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|| Chanyeol!SugarDaddy || Part 1 ||

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Summary: You stumble across a sugar daddy website. Since you are struggling with paying for things for college and books, you follow your friends’ advice and start to look for a sugar daddy. 

You sit on your rolling chair in fluffy white shorts and a long sweater that reached your knees. You were tapping your pencil on you forehead calculating the money you owed. You groan in frustration and pick up your phone to call your best friend, Tiffany. She recently got out of her piles of debts, faster than she should have. You wanted to get in on whatever she was doing.

 Your fingers skillfully dial Tiffany’s number. You wait until it rings four times before she finally picks up.

“Hello? Y/N? Is there an emergency.” she said, her voice laced with worry.

“No no! Umm.. I wanted to ask a question.” You say softly.

“I swear to god Y/N if you came to me to ask about the history homework, I don’t know!” She starts to scream in the phone.

“Tiffany! It’s not that! Umm… since your debt situation was cleared so fast, I want to learn how you did it.” I ask shouting back at her.

The line suddenly goes quiet.

“Hello?” I said with a softer voice this time.

“I don’t know if I want you in this business Y/N.” She said softly.

You eyes brighten with realization.

“Tiffany? Are you in the prostitution business?” You whisper into the phone as if someone was listening.

She yells through the phone and said, “NO OH MY GOD NO! I have a sugar daddy!”

“OH! Um, how did you get one?” You say as you lean back in your rolling chair.

“I used a website an-” She suddenly paused.

“You can only do this if you are truly desperate Y/N. You hear me?”

You nod and then managed to choke out a “Yes, I’m desperate!”

Tiffany hangs up and sends you the link to the website. You roll yourself back to your desk of billing and tax papers and open your computer. You type in the website onto the computer and wait for it to load. You swirl your chair around a couple of times and finally, it loads.

 You begin scrolling through the suitors.

A man that has a wife and wants to have sex on the low? That’s a definite no!

A school professor, age 30 and looking for someone under 19. Very kinky, into extreme BDSM. Not only is that a no, that’s disgusting. You feel a cold chill creep up your spine.

A CEO of a Hostess Suite just wants to spend time with someone. Likes to paint and not looking for a sexual relationship unless you want it. You tilt your head at his bio and start looking through pictures.

Woah! He’s handsome.

He looks like a decent guy and enjoys to paint too? You quickly private message him and got up to take a quick shower. You doubt this would work, after all, he could be a whole other person.

as you finish taking your steamy shower, you dry your wet locks and check the computer for the message. Surprisingly, he messaged you back.

‘Hello! I’m Chanyeol and I’m interested in meeting up with you. Come to this place and say that I sent you. See you later princess.”

You core fired up after hearing the nickname you’ve always been wanting to be called. You gulp nervously and reply to Chanyeol’s message with a,

‘I’m glad you are interested in me! I’ll stop by at 6:30 pm! See you later.’ You hit send and began to throw on some nice clothes and style your hair to impress Chanyeol.

 You walk out of your apartment, receiving a couple of compliments as you walk downstairs. You call a taxi and text Chanyeol you were on your way. Still hesitant, you decide to text Tiffany where you were arriving just in case something goes wrong.

You arrive at the hotel and you’re met with a warm breeze. You take your phone out of your purse and head towards the front desk. The man looked at you with a smile and said, “Hey miss, how may I help you?” I cough nervously and hand him my phone. “H-here, I came to meet Chanyeol.”

He tilts his head at the messages appearing in front of him. Then a sudden realization washes over him. “A-Ahh, You’re looking for Mr.Park.” He comes in front of you and offers his hand politely. “I will take you to him, he’s probably in his art studio upstairs.” 

He leads me to the elevator and pushes the button for me but he doesn’t get in the lift. I stare at him, confused. “When the elevator stops on the 15th floor, get off and turn a right and the 9th door will be your destination.” He gives me a smile and a wave. 

My palms start to sweat, all of these questions start to hurl at me. What if he gets disappointed when he meets me in person, what if he’s not at all like the profile picture? I should have thought this through and maybe did a background check on him. 

Before I could facepalm myself, I arrived at the floor. I follow the gentleman’s directions and I’m face-to-face with the 9th door on the right. I take a big gulp and gathered my courage to finally knock softly on the door. After knocking, I could hear some shuffling behind the door. 

When the door opened, I was faced with a gorgeous man with gray hair, a boyish grin, big ears and a paint-smeared face. He chuckles nervously when he opened the door with his artist smock still on. He takes it off hastily and invites me in. 

He scratches his neck and blushes slightly. His mouth kept opening and closing like a fish trying to ask you a question. He finally managed to get words out and said, “Do you want a drink?” 

You shyly shake your head, yes and he fumbles to get a cup from the kitchen. You smile at his clumsiness and then turn your attention to his artwork. You gape in awe at the fine details he put into this painting. 

You suddenly feel a tap on your shoulder, bringing you out of your daze. He hands you a glass of orange juice and beckons you to sit on the couch beside the painting. You start to sit and he focuses his attention on the art.

Confused at the meaning sugar daddy, you were wondering why he wasn’t making a move on you. “Hey, this sugar daddy thing…What exactly will I be doing?” You ask softly.

“Hmm, I don’t know. I wasn’t really looking for sex, but if you want sex I can give it to you. But I was thinking of having someone I can talk to and spend time with.” He answers honestly. You look at him surprised at the explanation and begin to relax in your seat.

You end up having a wonderful conversation with Chanyeol until it the sky grew dark. You look at the time and stand up from the couch. “Hey, Chanyeol I have to go now. When do you want me to come back?” 

He stands up and walks to his computer. “I’m going to transfer the money to your account. How does 1,500 sound?” You gasp at the amount, hoping he was joking. He chuckles at the disbelief on your face and pressed enter.

You check your phone to find $1,500 transferred to your account. He gives you a genuine smile and gives you a hug. “I really enjoyed spending time with you. Come back whenever you want, If I really need you then I will just contact you.” I nod at the suggestion and happily hug him back.

He sees me off until I get off the elevator on the 1st floor. I smile to myself as I walk out of the hotel.

What a good man.

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I was not ready for SEHÜN 🥵 I don't think anyone was ready, but here's my second edit! 😌

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Edit made by me 🙃

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Honestly, I couldn't just pick one Sehun 😩 but I mean could you blame me 😅 just look at him, exactly 🙂 but hope you like the edits I made! SEHUN 🤩

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CHANYEØL 😳 edit made by me ♥️

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xiumin + love shot mv

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This man here 🥵

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Exo’s 4th album: The War

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190714 Hoseok’s Tweet

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190714 Namjoon’s Tweet

고맙습니다 🥺

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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

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Fr though!

‼️ stop thinking people who listen to kpop want to be korean ‼️

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Literally the air I breath 💖

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I might have cried also.

WHAT HAS CHANGED SINCE LAST YEAR:

“I don’t have bad thoughts.” - Jimin, Festa ‘19

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Alone Time - Yandere Hoseok

Just one.

You just wanted one day alone.

Was that too much to ask?

Apparently it was.

“Baby. I won’t be gone long.”

Hoseok frowned. “But I had something planned.”

You sighed. “You always have something planned. Can’t we do it another day?”

He was quiet for a moment. “What’s so important that we should have to delay our plans?”

“Nothing. I just want some alone time.”

“Alone time? But then you wouldn’t be with me.”

“Yes Hoseok, that’s what alone time means.”

He looked at you with his doe eyes. “Di-did I do something wrong?”

You sighed feeling bad.

Hoseok almost never did anything wrong. He always took care of you and went out of his way to make you happy.

You sat down next to him on the couch. “No baby. Of course not. You did nothing wrong. I just want to have some me time. You know?”

He shook his head. “There’s never a moment where I wanted to be away from you.”

Your heart fluttered but cringed at the same time. “Baby. I’m not you. I’m different I just need some time away. Like I said I won’t be gone long.”

He frowned but nodded. He almost never said no to you so you weren’t worry about being able to go out. You just knew he’d put up a fight.

You leaned in and kissed his cheek. “You know I love you right?”

He nodded. “Where are you going?”

You know you’d have to tell him. He’d never let you out if he didn’t know where you were going.

“Maybe a movie?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Maybe? I need you to be sure so I can know where you’ll be.”

“I’ll go see a movie Hoseok. Then I’ll get some lunch at the sports bar up the street. Okay?”

He gave you a plastered on smile. “Okay.” He kissed you and gave you a tight hug not wanting to let go.

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After your movie you made your way to the restaurant.

Your stomach was growling as you sat at a table and the waiter took your drink order.

Your phone dinged and you checked it to see a message from your boyfriend.

-Miss you 🥺 how was your movie? Will you be home soon?

You smiled and typed your response.

-I miss you too, the movie was great. I shouldn’t be out much longer. I’m at the restaurant now, I just ordered my drink.

The waiter came back and you gave him your order and he disappeared again.

-Baby. Hoseok sent another message.

-I wanted to surprise you so I’ve decided to have lunch with you but I don’t see you anywhere. Where are you?

Fuck.

You sighed.

-Hobi why? This was supposed to be my alone time. I told you already.

-Princess. Where are you?

-A place I was walking by was having a special so I went there instead.

-What place? I’ll meet you there.

You groaned and put your phone down choosing to ignore him.

Your phone continued to vibrate with messages before it rang.

You sighed and grabbed the phone.

“Yes Hoseok.” You flatly answered the phone.

“Baby you haven’t responded to my messages. You’re worrying me. Where are you?”

“I’m safe.”

“That’s not what I asked princess. Please. Please tell me where you are. I’m going crazy.”

“Hoseok. I told you I’m fine. You don’t need to worry.”

“I won’t come. Just tell me where you are.”

You shook your head. “No. I don’t believe you. You’ll show up.”

The phone was silent for a moment and that terrified you.

It was about a minute later when you heard him speak again. “I’ll ask your one more time sweetheart. Where are you?”

You could hear the forced smile in his voice.

He was upset and you hated making him upset.

It scared you.

“I’m just near by the theater Hobi.” You said sweetly trying to appeal to him.

“I want that address in 5 minutes, do you understand baby?”

“Yes.” You hung up the phone and texted him your location.

You weren’t surprised when Hoseok showed up 10 minutes later.

He practically ran over to you. “Are you okay?” He took hold of your face and inspected you.

You frowned at him and pulled away.

He took a sigh of relief and sat next to you leaning his head on your shoulder as if nothing was wrong.

You took a deep breath to try to relax.

“Ma’am,” You waiter spoke as he approached the table. “There was a problem with our oven so your food hasn’t gone in yet but we’ll get it out as soon as we can.” He smiled. “Thank you for your patience.”

He walked away and Hoseok sat up.

“Is that why you came here, the great service?” He teased.

Hoseok wasn’t always so openly jealous but with his obvious annoyance still lingering it just added fuel to the fire.

“Don’t.” You warned.

He raised an eyebrow and pouted. “Baby. I’m just asking a question. He seemed really interested in you. He must be giving you great service am I right?”

You stayed silent.

He stood and dusted his pants.

“Let’s go. We can eat at home. I’ll still have time to do what I planned.”

You were furious now.

Who the hell did he think he was?

“I don’t care about your stupid plans. I’m not leaving. Not everything revolves around you. I want to stay here so I’m staying.”

“At the cost of the waiter?” He asked innocently.

You could feel all the air leave your body. “W-What?”

He shrugged and smiled. “I’m just saying. Is it worth it? Do you really want something to happen to him?”

“What are you-“

“Is that what you want?”

You shook your head and he smiled, this time genuinely.

He stuck his hand out and you reluctantly took it.

He pulled you into his side and led you out of the restaurant.

“I can’t wait to show you what I had prepared.” He excitedly spoke.

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