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LONGING FOR YOU.

You were Hongjoong’s new personal assistant and it was really hard to get along with him. His behaviour was cold and he always brought up every mistake you made, but when he found that you have a child he suddenly changed his behaviour towards you... Overtime you became friends and he was like a father figure to your son. But one night has changed your whole relationship and your desires floated to the surface.

PAIRINGS: softdom!kimhongjoong x fem!reader

GENRE: ceo x personal assistant, smut, strangers to friends to lovers

TAGS: 18+, unprotected sex (don’t!), p in v, teasing, pet names (good girl, momma, honey…), swearing, dirty talk, alcohol, cum swallowing, slight choking, little age gap (Hongjoong is around 28 and reader 24!), alcohol, blow job (f receiving), breeding kink (lmao Hongjoong is wild for that.), mention of parent issues and custody, not proof read!!, lmk if I missed anything

WC: 14k

A/N: Hi!!! :) so I had this one shot with Hongjoong in my mind since forever.. so here I am.

!reminder English is not my first language!

With quick steps you walked along the sidewalk, your lips slightly parted, your breathing irregular and heavy. The winter breeze blew and you wrapped your scarf around your neck even closer. People around you were in hurry and so were you. You raised your hand and looked at your watch, which showed 7:55AM. You had five minutes to get to the building that was right in front of you. At that moment, someone bumped into you, or rather you bumped into someone. The coffee that the person was holding in his hand immediately spilled on your coat.

“Watch where are you going, asshole.” You stopped and looked up from your coat. A man stood in front of you, a scarf around his neck and a surprised expression on his face. He was wearing a long black coat, which gave him charisma. You shook your head at that, but when the man was about to say something, you immediately turned around and started walking away, disappearing from his sight.

A small sigh escaped your lips, you were stressed. This day didn't start out the best. You got up late, so you didn't have much time to properly prepare for the job interview. Even now, the man spilled coffee on you, which it was now spilled on your freshly washed coat. This day couldn't have started any worse.

You entered the building with a firm step, immediately warm breeze hugging your body. Your eyes scanned the hallway, looking for the receptionist and when your eyes fell on a nice woman who was wearing a smile, you approached her.

“Good morning.” With a nice smile you let out. “I came for the interview to Mr. Kim…” The woman gave you a little smile.

“5th floor, right down the hall.” Her words were brief because she knew you were probably going to be late and you didn't hesitate for a second. You immediately turned on your heel and stepped into the elevator. Your hands were sweating profusely and your blood pressure was rising, you were stressed. You looked at yourself in the mirror in the elevator and took off your coat, which had a small coffee stain on it, with a small sigh. You fixed your hair, which was little messy from the strong, unpleasant wind, and when the elevator rang, saying you were on the 5th floor, you sighed nervously.

This is after 5 years of going for an interview. You were actually quite surprised that you heard so suddenly, since it was from one of the companies that were really good. But you didn't resist, you were actually glad for it. You looked around the hallway with your eyes and directed your steps to where the woman told you. When you came into contact with another woman who was sitting at a computer and writing something there, you approached her with a nervous voice.

“Excuse me, I am here for the job interview.” The woman from the computer redirected her gaze to you and looked you up and down. But then she suddenly stood up from her chair and walked to the white door, which she opened.

“Wait for him here. He should arrive in a while.” She announced to you with an annoyed voice and you nodded at her words, at first you hesitated, but then you entered his office. The woman slammed the door behind you, which made you flinch a little, but then you started to look around the room. Everything was perfectly tidy, in front of you was a white table, on which only a few pens and a few papers were placed. Right behind that table were large windows that allowed you to see the city.

You bit the inside of your cheek and walked over to the leather couch and sat down. You placed your purse on your thighs and squeezed it tightly, hoping to calm down a little. But the nervousness in you was rising more and more when the room was quiet. You would have liked to get up and leave now, but then the door opened and you immediately stood up and turned around.

“Sorry I’m late but someone-” When the man in front of him saw you, he stopped talking. Your jaw almost fell when you saw the man standing in front of you who spilled coffee on you. “spilled my coffee.” He finished and you swallowed loudly and put your lips in a thin line, feeling stupid. But when you realized that you had called him an asshole, you knew it was all over. You didn’t even bother to sit down again, you just picked up your purse but his words stopped you.

“Sit down.” He pointed to the chair you were sitting on earlier and you were surprised by his reaction, but you sat down. A small, tired sigh escaped his lips and he walked over to his desk, he took off his coat and hung it on a chair and then sat down across from you. He took a deep breath and rested his head on his arm and looked at you with an expression you couldn't read. For a moment he looked at you as if he was thinking, but then he straightened his body and started rummaging through the papers.

Your eyes scanned the room nervously but then you looked at him. Only now you noticed how really handsome and young he was. He looked five years older than you, his black hair was neat, and his eyes were fixed on the papers, you saw how his chest slowly rose with each breath. The sun was hitting his soft skin and the outlines of his figure were a little more visible, his lips were in a thin line and he looked concentrated. Then he suddenly looked up from the papers at you. “So… miss y/n.” He let out a breath and you swallowed, expecting a lot of questions from him.

“It says that you speak…” He took the paper in his hand and his eyes ran through all the necessary information again. “3 languages?” He then looked up at you and looked at your face. You nodded your head at his question.

“Yeah, I speak English, Spanish and German.” If he was telling the truth, he was quite surprised and so he nodded at that. When there was silence between you, you bit your lip nervously and looked down at your hands, which were sweating profusely.

“I am sorry about spilling your coffee.” You said and swallowed loudly, he just raised an eyebrow at your words. “and for calling you an asshole, sir.” When you finished, you cleared your throat and he chuckled a little at your words.

“Tomorrow, 7AM. Don’t be late.” He let out a breath and you looked up at him, surprised. You really didn’t expect this, you expected him to not take it easy and not for him to accept you right away without any more complicated questions.

“I-I won’t! Thank you, sir.” You suddenly stood up and immediately bowed your head in a sign of gratitude and respect, but he didn’t say anything. You turned around with a smile on your face, and before you left his office you looked at him and bowed your head again.

When you left his office, a small sigh escaped his lips and he leaned his body deeper into the chair. He rubbed his forehead with the pads of his fingers and looked at the papers again. You were young and quite experienced, the fact that you spoke 3 languages was a bonus for him, since you were applying for the position of his assistant.

“So when are you starting?” Your friend asked, leaning against the dining table while you took off your coat.

“Tomorrow., 7AM.” You answered her with a small nervous sigh and her eyes widened. She had no idea it would be so soon.

“Tomorrow?” She repeated to make sure she heard correctly, and when you nodded at her question, her lips pressed into a thin line.

“I don’t know who will take care of Eun…” Your friend’s gaze shifted to the little boy who was playing on the carpet, but he became attentive when he heard your words.

“I will take care of him.” Your friend offered and you gave her a sweet smile. You were really glad that she was so willing to help you, but sometimes you felt bad. You didn’t want to take advantage of her like that, but it was quite difficult since it was just you and Eun. No one else. His father, sometimes took him on weekends, but he had a different life and he wasn’t really interested in Eun, but whenever you needed financial help, he helped you. At that, Eun immediately ran after you and grabbed your hand tightly.

“Are you leaving again tomorrow?” He said in a sad, soft voice and you gave your friend a look but then you looked at him. You bent down to his level and gently stroked his cheek and gave him a smile.

“Yeah, mommy needs to go to work, honey.” You explained to him sweetly and he immediately hung around your neck. Eun was truly everything you had, even though you were practically alone with him, you would give your life for him. “Auntie Annie will take care of you when I will be at work.” He pulled away from the hug and looked at your friend Annie, who was smiling from ear to ear. Annie gently stroked his hair and Eun looked at her with a huge smile, but then he went back to playing with his toys.

A sigh escaped your lips and you hung your coat on a chair and then sat down. Annie saw that you were stressed and so she took your hand and squeezed it gently. You were glad that she was really there for you.

“I feel embarrassed.” You confessed to Annie and she raised her eyebrows at your words, not understanding where you were going with that. “I bumped into someone this morning and his coffee spilled on my coat, but that wasn’t the worst part.” You took a deep breath and continued. “I called that guy an asshole, but then I figured out that he is my new boss.” You described the whole situation to her and at first Annie couldn't believe what you were saying, but when she saw your serious and scared expression, she laughed.

“Well, nothing new from someone like you, y/n.” She said with a laugh and you immediately slapped her on the shoulder.

“It’s not funny, Annie and besides he looks so young! It feels weird.” When you remembered how young he looked, you furrowed your eyebrows. Many people said that the owner of Ateez was incredibly young, but that he was like this… You really didn’t expect that.

“Is he handsome?” Annie leaned her head closer to you and looked at you with a smile. He really was. He was really very charming, his face was symmetrical and he was, he was handsome he even looked like he was ripped out of some k-pop idol catalog. “So he is!” Annie declared when she noticed how you were frozen by her question and didn’t know what to say. You glared at her, but then you both burst into laughter again.

Weeks have passed since your first day and even though you tried your best, your boss Hongjoong always found a mistake that he blamed you for. He didn’t raise his voice, but his words were sharp. He never thanked you for anything, he always just watched you with that stupid serious look of his. To be honest, it was hard to concentrate and act natural when he was only a little older than you, and when he was so handsome... You always pushed those thoughts aside and tried to act normal.

It got worse every single day, and you couldn’t handle it anymore. You were constantly working, solving problems with Eun’s father, trying to find a balance between work and normal life, but it was too hard and almost impossible, since you were constantly working. Today was no different, it was quite late and it was just you and him in the office. But today you really had enough and you snapped.

“This formatting is a mess. Fix it.” He said sharply and gave you back the papers you gave him.

“You could say please, you know.” You glared at him and he looked at you and blinked, he was surprised. But you didn’t stop and continued on. “I do my job. I stay late. I don’t complain. The least you could do is treat me like a human being.” He thought about your words and something changed in his expression. Something deeper.

“Come to my office.” You hesitated for a moment, then followed him into his office. Even though you were probably alone on this floor, he called you into his office. Inside, he leaned against his desk and looked at you as if trying to figure you out.

“I’m not good at people.” His words shocked you, but you let him continue. “I expect perfection because that’s the only thing that ever kept my life from falling apart.” He admitted and looked at you, searching for something in you that would give him a hint that you understood.

“That’s not an excuse.” You replied.

“No,” he swallowed loudly, as if he realized it. “It’s an explanation.” You nodded at his words, and then a sigh escaped your lips. He didn't even understand why he told you all this, but he was starting to feel really stupid for putting so much pressure on you. He was really used to it because he needed everything to be perfect, just the way it should be.

“You should go home, It’s late.” He broke the silence between you and without further hesitation you left his office, grabbed your things and got out of the building. You needed to go home, lie down on the couch and relax a bit. You were glad that it was finally the weekend, because at least then you had some time off and could spend more time with Eun.

When you got home, Eun was already asleep when you went to look in his room. His favorite stuffed animal cuddled up to his chest, you leaned over and left a gentle kiss on his forehead. As you left his room, you looked at him one last time and directed your steps to the kitchen, where your friend was sitting.

“Sleeping?” She asked quietly and you nodded at her question and sat down on the chair next to her, but your gaze then fell on the bottle of wine and two glasses that were placed right next to the bottle.

“What’s this for?” You gave her a confused look and she immediately reached for the bottle of wine and opened it.

“Well, I thought you should relax a little so…” As she spoke, she poured wine into both of your glasses and you laughed at her gesture.

“Thank you, Annie.” You didn’t even know how to thank her. She always took care of Eun as if he were her own and was always there for you in difficult times. You and Annie had known each other since high school, and she was your only friend. I mean, you had a lot of friends but she stuck by you despite it all. “I don’t even know how should I thank you for all of this.” You finished with a nervous sigh.

“Don’t thank me y/n, drink.” Annie gave you a smile and handed you a glass of wine, which you smiled at. You took the glass in your hand and together with Annie you made a small toast. Then you both drank and the taste of alcohol passed through your throat. You didn’t drink very often, but today you needed it. You were exhausted and Annie could see it in you a lot. Work was draining you more and more, and maybe that’s why you got so drunk today. You and Annie drank a whole bottle of wine and talked, reminiscing about old times and laughing at various silly things.

“So, tell me about that handsome boss of yours.” Annie asked from over the glass and you froze at her words.

“He is such an ass.” It came out of your mouth in annoyance and you leaned back against the chair more, while Annie leaned closer to you, curious.

“Why? Is he giving you a hard time?” Annie saw how tired you were walking home from work and it was getting worse and worse every day.

“Yeah, today I snapped at him because he finds every one stupid mistake, never thanks for everything and most of that look he gives me everytime…”

“Look? What look?” She didn’t understand your words and so she asked.

“I don’t know he just looks at me with so serious look and it just pisses me off. Most of all he is so handsome and it’s hard to concentrate on things-“

“So you find him attractive?” She interrupted you and you froze at her question. Do you find him attractive? No, definitely not. He's your boss, for God's sake, but he is really very handsome, but his behavior is probably the worst you've ever seen. He is arrogant and ungrateful.

“No, I don’t. He is my boss, Annie!” You said with a disgusted expression, but Annie chuckled at you. She didn't believe a word you said.

“Come on, admit it! You were just talking about how handsome he is. It’s not anything bad, y/n.” Annie shook her head at you, she knew you found him handsome but you didn’t want to admit it because you took it as something terrifying. Why would you find your boss attractive?

“I-…” You froze because she was right. It’s true that you said he was really handsome but there was something about him that didn’t sit right with you. He was too withdrawn but his charisma was felt from a distance. “Okay, fine I admit.” you admitted but stuck out a defiant finger. “But! I am not like me colleagues who say inappropriate stuff about him.” Your words were serious, as if you were scolding them for it and Annie laughed too loudly at your words.

“Oh don’t tell me you wouldn’t.” She raised an eyebrow and gave you a small smile. You immediately slapped her on the shoulder and took a sip from your wine, trying to move on to another topic.

“Well, I wouldn’t… let’s just not talk about my fucking boss.” Annie pursed her lips at your comment and then leaned closer to you, as if trying to accuse you of something. At that moment, you heard small footsteps and a soft voice that threw you off balance.

“Mommy…” You immediately put down your wine glass and stood up. Eun walked over to you and rubbed his tired eyes.

“Sorry, honey. Did we wake you up?” You asked fearfully, while Eun crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Annie.

“Yeah, auntie Annie is laughing so loud.” He remarked and you chuckled at his words, Annie dramatically clutched her heart and said, “That was offensive.” Eun laughed at her words and her dramatic act as you gently stroked his head.

“Let’s go to bed, alright?” You announced and grabbed his hand, but he immediately flinched and pressed his lips into a thin line, his eyebrows furrowed.

“No. I am not tired anymore.” Eun shook his head angrily and you let out a tired sigh as Annie sipped her wine and watched the situation.

“Well…” You started to think about how to convince him to go to bed again. “What if we go on a shopping tomorrow, I will buy you some lego or anything you want. What do you say about that?” His eyes immediately widened and a huge smile appeared on his face.

“Yeah, okay!” He said with an excited tone of voice and immediately turned around and walked back to his room with an excited step. When Eun disappeared from your sight, you sat down tiredly on the chair again and rested your head on your hand.

“You know that you will have to go tomorrow or he won’t leave you alone.” Annie said and blinked a few times, as if she wasn’t sure if you knew what you had promised the little boy.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Eun, put that down.” You said threateningly while Eun was playing with some glass. He ignored your words and looked at the glass, and you already saw the worst scenario.

“Whyy?” He asked incomprehensibly, eyebrows furrowed. A tired sigh escaped your lips and you nervously ran a hand through your hair. You were tired. You really weren’t in the mood to go anywhere today, but Eun pulled you out with the fact that you promised him last night and oh, how you cursed yourself. Although it’s probably a good thing, because you needed to go shopping anyway but you didn’t expect Eun to show up in your room at 8AM.

“Because I said so.” You said and Eun pursed his lips, but he still didn’t listen to you. “Eun, if you-“

“You should listen to your mom, buddy.” A familiar male voice called out, taking Eun’s glass and returning it to its original place. Eun blinked at him confused and stared at him without a word. You swallowed loudly when you saw a familiar person standing in front of you. It was strange to see him in something other than a suit. He seemed different. So casual… He was wearing black sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt, his hair was a little messy and one corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

When Hongjoong turned around and saw you standing there, he was surprised. He had no idea you had a son. He blinked a few times to make sure he was seeing correctly, but then he cleared his throat.

“Morning, miss y/l/n.” He greeted you and Eun immediately ran over to you and grabbed your hand, since he didn’t recognize the man at all.

“Morning, sir.” You nodded your head at his greeting and bit the inside of your cheek. Eun watched as you looked at each other without a word and found it quite strange.

“Mommy, is that the guy you called a handsome but he is also such an ass-“ Your eyes widened at Eun’s words and you immediately interrupted him with a fake smile.

“No, no, honey. That’s um…” You wondered what to say, but Hongjoong chuckled at the situation. You were surprised because you were expecting any reaction but not this one…

“What’s your name buddy?” He bent down to be at his level and gave him a sweet smile.

“Eun…” Eun nervously let out and held your hand tighter. This whole situation was surprising to you because you didn’t expect it at all. You didn’t expect to meet him completely out of the blue in a store and for him to be so… nice?

“Well, Eun you should listen to your mom.” Hongjoong shifted his gaze from Eun to you and you blinked a few times. He fixed his hair, which was falling into his face and then stood up, but before that he stroked Eun's hair, which made Eun smile a little.

“Have a nice day, miss y/n.” With those words he left and you stood there like a stone, expecting anything but this. You found it strange that he was acting so nice, but honestly not even Hongjoong himself knew why he had changed his behavior towards you.

Well, when you snapped at him so angrily that day, he began to realize that maybe he really had overdone it. That maybe he really shouldn't have put so much pressure on you right from the start and should have taken it easier on you. But now that he found out you had a child, he realized it even more. He realized why you were so incredibly exhausted and that sometimes you needed to leave work earlier than you should have. But still, you always came on time, you tried your best and he just teased you and always looked for the biggest flaws in you. Hongjoong thought about it all evening, even the whole weekend. His thoughts were always running to you and how you were coping. You didn't look like you had a husband, because if you did, you wouldn't be walking around so exhausted and nervous, right?

The weekend went by so fast and you were back here. You were sitting in your chair, your attention focused on your computer. Right after the weekend, you expected your boss to come in with a lot of things he needed you to do, but the opposite was true. He only came in with words, saying that he only needed to do a few documents and files for tomorrow's conference. If you were to tell the truth, you were surprised because right from the morning he was nice for some strange reason. Like, not that he smiled, but you could feel a different energy from him and he started to notice the things you do more, to thank you for them. He even thanked you for the coffee you made him this morning, which he never did before. Maybe he really came to his senses and realized that he was wrong.

It was late and you were still sitting on your chair, your eyes fixed on the computer trying to get things done for tomorrow so that you would have less work. It was just you in the building, and probably him, since you didn’t see him coming out. A small sigh escaped your lips and you rested your head on your hand tiredly, just then the door to his office opened and his eyes fell on you. He stopped, standing in the doorway and looked at you, at first without saying a word but then he spoke.

“I thought you went home, y/l/n.” He said as he put on his long black coat, it was strange to see him in a suit and dressed so formally now when you had seen him dressed so normally on Saturday…

“Well, I wanted to finish these files for tomorrow.” You announced to him with a small sigh and he nodded at your words. Hongjoong saw that you were tired, he saw the small circles under your eyes and he also saw how your eyes were almost closing.

“I didn’t know you had a son.” It came out of his lips and you looked at him from the computer. “How old is he?” He added and at first you stared at him incomprehensibly. Why was he suddenly asking so much and becoming interested. It didn’t sit well with you at all but you answered him anyway.

“He turns 5 this year.” You couldn’t help but notice how Hongjoong smiled softly.

“He seems like a good kid.” He admitted, and you nodded your head in agreement but a small, vague sigh escaped your lips.

“Yeah, he is. Well most of the time.” You laughed a little and Hongjoong moved closer to your desk, arms crossed over his chest.

“How so?”

“Sometimes he’s full of energy, always asking why about everything and I can’t handle him, but that’s how all kids are.” Hongjoong got a little serious because his predispositions were confirmed, that it was just you and Eun, no one else.

“He doesn’t have a father?” You were taken aback by his question and your lips made a thin line. His expression was serious… too serious, more serious than ever before.

"He has, but his father is just..." You began to wonder how to properly express what he really is like.

“Asshole, like me?”

“Yes, I mean like- no, not you! You are not a complete asshole.” He laughed at your words because he saw how you took his words seriously. But then you laughed too. It was strange because the atmosphere between you was more pleasant than ever before and Hongjoong felt like he was enjoying your company. After so many years, he felt better again, relaxed.

“I was just messing with you.” He admitted and then redirected his gaze from you to the watch on his wrist. “It’s late, your son must be waiting for you.” You nodded at his words because he was right, Eun had already called you from Annie’s cell phone an hour ago to ask when you would be home.

“Go home, y/l/n.”

When you got home, Eun immediately greeted you in his dinosaur pajamas. He wrapped his arms around your neck and hugged you tightly.

“I missed you!” He murmured into your shoulder and you pulled him closer and closed your eyes. The smell of baby shampoo and cream that smelled like honey immediately hit your nose.

“I missed you too, honey.” Eun pulled away from you and you stroked his hair, while Annie leaned against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, watching both of you

“Annie bought me a dinosaur nuggets!” His eyes lit up when he told you and you giggled at him.

“Yeah, he ate all of it. Even mine!” Annie said sarcastically and touched her forehead dramatically, but Eun wrinkled his nose at her remark and said: “You said that you were full!” He folded his arms across his chest and you shook your head at the whole thing. Oh, how you loved him. Eun was truly your happiness, you couldn't really imagine life without him. Even though you always had a hard time with Eun, you tried your best. But you weren't always a good mother to him…

“Rough day?” Annie asked when you left Eun's room, you sat down on a chair tiredly and sighed. You crossed your legs and tried to relax a little.

“It had been worse.” You admitted and Annie nodded at your words.

“Eun told me about how you met your handsome boss in the store.” You suddenly froze at her words, she was really starting to do it again. You didn't know why Annie kept talking about your boss at every opportunity.

“Yeah? What did he say?” You asked her curiously.

“Well…” She pursed her lips and started thinking about how Eun had said it exactly. "He told me and I quote we saw that handsome man, you and mommy were talking about and she was blushing reallyyyy ha-."

“Annie!” Immediately, you slapped her on the shoulder as she started to make fun of it.

“Just kidding.” Annie laughed at your exaggerated scared reaction. “He said that he patted his head and that he looked kind.” She admitted and you let out a sigh and started to think about if you should say to Annie about how he had changed his behavior towards you. As you were thinking deeply, Annie noticed and tilted her head to the side, curious.

“He acted weird today, he thanked me for his coffee this morning.” She raised an eyebrow at your words. What does it mean that he thanked you for his coffee? Isn’t that what a normal person does? “Stop looking at me like that! He never thanks for anything so it seemed weird to me…” Annie grabbed her forehead and started to laugh at you. It was funny to watch you get nervous for nothing.

“Right, y/n.” She said and you just rolled your eyes at her.

“And he asked about Eun, which is even weirder, don’t you think?” She added and Annie shrugged at that, she found it strange, but in a good way.

“Maybe he just wanted to know more or he wanted to show you that he cares a little?” Annie suggested and you shook your head. Of course not. You don't even really know each other, so why should he show you that he cares a little? You didn't understand where Annie was going with those words... But when you were about to say something, your phone rang. Your phone was lying on the table in front of you, so you picked it up and stared at the screen in surprise.

“Evening miss. Y/l/n, this is Mr. Kim. Sorry to bother so late, but I would like for you to go to that conference tomorrow if you have time. I know you probably have to be with your son, but I would really appreciate it if you would be able to come, besides you are my personal assistant...”

You were surprised by his message, because you expected everything, but not this.

“What?” Annie asked incomprehensibly, when she saw your surprised expression. You grabbed your phone and showed it to her, her eyes immediately widened in surprise and one corner of her mouth slightly lifted.

“Text him that you have time.” She announced for you and you shook your head at her.

“No, I promised Eun-“

“Oh come on! You are going, no excuses.” You didn’t even get to finish because Annie interrupted you, a small sigh escaping your lips. It was really useless to protest because if Annie announced something, then so be it.

“Good Evening, mr. Kim. Thank you for this kind offer, you are not bothering at all. We will see each other there :).”

You arrived at the conference in a black tight dress that hugged every curve of yours. When you entered the room, Hongjoong was already standing there. His eyes widened when he saw you, you were really pretty, he had no doubt about that, but when he saw you in that dress, something woke up in him. You walked towards him slowly, your heels bouncing off the floor and his eyes looking you up and down.

“Glad you accepted the offer.” He said when you found yourself in front of him. He was wearing a black suit as usual, his hair was styled back and he had a neutral expression on his face as usual. You smiled at his words and nodded, you gripped the bag you were holding tighter and the nervousness in you increased a bit. Why did you feel so strange and nervous around him? You didn’t understand what was happening.

To lighten the mood, you started looking around the room. There were too many people at the conference, which you had expected, but you didn't expect to meet Eun's father there. You made eye contact with him, but you immediately broke it and turned back towards Hongjoong, who had noticed your strange expression. He also started looking around the room and when he noticed a man who was slightly younger than him, with similar features to Eun, he knew who it was. His brown hair was styled to the side and a strange fake smile played on his features.

“Long time no see.” He spoke and you rolled your eyes at his presence, turning around and giving him a fake smile.

“Hi, Min-jun.” You replied back and Hongjoong crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes measuring Min-jun as if he was evaluating him. He had a hunch that it was Eun’s father one hundred percent, and it was confirmed.

“Where is Eun? Did you leave him alone again?” He spoke teasingly, putting his hands in his pants pockets and tilting his head to the side. You glared at his words and furrowed your eyebrows.

“No, I would never let Eun home alone. He is with Annie.” Min-jun nodded and opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to say something, but then his gaze fell on the blond man who stood next to you like some kind of bodyguard.

“Your new boyfriend?” You didn’t understand his question and so you raised your eyebrows.

“What?” You didn’t understand what he meant, but when Min-jun was about to repeat the question, Hongjoong placed his hand on your waist and pulled you closer. Your eyes widened at his gesture, and heat entered your cheeks. Your back was gently touching his chest and you could feel his breath on your neck.

“Problem?” Hongjoong said in a sharp warning voice and Min-jun put his hands in a defensive gesture and chuckled.

“I am Min-jun, her ex-boyfriend and father of-“

“I know.” He interrupted him and looked at him and then at his hand, which was stuck out with a hint of shaking. Hongjoong rejected his hand and Min-jun just nodded and pulled his hand away and crossed both his arms over his chest. You swallowed loudly at this situation and felt the intensity between them rise, so you eased it up a bit.

“Well, have a great night.” You let out with a sigh and then left with Hongjoong. Min-jun watched as you walked over to the waitress together and both of you took the champagne from her. You put the champagne to your lips and leaned your body against the bar, watching Min-jun walk after the unknown woman.

“Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” Out of nowhere, Hongjoong spoke and you shifted your gaze from Min-jun to him, your cheeks still slightly red.

“W-what?” You asked in a nervous voice, as if you weren’t sure if you heard what he said correctly.

“About grabbing you by your waist and pulling you closer…” He hinted at the previous situation and you shook your head.

“It’s fine… thank you.” You gave him a sweet smile, and he took a sip of his champagne and leaned right next to you. His gaze was fixed infront of him beforehand, but then he shifted it to you. He could see from your expression that you were stressed and angry at the same time, he couldn’t help it and that’s why he asked.

“Is everything alright?” His voice was quiet as if he was afraid to ask, but his curiosity was greater.

“Yes, It’s just…” you let out a nervous sigh. “We’re just arguing with Min-jun about the custody of Eun.” Hongjoong could hear the worry in your voice, so he put his hand on your shoulder and gently stroked you.

“Don’t worry about it…” Hongjoong’s words were sincere and it felt quite strange to you. He was kind, attentive and everything he wasn’t before. It felt unreal to you.

“Why are you so nice all of sudden?” You couldn’t keep it to yourself any longer, so you asked him, and he was taken aback. He expected you to ask something else or to continue discussing you and Min-jun, but he was wrong. He looked ahead and took a deep breath, and began to think. He didn’t really know, but he felt guilty for pushing you so hard. As he had told you before, but it didn’t seem like you were willing to believe him, even though his words were sincere.

“As I said, Miss y/n. I am not good at people… and since I was young I was taught that everything must be perfect but I shouldn’t have been so hard on you.” A small sigh escaped his lips, your gaze was fixed on him, observing him. You could see from his features that he was really sorry, but you didn't say anything and he continued. “I mean… you are doing great. In everything. You are taking care of your son, you do everything on time and many other things so…” He shifted his gaze to you and for the first time in your life he gave you a kind smile. “Thank you and I am sorry again.”

Your cheeks blushed at his words and you blinked a few times, but then you immediately looked away. You weren't used to such kind words, and not from him like him. Hongjoong was really attractive and his charisma was something you didn't see often, and that was why it was too much to ignore him. You took his words from him differently than when Annie said them to you. You were flattered and that was the worst part.

“It’s my job to do everything you ask for.” You honestly said because it was true, you were his assistant and your job was to do whatever he needed. Hongjoong nodded and took a sip of champagne, then his gaze shifted to the watch on his wrist and he let out a small sigh.

“It should start in 5 minutes.” He announced to you, and he placed the champagne glass he had drunk on the bar and put his hands in his pants pockets. You, who still had a bit of champagne, finished it and placed your glass next to his. Your hands were sweating profusely and you didn’t know why, but you felt nervous. For some strange reason, Hongjoong’s words stuck in your head and you couldn’t get rid of that feeling inside. Your heart was pounding, and your cheeks were probably still slightly red.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to welcome you to this conference. I am extremely pleased that you have come in such large numbers…” You didn't really register the words the man was saying, the only thing you noticed was him. His gaze was fixed in front of him and he was listening intently to the man who was talking about business and today's problems that could affect companies. You should listen, you knew that, but it was impossible.

His hair was slicked back, with every breath and exhale his chest rose and fell, every time he swallowed his adam’s apple bobbed. Hongjoong felt your gaze, he was aware that you were trying to secretly look at him, but honestly it didn't bother him. He was flattered by it, it was clear that most women flirted with him, they looked at him like you did. Well, it was different from you, it felt different. Hongjoong had never focused on you, you were pretty, there was no doubt about that, but he had never paid attention to details like he did today. It was strange because he hadn't felt this way in years. He had had a girlfriend a few years ago, but his heart wasn't pounding as hard as it was right now.

You looked away after a long time, realizing that you were probably looking at him for too long. You took another glass of champagne from the waitress who passed by again and took a sip from it. You weren't planning on getting drunk, but you wanted to relax a little, because when you had at least a little alcohol flowing in your blood, you relaxed. Hongjoong watched you drink glass after glass of champagne out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't say anything until it got to the point where your eyes started to get tired.

“You will be sick tomorrow, miss y/n.” He said warningly, and you waved his hand at him. You didn't like the way he was saying miss to you, it felt strange since you were almost in the same age category. Although actually, he's your superior and it's polite to say miss, sir to each other, right?

“When you call me miss, I feel old.” You admitted, he raised an eyebrow at your announcement.

“Then how should I call you?” He asked curiously, crossing his arms over his chest while you rested your head tiredly on your hands.

“Only y/n, would be nice.” You answered him with a sigh and he chuckled at you. He liked it when you said that.

“Fine, y/n. But you will need to call me by my name too.” Hongjoong would find it strange if he only called you by your name and you called him sir. You shook your head at his words and looked at him.

“No, I can’t… you are my superior.” You pointed your finger as if stating a fact and he laughed, a genuine laugh that pleased you.

“And? Is that a problem?” He asked normally, as if it didn’t matter at all. And honestly, Hongjoong really didn’t care…

“Well…” you started to think and turned towards him more. “Yeah. I mean what would colleges think when I would call you Hongjoong.” You said his name for the first time and it warmed his heart.

“What would you like them to think?” You were taken aback by his question and you opened your mouth but then you closed it immediately. Hongjoong noticed how you suddenly became quiet and how your cheeks turned red, he wanted to tease you a little but when you said this he remained silent and just followed you; “It’s late, we should go.”

With those words, you both left the building and got in the car. Hongjoong offered to drive you home, since he was here by car and didn’t want to let you go home alone so late at night. The drive to your house wasn’t too long, but you were both silent the whole time. You, who was still thinking about his question, let out a small sigh. You didn’t understand where he was going with that, but his expression was strange, something you didn’t often see in him. Hongjoong, like a proper and helpful guy, walked you to the front door. You opened it, but you stopped before you stepped inside completely and turned towards him.

“Honestly, I would like them to think that we are friends.” He raised an eyebrow at your words, because he didn’t understand why you’d just blurted that out of nowhere. But then it hit him. “But that would be inappropriate, wouldn’t it?” You swallowed loudly and Hongjoong put his hands in his pants pockets.

“I thought that we were already friends?” He asked you and you chuckled at his question.

“Well, technically I would say that you are my superior? And I am your assistant…?” You laughed to yourself and leaned against the door frame. Hongjoong lifted one corner of his mouth, and watched you with his eyes.

“Well, then let’s be friends, y/n.” He let out with a sigh and you nodded at his words.

“Okay, sir.” He furrowed his eyebrows at your nickname.

“Hongjoong.”

“What?”

“Only Hongjoong.” You laughed at his serious expression and he started laughing too. His eyes then started to run over your features, as if he wanted to remember every little detail. He noticed a small strand of hair sticking out of your face and so he leaned down and tucked it behind your ear. His finger gently touched your cheek, which your body immediately reacted to and a slight chill ran down your spine. His eyes stared into yours, as if making sure you were okay with it, that you didn’t mind his finger brushing your cheek.

Hongjoong didn’t even know why he was doing it and why he took a small step forward to be a little closer to you, but something deep down inside him was telling him to take one more step forward. And so he did, until your bodies were almost touching against each other. His close presence made your breath catch and your body tremble a bit. His eyes slid to your pink lips, which were slightly parted, he placed his hand on your cheek and you swallowed loudly. Hongjoong leaned in a little closer, your lips almost touching. You both knew it was wrong but the strange thing was that you both wanted it just as much.

And so he pressed his lips to yours and you didn’t protest. You wrapped both your arms around his neck, and he redirected his hands to your hips, and started to guide you inwards. He closed the front door behind him with his foot and pinned you against the wall, the kiss was gentle at first, but then it started to become more dominant and chaotic. He rested one hand on the wall right next to your head, while he left the other on your hip. A small sigh escaped your lips and Hongjoong took it as a good opportunity to stick his tongue in your mouth.

His tongue broke inside your mouth and you didn't mind, your tongues touched each other and the intensity between you increased. He pressed his body closer to yours, as if that wasn't enough for him. He wanted to be closer, as close to you as he could. You knew that you might regret it tomorrow and that this whole thing was wrong, but your desire for him was greater than usual.

"Mom?" A boy's voice called out, and you stopped there, but his hand remained on your hip. The light came on and Eun stood in the hallway, with sleepy eyes, messy hair, and his favorite pajamas. Hongjoong pulled away from you at that moment and cleared his throat, nervously.

The next day, when you came to work, you didn't talk about it, or rather, you didn't even look at each other. Your head was like in another dimension, a cruel pain accompanied you almost the whole day, until he appeared at your desk, with a pill in his hand and a glass of water. You were surprised by his gesture, but you didn't protest and accepted it. Then, without another word, he left and you felt strange and uncomfortable. You felt like he was doing the same thing again, ignoring you, but his gestures and the occasional glance at you said something different.

And so, when everyone on your floor had left, you headed for his office. You didn't even bother to knock, you just burst in with the door open, and he immediately shifted his gaze from the papers to you. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his hair fixed back, and he had a puzzled expression on his face.

“Can we talk?” You asked him urgently, fiddling with your fingers nervously.

“I am listening.” He put the papers aside and rested his head thoughtfully on his hands, his eyebrows still raised. You closed the door behind you and walked over to him to be a little closer.

“What happened last night was wrong and inappropriate.” You started to speak and then something seemed to stab Hongjoong right in the heart. He had known you would come up with something like this but he hadn’t expected it to shock him so much. He didn’t want to hear it, he really didn’t. It was wrong, but he wanted it. He wanted you. “and It shouldn’t have happened because…” you took a deep breath and your eyes met and all the words seemed to get stuck in your throat.

“Do you really think that?” When he saw that you had stopped talking and remained silent, as if you weren’t even sure what you were saying, he asked.

“What?” You didn’t quite understand his question, so you asked him, while he stood up from his chair and walked to the other side of the table, right across from you. He leaned his body against the table and tilted his head to the right, curious how you would answer him.

“Do you really think that it shouldn’t have happened?” He expanded the sentence further and you were shocked. You didn’t expect him to ask such a question, at first you remained silent because you didn’t even think about it the first time. Do you really think so? Was it really a mistake? If yes, then why couldn’t you stop thinking about his lips brushing against yours. How gentle his touch had been.

“Yes. I think it was inappropriate because you are my boss and I am your assistant. We should keep things professional.” He nodded at your words and put his hands in his pockets, his lips in a thin line and you swallowed nervously.

“Professional, right.” He repeated it quietly, as if he was saying it to himself. But then your words from yesterday hit him in the head. “So we aren’t even friends?”

“Friends?” You asked him incomprehensibly, but then it dawned on you. “Well, I-…” You were kind of stuck, not even knowing what you wanted. You were lost in your own words and Hongjoong saw it in you. “We can be friends, but only outside of work.” You emphasized and he nodded, pushed himself away from the table and sat back down on the chair, without another word he turned his attention back to the papers, while you stood in front of him, thinking. You saw something strange in his expression.

He looked surprised, angry at the same time. Maybe he was angry about that kiss that you said it was wrong? You thought for a moment, but then you immediately put the thoughts aside. No, that can't be true, you thought, and then you turned and walked to the door. You grabbed the door handle and opened the door, you looked at Hongjoong one last time who was still staring at his papers and then you stepped out of his office and closed the door behind you.

As soon as you disappeared behind the door, Hongjoong let out a long sigh. He chuckled and shook his head at your words, while the scene from yesterday kept replaying in his head. He realized that you were right, but he didn't like how lightly you said it to him, as if it really didn't mean anything. But honestly, for him, it was something special. After so many years, he felt that it was different. Your lips felt different, your body pressed against his felt different. Hongjoong ran a hand through his hair and leaned deeper into the chair to feel more comfortable.

“Fuck…” He let out a nervous sigh, trying to push away thoughts of yesterday. He really didn't want to forget. The concept of friends wasn't enough for him, he wanted more. He needed more.

On the other side, when you slammed the door shut behind you, you ran a hand through your hair and closed your eyes for a brief moment. Damn it. This whole thing is weird. Friends? You realized it was your idea, but it was more like the alcohol last night talking for you. You've known each other not too long to deepen your relationship. Shit, he's your boss, you shouldn't even be thinking about it. God, you shouldn't even be thinking about something like this. Kissing your boss? His gaze on you at every opportunity and the other way around? It was wrong and you both knew it, but still you stared at each other.

You had been watching each other from a distance for a few weeks. Every time your eyes met, you would immediately look away, but he didn't. Hongjoong continued to look at you and observe you. He watched you work at the computer, laugh with your colleagues while drinking your morning coffee. He watched some colleague try to get your attention but you always just brushed him off, which made Hongjoong's lips twitch into a small smile, even though he actually ended up almost the same…

On the one hand, Hongjoong understood you, and even understood that it was unprofessional. But the desire for you and your touch, for your lips, grew every day when you passed him. Your black skirt to mid-thighs and the white blouse you always usually wear. Your vanilla scent that always hit his nose every time you passed by him…

“Ms. y/n.” He opened the door from his office and started to look around the room, but his eyes immediately fell on the familiar little boy who was running around the tables with a toy. “Hey, Hey, slow down.” Hongjoong put his hand on his shoulder to stop him from running and Eun raised an eyebrow. At first he glanced at him, because he didn’t recognize the man in front of him, but then it dawned on him. He stared at him without a word, while Hongjoong tried to find you in the room, but in vain.

“You can’t run around like that, you could hurt yourself.” He warned him and Eun put his lips in a thin line and looked down at the ground. Hongjoong could tell from his expression that he was sad about something.

“Where is your mom?” He asked, his eyebrows slightly raised, his hand still resting on Eun’s shoulder.

“She went to the bathroom… she doesn’t want to play with me.” Eun admitted in a sad voice and Hongjoong sighed at that. He bent down to his level and gave him a sweet smile.

“What if I played with you?” Eun looked up at him and his eyes widened.

“You would do that?” He asked him back excitedly and Hongjoong chuckled. When Eun smiled, he saw you in him.

“Yeah, of course.” Eun jumped into the air excitedly and immediately grabbed his hand.

When you came back from the bathroom and Eun was nowhere to be found, you started to panic. Yes, it was wrong to bring him here, but you had no choice. Annie was busy today and you had no choice but to take him with you. Your nervousness rose, you walked the entire floor above and below you and Eun was still nowhere to be found. Your only option was that he might be in your boss's office, but that would be strange. Besides, if he found out, you'd probably get fired...

At first you nervously gripped the doorknob, but you took a deep breath and opened the door. As soon as your eyes caught sight of Eun sitting on the carpet playing with dinosaurs with Hongjoong, you blinked a few times to make sure you were seeing correctly. Hongjoong had a big smile on his face, the kind you had never seen before and Eun laughed at the stupid things Hongjoong was doing, but then his eyes fell on you. He immediately put the toy on the ground and quickly ran after you.

“Mommy!” Came out of his lips and he immediately gave you a deep hug. Hongjoong stood up and cleared his throat, his gaze fixed on the two of you.

“You scared me, Eun. What did I tell you?” You bent down to be on his level as he pulled away from you and you pointed a threatening finger at him.

“I’m sorry mommy, but Hongjoong offered to play with me.” Eun pointed his finger at Hongjoong, who had his hands folded in his pants pockets and his expression neutral as usual, but when Eun smiled at him, he smiled too.

“He did?” You asked with a surprised expression and Eun nodded with a huge smile. You stood up and cleared your throat, placing one hand on Eun's shoulder and swallowing loudly.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have brought him here, but I couldn’t have let him home alone…” you admitted your mistake and Hongjoong leaned against his desk, hands still in his pockets. “And I understand if you want to fire-“

“No, I don’t want to fire you, ms. Y/n, but next time let me know that Eun is here.” He interrupted you immediately and you opened your mouth as if you were going to say something, but then you immediately closed it. You were surprised by his pleasant reaction, but it didn't bother you. You were very grateful that he didn't react differently, because most people would have reacted badly to this situation.

A week passed since this incident and Eun came to work with you more and more often because he liked to play with Hongjoong. Hongjoong didn't mind at all, he liked to spend time with Eun. Eun started to treat him like his own father, he felt safe with him and he was like his father figure. When you sometimes ran into the office to look at them, the corners of your mouth always twitched into a small smile. It was very nice, but over time your colleagues started to think strange things that you talked them out of, saying that they weren't true. Sentences like, he's his son, you're using him, you're sleeping with him and the like.

Hongjoong knew about this situation and also what was being said about him and about you. But he didn't think it was very important because he himself knew how it really was and didn't need to prove it to anyone. One day, Eun had a performance at the kindergarten and Hongjoong came because Eun wanted to. At first, you didn't really agree with it, but when you saw how Eun was begging and how much Hongjoong cared about him, you agreed. During the performance, Hongjoong watched Eun with a smile on his face, he didn't even know why the little boy had grown so close to his heart. In fact, you didn't understand why he treated him like he was his own son, but if you were to tell the truth, you felt relieved.

Eun's father had never been interested in him, even when you fought for custody, so over time, Eun's father realized that he didn't have time for him and that it was useless. You kept glancing from your son to Hongjoong throughout the entire performance. You could tell from his expression that he was happy and feeling relaxed. He was wearing a suit as usual, his hair slicked back. The corners of your mouth were breaking from the way he looked at Eun, your heart skipped a beat every time he gave him a thumbs up during the performance. But then your thoughts had gone where they shouldn’t have… your heart had skipped a beat for more often when you saw him, your hands sweating profusely and you felt more and more nervous around him.

At first you blamed it on that kiss after the conference, but after a while you realized that it wasn’t just that kiss. He could only make you smile by when he always asked, do you need anything? Or when he said dumb thank you with a sweet smile. What you two said about being friends was true. Outside of work, he usually came to your place and spent most of his time with Eun. Your friend Annie found it very strange, and to be honest, you too, but you couldn't resist seeing how happy Eun was.

You and Hongjoong always had the usual conversation, you talked about anything, you felt good around him even though sometimes you got quite nervous when you started to realize your feelings for him. And that's how you felt right now, sitting next to him during the performance… So as soon as the performance ended, you went to the small table where there were snacks and drinks for the parents after the performance. You immediately took a glass of water in your hand and hoped that you would at least relax a little.

“Y/n!” A familiar female voice came from behind you, which you hated so much. You took a deep breath and turned around. In front of you stood a blonde woman, a little older than you with a fake smile on her face. You hated her from your heart, because she always had some kind of problem with you. Even her son was very mean to Eun.

“Haneul!” You also gave her a fake smile and she also took a glass of water.

“Glad to see you here. How are you doing?” She asked and you raised an eyebrow at her behavior. Haneul was always so annoying.

“I am good thank you.” You answered her briefly, hoping that your conversation would end immediately, but Haneul kept asking.

“I heard that you are working as an assistant for the ATEEZ company.” She took a sip from her glass and you let out a deep sigh. That woman really knows every little detail about you, to the point that you found it creepy.

“Yes, I am.” Haneul nodded at your words and hoped that you would say something more, but when you remained silent, she asked again.

“Do you like it there?” You put the glass of water you finished down on the table, while she watched you with her eyes, waiting for your answer.

“Yeah, It’s kind of tiring but I like it so… can’t complain much.” Haneul fake smiled at your words and started looking around the room as if she was looking for someone. When her eyes fell on the blond man, she flinched.

“Who is that handsome guy you came with? Is he your boyfriend?” You were taken aback by her question and looked back to where she was looking. As soon as you saw Hongjoong talking to Eun and laughing about something, it hit you. So that’s why she came over there and gave you fake smiles.

“He is my…” you cleared your throat and looked back at her, thinking. As you were about to finish saying something, you suddenly felt someone place a hand on your waist, a familiar cologne hit your nose, and you swallowed loudly.

“Can we go honey?” His words surprised you and so did his close presence, a blush immediately entered your cheeks.

“We were just talking about you! I’m Haneul.” She stuck out her hand and Hongjoong just looked at her with his eyes and replied coldly, without interest. When he ignored her, she cleared her throat and immediately put her hand back, feeling embarrassed.

“I’m Hongjoong, y/n’s boyfriend.” Haneul was surprised by what he said, she didn’t expect that you would find someone as charming and handsome as him. “Can we go now? Eun wants to get ice cream.” He whispered in your ear, which immediately sent a chill down your spine. Hongjoong saw how your body reacted to him, but he just smiled, his hand still resting on your waist.

“Well, we need to go. It was nice seeing you Haneul.” You announced to her and gave her a fake smile and she gave you the same. Then, without another word, you left together.

You spent the rest of the day together and when it was getting close to the night you were sitting on the couch. Eun was already asleep leaning against Hongjoong’s shoulder, which made you both smile.

“I’ll move him to bed.” Hongjoong told you and you nodded at his words and smiled at him. Hongjoong picked Eun up and carried him to his room, laid him down and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead. Then he went back to the living room and sat down next to you again, your knees gently brushing against each other, and your heart skipped a beat.

“Did I make you uncomfortable today again?” He broke the awkward silence between you and you shifted your gaze from the TV to him, eyebrows slightly raised. He watched your confused expression with his eyes, his hair was a little messy, which you found very pretty , but then you put those thoughts aside.

“W-what?”

“About saying that I’m your boyfriend.” You opened your mouth slightly and nodded, but then you laughed.

“No It’s fine. It was funny to watch Haneul’s face when you told her that.” You let out a laugh and Hongjoong laughed too. He wanted this moment to last, he felt comfortable and happy with you. He had never felt like this before, he felt like all the bad thoughts would subside with you and that he didn’t feel as alone as usual.

“Yeah it was.” He agreed with you and watched you laugh with his eyes, your eyes slightly closed and you ran a hand through your hair. You turned your head and looked at him, your eye contact intense. For a brief moment, it was as if time stood still around you and all that mattered was him. Hongjoong’s gaze slid from your eyes to your lips, which you noticed. You both leaned a little closer to each other, your lips almost touching. But then Hongjoong pulled away and cleared his throat.

“I should probably go…” You nodded at his announcement and he stood up from the couch. Loudly, you swallowed and closed your eyes for a moment and let out something that made him stop in his tracks.

“Don’t.” You stood up from the couch and he turned to you, while you bit your lower lip nervously. You didn’t want him to go, you wanted him to stay. “Stay.” You muttered to yourself shyly, as if you were afraid of his reaction. Your words surprised him, but he remained silent and then quickly ran towards you, grabbed both of your cheeks and pressed his lips to yours with the words:

“Fuck it.” You were startled by what he did and you froze, but then you kissed him back. Your lips moved in sync, but then he pulled away from you, his hands still resting on your cheeks. He looked deep into your eyes, as if searching for something in them that would tell him to stop.

“Tell me to stop.” He let out a breathless sigh, your chest heaving at an extreme pace and your lips slightly parted. “Tell me to fucking stop, and I will.” You swallowed at his words, but then you wrapped your arms around his neck, and pressed your lips to his again.

“Don’t stop.” You murmured into the kiss and he didn’t need to hear anything more. He moved his hands to your hips and held you tightly. He began to lead you to your bedroom between kisses, your bodies pressed against each other. At first it was a gentle kiss, lovely, but then it started to become more sloppy, dominant. Before he stuck his tongue into your mouth, he ran his tongue over your lower lip, which made you let out a small sigh.

Your hands traveled over his body and so did his too. From your hips, his hands slid to your ass and squeezed it, while you ran your hands over the muscles on his arms. He broke the kiss briefly to pull your shirt off over your head, then quickly returned to kissing you as he unhooked your bra. When his hand touched your back gently a shiver run down your spine which he noticed. He knew what effect he had on you and he enjoyed it. To get a better look he took a step back and admired you.

His eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of you. Slowly, he lowered his head, pressing soft kisses along your collarbone before moving down to your chest. He looked up at you through his lashes, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

“Are you nervous, momma?” The nickname he gave you surprised you, and he noticed that. You knew that he was only repeating Eun’s nickname but it had awakened something in you.

“Yes.” His smirk widens as you admitted it. Gently he started to press soft kisses on your skin. At first he started at your collarbone, then slowly he moved to your chest and lastly to your belly. Your breath hitched when he pulled your shorts down with his fingers, his movements recalculated and precise as if he knew what kind of effect it had on you.

Hongjoong guided you to bed slowly pushing you down, his body towering over yours. You felt nervous, so you pulled him closer and kissed him deeply, while he pulled your panties down too, leaving you full naked.

Then, he pulled away from your lips and again started to kiss your stomach, your hips and with a slow movements he moved his lips lower, his hot breath touching your bare pussy. "You're so fucking pretty," he murmured, before pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. His hands gripped your hips possessively as you let out a little sigh of a pleasure. You moved your hands to his hairs and pulled him by it slightly which made him let out a moan.

When you suddenly felt him bury his face between your legs, inhaling deeply before placing soft, open-mouthed kisses along your most intimate area, your breath hitched again and it sent shivers down your spine. “Spread your legs wider," He murmured, and you did what he said, opening your legs wider for him, giving him more space. His eyes flashed with satisfaction when you listened to his order and he wasted no time, his tongue immediately finding your sensitive bud and circling it slowly. Gently, he sucked, his hands holding your thighs apart to keep you open for him.

"Fuck, you taste so good. " At his words you let out a load moan which made him smirk against your pussy, and you pulled him more closer by his hair. Feeling you pull his hair only encouraged him, spurring him to lap at your sensitive bud more firmly. His tongue flicked and circled, alternating between quick flicks and slow, deliberate licks.

“Hongjoong~” When his name left from your lips it was like a music to his ears. He felt himself harden even more at the sound, his tongue pressing flat against your clit and moving in a side-to-side motion. “You are doing so good, momma.” The nickname sent shivers down your spine once again and he chuckled at that as he also felt you press your pussy between his face more.

“You like that nickname, don't you?" He murmured, before sucking your clit into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it.

“Y-yes…” As the pleasure was too much for you, you threw your head back and he in an instant stopped.

“Look at me honey, while I eat you out. Come on.” Hongjoong mumbled against your clit and without another thought you looked at him, his eyes locking into yours hungrily. He smirked slightly, his tongue slowly licking up your slit again.

“Joong~” His eyes flashed with heat as he heard the nickname, his tongue sliding deeper inside you. “P-please.” The pleasure was just too much for you, you couldn’t even get out a proper sentence out of you. But Hongjoong only laughed softly against your skin, the vibration sending shockwaves through your system.

"Too much?" Teasingly he asked, his tongue flicking out to tap against your clit repeatedly. "Poor y/n can't handle dirty talk while getting eaten out." He mocked softly, while you moaned again and again.

“S-shut up.” That’s the only thing you managed to get out and he chuckled again, the sound low and husky. "Make me," he teased, his tongue flattening against your clit and moving in quick, deliberate circles. "Or should I keep talking dirty while I eat this pretty pussy?" He looked up at you, his eyes dark with lust. You were desperate, the dirty talk making you moan more and more and he knew that. And fuck how he enjoyed every bit of it.

“Fuck just shut up and eat me out.” His eyes flashed with heat at your desperate plea, and without another word, he buried his face between your legs once again. His tongue moved with expert precision, licking, sucking, and circling your clit until your legs were shaking and your hands were fisted in his hair. In the room only moan could be heard and the smell of sweat. You were close to the edge and Hongjoong could feel your inner muscles tensing, your moans growing louder. He spread your legs wider apart, feasting on you like a starving man. His tongue moved faster, swirling around your clit before sucking it hard.

Your legs started to shake, your inner thighs squeezing his head tightly. Without another second you came hard on his tongue, trying to catch your breath. Fuck how he loved the taste of you, the sound of your moans.

When he pulled away, he immediately pressed his mouth to yours, kissing you deeply. You could taste yourself on his tongue, sweet and sticky, and your fingers found the hem of his shirt, pulling his shirt off, revealing his toned abs. For a brief moment you pulled away from the kiss, taking a good look at him. Softly you touched his abs and guided your hands lower, which made his breath stop for a slight moment, his abs tightening.

When he felt how you slowly touched the buttons of his jeans he swallowed loudly, his cock twitching. “Fuck, y/n stop teasing me.” His voice was low and desperate, he just wanted you to unbutton his jeans and spread his cock free. “Just fucking pull out my cock and ride me like a good girl you are.” His words were warning which made you swallow loudly and for a while you stopped but then you unbuttoned his jeans and in one swift movement you pulled his jeans and his boxers down, his cock immediately spreading free.

His cock was long and thick, his tip red begging to be touched. Hongjoong saw how you hesitated for a brief moment but then you slowly lifted your hips up and positioned your pussy against his hard cock. First you only let his tip slide inside you and both of you let out a moan in sync, then you pulled yourself down fully, his full cock sliding inside you. His hands immediately found your hips and he grabbed you by them firmly, closing his eyes for a brief moment.

“F-fuck, momma. Feels so good.” At his words a loud moan escaped from your lips once again, you both made eye contact and for a while you just stared at each without a word, both of you remained in your place, then you slowly started to move up and down, trying do adjust to his size. With every move Hongjoong let out a moan, his cock feeling every bit of you. To silent his moans a little you brought your lips to his and kissed him, deeply. Each slow thrust had him seeing stars, your tight pussy gripping him like a vice.

“Faster.” He moaned against your lips and you did what he said, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. Feeling your body pressing urgently against him, Hongjoong tilted his head back, letting out a choked groan as you increased your pace. The wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, mingling with his strained moans and your muffled gasps against his neck. As the tears starts to well up in your because the pleasure was just too much, you slowed down a little. Hongjoong looked at you confused, grabbing you by your hair gently, making you look right into his eyes.

“Did I tell you to stop?” His voice was low and husky, which made you swallow.

“N-no.”

“Then you better start moving, honey or I swear to god… ” Hongjoong bucked his hips a little to feel you more and you gasped at the feeling.

“What? You will fuck me so good that the only thing I will remember is your name?” Even though you were out of breath, his cock still inside you, you leaned closer to his ear, whispering. “Hm, Hongjoong?” Without another second he grabbed you by your hair again but more firmly.

“Oh, darling. I will do so much worse so don’t tempt me.” He gritted through his teeth, making you swallow your lips opening slightly.

“Then I guess you will have to show me.” Hongjoong let out a laugh and then he flipped you over, pressing your back against the mattress hard, his cock still pulsing inside you. He loomed over you, his eyes blazing with intense desire and something almost possessive. Then he grabbed your legs, hooking them over his shoulders as he thrust into you hard and deep, silencing any further teasing remarks.

“Is this what you wanted?” When he heard your moans louder he asked, a playful smirk on his face. You couldn’t even answer to him, you were just enjoying the pleasure, closing your eyes at the feeling.

“Don’t you fucking dare close your eyes, y/n.” Firmly he grabbed you by your jaw, pulling you closer to his face, your eyes opening immediately. Your eyes met his in an instant and you saw something dark in them. The lust in them and hunger increased with every powerful thrust.

“You know what I want to do?” He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke, his voice low and rough. “Fuck… I want to fill up this pussy and make you fucking pregnant with my own child.” His thrusts became more forceful, more demanding, each one punctuated by a low growl. Hongjoong even didn’t know what gotten into him, but fuck he enjoyed time with Eun and he enjoyed watching you take care of him. He wanted his own kid. With you.

At his words your eyes widened, but you couldn’t even let out a single word. Only moans came out of you, your body shivering. He watched your face contort with pleasure, his own face flushed with exertion and desire. He reached down, his hand wrapping around your throat gently as he continued his relentless pace.

"Would you like that? Walking around with my child? Letting know everyone that I fucked you so good.” You moaned, his hand still wrapped around your throat slightly as he leaned down and kissed you deeply once again. The pleasure was too much once again, and he himself knew that when he noticed a small tears running down your cheek. He moved his hand from your throat to your cheek and he caressed it gently, wiping the tears away.

“Say it.” he demanded against your mouth, his voice thick with emotion and desire.

“I-…” You opened your mouth but closed it once again when he thrusted more deeper into you. “Please, Hongjoong…” For a brief moment you squeezed your eyes but then you opened them, meeting his. “Fuck, yes I would like that…” A shuddering groan tore from his throat as you spoke those eagerly awaited words. His thrusts became erratic, chasing his impending release.

“I’m-I’m close, Hongjoong.” He could tell, he felt your inner walls tightening once again around his cock.

“I-I know, fuck you feel so good, y/n.” Your legs started to shake as you felt being closer to the edge, you felt his cock hitting every right spot inside you, which made you roll your eyes back every time.

“Hongjoong~.” His name falling from your lips pushed him over the edge. With a final deep thrust, he came undone, emptying himself inside you. Right after that you came too, both of you moaning loudly. You were out of your breath and so was Hongjoong, he gently pressed his forehead against yours, looking deeply into your eyes as if he was searching for something in them.

“I love you, y/n.” His words surprised you greatly, but you kissed him and gave him a small smile.

“I love you too.”

The next morning you woke up early, you were in the kitchen making breakfast that filled the whole house with a delicious aroma. Eun appeared right after, in his pajamas, his eyes still sleepy but a smile on his face.

“What’s for breakfast, mommy?” He asked you and as you were about to answer him, a man’s arms wrapped around your waist, his hot breath touching your ear, whispering words that sent shivers down your spine and reminded you of last night.

“Yeah, what’s for breakfast, mommy?”

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