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a-simple-imagine · 5 years

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Requested by me: Emily takes you to a party but doesn’t like seeing you with other people

Pairing: Emily Nelson (A simple Favour) x Fem!reader

A/N - Back at it again, writing nonsense. For some reason, I like to think I can actually write stories, crazy right? Anywho I hope you guys enjoy this. I appreciate feedback and would love some requests. I don’t just write for A Simple Favor btw

Fun fact, I’ve now watched A Simple favour 23 times. I watch it practically every day

TRIGGER WARNING - mentions of alcohol, swearing, suggestive language, and mature themes. :)

It was out of character for Emily but for some unknown reason, she had decided to invite you along to a work function. They were holding some big fancy party. Definitely not your normal scene. It wasn't often she actually went herself but apparently, her boss insisted she attend. You decided to go along just for the experience but you were very much regretting it now. Emily had said a total of perhaps ten words to you if that. And to make things worse, you felt out of place amongst the crowd. Businessmen, Models, designers. They lived lives you could only dream of. You admired the crowd as well as their style. Their outfits probably cost more than you made in a month. When getting dressed this evening, you had spent far too long stressing about what to wear. Even asked Emily what she thought in hopes of looking your absolute best. Your dress was nice, a long black dress with a plunging v-neck. Emily was sporting a white pinstriped suit - one of many that adorned the walls of her wardrobe. You tried to convince her to wear a dress but she was so adamant on the suit that you let her win the argument. And she did look spectacular in that suit. So elegant and sophisticated but also sexy as fuck. With your back placed firmly against the wall, you watched her mingle within the crowd. Nursing a Pomegranate splash scotch. The warm taste of liquor running down your throat. You would down it if you weren't trying to limit yourself. Don't want to end up wasted and embarrass Emily.

"You look lonely."

You turn to see a young man staring back. Crystal green eyes. Reasonably tall, around 6ft. He wore a black tux that was just the right amount of tight to show off the fact that he worked out. Neatly trimmed stubble. You couldn't deny he was attractive. You'd guess model, maybe designer.

"And do you always approach lonely looking girls at parties?" You interrogate with a playful roll of your eyes. Pushing yourself upright.

"Only one's as beautiful as you."

You practically gagged at his line, a weak chuckle passing your lips. "Can I help you?"

"I just thought I'd come keep you company." He shrugged. "The name's Grey."

"Y/N." you accept his offer to shake his hand.

"So tell me Y/N... ." You watched his eyes drift over you. "What brings you to a party like this? No offense but you don't exactly look like you work here?"

"That's probably because I don't," you shrug. "I'm just a plus one."

"Ah- where is said boyfriend then?" He asked, turning his attention to the crowd around you. You looked too. A swarm of well-dressed individuals, jewels shining among the lights. A soft chuckle left your lips. Gaze settling on Emily, who seemed to be watching you.

"No boyfriend- I'm here with Emily."

"Emily Nelson?"

Nodding your head, you turned your attention back to Grey. "That's the one. How'd you know?"

You watched his expression morph into a small frown before smiling again. You took a sip of scotch, before placing it down by your feet. "Everyone knows Emily so I made an educated guess. She is an... interesting character."

"What do you mean by that? Not a fan?" You wonder, brows furrowing.

"Nothing, really. It's not like Emily to bring people along."

"Oh- yeah, I dunno." You shrug your shoulders. "She invited me and who doesn't wanna witness this chaos first hand."

"Ah, so you're here to spy on us. I knew there was more to you than meets the eye."

"Clearly not a very good spy if you found out." You joked right back as you returned to leaning against the wall. A glance at Emily once again who still had her eyes on you. You wondered what was wrong but chose to ignore her. You spent the next hour or so talking to Grey. He was very chatty but you didn't mind. Nobody else seems to want to give you the time of day after all. And Grey was a pretty interesting guy who managed to make you laugh once or twice. But you couldn't quite shake the feeling of eyes on you. Every time you looked through the crowd, you'd catch Emily looking at you. Almost glaring. Now you were pretty sure you had done something wrong, you just didn't know what exactly. You'd hardly moved from this spot all night. Was she mad that you weren't talking to her? She was the one who abandoned you to go socialise anyway. You stared back and this must have provoked something because before you knew it, your blonde friend was charging through the crowd to get to you. Speed slowing as she approached. You shrank under her gaze like you were about to be scolded.

"Grey. I see you've met Y/N."

"Yes. Miss Y/L/N and I have been getting to know each other, she's a cool girl." He responded with an unsure smile.

"Great- leave. Y/N can I have a word?" Emily didn't give you a chance to respond, instead, her fingers wrapped around your arm and pulled you to the side but not far enough for it to be all that private. You flashed Grey an awkward, sympathetic smile as he returned to the party.

"What are you doing?" Emily asked calmly. Arms folding over her chest. You stared back, confused about what she was referring to. "With Grey, He was practically drooling over you."

"We were just talking." Emily didn't seem happy with your answer.

"Was he flirting?"

"Uh... Maybe a little- Why do you even care?" You shot back. She had no right to be questioning you the way she was. Not when she couldn't be bothered to give you the time of day. "You've hardly said anything to me since we got here, Emily."

"I've been a little busy, Y/N." she huffed. Her eyes narrowed in on you. After a moment she continued "Clearly you need to be reminded about who you belong to."

"Excuse me." You frowned.

Her hand came to rest upon your chest, pushing you back against the wall. Intimidating blue eyes staring back at you. You swallowed hard. Emily pressed her body into yours, and you could feel your heart begin to race. She leaned in and placed a light kiss against your lips. So light it didn't feel real. Your Y/E/C hues drifted to her lips that were curled into a smirk. Her hands slipped to your waist. Fingertips pressing through the fabric of your dress. You let out a shaky breath. Emily kissed you again. Harder this time. It was unexpected but now it was all you wanted. You brought your hands up to grace her neck and jaw, wanting more. It wasn't perfect. It was forced almost like Emily was trying too hard. The blonde moved her hands to cup your ass, one trailing down until you felt her cold fingertips against your thigh. It slipped under your dress. Riding up as her hand traveled high. Every inch made you question what she was about to do. One finger danced over the thing fabric of the lace underwear you had opted to wear tonight. You let out an unexpected whimper and Emily smirked against your lips. She broke the kiss but her face lingered inches from yours. Teasing with the idea of kissing you again. Her fingers trailed softly and slowly up and down across your underwear. Every brush made your desire for her to grow. Lucky for you, she was blocking you from sight with her body. But she wouldn't give you what you wanted, you knew that. Not with the way you acted even if you actually hadn't done anything wrong. She increased the pressure against you and slowly reconnected your lips for a moment.

"Who do you belong to?" Emily whispered and a shiver shot up your spine. The blonde knew exactly what she was doing. Teasing you subtly. Just enough for you to want her without her giving you much in return.

"You..." Your tone suggested you weren't too sure about your answer. Came out more like a question. Maybe you were just nervous. Or maybe you were after a positive response from Emily before you committed. Her soft lips trailed kisses along your neck and up to just below your ear. Her hand removing itself from under your dress.

"You wanna get out of here?"

"God, yes."

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thatsabae · 6 years

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Payback - Jungkook | Chapter 2

genre: romance/comedy/friends-to-lovers

summary: “Revenge is sweet”, that’s what they say, and your plan is to find out if that statement is true. After finding out about your boyfriend’s infidelity, you seek after his lover’s boyfriend, cause mama always told you that sweets are better when shared. But first, you need to convince him to join you.

Y/N: Ready for the show? [sent: 8:22 p.m./ read: -]

You look at the guy by your side. Finally, revenge is coming. You can’t wait to see Jordan’s face when you reach the restaurant, your table being just across Jungkook’s.

Will they greet each other and act like it’s just someone they once met? Or they are going to pretend not knowing each other? You knew how you would react.

Jungkook: We’re already here. [received: 8:29 p.m.]

You smile.

It was not hard to convince Jordan to come to this fancy restaurant with you. He’ve been letting you down for so long, excusing it as work, that you only had to pretend to be almost crying to convince him.

Not that you would. Ever again. No more tears for this man. Before, whenever you listened to Cry Me A River, your mind always screamed how exaggerated Justin was. Now it was your time to sing Cry Me A River. But instead of telling everyone that you were cheated like Timberlake did, being so public, your revenge would be more private. Toying with Calli and Jordan.

“Why are so quiet today, babe?” Jordan asked, taking you out of your thoughts. You control yourself to not make a face.

“Just work. A rude client today. The lawyers are late but clients blame me”.

“I already told you this but... you really should quit your job. They don’t treat you right, and you know I don’t feel comfortable with you working only with males.”

“What? There are women there. Actually, my boss is a woman.”

“One, of five guys”.

“What? There are a lot of other girls. And even if they weren’t there, they are all so respectful. You’re talking…”

“We are here.” He interrupts you. “Let’s not fight over this, again”.

You roll your eyes. He’s the one that started all of this.

The maitre directs you both to the table you reserved in the morning. The one besides Jungkook’s. You can help to smile even more when you see him there, with Calli. Just across yours. You spy Jordan’s face, but he didn’t seem to realize she’s there. Great. His surprise will be bigger.

You sit on the same side of your accomplice. You look at your him, trying to look innocent, hoping Jordan and Calli are watching.

The moment your gaze focus on Jungkook’s face, you make a surprised face, just like you both planned before, and turn your head as fast as you could. Jordan’s gaze is on you.

Great.

“Good night. My name is Samantha and I will be serving your table this night. Here’s the menu. You can call me when you’re ready for ordering”.

You pick the menu, but your focus is totally on Jordan and, eventually, on Calli. You order the same as Jordan. Look at each other, you wanted to scream, but you keep the small talk. You hear a beep from your cellphone.

Jungkook: This is going super slow. Where’s the action? [received: 8:47 p.m.]

The food arrives before you can type your reply.

Y/N: Now. [sent: 8:48 p.m./ read: 8:48 p.m.]

You look at the plate in front of you, regretting that you didn’t pay attention to what you were ordering. Jordan is concentrated on his plate. So you just pushed your glass off the table, making a mess on the floor, with both shards and your soda. You move a little to look at it.

“Are you alright?” Jungkook asks you, moving closer too.

With your peripheral vision, you can see Jordan is frustrated, so he looks at the guy next table’s date to check if she’s noticing it too. Only to find Calli there, also looking frustrated.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” You tell the waiter that came to your rescue. You really feel sorry for causing that trouble, but it was needed for something bigger.

Jungkook smiles at you, he’s still close enough for you to smell his perfume. The discomfort in their faces is so evident now that they are aware of each other.

“What now?” He whispers at you.

“The show must go on.” You whisper back. “I’m fine. Thank you for worrying.” You hold his hand and smile, trying to look a little bit too much friendly.

You get your back straight again.

“Oh. Don’t we know each other?” You ask Calli. All you feel is that you deserve an Oscar for this acting, while your blood was boiling just by seeing them so close.

“Uh. Maybe. Your face looks familiar”.

You keep looking at her face, pretending to be remembering. You knew exactly from where you knew her. So you open your eyes really big.

“She was one of your clients, right, Jo?”

He looks at her again, also pretending that he hasn’t seen her before.

“You’re right, babe. Calli. Is really nice to see you again. How’ve you been?”

“I’m fine, and you? That’s how we know each other. You went to my inauguration party.” She tells you.

Jungkook keeps quiet.

“Oh honey, Jordan was the architect of my clinic”.

They greet each other, and you can feel Jungkook’s discomfort. You felt bad, but at least you were not alone there.

The interaction between the couples was short. Jordan seemed crazy to leave that restaurant as fast as he could, so you gave up on eating your food. You didn’t even know what that was.

“Do you know that guy?” Jordan asks you when you get at your house’s door.

“Who?”

“You know who I’m talking about. That girl’s boyfriend”.

“No. Should I?”

“It's just… It looked like he knew you. Like you knew each other”.

You smile. You have no idea.

“I don’t know him.” You give him a small kiss. “Get home safe, okay?"

“Honey… What was that at the restaurant?” Calli asks, staring the road by the passenger’s sit.

“What?”

“You know, Jungkook. Holding hands and staring at each other. What was that?” Her voice sounded loud, angry and strident.

“Nothing? I was just worried. That girl could have hurt herself pretty bad”.

They keep quiet for the rest of the way. Jungkook stops in front of her house, but don’t turn off the car.

“You’re not coming in?” Calli is surprised.

“Not today. I told you before, I have to finish that sketch. Deadline is tomorrow”.

“Okay. Text me when you get home”.

Jungkook: Are you hungry? [received: 10:08 p.m.]

Y/N: Starving :( [sent: 10:09 p.m. / read: 10:09 p.m.]

Jungkook: Let’s grab a burger? [received: 10:09 p.m.]

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