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[simmmjj]

OUT OF MY WINDOW

head chef! jay x server! reader

- you usually didnt make this many mistakes, and you sure as hell didnt expect jay to yell at you like he did. but his apology convinced you that he should get mad more often.

PART TWO OF THE FOOD CHAIN SERIES

MASTERLIST HERE

tags: head chef! jay, server! reader, friends to lovers, coworkers to lovers

warnings: cursing, yelling, MORE yearning(love to see it), consensual sex, p in v, unprotected sex(stay safe out there), mostly vanilla(ish??kinda??)sex, praise, use of pet names (princess), aftercare, MINORS DNI!!!

this one is also not super proofread (my bad)

word count: 2.6k

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“jay, im so sorry, but could i get this remade?” you look at him with a panicked expression. “it was supposed to be no tomato.”

jay sighs, annoyed.

“give me a burger on the fly guys, no tomato!” he sends a slight glare your way.

you didn't blame him. you were usually on point with your orders. rang them in perfectly, no mistakes.

but tonight was a different story, you had to come back after every other order, asking for it to be remade or on the fly because you couldn't seem to remember to ring it in.

“here you go” jay shoves the plate across the window.

you quickly thank him as you rush back into the dining room, handing your customer their food.

you were stressing, jay was clearly over your shit.

you two were friends in and out of work, went out for drinks a few times, grocery shopped together on occasion, you were pretty close.

the both of you have worked together for years and you had never seen him so mad.

you only got busier after that, the rush never seemed to let up tonight, and your section wasn't exactly ideal. it was bigger than the others and at the front of the restaurant, meaning being double or triple sat was inevitable.

you had tried so hard to get better with orders throughout the night, but the harder you tried the more you messed up.

for about thirty minutes you were doing good, slowly getting caught up with all your tables. until the moment that you run food out to your table, only to find your section triple sat.

you sigh as you give the food to your table, rushing to greet the other ones and get their orders in.

one table has been waiting for you to take their card, the seven top across from them all need refills, the old couple next to them need salt and pepper.

putting in order after order after order. you tried to make sure you got everything right. but apparently that didn't work out very well for you.

“jay wants you in the kitchen.” sunghoon, your manager says to you.

you huff and make your way to the kitchen, mentally preparing yourself.

“y/n what is this?” jay asks, shoving the ticket in your face. “your modification completely contradicts the order you put in.”

you explain to him why you put it in like that, telling him it was exactly what your table told you they wanted.

“im not understanding.” he says as he looks at the ticket again, eyebrows furrowed. “ this all makes no sense.”

you explain what they want again with an annoyed tone, trying to help him.

“i dont know what you arent understanding.” you finally snap after he argues with you again, the frustration clear in your voice. “ i modified it word for word what my table told me.”

“well, im not really trusting what youre writing down.” he leans in through the window. “you have done nothing but make mistakes tonight and ive fixed everything for you. i am tired of it.”

his voice is gradually getting louder, coworkers are starting to look over at the two of you, surprised to see you ACTUALLY fighting.

you try to argue, which causes his patience to snap.

“you know what, GET OUT OF MY WINDOW, ill talk to the table and figure it out myself.”

stunned is the perfect word for how youre feeling at the moment.

jay has never yelled at you.

ever.

youve bickered, of course. its what coworkers do. but he has never yelled at you the way he just did.

your face drops, praying to god this horrible night ends sooner as you make your way out of the kitchen to check on your other tables.

the rush ends soon after that and you start to clean up the mess thats accumulated from all of the tables you had.

you refused to go back to the kitchen.

not because you were stubborn, but because you were upset.

you didnt blame him for anything tonight, just yourself.

after you finished cleaning up your section and finishing your sidework, you booked it out of the restaurant, ready to get some rest and start a new day tomorrow.

you laid in bed, unable to sleep until you get a notification on your phone.

jay [2:07 a.m.]

hey

just wanted to say im sorry for yelling at you tonight.

y/n [2:08 a.m.]

its okay i kinda deserved it

didnt have a good night

jay [2:08 a.m]

you didnt deserve it, its not your fault.

youre off tomorrow right?

y/n [2:09 a.m.]

yes i am

jay [2:09 a.m.]

let me make you dinner at my place to make up for it

whatever you want, ill cook it.

y/n [2:09 a.m.]

well i could never turn down your cooking, what time?

also anything is fine, im down for whatever

jay [2:10 a.m.]

be here around seven

you smile as you reply a quick okay and shut your phone off, jay could never stay mad at you, and you could never stay upset with him.

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you knock on the door at 6:58, he opens it shortly after, taking your bag.

you had been over to his apartment before a few times, but for some reason you felt like the outcome wouldnt be the same as the other times.

“im almost finished,” jays voice pulls you out of your thoughts. “take a seat on the couch and pick a movie.”

you nod as you grab the remote, scrolling through netflix, “oh shit, troys back on netflix.” you say as you open the description. “were gonna watch this.”

“havent you seen that like a thousand times?” he laughs.

you stick your tongue out at him.

jay rolls his eyes and hands you a plate full of food, the amazing smell radiating off of it.

you waste no time to start eating, watching the movie as you groan at the taste of the food.

“this might be the best thing you've ever cooked for me.” you say as you take another bite.

“had to make it perfect if i wanted you to forgive me.” he looks at you, a serious look on his face.

you don't respond, just give him a slow nod and move your attention back to the movie.

you both finished your food around the same, jay after you.

he stands up and takes your plate, bringing it to the kitchen to wash it off.

when he gets back he sits next to you, like right next to you. a lot closer than he was before.

putting his arm on the back of the couch behind your head, you can feel his stare against the side of your face.

“i really am sorry for yelling at you,” he says, his voice low, gentle. “i didnt mean a word i said.”

you look at him, your faces inches apart.

“its okay, i promise.” you smile. “i didnt take it to heart.”

“no, let me make it up to you.” he leans closer, his breath fanning your face.

forgetting to breath, you hesitate before answering him.

“and how are you going to do that?” you ask with shallow breaths.

“i can show you better than i can tell you.” a smirk makes its way to jays face as he gently places his hand on the side of your neck, leaning closer.

he places his lips against yours. slowly, as if he wants to take everything in.

as if he wants to memorize you.

you breath a heavy sigh as he deepens the kiss, slowly pushing you back against the couch and placing himself in between your legs.

“you doing okay, princess?” he pulls away, his breath ragged.

you nod and pull him back into a kiss, carding your fingers through his hair.

he groans at the feeling, gently grinding against you.

“jay.” your voice comes out in a whisper.

he lets out a choked sound.

“say it again.”

you repeat his name, louder this time.

he lets out a string of curses.

his hands make their way to the hem of your shirt, traveling under it. they make their way upwards, causing your shirt to ride up.

“is this okay?” he asks tentatively, his eyes half lidded.

“yeah.” you smile at him, practically cooing at him.

he pulls off your shirt, taking in the sight of your bare body displayed for him and only him.

once he stops drooling, he slides off his own shirt and unbuttons his pants.

“tell me you want this.” he says with that begging look, the kind he would give you when you left early and he wanted food, or when asked you to come to the store with him late at night.

you could never say no to him, and you certainly wouldn't start now.

“i want this, jay.” you place your hands on his chest, making your way down to help him out of his pants. “i want you.”

a heavy sigh makes his way through his lips.

once his pants are off, he hooks his finger around the waist band of your leggings, pulling them down.

“youre so goddamn gorgeous.” hes standing over you as you lay on the couch, his gaze burning holes through your body.

he leans down and hooks his arms under you, picking you up and carrying you bridal style toward his room.

“i know youre super busy like, all the time, but you need to eat more,” he looks at you. “youre extremely light.”

he had a point, forgetting to eat was your thing.

“jay, we eat together like, every day.” you laugh. “you know im perfectly healthy."

“maybe i just want to cook for you more often if this is the outcome.” he teases, setting you down on the bed.

jay slowly peels off your panties, tossing them to the side and moving up to your bra, discarding that as well.

his hands are all over you, mesmerized by the softness of your skin and how every curve and dip fit perfectly into them.

you nudge him, hinting for him to take off his boxers, and he does.

he places himself back in between your legs, his tip pressing at your entrance.

“tell me if its too much, okay princess?” he looks at you, with such a look that makes you feel safe.

you gasp at the stretch, slowly adjusting to his size.

you were no virgin, but goddamn.

“good?” he asks, stopping any movement he was making.

“keep going, please jay.” you nod, slightly bucking your hips to get some sort of friction, anything.

jay curses. he would kill for you to say his name like that again.

he continues, slowly bottoming out, breathing heavy at the feeling of your pussy.

“youre taking me so well.” he praises, leaning forward to place sloppy kisses on your neck as he starts to move.

hes gentle, like you're something fragile he doesn't want to break. his movements are calculated like hes still trying to memorize everything that causes your breath to hitch or a slight moan to slip from your throat.

jay could be here forever, the feeling of your warmth and presence has always given him some sort of comfort, but not like this.

this was completely different.

he felt like he was in heaven.

the sweet noises that were slipping out of your mouth, your soft skin against his, it was all breathtaking. you were breathtaking.

“you feel so good,” he whispers, his voice slightly more whiny than he hoped it would come out as. “God, so good.” he says, more to himself than to you.

You're silent underneath him, your mouth wide open, small moans coming from your mouth at the whispers of praise hes giving you.

“Faster, jay,” you place your hands on his back, your nails gently scratching the skin. “Please.”

he wastes no time to grant your wish.

His pace quickens as he rests an elbow against the bed, the other hand coming up to cup your face.

Countless strings of moans and heavy sighs come out of your mouth.

jay is kissing you all over. lips, cheeks, neck, chest.

he could do this all night if you let him.

he sits up, pressing your legs to your chest and continues, his thrusts hard and deep.

“Oh my fucking god.” you gasp as you grip his arms, probably tearing skin with how hard you're digging your nails into them. “Feels so fucking good.”

he continues to abuse your pussy, his moans gradually getting louder.

he can feel everything in this moment, and he's living for it.

he has wanted this for months, his feelings have only grown for you more and more, he's never wanted any other woman more than he wants you.

“god, jay.” you writhe underneath him, you know you're close, and you know he is too.

his pace is more sloppy, his mouth is wide open, eyebrows furrowed.

your eyes close as your orgasm hits you, his coming soon after.

“fuck, you did so good princess.” he quickly pulls out, thick ropes of cum cover your stomach.

you're both breathing heavy, looking at eachother with fucked out expressions.

“you alright down there?” he smiles down at you, a playful expression on his face.

“oh yeah, 10/10, feeling great.” you laugh as you throw a thumbs up in his face.

he chuckles and shakes his head, getting up from the bed and heading toward the bathroom.

you hear the tub in his bathroom start to run, you can practically smell the bath salts from his collection

he comes back shortly with a wet cloth, wiping off your stomach and holding out his hand.

“come on, let me clean you up.” you smile as you take his hand and he leads you to his bathroom.

he ties your hair up and helps you into the tub, getting in after you.

your back is to him as he rubs in the body wash you always say smells so good.

“do you forgive me now?” his voice comes out low, hoping you say yes.

“i do,” you nod. “but im thinkin maybe i need to make you mad more often if this is the outcome.

a laugh echoes in the bathroom.

“we can do this even when I'm not mad.” you can almost hear the smile on his face. “That is if you want to..” he says a little quieter this time.

your lips turn upwards slightly. “of course i want to.” you say as you turn around to face him, the water sloshing underneath you. “i would love to.”

he smiles at you, his shoulders visibly relaxing.

“stay the night?” he asks with pleading eyes.

you nod slightly, your hand grabbing his.

he looks down.

“we need to get out, your fingers are getting pruny.” he starts to drain the water. “come on, get up. I'll give you a change of clothes.”

“ouh yes chef.” you tease as you look at him with raised eyebrows.

he laughs and pulls you out of the bathtub.

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yayyyy thats part two :p

im really excited to see how the rest of the stories turn out and i hope you guys like this one

also lmk if i missed anything or messed anything up!!

[simmmjj]

BAD REVIEW GONE GOOD

manager! sunghoon x food critic! reader

- you had to go back to work eventually, you knew that. but after the break up and the stress of moving out of your now ex boyfriend, yeonjuns apartment, you might have been a little too hard on the restaurant. sunghoon noticed, and pulled you aside to convince you to give them a shot.

PART ONE OF THE FOOD CHAIN SERIES

MASTERLIST HERE

tags: manager! sunghoon, food critic! reader, ex boyfriends best friend, ex! yeonjun (no hate, just the first person i thought of)

warnings: cursing, oral (f receiving), munch sunghoon, porn some plot???, sex while on the phone, consensual sex, p in v, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it pls), semi-public sex, use of pet names (baby, doll, love), slightly whiny sunghoon(??), body worship, yearning (a man who yearns is a man who earns), MINORS DNI!!!!

not really super proofread (if you find any major mistakes lmk)

word count: 3k

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you open the door to the restaurant, back slightly aching from moving around all day. needing a distraction from your personal life, you browsed restaurants that you or your colleagues hadnt looked at yet and you had settled on one just down the street from your new apartment.

you hadn't really been working recently, considering your current situation.

you had written small reviews about some places, but the company you worked for was annoyed with the lack of detail in them.

you had bills to pay by yourself now, so you had to suck it up eventually.

the host greeted you with a light smile and you followed them to your table, the scenery was nice, candles on tables, dim lights, welcoming staff.

usually you would already like the restaurant, but with the break up, moving, being away from work too long, everything just felt wrong. maybe your tastes were changing, maybe it was all in your head, maybe you shouldnt be reviewing this restaurant in such a state.

the server greeted you quickly, glancing at your laptop on the table, knowing who you were and trying not to show it. you ordered red wine and a popular dish, asking questions about ingredients, which the server answered confidently.

you decided it was too good to be true after your wine came out faster than you had expected and your food came shortly after.

“did everything come out alright, is it up to your standards?” the server asks you, hope in her eyes that you'll say yes. but for some reason, you couldnt find yourself to like it.

“actually, no not really.” you folded your hands on the table. “its not very consistent. too much flavor in one part and bland in another. i think your cooks need to learn how to cook.”

the servers smile falters slightly.

“im so sorry about that, ill get them to remake it for you and fix the mistakes.” she goes to grab the plate until you stop her, putting a hand over it.

“i dont think thats a very good idea, remaking the dish wont change my mind.” you look at her, youre too tired to be dealing with any of this at the moment.

“was there a problem with your dinner, ms. y/n?” an oddly familiar voice comes from behind, the foot steps growing louder.

you turn to see the owner of the voice. the tall man stands to your right, hand touching the back of your chair, hair up and eyebrows furrowed, lips turned upwards slightly as if he finds the situation amusing. you look at his chest to read his name tag.

park sunghoon

general manager

your eyes widen.

oh fuck.

you had no idea yeonjuns best friend was the GM here.

you didn't really know him that well. he had been over at the apartment a lot, but never really spoke to you.

keeping your composure, you acted like you didnt know who he was.

“i dont like repeating myself.” you looked at the server as she scrambled to explain why you didnt like the food.

you refused to look at sunghoon, aware that he knew the reason for your horrible mood. you can feel him looking at you, not paying any attention to the server explaining everything to him.

“how about i suggest we speak in my office, ms, y/n. i can write down some notes to pass along to my cooks later and we can figure out what will make the situation a little better.” he says as he puts his hand out for you to take.

you look at it for about five seconds and then take it, standing up and smoothing down your clothes as you follow him toward the door of his office.

as he closes the door and you take a seat, you can feel the sweat starting to form in your palms and your nerves skyrocketing.

you knew he was going to ask, but you really didnt want to have this conversation.

“okay, we can drop the formalities now, y/n. its just us now.” he sits across the desk from you now, loosening his tie a bit and rolling up his sleeves.

“im in here to talk about food and food only.” you lean back in the chair, folding your arms across your chest.

he stares at you, first in the eyes, then his gaze travels down to your chest, then to your thighs. he opens his mouth, eyes still moving across your body, then closes it again.

“i understand you've had a rough few days, from what i've heard the break up was pretty messy, but yeonjun likes to leave out his faults.” he looks back into your eyes, something in his eyes that you've never seen before.

you couldnt quite pinpoint what is was. amusement maybe?

you had to change the subject, this was his friend for god's sake. the last thing you want to do is slip up and say something he can repeat to his bestie.

“did you not just hear a word i said? my job is to review your food, not talk about my relationships.” you refuse to look at him, afraid you might melt under his gaze.

“we have a new cook in the kitchen, he's still learning so maybe cut him a little slack.” he stands up and walks around to the front of the desk, leaning against it, directly in front of you. “so tell me, how bad was yeonjun actually, because i know you weren't the problem.” he says, changing the subject again.

you look up at him, still sitting.

“youre quite persistent.” you roll your eyes and he smirks and nods, encouraging you to continue “how do you know i wasn't the problem?” you challenged his statement, trying to remember how to breathe.

he looked good from this angle. you never really noticed before since you had only seen him over at the apartment a few times, but he was a very attractive man.

“im a very observant person. i saw how distant he was, how lonely you felt, and from everything he told me, he didnt fuck you right either. i think those are good enough reasons to think he was the problem.” he stood up and leaned forward, arms on the chair, caging you in.

he was so close you could feel the heat radiating off of him, could hear his breath, could see the slight stubble on his chin.

“why do you want to know so much about my relationship with him? you never seemed like you cared.” you tried to stay calm, the proximity making you shift in your seat.

“oh i cared. too much.” his eyes briefly shift to your lips, then back up to make eye contact. “you deserve so much more than what he gave you.”

you don't say anything.

you knew he was right.

he leans in even closer, lips brushing yours. the heat rises in your stomach, your breaths become shallow and your heartbeat pounds in your ears, the wetness pooling in between your thighs is starting to become uncomfortable.

you shouldn't be this affected.

you should be pushing him away

looking into his eyes, you notice he has that same look from earlier. you finally figure out what it is.

desire.

want.

need.

“let me be the one to give it to you.” he says, breathless. asking for permission, hoping you'll give in.

“what if he finds out?” you try to look away, overwhelmed by his eyes on you.

he grabs your chin and pulls your face back towards his.

“i could care less, yeonjun didnt treat you right you know it. i could treat you so much better.” he turns your head with his hand and puts his lips next to your ear. “could fuck you so much better.”

your breath hitches as he looks back at you.

“please, baby. give me a chance to make it better.” he pleads like his life depends on it.

like he needs you to survive.

you finally break.

grabbing the back of his neck, you kiss him like its the last thing you'll ever do in life.

his hand makes its was to your hair, taking a fistful of it.

sunghoon pulls you up from the chair and sits you on the desk, placing himself in between your thighs.

his mouth moves down to your neck as he unbuttons your shirt, kissing lower after undoing every single one.

“youre so goddamn beautiful,” he says with his lips on your stomach, hands all over you, touching every inch of bare skin he can. “ive thought about you more than you know.”

the confession makes you sigh, running your hands through his hair.

his fingers make it to the button on your pants and he looks up.

“can i?” he says with pleading eyes. not moving, waiting for you to say yes.

which you do.

as soon as you nod, he undoes the buttons and tugs on the waistband, lifting your hips to make it easier.

you thank god nobody can see through the windows of his office.

sunghoon takes a step back, looking at you, bathing in the sight of you in just undergarments. but its not enough.

“i want those off.” he says as he pulls off his tie, unbuttoning his shirt.

you waste no time to stand up, unclip your bra and pull down your panties.

he stares at your bare body, eyes roaming all over it.

“god.” is all he says as he walks back to you. the heat of his gaze makes you flush. you look away, suddenly interested in the paintings in his office.

he grabs you by the shoulders and gently pushes you back onto the desk, your back against the cold wood.

“wish i could be the only man to see you like this.” he trails his fingers down your mid section, stopping just above your clit.

“he didn't deserve an inch of you. didn't even deserve to look. made me so mad when he didn't pay attention to someone as divine as you.” he slowly gets down to his knees, pressing kisses around your thighs, sucking and biting on the soft skin.

“hoon.” you whine as he continues to tease, kissing everywhere but the spot you want the most.

“fuck.” sunghoon groans at his name coming out of your mouth in such a vulgar way. “say it again.”

your face burns as you say his name again, pleading.

he curses again and shoves his face in your pussy, licking and sucking on your clit, abusing it.

“god you taste so fucking good, baby.” you let out a small moan, biting your lips to hold back being too loud. you two were still in the office and there was still customers and employees outside that door, unaware of what was going on.

the sound only encouraged sunghoon, his finger pressing at your entrance, coating it in the wetness that's accumulated.

“youre so wet.” he say as he watches his middle finger disappear in your pussy. “were you always like this for yeonjun? or is this all just for me?”

you gasp at the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of you, wordlessly shaking your head, unable to speak.

“use your words baby.” his fingers stop their movements, waiting for an answer. “i want to know.”

“only for you, hoon” you grind your hips downward in attempts to make him move again. “please.”

he smirks, his eyes filled with amusement.

“please what, baby?”

“please fuck me.”

“fuck,” he stands up, you can see the bulge in his pants as he unbuckles them, sliding them down his legs and pulling off his boxers. “ive been waiting to hear that from you for so long.”

you look down at his dick and your eyes widen. hes huge. wayyy bigger than your ex.

“something wrong?” your eyes come back up to his face, a smug expression clouding over.

“no.” you say as you grab his hand to pull him forward. “youre just a little bigger than yeonjun, but i can handle it.”

“good girl, i never doubted you.” he smiles as he places a kiss on your neck.

standing up straight, he presses the tip against your entrance, slowly pushing it in.

“you okay?” he asks and you nod your head, encouraging him to continue, and he does.

he moves his hips slowly, feeling the warmth of your pussy against him. his breaths are starting to become shallow and his grip on your hips tightens.

“ive always wondered what your pussy would feel like. i would dream about it after every single time i came over.” his thrusts starting become more aggressive. “you exceeded my expectations.”

you breathe heavily, trying not to moan as he goes harder. moving one hand from your hip to cup your breast.

“did he ever fuck you this good?” sunghoon asks as he lowers his hips and finds your sweet spot.

you let out a choked moan as he ruthlessly hits it with every single thrust.

“i'll take that as a no.” he smirks, his hand making its way up to your throat, gently squeezing it. “as much id like to hear you, were not really in the right place. i need you to be a good girl and quiet down.”

you nod slightly, your breaths short from the pressure.

“sung-”

vibrations interrupt your sentence.

you both look over to see the culprit, only to find your phone going off with yeonjuns contact on the screen.

you look at sunghoon, a panicked expression on your face.

hes calm though. too calm.

“answer it.” he demands, his face serious.

“what?” you squeak, your heart beating faster than it already was.

“you heard me, doll.” he smiles. “answer. it.”

you take a deep breath and pick up the phone, keeping your voice strong.

“hello?”

“hey, love.” his voice sounds pitiful over the phone. “wanted to check up on you, see how moving was going.”

you roll your eyes.

you knew why he called you.

“fine, why do you ask?” you reply, your voice monotone.

he starts talking about something, probably some bullshit excuse.

but you stop paying attention, because sunghoon slowly starts moving again. his thrusts deep and aggressive.

you look up at him, your eyes wide.

“listen to what the man has to say” his voice comes out in a slight whisper.

“you still there, love?” you travel back to the voice over the phone.

“you cut out, what was that?” the excuse falls out of your mouth.

“i miss you, y/n.” his voice pleading over the phone.

“....” your eyebrows furrow as the rage grows in your stomach. “we just broke up like a week and a half ago and you already miss me?? yeonjun thats pitiful.”

sunghoon smiles, amused at the words coming out of your mouth.

“im so sorry. i just- i cant be here alone.” yeonjuns voice is muffled, probably a hand running over his mouth. “i need you.”

you scoff. “you dont need me. you need somebody. anybody.” you say as you look up at sunghoon trying not to moan, his pace strong and unwavering.

"youre doing so good."

“you dont get in y/n.” yeonjuns voice shifts, more annoyed. “youre too unsympathetic. youre not listening.” hes practically yelling now.

“youre just mad because i finally got tired of your bullshit.” you gasp as sunghoon starts to rub your clit slowly, almost rewarding you for standing up to him.

“you know what? fuck this.” okay hes actually yelling now. “i try so hard for you and you just have to be a fucking b-”

sunghoon grabs your phone before yeonjun can finish.

“alright thats enough, shes currently busy so kindly fuck off.” his voice is stern, attractive in a way you never thought it could be.

your jaw drops to hell.

“.....”

“sunghoon?-”

he hangs up the phone.

“god, finally.” he flattens your hips against the desk with his hands, thumbs pressing against your stomach.

his thrusts become animalistic.

“you did so good.” he says as he leans down, placing lazy kisses down your neck and chest. “he deserved it.”

you clench around his dick, a knot forming in your stomach.

“mmm.” sunghoon looks up at you, a smile playing at his face. “someones about to cum.”

you flush, embarrassed at the statement.

you feel his fingers trail down to your clit, rubbing fast circles against it.

“lets cum together, baby.” he says, a slight whine in his voice.

that tone is exactly what sends you over the edge.

your orgasm hit you like a truck as you bite down on your lip, holding back a moan.

“fuck.” he moans out as he pulls out, his cum coating your stomach.

you both stare at one another in silence, your heavy breathing combined and the muffled sound of the restaurant outside of his office being the only sounds in the room.

“sooo, did i change your mind about the food?” that smug expression finds its way to his face.

you roll your eyes, huffing out a laugh. “i completely forgot about that.” sitting up on the desk, you smile at him. “but, im definitely in a better mood, so thats probably a yes.”

sunghoon laughs, his eyes disappearing and his teeth on full display.

“im glad.”

his face slowly turns more serious.

“i want to take you out.” he looks at you. “i wasnt lying when i said you deserved better than yeonjun,” he lifts his hand, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “i can give that to you.”

“ill take your word for it.” you feel heat rising up to your cheeks. “youve already earned yourself five stars.”

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okay guys so thats that :)

little nervy posting this but its finneeeeee

[simmmjj]

FOOD CHAIN SERIES (18+)

MASTER LIST <3

bad review gone good

manager! sunghoon x food critic! reader

"you had to go back to work eventually, you knew that. but after the break up and the stress of moving out of your now ex boyfriend, yeonjuns, apartment, you might have been a little too hard on the restaurant. sunghoon noticed, and pulled you aside to convince you to give them a shot."

out of my window

head chef! jay x server! reader

"you usually didnt make this many mistakes, and you sure as hell didnt expect jay to yell at you like he did. but his apology convinced you that he should get mad more often."

lets try this one

sous chef! heeseung x customer! reader

"being the favorite regular had its perks, hearing all the drama, free drinks after bad days, being the first to try new dishes. your most recent perk being coming in late one night and getting a new special."

under control

bartender! niki x server! reader

"you and niki are a dynamic duo in the bar, you two pretty much control it. but after a drunk customer tries to cop a feel and you lose it, niki decides he needs to take matters into his own hands."

competitive nature

server jake! x server! reader

"you and jake were both good at your jobs, that was obvious, and you didnt originally intend to compete over who was better. but its hard not to when he comes in and tries to take your top spot by wooing customers with that cocky attitude and that stupid accent."

quit flirting

server sunoo! x owners daughter! reader

"your father was always working, and you were always in the restaurant to visit him, whether it was bringing him food or something he forgot from home. and before you could even make it to his office you got stopped by sunoo every single time, not that you were complaining."

use it for better things

bar back! jungwon x bartender! reader

"everybody in the restaurant knew you had a mouth on you, thats a known fact. but somehow you always got scheduled with the nice, quiet, respectful bar back, and one slow night he got tired of being bossed around and decided you needed to change your attitude, and he knew exactly how to fix it."

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okay so this is my first smut ff series LITERALLY EVER please guys just be nice (as you can see i have NO POSTS LOL im lowkey a reader, not a writer, but i had this idea and wanted to share it.) i also kinda edit things as i go along (im indecisive) so if you see any changes dw

i also would like to say not all restaurants are the same!!! i just kinda based this off of my experience working in a restaurant, if i get anything wrong lmk!!

im kind of doing this in order of like, top to bottom positions in a restaurant(no hate on bar backs they just always seem to be at the bottom of the list yk?)