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gummi-panda3 · 5 years ago

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The case was finally over; the results were released to the world but at what cost? Joo Hyun-Gi, Cha Hong Joo and the rest were sentenced to years in jail but the law wasn’t so lenient to let go of Choi Kang Woo either.

Choi Kang Woo smiled at them, “I’ll be fine, kids. Mad Dog will be fine too. It’s only a year.”

Everyone stared and said nothing, until Cheetah-ssi finally nodded. “We’ll be waiting for you, hyung-nim.”

Everyone followed suit, leaving some good byes before he was taken away. Min Joon didn’t know what to say, but he gave a nod, and that was all Kang Woo needed as he smiled at everyone in return.

——-

That night, everyone sat quietly in the office. After a few minutes of silence, Soon-jung sighed loudly, “Hey, hyung-nim said Mad Dog will be fine but look at us right now.”

Noo Ri frowned, “But what are we supposed to do now?”

“Same as what we always did, investigate insurance fraud cases. We mad dogs aren’t going to stop hunting, right?”

“But-“

“Nope! We’ll figure things out like we always do. Right now, we eat. Who’s up for dinner?”

Jang Ha Ri smiled, “Chicken and beer?”

Noo Ri grinned,” Yes! I’ll call delivery. Cheetah-ssi, help me choose which store and flavors.” He looked at Min Joon and asked, “Hyung, do you want sweet or spicy today?”

Min Joon smiled,” Up to you guys. I’ll go shower and clean up the place a bit.”

Cheetah asked, “Clean up the place?”

Min Joon smirked. “Were you not planning on breaking in like usual? Might as well be prepared.”

Cheetah smirked back. “No complaints then.”

Min Joon nodded, “Give me ten minutes.” As he walked out, his smirk disappeared, leaving a solemn expression, but Ha Ri was the only one who noticed.

As Noo-ri and Soon-jung were scrolling through some online store menus, Ha Ri told them, “Hey, I’m going to help him clean. You guys come up in a bit.”

Soon-jung smirked,” Oh? Sunbae Jang is going to help her boyfr- ack!”

Noo Ri elbowed him, before smiling at Ha Ri, “Take your time! We’ll be up when we finish ordering.” He glared at Soon-jung and shushed him, before gesturing back to the screen.

Jang Ha Ri smirked before going up after Min Joon. By now, the team all knew his code no matter how many times he changed it, so she easily walked in.

And as she predicted, Min Joon was sitting on the couch with a blank stare. He seemed to be too deep in his thoughts to notice that she walked in, so Ha Ri crossed her arms and said, “Dr.Kim wouldn’t have anything to clean. Couldn’t come up with a better lie?”

Min Joon blinked, snapping out of his daze before smirking at her, “Ha Ri-ssi couldn’t wait to be alone with me?”

Ha Ri rolled her eyes and uncrossed her arms, walking up to him. She stood in front of him, “What’s wrong?”

He looked at her and opened his mouth, but then quickly closed it and looked away. “Just tired. The case is over, things don’t feel real yet.” He smiled sadly, “Maybe Hyung can rest better knowing his name is cleared.”

Ha Ri asked,”But you’re not resting easy because Team Leader is serving a sentence. You feel like it’s your fault?”

Min Joon blinked up in surprise, and Ha Ri smiled and sat next to him,”Sometimes you’re easy to read.”

Min Joon smirked,”Is it because Ha Ri-ssi is always looking at me?”

Ha Ri huffed but shot back,”Yeah, as much as you look at me.”

Min Joon looked taken aback. Usually she’d fall to his provoking and snap back at him, either leading to more banter between them or a change in subject, but this time her retort left him speechless, and there was silence once again.

Ha Ri sighed, “Kim Min Joon-ssi, it’s not your fault and you know it. Team Leader chose to end it this way, and he’ll soon be back with us in a year. Until then, we can visit him, and patiently wait for him. By continuing our duties at Mad Dog, Team Leader won’t have to be anxious in these next 12 months.”

“But he had to do it alone.”

“Again, that’s his decision. I think he’s thankful for finally knowing the truth. We’re all thankful that we did this together.”

Min Joon didn’t reply, and Ha Ri internally sighed. “Why are men so stubborn,” she muttered. She stood up and took a few steps in front of him, now standing between his legs. He looked at her, bewildered, “Ha Ri-ssi, what are you-“

He was cut off as she gently held his head against her stomach, hugging him. “One minute. We’re not going to say anything for one minute.”

She saw his shoulders slightly tremble before he eventually relaxed, leaning into her embrace. She smoothed some of her fingers into his hair, as her other hand drew circles into his shoulders. Before long, a minute has passed, but they stayed in that position for a few more.

Min Joon slowly leaned back and looked up at her, “Thank you, Ha Ri-ssi.”

She smiled in response, making a move to step away. But then, she noticed that somewhere within the embrace he had moved his hands near her lower back, somewhat trapping her.

He scooted back and tugged her forward so now she was somewhat kneeling on the couch. He asked,”Did Ha Ri-ssi shower today?”

She huffed. Not this again. She tried to back away again but his hands gripped her hips, not allowing her to escape.

She glared,” Kim Min-“ but she cut off when she saw how serious his gaze was. As they continuing staring at each other, she didn’t even realize when they both slowly started learning forward. Before their lips met, she whispered, “Are we-“ He gently interrupted her, “One minute, like before, okay?” and then his lips finally met hers.

The first kiss was more chaste than expected, a gentle peck to test her reaction. When they broke away to stare at each other again, this time she leaned in to initiate the second kiss.

Needless to say, it was much different than the first one. It was as if all the tension between them was released. Though they just started dating, it was never the time or place to pursue their relationship. It was always some banter or subtle flirting, though the team didn’t think so.

This kiss made up for it; Ha Ri wasn’t used to initiating sincere romantic actions. Everything was usually an act to play the men that had information the team needed. So, when she didn’t feel a reaction from Min Joon, she made to pull away, but that was when he finally responded. He tilted his head and kissed her back. It felt a bit needy and desperate, stripping away some of the vulnerabilities between them. His lips were still moving a bit hesitantly against hers, so she gently tugged his hair and kissed him a bit harder. She felt his hands dig into her hips in response, and before the minute was up, (however much time passed, she didn’t actually know) she broke away. Her gasps for air were obvious, but she was pleased to see he was doing the same. They leaned in again but just before their lips met-

“Hey, the chicken’s going to be here in a few minutes. Do you need some..” Cheetah abruptly cut off, just as Ha Ri shoved herself off of Min Joon.

Noo Ri peeked over his shoulder. “Um, did we interrupt something?”

Ha Ri turned around to hide her flushed face but wisely chose to say nothing. Min Joon cleared his throat and forced a smirk, “I just told Ha Ri-ssi that she’s not very clean and she was about to punch me.” He quickly stood up, “The chicken will be here soon, right? There’s beer in the fridge. I’m going to take the shower that Ha Ri stopped me from taking.” Then he walked away, smirking at a shocked and slightly betrayed looking Ha Ri.

When she heard the door close, she slowly and awkwardly turned around to meet Pentium and Cheetah’s teasing faces.

She angrily thought to herself,”Next time, Kim Min Joon can get that punch he so desperately sounded like he wanted to have.”

A minute right now couldn’t pass any faster.

Author’s Note: This drama was released in 2017 and I doubt anyone would read this in 2020, but if you did and you liked it, thank you so much! I wrote this because I felt like this was going to get stuck in my head if I didn’t have an outlet for it. So here it it :3

#mad dog #kbs mad dog #woo do hwan #ryu hwa young #kdrama #fanfic #kim min joon #jang ha ri #they didnt kiss so i made one up #underrated drama

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rainyatiny · 6 years ago

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00:53 - Park Seong Hwa & Song Min Gi

So I accidentally deleted the request for this but I think I included everything that was asked for

Also I'm not really into daddy kink so I wasn't sure how well I could do this, but I actually got so engrossed in writing it I forgot I was supposed to go to work...

“Seonghwa.” You shushed your boyfriend as you let yourself into the dorm and kicked off your shoes. He had his arms wrapped tightly around you, his whole body pressed against yours as you walked, “You're going to wake the whole dorm.” You'd both gotten a little hot and heavy in the taxi home and now he was desperate.

He left sloppy kisses on the back of your neck, his fingers playing with the zip at the front of your dress, “Don't care. Want you.”

He slammed the door closed and spun you around pushing you against the wall. “Don't you want to make daddy feel good?” He pressed his hips against yours so you good feel his hard length against you. You moaned as he kissed you, a messy meeting of tongues and teeth.

“Yes, daddy.”

He backed down the hall with his arms still around you, to his bedroom, he fumbled with door, throwing it open and pushed you onto his bed. He immediately leaned over you, capturing your lips with his once more. You let out a breathy moan as he ran his hands up your thighs under your dress. “You'll have to be quiet baby. Unless you want Mingi to hear?”

You whined and clung to his shirt.

He pulled back and surveyed you with a raised eyebrow, “Is that it? My baby want Mingi to hear her pathetic little whines? Wants him to hear how her daddy makes her feel good, huh?”

You stared at him for a moment and then nodded. For so long you'd imagined what it would be like to have someone, anyone else join you, and then you'd caught Mingi looking at you one morning when you'd only been wearing a pair of shorts and Seonghwa’s t-shirt. Suddenly your fantasies were filled with Seonghwa and Mingi, with you between them as they had their way with you.

Seonghwa’s fingers pulling down your panties snapped you out if your daydream. “Or do you want him to fuck you too?” He slipped his fingers between your legs, not entering just rubbing against you, “Do you want his fingers inside you? His cock?”

A stifled moan from across the room made you jump.

Seonghwa glanced over towards Mingi’s bed, where the other man was staring openly at you laid out on the bed, “Mingi.” He waved him over, “Do you want to play?”

“Daddy.”

Seonghwa glanced sharply at you, “Quiet. Daddy's talking.”

Mingi tore his eyes from your body and looked at Seonghwa, “Hyung?”

Seonghwa moved away from you and you whined at the loss, “Mingi, I'm asking if you want to join us.”

Mingi sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, “Are you sure?”

Seonghwa nodded, “She's been looking at you a while.” You stared at Seonghwa, eyes wide, “Oh? Did you think I didn't notice?”

Mingi left his bed and made his way across the room, “Really?” He cocked an eyebrow at you expectantly.

You looked up at them both, you mouth is suddenly very dry. They both just stared down at you, waiting.

“Well, answer him.” Seonghwa demands, “Tell him how much you want him to touch you.”

“I do.” You nodded vigorously, rubbing your thighs together, “Mingi please touch me.”

Seonghwa gestured for him to move forward and did, hovering his hands over your bare thighs, “Where, Noona? Where do you want me to touch you?”

“Anywhere, anywhere please just do something.”

He trailed his fingers up your thigh, bunching your dress around your hips as he does. He swiped his fingers along your slit, “Fuck you’re so wet.” He brought his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean, “And you taste so good. Here.” He gathered up more of the wetness between your thighs and pressed his fingers against your lips.

You worked your tongue around the digits, tasting yourself on him. Seonghwa’s groan drew your attention to him and you reached for him.

He kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed beside you. You settled your head on his thigh as he ran his thumb across your lip where your mouth was stretched around Mingi’s fingers, “Doesn't my baby look so good like this?”

“Fuck yes.” Mingi thrusted his long fingers further into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. You choked and Mingi began to pull away but Seonghwa grabbed his wrist and held him there. They both moaned in unison as you choked around his fingers, drool forming at the corners of your mouth and running down your chin. You worked to swallow around the intrusion and eventually he pulled back, trailing his fingers down your chin to your chest, where he pulled the already low cut of your dress further down, exposing your bare chest to him.

Mingi leaned down and began sucking marks into the swell of your breast while Seonghwa settled his hand on your neck lightly.

“She likes it when you bite her.”

Mingi took his hyung’s suggestion immediately, biting down over the mark he'd already left. You bucked up against him, tangling one hand in his hair, the other laying over Seonghwa’s on your neck. You squeezed his hand slightly increasing the pressure.

Seonghwa shook your hand off sharply, “Use your words baby girl.”

You whined, “Choke me, please daddy.”

“Good girl.” He whispered into your ear, his hand tightening around your throat, restricting your air flow slightly.

Over you, Mingi had stopped his ministrations to watch you. He'd never imagined he would ever see you like his. His hyung’s girlfriend. He slowly unzipped your dress, exposing you to him further.

“Do you want to fuck her?” He didn't even have to think about Seonghwa’s question, he nodded vigorously. “Would you like that sweetheart? Would you like Mingi to fuck you.” He pulled his hand away from your throat so you could respond.

“Yes.” You gasped, “Please?”

Between them they manhandled you so you were on all fours on the bed with Seonghwa on his knees in front of you and Mingi standing behind you. You felt Mingi press his clothed cock against your bare core, “Condoms?”

“No.” You looked up at Seonghwa, “Please daddy, I want to feel it.”

Seonghwa grabbed your jaw tightly, “You want another man's cum in you, is that it?”

You nodded desperately and the smile he gave you in response was half savage, “Whatever my baby wants she gets.”

A few moments pass before you felt Mingi pressing into you. You could already feel that he was slightly thicker than Seonghwa, the stretch more than you were used to. You gasped at the intrusion, clenching the sheets in your fist so tightly you almost ripped them.

While Mingi slowly pushed himself into you fully, Seonghwa unbuttoned his trousers, pushing them and his boxers out of the way just enough to pull his hard length out. He tapped his cock against your mouth, “Let's see if you can take daddy's cock the way you took Mingi’s fingers.”

You opened your mouth wide and he slid inside, only a small amount, allowing you to get used to the feel of him.

Mingi began thrusting in and out of you while you suckled on the tip of Seonghwa’s cock.

Suddenly you felt a sharp slap on your ass and you moaned and jolted forward, taking more of Seonghwa than you intended. Seonghwa moaned above you, tangling his fingers in your hair.

Mingi squeezed your ass harshly before slapping you again, “Did you like that Noona?”

Your responding moan was muffled around Seonghwa’s length but he understood anyway, spanking you once more and then began to thrust in earnest, his hips slamming against yours each time.

Meanwhile Seonghwa used his grip on your hair to push your head down further, taking all of him at once. The feeling of your throat fluttering around him only spurred him on. You put on hand on his thigh, nails digging in through his trousers. Just as it was about to be to much, he let you up and you pulled back gasping for breath, eyes filled with tears. He didn't let you go far though, his grip was still tight on your hair, he pushed his cock again between your lips, thrusting shallowly and you wrapped your fingers around what wasn't in your mouth.

As he fucked your mouth, Mingi slid his hand around your front, toying with your clit.

You moaned as he matched his actions to his harsh thrusts, bringing you closer and closer to your release.

“You know the rules baby girl, you don't get to come until we do.”

You glanced up at him tearfully, already so close to the edge.

He pushed himself further into your mouth, “The rules don't change just because there's someone else here. You don't come until daddy and Mingi do, understand?”

You nodded and surged forward, taking his entire length in, feeling the tip hit the back of your throat but you swallowed around him, and the same time you clenched tightly around Mingi, hoping to bring them both to their ends quickly so you could cum too.

Mingi swore behind you, his grip on your hip tightened and his fingers on your clit faltered, “Fuck, Noona. I'm so close.”

His thrusts grew sloppy and he came with a low groan his release spilling inside you.

You swallowed around Seonghwa once more and he gave a few more shallow thrusts and then cums pulling out as he does.

You lay back on the bed, Mingi’s release running down your thighs and Seonghwa’s dripping down your chin.

Seonghwa scoops his own cum up and pushes it into your mouth, “Swallow for daddy.” You did as you were told, using your tongue to clean his fingers. “Do you want to taste Mingi too.”

You nodded and opened your mouth expectantly.

Seonghwa dipped his fingers into you, gathering up some of Mingi’s come and brought his fingers to your mouth once more.

You moan around his fingers, “So good.”

Seonghwa stripped and settled onto the bed beside you, pulling you into him and gestured for Mingi to do the same on the other side.

Mingi lay down behind you and wrapped his arm around your waist and you drifted off to sleep like that, sandwiched between them.

#ateez #ateez smut #park seonghwa #song mingi #ateez reactions #ateez imagine #s:seonghwa #s:mingi #rainy writes #Seonghwa smut #Mingi smut

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sugadrms · 6 years ago

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Pairing: Yoongi x Jimin Rating: E Genre: angst, comedy, android au, ai au, summer au Word count: 4,507 Summary: yoongi is like the blur of a dream jimin can’t grasp – pretty, enigmatic and an android

FOR @btssmutclub Summer x Smut Project!!

Masterlist | Group 6: Down by the lake

A/N: Thank you fellow group members, it has been such a ride! @ironicarmy @jiminniethemarshmallow @jhspetitegf ! shout out also to @jhspetitegf for your wonderful banners and masterlist x Our universes are linked so i urged you guys to read all fics too, because why the heck not. leave kudos on ao3!

✩

DOWNLOADING FINAL UPDATE.

ALL FUNCTIONS: ON.

LOVE FUNCTION — TURN ON?

DROID MIN-YOON-GI IS READY.

✩

Jimin is running. He’s running for his fucking life, the harsh pants like fire in his chest, the weight of his shoulders sinking into the ground. The air is hazy and the skies are gray and yet he feels shadows chasing after him like vines on a fence. He steps on a puddle, and dirty, murky black water sloshes and stains his calves, white shoes, and blue pants. He feels the grime on his skin and the race in his chest, and the fear the gripes him but Jimin doesn’t slow down, can’t slow down, runs and runs and fucking runs—

“Jimin!” Taehyung shakes him awake, drool running down his chin, dotting at the neckline of his shirt.

Jimin rubs fatigue away from his eyes and stares blankly at his friend.

“We’re here, Jin’s lakehouse. Look at the waters!” Taehyung points excitedly at the calm, blue waters, and then he sees the grandeur of the lakehouse, a pretty exquisite building slightly far off beside it. The car rounds up another corner before turning in, looping, and Jimin promptly forgets about his dream that almost got his heart out half his chest.

They get off the car and wait for Jungkook as he pulls over. Hoseok spills out of the car, lanky limbs and loud presence. Jimin watches him and when their eyes meet, they both grin, his mind firing up and remembering of the plan everyone devised for Taehyung (bless his stupid, stubborn ass) and waits for chaos. Jin talks about sorting roommates and Jimin hollers the same time Hoseok cries for Jimin’s name. The look Taehyung gives Jimin makes him double back a laugh, throwing his head back.

“I don’t want to room with Faye!” Taehyung murmurs under his breath.

Jimin just throws a smirk and shrugs.

“Y’all just gonna stand there and fuss or help me with the bags?” comes Zoe’s voice from the boot of the car. Everyone rushes over, laughter melding with the summer air.

✩

Hoseok snaps his fingers and Jimin returns to the present, sitting on the bed with his bags by the side on the floor. His feet hang by the edge of the bed.

“What are you thinking about?” Hoseok’s warm smile melts away Jimin’s worries even for a bit.

“Nothing much,” He returns a smile. If Hoseok sees through the cracks he doesn’t point it out. Jimin is grateful for it. That’s the whole point of this summer trip isn’t it? Leave all your damn worries and burdens behind, bury your head in the sand and just burn your youth away for a few days.

“I’m gonna head down now, you coming?” Hoseok stands by the door.

“Just a bit. You go ahead first.” Jimin replies.

“Don’t take too long! I think Jin wants to show us something—” Hoseok’s voice trails off as he heads down the stairs.

✩

When Jimin sees Yoongi he hates to think of it cliche, but he feels his breath knocked out of his chest and his brain short-circuiting a little. Attraction is such a funny little thing.

He finally finds the rest of them by the dining area and rejoins the group, pulling a chair beside Hoseok.

“Hyung I probably saw the man of my dreams.” Jimin says dramatically.

Hoseok laughs.

✩

He learns the name of the stranger with dark but pretty eyes – Yoongi – when Faye calls out to him for some help. Is he a helper here? Must be earning some big bucks helping out in Jin’s family.

✩

“Are you going for movie night later?” Taehyung asks Jimin as they explore the area a bit.

“Of course! Why you’d even ask?” Jimin slurps noisily on the fruit juice Yoongi prepared. He cut each fruit into precise little cubes before blending them together. Jimin knows because he was by the kitchen island staring at another man preparing drinks. It really isn’t creepy. It’s for future references.

“Oh I don’t know your ass can’t seem to leave Yoongi’s alone.” Taehyung teases.

Jimin rolls his eyes. “Am just curious is all.”

“And you know what they say?” Taehyung takes a dramatic pause as he sips his drink.

Jimin waits.

“Curiosity killed the cat.” Taehyung grins as he heads into the gazebo.

✩

Yoongi walks in and out carrying food and drinks to the tables outside and Jin helps. Namjoon and Hoseok argues about what movie to watch in the background.

“Shut up, you’re beautiful,” Jungkook suddenly shouts out of nowhere. Sooyun looks like a deer caught in headlights as the meat she grills probably grows charred.

Faye tells her the food is burning and she scrambles to get rid off it and Jimin cackles.

“Shut up, you’re beautiful.” He mimics with a stupid face. Taehyung guffaws.

“Oh baby, stop.” Taehyung fake gushes. Jimin makes kissy faces and glances back at Jungkook every other second. His face grows both ten shades redder and darker and the duo doesn’t stop shitting on him.

“God the two of you.” Jimin spits out as his laughter eventually dies down.

“Shut the fuck up.” Jungkook seethes.

“Tell me I’m beautiful first.” Jimin puffs his chest out.

Jungkook whacks him instead.

✩

Jimin doesn’t really know what he’s trying to accomplish whenever he sees Yoongi by himself (which is ninety percent of the time), and takes every opportunity to speak—flirt—with him. Yoongi seems entirely unfazed, or at least pretends to (how nice, but Jimin doesn’t want nice, he’s trying to push his buttons) and tries his best to answer to every of Jimin’s ridiculous questions.

He’s by the lake with Namjoon and Hoseok, who brought unicorn floats out and are lazing in the calming waters.

“You know what would be nice right now?” Hoseok says lazily, his shades sliding slightly down his nose.

“What?” Jimin humours him when Namjoon doesn’t.

“Some iced cold beers. I’m gonna tell Yoongi to bring some.”

“Oh I can call him for you—” Jimin brandishes Hoseok’s phone, being the only one still on land, waiting for Taehyung and Jungkook to show up before heading in for a swim.

“Oh it’s fine! I beeped him already.”

“Beeped?”

“Yeah you know, Jin gave us all a wristwatch to call for Yoongi whenever.”

“What watch?”

“Babe, he wasn’t there.” Namjoon quips after a beat.

Hoseok looks at his boyfriend then leans back. He laughs.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

Within minutes Yoongi arrives with two buckets of beers. He places them besides Jimin.

“Throw one to me please dearie.” Hoseok cooes.

Yoongi throws, a perfect swing, and Hoseok catches easily.

“Just twist the cap, it comes off easily.” Hoseok does as told and flicks the cap bottle back. Yoongi doesn’t miss.

Taehyung and Jungkook eventually joins, loud brash energy pouring in. They spot the beers and cheer, each taking one. Jimin uncaps his as well.

“Anyone seen Jin and Zoe anywhere?” Taehyung asks, squinting his eyes. Nobody responses. Jungkook shrugs, a smug grin on his face.

“Where are the girls?” Namjoon asks.

“They say they’ll join in a bit.” Taehyung supplies.

“Shall we, comrades?” Taehyung gestures to both Jungkook and Jimin. Jimin takes another swig of his beer and he’s near two gulps left.

Jungkook gives a dramatic ah before finishing his beer then shredding his clothes off. Taehyung follows suit. Jimin starts stripping too. They leave their boxers and jumps into the waters causing big splashes, deliberately getting Namjoon and Hoseok wet, much to their chagrin.

“What do you expect, losers!” Jimin shouts, laughing, brushing his hair back.

“Are you coming in hyung?” He diverts his attention to Yoongi, who watches.

“Wait, can he be in contact of water?” Jungkook muses.

“I think so? I remember Jin hyung mentioning Yoongi is made with some sort of premium skin.” Taehyung replies.

“Premium skin? Skin that doesn’t prune perhaps.” Jimin jokes.

“It’s true. My skin doesn’t prune.” Yoongi confirms.

He lingers at the waters before snapping his gaze up again. “As much as I’d like to join, I have some other matters to attend to.” He smiles before leaving.

“What the fuck?” Jimin says.

“Stop, you guys are terrible.” Comes Sooyun’s voice.

“What?” Jimin looks around. The boys start snickering to themselves.

“Yoongi is a droid Jiminie.” Zoe supplies. “He’s custom-made by Jin’s dad and he’s stationed at the lakehouse to help out.”

Jimin takes a moment, before he cracks a laugh. Everyone joins him.

“Got me good guys, you fuckers.” He jokes. Then submerges himself underwater, holding his breath, to drown the voices out.

✩

Day turns into night faster and Jimin dreads the end of this vacation. He doesn’t want to think about school and real life problems like moving out of the orphanage, away from his family. He’s already made peace at twelve he’d probably never have a foster family, so he made a home at where he was. Aunt Megs has become the mother in his life, Joan sometimes acting like a dad, and every other unwanted kid his brother and sister. But when you turn eighteen you’re supposed to move out and get an apartment of your own. Megs been pushing it as long as she can with the papers and authority but Jimin has this niggling feeling he can’t fucking shake off.

“Hey, sorry we didn't tell you Yoongi was a droid.” Taehyung snaps him back to the present, back to the bonfire, and hands him a beer.

“Nah.” Jimin shrugs.

“Thought it was quite a joke at first.” Taehyung says.

“I mean I’d do the same so.” Jimin says.

“Then you tailed him everywhere like a puppy.” Taehyung laughs.

“What can I say, he’s beautiful.” Jimin declares.

“What’s going on up here?” Taehyung taps the beer bottle at Jimin’s temple.

Jimin laughs and shrugs it off. “Nothing much.”

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” Tae says, his eyes shining. And Jimin trusts him, with his fucking life. But it’s a vacation and he doesn’t want things to grow somber.

“Yeah I know.” Jimin smiles.

✩

“You know Tae actually really likes you,” Jimin word vomits it out later during the bonfire. He feels like he said something he probably shouldn’t have, judging from the incredulous look on Faye’s face.

“What?” She says.

“S’true.” He slurs. Shit, he probably drank too much, he can feel the heavy pound on his head, the alcohol running in his blood and sudden burst of mirth in his chest. Jimin giggles.

“Well I think you’re entirely misinformed.” Faye declares.

“No he does, he really likes you.” Jimin waggles his brows and jabs a finger in the air.

Faye grows silent, before she bites back, “Well then who do you like?”

And Jimin really doesn’t want to, but his mind wanders off to a blur of a pretty face with a sharp gaze.

✩

Friends do stupid stuff together. Best friends do fucking stupid stuff together. He doesn’t know how and why the fuck he got dragged into this ridiculous plan of a mess Taehyung came up with: to string him and Faye together so they can talk— fuck— it out. All he knows is that he’s in the middle of the damn woods and he’s gone sober as fuck and he really really needs water. He may have lost his voice at this point.

“Tae!” Jimin whisper-shouts.

“What?” He whisper-shouts back.

“I really need to drink water so I’m heading back first.”

“Noo I need my comrade with me—“

“And listen to you both fuck the angst out of each other? No thanks.”

Jimin loves Tae to bits he does, but right now he loves his bed more.

✩

Jimin feels the pull of of his muscles and the sores at his shoulders as he trudges back to his room. When enters the room, he doesn’t expect to see Yoongi splayed so prettily on all fours, ass up in the fucking air, hands and legs bounded with ribbons. Where the hell did he get even get those from?

He hears Jimin enters and turns, head in a funny angle, hair in a mess. Sin is on Jimin’s mind and Yoongi wears innocence on his face.

“Is this what you meant by I want you bounded on all fours Jimin? I did extensive research online and replicated the most common imagery that kept cropping up.” Yoongi says.

“Jesus, hyung,” Jimin breathes. He quickly shuts the door and paces towards Yoongi.

What the hell is he to do, on one hand the sight is making him feel some type of way, fuck, on another hand he feels like he’s cheating Yoongi into something.

“Hyung,” Jimin calls.

“Hyung,” Yoongi repeats, his head facing the pillow and his ass still in the air (and Jimin can’t stop staring at his skin, he wants to touch, fuck). Yoongi doesn’t turn back, just mumbles to himself where Jimin can’t see him.

“Hyung.” Jimin presses.

“Are you displeased? Shall I change—” Yoongi shifts, tries to sit up – a feat any other human might have failed hilariously but he does it with such poise and ease, turns and sits his ass on his heels and has the bounds on his arms undone. Yoongi’s cock is curved up, red and thick against his tummy. This is entirely unfair. Just how advanced are these damn droids?

“No I am very pleased, actually.” Jimin starts. Yoongi watches him, with curious eyes, unabashed. Jimin takes in all of Yoongi: the curved ends of his fringe, the slant of his eyes, the slope of his nose. How he takes in a breath and his chest actually expands, his shoulders heave, his collarbones jut. Yoongi stares back just as Jimin watches him. The only difference is Yoongi doesn’t blink. He usually does, Jimin remembers. But he doesn’t question, just watches, tries to piece him apart just as much as how Yoongi is probably memorising him.

Jimin wonders what’s it like to have accurate eternal memory.

“Jimin?” Yoongi asks.

“Shh,” Jimin takes his hand and gently swipes his thumb over Yoongi’s lips. He can feel Yoongi’s breath against his skin. Yoongi will have eternal memory of this night. Jimin will remember how his heart slammed against his chest.

“Do you feel love hyung?” Jimin asks, softly. His rubs his finger gently, tries to commit to memory the plush of Yoongi’s lower lip. Yoongi parts them slightly.

“I have a love function, if that’s what you mean.” Yoongi answers.

“I can have it turned on for you, if you’d like.” Yoongi offers.

Jimin smiles.

“No it’s okay hyung. I like you like this. Whatever it is.” Jimin gets up on the bed slowly, his knee dipping the mattress, Yoongi staying rooted to his position, his arms crossed over his stomach shyly.

“I just want you to relax? To feel good?” Jimin breathes, mere inches apart from Yoongi.

“Feel good,” Yoongi repeats. Jimin leans in close, smelling the sweet scent of musk and presses chapped lips against soft ones. His heart jackrabbits in his ribs and Yoongi kisses him back gently first, tentative. Jimin wonders how are droids programmed to feel this real like human, yet not.

“I can do that.” Yoongi thinks aloud.

It’s the sweet taste on his tongue that gets Jimin wanting more, roaming hands against milky, white skin, and he inches to reach every expanse. He wants to leave marks, he wants to ruin this perfect picture.

Yoongi moans into the kiss and Jimin pulls him back and they both fall onto the bed, drinking each other up as if parched.

He’s hard, Jimin can feel his cock throbbing in his pants, can feel it curve and it bulges uncomfortably, and he kisses harder, scratches at Yoongi’s back, for purchase, for comfort, for release.

He doesn’t expect, but Yoongi grinds against him, ruts in slow, circular motion, and Jimin’s jaw go slack. Yoongi kisses him, trails wet sloppy ones (aren’t they build for perfection?) along his jaw, down his neck, licks a stripe of skin against his collarbone. Jimin sucks in a breath.

Yoongi easily removes Jimin’s pants and tosses it aside and Jimin watches with lidded eyes as it hooks swiftly onto the doorknob. He leans back again, feels his head meld into the fabric (darn this memory foam mattress shit Jin has), feels his skin on fire and his heart at his throat. Yoongi starts fisting at his cock, his hands slick and already wet but Jimin is too goddamn lost in his head to comprehend shit. Yoongi grips tightly, hard, squeezes even at one point and strokes his cock slowly, so sweet of a friction that drives half Jimin into a frenzy, writhing under the sheets, pretty dirty noises spilling from his lips.

“Yoongi,” Jimin breathes.

Yoongi flicks his wrist and thumbs at the underside of his head. “I’m guessing from the way your heart rate is hitting 127 beats per minute, I am doing this correctly?” Yoongi slurs at the shell of Jimin’s ear.

“Wow yes, talk dirty to me hyung,” Jimin almost cracks a laugh.

Yoongi stops and hovers above Jimin, and he doesn’t want to, but Jimin eventually looks into his eyes. Yoongi smiles sweetly, his eyes like stars glistening back and Jimin feels his heart skip two beats. Yoongi leans in to kiss him, tenderly and slowly and Jimin licks into the roof of his mouth. Jimin pushes Yoongi up, who gets the hint, and brings Jimin up with ease until they sit on the bed once again. They don’t break their kiss as Jimin guides Yoongi into straddling him, Jimin’s hand sliding down Yoongi’s back, gripping at his waist and eventually cupping his ass sitting it nicely on his wet cock.

“Shit, hyung, Yoongi,” Jimin groans, voice wrecked and they had barely done shit.

Yoongi looks at him, and there’s a glint in his eyes, black and wild. The sheets are a wrinkled, wet mess, and both pay no mind to it. Yoongi jerks up and slams his ass down again, wet and slippery along Jimin’s cock.

Jimin is actually fucking proud he hasn’t come right there and then, at what his peak youth of age but he’s going to explode soon at this rate.

“Hyung, need your ass. Can I fuck you?” He splurts.

Yoongi says nothing and strips Jimin’s shirt away. His kisses grow hungry, and Jimin swears Yoongi might leave a bruise from the way he kisses.

“You can do anything you want to me,” comes his breathy reply. And it’s moments like these that Jimin entirely forgets what Yoongi is, and feels what comes from his heart. After tonight, he’s finding who developed and pieced Yoongi together and sending them a fucking nobel prize.

“Lube, condoms, drawers—”

“We don’t need condoms.” Yoongi reminds him. Jimin almost feels stupid.

“Lube? I like it when it’s really wet,” Jimin confesses shyly, in between soft kisses. Yoongi stops grinding into Jimin and places his hands at Jimin’s shoulders. He thumbs at Jimin’s collarbone, and Jimin exhales a breath. You’re so pretty. I wish you were real. (But I am real?)

“I have a self-lubricant function. I’m made for this.” Yoongi says.

I’m made for this rings at Jimin’s ear and he lets Yoongi line himself up along Jimin’s cock, the mattress dipping low at his side.

Right before Yoongi sinks into Jimin’s aching cock, he looks up into him and asks, “Shall I turn my settings up so it’s tighter for you?” He almost smiles.

“No,” Jimin holds his wrist.

“I like you like this. Whatever it is.”

Yoongi looks away as he sinks his ass into Jimin’s cock and Jimin half loses his mind. It’s so tight and it feels so fucking amazing. Yoongi shifts, slowly until his balls deep and Jimin sucks in a breath.

“Fuck.” It’s shaky and chipped at the edges Jimin barely recognizes his own voice.

“Fuck me?” Yoongi stares into Jimin’s brown orbs.

Jimin rocks them slowly first, his thighs clenching, his whole body clenching, his breathing heaved and Yoongi starts grinding down, riding him, and they find a heated rhythm, the sound of skin slapping against skin and wet, slick noises the only thing reverberating across the room.

“Yoongi,” Jimin gasps when the android whines at one point, when Jimin snaps his hips up and Yoongi slams his ass down, his lips parting and his eyes tightly shut. Yoongi has his head lolled back and his neck exposed, his adam apple bopping as he swallows. Jimin sucks at skin there hard enough to bruise.

He doesn’t remember exactly who finds who, but they meet in the middle, and Jimin finds their hands interlocked as he fucks into Yoongi, fucks him into oblivion, and he loses his self.

✩

Androids sex are a thing. It’s a commonality in the world they now live in. It’s in fact very popular, in different districts and there are shit ton of kinks, settings and demand for droid sex because they aren’t human. They do things no human can and people like that shit. They crave it. People can fall in love with droids too; they fall in love with them all the time. Jimin doesn’t know if droids can actually fall in love, but he’s heard of cases, where droids had to be overwritten of their motherboards, or entirely re-coded because they supposedly fell in love. Most of the time with their makers since they probably spend the longest periods with. Other times with their owners. Jimin doesn’t really remember the news reported much about AI, frankly.

He wonders why the news doesn’t report or research on shit like how droids sleep (charging?), how peaceful and serene they can look sleeping. He sees the marks littered across Yoongi’s body and wonders if they fade over time like how his will. Or he can easily have them removed in a blink of an eye. Or do they actually stay on, permanently?

Yoongi sleeps on quietly, the lull of the aircon the only noise in the background. Jimin leans in and presses a soft kiss on his forehead, dresses up and leaves. He doesn’t like the way his heart squeezes.

“Oh Jiminie hyung,” He hears Jungkook call him from behind. He turns and smiles.

“Wild night?” Jungkook expression changes when he spots something at Jimin’s neck.

“Wilder than yours could ever be.” Jimin smirks. Jungkook coughs then heads off.

Jimin ends up running around the lakehouse for the next hour.

✩

Everyone’s all packed and ready to leave but Jimin’s the last because after his run he decided to walk by the woods, taking in the freshness of the air and the calmness of the space. He fell asleep on the grass with the sun shining gently on his face. Taehyung found him and half carried him back to the lakehouse.

Jimin places his last item in his luggage and ignores Jungkook who honks every two minutes. He hears laughter and shouts from his window. When he gets up and reaches for his duffel bag he sees Zoe by the door. She looks at him intently. Jimin grins at her – what a sight to see her without Jin for once, a tease ready at the tip on his tongue, but she beats him to it.

“Got everything Jimin?”

“Yeah.” He smiles, pulling his luggage along. They meet by the doorway and she doesn’t move just yet. Holds his his wrist and asks, “You okay?”

It feels like a punch to the gut because it’s unfair how easy he’s read open like a book. Or maybe Zoe’s just really good at pulling apart frayed seams.

“Yeah I’m great.” Jimin beams brighter than usual. Zoe doesn’t prod and releases her grasp.

“Well, Yoongi is looking for you. He’s down by the lake.”

“Jungkook⁠—”

“He’ll wait⁠.” Zoe sing-songs then pats at Jimin’s arm before whistling down the stairs.

✩

The droid stands by the pier, hands in his pockets, the wind ruffling at his hair.

“Zoe said you were looking for me?” Jimin clears his throat. Yoongi turns, and it’s odd seeing him in simple casual wear like an oversized shirt and basketball shorts. It’s odd how natural he blends in.

“Yes I wanted to say goodbye. And give you a hug.” He adds awkwardly. Something tugs at Jimin’s heartstrings.

“Oh. Sure. Well, I’m leaving now.” Jimin laughs nervously.

Yoongi walks towards him, and wraps his arms around his neck. The hug is tight and last longer than usual (Jimin doesn’t mind) and for a moment, he thought he almost felt Yoongi’s heartbeat through his thin black cotton.

“Thank you for last night. I have it favorited and stored under your folder.” Yoongi informs. His eyes curves into crescent and his lips curl upwards into a small smile. He thinks Yoongi looks so pretty like this.

“My folder—”

“Yeah you know—”

“—I know.” Jimin cuts him off. He has always been a curious kid, blazing into the world like fire through a barren forest. He burns like the summer’s air and cut like December’s frost. Yet when it comes to Yoongi, there’s a shake in his heart and he’s off-kilter and Jimin doesn’t like how it feels. Maybe he’s better off computing, storing, like Yoongi.

“Bye Yoongi.” Jimin smiles.

“Goodbye Jimin.”

Jimin never did well with farewells. That’s why he avoids it altogether.

“See you when I see you.” He laughs, when the air got a bit heavy and his eyes stung a little.

Yoongi just grinned. Jimin turns and half-runs back to the cars, lest he decides he never wants to fucking leave this place.

✩

Yoongi watches, as the cars drove off, leaving smoke in the trails, melting into the summer air and the clouds decide it’s time for the sun to come out again.

There’s an automatic update Yoongi senses coming on and he doesn’t bother heading back into the house, in the shade. It’s not like he can feel the sunrays. He senses the heat, as he’s wired to, coded, to be as life-like as possible but he doesn’t perspire and his skin doesn’t actually prickle so he just stands there, by the road.

When the update finishes Yoongi roars back to life, and he...feels different. He accesses his drive and finds Jimin’s folder tucked in an entirely different independent drive, one he’s never known before. Yoongi frowns, and heads back to the house, his call sensor beeping from Jin’s dad, many miles away from here.

Yoongi writes a short message as he walks and sends it to his maker. Perhaps he would schedule an appointment with her, and asks about the independent drive.

He dreams of Jimin that night.

✩

INPUT NEW: LOADING. . .

WAITING. . .

GENERATING. . .

NEW INPUT GENERATED

ADDED INTO ‘JIMINIE’

FAVOURITED.

01001001 00100000 01101100 01101001 01101011 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01101100 01101001 01101011 01100101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00101110 00100000 01010111 01101000 01100001 01110100 01100101 01110110 01100101 01110010 00100000 01101001 01110100 00100000 01101001 01110011 00101110

✩

END

#BSCproject #summer x smut #yoongi x jimin smut fic #btssmutclub

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ofheroesandvillains · 6 years ago

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What Is Owed - Steve Rogers

Steve/Anti-hero!reader (eventually)

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: None that I can think of?

Summary: A damsel in distress…just not the one you’d expect.

Okay! So this is pretty short because I was thinking about writing more of these for different points in time when reader and Steve run into each other. That’ll make sense after reading. But please let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in! I’m not too��happy with this part because I cut it down a lot for the next part, so it doesn't feel complete to me. But hopefully you enjoy it!

(Gif not mine!)

On days like these you couldn’t help but think that they didn’t pay you enough to do your job.

Lately, you’d been forced to deal with a group of hired guns so moronic that you honestly wondered why your employer even bothered with them in the first place. This was well below your pay-grade, but you also knew that after a number of failed attempts at locating a certain serum your boss wanted, a simple slap on the wrists wasn’t going to cut it. They either got the job done, or they wouldn’t get the chance to try again - you’d make sure of that.

So here you were, all mean-faced and pissed off, strolling through the old abandoned warehouse (typical, you inwardly scoffed) to meet the leader of this little group. The sound of echoing footsteps alerted the guards and you were greeted with the barrel of a gun as you rounded a corner.

There were four of them, sweating bullets and clearly on edge. The leader was the scrawniest, and clearly the ’smart one’. He was quick to pull his comrade’s gun down to face the ground, hissing something in his ear before offering you his best smile - which turned out to be far shakier than you would have guessed for a mercenary. It did wonders for your ego.

“Agent Nyx…the serum, as requested.” He wasn’t wasting any time and clicked his fingers at one of his men. He was quick to present a suitcase. They seemed to want to be there just as much as you did, so you were grateful for the efficiency this time ‘round.

The leader watched on anxiously as you flicked the latches and eased the suitcase open. Your expression gave nothing away, and he found himself fidgeting when your impassive stare turned to him. He could feel the sweat building across the back of his neck.

“I-I also have another gift for you…” after a beat of silence and mounting anxiety, he cleared his throat.

“It’s an apology really, for our previous failures.” He quickly added, eager to finally have your gaze directed elsewhere.

“Well?” You cocked a brow. “Show me.”

He jumped as if he’d been shocked, quickly shuffling over to what looked like a storage room and shooting glances back over his shoulder to check that you were in fact following. He unbolted the door with a loud clang, and eased it open. You didn’t miss the way his eyes darted around the room. Paranoid, or cautious?

The sound of dripping water echoed throughout the tiny room, and the only source of light was a dim lightbulb, swaying from the ceiling and drawing attention to the only noteworthy thing in the room.

Definitely cautious.

If you focused, you could hear ragged pants entwined with the steady drip-drop of water. No, not water…your eyes zeroed in on the IV. You almost did a double-take at the sight of the man sat chained to the chair before you. You could feel the mercenary’s eyes on you, waiting for a reaction and hoping it was one of approval.

You hid your surprise and discomfort well.

“Captain America…” you murmured, slowly approaching his weakened form. It was an incredibly rare sight, and served to remind you that even he wasn’t invincible.

His pale eyes, glazed and drooping, were doing their best to stay open against the effects of whatever they had pumping through the IV lodged in his arm. You could see the recognition flutter over his handsome features for a split second, a slight widening of his eyes, a shift in his posture - little things only you could notice.

“N-Nngh…” he tried, your name on the tip of his lax tongue. Well, the only name he knew you by.

“Sh, shh…” you hushed him, and for some reason, he obeyed.

Tearing your eyes away from him, you shot your contact a practiced smile.

“You’ve outdone yourself.”

He practically preened at the praise. His men had failed your employer one too many times to go unpunished, but he’d hoped that this would be enough to pardon their short-comings. His shoulder’s slumped in relief when you confirmed that it was.

“You and your men are free to go.”

He didn’t wait around, spluttering a few words of thanks and farewell that you completely ignored, before all but launching himself out of the room. You didn’t care, it was better for you this way.

A soft groan captured you attention.

You tilted his his chin up with your thumb and forefinger to get a better look at him, and watched as his head lolled back pathetically against the chair.

He groaned again. It seemed like it was the only thing he could do.

“What am I going to do with you, huh?”

His eyes managed to pry themselves open at the sound of your voice, and you sighed. You had a decision to make, and though you knew you really shouldn’t, you did anyway. The IV was eased out of his arm and he huffed quietly. You assumed it was a sound of gratitude, but judging by the grimace on his face, it may have been discomfort instead.

“Gi…ngh...gim-gimme a min…”

“Oh? To do what exactly?” You cocked a brow sarcastically.

Steve levelled you with the best glare he could muster. You rolled your eyes and moved over to help him stand. It was a tall ask, you both knew that, and Steve swayed precariously until you forced his arm around your shoulders and allowed him to rest his weight on you. You grunted at the effort it took to hold his hulking frame up, but tightened your hold when he tried to pull away out of guilt.

Always gotta be a goddamn hero…

“Stop it,” you snapped when the stubborn ass tried it again, “we need to get to the car, and you’re not exactly up to the task alone, are you?”

He heaved a deep breath but didn’t waste any energy on a reply. The sound alone was enough to communicate his irritation, exhaustion, and his defeat where your argument was involved. Instead, he let you drag him to your car. Exhaustion hit the moment he slumped into the back seat, and the soft rocking of the vehicle lulled him to sleep.

When Steve woke up it was to unfamiliar surroundings. The time was a mystery to him, but it was dark out. The room wasn’t particularly big, just big enough to fit the bed he was on, a small desk, and a dresser. The walls looked like they were made out of wooden planks, and as he sat up in his bed, he could see the silhouette of trees against pale moonlight through his window.

A floorboard creaked from somewhere outside his room, and he was alert once more. A hundred questions raced through his mind, but they were quick to disperse when his memories finally caught up to him. He remembered seeing your face, or perhaps that was just another one of his many dreams, maybe even a hallucination, he couldn’t tell. But his gut told him that he was safe, for some strange reason, he knew it was you - even if he had no idea how you managed to drag him inside alone.

He couldn’t tell how long he’d been out for, or kept incapacitated by those goons, but even if it had only been a day, Bucky and Sam were likely losing their minds by now.

They wouldn’t find him here for a long while, he knew that. You were too good at your job, and no matter how much Sam didn’t like you, if you wanted to hurt him you wouldn’t have been there busting his ass out of trouble…again.

He didn’t know how it started, this sense of trust. You weren’t friends, you should have been enemies, but Steve trusted his gut. He always had, and he always would. His gut told him that you were a good person in a bad situation, and maybe that’s why he found himself gravitating to you. It hardly mattered anymore. Even if you didn’t feel the same trust in him, he’d remind you every chance he got that there was more to you than you let on, and that you could have a friend in him if you ever wanted one.

Another creak tore him from his thoughts and he eased himself out of bed, leaning against the small desk as his word tipped from side to side. He screwed his eyes shut and took a deep, steadying breath. Better...kinda.

Slowly, he made his way out of the room and down the dark hallway, towards the only light in the cabin. His head was swimming again, and he opted for leaning against the back wall instead of trying to make it over to you.

Your back was facing him as you emptied the suitcase’s contents into a duffle bag. He had half a mind to argue against you taking whatever it was your boss asked you to retrieve, but he was in no shape to deal with the situation if you put up a fight. There was also the fact that you’d gone out of your way to likely save his life, and it didn’t sit well with him, the thought of wronging you after that.

Just leave it for now, we’ll get Tony on it later…

Steve doubted that you hadn’t already sensed his presence, but still you refused to acknowledge him first. Stubborn little thing, he mused.

“Leaving already?”

You didn’t even flinch at the sound of his rough voice, confirming his suspicions. He was patient as you zipped the duffle, and bustled about the room to grab the last of your weapons. It must have been a safe house you were quite familiar with, and he felt a strange warmth seep into his chest at the thought of you trusting him enough to bring him there.

“Wasn’t meant to take this long to begin with.”

To anyone else, you would have sounded abrasive, but Steve knew better. He also knew that he’d unintentionally made your life that much more difficult.

“Thank you, by the way…I uh, I owe you one.” Or three, he mentally added.

Steve cleared his throat, a faint blush finding its way to his cheeks. It wasn’t unusual for him to go home with a few bumps and bruises after a mission, but being completely immobilised was embarrassing. Especially in front of someone who would likely have never found themselves in that situation in the first place. Someone whose opinion he (against all logical reasoning) cared about.

“Yeah, well,” you sighed, sliding your gun back into its holster, “don’t get used to it.”

“You say that,” he huffed, a small smile tugging at his lips, “but this is the third time you’ve had a clear shot.”

“And?” You cocked a brow and finally looked over at him.

Your eyes had a mind of their own as they assessed him and offered a reassurance you didn’t know you needed. It was certainly one you’d been trying to tell yourself you didn’t want. He looked a lot better, the serum was probably to thank for the speedy recovery, but you just wanted to make sure he wasn’t about to collapse on his feet. That’s why your eyes took their time tracing the outline of the arms crossed over his broad chest.

You tore your gaze away and tried to focus on the task at hand.

“And I’m starting to wonder why you haven’t taken it.” He said softly.

So softly that it made you falter for a split second.

“Did you ever consider that maybe you’re just not that high on my list of priorities?”

His brows shot up and he uncrossed his arms, looking every bit the skeptic you knew him to be.

“Is that right?” He asked, doubt heavy in his tone. “Captain America is low on HYDRA’s list of priorities?”

“Don’t get cocky now, Steven.” You shot him an unimpressed glance. “Or else I’ll think Stark is finally rubbing off on you.”

He smiled at that.

“Alright, well, if it’s not that…” he pushed off the wall, and slowly made his way over.

You pointedly ignored the large shadow that settled over you - something he noted. A gentle hand wrapped around you elbow, halting your movements and demanding your attention. You heaved a loud sigh but gave him the eye contact you knew he wanted. There was a look in those clear blue eyes that made you squirm, but you refused to be the one to look away.

“Maybe…maybe there’s just more good in you than you say there is.”

You scoffed, and with a roll of your eyes you slipped your final knife back in its sheath - perhaps a little too forcefully.

“Don’t get your hopes up, Cap. I go where they send me, like you.” You pointed out with a tight smile, before throwing the duffle bag over your shoulder and turning to look him in the eye once more. “One day that might just lead me to you…and when I finally take that shot, I won’t miss.”

His smile fell, but despite your words, Steve could see the cracks in your armour. He wasn’t the only one that didn’t know what this was - this back and forth that you had every time you ran into each other (which was far more often that you’d think). But what he did know was that somewhere within the time you’d known each other, you managed to scrawl your name on the list of people he cared about. Now, that list was quite short and he doubted that you knew just how highly he thought of you, but if it ever came to it, he’d do whatever he could to keep you safe. All you had to do was ask…which he knew was highly unlikely in the first place.

Steve wasn’t a gambling man, but he’d wager that your words were nothing more than an empty threat. Because somewhere along the line he’d etched his own name on your list, and despite the hold that HYDRA had on you, you’d done nothing but go out of your own way to keep him safe on multiple occasions.

So, he ignored the small voice inside his head that told him to grasp the hand that lightly brushed his own as you walked by him, and he silently watched as you shot him one last glance before stepping out of the cabin. He’d argued with you before, telling you that you were better than this, better than HYDRA. The first time it happened, you’d shot him down instantly, but the more he tried, the clearer the cracks became.

You didn’t want this, he knew you didn’t. But it was all you knew, and there was a safety to be felt in familiarity. It would take time, he couldn’t force you.

He shook his head with a sigh and looked over the room for any trace of a phone or laptop in order to contact his friends. The only thing he found was a folded post-it note on a small coffee table. Steve frowned as he hobbled over, but it melted away into a soft smile after reading and re-reading the note.

Kraków, that’s all you’re getting.

At least give me a 24-hour head start…and stop getting into trouble.

He may have failed his mission that day, but it wasn’t the only one he had. If it was the last thing he did, he’d see you out of HYDRA, that much he could promise himself.

#steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #marvel #captain america x reader #captain america x you #captain america #captain america fanfiction #captain america imagine #steve rogers fanfiction

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anahera-sdm · 6 years ago

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Hotel Del Luna (2019) Thoughts

Warning: will contain spoilers. I suggest you watch the drama first to relate with what I’m talking about because it will be messy.

Disclaimer: Everything written only reflects my own thoughts. There’s a possibility of incoherence. Forgive me, sometimes my brain is all over the place.

Ever since IU was announced as a main lead for this drama, I have been looking forward to it. I have enjoyed IU’s other dramas especially her most recent one in Netflix - Persona. Yeo Jin goo is an actor I like but the last drama of his that I was able to finish (and barely at that) was Orange Marmalade (2015). I couldn’t get into his next dramas after that and ended up dropping them.

After seeing the plot and the fantasy tag (I always have a soft spot for fantasy dramas), as much as I enjoyed and looked forward to new episodes of its predecessor, Arthdal Chronicles, I also could not wait for it to start.

Additional warning: Everything is all over the place and this is going to be a lengthy post. I wrote everything that I wanted to talk about right after watching the subbed version of the last episode but there is no proper structure. I apologise in advance if you decide to read everything.

I don’t even know where I should start. The Hong Sisters really did well with this drama - the years spent on it was worth it. That ending was, I can’t believe I’m saying this but I was so satisfied even though they didn’t spend much time together in this life. I was expecting a bittersweet ending when the drama started anyway. I loved the ending and that reincarnation scene (although it is not definite but just an ‘eventually, it will end up that way’ scene) was everything to me. I don’t know why but I loved how they didn’t try to extend Man Wol’s time with Chan Seong (example, releasing her from the hotel and making her human again). It was enough for me because Man Wol also spent enough time suffering. Her time with Chan Seong, although brief, was good enough because she experienced the love she needed and she gets sent off full of it.

That twist at the end though, how Chan Seong was chosen by Mago - I’m crying. Chan Seong was definitely a reincarnation of someone from her past. They were actually acquainted during Man Wol’s childhood - and he was the one who introduced her to the guesthouse of the moon.

So now, let’s go to the other parts I really wanna talk about.

One of the reasons why I got hooked and invested with Hotel Del Luna was the fact the way they executed the comical elements despite the horror and drama tags. Additionally, the music and the CGI were really well done. The soundtrack really gets me.

The other reasons, well, IU can really pull off Jang Man Wol - a protagonist who can be ruthless, has a slightly bitchy attitude, crooked (but her actions can be justified) and holds a deep resentment. Yet, she has her cute sides too; all the Kim Joon Hyun moments were a sight to see (her obsession for the restaurants he’s been to, enjoyed it! Later we find out her obsession to find good restaurants were actually influenced by Chan Seong who went to the past! Mind blown!). And her fighting scenes were so cool. IU’s eyes are really expressive in my eyes -

Appreciate.

I love how despite being crude in her ways when it comes to dealing with the grudges of the souls she’s helping, there is an underlying meaning to it - example, Hyun Joong being able to graduate because of the money donated by his friend. And, I can’t blame her for loving money and wealth. After all, that was what she didn’t have when she was living. I have to add that one of the things I look forward to every episode was IU’s outfit changes. She looks so good in everything! [I actually couldn’t stop myself from buying some of the stuff she wore. Hold your horses, I can only afford the cheap ones like the earrings and hair clips from Get Me Bling that she wore. And I wanna do a face palm because I accidentally bought 2 sets for one of her earrings so now I’m like, what do I do with this?]

The bickering between the leads together with that comical/mischievous soundtrack, pure gold. It’s easily one of my favourite moments. It’s just really funny how sometimes Jang Man Wol is left without words because Chan Seong is right.

The more I watch this gif tho, it starts to look weirder to look at so don't watch it more than 10 times.

I also like how they dealt with Man Wol’s back story - not giving the viewers everything in just one episode. Instead, it was spliced and distributed nicely throughout. Oh but gods, I was a wreck when everything was laid down - Chung Myung’s sacrifice... I just can’t. And how he was with her as a firefly since the beginning... My heart... I actually forgot that scene from the beginning until they showed it again. I though it was just an artistic shot. I actually wanted Man Wol to go with him to the afterlife when it was finally time for him to go. When she escorted him, I wanted her to walk with him during that moment. But at the same time, I can see that there was only a one-sided love left between them because Man Wol spent so many years resenting him that there was no love left. When she finally learned the truth, the only thing left in her was forgiveness and that was the only thing she can offer. The CGI on the bridge to the afterlife though, the aesthetic, props to the CGI team.

Can I just talk about how the actor grew on me? Like, omg, I’m now looking forward to any drama he’s going to be on. [Note: I have since seen him in a new drama, The Great Show (I was watching it because of Lee Sunbin (one of my favourite actresses)) and he’s the teen version of the male lead! I screamed when I saw him.] I should check him out on his previous dramas but when I saw the list of dramas, I don’t think I’ll get into them yet.

Help my heart, their story is so sad.

Helping Kim Seonbi /Kim Si Ik solve his grudge was really fun to watch. And the ‘fact’ that he was the writer of those stories almost all Koreans know, what a twist. Man Wol really cared for him despite not showing it to him - how she tried to find a way to solve his grudge and how she cried after he finally left.

Choi Seo hee’s story was an unfortunate one but it added more flavour to the already flavourful drama. Those who value family ties or still have crooked views when it comes to family lineage will resonate with her story and perhaps have a change of heart.

Hyun Joong; I love how they gave more depth to his story. That it was not only because of his sister that he was staying as a hotel staff but deep inside there was a resentment. When they wrapped his story up, all I can do was to smile wistfully. His story arc with Yuna was a great addition despite their bittersweet goodbye.

The Sanchez story arc; I... I... He was such a fun character and a good friend to Chan Seong. I sincerely thought they were going to get rid of his character when he went overseas to oversee the funeral of his girlfriend. But we got him back and see another side to him - a rather relatable side where if one loses a loved one, they would find ways to reconnect or hold on to any sliver of hope that they’ll be able to once more be able to talk to them or give them something. Probably, not making sense anymore, but if you’ve lost a loved one before, you’ll get what I'm talking about. After finally getting over it, well, he was not the same Sanchez after that but there was growth in his character.

Mira and Young soo. A twist of fate, these two. Enemies in the past life but became lovers in their current life. Their bitter fates became sweeter this time around. I can't entirely hate on Mira’s past life because her next lives were spent repenting (although it wasn’t shown). Her currently life was finally rewarded, if you can call being with Young soo in her current life a reward. I kept on thinking Mira was just like Chan Seong (not a rich person) but I was so surprised to learn her parents were kimchi factory owners and that Young Soo ate those kimchi since young.

Mago - easily my favourite character. Wait, characters. Because of how many personalities/sisters she has. Really have to give mad props to the actress. She is just so good. Probably my favourite sister has to be the pink sister and then the eldest. It was so funny when they were having a meeting discussing about the new hotel owner and mentioned the ‘poor’ sister still stuck in Joseon dynasty.

Ah, the cameos in this drama. I can’t not cover that.The amount of cameo is just, whoa! This drama is so rich with it. Some really memorable ones to me are: Kim Won hae (as a corrupt mayor), Lee Joon Gi (as an exorcist; Park Il Do hahah, The Guest feels (I ought to make a post on my thoughts about this drama soon); can’t forget the Scarlet Heart feels too), Lee Si Eon (as an astronaut; I couldn't help laugh at the scene), Lee Yi-kyung (as an actor who can’t really act; Waikiki feels!), Kim Joon Hyun (as himself; I screamed because the first few scenes didn't show his face), Park Jin Joo (as an imaginary spirit), Sulli (as the granddaughter of Chairman Wang), Nam Da reum(as a water deity; I really don’t like the fact he’s younger than me; kidding. He’s a talented kid.) Hwang Young Hee (as IU’s previous manager; she’s a really good actress) and Kim Soo Hyun (as the new owner of the hotel; He renamed it Hotel Blue Moon. I’m telling you, I hyperventilated when his scene came. Such a good way to end the drama - at least for me. Hotel Blue Moon as a drama please!)

For the last episode, I wanted to watch it during the actual broadcast time but I actually calculated the time wrongly (thinking I'm 4 hours ahead but actually just 3 hours; good thing I checked the site). I missed the first 25 mins of the actual broadcast. But I eventually re-watched it with subs and came to write this post). I can only understand roughly 80-85% of the dialogue for the raw version but even then, I was bawling - all the goodbyes; it was so sad but so satisfying at the same time because they were sent off really well. From Kim Seonbi’s to Choi Seohee’s. Painful to see the goodbyes but also very heartwarming; how they finally come to resolve their resentments, came to realizations and tied up loose ends - it was so beautiful. The relationship between the Hotel crew was just so precious - Jang Man Wol crying as she realises how she’ll miss them. Feels. Feels. Feels.

Overall, I learned so many things in this drama and came to certain realisations such as treasuring the time you have with others, don’t take it for granted. One day, when the time to say goodbye comes, you won’t regret anything. Also, even the people who did bad things in their life can have the chance to live a better one in the next once they have paid for those wrongdoings.

This drama was a perfect blend of comedy, drama, horror, fantasy, romance. In terms of food, it satisfied my cravings. Watching this drama was one of the best things that I did this year. As much as I want to talk more about this drama and cover more areas, I should stop here. All in all, I would say, I really loved this drama. I’ll definitely go back to watching this when I have nothing else to watch. P.S. I ought to make a Jang Man Wol inspired look but when I tried, I failed.

I’ll miss you, Jang Man Wol-ssi.

Rating: 10 / 10

Re-watch value : 10 / 10

Soundtrack : 10 / 10

#hotel del luna #iu #yeo jin goo #korean drama #jang man wol #gu chan seong

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nitaescence · 7 years ago

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BTS | Scenario #17

| Your child is happy to see his/her father / he watches you breastfeed your child |

Pairing : Husband&Father!BTS x Wife&Mother!Reader

Genre : Fluff

Word Count : 200 for each

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Kim Seokjin

Lazily lying on the biggest couch of the living-room, you’re immersed in the reading of your book. Your eight-month-old baby girl is quietly playing with her soft toys on the mattress at your feet as cartoons are playing in the background. Her babbling often urges you to look down to her and meet her lovely big brown eyes and toothless smile.

A while later, the sudden sound of keys turning in the lock grabs her attention and her gaze locks towards where she's heard the noise. The door eventually opens and Seokjin appears entering and closing the door behind him. Out of the corner of your eyes, you can see your little girl giving up on her toys to start crawling without a sound and as quickly as her unsteady limbs allows her towards her father. She babbles some words to him and your husband grins at her sight. He crouches down to take her in his arms. The lovely sight makes you smile as well and you lay down your book open to join them. Curling your arms around Seokjin, you kiss his lips longly.

He smothers Jinae's cheeks with sweet kisses, “I missed you so much my princesses.”

Min Yoongi

Little Dae Won is sleeping peacefully is his father's arms who seems quite composed yet slightly scared to do something wrong as he makes sure to hold his son the best way he's learn to do. Your baby boy has been sleeping for some time now and slowly begins to stir in his sleep. He suddenly bursts into tears and a frown scrunches his features as he wiggles his little limbs.

Yoongi remains calm but you can still hear the panic in his voice when he calls your name. You come out of the bathroom after having washed your hands thoroughly and stride to join your husband on your bed. You carefully take your baby son who's still crying and gently lie him in your arms. You ask Yoongi for his help. His long and cold fingers nimbly undo your nursing bra, brushing your warm skin in the motion. You gently position your nipple in front of your baby's mouth which opens and latches on it as soon as he's felt it nudging him. Yoongi stays close and watches you feed your son with dreamy eyes, peppering his tiny feet with sweet kisses.

“Look at him. He's so cute.”

Jung Hoseok

When Hoseok finally comes back home, it's late in the afternoon. The apartment is silent and he thus thinks that you went out. He gets rid of his shoes, coat and bags nearby the entrance door before walking further inside. He goes to glance in the living-room but no one's there, then walks across your room.

It's dark inside but the more he pushes the door open, the clearer it becomes and he notices you asleep on the bed. Then, two curious eyes peeking over your figure and Hoseok's face lightens. He coos at Raeyeon, your baby girl, and a beautiful and large smile curves her lips. She stretches her arms in the air but he encourages her to come to him first. She struggles to climb over you, still dazed from her nap, and promptly crawls to her father. Your husband reacts immediately and gets close to her before she reaches the edge of the bed. He takes her in his arms and covers her fluffy cheeks with several kisses as he pats her bed hair. Her laughs breaks the silence and Hoseok's eyes shift to you when you move in your sleep.

“Let's go out. Mommy's tired.”

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon can't get his eyes off his son. He never gets tired watching him and never will be. Seungmin seems so tiny and fragile compared to him, his tiny fingers barely able to curl around his. Lying on his front, your husband lets himself get lost in his staring of the little human being, caged in between his arms, while his soft and long fingers ever so slightly brush his delicate head and baby hair.

Namjoon dips down to soflty kiss Seungmin on his forehead and your baby boy soon begins squirming as his whail softly builds up. The man leans back, distraught, and tries to understand the reason of his son's crying. Coming out of the kitchen, you reassure him, explaining that he must be hungry. Namjoon's mouth parts in an 'o' and he carefully takes Seungmin in his hands, the two of them large enough to cover his entire height, while you sit beside him and prepares to breastfeed your son. You gently take him in your embrace as your husband scoots closer. He kisses your naked shoulder, his eyes glued to Seungmin's now serene face.

“ Eat well, Seungmin-ie so you'll easily break things just like me.”

Park Jimin

You thought your house would be quieter now that Changmin, your eldest son goes to kindergarten. Certainly not. His younger sister, Jay is as energetic as her brother and put you through the wringer. If she isn't picky about her food, then she won't feel like napping or the reverse.

You're ready to change her diaper, after getting all the essential. You pick her up from the indoor baby park and position her on the blanket you've laid on top of the mattress between your legs. You've just had the time to take off her used diaper that she's turned over and crawled away from you. You call Jay back and when she doesn't respond, you go after her on all fours which only excites her even more. You bite your lip to prevent yourself from smiling when she squeals at you and try to sound stern — to no avail. Jimin eventually comes home and Jay is more than delighted, seeing her father as a way to get further away from you. She quickly crawls to him and your husband laughs, caught unawares, as he picks her up in his arms.

“You like being naked and wild, hm?”

Kim Taehyung

You go to sit at your vanity to start your nighttime care routine before getting to bed. You're gently combing your hair while your husband coos at your baby boy behind you, your eyes glancing at their reflection from time to time and settling a subtle smile on your face.

You can hear Taesook softly whining, probably frustrated not to have been fed yet and you call his name, trying to sooth him. You look back when Taehyung wants to get your attention; and you can't decide wether you find it funny or too cruel — He's fooling Taesook, holding him in the air to let you see his tiny mouth sucking on his chin. You walk to them and climb on the bed. Taehyung motions you to get between his legs since he likes cuddling you while you feed your son. He gets comfortable against the headboard and you against him. You lift your top and lowers your maternity bra before taking your little boy in your arms. You help him reach to your puffy nipple. Taehyung watches over your shoulder, pulling down your bra every now and then to make sure it doesn't hinder your son.

“He's perfect.”

Jeon Jungkook

You're busy finishing cooking dinner before your husband gets home and at the same time looking after your ten-month-old son who's quietly playing in the living-room. Your open-plan kitchen allows you to keep a close eye on Joo Won.

Your baby boy is fascinated by his newly purchased toy from which catching melodies go off. You can't help but smile while watching him bouncing on his bum whenever sounds come out, then still, and resume dancing after he's pressed the colorful button again. You're setting the table when you hear the entrance door opening. Jungkook walks in, a large grin on his face as he watches your son having a good time on his own, without a care in the world. Your husband walks to you and kisses you lovingly. Laughing to yourselves, you gaze at Joo Won who still hasn't noticed anything. It's only when you call his name that your baby boy glances back and almost trip on his own when he sees his father. He's fast in his crawling towards him, his pacifier dropping from his mouth when a squeal escapes his mouth as Jungkook kneels down to hug him.

“Are you happy to see daddy?”

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sootemptation · 8 years ago

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WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN (Part 1)

(You can read the synopsis in the Masterpost below)

Masterpost | Part 2

Pairing: D.O. x reader.

Warnings: None yet, but this might become a little dark in future parts.

Words: 3515.

A/N: Hey guys! So this is finally out! I hope you like it! Please let me know what you think and what you expect to happen in the second part! Also, as I wrote in the warnings, this fic might get a little dark for the reader at some point, and it might touch some sensitive topics, so read at your own risk.

Shoot me an ask if you wanna be tagged in future parts! Enjoy!

(Gif credits to its owner)

The first ray of sun slipped through the cracks of your window’s roller shutter. It was not like the light had awakened you since your nerves had done that job pretty well, but knowing that morning has come and the day was about to begin made you close your eyes tightly, hoping that it would make time stop.

A loud thrust, that made you open your eyes again, came with Choong Min as she rushed through the door of your room.

“Yeon Seon-Jin! Y/L/N Y/N! Gang Hyeon-Hwa! An Seon Hee! Jeon Choong Min! Sphynx go!” she shouted copying the chant your fans used to shout when you showed up on stage.

“Kid!” shouted your roommate, “I swear to God if you don’t get out of here you’re going to regret it!”

“What are you going to do elderly mother?” teased the younger one as she climbed on Seon Jin’s bed and jumped multiple times before she had to wriggle away from your roommate’s anger.

Jinnie got out of bed abruptly and went after her. Their voices echoed against the walls of the dorm and eventually, the voices of the rest of the members joined the noise they were making.

You sighed and hid your head under the covers. Everyone was awake. The day had officially started.

The coolness of the bedroom hit you as soon as you left your bed. It was refreshing, nice. You walked barefoot towards the wardrobe you shared with Seon-Jin and looked for the perfect outfit for the day. It had to be something professional, but not too much, comfortable, but not too informal, fancy, but not too outstanding… something you could use for a business reunion and for an interview on the radio…

Your hands kept flying over all your clothes, not deciding what you should wear, when you heard Seon-Jin raising the blinds. When did she come back? Were you so focused that you didn’t notice her?

“Good morning,” she smiled when she saw your confused eyes. She had known you for a really long time and could read you pretty well.

“Do you know what you’re going to wear?”

“No. I never thought I would say this but I think I need new clothes…”

The sigh that left you lips was enough to give her a hint of how you were feeling. She approached you and placed a hand over your shoulder.

“Are you going to be ok?” The question was simple, but it was everything behind that question that had you on edge at that moment. And you were just looking for an outfit.

“You know what? I’ll find something for you to wear, go have a shower and get ready. We’ll prepare breakfast.”

Her eyes were as friendly and understanding as they had always been. With a short nod, you left the room and went to have a shower. If you were lucky enough, water would wash away your nerves.

An excited knock on the door brought you back to reality while hot water kept falling down your body. How long had you been there? What time was it? Were you late?

“Girl! Are you dead? Come out! I need to pee!” yelled Seon Hee from the other side of the door. You could picture her jumping in her tiptoes with her legs pressed together like if she dared to walk normally she would pee in her panties. A giggle escaped your lips as you turned off the shower.

When you finally opened the door after wrapping your hair and body with towels she gave you a tormented look and pouted,

“What took you so long!?”

You would have answered but before you could say a thing she grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the bathroom as she entered and locked the door. The smell of coffee coming from the kitchen dragged you to where the rest of the members were already having their breakfast.

“I see you finally found an outfit,” chuckled Seon-Jin as you made your entrance.

Hyeon-Hwa and Choong-Min laughed at her joke, clueless of how much their joy raised the tension you were feeling.

“I just came for the coffee. Seon Hee kicked me out of the bathroom and I can’t fix my hair till she gets out. What time is it?”

Your phone was locked in the bathroom, still playing a random song of your playlist, since your friend didn’t give you time to take it with you,

“Half past seven. At what time is the reunion?” asked Chong Min.

“Nine, Song Gi and Hae Soo will be here in half an hour, I need to hurry up,”

“Who’s going with you?” inquired Seon Hee as she entered the kitchen after finishing in the bathroom.

“Song Gi. Hae Soo will take you to the radio and we will meet you there. We will arrive later than you, but he said we would make it in time,”

“Cool. I prefer Hae Soo” she smiled.

Seon-Jin extended her hand holding a cup of coffee in your direction,

“Here, drink this while you get ready. Otherwise, I know you’ll end up skipping breakfast,”

An “aww” filled the room and cackles followed it.

“Look at how mom takes care of dad!” laughed Hyeon-Hwa.

You smiled at their silliness and left the room while you slowly sipped your coffee. Back in the bathroom, you rested the mug in the sink and looked for the hairdryer.

It didn’t take you long to fix your hair since it was almost dry, and you decided to style it a bit with the hair iron. Nothing excessive. Doing your makeup took you a little longer, but you still made it simple and natural. Something that emphasized your eyes.

Your phone marked 07:54. Seong Gi would arrive in six minutes, the time you needed to get dressed. When you entered your room, the clothes that Jinnie had chosen were hanging on a hook. A purple loosen tank top, tight jeans and black leather jacket and boots. It was perfect. It was your style, and you wouldn’t look too informal for your meeting.

The doorbell rang at the exact moment you finished tying your boots. Familiar voices came from the living-room, and you walked in that direction.

“Are you ready?” asked your manager as soon as you showed up. A short nod was your only answer.

“Great. We are living right now. Hae Soo, take care of them, and keep in touch,” he commanded showing his phone in one hand as he pushed you out the door with the other.

The ride in his car lasted around half an hour, but it seemed longer since none of you said a word and he didn’t even turn on the music. Usually, silent car trips didn’t bother you, but that day was different. That day you knew where you were going and you wished with all your heart that a big hole opened in the middle of the road and swallowed the car, and you with it.

As you arrived at your destination you felt your nerves reaching levels that you never thought would be possible. Your stomach was doing backflips, your palms sweaty and your accelerated heartbeat drummed in your ears.

“Y/N!”

Seong Gi was standing by your side, holding the door of the car waiting for you to come out. When did he even get out of the car?

“Kid… I understand how you’re feeling but-” He was interrupted by your sudden action. You jumped out of the car and looked at him in the eye.

“I’m ready. Let’s go,”

His words did get under your skin. You were done with everyone saying they could understand how you were feeling. They didn’t understand a shit because if they did, you wouldn’t be standing in that parking lot pretending a self-confidence that you didn’t feel.

Fake it till you make it, sang a voice inside your head.

Seong Gi nodded and closed the door of his car. While both of you walked through the parking, he gave you once again a list of advice that he had already given a thousand times. Let me do the speaking. Be polite. Think about what’s best for the band. Watch your words. Keep that attitude that makes you look like a business woman. Don’t look at them like you were going to murder them. Forget what happened here years ago.

Forget what happened here years ago.

Those words kept clouding your mind as you entered the building with the huge SM Ent. logo in the façade. You would do your best, but you didn’t know how you would react. Maybe your best was not good enough. Your memories of that place were nothing but depressing and you would give half of your lifetime to erase them from your mind.

“Good morning,” saluted your manager to the woman sitting at the desk.

“I’m Oh Seong Gi and this is Y/L/N Y/N. We have a meeting with Mr. Tak Youngjum,”

The only mention of his name made you tighten and feel again that nasty sensation in your stomach, like you were about to throw up.

“Mr. Tak is waiting for you in the meeting room at the end of the hallway of the second floor. You won’t get lost, it’s easy to find. Here are your passes,” announced the woman with a too friendly voice.

Your manager looked into your face. You were pale, and your legs were about to give in. He noticed your affected emotional state so he raised his hand and held yours tightly while he led you in the direction you had been told.

The man knew better than to give you a second to compose yourself because he was sure you would find a way to sneak out, to run away.

After reaching the second floor, your eyes rose to look at the end of the corridor. The door was open, and you could see some familiar faces there. Seong Gi turned around when he noticed you were not moving anymore,

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

There were so many words in your head trying to form a coherent sentence to explain to him what was going on that none of them came to your mouth.

“Y/N… we don’t have time for this, don’t make me drag you like a little girl. That’s not the image we want to give. Come on!”

He started to walk again, but your feet didn’t move. The voices that you were able to hear coming from the room at the end of the corridor were bringing too many memories.

“We know you two are romantically involved. Noh Yongmin here saw both of you together in a compromising situation that I will not describe in order to not embarrass you. There’s no point in denying it.”

Your eyes tried to find his, but he was looking down, his shoulders were low, defeated, like he knew what was coming next. Your legs felt weak at the sensation in your stomach.

“This company doesn’t allow this kind of behavior so you will put an end to this nonsense or we will be obligated to make some drastic decisions”.

Your eyes never left him, too scared to look at someone else. Was he going to say something? Were you supposed to say something? How did they found out about you if you had been extremely careful?

Everyone in the room stood up and they left one by one. The last one was Kim Junmyeon, who placed his hand on Kyungsoo’s shoulder and whispered in an attempt of comforting voice,

“I’m sorry, man”

Once you two were left alone, Kyungsoo stood up and walked towards one of the windows. One of his hands was in his pocket and the other was covering his face. You followed him, seeing him upset made your heart hurt even more but he still looked so composed… Was he thinking about what you had been told to do? Would you fight together against the world? You were scared. They had threatened you. Could you do that then? Fight for your relationship? What were you going to do? Why wasn’t he looking at you?

“Kyungsoo,” you hiccuped, only then realizing that you were crying. It was like your body was anticipating to what was about to happen and it had already reacted to it, “Wh-what are we going to do?”

Your words sounded strangled as you forced them out. When he turned around you saw his eyes, they were watering but they held a blank stare that made you shiver. You couldn’t see anything there. No love, no sadness, nothing.

“I’m sorry,” he stated in a monotonous tone.

He left the room right after that. The pressure in your chest sent more tears to your eyes as you understood what he had just done. He didn’t mean “I’m sorry”, he meant “Goodbye”.

Everyone went silent when you and your manager got into the room. You had no idea when your legs did start working but you walked in, side by side and he was introducing both of you to the rest of the room. Your eyes roamed the familiar place as you, obediently, let him do the speaking. A couple of faces that you had never seen before were sitting at the table. The rest of them were easily recognizable. You knew them well.

Tak Youngjum, the head manager of EXO was the one keeping a conversation with Seong Gi, introducing himself. Noh Yongmin, one of the other EXO managers was standing next to the leader of the band, Kim Junmyeon who looked at you like he could see through your soul, and who was at that moment, walking in your direction. He raised his hand for you to hold as he tried his introduction,

“Hi, I’m Su-”

“I remember you, Kim Junmyeon” you shoot back, holding his hand and giving it a kick squeeze.

The simple touch of the skin of his hand against yours was like a kick back to reality. All the memories you had from years ago were exploding inside of your brain, creating a wave of hate against everyone related to EXO or SM and reminding you of the promise you had made to yourself when Seong Gi first commented about a possible collaboration with them.

“Well, we would like to start as soon as possible since we have another appointment this morning,” stated the man who never left your side. You were thankful for that. He gave you strength in some way.

“Let’s begin then,” announced Youngjum raising his hand towards the table so you could have a sit.

The comfort of the chair was another reminder of that day. The memories were drowning you. Both managers shooting you threatening glares. The leader avoiding to look into your eyes, or into Kyungsoo’s eyes, and him… his eyes... empty, blank… “I’m sorry”

“I’m sorry”

Seong Gi shook your arm drawing your attention back to the meeting table.

“Excuse me, what?” everyone was staring at you. What were they saying? Were you supposed to say something? You frowned and looked at your manager.

“Can you please focus and pay attention?” he whispered leaning closer to your ear.

“Y/N! I see you haven’t changed at all…” laughed Youngjum.

You hadn’t changed at all? Since when did he know how you were back then? Or how you were at that moment?

Seong Gi tightened his grip around your arm trying to stop you from answering to his provocative statement.

“We are trying to plan here what our collaboration will consist on, do you have any idea that you want to share with the rest of us?” he continued.

“Well… I thought we were here just to sign a contract on that collaboration, not to talk about it,”

“So you were expecting us to sign a contract without knowing what that collaboration will consist of?”

He was getting under your skin.

“No, sir. Actually, I have some ideas but, since this is a collaboration, I would like to discuss them with the rest of the members of Sphynx and EXO,”

“Well… would you mind to share at least one of your ideas with us?”

“Yes, I would mind. If the contract is not signed yet you could easily listen to my idea and then not just claim it as yours, but exclude me and my band of that.”

And there you were, doing absolutely everything that you had been told not to do. All eyes were on you and the tension was rising second after second,

“Oh please, do you think that we would be capable of such a despicable act-”

“Yes I do,”

Your answer cut him and did nothing to ease the situation. Seong Gi’s face was pale and the rest of the room were avoiding your eyes. All of them but Suho, whose eyes were silently asking you what the hell you were doing.

If you had to be honest, even you were surprised by your behavior. Not only were you being the sassy ass you used to be, but you were relaxed. Your nerves didn’t raise for a second. It was like they had faded away in the moment you started to talk.

“I have to admit that my thoughts about today were similar to what she said,” said Suho sheepishly. Was Kim Junmyeon lending a hand to you? That was new…

The head manager at the other end of the table intertwined his fingers and looked down, letting a frustrated sigh leave his lips.

“Let’s see… since both of our leaders had this idea… I have a proposition to make. We will sign today this document as a preliminary contract and organize a meeting so all the members can get together and come up with the ideas they have. D and Suho will be in charge of the organization. Once you finish a draft that you think is good enough to be handed to us, we will have another reunion and, depending on what we see then, we will sign or not sign a final contract.”

You had to accept that his idea was not disappointing at all. You actually liked it.

“We are ok with that,” stated your manager, who would have accepted anything they came up with after what you had said.

“I like it too,” agreed Suho.

The rest of the room nodded. There was no reason to extend the meeting, so all of you signed two copies of the first contract, which Seong Gi had read before, and then each manager took one.

“So that’s all. It was a pleasure to meet you here today. We hope to hear from you soon.” Manager Tak was such a fake… You wished you could punch him.

Junmyeon walked closer to you before you left.

“It looks like we are in charge,” he smiled.

“Yes. Look, I’m in a hurry. Do you mind to give me your phone number and I’ll give you a call this evening?”

Your harshness held back his friendly attitude a little but he couldn’t stop his polite self. His hand was in the air, waiting for you to give him your phone so he would write what you were asking for. You did as he expected and, before giving it back to you he spoke,

“D, I understand this is going to be hard for you,”

There it was again, people understanding you.

“But if you need anything… Really, anything, just let me know. I’ll do my best to help you or any of your members, OK?”

Taking the phone in your hands and giving him a cynical smile you answered,

“I’m thankful that you’re saying that because I wanted to ask you a favor,”

You could tell you took him by surprise because of the change in his facial expression, but he nodded and listened to your petition,

“None of my members know about…” How could you say it? “... my past, so I would appreciate if you could tell your friends to not say a thing about what they know. And I would appreciate even more if you could manage to keep Do Kyungsoo as far from me as possible,”

“Why?” he asked way too excited, “You still have feelings for him?”

“Because I’m sure that you wanna keep EXO as a nine-member band.”

His face was a sight to see. He wasn’t expecting that answer. Your warning was clear. You turned around and left the room without even saying goodbye. It was not worth it. Seong Gi followed you after being a little more polite than you were and he grunted,

“I can’t believe you girl, we will have a little talk about this,”

Of course you would. You’d never hear the end of it. That attitude was as surprising for you as it was for the rest of them but, truth being said, you liked it enough to keep it until the end.

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The Return of Superman - YG

BTS members as fathers in The Return of Superman show

Suga x Reader Genre : Fluff Word Count : 2667

Author’s Note -

It includes interviews and shootings.

*…* : sentences edited on the final images.

Bold : cameras’ position in the house or outside.

Italics : dialogues.

/…/ : Time.

(…) : Sound effects.

[…] : camera movements

Digital Memories

Building

*Let’s visit the new Superman family’s house.

Inside the apartment

[Tilt - an upright piano/CDs on shelves]. *This family must be composed of musician* [Pan - family’s pictures] *The baby has grown up into a beautiful little boy* [zoom - on parents’ pictures] *Min Yoon Gi is the new father!*

Yoon Gi : Hello, my name is Min Yoon Gi and I’m the father of 48-month-old Min Dae Won. Nice to meet you.

*Min Yoon Gi is a very famous rapper and singer-songwriter. He is a member from the K-Pop group BTS and also known as Suga. He married Y/N in 2025 when she was 2-month-old pregnant. Among the blessings they received, a very healthy little boy came to the world.*(Aww) [cutting - pictures of the couple and videos of the boy as a baby] *They form a very happy family.*

*Let’s see what kind of father is Yoon Gi?*

Living room/ Kitchen

A peaceful silence resides this morning.

/8:00 AM/

Hallway

[zoom] A room’s door is opened. *Someone is awake* Y/N goes straight to the bathroom to take a shower. After a while, she comes out, dressed and goes in the kitchen to prepare breakfast. *Mom is up first.*

Y/N: Hello! We’re the new family on The Return of Superman. My name is Y/N and I’m the mother of 48-month-old Min Dae Won. Nice to meet you. *She seems lovely*

Living room

*Morning begins in the Min household.*

Kitchen

Y/N decides on cooking some eggs, radish kimchi and rice with red and black bean. (amazement) She also prepares tofu with seasoned soy sauce and heats up some bean paste stew. *Delicious*

Child’s bedroom

A little body gets up from his bed. *The pleasant scent invades the apartment.* *His stomach must have woken him up.* The child shuffles to the kitchen.

Kitchen

“Mom...” He says in a groggy voice.

“Good morning, baby!” replies Y/N, squatting to kiss and hug her son, without touching him with her hands because of the food on them. Go wash your face before eating.

Her son obeys and leaves the kitchen.

Bathroom

He pushes the door open and takes his little step to be able to reach the sink. (Aww) *Dae Won is a big boy and doesn’t need help.* [zoom] He looks at himself in the mirror after whasing his little face. *So handsome* Then, he goes back to his mother.

Kitchen

The dishes are all set on the table. *This looks yummy.* Dae Won pulls the chair to sit on it. Y/N gives him his own chopsticks and his plate full of fresh food. She watches him without uttering a word, pleased with a smile curving her lips. Her smile grows when her son notices her staring at him and he grins.

“Mommy, you don’t eat?” He asks her, his mouth full.

“No... Not now.” She answers, leaning back rubbing her belly.

A silence took place. Y/N puts more food in his plate.

“The baby is not hungry?”

*A baby?* (surprise)

Y/N laughs and shakes her head.

Y/N: Whenever me and my husband brought up the topic of children, he would repeat that one child is fair enough and that he wouldn’t want more.

Y/N: He really is affectionate towards our son which may contrast with his public behavior. At home, he is the total opposite. He’s really considerate and... has the basic skills.(laughs) That’s probably one of the reasons that led us to have our second child. I managed to convince him and I also think that it’d be great for Dae Won to have a sibling to play with.

Y/N stands up to bring water and fruit juice on the table. [ Freeze frame and zoom on Y/N’s baby bump] *Currently, Y/N is 3 month-old pregnant.*(amazement)

Dae Won keeps on eating as he looks around him. He points at something, questioning his mother with his eyes.

“The cameras?”

He nods and stares a few seconds before resuming eating.

“Dad is still asleep?”

“Hm... Even though he fell asleep early last night.”

Parents’ room

Yoon Gi is curled up in the blankets, motionless. *Still sound asleep* (laughs)

/9:52 AM/

Living room

Dae Won is playing with his toys. While Y/N hangs out the laundry.

Parents’ room

*A dark figure goes out of the room.*

Living room

Dae Won raises his head and smiles. *Who makes Dae Won smile so big.* [Pan / zoom] *It’s his dad.*

Dae Won stops in his tracks and goes to his father who is also walking to him. *The father and his son squeezing each other tenderly.*(cooing)

“The beauty has finally woken up.” Y/N snorts, watching lovingly the two boys.(laughs)

Yoon Gi lies down, still hugging his son and stays still. *He woke up ... to sleep again*(laughs)

“Dad.” says the little boy, laughing at his father’s sluggish attitude.

“Hmm.” Yoon Gi keeps his head nuzzled in his son’s soft hair.

“You have to eat.”

“Did you eat?”

“Yes with mom but she didn’t eat.”

“The baby?” wonders Yoon Gi, raising his head. to look at his wife

“Yeah, just morning sickness. Nothing to worry about.”

“But last time, the doctor said that they would ease up and go away this week.”

“Yeah, It’s been almost five days since last time I threw up. It’s getting better.”

Yoon Gi keeps looking at Y/N as she hangs the last clothes. *Yoon Gi feel powerless towards his wife’s aches.*(Aww) He gets up and hugs her before sitting at the table to eat his breakfast.

/11:45 AM/

Living room

Yoon Gi and Dae Won watch cartoons on TV. *They have the same position* (laughs)

Hallway

Y/N goes back and forth between her room and the bathroom as she gets ready to leave.

Living room

The two boys can also see her as the hallway connects with the living room. Dae Won’s eyes are glued to the screen while Yoon Gi’s look shifts between the TV and his wife, amused by her talking to herself. After a while, Y/N appears, wearing a leopard scarf pattern, still busy packing.

“Dae Won, I just saw a cheetah!” (laughs)

Dae Won turns his head towards his father who’s laughing silently, but doesn’t get the joke. *Too bad, he didn’t get it* (laughs)

Few minutes later, Y/N shows up with her suitcase.

“I’m ready to leave.”

“You’re not eating lunch here?”

“No, but this morning I prepared all the food you’ll need for these two days so don’t panic. You’ll only have to heat it up.” *Mom thought of everything*

“I’m not panicking.” shrugs Yoon Gi.

“Dae Won, sweetheart, come say good-bye.” cooes Y/N.

He stands up and walks towards his mother.

“You’ll stay alone with Dad while I’ll be away at your grandmother’s okay? It won’t be long and you’ll enjoy your time together.”

“Yes! Don’t worry mom!”

They kiss and hug each other one last time before Y/N stands up to join Yoon Gi already at the door.

Hallway Entrance

“You call me if anything’s wrong or if you ne--”

“Y/N, we’ll survive without you!”

Y/N stays silent, an amused smile on her lips as she stares at him.

“Okay. Then it’s all good, right?”

They kiss and say good bye.

/13:17 PM/

“Dae Wonaah!! You ready?”

“Yeeeeesss!”

Dae Won goes out of his room, dressed in clean clothes, and goes to the entrance door where his shoes are.

“You’re taking the camera with you?” asks Dae Won looking at the object hanging around Yoon Gi’s neck as he puts on his shoes for him.

“Yes. We’ll take pictures and show mommy how much fun you’re having with me. Done! Wear your jacket.”

They leave.

At the park

The boys stop once they arrive at the park. Dae Won, walking ahead of his father, doesn’t wait for him and runs towards the playground. Yoon Gi follows him steadily, his camera in his hand and his backpack on one shoulder.

“Be careful!” He shouts and sits on a bench from which he will have a good view of his son. He sees him making friends with some children and smiles looking at him having fun.

After getting his camera ready, Yoon Gi stands up and goes towards the slide his son is on to take pictures of him. He shifts from standing to squatting positions, looking at each pictures before resuming taking others.

Yoon Gi: Photography is actually one of my strongest passion. Since a long time ago, I’ve always liked taking pictures of my surroundings, friends or family. Nowadays, my wife and my son are my main models. (laughs)

Yoon Gi: Dae Won is very sociable and wants everyone around him to have fun. Seeing him all so happy always warms my heart and I like to freeze those moments. (cooing)

“Dad, look at me!” He shouts sliding down.

Yoon Gi interrupts himself to cheer him up. When he got enough, he goes back to sit down, keeping a eye on his son.

“Dad!” Dae Won comes back running a few minutes later.

“Are you thirsty?” asks Yoon Gi as he dives his hand in his backpack and hands him over a bottle of water. “You made new friends?”

He son smiles at him and turns his head towards the little figures waiting for him to come back, drinking two thirds of the bottle.

“We’ll leave in ten minutes, okay.”

“Why? It’s too early to leave!” whines Dae Won.

“You don’t want to go to the Kids’ Café anymore?”

Dae Won’s eyes light up, a beaming smile on his face and he runs back to the playground. (laughs) When it’s time to leave, Dae Won says good bye to his friends and joins his father. They walk across the park to go to their next location. The boy walks ahead of his father, enjoying the landscape as he stops from time to time to look at flowers or bugs he finds on the ground. *Dae won seems to love nature* Yoon Gi takes out his camera again to take pictures of him. They eventually go out of the park and walk on the streets full of people. Yoon Gi takes his son’s hand not to lose him. The presence of cameras pulls the public attention. Dae Won jumps happily when he can see the Kids’ cafe’s sign.

*However!*

“What’s this?” asks Yoon Gi as he comes closer to read the little paper tapped on the glass door.

[zoom on the sheet of paper] *Oh no!*

“Why don’t we enter Dad?”

Yoon Gi sighs, smiling embarrassingly as he looks around him.

*The Kids’ Cafe is closed due to construction work.* (disappointment) *What will they do?*

“Why is this happening today?” cries Yoon Gi, throwing his head backward.

“Is it closed?” asks Dae Won, looking though the glass and then to his father.

“Wait a second.”

*Dad is trying to find a solution*

Yoon Gi doesn’t want his son to feel sad and quickly looks on his phone for something. Dae Won keeps holding his father’s hand as he looks around confused, waiting for his father to explain the situation to him. Suddenly, Yoon Gi squats down at his son’s height.

“Dae Won the Kids’ cafe is closed today but there is a cat cafe not very far from here, do you want to go there?”

“A cat cafe?”

“Yes, there are lots of cats in that cafe. You like animals don’t you?”

Dae Won seems to reflect on the idea before slowly nodding his head. Yoon Gi stands up smiling, relieved to have quickly been able to find a solution.

Cat Cafe

*The father and the son enter.*

“Hello.” Yoon Gi and Dae Won greet the waiters.

Three cats immediately gather around them causing Dae Won to move back abruptly, clinging on his father pants. *He is surprised.*(laughs) He disappears behind Yoon Gi when a cat attempts to climb on his father’s leg.

“Don’t be afraid, Dae Won. Look! Stroke them like this. See, it’s soft.” says Yoon Gi, kneeling down to pet the animal. Dae Won comes next to him, grasping his father’s shirt. His father stretches his hand to show him that there is nothing to fear. Dae Won mimics him after a few seconds he’s watched him. *He gets over his fear and lets the cats touch him.* “Good. Like this.”

Dae Won smiles at his dad when one the cats licks his hand which Yoon Gi answers back with an approving nod. Yoon Gi stands up and walks towards the counter to order snacks as Dae Won walks away to the seats, followed by cats. Yoon Gi waits for his order as he watches his son beginning familiarizing himself with the place.

“Dae Won, you shouldn’t bother those cats. Let them sleep in piece.” He tells him as the boy pats the sleepy cats’ head.

*They remind us of someone.* (laughs)

Yoon Gi comes back with a tray. Dae Won eats but his attention is continuously focused on the cats gathering one by one around his chair, waiting for a treat.

“Please, don’t feed the cats with your food. We can give you theirs if you want.” says one of the waiters from the counter as Dae Won stretches his hand with some of his donut’s crumbs in it.

“Dae Won, you heard the woman. Finish your food and you’ll be able to feed them after.” warns Yoon Gi, eyes glued to his phone.

Once he’s done eating, he goes straight to the counter to ask for cats’ food. They give him some with toys cats can play with. Yoon Gi takes again his camera out. He also looks at the pictures taken earlier at the park and takes others in the cafe. Dae Won has fun as he feeds the animals, squealing with delight whenever one of the furry animals manages to catch the food in his hand, and plays with them. *As expected, they quickly became friends* (Aww) When Yoon Gi stretches, twisting his body left and right, one of the cats previously settled on the edge of the glass next to their table but out of his view, hops down next to him all of a sudden.

“Oh gosh... he surprised me.” He says smiling at it as it joins the other cats around Dae Won. (laughs)

*Dae Won found a new toy.* The boy goes towards a wheel for cats and spins it making the cat peacefully lying down on it, go away. * You disturbed my nap* (laughs) He watches it before stopping the wheel from spinning to sit down on it.

“Dae Won, you shouldn’t do that, you’re too heavy. Look, the cats will get angry if they see you playing with their toys.” (laughs)

Dae Won stops in his tracks to look at the few animals who freeze in front of him. He stands up immediately watching as two of them take his previous seat and spins the wheel for them.

Yoon Gi: At first, I said I wouldn’t be on the show. I wasn’t really keen on exposing our privacy. My wife didn’t really objected to it and said to me that it would be easy to take care of our son since he is grown up. Then I also thought about my in-laws. They live quite far from us and cannot see Dae Won as much as they wish. This show will allow them to see their grandson more often. If they can be happy to see him through these images then I’ll be too.

“Alright, Dae Won. It’s time to leave, say good bye to your friends”.

“Good bye cats!” he waves at them and they both leave.

*How was your time at the cat cafe?*

Yoon Gi: I liked it. We had a great time and I’m happy he had the opportunity to play with animals. For some reasons, I was really glad the Kids’ cafe was closed, [zoom] children are louder than animals. (laughs) So we both enjoyed our time there.

End of Day 1.

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