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romrombot · 2 years

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My Heartstrings: Seola

* kim hyunjung x fem! - fluff scenario

“ can you write a scenario where seola is a songwriter who is struggling to write a song and visits a café to get some inspiration. amazed by the barista’s beauty (reader), she visits the café often and also suddenly having lyrics flood her head. after some time, she asks for the reader’s number in hopes of having to tell her about the song that she wrote. thank you so much :D “

a/n: my first scenario! sorry it took so long, but i hope you still enjoy! thank you for requesting :) [GIF NOT MINE]

“Hey, the water dispenser broke- whoa what happened here.” Eunseo gasped as she saw the mess that flooded her friend’s studio. “This stupid album happened.” She could hear Seola mutter out from her position.

Hands on her face as she sighed out, she chuckled to herself as she realized what Eunseo had informed her. “The water dispenser broke down?” She repeated, her expression almost scaring the grey haired girl that was leaning on her studio’s doorframe. “Yeah, uh, one of the janitor’s said it broke this morning.”

Kim Seola could feel her sanity slowly fading as the minutes ticked by. How could the water dispenser break at such a bad time.

“Uh here why don’t I bring you to that one coffee shop Soobin and I passed by the other day,” Eunseo suggested. To be honest, she was more concerned about what Seola could do to her seeing as her coffee seemed like a life and death situation. “It’s fine, I’ll just go home.” Seola mumbled out, her face now back on the palms of her hands. “No, come on, get yourself up. You look like you haven’t eaten anything.” The grey haired girl pushed as she walked towards her friend and turned her chair around.

There were crumpled up pieces of paper on the floor, various pens and pencils and tons of post its everywhere. Eunseo helped the girl clean the room up, reading a few of the things that were on the post its and chuckling as she realized they were unfinished lyric ideas. “You’ve been struggling, huh.” She joked as she threw the last piece of paper in the bin.

“I’ve been writing since last week and the only thing I’ve got is a half finished song, please I think I should just quit.” Seola replied. Of course, these were just jokes. She could never quit her job, and even if she quit writing songs and producing professionally, she could never not write. It made her happy, no matter how stressful the process was.

“Mhmm, then let’s get going our genuis song writer, you have been lucky enough to be treated out for dinner by the infamous Son Eunseo.”

The walk to the cafe was short, stepping out of the company building, they took a turn to another road and kept on walking until they saw a well lit building, it’s name in an icy white as it contrasted well behind the metallic grey color of the cafe. It was modern themed from the inside out.

“What do you wanna eat?” Eunseo asked as she set her bag down on her chair and stood up. “Uh, anything really. I just want an iced americano.” The girl replied back, her eyes looking around at the people that were in the room. As Eunseo walked towards the front desk to order, the black haired girl slipped her laptop out and placed it on the table. Turning the device on, she sighed out. She only had a couple of weeks left until she needed to present her work in a meeting with her company. Along with the song she was working on, she had to revise a few blue prints for a music set she was an assistant director for. She definitely underestimated the work she had to complete when it was first suggested to her.

“Mhmm.” She hummed out, reading the lyrics she had written down from the morning. Her fingers typed slowly, her mind playing with her surroundings, creating an imaginary music video in her head. As she did so, she slowly could picture what she wanted to write about. “I ordered you a sandwich and got us a cake. The worker said it was their best seller.” Eunseo informed the girl as she sat down on her seat and placed a pager down in front of her. Seola nodded at this and thanked the girl. The grey haired girl muttered out a small “no problem” before she pulled her phone out and started scrolling through her social media. This was refreshing, Seola needed this.

13 minutes after they had ordered, the pager lit up and started vibrating. As Eunseo was in the bathroom doing her business, Seola took the device and stood up from her seat. She quickly stretched her back before walking towards the cafe’s counter to receive their order. The black haired girl cleared her throat as she stopped for a few seconds to stand a good distance between the person who was struggling not to spill their order in front of the coffee bar. She waited patiently and smiled at the young customer as their eyes met before they turned around to walk to their own table.

“Hello, here’s your order.” The barista told the girl, her voice loud enough to subdue the noises in the background. Seola’s breath hitched in her throat. For a second or two she couldn’t feel her senses. There was an angel in front of her.

“Ma’am?” The barista called out to the girl. Y/n was confused, her first thought suggesting that the customer couldn’t hear her, so she called for them again. “Here’s your order, uhh, is there anything else you wanted?”

But Seola was star struck. She was glued to the ground, her face still plastered a shocked expression as she stared at the barista in front of her. Thank the universe everybody else was in their own little worlds as they drank their coffees, if they had all turned their heads, they would’ve seen a drama scene taking place at 10 in the evening in Cosmic Cafe.

How romantic was it, the way the pager was beeping and vibrating felt like Seola had ripped her heart out for the girl in front of her. But as perfect as it sounded, she was brought back to reality by Eunseo. “I’m so sorry about her, I think she was just looking through the menu. I told her to get us another drink before I went to the bathroom, so uh can we add a mango shake with this.” The grey haired girl ranted out completely embarrassed. Y/n nodded at her, still confused, but took her order nonetheless. “I’ll just bring it to you once it’s done.” She informed the two as she gave Eunseo a table number to hold on to. The now stressed out girl thanked her and gave the worker a tight lipped smile. “No worries.”

“What the fuck was that, Kim Seola!” Eunseo yelled through a whisper as they finally sat down with their order. “I-” “Do you know how stupid you looked! The only thing left to master your little pervert act was drool dripping down from your mouth!” The girl scolded. Both of their faces were a tomato red at this point.

“Hey, I’m no pervert...” The song writer pouted out. “You looked like one, you dummy.”

As the two ate their meals, Seola couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was being watched. She knew it was from the barista she had practically made uncomfortable a couple of minutes ago. “You couldn’t have made it more obvious.” Eunseo sighed out, her eyes on her friend. “Huh?” The black haired girl asked taken aback.

“She is pretty.” And as if on cue, Y/n was at a short distance from their table. Who was she to lie, the barista was beautiful. Quiet but determined, you could see she was a veteran at this place. She stood at an average height, strands of hair would dance on her face as she moved, she held this warm smile on her face at all times, anybody could fall from the first talk.

"Here's your mango shake, is there anything else I could get you?" Y/n asked as she placed the tray down softly on the table and took the mango shake off it. "No that's al-" "Your number." Seola suddenly blurted out. Eunseo's eyes almost popped out her face, she could feel her face warming up. What the actual fuck, Kim Seola.

The grey haired girl glared at her friend, giving her a look to tell her to stop whatever else she was going to say. "She's joking." She butted in, trying to fix the now tense and awkward atmosphere. The duo laughed out loud, obviously embarrassed. But this caused Y/n to laugh as well. Seola swore she could see the heaven’s gates open up for her.

There was a red tint on Y/n's face as she walked away to continue with her work. ‘How cute’ she thought, giggling softly as she replayed how the black haired girl apologized to her.

“Ya, I think I’ve fallen in love.”

For the next few days it felt like Seola was on a roll. She had finished the track she was working on, she had completed her tasks as an assistant director for that one music video she was assigned to, she’s even created a setlist for the amount of songs she’s managed to finish. This was all thanks to Y/n, the barista who made her fall in love from first sight. The black haired girl couldn’t help but take more looks and more inspiration from the worker, so she spent some of her hours from the past 3 weeks just sat on a table at Cosmic’s. There, she would order anything Y/n would recommend, and as she consumed her order, it seemed like more ideas would pop in her head. She had nobody else to thank but Y/n, well maybe Eunseo, but it was best not to bother the singer since she was still mad about the whole mango shake incident.

So there she was, back at Cosmic cafe.

She was even more nervous this time than previous times she’d gone there. ‘11:11‘ her watch read, there was only a few minutes left until the cafe had to close. “Hey, I know we had a very awkward first meet, but I wanted to ask for your number- no no. Uhhh, hi, my name is Kim Seola, I was wondering if I could get your number,” She smiled, looking at the imaginary version of Y/n she had created in front of her. “Fuck.”

The more Seola rehearsed her words, the more nervous she got. It was no help either that she was slowly losing time.

“- you actually inspired me to finish a song I had to present to a big company, thanks to you I got a lot of compliments and they said they’d buy it from me... what am I doing.” The girl huffed out stressed. She had 10 minutes left until she was going to get told to exit the cafe, and there she was, still rehearsing what she wanted to say. Her leg couldn’t help but bounce as she took deep breaths in to calm herself down. “How can I even show her the song if I can't even talk to her like this.” She thought, her determination slowly depleting.

Good thing Y/n had heard her little practice scenes perfectly. The whole time Seola was focused on the imaginary version of the barista in front of her, Y/n was behind the girl, cleaning the tables up from previous customers. The moment Seola started rambling to the air, she had been listening intently and giggling to herself.

As this went on until the last 4 minutes before closing time, Y/n had cleaned all the tables up and gone back to her station. There, she had prepared a slice of cake- the same one Seola had been ordering since she first recommended it to her. She gently placed the slice inside a small carton box and wrote her number on one of the flaps. She could feel her heartbeat in her ears, how could she not have fallen for the song writer as well.

In the same time frame, Seola had gained back enough courage to bring herself to her feet and walk towards where she saw Y/n was. She fumbled with the sleeves of her blazer, her hands subconsciously fixing her clothes as well as her hair. "Oh h-hi." Y/n stuttered out surprised. "H-hey." Seola managed to spit out. There was a second of silence before the two chuckled at each other with pink on their cheeks. "Uh did you want anything? I could take your order still." The girl asked, her hands slowly pushing the cake box behind the register where Seola couldn't see it.

"Ah no, I actually uh wanted to ask you something," The black haired girl trailed off. They were both shaking as they conversed, knowing what was about to come, Y/n couldn't help but push it a bit longer. She wasn't ready just yet.

"I mean, I get to leave in about 10 minutes, if you don't mind y'know waiting..." "Oh yeah sure, no problem! I'll just wait outside."

It was beautiful outside Cosmic. The breeze was chilly, there was a trail of a coffee scent in the air from the cafe, and stars plastered themselves on the dark night sky. “It’s now or never, Kim Seola.” The black haired girl told herself.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Y/n apologized as she finally stepped out of Cosmic. "It's no problem, don't worry." Seola chuckled out at her. As Y/n fixed her jacket and the things in her bag, Seola took a breath in and licked her lips.

"Look, I know this is gonna sound weird, I mean I'm just a customer y'know so I'd get why you would think that. And ah gosh, when we first met I literally stood there in front of you just staring, I'm really sorry I know you felt uncomfortable which is why you probably feel bad and that's the reason why you've been so nice to me and stuff. I'm not trying to be weird either for eating at the cafe like 5 times a week or something, I really just wanted to see you and I think it's so cute that you recommend me different things when I enter every time and-" "Seola, I like you."

"W-what?" The song writer choked out in shock. "I like you too, Seola." Y/n repeated, her fingers fumbling with the zipper of her jacket.

The two girls stood there in silence, the only noise in the air from the cars passing by and the strangers that were walking to get home.

"I- How'd you know I liked you?" She spoke, Y/n’s previous words still not hitting her. "I heard you when you were doing your little rehearsal thing." The barista answered, now feeling shy. Somehow confessing to her made her feel like she was in the wrong.

"I-I'm so sorry about that." Kim Seola mumbled out embarrassed. How could she turn herself in. But it was cute. Y/n thought what was slowly unveiling in front of her was cute. It was only now that she had realized how scared the girl actually was to confess to her. "It's fine, please. I wouldn't have suggested to meet out with you if it wasn't." She assured the woman, giving her a warm smile. Seola looked up at the girl, a grin slowly making its way to her face. She couldn’t help it, she had now absolutely fallen for Y/n.

"Ah shit, I need to leave now, I've got a bus to catch." The barista felt bad as she had to break their little romantic display so soon. She shuffled on her feet and quickly gave Seola the cake box she had in her hand. "Oh okay sure, be careful!" The song writer bid as she took the gift confused. "Thank you, Seola-ssi." Y/n exclaimed flattered. She flashed Seola one last tender smile, before waving her hand. "W-wait! I never got your number!"

"Don't worry, I gave it to you!" Y/n yelled back at her, cracking up at the way they were communicating. She gazed back at Seola for a second before giggling at herself and running away.

There was a puzzled look on Kim Seola’s face as she watched Y/n’s figure slowly turn into nothing. Thinking about it again, she had an epiphany. “You’re too smart, Y/n.” Seola praised as she opened the box the barista had given her. The musician couldn’t help but laugh. Her heart was full.

"Today's recommendation: Kim Y/n~ 02252016000″

“P.s. come by Cosmic if you ever want more <3″

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iznsfw · 3 years

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Field Trip

WJSN's Kim Hyunjung (Seola) x Male Reader Smut

I don't necessarily keep up with Seola nor WJSN, but this photo of her got me writing a really short quickie. Enjoy.

"W-We have to be quiet. We might get caught."

Seola stutters this out as the students start to pile inside the school bus, excited chattering and laughing filling the inside of the vehicle. Because of the excitement that sifts through the atmosphere, the students are too distracted to even notice you beneath the yellow duck blanket, hands tight around Seola's quivering milky thighs as your mouth licks and tastes her core thoroughly, your tongue thrusting inside her wetness and sucking her clit.

You pause your ministrations for a moment to give Seola a mischievous smile. "Isn't that what you want?" you ask her, giving her throbbing clit a good lick. The action provokes a shuddering gasp from her, and so you keep your eyes on her red pleasured face as you gather her wetness from her slit and flick it on her sensitive nub.

"Besides," you continue, "it will only be your fault if we get caught. You're always so noisy."

Seola shakes her head. "N-No, I'm—fuck"—her eyes shut tightly as her hips buck into the air to meet your tongue—"not."

You smirk into her folds at the obvious lie. You know she loves this as much as you do, no matter how much she denies it. You know very well how wet it makes her when she thinks of the risk it is to have sex in public, and how just the thought of being caught could make her cum without being touched.

So you continue caressing her smooth thighs that are propped onto your shoulders, and fucking your skilled tongue deep inside her, tongue tasting her abundant wetness and nudging her velvety walls.

She whimpers ever-so-softly, fucking herself onto your tongue. She shifts in her seat as her arousal drips on her thighs and onto the bus seat. Seola gasps a little louder when you bite gently onto her pulsing clit, teasing it with the ridges of your teeth before giving it an open-mouthed kiss.

Her erect nipples are sure to be seen protruding in her school uniform top despite the bra and sleeveless shirt she wears beneath it. She tries not to palm one in her hand and instead leans her head on the headrest of the seat, attempting to keep her noises of pleasure at a subtle minimum.

Keep licking and sucking her diligently. You thrust your tongue up into her to nudge and rub her sensitive spots, earning a shuddering gasp from her. Her thighs quickly become snug earmuffs squeezing your head when you swirl your wet tongue around her clit just the way she likes, obscene wet noises sure to be heard by keen ears.

"FFFuck…"

"Oh, hi, Hyunjung! Didn't know you were here! Long time no see!"

You could already see Seola's fearful face. Smirk as you fuck your tongue into her more roughly, sweet nectar spilling onto your tongue and down your chin.

You know she's close by the way her thighs wrap tighter around your neck. But you also know that she can't cum just like that because someone has come to talk to her, and when she orgasms, oh boyy.

"H-Hi, Eunseo," she replies shakily. She pulls the blanket further up her lap. "How are you doing?"

Eunseo laughs cheerfully. "Why are your cheeks so red? It's just me! Can I sit here?"

"No!"

The panicked refusal from Seola is sure to bring some kind of alarm. And it does; Eunseo is immediately concerned, noticing rhe way she shifts too in her seat and the whimpers she lets out.

"I mean…n-no," Seola stutters, trying to compose herself properly. She whimpers when the kid kicking her seat from the back shoves her repeatedly onto your tongue. "Sorry, I've been having a rough day."

"Oh! Mind if you talk about it?"

Seola covers her face. Her gasps become concerningly loud. She bites her plump lip and tries to mask the whole thing with fake sobs. "It's just getting—harder, harder."

You know her more than anyone does, so only you can detect the disguised pleads. Basking in the musky feminine scent of her pussy, you amplify your licking.

"Is that so? In what way?"

"Ohh! Ohh! I'm close…" Seola's breath is caught in her throat. "C-Close to just—ending it all, I mean. So…close."

Nuzzle your nose on her nub and she screams, biting down on the back of her hands as she orgasms. Her sweet nectar spills onto your tongue.

Delicious.

You don't let a drop go to waste; you slurp her juices like a delicious drink, savoring the taste and the quiver of her hips as your tongue remains relentless despite the orgasm, and the higher risk of getting caught.

"Poor Hyunjung," says Eunseo sympathetically. "You must be really stressed out today, no?"

Seola just nods along to her words. "Yes."

She steals a glance at you nibbling on her clit, and she whimpers and nods again. "Yes."

You wonder what would happen if you make yourself seen.

Let's find out.

#kpop smut #seola #seola smut #wjsn smut #male reader

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closedafterdark · 3 years

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Past

Dreamcatcher Bora x Male Reader

9453 words

categories: smut, oral, anal, mommy kink, detective! sua

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“... okay oppa, thanks for letting me know.”

Senior Detective in-training Son Jooyeon ends the phone call before sighing deeply. Closing her eyes, she pinches her forehead together as she processes the information that was just received.

“What did he say?” Jooyeon opens her eyes and is met by Lieutenant Hyunjung sitting on the corner of her desk and Detective Jinsook sitting backwards on a chair.

“He was able to rendezvous with the source the Lieutenant provided him. Apparently he ran into one of the prisoners from the high profile Gangnam precinct escape. They’re looking into interviewing her neighbors.”

“So she was the person who lived in that empty apartment we went into?” Jinsook asked.

Jooyeon nodded. “I had a feeling based on this.” She held up the calling card left behind. “But thanks to oppa telling us about what he learned, we might be able to have a solid lead on the case.”

“Hopefully Mudkip’s gonna be alright. That source he asked me to contact did not sound happy to hear his name mentioned.” Hyunjung said, sipping on her bubble tea.

“Did you really have to give him that nickname?” Jinsook asked as she took the bubble tea from the lieutenant’s hand and took a sip.

“He and I are the same age after all,” Hyunjung said as she twirled a pen between her fingers. “I would rather give up bubble tea than call him oppa like the rest of you. Hyunjung hates calling people oppa.”

“That’s probably why Hyunjung is still single…” Jinsook replied, chewing on the soft pearls.

“Hyunjung is single because she wants to be! Hyunjung is not like Jiyeon or Jooyeon who open their legs up for their coworker.” Jooyeon’s eyes widened upon hearing this before her face began to redden with embarrassment.

As Lieutenant Hyunjung and Detective Jinsook began to take turns drinking bubble tea and arguing about the Lieutenant’s love life, Jooyeon stared at the computer screen. It was a series of still images from the CCTV footage of the Gangnam prison escape.

“BlackPink is the revolution…” she said to herself. “Please be safe, oppa.”

“So you’re telling me you slept with this bimbo?”

“... yes. And cut me some slack, how was I supposed to know she was a wanted criminal my precinct is after? It’s not like I go to every woman I meet and say ‘Hey, are you by any chance involved in organized crime?’ I’d probably be left in the hotel room naked and without my wallet.”

“Fair enough. Was she at least tight though?”

“Now I’m starting to remember how much of a pervert you are, Kim Bora.”

You and Detective Bora were currently en route to the apartment Jooyeon and Jinsook searched. Both of you went to the hotel you and Chaeyoung stayed at and unsurprisingly found it completely empty. The concierge informed you that she checked out twenty minutes after you left. The barren streets of Seoul at night made it a lot easier for you to drive without being pressured to increase your speed by someone behind you like during the daytime.

Arriving at the location Jooyeon told you about, Bora got out of the car and winked at you before swaying her hips as she entered the apartment complex. Sighing deeply, you followed suit.

Hearing a firm knock from the outside, a tenant opens their door to be greeted by Bora flashing her badge.

“Sorry to disturb you so late, ma’am. We just wanted to ask you a few questions about your neighbor across the hall.”

“Ah yes, Park Chaeyoung. Such a sweet girl. She kept to herself a lot but always greeted me and asked how my day was going whenever we saw each other. Is there something wrong?”

“We have reason to believe she may have gotten kidnapped.” Bora said, deciding to withhold the information from the elderly tenant.

“Oh my… Chaeyoung is a sweet girl. I don’t know why anyone would try to harm her. I’m sorry I can’t be of any help, detectives.”

“It’s okay, ma’am. Thank you for your time.” you replied.

“Oh, wait!” The two of you turned around. “Chaeyoung hasn’t been home for a few days. Normally she lets me know when she’s going to be away so I can watch her dogs. But I found it strange she didn’t tell me anything this time.”

You placed your hand under your chin, deep in thought. Bora wrote down the woman’s statement on her phone.

“Are you two a couple?” she suddenly asked, getting your attention. As you were about to say something, Bora immediately responded.

“We are, thank you for noticing! We’ve been together for almost six years now.” She said, taking her arm into yours.

“It must be nice to work with someone you love. Although I can only imagine it gets stressful thinking about them whenever you’re not together, especially in your occupation.”

“It does, but we always promise to come back to each other. Isn’t that right, honey?” Bora asked, blinking her eyes quickly as she flashes you a hauntingly sweet smile. You looked at her and the elderly woman, unsure of how to respond. You end up scratching the back of your neck before smiling back at Bora.

“Have a nice evening, detectives. Make sure to eat something filling.” the woman said as Bora dragged you away, clinging onto your arm tightly.

When the two of you reach your car, you remove Bora’s arm from yours. She gives you another mischievous smirk as you look at her, annoyed.

“Did you really have to tell her we are a couple? And what’s with the whole six years thing?”

“Calm down. It’s not like she’ll do a background check on us. And I did it just in case she’s one of Chaeyoung’s informants. You and I were friends six years ago, remember? Plus, six is one letter away from sex. The very thing I offered you many times in that same timeframe.”

It was a chilly November evening in Seoul. You were playing a video game on your phone as you sat in a parked car outside of an apartment complex. Frustrated at being unable to clear the last part of the mission, you jumped slightly when you heard a knock coming from outside your mirror. You turn your head and are greeted warmly by Kim Bora’s smile and her waving excitedly at you. Motioning her to come inside, you unlocked the passenger side door.

“Hi, Bora.” you said to her the moment she closed the door.

“I’m so excited, I haven’t been to the amusement park in forever!” Bora squealed as she squished her cheeks with her gloves before turning on the seat warmer. Shaking your head, you smiled as you reached over and put the seatbelt on Bora. Her face started to redden from your close proximity to each other, something you failed to notice. After hearing the clicking noise of the seatbelt locking, you turned on the car and headed off.

“Bora, slow down! Hey, wait for me!” You couldn’t keep up with the happy, ball of energy that was Kim Bora as she immediately ran inside the park after getting her ticket scanned. You managed to catch up to her, panting heavily and remembering just how out of shape you were. Bora stood before you in a pair of dark jeans, knee high boots, and multiple layers of clothing under a tan coat. She complimented the look with a thick scarf protecting her neck.

“Hurry! I want hot chocolate!” Bora said to you, smiling widely.

“We… should rest… a bit. About… to die.” you replied.

Bora puffed her cheeks and pouted at you, kicking your leg softly. You laughed in response and removed Bora’s scarf. Before she could protest, you wrapped it delicately, making sure she would be warm. Her cheeks reddened once more as Bora stared at you wide-eyed, looking at how intensely you were focused on making sure her scarf was worn properly. Satisfied with your work, you tapped Bora’s shoulder and walked away.

“Aren’t you coming?” You said to Bora, turning around as she noticed a considerable amount of distance between the two of you. Rubbing her cheeks once more, she quickly ran to catch up with you.

The two of you walked throughout the crowds of people, a mixture of families taking out their children and young couples in love on a date. Colorful lights and various sounds filled the path you were going through as your eyes scanned where to begin. Bora meanwhile was behind you, happily sipping on her piping hot chocolate.

“I was so close!”

The sounds of a target being hit bring your attention to your left as you see a young man disappointed, putting down the pellet gun. His girlfriend next to him is rubbing his shoulders, slightly hugging him and telling him it’s alright. You saw a stuffed teddy bear tied to the wall and realized he was planning on winning it for her. As the couple leaves, you approach the stand and pay the small fee in order to take your shot. Bora catches up to you, slightly confused.

“I thought we were going to go on the roller coaster?”

“We are. But I wanted to see if I have what it takes here first.”

You’ve never played this game before, your only experience with guns being through various video games. But you were certain this wouldn’t be too difficult. Closing your left eye, your right eye focuses on the target ahead. You pull the trigger, only to be disappointed as the ball released from the gun misses and hits the wall behind. Coughing slightly, you turned around to see Bora staring at you intently as she continued to sip on her hot chocolate. Never one to back down from a challenge, your pride got the best of you as you spent an unnecessary amount of money in order to try and win the stuffed bear for Bora. Try being the keyword as by your final chance, you managed to only hit 7 out of the 9 necessary targets. Sighing, you scratched the back of your neck as you approached Bora. She hands you her hot chocolate cup before paying the attendant. You watched as Bora grabbed a hair tie from her wrist and made a quick ponytail. She grabbed the pellet gun and mirrored your earlier actions.

Your mouth was agape as you watched Kim Bora simultaneously hit 8 targets before missing her final shot. You expected her to be sad afterwards, but she surprised you with her patented smile as she took back her cup and walked away. You bowed to the attendant before catching up to her. The two of you ended up going on the roller coaster ride along with many others.

A few hours later, you tell Bora to wait at a nearby bench as you have to quickly use the restroom. She happily hums to herself, before taking out her phone and going through the photos the two of you took together. Visibly smiling in each photo, Bora takes note of the small things you did for her throughout the evening. Buying her a hot chocolate, fixing her scarf, taking off your beanie and putting it on her. With her focus solely on her phone, she failed to notice you creep up behind her.

You tapped her shoulder, causing Bora to jump slightly. She turns around and doesn’t see anything until she is met face-to-face with a giant white teddy bear. Her eyes widened as she saw you smiling at her.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“I didn’t actually have to use the restroom.” you said.

“How did you get this? We spent so much money and the attendant told me they don’t sell the prizes.”

“What can I say? I used my patented charm to convince him.”

You handed Bora the teddy bear. She held it in her hands, her eyes beginning to well up with tears. She looks at it for a few seconds before getting up and hugging you. You pat her back, a bit surprised at her sudden action, but happy she likes the present you gave her.

“Come on, let’s get you home.”

The two of you were outside the entrance to Bora’s apartment complex, Bora tightly squeezing the teddy bear you got her. The rosy tint of her cheeks failed to hide the feelings she had the entire evening.

“Happy Birthday, Kim Bora.” you said.

“Thanks.” she replied, still blushing.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Wait!” You turned around and were met with Bora standing on her tiptoes and planting a delicate kiss on your lips.

“Do you… want to come inside for ramen?”

“How was I supposed to know ramen was codeword for sex?” you asked.

“Gee, I don’t know. Maybe because I actually dressed up to see you? Maybe because you took me out on a date for my birthday? Or is it because I gave you a kiss and told you I liked you? God, you were such a dense asshole back then. How much more obvious did I have to be?”

“Bora, I…”

“Save it. Let’s just focus on the case.”

Bora had you drive her to her apartment, the very same thing you did six years ago. The two of you have changed since then. She was no longer the shy, timid person you remembered. She was still playful, but had a much more mature aura around her. Bora was no longer doubting every decision she made. As the two of you entered her apartment, Bora tossed her bag on the dining room table before removing her coat and tossing it onto the couch.

“Make yourself at home.”

Taking a seat on the couch, you observed her apartment. It had a modest, intimate feel to the place through the use of warm colored furniture and various stuffed animals throughout. Bora made sure guests knew who lived here, with various photos of her framed and placed on the walls.

Hearing a door close, you looked up and were met with Bora sitting next to you. She wore a simple white sleeveless dress, which complimented her curvy features and highlighted her breasts well by displaying a prominent cleavage line. Her hair flowed freely down her beautiful shoulders like a dark brown chocolate fountain, her bangs styled thinly. Bora wore a white snowflake pendant on a pearl necklace that paired nicely with her dreamcatcher inspired earrings. Rounding out the look was a bright red colored lipstick that showed off her triangle shaped upper lip, something you never noticed before.

Despite her cold demeanor, Bora’s soft smile and her warm facial features made you feel welcomed into her home. You found yourself awestruck by her beauty, something you find yourself having taken for granted looking back. Bora brushes strands of hair behind her ear with one hand - a simple act that entrances you.

“So… what did you want to talk about?” you asked, clearing your throat slightly.

Bora grabs a tablet from the nearby table and hands it to you. Unlocking it, you see various case files on the screen at once. Each has a photo and brief description of the information you saw at the cafe earlier.

“They’re split into two subgroups - Black and Pink, hence their name being BlackPink. Kim Jisoo and Park Chaeyoung are the “black” subgroup. Deadly, special forces trained. They execute the plans and are not above using whatever methods it takes to get the job done, including using their bodies to seduce their targets. But I’m sure you know that since you just fucked one of them not even six hours ago. I have to give you props though, that Park Chaeyoung looks like one tight slut.”

“Focus…”

“Right. Kim Jennie and Lalisa Manoban are the “pink” subgroup. By appearance alone, you would think the subgroups should be switched. They are the masterminds of the group. Do you remember that high-profile robbery that caused every traffic light in the metropolitan area to cycle through each color every second? That was them. It was a way to create a distraction so that officers would be assigned to direct traffic as they commenced their heist.”

“Well, now we know one of them is not afraid of being caught undercover.”

“More like caught under your covers, am I right?”

“Kim Bora.”

“Okay, fine. You’re no fun.” Bora said, pouting at you.

“How’s Minji?” finally asking the question that has been on your mind for quite some time.

Bora sighed. “It wasn’t easy for her when you two broke up. She cried for days. You owe me money for the amount of ice cream and tissues I had to spend on her. It took her awhile, but she finally stopped feeling sorry for herself and ran her parent’s shop. We both got into the academy at the same time. She worked her butt off to become Captain. Me… I’m fine being a Senior Detective.”

“Bora, she was the one who broke up with me.”

“And she regretted that decision every day. It’s just… you didn’t only break up with her. You and I were best friends. I never got a text or call from you. Even putting aside my feelings for you, you were always there for me as a friend. I really needed you.”

You processed what Bora just said. The reason you were distant from her was because you didn’t want to accidentally run into Minji. To be reminded of why you weren’t good enough for her. Bora wiped the tears away from her eyes before smiling at you.

“I really missed you.”

“I missed you too, Bora.”

“Just tell me one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“Was Minji a good kisser?”

“What?”

“You heard me. Was Kim Minji a good kisser?”

Before you even had a chance to respond, Bora gives you a mischievous smirk and climbs onto your lap, her soft thighs resting comfortably on either side of your own. You felt her arms draped behind your neck as her fingers interlocked themselves together.

“You haven’t been able to keep your naughty eyes off me ever since I changed into this dress.”

“Bora, I…”

“Shh. You still haven’t answered my question. How good of a kisser was Minji?” Bora bit down on her lower lip as you feel her slowly grinding against your lap. “Was it like this?” she said, leaning down until you feel her soft lips finally press against yours.

Your mind goes blank, unable to think about anything but Bora’s lips against your own as she continues to create friction between the two of you.

“Or was it like this?” Bora said, her first kiss followed up by another. The second kiss was a bit deeper than her initial quick peck. Your eyes widened, stunned at how quickly things escalated. You felt your own lips slowly being to reciprocate. It was as if you acted on instinct, wanting to savor the taste of Bora’s sinful lips and the unhindered lust that built up inside you as you fall under a spell cast by the beautiful woman currently on your lap who confessed her feelings to you all those years ago. You haven’t had a drought from the soft touch of a woman, in fact you might have had too much these past few days, but the gaze of pure lust and sexual desire etched upon Kim Bora’s face when her lips part away from yours made you feel like you haven’t been intimate with a woman in years.

“Bora…” you whimpered, a bit frustrated at the loss of her lips against yours.

“You like the taste of my lips more, don’t you?” Bora asked as her tongue licked your lips before she moved in for another kiss. Her soft, creamy lips tasted sweet against your own. When you pulled away from her, Bora planted kisses on your jaw before reaching for your hands and placing them on her chest.

“Oh fuck…” a soft, erotic moan escaping from your lips. Bora’s breasts were perfect, each one seeming to fit perfectly in your hand. You massaged them as you have hunger in your eyes from the delicious looking sight of her cleavage line. You planted kisses on her left breast, each leaving an electric feeling on her body. Bora’s erotic moans of pleasure aroused you even more, as the both of you can feel your cock rapidly hardening underneath her crotch. Once you cover her exposed skin with saliva, you repeat the stimulation on the adjacent breast. Bora’s moans repeatedly fill your eardrums as she pushes her tits on to you, smothering your face. Her lower body is grinding against your lap once again. You caress the feeling of Bora’s soft, silky smooth thighs until your sinful hands find their way to her ass, their favorite place to be on a woman. You gently squeeze both cheeks, causing her to release a steady stream of moans before you give her ass two hard slaps, her body slightly jumping in response.

Kissing her breast tenderly, you continue to stimulate her by massaging the other before making eye contact. Both of you had lust in your eyes, wanting to satisfy each other. Bora’s lips reconnect with yours, the intensity making your head spin. Her lipstick taste was addictive, Bora smiling throughout as she sees the marks she has left on your lips and neck. As your tongues fought for control, Bora’s overpowered yours. She pulls away when she begins to run out of breath. The lust-filled smile never leaves her face as she kneels on the ground, unbuttoning your shirt and removing it off your body along with her to use as a cushion. Making quick work of your belt and pants, Bora tosses them far away from you both. She licks her lips upon seeing the noticeable bulge poking from underneath your cotton boxers. You stared down and caught Bora’s gaze, a hauntingly erotic and almost animalistic hunger in her eyes as she grabs ahold of the hemline of your boxers and pulls the very thin fabric down. Your erect cock almost slaps her in the face, the cool air providing you a sense of satisfaction as her eyes widened with excitement.

“Your cock is so nice, baby.” Bora said, her eyes feasting upon your shaft like it was the only thing that could satisfy her cravings. Wettening her lips in preparation, Bora admires your cock, grabbing the base of it before painting a long, saliva-filled stripe until she reaches your tip.

“Oh god…” you moaned as Bora’s tongue continued to drag across the underside of your shaft, lathering your length until she returned to your tip once more. She needily collects the precum leaking out of your slit, exchanging it with a generous amount of her own spit. The liquid reflects nicely against the lighting above as Bora uses her tongue to spread it across your cock, making sure you were fully covered. Seeing your cock glistening with a uniformed coat of her saliva, she begins to stroke you.

Her soft hand feels wonderful on your throbbing cock, the feeling of your length pulsing in her small hand along with the steady stream of moans being released by you motivate Bora to increase her pace. Her hand travels up and down you with ease thanks to her earlier lubrication. She gives you tightly gripped strokes until she reaches the underside of your tip, her delicate fingers tracing your slit and drawing out more precum. Your moans get louder as Bora giggles at the pleasure she is giving you.

“You like that, baby? How I stroke this hard cock of yours?”

“Bora, I do… fuck.” you managed to reply as she continued to use her hand to give you pleasure. “That feels amazing.”

“Do you want me to suck it now?” Bora asked, winking at you while licking her lips. You were unable to speak from the pleasure, merely able to give her a weak nod in response. Bora knew she had you under her control. Any previous resolve or thoughts to fight her off were long gone as the two of you made eye contact and Bora sees you have succumbed to her lustful temptation. Normally, it would have been easy for you to resist a sinful act of seduction like the one Bora has done to you. But deep down, you wanted Bora. You wanted to make things right, make her forget about your obliviousness all those years ago. And now, as Kim Bora is on her knees between your legs, the last thing you see is a devilish smile on her face as she lowers her head and finally parts her mouth with the tip of your cock.

Bora’s lips form a tight seal around your cock, providing you with a euphoric sensation of being inside her mouth for the very first time. Bora slowly begins to bob her head up and down, her tongue dragging across the underside of your shaft as she takes the top half of your cock in and out of her warm, wet mouth. You bring one of your hands to Bora’s head, running your fingers through her dark brown locks before it rests against the back of her head. Despite having a mouth full of cock, Bora looks up at you and does her best to smile sweetly as she feels your hand following along to her bobbing motions. You feel her spit a large amount of built-up saliva inside her mouth onto your cock before using her tongue to apply it onto you.

“Fuck, Bora… that feels amazing.”

Bora spread the spit across your hard shaft, before removing her mouth and giving you another cute pout.

“Baby, I’m upset.”

“H-How come?”

“Are you only going to call me by my name?” she asked, stroking your cock while placing soft kisses on your tip. “I’m on my knees giving you an intimate act of pleasure and you keep just saying Bora.”

“Do you want me to call you Senior Detective then?”

“No, we’re not really roleplaying yet…” Bora said, pretending to think hard. She sucked on your tip lightly, yet applied a suction-like force before releasing it with a loud pop. “Oh, I know! What really turns me on is being called mommy.”

“Mommy?”

Bora nodded her head. Her sweet smile and soft, innocent features were a fierce juxtaposition to the sinful act she was currently performing on you. You would never say this out loud, but Bora looked even more beautiful with your cock in her mouth. Bora’s head bobbed up and down your shaft, earning her soft moans and cries of pleasure from you. As much as you wanted her to continue, you held onto both sides of her head and regretfully removed her from your cock. A bit disappointed, she looked up at you and saw where your attention was at.

Kim Bora distracted you with her breasts.

Out of the women you’ve been intimate with these past several days, Bora had the clear size advantage. You felt yourself almost drooling at the sight of her delicious cleavage, wanting it to be freed from her white dress. Bora straddles your lap once more and instantly feels your lips pressing against her neck, planting soft kisses on her smooth skin that elicit soft gasps from her. You move lower with your kisses, forming a trail downwards as your hands return back onto her chest and cup the one thing that has had your attention ever since you arrived. You assist her in freeing her of the silky dress.

Bora wraps her arms around your neck as she arches her back and allows you to tilt her head as well. You hold onto her wide hips for support as she reaches behind her and undoes the latch of her strapless bra - letting the undergarment fall onto the ground and giving you the perfect view of her round, full breasts.

“Taste me, baby. I know you’ve been dying to.” Bora said as she brought her chest to your face. Having an affinity for left breasts, you bring it into your mouth first. Capturing her right breast and not wanting it to be unattended, you squeezed the soft flesh, reveling in the feeling of the large mound.

“Oh, baby…” Bora said with a long moan that gradually increases in volume as you explored her chest, sucking on her hardening nipples. You make sure to give each breast adequate attention before switching, making sure each was left soaked by your saliva.

“D-Do you like mommy’s tits, baby?” Bora asked, knowing full well what your response was going to be.

Your mouth was muffled by her warm breasts. As such, you gently bit on her nipple as your response.

Bora removes her chest from your face minutes later. You were thankful to finally breathe properly, but saddened by the loss of her warmth. She straightens her back, leaning down and planting a tender kiss on your lips. She slides her body down yours until she is back to her initial position on her knees between your legs. Taking your cock inside her mouth to lubricate you, Bora releases you with another loud pop before the anticipation builds up inside you of what she is going to do. Giving you another playful wink, she takes both of her breasts in her hands and traps your erect shaft in between her soft, pillowy flesh.

She grinds her chest against your lower body, your cock pumping in and out between the slit of her delicious breasts. The saliva she used from her quick blowjob provided just enough lubrication, as the head and upper half of your shaft appeared and just as quickly disappeared in between her warm flesh.

“You like that, baby? The way mommy’s warm tits snuggle your cock between them?”

“Fuck, mommy… that feels amazing.”

Bora continues to push your hard cock in between the warm, comforting embrace of her breasts as her hands squeezed the flesh tightly. She tries her best to lick the head of your cock as if it was a delicious treat. Making eye contact with you throughout, you watched her heavy, seductive eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

“M-Mommy, I’m gonna cum.”

Bora is too focused on trying to lick the head of your cock that she fails to hear your warning as she rubs her breasts up and down your length.

“Mommy, I’m cumming…”

“Cum for me, baby. Paint mommy’s tits with your cum.” Bora replied, increasing the pace at which her breasts moved, using her hands to squeeze them even tighter around your cock as it appears and reappears from between the soft, pillowy flesh. You moved your hips upward in rhythm with her breasts as you fuck them at a rapid pace.

“Mommy… I’m cumming!”

Your orgasm relieves the heavy weighted pressure that was building up inside you. Your cock throbbed in between her breasts as you felt a burst of semen erupt from your tip. Her breasts covered the head of your shaft as it sent hot, thick cum into her cleavage and lubricated you with each subsequently weakening thrust. Wondering if Bora was going to open her mouth and try to lick your cock like earlier, she instead lets your load splash against her chin and face, the thick liquid coating her creamy skin and beautiful features.

Bora’s innocently sweet smile betrayed the fact her chin and part of her cheeks were covered with your cum. She grinds her breasts against your cock as your orgasm mercifully subsides.

Letting you finally escape her warm, wet cleavage, you watch as Bora’s tongue runs across the base of your cock until she reaches the tip. She draws circles of pure pleasure that send post-orgasm shivers running through your body. Tracing the slit of your cock, she catches the dribbling leftovers of your cum and puts it on her tongue, tasting your sweet nectar. Bora straightens her body to allow you a perfect view of your work. Her smooth, perfect skin and large breasts displaying the large amount of semen you released.

As she rubs the cum onto her skin, the light above you both creates a shiny, slick appearance on her wet chest.

Bora smiles, kissing the tip of your cock deeply as she captures a stream of dripping semen from her cheek and brings it to her mouth, savoring the taste of it. You struggled to catch your breath, having received one of the most powerful orgasms in some time.

“Rest up, baby. We have six years worth of sex to catch up on.” Bora said to you as your eyes began to carry a weight to them. Struggling to keep them open, the last thing you remembered seeing was Bora blowing a kiss at you before heading to her bedroom.

You wake up some time later, unsure of what the current time is. Your body feels heavy and sore. Waiting for your eyes to refocus, you looked down and realized you were currently naked on a couch. The orgasm you had thanks to Bora did a number on you. Seeing that she is not within your range of vision, you slowly get up and begin to look around the apartment.

“Baby!” Bora yelled.

Running for the door, you quickly open it. The bedroom was completely dark. Your hands searched for the light switch. Turning it on, you see Bora tied to the outermost part of her bed frame. She wore a black leather jacket over a black crop top that showed off her trademark cleavage. Her leather material shorts were complimented with black thigh highs. Bora’s simple eyeshadow and red lipstick makeup were highlighted by her soft facial features. She chose to equip herself with a choker and thin necklace running through the bridge of her nose.

She tilted her head up and looked at you, her eyes pleading.

“Bora? W-What happened?”

“Baby…” Bora whimpered. “Minji found out what happened and tied mommy up like this.”

“What?”

“Come closer, baby.”

A bit stunned, you nodded and leaned your ear close to her mouth.

“I want to roleplay. Minji didn’t actually come by, she doesn’t even know my new address.”

Getting back up, you looked down at Bora who shot you an air kiss and winked playfully.

“So Minji learned mommy is a bad girl, right?”

Bora nodded. “She said bad girls deserved to be tied up.”

“Oh yeah? And what else did she say?”

“That since my mouth releases nothing but lies, it should be cleaned properly.”

“Did she say what you should use?” you asked, your cock hardening with each passing moment. You felt it twitch upon hearing Bora’s words.

“She wants you to fuck mommy’s mouth, baby.”

You smiled. “Just wanted you to say it.”

Bora smiled back, shaking her head slightly. “You jerk… you’re lucky I like you.”

She gives your tip a quick peck before you caress both sides of her head and part her lips with your cock. Your initial thrust is anything but soft, slamming your cock into the back of Bora’s wet and anticipating mouth with exceptional force. Gags escape her mouth as your length strikes her throat repeatedly. Tears of joy spill out of the corners of her eyes as you liberally use her for your own personal pleasure. The sight of your cock disappearing into her natural orifice is a sight to behold - a copious amount of spit begins to leak out of her lips and coat your shaft. The messiness of the entire thing arouses you even further, encouraging you to be relentless with your thrusts.

With both of your hands tightly holding the sides of her head, you grab onto her hair and push her deeper to your base. Bora takes every inch of your cock into her mouth as her throat has to quickly adjust to your sudden rapid thrusts. You let out a long and satisfied moan, the feeling of finally being intimate with someone who was once very important in your life made the entire thing even more pleasurable.

You pushed Bora’s head deeper, giving her several more thrusts until you released her, allowing your cock to slide out of her mouth. The saliva glistens in the light as you disconnect the thin string that connects you and her mouth together. You squeezed her cheeks, causing her to look up at you.

“Mommy liked choking on my cock, didn’t she?” you said, giving her cheeks a tighter squeeze.

“As if. You weren’t even fucking mommy’s mouth hard enough. Is that how you fuck Minji’s mouth?” Bora spat back.

Anger welled up inside you, but you decided not to say anything. You went to the mini fridge inside Bora’s room and grabbed a bottle of water. As you took a sip, you processed your next move.

“Is baby mad mommy teased his facefucking skills?” Bora sneered.

Taking a quick swig of water, you let out a satisfied hum and wiped the remaining droplets from your lips with the back of your hand. You kneeled down and untied her wrists. The cloth-like restraints were bound tightly, but were able to be removed with the help of a bit of pressure. Once unraveled, you gently massaged the tender skin.

“Is this a new technique? I’ve never seen someone not have marks.”

“One of the detectives from a different precinct showed me it.” Bora said, rubbing her own wrists more. “Said she learned it from her Japanese colleague.”

“I should keep that in mind.” you said, laughing.

With your cock still glistening thanks to Bora’s juices, you take a moment to catch your breath before turning Bora around and rubbing your cock against her inner thighs. They instinctively sandwich your shaft between them as you begin to thrust once more. Both of you let out a satisfied moan as your cock grinds against Bora’s lips and her delicious thighs.

Her muscular thighs possessed a unique softness to them as you felt her slowly leaking onto your cock between them. And while you certainly enjoyed fucking her breasts, Bora’s thighs were thick, wide - and warm. Your cock was nuzzled comfortably between them as you squeezed Bora’s breasts as support. This allows you to increase your pace, her natural wetness allowing your cock to glide between her suffocatingly thick thighs. Bora’s body was taking the euphoric feeling of sex to new heights - the two of you echoing each other in loud moans. You savored the feeling of her creamy thighs jiggling against your body with each thrust. The tip of your cock grazes against her lips while your balls slap each side of her thighs, causing Bora to whine out in pleasure as you continue to revel in your own. Feeling the build of pressure inside you, you gradually lower the speed of your thrusts and allow the both of you to catch your breath.

Bora smiles sweetly at you, and although you have seen it many times from her throughout the day, this particular one fully displays her genuine feelings for you. Taking her into your embrace, you bend slightly to kiss her. Her lips were soft, inviting and contained a certain playfulness that made you happy to have her in your arms.

The two of you managed to find your way onto the bed. Bora’s back was against her soft mattress, her arms still wrapped around your neck as you both looked at one another. No words had to be said - you two knew the main event was about to begin. Capturing her lips once more, you quickly go about removing her leather jacket and shorts, leaving Bora in just her crop top and laced purple panties. Unable to breath, Bora eventually breaks the kiss first and presses her forehead against yours. As the two of you heave, your hand makes its way down and begins to spread her legs open before you feel your hand being trapped.

Bora gives you a mischievous smirk. “Now now, baby. Mommy isn’t a convenience store like Minji is. You won’t be able to fuck me that easily. You have to earn it.”

You traced her underwear with your fingers, earning yourself a soft moan from Bora. She was wet, her panties damp with her arousal. Quickly removing it from her wide hips, you were greeted with her moist, wanton flesh. Although you preferred slow, gentle lovemaking, you wanted to prove to her that you could be as rough as she wanted.

“Oh fuck, baby…” Bora said, accompanied by a long, drawn out sigh as you give her a wide lick from the bottom of her slit and go upwards. Despite her earlier claim, it seems the pleasure she seeks allows her to lean back and spread her legs for you. You gave her a knowing snicker, causing Bora to roll her eyes as you see them with drunkenness and need for you as you delve in between her soft thighs.

Her juices were sweet on your tongue. You moved to her dripping clit, using the tip of your tongue to give her several licks, each causing her body to squirm and become a writhing, pleasure-filled mess. You blow hot air in front of her moist cavern, causing goosebumps to form on Bora’s lower body. Satisfied that you have teased her enough, you captured her clit with your lips, using the tip of your tongue to swirl around it with soft circles.

Bora’s earlier demeanor is long gone. Replacing it is need, pleasure, and the desire for an outlet to the copious amount of lust fueling her body.

Her hot, wet flesh is wonderful. You savor the feeling of it on your tongue as you watched Kim Bora give in to the pleasure. You strengthened the pressure on her clit, bringing your right hand to her opening. You teased her splayed, drenched lips, pushing them apart slightly before using two fingers and entering her body.

A long, erotic moan escapes her lips - one that you were sure the entire floor heard. Her hands pushed on the back of your scalp, her hips and thighs quivering with pleasure. You were working magic between Bora’s thighs, as evident by the suffocating feeling her walls are providing on your fingertips.

“Baby… put your fingers deeper inside mommy.” Bora moaned, as failed to keep any resemblance of composure.

You smiled, sliding your fingers deeper inside her body. You curled them, your palm facing upwards. Bora lets out a heavy breath the moment you find a certain piece of flesh inside her pussy. Her fingers dig into the back of your scalp in response.

“Fuck, baby… fuck!”

Upping the pace on her clit, you leave Bora wanting more. Your fingers swirled circles inside her, rubbing and pressing against the specific part inside her pussy.

“Oh my god… baby!”

Bora screams at an octave you’ve never heard from anyone. Her body jerks uncontrollably as the orgasm courses throughout her body. Her thighs instinctively wrapped tightly around your head and covered you with its warm softness. Her juices flowed from her beautiful slit and onto your palm, drenching it in a familiar wetness. You were no stranger to strong female orgasms the past few days, but Bora’s may be the strongest one so far.

Your fingers were still inside the tightness of her body, teasing her before you slowly withdrew them from her body. Her walls had other plans - seemingly not wanting to let you go. Bora’s thighs were flushed with satisfaction. You bring your right hand to your mouth, savoring the taste of them being drenched with her juices.

Bora was an absolute mess, lying in front of you with her legs spread open. Her large chest heaves as she struggles to regain her composure. You smiled at the sight, satisfied with your work on her. You bent down and gave her a kiss, her tongue entering yours as she tastes herself in your mouth.

“Baby…” Bora moaned. “Baby, mommy wants you to fuck her now.”

Bora quickly wraps her legs around your thighs and flips you onto the bed, both of you now switching positions. The lust-filled smile etched on her face caused the baby hairs on the back of your neck to rise as she takes your hard shaft in her hand, stroking you several times before impaling herself on your cock.

Feeling how tight her walls hugged your fingers, the same sensation being on your cock this time was an indescribable feeling. Her hips meet yours, causing Bora to gasp loudly at the feeling of being filled. She arches her body and in an instant, taking you in and out of her wanton body. Your hard cock slides at a pace with zero regard for you or your comfort.

Bora braces herself on your chest with her hands, creating the wonderful side effect of her breasts being pressed together, giving you a delicious looking sight of the very same cleavage that made you salivate when she wore her white dress earlier. Bora’s breasts bounced up and down as she rode you. Her previously satisfied face was now replaced with a determined, almost angry look. She seemed to be working out the frustration and anger that had built up in the workplace, using your cock as an outlet with each thrust of her hips.

She bites her lip in a seductive manner, doubling as a way to prevent herself from releasing a gasp or moan. Bora wanted to show you how hard she wanted to be fucked, how hard she wanted the pleasure your cock was giving her.

“Fuck, mommy…” you gasped, your mind being overwhelmed with pleasure. Based on the pace she was riding you, it was clear that Bora cared little for how hard or fast she was going. Your comfort meant nothing to her, the only thing on Bora’s mind was her own pleasure.

“Mommy, you’re so good at riding.”

Bora slaps your cheek in response, the attack surprising you slightly, but making the sex even better.

“Shut up, baby.” Bora moaned. “You’re just mommy’s little fucktoy, understand?”

You gritted your teeth as Bora grinds hard on your crotch, swirling her hips around while you were fully inside her.

“Fuck!” you gasped. Moving your hands from her hips, you take both of her breasts into your hands. Fondling them, you take her nipples into your fingertips and squeeze them, savoring the feeling of them growing erect. Raising your palms, you deliver a harsh slap onto both of her breasts simultaneously.

“Holy shit… slap mommy’s tits again, baby!”

You raised your hands, slapping them again. And again. And again. You repeat the process several times, watching her milky skin begin to turn a light shade of red.

Bora’s body shook with pleasure, her breathing becoming more erratic as the sensations of stimulating her breasts and pussy were causing her to go insane. The moment the tip of your cock reaches a certain spot, Bora screamed loudly. Her body tenses up as she feels an overwhelming sense of pleasure flow from the top of her head to her toes which were buried under your thighs. Her body shaking once more, you feel your cock flooded by Bora’s juices. Her orgasm hit with such force, it almost pushed your cock out of her.

You bounced Bora’s hips on your cock slowly several more times to allow her to ride out her high. Her muscles loosen up and she looks at you with a fully satisfied smile. She leans down and captures your lips, continuing to be fucked tenderly. Your hands reached behind her, slowly traveling down until they rested firmly on the soft skin of her butt. You squeeze each cheek gently, her round bottom feeling wonderful against your thighs.

“Fuck!” Bora screamed as you slap her ass loudly. “Baby, your cock feels so good inside mommy.”

Bora leans down and presses her lips against yours, moaning inside your mouth as you give her ass another loud, erotically charged slap. The two of you are locked in a heated, passionate kiss.

“Baby… I want you to fuck me.” Bora said, her eyes half-lidded yet filled with emotion. “Please fuck mommy. Can you do that? Can you fuck mommy?”

You smiled, caressing her ass with both hands as your lips connected once more.

You move your hands back onto Bora’s hips, getting ready to bounce her body on your cock once more when she moves her hips forward, allowing your shaft to leave her body completely.

Your cock pops out of her body, covered in her slick juices. As you get ready to re-enter the drenched lips of her pussy, you feel her hand gripping your cock.

“Mommy doesn’t want to be fucked in her pussy, baby.”

Slightly confused, you watched Bora lower her lips slightly, letting your cock rest between her pillowy ass cheeks. You felt it brush against the tight ring of her butt.

“Fuck me here.” she said. “Minji never let you fuck her ass, right? That slut’s always complaining about ‘how much it hurts’. Amateur.”

“A-Are you sure?”

“To tell you the truth, I’ve never done this before. But she said to do it with someone you trust. And I trust you, baby.”

Bora leans her body down and reaches for something under her pillow. Taking it out, you see that she is holding a small vial in her hand. And while you knew what was going to happen, you were filled with a desire you never knew you had.

Bora takes the vial and squirts a generous amount onto the fingertips of her left hand. She spreads the lube around her rear entrance. You would have done so, but thought she was applying it onto your cock. Bora moaned as her fingers dipped into the tight ring of muscle. She does her best to spread it as far as she can. You have never had anal sex before, but made sure she is okay with this.

“We don’t have to do this, Bora. You can get on your hands and knees and I’ll just fuck you from behind.”

“N-No…” Bora said, her voice shaking with nervousness. “I… I want this.

Bora smiles softly, rubbing her thumb across your cheek. It is soon replaced with lust and need as she places her hands back onto your chest.

“Fuck mommy’s ass, baby.”

Figuring she prepared herself for this, Bora grabbed onto the base of your cock and pressed the head against her outer ring of muscle.

To say it was tight was an understatement - Bora’s vaginal juices mixed with the lube you placed around her ass helped your cockhead penetrate her. Despite the resistance, you are soon able to enter her ass.

“Fuck…” Bora gasped, a mixture of surprise and pain as she experiences a new sensation of you entering her body through a different hole. You do not move a muscle as the tip of your cock impales her. You placed one hand on her ass cheek and the other on her hip, trying your best to comfort her.

“Are you okay, mommy?”

“I… I’m fine.” Bora replied in a nervous tone. “It’s okay, I want this. Don’t stop, baby. Keep going… deeper.”

You raised your hips, inserting more and more of your cock into her backside entrance. The intense tightness of her ass around your cock provides a delightful feeling. While Bora’s pussy was tight, the tense ring of muscle you were currently inside made it seem like loose in comparison.

You managed to get your cock halfway inside her body, wanting Bora to adjust to the new feeling of having something inside her ass. Once you feel she is comfortable, you carefully withdraw your cock until only the tip remains before thrusting back in.

“Oh fuck, baby… you feel so big inside me. S-Slow down… oh!”

The moans and gasps that escape Kim Bora’s lips are at a higher frequency than when you two were having normal vaginal sex. The experience is still a bit uncomfortable for you both, but you are happy that Bora wanted to share this intimate experience with you. You were mindful of Bora’s feelings, not wanting to hurt her. As you only enter her body with half of your cock, Bora’s moans gradually begin to soften.

“Baby… y-you can go a bit faster, if you want.”

Bora’s words inspire you to increase the pace, the both of you enjoying the pleasure radiating inside your bodies as you held her hips and bounced her on your shaft.

Your shaft enters and exits Bora’s ass a little bit easier, the tight ring of muscle gripping onto your cock even more so than her pussy did. The combination of her juices and the lube allowed you to enter her sacred hole.

Bora rocked her hips forward, her clit rubbing against your torso. Her ass cheeks felt silky smooth in your hands as the two of you tried to make the experience comfortable for one another. Bora runs her fingers through her damp hair, pushing it back as her eyes are half-lidded in pleasure and is unable to contain the widest grin on her face.

“Mommy…” you said, your eyes closing as she begins to increase the speed at which her ass was riding your cock. “Fuck, you feel so tight.”

“Baby… your cock feels so big inside me. I want to feel it deeper… keep fucking me… keep that big cock inside mommy’s ass.”

Unlike her pussy that made it easier for you to enter her after she adjusted to you, you were lucky enough to feel her ass expand mere millimeters. The tightest part of Kim Bora provided a new feeling of pleasure the two of you never experienced before. Her hips bounced on your body, and soon enough, your entire cock is inside her from tip to base. Your balls slapped against the lower part of Bora’s pussy, making each bounce of her hips create a wet sound as they hit her wet flesh.

Bora’s nails dug into your skin as the two of you savored the feeling of fullness. A lust-filled growl escapes her lips as her ass squeezes your cock even tighter. The pleasure was beginning to overwhelm you, as you felt her asshole begin to pulse.

“Oh fuck…. Baby, you feel so good inside me. Don’t stop! Keep stretching mommy’s tight ass.”

Your cock leaves her body until just your cockhead remains before fully re-entering her once more. Bora’s soft pleas fo you to fuck her harder do not fall on deaf ears as the intense tightness of her body wraps around your shaft.

Bora’s ass slaps against your thighs with each bounce of her body. Her skin is glistening with sweat, her damp hair clinging onto it. She tries her best to arch her back as the feeling of her tight ass wrapped around your cock and the sounds of her moans to keep fucking her has become too overwhelming.

“Mommy…” you said. “Mommy, I’m going to cum.”

“Cum for me.” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Cum inside mommy…”

Holding onto her hips, you pushed Bora’s body down on your cock as you let out a sharp exhalation of breath. You were buried deep inside her as your orgasm quickly arrives. Your hands gripped her waist tightly as your cock throbbed inside her and released wave after wave of hot, thick cum into her wanton body. At that moment, nothing else mattered. All you could focus on was emptying your balls inside Kim Bora’s asshole. The pleasure radiating from your crotch was so heavy, you thought you were about to black out.

Bora lets out a long, sultry moan as she feels your hot seemen flooding the inside of her body. And while you were sure she’s felt cum inside her pussy, this new experience was not something she could prepare for. Despite the discomfort and uneasiness of you both, Bora was satisfied at the warm feeling of pleasure that you claimed the most intimate part of her body.

It takes you awhile to come down from your high, but the two of you let out a satisfied moan. Nothing more needed to be said. You opened your eyes and are met with Bora’s, hers still filled with heavy lust - and also genuine satisfaction. Kim Bora loved you, and deep down you think you feel the same way. Her dark brown pools capture your very soul inside them.

Bora leans down and kisses you, seemingly confirming the newfound love you two have for each other despite the past.

#kpop smut #kpop fanfic #dreamcatcher smut #dreamcatcher #sua #kim bora #male reader #reader insert

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softwonjunnie · 4 years

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strike three ⚾ chapter five

“sometimes, you find love where you’d least expect it.”

☽ baseball team captain!jinhyuck x softball team captain!reader

☽ college!au

☽ ft. up10tion’s jinhyuck, uniq’s seungyoun, up10tion’s wooseok and most likely other produce x 101 contestants aswell

☽ also kim jiyeon, cho sojung and kim hyunjung of wjsn just to have a face to those names, but if you want to imagine your own people go ahead because this is mainly a produce x 101 fic

☽ fluff and bits of angst, possibly more mature content but only following a warning

☽ second person view, female reader who goes by your name (y/n)

☽ word count : 3k

☽ finished at 2019-11-25, 9:30 pm cet

☽ a/n : finaaaallyyyyy! sorry for the long wait... i’ve had quite a lot going on in my life lately, both physically and mentally (and a maaaajor writers block when it came to this...). thank you all for waiting. also, go check out jinhyuk’s solo debut! it’s great!!

ALSO! click here to find jinhyuk and y/n’s clothes for the party!!

trigger warning : mentions of anxiety/panic attacks!

Masterlist l Chapter one l Chapter two l Chapter three l Chapter four l Chapter five

↬ The two of you spent a good amount of time that evening together, getting to know each other’s kissing styles so that you could be prepared for the party. Or, to you, it was more of a moment to get to know the whole act of kissing itself. After some time, you actually grew more confident and less scared of the party. Or, at least that’s what you thought in the moment.

But when you woke up the next morning, there was a huge lump in your throat. You were a bit on-edge the whole day, and your mind wandered back to thinking about the party any time it could.

As Fridays were the teams’ only weekday free from practice, parties were often held on exactly those days, except for if there was a game the morning after. Games were most often either on Saturdays or Sundays, with sometimes a celebratory party on Saturday evening if the game went well. There weren’t any games until the nationals, so the whole weekend would be free for players to be hungover, so Wooseok had planned his party on a good day. After school, you went straight back to your dorm to get some rest before Jinhyuk would pick you up at 8. Right as you were done eating a quick dinner, Sojung came crashing in through the door.

“Girl, I saw this in the shop window today and I needed to get you it for tonight,” she said as she placed a shopping bag on the floor in front of you.

“Didn’t you have class today?”

“Yes I did, but since when does that mean I have to attend it?” You chuckled at her response but grinned, reaching down to the bag. You saw that it was from a shop you had heard from - not exactly a cheap store.

“Sojung, I can’t take this. It must’ve been super expensive,” you said, giving her a thankful yet sad smile.

She shook her head at you. “It was on sale, like 70% off! And give it back tomorrow if you want to, just please, please, wear it tonight.” You stood still, only thinking about it for a few seconds, before agreeing. You nodded at her and could instantly see how her whole face shone up. “Try it on, then! Go!”

You picked the piece of clothing out of the bag, and - it was really pretty. It was a black shoulderless dress, with the sleeves merely a little bit puffed. It was decorated along the chest and sleeves with strings, and only held up by two strings over the shoulders. You were stunned. “Have I ever told you that you have great taste in clothes?” Sojung only grinned and you could really tell how excited she was to see you in it.

You got changed quickly, and when you were done, you turned around for her to see you - and her mouth hung agape. “Wow. Just wow,” she said and you couldn’t help blushing. You walked over to the full-length mirror by the front door and watched yourself. You weren’t someone who usually dressed up all fancy; you usually didn’t have a reason to. But now that you had, you felt confident. You looked good. The dress hugged your body in just the right places, and it wasn’t too short or too long for your taste. You smiled at the sight in the mirror.

Sojung’s voice soon interrupted your thoughts. “Jinhyuk is going to love it. And you.” And now you were blushing even harder. You hadn’t thought yet about Jinhyuk seeing you in that dress, and suddenly you got really nervous. He had pretty much never seen you like this, all dressed up, and you were unsure of how he was going to react.

“Let me do your hair!” Sojung’s mother was a hairstylist, so she had been taught how to work with hair from when she was very young. She always braided your hair for your competitions and put your hair in pretty hairstyles for special occasions. This time, she put your hair up in a cool ponytail and gave your hair some pretty waves. Just as you were about to check yourself out in the mirror, there was a knock on the door. You checked the time on your phone, 7:41, before opening the door - and behind it stood none other than Jinhyuk.

“Oh, you’re early!” you exclaimed, a bit surprised as you didn’t expect to see him so soon.

“And you’re really pretty,” he said and grinned, pulling you in for a hug.

You heard your own heartbeat very loudly in your head. Did he really call me pretty just now?, you thought to yourself. You breathed deeply to try to collect yourself, and put a bright smile on your lips as you pulled away from the hug. Your eyes scanned his outfit; he was wearing a white button-up with thin black vertical stripes, and its hem was lazily tucked into his ripped jeans at some parts. The jeans’ holes over his knees were so large that his whole knees were sticking out - but it looked cool nonetheless. And on his feet, a pair of regular white sneakers that matched his shirt. His outfit was simple, to say the least, yet it made him look very handsome. “Well you don’t look too bad yourself,” you snickered and nudged his side with your elbow.

“Do you need some more time or are you ready to leave?” You nodded and went to grab your phone, and on the way back you saw Sojung who was still watching you with a big smile plastered on her lips. You pulled her in for a hug.

“Thank you so so much,” you whispered to her and squeezed her extra tightly.

“It’s my pleasure,” she said back, pulling away from the hug to smile at you.

You walked over to Jinhyuk who was holding his out hand for you, and you took it in yours. You put on your shoes and waved a last time to Sojung before leaving through the front door. “How are you feeling?”

You two began walking towards the exit and you let out a small sigh. “A bit nervous, but I’m fine.”

“Don’t be,” His thumb stroked the back of your hand softly as you went out through the front door, heading towards the parking lot. “I won’t leave your side, and you know you can cancel the kissing if you want.”

You nodded to yourself, but couldn’t get any more words out of your mouth. You wanted to do it, you really did - you really wanted people to think of you two as a legit couple for the contest - but it frightened you. A lot. Just the thought of being that close to Jinhyuk, kissing Jinhyuk, in front of all these people made you dizzy. But you had to stay strong.

You two soon reached Jinhyuk’s car which was parked in the school’s parking lot. As the party was going to be in an apartment off-campus, there was a drive of a couple of minutes, but Jinhyuk filled it up by talking to you about all kinds of nonsense to calm you down. When you arrived at Wooseok’s apartment, Jinhyuk ran around the car to the passenger’s seat to open the door for you and help you out. You smiled at his actions and thanked him, and he threw his arm around your waist to keep you close before leading you inside.

The room you first entered was the combined hallway/living room, with big speakers playing some kind of EDM music and lamps shooting beams in green and blue all over the room. There was a smell of alcohol, so strong your nose itched a bit. The room was filled with students with red cups in their hands, some dancing slowly and out of sync to the music, some just standing upright and talking. “Let’s find Wooseok,” Jinhyuk said and you nodded at him.

The room was so crowded that it was hard for you to get through, and Jinhyuk’s grip on your waist tightened, making sure that you wouldn’t fall away into the mass. You two made it into the kitchen after a few moments, and there was Wooseok, chatting with a girl who was sitting on a kitchen counter. You hadn’t seen her on campus before, but you assumed she went to your school - but you thought she must’ve been in a lower grade than you, as she looked a few years younger. She had light brown wavy hair that framed her pretty looks, and dark freckles that were sprinkled across her face.

“What’s up, man?” Jinhyuk said when you approached the two of them.

“Hey, I’m glad you both could make it!” Wooseok snickered, a grin spreading across his lips. “Guys, this is Natasha.” He introduced the girl and she waved to you with a cute smile. “Natasha, this is Jinhyuk and Y/N.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” you said and Jinhyuk nodded next to you.

“You too!” Natasha exclaimed and pulled a hand through her big, fluffy hair to get it out of her face.

You could really understand why Wooseok liked her (if it was actually real and not just to get on better terms with her father, that is). Everything about her was pretty - her smile, her nose, her hair, her eyes. If Wooseok is actually using her, you thought to yourself, then this is awful. Then she deserves someone much better.

The boys soon got immersed in a discussion about some football game, and Natasha was pulled away after a little while by one of her friends to the living room-area. You weren’t particularly interested in the conversation going on, but as you scouted the room you didn’t notice anyone familiar, so you had nowhere to go. So you stayed right next to Jinhyuk. And his arm never left its place around your waist.

After a while, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw someone you knew. Kim Jiyeon, a senior and the greatest batter of the softball team. You two weren’t exactly best friends, but as you were teammates, you knew each other well.

“Hey girl! I didn’t think you’d make it,” she rejoiced and pulled you in for a hug.

Giving her a squeeze back, you smiled to yourself at her excitement. “It’s nice to see you!” You two pulled away from the hug. “I didn’t know you’d be here.”

“Well, this guy forced me to come here with him,” she said and pointed towards the boy standing behind her - Lee Hangyul, the baseball team’s strongest shortstop. He was responsible for more double plays than any other shortstop in the league last season. He was also a quite nice guy, one of the few boys on the team who didn’t consider himself “too cool” to talk to you softball players. He and Jiyeon were sworn best friends, and according to them only so - though a lot of people thought there was something else going on between them.

The boys broke off their chitchat and you all five started small-talking together instead. The boys soon went to get some drinks, and Jinhyuk kissed your cheek as he mumbled into your ear that he’d be back any minute.

Jiyeon leaned against a kitchen counter before she started talking. “So... How are you feeling about the competition? Are you nervous?”

You were confused. What contest was she talking about? “Do you mean the national championships?” you asked, to which she shook her head and smiled at you.

“No, the one tonight.” You searched through your mind. Did Jinhyuk mention any contest? Had your memory been erased in some magical way? Jiyeon saw your struggle and spoke up again. “The kissing contest. The round of ~too hot~, don’t you know? You and Jinhyuk are up against Natasha and Wooseok. The couple the crowd likes the most wins.”

Your heart stopped. Was this for real? You weren’t only going to kiss Jinhyuk in front of all these people, but you were going to be judged by them? The thought of them watching your every move, how your mouth moved against his, made your stomach twist. Your mind went blank and you stopped breathing for a few seconds.

A hand on your shoulder woke you up again. “Y/N? What’s going on?” Jiyeon’s voice echoed through your head along with the loud music and you blinked a couple of times to try to see clearer. Everything was dark. Your breathing became heavier.

“I-I-I need to get some air...” you let out all in one breath before turning around and moving as quickly as you could through the crowd. There were people everywhere, dancing and hollering at each other. The tunes coming out of the speakers made your head hurt, and the extreme smell of alcohol didn’t make it any better. As you pushed yourself between the students, you felt a strong pain in your chest and your breathing intensified. I just need to get outside, you thought to yourself. I just need some air...

Finally, after what felt like hours, you found a back door that lead to Wooseok’s small backyard. Pulling the handle down with all the power you had left in your body, you let the door slide open and you threw yourself outside, letting it close behind you. You sat down on the grass and it was as if you finally let loose. Like everything just poured out of you. The anxiety over having to kiss him in front of someone, anyone at all, and the anxiety of knowing they will judge you from all that you do. You started hyperventilating, and now tears were falling along your cheeks nonstop. You felt like someone was choking you. The world was spinning and you reached forward with trembling hands to try to stabilize yourself to the ground.

Suddenly, your arms were pulled gently up over your head and your hands were held by another large pair of hands. “Breathe,” a voice whispered lowly.

You recognized it - it was Jinhyuk’s.

“Do it with me. Breathe in,” he said and really emphasized the in, signaling for you to take it slow. “and out.” And so he continued. You tried your best to follow him, even though it was hard.

And Jinhyuk was nothing but patient with you. He took it slow, and focused on helping you bring you up from all of this. His thumbs alternated between stroking the back of your hands and wiping tears off your cheeks.

When you eventually calmed down and could breathe properly again, you felt another wave of feelings wash over you - but this time, it was feelings of embarrassment. You had been sitting here crying like a total freak, in front of one of the most popular boys in school, a boy you knew talked to all his friends about almost everything - especially when it came to girls.

You looked away as he let go of your hands, and could feel your cheeks heating up instantly. Your hand went up to draw your fingers through your hair, a habit of yours for whenever you got embarrassed. “Are you okay?” the boy in front of you asked, seemingly worried.

“Yes,” you spoke in a weak voice, feeling like your voice wasn’t strong enough not to crack if you were to say anything else.

“What caused all of this? Is it the kiss?”

You shook your head. ”No...” you mumbled. “or, yes, kind of. I don’t know.” A couple of lonely tears ran along your cheek once again. “I heard about the... competition.”

“The what?”

“There’s apparently some kind of contest between you and me, and Wooseok and Natasha.”

You looked up at him after finishing your sentence, and Jinhyuck pulled a face you couldn’t quite understand, but he looked really confused. “What?!”

“Jiyeon told me about it, and...” You let out a sigh. “something just happened. I couldn’t control it. I needed to get out of there.”

Suddenly, Jinhyuck pulled his arms around you and engulfed you into a soft hug. “There’s absolutely no pressure to do this, okay? We can go back to the dorm right now if you’d like to.”

Shaking your head, you pulled away from the hug and wiped away the last of your tears. “I can go through with the kissing, it’s just the contest that I’m not up for.”

“I could go inside and tell them to call it off?”

You looked up at him with hope in your eyes. “Could you do that?”

He nodded and smiled at you. “Of course. Anything for you.”

A weight lifted off your shoulders and you could finally smile again. Did he really mean that? Saying that was really sweet of him, and it didn’t seem like he only said it for the deal - it seemed like he genuinely cared for you.

“Thank you.” He nodded and reached forward to cup your face, stroking your cheek with his thumb ever so softly, before standing up and walking back towards the house. But as he was about to enter, the door was opened by someone else - Seungyoun.

“Is she okay?” He asked, shooting a worried glance over towards you.

Jinhyuk nodded. “Just... be gentle with her,” he muttered under his breath before heading in to the party and letting Seungyoun walk over to you.

He stopped right in front of you and sighed, before saying “We need to talk.”.

#pd101 #pdx101 #produce 101 #produce x 101 #produce 48 #imagine #up10tion #lee jinhyuk #lee jinhyuck #jinhyuk #jinhyuck #u10t #au #baseball au #strike three #series #fluff #scenario #sports au #wei

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vex91 · 8 months

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Kim Hyunjung - Unexpected

Pairing: Kim Hyunjung x Female Reader

Fandom: WJSN

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Hi! Can I request Seola secretly dating SNSD Tiffany younger sister? She and the other members didn't know about that detail until they met at Queendom when Tiffany and the reader showed up to visit Taeyeon and support the groups.

Summary: Being a sister of a well-known idol wasn't easy so you mostly kept it for yourself, that's why your girlfriend never knew about who your sister was until they finally met.

A/N: I love writing for WJSN so much I'm not even joking anymore. Stan WJSN y'all✌❤

3rd's POV

You and Hyunjung met at a café. You were working there and you just so happened to have your shift in the morning when she came to buy a drink for herself before a long day at the studio. You immediately caught her eye and she hated the fact that she had to rush to the studio so quickly because she definitely would rather stay there and maybe start a conversation with you. Unfortunately she could only take her drink and leave but she definitely came back later that day.

It continued like this for the next weeks. She came over to buy a drink in the morning and came back later to "work" quietly in the corner or that's what she pretended to do while she just tried to come up with an excuse to approach you. Finally she managed to do it after she brought a cake for her and her members, you got into a small talk with her which gave her more confidence to start a conversation with you the next time she was there.

You slowly got to know each other and soon the friendship between you turned into something more. You started dating but your relationship was a secret, only her members and agency knew about it, it took a while to make them agree but soon they agreed as long as the public didn't knew. That's how your relationship grew and before you knew it 8 months passed. WJSN were invited to take a part in the new season of Queendom and just as much as you were proud of your girlfriend and friends, you did missed her. The show was taking nearly all of her time and it was understandable so you never complained about it. She appreciated you so much for it, loving how understanding you were.

Despite being in a 8 months old relationship there was something you've never told Hyunjung before and it was the fact that you had a sister. You didn't told her before because you were used to keeping it to yourself, your sister was Tiffany from Girls' Generation. Because of how well-known she is you often hid this fact to avoid people using you. It's not like you were afraid that Hyunjung will use you just to get close to your sister, you trusted her. You just were used to never mention your sister that often to people so it's just slipped your mind.

Since Taeyeon was also an MC for Queendom, you and Tiffany decided to visit the set to support both her like your girlfriend's group. Plus it was a good occasion for Hyunjung to officially meet your sister. So that's what you did, you and Tiffany went to the set and it didn't took long for you to find Tiffany who was talking with the producer. She noticed you both and after finishing talking she came over and hugged you both "It's so nice to see you girls. It feels like forever since I last saw you" Taeyeon squeezed you tightly. She always considered you as her younger sister despite you not being related, that's why she was the member of Girls' Generation that you were the closest to. You and Tiffany chatted with her for a bit before you caught a glimpse of your girlfriend standing with her group not that far from you.

Excusing yourself you ran up to her and wrapped your arms around her "Hi baby" You pecked her cheek as she let out a surprised gasp "Y/N? What are you doing here?" She hugged you back just as happy as you were to see you but still confused. The staff wasn't letting anyone just come in like that. You smiled at the small kiss she gave you on your head before leaning it on her shoulder as she held you "I came here with my sister to see you" She looked at you confused "Sister?" And as if she was summoned, Tiffany walked over to you both with a smile when she noticed Hyunjung's arm wrapped around your shoulders.

It took a while for her to realize. She looked back and forth between you and Tiffany, her mind processed everything and your words confirmed her speculations "This is ny sister Tiffany, sis this is my girlfriend Hyunjung" Tiffany smiled, shaking your girlfriend's hand as she only gasped in shock "That's your sister? You never told me about it" You laughed nervously at it "Yeah well, it kinda slipped my mind before. Why? Is it a problem?" Hyunjung shook her head before wrapping her arm back around your shoulders again.

"Not at all. I'm just surprised since I've never thought that you had a sister, especially the one I admired for years. That was just unexpected, that's all" You laughed before pecking her cheek again. Tiffany laughed at the whole exchange before speaking up "Well I hope that you take good care of my sister, she's my everything after all" Hyunjung smiled and nodded "Of course, she's my everything too" Tiffany smiled fondly at you two before excusing herself to go talk with Taeyeon again about something. When she was gone, your girlfriend breathed a sighed of relief that one of her idols accepted her as your girlfriend. You laughed at her reaction along with her members who teased her about how tense she was when Tiffany was there.

"I surely hope that she won't change her mind about me" She mumbled into your shoulder. You rubbed her back softly with a reassuring smile "Don't worry, you're too loveable to not love" She laughed shyly at that before hugging you tighter. She was indeed too loveable and cute.

#vex writes #wjsn x reader #wjsn reactions #kim hyunjung x reader #seola x reader #kim hyunjung #seola

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vex91 · 11 months

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WJSN Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Kim Hyunjung:

- Our secret (f)

- Unexpected (f)

- Sweet jealousy (f) (s)

Wu Xuanyi:

Nothing yet...

Kim Jiyeon:

- Our secret (f)

- Caught (f)

- Wingwoman (f)

Chu Sojung:

- Doesn't matter (f) (s)

Park Soobin:

Nothing yet...

Lee Luda:

- Sunday's discoveries (f)

Nam Dawon:

Nothing yet...

Son Juyeon:

- Worth it (f)

Cheng Xiao:

Nothing yet...

Meng Meiqi:

Nothing yet...

Lee Yeoreum:

Nothing yet...

Lim Dayoung:

Nothing yet...

Yu Yeonjung:

Nothing yet...

OT13:

Nothing yet...

#wjsn x reader #kim hyunjung x reader #xu xuanyi x reader #kim jiyeon x reader #chu sojung x reader #park soobin x reader #lee luda x reader #nam dawon x reader #son juyeon x reader #cheng xiao x reader #meng meiqi x reader #lee jinsuk x reader #lim dayoung x reader #yu yeonjung x reader

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vex91 · 11 months

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Inbox

Current number of requests: 41

- Jeon Soyeon x Female Reader ((G)I-DLE) (G!P Smut)

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Bonds

WJSN Son Jooyeon x Male Reader

10580 words

categories: smut, oral, detective! eunseo

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Three days have passed since your closest friend and original partner Detective Lee Luda went on the run and was declared a fugitive. Emotions ran high in the precinct once everyone was briefed on what occurred that night. Jiyeon was currently in the hospital recovering after receiving a non life threatening bullet to the leg by Luda. You spent the past three days staying by her side, feeding her a poor excuse of hospital food and updating her on what occurred during her absence.

You returned to the precinct this morning with a heavy heart. You were in total communication blackout during those 72 hours. Unsure of what people were going to say or how they would react. The moment you exited the elevator and entered the bullpen, everyone’s eyes were on you.

“Oppa…”

Son Jooyeon was the first to greet you, pulling you in for one of her death squeeze hugs. After you had to softly pull her away from you, the others offered kind words: happy that you’ve returned to work while also giving you hugs. Lieutenant Hyunjung burst into tears when it was her turn to greet you. Like everyone said, the squad is a family. And right now, that family’s trust is being put to the test now that one of their own went rogue.

Captain Sojung exits her office and is staring at you with a stone faced expression. Most of the time you never were able to tell how she was feeling since her face was always emotionless, like a robot. This time however, you knew.

“My office. Now”

The temperature in the room dropped drastically after what she said. Detectives Jinsook and Dayoung rubbed their arms and huddled together. All eyes returned onto you once again. You smiled at them, tapping Jooyeon’s shoulder softly before entering the captain’s office.

“Have a seat”

You were extremely nervous. On any other day, you would’ve been fine with entering the office. But this time, you knew there were consequences for your actions.

“Where do I begin? You blatantly ignore a direct order from me causing me to send uniformed officers to where you were at. The best part? You let the fugitive get away!” Captain Sojung finishes her statement while laughing. Part of you wishes you were still in the hospital with Jiyeon.

“Why the hell did you let her get away!”

Captain Sojung slams her palm onto the table, causing you to jump slightly. Even though the door was closed, everyone outside could hear what was going on. You’ve never seen the Captain so furious.

“I told you to stay at the precinct as backup. So what do you do? You go to where Luda was!”

After taking a deep breath, you respond.

“Captain, I take full responsibility. But it wasn’t just me who went. The whole squad did, even the Lieutenant. The squad is my family. I’ll do anything for them. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t do the same”

Captain Sojung listens to you attentively, her facial expression betraying her emotions.

“You’re right” she sighed. “We are a family. I would take a bullet for any of you. But at the same time, you disobeyed me. Even though it was the right decision, our superiors are not happy”

“Weren’t you the one who always told me to trust my own instincts?” You said.

“How are you and Jiyeon?”

You froze up. You didn’t expect the captain to ask you that question.

“How long have you known?”

“Long enough. It was only a matter of time before you two got together. I’m happy for you both”

“Thanks” you replied.

“So how is she?”

“Good. The gunshot wasn’t too deep, doctor wanted to keep her at the hospital for three more days just to be safe”

“Oppa”

“Hmm?” You were surprised to hear you call her anything other than detective while in the workplace.

“Jiyeon’s a strong girl. Whatever it is, you guys will get through it”

She smiles at you. You return in kind.

“Now unfortunately, I can’t look past your actions. The Deputy Chief is ordering me to give you a punishment. You’re suspended one week. I’ll need your badge and gun”

You hand her both without a fight. Neither you nor Sojung wanted to be in this position. But it had to be done.

“I’m sorry, oppa” she says to you as you bow and exit the room.

While you’re exiting the room, Luda’s last words rang through your mind.

“I’ll see you guys in a week” you say to everyone as they see you closing the door of the captain’s office. You bow to everyone before heading to the elevator.

Jooyeon wanted to say something to you, but figured you had a lot on your mind. She sighs as the elevator doors close, removing you from view as it begins to lower.

“Detective, come see this”

Jooyeon turns around to see Detective Jinsook waving her hand to get her to come to her desk. Once she arrives, Jinsook plays a video.

“This is the footage we received from Gangnam Precinct. Around the same time we were dealing with Luda unnie”

The video plays, showing an explosive being detonated in a cell. The explosion automatically triggered the prison’s automatic opening feature. Four women are seen escaping the cell adjacent, with two of them attacking the approaching security guards. Their movements were swift, easily overpowering the men. The other two: a brunette and a woman with red hair, go around and disable all nearby security footage. Before they could do so however, the two who took down the guards briefly have their faces shown on camera.

“Pause it” Jooyeon said.

Jinsook obeys, pausing the video. The two women’s faces were clearly seen, there was a lack of empathy in their eyes.

“Who are they?”

“Facial recognition gave us two matches. The smaller woman is Kim Jisoo. 25 years old. The taller person next to her with platinum blonde hair is Park Chaeyoung. A foreign born Korean. 23 years old. She goes by the nickname “Rosé” Jinsook replies as she hands Jooyeon the case file.

“What about the other two?”

“CCTV wasn’t able to identify them. One of the officers in Gangnam has a contact inside. From what they were told, the four of them basically ran the prison. They referred to themselves as “BlackPink”. Jisoo and Chaeyoung were the pink side: seemingly innocent yet able to kill without ever changing a shade. We can assume the other two were on the black side of things: ruthless, zero disregard for whoever gets in their way. The four of them would seduce various guards in order to get items from the outside or special food in the prison”

“Any sign of them since the escape?”

“Nothing at all” Jinsook said, shaking her head. “They’ve basically gone off the grid”

“Keep going through the footage. There has to be something we can use to find their whereabouts” Jooyeon said.

As Jooyeon’s heels made noise with every step she took, a chair whirls by the moment she finally sits down on her chair.

“Can I help you, Detective Dayoung?”

“Unnie, I’m hurt. Why are you speaking so formally?” Dayoung asks her, pouting.

“What’s up?” Jooyeon says with a laugh as even she couldn’t resist Dayoung’s cute charm and pinched her cheek softly.

“There’s no trace of Luda unnie yet” Dayoung said as she rubs her cheek. “Not to mention we don’t know how and why she cryogenically froze the entire marketing department of IZ*ONE Company. Most of them were discharged except for the 3 who came into the precinct that morning. Jiyeon unnie’s bullets may have had a negative effect during the defrosting”

“Any news on the patients?” Jooyeon asked as she fixed her glasses, a serious expression on her face.

“None. It’s out of our hands now, Interpol is handling it”

“What do I do now?” You asked yourself the moment you exit the precinct. You feel the light wind blow past you and stare up at the sky, for probably longer than you should’ve since your corneas began to burn from the sun. After closing your eyes, you see red circles. You look at your phone and decide it would be best to visit Jiyeon at the hospital.

You stopped by a flower shop on the way to the hospital. It was a small, intimate boutique. As you knew absolutely nothing about flowers other than they die from neglect, you definitely didn’t know what you were doing.

“Do you need help, sir?”

A beautiful woman approaches you. Her voice was cute with just the slightest hint of an accent. Her jet black hair flowed gracefully, not a single one out of place. The smokey eye makeup and pink tint colored lipstick accentuated her exotic features. She wore a simple beige sweater with a jacket serving as outerwear. Even the apron she was wearing looked beautiful on her, as crazy as it sounds. Her eyes were hypnotic, you couldn’t help but keep staring as you felt them gaze into your soul.

“Sir, do you need any help?”

“Hmm? O-oh, right. Yes, I’m going to visit someone special and was wondering what flower would be good to bring” you replied as you beat yourself up mentally at getting caught staring.

“Does she have a favorite color?” the florist asked you.

“She likes pink, red, black and white”

“So she likes black and pink…” the florist said to herself silently.

“I’m sorry?”

“Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself. It helps pass the time” she said to you. “Why don’t you try these. White roses”

“They look lovely” you said, taking a single one from her and smelling it. “What do they represent?”

“They represent a lot of things, actually” she replies with a delicate laugh. “White roses are known to often represent purity, innocence and youthfulness. They sometimes are referred to as bridal roses because of their association with young love and eternal loyalty”

“Wow” you said when she finished talking. You didn’t notice how close you and her now were, your hand on top of hers. You both realize how close the proximity is and separate, turning away from each other. You place the back of your hand on your face, feeling your internal temperature increase. Both of you take a few seconds to regain composure before facing each other.

“That sounds perfect. I’ll take a dozen” you say, your voice slightly cracking.

“Yes, sir” the florist says, smiling brightly at you as her eyes form half moons.

She took her time when wrapping the bouquet, each rose placed tenderly on the wrapping paper before being wrapped once more by a colorless plastic. She ties a black ribbon on the bouquet before handing it to you.

“And here you are sir” she said, extending both arms to give you the roses. You found it insane how smitten you became from a person you barely just met. “Your wife will be very lucky to receive these”

“They’re actually for my girlfriend” you chuckled, taking the bouquet from her. “She’s not my wife, yet”

“I see. Well, she’s very lucky to have such a kind and thoughtful boyfriend then” the florist said to you.

You were about to exit the boutique before she said something.

“Sir, wait!”

You turned around and looked at her.

“There’s one more thing the roses represent”

“What is it?”

“White roses can also symbolize a new beginning and everlasting love. Thank you for coming, and goodluck”

Upon exiting the flower shop, you reach into your pocket and pull out a black box made out of a soft cloth like material. You open it and look at the contents inside with a smile.

“Here we go”

You enter through the hospital with heavy steps. As you navigate through the large seemingly never ending hallways, you’re greeted by the many nurses you have gotten to know over the past few days. You finally reach your destination. Slapping yourself on the face a few times, you try to get your blood boiling and pump yourself up. Pressing the button to open the door, you enter the room.

Jiyeon’s bed was raised so that she was sitting upwards. You saw her laughing, pointing her spoon at the television while holding a jello cup in her hand. She sees you approaching and gulps down the jello in her mouth, frantically finding the remote control to mute the television.

“Hi baby” she said to you as you leaned down and gave her a kiss.

“Got you a little something. Your favorite bibimbap extra spicy… and these” you said, handing her the bouquet.

“Oh babe, you shouldn’t have” she said, instantly smelling the roses. “I’m happy you did though. And they’re in one of my favorite colors”

“Yeah, I gotta thank the florist for helping me out with these. She really picked out the right ones”

“How’s everyone at the precinct?” she asked you as she put the flowers down on her table.

“Everyone’s worried about you and glad I returned. Tensions are still high because of Luda but for the most part, still in good spirits” you said, removing your jacket and pulling a chair towards her bedside.

“Captain told me what happened this morning” Jiyeon said as she took your hand into hers.

“Ah, I wanted to tell you first. It’s okay though, the squad will be fine without me. I was the one who insisted in helping out Luda”

“Any word on her whereabouts?”

“None. Hey babe, did you happen to hear what she said before she escaped?”

“Who, Luda? I probably already passed out, why?”

“Well, besides saying she had to find Xuanyi, she also said to not trust anyone in the squad” you said.

“Do you believe her?”

“I-I don’t know. The squad is our family. But for Luda to do something like this, she must have her reasons. There’s no way she could’ve done this without any help”

“So you think there’s a mole in the squad?” Jiyeon asked you as she put on her glasses. From her tone, you knew you had to choose your words carefully.

“I’m just saying we have to assess all our options. How in the world was she able to steal guns and other evidence from lockup? She can’t be doing this just because she thinks you were the reason Xuanyi and the others were transferred”

“Baby, are you sure? Think about what you’re saying. We can’t just go up to everyone and ask if they’re a mole. There has to be another reason” Jiyeon replied as she began rubbing her chin.

“It was just a suggestion. Although you do seem a bit worked up. Baby, is there something you aren’t telling me?” you asked.

Jiyeon looked up at you, her eyes widening at what she just heard. “Excuse me?”

“I mean, when we all split up you wanted us to cover a different area by ourselves while the others had a partner. Not to mention I found you and Luda alone in the cryogenic vault”

“Are you insinuating that I might secretly be working for Luda and know something about the kidnapping?”

“No, I-”

“Even before you and I became boyfriend and girlfriend, we are partners. I can’t believe you would accuse me of being a criminal” Jiyeon’s voice gradually became louder. Tears started to well in her eyes as she looked at you.

“That’s not what I’m saying-”

“I think you should leave”

“What?”

“This is all too much for me to handle. I’m tired” she said to you as she lowered the bed and turned on her side to face the window. “Maybe this isn’t working”

“What? What are you saying?” you asked her.

“I think… we should spend some time apart”

“Is this what you want?”

“It is”

You were heartbroken. You didn’t expect the visit to the hospital to end this way. Jiyeon’s words echoed through your mind. Did you really believe she could aid Luda? Were you accusing your own girlfriend of a crime without evidence? Luda’s words about not trusting anyone in the squad even had you questioning your significant other.

“Okay” was all you said. “My phone’s always on whenever you want to talk”

Jiyeon didn’t reply, adjusting herself on the bed as you headed for the door.

“I love you, Jiyeon”

“Five, four, three, two, and…”

Upbeat disco music can be heard playing through the speakers. An ocean of leggings and sports bras as far as the eye can see filled up the room as a hybrid Pilates and zumba class was being held.

“Step. And step. And knees around the world”

Detective Son Jooyeon was beginning to breathe heavily while keeping up with the class. She was far from out of shape, but certainly wasn’t used to this higher intensity workout. She preferred her usual Pilates class, but when a friend of hers named Park Sooyoung told her about this place and hyped it up to no end, she had to check what the fuss was about.

“Great form unnie, I’m so jealous of your abs” Jooyeon turns to her side and sees Detective Jinsook next to her.

“Jinsook, what are you doing here?”

“We needed to talk somewhere outside the precinct” said a voice coming from Jooyeon’s right side. She looks and sees Lieutenant Hyunjung following the teacher’s instruction.

“Lieutenant, you’re here too? Amazing” Jooyeon said as they all began doing lunges.

“Unnie, we discovered something while going through some old precinct files. We have reason to believe Luda may have had some help” Jinsook said in a slightly out of breath tone.

“Are you saying it was an inside job?”

“Don’t stop doing your lunges!”

“Sorry, ma’am” Jinsook replied, raising her hand to apologize.

“It makes no sense why Luda would respond to the emergency call if her only plan was to find Xuanyi and the others”

“And squat… and hold… and work those quads”

“Think about it, detective. If Luda had help on the inside, the distress call would give them enough time to be able to hack into the database and leak out whatever evidence other precincts had on various inmates. If any criminals were wrongfully locked up simply based on the fact that they were criminals, all the dirt would be exposed that not all cops are good” Lieutenant Hyunjung said.

“Turn it! Get down”

All three turn to their left side and squat once more.

“Why is this workout so difficult? Do I even have quads?” Jinsook whined.

“And turn around once more”

“Normally, we’d report this to internal affairs. But since this case is seeming to be bigger than just a mole within our precinct, we need concrete evidence in order to prove Luda has help on the inside” Jooyeon said.

Unbeknownst to the three of them, another woman with powerful thighs was listening in to the conversation. She had a phone in her pocket that was recording everything.

“And hula hand”

“If we’re gonna do this, we’ll need all the help we can get” Jooyeon said to the others.

“I’ll make some calls” Jinsook replied.

“Same here” the Lieutenant said. “I think it’s time we visited a few other precincts”

“Do you have any in mind?” Jooyeon asked.

“I do. A girl I trained with in the academy is a Lieutenant at the Dreamcatcher precinct”

“I do too! My partner during my rookie days in the academy became a detective a few years ago. She’s Chinese born so she definitely knows a lot of overseas contacts” Jinsook said cheerfully.

The one hour class finally ended. Jooyeon was exhausted, now she knew why it was regarded as one of the best high intensity workouts in the area. She grabs her bag and an insulated stainless steel water bottle from the shelf near the exit and sits on one of the yoga mats on the floor. She grabs her phone from one of the side pockets and checks it. A bunch of SNS notifications and texts from the precinct group chat. Jooyeon noticed that you and Jiyeon haven’t replied to any of the messages since the night of the incident.

Remembering Jinsook’s compliment about how her abs looked, she sat in front of a mirror. Wanting to show the beside of herself, she fixed her bangs and wiped off the sweat from her arms and face before turning her head to the side slightly and taking a mirror selfie, puckering her lips slightly to resemble a duck.

Grinning widely at how it turned out, she took the photo and began to compose a message. It took several minutes before she was satisfied with what she wrote. There was constantly typing only for it to be deleted seconds later. After what seemed like a lifetime, Jooyeon settled on a message she was satisfied with.

“Oppa! Hope everything’s alright. I just finished pilates with the Lieutenant and Jinsook. Don’t I look cute? I miss you ♡”

Jooyeon screamed in horror after she hit send. She deleted the text chain, flipping her phone over in embarrassment. Not even 30 seconds later, a new message was received. She picked up her phone and raised it.

“Hey, everything’s alright. Glad you guys got to spend time out of work. Hey speaking of which, do you happen to be free today?” your message read.

“Of course! I got the next few days off (: “

“Great. I’ll pick you up at 5?”

“So early haha. But sure, I can’t wait”

“See you then. Also… I miss you too Jooyeon”

She could barely contain her excitement upon reading the last message. Holding her phone to her chest, Jooyeon was giddy as she gathered her belongings and exited the room to quickly get home and freshen up.

“See you then. Also… I miss you too Jooyeon” [Read 2:40 PM]

You looked at your phone and smiled. You and Jooyeon hadn’t just hung out with it being just the two of you in quite some time. You sighed deeply and fell back onto your bed. Staring at the ceiling, you thought about what Jiyeon said. You lost her trust in you. But at the same time, she didn’t really give you a chance to express your side more. You weren’t sure how to feel about things. Hopefully hanging out with Jooyeon will lift your spirits.

Monsoon season was beginning to end in Seoul. Humidity continued to be the death of you, though. You kept your outfit simple: a white tee and a pair of black joggers. You found a pair of shoes hidden under your bed that you don’t remember buying. They fit, albeit a bit snug. You figured they would feel better after breaking them in. Looking at your watch, you hold a bouquet of roses and smile. You feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around.

“Oppa”

Son Jooyeon greets you a wide smile on her face. You stood there like an idiot, stunned briefly at how beautiful her smile was. Jooyeon’s face was small and perfect. Compared to some of the other members of the squad, she was on the taller side. Her body was perfectly slim and contained model-like proportions. You were surprised companies weren’t trying to scout her. Jooyeon was always enthusiastic about whatever task she did, the public speaking courses she took definitely helped her refine her speech and be confident whenever she needed to speak to uncooperative witnesses and suspects.

Beautiful. Intellectual. Charming. If someone were to ask you to describe Jooyeon, these are the three words you would use. Her beauty knew no bounds.

Son Jooyeon chose to wear a simple outfit as well. Her light blue jeans hugged her wide hips and clung onto her lower body almost as if it was made just for her. The white tank top she had on showed off as much of her milky skin as possible without it being too provocative. The top ended perfectly above her stomach, showing off the faintest indentation of abs and giving you a full view of her midriff. She complimented her look with white feather earrings, white high heels and rose pink lipstick.

“Wow” was all you said to her.

“You’re pretty wow yourself” she giggled. “Are those for me?”

Jooyeon pointed to the flowers you were holding. “Oh yeah, here. I got them from a flower shop nearby”

“Thank you, oppa. They look beautiful” she smiled as she shook her head back and forth slightly, inhaling the scent of the roses.

“You look beautiful, Jooyeon” you blurted out.

You put a hand on the back of your neck and rubbed it slightly. Jooyeon saw you and laughed.

“That’s the first time you’ve ever told me that. Thank you”

“So what do you wanna do?” you asked her.

Jooyeon’s stomach growled as her response.

You both laughed. “It’s a bit too early for dinner” you said, looking at your watch. “There’s a convenience store nearby where we can get some snacks though”

“Let’s go!” Jooyeon cheered as she pointed forwards. You nodded, extending your hand out to let her lead the way. Jooyeon surprised you by taking your arm and linking it with hers as you two walked.

“Welcome”

You and Jooyeon enter the convenience store and head to the frozen section. She picks out various ice cream cones. After a childish argument over who was going to pay, you momentarily distract her by tapping her shoulder and putting the items down on the counter. Jooyeon looked around to see who tapped her shoulder and once she realized it was a joke, saw she was too late and you already paid for the snacks.

“Here you go sir” the cashier said as she handed you the bag full of treats.

“Thank you” You and Jooyeon are about to leave when the cashier speaks.

“Sir, I’m sorry to bother. But you look familiar”

“I get that alot” you say, laughing. “But likewise to you”

“Do you happen to know someone by the name of Kim Minji?” she asks.

“Y-yeah. She’s my ex girlfriend. We used to work together at a convenience store like this one”

“Ah, I see. She’s spoken highly of you. Well, here’s her card. She’s the president of Dreamcatcher Company”

You take the card. The business card had Minji’s information as well as a giant dreamcatcher on the side.

“Well thank you, miss… Lee Yubin” you say while squinting.

You both walk for a bit until you find a restaurant Jiyeon wanted to try. Being a gentleman, you prepared a chair for Jooyeon who thanks you in kind. The vibe in the restaurant was very cozy, lots of potted plants and dim overhead lighting. As Jooyeon looked at the various sauces that lined the table near the window, you looked through the menu. The place prides itself in bringing the flavors of Southeast Asia to Korea.

“I’ve never had this kind of food before, what is good?” Jooyeon asked you as she struggled to pronounce some of the dish names.

“Neither have I” you replied. “But I hear the spring rolls are good. And this noodle dish called mee rebus sounds good too”

“Sounds interesting. Ooh, what’s this? It’s called… sisig. Apparently it’s pork mixed with a few vegetables and spices. Oppa, let’s order that too”

You laughed as the waiter came to your table. Reciting the things you both wanted to order, the waiter took the menus afterwards and left.

“So how are you and Jiyeon unnie?” Jooyeon asked as she sips on a glass of water.

“We’re good” you replied.

“Ah, oppa I know when you’re lying. Your voice gets all deep and you can’t maintain eye contact”

“I’m not lying”

“Oppa”

“Jiyeon and I are on a break” you said with a heavy heart. “It was a misunderstanding. I might have… alluded to her that I thought she was helping Luda”

“Oh no. Did she listen to your side of the story?”

“She never gave me the chance to explain myself before kicking me out and saying she needed a break”

The food arrives and you two dig in. Jooyeon was a heavy eater, the snacks you bought her at the convenience store made her even hungrier. She didn’t even bother offering you any food before grabbing the container of rice and putting a bunch on her plate. You smiled, thinking how someone as fit as Jooyeon could eat enough food for four people.

She looks up and sees you. “Oh… I’m sorry oppa. I haven’t been eating too much because of work and got a bit carried away”

“Don’t worry about me. Eat”

Jooyeon nods, her eyes smiling at you as she savors the food. You weren’t used to seeing the cute side of her. At the precinct, she was rather curt and focused only on work.

“So what do you want to do after this?” you asked her as you slurped on your bowl of noodles.

“I was thinking we could go catch a movie. Maybe see a rerun of an Avengers movie?” she said, burping rather loudly. She covered her mouth in embarrassment while you laughed.

“That sounds great” you replied, taking a napkin and wiping the corner of her lips.

The theater was rather empty since it was a weekday. After purchasing tickets, Jooyeon insisted the movie wouldn’t be complete without popcorn and soda. How she had room left for food was beyond you. There was a mini arcade inside the movie theater so you chose to play a game of basketball and air hockey before the movie started.

When the movie finally started, you both were at your reserved seats. Jooyeon kept stuffing popcorn into her face, her eyes glued onto the screen. You were watching the movie as well, but caught yourself sneaking glances at her. It made you happy seeing Jooyeon happy. Both of you reached for the same kernels of popcorn at the same time. This causes you both to retract your hands and look away. You cleared your already clear throat, trying to eliminate the awkwardness.

“The ending always gets me” Jooyeon said to you as you both exited the theater.

“How so?”

“It really felt like the Avengers lost. Thanos collected all the Infinity Stones and wiped out half of all life”

“Well yeah, but we know how the next one ends” you said. She gently nudged your shoulder before putting her arm inside yours.

“Thanks for hanging out with me today, I really needed this” you said to Jooyeon as the car was parked at her apartment’s basement parking.

“Me too, oppa. We need to do more of these”

“Let me know whenever you want to hangout again” you smiled at her, unlocking the car doors.

Jooyeon was about to reach for the door handle before she turned to you.

“Oppa. Do you… want to come upstairs?”

Jooyeon’s apartment was cozy. While it wasn’t as large as Jiyeon’s, it wasn’t a cramped studio apartment either. It was very bright. Both from the color of the walls and the string of lights that decorated the room. You realized this was the first time you visited a member of the squad’s residence other than Jiyeon’s.

“Make yourself at home” Jooyeon said as she tossed her purse on the couch and went to the refrigerator. “Do you want anything to eat?”

“You’re still hungry?” you laughed while asking her.

“A girl’s gotta eat” she said as she plopped her body next to you. You felt yourself getting a bit flushed, but composed yourself.

“Nice place you have here” you said, twiddling your thumbs.

“Thanks. It’s not much, but it’s home”

“How long have you been living here for?” you asked.

“Few years now. I’ve thought about moving out but this place has too many memories” Jooyeon said.

“I can see that”

“Oppa” you stared into Jooyeon’s brown eyes. Her gaze changed. No longer was it bright and happy.

“Do you know why I asked you to come here?”

“No, I don’t. Did you want me to see your apartment”

“No silly” Jooyeon sighed. “I’ll just be straightforward. I really like you oppa”

“Wow” was all you could say.

“I know you’re dating Jiyeon unnie. But I wanted to make my feelings known”

“I-I think I should go” you said, putting the water bottle down and beginning to get up from the couch.

You felt Jooyeon’s hand grab onto your wrist softly. Her eyes were pleading at you. As tough a girl as Jooyeon was, you never saw her let down her guard to anyone.

“Please, oppa. Don’t go. Stay. I… want to make another memory with you here”

A million thoughts raced through your mind at once. You knew that you couldn’t see what the future had in store, but it definitely wasn’t this. Was this really happening? Are you sure you weren’t dreaming?

“You want me to stay here tonight?” you asked her nervously, your voice reaching a higher pitch than normal.

“Is that okay with you?”

“I- I don’t know…”

“I just… don’t want to be alone tonight” Jooyeon said, lightly squeezing on the water bottle before taking another gulp.

“Jooyeon…”

“It’s just… this is the first date I’ve been on in awhile. And it’s someone I really like. I… I don’t know” she said.

“This was a date?” you asked.

“I mean… wasn’t it?” she said, making you doubt what today truly was. “We had dinner and a movie. And you took me home. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was a first date”

You took a sip of water as you began to process the whirlwind that occurred the past 30 seconds. Were you on a date with Jooyeon?

“So you’ll stay then?” she timidly asked.

You nodded.

“Great. Then can you turn the aircon on? It’s getting pretty stuffy in here” she said, grinning.

You walked over to her thermostat, setting the temperature from 72 to a cool 63. You were about to sit down on the couch next to her when she suddenly got up and put her hand in yours. Not speaking a single word, she lead you to her bedroom.

“Sit” she said as she pushed your body down onto her bed. You were surprised at how Jooyeon’s bed was able to fit in her room since it took up almost 70% of it. Her room was mostly empty, a vanity area at one corner and a small desk with a laptop and various photos at another. A flatscreen television was placed on the wall in front of her bed.

“Make yourself comfortable” she said, repeating her words earlier when you sat on the couch. “I’m gonna change really quick”

Unsure of what to do to pass the time, you looked through your phone. You didn’t have any unread messages so you decided to watch a few videos to pass the time. Eventually, you hear the sound of a faucet being turned off. A tapping noise near the doorframe is what gets your attention diverted from a currently playing video.

Awaiting you was Detective Son Jooyeon dressed in a police officer cosplay. You think. She wore a pair of black shorts that complimented her hips well. A black blazer could be seen covering a button up shirt that was tailored to show off her midriff. The loose fitting black tie that went along with the outfit covered her belly button. She wore a police officer cap like the ones you saw on tv, holding a toy gun in her delicate hand.

She looked at you, her gaze oozing pure seduction. The twinkle in her eyes shined with a burning passion.

“Jooyeon, what are you-”

“Quiet. Someone’s been a very bad boy…”

She grabbed a baton from behind her and poked it on your chest, pushing you onto the bed. She quickly straddled your lap. You both said nothing and just stared at each other. Before you knew it, she leaned closer and closer to you until your faces were only a few inches apart. You could feel her soft breaths on your face. You smelled mint whenever she did, assuming she brushed her teeth before returning to the room. Her thin, pink lips glistened thanks to the light in the room. You were confused, nervous and yet somehow aroused at the beautiful woman sitting on top of you at the moment.

“Jooyeon” you asked quietly, feeling her hands hold onto your shoulders for support.

“Yes” she replied.

“Are you… trying to make the first move on me?”

“What gave you that idea?” she asked, her voice lowering in register.

“It’s just that you’re… you know, on top of me”

“Kiss me”

“What?”

“Kiss me, oppa”

Without a second thought, you closed your eyes and gently pressed your lips against hers. The feeling the moment you both connected sent a jolt of electricity across your entire body. It was insane to think about. Jooyeon cupped your face and pulled you closer to her. Not a single thought went through your mind. Your body reacted on its own, feeling the tender, passionate kiss you two were beginning to share. You responded in kind by wrapping your arms around Jooyeon’s waist and pulled her closer to you. Her petite figure felt wonderful in your embrace.

“Should we be doing this?” you asked as your lips temporarily disconnected.

“Yes” she said, not letting go of you and continuing to brush your lips together. “I need this. I want you”

And so you both continued. You felt Jooyeon’s tongue find yours, as your fingers ran through her hair. Even though the entire apartment was a brisk 63, it felt like the room was getting too hot. The air was heavy with both of your emotions. Jooyeon began to be bold and kissed you more furiously, bringing your hands to her waist and hips. While she was still wearing shorts, you felt every curve of her body.

The soft, tender kiss you shared a few minutes ago was long gone. Replacing it was a hot, passionate makeout session. You gave into temptation and crept your fingers slowly until they reached her butt. Hormones were being kicked into overdrive as you lost control and wanted to feel every part of her.

Jooyeon sucked on your bottom lip and reached down to remove your shirt. You responded by squeezing her butt. It was so soft, even softer than Jiyeon’s you thought. She let out a heavy moan from your touch. Never having enough, you squeezed it again, being a bit more aggressive this time. She jumped slightly but went down and sucked on your neck, beginning slowly before increasing in force. She tossed your shirt aside, you were turned on by how assertive Jooyeon was being.

“You’re sure about this?” you asked with heavy breaths.

“I’m more than sure” she said, kissing your chest softly.

“But-”

She put a finger on you and smiled. “No buts. Well except mine, your hands felt so good on them”

Jooyeon resumed kissing you wildly, as she locked her thighs on you and dug her tongue into your mouth. You were a bit caught off guard by her forwardness but realized it made you even more aroused. Your hands returned to her ass, squeezing her cheeks as hard as you could. She jumped up, but quickly composed yourself and gave you a very naughtly smile.

“Looks like someone’s being a really bad boy” she said in a seductive tone.

“Is that a bad thing?”

You didn’t give her the chance to reply by roughly smacking her cheeks.

“Ah” she moaned, biting her bottom lip. “I like it. It turns me on when you do that”

You unbuttoned her shorts and slipped them off her. Placing your hands on her now semi exposed butt, you gathered her panties onto the crease and smacked her ass again. The sound reverberating inside the room and your ears.

Jooyeon slowly removed her blazer, tie and shirt leaving herself exposed in black laced lingerie. Her thin waist complimented her hourglass figure. A pair of round breasts immediately caught your eye as you looked down and saw the smoothest, longest legs that you wanted wrapped around your hips. And face.

She bit her lips as you ran your hands across her soft body. Her stomach was perfectly flat and toned. Feeling it in your own hands was an indescribable feeling. Her hair flowed perfectly down her face as she stared at you with one of the sexiest expressions you have ever seen on a woman.

“You look beautiful, Jooyeon” you said, your heartbeat increasing in speed.

“That’s the second time you’ve said that to me” she said, blushing.

She slowly rocked back and forth on your body, you felt her arousal on your jeans since her poor excuse of panties did nothing to prevent her wetness from leaking out.

“Were you waiting for me to say it again?”

“Maybe” she said, smiling at you sweetly as she placed your hands on her thighs. You decided enough was enough and held onto her hips as you brought her body upwards towards your face.

“Wow” she said, surprised at how aggressive you were.

Jooyeon was now sitting on top of you, holding onto the sides of your head for balance. The wonderful aroma of her feminine scent quickly entered your nostrils. You noticed she decided to spray perfume all over her body. You caught a whiff of cherry blossoms. Softly, you began kissing the creases of her warm thighs. She began breathing heavily, lowering herself onto you even more while she began rocking her hips back and forth. You stuck your tongue out, gliding it across her crotch as it was now being mixed with her own wetness.

“You’re t-teasing me?” she whined.

“Is that bad?”

You grabbed onto the hemline of her panties and yanked them downwards, Jooyeon assisting you in removing them. Now you were finally able to see her beautiful, bare pussy. The initial contact of your tongue onto her was amazing. You were overwhelmed with happiness, while she gasped loudly. Her body squirmed as you began to taste her, it tasted as sweet as candy in your opinion. You began lapping up as much as you could.

“You taste amazing”

“Holy fuck” she moaned, grabbing fistfuls of your hair as she continued grinding on your mouth.

You kissed her beautiful pink pussy lips as she continued dripping into your mouth. She left you very intoxicated, sensory overload was something you didn’t think was possible until this moment. Slowly, you traced your tongue across her entirely before digging deep. You heard Jooyeon scream from above you, wanting to cover her mouth in order to avoid being heard by her neighbors. You didn’t care at all, what with her thighs wrapped around your ears. You continued pushing your tongue inside her, licking her walls as her body squirmed in pure ecstasy.

“That feels so good” she moaned.

Jooyeon would spend several minutes riding your face while you held onto her ass, both for balance and to caress it in your hands. Your hands felt every inch of her. Every curve of her soft, smooth cheeks. Her loud moans pierced the quiet room as you continued drawing tender circles on her clit with your tongue. You felt her skin begin to moisten with sweat even though the room was a bit chilly. Taking her clit into your mouth and sucking it, you felt Jooyeon yank onto your hair rather roughly. You thought she was going to pull out fistfuls of hair from how aggressive it was. Her thighs squeezed your head rather painfully from how much in pleasure she was.

“Holy shit… don’t stop oppa. Please don’t stop” she screamed, causing you to alternate between sucking and licking her pussy. “Fuck! Don’t stop -- oh my fucking god”

Jooyeon’s back began to arch as her body was shaking. With every movement of her body, you squeezed her ass even harder. She moaned so loudly you were beginning to be a bit afraid people would hear and think something bad was happening to their neighbor. Mercifully, you relinquished your grip on her causing her to breathe heavily as her body sat on top of yours.

She removed her grip on your hair, you were internally thanking her as you thought you wouldn’t have any left if you were gonna continue. Her mouth was wide open from the excitement she felt from being pleasured. She looked into your soul with a loving gaze.

“That was amazing…” she whimpered out, gently kissing you. You responded by kissing back before moving onto her neck and shoulder. Your fingers held onto the strap of her bra and removed it.

“You’re so crazy” you said, swallowing your saliva to help you catch your breath.

Your hands wrapped around her back and unhooked her bra. Once it dropped down, her breasts were finally fully revealed to you. They were noticeably bigger than Jiyeon’s, a perfect size to fit in your hand. Her nipples were a cute shade of pink, contrasting Jiyeon’s brown ones. Your mouth watered as she was now fully exposed to you.

“Wow” you said. It felt like that was all you were able to say about Jooyeon.

Tossing her bra aside, her breasts jiggled slightly. She giggled at you, seeing your eyes hungrily stare at them. She grabbed your hands and placed them on her chest. They were so warm and full to the touch. Her boobs were even softer than her ass, seemingly made for your hands. You began to gently fondle them, pinching the tip of her nipples with your fingers while she rubbed yourself on your body.

Placing a tender kiss on your lips, she removed herself from your lap and descended to your lower body.

“It’s my turn to see what you’ve been hiding” she said naughtily as she began to unbutton your jeans. You were nervous because you were about to fully expose yourself to Jooyeon. At the same time, you were happy because your erection was painfully trapped inside your pants. She finally pulled both the jeans and your boxer briefs, releasing your cock from its cloth prison.

Her eyes twinkled with excitement as she stared wide eyed at it. She wrapped her soft hand around your shaft, wanting to feel every part of it like it was a delicate item.

“Wow, you’re so fucking hard...” she said.

Jooyeon started stroking your cock slowly, observing your facial expressions. She smiles in satisfaction as she sees you close your eyes and tilt your head back. Her delicate hands were now stained with your precum as she tightened her grip on your shaft.

“Should I?” she asked you in a soft voice, asking for your permission.

“Ahh… please” you begged her.

“Such an impatient oppa” she said, giggling before wrapping her thin lips around you. Your eyes momentarily see her before closing once again from the pleasure.

“I barely put my lips on you and you’re this turned on?” she said as she began stroking you fast.

The pleasure was too much for you to reply. Instead, you felt Jooyeon slowing down her movements. She placed a gentle kiss on the tip, going down a line on your entire length. She never broke eye contact with you while doing so. Son Jooyeon had such a beautiful face and body, the way she handled your cock turned you on even more.

She eventually made her way down to your balls, making long licks upwards with her tongue before taking each individually in her mouth. Her tongue flickered while doing so, rewarding her with lovely groans from you. After making sure each ball was coated with saliva, she ran her tongue one last time across them before returning back to the head where she twirled around the circumference of it. You tried to pretend you weren’t satisfied, but Jooyeon knew you were bluffing.

“Oppa… you aren’t holding back are you?” she asked, her tongue rapidly licking the underside of your head.

Not caring to wait for a response, Jooyeon began sucking your cock. Her warm, wet mouth fully lathered you as she bobbed her head up and down. She would apply a gentle suction at the tip, her tongue swirling around your shaft at the same time.

You were no stranger to getting blowjobs, Jiyeon having given you many under your desk or your convenience store days when Kim Minji would do so when you were restocking shelves. But now that Son Jooyeon was sucking your cock, you felt like it was a dream.

Her speed began to pick up, Jooyeon simultaneously moaning with you even though her mouth was stuffed with cock. She was so focused on pleasuring you that she began cupping your balls while her head bobbed up and down. Jooyeon wasn’t just giving you one of the best blowjobs you have ever received, you were being comforted physically as well as mentally. She wanted you to feel relaxed, taking great pride in knowing she would be the one to ease your worries.

She gave you such a deadly stare while she let go of fondling your balls and pushed her long, messy jet black hair back. She continued her mouth’s furious sucking and grip on you, causing you to begin to feel an out of body experience from how much pressure she was applying. You were ready to cum at any moment.

Jooyeon knew this, so she stopped. As her mouth released its hold on you, saliva began to spill out when her head began to move up. You moaned, not wanting her to let go. She looked at you staring at her with pity in your eyes, pleading for her to put you back into her mouth. She gave you a mischievous smirk, satisfied you weren’t able to cum. She returned to gently stroking you.

“Sorry oppa” she said. But you knew she wasn’t sorry.

“You’re not being fair” you panted.

“Oh?” she replied softly. “How do you think we should make things fair?”

She crawled back up towards you, kissing you on the lips. Her fingers glided across your cheek tenderly as you looked at her when your lips disconnected. Her beauty left you awestruck, hypnotizing you to do whatever she asked.

Without warning, Jooyeon’s body is lowered onto your face when she turns around suddenly. You were being smothered by her pussy as she takes your cock into her mouth. Her juices continued leaking down her thighs as she begged for you to stimulate her more. If her pussy wasn’t drowning you or your line of vision, you probably would've just cum from watching her suck your cock in this position.

Son Jooyeon never struck you as such a wild person in the bedroom. She always had an air of elegance to her, even though she considered herself one of the boys who could seemingly get along with any friend group. While it does surprise you, to be fair you never expected to see her be intimate in the bedroom. There were no complaints from you, if this was how Jooyeon gives blowjobs, you were anticipating how she would be when she is getting fucked.

She took your cock as deep as she could, so deep in her mouth that her lips reached your base. She did her best to hold on for a long time, feeling her throat be stuffed with your tip. The pleasure that flowed throughout your body was so addicting. Jooyeon’s natural odor during sex was an intoxicating one: she left you wanting more. You were beginning to become addicted to her.

You smacked both of her ass cheeks, firmly holding on top both as you lapped up her sweet nectar. Jooyeon tasted a lot sweeter than Jiyeon in your opinion.

“Oppa!” Jooyeon released your cock from her mouth, moaning out loudly. You gave her repeated smacks on her ass while squeezing them. Your tongue buried itself deep inside her hole, Jooyeon mimicked the same actions on your cock.

“Oh my god…” she screamed while sucking your cock that was glistening.

You both repeated your actions over and over as your tongue tasted all of her. She moaned incoherently due to her mouth being stuffed with your cock. You wanted to tease her, stopping her from receiving pleasure. Jooyeon was not happy about that, pushing her pussy onto your face.

“You’re being needy” you teased.

Of course this was just you putting on a front since you saw Jooyeon bobbing her head up and down your cock. Your efforts to tease her were in vain, she was the one in control. Not you.

You took two fingers and inserted them inside her pussy. Jooyeon let out a scream as her walls wrapped themselves around you. You entered deeper, establishing a rhythm. She wasn’t going to let you out pleasure her, stroking your cock hard as she began to deepthroat you. You let out an extremely loud moan, shocked that she was so competitive.

Jooyeon’s assault continued, swallowing you whole as her screams couldn’t be contained even with a mouthful of dick. You began to feel asphyxiated from her pussy being on your face but you figured it wouldn’t be a bad way to go. You mustered up the strength to clean up the trickles of juices that flowed out of her. You sucked on her clit gently, making various lengths of lines with your tongue. Her body convulsed as she finally released your cock from the warm wet confines of her mouth.

“Holy shit… keep going oppa” she said. “Don’t fucking stop”

Although she wanted to keep sucking your cock, the pleasure you were giving her rendered her weak. You were rewarded with her cries of pleasure, increasing in pace as her screams became louder in octaves.

“Fuck… don’t stop. Fuck” she yelled.

Son Jooyeon rivaled Kwon Eunbi at being the loudest in bed. Both women had an air of elegance to them, but were sex crazed freaks behind closed doors. You wanted to hear her beg for you more.

“Don’t you fucking stop oppa” she said as you smacked her ass. She pushed her now damp her back as she grabbed a handful of her tits. She was consumed by a sex filled rage, only wanting to be pleasured by you.

“This feels so fucking good” she said. “No one’s ever eaten my pussy like this!”

Her body grinded up and down repeatedly as her body was shaking. She grabbed onto your thighs for support. Struggling to catch her breath, you give her a stimulating lick. You kissed whatever you could, smacking her ass again. It felt like your night consisted of Jooyeon saying vulgar words and moaning at a high decibel.

She struggled to get up from your face, her legs wobbling. She turned around, now face to face with you as she was glistening with sweat. Jooyeon was a sweaty, panting mess and yet she still looked beautiful to you.

“Oppa” she moaned, kissing you on the lips. “This is crazy… I want you so badly. Do you want me?”

“I want you too, Jooyeon” you replied, squeezing her breasts.

You fixed her bangs and tucked away several loose strands of hair behind her ear as she kissed you. She interlocked her hands with yours, as your bodies rubbed against one another. Her breasts felt so soft pressed against you, both of you could hear your hearts beat.

You wrapped your arms around Jooyeon and flipped her over so that she was lying down on the bed. She wrapped her arms around your neck as you leaned down and kissed her. She spread her thighs open as she pulled you towards her. You held onto your cock and it eventually found its way in front of her pussy. You rubbed your tip against her lips, as it began to be covered by her juices. She moaned as she bit her lower lip while looking at you.

“Fuck me please, baby” she said as she grabbed fistfuls of her hair. “I want to get fucked by you”

“You’re being a bad girl, Jooyeon. Good girls don’t beg to be fucked”

“Please…” she pleaded, looking at you with loving eyes.

Not wanting to delay your own pleasure any longer, you push your cock inside Jooyeon. Her pussy was so warm and tight. The foreplay you two did earlier made it so that you easily slid inside due to her slick juices. Her walls began to constrict your cock as you began to slowly move inside her. One hand was placed behind your head while the other clawed your back as she began to scream. You began to fuck her while tenderly giving her face kisses.

“Baby…” she cried in ecstasy. Her legs wrapped themselves tightly around you.

“You’re so tight, Jooyeon” you managed to say.

“Call me baby, please”

You fucked Jooyeon tenderly, slower than your usual pace but it didn’t matter. You felt safe inside Jooyeon’s embrace, her breasts jiggled up and down to the rhythm of your thrusts. You took each nipple into your mouth, sucking on them. She kept moaning as you slid in and out of her pussy. You gradually began picking up momentum, her walls tightening around your shaft even harder. With your increased pace came Jooyeon’s screams gradually becoming louder.

“Babe...” you moaned.

“Harder…” she screamed. “Fuck me harder…”

You unwrapped her legs from your waist and put them above your shoulders. You fucked her faster, harder than before. The tip of your cock was reaching the epicenter of where she was getting the most pleasure. She screamed loudly, happy that you were listening to her. She gripped onto the bedsheets roughly as the sound her body slamming against your pelvis filled the quiet room. Her juices splashed against you with each thrust.

“Baby, I’m cumming… oh my god I’m gonna cum” she cried. Her body was convulsing as you didn’t decrease in intensity. With one final loud scream, Son Jooyeon clawed your back roughly as her orgasm arrived.

Once the aftershocks of her orgasm winded down, you slowed your pace. She was panting heavily, her body drenched in sweat as she looked at you lovingly. Her face looked satisfied, happy that you made her feel good. Feeling tired, you pulled yourself out of her. You both moaned as inch by inch withdrew itself. The temperature in the air was cool thanks to the air conditioning, giving you a tingling sensation as it flowed through your cock which was covered in her pussy juice.

“I’m getting close to cumming” you said weakly.

“No” she said, rubbing her pussy lips. “You can’t cum yet baby”

She cupped your face, kissing you sweetly as you felt her body warm you up. Jooyeon stroked your cock while doing so, you responded by fondling her breasts.

“Sit on the edge” she said quietly.

You obeyed as Jooyeon grabbed a pillow and threw it on the ground. She kneeled, smiling at you with both her lips and her eyes. Her hand returned to your penis, gripping onto it as she ran her tongue on your frenulum. Your cock was sensitive, twitching at the contact.

She spit on her left hand before wrapping her lips around your cock, gently sucking on your tip. The hand that contained her spit massaged your balls tenderly. You felt goosebumps on your body as your spine shivered thanks to her actions.

“I love your cock” she said, stroking you. “Can you please fuck me like this at work?”

“Jooyeon-”

“I told you to call me baby” her words betraying her as she smiled sweetly at you. “Don’t think I don’t know about Jiyeon unnie giving you blowjobs under your desk”

She doesn’t even give you time to answer as she takes your cock down her throat.

“Were you going to say something, baby?” she teased, sucking your cock once more while squeezing your balls.

You moaned out in bliss as you watched her suck your dick. Pleasure flowed from your head all the way down to your toes as she rubbed herself simultaneously. Your orgasm was fast approaching.

“Cum for me, baby” she licked her lips while laughing.

“I can’t hold it-” you panted.

“Give me your cum” she quietly said, tenderly kissing your tip repeatedly before sucking your cock once again. She switched between various speeds as she grabbed your left hand and put it behind her head. One of her delicate hands fondled your balls while the other squeezed her breasts. You put your other hand on her head, running your fingers through her moist hair as her jet black hair bobbed up and down. You felt her moans as your cock was in her mouth.

“Jooyeon… it’s coming” you panted.

Jooyeon increased in pace, sucking you even harder. You roughly pulled on her hair as she looked up and stared into your soul. You both knew what was fast approaching.

“Joo-”

Your body didn’t give you a chance to finish moaning her name as it went numb. The tingling sensation flowed from your head to your toes as you erupted inside her mouth. Jooyeon moaned as she kept bobbing, feeling your hot sticky cum hit the back of her throat. Her eyes were smiling at you, twinkling with delight as she began to swallow. You held onto your cock and tapped it a few times on her tongue. She sucks your cock a few times before releasing it from her mouth with a loud pop as she laps up the last remaining dribble on your urethra.

The innocent smile Jooyeon gave you betrayed the actions she just committed.

You pushed your weak body and laid down on the bed, breathing heavily. One of the more intense orgasms you had, you were in awe at how Jooyeon was able to make you feel. She moved with you, cleaning your cock a bit more. After several minutes, she finally climbed up the bed and laid down next to you. She gave you a tender kiss as you wrapped your arms around her.

You cuddled for some time, before your eyes began to get heavy. Jooyeon’s body next to you was touching yours. Your breaths were synced in unison. She looked up at you as you looked down at her, both of you smiling sweetly as your lips connect one more time. You hold her tightly in your embrace as you kiss her forehead before both of you drift off to sleep.

“I love you, oppa”

Elsewhere in one of the backrooms of a shop, a woman is seen counting money. She smiles, a gun right next to her on the desk.

A knock on the door can be heard.

“Enter”

Four women enter the room and greet the woman. They are of varying heights, a bit of uneasiness seen on their faces.

“We did what you said, boss. No one knows we’re working for you”

“Good. If any of you double cross me, these two will see to it that you’re taken care of”

Two women approach from the shadows standing next to the woman who was sitting down. One was smiling, wearing an apron while smelling a black rose, the other smirks as she wiped the sweat off her forehead with a towel.

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strike three ⚾ chapter one

“sometimes, you find love where you’d least expect it.”

☽ baseball team captain!jinhyuck x softball team captain!reader

☽ college!au

☽ ft. up10tion’s jinhyuck, uniq’s seungyoun, up10tion’s wooseok and most likely other produce x 101 contestants aswell

☽ also kim jiyeon, cho sojung and kim hyunjung of wjsn just to have a face to those names, but if you want to imagine your own people go ahead because this is mainly a produce x 101 fic

☽ fluff and bits of angst, possibly more mature content but only following a warning

☽ second person view, female reader who goes by your name (y/n)

☽ word count : 1.4k

☽ finished at 2019-07-15, 1:00 am

☽ a/n : sorry for writing it as jinhyuCK instead of jinhyuK... consider this my fight back against the weird romanization of the korean language! but hey here’s the first chapter, i hope you enjoy!

Masterlist l Chapter one l Chapter two l Chapter three l Chapter four l Chapter five

↬ You were not someone who longed for love. You could watch couples in the campus café and you think that you were happy for them - nothing more. It wasn’t something that you thought about daily, the need to fall in love or get a partner, unlike some of your other friends. You would always joke that your best friend Sojung was a hallway major, always strolling around the hallways talking to boys instead of actually being in the classrooms and listening to the teachers. You, however, studied as a real student would; but after school hours, all your time was spent working out or practicing.

You were the greatest pitcher in your softball team, and that hadn’t exactly come easily. You had put down a great amount of practice in your younger years to get a scholarship in this college, which was the best one in all of Korea when it came to softball and baseball. But that wasn’t the final goal, only a pit stop on the way. You wanted to become one of the very best and play in the biggest leagues, and this education really helped you on your way. But in order to not lose your scholarship and get sent back to your hometown, you also needed to stay focused in class. Your coaches and teachers had made it very clear to you that they would not keep anyone in school who was failing the classes. Somewhere along the way, you had also become the team captain, thanks to your happy and positive nature that dragged your teammates forwards at every game against other schools. As a team captain, you have a great responsibility and can not slack around to expect everyone else to do hard work, just because you radiate good vibes - you need to be the one who practices the hardest and the most often, and motivates everyone else to do the same.

So even if you had been wishing for love, there wouldn’t be time. You had to stay focused every minute in school so that you wouldn’t need to study overtime, and as soon as classes ended you made it to practice. And the little free time you had? It was needed to recover and rest your body so you could continue improving and grow even stronger.

You had many friends who understood your situation. A lot of the girls in your team had similar positions, being on scholarships and needing to focus both in class and on field, but they were all very well aware that you were overworking yourself. Even the boys in the baseball team weren’t working as hard as you. But maybe they weren’t aiming as high as you either.

There was one boy though who was very similar to you in terms of hard work. His name was Lee Jinhyuck; the baseball team’s captain and also their strongest batter. He was known to be one of the most popular boys on campus, as talent often brought fame - along with something else he had a lot of; good looks.

Though this was something that might be changing in the future. Not his good looks, that is, but his fame and his status in the team. At least according to your friend Seungyoun, who was a baseman in the baseball team.

The two of you were chatting a bit as you had just finished your practice, and he was about to begin his. “Well, he’s losing his status. You know Wooseok, right?” he asked and leaned his arm on the wall next to him in the corridor you two were currently talking in. You nodded at him and he continued talking. “He’s dating the coach’s daughter...”

You couldn’t help but let your mouth hang agape. “Really? That’s insane...”

“She’s a freshman, aswell...” You chuckled. That meant she was three years younger than you, as you were in your last year in school, a senior. “Word has it that he’s only doing it because he thinks the coach will see him as the best batter. And you know who’s got that position right now...”

“Jinhyuck.” You were friends with a couple of the boys in the team, including Jinhyuck, though you weren’t really close to any of them except for Seungyoun. But he enjoyed gossiping, so you were aware of almost all the small in intrigues and things going on in the team. It felt almost like you were in fact friends with them, as you knew everything from what their personalities were like and what things they’ve said about their girlfriends.

“Apparently it’s a cool thing to have a girlfriend, and it’s a cool thing to be picked by the coach. And, well, Jinhyuck hasn’t had a girlfriend ever since Siyeon...” Seungyoun muttered, really stressing the name of Jinhyuck’s latest girlfriend as they didn’t exactly end... well. You nodded and he checked his watch. “Oh, two minutes until I need to go. Let’s talk quicker.”

You chuckled again. “I don’t really see the problem though. Why doesn’t he just get another girlfriend? Is that so hard?”

“Well spoken from a person who hasn’t had a real lover in like... ever?” You stuck out your tongue at him. “But honestly though, don’t you know what she said about him? She thought he was too lazy and never wanted to spend any time doing anything other than like, cuddle. So he apparently isn’t really boyfriend material.”

“Oh, is that so?” He nodded and you thought about it for a moment. From what you had noticed of Jinhyuck, he wasn’t someone who struck you as a lazy type. And he wasn’t someone who struck you as the do-not-date-type either. Nor the not-boyfriend-material-type. He was handsome, had a sweet personality, was fit and was really talented, so you didn’t really understand the fuzz. But again, you hadn’t been in a serious relationship that lasted for more than a few weeks since... You couldn’t even remember when. Did you lack that part that made you understand the dateability of boys since you hadn’t been interested, and since it hadn’t been one of your priorities?

“Hey,” Seungyoun interrupted your thoughts. “aren’t you going to sign up for prom queen? Apparently the prom committee needs the applicants pretty early so that they can prepare for the voting.”

You sighed. Becoming prom queen had been one of your biggest wishes, non-sport wishes, ever since you had been really young - well, isn’t it everyone’s? Standing on the stage in front of all your schoolmates, all the people who have voted for you, and accepting the crown, looking over at the person who’s just been crowned king- and right. There’s that problem again. The king. “Well, this year, they changed the rules. You’re only allowed to compete as couples. So first of all, I would need a partner-”

“Already screwed.” You huffed and acted mad, pushing his shoulder lightly. “Okay, okay, go on.”

“And second of all, you’d need to be a popular couple in order for people to actually vote for you. So we’ll see how it goes.”

“I believe in you! You’ll just have to-”

“Cho Seungyoun! Get your ass on field right this instant, you’re already late!” his coach yelled at him, and he quickly put on his helmet and waved goodbye to you before running away towards the field. You laughed at him as you could see his face redden up as he got scolded by the coach in front of all his teammates.

You stood in your place for a while, leaning against the wall and thinking about all you had discussed with Seungyoun. Wooseok dating the coach’s daughter just to get an advantage while playing; your failed hopes at becoming prom queen in my last year of college; and Jinhyuck, who apparently is falling in the boys’ hierarchy.

As you were standing there, lost in thought, suddenly Jinhyuck came off the court and into the hallway you were standing in. He waved at you and gave you a sweet smile, which you answered with a quick “hi”, before heading straight into the dressing room.

And that’s when it hit you. You came up with a plan. A plan that could help both of you.

#pd101 #pdx101 #produce 101 #produce x 101 #produce 48 #imagine #up10tion #lee jinhyuck #lee jinhyuk #jinhyuck #jinhyuk #u10t #au #baseball au #strike three #series #fluff #scenario #sports au #wei

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strike three ⚾ chapter two

“sometimes, you find love where you’d least expect it.”

☽ baseball team captain!jinhyuck x softball team captain!reader

☽ college!au

☽ ft. up10tion’s jinhyuck, uniq’s seungyoun, up10tion’s wooseok and most likely other produce x 101 contestants aswell

☽ also kim jiyeon, cho sojung and kim hyunjung of wjsn just to have a face to those names, but if you want to imagine your own people go ahead because this is mainly a produce x 101 fic

☽ fluff and bits of angst, possibly more mature content but only following a warning

☽ second person view, female reader who goes by your name (y/n)

☽ word count : 2.2k

☽ finished at 2019-07-22,12:35 pm

☽ a/n : still writing it as jinhyuCK instead of jinhyuK, sorry guys. blame the korean language for being weird (or blame all the other languages for being weird?? korean is actually kinda cool). hope you guys enjoy this! feel free to leave any feedback!

Masterlist l Chapter one l Chapter two l Chapter three l Chapter four l Chapter five

↬ You took a deep breath and opened the door to the boys’ dressing room. At an instant, you regretted your decision when you saw that Jinhyuck was in the middle of taking his shirt off. This looks bad, you thought to yourself. Luckily there’s no one else in here, so if I just look down and quietly sneak out-

“Y/N?” Jinhyuck’s sweet voice called and you looked up at him. His hair was a bit damp from sweating at practice, and his toned upper body seemingly wasn’t something he was ashamed of. He grinned at you. “Did you take the wrong dressing room?”

“Well, I-I-” you stuttered. That was a first. Jinhyuk wasn’t usually someone to make you stutter. You were used to his joking nature but in some way, your mind was too crowded right now to make out a sentence. Or, it was just the fact that he still hadn’t put on a shirt that made you like this. “Actually, no. I came in here to talk to you.” He cocked an eyebrow at you and sat down on one of the benches, looking through his bag after something. Hopefully a shirt to put on. “I have an offer to make. But this is kind of secret, so I’d just like for you to check so that there isn’t a naked man in the shower who could overhear us right now.”

He chuckled and muttered a “fair enough” before heading towards the showers. “No one here, so go on.”

You took a few steps into the room and closed the door after yourself, before sitting down at the bench opposite of where he had now sat down again. “I’m just going to get straight to the point. You know that prom’s coming up, I’m sure?”

He nodded. “I wasn’t planning on attending, but yeah.”

“What do you mean you aren’t attending?” you playfully scolded him and he shrugged. “It’s the highlight of the year! And the highlight of the prom is the coronation of the prom king and queen.”

“Yuck.”

You leaned forward and pushed his shoulder. “Hey! Can you at least listen?” He chuckled again and nodded, leaning back on the wall and crossing his arms over his chest. “Becoming prom queen has been my dream since I was a very young little girl. And this is my final chance, since it’s my senior year.”

“Where do I get into the picture?” He sighed and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. “I have an ongoing practice, you know.”

“Yes, I’ll make it quick. Here’s the thing; the committee this year only takes in actual couples for the applicants for prom king and queen. And to gain votes, the couple would have to be popular.” You took a deep breath, not believing you were actually about to say the next sentence. “And what would make a more popular couple than the team captains of both the baseball and softball team?”

He frowned. “Wait a second... You’re saying you and I should become a couple? Just for you to win some stupid crown?”

“It’s not stupid,” you warned and held out a finger in the air to show him how serious you were - to which he could only laugh.

“And what would I get out of this?”

“If I said that I’ve heard from a little bird that one particular team captain has had problems finding a girlfriend recently, would that bird have been telling the truth?”

“Yes, but-”

“And if another bird told me that relationships, for some stupid reason, brings you higher up in the hierarchy, and that this particular team captain has been falling down a bit recently due to another player dating the coach’s daughter? Would he still be telling the truth?”

“Who’s giving you all this information?”

“That doesn’t matter.” You shrugged. “Think about it. You’ll win over the boys in no time, and you’ll look popular around campus. And it would make it easier for you to begin dating again afterward, since people will think that if one person can put up with you, why can’t anyone else?”

“You’re smart, Y/N, have I ever told you that?” You grinned and shrugged again. “So what exactly is it that you want me to do?”

“You pretend to date me. No strings, no feelings. You only take me out for a couple of dates every once in a while to show people that we are a great couple that they want to vote for as prom king and queen.” He nodded. “But we have to be great actors. We have to make everyone believe us.”

“I can do that. I was really close to choosing my drama scholarship over this one.” He winked at you.

“No way, you can not have gotten a drama scholarship!”

There was a moment of silence where the two of you only looked at each other, no words being said, but he was looking at you with a face as if he was trying to make you believe in him. But you didn’t. “Fine, okay. But you almost believed me, didn’t you?”

“...no.”

He groaned and you laughed at his response. “Okay I should get back out on the field, but we can discuss this later?”

You nodded. “Text me when your practice is over.” He gave you a thumbs up before pulling his shirt back on, thank god, grabbing his helmet and running out of the room.

A couple of hours later, you had finished showering and laid on your bed in a pair of black tights and a hoodie, scrolling through your chemistry textbook to study for your upcoming test. Your phone buzzed and dragged you out of your thoughts, and on the lit-up screen was a text from Jinhyuck.

8:21 - Hey, should I bring dinner? I was planning on buying takeout

You realized from the text that you hadn’t eaten any dinner so far, and it was getting pretty late so the campus cafeteria would most likely close soon. You typed out an answer quickly.

8:22 - yes please! thank you!

You continued your studying and you weren’t interrupted again until a moment later, when there was a knock on your dorm room door. The bathroom door opened and out came your roommate Hyunjung, who told you “I’ll get it!” and reached for the door before you could even say a word. And as she opened the door, she revealed Jinhyuck who was standing there in a pair of loose jeans and a white T-shirt, a take out bag in one hand. “Oh, hello there,” she said, trying to hide her surprise.

“Hello! And hello, Y/N!” He looked past her and over to you, and gave you a small wave.

“Hi! Come in, come in,” you said and waved for him to do so and closed your book, putting it on the floor. You stood up and walked over to him, who was in the middle of taking his shoes off, when you saw that Hyunjung was backing away, giving you a face you couldn’t quite translate. Suddenly, Jinhyuck placed the bag on the floor and pulled you in for a tight hug. It took you by surprise; the two of you had never hugged before, but you weren’t exactly complaining. He was a great hugger. But you quickly realized that he had begun the act already. You smiled at the thought of him improvising like this.

“I have to go talk to Sojung about something,” Hyunjung started and you pulled away from the hug. “so I’ll see you later!” You nodded and waved at her as she sneaked behind you two and out through the door.

“Great Improvisation,” you said as soon as the door closed.

He grinned. “I’ve been planning to do that if she was here for fifteen minutes.” Your heart fluttered. Did he really think about hugging me? you thought, but then reminded yourself that it’s probably all just to make it more believable. Don’t get the wrong impression now, Y/N.

You chuckled at him, but quickly changed your attention to the take out bag. “What did you get?”

“I got Chinese! Easy to eat right out of the box,” he responded and you both went over to the small dining table in the dorm. The table only had two chairs so it was very fitting right now. He pulled the boxes out of the bag, handing you one along with a pair of chopsticks. “So... about the thing...”

“It’s just the two of us in here so no one can hear, you can speak clearly.” You grinned at him and opened the box before breaking apart the chopsticks.

“Okay, okay. Here’s the thing; I feel like if we’re going to do something about this, we’re kind of in a rush because Wooseok is gaining popularity, my popularity, real quick and I’m losing it in the same speed. And prom is only like, what? Four months away? Five? If we want to compete with other couples who’s been together for longer times, we’ll have to work quickly.”

“So what’s your plan?” you questioned, both of you taking a bite of your food. He looked up at you with a frown. “What? You seem so matter-of-factly so I just assumed you’d have one...”

“You’re lucky because...” He released his frown and grinned instead. “I did actually think about it. We could say that we just started dating, but it could seem a bit suspicious if we like, just became friends and then go forward quickly. So, may I suggest,” You smiled at him as you continued eating. This boy had so much energy and seemed so into the thing already that it made you want to laugh. “We pretend that we’ve been ~casually seeing~ each other for a while now and decided to make it official just now.”

“I must say, I never thought you’d be this creative.”

He made a shocked face at you and jokingly held his heart, pretending to be hurt. “How dare you?” he cried out and you laughed. You had never seen this side of him before. This cute, energetic side. He was a really calm type around school and always was kind to everyone, so he made a lot of friends naturally. He looks like a tough guy and thanks to his nice front, he made a lot of friends. But not a lot of people could really get to his core, nor see his real deep personality. But you were hoping you would come closer to him; otherwise, people wouldn’t believe you two in your act.

“How about skinship?”

“Well, I guess it’s going to have to increase as this goes on to make it seem believable.” You got a lump in your throat when just thinking about it. You hadn’t had any of that kind of skinship with anyone since your last boyfriend. It made you feel weird - but then you reminded yourself. He is nothing but a friend, so it won’t be weird. “Holding hands is like a pretty basic must, I would say. And maybe like hugging when we greet and say goodbye? And like an occasional kiss on the cheek at times? Would you be comfortable with that?”

You actually weren’t entirely sure what you felt. It had been a while since you went through and did all of those things, and you’d never done it with just a friend before. It was going to feel weird, but you reminded yourself that you needed to work hard for what you wanted. You’d just have to get used to it. “Yes, sure.” You took another bite of your food, swallowing it down with some water before continuing to speak. “And you?”

“Yeah, it’s fine. Do you want your arms over mine or below mine in a hug?”

You frowned but kept your smile. “What?”

He stood up and walked over to the chair you were sitting on. “Stand up.” You shook your head and chuckled, but followed his instructions and stood up next to him. You hadn’t until now realized how tall he was. He was probably a bit taller than the average, and a lot taller than you. And the way he was smiling down at you made you understand why he was so popular - his looks weren’t exactly failing him. “Hug me.” You could only let out a sound that you guess would be the vocal version of ~?!~, and he laughed at you. “Do it. And try to make it natural.”

“Well the chances of that are about 0% now,” you muttered and he chuckled, but you pulled your arms around him. And he pulled his around you. It was a bit weird but you tried to relax into the hug, and you rested your head on top of his shoulder.

“This is good, hm? It feels almost natural?” You hummed in response. “Okay, so my arms are above yours, almost around your neck, and your arms are around my body. Let’s remember this now so it looks good to others later, hm?” You pulled away and nodded at him.

You knew there was no way you were gonna forget that feeling.

#pd101 #pdx101 #produce 101 #produce x 101 #imagine #up10tion #lee jinhyuck #lee jinhyuk #jinhyuck #jinhyuk #u10t #au #baseball au #strike three #series #fluff #scenario #wei #sports au

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strike three ⚾ chapter three

“sometimes, you find love where you’d least expect it.”

☽ baseball team captain!jinhyuck x softball team captain!reader

☽ college!au

☽ ft. up10tion’s jinhyuck, uniq’s seungyoun, up10tion’s wooseok and most likely other produce x 101 contestants aswell

☽ also kim jiyeon, cho sojung and kim hyunjung of wjsn just to have a face to those names, but if you want to imagine your own people go ahead because this is mainly a produce x 101 fic

☽ fluff and bits of angst, possibly more mature content but only following a warning

☽ second person view, female reader who goes by your name (y/n)

☽ word count : 2k

☽ finished at 2019-08-06, 4:27 pm kst

☽ a/n : back at it again with jinhyuCK instead of jinhyuK... might change it soon tho. in korea, and a lot of other countries in asia, relationships don’t grow as... quickly and largely as they might in for example the us or in parts of europe. in k-dramas, most of the time it’s a huge thing to even hug someone or openly say that they’re your boy/girlfriend. this fic is gonna be... somewhere in the middle? i guess? just a heads up if you didn’t know that about the korean culture, so you don’t think it’s weird. also, this is kind of a filler chapter! the next chapter or the one after it will have a bit more... interesting content. anyways, i hope you enjoy!!

Masterlist l Chapter one l Chapter two l Chapter three l Chapter four l Chapter five

↬ As soon as Jinhyuck had left your room, you pulled up your phone and typed out a text to Hyunjung.

21:13 - heyyyy, can you come back here? and possibly bring sojung? there’s something i need to tell you

You didn’t even need for her to send you an answer, they were going to come over for sure. Sojung’s dorm room was just down the hall, so you knew it wouldn’t be long until they would be crashing through the door, excited about what you were about to talk to them about. You turned on a kettle to make some tea, and the second it was ready, the front door opened and in came your friends. “What was Jinhyuk doing in here? And why were you two hugging?!” Sojung spoke in a loud voice, and if you two hadn’t been friends for four years now, you would’ve thought she was almost mad. But she wasn’t; far from it. “How come I hear this from Hyunjung and not from you yourself?”

“Well hello to you too, I guess,” you chuckled. “An if you just sit down I will explain!” You pointed with your head towards the couch in the room, where Hyunjung had already sat down, and picked up the kettle aswell as some teacups. Sojung sat down on the couch and you poured up tea in all the cups before sitting down on the floor. “So...”

“So?” Hyunjung said. You could tell that she was excited - her smile was glowing and she sat on the edge of her seat, really anticipating what you were going to say.

“Jinhyuck and I...” You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for what to say next. “We’ve been seeing each other for a while. Like, on dates. And today, he asked me to be his girlfriend...” You let out a sigh. You weren’t used to lying, other than a couple white lies here and there. This was a completely new feeling for you.

You realized that you had been looking down into your tea the whole time, so you slowly raised your eyes to look at your friends.

They were speechless. Wide-eyedly, they continued to stare at you for a couple of moments, before you had to laugh at their reactions. “Why? What’s wrong?”

“What do you mean what’s wrong? You’re dating the coolest guy on campus and you don’t even tell us?!” Sojung half-yelled, finally letting a smile crack out over her face. “How is he? Is he nice? Have you two kissed yet?”

“No, we haven’t,” you told her strictly. You didn’t want her to get any hopes up too quickly, you weren’t sure if you would be able to keep up that kind of act in front of them. At least not now. You loosened up a bit and smiled, looking down in your tea again. “But yes, he’s really sweet.”

“If he breaks your heart, I will-“ Hyunjung began but stopped herself mid-sentence. “I hope he makes you happy.”

You nodded. “He does.” And for some reason, at that moment, your stomach was filled with butterflies. It was as if you for the first time actually realized what you had gotten yourself into. The thought of spending time with Jinhyuck in the future, being close with him and pretending to be his girlfriend made your stomach flip. And let me tell you, this was just the beginning.

The next morning, you woke up and got ready for classes, and you didn’t really think about Jinhyuck. Your mind was too clouded with thoughts for that chemistry test you were taking today. Not even when you were done with it and could finally relax, you gave a single mind about the whole relationship situation. So when at lunch, when you were eating with your friends, and they suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence to stare up behind you, you were confused but didn’t think much about it. Until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

Slowly, you turned your head around, looking up at the person standing behind you. Jinhyuck. You smiled. “Hi,” you said softly.

“Hi,” he answered. “Are these seats taken?” He signaled with his hand at the empty seats on the table you were currently sitting at, and you now noticed that he wasn’t standing there all alone - some of his friends from the baseball team were with him.

“No!” Sojung yelled, and you gave her a quick semi-mad look as if to tell her to calm down. “I mean, n-no, they’re not. Sorry.” She continued in a lower and softer voice, making Jinhyuck chuckle.

“It’s fine,” he told her and smiled before he and the rest began sitting down. Him in the seat next to you. “How did your test go?”

You stopped for a moment, trying to figure out what he meant. The chemistry test? Had you really told him about that? “The one in chemistry?” you asked and he hummed as an answer. How did he know about that? you thought. “Better than expected! Mr. Kim always gives us harder homework than the actual tests...”

Right as he was about to say something else, Seungyoun sat down in front of you two, a big sandwich in his hands. He was very straightforward instantly. “So, tell me... what’s going on here?” He pointed with his head towards the two of you as he took a bite of his sandwich, and you realized suddenly that you were sitting very closely; your entire leg was pushed up against his, and your shoulders were touching too.

“Well,” you started, feeling your cheeks getting a bit warm.

“She’s my girlfriend,” Jinhyuck said proudly.

Seungyoun scoffed and took another bite, swallowing it down before continuing with his questions. “Since when? And how come this hasn’t come up anytime we’ve talked, Y/N? Especially during that talk yesterday?”

“Wait, what talk?” Jinhyuck asked, turning to you with a confused look on his face.

“Since yesterday evening,” you tried to change the subject back to Seungyoun’s first question, putting a finger on Jinhyuck’s cheek and pushing his face to look forward instead of directly at you. “Or, well, official since yesterday evening. But we’ve been going out for a while now.”

“How long? Exactly?

“Jeez, I haven’t kept track of exact minutes.”

Seungyoun gave you a suspicious look. “Y/N, I know you. We’ve been friends for four years now. If you finally had been able to get a date, and especially with Mr. handsome over here,” He pointed over at Jinhyuck with his sandwich. “You would’ve, first of all, written it all over your calendar and counted at least days or weeks since the first one, especially if there had been others following it. And second of all, you would’ve at least mentioned it to Sojung and Hyunjung. Third of all, since when do you have time to go on dates?” You couldn’t help but letting out a laugh at his sudden unexpected rant. This guy, you thought. “And lastly, you would’ve come screaming to me about it instantly, because we all know it’s been a while since you had a date...” You finger-flicked him on his forehead because of that last comment.

“You’re just jealous because he’s getting some and you aren’t, Seungyoun. Stop sulking,” you could hear a voice saying from a few seats away, making you and the boys laugh.

“Are you done eating?” Jinhyuck turned over to you and asked, and you nodded at him. “Can I walk you to class?”

“Sure, but aren’t you going to eat anything?” You gave him a small pout. He had just sat down in the cafeteria a couple of minutes ago and hadn’t eaten anything, and you would’ve rather had him eating over walking you to class.

He grinned at your pout, (secretly finding you really cute,) and shook his head. “I’ll grab something quick before practice. So, shall we go?” You nodded and he stood up from the bench, offering you a hand to help you stand up aswell. You hung your schoolbag over your shoulder and turned around, waving goodbye to your friends, who now sat alone at a table with only boys from the baseball team (also known as the boys they’d been crushing on for the last 3.5 years, the entire reason they went to any of the baseball games), whose cheeks were growing redder by every second.

The hand that helped you up from the bench was still holding yours, you realized. But you didn’t pull away; instead, you intertwined your fingers with his, to which he smiled down at you as if to say good acting. “What class do you have?”

“History,” you mumbled and made a yuck-sound. “Classroom A102, in 10 minutes.”

The two of you began walking towards the classroom, and at first, you both were completely quiet. The hallways were crowded with people, all trying to get to their new classes after the lunch break, so you almost had to squeeze through people to get forward. Luckily, Jinhyuck held your hand tightly, making sure you wouldn’t lose each other. You knew that if it hadn’t been just for show, the hand holding would have made you into a huge blushing mess - but you controlled yourself, thinking about the fact that it was all just an act. When you finally made it into a quieter and less crowded area, Jinhyuck spoke up. “So, I’m not sure how you feel about parties, but... Wooseok’s throwing one. In his off-campus apartment, on Friday.” You nodded slowly, looking up at him. You weren’t a big fan of parties; you sometimes went to some with your friends just to let loose a bit, but you weren’t too keen on drinking so partying wasn’t something that interested you a lot. But you were aware of the fact that most of the baseball team did both arrange parties and go to parties. They were usually the ~main act~, drinking the most, getting the drunkest and doing the most stupid stuff. Though, you weren’t exactly sure about Jinhyuck and how much just he partied. “He said that he wanted me to come, and also to, quote, bring that pretty girlfriend of yours, endquote.”

“How did he know about me?” You asked.

“I might have gone straight to meet up with some of the guys yesterday after we talked. And I might have mentioned you...”

“Did they know who I am?”

“Well, you’re the best looking girl on the softball team, as well as the best pitcher. We’ve been talking about you and some of the other girls before, I think the whole team knows about you...” But now your cheeks blushed up. A lot.

You looked down at the floor. Had you really been a topic in the boys' locker room? And did he just call you the best looking girl on the team?!

He stopped suddenly, and you realized that you two had arrived at your classroom. You tried to calm down and looked back up at him, who was also looking at you. “So? Are you free on Friday?”

“I think so? I’ll just have to double che-“

Before you could finish your sentence, he suddenly pulled you closer to him and leaned down to your ear. “People are looking so I’m just going to kiss your cheek before I leave, okay?” He whispered, and you shot a quick glance around you. He was right, people were looking at you two as if you were celebrities out in the public.

And maybe to them, you were. That’s the thing about college hierarchy; you feel like you’re famous, but not always only in a good way.

You pulled away a bit and nodded, giving him a smile. And he did it.

He leaned down, to your height and gave your cheek a soft kiss. ”I’ll talk to you later then, hm?” he said and you nodded, waving towards him as he left.

Holding hands and having your cheek kissed by a boy who wasn’t your boyfriend was... weird. But when you thought about it, it also felt somewhat nice? It’s definitely something I can get used to, you thought to yourself as you headed inside the classroom.

#pd101 #pdx101 #produce 101 #produce x 101 #produce 48 #imagine #up10tion #u10t #lee jinhyuk #lee jinhyuck #jinhyu #jinhyuk #au #baseball au #strike three #series #fluff #scenario #sports au #wei

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strike three ⚾ chapter four

“sometimes, you find love where you’d least expect it.”

☽ baseball team captain!jinhyuck x softball team captain!reader

☽ college!au

☽ ft. up10tion’s jinhyuck, uniq’s seungyoun, up10tion’s wooseok and most likely other produce x 101 contestants aswell

☽ also kim jiyeon, cho sojung and kim hyunjung of wjsn just to have a face to those names, but if you want to imagine your own people go ahead because this is mainly a produce x 101 fic

☽ fluff and bits of angst, possibly more mature content but only following a warning

☽ second person view, female reader who goes by your name (y/n)

☽ word count : 2.3k

☽ finished at 2019-08-25, 11:05 am est

☽ a/n : FINALLY JINHYUK ! gonna go back and change it in the other chapters aswell sometime when i have time. don’t be shy to leave any (constructive) feedback bbs! i hope you have a wonderful day and that school isn’t killing you so far. <3

Masterlist l Chapter one l Chapter two l Chapter three l Chapter four l Chapter five

↬ You weren’t a shy type of person. Heck, you were one of the most extrovert and outgoing people your friends knew. So it was nothing weird when they confronted you about being so quiet around Jinhyuk.

Today was Thursday, and you had entered your fake relationship with Jinhyuk only three days ago, but the two of you had spent a lot of time together so far. You had eaten lunch together a couple of times, and you had hung out with him and the other boys from the team a bit aswell. Hyunjung and Sojung easily noticed how you weren’t acting quite... yourself around him. “Is something wrong? Is he being mean to you? Does he not want you to be your usual loud self?” Sojung asked when you three had gathered in your and Hyunjung’s room after school.

“It’s nothing like that...,” you began, sitting down by your desk to try to catch up on some homework. “I just get nervous, you know? It’s been a while since I’ve had an actual boyfriend. And I just want to be accepted by his friends before, you know, getting loud.”

“But didn’t you say you two dated for a while before telling us? Were you quiet like this then too?” Hyunjung asked as she threw herself onto the couch.

“No, of course not,” you scoffed. “It’s different when it’s just him and me.” You looked down into your englishbook, the room growing quiet for a couple of moments. But you soon gave up on studying and turned around in your chair. “Also, he asked me to go with him to Wooseok’s party tomorrow.” For a while, none of them said anything. They stopped in their tracks, their thoughts not processing quickly enough for them to say anything. “What’s the problem?”

“A-are you okay with that? Going to that party?” Sojung asked and you frowned at her.

“Why?”

“You know what they do to new couples there, right?”

You thought about it. Had Jinhyuk mentioned anything special? “No...”

Sojung gasped. “Jeez, you’re about to go to Wooseok’s party with your new boyfriend and you don’t even know what you’ve signed up for. You’re unbelievable.”

“How about you just tell me already, hm?” you asked, a bit passive-aggressively.

“Wooseok always throws a party in his apartment when there’s a new couple in the team, and this time there are two; you and Jinhyuk, and Wooseok and Natasha.” Ah right, Natasha was the coach’s daughter. “In the middle of the party, everyone gathers in the living room, and the new couple is told to play a modified version too hot.” I knew what that was. It’s a game where two people kiss without any other body parts than their lips touching each other, and the one who touches the other first looses. “But instead of having one of the partners losing, they just challenge the couple to see for how long they can do it. I guess they want to test how close the couple has become and how comfortable they are with each other, and if they’re comfortable enough to kiss in front of other people. If they do not go through with the game though...” She grimaced.

“What? Why that face?”

“They get teased about it a lot. A lot. Most couples can’t handle that pressure, so they break up after it. You know Seungwoo and his old girlfriend? They were such a great fit and they were so cute together, but they couldn’t handle being picked on like that.”

You sighed. How come Jinhyuk hadn’t told you about this? Did he want you to not know about it just to like what, embarrass you and get picked on?

Interrupting your thoughts was a knock on the door. You stood up and walked over to it, and behind it stood in fact that boy you had just been talking about. He was there to pick you up for practice, as both of your practices began at the same time.

“Hey,” he said and grinned, leaning over to you to give you a hug - but you only put a finger in his chest and pushed him off. A confused look spread across his face.

“We need to talk, young man,” you demanded and frowned, which didn’t exactly ease the look on his face.

“...okay.” He nodded slowly. “Do you have your bag?”

“Yes,” you hummed and grabbed your practice bag from next to the door, before looking over your shoulder and waving at the girls sitting in your couch, Jinhyuk doing the same. The two of you walked out through your front door, closing it behind you, and Jinhyuk took your hand in his. It had almost become a habit for you - when you were walking somewhere together, you held hands. But still, it made your stomach bubble a bit in excitement every time. You tried to control it with your usual thought; it’s only acting.

“So?” He asked as you began walking towards the exit.

“So?”

He sighed. “You wanted to talk to me.”

“Not in here, you never know who’s eavesdropping.” He chuckled but understood, and you two continued walking quietly through the hallways and out through the front door. You kept quiet for a little while more, wanting to get a bit away from the building before talking. Someone with good ears, or a purpose of overhearing, could still easily hear you two through an open window if you were too close. Just as Jinhyuk started thinking it was weird that you still were quiet, you stopped in your tracks and faced him. “Were you planning on telling me about the party?”

He frowned. “What do you mean? Wooseok‘s party?”

“You know what I’m talking about.” His eyes enlargened and he looked like he was trying to think about what you could mean. “What they do to new couples. The round of too hot.”

“...Oh. That.”

“Didn’t you plan on telling me? Did you want me to freak out and not have any idea what to do?”

“I was going to tell you. Today.”

“Wow, you’re really a man of great planning, Jinhyuk!” you scoffed and rolled your eyes at him.

“We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, you know,” he told you and gave your hand a light squeeze.

You sighed. “What’s the other option? Get teased and not win the crown?”

“You’ve got to put your own well-being first, you know. I know you want to win, but-“

“I’ll just have to get on with it.” You cut him off mid-sentence. “It’s not like it means anything anyway, it’s just acting.” You knew that your words were true, yet it still made your heart race even thinking about it. Now, the problem was deciding if it was the kissing itself that made you feel like this - or kissing Jinhyuk in particular. You hoped for the first one. Something you had understood pretty early was that it would be bad to catch feelings for a person you’re fake dating when you’re sure that the other person doesn’t have any feelings, so you were trying your best to avoid it.

“Just let me know if you change your mind, hm?” You nodded and smiled at him before the two of you started walking towards the court again. “How are you feeling about nationals? Are you excited?”

Right. The national championships. The first games were coming up soon, so the team was practicing extra hard. The baseball championships and softball championships weren’t the same year, so the competition was only every two years for you, and this year was the softball championships. Last time, you weren’t participating - you were considered “too young”, even though you had clear talents, and so you were placed on the stands to cheer. And this year, it wasn’t only your first national championships, but it was also your first time as the team captain and first pitcher. So you were extremely nervous.

“Excited, yes, but also nervous.”

“Why so? Aren’t you practicing real hard?” He teased and you stuck out your tongue at him.

“Of course I am. But...” You sighed. “It’s my first time.”

“Didn’t you play last time?”

“No, I was cut last-minute last time.”

“Yikes.” He chuckled. “I knew your coach was harsh, but...”

“It’s also my first big tournament as the team captain, which means the pressure will be huge on me handling the entire team and getting everyone to play their best and-”

He cut you off in the middle of your rant by stopping in his tracks, making you get pulled to a stop as well due to your hands still holding each other’s. “You’re going to do well,” he started and cupped your cheek with his free hand. “I know so. Don’t be nervous.” And he flashed you one of his pretty smiles. And you weren’t quite sure what to do. It helped you, it really did; you felt a lot less nervous, knowing that he seemed to genuinely believe you could do well. You let out another sigh, but a more happy one this time, letting a small smile crack up on your lips, as you nodded.

The rest of the walk was pretty silent. The court and practice center laid pretty close to the schools main building, only about a ten-minute walk, so you arrived pretty soon. But before you pulled up at the building, a couple of meters away, Jinhyuk stopped again.

“About tomorrow though...” He looked a bit around you two to make sure no one was listening. “Should we do something? Like to prepare?”

You shot him a questioning look.

“I mean... Like... Practice? Or something?” You chuckled lowly and shook your head.

“What?”

He thought for a moment, dragging a hand through his hair. “Okay, like this. Have you ever kissed someone?”

You froze. The last kiss you could remember was when you kissed a classmate on his cheek in second grade. So, you weren’t exactly experienced. But you couldn’t tell Jinhyuk that. “O-of course I have!”

“Why the stutter?”

You hit his arm. “It’s October and we’re outside in the cold, people stutter when they’re cold. Let’s go inside.”

“Wait, what do you think? About the... practice?”

You considered it for a while, before beginning to walk inside, shooting a look behind you to Jinhyuk who was still standing there. “Meet me in my room at 9.”

And right on time was a knock on your door from him. You silently thanked the gods that Hyunjung had gone out to study in the library at the moment, as you made your way over to open the door for him.

“Are we alone?” he asked and threw a glance around the room to make sure, and you nodded. “Good. This could’ve been weird otherwise.” He walked over to stand a few meters into the room, and you closed the door behind him, following him to stand in front of him. “Okay, so...”

“First, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you,” you said and he nodded for you to go on. “You know that test I had the other day, the chemistry one, did I tell you about that?”

He shook his head.

“Then how did you know?”

He grinned. “I’ve got my sources.”

You hit his shoulder. “Hey!”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed. “You know Hangyul from the team? He’s in your chemistry class, right? And he mentioned something about a chemistry test that day.” You frowned, a bit confused. “I thought it would be a nice thing to say in front of all our friends, to make it seem like you had talked about your worries to me earlier on a date or over text or something.”

Jinhyuk was going deeper into this whole fake-relationship thing than you thought. Had he really made that connection in his mind and thought about you when Hangyul mentioned it? You smiled, quite satisfied with the whole situation - maybe this whole thing was going to be easy for you if you had Jinhyuk by your side.

“Now, when was your last kiss?” You remained silent. “You can be honest with me. I won’t judge.”

Now here was a dilemma. Telling him the truth would be awkward, and you were scared that he would make fun of you about it. You were a person who always made your best to tell the truth - except for a couple of white lies every now and then - as you know that it is something that helps strengthen all kinds of relationships. And you knew that looking back at this situation, you would realize that it would make pretty much everything about this situation easier if you told the truth. With that in mind, you took a deep breath and looked down. “A bunch of years ago, maybe first grade? Second? I’m not sure.”

“Then, will you be comfortable with me being your first kiss as a young adult?” he teased with a grin in the corner of his mouth, but you could still feel how sincere his question was. How he really wondered if you’d be alright. You nodded and looked up at him again, into his eyes that were filled with nothing but calm. “I’ll lead you, don’t worry.”

His right hand moved down to cup your cheek ever so delicately, his thumb slowly stroking over your soft skin. His

And as his face lowered towards yours, and his lips touched yours for the first time ever, your mind wandered away to think about the whole situation again. About how fast everything had gone. You had entered this fake relationship only this Monday, and now, four days later, you stood kissing a boy you were barely even friends with before this week began.

Life could really turn out... weird. Not that you were complaining.

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