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Noona!

Pairing: Idol!Niki x OC

Summary: Jiwoo and Niki were in a relationship. Niki had a tendency of doing as he felt, which in this case meant bringing home a kitten, to Jiwoo's apartment since Jay and Jungwon are very allergic.

cw/tw: None, fluff, fun, comedy, crackheads (not literally)

Note: I just have a new obsession with Ni-Ki. OC = Jiwoo, is a December, 04-liner.

Working as a kindergarten teacher was usually fine. But today all the kids seemed to have planned to make Jiwoo's life harder than necessary

She had to tell one kid, Changmin, that he had to drop of their kitten, because they weren't allowed in class. Changmin wasn't pleased with the answer but did as told.

''Ms. Kim, why can't I bring my kitten to class?'' Changmin pouted as he held his kitten close.

Jiwoo couldn't deny it. The kitten was adorable. But the some kids were allergic and some were horrified by the small animal.

''Changmin, your little kitten is adorable, but some other kids in here are allergic and it's against the rules. You don't wanna break the rules, right?''

Changmin shook his head. ''No Ms. Kim, I don't wanna break the rules''

Jiwoo was honestly more surprised that Changmin's parents allowed him to even take the kitten with him to kindergarten.

''Right, so how about we leave the kitten with eomma and appa so we can finger paint?'' Jiwoo gently grabbed the kitten from Changmin and walked outside with the kitten. She found Changmin's parents and handed the kitten back to them.

''Uhm, I don't know how Changmin convinced you a kitten was okay, uhm, but you need to take it home''

Changmin's father's eyes widened. ''Oh my God, he told me it was pet-day, I'm new to... children''

Jiwoo chuckled. ''You're doing a great job. But just letting you know, if we were to have a pet-day, we'll send out a newletter to the parents''

''Okay, thank you'' Changmin's father took the kitten and bowed before heading out.

Jiwoo watched as the kids finger painted. She loved her work, but this particular day seemed to drag on forever. She groaned quietly as Ara threatened to cut her friend's hair.

Why?

Because she took Ara's purple, favorite crayon.

''Ara, put down the scissors, now!'' Jiwoo sighed and took the scissors from her grip. She doubted the scissors would even be able to cut hair, they could barely cut paper.

The hours ticked by and soon the kids were being picked up one by one. Changmin apologized for his morning rendezvous. Jiwoo only chuckled.

''It's okay Changmin, just don't do it again, okay?''

Changmin saluted Jiwoo and ran out to his dad. Ara also apologized to Jiwoo for her attempt of a haircut. Jiwoo didn't see the harm. Ara apologized to both her and her friend, she had gotten her crayon back and she was (probably) not gonna repeat it.

The day ended and Jiwoo settled in her car. Finally.

All she wanted to do was sleep. Maybe eat. Depends on how much energy she had when she reached her home. She knew she had some old kimbap in the fridge.

Her phone, connected to the car, rung. She answered after seeing Niki's name popping up on the screen.

''Niki, hello. What's up?''

''Hello... uhm... what's your favorite animal?''

Jiwoo was chuckled. ''What?''

''What's your favorite animal? Like... cat, dog?

''Uhm... cat I suppose. What did you do?'' Jiwoo stopped by a traffic light and stared at the caller ID. She knew he'd done something stupid and irrational.

''Noona, don't be mad, but I got us... something'' In the background cars were heard pulling out and driving away from NIki.

''What did you get us? And why did I hear the cars leaving you behind?''

''I might have gotten a kitten... that has to live with you because Jay-Hyung and Jungwon-Hyung are allergic. Also... I need a ride''

''Where are you?''

''MusicBank...''

''Niki... that's half-across town'' Jiwoo mentally cursed Niki but steered the wheel towards MusicBank.

''Please Noona~ you can name the kitten!''

Jiwoo chuckled. He was cute. ''I'll be there in like 20 minutes''

''Love you Noona!''

''Love you too, Niki''

Niki got into the car and smiled sweetly. ''Look! Cute!''

Jiwoo stared at the small kitten in Niki's lap. She then lifted her gaze to face her boyfriend. ''Niki, you don't have the time for a kitten. And to be honest, I don't really have time for a kitten either''

''But look at it Noona!'' Niki carefully picked up the small kitten and held it closer to Jiwoo. ''It's so cute~''

''And you can't return it?''

Niki gapsed dramatically and held the kitten close to his chest. ''How can you be so cruel? I can't just kidnapp it from it's mother and then return it. It's attached to me already, look!''

The small kitten, that basically fit in Niki's giant hands, nestled into Niki's chest and fell asleep. Jiwoo had to admit, the kitten was very adorable. And Jiwoo wanted to keep it.

But none of them had time for it.

''Fine'' Jiwoo sighed and started the car. ''But you better come by and take care of it''

''Promise!'' Niki saluted Jiwoo and turned his full attention to the little kitten in his lap.

Jiwoo shook her head, but a small smile grew on her lips. ''You're lucky you're cute''

Niki smiled. He had the best girlfriend in the world.

Niki stayed true to his word. He came over at least 5 out of 7 days of the week to hang out with the kitten, which Niki named Oreo because it was black with a white patch on it's stomach.

But if he had schedule Jiwoo gave him time off. His idol job was more important than the kitten. According to Jiwoo, if Niki was in charge he'd probably spend 24/7 with the kitten.

Niki also had his own key to Jiwoo's apartment. Only thing was he had a messed up sleeping schedule, so sometimes Jiwoo would wake up at 2 a.m to Niki playing with the kitten in the living room.

Like tonight.

''Niki, what the fuck?'' Jiwoo raised an eyebrow as she turned on the lights.

''Heeey~ Noona, you're so pretty-''

''Cut the crap. Why are you not at the dorm? Sleeping? Like a normal person at this hour?''

''Kitten'' Niki smiled innocently and held up the tiny kitten.

Jiwoo sighed and closed her eyes. ''Please go home to sleep. Or at least go to bed''

The boy stood up and walked over to his girlfriend. ''Sorry, Noona'' He hugged her tightly. ''I'll stop''

''I don't mean you can't come over. Just... stop coming over in the middle of the night because a, one day I'm gonna think you're a murderer and hit you, b, we both need sleep'' Jiwoo wrapped her own arms around Niki's waist and rested her head against his chest. ''And you need to stop growing''

''Never'' Niki smiled and squeezed her harder. ''Now let's go to sleep- is that my shirt?''

Jiwoo peeked down at the hoodie she wore. ''Yeah, got a problem with it?''

''No, you look good''

''I know''

Niki and Jiwoo both headed to bed. The small kitten, Oreo, followed the two humans into Jiwoo's bedroom. Since Oreo couldn't get on the bed, he resulted in just meowing loudly.

Niki peeked down on the floor and spotted Oreo, who stopped meowing as Niki stared at him. ''Can I-''

''Do whatever. Just sleep'' Jiwoo mumbled, already falling asleep again. Niki cheered quietly and picked up Oreo from the floor and laid him on his chest.

''Now be quiet, Noona has to be up early, okay?'' Oreo simply titled his head to the right. ''I'll take that as a yes''

Jiwoo giggled as she heard her boyfriend's conversation with the kitten. ''You're cute''

''I know''

''I was talking to Oreo'' Jiwoo opened one eye and smirked. She knew she was a tease. But in all fairness, Niki broke into her apartment at 2 in the morning.

''Ha. Ha'' Niki pouted and turned back to the cat. ''Oreo, Noona is mean'' Oreo let out a small "meow", as if he agreed with Niki.

''Great, now the cat is on your side'' Jiwoo turned to Niki and glared at Oreo. ''Also, why would you name the cat after a cookie?''

''He looks like an Oreo'' Niki held up the kitten and showed the white patch on his stomach. ''Look! The white... filling thing. And I was at a lack of better names since you refused to name him''

Oreo got off Niki's chest and walked across the bed. He settled on Jiwoo's shoulder, nestling closer to her before falling asleep. ''Ha, fuck you, my kitten''

Niki looked offended but shrugged. ''At least 1 out of 3 is sleeping now''

Jiwoo smiled. She kissed Niki's cheek. ''Sleep''

''Yes, ma'am''

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Dokyeom

Smut = 🔥 Fluff = 💖 Angst = ❤‍🩹 Domestic = 👩‍❤‍👨

The Perfect Husband // 👩‍❤‍👨💖 ↳ Dokyeom is the Prince Charming every girl dreams of marrying. He's perfect in every aspect.

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The Perfect Husband

Pairing: Husband!Dokyeom x OC

Summary: Lee Dokyeom was the kind of husband girls dreamt of when they were young. A Prince Charming who is perfect in every aspect. And he did everything in his power to live up to this.

cw/tw: fluff, kissing, swearing, cheesy nicknames, suggestive, teeth rotting fluff

Note: Just Husband!Dokyeom on the brain :), and since Dokyeom has said he prefers being called Dokyeom, I refuse to use Seokmin.

The clock was almost 12 at noon, but Jiwoo was still fast asleep. She had been up until like 4 in the morning, studying for her upcoming mid-term.

College was tough, but she was working hard for it.

Dokyeom was out running some erands. Both getting some groceries, since their fridge was pretty much empty, and some flowers, since it was Sunday.

That was one of the things Dokyeom had been doing for Jiwoo, ever since they started dating. Every Sunday, without miss, he would buy Jiwoo a fresh bouquet of roses.

He found a bouquet of red roses, which he deemed were perfect enough for his perfect wife.

He quickly paid for the roses and headed home.

On his way home, he couldn't help but smile. He knew Jiwoo would enjoy the roses, she always did, and he always loved the way her face lit up when she smiled.

His friend often teased him for his acts. They couldn't understand how Dokyeom could still be this love-smitten after a whole decade of marriage.

He didn't care. He loved Jiwoo. And he would never stop with his "stupid little acts".

He pulled up to the house and parked. He got the stuff from the trunk, the flowers from the passanger seat, and headed inside.

Judging by the silence Jiwoo was still fast alseep. He chuckled. He was so proud of her. She had been working so hard to get her bachelor's degree in music.

She'd spent so many nights, staying up to study for exams and tests. Dokyeom had done his best to help her study, but he soon found out he was absolutely useless at studying. And he usually just ended up distracting Jiwoo from studying, one way or another.

Dokyeom entered living room. He spotted the, very sad and withered, roses from last week's shopping trip. He picked up the vase and brought them into the kitchen.

He quickly threw the old roses aways and replaced them with the new, fresh ones he just bought.

''Where is my note-paper?'' Dokyeom asked no one in particular. He walked around the whole entré floor, looking for his damn note-paper.

Yes, he had special paper for writing notes for Jiwoo.

He walked into his home-office and dug out a new pack of small squared, pink paper, with a tiny heart in the bottom right corner. ''Ha! Fresh paper''

He jutted down a cheesy note; Wake up my love. Flowers, smiles and laughter are waiting for you, and walked upstairs to place it on the nightstand on Jiwoo's side.

Yes, the note was cheesy as hell, but he had been doing this since they started dating and he wasn't stopping now. And he knew Jiwoo liked them, which was the only thing that really mattered to him.

He went back downstairs to start making lunch, and to wait for Jiwoo to wake up.

As the smell of kimchi reached the bedroom, Jiwoo stirred. She opened one eye, wondering why the house smelled like kimchi.

Then she realized, Dokyeom must be home.

As she sat up she spotted the small note on the nightstand. She smiled at the note, and chuckled slightly at the cheesiness of it.

''Such a chees-head'' She mumbled, but she had a dorky smile on her lips. She took the note and reached into her nightstand. She dug out her binder and placed the note inside.

She had saved every single note Dokyeom had ever written her.

Jiwoo stood from the bed and took a deep breath, through her nose. A small frown grew on her face.

The hoodie she wore was Dokyeom's old favorite hoodie. And also her favorite hoodie. And it no longer smelled like him. Might have been because Jiwoo'd been wearing it for weeks.

But she didn't like that it didn't smell like him anymore.

She dove into Dokyeom's closet and dug out another hoodie, one that smelled like him. She changed hoodies and took a deep breath. Dokyeom's smell filled her nostrils.

Much better.

As she headed downstairs she brought the other hoodie with her. She entered the kitchen and spotted her husband by the stove. A small giggle left her lips as he wore the apron she'd bought him.

It was pink with cupcakes, and she'd made it personal. On the right side it said "Princess Dokyeom". She'd bought it as a joke. But he wore it proudly.

''Hello, love. Looking good in my hoodie'' Dokyeom turned around with a smile and spotted his wife, still groggy from her sleep. ''Sleep well?''

Jiwoo smiled and nodded. ''Yeah, thank you for letting me sleep in''

''Of course I let you sleep in. A, you're a grown woman who can make her own decisions, B, you were up until like 4 studying. I would never wake you up at an ungodly hour after such a study session''

Dokyeom wrapped his arms around her body and held her tightly. Jiwoo wrapped her arms around his waist and enjoyed just standing in his embrace.

''Can you put this on?'' Jiwoo pulled away from the hug and held up their shared favorite hoodie.

''Sure, but why?'' Dokyeom took the hoodie and put it on.

Jiwoo blushed slightly. ''It didn't smell like you anymore, so... you need to Dokyeom it up''

''Of course I'll Dokyeom it up for you, love. Now, I'm making some kimchi jjigae, want some?'' Jiwoo peeked into the pot and saw the boiling stew. She knew Dokyeom cooked like a God.

''Always''

As her husband put the pot on the table, she just had to ask about his little flower traiditon. ''You got new flowers. Again. Why do you do this every week?'' Jiwoo smelled them and smiled at the smell.

''Old habits die hard. At first I did it to impress you, now it's just grown on me. And I like the way you smile every time you see them''

A blush crept up on Jiwoo's cheeks as she felt herself smiling like an absolute idiot. ''I do not!'' Dokyeom raised an eyebrow and motioned to her face. ''Okay... maybe''

''Same for the notes, the asking before kisses and date night, all habits that make you smile like an idiot''

''You're so sweet'' Jiwoo felt like she'd slept with a hanger in her mouth. She couldn't stop smiling. ''Oh right, I know you have some important snob party this evening, so we can move date night-''

''Nope, we're going to the boring party and then we're going wherever you wish, my love'' Dokyeom interrupted.

''Are you sure?'' Jiwoo didn't mind if he needed to skip one night. His job was important, especially since he needed to support her while he studied.

Dokyeom nodded. ''I wouldn't skip date night for anything''

''Cute''

Dokyeom was at his snob party, Jiwoo sat by her desk, books and notes everywhere. She had just showered and now she was back to studying like a mad-man.

Jiwoo's phone dinged once. Twice. Thrice.

Dokyeom:

Love~

Dokyeom:

Baby~

Dokyeom:

Answer me~

Jiwoo chuckled as she read the texts.

Jiwoo:

Yes, Dokyeom? Aren't you in a meeting right now?

Dokyeom:

Well yeah, but it's boring- I think I'm gonna leave this meeting early

Dokyeom:

Be home in 10

Jiwoo raised an eyebrow at her screen. Sure, Dokyeom was the CEO and he could usually do as he pleased, but as far as Jiwoo's knowledge went this meeting was very important.

''He's such an idiot'' She mumbled to herself, but the smile on her lips said otherwise.

Like he texted, 10 minutes later the front door swung open and Dokyeom appeared. ''I'm home~''

''Upstairs! I'm studying''

Dokyeom walked upstairs and found Jiwoo by her desk, clad in his hoodie, pajama-pants, hair in a wet braid and her cute glasses. She hated wearing her glasses, since she thought she looked like a nerd, but Dokyeom found them adorable.

''Wasn't that meeting important?'' Jiwoo asked as Dokyeom spun her chair around.

''Yeah... but I said you were sick... and they accepted it. How long have you been studying?'' Dokyeom asked and peeked at the clock.

Jiwoo followed his gaze. ''Uhm... since you left like 4 hours ago''

''Break time!'' Dokyeom leaned down. ''Can I kiss you?'' He smiled sweetly and waited for an answer..

''You don't have to ask every time'' Jiwoo smiled. ''But yes, you can''

Dokyeom smiled and pressed his lips to Jiwoo's in a sweet manner. ''Well, it's about making sure you're comfortable. Doesn't matter if we've been married for a decade or 7''

Jiwoo smiled. ''Cute''

''Sorry we missed out on date night'' Dokyeom picked Jiwoo up from her chair and laid her in their shared bed. He laid down next to her. ''We've never missed one and-''

''You don't have to panic, we can have two next week''

''Sounds like a plan, now, can I have more kisses?'' Dokyeom pulled Jiwoo on top of him and smiled sweetly.

''Always''

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Mingyu

Smut = 🔥 Fluff = 💖 Angst = ❤‍🩹 Domestic = 👩‍❤‍👨

I already knew I was hot // 💖👩‍❤‍👨 ↳ Jiwoo has a fever. Husband!Mingyu does his asbolute best to get her to rest and get her fever to go down. But she refuses to accept the fever, and his advice.

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I already knew I was hot

Pairing: Husband!Mingyu x OC

Summary: Jiwoo has a horrible fever. Mingyu tries to get her to rest. She refuses to accept that she has a fever.

cw/tw: fluff, cheesy nicknames (Mingyu calls OC baby/my love/love/princess. OC calls Mingyu Gyu/baby)

Note: Just... you know, Husband!Mingyu on the brain

The sun shone through the blinds as the clock neared 7 in the morning. As cliché as it may sound, the birds were chirping outside the window.

Mingyu smiled and stroked Jiwoo's hair as she slept on his chest. He couldn't understand how he managed to marry such a gorgeous woman.

Hell, she was even gorgeous when she slept.

Jiwoo had a habit of just laying on top of him, listening to his heartbeat, before falling asleep. Or she'd have her arms around his neck with her nose burried in his neck. Mingyu couldn't understand why she liked it.

What he did know however, was that he didn't mind it. Her weight was comforting. And if it made her happy, and sleep well, he would never be able to deny her it.

As his fingers brushed across her forehead his eyebrows scrunched. He laid the back of his hand against her forehead. His eyes widened.

She was on fire.

He gently shook her shoulders. ''My love, wake up'' Jiwoo only mumbled something incoherent. ''My love, you're on fire. We need to fix your fever''

Jiwoo whined but rolled off Mingyu. ''I already knew I was hot, no need to blame it on a fever''

''Baby, you're burning up'' Mingyu ignored her comment and headed for the kitchen.

He found a glass bowl and filled it with cold water. He opened the freeze and threw a couple of ice cubes in as well. He found a rag and walked back to the bedroom.

''Gyu, I'm fine''

''You are such a stubborn woman. You are burning up, love'' Mingyu dipped the rag in the cold water, squeezed out the excess water, and placed it on Jiwoo's forehead.

Jiwoo pouted, but accepted the cold rag.

''Look, I have to go to work. I'll do my best and get off at lunch. I'll bring home some food and medicine. Do not move'' Mingyu pointed a stern finger in her direction.

''Fine''

Mingyu nodded. ''Good'' He started changing out of his gray sweatpants and into his office-wear. ''Change the rag when it starts feeling less... cold. That's the only thing I'll allow you to do, changing the water in that bowl''

''Yeah yeah, hurry up or you'll be late'' Mingyu chuckled and nodded. He tied his tie and leaned donw. He pressed a small kiss to Jiwoo's cheek before he headed out.

As soon as Jiwoo heard the car leave the driveway she sat up. ''He can't tell me what to do. I'm a grown woman'' She mumbled and stood up.

She completely ignored Mingyu's order and started cleaning the apartment instead. She was humming to herself as she vaccumed.

She then started doing the dishes and before she knew it the front door opened and Mingyu stood there, staring at her. ''I gave you one order''

''Gyu, I am a grown woman. I don't have to listen to you''

Mingyu sighed and put down his bag by the door. He undid his tie and walked over to his wife. He turned her around and wrapped his arms around her waist.

''I just worry that you're overworking yourself with that fever. I care about you, baby'' He kissed her forehead. ''Now let's get you back to bed''

''I don't want to~'' Jiwoo laid her cheek against Mingyu's chest. ''I don't like laying in bed, being... useless''

''Fine, sit, I bought food'' He held up a bag of McDonald's.

''Can we watch "Rain Man" while eating?'' Jiwoo smiled sweetly.

''Anything you want'' Mingyu chuckled and headed for the living room. Jiwoo cheered quietly and followed him.

As they started the movie Mingyu handed Jiwoo one of the sodas. He'd bought her a coke and himself a fanta. As Jiwoo took a sip she slowly turned to her husband.

''Wanna switch?'' Mingyu asked with a chuckle. Jiwoo nodded shyly. She knew he loved fanta, but she wasn't feeling the coke.

''You don't have to-''

''Here'' Mingyu removed his straw and held out his cup to Jiwoo. Jiwoo smiled happily and removed her own straw and accepted the cup.

''Best husband ever. Love you!'' She kissed his cheek and sipped the fanta happily.

Mingyu smiled as she smiled. Anything to make her happy.

As they finished the food, and the movie continued rolling, Mingyu dug out some medicine for Jiwoo. ''Deny the fever all you want, but take this now''

Jiwoo sighed. And he called her stubborn. ''Okay... only because you gave me your fanta''

The movie continued and Jiwoo's eyes started to get droopy. She laid down in Mingyu's lap. ''Tom Cruise is an ass''

Mingyu chuckled and stroked her hair. ''Yeah he is''

A couple of hours later Jiwoo woke up in their shared bed. The cold rag was back on her forehead and Mingyu was nowhere to be seen.

But she could hear the shower turning off. She wrapped herself in a blanket and walked into the bathroom.

There he stood. Kim Mingyu. Her husband. Dressed while drying his hair with a small towel.

''Look who's awake! Slept well, my love?''

Even if it was a bit reluctant, Jiwoo nodded. ''Yeah. I might have a bit of a fever. Thank you for forcing me to rest''

Mingyu smiled and wrapped his arms around her blanket-covered body. He rested his head on top of hers. ''Of course. Can't let my wife die to a fever''

''You're so dramatic, Gyu. I want oranges. Do we have any?'' Jiwoo looked up from his chest.

''Yeah. I bought some earlier''

''Ooo!'' Before Jiwoo could take another step, Mingyu wrapped his arms around her waist, threw her over his shoulder and carried her back to bed and laid her down.

''Don't move. I'll get your stupid orange''

Jiwoo groaned but nodded. Mingyu disappeared down to down to the kitchen.

As he stood in the kitchen he stared at the orange for a minute. ''Should I peel it? It would be weird to bring back an unpeeled orange, wouldn't it?''

He argued with himself for another minute. But soon he was back in the bedroom, with the orange, on a plate, peeled and ready to eat.

''Wow, you peeled it for me. Why? I could've done it myself'' Jiwoo questioned and ate a slice.

Mingyu blushed and shrugged. ''Dunno'' He sat down next to her on the bed. ''I just thought I'd be nice... and I know you got your nails done the other day. I didn't want you to ruin them because I know you're picky when stuff get under your nails. And your sick... and it felt weird to give you an unpeeled orange when I said I'd get it for you''

Jiwoo's jaw was on the ground. She must've hit the jackpot or something when she chose to marry this man.

Mingyu blushed a deeper color of red as his wife kind of just stared at him in pure adoration. He didn't know what to do. He just hid in the first pillow he could find.

''Stop staring at me like that'' He mumbled and peeked up from the pillow.

''Kim Mingyu. You are the cutest man on earth. And the best husband ever'' Jiwoo leaned over to Mingyu and hugged him tightly.

''Alright alright, eat your orange. Then sleep''

''I am 25, I can decide on my own when I sleep'' Jiwoo said in a determined tone, but she continued eating the orange.

''A 25 year old who loves when her husband peel oranges for her. And when her husband changes sodas with her because she didn't feel like drinking coke that day. And when her husband forces her to rest even when she's a stubborn asshole who won't accept she has a fever. Want me to continue?''

Jiwoo glared at him. ''My fever is not that bad. I'll live''

''That's not the point. The point is that you're to stubborn to rest when your body literally screams for it. So eat orange. Then sleep''

Jiwoo pouted but nodded. ''Only if you're sleeping with me. Because no way in hell am I sleeping alone at 10 p.m''

''Sure''

So she finished her orange, put the plate on her bedside table and laid back down on her back. Mingyu stared at her with a pout. What the hell was she doing?

''What?'' Jiwoo asked and turned to her husband with a smile.

He patted his chest and held out his arms for her. ''Here''

Jiwoo giggled and shook her head. ''Why do we even have a king sized bed?''

''I don't know. You chose it. Now come here!'' He grabbed her and somehow pulled her on top of him. ''Much better''

''You're cute''

''I know'' Mingyu winked and wrapped his arms around her waist. ''How's your "not-fever" feeling?'' He laid his hand on her forehead.

''I'm fine Gyu''

Reluctantly Mingyu agreed. Her fever had gone down. For now at least. ''Fine, but that doesn't mean you can do stuff. Sleep''

''Love you~'' Jiwoo smiled and laid her head against his chest.

''Love you more''

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Taemin

Smut = 🔥 Fluff = 💖 Angst = ❤‍🩹 Domestic = 👩‍❤‍👨

Lights, Camera, Action //

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Lights, Camera, Action

Pairing: Idol!Taemin x Photographer!OC

Summary: Jiwoo and Taemin have been married for a whole decade. They both debuted in SHINee. As SHINee approached their 15th anniversary Jiwoo started pursuing photography.

Who'd be a better guinea pig model than her own husband?

cw/tw: fluff, cute, praising, suggestive, kissing

Note: I'm obsessed with Taemin lately. Why I don't know. But he's so handsome and pretty, and gorgeous, and sexy and- yeah

''Taeminie my babyyy~'' Jiwoo walked through the front door with a sweet smile on her lips.

Taemin, sitting on the couch, looked up from the book he was reading and raised a knowing eyebrow. ''Yes, my dearest wife? What are you gonna subject me to this time?''

Jiwoo smiled and walked over to the couch. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked down at him with a pleading smile.

Taemin knew that smile very well. Whenever she wanted him to do something she'd smile like that.

''You know how I've been taking photography classes, right baby?'' Taemin nodded. ''Right, so this week's assignment was to photograph something sexy... so I thought who's better for the job than the Lee Taemin?''

Taemin chuckled as he leaned his head against the back rest. He looked up at Jiwoo, who was already looking down at him and pursed his lips.

Jiwoo leaned down and kissed his lips sweetly.

''Will you please help me, baby?'' Jiwoo fluttered her eyelashes sweetly.

''I can't, and you know I can't. I told you this morning. And I know you know since you call be "baby". I have to go to the dance studio and work on the "Guilty" choreography. I would help you if I-''

Jiwoo pouted. ''Pretty please?''

Taemin chuckled. ''I don't have ti-''

''Pretty please with sugar on top?! If you loved me-'' Taemin raised an eyebrow. ''-you would help me''

Taemin sighed. ''You're annoying''

''I know. And since you won't help me, I'm calling Minho'' Taemin nodded for her to go on.

So she did.

She found her phone and found Minho's contact. She pressed his contact and put it on speaker phone. Taemin just sat there.

''Jiwoo! My favorite Lee! 'Sup?''

Taemin glared at the phone. ''What do you mean "favorite Lee?!" I thought it was me!''

In the background Jiwoo and Taemin heard Onew cursing at Minho for calling someone else his favroite Lee.

''Too bad, you ain't. And neither are you, Hyung! Now, how can I help my favorite Lee''

''So, for my photography classes I have to photograph something sexy, and Taemin's an ass and won't help me, so would you like to be my sexy model? Maybe something shirtless, or maybe-''

Taemin grabbed Jiwoo's phone from her hands and glared at his wife. ''Buh-bye Hyung, we don't need you''

''Goodbye, see you tom-''

Jiwoo laughed loudly as Taemin ended the call in the middle of Minho's sentence. He chucked her phone behind his shoulder. He turned to his wife and raised an eyebrow.

''You're a bully''

''So you'll help me?'' Jiwoo smiled sweetly.

Taemin sighed loudly. ''Fine! I'll call Noona and tell her practice is off'' He picked up his own phone. ''You're lucky I love you'' He mumbled a pouty tone.

As he ended the call, telling "Noona" he was sick and couldn't dance today. "Noona" didn't believe him for a single second, but she let it slide this time.

She did however warn him if he repeated this she would come to their apartment and drag him to the dance studio herself.

''Now, back to your little rendezvous, do we have any studio lights? Or any equipment at all?''

Jiwoo's sweet, kiss-ass look, switched into a sheepish look. ''I might have bought a camera, studio lights and all that before asking you''

''Why?''

''I just- my backup plan was Minho, I knew he would accept without a fight'' Jiwoo smirked as she headed out the door to get the stuff she bought.

Taemin gasped dramatically. ''How dare you even think of Minho as a backup?'' His wife simply smiled and kissed his cheek.

After they'd set up all the different lights and cameras, and props and whatnot that Jiwoo had brought home, in the bathroom, the woman turned to her husband with a smirk.

''And now, you. We gotta change all...'' Jiwoo moved her hands around her husband's body. ''...this''

''What? I look sexy as I am'' Taemin raised an eyebrow.

''Well that I won't deny. But! This is not what I invisioned...'' She motioned to his oversized hoodie and sweatpants. ''I was thinking that it could fit with your upcoming comeback... so I might have got you a completely new outfit''

She dug out a white tank-top, a pair of white boxers and a pair of blue, baggy (jeans) pants. Taemin reluctantly took the clothes and changed out of his sweatpants and hoodie.

As he showed the outfit to Jiwoo she held up a finger. She started pulling and adjusting his pants. She could feel Taemin's smirk on his lips as her hands brushed past his lower stomach.

''Shut up'' She mumbled and continued her adjusting.

''I didn't say anything!'' Taemin exclaimed and placed his hands on his hips.

Jiwoo ignored him and stepped back. She looked him up and down. He posed jokingly and Jiwoo chuckled.

Jiwoo stood him in front of the bathroom. ''Let's... add a bit of choreo to the photo. Right hand under shirt, show off your stomach. You know, the key move''

Taemin smirked. ''If you wanted me naked you should've just asked, baby''

''Ha. Ha'' Jiwoo laughed sarcastically and loooked at her husband with a forced smile. ''Pose, asshole''

''Yes, ma'am!'' Taemin saluted her and did as she'd wished. ''Lights, camera, action''

Jiwoo stared at him for a moment. ''You're such a weirdo'' Taemin flashed a dorky smile.

Jiwoo continued staring at Taemin as he did the pose she requested. It looked good, but not enough. ''Head down. Hand around your neck''

Taemin did as instructed.

This was another reason as to why Jiwoo wanted to work with her own husband, he'd been in the industry for so long. He knew exactly how to pose, he followed instructions well and he was naturally sexy.

Perfect sexy model.

Jiwoo snapped a few pictures of Taemin in that pose, altering some small things. When she was satisfied with it she showed it to model himself.

''Wow, I look good'' Jiwoo chuckled. ''What are you laughing at? I look sexy. Who knows, maybe these will be my concept photos? You're good at this''

Jiwoo blushed as he praised her. ''You really think that?''

Taemin nodded and hugged her tightly. ''The best! Now, next pose!''

The afternoon continued. Taemin posed as Jiwoo instructed. It started professionally, Taemin answered Jiwoo being very serious about the whole thing.

Then it slowly turned into Taemin doing as he wished and Jiwoo accepting it.

After almost 3 hours of snapping photos they decided to wrap it up.

''I'm gonna edit these a bit. Then you can see them''

Taemin pouted. ''I wanna see them now!''

Jiwoo raised an eyebrow. ''Taemin, sweetie, you're 30, not a toddler. You'll see them when I'm done''

''Okay...''

However, editing proved to be difficult when you had a 30 year old husband who decided he needed attention at this exact moment.

Jiwoo was trying to edit the pictures she seemed to be the best ones. Taemin sat behind her on the bed, legs on each side of her body, arms around her waist as he watched her edit.

His shin rested on her shoulder as she tapped away on the computer.

Taemin's attention span was about the same as a 5 year old, on a sugar high.

His fingers started tapping a rhythm on Jiwoo's thighs and he started humming to himself. Jiwoo turned around and raised an eyebrow. She'd told him if he wanted to sit here. Silence.

He quickly stopped.

But then his attention started wearing thin again. He found a hairbrush ans some hair ties Jiwoo had laying around.

He carefully started brushing Jiwoo's hair and braiding it. Jiwoo stopped her editing and turned around. She smiled.

''You really have no patience. You're like a five year old'' Jiwoo examined the braid. It was good.

''Yet you love me. Besides, if I was a five year old, wouldn't that make you a predator?''

Jiwoo raised her eyebrow. ''Ha. Ha''

''I'll go cook or something. Have a good editing session''

''Love you!'' Jiwoo yelled through the house as Taemin bounced down the stairs.

''Love you more!''

After Jiwoo'd edited the photos she headed into the kitchen to show Taemin.

Taemin, who was making tteokbokki, was amazed.

''My wife's so talented! And I'm much more sexy than Minho-Hyung would ever be''

Jiwoo chuckled and patted his cheek. ''That's your opinion''

''Whatever. You and I both know I'm speaking facts. Now, I think these are perfect for my concept photos this comeback. And I'm saving money if use my lovely wife's hard labor''

''Who said I'm free?'' Jiwoo raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips. ''I'm an expensive bitch''

''Well... expensive? Yes. But bitch? No. What do you want as pay? I could think of a few things I know you'd like'' Taemin smirked as he placed his own hands on Jiwoo's.

Jiwoo chuckled and shook her head. ''You're such a pervert''

Taemin couldn't see the problem. She wanted pay. He had something to pay with. Which they'd both enjoy.

''Besides. I have to send these in for class and-''

Before Jiwoo could finish her sentence Taemin pressed his lips against hers. Jiwoo giggled as he pulled away.

''You talk too much sometimes''

''And you have too little patience. Your tteok is burning'' Jiwoo pointed at the pan, which smoked a bit more than it should've.

Taemin turned around and spotted the pan. He quickly moved it from the heat. He smiled awkwardly as he turned back to his wife.

''It's not burnt. It just... on the verge of burning. Want some?''

Jiwoo smiled. He was so cute. And he tried cooking. Which he rarely did. ''Of course I will''

As they are Taemin's half-burnt creation Taemin smirked. ''Next time you should do a budoir photoshoot''

Jiwoo choked on the food. ''Lee Taemin!? WHAT THE FUCK!?''

''What? It was just an idea! I'm sexy. You're a great photographer. And...''

''You just want a reason to get naked'' Jiwoo deadpanned him. ''And don't even deny it, you're... you''

''Oh baby. If I wanted to be naked I'd be naked'' He winked and continued eating his food.

''Fuck you, Lee Taemin''

''Anytime, baby''

[smileydk]

2:39 AM

Pairing: non-idol!Jungkook x OC

Summary: Jiwoo, insomnia, Jungkook, for once he's asleep at a reasonable time, but since his girlfriend can't sleep, he can't sleep. Well, she woke him up, but tomatoe tomatoh

cw/tw: fluff, established relationship, kisses, cuddling, VERY SHORT

Note: Based on my own one shot about Seungcheol at 3:00 AM

Jungkook was asleep, as one would at 2:30 AM. And most of the times when he slept he might as well have been dead. He was impossible to wake when he finally fell asleep, for real.

This night however was different, he wasn't that deep-dead asleep, but he was asleep.

Jiwoo was wide awake. She couldn't sleep. Why she did not know, but she couldn't fall asleep. No thoughts were going through her head, it was just one of those sleepless nights.

Her hand reached down to her waist, around which Jungkook's arm was wrapped, and allowed her pointer finger to trace all of his tattoos.

She always wanted to get a tattoo, but she never had the time, guts or money. And she loved Jungkook’s tattoo sleeve. It was colorful, added to his aesthetic, and holy fuck it was attractive.

Apparently her light touch tickled as Jungkook's arm tightened around her waist. He pulled her closer and nestled his nose further into her hair.

''Stop that, it tickles'' His tired, raspy voice whispered as he tried getting comfy to fall back to sleep

''I can't sleep~'' Jiwoo whined and turned around, still in Jungkook's arms.

''I don't care, I have to get up in three hours, you don't. Let me sleep'' Jungkook glared at his girlfriend through tired eyes.

Jiwoo couldn't help herself. She reached out and squeezed Jungkook's cheeks gently. ''You're so squishy'' She completely ignored his complaints.

The man couldn't help the smile that grew on his lips. She was just too adorable. He pulled her even closer and kissed her forehead. ''Please go to sleep''

''I would if I could!'' She exclaimed and pouted.

Jungkook wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. In a lazy manner he started peppering pher face with kisses. Jiwoo couldn’t help the giggle that left her lips. Jungkook’s smile widened. Her laugh was like music to his ears.

''Tell me what’s on your mind. I know it’s something since you can’t sleep''

''Nothing. It’s just… one of those sleepless nights''

The man let out a quiet sigh. Not a tired sigh. A sigh filled with empathy. He felt bad for Jiwoo. She’d always had a hard time sleeping.

He didn’t know what to do. He simply held her in his arms and kissed the crown of her head.

Jiwoo smiled as he held her. He was the perfect person.

Maybe it was because the clock was 2:39 AM, or maybe it was because Jiwoo realized she found her it person, or fatigue, or just a little bit of everything.

Regardless of the reason, tears started flowing.

Jungkook could feel her body shake as she sobbed quietly. He pulled away and looked down at her. A small chuckle left his lips. ''Why are you crying, Princess?''

''I don’t know'' She sobbed quietly.

Jungkook chuckled and held her face in his hands. He ran his thumbs across her cheeks, wiping away the tears that wouldn’t stop flowing. He leaned in kissed her lips. ''You’re too pretty to cry, stop!''

A pout firmed on Jiwoo’s lips. ''I can’t help it''

''When was the last time you slept?''

''Yesterday…'' The man raised an eyebrow. ''…2 hours…''

''Aish…'' Jungkook wrapped his arms around the girl’s waist and pulled her on top of him.

A small shriek left Jiwoo’s lips as she landed chest to chest with her boyfriend. She wiped her eyes before she rested her head on the back of her hands.

They just laid there in silence, staring into each others eyes. Jungkook played with a lock on Jiwoo’s head while Jiwoo just laid there, smiling in admiration. Jungkook was the best boyfriend in the entire world.

A small yawn left Jiwoo’s lips as Jungkook fingers ran across her scalp. A small smile grew on the man’s lips. His little head massage seemed to work wonders for her insomnia.

Jiwoo’s eyes closed and soon quiet snores left her lips. Jungkook smiled in satisfaction. He kissed her forehead and tucked her hair behind her ears.

''Sleep tight, Princess''

[smileydk]

Beomgyu

Smut = 🔥 Fluff = 💖 Angst = ❤‍🩹 Domestic = 👩‍❤‍👨

''Noona and Hyung should marry!'' // 💖🔥 ↳ Beomgyu works a day at KiCa. At KiCa he meets Jiwoo, a girl who was quick with remarks, combacks and a proffesional at teasing. How come the two end up in the backseat of Jiwoo's brother's car?

[smileydk]

''Noona and Hyung should marry!''

Pairing: Idol!Beomgyu x OC

Summary: Beomgyu has to work at a kids café for some kind of promotion for his band. Jiwoo is partially forced and partially happy to bring her newphew to the very same kids café.

cw/tw: fluff, crack, k-drama shit, oral (m, f), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it if you wanna tap it), car sex, tummy bulge, kissing, hickeys, orgasm denial (kind of?)

Note: Based on the youtube video obviously. Not gonna be exact since we need some romance.

''Noona!'' Changmin screamed as he ran through the house.

Jiwoo chuckled to herself. She was playing hide and seek with the boy and was currently sitting in his closet. Changmin had been screaming Noona for 3 minutes while he searched, and Jiwoo had zero intentions to reply.

His small feet could be heard outside the closet, they tapped against the carpet as he ran around the room, looking everywhere he possibly could.

''Noona?'' His voice was breaking.

''Fuck'' Jiwoo mumbled to herself and opened the closet. ''Changmin, I'm here'' She wrapped her arms around his small body and smiled as sweetly as she possibly could.

''Why didn't you answer me when I screamed?'' Changmin glared at the older woman.

Sometimes Jiwoo forgot that Changmin was only 3 since he was very bright, but then again, at moments like these his actual age showed.

''Because we were playing hide and seek. It wouldn't have been fun if you knew where I hid, would it?''

Changmin sniffled and wiped his eyes. He pouted slightly but nodded slowly.

While the two just sat in Changmin’s room his single father, Changkyun, and Jiwoo’s brother peeked inside the room.

''Jiwoo, would you mind taking Changmin to KiCa today? I’ve gotta go to work. Some paper work I, apparently, forgot the other day''

''Wow, the Kim Changkyun didn’t do all his paper work in time? I’m so telling mom about this'' Jiwoo teased.

Changkyun was a brain surgeon. He finished his education at the young age of 30. Despite his young age he was a very skilled surgeon. Jiwoo was proud of him, but she also saw it as her duty to keep his ego to a minimum.

''That didn’t answer my question. Can you take him or not?''

Jiwoo nodded. ''Of course. If I get the car''

Yes. Jiwoo lived with her brother. Why? Simply because they had a great relationship and because she was a broke college student. It was hard to make enough money to live in Seoul while also studying at Seoul university.

Jiwoo had saved since she was a little child so she could get into the best of the best, and she got some money with her scholarship. She wanted to become an attorney, after being 19 and seeing Extraordinary Attorney Woo.

Yes, a k-drama was the reason.

Besides, it was Changkyun’s proposal that Jiwoo moved in with him. His idea was that she could help him out with Changmin, and she gets to live with them. Plus his apartment was close to university.

''But I'm going across town!'' Changkyun exclaimed. ''And you know, it's mine!''

''Fine! Where is KiCa anyways?''

''It takes 10 minutes with the bus, come on, you've been there before! Dumbass. The new workers there are your age. Find a boyfriend'' Changkyun smiled sweetly as he threw on his coat. ''See you later, sis! Might wanna put on something other than that mini-skirt, it's cold outside''

Jiwoo turned to her nepwhew. ''Your appa is mean, Noona can wear whatever she wants''

''I know, you look pretty, let's go to KiCa!'' Changmin was very excited. He adored the place. He was quick to put on his shoes and jacket. Jiwoo wasn't even by the door when he was done, and the three year old was impatient.

''Noona! Hurry up!'' Changmin jumped.

''Calm down, Changmin-ah, I'm coming. KiCa doesn't open for another 20 minutes'' Jiwoo put on her favorite knee-high boots. They were a gift from Changkyun on her birthfay, and she basically lived in them at ths point. And then she threw on her leather jacket.

''Noona looks like a kpop idol. But Noona is also the slowest person on this planet'' Changmin complained as Jiwoo finally opened the front door.

''Yah, I can also stay home which means you have to stay home'' Jiwoo raised a daring eyebrow.

''Sorry Noona! Let's go, please'' He pouted.

''Aish, fine'' The woman couldn't say no when he pouted.

A small, happy squeal left Changmin's lips as they got on the bus. He hadn't seen his friends in so long! He missed them so much. He also really wanted to play in the dirt! And have P.E with the work-Hyung.

As they got off the bus, and Changmin bowed politely at the driver, he broke into a sprint. The Kids Café was right by the bus stop. Jiwoo chuckled slightly as she jogged to catch up.

Changmin pulled gently at the door to check if they'd opened. The door opened with ease and the boy's smile widened. He rushed towards the elevator and immediately pressed the button.

''Noona, hurry! The elevator will be here any second! I wanna meet Juhyeon!''

Jiwoo chuckled as she nodded. She sped up her walk and reached the boy just as the elevator dinged, signaling it was on their floor.

Changmin quickly pushed the button to the KiCa floor and the elevator doors closed. As the display showed the floors ticking by Changmin only grew more excited.

Jiwoo had been at the KiCa before and she knew the ones who worked there, kind of. According to Changkyun there were a few new faces, but when they entered she spotted the old workers, and an unfamiliar head.

He turned around and Jiwoo's eyes were as wide as saucers.

''Choi Beomgyu'' She mumbled to herself.

''You must be Changmin'' He smiled and leaned down to put a name sticker on the boy's chest.

Changmin nodded happily, not frightened by the unfamiliar face. He had always loved meeting new people. He was a social butterfly. ''Yeah! I'm Changmin, what's your name, Hyung?''

''Beomgyu'' Beomgyu smiled as the three year old nodded, before he quickly walked into the playroom to join his friends in whatever they were doing.

Jiwoo took a seat in the café area. She got herself a fruit tea before pulling out her phone. She was usually bored out of her mind since Changmin spent the full hour at this place, and she couldn't leave during that one hour.

She was facing the little window they had, which showed the play area. She chuckled to herself as Beomgyu clearly tried his best at bonding with the children, without much success.

Beomgyu looked up from his failed bonding attempt and spotted the laughing girl. He raised an eyebrow at her and crossed his arms. Jiwoo tried her best to not laugh at him, but it was hard when he pouted like a five year old kid.

Changmin spotted his Aunt looking through the window with an amused grin. ''That's my Noona. Appa says she's single and needs to find a boyfriend. Hey, you're pretty, are you single?''

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow. ''Changmin, your Noona is very pretty''

''Wait here'' Changmin stood up. He dusted off the dirt on his clothes before he rushed out to Jiwoo.

''Changmin, what did you do?''

''Work-hyung, I can't remember his name, thinks you're pretty! Come on, I'll introduce you!'' Changmin grabbed Jiwoo's skirt and tugged gently.

''Changmin, I can't be in there. I can talk to him la-''

Before Jiwoo could finish her sentence Changmin had walked back into the playroom. He walked straight up to Beomgyu, who had now managed to make a little girl cry, grabbed his arm and gave it a harsh tug.

''I'm gonna introduce you to Noona!''

Beomgyu's only thought was that at least one child seemed to like him, even if it was because he wanted to match him with his Noona.

He pulled him outside and forced Beomgyu to sit. ''Get to know each other. I'm gonna play with Juhyeon'' Changmin smiled sweetly before taking of once more.

Jiwoo looked after her nephew with a confused look. She had no idea what his plan was, but she was sure she didn't like it.

Beomgyu also looked quite confused. ''You're a mom!?'' Was the first thing he exclaimed. Not "hi" like the normal person would.

''Aren't you too young to be a mom? And too beautiful?'' He continued and winked before he leaned back, trying to act cool.

A small chuckle left Jiwoo's lips. ''Nope, I'm his aunt. Why he calls me Noona is a mystery. And do you mean mom's aren't beautiful?'' She raised an eyebrow.

She was born a tease. It didn't make it better that she was almost 10 years younger than her older brother, meaning she could tease without any consequence.

''No! I didn't mean it like that- don't twist my words!'' Beomgyu sat up with furrowed eyebrows. He enjoyed meeting someone who a) weren't his members and b) someone who didn't treat him like a global superstar.

''I'm not twisting your words. I'm creating my own interpretation'' Jiwoo shrugged and put her phone away as well as her Airpods.

''So, Ms. Tease, got a name?''

''Yeah, don't you? I thought everyone had a name'' Jiwoo raised her eyebrow again, knowing very well that she probably got on his nerves.

''I would like to know it if you would like to tell me'' Beomgyu took a deep breath. She was a bit too good at teasing.

''Kim Jiwoo, I know you're Choi Beomgyu. Must say, big fan, and you look damn taller without the other giants in your group'' Jiwoo stretched out her hand for Beomgyu to shake. ''What is Mr. Superstar doing here? At KiCa? And what in the world did you do to make that girl cry?''

''I'm here... why am I here? I have no idea. And she started'' Beomgyu mumbled in an accusing tone, as if he wasn't almost four times her age.

''Ah yes, the four year old girl probably deserved a grown man fake-crying in her face'' Jiwoo chuckled as Beomgyu tried explaining himself. ''I think that's some kind of record''

Beomgyu narrowed his eyes at her. ''You're actually worse than Yeonjun-Hyung''

''It's a talent'' She flipped her hair dramatically, causing it to whip Beomgyu in the face.

''Are you always this rude?'' Beomgyu raised and eyebrow and leaned closer to her.

''Yep'' Jiwoo wouldn’t admit it, but he made her a little nervous.

''Beomgyu-ssi, I told you to clean the shoes. It's a punishment for making a girl cry'' One of the, female, workers scolded Beomgyu.

''Fine''

20 minutes later Beomgyu finished cleaning the children’s, very dirty, shoes. And the other workers decided he'd probably do better in the "P.E" room.

Why?

Mostly boys, and apparently the boys were a bit more hardcore. And because the P.E room was a lot more… well physical and less sitting still.

Beomgyu put name tags on the boys as they lined up after each other.

''Are you a female teacher or a male teacher?'' One of the kids asked, causing Jiwoo to burst out laughing.

''Yah, Seoan, he's clearly a man'' Changmin protected Beomgyu as he spoke. ''Men can also have long hair, and be very pretty!''

''Thank you, Changmin'' Beomgyu patted his head and glared slightly at Jiwoo as she still laughed.

''Yes Beomgyu, you’re a very pretty man'' Jiwoo snickered as Beomgyu still looked a little offended.

''I know. Now stop laughing at me''

Jiwoo raised her hands and nodded.

''Good girl'' Beomgyu disappeared into the playroom with the four boys.

Jiwoo did not enjoy the fact that him calling her that had such an affect on her. Nor did she like that the comment basically went straight to her core.

''Fuck''

''Yah! You can’t just leave me here!'' Beomgyu whined as the staff and crew from HYBE packed into the car.

''You made a girl cry. Yeonjun said you deserve it'' One if the producers shrugged and closed the car door. ''Here’s a few bills for the bus. Have a good time''

''Hey, Mr. Superstar, need help?''

Beomgyu turned around and found Jiwoo standing in front of him, holding Changmin’s hand.

He was slightly embarrassed, since he came from Daegu he didn’t know the bus system that well Seoul. In his defense they never took the bus in Seoul, someone always drove them around.

''Uhm… yeah?''

''Me and Changmin are heading home and uhm… hopefully Changkyun’s back with the car and I can give you a ride to HYBE. Sounds good?''

Beomgyu nodded. As Jiwoo started walking she missed the fact that Beomgyu didn’t follow her.

Changmin noticed. ''Work-Hyung, you coming or not? And stop staring at Noona’s ass''

Jiwoo chuckled to herself as an awkward cough left the man’s lips, followed by some quick steps.

''Noona and Hyung should marry!'' Changmin exclaimed out of the blue.

The two adults looked at the child. ''No. Noona and Beomgyu are friends. Nothing else''

Beomgyu nodded along.

''No, marry'' Changmin pouted.

Jiwoo sighed and shook her head. Sadly Changmin got the genes everyone in the family had. The ones that basically made it impossible to convince you once you'd decided on something.

After the 10 minute bus ride and another bow from Changmin to the bus driver the three found themselves in Changkyun’s luxury apartment.

''Oppa~''

''Yes I’m home, yes you can borrow the car. Key’s in the bowl. Hello Beomgyu''

Changkyun looked up from his phone and waved at Beomgyu.

Beomgyu and Changkyun went to the same high school. Changkyun remembered Beomgyu as a small, adorable, shy nerd.

Now he was 6’1 tall, grew out his hair, grew some muscle, could sing, his voice dropped about 4 octaves, and he wasn’t as shy anymore.

''You got a glow-up. You look a lot better in long hair'' Beomgyu smiled and bowed.

''Thank you~ I’m giving Beomgyu a ride to the HYBE building''

Changkyun smirked. ''Condoms in the glovebox''

Jiwoo flipped him off as she exited the apartment. Beomgyu only followed, and chuckled slightly at Jiwoo’s red cheeks.

During the few hours he’d known her she’d only been an ass, a teasing ass, not that he minded. She was fun to hang out with. But now Ms. Cocky was blushing over something as simple as condoms.

''So… if you’re a fan, whatcha think about my longer hair?''

Jiwoo totally forgot the fact that she was speaking to the Choi Beomgyu. She spoke as if it was her best friend, Sanghoon, in the passanger seat. They always made suggestive, flirty jokes with each other.

''Sexy, easy to pull- I mean… it looks fine''

Beomgyu smirked. He enjoyed every second. ''You think I’m sexy? And your thoughts are what now?''

''What? You are sexy and you know it'' Jiwoo slowed down and stopped outside the HYBE building.

''And you’re sexy as hell'' Beomgyu smirked. ''Here’s my number. Call me''

''Uhm… sure''

Jiwoo never meant to actually call Beomgyu. Not because she didn’t like him. But come on. She was a “normal” person, not famous in any way other than possibly being the sister of the "best surgeon in the world".

Beomgyu was a global superstar. He had millions of fans who adored him, cried as they saw him, spent all of their savings in hope to pull a little piece of paper with his face on.

She was sure he didn’t even give her his real number.

She was convinced he only did it as some kind of thank you, for the ride.

But Changmin found her phone one day, unlocked, wondered who it was and decided to find out himself.

When he realized it was work-Hyung he immediately found his father, told him about the situation and the two quickly went into action. Action meaning: getting Jiwoo a boyfriend.

With other words, Changkyun forced his sister to drive to a place he’d chosen, pick up Beomgyu and drive to another place, which he'd also chosen.

She hadn’t planned for anything that happened that day to actually happen.

It was all her brother’s fault.

She was absolutely not planning on laying on her back in the backseat, Beomgyu’s head burried between her legs. Chest heaving quickly as Beomgyu shoved his tongue between her folds.

Her hands were pulling at Beomgyu’s long locks, making the man smirk, due to the statement she made a few days ago.

As her high was approaching Jiwoo tried closing her legs, which Beomgyu didn’t seem to like. His fingers dug into her plush thighs, forcing them to stay open.

''Fuck~ I am so… close- fuck!''

The man smirked and pulled away from her pussy. He smirked as he wiped his lips. ''You tease me, I tease you, princess'' Jiwoo whined as she felt her orgasm fading away.

''Fuck your legs are sexy, especially in these boots'' Beomgyu ran his nose along her legs, leaving a kiss or hickey along the way.

Jiwoo was embarrassed over how easily he made her wet. But then again. He was Choi Beomgyu. He was basically famous for singing and good looks.

''Changkyun is gonna kill me'' Jiwoo mumbled as Beomgyu continued kissing her legs, which seemed to go on forever in Beomgyu's mind.

A small chuckle left the man’s lips. ''Wasn’t he fhe one who wanted you to do this?''

''Shut up'' Jiwoo whined and punched Beomgyu in the chest. Beomgyu only continued chuckling and leaned closer. He pressed his lips against Jiwoo’s while he allowed his hand to travel south. His ego grew slightly as a high pitched moan left Jiwoo’s lips.

It was dark. The clock might have been 1 in the morning. But someone passed the car, which caused Beomgyu to slap his hand over Jiwoo’s mouth.

The person stopped slightly and turned towards the car.

''Keep walking!'' Beomgyu snapped in a rude tone. The person seemed terrified and disappeared. He removed his right hand, which covered her mouth, while his left hand sped up it's movements.

Beomgyu dipped his head down and started leaving hickeys all over Jiwoo’s neck. Jiwoo’s fingers found Beomgyu’s scalp again and started pulled at his roots.

A small groan left Beomgyu’s lips as her nail scratched against his scalp. He might have enjoyed her pulling his hair a bit too much. ''Fuck that's nice- do that again, princess''

Jiwoo chuckled and repeated the action, forcing another groan from his pink, plump lips.

As Jiwoo felt her orgasm building up again, which didn’t take long due to previous orgasm build up, she clenched around Beomgyu’s long, slender fingers, only he had no intnetions of letting her cum anytime soon. He ripped his fingers from her and smirked.

''Beomgyu!'' Jiwoo whined loudly. ''I swear. If you don’t let me cum soon, I’m doing it myself and forcing you to watch''

''Fine, only because you asked so nicely, princess ''

He pulled down his pants and underwear. He pumped himself a couple of times.

Jiwoo stared with wide eyes. ''That is not gonna fit'' She mumbled to herself.

''We’re gonna make it fit, princess. Hands and knees''

Jiwoo did as ordered. Beomgyu could almost cum from the sight of her on her knees, mouth open and ready for him.

Beomgyu pushed his dick past her lips and immediately let out a groan. Her warm mouth embracing him was almost enough for him to burst right away.

Without a second thought he grabbed her hair and pushed her head all the way. A choked sound left Jiwoo’s lips while Beomgyu thrusted into her mouth.

Beomgyu had a firm grip on her hair, pulling slightly, which forced a moan from Jiwoo’s lips. ''You like that, hm?''

Jiwoo hummed in response, which sent vibrations down his shaft. A loud, throaty groan left his lips. An ego boost on Jiwoo's behalf. She hollowed her cheeks as much as she possibly could.

Beomgyu groaned again, feeling his own orgasm coming. He twitched in her mouth, causing the woman to hollow her cheeks again. His thrusts sped up and a final groan left his lips.

A moment later he came down her throat. As Beomgyu pulled out he groaned at the sight. A string of cum, mixed with saliva, hung between her perfect, pink lips and the tip of his dick.

''Oh my god- best head ever. So your smart mouth is good for something other than snappy remarks''

Jiwoo laid back down on her back, per Beomgyu's demand, and waited for him to do... anything to her.

The man placed his hands by her head. He hovered over her and smirked as he stopped just an inch from her face. He laid his cock across her stomach, groaning to himself.

Jiwoo spotted it as well and a concerned whimper left her lips.

''It's gonna fit, or I'm gonna make it fit'' Beomgyu pumped himself a few times before running the head along her slit.

A whiney moan left her lips and her body jerked slightly. A taunting chuckle left Beomgyu's lips. ''Needy?''

''Yes, please fuck me~''

''Your wish is my command, princess'' Beomgyu chuckled but did as wished.

As he entered her slowly Jiwoo's jaw fell open, eyes closed and eyebrows scrunched. ''Fuck- you're too big'' She panted as she could feel him still pushing inside her.

''Come on princess, be a good girl, you can take it''

When he bottomed out he stopped for a moment. Both so that Jiwoo could adjust to him, and to allow his eyes to take in the heavenly look before him. As he let his gaze travel her body, it stopped by her belly.

''My god, you are tiny'' Beomgyu mumbled as he laid his hand on her tummy. His ego grew as he could see his own dick all the way up in her belly.

And the size difference was a bit too hot on Beomgyu’s behalf.

Another whimper left Jiwoo's lips. ''Fuck- please move~''

The man nodded slightly and pulled out slowly. He pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in, harshly, making the whole car shake.

His ego grew with each moan that left Jiwoo's lips. It grew even more when she moaned his name, loud and clear.

Jiwoo placed her hand over her mouth in an attempt to silence her moans. It didn't do much, but it did something.

Beomgyu chuckled and grabbed her hand. He pinned them both by her head. ''Nuh-uh, I wanna hear those pretty sounds''

Due to the two earlier, almost, orgasms it wasn't hard for the third one to build up. Quickly.

Apparently Beomgyu could tell as well as his hips sped up even more.

If someone was to talk by they'd know right away what was happening. But the two inside the car? Not a single care in the world, except chasing their much needed orgasms.

''Fuck- please let me cum this time'' Jiwoo managed to get out between moans and pants.

''Of course, princess. You've been such a good girl''

Those were all the words Jiwoo needed to hear before she released around Beomgyu. A moment later Beomgyu came inisde her, slowing down his movements to ride out both their highs.

As he pulled out a cocky grin grew on his lips. ''And you said it wouldn't fit''

Jiwoo only punched him in the chest again. A small "ouff" left his lips. ''Fuck you''

''Hey, you texted me first''

''My brother texted you first. I left my phone unlocked, which seemed to have been a mistake''

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow. ''You calling me a mistake? The sounds you made say otherwise''

''You- I- we-'' Jiwoo didn't know what to say, which was a rare thing.

''Cat got your tongue, princess?'' An amused grin grew on Beomgyu's lips as he spoke. He leaned down and pecked her lips. ''Sorry''

'They both got dressed and walked around the car to get into the front. They both missed the paparazzis snapping photos of them. They both missed the fact that they were, most likely, gonna be on the news tomorrow.

''Asshole''

''Your asshole''

''Whatever, cheescake''