#yes i'm annoying about baekhyun and what about it?

[justwritedreams]

Sexual Fantasies | Chanyeol

Chanyeol x Reader, bffs to lovers au! Word count: 2752 Genre: smut Author: maari  Warnings: Mentions of alchool, me bringing back Chanyeol's iconic purple hoodie because yes that's a warning, masturbation (f), some explicit words, kinda corruption kink MDI!! THIS IS A +18 STORY Note: OKAAAY SOOO i kind of wrote it in 3 hours because i really liked the idea and i can say i'm really proud of this one. YEAH BYE Request: a request for chanyeol we’re he thinks y/n is innocent and treats her like a little sister and one day he hears her masturbate and moaning his name ⫷ Exo Masterlist

"Beer for everyone." Chanyeol announced as he held the bottles out to Kai, Sehun and Kyungsoo.

Y/N smiled, stopping her conversation with Sehun who was sitting next to her, she reached out her hands to grab her bottle.

"And for you, miss." Chanyeol snatched the bottle away from Y/N's hands before she could touch it and handed her another one. "Cola."

Her smile faded instantly and the boys laughed at her surprised face.

"Are you serious?" She asked irritably and Chanyeol pursed his lips, nodding in agreement. She took the bottle reluctantly. "You forget that I'm only 4 years younger than you, right?"

"A baby, practically." Kai spoke, to piss her off even more.

"You should drink milk." Sehun joked, taking a sip of his beer.

Y/N glared at him.

"I'm not the one crying because nobody wished me a happy birthday." She replied and Kyungsoo laughed out loud, nearly spitting out his beer.

Kai and Chanyeol laughed too when they saw Sehun's face wither.

"You're not funny." He complained and she rolled her eyes, returning her attention to Chanyeol who sat on the other side of the couch.

"Why can't I drink with you guys?" she didn't want to look like a child but it was impossible not to pout.

"Because I still remember perfectly how you look when you drink." he replied and she snorted.

"It was only once."

"You wanted to throw yourself in the pool."

"It was hot!"

"You can't even swim."

"I was going to float anyway."

"Your dress was white!"

"The family quarrel will last for how long?" Kyungsoo asked sarcastically.

Y/N crossed her arms and glared at him.

She hated it when they treated her like she was a little sister. She was a friend, nothing more.

And yet, it seemed that no one took it seriously. Mainly Chanyeol.

"I hate it when you guys do that." she complained and saw Kyungsoo raise his eyebrows, slightly confused. "You treat me like I'm a child." she stared at Chanyeol who was stretching his arm on the sofa, looking at her curiously. "Mostly you!"

"That's because you're innocent, Y/N." Kai said and she looked at him instantly.

"What?!" she asked, partially shocked. Because the other part thought it was funny.

That's why she started laughing, that idea was absurd.

But seeing that they were quiet, indicated that it was serious.

When she looked at Chanyeol, he had guilt in his eyes.

She blinked a few times.

"Oh come on!"

"But that has to do with your personality, Y/N." Sehun argued. "You're always so quiet and shy."

"Remember when you accidentally fell into Baekhyun's lap? You ran to hide."

Y/N felt her cheeks burn at the memory of what had happened.

It was all Chanyeol's fault, really. She had bought a new dress, a little shorter than what she was used to wearing but she loved how it looked on her body, she got up from the sofa at Suho's house - it was his engagement party - and Chanyeol got up from where he was about to cover her exposed legs with a blanket.

However, she was annoyed that he wanted to cover her legs all the time so she tried to stop Chanyeol. It wasn't a very smart decision because he kept wrapping the blanket around her waist, it brought him closer and made her flinch every time he tried to cover her up. And that made her fall into Baekhyun's lap because she hadn't seen the boy sitting down.

"Do you need to remember this every day?" she questioned, trying not to show that she was still ashamed of that.

And the way Chanyeol was looking at her was making her even more shy.

"Admit it, Y/N, you're innocent." Sehun shrugged and she stared at him, challenged.

"You guys really don't know me."

[...]

Y/N opened the door and heard hurried footsteps running towards her, trying to balance the purchases in her hands felt something jump on her leg, she smiled before she even looked.

And then barking echoed through the room.

"Hey Zzar, calm down girl!" she laughed and closed the door with one leg. "I hope you didn't wreck your father's house."

Y/N looked around and apparently everything was intact, this made her sigh and go to the kitchen, leaving her groceries on top of the counter. After she bent down to pick the dog up, Zzar gladly accepted and started licking Y/N's face, who just laughed.

"I know, I missed you too." She hugged the dog's body. "Let's make up for lost time, your father will take time."

Chanyeol had taken Toben to the vet to get some tests done as the dog seemed quieter than usual, which was really weird considering it was only calm when Y/N was around, but Chanyeol was worried since Toben wasn't eating right too.

And since Chanyeol couldn't take care of Zzar and Toben at the same time, he had asked for help from the only person he trusted. Y/N.

She already had the keys to his house, she was social enough for Zzar not to strange her presence, she was free to cook and even take a shower at Chanyeol's house.

And it wasn't like she could deny his request.

She could never resist his wide smile.

Even if it meant leaving work, tired, and heading straight to his place after stopping by the market.

Y/N took the opportunity to cook something and while leaving it on the stove, she put food for Zzar.

After eating and washing the dishes she had messed up, Y/N turned off the lights and went straight to Chanyeol's room and threw herself on the huge comfortable bed.

She laughed when she saw that Zzar tried to do the same thing as her, but without success. Y/N was about to pick the dog up and put it on the bed when her phone vibrated.

She looked up quickly, seeing that Chanyeol had sent her an audio message.

'I'm waiting for the doctor to call, he's going to talk to me about the x-ray.' Chanyeol grunted from the other side and Y/N swallowed hard, the tired and husky tone was a little too much for her. 'Thanks again for taking care of Zzar, I hope I'll be back home soon.'

Y/N took a deep breath before answering, saying that she would always be there when he needed her and that everything would work out.

She blocked the phone screen and left it next to her body while looking at the ceiling.

She knew he wasn't only tired but worried, and so was she. Both with Toben and Chanyeol.

However… Chanyeol's voice sent shivers through Y/N's body that she didn't even know was possible.

All she wanted was to be able to be by his side, hugging him tight, feeling his strong arms wrap around her tightly.

Y/N ran her hands over her face and took a deep breath again, that crush she had on her friend was pathetic and longstanding.

But there was no stopping it, he had everything she was looking for in a man and more.

In fact, Chanyeol had set the bar too high for any guy to reach. And the fact that Y/N couldn't find anyone who could come close to what Chanyeol was… was frustrating.

Y/N looked at Zzar who was lying beside the bed and staring at Y/N.

"Your dad is a idiot, you know that?" Zzar cocked the head to the side, seeming even interested in what Y/N was saying. "If he knew what his voice does to my legs, he would never speak around me again." Zzar continued to stare at Y/N. "And the worst thing is, he can't even imagine the influence he has on me. I'm a fool, right?" Zzar raised the hind legs and wagged its tail. "Of course I am, I'm pouring my heart out to a dog."

Y/N sighed, her whole body feeling tired but she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep until Chanyeol arrived.

However, being stubborn, she even tried to take a nap, but she turned from side to side, even with her eyes closed, sleep didn't come.

And honestly, that outfit was bothering her. Lying down in jeans and a blouse with pearl details was hurting her, that's why she decided to strip down to her underwear and got out of bed, going to Chanyeol's wardrobe to put on one of his sweatshirts.

She touched his clothes, his perfume was impregnated in everything there, and she laughed softly when she found the famous purple sweatshirt.

It had been so long since she had seen him wear that sweatshirt, she smiled mischievously and put it on right away.

Of course, it was twice her size but it could still read the red 'Sexual fantasies' lettering.

She thought he'd thrown that sweatshirt away, but it was tucked away in the back of his wardrobe.

Y/N took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and Zzar followed after going on its way to who knows where, Y/N laughed at the thought that the dog had also gone to do her business.

After washing her hands, Y/N looked at her reflection in the mirror and laughed as she remembered Sehun's words from the other day.

"Admit it, you're innocent."

Imagine what he and the guys would think to see her wearing that sweatshirt.

Like a click, a rather evil idea flashed through Y/N's head and her eyes widened as she realized what she had been thinking.

Okay, she wasn't that innocent but she wasn't a pervert either.

She left the bathroom, shaking her head as if to dismiss that thought and went back to the bedroom, expecting Zzar's company but the dog wasn't there.

Y/N threw herself on the bed again and looked back at the bedroom ceiling, trying to control her breathing but the idea wouldn't leave her head.

She didn't need to touch herself then and there just to prove to herself that she wasn't as pure as others thought she was.

But on the other hand, no one would ever know. Wearing Chanyeol's sweatshirt in his bed would be like committing a crime.

Maybe not that serious.

But it was dangerous. That's why it was so tempting.

Y/N's breathing started to get heavier as her head convinced her that this was going to be a secret that no one would ever suspect, she brought her thumbnail to her mouth as she pondered practically giving in to temptation.

And she only needed one thing to convince herself, remembering Chanyeol's audio.

His growl had activated something in her, her most intimate and secret fantasies. The most sexual.

Her heart was pounding and she kept her eyes closed as she imagined Chanyeol growling like that in her ear, and then kissing every inch of her neck while his firm and large hands touched her body shamelessly.

How sweet the low moans he would let out, and the dirty words he would speak so close to her ear.

Just imagining it, she shivered all over, her body temperature rose and she felt a certain discomfort in her lower abdomen as well as a fire that rose from her legs to the middle of them.

Y/N took her hand to her panties but figured it was Chanyeol's fingers slowly teasing her.

Now, she needed to finish what she started and she had enough imagination for that.

She was too lost in her own fantasy to hear the front door close, Chanyeol arrived with Toben on his lap.

The poor dog was doped with medicine that would help with the stomach problem it was having, at least he was sure that the little animal was getting better. Chanyeol hated seeing Toben so quiet, it was even weird.

Chanyeol looked for Y/N with his eyes but he didn't find her there so he took the opportunity to take Toben to its bed, after petting the pet's fur, he started looking for Y/N around the house.

She wasn't in the kitchen, he found Zzar sleeping next to the couch but Y/N wasn't there so he just thought she was in his room.

And he wasn't going to complain because he knew how much she liked his bed, and he wasn't planning on going there either because he wanted to curl up on the couch and go to sleep.

However, he didn't even sit on the sofa because he heard a muffled groan. Frowning, he stayed silent to make sure he wasn't delusional and he was sure when he heard it again coming from his room.

Curious, he made his way towards the bedroom in slow, silent steps. Was Y/N having nightmares or…

"Chanyeol." He stopped where he was when he heard the moan now louder and it had nothing to do with dreams, he knew that moan well but not coming from Y/N. That was why his eyes were wide. "Please, faster."

He felt the blood rush through his veins and pool in two places: his ears, which should have been red, and well…his cock.

The sound was low but still erotic. Something he never thought he'd hear from Y/N, it was so sensual that even going against his morals his feet carried him towards the bedroom door.

He swallowed hard and clenched his hands into fists when he had the privileged view of Y/N lying on his bed, with her panties pushed to the side while her fingers entered and left her quickly.

He smirked when he saw that she was wearing his purple sweatshirt.

Naughty, was all he thought.

Chanyeol wasn't even breathing, he wanted to be able to capture every sound Y/N made, be it the pained moans that came out of her mouth or the sound of her fingers desperately touching her intimacy.

"Chanyeol, I wanna cum. Please."

Heavens, he could never have imagined her saying that, but now that he had heard it, he felt every part of his body become electrified.

Y/N panted and arched as her fingers circled her clit, eyes closed as the most pornographic sounds came out he was sure she was close.

Chanyeol felt his pants get tighter and tighter as he got excited to see the scene.

"Fuck, more. Oh my God." and then he saw her squirm and her mouth open in a perfect O as a loud, drawn-out moan echoed through the house. As she moaned his name.

He felt every hair on his body stand on end and it took a lot of self-control not to bring his hand to the erection that was now apparent.

Y/N took a deep breath as spasms followed the orgasm, and Chanyeol felt his mouth water at the sight of her pussy all wet and shiny as Y/N removed her fingers to adjust her panties back into place.

He would have laughed at Y/N's shocked face when she turned her head and saw him standing in the open doorway, if he wasn't completely aroused and ready to do something crazy.

Y/N's mouth opened a few times but no sound came out, it didn't even sound like she was the one moaning seconds ago, and she blinked more than usual. She was speechless.

That's why he took the opportunity to enter the room, being watched by her, and go to the bed, kneeling on the mattress without taking his eyes off her.

Y/N felt her eyes flicker as Chanyeol bent down so that his face was closer to hers, both of their breaths were panting and Y/N didn't even move.

"You're a very bad girl, you know that?" he whispered, bringing a hand to her thigh and Y/N sighed. "And do you know what happens to bad girls?" she shook her head and Chanyeol lightly slapped her skin, making her moan in surprise. "They are punished."

"Please." she asked and he ran his hand over her sodden panties up to the sweatshirt she was wearing.

"Pretty conducive, don't you think?" he referred to the phrase and she bit her bottom lip.

"I was hoping it wasn't just fantasy." She replied quietly and Chanyeol brought his face more close to hers, their noses touching.

"Don't worry, tonight won't be."

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[bambikisss]

Celebration in 5A :: J.JungKook

🎶: Bambi - Baekhyun & Saay (mashup), Seven - JungKook ft Latto

A/N: Sequel of Daddy's 95

💕: Streetracer! Jungkook x Streetracer! Reader

⚠: SMUT: Biting, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving), fingering (f), against a window, leaving marks, Jeon JungKook's thighs and muscles.

A/N: I've been thinking about doing a sequel to Daddy's 95, so here it is. There is a surprise announcement also at the end, also 👀 but yes. Also, this is in memory of long haired JK.

NOT PROOFREAD | REBLOGS & COMMENTS ARE ENCOURAGED

"It's not fair!"

You leaned back in your dark red corvette as your opponent complained loudly. You had beat him in a street race after telling him that you knew you'd beat him, yet, he was still so shocked that you won. It made you roll your eyes as the grown man threw a whole tantrum. As he yelled, your phone buzzed with a text from Jungkook.

JK: Y/N, there's a race downtown against this guy from France!

JK: Come stop by and watch your man win

A smile broke out on your face at the text, giving you something better to do than listen to the loser. "I'm off" You smiled to the man and the officiant before you drove away, leaving the man in the dust. As you drove, you listened to the music that came on your radio, the lyrics reminding you of JungKook; the nights you would spend with him on this very same empty highway speeding and making jokes. Those were your happiest times, all thanks to JK.

Ever since you and him began dating, he had made it his personal mission to be there for you all day and all night, despite his job and his wacky sleep schedule- if you had a race or needed him, he would be there. It always made your heart swell at his gestures, but you refused to tell him that he wouldn't ever let it go.

When you arrived at the empty race track, you noticed the crowd of people that were arguing out front. The closer you got, the more you could make out the conversation.

"There's no way you're going to beat me!"

"Dude, I'm literally going to"

You concluded that the more confident sounding words were JungKook, knowing that he was always overconfident in his abilities. You were proven right when you saw his confident smile, his arms crossed over his muscular chest while his opponent was mirroring him, but with a red face and a not so relaxed stance. You pushed your way through the crowd till you got to his side, making sure that he didn't cause a fight or something- while he was a great street racer, you weren't so confident in his fighting abilities, despite his constant gym visits and boxing classes. When he realized that you were now by his side, his smile widened, turning to fully give you his attention. When you asked him what was going on, he simply shrugged before saying "just some pre-race banter."

"No, this is not!" The French man yelled, making you and JungKook turn to face him as he stomped his foot before he was escorted away by his friends, leaving you and him alone. When he was far enough away, you raised your eyebrow at him as he rubbed the back of his neck. He looked guilty. At your raised eyebrow, he held up his hands in defense before he said "Hey, to me it was just some banter. I didn't think he'd take it so seriously!"

"JungKook, how do you manage to piss off and annoy everyone you meet?" You asked, pinching the bridge of your nose as you felt his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you against his hard chest. You felt your body relax as he placed a kiss to your head, a small smile coming to his lips as he bit his bottom lip. "I don't piss you off and annoy you, baby." You raised your eyebrow again at his teasing voice, sighing once more as you knew he was right. He took your sigh and relaxed body as a sign that he was right as well.

"Well, you now have to beat a very angry french guy, so you need to go focus on that" You motioned over to the man who was glaring at JungKook still, leaning against his yellow car. JungKook winced at the glare, whispering to you "is that why I felt heat in the back of my head, like someone was trying to burn a hole there with their eyes? Damn."

You shook your head at his words, following him to his choice car for the night: a dark purple hellcat. He had won it in a race a week ago and he had been dying to use it again. You leaned against the driver side as he got inside, watching him as he prepared himself. "What did you bet if you won?" You asked, leaning back so he could close the door before you bent down to look at him through the window. JungKook at first didn't answer, choosing a playlist to blare while he raced before he jumped as you repeated the question, this time more tense.

"If I win, no, when I win I get his hotel room at some expensive hotel" He then paused, giving you an almost pained smile before he spoke again. "If he won, then he gets our project car."

At those words, you felt your heart drop: you and JungKook had been modifying a hellcat together for a while. It was your baby.

JungKook noticed your change in expression, wanting to reassure you that he could win, but you cut him off, asking him with gritted teeth why the hell he would wager your baby. "He saw my lockscreen picture of you and me posing in front of it and he picked that. Look, I know I can win this race, so don't worry your pretty little head, Y/N. I got this." For once, you felt doubt in JungKook. With something as important to you as that project car was for you, you felt like you had to wish upon a star like a child to ensure that you got to keep it and it didn't get shipped off to France.

JungKook gently cupped your face, leaning forward to press his forehead against yours before he pressed a kiss to your nose, whispering "I got this, baby. I know how important that car is to us, but especially you. Don't worry." You nodded, stepping back from his car as he moved to the starting line, revving his car as he looked over at his opponent. When he raced, JungKook usually never felt nervous. But, with something as important as that car on the line, and with how much it meant to you, he felt a bit of nervousness tingling at the back of his head. He took a deep breath before he turned up his music, facing forward as one of the French guy's friends dropped a green flag.

GO.

JungKook pressed his foot down on the gas, speeding down the racetrack, his music blaring loudly as he drove, drowning out his nervousness. He felt free, almost like a high.

He continued to speed around the track, skillfully moving around the track like it was the back of his hand. He didn't even try to look over at his opponent, wildly drifting when needed until he passed the starting line once more. He then pressed his foot down on the break, his whole body moving forward before he fell back against the seat, closing his eyes as he tried to calm down. He then opened his eyes after a few moments to meet your eyes as you stood outside his window, a proud smile on his face. He then got out of his car, hugging you tightly as the others cursed and complained about having to get another hotel room. That didn't matter to JungKook, nor you.

"Yo, hurry up and get the room key from me before I throw up" JungKook smiled, removing himself from your embrace before he accepted the room key from the annoyed man. He then turned to you with a wide grin, walking up to you before he approached you. "So, Y/N baby, ready to have a night out with me?"

He knew you wouldn't say no to him, but he wanted to see you nod. So when you did, he instantly, held your hand before he leaned in to whisper in your ear "I'm going to rush back to my house to pack some stuff, you do the same. See you in an hour" You smiled at his words, his grip on your wrist tightening before he pulled you back into his embrace, his lips now pressing against the shell of your ear as he says "Oh and pack something pretty for me"

You knew what he meant by the tone of his voice, biting your lip before nodding. JungKook smiled, moving his hand from your wrist, slowly up your arm to cup your jaw, making you look at him before he kissed you, just giving you a taste of what the night had in store.

~.~

What kind of French man did JungKook race and how did he even find him?

Your thoughts continued to spiral with more questions as you looked up at the luxurious hotel that you stood in front of. It was so fancy that they had a valet, a beautiful lobby, and even an infinity pool. It made you a bit worried to know that JungKook had challenged a probably very wealthy man to a race, thinking he was just an average joe. But, a part of you was very proud of him and excited for where this night would go.

You gripped your suitcase as you made your way through the lobby up to the elevator, pressing the floor number that JungKook had told you to before you leaned back against the cold elevator wall and waited. When you finally reached the floor, you walked straight ahead, noticing the beautiful double doors that had the room number JungKook had texted you. You glanced over at the plaque by the door, making sure it was the right room.

Presidential Suite 5A

You then knocked on the door, biting your lip as the doors opened to show your boyfriend wearing only a simple white hotel robe, his hair wet from the shower he had just taken. When you met his eyes, a smile crossed his face before he reached out to hold your hand, pulling you into the room. JungKook could tell you were shocked, but his thoughts were everywhere else besides letting you look around the luxurious suite.

No, he would let you do that after you two did some celebrating.

"Jung-" Your words were cut off by your boyfriend's lips pressing into yours, pressing you against the wall as he kicked the door closed before moving to press you against the door. The kiss started off slow before picking up in pace, his tongue moving against your bottom lip as a warning before moving into your mouth to meet yours. Your brain became fuzzy as his tongue moved with yours, his hands moving around your body to grip various parts of you before he became frustrated with the clothes that kept you from him. He kissed down your face, moving from your lips to your chin, then along your jaw before he stuffed his face into your neck, licking the area before he began to bite. Your various moans made his own brain fuzzy, his hands moving to grip your thighs before carrying you the bed, laying you against the silk sheets before he pulled back.

"Off." Your eyes slightly widened at his gruff sounding voice, sitting up to remove your clothes slowly, teasing him. You watched him as you removed the clothing slowly; how his eyes move over every section of newly exposed skin, his eyes darkening every second. When you sat back down on the bed, now fully naked, JungKook waisted no time in trying to reach your body again, only to be stopped when your hand moved to press against his chest, stopping him.

"I can't be the only one naked, can't I?" Your playful voice made JungKook feel even more dizzy, biting his bottom lip before he nodded, standing back up to slowly untie his robe. "I was taking a shower before you got here, Y/N. It's pretty nice, too." You hummed in response to his words as he let the robe fall from his shoulders, pooling at his feet as he stood in front of you bare. You let your eyes roam over his large pecks, his abs, his muscular thighs, and his long cock that stood pressed against his stomach. It all made your mouth water and made you even more dizzy.

JungKook always loved your reaction to seeing him naked, it always motivated him when he didn't want to go to the gym; to see you stare at his body like it was the first time every time always gave him that extra confidence boost. It also turned him on more.

"You know, Y/N, you would love the shower" He smiled, leaning down to cup your jaw, moving your head to look up at him as he climbed on the bed, pressing one of his legs in between yours as he slowly ushered you onto your back, keeping your jaw in his hand. "Maybe when I'm done fucking you all around this bedroom, I'll go fuck you in there"

You moaned at his words, making his grin become wider before he kissed down your body slowly, taking his time to get to where he knew you wanted him most. He let his tongue drag along your stomach as he looked up at you before he placed your legs on his shoulders. He would never pass up an opportunity to make you fall apart on his tongue.

"Oh and if you're worried about being too loud, don't be, baby" he smirked, kissing the inside of your thighs before biting them gently, his hands moving to grip the flesh before he blew gently on your clit, making you whimper a bit. "These walls are pretty thick. I should know, I asked the hotel staff"

You weren't able to say anything after that, his tongue immediately moving to taste you. He slowly lick up your wet pussy before diving back in to move his tongue around you, humming and moaning at how good you tasted and sounded for him. His eyes never left yours, staring up at yours as he messily ate you out without a care in the world; speeding up, slowing down, teasing you, outright fucking you with his tongue- he did it all.

As your back arched, he gripped your thighs tighter before moving to sit up, wrapping one of his arms around your waist as he ate you up higher, that way you would have no choice but to look up at him. You moaned at the new position, gripping the sheets as you looked up at him. You felt your orgsam approach quickly, one of your hands moving to grip his thighs and dig your nails into them as an anchor as your felt your body begin to heat up.

JungKook could tell you were close, moving faster before sucking and kissing your pussy, a smile coming onto his lips when you came. He made sure to clean you up, moaning loudly at your taste before he slowly placed you back down on the bed. You closed your eyes as you tried to calm down from the orgsam, not even noticing him kissing up your body to your lips before he kissed you roughly, shoving his tongue into your mouth so you could taste your own cum on his tongue before he pulled back. When you opened your eyes, you were met with his boyish smile and a wink, making you gently smack his thigh.

"Do you like that new position baby? I thought about it just for you. Is your neck ok?" He asked, gently massaging your neck as you nodded. You always loved how caring he was in situations where both tried something new.

He nodded before his hand moved to the back of your neck, pressing his fingers gently into the side before he began to move your head towards his lap where his cock was now leaking. "Look at the mess you caused, Y/N. All that moaning and shit made me like this, so you should come clean it up, no?" You knew it wasn't a question due to his voice, his hand directing your head more towards his cock. You accepted it, licking along the underside of his cock before moving opening your mouth, allowing him to enter your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks. JungKook gave your neck an appreciative squeeze before moving down your back to cup your ass, giving it a squeeze as well, making you moan around him.

You began to bob your head as JungKook moaned, continuing to squeeze your ass but giving it a smack whenever you did something he really liked, like deepthroating him and holding it for a bit, or circling your tongue around the tip of his cock. He tossed his head back before moving his hand in between your legs, pushing a finger into you before adding another, curling it.

You let out a shocked, yet happy moan, JungKook's hand moving into your hair to encourage you to deep throat him again as he began to finger you faster. You closed your eyes as you let JungKook have his way with you before he pulled you off his cock, pushing you onto the bed before he stands up, placing his fingers into his mouth as he does so, humming at your taste.

"I don't want to cum in your mouth tonight, baby. Not when I could cum into that tasty fucking pussy" he said, gripping your thighs to pull you to the end of the bed before pushing into you without a warning. You moaned as you arched your back, his hand coming down to press you back down against the bed as he moaned loudly as well. He gave you a few moments to adjust before he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist before he walked over to the nightstand, grabbing a remote.

Why would he fuck you on the bed like usual when you both had a whole suite to yourselves? There we're so many options for tonight.

You raised an eyebrow as he pressed a button one the remote, watching as the curtains slowly opened, showing you a beautiful view of the city and the floor to ceiling windows. It only took you a moment to realize what was going on, hissing a bit as your back became pressed against the cold window. "Oh, and don't worry about people seeing you too. I asked the staff too about this and it's tinted" JungKook smiled before spreading your legs out onto his forearms, pulling back out before slamming back into your, crashing his lips into yours to suck up all of your moans as he moves.

You moaned loudly into the kiss, digging your nails into his shoulders before digging them across, making him moan loudly before biting into your bottom lip. "Fuck, keep doing that Y/N, baby, mark me up. I want scars to remember this night, baby. I want to remember having you pressed up against these windows, fucking you just like this"

You did as he requested, digging your nails into him more, sure that you had broken some skin before tossing your head back as he moved to bite and kiss along your collarbone. His hips never let up, which was something else you loved about him.

He could multitask.

"Oh, fuck, Jungkook" You gasped, feeling one of his hands move to play with your clit, moving it in various shapes as he moved faster as his face moved into your neck, leaving hickies in his wake. He wanted you to cum all over him before he came.

No, he needed it.

"Come on, Y/N. Fucking cum for me, babygirl" His voice came out gruff and a bit whiney, his hips now moving frantically into you as you came all over him, the cum ring around the bottom of his cock moving down his balls, making him moan louder into your neck before he pressed his hips against yours, filling you up with his cum. You gripped his shoulders as you both held each other, feeling his cum leak out of you, moving down his cock. JungKook breathed heavily before pressing a kiss to your neck, pulling back to see your face as he panted before placing you back on the bed, slowly pulling out of you. He hovered over you, his arms on either side of your head as he tried to gather his thoughts from the orgsam. You gently cupped his face, pulling him in for a kiss before sighing as your body relaxed against the sheets.

"Don't get to comfortable, Y/N" you opened your eyes, giving JungKook a confused look as he stood back up straight, wiping the sweat from his brow before he met your eyes again, a small smile on his lips. "This room booked until checkout time, which is tomorrow afternoon. Don't think that I we're done." His eyes mirrored ones of a predator, crawling onto the bed to hover over you as he continued to speak slowly. "I am going to fuck you all around this suite: every surface, against the floor, in the shower, in that tub, even in that infinity pool. I mean it, everywhere."

You smiled as he placed a kiss to your cheek, feeling excited for the hours to come as you whispered into his ear "well, you did win this, so this is your celebration"

"Damn right this is." He smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips before he whispered against them "and who better to celebrate it with than with you, my love?''

You smiled again at his words, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he picked you up, his cock pressing against your ass, letting you know that the break was over.

"So, where next?" You asked, tilting your head as he smirked. "Well, I wanna show you the shower, still. It's so spacious and has many different water settings. And, the shower head even comes off"

"Well, why don't you show me?" You whispered against his lips, watching as his eyes darkened once more, tightening his grip around you before carrying you to the bathroom.

It would be a very long night of celebration, but it would be worth it, even if you both wouldn't make it out by check out time.

THE STREETS SERIES : 2/4

#bts #jeon jungguk #jeon jungkook #jungkook #bts junkook #bts jungguk #jungkook smut #jeon jungkook smut #bts smut #bts x reader #jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #~bambi #bambikisss

[kpop---scenarios]

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Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Y/N

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Eventual Smut, Mean people, Language.

A/N: I'm back baby! I hope you all enjoy the first chapter!!

"Miss Y/N?" A woman says, breaking you out of your concentration of looking at tikok’s. 

Startled, you look up and standing before you is a very pretty, well dressed woman holding files between her petite fingers. "Are you ready for your interview?" She asks. 

Taking a small breath, as you nod your head and smile at the woman. "I'm Ava, and I'll be conducting your interview on Mr. Byun's behalf." She says, walking through the office hallways. It's so plain, the white walls just dying for at least a pop of color, or even a picture of some sort. Ava leads you into a plain white room, nothing in it but the necessary items. Did you really want to work somewhere so boring? You were lost in your thoughts again after answering only a few routine questions. 

"I think you'd be a perfect fit for this job." Ava smiles. You'd only been talking for 15 minutes before she decided. 

"Thank you." You smile. 

"I'd like to offer you the position as the Senior Data Analyst. You'd be working directly under Mr. Byun." She tells you. 

"Sure. Yes, thank you so much." You say. One thing checked off your list. Find a job, find an apartment, and get settled in this new town. Luckily you had an apartment view right after this interview, and considering you were hired on the spot you had an extremely good feeling. 

The apartment sucked, but you took it anyway. You would try your best to make the small studio apartment feel like home, but you weren't quite sure how. You weren't the most stylish, if you really had to describe yourself, you were quite bland. You knew the clothes you wore were a size or two too big, but you had no urge to change yourself. For what, or for who? You had no one in your life to care about, you didn't even care about yourself.

You laid in your bed that night, staring at the popcorn ceiling, as you remembered why you moved here in the first place, and your heart broke all over again. 

**

Slowly and quietly you pressed your ear to the bedroom door at this party. 

"Stop telling Y/N she has a chance with me. Please, it makes me sick to even think about it." You hear Hongjoong laugh loudly. "I can't even listen to her talk for more than 30 seconds at a time. I don't know how you do it. Her voice is so fucking annoying." 

"Right? I swear to go sometimes I feel like my ears are bleeding. And you should see her when she cries. So fucking ugly." You hear Maya giggle. 

"And is it just me or is she fucking dumb? How could she love me for all these years and not realize how repulsed I am by her?" He asks. 

Ouch. 

“I know math isn’t her best subject but Christ, can't she add up all the things you don’t do around her and see you’re not into her, and never will be? I mean, you try to leave the room whenever she enters." Maya laughs. "So there's no chance of you leaving me for her?" 

"You think I'm gonna leave a goddess like you, for that thing? Come on, baby, you should know me better than that. Plus, she doesn't have a set of tits like these." He laughs. 

As quickly as the hurtful words began, they stopped. You weighed your options of what to do but your body still felt too numb to move. 

You stood there, your ear pressed against the door feeling your stomach sink. You wanted to run away but it was like your feet were glued to the floor. 

The floor that made your knees feel weak as you turned the door knob and pushed the door open to see Maya, on top of Hongjoong. 

The music that was once pounding in your ears was now quiet. It was so muffled as you began to only hear your own shallow and fast breaths. You could hear and feel your heart pumping at a pace you were sure was off the charts, while also slowly ripping into tiny pieces. 

You felt like you couldn't breathe as his hands gripped her body. They hadn't heard the door opening. 

The walls were suddenly caving in as he slowly slid his fingers up and down her curves moving over her ass to squeeze it. 

Tears fell from your eyes as you watched him touching her in ways that you had once dreamt about. 

Your face begins to burn in complete embarrassment. The fucking betrayal you felt from someone who said they loved you. Maya was supposed to be your best friend. She was the one who was by your side when you cried, wondering why he didn't love you back. She held you as you sobbed into her lap, she wiped your tears away and always had comforting words for you. She would laugh at his Instagram page with you and acted as if she didn't even like him.

But here she was ripping you apart with him for their own enjoyment.  

**

Tears streamed from your face as you rolled over in your bed. You hated remembering that day. The day you lost your best friend. It hurt so bad and you know you needed to move on but that's always easier said than done.

The next morning you woke up, exhausted and not ready for the day but you had your first day of work. You'd tried to look up Mr. Byun last night, but there were no pictures of him anywhere. You thought that was a little odd, but didn't chalk it up too much. You got ready for the day in record time, putting on your too big skirt, with your too big shirt and oversized blazer. You put your hair up the best you could and avoided all makeup. 

Slowly, you walk into the building, making your way to the 35th floor, where your office was supposed to be. The entire floor was empty when you arrived. Just the way you liked it. You popped in your airpods, started your music and got to work organizing the 5 items on your desk. It took you roughly 3 minutes. You glanced at the clock, 6:55am. You still had 35 minutes until you were technically supposed to start, but it never hurt to get a head start. You worked for a little bit, listening to your favorite songs before you barely noticed a few people entering their cubicles. You mostly ignored them, offering a small nod of acknowledgement before getting back to work. You hadn't noticed anyone walking into the all glass office in front of you, until you felt your heart tug. A feeling you had never once felt before. You looked up and saw the most handsome, stone-cold looking man you'd ever seen. You couldn't take your eyes off of him, it was like you were drawn to him. 

"Handsome, huh?" You hear, breaking you out of your trance. 

"Who? What?" You say, looking up. Standing in front of you is a thin, blonde bombshell with a smile that could make you forget any worry in your life. “Hi. I’m Y/N.” You cough. She was so beautiful, it made you extremely nervous. 

"Hi, I'm Lisa, I work in that cubicle to your left." She says with a smile. “I just wanted to bring these over for approval from you, and introduce myself.” She explains, showing a small pile of papers in her hand. You were listening to her, but you had a hard time keeping yourself engaged in the conversation. Your eyes continued to dart towards the man who took your breath away and Lisa definitely noticed. She let out a small giggle to regain your attention. You swiftly looked back at her, giving her an apologetic smile. 

 "That's Mr. Byun.” She tells you. “Do your work, don’t get in his way and don’t question him and you’ll be just fine.” she tells you. 

“He looks mad.” You say, taking a quick glance at him before looking back to Lisa. 

“That’s just his face I think. He always looks like he’s got a painful stick up his ass." She whispers. 

"Why did you start whispering?" You asked. 

She sets the pile of papers on your desk, looking back towards Mr. Byun's office and looking back at you. "He hears everything." She whispers again, walking out of your office with a smile.  

Your eyes turned over to Mr. Byun, you were having a hard time turning your gaze somewhere else. There was just something about him that was driving you crazy. You watched as he shouted at someone on the phone, the veins in his neck and hands popping out intensely. His dark brown hair flowed perfectly on his head. His suit fit him perfectly, you could see the muscles all over his body. 

Suddenly he slammed the phone down onto the receiver, you were surprised it didn’t break with the amount of force he used. He rubs his eyes before running his fingers through his hair. He looks up, his eyes meeting yours without hesitation. Your heart pulls toward him. You wanted to get out of your seat and slip your tongue into his mouth. You wanted to be near him, holding him and you didn't know why. His eyes are still on yours as he walks out of his office, heading straight for you. Your heart begins to pound as he gets closer to you. 

"Who are you?" He asks, abruptly. You're looking directly in his eyes, you can’t help but almost get lost in them. They’re so dark, like they're filled with pure hatred. 

"Uh, I'm L/N Y/N. I'm your new Senior Data Analyst. " You respond. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Byun." 

"We’ll see about that. Get to work Miss. L/N." He says, walking out of your office and back to his. Your eyes meet again as he brings down his shade, his eyes still glued to yours. 

The rest of the day, you couldn't get him off your mind. You had a hell of a time trying to focus on any of your work. You just wanted to see him again. Anytime you let your mind wonder, it went to him immediately. You felt like you loved him but you didn't even know him.

After you had finally finished all your work, it was dark outside. You let out a big, loud yawn as you stretched your body from your desk. You gathered all your belongings and turned the lights out to your office. As you walked by Mr. Byun’s office, you noticed the lights were still on. You peaked in through a small patch of glass that was uncovered from the shade and saw him sitting at his desk with another extremely handsome man, sitting across from him. You knew you shouldn’t have been peaking in, but your curiosity got the better of you. Within seconds, Mr. Byun’s head whipped around, his eye’s shooting daggers towards you. 

You let out a small screech before you quickly take off to the elevator, hoping that either it comes fast or he doesn't come out of his office after you. You get onto the elevator and press the close door button as quickly as you can.

You made it home that night without incident and without Mr. Byun yelling at you for being nosey. You just needed to mind your business and not do that again. 

You dreamt of him that night. His hands gliding over your body, his tongue licking you everywhere, how he tasted, how it felt to have him on top of you. You woke up in a puddle of sweat the next morning. You had so wished it was real. 

The rest of the week went by, and he paid you no attention at all. He didn't even bring up your little snooping issue. Whenever he had a request from you, he sent Ava to ask you. Obviously he couldn’t be bothered to do it himself. You hated that. You wanted to see him again. 

He kept the shades of his glass office down, further avoiding any contact with you. It wasn’t until the next week that you’d finally be able to see him again. Lisa had ever-so apologetically placed a stack of papers on your desk, minutes before 5pm. You weren't one to just leave the papers for the morning, and honestly, you had no one waiting for you at home so why wouldn't you stay late and do them. Around 8pm, you’d finally finished and you were carefully planning Lisa’s murder for the next day. You were exhausted. You grabbed your coat off the back of your chair and rubbed your eyes while you walked towards the elevator. You were so tired you didn’t even look in Mr. Byun’s office as you passed it. You had expected him to have left hours ago anyways. You pressed the down button on the wall and waited silently. It wasn't until a few seconds later you felt someone standing behind you. The doors to the elevator ding, sliding open. You turn around and see him standing there, an unimpressed expression plastered on his face. 

He looks at you and at the open elevator doors, motioning for you to get in. your brain finally clicks and you get on as he follows behind you. You press the button for the first floor and prepare for an uncomfortable and silent ride down 34 floors. Mr.Byun takes a deep breath as he stands next to you, your arms just almost touching. “Why are you here?” he murmurs under his breath. You barely didn’t quite catch what he had said. 

“What was that?” You ask, turning your head to look at him. 

He sighs. Turning towards you, taking a few steps until you're backed into the wall. He places his hand next to your head, leaning himself in closer to you. 

“I said.. Why are you here?” he whispers, his lips so close to yours. “Do you have any fucking idea what youre doing to me?” he asks, breathing heavily. His head moves closer to you, his lips narrowly escaping yours as he places his head onto your neck, inhaling deeply. It was like he couldn't get enough of your smell. Before you could say anything the elevator dings, and he moves away from you as fast as he can, walking out into the lobby, leaving you there wondering what the fuck just happened.

**

Over the next several weeks after that incident, he kept trying his best to ignore you. Everyday. Occasionally you’d catch a glance of him, and the eye contact was so intense you could feel heat running through your entire body. Everyday that you didn’t see him, your heart hurt more and more. You couldn’t explain why but it felt like it was breaking you. You knew it was ridiculous, he was your boss, how could you love him? 

You didn't have an answer to why you did, but you did and you really didn't want to.

After working at your office for a few months, you decided you needed a change. You were tired of looking frumpy and exhausted while everyone around you looked bright and amazing. You needed to reinvent yourself, and spice up your life and you needed to do it now or you wouldn’t do it at all. That weekend you took the plunge. 

You went to the salon first. you got your hair done something that was better suited for you, a new style and new color. You went to the mall, and completely changed your wardrobe from the baggy clothes you were wearing to things you normally would never wear. You bought outfits that actually fit you, and showed off your body instead of hiding it. You bought proper bras and sexy panties. You felt good and different, but a good different. You couldn't wait to showcase the new you. You had never felt so confident in yourself before, and you loved it. 

Monday morning, you strutted into the office, your dress hugging your curves, your hair bouncing as you walked. You could feel all eyes on you as you walked to your office. You had never felt everyone watching you in a good way before and it felt amazing. You placed your jacket on the hook and sat in your chair to get to work. Lisa walked into your office with her mouth hanging wide open. 

“Girl.” She squeals. “You look phenomenal!” She eye’d you up and down, admiring your outfit.

You could feel your cheeks get hot from the compliment. “Thank you.” you laughed. “It feels weird, but good.” you tell her. 

“It should feel all good, girl. You look great.” she smiles. “Also Ava is out today, so i've been instructed to tell you that Mr. Byun needs to see you in his office.” She says, side eyeing his office.  

You try your best to swallow the lump in your throat as you nod your head. You hadn't seen him when you walked in, and you anxiously wondered what he would possibly think of your new look. You stood up, smoothed out your dress before heading towards his office. You stood in front of the door, breathing heavily as you knocked lightly on his door. 

“Come in.” you hear from a gruff voice. 

You turn the handle to his door and walk in and it’s like you can’t breathe. He sits there, his hands in his lap, leaning back in his chair. Fuck he looks so good. 

“You wanted to see me?” you ask. 

“You changed yourself.” he points out. His eyes trail your body up and down as he admires you. 

“Just a few things. What did you need to see me for, Mr. Byun?” you ask. You wanted to get out of there as fast as you could. Your heart was racing, you could feel the sweat covering the palms of your hands. 

“Call me Baekhyun.” he says, getting out of his chair. He walks towards you, almost in slow-motion, like he was gliding towards you. You step back as he gets closer to you. His head reaches out, caressing your face. 

“It’s getting too hard to fight, Y/N.” he whispers, looking deep into your eyes. “I don’t want to want you.” 

“I don’t want to want you either.” You admit. 

“You feel it too? The pull, the urge, the desperation?” he asks. You can’t speak, you can only nod your head. “Then it’s true.. You are my mate.”  

“I'm your what..” you ask. Before he can answer, his door swings open. Baekhyun backs away from you and in walks a brunette bombshell. She was absolutely stunning and you’d never seen her before. 

“Jennie.” Baekhyun says, clearing his throat. “What are you doing here?” he asks. 

“Poor girl looks frightened, Baeky.” she smiles. “I hope you're not scaring your staff too much.” she giggles. 

“Who are y..” you begin before she cuts you off. 

“Oh!” she laughs. “I’m Jennie Kim.” she announces, moving closer to Baekhyun,  wrapping her arm around him. 

“I’m his fiancee.” 

#baekyhun #exo smut #exowritersnet #baekhyun smut #byun baekhyun #exo #exo writing #baekhyun writing #kpopscenarios #kpopscape #noonasinnetwork

[peppertaemint]

I was wondering your thoughts about this still to this day, hate on SuperM from fans of the groups (mostly EXO-Ls), that were in SuperM. A reaction channel recently featured a few SuperM videos and the comment section was a g.d. hot mess. I cannot believe almost 5 years later and people (again mostly annoying ass EXO-Ls) are still being petty and childish asf about them. Anything from: they were created for evil (yes evil lmao) purposes by LSM to it was a horrible time for Kai and Baekhyun because they were so overworked and LSM scolded Baekhyun for his opinins so it's odd that some EXO-Ls would like that group to they were created to "take down" BTS because LSM was jealous etc etc and all that bullshit. Sometimes I can't believe I'm part of the idiot species who think like that lmao None of those excuses for hating a group with seven talented and attractive as hell adult men, make any sense. The overworked shit drives me nuts the most because it's once again babying these grown ups who are old enough to make their own decisions and knew juggling multiple groups was going to be tricky but wanted to be part of it. I am so sick of "fans" being angry, upset, defensive or hurt on behalf of these adults. LSM scolded Baekhyun. Okay??? Lmao Like that's between those two and nobody knows the level of the scolding anyway. Baek didn't say "LSM cursed me the fuck out and told me he's gonna kick my dog next time he sees him" scolding can even be done playfully. I just can't wrap my mind around all the stupid excuses to hate on this group. EXO-CBX are having a comeback this year and Baekhyun is having an Asian tour and a solo album (I forget if that's been confirmed though lol) on top of an EXO mini album. No fucking cries of being overworked there. What do you think is behind this SuperM hate because I saw six (sorry Lucas lol) ridiculously talented people who enjoyed being around each other while singing fun (arguably) catchy songs. People saying that group is over and Baek and Kai will never be part of that group again, meanwhile Taemin in November called Baekhyun SuperM's leader. Idk if that group is done for good but to still be bitter and bitchy about them is mindblowing to me.

Oh, Anon. It's a sport to hate SuperM. A passionate hobby for many. Before I had listened to the group, I was told by quite several people what a "fail" they were, how terrible they were, etc. When I encountered them, I was expecting the worst.

Now, there are legitimate reasons to criticize. A lot of the music is ridiculous, the concepts ridiculous, etc. Like, the entire "Avengers" concept was flawed from the get-go. Peak cringe. But, at the end of the day, it's still a group with 6 of the most talented people in the entire genre. That can't be denied. And for that reason, I do have reason to believe it will return at some point. When you have a diamond, you wear it.

If you're expecting EXO fans to stop making hatred a sport, it will never happen. They are the original army; they're the blueprint for BTS's fans. EXO paved the way for BTS, and so did their fans (ppl are so dumb if they can't see that, but I digress...). They love to be butt hurt and make it everyone else's problem. I'm always grateful that the problem with shawols is that their standards are sky-high, lol. And they rarely waste time on such nonsense.

And I'm with you. I give zero shits if Baekhyun gets scolded at work. Who hasn't been scolded at work? I scold and get scolded, lol. That's work. Unfortunately, a lot of the people drawn to the kpop "stan" thing are people who aren't familiar with having an ambitious and demanding career. For us that are chasing something, you do work hard and overstretch yourself and get scolded and fail and try again. Lots of things happen if you're chasing a dream. What I hate is the "overwork" thing you bring up because it's just very clear these people don't know what it's like to go after your dreams and start succeeding. And they don't understand what a lot of people's lives are like. Only slept a few hours and went to work? Yep, that happens. Working all day and hustling a side business at night or studying or something else? Yep, that happens. Traveling for work so much you forget where you are or what your hotel room number is? Yes.. LOL. I have to keep the little thing they write it on or I'll be in big trouble.

#like I do assume some are kids or college age and don't understand having a career #but some people just can't grasp what it takes to go after something #and get it #idk

[aeraerii]

Paint The Town - 3

Pairing: Baekhyun x oc (Kim Aeun)

Genre: Romance, wolfau, vampireau, soulmateau

Description: Soulmates… Aeun had not previously thought that soulmates were very important. But as she got older, her interest increased and she eagerly awaited her soulmate. She thought that soulmates were indeed a good thing, especially when she saw that his older brother was so happy. She hoped that her soulmate would be a vampire like her brother's soulmate. Or a human… But she would never have guessed that he would become a werewolf.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Chapter 3

I still think about him. I was the only person in my family who experienced this. This was so weird. How does this happen? Unfortunately, this was real. Kim Aeun's soulmate, who doesn't like wolves, was a wolf. I'm sure he'll be shocked too when he realizes his soulmate is a vampire. Maybe he wouldn't want me? What would I do then? I don't want to die early. I didn't want him to be a wolf, yes, but he is my soulmate. I have to love him, and I believe I can. I hope he likes me too.

While I was thinking, I started getting ready to go to the forest. Today I was going to try to find him by his smell, as my mother said. I didn't know what to do if I found him. What will I say? What should I do? I couldn't tell him all of a sudden. Should I try to be friends first? I laughed at this thought. A wolf will never befriend a vampire. Maybe for now I should just find out where he lives? I don't know when werewolves feel their soulmate. I hope he understands too, because if so, it would be easier for me to talk to him. After I put on my clothes, I took a few knives with me to protect myself from possible dangers. As I was putting on my shoes, I turned around at my mother's voice.

"Are you going?"

"Yes, mom. I'll try to find him."

"Just go into the forest and follow your feelings. You'll find him." My mom said with a smile.

I smiled at her and left the house. My steps were slow. I was afraid. I've never been this worried in my entire life. The things I felt were very strange. I wanted to go slowly into the forest. I don't know what to do when I see him. 

I kept walking and after a while I arrived in the forest. I took a deep breath and tried to feel him. I couldn't believe it. I really got his smell. It was soft and peaceful. This thought made me smile. I focused on him and kept walking. After an hour of walking, I suddenly stopped.

I saw a man painting with his graceful hands in the garden of a small house. His back was towards me, but I could feel it. My heart started beating fast. I was excited. I didn't know what to do, so I continued to watch him for a while.

Suddenly he put down his paintbrushes and turned. After looking at each other for a while, he stood up and began to speak. He looked annoyed.

"What's a vampire doing in my place?" He asked in a cold voice.

You were never normally a quiet person, but right now you couldn't speak.

He repeated.

"I'm telling you, vampire. What are you doing here? Are you looking for someone? Or are you here to kill someone?" He said looking at the knives on my waist.

I tried to talk.

"I-I... No. I'm not here to kill anyone." I cursed my voice.

"You?"

"I've lost my way." I cursed again myself for this stupid answer. Who would believe that?

He laughed sarcastically.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? How can a Kim clan's daughter lose her way?"

He knew me. This thought made my heart beat faster. Most people knew me, yes. But he was different.

"Do you know me?"

"Sure. The precious daughter of the Kim family." He said it sarcastically again.

"I don't know why you're here, but go now. I don't want to see your face anymore."

That arrogant voice made me angry. 

"You can't talk to me like that. Don't push your luck. Now get out of my way."

I started walking to go home.

"Don't you dare come here again. I may not be polite again." He said in a cold voice.

I laughed sarcastically and continued on my way.

I was about to cry.

This is not how I imagined my first meeting with my soulmate. My heart was broken. The moment I've been dreaming about for years was like shit. At first, I thought it would be really nice. Now I just felt sad. He didn't recognize me. Stupid wolf. How does he not feel about his mate? Even if he did, he certainly wouldn't want me, and I can't force him to. I couldn't stand it and started crying. Instead of walking, I ran quickly to get home early. I came home a few minutes later. I waited for them to open the door. Seeing that I was crying, Kyungsoo asked worriedly.

"What is the problem? What happened?"

I didn't answer, went inside and started to cry louder. I was both sad and angry.

My mom and Sehun, who heard my voice, came running to the room.

"What's going on?" Sehun said.

"I found him."

"So why are you crying? Did he hurt you?" My mother asked worriedly.

"No."

My mother hugged me and kissed my forehead.

"Calm down, baby."

"I found him, mom, and he will never want me."

"Why are you saying that? It's the first time you've seen him and you don't even know him."

"He is cold and rude. A goddamn wolf."

"You will be fine. He may seem so, but maybe he is a very nice person? You don't know this. You need to know him."

"I don't want to see him again. He didn't even speak to me properly. He said he didn't want to see me again.  How can I know him? He hates me."

"We don't get along well and he doesn't know you. That's why he was rude. Please don't be sad anymore. I'm sure he'll love you when he gets to know you." Kyungsoo said as if to comfort me.

Those words I heard made me feel a little better.

"How will I contact him?"

My mom thought for a while and began to speak.

"I'll make sure you work at the same place as him."

We all looked at my mother in surprise.

"How?" I asked.

My mother smiled and said.

"You'll see." 

A/N Note: Hello! Baekhyun is here. What do you think? Thanks for reading. ❤

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[what-if-nct]

Tagged by @jonghyuns-husband, thank you for tagging me!!!

•what was your ultimate bias doing at the exact moment they became your ult?

Yixing was crying right after EXO won their first win. That made my heart melt into a puddle.

•if you were stranded on an island, which idol would you want to be stranded with, and which one would you wanna toss back into the ocean?

I want to be stranded with Kyungsoo I feel like he'd know what to do and have everything under control I just know he has survival skills. Baekhyun's getting tossed into the ocean, he'll be as useless as me but more annoying.

•name the kpop song you go to when a non-kpop friend hands you the aux.

Double Knot, you can never go wrong with Double Knot.

•alternatively, if you’ve had aux privileges revoked due to kpop, name the song that took away your right to have the aux.

Cat & Dog - TXT, I'm already on thin ice for playing 21st Century Vampire by huddy. If I play Cat & Dog I'm getting kicked out of the car. As much as I love Cat & Dog, I just know. I just know. I'd play Sticker before i play Cat & Dog in the presence of a non kpop fan.

•if your bias hadn’t debuted in their group, what other group could you see them being in (and why)?

Exo cause Johnny was almost in exo, it's the only choice.

•what’s the funniest thing your ult has ever done?

When Yixing completely lost his mind when all of those birds were tormenting that poor man. He just gave his sanity up. When Johnny drove off without Mark and Doyoung. And When Bangchan lost his sanity over spicy ramen, he was just fighting for his life.

•have you ever been biaswrecked into having more than one bias? if so, who was it, and who are your current biases in that group?

Hell yeah, I have like 30 biases. Half of that is my nct biases alone.

Exo: Yixing, Chanyeol, Kyungsoo and (reluctantly) Baekhyun,

NCT: Johnny, Yuta, Jungwoo, Hendery, Xiaojun, Jaemin and Shotaro.

Stray Kids: Bangchan, Hyunjin, & Felix,

TXT: Yeonjun, Huenging Kai, & Beomgyu.

•name an idol collaboration you would love to see that hasn’t happened yet.

NCT x Doja Cat, I don't know if this what it meant. But I would pay to see NCT x Doja because their music sounds so good together and I need it, gimme.

•what’s one trait in particular that you share with a bias? i.e same laugh, same starbucks order, etc.

Yixing: Spaciness, Yixing can be really spacey and need to be snapped back or he's just not really paying attention. And I don't know what's going on 80% of the time.

•describe your worst date ever but replace the name of your date with your biaswrecker.

Oh god okay. So Jeno picked me and the first thing he said was I was bigger then he thought I would be then continued to apologize the entire drive when he saw it made me sad. Then Jeno was telling me how he actually had a girlfriend and he was cheating on her because she was cheating on him. And also about how he did a lot of different drugs so his mind was a little messed up. After we got dinner and we were just hanging out Jeno started to cry while I went down on him so I told him we didn't have to do anything and Jeno spent the rest of the time talking about his girlfriend till he took me home.

•if your favorite kpop song was a flavor, what would it taste like?

My all time favorite kpop song? I have to say it's Heart Attack and Lotto - Exo Heart Attack's flavor is lemon-lime. I can't explain it's just lemon-lime. like a bottle of sprite. Lotto, is Pink Lemonade with batteries in it, no i will not elaborate.

•what group would you most want to play cards against humanity with?

Stray kids, Chan Struggling, Seungmin being completely out of pocket, all of the screaming and laughing perfect.

•name a random animal off the top of your head. what idol do you associate with this animal?

Hamster, and yes Jisung but also Shotaro, he also looks like a cute little hamster with those cheeks.

•what’s the last comeback you stayed up all night for?

Dude, Boy In Luv - BTS and that was a long time ago, it was the last time i was able to do that I was like 20 , being an actual adult made me slow down as a kpop fan. I didn't get fully back into kpop till the end of 2018.

•and finally, what’s one song in your kpop playlist that you would totally lose your mind over if it came on in a grocery store?

Wolf - EXO, Love Talk - Wayv, Wolf Gang - Stray Kids, like absolutely feral. especially if Wolfgang comes after wolf

I tag: @karetahana @hopeticket @farraige25 @melingie @theficblog

@hyuckieslove @violetwinters @morningsunandnightsky and anyone who wants to do it.

Also sorry if i tagged you twice already.

[aemoonie]

random question but who are your favorite kpop vocalists? ミ★

anon that is an excellent question thank u for sending that in 😌 i will absolutely be super annoying about this, but it's just my opinion after all and i'm not an expert so take this as you will! i also tried to keep it short (and these are mostly only idols i follow/know) that's why maybe some are missing or whatever <3 this also has no specific order

yeonjun

yes he can be a bit nasal, especially in the upper ranges and but he has great agility and always brings his own flavour to txt's songs. like you'd always know it's him when you hear him sing and that is just something you can't buy yk. also he is one of the members with the best range in txt imo (along with terry)

yunjin

she has a beautiful tone, and her technique is so so nice. she has amazing range as well, she can go super low comfortable and very high also still pretty comfortably! she's def up for best 4th gen vocalists for me personally

doyoung

i feel like it goes without saying that taeil is an outstanding vocalist so i wanted to mention him at least, but for me doyoung's vocal tone just scratches my brain in the best ways. he is pretty breathy and yet he can belt out really nice high-notes and i'm just addicted to hearing him sing. i wish we'd get some more covers again like the times he used to cover ariana grande and billie eilish songs :(

hyuck

LISTEN i know i'm biased but his technique is so good what can i do?? i also feel like he gets criminally overlooked as a vocalist and not an entertainer or whatever but there's a reason sm let's him do so many high notes and that's because he can hit those alright. he doesn't strain like ever and i just love his tone overall i think it's nice

ningning

again i might come off as biased but she has amazing technique and just slays. what more can i say. just listen to any aespa song and you'll know. she pops off every time.

dokyeom, seungkwan, woozi

i'm giving them a paragraph together so save space and time okay, bc they're all really great and woozi is such an underrated vocalist in seventeen. he has super nice technique and a very distinctive tone, and yet he is able to be so versatile with his voice. dokyeom and seungkwan are kind of a given if we're real, but even though i do feel like they both have a tendency to strain/be kinda "shouty" in the highs, they still are so so good and deserve all the praise they get

idols that should be mentioned: taeyeon, key, xiaojun, winter (yes she strains her highnotes but anything else is really nice usually, and she's insanely stable), swan, keeho & theo, baekhyun, and ten! (he needs to be studied bc how did he improve so much omg) + more probably

#okay i'm ending it here bc i could go on forever #if you wanna fight me pls refrain from doing so #i'm sure that if you're fave(s) is missing there is a reason for it #this is my PERSONAL opinionated list on the vocalist I (mee!!!) like best so that's it #i'll take suggestions tho if anyone wants to recommend me a group with nice vocalists #( ✉️ ) ! #💬 sent by anon !

[hyunjinspark]

Hi Jade!! I'm finally here to read and give my thoughts on chapters 8 through 12 of star lost!! I know I'm late, I know and I'm sorry, I just had to take some time off social media but I'm so glad to be back to finally catch up with my favorite

This would be way too long if I were to say everything about these 5 chapters all in one ask so I'll split it up so you won't get tired of me lol (you still will get tired of me, I talk too much)

STARTING CHAPTER 8 AAAAAAA

I actually had read a little bit of chapter 8 when it came out but wasn't able to make it to the end due to busy life 😬 so I decided to read it from the beginning because I have a shitty memory and didn't remember enough to know exactly where I left

First of all, the beginning was already so beautiful and poetic, I can't get enough of saying how good of an writer you are, seriously. Just y/n describing the landscape and daydreaming is so relatable, I can't concentrate on anything else other than the landscaping when I'm traveling, and her saying it looked like something out of a Studio Ghibli film 🥺 my ghibli enthusiastic heart was pleased ❤️

Also how can Y/N not realize how in love she is with Hyun yet? I'd be panicking about it already, guess I'm too self-conscious haha

My man is here talking about Baekhyun and being excited and she's freaking out internally thinking about how bad she wants to hold hands with him. So cute.

I can imagine it perfectly.

This whole scene of them talking in the train was cute, I love it!

Hana asking what y/n talked about in the train and asking "what did he say about me?", I'm sorry I'm trying so hard to like her but things like that make it difficult, she's so self-centered omg and her stepping up to fix Hyun's hair when y/n was about to just do that aaaaa annoying

And Hyunjin being jealous of Felix?? Yes. I asked for it and I'm loving it.

Y/N CALLING HIM HYUN YES LOVE TO SEE IT.

I'm taking notes as I go through the chapter so I won't forget to mention anything and I feel like I'm talking alone lol

DID HANA JUST SAY Y/N HATED HYUNJIN TO THE WHOLE FUCKING ROOM? WHAT KIND OF FRIEND- and it's not even true... wow... I'm speechless, I thought things couldn't get worse

"Being my wingwoman certainly came in handy" how the fuck does she make everything about her? and why?

I guess the reason I dislike Hana so much is because she sounds like an old friend of mine but idk how everyone else feels about her so I'm feeling a bit bad so I hope I start to like her soon? Idk?

But anyways

I smell a truth or dare game coming, I can almost feel it, I know it'll happen sooner or later, it wouldn't be a party without it, right?

Hyunjin checking y/n out got me flustered and giggling like a 15 year old 🤡

Why is their dynamic reminding me of something I had with somebody I'd rather forget omg I'm gonna cry

Them holding hands 🥺 I love them

Felix seemed disappointed Hyunjin checked if y/n was hurt? What is going on? What is this tension? Oh I don't like this

Spin the bottle... of course... I'm not READY

Ok 5 minutes later... I'm ready (I think)

So Felix likes y/n? Is that it?

Hyunjin chose to drink that thing instead of kissing y/n.. ouch that hurt

Felix and y/n just kissed and weirdly I'm not mad at that at all, Felix is such a great friend and it doesn't matter if he did it because he has feelings for her or to get her out of an awkward situation (or both) he still obviously did the right thing

Hyunjin baby what were you thinking? I'm really glad there's more chapters to read, I have so many questions!! Thank you Jade for being amazing and writing so much for us ❤️ I'm so so impressed with this story, you're doing a fantastic job with this

And i'm so sorry this is too long, this was literally my thoughts between literally jumping from my bed and walking around my room trying not to scream and dancing bc I was excited. Yes this happened a lot.

Hope you have fun reading this mess though! (English is not my first language just ignore my mistakes pls kajskja)

Thank you!!

hi love !! thank you for sending in a detailed review. i love these so much because they inspire me a lot 🥺 ofc i wont get tired dont worry!

you’re so right, yn definitely is slow to realising when she was falling in love with him in part 8, it can be obvious based on her thoughts and feelings but she’s oblivious 😇 im so glad you liked the train scene, i love her monologue because its so simple (?) but so focused just wanting to hold his hand ☹️

your thoughts on hana were very interesting to read 😭 and ofc there’s a spin the bottle game… it wouldn’t be a party without one. :D

felix probably did have multiple reasons for why he did that, but in the moment, it definitely was the right thing to do!

i enjoyed reading your thoughts. thank you so much 🥺🫶🏻

#star lost with you

[baekhvuns]

Man City who??? Idk them 🙈🙉🙊 ugh the "next X" is so annoying, reminds me of "the next BTS" stfu already and let them be themselves! Barca girls? Them I can support!

Baek we're all Chelsea players at this point I'm afraid... can't even blame it on Abeamovich anymore 🔫

Lowkey thought Villa retired, I was so shocked to find him in India.

I've been to Plant Cafe before and it's good! I'm not sure if I'm going to Jeju this time round, I'm planning on coming back in the summer. I'll be quite busy with work so it'll keep me distracted or kill me. I like to be updated tho, so can't totally stay away from Twitter, also literally so many of my friends are seeing Ateez I WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE IT 😭😭😭😭

I see you're determined to post the Yunho fic, I hope it happens soon for the sake of your mental health! And so you can focus on you know who perhaps 😉

Hannah no legs???? What happened!? Yes, I still have some of my Bratz dolls, but never had Shortcakes they weren't popular over here. Also Bratz games, I ate that shit up.

Bestie you haven't seen SKINS?! Maybe you're too young, but this show shaped me (not sure if it's a good thing lmao). It was one of the first "real" teen shows, not everything aged well, but it was a cultural reset. Huh omg I love Freaky Friday, so I might tune in for this, unless it's cringy af

Tasir whomst?! (I'm joking ily Tasir!) I'll give that Toothless ring to Hwa, just watch me!

Tbh I'd expect that reaction from Ronaldo and same, I used to do this shit in FIFA when my teams lost 😭

I know like four(?) Imagine Dragons songs, so I'm not sure 😅 Edgy Aussie band aksjajshahjaha TXT in their 70s era. Right, Tinnitus?! I love the Blue Hour's Korean title You and I found in the sky at 5:35 but Crown and One day a horn grew out of my head???

My first Ateez meeting was a blur I barely remember anything, but the hwands were smooth indeed... I thought Hwa looked like CEO doing aegyo, but junior tutor?! Why would you bring him up I'M PUNCHING MYSELF NOW. DILF Mingi made a comeback too

So true...Baby girl...

I can't move on from this I'M REACHING THE MAXIMUM LEVEL OF INSANITY 😱

This is so fucking funny ajshhahsusuahwhshw

What a throwback lol

This fucking company?!??! I thought no one was as bad or worse as the Omega X agency. Poor girls, seriously, they're all suffering so much, I read their private messages and they were so sad. Also the GWSN's company? They were detained from their dorm?! Wtf. Honestly as bad as some big companies are, at least they have enough money and don't pull THIS shit

Uhm and Lucas.....? That's insane. SM is so fucking weird. Literally whay the fuuuuck, Chris Lee you stupid mf... Some people say Lookass might go solo?! Mate has very little talent compared to people like Ten, Taeyong, Mark, let's be serious 😭😭😭😭 WayV, NCT and SuperM gonna catch strays because of him 🔫 poor Baekhyun too - DV 💖

hello!!

Man City who??? Idk them 🙈🙉🙊 ugh the "next X" is so annoying, reminds me of "the next BTS" stfu already and let them be themselves! Barca girls? Them I can support! //// Baek we're all Chelsea players at this point I'm afraid... can't even blame it on Abeamovich anymore 🔫 //// Lowkey thought Villa retired, I was so shocked to find him in India.

it really is bc those “next x” where are they??? they fall under the pressure and never end up making it,,, i think u know about how at one time rm got every big player as their mid fielders and they never gave them time to play which made their playing career 📉📉 ancelottt’s doing it again 😭😭 YEAH BARCA GIRLIES they’re actually kind of insane,,, NO SERIOUSLY WHAT POSITION DO U PLAY IN THE CHELSEA FC??? 🤨 yeah it’s so surprising but i guess good for him id be passing out tbh if i saw him irl <3

AND AND?? VARANE RETIREMENT??? AYO?

since we were talking about d*ni a*v*s that m*son gr**nw**d is back 🔫 major loss for prison fc

I've been to Plant Cafe before and it's good! I'm not sure if I'm going to Jeju this time round, I'm planning on coming back in the summer. I'll be quite busy with work so it'll keep me distracted or kill me. I like to be updated tho, so can't totally stay away from Twitter, also literally so many of my friends are seeing Ateez I WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE IT 😭😭😭😭

pls do send a few restaurants u go to! AHHH if u go back in the summer you’ll be able to see those waterbomb festivals! hopefully ateez summer cb 🤲🏻😭😭 SEE I WILL KEEP U SELECTIVELY UPDATED, BLOCK UR FRIENDS THEYRE having a london fansign 😭😭

I see you're determined to post the Yunho fic, I hope it happens soon for the sake of your mental health! And so you can focus on you know who perhaps 😉 /// Hannah no legs???? What happened!? Yes, I still have some of my Bratz dolls, but never had Shortcakes they weren't popular over here. Also Bratz games, I ate that shit up.

giving myself this one last time if i can’t write it i will not anymore my fingers just won’t write for him fhwjdh 😭😭😭 U ALREADY KNOWWWWW U ALREADY KNOW ☺️☺️ hannah no legs! took it to aussie as a kid to visit family, went to my cousins place and (left the doll at another’s) came home to her foot being cut off by a 3 1/2 kid <333 i was fed excuses and i beloved them 🫡🫡 one thing about bratz doll’s is that their hair’s are so long,,, i used to shampoo them all the time fbwkfbdk strawberry shortcake dolls are creepy actually good thing u don’t have any 😭😭 STOP IT DO U RMR BRATZ GAME ON GAMEBOY

Bestie you haven't seen SKINS?! Maybe you're too young, but this show shaped me (not sure if it's a good thing lmao). It was one of the first "real" teen shows, not everything aged well, but it was a cultural reset. Huh omg I love Freaky Friday, so I might tune in for this, unless it's cringy af

IM YOUNG JCHCKCKS not “everything aged well” LIKE EVERY SHOW FROM THE EARLY 2000’s 😭😭😭 freaky friday is so good,, apparently ryan reynolds has a body swap movie too?? the change up?? gonna watch it but do u rmr that one movie where the nerd or the popular girl and the ‘footballer’ quarter back swapped bodies the “it’s a boy girl thing”💀💀 it was cute at times but not many ppl liked it,, hoping it’s not cringey bc we’ve HAD ENOUGH

Tasir whomst?! (I'm joking ily Tasir!) I'll give that Toothless ring to Hwa, just watch me! //// Tbh I'd expect that reaction from Ronaldo and same, I used to do this shit in FIFA when my teams lost 😭

LMFAOOO TASIR WHOMST??? OH IM SORRY HE DOES NOT EXIST I THINK?? PLS DO TAKE IT TO A FANSIGN 😭😭 JCBANCHCKC DID U DO IT WHEN RM LOST TO BARCA 😭😭😭 will be me when psg v bayern and if they lose

I know like four(?) Imagine Dragons songs, so I'm not sure 😅 Edgy Aussie band aksjajshahjaha TXT in their 70s era. Right, Tinnitus?! I love the Blue Hour's Korean title You and I found in the sky at 5:35 but Crown and One day a horn grew out of my head???

omg pls listen to bad liar by them, it started the villain yn and king hwa au for me <3 my religious anthem actually,,, TINNITUS HAD ME WEAK 😭😭😭 like the ringing in ears pls hybe 😭😭 ONE DAY A HORN GREW OUT OF MY HEAD GET THE FUCK OUT TBWMFBKWD THIS DEVIL IMAGERY HAS ME CRYING WHO’S WRITING THESE THINGS 😭😭😭😭

My first Ateez meeting was a blur I barely remember anything, but the hwands were smooth indeed... I thought Hwa looked like CEO doing aegyo, but junior tutor?! Why would you bring him up I'M PUNCHING MYSELF NOW. DILF Mingi made a comeback too

do u think he has hand creams for this hand, flavoured ones too,,, JUNIOR TUTOR TELL ME IT DOESNT LOOK LIKE IT GBWMFNWMJC the teasing mc and the poor junior that has to help mc <333 nuna romance <3 DILF MINGI. HAHA. and he?

ur right this tweet, he’s coming for messi’s ballon d’or actually

So true...Baby girl... //// I can't move on from this I'M REACHING THE MAXIMUM LEVEL OF INSANITY 😱 /// This is so fucking funny ajshhahsusuahwhshw /// What a throwback lol

he’s in his baby girl era omg,,, if he doesn’t put pretty sparkly clips in his hair,, HEY HEY HEY I AM BLIND DONT DO THIS 😩😩 LMFAOOO STOP BRO IS TIRED HIS FACE FBWJDHKWJCJC

baek taemin and kai in one group is a blessing,, their friendship >>> do u rmr this 😭😭

WAR IS OVER

This fucking company?!??! I thought no one was as bad or worse as the Omega X agency. Poor girls, seriously, they're all suffering so much, I read their private messages and they were so sad. Also the GWSN's company? They were detained from their dorm?! Wtf. Honestly as bad as some big companies are, at least they have enough money and don't pull THIS shit

this is like jessica’s case w sm??? and the company of theirs is trying to get them to promo as 12 members in japan??? wHAAT ARE THEY ON??? chu is so exhausted the media is just going haywire on her,, im glad ppl are supporting her bc that company is run by petty fucks,,, NOOO THAT GWSN THING WQS SO INSANE??? HOW ARE THE COMPANIES NOT ARRESTED ATP?? how hard it is to treat ur group CORRECTLY

Uhm and Lucas.....? That's insane. SM is so fucking weird. Literally whay the fuuuuck, Chris Lee you stupid mf... Some people say Lookass might go solo?! Mate has very little talent compared to people like Ten, Taeyong, Mark, let's be serious 😭😭😭😭 WayV, NCT and SuperM gonna catch strays because of him 🔫 poor Baekhyun too - DV 💖

i tbh didn’t even know what to say,,, wayv was so excited for their fanmeet, baek was coming back and now chris lee just decided to bring him back, just when u thought everything was good 😭😭😭 as in what did he bring to the group,,,, poor baekhyun bc lookas would start with calling baek pig and fat and hitting his injured leg again 😭😭😭 i will THROW HANDS AT HIM ON GOD FBWMDJWK baek back in one day! like bro’s out here dancing like rent due and getting hurt and lookas?

😭😭

and uh?

ARE WE HEARING PROMOTIONS???? FOR EVERYONE???? 41 albums,,,, oh we’re gonna be FED

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[ncteaxhoe]

my favourite things in kpop i'll never shut up about

baekhyun (self explanatory)

what a life - exo sc, this whole album is a masterpiece do not talk to me if you don’t think so

jaehyun's dilf energy

whatever superm does

got7

baekhyun? duh???

kim doyoung being my death

johnjae

nomin

all four albums of baekhyun (and whatever he releases in the future)

SHINEE VIEW

lee taeyong being absolutely adorable, especially his vlives

you got me feeling like a psycho

BYUN BAEKHYUN OKAY

i guess we have established by now that i'm mostly an sm stan 🤡

touch me tease me feel me up

JAEHYUN I LIKE ME BETTER

taeyeon's visuals

the god that is kai

LEE TAEMIN

highway to heaven - nct 127

HELLO EXCUSE ME MONSTER SEULRENE?????

hyoyeon has amazing discography

dive into you - nct dream

and lastly baekhyun

#yes i'm annoying about baekhyun and what about it? #I LOVE THAT MAN OKAY #what tag does this go under? #i have like only two tags #ncteaxhoe's stuff????? #idk man

[baekluvie]

Someone Like You

one shot

pairing: reader x baekhyun

words: 23k (yea i know it's long, but that makes it better.)

genre: fluff, slice of life, eventual smut, high school AU!

description: you were a hardworking student that only focused on being the best. your best friend jongin being there for you every step of the way helps too, but something starts to change when you meet the new student that comes to your high school. what will happen as you decide to get closer to him? read more to find out about you and baekhyun as seniors in high school and what happens next in your adult life!

(a/n): GUYS. i am so excited to share this you! i worked and slaved over this piece for the longest time and i'm so happy to finally be done with it. probably the most angsty shit i've ever written? it would mean a lot if you reblogged and liked. remember!! requests are always welcome and i love it when you guys leave your critiques and feelings about the story. anyways you're in for a ride with this one shot.

You hurried down your school hallway as fast as you could, attempting to smooth out some wrinkles and kinks in your skirt while doing so. You knew you shouldn’t have stayed up that long studying last night, but you couldn’t help it. You’re the top student in your grade, you had to make sure that everything you did in school was up to the best of standards. As you finally reach your classroom, you accidentally swing open the door, creating a loud thud noise.

You wince to yourself as you stand awkwardly in front of your highschool classmates, who are all looking at you with wide eyes. You shyly shut the door behind you and walk to your seat at a quick pace. You look up towards the front of the room, your teacher staring right back at you. A chill ran down your spine.

“Y/N, you’re late. This is new.” Your teacher says in a mono-tone voice, and you could feel your cheeks becoming warmer by the second.

You stand up abruptly, tilting your head down to bow. “I’m sorry, Ms.Lee. This will never happen again.”

You swore you could slice the tension in the room with a knife, and then your teacher continues to speak about your english homework that was assigned. You sighed as you rose back up to sit in your seat again. You slap your hands on your face lightly, attempting to get rid of your bright pink cheeks.

“Y/N.” You look to the person on the right of you, a wild grin on his face.

“What, Jongin?” You whisper back to him as you take your homework out of your blue school bag.

Jongin was your childhood friend. You two were inseparable since birth since both of your mothers were best friends. They would always joke around saying the two of you would get married one day, but you couldn’t imagine having to marry someone as annoying as him. Don’t get it wrong, Jongin was your closest friend, one of your only friends, but that was exactly it. He was your friend. Plus, he was annoying and constantly wanted attention.

He smirks at you and looks back to the chalkboard, making sure the teacher wouldn’t catch him speaking to you.

“There’s a new cafe that opened up down by the arcade. Wanna go after school?”

You sighed as you tucked your hair behind your ear and scribbled down some notes. You haven’t really gotten the chance to spend some time out because you have been studying so much. Your mother also had been pestering you about staying in everyday as well.

“You know you’re never going to find a boyfriend if you stay inside all the time.”

“Mom, how many times do I have to tell you? School is my ‘boyfriend’. I like to study.”

And you did. You loved learning and studying and seeing all your effort pay off when you saw your name on the board as the top student in your class. It was the best feeling ever, besides seeing your name with the top high score in Space Battle, the video game in the arcade you and Jongin used to frequent a lot. With that thought in mind, you suddenly felt the urge to go there and play it again.

“Will you stop talking to me if I say yes?” You mutter back to him while staring ahead.

“Yes!” Jongin smiled.

You put down your pencil and cover your mouth with your hand and look at him,

“But we have to go to the arcade too.”

His eyes sparkled, and he nodded furiously, and you had to keep in your laughter before the teacher scolded you some more.

-

“Y/N can I speak to you for a moment?”

You turn your head to your teacher, and you wave to Jongin telling him to go on without you. He picked up his bag and left, alongside all the other students. You gulped as you walked to her desk, her eyes glued to her laptop as she was typing.

She continued to type once you arrived, and didn’t make any eye contact when she spoke again.

“There’s a new student arriving tomorrow,” She lets her fingers rest and readjusts her glasses to look at you, “I expect our top student to show him around and let him get to know the class. I’ll let the principal know that you’ll be helping him, so you don’t have to worry about getting in trouble for attendance.”

You nod. “That’s not a problem. I’ll do my best.”

With a simple smile, she thanked you and you made your way out of the classroom. You turn the corner and see Jongin sitting on the ground, his back leaning on the wall next to the staircase. He had earbuds in and looked like he was asleep. You kick him gently with your foot, jolting him awake and cursing at you.

“Fuck, Y/N, you could have just tapped me or something. Guys won’t be interested in mean girls like you.” He dusted his pants off as he stood up and towered over you, flicking your forehead while you laughed.

“I don’t really care about what boys think about me.” You both walk down the stairs and Jongin sighs.

“You know, I haven’t seen you study this much ever. All we do is go to the library, it’s not even fun. My mom thinks we’re dating and she keeps getting mad at me when I tell her you’re my worst nightmare and that it’ll never happen.”

You skip lightly down the hallway, smiling. “Well, keep telling her that. Maybe if our mom’s hear how we’re repulsed by each other they’ll get the hint and leave us alone.”

He pouts as he stops in his tracks. “Y/N, can we please just hang out like we used to? I know that it’s our senior year and we have to try our best but we deserve a break. I think my eyes are going to explode if I have to study English again. I still don’t understand how to pronounce jenre or fohx.”

You burst into laughter, making Jongin frown at you. “It’s genre, and faux.”

He raises his hands like he’s accusing you, “Don’t rub it in that you’re smarter than me. It doesn’t make me look good.”

You stick your tongue out at him. “Maybe if you paid attention when we studied you’d know the difference, Nini.”

“Anyways, I have to introduce and show the school to a new student tomorrow. Maybe we could get to know them and invite him to study with us,” You put a finger to Jongin’s lips to stop him from interjecting, “and then you could have someone else to hang out with when I’m studying.”

He moves your fingers off his lips and ponders for a moment. “That could work.”

You puff your chest out proudly, “Of course it will. That’s why I’m the smart one out of the two of us.”

You walk ahead of him while he tries to catch up with you to your next class. This could be nice, you thought. Jongin doesn’t really have many other friends than you, but that was just because he was shy. He hit it off with the girls in your school but all of that made him disliked by his male classmates. This would be good.

-

You and Jongin got out of school and immediately headed down to the new cafe that he was speaking about. You ordered two iced americano’s for both of you, to which your friend thanked you. You sat down in the cute little cubby, the wooden frames were a light hazelnut color. The ceiling had plants hung in little rope woven baskets, with fairy lights that created a sensual and cool mood. You liked it, you could definitely study here if you wanted to.

“I bet you’re thinking this is a good study place, right?” Jongin remarked to you as he took a sip of his coffee, scrolling on his phone. You scoff and wave your hand at him, silently wishing he didn’t know you so well.

“Well it is nice and quiet here. I like how the lights are simple, whenever we study in the library my eyes start to hurt because it’s so bright in there.” You place your hand on your chin while you speak to him. He rolls his eyes at that and places his phone down.

“The reason your eyes hurt is because you’re staring at your laptop and books for 6 hours straight, Y/N. You need to learn how to take a break. Studying is going to be the death of you, you know? I heard that working too hard can cause death,” It’s your turn to roll your eyes, “you think I’m kidding? Look it up.”

He pushes his phone to you and you hold it up to your face grudgingly, deciding to search up the accusation.

Your eyes read over the first result.

“Karoshi, '' which literally means death by overwork. After the 1973 oil crisis triggered widespread workplace restructures, reports emerged of worker fatalities, most often from heart failure, stroke or suicide.”

A Japanese term, you noticed as you continued to read. You were taken by surprise, moreso that Jongin knew about this, which made you think that he’s been worrying about you. Your heart starts to pick up, and you unconsciously touch your best friend’s hand while you put the phone down. You felt guilty, just a little bit. You knew you studied too much, but you had led a hard life. Your father left your mother when you were young, leaving you guys with little to no money to take care of the both of you.

Your mother worked hard, she had three jobs just to keep the two of you off the streets. Your mother was caring throughout all of it, using spare money that should have been saved to treat you with sweets and small gifts. You felt like a burden a majority of the time, so that’s why you decided to work harder in your school studies. Since the age of 8, you would become a straight A student, and you would strive for better if you could.

Extra credit, volunteer work, even going to your local college to attend their conferences revolving around success. You knew you had to try your best in order to give your mom and yourself the life you both deserved. The best part about it was that you were doing it all yourself, with no help from anyone. At times you felt as though you appreciated your father leaving, and even though that was a terrible thought to have, you felt it made you more determined. You would never admit that to your mother, but the setback in your early life had set you up for success, you knew that it did. It had to.

You put a strong front up and smile at Jongin, who tightened his hand over yours.

“I’ll do better. I’ll be a better friend. But please understand where I’m coming from. You know I have to do my best in life or I’ll fail.” You whisper to him, your lips shaking, but you maintain your control on your emotions. You never want people to see this side of you, even him.

He sighs, “I know, Y/N. I just don’t want you to miss life, you know… you need to live a little more. Or else you’ll regret it when you’re older.”

He stands up from his seat, your eyes following him. He grasps the translucent coffee cup and downs it in one go, and lets out a small yell like he had just finished running a race. He looks down at you and smiles, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the cafe. You almost trip since he was tugging you so hard.

“Hey! I didn’t finish drinking my coffee, you punk!” You screech out.

“You said you wanted to go to the arcade, right?” You both come to a halt as you stand in front of the neon sign that displays, ‘Arcade’, in bright red. Your eyes glimmer, and you could feel your heart beating fast, just like when you’re waiting to see your test results. You hadn’t come here for a while now, telling Jongin that you didn’t have time to play games like a child anymore. You forgot how much you missed it, that nostalgic feeling you received just by standing in front of the shop.

He turns to you while opening the door, putting one hand out gesturing you inside.

“Are you ready to have some fun?” He grins.

You hesitantly step forward, your lips pulled into a tight line. You deserved this, you thought. You need to learn how to live, like Jongin said. You could afford to just hang out with your friend and have fun for one night. It wasn’t like doing this would set you back in your studies anyways.

You flash him a smirk, grabbing his free hand and dragging him inside with you. The first thing you took into account was the smell of coins. You remember loving that as a child when you and Jongin would come as children. There were dozens of vintage arcade games, the ones you would put coins in. There were some stray pinball machines and even karaoke rooms in the back of the building. The flooring was felt carpet, decorated with 80’s inspired squiggles in various colors. The overall vibe of the arcade was supposed to take you back in time, that sweet nostalgic feeling that you had missed from this place. You continue to lead Jongin through the isles you had memorized and stopped in front of the game that started it all for you.

Space Battle.

“Jesus, I’m surprised that they still have this in order. It’s so old. I’ll go buy us some coins.” Your friend walked off to the front, while you stood in front of the game watching the little slideshow of the spaceships shooting against each other. The screen fizzled out and then appeared the high score screen. You smile as you wait to see your username at the top, something you pride yourself in since it took you so long to beat. But then your heart drops.

kyoong04 - 1,927,086

You could feel yourself deflating when you saw that. But anger soon came over you, as soon as you saw your name underneath the enemy that stole your thunder. Who would try so hard to beat your high score? You had played the game for months just to secure your title, and within a couple of weeks it was beaten, just that easily?

You pound your fists against the gameboard, earning you some looks from the other people next to you playing games. You clench your teeth together and tilt your head, glaring at the username with hatred. You would beat this person’s high score, you were determined.

Jongin had come shortly after, talking about the girl who exchanged his money for the coins and how cute she was, but you didn’t have time for that. You greedily grab the coins from his hand and insert them into the machine, quickly pushing the buttons and aiming for precision and perfection. You probably spent two hours attempting to beat the score, but with a loud sigh and feet stomping, Jongin had convinced you that it was time to go home.

You pouted as you both walked in the cool warm air, every now and then he would tease you about how you looked while you were playing.

“I've never seen you so angry before. It was like a different person came out. You’re a monster when it comes to video games.” You feel yourself soften at that, his words raising your confidence a little bit.

You cross your arms together and attempt to smile, “You should know it all too well. I beat you every single time we play online together. You need to step up your game.”

He laughs at that and pushes you, causing you to almost trip.

“Ah… I don’t really care about that. As long as I can have fun with you, it doesn’t matter. I really liked seeing this side of you again, Y/N. I want to have more memories like that.”

You walk closer next to him and lay your head on his arm as you continue to walk. You did have a lot of fun, even though you were too focused on playing the game. Jongin cheered you on and tried to help you by pointing out which spaceships were close to hitting you. You didn’t notice it then, but he never left your side. He had just as much fun as you did, just by being with you. You didn’t want to miss out on these memories either, you knew you had to try and spend more time with him. You could surely balance your school and personal life if you really wanted to.

“How about tomorrow we go to the amusement park? I have some money saved up and it’s Friday anyway. I can always study on Sunday.” You smiled at him, and his eyes look like they’re going to pop out of his head.

“Holy shit. If I knew that all I had to do was sweeten you up with some coffee and video games, I would have done this so long ago. Let’s do it! Wait, didn’t you say that we would hang out with the new student tomorrow?” He looks at you questiongly.

Oh right, you forgot about the new student. You shrug and push your hair out of your face.

“We can just invite him. Like I said earlier, it would be nice for you to have someone else to hang out with besides me. Let’s just try and befriend him.” You turn to him and nod your head.

He walks you to your front door, and you give him a tight hug. You had missed him. Although you saw him everyday and practically dragged him with you to every studying session you had, you didn’t get to feel the true friendship you had with each other before tonight. It had been too long, and you didn’t want to take it for granted again.

You let go of him and open your door. You look back at him,

“Make sure you flick your light off and on so I know that you made it home.”

He chuckles at you, “Y/N, we’re neighbors. You know that I’ll make it home safely. Dork.”

He turns around and runs to the house, and you wait until you hear his door slam shut before you enter yours. You shrug off your school bag and stretch, eliciting a groan from out of your mouth. Before you make your way inside, you grab your phone out of your bag and hold it tightly. You drag your tired feet down the small hallway of your home, knocking on your mother’s door.

“Y/N?” You softly open the door and see your mother laying down, her feet propped up on a pillow while reading a book. Her long brown hair striped with gray tones falls effortlessly on her face, and her pale skin emits a rosy blush when she makes eye contact with you.

“I’m home.” You said in a sing-song voice as you sat down on her bed and kissed her cheek. She examines you and places her book down. She looks tired, you could see it in her eyes.

“Studying at the library again? You should be doing other things than that, you know.” She scolds you while turning you around and brushing her hand through your hair. She starts to braid it, and you can’t fight the somber smile from forming on your face. She never stops working, even when she gets home.

“No, I actually hung out with Nini today. We had coffee and went to the arcade you took us to when we were younger. It was nice.” You played with your phone while your mom tightened your braid.

“That’s good. I’m glad you’re taking some time for yourself, baby. You deserve to have fun, you’re so young and beautiful.” You turn around once she finishes and gave her a smile. You bring her body towards yours and hug her tightly.

You look down as you hold her head in your hand. “I told you to ask for fewer hours at the supermarket mom. The convenience store and bakery insisted on giving you less hours already. Your feet aren’t getting any better.”

She hums against you, and you already know what she’s going to say.

“I have to, Y/N. You know that. I’ll wear the acupressure slippers you got me around the house more. They really have helped me out so much, I just forget because I’m not here alot.”

She pulls back and kisses your nose, you scrunch it up and pat her hand before you rise up and head to your bedroom. You immediately collapse on your bed, but you quickly spring back up. You forgot that you didn’t look out your window just yet. You skip over and peer into the dark, and see that Jongin was already waiting there, sitting on the panel of his window, his left foot dangling outside the frame while he had his earbuds plugged into his ears. You always chastised him for doing that because you worried he’ll fall out. He would reply cheekily that he would only fall a couple feet, ‘Y/N we both live in one story houses’.

You open your window and wave around, trying to catch his attention. He looks from the corner of his eye and takes one earbud out, smiling at you.

“I made it home safely, Y/N.” He says in a teasing tone.

You giggle. “Goodnight Jongin. See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

You close your window slightly and head back to bed, feeling sentimental. For the first time in a while, you finally felt you could allow yourself to take a break. You were too tired to change out of your clothes, so you just wrapped your covers around you and turned off your lamp that was on your bed stand next to you. You get your phone out and set an alarm for 7:00, but before you put it down, the screen reminds you of the arcade game.

Although you didn’t want to think that you were so upset over someone beating your high-score, you couldn’t help but feel defeated and frustrated. Something so small, yet it created such an impact on you. Being number one was basically your entire basis of who you were.

You sigh and gently put your phone down on your nightstand and roll over, the night sky leaving a fluorescent glow entering through your window. You could hear the crickets chirping outside, and the slight breeze emitting from it made you sleepy. You only had one thought before you submitted to your exhausted body.

kyoong04.

-

You didn’t wake up to the sound of your alarm, no you wish that it did. Instead, you were woken up by your next door neighbor barging into your room yelling your name at the top of his lungs.

“Y/N! Y/N! Wake up!” Jongin shook you awake, which resulted in you moaning as you attempted to push him off of you, but it was useless against him. You could have been hitting him your hardest and he wouldn’t even move in an inch.

“Ah… why do you do this to me?” You pick up your phone with your left hand while your right arm covers your eyes. You move it slightly to tap on the screen, it was 6:30.

You send a death glare to Jongin, who is already dressed in his uniform, a blinding smile being sent in your direction. You wanted to punch it off of him and slap his face. You were so tired from hanging out so long yesterday, you were hoping to get a little more sleep in. You grunted as you sat up in your bed, dragging your face down with your hands.

He sat next to you and patted your head, occasionally letting out little coos and pet names to you.

“Aw… did you sleep well? Are you still tired?” He lets out a sharp inhale and smiles at you innocently, as if he didn’t create the monster in front of him.

You push his hands away in disgust and swing your legs off your bed. You pick out your uniform from your closet and set it on the bed before going into the hallway, the cold floor hitting your feet. You pick up your toothbrush and apply a small amount of toothpaste and wet it underneath the water spout. You lazily look at your appearance in the mirror, your long hair resembles a bird’s nest and your dark circles look more apparent.

Jongin pops into the mirror as he leans against the door, his arms crossed over one another and still continuing to smile at you. Although you were quite grumpy with him for waking you up early, you did suppose it gave you a little more time to get ready. Even though you didn’t know what the new student was like, you wanted to leave a lasting impression on him to guarantee his place as Jongin’s number 2.

“I’m so excited for today. I can’t wait to go to the amusement park. We haven’t done that since we were in middle school.” Your friend trailed behind you as he excitedly chirped.

You suppress a smile as you sit down on your vanity near your window, grabbing your makeup bag next to your jewelry box. You quickly put on some light foundation, blush, and curl your eyelashes. You hummed to yourself as you layered the mascara on your eyelashes, giving you a nice pop to your look. Jongin laid on your bed as he scrolled aimlessly on his phone, and quickly closed his eyes shut when you began to pick up your uniform.

You weren’t really shy around your best friend like that to make him leave the room or anything, I mean the both of you literally bathed together when you were infants. Still, you always gave a little remark to him to shut his eyes, ‘this isn’t a strip tease’. To reach he always replied, ‘gross’.

You straightened out your uniform with your hands making sure there were no creases or bumps, and you tapped the bottom of Jongin’s foot with your hand, motioning him to get up.

“You know, it’s a good thing you woke me up early. The new student probably has to be there before anything starts. He should be there before we arrive. Maybe we should get something at the bakery?” You asked your friend as you both made your way out of your room and down the hallway.

Your mother had already left to work like she always did, at 6 in the morning. Her opening shift was at the bakery, to which you and Jongin tried to get to before school everyday. But Jongin usually woke up pretty late which resulted in skipping breakfast and being scolded by you to run to school to get there in time.

He nodded to you as you slipped on your shoes and picked up your school bag you had left on the floor yesterday night. You leave the house and trail down the gravel path down your neighborhood and reach the town’s little shopping center. You were always grateful you lived in a smaller town since it was all so knitted together. The school was roughly a 10 minute walk while restaurants, bakeries, and cafes were only around 5.

As the two of you make your speedy journey to the bakery a thought enters your head.

You reach the little shop and open the door up as you speak, “Let’s get the new student something to eat too.”

Jongin let’s out a simple grunt in agreement as you approach the register, your mother smiling at the both of you.

“Jongin-ah, you look so handsome. When are you going to ask Y/N on a date?”

You both groan as she continues to compliment him while he tries to keep the conversation away from the weird request.

“You know you and my mom say that every, single, time.” He says through his teeth.

Your mom waves him off and laughs, and she begins to grab some bread for the both of you. She’s about to hand it over to you before you stop her. You pull out your wallet from your school bag and hand over a 5 dollar bill. Your mother looks at you quizzingly.

“You know you don’t have to pay.” She bluntly states, and she pushes the packaged bread into Jongin’s hands instead.

“Ah no, I wanted to pay for another sweet bread for a new student. I’m going to be showing him around today so I wanted to make him feel welcomed.” You leave the bill on the counter as you reach over and grab another loaf and dart out the store. Jongin starts to giggle as you hear your mother screaming at you to come back.

You both ate the warm bread as you walked to the school in a comfortable silence. Your mother was always so picky with the money that you spent, mostly because she felt happier when you had enough. She would get in trouble often at the bakery since she gave you guys free food, but you always sneakily went back when she got off her shift to pay your dues. She was stubborn, but that’s where you got it from. You were glad you received that trait from her, otherwise you didn’t think you’d be excelling at school all too well; the stubbornness of wanting to always study paid off, all the time.

You held the tasty gift in your hands as you finally got onto your campus, Jongin waving to you and wishing you luck with introducing the new student.

“Meet me by the soccer field at lunchtime with him. We can all talk then.” He winks at you before he sprints off towards the school building, leaving you to walk towards the information office alone.

You open the door and greet the receptionist, bowing your head. Your feet echoing in the empty room as you make your way closer to the desk.

“Ms.Lee told me I would be showing the new student around the school today. Is he here?”

She nods. “He’s just speaking to the principal. I’ll let him know that you arrived.”

You stand there awkwardly, cradling the baked good in your hand while she called for you. She hangs up the phone and ushers you to go down the hallway to the office, and so you went. You reach the door, looking at the plaque next to it on the wall labeled, ‘Mr.Nam’. You reach your hand out to turn the handle but suddenly the door opens way too fast for you to realize.

You stumble forward and almost eat total shit, but two arms wrap around your waist and you hear a worried, “Oh my god.”

Your body moves upward as the two arms that caught you placed you back on your two feet, and you could feel your face starting to burn up. That was so embarrassing, you thought. You regroup and look up, and you’re met with the kindest eyes you had ever seen.

He had black hair that covered his forehead, swooped and well maintained. His warm brown eyes stared deeply into yours, and his eyebags were protruding cutely. He had such distinct facial features, his jaw and cheekbones being very much a visual point. His lips… were puckered and pink, and they were moving. Oh shit, they were moving.

“...I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have opened it so quickly. Are you okay?”

His voice was light and almost melodic. You could feel your heart racing against your chest, and oh my god, why were you so nervous right now?

You let out a dry cough and direct your eyes to your principal behind him.

“I’m very sorry for the disturbance, Mr.Nam. I’ll be showing him around the school and making sure he is up to date with everything.” You bow to him and he lets out a chuckle.

“That’s alright. Good. Make sure you help him with finding his way around the school.” Mr.Nam rises from his seat and folds his hands together while he smiles at the both of you.

You and the new student smile as you bow again, and then you both make your way out the door and down the hallway. You kept notice of how he kept the same pace as you, the way his hands dangled by his sides and swung every now and then. You couldn’t look him in the eyes again, you didn’t know why he had such an effect on you.

He opens the door of the information building for you and you thank him, keeping your head down as you wait for him to join you. He stops and places a hand on your arm, and speaks.

“Again, I’m so sorry. I’m glad I was able to catch you before you got hurt.” You raise your eyes to meet him again, and he had an apologetic look on his face.

You shrug as you blush, diverting your eye contact again. “It’s not a problem.”

He stays silent for a moment. “What’s your name?”

You whisk your head and reply slowly, “Y/N. What’s yours?”

He reaches his hand out and flashes a grin. “Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun.”

You shake his hand and then you remember you were carrying the loaf still. You abruptly shove it into his hands, and he jumps back a little before he examines it and grips it softly in his palms.

“My mother… She works at a bakery. I thought you’d be hungry since you had to come in early.” You spill out.

He looks down at the bread, and then looks back at you. His eyes brighten as his pink lips come together to form a small smile.

“Thank you. That’s very thoughtful.”

After that, you both spoke to each other informally, since he insisted that it would make the conversation flow more easily. He liked to sing, and even showed off a little to you as you roamed the halls of the school together. He had a pretty voice, and he wasn’t afraid of showing it either. His voice echoed loudly in the deserted school building, and you were intrigued with his confidence. You would be too afraid to make any noise while students were in class, but he didn’t seem to care at all. You took him outside again, walking towards the soccer field.

“My mom moved here after my father passed away. It’s cheaper and she read online that this was a quiet town. She doesn’t really want to be around a lot of people since it happened. Neither do I.” Baekhyun let out a nervous chuckle.

You look at the ground as you walk. “Were you close with your father?”

He blinks numbly. “No. He had been hard on me since I was young. Always expected the best. So that’s what I gave him. There was never really a big connection with us other than him checking on my grades.”

You nodded. “Still, the pain of losing someone hurts.”

Baekhyun shrugged. You gesture to a bench that overlooked the bright green field, and he happily sat down. He finished eating the rest of his bread, popping his fingers in his mouth to remove any leftover crumbs. You snicker.

“That good, huh?” He smirks and nods.

“You’ll have to show me the bakery sometime.”

“Of course. They have the best baked goods here in town. My mother bakes those loafs fresh, so getting them in the morning is the best time. I can bring you some often if you’d like?” You ask him shyly.

Baekhyun nods his head furiously, “Yes! That would be nice. Is it just you and your mom living here?”

“Oh, yeah actually. My father left when I was young. I didn’t really know him.”

He looks at you, like he’s waiting for you to go on. So you did.

“Um well… My mother works three jobs. We don’t have a lot of money, but we make do with what we do have. I mostly focus on my studies,” You look off to the sky, “if I can succeed in school then I can make sure my mother lives comfortably.”

“I aim to be the perfect student. I only want the best grades, to get accepted to the best university. Land a well paying job. That’s my dream.” You turn back to him, you couldn’t really read his face. He wasn’t smiling, but you could feel the warmth and understanding radiating off of him.

“That sounds nice and all, but, do you have any time to just… live your life?”

You don’t say anything for a moment once he speaks. You look at him but nothing comes out.

He intertwined his hands together and continues to look at you.

“I also wanted to make my father proud of me. I lived by his standards, his rules. For the most part, it was nice being the top student in my class. I kind of thrived off of it. But when I went to sleep at night… All I could think about were the classmates that played soccer with each other. The way they laughed and joked with one another. It made me realize that I wasn’t living for myself anymore, I was unintentionally living through my father. Once he passed away, I began to look at life differently. I still did well in school but I started to do things for myself. I hung out with my mom more, even started talking to my friend again after my father told me to shun him.”

You look at him with amazement. You weren’t expecting him to be so open with you, but in some ways you were glad that he did. You weren’t used to talking about your emotions or the troubles you had faced in your life… mostly because Jongin knew all about it. And it wasn’t like you wanted to burden your mother with how you felt, you didn’t want to give her that pressure. Baekhyun was just so easy to be around… you felt comfortable around him.

“So, I guess what I’m saying is that you shouldn’t try to live for others, but I’m not trying to dismiss your goals, because they make sense. But you can’t forget about your life either.”

The wind blew your hair from out of your face as you sat there, stunned. Baekhyun maintained his eye contact with you, a stern expression plastered on his face. You don’t know why you did it but you just had the strong urge to, and without thinking you moved closer to him.

You hugged him.

He didn’t hold you back at first, but you soon felt his arms wrap around you, bringing you closer to his chest. The tears started to pool from your eyes, and you could feel yourself start to hiccup as you attempted to keep in the sobs from escaping your mouth. You just met him but you felt like he understood you more than anyone else at that moment.

“Thank you.” You whisper out.

“You don’t have to thank me. Just give me more of your mom’s bread and I won’t tell anyone that you cried.” You pull back as you laugh, wiping the tears from your cheeks.

You get a better look at him as he smiles at you and nods his head.

“I have something better than bread if you’re interested.” You state.

His eyebrows sprung up and his mouth rose in interest.

“What could be better than that amazing bread?”

“My friend, Jongin. We were planning on going to the amusement park after school today. Would you like to join us?”

“I didn’t know there was an amusement park near here. It’s kind of an isolated area.” He replied.

“We’d have to take the train to get to the main city. It wouldn’t take us too long. Are you up for it?” You secretly were wishing he’d say yes.

He hesitated for a moment… but then that charming smile showed up again.

“Sure.”

-

You didn’t know what to expect when Baekhyun and Jongin would meet, but it certainly wasn’t this. The two of them hit it off straight away, with Jongin saying that Baekhyun was really handsome, leading to Baekhyun getting a big head and pretending to model.

You never saw your best friend laugh so hard before, and before you knew it, they were talking about what different artists they liked, video games, and other things that didn’t pique your interest whenever Jongin would talk to you about it. It wasn’t until Jongin asked him that stupid question that made your heart almost fall out of your body.

“So what’s your type? There’s actually a lot of pretty girls that go here.” The three of you had sat under a tree on the field, the shade protecting you from the sun rays.

You bit your lip as you found the bag of chips you were eating from really interesting. You just met Baekhyun but it wasn’t hard to deny that you thought he was cute. He had a way with words, and the conversation that you had earlier really touched you. You weren’t sure if he was always that open with people but regardless, you could tell that he genuinely meant what said.

Baekhyun plucked the grass absentmindedly while smirking.

“I don’t really have a type.” He looked back at Jongin who narrowed his eyes at him, plucking some grass and throwing it in his face.

“Oh come on! You have to have a type. What, are you embarrassed because Y/N is here? She’s hardly even a girl.” It was your turn to throw something, and you made sure the bag of chips in your hand hit him with enough impact. Instead, it sadly hit his arm and fluttered down, the wind picking it up and causing it to fly away.

“I’m very much a girl. Don’t act so cocky, it’s not like you tried to make a move on anyone here for the past four years.” You stick your tongue out at him, and he makes a face back at you.

“I prefer older women. Younger girls aren’t mature enough to handle me yet.” You laugh at that, and so does Baekhyun. Your mood instantly brightens.

Baekhyun turns to you, and raises a finger. “What about you? Do you have a type?”

You weren’t expecting him to ask you that, and Jongin could tell that you weren’t either. You see him in the corner of your eye, the sudden realization dawning on him. You silently hoped that he wouldn’t say anything, especially after seeing his lips form into a mischievous smile.

“I haven’t really thought about it. I mostly spend most of my time thinking about studying. And how Nini doesn’t get any girls because he’s too shy to talk to them.” You jab at your friend who’s ego is slowly deflating before your very eyes.

Baekhyun continues to stare at you for a moment longer before he speaks again.

“Well, think about it now.”

You feel your body tense up with the sudden request. Did you ever have a type? There wasn’t really anyone that caught your attention at the school, and it wasn’t like any of the boys were confessing to you or anything. You supposed someone who was kind, someone who’s stable.

“I like someone who knows what they want. They have to be kind, and patient. I don’t think I’ll date for a while, mostly because no one wants a girl who focuses so much on her studies. I wouldn’t have time to be with them.” You ponder on what you said, pouting your lips. That seemed about right. It made total sense to you too, you wouldn’t want to put someone through pain just because you wanted to spend your time reading books and studying all the time.

Baekhyun seems to have switched to a sour mood then, Jongin also noticing it too. He looks at you and tilts his head towards the sad little puppy, like he’s telling you to comfort him. You weren’t sure why he was telling you to do that. Why should you be comforting him?

“...Hey, did I say something wrong?” You questioned him.

He shakes his head, “No. It’s just interesting. It just seems strange to me that you haven’t thought about it before, especially since we’re seniors. Aren’t you worried you won’t have any experience when you date as an adult?”

You blink. “Not really. I’m sure there’s a lot of adults who haven't dated in their high school years.”

“Huh.”

The conversation ended shortly after that, and the three of you walked back to class. Baekhyun didn’t say a word to you the entire way there, just speaking to Jongin about what video games he liked to play. You silently think about everything that had happened, wondering if you said something wrong. Even though he confirmed with you that everything was fine before you found your seats, your stomach started to twist and turn.

He accompanied you guys on your walk home, leaving a message to his mom that he was going out with some friends. Jongin pulled him aside and let you know that he was going to show Baekhyun his room while you changed out of your school uniform. You nimbly walk to your room and throw your school bag on the ground. You slip out of your clothes and sigh, flopping on your bed.

“What is with him?” You say out loud. You start to count the cracks on your ceiling before sighing and getting back up, your bra and underwear the only thing covering your body. You move to your closet to try and figure out what you’re going to wear.

“You said you wanted some water, right? I’ll be right back.” You hear Jongin’s voice from your window, and you brush your fingers along some dresses that are hung. You then pause, because, wait. Your window was open.

And you were only wearing your bra and your underwear. And if you heard correctly, Jongin was grabbing a cup of water for Baekhyun. You freeze where you’re standing, not daring to look behind you. How were you so dumb to just strip, practically naked, without closing your window?

You spin around, and you’re met with those piercing eyes staring right back at you. He’s just staring, not a hint of emotion on his face. You stop walking towards the window, because you’re still in shock that this is the first time any boy has truly seen you like this. Besides Jongin, but he didn’t count. Instead of moving, you stay in place, but you soon see that you don't have to close your window, because Baekhyun starts to close the curtains from his view, and just like that, he vanishes from your sight.

Your breath starts to rapidly increase, and you could feel your stupid heart beating fast again. You shake your head and run back to your closet, picking out a simple yellow dress. You look down and choose a pair of white trainers.

You met them both outside your house, waiting for you at the door. You shyly walk out, your purse hanging from your shoulder while you shut your door close and lock it. You turn to face the both of them, and give them a big smile.

“Alright, let’s get to the train station!”

Jongin chatters excitedly about what rides are the best, but even with his constant recommendations and outbursts, you couldn’t help but let your mind drift to the window situation that had happened only moments before. Baekhyun just looking at you, staring at your body while you stood there awkwardly. You mentally slapped yourself in the face, wondering if you should have been more expressive. But then he closed the blinds, making sure he wouldn’t be able to see anymore of it. Did he think you were ugly? You twist a strand of hair in your fingers before Jongin snaps you out of your train of thought.

“We’re here, come on.” You didn’t even realize that you had arrived at the station because you were so absorbed in your own head. You board and sit down next to Baekhyun who’s scrolling on his phone. You peek, not trying to be nosy, but he was literally right next to you. You couldn’t help it. Your eyes burn into the screen as you see him typing something in the notes app.

don’t worry, i won’t say anything about it.

You look up at him and he’s already giving you a smile. You let a small, “Mh,” escape from your lips and he winks at you. He begins to erase the sentence and his thumbs start to move quickly on his screen.

you’re really pretty, you know that?

You don’t look up this time, but you could feel his gaze on you. And there it was again, your heart beating against your chest. You wanted to rip it out and tell it to stop giving you a hard time, but instead all you could do in the moment is let out a weird, and muffled, “Oh.”

Your thoughts can’t help but think that he was only saying this because he was able to see you half naked, but you didn’t want to dwell on it. You instead start to drift off for a bit, feeling sleepy. The view of the trees passing by rapidly on the train made you feel tired, and soon enough you had fallen asleep.

“Y/N? We’re here. Y/N?” You wake up to Baekhyun whispering in your ear, and you realize that you had knocked out and leaned against his shoulder. You pick yourself up immediately, leaving the boy next to you to stifle a laugh.

Jongin was already waiting outside, jumping up and down like a little kid. It didn’t take you guys long to get to the park, it was only around a 5 minute walk from the train station. You guys stop at the entrance, each of you pulling out your wallets to grab some money for the admission fee. You were about to hand yours to the man’s awaiting hand, but Baekhyun grabbed it from you and placed a twenty in replacement. He looks back at you and shrugs.

“I owe you for the bread.”

“But that was only 5 dollars!” You exclaimed as you passed through the gate, the lights from the rides coloring your faces.

“It’s fine. If you really care that much, I’ll use the money to get some food. Sounds good?”

You give him a look, and he doesn’t acknowledge it at all, instead turning in front of him and placing his arm around Jongin’s shoulder, asking him which ride you should get on first.

“Definitely the Tilt. There’s always a short line and it’s fucking cool.” You sigh as you follow them to the ride, dragging your feet along the dirt.

As you approached the gate leading to the entrance to the ride, Jongin looked at you and flashes you a large grin. Your heart swells up as you take in his features, the look of pure euphoria plastered in every part of his face, his eyes twinkling at yours. The light pink lights from the ride give his tan skin a subtle glow, and you mouth to him, “Thank you.”

He all but winks at you once the woman leads you to your seat on the ride. It was one of those rides that spun you in a circle, the way you ‘rode’ it was by sitting next to another in a circle, no seatbelts, just your ass on the hard plastic. You sat next to Baekhyun who looked excited, his arms behind yours and Nini. You already knew you were going to feel sick, but seeing your friends so happy reminded you that you were doing this for them.

You feel the ride begin to rise up a couple of feet off the ground, and then it starts to bounce and speed around in a circle. Your hair kept flying in your face, making you spit loose strands from entering your mouth before you let out some blood curdling screams. Everytime the ride would jolt up, so did your body. Your tiny frame would literally jump up a couple of feet and catch some air, your butt getting sore within the first couple of seconds of this horrible, horrible ride.

“I think… I’m going… to be sick!” You yell out.

Jongin turns to you while he’s laughing wildly, and you notice that a girl next to him is holding his arm tightly, her eyes shut tightly as she tries not to fall from her sitting place. That’s surprising, you flash him a look, questioning him. Your heads bob up and down again, the ride throwing your bodies around roughly, and he gives you a gummy smile as he raises his eyebrows. You suddenly feel yourself lunging forward, almost falling into the middle of the devilish contraption, but a strong, warm hand grabs the back of your dress and pushes you close to their body.

You look through your eyelashes as Baekhyun gives you that dazzling smile, his rosy lips capturing your attention. For a couple of seconds, you could feel yourself watching him in slow motion, the wind pushing his hair out of his face, exposing his small forehead. His cheeks cast a pink hue from his left to the right, and you swore that he looked so beautiful. You flash him a nervous grin as he tightens his hand around your shoulder, and the butterflies begin to tap against your stomach.

Soon enough, you find yourself tumbling off the now stopped ride, Jongin and Baekhyun following behind you, laughing to one another. It wasn’t until you turned back around that you noticed that the girl that sat next to Jongin was glued to him, her gaze stuck on your best friend.

“If you guys don’t mind I’m just going to check out some games. We can meet back here in 20 minutes?” Jongin raised his eyebrows at the both of you as he took the girl’s hand in his.

You couldn’t help the laughter from coming out of your mouth as you nod vigorously at him.

“Go for it.”

And just like that, you were alone with Baekhyun again. He swung his hand behind his back, stretching and looking behind you. He opens his mouth and points to something you can’t see, so he grabs your shoulders with his, ‘wow, he has big hands’, and spins you around. You see the staple ferris wheel a couple of meters away from you, and you feel a lump in your throat.

“Want to ride it with me?’’ He asks you sheepishly.

“I’m not good with heights.” You shoot back at him, a frown forming on your face.

“I’ll keep your attention off of it.” Baekhyun grabs your hand and leads you through the crowd of people. You didn’t notice how rough his hands were before… were they calloused? You ponder on it for a little while more until he stops in front of the gate for the ferris wheel.

Luckily, there was no one in line so you were immediately buckled in and secured, the man going over the rules with you two.

“Please don’t shake the cart once you get to the top. And please, no funny business either.”

You blush at the blunt comment, looking at Baekhyun with a look that reads, I’m so embarrassed right now. He chuckled as the man in uniform walked away and stood by the control center, pushing some buttons, and you felt yourself lurch forward as you slowly started to rise forward.

You held your breath as you began to climb up in height, looking down as your feet dangled inside the metal cage. From being able to look at faces in complete detail, now looked like muddied little dots as the ferris wheel brought you closer to the night sky. Your hands began to grip the railing in front of you, your knuckles turning white.

“Are you scared?” Baekhyun snapped you out of your dwindling spiral, his eyes staying on you.

“Just a little. You don’t think I could fall out, right?” You shakily reply.

“There’s no way you could fall out, Y/N. Just relax.”

You take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down as you finally reach the top. You were so high up that you felt like you could touch the stars if you reached out far enough. The ride churns to a stop, and you look at the stars twinkling above you, the screams and laughter echoing below. You could smell cotton candy and popcorn, and the cool breeze drifted on your face, magically loosening up your nerves.

“I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable earlier. But I won’t lie, I did look.”

Baekhyun muttered out as you looked at the night sky. Your palms are beginning to sweat.

“It’s okay.” You barely whisper out. But it wasn’t really okay, honestly. Whatever was happening between the two of you was still a mystery, you couldn’t really tell what he thought about you.

He sighs as he diverts his attention on you, and you mimic him.

“I also thought you were pretty before I saw anything too. I just didn’t want to be weird about it since we just met today.” The words slip effortlessly off his tongue, and you feel yourself stutter.

“A-are you always this straightforward?”

“No. Only with you.” You gulp as you maintain your eyes on him.

He reaches forward and brushes his fingers on your cheek, you’re frozen because this was new to you. You’ve never been alone with a boy before, one that you were really, really attracted to. You weren’t sure what to do when you saw him scooting closer to you. His school uniform scrunched against your yellow dress, and you could feel your fingers wrapping around the material of his navy blue blazer.

You suddenly push your hand against his chest, preventing him from getting any closer.

“I’ve never kissed a boy before.” A warm blush creeps on your face, and Baekhyun pauses before he smiles innocently.

“Who said I was going to kiss you? Only perverts think like that.” He smirks at you while you stumble and think carefully with your next words.

“Well I just can’t read you-”

“Why does it matter anyways? If I want to kiss you, I mean. You said that you weren’t interested in anyone. You’re going to wait to date until you’re old and shit.”

His sudden abrasiveness takes you back. One moment he’s teasing you and the next he’s accusing you in a rude manner. You look down towards the amusement park, wondering when the hell they were going to start up the ride again. He places his hand over yours.

“I didn’t mean to be mean. I just don’t understand why you’re so afraid of letting people in. Would it really screw up your goals if you liked someone? You learn to balance those types of things, that’s how life works. You shouldn’t just wait until you finally decide to let it happen; it should flow easily and happen naturally.”

Your fingers twitch under his hand. “Why are your fingers so calloused?”

“Why are you changing the subject?”

You bit your lip nervously. “I don’t like being confronted.”

“I think you need to hear this, Y/N. I’ve been where you’re at. It’s depressing. You just… I’ve never met anyone like you before. That was so similar to me. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

It’s your turn to get aggravated. “How the hell would I get hurt? I just met you, and you’re acting like you know everything about me.”

“I can see the same pain and burden I carried in you. How wouldn’t I know, Y/N? My father literally forced me to become an isolated piece of shit, all I did for years of my life was follow his orders, to make sure I was perfect to his standards. You’re doing this to yourself, and I’m telling you that it won’t end well for you if you keep it up. I’m trying to protect you.”

You try to fight the tears from falling down your face, but your body betrays you. You feel the warm liquid roll down your cheeks and taste the saltiness in your mouth. You push away his hand and look at him angrily.

“I don’t need you to protect me. I’ve been helping myself for years without anyone else. I’m okay on my own!” You screech at him. He looks at you with a sad smile.

“You’re just okay?”

Your tears are streaming now. “Yeah, I’m just okay.” You hissed out.

He abruptly pulls you in for a hug, and you try to fight him, attempting to push him off of you. Eventually, you realize that he’s stronger than you and there was no point in fighting him. You slouch underneath his touch, his uniform smells like lavender. You breathe it in, and try to control your breathing.

“I just don’t want to fail.” You whisper.

“I know. But life is filled with failure. You can’t expect yourself to excel in everything that you do. That’s exactly what leads to failing.” He combs his fingers through your hair as you sniffle. He pulls you back and looks at you. You could still feel the warmth of your tears on your face, your ears ringing from your crying.

“Baekhyun.”

“Yeah?”

“What’s your type?”

He shoots you a blank stare. “I haven’t really thought about it too much.”

“Well, think about it now.” You say confidently.

He returns a small side smile. “I guess someone like you.”

You don’t say anything back for a moment, looking deep into his eyes.

“You think that because I remind you of yourself. You think you can fix me. Sometimes you can’t do that, Baekhyun. Some people don’t want to change.”

He tries to say something back, but you feel your phone vibrate in your purse. You pull it out while you wipe your nose, reading a text from Jongin.

hey i know that we didn’t get to ride on too many things but i think i’m ready to go home. this girl is weird and keeps trying to kiss me and shit. meet me at the entrance.

As if your prayers were being answered, you felt the ferris wheel jolt back to life. You ride down together in silence, you looking ahead while Baekhyun’s gaze stays on you. Jongin asked why you were so quiet when you found him, but you simply just walked ahead not waiting for either of them.

The train ride was quiet, you sitting next to Jongin while he had his earbuds in. Baekhyun was slumped against a barrier on the right side of you, watching your every movement. The way you adjusted your purse on your shoulder, the way your fingers brushed at the ends of your dress. You didn’t want to think about him for just one moment. But it was useless.

Everything he told you echoed within your head. You just couldn’t stand the way he spoke to you, like he had figured you out. You scolded yourself for thinking that anything good could have happened out of this. You should have just stayed home and studied. Did what you did best. The one thing in your life that didn’t critique you or make you feel bad.

Jongin stated that he was exhausted and wanted to head to bed right away, but not before asking Baekhyun if he wanted to stay the night.

“It’s dark out already. Just stay over. I’m sure your mom wouldn’t be too happy about you walking home when it’s this late.”

Baekhyun shrugged and accepted the invitation. You nod at the both of them and head over to your door, but not before Jongin tells you something.

“I had a lot of fun today, Y/N. Next time let’s stay together.” He winks at you before he runs towards his door and walks inside, leaving it open for Baekhyun.

You stand on your porch, watching as Baekhyun stands on the gravel road looking back at you.

“Can we still be friends?” He asks quietly. The warm air had disappeared now, as if the giddiness of the blossoming romance between the two of you had decided to abandon you. Now all you felt was the cold air cutting knives into your skin.

You tap your feet nervously on the ground. Did you want to be friends with Baekhyun? The both of you knew you harvested some feelings for each other; whatever it was, you couldn’t deny that you were curious and intrigued to see where it would lead you. Maybe not now… but maybe, someday.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” His eyes carried sadness, but you saw how he tried to bring himself to smile.

You nodded. “Just don’t get in the way of my studies.”

He throws his head back to laugh, slapping his hands together. And there it was again, the boy who managed to sneak into your head the moment you first met him. The gentleness that was him, the purity in which he harbored inside his boyish frame, sparkling in front of you.

“As long as you don’t interfere with mine.” He spun around, his feet carrying him towards Jongin’s house. You stayed on the porch until you heard the door close shut. You look up towards the sky, watching the shining stars dance amongst the dark sky. You thought about how they didn’t seem so far to reach when you were on that ferris wheel. But another intruding thought crawled up sneakily, making you stare more intently at the dark canvas above you.

You felt like that because he was there with you. The way impossible scenarios seemed possible when Baekhyun was right by your side. Surely touching stars was something no one would be able to do, they would disintegrate due to the scorching heat. But if you thought hard enough, you felt like if Baekhyun was with you, floating in space in white bulky astronaut attire, that touching stars would be as easy as breathing.

You sighed as you tried to turn your brain off for the rest of the night. Dragging your purse on the hallway floor, you pause in front of your mother’s room. You look at the crack at the bottom of the white chipped door, noticing that her lights were turned off. You didn’t bother saying goodnight, you were too tired. Mentally and physically.

You got yourself ready for bed, pulling out some sweats and a baggy tee shirt. You reach your vanity, to start taking off your makeup. Once you were finished with that, you rose up to close your open window frames, but you stopped when you looked across from you.

Baekhyun was looking up at the sky, his arms resting underneath his chin, placed on the base of the window. He catches you staring, and he waves his hand toward you loosely. You wave back, your gaze on him softening. He offers a small smile before he speaks.

“You’re really pretty, Y/N.” It comes out as a whisper, something that your ears shouldn’t have picked up on, but they did. All you could do was focus on him in this cherished moment. The way you both looked at each other filled with longing and curiosity.

“Goodnight, Baekhyun.” You slowly close your window and bring your hands to drape your curtains shut.

For some reason, you slept soundly that night. Despite everything that had happened, you felt like everything was going to change for you. In the best way possible. You didn’t know if it was because of Baekhyun, but you were eager to find out. For once, your determination wasn’t only set on the goals you had set for yourself for years, but you found yourself etching in the sweet boy who called you pretty in the back of your mind.

-

The rest of the school year would be filled with the three of you becoming closer than ever. Going to the amusement park was only one of the fun things you would do, you went to Haeundae beach even after saving up some money from working at the bakery with your mother during summer break. You went to movies, shopped, studied even. And throughout all of it, you felt yourself fall harder for Baekhyun.

You confessed to Jongin that you harbored feelings for him after a couple of months into the friendship, and he wasn’t exactly shocked.

“Oh yeah like that’s a surprise.” He was laying on your bed with a facial mask on, his tan skin poking out in some places.

You sat at the edge of your bed, trying to pat in the serum from yours. You huff at him as you spin your body to face him, crossing your legs together.

“I just don’t think I should pursue anything. But at the same time I do,” You throw your hands in the air and slam them against your bed, “I don’t know what to do!”

Jongin sighed as he sat himself up. “Your grades haven’t dropped; not even one percent. In fact, your grades have stayed the same since we started hanging out with him. And we only study like twice a week now. Don’t you get it? Spending more time for yourself doesn’t get in the way of your success, Y/N.”

You did have straight A’s in all your classes, and you hated to admit that it felt good to finally have some extra time for yourself. Plus, Baekhyun really helped you organize your notes and gave you some study tips whenever you hung out. He was practically tied with you in terms of top students in your grade. You push Jongin down on the bed as you lay down with him. Your bodies sprawled out next to each other on your light pink bed sheets. You stared up at your ceiling.

“He hasn’t made a move on me once. I think he only thinks of me as a friend. I told you about the night we went to the amusement park for the first time, right?” You press.

“Only like a thousand times.” You punch him lightly as you chuckle.

He turns his body to face you and looks at you sternly. “It’s pretty obvious that he likes you, Y/N. He talks about you all the time when he comes over.”

You try to fight the smile from coming on your face and continue to stare at your white, cracked ceiling. It was your first time liking someone before. You never would have guessed that people were right about having your first crush, how they change everything for you. It seemed cheesy, and you never wanted to be like that. But now, you look forward to your daily hangouts, the little trips you planned together, the study ‘dates’.

“Well, I can’t start anything even if I wanted to. High school is going to end in a couple months and I have to get ready for University.”

Jongin just groans as he takes his face mask off and gets off the bed, heading straight to your bathroom. You stay there, lying on your bed, thinking about your future. If Baekhyun was going to be in it. You really hoped he would.

-

It was a couple of days before your high school graduation, and you had waited until all the letters from the schools you sent applications for had been delivered to your house. You applied to three schools, and with a blood curdling scream in your room, you opened up a letter from Seoul National University, the most prestigious one out of all your applications, congratulating you on your acceptance.

Jongin heard your noise from his window and you barely got out any words other than a distorted, “I got in!”. He had run over and started jumping with you and laughing. Sadly, Jongin had got accepted to Sejong University, but it wasn’t a bad thing. You would be able to see each other everyday still considering they were close to one another.

Jongin had texted Baekhyun to head over to your house, telling him to bring any acceptance letters of his own. Within 10 minutes, he was over at your house, trembling as he showed you guys four letters.

He was wearing some gray sweatpants and a black fitted tee shirt, his hair was in a disarray like he had just woken up. He was extremely nervous, he looked forward to this day just as much as you did, maybe even more.

“I don’t think I can open it. You do it for me, Y/N!” He closed his eyes as he shoved them into your hands, and you took them happily. The two of you discussed what your dream schools were previously, and his being the same as yours. Seoul National. Your fingers grazed upon each one, until you stopped and found it.

Your eyes darted between the two of them as you started to open it up, sliding the paper out and unfolding it slowly. You were…

“...I-I’m sorry Baekhyun. You didn’t get into Seoul National.”

Disappointed.

He opened his eyes and his demeanor changed completely. His focus being on your hands, the letter in your grasp. He slumped his shoulders and dropped onto the ground, his hands gripping, grappling on anything he could get his hands on. He settled on a stray tee shirt you left there, and he tightened it in his grip. You could see tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

“I…I didn’t get in.”

You and Jongin looked at each other with worry, and you both dropped down to Baekhyun’s level. Your friend put his hand on his shoulder, rubbing it in circles.

“Hey, it’s okay. You still have three other letters to look at. Getting into Seoul National is really, really, hard to do. Don’t beat yourself up.” Baekhyun didn’t even look up at him, just numbly nodded his head.

You look at Jongin, ushering him to take his hand off. He complied and stood up, resting his hands on his neck as he walked around your room. You turn your attention to Baekhyun, who still is in a state of shock.

“Hey. It’s going to be okay. You tried your best and that’s all that matters. Weren’t you the one who told me that life is filled with failures? This is only one of them, and I know that it won’t be the last.” He looked up at you, looking confused.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” He scoffed.

You sigh. “What I mean is… this is just a single defeat. But it’s not the final one. You keep going. You still have more letters to open up, I know that you applied to Korea University. That’s still top three.”

You look at the remaining letters in your hand and pull out an envelope with ‘Korea University’ printed in red letters. You hand it over to him. He shakily takes it, one hand ripping open the top of it. He pulls out the dull white paper, his eyes scanning each word on the page. He looks up at you, dropping it on the ground. Your eyes are frantic, you grab the paper hastily and bring it to your attention.

Dear Student,

Congratulations! You have been accepted to Korea University! Go online to finish up the process…

You didn’t bother reading the rest as you pulled Baekhyun’s shirt and gave him a hug. You could feel him hiccuping against you, his arms scrambling to pull you in closer. You close your eyes as you rest your face into the crook of his neck, rubbing your hands on his back. Jongin came over and picked the letter off the ground as well, and you hear him starting to jump.

“You got in! That’s so awesome, man!”

That day, the three of you celebrated each of your successes. So what did it call for? Alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol. You went down to the supermarket your mother worked at, the two men distracting her by talking about their acceptances while you snuck some bottles of soju. You made sure to leave some money on a conveyor belt before you tiptoed out of the store, waving your hands to the both of them.

“Oh, thank you again! We have to go now!” Baekhyun smiled at your mother before he grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her cheek. Your eyes widened at that, before you started to laugh out loud, almost dropping the bottles. Your mother heard this, and started to turn her head towards you.

Jongin took that chance to also grab her face, a smile brightly displayed on his face.

“Sorry for this!” He kissed your mother on the lips this time, earning a muffled, “Jongin!” from her.

The two boys ran out with you, laughter escaping into the night. You decided to go to Jongin’s house since no one was home and drank each to your heart’s content. At first you were nervous since it was your first time drinking, thinking your friends would have to babysit you. But to your surprise, and happiness, you were all light weights.

Jongin slurred as he tried to dance on his bed, legs wobbling causing his mattress to shake.

“To Y/N!” To which you raised your bottle to him, your face warm with happiness. “To Baekhyun!”

He yelled out next, raising his bottle to the sky, his head down while closing his eyes. He took another chug of his drink and hissed at the taste.

Baekhyun chimed along with you with laughter, taking a swig of his own bottle. You look at him under your drunken haze and smile. His face was so red, and he couldn’t stop laughing. You didn’t think you’d ever seen him this content before. You scooted closer to him on the floor while Jongin continued to dance to the music in his head.

“How are you?” You manage to get out. Everything was spinning right now, and you swore each time you tried to keep your eyes focused on Baekhyun, it was processing in your head a second late.

He stretched while he replied to you. “Really good. How are you doing?”

“Great.” You place your drink on the ground while you shake your head at yourself. Never would you have thought you’d be drinking in celebration of getting accepted to your dream school.

“Thank you for telling me that stuff earlier. It really helped.” Baekhyun mumbled out.

You turn your head and give him a thumbs up, giggling. “Of course. I knew you would get accepted into a good school. You’re so smart, probably smarter than me.”

“Oh come on… there’s no way. You got into Seoul National.”

You shrug. “Couldn’t have done it without you. You helped me study for the finals.”

Everything happened so fast, you just remember that you were looking at your drunk friend dancing on the bed, your heart swelling up at the sight of it. Then suddenly, you felt a pair of hands grabbing your shoulders and pulling you. A pair of lips ghosting over yours, and then, finally touching.

Byun Baekhyun had kissed you.

In your memory, you thought you had kissed him back. But maybe that’s just what you wanted to do in that moment. You let him kiss you for a second longer, until you push him off, your arms feeling like noodles. He looked back at you in surprise, his mouth agape with his face entirely flushed pink. He raised his hands up in defense.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-” He suddenly puked on the floor, his back hunched in the air as he attempted to cover his mouth. He awkwardly stood up and ran to Jongin’s hallway, shutting the bathroom door behind him. You sit there for a moment, dizzily trying to recollect what had just happened to you right then, because, did Baekhyun just kiss you?

You shouldn’t have gotten angry. You look back at it and want to scream at yourself to not be mad. But you were young and drunk, you just had your first kiss, and you weren’t even prepared for it. You didn’t have it happen to you when you were sober, and it wasn’t even asked as a question. You always imagined that you would have your first kiss in a romantic, and touching manner. This was not how it was supposed to happen.

You look at Jongin, who was frozen standing on his bed. He was looking towards the bathroom door that had just been slammed shut. He looks back at you, a smile crawling onto his face.

“He… he kissed you! Oh my god, I can’t believe he did that.” He laughed as he plopped his ass on the bed, making him spill some of his drink on the covers. You felt your face heat up, and you stood up from your place on the cold floor. You could start to smell the throw up and it was making you nauseous.

You made your way to the bathroom, hearing Baekhyun groaning on the other side. Your chest feels tight, and you can’t help the anger from rising in you. Maybe it was because you were drunk, maybe if you had been sober you wouldn’t have said what you said. But it happened, and you couldn’t change the past.

Your hand grips the shiny doorknob, your fingers slipping and trying to get a good enough handle on it. You swing it open, and see Baekhyun sprawled on the floor with the toilet seat up. You could smell the alcohol on him, and you swore you were going to puke your insides up too. Instead, you walk towards him, accidentally tripping over the rug on the tile. You hit the ground with your knees, making you groan in pain. He picks his head up at that and looks at you alarmed.

“Y/N! I’m so sorry, I wasn’t thinking and it just happened and-”

You slapped him. Tears run down your cheeks and you drop your hand to your side. Baekhyun sits there, his expression more sober than it was just seconds ago.

You let the tears fall, you didn’t care. You were drunk and angry, and you just had your first fucking kiss. Nothing was going on through your head right then other than fury.

“You can’t just kiss me,” You hiccuped, “without asking me. When I’m… I-I’m drunk! You can’t do that to me when I like you so much.”

You suddenly put your hand to cover your mouth. You couldn’t believe you just confessed to him.

He gets up quickly, crawling towards you like a baby. “You… you like me?”

You squeak, your hands still covering your mouth. If you weren’t so angry then, you probably would have kissed him again. The way his lips were puckered and pink, you couldn’t believe that a moment ago they had been on top of yours.

“No! No, this is good! I like you too, Y/N!” He starts to smile at you, but you shake your head.

“What I’m saying is, you shouldn’t have done that.” You said pissed off.

He gives you a confused stare. “But if we like each other… Why did it matter?”

You let out a frustrated groan, your hands balling into fists.

“Because I didn’t want to have my first kiss like that. You know what, if you can’t understand that, then fuck you.”

You get up from the floor and push your way out of the door, your feet leading you to the front door of Jongin’s house. Your eyes are pounding against your face, and you swore that this was the worst migraine you ever had in your life. You slipped on the shoes you left by the door and reached your hand on the knob. But another hand beats you to it, and you hastily look behind you.

“You can’t just say that, Y/N. What about my feelings? Why are you acting like I did something horrible?” Baekhyun spits at you, and he was definitely more sober than you were. You slam your fists on his chest, tears flying everywhere.

“Just. Stop! Fuck you! I don’t want to be with you.” He lets go of the door handle this time, and you make sure to take advantage of that. You push the door open and race out into the dark.

“Y/N!” Baekhyun yells at you.

You turn around, exhausted and drunk. He just gives you a look, similar to how he did the day he had seen you half naked. There was no emotion on his face, it just felt… empty.

“Stop running away. Stop making problems for yourself. You’re right when you said I could see myself in you. That I can’t change you.” He walks down the steps carefully, like he’s trying to coax a wild animal back to it’s cage.

“But I know that you can’t change your feelings for me. And I know that I want to keep these feelings for you. Just… come back inside. Let me apologize. You don’t mean what you said.”

His lips were shaking, and you could see that he was being honest. That he wanted to make this work, whatever it was. You give him a somber smile, your arms swinging by each side of your body in defeat.

“I meant it.” You gulped, the words float into the night, along with any emotions you had.

You walk back to your house. You make sure to shut your windows and close your blinds before slipping into your bed. It was cold, and the blankets didn’t help your shivering state. All you wanted to do was sleep, and forget everything that had just happened.

But you would come to see the next day that it was definitely not forgotten, when you noticed that Baekhyun wasn’t with Jongin the next morning.

-

You had woken up with a hangover, groaning as you stumbled into your best friend’s house. It was Sunday, and tomorrow would be your graduation. You had all agreed that you would go back to the amusement park that day, to go back to the place where it all started for you guys.

“Where’s… Baekhyun?” You wince as you press a finger to your temple, Jongin sitting on his desk looking at his laptop. His back was turned away from you.

“He’s not coming.” Jongin says coldly.

You frown. “What do you mean he’s not coming? Why not?”

He spins around in his chair, dark circles underneath his eyes as he gives you a disapproving look. “You don’t remember what happened last night?”

You shake your head. You had only remembered walking back to your house, and how cold it was.

He sighs as he brings his head into his hands. “You guys kissed. And you got pissed off. Why, I don’t know. You fucking like him. You told him you didn’t want to be with him, and probably said ‘fuck you’ like… twice?”

You sit on the bed, not saying a word.

“What is wrong with you, Y/N?”

You didn’t listen to that, didn’t ponder on that. Because all that mattered to you was that Baekhyun wasn’t here, and it was all your fault. Why did you get so angry? What the fuck happened last night… and what the fuck was wrong with you?

Jongin tried to call out to you as you ran out of his room. You ignored him. You ran from his house all the way to Baekhyun’s, you didn’t have any shoes on since you didn’t think you’d be doing any of this. You didn’t fucking remember.

As you pant and try to catch your breath when you reach his house, you put your hands on your knees and try to keep your heart from exploding out of your chest. You walk up towards the light blue house, down the cobbled pathway. Your feet hurt, and you could feel small pebbles and debris stuck against the bottom of them. But you didn’t care, you wanted to feel that pain, anything right now. Because you were so afraid if you didn’t say the right thing you wouldn’t feel anything anymore.

You knocked on the door, your hands quickly pushing the strands of hair that stuck to your forehead from the sweat. You didn’t hear anything for a moment until the door swung open. You’re met with Baekhyun’s mother, a sweet woman that you had come to adore. Her eyes reminded you of his, kind and patient.

She looked you up and down, confused.

“Y/N. Are you okay?” Her quiet voice rings out in the silence, and you bite your lip.

“Hello, Ms.Byun. Is Baekhyun home? I need to talk to him.”

She nods her head. “He’s in his room. I think he’s still sleeping. You’re welcome to go and see him.”

You thank her and bow before you quickly walk inside, the house decorated minimally, a few photo frames with Baekhyun, his mother and father. You don’t stop to look at them, instead walking down the hall where his room was. You’re about to open the door before you stop in your tracks. Your hand hovering over the doorknob. What were you even going to say? Your heart is beating faster than ever and you tap your foot nervously, trying to muster up the courage to go inside. But fate decides for you instead.

The door swings open to Baekhyun’s eyes, boring into yours. He looks like he hadn’t slept, his eyes are bloodshot like he had pulled an allnighter. His hair was going in different directions, and you could see some feathers placed sparsely in between tufts of it.

“What?” He says shortly.

Your mouth hangs open, but nothing comes out.

He goes to shut his door again, and you put your foot out to stop it.

“I- I need to talk to you.” You sputter.

He rolls his eyes and leaves the door open, walking back inside his room. You step inside, closing the door behind you. You notice some pillows on his bed were completely destroyed, rips made in them and feathers placed all over his sheets. You grimace as you look around some more. He had posters sprawled against his white wall, all of them of the singer Rain. As you look at his wall some more you notice a lone photo pinned on there, something you definitely didn’t see before as of late.

It was a picture of the two of you, Baekhyun’s arm around your shoulder as you smiled into the camera Jongin was using to snap the shot. As you looked more intently, you saw how Baekhyun wasn’t looking in the same direction you had, he was looking adoringly at you; a smile on his face. You were standing in front of the beach you guys had gone to a while back, and you don’t even realize you’re smiling until a voice snaps you out of thoughts.

“What are you doing here?” He’s sitting on his bed, his legs hanging off the side of it.

You look back at him. “I wanted to say I’m sorry for whatever I said last night.”

He stares at you with a blank expression before he scoffs with a smile on his face.

“Whatever you said? You don’t remember?” You shake your head, and Baekhyun’s eyes trail off your face, looking at his desk.

“You told me to fuck off, basically. You got mad at me for kissing you. Oh yeah, and you also told me you liked me. Not specifically in that order, but yeah.” His tone was sharp, and you felt each word stabbing into you, making you feel small.

“I’m sorry-”

“No. You don’t get to say you’re sorry. You were right. You aren’t going to change. Because you’re too hung up on being perfect, well news flash, Y/N, you’re fucking not. You hurt people around you because you’re too caught up in yourself. You don’t let people in because you’re just so fucking scared all the time. You don’t even come to think of what good things could happen to you if you just stop thinking about yourself for once!” He stood up and swung his hand over his desk, sending books flying to the ground as he fumed at you. He walked up and got right in your face.

“Want to know something, Y/N?” His lips are inches away from yours, and you try to stop yourself from shaking. He looks into your eyes, waiting for a reply, but you don’t say anything.

“I like you.” Your body stills, and his face stays where it’s at, not moving.

“But, fuck you.”

Your eyes sting. You feel your heart breaking.

“You… you don’t mean that.” You say broken.

He smiles at you and scoffs. “I fucking meant it. Get out.”

He turns away from you and sits on his bed. You stand there for a couple more seconds before you rush out of his door, running back to your home. His mother tried to stop you, asking you what happened, but you just said you were sorry. You spent the entire day moping in your room, not bothering to let your mother come in even though she yelled at you to unlock your door. You didn’t want to see anyone, you were crushed.

You weren’t happy when you walked on the stage in your high school stadium the next day. You didn’t bother smiling at your mother as you shook hands with your principal as he handed you your diploma. Jongin tried to cheer you up by taking you out to eat afterwards, the two of you sitting in silence as you stared numbly at the noodles placed in front of you.

“You’re going to be okay.” He kept repeating to you. But it didn’t matter. You weren’t going to be okay. Because you just ruined your chances with someone that you wanted to be in your life forever. You wanted Baekhyun, but you were so full of yourself that your old ways came back to destroy any chances. You were completely, and utterly, broken.

-

But that was 6 years ago. You were 23 now, and you graduated from university 2 years ago. You had made somewhat of a name for yourself as the CEO of a company you had started. It was based around the stock market. You were a multi millionaire, constantly in the press and being talked about. You stayed friends with Jongin, who ended up becoming famous as a choreographer for Korean groups, and even for western entertainment.

Your life was exactly what you wanted it to be, the way you wanted it to be since you were younger. Your mother lived in a luxurious house that you paid for yourself in the very heart of Seoul, and she didn’t have to worry about working anymore. You made sure of that. She claimed that she didn’t need any of that, that she was fine where she used to live. But you wouldn’t accept that.

“Mom, I told you I would take care of you when I was older. Now I am. Please accept this and don’t complain to me anymore.” You sat across from her in the restaurant you got a reservation for. It had taken you multiple phone calls and whining to her to even accept going there with you, months, just because she stated it was too, ‘fancy’.

She took a sip of water before placing it down. “How’s Jongin doing?”

You smile as you pick at your food. “Good. We see each other everyday since he’s staying in Korea for the time being. He went to LA for a while to help some back-up dancers for a well known artist.”

Your mother nodded. “What about that other friend of yours, what was his name?”

You stop picking at your food, and you look back up at her.

“Baekhyun?” You hadn’t thought about him for years. After the big fight you had, he had left straight after graduation. Not bothering to say goodbye to you, he just packed his things and went on his way. But it wasn’t like you made any effort to get in contact with him, you were so hurt that you tried to erase any memories of him.

Her eyes brightened. “Yes! Baekhyun. His mother called me not too long ago, she said he’s a successful CEO of a music company.”

That, you didn’t know. You always assumed Baekhyun would do something great, he was smart. You knew he was capable of anything he put his mind to, and you found yourself smiling at your food as you thought of him running a music company. It was perfect, it fit him. You could still remember him singing to you in the hallway of your school the first time you met him. And oh. You could still remember how much you liked him.

“That’s good. Good for him.” You let a dry cough out, and you place your fork down to smooth out your black blazer. You had gotten off of work only two hours ago, so you didn’t have time to switch out of your ‘big girl clothes’, as Jongin would say. You would laugh at him and say your two piece suits were comfortable and made you look important.

“Why don’t you ever go see him? Whatever happened to him, Y/N?” Your mother pressed.

“Nothing happened. He just… we got into a fight.” You state in a monotone voice.

Your mother looks at you softly.

“You know ever since your father left, you always took care of me. You were my sweet, hard working girl. But I never saw you ever take care of yourself. It broke my heart.”

You look at her sentimentally. “But I did take care of myself. I hung out with Jongin-”

“But no one else helped you more than that other boy. I had never seen you so happy. Please,” She takes your hand in yours, and you purse your lip, “you have everything you could ever want now. Can’t you look into the things that your heart truly wants?”

You feel your chest cave in, your heart clenching as you let tears drop down.

“Y-yes, mom.” She does nothing but smile at you, continuing to hold your hand.

“Now. Why don’t you call him? Go and see him right now.” You look at her stunned.

“I just got you to have dinner with me at this restaurant for months, and you’re telling me to leave? You didn’t even order any food yet, mom.” You couldn’t help but laugh.

She releases your hand and waves you off. “It’s too much money. I have some food I made at home. It’s healthier anyways. I’ll call myself a cab. Just go.”

And that was all you needed to hear, really. You kissed your mother goodbye and headed to your car. You pull your phone out of your purse and scroll until you reach your best friend’s contact information.

“Hello?” Jongin’s voice rang out.

You smiled at the sound of his voice. “Hey. I had a question.”

You could hear some rustling on the other end, and guessed that he was in bed.

“Ah… this couldn’t have waited until morning? I was about to fall asleep.”

“I was wondering if you knew Baekhyun’s number.”

Silence.

“Baekhyun? You haven’t spoken about him in years, Y/N. Why do you want it?”

You could picture him with a confused look on his face, his lips protruding in a pout.

You sigh. “I just… I want to talk to him. See how he’s doing. Do you have it?”

“No.” You felt yourself sink into the seat of your car.

“But his mother calls me every now and then. She talks to me since he’s busy most of the time, and doesn't see her as much. She knows I still hang out with him.”

“You do?” You question.

“Uh… yeah. Just because you two ended things didn’t mean we did. I don’t have his number because he changes it so often. I usually just wait for him to call me. I’ll give you his mother’s number if you want.”

You nod to yourself, your confidence making a comeback.

“Yes. Text it to me. Bye Nini.”

“Hey-” You hung up your phone and waited for the three little dots to appear in your messages. As soon as he sent the number, you clicked on it and raised the phone to your ear.

Your heart was beating against your chest, a feeling you didn’t really experience too often, something that only occured when you were a silly and immature girl. You hear the line ring multiple times and you feel like she wasn’t going to pick up. You start to drag your phone down until you hear a small,

“Hello?”

You almost drop your phone as you listen to the woman’s voice.

“Ms. Byun?” You whisper.

“Yes, that’s me. May I ask who’s calling?”

“It’s me. Y/N.” Your fingers are starting to sweat, and you wondered why you felt like you had just finished jogging a marathon. It wasn’t like you were talking to Baekhyun himself.

“Y/N! Oh it’s so nice to hear from you. What can I do for you?”

“You too! I was wondering if you had Baekhyun’s phone number?” You tapped your foot near the gas pedal in your car, your other hand thumping against the wheel.

She paused for a moment. “I don’t have his number. But he’s actually home right now! He came to visit me.”

“He’s… back home? Like our childhood neighborhood?” You say confused.

“Yes! He’s such a hard working boy. He runs his own company now, you know. But he’s not home at this exact moment… I think he told me he was going to see the school.”

That was all you needed to know.

“Thank you so much. I have to go now, Ms.Byun.”

“Of course. Please, call me whenever you’d like.”

You thank her again, and you throw your phone into the seat next to you. You start up your car and quickly start to head back home.

-

You managed to get there in a mere 30 minutes, probably less if you had decided to speed up a little more. You did your best to get there in one piece, you were so terrified of going back here again. The place that you left with awful memories, ones that you tried to escape from. You looked at the time on your phone before you exited your car; 7:30. As you park in an empty parking lot, you step out and look across the humble and small streets. You can remember walking along them, and you can visualize you and Jongin walking, laughing as he gave you a funny face.

You smile, and suddenly the two of you disappear from your eyes. You start to walk down until you reach the town’s small center of restaurants and such. You pause in front of the bakery you used to frequent everyday, and you look into the window with surprise that they’re open. You open up the glass door, a bell ringing as it closes behind you.

A young woman stands at the register, powder on her cheek. You offer her a smile while she looks back at you in shock.

“Oh my god. You’re Y/N. I see you on tv all the time!” She looked around 18 or so, and you nod back at her.

“Yeah. You have something on your face,” You point to her cheek, and she blushes, wiping off the white substance, “Can I have some sweet bread?”

“Of course!” She leaves the register and pulls out the packaged bread, and before you reach out to get it, you ask her something.

“Can I get two of them actually?” You grin.

“O-Of course! Here, it’s on the house. We’re about to close anyway.”

You take the loaves and shake your head. You pull out a fifty dollar bill and hand it over to her.

“Thank you for being so nice. Have a good night.” She starts to say something but you quickly make your way out, giggling to yourself as you walk down the streets you used to know so well.

And there you were, finally. Standing under the pale moonlight of your school. It had received quite the makeover since you had last seen it, the buildings painted a blinding white coat, accented with dark blue pieces. You stepped past the gate, looking around in amazement. You didn’t think about this place for 6 years, and now you’re back. And you can feel yourself starting to shy back into the stubborn and fragile girl you used to be.

It wasn’t until you looked towards the field that your heart began to stop beating. A small figure sitting on the bench, looking up towards the sky. You knew who it was, and you didn’t think you could move your legs to go and approach him.

“What am I doing?” You asked yourself. You look at the two loaves of bread in your hands, and you start to hyperventilate.

Sure, you had the drive and determination to get here and try and see him, but in the back of your head you were wishing and hoping he wouldn’t be here. So you didn’t have to get your heart broken all over again. You never did date like you had thought you would, instead you once again focused completely on your studies. It wasn’t like you wanted to date either. Because no one would ever compare to him.

“Hello?” A deep voice shouted out towards you. Your feet begin to scramble, wanting to look for a place to hide yourself, but you try to control them.

You take a deep gulp. “Hi!” You wave the two loaves of bread in the air, and you can see the man look confused. He puts his hands over his eyes, like a pair of binoculars. You could see his eyes widen in surprise, and then a smile erupts on his face. He suddenly starts to run over to you, and you find yourself doing the same thing.

Your black heels are stomping on the concrete and the heels of your feet are screaming in pain, but you didn’t mind that. In fact, you start to smile, because it’s been so long since you felt anything. The two of you stop, breathing hard in front of each other. He was wearing a white collared button up and some black slacks. His once black hair was dyed a chocolate brown. His lips still maintained the dusty pink you would fantasize about kissing in your bedroom as a teenager. His face was slimmed down, and you notice that he lost a lot of weight since you had last seen him. Not that he was chubby or anything when you were younger but, he felt more like a real man now.

“Hi.” He says raspily. His eyes glowed towards you, and your cheeks were hurting from how hard you were smiling.

“Hey.”

He looks down at your hands that carried the bread. He lets out a hearty laugh, clapping his hands together before looking back up to you, pink erupting on his own cheeks.

“I can’t believe you got some. When I first got back here two days ago I was practically living off of them. They’re just as good as the first time you gave it to me.”

You did nothing but give him a warm smile as you handed over the loaf, gently touching the knuckles of his hand. You could feel the electricity burn in your body as he lingered for a second longer, then retracting his hand completely.

“Um… how are you doing? I’m sorry this is so weird-” He pulled you in for a hug, and your hands hung by either side of you, one clutching the bread tightly.

“I missed you.” He whispers in your ear.

You regain consciousness from the abrupt interaction and close your eyes and lean into his touch. You wrap your arms around his back and take a deep breath, smelling his clothes. It smelled like lavender, and you giggled. He feels the vibration of your laughter and chuckles into your hair, one hand holding the back of your head.

“What’s so funny?” He mumbled.

“You still use the same laundry detergent since high school?”

“Hey, it smells good. It makes my clothes really soft too.” He pulls back and gives you a toothy grin. “You still remember what I used to smell like? What are you, a pervert or something?”

You blush, trying to maintain your cool. “I’m no pervert. I just come to appreciate when a man smells good.”

You trail past him, walking towards the bench that he was seated on not too long ago. He takes a place next to you, and you could feel the warmth where you sat, he must have been here for a while, you thought.

He places his loaf next to him on the bench and turns his head to look at you, his eyes painted with curiosity.

“How did you find me?” He asked you.

“I uh, got into contact with Nini and asked him for your number. But he didn’t have it. So I got your mother’s number and she told me you were here.” You kind of just blurted it out, your nerves getting the best of you. You felt like you were in high school all over again, becoming a blubbering mess in front of your first love.

“You’re like a stalker or something.” He laughs. He stretched his hands out as he cracked his fingers, and your eyes didn't miss how he pushed his sleeves past his forearm, exposing the  bulging veins protruding from his carved muscled arms. You gulp.

“I just felt like I needed to see you. Talk about things.” You look towards the field, it still maintained its healthiness even after all those years.

“Well, I run my own company now. BBH Entertainment. That’s been going good. One of the groups I oversee is on the top of Billboard every time they release an album. They’re pretty popular. To be honest, I kind of have been doing okay actually. Okay, scratch that, I’ve been terrible.” He chuckles weakly and looks up at the sky.

“You’ve been doing good, from what I’ve seen though. Ms.Millionaire over here.” He nudges your foot with his, and you shake your head.

“It’s nothing. I just studied my ass off in school. Managed to get everything set up and fate did the rest for me. But I can say I’ve been doing the same as well. Terrible.” You sigh as you put your head on the palms of your hand. You frown looking over at him, giving him a look.

“Why have you been doing terrible?” You pester at him.

Baekhyun takes a deep breath before shrugging. “I just kind of reverted back into my old ways. I guess you kind of rubbed off on me. When I got into school I just went into study mode, it was like that all four years. I barely went out, didn’t talk to anyone. I was depressed. I guess I brought that along with me to my job. I’ve been ignoring and avoiding the people in my life for a while now, this is the first time I’ve seen my mom in like… 5 years.”

He counted five fingers on his hand before he sighs and drops it back down. You couldn’t help but to relate to him. You also spent all your time working, not bothering to give yourself some very much needed relaxation. You found the more time you spent alone and not keeping yourself occupied, the more you started to think about the past. Just like how you did earlier that evening, after you got off of work before coming to the restaurant. It was truly depressing, knowing how lonely you were.

“I feel the same way. I kind of blocked everyone out. I see my mom every now and then. I got her a house in the city so she was closer to me and I didn’t have to commute over here for… reasons.” You trail off on your last sentence, the memory of the fight you had with Baekhyun resurfacing.

He hesitantly puts his hand over yours on the bench, your hand flinches for a moment before you let him hold it.

“...I’m sorry. For how I handled things back then, Y/N.” His voice is laced with sadness, and your throat hitches as you watch him speak.

“I was so angry. That night. I didn’t understand why you got so mad at me when I kissed you. It took me a while to understand… to see things from your perspective. I shouldn’t have done that. Regardless of us drinking and shit. As an angsty and horny teenager my body reacted on impulse, and I apologize.” You tighten your hand over his and smile weakly.

“It’s fine. I shouldn’t have cussed you out. I shouldn’t have said any of those things to you, I just…” You pause as you try to form the right words, “I was scared. I was scared of being with you and thinking that if we dated then I wouldn’t put all my focus into school. That I would fail and ruin any chance of becoming successful. But I put my needs first when it came to us. When it came to you. I was selfish. I’m sorry.”

He looks at you, and you do the same. The moon cast a glow on his face, highlighting his cheekbones and nose. You blink, and suddenly you’re looking at a younger Baekhyun, one in a school uniform, his black hair covering his forehead and giving you a grin. Your heart pounds, and you don’t stop yourself from reaching your hand out and touching his cheek. You let your fingers tenderly graze his face, memorizing each detail of it.

He grabs your hand that was on his cheek and holds it tightly. You purse your lips and look into his eyes, searching for something, anything.

“You know, I've never met someone like you. After all these years, you were the only person I thought about.” Baekhyun softly says.

You blink gingerly, “I… me too.”

The blood rushes to your face and warms your entire body, and you could see the pink tint appearing on his as well. He keeps a hold of your hand on his face before he asks you faintly.

“Can I kiss you, Y/N?”

“Yes.”

Just like that his lips are crashing onto yours, and you press up against him, your chest clashing with his. His lips are soft, and they taste like berries, they continue to put pressure against yours. You raise one of your hands to tangle into his soft locks, and he brings his right hand over your neck, controlling your head movement to match his pace while he kisses you.

You feel his left hand grabbing your waist, and something begins to build up inside of you. That feeling you only got whenever you would please yourself in your room late at night. The thoughts of your first crush only appeared to you whenever you had closed your eyes… he was here in front of you right now. Kissing you.

You pull back from him, a string of salvia following your movement, dripping down from your lip. He eyes that carefully, and you could see the look in his eyes change from something innocent to pure lust. You felt the similar feeling washing over you as well, but something inside of you told you to tell him before anything would transpire.

“I just wanted to say… I like you so much, Baekhyun,” Your voice shakes as you speak.

“I always have, and stop me if I say something wrong but over the years, I never wanted to say it because I was terrified of the thought that I had lost you… but I loved you. I think I always did.” The confidence you tried to emit while saying that didn’t exactly come out like how you hoped, but it came out more vulnerable, raw.

Baekhyun just shook his head as he pushed your head closer to yours, your noses touching as he gripped your face with both hands.

“No, I always loved you too. I always will, Y/N. God, you don’t know how long I wanted to say that to you. No idea.” He looks back down on your lips, and aggressively kisses you for the second time that night.

It started off rough, and it only got dirtier after that. He began to slip his tongue past your lips, begging for more, to be inside of you. You accept his request, circling your tongues together, your lips grazing one another as you both try to fight for dominance. He pecks your lips as he retracts his tongue, moving his attention to your neck. You expose it to him with ease, your arms wrapping around his neck as a string of moans slide out from your throat.

“I want to…” He huffs against your skin, biting lightly, “make love to you. Right now.”

Your stomach starts to do back flips, the place between your thighs beginning to beat. You couldn’t help but start to rub your legs together, looking for some friction to satisfy your neediness. You shake your head speedily.

“Okay. Yeah. Yes.” You breathe out. He removes his lips from your throat, and you realize he had begun to suck on the skin there, you could feel the soreness from the hickey he had just given you. The thought that you would be able to proudly display that fueled a stronger desire to let him ravish you.

He smiles at you before he gets up and brings you with him as well. He licks his lips as he takes your blazer off before throwing it on the grass of the field, making a blanket of some sort. Your heart races as that, realizing that the two of you were going to do this… out in the open. You look at him, half turned on and half confused.

“You mean you want to do this… right now? Right here?” You let out a nervous chuckle.

He all but looks at you mischievously, nodding. “What? You’re nervous we’ll get caught?”

You shake your head, trying to put a confident front up. “No. Just confirming with you.”

You plop yourself on the blazer you were just wearing, laying down on it. Baekhyun’s eyes glint at the view before him, and let’s his body fall on top of yours, towering over you. You smile at him before you initiate the kiss this time, and he melts right into you. You start to mindlessly rub your crotch against his, your hips bucking every now and then. You feel his hand suddenly grabbing your hip, stilling you from proceeding further. He pulls back and smirks.

“Let me please you first.” Just like that, your heart begins to beat crazily. He starts by lifting your shirt up a little, kissing your stomach lightly. His eyes looking at you every time his lips would leave your bare skin before he would place another kiss. He brought his hands to unbutton your pants, and swiftly pulled them down. You were wearing a pair of white lacy underwear, adorned with a rose at the top of it. You had initially bought them because you thought they were cute, but in this moment they felt dirty on your body, a piece of sexy material that made Baekhyun’s heart race just by looking at it.

He starts to kiss the fabric covering your lady parts, (Embarrassing name for them, you knew, but you were too shy to call it anything else), and you felt yourself becoming wet. Just from a simple kiss. Your mind started to race, and one thought alone brought you out of your euphoric moment. You brought your body up on your elbows, digging them into the dirt, looking at him with worry. He stopped what he was doing and raised his head at you.

“Did I do something wrong?” He pressed.

You bit your lip, uneasiness flooding within your veins as you gazed into his eyes.

“N-no. I just… I’m… a…” You felt shy even saying it.

“Virgin? You’re a virgin, Y/N?” He looks at you distraught, his expression alone could have made you laugh under normal circumstances, but right now you were terrified to see it.

You nod shyly, and you bring one of your arms up, your hand covering your face.

“I just never had time to meet anyone. I work all the time and I never even thought about it before, if you don’t want to do it anymore, I understand-”

He simply rises back up to you and plants a kiss on you, shutting you up. He comes back to look at you with a sweet, endearing smile.

“I think it’s cute that you’re a virgin. You don’t have to worry about that. Let me make you feel good, Y/N.” You could feel that twisty knot feeling in your stomach again, and you mutter a small, ‘okay’, and watch him dip his head back to where it was. You lay back down on the grass again, and you let him do exactly that, make you feel good.

He brought his fingers to pull down your underwear, and you could feel the cool air hit your core, making your pussy twitch. He finally takes them off completely, placing them on the grass somewhere, along with the shoes you were still wearing. He starts by kissing above your vagina, the tickling sensation almost makes you want to laugh, but you hold it in. He lets his tongue slide down to your left thigh, where he begins to suck and bite on it, leaving yet again, another hickey on your virgin body. He moans into you, and you look down at him, shyly putting your hands in his hair.

He flashes you a look before he rests his pretty lips on your clit, and you tighten your grip on his locks. He shuts his eyes, and that’s when he started to suck and flick his tongue against you. You sensitively moan, never experiencing this sensation before, and with the sudden confidence that he was doing well, Baekhyun started to move his tongue faster. He sucked harshly on you, your clit becoming swollen by mere seconds of him changing his tempo. His hands dug into your thighs, his fingernails pinching you. If anything, that’s what made you spill over the edge even more.

He drew back his face from your dripping core, and you could see your cum plastered on his chin. He wiped it off and let out a small chuckle before he started to undo his belt. Your nails are digging into the dirt now, you bite your lip at the beautiful sight of the tent erupting from his boxers. He pulled his shirt over his head and you collectively salivated at the sight. He was extremely toned, a subtle 6 pack on display for you, his lower regions that led to his cock were perfectly formed into a ‘V’ shape. His arms were practically bulging out, the detailed muscles flexing as he began to shimmy out of his boxers, his cock hitting his abdomen.

You unconsciously lick your lips, and to that he gave a devilish smile.

“Do you like what you see, Y/N?” He moves on top of you, his hand caressing your face as he tauntingly grinds his dick on your wetness, making you shiver.

“Y-yes.” You felt submissive under his touch, he could do anything to you right now and you wouldn’t refuse him.

He smirks before he shifts his mood to look serious, “I’m going to be slow. You need to tell me if I hurt you, okay?”

Your breath hitches and you try to mentally prepare for what will happen. You were losing your virginity to the boy you never thought you’d ever see again, the man who you loved. You could feel yourself relaxing, this was Baekhyun. He would take care of you.

“I trust you.”

That was all it took for him to look down, using his right arm to guide his throbbing cock inside of your needy pussy. Immediately, you clench tightly around him and close your eyes, bringing your hands to his bare back, to hold him closer. Holy shit, this fucking hurt.

You feel his cock getting swallowed by you, and the feeling of being stuffed like this made another flood erupt from your body. He stutters, his breath coming out in intervals, like he was trying to keep it together. “You’re so fucking tight.”

“I can’t believe you fit, I didn’t think you would. You’re so big.” You breathily whisper.

He looks at you, a blank expression plastered. “I’m not all the way in yet, Y/N.”

Your eyes widen as you look down, confirming with him that he was definitely not all the way in. You could see half of his cock still hasn’t entered you yet, and you gulp. He notices your nervousness and moves his free hand to rub your clit, moving slowly in circles, and a groan escapes from you. He starts to push himself deeper inside of you, and at first the stretch burns, it was excruciating even, but the way he made sure to focus on your comfort by pleasing you overcame that pain.

You suddenly feel the base of his cock hit your body, and you let a throaty sigh out. He was shaking above you, and you put your hands on his shoulders, tapping your fingers, motioning him to move, to do anything.

He slowly pulls back and thrusts back inside of you, your eyes widening in the immense pleasure that came to you in a wave, and suddenly you don’t want this feeling to end. He grunts above you, quickening his pace every moment he slams into you, the sound of your pussy juices ringing in your ears.

“Baekhyun… Mmh… you feel so good.” Your mouth dangles open, and you moan loudly, throwing your head back.

“Yeah, baby? My cock fills you up so fucking good. You’re taking it so well.” He growls as he speeds up, his cock pulsating and growing bigger with the help of your high pitched squeals.

“I think… I’m going to cum.” Your brain scrambles, trying to say anything to him. You could feel your walls clenching around him tighter than usual, your stomach twisting into knots.

“Y/N.” He grabs your face with your hand as his movements become sloppy, his cock beginning to slow down, and you frown. You look into his eyes, and you could read the love he had for you written all over his face.

“I love you.” Your heart speeds up, and you gasp as he picks up the pace once again.

“I-I love you too.” You stutter.

You both orgasm together, you moaning in bliss, while he lets out a whiny moan. He collapses on you, his face finding comfort in the crevice of your neck. You could hear him breathing rapidly, trying to catch his breath as you feel him pumping you with his cum. He slides off of you, laying next to you on the makeshift blanket he made.

You look at the stars in the sky, and you remember the ferris wheel. You smile to yourself as you continue to catch your breath, and you raise your hand up, pointing to them. Baekhyun follows your gaze and mimics your stare up to the sky.

“...When we were on that ferris wheel. The night we kind of had our first fight… I remember how I laid in bed that night thinking that I could touch them.”

Baekhyun lays there, a smile transpiring across his face. You look at him, a side smile appears on yours as you look back up.

“Which is stupid. No one can touch stars. But when I thought about it,” You suck in your breath, bringing your hand back down, “I realized I only felt like that because you were with me.”

You drape your arm around his chest, and he looks at you adoringly. He opens his mouth while the apple of cheeks brighten.

“When I first met you that day, and you gave me the bread? My first thought was- I never once had been given a gift before. I mean, like, my parents never gave me any type of rewards for being good at school or anything. My father didn’t believe in that. He always said, ‘Good behavior shouldn’t be awarded, it should be expected’. So… receiving that from you kind of showed some appreciation for everything that I did. Like, I did good in school and the reward I got was you. And the delicious bread.” He finished off with a laugh as he moved his face closer to yours.

“I’m glad I gave you bread that day.” You giggle.

He kisses you before he sits back up, looking down at his exposed dick. He watches as you get up as well, looking down at it as well. He jokingly covers it, a frightened look on his face.

“You pervert! Stop looking!” You laugh hard, pushing him over as you get your soiled and wet underwear from off the grass. The both of you finish putting the rest of your clothes on in silence before you go back to the bench.

He picked up the untouched bread that sat there and coughed, causing you to look at him.

“Before we go, I have two questions for you. Actually, three.” He says in a cute tone, sounding like a child reciting the alphabet.

You roll your eyes, “Yeah? What are these three questions, sir?”

Baekhyun walks with you, slowly taking each step to the entrance of the school. You link your arms with him, peering under your eyelashes at him.

“First, I want to take you somewhere right now. Second, you can spend the night at my house. And third,” He pauses as he removes his arm from yours and steps in front of you, cocking his head and beaming, “Will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?”

You cover your smile with your hand, snorting. “First, the first two ‘questions’, (You put your fingers in air quotes), weren’t questions. But I accept both of them. Thirdly,” You step up to him and kiss his lips. You linger for a couple of seconds, nothing special. Just a simple peck. You pull back and sparkle at him.

“Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend Baekhyun.”

He suddenly yells out, causing you to cover your ears from the abrupt noise, laughing at him. He starts to jump up and down, swinging his fist in the air as he smiles at you, grinning from ear to ear. He pulls your face into his with both hands, giving you a kiss and letting his lips pop off with an exaggerated smacking noise.

“Shut up! You’re being too loud,” Secretly loving the reaction he gave you.

“How can I not be? The most beautiful girl in the world just said she’d be my girlfriend?” He wraps his arm around your shoulder as he guides out of the school, a place that you’ll cherish forever.

You weren’t sure where he was planning on taking you at 8 o'clock at night, but you did agree to letting him surprise you. You walk on the gravel road and reach the sidewalk, realizing you were heading back into the town. Baekhyun covers your eyes as you notice the familiar area coming into view.

“Where are we going?” You’re giggling as you clumsily put one foot over each other, weary of tripping.

“Someplace I think you’ll like.” He responds in a sing-song voice.

Suddenly, he stops you as he moves your body to face forward. You stand there in confusion, and when you can’t wait any longer for him to take your eyes off your face, you tear them off yourself.

You stood in front of the Arcade, the red neon sign illuminating against your skin. You let out a quick breath, smiling. You dip your head back to look at Baekhyun, who brought his hands next to his face and shook them, like he was surprising you.

“Jongin used to tell me that you guys played here a lot. When I moved here 6 years ago this was the first place I ran to. I want to show you something.” He picked up your hand and entered inside. You let him drag you as you looked around, the place didn’t change at all. A young boy was sitting behind the desk, scrolling on his phone. He looked at you guys for a moment before he let you know that he was going to close soon.

“Arcade closes in 30 minutes.” He returns to look at his phone, the tight knitted expression on his face not changing.

“Thanks, boss.” Baekhyun replies as he rolls his eyes at you, and continues to tug you further inside. You hadn’t thought about this place in years, and you let your eyes close for a second, the smell of coins filling your senses. You smile as the two of you stop in front of an old friend of yours.

“Space Battle!” You rush over to the machine, taking note of the rusted button panel and peeling stickers adorning the game you played when you were younger.

“Wait. You know about Space Battle?” Baekhyun stands next to you as you happily take in the starting screen. You whisk your head to face him, nodding.

“I used to play this all the time. I had the high score for the longest, but someone beat it after just a couple of weeks after my months of hard work. Jongin took me here before I had met you and I tried to beat it for like… two hours. My hands were killing me.” You remember how angry you were over a stupid game, but it sat with you sentimentally. You grin and shake your head as you look back at the screen. It began to fizzle out, and the list of high scores popped up.

kyoong04

bookworm27

You couldn’t believe it. You were still fucking second place.

“Wow I’m surprised no one has beaten my high score, it’s been like… 6 years.”

Baekhyun looks at you with wide eyes as you look at him with a shocked expression.

“You’re kyoong04?”

Realization dawns on him, and he looks at the screen. He looks back at you, a smile erupting on his face.

“You’re bookworm27? It took me 5 hours to beat your high score, princess.”

You take into account the cute nickname he gave you, but that was the last thing in your head right now. You could not believe that Baekhyun was the one who had beaten your high score, and you really couldn’t believe that he was now doubling over, laughing as he held his stomach.

“Jongin told me you were obsessed with a game here, but he couldn’t remember what it was called. He said you were pissed off that someone decided to take your crown. I can’t believe that it’s you!” He continued to laugh as you looked at him deranged, still not believing your ears.

You huff. “I’m going to get some coins and beat it right now.”

You start to walk away from him, but he grabs your arm. He shakes his head as a couple of giggles escape from him.

“It’s late. You won’t be able to beat my highscore, Y/N. If it means that much to you, I’ll just buy it off the owner or something. Then we can play it anytime you want,” He bops your nose, “and keep failing to beat me at it.”

You scoff as you turn your back to him, and you just know that he’s grinning like an idiot. You say goodnight to the boy and he waves you both off, eyes still glued to his phone. Baekhyun leads you back to his house, the cold air feeling warmer when you’re next to him. Crickets were chirping in the background as you both quietly made it to the door of his home, him looking back at you and putting a finger to his mouth, ‘Be quiet’.

He slowly opens the door that was left unlocked, and you cover your mouth to not make any noise. He takes you down the hall and pushes you inside his room softly, closing the door behind him.

You stand there as you take in his room, the desk and bed sheets were still the same as they were the last time you had been there. Only now, the desk was completely barren, and you could see a thin film of dust formed on it. The bedsheets looked as though they had been freshly washed compared to the state of the abandoned dusty room. His walls were empty, except for one thing that hung by a thumbtack.

You rush forward, hopping on his bed like a child, inching closer to the photo. You unpin it from the wall, grasping the photo of the two of you. The edges of it were yellowed now, and a few specks of dust were scattered on it. You gently blow on it, ridding it of the debris. You run your fingers over Baekhyun’s face, your heart melting as you look at the lovesick expression he had.

You feel the bed dip as Baekhyun sits next to you, his legs criss crossed. He grabs the photo from you gently, staring at it with a small smile.

“I used to look at this photo everytime I fell asleep.” He whispers to you, making sure he wasn’t being too loud.

Your heart leaps from your chest as you blush. “That’s really cute.”

He grins at you before he reaches his arm out to his desk, laying the bittersweet memory down.

He grabs you and lays you down next to him in his bed, earning a small giggle from you. He looks at you with that loving gaze, and you can’t help but feel yourself falling for him all over again.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Baekhyun.”

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Incubus: Coming of Age (Part 1)

Pairing: Incubus!Baekhyun x You

Genre: fantasy, smut 🖤

Tags: plot (cause it’s what makes it interesting), demon boy (incubus), (very) big dick, oral (f), dirty talk and more~

Raiting: 18+ (maybe even 21+ haha… don’t jugde 🙈)

Word count: 4.4k (you’re in for one hell of a ride)

Summary: It’s true… you’re in love with your boss: the brilliant Doctor Park Chanyeol. And one night you’re woken up by his sweet kisses and bites… This should be a dream come true right? Then why does something feels off about him?

General Masterlist

Part 2

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From a Boy...

Incubus: male demon who preys on women for sex, especially while they are sleeping.

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"Aaaah... Don't stop" you whisper as you grip on the bed sheets tightly "I'm cumming" you cry out through gritted teeth, furiously rubbing on your aching and throbbing nub. "Fuck... Aaaah... Chanyeol..." You moan his name as you push yourself over the edge, finally grasping your orgasm and letting it wash over you in waves of heated pleasure.

Once your sinful deeds accomplished you sigh to yourself... You did it again... You just couldn't help yourself, you touched yourself to your handsome boss... Again!

You clicked your tongue, annoyed at your own lack of will.

Chanyeol was the head of the ophthalmology department at the SM Medical Center where you worked. Doctor Park Chanyeol was everything a woman of 24 years of age, like yourself, could desire. He was tall, had strong broad shoulders, he had big muscular arms, he was unbelievably attractive with his big eyes and adorable ears. And on top of that he was incredibly smart and a complete gentleman. Always considerate of his team and gosh... his smile...ugh... definitely the deadliest part.

As an ophthalmologist of said team, you worked directly under him. And God knew how much more you wanted to do under him...

You shook your head...

I really gotta stop dreaming about my married boss

'Cause, yes, he was married, happily married. And yes, your little thoughts and heart flutters were nothing more than that... dreams, just silly dreams.

You sigh and flip to your side, tucking your head comfortably on your pillow to finally have some sleep. Not even taking the time to slip your panties back on. Simply adorning your night gown.

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You have no idea how long you've been sleeping for, but you're woken up by the sound of a pair of lips smacking and the feeling of the said lips attached to your naked shoulder. You blink a few times, your blurry eyes adapting to the dark room solely illuminated by the rays of the full moon peeking through the blinds. Your eyes fall on the dark brown tuft of hair occupied with gently nibbling on your collarbone.

"Hmmm... You finally woke up y/n?" The man lifts his head...

CHANYEOL?!?!

You yeet yourself to the headboard, covering yourself with your blanket. Chanyeol is not at all startled and just joins you up the mattress. He leans in and starts to playfully lick around your ear.

"Aaah" A soft moan escapes your lips. You immediately clap your hand over your traitorous mouth, refraining from moaning again. Your ears have always been your weak spot.

"Oh baby, you're so sensitive" his deep voice resonates in your ear, shivers run down your spine as you fight the urge to lean your head back to give him more access to your neck.

"Chanyeol, what are you doing?" You ask in a whisper, trying not to whimper. Chanyeol smirks against your skin.

"Come on baby... You know what I'm doing" He marks a silence to suck on your lobe. "I'm here to make your dreams come true" Your eyes shot open.

"How do you know about that?" You push him away to have a look at his face.

"I just do" he shrugs before trying to go back to your neck, but you stop him.

"There's no way Doctor Park would know or even act like that at all... Who are you?" You ask squinting. The man chuckles, incredulous.

"Y/n... It's me Chanyeol your super sexy gynecologist boss"

Dread creeps under your skin, you gasp loudly as you bring the covers further up... Chanyeol would never speak of himself as "super sexy" and above all... He's an NOT a gynecologist.

"Who are you really?" you ask, tilting your head and frowning.

Soon the man drops his shoulders and the fake reassuring smile, turning his face away from yours.

"Fine!" he spits, he gets up from the bed and right there before your very eyes, red smoke starts to form at the bottom of his feet, soon enveloping completely his big and tall figure. Your rub your eyes, persuaded to still be in deep sleep.

When the smoke dissipates Chanyeol is gone and there stands a boy. He has raven black locks of shiny hair perfectly sitting on top of his head, piercing dark brown orbs looking right into yours, pouty pink lips and adorable, cute moles.

Well, a boy that is if you disregard the two obvious 10 cm (4in) tall horns that sprout out of his forehead. And a just-as-obvious spare shaped black tail dangling behind him.

He's wearing an oversized black hoodie and a pair of denim shorts with thick white sneakers. He shoves his hands in his back pockets, looking annoyed.

"Who are you?" You ask again, this time more to yourself as you have trouble trusting your own eyes. The thing -for lack of a better word- runs his black stained fingertips through his hair.

"My name is Baekhyun" he finally says.

"What are you?" you asked after clearing your throat trying not to squeal. Baekhyun rolls his eyes and sighs deeply.

"I'm an incubus"

"A what?!" You nearly choke on your own saliva.

"A sex demon that-"

"I know what an incubus is!" you interrupt him, frustrated at the irrational scene taking place before your eyes.

"Well... At least I was supposed to be become one" he looks down. You tilt your head in confusion. "Yeah... today is my exam... You're my exam" You frown your brows the confusion thickening in your eyes.

"Your exam?" you ask.

"Yeah, I was supposed to seduce you to pass..." Your heart nearly stops...

"Seduce me?!?"

"Are you going to repeat everything I say?" he snaps back with a biting tone. "Yeah... I kinda like... studied you and your preferences all semester just for today but it's all for nothing... I'm going to fail" he hangs his head low, sulking cutely.

His words barely make any sense in your mind. But then you take a closer look at him, he looks so sad, his puppy eyes drooping, his lips forming an adorable pout as he nervously whips his tail around. You immediately curse your fucked up subconscious that decided to send you such a weird dream tonight.

"Well...I guess I can make an effort so you can pass your exam" His tail perks up and his eyes instantly light up.

"Really?" You hesitate...

"Y...yes" you drag on the word, like you're trying to keep the right of changing your mind for as long as possible.

"Oh, thank you so much!!!" he chirps, his lips stretching in the most adorable smile. And you don't really know why but his happiness spreads to you, you find yourself smiling too.

But then you come to realize something...

"Wait, an exam... how old are you?" you ask, hesitant again. Baekhyun's smile fades away as he tilts his head.

"Huh... In demonic blood moon years or human sun years?" he asks dead serious. When you don't reply anything, he starts mumbling to himself. "Yeah, how would she know what a blood moon year is..." he starts counting on his fingers "I'll be... One... Two... Ten... 19 years old in May" He says proudly puffing his chest.

"Oh my God! You're only 18!!!" you nearly scream. "I can't I'm sorry, you're way too young" Baekhyun jumps to your side and grabs both your hands pressing them into his black stained ones.

"Please y/n" he says piercing his puppy eyes into you. "If I fail... I'll be expelled from school and my parents will disown me... and..." he looks down at his feet. "I'll be prohibited from breeding, which is an incubus' sole purpose" He hangs his tails in defeat.

You don't know why or how but seeing him like that sinks your heart. You can't possibly say "no" to such a face. You sigh again.

"Fine..." you can't help but to smile softly when you see him wag his tail back. "What do you need to pass?" He looks to the side, recalling the instructions.

"For me to have just the passing grade I need to" he nervously licks his lips before looking back into your eyes "I need to successfully give you... one orgasm..." You blink your eyes twice, unsure of the information perceived by your ears... you start to shake your head "Wait please y/n! We don't actually have to have intercourse"

"Please don't say it like that" you ask removing your hands from his to massage your temples, with knitted brows.

"Wait y/n I mean... I could maybe... just..." he hesitates "go down on you?". Silence falls for a second, but you shake your head again. "Please" he pleads, attacking with the damn irresistible puppy eyes.

Silence again.

"OK..." you finally breathe out. Once again, his tail cutely perks up. "If it's a dream then I guess it's ok..." you whisper to yourself this time your gaze drifting to the floor as you still have trouble processing what is going on.

"Oh my! Thank you! I promise I will make you feel good" your eyes shoot back to him. It's almost imperceptible but the last two words sound different. Something is different.

Baekhyun takes a step in your direction and you want to step back but the back of your legs hits the edge of the bed. You freeze in your steps. He leans onto your ear and if you didn't have your eyes to back up your ears on this one you would have sworn it wasn't Baekhyun speaking to you anymore. He took this deep, sultry, and alluring voice that only a demon could have.

"I promise you won't regret it. Because I was trained for this" You feel the unusually hot glide of his tongue on your ear as the butterflies in your stomach collectively decide to go berserk inside your guts. "I was trained to please you... Only you" goosebumps run across your skin as electricity sparks up in your core.

He goes back to lick and suck on your ear you're surprised how much surface his tongue can cover but you don't pay that much intention to it, you're too busy being gently laid back in your bed by Baekhyun's strong arms as he is licking down your neck. Leaving sloppy kisses and playful bites. His sharp teeth have no problem sinking into your skin and the pleasurable sting pulls a throaty moan out of your mouth. Baekhyun briefly pulls away to look at you. He smirks at your flushed rosy cheeks.

"Baby, are you already feeling me?" Just as he says that he pushes his hips onto yours and you have to keep yourself from loudly gasping when you feel... it. You haven't seen it yet, but you just know it... That thing... is huge.

You let out a whimper and he unveils his pointy teeth, the white pearls glistening under the moon light. While Baekhyun buries his face back in the crook of your neck you notice how the buttons of your night gown start to faintly glow red and in total stupor you understand they are undoing themselves. The straps swiftly slip off your skin and you are left absolutely naked before Baekhyun's eyes.

He pulls away drinking in your most natural form while you lay on your back, thighs tightly pressed together.

"Baby you look this good, and you want me to behave?" he says in that voice again. He licks his lips, his tongue is different. It's longue and pointy, unnaturally red and... hot too... you recall from the neck kisses. Your heart pounds in your chest.

He leans back again, and his disproportionately long tongue fully wraps around your left nipple. You moan and bite your bottom lip. He lightly flicks his tongue. It's more and more difficult for you to resist him.

He goes down again, dangerously approaching to your center. When he notices you’re keeping your legs together he looks back up at you, you open your eyes wide when you notice the dark brown of his eyes was replaced by a glowing burgundy red.

"Baby, don't make this harder than it has to be" Baekhyun says not parting his lips from your pubic bone still showering you with kisses. Then with a flick of the wrist, your legs fly open. Before you can even realize it Baekhyun is eyeing the most private part of you.

"Baby, it didn't even start yet and you're already this wet for me" his teasing makes you squirm and it's only then that you realize in what state this demon has put you.

You are absolutely drenched. You never were this wet… Ever! Even in your wildest dream with Doctor Park. Without even proper touching, you soaked the sheets all the way through the mattress. You can't see it, but you feel long strings of your juices linking your sopping center to the bed and coating your inner thighs.

When Baekhyun approaches his face very slowly, eyes focused on his target, licking his lips hungrily, when he's right there, just a couple of centimeters away from your soaked slit he looks up at you. The smirk he wears is downright evil.

"Oh, and y/n one last thing. This is not a dream... It's real... I'm real"

You don't even have time to process the information that his tongue makes contact with you, directly aiming for the clit. You gasp loudly gripping the sheets. It feels uncommonly hot and wet, slimy even, like lubricated? It's also kind of rough, rugged, like a cat's tongue. But strangely it's the best part about it, the little asperities are stimulating you further and you can't hold back anymore. Frankly, you don't want to, you're giving in.

Your delighted moans fill the room, and your meek voice has Baekhyun smirking, lips still tightly pressed to yours.

"That's it, kitten, moan for me"

The pet name makes you moan louder, gripping his hair. His abnormally long tongue swirling around your clit driving you absolutely crazy. The pleasure rises steadily, and you feel the familiar build up in your stomach form.

He wraps his lips around your swollen and very sensitive clit to gently suck it. Another throaty moan slips out your mouth which has you biting your lip right after. His sharp teeth graze against you and you feel a small bite on your already aching bud. The sting is divine and makes you scream out a moan. Baekhyun feels you twitch under his tongue as you unconsciously buck your hips up and down, grinding your needy little cunt against his tongue.

"Kitten, are you gonna cum?" he asks with a mouth full.

You look down at his dark red glowing eyes, his satisfied smirk, his pitch-black hair stuck to his forehead, his face covered with your overflowing juices... Fuck why does he have to look so good?

You nod, biting on your bottom lip so hard you could draw blood. But Baekhyun slows down...

No... Please... you want to plead but you don't.

You let out a desperate whimper that makes Baekhyun's smirk even wider.

"Then tell me, Kitten. Tell me how good I'm making you feel. Tell me what you want." he whispers in that deep voice again.

Fuck... How does he know you so well, the weak spot in your ear, the pet name, the dirty talk? He knows about all the things that drive you mad. It's like he knows your body by heart... and fuck... you can't resist him.

The agonizing slow flicks of his tongue on your throbbing pussy are killing you and you just want more. You need more.

"Please, please Baekhyun..." you whine. "Please let me cum". He chuckles in victory.

"Good girl" he praises before shoving his hole tongue in your clenching pussy. You have no will to control your voice anymore and just moan out loud to your heart's content.

"Fuck... yessss..." you bring your second hand to grip his hair and you don't even realize you're harshly pulling at it.

"Beg me for it, Kitten"

"Please Baekkhyun... aaah... Don't stop... Please" you're pleading, you're so close.

His tongue works wonders going in and out of you at an astonishing speed, every time hitting your gspot dead on. Somehow, he manages to tongue fuck you and still give attention to your clit. You don't know how he does it but it feels divine and quite frankly, you don't care.

"I'm c-cumming" you whisper in a strangled breath.

"Yes, cum for me Kitten. Cum all over this mouth" Baekhyun's deep voice resonates in your ear as your eyes are closed shut. Your legs tense up and your back arches as the knot finally comes undone. Juices flowing out into Baekhyun's open mouth. He sends you into an earth-shattering orgasm. The overwhelming sensation takes over your entire body, making you shake uncontrollably as you scream out his name. Never you felt something like this. A simple human being would never be capable of doing the things he just did to you.

Baekhyun slows down allowing you to ride off your high without hurry. When he parts his mouth from your quivering core you hear him loudly swallow then hum in satisfaction.

"Mmmmh...Delicious baby" he says wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, the glow in his eyes slowly fading to the original dark brown.

What the fuck was that? Did I just squirt?

Your chest is heaving up and down and you still can't believe what just happened. The things you felt you can't really understand them or even name them. All you know is that you don't want to let them go.

Baekhyun has already climbed off the bed when you let your heart - no, not your heart, definitely something else - speak.

"Baekhyun..." he turns around "I-... hum..." you didn't really say anything but Baekhyun smirks. He clicks his tongue and shakes his head.

"Is Kitten becoming greedy?" With that a red halo surrounds him and his clothes just simultaneously drop to the floor.

You look at him with round eyes and a hanging jaw. Who would have known he was hiding all this behind his boyish face? He looks absolutely stunning. You would have never suspected such broad shoulders underneath that oversized hoodie and such amazingly thick and meaty thighs. He's toned and in shape. But the most impressive thing is definitely his masculine attributes...

His huge dick stands proud and tall. This thing is literally the size of your forearm and you just keep staring at it as it lightly twitches, precum shining and pearling at his slit.

You can't help but to lick your lips. Which Baekhyun picks up right away.

He slips back in bed with you and whispers in your ear again, planting kisses around your ear. He then grabs your face, squishing your cheeks in his firm grip, his thumb tugs at your lips and he slips his longue tongue inside your mouth. Instantly the taste of your own cum spreads to your mouth. Baekhyun continues to slip inside until his tongue is down your throat and your lips finally meet. Your eyes roll back, fully enjoying the heated and sloppy kiss he gives you. Goosebumps in the nape of your neck as his heavy breath fans your warm cheeks.

After a while he pulls out.

"I know you want more" he says as he forcefully grabs your wrist to place your tiny hand on his fat huge cock. The thing his so hard and hot, twitching under your fingers, you bite your lip. Baekhyun enfolds your fingers around his cock and harshly thrusts himself in your small hand wrapped around his two big ones. You whimper as Baekhyun growls in your ear.

"Tell me what you want kitten" Baekhyun's low grunts make you shiver. He gives another powerful thrust in your fist.

"Please... Baekhyun" you start with your lips trembling. "Fuck me" you finally say in a breath.

That was all that Baekhyun needed. He leaves your side and kneels right in front of you. He harshly pulls on your parted thighs to bring you close. You let a whimper out as his thing rubs against your still very responsive clit.

Baekhyun then wiggles himself even closer and links his hips with yours, his fat cock resting on your stomach.

"Look kitten, this how full I'm going to make you" he growls slightly swaying his hips to rub on your nub. You bite your lip and lift your head to see. You can't help but to whimper when you see his tip reach all the way up to your midriff.

It's never going to fit...

He seizes his thick member and starts to rub the tip against your slit, gathering your wetness and coating himself with it. You buck your hips up, impatient. But Baekhyun gently takes your chin in his black stained finger and lifts your head up. Your eyes shoot back to his, the red glow is back.

"Look at me while I fill you up with this huge fucking cock" he whispers detaching every syllable of the three last words, eyes deep into yours. The smirk is gone. He’s done playing.

Slowly and steadily, he pushes himself inside you. His girthy tip delightfully stretching your tight little cunt. You feel him progress inside you, every centimeter feels like pure heaven, his glowing eyes locked into yours as he frowns and grunts.

Eventually he reaches the deepest part of you and your hips link again. You squeeze your eyes shut and your toes curl up... Because as crazy as it may sounds just with this one slow stroke, he made you cum. You press your lips into a thin line to not moan. But Baekhyun is not fooled. He leans into your ear and whispers with the deep voice that you are starting to know.

"Oh Kitten" he clicks his tongue. "You came with that?" His coos as he slowly pulls out of your still throbbing cunt. "Then get ready because it's about to get even better"

Then he stands back up and takes a bruising grip on both of your thighs and smashes himself back into your sensitive center.

"Fuck" you yell. Your eyes shoot open as you curse out loud, unable to resist the feeling. Your orgasm still hasn't completely worn out and he's already forcing another one into you. Your eyes roll back as your jaw falls open, shaking every time he thrusts his huge cock inside you.

Baekhyun smirks when he feels the signature clenching and throbbing of your orgasming cunt. But that does not stop him. As another orgasm washes over you, your leg shake uncontrollably as you moan out his name.

"Aaaah... Baekhyunnnnn"

"You're cumming again... Kitten really has become greedy" he chuckles slowly adapting his pace to allow you to breathe. Your high slowly wears off. Your eyes come back into focus and you catch Baekhyun's tail lazily waving behind him before they drift to his evil, handsome face.

"Oh Kitten, you're back. I almost thought you were going to pass out. You're not used to feeling this good, huh?" You can't even reply anything that he speeds back up, going even faster than before. Right when you thought it couldn't get better. Right when you thought he couldn't possibly fuck you any better than this... he fucking does.

Immediately you grip the sheets again, arching your back. You're already back to scream-moaning. He feels amazing inside you. The way each thrust deliciously spreads your aching tiny little cunt, the way he rams himself into you, rearranging your guts and shaping your pussy to perfectly fit his fat ass cock... Frankly in this instant you can't even remember your own name.

"Fuck... Aaaah..."

The sound of wet skin clashing reverberates against the walls of your rooms. Finally, you feel him dangerously twitch inside you. He's coming close to his release, and it shows in his dark red glowing eyes.

"I'm gonna cum inside you" he grunts lowly, tightening his grip on your thighs. This is the definitely not a question. It's a statement.

You welcome his words as they mean salvation to you. You're exhausted, your pussy just can't take another one of these intense orgasms. You feel like you're going to collapse as you lay there on your back while he furiously pounds into you, your eyes rolled back and your tongue hanging out.

"Yes, please cum inside me" you mumble not even bothering to slip your tongue back in.

"I'll make you minekitten" he growls, making you shiver.

"Yessss" you huff in a shaky breath.

Your own release coming close, again. Your toes curl upward, and you arch your back, your tight pussy frantically throbbing and clenching around Baekhyun's fat cock as his own dick pulses and twitches inside you finally releasing his delicious piping hot cum.

"Fuckkkk" Baekhyun breathes out through gritted teeth as you sink your nails into his biceps.

Gallons of thick white sticky liquid gush out inside you, adding on to the full feeling of Baekhyun's cock. You feel astronomical volumes of cum filling you to the brim until it has to flow out of you in a river of slimy and tasty cum.

You both catch your breath for a good two minutes before you can even move. When Baekhyun finally pulls out your mixed juices still link him to you in long strings.

He's quicker to recover than you. Your chest is still heaving up and down when he magically pops his clothes back on.

He looks back at you and it's evident how different he is. The glow in his eyes is gone, his innocent boyish expression is back, and his smile is just adorable. Even his tail is cutely wagging behind him.

"Thanks y/n! Imma have the best grade ever. I bet Yixing had to keep the illusion spell..." He smiles from ear to ear.

Completely drained out you barely manage to simply nod back at him and grin from the corner of your mouth.

"Anyway, bye... Kitten" he says, a playful glint briefly passing his eyes while the red smoke engulfs him.

When the smoke clears out you are almost - not almost - disappointed that he's gone. You sigh deeply, cum still lazily dripping out of your broken-beyond-repair pussy.

How am I supposed to go back to a normal life after that?

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Torn Apart (2 Final)

Pairing: Surprise! x Reader

Warning: Smut, Sadness, Angst Maybe? Mean People

Word Count: 5.4k

It had been weeks. 

Weeks of sobbing into your pillow, weeks of feeling like things were going to get better, until you found the most insignificant thing that belonged to Chanyeol and you broke down all over again. You missed him. You missed his touch, his warmth, his smile, the way he made you laugh when you were sad. You missed it all. You were broken, and it was all Chanyeol's fault. 

Until you scrolled through Instagram, and saw pictures of him with Maya, that bitch. You had never hated anyone in your life until you had met her. You couldn't even begin to fathom what even slightly redeeming qualities Chanyeol saw in her, but apparently there was something to that wench.

You were curled on your couch in the fetal position as you cried at the ending of Strong Girl Bong Soon. You wished you had a love like that. The way An Minhyuk loved Bong Soon was the relationship you wanted, the one you would strive for. He loved her so much and you just wanted to be loved by someone like that. 

You groan loudly as your doorbell rings, and then whoever pounds on your door. You didn't want visitors, you didn't care who it was, you wanted to hermit. 

"What?" You yelled from the other side of the door. 

"Y/N, let me in." You hear from the other side. You recognized the voice immediately. 

"Baekhyun, I look like a troll. Kindly leave." You sigh. 

"Y/N, if your trolly ass doesn't let me in, I will break down your door." He threatens, which makes you laugh for the first time in days. You both knew he would never be able to do that, and he would likely end up hurting himself. 

"Baek, you would break your leg." You say, pulling the door open. On the other side was a sympathetic Baekhyun, who had tissues, ice cream, chocolate and a bag full of movies. You smile at his kindness. "You know I have Netflix right?" 

"Shut the fuck up and move, this shit is cold." He barks, moving past you and into your kitchen. "Look, I have all the necessities. We will get you through this. Because I for one, cannot stand the sight of Mayeol and I want to gouge my eyes out, and I need someone to do it with." 

"I don't understand how that has anything to do with me." You say, grabbing two spoons.

"Sehun is gone, he's so in love with those two, hes bordering being a psychopath, Jongdae and his wife are just tolerating, Suho, Kai and Kyungsoo are avoiding them like the plague and Minseok and Lay have been MIA, so you're my last hope, Y/N." 

"I really don't want to talk about him, Baek." You admit, the hole in your heart somehow feels larger than before. 

"That's fine, I'll stop, let's start a movie." He suggests, grabbing a random one out of his bag. 

And for the next few hours, that's all you guys did. You watched movies, making comments, laughing and you genuinely had a good time with him. It had been so long since you actually felt happy and you were grateful to Baekhyun for bringing at least a little joy back into your life. 

Until he left, and you were alone again. All the feelings came rushing back, except they hurt a little less this time. You didn't miss him quite as much. 

** 

The next day, at the same time, your doorbell rang again. You open the door, your eyes puffy and bloodshot and you see Baekhyun standing there again, a new flavor of ice cream in hand, a new kind of chocolate, and a new bag of movies. This time he said nothing to you, instead pushed his way past you and through the door, setting everything down on your living room table as he popped in the movie. You smiled to yourself before turning around to join him, it felt nice to be cared about, and the fact that he was going out of his way to do this for you, and make you feel better. You truly appreciated Baekhyun. 

As he sat there and watched the movie, you watched him. The way his eyes lit up at a part of the movie he enjoyed, the face he made when he took a bite of his ice cream, the wrinkle he had in his nose when there was a cheesy scene. You never truly noticed how handsome Baekhyun was until now. His distinct jawline, his large hands, his toned body, you briefly.. very briefly began to wonder how large his..

"No Y/N, no. Do not go there with your existing bestfriend." 

You quickly shake off the thought, moving your eyes to the TV screen, trying to focus. 

"How are you feeling today?" Baekhyun asks, sliding his phone back into his pants pocket. 

"A bit better, I guess." You answer. Before Baekhyun could say anything there was another knock at the door. "That's good." He smiles, standing up. "There are some people who wanna see you." He says, opening the door. 

Minseok, Suho and Kyungsoo file through the door, looking at you with pity as they all sit, surrounding you.  

"Hiiiii." Suho pouts, protruding his bottom lip. "How are we feeling today?" 

"Um, hi." You laugh. "I'm fine." 

"Oh good, so we can go." Kyungsoo pipes up, standing up and walking towards the door. 

"Sit." Minseok sighs, pointing back at the seat. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, shuffling back to his spot and flopping down. 

"She's fine, Chanyeol is fine, so why are we here? Everyone is fine." He groans. 

"Have you seen him? Is he fine?" You hesitantly ask. You weren't even sure if you wanted to know. 

"Oh he's more than fine." Kyungsoo groans. "He and Maya are all over each other all the time. It's honestly nauseating. Like I want to be able to eat my sandwich without hearing your girlfriend moan when you kiss her." He gags. 

You bite your bottom lip as you slowly nod your head, tears welling in your eyes. These were most definitely details you did not need to hear about your ex and the girl he cheated on you with. All the men whip their heads to look at you, who now had your head hanging low as your shoulders shaked. They all look back at Kyungsoo, with only one speaking up.  

"That's it." Baekhyun growls. "Kyungsoo, get out." He spits, pointing to the door. 

"What did I do?" Kyungsoo asks, innocently. Baekhyun rolls his eyes, looking at you, softly whimpering into the sleeves of your sweater. 

"Out. Now." Baekhyun says, giving him the middle finger before flinching as Kyungsoo stands up, whispering "Don't hurt me."

"Don't listen to him." Minseok sighs. "Kyungsoo has zero social cues, he also could not read a room if his life depended on it." 

As Kyungsoo opened the door to leave, in rushed Lay, who looked at the man leaving and just nodded his head, realizing he had probably said something rude and was asked to leave. It wasn't the first time and would not be the last either. 

"Y/N." Lay breathes. "How do you feel about tall, muscular men who sing?" He asks. 

"I do enjoy them. Why?" You ask. 

"I have a friend from the hospital.. I think you two would get along really well. He's in his third year of surgery residency and is looking to date. I may have shown him your picture and he instantly said yes." He tells you. 

You look around the room, Suho and Minseok are nodding enthusiastically, while Baekhyun sits with his arms crossed against his chest, and a pouty look on his face. 

"What do you think?" You ask Baekhyun. He looks up at you, his face softening immediately. 

"I uhh, it's up to you. Yanno, if you're into muscular, tall men.." he mumbles.

"You know what? Sure, yes, I will. Chanyeol and Maya are out there living their best lives while I'm sitting here sulking, mourning a love that clearly didn't mean as much to him. So yes I will go out with him." You announce, perking up already. "When?" 

"Tonight." Lay says. "More specifically, an hour." 

"I need to get ready." You smile, jumping from your seat to rush to your room. You slowly peak your head around the corner, softly smiling at your friends. "Thank you, you guys. You've all really helped me these last weeks. I greatly appreciate you all." You finish, heading back into your room to quickly throw yourself together. 

By the time you were done, you had 15 minutes to spare, and you were damn proud of what you accomplished in the last 45 minutes. You showered and shaved to become a hairless human from the eyelashes down, you managed to get the knots out of your hair and it looked in decent shape, as well as hide the semi-permanent redness of your eyes with a lot of makeup. You almost didn't recognize yourself in the mirror when you looked. You didn't see the heartbroken girl anymore, you saw someone confident, hot and worthy of a great love. 

Stepping out into the living room you blush at all the 'oohs and ahhs' from your friends. 

Except for Baekhyun. 

When you looked at him, his eyes shined and for some reason it made your heartbeat a little faster. You watched his eyes trail up and down your body, seemingly taking in every curve, every inch of you. When he notices you staring, he clears his throat and looks away. "You look prettyish." He mumbles as he walks away, there's a knock at the door. Baekhyun is the one to answer and looks up at the tall man. 

"You must be.." he begins, moving out of the way, letting the man walk in. 

"Hi." He smiles at you. "I'm Matthew." He says, holding out his hand. 

"Hi Matthew." You grin. "Y/N." You finish, introducing yourself. 

"It's really nice to meet you. You look phenomenal." He says, holding your hand up to spin you around. You can't help but let out a loud laugh as a blush spreads across your cheeks. 

"Thank you." You whisper. "Shall we?" 

He waves to Lay and everyone else before taking your arm in his and leading you out the door. You left three excited men behind you and one who felt annoyed but didn't quite know why. 

** 

You hadn't laughed so hard until tears rolled down your cheeks and you held your stomach for a very long time. You honestly were surprised at how much you and Matthew had in common. You both enjoyed the same type of music, food, and pastimes. You had yet to meet someone who loved the same authors as you, who enjoyed doing your favorite activities and who genuinely seemed like a great person but here he was, sitting right in front of you at this nice restaurant. 

"I have to admit something." Matthew begins. Your stomach drops as you feel like he's going to tell you he's married or has a girlfriend, something that's going to make you lose trust in men, again. 

"Go on." You say, forcing a smile before taking a sip of your drink. 

"I really like you." He grins. "It's insane, I have never met someone I had so much in common with until tonight." 

"I was just thinking the same thing." You laugh, feeling relieved at his confession. You liked Matthew, he seemed as though he would be good for you and treat you right, although you thought that Chanyeol would do the same and look how that turned out. 

Beep 

Beep 

Beep 

Matthew's pager beeps incessantly. He takes it from the waistband of his pants, checking the page and stands up abruptly. "I'm so sorry." He sighs. "I have to go, there was an accident and I'm needed in the OR." He explains. 

"Go." You say, waving your hands to emphasize. 

"I had a wonderful time Y/N, and I hope I get to see you again." He grins. He places down a few hundred bills on the table before kissing your hand, and with a wink he was off and your heart was pumping fast as red spreads across your cheeks. 

Oh boy. 

Your blush is still present as you walk through the door of your apartment. You see Baekhyun sitting on your couch with his arms crossed as he watches a show, not even acknowledging your presence. 

"Why are you still here?" You ask, tossing your purse on the chair. 

"I wanna hear all about Matthew." He mimics, rolling his eyes. "How was your date?" 

"It was really nice. We have a lot in common, which is strange. He seems really nice and we get along amazingly. He was paged into surgery so it ended early." You tell him. "So cool." 

"Oh wow, surgery huh?" Baekhyun says, nodding his head. "Did I tell you I'm auditioning for a band?" He smiles. 

"Are you really?" You ask, a little shocked. 

"Maybe." He says, clearing his throat, turning back to the show. 

You sit beside him, you dress riding up just a little to expose your thigh. You're focused on the show, barely realizing that Baekhyun has now rested his hand on your bare thigh, his thumb lightly rubbing the same spot. 

Why did you feel butterflies? Why was your pussy throbbing? It's probably just friendly, there's no way Baekhyun has feelings for you. 

Right?

As the show played on, your eyes became increasingly droopy, feeling the exhaustion and excitement of today finally catching up with you. Your eyes slowly close as you lean your head back onto the couch. 

You weren't sure when it happened, but you woke up, what you're assuming is a few hours later with your head on Baekhyun's lap while he gently rubbed your head, running his fingers through your hair. Your body shivered at the gentle sensation and you closed your eyes once again, feeling safe and happy as you dozed off. 

** 

When you woke up the next morning, you were laying on the couch, alone with a blanket draped over you. Your eyes searched your apartment and there was no sign of Baekhyun.  You had no idea when he had left but a part of you felt a little hurt that he left without saying goodbye to you. You rolled yourself off the couch and shuffled into your room, changing your clothes to something more comfortable. 

When you were done you made your way to the kitchen to find food when your front door opened. In walked Baekhyun with a large bag from your favorite food place. 

"You didn't." You grin. "It's so far away." 

"I did, and it was worth it to see the look on your face." He laughs, setting the bag down on the table. 

The two of you sit down, and have breakfast together and chat. You hadn't realized that Baekhyun actually had a lot in common with you as well. You didn't know why the two of you had never talked about these things but you felt like it was a crazy coincidence that two men match with you so well. Although you knew Baekhyun's feelings were strictly platonic, there was no way that he felt anything romantically for you. 

"I gotta go to work, but we'll hang out later, if you're up for it?" He asks, throwing his garbage away. 

"Of course." You smile. You look in his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes and you just want to melt. You liked Baekhyun, alot. Maybe it was just from how good he's been treating you lately, or maybe the feelings were real, you would never know because you were going to focus on changing your feelings for Baekhyun to feelings for Matthew, someone you knew you actually had a chance with. 

** 

Later that day you were doing some work on your computer for the company you work for, luckily you're able to do your work from home, giving you plenty of time to be free during the day for activities. You're brought out of your zone by a text from Matthew, asking you if you wanted to grab a late lunch around 2pm, and immediately your mood changed, and you happily replied that you would love to. 

At 1:50pm, you sat at the restaurant, a drink in front of you while you waited for Matthew. Seeing him walk through the door, your heart did a mini dance as he smiled at you, heading towards the table you had already gotten. 

"Hey there beautiful." He grins, sitting across from you. 

"Hi." You giggle. "How has your day been?" 

"Busy and stressful, but that's all been forgotten now that I have you in front of me." He says. You smile widely, burying your head in your hands. He was so sweet, and you didn't know how to react to it. After the two of you order, you're in the middle of a conversation about a movie you had each recently watched, when out of the corner of your eye, you notice someone familiar. You look over and at a table that was too close for your liking sat Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Maya. Your attitude, demeanour and mood completely changed when you noticed them. You could feel the tears welling in your eyes as you looked away. You look at Matthew who instantly looks concerned. 

"What's wrong? Did I say something?" He asks, leaning in closely to whisper to you. 

"T-that's my ex.. and the girl he chose over me, and his best friend who I'm still friends with." You whisper, nodding your head towards them.

Matthew discreetly looks over and notices the blonde man looking in your direction, pain in his eyes from the moment he saw you. 

"Look at me." Matthew whispers. You look up at him, trying to control the tears. "That boy is an idiot for giving you up. You are one in a million. You're smart, funny, beautiful, caring and an all around amazing person to be around. Don't give them anymore of your tears, princess. They don't deserve them, and you don't deserve to cry over them." He smiles. 

You sit up, taking a deep breath, smiling at the man across from you, staring at his beautiful smile. You glance over to the table and see Chanyeol staring at you, sadness in his eyes while Maya glares at you and Baekhyun, he stares at you with what seems like a look of anger. He glares in your direction, his face like stone and you had no idea what you did to make him so mad at you. 

"Would you like to go somewhere else?" Matthew asks. 

You nod your head, knowing you didn't want to be in the same restaurant as Mayeol, it was bad enough to have to be in the same city as them. Matthew grabs the check, escorting you out, his hand hovering over your backside as you walk out, the feeling of eyes watching you burning into your back as you exit the restaurant.  You and Matthew stand outside your door, and he smiles at you. "I'm sorry about the date." He sighs. 

"It wasn't your fault. If anything I should be sorry." You say. 

"You did nothing wrong." He tells you. "I have to get back to the hospital now, but I'll call you." He says, leaning down he presses his lips to yours quickly before pulling away and saying goodbye. 

You walk into your apartment, feeling a little confused. That didn't go how you imagined it at all. As you're trying to get out of your sundress, there's a knock at the door before someone walks in. You turn around and see Baekhyun standing there, watching you. 

"You looked pretty comfortable and intimate with what's his name." He blurts out, walking towards you. He stands closely behind you, you can feel his breath on your neck as he pulls down the zipper of your dress. 

"Yeah well you looked pretty comfortable with fucking Maya and Chanyeol." You retort, trying to storm away from him. Your dress slips off your body, landing on the floor. Baekhyun follows you, reaching out to grab your wrist. He spins you around to face him. He pulls your body closer to his. 

"What do you want?" He asks. You don't answer, your lips parted as you try to form a sentence. Baekhyun's eyes drop down to your lips. He licks his lips and sighs. You can feel his breath, so close to you, almost kissing you. "What do you want from me, Y/N?" He asks. 

Your heart is practically beating out of your chest. You look into his eyes, one word on the tip of your tongue. 

You. Just say it. You want him. Tell him. 

But you say nothing. 

Baekhyun sighs. "That's what I thought." He says,  moving away from you and picking up your dress from the floor. He hands it to you, leaning in to press his lips against your temple. "Call me when you know what you want." He says, walking away from you and out the door. 

What did that mean? Did he want you like you wanted him? Why couldn't you have just told him right then and there? 

You were scared. You were scared of rejection, you were scared he didn't mean it, maybe his feelings towards you weren't real. But then again, you would never know unless you talked to him. 

Later that night you laid in your bed, thinking about Baekhyun. You couldn't sleep, so you grabbed your purse and your keys, drive aimlessly around town. A little while later, you glance at the clock that reads 2am, you park your car and you pull out your phone and call him. You felt like you were going to vomit as the phone rang. 

"Hello?" A groggy voice answered. 

"You." You whisper through the speaker. "I want you."  

"Y/N." He breathes. 

"Open the door, Baekhyun." You whisper. 

You can hear him get out of bed and stomp towards the front door. He pulls it open and there you are, your phone pressed against your ear, wearing a nightshirt and shorts. 

"I want you." You say again, pulling the phone away from your ear. 

Baekhyun pulls you inside, slamming the door behind you before pinning you against the front door. 

"Fuck it." He groans, crashing his lips against yours, pulling your body in closer to his. His hands roaming your body as he slides his tongue into your mouth. His hands move under your shirt and up your torso, cupping a bare breast. He groans into the kiss as he pinches your hard nipple, rolling it between his fingers. He presses his crotch into your leg, allowing you to feel his hard cock pushing against his boxers. 

You reach your hand down, sliding it into his waistband, grabbing his cock and slowly pumping, making his knees buckle. 

"Fuck." He murmurs, breaking the kiss. He leans his head into your neck, placing small kisses as you stroke his cock. 

Suddenly he stands up straight, pulling your hand from inside his boxers. He grabs your hand and leads you to his bedroom. 

"Take off your clothes." He growls. 

You maintain eye contact as you slip your shirt off your body, dropping it to the floor and the shimmy off your shorts, letting them pool around your ankles. You stand there naked in front of Baekhyun who takes in every curve and crevasse of your body. 

"Get on the bed." He whispers. You move to the bed, slowly climbing on and laying on your back. 

"So fucking beautiful." He moans, crawling on top of you. "I just wanna be inside you." He whispers. You nod your head, giving him all the consent he needs. 

Baekhyun spits on his hand, pumping his cock. He lifts your legs over his shoulder before lining him up with your entrance. He pushes himself into you, stretching your pussy out, making you cry out loudly. 

It had been so long for you, you forgot what it felt like to be fucked. Your hands grip the bed sheets as Baekhyun slides his cock in and out of you slowly. 

"How do you want it, baby?" He asks, moving slowly still. 

"Faster." You moan. "Fuck me Baekhyun." 

His eyes become dark after hearing your words. His hands wrap around your ankles as he starts thrusting harder into you, the sound of skin slapping fills the room.

"Oh god." You cry out, your hands cupping your breasts, pinching your nipples as he pumps his cock into you. 

Baekhyun releases one of your legs, placing his thumb between your lips to rub your clit. He rubs in circles, making you clench around him. 

"Just like that." You cry out as you buck your hips. You knew you were going to cum soon, you hadn't had an orgasm since Chanyeol left. 

"Fuck." Baekhyun groans. 

"I'm gonna cum." You scream as he fucks you harder, and continues to rub you. 

Your orgasm hits you, making you scream out in pleasure, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you tighten around Baekhyun once again. 

He groans loudly, suddenly cumming, shooting his load inside of you, breathing heavily as he works through his orgasm. 

"Holy fuck." He sighs, pulling out of you. He lays next to you, and you snuggle into him, not caring about the mess, just being completely and utterly happy in the moment.

**

"So.." Baekhyun starts off the next morning, as you lay in his bed, tangled in his sheets. You have one leg and one arm sprawled across him as you snuggle in closer to him. "What about Matthew?" He asks.  

"I called him yesterday after you left, and I told him I didn't think things were going to work out, but I would like to remain friends." You explain. 

"And he was fine with that?" He asks. 

"He asked if there was someone else." You sigh. "I told him I wasn't sure, but I hoped and he wished me luck." 

"I didn't like you seeing him." Baekhyun admits. "It hurt but I felt like I couldn't do anything." He says. 

"Why?" You ask. 

"Because.. Chanyeol is my best friend and you were his." He tells you. 

"Chanyeol made his decision, and he chose Maya. I'm free to date whoever I want, and I want you." You whisper. 

"Oh baby girl." Baekhyun growls. "You have no idea what you do to me." He whispers, rolling over on top of you, pressing his lips to yours. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him in closer to you, never having felt so wanted or loved. 

** 

It has been a few months of you and Baekhyun dating, and you've kept it under wraps for the most part, wanting to stay in your little bubble of happiness. But now your friends were getting suspicious and you felt like it was time to tell them. And what other perfect time to tell them then at a dinner party that everyone is attending. 

That night you and Baekhyun had brought a spinach and artichoke dip that you made together and it was the best thing ever. You told Jongdae and his wife the news first, and they were both extremely happy for the both of you. 

Next, Minseok, Suho, Kyungsoo, Kai and Lay were told and they were all happy for you two, except Lay who was disappointed that things didn't work with Matthew, but he was happy that you were happy. 

You all sat around the dinner table when Chanyeol, Sehun and Maya walked in. Things instantly got tense and quiet the minute they entered the room. They hadn't noticed you yet and you could feel the knots forming in your stomach. 

"Hey guys." Chanyeol smiled, looking around the room and then his eyes landed on you and his smile dropped. 

"Hi friends." Maya chirps up, not realizing you were there until Sehun pointed it out, quite loudly and rudely. 

"Why is she here?" He asks, nodding his head towards you. 

"Because she's our friend." Jongdae pipes up, glare at Sehun.

"It's just weird." Maya comments, sitting down at the table. You ball your hands into fists under the table. Baekhyun reaches under the table, grabbing your hand to calm you down, showing you he's there and has your back. 

"It's not weird, actually." Baekhyun pipes up. "What's weird is coming to a gathering when you know no one here likes you. That's weird." He says, looking at Maya. 

"Baek." Chanyeol sighs. "She's my girlfriend." He says, as if that's a good enough reason. 

"Okay." Baekhyun says. "And she's mine." He says, nodding towards you. "So tell your girl to show some respect." 

"You're what?" Chanyeol asks, staring at you and Baekhyun, not even acknowledging the fact that Maya is sitting there with her mouth open and offended. "You're dating my ex-girlfriend?" 

"I am." Baekhyun says, not caring about Chanyeol's reaction anymore. 

"You.. you can't do that." He says. 

"And why not?" Baekhyun wonders. "You left her. You chose that over this amazing woman. You have no right to be angry here. You broke her, tore her apart and I'm putting the pieces back together." 

"I don't want her here." Maya pouts. 

"And no one wants you here." You chime in. You were tired of her and she had only been here for a few minutes. 

"Chanyeol." She whines, nudging him but he's still not paying attention to her, only looking at you and Baekhyun. 

"So.. what did you guys bring?" Lay asks, nodding towards their dish.

"Buffalo chicken dip." Maya says, with a smile.

You burst out laughing, rolling your eyes. "You mean you're still making the recipe that Chanyeol and I made together?" You ask with a smile on your face. 

Maya's smile instantly drops, looking at you with disgust. "Chanyeol." She yells. 

"What?" He snaps, turning to look at her. 

"Do something." She whines. 

"You don't have to do anything, man. We're gonna go. Thanks for having us, Jongdae. It's been interesting." Baekhyun says. He looks at you and holds out his hand. "Ready?" He asks you. You smile at him, taking his hand and walking out, hand in hand with the man who made you the happiest you've been. 

** 

A few days later you're in your apartment, singing and dancing as you clean up the place. You no longer missed Chanyeol, his name no longer brought pain to your heart, seeing things that reminded you of him no longer made you cry. You had Baekhyun now, and he treated you like a queen. 

You're walking past your front door when you hear a faint knock. You open it slightly and see an exhausted looking Chanyeol standing on the other side. 

"Can we talk?" He asks. 

You didn't want to hear what he had to say, but you decided to be nice and let him in. 

"What?" You ask, sitting on your couch as he stands in front of you. 

"I fucked up." He blurts out. "I should have never chosen Maya over you. I didn't realize what I was doing at the time, Y/N, please forgive me. I miss you. I miss us. We were great together." He breathes. 

You're shocked. You had spent weeks crying over him, wishing for him to come to you and say these words to you but now it was too late. 

"You're a little too late now." You say to him.

"I know you're with Baekhyun, but I had you first." He says. 

You scoff at him. "How dare you? How could you come here months after you left me for Maya and beg for me back when I'm finally happy again? It took a long time for me to be okay. Baekhyun has been there for me, he was the one who helped put me back together. You chose Maya. You made your bed." You yell. "Get out Chanyeol." 

"Y/N please." He begs. 

"No, you need to leave. I don't want you. I don't love you anymore." You tell him.

Chanyeol walks out the door, looking back at you with tears in his eyes. You felt no remorse for him. You had felt the way he was feeling, it was his own fault and you refused to be torn apart by him  again. Chanyeol was now your past, and Baekhyun was your future and you couldn't be happier about it. 

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[yeongwvnhi]

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Pairing - Baekhyun x fem reader -> exes to lovers | Genre - Angst, fluff | warnings - none | taglist - @twancingyunhoe @trashlord-007 @tiddy-boys | synopsis - when Baekhyun and you broke things off a year ago, it felt alright, but you came to the painful realization that nobody could ever replace him or love you like he did | word count - 2.1k | thanks to @tiddy-boys for beta-reading ♡

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It's days like these, rain hitting the window in harsh taps and angry wind blowing, when the nostalgia hits the hardest. After all, you were always one to dwell on the past. It's just what you do. 

Every day felt the same after the two of you broke things off. You don't even remember why exactly you even ended it in the first place. The pain still sits deep, coming to haunt you when you least expect it. 

Rainy days like those just trigger the nostalgia, the memories and bygone feelings. 

It's 12pm when you check your phone, yet you're still laying in bed. The lack of motivation due to this sudden wave of sadness is something you're not experiencing for the first time. 

And it's killing you slowly. These feelings are eating you up from the inside out. 

Without even realizing, tears are running down your cheeks in even, salty streams. 

"Why am I even crying…" You mumble and lift your arm to cover your face, trying to make it stop. "God, I'm so pathetic" 

You try to manage to stop your tears, wrist harshly rubbing your eyes. After a minute or so, you succeed in stopping them. 

instead pick up your phone, unlocking it and opening Instagram. 

One peek won't hurt, right…? 

His name at the top of your searches seems to be mocking you as you hover your finger above it. Should you really do it? What if he found someone new and his profile is filled with couple pictures? Or what if he feels nothing and is glad to be alone? What if, what if, what if…

"Fuck it" you hiss and tap on his username, his profile popping up after a brief second of loading the page. 

He… hasn't posted anything for a few months, his last post being from October last year. 

Oh for fucks sake… is this a good sign or not? It could mean he's been seeing someone new, but it could also mean he's just been living his life like usual. 

So many possibilities, yet no resolution seems to be in sight. 

"This is so annoying, oh my gooood" You groan and smack your head into your pillow, laying sprawled out like a star with an annoyed pout on your face. 

"It's been a god damn year," You grumble, "why do I still feel like this?" 

The sound of your fist hitting the mattress of your bed is dull, not the way you wanted it to sound. "I hate this, UGHH" The frustration in your voice is for sure loud and clear, accentuated well by the 'ugh'. 

This whole situation is stressing you out. "I need a shower.." You mumble, absent-minded, as you fling the covers back and swing your legs over the edge of your bed. 

—

Despite the gloomy weather, you decided to take a walk outside. The rain still hasn't let up, droplets of it occasionally hitting your face. 

"Why is it so cold today? It's already spring…" You mumble quietly to yourself, eyes strictly trained on the path in front of your feet and head held low. 

You're so lost in your thoughts, you don't see the person headed your way. 

And apparently, the person doesn't seem to notice you as well. So your shoulders collide and you stumble, umbrella falling out of your hand and fast quick steps to regain your balance. 

"I'm so sorry! Are you al-" The man rushes to apologize, but his words get stuck in his throat as he takes in who he just, quite literally, stumbled into. 

Rain has hit you mercilessly, soaking you from head to toe within seconds as you stand there, paralyzed. "Baek…Baekhyun?" 

His eyes are wide and mouth slightly open in shock as he doesn't know what to say or do. 

He hasn't seen or talked to you in at least nine or ten months for sure. What is he even supposed to say? "Yeah… it's- it's surely been a while" he dumbly answers. "Ah! Your umbrella!" Baekhyun rushes to pick it up and hold it over your figure. 

But the damage is already done. 

You're shivering, dripping with water but still you've a tiny smile on your lips at the sight of him. 

You delicately take hold of the handle, fingers gently enclosing around the man's hand. 

He doesn't move to let go, just standing there and staring into your eyes. "I-" 

You cut him off by mistake with a sneeze, the cold creeping in deep. It feels like your bones might freeze, grasp around both Baekhyun's hand and the handle of your umbrella tightening, muscles contracting to desperately stay warm. "S-Sorry for interrupting you" You say, teeth clattering and eyes averting. 

"No no don't worry about it!" He insists, "but we should get you home, your hand is cold as ice, Y/N" 

"Ah… you're right" You nod and he flashes you a warm smile. 

"Do you still live in the same apartment or did you move?" Baekhyun asks, back to being concerned about your wellbeing now. 

"I- I still live in the same place" You reply, your free hand holding onto your jacket for warmth, but in vain. 

"That's too far away, my place is way closer" He objects and gently pulls you along, "come on, let's get you freshened up before you really get sick" 

You only manage an awkward nod and let him lead you along, a surprisingly pleasant silence engulfing you two. 

—

Baekhyun unlocks the door to his apartment and firstly puts both of your umbrellas away, taking off his wet shoes in the process and you follow along. 

"Come on, I'll show you the bathroom" He says and you tag after him. 

He opens the door, turns on the light and quickly pulls out two towels for you. "You can just use my shampoo, I don't have anything suitable here for you, sor-" 

"Thank you" you break his rambling. "You wouldn't need to do this, so thank you" 

Baekhyun smiles softly, although his eyes tell a different story. "I'll bring you some clothes in a bit, okay?" 

"Mhm" you nod and give him a curt bow before he leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. 

You waste no time in stepping out of your soaked clothes and into the shower. 

You set the water to a nice warm temperature and rinse off the cold first, feeling relieved. 

Then there's a knock. "Hey Y/N, I'm putting some clothes on top of the washing machine for you now" he announces before opening the door, doing as he said and then leaving just as quickly as he came. 

"Still the considerate guy he always was…" You mumble with a sad smile, old memories coming back to haunt your mind with sweet images of the two of you. Him always knocking before he'd enter a room you would be in to announce himself. 

You loved that about him, he was always mindful of others and you're happy to see it hasn't changed at all. 

—

You finished quickly and put on the clothes he gave you. Some boxers and a way too big on you, black shirt. You dried your hair as best as you could with the towel he gave you and made sure you don't look like a lion by patting down your hair a bit. 

"Baekhyun?" You timidly call out after opening the door a bit. 

"Yeah?" He replies and you hear his footsteps approach. "What is it?" 

"Uhm- Where to put my wet clothes?" You ask. 

"Oh- Hold on, I'll put them in the washing machine" He says with big eyes and opens the machine for you to put them in. "I'll dry them after they're washed so you can change back, alright?" 

You nod quickly and thank him quietly. He opens the machine and you put your clothes inside, him doing the rest. 

"So, uh-" 

"Do you want some water?" He quickly asks, ears flaring red as he avoids your eyes. 

"Sure" you squeak back and follow him into the kitchen. He gets a glass out of a cupboard and fills it with water before handing it to you. 

You nip at the liquid as Baekhyun leans against the countertop adjacent to you, eyes taking in your figure. 

He missed seeing you in his clothes, you always looked so good in them. He just missed you in general. 

The reason why the two of you broke up a year ago? 

Baekhyun remembers it all too well. 

It was a work related thing actually. The two of you worked in different shifts and barely saw each other, yet alone had time for any couple stuff. 

Free days? Spent alone or arguing about never seeing each other. 

And at one point you had said to just break up. In that moment Baekhyun felt like he was hit by lightning, body stiff and eyes wide. He couldn't believe what he heard. Baekhyun felt anxiety cursing through his veins as his brain processed your words.

You had told him that you wouldn't hate him, but that your situation at that time just didn't allow any dating. The two of you never had hard feelings about the outcome, but it was hard to suddenly go back to being alone. 

And now you're here, in his apartment, wearing his clothes and smelling just like him. He can't believe this is happening. 

"Uhm, so" You speak up after setting the glass down on the other counter behind you. Your hands come up to grab the surface besides your waist and you avoid the man's eyes. 

"Yes?" Baekhyun can't help the hopeful hint in his voice as he urges you to continue your thoughts. 

"How has life been for you?" 

A chuckle escaped his lips at your question, shoulders jumping up and down in the process before he answered. "It's been rather boring but nice, if you get what I mean? I found a different job and work from home now" 

You nod quietly, "I've also found a new job and my shifts are less hectic" 

"Have you… found someone new?" 

You halt at his inquiry, gears in your mind temporarily stopping and he seems to take the lacking answer the wrong way. A frown pulls at his normally friendly and soft expression, making him look grumpy and bothered. "I see" 

"No, no! I- I haven't found anyone!" You quickly say, "I just… I couldn't move on" 

His expression changes to a sad smile, although he's kind of glad you're still somehow his. "Me neither" 

You scoff lightly, a cheeky smirk suddenly on your face. "No wonder, nobody could put up with your annoying ass anyway" 

"Hey!" He exclaims in shock. 

"I'm joking, I'm joking!" You insist, holding your stomach and laughing. "You're bearable most of the time" 

"That doesn't make it any better!" Baekhyun whines and you laugh out loud, hand flying up to cover your mouth. 

"Still the cocky little girl you've always been" He fires back and you snort. 

"Like you're one to talk" You roll your eyes at him and he exhales through his nose. 

His hands grab you by the collar of his shirt you're wearing and unexpectedly pull you into him. You squeal, hands shooting up to brace against his broad chest and you look up to be met by his cocky smile. "You never knew when to stop, no change at all there" he playfully nags. 

"Shut up" You weakly fight back. 

Baekhyun chuckles and you feel the rumble drumming against the palms of your hands. "How come you haven't moved on?" 

You lower your head, hands fumbling with his shirt. "Well… I came to the conclusion that just nobody could replace you. Nobody could love me like you did…" You mumble against his chest and Baekhyun feels a smile creeping up on his face. 

"I felt the same" He whispers back and his arms move to pull you into him more by your waist. 

After hearing that, you look back up at him with big eyes. "Really?" 

He nods and flashes you a bright smile. "Even though we fought a lot and barely had time for each other, I never stopped loving you" 

"Shut up" You almost whimper and move your hands to pull him closer by the back of his neck, lips meeting in the middle. 

Baekhyun's eyes almost fell out of their sockets before he came to his senses. 

One of his hands found its place on the back of your head as he moved his lips against yours with fervor. He greedily breathes you in, not wanting this to end as moves his mouth against yours. 

You shiver when his tongue meets yours and that's when you draw the line… for now. 

He chases after you for a second and you chuckle, dazed eyes meeting yours. "Slow down tiger" you say and peck the corner of his mouth. 

"Okay, okay" He smiles and pulls you in for a hug, "will you let me love you again?" 

"You bet" 

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[baeklination]

WHINY LITTLE B.

Date: 210824

Warnings: SMUT 🔞, masturbation, au! needy semi-exhib. Baekhuyn

Pairing: Baekhyun x F. Reader

WC: 470

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"Why don't you care about me..?", Baekhyun whines, clutching at your arm, wanting to put it on his bulge.

"I care about you, but I don't have time", you tell him, putting your foot through the bunched up stocking in your hands.

"You could've made time… Are you even attracted to me anym-"

"Baekhyun..! Please."

Annoyed at his remark and his hanging over you while you're trying to get dressed, your words come with a warning tone to them. Backing off, he pouts. You know it's at least 50% acting and 40% is his own doing, but the remaining 10% gives you a guilty conscience, so you turn and lift his head.

"I really don't have time to sit, but if you do it and tell me when... Okay?" Noting a tug of his mouth you continue, cooing. "Isn't that what you wanted? To come for me?"

Baekhyun nods and runs his hands along your legs.

"Woh, careful", you say and lift his hands. "If your nails get caught it's game over for these. And I think it's my last pair."

"Oh, sorry", he smiles, then gets a glint in his eye. "So… You'd have to go to work without any..?"

"M-hm", you agree and stroke his thigh. "And maybe I wouldn't be wearing any panties…"

His chest rises when you squeeze his bulge.

"And maybe you had to pick something up from the floor..?" Baekhyun takes over, working, pressing with his hand, exhaling shakily.

"...just after I'd been thinking about you, Baekhyun. How you made that cock come for me, showed me how much you like me…"

He scoots back on the bed and inches his boxers just below his balls, the elastic band giving them a push.

"Yeah, let me come for you…", he moans, pumping himself steadily.

You kiss him on the leg and get up, continue dressing - although at this rate you might have to change a few pieces.

"My good boy…", you encourage him, grabbing a blouse from the closet. "I'll have plenty of time to watch you tonight. You think you can do it for me again?"

"Yes...yes…", he pants huskily. "I'll do whatever you want...uh…"

Even after all this time together his ultra needy state makes you smile. Baekhyun really would do anything.

"Soon", he stutters as you close the clasp of your wristwatch, so you go over.

He pulls you in, clutching at the back of your thigh, pushing his forehead against your stomach, then looks up with glossy eyes.

"Are you watching me?"

"I'm watching, baby", you assure him, combing his hair with your fingers.

Closing his eyes, he smiles with contentment, then he goes stiff and releases a guttural sound; you gasp and back away. Too late - whitish liquid runs down your shin accompanied by Baekhyun's piercing whines.

#baekhyun smut #baekhyun sub

[enluv]

enha + songs they'd listen to from my playlist

— ot7 x no reader!

warning(s): absolutely none!

coco's ♡ note: hi besties this has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHS, I kid you not i started this forever ago and am just now finishing it so...enjoy!

◜heeseung◞

BAMBI by baekhyun

heeseung is absolutely in LOVE with this song and he doesn't even know why like he added it to his playlist when it first came out and has listened to it ever since. i'm a firm believer that he is a baekhyun stan and he admires him dearly! shot he might even cover this song one day if belift allows it (they won't but he literally does not care he'll ask until they say yes).

◜jay◞

KISS ME MORE by Doja Cat ft. SZA

yeah jay is a doja cat stan and I will forever stand by this. he finds this song because of how many times he's heard it on his tiktok fyp and it gets stuck in his head so what does he do? he adds it to his playlist and loves every minute of it. probably learns the dance if there is one. the other boys tease him relentlessly but he doesn't care because he absolutely loves the song and all her other ones too!

◜jake◞

MARTINI BLUE by DPR LIVE

besties...I know you're all tired of me talking about dpr live but this wouldn't be complete without one of their songs! I firmly believe that jongseong introduces khh/krnb to the boys and jake just eats it up. he absolutely loves it and has a lot of different artists in his playlist such as live and ian (some gray & big naughty too)

◜sunghoon◞

MARIPOSA by peach tree rascals

hear me out, okay? okay! this man just wants to vibe after a long day at work and this is the perfect song to do it to. i'm sure he puts it on while he's taking a shower and just let's loose. probably finds it through suggestions from engenes because I'm not sure how else he would but once he does listen he's HOOKED ! plays it for the other boys too and when they're just lounging around on a day off, he'll turn it on for them and they all feel so carefree with it.

◜sunoo◞

Melting by Kali Uchis

y'all think sunoo doesn't like my queen? well you're obviously wrong! he does and he listens to her religiously ✋🏼 no criticism. melting is that one song that makes you feel like you're in a euphoria episode and i personally think sunoo would love euphoria so guess what? he loves this song! you can find him playing it in the boys dorms and singing along (i don't make the rules this is #true!)

◜jungwon◞

beside you by keshi

right and when wonie covers this song?? imo he'd freaking love this song! (just like me ahhh) he is a keshi enthusiast! probably annoys the bys with how much he plays this song but he's not sorry because it's so good and they should be blessed to hear such a good song 🙄.

◜riki◞

Curious George Theme Song by Dr.John

THIS IS NOT A JAB AT RIKI OKAY! the curious george theme song is so good. it can put anyone in a good mood okay and I firmly believe riki would love it for that reason! he started listening to it ironically but as time went on he starts listening to it so that he feels happier and calmer when needed! 10/10 song. recommends it to engenes at fansigns!

coco's ♡ note: yeahhh my cb as an enha writer!!

#THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR MONTHS! THANK GOD I'M FINALLY POSTING IT!! #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x no reader #enhypen fluff #heeseung enhypen #jay enhypen #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen sunoo #enhypen jungwon #enhypen riki #enhypen niki #enhypen drabbles #enhypen blurbs #enhypen headcanons #enhypen oneshots #enhypen