#jeon jiwoo fanfiction

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day 4: blindfolds

kard 1.1k words gender neutral reader insert Reader x Jeon Jiwoo NSFW

🖤 warnings: vague dom/sub dynamics, biting/marking, absolutely no kink negotiation at all but it's cool 🖤

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She's a menace.

Some things never change, and Jiwoo's ability to throw you for a loop is one of those.

You inhale shakily as her long nails brush over the small of your back, a gentle touch. She might be standing behind you now. You really can't tell. You lost track of her ages ago.

"Still okay?"

Her deep voice is calm as ever, and you nod.

You'd come home from work late. Home to your apartment, but it's not rare to find her there without you, using her girlfriend privileges to their fullest. And tonight, that's exactly what she'd done.

You came home, and there she was, sitting on your couch. Still in her clothes from the day, baggy designer pants and a men's shirt that hangs so big, it looks like she stole it from someone twice her size (you have an idea of whom). Her face is bright and clear, makeup-free for once, and she's smiling.

"I got you something."

Admittedly, you'd stopped paying close attention to the goings-on when she kissed you, when she threaded those long nails into your hair, raked over your scalp.

Your clothes vanished, at some point. That's fine, though. You never mind putting on a show for her.

She teased you, loving gentle touches that only stoked your excitement. She complimented you until you were practically burning up with self-consciousness.

And then, somehow, you ended up like this.

"Traffic lights," she reminded you.

Her smile was small but victorious as she moved closer, and then...

Silky and lightweight, dark fabric.

The blindfold is luxurious, and comfortably snug without being too tight, but damn is it effective. It's big enough that you can't even see the hints of light coming in around the edges, can't really make out the folds of fabric right in front of your eyes.

You appreciated the reminder that you could safeword at any time (whoever transformed the traffic light colors into a baseline safeword system for forgetful and distractable people like you is a hero who you will never repay).

You also know that you have no intention of doing that.

"You should use your words."

"I'm okay," you say.

It's more of a croak, since you've been quiet for an inestimable amount of time.

Without your eyes, you're relying on your ears to track your girlfriend. She had slippers on for a while, the gentle shuffling of them against the floor serving as a great aid until she realized what you were doing and took them off.

You have to track her, because she's always on the move.

One side to the other, around you. A touch here, a kiss there. The tickle of her hair against the soft skin of your stomach as she leaned down and-

"How - how long?" you ask.

"How long what?"

She sounds way too amused.

You pout. "How much longer?"

Not that you want the game to stop, but you're sure that you're painting quite the picture right now.

Nude, in the center of the room, standing obediently. Feet shoulder-width apart. Hands clasped behind your back. The way that you should stand, if asked.

You're not supposed to touch her. You're definitely not allowed to see her. And of course, the anticipation is the point.

But you want her.

"How long do you think?" she asks.

You know what the right answer would be, if you wanted things to continue down this road. Get more extreme, really step into some roles. But you're tired, tonight. This is enough, as it is.

"Not too long."

Even to your own ears, your voice is small.

Jiwoo is a menace, but she's a menace who loves you.

She doesn't tease you anymore. She also doesn't make you do it by yourself, the way she might on another day, just to see your struggle without the use of one of your senses. No, tonight, she folds her hand into yours, and gently tugs until you take a step.

Two, three, four steps, and then her soft hands, the gentle press of her nails into your skin, as she guides you to sit. Your mattress creaks under you, a familiar and welcome kind of sound.

She has you lay down, too, on your back among your own pillows and bedcovers. It's gentle, and fond, and you can feel her oversized shirt and the ends of her hair as she leans down over you.

And then she bites you. On the shoulder.

Not hard. Not to hurt, of course. Not even to bruise. Just to switch it up. Just to hear the way that you gasp, like she knew you would, and to jolt back from the sudden warmth of her mouth, the dig of her teeth into the curve of your shoulder.

"Ow!" you protest, anyway.

"Oh, that didn't hurt," she says.

She's already licking a trail from the tingling spot where she'd taken a bite to the much more ticklish dip of your throat. 

"Can I touch?" you ask.

You're a little desperate to get your hands on her, after all this time. Sure, being horizontal is a welcome reprieve from the tightness in your muscles from standing prettily for her, but still. She's the one having all the fun.

"If you can find me," she teases.

Her mouth disappears from your throat, the warmth of her gone from your side.

"Unfair."

"Nobody ever said I was fair," she replies.

Ugh. Her voice is across the room, now. You should've kept your mouth shut. She's a menace, after all.

You listen carefully, for a moment. There's a squeak of a door, rustling fabric, and a soft kind of clatter, like wood or plastic hitting together.

"Wrinkled already," she mutters.

She's hanging up your work clothes.

"Right now?!" you ask, desperation making you snap at her more than you usually would in this position.

"They're wrinkled already," she repeats, like that settles it.

"But what about-"

"I might even have to iron this."

She wouldn't dare.

Except she absolutely would. Having you wait here like this while she does chores or some shit. Blindfolded, knowing that if you give up on her game, she won't give you anything at all. Knowing that if you hold out, she'll fuck you up in the best way, like she does every time.

And the thing is, you're so fucking turned on.

You have been this whole time, only getting worse the longer she lets the anticipation grow. You know she can see it, exactly how badly you want her.

You're so wrapped up in the possibility that she's going to walk out and make the game extend indefinitely that you don't even notice she's approached you again until she touches you.

One hand tweaks your nipple, and her teeth sink into your other shoulder. Like she's just trying to make them match.

"How long do you think you can last?"

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a girl who wants to have fun - yoon jiwoo and jeon pildo

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・❥・ requested by @sumir-e

AN: Not officially gonna write for Jiwoo and Pildo, only trying my hand at this

Word Count: 696

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How could they overlook at this

How could they have not seen this coming

Who do you work for - a new recruit in Dongcheon? one of Gangjae's? the possibilities of you being a new one and meddling in their spiraling chaos may be low, but never zero.

Pildo and Jiwoo returned back to the Narcotics office after it was reported that two detectives of Inchang Metropolitan were found dead in their homes, no further information yet on their case, but they believe that it was you who were behind their deaths.

But at the same time, it was kind of impossible. How could you be in two places at once?

Detective Jo died at 3:00pm, his body was found at the doorway of his apartment and then Detective Kim was also found dead at exactly 3:00pm inside of his bathroom.

It's funny because, you were cunning, tactful and careful. If Pildo were to level you between Gangjae and Mujin, he'd say you're in the middle. It was as if you were a product of each of them.

Pildo sighed and opened a brown envelope, taking out pictures of you and pasting them at the very bottom of the white board before taking a red marker, encircling your photo and writing the words new lead on to the free space.

He leaned back and sat down on the edge of the long table, eyes carefully scanning how this Mujin, Gangjae, Y/N case kept going for months. Though Gangjae is already pronounced dead in the scene of the crime, the Narcotics department are always on their toes if ever a new case would errupt, especially if it involved Mujin or Dongcheon as a whole.

All the while Pildo was looking at the white board filled with pictures, red marks and strings, he heard the door open. He didn't needed to turn his head around and find out who it was.

"Have you...have you seen her before?" Pildo asks, a sound of hesitation lacing his voice. Of course, asking Jiwoo about her connection and affliation with Dongcheon is a sensitive topic, but they were desperate more than ever.

In the silence, Jiwoo shook her head. Standing beside Pildo, she too stared at the spiraling cases. "I have theories." She said.

"Do enlighten me"

"One, she could be privately trained and mentored by Mujin. If ever Mujin falls, she could rise up and take over Dongcheon. Or, she's one of Gangjae's allies and works for Mango too." Jiwoo spoke in a calm tone. "It's kind of suspicious because they are still operating. But the person behind the operation of the drugs and money? Unnamed."

As out of this world as it sounds, Jiwoo could be right. Either options sounds fitting in your case. More importantly, the other police and investigators at the same said department have branded you as their "new source of headache".

At that time, Pildo's phone began to ring inside the pocket of his flannel shirt. Taking it out, it was investigator Daesoo, the investigator who badly wants to hit criminals in their office.

"Pildo! Detective Hwang is also found dead in his home! Neighbors complained for the past thirty minutes about a foul odor coming from his apartment, turns out, he was laying on their dining table, already dead! I cant mention anymore details, but I want you to take a look." Daesoo spoke, lowering his voice in his last sentence. With that, the call ended.

"What's going on?" Jiwoo asked, standing closer next to Pildo, tilting her neck slightly to take a peak at his phone.

The next thing they knew, they were surprised at the photos being sent. Pildo thought to himself, if the neighbors were complaining about the stench in the detective's home for thirty minutes, then it meant that he died at exactly 3:00pm today as well. It becomes more confusing because, just how could you be in three places at once now?

It was Detective Hwang, dead and laying down on top of the dining table with his blood running all over. And on the white walls, the words Missed Me? were written with the detective's blood.

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Happy Birthday (ft. LOONA's Heejin & Chuu) [Futa!]

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Birthday post for Chuu & Heej since they're 1 day apart

WARNING: Futanari EVERYWHERE

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"What colour are we?"

"Gr—Green, unnie!"

"Good."

The tip of Jiwoo's cock teases the entrance of Heejin's ass. Heejin whimpers at Jiwoo's touch, her hand on the underside of one of Heejin's thighs, the other on her huge shaft, guiding it inch by inch into Heejin's asshole. Heejin's cock twitches when Jiwoo bottoms out, a low growl emitting from within her chest.

"God, this never gets old." Jiwoo smiles, beginning to pull herself out of the tight grip of Heejin's ass. Even with all the preparation and lubrication, Heejin still is so sinfully tight. A snap of Jiwoo's hips sends her full length back into Heejin, and Heejin has to choke back a loud groan as Jiwoo's huge cock hits her square in the prostate.

"Go on, Heejinnie. Moan for unnie. You know you want to." A withdrawal.

Another snap.

"Ugh~!" Heejin's broken moan is loud. She dimly wonders if anyone outside can hear Jiwoo having sex with her. After all, it's not like they're in the dorm, or in a hotel room, or somewhere particularly private.

Today, Jiwoo ambushes Heejin in the company vocal practice room. It doesn't take long for them to delve into innocent kisses from normal conversation, then for the innocent kisses to turn heated, and soon enough, clothes are being torn off bodies. Right now, Jiwoo is naked, her hair untied. Heejin has a hoodie on, but her hair is in a ponytail. The hoodie is all she wears—she is just as exposed as her Jiwoo-unnie is. Heejin stares nervously at the glass door to her vocal practice room, her cock twitching at the thought of being discovered.

"Oh, Heejinnie. Look at you, twitching and dripping at the thought of being seen. What a naughty girl you are, mm?"

Jiwoo forces her legs open, beginning to speed up her thrusts. Her hips clap against Heejin's ass, sending ripples along her skin when she bottoms out in her asshole. Every thrust sends Heejin's tiny cock bouncing, ripping moans out of her throat when Jiwoo's cock stretches her that good, hitting her prostate with every stroke.

"Hehe, you're so cute, Heejin. Look at your tiny cock, that pathetic thing flopping about as you take your unnie up your ass. I can't believe people think you're part of the dom line. How can you be a dom when you've got such a pathetic tiny dick?"

Heejin's precum spills all over her tummy at her Jiwoo-unnie's words. Jiwoo-unnie is huge—her cock stands straight and proud, large veins running all over it. Heejin sometimes compares it to be similar to the size to a canned drink. However, as compared to her unnie, or to the other members, Heejin has the smallest dick. She barely fits in her own palm, whereas she knows Jiwoo, Sooyoung, and Hyunjin all need more than that from her. While she is secure in her own length, the degrading of her size compared to her unnies will always get to her in the best way possible.

"God, your ass is so fucking tight, shit…" Jiwoo reaches up to her own breast, roughly grabbing it and pinching her own nipples. "Touch yourself, Heejinnie. Jerk that tiny cock for unnie."

Heejin whimpers, reaching to pump herself at the speed Jiwoo pumps her with. Jiwoo laughs when Heejin's tip barely reaches past her own hand, unfiltered whimpers and groans mixing with the sounds of sex.

"Oh my God, Heejin. How does it feel knowing you'll never get to fuck any of us like we fuck you? Look at you—small, tiny, useless. Even Yeojin gives better dick than you, because unlike you, she actually can."

Heejin whimpers at the comparison to their maknae. Jiwoo's dirty talk and degradation never fails to rile her up.

Jiwoo's dirty talk is broken up with heavy pants and the wet claps of her sweaty hips meeting Heejin's sweaty asscheeks. Heejin watches as a droplet of sweat runs down Chuu's neck, down to her collarbones, then between her breasts. It carries on over her flexing abs, then dripping off to somewhere she can't see. Heejin regularly checks the empty corridor, worried about being caught.

"Keep your fucking eyes on me, bitch." Jiwoo grabs Heejin's chin, gripping her to meet in intense eye contact. "Colour?"

"Green, unnie!"

"Good. Keep your fucking eyes on me. I don't care even if the CEO's watching. I'm going to fuck the cum out of you, Heejin, and I'm going to make sure I fuck your ass full of mine too. Is that clear?"

"Oh, FUCK!"

Heejin explodes once she processes her unnie's words. Jiwoo's relentless strikes on her prostate and her own jerking of her own cock is more than enough to get her close, but once Jiwoo promises to fuck the cum out of her, she gets roundhouse-kicked off the edge of the cliff into her orgasm.

Heejin cries wantonly in pleasure, her semen firing up all over her breasts, her chin, across her own flexing abs. Not a single spot of her torso is spotless—she covers herself in her own semen. White, sticky, thick cum paints her large chest, strings of it connected over her abs back to her twitching shaft. Jiwoo's eyes burn with lust, watching Heejin orgasm turns on something even more primal in her.

Abruptly, Jiwoo pulls out harshly. She pulls Heejin to stand, ripping her sweat-soaked hoodie off her. She pushes Heejin roughly onto the table, front side down, spreading the cum on Heejin all over the surface of the table. With one deep thrust, Jiwoo hits the hilt of her shaft in Heejin's gaped asshole, fucking deeply into her.

"Colour?"

"Green! Green! Yes, fuck me, please, please fuck me more, fuck me full, unnie!"

"That's what I like to hear, Heejin. I won't be done with you until I make sure you empty your balls all over this floor, and I empty my cum into and onto my favourite cumdump."

Heejin's wanton moans and Jiwoo's deep grunts, mixed with the relentless claps of sex are the only sounds audible in the room. Heejin is sure that the sex she has with her Jiwoo-unnie is audible even in the hallway, maybe even at the two ends of the hallway, or the lobby. Heejin's body rocks with each thrust, her breasts jiggling with every clap of Jiwoo's hips against her ass. Her head is roughly pulled back, a hand wrapped around the base of her ponytail. Heejin lets her jaw hang loose, drool beginning to leak down her chin as she groans repeatedly, feeling her second orgasm slowly approaching. She gasps when Jiwoo grips her cock hard, jerking her hard as she strikes her prostate again and again, just as relentlessly as the first time.

"Spill."

Heejin screams, her ass tightening and her hips bucking wildly. Another deluge of thick, creamy semen shoots out of her, all over her own feet, the floor, on Jiwoo's hand. Heejin barely manages to count about 8 shots of semen, similar to her first orgasm. It splatters on the wall, the floor, her feet. Heejin makes a mess of her vocal practice room.

Behind her, Jiwoo contributes to the mess. Heejin's ass tightening painfully around her shaft is all she needs to finally let go. Jiwoo groans as she lets the first two thick spurts of cum fire deep into Heejin, painting her insides white. In between the first two and the next shot, she pulls out, using Heejin's cum as extra lubricant to stroke her own shaft. The next four shots of semen fire all over Heejin's ass and back, making a mess of her body and the desk beneath her. Jiwoo's final two shots fire weakly on Heejin's calves as her knees buckle, barely holding on to the table for support. Jiwoo nearly topples over, catching herself over the back wall as she gazes upon the mess of cum, sweat, and other fluids within the room.

A loud splatter of something hitting the glass startles both girls. They stare out of the room only to see Hyeju, their second youngest, mid-orgasm. Hyeju's hand is wrapped around her own thick shaft, her cum splashing down the glass of the door as leans on the door, her arm on the glass for support. Her hot breath fogs up the glass, her hand furiously jerking her cock to finish off her own peak.

When all three girls meet eyes, Hyeju shyly steps into the room, her cock still standing proud after her orgasm. Similarly, both Jiwoo's and Heejin's cocks stand hard. Hyeju's display is more than enough to arouse the both of them.

"Let's go home, unnies. I want in on your birthday sex."

[accioprozac]

girl u hv to write a jeon pildo and jiwoo fanfic .i love them so much they both deserved so much better

ask and you shall receive

Snowy Skies and Late Nights

Jeon Pil-do x Yoon Ji-woo

A/N: this is probably out of character tbh because i haven’t watched the show in so long and my mind is just filled with Eternals now

The comfortable silence hung in the air like a thick blanket on a winter night. Warm, pleasant. Ji-woo silently pondered the man sitting next to her. The first time they met, Pil-do had treated her as a bothersome bug flying around his head. He had been harsh, but looking back, his frustration was understandable.

It had taken… a while, for him to warm up to her, and her to him. They had both been wary of each other, unwilling to let a new person infiltrate their bubble. He had disliked her, he thought her rash and cocky. To him, she took too many unnecessary risks.

Her stomach felt warm when she recalled the time he called her “his partner” for the first time. She hated it. She had a job to do, a mission, and she wasn’t going to let some by the book cop jeopardize it, no matter how handsome, or kind, or thoughtful he was. She didn’t care about him, she hated his stupid perfect hair and his caring, gentle compassion, especially when it was directed at her. Ji-woo had never had friends, the bully girls at her school had made sure of that. At the gym, all the men either wanted to hurt her, humiliate her, or fuck her. The closest she had to a friend was Mu-jin, and he was more of a mentor figure.

She was pulled out of thought when Pil-do turned to her, a curious expression on his face, “What are you thinking about?” He questioned.

“How do you know I’m thinking about anything? I could just be admiring the snow,” Ji-woo pointed out.

“When you think deeply, you get this specific look in your face, I don’t know how to explain it,” Pil-do paused, “Your brow furrows slightly and you purse your lips.”

She frowned, was she that easy to read?

Pil-do laughed and she realized she had asked her question out loud. “No, the opposite. When we first met, for the longest time I could never tell if you were happy or wanted to punch me, but when you work with someone for a while you pick up on their mannerisms. For example, when you’re trying to figure something out, you bite the inside of your cheek and brush this strand of hair behind your ear.” As he said this, he reached out and gently tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

She blushed before looking down, her hair falling back around her face like a curtain. She realized they had somehow migrated towards each other while they were talking, now only a few inches away from one another.

He winced, “I’m sorry, was that too direct?”

She looked back up at him, preparing to brush him off, when she stopped and looking at him. His dark eyes were soft, a softness she had never known. Her lips parted slightly, and his eyes flickered towards them. He swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing. They both moved towards each other slowly, waiting for the other to back away.

Once their lips were barely an inch apart, Pil-do hesitated, and started to pull back. Ji-woo, without thinking about it, swiftly leaned forward and closed the gap, kissing him.

He gasped slightly in her mouth before recovering and returning the kiss with enthusiasm. His arms came around her and she cupped his cheek in her hand. Gangs, murder, drugs, they were all the farthest from her mind they’ve been in a long time. All she could focus on was him, the feeling of his soft lips on hers, the slight, steady, pressure of his arms around her, the fresh, clean smell of his cologne.

She had things to do, people to kill, but smiling against his lips, she decided it could wait. At least for a little while.

ahh i hope y’all liked it!!! this was kinda messy and rushed because it’s the middle of the night and i have a chem test tomorrow!

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: My Name (TV 2021) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Jeon Pildo/Yoon Jiwoo | Oh Hyejin, Choi Mujin/Jung Taeju, Yoon Donghoon/Choi Mujin/Jung Taeju Characters: Yoon Jiwoo | Oh Hyejin, Choi Mujin, Jung Taeju, Jeon Pildo, Yoon Donghoon, Do Gangjae, Cha Giho Additional Tags: Jiwoo grows up with Dongcheon, Soulmate AU, Yoon Donghoon and Choi Mujin and Jung Taeju are soulmates, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Mujin doesn't kill Donghoon, Jiwoo is raised by Mujin and Taeju, Parental Choi Mujin, Parental Jung Taeju, Choi Mujin and Jung Taeju want whats best for Jiwoo, Jiwoo wants revenge, Jeon Pildo lives, Jung Taeju lives, Choi Mujin lives, fuck canon ending, no beta we die like men Summary:

they say revenge is best served cold, Jiwoo doesn't care, she just wants the bastard dead.

In which Yoon Donghoon is more Dongcheon than he ever was a narc and Jiwoo is raised by his soulmates after he is murdered.

Part of Chapter 1:

Kim Jeonghui joined Dongcheon when he was young, never expecting to find his soulmates. He quickly grows close to Choi Mujin and Jung Taeju. The three teenagers became nearly inseparable, one never seen without the other two. For years it was the three of them against the world.

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Yoon Jiwoo grows up as Dongcheon’s beloved daughter.

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She’ll always blame herself for it, always believe it was her fault. She forgot her dad didn’t have a key to the new lock she had placed on the door when everyone found out about her dad being a gangster and the police started tailing her everywhere.

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Jiwoo decides it's time for her to officially join Dongcheon. Her fathers are delighted by her decision and slowly Jiwoo begins to learn about the gang.

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Before she’s allowed to move onto a different side of Dongcheon, her father tests her. By the end of her stay with Suyeon, Jiwoo has created, registered, financed and marketed her own fully legal weapons manufacturing company targeted towards women.

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By the end of her stay with Taeju, Jiwoo puts everything she’s learned so far into good use and opens her own gym. It is different from Taeju’s in that it's only for the women she recruits. It was far too dangerous in Taeju’s gym to bring in any women. That they had learned the hard way.

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It's under Mujin that Seohyun finally finds out what her role is going to be. For the time being she gets to forge her own path, Mujin expecting her to fully keep up with her weapons manufacturing company and her gym.

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She has now gone by three names. She was born Song Jiwoo, became Yoon Jiwoo when her mother passed and her dad went undercover only to become Jung Seohyun, Taeju’s daughter, after Yoon Jiwoo died in that gym. Seohyun supposes her soulmate will only know the name Song Jiwoo. 

Seohyun knows that when the time comes for fate to reunite them, it will be up to her to tell her soulmate, to tell Jeon Pildo, her real name. She hopes her story will not scare them away, hopes that her soulmate will believe her. She hopes that they will still love her.

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Eventually it drives her crazy, breaking through all her walls after a bad nightmare. 

She goes to her fathers in the early hours of the morning, well before the sun comes up she wakes them. 

She wants to go after the man who killed her dad. 

Mujin and Taeju reluctantly agree with her plan. 

Jung Seohyun leaves for the United States to find a new business venture. Corporal Oh Hyejin is born.

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the short-term side effects of freedom || yoon jiwoo x jeon pildo

Title: the short-term side effects of freedom

Fandom: My Name (2021)

Ship: Yoon Jiwoo x Jeon Pildo

Word Count: 6120 words

Chapters: 1/1

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings

Additional tags on AO3!

Summary: There were about a million strange little somethings upon Jiwoo’s release from Seoul Detention Center. The years shaved off her sentence, for one; the cordial nod the guard gave her as she walked her down the long, decrepit corridor. The weight of the monitor strapped around her ankle. The agonized screech of the chainlink fence as it regurgitated her back into society. Strangest of all, though, were Pildo's eyes as his smile turned them into crescents.

[mousieta]

Finally posting my KARD Sci-Fi Epic! Story is 90% complete and will be around 280k words. Updating weekly.

Rating: Explicit

Fandoms: KARD

Relationship: OT4; Polyamory; Bseph slowburn; Somin/Jiwoo established relationship

Additional Tags: Action, Adventure, Scifi, Romance, Slow Burn

Summary: Humanity has sprawled throughout the galaxy over millennia, creating empires, kingdoms and menacing crime syndicates. Jiwoo and Taehyung co-Captain the WildKARD, a cargo vessel that dabbles in smuggling. A brief stop in port lands them with a pair of stowaways, one with a dire warning and another who begs for their pity. To keep the stowaways goes against their cultural practices but to reject them comes with consequences, so they must work together to save themselves.

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Summer Love (Part 3) Final

Admin Ummie!!

Words - 1K Characters - Matthew X Reader, Jiwoo, Somin and J.Seph Genre - Fluff

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

Sorry it took so long!

Sorry for any spelling errors :)

-I hope you all like it!-

You reach your aunt house and she shows you to the room you’ll be staying in. She says “I’m sorry about what happened with your boyfriend” You scrunch up your lips then say “He not my boyfriend” She says “OH!! Okay, I’m still sorry.. I’ll bring you some beef stew just like when you were little” You both smile and you say “Thank you for everything” She walks over to you and gives you a kiss on the cheek then walks out of the room shutting the door behind her. You open your phone to see two messages. One from Somin saying “I’m still sorry about everything. I hope to see you soon” You reply back saying” It’s fine! I’m not mad at you. Trust me, just the two of us should hangout tomorrow. Not in the apartment though.” Then you see Matthew messaged you saying “Hey, when can I see you again?” You take a deep breath and reply back saying “Hi.. I’m not sure yet. I just need to clear my head a little bit.” You shut off your phone screen. You say to yourself “Why do I feel so bad?”

-The Next Morning at Matthew’s apartment-

Somin gets dressed and Matthew walks over to her and says “Hey, where are you going?” Somin says “I’m leaving with a friend. She’ll be here to get me but after that, we’re leaving.” Matthew says “You’re leaving already? It’s not even twelve yet” Somin looks at him and says “it’s called spending the day together” They hear the doorbell ring and Matthew says “I’ll get it..” while lightly jogging to the door.

You’re standing at the door waiting, your eyes light up as Matthew opens the door. When Matthew sees you, his face looks brighter. You slowly say “Hi” Matthew just hugs you and doesn’t say anything. You hug him back and then he responds “Why are you here?” You stop hugging him and say “I’m hanging out with Somin today.. can I come in?” He says “Oh shit, yeah.. come in” You walk inside and see Somin. She says “oh shit Y/N, I have to go to see my mom real quick. You can wait here. It wont be long. I’m sorry!” You say “don’t worry. Take your time, I hope everything is okay”

A few minutes later she leaves. You sit on the couch and pull out your phone. Matthew asks you “Do you want some coffee?” You say “Sure. Thanks” As he’s making the coffee it gets quiet. He comes over and sits on the couch kind of far from you, waiting for the coffee to be done. He says “How did you seep?” You say “I slept fine.. you?” He says “oh I slept alright, I tried to sleep in the bed again but it was weird” You look at him and day “I’m sorry. There’s a certain thing I did to actually help me sleep. Come on, I’ll show you.” You walk to his room and he follows you. You say “okay get in bed. Put this pillow between your legs and this pillow under your head. Is it comfy? Oh wait and when you sleep, don’t open the window.. turn the AC on instead”

He sits up moving the pillows. You hear the coffee maker beep and you say “I’ll make the coffee.” As you walk Matthew grabs your hand and says “Y/N.. come here real quick” You walk back towards him, he’s sitting on the side of the bed and you’re standing in between his legs. You look at him and say “Yeah?” He just looks at you and pulls your face towards his. He kisses you and has his hands on your face. When he stop you stand there and say “um. I have to go turn the coffee maker off” But instead of leaving the room you two kiss again. The coffee maker beeps more but you two ignore it. J.Seph walks out of his room yelling “DAMN I UNDERSTAND SOMEONE MADE COFFEE BUT CAN YOU TURN THE MACHINE OFF AFTER IT BEEPS?!” Matthew says “I’ll make you some coffee, okay?” He kisses you before leaving the room and shutting the door.

A few minutes later he walks in with coffee in his hands and box of crumb cake in between one arm and a knife in his mouth. You laugh and go to help him. He shuts the door and you both sit your coffee near the bed. As you sit yours down, he hugs you from behind . You turn around and kiss him quickly, then you get your coffee and take a sip. You sit on the bed and say “Matthew, can we talk?” He sits beside you and says “I know what you’re going to say.. I just really like you. When we were younger I was going to ask you to go to the spring dance with me but then you moved. I was going to ask you to be my girlfriend that night but we didn’t see each other again. After I saw you the other day everything ran back into my head and I know it’s weird because we just saw each other again after 5 years but I like you.” You smile and say “Now I feel bad because of the dance thing. I don’t care how weird it seems or how short of a time its been. I like you too” Matthew pulls you into a hug and kisses you. He says “Will you go on a date with me?” You nod and ask “When?” He has his arms around you and says “tomorrow night” You say “okay..” You grab your coffee but as you move Matthew hugs onto your waist. You laugh and he says “Y/N.. can I tell you something?” You turn around to face him as you sip your coffee and say “yeah” He sits up and sits closer to you. You get a little worried so you put your coffee back down. He says “you’re beautiful” You move your hair out of your face and smile saying “Thank you, you’re very handsome”

-Date Night-

Your aunt walks in the room as you’re going through all of your clothes. She asks “Um.. What are you doing?” You look back at her quickly and say “I’m trying to find an outfit.. I have a date tonight” Your aunts eyes widen and she asks “Boy? Girl?” You reply “Boy.. I told you about him. He’s going to come pick me up so you can possibly meet him! If you meet him.. Don’t embarrass me. My mother does that already” Your aunt laughs and says “Alright. I won’t embarrass you”

She walks out of the room and you put a red mini dress with black high heels. You wear light makeup and put waves in your hair. As you’re getting ready you get nervous. It’s been a while since you’ve been on a date. The thought of Jiwoo hating you makes you a little worried as well. You’re dressed and ready but you keep looking into the mirror on the dresser. You hear the doorbell ring and your aunt yells to you “SWEETIE! MATTHEW IS HERE!!” You grab your black purse and walk down the stairs.

As Matthew sees you he smiles, his smile makes you feel warm inside and you feel more relaxed. Matthew walks up to you and hugs you. He says “You look amazing. Are you ready?” You say “Y-Yeah”

As you walk to the car you realize why you’re so nervous, you’ve liked him since elementary school, he was your first crush. You’ve wanted to be with him for a long time. You didn’t think you’d ever see him again. You also thought that he’d have a girlfriend. He’s always been handsome and you’ve always been a little nervous with him.

Matthew looks at you and says “Y/N.. do you want to know where we’re going?” You look at him smiling and say “yeah.” He looks back at the road and says “well I remembered when we were little and you kept telling me what kind of date you wanted to go on” Your eyes widen as you as “You remember that?!” He chuckles and says “yeah”

When you were you younger (17) you always had a date that you wanted to go on. It was to a restaurant your parents would always go to, get ice cream and eat it at the park while sitting on the swings, then go for a walk on the beach. You’re surprised he even remembers that at all.

You arrive at the restaurant in awe to see how fancy it looks. Feeling excited because you’re finally on a date with the man you’ve liked for years. You walk to a table reserved for two, Matthew pulls out a chair for you and sits down across from you. You get two glasses of Champaign and get steak with potatoes. The entire time you were there, you felt like you were dreaming.

You reach the park and Matthew walks to you with two ice cream cones in hand. You smile wide and take the ice cream, leaving a kiss on Matthews cheek. You smile saving “Thank you Matthew” He kisses your cheek and says “you’re welcome” You sit on the swings and eat your ice cream with him. He looks at you and says “Y/N..?” You look at him not saying anything. He meets you with a quick kiss. His lips tasting like Rocky Road ice cream. He says “Come on, we still have one more stop to make”

He brings you to the beach and you run to the water feeling it wash up on your feet. Matthew runs behind you and holds your from behind, kissing the side of your neck. He says into your ear “Did you enjoy our date?” You turn around to face him and say “yeah, I did” He kisses you hard and you kiss him back. He pulls away and say “so last question, will you be my girlfriend?” You nod and kiss him more, feeling like you’re on cloud 9. Finally with the man you like.

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What your parents think you are doing at a party vs what you really be doing👅

[cherryninie]

Square One 

genre: angst & fluff 

length: 1735 words

pairing: matthew kim x jeon somin | kim taehyung (j.seph) x jeon jiwoo

summary:

Somin was sure that she’s going to experience the most embarrassing moment in her life when her date (which Jiwoo set her up with through a dating website) didn’t show up and practically dumped her before he even met her. That was, until a bright-eyed, cheerful stranger suddenly came to her rescue and pretended to be her date just to save her from a complete and utter embarrassment.

A short story about a not-so-disastrous first dateand unusual new beginnings.

Part One: 

Somin had always known that her love life was a little sad. Alright, perhaps not a little sad. Pathetic, to be frank.

Her last date was a year ago. Even then it didn’t end well because the guy turned out to be a bigot who was still living in his parents’ basement. He kept mistaking Somin for a Chinese, which honestly, was the worst thing anyone could ever say to her after begging her to go out on a date with him. If that wasn’t bad enough, he was also a disgusting pervert for thinking that she would actually have sex with him on their first date.

Let’s just say, as nice as Somin was, she couldn’t stand another minute with him without feeling like punching him in the face. In fact, she had to call Jiwoo in the middle of the date to get her out of it – which was something she had never done before because she knew how involved Jiwoo could get when it came into her love life. She was way too protective for her own good.

(And let’s just say, that night, Somin had to endure a seemingly never-ending nag from Jiwoo about her terrible taste in men.)

Also, sex. She hadn’t had sex for two years now – which to be honest, brought her to another level of pathetic. Still, after that bigot, Somin had completely retracted herself from the dating world and focused on her job instead.

And Somin didn’t mind. Sure, every now and then, she missed being intimate with someone. Sure, sometimes, she was jealous of Jiwoo, whose quick wit and fiery personality seemed to attract good men who always treat her right. In fact, Somin was sure that if Jiwoo wasn’t so scared of commitment, she would be happily married by now. She would have a good husband who treated her like a queen, and maybe she would have cute babies that she would ask Somin to babysit every now and then.

As of Somin, she was fine of her own. Being single, of course she’s going to feel lonely every now and then, but that’s life, you know? You can’t always get what you want. Reality is anything but perfect – Somin had accepted that. So, she tried to find joy in more important things such as her work, her relationship with her friends, her undying love for her cat, her hobbies like listening to music and reading – stuff like that.

However, Jiwoo wasn’t having any of that.

“Jeon Somin, I’m not gonna watch you grow old and become a sad cat lady like our Aunt Edna!” Jiwoo had said, much to Somin’s dismay.

Truthfully, Somin didn’t understand what’s so bad about being an old cat lady. Their neighbour, whom they call Aunt Edna, was a gem. Somin really liked her. Sure, Aunt Edna was a little conservative and boring, but her cats were adorable and she made the best chocolate chip cookies Somin had ever tasted. Even Jiwoo liked her cookies, although she didn’t want to admit it due to the fact that Aunt Edna made a negative comment about her pink hair once.

Besides, Somin didn’t understand why she had to pressure herself into finding a man to spend the rest of her life with when she had cats as her company. Cats wouldn’t judge her if she were to spend the rest of her day in sweatpants and big shirts. Besides, cats were much less demanding, and Somin liked undemanding creatures.

However, Jiwoo still wouldn’t stop worrying. She kept on saying that she knew that Somin wasn’t happy, and she saw that as a problem. As it was in her nature to quickly find solution to anything that she found problematic, Jiwoo had taken it in her stride to find Somin a date.

Thus, without Somin knowing, Jiwoo had secretly registered her in this dating website called Mate4You, and also without Somin knowing, after having quite a number of people interested in Somin’s profile, Jiwoo had randomly chosen one to meet Somin.

Honestly, it was one of their biggest fights yet. Somin had freaked out when Jiwoo told her the news, but Jiwoo refused to back down because the guy was ‘cute’, and ‘smart’, and ‘successful’ – basically everything that Somin wanted in a man. Somin had lost count of the times she yelled at Jiwoo for this, but of course, she couldn’t stay mad at her friend for so long. Jiwoo was persuasive, and Somin was still gullible.

Therefore, there Somin was, in a restaurant on a Saturday night, waiting for a complete stranger to show up.

As much as Somin loved Jiwoo, she wanted nothing more than to hit her in her head right now. This was literally the worst idea ever.

Reason? It had been an hour, and her date still hadn’t showed up.

And Somin had a feeling that he wasn’t going to.

////

It was embarrassing. Getting stood up was generally embarrassing, but getting stood up by a complete stranger was a whole new level of low. Somin fought the urge to cry, willing herself to believe that her date was stuck in a traffic jam somewhere and he was going to come no matter what.

She tried to remain positive, but he was over an hour late. Even an optimist like Somin knew what that meant.

He wasn’t coming.

The waiters were eyeing her with amusement, partly mocking her for being alone in a restaurant where couples go on dates and everyone was with someone. Earlier, they had asked her to order something, but she was insistent on waiting for her date. It was alright the first time, but when two, three, four waiters came to ask her to order something, Somin felt humiliated, and she was angry. She could’ve been at home, watching Friends on Netflix right now, but instead, she had to face the mockery from the rude waiters in this restaurant.

She wanted nothing more to just give up and walk away, but her ego was too high to give them the satisfaction.

Another hour passed, and by now, even Somin realised she was downright pathetic. Perhaps Jiwoo meant well when she set her up on this date, but it all backfired because Somin felt even worse now. In fact, she had never felt this sad.

She looked up, finding another waiter coming her way. Despite the condescending look in his eyes, his face looked stern. Somin knew that this time, she had to leave willingly or they’re going to force her to leave because people were lining up outside the restaurant, waiting to be seated.

See, her ego might be bruised at this point, but she still had her dignity in her. She wasn’t going to let them drag her out of the restaurant.

So, as bitter as it was, she was going to leave willingly.

Somin was just about to get up when a man suddenly came out of nowhere and took a seat in front of her. She gaped at his sudden interruption, surprised that he confidently sat there like he belonged there. What surprised her more was that he even grinned at her – a total stranger.

Somin wanted to ask him whether he got the wrong table, but before she got to do so, the waiter had reached her table and gave her a questioning look.

“Sorry, love. I thought you hadn’t arrived! I was at the bar waiting for you!” the man said, giving her a cheeky smile and a wink, making her blush. He was way too attractive, someone Somin considered way out of her league.

Before sending her out on this date, Jiwoo had shown Somin the picture of the man she was supposed to meet tonight, and this man sitting in front of Somin now, wasn’t him.

This man in front of her was probably a few years older than her, while the man Jiwoo showed was younger. He was much taller too – Somin had a feeling that she might be shorter than his shoulder level. Still, what attracted Somin the most was the way his eyes light up when he talked, and he always had a smile on his face despite the awkwardness of the situation they’re in now. His smile was warm and kind, something that Somin deeply appreciate.

Thus, she didn’t have the heart to tell the waiter that she didn’t know this man.

“Ready to order, sir?”

“Yes,” the man replied, his eyes darted back to her and he asked, “What about you, kitten?”

Somin chuckled at the nickname he gave her. God, this was crazy. She didn’t know him. She was sure that he only felt sorry for her and only wanted to help. By right, she should just tell the waiter the truth and be done with it, but then again, he looked so sincere and eager that she couldn’t find it in her to walk away.

This man had practically saved her from a complete humiliation, so the least she could do was have dinner with him, right?

Then, without thinking any further, Somin nodded and said, “Yes.”

////

It took them only seconds to order because both of them were famished. When the waiter was gone, Somin turned to the man, and after a few minutes of complete silence, she asked, “So, are you ever gonna tell me who you are?”

The man laughed, blushing slightly as he realized that he hadn’t properly introduced himself. Somin knew that this man was a complete stranger to her, but she had the impression that he was a cheerful person who liked a good laugh. He didn’t hold back when he laughed, and he had wrinkles under his eyes when he smiled. Plus, the way his eyes lighted up when she talked to him exuberated such warmth and comfort that made her feel like she had known him for a while.

Which was crazy, because she didn’t even know his name.

“Matthew Kim,” he finally said, “Call me Matthew.”

“Matthew,” Somin repeated, the name escaped her lips easily, bringing some sort of calmness. She exhaled a sigh of relief, couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her lips as she said, “Well, Matthew, I’m Somin.”

“Somin,” he pronounced, and for the love of God, Somin wished that her heart didn’t skip a beat when he did that – but it did.

Oh boy.

[yeaimfishboi]

Jiwoo Beach Aesthetic!!

Request Some Aesthetics!!!

[ao3feed-yoonjin]

YO SOY EL REY |yoonjin|

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2QiFEBL

by Jinious_reli

Words: 53, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Namjoon | RM, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Min Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Lalisa Manoban | Lisa, Jennie Kim, Kim Jisoo (BLACKPINK), Matthew Kim | BM, Jung Jiwoo, Jeon Somin

Relationships: Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V

Additional Tags: Please Don't Hate Me, Please Don't Kill Me, Yoonjin Week, Namjin Week, Taekook Week, Revenge, Fanfiction, Protective Bangtan Boys, Yandere Bangtan Boys

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2QiFEBL

[dailylifekard-blog]

Say Hi : Matthew

siblings goals with Jiwoo

Somin’s loyal BF

bro for lyfe with J.Seph

he look scary bcs of those muscles

but actually full of extraness

nice and kind. actually a gentlemen

act more like younger brother than older one

has mentality of toddler

break anything easily (including your ovaries, hah)

dad jokes non stop

dabbing like breathing

“swwaaaaaggg~”

“LIL SISSY!!!”

texting somin : ‘hi, babe’ “GDI BM, I’M NEXT TO YOU”

LOOK AT THAT CUTE EYES-SMILE

(sugoisomin)

[eijun-enjoyer]

by gowonie

jeon heejin and kim hyunjin had been best friends since third grade. and as the saying goes, betrayal always tastes a little more bitter when it comes from someone you trust.

Words: 76, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: LOONA (Korea Band)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, Multi

Characters: Jeon Heejin, Kim Hyunjin (LOONA), Jung Jinsol | Jinsoul, Kim Jungeun | Kim Lip, Kim Jiwoo | Chuu, Ha Sooyoung | Yves, Jo Haseul, Son Hyejoo | Olivia Hye, Viian Wong | ViVi, Im Yeojin, Choi Yerim | Choerry, Park Chaewon | Go Won

Relationships: Jeon Heejin/Kim Hyunjin, Ha Sooyoung | Yves/Kim Jiwoo | Chuu, Jung Jinsol | Jinsoul & Kim Jungeun | Kim Lip, Choi Yerim | Choerry/Im Yeojin, Jo Haseul/Viian Wong | ViVi, Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V, Park Chaewon | Go Won/Son Hyejoo | Olivia Hye

Additional Tags: lowkey angsty, Unrequited Love, hyunjin leaves heejin, and heejin just cant tell her it hurt, Best Friends, Everyone Is Gay, bts appear bc cousins, My First Fanfic, Fanfiction

[lookastarlightnight-blog]

Summer Love (Part 1)

This is Admin Ummie! This is my first fanfic. I hope you like it. Part 2 will be out soon :)

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

WORD COUNT - 1,707

CHARACTERS - You, Matthew, J.Seph, Somin, Jiwoo

GENRE - Fluff, Angst

-

It’s late June and you’re at home in New York packing your bags. Your mom is in your room trying to convince you to stop packing. “Mom I already brought the tickets. I have a hotel to stay at. It’s not my first time there.” After you say that your mom gives you a stern look and says “Obviously its not your first time being in LA. But it’s your first time going alone. We haven’t been there since we moved here.” You’re packing and listening at the same time, you say “I’ll call you when I get there and I’ll video chat you before going to bed. Just don’t worry.” Your mom responds “I’m your mother.. My job is to worry.

 -Next Day-

 “I’ll call you when I get there. I love you.” You tell your mom trying to make her feel better. She hugs you tight and says “If you need anything, go find your aunt. I told her you were coming.” You give your mom a confused look and say “Mom… you know I don’t like her right?” she laughs and says “Sweetie.. nobody does. Please be careful. I love you so much.” You say “I love you too mom. Remember.. I’m always careful” You give her a hug and kiss and walk away. Your mom watches as the plane takes off. You look out the window and say to yourself “Goodbye Mom” 

 -6 Hours Later-

You arrive in LA. You feel like a tourist since you haven’t been in LA in over 5 years. You find your hotel and look out of the window. You see water all around and people walking around dressed half naked. “Way different than New York” After you call your mom, you wash up and go for a walk. You reach Venice beach. You feel the sun shinning on your face. Finally feeling the LA weather again. You look and see the crowded boardwalk. You stop and look around to see what you can do. After all you went on the trip alone. You saved up all of your money to get away. You didn’t want to be bothered by friends or family. You felt like if you didn’t leave your depression would end up killing you. As you walk along the boardwalk looking around seeing everyone, someone bumps into you. 

It’s a 6’1 male, muscular with light brown hair and very handsome. You look at each other and the man says “Oh I’m sorry… I-I wasn’t paying attention. Did I hu-“ He stops talking midsentence and just looks at you. You look at him with a confused look and say “Excuse me… Are you okay? Do you need some water?” He shakes his head quickly and responds “I’m sorry you just look really familiar. Do you live here?” The confused look on your face doesn’t go away as you say  “I used to live here but I moved. I’m just here for the summer.. are you sure you’re okay?” He says “Yeah my name is Matthew by the way.” You smile and say “Oh my name is Y/N” His eyes widen and he repeats your name a few times. He says “You don’t remember me?” You look behind you then look back at him and move the hair out of your face. You reply “Um no.. I’m not sure. He shakes his head and says “Y/N we used to go to school together! I think it’s been about 3 years since you left. You say “ a little over 5 years. I- I have to g-go.” 

As you walk away he yells “MARTIN LUTHER KING JR!” You turn around looking more confused than earlier. As you’re about to open your mouth he runs to you. He says “I knew I remembered you, you look different now.” You get scared and walk away. He runs to you and touches your shoulder. You look at his hand and then he moves it. He says “Why do you keep walking away?” You say “Because I’m confused. I’m sorry if I’m coming off rude but I really don’t remember you right now.” He looks down kicking the ground “I understand it has been a while. But we did go to school together. I just thought I’d never see you again. We were in Mr. Edgars class.” 

You look at him widening your eyes. You smile and say “OH MY GOD MATTY!” He smiles as you throw yourself into his arms giving you a huge hug. He laughs saying “I thought it’d take you forever to remember me” You look at him and say “I’M SORRY! I just haven’t been here in so long. I feel like a tourist now.” 

 As you talk to him. Faint memories run back into your head. You just look at him and smile remembering how close you two used to be. You feel bad for leaving him.

He smiles and says “How long will you be here?” You respond and say “About 3 months” He smiles and looks at you then says “Well we have 3 months to catch up! First lets go get some food. I bet you’re hungry.” You laugh to yourself and say “Matty, I’m starving.” 

 After he takes you to eat he says “Let’s go to the beach!” You look and say “Isn’t it dark?” He says “Yeah but it’s very nice out here at night!” You take a deep breath and say “Fine. Let’s go” You get to the beach and feel the cold sand in between your toes. You feel the cold wind hit you. You hear the crashes in the water and you feel a jacket reach your back. You reply “WHAT THE FUCK!” I was scared! He laughs at you and says “I’m sorry I thought you’d be cold. I know it’s hot here but it gets a little cold at night.” You say “If this is your idea of cold.. you wouldn’t survive one winter in New York” He looks at you and laughs then says “You’re probably right” Matthew looks at you as you admire the sounds of the waves and the cool breeze of wind hits you. You notice him looking at you and say “Are you okay?” He says “Yeah, I just haven’t seen you in so long. It’s really nice but it’s also different.” You chuckle a little bit and say “Thanks for the jacket by the way.” He smiles while messing up your hair saying “No problem. Where are you staying?” You say “At a hotel” He shakes his head and says “No you’re not, you can stay with me, I have 3 roommates though. They’re nice so don’t worry.” You look down and think for a second then say “Where would I sleep though? In your room?” He responds and he says “Yeah! I’ll sleep in my friends room with him!” You take a deep breath and say “Okay fine!” He smiles very hard and says “Lets go get your stuff from the hotel!” 

 You reach Matthews apartment after getting your things from the hotel. He says “I forgot to tell you my roommates names. Theres Taehyung but just call him J.seph. Also there’s Somin and Jiwoo.” You get inside and Matthew is holding your bags for you. Everyone in the apartment is looking at you both with a confused look. Somin asks “ Um.. Who is she?” Matthew says “This is Y/N! I haven’t seen her in over 5 years since she moved. She’ll be here until the summer is over.” Jiwoo rolls her eyes and says “That’s nice and all but where is she supposed to sleep?” Matthew gives her a stern look and says “She’ll be staying in my room.. J.seph I’ll be staying with you.” J.seph looks around then says “UM! BRO! you didn’t even ask me!” You turn to Matthew and say “Maybe I should go back to the hotel.” He says “No! you’re staying here!” Jiwoo and Somin take a deep breath until Jiwoo says “Okay then” Matthew walks you to his room. It’s huge with a queen size bed, posters, a pile of weights next to a pile of clothes. You look at him and say “I like your room. The pile of clothes gives it a nice touch!” He laughs until he actually realizes what you were talking about. He runs to move it all then says “Sorry about that” 

 -In Jiwoo’s Room- 

Jiwoo says “I don’t even know why he brought her here!” Somin looks upset then says “She JUST got here! Give her some time!” Jiwoo lets out a deep sigh and says “But what if-“ Somin interrupts her by saying “What if J.seph and Matthew like her? Huh.. if so you’ll have to deal with it! You cant change anyone’s minds!” Jiwoo sucks her teeth and says “Okay. I thought you’d at least agree with me. LIKE A FRIEND DOES!” Somin says “NOT WHEN A FRIEND IS BEING A BITCH. YOU DIDN’T EVEN GIVE HER A CHANCE WHEN SHE WALKED INTO THE APARTMENT!” After she says that, she walks out of the room slamming the door behind her making everyone in the house jump. 

-Matthews Room- 

Matthew looks at you worried and says “Is this okay?” You ask “What the room? It’s fine! You can stay in here, I’ll sleep on the couch or the floor” Matthew shakes his head and says “No… sleep tight! I’ll see you in the morning” As he walks out of the room you yell his name and he walks back without hesitation. He asks “What’s up?” You say “I needed a hug” He laughs and gives you a tight hug . You give him a kiss on the cheek. He smiles as he walks out of the room. You say “Goodnight. Thanks again.” He responds “Goodnight and you’re welcome." He turns the light off and shuts the door. 

You sit up in bed and wonder if this will be alright.. Should you even stay there? Can’t go back to the hotel.. You made the reservations weeks ahead so you can’t go back. Maybe your aunt will let you stay.. We’ll just have to see how it all works out.