#chanhee *pop* me | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

zzoguri · 11 months

Text

[part one] of boundaries and secret glances (i'm lucky to be loved by you) ➵ kim sunwoo

idol!kim sunwoo x ex-idol!reader

as a well-respected independent producer in the industry, you get requests from different companies for collaborations. when you accept to work on chanhee and sunwoo's unit track for their upcoming album, you are left to your own devices as you work closely with sunwoo. who is to say what can happen over the days?

genre/warnings ➵ strangers to friends to lovers (though sunwoo has always had a crush on you since your debut), music and lyrics au, fluff, angst with happy ending, afab reader (they/them pronouns), drinking, kpop mistreatment, mental and physical abuse done by companies, close proximity, sunwoo is a FLIRT!!! and also obsessed with you, LOONA IS FREE HERE!!!, iz*one sadly does not exist </3, boundaries are definitely crossed in the sense that you should not be flirting this much with a co-worker turned friend...

word count ➵ 15.7k words (30.3k words in total)

parts ➵ [1] [2]

taglist ➵ @deoboyznet @kflixnet

a/n ➵ this work has been in the making for a year or two. oftentimes, i find it hard to finish works or put them out since i find myself getting scared of how my works will be received. after reading this for how many times and adding final revisions, i am happy that i get to share this baby to the world! this fic is because of how much i love the movie "music and lyrics" and how i kind of fantasized myself and sunwoo in a similar context. thank you again for taking the time to read this. please note that idols shown or talked about in this fic are not meant to reflect my real thoughts on them. i love all the idols here in this fic (especially jiyoon) i would really appreciate it if you could take the time to like and reblog this.

want to be part of my taglist? send me an ask! masterlist

1CON: Where Are They Now? By Lee Hyejin of Soompi

It has been two years since South Korea's beloved group disbanded. Formed back in 2017 through Produce 101, 1CON has swept the hearts of many from pre-debut until disbandment. Yesterday, the members posted pictures on their SNS accounts that show their little reunion. This then sparked “1CON REUNION” to trend on Twitter.

To this day, many fans hope to see a reunion concert take place to see the members come together once again. As the public waits, we wonder where the members have gone off to.

The beloved center Shin Ryujin (Rank 1) and well-known dancer Lee Chaeryeong (Rank 9) of JYP Entertainment are part of the newest girl group ITZY whose unique sound has found its way to capture the hearts of many. As the group continues to conquer the K-Pop scene with their talents, they have become the pride and joy of JYP Entertainment.

Power vocalist Jo Yuri (Rank 2) parted ways with Off The Record Entertainment and worked on her solo debut under WAKEONE with the track “GLASSY.” With the number of music show wins gained, Jo will be one of the 4th Gen's well-known vocalists.

Captivating dancer Jeon Heejin (Rank 3) and charismatic vocalist Kim “Chuu” Jiwoo (Rank 5) made their debut back in 2020 with LOONA under Blockberry Creative. However, the members of the group have ended their contracts with the company because of the mistreatment they received.

Now, Jeon is a member of ARTMS with some of the former members of LOONA—Kim “Kim Lip” Jungeun, Jeong “Jinsoul” Jinsol, and Choi “Choerry” Yerim—under Modhaus. Chuu chose to pursue her solo endeavors under ATRP.

One of K-Pop's best 4th Gen vocalists, Kim Minjeong (Rank 4) of SM Entertainment, is rumored to make her debut in a girl group later in the year. While we can say not much at the moment, SM Entertainment has got everyone excited for their upcoming debut.

Jack of all trades, Shin Jiyoon (Rank 6) of Play M Entertainment, debuted back in 2020 with the group Weeekly. The group's upbeat and catchy music is produced by Shin herself. As Weeekly brings back cute concepts to the K-Pop scene, many people expect that “girl crush” will not be the norm.

Formerly under JYP Entertainment, well-known producer Y/N (Rank 7) is not signed with any company. As they work on their own terms and team, they have been releasing music on different platforms with full artistic freedom. Despite having no company, countless entertainment companies continuously contact them. They have worked with IU, Red Velvet, BIBI, Jamie Park, Pentagon, and more.

Lovable and powerful rapper Choi Yena (Rank 8) of Yuehua Entertainment recently made her debut with “SMILEY (Feat. BIBI)” whose catchy tune has trended all over Twitter. Many fans have commented that the concept is fitting for her debut. As she continues with her promotions, many fans wait to see her thrive in her solo career.

Along with that, opera-trained singer Huh Yunjin (Rank 10) of HYBE Entertainment is rumored to debut in the upcoming girl group with Produce 101 participants Kim Chaewon and Miyawaki Sakura. However, Huh has been actively posting original music and covers on different streaming platforms. As she continues to keep fans impressed with her talents, many people anticipate the debut of HYBE’s newest girl group.

Memorable vocalist Song Yuqi (Rank 11) of Cube Entertainment is part of (G)I-DLE who continues to release comebacks that showcase the uniqueness of the members. With tracks that will have you dancing and singing along, (G)I-DLE continues to showcase a different side to 4th Gen girl groups.

There have only been speculations and rumors surrounding a reunion concert for 1CON. All that can be said for now is that the members are in close contact with each other and working hard to continue dominating the K-Pop industry in their own ways.

“Y/N, you’ve got emails from H1ghr Music, AOMG, and THE L1VE. What would you like me to do with the other emails you’ve received from other companies?” Park Soeun, your manager, asks as she barges into your home office with her eyes trained on her iPad.

As she looks up, she takes in the sight; messy papers laid out on the table; knickknacks and souvenirs from 1CON members scattered all over the floor; you in your most devilish state whose hair is all over the place with clothes from yesterday.

“God, Y/N. What in the world happened here?” Soeun asks as she picks up all the gifts from your ex-peers.

“It’s been so long since the girls and I got together, so we got kinda crazy last night.”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t explain the mess in your office. Jesus… Y/N, I never knew your office could get even messier and more… disorganized,” She continues as she settles on placing all the gifts from 1CON on an empty shelf. “I didn’t even know you would end up going to that reunion.”

You sigh as you continue to click away on your computer, ignoring her last comment.

“Drunk me decided they wanted to work despite being intoxicated,” You mention as you continue to loop a specific segment in the instrumental you’ve been working on all night.

“You haven’t slept?!” She exclaims, attempting to gather and pile up the papers scattered all over your desk. When you let out a hum, she sighs as you continue to immerse yourself in your work.

“Y/N, I think we need to talk.”

“About?”

“This.” As you finally look away from your monitor, you see Soeun with her arms crossed as she hugs her iPad.

“Oh god, don’t tell me what I think it is.”

“I’m serious. We need to talk about what’s going to happen to us,” Soeun demands as she finally takes a seat in front of you. Before you could protest, she continued.

“Y/N, you’ve been doing this for a year, and I’ve stuck with you the whole time. From pre-debut, disbandment, and even until deciding to leave JYP, I stayed with you because I wanted to support you.”

Ultimately, you knew it was hard for Soeun to leave her job at JYP Entertainment to support you. Giving up her stable job to follow you has become one of your biggest burdens to carry to this day.

As she sees the frown on your face, she continues. “I didn’t leave because of an impulse decision. In fact, I left because I knew that working at JYP isn’t what I want at the end of everything. Y/N, I don’t know if you know this but you don’t give yourself enough credit for all the things you’ve gone through and accomplished.”

“I think that’s an overstatement. I don’t think I’ve–”

“You have accomplished a lot of things. You debuted with 1CON, made the difficult decision of leaving a well-known company to pursue your dreams with full creative freedom, and produced music for artists that continue to dominate the charts.”

Silence settles between you two as you try to take in her words. You love the compliments and praise you receive, but sometimes you feel it is never enough. This leads you to overexert yourself; the need to constantly achieve as if it is your only purpose in life.

“You need to give yourself more credit, which also means recognizing that you deserve more.” You knew where this conversation was going, and you didn’t want to hear her continue.

“Soeun, please don’t–”

“I’m sorry Y/N, but you need to at least hear me out. I really think you need to sign with a company.”

With that, you close your eyes as you take in her words. It hurts enough to see people on the Internet constantly discuss the success you could have gained if you were signed with a company, but it pains you physically to hear the same words from someone who knew you inside and out.

“I know your experiences with JYP and Stone Music Entertainment are some that you wish to forget, and I will never forget nor can I ever excuse the amount of mistreatment you faced under those two. However, I do think you can find yourself signed with another company, possibly a better one that knows how to treat you right,” Soeun says.

You finally open your eyes and nod, giving her the signal that she could continue. “It’s hard for both you and me to keep up with the demand. Although we have Taeyeon to help with styling and Sungyoon for photos and music videos, we only have such little manpower to keep up. You could be earning more, maybe relaxing more if you get signed with a company.”

With that, you let out a sigh. “Where is this coming from? Is it because of the number of emails I’ve left unanswered?”

Soeun shakes her head and says, “It’s not really that. Of course, I’ve had to deal with this when I still worked in JYP, but it isn’t the main reason I’m having this talk with you.”

“I’m going to be putting in my two-week notice.” You knew this day would come; she is resigning.

“I applied for jobs at different companies and I got an email back.”

“Congrats Soeun, you deserve it,” You say with a half-hearted smile.

You mean it, but it hurt to know that Soeun would not be with you as you continue your journey. She became a permanent presence in your life, and you could never imagine life without her in it.

Before you could allow yourself to be vulnerable, you decided to ask, “So, which company? I’m excited to hear who’s lucky to have Kim Soeun.” She lets out a laugh.

“I got signed with Cre.ker Entertainment. They had an opening for another managerial position,” She says as you nod.

“That’s the company of The Boyz, right?” She lets out an ‘mhm’ as you continue to nod once again.

“Y/N, you do have an email from that company, if you haven’t realized,” Soeun points out.

As you decide to finally open your email, several unread and unanswered emails greet you. Typing the word “Cre.ker,” you find the email Soeun mentioned. Two weeks ago, you received an email from them to which you have not gotten around to replying or reading.

— — —

FROM: Cre.ker Entertainment <[email protected]>

TO: Y/N <y/[email protected]>

SUBJECT: THE BOYZ’s SUB-UNIT “NEWSUN” TRACK

Good day, Y/N!

Cre.ker Entertainment is reaching out to you in hopes you will accept our request to produce a track for The Boyz’s upcoming album.

The sub-unit “NEWSUN” (which comprises New and Sunwoo) has requested that you produce their track on the upcoming album. If you wish to accept the offer, please let us know no later than two weeks.

We look forward to hearing from you and working with you.

— — —

“Huh, this is funny. I only have until today to reply,” You mention which Soeun chuckles at.

“I mentioned that you got an email from them about a week ago. You said you would get back to them, but clearly, you haven’t.”

“Yeah well, I shouldn’t be trusted with emails,” You reply to which she rolls her eyes. “Figures.”

“Anyway, going back to what we were discussing. You deserve more—a lot more, actually.” She grabs your hand. “I am not saying that I invalidate your experiences nor can I say that this type of mistreatment is not a general thing found with K-Pop companies, but I believe you can sign with a company that will understand what you want.” You think over what she says but never give a reply.

“I just want you to know that I appreciate working and supporting you for… god knows how long. I’ll be sending my formal resignation to your email. Please read it,” She begs which has you laughing.

“Yeah yeah, I will.” She smiles and stands up from her seat.

“Y/N, think over what I said.” She sucks in a breath. “You deserve more, and I want you to be secured in your career as you continue your journey in the industry. I’m not saying you should audition for Cre.ker Entertainment, but I’m saying to look into companies you’re interested to be under. I’ll just be in the room beside you.”

As she leaves your office, you are left with your thoughts and nothing more. In these moments, you miss being with 1CON the most.

It is 4:07 AM, and you are still seated in your home office. In fact, it’s your only office as you cannot afford to rent a separate place for work. You have finally finished the track for Jung Wheein’s album and sent it over to THE L1VE through email.

As you think back to Soeun’s words, you decide to open up the email from Cre.ker Entertainment. Reading it once more, you decide to search for The Boyz on YouTube. You know of them and some of their tracks, but you decided that was not enough.

Searching up the words “NEW & SUNWOO” on YouTube, you find a video of theirs that covers “Nerdy Love,” a song you adore from an artist you highly respect. You decide to click the video and watch what the two boys had to offer.

Despite thinking you did not know enough, you knew who was who thanks to Jiwoo, your ex-peer. She is friends with New (or Chanhee) as they would be special MCs for music shows. After all the time they spent joking around behind the scenes, Jiwoo adores him and thinks of him as one of her closest friends now.

You remember how she described him to you two days ago. “Chanhee is the nicest guy I’ve ever met, and I trust him with almost everything. I hope you get to meet him one day! He’s a huge fan of your work,” She told you at the 1CON reunion two days ago.

However, you have no idea who Sunwoo is. All you know is that Heejin is sort of friends with him but they do not spend a lot of time with each other due to schedule conflicts. The most they ever interact with each other is whenever they play video games with other people their age. If you could recall, all Heejin had to say was that he was nice, and that is as much as you can remember.

Yet, you could not deny that you found him pleasing to look at. Maybe it is his hair, smile, or even the aura he gives off, but your eyes found themselves focusing on him. In the way he performs, you can see how much he enjoys performing.

Throughout your time in the industry, you have seen many artists work in their craft. Many idols share the unfortunate fate of working with peers they despise while others are not given the liberty to work on the tracks they put out. However, only some can say they enjoy what they do—only some can confidently say they love what they do. Sunwoo and Chanhee look like they fit in the latter.

Seeing the two boys vibe and perform one of your favorite songs was such a delight. In fact, you ended up looping the video as you continued to enjoy their cover. You also did not want to admit to having it just play in the background as you continued to finally go through your emails. Knowing Soeun, she would be happy to hear that you finally replied to the many companies reaching out to you.

Despite knowing what to say to which company, there is one company you did not know how to respond to. As you see the same email you read a while ago from Cre.ker Entertainment, you let out a sigh. The more you thought about it, the more you realized it could possibly help out Soeun get used to Cre.ker Entertainment.

As someone who does not want to let her go, you should have denied the company stealing her away from you. If anything, you felt as if you needed to resent Cre.ker Entertainment. Yet, you knew that Soeun resigning did not mean she would be gone forever. After everything, she is your best friend who stuck with you through thick and thin. You only want what is best for her—that is what makes her happy.

With that, you knew your answer.

“God if I knew Play M Entertainment and Cre.ker Entertainment were going to merge to form IST, I would have said no,” You say as you look up at the building in front of you.

“Sorry Y/N, I thought you knew! I think you should at least hear them out and if you can’t do it, you can just–”

“No, it’s fine. I can do this. I mean, it’s not like I will see her, you know?” You say as you take a deep breath.

With that, you enter the building with Soeun. As she walks to the front desk to talk to the woman about your appointment, you decide to take in your surroundings. The building is just like any other company; it reminds you of your trainee days. Despite being inside different company buildings to produce for artists, you can never stop being reminded of what happened to you then.

Before you could think about it anymore, Soeun loops her arm with yours. “C’mon, let’s go,” She says with a smile.

She always knew how to take care of you. With that, you two walk together to the elevator and try to make your way to the meeting room.

“I know you’re nervous about bumping into–”

“Please don’t say her name! What if someone catches on?” You exclaim which she nods at.

“Yeah, you’re right. Please don’t think about it too much because I don’t want you to be stressed about that and this meeting.”

“I’ll try. God, why did they have to merge?” You practically ask the universe as you and Soeun stand right in front of a door.

“No time to complain, you’ve got this. I hope you know I’m proud of you for still pushing through with this.”

“Soeun, you only told me that they merged when we were in the car. I almost grabbed that steering wheel.”

“Either way, just hear them out. I heard from my friends that Chanhee and Sunwoo are big fans of your work.”

With that, you sigh. “Fine. Just know I took this job because I wanted to see where you work.”

“I also know you did it because you wanted me to adjust already. I hope you know that I love you,” She says with a smile.

She then opens the door to see The Boyz’s manager, Sunwoo, and Chanhee seated. The three stand up from their seats to greet and bow at the two of you.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you all! I’m Soeun, Y/N’s manager, and I’ll be here to assist,” Soeun says as you two enter, bowing at the three. Once you and Soeun take a seat, you notice that you are seated right in front of Sunwoo.

Seeing him in the video was hard but seeing him right in front of you was even harder. As soon as he flashed a smile, you immediately looked away and hoped you were not red. If Soeun found out you were reacting this way about someone, she would never let you live it down (which is why you hope she would never notice).

“Hello, I’m Jihoon. Before anything, I think I should let them introduce themselves. They’ve been waiting for this moment to finally meet you,” Their manager says, which has both Chanhee and Sunwoo flustered.

“Ah, you didn’t have to mention that! But hello, I’m Chanhee! It’s nice to finally meet you. Jiwoo mentioned that she talked to you about me,” Chanhee greets you with a bow to which you smile.

“And I’m Sunwoo. Both Chanhee and I really enjoy your work, and we look forward to working with you,” Sunwoo follows right after with a bow.

“Ah, thank you so much. I look forward to working with you as well,” You manage to say without your voice cracking. You were flustered, and you were pretty sure it was showing with how red your cheeks were. God, you knew Soeun was going to make fun of you later.

“Alright, I guess we can start.”

The meeting was a success. Soeun handled most of it but you managed to chime in every now and then and understand what they needed from you.

“What was it with you a while ago?” Soeun asked when you two finally reached your place.

“What do you mean?”

“Y/N, I know how you act when you find someone attractive. Is it Sunwoo? I won’t judge you.” You choose not to answer her as you go to the kitchen. “So it is!”

“I didn’t even answer!” You exclaim as you look through the fridge.

“I get it though, he is very attractive.”

“Soeun, you’re so annoying. Please stop,” You whine as you decide to grab some water.

“Well, good luck to you! You have to meet with them two days from now. You have only a week from your first meeting with him to submit the final track. Yes, final track, okay? Please remember that,” Soeun says as she notes it on her iPad.

“God, I don’t know why I agreed. That’s barely enough time to produce something satisfactory, let alone a good final track.” Soeun pats your shoulder as she continues to look down at her iPad.

“Don’t forget, you were the one who said yes when I tried to negotiate.” You let out a groan and take a seat.

“I mean if you said yes because you wanted to spend more time with Sunwoo–”

“Please stop. I don’t want to cross any boundaries of our strictly work relationship” You practically beg, to which she laughs.

“You’ve got this! Let me know if you need me to negotiate with Jihoon again. Just keep me updated on whatever ends up happening between you two,” She says with a smile as she walks away.

“Soeun, nothing is going to happen!” You exclaim which only makes her let out another laugh.

“You never know!”

It has been two days since that meeting, and you regret agreeing to the set deadline. It feels as if you have not gotten any wink of sleep in the last 48 hours as the stress and anxiety got to you. As you entered the building with a cup of coffee in your hand, you informed the woman at the front desk that you were expected to attend another meeting with Sunwoo and Chanhee.

“Please make yourself comfortable and wait here. I’ll just ring up their manager–”

“They’re with me!” You hear someone shout from behind you. As you turn to look, you see Sunwoo walking towards you and greeting you with a bow which you return.

“It’s nice to see you again,” He says, making you smile.

“I’ll bring them up, just inform hyung.” Sunwoo signals you to follow him as he makes his way to the elevator.

“So, how are you? I’m guessing you managed to think of something within the two days?” He asks as you two wait for the elevator to arrive.

You laugh as you shake your head. “I wish.”

“Did you get any sleep?” You shake your head in response which he laughs at.

“Well, if you pass out, I’ll be there to cover for you,” He says only for you to get shy.

“Oh god, you don’t–”

“I was just kidding Y/N, sorry if it wasn’t obvious.” The elevator doors finally open and you both get in.

“Oh, that’s my bad,” You say as you let out a nervous laugh.

“Hey, it’s no problem.”

The elevator doors finally close and you two go up. As silence engulfs you two, you somehow think it is your fault.

“I, uhm, tend to be very shy around new people. I’m not usually like this,” You say to break the silence.

He looks at you with a smile and nods. “No worries, Chanhee and Heejin said the same.”

You were surprised to find out that he’s talked about you to others. As you continued to look straightforward, you would only hope that Heejin or Jiwoo did not mention anything embarrassing to the two.

“I never got to ask, but how are you?” You decided to finally ask him.

“Oh, well it’s been alright?” He says in an unsure manner which has you raising an eyebrow at him.

“Well, the guys and I have been practicing the choreography for our comeback, and I’ve been kind of nervous about how Chanhee and I’s track is going to turn out. Not that I’m trying to say I don’t trust you, but I am nervous about how well I’m going to execute your vision,” He admits.

“If it helps, I think whatever you do will perfectly execute what I see.” You smile at him to which he smiles back.

“Oh, so you trust me that much? How much have you seen my performances to say that?” He asks as he faces you and leans against the wall, a smug look on his face. Something about how he keeps the conversation going makes you less shy than before.

“Well, I had to do my research,” You admit with a smirk.

“Oh, the famous Y/N has done their research on me? What do you know about me?” He asks to which you decide to face him as well. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

He chuckles as soon as the elevator doors open. “Well don’t think I didn’t research you,” He says and walks out with you following.

You two eventually arrive at one of the recording studios with no Chanhee to be found.

“Oh, where’s Chanhee?” You ask as you look around the recording studio.

“Oh, I forgot to mention that Chanhee wouldn’t be sitting in for a lot of the production process because he has a bunch of other schedules to attend to. I hope you don’t mind spending this time with me,” Sunwoo says with a smile as he takes a seat on the couch.

“Oh, I see,” You say as you stay rooted in place.

“If you’re uncomfor–”

“No no, it’s okay. As I said, I’m just shy,” You cut him off and muster the biggest and most awkward smile.

Before you could apologize for your behavior, Sunwoo lets out a giggle. “Y/N, I get it, but you don’t have to be awkward around me.”

His words of reassurance allow you to breathe just for a little. There is something about Sunwoo that makes you both nervous yet comfortable. You did not know how, but that only made you want to know more about him.

You decide to take a seat on the office chair in front of the mixing console and spin it to face Sunwoo. “Alright, I think we should go through what you and Chanhee want from the track. I know Jihoon discussed it in the meeting but I would like to hear it from you,” You say as you set down your cup of coffee on the coffee table.

“Well, Chanhee and I really want an R&B track for this album. Think of, I don’t know, “Nerdy Love” if you know that track,” Sunwoo explains which makes you smile.

“Yeah, I do know that. It’s one of my favorites.” And with that, Sunwoo smirks.

“I’m guessing you’ve listened to our cover if you did research on us.”

You choose to not answer and grab your notebook and pen as you try to suppress a smile. “Ah, not answering means ‘yes’, by the way.”

“No, it doesn’t!” You scoff.

“It’s just a simple question, Y/N. Why won’t you answer it?” The stupid smile on his face has your heart doing little flips.

“There would be no fun in just answering. You’ll find out soon enough,” You say as you open your notebook to a clean page only for him to chuckle.

“Can you expound a bit more on what the main message of the song is?” You inquire as you write down some points.

“It’s a love song.” That has you scrunching your nose which Sunwoo notices.

“Hey, what’s the problem with that?!” He exclaims which makes you laugh.

“There’s no problem.”

“That expression you made a while ago didn’t say that.”

“Just don’t pay attention to my facial expressions! I won’t react, just continue,” You say as you look up from the notebook.

“It’s hard to not look at you,” He says as he tilts his head to the side with that stupid smile you have grown to both love and hate within that small period of time. You were flustered, and you did not know how to respond.

“Yeah, it’s a love song with a twist,” Sunwoo says as he tries to get back on topic (to which you are thankful for). “Picture this, Y/N.”

“I’m listening.”

“No no, close your eyes.” He urges you to do so in which you furrow your eyebrows. “What the fuck, I am not doing that.”

“Oh come on! It’ll immerse you in what Chanhee and I envisioned.”

“Sunwoo, I think you can explain it and I’ll follow through with what you’re saying.”

Sunwoo pouts at your answer as he crosses his arms. “I wouldn’t want to inform Heejin but…”

“Is that a threat?” You gasp when he simply looks around the room.

With that, you sigh and close your eyes. “Go on, I won’t keep my eyes closed forever,” You say and you hear him clap.

“Alright! Imagine this; you’ve known someone for a while, okay? And let’s say this person is someone you’ve been flirting with. You know, the push and pull, playful flirting, all the things you would do for something that started off as casual. Are you imagining it?”

“Yes Sunwoo, I am,” You sigh, which he laughs at.

“Okay. With time, you start to realize that you might actually like this person.”

“Woah, shocker.”

“C’mon Y/N, let me finish!” You laugh and decide to shut up. “Go on.”

“So, you’re on the brink of falling for them but you don’t want to admit anything. But plot twist: they seem to also be falling for you! And there comes a night where the two of you are chilling, but you two don’t want to drink for the reason that you two might confess under the influence.” As you listened to him, you got to envision what he was saying.

“You know, being with someone you like surrounded by alcohol is a dangerous combination,” You say as you finally open your eyes.

“Exactly! It’s the risk that makes it all scary because you don’t want to come off as ingenuine,” He continues to explain which has you nodding along and taking notes.

“Hm, I get it now. I dig it.” That has Sunwoo standing up from the couch with his arms spread out.

“I told you so! Chanhee and I know what are good love songs, not saying I hate love songs but clearly someone in this room does,” He says as he continues to look around, avoiding your gaze.

“I don’t hate love songs! I never said that, so stop putting words into my mouth,” You try to defend yourself as you roll your eyes. Sunwoo takes a seat again as he furrows his eyebrows at you.

“Y/N, I researched you too. There’s no need to lie.”

You let out a sigh. “Fine, I do.”

“And why so?” Sunwoo decides to ask which has you grabbing your cup of coffee to take a sip.

“Ask me later after we make some progress and I’ll answer,” You say which has Sunwoo rolling his eyes, a little smile playing on his lips.

It’s been three hours since you and Sunwoo decided to work, and there has been little to no success.

“God, why did I agree to that deadline?” You mutter to yourself as you shut your eyes with your hands over them in frustration. Sunwoo heard you as he was writing and crossing out lyrics for the track.

“Hey Y/N, why don’t we grab some lunch first?” You open your eyes and look behind you to see Sunwoo up from his seat.

“We haven’t made any progress.”

“Yeah, but you of all people should know that creativity and productivity don’t come with an empty stomach,” He tries to reason out as he walks to you and sets his hands on your chair.

As you look back at the computer in front of you, you see nothing on GarageBand. During times like these, you knew you had to get out of the studio. Whenever you hit a wall, the only solution was to find inspiration outside.

“Alright, let’s get some lunch,” You give in as you close the program and get up from your seat. “Where to?”

“I know a place for us to eat.”

Once the two of you exit the building, you follow Sunwoo as he leads you to where you two will be eating.

“So, why hate love songs?” He decides to ask which has you chuckling.

“I thought we agreed on asking once we’ve made progress, and clearly we haven’t.”

“Oh come on, we need to talk and get to know each other so that we can eventually get over the hurdle,” Sunwoo says which has you sighing.

“Fine. It’s just, I don’t know, cliché? It gets so repetitive that it gets so boring and typical.”

“Ah, you’re one of those people.” That has you letting out a gasp and looking right at him.

“What do you mean by that?!”

He only giggles as he continues to look straight forward. “C’mon Y/N, don’t look at me and look at where you’re going. You might trip.”

“As if–” Before you could finish, you trip and almost fall. It seemed like the universe was out to get you because Sunwoo was right. You were about to brace yourself for the impact, but a pair of arms grabbed your waist before you could fall.

“Oh my god, Y/N! I told you so!” Sunwoo exclaims as he lets go of you.

You wish you could say something but you were too embarrassed about Sunwoo wrapping his arms around you to save you from falling. As the two of you stood there, facing each other, you were about to apologize.

“Uh, sorry, I–”

“Just be careful next time, okay?” Sunwoo says as he rubs your head, messing up your hair. Before you could say anything, he grabs your hand and starts to walk with you following.

Usually, you would get mad if someone messed up your hair but there was something about Sunwoo that made you crave his touch. You hated how you were reacting this way over this guy. As the two of you held hands while you walked to the restaurant, you swear your heart almost burst out of your chest.

The two of you quickly arrived at the restaurant that Sunwoo wanted to bring you to; it was a small Japanese restaurant. As the two of you entered, the bells by the door seemed to chime which grabbed the servers’ attention. “Irasshaimase!”

A lady dressed in a red kimono walked to the two of you with a big smile. “Ah, Sunwoo! How are you?”

“I’m okay! I’ve been working really hard for our upcoming comeback,” Sunwoo replies with a grin that seems to warm both the lady’s and your hearts.

“Oh, you come with a guest! Hello! You are–oh my god, you’re a member of 1CON, right?” The lady asks you, showing the same smile she gave to Sunwoo.

“Ah yes, I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you,” You say as you bow.

“Just a table for two, please.” With that, the lady nods and brings you two to a table located in a small room for privacy. As the two of you get seated, the lady hands you two menus to browse.

“By the way, I’m Hikaru, your server for today. Y/N, Sunwoo frequents here with the other members, so you can always ask him for recommendations,” She tells you which makes you smile. “I will.”

“Sunwoo, I didn’t know you were going out with an ex-member of 1CON! They’re one of Korea’s sweethearts,” Hikaru says, which has you freezing from reading the items on the menu. You knew your cheeks were red, so it surprised you when you decided to look up and see Sunwoo’s cheeks painted red as well.

“Ah, it’s not like that. We’re just colleagues,” He tries to explain which Hikaru understands.

“Oh, I see! I didn’t know. You two would make a good pair though,” She says as she leaves the room which has you both frozen in your seats.

Sunwoo lets out an awkward chuckle and decides to avoid your gaze. “So, what do you like to eat? This place is known for their sushi but they do have really good katsudon.”

“Yeah, sushi works for me.” Once Sunwoo ordered a bunch of sushi platters, the two of you were left in awkward silence.

“So, what do you mean I am one of those people?” You decide to ask to lighten up the mood which was successful as he seemed to laugh.

“I’m just saying, you are part of the people who hate on love songs to be “unique” for some odd reason,” He explains while doing air quotations.

“I don’t hate them just to be unique. I am not that shallow!”

“Alright, so why then?” You sigh as you look at your glass of water.

“I just think they set an unrealistic standard for what love really is.” Sunwoo tilts his head in confusion and asks, “Care to expound?”

“I’m not dramatic or anything, by the way. I think love just isn’t what lyricists make it out to be,” You say as you finally look straight at him.

“Okay, so what are your experiences with it then?”

“Woah Sunwoo, jumping right into it? Give me some time.” You chuckle.

“Oh, I didn’t mean to–”

“I was just kidding, Sunwoo. You’re good.” Sunwoo only smiles and drinks some water.

“What about you? Why do you seem to love love songs?”

“I don’t know what else to say other than I’m a hopeless romantic,” He admits with a small smile.

“Good experiences with love then I’m guessing?”

“Sure, but I just continue to love as if it’s my first time doing so.”

With that, Sunwoo has you smiling. Something about his answer makes your heart throb; you knew it would be a privilege to be loved by him. “Wow, you really are a hopeless romantic.”

Sunwoo rolls his eyes at your comment. “Alright, sue me! There’s nothing wrong with being one.”

You hum as you prop your arm on the table and rest your chin on your hand. “Yeah, it just adds more to my research.”

“Sunwoo, you sure know the best places to eat,” You admit as you try to keep yourself awake from entering a food coma.

Sunwoo smiles both at what you say and how your eyes slightly droop. “Thank you. My friend, Haknyeon, suggested this place back when we were in our trainee days. Now, we eat here so much that everyone seems to know the usual.”

You giggle and let out a small sigh as you look down at the table. “It must be nice to hang out with your friends almost every single second of the day.”

Sunwoo notices the small frown that is about to appear on your face. Before he could say anything, you shake your head as you chuckle and say, “Anyway, shall we head out?”

All Sunwoo did was nod and stand up with you as you exited the small function room. You took this opportunity to look around the restaurant and notice a bar with a small stage beside it. On that stage, people were playing different instruments as they performed a jazzy tune you were unfamiliar with.

Before Sunwoo could leave the restaurant, he noticed you staring in awe at the performers. There was something with how you admired a trio of musicians; the glint in your eyes as you observed how they pluck the strings of their instruments or played the keys of the piano; the slight bobbing of your head as you tried to go along with the tempo they played. The absolute adoration that seemed to show on your face made Sunwoo want—no, need to have you around to experience more moments like these.

Suddenly, your face of admiration morphed into realization. As you meet Sunwoo’s gaze, you say, “I figured it out.”

It is 8:37 PM. You and Sunwoo have spent the last four or five hours working on your own to create the best track suited for their unit song. In those hours, you managed to create the base track on GarageBand and think of a melody in your head. Yet, within those hours, you never noticed how much Sunwoo spent his time looking at you.

“I think I have it,” You finally say as you remove your headphones and look back to see Sunwoo who was on his fifth page full of messy words and scribbles. “Sure, you can play it out loud.”

You change the output settings to speakers and play the track for the two of you to listen. The sound of the electric guitar, the bass, and the drums came all together. You carefully watched Sunwoo as you await his response to the 45-second recording you produced.

As the track finally came to an end, you could not tell what Sunwoo thought of it. “I know it’s not a lot, but that was something I imagined for the track to turn out,” You admit as you continued to stare at him.

“Could you play it again?” You listened to his request and followed. One loop of the short recording turned into three more loops, and you were scared. No matter how many artists you have produced tracks for, you always find yourself anxious about everyone’s feedback.

Sunwoo bopped his head along with the track as he went through the lyrics he wrote. As it reached the end, he looked up to give you a big smile. “It sounds amazing. You never fail to amaze me.”

Despite only getting to know him today, something about those words seemed to warm your heart. With that, you smile as you get off your seat and say, “I kind of thought of the melody too. Care to give me a hand with recording it?”

Sunwoo nodded with the same smile plastered on his face as he got off his seat. Once you entered the recording booth, you saw him seated right in front of the mixing console and desktop. You wear the headphones and test the microphone.

“Am I at a good volume?” You speak into the microphone and earn a nod from him.

“You can play the track, just make sure I’m being recorded.” With that, Sunwoo gives you a thumbs-up and presses a few buttons.

Once you heard the track play out in your headphones, you decided to hum a short tune. Sometimes, you even sang a few lines that came to you on the spot. Some of the things you said did not make sense but Sunwoo seemed to enjoy every single line you sang.

When the track ended abruptly, you look at Sunwoo only to see those doe eyes full of adoration.

“Y/N, please tell me you slept because–oh? You actually slept,” Soeun says in shock as she enters your bedroom and sees you still in bed.

“Soeun, what time is it?” You ask groggily as you rub your eyes.

“11 AM. I am quite surprised you slept.”

“Yeah well, Sunwoo and I squeezed out too much creative juices yesterday and basically ran dry,” You explained as you sat up and stretched your limbs.

“Mhm, how was it? Any progress?” You roll your eyes and get out of bed to walk to your closet

“Soeun, I know I fall quick and hard for almost any person but I am not going to indulge in this one.”

“We’ll see about that,” Soeun mutters loud enough for you to hear.

Before you could interject, she says, “Jihoon told me that Chanhee wouldn’t be participating in the production process due to the schedules he has to attend. Although Jihoon did say Chanhee was incredibly upset.” You nod and hum as you decide what to wear for the day.

“Which means more time with Sunwoo!”

“Soeun!”

“So, Y/N.”

“Yes?”

“Mind if I could ask you something personal?”

“Depends how you define ‘personal’.”

“How was it in 1CON? How was it to be the nation’s sweetheart?” The way Sunwoo phrased it had you laughing.

“God, I am not the nation’s sweetheart,” You deny as you decide to take a short break and look back at him.

“That’s not what the publications say! Almost every news outlet calls 1CON that.”

“I was ranked seventh, and it was a miracle! I even questioned how I managed to make it to the final lineup,” You argue as you take a sip of matcha that Sunwoo had surprised you with when you entered the building. You did not know how he knew but you could only guess that he researched on you even more.

Sunwoo frowns at your reply and says, “You went against a hundred contestants, you shouldn’t downplay your efforts.”

You only sigh and decide to cut the argument short. “Well, 1CON was just like any group; there’s not much to say.”

“Wasn’t the training difficult?”

You chose to keep your answer short and say, “It was, but my time with 1CON is something I still cherish to this day. I made some friends that I still talk to and hang out with until this day.”

“You’re close friends with Jiwoo and Heejin, right?” You nod as you look up to the ceiling, remembering the fun you had with 1CON. Despite everything you have been through, you would sometimes justify the mistreatment you faced with your debut with 1CON.

“I’m close with Yuri also, but I’m casual with everyone,” You tell a white lie to Sunwoo, knowing he would never find out.

“You came from JYP, right?”

“Wow, Sunwoo, you really have been doing research on me. You know you could always just ask! You can’t trust all the things you see on the Internet!”

Sunwoo giggles at your response, his smile showing up once more. “I’m just curious since Ryujin and Chaeryeong are from the same company as you.”

“Brilliant observation from Mr. Kim Sunwoo.” You point out which has Sunwoo laughing once more.

“I’m serious! Wouldn’t you have debuted with them?”

You sigh as you take another sip of matcha. “I would’ve but I am here producing tracks for others.”

Silence engulfs you two as both of you continue to bask in your answer. “Don’t get me wrong, I do love producing. Sometimes, I look at the artists who perform the tracks I produce and think, “Wow, I could never do that.””

Sunwoo was about to interject but you continued to speak. “But I can’t deny that I miss being on stage. The stadiums, the fansigns, the fans… and performing with friends. 1CON has changed my life, and sometimes I wish I could go back to when we were still together.”

It has been a while since you have gotten to vocalize your thoughts, and it felt nice to let this out to Sunwoo. Soeun knew all of your struggles and inner thoughts, but you always felt bad for repeating the same words and thoughts. Now that you got to vocalize this to Sunwoo, you felt at ease around him.

“I wish you would realize that you are talented to perform the tracks you produced,” Sunwoo speaks up which has you ripping your gaze from the ceiling to look right at him.

“Y/N, I do think you are capable enough—no, even more than capable to perform the tracks you have produced. I’ve listened to your own tracks, the ones you published yourself, and I believe they are the most beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard.” Your eyes are in awe over his words. “You are a very talented person, Y/N, and you might have to be my favorite producer and artist out there.”

What Sunwoo says has you starstruck. The way he thought and viewed you should have put this huge amount of pressure on you, but you were pleasantly surprised when you were met with a breath of fresh air.

“Wow, you are very passionate about this,” You finally speak up, trying to shrug off the fact that he complimented you.

Sunwoo frowns at your response and says, “Y/N, you really should give yourself more credit.”

With that, you sigh and give in for once. “Thank you, Sunwoo.”

It was weird to think how someone thought all of that about you. Having someone think of you as their favorite artist and producer? In an industry full of capable and even more talented individuals compared to little you? It felt even weirder to know that someone had to be Sunwoo.

“So, what about you? What’s it like to be in The Boyz?”

It is 2:32 AM, and you and Sunwoo are seated inside the convenience store having some late-night snacks. You could officially say you were done with 75% done with the track. You needed to work on the bridge and outro for you to finally do the final arrangements and call it finished. Sunwoo was going at a pretty good pace; he finished writing the lyrics for almost all of Chanhee’s parts and had to do some final edits on his rap.

“Hmm, I don’t know. I guess you could say it was just like any trainee experience: difficult.” You hum as you take a sip of banana milk and stare out the window.

“There were the unhealthy diets, the long hours of practice, and the scolding. God, the scolding from the company was too much that I contemplated leaving.”

“But you didn’t leave.”

Sunwoo sighs and says, “Yeah, I didn’t. Yet, there were numerous times when I wondered if all the shit I was going through would be worth it, you know? Is all the pain and suffering I’m going through right now that worth it for a debut with a group I wasn’t sure would be a success?”

You understood every word that Sunwoo was saying at that moment. The way he phrased his thoughts was exactly your thoughts back then. Despite you sharing the same sentiments with Sunwoo, you chose to not speak of the past you kept hidden.

“I see. But you’re happy now, right? Happy with The Boyz?” You decide to ask as you finally look at him.

“I couldn’t imagine my life without them. My beginning was with them and they will be my ending as well,” Sunwoo admits with a small smile on his face as he looks back at you.

During that moment, you lay your hand on his shoulder and say, “Sunwoo, I am happy that despite everything, you persevered through it all. I am so glad that you made your debut with a group that loves and cares for you. They are so lucky to have someone like you.”

Sunwoo’s eyes widen at your words, clearly not expecting to hear that. Before you could take your hand off his shoulder, he grabs it and holds your hand in his.

“Yeah… I’m so glad to have met you.” He looks out the window. “You know, you really are the nation’s sweetheart in every aspect I’ve gotten to know. The world is so lucky to have you.”

His hushed words have you flustered; it seems harder to not like him when he continues to say shit like that. As his smile followed after those words, you knew you were screwed when you felt your heart beat out of your chest. So when he said the words “C’mon, I’ll take the bus with you going home. It’s too late for you to go home all by yourself,” you knew that it was impossible to not like a guy like Sunwoo.

“He OFFERED?!”

“Soeun! Quiet down!” You exclaim as you pat your face dry with a towel.

“Sorry, I was just surprised. Sunwoo is an actual decent guy,” Soeun says as she leans on your doorframe.

“Well, he is a really good guy. He has a heart of gold.”

As you say those words while you do your morning skincare routine, you notice Soeun’s expression through the mirror morph into that all-knowing smile you have learned to hate.

“God, I can say that and not pursue him. Let me be,” You say as you roll your eyes.

“I’m just saying that with all the stories you’ve told me, it seems that he likes you too.”

You laugh at her statement and continue on with your skincare routine.

“If you’re worried about dating bans, you don’t have one. Neither does Sunwoo, I’ve asked Jihoon.”

“SOEUN!”

“What?! I just thought to bring it up in case you didn’t know,” Soeun says with a small smile as she scrolls through some documents on her iPad.

You sigh as you continue with your skincare routine, a mind full of last night's events. Nothing much happened if you were to be honest. You are not sure why Soeun was making it a big deal because it seemed like a basic act of decency that anyone could perform. And yet, you were unsure why your heart would flutter when you remembered it.

“I don’t know, it’s just… weird for me. I mean, I did meet him recently.”

“Yeah, but you’ve spent a good chunk of time with Sunwoo. I never held it against you when you developed this crush on him, and I think it’s healthy! I mean, we’ve spent so many years together, and I like seeing you happy.”

Soeun’s words should have brought comfort to you, but doubt took over. You bite the inside of your cheek as you stare at yourself in the mirror.

“Yeah, but work comes first.”

“But–”

“Nope, I don’t want to hear anything from you,” You silence Soeun, making her frown. The work you did was more important than anything, even more than a stupid little crush you developed for a colleague. I mean, it would remain a crush, right?

Once you finished getting ready for the morning, your phone buzzed. As you grabbed onto it, you were surprised to see a text from Sunwoo.

zzoguri 🦝: hey Y/N! i was wondering if you were up to join me for this little party

y/n: sunwoo what happened to only meeting up for work? WHAHASGDH

zzoguri 🦝: okay but we need to have some breaks you know! we deserve it after all the progress we’ve made

y/n: do you not remember that we have a deadline to meet which is only 3 days from now

y/n: plus the times we aren’t together are breaks!

zzoguri 🦝: oh cmon y/n :( if you don’t want to hang that’s fine.

You furrow your eyes as you were unsure to respond.

“Why the frown?” Soeun asks, which makes you sigh and show your conversation to her. As she reads the chat, you notice how her expression morphs into disappointment.

“Y/N, you are on a different level of being dense.”

“What?! Why?”

“He’s asking you on a date!” She says which makes you frown even more.

“Asking me out to a party is not a date. What are you on?”

“Well, maybe not on a date date, but he’s finding opportunities to spend more time with you outside of the typical meetings or work hours.” She says as she shakes her head and goes back to her iPad.

You pout as you look back at your conversation. If Sunwoo thought this was a date (which you highly doubt), he needs to step up in his game.

“I’m not saying you should take his offer, but he just wants to spend more time with you, as a friend or maybe even more,” Soeun points out, which has you pondering even harder on how to respond. Once you reached a decision, you let out a sigh and type away

y/n: kim sunwoo, i enjoy spending time with you if you’re worried about that

y/n: send me the details and i’ll make sure to attend

zzoguri 🦝: wow THE y/n enjoys spending time with me. i am honored.

y/n: don’t get ahead of yourself

zzoguri 🦝: trust me, i’m only acting like this because i’m lucky to have you 😋

It sucks that you felt yourself smile and your cheeks warm at the message.

Sunwoo did not tell you much about the party, so you wore a smart casual outfit as a safety option. When you asked about the address, he only answered with an “I’ll be picking you up.” You were seated by the kitchen island as you continued to scroll through Twitter.

The praise your recent work got for Wheein’s album was a sight you loved, and you hoped for more collaborations with the soloist. On the charts, your work was doing well alongside the title track. After all the countless nights spent working on tracks, you always find yourself at ease after seeing how the public received them.

The doorbell rings, and you are reminded that you were waiting for Sunwoo. You stood up from your seat and swung the door open, surprised to be greeted by the man you were waiting for who was dressed up from his usual hoodie. As he saw you, not a single sound left him; he was stuck looking at you up and down.

“Uh, Sunwoo?” You ask to break the weird silence that seemed to engulf you two.

“Oh, sorry. I was just—you look wonderful.”

You smile to cover up the fact you were blushing, and joke, “You don’t think I look good the other times we’ve met?”

“Ah, that’s not what I mean. You look great every day, but today… you just look, even more beautiful right now.”

You did not expect Sunwoo to say that which has you more flustered than ever. It was impossible that Sunwoo did not know what he was doing to you; he should definitely know now.

“C’mon, we’ve got a party to attend,” He says with a smile as he grabs your hand.

As he got into the car with you, you noticed that it was Jihoon in the driver’s seat. To be honest, you were not sure why you were nervous about this whole thing. Maybe it felt weird to hold hands with Jihoon around; it also did not help to know Sunwoo had no dating ban.

With that, your hands started to get clammy, and you were about to let go of his hand. Yet, he never seemed to be bothered by your sweaty hands. Despite what you thought of the Pacific Ocean forming in your hands, he continued to hold it with the same grip. As he looked out the window to admire the city lights, you were left to admire the boy beside you.

The ride to the party did not take long. In fact, the location of it felt quite near IST Entertainment. The party took place in a building right beside the Japanese restaurant you and Sunwoo started to frequent after that one lunch. You could not help it; the sushi is to die for.

When the two of you entered the building, it was full of function rooms that could hold around a hundred to two hundred individuals. You expected Sunwoo to let go of your hand the moment you two exited the car, but he never did.

Eventually, you two arrived in front of a door. Before he could open it, you hold him back. He looks back at you with wide eyes that were laced with worry.

“Hey, are you okay?” You bite your lip as you felt your limbs fill with anxiety.

“I… I don’t know. Who are the people in there? I’m not the greatest in social gatherings so I might end up clinging onto you. Is that okay? I mean–”

Before you could continue on a tangent, Sunwoo lets go of your hand and grabs onto your face to gain your attention (which he successfully did). The warmth of his hands on your cheeks; the eye contact he held; everything about him had the ability to make you shut up and admire him like he is the only person on this earth. And that god-forsaken smile started to creep onto his lips—you were screwed.

“It’ll be alright. Cling onto me for as long as you want, I’ll make sure to keep you company. Don’t forget, I did invite you which makes me obligated to take care of you.” Before you could protest, he cuts you off.

“Sorry, don’t think I’m keeping you company as a task. I enjoy spending time with you too, and I want to spend whatever second I have left with you,” He says, which has your knees weak.

If Sunwoo did not know the power of his words, you would have smacked him then and there. There is no way the guy right in front of you is saying all this without knowing the impact these words would have on anyone. Maybe he was just as dense as Soeun thinks you are, and you were betting on it.

He eventually lets go of your face and grabs onto your hand once more. With that, he looks back to the door and swings it open. The two of you were greeted by strobe lights and BIBI’s “The Weekend” as you entered the function room.

If you had to guess, the party seemed to have at least fifty individuals (possibly a mix of idols and staff) who looked like they were having the time of their lives. As you were taking in your surroundings, you noticed idols such as Kim Yerim of Red Velvet and Mark Lee of NCT chatting with other idols you recognized.

The party was full of big shots, and that terrified you. Your nerves were starting to get to you that Sunwoo could notice. With that, you found yourself being brought in front of him so that he could hold onto your shoulders as you two walked.

“If you want to leave already, just let me know, okay?” He whispers into your ear as you continue to walk to wherever he is leading you to.

If people did not notice you were here, people definitely noticed now considering how close you and Sunwoo were. Before you could tell Sunwoo that others were staring, you two eventually arrived at a table occupied by ten other guys you knew from research—you can only assume it is the rest of his group.

“Guess who finally showed up!” Juyeon pointed out which has the rest of the group looking at you two.

“I know, I know. I had to pick up Y/N from their place.” Sunwoo says as he high-fives some of them.

“Oh my god, Y/N, please do take a seat,” Changmin says as he grabs onto the chair beside him. You give him a small smile and take a seat with Sunwoo doing the same beside you.

“I think I should introduce you to–”

“Oh, you don’t have to! I know who everyone is,” You cut Sunwoo off which has the rest of the group in shock.

“The Y/N knows us?! Korea’s sweetheart?!” Eric exclaims which has you giggling.

“Of course! Why would I agree to produce a track for Chanhee and Sunwoo if I didn’t know your group? What you guys put out is amazing!” The group expresses their gratitude after your compliment.

“I mean, the same goes for you! I would be embarrassed to admit this, but you were my bias when 1CON was still together,” Changmin says which has you laughing.

“Oh please, I don’t take compliments well,” You say as you try to shrug it off.

“I mean, Sunwoo was probably worse! He would–”

“Aish, shut up Haknyeon! Y/N doesn’t have to know,” Sunwoo attempts to cut Haknyeon off before he could spill anything.

“What? Now I wanna know!”

“Ah, Y/N! Don’t listen to him!” Sunwoo exclaims which makes you laugh at him.

“Sunwoo, I think Haknyeon has something very important to share with me. You wouldn’t want to stop us from being friends, would you?” When he gives you a pout, all you could do is giggle and pat his knee.

As the others seemed invested in their own conversations, Haknyeon says, “Well, Sunwoo had you as his bias even before you debuted in 1CON.” You gasp as you look at the guy moping beside you and back to Haknyeon.

“It was funny because he so badly wanted to meet you before but your group and The Boyz never had their schedules line up when it came to promotions. I remember when Changmin said he had you as his bias; the reaction on Sunwoo’s face is so memorable.” With that, you smile at Sunwoo who was busy sulking.

“Sunwoo, why didn’t you tell me this?” You ask which has him looking back at you.

“I didn’t think it was relevant to mention,” He mutters.

“You were just shy about it!” You exclaim as you could not stop yourself from smiling at the shy boy in front of you.

“Ah, whatever! New topic, please! Where’s Soobin and Yeonjun?”

“Uh, they were just here. However, Y/N! I forgot to mention that–” Before Haknyeon could finish his sentence, you were interrupted by your phone buzzing in your bag. As you grab it, you see a text message from Soeun.

ssongie 🐧: hey, let me know when you get back home! i’ll seriously scold jihoon if sunwoo doesn’t bring you back home.

ssongie 🐧: and i know you hate huge social gatherings so don’t hesitate to call me

ssongie 🐧: actually just call me when you're there so that i know you’re safe please <3

You giggle at Soeun’s messages and decide to get up from your seat.

“I just have to call Soeun,” You explain to Sunwoo and Haknyeon and excuse yourself from the table to go to the washroom. As you were busy typing out a response, you accidentally bump into someone.

“Oh my god, I’m so–”

“Y/N? I did not expect you to be here!” The voice belonged to someone you last wished to bump into, especially at a gathering full of idols. As you look up, you see the face of your ex-peer who constantly overshadowed you from pre-debut until disbandment.

Jiyoon—the one person you hoped to avoid encountering at any given moment, especially at IST Entertainment—just had to bump into you here. You were shocked by how the universe works. How could they make you meet her here, out of all the places too?

Before you could say anything, Jiyoon wrapped her arms around your figure. The sudden action did not help how surprised you were by the whole situation.

“Y/N, it’s been a while!” She exclaims once she lets go, clearly not noticing how you did not hug her back.

“I–we saw each other recently,” You say, which makes her laugh.

“Oh yeah! But I couldn’t stay for long, remember? I had to leave the moment you got there!” Jiyoon smiled at you which made you feel awkward.

The thing is Jiyoon never intentionally did anything bad to you. In fact, your old company was to blame for cultivating this competitive environment between you two. Yet, you were sure Jiyoon saw you as a competitor as well despite the façade she put on.

“Uh, yeah. What a bummer!” If she did not notice how awkward you feel about this encounter, she should definitely notice now.

You just wanted to get out of this horrible situation. The need to just crawl under your covers to isolate yourself from your memories and reality is so strong. It did not help that people were observing the interaction between you two. I mean, who would not want to see two of Korea’s sweethearts interact once more? Yet, you knew people were curious about what would go down between you two.

“How’s producing going for you? I was shocked to hear you didn’t debut with Ryujin and Chaeryeong in ITZY! Was it because you didn’t make it to the final line-up?” You frowned at her.

“Producing is amazing because I enjoy what I do now. And no, I just decided to leave JYP.” Your response was laced with a touch of passive aggressiveness as you were uncomfortable with her question.

“Oh, what a shame. I just thought that you would have fit ITZY, but I guess JYP wouldn’t accept any of your tracks for their albums, would they?”

See, that is the problem with Jiyoon; a fake ass bitch who knew how to press your buttons. If everyone else knew how much of a bitch she was, maybe you would not have to struggle being under fire for choosing to be a producer rather than an idol.

Before you could say anything, you felt someone’s arm wrap around your shoulders.

“Hi, Jiyoon! Sorry to interrupt but Y/N and I have somewhere to be,” Sunwoo intervenes as he gives a small smile to Jiyoon.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you two came together.” Jiyoon gives a smile—the same one you grew to hate over the years. “Well, I hope to see you again, Y/N.”

Once Jiyoon finally leaves, you do not take another second to shrug Sunwoo’s arm off and make your way out of the function room. As Sunwoo follows you out, the two of you continue to walk back to the car in silence. Jihoon notices you two and starts up the car.

The moment you two get in, not a single word is exchanged throughout the whole ride. You were sure Sunwoo was confused about your reaction but maybe he did not want to ask you about it until you were ready.

What you do not expect is to feel his hand rest on top of yours. There is something that his touch does to bring you comfort. If you could unravel the reason for this, you would take it in a heartbeat. But for now, all you can do is let yourself feel at ease.

Once you were brought back to your home, Sunwoo walked you back to the door. Before you decided to enter your home, you take a look at Sunwoo who looked worried. With that, you gave him an apologetic smile and say, “I’m sorry about tonight.”

“Hey, don’t even worry about it,” Sunwoo starts off. “It’s none of my business, but just know I’m here for you.”

You cannot help but smile at him. For a moment, you do not know what to say. Yet, something possess you. Without thinking, you felt your face closer to his. As his eyes widen at the distance between you two, you cannot help but smile.

With your head leaning to the side, you felt your lips get closer to his cheek until there was no distance left. It was a short kiss to begin with, and not much thought was put into the action. The moment you pulled away, you are still met with Sunwoo’s shocked expression.

You chose to not say anything. All you did was smile and walk away. Once you entered your home, you could not help but focus on the memories you had with Jiyoon in them (and the peck you gave Sunwoo).

Having to face Sunwoo the next day was a task you were not ready to take on. As you look back at the events that transpired last night, you were unsure of how to go back to normal without acknowledging your encounter with Jiyoon (and the k*ss on the cheek you gave out of impulse).

You wish you knew what was going through your mind that made you k*ss him. Everything felt like a blur yet crystal clear. Being driven by impulse and having no second thoughts had you placed in bad situations.

Thankfully, Sunwoo did not make any comment about last night the moment you entered the studio. In fact, the only thing you two talked about was about the track. He probably did not want to put you in an awkward position, or maybe he felt awkward himself. Either way, the two of you continued to work by yourselves.

“Why aren’t you signed with a company?” Sunwoo asks the golden question that stops you from working.

You were not sure why the sudden question but all signs have to point to what Jiyoon said last night (or what she probably told The Boyz considering they are under the same company).

“You don’t have to answer–”

“Thank you, I won’t,” You say to end the conversation.

“I’m sorry if–”

“Sunwoo,” You interrupt before he could continue.

As you look away from the computer to look at him, you say, “Just continue working.” Your tone was laced with malice as you throw a glare at him. With that, Sunwoo chose to shut up and continue writing out his rap while you tried to finish the song.

The more you two continued on with work, the more you felt guilt piling in your stomach. Sunwoo was only asking a question and you treated him with such hostility. As you felt your heart get eaten away, you wondered how you could apologize to him.

Around 1 AM, it was safe to say that you were done with the base track. Thankfully, it also seemed that Sunwoo was done with the lyrics of his raps and Chanhee’s verses.

“Thank god! All we have to do is record the demo tomorrow and we’re good to go,” You say as you save the files into your USB.

Once you shut the computer down and stood up, you look back to see Sunwoo still seated on the couch. You let out a sigh as you look down at the USB in your hands.

“I’m sorry about earlier, and last night.” When you look back up at him, he had his eyes trained on you. You took a moment to think about how to approach the situation considering you fucked up.

“Do you… do you wanna grab something with me at the convenience store? Consider it an apology or an opportunity for me to explain,” You offer with a small smile.

With that, Sunwoo nods and stands up from his seat. Thank god Sunwoo is willing to hear you out.

Sunwoo took this opportunity to buy out the whole convenience store. As you two exit to take a seat in the outdoor area, his arms seemed to carry an abundance of snacks while you held onto strawberry milk and potato chips. Once the two of you got settled, you both dug into your snacks in comfortable silence.

“I’ll, uhm, explain,” You start off as you look down at your drink.

“You don’t have to if you aren’t ready to share that part with me,” Sunwoo reassures you before you could continue.

“I know, but… I trust you.” Both you and him were shocked at your words. “I–I was just thrown off a while ago because only a few people know that part of my life.”

The moment you look back up to Sunwoo, his doe eyes were full of concern. He knows that it is a sensitive topic if you snapped a while ago—and it is. Usually, you were not the type to snap at people, but this topic was a touchy issue.

“Well, you know that I used to be under JYP even before I debuted in 1CON.” Sunwoo nods. “I obviously had plans to be part of a girl group, which was ITZY if you didn’t overhear my conversation with Jiyoon. To be honest, the line-up for ITZY was tight considering that ten trainees were competing for it, including me,” You speak as you reveal the secrets of your past.

“The thing is that I was technically going to make it in the final line-up even before 1CON. So, when Soeun—who was also a staff member of JYP Entertainment—revealed that Ryujin, Chaeryeong, and I were going to audition for Produce 101, it shocked all of us. I mean, the three of us seemed like we were going to debut in ITZY, so why did we have to go through that shitty survival show?”

“Well, when Ryujin, Chaeryeong, and I made it into the final line-up, ITZY’s debut was pushed back as well. The time I spent with 1CON is something I would carry with me throughout this lifetime, but I can’t deny that the company that oversaw us was terrible.” You look down at your banana milk.

“Even after being in the final line-up for 1CON, there was this competitive nature that made it impossible for me to feel at ease. Of course, I can’t speak for everyone because most of us got along. However, I guess the most evident rivalry was between Jiyoon and I.” As you look at Sunwoo once more, he was only listening to what you had to say. There were no interruptions on his end, and that made you grateful.

“I mean, you’ve watched Produce 101, and I’m guessing you followed the news on my group. I’m sure most media outlets would focus on the rivalry between me and Jiyoon as fans would try to defend our relationship. As much as people wanted to believe that we were best friends, we really weren’t.”

“It also didn’t help that our company, Stone Entertainment, seemed to favor her over me. I swear, I respect her as a producer since we were the only people in the group who dabbled into that. Yet, it was always hard to be a producer for 1CON when your company denied your works or would completely rearrange it without giving you credit.”

“They did WHAT?!” Sunwoo exclaims for the first time since you opened up about this topic which has you giggling.

“Yeah, it was terrible. Stone Entertainment never touched Jiyoon’s works. If they did though, they always made sure to give her credit. The rivalry I had with Jiyoon was something I knew I lost the moment they took my name out of the credits for one of the tracks I produced for the group.” You sigh. “Of course, I couldn’t protest because I would be risking my position in 1CON. Along with that, JYP would have been pissed if I spoke up.”

“So yeah, I had to live under the shadow of Jiyoon. I thought that things would go better for me once I came back under the care of JYP, but I was mistaken. There was no creative freedom with the tracks I planned to produce for the group. In fact, it felt like I was being used by the company. And despite all the countless producers JYP had contact with, they made sure to use me somehow.”

“So, imagine this: I was being starved, overworked, and overwhelmed by JYP. The fact that I couldn’t do what I love without being constantly criticized took an absolute toll on me. What I went through with Stone Entertainment was traumatic in some way, to be honest. While I was trying to get over that, I had to deal with JYP.”

“In the end, I made the decision to leave, having to pay off any expenses that they covered. Soeun followed me, and it’s a burden I carry with me. I can’t pay her much despite all the work she’s done for me. Yet, she stuck with me, and I’m happy she’s taking the decision to work with IST.”

The silence that engulfs you two should be deafening, but it was calming for you. Vocalizing what you went through felt like a weight off your chest. Somehow, saying all of it made you realize just how much you had to go through to be where you are now.

Once you looked up, you were greeted by Sunwoo’s eyes which were full of sorrow.

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” He whispers which has you shaking your head.

“There’s nothing for you to be sorry for. In fact, the people who owe me an apology are JYP and Stone Entertainment,” You say with a laugh, looking at the starry sky.

“That’s why when netizens talk about how I’m a wasted opportunity or question what my future plans are, I don’t pay attention to them. What I went through at those two companies was enough to know how I’d be treated in the industry.” You sigh. “But I love music at the end of it all—I love the music I worked hard on.”

As you admired the sea of stars that seemed to surround you two, Sunwoo grabbed your hand from across the table. The moment you look back at him, he does not say anything. Instead, he continues to rub his thumb on your hand, drawing patterns as you two sit in what you shared.

You were over what happened then; you did not cry like you used to. Yet, there is something so comforting about Sunwoo’s hand caressing yours that says, “You can cry if you want to.” And cry you did.

The tears slowly streamed down your face, and you realized just how vulnerable you were around the man you supposedly just met a few days ago. Before you could say anything, you see Sunwoo give you a smile of sympathy as he continues to hold your hand that starts to shake.

Once the sobs started to pour out, you could not look at him anymore. Your body started to bend forward as you felt your heart start to ache at the memory. Somehow, you felt your body be brought towards the warm figure who was once seated across you. As Sunwoo let you cry into his chest, his arms stayed wrapped around your figure as he rubbed circles on your back.

You were never the person who could easily be vulnerable around others. Yet, it was so easy to be that way with Sunwoo. Despite the small period of time getting to know him, he did not seem to judge you as tears and snot continued to drip. That was the moment you realized that Sunwoo is everything good in this world.

Having to meet Sunwoo the next day to record the final track was probably the most nerve-wracking experience yet. In the past two days, you managed to k*ss him on the cheek (god, you hate thinking about it that you cannot even say it) and also sob your eyes out to the point his hoodie was soaked. You are not sure how you can embarrass yourself even more.

When you entered the recording studio, the universe seemed to save your ass since you saw Chanhee and Sunwoo together. Thankfully, there would be no opportunity to spend some time alone with him (at least for now).

“Ah, Y/N! It’s so nice to see you again,” Chanhee exclaims as he grabs your hand to shake it.

“It’s nice to see you too, Chanhee! Has Sunwoo shown you the lyrics and melody?”

“Yes, he did. I was practicing all night, so I’m hoping you’ll be satisfied later.” You shake your head with a smile on your face. The moment your eyes land on Sunwoo, you see his eyes on you. Still nervous from yesterday, you look back at Chanhee to get rid of the fact that Sunwoo was staring at you.

“No, this is your track. Whatever you do should live up to your standards. I’m sure whatever you do will blow my mind anyway,” You say letting go of his hand.

Once you take a seat in front of the mixing console, you say, “Chanhee, you can step into the recording booth first so we can record your parts. Sunwoo seems to have his rap under control, so let’s work hard to do the bigger tasks.”

The whole process of having Chanhee and Sunwoo record their parts seemed to pass by quickly. In fact, you managed to only spend two and a half hours just recording their parts since they wanted to experiment and figure out which went best.

What followed after was for you to combine their vocals with the track. It did not take much, which surprised you. Usually, you would struggle with this segment of the process. Yet, it helped to have Sunwoo and Chanhee in the room as they talked about whatever.

As you were immersed in cleaning up the final track, you never noticed how Sunwoo was preoccupied with admiring you. Although Chanhee caught sight of it, he continued to talk to the wall to not blow his best friend’s cover.

What you do not catch is one boy whispering to the other about admitting his feelings for you after everything.

On the next day, you were not as nervous as you expected to be (maybe it is because Chanhee and Sunwoo enjoyed the final product). You were seated with the two across from Jihoon, Soeun, and the CEO of IST Entertainment, Mr. Yoon, to present the final track.

“Thank you again for meeting with us today and accepting the offer to produce the track for Chanhee and Sunwoo,” Mr. Yoon says with a smile.

“Of course, it is a pleasure to be given this opportunity,” You say as you bow your head.

“Can you give us a brief explanation of what you have prepared for us?”

With that, you nod and give Chanhee and Sunwoo to explain the meaning behind the song.

“Mr. Yoon, the track we have prepared with Y/N is entitled “Don’t,” which is a love story with a twist. It’s a story between two people who started off casually flirting but slowly realize that they have feelings for each other,” Chanhee starts off.

“The story of this song is that the two possible lovers don’t want to admit anything and would like to stay away from alcohol in fear that they might confess under the influence,” Sunwoo continues, allowing you to say the last segment of the explanation.

“The track is R&B with a Soul feel. Sunwoo is responsible for creating the meaning behind this track, and I just worked with his idea. We hope you enjoy what we have to offer,” You finish off the explanation and signal Soeun to play the track for Mr. Yoon.

As the track played, you noticed Soeun, Jihoon, and Mr. Yoon going along with the music. In fact, it looked like they were enjoying it. As you were waiting for the track to end, you felt someone’s hand grab onto yours from under the table. When you look down, you notice that it was Sunwoo’s hand that grabbed yours. The moment you look at Sunwoo who is seated beside you, he does not spare you a glance but continues to hold your hand that rests on your lap.

You two have not talked about the k*ss on the cheek or the sob moment you had back at the convenience store. In fact, you have not talked about how he held your hand in the car or how he held your face to calm you down. Never once did you two mention the flirtatious comments you two would throw at each other.

So, what happens once the track gets approved? Will these all stop once you and Sunwoo do not have to work together anymore? What will happen to the relationship between you two?

The moment the track reaches its end, you are snapped back to reality. Once you look back at Mr. Yoon, you see him nodding with a small smile. He seemed to look satisfied with the final output.

“Y/N, I really enjoy what you put for us today. Your specialty is really with R&B tracks considering the artists you’ve produced for.” You were not sure whether that was a compliment or not since you produced tracks of different genres.

“Here at IST, we really appreciate what you put in for us. We’ll make sure to make good use of this demo.” You started to frown.

“I’m sorry, demo?” You ask, clarifying what you just heard.

“Yes, demo,” Mr. Yoon answers, leaving you taken back.

“Demo? Mr. Yoon, we agreed on Y/N producing the final track. This is not a demo,” Soeun says as she shared the same confusion you had. Mr. Yoon snaps his fingers, signaling for Jihoon to respond.

“Uhm, we sent an email a few days ago to Y/N’s email to inform them of the changes in the contract. We assumed that you two got the memo despite getting no response.” With that, you immediately stand up from your seat, Sunwoo’s hand not holding yours anymore.

“Even if, you should have clarified with me regarding this matter. I mean, we saw each other recently. Why did you not bother to ask me if I received your email?” You ask in disbelief as you set your hands on the table.

“If you were signed with a company, then you wouldn’t have to bother with fixing your habit of reading emails,” Mr. Yoon comments, which makes you scoff.

“Ah, so it’s like that then. The nerve of this company to comment on how I am an independent producer is disrespectful. Mr. Yoon, I’ll have you know that I signed that contract under the impression it would be the final track. I cannot accept giving you this as a demo knowing my work would be taken advantage of.”

“Well, I’m sorry, but we are only willing to accept it as a demo.” You cross your arms as you shake your head in disbelief.

“Mr. Yoon, don’t think this is the first time people have attempted to screw me over. I’ll have you know that I’ve been in this industry longer than your groups. Chanhee and Sunwoo can keep their lyrics while I keep my track. This agreement is over,” You say as you step away from the table, storming off the room to leave Soeun to deal with the rest.

As you made your way out of the building, you began to walk on the sidewalk to think about what just happened. Yet, you heard someone calling your name from behind. As you let out a sigh, you stood still in place and feel Sunwoo’s hand grab onto your shoulder.

“What now, Sunwoo?”

“I’m sorry about–”

“Sunwoo, you don’t need to apologize for anything. It’s your CEO and manager that need to apologize for the fact that they modified the contract without my knowledge, attempted to take advantage of my work to call it their own, and insulted me as an independent artist and producer,” You say as you were shocked with how things turned out.

Clearly, you were not in the right headspace to continue talking about what just happened. In fact, you were pissed with the events that transpired a while ago. You signed up to produce the final track with possible minimal changes, not a fucking demo.

“Y/N, will you hear me out?” Sunwoo asks which makes you let out a sigh.

“Yes, sorry. Please, say what you need to say,” You say, hoping he would understand what you felt considering how you opened up to him two days ago.

“I think you should still agree to it.”

Upon hearing those words, your mouth opens in shock. The one person you trusted to understand what you felt about this issue seemed to be turning their back on you. Considering that Sunwoo knew what you went through, you could not believe what he was asking you to do.

“I’m sorry?”

“It’ll still be a good opportunity! I’ll make sure they credit you for it, and I’ll even express my gratitude to ensure that people know you worked on this.” You let out a chuckle of disbelief as you shake off his hand that was once resting on your shoulder (and held your hand countless times).

“Kim Sunwoo, I expected better from you.” Before he could say anything, you cut him off.

“No, you don’t get to speak just yet. Sunwoo, you are an artist in this industry. You know how companies treat demos, and how there are opportunities for artists like me to get fucked over. Your company is not that different from others; they only care for profit as artists continue to struggle in this fucked up industry.”

“Sunwoo, I can’t believe that after everything I told you a few days ago, you dare to ask me something so difficult. I would have thought that out of all the people you would be the one who would understand, but clearly, you are no different from the companies who took advantage of me.”

You stand there for a few seconds in hopes to hear Sunwoo argue that he is not like the people who took advantage of you. In fact, you were waiting for him to say he understood and that he would like to apologize. But when no words came out of his mouth, that is when you knew that you were played with.

“Yeah, fuck you, Sunwoo. Don’t bother contacting me again.” With that, you stormed off and left him to sit in with what you said. You did not like to admit it but you were sure you felt tears fall as you continued to make your way back home on foot.

if you liked this, please take some time to like and reblog this!

#zzoguri works #deoboyznet #kflixnet #the boyz x reader #the boyz fluff #the boyz angst #the boyz kim sunwoo #kim sunwoo fluff #kim sunwoo #kim sunwoo x reader #the boyz #kim sunwoo angst #kim sunwoo fan fiction #of boundaries and secret glances (i'm lucky to be loved by you)

148 notes · View notes

loserlvrss · 5 months

Text

꒰ 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐎 ꒱ 손영재

summary : you broke with eric a long time ago, and you thought you were over him until you saw him with another girl

genre : angst, eric x afab!reader, non-idol!au, bestfreind!chanhee, for plot purposes everyone mentioned is around the same ages of 23-25 tws : language, mentions of sex, depressive episode author notes : no happy endings with me ♡ word count : 2.3k

“chanhee, i didn’t even want to come.”

“well, neither did i, y/n, but kevin said he’d send his attack-snake out on me. and i don’t want to find out what that even means.”

“huh,” you said, shoulders motioning with your voice, “kinky.”

"of course you'd think that," your best friend of a couple years (but felt like a million, in a good way) started, rolling his sharp eyes, "you haven't fucked in —"

"alright!" you stopped him, taking the creese of his elbow, "i get it, i'm lonely. damn, what about you though, king? when was your last relationship? because if i'm remembering correctly, it ended before eri —"

"y/n!" running up to the pair of you was the host, a bright and inviting smile plastering his face. although, you weren't sure why you kept walking around like a knife was lodged between your shoulder blades still. "i'm so glad you could make it!" because the moment you saw a familiar stranger, a brunette clinging to his strong arm with a green cocktail between her manicured fingers, your heart suddenly was on the floor.

you don't know why the scene of the liquid covering her perfectly blown-out hair flashed through your head. or why you could imagine the little christmas tree decoration in it scratching the top of her mouth until it stung when she would talk. you could hear her musically-tuned laugh ring through the air at a joke you couldn't imagine was that funny.

"what the hell am i, chopped liver?" chanhee joked, oblivious to what you spaced out on, "you only wanted me to come because you knew i'd bring along my emotional support fish."

it seemed you were always on a one-way street you just couldn't turn off of, because no matter how many potholes you hit, you keep driving; and if your tires popped, you weren't sure the car would stop.

you shouldn't be allowed to be appalled by the sight of your ex having moved on, simply because you broke it off when he wanted to make it work. you dropped his heart when he let you hold it. and when he should've played his cards close to his chest, he let you join his team just to fold. you were making the ship sink, so how could you have the audacity to be mad when he jumped from it while you went down?

he loved you, but at the time you weren't sure what you wanted. sure, you blamed it on being 19, but it was because you were scared to commit to someone so committed to you. you didn't want to be, selfishly, tied down to one person — and now that you've purged it from you system, you, selfishly, wanted the same commitment he had given you 5 years ago.

now you stood in the foyer, two different faces from those kids, attached to another man, thinking about if he looked over, would he get the wrong idea? would it make him as jealous as you felt?

you've loved, had loss and even forgot it. but faced with the void you could never fill was more debilitating than you cared to admit. you wanted to be two ‘i miss you's’ that just needed a push, but evidently only one of you felt that way, as the other was happily coupled up during cuffing season. but then again, you had no right after half a decade to think like that.

you just had to be brave and pretend like it doesn't bother you. you can do that. you can do a lot... right?

chanhee rammed into your side, his desperate attempt to get you back down on earth, instead of inside your never-not-on brain. "did you even hear what kevin just said?" he asked, and you looked to said man, "he said the bands getting back together." your bestfriend made a joke, which did cause you to loosen up and laugh. you thought that as long as he was there, you'd inevitably be okay.

"well not exactly, a couple people couldn't make it — which is fine, but most of our old friend group is here." kevin explained, lacing your free arm with his so you were sandwiched between the two of them. "it seems like you and chanhee were the only ones who really hung out like we all used to."

you reminisced the old times for a second. you remembered when your name was connected with eric's, when you hung out like old times with them and him. you remembered the stupid parties kevin's frat would throw freshman year, that eric would drag you to, just for you and him to have a great time. you remembered when you'd have quiet study sessions with jacob and younghoon in the school's library, or juhaknyeon and sunwoo's soccer games. it made you feel a little messy, because after you and him broke up, it's like you broke up with them all. you habitually stopped hanging out, only being dragged by chanhee who was attached to you since first introduction.

you actually owe your level-headedness all to him. he's the person who convinced you that you didn't need to have a run-of-the-mill to finally find something good. he's also unfortunately the reason you remember eric like it was yesterday, even if you don't front like it. you knew you had someone so devoted to you, yet you let him go and now you had the audacity to feel bad about it.

"well, is sunwoo coming?" you asked, which earned a nod from kevin, "and what about younghoon and juyeon?"

"juyeon got a girlfriend!" chanhee exclaimed excitedly, his voice lowering when sangyeon's attention was caught on the three of you, "like last month."

the oldest of your friend's face lit up, "y/n!" he said, making you force a smile though you were cringing; because just a couple feet away was the love of your adolescence, with the presumable love of his.

standing next to him was hyunjae, "how've you been, oh my gosh, it's been like years hasn't it?" you voiced, bringing him in for a hug, which he reciprocated before you moved to sangyeon to repeat the process. it had been years since you've last spoken to them other than a happy birthday or congratulations once in a blue moon — you honestly wouldn't be surprised if their numbers had changed and you'd been texting a random person.

"good, good," hyunjae replied, sipping a bright red cocktail, "i actually just finished my business degree, thinking of either opening my own or investing in some else's."

"and I just got engaged, though she wasn't able to make it here tonight — ceo stuff — she's getting ready to go international after fully getting elected as the heir."

you couldn't help but compare, sure you had your teaching license, but it wasn't as impressive as either one of them.

they were making it hard to believe that the world was spinning too fast, and that you weren't stuck watching the same film over and over again.

chanhee began talking in your place, forcing you down into the barstool between them all. kevin went over to younghoon and juyeon who had just made their way through the door: a synthetic blonde attached juyeon's arm.

"what's her name?" you blurted, the three boys looking down at you, "she's pretty."

hyunjae was nonchalant, pretending he didn't know exactly what you actually meant. however, sangyeon replied awkwardly, "w-who? kim minyeon? or jang nari?"

"juyeon's girlfriend, n-not eric's."

"o-oh! that's minyeon."

nari. the feminine name meaning lily; new beginnings and rebirth. just fucking perfect, wasn't it? pretty, perfect and delicate, just like the flower.

you sighed and excused yourself, disguising it as having to use the bathroom. in honesty, you weren't sure how much more torcher you could take, and it's barely been twenty minutes. you thought you'd be fine, as long as chanhee stayed by your side, but the longer you watched the pair through your peripherals, the more you just ached.

you cared more than you'd like to have admitted. and the worst part is you had no one to blame — to be mad at — because everyone had rightfully assumed you both were over it.

like you were supposed to be.

it was pathetic, the way you stared yourself down in the mirror. you found yourself resembling someone you've never met, or maybe someone you had just forgotten in all the growing pains. nevertheless, you found yourself disgusted by the fact that you were disgracing your mother's eyes, father's nose, and sister's cheekbones with the self-pity. there was nothing more selfish than crashing someone else's party with one of your own.

so you choked the tears back, the lump in your throat making it hard to breathe. you took a powder from the purse slung over your shoulder and fixed your creasing makeup. you reapplied a red lipstick, fixing your hair and outfit. you thought that if you couldn't have him, maybe you could make it wish he had you instead — god, you were letting the delusions look too good under the fluorescent light.

however, you stooped lower than throwing a pity party. you exited the bathroom with part of your dignity still intact, but the moment you sat against the plush-cushioned bench against the wall your phone was illuminated with pictures of the pretty brunette.

you couldn't get yourself to stop once you typed her name out. it's like you were boarding the gossip train all the way back in high school.

you scrolled like you were obsessed, brain blanking out everything around you. you saw her go through a cherry red hair phase sometime in 2022. you found out that her and eric had taken a vacation to hawaii back in 2021, multiple bikini pictures and perfectly sculpted bodies clinging together like models being the tell. you scrolled farther back, dead-set on finding the first picture she ever posted of him… that must've been close to when they met.

why do you even care? you know he was too caught up following you around like a puppy to even believe that he would entertain someone other than you. so, why were you obsessed? maybe you needed a reason to be mad at him. maybe you needed an excuse to shift the blame.

maybe it's everything you needed that he could live without —

"i didn't meet her that far back, y/n. we were still dating then."

your eyes shut, finger hitting the power button. you took a moment, hoping that it was just your cruel subconscious playing tricks with reality. "didn't think you'd cared that much," he took a seat on the complete opposite end of the bench, "it's been five years... and honestly i didn't think you cared back then either."

you were too embarrassed to say anything. and frankly, you didn't know what to reply with. i'm sorry? i did care about you, but just not enough? nothing seemed to suffice.

"i met nari at work. she treats me —"

your vision was blurring over, but you couldn't find the courage to get up and walk away. you were just so damn pathetic, weren't you? you just thought that everything in this world belonged to you, peaking your freshman year of college in comparison to the people who still innocently call you a friend.

"better?"

"different, y/n. she's different than you."

you sighed, "that doesn't make it bet — i mean, it doesn't matter, eric. i'm sorry, i was just curious after not seeing you for so long." your eyes opened, but the scene was blurred over, almost like it was torrentially pouring while driving late at night. there were questions flashing behind your eyelids every time you tried to blink the tears away. you thought that you couldn't stoop lower, but for the past couple minutes you've done nothing but prove it wrong. "i'm so-sorry, i'm just gonna go."

you got to your feet, but his voice made you stop dead in your tracks.

"w-why does it bother you so much?"

you honestly felt like your heart was re-shattering, joining the dust on the floor at your feet. you thought the question would join the heaps of pathetic things you've said and done tonight.

you turned around, phone clenched between your fist. eric was still sat, dark hair styled so nicely you almost thought that it wasn't him — but her — outfit a matching shade to the dress you saw hugging her figure gracefully.

"do you honestly think i didn't care about you?" you asked, to which he raised his head at an alarming pace, "it's true, i know i fucked it up, eric, okay? i know what i did to you and i'm sorry. i-i'm sorry i waited so long to tell you that." clearing the air didn't feel like closure at all. the tears in his eyes didn't feel like hatred at all. and maybe he didn't mean it. maybe he only told himself that because you did break his heart so bad, still holding pieces he's afraid he'll never get back. "you can think whatever you want, hate me even, but please don't think for a second i didn't love you back then. i was naive and made a mistake, but it's too late to take it back. believe me, i've thought about it. but i always fucking cared about you, okay?"

you found it oddly satisfying, though knowing in the back of your head that he would curse you for saying these things while he's happily coupled up, you didn't regret it.

"i'll forever be sorry, so don't hold it over my head."

"i believed you didn't care about me... back when we were nineteen." he replied after a long pause, "but i haven't believe that for a long time. y/n, i've forgiven you."

reblogs, likes and comments are greatly appreciated! thank u!

42 notes · View notes

kyufessions · 1 year

Text

maybe

synopsis: you go over to your boyfriends to see his new apartment, but one thing leads to another

pairings: hard dom, boyfriend! chanhee x submissive, afab! g.n. reader

genre: smut, 18+

request: smut, #8 + #11 + #31

warnings: choking, praising, oral (m. receiving), i think that’s it, lmk if i missed anything !

word count: 1.1k

a/n: hard(ish) dom chanhee was so hard for me to write omg but i hope i did it at least somewhat well 🥺

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

all you planned to do was stop by and see changer’s new apartment with his friends, nothing more and nothing less. but as one thing led to another, here you were with your knees on either side of his thighs as you sat in his lap with his lips chasing yours hungrily. your hands played in his red strands as his hands gripped your hips, digging his nails into you whenever you so much as readjusted your sitting position. a smirk grew on your lips whenever you did so, letting out a tiny sigh as you felt him harden underneath you.

growing sexually frustrated from your antics, chanhee started to move your hips back and forth to relieve some of the pent up tension. your whines that filled his room left him wanting more, his mind hazy of thoughts of just you. pulling from your lips, he watched your softened eyes beg for more. smiling confidently, he trails his one hand up your side and to the back of your neck. gripping it firmly yet not too tight as to not hurt you, he feels his dick twitch as you subconsciously reposition yourself once more on his lap.

an almost inaudible moan escapes his lips, holding back his moans so as to not disturb his roommates. you watch him through fluttering eyelashes, enjoying the view of him having to keep silent. normally chanhee was loud, his moans sounding as beautiful as your favorite song. but since his roommates were home, you both needed to remain as quiet as you possibly could without disturbing the others. and as loud as chanhee could get, you can get just as loud; you both hoped you’d be able to keep as quiet as you possibly could.

“get on your hands and knees, right now.” chanhee whispers, watching you nod eagerly as you move from his lap onto his carpet.

without hesitation, he starts slipping off his sweatpants and underwear in one go, kicking them to the side as you watch in awe. what chanhee lacked in thickness he made up for in length, his veins popping out ever so slightly as his tip leaked of precum. chanhee pumped himself a few times, watching as your eyes stared between him and his cock hungrily awaiting it to fill your mouth. taking his hand behind your head, he slowly guided your mouth around his throbbing cock. a smirk played across his lips as he watched your mouth engulf the entirety of his member, a quiet moan leaving his lips from the warmth. he guided you gently, helping you guide your head up and down his cock so you wouldn’t choke too much.

as seconds passed, the noises increased in volume causing chanhee’s anxiety to rise. he quickly grabbed the remote control of his CD player, turning it on and allowing whatever music to play to drown out the vulgar noises. as lauv’s ~ how i’m feeling ~ album played in the background, you continued to get to work on the man in front of you. hollowing your cheeks as you teasingly moved from his shaft to tip, chanhee’s eyes shut close as he threw his head back in pleasure.

“just like that, baby.” he praised, biting down on his bottom lip as he looked back down at you to notice your eyes already staring up at him. the sight of spit rolling down your chin and falling onto his carpet, your eyes watering as your lips tugged up at the corners into a smile was bringing chanhee closer and closer to his orgasm. but he didn’t want to cum in your mouth, most definitely not.

guiding your lips off his cock, he stares admiringly for a few seconds of the messy view in front of him before speaking. “on the bed, now.”

you do as told, crawling on the bed without breaking eye contact for even a split second. normally, your boyfriend was such a soft dom- sometimes even submissive. but tonight was different- it was something about you that made him lose all train of thought. wanting nothing more than to demonstrate how much he loved you, but in the nastiest way possible. before you knew it, your back was against the bed and chanhee’s hand was around your throat as the other lined his cock up with your entrance. coating his cock between your already wet folds, he shoves his cock in and starts going at a merciless pace. hearing dry, choked out moans attempt to escape your lips brought a grin to his face, loving the way your eyes rolled back as he plowed into you.

he took a mental note to be on top more often, loving the view of your contorted face every time he hit the perfect spot. leaning down to place sloppy kisses to your neck, he leans up to your ear for a quick second to whisper to you.“you look so good with my hands around your throat, baby.”

hearing his praises made you clench hard around him, and the occasional squeezing on either side of your throat didn’t help with elongating your release. the feeling was so overwhelming that you felt yourself reaching your orgasm faster than usual, but you didn’t want this to end yet- and neither did he. as if you weren’t already on cloud nine, you feel chanhee’s free hand reach down and start rubbing your clit in slow motions. you tried letting out a tiny moan- any noise, at this point. but the only thing to escape your lips was a choked out tiny yelp of pleasure, earning a cocky chuckle from chanhee.

“i’m cl-close-“ you say before being interrupted, fluttering your eyelashes up at him as his eyes admire every feature of your face and upper body.

you feel a droplet of sweat fall from his forehead to your chest as he’s speaking, your eyes never leaving his as you feel him staring deeply into your soul. “if you want to cum, you better beg.” he growls as he feels you clench around him once again when he picks up the pace of his hips and hand simultaneously.

“ch-chanhee, baby, pl-please let me cum.” you whine, the corner of your eyes pricking with tears as his pace fastens. “y-your cock feels so good, i-i don’t know how much longer i c-can last.”

satisfied with your pleas, he quickly starts moving his hips a bit faster so he can reach his orgasm so you can both release at the same time. he leans down, connecting his lips with yours as they vibrate against one another. chanhee swallows your moans as you both release together, yours louder than his as you feel him fill you up with his juices. pulling away, he rests his forehead against yours with his eyes closed as he regulates his breathing pattern.

maybe being a hard dom wasn’t the worst idea he’s ever had.

#kyufessions the boyz #🌙 completed requests #tbz #the boyz smut #tbz smut #tbz fanfic #tbz scenarios #tbz choi chanhee #tbz x reader #the boyz #the boyz chanhee #choi chanhee

187 notes · View notes

depressedhouseplant · 4 months

Text

🔞 Cops & Robbers 🔞

Chapter 8

Tags: Smut, mentions of torture, murder, & prostitution, significant age difference (roughly 20 yrs) between Eric & Felix

A/N: Here’s the much anticipated Eric / Felix crossover! Also I gave y’all a hint about The Mad King in one of the JFW posts. Think you can find it? 😈

“Felix what the fuck?” Eric stormed into the office and slammed the door behind him.

“Good morning to you, too,” the blond looked up at him.

“You tortured Younghoon and killed Chanhee? Are you nuts?” He demanded.

“Technically Jisung and Changbin killed Chanhee,” Felix replied. “But you are correct that I was party to torturing the cop.”

“Juyeon’s got Changbin locked in his basement right now and he won’t let him leave there in one piece,” Eric told him. “If he finds out that you ordered it then you’ll be dead before you hit the ground.”

“What makes you think I ordered it and I wasn’t carrying out someone else’s request?” Felix leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms.

“Since when do you take orders from anyone?” Eric asked.

“Was that a rhetorical question or do you want the actual answer?” The other man questioned.

“Don’t lie to me,” Eric glared.

“You have no idea who runs this city. Juyeon might think he’s in charge, but he’s not. There’s a layer to this that none of you realize. You think we popped up out of nowhere? We started making ourselves known because we were told to. You’ve known me long enough to know that,” Felix replied.

“That’s not an answer,” the younger man snapped.

“Sit down and I’ll tell you what I know. However, you’ll put a target on your own back in the process,” Felix told him. Eric sat and stared at the blond.

“Jisung got himself killed because he fucked up. Changbin is in Juyeon’s basement because he fucked up. I’m walking around freely and breathing because I can follow simple instructions. They were told to leave both of them alive and ignored a direct order. However, by killing Chanhee they gave us leverage against Younghoon. A person is far more inclined to talk when they’ve got a dead body in the room. I suspected he didn’t know anything, but since I like my head still attached to my neck, I did what I was told. We let him go and he went straight to Juyeon like we thought he would. Though I have to say I didn’t anticipate Juyeon being as loyal to Younghoon as he is,” Felix told him.

“Who the hell is ‘we’? You got a mouse in your pocket?” Eric demanded.

“Have they told you about The Mad King yet?” Felix leaned forward.

“He’s a story,” Eric replied.

“He’s very real and very powerful. He’s only seen when he wants to be seen,” the other man said.

“If he’s real, he has to be old,” Eric was skeptical.

“I don’t know his exact age, but he’s definitely in his 50s. If you make it to that age living the life we live, you’re either very lucky or very good. He’s very, very good,” Felix shrugged.

“Let’s say I believe that he’s real. Why?” Eric asked.

“What do you mean why?” Felix repeated.

“Why are you working for him? How did you meet him? What the hell is going on here?” Eric expounded.

“He approached me several years ago. I thought the same thing you did. It was a bunch of bullshit and he was some old guy cosplaying as a story that’s been around since most of us were toddlers. I wasn’t going to agree to work for him until he proved that he was who he said he was. I know you weren’t working for Juyeon at the time, but he was able to disrupt his business like I’d never seen before. He was able to evade Sunwoo’s searches for days, if not weeks. Juyeon only calls Sunwoo when his normal methods don’t work. I thought Sunwoo was unbeatable, but he proved me wrong. It was in my best interest as a small fish in a big pond to accept his offer. Once he decided he could trust us is when he started causing trouble for Juyeon again. You ended up in jail because that’s where he wanted you,” Felix explained.

“So why kidnap Younghoon and Chanhee?” Eric asked.

“That I don’t know. All I know is he wanted us to kidnap them and figure out what they knew through any means necessary. As I said, he only knows what he wants you to know and only sees what he wants you to see,” the blond answered.

“I should tell Juyeon all of this,” Eric said.

“And if you do then you’re not only risking your life, but their lives. Let him do what he wants to Changbin and keep your head down,” Felix advised.

“And if he asks?” The younger man continued.

“It’s up to you whether or not you tell him,” he replied.

“Are you really going to let him kill Changbin?” Eric asked.

“I doubt he will, but if he does then that’s on him,” Felix cocked his head.

“You really don’t give a shit about anyone, do you?” Eric scoffed.

“I give a shit about you. If I didn’t then we wouldn’t be having this conversation. You wouldn’t have even gotten through the door,” Felix told him.

“Would you save me if The Mad King tried to kill me?” Felix was silent. “That’s all I needed to know.”

Eric got up to leave and Felix reached out to grab his wrist.

“Let go,” he tried to jerk his arm away, but the other man only tightened his grip as he moved around the desk.

“I’ll protect you until I can’t,” he said.

“Yeah, sure,” Eric snorted.

“Oh for fuck’s sake, Eric,” Felix pulled him closer and kissed him. Eric returned the kiss. Felix let go of Eric’s wrist, putting his hands on the younger man’s face. “You’re such a fucking idiot sometimes.”

“If I’m such an idiot why are you kissing me?” Eric breathed, pushing Felix into the chair and climbing into his lap.

“Because I’m an idiot,” Felix retorted. Eric ground his ass against Felix’s cock, eliciting a moan from the older man.

“You like that? When Juyeon’s pretty little errand boy makes you hard?” Eric’s lips brushed against Felix’s ear. His grip tightened on Eric’s waist.

“I like when Juyeon’s little errand boy does what he’s told,” Felix turned his head to look at Eric. His eyes were almost black with desire. It was how Eric liked him best - horny, angry, and completely his.

“What makes you think I’ll listen?” he asked, leaning back to unbutton Felix’s shirt.

“Because you want my dick,” the older man replied as he pulled Eric’s shirt over his head.

“And you want me on your cock so I guess we agree on that,” Eric smirked. He pinched one of Felix’s nipples hard causing his hips to buck.

“Goddammit Eric,” he huffed.

“Tell me how much you want me,” the younger man said.

“And if I don’t?” Felix weaved his fingers in Eric’s hair.

“I’ll leave,” he shrugged. Felix yanked his hair, snapping Eric’s head back so his throat was completely exposed.

“No, you won’t,” he bit down where Eric’s neck curved into his shoulder. Eric grunted, unable to scream because of the angle of his neck.

“Say it,” he gasped.

“Say what? You’re my vice? My competition’s pretty little errand boy is my forbidden pleasure? That I think of you when I’m fucking someone else?” Felix replied, releasing Eric’s hair. The two men watched each other for a moment - half clothed, hair askew, lips swollen - taking in Felix’s admission.

“You…think about me when you’re with someone else?” Eric swallowed hard.

“Ever since that first night,” Felix confirmed.

“That’s almost 3 years,” Eric said.

“Two years, ten months, and five days if you want to be specific,” the older man smirked.

“How much?” the younger man asked.

“I have to keep up appearances, but a lot less than I used to,” Eric didn’t like that Felix was being intentionally vague. “They’re both professionals before you assume I just stick my dick anywhere.”

“You think about me when you’re with a hooker?” Eric questioned.

“I think about you more than I care to admit,” Felix purposely dodged the question. Eric hated when he did that.

“I think about you a lot too,” Eric agreed. For the first time since Eric stormed in, Felix smiled a genuine smile. “I know I shouldn’t be here.”

“No, you shouldn’t,” Felix confirmed.

“And I shouldn’t be doing this,” Eric kissed him.

“No, you shouldn’t,” the older man breathed. “I shouldn’t want to fuck you so good that I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”

“No, you shouldn’t,” Eric ran his hands down Felix’s chest, tracing the outlines of his abs.

“Yet here we are,” Felix stated.

“Ruin me,” the words spilled out before Eric could stop them. Felix’s eyes darkened, if that was even possible, and smirked.

“Gladly,” he replied. “Up.”

Eric stood up, pulling Felix up with him.

“Take off your pants,” Felix breathed against Eric’s mouth as he kissed him again.

“Why don’t you do it yourself?” Eric nipped at Felix’s lower lip. The other man reached down between them, unbuttoning and unzipping Eric’s jeans. He pushed his underwear down, releasing Eric’s cock.

“Hard already for me I see,” he purred, stroking the younger man’s dick.

“Like you aren’t,” Eric squeezed Felix through his pants.

“The better to fuck you with, my dear,” the older man smirked. He nodded Eric over to the couch on the far side of the room. Eric kicked off his jeans and underwear as Felix fetched a bottle of lube from his desk.

“Has anyone figured out you keep that in there?” Eric asked.

“No one’s allowed in here without an invitation,” Felix replied as he removed the rest of his clothes.

“I came in without an invitation,” Eric pointed out.

“And look where that got you,” Felix pinned Eric’s hip against the couch, starting to work him open.

“You say that like I don’t want to be in this position,” the younger man wiggled his hips trying to get more of Felix’s fingers inside him.

“Why are you always so impatient?” Felix teased. He brushed against Eric’s prostate, eliciting a loud moan.

“Just my nature I guess,” Eric replied.

“Maybe I need to teach you some patience at some point,” Felix was four fingers deep in him, teasing his most sensitive spots every few strokes. Eric arched his back and whined. “But I like you like this too much. Needy, whiny, and wet.”

“I’m not -,” Eric protested. Felix pressed his finger in the slit and Eric’s cock oozed precome. “Okay, fine.”

“Of course I’m right,” Felix grinned. He withdrew his fingers, watching as Eric’s hole fluttered around nothing. “So pretty like this.”

“Hurry up,” the younger man grunted.

“I spoil you,” Felix kissed him as he finished stripping and lubed up his cock.

“I thought you were going to ruin me?” Eric looked up at him.

“Ruining you and spoiling you aren’t mutually exclusive,” Felix told him as he pushed into Eric. Eric reached over his head and held on to the arm of the couch. Felix planted one foot on the floor and began fucking into the younger man. “You’re mine.”

“Yours,” Eric whimpered.

“Will you say my name? When you’re being fucked by someone else? Will you think of me when someone else has their dick in you?” He taunted.

“No, only you. I belong to you,” Felix Lee was the last person Eric should be promising himself to. His duties as the courier allowed him to come and go with almost no supervision. No one would question why he was gone for protracted periods. No one questioned his loyalty either. He worked for Juyeon, but Felix owned him. The older man owned every part of him. Eric hated that about himself.

“Stop thinking,” Felix ordered. Eric snapped his attention back to the present.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Don’t apologize, just focus on me,” Felix snapped his hips faster, creating an obscene slapping sound when they met Eric’s ass.

“Can they…” Eric began.

“No one can hear us right now,” Felix replied. “Why don’t you make some noise?”

He reached down and grabbed Eric’s cock, pressing hard against the slit. Eric grunted and tightened his grip on the couch.

“Louder,” the older man told him.

“Felix, please,” Eric moaned.

“Please what?” He looked down at the younger man.

“Please let me come,” he whined.

“What did I say? Needy, whiny, and wet,” Felix stopped the motion of his hips and swirled the precome around the tip of Eric’s cock. Eric was almost in tears as Felix played with him. With a well timed thrust, Felix sent Eric over the edge. He smiled as Eric thrashed and arched under him.

“Felix,” Eric reached up to touch the other man’s face when he finished.

“I know,” he replied, fucking into Eric as hard as the position would allow. He painted Eric’s insides white, emptying everything he had into his body. Felix fell on top of Eric when he finished. “Ruined?”

“Ruined,” Eric confirmed. They rested like that for a few minutes.

“I’m getting sticky,” Felix observed. He got up and wiped them both off. Come leaked out of Eric’s ass onto his thighs and the couch. “Guess I’ll need to get that cleaned.”

“You mean you don’t want your come all over the couch?” Eric teased as he got dressed.

“Not at the moment, no,” Felix replied. Then there was a loud knock on the door. Felix and Eric looked at each other.

“Under the desk,” Felix instructed. Eric nodded and practically dove under it.

“Come in,” Felix called as he sat back down.

“Mr Lee,” Eric thought he recognized the voice.

“Felix, please. You’re the cops?” Felix replied. Eric remembered hearing Younghoon and Juyeon talking about other cops.

“Yes, I’m Jeong Yunho and this is Choi Jongho,” he introduced.

“Have a seat,” Felix shifted in the chair. Eric pressed his back against the side of the desk and willed himself to stop sweating. Felix adjusted his legs, spreading them so Eric could see him getting hard again. A meeting with a pair of dirty cops couldn’t be making him horny again.

“I apologize for making you wait. I had an earlier appointment that went longer than expected,” Eric heard Felix above him.

Yeah, impromptu dick appointment, Eric thought.

“That’s fine. I know you’ve got two of your men missing,” it was a different voice this time.

“Is that why you’re here?” Felix asked. He adjusted his legs again, spreading them even wider. Eric reached up and carefully undid his belt and unzipped his pants. Did zippers always sound this loud? He bit his lip to stay quiet and managed to push Felix’s underwear down far enough to release his cock.

“I don’t suppose you know anything about that,” Felix said, his voice not betraying what was going on under the desk. Eric got on his knees and took the tip of Felix’s dick in his mouth. He’d never actually had Felix’s cock in his mouth before. He tasted better than Eric imagined. He wasn’t sure what exactly he’d imagined, but he was going to have a very hard time not sucking him off like it was his last dying act.

“We got a report of a body that might fit the description of one of them,” Yuhno said. Felix reached down and put his hand on the back of Eric’s head urging him to go further. Just as casually, Felix brought his hand back up knowing he’d given Eric the direction he needed.

“I heard the same thing, however I haven’t been able to confirm anything. Were you?” he replied. Eric steadied himself on Felix’s knees then swallowed him down completely. Felix didn’t react which under any other circumstance would have been insulting. Eric was determined to get him to react. He hollowed out his cheeks and began sucking on cock before pulling back to roll the tip around in his mouth. Felix shifted, but nothing that would be seen as unusual.

“We’ve been supervising a river search for the past few days, but we’re going to the morgue later today,” Jongho told him. Eric swallowed Felix down again and this time pressed his finger against Felix’s taint. His cock twitched in Eric’s mouth.

Perfect.

Eric pressed harder as he focused on the spot below the head. Felix’s thighs clenched under his grip. Eric tried to get his finger back to Felix’s hole, but couldn’t quite reach it with the way Felix was sitting. Sensing Eric’s frustration, Felix shifted again to allow Eric to press the pad of his finger against his entrance. Precome pooled in Eric’s mouth. He pushed the very tip of his finger into Felix’s hole. His thighs tensed again and his cock jerked in Eric’s mouth. Felix brushed his hand over the top of Eric’s head.

“A river search?” He repeated.

“For one of the missing police employees,” Yunho added.

“Did you find anything?” Felix asked. By this point, Eric was rutting his own hips against nothing as he pushed Felix toward his orgasm. With one final push of the first knuckle into Felix’s body, he came down Eric’s throat. Eric forced himself not to gag as come kept pouring into his mouth. He swallowed it until Felix finally finished and gently pushed Eric’s head onto his thigh. Eric tucked him back in and opened his own pants. He began fisting his own cock desperately.

“We did. We found Choi Chanhee,” Jongho told him.

“And Kim Younghoon?” Felix asked. Eric was biting his lip so hard he thought he might bleed. He desperately needed to come.

“We have reason to believe he’s still alive,” Yunho replied. Finally, Eric felt his balls start to tighten. He bit down hard on Felix’s thigh as he came all over the floor and his hand. Felix didn’t so much as twitch when Eric’s teeth sunk into his leg.

“I assume our mutual employer is aware of that?” Felix said.

“He is,” Jongho replied.

“Excellent. Anything else?” He asked.

“No,” they replied.

“Thank you for coming to visit personally. I appreciate it,” Felix told them. The silence went on a little too long.

“Right, yes, we’ll let you know when we find something,” Jongho said. Eric heard them get up and the door close. Felix rolled back the chair to look down at Eric.

“You are a menace,” he said.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy me sucking you off while you’re trying to hold a conversation,” Eric grinned up at him.

“Touché,” Felix sighed. “I meant what I said earlier. I’ll protect you until I can’t anymore,” Felix stroked Eric’s cheek with his thumb.

“How long is that?” Eric asked.

“As long as I’m alive,” Felix replied. Eric had definitely not expected that answer.

“Thank you,” Eric rested his head on Felix’s knee.

“Always,” the older man replied.

#minors dni #ateez fanfic #the boyz fanfic #stray kids fanfic #mafia au #the boyz smut #stray kids smut #Eric Sohn x Lee Felix #Eric x Felix

23 notes · View notes

sugarcherriess · 2 years

Text

Be My Lover

[ Roommate and Bestfriend!Chanhee x Fem!Reader ]

Plot - It’s true that best friends have a different sort of comfort level with each other. So things that may seem inappropriate with others aren’t that strange with your best friend. But what if Chanhee has ulterior motives behind his actions? And what if you don’t mind his increasing forwardness?

Warnings - Perv Chanhee, dom!chanhee, dry humping, panty sniffing, groping, clit stimulation, obsession with cum, cum shower?, fur and silk are recurrent textures, filth with plot.

“Look what I got for you,” Chanhee sings as he nears your bed with a pink bag in his hands. His excited wiggle makes you giggle as your curiosity raises.

Chanhee had gone out to shop in the morning with a very reluctant Changmin– which was justified considering you all had a final project to submit in a few days and had no time to go spend the little money you had. Not even when he begged you to come with because “clothes are super duper important. Even more than science,” he had said, prompting Changmin to roll his eyes and flick his head.

Although you had declined the generous offer, you still got excited with him about the prospect of getting a present without any occasion.

Were you forgetting a special date?

“But Why? It’s not even my birthday anytime soon? Did you ruin something of mine?” You inquire suspiciously.

Chanhee gasps in offense at the accusation and implication that he would only get you anything when it’s required and not whenever he wants to. He takes the heart shaped pillow you had thrown careless to the side and chucks it at your head.

“Excuse you, I can get you things if I want even without some reason!”

You glare at him when the pillow lands on your laptop and check to see if any damage was done. It’d kill you if he broke your shit when you were so close to completing the project you’ve been mulling over for what felt like ages.

“Anyway, stop fussing around your computer you nerd. Open this!” He shoves the bag into your hands and snatches your laptop away to put on your bedside table.

You take your sweet time opening the bag. Whatever he got seems to be wrapped in a thousand sheets because you can’t even see an outline no matter how much you unwrap it.

Chanhee impatiently waits for you to succeed and when you don’t, he snatches the item from you and rips away the covering. Standing up, he poses with the item to show you the entire thing and it makes your eyes pop out of their sockets.

“Ta da!”

“Is... is that lingerie?”

Chanhee? Getting you lingerie? It sounds even more ridiculous said out loud than it does in your head.

“That’s what’s in my hands no?” He quips, putting a hand on his hip.

“Why have you gotten me lingerie?”

It’s beyond your comprehension whether this just seems inappropriate to you because of your quickly blossoming crush on your best friend or its just weird by nature for your dude friend to get you lingerie.

Not even your boyfriend. Your Best friend.

“I was walking to the food court when I saw these at display and I knew I had to get this for you,”

“How do you even know my size?” You can’t help the questions from forming. But Chanhee, like the clever bastard he is, has an answer for each and every query.

“I do your laundry too, okay. I snoop around your stuff more often than you think,” he shrugs.

“What the hell are you-”

“You’ll look so pretty in them I can’t wait!” He cuts you off, bouncing on his heels.

If you had water in your mouth, you’re sure you would’ve spat it all over him.

“Can’t wait? For what?” Bewildered would be an understatement to describe your current status.

“For you to wear it and show me of course!” He replies before throwing the panty and bra set at your head and making his exit.

“I’ll take a shower and we’ll make dinner!” Is called out before he closes your door shut.

When you hear the slam of his own door, you pull down the lingerie set to examine it. It’s a lilac silk set with fur lining the top of the cups and around the waistband. Swiping your fingertips on the material you assess its cloud-like softness. A subtle heat rises at the image of Chanhee watching the set on a mannequin and imagining you wearing it.

The heat deepens when you remember that Chanhee actually confessed to messing about with your dirty laundry and the vulgar scenarios that pop up into your brain have you hiding your face in shame.

You can’t wrap your head around the prospect of Chanhee buying you lingerie unprompted but him standing alone in the laundry room and using your dirty panties to rub his cock to completion somehow sounds completely normal. And totally appealing.

You groan out loud and shove your face in your covers. Now you have to think of an occasion where you can wear these and then also not think of Chanhee… sigh

The next few days are easier on you than you had anticipated. Chanhee doesn’t mention the lingerie or that he’s waiting for the perfect time to make you model them for him, which he is. Your project finishes without any hiccups and you’re all finally free to do as you please.

Which Chanhee takes full advantage of of course.. as one does.

He gets more touchier than usual, you notice. And more bolder than he used to be. His hands that had never even held yours without permission were now sneakier than ever. You’d be walking past him and suddenly have your top pulled up or your bottoms pulled down. He would explain he was just “trying to see if you wore the lingerie today,” but only after a hard glare.

And you’d be a liar if you said you didn’t notice the subtle yet not so subtle head tilts of his whenever you wore a skirt around him. On more than one occasion you had caught him trying to peek up your skirt but yet again, he said it was totally innocent and that he only wanted to see if it was his present that you were wearing.

One particular morning you were making breakfast when he had snuck up behind you. The heart attack aside, you couldn’t miss his hands caressing any exposed skin that was on display even if you wanted to. And if you lightly pushed out your ass to grind against his very obvious bulge then no one is to blame you. You were too busy trying to navigate how to fry his egg whilst he dragged his nose up your neck and rasped against your ear how much he “adores the way you smell.”

And speaking of smells– you don’t know if your mind is playing games with you but you’re a hundred percent sure you walked in on him doing the laundry and sniffing your panties. A black lace pair, which he then pocketed right in front of your own two eyes, was stuck to his nose when you walked in. But his lack of shame or fear of being caught in the act made you feel like your eyes deceived you.

At this point the clues were all in front of you but you were personally trying to gaslight yourself into believing it was all in your head and your best friend was not groping you every chance he got. You couldn’t just blatantly tell him you wanted to fuck him right? That he’s hot as fuck and yes you’ve been friends for years but now his dick is kinda looking like something you need to get pounded by?

What could you possibly even say to him? “Hey dude yeah since the day you got me the lingerie set I’ve been noticing you be extra pervy with me like randomly pulling me onto your lap and subtly making me grind on your thigh and I’m sure at one point I felt you cup my pussy which you said was an accident but there’s no explanation why your hand was there in the first place so I don’t know where to go with this haha love you though.”

You’re out of breath and rambling even thinking about that, how the hell are you supposed to say it to his face?

But you so desperately wanna tell him that last night while he “jokingly” pushed you over the back of the couch and pushed his hard-on between your asscheeks accidentally because he was bent over you to whisper in your ear, you had wanted him to strip you naked and take you then and there.

Alas, he had only burst out laughing and left you draped on the couch speechless and needy. You don’t even remember what he had said, only that he was grabbing onto your hips like he was going to pull you onto his naked cock at any second.

But never mind last night, or any night before. You had gotten back your results for your project and had gotten the highest grade in the class. You were relaxed, in your zone and flourishing.

Until Chanhee had barged into your room holding a bottle of champagne and that frightening glimmer in his eyes that always rang the alarms.

He was up to no good.

“Since we’re both free and winning at life, I propose we celebrate with cheap champagne and making fun of our old photos,” his giggle had you almost giving in and confessing then and there.

He made himself comfortable next to you on your bed, immediately cuddling into your side.

“Don’t you have any better ideas,” you choked up.

Your fingers crossed, you begged the universe to please let this night pan out smoothly.

“C’monnnn, don’t you wanna see the idiots who thought kids stealing their crayons at daycare was the most horrible thing in life and tell them there’s worse things in life than that. Like Changmin thinking calculus in college is better than getting bitches–”

“Leave his bitchless ass alone,” you cut him off, which made him shriek out in a laugh. Next time you see Changmin, you’ll be sure to apologise to him for your disrespect towards his education-oriented life choices and how easy it was for you to agree with Chanhee.

You still resumed scoffing at Chanhee’s enthusiasm. “That won’t be as fun as you’re giving it credit,”

“Who cares,” he turned to you. “We’ll think of something more interesting later,”

His hooded eyes worsened your heartbeat and you had to pinch yourself to not get lightheaded under his gaze.

Your voice broke when you opened your laptop and whispered out an “okay fine,” and Chanhee took a quick sip from his glass before patting your thigh and keeping his hand there. A brief once over at him had you shivering in your seat.

However, multiple glasses of alcohol and thousands of childhood photos of you and Chanhee later, one thing led to another and you two had moved on to taking new pictures of each other to make new memories.

After taking another way too close shot of your face that made your face look like a fish and exposed all your pores, Chanhee laughs so hard that he falls next to you. You’re still looking at the image on his phone when he turns to you and takes it as an opportunity to admire your face.

“You’re gonna burn my face with your laser focus,”

He rolls his eyes at your comment when you return his stare.

“I’m not lasereyes from X-men–”

“His name is Cyclops– I swear one of these days Hyunjae and I are gonna beat your ass for disrespecting our superheroes,” whining, you shove his hands away from your sides as he tries to pull you into a spooning position.

“Wanna make some new memories?”

The sudden change in topics makes you still and whip your head to look at him. The vague proposal could hold many underlying messages and knowing Chanhee, it definitely does.

“What kind of memories?”

Chanhee gets up and pushes himself over you, caging you on the bed.

“Why don’t you wear the pretty lingerie I got you a few days ago and pose for me,” you gulp so harsh it almost turns painful but Chanhee continues, his register lower than before, “In a few years, we can look at those photos instead since you find the old ones boring,”

You don’t have the strength to say much and silently move away from under him. Chanhee’s eyes follow your ass walking away and he sits on the edge of the bed facing your closet.

Taking out his present is a quick process since you never found it in you to properly stash it away. Pulling your shirt up a little, you call out for him to close his eyes. You don’t turn to look whether he’s following instructions or not. Strangely, you’d prefer if he watched.

To say Chanhee’s awestruck when he sees you would be an understatement.

The bra cups your tits perfectly and the fabric and fur attachment makes them look plump and soft. It makes Chanhee’s hands itch besides him. His eyes trail drown to your torso all the way to your panties. His brain immediately starts pestering at him to pull the sides up so he can see the outline of your pussy more clearly. Instead, he beckons you closer with his fingers.

You refuse to look at him when walking your way towards him, twiddling your thumbs and trying not to let self-consciousness force you to run for the hills.

Standing between his spread legs, you wait for a reaction. Chanhee holds your waist to look at you all over, rubbing your sides with his thumbs to alleviate some of your very visible embarrassment. He lets go with one hand, opting to grab you right under your asscheek and pulls you even closer.

“If I ask you to do something,” you finally look into his eyes, legs trying to buckle from his breathy voice, “will you be a good girl and do it for me?”

There’s a small smirk on his face and you’re sure he can feel the goosebumps rising on your skin. You nod your head yes and wait for him again.

Chanhee takes his time voicing his command, letting the suspense marinate while dragging his palms all over your naked legs and waist.

“I want you to rub yourself on my covered cock until you make a wet patch right here,” he completes his sentence by poking at your pussy lips through the silk. The action makes the crotch of your panties pulls the cloth to form the shape of your pussy, just like he wanted.

Nipping at your bottom lip you consider that taking a seat on his lap is the only logical move to make next. Chanhee hisses when, in your effort to get comfortable, you brush against his hidden cock. Throbbing already, your movements are way too slow for him to wait.

He swiftly pulls down his sweatpants all the way to his thighs and grabs the back of yours to slide you against him. Cock pushing between your folds, he drags out a relaxed sigh as the heat of your centre wraps around him. His cock pulses underneath you and he pulls you harder against him. Even through the safety of both of yours underwear’s, Chanhee’s bulge pushes at your clit repeatedly.

You can’t stop the small cries from escaping your mouth at each drag of your cunt against his dick because the sensation of your drenched panties sticking to your folds has your hole clenching in desperation.

Chanhee’s control over your hips never ceases its steady rhythm and continues to make your clit more sensitive as time ticks by. Overcome with desperation you had to shove your hand over your mouth to stop whining like a wounded animal. Your neediness kept swinging out of hand with every swivel of your hips.

Chanhee takes it upon himself to surprise you with suddenly jolts of his pelvis, digging his cock deeper into your split lips in random intervals.

Soon enough, your hips stutter and you hunch over Chanhee, holding his shoulders for support. Your cunt drools enough to form a large wet patch at the crotch of your panties just as Chanhee wanted. He instantly pushes you to stand up again to see the results, carelessly ignoring your trembling legs.

His silent stare makes your hips buck up in anticipation of any further stimulation. You burn up in embarrassment when he suddenly takes to the floor, knees digging into the floor in front of you. No order is given before he pull’s you in and shoves his face between your thighs.

Your thighs open awkwardly besides his head as he sniffs at your crotch. Multiple theories popped up in your mind yet none of them suggested that he was going to lick a stripe up your pussy through your panties. You gasp at the sensation and he moans into your folds, letting you know how good you taste even through a barrier.

He wraps his mouth around your heat and sucks harshly, his saliva adding to the dark patch drenching the cloth. An ironically chaste kiss is placed on your pubic bone as he bids it farewell for the time being.

One quick movement and half a second later, you find yourself shaken out of your daze when he shoves you on the bed. You lay on the mattress spread wide and out of breath.

Tugging off your panties, Chanhee makes his way up your body leaving kisses one after the other starting from the bottom of your torso all the way to your neck. He wraps his fingers tightly around the back of your knees and pulls your legs up to bend them for easy access.

“Hold these here, I want you to feel me in your throat,”

His desire drips from his voice as you nod at him.

“Speak up or i’ll tie you to the bed and leave you desperate,” his threat makes you whimper in shock.

“Yes sir,”

The use of sir is your way of bringing the intensity of the room down a notch. But you don’t miss the way he immediately grinds himself into your exposed centre and shudders out a forced laugh.

“Don’t play with fire,” is the last warning you get before his hard length is digging into your dripping cavern.

He begins his rhythm with slow yet powerful thrusts, choosing strength over speed. Your own response comes naturally as you yelp every time his cock shoves its way into you.

The sloppy sounds only increase in volume as he picks up speed but keeps at the same intensity. You’re certain that you’ve never heard yourself get this wet for anyone. You haven’t even heard these sounds in any porn let alone real life.

Chanhee drops more of his weight on you and shoves his face into your neck to hit deeper inside you. When the tip of his cock reaches your g-spot you cry loud enough to warrant a noise complaint from your neighbours.

His pelvis slaps against your clit in that position and the stimulation from both inside and outside makes you suffocate in pleasure.

The closer Chanhee gets to his release, the harsher he gets in the way he handles your body. Leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck and collarbone, he makes his way to your tits and bites at a nipple. One hand constantly stuck to the side on your neck, he laves his tongue on the nipple to sooth the skin when you shout.

You start losing your senses when his biting starts losing its purpose and gets erratic and messy. As much as you want to run away from his teeth, you keep pushing your chest into his face for more.

With Chanhee wrapped around you, your toes curl and your hands drop your legs when you orgasm for the second time that night, completely delirious and spent. Your chest rises and falls rapidly, heartbeat going haywire while you try and regulate your oxygen intake.

It only takes a few of your overstimulated high pitched moans for Chanhee to pull his dick out of you. He wraps his fist around his cock and rubs tights and quickly to chase his high.

“Chanhee..”

He hums at you when you call him. Bangs stuck to his forehead, his hooded eyes look at you while his own breathing quickens.

“Won’t you paint me with your cum, Chanhee?”

You muster up the question in the most innocent voice you can manage. Sure enough, Chanhee cries out in a broken “ah” and releases all over your torso and your chest. He fists his cock to milk out even the very last droplets of his cum to, indeed, paint you with his cum.

He looks up at you when you giggle at him. The panting makes him hard to focus but when he does, he realises some ropes of cum also managed to land at your face.

“You know,” you begin with hopeful eyes, “It would’ve been nice to get a kiss first,”

Chanhee grabs your legs to drag you down at that and you accidentally moan at the burn your sheets leave on your back.

“I think that’s a girlfriend privilege though,” a raised eyebrows and a quirk of his lips challenges you.

“Then make me your girlfriend. What are you waiting for?” You return his energy.

“If I do then you won’t leave this room without your face dripping in my cum. Are you down with that?” Chanhee’s voice drops a few octaves lower.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

A/N - I had so so much fun writing this so I hope you also enjoy! Let me know what you think my friends <3

Taglist - @chewryy @parkhonnie @from-xero @maybeifyoutrieddd @renjun-holic @heednpy

#choi chanhee scenarios #choi chanhee smut #tbz smut #the boyz smut #Chanhee smut #chanhee imagines #choi chanhee hard hours #the boyz hard hours #tbz scenarios #the boyz imagines #the boyz scenarios #the boyz one shots #chanhee oneshots

422 notes · View notes

rosewould · 1 year

Text

pretty boy; cch

🖱️⤻ word count; 1.2k 🖱️⤻ warnings; dubcon, chanhee is mean obviously, fingering, humiliation, degredation, yeah

⌨️⤻ a lil short present, both of them will be short (and poorly edited) but here you go!

“This is really embarrassing for you…” Chanhee mumbles as if he feels bad. He couldn’t after all the things he’s done. The look on his face at this very moment says it all, not a hint of pity or guilt. Just that same unphased boredom he always possesses. He’s been suspicious of you since you first became their manager. He caught you every time you stared at him or glanced at his shirt riding up. You couldn’t help it, you didn’t expect that your next job would involve managing a literal angel. You’ve never seen someone so beautiful.

Chanhee already pulled you aside and tore into you for your shamelessness. You apologized and promised it wouldn’t happen again. You were convinced he felt uncomfortable because that was a normal reaction to being ogled at, and you were being shameless. Then today happens, he asks you to assist him in his room. It’s a normal process you help his members with all the time, but it was the first time he asked you. They’d ask your thoughts on an outfit, help with a hard to reach zipper on one of their elaborate shirts, things like that when you’re checking in. Never have they treated you like this.

He started by asking you to take his shirt off. He wasn’t stuck, it wasn’t one of those crazy shirts, and his arms weren’t broken. And yet he asks you completely unphased like he did everything else. You did as he asked and avoided looking at him like your life depended on it.

“Are you afraid to look at me or something?” He pretended to be confused, he even poked out his lip a bit. You tore your eyes away with a long exhale. “No, I’m just being respectful.”

“Now? What changed?”

“You reminded me how discourteous I was being. I’m sorry for that.” You weren’t sure why he was doing it. He was probably trying to torture you for how you treated him, staring at him like a piece of meat.

“Ah,” he smiled sweetly which made you nervously chew on your lip, “so you only stopped because I told you so? If I didn’t say anything, you’d still stare?”

“N-no!” You dropped the shirt in your hand and held your arms in front of you. “I knew it was wrong. I would’ve stopped, I swear.”

He hummed, suddenly pulling you closer by the hem of your jeans. He started undoing them by popping open the button and yanking the zipper down. “What the fuck are you doing?!” You whispered frantically, keeping your arms raised out of pure bewilderment.

“I don’t believe you.” He stated plainly, looking up at you with his brows slanted upward like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Once your jeans were peeled open to show your embarrassing panties he shoved his hand in. You gasped harshly only to cover your mouth. You grew rigid as his intense eyes stared into yours. You involuntarily whimper when two of his fingers sink into your folds. You were absolutely soaked, instantly coating his fingers with little effort on his part. He smirked with a sharp exhale through his nose. And that’s how you ended up here, his fingers shoved up your sopping hole as he degrades you.

It was embarrassing, it was actually way beyond that. Mortifying was more apt. You can hear the muffled sloshing of his fingers pushing inside you. “All this just from watching me take my shirt off? Are you really that pathetic?” You whimper again behind your hand, turning away from him.

“What is it,” he yanks your hand away from your mouth and pulls your face back to look at him, “am I pretty?” He looks at you with puppy eyes that vastly contrast what he was doing to you. “Is that why you’re so worked up?”

He keeps barraging you with humiliating questions that you refuse to answer, but the only other thing to focus on was him finger fucking you. His fingertips curl deliciously into your sweet spot and you were quickly losing your handle on the situation. Things could get out of hand quickly.

“Yes, you’re pretty, is that what you want to hear?” You speak through stifled breaths, trying your damnedest to be as quiet as possible.

“It’s not about what I want to hear, it’s about my power over you. You’re letting me finger you and you’re dripping.” Chanhee slips his hand from your underwear and shoves them against your lips. In a moment of absurdity you feel disappointed at your sudden emptiness, but you refocus on his fingers coated in your essence. You could smell your arousal and your face gets searingly hot. You snap your head away with a mortified whimper and he chuckles. “I could do whatever I want to you and you’d let me, wouldn’t you?” He grabs your jaw and pulls you to face him again. “Wouldn’t you?” He repeats, finding your gaze and holding it as his eyes scrutinize you. Just in his eyes you can tell how pathetic he thinks you are. You’re filling your panties up with arousal from practically nothing. His bare torso and fingering? Were you a teenager?

“You don’t wanna answer?” He asks with concern so fake you’d be stupid not to see it. Still, you nod, hoping he’d spare you any further embarrassment. Instead he shoves your pants and panties down, muttering for you to step out of them before tossing them across the room. You can’t begin to protest before he’s reading your mind. “Now if someone comes in you can’t hurry to button your pants up. They’ll see how slutty you are for me.” He breathes before sliding his slick fingers over your mound and back inside you. You choke out a moan, immediately clenching around his fingers.

“Fuck-” You shudder, locking your thighs around his hand. He pinches you with his free hand until you whine and open them again. You could feel the coils tightening, you were gonna cum from the fingers of the idol you were meant to be managing. All because you couldn’t be professional enough to stop ogling him. And even now, you can’t tell him to stop. You let him pleasure you even though you know it’s wrong and you could ruin your career. You clamp your eyes shut, clenching your teeth at your carelessness. “Aw, baby gonna cry?” He pouts and he slows the curl of his fingers. You tighten around him, providing ample lubricant to last for hours.

Whether you liked it or not, your pussy was revealing how you really felt. You crave his fingers and his lips and his cock. You want him to fuck you until you cum for him. He leans his face in to tease you even more you assume, but the proximity provides the perfect level of intoxication to make you slip past your defenses. You hold onto his shoulders to brace for your incoming orgasms. He quirks a brow, the soft air from his scoff hitting your face.

“I think you like it when I talk to you like this.”

You instantly reject that notion, but your heightened arousal doesn’t lie. You’re about to gush around his fingers. With your defenses ignored, you end up with your lips melding with his in before you can think it through. Proving his point. He grunts, pushing his tongue into your mouth and slipping it under yours. He pulls your tongue inside his mouth and starts sucking. You whimper, legs starting to tremble as the coils completely compress.

You’re rocketed to your climax when he starts slamming his fingers inside at a speed that snaps the coil open. You cry out, clenching his shoulders as your cunt spasms around his fingers.

likes and reblogs are very appreciated! 🖱️⤻ tbz masterlist

#100 #chanhee #choi chanhee #new #the boyz #kpop #smut #chanhee smut #new smut #the boyz smut

255 notes · View notes

kimsohn · 6 months

Note

your moots as tbz members? :DD

HELLO!! i was wishing for an ask game and it popped in my inbox i literally love you anon. also i feel like i don't know tbz at all so this could be completely off. like i could not explain their government assigned personalities to you but i could tell you how many piercings kevin has so idk what that says about me

i only did the 11 members btw cause i need to go eat lunch sorry for not including everyone 😭😭

@zzoguri as jacob, you are the kindest person ever i need to smooch you and you give me jacob's ifly cover vibes

@sungbeam as changmin, do i even need to say more. also you remind me of kyuramzi idk so fun and smiley but also as a changmin stan you are just slightly crazy. just slightly.

@winterchimez as sangyeon, you're literally my big sister ally also you would be a great mom just like sangyeon would be a great dad

@wuahae as younghoon, whenever you say "oh brother.." i just think younghoon LMAOO i think you are very crazy but also very cool

@juyeonszn as sunwoo, you pop in the chat and it's like what crazy thing are you going to say next. also you are a little bit delusional but i am more delusional so i won't criticize you

@heemingyu as chanhee, bro istg you are the definition of chanhee idek how to explain it. whenever i see you, you're always arguing like you just constantly choose drama idk

@sohnric as eric, you give me extroverted vibes so much and you are very cool 2 me. also i associate sweet like sugar with you so u have fun summer vibes yup

@invuwrld as haknyeon, idk haknyeon is so lovely and u are so lovely to me 2. like you can be loud and chaotic but you also are so so nice!!

@stealanity as juyeon, matty you are so precious and honestly you're a mix of juyeon younghoon haknyeon jacob but i chose juyeon cause juyeon has a very sweet personality and you are very sweet too

@cloverdaisies as hyunjae, u are kinda crazy to me clo like i never know what to expect with you and also you being type 8 gives me hyunjae vibes too

@baesm as kevin, u are literally best friend and you are funny sweet crazy all in one

#ding!#love letter #am i really a deobi idk

24 notes · View notes

suiciderape · 9 months

Text

zeus books ghetto daddy kick

ghetto daddy dick is hella ghetto so we dont like u when power out fuck u bitch its cool we go home for daddy we go home for daddy ew u suck bitch that was not funny we dont dingo daddy it wasnt funny laser beam 999 ew ur fucking ghetto? ew ur daddy dick is big? ew fuck u bitch dick earter desaraes dick came in my mouth fuck u bitch i dont need 911 child porno mommys 911 chile raper surprised ew! ok geto off my dick ew ur gonna rape a girl too staphanie soo didnt do shit ew fuck u bitch desarae is my best friend literally so likee dont get geto on tv for child raping porno scenes damn it faggot chinese internet house ew ur bad so cool yay foodies aw! call hrt

call her asap fox news wow me? stephanie roos they said u didnt like it and i got mad? weird wtf the fuck bitch who are u? paranoid choi twitter ma ga

manga chanhee zombie apo omg so cool! when? 2019 omg u just met me? hahaha bitch its 2023 sept 6 omg! really black mistresa aleiah did it zombiee apoloclypse chanhee is recording ur house dont leave ily desarae holljns newly yoon keeho dotta bjtfh slrry lklA yay! aww lol hey chanhee wants u to stop talking about me! we likee u but we dont like stephanie soo roos who? ur getting ghetto fur manga agen lol what stop thinking ur my bestie lol ok? so whqtw ur uglt i like my dotta no one wants to fuck u bitchs dezmond is at ur house who is this? chanhee still dont fuck my dotta bitchs geto real

#chanhee pop me

0 notes

kawaiicherryblossomperfection · 9 months

Text

what the fuck do u want bitch hurry up and say that shit i just figured out that im forced to have joy division as my favorite band that shit is fucked up fr fr it is bc i have zero patience on the day it has nothing to do with the name right? nah i dont know joy division! ok so i have zero patience and ur sitting on ur millionaires while he surfs hell nah cypress and mt st helens & oh bob hehe mhm :) macdonalds angel? insider are coming along too once i actually meet them hell yeah this is chinese meth we live on the intercom *gs* chanhee pop me wait whaat? its lava & knives they go to james madison hipster high school the real ghetto joy division! im a dork? ok go to hell im here for joy division not hipster high school hell nah they are not my friends or anything to me at all and they are not welcome into my house whatsoever unless its to murder alvins ugly stupid wife and she was murdered absolutely call the cops right fucking now shes dead in my house a body bag her swim suit ew!

#chanhee *pop* me?#ew #the boyz official manga #keeho #p3k

0 notes

yootaesowlwrites · 8 months

Text

Are You Growling? - New / Choi Chanhee

A/N: This is just my personal thought here, but I while writing this, I couldn’t stop imagining him as a whiny and vocal person when you’re making him feel good. again, just my personal thought here.

W/C: 3.3K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Are you growling?” + “Which do you prefer, fingers/hand or mouth?”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, use of camera, handjob, blowjob, licking, marking, whiny!Chanhee, biting/nipping, spitting, teasing, nudism, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

Chanhee held his camera in his hand as he looks through the photos he had just taken, while you were sitting on the couch, scrolling through movie titles on Netflix to try and find something to your liking, you could hear Chanhee taking some pictures of you. You bite the inside of your cheeks as an idea pops into your mind, you turn the television off and place the remote down and turn your attention to your boyfriend, if the television wasn’t going to entertain you, then you will entertain yourself, and your boyfriend.

“Chanhee… I have an idea,” You say. He lowers his camera and looks at you, you stand from your spot on the couch and make your way to him, he could see a seductive smirk on your lips as you approach him and an extra sway in your hips. “Since you like taking pictures, I have the perfect shot for you to take, that is, if you’re up for it?” He nods his head, swallowing.

“Ye-yes,” He stutters out, already having some kind of an idea what kind of shot you had in mind. You smile and stop in front of him, your hand brushes over his cheek before your fingers comb through his hair, pushing it back only for them to fall over his eyes.

“Perfect…” You say before lowering down to your knees and looking up at him, you watch his eyes widen and grab onto his belt, you slowly undo it and pull it from the loops before tossing it aside, you unzip the zipper next and slowly pull his jeans down. “Babe… can you please take your shirt off for me?” You bat your lashes as you ask him with the most innocent expression you could muster, he quickly nods his head and within moments his shirt landed on the floor. “Perfect, you’re going to want to this in your photo,” You move closer to him, and he lifts the camera to his face, you press your tongue against his abdomen and lick a thick slow stripe upwards towards his belly button. The camera shutters as he takes the pictures, your eyes staring up at him as you sinfully lick up his stomach as your hands held onto his hips, you hear another picture being taken as you slide your tongue down, stopping when you reach his underwear.

“I…” He breathes out, you smile and slide one hand from his hip to the front of his boxers and slowly rub your hand along his soft length. “Y-Y/n…” Your teeth graze his skin as you take the fabric of his underwear between them and tug on it, you release it, letting it snap back against his skin. “Oh!” The sound was between a gasp and moan, and it sounded so damn delicious. “Y-Y/n, baby…” You press your tongue against his stomach and lick a stripe towards his hips before nipping on his skin. “Fu-fuck…”

“Whine for me, Chanhee…” You say, you could feel his cock slowly growing hard underneath your touch as you palmed him through his underwear. “I want to hear you whine for me, baby,” You could see his cheeks becoming flushed at your words. Your tongue glides back to his stomach, and you begin sucking on his lower abdomen, among to leave a dark bruise behind.

“Yyy/nnn…” He whines out, you smirk against his skin as you hear him whine your name, your teeth graze against his skin before you pull away and move your lips just above the mark you had just created and begin sucking another one. “Yyyy/nnn, babbyyy,” You on the hand lightly scratch at his sides as you slide your hand lower. “Hmmpf, fuuuck,” Your fingers hook into the elastic of his underwear, and you drag it down, slowly freeing his cock and exposing him to you. You move your lisp to a higher spot on his stomach and begin sucking in a third mark. “Y/n, fuuuuck, babbbbyyy…” His underwear drops to the floor on top of his jeans that were still pooled around his ankles.

You pull away from his stomach and look at the three marks you had just sucked into his skin, the last one wasn’t as dark as the previous two, but it would have to do for now, if you wanted to later, you would make it darker. You sit back on your knees and rest both your hands on top of your thighs and lift your head to look up at him.

“Which do you prefer, my hand or my mouth?” You ask. You hear him take in a shuddering breath, the grip he had on his camera was tight, or it seemed like it was with how white his knuckles were turning.

“B-both,” He stutters out, you smirk, feeling satisfied with his answer. You lean forward and place a gentle kiss on his pubic bone, while your hands are pressed against his thighs. You look up at him, and he could see your smirk appearing on your lips for a split second before your teeth nipped at the sensitive skin of his pubic bone. “Yy/nnn…” Fuck, his whines just sounded so fucking good, it was making you grow wet just hearing them. You rub your hands up and down his thighs, making sure to touch everywhere except his cock. “Hmm…” You move your head to his thigh and place a kiss on top of it while you slipped your hand to the inside of it.

“Are you getting this, Chanhee?” You ask in a soft tone, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. “Does it feel good, Chanhee?” You watch him struggle to snap the picture before biting your lip and sliding your hand a little higher, watching as he sucks in a deep breath with your fingers brushed against his balls. “How are you going to take the main picture if you’re struggling so much now, baby?” You slide your hand away from his balls. “Why don’t you try leaning against the wall for some support, maybe that will help?” The wall wasn’t too far from where he stood, he steps out of his jeans and underwear as he takes quick steps backwards, you push his pants away before moving closer to him. “Better?” You place your hands on top of his thighs.

“Y-yes,” He stutters out. You nod your head and admire him for a moment, his cheeks were flushed, and his ears were red, seeing him in this flushed state was absolutely heavenly for you, it was all because of you and for you.

“From the angle I am, I would love to take a picture of you,” You say. “And save it as my lock screen,” You watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. “And be reminded of this moment,” He licks his lips as you lean closer. “But I’m too eager now to make you feel good to go and grab my phone, so maybe next time,” Your eyes drop, and you saw his cock was semi-hard now, and pre-cum was just starting to form at his slit. Your hand slides between his thighs before you cup his balls, making him gasp at the sudden contact.

“Oh, my fucking…” He mutters. His lids flutter as he tries to get his mind to settle for just a moment. “Y/n, Fuck…” You hear him snap a picture, and you were almost certain by the end of this little photo shoot, the last few pictures would be out of focus. Your fingers knead into his balls, making sure to watch his reaction to see what he liked the most, your fingers lightly scratch at it, and you watch as he shivers at the touch. You bring your other hand to your mouth and gather saliva in your mouth before spitting in your hand and wrapping your hand around the base of his cock. “OH, my fucking…” His hips slightly buck as your wet hand makes contact with his warm cock.

“Chanhee… seeing you like this, it has me so wet right now,” You say as you look up at his face for a moment, his lips part, and you hear him gasp. “I should show you,” You pull your hand away from his balls, and he watches you intently as you slip your hand past the waistband of your pants and cup yourself. “Ohhh… it’s so slick,” You slide your fingers through your folds, gathering your juices onto them before you pull your hand from your pants and lift it into the air to show him.

“Fuck, Y/n, fuck, you… I…” He stutters out, his pupils dilating as he watches your fingers glisten in the light. His cock twitches as it grows harder and more pre-cum oozes from the slit. You slide your hand along his length, spreading your saliva over him before swiping your thumb over the head of his cock and dragging your hand back to the base of it.

“See how wet you have me, baby,” You say before you move your hand back between his legs and cup his balls, you watch him bite his lower lip as he feels your arousal make contact with his balls, fuck, his mind was spinning at how hot it was and at how hot the room suddenly felt. “Are you ready for this shot, Chanhee?” You lean closer, and he watches carefully, hoping that the shot was in focus.

“Ohhh,” He moans as he feels your lips touch the tip of his cock, a shuttering sound goes through the air, and you slip your tongue out to press against the underside of his cock, another picture was taken, and you could hear his breathing picking up. You slide your tongue along the underside, feeling the prominent vein there as you do. “Oh, fuck, fuck, I…” You twist your hand around his cock before sliding it along his length, pausing once it touched your tongue. You slide your hand back to the base of his cock and circle your tongue around the head of his cock, tasting the saltiness from his pre-cum.

“You’re so big, Chanhee…” You whisper as his cock stands fully erect in your grip. “I almost want you inside me now…” You watch sweat build up on his skin, you weren’t sure how long he was going to be able to hold his camera. “But…” You trail off before wrapping your lips around the head of his cock and begin sucking on it, his lids flutter, and you hear another picture being taken. “Hmm…”

“Fuck, Y/n… fuuuuckkk,” He whines out. You take him more in your mouth and hear another picture being taken as your mouth becomes stuffed with his cock. “Fuuuucccckkk,” His whines were getting louder, and you knew he was enjoying this. You twist your hand around the base of his cock while your other hand kneads into his balls, adding to the sensation he was experiencing. You take him deeper into your mouth, feeling the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat, you pause once you hear a different noise coming from him and stare up at him. “Ughm, gahh,” Your pussy twitches at how rough they sounded, they kind of sounded like… You quickly pull away from his cock, strings of saliva breaking off as you do.

“Are you growling?” You ask. His eyes widen at your question before slowly nodding his head. “Fuck… I thought your whines were hot, but you growling… fuck, Chanhee…” You wrap your lips around the head of his cock once more and press the tip of your tongue against his slit, another growl falls from his lips, fuck… It was making you even wetter just hearing the growling sound rumbling from his chest.

“Fuck, I need to be inside you, babbbyyy,” He half whines and half growls out, his free hand coming to the back of your head and twisting into your locks before pulling you off from his cock, he quickly places the camera on the closest table before pushing you down onto your back making you release your hold on his balls and cock as he moves down to the floor as well. His hands fumble with the hem of your shirt, and you quickly help get rid of it for him, his hands then quickly move to the elastic of your pants and panties, and he tries to tug it down, only for his grip to slip.

“You’re so eager,” You say and take hold of your waistband before pushing your pants and panties down, he quickly grabs it halfway and tugs it down further before getting rid of it, you sit upright and grab his shoulders and push him down to the ground before straddling his waist. “Let me do it,” You place one hand on his chest while your other hand moves between your legs to take hold of his cock that was poking against your pussy.

“Fuuuckk,” He grunts as your hand wraps around his cock, you drag him through your folds and push the head of his cock into you, you release his cock and place your hand next to your other hand on his chest and slowly sink onto him.

“Ohhh, uhm, fuck, Chanhee…” You moan. You tilt your head back as your jaw slacks, Chanhee watches your reaction as he fights to keep his eyes open as your wall stretches around his cock.

“Yyy/nnn…” He whines, his mind spinning at the sensational feeling going through his body. He grabs onto your hips and holds onto you when you stop once his cock was completely inside you. “Fuck…” You lift your head to look down at him, and he swore he could blow right then and there.

“I’m about to…” You say and slowly lift your hips, his cock slides out of you with a loud squelch, his grip on you tightens afraid his cock would slip out from you completely. “Hold me tighter,” And with that you lower yourself down onto him, getting filled by him swiftly again.

“Fuck, baby… shit, that feels…” He groans out, your tits bounce as you bounce on his cock and press your fingers into his chest. “Amazing…” You could feel sweat starting to trickle down your back, and he could see your skin starting to glisten in the light from your sweat.

“Chanhee…” You breathe out. The way his cock was hitting inside you felt so right, it felt like it was rubbing against the right places. “Fuck…” Your fingers curl against his chest, leaving a few red streaks behind on his skin. “Fuck…” Your chest heaves up and down as you breathe quicker. He watches as you push your arms together, pushing your breasts together.

“You…” He moans and bucks his hips upwards, needing to feel more of your pussy, needing to feel your walls clench around him. “Will be the end of me one day…” You smirk as you look at him, he bites his lower lip as he watches your face, sin was written all over it. “FUCK!”

“Are you complaining?” You ask. Your hips rolled faster over his cock as you felt your insides flip, and your muscles tighten, your high was closing in as his cock was hitting all the right spots. “Play with my clit,” One of his hands cups your mound, and you feel his finger press down against your clit. “Fuck…”

“I’m n-not,” He says, sounding breathless. You could see his hair sticking to his forehead and his neck. “Fuck, that feels…” You watch his eyes shut, and his lids twitch, the sight has you lifting and lowering your hips as fast as you could and his finger seemed to follow the fast-paced rhythm.

“Fuck… yes, like that,” You moan and shut your own eyes as you feel a tingling shiver go up your spine, your toes curl, and you feel your legs slowly becoming tingling. “Fuck… yes, Chanhee…” You lick your lips before letting out a breathy moan. The sound of your wetness squelching filled the air, and the sound of your mixed moans bounced off the walls. “Ch-Chanhee…” You could see stars starting to appear behind your lids and slid your hand down his chest and stomach, leaving long red scratch marks behind on his skin, and placed your hand on top of his to press his finger harder against your clit. “FUCK!” Your back arches at the same time as his hips buck upwards.

“FUCK, Y/N!” He screams, feeling your walls clamp down tightly around him. His body begins to shake and hot ropes of cum spill into you, while the tension inside you snapped, and you were tossed right into the clouds of your orgasm, your body felt light as you continue to ride him with a slow pace, his finger along with yours continue to rub your clit, easing you through your high while you were easing him through his high.

“Fuck, fuck, Chanhee, fuck, baby, that…” You blubber out, feeling tears brimming in your eyes. “Fuck…” His body slowly stops shaking, and he lowers his hips to the ground, you pull at his hand, pulling his hand away from your clit before you lay down on top of him, breathing hard and trying to gather your thoughts.

“Y/n… Y/n, dammit… I…” He mutters and slides his hand on your waist to your lower back before dragging his fingers up along your spine. “Fuck…” The afterglow feeling begins to settle in as you both lay on the floor, breathing hard and trying to catch your breath. The air surrounding you slowly cool down and nips at your wet skin, you lift your head and rest your chin on his chest and open your eyes. He opens his eyes and looks at you with a content expression on his face.

“How did you like my idea?” You ask with a tired smile on your lips. His fingers pause in the middle of your back, and you feel his hand flatten to gently squeeze you.

“I loved it,” He whispers. “I should go through them now, and see how it all led to this,” You smile and move one of your hands to his jaw to cup the side of his face. “But it can wait until later… can we go and shower now?” You softly chuckle and nod your head, as you laugh you could feel his cock slipping out from you.

“Hmm, we can,” You say and slowly push yourself into a sitting position, you climb off him and stand before grabbing onto the wall, your legs feel like jelly and like they could collapse beneath you at any moment, Chanhee was quick to his feet to hold onto you.

“Maybe a bath would be a better option…” He says before helping you down the hall towards your bathroom. You lean into his hold and glance up at him.

“How are you feeling?” You softly ask. “Are you okay, like any discomfort… pain?” He looks down at you for a moment before guiding you into the bathroom.

“I’m feeling like I’m on cloud nine,” He says. “No pain, no discomfort… just bliss,” You nod your head and sit on top of the toilet seat. “Let me run the bath, and you can tell me if you’re feeling any of those feelings?” You watch as he moves towards the tub.

“None of the above, except bliss… pleasure, satisfaction,” You say, he looks back at you and saw you smiling at him. “All good feelings,” He nods his head and opens the tap, letting the water run into the tub and makes his way back to you, he places his hands on your shoulders and you look up.

“Good, all good is good to hear,” He says and leans down to press a kiss against your lips.

26 notes · View notes