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Christian Yu: What’s On Sight (7)

CHRISTIAN YU x READER x JAY PARK

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8

WARNING: Read @ Your Own Risk

A/N: (Nhaks lakas maka-A/N HAHA!) Finally able to post this. Yeah, it took longer than expected, but here it is and so please do enjoy!

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

"Are you sure you'll be fine here?"

"Of course! I'm not a child Y/N." He answered while his busy setting up his laptop on the desk in your room.

He looked at you when you just quietly watching him.

"What? I know I'm handsome but I think you should be somewhere else right now?" You just laugh. "You know Y/N, as much as I want you to just stand there and watch me all day -"

"Ugh! I can't! We have a meeting first thing today."

"That's what you keep saying, but why you're just standing there? You said you'll be late awhile ago."

You checked your wristwatch and saw that you only have 15 minutes left before your scheduled meeting with your Bosses.

"Shoot! I need to go." You panicked and looked around for your backpack. Yes, backpack not some handbag or shoulder bag that usually office lady have.

"That's what you said 30 minutes ago baby Y/N." He laughs.

But you froze. It's not because you felt delighted about his laugh. It was because of the pet name he called you.

You looked at him. 'What happened to 'Love'?'

"Baby? Baby your face. Call me that one more time and you are out of my house."

"Oh!.." He said surprised on what you said. "Why? Too cheesy for you to handle? It's not as if that's how your ex called each other."

"No. It's not cheesy, more like corny." You said while you double check your bag.

"Whatever you romance killer."

"I'm going. If you need anything just call me using the phone in the living room since you can't use your mobile internationally."

He leaves what he was doing and walked you on the way to the door.

You sit down to put your shoes on. And he watched you carefully, thinking that him staying there at your place is not so bad after all.

"There's some food left in the fridge and some numbers of my fave takeout. My address is already registered once you called using my telephone, so you'll just need to confirm it. And by that, I already put notes of my exact Address just in case."

You are done putting your shoes on. And stand up to face the man who you're not so sure if he is man enough when you leave him alone in your apartment.

He is your responsibility. So as much as possible you want to stick around and work at home. But you have a meeting that's been scheduled ahead so you can't let Jamie seat in for you.

"Are you listening Yu?" You gave him the knowing look because he still doesn't respond and he totally looked like in the middle of daydreaming.

"Yah!" He reacted when you kicked him in his knee.

"That's what you get when you are ignoring me." You stick out your tongue at him, not sorry for him at all.

"I heard you. Don't worry. As if I've never been alone in an apartment Y/N. What do you take me for, a kid?"

"To be honest? Yeah. So do me a favor, and don’t burn my apartment down. Call me if you need anything at all. Okay?"

"Ara - Arasseo!" He comes closer. You thought he will hug or kiss you, so you stand still and closed your eyes.

"What are you doing? Is something wrong?"

You open your eyes. And you saw a worried face of Christian.

"Nothing." You turn around immediately. You feel that your face is all red because of the embarrassment. 'Assume much Y/N?'

You didn't know that Christian knew what you are waiting for, but decide he played you a bit because for him you are the cutest and it's his for you to miss him even more.

"You sure? I thought you're sick or something because you turned red all of a sudden."

"Whatever! Bye!" You opened the door and about to step out when Christian holds you in your arm.

"Not so fast there Love. You're not going anywhere without the proper way." He smirked and leaned closer.

Afraid to make yourself embarrassed again, you let your eyes wide open. And oh, you shouldn't have and just closed it when you have got the chance.

He kissed you on your forehead, on the tip of your nose and finally his lips settled in yours.

It's a light kiss. That you wished it would last longer.

"That's how it should be Love. So see yeah later, Love. Now go!" And he pushed you off your apartment. And he smiled at you while he closed the door in your face.

When you realized what just happen, you about to rant the door. But your mobile rang.

You pulled it inside your bag pocket. And saw Jamie is calling you.

You gave the peephole of your apartment a dead gaze thinking that Christian is watching you there. But then you slide to answer Jamie’s call while you headed towards the elevator.

"Oh, I'm already on my way. Could you stall them for 15 minutes more?"

"Sure. No problem to that since they're still not in the building as well."

"Well, that's odd. Did you asked for follow-up?"

"I did, and they confirmed that the meeting will proceed as scheduled."

"Ah, okay then. Maybe they'll be there once I arrive or else I'm gonna go home immediately."

"Well, I doubt that’s gonna happen, Madam."

"Why?"

"I called you because Mr. Park is here and waiting in your office."

"What is he doing there? Tell him I can't accommodate him because of the meeting. Tell him it’s gonna be a long one."

When you got in your car, you threw your backpack in the passenger seat.

"I already told him all the possible thing Y/N, he just said that he's willing to wait." She heard you sigh as you tried to drive your car out of the parking of your building. "Didn't he tell you that he is coming?"

"No. I blocked him last night."

"Well, great. That explains why he's here early in the morning."

"What do you expect? He keeps on calling me last night. And I am with Christian. Haaaish!"

Jamie murmurs something but you lost interest to ask her what is it.

"Just let him wait. I'll be there in a while anyway."

"Okay, Madam."

And you ended the call.

"I guess that would be all Gentlemen and Ladies." Said by your Big Boss. "So Ms. Y/L/N, when are you gonna tell us about the big news?"

You stop gathering the file of papers in front of you to look at him since you notice the stares of the people inside the conference room.

"I mean, we heard that you're engaged or getting engaged? Is it not?" He asked when he saw the confused look in your face.

'Could it be Jamie? Nah ~'

Then your eyes landed to the lady next to him. Joy.

And as if she felt your dead stare, she just smiles as if she didn't know anything.

'Imma kill her one time.'

"Ms. Y/L/N?" Your boss called you again.

"Yes-?" You responded surprised. But he takes that 'yes' as yes in his question.

"So, is he that gentleman waiting in your office at this moment?" He asked while giving you that teasing look. "I heard that he is big in the entertainment industry. Is that true? Is that why you want to quit your job here to be with him?"

This is why you called this company as shitty shit. The company is so well off and stable that there’s no more trill. So, the people have this tendency to gossip at each other nonstop.

And the worst part is that your Boss, instead of putting an end to this kind of entertainment he enjoys it. And he fished for more. Just for that showbiz like a parade.

"Well," You lost your words. It was like your brain stop functioning and can't find the right words to disagree and argue that what he said is all wrong.

The other people inside the conference room didn't wait for you to answer. They gather up around you and saying there congratulators and shaking your hand.

You smiled. Confuse is written all over your face.

Before you enter your office, Jamie gave you that teasing smile.

And you can't react because your damn Boss decided to tag himself with you to great your 'Husband-to-Be'.

So you just move your lips trying to say without a sound the words "You're dead!" and she gets it since she looked away.

The moment you open the door to enter your office, his ever manly scent welcomed you.

Nothing to complain though, it smells good and all suited for Jay Park. But the thing is, besides the fact that it can make you smell like one.

You knew well that he uses the same perfume even before. Burberry Weekend. And it just brings you memories that way berried.

You saw him seating in front of your table.

He stands up when he saw you, and by the looks of his face, irritations are written all over.

In your mind, you want to smile just to tease him even more. Because you knew he will be mad, because you not only blocked him all night, you made him wait for almost 3 hours in your office.

Since you asked Jamie to bring your stuff needed for the meeting in the conference, so you don't need to see him first thing in the morning.

'Serves you right dutch Park.'

He's about to say something crazy but paused when he saw a big man followed you. Your damn Big Boss.

So he just stands there and waits for you to come near him.

And the moment you’re in his reach, he does his move that you didn't expect.

He leans at you for a half embrace and a peck in your chick. 'Oh yea, you forgot that he is Jay Park. The king of suave moves.'

After that, you smiled awkwardly. You didn't expect him to do that. You brought back from your senses when your Boss cleared his throat.

"Oh right, Jay this is the COO of our company. Sir, he is Jay Park my fr-" You failed to say the word FRIEND when your boss cut you off.

"Your fiancé. We know. And I want to welcome you in our humble layer, Mr. Park." He offered his hand for a handshake that Jay warmly accepts. Showing his million dollar smile.

You rolled your eyes. You can't believe that your boss cut you off when you had a chance to correct everything that he thought about you and Jay.

Jay just accepts it. And if you correct it again, what mess are you making Y/N?

"Pleasure to finally meet you, Sir," Jay said.

"The pleasure is all mine. Let's sit." As your boss lead the way to your couch on the edge side of your office. "Jamie, be a good girl and make us a cup of coffee?" He asked Jay, and he totally ignores your presence.

"Hmm, Sir?" You tried to caught his attention because you just stand there not believing on what’s happening.

"What are you doing there Y/N?"

'Ah, so it's now on the first name basis Sir?'

"Sit beside him. Let's chat a little. I really want to know the story of you both." And he looked at Jay and totally ignoring you.

You looked at Jay, and you can see that he is enjoying the attention.

"I still can't believe that someone can really tame Y/N here." Your boss laughs, Jay laugh and you rolled your eyes.

It's almost 15 minutes pass and your Boss throw all this question, knowing Jay's background, work and something more like where did you two meet and know each other.

You are not sure what to say, but Jay answers it all like it was nothing. Though his answer is mostly based on the past. Making it seems that you've been in a relationship for almost 7 years and just decided that its time to tie the knot.

Now that you notice it, you are somewhat in kind of showbiz or variety show with all the question your boss is throwing. No wonder Jay is like a pro with this.

"Actually Sir," Jay is saying something but you cut him off to make them notice you. And now both of them are looking at you.

Jay shifted his body to looked at you properly even though he is just seating at your right side and in the same couch while your boss is at the single one.

You clear your throat.

"Jay and I are not engaged, so it would be best if this issue or news would not go around the company." After saying that in one blow, you release a sigh of relieve.

"What are you saying Y/N?" Your boss is now confused and looking at you and Jay.

You are thinking of what to say next when Jay beat you again.

"Y/N is right sir. This issue is not good if being spread all around especially here in her workplace."

You can't believe that you and Jay are on the same page for the first time. So you just nod when he looked at you waiting for your reaction.

'I guess he is not that hopeless after all.'

"Since that nothing is been published yet. I mean, Y/N and I still need to keep this as a secret to protect her from harmful rumors. You may know my line of work is unpredictable that I really want to protect Y/Ns privacy as much as possible. That’s until we can publish this in the right time and way."

He is still looking at your boss may be reading his reaction. But he moves his left hand and put it on your right thigh and press it a little.

You knew what he was trying to say. He wants you to shut up and let him handle this.

Now you take all you thought back. This man is hopeless.

"I understand." Your boss finally answered. "Don't worry, the management will deal with this. Since we are all professional here."

'Yea right,' You wanted to say but you just rolled your eyes.

"That would be appreciated, Sir," Jay said with a light bow gesture.

"Well, I won't keep both of you any longer since it looks like you two need to discuss something." Your boss stands up and fixes his suit.

Jay followed and you as well, even though you're still in a blank.

"No worries Sir, anytime. It's really a pleasure to talk to you." And he handed his hand for a shake. And your boss willingly accepts it.

"Y/N, since the meeting is done and the plan is still in the process, you can take your half day. So that you and Mr. Park here can have time privately." He leaves without waiting for your response.

And in just that, you are now alone with Jay.

Being alone that you and Christian are trying to avoid.

You're brought back to your senses when you heard a knock on your door, it was Jamie.

And you find Jay sitting in the seat on the front side of your table.

You signal Jamie to come in, as you walk to be seated in your chair.

"Oppa, I assumed you already knew my assistant Jamie Smith. Jamie, Jay."

Jay stands up to offer a handshake and Jamie accept it with all smiles she can offer. And you knew with that smile, she is giggling inside her mind.

"Just Jamie, Jay?" Jay said. And you looked at him.

"What?"

"Nothing, I thought fiancé is already next to my name whenever you introduce me. Like earlier." He is teasing you. It’s all over his face.

But you knew better than to argue with his 4-year-old mentality. So you ignore his existence and focus to Jamie.

"What is that?" You asked her as she is holding a few folders.

"It's the minutes for your meeting and some papers need to sign to resume the process of the new theme that been discuss inside." She said while she handed you the folders.

You notice that she can't keep her eye at you when she is standing in front of Jay who is busy on his phone to even give a care for her.

"Is that all?" You asked her, somewhat irritated on the way she is acting

"Yes, Madam. After that, the boss said you are clear to go."

"Fuck!" You blurred out that Jamie and Jay got surprised. It was too much, you hate the idea that your boss is treating you differently because of Jay. Well, that’s how you see it.

"Hey baby girl, language?" He said, eyeing you that you’re not alone and he doesn't really mind but since Jamie is there so he is embarrassed for you?

"Shut up." You said as you side-eyed him.

Jamie walked out and make sure to shut the door because she can sense that a storm is about to hit your office.

"What?" Jay looked at the door making sure it was close. "What's up with you Y/N? I know that you blocked my number and I don't know why. And now you're acting like a bitch."

You tried your best to ignore his mere existence and the fact that he said the B word at you.

"Whatever. I will wait for you till you finish that and so we can talk." He surrenders.

"Talk."

"What?"

"I said talk. If you have something to talk about then tell me, here." You said without looking at him.

Jay can sense that arguing with you will lead him to no good. He just sighs and just goes with it.

"Why did you blocked me?"

"Why are you calling me?" You said without looking at him.

You didn't see how his eyebrow raised, 'Oh is this a Q2Q game.' He thought.

"Where are you when you answered my call yesterday?"

"Why you want to know?"

"Who is that guy you're with?"

You paused in signing the papers and looked at him.

"I'm not deaf Y/N, even in that short time I heard. And it's a damn man's laugh. Who was it?"

"Why do you care?"

He sighs.

"Does your father know who he was then?"

"Why should he?" You return your focus on signing the papers.

"Then that leads me to just ask him myself, right?"

And like every time, he wins.

"What do you want Park? I mean, seriously what are you getting out of all of this fucked up mess? Money? Fame? Does what you have now still isn't enough?"

You said while setting the papers aside and just holding your sign pen as if your life hold in it.

Jay tried to hide the fact that what you said to him hurt him like you just stab him in his chest.

"Is that what you really think of me Y/N? Is it that hard to accept that maybe," he leans his both arms in your table to face you properly. "Maybe that after all these years I am still in love with you?"

"Don't play with me Park. We both know that that's not what this is." You lean your back in your seat because you can't handle how close Jay looked at you. "What we had was all in the past, it ended 7 years ago. So let it be."

"You're right that what we had is all in the past now, but we both know that it didn't end like what you are saying here Y/N."

"Oppa.. it's old history." You closed your eyes and massage your temple. "There's no need to bring the past now." You looked at him, "What I want to know is why did you agree to my father’s terms? I want to know so I can really understand you. Because if this shit continues, I am sorry Jay but I will really start hating you."

It's his turn to lean back.

He was looking at the ceiling as if he was searching what he will say there.

That gives you time to study him.

He looked as if he didn't age a bit. He still looked the same. Though somehow he is much thinner than the fluffy yet masculine Jay you knew before. He really matured, and he matured in a really damn fine way.

And the fact that his height hasn't changed as well, your height is the same so you didn’t care, but compared to someone you know.. he defined as 'Tiny'.

"I'm hungry."

"Huh?" You got confused because you didn't expect him to say that.

"I said, I AM HUNGRY."

"Haaaaish!" You side eyed him and just continue reading the papers you set aside.

"I will tell you everything," He caught your attention again.

"Over brunch." Then he showed you his pure million dollar smile with matching puppy eyes?

You almost cursed when he still remembers your weakness.

"Seriously Jay? Now?" You gesture him that you are working. "You can just go and come back once you're done."

"No way. I can tell that if I do that, you'll not be here when I come back."

You didn't respond because he was right.

"Just sign that damn papers and let's go." He said as he took out his mobile again.

"And who said I'll go eat with you?"

"Damn woman, can't you get it that I'm hungry and don't worry I'll be paying so just finish that shit and let's get going." He saw that you didn't like how he talked to you. "Please?" And he was saved by his puppy eyes again.

"If you want me to finish quickly, then stop barking all the time."

He is about to say something, but he holds it in because he was really hungry to argue more.

What you didn't knew was that he hasn't eaten anything since last night. And he is really pissed at you and about to question you first thing you enter to your office.

But seeing you in one piece and fine, he forgets all that.

In the end, you agree to come with Jay to eat somewhere. Since he promised that he will tell you everything you wanted to know.

"Jamie, I'll be back after he fills himself. Try to finish everything before I came back. You need to accompany me somewhere." You're not looking at her since you’re looking for your phone in your bag.

"Okay Madam." She said while looking at Jay behind you.

Jay was holding a phone that she knew was yours. She tried to poke you to get your attention. Because Jay is currently scrolling thru your notifications.

"What?" You asked Jamie irritated. And he points Jay that still busy checking your phone.

Your eyes almost pop out when you realize he has your phone. You immediately grab it from him. You will say something when you check first on what he saw in your notifications.

It was messages from Christian, Dabin and Cream. But mostly it was from Christian. Even though his name in your contacts was Barom, you knew Jay wasn't a fool to not figure it out.

You looked at him. Don't know what to say.

"I guess I am not the only one who needs to tell everything here baby girl." He smirked and walks ahead of you.

Both of you settled to eat in a restaurant near your office, and since it was almost lunchtime, the place is packed. The only vacant table was outside of the said restaurant.

Jay didn't want the idea of seeing in a public place with you, but something pops up in his head so he just goes along.

For you, it was troublesome if both of you went far since you need to come back in your office for Jamie.

As the both of you waiting for your orders to arrive. You busy yourself on checking your phone.

You already message Christian that you will talk to Jay so that all of you can talk. But you didn't mention that you are with him already.

Jay looked at you. He took out his phone and message someone. And he can't believe that he will do such measure just to have you.

"So, who is this Barom?"

He said, interrupting you when you are about to reply for Christian who informs you that he mistook your garlic powder as brown sugar that he put in his coffee.

You didn't know how to respond. You knew the fact that Jay already crossed works with Christian as DPR Visuals and CEO.

"Barom...well, I only knew one Dabin and assumingly Cream is one of the producers from DPR. So that gives," You swallow hard because he is damn right.

"Yea," You cut him off, "Barom is the DPR Visuals and CEO, Christian Yu." You looked at him to see how he will react.

But he just nodded continuously while his lips turned in one line.

By that, you knew he wants to say something more but he is holding it in.

"Okay. Before I asked anything else, let's go to the main reason first."

You've been taken aback from how Jay response, so for once you agreed to him.

"Why did I agreed to your father is your question right?"

You nod, but somehow you felt uncomfortable because on how he looks at you as if it wasn't the same Jay you're with a while ago. He feels like someone you never knew in the body of Jay. But you tried to ignore that.

"Don't get me wrong Y/N, but your father offered me things that hard to refuse. Being the owner of a real-estate and hotel mogul - business, connections and all is just a piece of cake for him. But still, believe me, or not. I refuse his offers. More than once." You just looked at him.

"But shit happens Y/N. It was unexpected." He said breaking the eye contact you have while he was talking.

"Why? What happen?" You asked him as you lean in the table. Curiosity took over you.

He tightens his hold in his cap, then put both his arms in the table.

"How can I put this so that you can understand it." He seems troubled. And it made you too worried.

"Just tell me, trust me." You assured him as you hold his one hand.

"You see, you know about my new record label right?"

"Yeah, H1HGRMUSIC right.." And he nods.

"The thing was, in the different company. I had one person who manages and advised on everything financially. He was good at what he does. But what I don't understand is that a few months after me and Chase deposit our additional investment for H1HGRMUSIC account. He just disappeared, along with all the money deposit in both company." You felt that his hand squeezed yours.

You don't know what to say because that news surprised you. You never knew such things do happens and with Jay.

"Both companies are struggling Y/N. We tried to fix this shit internally. Since AOMG is known, all we need to do is make our artist sign more offers and shit. But still, it wasn't enough. And H1HGRMUSIC is in way worst condition. Since we need to release their albums before the end of the year."

"I understand." He didn't need to continue. You know how hard it was for him. And it was wrong to question him any longer.

"Believe it or not Y/N, I am still the same Jay you knew 7 years ago. The same Jay that drives to work hard not for myself but for the people around me who needs me. And believe me, as the day pass by, it has grown bigger. So I just can't."

"Sssssh.." You hushed him. Because if he continues, you can't handle a teary Jay since you're already holding your own tears not to fall.

"So, how much did my old man offered you?" You asked, trying to lighten the atmosphere between you.

"I only want what I needed to keep my two company running, but your old man gave me more than that." Jay looked at you in the eye. "He said that he was just investing for her daughter, YOUR future and it was not a debt that needed to be paid since I'm gonna be your husband and what I own will be yours as well."

"I still have an iffy feeling about the whole idea, because I accept his offer without even knowing who his daughter was."

"What? You are saying that you didn't know that I was his daughter?"

"Yes, whoever it was, I accepted the fact that I have to do it. So when your old man asked me to come here in Dubai to finally put things in action. And when he showed me your picture before we went to your office the other day. I don't know if it’s wrong for me to feel or even say this but I was relief Y/N. Relief, happy and there's even a time that I thank God that he let shit happens just to lead me to you."

Jay looked at you in the eyes deeply, as if he is trying to see what you're thinking. So you closed your eyes afraid of what he might see. By that, a tear escape from your eyes.

You opened your eyes when you felt his warm hands touch your cheeks to wipe the trail of the tear.

You just watch him you tried to blinked your eyes just to make you see clearer or more likely bring your brain working again.

And the next thing you knew is Jay holding both of your hands and he was about to kiss the back of your hands.

Everything around you was turned to a slow-motion mode. And by that, your mind is saying to you to pull your hands before his lips landed on them.

But your damn body is taking its time to move accordingly. And you felt that your heart is going to explode in the anticipating on what about to happen.

And just like that, you closed your eyes and when you open everything went back to normal and Jay already kissed the back of your hand and now sincerely looking to your eyes.

You've just betrayed by your own body and feelings. And what's worst is the fact that somehow you knew you betrayed Christian.

Jay let go of your hands when the waiter arrived to serve your lunch.

You busied yourself in it. Trying to forget what just happened.

Jay knew what you are doing so he shrugged it but the smirked in his face never disappear.

When the waiter leaves. Jay caught your attention by clearing his throat. So you looked at him while you set the table napkin to your lap.

"So, before I continue on talking about my shit. I want to know who is Christian to you." And he looked away to start eating what's on his plate.

You inhaled and tried to relax. You tilted your head to the side when you questioned yourself on why are you getting nervous all of a sudden.

"Well," You start as you focused on your food. "I met him during my college community tour for the homeless in Seoul. His agency is part of that community service as well. We stayed connected since then."

"Lucky guy." You looked at him. "Well, it’s true. He was lucky to have that consistent connection with you. For me though, I don't have such luck."

He brought the past again. You just shooked your head and ignore what he said.

"So, he's just a friend?" Jay asked.

"No. He's currently my boyfriend."

"Since when?"

"Seriously? Why do you care." Inside you don't want him to know that your relationship with Christian has been clear just yesterday.

"Don't give me that look, Babe, I just want to know where I stand here. I bet your father didn't know about your relationship with him. Cause if he does, I wouldn't be here having dates with you."

"What date?" You're surprised that Jay just declares this as a date with him. But as you looked at him, he just shrugged. "Haaaish. You are right. I didn't formally introduce Christian to them. That's because he's been busy with his work. But now that he's here and have some time to spare, I will introduce him."

"Really now, did you think of how your father will react to this?"

"I don't know. Do I look like I care?" You tried your best to looked according to what you are saying for him to believe you.

"Well, I do." He said it with authority that you can't help but look at him.

You see him all serious. Looking at you that like you just said some bad joke.

"I thought you understand why I agreed to your father Y/N. I was wrong to even believe that you can really get what I was trying to say for you to understand me from the beginning. I thought you are better than this Y/N."

"I am."

You thought to really introduce Christian to your parents. Even though the feelings you have for Christian is all new, and if that is even enough of a reason for you to marry him then you will accept it.

Rather than to be with someone who's someone your father is set up with you by money.

Jay shooked his head with disbelief.

"Look, Oppa, I really do. You need the money. That is why we're here in the first place. All we need to do now is look for the money you need for your company. So you would not have any obligation to my father." You said as if it was easy than one plus one.

"Okay, let’s go with what you’re saying here." Jay continues eating, "Yes, I am rather being force than obligated with this shit." You felt some kind of a pain in your chest when you heard him say that.

"And yes money is the main factor here, money that I don't have but your father have and already provided me a long time ago." He stops eating to look at you seriously. "Meaning, I already used the money Y/N. What's left is just the quarter of it."

"How much are we talking about here?" You asked. But you sooner to regret.

"He gave me one billion fucking US dollars."

You drop the spoon you're holding and your mouth wide open. You can't even believe that your father is ready to release such big amount of money just to give it to the man he chooses to be your handsome.

'Oh wait, business this is all about.You thought. No wonder. Money and you are just an investment for him.

"And you only have now is just the quarter?"

Jay didn't answer.

"Fuck Jay, that's a lot."

"What do you expect? I have two companies that need to keep running."

You drank in one shot the glass of wine that the waiter made sure that was full.

"Give me a year and so." He said all of a sudden.

"What?" Still, drown with the wine you drink, you face Jay with a total of confusion.

"Let’s get married for just a year. By then, I'm sure I have the money to pay your Dad."

He said it while looking at you. And you can read in his eyes that he is begging for you to agree with him. He is asking your help, not for him but for his company and for the people whose relying on it.

This is too much for you. The effect of the wine and the hot temperature in Dubai is not helping at all.

"To tell you honestly Oppa, I am willing to give you all the help you need. But I am with Christian now. And I can't really say anything about this without him." You manage to say.

"Do you really want to help me Y/N?" Again with that eyes of him.

"Of course Oppa." You said with all honesty.

"Then I'm sure Christian will understand. That is if what the both you have is real." He said as if it’s a given fact.

You failed to say anything and just watched him finish his meal.

You poured more wine into your glass. And drink it bottomless. Hoping that all the thoughts running in your head will be washed along with it.

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8

A/N: I really troll Christians IG and I didn’t imagine that he really went to Dubai just last year. Oh well. I hope you guys excuse my trolling him and putting some of it here. HAHAHA

what do you think about this chapter? Talk to me, don’t be shy. I won’t bite. Have a good day/night everyone!

Y/N Portrayer in collage is @Mari_jasmmn ~ check her out in IG (GIRL CRUSH)

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Help me practice pt. 20

Author: theweirdymcweirderson

Characters: Reader, Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer

Relationships: Dean Winchester×Reader

Word count: 3545

Warnings: Apologies, cuteness overload, teasing, overprotective!Bobby, some tearing up, kissing, camping trip

Summary: College!AU The reader has never been kissed and as a guy starts to take interest in her, she asks Dean, her best friend, to help her practice. After they kiss, none of them seem to be able to keep holding back the feelings they have for each other.

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Notes: I know you’re thinking: “FINALLY!” Cause, well, it’s what I’m thinking *giggle*

Thank you for your patience and I hope you enjoy the new chapter! *kisses*

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“I’m not cheating on you, (Y/n)…” His voice was a soft whisper which you were sure you wouldn’t have heard if the light, spring breeze hadn’t been blowing your way, “I know you’re not, Dean” His mind seemed to register your voice, but not the words you were speaking, “I swear to God, baby, I’m not. I-wait, what?”

You walked to the wooden swing seat on your porch and sat down, looking up at Dean, who seemed too uncomfortable with the situation to sit next to you, “I trust you, Dean, I know you’d never cheat on me…plus, we’re always together and when we’re not, we’re texting or speaking on the phone, so, yeah.”

He locked eyes on yours for the first time when you’d finished your little speech; a small smile stetching on his lips and hinting at his dimples as he seemed to relax a little bit, “I’m so sorry I lied, (Y/n), it’s just that…” You waited expectantly for his explanation, mentally urging him to keep talking and after a deep breath, he did.

“You know I’m not good at relationships, everytime I tried to embark in one, it always ended up with the girl accusing me of cheating, so I panicked and lied about the text. Then when you told me you knew, I was afraid you’d think she was my side chick or something and I ended up attacking you before you could explain”

Sometime during his rushed explanation, Dean ended up kneeling in front of you, his hands holding yours in your lap almost as if he was afraid you’d get up and leave, “You know, I never really cared when the others accused me of cheating, I always thought if they didn’t trust me then there was nothing I could do, but with you…"

He stopped his ranting, locking his clear, green eyes on yours and taking his time staring in the depths of them, momentarily losing his trail of thoughts until he blinked and shook himself out of his haze, “I can’t lose you, (Y/n)! I’m so sorry, baby. I’m sorry for lying and hurting you and saying the things I said, I didn’t mean them, (Y/n), none of them"

You nodded, closing your eyes when you felt them begin to tear up and bringing your forehead on Dean’s, smiling when his breath hitched in his throat at your proximity, “It’s okay, I’m not mad, I was-it just hurt when you said what you did; a lot. I know you had a reason for lying, and I thought it was because you didn’t trust me or something…"

A small smile spread on your lips as you remembered the amount of time you spent wondering what you’d done wrong, while Dean tightened his grip on your hands, biting on his lower lip and shaking his head, “God, sweetheart, you have no idea how sorry I am. I love you so, so much, forgive me, please!"

The confidence that usually laced Dean’s voice was gone, replaced by desperation as his words took on a boyish, defeated tone that you’d only heard once when you were still in middle school. Sammy had gotten sick and Dean didn’t know what to do; he’d tried to be strong for his little brother like always, only to break down with you later on in the evening.

You opened your eyes, finding his red-rimmed emeralds already staring at you, glistening with unshed tears, "You won’t get rid of me so easily, buddy! I love you, too, Dean” A relieved, shuddering breath escaped his parted lips and washed over yours; none of you daring to break eye contact as his hands slowly travelled up your arms.

He cupped your cheeks, his touch so light you were afraid you were just dreaming again until his lips brushed yours. A gentle, soft brush of his plump, voluptuous lips on yours, almost as if he was scared you’d pull away. Your hands moved from where they were resting on your lap and snaked underneath his signature leather jacket.

You fisted his blue, flannel shirt and spread your legs, pulling Dean between them as you pressed him closer to your body and properly captured his lips in a searing kiss which had him release a hum of approval. His thumb gingerly caressed your cheek, and you were sure he felt the blush you were sporting just from their warmth.

One of his hands tangled in your (h/c) tresses, keeping your face close to his as you both lost yourselves in the other, until someone clearing their throat made you pull apart abruptly. You both turned around to find Bobby standing by the door, sporting his yellow, daisy-patterned apron and a wooden spoon in his right hand.

You sat in mild shock, watching as Dean quickly detached himself from you and scrambled to his feet, “Dean…” Bobby’s voice was serious, but you could see the glimmer of amusement in his brown eyes, “Sir!” Your eyes widened slightly at Dean’s panicked voice and choice of words, before you had to stifle a giggle at his flustered state.

They stared at one another, Dean practically shaking with nerves until Bobby directed his gaze on you, “Well, (Y/n), I came out to ask Alice and Steve if they were staying for dinner, but I guess it’ll have to be for another time, huh?” You nodded your head with a small smile, “Yep, Alice told me they were going to the movies"

You shrugged your shoulders, watching as Bobby brought his eyes back on your poor boyfriend, "So Dean, you staying for dinner?” Dean’s eyes flitted to yours for barely a second and he bit down on his bottom lip nervously before nodding his head, “I’d really like to stay if you’ll have me, sir"

Bobby shook his head, turning on his heels to conceal his smirk, and cleared his throat before letting you know that the food was almost ready and to hurry up. Once you and Dean were left alone again, you let loose a chuckle, which was spurred on by Dean’s mock glare, "Sir? Seriously?!"

Pouting his slightly swollen lips, Dean scowled at you, mainly to hide his own grin, "Shut up, I panicked okay! Do you think he’ll poison my food or something?” You shook your head, making your way to the door with him following close behind you, “Yeah, probably"

A groan left his mouth as he snaked his hand down to intertwine his fingers with yours, "The things I do for you, woman!” With slightly blushing cheeks, you rose on your tiptoes and pressed a peck to his cheek, noticing the smile that spread on his face at the action, before you pulled him with you towards the kitchen since you didn’t want Bobby to get the wrong idea.

You sat all at the table after you and Dean set it up, and Bobby served each one of you some risotto alla parmigiana. From the corner of your eye you could see Dean’s wary expression as he scooped some on his fork, and you heard his heavy, defeated sigh as he brought it to his lips and started eating, “Woah, this is delicious, Bobby!"

You almost sputtered the water you were sipping on at Dean exclamation, and you turned to Bobby, waiting for his answer, "Trying to sweet talk me there, boy?” Dean’s eyes widened while you pursed your lips to contain your laughter, “What? N-no. No, I just…I was, ehm-” Finally, Bobby decided to take mercy on him, and started chuckling, relieving Dean of his worries.

“Oh, c'mon, Bobby! You serious? Not cool, man, not cool at all” Bobby flashed you a wink as you started giggling as well, the both of you ignoring Dean’s half-hearted glares, “You should’ve seen your face, Dean, it was hilarious!” His phone ringing, cut him from answering you and he resorted to only spare you an offended glance.

“Mom? Ehm, yeah, I’m still at Bobby’s. Mom, c'mon, can’t we talk about this when I’m back?! Fine. Yes, yes she forgave me. Okay, sure…Love you too, mom, bye.” Both you and Bobby were staring a Dean with amusement clearly written all over your faces, making him squirm in his seat as he slid his phone back in his pocket.

He cleared his throat, looking anywhere but your way as he mumbled, “Uhm, mom says hi, and she said you should come over for dinner one of these days” You both nodded, Bobby wasting no time in making Dean feel a little more uncomfortable, while you licked your lips and pulled the lower one between your teeth to stop yourself from laughing.

After you’d managed to calm yourselves down, Dean realized how hungry he actually was since he’d only eaten his pie and dug into his food as you made small talk; Bobby telling you about his two days away with John. When you’d finished eating, you convinced Bobby to go rest assuring him that you’d take care of the dishes.

He ended up going to the living room to watch some sports, while you and Dean tackled the kitchen and cleaned it up. All the way Dean kept showering you with compliments, apologies and from time to time, after he’d made sure that your uncle was nowhere in sight, he’d pull you into his arms and kiss you, claiming to be making up for lost time. When the kitchen was spotless, you went to your room to watch a movie and catch up.

“You know, Dean, last week when you asked me to leave with you for a couple of days, just the two of us; I sure as hell didn’t think you’d take me camping in the middle of the woods!” You huffed as you swatted yet another annoying fly from the tip of your nose, “I promise you you’ll enjoy yourself, baby girl, trust me"

He accompanied his words with his trademark smirk and a flirty wink, which in this case did nothing to lighten your mood, "Sure. Nothing screams romantic weekend as much as an army of bugs trailing up your body while you sweat like a pig.” In reality, Dean had had the decency to bring some insect repellent, which you’d thoroughly sprayed all over your body, twice; but that was beyond your point.

You’d been walking for the past hour and a half, and your legs were starting to feel like jello as you tried to avoid broken tree branches and puddles of muddy water, which still hadn’t had the time to dry, no matter how hot the last week had been. Dean, however, seemed overly excited about your impending weekend, and you couldn’t help but smile a little at the boyish grin on his face.

A few minutes later and a load of more complaining from your side, you decided to stop to rest a little bit, Dean allowing you to sit on his lap as you sat by the river that ran across your small town, and you listened as he told you about the time John had brought him and Sam camping, giggling at the shenanigans they’d pulled on their poor father.

“Wanna skinny dip?” He playfully wiggled his eyebrows at you, half hoping that you’d agree, “Sure, in your dreams, Winchester!” He nuzzled your neck, apparently not caring about the fact that you were both sticky and gross from the workout you’d just had under the unforgiving sun, “Oh, we’ve done that in my dreams, plenty of times. How about you make them come true?"

You kept denying and he kept asking for a little longer, before you got up and Dean hauled your bags over his shoulder and continued walking to where he said he knew the perfect spot for your adventurous weekend. You let your mind wonder for a while as you enjoyed the scenery, practically doubling over when Dean almost tripped and cursed.

Among glares from your boyfriend and giggles from your part, you managed to make it to your destination; your eyes widening in surprise at the cabin in front of you, "No way! When did you finish it?” You turned to Dean, who was sporting a proud grin on his face at the astonishment that laced your voice, “Couple of months ago, was waiting for the right time to bring you here"

You hummed and returned your attention to the cabin Dean had spent almost three years building up with his father. Since they were both busy, John with work and Dean with college, they’d settled for building it a little at a time, spending part of their holidays on the construction which apparently had brought to great results.

He unlocked the heavy, wooden door and let you in first, chuckling when you squeaked in excitement, "No freaking way! This is awesome, Dean! I totally forgot about it, you know, you stopped bringing it up, and I thought you’d grown tired of it, but…wow, you guys did one hell of a job!” You took in your surroundings, noticing the minimal decor Dean had gone with, and made a mental note to buy him something to add.

Dean went to the small kitchen, which was connected to the “living room” and you realized that he’d taken the time to buy some food, something which you hadn’t even stopped to think about until that moment; while you, went to snoop around in the other rooms. The bedroom had a small closet and a king sized bed, with two nightstands on either side, and a door which brought to the bathroom.

You decided to go back to Dean, leaning against the counter as he whistled a tune to himself, “So…you mind if I disappear for a quick shower?” He tilted his head back to look at you, flashing you a grin, “Depends, am I allowed to join?” You giggled and shook your head, gesturing to your current state, “Nope, cause I feel gross at the moment"

You didn’t wait for his answer as you grabbed some clothes and walked back to the bathroom, but you managed to hear when he mumbled ’Pfft, more like gorgeous…’ which made you smile. You quickly scrubbed yourself clean, using the body wash Dean had in the bathroom and threw on your tank top and shorts, not even bothering to dry your body as you pulled your wet hair in a messy bun.

You smiled at the small bathtub on the other side of the bathroom, apparently Dean cherished his showers and baths even in the middle of the woods. Gathering your dirty clothes, you placed them in the small laundry bag you’d brought with you to keep them separated from your clean ones, and joined Dean in the kitchen where he was placing some sandwiches in a picnic basket.

"Hey!” You leant up when he turned to face you, pressing a chaste peck on his smiling lips, “Mmmm, you smell like me…” He grumbled the words against your lips and you giggled, “That I do” He closed his eyes and nuzzled your neck, breathing you in before he pulled back with a grin on his face, “I love it” He pecked you again, and then turned back to his task.

“Are we having a picnic?” He nodded, sending you a suggestive wink, letting you know that he was thinking about your first date as well, “You mind finishing this up? I wanna shower too so we can leave” You hummed and took the basket from his hands, shooing him away and telling him where you’d put the dirty laundry bag, and he left after grabbing a handful of your bottom and giving it a squeeze.

Dean’s shower was even shorter than yours, and once he was done, you grabbed the basket and made your way outside. You sat near the river you’d passed by earlier, eating and making fun of each other, until Dean thought it would be funnier to start chasing you around, and even though you’d never admit it to him, you did have enjoy trying to outrun him.

You headed back when it started to get dark, and the soft breeze turned into a light wind; Dean complying into giving you a piggy ride after you’d complained about how tired you were, which might not have been entirely true, but you could tell from the smirk on his face when you’d battled your eyelashes at him, that he already knew that.

Reaching the cabin, you went to set the basket in the kitchen and store the food you hadn’t eaten in the fridge, while Dean connected his laptop, which he’d brought along, to the small TV in the living room and popped in The Fast and The Furious. You’d agreed to watch the movie, knowing that it was his favourite and you knew it had to do with the amazing cars that it featured.

However, not even ten minutes had passed, that none of you were paying attention to what was happening on the screen. You were straddling one of his thighs; your arms around his neck as you threaded your fingers through his silky locks, while he had one hand on your lower back, pressing your body flush to his, and the other one squeezing your upper thigh.

You detached your lips from his, trailing kisses along his strong jawline and down to his neck, enjoying his laboured breathing and silent gasps, “Dean?” He hummed to inform you to keep talking, and you brought your lips to the shell of his ear before finishing your sentence, “I want you to make love to me!"

Lightly tugging on his earlobe with your teeth, you noticed the shudder that travelled down his spine and then your request seemed to register in his fogged brain, "You want to-uh…now?!” You leant back a little, just enough for your eyes to find each other and bit down on your bottom lip, nodding as you felt your cheeks blossoming red.

He seemed hesitant, but before you could tell him to forget you ever asked, he spoke up, “You sure about it? Cause I want to, baby, trust me, I do but- you know that I love you, right? And I can wait for as long as you need. I don’t want us to rush things, especially not this…"

You thought about it for a while, but you were sure about your decision, and if Dean was on board with it, you were ready to go all the way with him, "I’m sure” A face-splitting grin appeared on his lips, before he kissed you and manouvered you on the couch beside him to stand up.

One of your eyebrows rose in a silent question as he mumbled stuff under his breath, and then turned to you, “Okay, wait here for a second, I’ll be right back!” You barely had time to nod before he disappeared into the bedroom, only to come rushing back and almost slip since he was wearing nothing else but his gray, cotton socks.

Again, you lifted your eyebrow in question, and he scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, “Uh…I kinda thought you wouldn’t listen and follow me to check what I-nevermind, give me a sec” You could do nothing else but chuckle and flop down on the couch, smiling to yourself as you closed your eyes and covered them with your forearm.

Some minutes later, Dean walked back to you and stood next to the couch, basking in your beauty, given that you wouldn’t scold him; before gently taking your hand in his and removing it from your face, “Hey!” Your smile stretched as your eyes locked on his shining green ones, “Hey, you done?"

He intertwined his fingers with yours and helped you up to your feet, "Yep! You still sure you wanna do it tonight?” You squeezed his hand and nodded; similar smiles spreading on both your faces after your confirmation. You walked with him to the bedroom, and stopped in the doorway to take in what he’d done.

There were candles casting a soft glow around the room; they weren’t fancy or scented, they were the emergency ones he kept just in case the lights went out, still you couldn’t help but smile at his considerate thought. You could hear the faint notes of one of your favorite songs in the background, and he’d even sprayed some air freshener.

You turned to look at him, and his cheeks reddened slightly; his hand raising to scratch at the back of his neck nervously, “I-uh…I tried to make it as romantic as I could. I just-I don’t know, I wanted your first time to be special but I kin-” You shook your head and leant on your tiptoes, pressing your lips to his and cutting him off.

“It’s perfect, Dean!” His eyes sparkled with joy at your words, and you felt warmth pooling in your cheeks at the intensity of his gaze. Walking backwards, you tugged him with you, holding eye contact as you made your way over to the bed. You lay down, taking a hold of the collar of his t-shirt and pulled him on top of you.

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