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nirvanawrites111 · 11 months

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Say You Love Me (Sub!Jongin x AFAB!Reader)

Word Count: 3727

Pairing: Kim Jongin x Afab!Reader

Genre AU: Male Stripper AU

Summary: Y/n runs No Manners male revue club and is recently divorced from Kim Jongin. But, needs a huge favor so that Y/n doesn't lose money and customers. No pronouns are used but Y/N is afab.

other characters mentioned: Ten, Taemin, Jun, Choi Minho, Leo

Warnings: Smut, sub!Jongin, Stripper club universe, pegging, strong language, oral sex (both rec), cum eating, degradation during sex. Calls Jongin a whore. Also... Jongin calls Y/N Daddy!, fingers (both rec)

Mentions of being with Ten Lee and Taemin. This chapter is just Y/n and Jongin together.

MINORS PLS DO NOT INTERACT. Ty so much!!!

A/n: Not sure if Y/n will have intimate scenes with everyone just yet. But I had to release this part because the sub!Jongin community is pretty dry and I need it for my mental health and clear skin.

Okay, I'm rambling.. also I'm obsessed with LET ME IN by Exo. It's been on repeat since Monday. I even play the slowed version. THE VOCALSSS.

If you enjoy my work please reblog it. I appreciate it!

SMUT BELOW THE CUT

"Where the fuck is Lee Taemin?!" You scream. You swallow hard, and your throat is raw. You walk around the lockers trying to find your main attraction for tonight.

He knows how vital that headliner spot is. People come from far distances to see him perform.

The last thing you need is to deal with disgruntled customers tonight.

You see Ten walk past you in a fishnet bodysuit covered in body glitter, and you grab his arm. "Hey! Where do you think you're going?"

Ten turns around with his other hand still gripping the sizeable clear trash bag of dollar bills. "Umm, I'm going to count my money in your office. What's up?" His hisses.

"Where the fuck is your friend, Taemin?" You ask.

"Umm.." Ten avoids eye contact and looks down at the floor. "I have no idea."

You step closer to him and are less than an inch away from him. "Look at me, Ten."

His eye contact connects with yours, and he stares at you. "Yes?"

"Where is Taemin?"

"In the parking lot with Jimin."

"Thank you, baby," you pull him closer and kiss him.

You let it linger for a bit, and then you pull away. You head out of the locker room's back door and search the parking lot for the infamous pink Lamborghini.

You see it in the back of the parking lot and race over to the car with your heels clicking against the pavement.

You find yourself at the passenger side window and knock on it. Taemin jumps, and grabs his chest.

"Roll down the window, drama queen!" you yell. You want to yank him out of the car because he has been MIA for the last few hours.

Not to mention he's still in his regular clothes, and his set is coming up soon.

"Heyyy! Y/n," Taemin greets you.

The marijuana smoke hits your face before he can say anything else. Both of their eyes are bloodshot red, and you are irritated, to say the least.

"Get out of the car. You're late for work!"

Taemin fumbles with the door, and Jimin starts laughing.

"You look nice. Y/n. Are you hiring by chance?" Jimin asks.

"Fuck, no," you spit.

You grab Taemin's hand as he gets out of the car.

"What's up, baby?" Taemin replies.

"Don't baby me! I put you on as a solo headliner for tonight and you're literally blowing it. You know I don't let you anyone go up there high or drunk."

"I know. I know. I'm not high though. I was just talking with Jimin about doing some music. He has a producer friend that can get our songs on the radio," Taemin explains.

"Taemin, I can't let you go on stage like this. Go home."

"What?" Taemin glares at me with glossy eyes.

"You heard me the first time. You can't come to work like this. It's the rules."

"No, c'mon this night is important."

"I can't give you special treatment just cause we're fucking. You gotta go home."

You sigh in disappointment. You wanted so much more for him. He'd worked so hard to get to that top spot. He was just as much of a crowd favorite as Kai.

Kai's departure was so unexpected. You were left scrambling to replace him.

But, that's when Taemin stepped up to the plate, and helped boost the club back to where it was when Kai was the headliner.

"Y/n, please. C'mon."

"I said what I said."

You walk away from Taemin because you might say something you regret or can't take back if you say anything else.

You reach into your back pocket. Your hand is shaky as you stare down at your iPhone in your palm. You pull up your phone and dial your ex-husband's number.

"Hello?"

"Jongin."

You take a deep breath and almost hang up the phone.

But you're desperate and don't want to disappoint your customers. Especially since tonight is a packed house.

"Yes?"

"I need a huge favor. Can you perform tonight as the headliner?"

"Y/n, you haven't talked to me in months and now you need me. Sounds like you're in a tough spot. Where's Taemin?"

"I had to send him home." You grab your keyring off your hip and open the back door. You close it behind you.

"I'll be there in five. But, you owe me, Y/n."

"Yeah. Yeah. Thank you! Jongin."

You know you won't hear the last of it from everybody, but you are the owner of No Manners. You have to do what's best for business and put all personal feelings aside.

You walk into your office and see Ten counting his money and clipping it together in stacks.

"Thanks for telling me about Taemin."

"I told him to come in for work, but he doesn't listen."

"He knew how important tonight is for the club. I don't get why he would do that."

"Me either."

"But, Jongin is performing tonight."

“Jongin… Kim Jongin? Here at No Manners?”

"Yeah, he was my last choice. You already did your set tonight. I couldn't make you do a double."

"You know Taemin is going to be pissed about it."

"I don't care honestly."

"Tonight, is about to be interesting."

"Are you doing the VIP room tonight?"

"No, I'm done for tonight."

"Okay."

Ten glares at the door, and you turn around to see Jongin transformed into his alter-ego.

Kai.

Your jaw drops when you see him wearing that one outfit you hand-made for him that he refused to wear. His muscular tone body is even more toned than when you last saw him.

The tan sheer materials cover his body perfectly, and the rhinestone highlights his manhood but still leaves much to the imagination.

It looks even better than it did a year ago when you had him first put it on.

"You look.. stunning, Jongin."

"It's Kai for tonight."

"Right," you snap back to earth and nod. "Did you give the DJ your music."

"Yeah, I'm doing a new routine."

"You still dance?"

"Not in clubs. But, I've been playing around with something. Trust me the crowd will enjoy it."

You look down at your watch. "Alright, well. Let me walk you out."

You head out of the office, and Jongin trails behind you. You are curious about what he's been up to since the divorce was finalized, but you're going to mind your business.

"That outfit looks perfect on you."

"I know."

You and Jongin stand at the metallic string curtains, and you stare out into the crowd. Jun is wrapping up his set, and his music fades out.

The DJ starts playing the melody of a beat you have never heard. "We got a special treat for you all tonight. Get your dollar bills out. Hell, bring out your 10s 20s and 100 dollar bills for this special guest, tonight. Everyone rise to your feet for the one and only, Kai."

After the DJ says his name, the crowd erupts into cheers, and Kai struts throughout the crowd. He goes up to a lady coming to the club since you first opened it up.

Kai works his magic and dances on the customer, and she almost falls over. He catches her, and she screams. People start throwing cash at him.

One of the younger strippers goes with a trash bag and starts picking up his money for him.

Kai continues making his runs throughout the crowd and gives a couple lucky people, some special attention. He doesn't care the gender. He doesn't discriminate.

You are quick to remember why he's always been a crowd favorite.

Kai finally makes his way onto the stage. You watch him, and he whines his hips to the music, and you can almost get lost in his movement.

You love the way he connects with the crowd. He always focuses on one person and sucks them into whatever he's doing.

Kai goes over to the pole and swings around it. He climbs to the top and slowly comes down.

He rises up the pole again and swings around it. He drops down into a split, and he climbs up. The light turns off, and I head to the DJ booth, where the music still plays.

A few moments pass, and then he's just wearing a rhinestone cover g strip. The crowd cheers even louder, and more people move closer to the stage, throwing money at him. Seeing all that money all over him, he works the pole even harder.

Your jaw drops when you see your ex-husband in action. He's a natural for this lifestyle and the best to ever do it.

After his set is over and he heads into his dressing room. The younger stripper walks towards his door with two large trash bags of money.

You grab the money and knock on the door. "Come in!"

You open the door and place the oversized trash bags on the couch. You glance over to see Jongin cleaning the makeup off his face in front of the vanity.

"Your set was amazing."

"I know. I’m sure you freaked out about the lights going out."

"Yeah, I thought something was wrong."

"You know I always know what I'm doing. You would have just talked me out of it."

"I know. I appreciate it. The club just isn't the same without you."

"I'm sure. You should let me come back."

"You know Ten and Taemin wouldn't like that."

"You're going to let them affect your business like that?"

"No, but things are calm backstage. You know you're a diva."

"You saw my fucking stage, right?" Jongin glares at you, and his gaze on you is stirring something up in you.

"I did. You're a headliner. You've always been one. Especially since Choi Minho left. You brought something different."

"The crowd eats it up every single time."

"I know. You were amazing. You didn't miss a beat. How's life post stripper life?" You ask and sit down on the couch next to his vanity.

"I'd be lying if I said it was easy. Too many people recognize me as a stripper. I honestly needed the money, tonight."

"If you needed help, why didn't you call me?"

Jongin laughs at your question. Why would he ask you for help? He shakes his head and wipes the glitter off his neck.

"We haven't talked in almost five months. I wanted to put this life behind me. I didn't want to be some washed up stripper."

"You're not a washed-up stripper. You're a talented fucking dancer."

"I know but my resume is seven years an exotic dancer with you as my only reference."

"No one has called my phone. You know I would speak highly of you."

"Well, I haven't gotten any offers."

"Something will come. Listen don't worry about giving me any of the money. Keep it," You reply.

You stand up, and Jongin stands up in front of you. He towers over you slightly by a few inches. You two are standing looking at each other.

"I miss you."

The words uttered by Jongin feel personal and envelopes you in a way you can't describe.

You stare into his eyes and brush his hair back from his face. His usual chocolate locks are an ashy gray hue. His beautiful face sparks something deep inside you.

This is still the Kim Jongin that knows all your deepest secrets. The man who held your hand through building this club. You were there for him when he got into dance school. So much history between the two of you. So much has happened.

Your chest tightens, and you take a deep breath. The words are caught in his throat.

"I miss you, too. But, we both know that the divorce was for the best."

"Because I wanted to leave this place and you didn't want to let me go. I wanted to grow past the gaze of desire. I want to be taken seriously."

"I hear you. I knew you leaving the club would affect me financially. I wasn't ready to make that move."

"Well, I will be here for the next month. So, tell your little princess Taemin that his spot is taken."

Jongin slides into his baggy jogging pants and grabs the trash bags.

You know that you need Jongin even though it will cause a rift between the other dancers. You know it's best for business.

***

Jongin sits in his car and stares at the flashing LED light with the club's name, and he sits back in his seat. He wants to drive out of this parking lot and never return.

But, the way they cheer his name and empty out their pockets for him is something that will have him returning back.

Jongin arrives at home to his townhome, which is gate operated. He pulls into the front of his house. He grabs his money and heads into his home. He inserts his keys.

He tosses the bags of money at the door. He kicks off his shoes and heads upstairs to take a shower.

Seeing you was more than emotional. He didn't know how he would respond to you. Nor did he see if he wanted to even talk to you.

His phone lights up, and he sees a car at his gate. He lifts his phone to see a red Corvette with the top down. He hits the button to open the gate.

What is it that you want this late? Did you come to say that you no longer need his services?

Jongin heads downstairs and opens the door. He watches you get out of the car and head up the stairs.

Your strapless jean jumpsuit dress hugs your body just right. Your red heels make you a bit taller, but still not taller than him.

Jongin raises an eyebrow, and you lift your infamous Gucci bag packed with his favorite toys.

"So, do you want to get fucked out here on your porch or do you want to invite me in?" You ask him.

"Come in and fuck me."

***

You push Jongin against the couch, and he smirks at how you manhandled him.

You would be a fool to not want to fuck him after seeing him perform tonight. Everybody is probably going home to masturbate after the performance Jongin delivered tonight.

"Jongin, my pretty boy." You lean forward and sit down on his lap cowgirl style. You whisper against his ear and nibble as you feel him rise underneath you.

"I'm yours?" Jongin breathes out.

"For tonight, yes." You reply. You run your red fingernails down the center of his chest. "Can I taste you? Ya know to reward you for doing such a great job tonight."

"Of course, mistress," Jongin moans.

The aura of this man is so powerful, yet in your presence, this beauty is so submissive to you. No one would ever believe it if you told them. But, you wouldn't care.

You move down his waist and get down onto the floor. Your knees dig into the soft light carpet supporting you. You reach up to help me get out of those sweaters. His dick springs to action because he isn't wearing any underwear.

"Damn, you're always so hard for me," you whisper, tracing your fingers along his length.

"Fuck, I've missed you, daddy."

Jongin loves to call you different things whenever you two are intimate, but daddy is the one thing you love the most. He's the only guy to ever do it.

"Mmm… I haven't heard that name in months." You grab his dick and swirl your tongue around the head. Your core tingles, and you work your mouth up and down on him.

"Please.." Jongin emits a moan, and it makes your heart flutter.

This was your favorite way to see the real Jongin. With his legs spread for you and moaning and panting. You haven't even really got into it, and already you are bringing him close to his release.

"Please? What? You like it? Or you want me to stop?" You taunt him.

"No, please keep going. I'm not going to last," he whimpers.

Of course, he's not. He always reacts to you so well. You love that about him. It doesn't take a lot for him to come. He's been like this since you two first fucked.

"You know other people might not like how easily you cum, but I'm honored how fast I can make you come."

"I know.. I'm only like this with you."

You stop and sit up on your knees. You watch his eyes spring open, and he looks down at you. "Why'd you stop?"

"You need to work for that nut, sir."

You lie back against the carpet with your legs open. Showing him you’re pretty pussy without any underwear.

You want to taste his nut on your tongue, but you want to make him work for it. You know he's always up for a challenge.

"Eat me until I come, Nini."

Jongin doesn't hesitate, moves down on the floor, and holds onto your legs as his tongue probes your sensitive region. You can feel the heat building inside you as Jongin's skilled tongue works its magic. You moan and writhe under his touch.

One thing about him is he knows how to please you and will do all he can to ensure you know it.

His tongue explores your slit, and he catches your juices dripping down because of how turned on you are from hearing him moan for you.

You could get off just from hearing him moan. You have in the past, recorded the audio of two of you having sex and used it for your personal time when you were alone.

Jongin sticks a finger inside you, and your body reacts to him quickly. He pulls it out and sucks it on his finger. You love the sight of seeing feast on you.

He pushes two fingers inside of you and does the same thing again. "I've missed your sweet taste. Nobody taste like you."

Jongin leans down and kisses your pussy. His soft lips against yours make your body jolt. He is getting lost in pleasing you. Everything he does feels so good.

You can feel the heat building up inside you as Jongin continues exploring your body with his fingers. You moan softly, lost in the pleasure he is giving you. His kisses are gentle and loving, making you feel cherished and desired.

Jongin kisses on your pearl while he fingers you. You ride his fingers until you squirt all over them. He sucks your juices off his fingers. Jongin moves down and replaces his tongue where his fingers were to slurp out the rest of your release. You grab the back of his head while he sucks the soul of your body.

"Fuck, Jongin!" You cry out and continue to ride the wave of your orgasm. It feels too good, and now you're sensitive to the touch. You push him off of you.

Jongin lies next to you and you get down to his dick. You are on the right side of him and sucking him faster than before.

No one has eaten your pussy like that since you were last with him, so you know he's earned the right to come.

You stick your finger in your dripping pussy to wet your finger. You stick it into his ass. He's always liked it, especially when you give him head.

"Shit.. you know I love when you do that, daddy, please," Jongin whines.

Just like that, he comes so hard in your mouth, and you swallow it. You love the taste of him. You climb on top of him.

"Tonight is just an one time, thing, okay? If you're going to be at the club for a month. I don't want us to mess around. Cool?"

"Yea, of course. We're just getting it out of system."

"Exactly."

You stand up, unzip your jean dress, and toss it on the couch. You grab your Gucci bag and head upstairs. You still have your heels on.

You make your way to his bedroom. You grab your strap-on and put it on. You sit on the bed and wait for him to come upstairs. You pour lube on your strap-on and coat it perfectly.

Jongin comes upstairs. He's completely nude. He gets on top of you and slides down onto your strap-on. You feel the weight of his body on top of you as he starts to move back and forth.

You lean back against the bed and watch him bounce on it. You like watching him fuck himself on your strap.

"You're so.. naughty. Jongin. You're fucking yourself on my strap. You missed me that bad?" You coax him.

"Maybe," he giggles.

You slap his ass and grab it while he continues to ride you. In some weird way, you still have feelings for him.

Something you probably won't admit to him, and you don't know how you'll be able to survive a month with him at the club.

"Maybe? You're acting like a whore."

"Cause you make me this way."

You lift him up and hold on to him while keeping the strap inside. You lay him on the bed on his back. You hold his legs open while you stroke into him.

"Now stroke yourself, whore," You instruct him, and he obeys you.

You grind your hips and continue to pound his tight ass. You miss moments like this. You know he's needy for the next nut by how he's jacking his dick.

Your hand covers his as you pump harder until him until he comes again.

"I love you, Jongin," You lean forward and slip your tongue into his mouth.

"I love you, too, Daddy."

The two of you fall asleep in his bed, and the following day you wake up. Jongin still is sleeping, and you sit on the edge of the bed.

You look at your group chat with The Lee Twins.

Ten: Where are you? Y/n

Taemin: Damn, you didn't come home last night. Are you really that mad at me? I'm really sorry, Y/n.

You: It's okay. You're spot is being replaced for the month. I'll see you two soon.

You know things are about to get crazy, but you know Jongin can take the club to new heights.

Read Part 2

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doiefics · 11 months

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masterlist

↳ welcome to doiefics masterlist!

below you can find a separate masterlist for all the nct related works since most of my writing is for nct, followed by a usual masterlist, have a good time!

🔗nct masterlist

↳ treasure

no regrets │jihoon

don't fall for the homeboy! │jihoon

late night love affair │jihoon

↳ stray kids

mean, odd, love │lee know

↳ tomorrow x together

let's run away, princess │yeonjun

↳ exo

work can wait for other days │baekhyun

↳ blackpink

he could never │jennie

↳ enhypen

im gonna become a stripper instead│sunghoon

↳ bts

can't we be like the others? │jungkook

↳ boynextdoor

↳ seventeen

please refrain from plagiarising, translating or posting outside of this platform

bringing him home│joshua

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chicken-fifi · 2 years

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It's here! My Halloween Event will be taking place throughout the entire month of October! Every day I will be posting a short fic for the artists that were voted the most coinciding with either or 'horror' or kinky theme. There won't be any normal requests going up this month since I want to focus on creating the best content possible for this event and hopefully you guys enjoy it and look forward to it in the coming years!

Day 1 - Taecyeon (2PM) - Killer or Victim?

Day 2 - G-Dragon (Big Bang) - Degradation (NSFW)

Day 3 - Sungjae (BTOB) - Stalker

Day 4 - V (BTS) - Temptations

Day 5 - Sungjin (Day6) - Til Death Do Us Part

Day 6 - Suho (EXO) - Teasing (NSFW)

Day 7 - Mark (GOT7) - Bloodlust (NSFW)

Day 8 - Yoseob (Highlight) - Obsession

Day 9 - Shownu (Monsta X) - Aftercare (NSFW)

Day 10 - Johnny (NCT) - Breeder (NSFW)

Day 11 - Jaeyoon (SF9) - Sensory Deprivation (NSFW)

Day 12 - Minho (Shinee) - Merman

Day 13 - Hyunjin (Stray Kids) - Exhibitionism (NSFW)

Day 14 - Yesung (Super Junior) - Mirrors (NFSW)

Day 15 - Taemin (Super M) - 1st Time (NSFW)

Day 16 - Yunho U-Know (TVXQ) - Mine

Day 17 - Hoony (Winner) - Kidnapped

Day 18 - Christian Yu - To Worship You (NSFW)

Day 19 - Gong Yoo - Mobstar

Day 20 - Junho (2PM) - Haunted House

Day 21 - RM (BTS) - The Siren

Day 22 - YoungK (Day6) - Troublemaking Ghost

Day 23 - D.O (EXO) - Spanking (NSFW)

Day 24 - Gikwang (Highlight) - Cabin in the Woods

Day 25 - Jisung (NCT) - Zombieland

Day 26 - Chani (SF9) - Mommy Milkers (NSFW)

Day 27 - Han (Stray Kids) - Food Play (NSFW)

Day 28 - Siwon (Super Junior) - 7 Minutes in Heaven (NSFW)

Day 29 - Yoon (Winner) - Serial Killer

Day 30 - Wonho - The Stripper

Day 31 - Woo Dohwan - Dominant and Submissive (NSFW)

Tagging: @iamthecabbage @confusedchildsstuff @multistan-kpopfanfics @steph0707 @irishxgem if you would like to be tagged and aren't please let me know!

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galoresficrecs · 7 months

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[EXO] Baekhyun

LAST UPDATED ON: Dec 2nd, 2022

newly added ✦ || personal faves ✪ || ongoing ✑

ratings:

not rated || general || teen and up || mature || explicit🔞

❧ baekhyun x chanyeol ☙

✪ he talks like rain by bumkeyhyun [49,1k words] soulmates!au, ptsd, violinist!baekhyun, chef!chanyeol || explicit🔞

✪ Here Be Dragons by Misunkun [39,7k words] urban fantasy, dragons, fame marriage, domestic fluff || explicit🔞

✪ meaning of you by kozen [38,8k words | 4 ch] slice of life, friends with benefits, light angst || explicit🔞

✪ On the Booze with Brahms by NovemberMagpie [45,8 words] college!au, violinist!baekhyun || teen and up

✪ Stopping by Woods by GinForInk [19,4k words] hiking!au, camping!au || mature

✪ When I'm With You (I Have Fun) by noonaofdarkness [57,9k words | 5 ch] slice of life, slow burn, mentions of homophobia || explicit🔞

✪ you were always the one for me by tintatalk [19,8k words] friends to lovers, growing up || mature

❧ baekhyun x yixing ☙

✪ How Could Anyone Resist? by zhyixingie [3,2k words] asexuality, fluff || teen and up

❧ baekhyun x reader ☙

Breathless by whimsical-ness [8k words] f!reader, travel!au, tour-guide!baekhyun || not rated

Dead Giveaway by yehet-me-up [1,6k words] f!reader, she's the man!au, comedy || teen and up

[part of The Cartel] Fire by kpopfanfictrash [3,2k words] f!reader, 1970s!au, set in florida, crimes & criminasl!au || explicit🔞

Hey, Neighbor by whimsical-ness [5,5k words] f!reader, neighbours!au || not rated

Hook, Line & Sinker by whimsical-ness [9,2k words] f!reader, college!au || not rated

[part of Exordia Academy] Imminence by kpopfanfictrash [10k words] f!reader, 1980s!au, academy!au, powers!au || explicit🔞

Lovesick by whimsical-ness [12k words] f!reader, cupid!au || not rated

Nightbringer by kpopfanfictrash [1,7k words] f!reader, pirates!au, smut || explicit🔞

Our Spring by yehet-me-up [2,3k words] f!reader, moulin rouge!au || teen and up

[part of Welcome to the Exodus Mall] Silver Screen Bandits by yehet-me-up [11k words] f!reader, 1990s!au, mall!au, set in seattle, friends to lovers || teen and up

❧ otn/multi ☙

✪ tarantino and tortellini by mochiiks [20,9k words] baekhyun x jongdae x kyungsoo || neighbours!au, established!baeksoo || explicit🔞

Bedhead by kaifectionery_fest [6k words] baekhyun x jongin x sehun || domestic!au, established relationship || explicit🔞

✪ three's a crowd (and i love an audience) by Anonymous [45,9k words | 6 ch] baekhyun x sehun x yixing || stripper/exotic dancer!au, sugar daddy/sugar baby!au || explicit🔞

✪ some good, old-fashioned blood magic by dejakyu [47,2k words | 15 ch] baekhyun x jongdae x minseok || urban fantasy, hispital!au, vampires, witches, established!xiubaek || explicit🔞

✪ that old wintertime magic by unnieunnie [8,2k words] baekhyun x jongdae x minseok || magic shop!au || mature

#exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #baekhyun fanfic

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alanshee-keeper-of-realms · 1 year

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Welcome to the New Realm

Okay I'm having fun with this so have what I am writing out

Ladies Gents and the They Thems or whichever pronouns you prefer I present to you the Realm 14 Borg Siblings meeting their Counterparts!

But honestly writing 2 Cyrus's is a trip ngl

Their Dad's sat in front them, one had a contraption on his legs rather then the usual wheelchair, he was leaned on the desk,

"Okay now that we have over 30 kids let's go down the list to make sure everybody is here" the Cyrus in the wheelchair said

"okay we definitely need name tags" Victoria and Violet muttered at the same time,making the others snort

"I'm Realm 15 Cyrus" he tapped a number on his Lapel"We already came up with this to identify who is who, also the 14th Realm Cyrus has his exo skeleton"

The other waved,.actually pushing off the desk and standing up using a cane

"I built this as an alternative to my wheelchair I just need a cane to keep balance, I just use the wheelchair when they are charging,"

They nodded as his counterpart looked to him,

"Just alert if and when you do need a wheelchair I'm pretty sure my spare would work for you"

"Thank you"

Cyrus 15 nodded and looked back to them, looking at the clipboard,

"It shouldn't be too hard to identify who's who's with us. Siblings I think Quixie Harriet and then Simone, Jennifer and Pixal are the duplicates, but even they have differences," Freida said logically,

"I'm pretty sure I am not like I was years ago a fashionista princess" Simone snorted side, eyeing her counterpart, who was redoing her lipstick and make-up,

She closed the compact, meeting her counterparts optics with an incredulous look,

" But if you're not doing fashion darling, then what are you doing?" She scoffed,"probably ended up on the corner,"

Simone broke out into laughter, her siblings trying not to laugh, as their Mirror Realm Counterparts stared Wesely saying

"No way"

Simone opened her jacket, pulling out a vape

" oh honey you're in for a rude awakening as yes exactly that is what I am. I stopped working on the streets about 5 years ago. Nowadays, I entertain in the most popular strip club in Ninjago or, well, formerly Ninjago," She took a hit, letting out the smoke with a smirk yelping as she got pelted by not one but 2 pens

"No Vaping in the office" Cyrus 15 snipped she grinned tucking the device away,

She then turned around, shimmying her jacket down, showing the brand of Borg Industries on her shoulder, but also all the rest of the tattoos and when she turned around they spotted the blackened skin around her powersource,

Her counterpart was left speechless as Simone laughed,

"I also have a wife. Elora who's in the same field."

Cyrus 14 asked his counterpart dumbfounded "How in the World?"

Simone interupted pulling her jacket back on but leaving it unzipped,

"Oh got into car batteries and the likes Daddy over here disowned me for a bit he did pay for my apartment for a while but wouldn't give me an allowance so in order to feed my habit I went out and got a job that makes money quick"

"Yeah, she's our chaotic one. Former Prostitute and current stripper," Chloe chirped

"Says the Hacker," Violet muttered

" yeah needless to say there's more than one kid of mine that turned out to be quite chaotic"Cyrus 15 shook his head looking a bit exasperated "Kids"

Chloe leveled him with a look,

" well you didn't build me originally to be your daughter you're forgetting to tell them I was originally your fiance"

That made a few of the Realm 14 crew burst out laughing as Cyrus 14s face grew red

"Yeah uh Ginny was the same, only she stuck with being a teacher, unlike Chloe who sounds like went a complete different way"

Ginny nodded,

" I have taught kindergarteners for close to 7 years now. I hoped to someday find someone and have a family after our Cyrus discovered himself during my absence…. by the way where is your husband,"

"What?!" The 15th realms inhabitants shrieked making the 14th realms inhabitants wince

" I was waiting to tell them because it appears here, everything did not go according to how it went in our Realm. I have already done research on him, here and he was a villain outright. Cyrus of this realm did not offer out a hand like I did"

He turned around to the confused appearance of their counterparts

"during the events of the time twins, I offered my hand out to Acronix and he took it, we became fast Friends and I was able to bring him back over to the side of good, he himself took down Krux with my help."

He leaned on the desk shrugging

" for the first couple years, Acronix really showed his intelligence with technology, one day he showed me a security flaw that I had not noticed and only he noticed because he hacked into the system to show me. So he became our white hat hacker to make sure all of our security devices have no flaws

" and I'm guessing over years and years you too fell for each other," Violet carefully said the sheepish grin giving her her answer along with him pulling out a necklace with a ring on it She sighed, "oh dear I best make a call to the chief he's probably already arrested your husband thinking he's our Acronix who escaped,"

" how did you have a direcrt line to the chief" Eris asked raising an eyebrow, but Violet already was talking to someone,

" you are looking at the mayor of our city" Felix said with pride,

Now it was their counterparts turned to be surprised

"Whoa, so instead of a doctor in your guys realm Violet became mayor?"

He nodded

"Yeah, she was a lawyer but after the mess of a situation with the overlord part two she decided to run, she is the most powerful woman in the city"

They turned their heads as they heard,

" yeah thank you chief figured as much glad we could get that sorted out" Violet looked to them as she tucked her phone away "yep they already had Acronix locked up he's already been saying he's not the one they're looking for, Chief will be escorting him here as quickly as he can,"

"Oh thank the first Spinjitzu Master Dad's alright," Harriet 14 said clutching her chest,looking beyond relieved to the confusion of the others,

" he can be a bit dim witted at times intelligence is high, common sense or wisdom however is non existent, so him running around Ninjago, it's like letting a cat out into the streets," Victoria explained to the snorts of the others

"So while he's on the way let's get this head count going"

For the next few minutes they called out names,

"Only the Pixals are missing," Cyrus 15 said

"They're probably at the Monestary can someone try to get to them?"

"On it!" Chloe said as the Elevator asked

Acronix Chromos Identified as wishing permission-

"Granted!" Cyrus 15 called out and the groups barely had moved out the way of the elevator before a giant blur ran past them Cyrus 14 laughing as Acronix picked him up and spun him around,

"Oh thank the first Spinjitzu master you're alright!" He crowed, "I was heading here when I got hog tied,"

They shared a quick kiss, before Cyrus 14 responded,

"Well your here now thanks to my Counterparts daughter,"

As gentle as possible, Acronix set the other back down looking over at Violet

"I heard thank you, Mayor Borg,"

"It was no problem," She responded, watching as he went over to their Counterparts,

"You kids okay?" He started checking them over as the other group stared

"Wow," Chloe finally said, "This is so strange, it's like he's a normal civilian"

#ninjago #lego ninjago #Realm 14 AU #Ninjago AU #ninjago united #borg siblings #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago pixal #pixal borg #ninjago cyrus borg #cyrus borg

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Jisung as part of NCT stripper line would be the head line of the century tbh. And I'm sure most of us older czennies would not know how to act or feel about it. Especially since Jeno is the only one of the dreamies to shuck his shirt so far.

Technically they are in they're hoe phase era cause usually it's the 5th - 7th year is when the boy groups start grinding and stripping exhibit A Exo was like 2017 they debuted in 2012. Then once the stripping happens they move into the grown up sexy phase. Same with tvxq, Dream is the same exact age as tvxq when they released mirotic and wrong number. So I'm ready, bring it. I'm done treating 20 year old men like babies, I went through something recently I cant even mentally do it. I just really need them to graduate high school. They've been in high school for 6 years. I can't wait for Jisung to follow in 127 and Wayv's footsteps. I'm sure someone who is not me will enjoy it. I feel a lot of groups had very distinct "we are kids" phase then once everyone was 20 "we are adults" Dream is the only one I haven't seen them do that. But after that glass box stunt they're getting close. I want that for them.

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Unwind AU - Part 7 (M)

It was the perfect excuse to go to EXO tonight. It was Minah’s birthday and she was miserable… and so was Jangmi. They think they are tough enough to take on these boys. Enjoy the night and go back to reality after a few hours… But Xiumin and Luhan have other ideas… You need to become a VIP customer to get the special service? New motive in life…

Xiumin x Minah OC & Luhan x Jangmi OC (ft. Baekhyun, Suho, Lay, Kai & the rest of EXO OT12 will be mentioned)

Stripper!AU/Smut

Warnings: Sexual content, usage of toys, dungeon kind of scenario setting, BDSM, definitely +18 (+25)

A/N: This is a collaboration with the sweetest and amazing mega mind @xiubaek13 this idea we got from @minnieyeol moodboard here sparkled some sinful thoughts. Thanks so much!

Thanks again to @xiubaek13 for editing it and polishing it to perfection.

Special guests appearance, Lori @soobadnoonecanstopher & Sam @thesammtimes 😉

Also Kit @yourkeeperoftherunners writer of Chanyeol’s spinoff Avec Nocturne

⚠️ Beware mutuals, nobody is safe! You could be the next one to be mentioned in our story.

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< Part 6 - Part 8 >

“Welcome. This gift box is a token of our company’s appreciation. We hope that you like them.” She bowed and moved to leave the room. Hyunwoo stopped her by the door to thank her. As he was thanking her he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and she recoiled at the contact before leaving the room as fast as she could.

And Luhan saw it. The reaction that Xiumin had said a lot without words. He knew there was something going on with his dearest friend.

“Interesting how you treat the employees” spat Xiumin without thinking.

Luhan immediately shoved him with his foot to shut him up.

“Ah that’s Minah, she is definitely my favourite employee” cooed Hyunwoo drawing a dumb smile that didn’t match his menacing sharp aura “anyways gentlemen, I hope this shall be the beginning of a prosperous partnership”

“Minah! What’s going on!? Why did you run out of Hyunwoo’s office? Weren’t the clients there? Did that fucker touch you? You are shivering, oh my god what’s wrong with you?”

Minah couldn’t speak, she couldn’t form words and her breathing was laboured as she leaned on the wall for support.

“Jangmi!”

“Girl what the fuck is wrong? I will castrate him I swear!”

“Xiumin!”

“Xiumin?”

“Xiumin was one of the clients. And Luhan was the other.”

“Oh…”

“And Hyunwoo just out of the blue tucked my hair behind my ear, in front of them.”

“Wow… OK I wonder if all this is just a coincidence or they were in stalker mode to find where we work?”

“What? Of course not! Why would Xiumin want to know anything about me?”

“You underestimate yourself, you think he didn’t like the attention? You think he wasn’t annoyed by what you did and all the flirting with the rest of the guys? Minah please...”

“Well if that is true, now he’s gonna think I am a slut because what Hyunwoo did… in front of a new client… Jangmi I am so disgusted.”

“Oh well let him think that. Luhan already thinks that and it didn’t stop him from coming along, I’m hoping he’s not just accompanying Xiumin.”

Minah stopped for a moment to think about the whole situation “You know what? I think you might be right. I am just too taken aback. Xiumin with Hyunwoo... it was intimidating.”

“About what happened, it might work in your favour. Hyunwoo with his actions might benefit you after all. Let that kitty suffer a bit.”

“Let’s go Xiumin, staying in the car till she finishes her shift is stupid.”

“You go if you want Lu. I’m staying here.”

“Xuimin this is ridiculous. I don’t even recognise you.”

“Why are you even here Luhan? I want to see what’s with this girl. At least recognise that you are curious like I am.”

“I am here because I wouldn’t let you come alone.”

“Bullshit Luhan! Alright? It’s not like I’m going to get lost. I know you well enough to know when you are talking bullshit! You might not recognise it to even yourself, and I might be more at peace with my emotions, but hiding it doesn’t mean it’s not there.”

“Min-”

“Don’t Minseok me! You are fucking here for Oh Jangmi, and that’s that!”

“I am not!”

“Say whatever the fuck you want. You are also free to leave because I am not going to let this one escape.”

“So what is this? If you don’t mind me asking? Love?”

“I don’t know, but I am not letting go of the only woman that made me feel something for a long time, I thought I was dead Lu. Women just… they were nothing and this one…”

“This sounds fucking alarming. Where is Kim Minseok and what have you done with him?”

“Lu, do you remember when we met? How old were we? 17? 18 maybe?”

“Now she’s turned him into a softie…” scoffed Luhan looking at the window disinterested in Xiumin’s next words.

“Remember when we said if we ever met a girl we would make sure she had a sister or a best friend so the other wouldn’t be-”

“I am leaving!” announced Luhan trying to turn the door handle but Xiumin stopped him grabbing his wrist.

“You are just in fucking denial, but suit yourself. I am not going to let it go and live with ‘what if’.”

“You are fucking nuts Xiumin! And then what? The business! Have you thought about that? What are you going to tell Kris? He doesn’t like this shit, this is one of our sacred rules.”

“Fuck rules! Are you just going to give up on it? Give up on having a life?”

“Not giving up on anything Xiu, as a matter of fact I do get laid more than you do actually.”

Xiumin exhaled loudly shaking his head.

“What changed you so much overnight?”

“I don’t know Lu, I am here to figure that out.”

“We had an agreement concerning women, and this certainly was not part of it. I can’t believe the other day you were almost going to- forget it!”

“I didn’t plan on this Luhan, it just happened.”

“Whatever. You are not the Kim Minseok that I know.”

“You changed too Lu my friend. Look at you.”

“What? How did change?”

“Your giving zero fucks attitude. Gone! You never raise your voice. You never care. Ever since Suho put that chewing gum on the CCTV. Not all women are the same, and Jangmi is not her, forget about her.”

“Fuck you Minseok!” Luhan finally opened the door closing it behind him with a loud thud. He kicked a pebble and kept mumbling wanting to cross the road.

“Luhan!” Xiumin called out after his friend “Lu! Yah!”

Luhan turned around and pointed a finger on Xiumin’s chest “You are fucking playing with fire here. Just reminding you that you should really focus on the visit we have in a couple of days. The clients visiting are no joke. I need you to focus.”

“I’ll focus if you can focus.”

Luhan was done arguing. He left Xiumin standing in the street a few meters away from the girl’s workplace. Xiumin read it in his best friend’s behaviour. He was just as caught up with Jangmi as he was with Minah. It just showed differently.

Luhan didn’t like to show his weaknesses. This anger he carried was justified. He’d had his heart broken before when he was just a boy. He thought he found love but all he found was a gold-digger. When he couldn’t afford making her happy she left him for the next older richer man, a sugar daddy. That was after he had spent all his college tuition on her. It was a painful memory for him. Since then he never got close to a woman if it wasn’t business related. Never let his heart rule. He never showed his emotions. Never let a woman in since that day.

Xiumin’s story was less dramatic. He simply wasn’t appealing to anyone. He was never attractive in the eyes of any girl. He had always been the cute one, but girls in their late teens wanted men. Xiumin got the ‘you are like my brother’ quote so often that he had given up on ever being desired by any woman. Until one day well past his puberty stage he bloomed into one of the most attractive men that ever walked the face of earth, all his face factions defining into what he was today. At some point he had more admirers than Luhan himself. He then realised that women were fake. Real love and whatnot was a bunch of bullshit that should remain in novels. It’s either money or looks what they sought. Women didn’t want him for who he was inside, only for the view.

They both decided to never fall into a woman’s dirty trap. Forgetting about the agreement they had when they were teens.

The memories played in Luhan’s head as he crossed the road entering the convenience store next to the bank the girls worked at. He needed something cold to drink before calling a taxi.

Minah and Jangmi finally finished their morning shift, Minah was in charge of closing the doors and Jangmi took the opportunity to get something she needed before heading home. Xiumin saw Jangmi exiting the bank heading to the right place.

He got out of the car watching Minah entering the security code on a keypad behind the glass doors. He ran his fingers through his hair before exhaling, that feeling coming back hitting him hard in the chest. He saw her bend locking the door and when she exited to finally close the main gate. He didn’t think... he just headed towards her without having anything prepared beforehand to say to her.

He just wanted to see her up close, hear her voice. Lock eyes with her.

All those little dreams were suddenly interrupted when Hyunwoo came to the picture. He was exiting his own car that was parked right in front of the bank. Xiumin’s unexplained anger returned, especially when he noticed Minah walk backwards. He could tell she was uncomfortable around her boss and his thoughts wandered to all of the horrible things that might have happened in the past to her.

“I would really love to have dinner with you Minah.”

“Hyunwoo-ssi, I’d appreciate if we kept it professional.”

“I know you don’t have a boyfriend. Why are you acting so hard to get? You know half the employees would die to have my attention.”

“Well not me. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

Minah tried to walk passed him heading to Jangmi’s car, but she was stopped by Hyunwoo’s persistence. He grabbed both her wrists.

“Look at me Minah.”

“I’d prefer you let go of me.”

“Minah please.”

Xiumin’s blood was boiling at that stage.

“No you ple-”

“I think you heard the lady Hyunwoo-ssi.” interrupted Xiumin.

Perhaps he was about to jeopardise the image he gave just hours ago, but he wasn’t about to stand by as a man pushed himself onto a girl, especially if it was Minah.

“Kim Minseok-ssi!” exclaimed Hyunwoo surprised to see his new most valuable client. He gestured between himself and Minah and laughed. “This isn’t what you think it is.”

“I beg to differ. You have her hands grabbed against her will.” noted Xiumin calmly before dismissively looking past Hyunwoo and focussing on Minah “Am I wrong?”

Minah was completely shell-shocked. This was the last thing she’d like Xiumin to witness. He wasn’t wrong but at the same time she couldn’t just throw her boss under the bus.

“Kim Minseok-ssi, this is Minah my employee. There is nothing wrong here, it’s all good.” Hyunwoo clucked worryingly, letting go of Minah’s hands.

Xiumin ignored Hyunwoo’s attempt to smooth things over. “I think Minah-ssi could use a ride home, you take it easy Hyunwoo-ssi.”

Minah walked towards Xiumin’s side slowly not really knowing how to act. It was a mess. She knew that she’d have to face her boss the next morning, but right now her legs took her to the safest place.

Beside Xiumin.

“I’d appreciate if you took better care of Minah in the future.” Xiumin calmly requested extending his hand taking Minah’s “Otherwise Luhan and I will have second thoughts about if this bank is really suitable for us. Respect in the workplace is extremely important to us.”

Hyunwoo was left completely stunned. Unable to form words he just kept nervously bowing 90º bows.

“Have a good evening.” added Xiumin before entwining his fingers with Minah’s crossing the road to go to his car.

Luhan stood in front of the refrigerators eyeing the assortment of juices and fizzy drinks. By now he had memorised all the brands and flavours. His best friend’s words playing dirty games in his mind as he looked at the colourful assortment. He was so pissed, so pissed...

“Aish, where is my wallet?”

“It’s alright agassi, don’t worry. You can pay me tomorrow.”

Luhan was completely awoken from his trance, her voice piercing his eardrums. He tilted his head to see her back looking through her bag trying to find her wallet.

“I forgot it at work.” she whined.

Luhan’s confidence grew again, it must be how her pencil skirt looked from behind, or maybe her whiny voice... but he had to admit, it excited him.

He placed his hands inside his dress pants pockets and walked slowly, his dress shoes clicking against the hard flooring, making sure she noticed someone was behind her. She turned around to meet his sparking eyes, his beautiful face as he bit on his lower lip the way he knew he could.

“I’ll pay for her.” offered Luhan giving the cashier a ₩10,000 note.

“Sir, it’s just ₩500.″

“Keep the rest for when she needs more. I know Jangmi loves her chewing gum. She’ll be back!”

With that Luhan walked outside the convenience store before her. It aggravated her. She was almost over him and now this.

What did he want?

She ran outside enraged, she wanted to shout at him, slap him... kiss him... she didn’t know what she wanted but she was in the process of forgetting he existed.

“Why are you here!?”

Luhan scoffed and stopped walking. She walked until she was facing him “Answer me!”

He shrugged. “I don’t have to reply, I owe you nothing.”

“Why would you be following the girl that has a guy in every block?” She threw his words back in his face.

At this point Luhan snorted. It was all he could think of, because he didn’t have an answer.

“Get in the car Minah.”

“Thank you for that, but I am not getting in the car with you Minseok-ssi.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Minseok-ssi?”

“Our relationship is also strictly professional.”

“I don’t think ‘professional’ is the term describe what we were doing a couple days ago.”

“Well that’s long gone. Does Luhan know you are here? He might get upset, don’t keep him waiting. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

“Minah! Wait! I apologise for what happened last time. Luhan...”

“I don’t care about Luhan, I hate that he’s not only interfered between what we were having, but he’s hurt my friend. Nothing more will happen between us until we both receive a proper apology from him.”

“Wow... I really thought you were more docile.”

“I am with men that deserve it. For now you don’t.” she added crossing her arms over her chest.

Xiumin placed his hand on the small of her back, bringing her closer to him slowly and gently, testing waters... taking his time making sure he had her full attention, making her focus on his eyes as he leaned on his car parting his legs making her nestle between them.

“Wouldn’t you love to finish what we started the other day?” he whispered in her ear making her close her eyes with his delicious breath fanning over her.

“Min Minah!” yelled Jangmi “I am leaving, care to join me or?!”

Xiumin growled at the interruption. Jangmi was standing, her back facing Luhan.

“Hi Jangmi! How have you been?” asked Xiumin trying to sound casual.

Jangmi didn’t reply and just walked to her car.

“Goodbye Xiumin.” murmured Minah removing his hand from her back before joining her friend.

*****

Xiumin drove the car in silence, Luhan almost felt bad for his friend now that he was completely sure that there was something going on with him...

Perhaps because it was because he was having similar feelings but Luhan loved the idea of women losing their minds over him. It was different this time though. He especially loved how Jangmi made him feel. Wanted and desired.

And now... he wasn’t sure what this strange feeling of emptiness was anymore.

They entered the club greeted by D.O at the entrance still in complete silence. They had an urgent meeting with Kit their new DJ and Chanyeol about the VIP visit coming up.

“Are Chanyeol and Kit here?” Xiumin asked to the very sleepy looking Chen who was at his usual spot behind the reception counter.

“Yup!”

“Call them and tell them to go to my office right away.”

“What the fuck are you still doing here Kim Junmyeon?” yelled Luhan when his least favourite person entered the building right behind them. “In case you forgot you are still suspended, 2 more weeks if I am not mistaken. Consider yourself lucky I didn’t fire you!”

“Go home Suho. We will call you if we need you." calmly suggested Xiumin patting Suho’s back.

Suho was saying his goodbyes to Tao and Sehun that clung on him like dependent toddlers. He had decided to visit Kris in China now that had nothing else better to do.

Chanyeol and Kit appeared heading to their meeting, and that is when Suho finally met her.

Chanyeol greeted Suho. “Hi Suho hyung, say hi to Kris hyung for me. Enjoy your time away.”

Suho smiled but he was distracted by the new face he had yet to meet. “Yes I will. But aren’t you going to introduce us?” the flirty tone already palpable. It was Suho’s way.

“Hi. Kit Adler.”

“Hello pretty Kit Adler. I’m Kim Junmyeon, but you can call me Suho now that you are part of the family.”

Oh but Chanyeol didn’t like how the introduction went. Suho’s reputation when it came to girls... it’s not that he was a bad guy, on the contrary. He was way too nice to women, and being a rule-breaker who got what he wanted whenever he wanted was making Chanyeol uncomfortable right now for some reason.

“So... 2 weeks, right hyung?” enquired Chanyeol casually.

“Yeah,” Suho sighed dramatically. “I have no place to go.”

“Oh, you don’t? Well you can crush at my place if you’d like, I do-” Kit was interrupted by Chanyeol pushing her to go to the meeting room.

“That won’t be necessary noona, he is joking.”

“That is so nice of you Kit. Noona? You don’t look like a noona to me. How old are you?” Suho raised an eyebrow.

“She’s not your noona she’s your age.” mumbled Chanyeol.

“No wait, what age are you I was born in 1990.″

“Then you are a noona!” exclaimed Suho as if he just won the lottery.

“OK we need to get going.” suggested Chanyeol motioning with his head at Kit to follow him. But Suho had other plans.

“I’m actually heading to Shanghai for a few days, don’t worry I have a place, I live with these 2 baby boys.” Suho pointed at Tao and Sehun.

Kit smiled and let Chanyeol take her forearm leading her to the corridor “Alright nice to meet you Suho, have a good time!” she yelled.

Once at the corridor she stopped walking turning to face Chanyeol. “What’s wrong with you!?”

“Me? Nothing.”

“I think I have already made it clear that I do not like to be manhandled.”

“I wasn’t, I jus- Suho... he was flirting.”

“Well flirting won’t give me bruises.”

With that she kept walking leaving Chanyeol standing in the hall still trying to think of what to say.

“Alright guys, so I guess see you soon, any messages to Kris?”

“Enjoy your time Suho hyung.” said Tao hugging him as if it was the last time he’d see him.

“I will miss you hyung.” added Sehun giving Suho a back hug.

“Guys!” exclaimed Suho who was being sandwiched between the taller youngsters “Don’t kill each other while I’m gone, alright?”

“We want to come!” they both cried out.

“You have a VIP visit remember? Next time.” he coaxed pushing them away “Now let me breathe. Be good kids ok?” They nodded.

“And you Sehun, you will be meeting the new drinks supplier.”

“Why me?”

“Because I won’t be here and you take care of the bar anyways, you will have more understanding than anyone, so it’s a great opportunity for you Sehun-ah.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Stop acting like a baby. Here are the details of the representative coming before I forget.”

Sehun took the folder Suho handed him.

“Sam uhm- what? I can’t even read the surname, great! So now I have to meet just some random European dude?”

Suho patted Sehun’s back taking his backpack and heading outside where he met D.O.

“Take care of yourself and say hi to Kris hyung.”

“I will Kyungsoo-yah.” he said stopping for a moment “D.O! Do you happen to know where Luhan and Minseok hyung were today?”

“Yeah, they were at the bank.”

“Just the bank? They seem too tense to be just visiting the bank. Did they meet anyone there?”

“It must be the noonas that wanted the VIP membership. I don’t know what’s with those customers, too much drama. I heard you got your portion of trouble because of them.”

Suho nodded zooming out thinking... Luhan seemed to be tense lately because of Jangmi. He must of had met her today. Maybe at the bank?

“Hey!” called D.O bringing Suho back “Are you alright?”

“Yeah sure! Thanks Kyungsoo-yah. See you soon.”

When Suho walked away D.O noticed a girl. She was looking at the building. She had such unique red hair. It was pleasing to the eye. It complimented her face, her lipstick and her gentle smile. He did pay attention to her, every step she took definitely walking towards him, but why? The club was currently closed, she also wasn’t really wearing party clothes and she was coming holding heavy looking grocery bags.

“Hi!” she greeted enthusiastically looking at the door.

“Hi?”

“Well? Are you going to open the door for me or what?”

“We are closed now.”

She sighed “I know dude, I need to take a look at the club. Listen, are you going to open the door for me? These are a bit heavy.” she motioned at the bags she was holding.

“Bu- we are closed.”

“Oh my god.” She huffed putting the bags on the ground “I know. I am here to see the club. I have an order for a hens party and the bride wants the cake’s colour to match the with the decor, she specifically asked me to pay attention to the chandelier.”

“I- well I have no instructions to let you in.”

She face-palmed and shook her head in disbelief “I really don’t need this right now. You don’t have a clue just how busy I am.” She took her phone out and dialled a number.

“Hello this is Lori from Sweet Overdose Cakes” - “Yes this attractive handsome man at the door won’t let me in to see the chandelier and the surroundings” - “Alright, I will wait, any delay might delay your order, I have other things to do better than stand under the sun holding 3 dozen eggs.”

She placed her phone back in her purse giving D.O a joker smile.

D.O swallowed thickly “Ahm... don’t stand there the sun is actually very warm.”

“No shit! I didn’t know. I was actually offered to get inside the club, do my job, but I prefer standing under the sun apparently.”

D.O licked his lips... his full heart-shaped lips and Lori almost felt sorry for being this mean to such a pretty man.

“I am really just doing my job, I apologise.”

D.O’s phone rang.

“Yes hyung!” - “Alright, I will let her in right away.”

D.O then bent down taking Lori’s bags surprising her with a smile that drew on face “Would you open the door for me instead Lori?”

*****

Suho got this idea as he walked. He heard Luhan and Xiumin talking about changing banks. Probably to extend the business and he knew exactly what bank they would go to. Without thinking he just went. Who knows? Maybe he gets lucky today and his feet take him to the right place.

He fixed his hair that was already perfect, Suho always wore dressy clothes. He took care of his image well even when he wasn’t working. He was just trying his luck and really, he had nothing to lose at this point.

He entered the bank and looked around. It was the typical layout, a set of tellers in a row behind the big glass. He kept walking hoping to see if one of the girls sitting was Jangmi. He got nervous and every time he confirmed none of them was her it pained him, as in thinking how stupid to even look for a needle in a haystack. That is how impossible it was. He sighed rubbing the back of his neck heading out of the building to go back to his apartment to get his luggage ready for the flight.

He entered the curved revolving door, when he pushed the door to leave she was entering. She was scrolling on her phone.

“JANGMI!” he called knocking on the glass, his voice barely audible being muffled with the thick glass separators between them.

“Suho? What- what are you doing here?”

He motioned with his hands that he couldn’t hear her, pointing outside to follow him. She looked at her watch making sure her break wasn’t over but she still had about 12 minutes from her break left. She kept walking around the revolving door towards the man that was now leaning on one leg, his arms crossed over his chest and the most beautiful smile displayed on his glowing face, his eyes burying into crescents. He oozed cuteness under the warm sun.

“Suho?”

He placed his hand on the nape of Jangmi’s neck titling his head giving her a big kiss on her cheek.

“Suho! This is my work place!”

“Don’t I look presentable enough?”

“On the contrary! You are way out of my league, they will suspect something.”

Oh was he pleased with that statement?

“Sorry, I just really missed you, and you never left your phone number. I- I really wanted to see you before I leave.”

“How did you know I worked here? What is with all these sudden visits?”

“You don’t seem to be happy to see me. I am sorry if I overstepped. I shouldn’t have come.” he whimpered, his smile died into an obvious pout “I hope you come visit us again.”

“I am banned Suho, and you know that.”

He stood awkwardly not knowing what to say “I guess I- I will leave so.” he waved at her taking two steps.

“Wait! Wait Suho. I’m sorry.” she stopped him placing her hand gently over his shoulder turning him around “I- it’s- I’m a bit pissed, and you have nothing to do with this mess.”

“Jangmi!”

“I’m your noona though.” she joked.

“Noona, I am travelling to Shanghai tomorrow, you see I am suspended after what happened so... can I see you after work maybe?”

“Type your phone.”

“Huh?”

“Give me your phone number.”

Suho took Jangmi’s phone and typed his phone number “Thank you Jangmi noona.”

She texted him right away “So that is my address, come for tea, I’ll make you something sweet.”

*****

“What do you think you are doing Jangmi?”

“Well I am trying to finish this cake.”

“So Luhan? Is that over? You think he won’t know about this?”

“Well Minah, for now it’s Suho, Su-ho.”

“And what am I supposed to do? While you are with Su-ho?”

“First thing you should do is smile, and then get the door.”

Minah huffed and went to get the door barefoot, she had decided to greet Suho then go to bed.

“Hello.”

“Hi Suh- Baekhyun?”

“Minah! Is there enough food for 4?”

Minah covering her mouth with both hands, not believing this was actually happening right now “Sure.” she muttered shyly.

Suho let himself in leaving Baekhyun deal with ‘the girl that wanted him’ as he kept bragging, following the smell of the delicious cake Jangmi was decorating spreading the chocolate fudge evenly on the sides. She heard steps behind her and she knew it was him. Suho placed the bottle of wine he brought on the counter wrapping his arm around her waist planting a kiss on her exposed neck.

“Yah! We have rules in this house too you know. Like the ones you have in the club.”

“Like the ones I broke at the club?” he whispered into her ear.

She turned to face him. He looked adorable with his plain navy t-shirt and his hair falling over his forehead.

“You look way too innocent to be this sinful.”

“You drive me crazy Jangmi.”

“How many times have you said that to a customer?”

He didn’t reply but instead he pecked Jangmi’s lips “What are you making?”

“What does it look like?”

“Can I taste?”

Jangmi dug her finger on the chocolate fudge bringing it to his lips. She smudged the fudge over his lower lip until she felt his tongue dart out and take her finger between his lips. The grip on her waist tightened and he brought her closer, their chests crushing against each other.

He pulled away and when she opened her mouth to speak he claimed her lips, moulding perfectly against hers. She tasted the chocolate on his tongue and it seemed to taste better, because he was just so delicious himself.

“Suho!” she panted pulling away before it got more intense.

“Jangmi noona, I really do like you.”

She went back to the cake watching how he stood next to her from the corner of her eye.

“Pleaseeeeeeee, pretty pleaseeeeeeee.” Baekhyun’s whiny voice was already heard... a little too soon.

Jangmi looked at Suho questioning what could have happened.

“He must be begging for some attention, he’s like that.”

“He likes begging? He doesn’t need to beg. He’s totally Minah’s type. I think out of all he’s the one she would choose.”

“Not Minseok hyung?”

“That is a different story.”

“And you? Who would you chose? You’ve seen all of us.”

“Suho...”

“You prefer Luhan hyung better don’t you?”

“Have I seen him dance? No... then no.”

“Do you like me Jangmi?”

“Let’s get this cake out.”

When Jangmi left Suho standing in her kitchen heading to the living room she noticed the absence of Minah and Baekhyun. Suho followed and smirked.

“How- Minah!” yelled Jangmi.

Minah opened the door of her room taking her upper lip between her teeth “Yes?”

“What the fuck?”

“He kept insisting on finishing that dance? What am I supposed to do?”

“Noona~~~ close the door, come on.”

Minah waved her hand and locked the door behind her immediately some slow bass music playing.

“I can’t believe it.” mumbled Jangmi.

Suho took advantage of the situation and took the cake out of Jangmi’s hands placing it on the coffee table. He sat down pulling Jangmi’s hand making her land on his chest, her legs parting sitting on his crotch that seemed bothered already welcoming the friction.

“You know every time I see chewing gum anywhere I remember you.”

Jangmi tried to straighten herself but he held her in place “Why are you fighting me?”

“Suho, listen I just... don’t do this. I don’t want to play with you. You seem like a nice guy and my head is just not clear enough right now.”

“You like Luhan.”

“I do Suho, I actually do.”

“Silly of you.”

“I also know that, but I can’t just switch it off.”

“Then I have a proposition to make you.” he sassed bringing her closer making her gasp noticing his hard bulge underneath her “I will try to make you forget about him.”

“And if it doesn’t work... you get me in the club again?”

“The club? The club is closed for now.”

“Closed? Why?”

“Some VIP visit, so no one works except for Sehun and Tao, also obviously the managers.”

“I’d love to see that.”

“Ah no forget it. Strictly no one is allowed, not even us.”

“Noona~~~ a little bit please.” Baekhyun whines were so loud that both Jangmi and Suho snorted.

“They are having fun it seems.” smirked Suho “I wish we could.”

“You are just like this with every single customer, admit it.”

“I am, but I rarely act upon impulse, we are very deprived of what I have in mind noona.”

“And what do you have in mind Suho?” hissed Jangmi over Suho’s ear, her finger playing with his Adams apple.

His hands cupped her butt cheeks and he squeezed her gently “Jangmi noona.”

“I have another proposition to make you cute bunny.”

“I am all ears.” he said running his hands over her thighs.

“We can get together,” she stopped to peck his pouty lips “If you get me in the club.” She kissed that sweet spot under his earlobe “On the day of the VIP visit.”

“Jang-” she kissed him again, slowly, making sure he paid attention to her, making sure he wouldn’t have any means to deny her anything, even if she asked him to throw himself from the window he’d do it for her. Anything for her to keep doing what she was currently doing.

She pulled away taking his lower lip between her teeth, sucking on it before letting it go.

He was hypnotised.

“We can get in big trouble. These are VIPs beyond your imagination. Top secret clientele.”

“But you can make it happen.” She pushed herself up from his lap and looked at his crotch that begged to be freed. “Can’t you?” she added walking towards her room never breaking eye contact.

Suho gulped and got up following Jangmi. As he entered her room and he felt a familiar excitement that he longed missed, a girl’s room that smelled girly and clean, remembering the messy apartment that he unfortunately had to share with Sehun and Tao.

“So? What do you say?”

“You are naughty.”

“You are naughtier and you can still walk out if you don’t think the deal is fair.”

Suho closed the door behind him with a loud thud pulling Jangmi roughly back at his chest “On one condition.”

“Bunny wants to bargain?”

He slammed her up against the door unexpectedly, his smile long gone, replaced with a frown she never could of imagined he was able to pull off.

“Yes?”

“We pick up from were we left it.”

“Bu-”

“Shhhh.” he whispered placing his index finger over her lips “I know there isn’t any CCTV here, and we could enjoy it slow, but last time you drove me crazy.”

Jangmi nodded her head obediently “And you will get me in?”

“I will noona. Now...” he grinned unbuttoning her jeans “I will screw you right here.”

His dirty talk was doing things to her, his hot breath fanning her face, and his incredibly pretty face when he scrunched his nose to look sexier.

Jangmi was completely sold, even if she didn’t get her pass on the day. She was ready to forget about everything and anything.

“Pull them down.” he instructed motioning at her pants “Your panties too, and on your way down, do me the favour and rid me of mine too.”

It was so blunt and direct that she noticed that she has lost territory over him. He was in charge, and all because of that stupidly perfect frown he wore.

She did as she was told freeing his angry looking erection, he wasn’t necessarily on the big side, however it was inviting, it almost looked as if it tasted of summer fruits. What a random thought.

“Get back here.” he coaxed pulling her back up pinning her to the door “You can give me that very needed blow job after I finish with you.” his voice deliciously thick full of lust as he opened the wrapper of a condom he had in his wallet.

“Suh-” she was cut off when she felt his tip already wanting to enter her.

“No need for foreplay. I guess I haven’t lost my touch.” he sang proudly when he felt the wetness Jangmi seeped “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

With that last request Jangmi obeyed immediately he entered her in one swift thrust, steady and strong. Her arms wrapped around his neck looking at the beads of sweat that had formed on his glowing forehead, at loss of words her mouth just fell open.

“Ready noona?”

She didn’t reply and he started to hammer into her fast and steady, his forehead resting over hers not wanting to miss any of Jangmi’s face expressions as he pleasured her. As she pleasured him.

“Is that good?”

“Su-suh-su-ho, I can’t, don’t stop.”

“Not planning on, it’s been ages and you are just so perfect. Fuck this you are perfect.”

“Angh~~~”

The door started banging with every thrust, it started to get erratic and in an incredibly fast manner. How deprived was he? Or maybe his sex drive was really uncontrollable because no one has ever reached that deep inside her standing.

“My legs, Suho I don’t think I can hold myself.”

“Are you close?” his voice heavy and it turned her on even more, her orgasm nearing.

Her head fell back as she fisted his shirt tightening around him almost making him squeak at the sensation, and that is when he reached his peak, letting all his frustrations fill the condom, the orgasm rushing over his body as he milked his last drops.

“That was fucking amazing.” he managed to muster between heavy breaths.

“But why do they get to do it and we don’t? Minah noona~~~~”

Jangmi looked at Suho and burst laughing when she heard Baekhyun beg like a kid.

Suho carried her in his arms to the bed placing her carefully, he took off the condom heading to the ensuite bathroom and that was when she finally was met with his perfect round butt cheeks. Velvety looking, almost like peaches.

He was out of this world.

He came back with a towel wrapped around his waist, shirtless. He was beautiful, his smile lighting the room. He sat down next to Jangmi kissing her forehead “Thank you noona.”

“You are so cute Suho, you are kind and perfect in every sense. A bit too flirty but manageable.”

“Does that mean that I have a chance with you?”

Jangmi took her thumb and started to bit on her nail “Suho.”

“Here, don’t bite your nails, have a chewing gum instead.”

She smiled taking it.

“Can I lie down with you?”

She nodded her head making some way for him, he rested his head over his folded arm looking at Jangmi sweetly. When was the last time a guy like this has ever looked at her the way he did?

She was confused. It must be the nature of his job, nothing else. Still it felt nice.

“You have nice hands Jangmi.” he rubbed the back of her hand entangling his fingers with hers.

“When is the VIP visit?”

Suho rolled over his back sighing deeply “Next Tuesday, meet me at the coffee shop behind the club at 4 pm.”

“Next Tuesday? But didn’t you have a flight to catch tomorrow?” she asked straightening herself.

“I guess I’ll pass.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Apparently I would.” his voice almost inaudible.

****

Tuesday 3:58 pm

Jangmi and Minah at the appointed place arrived wearing both black leggings and hoodies, hiding their hair inside a pair of beanies as Suho instructed.

Suho was inside the cafe wearing sunglasses, his hair died raspberry pink. Unrecognisable.

He got up heading to the toilets, the girls following him. He had already talked to the manager of the place bribing him with a few notes to let him in the patio that they shared with the club. Even though he had already been paid by Xiumin a big amount of money not to let any of his employees use the patio that day. Baekhyun was already there waiting.

Once the manager of the coffee shop closed the door behind them Suho kissed Jangmi’s cheek. Baekhyun decided that it was also a good idea and he kissed Minah’s too.

“Alright, can we not?” suggested Minah “Not now at least? I feel like a criminal and really this is not the place or the time.”

“That is true. Let’s get going, open the door Suho. And nice hair by the way.”

“Glad you like it... but... we are not getting in through the door.”

“Then?” enquired Minah worried.

“We will go through the air duct.” he replied pointing at the big air grille cover.

The girls were puzzled to say the least.

“We can always drop this.” offered Suho.

“No!”

“How about you noona? You still want to do this? Nothing I can’t show you at home.” Baekhyun addressed Minah winking at her.

“Open it.”

“Right, so this is the planning of the air ducts.” Suho got out of his zipped pocket a map to tall the air ducts above the club stretching it over the wall to explain.

“So there are 2 main areas, this duct will take you above the stage, you can watch the performer from behind but very close. And this other duct would be above the bar just above where Sehun stands behind the bar, from here you can watch the performer but it would be a bit far, that’s the down side, however you can see the whole performance stage area along with the people seated.”

“Who will be performing?”

“I have heard that Chanyeol our DJ was testing the water features. So...”

“It will be Xiumin hyung then,” interrupted Baekhyun “It’s his expertise.”

“But then doesn’t that mean Luhan won’t be performing.”

“We wouldn’t be certain, especially as we don’t know who the person visiting will pick.”

“Alright so let’s go above the stage.” suggested Minah.

“You go there, I’ll go to the one above the bar.”

“Baekhyun you take Minah there, I’ll take Jangmi.”

“Just one question, have you ever done this?” asked Minah not sure if she really wanted to get inside an air duct.

“Many times, Suho hyung and I always do it, it’s spacey enough and clean from the times we’ve gone in and out, Chen is also a fan of doing this.” replied Baekhyun making it look like the most common thing ever.

“I don’t know... it seems a bit extreme. Who are the VIPs?”

“That I can’t tell you.” Suho’s tone of voice firm.

“What? Is it royalty? It’s very intriguing.”

“Listen Jangmi, I’m risking my ass here for you. I am not answering that question, not even Baekhyun knows who is visiting so don’t try. I would much prefer drop this and be in China lying down on the beach right now.”

Minah looked at Jangmi almost wanting to drop everything. They could really get in trouble. It was definitely illegal.

“No let’s go!” Jangmi confirmed.

Suho unscrewed the air grille cover offering Jangmi to enter first.

“Why me? You go first!”

“Because at some stage we’ll be climbing upwards and I should be under you like a gentleman. I wouldn’t want to fall on you if I went first.”

Jangmi sighed waving at Minah entering the air duct, it was indeed clean and bright, also wide enough to be able to crawl on all fours. She looked behind her and waited for Suho to join.

“What path to I take now?”

“Your ass is so inviting from this angle.” “Suho!”

“Shhh, now we should start whispering because this will be taking us towards the private rooms, there isn’t any service going on of course, but the doors would be open. They might hear us. Now take your left.”

Jangmi crawled effortlessly finding the first air grille where she could clearly see a private room. It was similar to the one she shared with Suho once.

Meanwhile Minah followed Suho and parted ways to the right side as Baekhyun had instructed, the air duct on her side was a little bit darker than Jangmi’s.

As she crawled she felt a hand of her backside.

“Baekhyun! Stop!”

“What will you do ha? You can’t do anything here.”

“I will kick your balls, stop it, it’s claustrophobic enough.”

“You would kick my poor balls? Why is noona so mean to me?”

Minah looked back and found him pouting again, she strangely loved his innocent looking face, she wouldn’t miss watching him pout.

She kept crawling but at some stage it was way too dark, she stopped exhaling “I can’t do this, it’s too dark. Please come lead the way for me Baek.”

“Alright lie down so I can go in front of you.”

Minah obeyed him and did as he told her, lying on her back. Baekhyun then hoovered over her, she was beneath him as he straddled her, he stopped for a moment to look at her. He loved the feeling.

“Keep moving or I will really kick your balls, you are in my reach.”

“You wouldn’t do that now, would you Minah noona?”

His voice suddenly went from childish to sexy in 0.1 seconds. He lowered his crotch shielding it from any potential kicks, now she was caged with his body, his hands on each side of her head.

“Baek-”

Her voice was cut off when she felt him roll his hips over her. The duality of this man was killing her.

But no... she had to move on. She ruffled his hair “Cute puppy, so cute. Now keep moving.”

He lowered himself more attaching his lips to the crook of her neck, and she didn’t find it in herself to push him away.

Xiumin? Well yes she liked him... but there was nothing going on. That man played her. Several times.

Baekhyun? He was cute and nice, and kissing her neck while these deep thoughts passed her mind at this inconvenient place....

“Baekhyun, not now?”

“When?”

“Well certainly not now, keep moving.”

“Aish, alright noona, I’ll take it as a future maybe.”

He moved and she saw his unfortunate bulge big enough to have him flustered. She smiled to herself going on her fours again following him, and his ass was just so inviting.

“Ouch! Noona~~~” she had pinched him.

“For being naughty.”

And there they arrived, as Suho said they’d be just above where Sehun would stand at the bar, wearing his tight black pants and the bowtie adorning his neck and his bare chest, he was mixing some drinks and the music was low.

“Where are they?” enquired Jangmi.

Suho motioned with his hand to be quiet. Not even seconds after the music started playing, two big body guards were seen followed by two ladies, they were both young and pretty, one of them clearly a foreigner, her beautiful tan skin standing out. Jangmi narrowed her eyes thinking she knew the local one.

“Is that... SHE’S-”

Suho gagged her with his hand “Please stay quiet!” he whispered desperately “Yes she is.”

“The Korean president's daughter? What the fuck? Aren’t these people supposed to be decent and shit?”

She kept looking through the grille cover, Sehun soon fixed his bowtie and went to greet the ladies. He took their order and came back to prepare it.

That is when Luhan made his appearance. He looked stunning, a sparkly multi-colured jacket and tight black pants, she noticed even from were she was the heavy makeup, his hairdo.. Jangmi’s body went stiff and she held her breath when he waked to greet the guests as snow effect started to pour all over the place.

He tentatively kissed the president's daughter’s cheek stopping at her ear to whisper something. She’s never seen his face expressions so soft. He knew how to act, he knew how to steal everyone’s soul.

He sat next to her, the place darkening and the stage lighting up, the bass sound filling the place, so loud that Jangmi had to cover her ears.

And Xiumin appeared making this other young foreigner girl extra excited while Luhan was busy with the president's daughter.

Minah was right above the stage, she noticed a thin curtain of water starting and then Xiumin appeared, wearing all black, his hair lighter than she’s seen it.

White Noise - Xiumin focus

🎶 Lonely night millyeooneun neol - Lonely night, you rush to me Mageul su eomneun saebyeok - Early morning I can’t stop you I pado sorie - I am being swept away Nan tteonaeryeoganeun jungingeol Oh no 🎶 - By the sound of the waves Oh no

“You know... I dance to that song pretty well too…”

Minah swatted Baekhyun to keep him quiet, it annoyed him, he knew when it came to Xiumin nothing or no one can top.

“So this is a VIP membership? I need to be what a princess or something to get this?”

“Pretty accurate, that one sitting in front of him losing her shit and her panties is the princess of Brunei.” Baekhyun blurted out covering his mouth when the confidential information slipped out of his mouth.

Minah turned to face him completely thunderstruck.

“And who is the other girl? The one Luhan is hand-fucking already.”

Poor Jangmi witnessing that instead of a nice performance.

“No no I can’t tell you.”

Minah moved forward facing Baekhyun extending her hand reaching for his nipple “Tell me.”

“Noona I can’t, I will go to jail if this gets out.”

“I will take the secret to my grave.”

Baekhyun shook his head and Minah pinched harder “noona~~~”

“Tell me!”

“Kiss me.”

Minah leaned and took his lips harshly kissing him taking him completely by surprise. She broke the kiss and looked at him unaffected.

“The president's daughter.”

“What president?”

“The Korean president."

“What the fuck? Well she sure is getting some Chinese love with Luhan there. What a prick.”

She stayed glued to the air grille until Xiumin finished. All she could hear now was this princess squeaking and jumping up and down as she kept clapping while Xiumin dried himself making sure she died in place.

Gif owner sehunoh

The princess dared and went to the stage, placing her hand on Xiumin’s chest unbuttoning a button in the process, he looked down and back at her face, smirk displayed.

“Another dance princess?”

“In private maybe?”

“You bet.”

Minah started to hyperventilate, she knew what Xiumin’s job involved, but hearing it like this... made her stomach churn.

“Let’s go Baekhyun.”

Minah crawled back a little bit too furiously, making loud steps as she headed back. The princess was caressing Xiumin’s chest but he thought he heard something. Xiumin looked at the air grille and the uncovered air duct above him noticing it was actually moving.

“How about you sit and watch our martial artist perform?”

“But I want to spend some time with you.”

“Yes princess, let me just get our room ready, hmm?”

She nodded and went to sit down.

Xiumin went to ask Chanyeol and Kit to get Tao’s act ready and to his surprise the booth was extremely hot.

“What’s going on here?”

“Hyung the air-conditioning went to the shit and I can’t breathe.” bleated Chanyeol almost panting. It also confirmed his suspicions.

“Kit do me a favour, there should be a fan under Chen’s counter, get it please before we have roasted elf.”

Kit nodded and off she went.

“And you Chanyeol, what the fuck? You are sweating like a pig, take off your jumper.”

“I am not wearing anything underneath.”

“So?”

“Well Kit... she’s here, I don’t want to make her uncomfortable.”

“For fuck’s sake Park Chanyeol, we are in a strip club, she’s seen half a dozen men naked in her first day. Take it off! Now!”

Chanyeol did as he was told grabbing his jumper from the back of his neck finally freeing himself just in time when Kit was back with the fan. She doubled her eyes in size not expecting him to be this ripped, wondering why he wasn’t ever considered as a dancer.

“I am sorry but-”

“No man you do what you gotta do, we don’t want you to faint and then having me perform CPR on you.” affirmed Kit.

Oh but the thought of that...

Xiumin whistled to get Luhan’s attention, he was busy, his hand wondered too far already not to have the president’s daughter in room and properly fucked.

“Yes? I am kind of busy making sure the Korean-Chinese relations sta-”

“There is someone in the air ducts”

“What?”

They headed to the patio where they confirmed their suspicions, the air grille unscrewed and definitely hearing the fast crawling. Minah was the first to be out where she was greeted with wet Xiumin and Luhan with swollen lips from kissing and smudged lipstick all over his neck and jaw.

“Interesting, where is your other half?” asked Luhan calmly.

Jangmi heard Luhan and stopped Baekhyun grabbing on his calf “don’t go!”

“But-”

“Stay here with Suho, we don’t want you to get in trouble”

She looked back at Suho and he nodded, Suho went back and Baekhyun carefully walked over Jangmi’s.

“I asked where is the other one!?” Luhan’s voice now louder.

Jangmi exhaled before going out of the hole, her eyes falling on Luhan’s face. Xiumin actually feared Luhan’s reaction so he decided to break the awkward silence.

He laughed, he laughed out loud almost spreading the mood.

“What the fuck Xiumin!?” Luhan couldn’t understand how his pal decided to laugh in a situation like this.

“What? It’s actually cute. Look at your nose all dusty” he rubbed Minah’s nose, she finally relaxed feeling less guilty “so which one of you had our DJs almost killed from suffocation? You fucked up the air-contitioning” he kept joking.

“What!?” Luhan placed his hans over his hips walking in circles fire coming out from his ears.

“Let’s just calm down. It’s funny” Xiumin rubbed Minah’s hair.

“Well funny or not” began Luhan “this one here is in trouble” he took Jangmi’s beanie off pulling her by the ponytail.

“Luhan!” excalimed Xiumin.

“Don’t-get-involved. Be thankful I am not touching your little jewel there. This one is mine, she signed an agreement she can’t sue me. I will do whatever I want after she trespassed in my property.”

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A/N: I am sorry, it’s almost 9K...

Luhan ain’t an asshole just before anyone jumps into conclusions ^_^

@ mutuals... stay safe.

@xiubaek13 will be updating it after she updates ‘Lost in translation’ in a few weeks. Show all the love ^_^

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Dirty Little Secrets || Chapter Four

➳ published: 07.09.20 ➳ moodboard credit: @champagne1221 ➳ a collaboration with: @lolothebookworm ➳ Stripper!AU || College!AU || Series || Genre: Smut || Angst || slight Fluff || Romance || Rated: M ➳ Pairing(s): Kim Jongin x OC (Alice) || Choi San x OC (Lydia) ➳ Summary: Everyone has secrets, no matter who you are or where you are from, everyone has a dirty little secret that they want to remain hidden. That’s the thing with secrets though - they tend to have a habit of getting out. ➳ Warnings: mentions of abusive relationships, stalker, implications of escorting, alcohol ➳ Word Count: 10.4k ➳ author’s note: Hera is the Maori name for Sarah because Alice is biracial, it is not specified what her ethnicity is but she has mixed parents.

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Soft classical music echoed through the apartment as Alice’s feet danced back and forth in the air, pen twirling between her fingers as she read the current question. “Do we really have to listen to this? I feel like I’m going to fall asleep.” Lydia complained as she browsed through the walk-in closet filled with dresses that Lydia couldn’t even dream of owning.

Alice looked up through her glasses at her complaining best friend and smirked, amused by the entire situation. “Studies show that classical music has a calming effect on people, it blocks the release of stress and produces dopamine to improve the mood. I find it appropriate considering our circumstance - you are forcing me to study, after all.”

“You study and as a reward, you get to pick out my outfit for tonight.” Lydia held up a dress but Alice shook her head and Lydia sighed in response. “I don’t see how this benefits me in any way other than making sure you don’t fail every class you take.” She turned to glare at her friend. “And since when were you a music major, smartass?”

Alice shrugged, “I wouldn’t fail every class.”

“Yes, every class but the one taught by our stunningly attractive TA.” Lydia rolled her eyes, holding up another dress for Alice to judge.

“I wonder how San will take it knowing that you think Mr Kim is ‘stunningly attractive’.” She teased using air quotes before hurrying Lydia to try the dress on.

“Ew, I don’t like the way you say that.”

“What? That’s his name, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but you say it so… sensually. Like you’re trying to seduce him even while he’s not here.” Alice grinned and Lydia pretended to gag as she slipped on the dress and spun around for Alice to judge. “Stop smirking like that, you’re creeping me out.”

“You know I can’t help looking at pretty women.” Lydia picked up one of Alice’s pillows from her bed and hit Alice over the head with it. “Ow! Bitch!” She yelled between her bouts of laughter.

“You deserved it; I’m now second-guessing this dress.”

Alice raised her hands in surrender, stopping Lydia from changing. “I’m sorry, I’ll study. You look beautiful and San’s going to trip over his tongue when he sees you.” Lydia couldn’t help but smile softly at the compliment. “I’m really happy for you.” She muttered, looking down at the book in front of her and passing it off as an afterthought. “You deserve this.” Lydia paused to watch Alice for a moment before continuing to get ready. Alice struggled with the deeply emotional talk so her comment, even if it wasn’t directly said, still held the same amount of love in it and knowing that her best friend, one who’s never held down a real relationship, wants her to be happy, means the world to Lydia.

The door to the sleek silver Mercedes opened, letting in a blast of cold air and Lydia was thankful for the white faux fox fur wrap that Alice had placed around her shoulders before she left the apartment. She carefully took San’s hand, looking at him with a shy smile and being dazzled by his smile in return. He had styled his hair in a way that gave him a certain Prince Charming appeal, his maroon red, tiger striped button down tucked into a tight-fitting pair of black denim jeans also added a subtle bad boy vibe to his look.

Looking up at the name of the restaurant, Lydia frowned slightly. “I feel like I’m overdressed.” She looked down at the dress she borrowed from Alice, a fitting black dress with an open back and sat just above her knees with the white fur wrap and open-toed stilettos. She opted for light make-up and Alice encouraged her to wear her hair loose and matched her outfit with jewellery that was far too expensive to be wearing on a first date but Alice was studying so Lydia couldn’t argue even though she felt like she was going to a ball rather than a restaurant. “The things I’ll do to get her to study.” She muttered under her breath.

San shrugged, offering his arm for her to take and passing the keys to the valet. “I know you think you look ridiculous but I think you look perfect.” He placed a kiss on her cheek, causing Lydia to blush as they walked into the restaurant. San spoke to the maître d’, who politely smiled at them as she led them towards a small, intimate booth away from prying eyes and Lydia tilted her head in question. “I knew that you would be worried about your… situation so I thought that if we sat in a private booth, you wouldn’t have to worry about being seen.” He looked away shyly, offering her to sit first before taking his seat across from her.

It was too sweet, far sweeter than anything she had ever had before and Lydia could feel her palms growing sweaty with nerves and butterflies threatening to upset her stomach. She had dated many times, or tried to, since the break-up but things never managed to work out because of her own worries. They would behave how he did in the beginning, kind and gentlemanly before showing their true colours later on; sometimes, they would say things or do things that he did that would throw her back into the mindset she hated oh-so much.

San was as nervous as she was, not because he was scared about triggering Lydia’s past or about the fact that she had a stalker who could be watching their every move, but because he genuinely liked Lydia. He’s never really liked a girl before, not since high school so the thought of sitting here, trying to give her reasons to want to go on another date, to hold her hand in public or even, kiss her without worrying about how she’d react, makes his heart race and leg bounce up and down under the table.

Something that Lydia noticed and found amusing.

“So, I’m assuming from the way your leg is making the table shake, you don’t often take girls out on dates?”

San shook his head, letting out a soft laugh. “No, you’re one of the first actually. I had to google romantic places to take a girl on a first date and topic ideas.”

“Topic ideas?” San’s cheeks flushed a deep pink when Lydia laughed into her hand. “Let me guess,” she pursed her lips and looked thoughtful for a moment, “dreams and aspirations, what we want to do after college, places we want to visit – that sort of stuff.”

San rubbed the back of his neck, grinning bashfully. “Something like that, yeah.” He looked around, making sure no one could overhear their conversation. “So, how did you get to work at Paradise?”

“San-”

“Hey,” he reached across and took one of her hands in his. “We both know, you must have figured out who I was at the party, right?”

“Only because you were so obvious.”

He laughed. “Yeah, you were a little hard to pin at first. Your friendship with Alice is quite interesting, for the most part, but it is very unique so seeing the way she saved your ass that night made me suspect who you were.”

Lydia rolled her eyes. San looked mighty pleased with his detective skills and she wasn’t going to let him ride that train for too long, his ego was big enough as it was. “You know, that drink was horrid. You really couldn’t have thought of a better cocktail – and a better pick up line.”

San shrugged, winking at her. “It worked, didn’t it?” Lydia let out a small scoff, shaking her head because the nerves between them seemed to melt away when they didn’t put all this first date pressure on themselves. “So, if you tell me, I’ll tell you.”

“Oh, so you didn’t find the appeal of stripping women enough to sign up?” San played coy, smiling innocently at her suggestion. “It was Alice’s idea. Her parents are very controlling of what she does and what little freedom she does have, she makes it her mission to do things that’ll piss them off.”

“That sounds like her problem, what’s in it for you?”

Lydia shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s a way of making good money in a way that isn’t distasteful to some people. I can actually help pay for somethings around the apartment instead of relying on my best friend and unlike most people in our elite college catered to the future CEO’s of the world, I’m here on a scholarship that helps pay for the rest of my tuition but doesn’t do much else for my living or luxury expenses.” San had assumed that Lydia was one of the college’s few scholarship students but he never thought too much about it because he frankly didn’t care. She was smarter than most of the girls in that school and she had this… way about her that even though she didn’t want to be the centre of attention, she was the centre of his.

She didn’t care. The hierarchy, cliques, status quo – Lydia cared as much about that as she did about whether or not Jisoo got her hair done last week or not, or who was caught cheating on their exams. Lydia was a refreshing breath of air in such a stale environment and San wanted nothing more than to be the man who stole her breath away – in more ways than one.

“So,” she started again after the waiter came and took their order, “what was your reason?”

San smirked. “The appeal of sexy, stripping women is definitely a factor.” Lydia rolled her eyes and he chuckled at her feigned disgust. “It’s a refreshing change in my life.” Leaning a little closer, Lydia waited for him to continue. “I know everything that’s happening, even if I care to know or not, I’m that guy that everyone wants to know on social media because I’m some kind of campus celebrity for no reason really. Working there, it gives me a change to that lifestyle. Nobody knows who I am, the same expectations are given to me and everyone around me and even though it’s not a career that I’d pick for after college, I like mixing cocktails.”

“Well, I hope you’re actually good at it because if what I had is anything to go by – you won’t make it very far as a bartender.” Placing a hand over his heart, San pretended to be hurt and they continued to laugh and enjoy each other’s company even as their dinner came and went.

The idea of falling in love was nothing more than an afterthought, a mere nagging in the back of her head as San opened the car door and helped her put on her seatbelt – something that she found ridiculous but he had taken the time to research the perfect first date so why not let him act it out. It didn’t make its presence known to her, how badly this could go, until he walked her to the door of the apartment, standing on her doorstep and holding both her hands within his. It didn’t begin to scream at her about how the expectations he may have had for tonight, how he could be wanting to be invited inside, until he gave her a crooked smile after telling her that he had a good night. A night which Lydia thoroughly enjoyed, eating a fancy dinner that was terribly overpriced, laughing and teasing someone who wasn’t offended by her sarcastic tone but rather gave it back in kind, and taking a short walk along the river in a silence that could only be achieved with those you are comfortable with.

The notion of falling in love was often something people never cared about but for Lydia, it was nothing more than a reminder how love can turn toxic quickly and as San leaned in, slowly closing his eyes and awaiting a farewell kiss, Lydia felt her heart race with fear at the idea of what such a kiss could potentially represent.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” She quickly pressed her key card against the sensor and proceeded to slam the door on a stunned San.

There was a deafening silence that fell around her, a silence that caused the hairs on her arm to stand on end because it was far too quiet considering she knew Alice would be waiting for every single detail. Lydia expected many things when she finally came home but what came was most certainly not one of them.

Whack!

“Ow!” Lydia rubbed the back of her head, gritting her teeth as the dull ache subsided. She spun around to confront her assailant, the younger woman standing practically nose to nose with her, lips in a stiff line and eyes glaring at Lydia. “Seriously, Alice!” She pushed past her, managing to kick off her stilettos and stalking off towards her room with her best friend in tow. “What was that for?”

Alice let out a disbelieving laugh, crossing her arms as she leaned against the door frame as Lydia started to take off the jewellery. “Really? You really going to act like I wasn’t on the other side of that fucking door waiting for the fireworks to explode in the hallway.”

“Perve.” Lydia hissed under her breath, searching for her nightwear.

“Come off it, Lyds, you knew I’d be waiting for you. Don’t act so surprised.” Alice snapped back with annoyance lacing her tone. “He was right there and you- you slammed the door in his face.”

“I know, Alice, I was there!”

“So, what the fuck is your problem?!” Lydia sighed, shoulders slumping with the weight of the world and seeing the fear in Lydia’s green-grey eyes caused Alice to rush to her side, pulling her in for a hug. “Hey, he’s nowhere near here, he can’t hurt you anymore.” She stroked Lydia’s hair, not caring that it was tickling her nose, as Lydia returned the hug and buried her face into Alice’s neck. “You’re safe, babe, he won’t ever be able to find you.”

Lydia could only take a small amount of comfort from Alice’s words. Even though the scars, from the abuse and trauma that her ex put her through, ran deep, Lydia was safe in knowing that thanks to Alice’s father’s connections, there was no way he could ever find her.

But it wasn’t him that she was worried about.

Alice couldn’t guarantee her safety from a man that she didn’t know exist, from a life that she didn’t know about.

Pulling away, Lydia only realised that she was crying when Alice smiled softly at her, gently wiping the tears away and cupping her cheeks. “You can’t let him control you anymore, I won’t let you.” She looked into Lydia’s downcast eyes, making sure she was comprehending the words. “San is one of the good guys. Sure, he has a reputation around campus and smirks like he’s the bad boy out of a k-drama but he’s a good guy and he likes you.” Alice gave her a little shake, hoping it’d put some sense into her head.

Going with the flow, Lydia opted to keep her friend in the dark about her stalker. Right now was not the time to get one of Alice’s ‘being a camgirl is distasteful’ speeches. “You’re full of surprises lately.” She teased, smudging her make-up further and sniffing. “It’s often me being the mature one in this friendship and here you are, giving me a pep talk about love.”

Crinkling her nose in her usual bratty way, Alice tapped Lydia on the nose before giving her a quick peck on the cheek. “Gotta keep you on your toes, you know.” Lydia chuckled softly, shaking her head as Alice skipped off into her room, yelling about grabbing her phone for delivery food and movies.

Lydia changed quickly, hanging the dress up and writing a note for herself to get it dry cleaned. She could hear Alice moving around the kitchen and living room and wondered what her best friend had in store for the night. She was surprised to find Alice back home, expecting the party girl to have found some form of entertainment after a night of work but rather, she stayed home to have a girl’s catch up and offer comfort.

“Keep the change.” Alice winked at the delivery boy who swallowed at the sight of the note, nearly double what their food cost. “Have a wonderful night, honey.”

Lydia groaned, flopping down on the pile of pillows and blankets on the floor. “Do you have to flirt with every male that delivers our food?”

“No, but it wouldn’t be me if I didn’t.”

Pizza, beer and The Proposal, this was not the way either of them thought the night would end but they weren’t going to complain. It had been a while since they could have a pow wow, a girl gossiping session, because most of the time, Lydia doesn’t give a damn about the rest of Alice’s superficial friends to care about who is doing who. “How’d tonight go? You didn’t pounce on Mr Wolf, did you?” Alice paused, not looking at Lydia for a moment as she washed down her mouthful of pizza with some beer. “You did?” Lydia jumped to conclusions based on Alice’s silence and Alice waited for her to finish. “Alice! That could be really dangerous if it backfires, this is our place of work; not only that but he’s one of the head strippers and you don’t know who he is or how old-”

“Golden Fox wasn’t there tonight.” Lydia felt the air get slapped out of her at her words. “It’s quite strange, that on a night that you requested to have off for a date with San – he also was off work. Not that I’m complaining, his replacement was this devilish woman that made me want to-” Alice cleared her throat, returning to her previous statement and looked at Lydia with an inquisitive look. “So, please, keep talking about how this is our place of work while you’re literally playing tonsil hockey with the bartender.”

“I-”

She let Lydia stew in that, practically watching the sweat form on her forehead before Alice grinned and Lydia shoved her for making her worried like that. “I mean, the perks is that if we need a bartender for a party, he has the skill set there and would work for your love~” Making kissing noises and giggled when Lydia placed her hand over her face and pushed her over. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It wasn’t my secret to tell.” Alice pulled the ‘really’ look and Lydia shrugged, reaching for her cup. “It never really came up. How was I meant to approach that?”

“Ohmygod, you will not believe what I just learnt!”

“I don’t sound like that – that’s what one of your ‘friends’ sounds like when they want something from you.” Alice shrugged, not caring that every acquaintance she has outside of Lydia was only after what she could provide them with. “If you want to know why, it’s because when I learnt, you were too busy trying to get Mr Kim out of his clothes.”

“Ahhh, the frat party – yeah… it worked though.” She chuckled when Lydia rolled her eyes, effectively shutting the conversation by stuffing her face with pizza and paying attention to the movie that’s halfway through. “Well, either way, so long as he makes you happy – that’s all you should focus on.” Lydia smiled at Alice as she laid her head on her lap and Lydia began to play with her hair. “I’ll make sure he disappears if he hurts you.”

“Careful Alice, your soft side is showing.” Lydia teased as Alice’s eyes started to glaze over with sleep.

“Shu-” She yawned, smacking her lips afterwards. “Shut up.”

Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Lydia gave San a sideways look that he caught and smiled in response to his wink. It’s a nervous smile, one that conveyed how she’s not quite too sure on how to approach this situation. The pep talk that Alice gave her helped her in some ways but also – Alice didn’t know the full truth so there was still a part of her that was anxious to push for more.

Even though San had made it clear he was in this no matter what.

“See you tonight?” He kissed her on the cheek, throwing Alice a casual wave before adjusting his bag and walking off. Lydia was stunned for a second and San started to walk backwards, a smug look on his face at how his actions had thrown her off. “Can’t I give my girl a kiss after class?”

“I’m not-”

“Everyone knows it now, Lyds, might as well accept you’ve got me hooked.” He shouted back, pretending like he didn’t hear her near denial about their ‘relationship’.

“Might as well wear that like a badge of honour.” Alice laughed, giving Lydia a nudge as she made kissing noises. “He’s basically screaming it from the rooftops.”

“Yeah, well, I wish he wouldn’t be so loud about it. I don’t need any of his little groupies trying to curse me while I’m walking to class.”

They began to walk down the hall when a voice caused Alice’s blood to run cold just from two words. “Alice, dear.” She froze and Lydia looked behind to find the source, finding Alice’s mother walking out of the Dean’s office and staring at her daughter with downturned lips.

“Mother.” The words sounded more like an insult rather than a greeting but the woman barely batted an eye. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

Alice’s mother, Hera Wallace, is a powerful woman in her own right. CEO John Wallace might be the face of the business, the man who speaks on behalf of the company but her mother is the master pulling his strings. She’s the one with the plan, the one who knows the buttons to push and people to nudge and Alice’s entire life was being the puppet to the puppeteer. Do what she’s told, go where she’s told and always make her parents look good. Alice gained most of her father’s qualities, the blonde hair and blue eyes but her complexion was slightly darker, more naturally tanned, and her body shape was more curvy than her father’s tall, lanky appearance, all due to her mother’s heritage; a heritage that Alice couldn’t completely claim to know about because it was almost like a forbidden subject growing up – until she just stopped caring. Her mother was beautiful, she took care of herself, but she was a fierce woman who never took no for an answer.

Especially not from her bratty daughter.

“I wasn’t here to see you; I was here on business.”

“Clearly.” Alice rolled her eyes. She knew better than to expect her mother to come down and pay her a motherly visit. “Whose soul fell into your clutches today?”

Lydia hissed, pinching Alice’s arm in warning. “Alice!”

Hera turned to Lydia; a smile plastered kindly on her lips but it didn’t reach her eyes – it never did. Hera was not one to simply smile without it hiding something. “Oh, Lydia, we both know she’s going to run her mouth and do as she pleased. Alice has always been a handful so I’ve come to embrace such difficulties.” Alice was about to retort but her words would only alarm Lydia to things that her best friend shouldn’t need to worry about. “No soul reaping today, my dear. Our company has a couple of positions up for internships and I thought that it would be a wonderful idea to offer it to the students here.” A knowing smile played on her painted red lips as she met Alice’s steely gaze. “He did recommend someone though, a Mr Kim Jongin,” Alice’s eyes narrowed as the smile slightly grew in size and concealed evil, “he sounds like a wonderful candidate.”

Alice’s heart began to race, teeth clenching slightly and Lydia could sense that there was more to this conversation than what she knew. “Alice?” She grabbed her friend’s hand, giving her a gentle tug, “we’ve got that thing, remember?”

Alice nodded, though not finished. “You go ahead. I’ve got something I need to talk to my mother about.” The word fell off her tongue lathered in venom and it did nothing to faze the older woman. Lydia hesitated at first, unsure whether it was a wise decision to leave them alone but when Alice was like this – you couldn’t get her to budge.

Waiting until Lydia was out of earshot, Hera smiled and pointed her chin in the direction that she went. “You’ve got quite the friend, sweetheart, who would have known someone could want you for more than the money you come with. Especially someone from her background.”

Scoffing, Alice folded her arms over her chest. “Piss off with the sweetheart bullshit, Mother. We both know that you hate how close me and Lydia are because you can’t fathom the idea that everyone isn’t as shallow and emotionally inept as you and your friends are. Lydia may not be made of money but she’s a far better person than you’ll ever be.”

“And far better than you’ll ever be. She earned her place here, you were given it like you were given everything, you ungrateful little girl.”

Alice laughed, the insult washing off her like water off a duck’s back. “We both know that I was only given all of this because you can’t bear the thought of me actually thinking and fending for myself.” She feigned a look of innocence, adopting a high, girlish voice to go with it. “A helpless Princess trapped in her ivory tower, waiting for her Prince to come and save her.” She gagged dramatically.

A cruel smile curled Hera’s lips and Alice’s brow furrowed at how her mother can feel victorious after such a comment. “Too bad your Prince isn’t coming to save you. This isn’t a fairy tale with a happy ending – this is business and you are the future of said business.”

“Where is it, where is it?” Jongin searched through the drawers in his desk, his brain trying to remember where on Earth he left his phone. He’s sure he had it in the classroom just before, having hidden it in the desk because Taemin kept sending him photos of the outfits he had chosen for some of the workers tonight.

He wasn’t overly affected by the pictures, nobody in the classroom could see them as they were too busy doing the pop quiz that he had given them; but when he saw a certain outfit, one that hadn’t even been pointed out to him but mixed amongst the rest, he couldn’t deal with any more.

“Ah huh!” He hooted triumphantly, finding it right at the back of the bottom drawer. He looked at the time and jumped. “Shit, I’m going to be late!” He locked the drawer and shoved the keys in his pocket as he headed for the door – only to stop dead in his tracks.

“Too bad your Prince isn’t coming to save you. This isn’t a fairy tale with a happy ending – this is business and you are the future of said business.” Jongin popped his head around the corner, cursing his bad luck when he saw Alice standing in the middle of the hallway, hands on her hips and daggers shooting from her eyes. He squinted to get a better look at the other woman, definitely a businesswoman from the way she was dressed, black pantsuit, but there was something familiar about her that Jongin just couldn’t place his finger on. “I’ve looked into this man you are bringing to the charity event tomorrow night.”

“Of course, it wouldn’t be you if you didn’t do some crazy CIA worthy background check.”

The woman chuckled. “Kim Jongin. His father is a professor here and his mother… well, she’s quite the talented woman. Or was when she performed. Lee Heejin, a legendary ballerina for the Korean National Ballet before she married Professor Kim Jongkook and gave birth to their son, Kim Jongin.” He got chills down his spine listening to her talk about his family, like she knew everything about him even though he still didn’t know who she was. “He’s quite a man. Handsome beyond a question of a doubt, hardworking, as talented as his mother and he’s quite intelligent.”

“Why do I sense a but coming?”

“But he doesn’t exactly fit the criteria.” Jongin’s brow furrowed, trying to get a better vantage point without drawing attention to himself. What was she talking about? “I have scouted a few candidates for you to meet tomorrow night, ones who hold great promise.”

“You mean, ones who bring the most money and prospects.” The woman smiled but Jongin had a feeling it wasn’t a kind smile. “So, you want me to blow off my date and sleep with them too? How old are they? The last one was old enough to be my father – still think you should have taken that one.”

Clicking her tongue, the woman folded her arms, obviously displeased with Alice’s behaviour and Jongin finally figured it out. That’s Hera Wallace! Alice’s mother. With the stiffness in Alice’s posture, he thought that she was just someone that worked with her parents – not one of them – especially talking about basically using Alice as a business deal.

That didn’t sit right with him.

“I’m a married woman, I wouldn’t dare lower myself to such things.”

Alice laughed humourlessly. “Oh no, you just use your daughter to do it. Maybe you should though. You know, fuck someone, get yourself off, form an actual connection with another human being – God knows Father is.”

The slap caused Jongin to jump, nearly dropping his phone, as the sound resonated through the empty hallway. Alice’s head was turned to the side, a faint red mark beginning to glow on her cheek as Hera composed herself and straightened out her jacket. “You better watch your tongue, young lady. You’ve been allowed to do whatever you want, when you want to, like that little club you’ve decided to start working at.” Alice’s eyes widened and Jongin blinked in confusion for a moment, his brain not quite connecting the dots due to still being in shock. “I know everything, darling, and if you want to keep living this life that you thrive in then you’ll do as you’re told. Okay?” Alice bit the inside of her cheek, taking a deep breath before nodding and Jongin could tell that the conversation was coming to an end so he hid away, waiting for the right time to exit – or jump out the window.

That was probably the better option considering they were on the first floor.

“I’ll see you tomorrow night.” Alice flinched slightly when her mother raised a hand to touch her cheek, sighing at the sight of it. “You should really put some ice on that before going to work, it’ll help take the redness away.”

As Alice watched her mother walk away, her heels clicking on the marble floor echoing around her and causing a whirlwind of emotions to come crashing down, she didn’t notice Jongin sneaking off in the opposite direction, appalled by what he just witnessed.

Lydia knew something was wrong, something had happened when she left Alice’s side at the university, because the chirpy, flirtatious blonde didn’t make a comment when she pulled her outfit out of her locker. A deep sigh passed her lips and she walked over to a cubicle to get dressed – which was something she never did.

Lydia was thankful that her own outfit wasn’t as revealing as what Alice’s looked like. A white faux fur tank top that showed off her midriff matched with white, high-waisted dress slacks and matching heels; she had been given a bunny ears and tail set as well as make-up and hair instructions. The pigtails tied with soft pink ribbons made her feel like she was a child again but she appreciated how she nearly embraced the look of a bunny as she wiggled her nose while looking in the mirror. “You look great.” Alice mumbled, half-enthused as she checked herself over in the mirror.

“Wow, you look like you’re wanting to curl up on someone’s lap and sleep.” Lydia’s words were meant to make Alice laugh but she just nodded silently. Alice’s hair was loose, her make-up similar to Lydia’s with the whiskers and pink nose; the baby pink dress with its frilly skirt threatened to show off more than what Lydia would like but Alice didn’t seem to care. Her knee high, leather pink boots gave her a little more height and her outfit was paired with a black cat’s tail that swayed when she moved black cat ears on top of her head. “This will make Mr Wolf want to play with you.” Lydia teased, ringing the bell that was attached to her choker and when Alice didn’t take the bait, she reached for Alice’s hands. “Hey, is everything okay?”

Alice looked at her friend for a moment, wishing that they were at home where Alice could let down her walls and tell Lydia everything that bothered her but this wasn’t home – and Lydia would have a fit. “Of course,” she plastered a smile on her face, trying to convince her friend, “you know how exhausting interacting with my mother can be for me. It’s like she’s a Dementor, sucking out the soul of whoever is unfortunate enough to be around her.” Lydia isn’t overly convinced so Alice did her best to push it all aside so that Lydia wouldn’t worry. “Come on, don’t you want to see what Golden Fox is wearing? I’m sure as hell excited to see what they do with Mr Wolf!”

They entered the club and were immediately in awe, and for a moment, Alice forgets everything that bothered her. There was a popcorn and cotton candy stand manned by two of the staff, the drinks were all colourful and beautifully decorated; on the stage was a contortionist practicing her routine while Taemin, Mr Wolf and Lady Peacock stood with the DJ and a few other acts in discussion. “Well,” Lydia grinned, knowing it’s best not to encourage the woman but wanting to pull her out of this funk she’s in. “At least you know what Mr Wolf isn’t wearing.”

Alice couldn’t take her eyes off him and Lydia basically had to drag her to the bar. She could only see his muscled back, grey-brown wolf ears and black cargo pants and combat boots but damn, she was itching to see the front of him.

It wasn’t until Lydia had snapped her fingers in front of her eyes that Alice realised that she was at the bar with San grinning at her. “So, Kitten knows how to connect the dots.” She raised an eyebrow, annoyed that she was being distracted from such a meal. “Bunny told me that you figured it out.”

“I mean, I don’t know why I didn’t notice sooner.”

“Maybe because your thirst clouded your judgement.” Lydia quipped, reaching for the pink cotton candy cocktail San had just passed her. “This is delicious!” Her eyes widened in delight at the sweet taste that tickled her taste buds. “Much better than that atrocity you made last time.”

“Will you ever let that go, Bunny?” San leaned forward for a kiss.

“Never.” Lydia teased, tapping his nose and pulling away before he could get it.

Alice rolled her eyes dramatically, pretending to be disgusted by the sight. “Get a room.”

“Maybe we will.” San shot back and Lydia gasped, slapping his arm. “I’m joking, I’m joking.” He laughed at her horrified expression. “Don’t you want to see what’s under all of this though? I know I do.” He reached forward and tugged gently on her ears.

Lydia bit her lip as she openly checked San out. His black leather pants left little to the imagination, the butterscotch yellow open vest he wore matched the colour of the ears and large bushy tail he had to match – except the ear and tail had black tips. He wore blue contacts and a gold necklace with a fox pendant to complete the look. Realising that she was staring, Lydia shook her head. “No, I’ve already seen what’s under your shirt. Thanks.”

“But you haven’t seen what’s inside my-”

The circus theme music interrupted him, spreading a wave of nostalgia through Paradise. If anyone looked over to the DJ booth, they could see Taemin dressed in a Ringmaster’s suit. “Come one, come all and Welcome to Cirque au Paradis.” Lydia and Alice beamed at the memories they had visiting the travelling circus last year. “We have something for everyone. Wild beasts wanting to be tamed, beautiful specimens dying for your attention and even a few extra treats for your amusement. So please, check out the stalls, partake in the games and enjoy the show. We are here to excite, amuse and serve your wildest dreams.”

“Customers!” Lydia interrupted, a soft blush painting her cheeks as she left the bar to go and greet the first wave of patrons. San huffed, clicking his tongue as he placed her drink behind the bar so nobody could touch it.

“Don’t worry,” Alice gave him a wink, “she definitely wants to know that too.” She skipped off, trying her best to distract herself from today’s event with alcohol and flirting.

Lydia took a well needed pause from the busy night to finish her drink – or a new one as San said he threw it away due to it sitting there for so long. They didn’t say a word to each other, San flitting around the bar and talking to other staff or customers while Lydia watched him work. He really did have a different way about him when he was here – he seemed much more at ease within himself instead of having to wear a mask outside of the club.

The irony in that was real.

“So, we're going to talk or are you just going to watch me all night?” San leaned against the bar, grinning as he came nose to nose with her.

“Talk about what?”

“Us.”

Lydia paused; brows furrowed. “San…”

“I know, you’re worried but I’m not.” He looked around, keeping his voice low so that people wouldn’t overhear. “A crazy stalker isn’t going to stop me from wanting to be with you but it’s obviously putting a barrier in the way of us being together. Help me figure out a way to remove that barrier.”

Lydia sighed; she knew that he wouldn’t be easily scared away but did he really have to take things so seriously here of all places. “What do you want me to do?”

San stroked his chin before a lightbulb flashed above his head. “A compromise.” Lydia looked at him with the look that read ‘you’re kidding me’ and he nearly bounced in place. “You want me to step back on campus, to make sure that I’m not ‘putting myself in harm’s way’.” He used air quotes to emphasize his point. “Yet, I want to scream from the rooftops how amazing my girl is so we need to come to a compromise.”

“And what exactly would that be?” Though, she already had a feeling that she knew where it was going.

Looking around him, he raised an eyebrow suggestively. “Isn’t it great that part of our job is to flirt with amongst the staff?” Lydia laughed, finding the idea both appealing and outlandish. “Come on, Bunny, you have to give me something otherwise I’m not going to be able to stop myself from stealing kisses in the hallway.”

“Are you really threatening me with kisses?” San shrugged, pretending to be innocent and that he didn’t know what she was talking about. “So, you want to basically act like a couple in the club so that you can curb your need for it outside of the club?”

Shaking his head, San leaned even closer. “No, I want to be a couple inside and out but keep the PDA to the club so that your paranoia doesn’t cause you to pop that vein you get in your head when Alice annoys you outside of the club.” He’s quick to jump back, narrowly being missed by the swing of her arm and San can’t help but laugh at the pout on Lydia’s lips. “Keep pouting and I’ll kiss you.”

“Now that is a threat.”

“No, it’s a promise.” He winked before walking over to Alice who was grabbing some drinks for a client. Lydia watched, stunned for a moment. She wanted him to kiss her, make that first move so that she could get past that uneasiness and here he was – leaving her wanting.

She huffed, knowing that two people can play at that game. San may think that he has the upper hand in this situation but Lydia can play this just as well and by the end of the night, he’s not going to know what hit him because even though she’s cautious outside of the club – inside all bets are off.

“Something’s wrong with that one.” Lady Peacock came to stand by Jongin, folding her arms over her feathered chest while jutting her chin in Kitten’s direction. “She’s normally bouncing all over the place, a smile, wink, blowing kisses but tonight…”

Jongin nodded. He had noticed it too, the spark had died and even though Kitten had a smile on her face as she dealt with different clients, he had noticed that she was reluctant to have any of them touch her. He couldn’t put his finger on it, not right then, but there was a reason why she was acting strange and even though their job was to deal with the other strippers – they were also to help keep the staff in check. “Are you going to talk to her?”

“I’m up in five and besides,” Lady Peacock ran a hand down his bare chest, “I’m sure she’ll pay more attention to you.” Tapping his chin, she walks away, leaving Jongin to figure out how to approach her. If he just pulled her aside, it might seem confrontational and he’s not sure if he’d be able to deal with the outcome of that but if he tried to talk to her in front of the patrons, she could freeze up.

It didn’t matter what decision he made because Kitten had made it for him.

As he was trying to figure out what to do, one of the patrons decided that it would be a good idea to pull Kitten onto his lap without warning, startling her and caused her to spill the drink in her hand over the man next to him. “Hey!” He stood up, instantly blaming Kitten instead of his friend. “Do you know how much this suit costs?” Jongin was quick to reach them, not wanting other patrons to see the commotion but also not wanting to leave Kitten to fend for herself; normally, she would bite back and boy, did she bite, but tonight – she didn’t say a word to defend herself.

The man was towering over her now, Kitten’s head was bowed and she shook a little in what Jongin assumed was fear and embarrassment. “What’s going on?” Jongin placed himself in between them, meeting the man’s glare head on. “Is everything all right?”

“No!” He shouted, pointing a finger in accusation at Kitten. “This little bitch just spilt alcohol all over my suit.”

Jongin nodded, looking at the real guilty party who was still seated and watching. “Well, from what I saw, it seemed that Kitten was merely doing her job when your friend there pulled her down unexpectedly.” The man looked away, swallowing and tugging at his collar, clearly feeling the guilt of his actions. “She cannot be blamed for something that wasn’t in her control.” The man was about to say more but Jongin looked over at Bunny, who was watching with wide, worried eyes, and nodded for her to get security.

A little voice in the back of his mind took note of how focused and concerned Bunny looked for Kitten. This wasn’t a ‘is she okay’ look but something that could almost be seen as protective in itself.

“If you cannot return to your seat and enjoy the show, I’m sure one of our security gorillas would be happy to remove you and your friend from the club. We do not tolerate inappropriate or unwanted touching of the workers as well as abusive behaviour.” The man stood still for a moment and Jongin didn’t lower his gaze.

He’s the Alpha, this was his territory and there was no way he was going to let some mutt bark loudly without paying for it.

When security arrived, Jongin turned to Kitten, who still had her head bowed and he wondered for a moment if she was crying. “Kitten?” He used a gentler tone, placing a comforting hand on her bicep and lowering his head to try and meet her eyes. “Can you come with me for a moment?” She didn’t say a word but followed his lead as he took her towards the private dance rooms.

He noticed that Bunny was, again, watching them and that voice in the back of his mind started to get louder.

The door closed behind her and Alice took a deep breath, steadying herself because her mind was split between two very different thoughts right now. How much would she pay to be alone with Mr Wolf, having him grinding against her while her lips trailed over his neck?

A whole fucking lot, that’s how much.

But she knew that this wasn’t what was going to happen because of what happened earlier. Alice didn’t want to talk about it, not to him, not to anyone – how pathetic would she be if she confessed her deepest worries to the male stripper in the club she worked at? “Kitten, are you feeling okay?” His voice was gentle, the touch of his hand on her arm sent goosebumps over her skin.

She inhaled deeply, pushing everything to the back of her mind and plastering a smile on her face. “Yes, Mr Wolf. Everything is peachy.” His eyes narrowed and Alice almost melted at the look of them. The deep red contacts that added to the dominant wolf persona and boy, was it working.

Jongin didn’t say anything for a moment, scrutinizing Kitten’s face until she bit her lip and reached forward to run a hand down his abdomen. He was quick to react, grabbing her wrist and pulling her flush against him, growling deeply which vibrated through his chest. “This isn’t time for games, Kitten. We both have jobs to do and I don’t have the time to play with you.”

Kitten purred, smirking because even if Jongin was showing a more dominant side to him, she could tell that he wasn’t overly disturbed by her closeness. The heeled boots allowed Kitten to be nearly face to face with him but it still didn’t stop her from leaning forward and playfully biting his chin. The shiver that ran down his spine was noticed and she leaned forward to whisper in his ear, taking advantage of his shocked state. “Come play with me, Mr Wolf. I’m sure I’d be worth your time.” Her tongue flicked out and teased his earlobe before chuckling and pulling away. “You know where to find me.” Without waiting for his reply, Kitten winked and walked towards the door, leaving it open on her way out.

He stood there, the voice practically screaming at him for being so blind. Everything made so much more sense and he felt like a fool for not putting two and two together before now. Kitten… was Alice. Alice, his flirtatious student who had a special way of getting under his skin and making him question his every move when he’s around her. Alice, who he willingly let lick salt off his body during a frat party. Alice, who he found out is used by her mother for business deals with men that she shouldn’t be associating with in the way that was so heavily implied.

No wonder she was out of sorts tonight.

“She won’t have to deal with that here.” He vowed, knowing that he can’t let on that he knew that it was her because that would cause way too many complications outside of Paradise. Alice knowing who he was, was a risk to his career but him knowing who she was meant that while she was in his presence – she was always going to be safe. “I’ll make sure she won’t.”

“Just… be careful, okay?” Lydia passed Alice’s clutch to her when the car arrived to collect her. “I know you think you have Mr Kim all figured out but remember that he is our TA and won’t take advances too lightly.”

Alice blew air out between her teeth, giggling at Lydia’s concern. “Jongin is like any other man, regardless of his job. He’s not immune to being charmed and a little flirtation isn’t going to kill anyone.”

“No, I doubt there’s anyone on this planet who’s immune to your charms but he’s also well aware that fraternizing with a student, regardless of the age difference, could end his career.” Alice ignored her warnings, kissing her on the cheek and waving goodbye. “Just don’t do-” The door slammed shut and she sighed, “anything that spooks him.”

Alice thanked the driver as he opened the door and pulled out her phone as she waited for the car to reach Jongin’s place. There were already news reporters and paparazzi hanging around the venue where the charity event was being held and Alice groaned when she heard how the Wallace family was the Gangnam Hospital’s own personal angels. Her family aren’t twisted or evil, they don’t conspire with the mafia to get ahead or have a secret lair in a volcano somewhere but her mother was far from an angel.

Alice liked to liken her to the Devil mostly – and she was the Devil’s spawn.

When the car finally reached Jongin’s apartment complex, Alice let out a slight moan at the sight of him, standing in wait, checking his watch. She had already assumed that he would clean up rather well but when he walked towards the car, cool, calm and collected, she believed that he belonged on the runway. His silver hair was slicked back, showing an undercut that was rarely seen and there was an unruly lock of hair that fell over his forehead. His attire complimented the dress she had explained to him; he wore all black, his black dress slacks made his legs look longer, his loose fitting black button-down tucked in with the top three buttons undone, shined leather shoes, and a matching black jacket that seemed more for the night air than being part of the outfit.

“You clean up very nicely.” She smiled, biting her lip and placing her phone in her lap. “Who knew you owned something outside of training gear and a repetitive wardrobe.”

Jongin let out a laugh, raising an eyebrow in question. “A repetitive wardrobe.”

She shrugged, picking up her phone as it rang and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, you know, you own several outfits that look exactly the same. What is it, Mother?” Jongin watched her as she frowned. “Yes, we aren’t that far away. Don’t worry, you know that I wouldn’t sabotage the night like you so deludedly think.” Without saying goodbye, Alice hung up the phone and smiled at Jongin, covering up her annoyance behind her signature smile. “Her highness, Hera, has summoned us. She will be waiting for us at the entrance, we are to go up with them.”

Jongin nodded, suddenly feeling nervous about having to see her mother after what he witnessed yesterday. He chewed the inside of his lip, giving Alice, who was texting someone, a once-over and admiring the dress that she was wearing without letting on that he was, in his own way, checking her out. Her silver wrap around heels stopped mid-calf, her white dress hugged her figure nicely but didn’t show off too much – if anything, it made her look rather mature. The long lace sleeves looked almost like a second, patterned skin and her cleavage was modestly covered. Jongin noticed that when she turned to look out the window, that the dress was backless, the most skin shown as it stopped mid-spine but her wavy, flowing styled hair covered most of that. “Alice,” he caught her attention, proving to be more interesting than the building she was watching. “You look rather beautiful tonight. I’m a very lucky man to be able to have the pleasure of you gracing my arm.”

She giggled, a genuine sound as a blushed tickled her cheeks a pale pink. “I’ll be yours all night, Jongin.” He found that he enjoyed how she said his name. “Only yours.”

That wasn’t entirely true – or at least, he was meant to believe it was. Jongin knew that Hera had several men lined up for Alice to meet tonight and Alice would have to play the part of the obedient daughter and meet them but there was no reason why she had to meet them alone. He had told himself that he was going to protect her at all costs, do his best when he could to keep her mother from using her like a piece of meat dangled over starved dogs, and he had an idea as to how to do so.

Dangerously toeing the line between flirting with a student and flirting with a woman he liked.

Alice walked over to the bar, leaving Jongin to talk to one of the department heads in her family’s company; he fitted in well here, he knew when to smile at the old cougars who wanted compliments, he knew how to talk with the businessmen and Jongin knew how to make Alice’s heart flutter. When those women vied for his attention, Jongin would lean closer to her, whisper a passing comment about how she should make it seem like he’s making her laugh – which, in turn, did. If it seemed that Alice was growing bored and allowing her attention to wander while he spoke excitedly about different things with the businessmen, Jongin would place his hand on her waist, pulling her closer to him and nosing her neck to bring her attention back to him.

But the thing that he did that kept her heart constantly racing was how close he constantly was. The mere presence of him was enough to have her body shaking in anticipation – for what she didn’t know.

“You’re finally alone.” Alice rolled her eyes when her mother stopped beside her with one of the suitable matches she had found for Alice. A real twisted Cupid, shooting for profit over love. “This is Lee Taeyong, his father and yours are good acquaintances and are looking at going into business next year. Do be a dear and chat with him for a moment while your father talks business.” She patted Taeyong’s shoulder, throwing you a ‘behave’ look, and walked back towards the aforementioned men.

Taeyong was attractive, in his own right. His dark hair was pushed back, soft brown eyes and easy smile could make anyone fall for him but Alice simply wasn’t interested in him – or anyone who wasn’t Jongin right now. “So,” he waved to the bartender and turned his eyes on Alice. Clearly checking her out. “What is it you plan to do after college?”

Alice thanked the bartender as he handed her the two glasses of champagne she ordered, deciding that these were going to be needed sooner than expected. Taeyong watched in shock as Alice swiftly downed both glasses and ordered two more. “You’ve met my mother, the woman who single-handedly organised this entire event.” She mocked the member of the hospital board who spoke earlier and thanked everyone for their donations. “You really think she hasn’t already planned my life out for me?” Alice started to count off fingers. “Finish college, marry a man she handpicked, combine companies, create grandchildren for her to put in her pot and boil to keep her youthful looks and most importantly, stay where I won’t cause trouble.”

Taeyong cleared his throat, really unsure about where to go with this conversation. “I mean, when you’re married, I’m sure you can do whatever you want. She doesn’t really expect you to marry someone you don’t know, though, right?”

Alice was about to answer when a hot body pressed up behind her and their hands rested on her stomach; his face entered her peripheral and he didn’t look too impressed. “Pardon the interruption but I do believe she’s taken.” There was a slight growl in his voice, a roughness and hint of dominance that Alice nearly melted over. “I was wondering why you were taking so long, sweetheart. Thought I might come and steal you away for a dance.” Jongin’s lips pressed against the curve of her neck; Alice subconsciously tilted her head to the side, allowing him more access and Jongin grinned at how quickly she succumbed to him. “You don’t mind, do you?” He posed the question for Taeyong but he didn’t really wait for the answer.

His answer wouldn’t have changed anything.

Jongin led Alice to the dancefloor, allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck as he held her close by her waist. The song was slow, easy to move to but what he found hard was how close she was, how Alice was close enough to indulge in, to kiss and steal her breath away, and he had to push all of that want aside. Alice didn’t have the same worries running through her mind because she had come with Jongin as her date, the entire guestlist thought he was, and all she wanted was to see why he made her feel like this.

Feel safe and wanted.

Men want her, there’s no problem in that but they want what she has to offer – not want who she is. Jongin knew who she was, he'd seen the party girl, listened to her talk in class, watched her dedicate time and energy to a routine. Jongin saw sides of her that she doesn’t show to this world that she lives in and he still wanted that.

They didn’t take their eyes off each other, the light reflecting off her searching blue eyes like jewels and only the slightest hint of reservation hiding in the depths of his chocolate brown eyes. Her heart was racing as they moved closer, uncertainty and excitement pushing her forward while his heart was filled with anxiety, wanting nothing more than to hold her close but also to push her away. Those feelings washed away for a moment and Jongin dug his hand into her soft, blonde hair, holding her head in place as he deepened the kiss. She took a deep breath through the nose, moving until she was flush against him and allowed his prodding tongue entry, to dance with hers as they stood still on the dancefloor, in their own bubble.

For a moment, nothing mattered. It didn’t matter that her mother was watching, furious and annoyed. It didn’t matter that rumours could spark about how the teacher’s assistant was kissing his student. For a moment, it didn’t matter who they were or where they were because all they wanted was to get lost in each other.

Then reality struck.

Reality being the fear in the back of Jongin’s mind that was screaming at him about how he could lose his job over this. Reality that just because they want something, doesn’t mean it’s as simple as having it.

“Alice.” The way Jongin sighed, avoiding her gaze as he pulled away, effectively destroying the moment, broke her. “Alice, we-”

He looked at her, ready to let her down as easily as he could when he saw it. The walls. Alice wasn’t this way because she liked it – she was this way because it was easier for her to deal with the things her mother put her through. It was easier to be carefree and flirty, to flaunt it rather than hide away from the world. He saw her shut him out as quickly as she let him in when she plastered a smile on her face and chuckled. “If you ever want more than just a sampler, you have my number.”

Patting Jongin’s cheek, Alice turned to leave. She wanted to get away from him, away from the rejection that pierced her heart but Jongin grabbed her wrist and stopped her from making her escape. “Please, it’s not what you think.”

“I don’t think anything.” She smiled calmly. “Now, if you’ll excuse me. I’m not feeling well, maybe I’ve had a few too many drinks.” She forcefully giggled, pretending to cover her mouth and hiccup. “I think I’ll ask Taeyong for a ride home.”

“Wait, we came together. Let me take you home.”

Shaking her head, she managed to pry her wrist out of his grasp and bowed. “Thank you for the evening, Mr. Kim. Please, do get home safe.”

Jongin couldn’t do anything, he couldn’t stop her even if he tried because Alice had already made up her mind that she was going to get him out of her system in the only way she knew how. She didn’t care that there was going to be gossip around how she kissed her date then proceeded to leave with someone else because all she cared about was pushing him as far away from her as possible.

He knew he messed up; he knew he went about it all wrong because how is he going to keep her safe if she will now refuse to look at him. Jongin slapped his forehead, cursing himself for his mistake but as he left the event, going home to lick his wounds, he remembered that there was still one place that he could keep her out of trouble.

Paradise.

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