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daebakinc · 10 days ago
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That's how the 6'2'' tall puppy pouts at you when you say no pussy. And he'll be utterly devasted.
"WHAT?" He almost screams in shock and disbelief. "Why can't I eat you out, Y/n?"
Yunho trails behind you as you continue with your chores around your shared apartment. "Just like that," you shrug dusting off the shelves.
The man pouts hurt written all over his perfect features. "I just came back after a week and you decide to torture me more?" He sighs. "They are right, true love is dead. Six feet under I say!"
Sighing, you turn around. "Yuyu, baby just be patient, okay? You'll have me all day tomorrow, all right?" You try to console the broken man.
"No!" he shakes his head like a kid. "Why can't I have you today?"
"Because I haven't shaved! If you wish to explore a jungle, be my guest!" You finally give in to his tantrums.
Yunho blinks. Not shaven? He can hardly believe that's the reason you decided to torment him.
The singer without batting an eye, scoops you off the ground, making a beeline to the bedroom, a fire burning in his brown eyes. You try to fight him, punching him lightly against his chest. "Yu, put me down!" He however, pays no mind to your actions.
He just sighs deeply. "You forget I'm a 26 year old man, an adult, mind you," his voice determined as he gently sets you down on the plush bed.
And immediately, something clicks. His demeanor changes in seconds as he takes off his tee, eyes set on you like prey.
"If you think a little bush is going to stop me," he breathes as he bites the skin of your neck.
"Think again, sweets."
inspired from @yun-fangz ''bush talk''
yup-thats-me®
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daebakinc · 2 months ago
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my best tip for anyone trying to get back into reading is to remember that you can read books to avoid other responsibilities in ur life and it can become a vice if you play your cards right
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daebakinc · 2 months ago
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My fat ponies arrived today
Here they are touring my neighborhood before arriving to their final destination.
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daebakinc · 4 months ago
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| X MALE READER | | SPICY BEDROOM HEADCANNONS |[NSFW]
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Mingi (ATEEZ)
Position: Switch but prefers bottoming alot more, especially for someone usually so dominant. Loves being pushed down, restrained, forced to take it. Size: 7.5 inches, thick and pretty, slightly curved up. Perfect for deep strokes when he does top Favourite Kinks: Manhandling, overstimulation, being pinned down, praise (mixed with a little degradation), marking, size difference, edging. Favourite Position(s): Face buried in the sheets or riding (but getting overstimulated to the point of collapsing) Favorite Body Part: Your hands. Loves when they’re wrapped around his wrists, gripping his hips or holding him down. Where: Anywhere he can be pushed against something. Beds, couches, walls. Noise levels: Loud as hell. Whimpers, breathy gasps, choked-out moans when he’s overstimulated. Definitely the type to bite the sheets or your shoulder when he cums. Freaky score: 9/10. He WANTS to be RUINED. Will whimper, claw at you, beg for more. When he does top? It’s sloppy, desperate, he can't even control himself like some wild animal. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
BIG MATTHEW (KARD)
Position: Power Top. Dom but playful, cocky, teasing. likes to make you desperate before giving you what you want.
Size: 9 inches, fat, heavy, and insanely veiny. Base is thick as hell, a single vein running along the underside that makes you feel every pulse.
Favourite Kinks: Size kink, body worship, impact play (spanking/slapping your ass until it’s red,) hair pulling, ass-eating, exhibitionism.
Favourite Position(s): Reverse cowgirl, prone bone (to feel you struggle against his huge body), full nelson (just to show off how strong he is.)
Favorite Body Part: Your ass. Don’t even argue. He’s obsessed. Will bite, grab, slap, and eat it like he’s starving.
Where: Gym showers, hotel balconies, club bathrooms, against mirrors.
Noise levels: LOUD AF. Grunts, groans, curses in both Korean and English, and when he’s close? he starts spitting out dirty praises like his life depends on it
Freaky score: 10/10. Nasty, nasty, (freak McNasty.) Spits in your mouth, grips your jaw so you have to take it. Eats ass like it’s his last meal. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
San (ATEEZ)
Position: Switch, but 90% Dom. Can go from soft and teasing to rough and merciless in two seconds.
Size: 7 inches, thicker at the base, slightly curved to the left. His dick pulses very hard when he cums.
Favourite Kinks: Breeding, choking, overstimulation, crying kink, orgasm control, possessive sex, mirror sex, sensory deprivation.
Favourite Position(s): Over the counter, on your back with his hand on your neck, straddling him.
Favorite Body Part: Your face. He loves watching your facial expressions when receiving pleasure from him. Will whisper the unholiest things in your ear to see your eyes roll back and hear you whimper.
Where: Studio couch, in front of a mirror, somewhere he can see your face and see you squirm.
Noise levels: You're usually louder than he is, but when he’s close? He growls deep in your ear. Will cum inside, then push it back in with his fingers.
Freaky score: 9/10. LOVES watching you fall apart. Holds you down, makes you keep eye contact. If you look away? You’re getting some extra rough treatment.
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Jay Park
Position: Top. Cocky. Degrading. He owns you in bed and makes you say thank you after he fucks you.
Size: 8 inches, thick, heavily veined, curves up slightly. Heavy balls that he makes you worship.
Favourite Kinks: Degradation, spit play, power play, collaring, orgasm denial, marking (bite bruises, hickeys, scratches), face fucking, phone sex, voice kink.
Favourite Position(s): Face down, ass up. Bent over a table. One leg up over his shoulder. In his lap with his hand around your throat.
Favorite Body Part: Your tongue. He loves seeing it sticking out while you take him.
Where: Anywhere he can remind you of who owns you.
Noise levels: Filthy. Groaning, swearing, muttering, whispering filth in your ear. “Yeah, you like that? That’s right, take it all.”
Freaky score: 11/10. Zero limits. Calls you “his slut” in bed, spits in your mouth, tells you to swallow and say thank you.
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daebakinc · 4 months ago
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BM GAY P. TWT LINKS
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[BULGE VIDS]
They don’t call him Big Matthew for nothing. He knows exactly what he’s working with and exactly how to use it to drive you crazy.
Late-night texts? You already know, he’s in bed, shirt and pants off. tight boxers slung low on his hips, one big hand palming himself through the fabric
He loves knowing what it does to you. Loves knowing that the second you see it, you’ll come running. - So needy that he can't help but slide his hand in -
- BIG Matthew - [JERKING OFF VIDS]
BM swears he’s got self-control. He really does. But when it comes to you? That shit goes out the window.
In His Dressing Room. He barely made it through the set. The rush of adrenaline leaving a buzzing feeling in his body, sweat still clinging to his skin, and his phone’s suddenly lighting up with your name. Just a single message. Nothing but a stupid winking emoji and a screenshot of him doing a suggestive move during the concert. But Fuck... He’s already stupidly hard. In a single moment he ditches his in-ears, turns off the lights and locks his dressing room door behind him before anyone can come looking. His hand is in his pants before he even hits send on the next message. You know exactly what you’re doing to him. And he’s gonna make sure you see just how bad it is. - Quickie in the Dressing Room -
In The Car. He was supposed to be driving straight to the hotel. But the second your voice came through the phone, soft and teasing, telling him how much you missed him, how needy you were in your bed all alone, how bad you wanted him... he knew he wasn’t gonna make it. He pulls off into an empty lot, seat pushed back just enough, one hand gripping the wheel while the other’s already slipping under his waistband. The slick, filthy sounds filling the space quickly as he gets off. - Quickie in the Drivers Seat - [BACKSHOTS]
You barely greeted him as he came through the front door before it happened.
Big hands, rough grip, your back hitting the nearest surface before his lips are on you. He's hungry, desperate, horny. He doesn’t even bother with words. Just a low, guttural “Fuck, I missed you.” before he’s got your legs wrapped around his waist, carrying you off to the bed.
Gentle? Not exactly...
Not after weeks of teasing, of late-night calls where he had to fist his cock to the sound of your voice instead of being inside you. Not after every picture you sent, every filthy promise you made.
Now He's cashing in.
“Told you I’d fuck you stupid when I got back, didn’t I?” His voice is punctuated by the way he’s already tugging your clothes off, already pressing you down, already making good on that promise. - BM finally getting his hands on you after being on tour - - BM Holding/touching your body as he pounds you into oblivion -
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daebakinc · 4 months ago
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Not that any of you care or asked, but just thought I'd let you know, I FUCKING FOUND THEM
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AND BOUGHT EVERY SINGLE ONE!
Tumblr, please help me find the fat little ponies?
Story time:
I live in South Korea where we still have Toys R Us and I found these little ponies and bought everything they had.
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Love them. Because they're so small, without the rings I put them on the top edge of my classroom board. They were fine there unless the next class over slammed their door and then one or two would fall, but I was usually in the room to pick them up and put them back.
Back in Novemeber I took 5 vacation days and when I returned, the yellow pony with green hair was missing. The assumption is, she fell and when she did, landed in the trashcan, cuz me and the students looked everywhere for her.
Anyway, with the help of a coworker, we were able to find her on ebay and order her.
HOWEVER
Upon my quest to look for her, I discovered these!
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AND I AM OBSESSED AND NEED THEM ALL
The catch is, like the rings, they come as a mystery so you don't know what you're getting, and there's 24 options. It's not just the 14 fat ponies, but 10 other skinny ponies and strange animals that I don't care about. Well, I was super excited because I found walmart sells them, and at a decent price!!!
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So I excitedly ordered 2 6 packs. Only 1 arrived and this was it . . .
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I was luckily able to get a refund and all, but, can y'all help me find the fat ones.
I'm pretty sure they're batch 2 and Walmart is dumb and found the wrong picture to display.
I found a seller on ebay that's selling all 24 for $127, but like, that's a lot of money, and as I said, I really just want the 14 fats ones.
It doesn't even have to be all of them, but I would like at least 5, ya know.
I know there's a lot of other terrible bullshit happening in our world right now, and this isn't very important. But as life is sucking, I'm obsessed with the fat ponies and both need and want them in my life.
Thank you for any help you can give!
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daebakinc · 4 months ago
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Tumblr, please help me find the fat little ponies?
Story time:
I live in South Korea where we still have Toys R Us and I found these little ponies and bought everything they had.
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Love them. Because they're so small, without the rings I put them on the top edge of my classroom board. They were fine there unless the next class over slammed their door and then one or two would fall, but I was usually in the room to pick them up and put them back.
Back in Novemeber I took 5 vacation days and when I returned, the yellow pony with green hair was missing. The assumption is, she fell and when she did, landed in the trashcan, cuz me and the students looked everywhere for her.
Anyway, with the help of a coworker, we were able to find her on ebay and order her.
HOWEVER
Upon my quest to look for her, I discovered these!
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AND I AM OBSESSED AND NEED THEM ALL
The catch is, like the rings, they come as a mystery so you don't know what you're getting, and there's 24 options. It's not just the 14 fat ponies, but 10 other skinny ponies and strange animals that I don't care about. Well, I was super excited because I found walmart sells them, and at a decent price!!!
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So I excitedly ordered 2 6 packs. Only 1 arrived and this was it . . .
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I was luckily able to get a refund and all, but, can y'all help me find the fat ones.
I'm pretty sure they're batch 2 and Walmart is dumb and found the wrong picture to display.
I found a seller on ebay that's selling all 24 for $127, but like, that's a lot of money, and as I said, I really just want the 14 fats ones.
It doesn't even have to be all of them, but I would like at least 5, ya know.
I know there's a lot of other terrible bullshit happening in our world right now, and this isn't very important. But as life is sucking, I'm obsessed with the fat ponies and both need and want them in my life.
Thank you for any help you can give!
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daebakinc · 4 months ago
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Yunho wants you to read Dirty, Dirty Dancing
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Do it, Do it now!
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daebakinc · 5 months ago
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pssssst @rachaelkpop
Matthew
Somin
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daebakinc · 5 months ago
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Dirty, Dirty Dancing : The Music
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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Finale
~Admin V
Hyunjin and Yeji's performance (If you live in Korea, like me, this link will not work for you, you'll have to find a fan cam, sorry)
Line Dances
Wobble Dance
Cupid Shuffle Dance
Performance Songs
Hyunjin's new audition song
Senior Showcase Song
Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed it! If you did, please feel free to share with friends or drop some love.
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daebakinc · 5 months ago
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Dirty, Dirty Dancing Finale
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A Dirty Dancing AU
Pairing: Yunho X Female Reader X Hyunjin (polyamorous relationship)
Word Count: 3.7K
Synopsis: The college campus where boyfriend, Yunho, is a visiting dance instructor seems like every other university you’ve visited until a secret party reveals it’s anything but. After a drunken mishap, promising dance student, Hyunjin, is left without a dance partner. Enlisted in helping him before a big audition, you begin to catch feelings for him. Can you help him and maintain a relationship with your boyfriend?
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11
~Admin V
           It was the night of the Senior Showcase and Art Exhibition.
           Unsurprisingly, you’d been asked to come and cater for the exhibition. Still needing money, of course, you’d accepted. Plus, it would give you the chance to see Hyunjin in his other element. Not to mention, if President Park was there, it was an opportunity to have your presence as a “fuck you” to him.
           Gods how you really wanted to say it to him though. He defeated you in a battle you didn’t even know you were fighting, and you hated how it made you feel. You weren’t yourself after leaving the school.
           Seonghwa and Christopher were still very supportive of Yunho, and though he could no longer teach, they still welcomed him to come at night to help with the showcase.
           You hadn’t seen Hyunjin since leaving and had barely spoke to him or Yeji for that matter.
           Your setup with Yunho being a visiting artist and you catering had always given you a lot of downtime, but after everything that happened, and everything happening so quickly, you felt lost and unsure what to do with yourself. You’d gotten used to being in a dance studio with Hyunjin or his art studio. Or in the cottage with both him and Yunho. Or even just sitting in Yeji’s room having girl talk and eating.
           But all you had for the last couple of days was the wall of the cheap motel room to stare at. And questions. There were so many questions plaguing you that you didn’t want to bother anyone else with.
           At first it was concern for Yunho and how all of this would affect him and teaching at other schools. But with Park’s reputation, and Yunho still being in good with the dance department, you knew he’d be fine. Even with the current situation sucking as it did, he was holding it together pretty well.
           The next questions were of Changbin. Did he really sell you all out? The first night you’d met him he talked about how much he hated Jin Young Park, so how could he choose that asshole over you all? Had the situation between him and Hyunjin really been that bad? Had you really hurt him more than you’d known by taking his place? Was he actually the culprit? Or were there other jealous dancers who had beef with Hyunjin?
           Then you thought of Yeji. Did she still have feelings for Changbin, or had this ruined it all? Would she still confess to him? Would she just take Hyunjin’s side and add more fuel to that already blazing fire?
           And finally, there were endless questions about Hyunjin. Where did your relationship with him stand? If he got into the dance company as he had planned, would you and Yunho follow him and work nearby to him? What if he didn’t get into the company? He knew your plans of wanting to own a studio; would he want to be part of that?
           As Yunho pulled in behind to the back of the dining hall to drop you off before going to the showcase, you were glad you had catering to finally get your mind off of all these things.
           The school’s museum where the exhibition was, was behind the school’s sports fields and buildings, so you’d need to take catering vans to the event. Because the dance showcase was the same night, you knew you wouldn’t be working with Felix or Changbin. You guessed that was a small mercy, but you still felt a little sad. It had always been fun working with them, and again, you’d been in a weird mental state since everything went down.
           The head caterer gave you a black shirt and yellow tie like the first night of catering. Because the event was in the museum, only hors d'oeuvres and light-colored drinks would be served.
           Sitting in the van, you and other staffers made sure the warmers, racks of glassware, and plates didn’t bounce around too much.
           Other than the museum staff, you all were the only ones in the building. Tall round tables were set up in corners to hold plates, napkins, and glasses prefilled with drinks. In the middle of wider open spaces were longer tables with the hors d'oeuvres set up. The museum staff thought it might be better, so there were no accidents of staff bumping into anyone or accidently ruining the art by accidently spilling trays.
           Once everything was setup, there was still some time before artists and then guests would arrive. You took the time to look at all of the work. It wasn’t just paintings, but there were also sculptures, drawings, stained glass pieces, and even some creative string creations.
           Immediately you knew when you were in Hyunjin’s section. You recognized his stilllifes and portraits. But Dirty really was a focal point. The size was so much bigger than his others, and then of course all the colors on it. Hyun wasn’t the only one to have nudes included in his art collection, but you wondered if Park would get fussy about it. Gods how you would love it if you or Hyunjin told him how it was the three of your bodies on the canvas, but knowing what an asshole he was and your luck with him thus far, he’d probably make Hyunjin pull the piece.
           The head caterer assigned everyone their spots for the night. You were to be in a corner with drinks. Unfortunately, it was a corner out of sight of Hyunjin’s pieces, so you wouldn’t even get to see him much unless he wandered over to you. You tried to put on your best catering smile, but your heart really wasn’t into it.
           The artists started to come in and stand by their work. You didn’t see Hyunjin and he didn’t come over towards your area. It was difficult not to feel more disappointed.
           Before long, other guests started to come in and fill up the museum. When they came to you, you offered them water, apple juice, or white wine.
           President Park did come in, but he didn’t seem to notice you, thankfully. As much as you’d love to tell him off, you knew you couldn’t at a work event, and seeing him with a smug smirk would make you want to punch him.
           You weren’t trying to glare at him, but he was standing right in your line of vision.
           “They put you in a corner, huh.”
           Caught off guard, you looked up to see Changbin, in a catering uniform.
           Before you could ask what he was doing there, or any other questions, he continued.
           “I know I’m an asshole for what I did to you, Yunho, and Hyunjin.”
           Your mouth fell open as you weren’t expecting to hear that.
           “When I’m wrong, I say I’m wrong. I didn’t understand the situation and I was being a jealous toolbag.” He took a breath. “I’m sorry.”
           You were taken aback. You really weren’t expecting him to say that. After blinking a few times to bring yourself back to the current moment, you looked him in the eye. “I’m sorry, too. I never meant to take your place . . .” There was more you had to say, but Changbin held his hand up.
           “You don’t need to be sorry. I wasn’t the right choice for the routine, and I didn’t understand the situation between the three of you. I do now, and I take responsibility for my actions.”
           It was hard not to smile. “But I had some responsibility in it as well. Please, I do owe you an apology, and it’s long overdue.”
           He matched your grin. “Okay. Apology accepted.” He turned to look behind him then back to you. “Felix can only distract JYP for so long, so you need to hurry and get out of here.”
           Looking past him, you saw Felix talking to President Park. “What?”
           He grinned wider. “Don’t you have a Senior Showcase to perform in?”
           You finally understood. That’s why Changbin was in a catering uniform. He was going to take over for you.
           “I already spoke to the head caterer; you’re good to go.”
           Tilting your head, you couldn’t help but feel like you wanted to hug him.
           “I know, I know. I’m awesome, you’re thankful. Now get out of here before he sees you.”
           Quickly, you reached your arms around his neck for a hug and kissed his cheek. “Thanks, Changbin.”
           “Go,” he ordered.
           Looking at Felix, he glanced at you from the side, then turned himself so Park would also turn and face away from you, so you could make your escape.
           Once outside, you were once again surprised to see Yeji waiting for you in a golf cart. You didn’t have a chance to say anything as she reached in the seat next to her then handed you a white dress.
           “Wooyoung said from the measurements he took of you last time, this should fit. He also said you could wear a bra with it.”
           So much was happening so quickly, you weren’t sure what to do but stare at the dress.
           “There are public bathrooms there,” she pointed. “But hurry up, we gotta go.”
           “Right,” you nodded and went towards where she pointed.
           You were caught off guard. Knowing Yeji told you to hurry, you put on the dress quickly then returned to the golf cart.
           As soon as you were in the seat beside her, Yeji turned toward you with a wicked smirk. “Alright, hold on,” and her foot hit the gas, hard.
           Squeaking, you grabbed onto the side frame of the cart. “What exactly is happening?”
           “We’re going to the Senior Showcase.”
           “Yeah, got that.”
           “And you’re dancing.”
           Motioning to the dress you looked back to her. “Also got that. Does Hyunjin know about it. Or Yunho?”
           “Yeah, it was Yunho’s idea.”
           “What?” Yunho’s idea? That man couldn’t hold a secret to keep his life. Y’all could never properly celebrate holidays or birthdays because he was always too excited when he bought your gifts.
           “Trust me,” Yeji kept her eyes on the path from the museum to the main buildings. “He complained the entire time about not being able to tell you.”
           “And Hyunjin knows?”
           “Yes.”
           Huh. Maybe they were afraid of your sharp tongue not holding when seeing President Park tonight? Or maybe it would have been suspicious had you not taken the catering gig.
           “It’s my fault.”
           You stared at Yeji.
           “I really flipped out on Changbin. Told him he was dense for not seeing that the three of you were actually having a relationship and even denser for not realizing I had feelings for him. That woke him up a bit and we had a long conversation about me and him and Hyunjin.
           “Last night he apologized to Hyunjin as well as Yunho since Yun was still hanging in the auditorium to help out. Bin wanted to apologize to you and commented he wished he could undo it all so y’all could still perform in the showcase, and now here we are.”
           Well that was surprising.
           Yeji glanced at you and saw the shock in your face. “Yeah. He has his moments when he’s not being a dumbass.”
           “Why are we rushing there though? I thought both events were happening the same time?”
           “Nah. The showcase started over an hour ago. That idiot Park just scheduled them for the same night.”
           You didn’t even realize. And catering had taken up a good portion of your night.
           She pulled up to the building where the auditorium was. “Go ahead.”
           “Where do I go?”
           “Just into the auditorium.”
           As soon as you got out of the golf cart, Yeji sped away.
           Now you were nervous. Were you late? Were you going to perform right away?
           The auditorium doors were closed. Slowly and as quietly as possible, you opened the double doors closest to you.
           Yunho and Hyunjin were both on stage, Hyun talking into a mic. “ . . . my senior year, I worked hard to earn my spot to dance here tonight, but somebody told me not to. But I’m gonna do my kind of dancing with two great partners. They’re not only terrific dancers, but people who taught me that there are those willing to stand up for other people, no matter what the cost. People who taught me about the kind of person I want to be.” He gestured to Yunho. “Yunho Jeong,” and somehow, he saw you enter the room and motioned his hand to you, then said your name. A spotlight then beamed onto you.
           A crowd of dance students you recognized came to you and led you to the stage. As you walked up the steps, Hyunjin walked to the side, giving Hongjoong his music selection.
           You were scared to look out at the audience. You’d never had this many people watch you dance before. With your nerves, you only now noticed that two poles were brought out to the stage. Were you going to pole dance with them? You weren’t that good. You’d lost where Yunho went.
           The music started, a song you didn't recognize, and you looked back to Hyunjin. There was nothing but confidence as he walked in your direction. He climbed onto the pole into the Cupid and offered his hand to you.
           Taking it, you sat on his thigh, and knowing you were safe, you didn’t hold onto the pole but onto him. “I’ve missed you.”
           “I’ve missed you, too,” he lifted his leg and the two of you began spinning, eliciting cheers from the audience.
           You couldn’t help but look at him with worry. “What if Park finds out about this?”
           Again, his confidence shone as he smiled. “What’s the worst he can do to me at this point? I’m graduating. At most he’d say I can’t walk at graduation. He can’t take my diploma from me.” He stopped you both from spinning and you felt a poke at your shoulder.
           Yunho was hoisted in a different position on the neighboring pole, offering you his hand to take you from Hyunjin. Hyun helped to pass you over, and you were in a different placement than the Cupid, instead facing Yunho with your thighs resting on his, causing new shouts of enjoyment from the onlookers.
           “Why didn’t you tell me about any of this.”
           He smiled, his arms flexed as he held the two of you on the pole. “It was a very last minute plan.”
           You raised your eyebrow.
           “Baby, you know it killed me keeping this a secret from you, especially because you’ve looked so bummed the last few days.”
           That made you smile. “Yes, I did hear from Yeji there was quite a bit of whining from you.”
           He grinned and kissed your nose. He put his foot down so you once again stopped spinning, and Hyunjin’s arms reached out for you. He was on the floor now and helped you from Yunho’s embrace.
           When you were on the ground he spun you into him. With you facing him he did a long, sensual dance-dip. The crowd ate it up, whistling and cheering more. Hyunjin then turned you around so your back was against him as he lifted your arm around his neck.
           He was starting the dance routine. This wasn’t the music you’d danced to it before, but you trusted him as he taught you how to feel the music.
           When his hand lowered against your arm, you weren’t surprised by any movements and were able to keep up with the routine. Well, that was until he over spun you and suddenly you were in Yunho’s arms.
           You were a little lost in where the dance movements were, but Yunho’s wide smile was contagious and you couldn’t help but smile and follow along to his lead. He did a few unplanned spins and even lifted you while turning which made you laugh. When you knew where you were in the dance, you were once again swapped into Hyunjin’s hold.
           It was getting to the part when he was going to do the deep dip. You were nervous, especially since you’d chickened out at the actual audition, but the conviction in Hyunjin’s eyes filled you with trust and ease.
           He looked at you to confirm you were ready and comfortable for it, and when you nodded he grinned then dropped you, just like you’d practiced dozens of times. It was perfect and exactly how you should’ve done it for the audition.
           More loud praise came from the crowd.
           The song wasn’t finished when Hyunjin lifted you back up. He and Yunho each held one of your hands while looking at you, then glanced at each other with a grin. Suddenly, they let go of you and both jumped off the stage down either side of the aisle. Halfway down the aisle, the two of them turned back to look at you.
           Not really sure what to do with yourself, you swayed to the music, which is when Yeji and Felix joined you on the stage. You couldn’t contain yourself seeing him and hugged Felix. “Thank you for helping with the escape plan.”
           “It’s not all I helped with.”
           You gave him a curious look, but before you could ask further, your focus was back on Hyunjin and Yunho who were now at the back of the auditorium. The boys walked forward, dancing in unison. They each had a group of dancers following behind them doing the same movements. You recognized the original dance Hyunjin had done with Yeji.
           As they approached the stage, dancers helped Hyunjin and Yunho back up. They each greeted Yeji and Felix. Words were exchanged between Felix and Hyunjin but you couldn’t make them out.
           The song was ending, and the boys quickly pulled you to the side and something emerged down from the ceiling. It was Hyunjin’s art piece, Dirty. Felix stole it from the museum!
           You held each of their hands while Yunho pulled you back center stage in front of the piece, which is when the song ended. He and Hyunjin lifted your hands in the air and then pulled them down so the three of you would bow, causing the audience to cheer in an uproar.
           Lifting back up you saw everyone one their feet as they clapped and applauded. The music changed to a party song, which caused more people to join on the stage and the crowd to remain on their feet to dance as well.
           You looked at each of your men. “Did this really just happen?”
           Yunho smiled and nodded. Hyunjin just kept a grin.
           Staring at his painting, you looked back to him. “Why’d you steal Dirty from the museum?”
           “We weren’t allowed to dance because we were deemed dirty, so it seemed fitting.”
           “Dirty dancing,” Yunho beamed.
           You couldn’t help but smile at both of them. “Dirty Dancing; sounds like a good name for a studio.”
           Both grinned with you, and the three of you danced with each other to the music.
One Year Later
           Yunho, Hyunjin, Yeji, and you stood outside as you waited for the unveiling of the sign. The construction crew removed the tarp and the electrician turned it on; Dirty Dancing and Art Studios.
           As luck would have it, both Yeji and Hyunjin had made it into the dance company, and both turned it down. They decided they wanted to put their dance efforts into a studio the helped and inspired others.
           Though he wasn't present for it, several of Hyunjin's art pieces sold at the Art Exhibition and put his name out into the art community. With Hyunjin joining the efforts, it gave you and Yunho an extra income, so you were able to afford a 3-story place. The first floor was for dance, the second for art, and the third was your living space.
           Yeji’s parents helped her with a nearby apartment, so she was close by and could be an instructor at the studio now that her ankle has healed. She was still dating Changbin, and when he graduated at the end of the year, he agreed to help run the place after a while so you, Yunho, and Hyunjin could serve in the peace corps for a bit.
           “Shall we?” Yunho asked.
           The four of you walked into the building. The entrance led to a reception desk with cubbies and lockers for dance students behind it. The rest of the space was the dance studio. One wall was fully mirrored with ballet bars across it. One corner had poles that were moveable so Yeji could instruct her pole dancing classes. Where there was empty wall space, Hyunjin had painted one of you, including Felix and Changbin, then pressed you into the wall in a famous dance position.
           The second floor was the art studio. Hyunjin’s pieces were displayed on the walls, with Dirty being in the center. In the room were several easels, work tables, and even a potter’s wheel. There were several cabinets, just like at his campus studio, filled with paints, clay, and other supplies. And finally, two sinks so the artists could clean their tools.
           “Everything looks great,” Yeji commented.
           “It turned out better than expected,” Yunho agreed.
           You, Yunho, and Hyunjin had been living on the third floor for a few months already while setting up the studios, so it was already comfortable, but now everything was complete.
           The four of you headed back down to the dance studio.
           “We’ll be ready to open next week,” you commented. “I’ve put ads in the local papers about allowing all ages and income brackets. I printed flyers yesterday and figured we could go around with them today.”
           “Good plan, baby.” Yunho kissed the top of your head.
           “But,” Hyunjin had a cheeky smile. “I think we need to christen the place first.”
           Yeji and Yunho smiled in response, but you had your eyebrow raised. “And what does that entail?”
           He grinned wider, and with a remote turned on the stereo, playing Cupid Shuffle.
           You couldn’t help but shake your head. “You want to christen the studio with a line dance?”
           “Not just any line dance,” Hyunjin moved to the music. “It was our first line dance.”
           “It’s not exactly the dirty dancing our sign suggests we do here.”
           “Oh,” Yunho smirked. “I’m sure we can make it dirty.”
           You shook your head but smiled with them. Standing in a line with the three of them, you looked to them all. “Alright, let’s go!”
The End
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daebakinc · 5 months ago
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Dirty, Dirty Dancing Finale
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A Dirty Dancing AU
Pairing: Yunho X Female Reader X Hyunjin (polyamorous relationship)
Word Count: 3.7K
Synopsis: The college campus where boyfriend, Yunho, is a visiting dance instructor seems like every other university you’ve visited until a secret party reveals it’s anything but. After a drunken mishap, promising dance student, Hyunjin, is left without a dance partner. Enlisted in helping him before a big audition, you begin to catch feelings for him. Can you help him and maintain a relationship with your boyfriend?
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11
~Admin V
           It was the night of the Senior Showcase and Art Exhibition.
           Unsurprisingly, you’d been asked to come and cater for the exhibition. Still needing money, of course, you’d accepted. Plus, it would give you the chance to see Hyunjin in his other element. Not to mention, if President Park was there, it was an opportunity to have your presence as a “fuck you” to him.
           Gods how you really wanted to say it to him though. He defeated you in a battle you didn’t even know you were fighting, and you hated how it made you feel. You weren’t yourself after leaving the school.
           Seonghwa and Christopher were still very supportive of Yunho, and though he could no longer teach, they still welcomed him to come at night to help with the showcase.
           You hadn’t seen Hyunjin since leaving and had barely spoke to him or Yeji for that matter.
           Your setup with Yunho being a visiting artist and you catering had always given you a lot of downtime, but after everything that happened, and everything happening so quickly, you felt lost and unsure what to do with yourself. You’d gotten used to being in a dance studio with Hyunjin or his art studio. Or in the cottage with both him and Yunho. Or even just sitting in Yeji’s room having girl talk and eating.
           But all you had for the last couple of days was the wall of the cheap motel room to stare at. And questions. There were so many questions plaguing you that you didn’t want to bother anyone else with.
           At first it was concern for Yunho and how all of this would affect him and teaching at other schools. But with Park’s reputation, and Yunho still being in good with the dance department, you knew he’d be fine. Even with the current situation sucking as it did, he was holding it together pretty well.
           The next questions were of Changbin. Did he really sell you all out? The first night you’d met him he talked about how much he hated Jin Young Park, so how could he choose that asshole over you all? Had the situation between him and Hyunjin really been that bad? Had you really hurt him more than you’d known by taking his place? Was he actually the culprit? Or were there other jealous dancers who had beef with Hyunjin?
           Then you thought of Yeji. Did she still have feelings for Changbin, or had this ruined it all? Would she still confess to him? Would she just take Hyunjin’s side and add more fuel to that already blazing fire?
           And finally, there were endless questions about Hyunjin. Where did your relationship with him stand? If he got into the dance company as he had planned, would you and Yunho follow him and work nearby to him? What if he didn’t get into the company? He knew your plans of wanting to own a studio; would he want to be part of that?
           As Yunho pulled in behind to the back of the dining hall to drop you off before going to the showcase, you were glad you had catering to finally get your mind off of all these things.
           The school’s museum where the exhibition was, was behind the school’s sports fields and buildings, so you’d need to take catering vans to the event. Because the dance showcase was the same night, you knew you wouldn’t be working with Felix or Changbin. You guessed that was a small mercy, but you still felt a little sad. It had always been fun working with them, and again, you’d been in a weird mental state since everything went down.
           The head caterer gave you a black shirt and yellow tie like the first night of catering. Because the event was in the museum, only hors d'oeuvres and light-colored drinks would be served.
           Sitting in the van, you and other staffers made sure the warmers, racks of glassware, and plates didn’t bounce around too much.
           Other than the museum staff, you all were the only ones in the building. Tall round tables were set up in corners to hold plates, napkins, and glasses prefilled with drinks. In the middle of wider open spaces were longer tables with the hors d'oeuvres set up. The museum staff thought it might be better, so there were no accidents of staff bumping into anyone or accidently ruining the art by accidently spilling trays.
           Once everything was setup, there was still some time before artists and then guests would arrive. You took the time to look at all of the work. It wasn’t just paintings, but there were also sculptures, drawings, stained glass pieces, and even some creative string creations.
           Immediately you knew when you were in Hyunjin’s section. You recognized his stilllifes and portraits. But Dirty really was a focal point. The size was so much bigger than his others, and then of course all the colors on it. Hyun wasn’t the only one to have nudes included in his art collection, but you wondered if Park would get fussy about it. Gods how you would love it if you or Hyunjin told him how it was the three of your bodies on the canvas, but knowing what an asshole he was and your luck with him thus far, he’d probably make Hyunjin pull the piece.
           The head caterer assigned everyone their spots for the night. You were to be in a corner with drinks. Unfortunately, it was a corner out of sight of Hyunjin’s pieces, so you wouldn’t even get to see him much unless he wandered over to you. You tried to put on your best catering smile, but your heart really wasn’t into it.
           The artists started to come in and stand by their work. You didn’t see Hyunjin and he didn’t come over towards your area. It was difficult not to feel more disappointed.
           Before long, other guests started to come in and fill up the museum. When they came to you, you offered them water, apple juice, or white wine.
           President Park did come in, but he didn’t seem to notice you, thankfully. As much as you’d love to tell him off, you knew you couldn’t at a work event, and seeing him with a smug smirk would make you want to punch him.
           You weren’t trying to glare at him, but he was standing right in your line of vision.
           “They put you in a corner, huh.”
           Caught off guard, you looked up to see Changbin, in a catering uniform.
           Before you could ask what he was doing there, or any other questions, he continued.
           “I know I’m an asshole for what I did to you, Yunho, and Hyunjin.”
           Your mouth fell open as you weren’t expecting to hear that.
           “When I’m wrong, I say I’m wrong. I didn’t understand the situation and I was being a jealous toolbag.” He took a breath. “I’m sorry.”
           You were taken aback. You really weren’t expecting him to say that. After blinking a few times to bring yourself back to the current moment, you looked him in the eye. “I’m sorry, too. I never meant to take your place . . .” There was more you had to say, but Changbin held his hand up.
           “You don’t need to be sorry. I wasn’t the right choice for the routine, and I didn’t understand the situation between the three of you. I do now, and I take responsibility for my actions.”
           It was hard not to smile. “But I had some responsibility in it as well. Please, I do owe you an apology, and it’s long overdue.”
           He matched your grin. “Okay. Apology accepted.” He turned to look behind him then back to you. “Felix can only distract JYP for so long, so you need to hurry and get out of here.”
           Looking past him, you saw Felix talking to President Park. “What?”
           He grinned wider. “Don’t you have a Senior Showcase to perform in?”
           You finally understood. That’s why Changbin was in a catering uniform. He was going to take over for you.
           “I already spoke to the head caterer; you’re good to go.”
           Tilting your head, you couldn’t help but feel like you wanted to hug him.
           “I know, I know. I’m awesome, you’re thankful. Now get out of here before he sees you.”
           Quickly, you reached your arms around his neck for a hug and kissed his cheek. “Thanks, Changbin.”
           “Go,” he ordered.
           Looking at Felix, he glanced at you from the side, then turned himself so Park would also turn and face away from you, so you could make your escape.
           Once outside, you were once again surprised to see Yeji waiting for you in a golf cart. You didn’t have a chance to say anything as she reached in the seat next to her then handed you a white dress.
           “Wooyoung said from the measurements he took of you last time, this should fit. He also said you could wear a bra with it.”
           So much was happening so quickly, you weren’t sure what to do but stare at the dress.
           “There are public bathrooms there,” she pointed. “But hurry up, we gotta go.”
           “Right,” you nodded and went towards where she pointed.
           You were caught off guard. Knowing Yeji told you to hurry, you put on the dress quickly then returned to the golf cart.
           As soon as you were in the seat beside her, Yeji turned toward you with a wicked smirk. “Alright, hold on,” and her foot hit the gas, hard.
           Squeaking, you grabbed onto the side frame of the cart. “What exactly is happening?”
           “We’re going to the Senior Showcase.”
           “Yeah, got that.”
           “And you’re dancing.”
           Motioning to the dress you looked back to her. “Also got that. Does Hyunjin know about it. Or Yunho?”
           “Yeah, it was Yunho’s idea.”
           “What?” Yunho’s idea? That man couldn’t hold a secret to keep his life. Y’all could never properly celebrate holidays or birthdays because he was always too excited when he bought your gifts.
           “Trust me,” Yeji kept her eyes on the path from the museum to the main buildings. “He complained the entire time about not being able to tell you.”
           “And Hyunjin knows?”
           “Yes.”
           Huh. Maybe they were afraid of your sharp tongue not holding when seeing President Park tonight? Or maybe it would have been suspicious had you not taken the catering gig.
           “It’s my fault.”
           You stared at Yeji.
           “I really flipped out on Changbin. Told him he was dense for not seeing that the three of you were actually having a relationship and even denser for not realizing I had feelings for him. That woke him up a bit and we had a long conversation about me and him and Hyunjin.
           “Last night he apologized to Hyunjin as well as Yunho since Yun was still hanging in the auditorium to help out. Bin wanted to apologize to you and commented he wished he could undo it all so y’all could still perform in the showcase, and now here we are.”
           Well that was surprising.
           Yeji glanced at you and saw the shock in your face. “Yeah. He has his moments when he’s not being a dumbass.”
           “Why are we rushing there though? I thought both events were happening the same time?”
           “Nah. The showcase started over an hour ago. That idiot Park just scheduled them for the same night.”
           You didn’t even realize. And catering had taken up a good portion of your night.
           She pulled up to the building where the auditorium was. “Go ahead.”
           “Where do I go?”
           “Just into the auditorium.”
           As soon as you got out of the golf cart, Yeji sped away.
           Now you were nervous. Were you late? Were you going to perform right away?
           The auditorium doors were closed. Slowly and as quietly as possible, you opened the double doors closest to you.
           Yunho and Hyunjin were both on stage, Hyun talking into a mic. “ . . . my senior year, I worked hard to earn my spot to dance here tonight, but somebody told me not to. But I’m gonna do my kind of dancing with two great partners. They’re not only terrific dancers, but people who taught me that there are those willing to stand up for other people, no matter what the cost. People who taught me about the kind of person I want to be.” He gestured to Yunho. “Yunho Jeong,” and somehow, he saw you enter the room and motioned his hand to you, then said your name. A spotlight then beamed onto you.
           A crowd of dance students you recognized came to you and led you to the stage. As you walked up the steps, Hyunjin walked to the side, giving Hongjoong his music selection.
           You were scared to look out at the audience. You’d never had this many people watch you dance before. With your nerves, you only now noticed that two poles were brought out to the stage. Were you going to pole dance with them? You weren’t that good. You’d lost where Yunho went.
           The music started, a song you didn't recognize, and you looked back to Hyunjin. There was nothing but confidence as he walked in your direction. He climbed onto the pole into the Cupid and offered his hand to you.
           Taking it, you sat on his thigh, and knowing you were safe, you didn’t hold onto the pole but onto him. “I’ve missed you.”
           “I’ve missed you, too,” he lifted his leg and the two of you began spinning, eliciting cheers from the audience.
           You couldn’t help but look at him with worry. “What if Park finds out about this?”
           Again, his confidence shone as he smiled. “What’s the worst he can do to me at this point? I’m graduating. At most he’d say I can’t walk at graduation. He can’t take my diploma from me.” He stopped you both from spinning and you felt a poke at your shoulder.
           Yunho was hoisted in a different position on the neighboring pole, offering you his hand to take you from Hyunjin. Hyun helped to pass you over, and you were in a different placement than the Cupid, instead facing Yunho with your thighs resting on his, causing new shouts of enjoyment from the onlookers.
           “Why didn’t you tell me about any of this.”
           He smiled, his arms flexed as he held the two of you on the pole. “It was a very last minute plan.”
           You raised your eyebrow.
           “Baby, you know it killed me keeping this a secret from you, especially because you’ve looked so bummed the last few days.”
           That made you smile. “Yes, I did hear from Yeji there was quite a bit of whining from you.”
           He grinned and kissed your nose. He put his foot down so you once again stopped spinning, and Hyunjin’s arms reached out for you. He was on the floor now and helped you from Yunho’s embrace.
           When you were on the ground he spun you into him. With you facing him he did a long, sensual dance-dip. The crowd ate it up, whistling and cheering more. Hyunjin then turned you around so your back was against him as he lifted your arm around his neck.
           He was starting the dance routine. This wasn’t the music you’d danced to it before, but you trusted him as he taught you how to feel the music.
           When his hand lowered against your arm, you weren’t surprised by any movements and were able to keep up with the routine. Well, that was until he over spun you and suddenly you were in Yunho’s arms.
           You were a little lost in where the dance movements were, but Yunho’s wide smile was contagious and you couldn’t help but smile and follow along to his lead. He did a few unplanned spins and even lifted you while turning which made you laugh. When you knew where you were in the dance, you were once again swapped into Hyunjin’s hold.
           It was getting to the part when he was going to do the deep dip. You were nervous, especially since you’d chickened out at the actual audition, but the conviction in Hyunjin’s eyes filled you with trust and ease.
           He looked at you to confirm you were ready and comfortable for it, and when you nodded he grinned then dropped you, just like you’d practiced dozens of times. It was perfect and exactly how you should’ve done it for the audition.
           More loud praise came from the crowd.
           The song wasn’t finished when Hyunjin lifted you back up. He and Yunho each held one of your hands while looking at you, then glanced at each other with a grin. Suddenly, they let go of you and both jumped off the stage down either side of the aisle. Halfway down the aisle, the two of them turned back to look at you.
           Not really sure what to do with yourself, you swayed to the music, which is when Yeji and Felix joined you on the stage. You couldn’t contain yourself seeing him and hugged Felix. “Thank you for helping with the escape plan.”
           “It’s not all I helped with.”
           You gave him a curious look, but before you could ask further, your focus was back on Hyunjin and Yunho who were now at the back of the auditorium. The boys walked forward, dancing in unison. They each had a group of dancers following behind them doing the same movements. You recognized the original dance Hyunjin had done with Yeji.
           As they approached the stage, dancers helped Hyunjin and Yunho back up. They each greeted Yeji and Felix. Words were exchanged between Felix and Hyunjin but you couldn’t make them out.
           The song was ending, and the boys quickly pulled you to the side and something emerged down from the ceiling. It was Hyunjin’s art piece, Dirty. Felix stole it from the museum!
           You held each of their hands while Yunho pulled you back center stage in front of the piece, which is when the song ended. He and Hyunjin lifted your hands in the air and then pulled them down so the three of you would bow, causing the audience to cheer in an uproar.
           Lifting back up you saw everyone one their feet as they clapped and applauded. The music changed to a party song, which caused more people to join on the stage and the crowd to remain on their feet to dance as well.
           You looked at each of your men. “Did this really just happen?”
           Yunho smiled and nodded. Hyunjin just kept a grin.
           Staring at his painting, you looked back to him. “Why’d you steal Dirty from the museum?”
           “We weren’t allowed to dance because we were deemed dirty, so it seemed fitting.”
           “Dirty dancing,” Yunho beamed.
           You couldn’t help but smile at both of them. “Dirty Dancing; sounds like a good name for a studio.”
           Both grinned with you, and the three of you danced with each other to the music.
One Year Later
           Yunho, Hyunjin, Yeji, and you stood outside as you waited for the unveiling of the sign. The construction crew removed the tarp and the electrician turned it on; Dirty Dancing and Art Studios.
           As luck would have it, both Yeji and Hyunjin had made it into the dance company, and both turned it down. They decided they wanted to put their dance efforts into a studio the helped and inspired others.
           Though he wasn't present for it, several of Hyunjin's art pieces sold at the Art Exhibition and put his name out into the art community. With Hyunjin joining the efforts, it gave you and Yunho an extra income, so you were able to afford a 3-story place. The first floor was for dance, the second for art, and the third was your living space.
           Yeji’s parents helped her with a nearby apartment, so she was close by and could be an instructor at the studio now that her ankle has healed. She was still dating Changbin, and when he graduated at the end of the year, he agreed to help run the place after a while so you, Yunho, and Hyunjin could serve in the peace corps for a bit.
           “Shall we?” Yunho asked.
           The four of you walked into the building. The entrance led to a reception desk with cubbies and lockers for dance students behind it. The rest of the space was the dance studio. One wall was fully mirrored with ballet bars across it. One corner had poles that were moveable so Yeji could instruct her pole dancing classes. Where there was empty wall space, Hyunjin had painted one of you, including Felix and Changbin, then pressed you into the wall in a famous dance position.
           The second floor was the art studio. Hyunjin’s pieces were displayed on the walls, with Dirty being in the center. In the room were several easels, work tables, and even a potter’s wheel. There were several cabinets, just like at his campus studio, filled with paints, clay, and other supplies. And finally, two sinks so the artists could clean their tools.
           “Everything looks great,” Yeji commented.
           “It turned out better than expected,” Yunho agreed.
           You, Yunho, and Hyunjin had been living on the third floor for a few months already while setting up the studios, so it was already comfortable, but now everything was complete.
           The four of you headed back down to the dance studio.
           “We’ll be ready to open next week,” you commented. “I’ve put ads in the local papers about allowing all ages and income brackets. I printed flyers yesterday and figured we could go around with them today.”
           “Good plan, baby.” Yunho kissed the top of your head.
           “But,” Hyunjin had a cheeky smile. “I think we need to christen the place first.”
           Yeji and Yunho smiled in response, but you had your eyebrow raised. “And what does that entail?”
           He grinned wider, and with a remote turned on the stereo, playing Cupid Shuffle.
           You couldn’t help but shake your head. “You want to christen the studio with a line dance?”
           “Not just any line dance,” Hyunjin moved to the music. “It was our first line dance.”
           “It’s not exactly the dirty dancing our sign suggests we do here.”
           “Oh,” Yunho smirked. “I’m sure we can make it dirty.”
           You shook your head but smiled with them. Standing in a line with the three of them, you looked to them all. “Alright, let’s go!”
The End
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daebakinc · 5 months ago
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Bless! Cuz same! Happy reading!
are there ANY kard x reader fans out here. anyone.?
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daebakinc · 6 months ago
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Dirty, Dirty Dancing Pt. 11 (M)
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A Dirty Dancing AU
Pairing: Yunho X Female Reader X Hyunjin (polyamorous relationship)
Word Count: 4.5K
Warning: MMF threesome (It may again be too spicy for some to handle)
Synopsis: The college campus where boyfriend, Yunho, is a visiting dance instructor seems like every other university you’ve visited until a secret party reveals it’s anything but. After a drunken mishap, promising dance student, Hyunjin, is left without a dance partner. Enlisted in helping him before a big audition, you begin to catch feelings for him. Can you help him and maintain a relationship with your boyfriend?
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~Admin V
          “Ready?” Hyunjin asked.
           Yunho looked him in the eye as he exhaled then nodded his head. “Yes. I’m ready.”
           Squeezing Yunho’s hand to show your support, you watched as Hyunjin crawled on the bed and lifted Yun’s legs so they were bent.
           Hyunjin hooked his arm under one, lifting it and giving him more access to the entrance. With his other, he placed his tip at Yunho’s hole, pausing to look at him.
           Yunho just nodded. Both men gasped loudly as Hyunjin pressed in slowly. He kept himself in an upright position and gripped the mattress once he entered.
           Fingers still laced with his, you used your free hand to rub Yunho’s arm to reassure him that he was okay and this was a safe place.
           “I’m okay,” he breathed. “Are you okay?” he looked at Hyunjin.
           Hyunjin was a little shaky in his breathing. “You’re just tighter than I was anticipating.” He and Yun let out an awkward chuckle.
           Continuing at a slow pace, Hyunjin kept pushing in, grabbing Yunho and the mattress firmly.
           There was another inhale from Yunho and his eyes closed. You assumed Hyunjin had touched the g-spot.
           “How do you feel?” you squeezed his hand.
           “It’s good,” Yunho breathed. “It’s full.”
           There was a grunt from Hyunjin. “I’m in all the way. Do you want me to pull out just as slow and back in at this pace? Or do you wanna try to speed up?”
           “I think the slow pace a few more times, then gradually speed up.”
           Nodding, Hyunjin pulled his hips back, causing Yunho to cry out a bit. Hyun went just as slow as he pushed back in, Yunho moaning when the younger rubbed against his prostate.
           “You’re taking him so well,” you whispered in Yunho’s ear, which made him shudder. “You’re being so good, king.”
           “Baby,” he groaned. Your words were helping with his arousal.
           Watching the two men also helped with your arousal. Hyunjin carefully rolled his hips slowly, making sure Yunho was comfortable with the action as he slowly pumped in and out.
           “I’m ready to speed up a little,” he looked at Hyunjin.
           “You’re sure?”
           Yunho nodded, so Hyunjin secured his grasp on Yunho’s leg. He pulled almost all the way out at the slow pace, then as he gyrated in, he was a little faster, his hips moving in a lazy rhythm with him groaning to the sensation.
           Moaning in pleasure, Yunho jerked each time his prostate was stimulated. After a particularly loud whimper, you looked down at Yunho and noticed the clear liquid of precum seeping from his penis.
           You turned to whisper in his ear. “Is Hyunjin making you feel good?”
           He answered with a quivering nod. “Yes.”
           “Are you going to be good and cum for him?”
           He cried out as Hyunjin thrusted in. “Yes. Yes. I wanna cum.”
           Brushing his sweat-soaked hair from his forehead, you then gazed at Hyunjin, who was also glistening in sweat. “Hyun, can you go faster and try to focus on his prostate?”
           With a nod of confirmation, Hyunjin pumped faster, both men groaning loudly in bliss. Yunho squeezed your hand tighter. You noticed him grabbing at the mattress.
           “Hyunjin,” your voice was calm as you focused on Yunho. “Go faster, and don’t stop. He’s almost there.”
           There was a loud grunt from Hyunjin, then both men getting louder as he complied.
           “Fuck,” Yunho arched from the bed. “Fuck, fuck,” he moaned louder.
           As Yunho pressed back into the mattress, Hyunjin stopped thrusting. The two of you watched Yunho jolt with the first spurt of ejaculation. He groaned loudly and spasmed with the second and third spurts. “Fuck,” he sighed again, trembling from his climax and gripping the bed.
           You brought his hand your mouth to kiss it. He let out a quiet moan, his chest still moving up and down deeply to catch his breath.
           “Yunho,” Hyunjin’s voice was unsteady. “I’m pulling out, okay?”
           His eyes were closed, and body still vibrating. “Yeah.”
           They both let out a whimper as Hyunjin removed himself from Yunho. Hyun carefully got off the bed and went into the bathroom. Yunho gripped your hand more, still lost in euphoria.
           You leaned over to kiss his cheek. “How was it?”
           Eyes still closed, he smiled. “I now understand Hyunjin’s reaction to San last night. It really was the most intense orgasm.”
           “Good,” You kissed his cheek once more.
           He giggled a little as he turned his head towards you. “It does feel a little strange though.”
           “I’m sure it’s something that will take a little time to get used to.” You looked him over, his ejaculate gleaming on his tummy. “Let me get a wash cloth to clean you up.”
           “I can do it.” Hyunjin was out of the bathroom. The condom was gone, but he was still hard.
           “You worked hard. You can relax while I do it.”
           He waved his hand at you, heading back to the bathroom. “I’m already up, might as well.”
           Shifting to your side, you leaned on your elbow as you looked at Yunho. “So, you’re willing to try this again?”
           “Yes,” Yunho grinned.
           “And next time there can also be some penis play?”
           The grin was still there, but he glared at you. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
           Hyunjin chuckled as he emerged with a warm wash cloth. “We won’t kill you. Just make you forget your name and how to walk.” He started to clean Yunho.
           As Yunho softly inhaled while sensitive places were being cleaned, you brushed his hair with your fingers. “Besides, dying from orgasm sounds like a pretty great way to go.”
           All three of you laughed to that.
           Hyunjin was at Yunho’s stomach to wipe up the cum. A smirk appeared on Yunho’s face. “Speaking of orgasm, you two still need to.”
           Hyunjin paused his cleaning and together you looked at Yunho.
           Yunho’s smirk turned into a smile. “I wouldn’t deprive either of you of getting off, especially when,” he gestured to Hyunjin’s erection, “he still wants to play,” and focused on you, “and I’m sure your earlier activities with Hyun and the dirty talk have you more than ready.”
           “What do you propose?” You watched Yunho.
           “You stay on your back, Hyunjin mounts you, and I stay here, partaking in any way I please,” Yunho grinned.
           Shaking your head, you couldn’t help but smile at Yunho. Of course he still wanted to play. Looking to Hyunjin, he didn’t seem so sure.
           He bit his lip, looking a little shy. “I’m just not sure I can last very long after. . .” he motioned to Yunho.
           Excited, Yunho sat up. “That’s okay. I can get her to your level while you get another condom ready.”
           You gave Hyunjin a sympathetic look. “If you don’t want to, it’s alright.”
           A wicked smile appeared on his face. “Well, I do like orgasming. And we’ve been deprived of hearing your moans and screams.”
           “Can’t have that,” Yunho agreed.
           Hyunjin went for another condom and Yunho began undressing you, removing your shirt and bra. Laying on his side, his mouth went over the shell of your ear, nibbling on the lobe then sticking his tongue in your ear, which made you squirm. His hand then snaked under your pants and undies, his fingers reaching between your folds to rub up and down against your clitoris.
           You felt Yunho smiling against you as a loud, breathy moan left your lips. He still worked on your ear as his fingers stroked you in a firm, quick motion.
           Now ready for his second round, Hyunjin lifted your pants and undergarments from you. “Open your legs for me,” he commanded. When you did, his wicked grin was back. “She’s so wet for us, Yunho.”
           Leaving your ear, Yunho looked to him, then you. “Yeah she is.” He kept his focus on your face and Hyunjin crawled over you.
           Hyun looked in your eyes as he pressed into you, both you and him groaning in rapture. Your hand quickly grabbed onto his shoulder blades.
           Yunho changed the motion of his fingers on your bud from up and down to circles, causing you to cry out. “What do you want, baby?”
           Feeling so good from both men, you needed a moment to think. You turned your head to Yunho. “I want your mouth on my neck.” You then looked at Hyunjin. “I want you to focus on the breast you didn’t get to touch earlier, and to kiss me.”
           Yunho immediately obliged. Hyunjin gave a little smirk, cupping you as requested, then leaned down to kiss you. His hips rolled in a steady rhythm as his thumb found your nipple and tongue entered your mouth.
           With Yunho leaving sloppy kisses on your neck and stimulating your clit, and Hyunjin thrusting into you while focusing on your breast, you understood earlier when Yunho said having everything aroused at once would kill him. You were already on the precipice of climax. You were dizzy with Hyunjin’s scent and taste, wanting to focus on the soft velvet of his tongue, but then Yunho had your head spinning as he started sucking on your neck and continued working your sensitive bud. Hyunjin pressed roughly against your nipple as he gyrated into you, catching your g-spot.
           You couldn’t help it as your nails dug in slightly to his skin, causing him to growl.
           Switching the direction of his circling fingers, Yunho caused a particularly loud mewl to escape you into Hyunjin’s mouth. They both had you as desperate as Yunho was earlier.
           Chuckling, Yunho brought his mouth back to your ear. “I need you to trust me.”
           You pushed back from Hyunjin’s kiss. “I trust you.” Your voice came out as a loud screech.
           His hand left from between your legs. You weren’t sure what he was doing, but you heard a grunt from Hyunjin, and then he thrusted sharply into you, making you both cry out.
           “You’re both so close for me,” Yunho was calm as he spoke. “You can both cum together at the same time.”
           Hyunjin yelped as Yunho continued his ministrations, causing another rough pump into you.
           “Yunho,” you whined. “Please put your hand back on me.”
           Chuckling, he did as asked, and though he was no longer touching Hyunjin, the younger man was getting a little messy as his rolled his hips into you.
           You cried out as Yunho circled your clit faster than he was before.
           “I’m going to count down,” you could hear the smile in Yunho’s voice. “And when I get to one, you’re both going to finish for me.”
           Hyunjin and you could only answer in moans and sounds of pleasure.
           “Ten.”
           You and Hyunjin both moaned loudly. The countdown only increased the desire to orgasm.
           “Nine.”
           You squeezed around Hyunjin, making him groan thunderously. The feeling of endorphins rushing through your body spread to your toes. “Yunho, please, I can’t last the countdown.” One of your hands tangled into Hyunjin’s hair, holding on tightly.
           “You’re not cumming until I tell you to.”
           A whimper came from you as well as Hyunjin.
           “Eight.”
           Hyunjin was losing his control. He took his hand from your chest and grabbed the mattress, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he rolled his hips, harder, faster.
           “Seven.”
           Yunho rubbing your clit the way he was had your legs shaking uncontrollably. You screamed out his name, then Hyunjin’s as the younger pumped harshly against your g-spot.
           “Six.”
           “Fuck,” Hyunjin moaned. He lifted from you. “Please, Yunho. I can’t make it to the end of the countdown.”
           His chuckle was evil. Yunho took his hand off you, and you heard it slap against Hyunjin’s ass, causing him to thrust into you. Yun would control the movement.
           “Five.”
           It was again rough and fast, and the two of you got louder in your passionate outcries.
           “Four.”
           The moans and grunts were louder still.
           “Three.”
           Hyunjin was shaking above you, his sweat mixing with your own.
           “Two.”
           Your walls tightened around him and Hyunjin whimpered. Muttering curses.
           You both waited for Yunho to say “one” but he didn’t.
           Turning your attention to him, you both moaned and cried out his name, begging him for release.
           An unholy eruption of laughter came from Yunho. “Okay. Cum for me, babes. Cum for me now.”
           The screams from the two of you were sure to be heard from the outside. Both of you shook frantically as you finally reached your pinnacle. Hyunjin collapsed on you as you still felt yourself cumming, your orgasm still making its way through your fingers and toes. Your grip on Hyunjin loosened, and your arms just rested on him.
           Neither of you could speak, still quaking. There was no doubt that Yunho helped the two of you to reach the same level of euphoria he had achieved.
           Turning your head, you saw the wide, Ginchy smirk on his face.
           “You came just as hard as we did!” you accused him. “You can’t be all proud like this.”
           He smiled. “Oh, but I just made you both cum as hard, for me, at the same time.”
           Hyunjin finally had some energy to roll off you. He pouted at Yunho. “You’re just lucky we can’t return the favor at this moment. But just you wait. There will definitely be payback.”
           “I look forward to it.” Yunho’s prideful grin also made you smile. “So, my turn to clean you two up, huh.” He brushed hair from your forehead and leaned down for a chaste kiss. He then reached over you to kiss Hyunjin as well. He gave you one more quick kiss on the nose, then got off the bed to get a washcloth.
           Laying there, you just stared after him. Hyunjin’s fingers brushed your hair behind your ear, so you rolled slightly to face him. “Hey,” you grinned.
           He grinned back. “Hey.” He reached to also give you a chaste kiss.
           You’d never seen the expression on his face before and felt a little worried. “Are you alright?”
           He nodded, his grin still slightly there. “I don’t think I thanked you.”
           “Thanked me?”
           He nodded.
           You were confused. “For the earth-shattering orgasm?”
           Yunho came out of the bathroom at that moment, chuckling as he brought the warm wash cloth to Hyunjin first.
           Hyun gasped as Yun removed the condom and wiped him down, but he still looked at you. “I didn’t know I was missing you from my life.” He turned to Yunho. “Both of you.” He faced you again. “You were brave enough to fight for us both. It feels whole, having you both like this,”
           “Complete,” Yunho nodded in agreement. “I should thank you, too, baby.”
           You didn’t know what to do with both men looking at you so lovingly, but you felt it, too. Your world was perfectly full now.
           Hyunjin reached to kiss your cheek.
           Yunho had finished cleaning the younger then looked you over. “Baby, a washcloth will be useless on you. You need a bath.”
           “If you can carry me to it.”
           “Sure,” he smiled. “I’ll start the water.” He went back into the bathroom.
           “It is just a bath,” you yelled after him. “I cannot handle a round two!”
           “Yes, ma’am,” he sounded amused from the other room.
           After cleanup, the three of you spent the evening in the cabin, ordering food and enjoying each other’s company before all cuddling up in bed together and passing out.
           The next morning, you were woken up by two phones making buzzing sounds. Snuggled between Yunho and Hyunjin, you asked if they could get them.
           Picking up one of the phones, Yunho rolled to his back. “It’s mine.” He scrolled through it for a bit. “It’s an email from President Park. He wants to have a meeting in his office at 9:00.”
           “Why?” you rubbed at your eyes. Park made it plenty clear he didn’t care about Yunho or the dance department.
           That caused Hyunjin to pick up his phone. After looking at it, he jolted up in bed. “I got the same email.”
           Shit. Why would he want to see both of them?
           Yunho remained optimistic. “Maybe the dance company informed him about your acceptance. He is the head of the school after all.”
           Hyunjin didn’t look convinced but nodded his head as he looked down at the screen.
           You decided to get dressed and walk with them to his office. If it was exciting news, you wanted to be ready to celebrate with them both.
           Yunho had his usual upbeat bounce as he walked. He even had his signature closed smile. Hyunjin, however, looked worried, and that made you worried.
           There was a bench across from the office door in which you planned to wait at while they had their meeting.
           Still looking calm, Yunho leaned to kiss your cheek. Hyunjin still looked nervous, so you gave him an encouraging hand squeeze. He gave you a small smile in return then looked to Yunho. After knocking on the door, they both went into the room, closing the door behind them.
           You sat on the bench trying to stay hopeful.
           With the building being so old, the walls and door were nice and thick so you couldn’t hear much of what was happening inside.
           There were many different flags standing on poles on both sides of the halls. They were of other countries, so you guessed it represented the countries of all students who went to the school. A security office was down at one end of the hall with a student lounge across from it and main entrance which the three of you came in from. At the other end was the admissions office and then it led into a dormitory.
           That’s when you saw Changbin walking from the dorms your way. He was avoiding eye contact with you, but you wanted to talk to him. Despite how everything panned out the day before, you still wanted to apologize to him. You hadn’t realized how hurt he was from taking his spot or that it stirred up old wounds.
           He walked past you, still ignoring you. You were about to say something to him when the President’s office door slammed open.
           Hyunjin stormed out right by you and headed towards the dorms.
           “Hyunjin?” you called after. You felt Yunho’s hand in yours and looked up to him. His cheery smile was gone.
           Before you could ask what was wrong, President Park stood in the doorway. “And as for you, missy, you’re just lucky the food company is not owned by the school, or I’d have you fired, too. And make no mistake, if I do see you on this campus for anything other than food related services, I will have security escort you out for trespassing.”
           Your mouth fell open. You didn’t have a chance to respond, as he went back into his office and closed the door in your faces.
           Fired, too?
           “What happened?” Your voice was soft.
           Yunho held both your hands tightly. “Someone told Park about the three of us sleeping together.”
           Your eyebrows drew together. “So, that’s not his business.”
           Sighing, Yunho rubbed his thumbs on the back of your hands. “Well, since I’m a teacher, he deemed it his business and fired me for inappropriate relations with a student.”
           “No,” you whispered.
           Yunho didn’t give a grin to try to lighten the mood, which meant there was worse news. Looking down, he exhaled. “Because you’re my partner, he believed we manipulated Hyunjin into picking you as his dance partner, and that because I’m an expert dancer, you might also be, which gave him an unfair advantage at his audition.”
           You shook your head, feeling angry now. Of course that was a lie. Looking away from Yunho, you noticed Changbin down at the other end of the hall. He saw you and his face turned red. He scurried out of sight.
           Did he tattle to Park?
           “So,” Yunho continued, “Park called the dance company to inform them that Hyunjin may have been cheating.”
           Your heart sank into your stomach. “That’s not true!”
           “We don’t know what was said, or if the company even believes him, but with that kind of accusation, they’d have to investigate it, so it does risk his place in the company.”
           Tears welled in your eyes. Hyunjin worked so hard. He earned his spot in that company if they were going to give it to him. Park really was a heartless piece of shit.
           Yunho sighing brought you back to focus. Fuck. He wasn’t done. “Because the routine he was going to do for the Senior Showcase was the one he and I created, and you his partner, he’s no longer allowed to participate in the showcase.”
           Now you were fucking pissed. This was bullshit. You were at a loss of words. So much of this was just ridiculous.
           “And the last thing. If I want to get paid for any of my time this week, we have to leave the housing in the next hour.”
           The fuck? “What?” Again, you didn’t know where to start with words. “What if I have a catering gig or they call for dining hall help?”
           “We’ll find a cheap motel nearby. I still want to go to the showcase. Even if I can’t help them anymore, I still want to support them.”
           “Yeah,” you nodded. “Of course.” You brought your hand to your forehead. “Do you have to tell Christopher and Seonghwa?”
           Running his fingers through his hair, you knew he was just as frustrated as you were. “Yeah.”
           There was a lot you both had to do, and an hour wasn’t a lot of time to do it all.
           “I did it for nothing.”
           “What,” Yunho looked at you.
           “I hurt Changbin. You lost your job. Hyunjin lost his company position. I did it for nothing!”
           Yunho lifted your chin. “No one has ever helped Hyunjin like that before. You know what kind of life brought him to dance. You remember how icy he was and untrusting. You changed that. Look at this new relationship we have because of you. That’s not nothing.”
           Tears streamed down your eyes. “We have to leave him, Yunho. Park is physically making us leave him.”
           He pulled you into a hug and rubbed your back. “We’ll figure this out, baby.”
           You wanted to be comforted in Yunho's embrace longer, but time was not on your side. He decided to head down to the dance department to explain the situation and how he was no longer available physically but would be there in spirit for the department.
           You called Yeji to let her know the situation. She also believed Changbin had something to do with it and was ready to lay his ass out. After the phone call, you wanted to find Hyunjin. If you had to leave, you needed to see him before you had to go.
           His art studio was empty. You weren’t sure he’d head back to the dorms, though you did recall him heading that way. Would he be looking for a fight with Changbin? You couldn’t picture him going to the dance studio. And Yunho would see him and let you know if he was there.
           You just felt lost. So much had spun out of control in a matter of seconds. And you didn’t have time if you needed to be off campus so Yunho could still get paid.
           Deciding it would be better to start packing up, you headed back to the housing accommodations.
           You were startled to see Hyunjin in the living area. He stood upon seeing you and you immediately ran into his arms. The crying couldn’t be helped as you pressed your face into his chest.
           His fingers combed through your hair. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”
           Backing away, you looked at him, tears still in your eyes. “How can you be okay?”
           Sighing, he held your face in his hands. “Because I still have you and I have Yunho.”
           That made you cry harder. “But you don’t. He’s kicking us off campus. Park even threatened me that if he saw me around for anything other than catering, he’d call security on me.”
           His jaw twitched hearing you were threatened, but he quickly went back to being calm, wiping your tears with his thumbs. “But I know Yunho will find some place to be close by. I know you both aren’t kicking me out of your lives. So, I miss the Showcase. It’s one dance. It doesn’t define me. Plus, now I can go to the art exhibition.”
           You sniffled and wiped at your face. “But the audition? What if he fucked it all up for you?”
           Hyunjin smiled. “Admittedly, when I stormed out of his office, that was why. I was pissed if he fucked that up for me, especially after how hard we worked. But then I thought about it. His reputation for hating the dance community is notorious, so I seriously doubt they’d take anything he said seriously.”
           “Right,” you nodded. That had to be true.
           He lifted your chin so you’d look in his eyes. “Plus, we rocked the hell out of that routine. They wouldn’t just blow it off because of his word.”
           You couldn’t help but smile then and hugged him.
           The door opened, and Yunho sighed in relief. He walked towards the both of you and wrapped his arms around you.
           “We’re gonna be okay,” Hyunjin said.
           “Yes, we are,” Yunho agreed.
           “I just hate this,” you mumbled into someone’s shirt.
           Both men chuckled and petted at your hair and back.
           Yunho sighed. “We have to finish packing up and get off campus.”
           Hyunjin nodded, and though you were still crying, you went back to gathering up all of your items.
           It didn’t take long with three of you packing up, and you all made sure you had everything from every drawer and corner.
           Before long you were all in the parking lot. Yunho was finishing putting the bags in the car and making sure everything was secure.
           You stood awkwardly, not sure what to say to Hyunjin. “I can’t imagine not being here with you.” You sighed in annoyance. "We never even got a chance to talk about what would happen after your graduation."
           “Well, I guess now I really will have more time to study for my finals and finish all my papers.”
           That made you laugh. “Yeah. Maybe that’s a good thing.”
           "We still have time to figure out the rest. This isn't the end."
           "Yeah." You looked at him and grinned. “I guess we surprised everybody.”
           “I guess we did.” He went back to lifting your chin. “I’ll never be sorry.”
           “Neither will I.”
           “Never,” Yunho agreed. “It’s the three of us now.” He pulled you all in for one final hug. He exhaled when letting go. “We gotta go, baby.” He grabbed Hyunjin’s shoulder and nodded a goodbye.
           Hyunjin pulled your face to his, giving you a soft, chaste kiss. “I’ll see ya.” He backed away.
           As you and Yunho got in the car, you watched Hyunjin as he watched the two of you drive away.
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daebakinc · 6 months ago
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WHY DID I JUST HAVE TO READ THE WORD MANSPREADING AND IT WAS INTENDED TO BE SEXY?
WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
WHY CAN'T YOU YOUNGER GENERATION WRITERS FUCKING NOT WATCH CRAPPY PORN OR USE SHITTY/CREEPY MEME SLANG TO WRITE? WHY?
MANSPREADING
EW!
EW!
EW!
AND YOU KNOW WHAT i'M REALLY SICK OF? IF YOU'RE WRITING THE GENRE OF*** SMUT*** YOU DON'T NEED TO HAVE A FUCKING TRIGGER WARNING OF EVERY SINGLE EXPLICIT SEXUAL ACT THAT WILL HAPPEN. SMUT IMPLIES THAT SEX WILL BE HAPPENING! LET IT BE A SURPRISE TO THE READER!
I'M SO TIRED OF SCROLLING DOWN MY DASH AND HAVING A FIC POPUP BECAUSE IT HAS A KPOP TAG, AND THEN HAVING TO FUCKING READ: Smut. Trigger Warning : manspreading and creampie
FUCKING EW!
STOP IT! STOP!
I hate you all
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daebakinc · 6 months ago
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I want to write a book called “your character dies in the woods” that details all the pitfalls and dangers of being out on the road & in the wild for people without outdoors/wilderness experience bc I cannot keep reading narratives brush over life threatening conditions like nothing is happening.
I just read a book by one of my favorite authors whose plots are essentially airtight, but the MC was walking on a country road on a cold winter night and she was knocked down and fell into a drainage ditch covered in ice, broke through and got covered in icy mud and water.
Then she had a “miserable” 3 more miles to walk to the inn.
Babes she would not MAKE it to that inn.
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daebakinc · 7 months ago
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