And he'll also give you massages if you asked him! He used to take care of his mom after her work and especially when she's tired so he's really good at it :). He'll also give you advice on how to take care of yourself because at times he's usually either studying or getting involve with criminal and gang drama which can be disappointing on your part. But you know that despite him being your partner, you still need to properly take care of your physical and mental well being.

He'll also insist to sleep on a futon while you rest on the bed since he's used to sleep on the floor. He wants you to get more comfortable while you recharge your energy and he'll definitely scold you again if you protested lmao. Also expect him to clean and sanitize the place after you got better (he also doesn't want to fell ill so...)

Zack Lee (Lee Jin Sung)

He's the definition of a protective and caring boyfriend. He'll panic 24/7 if you got sick. He hates seeing you feeling unwell.

I headcannon that Zack secretly likes being pampered and being taken care of by his someone. Like when we see Mira feeding him when he had a arm injury. So it can be a disadvantage in your relationship if you're the one who needs it. (not like he completely sucks at it).

But doesn't mean that Zack won't try providing your needs. He wants to be supportive and be the best boyfriend especially when you're not in your best condition. He'll definitely ask help on Mira and even Jace when you started showing signs of being sick. "Mira, Y/N's having a headache what should I do?" he bashfully asked while he scratched his hair out of worry and nervousness. "Oh, Let her/him sit and give her/him water since standing can be a dangerous when you're feeling dizzy!" He'll definitely take you to the nearest clinic possible even if your head just aches a lot or if you're feeling a bit dizzy.

He'll also willing to give you a massage if your body hurts so much and if you consent to it. "Does your shoulders hurt?" he'll ask in concern as your face scrunch because of your muscles feeling sore. "No, I'm fine Zack don't worry." you lied to him while giving him a forced smile as he sighed knowing that you're trying to act okay. He knows you don't want to be a burden to him even if it's far from the truth. "Please, let me help you?" he pleaded as you sighed back knowing that you can't do anything with your boyfriend whose trying to help you. "Okay. if you say so". Surprisingly, Zack is also good at giving massages so trust him about it.

And if you catch a cold, he'll also scold you, his voice will have a bit higher-pitch on it with a mix of concern (it's a bit funny if you asked me especially when his voice cracks along with the lines lmao). "Y/N! I TOLD YOU TO CHANGE YOUR CLOTHES AFTER YOU EXERCISE! NOW YOU CAUGHT A COLD!" "S-sorry, next time I will." And he won't let you eat your junk food when you're sick lmao. Then he'll apologize for almost screaming at your face but you know that he's just being worried about your health. He's not the best at cooking and cleaning but he'll order pot lock food and your prescribed medicine for you especially hot and fresh soup so that your cold will be gone soon :). He'll also buy you lots of vitamins so your immune system will get better.

Vasco (Lee Eun Tae)

Like Zack, he'll definitely in a state of shock about you getting sick. His mind will travel into different dimensions because of you acting so off today. "Did I do something wrong? Is Y/N angry at me? Did I pushed her/him so much on our daily exercise?".

Considering how a bit dumb Vasco is, he doesn't know what to do when you get sick even worse if you passed out lol. But don't blame him, he's definitely trying his best! (He'll be the type to cry when you're blacked out since he thought your heart stopped beating and y'know 💀😭🤚) "Y/N LOVE! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! REMEMBER WE'LL ADOPT BABY PUPPIES FOR OUR 1st ANNIVERSARY!" Your boyfriend panicked as he catches you on his muscular body preventing you falling on the floor. "Vasco, let's just take her/him on the school clinic she/he probably just passed out". Jace replied back as he's also in a state of panic and he tries to make Vasco calm down. "Oh yeah, Jace let's take her/him there!".

He'll also cry his balls out once you woke up on your sleep. Considering how strong this man is, he'll unconsciously crush your body as he hugs you on your bed. "Y/N! You're finally awake! I was so worried about you!" your boyfriend cried as he hugs you, forgetting that your body feels so numb and tired as you tried to wiggle out of his literally breathtaking embrace on the hospital bed . "E-Euntae, y-you're crushing me..." "Oh sorry!".

His mind will also malfunction like a computer crashing as the doctor explains to him how to take good care of you, what you should eat and what's bad for you. Good thing Jace will help Vasco out and handle your prescriptions since his friend can be confused in buying medicine and he might probably buy the wrong pills lmao. He will also ask for the help of other Burn Knuckles members to take charges in monitoring your condition if they're alright with it and when they are free. But Jace might consider wearing a facemask too to prevent the risk of getting sick too along with his crewmates and Vasco incase you have a cold or cough.

Vasco's not really good at giving massages since his strength will probably crush your shoulders off lol. But since he's so gentle at touching you like a fragile glass, he'll probably do the job done. He's not also good at cooking. But he'll definitely buy those salmon soup dishes for you or something hot and warm for you like tea if you're allergic to fish and seafood. He's doing his best so please appreciate it and be patient about him.

Jay Hong (Hong Jae Yol)

Jay will dedicate his time and life for you 24/7. He might even be your personal nurse if you asked me.

He'll also be worried and you can see that frown on his face when he notices you having a cough or cold, when you're feeling dizzy or when your body sores so much. But after for a few minutes, he'll compose himself so that he can take good care of you.

If you're injured, he'll definitely have reserved band aids and ointment on his Gucci bag so it won't be a different when you need cough syrups and cough menthols. He'll also lend you his alcohol/sanitizers and facemasks (he's always ready for disaster unlike the other 3 lmao). Though he still can't help but to be deeply concerned about you even when he's in school and he mostly notices if you're absent or not. So he'll let you rest even when you're working on something important or when you're studying and doing your homework he'll do it for you instead if you don't mind (I swear this man is a people pleaser😭).

He's not a professional cook since his servants/maids do the household chores but he's also a decent one since he does not rely on them too much which is a great advantage. If you live in the same apartment, he'll make food for you like soup and bread which actually taste good (and it's made with expensive shit/ingredients so better gobble it up don't waste his money lol). He'll also give you lots of good massages. It's gentle, relaxing but has that force to kill that stinging pain on your body. And he'll also lock all the cabinets and pantry where you hid your unhealthy sweets and snack lol.

And if Jay's busy he'll let his assistant (even Daniel) to look after you. And expect him to buy your medication and a healthy food for you the time he comes back home with that cute smile on his face :).

Also expect him to sanitize the place once you get better lol. And he'll even cuddle with you after you got well &lt;3.

Part 2 will be Hudson, Eli, Warren and Johan :)

#lookism x reader #lookism x y/n #lookism x you #daniel park x reader #jay hong x reader #zack lee x reader #lookism fic #vasco x reader #euntae lee x reader #park hyungseok x reader #hong jaeyeol x

[vorrentis]

M Reader x Jihyo - To A New Life~ (Part 1)

Pack your bags everyone because we're going to Jeju Island!!

Hopefully I did the sights we visited well enough and if not, please correct me.

So a quick AN about this chapter.

This will contain three smuts.

They won't be as long as previous smuts, more like the length of tease smuts, but this story will be going half on smuts/story so the lengths of smuts have been shorten for this one, but hopefully it's serviceable enough.

ENJOY!!

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"And here we are, Lotte Hotel Jeju."

It was twenty-four minutes later from the airport when a cab slowly drew alongside the curb and came to a stop, causing its riders to be giddy, both of whom had been staring out on one side of the car's window in jovial speechlessness, one with their hands squeezed on the seat and the one close to the window on the glass.

"This is it," one stated while the other nodded.

"This is it," the second person responded, glancing out the window again, the scene registering properly with them as the first passenger looked at the second with understanding dawning in her eyes, quickly followed by delight and excitement.

The cab came to a complete stop and the first passenger left the car the second stayed to pay the driver plus tip as they thanked one another and the second joined the first and went to get the luggage from the back.

The first stretched their arms and legs, feeling the perfect warm weather invade her body as they turned to see their companion joining them with two pieces of luggage in each hand.

"Ready?" They asked as the first took the handle of their luggage and nodded as they stepped through the glass, revolving doors and into the foyer of the hotel, the first person felt strange and couldn't help but stare around at the hotel staff walking around as well as the guests themselves and two elevators, with people waiting to get on and get off.

After being so long in their work life, they would have been surrounded by bodyguards and fans alike.

You could say that person was pretty popular.

But for now, it was chatter from the people inside, minding their own business as they looked ahead to the check-in counter.

"Wow," the person murmured to themself, this was probably going to be the very best experience they would have. 

"So far so good," their companion stated as the first one nodded.

Upon reaching the counter...

"Good afternoon," the lady gave a head nod, "checking in?"

"Yes, but we were told that we had to talk to Ms. Nari before doing so?" the second person stated while the lady gave a quizzical look at first, but took a look right at the first person whose behind sunglasses and a mask.

Putting two and two together, she figured it was the VIP they were waiting for.

"May I see ID for confirmation," she asked as the pair each pulled their wallets out and showed their IDs.

(LN) (YN) 

Park Jihyo

Yup.

The lady gave another look at the known worldwide ex-leader of Twice, Park Jihyo in front of her and standing next to her, the lady turned and while not as famous, was her new husband, (LN) (YN).

"O-oh my, uh, give me a moment to get my supervisor." She pointed behind her and you and Jihyo nodded while she went off.

"Hehe, reactions like that are pretty funny," you said as Jihyo nodded, "well guess you were right," you said as Jihyo turned to you, "not one camera around," you noted as Jihyo smiled under her mask.

"See, I told you~ you were worried for nothing (YN), but I don't blame you, paparazzi somehow knows everything at some points," Jihyo stated, "but seems good so far. Remember what we talked about, even if word gets out, let's not let it ruin our week."

"Yeah, sorry, I want this week to be perfect,"

"No more than I as well (YN), but don't be sorry, got it?"

You nodded and rose an arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer to you as Jihyo smiled at the feeling of your comfort.

A week ago, a beautiful June day, had been their wedding day, and the beginning of their new life as husband and wife.

It had been gorgeous and passionate, filled with family and friends and very many well wishes.

And Jihyo had mostly managed not to cry for the entire wedding.

Mostly.

They'd had a beautiful ceremony, and a wonderful reception, and attended several afterparties in their honor that lasted late into the night.

This morning, they'd hopped on a plane to their destination, picked up their rental car, and headed for their suite.

The time leading up to their wedding had been exciting and stressful.

It was tricky as Jihyo wanted this to be as perfect as she needed it and while you weren't one to be all 'perfect' yourself, you went along and aided Jihyo to the best that you can, even though Jihyo was the one to plan every small detail and both of them had agreed they wanted to get married where they had met, where they had fallen in love, and where their story had started.

And she loved almost every moment of their wedding day.

But lurking in the back of her mind the whole time was the thought that starting a week from that day, they'd have a week together for their honeymoon.

Seven days alone, with no disturbance, no jobs, and no anything except each other.

The entire plane ride, Jihyo had been riddled with anticipation.

That anticipation had only grown after Jihyo and you arrived at the beautiful island resort of Jeju Island where they'd be celebrating their new married life.

Then Jihyo brought it up, remembering the island of her music videos and feeling drawn to it, knowing that this was the right place for them.

That was all the convincing that you needed, they booked it immediately.

Of course, they were worried a bit about if people learned of Jihyo being on the island, but Jihyo didn't want that to be the reason to not come here.

She didn't want that to be her reason for not going out anywhere.

"Hello."

The two heard and turned towards two ladies: the same one you two spoke to moments ago and an older-looking one with quite a few items in one hand, "I'm Nari, I shall take you to your room, thank you Cherry," she said to the other lady while she stepped away from her and you two followed her around the counter and heading towards the elevators.

"We'll speak inside," you both heard and upon getting closer to the five elevators. 

Four of them were normal looking with buttons to press, but one, in particular, had a keycard present which was between two.

Nari then took a badge from her belt and held it against the keycard as it turned from red to green the doors opened and her badge slung back to her belt with a retractable sling.

"This is the suite-only elevator for you two along with those who are staying at them." She explained while you three headed inside as you were feeling VIP-ish, though you were sure Jihyo was used to this.

Stepping inside you turned and noticed only two buttons rather than the usual floors.

One for L and the other for S.

Nari pressed the S button, lighting it up, making the doors close and soon you three felt the shaft going upwards as Jihyo removed her disguise and placed them in her purse.

"Now that we're alone, first we're honored that you two have chosen our resort to celebrate your momentous occasion," she turned to Jihyo, "especially you," Jihyo raised her brows, "we're quite excited to have a celebrity like yourself staying at our establishment."

Jihyo was going to correct her but figured to roll with it.

"Oh, well thank you, I enjoyed it here when we filmed our videos here. While not the same hotel, it is a nice place to visit."

"Perfect if you ask me," Nari responded as Jihyo nodded.

"And let me assure you both that we're keeping your visit under wraps with fake names and as discussed on the phone, only a select few know that you're staying here plus we'll be doing our best to keep any unwanted attention around out. Although we can't say the same for the patrons already staying so I'd advise for that if you're going to mingle out of the building,"

"We know, we're gonna be out a lot so we're prepared," Jihyo stated as you nodded.

"Perfect,"

DING 

Nari stopped as the doors opened and she stepped out as you both followed her onto a foyer and then to a hall on the left that opened up left and right and you noticed four doors each down the left and right.

Ensuring no one was there...

"As I was saying, you're certainly not the only high-profile guests we had and currently staying with us, we know to keep it hushed around," she assured as Jihyo nodded.

"Thank you."

"You're very much welcome, now your rooms are the second on the left...and here we are," you three stopped in front of a silver door with a keycard reader like the elevator downstairs, "now then, I have your key cards here as well as these," she presented the items still in hand: two gold cards, on top of an envelope which was on top of a white, thin square box, "the cards are for the elevator and room of course, the envelope and box are our treats for you both," Nari said while presenting the items to you both, "they're a gift for all honeymooners who chose to reside here for their occasion. It's free of charge."

"Well that's very kind," you said and looked at Jihyo who went forward and took the items in hand.

"The letter inside will explain a planned dinner reservation for tonight, on us of course, I recommend reading it after getting settled in your room," you two nodded, "and that's it from me, please let us know if you need anything else such as room service, planning trips, information, anything at all. And welcome to Lotte Hotel Jeju," she gave a small bow as you two bowed back and she started to walk away while you turned to Jihyo holding the items.

"Let's see our room~" Jihyo was eager as you took a card from the pile and then pressed it onto the reader which turned red to green and you two heard a CLICK sound.

You turned the handle and pressed it forward while holding it open for Jihyo, and you both surveyed the room, her eyes widening in awe. 

"Wow, it looks amazing," she gushed.

You nodded in agreement as you looked around, and when Jihyo stepped for-

"Wait," she stopped and looked at you, "I think I'm supposed to carry you inside," you smiled at her as Jihyo chuckled and set the items on the floor, and rose her arms.

"Well, then take me inside husba-ah hehehe!" she said while turning her back to you as you got your arms underneath her figure, and in one swoop, Jihyo yelped and then laughed being in your arms.

"With pleasure Mrs. (LN)~"

Jihyo hummed and had a loving smile at you.

"Say it again~"

"With pleasure, Mrs. (LN)," you said it slowly as Jihyo bit her lips, trying not to smile hard as you walked forward into the room and a couple of steps inside...

You then stopped and frowned.

"Well that was boring..."

Jihyo laughed at your monotone delivery.

"Well, what'd you expect? Fireworks?" Jihyo smiled as you shrugged.

"We are paying top price for this, maybe a sparkler or two?" You continued as Jihyo laughed at her husband's childish complaints.

"Hehe, alright c'mon, let's get our stuff,"

"No no, allow me,"

You walked forward and laid her down on the bed as Jihyo remained with you grabbed the luggage inside and then picked up the items and closed the door behind you while Jihyo watched you.

'I'm finally with my love.' Jihyo thought while you placed the luggage aside, got to the other side of the bed while placing the items on the corner of said bed, and then laid down perpendicular to Jihyo, resting your head on her lap, snugging yourself as Jihyo giggled.

She combed your hair with her left hand while smiling down at you.

"This feels nice~" Enjoying the touch of Jihyo.

"Me or the bed~?" She asked as you nodded.

"You of course, though the bed is super soft."

Jihyo gave a courteous smile and her right hand turned so that the knuckles were slowly coming down across your cheek.

"I can't believe we're married," she said with you agreeing, "We're actually married (YN),"

You brought your hand up and held Jihyo's right hand, your thumb inside the palm and other fingers out, gently wrapping it around her soft skin as you brought and kiss the knuckles.

"And we'll be married for many, many years my love~" you said to her as Jihyo hummed, "maybe we can celebrate our achievement now~" you grinned as Jihyo rolled her eyes with a smile.

"And there you go, hehe, we're here to vaca (YN), not just to have sex."

"What's wrong with making love to my new wife?" You said back as Jihyo looked down at you with an amused smile.

"Always the horny one aren't you~"

"Me? You're one to talk," you grinned back as Jihyo, well, couldn't counter that as you had a point, "anyway," you replied, and you gestured toward the doors that led to the balcony, "Let's check out the view,"

Jihyo nodded, and they both walked over to the balcony...

Jihyo slide the door open, and as they stepped outside, they found themselves overlooking the hotel ground.

"Wow," you remarked, "now that's a hell of a view, look at the beach over there. That's where you did Last Wish?"

"Yeah, it was right there. Summer Nights wasn't too far from here. Another beach, but still just as incredible," Jihyo was standing beside you as she looked out into the most amazing view she's had and Jihyo's has had quite a bit in her time, "we almost did Taste of Love here too, but they couldn't let us due to the number of people trying to get in...good times."

You held her close while rubbing her arm as Jihyo leaned into you. 

Any time she talked about her time in Twice, it got her down for a bit.

Yeah, Jihyo wasn't an idol anymore, nor was any of the other eight.

The nightmare that Once dreaded... 

Disbanded.

Six months ago.

Jihyo may not be an idol anymore, but all the girls still carried that fame with them, their names are still being attracted through the news, not as much as before, but they show up here and there with random pics of them being seen walking around.

Still, ten years on stage was plenty to go on as the girls decided that it was time for the next generation to take the spotlight and to live out their lives, though their names will be etched in one of the top K-pop groups in history.

Momo, Sana, Mina, and Tzuyu are back in their hometowns with family but promised to meet up a weekend, once a month at least.

Thought right now, it's relaxation for the girls and future stuff to worry about later and while fans would try to crowd them when given the chance to get a pic or autograph, they were glad to be in their own homes. 

However, it was very quick for Jihyo and you to get busy as you asked her the golden question a couple of years before Twice retired.

A promise ring only though as it couldn't really be done during her tenure; Jihyo agreed right away. 

And six months after at age 29 and 30, the two of you joined at the altar and established their future.

"I'm sorry," you said as Jihyo nodded.

"I know you are, you always are (YN)," she looked up, "thank you," you nodded, "but I shouldn't think of that right now, it's you, me, and this wonderful paradise," she looked out as did you, "there's quite a lot we can do. We could relax by the pool, walk on the beach, sit by the fire,"

"Hmmm," you hummed in agreement. "I'd want to do everything with you Jihyo."

"And I to you (YN). I love you~"

You smiled at your wife.

"I love you too."

She leaned in for a kiss and after a few seconds of sharing their love, she rested her head against your shoulder as they stared out at the view for a little longer.

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When they walked back into the room...

"Let's unpack and get that out of the way," You suggested as Jihyo nodded. 

"Good idea. And then do you want to head down to the restaurant for lunch?"

"That sounds like a plan," you agreed.

They spent a few minutes unpacking their suitcases and putting their clothes into the closet and dresser and Jihyo took her bathroom essentials into the bathroom, which was her first time getting a look in.

"The bathroom is beautiful," she said looking around and then back to you.

"There's a tub, right?"

"Yes. And it seems like it can fit two if that was your next question," she replied with a wink, and you grinned.

She knew you well.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, let's- oh the letter," you pointed at the items on the bed still as Jihyo forgot about it too.

"Oh right," she came closer to you as you picked it up.

"Who wants the honors?"

"Me~" Jihyo offered as you handed her the envelope, it wasn't a regular white, but a fancy-looking envelope with gold engraves on the edges and your names in the middle with beautiful handwriting, "oh, fancy~"

"Ooo~" "Ooo~ you both did the fancy expression from her song without thinking as the two smiled at the other's antic and Jihyo started to open up and pull out a letter inside and started to read the text.

"Let's see...it's details of a private dinner for us...at the beach?" Jihyo was confused at the wording as you read over her shoulder, "we'll have transportation for us to a private area to dine under the stars, well that sounds pretty romantic." Jihyo finished as you nodded, "we don't have to accept, but if we do, call this number and confirm the plans three hours prior, the menu is beef tenderloin with roasted vegetables, dress warm...sounds nice." Jihyo turned the paper around to see if anything was there, but no.

"And this?" You pointed at the box as Jihyo shook her head.

"You have the honors (YN)," she said as you took the box as Jihyo quick-read once more to double-check.

You sat down and rested the box on your lap and opened it up while having a surprised expression as Jihyo turned her eyes and she gasped softly at what was inside.

"Aww~ these are cute."

They were heart-sized chocolates arranged into small containers, but the part that got you two was each one topped with J+(First Initial) in beautifully scripted white chocolate.

"Our initials too." You pointed at each one.

"I don't want to eat them," she said with a laugh, "they're too beautiful to do so."

"So leave them?"

Jihyo shifted her lips to the side.

"Hmm, let's take a pic, then we'll eat," you got your phone as Jihyo thought of what poses can be.

She asked you to take a pic of the dessert itself which you did and then Jihyo wanted to take a selfie with you as you joined her.

You both had pieces in your fingers and rose them towards one another while looking at the phone and...

CLICK

You took three pics and looked through each, sliding between them as Jihyo and you found it cute.

"Alright, now let's see how they taste.

Jihyo took one to her lips and took a bite, humming contently as she tasted it while you took yours as well, closing your eyes briefly as you savored it.

"T-at's rea--y --od," you muffled, looking at her.

"V-ry much," she replied with a nod as she finished her piece, but instead of grabbing another, she looked at the letter and then the treats and then to you, "...do you think they really do this for everyone? Or because of me?" She questioned as you shrugged, "she did say it was huge of me being here."

"Is it a bother if it's you?" You answered as Jihyo shook her head.

"No, I'm not complaining about free stuff," you smiled, "I appreciate it, I do, but I don't want them to pamper me," she stated.

"I'm sure they aren't, but let's do this dinner event. I doubt they got nothing else planned, they wouldn't go out to plan out the rest of the week."

"True," Jihyo looked at the clock on the bedside table, "well, we got six hours to kill, let's eat light for dinner and walk around and get a slight tour to see we can spot yeah?" Jihyo asked as you nodded and since already dressed up, both headed out the door after grabbing their essentials.

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TIMESKIP

"How do I look?" You inquired while waving your hands over your attire: a white dress shirt over black slacks and dress shoes as Jihyo came over and patted your black jacket down on the shoulders.

"Handsome as always. Me?" She asked while taking a step back and showing a nice patterned long-sleeved lavender-colored top with a white faux fur hood puffer jacket over jeans with white dress heels.

"Beautiful as always," you answered which Jihyo smiled, "so we good?"

"I think we are, let's go," she instructed as you two went out the door and locked it before Jihyo looped her arm around yours and went towards the elevators.

"Excited?" You questioned as Jihyo nodded.

"Very, I didn't think this is how we're going to start our week,"

"Yeah, plus we got a lot of information about what we can do along with our plans, I do like the photography tour. Sounds nice."

Upon entering the foyer, there was an elderly couple waiting there too, also dressed just as nice as you both.

Jihyo had her mask on so she didn't need to worry and the two waited with the elderly who were talking about dinner of some sort.

*DING* 

The elevator doors opened and the two pairs stepped inside and pressed the L button and waited...

"Anniversary?"

You two heard a woman's voice and turned to the elders looking at you both.

"Honeymoon," Jihyo answered as the lady gave a gingerly smile.

"Ah, we also went on our honeymoon here," the women said,  "we're celebrating our 50th anniversary today." She stated as the man nodded.

"Wow," "Congrats," you two responded.

"Thank you, I'm amazed we're fifty years strong," she looked at her husband, "time passes very quickly."

"When you're with the one you love, it sure does," the elder man responded as the woman smiled, "to go back and relive it all." He said as you smiled at his words.

"And we hope to have a strong bond as you both in time as well," you responded as Jihyo nodded.

"Something tells me you will," the male spoke up, "but letting you know, with the many ups in marriage, there'll certainly be a few downs, but in the end," he looked at his wife, "it makes what we have stronger,"

"It certainly does," she responded and looked at Jihyo, "keep that in mind,"

Jihyo nodded.

"Thank you, I will, but I know I'm not letting anything, no matter how difficult, let him go," you felt her squeeze your arm hard, "he's my one and only."

"She's mine as well," you added as Jihyo's smile brightened and the elderly couple nodded to that.

DING

The elevator doors opened as the two of you allowed the elder couple to leave first and then followed after.

"Well, we wish you both well in your new life together." The woman spoke as you two nodded.

"Thank you, we wish you both a wonderful anniversary," Jihyo said to them as they nodded back.

"Thank you as well, oh before you head off," the lady pointed at you both, "there's a bakery, Cafe Delmoondo, I highly recommend heading there, it's a very welcoming location."

"We'll be sure to remember that," Jihyo said once more as the elder couple nodded and the two pairs parted ways after another goodbye.

Them heading off in the opposite direction and you two the front. 

"Fifty years," you repeated, "that'll be us," you spoke of the future as Jihyo hummed.

"Well I don't want to think of myself old already," you chuckled, "but fifty years with you sounds pretty good (YN)."

"Aww, just good?" You taunted as Jihyo pursed her lips.

"Hmm...yeah just good." Jihyo teased as you gave a 'really' look as Jihyo bumped into you, "It'll be amazing, better?" 

"Much," you answered as Jihyo gave a heartful chuckle.

By that time, you two headed down to the front desk where they guided you outside towards an awaiting car. 

Nothing fancy, like an Uber pretty much and the driver took you and Jihyo to their destination, which was still a wondering idea for you both.

It brought you two around the main building to the back of it and headed down a long path that eventually went into a wooded area, that was much farther from the main building.

After a twelve-minute drive on the path lined on either side with trees, the vehicle reached a clearing, an open sandy area in front of a beach, it wasn't a long distance from the car to the water, but the main attraction was in the middle.

"Oh wow," Jihyo muttered as you took a pic.

"They literally meant on the beach,"

"This is it," the worker told you both as he parked near the sand and stepped out to open Jihyo's door, while you went out yours as Jihyo quickly looked back at the attraction.

"Everything has been set up," the driver told you both while turning to them and handing Jihyo a card, "please call this number if you need anything else, or if you're ready to be picked up."

Jihyo took the card while you went around to join the two and reached into your pocket and pulled out folded cash from your wallet, handing it to the driver.

"Thank you, we appreciate the drive."

The driver wasn't expecting tips for such a short drive but took it with gratitude.

"Thank you sir," you nodded, and then turned toward Jihyo, "ma'am. I'll see you soon, enjoy,"

"Thank you as well," Jihyo replied and after you both left the vehicle, both of you watched the car make a U-turn and drove off, the smile Jihyo gave you was a mixture of excitement and perplex as she turned to the table, "okay, now this is a drama scene."

You held out your hand and she placed hers into it.

"I know, what a way to celebrate the very first night, maybe taking our shoes off would be ideal," and the two of you walked towards the destination after taking off your shoes and feeling the sand coursing over their feet.

"Least it's not burning," you noted as Jihyo hummed in agreement, "probably why they wanted us to wear warm clothing, it'll get chilly by the water soon." You head nudged towards the ocean as Jihyo nodded and she looked left and right down the beach.

"Guess private is right, there's really no one around, and the only hearing around is the ocean waves," Jihyo leaned into your arm, "now this is what I wished for."

The table was set up and beautifully decorated, having this cube outlined wood with curtains tied to the support beams in strings of lights and candles around to illuminate the location.

You both approached the table and noticed in front were two cushioned lounge chairs, each with a blanket folded neatly at the foot of it.

"For relaxing I guess," you told her, nodding to the chairs.

Jihyo smiled. 

"Perfect."

They walked up and looked at what had been set up for them. 

The dining table was set for two, with a pitcher of water, two bottles of wine, a bowl of salad, and a basket of rolls.

Another table on the side had a metal chafing dish to keep their dinner warm, they walked over and you lifted the lid to show what they had for dinner, the beef tenderloin with roasted vegetables.

Jihyo inhaled the aroma coming from the dish. 

"Mmm, that smells amazing."

"And something for after dinner," you added, lifting up the glass dome lid on a dessert plate. "Or before dinner, whenever you want it."

Jihyo smiled. 

"After is fine," she confirmed, glancing at the plate. 

There was a beautifully decorated fruit tart surrounded by assorted cookies.

Next to the dessert plate was a beverage station: more ice water, labeled carafes of coffee and hot water for tea, along with all the necessary accouterments: tea, sugar, honey, creamer, cups, spoons, extra napkins. 

There was hand sanitizer for washing their hands and even a little garbage can for their trash.

"Wow. They thought of everything." Jihyo looked around in disbelief, taking in not only the amazing setup inside the perimeter but also the beautiful view of the water. 

"This is so lovely, (YN)," she turned to you, "I can't believe they arranged all of this."

"Wonder how lovely the food is," Jihyo chuckled as you turned to the table behind you, grabbed the bottle of sanitizer, and then gestured to the dining table. "Shall we sit and start with the salad?"

Jihyo nodded, and they stepped over to the table while you pulled out her chair for her and helped her get comfortable. 

She placed her napkin on her lap and watched as you sat down across from her.

They washed their hands, and then Jihyo started serving the salad as you poured glasses of water and wine.

As they started to dine, Jihyo looked out into the water again and around the area.

"This is so incredibly romantic (YN), it feels like a K-drama scene."

You downed your salad in your mouth while nodding and Jihyo smiled at you.

"Champagne?"

"Champagne," you affirmed. "I think we should commemorate this," you held the glass up, "To us. To our love, to the rest of our married. I hope that we will have a wonderful time."

"We will." Jihyo retorted, "to a new life!" and leaned forward to connect her glass with yours.

"To a new life!" You repeated

CLINK CLANK

And they both took a sip...

After setting their drinks down...

"It's crazy that last week, we were engaged," you said as Jihyo smiled, "and now husband and wife."

"It feels like a dream (YN), a dream I wish I would never wake up from." She leaned forward as you smiled.

"It's all real Jihyo. And for me, it's better than a dream." Jihyo hummed in happiness, "I think we're going to be perfect at marriage," you declared.

Jihyo smiled at the hint of pride in your voice. 

"I have no doubt (YN). We've known each other since Sixteen...but back then, I didn't think we'd be this far," She admitted, her eyes lessened, "I'm not saying that I was wanting to break up with you," she stated to fix any confusion, "but because of me starting to become an idol, things got tough for us."

You nodded.

"I was going everywhere besides our company, and we hardly saw each other, but you didn't get mad, you weren't anything negative. You sent messages and gifs of anything cute, supporting, or uplifting. All that got me to smile and encouraged me that no matter what, I had my group and I had you, you did whatever you could to keep me happy (YN). I can't thank you enough for all those times, I really can't." She reached a hand across the table as you laid yours on top and you squeezed your fingers around hers, ", especially our first time meeting, I didn't even know you then."

"I had to say something. That lady had the audacity to insult you in front of everyone with no shame. Still ticks me off," You spat as you recalled that day...

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2015

Jihyo was done with her photoshoot for their session of a challenge of Sixteen and now heading towards the station that showed each photo.

"I think we did okay..." Nayeon spoke up.

"It was tough though," Minyoung added while the Minor group walked towards the main camera-woman with the others behind watching the group.

The pics were going through and comments were like...

"Jeongyeon, good...good...I like this one...this one can go...Nayeon, good, nice smile...pose is nice...Minyoung...could be better...this one is okay..."

AN: this isn't how it went, but this is how it'll be for more dramatic

And as each member went Jihyo was the last one...and while she was expecting some nice comments or some slouching comments...she didn't expect...

...with no hesitation was heard and the girls stiffened but Jihyo felt ill.

The others obviously reacted as they looked towards Jihyo pursed her lips and her hands went over her tummy. 

"Come here, turn around," the photographer stood up as Jihyo went to the front and he inspected her outfit, "no, no, this won't do, this outfit is too tight on you," The photographer informed her and with her booming voice, the entire staff heard

Hearing this, Jihyo really couldn't hide her expression as her eyes went anywhere but to anyone's eyesight, her lips quivering.

Sure, she wasn't as skinny as Momo, Tzuyu, or Somi, but she didn't think she was that bad.

"Why would they make you something that has you largened and don't puff up your cheeks," the photographer pointed at her face and then the photo, "they're too large Jihyo, like chipmunks, you shouldn't eat so much if you-"

"Okay, that's enough!"

A voice cut through and everyone turned to the source of a teen, probably the same age as the girls, walking towards the two, a staff badge around his neck. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" the guy cut between Jihyo and the woman, who was appalled.

"Excuse me!?"

"You heard me," he nudged his head, "how does she look fat? She's healthy if anything. What type of photographer are you?" He argued for her sake as Jihyo looked at the side of the younger person's hardened look.

"What type-who the hell are you to tell me that?!" The photographer stood in front of you.

"Woah, okay that's enough," another man, the manager of the place, stepped in front of both the photographer and you, "we're not starting something," he looked at both, "or you will have to leave if this is going to be an issue," he stated towards the protector as he scoffed back, "or I will call the boss," 

"Call him then," the younger one said, "let him know how his dumbass 'photographer' is body-shaming the trainees," 

"What you say?!" The photographer lunged but was stopped by the full body hold.

"Jihyo get back," Nayeon grabbed her arm as Jihyo continued to stare at her defender.

"Ma'am! You need to relax!" He said struggling against her. 

"You're supposed to make them feel confident, not insecure!" the defender turned to Jihyo, "I don't see anything wrong with her, she's beautiful in every way," Jihyo lost her breath as the defender turned to you, "she's doing her best like the others and you should be giving her advice! Why in the world would you put her down like that?!" The defender stepped closer as others came to help back both people up, "can't believe you're in charge of-"

"Okay get him to the hall! Now!" 

"(YN), let's go! Come on!" One of them grabbed onto your arm as commanded while you glared at the photographer who was flashing back, but you complied and walked away, giving one last look at Jihyo and then you were off.

Everyone had their eyes set on the door as you walked out and the doors gave a large shut as the camera-woman huffed in frustration, now being let go of the hold.

"Ms. Kwon-"

"Who was he!?" She pointed at the door, "I want him fired immediately!"

"Relax Ms. Kwon, relax, he just started working here, but we'll make sure he's not allowed back here anymore." The producer explained as Ms. Kwon clicked her tongue.

"Calling me a dumbass, to hell with him." She said walking away in anger as the producer sighed.

"Wait!" Another voice spoke up and this time Jihyo was the one stepping forward, "you can't fire him, he was defending me," Jihyo barked back as the producer shook his head.

"Ms. Park, what he did wasn't allowed, especially to a higher-up."

"Tsk...fine, call producer-nim, we'll see what he has to say," Jihyo stated while folding her arms.

"Jihyo," Jeongyeon showed up near her, "let's not get into this."

"She's right Ms. Park, let us handle- Ms. Park?"

"Jihyo?"

Jihyo didn't listen as she started to pace towards where you were escorted out, ignoring the calls for her.

Getting through the doors, she looked left and then right and saw a trio of guys standing in the hall, with you leaning against the wall.

"Excuse me," Jihyo was thankful they didn't go far as the trio looked at her.

"Ms. Park?" One of them called out as Jihyo approached them.

"I want to talk to him alone," She looked at you and then the other two, "just a few minutes," she added as the two guys looked at one another and shrugged.

"A few minutes then, but we'll be keeping an eye on you," one of them looked to you as didn't respond as both workers went towards the same door Jihyo came out of and stood near it but away enough to give space.

"Are you okay?" She asked while you nodded.

"Don't worry about me, what about you?" She nodded, "I'm sorry for what she said to you,"

"I'm okay, it's just criticism," Jihyo excused as you scoffed.

"That's not a criticism, those were insults, what kind of person says that, especially to you who's working hard," you noted as Jihyo looked away for a moment and looked back at you.

"It's the idol life, but I'm more worried about your job..." Jihyo mellowed as you shrugged.

"I'll find another, ain't the only one out there," 

"You shouldn't," Jihyo had her voice firm, "you were doing a nice thing,"

"I doubt they're gonna see it that way, I'm happy you care, I am, but don't worry about me," you countered, "I'll be-"

"What if I talk to our boss? He'll understand that you were only defending me." Jihyo took a step forwards as you shook your head in return

"I appreciate that, but I don't want you to get into trouble for me." You rejected politely as Jihyo didn't take that, "You should focus on your show."

"It's no trouble, I know him well, he'll understand. I don't want to see you go for something like this," 

You looked at her and you had a feeling that she was going to do so anyway, regardless of what you were going to say.

"...alright," Jihyo nodded, "only if it's no trouble and if he doesn't, don't blame yourself," you said as Jihyo shook her head.

"I know you'll be staying," she smiled as you did after her, "I'm gonna get him here so I'll be back," Jihyo pointed behind her as you nodded and then she started to walk backwa- "oh," Jihyo turned back to you, "and before I go, thank you for what you..." Jihyo's eyes were averted for a bit before back to you, this time with a smile, "said about me and for standing up for me," she got that first in as you waved it off.

"It's nothing, I couldn't stand there while she said those false things about you," you explained, "someone had to step in," you said and Jihyo smiled even more.

"Well thank you (YN)," Jihyo responded as you nodded, "my name is Jihyo," she said thinking you didn't know her name.

"I know who you are Ms. Park."

"Jihyo," she corrected as you nodded, "also when you do stay, maybe we can talk again? Under better circumstances?" She asked as you smiled.

"Yeah, I'd like that,"

Jihyo nodded to that.

"Great, okay now I gotta go, I'll see you with him in a bit," she pointed behind her and then headed off back into the main room as you chuckled while the two guys were approaching you.

"Jihyo, hehe, we'll see,"

Maybe you'll be hoping to stay after all.

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PRESENT

Jihyo fondly remembered that memory as well.

"I know (YN), but without that, we wouldn't have known each other," Jihyo said to you nodding "at least everything got straightened out when JYP came in,"

"Thanks to you," you said as Jihyo remembered her long talk with the boss explaining what happened, "surprised he wasn't that mad. Actually sided with me too."

"I told you he'll understand." 

"The first of many 'I told you'," you joked as Jihyo chuckled, "and we both got our future sets with you winning and me being part of the crew full time, which was a blessing since we got to be together a lot more after. Though we couldn't do anything too serious with you kicking your idol career off," you said as Jihyo nodded.

"And you with other groups, but we made it work," Jihyo continued, "till some asshole almost ruined it."

Jihyo truly despised the paparazzi, spreading dating slash malicious slash dark rumors about her and her friends, but there was one that made Jihyo want to crush them.

The asshole she was talking about was from INSIDE the company that took pics of you two together across various weeks that got them to admit they were an item before the dating ban.

Either could have said they were really, really good friends before the dating ban but it did looked like you two were dating, especially when you two were together daily.

It was obvious to anyone watching them that Jihyo and you were enjoying each other's presence.

A year after Twice was formed, you asked Jihyo, while she couldn't really date yet if there was a possibility of you and her being something or keeping a promise to be something whenever it was best.

Shooting your shot as you liked her a lot and you felt that she enjoyed you as well.

Jihyo only needed a couple of seconds to smile and agree as she shared her feelings with you and you two made it official in private but won't say it was official till the dating ban was done with.

Though when Dispatch leaked the photos, she was not happy that they had that ruined.

Not even concerned about what the world knows, just pure anger at the intruder of her privacy along with Dispatch.

JYP had a talk with you both and thought you were gonna get fired, but since it wasn't hindering any of your jobs, only hanging out during free time and interacting at the same building only, he allowed the relationship to be still.

And as best, he could find the leaker, they weren't founded out nor any more pictures were produced or spotted after, and when Jihyo calmed down, the company released a statement saying you two were great friends.

Though being alone after, Jihyo told you that she wasn't afraid to confirm the relationship.

Sure she'll get backlash, but she was okay to let everyone know that she was with the one she loved.

Yeah, love.

She harbored saying that a months into the relationship and was finally glad to reveal her true feelings.

Now that was a heart shaker to you, but you returned the words and that cemented your relationship right then and there.

Once the ban was up, the relationship grew tenfold and the two announced their bond to the world.

It blew up with mixed reactions, half good about her being happy, half bad about dating a random nobody rather than someone popular. 

Essentially good for her and bad for you, but you didn't care what they called you, all that mattered was your then-girlfriend, now wife.

It all died down later as Jihyo nor you showed too much of your relationship to the public and soon it felt like no one really cared anymore for years...till your wedding ceremony.

Now that was a big hit, even if Jihyo wasn't retaining her idol status.

"Well we can thank Mister or Miss Asshole for pushing our relationship further I suppose, even though what they did was pretty wrong," You said as Jihyo shrugged.

"Wish they caught the person though, sucks they didn't catch the perp," she complained as you leaned forward onto the table.

"I don't know, I think they were lucky they didn't face god-Jihyo's wraith~" You joked as Jihyo winked at you, "but what's done is done," 

"Yeah, but you're right about him pulling us together. Our first 'love you' to another and now..." she stared at the ring on her finger, "nine years later and I feel like what we have keeps growing (YN), it feels never-ending." She opened while you smiled.

"It does. You've changed me for the better."

Jihyo smiled. 

"You've changed me too," she stroked her thumbs against the tops of your hands. "You don't give yourself enough credit for how amazing you are (YN). You are intelligent, generous, kind, compassionate and you make me laugh more than anyone," she continued. "You challenge me in all the ways a good partner should. We complement each other in so many ways."

You nodded in agreement. 

"It's like we were meant for each other."

Jihyo leaned in closer. 

"We are (YN)," she said softly before leaning in towards the table as you leaned forward as well, pressing her lips to yours for a few seconds before releasing the love.

You gave a content sigh as you observed your wife.

"You're even more beautiful as I said back then Jihyo,"

Jihyo gave a heartful smile.

"And you're more kind and caring as you were then (YN),"

You were staring lovingly at her smile back.

"Now, I don't want to ruin our moment, but maybe we should start with dinner?" You asked as JIhyo nodded.

"Let's,"

And so you started to serve both her and yourself and the two dined on the pleasant meal and taking a bite of the beef and pastry, the sweet and savory blend of layers melted in your mouths.

"Oh wow, that's good," Jihyo was muffled at the meal as you agreed and untwists were being heard to cut or poke when you decided to talk about something else.

"So, what are our plans for tomorrow?" You asked after a moment and Jihyo shrugged.

"I don't know. I told you we didn't make any plans for the week,"

"I know that, but I figured you had some sort of idea that can fill the day up?" you questioned as Jihyo took a bite of her beef while thinking.

Though you were amused at the angry look Jihyo seems to always have when eating anything.

A cute, angry look.

"Well...we could do a tour of the island? We saw that on the things to do here." Jihyo suggested as you nodded.

"Sounds good," you agreed.

"But this is OUR honeymoon (YN), so what would you like to do?" she looked at you pointedly.

"Well...honestly for me, it doesn't really matter what we do. I feel like we should go for stuff that we normally can't do you know." Jihyo nodded, "but also keeping things simple."

"That's what I want too," Jihyo said quickly. "I also want to do out-of-the-ordinary activities but I want to keep things normal and simple. I'm glad we didn't have to plan every moment of every day. I think that we should just see what's there and just do it."

You understood why Jihyo wanted that.

Since her trainee days to Twice till the end, it's been almost every moment of every day in Jihyo's life planned for years. Sure she'd had free time for a week here and there, but you knew she was happy to have a relaxed life and to enjoy what she had now.

"Of course, then we'll see about that tour and let things drop the way they drop." You concluded as Jihyo nodded to that.

And after that, it was a sensual and quiet dinner.

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TIMESKIP

48 Minutes Later

They chatted and drank through dinner and dessert, then moved out of the table to sit on the lounge chairs. 

They spread the blankets over themselves to stay warm and stared at the sun over the water.

Quiet through a relaxed, comfortable silence as they watched the sun get lower.

You were on the same own lounge chair with Jihyo close to you, resting her head against you.

Your arm was wrapped around her, and they were both enjoying the peaceful privacy and beautiful view as the sun slowly set, dimming the area around them.

"Everything is perfect," Jihyo finally said, breaking the silence with her soft-spoken voice.

"It really is," you agreed.

Jihyo lifted her head to look at you. 

"I mean it (YN), everything in my life feels perfect. From becoming a trainee to an immensely successful career with Twice, having a successful after-job, to meeting, dating, and marrying you; my life is perfect and I feel like it can't get any better than this." Jihyo snuggled closer.

"Same. We've been through quite a bit to get here, but it's like you said, worth it." You added as Jihyo nodded.

"And thank you for going through all that with me," Jihyo muttered as you smiled and kissed her softly before replying.

"You never have to thank me. You know I'd do anything for you."

"I know you would." Jihyo was still for a moment, and then glanced around at the clearing surrounding them, visually confirming her intuition that they were alone, "so if I were to ask for something now, you would do then?"

"Name it." 

Right answer.

Jihyo then maneuvers herself over to your chair, pushing your blanket aside.

Whether it was the few glasses of wine she'd had with dinner, the excitement that coursed through her whenever she was near you, or just the overwhelming love she had for you, something prompted Jihyo to climb on top of you.

And even you were surprised by the move.

"What are you doing?" you asked her.

Once Jihyo knelt over your lap, she rested her weight against your legs. 

"You know~ I think you're right~" Jihyo's tone was evident as you know what she wanted.

She'd only use that voice for one reason.

"About?"

"That I'm the horny one~" Your eyebrows rose with intrigue, "we're having a romantic evening on our honeymoon and we're completely alone, so..." her voice trailed off, leaving you to make your own conclusion about what she was implying.

"You want to fuck right here?" you asked, your eyes widening. "Now? On the beach?"

Jihyo responded with a confident nod as she leaned her face towards yours.

"Mmhmm~ I want this honeymoon to be spectacular (YN), we could use our bed any day we want, but to do it at a beach~ hehe~ sounds really intriguing~" Her breath wisped at your lips while giving a half-lustful look and you could tell she was at that point, "and I can't think of a better way to celebrate our first day as husband and wife~"

You rested your hands on her denim-covered thighs, and the thought of peeling them off of her right now while they were outside was incredibly arousing.

"It sure does, has this been a fantasy I didn't know~" you questioned.

"Nah, this can be the cherry on top for this day," she replied with a smile. "But the question is, are you in?"

You were clearly surprised that she was initiating this, but a good kind of surprise.

An exciting one.

This situation was definitely not on your to-do list for the evening, Jihyo was on that list, but the location was not.

You assumed they'd have a nice romantic dinner by the beach, and then back to the room.

And now Jihyo was, ready to pounce outside in the dark on a lounge chair.

A very comfortable lounge chair, but still, a lounge chair.

All that to say, you were getting turned on by the idea and were game for it if she was.

"Well when my wife says so, how can I refuse~" you answered with Jihyo grinning, "and you know someone can spot us?" you asked just to make sure Jihyo was on board.

Jihyo nodded.

"I know~"

You smiled.

"Then you're right, it would be a shame to turn down an opportunity like this."

Jihyo felt her body throb with excitement.

She had always been a spontaneous person, but something like this was far outside of her box.

However, she was discovering more and more that she wanted to try new things outside of that box with you.

"Birth control?"

"Course I am,"

Before they were pretty cautious, especially Jihyo an idol by using condoms, but late in her last Twice year, you two talked and used pills along with not using condoms to today.

Crazy, yeah, but without the rubber felt much more pleasurable and sexual to them the first time they have done without, and of course, you pulled out...most times.

But now with her being off the team, the two of you were able to have a  worry-free time.

There were talks about starting a family, but it was here and there, mostly focused on the wedding first.

She leaned forward to kiss you, and your hands ran up her back under her coat.

=======================SMUT START=========================

Her hands were cradling your face as she kissed you with every ounce of energy she had with your hands began roaming her body and you started pushing her jacket over her shoulders.

When she felt you starting to undress her, she pushed herself up and took off her jacket, throwing it onto the sand on the side, removing her jacket and shirt, pulling them off, and then taking her bra off, too and in a matter of seconds she became completely topless.

Your hands instinctively went to her breasts to caress them and leaned in and pressed your lips to her, kissing her as Jihyo managed to grind her hips a bit and work her ass over your lap. 

A little teasing went a long way with you and when they broke the kiss, your voice had changed into a moaning symphony.

"God I want to do some bad things to you~"

"Good, 'cause I need you to do bad things to me~" Jihyo ushered as your cock ached under her.

Gripping her breasts with more force, Jihyo abruptly threw her head back, giving you a clear view to run your mouth to her neck and kiss a trail downward while your hands squeeze those breasts. 

Moaning out to you in her while you kissed her neck, you pushed your face down to her breasts to smother himself in the flesh of her amazing tits as Jihyo responded by pushing her tits up for you so you could get lost inside them.

"Mmmm~ lick 'em up (YN)~ They're yours after all~"

She wanted your hands, your fingers, your lips, tongue, and mouth, on her bare breasts, on her nipples. 

She got them all as her pink, pert buds hardened smartly to your touches, your kisses, your sucking. 

They both loved you nursing her. 

Oh yeah, Jihyo was drunk indeed.

Upon her words, your mouth opened and you pushed her right nipple between your teeth to swipe your tongue over it. 

Alternating to her left tit, you slobbered all over it like a hungry animal begging for what was to come real soon, but Jihyo had enough of this teasing though, under her butt she could feel your rod stiff and hard as it was poking through your jeans.

And Jihyo was hungry for it. 

"(YN)~," she said softly as you licked and sucked on her breasts, "ohh~ god." Her fingers threaded through your hair as she began gently rocking against your lap.

You kissed up to her neck and started sucking on it, thinking about how even her neck was amazing.

Every inch of this woman was perfect, rather, every inch of your wife was perfect.

Your wife.

You would never get over how incredible that sounded.

As you felt Jihyo start to shift her body off of you, your lips pulled away from her neck. 

She slowly raised herself from your lap and stood up on the sand.

"Take your jeans off only, I need more of your touch~" Jihyo started working on your as you shrugged, "we can feast on each other back in the room~"

"Whatever you want, I'm not complaining," you began to unbutton your jeans as Jihyo bend down to pick up her jacket, but leaving the shirt and bra off.

"Pretty chilly," she said putting on her jacket and zipping it up halfway, leaving her breasts half-covered while you both pulled your lower garments down and bent to fully remove them as Jihyo had you moved to the side of your space.

She was right, it was cold as the cool air invaded and took over your warmth, but Jihyo was at your side, lying on her side while looking at you.

"You better hurry and warm me up~ Finger me~" she noted in a whisper. 

You lowered your right hand down her stomach, making her tremble with anticipation before reaching her now-exposed womanhood and started rubbing it.

Jihyo started moaning instantly and felt herself becoming hotter and hotter. 

She needed more otherwise she thought she would go crazy as she looked down at your lower body and saw your cock erect and standing at attention. 

She reached over with her left hand and grasped it, making you gasp between her moaning as she started stroking your hot cock, making you become heated as well.

Needing to do something more yourself and seeing how Jihyo was starting to get wetter, you inserted a finger into her opening, making her squeal. 

"(YN)~" she groaned but didn't stop you while humping towards your hand.

You buried your face in the curve of Jihyo's neck and inhale the sweet fragrance of her beautiful hair which is spilling across behind her, as you delight in the heavenly realization of what they are doing together.

Your strong hands hold her body to yours and you're barely able to comprehend that they are here, loving your wife as a husband at last. 

The devastating bliss is almost more than both can bear and knew they won't last long.

The sensation of having JUST your finger inside her was something Jihyo never thought would feel so damn good.

She felt her pussy becoming even hotter as you maneuvered it around inside her while you pumped in and out of her. 

She returned the favor and started stroking your shaft faster and harder, making you enflamed while Jihyo leaned to kiss you soon afterward as your tongues danced with passion and Jihyo felt her heart skip a beat when you inserted a second finger into her.

Their mutual masturbation kept going for a couple of minutes as you two kissed and Jihyo loved what she was feeling and never wanted it to stop, but she needed more.

You loved her taste and her delicate, petite, and soft hand on your shaft but Jihyo pulled her hand and her lips away.

"Stay there~" she asked as you adjusted yourself to your back, "wallet right?" you nodded as you pulled  

Jihyo got on her knees and shifted her leg over and sank those heels into the chair and began to lower herself down over your body.

She took a hold of your cock from you and began to slowly stroke it up and down.

"(YN)," your eyes concentrated on hers, "we're finally together, this is our first love in our married life,"

You leaned up to her as Jihyo lowered her head and the two shared a two-second kiss as you leaned back just a few inches.

"It is, I love you Jihyo. I can't tell you how much..."

"Then don't," she whispers and used her hand to push yourself down, "let the action do the talking."

From your point of view, you could see her body just begging to drop and that mighty ass hovering inches above.

Softly and surely, the crown of your cock hit the wet folds of her sweet loving folds, and then Jihyo threw her head back and sank her body down taking you into her.

"Ohhhhh yes~ hehe~ you ready for the action (YN)?"

Jihyo teased you, taking her hands and running them up to her hair running wild and free as she looked down and saw the smirk on her man's face.

"Do what you want with me~"

"I intend to~"

Placing her hands down on your chest, Jihyo began to thrust herself up and down on you.

Grinding her body as your cock jammed in and out of the threshold to her loving hole.

SLAP

SLAP

SLAP

You watched her body bounce with her lovely titties shaking about as the woman took control and was riding you into this slow frenzy.

"Oh yeah, that's it~ I'm glad your cock is mine~"

"All yours Jihy-fuck..."

That comment was sure to bring a reaction out of you while she picked up the pace of thrusting herself up and down.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

Your hands ran up and playfully snagged at her bouncing breasts, smashing the palms of your hands over them as you also began to pump yourself as your cock explored her tight hole.

In and out, in and out Jihyo remained in control fucking you as hard as she could.

At her entreaty, your movements become more urgent and you began thrusting your hips harder in a new, insistent rhythm. 

Jihyo sighs above you and you feel her silken arms move upward as they cling to your shoulders.

You can feel a trickle of sweat running down your forehead as you try to control your movements so as not to make this quick as Jihyo's hot breath on your skin and the sounds coming from her lips are making your hips drive into her faster. 

"Oh, (YN)~," Jihyo whispers breathlessly, gently drawing her lips to yours in a scorching kiss and moving her hips downwards more slowly as well.

"Hmmm~ I love you," your voice is a low rumble.

Then their lips are touching, but they're no longer kissing as your body is ablaze with desire for her. 

You feel her gasping breath in your mouth and Jihyo's slender legs are wrapped firmly around your body.

"I love feeling you inside me~" she breathes.

"Jihyo," you pant, dragging your lips away from hers so that you can see her face, which is flushed with want. "Oh, Jihyo~"

"I love you, (YN)," Jihyo murmurs in your ear, still clutching him tightly to her body. "You feel so wonderful~"

You feel enveloped by the warmth of Jihyo's love for you, and the sublime look on her face, as you move in her, pierces your very soul.

No words came from either mouth, only loud moans as she closed her eyes and began to grind down on you harder.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

The beach lounge chair squeaked and played instrumental music for fucking.

Between the sound of her ass slapping down on your balls and the squeaking, a perfect harmony was made between their moans and heavy breathing back and forth.

"Yo-uu going to make y-your wife cum (YN)~" Jihyo urged you as you nodded.

"Yeah~ You gonna m-make your husband cum as wel-shit~"

"Good~ C-Cum with me too~"

Pound after pound Jihyo smashed into you.

She knew her breaking point would be coming soon, running her hands up and down your chest as she teased you slowing down.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

You were beginning to thrust into her right on pace with her which caused her to stop.

She wanted to feel you thrust your cock into her and you didn't disappoint.

You moved your hands over her hips and thrust wild and as hard as you could as Jihyo's body still shook as did her nice breasts as she threw her head back, waved her hair around, and closed her eyes.

Softly she cried out to you.

"Yes! Yes! Harder~ Yes!"

"Oh yeah, you gonna-"

"OH MY GOD! OHHHH!"

A sudden stop came from the halt in body movement.

Both of them closed their eyes and cried out together, sweet ecstasy pouring on as their bodies tensed up and hit the climax.

No words at the moment could break this sweet ecstasy between them.

When they locked their gazes onto one another with their foreheads touching, enjoying the ecstasy as Jihyo leaned in and shared a loving kiss with you while lying on top of you, your hands going to her butt, cupping each cheek as Jihyo groaned, but then...

WHOOSH

The two shivered, but not from lust, from the chilling air that came to them.

"Hehe, now that was a cold one," you nodded with her as Jihyo laughed at her own idea backfiring you shivered once more as another heavy wind came through, "one more before we head back~" Jihyo was forward as you grinned.

"Name it,"

"Hey I rode you, what do you want~" 

"Hmm...well, since you rode me, I think it's fair for me to ride you,"

"Let's do it,"

Jihyo whispered...oh yeah, she was horny as fuck as a sinister smile raised over her lips as you moved up on the seat and Jihyo planted her elbows onto the chair to support her as you pushed in, guiding your cock to her again, making Jihyo sigh in bliss.

"Come on and fuck me (YN)~"

Her voice cooed in a seductive matter just as your cock slid in, Jihyo brought her hands over your chest and moaned looking into your eyes.

You placed your hands over her curvy hips and leaned in and kissed her passionately as you pushed your cock into her loving hole while she planted her heels right into the cheeks of your butt as you began to thrust into her now.

"Hmm~"

"Yes! HARDER!"

Since silenced by your lips, she groaned her saying to you and the chair created a commotion of rhythm beating once again.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

Over and over, your cock pumped into her loving pussy as Jihyo moved her heels, digging them further into your ass and continuing to pump into her hard as Jihyo stretched herself out on the chair, breaking the kiss and you rose up, hands supporting your body and you could see her breasts bouncing.

"Oh god! Yes! Fuck me~ Love me~"

"Jihyo, honey, we can't be screaming so loud," You grunted as no doubt the screams of her voice and the sound of their lustful event could probably be heard so hopefully it was as private beach as they said.

Plus with Jihyo, her voice can be pretty damn loud.

Jihyo lost her grip on the chair and ended up falling back on it, spreading her legs out wide as you just kept on hammering that sweet pussy over and over.

You weren't strong in words as you huffed and grunted over her as you watched her breasts heaving up and down with each thrust inside her.

"Oh yes, oh yes~ yes~ yes~ oh fuck me (YN)~"

Seems Jihyo got the message as her voice was silenced with less pitch as she could feel her climax coming soon, gritting her teeth and threw her arms about on the arms of yours but nothing was breaking the concentration that you had on pumping your hard cock into her tight hole.

A soft laugh escaped her lips as you brought one hand on her lower back and began to pump into her snatch while the other hand went towards her left tit, as you fondled it for all its worth. 

Jihyo moaned and then laughed as her hands gripped harder onto your arms, nails logged in, as she closes her eyes in ecstasy. 

Your face is contorted with your efforts as your movements suddenly become more erratic and you knew you can't hold back any longer and probably neither your wife as Jihyo's hips are thrusting hard against you now and her gasping breath is becoming more erratic.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

You increased the tempo of your hips, then you hear Jihyo draw in her breath sharply and her body is surging against you now.

"(YN)~!"

When you hear her gasp, you watched as the bliss overtakes her.

Jihyo is panting beneath you and you watch when Jihyo opens her eyes once more, they are so beautiful that you smile at how incredible your partner is.

And there it is.

That blissful expression you see on her face in these moments and you are overwhelmed by the ecstatic knowledge that it is your touch, your love that can give Jihyo so much pleasure.

"God I love you~"

Moaning, you bend your head to place your mouth on her salty skin and he licks that drop of sweat from the delicious valley between her breasts. 

Jihyo gasps again and arches her torso upwards.

"Ohhh~ (YN)~ so close~"

"S-so am I-I can't hold it..."

"Then cum~ cum in your wife (YN)~"

Murmuring your name, you thrust your hips into her once, twice, then a third time before the pleasure washes over you and you grunt, closing your eyes in ecstasy as your entire body is consumed with your release.

"Hmm~"

"Ahh~ ohhh~"

Groaning as your body goes rigid and the pleasure of your release breaks over you like a wave; overwhelmed with the extraordinary rapture as your entire body shudders in ecstasy.

You collapse on top of her, your body spent, face buried in Jihyo's soft hair and your arms are still clutching her slim body to yours. 

"Now this...this is right..."

Jihyo grasps your body to her, continuing to murmur her love for you in your ear, with one hand tangled in the hair at the back of your head and the other wrapped tightly around your waist.

They lie there for a moment, both of them regaining breath and the sweat of their bodies mingling.

====================SMUT END=======================

A minute passed and you sat up, removing your flaccid cock from her as Jihyo groaned at losing her warmth.

"I know, but I think we should get clothed up and go back to the room before we get sick for the rest of the week. Or did you want people to find us half naked in the morning?" You joked as Jihyo chuckled.

"Hehe, exhibitionist I am not..." Jihyo sat up too, her breasts half covered still, but your sight went to her slit with you could see traces of your work still seeping out.

"Let me get some towels to clean ourselves up a bit, I'm sure no one will go through our garbage," you informed her as Jihyo watched you pull your pants up to your thighs along with the briefs as she watched you and your friend hobble towards the table while holding onto your jeans to not get them dirty.

A quick few steps and you handed her the roll before ripping a couple for yourself as you cleaned your cock with one and the other your sweat as Jihyo patted herself down as well.

Soon as you think you were decent, you zipped up your jeans and reached down to grab her clothing from the sand.

"You good?" she nodded, "here," you handed her clothes.

"Thanks," she said before putting her underwear on, covering her sex and then her jeans followed by her bra, which she had to remove her sweater as you smiled at her breasts out and proud.

"So, that complete your beach sex wish?" You grinned as Jihyo hummed.

"Very, it was romantic, in a way," she smiled as you nodded, "besides, it's always nice to try something new (YN), and this was something we can cross off. Maybe we can 'explore' a few more things before we leave yeah?" 

"I'll do anything with you Jihyo," you agreed as Jihyo nodded while you put your shirt back on, now both of you dressed like nothing happened, "let me call the driver,"

"Hehe, of course~ then we can continue were we left off~" Jihyo noted and you figured it was a joking manner, but one look at her, she wasn't...and you grinned.

Horny Jihyo strikes again. 

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DAY 2

THE NEXT MORNING

..

..

"(YN)~"

"..."

..

..

"(YN)~ Come on~"

"Hmm..."

"Wakey wakey~"

You felt nudged on your shoulder as your eyes blinked open to the side of your hotel room.

"Behind you~"

You heard your wives' happy tone and turned your head...

"Morning~"

...your lovely wife was there with a smile to brighten the entire world.

It did for you on every occasion...but...

"Hmm..." you groaned while gripping the blanket harder, "bed cozy," you muttered as Jihyo placed her hands on her hips.

"Come on (YN)~ there's no time for bed, there's much we need to do."

You pulled the blanket down to your chest and twisted yourself to wake up.

"Yeah, I know, let me wake a bit."

Jihyo nodded and sat down right next to you.

"Maybe a kiss can wake you up~"

"Maybe," you responded and Jihyo leaned forward to meet in the middle as you two shared a heartfelt kiss before Jihyo pulled away and patted your chest.

"Well?"

"It helped quite a bit," you nodded as Jihyo smiled, stood and pointed at the foot of the bed.

"Got your outfit," a set of clothes were folded, on top of that being briefs since you're still naked from last night's acts with her, "though you should shower first."

"Right," you pushed the blankets on you away, revealing your body as Jihyo's eyes wandered to your lower half to your flaccid, pleasurable friend, smiled, and then turned towards the bathroom.

You inhaled deeply and stretched your arms out, "when did you get up? I didn't even feel you move from the bed."

"About twenty minutes ago," Jihyo stopped at the door of the bathroom and leaned on the doorframe, "I took a shower as well and called front desk after. I guess you were pretty tired. I must have worn you out too much huh~" Jihyo teased as you scoffed.

"Well horny Jihyo does go to the extreme, especially for the beach sex," Jihyo hummed, "can't believe we did it there," you said as Jihyo nodded.

"The glasses of wine did get to me," Jihyo admitted as you pouted.

"Aww, so it wasn't my irresistible charm?" You joked as Jihyo gave a playful scoff.

"Maybe ten percent."

"I'll take it." You were quick to smile as Jihyo rolled her eyes, "But for real, I did enjoy it." You told her as Jihyo nodded.

"Good, so did I. Somehow there's that extra excitement of being out in the open. Imagine us being that daring when I was an idol." She said heading inside the bathroom.

"Well, we could have been, though the reaction probably wouldn't be so great if caught." You reasoned.

"At JYPE, no. For the fans, most definitely yes."

"Thousand percent," you followed Jihyo to the bathroom, still bare as she was fixing her hair, to which she spotted you at the door, "and just letting you know, you didn't wear me out, I'm merely getting more energy for tonight~"

Jihyo placed a hand on the counter and the other on her hip.

"Oh~ so we're going double the rounds then~" Jihyo grinned as you chuckled.

"Hehe, I guess 'we're here on vacation?' is out the window then?" You mocked as Jihyo turned to the mirror.

"You suggested it first," Jihyo pointed at you as you came closer to her.

"I recall you straddling me." You pointed at your lower half.

"Yeah, but you're so irresistible~" she scrunched her face while looking at you in the mirror.

"Can't blame you there," Jihyo hummed.

"And luckily for you," she pointed at you, "you'll be the only one who'll ever experience horny Jihyo~"

"Very lucky indeed," you replied while you looked into the shower and saw a handle for the water, soap bars, small bottles, and a sponge and then back to Jihyo.

"So you called the front desk?" You asked before heading in.

"I called for a special table for breakfast along with a trip to Yeomiji Botanical Garden."

"Botanical garden? Never been to one before?" You said as Jihyo nodded.

"Well our first will be great then, it's one of the best botanical gardens in Asia supposedly. It contains and they said 2,000 rare tropical and subtropical plants throughout areas around." She facted checked you as you were surprised to hear that, "there's even a two hour tour that shows us each one and how they maintain the area, if you want to that is,"

"Wow, that's sounds pretty cool."

"Yeah, I know it's just plants, but I thought it would be fun to walk around and enjoy the scenery." 

"Ah come on Ji, you know I'm down for anything. That sounds great,"

Jihyo loved that side of you, always willing to do whatever with no complain.

"Great, I think it's something we'll enjoy. Plus there's attractions around so we can look after too." 

"Hey whatever you want to do Jihyo, I'm all in, sounds like an eventful time." 

You watched your wife nod in the mirror while forming her hair, but her eyes caught yours as she stopped her movement, watching you walk behind her and wrap your arms around your torso and leaned your head on top of hers.

Not caring about your nudity, with one hand, Jihyo placed it over your arms.

"To think this is going to be every morning Jihyo," she listened and nodded.

Remembering back when you first 'proposed' to Jihyo, god she was as delighted as she could be.

Sobbing an ugly cry for an hour.

Hyperventilating and shaking and grasping you so tight almost knocking you over.

It was mesmerizing to see her as emotional as you, maybe not AS emotional, but you get the idea.

No one knew, not even her members as the secret was kept to the two and it was a long time coming as you two announced their engagement when her career was done and over with two years later.

Instead of a ring put on her to avoid attention, she bought her and yourself a matching set of red bracelets in the meantime though Jihyo kept the ring with her.

A reminder that after her career, there was something to look towards.

A week after her retirement, all the members of Twice each made a last video on each of their socials: thanking every Once for the decade of support and that they'll always be on their minds forever.

Jihyo did the same, though after her message, she dropped another video, one where you came and she announced her engagement to the world and it was a massive revelation, even to her members of how long she was engaged.

Why did she announce it? 

Cause she wanted to show you off.

Plus no idol means no more restrictions.

And then came their wedding: an overall very enjoyable and emotional time. 

Jihyo promised to make it through without crying, but till their wedding vows, she had to stop midway as she started doing so.

After comforting words from her members, aka bridesmaids, she calmed down enough to continue.

The only time though as the rest was all smiles.

"I know, but every moment with you (YN) is always a magical time," you shifted your head to look in the mirror at her reflection and smile, "This marriage, our new life, it's going to be special," she announced as you nodded till you lowered your hands.

But Jihyo turned her body and leaned forward as your lips became one, feeling the soft mesh and breathing of the other.

Your hands roamed downward and Jihyo smiled into the kiss as she felt your hand cupped under her butt, giving it a sensual squeeze.

In revenge, she used one hand of hers to grab your 'friend' and give you a squeeze as you groaned into her mouth, till Jihyo pulled away with a wink

"You know if we keep doing this we're not gonna leave the room~"

"I'm fine either way," you whispered as Jihyo gave a roll of her eyes.

"Course you are, hurry and take your shower," she gave a playful push as you laughed and proceeded to rotate towards and into the shower while Jihyo smiled at your back, resuming her hair as the water dropped.

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TIMESKIP - Hour and twenty-seven minutes later

After enjoying a lovely breakfast, Jihyo wanted to walk around for a bit to let the food go down as you nodded and you both walked around, getting a feel for the place and slowly taking information down for later trips as well.

They got good intel of day tours, establishments, restaurants to try, etc to do and you two agreed to plan tomorrow morning of what to expect for the two.

And now, you asked to use the bathroom as Jihyo nodded and waited outside as you quickly did your business and returned to...

"Oh she is not, hehe, gotta get this," you pulled your phone out and had the recording on as you walked closer to your wife and getting to her side... 

"Wakey wakey~"

"Ahhh (YN)..." Jihyo laughed, a bit embarrassed about being caught red-handed.

"Hmm, I seem to recall a certain someone saying 'Come on (YN), there's no time for bed,'" you mimicked Jihyo's voice as best you could and turned your phone off, joining her while sitting back on your seat on her right, "I was gone for two minutes and here you are passed out,"

"Yah, I wasn't sleeping, I was enjoying the warmth of the sun, with my eyes closed." Jihyo excused as you nodded.

"Rrriight~ guess last night was an impact on both of us then~" You gave a grin as Jihyo chuckled.

"Hehe, indeed it was, but for real, this warm is absolutely making me sleepy."

"Well we got a long tour ahead of us so don't get too sleepy." 

"Then I'll need all the energy I need. For the tour and after~" Jihyo grinned as you chuckled in response...and then her eyes snapped to the right of you. 

You noticed and turned to witness a family of four passing by, two kids laughing and tugging at the dad's arms, begging for some ice cream.

"Henry, Cam, relax, you'll get your ice cream in a bit," the dad stated as the two cheered with the mom shaking her head in amusement.

"Sounds like me with chocolate cake," you joked and turned to Jihyo who was fixated on the family as her head turned with them, "...?"

You waited a few seconds before Jihyo turned to you looking at her, slightly embarrassed at her stare at the random group.

"Sorry," Jihyo said while you shrugged.

"It's alright, you good?" 

"Yeah, just, they passed by us." Jihyo stated, having you give a thought of what she meant by that, "quite a few actually."

"...oh, without recognizing you?" You wondered as Jihyo nodded slowly, "well besides our wedding, you haven't been in the spotlight so it's understandable, that's a good thing, right?" You questioned as Jihyo nodded once more.

"Uh yeah," Jihyo shook her head, "I guess after a decade of people knowing screaming my name, it's sort of funny to not hear it, even after months."

"Understandable, I don't expect you to be used to it quickly...you are okay right?"

Jihyo smiled in response and got up from her seat, only to step forward to you and leaned down to kiss you on the lips before leaning back up.

"I'm better than okay dear husband~" She cooed as you smiled, "come on, let's go see some plants,"

She offered her hand as you rose and took hers in yours.

"Whatever you say, Ms. (LN)~" you repeated as Jihyo hummed and leaned into your arm.

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TIMESKIP

You two were excited to explore the lush greenery of the Yeomiji Botanical Garden. 

As you two walked through the gates, you were greeted by the sweet aroma of flowers and the sound of birds chirping.

https://english.visitkorea.or.kr/enu/ATR/SI_EN_3_1_1_1.jsp?cid=264607

(Here is the website that shows the gallery, you can see what they are really looking at with this)

The location was filled with various sections: Mystery Garden, a Central Hall, a Flower Garden, an Aquatic Garden, a Cactus Garden, a Jungle Garden, and a Tropical Fruits Garden. At the center is a 38-meter tall observation tower each showcasing a different variety of plants and flowers. 

You two started their journey at the Tropical Garden, where they saw a stunning collection of orchids, bromeliads, and ferns. 

The colors and patterns of the flowers were mesmerizing, and neither couldn't resist taking out their cameras to snap a few pictures for their memories.

As they made their way through the garden, you both were amazed by the sheer size and diversity of the plant species. 

They saw everything from towering trees to delicate bonsai, from vibrant flowers to prickly cacti, something Jihyo was fond of since she herself grew a few. 

You were particularly fascinated by the succulent garden, where he saw all kinds of unusual and exotic plants you had never seen before, Jihyo was glad to see you very interested in this.

One of the highlights of their trip was the Flower Garden, which was in full bloom. 

You two wandered through the fields of bright yellow flowers, taking in the stunning scenery and enjoying the fresh air. 

As they reached the end of their tour, they stopped at a small café within the garden and ordered some refreshing drinks and sat down to relax and take in the view. 

And by view...

The garden was beautiful, but Jihyo was on a whole other level.

The garden was truly a peaceful oasis in the middle of an already paradise, and you two felt grateful to have experienced it together.

"I could stay here all day, just drinking coffee and enjoying the view," Jihyo said, sipping her latte.

"I'm enjoying it as well," Jihyo took a glance at you looking at her as she scoffed.

"Can you be anymore corny?" 

"I'm complimenting you, what's not to enjoy from that?" You joked as Jihyo smiled and shook her head, "you'd rather I'd insult you?" 

"As if you could," Jihyo mocked as you shook your head.

"You're right, there's nothing negative to say about you." You returned as Jihyo can't help her smile enhanced.

"Shut up..." 

"Hehe," you were happy to make her feel as such, "we don't have these places back home?" You asked detouring the moment, taking a sip of your drink as Jihyo shrugged.

"We'll have to check, but I can tell you it won't be spontaneous as this place."

"Yeah, you said best in Asia so-"

RINGTONE

You phone rang from your right pocket.

"Sorry," you said pulling it out as Jihyo watched you look at your phone, "it's my dad," you looked at Jihyo who smiled and nodded as you answered it.

"Hey dad...yeah I'm enjoying it," you leaned back on your seat as Jihyo decided to pull her phone out to take more pics of the garden and upon doing so, she watched quite a few pedestrians strolling by. 

The laughter of children filled the air, and the warmth of their joy seemed to envelop her. 

Her eyes rested on a couple, pushing a stroller, their faces glowing with happiness and contentment. 

As Jihyo observed them, a wave of emotions washed over her, and her mind began to drift thoughts turned to you, her now loving husband, who had been by her side through thick and thin. 

They had built a decade of memories together, sharing dreams, laughter, and tears. 

Careers, travel, and various responsibilities had kept them occupied, but they kept their bond in front, communicating with another day and night.

But now, as Jihyo watched the tender interactions between parents and their children...what about her and you?

Glancing at you, still on the phone as you rolled your eyes at Jihyo with a smile, her heart swelled with gratitude for the incredible partner she had found. 

First and foremost, you're incredibly kind and compassionate. 

Your heart's overflowing with empathy, and you go out of your way to make her feel valued and loved so Jihyo knew she can count on you to be there during both joyous and challenging times, offering a supportive shoulder and a listening ear and provided a safe and nurturing environment for Jihyo to thrive. 

Whenever anything was set on a particular day, Jihyo would always wake up to texts of encouragement and funny gifs to cheer her on, even if you were there to see her during the concert, if not, you'd send her a couple more during the day.

You're her biggest supporter, always cheering her on in her endeavors. 

You believed in her talents after becoming an idol and encouraged her to reach for the stars. 

Even during Sixteen, you secretly rooted for her to win, no offense to the others, but after that whole fiasco with the photographer, you two became friends of the sort.

And what truly sets you apart is your emotional intelligence. 

You have an uncanny ability to understand and empathize with others' emotions and not afraid to delve deep into conversations, discussing hopes, fears, and dreams with an open heart. 

Jihyo, while took a bit to get comfortable with you, felt seen and understood herself in more ways than she thought.

Plus you had a knack for making her able to laugh constantly, even during the most mundane moments. Your playful banter and witty remarks fill her time with joy and reminds herself not to take things too seriously. 

She really can't help but smile when you're around.

But Jihyo thinks the communication between them is the biggest positive to her. 

Over the years she appreciated your openly and honestly mannerism, listening to her attentively, and offers support and understanding from your point of view. She trusts you wholeheartedly and that you will always have her best interests at heart.

Jihyo, rather odd, found it a safe space to express herself about current situations.

Above all, you respects her for who she is.

Knew that her job was important to her and rather than complain at the lengths of several non-interactions, you supported her. You rose her strengths, embraces her flaws (none if you had to say), and loves her unconditionally. 

With you, Jihyo felt valued, cherished, and seen for exactly who she is.

Not Park Jihyo, leader of Twice/idol.

But Park Jihyo, a lovable person.

All that equaled to one perfect man, that perfect man to be her husband.

Jihyo sighed softly as you were chatting away.

Though she didn't know about your opinion about starting a family, especially after marrying, but she didn't think you would be opposed to it. 

For Jihyo though, this has been on her mind a year before getting married, six months before Twice disbanded.

While not overthinking, it still had her anxious about their future together trailed her towards their family, their children.

A good anxious though, but now, as Jihyo watched the tender interactions between parents and their children, a longing tugged at her heartstrings. 

She yearned for the joy of holding her own child, of experiencing the unconditional love that only a parent could understand. 

The idea of raising a tiny human, nurturing them, and watching them grow into their own unique person filled her with anticipation and wonder.

Jihyo envisioned moments of bedtime stories and lullabies, of gentle kisses on scraped knees, and of joyful celebrations for milestones reached. 

She could almost hear the sound of a child's laughter echoing in her ears, filling their home with the purest melody. 

The idea of creating a family with you brought a radiant smile to her face.

However, amid her musings, a twinge of uncertainty danced in her mind. 

Doubts crept in, as they often do when contemplating life-altering decisions. 

Would they be ready for the challenges and sacrifices that parenthood demands? 

Would they be able to provide a loving and nurturing environment for their child? 

Of course raising a family would require dedication, patience, and unwavering support, but she also knew that when they tackle this journey together, navigating the highs and lows hand in hand, they would learn and grow as parents, and would offer their child the love and stability they craved.

Jihyo is confident that she'll be able to rise up for it, after all she did raise eight girls for a decade, but she hasn't heard that type of subject from you.

She doesn't think you'd oppose it, but when that time comes about the next step of their future, Jihyo for sure knew that you would be in. 

"-ay, yeah, have fun dad okay, see yah," you hung up while Jihyo kept her eyes on you, "sorry, he wanted know if we're doing fine, and informed me that he and mom will be out of town so they won't be there when we come back,"

"Where?"

"His brothers arranging a family get-together and the two decided to go, good for them," you explained as Jihyo nodded, "well, after this, what do you want to do?" You asked as Jihyo shrugged.

"Maybe a museum? I think there's that chocolate one around."

"Oh yeah, we read that one, good thing Dahyun isn't here," Jihyo chuckled, "what about on the other side of the island? I know it's far but there's that aquarium, that heritage site to climb, also there's tours we can book that takes us to those places right? Maybe we can book something?"

"True, but let's let it just be us," Jihyo said as you nodded, "but you're right, there's plenty to explore out there, the trip there will be long, but worth it," You nodded as Jihyo turned to the flowers.

"...maybe we can start a garden?" Jihyo turned to you, "course not a full fledge one since we're in an apartment, but maybe we can grow some out on the balcony?"

While Jihyo wanted to raise something else, plants are nice too.

"I'd like that, let's keep that in mind," you nodded while she took another sip of her latte and stood up, "I'm ready to keep walking, you?"

"Yeah," you stood up while grabbing your cup as Jihyo got hers, walked around the table, took your hand and soon you two were off to continue this vast environment.

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TIMESKIP

The crowded beach scene didn't even bother Jihyo. 

The only thing she could focus on was the gentle sensation of your fingers intertwined with hers, all the while being led down the sands of Jungmun Saekdal Beach. 

Literally outside their resort, that was the first Jihyo wanted to go down, not the private area they were first night.

It wasn't AS busy as Jihyo nor you would have thought it would be, sure a family here and there, but neither wasn't complaining.

After leaving the garden and a couple of museums around, the two of you decided to hit the beach after a change of clothing from the hotel since being nearby and then heading off to grab lunch.

Both had their shoes off, carrying them in hand and digging their toes into the warm sand whenever they stepped and when she looks outward, Jihyo's transfixed for a quiet moment by the darkening expanse of the sea, stretching infinitely towards the open horizon like the entire rest of the world is nothing but restless water building and rising and falling over itself endlessly, washing gently onto the sand before retreating again, everything dyed in rosy, golden hues by the sun above them. 

She lets her eyes close for a second, taking in the sound of waves rushing against the shore and the salty tang of the wind ruffling her hair. 

Jihyo felt in like those sleeping videos of seagulls, the yells of kids around, the push-and-pull of the tides, the warm wind in her face and the equally warm hand in hers gave Jihyo a sense of calm, being able to take in her surroundings and appreciate the slower pace of the vacationers compared to the hustle and bustle of the city and job that she was used to. 

She was actually grateful to escape from the confines of workers, managers, staff, cameras and it wasn't that she didn't love living being an idol, but getting adjusted to the lifestyle there was taking a bit more out of her than she originally thought it would.

She looked up at you appreciatively, noticing you were staring out into the sea. 

A flock of gulls scatters across the opposite direction, spreading their wings and lifting up and away until they become tiny, dark silhouettes against the sky. 

Jihyo slows to watch the shorebirds wheeling and diving over the water, crying out to one another in the distance, soaring effortlessly on updrafts with a freedom she longed to feel. 

"It's a great view huh?" You commented as she turned to you.

"It is, the water is so blue, seeing it at night was something, but during the day, it's a whole new sight," she complimented the view as you agreed, "It's truly breathtaking."

"Yeah, though it doesn't compare to you," you smiled as Jihyo scoffed mockingly.

"Oh my god (YN)..."

"You love it~" Jihyo could only chuckle in return, "let's take some pics of us here," you pointed, "you know, it'll be like your 'I am' book," you reminded as she nodded.

"Expect it'll be our photobook, we can name it 'Yes, we are Mr. and Mrs. (LN),'" Jihyo suggested as you nodded.

"Unfortunately it probably won't be as good since you had a crew, a thousand dollars cameras, and lighting equipment and it's just me with my phone." You pointed at yourself as Jihyo shook her head.

"Yet it'll be better in my opinion, now come on," she patted your arm as your phone got fished out and pressed the 'camera' button, and pointed your phone at your wife.

"Alright, do whatever you want," you pointed as Jihyo started to twirl herself around...

...while you took pics of her while recording...

CLICK CLICK CLICK

"Looking good," you complimented as Jihyo kept on posing in various ways, as you decided to get on your knee and talked like... "yes, wonderful, oh you're doing amazing darling, spin that dress~ oh beautiful~" 

"(YN) stop it hehe," Jihyo was amused as your photography talk ended and you decided to take a few more pics, "no one talks like that."

"I'm sure photographers talk like that when I'm on set."

"I was in front of those cameras, no one talks like that," Jihyo placed her hands on her hips as you surrendered.

"Alright, alright, uh, let's get some with you in the water? The sea behind you will be cool," 

"Yes Mr. Photographer," Jihyo rose her dress up to her shins while walking into the waves, luckily aren't going wild as it was smooth as relaxing.

You started taking pics as Jihyo posed like an MV photoshoot, easy for her to get into the scene as you moved around to get different angles.

"That should be good, I got like fifty pics," you said, putting your phone down as Jihyo went to you, feeling the sand get sturdier with each step.

"Only fifty? Shame on you (YN)," Jihyo pointed out as you hung your head.

"I think you'll find that those fifty are masterpieces," you said as you handed her your phone and Jihyo took one swipe to see each one. 

"Not too shabby Mr. Photographer~"

"Well, having someone of your talent makes it such."

"Well a decade of experience will do that," you nodded as Jihyo slipped across each screen, favoriting the ones she-

Arf Arf

Both of you heard a high pitch sound behind you and spotted a small fluffy dog running your way.

"Aww~ it's cute," Jihyo complimented.

"Must have run away, collar and leash" you pointed as the dog was feet near you along with the leash dragging behind.

Arf Arf

The dog then jumped onto your leg, only reaching to your shin. 

"And that's the owner," Jihyo pointed forward as you looked too and saw a little girl running towards you both, along with a woman behind her.

"Daisy!" The child yelled and the dog still climbing onto your leg as the child came and took the dog in her hands, not caring about you nor Jihyo, "bad girl," she pointed at the face of the puppy, "you can't run like that,"

"Heather! You can't run off like that either!" the lady behind her caught up, speaking to her as the girl turned to, what you assumed was her mother.

"I was getting Daisy, mom," 

"It doesn't matter, it's dangerous to go alone," the lady turned to you two, "I'm sorry about that, our dog is very hyper." 

"It's fine," "Don't worry," you both said as the mother nodded.

"Put Daisy down and grab my hand," she asked of her daughter, "don't run off like that, especially towards strangers," she said while the girl followed, putting Daisy down, grabbing her leash instead, taking her mom's hand.

"Sorry Mom..."

"Sigh it's okay, just let Dad or I know before you go, have a nice day you two," she said to you both repeating and with that, the two plus dog turned back the way they came.

"Well that happened," you said and turned to Jihyo.

"..." who was fixated on the leaving mother and daughter.

You looked at the duo and then back to Jihyo.

"Jihyo?"

"H-Huh?" You got her attention.

"You good?"

Jihyo got off guard once more and nodded.

"Y-yeah, I-uh, I was staring at the dog..." she said quickly as you didn't seem to think that was the reason, but you didn't want to push it.

 "Well, it is a cute dog, you want a dog?"

Jihyo shook her head slowly.

"No, Bbuyo is enough for me, just thought it was cute..." her words trailed as you nodded slowly.

"That's alright, and Bbuyo is with your sisters, but we can get him or a pup at home, I don't mind," you suggested with Jihyo giving a smile and chuckling.

"I know, thanks (YN), let's grab some lunch?" Jihyo suggested as you nodded, holding your hand out as Jihyo did the same, getting yours into hers.

"Wait? My pics?" You asked as Jihyo nodded.

"Right, oops," Jihyo pulled her phone out, "now let's see you do some amazing poses darling~" Jihyo teased as you grinned.

"Be amazed Ji," you said while getting into the water as Jihyo smiled at her husband's antics.

Though Jihyo mind was somwhere else.

Your plant idea, raising a pet wasn't one she was thinking either, but to hear you open to doing either had Jihyo assuming that you'd be open to starting a family too.

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TIMESKIP

"That should do it,"

There was plenty of room in the tub to move around and the water seemed plenty deep to comfortably cover yourself.

You decided to get inside, feeling bliss at the warm contact of your skin and sure enough it landed just about your chest.

"Oh yeah, this hits the spot, and now this," you grabbed the 'BUBBLE BATH' bottle and layered it around the top of the water and some on the still pouring water and instantly it was creating suds around.

After spreading, you placed it back and then...

HMMMMMM

...you saw a dial behind you that labeled 'JETS' and sure enough, jets of air, started to blast from the outlets midway of the bath, some down, some forward and some upward that helped with the bubbles.

After a long day of walking around, you needed to wash up and you proposed the idea of the bath to Jihyo, and...

"Wow, you went in without me?"

You heard and looked to the doorframe where Jihyo...

IF I COULD I WOULD HAVE PUT THE GIF OF MARGOT ROBBIE ON 'WOLF OF WALL STREET'

Imagine Jihyo in that stance

...was stripped of all clothing, her arm resting on the frame while her legs were crossed.

"Well it was too relaxing not to, and it's perfect," you answered.

"Good," Jihyo started walking forward as you eyed her figure, even after years of being with her Jihyo was one of, if not, the perfect woman.

Her physical features could catch anyone's eyes with her own expressive eyes that sparkle with warmth and intelligence.

Her smile is infectious, lighting up the room and revealing genuine joy.

Her hair, no matter what style, either cascades in luscious waves, falls gracefully in an elegant style, or her famous bob hair style to frame her face and add to her allure.

Her figure is graceful, with curves that celebrate femininity, confidence, and strength.

But that's just the outside, her personality is what shines the most for you.

Jihyo exudes self-assurance and carries herself with grace and poise.

Her confidence stems from embracing her individuality and celebrating her unique qualities that radiate magnetic energy that draws others towards her.

Her kindness, compassion, and empathy shine through her actions and interactions with others.

And she may have the warmest heart around that nurtures those around her, making people like you feel seen and valued along with her positive attitude and genuine interest in others make her a joy to be around.

But the one that does it for you is her inner strength and resilience.

Of course, you knew Jihyo well that 'on-screen' Jihyo was one person, and another was 'off-screen' Jihyo where she showed her true side to you. She was still a person after all and you aided her in her troubles out of the stage of the negative effects of being an idol from mental to physical tolls on her.

But Jihyo didn't surrender.

Instead, she embraces her vulnerabilities and uses them as stepping stones to grow and evolve to be better. Her strength shines through in her ability to navigate through her idol journey's of ups and downs while being one of the best role models for kids, teens, and probably adults.

When the other members chose Jihyo as a leader, it wasn't due to the amount of time she trained, but her willpower, strength, and her in general.

Her combination of physical attractiveness, confidence, inner glow, intelligence, and resilience that makes Jihyo truly beautiful and perfect.

You don't know what deity to thank for having her at your side, but you could spend an eternity showing gratitude and it still won't be enough.

"And bubbles too, we're really gonna get messy~"

"I think it adds sexiness," you shrugged as Jihyo dipped her hand in the water.

"Perfect," she said while she got in and slowly descended on her side, facing you as she sighed in bliss as well, "now this is warm~"

"And maybe enough water," you said, turning off the faucet and the jets were creating sounds.

"Is that, jasmine?" Jihyo sniffed as you nodded.

"Bath bomb," you explained as Jihyo smiled.

For a moment they sat silently in the hot, steamy water.

Their eyes were locked onto each other. 

The scent of the jasmine was filling their nostrils.

And without giving you a warning, Jihyo moved closer to you, staying linear with the water, but you spotted her hand reaching out and landing on your stomach as she leaned in to kiss your lips.

====================SMUT START=======================

The water splashed them as you opened your mouth and danced your tongue against hers.

Running her hand back across your cheek, your wet hands came out of the water, dripping as you pushed them on her large breasts.

Your mouths moved in sync, tongues tangling in a passionate dance as Jihyo's hands found their way to your chest, feeling the defined tone of your torso, while your hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer to you as their bodies moved with a shared urgency.

Jihyo felt a fire burning within her, fuelled by your touch and the raw desire that pulsed between them.

She let herself be carried away by the sensations, giving in to the passion that consumed her.

Your kiss grew more fervent, their movements more desperate, as they lost themselves in each other.

Jihyo's body tingled with pleasure as your hands explored her curves, leaving a trail of fiery sensation in their wake.

The air was filled with moans and gasps and the sounds of the jets as they gave in to their desires, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Time seemed to stand still as they explored each other, their hunger for each other insatiable.

Their encounter was passionate and intense, a culmination of their love for the past eight years.

They were lost in each other, the world around them fading into the background as they surrendered to the pleasure that engulfed them.

Jihyo's body responded eagerly to your touch, her skin tingling with anticipation as you leaned down to press hot, lingering kisses to the nape of her neck, your breath sending shivers down her spine.

Jihyo's fingers gripped the your back as your hands roamed over her, your touch confident and skilled.

Jihyo's breathing grew shallow as your hands moved lower, teasing the small of her back and the curve of her hips and she couldn't help but arch into your touch, craving more of the delicious sensations you were evoking.

Your touch grew bolder, your fingers trailing over the curve of her buttocks...

"Hmm~"

...eliciting a soft gasp from Jihyo.

You continued to explore her body with your hands, your touch igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain and Jihyo responded eagerly to your ministrations, her hips rocking against your cock in silent invitation.

With a growl of desire, you shifted your position, catching her back with your left hand and pushing her up so that both tits were exposed to the cool air.

Your lips found her right nipple as your right-hand fingers found her left, sweltering your tongue and gently sucking one, then the other.

Jihyo's body trembled the whole time as you continued to alternate between nipples and her body continued to tremble.

After a minute or so Jihyo rolled off your hand into the water and had a huge smile on her face as her arms extended and wrapped around your neck and her lips locked onto yours.

"Mmmm," she mewed through the kiss while rubbing herself on your already rigid cock that was sandwiched between her and your stomach.

You pushed yourself and her and floated her into the center of the tub, your left hand caught the small of her back.

Her legs spayed open for you and your right hand found her pussy.

Her labia were rubbery to the touch in the water as your index and middle finger probed and found her hole.

You pushed them in as you pulled her body with your left hand while your thumb landed on her clit.

"Hmph~"

Jihyo decided to join the fray with her right hand going under and her fingers displaced your thumb on her clit as Jihyo rubbed vigorously while you rotated yours.

"Hmm~"

As she rubbed her clit, you flexed your thumb and fingers inside her making sure your knuckles arched upwards.

She was slippery inside.

There was no friction.

Jihyo's left hand stroked and tugged at her nipples, from one to the other and back again.

Her fingers never let up on her clit, yours inside her didn't either.

You couldn't believe the sexual appetite she had.

It was only at that moment that you realized your prick was stiff, bobbling in the swirling water below and Jihyo figured as well as her hand felt around your torso and trailed down towards your cock and you could feel her grip as you groaned.

"Hmph~"

Though it didn't last as Jihyo pulled away from the kiss as you wondered, but...

"Since we're in a bath, we have to clean each other up~" you got the message and Jihyo stood up from the water, the suds sticking onto her body, mostly on her tits was fucking sexy as the water dripped down her body, "mind cleaning me (YN)?"

The height was enough for Jihyo's pussy to be displayed and she brought her left leg up and perched on the side of the tub, spreading her labia lips.

"I got you, I'm gonna clean you up real good,"

You looked at her deep into her eyes and placed your hands on her hips, Jihyo felt dizzy knowing what you were about to do.

Your nose was almost touching her trimmed pubic hair as you looked up at her and with a huge grin on your face, you grabbed her ass with your hands and pushed your face right in between her legs.

There was no other feeling like your tongue slipping over her clit and in between the folds of her pussy lips as Jihyo groaned out in ecstasy and grabbed the back of your head.

You weren't wasting any time as your tongue was expertly licking her pussy and Jihyo was humping your head.

"Oh god~ fuck me with that tongue~"

Your tongue teased and tantalized her, flicking and swirling against her sensitive flesh, sending electric waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Jihyo's breath came in ragged gasps as her senses were overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment and her body reacted to your touch with unbridled desire, her hips arching towards you, silently urging you to continue.

The sensation of your tongue teasing and tantalizing her in such an intimate way drove her wild with need, igniting a fire deep within her.

Your ministrations were relentless, your tongue teasing, licking, and exploring, igniting a primal hunger within Jihyo that shes experienced many times and still always a high.

"Hmmm~" Jihyo heard your growls under her as her body writhed with pleasure, her moans growing louder with each tantalizing touch and surrendered herself to the sensations, lost in the intense pleasure that you were bestowing upon her.

"Ohhh~ Ahhh~"

Her fingers clenched your head, her body trembling with anticipation as she eagerly welcomed your every touch.

With each flick of your tongue, her excitement reached new heights, her body ached and bucking as she neared the edge of ecstasy once again.

As your tongue continued to explore Jihyo's most intimate parts, you lavished attention on her tender labia, gently parting them with your tongue and delving between them with skilful precision.

Your movements were sharp, your tongue gliding over every sensitive fold, tracing patterns and circles that sent jolts of pleasure coursing through your wife's body.

"Mmmhmph~"

Jihyo couldn't help but moan and writhe above your expert ministrations as her body surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

Your tongue was a masterful instrument, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy with each tantalizing stroke.

You took your time, savouring her taste, teasing her with your tongue, and relishing in the soft sighs and gasps that escaped her lips. Daisy was lost in the intensity of the moment, her senses consumed by the pleasure you were bestowing upon her.

"You taste incredible," you murmured huskily, your voice rough with desire, "I could eat you all day long."

"I m-might h-ave you-aahhh~"

Her breath hitched as she felt your tongue flick and swirl with renewed intensity, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through her body.

"(YN)~," she moaned, arching her back and pressing herself closer to you, she looked down and pulled upward on your hair, "I'm close, please keep-oh fuckkkk~"

Their eyes locked, and she saw the raw desire burning in your gaze.

You wanted her as much as she wanted you, and the passion between them was indescriable.

You responded with a hungry growl, your tongue delving deeper, exploring her most sensitive spots with fervour and Jihyo's senses were on fire, her body responding to your skilled ministrations with unrestrained fervency.

"Yeah! Oh god!" Jihyo gripped your head hard, "yes! yes! Ohh-...hmmm~"

Her soft thighs squirmed and squeezed your face and cheeks as your fingers dug into her skin.

You knew she wouldn't last much longer and knew what you could do to make her orgasm more powerful as you pulled back from her pussy and before she could miss you, you pressed two fingers against her glistening pussy entrance.

SLURP

SLURP

SLURP

Your fingers easily pushed into her, parting her pussy lips so you could thrust them deep inside her, deeper than your tongue could reach.

"Ahhhh, fuck that's good!" Jihyo shrieked at the feel of your fingers stroking inside her pussy, looking up, and she was a beautiful sight.

Jihyo had her eyes closed and was playing with her exposed breasts as her mouth gaped as she moaned loudly every time you pushed deep inside her.

You continued to probe her pussy, your fingers rubbing her pussy walls with every thrust into her, and you soon found the pace which helped her get closer and closer to her orgasm.

"Yes, yes, yes," now Jihyo was just mumbling in time with the stroking of your fingers and could see her clitoris clearly peaking out from its soft protective lips.

Gradually her cries became louder and louder and you could feel her pussy get hotter and hotter from your attention as you moved your head closer to her, still with your fingers penetrating her tight pussy.

Knowing she was about to cum you suddenly flicked your tongue across her engorged clitoris and just that light touch of my tongue on her set Jihyo over the edge.

With one final, skilful swipe of his tongue, you pushed her over the edge, and Jihyo cried out as her body convulsed with a powerful orgasm.

Her muscles clenched, her back arched, and she was lost in a whirlwind of sensation as waves of pleasure washed over her.

"Ahhhh, I'm cumming, oh yes, oh yes, ahhhhhh," Jihyo finally shrieked as her climax consumed her and her body writhed under your touch, continuing to gently lick across her clit while she came although you found it hard to keep close with all her bucking and writhing.

It was such a sexy feeling to know you make your wife cum so hard and so quickly.

You latched your mouth at her opening, eager to swallow her essence as it flowed down your throat like a glass of water though Jihyo was a whole jug full.

As the intensity of her climax subsided, Jihyo stood breathless and spent, her body tingling with satisfaction with your tongue taking her on a journey of pleasure, leaving her craving for more.

Looking down, their eyes met once again, and the air between them was charged with desire once more.

You released your lips from her lips and Jihyo brought her leg down and squatted into the water, holding onto your head as she dove down for another blazing kiss, planting herself over your lap.

Amidst the warm bubbling water, she knew that your hard cock was aching under her.

You moved up to allow her tits to push into your chest as you wrapped your arms around her and kissed her luscious lips once more.

Jihyo laced her fingers around your neck, pushing her body into him further as they kissed.

Sitting on your lap, she could undoubtedly feel your cock hardening from under her.

Reaching her hand down into the water, Jihyo grabbed your cock and began to stroke you.

"My turn to clean you~ Sit up for me." She commanded while getting up from your lap and you relocated and sat yourself on the side of the tub behind you as Jihyo got to her knees, while gripping onto your cock.

"That's a lot of suds," Jihyo gave a handjob while removing the bubbles off your cock.

"Maybe I went overboard on the bubbles,"

"Maybe," Jihyo teased, "alright squeaky clean," Jihyo released her hand, "what do you think?"

"Could be better," you answered as Jihyo grinned.

"You're right,"

​​She licked her lips before lowering them, placing a wet kiss over the crown of your long shaft and Jihyo parted her lips and slipped your cock inside her delightful mouth.

"Ohhhhh, yes Jihyo, baby."

Gasping for breath, you were always taken back when feeling your cock inside her mouth for the first few seconds.

Jihyo had a way of making you moan, even when she attempted to be slow and sensual with her lips squeezing around your pole tightly and began to bob her mouth up and down.

She moved her right hand away, using it to cup your balls down below and squeeze them within her grasp.

Her eyes were closed momentarily while taking in the first few inches of your cock, sucking on it vigorously before re-opening them.

Jihyo glanced up at your face, looking eyes with you as she witnessed your relaxed expression: eyes shut and head leaned back.

She had her man right where she wanted you and the time to make you scream for her was now.

This time she removed her left hand all together and was ready to turn up the heat.

Pushing your cock back between her lips, this time she began to work her lips in motion, bobbing up and down effortlessly.

'Mmm, mmmm, mmmmm', the muffled moans between her lips could be heard among light sucking noises.

"Ohhhh, fuck yeah..."

Your words were in a low voice before a gasp was heard with Jihyo closing her eyes, taking inch after inch of your swollen cock into her mouth while you were lost in a world of pleasure and fantasy.

GULP 

GULP

GULP

The sucking and slobbering noises began to echo while excess saliva was leaking from the corners of Jihyo's talented mouth.

Ready to truly make you scream for her, she pushed her lips all the way down, taking every inch of your long dick until the hit reached the back of her throat.

"Damn..."

Your voice echoed throughout the tiled room while Jihyo's lips were pushed down to the base of your cock.

You took a deep breath, gazing down at your wife as every bit of your cock was in her mouth.

Showing true skill, Jihyo remained still in position without choking while she silently counted in her head.

You soon felt her fingers playing with your hairless balls down below.

After twelve seconds, Jihyo finally choked and gagged on your cock, forcing her to slowly pull her lips back up and release it with a loud popping noise.

Several strings of saliva dangled from her gaping mouth back to your shiny, soaked rod.

This was a mass difference from the first times of oral sex.

Even suggesting it was tough for Jihyo, but it was long enough to get to the next stage of their relationships.

The both of you were pretty lost and even nervous on how to pleasure their partners and when doing the actions, it was a ridiculous high as they were stimulated by another person besides their hands.

And as time went, experience was gained and neither was bashful or holding back when it came to having sex.

It felt pretty fucking amazing so why hold back?

"Mmmmmm~ I'm sure you're already thinking about covering my face with your cum~"

Her voice was low and sultry, her accent making the most dirty of talk come out sensual. You didn't hesitate to reply back to your lover.

"Amongst other places~"

Giving a grin, she lowered her head down to your balls, moving both of her hands to wrap around your saliva covered rod pushing her lips to your ball sack.

You felt a kiss before the sound of her slobbering and slurping drool all over your nuts were the only thing you could properly hear.

Who knew Park Jihyo would have this wild side to her.

Like you said, two sides of a coin.

You took a deep breath, but was unable to mutter any kind of words back to the ex-idol with a soft moan was heard from down below before you felt Jihyo shoving your left nut into her mouth.

She slurped and sucked on it before moaning with her tongue rolled over it.

'Mmmmm', her nearly muted voice had sent vibrations through your skin, though Jihyo released your nut from her lips while a string of her drool dripped from your ball sack.

She stuffed the other one in her mouth, giving it an equal sucking and moving her head and waited until she had properly rolled her tongue over your other nut enough times before releasing it from her lips.

Leaning back up, those big hazel eyes locked onto you once more before she pushed the head of your rod back between her lips and plunged it back in.

"Shit Jihyo..."

Taking in a deep breath, you couldn't stop yourself from gasping once more as Jihyo resumed sucking your cock.

You moved both of your hands into her hair, almost gripping it like she was when you were 'cleaning' her out.

Jihyo didn't let you interfere with her concentration whatsoever, still bobbing her head up and down that wonderful cock.

When she felt your fingers turn and grip her hair, she still refused to stop.

You panted, knowing her lips were almost working you beyond the point of no return when...

POP

...Jihyo pulled her lips back up to the head of your cock, Jihyo released you with a loud popping noise as that resulted in you looking at her.

"Close?" She teased as you nodded fast, "I figured I should give you a proper cleaning~"

She was quick with her hands, as she leaned up on her knees, presenting her large natural boobs before you.

When she gripped you, she gave you a nod, watching you lean forward once more.

"You want my breasts, dear husband?"

Gripping her breasts among her hands, she pulled them apart, moving forward and then using her left hand to grab your cock and shove it between them.

Jihyo glanced down at her own pale skin, watching herself trap your long, veiny pole between them.

"You know I do,"

Your voice called out in excitement at the wonderful feeling of your cock fitting snugly in place between her firm, natural tits. Glancing back up at your face, Jihyo spoke once more.

"Then fuck them, they're yours after all~"

From the way you had leaned up, Jihyo knew you were in a prime position to give her tits the fucking that only they deserved.

Her voice called out to you but she didn't elevate her tone while commanding her husban.

You moved your hands down to the tub from her head, slightly bucking your hips to make the first thrust between her tits.

Jihyo let out a moan, dropping her lower lip and slightly revealing her gritted teeth.

That same look of lustful hunger was painted across her facial expression.

Taking in a deep breath, you bucked your hips harder, forcing your cock to pump through her heavenly cleavage. Jihyo appeared to be pleased now as her lips curved into a smile.

"Mmm~ that's it. Clean yourself with my boobs."

The sound of her voice was low and sensual, just enough on the sultry side to melt your heart in the midst of their heated passion.

You continued to buck your hips, driving that thick shaft between her wonderful tits.

Jihyo dropped her lower lip, letting out a moan just before your heavy breathing became louder.

"Jesus...this is incredible~"

You simply couldn't prevent yourself from uttering out a few words in excitement.

Over and over, you made harder thrusts, pumping your big dick back and forth between her tits.

Your eyes narrowed in, watching as the head of your shaft shoved up with each pump and Jihyo temporarily shut her eyes while curving her puffy lips into a smug grin.

The white of her teeth flashed, but all you could do was look into that complacent expression on her face while fucking her tits.

Jihyo appeared to be satisfied and re-opened her eyes, she immediately glanced down to view the action.

"Ohhhhh, yeah. Mmmmmmm, yeah. Thrust your cock into my tits, just like that. Keep fuckin' em, Show them some love."

Jihyo picked up that you loved dirty talk and how to drive you crazy with her soft voice, knowing you would listen to such a simple command.

Jihyo could hear your frantic breathing through the passing seconds, all while that long shaft pumped back and forth between her tits.

She was built for it that's for sure.

Adjusting her grip over her breasts, she glanced back up to see your face all curled up, lost in the pleasure you were experiencing...and then...

"Hmph fuck!!"

Your yell echoed throughout the suite as your last thrust was your last with ropes of cum producing out of your cock.

Jihyo smiled at your sperm hitting her chin and down her neck, but most landed back down onto her breasts and over your cock as you gave mini thrusts to give your last spurts.

When you couldn't produce anymore, Jihyo brought herself down in the water and rinsed off your work from her body as you sat there and taking a few breaths to recover.

"Damn...that was pretty good cleaning," you complimented as Jihyo smiled.

"Happy to help," she spoke as her hands rubbed your thighs, "ready for more fun?"

"Ready anytime," your cock twitched as Jihyo hummed.

"Get down here," she asked of you as you sat back down feeling the heat take over as Jihyo got on top of you, her legs on either side.

Using her hand to guide your cock, she was ready to feel him inside her.

Her eyes looked back into your as she guided your cock under the water, right into her sweet pussy.

There wasn't any words for either of them to speak within this moment.

Only actions were doing the talking.

Within seconds, both breaths hitched as you felt your cock entering her.

Jihyo placed both her hands down on your shoulders and forced her body down, allowing your cock to slowly drive into her.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah...that's it."

As her hips rocked, more and more of your cock slipped inside her until you was in all the way.

"Mmm~"

Damn.

This woman was driving you nuts.

She leaned against your shoulder and kissed your neck while your hands ran up to softly grab her boobs, feeling her hardened nipples melding against your palms and soon thewater started to create waves around them as she tried to pump herself up and down on your cock from sitting in your lap.

Jihyo's body moved slow only because of the water but she could clearly feel your cock driving into her.

"Hmm~"

"Ohh (YN)~ Hhhhaaa!!! Oohh....!!" Jihyo mewled with eyes closed as she held you close.

You held her close with one arm curling underneath her backside while the other cradled her face lovingly, your hips began the rhythmic pounding of her pussy making her gasp and yelp with each upward thrust.

SPLASH

SPLASH

SPLASH

Again and again, you pounded into her cunt reaching the deepest parts of her and making her moan like an animal in heat.

You were getting truly lost in the passion of it all, especially after resolving to embrace the life-changing circumstance of legitimately marrying your wife.

Your hips slammed up hard repeatedly against her body, breaching her cervix each time you slid in.

Jihyo had then latched her arms fully around your neck ensuring all parts of her were locking you in place while you fucked her into oblivion.

Hard smacking sounds coupled with moans and scent of hot steamy sex filled the air, feeling as you filled her up with every piece of your warm flesh. 

Her own body rejoiced as she rubbed herself around your shaft.

Jihyo concentrated on tightening the walls of her sheath around you, feeling the friction increase even more than before. 

"Ahh (YN)~"

A gasp escaped her mouth at the same time. 

The pleasure was mounting, making her chase the reward at the other end of this lapse, she could hear that you were with her in every move that she made.

"Fuck Ji, god I fucking love you," you swore with her as Jihyo could only moan

"Mmmmaaah," 

Your hips flexed together, gasping for air, both hearts were racing.

"Nnnaaah."

Her breath blew hard into your ear.

"Nnaagh."

It was tough to hold on.

"Nna."

Jihyo's gasps in your ear.

"Nnnaaaaaaaaaaghhh!" Her whole body shook and her pussy clenched your cock. 

You came immediately.

"Aagh," she clenched, your hips jerked.

"Aagh," you gasped, she clenched.

"Aagh," you jerked one last time, clenching your wife with might.

"Aagh," 

gasp

"Whoo," 

gasp

"Whoo," 

gasp

You both needed air and could feel both of your hearts race.

Your shoulders rose and fell with each breath. 

Jihyo just held on to you, holding her arms around your shoulders, kissing your skin from your shoulder and over to your face, landing on your mouth as you two spared a few seconds lip locking before she pulled away.

"You're amazing, (YN)," she murmured.

"So are you, Jihyo," you said heartily and kissed her deeply once more and this time, for a whole lot longer.

====================SMUT END=======================

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DAY 3

"This place is beautiful,"

"Are you ready for this?" Jihyo asked you, her eyes alight with excitement.

"Absolutely," you replied, your voice brimming with enthusiasm, "you're good right, we can stop anytime you want for breaks,"

"Oh, I should be asking you that,"

"I think our night sessions answer that right~?" you leaned toward her as Jihyo grinned.

"So yes?"

"-_-" was your facial expression as Jihyo patted your arm.

"Kidding (YN)~"

As they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they were greeted by a sign that read "Seongsan Ilchulbong: A UNESCO World Heritage Site". 

They looked at each other and knew that they were about to embark on an unforgettable journey.

 "A World Heritage Site. Can you believe it? We're about to trek on something unique,"

"It's gonna be a great memory for us," you nodded, a grin spreading across your face as Jihyo gripped your hand and headed to the ticket booth for tickets.

After being pointed at where to go, you picked up a pamphlet on the side of the stall and you two were off.

"What you got?" Jihyo asked as you turned the paper back and forth.

"I guess information of this place. Could be nice to bring back." You showcased to Jihyo as she saw half the pamphlet with a picture on the bottom half and words on the top half

"Sure, well read it while we go up," Jihyo took your arm with hers, "we got a way to go before we head up the stairs."

You went to the front of the paper.

"Let's see...this place rose from under the sea in a volcanic eruption over 5000 years ago," you read the bio as Jihyo listened on as they walked, "the crater is about 600m in diameter and 90m high. With 100 sharp rocks surrounding the crater, it looks like a gigantic crown in the air. While the southeast and north sides are cliffs, the northwest side is a verdant grassy hill that is connected to the Seongsan Village. The ridge provides an ideal spot for walks and for horse riding as well, oh horse riding."

"Uh uh, not doing that," Jihyo shook her head, "not after what happened to Jeongyeon way back then, I had thoughts for a month knowing it could have been worse, sorry,"

"That's okay, I get it, let's see...the name Seongsan Ilchulbong means a hill shaped like a castle" and "an elevated point with views of sunrise". Hence the nickname, "sunrise peak", the more you know," 

As they approached the foot of the peak, a sense of excitement filled the air, mingling with the salty breeze from the nearby ocean.

"Anything else," she asked.

"No much, the hike up from the entrance is just about 0.8 km and it should take between 30 minutes to reach the top. Just note that this is not a flat pathway, as you will have a few hundred feet of elevation gain along the way, we can see," you looked forward at the trail where dozens of people were already on it: either walking or taking pics, "uh as you head on up, you will be walking along a paved basalt pathway as well as a whole series of staircases. Fun fact, the stone material 'basalt' is only found on Jeju Island,"

"Maybe we should take some home." Jihyo asked as you shrugged.

"Imagine giving it as a gift, Nayeon would probably beat us to death with it," Jihyo chuckled, "let's see, it takes about forty minutes to walk up the Sunrise Peak trail. The trail is well marked and well maintained, I mean I would hope so, and that's it. There's a few landmarks going up the trail and other activities we can do but that's it." You analyzed the pamphlet and your eyes eagerly tracing the serpentine path that led them to the summit.

Seongsan Ilchulbong was renowned for its breathtaking beauty, and they were determined to witness its splendor firsthand.

Jihyo adjusted her backpack, making sure she had all the necessary provisions for the climb. 

Her face beamed with determination, mirroring the vibrant energy that radiated from her. 

"Alright then, ready dear husband?" Jihyo questioned as you nodded.

"Ready Ms. (LN)," you answered back as the hold between them tightened.

As you two began their ascent, the trail snaked through dense vegetation, revealing a kaleidoscope of vibrant flowers and lush greenery that seemed to have sprung from the fertile earth. 

The air was thick with the intoxicating scent of wild blooms, as if nature herself had adorned the path to welcome the climbers.

"So far so good," you noted as Jihyo nodded.

"Well we're not at the stairs yet,"

"Ah don't worry, we got this."

With each step, the duo felt a growing connection to the ancient volcanic soil beneath their feet. 

The volcanic ash, a testament to the mountain's tumultuous past, crunched softly underfoot, reminding them of the tremendous forces that had shaped this remarkable landscape. 

"Thank god for the clouds to block the sun," Jihyo looked up at the cloudy atmosphere.

"You better not have jinxed us." You joked as Jihyo smiled.

As they looked up, they could see the path winding ever higher, beckoning them to continue their ascent.

The climb started out easy enough, with a gentle incline and well-marked paths. They were surrounded by lush greenery and a cool breeze that kept them refreshed.

The air was crisp and clean, and they could hear the sounds of nature all around them.

As they climbed higher, the path became steeper and more challenging.

They had to use their hands and feet to navigate the rocky terrain, but they pushed on, driven by the desire to reach the summit.

The emerald sea stretched out before them, its waves gently caressing the rocky coastline. 

The distant horizon seemed to merge seamlessly with the sky, painting a picture of tranquility that touched their souls.

And that's when they reached a landmark in front of them.

Jihyo started reading as you looked around.

"Something about the rocks around? They seem unique."

"It's this one," Jihyo pointed at her right, "uh it's called, I'm gonna butcher this, Deunggyeongdol, I think, it says residents will bow four times to it for prosperity and well-being."

"So a good-luck charm?"

"Exactly, lets do it," Jihyo pointed and you two did the bowing towards it.

"Well I feel richer already," you said as Jihyo hummed and the two continued on.

As they climbed higher, the landscape unfolded before their eyes like a breathtaking painting. 

The lush greenery of the surrounding hills contrasted with the dark volcanic rock formations, creating a striking art. 

Below, the vast expanse of the ocean stretched out, its cerulean waves crashing against the rugged cliffs with a soothing rhythm.

However, it wasn't easier.

As you two climbed higher and twenty mins later, the path became steeper and more challenging with steps rather than an incline.

"Whew, this is getting tough," Jihyo said, taking a moment to catch her breath.

"Here," you pulled your water flask out and handed it to Jihyo as she gratefully took it and started to sip, "don't push yourself alright,"

"I'm good, just thirsty," she felt her throat relieved after a cool drink and you looked around yourselves.

A couple passed by you both but coming up here, there were quite a handful of people around, though the trek up here, you figured they were only staying at the bottom half of the trek.

You figured you had another 15 or 20 mins left to climb.

It wasn't 'that' bad, but it did took a toll if you aren't the healthiest.

Luckily carrying around heavy objects at work made your body form pretty great and Jihyo keeping her body in check from her idol career and still after made both your lifestyle healthly.

"Well the sun coming out didn't help, thanks for jinxing us by the way," you retorted as Jihyo gave a wink mid-drinking , "let's catch our breath, besides, we got a heck of a view." You turned your head as Jihyo turned as well.

"It's incredible, the ocean, landscape, the colors, it's pretty tranquil," Jihyo described as you leaned onto the railings.

"Ditto," you eyed the scenery as Jihyo looked at your side and smiled.

"It's quite the opposite of our place,"

"We got pretty nice buildings, but nothing like this, though I guess depends on where you live."

Jihyo scooted to be shoulder-to-shoulder with you.

"Do you enjoy it," you heard and turned to your wife, "living in the city?"

"It's not bad, you?"

"I don't mind either, but you never know, there may be a time when we'll discuss moving, maybe even somewhere in the county like Chae and Mina. I'm not saying I want to, but now married, we're going to tackle lots of life choices in time," Jihyo remarked while you smiled and nodded.

"I know that, but I'm two hundred percent confident that we'll handle any and all situations together. I don't mean to brag, but we're both smart, responsible, and level-headed enough to deal with whatever." You pointed out with your fingers.

That gave Jihyo much more encouragement for her want.

"And even if it's something with you only, I'll be there for you no matter what," you supplied as Jihyo's smile grew.

"I know, you've been there for me for a decade. And I'm right there for you too (YN)," you nodded and Jihyo leaned her head towards you as you did the same and shared a few seconds of a kiss before Jihyo parted a few inches.

"I love you," she whispered.

"Love you more," you returned as Jihyo felt the euphoria of you being with her for life and getting one look at the town...

"Hey, let's take some pics of us here." She took her phone out as you turned around and Jihyo brought her phone in front of herself and then hugged your arm while placing her head on your shoulder.

"Looks great," you noted as Jihyo took about ten pictures of you both. 

Satisfied, she scrolled through the pics with you over her shoulder.

"Not bad," you said as Jihyo agreed.

"Not bad at all," she then looked at you, "I'm ready to head out,"

"You sure?" she nodded.

"Let's get going," Jihyo brought her hand out and you took it in yours as the two were off.

The beauty of the moment spurred them on, reigniting their determination to reach the summit.

Their conversation became interspersed with exhilarated laughter and encouraging words as they continued their climb. 

The occasional huff and puff of exertion echoed through the air, another break in between mixed with the sounds of their footsteps and the distant crash of the waves, but in the end, after a challenging but rewarding ascent, you two reached the peak, their hearts pounding with a mixture of exhaustion and triumph.

"We did it!" Jihyo rose her hands up as you approached behind her...

They were greeted by a panoramic view of the top, surrounded by shrubbery and flowers in the summer is truly a sight to behold.

The sea was a brilliant shade of blue stretching out as far as the eye could see.

They were both exhausted, but the beauty of the view was worth every step of the climb. They felt a sense of accomplishment, knowing that they had conquered the mountain and experienced its beauty in all its glory.

They stood atop Seongsan Ilchulbong, their breath taken away not only by the stunning sunrise but also by the panoramic view that unfolded before them.

Speechless for a moment, they finally found their voice. 

"Look at this view. It's like we're standing on the edge of the world." you went forward to the railings as Jihyo did as well.

Jihyo nodded, a sense of accomplishment glowing in her eyes. 

She turned to you and embraced them, a joyful smile spreading across her face. 

"Let's take some pics and sit, cause I am out of breath." She said cleaning the sweat from her forehead with her shirt, "let's get somewhere secluded."

"Gotcha," you pulled your phone out and Jihyo turned to her right after looking around.

There were maybe at most twenty people around, but two people stood out with their uniforms and sitting inside a booth on their phones.

They may have been a workers stationed up here.

"Let's go to the corner there."

Jihyo lead as you followed behind her and  found themselves captivated by the stunning beauty of a majestic cliff that overlooked the vast expanse of the ocean. 

Jihyo felt a surge of excitement as they spotted the perfect spot for a photograph and positioned herself in front of the railings, strucking a pose already, her eyes reflecting a mix of confidence and allure. 

You steadied yourself and...

SNAP

SNAP

SNAP

"Looking good," you complimented as Jihyo kept doing other poses while you went around her, getting the good spots.

The wind gently tousled her hair, lending a touch of natural grace to the composition. 

You, with her artistic eye, adjusted her position, framing her in the lens, ensuring that every element aligned perfectly, nsuring that the composition was just right. 

SNAP

SNAP

"Alright, I got quite a few, tell me what you think of these so far," you said lowering your phone down as Jihyo brought herself down from the side.

"How'd I look?" She questioned as you smiled at her.

"The answer to that will always be beautiful."

Jihyo's smile appeared with your compliments lighting her up.

"Always the charmer aren't you?" Jihyo whispered at your side now as she looked at your phone pics, "oh yeah, these do look good."

"I told you,"

"And now we need some of you,"

"Yeah, you can use-"

"Excuse me?" Both of you turned to Jihyo's left/your right in response to spot two girls approaching.

They looked to be their late twenties/early thirties approaching them in warm attire of cargo pants and a jacket with different colors on each.

"Oh my god, I-I think that's her?!"

'Guess we got Once here,' 

"Are you the Park Jihyo? You look a lot like her?" One pointed rather upfront as Jihyo gave a quizzical look as they kept walking towards her.

"See I told you it looked lik-you are her aren't you!?" The other pointed at Jihyo, phone in hand.

"Want to lie?" you muttered in Jihyo's ear.

"It's fine," she responded, "yes, I'm Jihyo, but can you keep it down please." Jihyo responded as both girls were gonna scream, "please keep it down!" Jihyo was upront as both girls kept their scream in but jumped in place.

"Gasp oh my- ahem sorry sorry, we're a huge fan of Twice," they stopped in place as you nodded.

"We can tell," you joked as one held her phone out.

"May we get a pic?"

"All I ask is you don't spread this around, we're trying to kept us being here hush." Jihyo asked in return as the two smiled harder if that was possible.

"Oh don't worry, you got our word," one said as Jihyo nodded and in a speed of light, they were was near Jihyo as you kept your eyes on them while the other took her phone and each one posed with Jihyo.

It wasn't as often now, but Jihyo was always appreciative of fans, even though a few can be...up there, but she wouldn't be were she is without them.

"Thank you so much," they said lowering their phones and looking at Jihyo's smile.

"It's no problem, thank you for supporting us," Jihyo told him as they nodded.

"Of course, your music is the best out there, it sucked that you disbanded." The first one spoke as Jihyo shrugged.

"For us too, but I'm glad that you still are fans of us, it's makes me very happy that you are," Jihyo saluted as the two nodded back at her, "but may I ask again that you don't spread that I'm on the island? At least for a few days?" She held her hands together as the two nodded fast.

"For sure," "Don't you worry,"

"Great, thank you for this, I wish you the best for the rest of day," Jihyo reached out with both hands to shake with both girls as they took it with pace and nodded.

"Thanks again!" the two thanked Jihyo as she waved back at them and saw them hopping away in joy.

"Sorry," Jihyo said as you shook your head, "kind of feel bad to say no,"

"You never have to apologize for that, besides, I know it makes you happy."

"Most of the time," Jihyo complained as you wrapped an arm around her, "but those two were cute,"

"Their reactions will always be the funny part," she smiled while being shaken by you, "still," you looked forward at the two who were in far enough distance, though they kept looking back at you both, "you think he'll keep it to themselves?"

"I think we can trust them, but hopefully it won't be that big of an issue if they don't. We knew the risk of being out. We didn't travel here to spend the time in the hotel only," you nodded as that was a critical topic you two talked about coming here, "now let's sit for a bit, my legs could use a rest,"

"Want a massage?" You asked as Jihyo looked at you.

"When we get back at our hotel~" Jihyo grinned as you nodded and you both went to sit your tired muscles. 

"Water?" You offered to Jihyo as she grabbed and took a swig, "so, where to after this? Udo Island?"

"Hmm-mph," Jihyo nodded while closing the cap, "the ferry isn't far from here,"

"Yeah, it's been a great two days so far,"

"It really has been, it was great decision coming here, it doesn't get any better than this," Jihyo complimented at the view.

"Yeah, hey, we should go to where you did Summer Nights," you suggested as Jihyo nodded.

"That'll be something, but it's on the side of the island," 

"We can plan around that, we can do the whole island if you wanted to, we're doing east now, south was yesterday, be kind of cool," you shrugged as Jihyo smiled, scooted closer to her husband and leaned onto your arm.

"It sure does," was all she said while closing her eyes. 

You smiled and looked outward at the ocean, your phone still in hand after Jihyo's photoshoot...to which you remembered you needed some of your own, and started to take pics of the environment.

Jihyo sat on a weathered wooden bench, a natural wonder that overlooked the vast expanse of the ocean. 

The cool breeze rustled her hair, and she marveled at the breathtaking panoramic view that unfolded before her. 

The cliffs and craters, remnants of ancient volcanic activity, created a dramatic backdrop against the deep blue sky.

As Jihyo relaxed in the majestic sight...

"Daddy! Get closer!"

"Alright alright, relax,"

...her gaze was opened and drawn to a nearby yells where a family had gathered, their laughter and excitement carrying through the air. 

The parents, their faces illuminated with joy, positioned themselves with their child on the shoulders of a man and a female next to them, overlooking the awe-inspiring backdrop of the volcanic peak. 

Hand held, their expressions filled with love and pride and as Jihyo observed the scene, her mind drifting to the future. 

Imagining herself and you standing in that very spot, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, their own children laughing and playing. 

They would be a family, bound by love and shared adventures like she is with you now.

Lost in her daydream, Jihyo felt a gentle tug at her heartstrings. 

The beauty of the island and the scene before her kindled a desire to create memories of her own with you, the laughter, the shared experiences, and the deep bonds that only a family could bring.

Drawing a deep breath, Jihyo made a silent promise to herself. 

With renewed resolve, Jihyo took one last glance at the family, their smiles capturing the essence of happiness and closed her eyes once more.

----------------------------------------------------

TIMESKIP

Jihyo stared up at the ceiling of their hotel room.

They were back after hours of exploring the East side of Jeju Island, including visiting another island, Udo Island.

The two of you were filled with excitement as they embarked on a sightseeing adventure around Udo Island, eager to explore its hidden treasures.

They rented bicycles and set off on a sun-drenched morning, the island's gentle breeze carrying the scent of saltwater and wildflowers, Seobin Baeksa beach where they parked their bicycles beneath a canopy of swaying palm trees, their vibrant green fronds providing a welcome respite from the sun's rays, the winding coastal paths, passing by picturesque fishing villages, their quaint cottages adorned with bright flowers cascading from window boxes. 

And gorging on grilled seafood of a local eatery.

The cozy restaurant welcomed them with its rustic charm, wooden beams adorned with seashells, and faded nautical maps adorning the walls as you savored the island's culinary delights, relishing the delicate flavors of grilled fish, marinated clams, and spicy kimchi.

With satisfied appetites, you two were off exploring the island's hidden coves where they reveled in the blissful solitude of their private paradise.

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow over the island, the two reluctantly concluded their sightseeing escapade and cycled back to the ferry terminal back to Jeju Island touristing a few more locations before calling it a day and now at 8:42 PM back at their hotel where they were thanking for the AC and much needed showers.

However, after her moment on top of Seongsan, Jihyo's mind abuzz with thoughts about the topic of having children.

She pondered over the different ways she could approach the conversation. 

Jihyo wanted to ensure that her thoughts and feelings were conveyed clearly, without overwhelming you or pressuring you into a decision. 

Their bond was built on mutual respect and understanding, and she wanted to honor that in this important discussion.

Jihyo thought about beginning the conversation by expressing her love for you and their shared dreams of building a family together, to know that she saw their relationship as a strong foundation for bringing a child into their lives, and that she felt ready to embrace the joys and challenges of parenthood.

She knew that you would be a loving and devoted father, and she wanted to express her confidence in their ability to create a nurturing environment for their future family.

Taking a deep breath, Jihyo resolved to have an open and honest conversation with you when you came out. S

he knew that they might have different perspectives or concerns, but she believed in their ability to find common ground and make decisions that would be in the best interest of their relationship.

As she played the waiting game, Jihyo reminded herself that the key to this discussion was listening and underst-

SWING

"Now that was much needed," you said while drying your wet hair with a towel.

"Fresh?" Jihyo rose her eyes from the ceiling to see your waist wrapped by a towel as well, leaving your torso bare.

"Very," you draped your towel over your neck and went to the mini fridge to take out a cool water bottle, "do you think there's a mini mart around here? I kind of want some snacks," 

"...(YN)?" Jihyo sat upright, "there's something I need to talk to you about." She explained as you closed the fridge.

"What's up?" 

"It's serious." She added plus her expression made you go into that mode as you lowered the bottle onto the TV stand and then sat on the bed with her with haste.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, nothing's wrong or bad so don't worry," you nodded and Jihyo took a breath, something that did get you off guard and then she turned to you...

"Okay, this is something that's been on my mind for some time, before getting married as well. I just...I don't want you to panic or freak out or want this to be off between us." 

You didn't answer for a few seconds, but nodded.

"It's not light (YN), it's serious, very," Jihyo asked biting her lower lip.

Now this was a pretty rare side of Jihyo.

"Well whatever it is, I'm here for and with you," Jihyo was happy to always have your calm nature, "what's going on?" 

Jihyo's finger clenched.

"Well...it's uh..." she started but then trailed off, "it's pretty dumb that I thought of this for a while but I'm just not sure how to start."

"Take all the time you need Jihyo, there's no rush."

You gave her time to gather her thoughts as Jihyo nodded slightly while taking another breath in and out.

Her heart was pacing with anxiety, but she wanted to get this out.

When she looked up at you, she knew that she could tell you everything and anything and you'd only do whatever you can to help, still... 

"...we've been through a lot the past decade." Jihyo starts, "Not a lot of different things, but the same over and over. The same that tested our bond, trust, and love with another and with those particular three (YN), it's over and above for you (YN)," you nodded, "I loved that we met, I loved that we became friends, to dating to husband and wife, and everything in between and now I'm looking forward to everything after. Having you by my side on this journey has been a blessing but before meeting you, you weren't something I would have thought I could have, amongst other things since being an idol was number one for me. Even during our dating times, being an idol is all I thought and breathed for...no offense,"

"I don't blame you, that's understandable," you kept on her flow, waiting to hear what she wanted as Jihyo nodded.

"But us being together, year after year, my thoughts about career first started to dwindle and you were on my mind. First with our talks and moments and as our relationship grew, it went to when I can meet and tell you this and spending time with you...and when you proposed, it overflowed. I started to think about our life together after, especially when my contract was ending...and..." Jihyo closed her eyes for this part, "there was one subject that kept crossing my mind entirely: starting a family." 

There it was...

Opening her eyes, she observed your expression of awe.

"I know we haven't discussed anything of the sort, but what do you think (YN), please be honest," Jihyo asked of your opinion as you licked your lips.

"...I-I uh..." Jihyo awaited and figured that you needed a few moments since dropping this bomb wasn't something she'd think you were ready for.

And you did as you took about a minute to process the information. 

"Well...I won't lie, it has crossed my mind as well, but I never brought it up with our with wanting to deal with the now...but I'm not opposed to it."

Jihyo heigtened at that.

"Of course, we'll have to talk bout it great details, but I wasn't ever thinking negative about us having kids. When we talk about it in better detail, I know we could handle that when we start thinking of that eventually."

And that's when Jihyo frowned and you spotted her having a small smile after your explanation.

"(YN)..." Jihyo muttered. "I wasn't thinking of, eventually."

Jihyo kept her look with your lips parted.

"L-like now?" 

Jihyo took a breath.

"I know. I know we've been married for a week only and I don't want to pressure you, but yes, I would like to start now. I think we can do it. We have a great amount of income from our careers to this point, we've got a decent apartment that we can shift things around or look for another place if we want and you got a well-paying job that's stable,"

"..."

"Plus I'm almost thirty and I read that when I get to my thirties, pregnancy gets complicated," Jihyo added and with another look to you, Jihyo frowned and looked down, "...I'm sorry...I-I know I probably shouldn't be thinking about kids so soon, but seeing the families, watching the parents and their kids laughing and making memories...I visioned us like that. Our kid holding our hand or riding your shoulders, seeing him or her chase you around and us enjoying ice cream and...and..." Jihyo paused and shook her head, "maybe I'm over my head about-"

"No," You spoke up as Jihyo felt the mattress move and watched you maneuver yourself next to her, your shoulder next to hers, arm around her back, while you gave a peck on the side of her head, "don't ever, ever say anything negative about what you're wanting, it's perfectly reasonable that you're thinking about this,"

With a smile, you gently squeezed Jihyo's hand, your eyes conveying a mix of love and determination and you expressed your gratitude for her honesty and vulnerability. 

"That's a beautiful vision. I'm sorry you've held this in you for so long."

"It's okay. I know I shouldn't be afraid of telling what I want or thinking, especially you, but this really got to me."

You leaned down and kissed the top of her head once more.

"I can imagine...well, what you said is true, we recently married, but I for one think what we have now is as strong as years back, only now we have a ring to prove it, does that make sense?" You questioned thinking your wording was wrong as Jihyo nodded, "I guess what I'm saying is I feel like we were already married a while back," Jihyo was starting to get hopeful, "and I know for a fact that I want this, us, to be forever, you?"

"Of course I do," Jihyo returned as you smiled.

"Then that's another point to your reasons as to us being in a pretty great spot. And the way you and I see it, nothing's holding us back. I love you Jihyo, now and forever. Getting married was one thing, but to have a family with you would be a blessing. There will be a things to talk about, but if you're wanting this now Jihyo, then I'm with you."

Jihyo's smile enhanced every second, feeling every describable word of positivity and joy coursing in her.

"Y-yeah?"

"Yeah, like I said we'll have to discuss-"

"Are you sure? This is a really big decision (YN)."

You lowered your other hand ontop of Jihyo's in front of her. 

"So was standing up for you back then, agreeing to being with you, asking for your hand; I have not once regretted any of those decisions or any in between. Nor this one," You responded as you can see Jihyo having an episode, "When we started dating, I promised you that I'll support you every step of the way of your dream, to be there through the ups and downs of your career. And that's tenfold with us being married, and when he or she comes, I'll cherish them with all my heart, warmth, laughter, and endless affection like I have been for you. Sure they'll be challenges when they arrive, but we'll be able to deal with it Ji. So yes, I am sure."

You spoke of your own hopes and aspirations as a father, emphasizing the deep love you held for Jihyo and the strong foundation they had built as a couple as Jihyo listened to your words, tears of joy welled up in her eyes.

"(YN)...(YN)!" Jihyo jumped into your, arms around your neck, almost suffocating you, "thank you! I-I love you so much!"

You returned the hug and chuckled in her ear.

"W-we're gonna be a family (YN)..."

"I know, I know, but step by step Jihyo, but we will soon," Jihyo heard and leaned back while sniffling and you smiled at her weeping expression, but Jihyo didn't give you enough time to look as she brought you into a heartfelt kiss.

Jihyo knew that this conversation marked the beginning of an incredible journey for them both, a journey that would bring them closer than ever before.

With a heart overflowing with gratitude and love and embraced you hard, their shared agreement sealing their commitment to embark on this beautiful adventure together.

In that moment, surrounded by love and the promise of a future family, you both knew that their lives are growing for the better, and that their love would continue to flourish and grow as they will be ready to welcome a new life into their hearts and home.

But to do that, you two will have to start somewhere...wink wink

After a couple of minutes, Jihyo pulled back from you, her tears dried up, leaving trails behind while bringing a hand to your cheek.

"Thank you (YN)..." 

You took your hand and rose it up to the one on your cheek, gripping it softly and pulling it down.

"I haven't done anything yet Jihyo, there's lots to plan for this," Jihyo nodded, knowing the even with her points, it's not like it's a done deal.

"I know, hehe, I know," Jihyo let out a breath of exhilaration, "but like you said, I think we're gonna be okay,"

"I'm confident we will be," Jihyo nodded, "...so, when you said now? These past couple of days of us having sex, have we been-"

"No, no no, I'm still on the pill. I'm not going to get pregnant without you knowing," you nodded, "but I'll stop taking it; I'll still be on the pill's effect for some days, but it'll wear off if I don't take it daily."

"I see, well then," you said, "should we start talking about it?" Jihyo grinned.

"We could, but," Jihyo's free hand trailed onto your torso, "right now, I don't feel like talking~" 

You chuckled, you should have figured as much.

"Quite a drastic turn don't you think?"

"No, I just really, really love you," Jihyo whispered as you smiled.

"And I just showered," you joked as Jihyo grinned.

"We can take another bath~"

"You know, I'm starting to love horny Jihyo," you both chuckled at your response, and soon after... "but really Jihyo, I'm with you all the way," you said your stance once more as Jihyo nodded slowly, "I love you,"

"I love you too," Jihyo returned and the time for talk was over as Jihyo brought her lips to yours and your hand wrapped around her back, bringing her on top of you as she straddled you.

=====================SMUT START======================

Jihyo cupped your face into her hands, in turn, continuing the sweet slowly passionate lip-lock there on the bed surface.

She closed her eyes savoring the warmth and comfort kissing her husband provided and pulled her arms around your neck deepening their embrace, their kissing intensified with her tongue probing into your mouth and at times vice versa.

They got really heated up in their embrace with Jihyo hiking one leg up over your thighs and you instinctively roaming your right hand down her waist tenderly stroking her rear and pulling her close.

Their feverous making out session carried on for untold minutes when they felt ready to proceed to the next level.

With a pull from you, Jihyo sat on the side, shedding her clothing as you had to only remove your towel from your waist.

"No fair," 

"You should have just been naked~" you joked as your cock was standing proud for Jihyo now as Jihyo removed her bra and worked on her shorts.

"Pervert~" She countered while lying on her back and pulling her lower garments down and threw them somewhere in the room, "lie down,"

You immediately laid on your back, thinking she was going to give you a blowjob, but instead of dropping to her knees and sucking you off, Jihyo walked towards you, turned around and stood over your face.

She then went on to bend her apple shaped backside down until her pussy landed on your mouth.

Now that we were in the 69 position, Jihyo could wrap those pert lips around your cockhead, while you tried to compose yourself to wrap your lips around her clit again.

Yet you let your tongue do the work to start off, as you felt her tongue slide over your slit and all around your tip.

Jihyo soon grinded her ass and pussy against your head, which made you eat her a little faster, even as her lips were sinking down your shaft.

As you each began moaning into ourselves, your hands got back to work and placed themselves on Jihyo's naked back.

They roamed over her sultry curves and her sultry behind, while your tongue fully roamed into her pussy.

Her cock sucking got more intense as well, causing you to thrust into her mouth a few times.

In response, she popped off you and you could feel her slide her tongue down your shaft and onto your balls, although you sadly couldn't see it.

On cue, you heard Jihyo ask, "You want to see these lips on your tasty cock?"

"Mmmm~ kinda," you groaned into her pussy.

"Eat me good and you've got a deal," Jihyo offered. Before you actually said yes, she took her ass off your face and set it down next to your head instead.

With that, you had a better view of Jihyo holding the bottom of your cock.

So to keep seeing it, you quickly inserted a finger into her pussy and teased it with another one.

"Mmmm, good deal so far," Jihyo moaned, then glided her lips over your cock head, "You're gonna make me cum all over those fingers alone," she predicted before briefly sucking your head.

You threw your head back, but made yourself look back up and thrust a second finger into her.

Jihyo looked back over you as best she could, letting her beautiful hazel eyes tease you while oh so slowly sliding her beautiful pink lips up your shaft.

Once she came off your cock, she rubbed those lips up and down the side of your erection, then rubbed them over your balls without suckling them in.

"Oh fuck me~ fuck me with those lips," you called out.

The sensation also made you grip and fuck her pussy harder, which helped her moan onto you in return.

Jihyo soon merely sucked your cock with her mouth, yet her hand helped by rubbing your balls and even brushing your taint at a few points.

With the middle and index fingers of your right hand thrusting into Jihyo, you shoved them in deeper and let your thumb brush the crack of her ass in return as you made your fingers fuck her as rapidly as possible, which got Jihyo to suck and moan even harder.

SLURP

MOAN

SLURP

GROAN

Once you was done, you let your thumb go between her cheeks and start massaging the area, but that's when you quickly grabbed a hold of her wide thick hips and brought her entrance closer to your mouth. 

You gave her pussy a lick, greatly enjoying the sweet taste it had, and lapped it up a bit more. 

Jihyo seemed to approve by increasing the speed of her hand on your shaft, using the other one to gently cup your sack. 

You increased your efforts, using your fingers to open up her entrance, seeing the bright pink walls covered in some juices within, sticking your tongue in there to lap up her insides while your finger thrust in and out. 

Jihyo loved the feeling, rewarding you by taking your cock into her mouth, quickly bobbing her head up and down your shaft, using her tongue to massage the parts inside her mouth.

She was working you expertly, knowing just when to slow down or speed up, when to apply some suction, and how deep to take you, she was doing it all so well, but she held herself back just a bit as to not make you explode so soon.

You could only grunt from the feeling, your warm breath tickling Jihyo's entrance, but your pace was still good enough for Jihyo to wiggle her hips a bit around you to increase the pleasure she felt. 

But eventually your work on her was becoming too much for Jihyo, she started moaning around your shaft from the pleasure. 

SLURP

MOAN

SLURP

GROAN

She could feel her release approaching, not wanting you to be left out, she increased the pressure on her hands to hold you tighter and head faster up and down.

Feeling you twitch around her she knew you were close, as was she. 

Both of their releases were coming from the pleasure they felt as she thrusted her ass back to fuck herself on your lips as you thrusted into her mouth and it was enough for both to have a sudden release.

Jihyo's juices covered your fingers while the rest was slurped up by your tongue into your mouth as you exploded into her mouth. 

You felt drained as Jihyo drank your cum, enough that Jihyo couldn't hold it all, some of it spilling from her mouth onto her breast. 

She swallowed what was in her mouth in one gulp, pleasantly surprised by how much she enjoyed the taste, before using a finger to scoop up the drops that fell on her breast and lick them clean with her tongue.

As for her cum, you eventually brought it to your lips as it dripped off your freed fingers, then absentmindedly licked it all up.

When you were done, you closed your eyes and let your fingers stay on your lips, although Jihyo ultimately took her lips off your cock.

You opened your eyes and started preparing yourself to get up, yet Jihyo then lifted her ass up and placed it over your face again.

"Just a bit more~" you heard her command.

You put your hands on her hips and licked out the remainder of her juices and just when you were finishing up, she bent down and you felt her licking up your balls again.

Although your cock wasn't erect again yet somehow Jihyo was helping it get ready with ball play so you helped her get ready with more pussy play.

"I think that's good enough~" Jihyo hunched up, bringing her butt to your cock, propping herself in reverse cowgirl position and holding your cock just below her squirm having the head nibble her opening as you watched her bubble butt lowering to your pelvis.

Even the touch alone was enough to set her senses on fire, she wanted this as much as you did, if not more.

She quickly looked to you with a loving smile.

"Ready, husband~"

You nodded.

"Do the honors, Miss (LN)." You answered and Jihyo popped the head of your cock into her pussy inching herself down and breathing hard while she did.

She felt her body light on fire as she slid herself down your pole until she was fully immersed, your cock was sheathed snugly inside her.

The feeling was so intense and pleasing that Jihyo let out a sharp yet brief squeal as she locked her hand into yours.

Impaling herself on your dick made her feel like it was her first time again.

She ground herself on you moaning sharply with deep breaths and gasps, you were underneath her feeling a world of sensations while another sharp yelp of bliss from your wife causing her to sway her hips back and forth even more fiercely.

The tightness surrounding your length was absolute, you felt your virile organ breach her cervix poking up into her womb the moment you thrust upward to meet her motions.

Jihyo planted both hands down on your pecs steadying her position, her body bounced and swayed rampantly along your body taking your cock for a ride.

She felt so full, so stimulated, so...happy as her body rocked harder and faster.

You groaned from underneath feeling Jihyo's vaginal cavity repeatedly clench down on your dick making it harder to keep yourself in check.

She just felt so damn good.

'And she looks so beautiful...' You thought to yourself when peering up at the now bouncing form of Jihyo slamming herself down on your cock with all the fire in her soul.

Jihyo's body writhed and bounced feverishly on you, your cock nudged deep inside her cunt stretching her out to your liking and in turn getting squeezed by her inner muscles, such a sensation caused both of them to breathe and moan in ragged breaths while on top of the rocking bed.

Her body swayed and writhed in smooth motions with her large breasts bouncing up with her, you were tempted to grab each one and fondle them, but you felt it better to hold onto her hips to steady their sexual rhythm.

Fortunately, Jihyo read your mind and tugged both of your arms up to meet her chest where your palms and fingers covered up her breasts, causing you sit up, you front meeting her back as she grinding more than thrusts.

The instant she felt your strong fingers grope the tender flesh of her pussy she bit down on her lips intoxicatingly with eyes shut.

You didn't let up just yet, you kept on massaging her large tender orbs willfully causing her to let out a collection of soft moans as you did so.

Her hips swayed and rocked slower yet harder on your waist making sure to take your cock for a snug ride. 

Jihyo even reached her own hands up to caress and feel your own while they were on her breasts, together they kept at it for minutes more until she started pumping her hips in a bouncing motion.

She raised herself up to where the head nearly left her opening then slammed down hard taking you deep resulting in a deep guttural moan coming from you.

"Ah ah ah uh oohhh huuaa!! (YN)!" Jihyo mewled.

With the rhythm of hard smacking noises, she continued bouncing herself on your cock until she planted her hands on the side of your torso, clenching your skin for her orgasm was nigh, and so were you.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

Were the fervent noises her from slamming down on your when her voice reached a crescendo of orgasm following up with her body curling backward as her vaginal muscles squeezed down hard on your length.

"(YN)!!!" Jihyo hollered bucking her hips violently and having her pussy convulse rampantly on your penis.

She felt it squeeze and squeeze with the intent on milking out your cock's contents, and boy did it succeed.

You tensed up and thrashed your head back when you plunged your hips upward for a surprising pump in the midst of your wife's climax.

Your cock throbbed and pulsated inside her releasing an oozing payload of sperm deep into her depths, you felt it throb heavily when it pumped each load.

The moment Jihyo felt your seed rush into her body she felt another climax come out of her midway, which in turn milked more cum out of you.

They locked hands holding them together as they finished off their unified climax in each other's warmth.

Jihyo laid herself along your chest cuddling you affectionately with her left arm reaching up to curl underneath your head.

Both were laying there like a loving newlywed couple without a care in the world and feeling exhilarating from that mind-blowing experience.

"Huff...huff...wow," you breathed with a chuckle.

Jihyo giggled softly back to you.

"I know you (YN), that's not all you got~"

"Course not."

Jihyo just playfully smacked the back of your head and went back to cuddling you with a soft giggle. 

She then peered up at you locking eyes again, this time with a ready look as she nodded and pulled herself close to cross her lips with your in a loving soft kiss.

She guided her left hand down to your length to find it surprisingly very hard despite cumming inside her earlier and continued making out with you for several minutes more until breaking off.

"How about this time you choose the position~"

You nodded and then delivered a quick chaste kiss to her lips and shifted their arrangement on the bed to where Jihyo was the one lying down.

You grabbed her right leg and lifted it up after arranging Jihyo to lay on her side as you yourself straddled her other leg.

She knew what position you were aiming for and it made her giddy with excitement.

With one hand holding your shaft and guiding it to her opening you wasted no time in plunging your phallus right back into it earning a sharp inhale from Jihyo.

"Sssttt Hhhaa!" Jihyo breathed feeling the world of pleasure once more. In this position, you had fucked your cock even deeper into her pussy, to the point where the bulbous head inside poked the spongy wombs of her womb.

It made her feel a plethora of sensations that had her body trembling in stimulation.

'He's even deeper than before! Hhuuaaa!!! It feels amazing!'

"Oooh yeah." you grunted and straightened up your posture while holding her smooth elegant leg against your shoulder.

You proceeded to start sawing yourself in and out of her tight pussy relishing the exquisite sensation of her velvet opening.

You began hammering into her cunt with rapid-fire thrusts that Jihyo mewling with her mouth agape.

Her hands clenched the sheets beneath her body as it jutted about along the bed, the resounding smacks of flesh that were your hips smacking into her rear resonated along with their moans.

Smack

Smack

Smack

Smack

"Hhhoooo (YN)!" She wailed out blissfully.

You continued fucking her like that for a few minutes, all while occasionally glancing down at her blissful and flustered face with hair strewn about beautifully.

You fell more in love with her every second.

The view of her beautiful face as you laid her down on the bed and looked into her perfect hazel eyes this was always going to be a sight to be in awe which prompted you to fuck her even harder with an increased sense of pace.

Your hips gyrated back and forth against her pussy as you straddled her thigh, the smacking sounds of their bodies became louder and so too were Jihyo's moans.

You were indeed hitting all the right spots, just as her pussy felt like a perfectly tight and snug fit that pulled on your cock with each thrust.

You then reached your right hand over to her jiggling chest and grabbed one of her breasts in your hand making sure to squeeze and fondle it with fingers pinching her nipple.

Jihyo had let out another sharp yelp when she opened her eyes to see where your hand was, thus she clasped one of her hands over your helping you reinforce the groping sensation your were giving her.

She tossed you a wink and smiled as they continued on fucking side-saddle for minutes more.

Jihyo was fast approaching her orgasm.

Smack

Smack

Smack

Smack

The tipping point became when you grabbed the ankle of the leg you held up and gently sucked on her big toe prompting a titanic orgasm wave within Jihyo.

She tensed up and felt her toes curl and her fists clench along the sheets as her body thrashed about in climax.

She let out another pleasurable wail while simultaneously squeezing your dick with her vaginal cavity.

"Grrhgg!" You grit your teeth feeling the tightening feeling of her Jihyo's snatch suck on your meat prompting you to plunge your hips all the way into her body releasing another thick potent load of semen.

"Aggghh Jihyo!!"

You held yourself there letting your pulsing organ fill Jihyo's depths, pumping her womb full of youthful semen.

Each time Jihyo felt the pulse of warmth flooding into her she felt like cumming again and again in subsequent bursts.

She waited for you to finish while still in a blissful state, which lasted for a couple more minutes until you stopped.

You sighed and relaxed not bothering to pull yourself out of her and instead let themselves rest peacefully together.

You yourself was still sheathed inside her, Jihyo felt your cock soften just a bit because it still retained its rigidity.

"Huff huff wow...that was intense." you said with a few breaths and looked up into Jihyo's eyes. "How did you like it?"

She sweetly smiled and cradled your head in her hands feeling your blonde locks through her fingers.

"It was magnificent, (YN)...very..."

You then cuddled up closer to her nestling your head at her neck with her boobs pushing up against your collarbone comfortably.

Jihyo responded by purring and affectionately stroking your head with her hands.

===================SMUT END=======================

They both rested together for a bit until Jihyo... 

"...we're gonna do this," you heard and turned to her, "we're doing this,"

"Yes we are Jihyo, we're doing this, there'll be plenty of stuff to discuss, but in due time, you'll be a fine mother."

"And you (YN), a wonderful father...I love you so much (YN), you have no idea..." Jihyo hushed as you smiled, "thank you for being mine..."

Jihyo lowered her body downward to press her lips against yours, showcasing the never-ending love that she'll have for you.

And for you, while a sudden change of direction in your newly married life, you'd be ready to tackle this monumental occasion with Jihyo.

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AND THAT'S THAT

So this story is going to be a three parter, I already have a map of what I want for the story to happen but it'll be in the back of my 'chapters to write' since I will be shifting my focus on the other sequels.

Yes, sequels will now be starting to be released so:

Momo's Incest Story

Mina/Sana Voyeur Story

Dahyun's Therapy Story

Nayeon/Jihyo Reunion Story

Chae/Jeong Stripper Story

Mina's Good Girl/Bad Boy Story (Yes there will be a part 2)

As well as eight other requests that I need to get through.

Got nothing to say so...

Thanks for taking a pause in your life to reading this! Vote/Comment if you want and thanks again! 

#twice #twice jihyo #park jihyo #jihyo x reader

[storiesofsvu]

Don't Blame Me Ch 2

Joe Velasco x reader Warnings: language, minor mentions of negative histories, major fluff otherwise!

Every year when the weather began to pick up in springtime you always opted to spend as much of your time outdoors, even if it was at night or it made your commute a little bit longer. Traffic in the city was bad enough most days, if you could swap that for a subway ride and a walk it helped clear your head and got some exercise in. You preferred it that way, able to change your direction at the last minute, pop into a shop or bodega without a second thought about parking, and there was something calming about being out in the fresh air.

Tonight you were hungry but couldn’t quite put your finger on what it was you were craving, wandering the aisles of the bodega until you finally huffed with defeat and picked up a bag of chips for the rest of the walk home. Half a block later you passed an all night pizza joint, bustling full with people who’d left he clubs early, teetering over each other as they the grease started to soak up all the booze in their stomachs. Lord knows you’d nursed enough hangovers with New York pizza, you were glad you wouldn’t have to be doing that in the morning. You tossed the now empty chip bag into the bin and turned down the next block that was mainly bars, bass still echoing into the streets. You felt your phone start to buzz in your bag and your lips split into a grin when Jose’s name was flashing across the screen.

“Hey stranger.” You answered.

“Hey yourself. I was gonna apologize for it being so late but it sounds like you’re out on the town.”

“Worked late,” you laughed, “I’m just on my way home.”

“How about a pit stop? I can’t stop thinking about you, I’d love to buy you a drink.”

“You know…” you tugged your lip into your mouth as you waited for a light to change, your stomach growling again and wondered if the slight shift would send him looking for an excuse, “I’ve got a hankering for pancakes right now. You got a place for that?”

“Absolutely.” He chuckled, “where abouts are you?”

“Just around the corner from Fordham station.”

“I’ll pick you up there in five.”

“Alright. See ya.”

Smiling, Joe hung up the phone, swinging his keys around his finger while he waved goodnight to his friends, quickly slipping into the drivers seat. He was likely less than five minutes away from where you’d been, which was another reason his mind was telling him that this is exactly the impulse he was supposed to be following tonight. He’d hoped he’d be able to rope you into a drink, but a meal at this hour was even better, it meant a quieter environment, and a longer interaction. He pulled up to the station, parking the car and getting out so you could find him properly, leaning against the vehicle while he waited. He spotted you first, completely unaware you were in his eyeline as you waited to cross the street. You were a little more casual tonight, capri leggings and tank top, a small bag thrown over your shoulder and your hair pulled back into a ponytail. As soon as you crossed the street he stepped away from the car and into your eyeline, happy at the way a smile broke out on your face.

“Hey.” You greeted, shivering slightly when he leant in to kiss your cheek softly.

“Hey.” His hand rubbed up and down your back, “are you not freezing?”

“No.” You straight up lied as your body betrayed you, shivering again and he chuckled, opening the back door and digging around in the back seat.

“You’re gonna get sick if you keep going out at night without a coat.” Reappearing from the car he had a hoodie in hand, passing it to you, “here.”

You took the hoodie from him, tugging it over your head you couldn’t help but let out a small groan, it was the perfect level of warm, fuzzy and it still smelt like him. “Oh you are never getting this back.”

“She’s a thief now, remind me to lock up my valuables.” He teased and you rolled your eyes, stepping toward the passenger door when he guided you to it, opening it for you to get in. He waited until you were tucked into the car before shutting it behind you and circling around to get in the driver’s seat.

“Who knew such a gentleman would take up with a lowly thief.” You teased back, earning a laugh from him.

“Yeah?” He raised a brow, a gleam in his eye as he suddenly leant over the middle console, one hand braced on it the other caging you into your seat and you were suddenly lost for any more teasing, your breath caught in your throat. “Even thieves have to do up their seatbelts.” He quickly pecked your cheek pulling a semi awkward giggle from you as he settled back in the driver’s seat.

His hand remained on your thigh for the drive across the borough, thumb stroking your leg every so often. You were surprised with just how comfortable the music filled silence was, it didn’t feel like you were strangers who had just met, it felt like you’d known each other a lifetime already. There was a comment every so often, a little bit of back and fourth before he was pulling into a parking lot of an all night diner.

After opening your door for you he took your hand, leading you inside, the bell above the door jingling when it opened. It was exactly what you’d expect for a twenty four hour diner, though the lights were dimmed a little bit to make things more comfortable after the midnight hour. Joe waved a friendly greeting to the woman behind the counter, paused for a brief fist bump with a couple of the bussers and nodded in greeting to a couple of guys in the corner table before leading you to a booth.

“I take it you come here often?” You asked, picking up the menu from the end of the table.

“You gotta know the people in the neighbourhood, good for business.”

“Makes sense.” You opened the menu, flipping to the breakfast pages, “so what’s the best to get here?”

“You still want pancakes?” He asked with a grin and you nodded, “they’ve got banana walnut, Nutella stuffed, banana and strawberry topped, chocolate chip, blueberry, or cranberry apple cinnamon.”

“What if I want Nutella stuffed pancakes also topped with banana and strawberry?”

“I just knew you were gonna go for that.” He chuckled, “get ‘em with bacon and sausage, just trust me.”

“You just know all the secrets don’t you?”

He chuckled again, grinning across the table as you glanced back down at the menu and he felt a warmth bloom through his chest at the sight of you in his hoodie. You looked unbelievably cozy and he was starting to wish you were curled up in his lap rather than around yourself. Before he could get too lost in his daydream you were thankfully interrupted by your server.

“Jose…” the woman reached out, pinching at his cheek, “been a while since I’ve seen you.”

“You’ve been stuck on day shift.” He protested with a laugh, “you know my sleep schedule doesn’t allow that. Hey, how’s the knee?”

“Better, thanks to you.” She smiled down at him, “actually managed that 5k Hayley was so insistent on.”

“I told you.” He grinned.

“I mean, had to walk half of it, but she’s still proud of me, remind me to show you pictures later. Now, I never know at this hour, is it a coffee night or a beer night?” She asked and Joe looked over at you, nudging your foot under the table.

“You wanna beer?”

“I---” you stalled with a laugh, flipping between two of the drink pages of the menu, “this is gonna make me sound like I’m a teenager, but is there anyway I can do a coke float with a shot of vanilla vodka?”

“Course honey.” She smiled down at you, “and don’t let him tease you about it either.” She swatted at Joe’s arm, “he’s one of our biggest consumers of chocolate milkshakes with baileys.”

“Oh c’mon.” He laughed, “you guys can’t team up on me.”

“Sounds like we just did.” You smirked from across the table and he playfully rolled his eyes.

“Helen, this is y/n.” Joe introduced, “y/n, Helen.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” You replied with a smile.

“You too. Don’t let this one drive you wild.” She turned back to Jose, “she’s pretty, and smart. Don’t fuck it up.” After the warning she turned back to both of you, “I’ll be back with your drinks.”

“I didn’t order a drink.” Joe muttered and you laughed.

“Looks like you’re getting a milkshake.”

You were right of course, Helen coming back a few minutes later with exactly that and your float, she took your food orders and then disappeared off to deal with the rest of her tables.

“Are you from the city?” Joe asked.

“Born and raised in Queens.” You nodded, “lived in a little townhouse with my mom, her best friend and her two girls.”

“Not a lot of space for five people.”

“Not at all. Basically no privacy. Thankfully once I hit thirteen they let me move into the basement. Sharing a room with the laundry was better than sharing with my mom.”

“When’d you move out?”

“Soon as I could. Graduated high school and never looked back.”

“Dad not around?” He asked and when you looked up at him you could see the careful curiosity in his eyes.

“Nope. Never met him, mom had a couple of boyfriends who would show up all the time when I was growing up, try to get me to call them dad, none of them ever stuck around long enough for me to care. You know your dad?”

“Unfortunately.” He replied and you grimaced, your nose scrunching up at the tone of his voice. “it’s not all it’s cracked up to be, trust me. Thankfully the bastard bit the dust before I was a teenager.”

“You grow up here?”

“Nah.” He took a sip of his drink, “Juarez.”

You stalled, looking up at him with slightly wide eyes, “and you got out?”

“I had help.” He shrugged, “part of why community means so much to me up here.”

“Understandable.”

The conversation took a brief pause as food was delivered and Helen asked if you needed any refills on drinks.

“Is your mom here?” You asked over a bite of pancakes and Joe shook his head.

“Back in Mexico, we talk every so often, I make sure to send some money every month but that’s about it.”

“Sometimes the family we make is the real family we need.” You pointed out and Joe let out a huff of a laugh.

“See, you get it.” His hand slid across the table, squeezing at yours, “I take it your mom isn’t around much anymore?”

“Ran off with one of her trucker boyfriends on my nineteenth birthday. Haven’t heard from her since. But I’m a big girl, I know how to take care of myself, I can tie my own shoes and everything.”

“You’re wearing Toms.” He pointed out with a teasing grin and you scowled at him across the table. He took full advantage of the distraction to swipe a piece of bacon from your plate.

“Hey!” You nearly whined.

“I told you to order both.” He pointed out.

“You could’ve ordered your own bacon if you were planning on eating all of mine!” You protested with a laugh and he simply shrugged.

“Isn’t it like, cuter or something if I’m eating off your plate?”

“Oh we’re into those technicalities already?” You smirked, hand sneaking across the table to swipe a couple of tater tots off his plate. “Then this is completely warranted.”

“What’s mine is yours.” He laughed, sliding his plate closer to you.

“Now that sounds more like it.” You teased back, snagging another tater tot. Though you let out a mock scoff when he stole a piece of strawberry off your plate.

As the two of you finished your meals you were more than thankful that he’d called knowing you likely would’ve just throw something barely edible into the microwave instead of eating actual food. There was just something so calming about being around Jose, you felt safe, comfortable, like you knew you would be taken care of. What had started out as a small fluttering in your stomach had moved up to you chest, a warmth blooming through your entire body, goosebumps breaking out on your skin every time he touched you.

Glancing around the restaurant Joe noticed how the crowd had started to dissipate, those who’d been out late yawning, saying goodnight and making their way home. There were only a few people scattered through the room, the types that worked odd hours or night shift. He looked up at you, noticing that you weren’t affected by the chain of yawns going around, your eyes still bright when you glanced up at him.

“What?” You asked with a small smile.

“You a night owl? You don’t seem tired at all.”

“Kinda.” You shrugged, “I prefer to be awake when the city’s asleep. It’s more peaceful. No one else awake to bother you, get more shit done.” You wiped up a spot of syrup on the table before folding the napkin on top of your plate, “I need to wash my hands, I’ll be right back.”

Joe took the opportunity when you disappeared to the bathroom to sneak up to the front to pay the bill, opting to add on a couple of last-minute treats considering you seemed okay to keep the date going. He knew he was caught when he felt the comfort of your hand sliding across his back as you tucked yourself into his side.

“What’s all this?” You asked.

“A treat.” He smiled back, pressing a kiss to the side of your head before he scooped up the drink tray, wrapping his free arm around you to direct you back to the car. “Hot chocolate. Figured since you weren’t tired we don’t have to go home yet.”

“You kidnapping me?”

“I don’t think it counts if you’re a willing participant.” He pointed out and you laughed, sliding into the car, making no protests whatsoever when he handed the drink tray to you.

Joe drove through the night streets with ease, the city having calmed down while you’d been at the diner, a few turns here and down another backroad and you realized you were coming out by Pelham Bay Park. He pulled onto a side road, going down a couple of smaller turn offs before it opened up into the coastline and he backed up to the sand.

“C’mon.” He gestured, grabbing a blanket from the backseat before the two of you rounded the car and he was spreading it out on the trunk. He hopped up first, then took the drink tray from you, placing it to the side and gave you a hand getting up onto the trunk. “I like coming out here at night, it’s weirdly peaceful.”

“It is.” You smiled softly, relaxing against the back window next to Jose as your gaze drifted upwards, “I didn’t realize you could see so many stars and still technically be in the city. It’s beautiful.”

“Yeah…” Joe’s eyes hadn’t moved from your face, watching the way your eyes sparkled in the moonlight, a small grin on his cheeks, “it really is.”

Etching the vision in front of him into his brain to never let go of the memory, Joe finally relaxed against the car, eyes focussed on the sky above him. His lips twitched up into a smile when your hand slid into his, his thumb brushing across your knuckles. The wind picked up, swooping the colder temperature of the water with it and you involuntary shivered, even with Joe’s hoodie wrapped around your frame.

“C’mere.” He lifted his arm, wrapping it around you and you shuffled closer to him.

“Oh my god, you’re a fucking furnace.” You nestled deeper into the embrace, curling around his side, your hand coming to rest on his chest as you looked up at him, laughing softly, “I don’t know why I’m surprised by that.”

Another breeze blew through the bay and Jose’s arm wrapped tighter around you, your breath catching in your throat at the way he was still gazing down at you. A few pieces of your hair caught in the wind and his free hand reached out, smoothing them back before he caressed down the side of your face, cupping your cheek. The butterflies in your stomach shot up to your chest, your heart rate picking up when he leant down, lips meeting yours in a tender kiss. The jittering in your chest burst through you, a small sigh escaping your lips into the kiss and your hand slid up his chest, cupping the back of his neck as you kissed him back.

Your lips moved with ease against each other, there was almost a familiarity to the way he kissed you, it was incredibly soft, his thumb stroking across your cheek, urging you to fully melt into his arms. The breeze that wrapped around the two of you was no longer one that brought a chill, it instead warmed the night, bringing peace to your minds and little smiles to your lips. Smaller kisses broke through, unable to keep your lips from curving up until Joe leant back in with more fire, his tongue sliding across the seam of your lips and you parted them. His tongue snuck into your mouth, deepening the kiss as your nails scratched at the back of his head, pulling him impossibly close.

“God I could kiss you forever.” He muttered and you huffed out a laugh.

“Then you better not stop now.” You whispered back and he chuckled, leaning back in for another kiss.

Jose kept true to his word, kissing you breathless, until you were completely wrapped in bliss and no longer able to keep the smile off your face, the giggles escaping your kiss swollen lips. He tucked you into the crook of his shoulder, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you relaxed against each other. It was only when you started to yawn heavily that he nudged at your side, insisting that he get you home so you could get your beauty sleep.  

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#joe velasco #joe velasco x reader #don't blame me #law and order svu #svu #law and order #law and order special victims unit

[probablyhuntersmom]

Thinking out loud...I'm both relieved that Hunter wasn't singled out by The Collector to go through these horrors...yet ofc curious what it may've looked like.

Nonetheless, his mind would be unleashing nightmares upon him even after Belos's death.

C-PTSD nightmares seem to have three flavours (going off my own experience..this isn't textbook or researched, as a disclaimer).

There are two kinds that have the theme of immediate danger.

First is the type where you yourself are being physically threatened. I don't want to choose the more graphic violent ones for this post but an example I can cite is being arrested and thrown into prison. Those got me on pretty high alert and idk, it was like this I guess:

Second would be the ones where you can't save someone else. Those hurt and yes, they pack a nasty punch. I've only had this type once as far as I can remember. But poor Hunter would have it worse since Belos could literally puppet him to be the one to harm the best friend he loved most:

The relational ones, though? That involve being blamed and/or abandoned, with no physical threats? Those are where you are in touch with the shame, which in a way makes it the worst of all three in my opinion. Because the deep sense of shame is the aspect of the condition which you can't reason your way out of using impersonal logic...in the way that you can e.g. come up with an escape plan or hold off an assailant.

The most memorable one was being in a dark room, almost entirely pitch black, seeing my 5 or 6-year-old self looking at me like this:

and because you just know stuff in dreams, I knew she was demanding an answer from me, as to why I wasn't there for her to protect her.

And holy smokes this was freakier than the first two categories. Because I had no adrenaline in my system, and somehow this third kind of dream always takes place in narrow spaces where I can't sprint and run elsewhere. Brainnnn, whyyyy?? Therefore I couldn't even give myself an adrenaline rush from fleeing anyway if I wanted to. (Idk if anyone else experiences this?) The first two kinds always took place in wide spaces e.g. underground parking lots and forests.

A similar nightmare involved an abusive family member whom I was trapped on a small boat with, and I had to listen to him demean and minimize me all over again while I was stuck, and I somehow didn't make myself just jump off the boat to swim away.

This type of nightmare is the one that can get me upset for hours after I wake from them, while with the others I get out of the shock a lot quicker for some reason.

For Hunter...it would involve Belos, other Grimwalkers, his friends and others such as those he previously worked with in the Castle, blaming him and judging him in his nightmares. Worst is if Flapjack does the same to him and rejects him. And I apologize for this angsty train ride but...but...he might see those poor lost palismen all over again, since it points towards the profession we see him thriving in, during the epilogue sequence...:

*drags this lost child to therapy sessions*

So yeah. The first two kinds are a more straightforward fit with how C-PTSD changes a person's neural networks and primes them to act relatively calmly in actual physical crises. The high price paid is, the person therefore struggles once things become safer (e.g. arguing with someone who is actually a safe presence), in some twisted unfair form of compensation. This is seen in how Hunter's triggers properly emerge once he's actually physically distanced from Belos: Labyrinth Runners and For the Future are the main examples.

It is painful and difficult, only becoming easier once the person has built a solid support network and can repair their own relationship with themselves.

In fact, my body sometimes feels as though I strangely want such a thrill e.g. riding in an ambulance all over again, a re-enactment of those times of high alert, because they are still more 'comfortable': rather than having no choice but to experience and accept that ingrained sense of shame, process it, and ride the wave instead of simply throwing a punch at it or evading it. Wanting that thrill is our equivalent of wanting a "fix", I guess.

Safe to say, this is why the canon Watching and Dreaming moments that hit hardest are the (false) blaming statements that Luz's friends direct at her. Because the ultimate test is whether the dreamer believes those or not.

#toh hunter #hunter's cptsd #the owl house #okay to reblog. I was just rambling #get the boi all the hot cocoa

[totallynuwonhere]

"A mortal like you, with a vampire like me, just isn’t meant to be”

(I came up with that rhyme on the spot holyshit)

Anyways, this was HEAVILY inspired by the pinterest prompt: “I don’t see a future with you.” So blame it-

TW: A!exis, Nonconsensual Trancing (For technicalities sake, Alex!s’ inability to trance Sam doesn’t apply here)

Note: It gets sloppy towards the end only because I had trouble actually creating a driving force that would cause it and I couldn’t properly put to words how this mini drama skit was rolling in my head, but I wanted to finish it, so I did. At 2 AM on a weekend. Hope you like it!

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It was late in the evening, they had just gotten back from a pack meeting. They pull into the driveway; the sound of rumbling gravel under the truck’s tires as they put the gear in Park.

It had been a long day for the shifter, and all they wanted was to do was recharge, and relax on their balcony bench, enjoying a cup of coffee while cuddled up with their cowboy. They let out an exhausted sigh, hopping out of the truck and making their way to the porch. Reaching for the keys in their back pocket, they caught a glimpse of the door, already creaked open.

Did they forget to close it? Did Sam forget to close it? It had been hours, who knows what could’ve gotten in, they thought.

————EARLIER————

Sam was upstairs when he heard the door open, “Darlin, is that you?” He said, a smile crawling onto his lips as he made his way down to greet them.

It had been about a year since they moved in together, life was good. He loved how much he got to spend time with them, this night in particular, he wanted to surprise his mate. He had spent his entire afternoon preparing their favorite spot up on the balcony, cozying it up to his heart’s content. Pillows, blankets, coffee and tea, the whole nine yards.

When he turned to exit the hall, he froze. He was greeted by Alex!s, standing in the middle of their living room with a devilish grin.

“What are you doing here..” He muttered through gritted teeth, fist clenched so hard he’d break air if it were possible.

“That’s no way to greet a guest, Samuel.” She said, walking towards him.

“What do you want from me.” He practically growled, staring at her, his eyes filled with nothing but hatred.

“I think what I want is pretty clear, Sam. I want you.”

He scoffed, dumbfounded by this woman’s ability to get him to hate her, more than he already does.

“Too bad, because I don’t.”

She chuckled

“I thought you’d say that…”

stepping closer, dragging her finger through the length of his arm, one he pulled back right away, earning another scoff from Alex!s, staring directly into his eyes.

He was so screwed, realizing too late what Alex!s intended when she stepped closer, she got him. All he had now, at least, for now, was his active consciousness. Meanwhile, Alex!s trance gave her the power to stop him in his tracks, a power he knew she’d soon abuse.

————PRESENT————-

“Sam? You home? You left the door unlocked…”

they called out. Trying to remain calm, they cautiously made their way inside, a cool breeze sending a slight unease down their spine.

Looking around, the sounds of wind chimes soon caught their attention, realizing the door up to the balcony had been open, they made their way up.

“Sam? You up here?”

Upon reaching the door, and seeing the silhouette of their broad-shouldered mate, they sighed in relief. As they walked in, the shifter chuckled, being greeted by the sight of their mate sitting in their favorite spot.

“There you are.”

They said, making their way beside him. They took a seat, their lips curling in a soft smile,

“I missed you-“

“We need to talk.”

He said in a low voice, cutting them off. The shifter tilted their head, confused.

“Ok..about?”

Sam turned to face them, his expression cold as the blowing breeze.

“I— I don’t see a future with you.”

He said, without even a glint of hesitation.

“W-what..?”

They froze.

Tears formed and flowed down their cheeks as they sat there, in complete disbelief.

Sam merely watched in cold silence.

“What do you mean?!”

They exclaimed, you could hear the shakiness of their voice, desperately trying not to break down sobbing .

“I just don’t see a future in us, not anymore. I-I can’t be with you, I can’t be with— a mortal.”

He said, his cold words stabbing right through the shifters’ heart. But this was definitely more painful than any physical hit they’d ever taken.

These were the words of a man whose opinions they valued greatly. A man they respected, loved, and they thought loved them back..

With a heavy heart, they took a deep breath, swallowing back their feelings, and took to their feet.

They left.

Rushing out the house, they entered their car and began pulling out the driveway. No tears, no radio, nothing to tune out the growing silence. A silence they’d grow accustomed to from now on.

He watched as they took off, letting out a heavy sigh as he watched their car disappear into the darkness.

“I hope you’re happy.”

He growled, feeling the dark familiar presence behind him.

“Oh believe me, Sammy. I am. And soon, you will be too.”

She said, slithering beside him, hands grabbing onto his arm.

“You took away the only person that made happy.”

He replied. She chuckled, grabbing his chin and turning it to face them.

“I can do more than take them away from you, Samuel. So I suggest you start making the most of what you have, before I put down your little pup.”

Sam scoffed, in complete disbelief of the evil this woman possessed, but he knew there was too much as stake for him to fuck around.

A few days later, Asher had come to pick up Tank’s things. Turns out, they drove over to his place that night, right after they stopped to pick up a fight at the local bar. Bleeding and Bruised once he reached the beta’s house.

That night, Sam had sneak out to see them, one last time. Knowing full well they wouldn’t want to see him, he kept a distance. Standing behind a tree with just the right view from the shifters’ window.

There they were, sitting on the bed, looking to be in deep thought. Even from far away he could notice the puffiness of their eyes. They looked exhausted. He felt terrible. If it weren’t for Alexis having him on a chain he’d be running to them, wrapping his arms around them for comfort. They loved those…just as much as he loved their arms around him.

“I’m sorry, Darlin…”

He said, choking back his tears as he took one last look at them from a far, never to show his face again.

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted sam #redacted darlin’ #redacted tank #sam collins #redacted alexis #redacted fanfic #finn writes fanfiction #this took so fucking long i thought it was never gonna see the light of day

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Dilf!Seonghwa pt 2.

Author's Note: Mayhaps I'm tempted to make this a proper fic series and rewrite it... But for now, it's going to be a 'deconstructed fanfiction' as I call it. Let me know if you want a part 3! Feedback is always appreciated too!

Also, this hasn't been properly proofread :p

Warning: Despite this technically being based on a legal reader, since there is a somewhat large age gap - thought I would clarify:

Please be aware that I do not condone any type of relationships between minors and adults, nor do I encourage the idea of being a homewrecker. This is all just fiction! So without further ado, let’s get started!

Genre: Doesn’t exactly have one but has elements of crack and is suggestive.

Age: This is written for a somewhat mature audience so please, no under 16s. Stay safe younglings <3

Word Count: 3.9k

Part one: click here!

Yeah booooiiiiiz, let’s go!

After the first encounter at the fundraiser, which by the way, was ruined by some PTA moms gossiping outside the bathroom door (which caused you and Mr. Park to get the shock of your lives. Fumbling around the enclosed space in slight panic with the sudden reality check of where you two were). 

It ended in him having covered your exposed self with his blazer, insisting you can keep it, secretly in hopes that it would be an excuse to somehow see you again. 

Despite it being painfully awkward (read: unlawful), you were far too intrigued by Mr. Park to let that be your last encounter as well. 

I mean who can blame you? It was a day that definitely took you for a ride (and perhaps not the exact one you would prefer but who knows, maybe it'll lead to the ideal one 🤪). 

jk jk… Unless-

Sometimes you even question if it was a fever dream or something but… you knew it wasn't- 

… the blazer stared you down a lot. It definitely was real. 

So you maaaay have decided against your better judgment to look after Nila a whole lot more these days, just in the rare case you may bump into him :D

You’ve been pretty unlucky though.

You’ve become used to seeing Yerim running towards you with Nila to give you hugs though… which honestly? A very wholesome experience so you can't complain. 

Yerim loved you now since Nila was her best friend and if you were taking Yerim back to Nila’s house or they were going to hang out, you’d take them out for ice cream secretly without their parents knowing (which made it even more exciting for them).

Listen, part of you knew that maybe all this was stupid, and the chances of seeing him were slim, but it wasn’t all too bad and you didn’t have anything to lose.

These two kids were basically like your own but without the burden and responsibility of being an actual parent, and you were making some decent cash over the summer (plus your mom was pleased with how much you were helping her co-worker since it helped their relationship too.) 

Which was great honestly. You grew to like the two munchkins since they weren’t bad or rude. They were both a little chaotic and loud at times, but overall, just really sweet, happy kids. You couldn’t help but cherish them.

So even without seeing the handsome devil himself, you felt satisfied with your looney decision as it came with other benefits. 

It wasn’t until one particular day after the girls had some late afternoon sports practice that you ended up finally seeing the man that's been plaguing your thoughts for the past while. 

Of course, you were excited to see that he was indeed, not a figment of your imagination anymore, however, you weren't as happy as you thought you'd be. 

In fact, you were pretty angry when you did end up seeing him…

You had good reason to be though.

After their practice, Nila asked if you and her could wait with Yerim until her mom came to fetch her so she wouldn’t be alone...and yes perhaps some undying curiosity about who the mysterious ‘Mrs Park’ actually was, was urging you to stay…

But you did also care for the two girls so it was a no-brainer when you ultimately sat down with them outside at one of the nearby benches, not really bothered.

. 

… 

Uhhhh… nevermind?

It’s been about an hour and both girls were getting restless, as well as yourself. 

Where was Mrs Park, or at the very least, the driver she often sent to fetch Yerim instead? 

You offered your phone to Yerim, and she was polite and thankful at the gesture, however, after dialing the number she knew off by heart twice, her mother didn’t answer, so she phoned the only other number she knew: her dad.

Seonghwa’s coupe rolled up about thirty minutes after the call, and if it weren’t for the circumstance, you’d be eyeing down his expensive car more carefully.

“Daddy!” Yerim shouted, running towards him with her arms open, only relief and excitement in her voice.

He leaned down waiting for her hug before embracing her into his arms.

“Hey sweetheart! Sorry, I made you wait, love. Why don’t you go put your stuff in the car while Daddy speaks to Y/n?”

(score, he remembers your name. Yerim must mention you at home sometimes). 

The girl nodded, running towards you to give you a hug as a thank you before running off to the car with her things, Nila assisting in carrying her lunchbox and maths book to the car as well.

You stood arms crossed and all, staring him down expectantly. 

Seonghwa gulped at how scary the aura you were exuding appeared to be.

“Nice to see you again,” is all he could get out with a small smile; meekly, at that.

Your knees were weak at the sight of his smile but your head was still strong.

“You made your kid wait two hours, you know that? They close facilities in fifteen minutes. How could you let her wait so long?” You spoke calmly, but Seonghwa couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed despite the gentle voice.

It felt like you were aggressively scolding him, despite you actually being more reasonable than perhaps the situation granted.

His chest tightened; he knew it was because he hated seeing you even slightly upset, he just wasn’t exactly sure why.

It just gave him an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, as if he feared something…

“Her mom was supposed to come and she didn’t. Apparently, she had work and forgot to tell me…” He uttered while gazing at the floor and clasping his hands awkwardly in front of him.

It was the first time Seonghwa didn’t have this confident flair that was always present, even if it was just in his walk.

He genuinely looked upset with himself and it made your heart drop a little, realizing that it’s not really your place to speak about what you did. You were just some girl, You crossed the line…

But it obviously wasn’t purposeful and granted, something had to be said. Being left at school by your parents can sometimes be the worst feeling after a long school day, and you know Yerim has mentioned waiting at school for a long while more than once.

“Hey,” You reached over towards him, placing your hands atop his shoulders.

“It wasn’t your fault. You were busy right?”

Seonghwa, with a spark in his eye, looked towards you, hesitantly nodding.

He had a small pout displayed and for a second you couldn’t help but wonder how the hell this handsome, adult man could look so cute.

No wait, be serious here!

“It just shouldn’t become a habit. I saw how sad Yerim looked when her mom didn’t pick up the phone, but she said she’s used to it...I, I know it’s not my place, but I just worry for her. Sorry for overstepping.”

You let out a sigh looking away, before retracting your hands, wanting to give him some personal space.

But you couldn’t because when you pulled away he grabbed your forearms pulling you to your previous spot which was closer to him.

He trailed his hands gently down your arms, grasping your hands in his own.

“It’s okay. You’re right. I just, really didn’t know,” He said tenderly. 

His voice is only loud enough to reach your ears, and your ears alone.

“If you ever need me to urgently help out with Yerim, I don’t mind…” You said, trying to ignore the close proximity between the two of you and the very much intentional hand-holding.

Everything felt still and peaceful,

Perhaps it was due to the school being mainly empty and the sky getting darker but for a moment things stopped for a second, it was just you two in each other’s company while silence encompassed the two of you.

“It’s nice having someone like you care so much for her...and me as well. I’ll keep that in mind.” he gave your hands a soft squeeze.

Ignoring the heat rising to your face, you sent him a bashful smile. 

"Uhh, you should get going…" You said uncertainly, trying to be responsible, but you knew deep down that you didn't want to let go of him just yet. 

"You're right… Before I leave, can I have your number? For emergencies, like you said." He uttered out, letting go of your hands to reach for his phone, causing you to realize how warm his hands were keeping yours. 

“I actually still need to return your blazer…” you mumbled mindlessly, as you took his phone, typing away.

He chuckled, placing his hand on the back of his neck, “Right, I almost forgot! Seems I remembered everything else about you that day except that,” he said, only to somewhat regret his ambiguous words after they came out of his mouth. 

You nodded, unsure exactly what he entailed, but you had a good idea of what he may have been referring to.

You awkwardly exchanged numbers with him before you both parted ways.

This was a bad idea…Offering up your services just like that… Especially since it’s not null of selfish intentions.

But, for now, if no one is getting harmed, then, whatever.

You’ll handle what comes when you get there if you get there.

So lil time skip of about two weeks and you’re chilling, procrastinating the cleanup that you should be doing this Friday afternoon when you get a notification— Seonghwa’s name appearing on screen.

Hey, I know this is a bit sudden, but it’s the end of our business quarter and I have to stay late. Yerim will be all alone at home and no one will be there until 11pm. I’m sorry to ask this of you, but would you be willing to look after her? I promise I’ll compensate you generously.

Are you really about to look after this dude’s kid because you think he’s hot when you could rather be hanging out with friends or watching movies (or actually cleaning)?

Yeah. deal with it.

Of course! I don’t mind at all. Is there anything particular I should know (like should I bring her dinner or-)? And I hope we can discuss the compensation when you arrive home :)

Oh man… your mind really shouldn’t be jumping the gun here but it’s like, really really hard to not think about this scenario playing out…

What scenario?

Him compensating for this through physical means instead-

Iykyk.

He lets you know that there are some leftovers in the fridge that you can heat up for Yerim and sends you his address.

On your way there you can’t help but wonder why his wife isn’t there or a caretaker for Yerim. Is she also working late or are they not staying with each other..? It’s none of your business but of course, you were curious.

The whole situation just seemed weird to you so perhaps you’d see if you can figure something out from Yerim.

Upon arriving, your jaw dropped at how fancy the place was. Like yeah, he seemed like he had a decent job but to be raking in this much money? Damn…

There was a glass staircase, floors made of marble, and art pieces that you knew only wealthy people have the privilege of buying, and let’s not forget the fancy security system, that Seonghwa so graciously gave you the password to.

You laid your things down, calling out to Yerim before she shouts that she was coming.

You see her scurry down the stairs, running towards you to give you a hug. You pick her up, amused by her excitement.

“Y/n! Are you looking after me?” She asks with bright eyes and you give her a nod to which she smiles, elated. 

“But your dad gave me some rules to follow and I don’t want to get in trouble. I’m sure you don’t either, right?” 

She eagerly nodded, seeming to have a war flashback to when her dad got mad at her. 

“Then let’s be good, alright?” You chuckled at her reaction.

You set her down, and after exploring the house nonchalantly, you played with her a bit before letting her go do her own thing in her room.

While silence filled the floor you were on, the various things lying around in the house piqued your interest. 

You walked up to a small desk that had very few minimalistic ornaments and three frames, as well as some flowers that seemed to have started withering.

Upon further inspection, you realized that in the frame were Yerim, Seonghwa, and the infamous Mrs. Park. You couldn’t help but scoff at how pretty she was. Bright, bold eyes, thick heart-shaped lips, a small nose, a long neck giving her an elegant appearance, dark raven hair, and a nice figure to top it all off.

You’d be lying if you said Seonghwa and her didn’t look beautiful together. 

In fact, they must’ve been the talk of their neighborhood with how well they visually complemented each other. People likely gushing over what a pretty couple they make.

You placed the frame down, picking up the vase of flowers, wanting to change the browning water.

You didn’t understand why, but you felt a bit bitter while staring at the photos. 

Maybe it was because of your obvious attraction to Seonghwa or maybe it was because through small anecdotes you’ve figured out that she’s seemingly neglectful to her family.

Either way, despite her being beautiful, it irked you to stay staring at the sweet family photos.

You walked away busying yourself with the vase, thinking of how interesting it is… 

They look like the perfect family in those photos, happy as ever…Meanwhile, Seonghwa has revealed to you how stressed and strained his relationship was, and you’ve witnessed Yerim look dejected whenever her mom or sometimes even her father failed to show up to school events.

When placing the flowers back in their original place, you shook your head, trying to get your thoughts in order as you made your way elsewhere in the house.

You sunk into the couch like a melting slug, wondering if this was a good idea. 

‘This’ as in you taking time to somehow be involved in his life, even if it’s indirect.

It’s harmless now; you’re just some young person crushing on Seonghwa and using opportunities to see him…

The problem comes if he tempts you to throw away your self-control or even vice versa (since you know you don’t do too much thinking when around Seonghwa), and if things start escalating…

With a heavy sigh leaving your mouth, you decide that as long as you don’t overstep your boundaries, you should be fine…Right?

It isn’t long before you heat up those leftovers for Yerim and make a little plate of something for yourself.

You help her get ready for bed, as it starts getting later. You try to make it entertaining and fun for her since she seemed to be a little hesitant to sleep until her dad came home. 

Through what Yerim said, it seemed like her mom hasn’t been home for the past few days.

Tucking her in bed, after reading a short story book you found lying around on the bookshelf in her room, you sat there listening as she told you about her favorite character from that book.

You chuckled at the absurd reasons she gave as to why that character was her favorite, such as the fact that they liked cereal bars and she liked them too even though some people in her class would tease her because they hated them. 

While pulling the duvet up to her head as she dosed off after rambling, you gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. You stood up switching off the lights before stopping in your tracks as she called your name.

“Y/n..?”

You turned around waiting for her to continue,

“Can you come over more often?”

You couldn’t help but furrow your eyebrows in confusion at the request.

“Hmm? Why?”

“Well, you tuck me in and it’s fun when you’re around…Plus Daddy smiles whenever I talk about you so I think he likes you.”

Does she not normally get tucked in? Does Seonghwa talk about me with her a lot?

You gave her a soft smile, “Goodnight Yerim.” 

You headed downstairs, cleaning up the place a bit and doing the dishes before settling on the couch, watching whatever show was on as you waited for Seonghwa.

It was twenty minutes in when you realized looking after kids is no joke, even when they aren’t causing trouble. You were totally ready to have a nice rest after this.

You were fighting your sleep when 11:30pm hit but thankfully It wasn’t long until you heard the front door open, followed by the sound of business shoes hitting the marble. 

You stretched your arms and legs, standing up and switching the TV off, turning around to look towards the hallway entrance,

“Welcome home!” You sang out to Seonghwa, who was startled at the greeting.

His tired eyes lit up at the sight of you and he let out a breathy chuckle, as he took off his coat, hanging it on the hooks near the front. 

He was wearing a white dress shirt with a patterned tie and black slacks, and damn, did he look fucking hot. 

You were a little embarrassed that it didn’t take much for you to get flustered and worked up but his appearance was rather stunning for someone who spent the whole day at work. 

He ruffled his hair a bit, and loosened his tie, walking over towards you with a genuine smile.

“I can’t remember the last time I heard someone welcome me home,” he uttered, popping a few more buttons open, and folding up his sleeves, revealing his toned arms that you vaguely remember, “normally Yerim is either asleep when I get home, or otherwise I fetched her from school and we both came home together…” He trails off to which you nod, shyly petting your hair down, suddenly a little more conscious of your own appearance.

He comes to a stop in front of you, tilting his head, looking at you tenderly.

“It’s nice hearing it, especially so sincerely…”

You open your mouth to say something, only to close it, not fully sure how to respond. You look down to the floor, fumbling over what to say. Normally you’d be a lot quicker, but of course, it seems nothing really is normal when it comes to your behavior around Mr. Park.

He didn’t think much, before reaching out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, cradling your cheek in his palm just after. You felt your breath hitch, realizing that even if you tried to speak, you’d choke on your own words.

WHAT WAS HE DOING RN??? HELLO SIR???

He brushed his thumb against your cheek, and you were honestly, just stumped. 

You didn’t know what was going on but you dreamt of this touch for far too long to slap him away like you probably should have.

“Sorry, you had some type of fluff on your cheek,” he uttered, removing his hand which you had to stop yourself from chasing. 

Really..? Fluff? 

You couldn’t tell if he was serious or just using an excuse… 

You knew you liked him and further, you knew the attraction was mutual, but for some reason, it still all felt a bit surreal.

“Was everything okay here? Did Yerim cause you any trouble?” He said gently, his voice low.

“No, not at all! The worst thing she did was tire me out a little bit, but nothing I’m not capable of managing,” you let out an airy chuckle, opting to bite your lip just after feeling slightly awkward. 

He made you nervous in a good way, but also in a way you didn’t know how to handle.

“Oh? It’s a shame. I was hoping I’d be the one responsible for tiring you out tonight,” He chuckled before immediately dying down as he processed what he just said and openly insinuated. 

You almost choked, but swallowed the lump in your throat down instead.

Did he just-

What in the Wattpad was going on?

Not that you minded, I mean the delusional self in you was jumping at this.

Even so, outwardly you had no idea how to respond, feeling overwhelmed enough to just laugh nervously, and beyond your better judgment say this:

“We haven’t exactly discussed my compensation yet, Mr. Park.”

Oh fuck.

Oh.

Fuck.

You said that. YOU REALLY SAID THAT???

Panic.

He scoffs, looking away and you catch a glimpse of his reddening ears. 

“You’re driving me mad” he utters under his breath, seemingly to himself, but you could obviously hear his words...

“Why the sudden formalities? ‘Mr. Park’? Y/n, surely you know by now…” His voice was low and his actions bold as he placed his hand against your waist, leaning over so that his lips were brushing against your ear.

It was giving you flashbacks of when you first met and your heart raced once again at the proximity. 

“I like it when you call me by my name.” 

He was firm in what he said, and his voice sounded different from anything you’ve heard before.

It took everything in you to keep standing, your legs threatening to cave in. 

You placed your hands against his shoulders, both yours and his touch rather chaste considering the connotation of your words.

“Is that so? Maybe I need a reason to do that in the first place…” You uttered out, breath shaky and mind foggy. 

You were hoping he understood what you meant by that, your dazed state not even concerned for any rationality.

He tightened his grip against your waist, letting his head drop against your neck as he chuckled.

“I don’t know what to do with you, Y/n,” he said, now with a lighter tone laced with uncertainty.

It was a small call to reality, but he wasn’t making any action to let you go.

In fact, he only wrapped his other arm around you, pulling his head away to look at you, rather intensely at that-

You felt a little doubtful under his gaze. 

You could see a swirl of emotions in his eyes and he no doubt was feeling similar to you, but there was moral conflict tearing you both away from your desires.

“Sorry-” you whispered out, unable to come up with something better, only to be cut off.

“I do know, however— that I want you.” 

Your breath hitched and you subconsciously slid your hands higher, wrapping them around his neck, hinting to him that the feelings are mutual.

He wanted to hear it said from you directly though. Not willing to take a chance at this moment, he pulled you closer.

“So tell me…” He trailed, eyeing your expression carefully as he brought one hand to cradle your face just as before, “What do you want?”

Oh, fuck this. Consequences can wait. 

You leaned in, brushing your lips against his.

“This,” 

You closed the gap between you two, finally able to feel his lips against yours.

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