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[lastarabesque]

it’s all you: 3/3 (final)

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an ash island social media au where you like him more than a friend but he’s... well, (ft. haon)

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[oppatxtme]

Christian Yu: Bear With Me

x Christian Yu x

Note: Read at Your Own Risk ~~ (ง⌐□ل͜□)ง Type: One Shot [ masterlist ]

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“Wish I could lay in your lap,” he said.

Your in a long-distance call with Christian.

“Hmmm.. why’s that?” you asked him and laughed a little, as you shifted a bit in your chair.

“Fuck that, I wanna kiss you right now” he then said ignoring your question.

“What again?” somehow your voice became high pitched. You sighed, maybe you're still nervous around him.

Four months in a relationship with him is still a new for you. Specially when it come to LDR. You just met him on an event around Down Town LA and met like two time and the rest was through facetime.

Sometimes, you can't help but question yourself what came into you that made you said yes to him when he asked you to be his girlfriend.

“What’s wrong now? I know you’re only acting like this if something happens” you said with a laugh.

“No! It's nothing!” he said, you heard him moved. “You know what - you’re so mean sometimes”.

Now you can almost see how he pouted. “just tell me…” your voice becomes softer.

“I miss you…” he said.

“Babe..” you said with a sigh.

“People talked bad about you here!”

“Just ignore them, Christian,” you said with a sigh. “You know that anyone is allowed to judge me in any way they want; we can’t control that” you added.

“But! you’re my girlfriend, how am I supposed to sit still when they talk like that!?” Christian said, with a cracked voice, you think he’s about to punch someone.

But, you adore this side of him, he’s so expressive with his feelings, which is something that you're struggling with. Yet; somehow he always can figure you out.

And, as if he can read your mind, he said with a soft voice, “You’re overthinking again…”

“Sorry, I just…” sighed; “You don’t have to be with me you know… if… if it’s too hard for you?” your voice broke.

“Love.. don’t talk like that, you’re supposed to comfort me” He probably buried his face in something.

Both of you went silent for a while, and all you can hear was his breathing.

“Hey… love?” he said in a hushed tone. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I just… I know it’s hard, it’s often unbearable - But, I promise you.. I’ll be with you through everything” he said.

You can't help it but just smile.

“Thank you, Christian. I'm so lucky to be your girlfriend and to be in your life.” you said while trying your best not to cry.

"I love you, Y/N.. always."

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[vodkainduced]

am i not enough?

artist: jay park

warnings: angst!

summary: months of oppression is finally being released

as the front door opened and closed, you heard the person taking off his shoes and mumbling to himself. you then wiped the tear that fell and took in a deep breath, prepping yourself for the confrontation you were going to initiate.

upon hearing the footsteps into the room, you looked at the disheveled man and watched as he went to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. not noticing that you were there, he continued the mumbling and took a sip of his water. noticing as how he was not going to notice your presence, you cleared your throat which caused him to jump.

"baby! why are you up so early? its like what? four in the am? you're usually asleep. seeing as how you're seating there, you must have been waiting for daddy huh. "

you rolled your eyes at his words and scrunched your nose in disgust when you detected the scent of cheap women's perfume.

"welcome home jay, if you still regard this place as 'home', take a shower and wake yourself up. we need to talk."

he had noticed two huge luggage bags by the door and then proceeded to hug you but you pushed him away, face set into an emotionless facade. sensing the atmosphere he nodded and quickly went to the bathroom. after a few minutes, he came out, looking fresh and smelling clean, even though you would miss this, you knew that what you were going to do next was the right thing.

for both you and him.

"so, what would you like to talk about?"

he asked as he pulled the chair next to you, while he tried reaching for your hand, you pulled it away and placed them on your lap. he then pulled his hands away and you took a deep breath before starting.

"i would like to ask you a question...who am i to you?"

you could tell he was taken aback by the question, he then chuckled a little and started rambling about how you were the love of his life, his other half, his soul mate, though he sounded sincere, his eyes held a little hesitation and insincerity.

"why do you ask?"

you sneered in disgust and folded your leg across the other.

"if im all that, if what you say is true, that you only love me, that im your other half. tell me jay park, why the fuck are all these receipts from fucking jewellery shops that both of us HAVE not been to? do you think im that fucking stupid jay? i am not blind for your information! every little news about your not so secretive dates are out there jay! do you know how FUCKING EMBARRASSED AND DISGUSTED I AM WITH YOU? "

at this point of time, you were already crying, the chair you had sat on laid on the floor and pieces of paper were littered everywhere. jay sat there looking at the papers on the floor and back to you, he made a move trying to grab your hands but you pulled them away. he sighed and placed his head in his hands.

" im sorry "

even though you heard it as clear as day, you rolled your eyes and asked him to repeat himself, he then got up quickly and got in your face.

" I FUCKING SAID IM SORRY Y/N WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME! YES I BOUGHT THOSE GIRLS JEWELLERY, YES I HAD SEX WITH ALL OF THEM! I COULDNT RESIST! HOW COULD I?!?!?!! THEY SATISFY MY EVERY NEED! ALL THOSE NIGHTS I'VE BEEN SPENDING IT WITH THEM INSTEAD OF YOU! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR? "

he screamed out loud before seating back down. seeing him like this made you want to jump into his lap to comfort him and just cuddle the whole night.

" am i not enough? "

but now? you wanted to slap him right across the face and just beat him up. but you knew you yourself was to be blamed for the pain you were feeling. if you had confronted him earlier or werent as blindly in love with him, you wouldnt be where you are right now. but better late then never. you took the ring he had given you and placed it on the dining table, picking up the last of your luggage you walked to the door, prepared to leave.

"good bye jay, i hope theres someone whos enough for you."

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finally off my year long hiatus! i apologise for any delayed request! thank you so much for reading my jaypark oneshot🤧 do send in requests!

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[settolow]

Liars (Jay Park x reader)

Strangers Pt. III

Type: Angst

Word count: 1,510

Characters: reader, Jay Park

Author’s Note: Hello! This is the third part of the story. Thank you so much for appreciating the first two parts. I am utterly grateful whenever I see that you guys took some time to support the story. If you enjoy this part and want part 4, please like or leave a comment. Thank you!

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You kept starring at your phone screen, hoping to receive a message from your boyfriend with a plausible excuse for what happened. You knew you couldn’t forbid him from meeting his friends and you halfheartedly accepted the fact that his ex was one of them. However, her answering his phone so comfortably felt like a huge betrayal for you. It didn’t matter how much you trusted him, that night a line had been crossed and you didn’t know how to deal with it.

You stared at the clock on your wall, mentally counting the minutes until Jay’s arrival. The ten minutes he claimed to need have passed a long time ago by the time you heard a knock on your door. You made your way towards it, ready to tell Jay that nearly an hour has passed when you saw him standing at your door, dressed in pajamas while holding a bag of McDonald’s in a hand and a simple plastic bag in the other one.

You remained in the doorway staring at him, mouth slightly agape.

“The Jay you ordered is delivered, my lady,” he smiled and made his way past you inside the house.

“Are there…are there Nuggets?”

“Yeah. The big pack thingy. And I also got some booze from home since conversations about relationships and cheating and all that crap gets really emotional.”

Almost out of reflex you closed the door, waited for him to set everything on the table and threw your arms around his neck engulfing him in a hug. His arms encircled your waist and slightly rose you from the ground, making it probably the best and highly needed hug you’ve ever had. There was nothing sexual about it, just two people having a moment of mutual understanding which you didn’t know Jay was capable off.

You two enjoyed each other’s warmth for a little longer until he put you down.

“Girl, you didn’t send any impulsive messages, did you?” He asked you suspiciously.

“Nope.”

“Good. Call him again and this time don’t hang up when the chick answers.”

Nodding, you grabbed your phone from the kitchen counter dialed your boyfriend’s number once again. It took about three rings until the same female voice answered the phone. This time they were no longer in a crowd.

“Hello,” she greeted through the speaker.

“Hi. Hello. May I please know if the owner of this phone is still alive?”

There was a short silence at the end of the other line until the girl finally answered.

“Uhm, yes. He’s in the bathroom.”

“Amazing. He won’t be after I’m done with him. Put him on the phone.”

“Who is this?” The girl asks in an annoyingly high-pitched voice.

“Tell him Y/n wants to talk to him.”

Did he not have my number saved? You thought. Was he playing us both?

The conversation is followed by another short silence until you started to hear shuffling sounds from the other line. Less than a few seconds later your boyfriend’s voce could be heard through the speakers.

“Y/n I’m not cheating on you if that’s what you think,” he said desperately. “You have to listen to me.”

“Oh, I didn’t think you were cheating on me. I thought you were playing Monopoly.”

“Y/n, we’re just working on a project!”

“Ok. Have fun working on the project. I think I’ve had enough in those 5 months of relationship.” You retorted, hanging up the phone.

Meanwhile, Jay was slouched on your armchair, a Nugget in a hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. “That was, like, the driest breakup I’ve ever seen. No tears, no curse words, no phone fighting. What was that?”

You took a pillow from the couch and pretended to throw it in his direction.

“Wait, wait! This champagne expensive.”

“Let me taste it,” you requested as you made your way towards him.

“No, that’s mine. I bought that for you,” he motions towards the cupboard where an unopened bottle of vodka was placed.

“Really, Jay?”

“What? Isn’t Vodka the international drink for bad ass bitches who dump guys like it’s their hobby?”

“You just made that up so you won’t have to share, you little phlegm!”

He started laughing at your indignation, clearly enjoying the situation.

“But seriously now,” his face suddenly became devoid of any amusement, “I think you were too good for that guy. You need somebody who’s never going to put themselves in a position to lose you. Doesn’t matter if he did cheat or not. Hanging out with his ex was a shady thing to do. You did the right thing.”

He stood up from the armchair and made his way to the kitchen from where he came back with two glasses.

“It’s time to have fun. I didn’t see your boyfriend before, but his voice seemed like he was ugly,” Jay commented which made you laugh out loud. Of course, your now ex-boyfriend was nowhere near as attractive as Jay Park, but who was honestly?

You two started drinking and watching a Netflix series you both enjoyed immensely. Being with Jay made you forget about how messed up the situation you were in actually was. Your phone kept buzzing and ringing, indicating the arrival of a bunch of text messages.

By the time your phone rang for the third time, both you and Jay rose from the sofa and grabbed it. Before you could hit the reject button, Jay grabbed it from your hand and accepted the call.

“Talk to him,” he muttered with a mischievous expression on his face.

Frowning at him and mentally cursing his stupid decision, you brought the phone to your ear.

“What is it now?” You asked but the response became a blur when Jay’s hand started caressing the inside of your thigh. You felt your breath hitch in your throat when you felt it go upwards without any sign of him stopping. You tried to shift on the couch so his hand will drop from your thigh, however, Jay seemed absolutely set on finishing what he had planned.

“—really sorry if—” was the only thing you understood from the last phrases your ex was relentlessly explaining “—just a friend—.”

You closed your legs tightly, making it impossible for Jay to continue his sudden assault. However, your gesture only gave him other ideas. You let out a moan as his lips caressed your neck, his hand still strapped between your thighs.

“Y/n, are you alright?” You ex asked out of a sudden.

“S-sure. I just stubbed my toe.”

“That’s funny,” he laughed, “because you sounded as if you were moaning.”

Suddenly you felt Jay hover over you, making you lean back on the sofa. His lower body was pressed against yours allowing you to feel just how much he was enjoying the game. He bit down on the sensitive skin on your neck, making you lose your concentration completely.

Out of a sudden, jay grabs the phone from your hand, bringing it to his ear. “Hello. Here is Jay Park aka Mr. Steal Your Girl’s panties. Y/n is busy right now, fam. Let me do my job and make her only remember my name.”

As soon as he finished his spontaneous speech, Jay hung up the phone letting out a laugh he had been probably stifling. He stood up from the couch, letting you recompose yourself which was kind of disappointing since you were ready to rip your clothes off and push him towards your bedroom.

“What the hell was that?” You asked incredulously.

“Me helping you demonstrate that you do no give a fuck about his cheating ass? Chill, I know we’re just friends”

Liar.

Guess I’m a liar too because I don’t believe it either.

“And how did you do that? If anything, he probably thinks I’m a hoe.” And I’m also really hot and bothered right now, thanks to you.

“I think I helped you show him that your life moves on even after he betrayed you. You found somebody waaaay better,” he stated proudly.

“Aw,” you cooed, “does big baby man Jay need a compliment?”

“That too, but mainly I need you too let me crash at your house tonight since I can’t drive home.”

“No problem,” you smiled lust still clouding both his and your eyes.

Keeping this friendship thing is tuning out to be harder than I thought.

As the weeks passed, you kept hanging out with Jay whenever you two had time. Sometimes you felt as if he was ready to confess and you were eager to hear those words from his mouth. However, what you were not expecting was for him to message you one day, saying that his ex-girlfriend wanted to meet up.

His ex as in the only girl he fell in love with.

The girl his stupid song entitled ‘The Truth Is’ was about.

And that crushed your heart to pieces.  

To be continued in part 4…

Part I (Strangers)

Part II (Friends)

••••••••••••••••••••Part IV ••••••••••••••••••••••

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[khh-writings]

Blind date with FanxyChild - Version 1

Yesterday was International Women’s Day, y’all! So I think it’s a really good opportunity to try a new writing style! This time, I will use male perspective (but I’m keeping the Y/n thing) let me know what you think about it!

Also, I’m not forgetting about True Friends, but I decided I really really really wanted to post this so I’m going to collate True Friends and this Blind Date series!

I would really appreciate if you would leave some feedback! 

Hope you like it! <3

"Y/n is mine," said Jiho, as if the matter wasn't that important. Hyuk and Hyoseob looked at him, surprised. 

"I saw her first," answered Hyuk immediately, almost pouting. "We all saw her at exactly the same moment," Hyoseob answered back. "But I looked at her first when she came through the door of the studio," "Yeah, my studio," this time it was Jiho who pouted. "Come on guys, stop acting as children," Hyoseob tried to get his friends to act like adults but deep inside, he knew they were like children, he also was. "As if," Hyuk looked away and fixed his eyes on the girl that was talking to the waiter. Her smile was pure sunshine, and her hand, running through her silky hair moved gently. He had only known her for a couple of hours, but he had soon come to realise that it was a gesture she did when she was nervous. But why would she be nervous talking with the waiter? He was tall, sure, but he hadn't anything remarkable. His friends, however... Hyoseob was the kind of guy that would make any girl fall for him in a minute. He just had to smile and be himself, his heart was big enough. Jiho, too. And they both were funny. They could make anyone laugh in any situation. And he... He knew he was handsome, cute, sexy, whatever. He could be funny too. However, he couldn't help to be shy sometimes. He would sing all those lyrics of sex and love, but whenever he met a girl he liked, he would inevitably act awkwardly shy. So yes, he was acting like a child, as Hyoseob did, yes. But he couldn't help it, he really liked her. Besides, Hyoseob tried to act all mature and stuff, but he knew he also liked her, he knew because of the way he looked at her. 

She started to get nervous, she couldn't help it. She didn't know how to react when strangers tried to flirt with her. Without even realising it, she started to run her hand through her hair. It was a bad habit she had had for a long time. Luckily, Dongwook finally came back. He had been outside the bar, talking to a friend, so he had left her alone with his friends. Very nice of him, yes, leaving her alone with not one nor two, but three strangers. If it wasn't cringy enough the fact that she was a fan of ALL of them. So yes, when they run out of beer and snacks, she selflessly offered herself to go and order more, in a desperate attempt to run away from them until Dongwook came back. "Are you ordering?" Dongwook smiled at her, with that cute smile of his. "Tell me you're not trying to escape from them?" "You know me too well," she sighed. "But it's your fault, you left me alone!" "Come on, Y/n, they are nice." "I know, that's the problem." He laughed loudly and pat her, "let's go." She nodded and followed him back to the table. She had met him a couple of years ago through a mutual friend and since then they had been really good friends. He often insisted she had to meet his friends, but she had always made excuses until she finally had to give up. She had to admit it wasn't as bad as she had thought. They were all handsome and nice, and that made her nervous, of course. But she had soon found out that they were approachable and laid back people.

"Shh, they are coming,” Hyoseob urged them to stop their childish fight, as he called it. Jiho and Hyuk looked at each other in a silent duel and they ended when they heard the noise of chairs being dragged. Then, he looked at her, and she smiled back at him, shyly. Gosh, could anyone have a more astonishing smile? The way her eyes narrowed and she slowly blinked when she smiled was simply hypnotic.                                                                                                          "Why is the mood so odd?" Asked Dongwook in a tone that implied he was just joking in part. "I leave only for two seconds and this happens."                     "It's nothing," Jiho was quick to answer. "Hyuk and Jiho were fighting," said Hyoseob, boldly. "Well, that is new," Dongwook raised an eyebrow, and his gaze moved quickly from Jiho to him, not sure where to stop. "Why where you fighting?" "We... We weren't!" he said, stuttering, his words leaving his mouth faster than thoughts came to his mind. "We were just... discussing." "Ha, that's a good one," he looked at Hyoseob, who clearly wanted to get killed that night. What was all that about? Jiho had stayed quiet the whole time, but that made him not less worried. He knew him very well and was sure he wouldn't just let it go. Jiho wasn't mad at him, he knew that, and neither was he. They always had had that kind of friendly rivalry between them, but they never fought, not just once. This wouldn't be the first time. However, for the first time in his life, the thought of losing against him made him sick. And it was all her fault. It was all her fault for being everything she was, for not being what she wasn't, for being there, for being elsewhere. He could even write a song about her and he had only known her for a couple of hours. How would be able to explain such a feeling? How could anyone do such thing? Even he couldn't. It was something in the way she moved, in the way her eyes looked at you, noticing every detail. It was the strength one could sense in her, even when she didn't talk that much, even when she was clearly shy. He simply didn't know. Maybe, just maybe, he was bewitched. Maybe it was fate making fun of him, turning all the lyrics in his songs true. "We were fighting over Y/n." He suddenly came down to earth. Did Jiho just say that? It couldn't be. "What?" Dongwook was halfway between horrified and amused. Hyuk saw his friend turning to the girl, who obviously wasn't expecting to hear that... ever. She blinked several times, her eyes wide open. "We were wondering who would she like," Jiho used his usual lighthearted tone but deep down he was totally serious, Hyuk knew that. He was embarrassed, and so was she. She kept moving her eyes from one place to another, like searching for an escape. "You are seriously the worst, Jiho. That's why I never introduce you to my girl friends," Dongwook looked worried of Y/n, but he couldn't help to be a bit curious as well. He looked at her and pat her head, letting her know that everything was fine. "Don't listen to him, Y/n. He's an idiot, but he's a good guy. "I don't doubt that," her tone was much more confident than he thought it would be, considering the situation and how embarrassed she looked. "I feel flattered. Two guys like them fighting over me," she laughed. Would she ever stop surprising him? See? It was exactly that strength he was talking about. "I'm curious now," said Dongwook. "You're a horrible person, did you know that?" Y/n hit his arm, gently, still smiling. "Okay, I'll tell you. I like all of you, Mr Curiosity included. Is that enough?" "Even me?" Asked Dongwook, clearly amused. "Even you, asshole. Let's change the subject of the conversation, please. Or I'll feel the urgent need of running away." Everyone laughed, even Hyuk, although his back was still tense. Jiho looked disappointed, but he had decided not to argue more. Hyoseob pretended it wasn't important to him, but he obviously liked having been included. As for him... Well, he couldn't help it. She was clever. She had managed to avoid confrontation without even doubting. However, he had to admit he had been waiting for another kind of answer... And he hadn't get it. He looked at her, without realising how much his eyes were telling at that moment. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at him. It was just for a moment, a couple of seconds. But he knew, he already knew. She had chosen him. And looking at his eyes, she knew he had chosen her. They both knew.

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[demiebby]

Money Showers [AMBW] [Sik-K x OC]

Characters: Jayde (OC), Kwon Minsik (Sik-K)

Summary: “You ain’t gonna say nothing, cause I bring that money.”

Plot: Minsik is the leader of a mafia and being a leader means days away from Jayde. One night he returns to his elegant home with a bag full of cash after executing a robbery flawlessly.

Genre: Mafia AU

A/N: I was inspired by Sik-K’s “Get That Money” so I made this crappy oneshot.

A pair of concerned hazel-brown eyes look vacantly through a dewy window at a desolate driveway. Manicured fingers squeeze onto the sides of her own arms while a troubled exhale went past her plump lips. The air she expelled fogged the window and outside from it rain continued to fall. Her eyes took a glance to the Roman numeral clock above her chest of drawers. The time indicated 2:41 in the late night. She huffed and turned her head back to the window and fixated her eyes at the driveway. Her body grew tense as the seconds felt like minutes to her.

Why is the woman so anxious? The woman is waiting for her husband to return home. Earlier that day he promised to his wife that he would be home at 5 o’clock in the afternoon. 5 o’clock became 7 in the evening, then that became 10 at night, and now here she was standing in their bedroom. Her lone, worried eyes watching the driveway closely. She was waiting for any sort of car, a person, or something to catch her eye.

Her name was Jayde. She is a 22 year old woman and married to the leader of a mafia. Not just any sort of mafia. The leader of a notorious gang known for destruction, causing chaos throughout the city, and their loud flamboyant robberies. With her husband being a commander it came with him having to be out longer than suspected. Though Jayde should have been used to this by now, after all they were married since she was 20, she still worried for her husband. Her pessimistic thoughts would invade her mind, voices would tell her that her husband is either killed or imprisoned. Jayde refused to believe that harsh reality of ever coming true.

But…

What if he was?

“Minsik,” Jayde said in a hushed tone, her hand touching the cold glass. Her voice firm, “You better be in one piece.”

Just as she was going to message her husband through her pager, she saw beaming powder blue headlights drive onto the pavement. Jayde watched as the vehicle curved the loop of the driveway, circling around the stone three-tier fountain, before taking a smooth park in front of the multistorey home. She recognized the vehicle to be her husband’s signature Aston Martin Vulcan. The driver’s door opened and a lean, tall figure exited the expensive car.

Jayde’s eyes narrowed closely at the figure. When the anonymous person turned her breath hitched. It was him. It was Minsik. As if he could sense her watching him, he lifted his head up and their eyes met. He grinned up to his woman, and waved a black gloved hand up to her. The wife hastily dropped her plush white blanket and raced downstairs to the towering French double doors.

She opened them and she was greeted with the sight of her husband leisurely walking up the stairs and through the door frame. Jayde took a few steps back to give him some room to enter the house. Minsik shut the door behind him and once again he looked to his wife.

The light-brown skinned woman takes one long step to her husband. Her hands reach up to gently cup his face, and brought it down to hers. Their nose brushing against one another, their foreheads touching, her eyes were ogling at his lips.

“I was so worried…” Jayde whispered, her thumbs rubbing on his cheekbones. She gingerly kissed his lips, and then pulled away to meet his intense gaze. “I thought you were gone Minsik.”

Minsik dropped the black duffel bag in his hands, one arm wrapping around Jayde’s waist. The other squeezing on his woman’s firm apple ass. She bit back a whimper; he responded huskily, “Don’t think like that kitten.” Without caution he kissed her passionately. Minsik’s lips sucked on his wife’s upper lip, his tongue flicking against Jayde’s. Soon he pulled away much to Jayde’s displeasure. “You should know by now that I will always come back home, unscathed, no chains, and in one piece.”

Jayde nodded her head and gasped, “I know.” She kissed him once more and backed him against the doors. As she was pushing him her foot hit the duffel bag. Jayde reluctantly retracts her lips from his to take a look at the mysterious black bag. “What’s in there?”

“Our money.” Minsik answers.

He watches as Jayde kneels on the polished marble floor and unzips the bag. When he hears shocked gasp he grins cockily, sticking his hands into the pockets of his jeans. His wife grabs bands of one-hundred dollar bills in either hand. Jayde’s eyes were wide, her mouth slack when she looked up at him.

“Baby! This is- how much is,”

“This right here baby,” Minsik squats down to her level, grabbing a brick of money and flicking the cash with his thumb. “Is 3.5 million dollars.”

The amount of money he declared he brought was staggering. It was the highest that Minsik had ever brought home. Jayde stammered, “Th-Three point five million?! Baby how did you-”

Minsik interrupted, “Me and the guys went to three different banks throughout the state, but we did it separately through teams. I was teamed up with Daejin, Naein, and Sungwon. We hit up one by the countryside and got 400-thousand out from them.”

Jayde folded her arms across her chest, her voice sarcastic, “Let me guess you guys came in loudly didn’t you?”

He proudly replied, “Hell fucking yeah.”

She groaned and stood to her feet. Minsik did the same after zipping the bag up and tossing the strap over his shoulder. “Minsik, I told you that you’re going to get enough out of doing these loud introductions. Next time try to go in quiet or… knock them out with some sleeping gas.”

He argued, “We’re YelowsMob, we’re known for our intrusive and wild invasions. Besides the feds can’t, aren’t, and ain’t never gonna catch us. We wear masks for a reason Jayde.”

“Well, those ‘masks’ are not going to stifle you guy’s activity.” Jayde turned her back to her husband and took a few steps away from him.

Minsik shakes his head followed by an exasperated sigh. He looked at the back of his wife’s back before taking steps behind her and embracing her from behind. Jayde could feel his arm hold her against his chest and his chin on her shoulder. Her head turned away from him, nose pointed up in the air, she was trying to ignore him. The tip of Minsik’s nose prods at the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

“I’m sorry for making you mad kitten.” He says apologetically. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll take your words into consideration.”

She just couldn’t find it in her heart to have a grudge against him. She relaxed and held his hand. “I should apologize for telling you what to do. I just worry for you Minsik. I love you alot, and I can’t imagine you going down. Gosh… the thought of it breaks me apart.” She’s faced with her husband’s lips on hers.

The kiss is short-lived when he abruptly moves away. “I love you too kitten. You and I both know that I don’t ever want to be trapped in some hell hole away from you.” Jayde smiles brightly to him and pecks his lips.

Following that the couple makes their way into their bedroom. Minsik opens up the bag of money and pours the cash onto the bed. His wife excitedly pounces on top of the money her naked body rolling around on the currency paper. She lets out a joyous laughter, and Minsik joins her on the bed. They’re wrapped up in each other’s arms, fondling with the money and are in a euphoric bliss.

There’s just something about the feel of fresh money that Jayde can’t get enough of.

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[promise-ill-be-blog]

Doing His Makeup (Dean Scenario)

Admin: Nari

POV: Second (male x female)

Genre: Fluff, tad bit of comedy

A/N: I decided to make the ‘YouTube Life’ scenario into a mini-series where the girlfriend (reader) is a blooming YouTuber and each scenario will include her doing different YouTube videos with Dean. Please don’t let this die out.

You laid your makeup and makeup tools out on a table and giggled excitedly. After practically harassing him for months, Dean finally agreed to let you do a video where you try to put makeup on him. Admittedly, you weren’t a makeup artist but you considered yourself to be fairly decent. He wore makeup, but it was never much, only extending to BB cream, filling in his eyebrows, and occasionally some taupe brown eyeshadow.

You sat down next to him in a chair and turned on the camera. “Hey, guys, and welcome to today’s video! Today, I’m going to be putting makeup on Dean. I have all that I need laying out in front of me. Let’s hope this goes well, because I had to beg him to allow this.”

Turning to face him, you saw that he had been looking at you and smiling creepily for who-knows-how-long. “Dean-! You know what, we’re going with it. I refuse to refilm this.” He chuckled and pecked your lips, obviously amused by his frustrated girlfriend.

“So what’s first?”

“The primer.” You squirted a pea-sized amount onto your fingertips and began smoothing it into his skin. “Wait, did you moisturize before this?”

“No, was I supposed to?”

“It’s too late. You should be fine.” You grabbed his BB cream (because what was the point in using your foundation if he already had something and had no blemishes?) and began dabbing it into his skin with a makeup sponge.

“What is this little motion called?”

“Dabbing.”

“Dabbing? That sounds pretty cringeworthy.”

“If you dab, I’m breaking up with you.” Both of you laughed and you set the base with some powder. He turned his head and sneezed into the bend of his elbow, causing you to jump and almost spill powder everywhere. “Come on, man,” you whined and grabbed an eyeshadow palette and brushes. You opened the palette and began setting the eyes with a pale beige, then the realization hit you. “Dean, did you... did you pretend sneeze just to dab?”

“What?” He looked confused, but his eyes showed humor.

“Dean, come on. Don’t make this video cringeworthy.” He chuckled and closed his eyes for you to continue with the eyeshadow. You stuck with various shades of brown and applied a gold shimmery shade to the center of his lid.

“Are you going to take me out to dinner after this?”

You started doing his eyeliner with a chocolate brown gel and decided to wing it out. “Sure.”

“Sick. Where are we going?”

“McDonald’s drive-thru.”

You had just started smoking out some light brown shadow on his lower lid when he pulled away and gave you a look of shock. “What?! But I thought I was pretty.”

“You’re very pretty, so bring that pretty face back here.”

“Then why won’t you take me out to a high-class restaurant?” He brought his face back and you applied false lashes and mascara.

“McDonald’s is high-class.” You filled in his eyebrows with his brow pencil and grabbed a palette containing contour and highlight. You very lightly and carefully defined his cheekbones, nose, jawline, and forehead, and popped some highlight on the peeks of his cheekbones and tip of his nose. He looked prettier than you at the moment and you felt slightly intimidated. You applied a rose pink lipliner and lipstick to his lips and announced, “Okay, it’s done!” You handed him a handheld mirror and he looked at himself at every angle. “What do you think?”

“I’d do me.”

“Of course you would. Thank you so much for watching!” You turned off the camera and started cleaning up. “Alright, you can take off the makeup.”

“Nah, I’m kind of feeling this. I would never do it and it’s far too time consuming, but I look great.” He started helping you clean up and you broke out in laughter.

“To think you were the one putting this off for so long.”

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[saidrabbles]

concert date

pairing: harry x reader

warnings: none

summary: reader books tickets for them to attend the reader's favorite artist's concert; but harry does not enjoy the concert one bit.

notes: jealousy, fluff.

this is practically my first imagine, and it may be cringey. also i did not specify the artist performing, I'll leave that up to you :')

you woke up feeling giddy and excited. it will be a good day after all. you're going to (a/n) concert for the first time after being a fan for so many years. you've convinced your beloved boyfriend to come along as well, wanting to enjoy this important moment of your life with him. the concert is in a few hours, and you both agreed on having brunch before going to the concert hall. you dressed in an oversized white dress shirt with a beige cardigan over it, and black pleated pants.

as you sipped your macchiato, sitting on your kitchen stool, you heard the phone ring. you answered quickly, almost too quickly "come on out pretty lady, im waiting outside" harry said and you could feel his smile. you collect your things and make your way to his newly owned car, surprised that he still hasn't scratched it yet. he was leaning on the passengers door, looking like a huge fluff ball with his oversized black sweater and jeans. the glasses he was wearing added points to his cute look. his duality always surprised you, how could he look so cute but hot at the same time? you went up to him, giving him a kiss on his cheek, then embraced him in a warm hug. "i missed you" you said, "i've been away for only 13 hours and you miss me already?" harry said with a slight smirk looking down at you; as you were fairly shorter than him. "let's go?" he said as he opened the door for you "thank you, gentleman" you said with a smile "ofcourse, m'lady".

during the ride you put on songs that will be performed in the concert, feeling the rush of excitement rush through you. "you're that excited, huh?" harry said while glancing at you, grinning at the expression you're making: doe eyes, a wide smile, looking so adorable that he wanted to kiss you right there. you reach the concert venue, sighing at the long line of people waiting to check in. holding hands, you make your way to the end of the line. "let's see how great this artist is in live performances..." harry trailed off. he heard their songs numerous times, because you always put them on, feeling instantly happier. come to think of it, you listen to them more than to his music. harry involuntarily tightens his hold of your hand. you look at him "babe..? what's wrong?" harry comes back from the train of his thoughts and looks at you, "oh..sorry, i was lost in my thoughts for a second there" he tried to give you a small smile; but something was bothering him. you give him a funny look, deciding to let it go for now.

by the time you checked in and got to your seats, music videos were already playing on the big screen. everyone in the concert hall was singing along, including you. as you looked at harry, you noticed that he was in a daze. "ever since we've reached the venue, your mind has been somewhere else; did something happen?" harry turned to you, feeling slightly surprised "hm? nothing's wrong love, im just feeling a bit tired. maybe it's because of the heavy brunch we had earlier" he gave you a small smile. you did not buy what he said, so you cupped his cheeks and brought his face closer to you; "hmm what's wrong bub? did i do something?" harry ignored what you said, and closed the distance between you two, putting his hand on the side of your face, kissing you softly but with slight dominance. you kissed back, hands finding their way to the back of his hair, getting lost in the moment. after a few minutes, you both pulled away, catching your breath. you smiled at each other, looking deep into each other's eyes.

just then, fireworks were shooting into the air, signaling the start of the show. screams can be heard miles away from the hall. you were seated on the left side of the stage, in the ground seats, close enough to the stage to see the artist clearly. you were screaming the lyrics, jumping excitedly in your seat, having the time of your life. all this while, harry was staring at you, having not seen this side of you; wondering how many more he hasn't seen yet. he could see the artist glancing at you from time to time. and you would fangirl everytime it happened. "they're not even that good..." he mumbled. he was sulking at this point. he was jealous, very jealous of the artist on the stage right now. he was eager for the concert to end, for him to be the one to take you home, to confirm that you're his, and only his.

after set-lists of songs, encore stages, the concert came to an end. harry wanted to drag you out of there as fast as he can; but a person coming up to him stopped him. "miss?" you looked towards the source of the sound, "are you talking...to me?" the stranger replied with a yes and told you something that left you shocked. "(a/n) really liked your energy today, and wanted to thank you personally backstage." you could not believe what you heard. the stranger turns out to be his body-guard; as he led you to (a/n) room backstage. harry had come along, getting ready to pull out a few punches if the artist tried to make a move. you knocked on the door, and heard a voice from the inside telling you to come in. you stood there, in pure awe and admiration for the person standing infront of you. "i loved your performances today, you were amazing" they smiled and harry could've sworn he saw them smirk. "im y/n, and im a huge fan". the artist then replied "it's nice to meet you, y/n, and i'm glad you liked my performance today" he continued "you're really pretty, by the way". he was clearly smirking now. "thank you" was all that you said. all this time, harry felt invisible in the room, and kept glaring at them. "i think we clicked instantly, and I would like to take you out to lunch, maybe?" you looked at him, shocked. they then gave you their phone and continued, "if you could put in your number, i would love to talk about us in a calmer place, just the two of us". that's when harry lost it. he could not take any of it anymore, and he wanted to plunge at him for even daring to ask you out on a date. he was walking towards them until you spoke up. "im a huge fan of your music and your voice, but i never said that i was interested in you as a love interest. the fact that you ignored my man who's standing right beside me is rude enough, so for you to dare and ask me out on a date is over the top." you threw the phone on the sofa beside you, glared at him, and then took harry's hand in yours and made your way to the exit.

harry was driving you home and he could feel the tension in the air. "im sorry" he heard you say. he glanced at you, and you looked at him"i was not aware that this might be his intention, and you had to see all of that unfold before you. im sure you were hurt, i didn't mean for this to happen." tears well up in your eyes so you looked away from him, busying yourself with the outside view. he interlocked his free hand with yours, whispering reassuring phrases; "it's okay baby, i know you did not mean for this to happen, he was the jerk here, it's not your fault." you reached the apartment and as soon as harry opened the door for you and you got out, he pulled you into his arms. he held you tightly, rubbing small circles on the small of your back. that's when you couldn't hold back your tears any longer, and let it all out. you were so disappointed; the person you listened to for comfort was strikingly different than the person you met today. you were emotionally devastated.

after a while, you stopped crying but was still holding him close to you. harry pulled away, cupping your face while wiping strayed tears away with his thumb. he then kissed the top of your head, your nose, your cheeks, and looked at your lips. that's when you pulled him from the hem of his sweater, kissing him. the kiss was not like any other, no lust involved, just pure love and appreciation. you both pulled away, smiling. he rested his forehead on yours. "i love you...so much. i love you (y/n)." you couldn't contain your huge grin, giving him a kiss on his cheek, you said "i love you, harry."

harry intended to go back to his apartment, but you dragged him into yours for more cuddles and movies.

a/n: i don't know how to feel about this one, but i kinda like it c: i hope y'all like it ♡

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[fanxyblog]

THE CUTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN~ BIG NAUGHTY

Request: If it's ok, can I request a Big Naughty/h1gher music fluff kinda thing. Ok so here's the plot, jay is introducing the first new female member to everyone and she has kind of an edgy/goth style (like the whole split dye hair and everything) but she's a sweetheart.

A/N: This is bad, I had a hard time writing this after a break so long, but I still hope you guys will like it. Enjoy!

Word Count: 409

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SORRY FOR ALL THE MISTAKES

To say that you were nervous would have been a big understatement. You feeling like you were about to die in a second. It was terrifying the thought of meeting so many new people at once. Of course, you have known all of them before, but seeing things on the internet or television is much more different than reality. Even though the way you looked with your dark blue hair, chains, and ripped black clothes might have made you look intimidating and strong was far away from the truth, in that very moment you felt like a small puppy abandoned on the street.

" Don't worry kid, it's going to be fine " your boss reassured you in a soft voice, you smiled nervously at him, not being sure if you do believe in his words.

Things might have been easier if you weren't the only girl, at least that is what you have thought.

" Hey guys, listen up! I want to introduce somebody to you " Jay's voice sounded on in the room, all eyes focusing on him and your figure hiding behind him. You shifted uncomfortably, warmness running up to your cheeks.

"This is Y/N, our new gem. I want you all to treat her nicely" He said to them and then turned around to you.

" How about you introduce yourself ?" His question caught you out of the guard, but you came back to your sens quickly after you felt him nudge you.

"A-a-ah... Yes. Hello, my name is Y/N, I hope you take care of me" you bowed deeply with your hands tied in front of your time, a shy smile on your face.

" You are cuter than you look, you know? Who would have thought you are going to be shy." You smiled at Woodie's voice. It was true that your image and personality were quite a funny combination, but that was what made you, you.

" Woodie hyung is right, I think you might be the cutest thing I have ever seen. I'm Donghyun, I hope we will get along well." You thought that your face can't get redder than it was already, but Donghyun has proved you wrong. His words making you feel flustered.

"I hope so too" You smiled at him and shook his hand. There was only thought in your head "He also might be the cutest creature I have seen in my life"

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[k-hiphopshit]

You Are A Goddess (Jay Park x Reader)

 hey guys... what’s up? how’s it going? let’s just cut to the shit, i felt nostalgic and started reading the imagines i used to port and I want to start writing again so...here goes nothing, this was requested by anon probably years ago i’m sorry baby for taking this long but I hope they see this and like it

Jay was a very handsome and charismatic man, you met him when you had gotten a job as Joon Kyungs a.k.a Dok2 personal assistant, so that meant you had to make a tons of phonecalls to other artists and people in the industry to confirm, arrange or cancel and inform about all types of things.

Jay was a bit stunned when he heard your voice over the phone, he could hear your smile, you sounded like you were really happy and excited for something and since he was drowning in responsibilities it was a breath of fresh air to hear someone talk in such a soothing and positive way. When he found out you were calling on Kyung’s behalf he got in contact with him and asked him about you

“Oh (y/n), she is my star right now, she is on top of everything and i’ve never met a person that is smiling genuinely so much”

After a few weeks joon kyung hosted an event for his birthday which meant you were in charge of pretty much everything and had to make sure everything went smoothly and exactly how your boss requested it. You saw Joon Kyung waving you over, he was with Dong gab and two other men you hadn’t personally met but you knew of them, well it wasn’t that hard since it was the infamous Jay Park and Simon D

“(y/n) let me introduce you to my good friends Jay Park and Kisok”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, I am a big fan of your music and achievements”

“Thank you, that means a lot. We’ve been also hearing a lot of good things about you as well”

Jay took the lead and tried to stall the conversation as much as he could. As soon as you walked over to them he felt your positive aura that was so addictive, you seemed so grounded and so effortlessly put together it was fascinating for him, since in his industry they were so many people that tried so hard to seem like something they aren’t and were never meant to be it was a nice fresh tone to be around someone that seemed authentic.

“I’m sure he is exaggerating as always, but i’ll gladly take any compliment I can get”

-

After that Jay pursued you, he wanted to be around you, listen to you talk, he craved that comfortable and inviting aura you exude, not too long after that you started dating and not too long after that you were puking like you had been possessed by a Demon.

Jay was so excited about the baby, of course he was shocked at first and very scared since he had so many people depending on him that he was on call 24/7 with everyone and a child is a big responsibility, however in his eyes he couldn’t wait to be blessed by you with such gift, you would bring a life into this world, a beautiful combination of him and you and how could he deny himself such heaven?

He made sure you had everything you needed at any time, he was there at every doctors appointment, he was there when you needed some help to put your shoes on, baking and making all kinds of crazy recipes that you craved and of course he was there when you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Kyung Mi.

Yet not everyone shared his excitement, the media were ruthless and the fans were not pleased to say the least, their idol and a well known bachelor was suddenly not only in a relationship but also was having a baby. Your face was plastered all over the tabloids and of course they started digging up your past. While you were still pregnant Jay made sure to hide as much as he could, after you gave birth not only you started seeing more and more of it what also did not help was the extra weight you had gained and it seemed to be very stubborn,

“What are you doing? it’s 3 am?”

Jay had just walked in after a concert, expecting to find his girlfriend and baby girl sleeping, on the contrary he found you exercising and doing crunches at the living room with the baby monitor right next to you.

“Exactly, which means is the only time I can work out without Mi needing something”

He had noticed how you started eating less, always talking about new healthier recipes and it wasn’t the first time he had caught you working out in the middle of the night. He huffed and walked towards you as he sat down on the floor while you kept going with your work out

“Baby you’ve been staying up late to work out more and more”

“Don’t start Jay, you just got home as well”

“I had to work”

“Yes, so did I Jay. But now I have a family to take care of”

He bit his lower lip in a settle way to hold back his words. He knew how much it hurt you that you were staying home since you loved your job so much, of course Kyung understood and told you that when you feel ready to come back the spot is yours. Still, you felt in complete, nothing was the same anymore, you didn’t fit in your clothes, your breasts were swollen and bruised since Kyung Mi was starting to bite and of course the waking up in the middle of the night from the crying did not help either. Jay tried to help as much as he could , unfortunately he couldn’t drop everything and stay home so he understood your frustration.

“How about we take a shower together? We are both sweaty and we can... help each other”

“You can go first”

That also was a part of your new life, you wanted to have sex with Jay... who wouldn’t the problem wasn’t him it was you, you felt fat and ugly and just wanted to cover up and go to bed.

Jay was of course very supportive and expressed his feelings for you every day, that didn’t change the way you saw yourself even when you wished it did. Jay sighed and got up from the floor, leaving you be and getting lost in his own thoughts.

He had to do something and he had to do it quickly. Some how some way there was something he could do that would help you, of course that meant he needed advice from a woman and preferably someone that knew you.

-

“What’s going on big papa?”

Jessi teased as she picked up the phone. You and Jessi had gotten closer over the years and she was someone you used to go out with very often, so Jay thought maybe she had any good ideas.

“Hey, I need your help with something”

“I hope you didn’t hurt my baby (y/n), you owe her after pushing a baby out of her”

“No i didn’t do anything. She’s been very distant lately, she seems to be kind of sulking because of the baby weight and it has taken such a big toll on her”

“Well yeah i’m sure it did, have you tried like having a conversation?”

“yes but she is shutting me out, blaming me about not helping her and missing her job”

“Oh man, Let me see what I can come up with”

-

Jessi was a Saint sent straight from heaven. Her plan was brilliant, she went over the house at 10 a.m and pretty much kicked you out and send you at a well known spa and resort as a “god mother gift” where she had planned a full boy massage and a facial, as well as a sauna and yoga. You haven’t felt this relaxed in a while, letting someone take care of you and not having to worry about the baby crying and if she needs a diaper change was something she desperately needed. 

After everything she was led to a room that had a big package with a beautiful pink bow and a letter. As she opened it she immediately recognized the hand writing.

“To my baby mama,

Take a sweet nap and in 3 hours a hair and make up artist will come to get you all dolled up for our dinner. 

I love you,

your baby daddy”

You smiled and chose to not open the box yet, you left it to the side and laid down on the bed smiling brightly at the letter he had left you. You knew he cared but it was still nice to see that he really did try.

As the letter promised a hair and make up artist came and hooked you up with the good stuff, they made you look like a person you hadn’t see in a while. You went for a nice soft gold eye make up and a red lip and you hair just a nice blow out but it was just so refreshing to finally look like your old self. Then came the the time to finally open the box and of course what was inside was absolutely stunning

It was tight around your stomach which you did not love and it did put you down a little bit but since you had nothing else to wear you just pushed it in the back of your mind, he had even bought your favorite perfume to wear and of course you noticed the lack of undewear in the box.

As you walked in the hotels restaurant you noticed nobody else was in here other than the servers and Jay. He got up and offered you a single red rose

“Milady”

You giggle as you took it and gave it a little sniff. You couldn’t hold back and went in to hug him, which he wanted to do as well.

“You look ravishing baby”

“Thank you, you look handsome as well”

He pulled back your seat and as you sat down he placed a gentle kiss on your shoulder right on top of the extremely thin spaghetti strap of your dress before taking a seat directly in front of you.

“Tonight is not about me beautiful, tonight is dedicated to you. The sexiest woman on the planet”

“Oh please, maybe after I love half of what I weight”

“Baby why are you putting yourself down? You know I would love you no matter what you weight right?”

You bit your lip. You knew Jay loved you, it was just you that felt insecure and almost like you were holding him back from everything, his career, his friends, everything had changed now and you felt responsible for it, the reason that you were so good at your job was that you took responsibility for everything so naturally it happened now as well.

“I know it’s just, I feel like I’m holding you back”

“What? What do you mean?”

“You were supposed to have a world tour this year and you cancelled it, as well as many other performances cause you wanted to come to doctors appointments”

“Exactly, I chose to cancel them baby, I wanted to be there”

“Yes but... I don’t know I just feel like I’m a burden, also I’ve gain weight and I feel... ugly”

There was a silence after that, since the waiter came and placed the food in front of you. You looked down at your feet, embarrassed and also a bit nervous of what Jay would say, after the waiter walked away Jay got up from his seat and kneeled in front of you, placing his one hand on top of yours and the other reached your chin so you can meet his eyes.

“You are one strong woman you know that? You loved me unconditionally and you gave me a beautiful child, sometimes I feel like I don’t deserve such a person in my life, you are no longer a woman to me... you are a Goddess. That’s why I don’t think i’ll find a more perfect time to do this”

“Do what?”

He reached for his pocket and pulled a small red velvet box. As soon as you saw it you started tearing up and your breathing stopped. Jay looked at you once again, he was saving it for the end of the meal but now it just seemed such a perfect moment.

“(Y/F/N) will you do me the absolute honor and let me your husband?”

“yes”

you whispered as you bot got up and went for a passionate kiss letting your feelings flow and the tears roll down your cheek. You were so happy, finally after so long you felt the connection you had with him before the baby, you missed this pure raw bond you shared, the passion flowed after so many months of complete drought.

“You are so pretty even when you cry”

You laughed once again as you gently wiped your tears not to mess your perfectly applicated make up. He slipped the ring on your finger and kissed your hand 

“Let’s eat and then I can take my dessert in the bedroom”

“Can’t wait mister Park”

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[lastarabesque]

it’s all you: 1/3

next

an ash island social media au where you like him more than a friend but he’s... well, (ft. haon)

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[oppatxtme]

Lee Sunghwa/GRAY: Just Tonight

xLee Sunghwa/GRAYx

A/N: Hello there fam ~ I am sorry if it’s taking me way too long to post some new fics/scenarios. Adulting hit me so hard. But anyways, be assured that I never forget y’all. To be honest, I missed y’all. I am here. Just trolling most of the time. Anyways, here is a birthday short story. Hope y’all like it. <3

Keep in mind that English is not my native language so there might be some spelling and grammar error. Sorry for my lack of talent and I promise to work hard on this. Thank you and please enjoy. Any feedback is well loved. <3

[masterlist]

"So, is he coming?" one of your friends asked.

You smiled. It's your birthday party. Who's boyfriend on the right mind will not be in his girlfriends birthday party?

"Maybe? Not sure. He said he's finishing some editing for his pending projects." you said shrugging. Not sure if your face didn't show how bitter you feel.

"Well, he better show up. It's your freaking birthday."

"Yea. Even though it's work, you're his woman. We understand that he doesn't like chitchats with many people but at least his presence is needed here."

You did not answer. How can you? They are right. You're in a relationship with him for almost two years and many of them really didn't get a chance to know him really. Every time your friends set up a group date, he's locked up at his studio, ending up you being the plus one of the group.

You can't blame them having their doughts about your relationship with Christian.

You busied yourself assisting your friends. You tried your best to not look up your phone and the time. The time that past by and still Christian hasn't shown up and failed to even text or give you a call.

"I think he's not coming, huh?" Jessi stated. You shrugged. "Then if that's the case, why don't we stay over - drink and make our selves drunk like the good old days."

"Yea! Yea! It's been a while we gather like this. It's rare so let's make for it." Hoody agreed.

You automatically looked at Jessi's boyfriend and Hoody's "friend".

"Are you sure that it's fine?" you voiced out while looking at the two guys.

"Of course!" all of them said.

"Alright. Let's wait for the others to leave then." you smiled.

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Most of your other friends headed out. They kissed their good bye's and greet you for the last time. You thanked them. Some of them mentioned their dismay not meeting "The Christian Yu", your so-called boyfriend.

You apologized and said he's busy with work.

"Okay, guys! ITS TIME TO GET WASTED!" Jessi announced and you can't help but laugh.

"Oops! I think we don't have enough booze," you said while looking at your fridge.

"Don't worry. I called Gray-Oppa to bring us some." Hoody said while waving her hand as if it was nothing. As if you and Gray wasn't your ex-boyfriend.

20 minutes later, your doorbell rang.

"Hey! Happy birthday, sexy lady." Gray said as he kissed you on your cheeks. He smiled as he raised the plastic bag containing beer cans.

You moved aside for him to walk inside. While he removed his shoes he said, "I hope you don't mind me coming, I heard he's not here." he meant Christian.

"Of course not. I'm glad you could make it."

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"5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1! Happy Birthday (Y/N)"

Everyone make a circle, you in a middle and hugged and kissed you. You never felt so happy. Nothing beats being surrounded by genuine people on your special day.

Hours passed and most of Y'all are drunk. Jessi and his boyfriend already find their way to my spare room.

"I think I have to get going." Hoody's "friend", said while gathering his things.

"Awww." You said. You know you're already at your limit because if you are in your right mind, you're not someone who's making cute sounds or more likely flirty like your body's doing right now.

"I have things to tend to before lunch later. And if I stay, I'm not sure if I can get up early to be there," he said apologetically.

"Hoody..." you said as you tried waking her up. But it's no good, she's already drooling at your couch.

"Okay man. I'll lead you out." Gray stand up - barely. He's at his limit as well. You know it since he keeps laughing even theirs no one's saying any jokes.

"Bye. Thank you for coming!" you manage to shout while you let yourself fall on the floor, making your one arm as a pillow.

You can feel the footstep getting closer on where you at. It stopped. You heard a sighed.

"(Y/N)... get up. Let's call it a day. You'll catch a cold if you lay there for too long." Gray said.

"No. One more round!" You immediately sit up that you almost bump at Gray's head.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

You looked at your phone. It's almost 3 am and the last message you received from your boyfriend was already 24hours ago. No missed call. No midnight greeting. Not even a single text!

"I'm fucking sure. Now, open that can would you."

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In just 4 cans, you are already laughing with Gray, like true drunks. There's even a time that Hoody throw a pillow at you because you're being too loud.

After that, Gray come closer at you and whisper something about Hoody and her so-called friend. But you didn't understand any of it because all you can focus with is how you felt when his breath landed on your ear. There is even a moment that his lips touch the tip of your ear.

When he is done and looking at you - no idea what's running in your mind. He is waiting for a reaction from you about what he just said.

You just laugh, then he looked away and you grab your phone. You text Christian. After making sure it was sent. You turned it off. You set it aside.

You looked at the man in front of you. He starts talking about something happened at his latest project. He stopped when you suddenly try standing up but failed to do it alone, so he immediately holds you to support you or rather support each of you since he barely manages to stand up as well.

The way he wraps his arms around you is more off hugging you than supporting you to stand. You felt warn all over your body.

"I'm sorry. I think I'm tired, we should go to bed." You tried to stand still. You turned to face him. You saw how red his face. Maybe it's because he's drunk. He looked at you as if memorizing every bit of your face.

You lean closer to give him a peck on his cheek to say good night. But your lips landed to his lips. It shocked the hell out of you, but you hide it inside and act as if it was nothing.

You felt his lips were about to move, so you panicked and move away from him. But before you can completely enter your room, he caught your left arm. He made you face him.

"What?" You asked.

"What? I'm the one who should ask that." He said while his other hand touches his lips. "Earlier, when your texting someone. It was for Christian, right?" You nod. "Don't tell me you just broke up with him through text? Isn't it a bit cruel?"

"Then I won't tell you." You can't help but felt embarrassed because you know that he was right. It seems that alcohol is slowly leaving your body. "Aish! I'm going to bed."

You tried pulling you arm that he was holding but Gray pulled you even closer making you bump to his chest. You looked up to see his face.

"Not unless I said so." He said then lean down to kiss you. "Cause, tonight you are mine."

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moonlight (au!)

artist: ashisland

genre/s: sad fluff

warning/s: a little mafia situation, hints of violence and cheating.

summary: you had seen your boyfriend cheating on you and ash is there to comfort you, making you question if your boyfriend really was the one.

'dream...i MUST be dreaming...this isnt real...he-'

but the ache in your chest was telling you it wasnt a dream, that the scene before you was indeed a reality that you always wished you hadnt come to, but those devilish eyes filled without remorse and lust was what hit the hardest. as he kissed up all on her, he kept his eyes locked onto yours, as if he wanted you to watch him tear you from the inside, as if he wasnt already tearing you from the inside. as the girl arched her back, satisfied, he then started groping her. feeling nauseous, you finally found the courage to break from the torturous scene, running to your car and speeding off.

seeing this, he stood up and pulled the adulterous couple apart, he had not let that disgusting man speak and started punching him, ordering the guards around to bring him to the back room, promising that he would be back to deal with the situation. he then ran out of the place in search for you, seeing the bouncer he enquired about where you had gone.

"young mistress drove away in her car -"

before even completing his sentence, ash quickly thanked him and got into his own car, speeding to the same direction you had gone. after a good five minutes, he had arrived at the car park of the hiking trail. he had took notice of your car and quickly rushed to you, in case you were going to do something foolish. racing up the trail as fast as his legs could carry him, jumping over small rocks and nearly tripping over a log, he ran the last steps, finally reaching the viewing spot and frantically started looking around for you, calling out your name. as he turned a corner, he heard the most heart aching cries he has ever heard.

sitting on the bench just right around the corner was the love of his life crying away at a guy who didnt deserve her.

"y/n?"

hearing your name, you looked at the owner of the voice and cried even harder. ash immediately ran to you and scooped you in his arms, cuddling you close to him, embraced in his warmth, you started crying harder, upset at yourself that you had gone down the wrong path, blinded by the man who treated you like nothing. whistle, you let the man who treated you like everything seat back and watch with pain.

"im sorry ash, it was my fault."

now, the two of you were silently looking at the crashing waters from where you were seated, his arms still wrapped around you and your eyes finally dried of tears. you looked up at him and stuffed your face into his neck. to you, this small gesture was something soft and apologetic, something on you showed in private. however, for ash, it was a different story, this small gesture made his heart beat a thousand miles per hour, made the butterflies in his stomach flutter harder, his heart became full. looking up at him, you noticed how beautiful he looked under the light of the moon.

this made ash look at you, his heart pounded harder than before as he stared into your starry brown eyes, how even after bawling your eyes out, you still looked beautiful, out of nowhere, his confidence grew. bring your face closer, he leaned into you and placed a small kiss on your lips. after a few secnds of you not responding, he had pulled away and was about to apologise. but, the next thing he knew was those warm lips he had craved for to be kissing him back. he blushed and brought you closer, afraid this moment wasnt going to last.

however, it lasted till death did you part.

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Trapped

Who: Boo

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Hii! Happy Christmas/Holidays everyone! I bring you a new Bloo one today because yes, I’m obssesed with this guy here. I don’t know how I came up with this idea, but here it is, some fluffly angsty af scenario. Hope you like it and, as always, sorry for any mistake I made. Love you all <3.

Your phone screen lighted up. You had received a message. It was 4 AM and you were at home. As always, your sleeping habits were strange, and you used to stay awake until really late. You picked your phone distracted, as you kept your eyes on the TV. “Shall we see each other?” That message didn’t surprise you at all. You used to receive the same exact message twice or three nights a week. You honestly didn’t feel to see him that night. However, you simply answered with a “yeah”. 15 minutes later, he knocked on your door. You turned the TV off and opened the door. You saw him right there, with his smile that could melt ice and a smell of smoke and alcohol. He didn’t even say hi. His arms suddenly wrapped you, and almost without noticing when happened, his tongue was playing with yours. Still holding you, he managed to close your door with his leg and guide you to your room. He knew the way perfectly, even without any light. Seconds later, he pushed you softly, and you fell on your bed. "You look really sexy in your pajamas, did you know?" "I know, you say that quite a lot." He wasn’t able to see much of you, a half moon being the only thing illuminating your room… But he knew. He knew everything about your pajamas, your body, your face… He knew exactly what gesture would you do. He knew what to do to make you moan or scream as he pleased and whenever he pleased. You smiled, your mood totally changed.

You opened your eyes, slowly. The sun entered your room, illuminating everything, especially him. Daniel was totally asleep, a peaceful expression on his face. You touched his moon tattoo, half distracted with your thinking. Yes, he knew everything physical about you. However, he didn’t know what were your favourite food, colour or movie. He didn’t care about those things. At first, you didn’t care, either. You both had met at a party. Mkit Rain had had a concert that night in a club, and they were celebrating after it. You had attended the show, as you were a fan of them. However, you could have never imagined what would happen. Almost without realising, you were on your way home, with your rapper crush. You hadn’t expected much… Just one-night stand. You gave him your phone number and it would have ended there… If it wasn’t for that night that you happened to be still awake at almost 5 AM, and he texted you. Then that weird situation started to become a routine. He texting you drunk late at night. You not being able to say no because you are trapped. Him coming. You waking up before him and either going to work or pretending to be asleep when he woke up. You looked at him, confused as always. You didn’t want to be his fuck girl, but somehow you couldn’t say no to him. It was as if he had some kind of aura that attracted you and trapped you, not letting you escape nevermore. He moved slighty. You closed your eyes and turned your back fast. Then you waited, as usual. Soon after that, he woke up. You heard as he got up and got dressed, in complete silence. In a couple of minutes, he would be gone, and you could get back to your normal life. Everything as usual. However, that time something different happened. You heard him approaching your side of the bed. You heard him kneel. You almost got nervous, not knowing was he was going to do, but you managed to control yourself. Then you felt a soft kiss on your forehead. Seconds later you heard your door closing. The smell of smoke stayed there for a bit, reminding you that he wasn’t a dream. That kiss was something new.

3 AM "Shall we see each other?" "Don’t feel like it" "Why?" "Tired. Going to sleep" "Ok" You looked at your phone. You were tired, but mentally. "Sleep well" "Ty" You had come to a really difficult decision. You would never be able to separate from him if you kept seeing him everywhere. You deserved better, no matter how good he made you feel, how his smile made your heart flutter, how he made you react when he touched you. No. You definitely deserved something else. That was why you rejected him the next couple of days. It was really difficult, he had never text you for so many consecutive days. It made you have hopes and you definitely couldn’t. You had stopped listening to his songs, you had unfollowed him on every social media, you deleted some pics of him you had on your phone. You did everything you had to, but block him on kakao. You didn’t know if it was because you didn’t want to totally lose him or because you were expecting his reaction: either start ignoring you or asking for an explanation. And still, when he texted you at 6 PM… It didn’t put your heart at ease, it made you totally angry. "If you don’t want to see me anymore you can just say it" Well, he could text an afternoon to reprimand you for your behaviour but not for a simple "hi" or "let’s have a coffee" like fucking normal people do. "Okay, don’t want to see you anymore" "Why? Don’t feel like it?" "Yeah, don’t feel like it" Idiot. "And there isn’t any good reason? Are u simply tired of how do I fuck?" Ok, that was enough. You exploded. "Yes, I’m tired. I’m tired of being you fuck girl" "You’re not" Oh, really? "Then why do you just call at night, when you are drunk after partying and haven’t got any other girl? You can tell where do I have every mole on my skin and recognise every pajamas I own, but you can’t say my favourite colour, food or movie. Jesus. Would u even remember my name if it wasn’t because you have my contact saved on your phone? Yes. I’m tired."

5 minutes, 10 minutes. No answer.

Really, fucking idiot. "Don’t talk to me anymore, don’t come here ever again." Read. No answer.

You spent the next half an hour crying, sitting on your couch. It was over, it was finally over. You had tell him everything about how you felt, and he hadn’t even answered. He didn’t deserve you. You knew. And still… Why did it feel so empty?

Someone knocked on your door. Your heart started racing as crazy. You didn’t had to open to know who was it, you knew it perfectly. "I told you not to come here ever again. Go away." "Please open the door, let’s talk." "I’m surprised you remembered my address without being drunk, or are you drunk right now?"

Yes, you wanted to hurt him, hurt him as much as you could.

"Your favourite colour/ your favourite movie/ and your favourite food."

"What?" It  couldn’t be. "Those are your favourite colour, movie and food. And I know more about you, open the door, please." "Why should I?" "Please." You gave up. You opened the door and he came in, closing it behind him. You sat on your couch, far from him, not inviting him to do so. "Don’t cry… Please." "Stop asking for things. You have no right." "Y/N please." "Daniel, please." You answered exhausted. He remained silent for a minute, looking at you without tearing his eyes away from you. You didn’t looked at him, but couldn’t help but ask. "How did you know those things?" "Come on, your house, pajamas, clothes… You have a lot of merchan. You are usually watching that movie when I come over and you post on Instagram what you eat almost all the time… "Stalker." You smiled slightly, he also did. "You know? I know more things about you." "Oh, really? Like what?" "Like that I’m the only one who can ease your nightmares at night by hugging you. I know that some days, when I don’t come over, you go to work without even sleeping. I know that you hate crowded places and can’t stand idiots, that ’s why you don’t party that much. I know that you pout when you don’t like nor don’t want something, but you don't even realise… "Okay, now I look that you feel some kind of human appreciation towards me. That makes me feel a lot better." He looked at you, suspicious, but now, you were totally honest. You didn’t need to hide anything anymore. "I’m serious, but this doesn’t change the fact that I’m your fuck girl and I don’t want to be it anymore." "You are not, I told you." "I don’t believe you." "Y/N I don’t text you only when I’m drunk and after partying. And I swear I haven’t touched another girl since I met you." You looked at him. Now it was you who looked at him. You couldn't believe it. Your stupid heart started to beat strongly again. You didn’t say a word. "And you know what?" He continued. He approached you slowly, as if he feared your reaction. But he finally sat by your side. What?" "I know that my heart reacts exactly like yours, that I do know every mole on your body because I love counting them while I touch them and the sun makes your skin shine. I know every piece of clothes you have, not just pajamas because yes, I’m your fucking stalker. And I know I get drunk before coming because if I was sober, I would never dare to come here and stain you with my fucked up life. You were without words. Now the tears ran through your face again. "And fuck it, I know that today I should have let you escape from me, but I’m too selfish to lose you. So… if u still feel something for me, please, don’t lock me away." "Why?" "Because I’m trapped." "So do I."

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Omggg request are open 👏🙌 hmm could you please do a Bloo scenario where he comes over to y/n house for just a deep talk and relaxing but he ends up confessing and y/n confesses back💕💖 thank you sooo much

Deep Talk

A/N: This is my first time ever doing a request using the “Y/N” because I try to avoid it. Since it’s awkward for me to use. Hopefully you’ll enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Characters: Y/N, Bloo/Kim Hyeunwoong

Genre: Romance, Slight Angst (I guess)

You opened the door to your apartment as soon as you arrived back from the gym. It was summertime and you were determined to snap back into a new person, new body. Lately you’ve been going up to a gym up in the metro that a friend of yours had been visiting. You would drive ten miles to the workout gym, run on the treadmill, lift a few ten pound dumbbells, and return to your vacant haven covered in sweat from head to toe.

The work outs paid off. Your stomach was toned, flat, and you could see faint muscle coming in. You went up to the body-length mirror in your bathroom, and stood in front of it. Your eyes sparkled with glee at your reflection. Your head tilted to the side as you ran a hand slowly down your lean stomach, caressing the exposed tight skin. That day you opted to wear a sports bra, tight-fitting nylon capri leggings, showing off the hard work you put in.

Your reason for working out, when you’d really prefer a day to lie in bed was because of your ex. No he didn’t cheat, or he didn’t abuse you. It was just his attitude towards you. He spoke with a harsh tone when you’d ask him the simplest of questions. His hands would jerk in the air as if he was getting annoyed. Not to forget the constant eye roll. You thought while the time you were with him they were going to roll out from his head. Since he was like that; you chose to leave.

This body and the new mind you had was going to be the key to showing and telling your ex-boyfriend that, “Hey this is what you could’ve had, but you lost it.”

After admiring yourself in the mirror you went to take a shower. Your music was blasting on your phone as you took your shower. You were singing along to the lyrics of Ariana Grande “Love Me Harder” your voice straining to reach Ariana’s soprano vocal range. You suddenly stopped when you realized you couldn’t beat Ari at her own game, and laughed to yourself. Washing off the soap suds from your body, you stepped out of the shower and wrapped a bathrobe around you. Followed by a hair towel to dry off your hair.

You exited the bathroom just in time to hear an endless ding emitting from your door. Your bewildered eyes drifted over to the door. You wondered who could be at your door. You went to get your slippers, before you rushed to open it.

“Coming! Hey chill!” You shouted above the constant dinging.

You swung the door open and there stood Hyeunwoong. He looked pretty annoyed, a cigarette hanging out the corner of his lip. He was about to light it up until you snatched out the lighter that he lifted up to his mouth. Hyeunwoong’s gawked at you his eyes wide and you retorted wordlessly with a roll of your eyes alongside a scoff.

You held up the lighter in your hand, pointing it at him, “You know how I feel about your smoking and drinking Bloo. Don’t come over here if you just want to smoke.” You disliked this habit of his, drinking and smoking. You generously handed him back his lighter and let him inside.

“Just go into the living room I gotta get dressed.” You say before heading off to your bedroom.

Around a few minutes later you showed up in the den wearing a gray long sleeved hoodie, gray capri leggings, and your favorite white Fenty by Puma slides. You plopped down on the sofa, letting out an exhausted sigh then reached over to grab your round black pillow. Your body held the cushion in a fetal position as you faced Hyeunwoong. The other male sitting adjacent to you on an opposite couch.

“I love this pillow so much, and I’m so tired I could just sleep.” You say before hiding your face into the pillow.

Hyeunwoong emitted a low grunt, slouching back on the sofa, and then combing his fingers through his black hair, “What have you’ve been doing all day to make you tired?”

At this you lifted your head up from the pillow and were preparing to respond. You folded your arm behind your head and replied, “This morning I woke up early to catch the sale at Victoria’s Secret, then I had to go to the store to buy food, my sister needed a ride to a friend’s house and back. I went and took her out to eat lunch because I skipped out on breakfast. Then I took her home and went out the gym. I worked out for… was it 2 hours? 30 minutes on the mill, 15 minutes lifting, and 15 minutes checking out some hotties.” Your lips curved mischievously to a grin and you chuckled to yourself. Hyeunwoong laughed along with you. “No but seriously, I was working out then I stopped by a restaurant to pick up some food for dinner, which means this time you can’t invite Owen and the rest. I’m not cooking tonight.” You looked over to Hyeunwoong, whom had his phone in his hand but dejectedly put it down. “And then I came back home, took a shower, you came and here I am.” Your hand patted the couch beneath you.

Hyeunwoong draws out an “Ah” nodding his head to you. When you ask him about his day, he clicks his tongue and shakes his head. “Same shit again.” He swore. He took a glimpse to the right then went on to explain, “When I woke up this fucking morning,” You giggled when he started cursing. “I got a missed call from Owen and a few text messages from him. He told me that I was supposed to be at the fucking studio last night. I texted him back asking what was up. He just said some other shit and stopped texting. Afterwards uh… oh yeah. I went to get breakfast with West, T, and Harin. As soon as we’re eating at the table, West and Harin get into an argument over him saying side comments about her being a groupie. She nearly tossed food at this dude until she was told to leave by the manager. Then I got pulled over for talking on the phone while driving. So I have to pay a fine. My day has been terrible.”

Your nose crinkled and mouth twisted upon hearing Hyeunwoong’s words. It was hard to believe that Hyeunwoong would have a bad day. Not that you thought of him as some sort of extraterrestrial being, but Hyeunwoong was the least likely to experience an off day.

You murmur, “Damn sorry to hear about that.” You folded your arms over your chest and then asked, “How much is the fine?”

Hyeunwoong replies, “200. Nothing too steep. I can pay that off by tomorrow morning.”

The atmosphere in the room gets quiet as the two of you are just sending each other quick glances. You didn’t know yet, but Hyeunwoong had something to get off of his chest. It’s been hanging above his head since he stepped a foot into your door. You puckered your lips out, a habit you casually obtained and then sat up on the sofa. You tug the hem of your hoodie down.

Just as you were about to speak your phone dinged indicating a text message. You took out your phone from the hoodie’s pocket and looked at the newest text message. A frown went on your face when you realize it was your ex-boyfriend. The text message read, “Y/N listen I’m sorry. Could we give us another chance?”

Hyeunwoong noticed the sullen expression on your face and he had a guess he knew what it was. “Is it another text from that asshole?” He asked you.

You nodded your head and promptly texted your ex, “Stop texting me.” before putting your phone on silent mode and placing the device on the end table. You laid down on your couch again, a gut-wrenching sensation slowly growing in your abdomen. Your hand reached into your shirt, caressing your stomach in small circles.

After your relationship ended in spite of you telling your ex that you will never go back to him. He didn’t get the memo. He would occasionally notify you with messages. Saying that he will change, he will do better, and he wanted you back. You on the other hand didn’t want him back. You were done and over with your ex. The love you once felt for him went away as soon as you ended it off with him. It was your ex that couldn’t grasp the fact that you were shrugging him off.

“You deserve better you know.” Hyeunwoong blurts out.

Your head solemnly nodded at his comment and your lips pressed together in a firm line. Your eyes were trained on the ceiling and you failed to notice Hyeunwoong moving. The couch you were occupied shifted a little, grabbing your attention and you saw him sitting close to you. His hands positions your feet on his lap and his hand caressed your ankles.

Your lips cracked into a humorous smile when he strokes your ankles. A light chuckle came afterwards, “Why are you rubbing my feet? Weirdo.”

Hyeunwoong didn’t respond to your question; instead he ignored it and said, “Could I ask you a question Y/N?”

You nod your head to Hyeunwoong and giggled once more. “You’ve already asked one, but go on ahead.” You say teasingly and in addition you shifted on the sofa.

Your eyes read over Hyeunwoong, you observed his body language. His eyes were lowered to your feet. His hand lightly squeezing your foot and then his thumb caressed the ball on the sole of it. You were starting to think of what was going through his mind. You could feel the ambience in the room shift to a thick tension. You swallowed.

“Do you like me Y/N?”

You coughed out a brief chortle, and smiled at Hyeunwoong. “Of course I like you.”

It was then you noticed the look in his eyes change. Hyeunwoong releases your foot to turn his body to face you on the sofa. His hands took you by the hips to sit you over his lap and hug you to his body. You were startled when he did that sudden action. His head gingerly laid over your chest and you could do nothing but just sit there – tense and curious. Why was he acting so weird today? What was making him act like this?

Hyeunwoong’s gravelly voice droned, “That’s not what I mean.” There was a short-lived pause and he continued, “I like you more than just a friend Y/N.” He lifted his head from your chest.

Those words he said to you were short yet they had your heart pounding. You now had questions to ask Hyeunwoong. When did he started liking you? Was it just a trick for you to fall for him? And more. Although the most important question you wanted to ask him was:

“Are you sure you like me Hyeunwoong? And if you are, then I want for you to tell me why.”

“I’m sure,” he assured. “Y/N I’ve liked you for a long time now. You’ve been the only female in my life that I can literally sit down with and have a conversation without ending up in your bed. Even while you were with that asshole Y/BF/N, I still felt these feelings for you.” Hyeunwoong grasps your hand, “I never wanted to tell you about it after you broke up with him because I wanted for you to be emotionally ready for another relationship. Y/N you make me happy just by being here. You make me wanna put down the bottle and the cigarettes.”

“We both know that won’t happen,” You interjected playfully.

“It might if you just stay with me and be my girl.” Hyeunwoong declared.

You sat there on his lap biting your bottom lip. You and Hyeunwoong had been friends for a while. Nothing more than that, but now… he wanted to be yours. You were over your relationship with your ex-boyfriend. You no longer had feelings for him. However you weren’t particularly searching for a man at the moment. You wanted to focus your attention on other things such as your job, your exercising, and social life. You were trying to steer away as far from the romantic scene as much as possible. But then again… it just wasn’t in your character to leave someone heartbroken. Especially someone as emotionally critical as Hyeunwoong. You knew how he could be with rejection and you could imagine him reacting to your rejection of his proposal.

Hyeunwoong’s grip tightened your hand removing you out from your thoughts. You looked at his hopeful eyes and then you beamed. “I’ll be your girl Bloo.” You told him. He smooched your cheek sloppily to which you laughed at.

“So now that you’re my girl, why don’t I take you out on a date then?” Hyeunwoong suggested. The two of you stood to your feet, and you swung your conjoined hands together. You shrugged your shoulders, “Why not? But… the date better not be at some bar.” You pointed your finger at him.

Hyeunwoong sucked his teeth and groaned, “It wasn’t going to be at one dummy.” He poked your forehead.

You complained about the jab though it went away when you smiled up at him. You nudged your arm against his, “Let me go change into something else really quick okay?”

He nodded his head, “I’ll be waiting down here then for you.”

You departed to your bedroom to change clothes. It was then that Hyeunwoong felt everything was right now.

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Charity (Jay Park Smut)

Requested

Admin: Nari

POV: First (male x female)

Genre: Smut (16+ material)

A/N: I had asked for some information on what the requester was wanting, but absolutely no one helped. So here it is. No one is allowed to complain.

It was as hot as ever outside, but I couldn’t just go inside and enjoy air conditioning so instead I drank bottles upon bottles of ice-cold water. Beads of sweat rolled down my neck and face and I decided to pull my hair up in a ponytail. I envied Jay because he was a man with short hair and he could take off his shirt- people would drool over him meanwhile it would be obscene if I were to do it.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when his hands came to rest on my hips from behind. “You jackass, you scared me,” I hissed.

“I’m sorry, but we have a problem,” he whispered into my ear and pushed his lower half into my ass, revealing that he was getting an erection.

“Wow, I didn’t know that you were this dedicated to charity. I’ll remember to keep you from giving out food at homeless shelters,” I remarked.

“Oh, shut up. That’s not it at all.” He grabbed my wrist and we ducked into a nearby building, and he continued to push my into a bathroom and locked the door behind us. “Please just help. That’s all I’m asking. You’re my girlfriend, so it’s not like people will look down on you.”

“Jay, we’re at a charity event. We’re supposed to be doing charity work. It doesn’t mean charity for your dick. Take care of yourself.”

“Please, I don’t want to take care of myself.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t have amazing tits to suck on, an ass to touch, and I don’t moan and whimper when being fucked. Baby, I need you.”

“Fuck you, now I’m horny.” I shoved him against the wall and we hungrily undressed each other, paying little attention to any ripping noises. His hands cupped my ass and lifted me onto the sink. He caught my lips in a hungry kiss that devoured all of my sense. His lips were so soft and plush, I could kiss him forever. He pulled away from my lips and trailed kisses down my neck and to my cleavage.

The tip of his cock pressed against my cunt, making me heat up even more. I grabbed his cock and started pumping him- starting out slow and gradually picking up the pace. He kissed across my chest and started sucking on my right nipple. I moaned and arched my chest forward. One of his middle fingers crept down to my cunt, swiped up some of my juices, and began gliding against my clit.

I hissed from the sudden pleasure and tugged at his hair with my free hand. He rubbed faster and I slightly tightened my grip on his throbbing cock. Within seconds, he was close to his climax and pulled my hand away from him, pinning both of them against the mirror behind me. He thrusted into me, not being gentle at all with it, and I gasped. I squirmed beneath him and grinded my hips against his, desperately wanting more friction.

He rapidly thrusted in and out of me, getting closer and closer to the spot I most wanted to be pounded. “Come on, baby... Just a little bit deeper,” I breathed out. Wanting to grab onto something, I tried to pull my wrists out of his hands but only accomplished getting his grip tighter. He thrusted deeper and harder, finally pounding into that special spot. I almost screamed, but harshly bit onto my lower lip to keep from giving away exactly what we were doing.

He switched to my other nipple and sucked and lightly bit at it every so often. “Fuck, Jay,” I breathlessly gasped out. The faucet to the sink started to dig into my back, causing it to ache. His free hand massaged my other breast and I slipped into a moaning mess. We both forgot about trying to remain silent and were in our own little world confined by the walls of a bathroom.

My vision became hazy as my orgasm hit and I moaned out his name. He pulled out and I got on my knees, looking up at him and wanting to taste his sweet release. He jerked himself off and his warm load spilled into my mouth. “That’s it, swallow, baby girl.” I gladly swallowed and he pulled me up to my feet, planting a haste kiss on my lips.

We cleaned up and redressed, trying to make it look like we hadn’t just fucked in a stranger’s bathroom. “What caused you to be horny in the first place?”

He became a little shy when he answered, “I, uh, may or may not be conditioned to... think you’re going to give me a blowjob when you’re putting your hair in a ponytail.”

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