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Seoksoo - imperfect Pt 1 - Chapter 8 - Girl Math

Synopsis: Lee Seokmin likes a lot of things: karaoke, stuffed animals, his friends, his family (when they're not at each other's throats), and when things go according to plan. It's perfect that way. That is...until Joshua Hong, the Education Department TA, stumbles into his view one day and suddenly Seokmin has to start facing the fact that maybe not everything in life will be perfect...but with Joshua, that might just be ok.

Tags: College!AU, ActingMajor!Seokmin, Teacher!Joshua, Romance, Angst, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Side GyuCheol, Side JunHao, Side Verkwan, Other Idol appearances, Anxiety/Panic Attacks, Domestic Violence (not between the main couple), Joshua is a dork 90% of the time, (More Tags will be Added as needed)

Length: approx. 6.8k words

Chapter 8 - Girl Math

Seokmin didn’t expect their ‘second date’ to be within the same week, much less within 24 hours of one another, but when he woke up early that Sunday morning to a text from Joshua, his heart got lodged in his throat.

[Joshua] (10min ago]: Hey! I’m finishing up my run this morning and I’m passing your apartment! Want to meet up and get a coffee?

Seokmin immediately bolted out of bed and made a beeline for his closet. He pulled open his closet and scanned it for something resembling activewear. After a second of scanning with no luck, Seokmin realized something. He turned to the phone, sitting face up with the messages to Joshua still open.

“I never replied…” he muttered to himself. Seokmin quickly picked up his phone and wrote a reply.

[Seokmin] (now): Sounds great! Text me when you’re outside and I’ll meet you!!!

Seokmin deleted the extra exclamation points before sending it and returning to his closet to find something else to wear. With midterms being over, the four-day weekend meant classes didn’t start until the following day, a much-needed breather for students. Most of them, Seungkwan included, took the extra Monday to sleep in, but not Seokmin. He was throwing on a tee shirt and a pair of basketball shorts that he thinks are Mingyu’s with how loose they are hanging around his waist. He immediately tugged at the strings and made a mental note to wash and return them before the week was over.

Seokmin took an apple from the pantry, biting into it as he waited in the kitchen. He leaned against the counter, staring down at his phone. A few minutes passed since Joshua texted back with a thumbs-up emoji, most likely because he was still running towards the apartments now.

Seokmin was not as athletic as Seungkwan or as much of a gym rat as Mingyu or Seungcheol, but he knew it was important to work out. He, however, preferred walks through the neighborhood rather than being cramped in a sweaty gym. His mother says that’s because he gets self-conscious and thinks other people are looking at him while he works out, but he’s not really sure.

When his phone finally does buzz, his eyes are immediately pulled to it. Joshua’s text says he’ll be outside within 2 minutes, and Seokmin is out the door. Seungkwan’s room is still, and knowing him will probably remain that way until he’s back from the walk. Carefully, he closed the door behind him so as to not disturb his roommate, and headed down the elevator to meet Joshua outside.

When he headed outside, Joshua was already there. Seokmin chuckled when he saw him running in place still, a dopey grin on his face. The sun was just barely peeking over the horizon, about 7 a.m. by now.

“Morning~.” Joshua hummed. He did a once over of Seokmin, and his grin only widened. “You definitely look ready for a run.”

Seokmin’s smile dropped almost immediately. “Do I look stupid?”

“No, no.” Joshua shook his head. “Just…” he motioned to his pants. “You might want to sue whoever sold you those pants. They’re big on you.”

“Oh.” Seokmin fixed them at the waist, rolling them up a bit to fit on his hips better. “They’re Kim Mingyu’s. He left them here a while back and I guess I forgot to return them.” Joshua smiled.

“Hm.” He nodded. His running slowed to a small jog, motioning down the street. “Shall we? The café I wanted to get coffee from is probably going to open just as we get there.”

“Okay.” The duo headed off down the street.

“Were you awake when I texted you?” Joshua didn’t look at him as he asked.

“Just about,” Seokmin said. “I was just lying in bed.” While that was technically true, ‘I’ve been awake since 5 because I woke up to pee then couldn’t stop thinking about the one time, I waved to someone in the street that wasn’t waving back at me but the person behind me, and then it made me think of when I said ‘you too’ to our waiter and it took every fiber of my being not to gouge my eyes out so you texting me was actually a fucking god sent!’ didn’t roll off the tongue as nicely. “What about you? Do you always go for runs?”

“I try to go a few times a week while it’s warm.” He admitted. “Especially when I have the extra time.” He stretched his arms over his head, a groan escaping his lips as he opened up his chest. “I ran like 3 miles.” Seokmin whistled, and it made Joshua grin wider. “You should join me sometime.”

Seokmin had to stop himself from blurting out a love-sick agreement because he knew he’d regret it. Seungkwan was a runner, and once got him up for two weeks straight to train for a half marathon with him, and Seokmin felt too bad to say no and not look like a supportive friend. He couldn’t move his legs properly for weeks. “Maybe not an entire three miles.” He laughed shyly.

“One then,” Joshua said. “Maybe two.” He held up two fingers, and Seokmin nodded in agreement. “Cool.” He grinned. The duo walked in silence for a little bit, enjoying the cool morning air of October as it tickled their skin. Seokmin saw others out with the same idea, jogging through the streets or into the local park while the weather still felt appropriate to do so without falling over from exhaustion. Seokmin rubbed his arms, looking over at Joshua. He was in a loose tee shirt and pair of basketball shorts, similar to him but his clothes actually fit him and most likely weren’t grabbed from his best friend’s closet. Seokmin had to swat away the idea that Joshua is put off by Seokmin wearing another man’s shorts, even if that man is his best friend and someone who is in a committed relationship with someone else.

The thought that followed it though, about how good Joshua looked in his running outfit, made Seokmin’s cheeks heat up in embarrassment. “What are your plans for the rest of the long weekend?” Joshua finally asked. “I know you said you weren’t going all the way to your parents.”

Seokmin shrugged. “I have a shift at my job today, but I think I’m mostly going to stay home and rest.” He said. “If I do get a callback, I’ll be busy a lot more when school starts and I won’t get that time.” Joshua nodded in understanding. A second of silence before Seokmin coughed: “Uhm, what about you?”

Hearing the nervous tone in Seokmin’s voice made him chuckle, “Well, I didn’t do much work yesterday. I was on a pretty hot date.” Seokmin chuckled, scratching the back of his neck as he rolled his eyes.

“Oh?” he eyed Joshua. He nodded.

“Yeah. He’s pretty cute.” Seokmin sucked his lips in between his teeth to hold back his smile, which threatened to overtake his entire face. Joshua looked him over briefly. “I gave him a teddy bear bead from my own personal collection. It’s pretty serious.”

The confident bug finally woke up in Seokmin’s brain, and he said: “Jeez, I should watch out then, hm?” Seokmin asked, and Joshua now was the one to laugh. Seokmin liked hearing Joshua’s laugh. He liked how easy Joshua made him feel, even in moments when he felt like he was going to implode within himself.

“Mhm.” Joshua nodded. The café was coming up around the corner, and Seokmin saw a young woman sweeping the pathways for the patrons. Her hair was tugged up into a curly, black ponytail. As the duo got closer, Seokmin heard her humming to herself. Seokmin immediately noticed how pretty she was, dainty and delicate in her movements, even ones as simple as sweeping. The sound of their footsteps made her look up, and she smiled with her eyes and her mouth.

“Oppa, good morning!” She cheered. Seokmin saw her name on her name tag, which was an off-white with a little drawing of a cherry blossom on it: Miyeon.

“Morning, Miyeon!” Joshua grinned. “Are you guys open yet?”

“Ah.” She peered inside, smiling. “Soyeon is just finishing setting everything up, but I’m sure she’ll open the doors early for you.” Miyeon turned to the glass window, leaning forward and knocking on it. Seokmin peered inside to see two other girls behind the counter. One was wiping down the counter while the other was making sure all of the pastries in the displays were prepared. It took a second of Miyeon to knock on the glass, but when one of the girls who Seokmin could only guess was Soyeon glanced up, she immediately smiled. Joshua waved to them through the glass. Soyeon turned her head, motioning to the other girl to open the door. The girl with long brown hair tucked up in a bun hurried over, opening the door and grinning.

“Oppa!” She cheered happily, eyes sparkling. “You came to see little old me this morning~?”

Joshua laughed in amusement, and Seokmin was unable to hold back a smile. “Of course, I did, Shuhua.” He assured hints of playfulness in his voice.

“Then come on in, come on in. I just started warming up the coffee.” She reached forward and took him by the hand, leading him inside. Seokmin glanced at Miyeon, who simply went back to sweeping the front of the café, before following Joshua inside.

“Morning~.” Soyeon grinned from behind the counter, her black bob swaying as she leaned forward on the counter. “Who’s your friend? He’s cute.”

“Oh uh.” Seokmin glanced at Joshua, who was grinning ear to ear. He was already staring up at the menu. “I’m Seokmin.”

“Aaaah.” Soyeon nodded. “Are you running buddies?”

“…Sure.” Seokmin offered a half-smile, which Soyeon responded to with a full one that showed a set of perfect teeth, and accentuated the birthmark under her right eye.

“The usual?” Soyeon asked, and Joshua nodded.

“Extra whipped cream?”

“It’ll cost ya~.” Shuhua piped up, and again, Joshua laughed. Shuhua and Soyeon were making small talk with Joshua while Seokmin eyed the menu. He had yet to visit his café despite passing it a few times on his walks through the area, and without knowing which café they were going to, Seokmin was unable to pre-scan the menu. So, he had to think fast. What did he want to order this morning? His eyes lasered in on each option listed, cross-referencing it with others he has tried from other cafes. Finally, his eyes landed on something simple.

A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream.

Seokmin watched as Shuhua began preparing Joshua’s drink, continuing to repeat the phrase over and over in his head so he wouldn’t forget. A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream. A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream.

Wow, Joshua looks really good right now. Sweaty or not, he’s beautiful.

A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream. A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream.

Why is Shuhua flirting with Joshua? Is this a common thing? Joshua doesn’t seem to mind, but…

A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream.

“What would you like?” Soyeon’s voice ripped through his thoughts, eyes snapping back to her as she rested her elbows on the counter. Seokmin’s mouth opened up, and in that moment no words came out.

He could only mutter a shaky: “Uh….” Before falling silent. “A medium….” Fuuuck. His eyes shot back up to the menu for attempt two. “A medium chai latte with caramel and no whipped cream.” Soyeon leaned forward, eyebrow cocked in curiosity.

“What? I’m sorry.” Seokmin’s face heated up almost immediately. Abort mission, abort! Please for the love of God abort the mission!

“A medium chai latte with caramel….and no whipped cream?” He sounded almost confused despite saying it so many times in his head. Soyeon nodded, turning to punch the order into the machine. When Seokmin looked at Joshua, a taut line sat where his smile once was, and it only worked to fluster Seokmin more.

Soyeon turned around quickly. “Shuhua, can you make a medium chai latte with caramel and whip?” She asked

Seokmin opened his mouth to speak one more time, but again, no words came out. Did he actually omit the ‘no’ in ‘no whip cream?’ He couldn’t remember, and the last thing he wanted was to come across as a difficult customer. If he did, what if Shuha spit in his cup or something because how could the first customer of the day be so rude? He would definitely put the girls in a terrible mood for the rest of their shift, and the world would explode, and-.

His lips closed immediately, and he only nodded as Soyeon read the total out to them. Joshua simply fished for his wallet, thumbing through it to grab his credit card. As he handed it to Soyeon with a grin, he said: “I think Seokmin asked for no whipped cream.” He turned to Seokmin for clarification. “Right?”

“Yeah…” Seokmin said. “Sorry.”

“My bad, totally misheard,” Soyeon said with a casual wave of her hand. “Heard that, Shuhua? No whip.”

“Roger, Unnie!” She called without turning her head back, her brunette locks swaying as she moved between the coffee machines.

And just like that, the world kept on turning. No explosion to speak of.

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“Come see us soon.” Shuhua cooed, leaning against the front door. “Byee~.”

“Bye.” Joshua waved.

Seokmin sipped his own drink, waving to the girls as the duo made their way down the street. Seokmin glanced at Joshua, studying the drink in his hand. “Hyung.” He said.

“Hm?”

“Thanks for the coffee.”

“Oh, sure.” Joshua smiled. “I offered, after all.”

“What’s your usual?” Seokmin asked.

“I only get this there because I like the way they make it, but it’s a caramel macchiato with whipped cream and chocolate sauce on it.” Seokmin hummed.

“Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of the run you just did?” he asked. When Joshua glanced at him, Seokmin bit his lip. “Not that it’s any of my business.”

“No, you have a point.” He laughed in amusement. With another sip, Joshua began to explain. “Jeonghan’s girlfriend told me once that since I’m walking while I drink the coffee, the calories basically cancel themselves out.” He smirked and put the straw to his lips again.

“…I don’t think that’s correct.” Seokmin cocked an eyebrow.

“She called it something.” Joshua sipped the drink. “Girl math?”

“Girl math?” Seokmin made a mental note to ask his sister about that concept, as he was not a girl, nor good at math. Joshua laughed again, and Seokmin chuckled. When he put the drink to his lips, he looked up to the morning sky. The sun was settling into the sky, its orange and yellow morning hues fading away as the blue sky took its place.

“It’s really nice out for an October morning.” Seokmin nodded at Joshua’s comment. “But I know I’ll need a jacket soon. I don’t even know where my puffer is.” He sighed, putting his hand in the pocket of his shorts. Seokmin took another sip of his drink, the duo fell into silence. It was okay for a few minutes, but the longer it lasted, Seokmin felt a bit nervous. Should he start the next topic of conversation? Is that what Joshua was waiting for by going silent again? Seokmin glanced at him, trying to gauge the expressions of the other, but he just kept walking and drinking his coffee, unphased.

“So.” Seokmin finally uttered, and Joshua looked over. “You never told me what you were doing the rest of the long weekend.”

“I didn’t?” Seokmin shook his head.

“Only that your hot date made you not get work done.” Joshua grinned against the straw of his drink.

“It’s nothing interesting, but if you really want to know, I’m leading a discussion for all of Professor Moon’s classes next week and I need to have stuff prepared. He won’t even give me his projections or notes.”

“I heard he was tough from Seungkwan,” Seokmin said, and Joshua nodded in agreement. It was the first time Seokmin had seen Joshua borderline angry, other than his run-in with Jeonghan, but somehow he thought that was more annoyance than anger.

“I have a million things to research because the things I talk about have to eventually align with the final. Y’know?” Seokmin didn’t, but he nodded anyway. “The professor wants to see my teaching ability, and if I can lead a successful discussion.”

“You’ll do great,” Seokmin said quickly, and it seemed to flash a smile on Joshua’s lips again.

“Thanks.” He said. “But I still have my own classes to work on, so I don’t know when I’ll have time to get it all done.” Seokmin watched as Joshua seemingly began to do the time calculations in his head. The idea of Study Week had his own stomach doing flips. Not the best topic of conversation, it seemed. He sipped his drink and stopped talking, thinking it’d be better for the both of them. Hoping to distract himself from the silence, Seokmin pulled out his phone and pulled up Snapchat. He saw a few stories left by his sister from the night before, in the woods behind their house with friends as they cackled and swore the night away, happy to simply be alive. Seokmin smiled to himself, finally pulling up his own camera. He spun it around, slowing his pace so the lens wouldn’t shake. He stuck his drink out in front of him. It had a few sips taken out of it, but the cup was a nice plastic, reflecting off some of the fading morning sunlight. Seokmin angled his phone down, tongue poking out of his lips as he snapped a few pictures of his drink.

When he went for a few more, another drink popped up into the frame. Seokmin jumped, his focus lasered in on his phone’s camera for a good shot. When he looked up, Joshua was grinning. “Can I be in one?” he asked curiously.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry, that was rude.” Seokmin angled his camera to get both drinks in the frame. Joshua scooted closer to Seokmin, grinning as he craned his neck to look down at the photo as Seokmin angled it.

“Pretty,” Joshua commented in English. Seokmin couldn’t understand it, but he nodded in agreement, finally snapping a few more pictures. “Can we take one?” He asked. Seokmin tilted his head, eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his question. “A picture, Seokmin. Can we take a picture?” he held up his own phone. Seokmin blinked, feeling his cheeks heat up at the suggestion. Joshua pulled up his phone’s camera, eyes studying the camera as it came into focus.

“Yeah.” Seokmin finally managed to say, eyes sparkling at the idea. Seokmin loved pictures. Joshua grinned, scooting closer to Seokmin. They had moved out of the main road so they were not in anyone’s way, but their backs were to the road to get the nice scenery behind them. Joshua lifted up his phone, and Seokmin immediately put his fingers in a peace sign that he pressed against his eye. Joshua tilted his head, eyes squinting just a bit as a little smile formed on his face. Seokmin couldn’t help but offer a toothy grin at about 80 percent in size, one that made Joshua turn to him almost immediately. “…What?” Seokmin’s smile dropped.

“Nothing.” Joshua grinned. “You just have a nice smile.”

Seokmin’s cheeks burned as Joshua turned back around, muttering a quick. “Ready?” Seokmin nodded, flashing the same toothy grin, this time at a mere sixty percent, the corners of his mouth still turned up, and Joshua snapped the picture. Seokmin watched it shrink into Joshua’s photos, only to be enlarged when Joshua clicked it. Seokmin looked at it for a moment.

It wasn’t terrible, but Seokmin has taken better photos. He pursed his lips together. Joshua looked stunning in it, so it was okay to keep. He made the photo worth it. “You look adorable.” Joshua glanced up at him.

“Ah, no.” Seokmin laughed shyly. Joshua nudged him, the duo finally continued to walk.

“Oh! What’s your Instagram?” he asked. “I’m not on mine too much, but can I have yours?”

“Sure.” Seokmin took Joshua’s phone, where Instagram was already pulled up, and he typed in his username. Joshua took the phone back, grinning down at the pictures that were immediately shown to him.

“Cute.” He turned the phone around, where a photo of him and Eunkyung was up. It was a birthday post he had made for her for her 18th birthday, a collection of photos from childhood until now. “Is this your sister?”

“Oh, yeah.” Seokmin swiped away from the photo of eight-year-old Seokmin feeding cake to a very eager four-year-old Eunkyung, past the photo of the duo at the beach when they were twelve and eight, and past the silly-faced selfie of them from fifteen and eleven, both of their faces caked in make-up that they had snuck from their mother. The last photo was the both of them at Eunkyung’s high school graduation, both of them grinning the same toothy grin as their mother snapped the photo. “That’s her.”

“Stop, you both look exactly alike!” Joshua’s eyes widened. Seokmin laughed, knowing Eunkyung would beg to differ. My face isn’t as long or My eyes are rounder are usually her go-to responses when someone says how alike they look. Joshua smiled, sticking the phone back into his pocket as they duo continued walking.

Seokmin looked down at his coffee, almost empty now since he only really took it out of his mouth to take the photo and talk. He looked down at his phone, seeing that it was almost 8 o’clock. Seungkwan might – the operative word – be awake by now, padding through the apartment wondering where he was. His message app was dry, though, so maybe not.

“I’m probably going to head back to the apartment.” Joshua finally said. He tossed his empty drink into a nearby garbage, both hands slipping into his pockets. “Gotta shower and get to work on my discussions.”

“Good luck.” Seokmin smiled. “I wish I could see you during your discussions.” Joshua glanced over.

“Me too. I think I’d be a little more comfortable.”

“I doubt that…” Seokmin said, but Joshua shook his head.

“I don’t.” He said simply. Tilting his neck side to side, seemingly to stretch his muscles, Joshua let out a confident huff. “I’m glad you were able to join me this morning~.”

“Me too.” Seokmin agreed. It was true. He wished all of his mornings started this way. It’d make those hours he spent staring at his ceiling a bit more tolerable.

“You should join me again next time,” Joshua said. “I think you gave me the motivation I needed not only to finish my work today but to run back to my apartment.”

Seokmin chuckled. “You give me way too much credit, Hyung.”

“I don’t think so,” Joshua said. He stopped walking for a second, and Seokmin’s neck turned to follow him. Joshua took a deep breath, nodding his head. “Alright, I’m ready to run.”

“Oh my God.” Seokmin chuckled. “Don’t twist your ankle or anything, okay?” Joshua grinned.

“I won’t,” he said. “Text me when you’re back at the apartment, okay?” Seokmin nodded his head, watching as Joshua fixed his shirt and shorts. When Joshua started jogging, Seokmin couldn’t help but stifle back a laugh. “Hey, don’t laugh!” Joshua called from over his shoulder. “How the hell am I supposed to start running?!” Seokmin only shrugged, watching as Joshua turned back around. He was still running just backwards, and Seokmin’s eyes widened.

“Careful!” He warned. “Turn back around or you’ll run into something!”

“I know, I know!” he waved. As he jogged a bit further, he waved to Seokmin. “See you soon, Seokmin!”

“Bye.” He waved back, his hand lingering in the air as Joshua turned back around, his pace quickening as he finally broke out into a regular run, heading further and further down the street to his apartment. Seokmin stood there for a few extra moments, hands in the pockets of his big shorts. He bit his lip, feeling himself break into an amused smile. “Unreal…” he muttered to himself.

As he walked back to his own apartment alone, he thought back to the picture of them that was currently sitting on Joshua’s phone. He thought back to his awkward smile, the peace sign that kind of looked bent at the fingertip. Not to mention his too-big shorts and a random tee shirt that didn’t match. Compared to someone as effortlessly stunning as Joshua, he felt like a little troll goblin, popping out from his little bridge to spread havoc on others in the form of awkward conversation and brain fog.

In the midst of all of his brain rot, his Joshua-sized hole filling to the brim with more events than he could manage, a few specks of Joshua popped into his brain, smiling sweetly at him and taking pictures of him.

I think Seokmin asked for no whipped cream.

His request was so gentle, yet firm then. Seokmin had to stop walking for a moment, leaning his head against the first lamppost he saw and letting out a deep sigh.

He was down so bad, and it was so embarrassing.

Seokmin thought about it the entire way home, where Seungkwan staggered out of bed just as the clock ticked to 8:15. His hair was matted, his eyes still glazed over with sleep and his feet dragging along the floor. He barely managed to utter a ‘Where did you go?’ as he staggered to the coffee machine to start himself a cup. Seokmin went to the pantry, digging for something to make them breakfast.

“I went on a walk…” he said. Seungkwan’s little disinterested hum made Seokmin’s stomach bubble. “…With Joshua-Hyung.”

Seokmin had never seen Seungkwan wake up that fast in his life.

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That afternoon plopped Seokmin in the middle of his per diem job; a cash register at a small, family-owned convenience store on the other side of their neighborhood. The owners, Mr. and Mrs. Lee, opened the shop after years of competitive dancing and traveling the world. Finally ready to settle down with their family, they inherited the store from relatives as new parents. It’s a story Mr. Lee loves to share, especially with Seokmin because he loves to hear it. One of his favorite romance stories was available for free, at his request. Not only was this job easy and flexible, but it provided him with spending money. This, plus his summer job as a camp counselor, and Seokmin was set.

“Hyung!” Seokmin looked over when he was called, seeing a shorter male with a black undercut and black varsity jacket peek out from the aisle. He had a huge box at his side. “Dad asked if you could help me restock.”

“Sure, Chan.” Lee Chan, the elder of the two Lee brothers, was already stocking shelves with chips and cookies, leaving Seokmin to gather drinks and place them in the drink fridges. He turned to the younger, watching as he immediately opened a bag of chips and popped one into his mouth. Chan seemed to catch his gaze and offer the open bag over.

“Want one?”

“Heh, I’m okay.” he assured. “Are you done with midterms?”

“Mhm. I had to show a solo dance to pre-selected music, and my Professor said it was the best one in the class.” Chan beamed. “The rest of my exams were okay, but knowing I did well on that one was all I needed. You know?”

“I do.” Seokmin continued to place lukewarm drinks into the fridges, he was glad he wore a long sleeve to keep out the extra chill. The front door opened and Seokmin watched Chan head to the front, immediately grinning as he welcomed in an older woman. With the drinks stocked, he moved to shelve the rest of Chan’s snacks for him until he came back from helping the woman. “I’m almost done.” Seokmin said before the younger could even protest.

“Oh. Thanks, Hyung.” He smiled in appreciation, kneeling down to help with the last few snacks in the inventory. Seokmin enjoyed the moment of silence as the duo finished stocking the snacks and went around the store to finish some other upkeep. Seokmin was sweeping by the front door when another boy came in, immediately shouting:

“Chan-hyung!”

“What, Geon?!” Was heard from the counter, Chan’s head shooting up from his phone.

“Look!” The younger hurried to the counter, a quick: “Hi, Seokmin-hyung!” in passing. He pulled out his phone and passed it to his brother. “Guess who finally has a girlfriend~.” He beamed the confident smile of a 16-year-old who felt on top of the world.

“About time.” Chan snorted. “She’s way too pretty for you, though.”

“Hey!” Geon pouted. With Chan laughing, he hurried over to Seokmin next. “You don’t think she’s ugly, do you? Wouldn’t you date her?”

“He’s not into girls like that, idiot,” Chan called.

“That doesn’t mean I’m blind, Chan.” Seokmin pointed out, seeing Chan’s face break into a grin. He peered down at the photo of Geon and another student outside their high school, posing by the entrance. “No, she’s so pretty. You two look cute, together.”

“See?!” Geon glared at his older brother, who finally relented. “Thank you, Hyung. I can always count on you.”

Seokmin smiled as the younger brother disappeared into the back entrance, looking for his parents before finally going back to sweeping. As the front of the store fell back into silence, Seokmin could feel the giddiness of Geon announcing his news rubbing off on him, making him smile to himself. He loved romance - loved love -so much that seeing other people experience it just felt like enough for him.

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“Oppa!” Eunkyung gasped. “Guess what? I think I got above an 85 on all of my midterms!”

“That’s awesome, Kyungie!” Seokmin gasped, his sister squealing in excitement. He was lying on his stomach in bed, the phone his sister and mother Facetiming through propped up against his footboard.

“I’m just waiting on my Literature one, but that was the easiest one.”

“That’s great!”

“When do you get yours?” His mother asked, and Eunkyung angled the phone to show her mother, who was sipping a coffee as she stared at her son from behind the rim of her glasses.

“Probably this week, when classes pick up again. Callbacks, too.”

“You’ll have to tell us if you get callbacks!” Eunkyung called out of frame, only to be shushed by her mother for being loud. Seokmin smiled a bit. He wasn’t in the room, but based on what he could see on his tiny phone screen, the atmosphere seemed much calmer than it did the last time they spoke, whatever the duo was bickering about seemed to be long gone.

“What else is going on?” His mother asked, and Seokmin began talking about the lives of everyone else since his was reduced to thinking about Joshua all day, and who would want to hear about that? He told about Mingyu and Seungcheol’s relationship, Seungkwan’s successful volleyball tryouts and current love interest, and the mystery that was Wen Junhui and Xu Minghao. Eunkyung coughed, turning the phone back to her own face. Her ponytail was swaying behind her, a smirk on her face.

“Oppaaaa, speaking of boyfriends~.” Seokmin’s heart stopped beating for a second, eyes widening.

“You didn’t start dating, did you? Aish, Eunkyung.” His sister laughed.

“Oh no, no. I’m talking about you. What’s the latest in your love life? There have to be so many parties, and you must be getting boys hitting on your left and right!”

“Do you know who you’re talking to?” His mother asked.

“Thanks, Mom.” Seokmin frowned, and the girls on the other end laughed, his mother assuring him that she was only kidding. Seokmin smiled, biting his lip as he tried to think of how to reply to his sister’s interrogation. His face seemed to be enough because Eunkyung gasped. “OPPA! There’s someone?! Who?!”

“No, no. There’s not.” Seokmin said.

“I swear, I’ll call Mingyu-Oppa right now and ask him. He won’t lie to me.” That’s true. Mingyu had a little sister of his own, and being that he was one of the sweetest people ever set on this planet, he was never able to say no to Eunkyung, regardless of if she deserved it or not. “Who is it?”

“Well….” Seokmin sighed. “There’s this TA in Seungkwan and Mingyu’s class.”

“A TA?!” His mother gasped. “Older man, hm? Is he cute?”

“Aahh.” Seokmin covered his face with his other hand, feeling his cheeks heat up. “Very.”

“You have to send us a picture like right now.” Eunkyung gasped. “We need to see him.”

“No, it’s not that serious,” Seokmin said quickly. “We’ve only hung out a few times. We’re just friends, I don’t want to make it a bigger deal than it has to be.”

“But you said he was cute. He must think you’re cute, too.” Eunkyung encouraged. “What’s his name?”

“Ah, Joshua Hong.”

“Oh, he’s foreign?” His mother chimed.

“American.” He grinned when his mother and sister let out a collective ‘oooooooo’ on the other end of the call. “He’s nice, but he’s busy. I don’t think things will go anywhere.”

“You never know, Seokmin.” His mother reassured him. He heard her take a long sip of her tea, just as a notification popped up on his phone.

joshu_acoustic tagged you in a post.

“Wha- Oh shit.” Seokmin scrambled into a sitting position, eyes wide as he tapped the notification to open up Instagram. It took a second for the photo to load. His sister and mom asked what was wrong, several times when they got no response. “Hold on, hold on.” Seokmin said. He felt his heart beating in his chest as the little circle on the screen teased him for what felt like an eternity.

Finally, the picture popped up, and Seokmin immediately recognized his little awkward smile and bent fingertip. He scrolled to the next photo and saw one of Joshua alone, seemingly a selfie of him on his walk to Seokmin’s house. He looked down at the caption left by Joshua.

joshu_acoustic: Beautiful day for a walk!

When Seokmin saw that there was a song attached to it titled Sunday Morning – Maroon 5, Seokmin pressed the little ‘unmute button’ and was immediately hit with lyrics in English.

~ Come and rest your bones with me.Driving slow on a Sunday morningAnd I never want to leave. ~

Seokmin grinned a bit, covering his mouth with his free hand as he pulled his sister and mother’s Facetime up once again. Eunkyung was hogging the frame, leaning in with wide eyes and a concerned look that made her actually look like her older brother. He chuckled.

“Why are you grinning?” Eunkyung gasped. “What happened? Is it Joshua Hong?”

“Uh, yeah…” his grin only widened when Eunkyung squealed. “Alright, alright. I’ll send you the post he made.”

“He posted you on his socials!?” Eunkyung screamed, again being told to stop yelling by their mother. Seokmin quickly sent the post over to Eunkyung through her own Instagram account, and he waited with bated breath as she tapped off the Facetime to pull up the picture. “Let’s see, let’s see…” she hummed, tapping away. Suddenly, she squealed and Seokmin had to cover his mouth, hanging his head as his grin only widened across his face to the point where his cheeks hurt. “Oppaaaaaaaaaa. He's stunning!”

“Very handsome, nice work, hon.” His mother laughed.

“Stop, it’s not nice work,” Seokmin begged. He felt like he was floating. “It’s not like that.”

“He posted you on his socials, I beg to differ!” Eunkyung gasped. “Oh my God, stop, you two look so cuuuute! Does he have a brother?”

“No, he’s an only child.” Seokmin made sure to clarify. Eunkyung gasped again. While she was gushing to their mother on the other end, Seokmin pulled up his messages, Joshua’s in particular.

[Seokmin] (now): What’s Sunday Morning? Never heard of it.

“Oppa, this is amazing!” Eunkyung gasped. “You have to keep me updated, okay?”

“Heh, okay, okay,” Seokmin said. After a second, he blinked. “Oh! Kyungie, I need to ask you something.” His sister hummed. “What’s ‘Girl Math?”

Silence on the other end, and Seokmin wondered if she even knew what it was in the first place. Then, a high-pitched snort erupted from her lips, Eunkyung throwing her head back to laugh. “What?” he asked. “What is it? Joshua told me he heard about it from his friend’s girlfriend.”

“What did she say?”

“That if you walk while drinking a sugary coffee then the calories cancel out, so you’re basically drinking a zero-calorie drink. Something like that.” Again, Eunkyung laughed, and when their mother piped up it only made Seokmin join in.

“Who the hell told her that?!” Seokmin laughed a bit as his mother took a minute to stand on her soap box and rant. “That’s the stupidest shit I think I’ve heard all day!”

“Stop, it’s so true, though!” Eunkyung said quickly.

“No, it’s not!” Her mother gasped, and again Eunkyung began laughing. Seokmin chuckled, watching as Eunkyung continued playfully pestering her mother about ‘Girl Math’ while her mother continued not to understand the concept. “These kids and their ridiculous ideas.”

Another message popped up on his phone a few minutes after his laughter subsided, Joshua’s name sending shockwaves into his chest.

[Joshua] (now): You’re KIDDING!!!!! :O I’ll have to show it to you when I see you next! It’s my favorite song!

Seokmin smiled a bit, letting out one final chuckle. “Alright, well I’m going to go get ready for dinner.” He said. “Seungkwan will be clawing at my door in a matter of minutes otherwise.”

“Tell him I said hi.” Eunkyung said.

“Me too.” His mom agreed. “And keep us updated on your little boyfriend.”

“Mom, please.” He groaned, but she snickered when she saw him grinning. “Bye.” He said, waving to his sister before clicking the red ‘End Call’ button. He took a deep breath, watching as the Instagram photos popped up once again. He was quick to double-tap them, watching the red heart pop up and fade away just as quickly. He flung himself back on the bed, staring up at the pictures. When he scrolled to Joshua’s selfie, he chuckled. He really was handsome, head tilted to the side with a boxy smile paired with those crescent moon eyes Seokmin had grown to love.

His sister and mother had made peace, even if temporary, Joshua has just texted him with another invitation to hang out, and he didn’t have class tomorrow. Maybe Seokmin really was lucky, for the first time in a while.

As he scrolled again, to the final picture in the set of three, Seokmin’s eyes widened, the phone falling from his hands and directly onto his face. “OW!” Seokmin shouted, rubbing his nose as the phone bounced to his side. He had no time to think about the throbbing pain, however, scrambling for the phone and picking it up once again, pulling up Joshua’s post one final time and scrolling to the last picture.

The picture was of Seokmin, neck craned to the sky with his half-finished coffee in his mouth. His head was tilted slightly, eyes seeming to squint to avoid too much sun hitting them. The picture showed his – well Mingyu’s – shorts that were a bit too large on him, his free hand buried into his pocket. He must have been completely oblivious, because he didn’t even see Joshua pull out his phone to snap the picture prior to Seokmin’s attempt to take his own coffee photos.

Seokmin needed Seungkwan to reaffirm that he was in fact, lucky, if for no other reason that to stop the crazy and off-rhythm way his heart was beating. Seungkwan said he was, in fact, very lucky, before beginning to press Seokmin for more details about the walk. Seokmin had to pry him off his arm like a leech, scurrying into the kitchen to avoid the conversation altogether.

He looked back down at the picture. The picture Joshua took, on Joshua’s phone, and the picture he posted on Joshua’s social media.

The picture of him.

What ‘Girl Math’ equation would help him figure out how to go about handling this?

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Believe Me Part 2/Twisted Stories

Warnings: Yelling, Mentions of shooting, Harassment, Assault, Fighting, Guns, and Attempted murder. I think that's all tell me if i missed anything

A/n: I can't express how long this took to write because I don't know how to describe the scenes. Anyways, here's part 2 and I'm also working on a book.

Word Count: 1.7k ish

Summary: Nothing Really, just a huge twist

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The team had gotten all sorts of information, turns out that Milly wasn't actually Milly and her real name is Michelle Taylor. So much for changing her name . She has a crazy history in many schools and clearly her parents had changed her name so people would accept her into society and into places.

“She's the principal's niece…y/n was telling the truth.” Jay spoke. “Alright let's move out” Voight snapped Jay out of whatever he was thinking.

The team arrived at Millys house but Kim and Adam went up to the door because everyone else had shown their faces at the front office due to you getting in trouble or parent meeting and stuff and Voight didn't want to risk messing up the plan.

Kim knocked on the door and waited for someone to open the door, the door opened and there she was, your principal

“Hi is there Michelle Taylor here” Kim said calmly. Your principal slammed the door shut right in Kim's face and made a run for it. “I NEED BACKUP” kim shouted into her radio. Jay, Hailey and everyone else jumped out of their cars and ran.

Jay had instructed you to stay in the car because he didn't want you to get hurt even more than you already were. Just then shots rang out all around the car and you dropped down to the floor of the car.

Jays Pov(for this part because it's the only way i'll be able to write it)

We had arrested Y/n’s principal as we were all heading back to our cars. shots rang out and everyone dove down onto the ground. “Y/N!” i wanted to run to her but hailey held me back. “She’s smart jay, she probably got down to the floor.” Hailey suggested. But I had this gut feeling that something wasn't right.

As soon as the gunshots were finished I ran to the car and practically ripped opened the door. Relife filled my body when I saw Y/n, she was ok, she had her hands over her ears, curled into a ball shaking. I slid into the car seat and pulled Y/n into my chest and she sobbed.

***

I sobbed into jays chest for what felt like hours which was only for a few minutes. “Its ok y/n, i got you, its ok.” Jay soothed. “I-wa-was so scared i-” My chest felt tight, i couldn't even finish my sentence because i didn't have enough air to even talk. “Y/n you have to breath.” Jay said. “I-I-I can't”. “Hey, look at me. Match my breathing” I looked at jay and soon i started to calm down.

We sat in Jay's car for a while, Jay was talking to Hailey, Adam and Kevin while stroking my hair. I didn't realize I fell asleep until I woke up on the couch in our apartment. “Hey Y/n” someone said in a soft voice. I recognize that voice, it was will.

“What are you doing here?” I said in a groggy voice while sitting up. “Jay called and told me what happened and asked if i made sure you were all right.” “soooo the only time you come over is to see if im alright and not to watch a movie and bring me Mcdonalds?” I joked. “I don't have money for Mcdonalds” Will said while looking at my hand. “DUDE, I've seen your paycheck and you definitely have money,” I argued. “Alright, I'll take off tomorrow and you can have a junk food day, just don't tell Jay” A huge smile was on my face. Finally i won an conversation against will, wait… hold up. “Wait, You never take off a whole day like that, what's the catch?” “Whoever did your cast didn't make it tight enough, so you'll have to get a new one tomorrow, and Connor needs to do some further look at it” Will explained. “Whatever at least i get whatever i want tomorrow” I said

***

It's been a couple of weeks since the whole incident at school. Today at the court case, I didn't really wanna go but Jay said I had to. Something along the lines with “they need you there for “evidence” and blah blah blah”.

I wasn't gonna dress that nie so I just wore some flare pants and a Chicago Med Sweatshirt I stole from will.

“Michelle Taylor will be charged on many accounts of Thievery, Fraud, Assault, Harassment, attempted murder, possession of a firearm and many accounts of fleeing the police.” The judge spoke from his chair

Gosh you didn't Milly had committed all these crimes in one lifetime, you didn't even know she had a fake name. Quite frankly you didn't want to be here, you wanted to be at home in your bed sleeping or watching movies with your brothers.

“Your honor, my client has a different side of her story based on what happened between her and Ms. Halstead.” Millys Lawyer spoke, Milly got up to the stage(or whatever you call it, i wanna be a doctor not a lawyer), and started talking.

“I was just talking to my friends about some girl who was being mean to me, and i guess she was eavesdropping on my conversation and she just came up to and punched me, i tried to defend myself, after we got pulled apart she- she threated to hurt me and my family with her brothers gun, and that she would come to school and ki-kill me” SHE WAS CRYING, SHE WAS REALLY FUCKING CRYING! You wouldn't believe what you were hearing, you did none of that, milly swung first, milly was talking about your family so you tried to talk and well… you already know the rest of the story. There was no way the Judge would believe this, Or so you thought.

“Your honor, there's CCTV footage, my client has bruises and a swollen eye from the confrontation, she even has bruises from other fights she had gotten in with Ms, Taylor weeks and even months ago” Your lawyer spoke.

This went on for 40 minutes. Made up stories and most of them happened but words were twisted things were changed to make you look like the bad guy. and afterwards you took a lunch break. “Their not gonna send Y/n to jail press any charges right hailey?” Jay spoke. Hailey knew a thing or two about courts since it was her first choice of what she wanted to be (idk if actually was but whatever). “Yeah- yeah she'll be fine jay.” Deep down hailey knew this wasn't going well and you'll probably end up with house arrest or something.

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I sentence MiChelle Taylor to six Years in Jail with possible parole. You sighed, nothing bad was going to happen to you and you were fine. “And I sentence Y/n Halstead to 10 Months In Jail without parole, for Attempted Murder, Assault, and harassment” Suddenly there were so many Flashing lights, so many people talking, then you couldnt breath, you couldn't see, black spots clouded your vision…

Then one loud voice overcame all the other ones. “MOVE, LEAVE HER ALONE”, you were picked up and brought to an empty room. Y/n, it's ok, it's just me and will, you're safe, no ones gonna hurt you” a soft voice came. “You can open your eyes now, there's no cameras, no media, nobody, just us. Ok?” You didn't even realize that you were closing your eyes tightly.

“They're taking me to jail” You whispered, it came out of a question rather than a response. “y/n, I promise, we will do everything possible to make sure you don't go to jail. I promise” Will said while coming towards you and jay.

You already knew that promise was broken within a millisecond. “You can't promise that, it's already been done, there's nothing anybody can do.” “You'll have another court case to finalize everything by then we'll have figured out everything” Jay spoke

Just then police officers barged through the doors and pushed Will and Jay out of the way. “Let me go!” you yelped when they grabbed you with force. “Don't hurt her” Will tried to get to you but jay held him back “If you fight back you'll only make it worse for her” Jay said “BUT WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING JAY, I'M NOT JUST GONNA STAND BACK WHILE MY LITTLE SISTER GETS ARRESTED FOR A CRIME SHE DIDN'T COMMIT, IF YOUR NOT GONNA HELP THEN I WILL.” Will snapped, and with that he threw jays hand off his shoulder and walked out.

Jay was left standing there questioning what led to this, how was his family falling apart in just one day.

When will ran outside he saw you looking at him with tears in your eyes. With one last chance on seeing you for awhile he signed *I promise little boss* During the pandemic, you, will and jay learned sign language for fun and ever since you guys have been using it, either so someone didn't figure out what you guys were talking about or in a serious situation where one of you couldn't talk. And the name, will had given to you when you were nine because you kept bossing everyone around and you were short for your age and you are still short, hence the name Little Boss.

This was the day where the three halstead siblings lost each other…

The end

No i'm just joking. I was totally gonna make this a happy ending where milly goes to jail and You don't go to jail but no, this idea sprang to me at 7pm and i just word vomited all my ideas into the chapter but i hope there's one more chapter after this because i already have ideas for the last one. Btw my bad for being gone took me about a month to write this part. It's been since June 17th that I started this. Anyways, bye.

#chicago pd #halstead brothers #will halstead #chicago #one chicago #jay halstead #halstead sister #hospital mention tw #x reader #case #court #lying #jail #jesse lee soffer #hailey upton #lawyer

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Nothing but a lab rat

Chapter 7: home sweet home at last

Kim: I found some explosives and exploded the wall and let Some other kids were trapped there go I got shot a lot a bunch and glass got in my face but I took the music box you gave me

John: well I’m surprised that you are alive

Kim: what do you mean?

John: well, you just said you got a bunch of injuries to your face and body and it must’ve been freezing when you were walking by yourself

Kim: it was and I couldn’t see much either at some point I was just going to accept that I might die

John: well you you shouldn’t have thought that first

Kim: I know but it took me almost a full day to get here

John: I can tell do you want anything to eat?

Kim: yes I am starving

John: ok do you want your favorite food or do you want something from here?

Kim: my favorite food please

John: ok but I am going to have to go home and make it

Kim: it’s ok I can Wait

John leaves the hospital and comes back to the hospital a half hour later with a big bowl covered in plastic wrap

John: here you go Kim!

Kim:* takes the bowl* thanks dad

John: so once you’re out of here what do you wanna do?

Kim: for sports I kind of wanna do boxing and wrestling

John: like at the same time? Those are both dangerous.

Kim: yes and I will be fine I want to fight

John: alright dear I will look into that once you’re out of here eat your food now before it gets cold

Kim: ok dad

John: I made sure to give you a bit of extra food

Kim: thanks dad

John: so what else do you want to do after you get out?

Kim: well did you move or do you live in the same house I remember?

John: in the same house I kept your room the same but I might need to throw a bunch of stuff because I’m sure you’re not going to fit in your bed anymore and you probably don’t want Princess stuff anymore * laughs a bit*

Kim:* laughs to* definitely

John: your still wearing the necklace I gave you

Kim: yea I promise I will never take it off I hide it in my shirt so they won’t take it

John: that’s good

The next day

John: how was your breakfast?

Kim: it was good

John: good do you want anything to drink?

Kim: no I have a bottle of water next to me

John: ok if you want to I brought you some fashion catalog so if you want to look for some clothes for me to order for you

Kim: ok thanks dad *starts flipping through the pages* ohh these pants are cute

John: the camo one?

Kim: yes

John: ok I will check if there is a pair in your size

Kim: thanks dad

John: your welcome dear

A couple hours later

Linda: visiting time is over

John: alright I will come back to visit same time tomorrow

Kim: ok bye dad

End of story

#lizard oc #oc story #oc family

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Seven Times I Hated Kim Seokjin: Ch 6

Chapter 6: "Ain't Easy Tryna Stay In Love"

Chapters : 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05(M) | 06(M) | 07

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Summary: I was living a perfectly, normal, mundane life.... So why in the HELL did Kim Seokjin walk into it and ruin it all for me???

Pairing: Idol!Jin x Female Reader

Rating: M (language and sexual explicit scenes)

Status: Complete

Note: I briefly considered cutting this chapter in half due to its length, but I want to keep this story as 7 chapters. Not to mention that this entire chapter follows one theme; makes no sense in cutting in half.

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Before our one-year anniversary, Seokjin had bought himself a house. In the beginning, he spent half of his time at his house and the other in the dorms with the guys.

I mostly came over on the weekends, which was when he stayed at his own place. Time at my place became almost non-existent. It was mainly because his complex had security. He no longer had to disguise himself because we worried about neighbors catching him.

By our second year, I was fully moved in.

"I got that, gongjunim," Jin said to me as he saw me struggling with one of my heavy boxes.

He was on my side, taking the box from my arms in a flash.

I thanked him, looking around to see what I could take care of since Jin seemed to be handling the heavy lifting.

That's when I noticed it. "Seokjinah! The door!" I rushed over to the entrance and closed the door Jin had left open. I began to look around frantically.

Seokjin looked a bit lost at my reaction. "What?"

I sent him a glare. "Gukmul is out here."

He shook his head as he began to look around. "No, he's in his room."

"Remember when I said that I opened it and he came running out? I couldn't find him." I looked frantically around, trying to make sure that the sugar glider had in fact not left the building. God, if we lost him, I would never forgive myself.

In the background, I heard Jin call out for Gukmul as well. For what seemed forever, we looked everywhere. I was ready to go into the hall and start knocking on neighbors' doors.

Thankfully, Seokjin called out my name from one of the rooms. He had found the little gliding possum and put him back in his habitat.

I was more than relieved. That little guy meant too much to me. He was my sense of comfort and company while Jin was gone. After losing our two other gliders, I don't think my heart could take it if something happened to Gukmul.

"He's ok," Jin assured me, kissing my head.

I let out a sigh, allowing myself to relax.

Suddenly, his phone went off. He looked down, noticed the caller ID, and then gave me a knowing look. I knew it all too well. I gave him a nod, leaving him to privacy. It was work.

I went into the living room and continued to unpack. Every once in a while, I caught myself looking down the hall to ensure that Gukmul's room remained closed.

After several, long minutes, Seokjin finally arrived back.

"What was that about?" I asked. It was rare when he got a phone call from work after hours. Usually, he was sent a message.

He gave a light shrug as if the call was no big deal. "Some stuff got moved around. Plus, a lot of our American promotions are about to start and they submitted their questions. Looks like they're all interested in asking about mandatory enlistment."

I became a little quiet, noticing how Seokjin was not making any eye contact. It was a topic we mostly avoided. Every time it would come up, we spoke about it as if it was far in the future and not something to worry about now.

However, we were both adults. We were living together now. We needed to start having conversations that might be a bit uncomfortable.

"You know, we never really discuss it," I started.

He turned to me, looking a bit hesitant and worried, but he kept quiet.

"What are your plans?" I asked, looking him straight in the eye. I needed to show that I wasn't scared of his answer, whatever it was.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, you have a couple of years before you have to enlist. Do you have a thought as to when you plan on doing it?"

He took a breath and seemed to think about his words before speaking. "Well, the team thinks it's best if we just wait it out. Best not to rush it. When it happens, it'll happen." He gave me a small smile, thinking that would be the end of the conversation.

I frowned at his response, though. "Well, what do you want?"

His brows knitted. "What do you mean?"

"Well, what do you want? It will be you signing up."

"I want what's best for the team," he said almost intuitively.

There was a slight sense of irritation within me. I wasn't sure the reason for it. I wanted to press him further on this, but I also felt I didn't want to get into an argument.

It had been a long weekend of moving. Plus, I was hungry. Maybe I was feeling crabby and wanted to just start a fight--something I tended to do whenever I got too stressed. I was trying to get better at it. Seokjin and I rarely fought, but the few times we did, it was mostly because I was stressed about something at work.

I gave him a nod, accepting his answer and I went back to unpacking. Seokjin went into the kitchen, I figured so he could organize it.

A few moments later, I felt him come beside me. He placed something to my left, gave me a kiss on my cheek, and went back to the kitchen.

I looked down, finding a good-looking sandwich and a glass of orange juice. I felt my heart expand.

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At first, I had to admit that I was a little worried we would run into some problems living together. But I was proven wrong every day. Living with Sokjin was easier than breathing. Sure, there were some bumps on the road but nothing we couldn't handle. Our biggest problems were mostly external. Usually, it was our jobs that brought us the most stress. As Seokjin's world popularity with the group expanded more than anyone could have imagined, I kept climbing the ladder in my company. Every promotion I applied for, I was given. And just like before, with the pay raise came more responsibilities and time at the office. Not to mention that the pandemic hit in our first year of living together. It was added pressure for work-related purposes but didn't cause us any strife in our relationship.

Despite our busy schedules and, at times, being in different time zones, we made it work. Because I had my eye on a high position in my company, I took on more projects. Of course, Seokjin was nothing but supportive. He encouraged me to take chances, even if it meant the position I had my eye on would take time away from him. Honestly, I loved the man more every day.

My favorite moments with him were the rare mornings we spent together.

I would usually be the one who made breakfast, allowing him to sleep in as late as he wanted to. Not that he would wake up late, anyway. Usually, he was up by mid-morning.

After eating, we would have a lazy morning in front of our flat screen, sitting in our favorite spot on our couch. Sometimes we would watch a movie and at times we would skim the channels until we found something.

He would recline back as I sat in front of him, his arms and sometimes legs wrapped around me from behind. His head usually was placed at the crook of my neck. To anyone looking at us, one might think Seokjin was an octopus trying to strangle me with every one of his limbs. To me, he felt perfect.

Today, I was skimming the channels until something caught my eye. It was the news. Normally, we avoided all news on mornings like these. We liked to ensure we had happy mornings. But the headline possessed me.

It was a man discussing the possibility of a new law passing that would allow idols to defer their military service until they were 30. Jin was only a few months shy of turning 28, the required age for all able-bodied men to enlist and report to duty.

It was a topic that was still avoided in our house. As much as I needed to discuss it, Jin gave very vague answers, never giving a straight answer. I usually accepted it, but there was something about today that made me want to not avoid it. Maybe it was because he was so close to reaching 30.

"Seokjinah," I said.

"Hmmm," he responded, squeezing me a little to let me know he was alert. Sometimes he would take small naps while he wrapped around me. The squeeze was the signal we had silently and jointly created to let me know he was fully alert.

"I hate to ruin our morning…."

"Then don't…." he mumbled, but followed it up with a light chuckle, letting me he was only teasing. He kissed the side of my forehead. "What is it, gongjunim?" he asked sweetly.

After years together, the endearment still warmed my heart. "Any idea what your plans will be if this new law passes?"

He took a breath. "The team is wanting to wait."

"But your birthday is only months away…. Have you thought of any possibilities?" I push away from him, turning my body towards his, so we could be face to face.

He was trying to keep his face straight and was controlling his emotions. "Well, if the law doesn't pass, then I will be reporting. There's nothing I can do about that."

"But what about if the law does pass?" I pressed again.

"Well, it's been discussed that if it does pass, I'll put in my deferment."

I waited a little, letting the information settle. "Is that what you want?"

"I want what's best for the team," he said. Automatically. Intuitively.

Something inside me churned, and not in a good way. I gave a small nod and turned away from him.

For a long moment, I didn't say anything. I kept my eyes on the television, looking at it but having no idea what I was watching. I did my best to not feel hurt. But it was so hard not to.

I always found it sweet how much Jin loved his members. How much his fans meant to him. I never doubted his love for me. Never doubted how important I was to him. I knew my role in his life and was confident in it. However, there were a few instances where it felt like I was taking a backseat in his life. Instead of being in the passenger seat.

Would the guys always be in the forefront, helping guide him?

I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt warm fingers against my cheek.

"What's wrong?" I heard him ask, his voice full of concern.

That's when I felt the wetness on my face. I had been crying. I sniffed and wiped some of the tears. "What about me?" I forced myself to ask.

"What do you mean?" he asked, confused.

"Where do I fit into your decisions?" I did my best not to let my emotions take over. I needed to have a sound mind so he could understand.

His face didn't straighten, he still didn't understand my sadness. "You're always part of my decisions."

"When?" I challenged. "I'm certainly not in this one."

He shook his head, denying the accusation. "If I have to leave by this December, everything will be taken care of. While I'm gone, I'll make sure your name is left on everything I'm leaving behind. People will think you might be a staff member looking after my property. You won't have to deal with any legal issues."

He didn't hesitate in his answer, which proved he had planned this out. "Where was I in any of this planning?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"I just figured you would trust I would take care of things. Did you really think I would leave you high and dry?" He looked a little hurt by this.

I refused to feel bad for him, though. I had my own hurt to think of. "How am I supposed to think that? We never talk about it. And whenever we do, your response is the same: what's best for the team. And that hurts to hear," I say that last part in a small voice because I feel my throat close up. Tears have started to form.

I wanted to keep cool, but as the words come out of my mouth, my emotions took over.

His hands were on my face again. "Gongjunim." I felt his lips on me, soothing me. His plump lips landed gently on me.

With his soft touch, he managed to calm me.

Once I was fully settled, he cradled my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. "There is no one I love more in this world than you. You mean everything to me. At the very top of my list of most important people is you. The guys, the team, and even the fans hold a place in my heart, but nowhere near how much you take up." He kissed me once again as if sealing his promise. "I'm sorry I failed at making you feel like you truly are my most prized treasure."

There was a crack in his voice and his face faltered when he said this.

I reached his face. "I don't doubt your love. But there are times I doubt my value. If you can't discuss everything and anything with me, what's the point of me? I know the importance of the guys and I don't ever want to take their place or mean more than them to you, but I want to be let in on the decision-making. It's not that I want a say; I just want you to talk to me."

"I hate talking to you about this because I hate making you worry," he explained. "To be honest, even with the team and the guys, we don't talk too much about it. We don't like discussing it either."

"Well, I want to talk to you about it. However uncomfortable something might be, I don't want those walls."

He nodded, understanding. "I promise to not keep this away from you again."

I reached over, taking his lips in mine.

**********

He kept his promise. Whenever the subject of his future service was brought up at work, Seokjinie reported back to me. The closer December came, the higher my anxiety and worry became. If the law didn't pass, he would be leaving sometime the following year. It started to feel more real.

I didn't realize how bad my anxiety was until the morning when the law was made official: idols could defer until they turned 30.

Seokjin was quick to let me know what the plan was within a day of the announcement.

"We're going to submit the paperwork to defer for two years," he said as we were getting ready for bed.

He had a long day, as I had. Normally, we liked to hang out in the living room for a while before turning in for bed, but today we opted to just head straight to bed.

"Two years?" I asked, applying lotion to my legs. I had just finished showering and had changed into my pajamas.

"Yeah, we're not planning on it being that long, but just to make things easier." He went on to explain in detail what he, the members, and the team had planned for 2021.

As I listened, I recognized its brilliance.

"If that doesn't work out and the law does not change, then I will be withdrawing the deferment in the summer of 2022. That way, we dedicate all of 2021 to the fans and our family. There will be a lot of time off, which means we can have a year similar to this one." He took hold of my left hand and brought it to his lips, focusing more on my ring finger.

Marriage was not a topic we shied away from. Quite the opposite, we spoke constantly and openly of our future together. He wanted to give me a huge wedding, but I wanted a smaller one. One in which only our loved ones were present. One with no crew, and no equipment. Just us and the ones who mattered most.

While 2020 had been devastating to the entire world, there had been a few good things that came out of it. One of those good things was the amount of time I managed to have Seokjin. I now mostly worked remotely and Seokjin hardly traveled anymore. It was rare when we didn't share at least one meal together every day. There were many couples we knew that the pandemic managed to break up, but the lockdown affected us differently. It only brought us closer.

I very much would love to have another year with Seokjin almost never leaving home, but that only meant the inevitable was being postponed. It was either going to hurt now or later. Was it best if he pushed it back? Would it hurt more later? But, dammit, I was selfish. I did want him to stay longer. I wanted more nights with him. More cuddles in the morning. More lunchtimes when I would randomly pop up at his building and hang out with him for the entire time. Until this year, I had never been able to do that. Hell, due to my long hours in the office, I hardly visited him at work anymore. This year allowed us to recreate the first year of our romance.

Seokjin must have heard my many thoughts and worries. He leaned in, catching my lips and making my worries float away.

**************

One Year Later...

"Thank you for dinner," I said to him after taking my last bite.

Due to my hybrid-style work schedule, I was usually the one cooking more lately. However, today I arrived home from work with Seokjin already there. A pleasant surprise since I was expecting him late at night. He insisted on planning dinner for me, which I happily welcomed.

I didn't want to push it, but I knew there had to be a reason why he was doing it. He was buttering me up for something. While he was always sweet and caring and romantic, today he went over the top. He cooked my favorite dish and had taken out my favorite bottle of wine. Not to mention ordering from my favorite dessert place. It was all classic signs: he had news for me that I may not enjoy. I stayed quiet about it, though, letting him go at his own pace.

He took our dishes, pecked my head, and took them to the sink. "Want dessert?"

"No. I want to wait a while. Let the food settle first," I said, taking a sip from my wine.

He was quick at washing the dishes. After he was done, he came back to sit next to me. "I have a bit of news, gongjunim," he said gently.

I said nothing but gave him my full attention.

Taking my hand in his, he began to speak. "As you know, the team has been discussing what next year's plans are. We have everything scheduled until the album comes out. There's a plan put in place and I have told them my plans for next year."

I nodded but still said nothing. I had a feeling I knew what this was going to be about. My stomach clenched a bit as if preparing itself.

He took a breath. "I've told the team that I want to withdraw my military deferment sometime in the summer." He kept his eyes on mine, blinking a couple of times.

Different emotions began to run through me, my stomach responding to them by churning. I did my best to suppress them. In front of him, I needed to keep it together. He was holding it together for me; I needed to do the same for him. I took a deep breath of my own. "Ok."

His thumb stroked the back of my hand. "I figure after the album comes out and we do a bit of promotion, we could dedicate some private time to us."

I gave another nod. So many emotions wanted to come out, but I held back.

We were getting closer to the summer and the reality of that was really hitting me.

He leans in, pressing kisses along my face.

I wanted to cry so much, but I fought them off. As Seokjin continued to kiss me, lust lingered in the bottom of my stomach. I honed in on that one emotion and allowed it to rise above the others.

Taking his face into my hands, I held his gorgeous face and captured his plump lips with mine. Opening my mouth against his, I deepened the kiss. I found myself pushing off my chair and climbing onto his lap.

His fingers wrapped around the back of my neck as he slipped his tongue between my lips.

I let out a moan, grinding on his thigh.

His other hand squeezed one of my hips. A moan came out of his lips as I ground harder.

It didn't take long for him to put me on display on top of the table; my top off and my bra gone. His lips were wrapped around my nipple, sucking gently as one of his palms squeezed my other breast.

I pulled at his shirt, making his toned abs clearly visible. God, he was physically hot. I found it cute that he was so publicly shy about showing it off, but when we were alone, he was fully comfortable. I felt my panties getting wet as I stared down at his bare back, his well-defined muscles moving as he explored my chest and stomach.

Even after all our years together, I maintained a very average figure. I had lost a bit of weight since our relationship started, but the gym was just not for me. Not to mention my love for food beat out my care for being skinny. I also quickly discovered early in our relationship that Seokjin loved my body as it was. He had actually mentioned several times how he loved having some meat to hold onto as he rammed into me. Hearing that bit of information always sounded fucking hot to me.

His body went down on mine, hot kisses trailing all the way down to my navel. He tugged off my pants and panties quickly, wasting no time to take my pussy into his thick lips.

My hips arched up at his touch, a deep moan coming out of me. I called out his name when I felt his tongue enter me.

"How do you always taste so sweet?" he asked in between slurps.

A fingertip lingered at my entrance. I writhed underneath him, my legs wrapping themselves on his broad shoulders. "Please."

"Tell me," he mumbled. The tip of his finger went slightly in, but he still kept it mostly out.

"Inside," I let out, gripping his hair now, pushing his face more into my core. I wanted him to suffocate in there.

He knows me so well. He let out a low chuckle as he let me push his face further into me. His finger slid in with no resistance; I was far too soaked.

It was one of my favorite things he does to me. His fingers are curved in such a way that he hits angles inside me without really trying. His fingertips especially only need to tilt a little to have me shivering underneath me.

And that's how he had me in less than a minute. My legs were shaking and my walls were squeezing around his single digit. "Not yet, jagiya." He was getting me so close to coming, I was sure of it. And I wanted it to last.

"Let's see how many we can get out of you tonight," he let out, his eyes digging into mine.

He looked so untamed between my thighs. His hair was a mess, his face was flushed, and his mouth was covered in my juices. The look in his eyes told me he had made up his mind. He was going to do whatever with my body and he would do everything in his lustful power to make me comply.

The last time he had this look about him, we didn't get out of bed for close to two days. Our bedroom was a mess. I swear COVID days had turned him feral. Not that I had any complaints. I might have been beyond exhausted by all the lovemaking, but fuck I didn't admit I instantly got wet thinking about it.

Reliving that experience always gave me a nervous thrill. My logical brain didn't think it could handle it. But my body always managed to win over.

"You're gonna be the end of me," I said to him, feeling myself give in to his touch.

His mouth tugged up into a devilish grin. Without another word, he dove in and pushed in several digits inside me.

A wail full of arousal came out of me as my walls tightened around his splendid fingers.

*****************

In the months that followed, Seokjin and I seemed to be going at it like rabbits. It felt as if we were in the first year of our relationship rather than getting closer to our fifth year. At first, I thought it was mostly me initiating the sex due to my need of wanting to take full advantage of every moment I had with him, but at times when I wouldn't initiate it, Seokjin had his hands all over me. I imagined he was thinking the same as me. Summer kept getting closer.

Thankfully, other than preparing for the concerts and his month away in the States, Seokjin's schedule was pretty free. We had plenty of time to spend together.

Shortly before they left for their time in the States, one morning Jin received a message regarding an unexpected meeting they would be having with their managers later that day.

I had made us a light breakfast. We were both early birds, so we still managed to have a morning all to ourselves before he had to take off.

After we were done eating, we cuddled on the couch and watched one of our favorite cooking shows.

"Any idea what the meeting is going to be about?" I asked, curiously.

"All I know is that it will have to do with the Expo in 2030. We think they want to involve us in the bid. Probably give a small performance. We might have to record something," Jin said casually. His attention was more on the screen.

Instinctively, I got a little worried. "When would that take place? You guys have so much scheduled all of May. You only have a little bit of time off in April after the concerts."

"I'm sure we'll be able to squeeze it in." He kissed my head. "Don't worry. July is still going to be only ours," he promised, giving me a smile.

His words were all I needed to calm down. I stretched my neck and caught his lips with mine.

We continued to watch the show in front of us but a little later, my eyes scanned the room and they landed on the clock. I let out a groan.

"What?" he asked, his thick lips lingering around my throat, placing hot pecks.

"Your car is going to get here in an hour." I pressed back against him, loving how great he felt around me.

As I felt his breath skim over my shoulder, his fingers slid under my shirt. Well, it was actually his shirt I was wearing. But regardless, his fingers were being naughty. "Seokjinah," I warned, not being able to hold back my smile.

"Hmmm?" he hummed as his lips pressed to my warm skin.

"We don't have time," I giggled as he kissed a sensitive spot.

His fingers found one of my breasts and he squeezed. "I can get us there fast."

I giggled again at his mischievous behavior. "Seokjinssi."

His other hand started to make its way into the front of my pants. "Give me ten minutes. Max. That's enough for two rounds."

"Two rounds?" I asked, incredulously. "I am not some porn star, you know."

"The way you rode me the other night could have fooled me," he whispered into my ear. His voice was low and husky. And the way his fingers made it under my panties right at that moment and slid between my bottom lips sent a quiver down my legs.

A flash of our recent lovemaking came to mind. He wasn't wrong. I had been possessed.

I didn't further protest as his finger entered me. The position we were in allowed him to hit my sweet spot rather quickly. My hand took hold of his pants and I gripped them tightly. I breathed out his name.

His nose and lips skimmed her skin and hair. Though his touches were light, they were enough to spread a powerful heat along my body.

"How about it, gongjunim? You think you can go two rounds with me?" his deep and husky voice traveled up my neck and hit my eardrums.

I couldn't think clearly, though. The tone of his voice and the way his fingers were working my pussy were distracting me, making my head foggy.

Not sure when it occurred, but my pajama pants were pushed down, along with my panties, allowing Seokjin's fingers to work inside me easier.

My hips rotated, allowing my ass to rub against his bulge. The feeling of his clothed member pressed against me made me moan deeper.

His finger pinched my nipple as his fingers went in and out of me in a faster and rougher pace.

This only made me rub against him harder.

"Shit," he let out. He pushed my shirt up, his head digging in and mouthing my bra.

His hands were too busy, so I helped him out. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra.

Those beautiful, full lips were instantly around my nipple. His tongue ran circles around the bud as he sucked and pulled.

The sound of his slurps and my wet pussy quenching against his fingers started to push me over the cliff.

"Almost," I announced, grinding harder against him.

"I can feel it. Cum for me, beautiful." He purposefully made his slurps louder and his fingers became rougher, blasting the wet sounds in the room.

I was pushed closer, loving how beautiful our lovemaking sounded. And then I felt his thumb flick against my clit and I came fully undone. I called out to him as I reached the stars. My thighs clutched onto his hand, keeping him there as I rode out my orgasm.

However, I didn't have enough time to fully land back on earth before he bent over on the couch. The next time I felt was his large and engorged tip pressing onto my entrance. I only had enough time to take a breath before he pushed inside me.

I mewled underneath him. I was so grateful I was now fully on birth control. I loved not needing to think about it. It certainly made our lovemaking stress free.

I pushed back against him, wanting him to speed up. I felt my arousal come back in such a short time. Honestly, you would think I was some sort of horny teenager. How was I this wet again and ready to go so quickly?

He gripped my waist, took a good hold of my meat there, and slammed hard against me.

I fell down onto the cushions below me, losing my balance from his powerful thrust. Whimpers came out of me as he adjusted and pushed my thighs further apart. He settled down on me as his hips banged strongly against mine. He twisted his movements a little and hit a sweet spot inside me.

"Oh, god," I moaned, feeling another orgasm approaching.

He pushed up, the angle now striking my g-spot with full force. "I want you shaking underneath me," he growled.

Seokjin had a kink in watching my body fully lose control. He loved to watch it spasm, which was why he took delight in giving me multiple orgasms. He liked to see the aftershocks.

I had a love-hate relationship with his kink. My body loved the action, but my brain hated not being in control. But I never regretted it. Quite the opposite, every time we did it, I secretly hoped for multiple orgasms--which he almost always gave.

One of his hands wiggled under my body and searched for my core. Once he found my clit, he stroked it.

"Seokjinaaaaaah," I whined, my legs coming up and wiggling under his powerful body.

His other hand pushed my waist down, holding me still as he applied all his weight there. "Come on." He encouraged me as he slammed in, his long cock coming in and out of me.

A few strokes later and I came undone. This time, he allowed me to stay in the stars. He joined me quickly after, his hips aligned with mine and his cum pumping into my walls.

My body shook underneath his. It curled in a little, needing to self-soothe.

His breath was on my neck, coming in pants. "I love you, gongjunim."

My pussy squeezed his beautiful cock. I turned and my eyes met his. I knew I looked like a mess. "I love you, jagiya."

He leaned in and kissed me lovingly.

*************

Every day was hard. With every day that passed, it got both easier and harder. The nerves were always there. He would be leaving soon. I had come to accept it and brace for it. It had taken a long time, but as he had told me over and over again, "The sooner I leave, the sooner I can come back to you."

He was busy again, but still never broke the first promise he made me. He never went more than 48 hours without contact. Hell, he actually never went more than 24 hours without reaching out to me. And even during his concerts, he ensured we didn't go longer than two weeks without seeing each other.

Every promise he made to me had never been broken.

"July is all ours," he would vow when I felt his schedule was too busy.

It was all I needed to calm down.

So, you can imagine how I felt that day when I arrived home early from work.

I was positive Jin hadn't heard the door announce my arrival. I heard voices coming from the living room. Taking off my shoes, I slowly made my way in. From the words I was catching, I knew this was a serious and private conversation. I didn't like being nosy, so I made my way to the spare bedroom, knowing Seokjin and our guest wouldn't have heard me.

Just as I took out my earphones so I could listen to music as they spoke, I recognized the voice of the guest. It was Namjoon. There were a few words he said that pulled me and caused me to eavesdrop.

"Last concert." "Our fans will be disappointed." "We need you." "It would only be a few months you would push it back."

Possessed, I felt my body moving closer in so I could have a clearer listen.

Seokjin's voice came. "I have postponed this multiple times. You don't understand the pain it causes every time this subject is brought up. For so long, I couldn't give her a direct answer. I finally gave her a definite date. I can't keep doing this to her," his words were tight and controlled. But there was an almost lethal tone to them. I had heard it from him before but it was so seldom and never directed to any of his members.

"I know, hyung. But this is our last time. We didn't get to have this full experience in February. We've been given another chance," Namjoon sounded desperate.

"It's always something. First, it was the world tour, which didn't happen. Then it was the GRAMMYs. Then it was the concerts. Then the GRAMMYs again. Then it was the album. It's never-ending."

Namjoon agreed. "I know, I know. But we mean it this time. This will be it."

There was a long pause.

My heart stopped beating. My breathing paused. Desperately, I waited.

I wasn't completely sure what they were talking about, but I knew it wasn't good. It sounded like his deferment was going to stay intact another while longer. More months of waiting. More months with my worry. But my heart screamed at me. Seokjin promised. He always keeps his promises. But still, I was frozen and I waited.

Seokjin finally spoke. "This will be the last time you ask this of me, Namjoonah."

The feeling of a thousand knives dug into my chest and heart.

Then, with a small voice, Namjoon finally responded. "Yes, hyung."

It was an odd tone to hear from Namjoon. As the leader of the group, he never appeared submissive. He wasn't authoritative, but he certainly wasn't one to bend over and take it.

I might have felt concerned for his feelings if my own heart wasn't shattering at the moment.

There was a shuffling noise. Steps.

Closer.

"Noona," came Namjoon's voice. He was in front of me, in the hall. I was still inside the guest bedroom.

I'm not sure how I looked, but his entire face almost came undone. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here." He turned, probably towards Jin. Then turned back to me. He gave a most polite and respectful farewell. "Stay in good health, noona," he said and then made his way out.

I still couldn't move. I wanted to. Wanted to yell and Jin and demand answers.

Then, he was in front of me.

"Gongjunim." Seokjin's voice was full of nervousness and slight fear. "When did you get home?"

And then I came undone. I felt the tears start coming down.

His arms were instantly around me. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry," he said over and over, desperately.

It seemed as if after all the years of holding it in, I finally cracked. I had respected his decision so many times. I kept it in every time I felt disappointed. Disappointed that he kept putting it off. I had been understanding. I had been patient.

But he had promised. He had fucking promised me!

As I cried on his shoulder, I felt his own sobs. "I'm sorry," he kept mumbling.

And I hated him.

Hated that he was an idol.

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Chapters : 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05(M) | 06(M) | 07

MASTERLIST

NOTE: While the other chapters were a little more light and ended in a more "tongue in cheek" kind of way, I wanted a couple of these "Hates" to be more heavy and realistic.

While this chapter was a pretty long one, next one is VERY short and sweet.

#bts kim seokjin #kim seokjin #jin x ofc #bts jin #jin x reader #idol!jin #relationship troubles #secret relationship #kim namjoon #bts rm #bts fanfic #jin fanfic #Spotify #Seven Times I Hated Kim Seokjin

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kfans-writerblog · 1 year

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Last time I did a sad and scary one so for the weather let's do a sad one give us some chills

Chanyeol couldn't reach you for 4 weeks he got worried and contacted the police with some help of detectives .

He was scared and he called "sehun can you come over your my best friend I need company "

"Hyung for real tho I am busy ask kai he's filming tiktoks he's not busy go bother him "

"Sigh ok then 😔 "

He texted kai to come over his house

Kai agreed and went over to his house

He ringed the bell chanyeol opend it and

He took off his shoes and washed his hands

Chanyeol sat down looking at couple photos in the photo album you both made he tear up

"Hyung it's ok I'm sure the police will find her don't cry y/n doesn't like to see you cry "

"Kai do you know why I like y/n "

Kai shook his head no

"She's very mature but at the same time very pure and cute she also like to try my rap lines in her spare time " he started to cry and hug kai

"I want her back and safe " the door bell rang and knock "delivery !"

Kai went to pay and grab the food

And put it on the kitchen table suddenly chanyeol got a call and he's excited to pick up

"Hello y/n is it you please answer me !?"

"Sorry sir it's police calling "

His heart droped sinking scared

Kai patted his back "sir we found your girlfriends wallet on namsan tower "

"What! No way she doesn't even .. know how to get there her self "

" is your girlfriend y/n kim "

"Yes yes it is !"

"Unfortunately we also found a dead body under the building level 34 please come at seoul hospital to confirm its your girlfriend "

He ended the call and dropped on the floor

"Kai .... they said they found y/ns body "

Kai cries because you were best friends with him "hyung let's go, please. I want to know. I don't want it to be her. We have to know !"

He grabbed his slippers and went to the hospital "I'm here for confirming a dead body "

The nurses said "ms kim y/n ?" They nod

And chanyeol and kai went in and pulls down the cover and it is you laying down dead

Kai cries unstoppable chanyeol cries

He signs the agreement to have the items back to keep it "y/n who did this to you tell me "

He kissed your freezing cold hand

Your soul left your body and hug the both of them and followed them back to the company

Rest of the members are there and chanyeol told them suho cried so much you were like a little sister to him he can't belive why that would happen the only person didn't cry was sehun

Chanyeol went home hugging a photobook

"Oppa it was sehun " you wisper in his ear and he woke up

Chanyeol went to the police station and told them everything but they didn't belive him

Later on the police found out sehun and you (y/n) went on a fight because of you were telling him the dance moves weren't right and he got so mad

The police talked to sehun

"Guys I have a bad temper every guy dose at least everyone knows I have a bad temper "

Police - "that's why you pushed her off the building !? To get revenge! Is it mr oh sehun! "

"Reply to our questions!"

"No I was with baekhyun hyung we were practicing all night 7pm to 3am "

Police "from now on you have to stay here for 48 hours until later notice "

He roll his eyes

The police called baekhyun in

Baekhyun "why am I here I didn't do anything y/n is my best friend I would never hurt her !"

Police "is it true you were with Mr oh sehun last night !?

Baekhyun "no I was with xiumin and chen we had to do a recording "

Police nods "noted and any suspicious about sehun lately "

Baekhyun " nothing much but he gotten much pickier and more clean also he wakes up alot "

Police "thanks for working with us you may go now "

Then the police took sehun to change

"OH sehun under arrest for murder 2 years in prison "

Sehun fights with them "no I'm a idol I can't go to prison F××× all of you police "

Police called chanyeol

"Mr park chanyeol we found the murder of your girlfriend now he is sentenced 2 years in prison fined 20.000.00 won "

Chanyeol got mixed emotions

He drove to the police station

He asked the police if he can see the killer and it was true it was sehun who killed you

And chanyeol got so mad

And punches sehun grabbed him by his neck

"Why did you kill her !!? What did she do to you !? She was nice to all of us why did you do that "

The police grabbed chanyeol to stop him

And sehun said "She keeps correcting me I hate it she always bother me when gaming she disses me "

Chanyeol got so mad and he left and went home

All the members got the news and felt so bad

Suho went to chanyeols house and comfort him

Then you kissed his forehead before you left

He cried "y/n I should've looked after you I'm so sorry "

Then you cross over going to heaven after doing the last thing you wished for

"Suho I felt it y/n was here but now she crossed over went to heaven "

Suho sigh and patted his back

"Whatever you need let me know chanyeol I will always be here for you . We will take a few weeks of so we can pay respect for y/n "

And after your death suho saw chanyeols first smile

"Thanks hyung I will pack up and plan her funeral"

Suho nods "take your time "

Then chanyeol put you in a coffin and has a note with a picture with you on the side

Letter : I love you y/n I hope you will never forget me toben and zzar will always remember you love - your sweet bf yeolie❤️

#exo #korean #kpop #spotify #ff #exo imagine #chanyeol

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t3kandson · 1 year

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Confusion

Wordcount; 2, 712

Fandom; A.C.E. & Oneus

Pairing; Reader X Kim Sehyoon & Reader X Kim Youngjo

Characters; Kim Sehyoon, Kim Youngjo, Lee Donghun, Park Junhee, Kim Byeongkwan, Kang Yuchan, Lee Gunmin & Yeo Hwanwoong.

Warning; Angst, Kissing, Cheating, lying and Jealousy,

Note; Chapter 8/10 earlier Chapters Here

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“Hwanwoong,” you choked, Sehyoon looking between you both. “You two know each other? Sehyoon asked, his face falling. “You could say that,” Hwanwoong replied as you felt faint. Words failing to fall from your lips as you shakily handed the items to Sehyoon, avoiding eye contact with them both as you stepped into the apartment.

Junhee’s eyes raking over you as soon as you stepped in as you felt a little exposed. “You didn’t need to bring this,” Sehyoon said trying to regain himself. “It’s your birthday, that’s what birthdays are for,” you said turning to face him, Hwanwoong behind him, his fixtures sternly watching you.

“Ahh Yiseo,” you heard from the side of you as Gunmin appeared. Sehyoon looked rather taken back to see he knew you too. Gunmin’s arms snaking around you as he pulled you in for a hug. “I’ve missed your recipe tips,” he joked. “It’s only been a couple days Gunmin,” you teased. “Wait your a regular at there house? Ravn never said.” Sehyoon said sounding hurt as Gunmin and Hwanwoong looking panicked at each other.

“Because she comes to see me,” Hwanwoong said lying as he tightened his jaw. “Oh wait, wait your,” Sehyoon said as he looked confused with this information, you scowled at Hwanwoong. “No, no your on the wrong end of the stick trust me,” you scowled hissing at your boyfriend’s over bearing friend.

You knew Youngjo had sent his friends to check up on you, but you knew Youngjo would never want Sehyoon hurt and would never have asked for his friend to say that.

“Oh Yiseo what do you think?” you heard Junhee call from behind you as you turned to face him, feeling relieved for his distraction as you excused yourself to join him. “You looked like you needed saving,” Junhee said pulling your arms to tuck in with his. “Your right, I’m out of my league I need to get out of this party,” you said knowing that it would be uncomfortable being in a room, not just with Sehyoon but Hwanwoong spying back to Youngjo. “A couple of drinks and then we’re say your not feeling well, ok,” he nodded, smiling at you.

“I’m sorry I never told you,” you said sympathetically into him. You spent the next hour avoiding Sehyoon, Hwanwoong and Gunmin swapping between Junhee and Yuchan most the night. When you came back from the restroom you saw Hwanwoong and Gunmin busy talking with Junhee. Taking the opportunity to leave the gathering, you slipped out the door.

You had got to the fresh air outside as you breathed the dark night air into your lungs. “You hate me so much your running back home?” A voice said from the side. Sehyoon stood out the shadows, your heart thumping as the night light highlighted the twinkle in his eyes. “No it’s just too many people in there for me,” you chuckled. “What’s your excuse birthday boy?” you teased. “Too many people,” he said repeating your words.

He held his hand to you and you instinctively took it as he dragged you from the steps. “Where we going?” you tried to protest, he stopped, his tall body over towering you. “I want to show you something,” he said before dragging you down the alleyway, away from the house.

He pushed you against the wall as his lips attacked you, it was more fierce then you imagined. Before your brain could engage what you was doing, your hands balled the hem of his shirt pulling him towards you as every essence of Youngjo had slipped from your mind. Each second of your passionate clinch made your heart beat wilder.

He pulled away leaving you panting.“I wanted to do that ages ago, but I think now you and Hwanwoong are kinda seeing each other you should know how much I want you. How important you are to me and what i have to offer,” he said as he stood back, your fingers touching your lips, where his was seconds before. “Now you know how I feel, I’ll leave that in your hands,” he said stepping backwards as he walked back down the alleyway to his party.

You slouched against the wall your heart thumping a million miles, your head swarming. Tears escaped as you remembered your boyfriend and all the promises that you falsely gave.

You threw yourself on your bed, tears falling, anger on your behalf coursing through you. Why didn’t you push him away? why did you kiss him back? Why do you have a habit of forgetting Youngjo the minute Sehyoon went on hot attack mode? Why did you keep breaking promises you gave Youngjo?

You swore you had no feelings for Sehyoon and it was clear you did. 95% times of hate had been severely reduced recently and you had found him to be as alluring as Youngjo. But with Sehyoon the way your body reacted was more stronger, as if your body wanted to be owned by him while your mind was trying to fight for Youngjo.

Your phone rang ‘ ❤️❤️❤️❤️’ over the screen, you dried your eyes and answered hastily desperate to hear his voice. “Hi sweetheart,” he said sounding cheery, a pang of guilt attacked that your eyes watered.

“Hi baby,” you replied trying to force a cheery tone. “How’s your evening gone?” he asked, you knew he knew you had attended the party. “Junhee pushed me to go to Sehyoon’s party, I haven’t seen my brother so I went for an hour and left. It was a little dull, I’m just sat here missing you,” you said as your guilt attacked you. “You didn’t stay?” he quizzed, “No I promised you I wouldn’t spend too much time with him,” you added feeling sick with the words leaving your mouth. “Thanks I appreciate that,” he said sweetly.

“However, you might have to have words with Hwanwoong,” you said hearing him tut away from the phone. “Why what did he do?” he asked.

“He pretty much told Sehyoon that me and him was an item,” you said. “He did what?” Youngjo said, sounding pissed. “Look I think he was trying to help, but yeah when Sehyoon finds out that lie won’t benefit you,” you said sympathetically as you listen to Youngjo rant, before rushing off to ring his friend to lecture him.

You woke in a daze as Donghun was shaking you from your bed forcing you to squint at him. “What the hell man,” you grumbled annoyed when you was dreaming of peaceful days. “Sehyoon’s here, get your ass up,” he said shaking you. Your eyes beaded open, “what?” you almost screeched. Your hand pulling your hair back as you was still trying to analyse Donghun’s words. “With flowers, what the hell happened last night,” he accused, his eyes smalling onto you. “Nothing I even left his party early,” you lied shrugging. “Ask Junhee if you don’t believe me, you two tweet enough like the two gossiping sparrows you are,” you scowled under his intense glare, which softened.

You lept out of bed and jogged to the living room, Sehyoon was standing there looking as if he got off a cat walk. “Sorry did I wake you,” he apologised. “Yeah it’s ok,” you said as he handed out a bunch of Sunflowers. “Their for you,” he smiled before his eyes hardened looking at the figure behind, which you knew was Donghun.

You turned to him widening your eyes, but he refused to move, his eyes Beadly looking Sehyoon down. “Privacy,” you whispered as he smirked shaking his head clearly refusing to move his glare from you both, not amused at the morning visitor. “Fine,” you said with gritted teeth as you grabbed Sehyoon’s hand and dragged him towards your room. “And you say I’m the Ho,” he shouted out down the corridor. You knew that you would no doubt be in for a lecture with him, but you decided you would deal with it later. Knowing Sehyoon wanted to talk and there was things Donghun couldn’t know, you knew you needed him out the earshot from any conversation.

You pulled Sehyoon into your bedroom, looking a little bewildered. You put a finger to your lips as you played your music by the wall you and Donghun shared, knowing he would try to eaves drop. Sitting at the bottom of your bed, you patted it for Sehyoon to sit next to you. He was blushing furiously as he did.

“It’s your birthday and you bring me a gift,” you said breaking the silence. He looked at you quizzingly as you chuckled. “The sunflowers,” you said earning a laugh. “I saw them on the way over here and thought you would like something to bring you positiveness,” he said sweetly. “Well thanks I appreciate them,” you smiled.

“I hope I didn’t over step the barriers last night,” he asked as your mind replayed the way his lips felt against yours, your breathing hitching as you remembered. “It’s complicated,” you simply said feeling a little anxious to reply. “What is?” he asked looking vulnerable. “Everything’s a little bit conflicted right now,” you said, your heart thumping as you did. “Because of Hwanwoong?” you grimaced at Sehyoon say his name, another person being used to hide your relationship with Youngjo. “You could say something like that,” you said as he sunk into himself.

“Yiseo, I shouldn’t have kissed you last night,” he said turning you to Face him. “I should have done that months ago. I didn’t think you liked me, we kept butting heads, your relationship with Donghun confused me,” you cut him off. “There is no relationship with Donghun.” You said to his smile. “I know that now. But I didn’t then and then when I caught you perving over me, my heart went all fluffy thinking you finally noticed me. Then me believing you and Yuchan was sleeping together,” he added as you pulled a disgusted face. “And then I thought you was erm…..” he said going red. “What, what did you think?” You asked intrigued.

“Promise not to laugh or hit me,” he giggled while blushing. “Ok go for it,” you said smiling. “Well when I thought you and Yuchan was….. you know, well you said that it was gross you wasn’t that kind of girl, so I presumed you…… you was into Girls only,” he added wincing as he said the words. “Well who knows maybe I am,” you teased trying to hold back the laughter that threatened. “But no Sehyoon. I believe I’m attracted to men, I haven’t yet found a girl I’m into like that,” you chuckled. “You promised you wouldn’t laugh,” he said with his eyes raised. “I’m not,” you said, trying to keep a straight face. “That day that argument, I was coming back to tell you to grab you, to kiss you, to tell you that I loved you,” he said looking at you looking vulnerable. “And then you told me I annoyed you instead,” you teased, him wincing at the memory.

“It’s ok I forgive you,” you said placing your hand on his thigh, his muscles attacking your hand as you did as a moan escaped your lips. He smirked as you looked at your hand, too frozen to move it from his thigh, feeling the muscle that he was now flexing for you to view and feel.

“Your perving again,” he teased, breaking your trance blushing as you did. “What about you? what’s your feelings?” he asked. “I don’t really know,” you said releasing your hands from his thigh to look at him guiltily. “My head is all over the place, if I’m honest,” you added.

“I know I stop your heart sometimes,” he said smirking as you bit your lip nodding. “And that you find me attractive,” he added as you nodded again. “That I hurt you after our argument and that’s how this complication arose,” he asked, more then suggestive. You nodded which made him bite the side of his lip. “And now your confused,” he asked, his hands reaching for yours earning a further nod. “So I haven’t lost you then?” he said sounding hopeful. “You haven’t got me neither,” you said as he breathed in, clearly pained at your comment. “But there’s hope, When your conflicted there’s hope,” he said, his thumb stroking down your face towards your lip.

“I so want to kiss them,” he said licking his own. “We shouldn’t,” you said out breathless feeling a little proud you had pushed those thoughts to fight for Youngjo still. Youngjo! where was your loyalty to him right now? Sat on your bed with his friend, one who you let kiss you last night, who you kissed back.

You leapt off the bed while your mind was in fighting for Youngjo mode which startled Sehyoon. “What’s up?” He said standing up to face you. “My head, it so hurts, all this sometimes it overwhelms me,” you said honestly. Just as you went to talk, his phone rang, seeing Ravn’s name over caller ID made your heart drop.

“Sehyoon,” you said breaking his thoughts as he ignored his call. “Can you not talk to Ravn about us please, just for now, while my head’s over the place,” you asked feeling guilty as you did. “Because of Hwanwoong?” he asked looking at you a little torn. “Yeah kinda,” you replied biting your lip as guilt attacked you.

Your phone started to ring as you made your way to the table ‘❤️❤️❤️❤️’ on the caller ID. You knew he would be suspicious if neither of you answered. “I really need to answer this,” you said to him, his eyes falling to the floor. “Ok,” he said as he nodded and made his way out.

You closed your eyes before answering the phone call. “Hi sweetheart,” he said down the phone. “Morning baby,” you replied fisting the hem of your top as guilt fled through you. “I’m home tonight if you fancy doing something,” he asked. “What did you have in mind?” you questioned, as you turned the music down. “I don’t know, but let’s get out and have a proper date,” he replied. “I like our dates though,” you said sitting back on your bed. “Yeah their great, but I want to take my girl out, have her on my arms, show her off a little,” he replied. “What about Sehyoon?” you asked. “Well I think he’ll probably want a quiet night after last night celebrations, so I doubt we’re bump into him,” he replied. “Ok then,” you added cheery, your heart firing with shame.

You and Youngjo was walking hand in hand down town, letting the wind blow in your hair as lights above you illuminated the evening, setting the romantic scenes between you both. Your fingers was laced together as he spoke about his time away as you listened. He took you towards the small cinema hand in hand. Pulling you in towards him he pushed a strand of hair out your face, twirling it round his finger as he looked into your eyes. “I really missed you when I was away,” he said smiling. “I missed you too,” you replied trying to force down the thoughts of Sehyoon. “I think it made me realise that I don’t think I can cope for a single day away from you, because these couple of days without you was hard,” he said, kissing your jaw line before he pressed his lips against yours.

His tongue sliding against yours as he cupped your ass pulling you into him, his kisses become hungrier frenzied. When his lips released you, you both was panting as he giggled pulling you into his chest, his heart thumping under you.

“Yiseo I love you,” he said as you giggled into the warmth of his body. “No seriously I really do,” he said as you lifted your head to see his watery eyes alongside his confession. Your eyes couldn’t help but slide behind him, to a figure your mind recognised.

You face fell when you recognised who it was. Your face must have been readable as Youngjo face equally fell looking at yours as he turned to face Sehyoon!

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missduplicities · 2 years

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Minisode: Roommates

The company called Kim Tae-Jun and Shim Joowon to the office, where they met with the staff and none other than Mr. Son. Fortunately for them, the company decided not to kick them out and allow them to continue their training. Of course, there were some consequences to their actions. For starters, Tae-Jun lost his living support, which meant that he would no longer be allowed in the company dorms. Both James and Jun had to complete social service inside and outside the facilities.

One day on their way from school, James bumped into Jiung and told him as much as he could about what had happened. They decided to walk together to the company since their dance lesson would start soon. Jiung got a bit mad at James for not telling him that Jun was straight-up bullying him, and asked if he wanted to press charges against him.

“My dad has very good lawyers,” Jiung seriously said. “Do you want us to ruin his career?”

“No, of course not,” James sighed. “Look, he’s already dealing with the consequences. Things are hard for him, too,”

“Mate, with all due respect, you look like shit,” Jiung said, not trying to be mean or anything. “I saw you falling asleep the other day at the lesson. You’re also skinny, not in a good way. You look sick, dude. I’m sure there’s a lot going on, and from what I know from you so far, you’re making everything that’s in your power to hide it from people,”

“I am okay,” James lied, trying to convince himself. “I’m just fixing my sleep hours,” “How many hours do you sleep a day?” Jiung asked with a frown.

“8,” he lied, but Jiung gave him that I know you’re full of it look. “Fine, around 3,”

“Dude!”

“Look, I just have a lot on my plate right now. I have school, work, training, social service at the clinic, service at the company, and I’m still trying not to drop my grades and company evaluations,” he was losing his temper, actually getting angry with the sense of injustice that he had been trying to drown. “I’m sorry for not having my life solved like you and your rich friends. I’m sorry for not having an important who gives me everything I need. I just have to do it on my own, ok? So if this means I have to work my ass off, eat once, maybe twice a day and sleep only a couple hours, so be it,”

Jiung stopped walking, grabbing James by the wrist.

“Is not like things are all easy for me,” Jiung said, putting James in his senses.

“I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay,” Jiung released his grasp. “I know it sucks. I’m not pretending is just as hard for me as it is for you, but… I don’t know, you’re my friend, I worry about you,”

Friend. Jiung didn’t know how much that single word resonated inside James’ head. Ever since he moved to Korea, he had struggled a lot to feel welcome. He knew Jiung was friendly to him, but he didn’t know he considered him a friend.

“Besides, you’re like the most talented in the company right now. After me, of course,” he mocked him in his best attempt of releasing the tension, probably knowing James had gotten emotional with the previous statement. “I’m sure if I’m debuting it’s next to you,”

“I don’t think I’m debuting,” James admitted.

“Not at this pace,” Jiung smacked his arm, trying to get him into his senses. “You need to slow down. What if you leave your job?”

“Then I wouldn’t eat at all,” James ironically laughed, though he was not joking. “I would probably have to sleep under a bridge or something,”

“Look,” Jiung said very seriously, putting his hands on his hips, reminding James of his mother. “What if you just move in with me?”

James laughed out loud, thinking this was some kind of joke.

“You’re not serious, are you?” James asked once he saw Jiung’s unfaced expression.

“Why not? I have an extra room at home, my dad is always traveling, and mom wouldn’t mind,”

“That’s rich-people behaviour, dude. You can’t just go around picking up kids as if they were stray dogs you want to adopt,”

“Hey, I’m not trying to be mean or anything,” Jiung said in English with his American accent. “It would be fun, it’s like living in the dorms anyways, we can be roomies,”

“Mate, you’re out of your mind,”

“Why?” it was shocking how serious he was about this. “You don’t have to decide now, but dude, honestly, mi casa es tu casa,”

“What was that?”

“Don’t you speak Spanish?”

***

For Kim Tae-Jun, things were not that simple. After losing his dorm coverage, Tae-Jun realized his sister’s economic support wasn’t enough to pay for a place of his own. He had a plan that assured him a place to stay for at least two weeks, which consisted in staying in his room until security actually kicked him out. It didn’t work, of course, so they allowed him to stay an extra week, giving him enough time to either cover the fee or find a new place to live.

He wasn’t surprised to see his brother near the company building one day, thinking he was there to pick up James or something like that; he had been avoiding them both. However, he was surprised to see Taehyung waving at him, walking straight in his direction.

“Why are you ignoring my calls?” Taehyung asked.

“What are you doing here? This is harassment,” Tae-Jun said, putting back his headphones.

“Hey, I’m only here because Eon-Jin called me. She asked me to come to talk to the staff directly and try to persuade them not to kick you out,” Taehyung followed him close behind, knowing he wouldn’t stop walking.

“I don’t need your help,”

“Stop being a dick and look at me,” Taehyung said firmly. “I have an offer for you,”

“Not interested,”

“Jun-ah, stop!” he grabbed the loose strap of his backpack and made him stop, taking his headphones off as well. “I talked to my hyungs,”

“Congratulations, now let me go,”

“My place is not that big, and I know you would hate to live under the same roof as me,” Taehyung said with a hint of annoyance. “Do you remember Seokjin?”

“The rich-handsome one?” Jun asked, not joking.

“Yeah,” Taehyung said. “He’s opening a restaurant soon, and he needs help. You’d only have to work for a couple of hours, and he’d pay you. You can stay at my place until you save enough to pay the dorm fee or something,”

Tae-Jun didn’t say anything. He was upset for so many reasons, and his pride was getting hurt for even considering taking this unrequested help from his brother.

“Listen, I know it will take a long time for us to be completely comfortable around each other, but we can try, right?”

Even though he didn’t show it at the moment, Taehyung was feeling all kinds of ways. He was upset, he was nervous, he was a bit angry, but mostly, he was sad. He had only admitted it to Eunha, but he was now sure he wanted to fix his relationship with his family, or at least try. Especially, he wanted to fix his relationship with his brother.

“Did Eon-Jin pay you to do this?” Tae-Jun asked.

“If she had the money, I think she’d rather pay you for a different dorm instead of taking the risk of us living together,” Taehyung chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “But no, she didn’t. I’m doing this because I want to. Because I-,” he almost didn’t say it, but he knew he needed to be honest. “Because I care about you,”

“Gross, you’re not going to kiss me, are you?” Jun frowned at him, getting really uncomfortable.

“Oh, shut up and get in the car! We’re getting your stuff,”

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tyongxnct · 4 years

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𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 - 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐿𝑒𝑒

pairing: Mark Lee x reader

special guest: Jaehyun, Johnny, Yuta, Jungwoo, Taeyong, Doyoung, mention of Haechan

summary: Years ago, you were deeply in love with Mark Lee. He’s your first love and you thought he’d be the last. After finding out why he really dated you, he broke up with you and vanished. You were devastated and heartbroken. Now you were at the airport as the maid of honor of your best friend Aera, her wedding’s in Greece and you were flying three days earlier with her, her fiancé Jaehyun and his best man. Little did you know that Mark Lee was Jaehyun’s best man. Feelings you thought you had buried deep inside bloomed again.

song: back to you - Selena Gomez

genre: exes-to-lovers!au, angst, smut, fluff

warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, swearing

word count: 11.7k

A/N: I’m finally done. This is the last fic of my series and I can’t believe that i’m done with this series. This series means so much to me, not only because I love Selena Gomez, but also because of the meaning behind evey story. Thank you for all of your support, thank you for every comment, like, reblog, ask and follow. This is just the beginning. Also thank you for requesting that you want to read a second part to some of my stories, I’ll try to write them in the upcoming month, march. I hope you enjoy. Thanx

taglist: @alex-chann, @aesthetichrj @bvbyxuxi

Took you like a shot Thought that I could chase you with a cold evening Let a couple years water down how I'm feeling about you And every time we talk Every single word builds up to this moment And I gotta convince myself I don't want it even though I do

“I have BIG news!” Aera squealed as soon as you opened the door for her. She hugged you tightly and started jumping, you jumped with her even though you had no idea why.

“Why are we jumping around?”

“Greece! I’m getting married in Greece!” she yelled happily, “You know that it’s my dream to get married in Greece and my amazing soon-to-be-husband surprised me with it! Oh god, I can’t believe I’m marrying Jaehyun in fucking GREECE!”

“Holy shit that’s great! But can we stop jumping I might puke.”

You sat down on your couch with Aera, “We need to start planning, the wedding is in 3 weeks. I’ve sent the invitations right before I came here. We booked a hotel with the best view ever and my wonderful maid of honor aka you are flying with me and Jaehyun a two days earlier, you know, to get stuff done and the others come one day before the wedding, your man too, by the way. I can’t wait for my bachelorette party- but remember, I promised Jaehyun no strippers.” Her eyes sparkled as she talked about her wedding and you started thinking about your own future.

Were you ever going to get married? You want to get married, you really do. But what if you never get the chance to? Your boyfriend hated to talk about commitment and marriage, he said living together and dating was enough, but you never felt the same way. You wanted to get married, you want a ring on your finger, and you wanted to call him your husband, not your boyfriend.

Aera left after a while and you were alone, until you heard the door open with a sigh. “I’m home.”

His voice, no, his existence alone triggered you and without knowing you plugged in your earphones. “I said I’m home Y/n. There she fucking goes again, god I’m not going to deal with you tonight.” And without saying anything after that, he left again. Minho, your boyfriend of two and half years, always left you alone. He never bothered to talk to you about the problems in your relationship and after trying and trying, you were sick of it.

Dating him was almost torture but breaking up with him was also difficult. You were so scared of being alone, of not being loved.

Almost three weeks later, you found yourself at the airport with Jaehyun and Aera. Jaehyun looked at his watch every two minutes and he looked really nervous too. “Where the fuck is he?” he mumbled and Aera kicked his leg. “Ouch?” he hissed in pain. “Sorry baby didn’t mean to kick you that hard.”

“What is going on here? Who are we waiting for?” you asked confused. “You didn’t tell her?” Jaehyun asked his fiancée. Aera shook her head.

“W-Well about that- uhm, there’s one thing I have to tell you, but don’t get too mad,” Aera looked at you nervously, “you, uhm… you remember Mark Lee, right? Please forgive me for not telling you, but- fuck, he’s Jaehyun’s best man. He’s coming with us.” Aera closed her eyes, scared of your reaction.

“You are joking right?” your heart pounded against your chest.

“N-No, I really didn’t know that you didn’t know- a-and you know, Mark’s my oldest friend and yeah, and uhm, fuck he’s coming act natural.” Jaehyun looked at his phone and laughed, even though his screen was dark and Aera laughed with him.

“How the fuck am I supposed to act natural?!” you almost yelled bus as soon as you heard Mark’s little hi, your heart stopped beating.

It’s been almost three years since you heard his voice. Every memory played in your mind like a sad movie, the second he asked you to be his girlfriend to the end of your relationship with him, the moment he broke your heart almost made you cry again, but Aera stepped on your foot and you came back to reality.

“Hi.” You said coldly, his last word replaying in your head over and over again.

Aera and Jaehyun watched you and Mark awkwardly and Mark couldn’t find any words to say, except for, “H-hi.”

“Sooo, now that everyone’s here,” Jaehyun handed you your tickets. “Thanks.” Mark mumbled.

You were about to go on board, you didn’t say a word since Mark came and he was busy talking to Aera and Jaehyun. “Y/n, we’ll see you guys when we land alright?”

“What do you mean?” you asked confused, “We sit together? Right?”

“W-Well about that- we are flying first class, we wanted to spoil ourselves a little- please don’t get angry I’m sorry I am so sorry.” Aera whispered and you felt like you could explode any second like a volcano.

“Y-You mean… you’re telling me I have to sit with him for the next couple hours?! All alone?!” you tried to whisper but it was loud enough for Jaehyun and Mark to hear.

“shh! Just, I don’t know, sleep, or watch a movie or maybe just talk to him like a grown up, please do it for me?” she pouted.

“I’m gonna be wasted when we arrive in Greece.” You couldn’t be angry at her. “As long as you don’t kill him.”

Jaehyun and Aera entered the plane first and left you and Mark alone. “So, how have you been?”

The audacity.

“Good.” You mumbled. How long until you could enter that fucking plane?

“Me too, well, I’d say ok-“

“Look, Mark. I’m doing this for our friends, okay? I’m not interested in your life. I don’t want to talk to you unless it’s about the wedding. Did I make myself clear?” maybe you were mean and bitchy, but after everything he had done to you, you didn’t care.

He just nodded and looked down to his feet.

Half an hour later, you were seated on the plane right next to Mark. It’s not your first time flying, but it was Mark’s first time, and he was fucking scared.

“This is captain Lee Taeyong speaking, I’m your pilot for our flight to Mykonos, Greece. My co-pilot for today is Kim Doyoung. Please enjoy your flight.”

After the announcement and the instructions, you were ready to go.

The plane started moving and you could feel Mark tensing up next to you. His grip on the hand rest tightened and his knuckles turned white.

You tried so hard to ignore him, but you couldn’t. You should laugh at him, take pictures of his suffering- but you held his hand and assured it him that it’ll be over.

Mark looked at you and then back at your hands. Your thumb slowly stroked his hand and he stopped thinking about the plane and he could only think about your hand holding his.

You held his hand until you saw the flight attendant walk around.

Mark thanked you but you ignored him.

“Hello, would you like to have some water or coffee?” the flight attendant asked you and Mark.

“Just a water please.” Mark said.

“Do you have something stronger? Wine? Or champagne?”

“Sure ma’am.”

“Alright I’d like to have some champagne.” You smiled and she nodded.

Mark looked at you, eyes a little wide.

Four glasses later, you were a little tipsy.

“I think you had enough-“ Mark tried to stop you from ordering another glass.

“You don’t know anything about me!” you protested.

“Y/n, get some sleep come on-“

“Mind your own business.” You plugged in your Airpods and ignored him. You didn’t want him to interact with you and If you have to stop drinking for him to shut up, you sadly had to.

You closed your eyes and leaned back. You didn’t notice Mark’s eyes on you, watching your pretty features as your chest raised with every breath you took.

Shortly after, you fell asleep.

You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true

Three years ago

“It was a game. I won and now it’s over.” Mark said coldly as he looked away.

“What do you mean a game? And what is over? Mark, babe, I don’t understand.” Maybe you knew, maybe you tried to hide the fact that you saw it coming. Your relationship was too good to be true.

“I told my friends that I could fuck you within a year, and I did. We’ve been dating for ten months. I won. I can’t believe I waited ten months to fuck you.” He said casually.

“What?”

“Are you deaf? I fucked you and I got a lot of cash in exchange. Now we’re over. As simple as that.”

“You’re joking? Right? You love me, Mark. We love each other. It’s not funny.” Your voice broke.

“I’m not fucking joking,” he showed you the money he got, “Now, please get the fuck out of my apartment. Oh, and take your toothbrush with you.”

You were crying and that annoyed him. “Why are you fucking crying?!”

“M-Mark please don’t do this- I love you. I have never loved anyone like I love you. P-Please tell me you’re lying.” You sobbed.

“You know what, I’m leaving. Leave before I come back.”

Mark didn’t want to leave, but watching you cry and sob hurt him, he would never admit that to you but deep down, he felt something for you. Mark thought ending things with you was better than walking on eggshells. It was a matter of time until you would find out. He didn’t want to risk you finding out from someone else. The least he could do was tell you, face to face.

You loved him, you really loved him so much. He was a perfect boyfriend. There was not a single day you doubt him or your relationship. It hurt, you first ever heartbreak and you didn’t know how to handle the pain.

I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to When I'm lying close to someone else You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it If I could do it all again I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you

After your breakup with Mark, you felt your life slowly falling apart. You were barely present in class and you stopped interacting with your friends. You drowned in self-pity and you fell deeper and deeper. Only Aera was there for you. After so many years of friendship, she always got your back.

“Is the pain ever going to stop?” you asked her between sobs.

“Honey, it’ll take a while, but I promise you, it’ll stop.”

Aera and Jaehyun were dating since first year of college and he told you that he had no idea about his oldest friend’s plan. Jaehyun was happy to see his friend happy- because was happy whenever he was with you. You went on double dates and spent so much time together, Jaehyun really thought that you and Mark were going to end up together.

“I swear I didn’t know. His other friends- that Haechan guy and the others were with him. He never told me because he know that we’re friends.”

“It’s okay, Jae. You’re not as childish as they’re. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”

And Jaehyun and Aera never left your side until college was over. During your time thinking about life and finishing college, you met Minho, your current boyfriend. You started dating and you thought he’d help you get over Mark, but he only made you feel worse.

He was a fuckboy, he fucked anyone with tits, and even though you knew it, you still agreed to date him.

Multiple fights and breakups followed, and you always end up at Aera’s or Minho would leave for a couple days.

Whenever you were lonely, and it was the case most of time, you thought about Mark. You missed him, his lips, his touches, the way he laughed and his silly jokes. You missed the way he said I love you and how warm and loved you felt with him.

No matter how hard Mark hurt you, you didn’t regret falling in love with him. You’d do it again and again.

We never got it right Playing and replaying old conversations Overthinking every word and I hate it 'Cause it's not me And what's the point in hiding Everybody knows we got unfinished business And I'll regret it if I didn't say this isn't what it could be

Two days until the wedding

Mark shook you softly and tried to wake you up. “Hey, Y/n. We’re here. Wake up.”

“Just a little longer Markie.” You mumbled in your sleep as you held his hand. When you landed, Mark got scared again and just held your hand without asking you. You were asleep after all.

Mark’s heart was about to explode. He blushed at the nickname. You used to call him Markie every time you were sleepy or acting like a baby to get his attention.

And every fucking time he fell for it and his heart softened. “Okay baby.” This time Mark stroked your hand with his thumb.

About three minutes later, the flight attendant came to wake her. “Sir, ma’am. You need to leave the plane. We landed almost ten minutes ago.”

You slowly woke up and stretched your arms. “What? Oh, sorry.” You stood up, a little too fast. Everything was spinning, Mark held your waist and you fell on his lap.

“Are you sure we landed? Everything’s spinning around.” You held your head, not noticing that you were on Mark’s lap. “Y/n, uhm, could you stand up? But do it slowly this time!” he still held your waist. “What? Oh, shit, sorry.” You stood up, a little slower this time.

“Y/n! Mark! What took you so long? What the hell?” Aera looked strictly but as she saw Mark’s arm around your waist she softened. “S-she’s a little tipsy.” Mark said, cheeks red.

“Of course, she is.”

“Am not! Oh my god, the weather is so good!” your eyes were slightly open but as soon as you saw the sea and the beautiful architecture your smiled brightly. You pushed Mark’s arm off and started unbuttoning your shirt.

Mark’s eyes widened, and Jaehyun turned around, he didn’t want to watch you take off your clothes. Aera’s mouth fell open and Mark kept on watching you. Your tank top under your shirt rose a little and Mark’s eyes travelled to your soft skin. You put your shirt in your handbag and took out your sunglasses.

Mark’s eyes never left your body, his eyes going up to your breasts. He needs to get away from you or he’ll lose his mind.

“You can turn back baby, she’s wearing something underneath.”

“J-Jaehyun maybe we should… you know.” Mark locked eyes with Jaehyun.

“What you mean Mark?” Jaehyun asked cluelessly.

“A car, you know, for the hotel.”

“Oh yeah right. Ladies, don’t move away, we’ll go rent a car.” Jaehyun kissed Aera and then they left.

“I’m going to kill him.” You breathed out after Mark left. “You won’t.” Aera posed next to you as you took selfies together. “I will. I hate him. He acts like nothing happened, like, like he never broke my heart. As if we’re old friends or shit like that.”

“He acts totally shy around you. I think you intimidate him. Did you see how he watched you when you took off your shirt? That idiot was and is so into you.” Aera always thought that Mark loved you, no matter what he did. You don’t date someone for months just for 50 bucks. “He’s a man. As soon as they see tits, they’re on their knees.” You laughed.

“Well, maybe you should let him kneel for you a little longer. I guess he’s into that.” She giggled.

“I can’t believe that you just said that.” You closed your eyes. “Well, Jaehyun’s into that.”

“Jaehyun’s into what?” Jaehyun asked as he heard his name. “Into me of course.”

“That’s why I’m marrying you.” He pulled her in for a kiss- a very steamy and hot kiss. “Hello? Keep it PG-13 please.” You looked at them with disgust in your eyes. Mark awkwardly coughed next to you. “The car is ready.”

You were in the backseat with Mark, he was a little close for your liking. “Your leg is touching mine.” You said. “And?” he asked.

“I don’t like it.”

“Sounds like a you problem.” He said back. “Excuse me?” you said in disbelief.

Jaehyun and Aera locked eyes for a second.

Aera turned the radio louder and it was your song.

“Y/n! Isn’t that your favorite song?!” she yelled through the music. Mark glanced at you. He remembered the song. You had your first kiss with Mark, and that song was playing in the background. You were in his car, just like right now, in the backseat.

“No. It’s not.” You said as you looked out.

“What? But it’s in your Spotify playlist. What was it called? Fav songs? Best songs? His songs? My songs?” she kept on asking and you couldn’t take it anymore. “’Our songs’ but I deleted that because that playlist was stupid. Now, please. Change that songs.”

Mark smiled to himself. You still had the playlist called our songs? Mark and you created that playlist when you were dating and you always listened to it, over thousand times and it never got boring.

“Fine.” She sighed. “No! Don’t change that song. I-it is my favorite song.” Mark said and you looked at him with furrowed brows.

“Okay.”

“Change it.” You demanded.

“Don’t.” Mark was looking at you too. “Aera, change the song.” You said through gritted teeth.

“Aera I’ll jump out of the car If you change it.” Mark threatened.

“He won, Y/n, sorry. He threatened with his life.”

You didn’t say anything because the song changed. You looked back to your phone, ignoring Mark.

“We’re here.” Jaehyun parked the car and you mouth fell open. The hotel looked stunning. “Holy shit. This place is fucking gorgeous.” Aera said happily. “Only the best for my fiancée.” Jaehyun was fucking cheesy but Aera loved it.

The hotel was not exactly like a hotel. It was more like little white house’s next to each other with a pool and a perfect view. The house was bigger than you thought, many guest rooms, a big room for the couple and a very big room for you and Mark, at the end of the hallway, far away from Jaehyun and Aera’s room.

“If you excuse us for a while, we have things to discuss in our room,” Jaehyun said as he winked at Aera. “But we’ll get dinner together. Don’t go too far, stay in your rooms or go swimming we don’t really care just leave us alone for an hour-“ Aera kicked his leg again. “or three.”

After unpacking your stuff, you decided to go to the pool. You changed to your black two-piece swimsuit and left your room and at the same time Mark opened his door and left his room. He was in his swim trunks and he stopped his movements as soon as he saw you leaving your room.

Mark tried to hide his gaze on your body, but he was quite obvious. “Stop staring.”

“I-I’m not staring.” He looked away.

“Sure.” You made your way outside, to the pool. It was extremely hot, you put your towel on the beach chair next to the pool and sat down, ready to put on some sunscreen. Mark entered the porch and looked at you. You put sunscreen on your legs and didn’t break the eye contact.

You wanted to tease him, provoke him so you put on a show. You slowly pulled the straps of your swimsuit down and slowly put the sunscreen on your neck and shoulders until you reached the upper part of your breasts. You didn’t need to look at Mark, you felt his eyes on your as he put his stuff down next to you.

“Mark?”

“Y-Yes?” he stuttered, his focus on your breasts.

“Could you help me? I can’t reach my back.” You said innocently.

Mark gulped, “Y-yeah I can, uhm, I can do that for you.”

Mark wasn’t the only one watching. You watched him too. You watched him take off his shirt and you couldn’t look away. He looked hot, hotter than before. Did he start working out? He caught you watching him and smirked at you. You threw the sunscreen to him and turned around. You untied the bikini bra but held it against your breasts.

He squeezed a little on his hand and slowly put it on your lower back, slowly massaging it into your skin. You didn’t know If his hands were cold or If the sunscreen was cold, but after he touched you, your entire body shivered. You got goosebumps, you even felt your nipples harden.

“Yes Mark, just like that.” You teased him again.

“Feels good?”

“Mhm…” you moaned.

His face was close to yours, you could feel his breathe against your neck. His hands slowly travelled down, slightly about your ass. “Hands up, Mark.” You pushed his hands up again, you wouldn’t let him touch your ass.

You leaned back, your head was resting on Mark’s shoulder. You were sitting between his legs and you grabbed his thigh after he put a little bit pressure on your back. You weren’t going to lie- it really felt good. Your muscles relaxed, you closed your eyes and just let him touch you.

“You want me to go harder?” he whispered in your ear. “Yes, please go harder on me.” And he did. You squeezed his thigh, your hand travelled higher and higher, “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath and when you stopped, you moved forwards. “That’s enough.”

You tied your bikini bra back up and turned to him. He quickly tried to hide his bulge with a towel. “Are you perhaps turned-on Mark?” you mocked him.

“Your nipples are hard. I guess you are turned-on.”

He was right. You were turned on and your nipples were hard. “No, I’m not. Why would that turn me on? My nipples are hard b-because it’s cold. And stop looking you pervert!” you crossed your arms in front of you and made your way to the pool.

“Cold my ass.” He mumbled.

You slowly entered the pool, step by step. The temperature was good, you hoped your nipples would calm down. You watched Mark enter the pool, he was on the other side looking at you.

“This is my side and that is yours. Stay on your side and don’t bother me.” You told him strictly. Mark nodded and watched you. You just stared at each other and then Mark dove into the water. He swam towards you and when he got out, he was right in front of you, face, and hair wet. Chest rising and falling, eyes on you. Mark was really close, like, really close. You could feel the bulge against your thigh.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“Swimming.” He caged you in his arms and pushed your body softly against the wall. He looked at you and the beautiful view of Greece and the ocean he had.

“Swim on your side of the pool.” He was annoying you so much.

“I have a better view from here.” Mark said as he looked you in the eyes. “Fine, you can stay here-“

“Don’t go.” He whispered. “Why? I’m blocking your view.”

“You are the view.”

You didn’t say anything back- you couldn’t. Your heart was beating against your chest, breathing got difficult and you couldn’t calm down. He was so close, you were about to lose your mind.

Mark wasn’t doing any better. You looked ethereal. You looked as beautiful as the first time he had met you. You were even prettier and the way you were so cold to him was kind of hot. Mark thought that his feelings for you died but seeing you after such a long time only made him realize, that his feelings for you got even stronger.

He always asked Jaehyun about you, but Jaehyun punched him and told him to fuck off because he had hurt his girlfriends’ best friend and his own friend, too. In Jaehyun’s eyes, Mark was a great friend, and he would trust him with his life, but after what he had done to you, Mark lost the right to know about your life. Still, Mark tried to find out If you were feeling any better after the breakup. If you were happy without him in your life, but he always failed and reaching out to you would be the worst thing he could do to you.

Mark’s hands were on your waist. He pushed his body against yours and he knew how nervous you were, but two can play this game.

Your hand was on his toned stomach, caressing it softly and then going down. You never broke eye contact and when your hand landed on his crotch, softly squeezing his bulge, he let out a moan. You were bold, you kept on playing with his bulge and Mark’s lips were attacking your neck. He placed soft kisses and started sucking.

“Fuck, Y/n. It feels so good. Please don’t stop.” He moaned as he squeezed your waist slightly. Before you could realize what exactly was happening, your phone rang.

“Ignore it.” Mark mumbled, his lips leaving your skin for a second.

“Mark- no.”

“Please… I’m so close.” He kissed your neck up to your jaw. You wanted to keep doing whatever the fuck you were doing with fucking Mark Lee, but your phone never stopped ringing. “You’re close?”

“Yes baby, so close.”

And you stopped your hand movements immediately. “W-What no please-“ he begged but you pushed him away. “You’re a big boy, right? You don’t need me.” You stepped out of the pool and wrapped the towel around yourself. Mark was painfully hard, and he was about to cum.

You took your phone and looked at the messages you just got. Minho texted you and you realized that you just gave Mark a handjob, even though he didn’t cum, and you totally forgot about Minho’s existence. Not that Minho always had you on his mind.

“You have got to be kidding me.” You said.

Mark looked at you curiously.

You called Minho immediately, not caring If you lost so much money since you called someone abroad.

“What the fuck does that mean?!” you asked angrily.

“I’m busy- I can’t attend the wedding.”

“Busy my ass, fuck you. This is my best friend’s wedding, the least you could do is to come to the wedding and stay next to your fucking girlfriend.” You were so angry, you didn’t care about anything.

Mark didn’t want to listen to your private conversation- and he had to jerk off- but after hearing the word girlfriend, he stopped in his tracks and listened.

“I have so much work and it’s just a wedding- I’ll make it up to you.” Minho said but you were distracted by the voices and music. “A-Are you at the club? You promised you’d never do that again?!”

“I’m with some colleagues-“ he lied.

“It’s fine. I don’t have time for this right now.” You hung up without listening to him any further. You were exhausted, so fucking exhausted. You turned to your left and saw Mark watching you. “Who was that?” he asked.

“None of your business.” You were cold to him again. Mark was about to say something, but you left without giving him the chance.

The only thing on your mind right now was Mark’s lips on your body. You took a hot shower and changed into a pretty sundress, perfect for the hot weather.

Mark was under the shower, after he jerked off, you still didn’t leave his mind. All he could think about was you and the person to whom you were talking.

After an hour, Aera told you to get ready- you were all going out for dinner. You all got ready and left the house. You were in the backseat with Mark again, not exchanging a word with the three, you were in your own world.

When you felt Mark’s hand on your thigh you turned your head to him. “Huh?”

“Burgers? What do you say?” he asked softly and pulled his hand back. “Sure.” You just wanted to drink, you didn’t care about food.

Jaehyun parked next to a restaurant and when you entered, you were all shocked. It was a beautiful restaurant with a terrace and a pretty view. Aera was next to you, Jaehyun across from her and Mark right across from you.

It felt like back then when you were going on actual double dates. “I think I have a déjà vu?” Jaehyun laughed awkwardly. “Ouch!” Mark yelped. “Sorry Mark, I wanted to kick Jaehyun.” Aera said. “Why would you want to kick me?” he asked his girlfriend. “Babe, shut up.” It was so awkward.

Mark looked at you, he knew exactly what Jaehyun was talking about. “Do you guys remember when the waiter pushed Jaehyun’s head into the cake?” Mark laughed at the memory the four of your shared. You didn’t say anything, but the others laughed. “Oh my god that was hilarious. He tasted so delicious.” Aera winked at him. “Okay, well, uhm, I wasn’t talking about that.” Mark scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

“My baby likes it when her fiancée tastes like strawberries.” Jaehyun smirked at Aera.

“This is absolutely not something we want to hear, Jesus.” Mark said disgusted.

After finishing dinner, you walked on the beach together. “Hey, babe, what’s on your mind?” Aera pulled you back to talk to you. She knew something was up.

“I just- Minho isn’t coming and I’m not sad about it. Why am I not sad about it?” you asked her. “Thanks god- I mean, I think your brain started working finally. Do you even see a future with him?” she asked you. “No, I don’t b-but I’ll never have future with anyone- I guess I’m just not worth-“

“If you dare to finish that sentence, I’ll push you into the water.” Aera threatened you. “Listen, I know when you are happy, and there was not a single time you were happy in that relationship, not like you were with that dumbass-“ she pointed at Mark, “The last time I saw you truly happy was with him, and I’m not saying go get Mark, I’m saying that Minho isn’t worth it. You are too good for him and there’s someone who loves you so much and who deserved your love and attention. Not that looser.”

And your eyes never left Mark’s back.

Something inside you switched, you don’t need a man next to you to be happy, well definitely not a man like Minho- he wasn’t even a man. After all the tears and fights you finally opened your eyes, and you knew that you deserve better.

“Fuck this shit I’m breaking up with that piece of shit.” And you really did. Aera held your hand as you dialed his number and called him.

“Y/n? It’s fucking 4 am.” Minho said. “Babe-“ you heard in the background, but you didn’t fucking care.

“You know what, I don’t even fucking care. Do whatever you want- thanks god you aren’t coming. I don’t have to make memories with an asshole like you. Go back to your slut. I’ll get my stuff when I’m back. I’m done with you” And you hung up.

You felt better than ever before.

You didn’t feel like crying- you were happy, you wanted to make great memories with your best friend and after so many years, you finally broke up with Minho. You felt free and when you looked to your left, to the stunning view you had, you just smiled.

“I’m so proud of you. You know, there are a couple single friends of Jaehyun coming to the wedding, maybe you’ll get some dick.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Jaehyun’s friends? Are we really sure about that?” you joked, looking at Mark again.

“You are right.”

Meanwhile, Mark and Jaehyun were talking about you.

“Dude, she was talking about someone not attending the wedding and like, she said girlfriend or something, I don’t know- is she… is Y/n dating someone?” Mark asked, he was scared of the answer. He had hope to get you back, but when you were someone else’s, he couldn’t do anything.

“Yeah, Minho. Such a piece of shit, like, he’s worse than you-“

“Hey!”

“Sorry, but like, what you did was an asshole move but he’s like constantly an asshole, I think that’s worse than being a dick just once. He cheats and yells and is so fucking disrespectful, if it weren’t for Y/n I’d kill him and I can’t believe that he’s coming to my wedding, god.”

Mark was shocked, you’re really dating someone like him?

“Why isn’t she leaving him?” he asked Jaehyun. “I don’t really know, they started dating right after you left, maybe she tried to move on with him.”

Mark knew he had hurt you really bad, but you tried to move on that soon? Why did you touch him like that when you have a boyfriend? Why did you let him kiss your neck and be so close?

“Let’s go to the club!” you yelled happily, and Mark turned to you. “Club?” he asked.

“Yes, the fucking club, I want to get wasted!” you sang happily.

And the next stop was a club. After a couple shots (Jaehyun didn’t drink anything except for water, he’s the driver), you and Aera danced on the dancefloor happily together. You felt so alive and excited, you jumped around and Mark couldn’t keep his eyes away from you.

The way your dress slightly rose and exposed your beautiful legs. He hoped nobody else was looking at you like he did.

“You’re staring.” Jaehyun said.

“Am not.”

“You’re so fucking obvious, it physically hurts me to see you like this.” Jaehyun patted Mark’s back.

“Do you think she still hates me?” Mark asked. “Well, I would.”

“That’s not helpful.” Mark gulped down another shot. “Alright, I’m sorry. She’s like, pissed, but I don’t think she hates you.”

“Baby! Dance with me!” Aera pulled Jaehyun to the dance floor and he didn’t resist. He had to show everyone that Aera was his girl, his fiancée. Dancing slowly turned into a make out session and not even five minutes later, they left the dancefloor and entered the restroom.

After dancing for so long, you returned back to your table. “What are you doing here all alone?” you asked Mark.

“Drinking.” He drank shot after shot. “Share with me.” You sat down next to him, really close. Your thighs touching and his gaze on your legs made you smirk.

“Let’s play a game. We’ll ask questions and If we don’t want to answer, we take a shot. Okay?”

You nodded, that could get really interesting. You ordered a whole vodka bottle and started the game.

“Ladies first.”

“What a gentleman. Well, okay, I got a question. Did you get to cum today?” you asked boldly. “I did.” He smirked at you.

“Okay, uhm, were you turned on?”

You took a shot, yes you were so turned on, but you wouldn’t say that out loud.

Mark looked you in the eyes, “Do I look hot?”

“So fucking hot.” Mark said without thinking.

“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked now, you took a shot, which was a pretty obvious answer to him. He put his hand on your thigh. He squeezed slightly. “I never said yes.” You said. “You also never said no. Do you want me to stop touching you?”

“It’s not your turn.” Which meant that you didn’t want him to stop touching you.

After a couple shots, Mark finally asked you the question he was dying to ask.

“Did you miss me?” his face was serious, and he looked you the deep in the eyes. Whenever Mark asked you a question to which you couldn’t say no, you took a shot, just like you did at this question. Mark knew that you had missed him.

“I missed you. So much.” He came closer, nose brushing yours. Mark pressed his lips on the corner of your lips. He slightly pulled back and you looked at you, you weren’t stopping him, so he continued.

The next kiss landed on the tip of your nose and then on the other corner of your lips. Mark squeezed your thigh with a little bit more pressure as he finally placed his lips on yours. Mark kissed you slowly and without realizing it, you kissed him back. You shut your eyes and let him kiss you. He kissed you with so much passion, so much longing and you cupped his cheeks to pull him closer.

His right hand held you by your waist and squeezed it, you gasped, and he put his hot muscle in your mouth. His tongue was playing with yours, he sucked on your lower lip and you could feel yourself getting wetter with every touch and every kiss. You forgot that you were in public, everyone could watch your heavy make-out session with Mark.

“M-Mark-“ you moaned.

“Mhmm…” he didn’t want to stop-

“Mark- there are people around -fuck- us-“ when he started kissing your neck, you lost it.

“Don’t care.” And he kept kissing your skin. “I can’t get enough of you.” He smirked as he left a mark on your skin.

You opened your eyes and saw Jaehyun and Aera coming. You pushed Mark away and acted like you didn’t just have the best kiss of your life.

“We’re done,” Aera giggled, “We should go back, it’s late and we should get sober until tomorrow night. I want to remember my bachelorette party.”

You just nodded, grabbed your purse, and left the club with the others coming after you.

The car ride was awkward. Mark wanted to hold your hand, but you tried to leave as much space as possible between you. Your head was spinning, you wanted him but the voice in your head told you to back off.

Mark was silent the whole ride back and after you left, he could finally breath again.

“The others are coming tomorrow, I trust my best man to take care of them.” Jaehyun and Mark talked on the way back to the house and you tried to ignore the fact that Mark was really walking right next to you.

“Of course, dude. You’re bachelor party is going to be crazy, by the way.” Mark planed something big for Jaehyun.

“No strippers.” Jaehyun warned.

“No strippers for you.” Mark teased even though he was suddenly not interested in seeing women, except for you. You were on his mind and you just didn’t want to leave.

That kind of hurt you.

You accidently locked eyes with Mark, and he wanted to punch himself. “I- I mean I don’t want them either- you know? I swear I didn’t book any strippers.” Mark tried to save himself, but you just rolled your eyes.

“We’re going to have strippers though, Aera.”

“What? Aera, babe, I thought we said no strippers.” Jaehyun pouted.

“I told her! Y/n No strippers!” Aera panicked.

“No strippers for you.” You mocked Mark and he glared at you.

“No strippers and that’s final.” Jaehyun said strictly like a dad, pointing his finger at me.

“I was just joking- don’t worry. No strippers. Promise.”

You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true

The next day was hectic. Family members and friends finally arrived and you, as the maid of honor, tried your best to be there for them and for Aera. Mark on the other hand just hung out with Jaehyun. The wedding is tomorrow and the bachelor parties are tonight. Aera was a little stressed, even with your help. She was talking with the catering company and you could see how exhausted she was.

“Aera, go take a long relaxing bath, I got this. I have your list and all of the information. Let me manage this, you need to relax and enjoy this. I don’t want you to stress.” You told her.

“You’re right, I trust you with this.”

You did everything you had to do. You were done with the check list and when you were about to go to your room to take a quick nap, a voice interrupted you.

“So, Y/n. Did you get hotter? Or is it just the weather in Greece?”

You turned around and faced Johnny Suh. A close friend of Jaehyun and he was always flirting with you, even when you dated Mark, but it was harmless. He was always nice and kind and you flirted back, just for fun of course and well, you liked making Mark jealous.

“Oh look at you! Long time no see.” You hugged him and the other boys trailing after him. Mark leading the boys and watching you and Johnny flirt right in front of him.

You hugged the others, and they didn’t know how to act, since Mark was glaring at them, which you didn’t notice.

“So Y/n, do you need any help?” Johnny said, winking at you.

“I’m actually done with everything, I was about to take a nap.”

“A nap? Come on, we’re in Greece. Let’s go to the beach.” Johnny suggested and everyone agreed with him, even Mark.

You thought about it for a second. Going to beach sound perfect, who knows If you ever come to Greece again.

“Alright, I’ll go get my stuff and change.”

You changed to your bikini and a sundress. You packed your back, a couple towels, sunscreen, and your sunglasses. The boys were already waiting for you. Jungwoo, Mark, Johnny and Yuta were the only ones who wanted to go to the beach. Jaehyun was napping and the others wanted to go to the city.

You were sitting between Jungwoo and Mark. Johnny was driving and Yuta took the passenger seat. You pressed your legs together, you didn’t want to touch Mark’s legs. After everything that happened last night, you were scared and you didn’t know what to do. Mark wasn’t doing any better. It was so awkward and if he could, he would kiss you again.

Not even 15 minutes later, you arrived at the beach and it was such a beautiful view.

“Wow, it’s so beautiful.” You said with wide eyes.

“Not as beautiful as you are.” Johnny flirted and you softly hit him on the shoulder, “Shut up.”

Mark tried to ignore Johnny’s flirty behavior, but it was so hard, even back when you and Mark were still dating, he hated it whenever Johnny flirted like that with you. He didn’t even know why, he shouldn’t have cared, he was only dating you for the money, right? But now it was different. Now he cared even more, he wanted you and it drove him crazy that you ignored him all day.

When you settled down right in front of the beach, Yuta and Jungwoo dropped everything and ran straight into the water.

“They didn’t put any sunscreen on.” Johnny mumbled, “Can you help me put some on Y/n?” he asked you.

“Sure.”

Once again, Mark wanted to punch his friend.

The way you put sunscreen on Johnny’s back was quick, you wanted to annoy Mark, you didn’t want him to think that you were really interested in Johnny. Johnny thanked you and asked you if you need help too and when you nodded, Mark remembered when he put sunscreen on your back yesterday.

Mark smirked at the memory, you’re so beautiful and your moans were so pretty and-

Mark’s thoughts were interrupted by you.

“Johnny, you are so strong, it feels so good.”

How could you say that, Mark thought.

“Y/n are you still with that piece of shit?” Johnny asked you as he massaged your back. “No I broke up with him.”

“So you’re single right?”

“Fuck- Yes, single.” You closed your eyes and enjoyed the massage you were getting.

“Hyung, I think Yuta is calling your name.” Mark interrupted.

“I can’t hear anything?” you mumbled.

“For real, he called your name just a second ago, maybe you should go look after him.”

Johnny’s plan worked. Johnny could hear the jealousy in Mark’s voice. Johnny wasn’t really interested in you, yeah you were pretty and you have a great personality, but you were still Mark’s ex-girlfriend and Johnny knew that Mark still liked you, even though he never admitted that.

“Alright, maybe Mark can continue?” Johnny asked you.

“I don’t know… Mark’s not as strong as you are.” You teased.

“I am strong, did you forget about yesterday-“

“Okayyyy.” Johnny laughed awkwardly and left you two.

Mark placed his hands on your back, he softly massaged you. You were laying on your stomach and Mark slowly untangled your bikini straps.

“How is this?” he asked you as he put a little pressure on your back.

“G-Good, so good.”

“You like making me jealous huh?” his hand travelled down but he stopped right before your butt.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said innocently even though you knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Oh baby, you do. You know what I’m talking about,” he put a little bit of pressure on your neck, “I really want to spank you for behaving like a brat.”

“Do it.”

“Don’t play with me.” Mark bend forward and pressed his lips on your bare shoulder. He left wet kisses on your skin and you closed your eyes and let him.

You missed him. You missed Mark so much. You wanted him and he wanted you, but there was still something holding you back.

You got interrupted by the ringing of your phone.

Mark pulled back and when you tried to stand up to reach for your phone, you forgot that your bikini was loose.

“Oh shit-“ you laid back and Mark giggled. He tied your straps back together and you finally answered your phone.

“Hi Aera, yeah we’re at the beach. Everything is done, don’t worry I took care of everything. Yeah be ready at 9 I’m not telling you what I’ve planned. The dress code is red and short. No Jaehyun won’t get jealous because he won’t get to see you until the wedding. Oh, I’m- I’m with Mark right now- would you shut up we’re not-“ you glanced at Mark who was already looking at you, “I’m hanging up now.”

Aera teased you with Mark, she asked you why you were alone with him and if you were doing dirty things with him.

“I’m going to the boys, are you coming?” you asked him softly.

Mark just nodded and trailed after you.

After your fun beach day, you got ready for the bachelorette party. Aera’s three other friends were also coming and knew about your plan. You booked a limousine and a VIP place in a club, it wasn’t much, but Aera liked it the traditional way.

After changing to a short red dress with thin straps, you put on makeup and you were ready to go. The others were also ready and Aera tried to hide herself.

“Jaehyun can’t see me like this- he’d rip this dress off me, then he would fuck me and then he would burn it.”

“Calm down, Johnny told me that they already left.” You assured her.

“Fine. Fuck I look so hot.” Aera opened her front camera once again and looked at herself.

“Yes you do and now let’s get wasted!!” one of her other friends said.

Driving in a limousine was fun, Aera popped the champagne bottle carefully and after driving around the city for 3 hours and having fun in the limousine, you arrived at the club.

You entered the VIP lounge and the night started perfectly. Everyone was having fun, dancing, and drinking.

Aera secretly texted Jaehyun that she missed him and loved him. She also left for about five minutes just to talk to him in the restroom.

“Where the hell were you?” you asked her.

“I was talking to Jaehyun I’m sorry I’ll turn my phone off now.”

And she did, of course after she texted Jaehyun that she was turning her phone off, she didn’t want him to worry and also have fun.

After that, Aera drank and danced like there was no tomorrow.

You were also having the time of your life, it’s been so long since you danced freely in a club. No, it’s been so long since you had fun at all. When you were with Minho, you never had any fun. It was always about him, his pleasure, his feelings, everything about him. All you could think about was Mark when you were with Minho. No matter how much Mark hurt you, when he was your boyfriend, he was always perfect. He valued you more than Minho ever did. You shouldn’t be thinking about Mark when you were lying next to someone else, but you couldn’t help it.

“Y/n?”

You turned around and your eyes met Mark’s.

“M-Mark? Are you real? Or am I dreaming?” you giggled, you were tipsy.

“I’m real,” he stroked your cheek, “This island is so small, we ended up at the same club.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his hands on your waist. “I was thinking about you the whole day.” you admitted, you were drunk and drunk you always said the truth.

“Me too. Couldn’t get you out of my head.”

“Are you drunk?” you asked.

“No, but I’m still telling you the truth. I missed you.”

“I miss-“

“Y/n! Jaehyun is here and he can’t see Aera, it’s almost midnight! It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!” Aera’s friend giggled, “and she’s so fucking drunk and I’m so drunk too,” she giggled again.

You sobered up quickly, thanks god you didn’t drink much, there has to be someone sober enough to take care of everyone and you could never forgive yourself if anything happens before the wedding.

“I’ll take her back to the hotel, you guys can stay and have more fun.” You told her and she thanked you and told you to call if anything happens.

Mark followed you, he helped you carry Aera to the taxi.

“I’ll come with you.” Mark said.

“Don’t worry about us. I can take care of us, go have fun with the boys.” You smiled softly.

“No I want to be with you- I mean, I was bored anyway, and tomorrow is the big day, I should have some… sleep.” He scratched the back of his head nervously.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

When you arrived at the hotel, Mark helped you carry Aera to your room. She was going to stay with you for tonight, Jaehyun shouldn’t see her before the wedding.

“Sleep tight, tomorrow is going to be your big day.” you said as you tugged her in.

You turned to Mark with a small smile on your face, “Thank you. For helping me with her.”

“Of course. Uhm, do you, only if you want to of course, do you want to drink something with me? In m-my room if that’s okay for you. I mean it’s still early and I’m not really sleepy, you know.” Mark rambled.

“Yeah, sure.” You said shyly.

Mark opened the door and you entered his room. His room was clean and had a perfect view. Even at night, the view was beautiful. The lights in the dark, the moon shining brightly, it looked mesmerizing.

You stood in front of his window and Mark watched you with a smile on his lips to you, the view was everything but to Mark, you were everything. You looked absolutely beautiful to him.

Mark took a couple steps and was now right behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and put his head on your shoulder. You intertwined your fingers with his and pulled him closer to you.

“It’s beautiful.”

“You are beautiful.” He whispered softly against your ear.

You turned around, his arms still around you and his face so close to yours.

“I couldn’t tell you this in the club so I’m going to say it now,” you whispered against his lips, “I missed you too, Mark. I missed you so much.”

And without thinking twice, you both leaned in and kissed.

You closed your eyes immediately and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer, he did the same, he pulled you closer by your waist and pressed you against the window.

He kissed you gently and slowly, your heart pounded against your chest and Mark’s heart was racing, too. As if time stopped right there, as if they were never apart. Mark’s right hand was on your jaw, softly pushing your head up to get better access to your mouth, you let out a soft moan, Mark used the opportunity to meet your tongue.

The kiss was perfect, slow but still so passionate.

Mark pulled back, you were breathing heavily and heat rose from your stomach to your chest, a feeling you couldn’t really describe.

He left wet kisses on your cheek, down to your jaw and then your neck. You tilt your head back, Mark sucked on your soft skin as your hands tangled in his hair, lightly pulling.

You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, you just wanted to take off this dress and let Mark fuck you.

“D-Do you want this?” he asked you.

“Yes-“ you whimpered as he sucked on your sensitive spot.

Mark pulled you to his bed, with you on top of him straddling his lap. Your lips connected again, you tried to unbutton his shirt as he grabbed your butt softly and squeezed it.

You almost ripped his shirt, but you didn’t care.

It was your turn to press your lips on his neck.

Mark closed his eyes, the way his crotch met you when you pressed yourself against him, the way your lips kissed his soft skin, leaving pretty marks on Mark.

Mark couldn’t take it anymore. His pants were so tight, it almost hurt. He wanted to feel you, he needed to feel you. Mark changed positions, he was on top of you now.

“Take this off- please, fuck, take this off now.” He looked for the zipper of your dress and when he finally found it, he wanted to cry.

He took off your dress, and fuck, he was going crazy. You weren’t wearing a bra, only your black panties.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect.”

The way Mark looked at you made you feel so beautiful. You weren’t shy like you used to be, you felt good and you wanted him so bad.

You pulled him up for a short kiss.

Mark took off his pants as fast as he could and he was painfully hard. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you. His lips were on your nipple, he sucked on your breast and his hand was playing with the other one. After sucking on your one nipple, his attention was on the other one. “Mark- fuck, it feels so good. Please don’t stop.” You moaned.

You were so wet and feeling Mark’s cock against your thigh turned you so on.

While playing with your nipples, his one hand found your pussy. He stroked it over your panties, but then his hand travelled in your panties and he started playing with your wet pussy.

“Baby you are so wet. All for me?”

“Yes, yes. So wet for you, Mark.” You closed your eyes tightly. It felt so good to feel his hands on you again.

Even thought Mark wanted to taste you, he couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to be in you now.

“You can take me, right baby? I need to fuck you.”

“Please fuck me Mark.” You also couldn’t take it anymore, you needed to cum.

Mark took off his boxers and hovered above you. “F-Fuck I don’t have a condom.”

“You don’t have a condom? Why?” you asked him.

“Well, I didn’t think that I was going to fuck you here.”

“What if you’d met someone else here?” you asked curiously.

“I’m not interested in someone else. I want you- I always wanted you.” He admitted shyly.

You looked each other in the eyes for a couple seconds, he leaned in and pecked your lips. He pulled back and looked at you again.

“You can fuck me without a condom. I’m on the pill and I haven’t had sex in months,” You can’t even remember the last time Minho fucked you. “And I never fucked without a condom after I had sex with you.”

“Me too. I mean after… after you I haven’t fucked raw.”

“Okay.” You said softly.

“Okay.” He leaned in and pressed his lips on yours.

While kissing you, he slowly pushed his cock in you. You grabbed his biceps tightly, he stretched you, you haven’t been fucked in so long, you got even tighter.

Mark pulled back and looked at you. “You feel so good around me. So, so fucking good. I missed you so much.” With that, Mark pushed his entire length inside of you.

“Fuck-“

He was fucking into you, slowly but hard. You could feel his entire length and he always hit your sweet spot. “Right there- Mark, fuck.”

“I-I want to ride you. Mark, fuck.” You moaned.

Mark turned you, you were now on top of him.

You bounced on his cock up and down, his hands on your waist pushed you down and he thrusted his hips to fuck into you. Your hands were on his shoulder, holding him. Even though you wanted to ride him, he was fucking you hard and good.

“M-Mark I’m gonna cum. Fuck Fuck Mark-“

And then your climax hit you. You collapsed on top of him and he still fucked into you. “Fuck feel so good. Y-you feel so good.” Mark was so close and the way he kept fucking you overstimulated you. You clenched one last time and Mark came inside of you, painting you walls white. He moaned your name as he came and you could feel him twitching inside of you.

Mark wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his chest. Mark pulled his cock out of you. You could hear his heart beating against his chest.

The night was perfect, after cleaning you up, you were wrapped in his arms once again. You talked about everything that night. Everything you had missed when you were apart.

“Can I ask you something?” he said.

“Sure.”

“Did you ever love him? Minho or whatever his name was.” Mark was jealous, even though you were in his arms.

“No, I don’t think that I’ve ever loved anyone, except for you. I always loved you.”

Mark smiled and kissed your temple.

“Why were you with him? Why didn’t you break up with him? Jaehyun told me that he’s an asshole.”

“After- after you broke up with me, I was… lost. I didn’t know what to do. I felt worthless and just- useless. He made me feel- wanted? I don’t know. I needed someone to forget you and he didn’t care. He never cared about me but he made me believe that he loved me. And that’s all I wanted. I just wanted to be loved.” You whispered the last part. A tear escaped your eye and you were quick enough to wipe it away. But Mark still noticed.

Mark felt bad. He never wanted you to feel this way. You were a dream. You were so perfect and it was his fault that you felt worthless. If anyone was useless, it was Mark.

“It’s my fault a-and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that you felt that way, but it’s not true. You are so much more. You are perfect in every possible way. You are more than anyone could ask for. I’ll never forgive myself that I made you feel this way.” Mark teared up and pulled you even closer.

“C-Can I ask you something?” you asked this time.

“Y-Yes.”

“What did you do with the money?” you were always curious about that.

Mark gulped hard, the memory pained him. “I gave it back.”

“What?”

“I couldn’t take money from a stupid bet, a bet that hurt you. I wasn’t proud of what I did. I wanted to forget that it happened, that I did that to you. I wanted to erase that from my memory. But I couldn’t erase you.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you. I loved you back then and I love you now. I never stopped loving you but I was too scared to reach out to you. I thought you hated me and it took me long to realize how much I love you.”

You looked up to him, you didn’t want to cry but your eyes were teary. “You love me?”

“Yes, I love you. I love you so much. There was not a single day without missing you, not a single day without regret eating me alive.”

“S-So you still love?”

“Yes. I love you.” He looked you deep in the eyes.

“I love you too.”

Mark smiled widely. Oh, how he missed hearing that you loved him.

“I’m sorry for everything.”

“It’s okay.” You pecked his lips but that wasn’t enough for Mark. He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately.

His hand was on your naked thigh, stroking it softly. You were wet and when Mark put his hand on your wet pussy, you moaned.

Mark circled your clit and his tongue played with yours. It felt so good. He slowly put two fingers inside of your cunt and thrusted them in and out. You clenched around his fingers and you could feel your climax coming. Mark added a third finger.

His lips were back on your skin. Mark softly kissed your boobs and sucked on your sensitive nipples.

“Are you going to be a good girl and cum?” he asked you between his kisses.

“Yes- I’m so close.”

“Look at me.” His face was close to yours again, and when you looked at him, at his dark doe eyes, you came.

After you calmed down, you glanced at the clock in the room.

“Shit, Mark. It’s almost six in the morning. We need to sleep.”

You talked the whole night and after two orgasms and cuddling, you didn’t notice that it was already this late.

“But I’m hard.” He pouted.

“Do you want me to suck you off?”

“Yes, please baby, please suck me off.” He begged.

You were on the edge of the bed, your face right in front of his hard cock.

You slowly licked from the bottom to his tip. You pumped his cock in your hand a couple times before you put it inside of your mouth. After pumping him, you licked the slit on his tip.

“Babe- don’t tease me.” He whimpered.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Anything- but just please, do something.”

You put his entire length inside of your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and pumping the part of his dick you couldn’t put inside of your mouth.

You stopped bobbing you head and stared licked his tip again. “Babe- please. Please make me cum.”

Mark was going crazy. He needed to cum, his cock was so sensitive now, he twitched every time you licked or touched him.

“Okay, baby. I teased you enough, I’ll make you cum. You want to cum right?” you kissed his cock and he nodded. “Please. I want to cum on your face.”

You sucked his dick properly this time, he was so sensitive and so close, not even ten seconds later, he came on your face, just like he wanted to.

“Fuck, fuck fuck. That was so fucking good, babe, fuck.” Mark was breathing heavily, the intense orgasm tired him. You cleaned you face, fortunately he only came on your face and inside of your mouth.

You crawled back to him and kissed his lips. “Thank you.” He thanked you. “I love sucking your dick.”

“No, well yeah thank you for that too but I’m thankful for everything. Thank you for forgiving me.”

“I love you.”

And you fell asleep in his arms.

I'd go back to you I'd go back to you What was there, wasn't sure But I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you

Not even three hours later, your alarm clock woke you and Mark up.

“I don’t want to leave you.” You mumbled.

“I don’t want you to leave either. Stay a little longer.” He kissed your shoulder.

“I can’t I have to wake up Aera. It’s her big day, it needs to be perfect.”

“Everything you do is perfect.” Mark flirted.

“Shut up, I’ll see you later okay? Thank you for last night.”

“I love you.” He leaned down and kissed you. After kissing for two minutes to pulled back again. “I have to go.”

“Just five more minutes.”

Almost thirty minutes later, you tiptoed to your bedroom. Aera was wide awake playing with her phone when she saw you.

“Where the fuck were you and why are- oh my god.” Aera understood immediately. “You bitch fucked Mark didn’t you.”

“Yes, and now shut up and get ready for your wedding day!”

“I know I know, but like, I’m happy if you are happy. Are you happy?” she asked you worriedly.

“Yes. I’ve never been happier I think.” You smiled. You were really happy and so in love with Mark.

“Then I’m happy.”

Hours later, you found yourself in your maid of honor dress, looking absolutely gorgeous. Mark was helping you with everything. With the catering company, the guests and everything else that needed to be taken care of.

Mark stole kisses from you here and there and now he pulled you back to his bedroom and kissed you intensely.

“You look so stunning- I can’t stop staring at you. I love you, pretty girl.” He kissed you again.

“M-Mark fuck, you look so hot and I really want to fuck you, b-but, fuck we can’t.” you closed your eyes and let him kiss your neck.

“Okay, okay. I’m trying to stay calm, but fuck, you look so good I want to rip that dress off.”

“We’ll have the whole night. Let’s go back, people are going to get suspicious.”

When you went back, you met Johnny and Yuta on your way.

“Where are you two coming from?” Yuta asked.

“My bedroom- ouch.” You kicked Mark’s leg.

“What were you doing in your bedroom?” Johnny asked amused. “Do you want me to show you?” Mark asked with a smirk.

“Mark? What the f-“ and then Mark pulled you in and kissed you fully on the lips.

He could finally show Johnny that you belonged to him, that you always belonged to him.

“Well I guess we saw that coming.” Yuta laughed with Johnny. The two left and you were still kissing.

“Ew! He is eating her Mommy!” you heard a little girl scream.

You pulled away immediately and apologized.

Mark laughed his ass off as he walked you to Aera’s dressing room. “I’m going to eat you tonight. But not your mouth. I’m going to eat your cunt.”

“I can’t wait. I’ll see you at the ceremony alright? I need to stay with Aera now.”

“Okay baby.” He kissed you goodbye.

The wedding ceremony ended so quickly, next thing you knew you were in Mark’s arms slow dancing. Aera and Jaehyun’s wedding was truly beautiful. Everything went smoothly and you were finally resting in the arms of your lover.

Aera and Jaehyun were also slow dancing and smiling happily. Not only because it was the most important night of their lives- also because their best friends were finally happy together.

“Y/n?” Mark said your name softly.

“Mhm?” you hummed with closed eyes.

“I’m really sorry that I put you trough all of that, and I’m sorry that it took me so long to realize my real feelings for you. You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met in my entire life and I’m going to do everything I can to keep you in my arms. I don’t want to see sad ever again. I’ll love you until my last breath.”

You promised yourself you weren’t going to cry that night, but a couple tears still escaped.

“You know, I was hurt but I healed and I’m more than ready to do this with you again. It was you. My heart always longed for you, and I don’t think that there could be anyone I would love as much as I love you. You could break my heart thousand times, I would go back to you over and over again.” You looked up to him, he could see the love you felt for him in your eyes.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” And with that, Mark pressed his lips on yours and kissed you with so much love and adoration.

I'll go back to you I'll go back to you I know I'd go back to you I'll go back to you I'll go back to you I know I'd go back to you

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