#ceo! ateez x reader

[a-soft-hornytiny]

Position of power.

Summary: You find out that your childhood friend is now a CEO and demand an explanation.  

Word count: 3.1k+

Genre: Smut

Pairing: CEO!Jongho x female!reader

Warnings: unprotected sex, half clothed sex, teasing, penetration, dirty talk, office sex, fingering (female receiving) (let me know if i missed something) be careful while reading. 

Notes: this got longer than it was supposed to be and im not complaining. Istg Jongho recently has a grip on me. And tbh ive had this idea ever since I saw him in that one suit. Ill show you what i mean. Like jesus. Anyway this is pretty fluffy at first but beware. 

Taglist: after the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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“Wait Choi Jongho?” You nodded, confused by the excitement in your friend's voice. You had shown her a picture of you in highschool but she only had eyes for the boy that was standing next to you on said picture, Jongho, your best friend since first grade that you sadly lost contact with after school. 

“THE Choi Jongho??” Your friend was squirming in her seat. You nodded again. Not really understanding what she was pointing at. “Omg Y/n that's such a big deal like how is he in person, is he as strict as he seems?” Your confusion only grew. 

“I haven’t seen him for years. He went abroad after school and we rarely ever text each other.” You explained and your friend's excitement immediately died off. “But don’t you want to know what it’s like?” What what’s like? You didn’t even need to ask the confusion was written all over your face.

“Being rich!” You tilted your head. Jongho’s family was well off but you wouldn’t go as far as calling him rich. And that’s when you saw something change in your friend's face. They realized something. While you were still trying to grasp what was happening, they shoved their phone under your nose. 

Perpexled you started to read. Choi Jongho, 23, CEO. Choi’s company, Choi Internationals, set a milestone in economic history as it became one of the most profitable corporations in its field only 4 months after it was brought to life.

You stopped and started reading again. No that can’t be.

“You didn’t know?” You looked up from their phone and shook your head slowly. How on earth did you not know about this? How could that information possibly go over your head? I need to call him you thought immediately before shaking your head again.

You went through your purse to look for your phone. When was the last time we talked? You asked yourself while unlocking your phone and entering your chat. About 4 months ago. 4 months ago you had checked up on each other the last time. That was far after the launch of his company. And he didn’t think that was important enough to tell you?

You started raging. You had told him everything. How you lost your job, how your ex broke up with you, how your parents moved to the countryside, everything. And he didn’t even bother to tell you he successfully launched a company and was making millions? Without thinking about it you sent him a passive-aggressive text.

When did you plan to tell me that you’re a money-shitting ceo?

Ok maybe you should have thought about that one.

Jongho was sitting in the back of his car when he saw your message. He let out a big sigh causing his secretary to send him a worried look. One part of him had wished you would never find out but he was also surprised that you didn’t already know. It was not like it was possible to keep his identity a secret. 

“What’s wrong Mr.Choi?” His secretary asked, still keeping his eyes on the road. Jongho sighed again. “Nothing too big. Just a change of plans for today.” He said while typing his response.

Where are you right now?

He didn’t expect an immediate answer but his phone pinged shortly after.

At Sannie’s Dream, why?

Sannie's Dream was the café you two used to go to during highschool days. Jongho couldn’t help but smile. You hadn’t changed a bit. 

Stay there.

He answered before informing his secretary about the new plan. The café was about 20 minutes away from where he was right now. He knew that you still lived in the suburb you two used to go to school in, he on the other hand had moved to the city. 

What does he mean by “Stay there”? You shook your head while putting your phone down. You had completely forgotten that you weren’t alone. 

“I’m so sorry you completely caught me off guard with that.” You told your friend while supporting your head with your hands.

“No worries but what now? What just happened?” They asked the right questions. What did just happen? “I have no idea.” You answered as you turned around to order another coffee. 

You got back to chatting but about 20 minutes later the door to the café opened and a well-dressed man entered. 

“Jongho?!” You exclaimed, completely shocked, causing the café to go quiet. He came over to your table and shushed you instantly. “We don’t want all that attention.” He whispered as the people around you began to talk again. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You whisper screamed, ignoring that your friend probably had a heart attack right now. “We need to talk, do you mind?” He asked, pointing at the door behind him. And before you even knew it he had paid for your coffee, said goodbye to your friend and had led you outside. 

"Jongho, stop!" You said while he opened the door to his car. You didn’t know a thing about cars but this one was expensive. “Can you please just explain what you’re doing?” You asked a bit out of breath. He had never been a man of many words, he was the type to prefer actions over words. But you needed him to tell you what was going on.

“I’ll explain it to you but can you get into the car first? I don’t want people to think that I’m kidnapping you.” He responded calmly. Well it kind of feels like I’m being kidnapped you thought before sitting down. Jongho closed the door and went to the other side to get in. 

After he sat down and both of you had put on the seat belt he told the driver to get them to the headquarters. The headquarters? What was he trying to do? “Mister Jung? This is Y/n. Y/n, this is my loyal secretary Mister Jung.” He introduced you and bowed at each other awkwardly. After the car started driving, Jongho started to explain. 

“Listen Y/n I never wanted to hide anything from you. I’m honestly a bit surprised that you only found out now. And I didn’t know you would be so angry.” He whispered the last part to himself. You weren’t ‘so angry’. Your disappointment from earlier had mostly disappeared.

“I’m not angry with you, just a bit disappointed that you didn’t tell me something so important. That’s a huge milestone. But don’t you think it's a bit extreme to kidnap me from my friend just to apologize?” You asked, a small smile on your face. He had always been a bit impulsive.

“Really? I mean..” he stopped, taking a second to organize his thoughts. “If I’m honest I just saw the opportunity and took it. I was so glad that you were still treating me like before and not turning into a money hungry demon, that I was too afraid to tell you. But in reality I have been wanting to meet up with you for a while now.”

You were surprised. On one side because of his sudden confession, on the other because of his rosy cheeks. He was embarrassed.

“That’s really.. sweet.” You said, still a bit taken aback. 

“I thought I could show you my workplace?” He asked incredibly unsure. What did your friend say about him earlier? Strict? Oh if they could see him right now. 

“Are you asking for a date?” You answered, obviously joking. But he nodded. And now you were the one whose face was heating up. He was looking out of the car window, trying to avoid eye contact, when scanned him with your eyes. He was handsome. He always had been, but this suit… you shook your head. Those thoughts were not to be thought. 

But he had been thinking the same. When he walked you to his car, he couldn’t help but let his eyes wander. You were wearing a knee long mint green summer dress with a low back and golden jewelry. You looked stunning. But even if it was just for one second, he had wondered what you were wearing underneath it. 

After a few minutes of awkward silence you decided to break the ice. "So.. how have you been?” You asked, still a bit shy. But he immediately answered, leading to a really relaxed conversation. You talked about everything and anything. From your family, to your work, to what you had for breakfast. God you had missed him. 

When the car finally stopped, he got out first to open the door. What a gentleman. 

“And this is where our Human Resources Management sits.” He explained as you reached the end of his little company tour. Your mouth was still open. More than ten levels, more than a hundred people, all under his control. The building was really modern, held in a black and white aesthetic with an occasional drop of colour. And it was your favourite colour. But that had to be a coincidence. 

“Getting to the best part of the whole building now- my office.” He led you into this huge room. One side of it was completely covered in windows. The other consisted of dark wood. On the window side was his desk, full of paperwork, and in the middle of the room was a big table with about eight chairs. On the darker side of the room was a couch and two armchairs in the same colour. 

You walked towards his desk completely overwhelmed by the sight of the city under your feet. 

Jongho watched you explore his office in awe as he closed the door behind him. And locked it. He had always liked you more than he should but he thought he wasn’t good enough. You were his biggest inspiration to success. He’d be good enough if he was successful. A big smile appeared on his face as you let out a gasp. You had discovered his personal little library. 

When was the time to make a move if not now?

You were taking a look at his books when you heard footsteps behind you. Without any warning you felt his hands on your waist and his warm breath against your ear. 

“You’re so cute when you’re excited.” He chuckled. You froze. He was so close. Goosebumps formed all over your body as you realized what position you were in. 

“Jongho what are you doing?” You couldn’t even talk properly, the words escaping your mouth were barely a whisper. Small electric shocks shot through your body as his hands slightly brushed against your hips. If you wanted to you could’ve easily stopped him. But the high school girl inside of you was excitedly jumping up and down. 

“Something I should’ve done a lot earlier..” he whispered against your neck before placing soft kisses on your shoulder. Shivers ran down your spine. What do I do? You thought, trying to keep your mouth shut. You were way too embarrassed to let out whatever sound was waiting on your tongue. 

You had always liked him. Others had always thought you were together but you two were absolutely oblivious to each other’s feelings. And now about five years after graduation, it was finally happening. 

And even if it didn’t show, Jongho was nervous. He was basically waiting for you to turn around and slap him. But you didn’t. You stood there, enjoying his lips on your skin. And that was something he could see by your uneven breath and reaction to his hands. He couldn’t believe it at first but you wanted this. 

“Do you want me to stop?” He murmured, lips still caressing your shoulder. He needed your full consent before going further. Because if you didn’t say no now, he wasn’t sure if he could hold himself back. 

You held your breath. No. Please don’t stop. You knew that there was no going back once you said that. But it was the truth. You wanted him. 

“Please don’t stop.” You nearly moaned as his lips brushed a sensitive spot. You could feel his firm body behind you and gosh that suit. Every time he turned around to continue his tour earlier you had stared so much that you were worried the fabric would dissolve under your gaze. 

“I always thought you were gorgeous but this dress..” he groaned as his hands caressed your thighs, causing the dress to ride up. “This dress makes me go insane.”

You couldn’t hold back a quiet moan as you imagined him fucking you right then and there. And as if he had read your mind, he turned you around to look at him. His eyes were dark and full of desire as he scanned every single part of your face. 

“You know.. your suit isn’t much better.” You chuckled before pressing your lips onto his. You caught him off guard for a second before he intensified the kiss and slowly guided you to his desk. Before you could protest, he had wiped most of his things off his desk and sat you down on it. Your dress was merely covering your panties anymore as you felt one of his hands making its way up your thigh. 

“But Jongho..” you whispered as his fingertips brushed against the outside of your underwear. “What about the windows?” The desk was only about two meters away from the window front so if anyone was on the opposite side, they could definitely see you. 

“Oh don’t worry darling, they’re reflected.” He smirked as he pulled you in for another kiss. You were surprised by the pet name but you liked it. He made it sound so… sexy. And just as you had forgotten about the position of his fingers, he pushed your panties aside and gently started caressing your heat. You let out a loud but embarrassed moan when you heard the squelching sound his fingers were making. 

“So wet already~” He growled into your ear. “Makes me wonder how long you’ve wanted this.” He chuckled before carefully pushing one finger inside your wetness. You hid your burning face on his shoulder.

“Shut up.” You whined, making him smirk. “What did you say?” He teased you while slowly inserting a second finger. “Shut up and fuck me already.” You whined again.  

“So that’s what you want huh?” He let his fingers slip out of you and spread the wetness on your clit before starting to massage it gently. You couldn’t hold back your moans anymore as your whole body started to shake. Why was he so good at this?

“Nah nah we don’t want others to hear you, do we?” He jokingly said before kissing you again. You hadn’t even realized he had stopped massaging your clit until you heard the sound of his belt opening. You immediately opened your eyes and separated from him just to watch him open his pants. 

The growing bulge underneath had gotten painfully obvious and Jongho let out a deep breath when he finally freed his dick. Your eyes were glued onto his glistening tip as he stroked himself a few times, obviously enjoying your drooling stares. It was big but more importantly, it was girthy. 

“So what was that? You want me to ‘fuck you already’?” He asked with a teasing undertone. You nodded, still not able to stop staring. “Your wish is my command.” He groaned as he placed himself at your entrance. 

“Are you ready?” He asked, looking into your eyes with a softness that was completely unexpected. You couldn’t help but give him a warm smile. What a gentleman you thought before answering.

“Yes Jongho, I’m ready.” You let out a slight chuckle before you moved your hips forward, pushing his throbbing dick into your warmth. 

You both let out a satisfied moan as soon as his length completely disappeared inside of you. It felt incredible. Felt like it was meant to be. Jongho couldn’t even think straight when he started moving his hips. He was holding you in his arms while your hands were clawing into his back. 

“God Y/n you feel so good.” He groaned breathlessly as his cock thrusted into you once again. You were seeing stars, you had never felt so much pleasure. Your legs were wrapped around him and he desk was only there to support your body a bit, nothing more, as Jongho was nearly carrying you. 

With every thrust, the tip of his dick hit the perfect spot. You had buried your mouth in his clothes but your pathetic moans were still echoing through the room. 

“Faster.. please..” you whined against him and he immediately started picking up speed. The way your walls clenched around his length made both of you go crazy. His movements were steady which made you aware of his extreme strength and his even breath against your neck made your mind go blank. 

“Make me yours, Jongho.” You moaned. “Make me cum.”

As if he had accepted a challenge, he gently sat you back on his desk to have a free hand. While he was still thrusting into you, his hand started caressing your clit in the same rhythm and you immediately threw your head back. Waves of pleasure washed over you as you laid back. The cold wood on your back made you shiver.

“You’re so beautiful.” Jongho was panting as his thrusts became sloppier. But you couldn’t even properly hear him because you were so immersed in the feeling he was giving you. Your whole body was tense as you felt your orgasm coming. 

“Jongho I-“ you whined, not able to finish your sentence . “I’m c-co-“ 

Your orgasm washed over you with an intensity you never felt before. Your whole body was shaking uncontrollably and your pussy started clenching around his dick. You couldn’t breathe as Jongho continued to thrust into you. 

He couldn’t believe his eyes when you came on his dick. To his eyes you looked ethereal. But the way you clenched around him pushed him close. He was about to cum right there. 

He wanted to pull out but you stopped him. You could hear a slight protest before he let out the most beautiful lewd moan you ever heard and painted your inside white. You could feel his cum spurt out of his tip, filling you up to the brim. Shortly after, he collapsed on top of you. You took deep breaths while gently stroking his hair.

You giggled. “If I had known this would happen I would have texted you earlier.”

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[hahafixon]

An Exceptional Asset ~ *Choi Jongho*

Summary: You've only been working at this company for a couple months but you enjoy your time at the office and you're proud of the work you've done. And it seems your boss has taken notice of your hard work as well...

Pairing: Choi Jongho X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff Oneshot

Word Count: 2369

Warning: Wooyoung being obnoxious like always

Masterlist

Taglist: @samepoisonsamevine @maeleelee @mxnsxngie @kpop-will-kill-me

Good things aren't meant to last. You probably knew that better than anyone. That's just because you've been in at least three different marketing jobs in the last two years. Nothing lasts and nobody wants to keep you on longer than a few months. That is, until you found yourself employed at Nimbus Hotels. It was a temporary position, but your boss informed you that there was a strong chance of being able to extend your contract into a more permanent position.

So far, in the three months you've worked at this job, it wasn't all that bad. Actually, you found it far more enjoyable than your last three jobs combined. But you were still unsure about the stability of this position. It felt like the rug was about to be pulled out from under your feet and you would soon find yourself back where you started: job hunting. This just meant you were ever so careful with every move you made and every job you handled. The slightest mistake could be your career's very undoing and you were not about to let that happen, not now, not ever.

The silver lining was your hard work did not go unnoticed by your boss, who made it a point every day to come by your cubicle and tell you what a great job you were doing.

"I swear, you are one of the hardest working members on our team." Seonghwa shook his head with a smile. 

You blushed at his compliment. "It's nothing, sir. I just want to show my gratitude for this position through my work."

"And you're doing a wonderful job at it, I assure you." He sighed. "Sometimes I wish others would follow your lead. Like Wooyoung. Perhaps someday you could give him some pointers?"

You bit your lip at the thought. It wasn't that you didn't like working with Wooyoung. On the contrary, the two of you became fast friends and he was determined to take you out drinking every night to get you to loosen up after working so hard. However, you were already busy enough as it is with your own workload. You didn't think you had time to train another colleague. Not only that, but Wooyoung has been here longer than you. It didn't seem right to have you, someone who was still relatively new to the business, to train your senior.

Of course, speak of the devil, another head popped up from the cubicle next to yours. "Seonghwa, don't you trust me? I am an excellent sales associate!"

Seonghwa sighed. "Wooyoung, you're nothing but a headache and a pain in the ass. Also you're overly familiar with your superiors, which would look very bad on your employee review."

Wooyoung pouted. "Why do you always have to lord my employee review over me? I thought my superior would be above such dirty tricks such as blackmail."

You covered your mouth to suppress your laugh at their antics. It was never a dull day between the sales associates when Wooyoung and Seonghwa had the misfortune of interacting. That's what made this job so entertaining. 

However, you knew better than to let them keep going. Standing up, you intervened on Wooyoung's behalf. "Forgive me, sir. But I think Wooyoung is very capable. I think he can figure things out for himself. Consider it as a way of teaching him to sink or swim in business."

"I'm not sure if I should be offended or not." Wooyoung continued to pout, though there was still a twinkle of mischief in his eye.

Before you could speak again, the hotel's Vice President, Kim Hongjoong, appeared before the three of you. Seonghwa and you quieted down in a respectful manner and bowed to greet him. Wooyoung, on the other hand, simply graced him with a head nod, which made him scowl.

"I hope you three are staying out of trouble." He said, his voice as sharp as always. "You know that they're looking to let some workers go."

Wooyoung instantly straightened up at his words and you had to suppress a wince. Despite Seonghwa's words about being one of the hardest workers here, you couldn't help but feel like you were on the chopping block. You just hope that the President would do it as swiftly and painlessly as possible.

"Of course, sir. We're always on our best behavior." The teasing lilt in Wooyoung's voice did not go unnoticed by you. If you weren't up to be terminated before, your senior's teasing would certainly push you over the edge.

Hongjoong rolled his eyes before looking back at you. "The reason I'm here is because the President wants to see you."

Your eyes widened and you pointed to yourself. "Me?"

"Yes, you. I'm supposed to escort you to his office. Now follow me, and keep up, please."

And with that, he turned on his heel and headed for the President's office. You gave a panicked glance to your colleagues, who tried to offer you encouraging smiles, but they were definitely fake. With a deep breath to steel your nerves, you followed the Vice President. He kept a quick pace that was a bit difficult in your heels, but you managed. 

As you walk together, you let your mind wander to all of the worst case scenarios collecting in your brain. The biggest thought that stuck out to you was you were definitely getting fired. The only question now was what for? You hoped you weren't taking the fall for another colleague, but you wouldn't put it past some of your co-workers to save their asses and throw you under the bus. Again, you prayed your termination was swift and painless.

When you arrived at his office, you wished you could have had some time to stop and look around. It was so spacious and tastefully decorated. The large windows had a perfect view of Seoul and it made you wonder how beautiful it looked at night. But despite your desire to stop and look at all the art on the walls, your eyes found their way to the President, who was currently filling out documents on his desk. You tried to swallow the growing lump in your throat, but to no avail.

Hongjoong knocked on the open door and gave him a professional smile. "Miss Y/n is here to see you, sir."

President Choi Jongho looked up and you swore you almost melted upon locking with his chocolate brown eyes. He nodded to his Vice President and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kim. You may go now."

"Of course, sir."

Hongjoong didn't spare you a second glance as he quickly exited, shutting the door behind him. Now you were alone with the President of Nimbus Hotels. Your fate in this company and your dream of working in marketing rested in his hands. It almost made you puke all over what you were sure was a very expensive carpet.

"Please, have a seat." He gestured to the pair of chairs in front of his desk. "I just need to finish these last couple documents and then I will be right with you. Can I get you anything? Water? Coffee?"

You shook your head and he returned to reading and signing the documents before him. So much of a quick and painless termination, although you were a little touched he was being so accommodating by offering you something. Still, as much as you tried to not let your nerves show, you couldn't stop yourself from shifting in your seat. You weren't an impatient person, it's just you were dying to know why he called you into his office.

Putting his pen away, Jongho finally looked up at you. "First, I want to thank you for meeting with me right away. Although, knowing my Vice President, he didn't give you much of a choice. He doesn't like it when he has to play secretary, but Solbi was sick today."

You nod, discreetly wiping your sweaty hands on your skirt. "It's quite alright, sir. I don't mind."

He smiled and you internally gave a sigh of relief. Your response seemed to have earned you a point in your favor. "I also wanted to inform you that I'm very pleased with your work as of late. I understand you haven't been here long, but you've been a very admirable worker. You complete all of your assignments on time, you're a great team player, and you're good at keeping morale up in the office. I want you to know it does not go unnoticed."

Here it was. You've been through this type of meeting three times before. He was buttering you up before informing you he was "regrettably" letting you go. You took another deep breath to keep your nerve up for a little while longer. Then when you make it back to your apartment this evening, you can drown your sorrows with ice cream and cheesy movies.

"It is because of your good work and good nature, I would like to send you to a conference in two weeks to represent the hotel."

Wait.

He's not firing you?

But you thought... didn't these conversations always go that way?

"Pardon me, sir?" You exclaim, completely flabbergasted.

His polite smile only widened. "The hotel has been invited to a conference and I'm hand selecting a team I would like to represent us. I decided on you to represent the marketing department of the hotel, that is if you accept the offer."

"I..." You trailed off, still completely confused with what exactly he was offering you. "I'm not being fired?"

He quickly shook his head. "No! Not at all! I wouldn't dream of firing you! You are an exceptional asset to the marketing team, which is all the more reason you are being considered for this spot on the team."

It was hard not to feel flattered from the complement of being considered an asset, so you let a small blush grace your cheeks. "I'm honored, sir, truly."

"That's good to hear." He nodded before his voice got quiet. "So, are you accepting the offer?"

You nod. "Yes, sir. I would be more than happy to represent the hotel at this conference!"

Jongho smiled so bright it almost blinded you, but it was an absolutely beautiful smile. "Wonderful! I will email you the conference's welcome packet and the itinerary for the event. If you have any questions or concerns, please don't hesitate to contact me! I want to make sure everyone on the team is prepared for anything."

"Yes, of course, sir." You bow your head as you stand. "I promise, I won't let you down."

He shook his head, still smiling. "You won't let me down. I know you won't. I have all the faith in the world that you will be perfect like always."

Again, you blushed at his compliment and bowed your head once more. "Thank you, sir."

"Oh, and one more thing," he adds, "if this conference goes well, which I'm sure it will, I would like to offer you the spot on the next advertising conference in a few months. I think you are the perfect candidate to help advertise the hotel."

"Of course, sir! I would love to!" You bow one final time before excusing yourself.

Hongjoong is waiting near the door to escort you back down to your desk. He has a pleasant smile on his face. "I'm impressed. The President doesn't usually doesn't send rookies to conferences. He's very particular about cultivating the perfect image for the hotel. You must have really impressed him. That or he has a soft spot for you."

"Pardon?" You ask. This had to be the second most surprising thing you heard all day.

He chuckled. "Forgive me, I'm speaking out of turn. But I wouldn't be surprised. He's not very subtle when it comes to showing his affection, though he believes he is."

You want to ask him more about what he means, but you find yourself at your desk. As soon as Hongjoong left the marketing department, Seonghwa and Wooyoung descended upon you with hundreds of questions. You explain to them that you're not getting fired and that you've actually been selected to go to a conference in two weeks to represent the hotel.

"You mean the big hotelier conference that only the best hotels in the world are invited to?" Seonghwa shakes his head. "You are so insanely lucky, you have no idea. Not just anyone can go to that conference. And you'll be representing the entire marketing department as well as the hotel as a whole. That's quite the honor!"

"How did you even get selected?" Wooyoung asked, a pout tugging at his lips. "I should be the one to go!"

"Believe me, Wooyoung, you'll be the last one to be invited." Seonghwa shook his head.

You shrug and shake your head in disbelief. "President Choi called me an exceptional asset and said that's why I was chosen. Although..."

"Although?" Wooyoung perked up as he always does when gossip is being spilled.

You bit your lip before spilling what you heard. "According to Vice President Kim, he might have a soft spot for me. But that would just be ridiculous right?"

Wooyoung and Seonghwa looked at each other before turning back to you. Seonghwa said, "Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. But I wouldn't think too much into it."

"Oh he is so in love with you! Now the question is how do we exploit it?" Wooyoung replied on top of him.

You winced at their words before holding up your hands to stop them. "Look, whether he likes me or not, it's not important. What is important is making sure this conference goes off without a hitch and that's what I plan to do. I'm not even going to consider any sort of romantic feelings until afterwards."

"Smart." Seonghwa nodded. 

Wooyoung smirked. "Just don't be surprised if he does try to make a move on you at the conference when you both are alone."

You groaned and buried your face in your hands. In your mind you just hoped nothing crazy would take place at the conference in two weeks.

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ヾᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ : ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴇᴛᴄ.

ヾᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ : ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ "ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴋɪᴍ" ᴋ-ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴀᴜ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀɪꜱᴛɪᴄꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ.

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[ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏʀ ꜱᴇɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ᴀꜱᴋ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ ]

[ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ : ʜᴇʀᴇ]

ヾꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰɪᴇꜱᴛᴀ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ'ꜱ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ɴᴀʀᴄɪꜱꜱɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ ᴄᴇᴏ, ꜰᴏʀ ꜱɪx ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ. ꜱᴏ, ꜰɪʟɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱɪɢɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙɪɢ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ. ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ʜɪᴛ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ ꜱᴏᴏɴᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜʀɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.

ヾᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ :

❥ ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʏ/ɴ, ᴀ 24 ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴊᴏɪɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ꜰɪᴇꜱᴛᴀ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱ��ᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰ 18 ꜱᴏ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ ʙɪʟʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ'ꜱ ᴅᴇʙᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇʟʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ.

ꜱᴏᴏɴ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙɪᴛ ʙʏ ʙɪᴛ. ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ɴᴏ ꜱɪɢɴ ᴏꜰ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ.

❥ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ, ꜰᴀᴍᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ, ɴᴀʀᴄɪꜱꜱɪꜱᴛɪᴄ, ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʙᴀꜱᴛᴀʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴄᴇᴏ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪᴇꜱᴛᴀ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ʜᴇʟᴘ, ꜱᴏᴏɴ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ʟᴏꜱɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴏꜰ ꜱɪx ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪɢɴ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇꜱɪɢɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ.

ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴꜱɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴊᴇʀᴋʏ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴘʟᴀᴄᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇꜱꜱ? ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ?

❥ ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ : ᴛʜᴇ [ᴜɴ]ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ

❥ 1.00 — » "𝐌𝐑.𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊??"

❥ 2.00 — » "𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠"

❥ 3.00 — » "Qᴜɪᴛ?!"

[ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴜɴꜱᴜʀᴇ]

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Heal Our Love

Day 2 of the blogversary drabble week.

Pairing: ceo!husband!seonghwa×wife!oc (A-Yeong)

Genre: angst, fluff, smut.

Summary: he wanted a wife.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol addiction, unprotected sex (you do that and I will hit you unpleasantly), creampie, dirty talk, oral fem., Oppa kink(for @cheline 💓😆)(Lemme know if there is anything else.)

Word count: 5.8k

Note: AU idea and the beautiful fiction picture by our lovely @nanibecute. Thank you so much😘💓

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The loud roar of a sports car echoed in the stillness of the night, indicating his arrival. A-Yeong got up from the couch and stood in front of the main door. Knew very well that her husband would get angry if she wasn't there to greet him and take his briefcase from him and offer him water or whatever he asks for. 

A-Yeong, a young twenty-two years old girl who got herself wrapped with twenty-five years old Seonghwa, the CEO of Park Enterprises. The most famous and rich business is very much popular in South Korea, Dubai, and America. They have many high-end hotels and other businesses around the world, mainly in the aforementioned places but working on other projects in various other countries. 

It keeps Seonghwa fairly busy that he sometimes forgets that he has someone waiting for him back home. But it doesn't make him feel bad, he doesn't care. He is also known as the coldest of the CEOs. He loathes if someone makes a mistake in any way. Even if it is his wife, managers, employees, or even his friends and parents, he will make them realize the worst way possible. 

A-Yeong wasn't rich but she got a scholarship and was able to study in the best business school in London, England. That's where she met with Seonghwa. 

It didn't take time for her to fall in love with Seonghwa. Unable to resist, she let her feelings be wild in front of him. As she expected, he was cold as ice. He didn't insult her specifically but did call her an idiot for feeling such things for him. 

But a few months later he contacted her. By now, she was studying and he was already back in Korea and was handling his CEO position. Seonghwa was smart, he knew well about A-Yeong. She was a kind, smart, and intelligent girl. She carried softness around her and welcomed everyone. But this was something he thought was stupid. No one should be this open and welcoming in his perspective. It will only ruin them internally. 

Seonghwa needed a wife. And A-Yeong needed him. Even after he moved away after unintentionally breaking her heart, he knew she still loved him. So he used this to his benefit. 

He asked her to marry him. That way, he could get what he wanted and she would get what she wanted. As he thought, she agreed in a breath and moved to Korea to marry him. She didn't drop out but shifted to online classes that Seonghwa was more than responsible for paying for. 

So, here she was, waiting for her oh-so-lovely husband to come inside and order her like she is a maid. 

The door opened and Seonghwa sighed. He loosened his tie and looked at A-Yeong with one eyebrow raised. "Welcome back home, Oppa," she bowed and took the briefcase from his hand, and gave him space to move inside. One rule he had was for her to always call him Oppa, it kinda took her by surprise but didn't say anything. 

"Dinner?" He asked as he made his way towards his bedroom on the second floor. 

"I'll reheat it by the time you are done," she mumbled. 

A-Yeong left his briefcase in his home office and went into the kitchen to reheat the food. Seonghwa always left a slip every morning on which he left his demand for dinner or whichever meal he would be back for. 

He never showed her emotions. She only wanted him to realize that her love was not a joke. The first thing she was upset about was the fact that he didn't tell her that he asked her to marry him for business purposes. If only she knew. 

"A-Yeong?" Her eyes widened after hearing his voice after nine months. She didn't know if she should be happy or not. 

"S-Seonghwa?" She stuttered. 

"Do you still love me?" He simultaneously asked.

"I—"

"Marry me. Come to Korea. I want you."

"Bu—"

"I'll book your flight and pay for your online classes. Don't worry about anything," with that he hung up, leaving A-Yeong shocked. 

The table was set up with the food. Seonghwa had to admit that she made delicious food. He sat there with A-Yeong on the other side. The only thing going inside his head was his work. He never asked her about how she was or how her studies were going. 

On the other end, she always thought about him. Her mind wouldn't be at peace until he was back at home. He was careless when it came to his own health and it bothered her. 

A-Yeong's thoughts got corrupted by the day they both fought—

"Oppa, I only asked for love! Can't you give that!?" She screamed at him. 

"I don't love you! Who told you that!?" He screamed back after aggressively shutting his laptop. 

"You asked me to marry you!" Her face was red, tears running down her soft cheeks. 

"It doesn't mean that I love you or anything." 

A-Yeong stiffened. She could hear her broken heart crumble. "Then why would you… marry me? I-I'm not even rich," she whispered. 

"It's not always about money. Sometimes it's about reputation and respect," he harshly replied. 

"There is no respect for me…" she sobbed. 

"...my respect in the business world," he said and went outside of his home office, slamming shut the door behind him. 

"At least recognize me," she whispered to no one and sat there, crying the whole night. 

A-Yeong held her tears back. Wanting to get over this awkward dinner, she quickly finished her meal and went into her room… separate room. 

She has always dreamed of a perfect romantic novel-type life, with a loving husband and possibly two children but that was the farthermost thing for now. Her husband doesn't even look at her let alone love her– both mentally and physically. 

His sick games were too much for her fragile heart. There was nothing much she want, just love. Like any other person with feelings, she wanted to feel like she was needed and wanted for real and not for someone's reputation or respect– something she wasn't getting. 

"Mom?" She spoke when her mother picked up the call. 

"Yes, sweetheart?" Her mother's soft voice spoke. 

"I'm gonna catch a flight tomorrow and I'll be coming back to London," A-Yeong informed, trying not to burst into tears. 

"Oh, honey! It's been so long. Is everything oky? Why so suddenly?" Her voice came out worried. 

A-Yeong's eyes shed some silent tears, "everything is great. I just wanna go back home…" I wanna feel loved, was what she wanted to say. 

"Oky, honey. I'll be waiting for you. It's been more than two years. Ah! I'm excited! Is Seonghwa coming?" Her mother asked. 

"Ah, Oppa is busy with his work. You know they are working on many projects so he won't," she felt bitter not telling her mother the whole truth.

"Really? He works so much. Tell him to rest from me, will you?"

"Sure!" She wiped her tears with the back of her hands. "I should go now. I'll text you before catching the flight."

…

It was nine in the morning, and Seonghwa finally came down. Dressed in his expensive Louis Vuitton suit, he was ready to leave after his breakfast. The house looked far too empty and quiet compared to other days. A-Yeong wasn't in the kitchen as she usually would. 

'She must have gone to the farmers market,' he thought to himself and opened the microwave where his breakfast was. Just a typical A-Yeong, still worrying for Seonghwa's health. 

Seonghwa felt disappointed, just a little. He was used to seeing her every morning in her apron, serving him breakfast with a huge smile. He had to say though, that her smile was getting smaller and smaller every day. 

He shook his head and ate his breakfast. He had other important things to deal with. It's not like she left forever. He would see her for dinner. 

...Well, he was wrong. There was still no A-Yeong in the house when he returned. He was so ready to give an earful to her for not greeting him at the door. But didn't hear any rushed footsteps or any noise at all. He went to her room, only to find it empty. He noticed that the room was exceptionally empty. 

Seonghwa never came inside her room when she was awake. He only stepped inside a few times, late at night when she was sleeping. He doesn't know why but whenever he had a particularly bad day, he would come into her room and look at her sleeping form. This never failed to make him feel better and ready for more. 

This was all done without him knowing that he did this. 

The panic rushed into his veins. He ran from room to room like a crazy person trying to find his wife. But no luck. The anger seeped into him as time passed. 

"So fucking careless! Doesn't she know that she has to be here when I come back?" He muttered to himself. 

Tired, he finally slumped on his couch. He sat there, waiting for his wife to come back. He was sure he would be way harsher than at any other time. She couldn't even follow simple rules! 

Looking around, his eyes fell on the folded paper on the coffee table. He sighed and picked it up. Unfolding it, he saw what she wrote —

Oppa… A-Yeong here. I can't take this anymore. I wanna feel loved. I don't want your money or you to pay my expenses. I don't even care if you keep me in a dungeon. All I wanted was your love. I'm a simple woman with simple needs… I don't know why it is so hard for you to love me back… anyway, I'm taking the first flight to London this morning. I have kept the breakfast in the microwave. Take care, please.

I'll file for divorce as soon as I can…

A-Yeong. 

A tear slipped out of Seonghwa's eyes, followed by more. He wasn't expecting her to leave like this. He never felt what love was. But right now, his heart was clenching. 

"What have I done? Why am I so sad!?" He couldn't decipher the hurt in his heart. They have been like this, cold, forever. He didn't care for her but why was he feeling so hurt? Why was his heart cracking? 

…

"A-Yeong! Mr. Kim! Breakfast is ready!" Nari, A-Yeong's best friend from the University, called for her from the kitchen window. 

"Hold on a second… I am almost done!" She and her father were pulling the weed in the tiny backyard. 

"I'm gonna take a really quick shower… it's kinda hot today," her father wiped his forehead with the hand towel hanging from his neck. 

It's been a month since A-Yeong left Seonghwa's house. It has been tough to not think about him. She was worried about his meals and health. She wished he was taking care of his health. It was nerve-wracking. 

As much as she was trying to be chill and normal in front of her parents, she was feeling empty inside. She wanted to feel loved but was not feeling it. It was an empty void in her heart that was taking up more and more. 

A-Yeong's fingers itched to pick up her phone and call Seonghwa every single minute. But she felt dejected when he didn't call her to ask if she was pulling his leg or just straight up getting angry with her. "He probably doesn't even care," she scoffed and piled the weeds in the corner. 

After washing up, she joined her family and her friend at the table. The delicious chocolate chip pancakes with chocolate syrup were already served on her plate.

"So, A-Yeong, when are you returning?" Her father asked. 

"Why? Don't you want me here?" She asked with a pout. 

"No, no. You are my only child. I would love to keep you here forever, under our wings. But now you are married. You have another family to deal with. I just think that you should think about that too," he gently explained his concern. 

"Mhm, your father is right, Yeong-ie. And not to forget Seonghwa's needs," her mother wiggled her eyebrows. 

A-Yeong internally scoffed. He never even touched her somewhere other than the little peck on the cheek at their wedding. 

"Oh, that brings another question…" Nari began, "when are we having Seonghwa junior or A-Yeong junior?" 

A-Yeong choked on her food. Now she regrets not telling them why she came here in the first place. They were far from having children. Hell, she was planning a divorce. 

Divorce. She still didn't do anything about it. As much as she wanted, she couldn't bring herself to file one. Maybe it was fear that Seonghwa would sign the papers and attend court dates without hesitation. In the end, he didn't care for her. So divorcing won't be a huge deal for him anyway. 

"Ah, I understand your concerns. But it's been two years and we only spent time before the wedding. I just wanted to be here… with you all," A-Yeong said. "And for the juniors… Oppa is busy. Bigger projects are standing on his head. We will think about it later on," she swallowed the lump forming in her throat. 

"Sweety, I understand. You can live here for as long as you want. Oky? And about the babies, I'm happy that you both are not rushing into it, or else the child would be neglected," Mr. Kim patted her back. 

"Ah! You kids grow so fast!" Mrs. Kim wiped her happy tears. She was always too emotional.

"I should take these tips from you, Yeong-ah," Nari teased. 

…

Seonghwa hasn't eaten anything in two days, only expensive whiskey was running in his system. His house stunk of alcohol. A-Yeong's absence left him broken. He formed the best friendship with his alcohol. 

He was barely able to handle his business. Thanks to his other officers and managers who were filling up his absence from work. He barely did anything in this past month. He was drowning in his misery. 

At that point, all he wanted was A-Yeong back. He didn't like food that wasn't made by her. He didn't like the fact that there was no one waiting for him at home, so he stopped going out to feel like that. Seonghwa never knew that he cared about his wife this much. All he thought was that this was a business deal. But oh he was so wrong. He now realized that he noticed her every day when they were under the same roof. 

At first, he was angry at her for leaving him without telling him in the face. But then he was angry at himself for letting this happen. He could have prevented this by simply reciprocating her feelings. But no, he was too arrogant to even feel his own feelings. He has been cold forever and didn't know that he was damaging her this much. 

Seonghwa grew up in an environment where everyone was a workaholic. Nobody cared for anyone. They were all about business. His parents never expressed their love for him. He was handed from one babysitter to another like a ball. Everyone was cold and tough. They only smiled for public cameras and never from the heart. 

Now he understands what being loved is like. He realized that he loved the attention A-Yeong gave him. He loved the fact that they were living in the same house. He now realized that after his marriage, he started coming home every day and eating homemade food. 

But it was too late… 

But it's never too late to correct mistakes, his rational side screamed. 

He needed to do something. He couldn't lose his wife. He was thankful that he didn't receive any divorce notice yet. However, now is the time he could make a difference. He needed to act sooner. But he didn't know where she went. 

Seonghwa went into his room to get his phone. He picked it up and called his assistant who picked up his call on the second ring, "Hongjoong? I have an important job for you to do."

…

A-Yeong moved into a small apartment about thirty minutes away from her parents. She built up another lie and told them that she got some work here and will be moving into a separate place for convenience. That didn't stop her from visiting her parents every day. She usually had dinner at their place. This has been going on for a week and a half. 

She had finally started to search for divorce lawyers. One thing was for sure this was going to be expensive. Sooner or later, she needed to ask for help from her parents. This also meant that it was time to disclose the real reason to come back to London to her parents. It scared her. All the couples in her family were happily married. The fact that she was gonna have a failed marriage was like a nightmare. 

A-Yeong took a deep breath and turned off her phone and looked at the clock. It was already ten in the morning. She got up and went for a shower. 

She wore a simple black spaghetti top with some supporting shorts. Grabbing her breakfast which consisted of cereals and a chocolate protein bar, she sat on the floor, in between the couch and the coffee table. She turned on the TV. Changing through the different channels, she stuck to Spongebob. 

After that, she had nothing to do. The laziness took over her eyes and fell asleep on the couch. 

Mr & Mrs. Kim was sitting in the backyard, enjoying their morning. It was a pretty day. The sky was clear, unlike other shady days.

"What do you think about visiting Korea?" Mr. Kim asked his wife. 

"Hm, it sounds good. Why?" She sipped on her late morning tea. 

"Well, I thought we might pay a visit there. Seonghwa has been so busy. I just wanted to go see him," he pouted. He genuinely loved the guy. 

"Don't you think we would be a burden on him? He is busy and if we go, he then has to pay attention to the formalities for us… we should wait for now," she gently responded. 

As Mrs. Kim finished her sentence, their doorbell rang. "Oh, did A-Yeong come this early?" 

"I don't know," Mr. Kim followed as Mrs. Kim stepped inside to open the door. 

As she opened the door, she gasped. "Seonghwa! It's so good to see you again! Oh my goodness. Come on in!" Mrs. Kim giggled excitedly and stepped aside. 

Seonghwa wasn't expecting such treatment. He thought he might get punched in the face for treating their daughter so badly. He was, for the first time, scared. 

'They seem to be oblivious to the divorce fact,' he thought to himself. 

Seonghwa bowed to them and acted as if everything was okay. "It's nice to see you again as well. I hope you both are fine," he shook hands with Mr. Kim.

"Fine as always son!" Mr. Kim began, "but you look weak. Is everything alright?"

"Ahh, right? You look like you haven't been eating properly," Mrs. Kim spoke. "Sit down, I'll make you breakfast. It won't take much time." 

Before Seonghwa could protest, she scurried into her kitchen. Seonghwa felt a lump forming in his throat. He never felt this welcomed in a family before. A-Yeong's family was so genuine and kind. So filled with love. 

'A-Yeong gets her caring side from her parents,' he observed. 

"Work has been taking my time… it still does but I was missing A-Yeong," he wasn't lying so far. "So I thought I should come here and meet her in person."

"Oh, I think she is not the only one missing, huh. A-Yeong lost so much weight in this last month as well. You both should take care of your health more… but it's really sweet that you came this far to meet her," Mr. Kim nodded, impressed. 

"Where is A-Yeong?" He asked, looking around. He felt so nervous all of a sudden. 

"Yeong-ie is at her place… you don't know?" Mrs. Kim came back with a tray full of food. "By the way, this is left over from yesterday. I'm sorry for not making something fresh… there was a lot left."

Seonghwa smiled at the lady. "It's alright. I will eat whatever you feed me…," he looked at the tray and cleared his throat, "and I do know that but I don't have her address. And I wanna surprise her…" well now he was lying. And she was definitely gonna get surprised. 

"That's so nice of you! She is so lucky to have you, Seonghwa," Mrs. Kim smiled widely.

"Not her… it's me who is lucky to have such a wonderful, kind wife," he slightly bowed, "thank you for raising my wife so well. No matter what, it's never enough thanks."

Mr. & Mrs. Kim's hearts swelled with pride and love. Their eyes were glossy. "That's how we know that our daughter is in a good man's hands," Mr. Kim patted Seonghwa's back. 

Oh, Seonghwa wanted to bow down and ask for apologies but right now, he could only think about his wife. He got even more worried, now that he knew she wasn't doing well and was losing weight. "Could I get the address, please?"

…

A-Yeong's sweet nap was disturbed by the obnoxious doorbell. Sighing, she got up and looked in the decorative mirror in her living room. She wiped the drool and combed through her hair with her hands. 

The doorbell rang again making her flinch. "Ugh, I gotta change this hell of a bell," she mumbled. "Coming!"

As she opened the door, her face fell, and her heartbeat increased. Seonghwa was standing there, looking oh so miserable. His hair was longer, his cheeks were all gone, and the big dark eye bags were so prominent. The little shine he had in his eyes was gone. His appearance made her worried at the same time scared. 

"A-Yeong…" he whispered and rushed to hug her. He missed her. Though he never hugged her, he regretted not doing this earlier because she felt warm, she felt safe. "Fuck, A-Yeong, why would you leave me like that," his voice was so hollow, almost sounding like he had no energy left.

"O-Oppa?" She took him inside and made him sit on the couch. "How d-do you know where I live?" She asked ignoring his previous sentence. 

"I didn't know before. I went to your parents and they gave me the address," he saw how her face got filled with horror. "I didn't say anything… they were nice. They fed me breakfast as well." 

Her face softened at his compliment to her parents. She awkwardly sat opposite him, mind filling with the coldness of their relationship. A lump formed in her throat. 

"W-why are y-you here?" She cleared her throat. 

"To take you back," he replied immediately as if he came prepared… which he kinda was. 

"No… I won't go back," she looked dead into his eyes. 

"Please don't say that. I can't without you… please come back. I promise I will do better," he pleaded. 

"No! You are only asking for this because all you care about is your reputation and respect!" She spat the words. "I don't wanna go back and be your maid!" Tears ran down her face.

"Fuck the reputation and respect! I want you! This time, not for the public!" He raised his voice. 

"How can I trust you? Huh?" She raised her voice as well. 

"How do I trust your love for me, then? You left me like that! You didn't even fight for your love!" He was not aware of the things he was saying. Things were being exchanged in the heat of the moment. 

A-Yeong stood up as well as Seonghwa. "I didn't fight for your love?" She whispered. "You fight for your love from the world… not with the person you love, Oppa," her breath came out in pants. "I always asked for love. That was the only thing I wanted from you but your head was deep down into your ego! Oppa I came here to my parents so that I could feel loved, but that was not enough… I only wanted your love to fill the void in my heart!... Please remind yourself how many times I begged for your attention and love… please do," she sat back on the chair with a thump, her head in her hands as she violently sobbed. 

Seonghwa stood there, even more upset. He was an idiot to even doubt her love. He knew very well that she would go beyond the limits to keep him healthy and happy. And here he was, an ungrateful and arrogant mess who was still pointing his finger at his innocent wife. He knew that she deserved better.  She deserves someone who could love her far more than she thought she deserves. But he couldn't let her go. He wanted to make himself better… for her.

He moved closer and kneeled in front of her sobbing form. Taking her hands in his, "I'm sorry, A-Yeong… I ruined good things for you… please forgive me. You can say anything, beat me even. But please… don't leave me like this. I can't live like this. I miss you. I miss seeing you around the house and your little check-ups on me throughout the day," he took a deep breath, "let me heal our love… Give me a last chance. I'll do better. Oky? One month… just one month and I'll prove it to you," his unshed tears finally found their way down his cheeks. 

A-Yeong looked at him. Her mind was empty. All she could see was the sincerity in his eyes. She had nothing to lose. Thinking about it, she wanted to give him another chance. Why not? She was still very much in love. No one can just not love someone after so long. It hurts and if he was ready to heal it, then so be it. 

"One month you say?" She whispered. 

"Please," he sobbed. 

Removing her hands from his, she held his face and angled towards her. His lips, which were soft and pillowy, were chapped. She moved their heads closer until their noses were touching. His warm breath fanned over her lips. 

"Please come back home with me," and then her soft lips landed on his. She felt so soft and silky against his lips. The ache in their hearts dwindled. Seonghwa wanted to go back in time and smack the hell out of his old self for not understanding things sooner. He was so upset about how he missed these things for more than two years. He could have had the taste of his wife's sweet lips. But now was not the time to sulk. It was time to make things right. 

Seonghwa stood up and picked A-Yeong. Her legs were around his hips. Her hands snaked around his neck and caressed his nape. Moving further into the apartment, he kicked open the door of her single bedroom. Nearing the bed, he threw her on it, and she bounced a little making both of them giggle. 

Seonghwa was quick in removing his dress shirt and pants. He then helped A-Yeong out of her clothes and oh she looked like a goddess. He has never seen someone as beautiful as her in his life. "You know I'm holding myself back from hitting myself. How could I not see such a precious goddess before?" He said and settled in between her legs. 

He grabbed her legs and pulled her closer and feverishly kissed her lips. Their tongues tangled together, and they fought for dominance. His hands traveled down her spine as he helped her lay down. He slowly pulled out of the kiss and moved along the jaw. 

His head dipped in her neck as he tried to find the sweet spot, leaving red and purple bruises behind. She moaned when he sucked a particular spot on her neck. He paid more attention to it. 

Sitting back up, he admired his artwork on her. His left hand found its way to her boobs and the other one made its way toward her needy pussy. "So beautiful," he latched onto the other breast and licked her perked-up nipple, and gave it a good suck. At the same time, sliding his fingers up and down on her wet pussy. 

"O-Oppa!" She moaned and Seonghwa's cock twitched, precum dribbling out of his slit.

"That's right, baby. Say it again," he moaned and gave the other nipple his attention. 

"Oppa, please give me more," listening to her, he brought his face near her glistening pussy. 

"Look at you, all nice and wet… just for me?" As he blew his hot breath on her pussy making her flinch. 

"J-just for y-you, Oppa…" she whined and looked down at him who was already looking at her.

Seonghwa smirked and let his long tongue out and teased her throbbing bud. He enjoyed how her face scrunched up and her mouth hung open, leaving a needy whine. 

"Oppa, ple- o-ohhh," she moaned as he roughly sucked her bud. Her eyes rolled at the back of her head. 

"So sweet for me," his deep voice made goosebumps on her skin. 

His warm and wet tongue poked her leaking cunt. He gave a harsh suck and eased two fingers into her. The wetness and the warmth made his cock twitch. She felt so hot. He could feel her clench around his fingers. "Fuck, baby. You are so hot… look, your slutty pussy is taking my fingers so well."

"Oppa, s-so g-good," she grabbed his hair, pulled him closer to her pussy, and grinded against his face. He let her do whatever she was doing before pulling away and manhandling her onto her side. 

He pumped his cock, covering it with his precum and her slick. "You will take Oppa's cock like a good girl, right?" He aligned his throbbing cock with her pussy. 

"Yes, yes… like Oppa's good girl–" she whined as he pushed the head of his enormous cock inside her hot cunt.

"Baby, you are so tight– fUck," he moaned loudly. "So tight. You suffocate my cock so well."

He tried to fit the whole of him but he couldn't, too big for her. "Oh baby, is Oppa too big for you? Hm? I can't fit it all the way in."

"Yes-" she whined. "Wanna fit it all," her tears escaped her eyes.

"Don't worry, baby. We will work on that. Don't wanna hurt you now do we?" He waited for a minute and pulled out until his head was left inside her. And then he jabbed back inside her making her scream his name.

"There, there, love. A bit more," he picked her leg and rammed inside her at an animalistic speed. They both were moaning messes. 

"Oppa!" His cock twitched again, "I'm cumming!" He brought his hand to her clit and rubbed it for her. Her high hit her like a train. Her body jolted and trembled under him. 

Her fucked up state triggered his high as he came inside her with a loud moan of her name. He turned her on her, still inside her. He gently laid on her, without hurting her. His head was right in between her breast. He listened to her heartbeat, it calmed him down, her hand caressing his head was like a cherry on top. 

After coming down from his high, he pulled out of her carefully. His cum dribbled out of her gaping hole. His spent cock twitched slightly. Chuckling, he looked at her face. She was looking at him through her hooded eyes. Her face glowing after sex. 

"Hold on," he gently whispered and hurried inside the bathroom. Coming back after a few minutes, he picked her up in his arms and brought her inside the bathroom. The tub was filled with steaming water along with a lavender bath bomb, which he found in the drawer while trying to find a washcloth, in it. It smelled so good. 

Seonghwa let her get into the tub. He went out, still butt naked, and came back with two champagne flutes and a champagne bottle. He poured some for both of them. He got inside the tub, behind her, and pulled her closer to his chest. Her head comfortably laid on his shoulder. His hands started massaging her shoulders. 

"Thank you," she whispered, sipping on her champagne. 

"No, no. Thank you… for giving me another chance. I feel bad for acting the way I did," he kissed her shoulder. 

"I forgive you…" she smiled. 

"But I'm still the cold CEO for the public," they giggled. 

"Yeah? I'm not gonna lie if you love me like this, that Oppa will turn me on too," he tickled her at her comment. 

"Yeah? Well, my queen will get whatever she wants," they fell into the comfortable silence. 

Seonghwa and A-Yeong cherished this moment. This was their new start… where both of them were soft for each other.

"Why didn't you take care of yourself?" A-Yeong's voice came out sad.

"I deserved this," he kissed her temple. 

"Don't say that…" she whined and looked into his eyes… they were now shining. 

"How about you take care of me and I take care of you?" She smiled widely and nodded, scooting even closer. "Can I ask you something?" 

"Yeah," his hands rubbed her waist. 

"Why didn't I receive any notice… about, you know?" He cleared his throat at the bitter filling. 

"I didn't dare to do so… although I did start finding one but it all seemed bullshit," she replied.

They stayed in the tub for a little longer. A-Yeong came out and started preparing for lunch. In the meantime, Seonghwa changed the bedsheet. 

As they ate their lunch, they started catching up on each other's lives. For the first time, it wasn't awkward or stressful. They held hands on the table and enjoyed each other's company. 

Being tired from the earlier activities and lunch, they went to bed for a nap. It was the first time that they both were in the same bed. Seonghwa cuddled her closer, head on hers. Right before they drifted off, he confessed—

"I love you too…"

.....

Sanaa's note:

I hope you enjoyed this. 😄

The behavior of all the characters is visualized.

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note: these were supposed to be a part of my previous post but tumblr said i already reached the limit :( nonetheless, here are the rest of my favorites and my recent reads <3

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cw: some fics contain themes that might trigger you read at your own risk

genre: contains angst, smut, fluff, yandere, and mafia themes.

Hongjoong

just a phone call away by @makeitmingi

drive to survive by @bvidzsoo

love, tailored by @arafilez

only look at me by @pyramid-of-starrs

our destiny by @mi-rae07

the captain’s favourite by @edenesth

Seonghwa

from the cradle to the grave by @prodsh00ky

fire and water by @wooyoungiewritings

yandere seonghwa by @mymoodwriting

dancing with the devil by @bro-atz

your desire by @bvidzsoo

the thing about pretty boys by @wonusite

blinding pavlov by @seohwang

we know by @baek-at-it-again95

like crazy by @gyupinkys

extraterrestrial rated by @latte-fairytaekwoon

idol seonghwa x actress reader trope by @skyechild (idrk why the username isn’t popping out 😭)

Yunho

four seasons of love by @starillusion13

let’s get physical, physical by @bro-atz

who? by @todomochi-uwu

the duke’s weakness by @edenesth

Yeosang

bf yeosang by @darkphoenix07

secret relationship au by @ateezmakemeweep

mafia au by @mingsolo

winter blossom by @atzfilm

angst/fluff reaction by @ateez-writings

moonlight by @miaatiny

San

sex after argument by @darkphoenix07

time’s the charm by @jaehunnyy

morning sex by @destiny-fics

let’s get physical, physical by @bro-atz

jealousy sex by @k-hotchoisan

limitless by @sorryimananti-romantic

the jealousy game by @emeraldelysian

underneath the moon by @hee0soo

blue bird by @seonghwaddict

Mingi

who? by @todomochi-uwu

burning desire by @mi-rae07

fight or flight by @mint-yooxgi

Wooyoung

heavy is the head that wears the crown by @bvidzsoo

siren!wooyoung by @ohmyamor

12:45 by @jinisnuggets

home for the holidays by @highvern

pitiful, you’re pitiful by @songmingisthighs

blue bird by @seonghwaddict

Jongho

torn patience by @thenewblackcanvas

needy jongho by @cuddlyjongho

regret by @mi-rae07

OT8

want you back by @whimsicalwritingsandmore

poly ceo ateez by @atinycafe

Other fic recs !

NEWS FLASH! Best release in kpop history:

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COLLIE DUTY

PAIRING > sim jaeyun x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS > being the new CEO to the ‘Sim Corp’ was hard and stressful. jake didn’t have much time to spend with layla and so he decides to get a dogsitter, you. though, you were originally already his secretary. how will dog sitting bring you two closer?

GENRE > ceo! au + secretary! au / angst, fluff. kinda suggestive bc i make a lot of sexual jokes...

FEATURING > taki from &team, ningning from aespa, gaeul from ive, san & hongjoong from ateez and felix & hyunjin from stray kids. (4th gen it let's get it🤪)

SCHEDULE > updated whenever i can bc my schedule do be messed up :'D

TAGLIST > closed

START: 2 July 2023 | END: 16 Jan 2024

PROFILES: SIM(p) Corp | SHINE STARS

ONE: giving no bitches vibe

TWO: demanding and dominant

THREE: hey man, yolo you know?

FOUR: she’s a cute one [written + pictures]

FIVE: so…who pays for child support?

—if the read more messes up then i'm raging—

SIX: tamama bread as compensation

SEVEN: he hissed at me once

EIGHT: CELEBRATION🎉🎉

NINE: so…got bitches?

TEN: should i 🤔 cry?

ELEVEN: uh oh

TWEVLE: pull down your pants

THIRTEEN: they doing the 👉👌💦

FOURTEEN: angry puppy pt 1 [written]

FIFTEEN: angry puppy pt 2

SIXTEEN: let him think

SEVENTEEN: even Layla don’t want him

EIGHTEEN: jake’s rizz [written]

NINETEEN: it’s-

TWENTY: ‘let me take you out babygirl’

TWENTY-ONE: no girl boss

TWENTY-TWO: clearing up mistakes [written]

TWENTY-THREE: may cause mayhem

TWENTY-FOUR: 🐓 plant

TWENTY-FIVE: when jungwon hyung scolds you

TWENTY-SIX: he’s alpha

TWENTY-SEVEN: bag that 🐓

TWENTY-EIGHT: no meat👎🏻👎🏻

TWENTY-NINE: poopoo head

THIRTY: layla the puptress [written]

THIRTY-ONE: sunghoon at 3am

THIRTY-TWO: the old man‼️

THIRTY-THREE: not again

THIRTY-FOUR: fight for him [written]

THIRTY-FIVE: fair reaction

THIRTY-SIX: intimate yet seductive smell

THIRTY-SEVEN: lawsuit

THIRTY-EIGHT: smack

THIRTY-NINE: [bleats pathetically]

FOURTY: sunghoon maid costume

fin

– alternative ending -

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misfits: II (college!ateez x reader)

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“No radius is half of the diameter; did you not pay attention in high school?” You say exasperated, half laughing half scowling at the black-haired male situated in front of you.

“I was too busy denying my sexuality in high school,” Minho says rolling his eyes, causing a boisterous laugh to erupt from your throat.

“You do know you’re not supposed to be here?” 

Minho snuck into your advanced calculus class earlier saying he was bored, and Jisung was in a Finance class, where the teacher isn't too keen on letting random students into his lectures. Luckily you were close to the end of the lesson, meaning your professor was partially done, letting students talk among themselves whilst he does God knows what on his computer. 

“It’s not like any of our professors remember our faces. I think I’ve had Bartley for three years in a row and he still thinks I’m a freshman.”

You snort at his remark knowing he has a point. The teachers don't get paid enough to remember every student anyways.

“You need to study more, how are you going to open your own business if you don't know the basics of math?” you question, joking slightly.

“I have you for that. Plus, it’s not like I want to become one of those smart-ass CEOs, I just want to open a nice dance studio far away from this goofy place.”

“That’s still a business Min, and it would help to know math so you can at least calculate your revenue.” 

“Yeah, but I don't need to know the radius of a circle for that,” he once again rolls his eyes mockingly, causing a chuckle to emit from you.

“Touché Lee.” 

Minho winks at you cheekily, then looks at his phone that had just vibrated notifying a message. His eyes widen hugely, causing your curiosity to spike.

“Girl, not to alarm you but Bin said there’s someone looking for you.”

“Why would that alarm me?” 

Before Minho can get another word out, the large wooden door to the entrance opens widely, and in walks a guy wearing all black, glasses perched across his nose. The entire room goes silent, and you swear you can hear your own heartbeat. Leaning towards Minho slightly, you mean to ask why it has gone so silent all of a sudden, but you cannot get the question out as the man in black soundlessly makes his way toward where you and Minho are situated, walking up the stairs. 

“__, right?” the nameless man asks as he reaches you, his voice breaking the thick silence in the room. Immediately, whispers sound across the room from almost everyone. Starting to feel self-conscious of the sudden attention on you, the familiar feeling of a heavy heart residing in your chest. You momentarily wonder why he even asked for your name if he knew who to go to in a class with over thirty students.

“Come with me?” The request is said as a question yet the tone he uses is harsh and demanding, as if he is not giving you a choice to say no. 

You look at Minho, confused yet you see the same confused expression on his face, yet the look is definitely more prominent on his. You probably would have laughed at the expression on your friend's face if it were in a different circumstance.  

“Okay let’s go,” Minho says, helping you grab your books off the desk. 

“I wasn't talking to you,” The guy says slightly rudely, looking at Minho with a piercing cold glare. Minho, looking offended starts to stand up, puffing his shoulders and advancing slightly towards the man in black. Chattering and whispers spur around the class, someone even gasping audibly.

“Minho, it’s fine, just wait here.” You grab his hand and pull him back to his sitting position gently. The small action not going unnoticed by the mysterious man, who looks between the two of you, almost as if he is analyzing the situation. As you stand up, the man dressed in black heads for the exit, not sharing a glance with anyone who ogles at him. 

‘Goofy ass’ you mumble under your breath as you start your walk towards the exit. Not missing the way countless eyes are on your form, you trudge out of the door, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden interest in you. You ponder in your head why on Earth this man has so much attention all of a sudden like he is a celebrity or something. Rapidly closing the door, you rest your eyes and take a deep breath to calm your racing heart, you rest against the closed door behind you, breathing steadily you slowly feel your nerves go down. You open your eyes when you’re ready and see the strange man to your right, resting his left side against the wall body turned towards you. Quickly, you scurry to gain your composure and turn towards the man watching your movements like an eagle. He has a sharp nose and high cheekbones, his gaze intimidating. If you weren’t so confused, you would probably think he was very handsome.

“So, uh what did you want?” you question, cringing at your scratchy voice due to a dry throat. Almost scoffing, the man rolls his eyes and passes you a water bottle that was conveniently resting in his hand. 

“Um, thanks.” You say, feeling the heat rise up your neck.

“You need a place to live right?” He says bluntly, staring at you whilst you take a swig of water. Almost choking on said water, you bring your hand to your mouth and try to keep the water from coming out. Why does this random stranger know your life? 

“I’m sorry, I don't know who you are, how do you know I need a place to live?” you reply when your mouth is free of liquid. For some reason, the tenseness on the man’s shoulders seems to loosen a little, almost as if he is relieved and you don’t fail to notice the slight change in his behavior.

“I’m friends with San and Jongho, they told me you lost your apartment.” 

You are hit with a realization, and then things seem much clearer, without you knowing a smile comes to your face thinking of the two sweet people you had tutored a few days ago. This smile does not go unnoticed by the male opposite you; he even feels somewhat happy you are smiling whilst thinking of his friends, not scowling or cowering like other people would do.

“Um, I’m Hongjoong, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to uh have a look at our place, we have a room open.” Hongjoong introduces himself, stumbling on his words, you recognise his name, yet you have no idea where from. It seems a stark contrast to the scary image he was showing less than thirty seconds ago, now he is nervous and fairly restless, fiddling with the rings on his fingers and unable to make eye contact for more than three seconds. Feeling hopeful about finding a new place, your mood perks up immensely.

“Seriously?” you inquire, a hopeful smile adoring your features. Hongjoong seems to look surprised at your reaction, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink and his eyes widening, quickly he coughs and continues the cold expression on his face. 

“But wait…” you trail off, remembering the whereabouts of their accommodation, “as much as it would help, you guys live in the richest area near here, and I would never be able to afford it.” your eyes droop as you look at the floor, upset that you yet again have to go on dormfinder.com for an affordable place to live.

“We are more than happy to pull some strings, I’m close to the landlord.” His words are still calm, but this time rushed. 

“I really appreciate the offer, Hongjoong. I just don't see myself living there, even if you were to pull strings, my student loans barely cover the school funds let alone a place in Eastwood.” 

“Your parents do not offer help?” Your breath catches in your throat, and you feel your eyes start to sting, which does not go unnoticed by the male. 

“It’s just me.” You reply, your voice sharp. Seeing Hongjoong flinch slightly at your sudden harsh tone, you are quick to apologise. 

“Maybe you could just have a look?” Hongjoong’s eyes stay hopeful as he peers down at you. The height difference isn't huge but still to the point where you have to lift your head slightly to meet his callous eyes.

“Look I don’t have time to be browsing through places that are out of my league, I truly appreciate it Hongjoong, but I just can’t.”

“My mother is the landlord, I already spoke to her about it and she’s happy with you staying for five hundred a month, as long as you are clean and keep the house in order.” 

His words take you aback. Four hundred was the price you were paying for your old place, it’s not cheap but it's still a good price, especially for such an amazing place. Yet you are more taken aback by the fact he has already consulted with his mother. Was he so certain you were going to say yes that he already made a deal?

“I thought rent there was at least six thousand, what’s the big catch?” You are interested but keep your hopes low, you don't want to get ahead of yourself and potentially harm your heart.

“My roommates can be, well um messy, loud, and a little overbearing.” Hongjoong admits he sees your brow furrow slightly, “But we are friendly, fun, we will respect your space and never make you feel uncomfortable.” He rushes on his words again, almost as if he’s trying to sell a product. “It’s a lovely place trust me.”

“Who do you live with?” You inquire, if you want to even think about moving in you need to know who your roommates would be. 

“Are you familiar with Ateez?” Hongjoong is slow and cautious with his words as if he is treading on thin ice. Your eyes widen, and you feel your heart start to race again. Hongjoong is quick to notice this and waves his hands in front of you, dismissing what he just said. Even though you may have had good experiences with the men you know as Ateez members, you don’t know if you could get involved with them after what you've heard about them. Not knowing if you can trust them, you are hesitant to accept the offer. But then again, rumors are deadly but mostly not true. You know that better than anyone.

“We aren't as bad as people perceive us; I swear.” 

Now this confuses you even further. Hongjoong is another person in Ateez? Part of you believes his words, yet part of you believes your best friend. They are a selfish, cold, heartless group with no care for others' feelings. Even the way Hongjoong is presenting himself is on character, even whilst offering you the deal of your lifetime, his image is scary and cold, his words nothing more than blunt and harsh. But then again, your encounters with the rest have so far been so different and confusing. The way Hongjoong is quick to convince you that they aren’t bad people, or at least as bad as people say, leads to being even more baffled.

“No, I wasn't thinking that I was just honestly confused why you guys would ever let anyone who isn't a part of your group live with you. Why are you even doing this in the first place?” 

It takes a moment for Hongjoong to reply, your words hovering around the both of you. You can almost see the cogs turning in his head as he processes his answer. Looking as if he is debating whether or not to answer, he looks at you and then around him, looking to see if anyone is watching.  Slowly, he decides to answer, his sharp, cold image melting away.

Hongjoong takes a swift step closer to you, his breath fanning against your face as you look up at him. Heart pounding like it’s about to explode, the sudden closeness between our two bodies makes you small, only about a foot separating him from colliding with your tense form. His eyes are a harsh contrast to the cold, lifeless expression he previously held up, now they are soft, and kind and you feel your body loosen up as you get lost in the warm gaze of his deep brown eyes. His eyes feel so frequent as if you’ve stared into them before.

“You were the only one ever who was truly kind to us. Please, just have a look, ___,” his voice is no more than a mere whisper and you can feel your heart in your throat. Never having someone this close to you, speaking so softly, is new and you aren't sure if you like it or not. The look in Hongjoong’s eyes both comforts and unnerves you. Before you can even register what has happened, his body is back in the same position as previously, his cheeks turning red and momentarily regretting his sudden uncontrolled actions. 

“I'll tell San to message you the address,” Hongjoong’s cold stare is back as he departs toward the general exit of the building, leaving you to fan your face and take deep breaths to calm the pounding of your heart. Glancing down at the water bottle in your hand, you are now even more confused than you were at the beginning of the week.

What the fuck?

----

Laying on your back, facing the ceiling, millions of thoughts run through your head as you try to decide. Next to you resides your phone, lighting up the dim room, with the messenger app open. Sighing, you pick your phone up one more time to reread through the message for the nth time.

‘Hey, here’s the address for our place. San’

Peering at the profile picture of the contact, the corners of your mouth turn up as you see a cute photo of the animated character Kuromi sleeping. It actually suits San well. You remember when you were with him at the library when he saw your phone case of the Sanrio characters. It seems funny that he has the same characters as his profile picture now. Curiously looking at his profile, you see, the picture was changed six days ago. Just after your tutoring session, it’s probably just a coincidence. As you’re staring at the picture and getting lost in your thoughts, another message notification appears on the top of your screen. This time, it's from Yeji. 

‘hi girl, I really don’t want to rush you but my new roommate is moving in tomorrow, you can maybe sleep on the sofa for the time being but you really need to find a place, my landlord isn't happy about you living here rent-free.’

Groaning, you throw your phone down against your bed once again, bringing your hands up to your eyes to wipe away the stinging sensation rising in them, your stomach feeling uneasy from this whole situation. Every free hour and minute you have, you have been searching for cheap apartments close to the school, yet the only one that you even managed to find was almost twenty miles away and you do not feel like using public transport at ungodly hours in the morning. 

Glancing at your phone once again, you feel conflicted in your head. You know that the boys you have met of Ateez wouldn’t be mad at you for not showing up, yet you feel like you are obligated to. Yes, the place is cheap and only about a ten-minute walk from campus and a fifteen-minute walk to Jisung’s. But it's the idea of living with the Ateez that spooks you a little bit, not really knowing what their true identity is. ‘Fuck it’ you think, what have you got to lose. Throwing yourself off the empty bed, you rush to the suitcase of your clothes to find something somewhat presentable to wear. Settling on one of the three outfits you now have, due to the rest being burnt to a crisp, you pull it on and hope that it at least looks good to them. ‘Why do I care what they think?�� you suddenly think to yourself, not wanting to have to worry about impressing them with your looks. Hurriedly grabbing your necessary belongings, you bolt out of the door, excited and both nervous. You just hope the entire group isn't there to analyse you.

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Strolling through the long street full of large white brick houses, you feel exceptionally out of place in this insanely rich area. You’re not even sure how you ended up here in the first place and you just know Jisung would smack you if he saw where you were heading. Maybe it was the impression Hongjoong left on you, you still see his warm brown eyes whenever you close your eyes, his soft expression as he moved closer to your body. The way he spoke so softly and tenderly. You haven't even begun to unpack what he said, not knowing what he meant by you were the only one kind to them. Maybe you unknowingly lent them a pen in class? That doesn’t seem like a big enough gesture for them to invite you to literally live with them. Maybe Hongjoong likes you, you think to your self grinning giddily. Smacking your head gently, you remove the grin from your face and try to divert your thoughts from the handsome man, realizing he would never like you like that, let alone want to be your friend. Looking for the number 2410, you scan the houses as you walk from place to place. They are all beautiful detached houses with a large porches. Before you know it, you see the large number appear in front of you, the house seeming much more intimidating than the others, perhaps it's because you know who lives there and who is potentially inside. The walls of the house are white, the roof light blue, with large windows adorning the front and sides. Walking up the driveway and towards the porch, your heart gets heavy with anxiety, realizing the situation you are about to get yourself into. I just hope none of them pull a stunt like Hongjoong did, anything is better than getting your heart swooned again by another handsome male, which just so happens to be all of them so far, fuck. You really don’t have time to be falling for the ‘bad boys’ right now. Surely they won’t get angry at you if you show up and say no to the offer, right?

Reaching the front door, you hesitate to ring the doorbell, your heart attempting to jump out of your throat. When your finger reaches the button, a loud, long ringing noise is heard within the walls of the home, which breaks you out of your semi-unconscious thinking state. You step back slightly, to make sure you’re not right next to the door when it opens, not wanting to be up in the face of the person who opens it if they open the door. Gripping onto the strap of your tote bag for dear life, you silently hope that there is nobody home, but then hope there is someone home, then hope there is not. You heavily debated at this moment whether you should just run away from the door and pretend it was some kid ding dong ditching. Moving away slightly, you get ready to run for your life, when all of a sudden your hopes are shattered and you hear the click of the lock signaling the door to be opened, and you’re met with the top of someone’s head, clearly, he’s more interested with whatever video is playing on his phone.

“Unless you’re selling some of those delicious red velvet cookies, can you kindly piss off, please and thank you.” The door goes to close, yet you quickly stop it by speaking out, causing the man to halt his actions.

“I don't have red velvet cookies, but I could maybe bring you a nice red velvet muffin,” you joke, realising the man behind the door is Wooyoung. Snapping his head up, Wooyoung's ice-cold facade melts away within an instant, being replaced with the same warm smile you saw a few days ago. He can’t believe you actually showed up at the house after waiting for what felt like ages.

“Muffin?” he is surprised to see you, “I was starting to think you weren’t going to show up, again,” Wooyoung admits as he opens the door fully, letting you enter. Still not used to the nickname, your heart speeds up ever so slightly.

“Better late than never, right?” You reply bashfully, feeling sorry for coming so late.

“True,” Wooyoung helps you take off your coat and for a moment your heart stops when you feel his warm hands brush against your shoulders, not knowing the way the man helping you feels as he contacts your skin. You mutter a thank you as you take off your shoes, ignoring the way your skin burns upon touch with the man. 

“Sang! She’s here!” Wooyoung yells up the tall stairs placed near the entrance of the house. Suddenly, you hear a clunking coming from upstairs, followed by some banging and shuffling. Then you see a head of white hair pop his head over the top of the staircase, his face is red and hair messy.

“Uh give me one second,” he then disappears and more shuffling and banging sounds are heard. Turning to look at Wooyoung with a confused look on your face, he just shrugs with an amused expression.

“We don't usually have visitors; he’s likely just cleaning all the shit off the floor.”

You nod in recognition, your lips turning up slightly at Yeosang’s rushed, cute actions, knowing all too well what it’s like to have unanticipated visitors.

“Would you like something to drink?” Wooyoung asks you as you both walk further into the house; he opens a door leading to a grand kitchen that looks like it's made for celebrity chefs. 

“Whoa this kitchen is insane,” You stare at it in awe, walking towards the marble top counters, running your hand over the cool material.

“I love it here, I can make all the food my heart desires here,” Wooyoung admits, walking towards where you're standing. You are slightly taken aback to know that Wooyoung likes to cook, but then you remember the amazing muffin he made for you a few days ago and you realise, yes, he is a good cook. Reaching behind you, he opens a cupboard full of glasses, grabbing two he places it next to the large American fridge freezer. 

“No drink?” he asks one more time.

“Oh, I’m sorry, just a water would be nice,” you reply, slightly bashful. Wooyoung’s heart speeds up at the sight of your flustered expression. Grinning at you slightly, Wooyoung then turns around to open the fridge. It's then you hear the banging of someone descending the stairs, rather quickly you notice too. When you turn around you see a red-faced Yeosang, smiling lightly at you. Happily, you return his smile, saying hello to him, to which he replies. He is not the only one who can’t believe you’re standing in their house, finally. Wooyoung hands you a glass of cold water and you thank him. Making his way towards the kitchen island, Yeosang takes a seat at one of the barstools placed around it.

“For a house with eight roommates, it sure is quiet here.” You admit, taking a sip of your water, surprised by the serenity of the place, the only banging coming from Yeosang a few minutes ago. Wooyoung lets out a laugh and Yeosang smiles to himself.

“It’s just us home right now, everyone else is finishing their last lectures of the day or doing homework in the library. Yeosang and I finished early because our dance professor got the flu.”

“You guys are taking dance?” You question, your curiosity getting the best of you, you know Minho and Felix are taking dance too, however, they have never mentioned the two males before, maybe you have to ask them later about it. From this question, the two males’ chests fill with joy knowing they have your interest, even if it’s only for a split second.

Yeosang smiles and answers, “Yeah, we are.” 

“Now you really don’t know anything about us, do you?” Wooyoung says, also curious, “Not to sound narcissistic but I thought almost everyone knows what course we are taking, kinda comes with being the group everyone talks about,” 

Chuckling slightly, you answer, “Like I already said to Yeosang, I kind of live under a rock, I didn't even know about Ateez until like a few weeks ago, and even then, I didn't really care. No offense of course.” 

“None was taken,” Yeosang says, his hand tapping on the island, his eyes watching you intently. Smiling at him once again when you make eye contact, you decide to take a seat on the island too. Choosing the one closest to you, you sit down and are pleasantly surprised by the comfort of the small stool.  

“Which dances do you prefer, like hip hop, ballroom, jazz, or contemporary?” You ask the two males, too curious to not ask some questions, the men look at you incredulously and are taken aback by your question. “What has no one ever asked you that before?” you add, confused by the reaction of the two.

Wooyoung stands on the opposite side of the island, resting against the counter behind him, “Not really, people usually just ask for us to dance for them, dance with them, do a sexy dance, you name it, I don't think anyone has ever actually been interested in the sort of technical stuff, except for maybe our parents.” Yeosang nods to his statement and you start to feel somewhat upset no one has taken the time to actually take interest in their likings, or attempt to know them better. It isn't hard to ask someone what their favorite dance is.

“My mother used to be a dancer, I used to watch her dance all the time when I was younger. I’m interested because it kind of reminds me of her. Plus, it’s much cooler than asking someone to sexy dance for you,” You admit, smiling fondly at the memories of your mother dancing in the living room late at night with your brother hobbling along trying to keep up with her pace, even though he was tired he still moved along with her, wanting to have fun with her. Wooyoung and Yeosang feel extremely happy you care about their dancing in a way not many people do, asking them a question to know them better, and for sharing something personal about yourself. 

“We mostly do hip hop, but Wooyoung is into contemporary these days,” Yeosang answers you, his soft smile not leaving his features whilst he talks. It feels like it's been ages since he’s truly smiled at someone other than his seven friends.

“That’s so cool!” You exclaim loudly, “I wish I could dance but I’ve got similar to the rhythm of an elephant.” Hearing Wooyoung and Yeosang laugh heartily at your comment, your heart swells in your chest, an unfamiliar feeling arriving deep in your heart.

“You’d be surprised, apparently elephants are really good at following a beat,” Wooyoung says, grinning at you from across the counter, sending a small wink in your direction.

“I'll take your word for it, but it doesn't mean you're going to find me in the dance studio any time soon, mark my words.” You joke and laugh together with the two other men, a comfortable silence falling over you.

“As much as we’d love you to be here for dinner, you’re here to look at the house, right?” Wooyoung is the first to break the silence, not wanting you to leave the comfortable space just created, but knowing he has a duty to fulfill. 

“Yes, but it doesn't mean I’m going to take the offer, I just needed to see what there is, you know?” 

Wooyoung and Yeosang’s shoulders droop slightly hearing your comment, upset that even though you’ve come here, you might not take the other. Yeosang is the first to gain his composure, clearing his throat and continuing the conversation in case you notice the small dip in their behavior.

“So do you want to see around?” 

“I’d love to.”

They first take you upstairs, there is a long hallway with eight doors placed along the walls, and you can’t help but wonder how they managed to fit so many rooms. Wooyoung explains each room, showing you inside the two bathrooms that are both equipped with a sizable shower and large bath in the corner, each with a toilet and sink. They do not go into the six bedrooms explaining that their roommates would prefer not to show up without their permission. This causes you to smile to yourself, realizing that they do indeed have respect for people’s boundaries even when they aren't around. However, you can’t help but wonder how each of their rooms differs, how they have decorated them, and how clean they are. When Wooyoung reaches the end of the hallway, you see there are two doors that haven’t been explained yet. 

“These are mine and Yeosang’s rooms,” Wooyoung clarifies and you nod in realisation. The two doors face each other and you laugh mentally, knowing that the two men are close friends so of course their rooms are right next to each other. You expect Wooyoung to move on to the next part of the house just like he has done with every other room, yet when he doesn’t you are surprised. Opening the door he just signified was his room he lets you have a peek in and you suddenly feel grateful that he is sharing something so personal with you. It is a rather plain bedroom, with a large bed in the corner, the bed sheets a dark blue colour, and a bedside table next to it. At the foot of the bed on the opposite side of the wall, is a sizable desk with a monitor screen and a pc. There is a big wardrobe on the other side of the room also. You don’t notice much except for the fact it is very clean and how the bed is much bigger than a regular bed. You also notice a picture frame on his bedside table, you can’t see much of the photo, but it seems awfully familiar for some reason, feeling like you’ve seen it before, you stare at it probably a little longer than you should have.

“That’s my room, just so you know if you accidentally walk into it.” Wooyoung beams at you, closing the door. He momentarily feels insecure by your peering eyes analysing his room, hoping you liked it.

“This is the first time I’ve ever seen your room tidy,” Yeosang says nonchalantly, though you can see the teasing grin tugging at his features. Wooyoung’s ears go red as he gently smacks the blonde-haired male.

“How about you show your room too then?”

Immediately, the grin on Yeosang’s face disappears, replaced with a bewildered and taken aback look. Wooyoung sticks his tongue out at him soon after, walking towards the stairs and shaking his head slightly. Laughing softly at the twos bickering, you follow Wooyoung to the stairway and descend down the wide staircase. When downstairs, Wooyoung walks past the kitchen again, and into a different room which seems to be the dining room. In the dining room, there is a large table with four chairs on each side of it. In the center is a bowl of apples, bananas, and pears. The room is rather plain but still feels cozy. Next, the two lead you to the living room which is rather large. There is an enormous U-shaped couch placed against the wall, and a coffee table in the centre, the couch faces a television standing on a display that has shelves full of DVDs. You are impressed again at how clean it is and mentally make a note to check out the movies they have and also to rest on the couch, wishing to see if it is as comfortable as it looks. Strolling back to the hallway, you notice two doors that you didn’t realise were there when you first walked into the house. Yeosang is in the lead as the opens the door, which has some stairs going downwards to some sort of basement. This makes you stop in your tracks immediately and thoughts race through your head.

“Okay not to be rude but I’ve watched enough horror movies to know you never go into someone’s basement when it’s your first time being in their house.” You admit, not too excited to go into the basement of some people you don’t know too well. Wooyoung lets out a boisterous laugh whilst Yeosang is having a hard time keeping his chuckles in. They don't care that you don't want to go down, knowing that it’s smart to not give your trust to them straight away, even if they really want to gain it.

“That’s okay, for another time then, all we have done with the place is put some beanbags and a projector for when we want to have a movie night,” Yeosang speaks out, explaining why they wanted to show you. They aren’t offended at you, understanding why you have your doubts. You nod in consideration; always loving movie nights make you add another pro to why you should potentially take the offer. Closing the door, Yeosang leads you back to the kitchen and around a corner where three more white doors are placed. Two face each other whilst one faces towards the kitchen, almost similar to a u shape. 

“These are more bedrooms, these ones have en suites so there’s no need for an extra toilet downstairs,” Yeosang explains. You briefly remember the door near the entrance of the house, next to the basement, which Wooyoung pointed out as the communal toilet.

“These are Yunho’s and Seonghwa’s bedrooms, and this door is um…” Wooyoung trails off. You notice the way Wooyoung and Yeosang both seem to get somewhat nervous, he continues, “If you were to move here this would be your room,”

You find it somewhat annoying that if you were to move in, you’d be residing next to the two males you have yet to meet. But then again it would give you a chance to get to know them better.

Both Wooyoung and Yeosang have hearts full of hope as you open the door to move inside the room. The room is plain, with nothing but a bed, wardrobe, and desk with no objects on either. You are pleasantly shocked by the size of the room, it’s big but not huge, the perfect size for you to make it into a cozy bedroom. One thing that does stun you though, is the size of the bed. It’s almost the same size as Wooyoung’s, definitely big enough to fit more than three people. Maybe they just all like big beds? One thing you can’t deny is how comfortable it looks. Another thing that confuses you is that there are sheets on it, looking as if someone has slept in it recently, which baffles you a little bit. There is indeed a door inside the room that leads to a stunning bathroom, with a huge shower, this makes you beam, not having to worry about awkward encounters with any of the boys when sharing a bathroom.

“So, what do you think?” Yeosang is the first to break the silence, his voice echoing through the empty space. Both the males are unknowingly looking at you with large, hopeful eyes. 

Peering around the room, turning in a circle

“It’s amazing,” you begin, causing the two to hold on their breaths, full of hope, you continue, “But are you sure it’s okay I live here, five hundred doesn’t seem real to me?”

Immediately Wooyoung and Yeosang jump into action with their words.

“Yes of course! Joong said he pulled strings and so has Seonghwa.” Yeosang stutters out, his voice louder than you’ve ever heard it. This makes you baffled as to why two strangers would pull such strings for you, knowing their reputation it seems rather peculiar for them to act in such ways for someone they have never met before. It seems weird to you that they would even think of helping you, let alone pulling so many extreme strings to ensure you a place to live. Perhaps they aren't as bad as people make them out to be, perhaps they are just huge sweethearts.

You stay silent for about two minutes, contemplating all the options in your head. Little do you know how much the silence pains the two men in front of you, wishing they could read your mind. After one more silent and dreadful moment, you decide to give your answer. 

“I’m sorry, I just can’t…”

[seonghwaddict]

ateez fic recs!

🧸 lilo’s notes! here is a collection of works that i loved and thought everyone should read! works marked with a bear emoji are some of my favs. i’ll be updating the list, of course. this list contains both sfw and nsfw content, minors please interact accordingly.

hongjoong

he’s kinda hot — @ohmyamor

“After a decent run with your boyfriend, you finally decide to end it when his paranoia becomes too much. Except, maybe he wasn’t crazy. And now you have demon who refuses to leave you alone.”

demon!hongjoong, fem!reader, fluff, slight angst, please see content warning before reading, suggestive

lilo’s notes! i absolutely love demon!atz aus and i can testify that this is definitely one of my favs. everything about this was absolutely fantastic and i may or may not revisit it every few weeks

you’re hongjoong’s bias — @jnginlov

“when you and your group go on idol radio to promote your latest comeback, you don’t anticipate one of the hosts to be completely enraptured by you”

idol au, fluff, gn!reader

lilo’s notes! listen… idol aus are usually not my cup of tea (though several fics on here prove that wrong), but this is absolutely one of the cutest things i’ve read.

seonghwa

new horizons — @fivestar-outlaw

“Attempting an all-nighter while playing Animal Crossing alongside your bias, you didn't expect your turnip prices to be such a high amount... nor did you expect Park Seonghwa to actually accept your offer to sell his turnips on your island.”

completed series, FLUFF, idol!hwa x nonidol!fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! EEEEEEE THIS FIC IS SO CUTEEEEEE

🧸 honest (but happy) accident — @ad0rechuu

uni student!hwa, gn!reader, fluff, slice of life

lilo’s notes! y’all are gonna get so sick of me cuz you’re gonna see multiple of zero’s fics on here. jokes aside, this is genuinely so fucking cute i was rolling around and giggling while reading it.

🧸 12:25 time of love — @jaehunnyy

kindergarten teacher!hwa, mom!reader, meet cute, fluff

lilo’s notes! imagining seonghwa in a job like that genuinely makes me so soft. whenever i’m in that Emotional mood i like to read this.

🧸 impressionism — @hwaightme

“a post-graduate student specialising in impressionism, you were a regular visitor to the many art galleries in the city. who knew that among the paintings you would encounter your favourite, timeless work of art?”

vampire!gallerist!hwa x art historian!gn!reader, fluff, soulmates

lilo’s notes! as an art history nerd, this fic is so beautiful especially when combined with a vampire au like AHHHH some of my fav things in one fic

yunho

early hours — @honeyhotteoks

“you run into him in the hallway of the hotel, it's late and you're exhausted from the concert, but he thinks you should grab a drink and you can't help but agree”

idol!yunho x nonidol!fem!reader, one night stand, nsfw, some fluff

lilo’s notes! HDJSJDJSJKF the way this had me glued to my phone and giggling should be studied.

🧸 principia and opticks — @bro-atz

“you're struggling with a specific class that's required for your major; but, luckily, your professor, professor jeong, has no problem helping you out outside of class” // “you and professor jeong yunho decided to continue your relationship secretly, only to almost get caught one day”

professor!yunho x student!reader (legal), nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! don’t judge me but i think professor x student (COLLEGE. LEGAL.) is such a good trope it’s always gonna have me running laps around my room.

bottle service — @bro-atz

“all yunho wants to do is fuck the bottle girl's brains out.”

big dick!yunho x small!afab!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! i have nothing to say for myself other than size kinks are hot. even more so when it’s related to yunho

christmas dinner — @a1sh1teruu

“it didn't just end with one dinner.”

ceo!yunho x secretary!fem!reader, fluff

lilo’s recs! THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME AGHHHHHHHH i love it so much i think about it at least once a week

🧸 summer nights — @honeyhotteoks

“he's your best friend and roommate, but during the heat of summer and the confinement of quarantine, you just can't seem to help yourselves.”

roommate!yunho, nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! i reread this yesterday and realised there’s a sequel. TRUST i will be devouring that as soon as i can

track 3: cyber sex — @highvern

whipped loser!yunho x camgirl!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! STOPPIJDIDJ yunho was so cute and shy in this i wanted to scream into a pillow

yeosang

🧸 lessons in intimacy — @honeyhotteoks

“you didn’t mean to actually meet the man who’s audio porn was single handedly getting you off every night, but you do”

camboy!yeo, nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! absolute perfection this was so sjsjjcjsjd i could feel myself slowly losing my mind

evolve — @nebulousbrainsoup

“more often than not, a life lived in Night City is carefully crafted, slotted firmly between preapproved lines—or it is if you value keeping it. whispers of freedom float just beyond the city's neon lights, and it's only through a chance encounter with the most unlikely of characters that you finally start to hear them.”

biker!yeosang x fem!reader, fluff, nsfw, some angst

lilo’s notes! despite it being 12k words i gobbled it up in a single sitting which is crazy tbh, it didn’t feel that long at all and i was so invested

san

🧸 prelude in e minor — @bro-atz

“your brain tells you to focus on your education, but your heart tells you to focus on professor choi”

professor!san, CELLIST!san, nsfw, angst

lilo’s notes! back at it with the professor aus yupppp y’all know me so well. i felt so many emotions while reading this i thought i was gonna go insane.

mingi

🧸 slowly, i’m going down — @yutasbellybuttonpiercing

“mingi hates studying, but what he hates way more than that is being perceived as stupid. what mingi loves on the other hand, are pretty people getting flustered about his voice or mingi shows you exactly what he hates and loves.”

college au, tutor!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! not only was this written so well, but it was so fucking entertaining. mingi is just so silly in this i love it.

angel eyes — @binniesbang

“Yunho teases Mingi when he trips over his words infront of a girl, he needs a little loving to make it better:((“

coffee shop au, fluff, comfort

lilo’s notes! AHHHHHHHH sobbing crying screaming this was so cute and soft i love this mingi

🧸 untitled — @teasteeper

“kissing practice with your best friend mingi”

best friend!mingj x fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! GRRRSGHDJDJD OH MY GOD mingi you ain’t slick at all- anyways, my turn when?

wooyoung

ribbon — @wooyoungmybelovedhusband

“You just love Wooyoung's dick, and maybe you wanted to make it look pretty like it truly is.”

daddy!wooyoung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! they be fucking but somehow it’s so??? cute?? really enjoyed this one 10/10

spiderman! — @cherrysoojins

“being spider-man comes with a lot advantages, but those advantages can have their disadvantages. like jung wooyoung not being able to show up to study groups to be able to see the girl he’s crushing on big-time.”

spiderman!wooyoung, smau + written, fluff, angst, crack. ongoing(?) series, last updated: july 7th, 2023

lilo’s notes! this was actually such a cute and fun fic and i really wished there were more chapters :c

backstage rockin’ — @a1sh1teruu

“after a late night of practice with the band, and with you lounging in the background. when his friends finally left, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer.”

bandmate!wooyoung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! i think this was THE fic that awakened my love for bassists, that’s how good it was. zerda’s writing always has me giggling

jung wooyoung’s superpower — @ad0rechuu

best friend!wooyoung, fluff fluff fluff

lilo’s notes! ik i’ve probably said this a lot but this is ACTUALLY one of the cutest fics i’ve ever read i adore it so much

🧸 i’m just bein’ curious — @teeskz

“in which your friend wooyoung invites you over for a movie night”

pervy best friend!woooyung, nsfw

lilo’s notes! it’s short but if i said this didnt awaken something in me, i’d be lying. i reread it this morning and that’s what made me start this rec list

jongho

🧸 adorable — @i-luvsang

frenemy!jongho, gn!reader one bed trope, fluff, comedy

lilo’s notes! AHHHHH I LOVE RIA’S WRITING SO SO SO MUCH fluff by ria is genuinely so djdjdjsjd it’s got me giggling

untitled — @nateezfics

nsfw, fluff

lilo’s notes! i’m sorry but idc if they’re going at it, it’s so cute and soft?? they’re just so silly

multi

🧸 milky way — @ad0rechuu

“It’s not everyday that your friends childhood friend turns out to be the girl that you literally have a fan account for, but for Seonghwa, San and Mingi it’s become a reality. being able to get close to your bias is great! even if she does have a raging crush on someone else…”

fanboys!hwasangi x idol!reader, smau + written, fluff, angst, suggestive, slow burn. completed series, 60 chapters + 3 different endings

lilo’s notes! i will never not be grateful that this series exists. it’s funny, cute, and angsty and i absolutely love it with my whole heart. i think it’s one of the first fics i read on tumblr, so it’s really special to me + i think this was part of the reason i got close to my lovely zero

🧸 blurred lines and lies — @yuyusuyu

the synopsis is really long

best friend!yeosang x fem!reader x best friend!jongho, love triangle, romance, slice of life, angst. completed series, 10 chapters + 2 different endings

lilo’s notes! words cannot describe how i felt reading this but i think it’s comparable to going through every stage of grief possible plus more. genuinely, one of the best fics i’ve ever read

strawberry mocha — @pirateprincessblog

“your favorite café has a new barista, and he seems oddly familiar, especially when you see his hands move when he prepares your favourite beverage”

barista!camboy!wooyoung x fem!reader, ft yunho, nsfw, angst

lilo’s notes! my thought process while reading was a cycle of “oh my god” and “what the fuck” in the BEST way possible. the writing is so good i wanted to reach through the screen a smack some characters, and hug some others

clair de lune — @atzfilm

“you’ve finally gotten the chance to enter “clair de lune”, a infamous night club to see the band hiraeth. but why did you feel like their eyes only watched you?”

yandere!ot8 x fem!reader, angst, fluff, nsfw. completed series, 8 chapters.

lilo’s notes! so iconic. if you haven’t read this, you better and that’s a threat.

murphy’s law — @atzfilm

“according to murphy’s law, everything that can go wrong will go wrong. Black holes circle each other until they collide and merge, a cataclysm so fierce, sends ripples soaring through the fabric, crossing thousands of kilometers within a fraction of a second, leaving behind a wave on the space-time continuum. That’s the simplest way you can describe meeting him. And yet, even that is an understatement.”

alien!ot8, multi x fem!reader (not ot8), soulmate au, fluff, angst, nsfw, check other warnings. completed series, 5 chapters.

lilo’s notes! another iconic fic by an iconic writer, we love to see it

mists of celeste — @hongism

“Sneaking aboard the ship of a renowned space pirate may not have been the best idea, but you’ll have to make do with what fate has handed to you.”

space pirate!ateez, multiple pairings, angst, fluff, nsfw, check other warnings. ongoing series, 49 chapters + additional content

lilo’s notes! i’m pretty sure everyone on tumblr who reads atz fics has seen this one at some point and it definitely deserves its hype. this is probably one of the best, well thought-out fics i’ve ever read and i believe it can definitely be considered better than many published books

🧸 hotel california and paradise gardens — @mint-yooxgi

“You can check out any time you’d like, but you can never leave.” // “Eternity means nothing if I don’t have you.”

yandere!demon!ot8 x fem!reader, horror, fluff, angst, nsfw, check other warnings. complete fic, 42 chapters combined

lilo’s notes! yeah i reread this every few months and i’m not ashamed to admit i’m obsessed with it.

outlaw miniseries — @hongism

individual parts for each member/unit, nsfw with a side of fluff and angst. ongoing series, 4/6 chapters

lilo’s notes! hi no i won’t shut up about hongism i think ive read everything she’s published and if i didn’t want to make this list diverse i would’ve just put a link to her masterlist and called it a day. seriously, highly recommended. my fav on this is the 2ho one.

from storm to sunrise — @ad0rechuu

“you and your boyfriend yunho wake up to find your other boyfriend mingi no where to be found”

fem!reader x bfs!yuyu and mingi, fluff, mild angst

lilo’s notes! zero try not to write something i’ll fall in love challenge, go! oh no you already failed because everything by user ad0rechuu is a masterpiece

🧸 hooked — @songmingisthighs

“A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your ‘relationship’ led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you?”

ot8 x fem!reader, smau + written, college au, fluff, crack, nsfw. completed series, 91 chapters

lilo’s notes! this is also one of the first fics i read on tumblr!! it’s definitely one of my all-time favs and it’s just such a fun read

🧸 unconventional first encounters with ateez — @bluehwale

ot8 headcanon, fluff, humour

lilo’s notes! i also reread this occasionally, the humour tag really is accurate

hongwooho — @yourfatherlucifer

idols!hongjoong, wooyoung, jongho x fem!reader, nsfw

lilo’s notes! the first time i read this (and all the times after that) i was giggling and rolling around on my bed. this kind if scenario is something i’d LOVE LOVE LOVE to see more of

sway with me — @luvt0kki

“former noble turned space pirate, wooyoung was now part of one of the most revered and hunted group of pirates of the galaxy. sure he’s only known them for six months but there’s only so much you could do in a ship when you travel from one planet to the next. the ship was their home, his home… and the members of this crew were friends that he felt he was fated to meet. // but he hasn’t met one person of the crew… and he didn’t know that.”

ot8 x fem!reader, space pirate au, nsfw, fluff. ongoing series, 5/?? chapters + 1 interlude

lilo’s notes! i gobbled the posted chapters up in a single sitting and it was honestly sososo good 10/10 recommend. i can definitely see this being added to my favs as soon as it’s done!

🧸 ¡arriba! — @teeskz

“being a bookworm, you’re used to your regular schedule of simply studying, eating, oh, and the occasional sleeping. it isn’t until one night, you find yourself at the wrong place at the wrong time, and soon get swept up in one of the craziest games you’ve ever heard. in hindsight, maybe you should’ve declined. but it was only supposed to last for one night. one, dirty night.”

hongjoong, yunho, san, mingi, wooyoung x fem!reader, college au, nsfw, part of a series (“T!TS UP”)

lilo’s notes! NO YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND I WAS GAGGEDDDDDD the way i had to pause multiple times to cool off while reading this it was so hot and something i didn’t know i needed in my life until i found it

[jeon-ify]

JEONIFY’s KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

hi pretties :3 i’m participating in KINKTOBER 2024! i’m preparing way ahead of time because i know i wont have 31 smuts written in the span of a month. i’ll write out my masterlist in order and i hope you’re all looking forward to them !! :) all of these smuts are going to be female reader! if you have any requests, leave them under this post and i’ll definitely add them to the list for the month of october!

please be aware that all of these are NSFW— meaning that all of these works will not be suitable for audiences under the age of 18. trigger warnings include sexual content, mentions of r!pe, su!c!de, smoking, vi0lence, drug use, criminal activity, swearing, etc.

JEON-IFY’s KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

1. CRY FOR ME - CHOI SAN (dacryphilia | hard!dom san)

2. YOUR EYES - JEONG YUNHO (soft!dom fairy yunho)

3. INTO IT - SONG MINGI (toxic-ex!mingi)

4. TOO MUCH - KANG YEOSANG (mean!yeosang)

5. IN YOUR MOUTH - JUNG WOOYOUNG (throat fucking/dom!wy)

6. PSYCHO BEHAVIOR - KIM HONGJOONG (masked man hj)

7. INMATE 1117 - SONG MINGI (prisoner mingi x psychiatric reader)

8. SLOW DOWN - CHOI JONGHO (masked biker!jongho)

9. I DARE YOU - CHOI JONGHO (mafia leader!jongho)

10. RUN BABY, RUN - PARK SEONGHWA (stalker!seonghwa : based on HAUNTING ADELINE by H.D. CARLTON)

11. CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE? - KANG YEOSANG (dom!reader x sub!yeosang)

12. PACKAGE DEAL - WOOSANGI (mean!dom wy, san, mingi x reader)

13. LIKE YOU’VE SEEN A GHOST - JUNG WOOYOUNG (masked dom!wooyoung x reader)

14. TWIN BITCHES - JEONG YUNHO X SONG MINGI X READER (dom!yungi x sub!reader | CNC)

15. MASK ON, MASK OFF - CHOI SAN (psycho!san x it girl reader)

16. DIFFERENCES - KANG YEOSANG (vampire!yeosang x witch!reader)

17. THERE IT IS - CHOI JONGHO (sub!jongho x dom!femreader)

18. SILVER LIGHT - JUNG WOOYOUNG (dom!wooyoung x sub!san x sub!reader)

19. UNTIL THE BREAK OF DAWN - MINGI X SEONGHWA X YUNHO (dom!seonghwa, dom!mingi, dom!yunho x switch!vampire reader)

20. TWIN SEATER - KIM HONGJOONG (dom!sugardaddy hj x streetracer reader)

21. SHAKE SOME - MATZ (stripper reader x mean!dom matz)

22. LIKE CANDY - PARK SEONGHWA (switch!hwa x switch!reader)

23. MIDNIGHT PSYCHO - KANG YEOSANG (inmate!yeosang x therapist reader)

24. BE THE LIGHT - PARK SEONGHWA (dom!ghost hwa x sub reader)

25. FACELESS - KIM HONGJOONG (faceless man in a dream becomes a reality / dom!hongjoong)

26. I LUV THIS SHIT - SONG MINGI (public sex w/ mingi at a halloween party! x dom!mingi)

27. DADDY LONG LEGS - JEONG YUNHO (dom!reader x spellcaster!yunho)

28. TOKYO DRIFT - CHOI SAN (drag racer!san x schoolgirl reader)

29. SPREAD OUT - OT8 (gang!ateez x pharmacist!reader)

30. PULL ON IT - OT8 (ateez hosts a halloween frat party!)

31. SEX AINT THE ONLY THING ON MY MIND - OT8 (stripper!reader x rich ceos atz)

[juyeonszn]

WHAT IS LOVE?

PAIRING ₊˚⊹ lee juyeon x f!reader

GENRES ₊˚⊹ fluff﹒crack﹒angst﹒slice of life

WARNINGS ₊˚⊹ mature language bc even on a different blog i won’t ever change, uni!au, reader is a matchmaker, juyeon plays baseball, lots of kys and kms jokes, sunwoo is an incel, a bunch of lesbian jokes, um one sided pining for a while, like i am absolutely ruthless to reader for a Hot Minute i am so sorry, but it’s okay!!! bc then i’m also ruthless to juyeon, the unrequited love in this series goes crazy, it wouldn’t be a fawn smau without a second lead — so there is a small second lead moment, most of the written parts are full of sheer Angst and i’m not sorry about it, there’s like idol shipping in here ? but it’s for the sake of the plot i swear i don’t condone idol shipping 😭 it’s literally in my carrd, the bullying in this smau goes even crazier, ummm for some reason there are a lot of barbie references towards the end

FEATURING ₊˚⊹ the rest of tbz, soyeon + yuqi from (g)-idle, seonghwa from ateez, lee know from skz, sakura from le sserafim, dahyun + tzuyu from twice, jaehyun from nct and mingyu from seventeen

SUMMARY ₊˚⊹ all is well in the business of matchmaking. except it’s actually not, because lee juyeon, the school’s star baseball player, has just come to you for help in obtaining the girl of his dreams. oh yeah! and he happens to be the guy you’ve had a crush on since your first year of university.

STATUS ₊˚⊹ complete!

BEGINNING ₊˚⊹ august 1st, 2023

ENDING ₊˚⊹ october 19th, 2023

MORE ₊˚⊹ HIIIII hello!!! my first smau on another blog this is crazy ?!!2!!22!!2 fun fact; in case the plot seems familiar, it was an old wip for yeonjunszn that i had for jake from enhypen and decided to scrap for reasons that i do not remember LOL but then it came back to me and i decided to redo it for juyo bc it was so juyo-coded and now we’re here 🤗 send an ask to join the taglist (bc note and dm notifs get swallowed up with the ones from my other blog)!!

PROFILES ₊˚⊹ realize real eyes real lies | ball hitters + the token lesbian | ouran high school host club (+ tzuyu)

ONE ₊˚⊹ i’m the ceo president and chair mama

TWO ₊˚⊹ the hwang yeji incident

THREE ₊˚⊹ i hide and u seek therapy!

FOUR ₊˚⊹ /s or /j

FIVE ₊˚⊹ setting virgins up with other virgins

SIX ₊˚⊹ POSER FAKE FAN

SEVEN ₊˚⊹ #mancrushfriday #mrstealyogirl

EIGHT ₊˚⊹ I HATE WHEN WOMEN ARE RIGHT

NINE ₊˚⊹ the start of a W matchmaking season

TEN ₊˚⊹ ur on THIN ICE JAMAL

ELEVEN ₊˚⊹ Just Like A Doughnut (2.04k)

TWELVE ₊˚⊹ need a comically large piano to fall on top of me

THIRTEEN ₊˚⊹ hit tweet follow me 🙌🙏

FOURTEEN ₊˚⊹ what the bell are u talking about

FIFTEEN ₊˚⊹ THAT WAS A CRY FOR HELP

SIXTEEN ₊˚⊹ chest heavy eyes misty

SEVENTEEN ₊˚⊹ they laugh at me cause i’m emo

EIGHTEEN ₊˚⊹ sangyeon boyfriend material era

NINETEEN ₊˚⊹ Blocked and Reported for threatening language

TWENTY ₊˚⊹ A Hole In The Shape Of You (2.17k)

TWENTY ONE ₊˚⊹ men against song yuqi

TWENTY TWO ₊˚⊹ i thought we were friends.

TWENTY THREE ₊˚⊹ u think i’m pretty??? 🥰

TWENTY FOUR ₊˚⊹ for research purposes

TWENTY FIVE ₊˚⊹ The Middle Of My Heart (1.60k)

TWENTY SIX ₊˚⊹ AND THE CROWD GOES WILD

TWENTY SEVEN ₊˚⊹ to me it was

TWENTY EIGHT ₊˚⊹ clown to clown communication

TWENTY NINE ₊˚⊹ A Space Just For You (2.05k)

THIRTY ₊˚⊹ THE JUYEON THERAPY FUND

THIRTY ONE ₊˚⊹ is this pic AI generated

THIRTY TWO ₊˚⊹ i’m gay…

THIRTY THREE ₊˚⊹ 11:11 make a wish

THIRTY FOUR ₊˚⊹ Our Love Loop (2.62k)

THIRTY FIVE ₊˚⊹ graduated from bitchless university

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[atinycafe]

COMMON MASTERLIST — ateez blurbs

collection of my blurbs under the cut ٩(๑ `︿´๑)۶

multiple members

- longing for your owners!ot8!ateez, who had left hybrid!you alone at home, you reach for the phone seeking comfort. - hyungline!ateez headcanons about the first time u meet them - atz headcanons about reader being unusually silent when drunk - atz headcanons about reader hugging a pillow 2 sleep - atz headcanons about making out with them on a chase atlantic beat - atz headcanons on them using "tiny" during sex [nsfw]

ddeonghwa

- biker!seonghwa vs bimbo!reader [suggestive] - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help)

joongi

- a long-awaited reunion in hongjoong's creative studio leads to soft moment - hurt 2 comfort with hongjoong [light angst] - hongjoong and your first subdrop [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - primal play with predator!joong [nsfw] - soft sex w joong [nsfw]

yunni

- during a late-night math session, you're visited by spiderman!yunho - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help) - yunho fucks your nightmare away [nsfw] - choking kink w yunho [nsfw] - some boxer!yunho timestamps

hehetmon

- you admit something to vampire!yeosang [suggestive] - prince!yeosang rubs oil in your hair (cuz he loves brown girls) - yeosang and his oral fixation aka he loves boobies [nsfw]

sanni

- babying and doing san's eyebrows - ceo!san leaves u alone in ur bed 4 a meeting - sangi taking care of sick you - phone sex with daddy!san [nsfw] - pregnant reader faints [slight angst] - emperor!san x empress!reader

mangi

- mingi taking care of drunk you - sangi taking care of sick you (i have a thing 4 mingi taking care of me and i think it shows) - roommate!mingi is a big pervert [nsfw]

wooyo

- wooyoung playfully interrupts your asmr session, expressing his jealousy in a dramatic yet affectionate manner. - hybrid!wooyo plays a little game with you in your bathtub [nsfw] - overstimulation w meandom!woo [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - zombie au

jjong

- exbf!jongho misses u but u... miss him too? - jongho teases u

other works can be found here

[cyberpunkhwx]

Afternoon coffee

❥ Paring: CEO! Song Mingi x employee reader

❥Genre: Drama, fluff, slightly suggestive towards the end

❥Warnings: nothing that I’m aware of, please let me know if you find any!

❥Summary: finally getting a job can be exhausting but what if there are ways to entertain yourself?

❥Word count: 0.6 k

❥Requested? No

"Ahh, I can't do this anymore" you signed as you just finished another paperwork that you got today. It's been only a week since you got a job at KQ. As a manager, it’s been more tiring than ever.

"Miss y/n, Mr. Mingi wants his afternoon coffee» «Yes sir" you went to make him his coffee and went to his office.

"Y/n, be careful, he doesn’t seem to be on his good mood today. One of the employees almost ruined his work" your friend said before letting you go inside. Well thanks to her now your heart is beating faster than ever.  

"Your coffee is ready Mr. Song."  

"Come in" his deep voice almost made you drop the coffee. Not today y/n, not today.

You took a deep breath as you slowly opened the door, stepping in.

He was sitting on the office chair, eyebrows tangled as he read through some paper, the sunlight coming through the window on his golden honey skin.

His suit was on the hanger as his hand was playing with the collar of his shirt, hair kind of messy cause of his glasses in it.

Your gaze caresses his features until they were on his chocolate eyes, which were....

..

...

LOOKING AT YOU?!

shitshitshitshitshit

His eyes were locked with yours, already lost focus on the pages he was reading, wondering about the girl who came in a minute ago, standing frozen.

"Are you going to bring the coffee, or should I ask someone else to do it" he said looking unbothered.

His voice woke you up as you made your way towards his desk, almost tripping on the way, feeling his gaze lowly on you.  

"Stupid heels" you thought, you still weren't used to these clothing since you started working there.

"Here's your usual Sir, is there anything else I could bring for you?" You asked about setting the coffee on his desk.

He ran a hand through his hair, fixing it as he put down the paper in his hands.

"Take these papers and give them to Mr. Choi, say I signed them" he said leaning back on his chair, sighing as he closed his eyes for a second. Stretching his arms out. You nodded as you leaned down to grab the papers, and dang. the stupid high heels.

You tripped on the left foot as you trying to balance yourself on the chair. But it didn’t work since you ended up there you were now.  

On your boss's lap.

On Mr. Songs’ lap

ON SONG MINGI'S LAP

You froze, couldn't do anything. Not like you could, the situation was a bit too awkward.

His arms still behind his head eyes wide open as he stared down at you. Lied side-way on his legs.

He cleared his throat as he slowly lowered his arms, slowly putting them on the arm beside him.

It took you a few seconds to realize what situation you're exactly in. You tried to get up, but it wasn't really easy because of his ling limbs keeping you away from the ground.  

Tall men🙄  

"I-I'm sorry sir I-"  

You tried getting up again but then you lost balance and almost fell off of his lap, before his fast reflexes helped and he wrapped his arms around you, securing you on his lap.

"How about you stay here Miss...?"

"Y-y/n"

"Well how about our Y/n stay here for a bit huh? I'll give Mr. Choi the papers later" he said smirking as he moved you on his lap, locking you in between his limbs.

"Well, maybe you needed a break after all. »

A/n: please let me how it was!

DO NOT copy or translate my work in any other place!

Ateez masterlist

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

ʕ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3.00 "Qᴜɪᴛ?!" ʔ

ヾᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ : ᴄᴇᴏ! ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ x ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ヾꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ/ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ : ʜᴇʀᴇ

ヾᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜱʟᴀᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ.

ヾᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 875

ヾᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ : ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ "ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴋɪᴍ" ᴋ-ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴀᴜ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀɪꜱᴛɪᴄꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ.

«"Mr.Park what are you doing here? Is there anything you need?» Seonghwa clears his throat, after hearing your words as he regains his composure. «Ms.Hwang, may I know why you're here?» Your brows furrow at his words, not quite understanding the absurdity of his sentence. The corners of your lips twitch trying hard to keep your formal expression as you ask, «Mr.Park, I don't quite understand the context of your sentence, could you please elaborate?»

He clears his throat yet again, «The party hosted by Sumyung group will be starting at 8 o'clock tonight, I'd like for you to be prepared by 6 o'clock with the dress which will be delivered to your house two hours before.» Your left eye twitches in annoyance having your blind date spoiled by the man towering over you, «Mr.Park I think you've been mistaken, I have already appointed Song Hyunju's schedule to be your date for the party. And she has already chosen the dress for the party too.»

Seonghwa's eyebrows knit slightly, but he lets out a low sigh, «I am quite disappointed in you for making such a stupid situation, Ms.Hwang. I hope you know that she has quite the scandal with the CEO of Sumyung group, Lee Dohwan who wouldn't like seeing her as my date. I thought you did your research on the model's social interactions with the people of the Sumyung group.» Your lips tremble a little in shock, and you quickly pull out your phone to look through everything only to find out he was correct. ' "Famous Model Song Hyunju, the ex-girlfriend of Lee Dohwan, the CEO of Sumyung group, was found to have cheated on him, thus their break-up" Stated by Dispatch Korea.'

Fuck, I thought I had checked everything. You raise your head to let your eyes meet his, the same formal expression staying on your face. «I would like to apologise for my mishap, Mr.Park. I promise to not let this kind of mistake occur again, and I will be driving to your apartment at 6 o'clock instead to pick out your suit.» Seonghwa doesn't speak one more word before walking away after giving you a nod.

You let out a long sigh, as you walk your way towards your house. «All this for nothing?»

Just when you reach your house, you hear your phone ring. You walk inside and answer the call without checking the ID. «Y/n-ah didn't you say you'll be free today?» You instantly recognize your sister's voice, «Sadly no, Yeji.» You huff out a sigh but flinch when you hear your older brother Hyunjin's voice, «WHAT? BUT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE OUR SIBLING NIGHT TODAY.»

«Well we can't have that today because I will be having a 'be the stuck-up boss' date' day, today.» You let out all your pent-up frustration caused due to the man who sent you the very long tight-fitting shimmery red dress for you to wear tonight. «Seriously? What's wrong with that Asshole, didn't you ask for a leave?»

«Well, I did, I guess, but now I have to be his date because of a stupid mistake I made.» You look at time and squeak instantly, «Okay Yeji, Hyunjin, I'll call you guys later. I've got to go.»

By the time the clock struck 5:30 p.m, you were dressed in the beautiful red dress which was sent to you, and you had grabbed your purse as you got in your car.

Just as you reach his mansion, you step out of your car, preparing yourself as you take a deep breath before walking in.

You walk in to find no one in the house, no maid in sight, you frown to yourself before walking to his giant closet like you usually did. But your eyes bulged out at the sight, it was the Park Seonghwa, trying to fix his crooked tie. You swiftly snap out of your trance of thoughts, before walking towards him, «"Mr.Park, I'll fix it.»

You set your purse down on the wide glass table just a few metres away from his figure. Seonghwa doesn't flinch at your voice, and you just make your way towards him. You place your hands around the crooked tie, it was usual like any other day since the day you mastered fixing a tie. But you notice the way his breath gets caught in his throat, his Adam's apple bobs slightly.

Your eyes wander up to find his dark sharp eyes looking down at you. You swiftly lower your head back down, trying to ignore the way your cheeks heat up. You mentally slap yourself, but flinch when you hear, «"Are you done Ms.Hwang?"» You swiftly pull the bottom of the tie, fixing it completely before moving away.

«"Let's head to Mr.Park. It's getting late already."»

The whole ride to the party was too silent, but you manage to finally break the silence, «"Mr.Park I've been meaning to tell you this for a week. This may come off as a surprise to you, but I will be quitting."»

«"QUIT?!"»

[chokchokk]

𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞-𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 | ateez ensemble

a geondal/organised crime!ateez series

𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜 : You just wanted to live, never wanted to be rich, yet ten years later, you are swimming in money— planning to drown in it, and maybe because it's fate, there's a bounty put on you by a past you didn't know would catch up.

As their secret getaway driver to success, your men say you should be more careful, but it's been a while nobody knew what you are capable of, hasn't it?

It's time for one final ride, Y/N.

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : noir, smut | korean mafia/geondal!au | chaebol!ceo!au

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : korean mafia, organised crime, chaebol (the rich in korea), toxic masculinity, brothels, prostitution; porn with plot, everybody wants reader (ateez ensemble x fem!reader), reader is milf (without the child part), please refer to each part for more specific warnings

𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 : on-going

chapters under the cut~

spotify playlist* | main masterlist (* updated as the series goes)

CLEAR.

𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 | san : seonghwa | 18.2k

DEPART.

ROAD.

DRIFT.

ACCELERATE.

GETAWAY.

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[starlitmark]

Summary: just ateez being the cutest dads ever Pairing: ateez x fem!reader (individually) Tropes: parent au, established relationship au Genre: fluff Rating: G Warnings: none Word Count: n/a Note: I watched return of superman and the hello 82 episode and here we are... (yes I will take requests in this au)

Hongjoong

Gender-neutral clothing designer

His wife is a model for his brand

One daughter and one son

His daughter is older

His son is his mini-me

He and his son do literally everything together while his daughter laughs about how much they are alike

Seonghwa

Kindergarten teacher

His wife teaches high school literature

Twin boys and a younger daughter

Absolutely adores his baby girl more than anything

Always ready to play with his sons

Spoils his babies when he can

Yunho

Florist

His wife is an accountant

Has one son and another on the way

Super protective of his wife when she’s pregnant

His son is always talking to her belly (a habit he’s developed from his dad)

Always brings home gorgeous bouquets for his wife every night

Yeosang

Photographer specializing in children’s photography

His wife is an event coordinator

Has one daughter

Will do absolutely anything for his daughter (yes, even the photoshoot after she was born)

Playing princesses and nail salon >>>

He wants another kid, but it’s not the right time quite yet

San

Trust fund baby but is still very serious about the monopoly he’s found himself the CEO of

His wife is a stay-at-home mom (was an arranged marriage at first for business things, but they caught feelings)

Fraternal twin daughters

One is his mini-me, and the other is his wife’s

Will leave business meetings if his daughters want or need him

Just cause they live comfortably doesn’t mean they spoil their kids rotten

Mingi

Dance professor

His wife is a biological chemistry professor

Two sons who are close in age

The boys have his personality (chaos in a bottle)

Sometimes his sons will come to uni with him and try to learn the dance for that lecture

If the boys are quiet, they’re up to something (Mingi included)

Wooyoung

Gourmet chef

His wife is a patissier

Identical twin girls

Very sweet, affectionate, and mild-mannered girls

Both of them teach the girls how to bake and cook anything they want to learn

Would set the world on fire for his girls if they asked

Jongho

Record shop/ cafe owner

His wife is an indie artist

One daughter (his baby bear)

Lets his daughter help around the shop

He and his wife make up little songs to help her learn things

She wants things to be bear/forest themed at all times

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