#c;yejun

[carnavalesque]

my ships and their moodboards - the vampires edition.

[frozcnhearts]

@diverse-hearts asked: “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” - Chu / yejun

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - always accepted

Yejun hadn’t expected for his sister to marry somebody so aggressive. Though, with the words the eldest brother, he could understand it. People who weren’t used to Sehun - and therefore didn’t truly understand him - would understand his words towards Yejun as rather unprofessional, if not even rude. However, the blonde knew that the other male had simply been hurt and worried. And probably felt just as betrayed as Miran, after the woman had seen him standing in front of him.

Had seen the very same brother, who was declared as dead  She had looked like she was about to break down into tears. But as they both stood in the lobby of the hotel, she probably didn’t allow herself to show it. Ah, this family never changed, did it?

Though for now, his sister had excused herself. Eventually getting Strelitzia, some tea or trying to calm down from the shock earlier.

“Who do you want to punch into the face, dwarf?”, as he heard Sehun’s voice, Yejun could only smile slightly.

…no, this family truly would never change.

“That shouldn’t be necessary. He’s just like that.”, Yejun explained calmly, ignoring the complains that came from Sehun, “Coming to think of. This is the first time you probably ever see us like this together, brother-in-law. Do you already regret, to have married into a family like this?”.

[dreamcatchers-husband]

A Business Proposal

Male Reader X Fromis_9 Nakyung

Length: 12.6k+ Words

Tags: Angry sex. Teasing. Creampie

A/n- So the winner of the poll was was post it now. So here you go. Been a while since a new fic but this is in honor of my two years of writing smut on tumblr. Hope you enjoy.

Business proposals. It probably isn't a lie when you say they probably happen every day. Sometimes they can be rather fair for both sides but in your case, you couldn’t be more annoyed. 

“What do you mean I have to marry her? And in a month and a half also?”

Your parents rolled their eyes as they then placed a contract in front of you. 

“Look. Their company has always been a great partner of ours and this could help elevate both of us to the top. This union will combine both our profits and make our wealth reach new heights. The day you marry her, you will officially become the chairman of C Industries. If you don’t marry her then we will look for another board member to take the place. Please don’t make us do that.” 

Your mother and father were hard workers. It took them 27 years but they managed to develop a company that was second to none. Now what was this company focused on? Honestly? Everything. C industries were just a jack of all trades. Tech development, construction of apartments, agriculture. Those were just a few things. It always amazed you how they managed to build their empire and you knew it was yours eventually until now. 

You were destroyed hearing those words. Years of hard work would be ruined over one decision your parents made without warning.

“Shit. Are you going to make me do this?” 

“Yes, Yejun. Now it’s it a yes or a no?” 

Sadly there was only one answer. 

5 frantic weeks went by as both companies got together and worked out the merger. Most of your days went by with you attending meetings from 7 in the morning until 8 at night. You met with lawyers from both sides as well as your parents and future in-laws but one certain lady was always missing. 

Despite this marriage being forced on you. You were going to be a good husband and love and support your wife. So of course you were wondering about her after all this time. Currently, your meeting was ending with the Lee’s so you knew it would be the best time to ask. 

“Excuse me, Mr. Lee. If I may ask, where has Nagyung been this entire time? Me and her will be running this company together yet she hasn’t even shown up for a single meeting.”

“Ah. She has been very busy deciding things for your wedding with the planner. We haven’t seen much of her either. We just get updates over some phone calls. You must be excited to meet your future wife. Why don’t you go give her a visit? She has her place in the city and I’m sure it would give the Two of you some time to connect. I will send you the address as well as the passcodes to enter.” 

“Are you sure it’s ok for me to enter?” 

“Of course, Yejun. You will be married in a few weeks. If she gives you any problems just tell us.” 

“Very well Mr Lee. I will head over tonight when I get a chance.”

“Very well. I wish you a good night and hope to see you soon again.” 

With a handshake, everyone in the room parted their own ways. Your parents didn’t even stay as they gave you a wave goodbye. Looking to the right, your eyes looked up at the clock and saw that it was 5 pm. Today was one of the lucky days you all ended it early. With the idea of visiting Nagyung fresh in your mind, you quickly gathered your things and went towards the elevator. 

After a few seconds, the familiar ring echoed out in the hallway. The doors to the machine opened and you entered. The ride down to the garage took a bit as you were on the 45th floor. After about a minute and thirty seconds, the same ding came back and doors opened. 

Respect is what could be felt in the air. As people passed you, they all took the time to stop and give you a bow. Of course, they would show that kind of respect to the future CEO. Despite that, you felt a bit weird and appreciated when they treated you like anyone else. You never wanted the money or power to get to your head. You hope it never does. 

As you finally arrived at the black vehicle, your hands brought out the key fob and unlocked the car. The little chirp from your Toyota brought a smile to your face. You had just bought it a few days ago and loved having a state-of-the-art car for the first time in your life. Once in the driver seat, your foot stepped on the break and you pressed the start button. As the car roared to life, you waited a few seconds until the display screen in the middle of the console was active. Once up, you could see there was a Message from Mr.Lee. In the text was the address so you just clicked on it and your car put it in the GPS. With the instructions not playing in the speakers, you put the car in drive and took off. 

A few minutes passed as you drove away from the company building. Taking a glance at the time, you saw it was 5 pm and a typical dinner time. With the GPS saying you were 5 minutes away, you began to glance around and look for some food. With your eyes scanning all the buildings, they eventually saw a large neon sign that caught your attention. 

Seeing an open spot near the store, you turned your wheel and parked right in front of the building. Turning the engine off, you quickly jumped out and walked to the front door of the restaurant. The name “Very Very Good Chicken” certainly caught your attention. 

As you pulled the glass door open, the strong fragrance of chicken hit your nose. By just a few smells you got, it was going to be good. Going up to the counter, a young man could be seen just standing behind the counter. His attention was facing down, so you could tell he was just on his phone. 

As you finally reached the register, it took the young. Man, a minute to notice you were there. The sudden jolt from the man scared you since you scared him. Both of you began to laugh at this and calmed down after a few seconds. 

“Sorry. Welcome to Very Very Good Chicken. What can I get for you?”

“Hi. Could I get half and half of the Ganjang and Yangnyeom flavors?” 

“Of course. So half and half of the Ganjang and Yangnyeom flavors. Would you like any drinks to take with you as well or just the chicken?” 

“Hmmm. How about a bottle of draft beer?” 

“A bottle of draft beer. So in total, it’s the chicken and the beer. Your total will be 35,000 Won. How would you like to pay?” 

Handing over your card the young man quickly swiped it and then handed it back. 

“Please give us like 15 minutes to get that ready for you sir. Thank you for buying with us.” 

Nodding towards him, your legs brought you over to an empty seat and you waited for the food. The 15 minutes went by in a flash as you saw the young man walking over with the bags of food. Standing up, your right hand extended and you took hold of the plastic. 

“Thank you for buying. Hope to see you again!”

“Thank you!”

Walking out of the building, you immediately arrived at your vehicle and placed the food on the passenger seat. Getting back in the car, you took a look over your left and pulled out of the spot. Your GPS continued to direct you toward the large apartment building. After the Five-minute drive, you pulled into a large parking lot that was across the building. Your Toyota certainly stuck out from the various nice-looking cars that were stationed there. 

Despite that, you parked your car in the first spot you could find. With the engine turned off, your hand took hold of the plastic bag and hopped out of the vehicle. Your footsteps brought you to the front door where a doorman was ready to let you in. Thanking the man, you made your way inside the building and took a look around. The giant glass chandelier in the center of the lobby certainly brought all eyes to it. 

Moving past it, you eventually made it toward some elevators in the backside of the lobby. Pressing the circular button, your leg began to bounce as you waited for the elevator. A few more seconds passed until a ding echoed out in the lobby. With the door in front of you opening, you quickly hopped on the elevator and pressed the button to the 22nd floor. With the doors closing, all you could do was wait until you were on the correct floor.

A little jingle played in the metal cage as you stood there with the food. Honestly, you weren’t quite sure how to say Hi to Nagyung. Well hi was the least of your concerns. What would you talk about with your fiancé?

Your time to brainstorm ran out as the same Sound as before hit your ears. With the doors opening to your desired floor, you began to walk off the elevator and take a look around. On both sides, apartments lined down the hallways. In front of you was a sign. In the black font, you saw that on the right-hand side were all apartments from 2210- 2220. On the left-hand side were apartments 2200-2209. With a glance at your mobile device, you took a glance at the text and saw that Nagyung lived in apartment 2220.

As you moved down the right-hand side, your eyes scanned all of the apartment buildings until you reached the end of the hallway. With the number in front of you, your right hand went up and formed into a fist. Hesitation is what you felt until a sudden boost of confidence brought you to knock on her door. 

Silence was all that could be Heard. A few seconds passed as you were getting ready to knock again. Before your right hand could hit the door, the sound of the lock being undone began to come from the door. As the white door pulled back, your eyes were met with a strange man who happened to be shirtless. 

“Fucking finally. Forty-five minutes for damn fried rice.”

You didn’t even have time to react as the bag of food was snatched from your hand. A wad of cash was then thrown at your face as the man slammed the door. Were you at the wrong Apartment? Taking your phone back out, you decided to send a message to Mr. Lee. Your message only repeated the address back to the man. It didn’t even take ten seconds for the name to respond saying it was correct. 

Now you were beyond confused. Who the hell was that man? Bringing your ear to the door, muffled sounds passed through but you could hear laughter coming from a couple of people. It could be seen as rude but now you needed to know what was going on. With the keypad on the left side of the door, your fingers put in the code that was given to you. 

12418 imputed. You then pushed the door and were met with a house hallway. Stepping in, you gently closed the door behind you and lurked forward. A couple of nice-looking jackets were on the right-hand side. On the left side was a small wooden table with some car keys. The Bentley logo was very easy to see from the back of the key fob. Obviously, she had a very nice car. As you finally arrived at the end of the hallway, your eardrums picked up about three different voices who were joking around. 

“What the fuck? This is chicken, not fried rice. I’m gonna yell at this place!” 

Walking out of the hallway, you were met with The three individuals who happened to all be undressed. Nakyung as well as the man from the door yelled but you also noticed another young woman who just ran to cover her exposed body. 

“YEJUN! WHAT THE FUCK?”

“Your parents said I could come and visit you. They gave me the code to your door.”

“Wait. You know this creep? Isn’t he the delivery boy?”

“Are you really that stupid Sangjun? That’s Choi Yejun. The future CEO of the company once the merger happens.”

“That doesn’t explain why he’s here?” 

“Well, I came to visit my Fiancé. I didn’t expect to find her naked with another man and woman.”

The man’s expression changed from anger to shock when he heard those words. 

“FIANCÉ? YOU TOLD ME THE MERGER WAS JUST THE MERGING OF THE COMPANIES! YOU ARE MARRYING THE NEW CEO?”

The young man quickly threw on his pants and then bowed before you. 

“Sir I am so sorry. She never told me she was going to be married. I can’t lose this job!”

“Leave, and never disrespect a delivery driver like that again.” 

“Thank you, sir!”

As he ran away, you took a glance at Nagyung and the other woman who were now clothed. 

“Saerom unnie. Can you please give me and Yejun some privacy?”

The young woman gave your fiancé a nod and then walked deeper into the apartment. 

As your eyes met with Nagyung’s, you could tell she was beyond annoyed.

“My parents really gave you the code to enter my home?”

“Your father said it was ok since we are going to get married soon. I’m sorry I’m still just confused. Who were those two?”

“I don’t think you deserve to know that info considering you broke into my home.” 

“Look I know I did barge in but your father said I could. Who were they?”

Nagyung rolled her eyes and began to walk away from you. Following behind her, the two of you eventually reached a nice kitchen. The expensive appliances as well as granite countertops let you see the girl lived in such luxury. From a topside cabinet, the young woman pulled out a glass and a bottle of scotch. Pouring the brown substance into the glass, Nagyung took a seat in the nice leather chair and looked at you. 

“Saerom Unnie is one of my assistants. I have a couple of other girls who work for me. Sangjun is just someone in the marketing department of my father's company.”

“That still doesn’t explain why he was naked. Or why your assistant was naked as well.” 

“You can’t be that’s stupid. What do men and women do when they are naked together?”

Sure you weren’t dense but somehow your brain was trying to convince you that they were participating in some other activity. 

“But why? We’re eng-“

“Engaged? That wasn’t my idea. The only reason this is happening is because my father said I had no other option. The company merger was going to happen. This way my family still kept their wealth and power and a say in the company. Did you want this to happen? I can’t say I would blame you for wanting to marry such a beautiful girl like me.” 

“No. I didn’t want this. My parents threaten to take away my birthright. I would not be the CEO of C Industries unless I married you as a favor to your parents. Now I didn’t want this b-“

“I’m going to stop you there. We both didn’t want this so why are you getting mad? I’m going to be very blunt right now. I love sex. I honestly can never have enough of it so I sleep with any man or woman who even gives me a fuck me look. We are going to get married but I’m still gonna be looking for sex. Look Yejun, you look like a sweet guy but you probably can satisfy me at all in bed. I will act like a good wife in public but I am going to live my life how I want. So if you are now well informed then get the fuck out of my house.”

The way Nagyung spoke to you made you angry yet you also felt sad. Your body reacted on its own as you began to walk towards the exit. Everything was a blur as you were finally back in your car. The anger and sadness remained. Angry that your future wife thought you less of a man. Perhaps you were wondering why you were sad. Well, you always thought you would marry a woman that loved you back. Now that dream. No, fantasy is now gone. 

As you pulled out of the driveway, you began to drive home in an almost robotic state. Fifteen minutes passed as you arrived at your apartment building. Pulling Into the garage, you made your way over to your designated spot and parked in it. Stepping out from your black vehicle, your legs brought you to the entrance where you scanned your keycard. With it unlocked, you made your way over to the small dinky elevator that was already there. Hopping in, the doors slowly closed with a bit of squeal behind them. 

With the elevator going up, you didn’t have to wait more than twenty seconds to reach the 3rd floor. Walking out of the elevator, you walked to the right side and made it to the first door there. Taking out your key, the piece of metal then entered the key slot and turned to the left. Pushing your door open, you then made your way in and closed the door behind you. 

Taking your shoes off, you left them near the door and walked to your couch. Unlike Nagyung, your home honestly was not the best. You didn’t see much of a need for an expensive home. It was all about what you made with the space you had. Wasn’t much but you loved this place. As you slowly removed some of your clothes on the couch, your phone began to ring in your pocket. Taking it out, you saw it was Mr.Lee.

“Hello, Mr.Lee. How are you?”

“I’m doing well, Yejun. Did you go see my daughter?”

……..

Silence. What could you even say to him? 

Oh yeah, I went to see her and she told me she’s gonna be getting railed 24/7 by men and women who aren’t married to her. How she’s told me she’s going to constantly cheat on me? Should you say something?

“Yejun? Are you still there?”

“A-Ah yes. We had a little bit of a chat. She was busy with the preparations so it was just a short talk. I’m sure we will talk more.”

“Oh I’m sorry she was busy but I’m glad you got to talk a little bit with her. Why don’t I schedule a dinner for you and her so you get to know each other better.”

“Oh you don’t have to-“

“Oh don’t worry. I’ll set it up for tomorrow night. 7 pm and I will send you the location.”

You didn’t even have time to respond as the phone call ended. How would dinner even go? Guess that was a problem for tomorrow. For now, you should just rest. 

7 pm came faster than you anticipated. Your future father-in-law reserved a dinner at Lotte Tower. Honestly, it was all uneventful as you arrived at your table. The view out into Seoul was just amazing. You had personally never eaten at this place but you were plenty excited now. A young waitress at the time walked over and placed a glass of red wine in front of you. With a nod, you grabbed the glass and took a sip. Looking at your watch you saw it was 7 pm exactly, so your date of sorts would be arriving soon. 

One minute passed, then two, and then three. Soon it was ten minutes. By this time you could already imagine what happened. You were stood up. At least you thought you were until a young woman walked up to you. 

“M-May I take a seat? I’m here on behalf of your fiancé.”

With a nod, the young woman took a seat across from you and grabbed the cup of water. Bringing it up to her red lips, the girl began to drink the glass of water until the glass was empty. Placing it down, her eyes met with yours and she quickly looked down.

“Hello, sir. My name is P-Park Jiwon and I will be your new personal assistant.”

“When did I hire you?”

“A-Actually, your Fiancé assigned me to the position. I was working at The Lee company already as her assistant but reassigned me. She already spoke to your parents and hers and they approved.

You weren’t even married yet and this woman was already making decisions for you. 

“And let me guess. She’s currently not here because she went to meet up with one of her appointments.”

“Y-Yes sir.”

“Of course she is. Well then I guess-“

At that time, the young waitress brought over two plates of food and placed them in front of the two of you. 

“Well, this food shouldn't go to waste. Eat with me. Let’s get to know each other if we are going to be working together.”

Jiwon looked a little hesitant but as you raised your wine glass to her with a smile, she nodded her head and raised her own. 

Two hours passed and your table was full of laughter. This nervous girl was wacky and funny. You could tell that working with her was going to be a fun time. Since your dinner was over, the two of you walked out to your car and you helped her get in. You would end up dropping off at her home and then going back to your own.

A week passed and you found yourself moving things into your new office. As you placed your knick-knacks on the shelves on the right wall, a knock was heard at your door. From behind the door; Jiwon came and smiled at you. 

“Ok, I think that’s everything, Mr. Choi. That last of your things were in the box.” 

“When we are alone you don’t need to call me Mr. Choi. Yejun is fine. And thank you for the help.” 

“Of course Mr.- I mean Yejun. So what’s next?”

As Jiwon walked over, her eyes didn’t notice one of the empty boxes near you. Before you could warn her, the young woman tripped and started falling forward. Extending your arms, you managed to catch Jiwon before she smashed her face into the floor. 

“You ok Jiwon?” 

“Y-Yeah. Thank you.” 

“Well, don’t you two look nice and cozy.”

You took a look in the direction of the voice and were met with a glare from your fiancé. Jiwon quickly stood up and got away from you. Bowing towards her, Nagyung got closer and got face to face with Jiwon. 

“Why don’t you go get me a coffee, Jiwon?”

“Yes, Ms.Lee.” 

Running out of your office, Nagyung came over and glared at you now. 

“Was it you?” 

“What was me?” 

“Did you tell the media we’re getting married?”

“No. I did not.” 

“DON’T YOU DARE LIE TO ME.”

“Watch your fucking tone with me. Why the hell would I tell the media?”

“Because it played out exactly how you would want it. Everyone now knows I’m engaged and going to be married. No man wants to risk pissing you off so they all cut their ties to me. None of them will fuck me. Sure I still got some girls to mess around with but I need a man to please me.” 

“Nagyung. I did not tell the media. It probably just made its way out. Maybe this will be a way for you to stop this little habit you have.” 

“Oh shut up. You’re probably looking forwards to fucking your assistant. What the hell did I walk into?” 

“She fell. I caught her. Don’t try to assume you know me.” 

“Whatever. Since the news is out, the media will be outside our wedding. When we pass the camera’s we will be the perfect couple. Do what you need to do so that narrative will play out.” 

You hadn't noticed Nagyung had a tight hold on your arm until she let go. Walking towards the door, Jiwon almost bumped into Nagyung as she was returning. Nagyung took the cold cup from Jiwon's hand and left your office. That nervous girl you had met at dinner returned around her. It’s something you hated to see.

“I’m sorry about that Jiwon.”

“It’s ok. She’s been like that for the two months I worked for her.” 

“Well, I will make sure it stops. Don’t you worry about that.” 

Jiwon’s frown turned into a smile when you told her that. In a short time, you already cared for this girl. You would make sure to protect her the best you could. 

The chirping from birds let you know it was the next day. A little look from your crusty eyes saw that it was seven am. You had to be at the shop to get your hair done by eight. Begrudgingly, your legs threw your covers off of you and made their way to your slippers. Standing up, you managed to tumble your way to the shower and hop in once the dirty pajamas were off. 

You knew your time was short so you made your shower quick. That cold water surely helped you to wake up. Since you were in a bit of a hurry, you took your time in the shower to also brush your teeth. Some people might be disgusted but you do what you need to when you're short on time.

Getting out of the shower, you managed to empty your bladder and run back out to your room. From your dresser came a casual pair of underwear, sweatpants and a shirt. Throwing them on, you then made your way to your kitchen and grabbed a few cookies from a container. Shoving them in your mouth, you then got to your shoe stand grabbed the comfiest pair of sneakers, and threw them on. Looking up at your clock on the wall, you saw it was 7:20 already. 

Grabbing the keys to your vehicle, you rushed your way towards it.

The drive was uneventful as you arrived at the shop with 15 minutes to spare. With your parked near the building. You then made your way to the entrance and met with the Receptionist. The young woman smiled at you as she saw you. 

“Well if it isn’t the man of the hour. Welcome, Mr.Choi. Please follow me, I’m sure you're ready to start getting spiffy for your future bride.” 

With a nod, you began to follow the young woman down a pair of nice granite steps. This shop was amazing. As you finally got down the stairs, you saw plenty of workers running around getting different things ready. 

As you passed a small section of the shop, your ears could hear why people were running all over. The voice of your fiancé was telling people instructions on how she wanted to look. The receptionist pushed you forward into an area with other males that were waiting for you. 

“They will be responsible for getting your hair and other stuff ready. Your fiancé already brought your suit in which you will be married. They will make sure it fits you perfectly despite having your measurements beforehand. Have fun.” 

With a nod, you walked over to the men and gave them a bow. 

“Please make me look good today.”

The men all smiled and Instructed you to sit down. 

Hours went by. It wasn’t just your hair that was getting done. By orders of Nagyung, light makeup was being applied to you. Somehow light makeup took nearly 4 hours. Wouldn’t that be heavy makeup? Either way, it was noon by the time your hair and makeup were done. The staff had ordered some small sandwiches for you all to snack on before you went to put on your suit. With your simple ham sandwich gone, you went and looked at your suit.

The black tux seemed to be custom-tailored to your size. You probably had your parents to thank for that. You could have sworn a suit of yours was missing from your wardrobe. Pulling a cover, you proceeded to remove the tuxedo from its hanger and laid it on a table. Removing your clothes, you proceeded to throw on the white dress shirt and buttoned it up. Grabbing the pants from the table, your right leg went into the right slot and the left leg into the left slot. You had plenty of practice with suits and such. Putting them on wasn’t hard at all. 

After two more minutes, your belt was in the buckles and you had your pants and dress shirt on. The white bow tie that remained on the table stood out to you. Most women made their partner wear the same color their 2nd dress would be. This being the color could either mean she wanted you to look bad, or her dress after the wedding would be white as well. Either way, you proceeded to pick up the bow tie and put it on. The final piece of your outfit was the nice black jacket. As you put it on, your eyes looked into the mirror in front of you. Your outfit was complete. Honestly, it was a perfect fit. 

Pulling back on the cover, you proceeded to walk out towards the stylists and they began to pass a lint roller all over your tux. 

“Perfect sir. Your bride is going to be very happy.”

“Yeah, sure she would.”

“Your wedding is being held at 3 pm in the Seoul Cathedral. That’s about a 30-minute drive from here. It’s 1:30 pm so it’s time to head out. Good luck today and don’t forget to say I do.” 

Giving the men a bow, you began to head back out the way the receptionist had brought you. It was nothing eventful until you found a giant limousine waiting for you. The older man waiting by the back door gave you a bow and pulled it open. Giving the older man a bow, you quickly entered the limo and the door closed behind you. After a few seconds, the man went to the driver's side and hopped in. Before you knew it, you were on your way to the cathedral.

Honestly, it surprised you how many times you were using the same word to describe your wedding day. Uneventful. The 30-minute drive was uneventful until you finally arrived at your destination. The flashing cameras began to surround the vehicle as well as yells from the media. Security was already outside and began to push the men and women away as your vehicle inched forward to its final spot. Once there, the large men who helped push the media away helped you step out of the limo. 

Despite being pushed back once, the various news sites came piling back over once again. The yells of your security were all you could hear as they were throwing the men and women back. Step by step you began to go up the steps of the cathedral. You aren’t even sure how much time it took until you were finally at the entrance. Once past the wooden doors, you could finally hear yourself think. 

As you began to move further into the church, various men and women began to walk toward you and say their hellos. Despite it being early, the church was already filled with various people. A large majority of these people were businessmen and women who wanted to get on your family’s good side. Doesn’t surprise you most of them are there to kiss ass. 

The repeated motions of your arm going up and down were annoying. Sure everyone knows how simple a handshake is but once you reached 30 people, it was just bothersome. With the random businessmen out of the way, next was saying hello to the executives of The Lee Company. As you stood in front of the 6 men and women, your head went down and gave them all a deep bow.

“I welcome you all to my wedding. Thank you for taking the time to come to this event. I’m sure all of your schedules were packed.”

The oldest of the bunch came over and shook your hand. 

“Of course, we need to attend to meet our company president. Some were hesitant but this merger will help make us all a lot of money. I speak on behalf of all of my colleagues here. I am Ru Sangki.” 

“Mr.Ru. I thank you all for coming. Will you be joining us for the festivities after?” 

“Who could ever say no to free alcohol?”

With a small laugh, you proceeded to make your way to the end of the church where your parents were waiting. As your mother's eyes met with your own, you could see she was beginning to tear up.

“Sweetie. Y-You look amazing.”

“Thank you, Mother. Please don’t cry. You know I hate that.” 

“I just never thought I would s-see the day.”

“Well, it’s here whether we like it or not.” 

Placing a hand on your shoulder, your father looked at you. 

“L-Listen Yejun. Your mother and I know this wasn’t your favorite thing but we appreciate you doing this. This will help our families rise to new heights. I guess we’re beginning to sound like broken records but this has already had an impact. Our stock prices have risen 7% since the first word of your wedding. New investors are lining up. The two of you will make this into a worldwide empire. I’m sure of it. You’re both young. I’m sure you will learn to love each other.”

You wanted to roll your eyes but as a matter of respect, you just nodded your head to your father. 

“OK then. Your wedding will start in a few minutes. Why don’t you go stand up there and we will get started once your bride arrives.”

“Yes, father.” 

Walking up on the stage, you began to just wait and give everyone a nod as they got to their seats. Minute after minute passed as your foot began to tap on the wooden floor. You were in your own world until the sound of an organ playing spooked you. The stereotypical tune from weddings began to play for everyone’s ears. Everyone was sitting for a minute until the sound of the doors could be heard. 

The crowd now standing, looked back and began to take pictures. Your eyes first noticed the older man with her arm intertwined. Next to him was the young woman who had a white dress. Nagyung’s wedding dress wasn’t like other women’s. Most women had massive gowns that could fall to the floor. The fluff from those dresses was always a lot yet Nagyung didn’t dress like that. 

Your fiancé’s dress was short. Her legs were on full display for the crowd to see. The two straps on her shoulders showed her soft skin. The white down her body showed her beautiful curves that could make any man drool. Around her neck, the collar of her dress seemed to have jewels all around to just show a look of elegance. 

Step by step, the young woman got closer as her father held her arm. Small cries could be heard on the left-hand side. As you looked, your eyes noticed Nagyung’s mother crying at the sight of her daughter. You could tell she was just happy her child was getting married. After a few more seconds, Mr.Lee and Nagyung were finally at the front. 

Walking down the five steps, your arm then extended to take Nagyung. Mr.Lee in that moment caught you by surprise as he hugged you. 

“Look after her please.”

You were a bit shocked by this action but after you composed yourself, Mr.Lee revived a nod yes from you. Taking Nagyung’s arm, the two of you went up the 5 wooden steps and met with a priest who seemed to appear out of thin air. 

“Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to welcome you all here today. It’s not often family, friends and loved ones get the chance to gather all together but you all took the time to come here for a very special moment. The moment when a man and woman become one. This is a sacred event that has stood the test of time. One that plenty would feel blessed to have, and I am sure these two feel just that way. Choi Yejun and Lee Nagyung have brought you here today for this. Their marriage. Now as I stand before these two, I can see the nerves on their faces. What couple wouldn’t be nervous on their special day but this just shows the love the two have for each other.”

You could almost laugh hearing those words but you needed to keep the act up. Nagyung smiled at the priest and nodded her head. 

“Now Yejun, the duty of a husband can be tough. Sometimes you will be a friend, other times a confidant but you will always be the head of the family. You will be responsible for the needs your wife will have. Be that someone to talk to or someone to just enjoy time together. The key to all this will be communication. Communication will be the thing to help your marriage last as long as people like your parents. I hope you can fulfill the needs of your family. Now Nagyung. That same goes for you. The role of a husband can be hard at times but you will be his friend and confidant. The two of you will also have the struggles of running a business but if you communicate, then you can stand everything thrown at you two. Now I know plenty of weddings like to go on for an hour and bore you all with different sorts of speeches but I’m not going to do that to you all. I’ll make it shorter than average. We will now move on to the vows. We will start with Yejun. Repeat after me.”

At least this wasn’t going to be long.

“I, Choi Yejun.”

“I, Choi Yejun.”

“Take you, Lee Nagyung.”

“Take you, Lee Nagyung.”

“To be my wife.”

“To be my wife.”

“To have and to hold from this day forward.”

“To have and to hold from this day forward.”

“For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer.”

“For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer.”

“In sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”

“In sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”

“Now Nagyung. Repeat after me. I, Lee Nagyung.”

“I, Lee Nagyung.”

“Take you, Choi Yejun.”

“To be my Husband.”

“To be my Husband.”

“To have and to hold from this day forward.”

“To have and to hold from this day forward.”

“For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer.”

“For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer.”

“In sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”

“In sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”

“Thank you, both of you. Now I must ask. Should anyone have any reason these 2 should not be wed today, please speak or forever hold your piece.”

Silence in the church.

“Well then. As I said I wouldn’t make this long. By the power vested in me by South Korea and god, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

As you looked at your bride. Your eyes met with hers and saw she was smiling at you. You could tell it was fake but you had to play the part. Putting your hand on your wife’s waist, you then pull her closer and put your left hand on the back of her head. Tilting your head to the left, you then pulled Nagyung’s face toward you and connected your lips. The kiss was simple, just your lips touching but your heart was racing. It had been years since you kissed a girl. You were ready to push your tongue forward until Nagyung pulled her face back. 

Cheers filled the church as the two of you faced the crowd. Smiles were on everyone’s faces. Your parents as well as your in-laws seemed happy. With the feeling of happiness in the air, you couldn’t help but give a genuine smile. At that time, Nagyung pulled your head closer to hers. 

“Carry me to the limo. Make it seem romantic, idiot.”

Now your fake smile is back. Picking the young woman up, you began to walk down the wooden steps and go down the aisle. The cheers continued as you went down and gave everyone a quick nod. Nagyung pulled herself up a little and began to kiss your cheek. Each step you took brought you closer and closer to the doors. Security was ready as you finally reached the end. Your parents and in-laws managed to keep up with you and were ready to go out. 

“Take a few pictures for the media and walk to the limo. We will join you there.”

“Ready, Nagyung?”

“Let’s do this.”

With security pushing the door open, your eyes were immediately blinded by the flashing lights of cameras. Yells from your security as well as the media hit your ears once more. You thought they were crazy before but now that your wife was in your arms, they almost lost it. You were now the power couple of South Korea. Each push on the men that were in front of you wasn’t fruitful. It took a couple of tries for you to make any progress towards the limo. 

More of your guards came and began to pull the cameramen away from you all. Taking a chance, you posed with Nagyung and she smiled for the cameras. After an intense struggle that lasted five minutes, you were finally at the limo door. For one final picture, you looked at Nagyung and attached your lips to hers. The kiss was the same as before, just on the lips. It made your heart skip a beat until your wife pulled away again. 

Putting your wife down, the young woman stepped into the limo and you followed behind. Your parents as well as in-laws also hopped in the limo and then closed the door. Unlike before, security already had them away from the vehicle and you were able to take off. Hugs were passed around as everyone hugged their parents. Your parents then hugged Nagyung and your in-laws hugged you.

“Your dress was stunning. So different from other brides.” 

“Thank you, Mrs.Choi. I-“

“Call me Mom please.” 

“Thank you M-Mom. I had the dress custom-made by some famous stylists at Versace. It was worth every penny.” 

The rest of your ride was filled with Nagyung talking about her dress as well as the different jewelry she had on her person. For not wanting to get married she truly went all out for her dress. Fifteen minutes passed as you reached the venue for the reception. A hotel.  Your wife had reserved several rooms and suites in this massive hotel. As the limo parked at the entrance, security stood guard and helped you get out. Helping Nagyung get out, you extended your arm once more and began to walk in with your family. 

“Now me and your in-laws will finish setting up the reception. You two go over to the conference room and we will come get you when it’s time.” 

“Ok, mom.” 

Walking to an adjoining room, you and Nagyung found a couple of reclining seats and sat in them. The only noises that could be heard were the music as well as the staff workers who were setting up. You Weren’t sure how much time had passed until you heard a small grunt from Nagyung. Looking in her direction, the young woman was standing up and walking towards the door. 

“You ok?”

“I’m gonna go do something. I’ll be back.” 

You didn’t get the chance to respond as your wife pulled the door open and left. You were getting ready to follow behind her until the door opened again. A smile filled your face as you saw it was Jiwon. 

“Congratulations Yejun!”

“Thank you Jiwon. I didn’t know you were in attendance.”

“Well of course I needed to come. I want to support you and be here in case you need something. So where is your bride going?”

“She said she would be back. That’s it.”

Jiwon’s smile turned into a look of sadness when she heard that. 

“I think I know where she went. Follow me.”

Should you?

Jiwon didn’t wait as she grabbed your hand and began to pull you towards the rooms. The first floor seemed to have a few hotel rooms. As you went down this hallway, Jiwon reached one of the many doors there and pulled out a keycard. Scanning it, the green light appeared and she pushed the door open. Walking in, you were met by a sight that angered you. Nagyung had her arms wrapped around another woman and was kissing her neck. Somehow they didn’t even notice you. 

“Nagyung. You’re married now. W-We shouldn’t.”

“It’s ok. I’m sure he won't mind it being another girl, Seoyeon.”

You weren’t sure why you were surprised. She said she was going to keep cheating but with the men avoiding her, you thought the women would too. Your eyes seeing this were suddenly met with the worried young woman. You could see the fear in her eyes as what she worried about happened. 

“M-Mr. Choi.”

Nagyung at that time turned around and saw you. Most people would act shocked when caught cheating. Nagyung just rolled her eyes. 

“Did you bring my husband here?”

Jiwon was silent for a second until she nodded yes. 

“Next time keep to yourself. Or you will be out a Jo-“

“You will not be out of a job Jiwon. I give you my word on that. Nagyung. I truly thought that maybe you would not do it but I’m here and you couldn’t give a shit. Wow.” 

As you began to walk out of the room, you could hear Nagyung scoff and yell at you. You paid her no mind as you and Jiwon returned to your waiting room. Once there, you took a seat again and just closed your eyes. While anger was coming off in waves, you felt a hand touch your arm. It was Jiwon and you could tell she was sorry for you. In a short time, this girl was already proving to be a better friend than any you had before. 

“Sorry. I know this wasn’t your choice but maybe if you have a normal conversation with her then she will listen and stop.” 

You were just silent. It could seem stupid but it only really hurt because Nagyung was keeping stuff from you, lying.  At that time your fiancé returned and took a seat. The two of you were just glaring at each other now. Tension was all that could be felt in the air. Nagyung could have probably jumped on you until a knock on the door caught everyone's attention. It was the party planner. 

“Everything is all set. Let’s go show everyone the lovely couple.”

Your feelings would have to wait, you now had to be the perfect couple. Standing up, you and your wife met at the door and intertwined your arms. Both of you put a fake smile on your faces and walked toward the reception hall door. The doors were quickly pulled open and music began to play. You and Nagyung began to playfully dance to the tune while going into the reception hall. Cheers echoed in the venue as the two of you made your way to the center of the hall. 

You were ready to continue walking toward your seats until a slow song began to play. Normally the first dance would be later on but it looked like it was at that moment. Placing your hand on Nagyung’s thin waist, the two of you began to stumble a bit and go in the opposite direction. To everyone, it was just nerves when in reality you had never practiced this with your wife. 

“Get your shit together and dance. I better not be embarrassed by this.”

Looking to the right a bit, Nagyung began to follow you and you both swayed left and then right in tune. Your dance wasn’t amazing but it served its purpose. A couple of minutes passed as the song stopped and everyone clapped. Directed to your table, the two of you took your seats and looked out into the crowd. It would be a long rest of the day. 

Hours went by. To say it was horrible was an understatement. Every few minutes Nagyung would pull you closer and complain about something you did. Insult after insult continued to go in your ears. How were you going to have a calm conversation with your wife? You were angry. She was angry and annoyed. Would your emotions cause problems in this chat? A sudden pinch on your arm brought you back to your senses. The two of you had been bowing toward everyone who came to the weddings and it had ended. As people packed the dance floor and music blared in people’s ears, your parents and in-laws walked over and placed a few folders in front of the two of you. 

“We know it’s been a long night, and it’s still technically a little early but we couldn’t wait any longer. In front of you are the deeds to your new home. Now C Industries has been developing a new mega building near the heart of Seoul. Well, the penthouse is already done. This home would be worth several million but it’s our wedding gift to the two of you.”

Both you and Nagyung were surprised. The two of you thought it would be time to go home shopping soon but your parents gifted you one. Both you and Nagyung bowed your heads and the massive gift you both received. 

“Finally. In front of you are the transfer of ownership documents for both you and Nagyung. It’s all set. You both just need to sign and Yejun will be the CEO while Nagyung will be the COO.”

Pulling the cover to the manilla folder, the documents were all there and you began to give them a look over. There were no tricks in the end. This was the moment you had been dreaming about your whole life. Picking up a pen, your hand went down to the bottom of the document and began to sign. Once your lengthy signature was done, you took a glance to the left and saw Nagyung was done signing as well. Your wife was smiling and u like her previous ones, this one looked genuine.

“We are proud of the two of you. Welcome the new leaders of C Industries!”

Finally after everything today you were happy now also. 

“We know it’s a bit early but the presidential suit was reserved for the two of you tonight. Here are the keycards so you can enter. Go ahead and leave whenever you want. We love you both.” 

With your parents and in-laws leaving, Nagyung immediately took one of the cards and looked up at the clock. It was 10 pm. 

“Well, I will be heading to the suite. I’m done with all these fake smiles I’ve been giving. Have fun dumbass.”

Standing up, Nagyung made her way to the exit and bowed at everyone as she left. You were left alone at your table now. It felt awkward. Should you just go to your room also? Wait, what if Nagyung was meeting with another person again? 

Your mind began to go in circles as you asked yourself that question repeatedly. Your body reacted on its own as you made your way to the exit. After saying your goodbyes, you quickly made your way towards the elevator and waited for it. After a minute, the metal cage arrived and you walked in. Scanning your keycard, you then pressed the button to the presidential suite and the doors closed. As you went up, your leg began to bounce as you waited to get to your room. 

A loud ding brought you back to earth and the doors opened. Right in front of you was the entrance to the suit. With the card scanner on the handle, you quickly scanned the rectangle in your hand and saw the green light. Walking in, the door was pushed almost all the way but then stopped by a pair of white heels. Pushing your way past the door, you continued your way further until you reached the living room. On the couch sat your wife. The bottle of champagne on the table in front of her was opened and she was enjoying it. 

“Why are you up here?” 

“I have just as much right to be in this room Nagyung.” 

Grabbing a glass, you then poured some of the contents of the bottle into it. You didn’t even hesitate to down the entire glass of champagne. Nagyung scoffed at this action and filled her glass once more. 

“You’re acting like you had a tough day. I had to act like the perfect wife.”

“And you are acting like you aren’t a nightmare to deal with. I tried my best to be kind towards you all day yet all you did was treat me like trash.” 

Nagyung’s scoff returned as she then stood up. 

“I have been treating you well, all things considered.”

Your wife at that time walked towards the bedroom, leaving you shocked at her words. Following behind you raised your voice a bit. 

“That was treating me well? How the fuck is that treating me well?”

“You got to kiss a gorgeous woman like me. I think that’s pretty good for a loser like you. Plus you ruined one of my chances to destress. I could have slapped you for that.” 

“First. You need to stop calling me a loser. I don’t get where you got that idea and secondly, you went to do shit like that on our wedding day. You don’t even care.” 

“I don’t care. I told you I love sex. A wimp like you can’t satisfy me.”

Getting closer to Nagyung, your glare met with hers.

“I have asked you already. Stop calling me a wimp. I’m getting tired of this.”

“Wimp, wimp, wimp.” 

Our anger was ready to boil over. You had this rage you wanted to release but you didn’t know how. You hadn’t noticed how close your face was to Nagyung’s until you could feel her breath on yours. The two of you were angry and needed to get rid of this feeling. 

Your bodies reacted on their own as you both grabbed each other. Your lips were connected to Nagyung’s before you knew what was happening. This wasn’t like the short kisses you had before. You had wanted to push your tongue forward before and now you had the chance. 

As your tongue moved into her mouth, the two of you began to fight against each other. You would have figured Nagyung would push you away but she continued to kiss you. The young woman’s tongue was shorter than yours, yet she managed to put up a good fight. Your tongues were pushing against each other and then circling, chasing each other.  With your pent-up anger, you finally pushed your tongue against hers and took control in her mouth. Oxygen was something the two of you didn’t notice until your lungs felt empty. 

Pulling back, both of your chests heaved as they took in as much air as possible. Still, your face ended up back in her body only now her neck. First, you began with small pecks on her soft skin. A few pecks later you began to nibble on her skin and pull a bit. The combination of your kisses and bites began to leave a red mark on your wife’s neck. Soft moans hit your ear as Nagyung held you close. 

You weren’t sure when but after a little bit, Nagyung was already pulling off your jacket and ripped off your tie. Your hands stopped being idle after those actions and followed her lead. Your wife didn’t have much clothes on, so it was easy to begin to raise her white dress. Pulling back from your bride's neck, she began to help you remove her wedding dress. As the clothes began to leave her body, your eyes were blessed by the sight of her nude breast. Nagyung didn’t have a bra on this entire time. Just that thought made your already stiff cock to twitch. 

Nagyung seemed impatient as the young woman ripped the buttons to your shirt open. With that out of the way, your hands went down to your belt and unhooked it. Pulling the leather belt off your pants, Nagyung quickly unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down. Raising both your legs, your pants were finally gone and you were matching Nagyung. Only your undergarments remained. 

“Not bad for a wimp.”

“Shut up you bitch. Why am I even doing this?”

“Please, I'm asking myself that. You probably have a little shrimp dick.”

Nagyung’s hand reached out and took hold of your clothes shaft. Your wife had a smirk on her face until she began to feel around. 

“Take a look then.” 

Your wife rolled her eyes at the cockiness in your tone and dropped to her knees. As she went down, her hands wrapped around the band of your underwear and pulled it down. As your cock was freed from its confines, it accidentally hit Nagyung in the face as she got closer. A small gasp left her mouth as she stared at your dick. Raising her hand slowly, your wife’s dainty fingers wrapped around your cock. 

“Well well well. I guess my husband is blessed with a nice cock after all.”

Slowly, Nagyung’s hand began to move up and down your length. With each small stroke, a bit of precum left your tips and began to move down your shaft. The clear slick began to slick up your wife’s hand a bit. Her hand was soft and moving slowly, yet it felt great. Nagyung. Could tell these small actions felt amazing as she then sped up a little bit.

“Awe. Your cock is heating up a bit. This is probably the most a girl has ever done to your length.”

“I’m not a virgin Nagyung. I just don’t Sleep around with anything that breathes.”

“Well you should be happy your wife loves sex. Because that means I’m an expert at this.”

Goosebumps filled your body as you felt something warm wrap around your cock. Looking down, your eyes met with Nagyung’s as her mouth trapped your tip. A few small sucks began to attack your cock head. A slight groan left your mouth as Nagyung continued this action. Sure it felt great but it would quickly bore you. 

Nagyung seemed to have read your mind as she smirked a bit. Lower and lower went your wife’s mouth on your length. You weren’t sure how but Nagyung managed to move your entire length down her throat. After five seconds, Nagyung pulled her mouth back and off your length. Your wife then began to move her tongue on your length and moved it from the base to your tip. Left then right went her tongue around your cock. Moving down to your balls, Nagyung began to move her tongue around them and played with them. Your wife’s hand while she sucked on your balls stroked it up and down. 

After a minute, Nagyung returned her mouth to your length and began to suck on your cock head. Down went her head on your length inch by inch until you filled her throat. The same action repeated two more times until Nagyung hit you with something new. When you filled her throat once more, you felt a vibration around your length as well as a constriction. Nagyung was somehow massaging your cock with her throat. It was unlike anything you had felt before. If you truly were a virgin, you would have blasted your load down Nagyung's throat at that moment. 

Pulling back, Nagyung giggled a bit and just looked at you. 

“How does that feel dear? I told you I’m talented. Or maybe you are just a virgin.

“T-That was….. ok.” 

“Well. If it’s just ok then fuck my face. Dump a load down my throat.”

With the same insult being repeated, you decided to take her up on this invitation. Both of your hands took hold of Nagyung’s head and your waist began to move back and forth. At first, it was slow but when your eyes met with Hers, you saw she rolled them at you. With a sudden thrust, Nagyung’s throat was filled and her eyes shot out a bit. Back and forth your cock entered and left her mouth. Your wife’s throat was getting filled every second with your action. Despite this, she would take deep breaths when she could and took it. She truly wasn’t a rookie at this. Once again, Nagyung began to constrict your length with her throat. The feeling every time felt like the first time. The girl certainly wanted you to cum. 

“F-Fuck. Guess you can do more than just complain with that mouth.”

You felt almost embarrassed but you knew you were close. Using as much strength as you could, you pounded into your wife’s throat. You didn’t have time to warn Nagyung as you thrust into her throat a final time, blowing your load. Shot after shot of your cum went down the young woman’s canal. A small pur left Nagyung’s mouth as your semen filled her stomach. It was one of the best orgasms you had in a while. Letting go of your wife, Nagyung pulled back and began to suck on your tip. Your whole body jolted as you were still sensitive.

“Fuck. I haven’t swallowed a load that big in a while. You must have needed to let one out for a while now.”

Your head just nodded a bit as Nagyung stood up and laid her back on the bed. 

“Hurry up and eat my pussy. I better cum from that worthless tongue of yours.

After finally catching your breath, your legs dropped down and you brought yourself up to Nagyung’s legs.

“Sit back and enjoy, bitch.”

Wrapping your arms around Nagyung’s thick thighs, you then pulled your wife closer. Deciding to tease Nagyung, your lips went to her legs, and began to kiss them. Each peck down her leg brought you closer and closer to her panties. Nagyung being impatient wrapped her hand on her panties and pulled them down. With her privates uncovered, your kisses got closer and closer until you hovered about her pussy. Her slick had covered her legs already and you had a taste, but now you wanted more

“Fucking eat my pussy.” 

You would have liked to leave her there frustrated, but you decided to be nice and gave her pussy a kiss. A little moan left her mouth and you gave her lips another kiss. You repeated this action as your hands moved up to her folds. Spreading them open, your tongue took the chance to push in and began to lick around. More moans left Nagyung’s mouth as your tongue began to swirl in her cavern. 

With her folds parted, your eyes managed to see your wife’s clit. With your left hand, you began to run her nub in little circles. Letting go of Nagyung’s folds, you then used your right hand and pushed your index finger into her. The small moans were replaced with swears as your fingers moved in and out of her pussy. All 3 actions made your wife begin to jump around. She wasn’t ready for you to please her. Nagyung was truly caught off guard. 

Adding two more fingers at once, Nagyung’s legs began to shake at the combined efforts of your hands and tongue. In and out your fingers pistoned Nagyung’s tunnel faster and faster. Your tongue with its continuous flicks on her clit began to speed up despite your mouth getting tired. Nagyung was close and you could tell.

Pulling back, you looked up at Nagyung and heard a groan from her. 

“Why the fuck did you stop?”

“Maybe we should just leave you here as payback or-“

Nagyung wasn’t happy and pulled your head back into her snatch. Should you keep going? Nagyung didn’t wait as her fingers began to rub her clit. Your three fingers pushed back into her snatch and your tongue licked her folds. It didn’t take long for Nagyung to get close to her orgasm again. Moving your fingers as fast as possible. 

“F-Fuck. Just a l-little more.”

Keeping the same pace, Nagyung soon began to jolt around and yell. A rush of fluids hit your face and you then opened your mouth. Each squirt of your wife’s fluids filled your mouth quickly. Drinking it, your body shivered as you had the best-tasting drink of your life. Pulling back, Nagyung was panting for air and had a bright smile on her face.

All of this made you hard again. You thought you were turned on before, but now. You wanted to fuck the life out of your wife. You didn’t hesitate to stand back up and line your length with her folds. Nagyung saw this and smirked. 

“Look at you. Taking charge. I wonder if that cock can make me cum.”

“I already made you cum.”

“That was with my help. I doubt you can do it on your own but go ahead and try.”

“Let’s see if that loose pussy can make me cum.” 

Your cock head began to push forward and wrapped around your length. You didn’t hesitate to go as deep as possible in that instant. Every inch of your length was wrapped by Nagyung’s walls, and it was the greatest feeling ever. Pulling back, you began to move back and forth. 

“Mhmmmm. Such a beautiful cock but I’ve had better.” 

Your anger returned as you wrapped your hands on her hips. Harder and harder your cock began to shove itself into your wife.

“Little better but I think I should go find a better cook than you right now.”

Adding a bit of speed, your hips thrusted more and more into Nagyung’s pussy. Achieving a steady speed, you continued to fuck Nagyung. 

Clap clap clap

Those were the sounds that could be heard in the room. Finding a bit more strength, you began to move harder. Grunts left your mouth as Nagyung moaned. 

“T-That’s fucking it. Keep going, wimp” 

Grabbing Nagyung’s hair, you aggressively pulled your wife’s upper body closer to you. 

“S-Stop calling me a wimp.” 

“Y-You want me to stop. Then make sure I cum.”

Lowering your hand, your fingers began to search until you found her clit once more. As your wife did before, your fingers began to move her clit in circles. You could feel your wife begin to constrict her walls on your length from this action. You hadn’t noticed Nagyung had her arms wrapped around your neck until now. Letting go of her upper body, your head moved down and went into her breast. 

With your mouth wide open, you managed to find Nagyung’s right nipple and wrapped it around your lips. At first, you began to give it a few teases but soon you began to suck on it harder. You were never the best multitasker yet you managed to keep fucking Nagyung, playing with her clit and sucking on her breasts. Raising your head, you then moved your mouth to her left breast and began to suck on her nipple. 

“Fuck. I-I’ve needed this.”

“M-Me too.”

You were surprised at that moment as Nagyung pulled your head back. You thought she was going to push you away until she brought her lips to yours. The two of you were in a battle once more. Your tongues fighting for dominance. This kiss was aggressive, yet you could feel almost a sense of care in it. Pulling back from the kiss, Nagyung smiled at you and kissed your cheek. 

“B-Babe. Keep going, please. I’m going to cum if you keep this pace.” 

Your heart fluttered a bit when she called you that. You were going to help her cum. Keeping your thrusting pace, your fingers sped up and stimulated her clit even more. Nagyung at that time began to yell once more and jump around in your arms. Your wife’s eyes began to roll back as she continued to jump around. The construction around your length was just as good as her throat, you were ready to cum. With a few more thrusts, your length reached the end of your wife’s caverns. Your seed began to flood your wife’s snatch as you fell on top of your wife. Your cock throbbed more than five times as you filled her to the brim with your semen. 

You weren’t sure how much time passed as you felt Nagyung kissing your neck. Getting back up, you looked down and saw your cum leaking out of your wife’s pussy. Nagyung brought her fingers down at that moment and grabbed some of the semen that was dripping. 

Raising it to her mouth, your wife playfully spun around and raised her ass towards you. 

“Put another load in me.”

You didn’t need to think twice about that invitation. Despite everything, your cock was still plenty hard. Nagyung at that time reached back and lined your length up with her folds. With a push, your length was enveloped in your wife’s caverns once more. 

“Fuck. How are you so tight?” 

“How do you have such a nice cock?”

Picking up a little speed, your thrusts began to get harder. Nagyung at that time brought her upper body up and you took hold of her arms. From your wife’s delicate arms, they began to go up and take hold of her breast. Your lips once more went to her neck and you began to pepper it with kisses.

“God I love that. Maybe I really won’t need another cock after this.” 

“Here y-you go again. This is the only cock you are going to have from now on.”

“M-Maybe but you get a pleasure other men have never had.” 

“And what’s that you whore.”

Nagyung’s walls got tighter with that word. 

“None of them got to fuck me without a condom. Let alone fill me with cum.” 

“Then let me fuck a-another load into your loose pussy.”

Nagyung moaned when you insulted her again. Your speed began to increase when you could imagine another load in your wife. Letting go of her left breast, you immediately raised it and slapped her ass. A grunt left Nagyung as you then slapped her ass again. 

“Y-You can do better dear. Fuck me like others have before.” 

Your slaps continued on her ass after she said those words. 

“S-Shut up you whore.”

“W-Whore? Yet you’re fucking me.”

“B-Because this is my pussy now.” 

Your thrusts increased and Nagyung began to grunt like you. 

“C-Choke me.” 

You would have never thought of yourself grabbing your partner's neck during sex but with the way Nagyung spoke to you, there wasn’t any hesitation. Both of your hands wrapped around the young woman’s neck and began to squeeze a bit. This seemed to turn Nagyung more. The constriction around your cock got tighter with each squeeze you gave her neck. Nagyung began to lower her hand down to her clit but you saw this and slapped her hand away. 

“Y-You come when I say so.” 

Your right hand continued to give a few squeezes to her neck while your left hand went to her clit. Rubbing it in circles once more. Your combined efforts were bringing Nagyung to her orgasm, and you were soon to follow. Should you be ashamed about cuming so soon again? Probably not when you were making her cum quickly also. 

Every one of your actions went as fast as they could. The rubbing of Nagyung’s clit, the choking of her neck, and the thrusting Into her walls. 

“P-Please. Just a little more.”

With your constant pace, you saw Nagyung’s body begin to shake as her third orgasm of the night came. A rush of fluids hit the bed as you gave her neck one final squeeze. Just like your hands. Your wife’s walls squeezed around your cock and tried to milk you of all you had. Letting go of her neck, your cum began to fill Nagyung. Pants for air and mains filled the room, just like you filled your wife. 

After a minute, Nagyung pulled her body away from yours and pulled the covers to the bed. Hoping under the covers, you followed her and wrapped her in your arms. 

The room was silent until Nagyung broke the air. 

“Can I be honest?” 

“Sure.”

“That was some of the best sex I’ve had in a while. You were great but I still want to sleep with other partners. I have been doing this for so long and it will just be so hard to change myself. 

You began to chuckle a bit hearing that. 

“I have a compromise. Why don’t you let me sleep with other women and you can sleep with other women as well?”

You were amazed at what you just heard. You were mad about your fiancé trying to sleep with others but now your mind was debating if you should take this offer.

“It’s called an open relationship. And to stay clean I will only sleep with women I introduce you to and you can sleep with women I introduce you to. You already proved that cock can satisfy me. I won’t lie to you anymore or try to trick you but please let me continue this life, dear.”

Should you do it? should you change your morals just to have more sex?

“I’ll let you fuck Saerom unnie first if you would like.”

Your cock twitched at the thought of fucking her. Her beautiful body certainly had never left your mind when you saw it. This deal would be in your favor. 

“Fuck it. Let’s do it. So much for being angry at you for trying to sleep with others."

Nagyung laughed and hopped back on you. The young girl smirked and began to kiss your neck. 

“I hope we can wake up early. Our flight to Jeju is at 7 am. This week is going to be filled with fucking. Let’s see if you can keep up, wimp."

“One way to find out.” 

Plunging Nagyung back on your rod, the young woman began to bounce as you pulled her down for a kiss. 

This relationship is going to be Interesting.

A/n 2- Thank you for reading. Not the best but i hope you enjoyed it. Not sure when i will come back with another piece so until then. Thank you for reading, sorry for typos and see you next time

[frozcnhearts]

“I don’t know.”, Yejun admitted quietly. Has he only gotten informed recently as well, that their parents wanted to see all four of them. For sure it was no birthday celebration, so it had something to do with anything else. Foul plans created by their family, rumors within the walls that had reached and did not please them - it could be everything. Last time they had such a thing was three years prior, after Miran’s attempt to run away from home. Just to get dragged back by her hair, in tears, with her clothes and blonde hair drenched in mud. A girl, usually holding herself in pride and always trying to please - he never saw her as humiliated as on this day. It was a reminder to the two older brothers. Two show them how ill-viewed it was, if any of their child would ever try again to leave the ‘safe walls’ of their home. Ironically, since that day it felt like it was nowhere as dangerous as here.

He had been glad that Strelitzia was left out of this. Back then and even now, she was too young to witness all those negative sides of their family. The darkness, they tried to hide behind their false perfection.

Yejun shook those memories out of his mind, heaved out a breath to not anger himself. He was supposed to be the quiet one, as such he got raised. For it seemed like everyone had to play their own role sooner or later. Which was one more thing he despised. His gaze wandered to the side, to the beautiful scenery. There was a small patch of greenery in their place, a pond with fish swimming inside of it. Flat stones pathed a way through everything, leading to a zen garden and at the end - a large door of wood that was so dark that it almost looked black. Probably to avoid anybody from sneaking in out of curiosity and to reveal too much information about the Lee-family and whatever went out behind closed doors.

Scared of losing reputation or the chance to one day rise in ranks, shall the chance occur one day.

Yejun came to a sudden stop, turning to the door he hesitated to enter, as he knew what awaited behind there. It was the room where the family was to meet. He hated to admit it, but his heart hammered so painfully against his chest, it made it almost hard to breathe. Dizziness kicking in quickly on his frail body. He tried his best to not let anyone notice his sudden state. Oh, how the blonde hated to make anyone fuzz over his poor health. It was tiring.

The young man kneeled down to be on the same eye level as his sister, taking both of her hands into his as he gave her a smile, “It won’t be anything big for sure, okay? We will get out there quickly for sure.”. Those words were though more spoken to reassure himself, Yejun noticed quickly, “There’s nothing bad that could happen. I mean, we all have each other after all.”.

However, in his mind he went through all the possibilities of what it might be. Did one of them try to run again? Were they again forced to see a reminder of why it was useless to ever hope to see anything beyond their household? Their father would always say that they were indeed blessed with a family like theirs. That the world out there was in so much of a worse state they could ever imagine.

Youth allowed for the little girl to be oblivious to most of the pressure that her other siblings had to constantly face, but she was a lot brighter than she seemed, her siblings also seeming to shower her with the love and affection that someone her age should receive, being encouraged by them to be her normal, curious and carefree soul, despite the mixed signals that she could receive from the other adults around her. She was getting old enough to realise that there was something expected from them, that their family was held somehow higher than others, even if she couldn't quite understand as to why that was or why it was even important. All she knew, was that she wanted to explore outside those walls - she wanted to see more of the world that laid on the other side, see the plants and animals that she'd witnessed mainly in her books or from gifts from various visitors. But, as small as her world may be, she knew for certain that her siblings helped to make it feel so much bigger. Which was why she'd get upset whenever they happened to be rough on themselves, her pout fading ever so slightly as Yejun carefully ruffled the top of her hair, ginger curls brushing against her cheek, the small action causing her to finally let out a small giggle, pressing slightly closer to her brother when they were suddenly no longer alone. She didn't like it when there were others around, when it seemed like they were being watched, studied, examined...their behaviour no doubt reported back to their parents. She truly was fearful that these adults would see her older siblings as a bad influence one day, that she'd wake up and no longer be able to see any of them, a thought that scared her more than she cared to admit, Strelitzia reaching up to take hold of her brother's hand, trying to force her thoughts to calm down. Why did it suddenly feel harder to breathe?

"I-it's okay...we...we don't have to do that...", she bit the inside of her cheek, before quickly making herself stop, having been told off many times in the past for such a behaviour, instead giving her brother's hand a gentle squeeze, gazing up at him with her usual bright amber gaze, "Is there something happening today though? This dress...it's heavy and itchy...usually I only have to wear these things for special occassions...is it someone's birthday?"

@frozcnhearts

[plliaverse]

MY YOUTH, IT'S YOURS. ft. bonggu

sypnosis: you helped EUNHO to escape the lab in the past, ending to you and him becoming close.

this ones long, idk why im just raw dogging this

c/w: more on the lore, eunho lore based ><, swearing, fluff, earth is called terra lol, slice of life? semi proofread

“what if we run away?” eunho asked, you looked at him dumbfounded. “what..?” you replied, what kind of thoughts does he have now? you ask yourself, eunho anwered. “i mean, from.. everyone!” bamby just looked at eunho, and sighed. Oh, yes. It's normal. It's eunho.

“what has gone into your head, eunho?” you smile, and chuckle. He looked a bit flustered, listen to him! “i wanna have an adventure, come on! wolves like to go hunting, you know..” “there you go saying you're a wolf!” you raise your voice a little to tease him. He just giggles. “what if we go to terra, and we do those photobooth things, and.. have those fireworks, and.. couple stuff..” he says as he mumbles the last sentence. “well..... i.. guess, we can..?” you say, slowly. He just stayed silent, ears going red you saw. You realized he said something, but you didnt hear. “What did you say in the last sentence? didnt hear you.” he just looked up to you, smiling and said; “It's nothing.” his eyes filled with love, you don't care. You know anyway. Eunho can't lie to save his life. It's a fifty fifty feelings, you feel mutual, but you want him to confess first.

bamby looks at you both, judging. “alright, lovebirds. Stop it. We're here” oh, right. You guys were going home. Eunho kept stealing glances, and you caught him everytime. “We're home!” bamby announced to the three guys, yejun, noah, and hamin. You hurry to the table to place down the snacks, eunho going behind you, and placing his head on your shoulder. He might as well put his arms around you. “What are you two doing..?” yejun asked. “I'm placing down the snacks you guys wanted?” you tilt your head. “With eunho coddling you?” yejun looked at eunjo, oh. Him, right. “i dont know why he's being like that.” you reply, “wolves are clingy” eunho says in response, but still moved away because bamby told him he was in the way. You sigh.

Time skipped, it was night. All guys shared rooms. Yejun and hamin, noah and bamby.. you and eunho. Great! you sat down at the bed, it was soft enough. eunho was in the bathroom showering. You lay down, and use your phone to wait for him. Minutes passed, and eunho comes out the bathroom well dressed, to sleep. He lay down next to you, and look over your phone. “what're you watching?” he says, you look at him. He was close enough to your face, that if he looks at you, both of your lips will definitely press. “just.. videos.” you say, flustered by the sudden position. “ah, sorry.” he replied and moved away. “you.. you're not gonna shower?” he asked, anything just to have a conversation with you. “oh, no. I'll do it in the morning. I'm not in the mood.” you say in response and turn off your phone. Your eyes starts to feel heavy, and you yawn. You decided to get comfortable, and close your eyes.

The next morning you woke up feeling hot, and stuck. You look behind you, and it's eunho cuddling your back. It's okay, maybe you can tolerate this. You move closer, and close your eyes again. You know he's awake, and grinning. This man is stupidly cute.

[plli5]

100 men vs 1 gorilla – PLAVE edition

yejun

"do you think 100 average men could beat a gorilla?” he blinks at you. slow. composed. like he’s about to say something wise. instead, he flashes you a slow smile. “...i was hoping you’d ask.” because of course he’s heard of this debate.

he’s been in the trenches. deep in the reels. he’s seen every side, every angle, every theoretical breakdown. he straightens up like you just assigned him a thesis. “okay. first: no weapons, right? just average strength? gorilla is adult, male, fully grown?” you nod slowly.

he nods back, eyes already calculating. “they lose.” but he’s not done. he’s just getting started. “i actually made a note on this once. hold on—” he opens his notes app. scrolls past “grocery list” and “gift ideas for you” until he hits a bullet point doc titled:

“gorilla vs 100 men: probability scenarios" you’re staring at him. he doesn’t notice. he’s too focused. “it depends on spacing. if it’s open field, they’re done. gorilla charges, panic sets in. they scatter.” he's taking it very serious.

“but—if it’s tight quarters, and at least 20 of them can dogpile strategically…” he has plans. formations. morale tactics. “they need a leader. preferably someone calm under pressure. someone quick-thinking. someone—” he stops. looks at you. smiles. soft. self-satisfied.

“...someone like me.” you blink, “you wanna be one of the 100??” him: “i wouldn’t let them die clueless.” you are wheezing. “yejun. the gorilla would fold you like laundry.” he tilts his head, disappointed. “so you’d let me die?” “again—why are you in the lineup??” he shrugs

“i’d be the strategist. morale boost. maybe distract the gorilla with a soft tone. a little shoulder touch. maybe... a banana.” you can’t even argue—he sounds so calm. so stupidly confident. he leans in voice low, vaguely scandalized:

“but no, it’s fine. side with the gorilla. hope he writes you a thank-you note when i’m flattened into the dirt like a pancake.” leans back. crosses his arms. shakes his head, slow and theatrical. “i’ll just lie there. thinking about how you chose jungle loyalty over love.”

a pause. then, suddenly: “...actually? forget it. i’m joining team gorilla.” you snort. “and how do you plan to do that?” “i’d bribe him. bananas.” he says it like it’s obvious. “me and the gorilla? unstoppable. you? on the floor. confused. betrayed. banana-less.”

“don’t ask me for help when he’s charging. i’m in the background holding his fruit bowl.”

tldr: he will become the gorilla’s cheerleader (???)

noah

“100 men vs one gorilla?” he doesn’t even let you finish the sentence before going: “obviously the men win. next question.” says it like it’s common knowledge. like it’s embarrassing you even had to ask. you: “...you really think they could win?”

“100 guys? one monkey? that’s free real estate.” you: “gorilla. not monkey.” him: “semantics.” you: “have you seen a gorilla?” him: “yeah. and i’ve seen 100 idiots who’d try to fight one. strength in stupidity.” you: “…so you think they’d win?” he nods. “absolutely.”

and just like that, you’ve activated him. he sits up straighter. eyes lit. already talking with his hands. “okay listen. they circle it. someone distracts it. couple guys go for the legs. someone climbs on top. gorilla’s done.” you bring up the size. the bite force. stats.

he waves them off like they’re rumors. “stats mean nothing in a street fight.” he doesn’t care. “what if they brought ropes? big ropes. just tie it down. easy.” “or like—hit it with something. chairs. metal pipes. vending machine maybe.”

“...you can’t just spawn a vending machine.” he rolls his eyes, “you’re thinking too small. this is why you’re not in the strategy room.” at this point?? he’s on the floor sketching battle formations with crumbs. drafting roles. coaching a team that doesn’t exist.

“group a holds the line. group b attacks from behind. group c? emotional support. we need morale.” but then. you hit him with: “would you fight the gorilla?” he blinks. laughs. leans back like you just asked if he eats batteries. “me?? i’m not stupid.”

“i’m not in the field. i’m in the control room. directing. yelling. i’ll be there emotionally. that counts.” he’s already imagining it like a sporting event. live-streamed. sponsored. merch table. “...so who isgoing in?” “hamin.” no hesitation.

“he’s built for this and he’s basically a bear in a hoodie. honestly? gorilla might surrender early.” “so you’d sacrifice him?” “i’m not sacrificing. i’m delegating.” calls it strategic resource management. uses words like formation, damage output, and cooldown time.

“he’d bring backup meds, a spare plan, and three escape routes.” and then—he smirks. “besides, i’m way more useful yelling instructions from behind a reinforced glass wall.” says you’d be in the panic room with him. calls it a “romantic bonding experience.”

“trust me. i’ve thought this through.” and that’s the problem. he has. actually though? he’s 100% placing bets on who goes down first. talking trash from the sidelines. “look at them. no coordination. gorilla’s about to eat good.” “what?” “i could choreograph this better.”

and when you say, “you know the gorilla would win, right?” he gasps. clutches his chest. mock betrayal. “you’d side with the gorilla? over humanity? over me??” “...you’re not even in the fight.” “yeah. which is why i’m alive to judge everyone else.”

leans in real close, grin sharp and smug: “but if i was in the fight? you’d root for me, right?” “you just said you wouldn’t be.” “doesn’t matter. you’d root for me anyway. look at you.”

you just stare at this man. because what’s wrong with him. but also—because he’s annoyingly right. tldr: pray for hamin?

bamby

he blinks. hard. “wait—why are they fighting the gorilla?? what did he do??” completely ignores the actual question. his face twists in concern. genuine moral outrage loading. “he lives in the jungle. he minds his business. why are they going after him.”

you try to explain it's just a hypothetical. too late. he's already spiraling. ignored the whole premise and instead chooses violence on behalf of the gorilla. "they just showed? 100 of them? that's bullying. that's a mob. he didn't ask for this."

asks you to explain the gorilla's side of story like the true empath that he is. "it's not real." "and yet i feel bad anyway" is now defending the gorilla's honor like it's his cousin?? bamby please.

he starts asking the weirdest questions: "do they know each other? are they dudes friends? what's their group dynamic? how are their knees??" eventually, after too much pacing and one near-trip ober absolutely nothing: "they'd lose. for sure. like—badly." nods solemnly.

"unless the gorilla gets distracted. or... feels bad for them. but why would he. he's seen things." you: "...what things?" him: "...i dunno. jungle trauma?" and when you try to bring logic into it—"but 100 people is a lot"—he just nods.

"yeah. it is. but he's strong. i believe in him." he says it like a war general saluting a fallen hero. his loyalty? firmly planted. his allegiance? unwavering. team gorilla till death. ride or die. already planning to knit him a friendship bracelet.

you: “so you’re team gorilla?” him: “he didn’t even start it.” by the end of it, he’s emotionally attached to the gorilla. later, he texts you: “if i was the gorilla, would you defend me?” and then: “nvm. don’t answer. it’s too raw.”

eunho

“do you think 100 men could beat a gorilla?” he pauses mid-bite. tilts his head. “huh. why are they fighting?” not upset—just curious. like you asked him to solve a puzzle. he’s already thinking too hard. you try to explain it’s just a question. too late. he’s off.

“gorillas are actually really peaceful unless provoked.” “they eat plants. they’re family-oriented. they’re emotional. i watched a thing on it.” “their arms are like—six times stronger than humans. six.” he holds up six fingers. very serious.

he is now in full geography-channel mode. talking fast. pacing. flapping his arms like wings for some reason. “they can climb. they can break trees. they have dads.” “what does that have to do with anything—” “i don’t know but it feels important..” suddenly claps his hands.

“okay. 100 men. that’s a flash mob. if they rush in together, maybe they get him.” pauses. “…unless he starts swinging. then it’s over. they fold like paper.” he’s flipping sides every two seconds.

“i believe in the gorilla. no—wait. i believe in redemption. maybe the men can bond with him.” “maybe they bring him fruit. and a speaker. and they all dance.” “so... who wins?” “love.” he's serious btw. and when you ask: “so would you be one of the 100 men?” he snorts.

“me?? i’d be riding the gorilla.” you blink.“...what—” “as friends!! unless he lets me steer. then i’m in charge.” somewhere between roundhouse-kicking a pillow and quoting a documentary badly, he casually says:

“i’m sending hamin in first. he’s got this." he’s basically a gorilla but with snacks.” texts hamin: “if the day ever comes, i believe in you. ” it’s a noline thing. pray for hamin. and if you think this is the end if debate? you are so wrong.

five minutes later, he’s trying to climb on your back. “don’t fight it. this is for the bit.” you’re wheezing. he’s definitely bigger than you. you’re hunched over, wobbling, laughing— “eunho—get off—” “no. i’ve bonded. this is my home now.”

“shh. you’re sturdy. and so graceful. like a four-legged forest beast.” “i am not a gorilla—” he gasps. “why are you saying that like it’s a bad thing?? gorillas are cute! haven’t you seen donkey kong? he wears a tie.” “are you seriously comparing me to donkey kong?

he grins. “he’s powerful. misunderstood. excellent posture. honestly? i see it.” you collapse under him, sob-laughing. he’s grinning so hard he can barely breathe.

and later? he makes you watch a gorilla documentary with him. narrates the whole thing. badly. midway through: “okay but look at his eyes. that’s a soul. that’s a man with taxes.” whatever that means.

hamin

"can 100 average men beat a bloodlusted gorilla?" he pauses. glances at you. “how average?” “like… average height, weight, strength—just normal guys.” he nods. chews his protein bar. then says, completely straight-faced:

“they’re all going to die. that gorilla’s walking out of there with a new coat.” you: “what? why??” “it’s a wild animal. it’s not fighting with logic. it’s fighting to end the threat.” you blink. you try to play the devil's advocate, "not even with a strategy?"

he gives you the driest look imaginable. “especially not with strategy. because they won’t have one.” says it like he’s already seen the footage. like he’s the last survivor giving a post-battle interview. “what if—” “no.” immediate shutdown, he's set on his answer!

you bring up ropes. coordination. team morale. he just raises one eyebrow. “do you really think 100 men are going to cooperate under pressure?” you have no comeback. he’s right. but then—you mention noah and eunho said they’d send him in. he blinks. once. then again.

sets down his protein bar. “...i’m sorry. they’re volunteering me to fight a gorilla?” “…yes.” “…of course they did.” sighs. pulls out his phone and sends a text: ‘i am not your gorilla proxy.’ “do they want me to win, or stall it while they escape?” “unclear.” “figures.”

“so you wouldn’t do it?” he glances at you. calmly. “…i’m not stupid, i value my life.” a pause. then—quietly, “but if i had to...” and that’s when you see it, that spark of competition. the subtle shift of idiocy.

“wait. hold on. are you saying you could actually beat a gorilla?” he pauses. like he’s deciding whether or not to say it. and then, casually: “…maybe. depends on the terrain.” no elaboration. you stare at him. “...i’d aim for the legs.” he says it with confidence.

terry/caligo

"100 men vs a gorilla, what do u think?" he looks up. not amused. not confused. "idk. do you think 100 job applications could beat you?" he doesn't stop there, "that's the real battle. from the look of your bank account... the gorilla's not the only threat."

he's calling u broke and unemployed. "let me know if you want to fight something real. like taxes." tldr: u asked a silly question and ole boy hit u with a career evaluation. thank you for coming to my ted talk, good night

[kkaligoo]

Shining Star

Summary: When PLLI receives a once in a lifetime offer to meet her idols and record a cover for them, she couldn’t say no. Yet what she feels was definitely not what she expected.

“Ok! Come in PLLI!” Plli enters in grandly accompanied by much triumph, being greeted by 3 (handsome) men. Her idols if you will.

“Thank you Yejun, Noah and Eunho - nim for letting me audition at VLAST ent today…” she murmurs shyly, bowing.

Yejun, Noah and Eunho sat together on a rather spacious table. It was wooden, and rather old. If you asked Plli how she felt, she would say jet lagged and anxious. Not only was she performing her idol's song in front of them, but the trip to Asterum was harsh on her very comfortable, and slightly complacent, Terra body.

“Alright! Let’s see what you got today plli!” Eunho says with much energy causing her to smile. “I’ll try my best!”

“Fighting!” Yejun says as he claps his hand. Noah seemed awfully silent as she felt his eyes judge her. Her throat closes a bit and she feels her new found confidence wilt ever so slightly.

The song begins, the familiar notes and soothing melody. The notes of the keyboard made her feel ever so slightly calmer, as she unknowingly sways to the melody.

“한참을 멍하니 앉아…지금을 꿈꿔 왔었죠~” Her voice clears as she sings. However, she made a mistake to see their responses. Eunhos' eyes were sparkling, much to her happiness and confidence. Yejun smiled as he wrote down something in his small notebook. However, when her eyes met Noah's, her voice falters ever so slightly. His eyes were cold yet calculating and his voice was booming in her head as he spoke.

“Can you hit higher?” He asks, plli gulps down, trying to fight the urge to melt onto the cool floor and becoming a puddle.

“Uhm.. uh…”

“Can you go higher? Now?” He tsks in annoyance. Yejun calms him down slightly as he whispers somethi gn ng in his ear.

“I think you can try it again! Lassgo!” Eunho says cheerfully as she sings again

The members seemed to be happy with her warm up, or as happy as Noah could be after sarcastically saying it was “fine”, after around 20 or so minutes, leaving her and showing her to the recording studio. It’s safe to say that she had a very vivid memory of Noah asking her to hit the high note as it lasted… around half of that session.

They sat nearby, behind glass and microphones and too much complex technology. She’s let into a rather spacious area with a nice looking microphone and a chair.

“Alright let’s go from the pre chorus! One two three!” Yejun says into the mic

“Shining star, find the stAr” Plli cringes internally as she feels her voice crack half way through. She pauses herself to look at the others only to be met with the sight of Noah’s head in his hands.

“It’s… it’s good!” Yejun unmutes himself, and then covers his mic, turning to Eunho in a whisper “cut that out please..”

Eunho nods as he unmutes his mic. “Let’s take it from the top then! Noah Hyung any words?”

Noah shakes his head as he walks out of the room suddenly before returning with some water. “Ok sing that again, the, the…” His words falter for a bit, forgetting his language. “The stars shining part.”

“It’s shining star hyung.”

“That’s what I said!”

They snort a bit before signalling for Plli to start again from the top. Stopping constantly to try and get plli to try and hit higher.

“It’s C#5 not C5! Again plli.” Noah commands as Plli sniffles, he stands behind her now. Due to it being more “hands on” than he thought.

“Maybe we could lower this part for plli..” Yejun asks, concerned over Noah’s sudden harshness.

“No she can do it.”

He holds her abdomen as pressed into her diaphragm “again”

“Shining star~” Her eyes widen as she looks at Noah in shock “Wah! I could hit it!”

Noah releases his grip on her as he huffs. “Yeah obviously, I’m a princess and I can do anything.”

“Alright! That’s good! Lassgo final verse!” Eunho says with enthusiasm despite the time. It was close to 2am in Terra time now, plli was drowsy and on the verge of falling asleep much to Yejun and Eunho.

Yet after 30 or so minutes, it felt like forever to plli, she gulps water as she hugs and high fives the members.

“Eh where’s Noah-ss…“ plli asks confused before seeing the recognisable blonde. He was sprawled on the cold floor, hair now messy and his arm was laid over his eyes. Moi huddled near him as she tried to drag a blanket for him.

“Is he alright Yejun-ssi?” Plli asks concerned as Yejun waves it off “you did great today, don’t worry about it, he’ll go back home eventually! Pojingie and Alpaca nims can pick him up to go to the palace.”

Plli nods as Eunho gives her some tickets. “Here’s the Terra flight tickets later, it’s in 2 days so just relax and explore asterum!”

Plli thanks both of them, bowing to the older two. She sees Meymu and Muhmo on the side sharing a small bowl of jjajjangmyeon as she pats and squishes their marshmallow like fluff. She bids them goodbye and returns to her hotel room via portal.

12:32… recording… Lord I’m cooked Noah please don’t arrange it… ~🪻

[peachyhours]

e'last yejun a-z nsfw? or something else i don't really care i just need more yejun

Yejun A-Z nsfw

A/N :: Hi, sorry for the wait! 🤍

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♡ A (Aftercare) ⇸ What they're like after sex

Yejun is very clingy so his favorite type of aftercare is cuddle. After cleaning everything up, he loves to lay down in bed and do nothing, just appreciate eachother's presence and cuddle. He loves to bring a warm blanket and hold you tight, sometimes he likes to put some music on or watch a movie. But he's an introvert so he doesn't really like to go out or do something.

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♡ B (Body part) ⇸ Their favorite body part on them and also their partner's

His favorite part on him is his figure. He seems quite slim and feminine and loves it, he looks so elegant. On you, he loves your shoulders and the back of your neck, it's the best place for sensual and loving kisses. He also likes your hands especially if you have long and slim hands/fingers.

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♡ C (Cum) ⇸ Anything to do with cum basically...

He likes to try a lot of different places when he cum, his favorite places are your stomach and your ass. He likes to watch his art after he's done, you look really sexy naked and covered with his cum. He also loves to cum on your face but it's harder to clean.

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♡ D (Dirty secrets) ⇸ A dirty secrets of theirs

He will one day paint you or draw you naked or pleasing yourself. I feel like he really likes art and he would like to incorporate it to your sexual life by taking pictures or drawing... Also Yejun is a switch leaning sub, that's why he'd love to let you dominate him one day and he want to try to be pegged.

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♡ E (Experience) ⇸ How experienced are they? Do they know what they are doing?

Yejun is still pretty young, he had maybe one or two partners. He's not really into fwb or a one night stand. He is pretty chill about sex and likes hearing your honest opinion so he can improve. He's really skilled with his fingers and his tongue. He will also give you his opinion on what he'd like to try or how you can improve.

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♡ F (Favorite positions) ⇸ This goes without saying

Yejun likes unique and fun positions, he wants to try a lot of different positions so it never gets boring. His favorite positions are the leap frog, that's the one position he loves when he gets more "angsty" or a little bit excited, it hits in the right place and he has a good view. He also likes the Lotus, it's sensual and comfortable.

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♡ G (Goofy) ⇸ Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous?...

He's not very goofy during sex, I mean he's not super serious but he thinks it's weird to laugh during sex, it ruins a little bit the mood. Maybe in the morning when he's still sleepy he can let out one or two giggles bit that's about it.

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♡ H (Hair) ⇸ Basically what's going on down there and their preference on their partner

Yejun prefers to wax or shave, he doesn't like having hair in this area. It's also easier to clean when he pleasures himself. On you he doesn't really care, your body, your choice. He wants you to be comfortable and confident with your body so he doesn't have an opinion.

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♡ I (Intimacy) ⇸ All the romantic/intimacy aspect

Yejun is very intimate and romantic with sex, he loves to create a peaceful and calm atmosphere. After care and sweet words are a must, he wants you to feel comfortable and free to express yourself or try things.

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♡ J (Jack off) ⇸ Mastubation headcanon

He really likes to masturbate, he will either do it with you or alone. He loves to lay down in bed and let his imagination do the work. He loves the peaceful atmosphere when he jerks off, he sometimes light up candles or put some calm music. He likes to try new things on himself for increase the pleasure.

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♡ K (Kinks) ⇸ One or more of their kinks

Yejun prefers vanilla sex, he loves lingerie on you or on him. He likes pet names and mirror sex, he's very open minded and likes to try different things. He is very artistic with sex, he likes role play and taking pictures. Yajun also like to experiment sense play and public sex (like a beach, mountains, a balcony hotel...).

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♡ L (Location) ⇸ Favorite places to have sex

He loves pretty things, his favorite thing is to have sex in pretty places like a beach during sunrise, on a top of a hill during sunset, in a giant park full of flowers... He isn't scared to be seen, he likes unusual and fun places. It makes the moment more romantic and unique.

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♡ M (Motivation) ⇸ What turns them on, gets them going

He usually has sex when he's bored or when he wants to be with you/intimate with you, not necessarily when he is horny. He does get turned on sometimes by the way you are dressed, nudes...

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♡ N (No) ⇸ Somethings they wouldn't do, turns off

He doesn't like angry/jealous sex, violence is a big turn off for him, he's rarely rough during sex. Yejun would never do something that would make him or you uncomfortable.

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♡ O (Oral) ⇸ Preference on giving or receiving, skills...

Yejun really enjoys oral, for him sex is incomplete without preliminaries. He doesn't have a preference between giving and receiving. If he gives you a head, you give him a head, it has to go both ways because both of you deserved to be pleased.

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♡ P (Pace) ⇸ Are they rough and fast? Slow and sensual?

As a vanilla sex adept, he definitely goes more slowly. His touches are gentle and his thrusts are too. He wants his pace to fit the mood, he doesn't like to be rough or fast and it's more tiring.

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♡ Q (Quickies) ⇸ Their opinion on quickies, how often...

Yejun doesn't really like quickies, he doesn't like to rush things and likes to take his time. He rather wants to drive home asap than having sex in public toilets, at a party... His aim is to give you multiple orgasm not to just fuck for 5 minutes. He does struggle to understand why people like quickies so much, that's just not his thing.

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♡ R (Risk) ⇸ Do they like to take risk? How?

Yejun takes risks, he doesn't fucking care about people, he's just in his own world with you. As I said, he doesn't take risks for quickies but for beautiful places. He probably searched on Internet.

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♡ S (Stamina) ⇸ How many rounds? How long do they last?...

His stamina is very low, he doesn't seem too sporty. That's one of the reasons why he prefers slow and sensual sex, it helps him keep up and not finish too soon.

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♡ T (Toy) ⇸ Do they own toy? Do they use them on them or on their partner?

Yejun loves using toys, on you or on him he likes to buy all kinds of toys to test them out. He likes using them on him especially when he is alone, when you are together he use it on you more than on him. He loves all the different sensations each toy gives and some of them have really pretty design so he likes to collectionate them.

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♡ U (Unfair) ⇸ How much they like to tease?

He is not unfair at all, he doesn't see the use to "manipulate" your pleasure. There is no point of teasing you, he prefers giving you want you want instead of playing around.

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♡ V ( Volume) ⇸ How loud are they? What sound they make?

Yejun doesn't hide his emotions so he can be pretty vocal, especially when he's a sub, when you touch him or even when he's alone. He rather moans than making weird man noise, his voice is really pretty so he thinks you will prefer here that.

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♡ W (Wild card) ⇸ Random headcanon

"Well aren’t you soft this morning," you joked. "Must have been a great night last night." Your hands cupped his face as you planted your lips on his again. You moaned into each others’ mouths, his hands blindly grabbing at your breasts, waist, ass. His soft touch was tickling, making you laugh into the kiss. He hummed, moving his lips to your neck. "It was a perfect night," he murmured. "Let’s make this a perfect morning." He easily slipped inside of you, making you gasp. "Still feels so good." You almost snorted, your stomach swirling with both nerves and pleasure. "You’re so cheesy." Hongbin shot you a beautiful smile, rolling his hips into you slowly. "Only for you, darling."

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♡ X (X-rays) ⇸ What's going on in those pants?

Yejun is pretty small overall, he's smaller than the average. Not really veiny or pink either

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♡ Y (Yearning) ⇸ How high is their sex drive?

What's weird with him is he's not horny a lot compared to how many times he has sex. For him it's also a good hobby, a way to spend time together and getting closer by discovering eachother.

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♡ Z (Zzzz) ⇸ Do they fall asleep afterwards? How quickly?

In the beginning i said he likes to stay in bed after sex, it depends on the time of the day. If it's late he will probably fall asleep quickly after but if it's in the middle of the day he will either take a nap with you or stay in bed a little to cuddle before continuing the day.

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[marzmeltdown]

Familiar Taste of Poison - pt 4

⌦ Pairing: Wonwoo x Fem!Reader ⌦ Genre(s): series,, angst,, fluff ⌦ chapter specific genre: angst ⌦ Warning(s): !!TW: LIGHT MENTIONS OF Drug Use, Alcohol Abuse, implied depression!!, reader kinda uses Wonwoo, some mention of being sick, clubbing, swearing, mentions of roofies but nothing graphic happens (there are no rape elements in any part of this chapter. If you skip that part, you won't miss anything too important I promise and understand if you do.), one mention of gagging at the smell of food but the m/c is hung over so. ⌦ Word count: 2.26k ⌦ Summary: You and Wonwoo have been friends since childhood, though you're both a little estranged from one another, the only contact being when you call Wonwoo for help. ⌦ A/N: Wonwoo's part is kind of filler tbh,, If there's anything you feel I should improve on in the future, don't hesitate to let me know! You can find progress updates on this story and everything else I write in my pinned post every Wednesday.:) ⌦ I have attached a link to a website with help hotlines around the world, this series has heavy themes of mental health and substance abuse. This link will be added to every chapter. ⌦ International Mental Health hotlines

⌦ Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6

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⌦ (Reader's pov) Months went by before you felt well enough to go out with your friends again, and Wonwoo's words kept echoing in your mind whenever you would get a text from them inviting you out. Tonight, you decided that wallowing in your own self-pity wasn't going to make anything better; there was only one thing that would make everything go back to the way it was previously, and you weren't ready to face the music just yet.

"Can I borrow this dress?" Your friend Chelsea asked, holding up a black sequin dress that sparkled when the light hit it. Your parents would always say something along the lines of it hardly being a dress every time you wore it to a family function. Not that you went to those much anymore.

You looked up from your spot on the floor, moving the mascara wand from your face so you didn't mess up your makeup. You had a bathroom with nice lighting, but nothing is better than sitting on the floor in your bedroom in front of a floor-length mirror. Your makeup always looks better when you do it that way.

"I was gonna wear that, but I guess you can wear it," you said before turning your attention back to the mirror and finishing your makeup.

"Thank you! I promise I'll give it back!" she exclaimed as she bounced off into your bathroom with the dress. You rolled your eyes slightly, letting out a sigh, because you knew you would never see that dress again. Spritzing your face with setting spray, you then began to do your hair, curling the strands into loose waves.

You looked at yourself in the mirror once you found a new dress. It wasn't nearly as flattering as the black sequin one you loaned to your friend, but you still looked damn good in it. You wondered if any of your friends were picking up on your less than enthusiastic demeanor; after all, you were frowning in the mirror.

Yejun stepped behind you, placing her hands on your shoulders as she looked at you through the mirror.

"You okay?" She asked. She was the only friend you had in this group of girls that you actually considered a good friend. Even though she would abandon you along with the other girls when you went a little too hard, she would always call you the day after and make sure you made it home safely.

"Not really, but I can't stay upset forever." You shrugged, the lump in your throat that hadn't gone away since Wonwoo cut you out of his life making a return. You reached up to squeeze one of her hands reassuringly, saying, "And besides, is it ever a party without me?" You joked lightly.

The Uber ride to the club was quiet; it was a thick feeling, and you could tell your friends were talking about you in another group chat. You knew good and well about this group chat, but how could you confront them without any evidence? Yejun would probably deny having told you anyway; as good of a person as she was, she was still a snake at times.

The club was loud, with music pumping from every corner, girls drunkenly singing along to some club remix of a Rihanna song, and the smell of sweat filling your senses. You made a beeline to the bar, ordering a few drinks to soothe the lump that hadn't left your throat since it returned.

It didn't take long until you were joining your friends on the dance floor, drink in hand, as you moved with no rhythm to a song you didn't know. You felt a figure press itself against your back, grinding up into you, causing you to jump just a bit.

Looking behind you, you saw a man who looked pretty good based on what the strobe lights would illuminate. His grip on his hand loosened when your head snapped back at him, and only when you turned to face him to continue dancing did his hands grip against your waist again.

Feeling the music, you wrapped your arms around his neck, effectively grinding up against each other so much that you were afraid your dress would ride up. It was a while before you took a drink from the clear cup of fruity liquid that was in your hand. The thirty minutes after you'd taken the last few sips of your drink seemed to be fine, until the feeling of being uneasy hit you like a ton of bricks.

The fear of throwing up on this poor man was more important than your head spinning and your vision blurring as you stumbled to the bathroom. You could hear footsteps behind you, but you couldn't tell whose footsteps they were until that same hand gripped your wrist with the same force it had used to hold onto your waist.

"Where are you going, princess? The fun's just starting," he whispered in your ear. He pulled you close to his body as yours began to go limp. You were too weak and too out of it to fight back; you were sure tonight would end in a way you hadn't planned for.

"Get away from her, you pig!" You heard someone say it, followed by the sounds of something being sprayed and the man screaming. The music was too loud for anyone to have noticed, and the only thing you could be certain of was that the cold feeling of the marble floor you'd slumped onto felt nice against your sweaty skin.

Just as you began to find comfort in the cold temperature of the marble floor beneath you and the darkness that began clouding the edges of your vision, you were hoisted up once more. With the little bit of strength you had left, you looked up to see Yejun carrying you to what you had assumed was the bathroom.

She was saying something to you, but your senses were too far gone for you to know what she was saying. By the time you two had made it to the bathroom, you were hardly holding yourself up, and your eyes felt like a thousand weighted blankets. You could feel yourself being propped against the wall and hear the sound of the sink starting. You tried your best to keep yourself aware of your surroundings—anything to prolong the darkness that threatened to envelope you at any second.

You could feel water on your face and a cup being pressed to your lips. You had the foresight to reject the liquid until it hit your tongue, and you could tell it was water.

⌦(Readers pov) You weren't sure how you got home that night, but you were thankful when you woke up in your own bed and not in some random alleyway. You looked around, expecting to still see the mess from the night before, but instead you were met with a clean room, closed curtains, a glass of water, and two painkillers on your nightstand.

There was a knock on your bedroom door as you sat up, taking the glass from the bedside table along with the medicine. You half expected to see your best friend on the other side of the door when it opened, but what you saw shocked you. Yejun was outside the door.

"You're up." She smiled softly, walking into your room with a bowl of what looked like ramen. The smell made your stomach turn, and you had to stop yourself from gagging before you were able to take the medicine.

"Yea, how…how long was I out?" You asked; your phone was on the nightstand, but it hadn't been put on the charger when you were put to bed. Yejun sat the bowl of food on your dresser as she made her way to the edge of your bed, sitting across from you.

"Awhile, it's almost 4," she said. It was silent in the room for a moment; you weren't sure what to say. "Do you remember what happened last night?"

"Not really, why?" You asked, furrowing your brows.

"Someone drugged you, but I got to you before anything happened. I tried to get ahold of your friend, the one that always takes you home after parties, but I couldn't get ahold of him." She said she was playing with the cracking nail polish on her fingers.

You looked down at the cup of water in your hands, a small smile creeping its way to your face. It was not a smile of happiness; quite the opposite, actually; it was one of disbelief.

"I'm not surprised; he said he didn't want to be around me anymore if I continued to…" you trailed off, trying to find the right word.

"Use him?" Yejun said.

"Yeah, essentially," you said. Your finger traced the rim of the glass as you thought. "I think I should get some help,"

"Are you sure?"

"Yea, I was drugged last night, and I always get way too fucked up for you guys to have fun; I'm bound to get severely hurt one day," you said.

"That's really brave of you; I'll support your decision no matter what." Yejun said, resting her hand on your shin.

"That means I need to cut the girls out of my life," you said, and Yejun retracted her hand. You looked up at her, reaching over to grab her hand. "Not you; if it weren't for you finding me, I don't know what would have happened."

⌦(Wonwoo's pov) Wonwoo couldn't stop himself from looking at the ten missed calls he had from you from the night before; not being there to save you was taking a toll on him. He was worried something had happened, and he almost called you back until his phone displayed Hannah's face on his screen. Wonwoo and Hannah were going pretty steady, having been together for about 3 months at this point.

Wonwoo let out a sigh to expel any of the bad feelings he had been feeling before he answered the phone. He smiled as soon as Hannah's face popped up on his screen.

"Hey, Honey Bee- whats wrong?" Hannah said, noticing how his smile looked forced and his shoulders were more slouched than normal.

"Nothing, nothing; I'm just tired," he said, moving his free hand around as if to swat away any of the worry Hannah had.

"Are you sure? You look upset," she said, chewing on her bottom lip.

"Yeah, I'll be okay," he replied, leaning back against the couch as he spoke.

"It's about that girl, isn't it?" She asked. Despite feeling some way about you, she didn't like seeing her boyfriend upset. Wonwoo only nodded, averting his gaze from the phone screen.

"Yeah… I have 10 missed calls from her," he said, chewing on the inside of his cheek. It was silent for a moment, which only made Wonwoo feel worse about bringing up another girl to his girlfriend.

"Do you think she's okay?" She asked. Though her questions were sincere, her voice gave away her irritation. It was clear that Hannah would never be comfortable with the relationship you two once shared, and understandably so.

"I hope so,"

"Do you want to meet up for dinner? I think we have some things to talk about," she said. Now it was her turn to look away from the camera.

"Why don't you just come here? I can make you dinner," Wonwoo suggested.

"Sounds good; I'll be there soon," she said before she hung up.

It didn't take long for Hannah to show up at Wonwoo's doorstep; the air between them was thick, and Wonwoo wasn't exactly sure why. He had a feeling that whatever Hannah needed to speak about, it was going to be bad, or else she wouldn't have asked to speak in person.

Wonwoo made a simple dinner: sundubu jjigae with kimchi. The two sat in silence as they both ate at the dinner table. Each time Hannah would pause her movements, Wonwoo would look up from his food as if to ask her if she was okay.

"Wanna talk about it?" Wonwoo finally asked, setting his spoon down next to his bowl and looking up at his girlfriend.

"I was gonna wait till we finished eating…" Hannah trailed off, following Wonwoo's motions as she placed her spoon down and looked up at him. "I've been thinking a lot about us; you're a great guy, Wonwoo, truly. Any girl would be lucky to have you, but…"

"But?" Wonwoo's heart didn't drop like he had expected it to; if he were being honest, it felt as though his relationship with Hannah was close to an end. He didn't expect this relationship to last.

"But I can't help but feel hurt when I notice that you're always checked out whenever we're together. You're always worrying about someone, and that someone isn't me. I don't want you to feel like I'm upset with you or hate you, but it's pretty obvious that we're lying to ourselves if we think this relationship is going to last," Hannah continued.

"I understand; I haven't been the best boyfriend. You deserve so much better, Hannah," Wonwoo said.

"You're not upset?"

"Well, I'm not exactly happy, but I can't change your mind, and you deserve someone better," Wonwoo said, looking at the wall behind Hannah.

The two finished their meal in silence before Hannah left. Wonwoo sighed as he washed the dishes. He had some crappy luck with relationships, it seemed.

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my characters + the features i love the most - glasses.

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[ppumeonae-bigvibe]

꒰ may scheduler below ꒱

will be moved to my notice board end april !

subject to changes

for you i'll wait -> 1/5/24 - svt j. wonwoo ↬ in that moment, it was as if time had stopped. realization hit him like a ton of bricks and he feels his entire self awaken. he immediately puts down the drink in his hand, body reacting faster than his mind did. wonwoo stands up from his seat, eyes scanning the semi-crowded café for you. alley-oop -> 11/5/24 - c. san ↬ pausing in your tracks, you waved goodbye to san with a cheery smile on your face, "don't forget our session tomorrow okay?" he brightens at your reminder (if he might add, a little giddy when you said 'our'), "okay...!" you spun around and jogged to wooyoung's side and san wishes that it was him. sleepy -> 21/5/24 - en-sanctuary (mini on-and-off project) ↬ how would our beloved hybrids react to yejun being sleepy?

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[frozcnhearts]

Yejun could truly only feel pity for this woman, who called herself his brother's wife, his sister-in-law. For nobody knew his brother as well as he did. Nobody but those who had name and rank in the world of high-society, including his parents and him, knew the true coldness that hid behind such warm expression now. The blonde watches as the couple set down he cups, put such false happiness on display for him to see - it made him want to puke.

Especially his brother should know better. He should KNOW, to not involve such a person just as Ella into their family. So what was it, that was going on in his older brother's head? Azure eyes narrowed slightly, but not enough for anyone to visibly notice. 

“I brought tea for you, since you never liked chocolate.”, he could hear Sehun's voice, causing Yejun to raise his gaze his brother. 

“Well, can you blame me? It truly has a biting after-taste.”, he replied, accepting the cup of black tea. The scent alone reminded him of days that had passed long ago, the grimace Miran couldn't hide as child whenever she smelled this kind of tea, nor the piercing gaze of Sehun that usually held only little to no emotion. Just like their father's - one could clearly see back then, that the oldest sibling was indeed his son. It was so alien to him, to see him differently - there just had to be something the older one was hiding.

“So, you two are married, huh?”, he continued the topic they had earlier, before Sehun had vanished to receive the cups of liquid, “It's unfortunate that I didn't know, else I would have come for sure.” - to put an end to this whole sorry situation.

To be fair, all that she'd heard about Yejun had been the little that had been shared by Sehun, and it wasn't that often that he would speak about his family - other than perhaps Miran and Strelitzia. And it wasn't as though Ella was going to push for him to talk about such either - her own family was a disaster that she quite enjoyed staying away from. After everything to have happened with R.F.A and Mint Eye, it'd only helped the girl to come to realise that she needed to stand up for herself and her brother more, and now that she was with child, she couldn't even imagine being so cruel towards her own flesh and blood.

She hadn't even had the chance to say much to Sehun yet either. If she was honest, she was a little afraid of how he may take the news - and though she didn't wish to think on anything negative when it came to a new life, she couldn't help but worry if they could end up like Yejun or Ethan. Both she and Sehun had members of their immediate family who were weak in health - not that such was something bad, she wouldn't change Ethan for the world, but it was still a concern that would float around her mind from time to time. What would their child be like? Who would they take after? Could she even be a good mother, when her own was such a disaster?

"I hadn't realised that they knew you were in Europe that entire time. To speak as though your child is dead - I can't imagine how that must have hurt when you came to learn -", she blinked, freezing as Yejun got closer to her, the blonde staring into his bright eyes with open confusion as she found her head being tilted towards his, annoyance soon taking flight deep within the depths of her stomach. If he didn't mean to much to Sehun, she'd have slapped him rather harshly by now, instead she gripped tighter onto the blanket around her knees, eyes narrowing slightly as Yejun spoke.

"...and I don't believe that you know your brother half as well as you'd like to think you do". Whereas before she'd been nothing but warm and welcoming, her voice now carried nothing but ice, a glare shot in the elders direction as he sat back down, only for her expression to soften as she reached up to help Sehun with the drinks, "If you needed help, you should have called on one of us", she laughed lightly, setting the cups down carefully as she flashed her husband a warm smile. Things may have started off rather complex between herself and Sehun, but after all that they'd went through together, she trusted him with her life, with Ethan's life...and with their unborn child too. Oh, she was aware that Sehun could come across as rather...odd to most people, but that was just a part of his charm. Did this man truly think she'd have married Sehun blindly? How little he must think of her as well as his own brother. In her eyes, Yejun was quickly becoming the one with the many masks. Why did humans have to be so complicated?

@frozcnhearts

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@frozcnhearts asked:

❛ we can order pizza, watch a movie, whatever you want. ❜ { aand again - Sehun to Strelitzia c: }

Random Asks - Always Welcomed ~

"Pizza! And a movie! And maybe one of those card games...oh! And I have a lot of drawings to show you too! Uncle Garth's been teaching me a few new skills!". Laughing happily, she sprinted out from the living room in order to gather the bag that she'd taken with her, having been granted permission to stay with Sehun for a few nights - and the little girl doing very little to hide her excitement either.

Half tripping over her own feet, she stumbled back into the room, starting to empty the contents of her bag onto the coffee table, "Look! These are a few pictures of Anna's cat! She's blind, but she can see through her cat...isn't that amazing? Much more useful than my ability for sure", she nodded to herself, pulling out another small bundle, handing them to Sehun to look over, eyes sparking in anticipation, "And I drew you and Miran and Yejun and Chuuya!"

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“Meet me in the forest.” 

That was the writing that was on the scrap paper in the lab. He usually didn’t prod into other’s lives but Amadeus was intigrued. Remi doesn’t seem like the type to like forrests- at least to the extent Amadeus does. Maybe he has someone to talk to. Could it be another? Amadeus shook his head. 

“Remi would have told me.” He muttered to himself. Amadeus didn’t want to be one of those fiances. He sat near a tree and nearly dozed off. When he woke up he saw the figure above him. 

“Is that you Remi?” He muttered. 

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open  to  :  anyone  23+.  any  connection  (specify). muse  :  yejun choi.  25.  tw!tch  streamer  +  dog  daycare  owner.  bisexual.  he/him.

          “     because  i  love  you  ,  okay     !     ”     chest  rises  and  falls  quickly  with  the  confession  ,  wound  up  from  holding  it  all  in  for  so  long.     “     but  i’ll  go.  if  you  really  want  me  to  ,  i’ll  go.     ”     he’s  reaching  for  his  jacket  already  ,  fighting  against  his  own  will  on  if  he  should  wait  for  a  reaction  from  them.