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rscenarios · 7 years

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Youngjae - Strained

We had an anon request, “Youngjae hurt his vocal chords Fluff “ and since I’ve felt under the weather myself I wrote this up. This scenario is completely fictional, at this time (and to my knowledge Yoo Youngjae is healthy!

Please excuse any typos since this was written completely on my phone. I checked it over, but since I’m pretty tired, I’m not confident all mistakes were caught.

Please enjoy! As always, thank you for your support

-Admin Em

With the hussle and bussle of the tour it wasn't surprising that you didn't hear much from Youngjae. What was surprising was that you hadn't heard from him since his break started. The last message he’d sent was from three days ago when he was on his way back to Korea saying that he couldn't wait to see you.

You hadn't expected to see him that night or even the following day. You didn't want to be clingy asking what he was doing, but you were worried. Although your romantic relationship was new, you know Youngjae would tell you if there was a problem. Youngjae always spoke his mind.

He probably got sucked into one of his games, you think.

You decide to find something to do to just as your phone rings with Jongup’s name flashing on the screen. “Hey Jongup, what's up?” you answer.

“Hey _________, are you busy?” Jongup asks, you can hear Daehyun yelling in the background. You can't make out what he’s saying.

“No, I’m just at home. Is everything okay?”

“Well-”

“GET BACK IN BED!” Daehyun shouts. There's a scrambling noise that follows and a few more yells.

“Hey ________,” Daehyun speaks into the phone as the noise continues. “Sorry about all that. Youngjae is sassy I convinced Jongup to call you. Anyway, as Jongup was about to say before Youngjae got out of bed despite my orders, Youngjae has laryngitis from vocal strain and has been too stubborn to text you because he’s idiot that doesn't think this is the sort of news to send over text. And us telling you isn't good enough or something. But he’s a well meaning idiot that misses you and I am not around to play nurse we thought you should.”

You're surprised and confused at the words, but you manage to tell Daehyun you'll be there right away. It's a quick trip to the B.A.P dorm and Jongup doesn't take long to let you in. “He’s in his room,” he tells you instantly. “I’m sorry we didn't tell you sooner, but he insisted.”

“You were respecting his wishes,” you say as you remove your shoes. “I can understand why you did it. Plus he should be able to tell me these things himself. Just promise me if something serious does happen you'll tell me.”

“Promise,” Jongup smiles before he returns to whatever he’d been doing.

You take a deep breath before knocking on Youngjae’s door, although you don't wait for an answer since you're sure he’s been told not to talk. When you enter the bedroom you see a notepad lying beside a lump of blankets that Youngjae is hiding under.

You sit down beside the lump and read his note. “Please leave. I don't want you to get sick.”

“Jae, you're not going to get me sick. Besides, you're worth getting sick for,” you assure him.

The movement under the blankets tells you he’s shaking his head.

Gently, you move the blankets away from his face so he can breathe the humid air and so you can press a hand to his forehead. Your heart clenches at how tired he looks. His eyes close and he melts into your touch. He doesn't seem to have a fever, but you still grab a thermometer and check. Normal temperature.

When you remove the thermometer you ask, “Do you want some water?”

He nods, so you move to get him some. You walk faster as you hear him coughing. When you return you see him writing on his notepad.

You settle down with the water in hand and wait for him to finish writing. When he’s done you hand him the glass and take the pad. “I’m sorry I didn't message you at all. I’m sure you were worried, but I didn't want to bother you with this. It didn't seem right to tell you about this through text, but it should have come from me instead of Daehyun and Jongup. Also, I didn't want you to feel pressured to come here or anything.”

“Yoo Youngjae, when I agreed to go out with you two months ago that meant was going to be here for everything. Good and bad. You shouldn't be afraid to tell me your sick or that you need help. Even if we were still just friends I would be here,” you tell him.

He takes the pad back and starts to write again. As he does this, you decide to fill the humidifier up more. When Youngjae starts coughing you ask Jongup, “When was the last time he had cough medicine?”

“Late last night. He wasn't coughing earlier. It's already in his room.”

With a nod you head back into Youngjae's room to set the humidifier up again before grabbing the medicine. “Take this,” you order while looking at the new note.

“Thank you for being the best. I promise that I won't hide anything for you again...except fun surprises. I’m glad you're here. I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too,” you smile, taking his hand to press a kiss to it. Your smile grows as he smiles back at you. How you'd missed that smile. “I hope you aren't pushed too much when the tour resumes.”

Youngjae lets go of your hand to write again. “I’m sure I’ll be fine with you taking care of me now.”

“I’ll always take good care of you,” you promise. “Do you want soup or anything light to eat?”

Youngjae shakes his head.

“More water?”

At this he nods so you quickly get him some. When you return he has his laptop pulled out with Netflix open, signalling he wants to watch a movie with you. “You were worried about making me sick and now you want to cuddle?” you tease.

Youngjae pouts at you until you press a quick kiss to his forehead before settling in. He takes his water and selects one of the recommended movies then rests his head on your shoulder. He moves away to cough now and then, but after a while his breathing sounds slow and steady, making you think he’s asleep until you hear a soft “I love you.”

You aren't sure of it's Youngjae or the movie until you hear it again slightly louder.

“I love you too,” you reply, running your fingers through his hair as he nuzzles your neck. “But you're supposed to rest your voice.”

“Couldn't wait,” he grins before yawning.

“Get some sleep, you need your rest,” you tell him. He nods, wrapping an arm around you. It doesn't take long before he’s asleep.

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noona-clock · 4 years

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When BAP Babysits with You

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the gifs used in this post.

Yongguk

When you tell Yongguk you can’t come over to his place tonight because you have to babysit your niece, he’ll be a little bummed at first. But then you ask him to help you, and his whole mood changes. He’ll take it very seriously! He’ll buy some books to read, download some movies, and he’ll buy his favorite type of ramen to cook for you guys. He’ll be very patient and sweet with your niece, and you’ll know immediately that you want him to the father of your own children one day! *swoon*

Himchan

Himchan would immediately volunteer to help you babysit your next-door neighbor’s kid -- you wouldn’t even need to ask! He would want to play games with him, make up songs with him, watch dramas together... Himchan would basically do all the work for you. And when you try to split the money with him at the end of the night, he would insist that spending time with you was more than enough payment for him. But he wouldn’t say no to you buying him dinner.

Daehyun

When you find out you have to babysit your younger sibling instead of going on your date with Daehyun, you would invite him over to help you out since you still want to see him. He would hesitate at first, but once you tell him you’re going to cook a meal with 9 side dishes, he would at your door in minutes. He would be perfectly content spending a cozy night in with you and your sibling -- as long as you have a lot of soft, snuggly blankets and a movie-musical DVD to watch! Pair that with your delicious cooking, and Daehyun honestly might never leave.

Youngjae

Once Youngjae hears you have to spend the night babysitting your nephew, he immediately responds with, “Oh, yay! I’ll be right there!” He’ll arrive with a schedule filled with only the most fun activities, the most important one being video games. He will literally spend hours in front of the television playing games with your nephew, and you’ll actually have to pull them away because you need to make sure he (your nephew, not necessarily Youngjae) is fed and bathed and ready for bed before your brother gets home. At the end of the night, Youngjae tells you more than once that he had so much fun. If your brother ever needs a babysitter again, he will gladly help out!

Jongup

“Babysitting??? I’m... not so sure about this. We’ll just be... sitting? With a baby? For the whole night?” When you tell him that, in fact, you will be taking care of a young child, he lets out a sigh of relief. He’ll totally help! He’ll want to teach the kid how to dance, maybe read some mangas together, and he’ll definitely bring over McDonald’s. The next time the parents call you to babysit, they ask you to bring Jongup with you since their child is specifically requesting his presence. You can’t even be offended, though, because any time you spend with Jongup is a good time.

Zelo

When you invite Zelo over to watch your boss’s toddler son for the night, he’s a little hesitant and nervous at first. He doesn’t know much about taking care of small children... You assure him it’s really not much different than taking care of a puppy, and that instantly sparks an idea in him. He’ll bring Mochi with him! He asks if that’s okay, of course, and once your boss approves, Zelo’s worries vanish. Your boss’s son is delighted to see Mochi, and when Zelo offers to teach him how to dance and rap, he’s even more delighted. He ends up dancing and playing with Mochi so much that he falls asleep before it’s even bedtime. “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” you asked Zelo as you’re lounging on the couch waiting for your boss to come home. “No, it wasn’t. You did lie to me, though.” “Excuse me?” “This was way more fun than taking care of a puppy.”

#bap reactions #bap imagines #yongguk #himchan #daehyun #yoo youngjae #jongup #zelo #kpop reactions #kpop imagines #bap #kpop #bap fluff #kpop fluff

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agust-june · 4 years

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Descendants of the Stars and the Gods

Chapter 3: The 7 who Disobeyed Master

The stars weren't the first of Zeus's creations to rebel against him no... it all started with Prometheus...the one who created man and rebelled against Zeus himself. He was different from the other immortals; he a titan who has a passion for his creations. Most Gods have passion in their skill I mean look at Ares and his love of watching men fight to the death. Or Aphrodite and her many lovers. Or Hera being a faithful wife to her cheating husband. But what made Prometheus different was that he cared for mortals. None of the Gods really cared about them. They were just people to use so that they can be worship and dispose of them as they pleased. Prometheus loved his creation so much that he defied his own king for them. First, he stole food from the king and then gave it to the humans. He stole fire so that they wouldn't be cold. But what happens to those who defy God? Easy they get punished for their actions.

Zeus had gotten chains Prometheus to a mountain and every day an eagle swoops in and devours his liver. Since Prometheus was immortal his liver grew back every night however the eagle came back the next day to eat it again and again. Prometheus would have to deal with his cycle for all eternity.

But Zeus didn't stop there no. He wanted to get back at Man for their disobedience as well. So he created the most tempting thing for a man. He created Pandora as the first woman. The one who will be the cause of their pain and destruction. Pandora was sculpted by Hephaestus, given the beauty of Aphrodite, was taught trickery and was given her name by Hermes. Pan meaning all and Dora meaning gift together it means all giving.

Pandora was a sight to behold all men but she wasn't given to them for that purpose. See Zeus decides to give Pandora to Prometheus's brother Epimetheus. Epimetheus was earlier warned by Prometheus to never take a gift from the Gods but he didn't think of it and excepted Pandora. As a wedding present, Pandora was given a small box porcelain box and was told to never open it. Of course, she opened it, after months of desire and temptation she finally cracked and she released death upon mankind. All the evils were released into the world all except for the seven of us. Well, Hope was there too but she wasn't that important.

Wrath, Gluttony, Lust, Sloth, Pride, Envy, and I Greed. We are chaos we thrive from the disaster we're the Destroyers of man. But Pandora shut the box and we were stuck in there until she came.

I remembered how she looked from her dark skin and curly hair all the way to her smooth face and dark brown eyes. When she asked the seven of us if we wanted to help her in the war I couldn't say no, she was too beautiful to say no to. The war was a blur but I knew for a fact all seven of us died on the battlefield. How? Because we were reborn again. And because we rebelled against the Gods we were sent down to Tartarus to spend our days here for all eternity. Which leaves you all caught up to this day.

"I'm soooo bored" Jooheon sighs leaning onto my shoulder "why are you leaning on me?" I ask turning to look at him.

"Why are you thinking Kihyunnie?" I get up making him fall onto the floor and I chuckle as I watch him groan in pain. "oh come on let me lay on you or play a game with me something!"

"There's nothing to play here and you know that"

"We can play Truth or Dare!"

"We play that all the time!"

"Fuck mary kill?"

"No, I don't wanna play games. Go bother Hyungwon or Minhyuk" I rolled my eyes and turned away from him. But he quickly followed me.

"I already did! They told me to bother you!"

"Then go to Shownu"

"He's sleeping!" Figures...Shownu is always sleeping, but I guess that was his Sin. "Did you ask Chang-Kyun?" He shook his head no and went to bother him. Thank the Gods he's gone...The last thing I need is Jooheon bothering me. Honestly, I don't know how long we've been here. We stopped counting after ten thousand years after the war. But then again time doesn't exist for our demons, Gods, even the steller spirits. Why? Because time is infinite and it's only a thing for mortals, they don't really live long life spans which makes me pity them. At first, we didn't know what happened to us after we were reborn but after some years we finally got it to piece by piece.

"Kihyun, we have to go," Hyungwon says coming into my room. "Where are we-

"Hades wants to speak with us"

"Who did he send?"

"Thanatos" I shouldn't be surprised Hades does really like to send after Hermes, A. He's too busy B. Hermes can be annoying and C. He'll lose us in a matter of seconds especially Jooheon. Thanatos was completely different. He was more serious about his job the only soul he's ever lost was Sysifus but that's only because he was a really clever mortal. We greet Thanatos as he puts us in our chains, you can never be too careful with us demons. Or at least that's what Hades last said to us when he wanted to meet with us.

"Hades to what pleasure do we have of meeting you again!" Jooheon laughed making his joke as Hades didn't look to pleased with it. Hades was a really stern man but from what I can tell he enjoys his job until mortals or something like Jooheon gets on his nerves.

"Why are we here this is disturbing my napping session," Shownu says

"Yeah I was also busy doing something as well" Wonho also says

"Busy? Oh please, you guys don't do anything but sit around your prison and Shownu all you do is see the mortal realm through your dreams" Shownu didn't like Hades comments one bit. Shownu can see the outer world in his dreams but he doesn't really like for people to know his dreams. I only just so happen to stumble upon him talking to a mortal. So for Hades to know what he's doing in his dreams was an invasion of his privacy.

"If this what you wanted to talk about then can we leave?" Wonho glared at him.

"That's not what I wanted but you may leave if that's what you wish"

"Alright, Thanatos put us in our chains" Jooheon called as the god of death returned. It wasn't until we were in our chains that Hades spoke up.

"But don't you all want to hear the proposition I, Athena, and Zeus have for you all?" We then all turned to him. Proposition? From the Gods? It was a tempting offer, I don't trust it. Not one bit.

"Nah we'll pass," Shownu says and we all agreed with him.

"So this is how you want to spend your eternity in Tartarus. Forever? You all don't want to be free?" If there was something we hated it was that we were put here. To spend our days here with each other to never see anything or anyone else but us. But freedom came with a price.

"Freedom comes with a price does it not?" Jooheon snapped eyes turning yellow as he glares at the God.

"There is no price all you have to do is go to school and swear your loyalty to Zeus" and there it was the golden answer. However Hades left off some details, there was more to it and even more of a reason not to trust the Gods.

"We W-"

"We'll do it" Chang-Kyun cuts off Shownu and hurries up to speak. We all could believe him, how stupid could he be.

"We will go to school, and swear our loyalty to the king of the Gods" Chang-Kyun said as Shownu was about to speak up again Chaekyhun quickly shut him down. Hades, on the other hand, was dealing with something else.

"Yes. I'll be there soon. Thanatos take them back and you boys start Next week!" Hades said rushing off and Thanatos already being here taking us home. When we get there and Thanatos leaves Shownu quickly lunges at Chang-Kyun.

"What the hell did you sign us up for!" Shownu yells as Changkyun has this big smirk on his face. "He's not the only one who's upset, how could you decide our fate like that!" Minhyuk's voice spoke in irritation.

"Swear our loyalty? Why the hell do we need to swear our loyalty!"

"Trust me I have a plan," Changkyun says but I wasn't having it. There was something more to this.

"What is your fucking plan then huh?" I say trying to be cool as winter. I swear if it's some dumb shit I'm going to beat the shit.

"Revenge" it was at this moment we all wanted to kill that piece of shit. I walk over to him and smack him dead on the spot.

̈Piloting against the gods? Only a fool would do such a thing we could end up back here or worse we could never be reborn again!” I lash out at him but this time he gets up.

̈ ̈Kihyun!̈ Jooheon yells but I didn't care. I stood there in Changkyun ́s face as he stared at him with pure shock. I've never been the type to hit any of the boys but this was my tipping point. Revenge? Was he insane?

"Oh come on Kihyun after all the gods have done you want to stay here for something we didn't even do. The gods stole our lives away we had families Hyungwon was a king, and you had what? Two kids and a wife and Zeus stole now you wanna stay here in this prison ̈

"don't talk about my wife or my kids! We already had our chance and look at where we ended up! I'd rather be here than dead!"

"Kihyun is right. We had our chance we should let it go" Shownu says telling me to back away from Changkyun.

"I can't" Hyungwon shakes his head "Changkyun is right. We can't let the Gods get away with what they did to us" Minhyuk stated

"I have to agree at first I thought to commit such a treasonous act was beneath me, but as I look back why would I sit here in such place for all eternity when I can be sitting in the heavens" Hyungwon smirks at his idea. I'm not surprised he'd always do something to his own personal gain.

"Alright, Hyungwon and Minhyuk agree what about you Wonho, Jooheon?"

"He's right. If we get closer to the Gods we find their weakness we could beat them" Wonho says which leaves Jooheon to decide.

"I don't know. Revenge sounds nice, at first I forgot where I came from. But if I go through with this I don't think we'd come back here or live at all on that matter" Jooheon admits in which he's right. Revenge would be the best thing for their already damned souls but they don't even know if they'll succeed let alone survive if the Gods find out they'll be in their wrath. Shownu thinks for more than five minutes. He's so in thought we don't want to throw off his concentration.

"Alright. Changkyun as much as Kihyun and I don't like your idea. We're bounded by each other and we always have each other's backs. The majority voted for you Jooheon is neutral and it's just me and Kihyun so we might as well join you and this plan. However, if there's any sort of sign that your plan is going nowhere we're backing out of it. And NEVER go back to such an idea" that whole speech is what brought me to school for the Gods.

A week or so later we showed up at school. We didn't have any bags to pack. Hades had a dorm hall for us thanks for that I could never live the children of the enemy going to school with them was enough. The morning before we were taken by Thanatos Hermes came with outfits for us. They were from the goddess of love herself. She said she didn't want us to look like we had just got out of prison. It's so Ironic haha that we are getting out of prison! Like what did she expect? Then Persephone sent each of us some clone for our personal sent. Then we got hair cuts from Athena. It was like we were dogs being groomed for some disgusting pageant. What happened later was the icing on the cake. Our pledge to The Gods. It made me sick to sit through such a degrading thing. Of course, it was all a lie for our true plan but still, I hated it.

I was ready for school and every other change that was going to piss me off. And what do you know it did. The school was so big and the campus was enormous these kids were spoiled by the Gods. It was ridiculous. I hated it here and I wanted to go back to the shit hole in hell. That was until I saw her again. At first I couldn't believe it. I thought she was dead but she survived after all. But what was she doing here? It's for Gods, Goddess, and the seven of us only. I then walk ahead of the guys and "accidentally" bump into her.

"I'm sorry I wasn't looking!" As soon I heard her voice I knew it wasn't her but who was she? And why does she look like Gem?

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jae-bummer · 7 years

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💕Happy Youngjae Day! 💕

#yoo youngjae #BAP #youngjae #BAP youngjae #happy birthday youngjae #yoo youngjae fluff #bap fluff #pink #bap moodboard #bap aesthetic #youngjae moodboard #youngjae aesthetic

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scrapimmortal · 5 years

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@ makestar give me this in hd you cowards

#b.a.p #yoo youngjae #youngjae #fancy #fluff

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iwritekpopthings · 5 years

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Day 3 - Holiday Trip (Youngjae)

Characters: You, Yoo Youngjae Word count: 347 Genres/ Warnings: Fluff

For @spooky-babyz #12daysofBAP (although it also ties into another Youngjae story I've written)

"Where are we even going?" You asked Youngjae as he led you up to a ski lift. "The day is almost over, it's too cold to ski, I'm getting tired, and-"

"Yeah, yeah, hush." Youngjae grinned sassily at you while he pushed you to sit down on the lift. He sat down next to you just in time, as the lift left the ground fairly quickly.

"Youngjae, this is supposed to be a relaxing holiday getaway and so far all I'm getting is stress." You told him. He knew you weren't being completely serious, though. The past two days had been full of cute laughter and fun up at this ski resort. This was the last night of your trip and although you were hoping to relax, if you were honest you were happy just being together with him.

"You think you're stressed?" He shook his head, looking away dramatically. "Imagine taking care of you for two days. That'll give you stress."

You laughed and kissed his cheek. "Sorry, sorry. I know I can be a handful. But hey, I'm your handful~"

He tried to play it cool, but you could tell he was blushing from what you'd said, not the cold. "You're so cheesy." He complained, unable to completely hide his endearing smile. "Anyway, pay attention, this is what we're riding this for." He pointed straight in front of you and as you reached the summit, a beautiful sunset scene was laid out below you.

You eyes widened and you squeezed his hand. It was your tradition to chase sunsets wherever you went, but this was the best yet. The blood reds and oranges fell onto the swirling snow; yellow tinged the tips of the white-covered trees; shadows deepened, which only made all of the colors that much more intense. "I have no idea how you always time this so perfectly... But thank you, Youngjae."

He kissed your cheek, keeping his face close to your's. "You're welcome, baby." You turned and kissed his lips as the lift began to return to the bottom of the slope.

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#baplibrary #12daysofbap #b.a.p fanfic #b.a.p #yoo youngjae #yoo youngjae x you #gender neutral mc #fluff #kpop fanfic #chasing sunsets is an idealistic/ romantic thing for me sorry not sorry

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koreabooeauty · 6 years

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The people that we were before and the people we are now have changed, you were perfect for me then, perfect for me now. You are perfect for me.

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notanotherscenarioblog · 2 years

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It Takes Two (Request)

What can I say? It's been edited. :V enjoy!

As Youngjae & I were getting ready to go Christmas shopping, I was in our bathroom staring down 3 positive pregnancy tests. I couldn’t help but stare between the tests & my stomach. I can’t believe that it’ll be growing.

"What will he say? What will he do? Is he gonna break up with me & have me do this on my own?" were my immediate thoughts. I have an appointment today but there's no telling what he'll say or do when I tell him.

I unconsciously started weeping & Youngjae walked up, hugged me from behind & asked, “what’s wrong baby?”

I turned around, keeping my head low, “ Oppa I-I have s-something to tell you.”

He stared at me, urging me to continue.

“I-… I’m pregnant.”

There was an eerie silence & when I looked at him, he looked like I had told him I had cheated on him.

“Really!? Are you sure!?”

I nodded, “I set up a doctor's appointment for today to confirm it.”

He looked so terrified, he just shook his head then ran out towards the front door which left me so shocked & confused, I dropped to the floor weeping.

3 hrs later.

"Congratulations Mrs. Yoo, you're 13 weeks pregnant!" the doctor said.

I started crying for the nth time today & that's when she comforted me.

"Do you wanna set up your next appointment?" she asked. I said yes & when everything was set & done, I went to my car, buckled up & took off home.

When I got home, I was surprised to see the lights on. I walked towards the empty room we have & was surprised when I felted someone pick me up, spin me around & put me back down. Youngjae peppered my face with kisses but I was too shocked to react because there was allot of baby stuff in the room.

"W-what's all this?" I asked.

“Yeobo I'm so sorry for the way I reacted. I was shocked at first but I'm not mad. I went shopping for baby stuff.”

“Oppa! We don’t know the gender yet!”

He gently kissed my nose, “That's okay, I just bought a few necessities.”

I saw the "few necessities" being a baby crib, car seat, playpen, the big stuff. Needless to say, we forgot about the Christmas shopping & ended up in our living room talking about our future.

#ksj4u #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #bap scenarios #yoo youngjae scenarios

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prettywordsyouleft · 5 years

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Kiss Me Again

Request: #88 + #100 for anon – “Can I hold your hand” and “Don’t make me say it”

Anonymous said:

88, 100 with BAP Youngjae?

Pairing: Yoo Youngjae x reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 667

You huffed as you watched Youngjae shove his hands further into his coat pockets, shivering against the wintry night air. He glanced at you and smirked. “What’s got you pouting?”

“Nothing,” you replied, staring ahead as you walked along at his side. You didn’t want to admit that you had just figured out that your jacket’s pockets were in fact dummy ones, a design flaw to many women’s clothing in your opinion. Subtlety tapping along your sides, you realised your pants were also pocket-less and folded your arms across your chest indignantly instead.

Youngjae eyed your posture and chuckled. “Doesn’t look like nothing. You’re not going to throw yourself on the ground and throw a fit, are you? It’ll be unbecoming of you right after acing that work presentation just now.”

“I’m not going to throw myself on the ground,” you insisted, shaking your head at his statement. “I have no reason to.”

“It’s cold huh?” he pointed out and you grunted in response. “It seems like the weather is only going to get worse this week too.”

You barely paid attention, too focused on your plan of going home and pulling out every clothing item you owned that had fake pockets. This injustice needed to be made more aware of in your purchase choices in the future. Until then, you were left to hide your fingers in your sleeves, hoping that would keep the chill away from them against your sides where you had buried them.

Youngjae sighed dramatically and you looked over at him, furrowing your brows together. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” he chimed back, and you rolled your eyes at his playfulness. You noticed he pulled his closest gloved hand out of his pocket then, swinging it freely near your side. You glared at him; the motion was making you colder. Youngjae glanced at your distaste and smirked again. “Do I need to make an offer?”

“What for?”

“Don’t make me say it, Y/N. You really need to learn that being fashionable for the office isn’t everything out in the real world.”

Of course, he had picked up on your discomfort. And instead of being like most people, Youngjae was flaunting the fact that he had gloves and working pockets. You wanted to hit him, but you were worried your fingers would fall off from being frozen in the process.

For a few more minutes, you ignored his cleverly worded offer, not wanting to give Youngjae the satisfaction that you needed to rely on him for something. Although he was your friend, he was also someone who liked to toy with your emotions. If you gave in right now and asked for a favour, he would definitely hold this above your head for weeks to come.

But the train station was still another fifteen minutes away and you were shivering now. “Fine. Can I hold your hand please?” you asked dryly and Youngjae feigned to think about it. You didn’t wait for an answer, yanking the glove off his hand and then placing it on yours instead.

“Hey!”

You then grabbed the exposed hand you had just robbed the glove from, shoving your linked hands into the depth of his coat pocket. You moved as close as you could, your fingers now burning at the sudden temperature change. You sighed in content despite the sensation, knowing you would be at least comfortable until you got to the terminal.

Youngjae was staring at you, his expression stunned. He then grinned and nudged you with his shoulder playfully. “That was smooth.”

“I might be pocket-less but I’m definitely not clueless.”

“I don’t know about that,” he murmured, his lips placing a chaste kiss upon yours before pulling back. “I bet you didn’t know I’ve wanted to do that for a while.”

You blinked a couple of times, recovering faster than you had expected. “No, but I’m glad you did. Want to kiss me again?”

“Why?”

“I need all the warmth I can get right now.”

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coffee-for-himchan · 6 years

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Soft texts with B.A.P who, for some reason, suddenly felt all the love in this world towards you and decided to express it through fluffy, adorable texts to brighten your day (and possibly get you to come over since they miss you tons).

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fluffyjae · 6 years

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#art comparison #b.a.p #youngjae #yoo youngjae #bap #kpop #fluff ball #this is my first shitty attempt i hope that i get better at this bc i want to continue this #soft-tabi inspired me so check out her art comparisons they're wonderful

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sinnobuns · 7 years

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Senses (Jooheon/Reader)

Author: ADMIN COLLAB (Def+Guki)

Prompt: “Hi~ I hope you guys are having a wonderful day :D If you don’t mind could you write a fluffy angst for Jooheon from Monsta X maybe something where you get close to another idol like Yongguk from b.a.p and he gets insecure? If you guys do it it would be absolutely perfect! Love yall!” @k-popcollage + A smut scenario with Jooheon, about when he feels insecure about his body and you show him that he’s gorgeous? Something affectionate and a way to show him how beautiful he really is and how much you love him, please?” @Anon

Words: 3.6k

A/N: This was so much fun to write, you guys! Admin Guki is still having problems with her writer’s block, but she’s working on it so please be extra patient and send her lots of love on this fic! Admin Def is hella busy with work but will be doing her damnedest to get shit done this week! Thank you guys for supporting us! We love you!!

You opened your eyes and rolled over, expecting to feel your boyfriend’s broad chest against your back but coming up empty. Instead, there was a note on his nightstand that read:

Baby,

I had to get up early and get my butt to practice.

Dating an idol is hard, right? I’m sorry.

I know, I know. I owe you.

Maybe dinner this Friday at Charlie Chow’s? And then Netflix and chill?

I’ll make it up to you somehow, I swear I will.

All my love,

Heoniebear

You huffed and rolled your eyes, your anger flaring up. Dating an idol was fucking infuriating. He was never home, and it was always about everyone except you and him. He deserved to be home and to have a break, and you deserved some time with him. You rolled back over and sat up on the edge of the bed, checking your phone.

There was a text from Yongguk, wanting you to meet with him for coffee.

What time? You keyed.

His response was almost instant. 12? And then maybe we could see a movie after?

Yeah, okay. What would you wanna see?

Idk what’s even playing, but we’ll figure it out when we get there. I’ll see you in like, an hour or so. Don’t worry about getting pretty. Jooheon will flip his shit if he finds out you put on makeup to go out with me.

You couldn’t help but giggle. He was right, Jooheon would have a cow. You could see his sulky face in your head, hear his voice squeak as he complained about you even going out with your best friend.

You pulled at the hem of your sweater, insisting that you wear this specific hoodie of Jooheon’s, even though it was frayed and full of holes. It was his favorite, and smelled the most like him. The heather grey material was still as soft as it was when he’d bought it, and you reveled in the scent of him as you dragged a brush through your hair and pulled a beanie on over it.

Yongguk showed up right on time, and, as always, brought you a bouquet of sunflowers. He pulled you in for a quick hug and you put the flowers in a vase, then led you out to the car.

“Beans and Brews?” he asked, climbing into the driver’s seat.

“Yup,” you nodded, “I’m jonesing for an iced chai.”

The previews had just started and Yongguk had settled in next to you. The bucket of popcorn sat in Yongguk’s lap, and you turned to him, grabbing a handful.

“This has been so fun,” you whispered.

“I don’t know why we don’t do it more often.” Yongguk snatched a handful from the popcorn box in front of him.

“I usually just sit at--” you were cut off by your phone vibrating in your pocket. “Hang on,” you said, hoping it wasn’t Jooheon. You pulled your phone from your jeans, and sure as shit, it happened to be your boyfriend. “Hold that thought,” you said, and squeezed past his knees and out into the lobby of the theater.

“Hello?”

“Hi,” he said, sounding like he was nearly out of patience--and was that a hint of sadness you detected?

“What’re you doing?” you asked, your cheeks reddening.

“I got off early and came home, so I’m sitting at our apartment with a sandwich.” You could hear him scoff at himself. “What are you doing?”

“Yongguk wanted to see a movie, and he took me out for coffee. We decided to make a day out of it.”

“Oh,” was all he said, and you could practically hear him rolling his eyes on the other end of the line. “So, does he always bring you flowers?”

You sighed gustily, readying yourself for an argument. “Yes, Jooheon. He always brings me flowers. You just never come home before they die.”

“That’s not my fault.” he was defensive. “I just wanted to know who’s bringing MY girlfriend flowers and making me look like a jackass.”

“Jooheon…” you started, “you’re being ridiculous. That’s my best friend and the fact that I can’t hang out with him while you’re literally leaving me alone ALL THE TIME to go to work is the furthest thing from fair that I’ve ever heard. I’m not gonna be stuck in the house waiting for you to come home like a dog.”

He took a deep breath, exhaling too slowly for you to determine whether or not he was mad. “I’ll tell you what’s not fair. You acting like you’re single and like you can just hang out with other guys without even asking me first--”

“You’re not my fucking dad!” you cut him off, positively seething. The theater employees were staring by that point, but you were too wrapped up in arguing to care. “I’m a grown-ass woman with a boyfriend that I love--”

“You sure as fuck don’t act like you’re my girlfriend, Y/N!” he was yelling now. “If you want to be with someone like him, someone covered in tattoos that’s so obviously hotter than me, then why don’t you just stay gone tonight?!”

You know what, Jooheon? I fucking will.” Your finger slammed down on the red button, leaving him to argue with the phone instead of you. You power-walked into the theater again, this time sitting down wordlessly, so pissed off you were shaking.

“What the fuck happened?” Yongguk whispered. His honey brown eyes were warm with concern, but you didn’t answer, just shook your head and watched the movie on the screen in front of you.

You hadn’t even been able to focus on the movie, you were so mad. How fucking dare he think that something was going on between you and your best friend since gradeschool. Jooheon could be so insecure sometimes, and it drove you insane. You kept thinking of ways to get back at him as the movie played out in front of you. I’ll give him something to worry about, you thought vindictively.

Yongguk’s hand pressing to your thigh to still your angry leg-jiggling pulled you out of your inner monologue. You hadn’t even realized you were doing it. “Dude, are you even watching the movie?”

You shook your head. “No. I’m too mad,” you admitted sheepishly.

“We can leave if you want. I’m really not that invested anyway, and you seem like you need a vent session.”

“He’s such a jerk. He thinks that I’m cheating and that I’m fucking around with you-- and don’t take this the wrong way, but I know you way too well to be attracted to you,” you said, your eyes falling to the table as you took a sip of beer from the can in your hand.

Yongguk took a sip of his own beer, smiling at you. “I’m the same way with you, man,” he giggled. “I just don’t understand why he’s acting like this. He has no reason to worry. You’re fucking obsessed with him.”

“I know,” you said. “I’m just so tired of him being gone all the time while I sit at home and be alone and miss him. It’s not like I shouldn’t be allowed to have a life.”

Yongguk nodded. “You deserve to get out and do things. No one should be home all the time,” he murmured.

You drained the last sip of beer from your can, and Yongguk reached across the table to pat the back of your hand. “It’ll all be okay. Go take a shower, relax a little bit. I have some sweats and a tank top you can borrow to sleep in, and then you can just take the bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“You sure?”

He nodded again. “Yup. I don’t want your back problems acting up because you had to sleep on the couch. Now hurry up, before I change my mind.” He smiled jokingly, but you bolted from the table and scurried up the stairs, just in case.

You crept into your apartment, unsure why, in all honesty, because the likelihood of Jooheon being home was slim to none. You were quiet as you hung your jacket and set down your things on the end table near the couch. Soft clanking from the kitchen caught your attention and you froze, unsure if you should announce your presence or ignore your boyfriend entirely. Before you could think it through thoroughly, Jooheon was standing in front of you, still stirring his coffee.

“Hey,” you mumbled.

He nodded his head in acknowledgement, snuck past you, and found his place on the couch before flipping the TV on. He was almost pretending you didn't exist and a large part of you wanted to make him feel like you weren't phased.

You sat on the opposite end of the couch, pulled your feet onto the cushion between the two of you, and stared at him. You twiddled your thumbs as you admired him. Even in the pissed off and sulking daze, he was beautiful and suddenly-- you were annoyed.

He was a dick yesterday, and here you sat admiring him? You scoffed to yourself and he let out a noise that was probably a frustrated laugh but came out more as a grunt.

“Are those your boyfriend’s clothes?” He didn't even look at you.

“No!” You shot back with more vigor than intended. “I mean, yes, but he isn't my boyfriend. Stop.”

“You leave yesterday to have a day date with another man, don't come home, and then show up this morning wearing his clothes. Sounds like a boyfriend to me.”

“Jooheon…” You took a long breath, but it didn't help- you started crying anyway. “I love you. What else can I do? I literally spend all my time waiting for a text or call from you. You're the only thing I talk about and I'm sure it's annoying as hell. I just get lonely with your busy schedule, but if you think that I would ever do anything to jeopardize this relationship then I’m sorry for wasting your time.”

Jooheon’s eyes were glued to the TV. He nodded absentmindedly and you watched his tongue press anxiously against the inside of his cheek. You nodded your head to yourself and inhaled deeply to try to stop crying, but it was no use.

You stood up slowly and tried to think of something to say, but nothing seemed right. Instead, you started to walk away.

“It's not you...” Jooheon called, finally turning on the couch to face you. “Don't walk away.”

You stopped and stood in silence, waiting for him to speak. After a long pause, he sighed. “You deserve so much better than me you know? Better than this entire relationship. I’ve always known that and I wondered how long it would take you to realize it.”

You stepped back towards the couch, this time sitting right next to Jooheon. You opened your mouth to speak, but he shook his head.

“I'm always busy. I get that.” He took your hand and fiddled nervously with your fingers.

“You deserve to have someone who can be here more and you deserve someone who is better over-all. I know I’m not the best looking guy. I should look better, diet better and work out mor-”

“Okay no. Stop.” You interrupted him. “Jooheon, is that what this is really all about? You think you’re not good enough for me?”

He nodded, and you scooched closer, almost placing yourself in his lap when he dropped your hand from his.

“That is the furthest thing from accurate.” You grabbed his hand again and kissed his palm. “If anything, I am not good enough for you. You work your ass off, and I’m needy and selfish. I know I require a lot of attention and I’m so sorry but don’t ever for a second think that I want you to change. Not your career or the way you look. You have no idea how breathtaking you are.”

Jooheon attempted to shield his frown with a smile, but you could see right through it that he didn't believe you.

“Can I show you?”

He chuckled. “Show me what?”

“How beautiful I think you are.” You smiled, and stood up pulling him up with you and pulling him toward your bedroom.

Jooheon sighed softly as you wrapped a silk fabric snugly around his eyes. “Babe, come on.”

You noticed him chewing nervously at his lip and grazed your thumb across his bottom lip slowly before giving him a gentle kiss.

“Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.” He sighed again. “It’s just-”

“Then stop talking.” You giggled and pushed him back against the bed, and straddled his lap. “I don't need you to see what I do. I want you to feel it.”

You took your time unbuttoning his shirt, making sure your fingertips grazed his skin and ran slowly down his chest to the next button, and the following one. He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth as you ran your fingernails down his arms and slipped the shirt off him.

You smiled, noticing the way his breathing had changed. He was fidgeting nervously with the sheets on the bed, and you knew that would be the best place to start. You grabbed his hand and nuzzled your cheek against his open palm before kissing the tip of each of his fingers.

“Your hands are probably my favorite thing about you.” He laughed slightly and you smiled and bit playfully at his thumb before kissing it. “You do this thing when I’m driving. You sit, lost in a daze, staring out the window and you tap your fingers along to the beat of any song that plays. Even if your hand is on my thigh or your own. I always smile and glance over to catch you deep in thought, but you don't ever notice until I break the silence myself.”

You watched as a smile pulled at Jooheon’s lips and when you brought his hand to your lips again, he brushed his fingers across your cheek and snuck them under your chin. He ran his thumb across your lips and you kissed it.

“God, I love when you touch me,” you breathed. “In the most innocent of ways, too. When you rub your thumb in lazy circles against my hand while you hold it. The way you fiddle with my shirt or belt loops when you kiss me. Especially the way you touch my hips first thing in the morning. Waking up to you is a blessing.”

You let go of his wrist and his hands braced your thighs as you leaned forward, giving him another kiss and admiring the prominent smile on his face. You smiled to yourself before starting again.

You kissed his cheek. “These god damn dimples.”

Jooheon giggled and reached for the tie around his eyes, but you pushed his hand away.

“Babe!” He whined. “Come on…”

“I’m not done with you yet... You could sweet talk your way out of murder with these dimples. Oh! And this spot?” You kissed him just below his jaw and he inhaled sharply. “This is my favorite place to kiss. You always squeeze me tighter when I kiss you here.”

You noticed Jooheon shake his head as he loosened his grip on your thighs. You sat up straight in his lap and traced figures against his collarbones with your fingertips. You hadn't noticed before, but Jooheon was rock hard beneath you and you felt blush creep across your cheeks. You had hoped you were making him feel better, but you didn't imagine you’d have him so turned on.

You traced a path across his chest and flicked your thumb playfully over his nipple. He shivered beneath you in anticipation.

“I love how sensitive your nipples are. I know just where to touch to make you weak and sometimes, all that control goes to my head.”

“Fuck,” he exhaled.

You were trying so hard not to giggle . It was mesmerising the way he could seem so innocent and yet so completely lust blown all at once. You ran your hands across his stomach and grabbed his waist.

“I love your stomach. How loud it growls first thing in the morning. How pudgy it is when we eat way too much take out. How the water runs down it when you shower with me just drives me insane. And your hips--”

“You gotta stop.” Jooheon’s hips jutted forward as your nails traced the bare skin. He pulled the silk tie from his eyes and tossed carelessly on the bed. “I think we should jump to the make up sex.”

You started giggling as he flipped you over and as he kissed along your neck you continued...

“God, I love how impatient you get when you're needy.” You moaned quietly at his hands tugging at your sweat pants. “Do I even have to mention what your lips do to me?”

At that, Jooheon kissed you.

“Stop talking.”

You started to speak but Jooheon grabbed the collar of your shirt and ripped the material off you almost instantly.

“And if you ever come home wearing another man’s clothes again--”

“What will you do?” You taunted.

He tilted his head warningly and this time it was your turn to shove him over. You climbed back on top of him and rolled your hips menacingly against his hardened length. You finished Jooheon's handiwork and ripped the tank top the rest of the way off your body, tossing it carelessly at his face.

“You’re such a tease.”

You rolled your hips against him again, smiling at him the entire time. He never took his eyes off you, not even while you lifted yourself out of his lap, pulled his pants down his hips, and slipped slowly between his legs.

Your eyes locked with his as you gripped his shaft and delivered small kitten licks to the top of his cock. His hips jerked slightly and his mouth fell open in a gasp.

“Shit,” he breathed.

You continued teasing him. You licked a solid line from his balls to the small bead of precum dripping from his tip. You smirked before running your tongue slowly across his slit and humming at the taste of him. He moaned and tossed his head back into the pillow.

“I need you, babe.” He was panting and you chuckled because you had only been teasing him and yet he was already so desperate to be inside of you. “Please. I can’t take it anymore.

You finally caved. You were growing needy yourself and you crawled off the bed and slipped your sweatpants and underwear off your hips and down your legs. Jooheon watched you with lust blown eyes, and you bit your lip to contain another smile.

“How do you want me?”

He pulled you on top of him and your lips met instantly. He kissed with such hunger, but still a lingering gentleness that had you melting into his touch. Your lips didn’t part even for a second as he rolled the two of you over so he could be on top. His hand moved down your thigh until his fingers slipped under your knee so he could push your leg up towards your abdomen. He knew that was your favorite and you let a soft moan slip from your lips as his cock brushed against your clit.

You looked between your bodies and watched as he rubbed himself up and down your slit with a devilish smile, spreading your arousal up to your clit and back down again. You squirmed beneath him, lifting your hips in a silent plea to get him to fuck you.

“I thought we were done teasing!” You whined.

He chuckled and gently inched inside of you. His grip on the back of your thigh tightened, and he moved your leg over his shoulder. He took his time rolling his hips into you, and with each moan he started moving slightly faster. You put your hand over your mouth to quiet your moans, and Jooheon shook his head.

“Don’t do that. I love how loud you get,” he spoke between grunts.

You felt yourself blushing and started to giggle, but he thrust into you so hard your eyes screwed shut and you screamed his name.

“Fuck, Jooheon!”

Each time his thighs slapped against you, you felt your walls clenching around his cock. Your legs were shaking, and you let out a long whine, feeling the sensation boiling in the pit of your stomach. Jooheon pushed your leg off him and leaned down, biting your lip playfully before kissing you. You moaned against his lips and wrapped your arms around him.

“Come for me baby,” you cooed. “God, I’m so close.”

“You want me to cum on your stomach?”

You nodded quickly and a loud moan ripped through you as you dug your nails into the soft skin of his back. Your orgasm pulsed through you and Jooheon fucked you through your high until you were painfully sensitive. You watched with tired eyes as he pulled out of you and pumped himself vigorously above you. Broken moans mixed with soft grunts spilled from his lips. His mouth falling open as his cum shot warmly across your stomach had to have been one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen. Jooheon glanced down at his mess dripping down your stomach, and then back to you before smiling.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

You rolled your eyes and covered your face with both hands. “Shut up.”

“I can’t help it.” He giggled, leaning over and kissing you. “You want me to start you a bath?”

You nodded and kissed him back. “Jooheon... I love you.”

“I know babe.” He kissed your nose before jumping up. “I love you, too.”

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noona-clock · 6 years

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Noir ♠️ Kingdom

A B.A.P holiday songfic series by Admin B! Enjoy!

Genre: 1940′s AU

Pairing: Youngjae x You

By Admin B

Le Noir ♠️ Skydive ♠️ Ribbon in the Sky ♠️ Killer ♠️ Fermata ♠️ Confession ♠️ I Guess I Need U ♠️ Chiquita ♠️ Walk ♠️ Now ♠️ Kingdom

Power, wisdom, Patience and innovation Do you possess all these? Thou who wishes to wear the crown, Shall bear its burden This is our kingdom

Honestly, it really hadn’t taken Youngjae long to get used to living here.

After that last job, he knew his career as a hitman was finished. He never wanted to experience that again - I mean, getting hired to kill your own girlfriend? Who was also an assassin and had been hired to kill you?

It was rough.

So he’d packed up his life and got the heck out of dodge. He left behind the dark, crime-ridden streets of the city and had moved half-way across the world.

Your favorite Christmas song had recently become “Christmas Island” by the Andrews Sisters, so in your honor, Youngjae had decided Christmas Island would be his new home.

And, honestly, the low-stress environment of island living made him feel like a King. He had hardly any worries, and he quickly realized that’s how he liked it.

The world you’ve been thinking of, let it go Take off the crooked eyes Listen, it’s a mysterious world you’ve never heard about Listen, in this place that we’ve made We make the kingdom A place we wanted so much A place we hoped for so earnestly, paradise I’ll show you a new paradigm Follow me, make you high

Of course, you had come with him.

That night in the alleyway had changed everything, obviously, and you’d both decided right then and there your love was too strong to go on like this anymore. And you needed a fresh start.

You had immigrated to Christmas Island the next month, even though neither of you knew anything about the place, you figured it was better to take a chance than stay here and risk getting caught by angry clients.

And now, almost a year later... your relationship was stronger than ever. Life on Christmas Island was completely different than anything either of you had ever known. It changed your way of living, it changed your perspectives, it changed your mindsets.

Youngjae could focus on treating you the way you deserved to be treated - like a Queen, of course - instead of worrying about letting his truth slip. And it was the same for you, honestly.

Your relationship was freed from the lies and deception and sneaking around.

This fallen world, give it up The star of my life is me

The light that wakes me up falls I hear a voice in the darkness

This world is a monster, I’ll stand up and fight This song is for the new world

With everything which had been going on in the world in the last several years, Youngjae truly couldn’t think of a more appealing life than the one he was living right now with you.

Of course, The Cold War had just been declared between the US and the Soviet Union, but... he didn’t really have to worry about that now, did he?

Sure, he would join whatever army he could and fight if it came down to another World War or something, but...

Being surrounded by water just made it feel like nothing in the world could affect him. It would be extremely easy to pretend war wasn’t happening. Extremely easy to just stay here with you in your little house on the beach.

Kingdom has come Raise your banners Gotta be a master face your monster Can’t contain me Don’t stop freedom is mine Higher than the sun My way (my way) I can’t stop

When he got home from work, you were out back hanging up the laundry on the line. He took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie, rolling up his sleeves to try and cool off. He still wasn’t used to being this warm in December, but he was actually learning he’d never liked the snow.

He stood in the back doorway, leaning against the frame as he watched you clipping up some towels to dry.

“Do you know how beautiful you are?” he asked with a slight smirk on his lips.

You glanced over your shoulder, and he could see your cheeks blushing from here. “How was work?” you asked.

He pushed off from the doorframe and shuffled up behind you, sliding his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“It was work,” he answered. He placed a kiss on your cheek, smiling against your skin when you let out a soft giggle. “I missed you.”

“Hey, did you hear? The locals say the crabs will coming soon.”

“Say what?”

“Apparently, a whole bunch of crabs collect on the beaches here every December.”

“Huh,” Youngjae chuckled. “Interesting. Guess they want to celebrate Christmas on Christmas Island, too.”

You simply hummed in response and continued on hanging up the laundry.

“Hey... you like living here, right?”

“Of course, I do,” you assured him. “The weather is nice. I have so much more freedom. And I don’t have to worry about being hired to kill my boyfriend.”

“So, you’re glad you decided to trust me and follow me halfway across the world? Even though this world we live in is crazy and could change at any moment?”

“Absolutely,” you said, turning around to face him. You slid your arms around his neck and pressed the tip of your nose to his. “I’m more than glad. I don’t regret one single thing.

A smile appeared on Youngjae’s lips, and he held you closer, tilting his head to press his lips to yours.

No matter what happened in the coming months or years - if the US went to war again, if people started blowing each other up - he knew he would always have you.

And he trusted you more than he trusted anything else.

Feel it, trust me, follow me Follow me

Tagging @cramelot , @brie02 , @pegacorn24 , @jjong-dae77 , @baekfanapleintemps , @sun-shinee-world , @aidachyan , @shinrin-yokeu , @babybee05 to let them know this has been posted! This is the final part, so I would like to say ‘thank you’ to everyone who has read, liked, commented, or reblogged!! It truly means so much to me!

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miss-noo-na · 7 years

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“Like The Movies” (Youngjae Fluff + Smut)

Title: Like The Movies

Featuring: Youngjae (B.A.P) x Reader

Rating: NC-17 Smut. Oral, couch sex.

Summary: Your friend Youngjae invites you over for scary movies, and its hard to keep your crush on him in check.

Requested by @kpopchangedme ! Thank you! <3

You stared into the microwave, wondering if it was a good idea. Wasn’t there something about not staring into microwaves because of the radiation or some such? You weren’t sure, so you were going to keep staring, because it was the best distraction for you at the moment.

It was scary movie night with your friends, or at least it was supposed to be. Slowly throughout the week every one kept dropping off like flies because of engagements or other excuses, until it was just you and Youngjae. You thought about dropping out as well, but Youngjae gave you sad eyes and you couldn’t resist.

You had no issue hanging out with him, in fact it was the opposite and that was the problem. You were good friends, but you’d been harboring a crush on him for far too long. Things were fine when you were in group settings, but anytime you were remotely alone together you’d get all nervous and clumsy, and then feel heartsick once you got home and had time to think about it.

Because of all this, getting comfy on the couch in the dark with him seemed like torture.

You pressed on, you could do this, it was only a movie. No big deal.

The microwave dinged and startled you, and you popped open the door to retrieve the popcorn. You cursed taking the hot bag out, trying to carefully peel it open and dump the contents into a large bowl.

Returning to the living room, Youngjae was already settled in the middle of the couch with a blanket wrapped around his legs. He grinned at you.

You took your place on the love-seat.

“Why are you sitting all the way over there?” He laughed. “Trying to hog all the popcorn?”

“I just wanted to give you some space.” You fibbed, not meeting his eyes.

He turned the blanket back next to him and patted the couch.

“If you give me some popcorn I’ll let you have some of my blanket.” He offered, which really wasn’t helping, but you didn’t want to be rude.

You moved over and sat next to him, careful not to touch him as you laid the blanket over your legs and put the popcorn between the two of you. Youngjae reached over to turn off the lights and started the movie.

“I heard this one is really scary, but I’ll be the judge of that.” He said through a mouthful of popcorn, and you simply nodded.

Youngjae was fairly talkative, which didn’t surprise nor bother you, usually you watched these movies as a group just to riff on them and have a good laugh. His talking did ease you somewhat, and you found yourself laughing and relaxing the longer it went on. You forgot about how close you were and instead began to enjoy yourself.

That was until the most awkward thing on earth had to happen in the form of a sex scene. Your giggles died down and you shoved a handful of popcorn into your mouth, letting your eyes dart around the room here and there, hoping it would end soon. And of course it had to be the longest sex scene on earth, or so it felt.

You expected to hear Youngjae make a quip about it, but when you glanced at him from the corner of your eyes his face was serious, jaw slack and eyes fixated on the screen. You shouldn’t be surprised, the woman was completely naked and writhing around and making impossibly fake sounds, but he was still a guy, after all.

Then you started to think a little too hard about him being turned on, and that only served to arouse your thoughts, and you choked on your popcorn.

Youngjae was startled out of his daydream and you felt his hand on your back.

“Are you okay?” He asked, concerned, which made your cheeks glow red in embarrassment in addition to your hacking.

“I’m fine.” You said through a strained voice. Youngjae moved the popcorn to the floor and reached over to the coffee table and picked up his drink, handing it to you. You nodded as you took a large gulp or two until your throat was soothed.

“Sorry for ruining the moment for you.” You said, gesturing to the TV. Youngjae let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Ah, she wasn’t really my type.” He tried to deflect, and you rolled your eyes.

“Perfectly thin with great hair and perky boobs, yeah sure, she’s no one’s type.” You said sarcastically, smiling a little to show your good humor, and he blinked at you.

“I mean, maybe to look at momentarily, but if I’m going to be with someone, there has to be more than that.” He explained, and you wondered how you got into this conversation, one that would most likely bruise your ego if you kept having it.

“Even just to sleep with?” You inquired, not even sure yourself why you kept pushing it. Call it a sick curiosity and desire to get your feelings hurt.

“Well, I don’t really sleep around, for obvious reasons,” he started, and that you could understand. His career would never allow that to be something done easily.

“But other than that, I like there to be an emotional connection. Besides, sexy is more something a person carries, rather than how they look.”

You put down the drink and awkwardly tugged the blanket closer around you, kind of amazed he was being so open about this with you.

“So someone like May, for instance, wouldn’t immediately draw your attention?” You asked, referencing your mutual friend. Everyone thought May was sexy; she just had that look about her.

“Maybe at first, maybe for a moment, but not much longer after that.” He shrugged, and you narrowed your eyes at him, not believing it. You’d been led to believe all your life that men were hormonal animals with one-track minds, and every guy you’d ever met did nothing to dispel that myth.

“You’re a cute girl, but unassuming.” He began to speak again, and your eyes widened.

“Un-unassuming?” You stammered back at him, and he half-smiled.

“Yeah, a little bit quiet and not someone who shows off a lot, but I think,” He paused, and then lifted a hand to push some of your hair back away from your face. “I think you have the potential to be sexy, you just need the right circumstances.”

His voice quieted with those words and you swallowed hard, trapped in his stare, wondering if this was actually happening to you. You laughed, an anxious, humorless laugh, and looked down into your hands.

“I don’t think so.” You said in a faint voice, and didn’t need to look up to feel him leaning closer to you.

“Can I ask you something?” He said near a whisper, and you felt his breath on your neck. All you could do was nod.

“Why do you think I asked you to come over here, even though everyone else bailed?” He offered. Had he actually planned this?

“Not that I thought anything would happen, I don’t want to sound like a creep.” He added with a chuckle. “But I did want to get closer to you.”

“I hope you’re not messing with me right now.” You said, eyes traveling up to catch his doe-like ones staring back at you. You wanted to melt into the couch.

“Not at all.” He said in a tone more serious than you’d ever heard, voice deepening and he seemed to be getting even closer, but he suddenly hesitated, pulling back.

“I’m sorry, am I making you uncomfortable? I’ll stop; I don’t know what got into me.” He spluttered, drawing further away, and you wanted to yell out or pull him back in by the collar. Instead, you calmly shook your head.

“No, no, its fine. I –“ You stopped short of confessing your feelings, somehow still afraid even though he’d all but confirmed he shared them.

“We’ll get back to the movie, kay?” He offered with a grin, turning away from you and grabbing the remote. You were about to admit defeat when a surge of confidence hit you. You laid your hand against the side of his face, turning him toward you once more and kissing him.

You immediately felt panic, eyes squeezing shut tight as your lips pressed into his, and as your heartbeat thumped in your ears you started to pull away to apologize. Instead, the moment he felt you drift off, Youngjae’s arms encircled you and pulled you forward as he kissed you back.

Your lips parted and he wrestled his way inside your mouth, kissing you deeply, exploring your tongue with his own. His lips were as soft and supple as you’d always imagined them to be.

You had the most peculiar swimming feeling in your head, like you were drunk, blood rushing through you and heat pooling in your lower abdomen. You held onto his arms, not even realizing you were clenching his sweater in your fists, trying to get a hold on something. You’d never been kissed like this before.

When Youngjae finally relinquished your mouth he panted against your lips, smiling, eyes fluttering open.

“I’ve waited too long to do that.” He said, pecking you a few times, and you giggled.

“I had no idea,” You sighed, relief from holding in this secret washing over you.

“I didn’t want to mess up our friendship.” He said then; face a little more calm as he did so.

He still held you close, his hands running up and down your back. They dropped a little further to the top of your hips and tugged.

“Come here.”

The way those words came out as he stared down at you with an enticing gaze, tongue swiping over his lower lip, you felt every bone in your body turn to jelly.

He tugged a little more and you pushed forward, following him as he sat back against the couch and pulled you into his lap. You felt self-conscious at first, not sure what to do with your legs, until he pressed one of his between your knees and forced you to straddle him. He gave you a mischievous smile, one hand reaching up to cup your face, pulling you down to kiss him once more.

You’d never seen this side of him, and his confidence in seducing you only turned you on more. You were moving so fast but every time he touched you or kissed you, your fear and uneasiness faded bit by bit. You wanted this too much, for too long.

Youngjae pushed up inside your shirt while ravishing your mouth, smoothing over your stomach until he cupped your breasts through your bra. He thumbed over the lace, making your nipples harden under his touch. You let out a whimper, swaying forward into the caresses, and he pulled his mouth off yours.

“See?” He said with a sly smile, eyeing your exposed uper body up and down before coming back to your face. “So sexy.”

You blushed deeply, sinking your teeth into your lip and looking away. Youngjae sat up, trailing kisses along your neck up to your ear.

“Don’t be shy, baby.”

Your entire body was screaming every time he spoke, still unable to believe this was happening and yet being reminded it was in fact real when jolts of arousal shot through you. Somehow, he knew how to push all the right buttons.

You lifted your arms as he pulled your shirt over your head, leaving you perched on his lap in just your bra. You felt his hardness against the inside of your thigh, and daringly rocked forward into it, eliciting a moan out of him that sounded like heaven.

He sat up to pull his sweater over his head, leaving him in a sleeveless shirt, wrapping his arms around you once more and nipping at the skin on your neck and chest. He fidgeted with your bra until the back came undone and the frilly item fell away from your chest. You tried to shield yourself, somewhat, arms pulled in tight, but he was already burying his face in it, his mouth attaching to one breast and his tongue circling the hard bud. As you moaned out, you began to move your hips until you were grinding against one another.

Youngjae held your back and began to move, laying you down on the couch and hovering over you. He tugged on your pants impatiently, and you had to reach down to help him undo the front. He kissed down your stomach as your pants were pulled completely off your legs and he was able to settle between them.

His kisses continued, moving now over your clothed center. You squeaked as he buried his face between your legs and nuzzled you, mumbling something about how sweet you smelled. He had to feel every part of you as closely as he could.

You felt exposed there half-naked on his couch, and were thankful the lights were still off, the only glow being that from the television. You seemed to quickly forget about it though once he placed those full lips over your covered clit and pressed a kiss there, humming as he did so.

“Can I taste you?” He breathed, eyes gazing up and piercing right through you.

“Mhm” Was the only sound you could muster, and he didn’t hesitate to slide his hands under the edges of your panties and pull them down your thighs. Once they were gone, he gently trailed two fingers down over your inner lips, spreading them apart.

“God,” He let out a shaky breath. “You’re so wet.”

And before you could form a thought, he encased your sex with his mouth, his tongue pressing and swirling over your clit. Your back arched up off the couch and your hands shot to his head, threading your fingers through his hair and, on one particularly well-placed lick, tightened against his scalp. He moaned, and the vibrations it sent through you drove you mad, eyes slamming shut as your hips began to squirm. You rolled them up toward his mouth and he rode every wave, not a single second went by without the constant lapping and sucking against your most sensitive areas.

“Youngjae” His name broke through the silence, leaving you in a breathless whisper. “I’m so – so close.”

He hummed, the kind of sound you make when something tastes so perfectly sweet, and sped up his ministrations. Your eyes drifted open for a second, noticing that he was watching you, not wanting to miss a moment of your pleasure. They slammed shut once more as your orgasm suddenly overtook you, and you pulled hard at his hair, crying out with each pulse.

Your hands fell away as your body relaxed, chest laboring in air, eyes unable to open just yet. You were aware of rustling, only vaguely, then felt a presence over you.

You finally looked up and Youngjae was at level to you again, his pouted mouth red and slick, eyes gleaming, and the way he looked at you made you shudder.

You reached down between your bodies and pressed your hand over the front of his pants, feeling his hardness underneath. His eyelids fluttered and he groaned.

You started to undo his belt, but he stopped you.

“Are you sure?” He asked sincerely, trying not to let his arousal cloud his judgment too much. “We don’t have to.”

You realized what he was thinking, that maybe you were feeling pressured since things were moving so quickly and he’d already pleased you, but that was the opposite of your train of thoughts. All you knew for sure in this moment was that you needed more of him.

You smiled at him as you continued to undo his belt and pushed your hand between his stomach and the band of his boxer, taking him into your palm and stroking him, making him moan again.

“I’m sure.” You said, leaning up to kiss him just to drive the point home.

He made work to remove the rest of his clothing, kicking them off his legs and settling back down between yours. He took his time, sprinkling kisses all over your face, neck and chest as he rubbed his cock over you, coating himself in your juice and making it unbearable for you both, until you were aching for it.

And in that moment, he slid himself oh so slowly inside you, centimeter by centimeter, until he reached the hilt. Your shaking arms held his head and you whined, because it still wasn’t enough. He then, with expert precision, rolled his hips into you.

“Oh, God.” You mewled, and you saw a smirk ghost over his lips, just before he did it again and again until he built up a steady rhythm, drawing himself back and lulling forward, stroking your insides completely with every motion.

He dropped his head down, nuzzling your face with his nose, vision fixated on you as he panted out small sounds of pleasure.

“You feel so damn good.” He said through gritted teeth, using every ounce of his will-power not to finish right then. Little did he know you wanted nothing more than to feel him lose himself inside you.

You pushed one hand through the hair at the back of his head and stared up at him, biting your lip and moaning in a way you knew would only make it harder for him.

“Please, Youngjae,” You begged, arching toward him, “I want to feel it.”

He surrendered, falling into you as his hips moved relentlessly, mounting in his pleasure. He pressed his face into your neck and groaned as his release shuddered through his body, and you felt every part of it.

You held him as he let his weight relax down on top of you, head resting on your chest as you both took a long moment to calm your hearts and lungs. You lulled your head to the side, eyes peeling open to see the credits were rolling on the TV.

“We missed the movie.”

“I’ll start it over again; you’re not leaving anytime soon.”

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