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D.A | Silence Speaks ft Sullyoon & Isa.

length: 18.5k words (My god, I'm so sorry.) ✦

Sullyoon & Isa & Male Reader.

Sequel to My Number One.

genres: subbest sub! sullyoon, sub! isa, threesome, double blowjob, fluffy, oral sex, lesbian, public sex, daddy kink, slight squirt, creampie, hard sex, ✧

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Seeing her perform was always a delight for you.

That day was a musical show day, and as usual, you always accompanied Sullyoon to all of her activities almost without exception. Your numbers on the purple platform had grown quite a bit and were still growing exponentially, that made your working hours decrease, and your audience was more and more loyal to your content, so you could afford not to stream for a day or two and spend time with Sully.

Someone else might care about being a public figure and dating another public figure twice as famous as you, but your entire audience was English-speaking, you were sure that absolutely no one would ever recognize you in Korea, you were just another established foreigner, and that's it. Of course, it wasn't like you could afford to take her wherever you wanted, first because that meant big trouble with Haewon, and second because Sully could get into trouble, big trouble.

You already had a big scare a few weeks ago. You picked Sully up from one of her rehearsals that night, you arrived in your car at about 11 PM, and you called her on her phone to let her know you had arrived, but just when you knew she was going to leave the building, you saw some rather suspicious people move around in the rearview mirror, with what appeared to be cameras that went quite unnoticed. Dispatch? Probably. Quickly and in a fit of panic you called her back while you put on the hood of your hoodie and slumped into the seat so they wouldn't see you, telling her to stay inside for a while while they left, about half an hour passed, and seeing that they were not going to get anything, they left. Even so, still not feeling safe, you had to pick up Sully through a secondary exit, which was for staff only.

Despite all the difficulties, everything was going great and very few things could ruin your days, your relationship with Sully (you would count Jinni, but your relationship with her, if you could call it that, was something much more intermittent) was beautiful and peaceful, and you felt that absolutely nothing could improve it. Mistaken.

As usual, you had to wait in the dressing room with all the rest of the staff while they did their respective recordings for the show. This was a more spacious room than usual, but the distribution of furniture was practically the same: work tables with chairs and mirrors spread over the three walls, two medium-sized sofas, and a 32-inch television in one of the corners, where the images that were being shot were transmitted in real time.

Love Me Like This was without a doubt the best title track that JYP had given them so far, it was a perfect and round song, they all stood out equally, and the choreography was quite addictive to watch. You were sitting on one of the two sofas while you were talking with Sully's stylist, who today chose to put two braids on each side of her head and an outfit that, as always, highlighted her curvy figure and her greatest feature, that flat abdomen, creamy and pretty that drove you so crazy. Exceptional work on her part, it had to be said.

As the minutes passed, the recording finally came to an end, and the television went black with the SBS Inkigayo logo in the middle. You took out your phone, and dedicated yourself to waiting patiently while the girls returned to the dressing room. It took about 15 minutes until you finally saw Haewon peek out the door and walk in, followed by Lily, Bae, and your girlfriend.

"Oh, you're here, someone will be very happy to see you," Haewon said, going to sit in one of the chairs in front of the mirrors.

Sully didn't know you had arrived yet, and as soon as she saw you her two eyes lit up like two brilliant sea pearls. You stood up, and she ran towards you with a beaming smile from ear to ear to hug you.

"Hello honey," you murmured so only she could hear, "you were amazing today," you gave her a small kiss on the temple, after making sure no one was paying too much attention.

"Hi d..." she was about to call out to you like she always does, but just at that moment a hairstylist passed behind you, "You think so?" she took a little step back, and placed her hands on your chest, "The camera work was a little awkward this time, a lot of close-ups."

"Oh yeah, I noticed," you nodded, "but hey, that was really cool! Besides, you look gorgeous with those braids and that outfit," you said as you looked at her gray, red-striped sweater.

"Mmm, I prefer my hair down, but thanks...daddy," she murmured, already sure no one was near her, "Oh, I'm hungry, can we go get something to eat? Please?"

Lily had sat in the same space on the sofa where you were before, and as soon as she heard the word 'eat', she jumped up and stood next to you.

"Can I go with you guys?" she asked with a small smile on her face. Sully looked somewhat puzzled, but as usual, she left the last word up to you.

"Oh sure, come on," you nodded towards the exit.

The SBS facilities were somewhat confusing and intrinsic for you, it was the second time you went there, and the first time had been so long ago that you didn't even remember where things were, you had no choice but to let yourself be guided by Lily and Sully through the corridors, until you came to a common area where there were vending machines of all kinds. There were several idols from various groups that you instantly recognized there, Tsuki and Suhyeon from Billlie, Solar from Mamamoo, Serim from Cravity, and two girls from a group that you were a particular fan of, but had never met due to the different agendas between your girlfriend's group and theirs: Isa and Sumin from STAYC.

"Oh shit," Sully and Lily were ahead of you, you had to grab both of their forearms to get them to stop, "how many people in there do you know?"

"None," Sully admitted, realizing when you told her, and now even more nervous than you.

"Oh come on, you don't have to talk to anyone!" Lily exclaimed, clearly being the extrovert she was in front of two introverts like you two, "Just smile and say hi."

"Easy for you to say, you're Aussie," you said, glancing discreetly at Isa, who was walking with Sumin to one of the drink vending machines. The outfit she wore was simple, but it worked perfectly for the beautiful girl that she was; the red on her sweater highlighted her red hair in a rather cute way, and her jean skirt exposed her fleshy pale legs, an allure that held your attention for a moment.

"What does it have to do with me being Aussie?" Lily turned around confused, and you had to pretend you weren't staring at Isa.

"I don't know, I've never met a single Aussie who isn't a social butterfly," you shrugged, and then saw Sully, who seemed rather distracted looking in the same direction as you a moment ago, "honey? "

"Huh?" she turned a little confused, "Oh, sorry," she started to play with her hands, "Just go ahead of me, okay?"

"Yeah yeah, whatever, let's go."

Going between all those celebrities you didn't know personally was a bit easier than you thought, but you couldn't help but feel like a fish out of water. They were all quite nice and cordial when they greeted and smiled back, even Solar, who you thought would be a little tougher for having been in the industry for so many years, greeted Lily and Sully with kindness and letting them know that she was a big fan of their last comeback, the problem came when you got to one of the snack vending machines, right next to the one that Isa and Sumin used. You greeted them like everyone else, and then you let Sully and Lily do their work, staring down each row of the vending machine just to ask Sully for something in case there was something that caught your eye, until you noticed eyes on you, you turned your head and looked at the wall between vending machines to see out of the corner of your eye how the two STAYC girls looked at you while they talked about what to get.

"Ahhh! I don't know if I should get barley tea or purple corn tea," Isa said as she looked back at the cold drinks side of the vending machine.

"I think I'll just have strawberry milk," Sumin replied from beside her, "Oh, and Seeun wants a gatorade, for some reason."

You turned your head a few more centimeters, the exact moment when only Isa was looking at you, you exchanged glances with her, and three seconds passed in which she saw you with two pretty, shiny kitty eyes until you turned your eyes forward. The girls kept choosing snacks, but again you noticed Sully strangely distracted, as if something else had her attention completely taken away from what was happening, you followed her movements with your eyes, and you noticed that what had her so distracted was the same reason why you felt observed.

Sully couldn't stop staring at Isa, it wasn't like she had her gaze completely locked on her, but every few seconds she'd sneakily give her a shy look, you knew your girlfriend, and you knew those eyes were more than just a girl wanting to make a friend, a thought crossed your mind, but it was gone as fast as a shooting star, you were just daydreaming.

"Seol Yoonah!" Lily exclaimed, annoyed looking at Sully, noticing her obvious distraction, "do you want to get what you want or not?"

"Oh yeah yeah, sorry unnie," Sully apologized once more as she snapped out of her hypnosis.

When they finished taking their snacks, you, Sully and Lily were about to leave, you took a few steps with Lily ahead of you two, until you were stopped by a serene and sweet voice.

"Unnie!" you three turned around, finding yourself facing Isa, and a few steps behind, Sumin waiting for her, "Uh... I wanted to tell you that... well, I really love your song!" She said hesitantly, with the most adorable eye smile you've ever seen, "I always watch all your stages."

She was talking directly to Sully, you and Lily exchanged glances, and she just shrugged to make a 'just let her socialize' sign.

"Oh, aigooo…" Sully put her hand to her mouth and giggled nervously, then bowed to her, "Thank you so much! Uh… I love Teddy Bear too, and… you look very pretty with that hair color!"

"Ahhh! Thank you very much! You look very pretty too," Isa bowed back, still smiling, and you could swear her cheeks were a little red. You just stood there, watching how two tenderness and cuteness masses did nothing but compliment each other.

"Guys… hmm, I guess I'll go ahead," Lily said, but clearly only you were paying attention to her, you nodded, and she just turned and headed down the hall.

"And he… he's very handsome," Isa said to Sully, but looking at you with the same eyes she looked at you a minute ago, "Is he your… manager?"

"It's my d…" Sully was about to say the word, but you cleared your throat to get her attention, "It's… you know, I can't say it out loud," your girlfriend shook her head, a blush building on her cheeks, Isa just giggled.

"Okay, you don't have to say it, I get it," she nodded and then looked at you again, "Oppa, how about... I give you guys my number?

"Oh, I didn't bring my phone..." Sully wailed, patting the pockets of her pants, "daddy, do you?"

Sully was sometimes very silly, and this time she didn't realize that she had said the word in front of two other people besides you, but those two people and you did, it seemed quite natural to Isa, in fact, she didn't even flinch, in the other hand, Sumin raised both eyebrows somewhat surprised and nodded slowly, and you, well, you just wanted to die of embarrassment.

"Yeah... sure," you agreed after a sigh, pulling your phone out of your pocket. Isa dictated her number to you, you wrote it down, and immediately sent her a text for her to book you. Then you repeated the same process, but Sully was the one who dictated her number to Isa.

"Unnie, you thought he was really handsome too, don't you want his number?" Isa said to Sumin, turning to see her, but she immediately widened her eyes when she noticed your gaze. Her outfit was also very pretty, a striped sweater, short skirt with a belt, the same long converse boots as Isa, and circular glasses that made her look quite adorable. She turned around, completely ignoring the question that had just been asked, "Well, take that as a no, for now," Isa shrugged, looking back at you.

"Tell her for me that she's really cute too, since she looks like she wants to run out of here," you laughed, pointing with your chin as Sumin fidgeted with her legs.

"With pleasure!" Isa smiled at you and nodded, then looked at Sully, "I'll text you when I get home, okay?" she asked her in a sweet and loving tone of voice, "it was nice meeting you, unnie," then turned to you, "and you too, oppa," she winked at you, to turn around and walk off with Sumin.

"Well, that was unexpected," you turned to look at Sully, and she turned to look at you, "you called me daddy in front of them, you know that right?"

"What? I really did that?!" Sully asked in alarm, then she put her hands to her mouth and made puppy eyes, "God, I'm so sorry daddy!" she started to wail, but you took both of her hands and squeezed them gently.

"Shhh," you subtly silenced her, "it's okay, they didn't seem alarmed about it, I don't think they'd say anything to anyone."

"Are you sure? Only you and I were supposed to know that... and Jinni, and Lily, and Haewonie..."

"Wait, Lily and Haewon know?" you frowned in confusion.

"I've inadvertently referred to you that way, I'm sorry..." she pouted like she was about to cry.

"No, it's fine, I just want to know in front of whom I should fake it and who I shouldn't."

"Well, Bae doesn't know yet… or maybe she does," she glanced to the side then scratched her temple thoughtfully. You let out a sigh.

"Let's just go honey, we shouldn't be talking about this here," you offered her your arm, and she grabbed it with both of her hands, then you started walking back to the dressing room.

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Everything was calm while you waited in the dressing room, the girls were removing their makeup, talking to each other and eating snacks. Sully was a few feet away from you sitting in her chair, and you were sitting alone on the couch looking at your phone when you suddenly got a message. Reading it made your heart skip a beat for a second, you knew that this couldn't be about anything innocent, whether it was bad or good.

You stood up and adjusted your sweater. You walked over to the seat where Sullyoon was sitting, and flexed your knees to get closer to her ear.

"Honey, I need to go to the bathroom, my stomach hurts, I'll be back in a bit, okay?" you said.

"Oh okay, let me know if you need anything, please," she replied, looking at you through the mirror with worried puppy dog eyes.

"Thanks darling, I'll be fine," you winked at her, and then turned to leave the dressing room.

The warnings were quite easy to follow, in fact, it would not have been a problem for you to get there due to the difference in the flow of people between areas, but it was still a worryingly hidden place. A turn to the right, another to the left, then a long corridor, and another turn to the right were enough to find the aforementioned service stairs. It was a well-lit area, with security lights on each wall. There was a staircase that went up, and another that went down, where there was a door that said: 'For maintenance personnel'. Isa was waiting for you on the second step of the stairs that led to that door. She was staring at her phone, leaning against the stair rail.

"Oh wow, long time no see," she joked as she noticed you approaching her.

"I know, right? It felt like forever," you joked back, leaning against the railing opposite her, "do you need anything?" you asked, getting straight to the point. Isa was thoughtful for a moment.

"Mmmm, not really," she shook her head doubtfully, "or maybe yes, I don't know, it all depends."

"Depends on what?"

"On how much you like me… or how much Sullyoonie likes you," she tucked her phone into her front pocket, laced her hands behind her back and cocked her head to give you a flirtatious look.

"That's pretty serious assumptions you're making, honey," you also cocked her head, looking into her eyes, "how are you so sure of what you're saying?"

"Eyes never lie," she softly denied, "and I'm an expert at reading people's eyes."

"Oh yeah?" You raised both eyebrows, "Well, it turns out that I am, too, and if your assumptions turn out to be true, I guess your position is not too different from mine."

"I'm not going to deny it," she shrugged, "I find you very handsome, and you're definitely my type… you and you… should I say girlfriend?" she gave a small giggle.

"Our relationship is kind of… special, but yeah, she's my girlfriend," you nodded, "you like her, huh?"

"Very much, she has a very fine and delicate face, and if I may say so, she has a very, very hot body," she looked away from you and looked at nothing, as if imagining her.

"Well, she quite likes you too," you crossed your arms, "my poor girl couldn't even focus with you next to her."

"And neither do you. You just proved me right," her eyes returned to yours. She got off the railing and took a few steps forward, until she was a little less than a meter away from you, "do you like me?"

"Do you really need me to answer you? I thought you were an expert at reading people's eyes," you teased, and brought your hand to a strand of her red hair, straightening it to the end. She saw your hand, and then she saw you.

"I'd just like to hear it… daaaaddy," she elongated the first syllable with a sweet, flirtatious tone. She took just a couple more steps, which was enough to be just inches from your body. Her hands rested on your chest, and the look on her face changed completely. When you first spoke to her she was a sweet kitten, now she was a feral cat begging for food.

All your senses were sharpened at that precise moment. Isa's voice was silky, sweet and charming, if she was trying to get you into her little ambush, she had undoubtedly succeeded. You were entranced by her beautiful eyes, and seeing her parted lips awakened in you the deepest of feral instincts.

"Do you want me to fuck you right here and now?" The question might have been somewhat unexpected, but after she called you the D-word, you didn't mind being direct. She didn't seem surprised at all, rather she seemed to expect you to say something like that.

"Answer my question first, da-ddy," she didn't take her gaze from hers as her hand trailed down to your sweatpants and gave your cock a gentle squeeze through the fabric. You had to take a breath.

"Yes, I like you a lot," you answered looking into her eyes, "actually, I don't like you, you fascinate me, your eyes are beautiful, your smile is beautiful, you have perfect thighs, and a fucking hot body," you blurted out all that in the most natural way, bringing your face a little closer to hers.

"Well... then yes, I want you to fuck me right here and now, daddy" she whispered, closing the distance between you two and merging your lips in an intense and passionate kiss.

You pulled her by her suspenders with your fingers closer to your body, so that her stomach was pressing against yours. Your hands went to her waist, you felt her soft flesh against your fingers for a moment, and then your hands came up to cup each side of her face as you went deeper into the kiss. You pressed a little more on her soft cheeks, and she responded by giving another squeeze to the growing bulge in your pants this time harder. Isa massaged your cock over your sweatpants throughout the entire kiss, and about a minute passed when she simply yanked them down to a few inches above your knee, with your boxers included and freeing your cock.

"I'd gladly suck your cock daddy," she whispered against your lips, "but we don't have that much time."

She brought a hand to her mouth, spit into it, and then brought it to your cock to begin stroking it slowly and gently. As the saliva lubricated your cock, it got harder and harder, to the point where Isa had to squeeze a little harder to continue moving her wrist at a steady pace. You gasped against hers and kissed her lips again. Isa moved her hand faster, making audible how slippery your cock was; You couldn't help but remove both hands from her face to now place one on her ass and the other on one of her breasts, your hands still hadn't experienced what it was like to touch the skin under her clothes, but those little touches were enough to drive you crazy for her body.

"Stop. I want to feel that pussy," you ordered, grabbing her wrist and making her release your cock.

"As you wish, daddy," Isa gave you a small smile, a peck on the jaw, and then turned around. She rested both her hands on the railing, stepped back so her ass was pressing against the back of your shaft, and leaned forward, making a lovely arch with her lower back, "Come on, maybe you'll be surprised"

You lifted her skirt up as soon as she told you that, and you were certainly surprised, she wasn't wearing any panties. Her round, meaty ass was completely on display for you, as was her pretty and visibly wet pussy. Your cock immediately throbbed, and you involuntarily bit your lip.

"Naughty girl… since when?" you asked, letting your cock rest between her buttocks and squeezing them with both of your hands.

"When I texted you I wasn't wearing them anymore," she looked over her shoulder at you with slightly narrowed eyes, a sultry, lust-filled look. She moved her ass slowly from side to side, moving your cock as well.

"So you already knew I was going to fall for your little game, right?" you brought two fingers to your mouth, salivated them and ran them over her pussy, moving up and down through her slit. She gasped.

"The eyes, daddy, the eyes..." she was about to smirk, but quickly her face distorted as you took your cock, lined it up with her pussy, and slowly pushed the first few inches of your shaft inside her, "Oh fuck," she moaned under her breath.

"Did my eyes tell you how hard I'm going to fuck you right now?" the constant thrust of your hips forward prevented her from saying a single word. The wetness of her pussy made it easy for you, your cock was engulfed by her silky folds slowly, and in a matter of seconds, it disappeared inside her.

"Yes daddy… fuck me hard please, I'm all yours," she replied looking over her shoulder into your eyes, then bit her lip and gripped the railing tighter as your shaft rested inside her hot, wet pussy.

"Yes you are," you said in a low, husky voice, squeezing one of her buttocks with your hand and then giving her a loud spank that echoed through the stairs, "from now on my cock will be the only one who can be inside this pretty pussy, got it?" before she could respond, you began to slowly move your hips back and forth while your hand remained on her buttock. It took a moment until she, between her cute moans, was able to respond.

"Understood daddy, my pussy is your property... no one else's," she gasped, closing her eyes with her mouth agape as she enjoyed the way your cock moved in and out of her pussy at a pace that was simply an appetizer.

You let her get used to your cock with slow movements that didn't even produce a crash between your bodies, it was with the passing of the seconds when your desire to pound her pussy made you start pumping faster and faster. Isa wanted to moan louder, but she knew that the echo in that place was so strong that if someone passed through the nearby corridors, they would be able to hear her very easily. Her first instinct was to bite her arm over her sweater, as she watched you with her eyes alight with lust and her brows furrowed with pleasure.

Your hands went to her waist, where you made sure to roll up her skirt so you could feel as much of her flesh as you could. Feeling her soft skin between your fingers was a delight, as well as making her ass begin to bounce and shake like jelly as your thrusts became more intense and aggressive.

"Yes daddy... yes, yes! Just like that!" Isa yelled as low as she could as her back straightened slightly. She tried to get her face to be level with yours, and she constantly looked at your lips, you understood the message, and you leaned forward to take her by the shoulders, stick her back to your chest and kiss her again.

Isa's moans were drowned out in the kiss. You attacked her mouth with your tongue, taking full control over her. Your arms wrapped around her body, and with that you could feel how fluffy it was. She didn't know where to hold on while you fucked her as hard as you could, she tried to reach for the railing again, but having it a bit far away she opted for the easy option, which was to take her hands back and cling to your neck.

There came a point where everything became so intense that you were forced to pull away from her kiss. Isa completely forgot where she was, and she was able to let out a loud moan before you shoved two fingers into her mouth for her to suck on. The moan echoed through the walls, and you prayed to whatever was up there that no one had heard it.

You couldn't afford to let Isa moan like crazy in that place, so you kept your two fingers stuck inside her mouth. She accepted them without even protesting, salivating them completely, and drowning all kinds of sounds emanating from her throat against them. Your cock kept going in and out of her pussy at full throttle, and it didn't take long for Isa to reach her peak of pleasure.

Her orgasm rocked her body as if she had received a sudden electric shock. Her muscles, especially her legs, completely betrayed her, had it not been for the force of your arms she would have collapsed to the ground in spasms, but instead she writhed in your arms as she grunted and muffled screams against your fingers. Her pussy walls clenched around your shaft, keeping it suffocated throughout her ecstasy. As her orgasm faded, you decided to give her a short break, where you just slowly moved your hips.

"Daddy hasn't cum yet, would you do the honors darling?" you murmured against her ear after taking your fingers out of her mouth and leaving your hands on her buttocks.

"Of… of course daddy, fuck… anything for you," she gasped, flopping forward to grab the railing again. You slowly pulled out of her pussy, seeing your cock now drenched in Isa's slippery fluids.

"Then on your knees, stroke that cock baby."

Isa immediately turned around and dropped to her knees in front of you, took your cock in one hand and began to jerk it as far as her wrist would give. Your gaze and hers locked, and as she watched you, she stuck her tongue out to press your tip against it as she rushed you to your orgasm. A few seconds passed when you felt a tingle travel to your crotch, and the next thing you saw was Isa's tongue and mouth being completely filled with thick strips of thick cum. Her wrist movements dwindled as you continued to shoot your load into her mouth, and when no more came out of it, she took your cock inside her mouth and began to suck every inch of it until it was sparkling clean. She pulled you out, opened her mouth again, and when she stuck out her tongue all traces of your load were gone. Between gasps and heavy breaths, you couldn't help but sketch a silly smile because of how beautiful that girl was.

"Huh? What happened daddy?" asked Isa tilting her head, seeing you smile like a fool, then she gave a few little kisses all over your cock, ending with one on the tip.

"Oh, nothing," you let out a nervous laugh, "it's just... you're so pretty," Isa didn't say anything, her cheeks turned a little red, and you saw yourself reflected in her by the way she smiled, "stand up, they must wonder where we are."

"Ah, I just told Sumin that I was going to meet you," she said as you pulled up your pants and boxers, and when she got to her feet, her legs wobbled a bit, she had to grab onto your arm to keep herself up, "Shit, my legs hurt, I'll have to say it's fatigue."

"Which isn't entirely a lie," you teased, glancing down the hall to your left to make sure no one was eavesdropping.

"Hey, I'll text you when I get home, okay? Both of you," she put her hands on your neck, and gave you a little peck on the lips, "you go first, if someone sees us leaving the same hall at the same time it will be a mess."

"Understood," you nodded, wrapping your arms around her waist once more, "will we see each other soon?"

"I don't know," she looked to the side of you, fooling around as she caressed the hair at the nape of your neck, "I have a day off tomorrow... if only someone would like to take me to his place..."

"Sullyoonie has the day off tomorrow too, and oh, what a coincidence, she'll be there too," she turned to meet your eyes, "we just have to pretend I invited you tonight."

"Okay, I can take care of that," she pulled you closer and gave you another kiss, "see you soon, daddy."

"See you soon, little kitty," you released her, winked at her and turned to head back into the hallways.

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"Are you ok?" Sully asked with concern as soon as you entered the dressing room, apparently she was waiting for you near the entrance. You looked behind her, seeing that everyone was almost ready to go. They were all either collecting things or just waiting.

"I'm a little better honey, yes," you nodded, cupping the side of her face in your hand and rubbing your thumb over it for a second. Sullyoon let out a sigh of relief.

"I'll make you some honey ginger tea when we get home, okay?" As always, you couldn't say no to her with that sweet tone of voice and that angelic face.

"I'd appreciate it, darling," you smiled, "Ready to go?"

"Oh yeah, I just have to put on my coat and tell manager-nim," she turned around and went to the place where she had her things. A few minutes passed, and while you were waiting, standing by the door, the girls' manager approached you. He was a guy not much older than you, short black hair and baggy clothes.

"Hey, Yoonah will be with you until Monday, right?" asked the guy, a bit uneasy.

"Yeah, that's the plan at least, don't worry, I know the protocol."

"No going out to places with a lot of people, and if you're going to go out with her, for God's sake be discreet," he reminded you, as if you hadn't done the same thing multiple times. You didn't blame the poor man, he just wanted to do his job well. As he spoke, Sully stood next to you, in her long quilted parka coat, her beautiful brown hair loose and her hands full of things. She was also wearing a mask.

"Gunwook-ssi, I'm not an idiot. Can we go now?" you asked, raising both eyebrows.

"You're incredibly lucky that JYP has lifted the dating bans," he sighed, then opened a notebook in his hand and began to read what appeared to be a schedule, "Yeah yeah, get out, take good care of her , hyung."

"I always do," you turned to leave, and Sully followed.

"Bye unnies! See you soon!" Sully said goodbye, waving her hand towards the girls.

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You and Sully had made it home safely, a smooth ride, and a quiet night. You were on the couch, your hair damp since you'd just gotten out of the shower, your favorite black sweater on, and short pajama shorts. You checked your phone while Sully was in the kitchen preparing the tea you had bought on the way. She was playing on the Switch a few minutes ago, so in front of you was the TV with the Animal Crossing pause screen.

"Daddy, do you want sugar in your tea?" she said from the kitchen, taking advantage of the fact that the apartment was completely silent.

"Yes honey! Please!" you answered back, your gaze still on the screen of your phone. Not a minute passed before Sully returned to the sofa with you, your Darth Vader helmet-shaped mug in hand. The sweet aroma of tea filled your nostrils, and even though your stomach problems were a lie, you couldn't help but give a warm kiss of thanks to the beautiful girl who had made it.

"Taste it!" she demanded in a rather adorable way, you complied, and took the cup to take a small sip of the tea, it was still too hot to taste well, but your tongue immediately told you that it was delicious.

"Mmm, I love it baby, thank you very much," you put the cup on the small table in front of you, surrounded her body padded by her fluffy white jacket with your arms, and gave her many small kisses on the lips, "you can continue playing now dear."

"Yay!" she said excitedly, taking the joystick from the table again and resuming her work.

A few minutes passed in which you were just chatting with Sully about things in the game, when she received a message.

"Oh, Isa unnie texted me," Sully said after checking her phone seconds later. You quickly locked eyes with her as she answered.

"Oh yeah? That's great, darling," you tried to see what they were saying, but couldn't without looking like an idiot. Similarly, a notification on your phone brought you back to your site immediately. It was Isa, and you had to turn the phone over so Sully couldn't see the messages.

Your heart skipped a beat reading that last message. You shifted nervously on the sofa, and looked at Sullyoon while she continued to look at her phone, more specifically at her chat with Isa, who was already replying to her. None of you said anything for the next 15 minutes, during which time you didn't reply to Isa again due to panic, and Sullyoon giggled and smiled from time to time as she texted back to Isa.

"Daddy! Chaeyoung-unnie has a day off tomorrow too!" Sully told you, with raised eyebrows and eyes like two streetlights. You could see the emotion in her eyes.

"Do you want to hang out with her?" you asked, then you took the Switch joystick from her lap and you started playing.

"Oh no no, I want her to come here with us!"

Hearing that from her gave your inner self a mixture of happiness, relief, and satisfaction. All the work was already done, and you hadn't even done anything, neither you nor Isa.

"But darling, don't you think it's a bit hasty? We hardly know her," even though you were completely on board with her idea, you had to feign some doubt so as not to arouse her suspicions.

"Would you rather get to know her better in a public place or here in our safe place?" she raised an eyebrow, knowing that she had won the argument.

"Well, yes, you're right," you shrugged, continuing to stare at the TV, "go ahead, tell her she can come over."

"Yaaaay!" she yelled, unable to contain her excitement, dropped her phone and rushed at you to hug you, so hard that she made you fall back against the sofa. You laughed, and wrapped your arms around her body as she lay on top of you.

"Yup, but hey, tell her to get her something to drink, you know," you said, brushing her hair out of your face and then giving her a peck on the lips.

"Soju?"

"I don't know, do you want Soju?"

"I want Soju!" she exclaimed with a smirk as she nodded, then settled her body, pressing her thighs to either side of your hips.

"Alright then, we'll have to clean this place by tomorrow," you sighed, getting the idea that you would have to mop for the first time in a month.

"The whole apartment?"

"Well yeah, we'd kill two birds with one stone," Sully blew out the exact same sigh as you.

"How tiring."

"I know, but it will be worth it baby," you cupped her face with both hands and gave her another little kiss, "Go tell her, come on."

"Yes daddy!" she got up off of you and went back to her place on the couch, picked up her phone again and started to type.

You just lay where Sully had left you, grabbed your phone, and kept an eye on it. The notification didn't take long to arrive, but this time it wasn't a message, it was a photo, and once again you felt like your soul was going to detach from your body.

Isa had taken a photo of herself from her shoulder, pointing towards her naked body face down, she was only wearing high cut lilac panties, and medium-sized long stockings of the same color. She sent it with a text: 'Thanks for saying yes, daddy. See you tomorrow ;)'

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In short, you never know how dirty your house is until you clean it. It was ridiculously tedious to clean the whole apartment, there was so much dust and messy things that you even felt a little embarrassed. But Sully never mentioned anything to you about it, she didn't even scold you, at all times she was silently helping you with things that you didn't know how to do correctly.

"Okay, I need to keep this place clean more often," you said, then sighed and plopped down on the couch with the mop stick still in hand. You closed your eyes, and rested your head on the back of the sofa.

"I'll remind you whenever I can daddy," Sully replied from behind you, she grabbed the sides of your face with each hand and lowered her head to give you a little kiss on the forehead.

"Yes, please, I'd appreciate it," you took a deep breath, "honey, did Chaeyoung tell you that she's coming over at what time?"

"Uh..." Sully pulled her phone out of her pocket, checked the chat and let out a little yelp, "7:30, and it's 6, I gotta get ready!"

"Please don't take too long bathing, darling, I need to bathe too."

"But daddy… we've had a bath together before," you immediately opened her eyes to see her looking at you with a small smile.

"Wait for me there, honey, I'll go put this in its place," you said, referring to the mop in your hand.

"Yes daddy!"

She went straight to the bathroom, and you got up to go straight to the kitchen to put away the mop, the bucket, and all the cleaning products you had used to clean the apartment. When you put everything in its place, you walked briskly towards the bathroom. You walked in, and the first thing you saw was Sullyoon's bare back, while she was pulling down her pajama pants with panties included, you couldn't help but take a look at her pretty pussy. She caught your eye, and looked over her shoulder at you with a shy little smile.

"Oh hi daddy, I didn't think you'd be so quick," she giggled, turning around so you could see her gorgeous body. And so you did, looking at her small tits, her smooth legs, and most of all, her flat, long and incredibly sexy abdomen.

"How could I not? The prospect of helping lather up that pretty body is always attractive," you walked slowly towards her, taking off your t-shirt, shorts and boxers, and when you stood in front of her you wrapped your arms around her hips. your arms, to give their buttocks a squeeze each. Sully slightly flinched, but she took a small step forward to press your cock against her abdomen.

"Daddy... we're running late, we're just going to bathe, right?" she cocked her head as she looked into her eyes, you looked back at her, and then looked at her hair up in an adorable high bun. She put her hands on your shoulders.

"I don't promise you anything," you approached her face, and gave her a short but sensual kiss, "let’s go."

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You and Sully got out of the shower about half an hour after you got in. You couldn't convince her to do a quickie, her reason was that you were going to take too long, and as compensation she gave you a soapy handjob that left you more than satisfied. You had come in her midriff, so it took her a little extra time to wash the goo off her skin.

"Ahhh! I don't know what to wear!" Sully complained, hanging around your bedroom, the towel still wrapped around her body while you were already changing into your favorite black joggers.

"Honey, relax, Chaeyoung is a normal girl like you and me, she's not the Duchess of Edinburgh," you said, sitting up on the bed to put on your socks and then your crocs.

"But I want to be pretty! I can't look like a random girl in front of such a beautiful girl," she went to her bag once more, emptied it on your bed and started looking for clothes. You remained silent, and without her noticing, you raised your eyebrows noticing something more than simple attraction towards Isa.

"You're pretty without even trying, I don't think that's a problem," you stood up, and went looking for a hoodie in your closet. It took you a few seconds, but you finally chose an olive green Nike. In a few seconds you were ready, and Sully was barely pulling on her panties and bra.

"Go get everything ready daddy, I promise I won't take so long, okay?" she said, and then released her long, silky brown hair.

"I'll be waiting sweetie," you walked up to her, got behind her and placed a small kiss on her neck before walking out into the living room.

There really wasn't much to do out there, you had left the whole apartment spotless just before you went to bathe. All you had to do was arrange the cushions on the sofa, turn on the air conditioning, and play some music on a low volume. Your first choice was Lost, by Frank Ocean. The atmosphere in the living room was perfect, but you felt something was missing. You thought about it for a moment, standing on the side of the sofa, until the light bulb went on to put a 10-hour campfire YouTube video on the TV.

"All done," you muttered to yourself, and then sat down on the couch to wait for Sully.

That she was not going to take so long was a lie. 25 minutes passed, and it wasn't until then that you heard your bedroom door open, and seconds later, Sully stepped between you and the TV. You looked up, and you were met with a somewhat nervous and insecure look.

"Well? How do I look daddy?" She raised both arms diagonally to her sides, and you took a moment to analyze her outfit. Black and white striped turtleneck crop top sweater; dark blue jeans, and converse sneakers. Her hair, all loose but clipped to the back of her head. Right and perfect choices.

"You hit the nail on the head with that sweater, honey, you look gorgeous!" Still sitting, you wrapped your arms around her waist and rested your chin on her stomach to look up. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad you like it," she said, and then cupped her face gently, "Do you think she's going to like it?"

"If she has excellent taste like me, then yes," you smiled, and the smile spread to her

"Daddy, you know how much I love you, don't you?" she rubbed your cheeks with her thumbs.

"You tell me that all the time, darling, and believe me I love you a lot too," you pulled her towards you, leaned back and made her sit on your right thigh. She wrapped her arms around your neck, and began to play with your hair.

"Daddy... Can I ask you something?" she asked quietly, seeing the strands of your hair that her fingers played with.

"Sure honey, tell me."

"Chaeyoung-unnie… do you think she's pretty?" the question took you by surprise. You didn't know where she was trying to go with that.

"Uhm… well," you paused for a moment to choose your words, "it would be dumb not to consider her pretty, actually yes, she is beautiful," Sully was silent for a few seconds, in which she kept a neutral expression.

"It's just... I also consider her very beautiful, and well..."

"Honey, talk to me straight, please."

"Daddy, do you like her?"

"What? No, I only like you baby, what are you talking about?"

"You don't have to lie to me," she finally met your eyes, "I could see it in your eyes."

"Dear..."

"I like her too, a lot."

There was a sudden silence between you and her. You had been frozen by how she had dismantled your facade in just a moment, and you were afraid in case she had also discovered what you and Isa did, but you knew that that was impossible. That didn't surprise you as much as the fact that she'd admitted that so lightly.

"Um... what?" she just nodded.

"She seems so pretty to me, and kind… and lovely, I really like her, daddy," she seemed very embarrassed that she was saying that to you, she lowered her gaze, and clasped her hands in her lap.

"Honey… this doesn't have to affect our relationship, you know?" you took her chin with your fingers and looked for her gaze.

"No?" she asked with some fear in her voice and her eyes beginning to glaze over.

"Of course not," you cupped the side of her face in your hand, "actually, if she wants, we can turn this into something nice and fun. Like with Jinni, remember?"

"But I don't like Jinni like she likes you..."

"Well, I don't like her the way you think I like her either, in fact, I only like her physically… her personality is kind of… crude, she's not my type," you shook your head, realizing that you were straying, "But that's not the issue."

"Are you telling me that we can start hanging out with Chaeyoung-unnie more often? Like... dating?"

"That will depend on many things, dear, for example, if she agrees, how she feels with us, how we feel with her, do you understand?" You gave her a peck on her cheek, trying to cheer her up, "you must understand that polyamorous relationships are not something... common, and they are not something openly accepted by everyone."

"I understand…" she nodded slowly, and then wiped the tears from her eyes that never made it down her cheeks, "Daddy, we should be on the lookout, she could be here at any moment."

"You're right," you gently squeezed her waist, "everything will be alright, okay? Let's just act natural, have fun with her and make her have a great time."

"Yeah!" she said excitedly, and then she slid off your thigh to sit to the side on the couch.

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You certainly did not expect such punctuality. It was 7:32, you and Sully were waiting on the couch while she watched you play Genshin Impact on your phone. You had spoken with Chaeyoung during the day, you indicated to her the address of your residential building and the exact number of your apartment. You had also talked to the security guard at the gate to specifically let her through.

A few minutes passed, when the doorbell of your apartment rang.

"She's here," you exited the game, put your phone down on the couch, and headed to the door.

When you opened it, you found yourself face to face with a cute little stray kitten, who seemed lost and didn't know where she was, but as soon as she saw you, a huge smile spread from ear to ear. You smiled back at her, and you dared to grab her forearm, pull her towards you and give her a hug.

"Hi cutie," you said in her ear, snuggling her into your arms.

"Hi handsome," she murmured back, snuggling into your chest, "sorry if I'm late, I had to buy things last minute."

"Not at all, you're right on time," you released her, and then looked at her outfit. A champagne knitted cardigan, black jeans and white sneakers, "You look beautiful! I love that cardigan."

"Oh, thank you," she naturally bowed to you in thanks, "It was a gift from Sieun-unnie."

"Come in, please," you stepped aside, and she walked past you. Then, you closed the door, "what do you have in the bag?" you asked, pointing to the black plastic bag she was carrying in her hand.

"Uhmm," as you slowly walked down the hallway that led to the living room, she opened the bag for you and her to see inside of it. There were two bottles of Soju, packets of ramyeon, and snacks.

"Two bottles, huh?" You laughed, "You want to go wild today," when you said that, she stopped you before leaving the hallway and leaned in close to your ear.

"Of course I do, daddy, my pussy is more than ready for you," she whispered, then walked out of the hallway, "Ahhhhh Yoonah-ssi!" Chaeyoung squealed, setting the bag down to go hug Sully. The contrast of attitudes stunned you.

"Unnie!" Hi!" Sully greeted back, letting herself be hugged by Chaeyoung as you picked up the bag and went to put it on the table.

"Mmm, you smell so good," when you turned around, you saw Chaeyoung sniffing Sully's shoulder near her neck, "and you look so pretty!"

"Thank you so much unnie… uhm, you look very pretty too," you stood there, as Sully's cheeks flushed red at Chaeyoung's compliment and her closeness, "have a seat please," she smiled sheepishly.

"Chaeyoungie, do you want something to drink? Maybe a Pepsi?" you asked, as she and Sully sat on the couch.

"Oh yes! Please," she nodded.

"I want water honey!" Sully came out too, when you were already walking towards the kitchen. Honey? It was the first time she had called you that in a long time. It didn't bother you, but you thought it was weird. Maybe it was just a name to call you that wouldn't be embarrassing for her in the first place.

"On my way," you walked to the kitchen with the two bottles of Soju in your hands, went to the fridge, took out the can of Pepsi from inside and put the bottles in their place. Then you took two glass cups from one of the cupboards, put ice in them from the freezer, and filled them with Pepsi and water respectively. When you came back, you found Sully and Chaeyoung sitting very close to each other, while Sully was looking for a game in the Switch menu.

"Honey, where do you keep the extra joycon? We want to play Mario Kart!" Sully asked, the blue controller in her hand. Chaeyoung had the red.

"Oh, over here," you put the crystal glasses on the table in front of them, and bent down to open one of the drawers on the table where the television was placed. There were two extra joycon, one purple and one orange. You chose purple, and went to sit next to Sully.

And so, the first activity of the night was completely innocent and harmless. You played the Shell Cup, you chose DK, Sully Toadette and Chaeyoung Rosetta. You were vastly better than the two of them in each of the circuits, you always went first unless someone hit you with a stupid blue shell, but the real competition was between the two of them. They were ahead of each other at all times, and usually any offensive items they got were saved to throw at each other. Normally this would have led to a real fight, but the living room was filled with their laughter, and when something went wrong, they just cheered each other up. A healthy competition that filled you with tenderness.

In the end, neither of them was left in the final podium, and you, as a mockery, made them watch the entire award ceremony cinematic just to remind them that they had lost.

"You should practice, you're still no match for me," you said, leaning back to rest your back on the couch so you could see the two of them.

"Oppa! Don't be arrogant," Chaeyoung complained, and nudged her shoulder, "We're really bad at gaming, and you're a streamer."

"Sully told you that?" You raised an eyebrow, and then you saw your girlfriend, who was making fool while she drank her water.

"And not only that," Chaeyoung chuckled. And you were immediately suspicious. Who knows what the hell Sully would have told her about you.

"I'm not even going to ask," you shook your head, then stood up, "You guys want Soju? You know, to warm up a little bit," you winked at Chaeyoung.

"And we could play something. With punishments," Chaeyoung winked back.

"Super Smash Bros!" Sully said, knowing it was the perfect game to play that way.

"Now we're talking," you smiled.

You went back to the kitchen and opened the fridge to take out one of the two already cold bottles of Soju. Then you opened a drawer to your left, and from it you took out three small crystal shot glasses. You went back to the living room, and Sully had already started the game. It was just the main screen, you figured it was because she didn't know how to get to the corresponding game mode.

"You're lucky I'm really bad at that," you put the bottle and three glasses on the coffee table, to sit down on the sofa again, this time next to Chaeyoung. You looked at Sully just to see if that bothered her, but she didn't seem to care. You looked back at the TV.

"Oh, I used to play this on the Wii, I never knew what I was doing," Chaeyoung admitted, "I just pushed all the buttons and did stuff."

"I never played these games, I always liked Pokemon more, and that was all I played," Sully always spoke at least two tones lower than the two of you, so you really had to pay attention to hear her.

"You just do what she does, push all the buttons and do stuff."

"Hey, whoever gets knocked out, one shot," Chaeyoung prompted before you started the match. You and Sully nodded.

The first game was in the Kongo Falls stage, you chose Sefirot, Sully Kirby and Chaeyoung Incineroar. As expected, it was all laughs from the start. Of the three of us, you were the one who seemed to know what she was doing the most, but you were still fucking bad. Anyway, you managed to save yourself for a moment by knocking Chaeyoung out.

"Ahhh! Fuck!" Chaeyoung whimpered, pouting slightly.

"Ha! There you go!" you scoffed, while you and Sully kept fighting. The fight would have been somewhat fairer, since Sully was giving you a good competition, but with you next to her, Chaeyoung took advantage of Sully's moment of absolute concentration on the television to discreetly move a hand to your thigh, and she began to massage it until you naturally lost concentration and ended up being eliminated. Sully had been the winner of the first game.

"Yaaaaay! I beat you! I really beat you!" Sully squealed exuberantly, bouncing little hops on her seat. Automatically, Chaeyoung removed her hand from your thigh. You looked straight into her eyes, and she just looked back at you with an innocent 'I didn't do anything' look.

"I told you that pressing all the buttons was pretty effective," you sighed in denial, taking the bottle of Soju and opening it, "I don't mind losing every game as long as you lose too, you know?" you told Chaeyoung, while you poured the drink into the glass cups.

"Hey! Why are you taking this personally?" Chaeyoung teased, "My only crime is being pretty."

"Aha, whatever you say, drink up," you put the bottle back on the table, and handed one of the glasses to Chaeyoung, "Geonbae!" you toasted, as you both put the glasses together before drinking.

Second game, Lylat Cruise. Chaeyoung was eliminated first again, and before she could attempt anything, you eliminated Sully as soon as you could. Game won by you.

"Oops, sorry girls, the gamer prevails," you shrugged, with a fake arrogance meant to annoy them. You took the bottle of Soju, and served the shot to both of them.

"You shouldn't even be playing, it's unfair daddy!" Sully complained. Once again, she called you that name without meaning to, but you didn't say anything either.

"Yeah, she's right, you should let the pretty girls have fun while you relax," Chaeyoung said that line with an extra spice in her voice, and you weren't sure, but you thought it was loaded with an obvious double meaning.

"Oh please, you can beat me with a little bit of effort and luck, it's not that complicated," while saying that, Sully and Chaeyoung took their respective shots.

Third game, Prism Tower. Once again, Chaeyoung was eliminated first, but not by you, but by Sully. This time the reprisals were even bigger and more daring from the redhead next to you. Her hand no longer went to your thigh, but directly to your crotch to gently squeeze and massage your cock for a few, but long and tortuous seconds. You were about to lose again, but to your luck, Sully was quite clumsy, and she eliminated herself by making a bad jump.

"Nooooo!" Sully yelled softly, giving herself the cutest little pats in the world on her thigh.

"My God, thank goodness," you sighed in relief, letting yourself fall back. You saw Chaeyoung, but she didn't look back at you, she just straightened her back so that you, from behind, could see her ass better.

"Wow, you weren't lying about being bad, you're even on our level," she looked over her shoulder at you with a mischievous look.

"Shut up and drink," you pointed at the bottle with your chin.

Sully poured Chaeyoung's drink, and vice versa. They both took their drink, and at least Chaeyoung's cheeks already showed a little red from the alcohol.

You completely lost track of the time between matches, and didn't stop until the Soju bottle was empty. The account had been quite balanced between the three of you, but in the end, the ones who had drunk the most had been the two of them. Chaeyoung's face was already flushed almost all the time, just like Sully's, but neither of them was drunk, not even close, but just like you, they were already starting to feel some heat in their bodies.

"Aw, I would have liked to make you drink even one more time, oppa," Chaeyoung said, disappointed.

"I'm happy, I was able to beat daddy several times, that's never happened before," Sully said, her eyes shining. You wanted to kiss her at that moment, she was so clumsy that she kept saying the word without realizing that she said it.

"Are you hungry yet? Let's order pizza," you asked the girls, standing up, setting the joycon on the coffee table, and turning up the music a bit. Loyal by Chris Brown was playing at the time.

"Not right now... if I eat something heavy I'll throw up, but you can order it anyway, honey," Sully said, and then turned to Chaeyoung, "Unnie, are you hungry?"

"Oh well, actually yes," she looked at you as she replied to her, "so go ahead."

You nodded, and in a moment you took your phone to make the corresponding call to order a family pizza.

"What do we do while we wait?" you asked them, then you went to sit down again, but this time you made them open a space between the two of them, where you sat down.

"Hmm, truth or dare?" Sully proposed to your surprise, since she never used to take the lead on anything.

"That's an excellent idea, baby," Chaeyoung praised her, with a calm smile. Sully smiled too, and sheepishly looked away.

The confidence that Chaeyoung was taking increased like a snowball downhill. She had started with something as simple as smelling her scent near her neck, and now her audacity had reached the point of calling her 'baby'. It was hard to predict what was next. Chaeyoung wasn't exactly an outgoing and active girl, but she wasn't stupid, and she knew exactly what she was doing with every little movement.

"I'm in. But I think we should set the mood now," you got up from the couch and went to turn off the lights in the living room. The only lights now were the television and the one in the kitchen, "that's better," you said, and returned to sit between the two of them.

"How do we do this, then?" Chaeyoung asked.

"Let's use the bottle," Sully helped you push some things away from the table in front of you, so that only the bottle was left, you grabbed it, and spun it around. Seconds later, the bottle was pointing in your direction, "Well fuck."

"Truth or dare, daddy?" Sully asked from beside you, with an amused look.

"Dare, I guess," you shrugged.

"You want to make this exciting right away?" Chaeyoung asked Sully, to which Sully nodded.

"I dare you to stay topless until the end of the game," Sully said, and you cursed under your breath.

"The thing that hurts me the most about that is that it's fucking cold in here," you sighed, then pulled off your hoodie to toss it to Chaeyoung's side.

"Sure? I think it's a little warmer now," Chaeyoung said with a giggle.

"I don't know, you could imitate me and check it out, right?" You said when you turned to see her, and you looked at her from top to bottom.

"Let's get further in the game, and we'll see," she stared back at you, as she bit her lip.

"I'll spin the bottle, okay?" warned Sully, and so she did. This time, the bottle stopped looking at herself, "Oh come on..." you and Chaeyoung laughed.

"Truth or dare, honey?" you asked, still laughing.

"Dare. Be gentle with me, please," she gave you puppy dog eyes, and you actually considered it for a moment.

"Mmmm, I dare you to say which body part of Chaeyoungie you like the most and then touch it," you said, "if she wants to, of course," you turned to her, and she just nodded with a serene smile.

"I told you to be gentle!" Sully whimpered, putting her hands to her face for a moment in embarrassment.

"I can stand up to make it easier for you, cutie," Chaeyoung got up from her seat, standing right in front of you but facing Sully.

"T-thank you..." Sully removed her hands from her face, and then looked Chaeyoung up and down, "Can you... turn around?", the redhead nodded, and turned around. Sully took a few more seconds to look, and you already knew what he was going to say, "Alright… her ass."

"Oh wow," Chaeyoung giggled, "I knew my ass was cute, but not that cute," flashbacks of your little episode with her came to mind at that moment, and the truth was that her ass was more than cute, "Well, go ahead," she slightly leaned forward, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw how Sully discreetly bit her lower lip.

Your girlfriend slowly extended her arm, her hand now inches from Chaeyoung. She hesitated for a moment, but ended up planting her entire hand on Chaeyoung's left buttock. You pursed your lips, and then looked at Chaeyoung, who was looking over her shoulder at Sully with mutual desire. A few seconds passed, and then Sully added her free hand, to give each buttock a squeeze and then lower her hands back to her lap.

"God… done," Sully seemed to release the tension in her body with a long exhale, "Spin the bottle, honey."

"Are you ok?" You smiled in amusement, hand on the bottle as Chaeyoung sat back down.

"Just spin the bottle daddy please," she sighed, then began to chew on her nails.

So you did. You turned the bottle, and as if it were a hidden camera prank, it pointed back at you.

"Is the fucking bottle never going to point at you or what?" you complained, already annoyed by Chaeyoung's good luck.

"Don't be a crybaby," she pinched your cheek with both of her fingers, "truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Okay..." she nodded slowly as she thought about it, "Have you ever been caught having sex?" she asked, in a mischievous tone.

You almost choked on your own saliva. That was a question thrown with all the mischief possible under the circumstances, she didn't want to get any secret out of you, she just wanted to bother you and continually remind you of what you had done.

"Nope. I've never been caught," you answered confidently, faking a smile, "now spin that shit," you pointed at the bottle.

"Wow, I don't know if you're very lucky or very discreet," she said, somewhat impressed, but you could feel a hint of sarcasm. She spin the bottle.

Your prayers to heaven were heard, because this time the bottle stopped looking at Chaeyoung. You and Sully raised their arms and let out a unison shout of celebration.

"I guess it must be karma," she sighed, resigned.

"Truth or dare, unnie?" Sully asked.

"Dare. I'm not afraid of you," Chaeyoung teased.

"I dare you to get completely undressed, you can only be in your underwear," Sully said with an added touch of nerves in her voice. You raised your eyebrows in surprise, seeing your girlfriend and not being able to believe that she had challenged her to something of that magnitude.

"Damn," you said.

"Oh baby, you don't know what you just did," Chaeyoung gave her a merciful look, then stood up.

"Oof..." you mumbled, leaning back and covering your mouth to look at the two of them.

Chaeyoung got out of the space between the sofa and the coffee table, and walked over to stand in front of the television. Her hands went to the buttons of her cardigan, and she began to slowly undo them one by one. When she got to the last one, she held the cardigan close to her for a moment just to tease, and then opened it wide for you and Sully to see the white Calvin Klein bra that covered both of her breasts. The cardigan went to the floor. Her hands now went to her pants, she unbuttoned them, and she slowly lowered the zipper until you had a peek of white cloth. Then, without taking her gaze from your girlfriend, she slowly lowered the jeans to her ankles. The pants were left on the floor, and Lee Chaeyoung's body, fleshy and creamy in every possible part, was exposed before you. Your eyes were fixed on her abdomen and her perfect thighs. Sully, next to you, didn't even know where to look, she was breathing hard, biting her lip as she alternated her gaze between Chaeyoung's eyes and her body.

"Well? Are you happy, sweetheart? Do you like what you see?" Chaeyoung turned around, showing off her beautiful ass adorned by her cheeky Calvin Klein panties. The question was not directed at you, but you were tempted to answer.

"Yeah, unnie… I love it," Sully nodded in a low voice.

"Good to know," she turned around again, blew her a little kiss and winked at you before returning to sit next to you.

Everything had happened so fast that you didn't know what the hell was happening anymore. The sexual tension in the environment was palpable, not just between the two of them, the arousement that was accumulating in your body was such that you couldn't even concentrate on continuing the game properly. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Chaeyoung's half-naked body just inches from you, she had one leg crossed over the other to make her thighs even more attractive, and as the icing on the cake, she put her hand on your knee.

"Uhm... who's next?" you asked even though you knew it was your turn.

"You, daddy," for a moment you thought it was Sully who had said that to you, but the word came from the girl to your left, the same one who had her hand on your knee. You turned to look at her for a moment, and then you saw your girlfriend, who didn't seem to care that she called you that.

"Right, sorry," you nodded, feeling the weight of the intense gaze of two horny girls on either side of you. You spined the bottle, and one more fucking time, it stopped looking at you, "You know what, I'm not even going to complain this time."

"That bottle really hates you," Chaeyoung giggled, "Truth or d.."

"Dare."

"Fine… I want you to know that if Sullyoonie hadn't made me undress, I wouldn't make you do what I'm going to make you do," she clarified, "I dare you to take off Sully's pants and kiss her abdomen for 5 minutes."

"You say that like it's something I haven't done a thousand times."

"But never in front of me," her hand moved a few inches up your thigh, then patted you, "go ahead, daddy."

You didn't even have to stand up, the sofa was big enough so that you just had to turn around, grab Sully by her waist and gently push her back, making her lean her head against the armband. She didn't say anything and she didn't put up any resistance either. Her two adorable glowing orbs were fixed on you as you settled between her legs. Her face was a whole poem, a face that was already more than familiar to you, Sully was turned on, so much so that you could feel her heat without even touching her. The first thing you did was take off her sneakers, you threw them behind the sofa, and then your hands went to her pants to unbutton them, lower the zipper and therefore begin to slowly lower them until they were completely removed from her legs.

You took a moment to look at your girlfriend's hot body, you had seen that perfect naked abdomen and those thick legs too many times, but you never got tired of praising them. Instinctively, she spread her legs wide, even though her left leg was obstructed by the back of the sofa, but that was enough for you, even in the dim light, to see the wet spot on her gray panties.

"Ohh… someone's horny," you softly said, then tried to back away, but bumped into Chaeyoung, "would you mind?"

"Sorry daddy," Chaeyoung slid to the other end of the couch, giving you enough space to lean forward and float your face just above your girlfriend's abdomen.

Sully left her hands still on either side of her body as you got your mouth ever lower. You breathed against her skin, building anticipation and desire in her before finally placing a small peck on the right side of her belly button. Sully moved her hips slightly, and you heard her let out a small sigh. Not wanting to make her wait any longer and in order not to waste time, you began to plant little kisses all over her belly. She placed a hand on your head and gently tangled her fingers in your hair, while you lowered your kisses a little more to her lower abdomen. You distributed kisses there, no longer small, but more intense and wet, and you returned all the way up with your tongue. Your girlfriend gasped, and you responded with more wet kisses around her belly button.

"Daddy... I want you, both..." Sully murmured. You weren't sure if Chaeyoung had heard it, but you barely could.

"Trust the process baby, patience..." you murmured back, also kissing her waist and near her ribs. You kept kissing your girlfriend's absolutely perfect smooth belly with determination, until you heard an alarm behind you.

"Time's up," Chaeyoung said playfully. You turned to see her, her phone in her hand showing you the screen with the timer at 00:00.

"This isn't funny anymore," you grumbled, and then returned to your spot on the couch. You took a deep breath, using your willpower not to make any anticipated moves.

"Then take care of making it fun again, daddy," Chaeyoung whispered in your ear, "Your girlfriend can't wait to share that cock with me."

Sully seemed petrified for a second, it took her a while to come back to the real world and sit next to you like she had been a moment ago, with the difference that now she was naked from the waist down, with nothing more than wet panties and long black socks.

"W-who's next," Sully asked with her hands on her thighs. She wasn't concentrating anymore, and you were sure she wasn't interested in the game either.

"You, honey," you replied, ignoring that Chaeyoung had put her hand on your leg again.

She didn't say anything, just spun the bottle, which stopped looking at Chaeyoung.

"Truth or dare, honey…" Sully said to Chaeyoung, but she quickly shook her head as she caught on to what she had said, "I mean, unnie."

"Dare, baby," said the redhead, "but it's not your turn to give me a dare, it's daddy's."

Now they both stared at you. You had two possible choices: keep playing and keep increasing the tension between the three of you, or release the tension once and for all with a little coup de grace. You couldn't hold it anymore, you had two girls who drove you crazy on each side of you, half-naked and at your disposal. There was no other possible choice.

"I dare you..." you made a short silence for dramatic purposes, "to kiss Sullyoonie, right in front of me."

There was no negative or surprised reaction from either of them, on the contrary, they seemed to have been waiting for that for a long time. You leaned back, resting against the back of the sofa to give free rein to the two girls; they stared at each other for a few long seconds in which you could cut the tension between their gazes with a knife. You didn't dare move or say anything, you just waited for who was going to make the first move.

Chaeyoung acted first, which didn't surprise you at all. She moved one of her thighs up over yours, so she could reach the neck of Sully's sweater with one of her hands. She slowly pulled her into the middle of the two of them, which was in front of you. Sully also had to get her thigh over your leg in order to get closer to Chaeyoung. The two of them continued without saying anything, they only exchanged deep glances while they were almost sitting on your legs. Chaeyoung released your girlfriend's sweater, and then put her hand on the back of her neck. They were closing the distance inch by inch, without the need to rush. When she got close enough to her, Chaeyoung cupped your girlfriend's face with her hands and made their lips brush against each other for a moment, and within seconds, her lips met.

The slow and passionate kiss that happened just inches in front of you woke up all the senses of your body. You saw yourself hypnotized by the sensual dance between her lips. It was a strange sensation to see how someone else kissed your girlfriend, but it wasn't necessarily negative, in fact, the one who enjoyed that sexy scene the most was your cock, which was already almost at its maximum hardness.

You had a prime view from back there, getting a glimpse of both Chaeyoung's and your girlfriend's ass. Chaeyoung made things a little more interesting, climbing all the way up your leg to sit on your thigh, Sully did the same, and now you had two wonderful asses at your disposal, one on either side of your lap.

"Fuck this game..." you muttered, bringing both hands to their waists. You caressed both skins gently, and then her lower back as well. They didn't notice your touch, and if they did, they didn't pay attention to it as they were immersed in a kiss that grew hotter with the passing of the seconds.

You reached under Sully's sweater, slowly climbed up her back, and reached for the clasp on her bra to undo it. Noticing this, Sully immediately brought her hands to the hem of her sweater and quickly lifted it up to remove it, she dropped it to the ground, and then also removed her bra. Chaeyoung wasn't far behind, she pulled away from the kiss for a second, and she also took off the sports bra she was wearing. Her lips met again, in a kiss already devoid of any delicacy. Chaeyoung moved her hands down Sully's body, from her shoulders, down her arms and then placed both of her hands on her tits to give each one a light squeeze and use her thumbs to play with her nipples. Sully moaned against Chaeyoung's lips, and you, for your part, brought your hands to her asses to squeeze and massage them however you wanted.

Sully had her hands still on either side of her body as Chaeyoung paid attention to her small tits and took control over the kiss. The redhead's tits looked delicious, slightly bigger than Sully's. You removed your hands from both asses and now reached around Chaeyoung's body to grab her tits, giving her the same treatment she was giving your girlfriend.

That made Chaeyoung remember that you existed too, and in response she removed one of her hands from Sully's boobs and reached down to grab your hard cock over your pants. With one hand she was able to undo them, and also to pull down your zipper to reach inside your boxers and wrap her fingers around your shaft.

"Hey baby, how about we give daddy the love he deserves?" Chaeyoung told Sully after breaking her kiss. Sully turned to look at you, her eyes full of lust and her face flushed. She looked down, finding Chaeyoung's hand buried inside your boxers as she massaged your cock.

"I want us to suck daddy's cock, unnie," Sully said, biting her lip and then looking at Chaeyoung.

"Then let's suck daddy's cock, princess," Chaeyoung gave Sully a peck, and they slipped off your thighs. You got ahead of them, and moved your hips up to lower your pants and take them off. You threw your pants next to Sully's sweater.

The girls laid their stomachs flat against the couch on either side of you, and now their faces were to the left and right of your cock. You felt their hot breaths against your skin, and the next thing was Chaeyoung's hand wrapping around your base to give your cock a long lick. Sully followed her steps, licking the other side of your shaft gently until they reached the tip.

Chaeyoung and Sully began to spread wet kisses on every possible corner of your shaft, occasionally going up to the tip to share a kiss with your cock in the middle. You let out a small moan, and reached out with both arms to grab the girls' asses as they used their tongues to swirl around your tip at the same time.

A few seconds passed and they distributed a few more kisses and licks, but the teasing didn't last long when Chaeyoung wrapped her lips around your tip, slowly sucking as Sully continued to kiss your shaft and then your balls. The redhead's mouth lowered a few more inches, to have half of your cock now inside her mouth. She pumped her head slowly, salivating your shaft as much as she could before giving Sully her turn.

Sully already knew exactly what you liked having more experience giving you head than Chaeyoung, she took a few more inches than the redhead a few seconds ago, almost touching her fingers with her lips as she slurped all the way up and down on your cock. Chaeyoung put her hair all to one side, and she also did the same for your girlfriend so that you could have a perfect view of how they were sucking your cock.

Your girlfriend hogged your cock for a few more seconds until she pulled you out of her mouth with a cute moan. Chaeyoung took you again, and with your cock already drenched in their saliva, she continued to pump her head this time stronger and more consistent than before. Sully didn't want to stay still, so she took your balls carefully with her fingers and started sucking and filling them with saliva as well.

With a sudden downward movement Chaeyoung took you directly to her throat, you held your breath, feeling the tip of your cock brush against her inner wall. She kept you there for a few seconds in which you didn't hear a little gagging sound, but what you did notice was the saliva leaking between your cock and Chaeyoung's lips, saliva that Sully was picking up with her tongue and using it to keep sucking your balls.

Chaeyoung took you out of her mouth with a strong breath, and guided your cock back into Sully's mouth, who, not wanting to break the intensity of the moment, also started giving you a quick and sloppy blow job. As Sully pumped her head, Chaeyoung grabbed her hair and forced her to move deeper. The pleasure under which your body was subjected was such that you could not produce any sound from your mouth, which was half open and only let out your breath.

"S-stop..." you tried to say once without success, then closed your eyes, and gathered your strength to try again, "Stop!" you said louder this time, and the two girls stopped.

"Is something wrong daddy? Weren't we doing a good job?" Chaeyoung asked with her eyes on you, Sully also saw you worried.

"I'm saving my load for your pussies," you said, cupping both of their chins with your fingers. That seemed to light up their faces again, “Let's go to the bedroom, now.”

The three of you stood up and made your way to the bedroom. Sully took Chaeyoung's hand to guide her as you followed from behind, watching both of their wide hips sway from side to side with each step they took. You walked into your room, and the first thing both girls did was throw themselves onto the bed with a laugh, making their asses jiggle like jelly.

"I knew cleaning the bedroom was a good idea too," you said, closing the door behind you and going to join the girls.

They were both upside down, modeling their beautiful asses for you. You knelt in the middle of their legs, and gave both asses a little spank that made them moan under their breath. You leaned forward, and gently grabbed Sully by the neck so you could kiss her, repeating the same with Chaeyoung.

You separated from Chaeyoung's lips, and you got up on your knees again, this time to get down to business. You grabbed Chaeyoung's panties and quickly pulled them down her legs, the same with Sully, to leave them both completely naked except for their pairs of black and white stockings respectively.

Your eyes directly locked on their pretty pussies, both glistening with how wet they were. You didn't want to give any of her special attention, so you used both of your hands to run your fingers up and down her slits. They looked at you over their shoulders, their eyes weak with desire.

You inserted your thumbs first, earning a small moan from Chaeyoung and a gasp from Sully as they pushed through their pussy walls until only your knuckle was out. That was just a warm up. You took your thumbs out after moving them inside out for a few seconds, and replaced them with your index and middle fingers. This time Sully did moan along with Chaeyoung.

You started to move your wrists slowly at first, prioritizing that they get used to it and enjoy the sensation, but as the seconds passed, the pumping of your fingers became more aggressive, and both Chaeyoung and Sully began to moan more and more. They both held hands, and shared a steamy and sensual kiss while you fingered them fast enough to make their asses shake.

The moans they emanated were all muffled against each other's lips, and you kept fucking their pussies with your fingers until their bodies began to slightly squirm, but you didn't want to make them cum using only your fingers, they deserved much better.

"Who wants to get my cock inside first, girls?" you asked, moving your wrists now a little slower to let them answer. Sully was about to say something, but Chaeyoung got in the way.

"I want to see you fuck Sullyoonie, daddy," Chaeyoung implored as if she was totally in need of it, "and she wants you to pin her against the bed so bad, don't you honey?" she asked your girlfriend, and then bit her lower lip.

"Yes daddy…" Sullyoon moaned, looking at Chaeyoung's lips and then back at you, "fill my tight pussy with that thick cock, please."

You were surprised to hear Sully talk like that for the first time, so naturally and shamelessly, but you couldn't help but think that she looked and sounded so fucking hot.

"Then come here sweetheart," you settled on top of your girlfriend, both knees on either side of her hips. You leaned forward of her, your left hand to the side of her head. You kissed her again, and with your free hand, you took your cock and lined it up with Sully's pussy. You brushed the tip up and down a couple of times, then slowly started to push down.

She moaned against your lips, and she gripped your forearm tight as you filled her pussy with thick, throbbing meat. Your entire cock was inside her in a matter of seconds, and you gasped as you felt the soft, tight walls of her pussy embrace your shaft as if they didn't want to let it go.

"That's it honey... take daddy's cock," Chaeyoung said hoarsely, you stopped kissing Sully to kiss her, and as you did, you began to move your hips up and down slowly, but strong, your pelvis making her ass jiggle with each crash.

You kissed Chaeyoung in the most intense and fiery way you could, attacking her mouth with your tongue to show dominance over both at the same time. Sully let out squeals of pleasure, she never moaned loudly, instead she made cute little sounds that suited her personality.

You increased the pace of your pumps, this time faster and more aggressive than a few seconds ago. You were forced to stop kissing Chaeyoung so you could focus on your girlfriend. You rested your other hand on the other side of Sully's head, then dropped forward to put your face to the side of hers.

Sully turned her face, meeting yours only inches away. She cupped the side of your face in her hand, and she brushed her lips against your cheek amidst her whimpers of pleasure. You turned your face, and consequently your lips collided with each other again.

The thrusts were fast, strong and deep, but as always, treating her like a delicate rag doll. That was Sully's favorite type of sex, she loved her pussy being pounded by the entire length of your cock, but kissing, caressing and pampering could not be missing at any time. And so you did.

You parted from her lips, and began to give her small kisses on the temple, on the cheek and on the neck. Her neck was caught in your arm, and you held her close to you as you delivered what were already aiming to be final thrusts. Sully had stopped moaning, her face petrified with pleasure as she clutched at your forearm with one hand and crumpled the sheets with the other. The seconds passed, the crashes of your pelvis against her ass continued, and from one moment to the other, your girlfriend exploded with a louder and longer moan that even scratched her throat.

Sully violently squirmed under you, lifting her ass and looking to fuck herself against you, while she went through an orgasm that came loaded with a lot of feelings accumulated throughout the day. The magnitude of it was such that you even felt how fluids were shooting out of her pussy that drenched your entire cock, your balls and the sheet under you. You stopped fucking her gradually, with soft movements until her orgasm finally passed. You made her throw her head back, gave her a little kiss on her forehead and then winked at her.

"I love you, darling," you gave her another little kiss, this time on the nose, "take a rest, I'm not done with you yet," she only nodded weakly, and gave you a sweet smile that you interpreted as a 'thank you'.

"Daddy, is it my turn yet?" Chaeyoung said from the side of you, her calves raised and her feet moving forward and backward separately.

"Are you so in need of my cock, little slut?" Chaeyoung wasn't Sullyoon, and she certainly shared very few aspects of her personality, so you weren't afraid to treat her dirtier.

"Yes daddy, please, I need it so much!" she begged, biting her lip and following you with her gaze as you now knelt over her.

"Be a good girl and clean daddy's cock first," you moved away from her so she could turn around, put her elbow on the mattress and move closer to your cock to immediately put it in her mouth. She sucked the entire length of it with delight, tasting and swallowing Sully's fluids and replacing them with her own saliva, "enough, roll over."

She pulled you out of her mouth, your cock now slippery and perfect for her. She turned on her back for you and spread her legs wide, the left one going over Sullyoon's lower back, who was lying on both of her hands as she watched you. You settled in front of her, and slapped your cock a few times against her wet pussy as you looked defiantly into her eyes. You rubbed the tip up and down, and in one concise, deep motion, you drove your cock deep inside her pussy without her full notice.

"Holy!-" Chaeyoung moaned out loud, not finishing what she was going to say due to the natural impulse that came with being filled with cock in a matter of seconds.

You brought your hands to the space between Chaeyoung's calves and thighs and pressed slightly back so you could fuck her at a better angle from the start. You weren't kind at all to her. You began to move your hips furiously right away, causing intense crashes of your pelvis against her crotch that reverberated throughout the bedroom.

Chaeyoung didn't have to hold back anymore like yesterday, there you were in a more than safe place for her to squeal and moan as much and as loud as she wanted. You rested your hands on the mattress on either side of her, and leaned forward to get your body between her legs as you revved up the engine on your thrusts.

The bed was shaking from side to side frantically, which made it difficult for Chaeyoung to find a place to hold on as you fucked her in a perfect balance of strength and speed, where with every thrust your cock was fully in and out of her pussy, which, apart from being very fucking soft, was very fucking wet. She ended up simply holding on to your neck with both hands, digging her nails into the nape of your neck and pulling at your hair. Her eyes were teary, and her face was twisted with pleasure.

"Fuck daddy! fuck FUCK FUCK!" she arched her back and tilted her head back. She let go of your neck, and went on to grab onto the sheets, pulling them off the edge of the mattress, "I'm gonna cum daddy! Don't fucking stop PLEASE!" implored the redhead between shrieks.

That served as coal for your machine. You began fucking her furiously, letting out a low feral growl from your throat. Chaeyoung arched her back, and threw her head back amid loud, intense squeals that contrasted with her calm and collected personality. You kept pounding her pussy as hard as you could, and in the midst of an impulse to want to make her cum soon, you now brought your hands to her neck. You pressed your fingers down hard, cutting off her breath as she could only keep her mouth open.

She looked into your eyes and grabbed onto your wrists, and with a few more thrusts, Chaeyoung exploded into moans and writhing, you had to stop moving in order to not cum yet, and you just let her pass her intense orgasm. You let go of her neck, and she finally let out a long moan of satisfaction. She let go of your wrists, and stretched her arms back to grab hold of the sheet and wrinkle it, still in slight spasms. You waited for her muscles to relax for you to to slowly pull your cock out of her.

You straightened your back, and knelt down to view the hot scene before you. Chaeyoung face up, with one leg across Sully's lower back and her pussy glistening from her own fluids, and Sully face down, lying on top of her own hands and totally delighted with what you just had done to Chaeyoung.

"I'm not finished with you either, don't relax too much honey," you slumped forward for a moment, cupping the side of Chaeyoung’s face with your left hand and placing a peck on her chin.

"Anything for you, daddy, I told you I'm all yours," she said almost in a whisper, sweet and obedient.

"Yes you are," looking into her eyes, you reached down and ran your two fingers over her still sensitive slit, scooping up some of her fluids with them and then bringing them to your mouth to suck them clean, "all mine."

She stared at you without saying a single word. The eyes never lied, and you knew you had that girl more than tied to you.

Now you went to your girlfriend again, you grabbed her by the waist, and you made her lie on her side to lie down next to her. Her face was in front of yours, only centimeters away. She looked into your eyes, and she leaned forward to give you a little kiss.

"Daddy, I want you to fill me up… I'm ready for you," she reached down between your bodies and cupped your cock gently, giving it slow, gentle strokes.

"First… tell me how much you love me, baby," you made her lift her neck and slip your left arm under her so that she lay on top of it, making the closeness more intimate.

"I love you daddy..." as she started to speak, you grabbed her by the waist, pressed her against your body and raised her leg towards you, "I love you so much, and you make me so happy..." you made her hold on her leg, so you could take your cock and rub it against her pussy, "That I want you with me for life."

That was the trigger for you to align your cock against her and re-enter her tight pussy. Her folds engulfed your cock smoothly, offering no resistance until your entire length was inside her. You saw her face distort with satisfaction in great detail right in front of you, you felt her breath against your mouth, and seeking to be even closer to you, she wrapped one of her arms around your neck to kiss you while you began to move your hips to an intermediate peace.

You shared a slow and loving passionate kiss despite the fact that you were fucking her faster and faster. She stopped holding onto her own leg, instead simply letting her thigh grip your torso. You hugged your girlfriend's neck with your forearm, while your other hand went straight to her ass as you rocked your hips back and forth. You loved fucking her in such an intimate and close way, and from that position, her pussy felt unbelievably amazing, so much that within seconds your abdomen started to tingle.

As the seconds passed, you felt Chaeyoung's chin rest on your shoulder, and also her entire body pressed against your back.

"Cum daddy, give that load to your pretty little princess," she whispered provocatively in your ear as you and Sully shared moans in the middle of the kiss.

You already had the desire accumulated since the two of them sucked your cock a few minutes ago, but that was just what you needed to suddenly explode when you least expected it. A few more thrusts were enough for you to reach your ecstasy. You thrust hard, and held your cock deep inside her pussy as you shot out spurts of thick, hot load.

You pulled away from her lips only to moan loudly, Sully gasped, and she let out little whimpers as you filled her walls with your seed. She gave you little kisses on the chin and on the neck, trying to make you feel as loved as possible. Chaeyoung did the same, but she was giving you kisses on the cheek, on the temple and on your shoulder.

After a few seconds of leaving Sully's pussy completely filled, you pulled your hips back to slowly pull out your cock, it came out with a slight 'pop' sound.

"Go clean it up, baby," you ordered Chaeyoung breathlessly and gave Sully a peck on the forehead.

"Yes daddy, of course," Chaeyoung gave you one last peck on your neck before pulling away from you.

"Chaeyoungie will take good care of you, I have work to do with her," you winked at your girlfriend and released her.

Sully rolled onto her back again, when she did, Chaeyoung was already waiting for her with her face right in front of her pussy while it was dripping with your load. She spread her legs wide, and Chaeyoung held her thighs up as she began to collect all the cum that ran through her slit, Sully leaned on her elbows to see what she was doing, slightly moaning at the feel of the redhead's tongue move up and down her pussy.

Chaeyoung's ass was raised inches from the edge of the bed, making a beautiful arch with her back that highlighted all the delicious flesh of her legs and her waist. She was moving it slowly from side to side, like some kind of animal in the middle of a mating dance wanting to get your attention, and she certainly did.

You got up from the bed, and went to the edge of it to stand right behind Chaeyoung. Her ass was at the perfect height and distance from you, and you were sure that she had put herself in that pose knowing from the beginning that you were going to want to fuck her like that. Meanwhile, she had turned cleaning Sully's pussy into eating it. Your girlfriend was caressing her hair, and moving it out of her face so she could work better.

As soon as Chaeyoung felt your presence behind her, she moved her ass back a little to make it rub against your cock, which was between her two soft buttocks. Your hands went to them, and after giving each one a strong squeeze, you raised your right hand to give one of them a strong spank that was marked in red. Chaeyoung moaned against your girlfriend's pussy, which caused a chain effect that also affected Sully and how Chaeyoung's mouth drove her crazy.

You spit on your cock, making sure it was well lubricated before you took it, rubbed it a few times against her pussy, and very slowly pushed it back inside her. Chaeyoung moaned once more, and consequently, Sully too. You rested with your cock buried deep inside her, placing a hand on the buttock you'd just spanked to begin slowly rocking your hips back and forth.

Your cock was still somewhat sensitive, so you had to keep pumping slowly and safely while you returned to regain all the hardness and normality of your erection. Apparently Chaeyoung had begun to eat your girlfriend's pussy with more desire and hunger, since she had dropped her back against the mattress with one hand on Chaeyoung's head and the other on one of her tits.

Already tired of being slow and delicate, you gripped the redhead's hips tighter and began to gradually pump faster and faster. Chaeyoung's body began to rock back and forth as your thrusts became more intense, and her ass began to jiggle with each crash of your pelvis against it.

You loved your girlfriend's features, but Chaeyoung's ass was just amazing, pale, meaty and round, perfect for getting riddled with bright red marks. You lifted your hand from her buttock and brought it down again with another spank, this time stronger and more spicy. Chaeyoung let out a squeal that was drowned against Sully's pussy, but that wouldn't be the last, because you raised your hand again and spanked her again on the other cheek, while her pussy was fucked harder and harder. You didn't stop for a moment until her ass was covered in red hand marks, which looked like red paint on white canvas.

Chaeyoung was infected by your intensity and passion when it came to filling Sully with pleasure, who had her back arched and was in the midst of beautiful squeals of pleasure. She had her arms stretched out to either side, her hands crumpling the white sheets. You hadn't noticed it right away, but as seconds passed you noticed that Chaeyoung had inserted two of her fingers into Sully's pussy, and she was pumping them quickly while she stimulated her clit with her tongue.

You, on the other hand, had gone from clinging to her hips to clinging directly to her buttocks, pressing hard into the flesh between your fingers and causing your pelvis to crash into her ass with such force that even Sully's body shook.

Sully pulled herself up once more to lean on her elbows, but this time it was just the warning that she was about to cum. She only lasted a few seconds in this position, and when she fell back onto her back, she let out a louder moan as her body began to writhe in spasms. Chaeyoung kept eating her pussy eagerly, and she kept pumping her fingers at all the speed that her brain, also busy with the pleasure she was receiving from you, left her.

Chaeyoung inadvertently brought your girlfriend to a second orgasm that came immediately after the first, causing Sully to wrap her legs around her neck and lock her face between her trembling thighs. You've never heard your girlfriend scream with pleasure, but for the first time, on a small scale, she did. She even grabbed one of her pillows to put on her face and hold onto it tightly. Chaeyoung stopped pumping with her fingers, and was finally able to take her mouth off Sully's pussy so she could moan to the rooftops.

That was the perfect moment for you to grab a handful of Chaeyoung's hair and yank it back, pounding her pussy with all your might as a reward for doing such an excellent job with your girlfriend. Quickly the bedroom was filled with sounds that resembled applause due to the impact of your pelvis against her ass, and above all, the screams and howls of pleasure that came from Chaeyoung's mouth.

You grabbed her hair tightly with one hand, and with the other you returned to spank one of her buttocks. Chaeyoung screamed, and dropping her head between her arms, she fisted the sheets and pressed back with her ass as the second orgasm of the night electrified her body. She still had your girlfriend's thighs close to her, so she chose to bite one of them to cope with the intense sensations that were flowing through her body. You had stopped moving, as Chaeyoung was doing your job, moving her ass back and forth to make it crash against your cock herself.

You let her do that as much as she wanted and her body allowed, but the strength she was using and the sensual way she moved her hips was more than enough for you to take you to your second point of ecstasy. The moan you let out was the loudest you'd let out so far, you shot a thick load again, but this time into Chaeyoung's silky pussy.

When she felt the first stream of your cum fill her walls, she began to make slower and deeper movements, seeking to get every last drop out of your balls. You let go of her hair, and she looked over her shoulder at you as you squeezed her buttocks hard.

"That's it daddy... give it all to me, fill my slutty pussy with that delicious cum," she moaned biting her lip, and you stopped her to drive your cock all the way down one more time, waited for it to stop throbbing and then you pulled it out slowly.

Before your cum began to drip onto the floor, Chaeyoung climbed over Sully's body like a cat and placed both thighs on either side of her head, leaving her pussy floating above her mouth. Your girlfriend stuck out her tongue, and gladly received the cum that spilled from inside Chaeyoung's pussy. Sully grabbed onto her thighs, and Chaeyoung sat on her face as she ate her pussy clean.

"What a good girl… eat that pussy, princess," Chaeyoung said in a husky, flirtatious voice, caressing your girlfriend's hair.

You could not be otherwise than speechless. It was the most lewd, sexy and attractive scene you'd ever seen, and it took you a moment to snap out of it. Without saying anything, you climbed back on the bed and sat between the pillows, waiting for the two of them to finish.

"Come here, babies," you sighed. Chaeyoung got off Sully's face, who wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. With the bed already free, you settle and lay down to support your head on the middle pillow. Your girlfriend lay down on one side of you, snuggling into your right pec, and Chaeyoung did the same but on the other side. Sully moved one of her feet up on top of yours, and Chaeyoung moved her leg up to your abdomen to leave her thigh there. You offered your arms to both of them to lie on top of, and they did. Sully hugged you to the height of your abdomen, and Chaeyoung to the height of your chest, and with that, they closed their eyes.

You stared at the ceiling for a few more minutes, thinking about everything that had gone through to get you to this point. It had certainly been a crazy and bumpy ride, and you were happy with the way your life was at the time. But you couldn't help but think that you forgot something very, very important.

"Oh fuck... The pizza."

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Spren Notes:

Well once again I'm so sorry lmao. I think I overdid it.

As you can see, I put a lot of work and dedication into this piece, since it's something I've been wanting to write for a long time. And well, here it is! Officially it's the longest I've ever written, and it also has the longest fucking build up I've ever written, but I think it was worth it, it will become my favorite work so far. Without more to say, thank you very much for taking the time to read this fucking bible lol.

If you, dear reader, are interested in buying me a commission, do not hesitate to go through my inbox, I’ll be delighted!

#male reader insert #male reader smut #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #smut #nmixx smut #stayc smut #sullyoon smut #isa smut #smut fanfic

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solarwynd · 3 months

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Seriously, what has rap line done to prove their interest in their own carrers that Jimin hasn't? The group hadn't even announced their hiatus yet and he was already working on not one, but TWO albums. The man did not wait a second, the moment he knew the group was going on a break he immediately started working on solo music. And when I say working, I mean WORKING. Not the waiting for other people to do it for him like the rest of maknae line did. He spent 10 months practically living in Pdogg's house. He was fully involved in his albums, same as any rapline member. "Oh, but he had help" so did rapline. Jimin straight up has the least amount of people credited in his album out of any member, you can check. And let's not pretend like rapline made their whole albums alone, they had a ton of people helping them, and with the exception of Yoongi (though even he does it only half the time) the other two don't really produce that often. And don't even try with the 'RM made Face bullshit", he was credited in two songs (LC counts as one cause it's the exact same credits) and he was probably there mostly for the english. And now he's nowhere to be seen in Muse. And even then, Yoongi also had not only RM but j-hope credited in his album, in three separate songs. But nobody tries to say the they made D-DAY, do they? And how is RM being credited any different from Pdogg, Ghostloop or Evan being credited? Aren't they songwriters all the same? If anything those three had more to do with Face cause they were producers too and we saw them all the time on the production diary, unlike RM who was there for three seconds and then gone. Just because people are fans of RM and the others members while not being a fan of non-idol writers and produces, doesn't actually make those members's credits more important. A writing credit is a writing credit.

So if not all those excuses then what? What is Jimin missing here? What does he need to do to prove he cares about his own fucking carrer? Is he even failing to do something or do people have double standards when it comes to him and the rap line? So no matters how much Jimin shows he is serious about his music, people are always just gonna shove him back in the 'vocal line are just performers, not serious musicians' box, all while rap line gets credit for shit they don't even deserve.

And if the rest of the vocal line doesn't wanna leave that box, that's their problem, but Jimin clearly does. So people need to start taking his efforts seriously and stop treating him like he's just a pretty face dancing on stage and cheerleading for the rest of the group.

.🎯

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fandomfluffandfuck · 6 days

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STEVE SINGING OLD IRISH SONGS TO HIS BABY JUST LIKE HIS MOM DID FOR HIM

I physically need to hear Steve softly sing Báidín Fheilimí while slowly rocking a sleepy little one

I think it’s canon that Steve is the son of Irish immigrants, so he absolutely speaks at least a little bit. Maybe he learned the songs from his mom, and now he’s singing them hoping to be half as good a parent as she was

If you're curious to hear the song, like me, here's a version I quickly found on YouTube performed by na Casaidigh (there's also English translation in the description)

JESUS CHRIST

Y-E-S.

You are so fucking correct. Steve needs to sing softly (in general, I would kill to see that on screen) in his native tongue to the tiniest newborn swaddled tight, looking extra little in Steve's big and protective but endlessly gentle arms while Bucky sleepily watches from the doorway, leaned up against the wooden frame, covertly wiping his watering eyes. I need that. Because, yes, exactly, Steve's a mamma's boy and would be truly an unfairly incredible parent.

It's definitely canon that Sarah Rogers, at least, was Irish and immigrated to America. I believe Joseph Rogers was an American soldier who was, then, American. That may or may not be canon and probably depends on the comic run you're looking at? But-! Yes, I've heard lots floating around about Steve and his Irish heritage.

Along with that, I've seen lots of posts about if Steve was speaking Gaelic at home or not, if Sarah would've risked that at the time or said fuck the man. I tried to find one in particular that delved into Steve's Irishness and his disability, mentioning that with Steve's hearing being weak/absent in one ear, he likely would've struggled with pronouncing words, and that would've been added to if he were speaking Gaelic at home, adding to his accent and likely getting him bullied at school, but... I couldn't find it again :(

(This post about gaeilge is the closest I could get, and it is still a great post!)

(Or this, about other languages)

Plus, touching on Sarah Rogers and more posts I've seen but can't track down because Tumblr's search function sucks, I've even seen posts going around that say according to certain comic runs, there is talks about/hints at Steve being born on the boat coming over from Ireland in international waters, so... just something to think about.

Personally, it just adds fuel to the fire that burns within me, knowing that Steve is absolutely not the blindly patriotic, conservative-coopted symbol who is projected in non-fandom spaces. Steve is not loyal to a country but to a set of morals and beliefs that make him stand up for what's right. And that's what I love about him--that is what would make him the same great kind of parent that Sarah was for him.

Apologies for the mini rant, haha

#asks #steve rogers #sarah rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #kid fic

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hotluncheddie · 2 years

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stop being a goblin and let me kiss you

part 3

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‘ok. ok! you just, you just gotta be cool munson. be casual. chill. just like, vibe, yeah? yeah. no more funny business.’ eddie holds his fists up to himself in the dinky bathroom mirror. a couple of jabs, a quick one two, that’ll clear his head.

clear his head enough to go out and deal with steve fucking harrington again and his stupid stupid face and neck and tongue and like pretty fucking ankle bones. fucker.

see eddies not blind, and he’s not that dumb, he knows he flirts with steve and he knows steve flirts back. he just. cant deal with it just yet. it’s like every time he’s around the guy he blacks out and resurfaces red faced and half hard. but the point at which his vision fades and all hell breaking loose seems to vary so completely that he can’t stop it happening.

their conversations will start normal, a jolly lark, a guffaw here, a story there but then bam! someone said or did something that shifted his functioning brain capacity from 60% on a good day to like -5% and that’s being generous.

he just can’t get his ratty little self to either 1) stop liking steve harrington in a gay, gay, homosexual way. or 2) accept that someone like steve harrington could possibly like aforementioned rat himself eddie munson and actually process his feeling into a reaction that’s more than; red, red, half a boner, sweaty palms, red.

so he took a second to hide in the bathroom. that’s fine, that’s kind even. self care, as robin likes to say when she paints her nails on top of steve’s head when he sits on the computer at work. he likes to make the chair super low because apparently it helps his posture and he need to keep an eye on his posture or else he’ll end up like his great uncle melvin, or something.

self care time is over however because robins knocking on the little bathroom door, hollering about needing to get home to practice for her english presentation tomorrow. so it’s time for eddie to put his big boy pants back on and get in steve’s car.

eddie full body shudders.

‘finish writing you sad boy poems on the stall walls in there? roses are red, violets are blue, i like big dumb jock boys but can’t seem to accept they like me too, even if my very cool very in the know friend robin tells me too. hm?’ robin slings an arm over his shoulder and steers him back to the table.

eddie sniffs, crossing his arms ‘that last bit doesn’t rhyme so, i will be ignoring all of it. F for u buckbey.’

‘not everything has to rhyme perfectly u know. it can still fit together just fine as it is.’ she tugs on one of his curls before slipping back into steve side, finishing off the last of his milkshake and hauling him out of the booth because she ‘has shit to do dingus.’

too smart for her own good that chick. eddie loves her. he’s also going to move away and never talk to her ever again, maybe steal her collection of berets too, become a hat guy, once he reinvents himself. yeah.

steve is putting a few bills on the table, slinging his jacket over his shoulder. ‘just fries tonight ed’s? that makes you kind of a cheap date don’t you think?’ tapping eddie under the chin before following robin to the door, smacking his palm on the frame above on the way out. because of course he does, the neanderthal. all broad shoulders and biceps and ass.

there a second where eddie thinks steve could smack him like that but then he feels his vision spotting. can a guy not catch a break around here? jesus!

the car ride is a blissful reprieve due to cyndi lauper coming on, which had steve and robin performing a duet. which then needed to be tweaked and discussed in detail ready for the next time that specific song came on the radio.

it was honestly nice to watch. eddie had walked to family video that day because his van keeps playing up after it’s stint hidden in the woods. poor girl just needs a day off once in a while so eddie walks and then listens to car duets from two very much none singers. but it nice. makes his heart all yucky and warm.

until robin is leaving. leaving him alone to be a big nerd with a future. leaving him alone to make a fool of himself again. his ego is big and he likes to keep it that way.

‘you coming up here then’ steve shifts slightly, looking as far as he can over his shoulder at eddie huddled behind the drivers seat. ‘no’ he squeaks because last time steve got all up in his face getting his tape box out of the glove compartment. rifling through it while it was on eddies lap. so close eddie could smell the apple from his shampoo and the cigarette they’d shared earlier.

self care.

‘ooh you want the full harington taxi service do you? i see, well then govna, where too is it?’ steve tips his invisible cap and has the most awful cockney accent eddies ever heard, and he did middle school theatre.

‘geeze, just take me home dude.’ eddie shoves through the gap between the seats, landing heavy in the passenger. crossing his arms and trying to hide his smile behind his hair.

‘there he is. out of the shadows.’ steve tucks some of his curls behind his ear. eddie sees the soft smile out of his peripheral. tries to swallow the cotton in his mouth. steve turn back to the road ‘let’s rock ‘n roll’ he revvs the engine, wiggling his eyebrows, before checking his blind spot and pulling away into a cushy 30mph.

eddie looks out the window and hides his grin in his palm.

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part 1 (eddie) part 2 (steve) part 4 (steve) part 5 (eddie) part 6 (steve) part 7 (eddie)

tags! ( ty for asking to be tagged wow so lovely can’t believe it hehe :3c ) (sry if i missed anyone or u didn’t want to be tagged just let me know!)

@bidisastersworld @sadcanadianwinter @mightbeasleep @butterflysandpeppermint @gregre369 @fandomz-brainrot @satan-is-obsessed @resident-gay-bitch @grtwdsmwhr @forsexyscience

#steddie #steve x eddie #my silly silly boys #cocky steve #eddie and robin are besties it’s tru its tru #<3 #hotlunch #my fic #stop being a goblin and let me kiss you

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sluttywonwoo · 1 year

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instead of you [part seventeen] || l.mh

pairing: [best friend’s brother] lee minho x college!reader ft. han jisung

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either.

warnings: swearing, nudity, mentions of sex, mentions of recreational drugs (18+ mdni)

word count: 4.4k

a/n: revamped my tom holland series from my main blog ( @wazzupmrstark ) to try and motivate myself to finish it!!

series masterlist | early access to the next chapter on ko-fi

this is one of my favorite chapters of the series :) and it even comes with its own playlist that you can listen to in the second half of the chapter <3

You seated yourselves at the edge of one of the long booths that served as auditorium rows in between Jisung and Minho with Felix on the inside next to strangers. A server approached your table almost immediately with a stack of English menus. Felix ordered a round of sake for all of you before you could tell him to exclude you. You were too distracted by the dancers on stage to react in time. Blinded by tits yet again.

Music began to swell from the speakers as the next number officially started. The dancers started to move to the beat with practiced expertise, some circling poles and others waltzing into the crowd to get closer to the patrons. You watched a couple of the visitors get swept away into private rooms with a reluctant tinge of jealousy. You’d never been to a strip club before, and you would be lying if you said you weren’t tempted to see what a private dance entailed. But you also didn’t have the money for that, and you weren’t about to ask your boyfriend’s brother.

You didn’t recognize the song that was playing, but you didn’t care either way. You were far more focused on the dancers than the music that they were dancing to. Felix and Minho were having a conversation next to you, but you tuned it out.

You realized pretty quickly that you were the only woman in the audience, which earned you more attention from the performers than the other patrons. Whether they were genuinely attracted to you or just tired of the sweaty businessmen using the same pickup lines on them week after week, you weren’t sure. But you couldn’t care less.

Three of them approached your table as a server from the bar delivered the sake Felix had ordered. You took a cup and downed it instantly against your better judgment, hoping the liquid courage would live up to its name.

You could feel Minho and Felix looking at you with raised eyebrows as your best friend slash fake boyfriend just smirked from beside you. Your cheeks warmed with embarrassment as one of the women brushed her hand across your shoulders.

“Do you want some cash, baby?” he asked.

You nodded distantly, gulping. Jisung laughed before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. He handed you five hundred yen to give to the dancer cozying up to you and leaned back to watch with amusement.

You offered the money to the woman nervously, but she just smiled.

“You can put it here!” she said, pointing to the space where her g-string was resting against her hip.

Your eyes widened. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

Your fingers trembled as you slotted the money into the elastic band, trying not to think about how she was standing above you… topless… with her ass in your face… grinning smugly down at you.

“Th-thank you,” you squeaked out once you’d given her the tip.

“No, thank you,” she responded. “I’m Yui, by the way.”

“Thank you, Yui,” you amended, not even thinking to give her your name in response.

She winked at you before rounding up her other two coworkers and making her way back to the stage. It wasn’t until she was all the way back at the front that she hadn’t so much as looked at the three boys you were with.

You usually had pretty good game when it came to women, but you were striking out horrendously. If it was this easy to fall out of practice with flirting, you wondered how bad you’d be at the end of the trip.

Jisung still looked amused, but you knew he was internally fighting his wingman instincts whilst also fighting the instinct to make fun of you for dropping the ball so fucking hard.

“That was close,” Minho mused in his brother’s direction. “Nearly, lost your girl there.”

Jisung shrugged. “Were we watching the same interaction? She could barely get two words out. I’m not worried.”

You glared at him, but he ignored you.

“The only reason y/n is dating me is because her brain short circuits every time she looks at a pretty girl. Right, babe?”

“That’s not fair,” you scoffed.

“I mean, you are dating me, aren’t you.”

“I can flirt with girls! She was just flirting with me for work and I didn’t want to be creepy.” you reasoned.

“Then how come she didn’t flirt with any of us?” Felix asked.

“Uh-”

“She’s in denial, mates, let her have this,” Jisung said softly.

The other two Hans shut up at that, but you could still tell that they were judging you as they sipped their drinks. You were pretty sure they spent the night watching you watch the dancers instead of actually watching the dancers themselves.

By the time everyone was ready to call it a night, Yui was nowhere to be seen. You figured that she had already clocked out for the night. You frowned as Jisung led you out of the club by the hand, pausing to look around the room one more time. Even if you couldn’t do anything with her because you were “with” Jisung, you still wished you could have given her your name. Maybe you could’ve gotten her Instagram.

It was the second time your faux relationship had cockblocked you on this trip, but if it wasn’t for your faux relationship you wouldn’t be on this trip in the first place. You were caught in somewhat of a catch 22.

Jisung had to keep an arm wrapped around you as you walked together to keep you steady. Despite your resolve not to drink, you’d had four or five glasses of sake throughout the course of the night, and were effectively tipsy. You gave yourself a pass since you weren’t alone with Minho this time, but you were still trying to sober up as quickly as possible.

“Watch it,” your best friend warned as you attempted to balance yourself on the curb of the road. You were still holding his hand, but leaning towards traffic a bit too far for his liking. “I will not have you getting run over in a foreign country. Your mum would kill me.”

“That’s what you’re worried about?” you shouted. “You’re not worried about losing the love of your life?”

“Your mother is a very intimidating woman when she’s angry!” he cried defensively.

“Hey, lovebirds!” Minho yelled, rolling his eyes at the PDA. “Cab’s here! Come on, or we’re leaving you here.”

“We’re coming, we’re coming!” Jisung called back and tugged you off the curb.

Naturally, you stumbled, but he caught you easily, bracing your body against his own.

“Come on, silly,” he said, snaking an arm around your waist.

He helped you into the backseat of the car and made sure you fastened your seatbelt. The taxi this time was a minivan so you didn’t have to be squished in between the twins, much to your relief. Your head was already pounding and you needed the space to yourself.

Felix and Minho settled into the middle seats of the van and shut the door behind them. Minho gave the driver the address of the hotel before turning to you and Jisung in the back.

“What a night, right?” he chuckled awkwardly, shoving his hands in his pockets. “But not a word of this to mum and dad.”

Jisung fell asleep on the ride back, and it was you this time who was shaking him awake as soon as the car came to a stop in front of your hotel.

“We’re here,” you whispered.

He rubbed his eyes with his fists and stretched, giving his brothers a moment to get out of the car first before pushing the seat forward so that you both could climb out from the back. He led you through the lobby with a hand on the small of your back. You were still pretty tipsy from the sake, and he didn’t want to risk you tripping and falling.

You said goodnight to Minho and Felix in the elevator and parted ways for the night in the hallway. As soon as the door was shut behind you collapsed onto the bed with a sigh of relief.

When you had checked in earlier you had barely any time to rest before going to the onsen. You had been running around nonstop all day and you were exhausted. You had another flight to catch tomorrow morning too, and you didn’t even want to think about how early you were going to have to get up for that. At least you’d sleep well tonight. You knew you would be able to rest for real, without the quiet anxiety of maintaining your performance as a couple in front of Jisung’s brothers looming in the background.

“Should we have sex tonight?” Jisung asked suddenly, flopping onto the bed next to you.

“What?”

“You know,” he nodded in the direction of his brother’s room.

You considered it for a moment. “Nah,” you decided. “I don’t want to put them through that again. It’s been a long day, and they’d probably think I’m fantasizing about that dancer while I’m riding you anyway.”

Jisung snorted. “I wouldn’t blame you. She was hot.”

“Wasn’t she?” you gasped, sitting up. “Do you think she was actually into me?”

He shrugged. “Why wouldn’t she have been?”

“It’s literally her job to seduce people.”

“Right. Guess we’ll never know then.”

“Jisung!” you whined.

“I’m just being realistic!”

“Well it’s bumming me out!”

“They’re open until four, we could go back. Figure out if you ”

The idea tempted you, but you brushed it off. If you had been maybe two years younger you would have given into your impulse without a second thought, but you weren’t as limber, weren’t as energetic as you used to be. Second winds didn’t come as easily to you anymore, not at your twenty-something years of age, not with your lower back pain and almost nonexistent hangover tolerance. You used to be able to go out bar hopping on back to back nights, and then show up for your eleven am class the next morning like nothing had happened. You weren’t even halfway to fifty and you felt like your body was giving up on you.

“No, we need to rest,” you insisted. “We have another flight to catch tomorrow.”

“You’re just afraid to get curved, aren’t you?”

“Maybe ignorance is bliss, ok? Maybe I want to live in a daydream world where I can believe she actually thought I was cute.”

“Fair enough.”

You pushed yourself off the bed and managed to stay balanced as you got to your feet.

“I’m going to shower,” you announced, words slurred.

Jisung nodded in acknowledgment. “I’ve got next.”

Everything in the Tokyo hotel room was exactly as you’d left it. You couldn’t imagine being wealthy enough to pay for a hotel room that you weren’t even staying in for a night, but you also knew that an expense like that wouldn’t even make a dent in a HYBE check.

Once you made it back, the plan for the rest of the day was to rest. Since the Hans were taking a full-day excursion to Mt. Fuji the following morning, they advised their sons to take advantage of the down time you had that afternoon.

“The last thing we want is for anyone to get sick,” Dom had said as he briefed you and the boys on the plans for the evening. You were standing in the hotel lobby, blocking the pathway to the elevators. Luckily no one was around to be inconvenienced by your group, but it still stressed you out. “You’re on your own for dinner. Let us know if you need any money.”

“What do you want to do?” Jisung asked as soon as his father was out of earshot.

“What is there to do?”

“So much.” He sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Are you hungry? We could eat. Or we could nap if you’re tired.”

“I won’t get any sleep,” you reasoned, eyes flitting over to where his brothers were caught up in their own conversation.

“Okay, scratch the naps. Do you want to eat? Drink? It’s only noon, but it’s five o’clock somewhere.”

You chuckled, but shook your head. “I don’t think I should be drinking, at least not this early. Are there any galleries nearby? We can do that thing we used to do back home- minus the ‘being high’ part.”

“Pretty sure that’s a felony here,” Jisung agreed.

“I don’t even know where we’d get a joint either. It’s not like we can go around asking for a dealer- we don’t even speak Japanese.”

“You’d definitely get us thrown in jail.”

“Okay, well, are there galleries nearby or not? It won’t be as fun, but we could still kill some time.”

“Should we ask my brothers to join us?”

“Can it just be us two?” you asked, feeling a little guilty about not wanting them to tag along.

Jisung smiled and nodded. “Definitely. C’mon, let’s go.”

Sharing a pair of earbuds was a lot more intimate than you remembered it being. To be fair, when you’d done this in the past you had been blasted out of your mind, and you had been sharing Jisung’s AirPods, not an actual pair of wired earbuds.

But Jisung’s AirPods were dead and yours were in your backpack in the hotel room so you made do. You’d stopped in a convenience store to pick up the cheapest pair you could find, and then walked a couple more blocks to a place called teamLab Borderless, an art gallery Jisung had found on Google Maps.

No one gave you a second glance as you and Jisung navigated the queue up to the ticket booth, tethered together on a wire. Jisung paid the entrance fee and grabbed a map from the stand before leading you through the entrance into the main exhibits.

You were immediately overtaken by darkness, and had to squint to see a foot in front of you.

“Are you okay?” Jisung asked. You couldn’t see him, but you could feel him beside you.

“I’m fine, you?”

“Peachy.”

You giggled, but didn’t say anything else, content to stand exactly where you were until your eyes adjusted. Not for the first time that day you felt in the way, like you were blocking something. But luckily, there didn’t seem to be many other visitors in the gallery.

You blinked a couple of times before realizing you were standing in a hallway. There were illuminated signs above each pathway, and light seemed to be seeping through some of the exhibits, projections mixing together and tapering off at random in the main hall where you were.

“This isn’t a normal art gallery, is it?” you whispered.

Jisung shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

You walked together into the first opening on the right and were greeted by an explosion of color. The darkness evaporated into the background as bright images were projected onto every surface in the room. The walls, the floor, the ceiling were all being used as the canvas for the projections. It was abstract, shapes and lines spilling from one wall to the next with no sense of direction. In the middle of the room, the floor sloped upwards into an uneven hill where other guests were sitting and admiring the exhibit together.

“So it’s like digital art,” you said to no one in particular.

“Looks like it.”

“I’ve always wanted to go to one of these.”

“Then it’s your lucky day,” Jisung mumbled back.

You glanced over at him and couldn’t help but grin. He was still taking it all in, mesmerized by the colors and special effects.

“Should we start?” you asked, holding up the cord to the earbuds.

He nodded. “Wanna sit on the hill?”

He offered you his arm and you took it, looping your own through it and following him over to the elevated part of the room. You found a little nook to sit in and settled there. Jisung slipped off his backpack and put it next to him, leaning back on his elbows to look up at the ceiling.

“Ladies first,” he said, nodding at his phone sitting on his lap.

You took it and unlocked it with your Face ID. The only time Jisung had ever locked you out of his phone was when he started sleeping with your lab partner and he didn’t want you to find out. You did find out, but only because he’s a shitty liar when it comes to you, and locking you out of his phone was even more suspicious than his weird behavior.

You scrolled to the Spotify app and opened it, navigating to the search page. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard hesitantly. This was a lot easier when you were high. And it was a lot easier when you were looking at a picture in a frame on a wall. You’d think finding a song that represented a piece of art would be simple when you were physically in the middle of said art, but you were blanking.

“No Mitski,” Jisung whined when he saw you typing in the familiar name. “You always pick Mitski.”

“Wha- fine then. No The Band CAMINO”

Your best friend’s jaw dropped like you had just stabbed him in the heart. “You get one Mitski song, and I get one The Band CAMINO song.”

“Deal.”

He sighed. “Play what you were gonna play.”

“No, I’ll find something else. If I only have one Mitski song I’m going to save it for something good.” Jisung rolled his eyes. “What? It’s not my fault she has a song that perfectly encapsulates every human emotion.”

“I thought you said that was Taylor Swift.”

“Her too.”

You racked your brain trying to think of a song that matched the feeling the art exhibit gave you, but you still came up short. It was hard to put into words, you decided as the colors swirled around you.

“Take your time,” Jisung said suddenly. He must’ve been able to sense that you were stressing over your decision, not that it would be hard to tell when you were tapping your foot anxiously against the floor and fretting at your thumbnail with your teeth. “This is supposed to be fun,” he reminded you.

You sat up a little straighter and nodded. He’s right, you agreed. If you couldn’t put the feeling into words yourself, then you’d pick a song that you couldn’t understand and let the music translate the sentiment for you.

“K-pop?” Jisung asked, cocking his head to the side.

“No, this is a Japanese song,” you chided. “Just shut up and listen.”

The next exhibit you visited was a room full of lanterns. They hung at different heights to give off the illusion that they were actually floating, and the lights inside flickered as if they were real candles. The lanterns changed colors at random, slowly fading in between soft pinks and blues and purples. The walls and the floor were made of mirrors, making it look like the room went on forever.

“I have the perfect song,” Jisung exclaimed, yanking the phone from your hands.

You hadn’t even found a spot to sit yet, but he was already typing in the title.

“It’s kinda on the nose, but…” he trailed off and let the song speak for him.

You recognized the tune immediately. I See the Light from Tangled began streaming through the headphones and you felt yourself tear up instantly. You didn’t know why you were crying. You couldn’t explain it if you tried, but you let the feeling consume you.

You could picture the scene perfectly, hundreds of thousands of lanterns drifting into the distance, their glow just as bright in the reflection on the water… you didn’t think you would ever experience anything remotely as ethereal as that scene, but this felt as close as anyone could get in this lifetime.

The inherent romanticism of the song was not lost on you, but you were happy to share the moment with your best friend. You couldn’t imagine sharing it with anyone else anyway.

You looked over at Jisung and saw tears shining in his eyes too. Tangled always had that effect on you both.

The next exhibit was a room full of lily pads. The stems extended above your heads, making you feel like you were at the bottom of a lake. Silhouettes of fish swam on the ceiling, making ripples beneath the petals of the lily pads. Trapped underneath the surface, like you.

You took a deep breath even though you knew you weren’t actually submerged in water and took a timid step forward.

You spent the entire afternoon in the Borderless Museum. It was well into the evening when you finally stumbled out onto the street again, squinting even though the sun was setting. The daylight was still a harsh contrast from the pitch black museum.

You had kept your promise and only played one Mitski song. It was an exhibit that mimicked a planetarium, but instead of stars and planets the sky was full of butterflies. You laid next to Jisung on the ground, that was actually a net suspended a few feet in the air and watched them flutter around, forming constellations as the projections orbited the room.

“It’s a good thing we weren’t stoned,” Jisung chuckled.

“I think I would have had a mental breakdown,” you said, shaking your head as you imagined how you would have reacted to all the colors and lights if you had been under the influence.

“It would’ve been so obvious.”

“Would’ve been an experience, that’s for sure.”

“You can say that again.”

You took a deep breath of fresh air and looked around. It was nearing rush hour and traffic was beginning to pick up as corporate Tokyo wound down for the day. Shops on the ground level were closing up while nightclubs were preparing to open.

“What now?” you asked. “Are you hungry?”

“I could eat.”

“We could grab some food and then head back and go to bed early.”

“I think that’s a great idea.”

“Should we invite your brothers? I feel bad for ditching them earlier.”

“I don’t,” Jisung replied bluntly. “They’re big boys, they can figure out how to entertain themselves for an afternoon.”

“You know what I meant,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“Yeah, and I love them, but I also love you, and I know that it’s not easy for you to always be around them. I missed having you to myself anyway.”

You bumped his shoulder playfully as he pulled out his phone to text Felix and Minho.

“Getting soft on me, Han?”

“Never.”

Minho and Felix beat you to the restaurant. They were in walking distance whereas you and Jisung had to take the metro to get there. You’d picked a sushi restaurant near the hotel because you were insistent on Jisung ordering whatever he wanted without you to hinder him. The menu had plenty of non-seafood options for you to choose from too so finding something to eat wouldn’t be an issue.

You found Jisung’s brothers seated on one side of a booth, leaving the other open for the two of you.

“We already ordered,” Felix explained sheepishly. “Sorry.”

“No worries,” you said easily while Jisung rolled his eyes next to you. You grabbed his thigh and squeezed gently as a warning. “It’s fine.”

“What did you guys do today?” Minho asked, changing the subject.

“We went to this digital art museum,” you answered. “It was probably one of my favorite things we’ve done on this trip. We thought we were just going to a regular art gallery, but it was a whole experience! We did this thing we used to do back home, er- back at school. We used to get really stoned and take the bus to different art galleries and exhibitions and then we’d play a game where we took turns picking songs that matched a specific artwork’s vibe.”

“You smoke?” Felix asked his twin in disbelief, ignoring the rest of your story.

Fuck.

You had already accidentally mentioned that fact to Minho a few weeks ago back in London, but you’d forgotten that Fleix still didn’t know. You gave a sideways glance to your best friend, hoping he wasn’t mad. He gave you an indifferent shrug and you relaxed the tiniest bit.

“Occasionally,” Jisung said casually.

“Sorry,” you apologized.

“Don’t be, it’s not like it’s a secret.”

“I know, but still.”

“It’s fine, baby,” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. “I promise.”

“I do that too,” Minho piped up.

“Smoke?”

Your best friend’s brother laughed. “Yes, but that’s not what I meant. I meant that sometimes I get so excited when I’m telling a story that I say things I’m not supposed to say.”

“He quite literally has a reputation for it,” Felix added. “The entire K-pop industry turned it into a whole bit.”

You pursed your lips. “I wouldn’t know.”

“I still can’t believe you’ve never heard a single K-pop song,” Minho scoffed.

“It’s the whole reason we’re dating,” Jisung murmured smugly and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

“Thanks, Ji, I love you too,” you grumbled.

“You’re super hot too, but that’s just a bonus.”

You narrowed your eyes at his brother across the table. “And they say romance is dead.”

Minho scrunched his eyebrows together and opened his mouth like he was going to ask a question, but was interrupted by the server reapproaching your table to take you and Jisung’s orders since you had just recently arrived.

You still let Jisung relay your order for you even though you were eating separate meals. He knew marginally more Japanese than you, and he was far more direct, always making a point to mention your food allergy. You almost never said anything about it even though it was dangerous to your health. You just hated being high-maintenance.

The server traded your menus for glasses of water and promised to be back soon with everyone’s food.

“Something on your mind, Min?” Jisung asked a moment later, noticing the way he was looking at you both.

But to your surprise, he shook his head. “Nothing, why?”

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So I managed to get time tonight to see Jung Kook's 'I Am Still' documentary, and I have many thoughts lol.

Spoiler Free Review

JK is so ridiculously talented. I'm sure it was already obvious. but seeing him in the studio, recording his first album, was amazing. He has such a unique ear for music, and it was impressive to hear him in the studio with his English-speaking producers in the U.S. JK repeatedly talked about how nervous he was whenever he was doing something new, and the astounding thing is you could never tell. His nervousness never showed. He was always delivering at such a high level, that you could never tell in any of his performances. Hearing his luscious vocals and tone in surround sound in a loud theater was worth the price of admission alone.

Spoiler Filled Review Below

There's honestly not too much to spoil. If you watched many of JK's performances during his promo run, you probably have already seen like 80% of the documentary. The TSX performance in Times Square, GMA, Global Citizens Festival, the Golden Live on Stage Showcase, and one of the performances he did in the UK were all highlighted. It's crazy that JK was sick through so much of his promo run. One of the only times he mentioned in the documentary that he was feeling in good condition was for the TSX performance. It was also very obvious how much JK's staff loves him. The fact that they were always taking care of him and asking how he slept, and would cheer if he slept well was sweet.

The behind-the-scenes of Jung Kook recording Standing Next to You, going to the doctor before his GMA performance, and the cutting of his hair all felt like the most significant scenes to me that were actually new. JK recording SNTY really showcased his genius as a musically gifted artist. I mentioned this earlier in my spoiler-free section but JK has a remarkable ear for music, and the fact he could hear a note sung by a producer, immediately knew what they wanted and how to sing it, and deliver it back despite the language barrier was insane. Even though JK was too humble to admit it in the documentary, he 1000% is a musical genius with an innate natural ability that can't be taught.

In terms of appearances by other members, there was not much. While rehearsing Permission to Dance for Global Citizen Festival (I think lol) JK mentioned that Jin and Jimin drive him crazy because of how high their parts are in the song, and that fact he had to sing their parts 😅. He visited Barnes and Noble and saw all the members albums. Tae made a suuuuuper awkward appearance while JK was recording lol. JK's one-arm sideways half hug (with his other hand still in his pocket) made me laugh. Next, Jimin. I have no idea if JK had any input on how the documentary was put together, but Jimin making an appearance at the very end, being one of the last things included, actually felt so meaningful. JK had just buzzed off the rest of his hair, had finished recording Never Let Go, and went to find Jimin. Seeing Jimin's full body reaction to seeing JK's hair for the first time felt equal parts funny and emotional. JK leaned into Jimin as Jimin rubbed his head and then asked him how it looked, like he needed his encouragement at that moment. I thought it was really touching. The scene with Jimin and the scene with his barber/hairstylist who cried after cutting JK's hair felt like two of the most personal scenes in the film that didn't have to do with JK as the artist, but with Jung Kook the person.

This leads me to a few of my issues. While I loved it, I did at times find myself wishing it was a little more personal. A lot of time was spent on interviews with his English-speaking producers who worked on Golden and their thoughts, but thankfully PDogg and Son Sung Deuk were also included to add some much-needed insight into Jung Kook as a person. (I don't want to get flamed for mentioning it, but I really hated seeing Scooter appear, but thankfully he remained in the background during Seven's recording.) The jumping around in time didn't really work for me either, but maybe it's because I was crazy locked in during that time and know the exact order in which his performances happened lol. I also wonder why they didn't include more rehearsal or practice dance footage. They included sooo many full performances from Golden Live on Stage and so much hard work and preparation had to have gone into pulling that off, so it was a little surprising not to see much behind-the-scenes content from it. Or maybe BigHit is saving that footage to use at a later time, which would be very like them lol.

Overall, I would HIGHLY recommend everyone watch 'I Am Still' to see Jung Kook's genius at work on the big screen!!! For a 1 hour and 33 minute documentary , it was time very well spent. Again thank you again to the anon who messaged me asking for my review, this very very long review is really all your fault haha. 😅

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Name: little moments

fem!reader x suguru geto

tags: ER, fluff, family vibezzz, reader isn't the best singer in the world, but satoru is, modern!AU (I guess)

words: 434

note: eh-h-h, hi. once again a reminder - I'm not a native English speaker, so there might be mistakes. I'M TRULY SORRY FOR THEM. Anyway hope you enjoy this story. Right now I'm thinking of writing story about Childe from Genshin Impact, should I? ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

In the kitchen, there was the sound of dishes and the music was blaring, the howls of a girl who had chased the whole family out of the kitchen, saying that she would be cooking the family dinner on her own. Hearing this, parents only rejoiced, clapped their hands and calmly sat down on the sofa in the spacious living room to enjoy the time together with their daughter's boyfriend, Suguru, and her friend, Satoru.

Everyone was chatting nicely, discussing a variety of topics, from real estates to the Baseball World Cup, until there was a loud squeal in the kitchen that scalded the ears like boiling water.

- That's my favorite song! - the girl squealed and nearly dropped the wooden spatula, which was stained with tomato sauce.

A couple of seconds later, a second heartbreaking squeal sounded. The family looked amongst themselves, frowning at the same time as they heard the girl start to sing along to her favorite moment in the song. She absolutely was in the moment, even forgot about other people in the house.

- O-o-o-oh, tainted love, touch me baby, tainted love!!!

Suguru smiled lightly as he heard his other half singing along to the song with all her nonchalance and love. He loved seeing and hearing the way his girlfriend was enjoying life. He, looking at her, was himself saturated with this positive energy, that unnoticed by others he quietly began to sing the words of the song under his nose.

The song from the distant 80s charged with its energy, and when the girl closed her eyes, began to spin to the beat of the music and sing along, she imagined that she was on the stage of some club in one of the US states and was the most popular performer in the whole country.

While the girl was enjoying her performance in the kitchen in front of the fridge and pans on the cooker, everyone else in the living room was sitting and blushing from embarrassment, especially Satoru was blushing so hard, because he was somehow a musician. His best friend was absolutely not the best singer.

Suguru, who was sitting next to Gojo, leaned back against the back of the couch and put his leg over his foot, covering half his face with his hand, trying not to let on that he was about to burst into laughter at his best friend's reaction.

- Maybe she should have gone to music school, - mother of the family asked, thinking about it.

- No way! - her father and Satoru shouted in unison while Suguru laughed at the absurdity of the situation.

[♫ Soft Cell – Tainted Love]

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lundenloves · 5 months

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

If we were to chuck a song to it, the song would be Time by Pink Floyd. A song originally found bumbling on the janky speaker Soap had bought for the equivalent of ten quid on a longer deployment. It wasn’t new, no, but it was new lyrically. The weight of trauma had created a thick layer of silence and the only choice was to listen intently. Eyes avoided eachothers for the realisation of relatable words,

Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain.

And you are young and life is long.

And there is time to kill today.

Wintering eyelashes bat under the harsh snow, landing effortlessly on each whisker before being blinked or rubbed away from a rough hand. Each man looked like a time capsule of their younger self, scars and stubble growing in thick for those who hadn’t sported a longer beard. Scars that told passed time seemed redder on Johnny’s arms, and Simon’s eyes had grown darker over fatigued nights.

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

It seemed unfair. The passage of time during conflict, like someone had kicked you to the side, a dark hole at best that housed dead bodies and ash of those who weren’t fortunate enough to be spared from flame. War wasn’t over, war was never over. The starting gun had never shot and each soldier was pushed to the frontest of the lines — shot in the head and then forgotten about.

You didn’t matter. You were a number. A figure at best, one that Britain had bragged of, your bravery a selling point for the country. Ten or more years of your life stolen by higher ups with nothing to show for it but permanent scarring — both mental and physical — with sandgrains churning in your chest from crawling across desert floors.

Some lost limbs, some lost sight and hearing, while others lost nothing on paper.

Aside from quality time.

Nothing a fucking report could be written on.

The loss of your child’s first steps, laugh, smile, words. It took a toll. Not that anyone was to know because that wasn’t part of the conduct was it? Emotion wasn’t allowed bar the mandatory check up every quarter.

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way but you’re older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

It was heavy on Simon’s shoulders especially, instigating an expected snap one Monday evening on a European border. He’d remained completely silent on comms, completing the objected mission with usual 141 finesse before breaking. He hated it. Johnny’s eyes on him and the building sympathy from Price over Gaz’s shoulder who hadn’t dared to look at the lieutenant.

“You alright mate?” Was the question asked, Soap’s harsh accent cutting the silence finer than it had to be. All he had received was a shrug. An indecisive action, one Simon rarely performed.

“What do you think?” A pin drop silence. Simon effectively laying a pitfall trap for Johnny to walk right into, he seemed to snarl with his words though they maintained a nonchalant.

Eyes narrowed. Fist clenched, anxiously flitting against his thigh with hands alternating in lift between smoking and biting his other hands nail.

Soap nodded to himself, steeling away from the situation and patting an intentional hand on Simon’s shoulder on his passing by. Silence.

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say.

Returning home was forever a measurement of trauma. Soap’s wife knew he was game for delicate touch and love instantly, curling large arms around her and managing to adjust to civilian life within a day or two.

Price never did go home. He never had a family there like the other lads.

Within an hour of landing on the strip he would be on his way to base with dry dirt still on his face from the evac.

He couldn’t cope away from work.

Neither could Simon, but that was a known.

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

meh

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[NEW ENG translation] Joker Out: "Music always dictates the tempo"

A conversation with the band members

An interview with Joker Out, published on the RTV SLO website on July 5th 2024. Written by Žana E. Čeh for RTV. Translated by IG joyridinglovee, Slovenian proofreading by IG fabriconmyhead, native English proofreading by Anastasia

"As expected, our recording process is progressing with a slight delay" say the band members of Joker Out, who are working hard on their new album. It will be released in the autumn, they stepped out of their comfort zone for it. Otherwise, the group has already begun preparing for their one of a kind performace during the half-time show of "Noč zmaja". (The Night of the Dragon - the final game of beloved Slovene basketball player Goran Dragić)

Photo by Urša Premik

The Slovenian group Joker Out, which consists of Bojan Cvjetićanin, Jure Maček, Kis Guštin, Jan Peteh and Nace Jordan, went to London at the beginning of the year to "air out" their heads: "We went to the west to get some cosmopolitan inspiration, but the Balkan sound and spirit ended up burning inside us. This intense mix of our and foreign culture made its way into our music" they told the MMC and added that the upcoming album will reflect their view of the world since Eurovision, and during the creative process they didn't hold back and also experimented.

"There will be a large mix of emotions in it, that the switch from the homely student life to the tour life and abroad brings," they said and added that the linguistic diversity they've been exposed to recently, will be noticable.

"It's still a completely unfathomable and an inspiring fact that our songs in Slovene and Serbian broke the language barrier:" Photo: Vita Orehek

The Jokers, who recieved the Zlata piščal (Golden flute - Slovene musical award) for artist of the year for the third time, are recording their new album in Hamburg. Recording abroad is primarily so close to their hearts because "only when you're somewhere far away can you truly get away from all the uncreative musical duties and completely fall into the music."

The quintet will preform on August 24th during the fifteen minute break at the event "Noč Zmaja", a farewell match for Goran Dragić. "We've already begun prepearing for the performance. This is the first time we're a part of a half-time performance, which is why we'll prepare something special and unique," the members assured, of whom Peteh and Maček are big basketball fans - even during the recording process in Germany they kept up with Slovenian players in the NBA.

You can find out more in the conversation below.

At he beginning of the year you went to London to "air out" your heads. Did you succeed? What new things did you learn by wandering down unknown paths with the purpose of making music?

It's true, we went to London with the purpose of stepping away from our local and known turf encouraging new and unknown experiences, people and events, which would change our perspective and bring new inspiration. We definetly achieved that, however it took us to completely new thought processes, which we didn't expect. "We went to the west to get cosmopolitan inspiration, but the Balkan sound and spirit ended up burning into us. This intense mix of our of our and foreing culture made its way into our music"

You planned on recording the new album in Hamburg, where the Eurovison song Carpe Diem was created. Is it different, recording abroad? Does it have a special charm?

The studio in Hamburg holds a special place in our hearts, since our most successful song to day was recorded there - one that opened up new doors into the world for us. That's why we decided that this studio has the right karma, which we want to spread to the other songs on the new album. Recording abroad is especially so close to our hearts because only when you're somewhere far away can you truly get away from all the uncreative musical duties and completely fall into the music

You took a short break from recording at the end of May. Are these short breaks neccesary for more creativity? How's the recording process going otherwise? Is everything up to your expectations?

Taking breaks during the creation of new music is necessary so that you can mentally distance from it. As a musician, you are quickly too exposed to your music, which means that you lose any objectivity or distance to it. Taking breaks allows us to come back with a clearer head and less bias, which then results in a better finished product. The breaks between the end of one creative period and the next are also important, so that we can recharge and let ourselves experience new things. As expected, our recording process is progressing with a slight delay. The music always dictates the tempo.

How will this album, which is coming in the atumn, be different from the last two? Will it continue the story? What can listeners expect?

The upcoming album will reflect our view of the world since Eurovision. There will be a large mix of emotions, that the switch from the homely student life to the life on tour and abroad brings, the linguistic diversity we've been exposed to in the last year and a half, will also be noticable. We didn't hold back musically wise, we looked for new musical paths,we experimented with a wider range of instruments and sounds than before. In short, we didn't allow ourselves to stay within our comfort zone, which we also indicated with our previous single "Everybody's Waiting" and our new single "Šta bih ja".

You have successfully "ridden" the Eurovision wave, and you already have a good number of guest performances behind you. Already during Eurovision, even those who do not speak Slovenian sang your songs in Slovenian. Now the number of these has definitely increased. Have you gotten used to the feeling that even foreigners sing your songs in Slovenian? Are concerts abroad different from those in Slovenia?

Although that acute feeling of disbelief may no longer exist when we step on stage, it is still completely incomprehensible and inspiring to us that our songs in Slovenian and Serbian broke through the language barrier when we take a moment to breathe and process these concerts. In the past, concerts abroad seemed more euphoric, more wild than in Slovenia, but we realized that this was more because we performed a lot in Slovenia, while in other countries we did only one or two concerts.

Now, that we also perform less in Slovenia, at the concerts that we have here, you can feel this sparkling charge of anticipation, which cannot be obtained if you are frequently present.

"In the past, concerts abroad seemed more euphoric, more wild than in Slovenia." Photo: Vita Orehek

You also opened a new platform, Openstage, where listeners can get an insight into the recording process, have access to advance ticket sales and other exclusive content. Does this matter?

Except at concerts, it is difficult to connect with the most loyal listeners and followers, especially through social networks, where interactions are completely devoid of any personal touch. That's why platforms like Openstage, where you can have more direct and honest communication, are important for maintaining that relationship, especially with fans from areas that we rarely or never visit. Of course, music or a concert are still the main and irreplacable medium of connection.

You have a colorful summer of festivals ahead of you, and on August 24th you can also expect to perform at the Night of the Dragon event, which is the farewell match of sports ace Goran Dragić. During the 15-minute break, as many as 200 Slovenian performers will take the stage in front of more than 10,000 people, you said that you are looking forward to such a memory. Are you already preparing for the performance between the two half-times? What does it mean to you that you too will be part of an event with a charitable note?

We've already begun prepearing for the performance. This is the first time we're a part of a half-time performance, which is why we'll prepare something special and unique. Of course it's an infinitely large bonus that while doing something that we love and which completes us, we can also bring that same joy and circumstances that perfect the lives of those that can't afford it, but also deserve it the most.

Are you a basketball enthusiast? For example, have you followed Dragić's career through the years? Is there a special moment that stayed in your memory?

We are. Jan and Jure are primarily big fans of basketball and during the recording process in Germany they kept up with Slovenian players in the NBA (as they have in the past). that also included Gogi (Goran Dragić's nickname). Kris' fondest memory of him is the reception of the basketball players at Congress square in Ljubljana after their victory at the European Championship. He was there and says that it was the biggest and most euphoric crowd in Ljubljana since he can remember.

You emphasise that you are committed to peace, love and humanity. In May, you also revealed a part of the song Sonce (Sun), which was inspired by the humanitarian crisis in Palestine. Is it important to use music to convey these kinds of messages as well, your attitude to the situation?

Music is the only medium through which we want and even feel able to share our thoughts about the world around us. The messages in our music arise from the need to self-define our circumstances, but we are happy if at the same time others can feel heard or understood through our lyrics.

The IPF (Institute for enforcing the rights of performers and producers of Phonograms of Slovenia) revealed that the song Carpe Diem was the most played Slovenian song on Slovenian radio stations in 2023, or second overall (right after 'Flowers' by Miley Cyrus). It's the third time you've won the "Zlata piščal" for Artist of the Year. What do these achievements mean to you?

We are extremely proud to receive the award for the most played Slovenian song, because it is very concrete proof that we have managed to take over hard-to-reach radio waves with our original music. Also, the mantra "because no one listens to rock n' roll anymore", which we heard over and over when we started isn't true at all..Additionally, it is a special honour for us that, after several years, the most played Slovenian song is not in 30th place alongside foreign music in terms of playback, but second; for the attention of listeners. This means that the Slovenian young music scene is of high quality and can compete with other countries for listeners' attention. The new 'Zlata piščal' for performer of the year is once again a nice confirmation that we continue to do well.

#joker out #bojan cvjetićanin #jan peteh #nace jordan #kris guštin #jure maček

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sageistri · 4 months

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They can scream "GLOBAL POP STAR" as much as they want, but Jungkook--so-far--has failed to capture the imagination of the public they way BTS did. He's not a household name--can people even pronounce his name? And the Taco Bell logo isn't going to help.

I think people severely underestimate what Seven did for him and his solo career and just how far not only this single but his album, reached. Jungkook right now is the biggest name in bts and probably kpop contrary to what people want to believe. Every media outlet was announcing his fan song as if it was this big highly anticipated cb single and people are very much tuned in so much so that i saw blinks fighting eachother because one side finally admitted to being jk solos and the other side calling it embarrassing because of how his fans (armys) treat BP.

No one cares about how he achieved those numbers except for akgaes. General consensus is he ended his own group and is the only non flop member I mean it's insane. Scooter has really done a number for jungkook and this is with just his solo debut and now with his own "brand"? Man oh man💀

Golden compared to face on paper only did better because golden is a full English album and with 2x more songs. They had to release additional us exclusive versions to get him to crack 200k+ units while face debuted with 160k+ without half the versions golden had, and with half the songs too and not even a quarter of the promo because every single jk released prior were English collabs with western acts. Considering after seven all jk's other songs fell back to being dependent on armys and with no significant increase in chart performance despite extensive promo and the songs still being in English shows that there was in fact no actual growth and The next time he has a song that performs as well as seven would be when they bring out "seven level" promo tactics once again. If seven did anything beyond giving him a billion streams, his streams from songs like 3d and snty wouldn't have gone back to being on par with the streams he got before seven.

Look at BTS and dynamite, the streams and chart performance of their Korean songs released after shows that they did in fact gain a ton of new listeners because despite those songs being ballads it still performed significantly better than their Korean songs before dynamite. Also you see how dynamite debuted with 7m streams and then butter with 11m? Snty and 3d had like a 60% decrease from seven, being on par with left and right, so no growth and still dependent on fandom streaming. Also when or if they do decide to release another seven, I wonder if he's going to debut with 30m streams on global Spotify lol.

Also people care about jk as a solo act just as much as other BTS members, meaning no one who isn't into kpop in one capacity or the other cares about him, saying otherwise would be like pretending 5050 suddenly became a household name after cupid. Akgaes love to act like these media outlets talk about their faves the most or that it means they are the most important, when the least popular member of BTS could announce any kind of music and they'd have just as much people talking about it. No one's talking about these songs because he's so important because they don't even do all that for big western acts especially when it's not a come back single, they make those posts because armys are going to give them engagement. Let's not even talk about the ones that were paid for by scooter because we know that's how he rolls and he lurks on social media too.

Also seven isn't the end of their solo careers Is what y'all don't understand. I am not arguing that jk's name has the most pull right now because... duh, but what I do know is that he's not going to have the biggest solo career in BTS, not even close. Doesn't matter what you think is the truth right now.

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FIFTEEN: traditional first date

Warnings: swearing, brief suggestive (oral f receiving)

Word Count: 10.4k (sorry, it's a long one!)

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I wake up with a start as a thudding noise comes from beside me. The top half of my body bolts upright and my eyes open wide as I look in the direction the noise came from. I see a rather scared looking Hongjoong right beside me, staring back at me, his eyes as wide as mine probably are right now.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up or give you a fright!” he says quietly

“It is ok Hongjoong.” I reply, running a hand through my hair as my other goes to my chest. I can feel my heart racing through my skin.

He leans down and picks up his laptop from the floor. I am assuming he must have dropped it and that made the noise that woke me up. I glance over at the clock on the wall and squint my eyes to see the time - 8.49am. I realise my 6am alarm did not wake me up and I look around for my phone, then remember that I had left it in my bedroom last night before I came upstairs. I hope it didn’t wake up the guys on the 2nd floor, especially San whose bedroom is above mine.

I look down beside me to see Seonghwa is fast asleep. He looks so peaceful. “I hope it is ok that I slept in here. Seonghwa insisted it was.” I say, looking back at Hongjoong. Although Wooyoung had already told me it was ok for me to sleep in the shared rooms, I was still a bit on edge. I didn’t want to make the other person feel uncomfortable in their private space. And both times I have slept in these rooms, the other person wasn’t there and therefore had no choice to sleep in the room with me in there.

“Of course it is Luna. I don’t mind at all.” He smiles softly, but I can see something in his eyes that said the opposite. His face looks awkward as he turns away from me and walks over to his bed.

“Wait, are you going to the studio?” I ask as I see him pick up the bag he always takes to work.

“Er.. yeah.” He replies, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.

“You are off work! It’s bad enough you went in last night after performing all day and then the fansigns and calls afterwards. I know you didn’t get home until at least 3am too!” I knew it was after 3am because I had woken up in the middle of the night to use the toilet and saw he wasn’t back yet.

“Actually, it was closer to 5am.” he says sheepishly, avoiding looking at me.

“Hongjoong!” I scold lightly, standing up from the bed. “You are going home today, so why are you going to the studio?”

“I am not leaving until 3pm, so I can easily fit in a couple of hours at the studio. I am working on the new Japanese song and I cannot get it to sound right. It is really bugging me and I won’t be able to relax if I don’t fix it. I know I can do it before I go home and it will mean I can fully relax on my time off because I know all my work is done,” he says. “I will be back here at 2pm!”

“You better relax, mister!!” I say. “If I find out you did any work when you go home, I will not be happy with you!” I add, as he laughs.

“What will you do?” He asks, stepping closer to me, his hands reaching for my waist.

“Hmmm, I’d definitely have to punish you.” I reply as he pulls me into his body, his hands staying fixed on either side of my body.

“Maybe I’d like to be punished.” He grins and I feel my tummy flip.

“I don’t think you’d like my idea of a punishment, though.” I say, placing my hands on his shoulders.

“and what would that entail?”

“Lots and lots and lots of English homework!” I raise an eyebrow at him as he bursts into laughter. “Maybe even make you speak only English for an entire day as well.”

“Oh, you have an evil streak in you!” He laughs, his hands snaking around my waist.

“I certainly do.” I grin as he pulls me into his body. “So don’t let my big innocent eyes fool you!”

“I better not get on your bad side then.” He says, the corner of his mouth curling into a smirk. The one he is well known for on stage. The one that, hopefully unknowingly to him, can turn me into putty in an instant. My eyes fall down to his lips as they move towards mine and just as they touch, a loud groan comes from behind us. Hongjoong pulls his head back and steps backwards, letting go of me as we turn to see Seonghwa rolling over in his bed and stretching. “I should go.” Hongjoong says softly.

I watch as he continues to collect his things as Seonghwa sits up in bed. My eyes return to Seonghwa as he looks up at me with one eye open and his hair sticking up in every direction, pushing his body back to lean slightly upright against the headboard and pillows. “Morning Luna.” he smiles lazily at me, his voice deep and crackly from sleep.

“Good morning.” I say to him as I sit back on the bed beside him, his head falling onto my shoulder, making me smile more.

“I will see you two later on.” Hongjoong says to us. “I promise I will be back at 2pm and will leave all my work in the studio too!” he directs at me as I go to open my mouth. He knows me well already, as I was literally about to say to him to make sure he comes home in time before he has to leave for home so he isn’t rushing. “Bye!” he adds, putting his bag over his shoulder

“See ya Hongjoong.” Seonghwa yawns, waving at him. “Were you telling him off for overworking before I woke up?” he asks me when the bedroom door closes

“Why do you think that?” I ask, turning my body to face him.

“He looked scared when he said he would be back at 2pm.” he laughs as do I

“Am I that scary?” I ask.

“Put it this way, I’ve never seen him look like that in all the years I’ve known him. Well, only when we were trainees and with management sometimes.”

“I don’t want to be scary!” I pout playfully, putting on my innocent eyes. Seonghwa suddenly grabs my hips and pulls me down into a lying position, eliciting a tiny yelp in surprise to escape me, then a laugh as his body hovers over mine.

“You don’t scare me.” He smirks, leaning down to kiss me.

“No!! I have morning breath!” I giggle covering my mouth before our lips could connect.

“So do I! I don’t care,” he says, removing my hand and placing his lips on mine. “Now, if you don’t mind, I am very hungry.”

“Want me to make you pancakes for breakfast?” I ask as he kisses my neck.

“Not the hunger I am talking about!” He smirks before moving lower

“Seonghwa!!” I gasp in shock as his hands pull my pj bottoms and underwear off on one swift yet smooth movement. His head disappears under the covers, as I can only laugh at his actions. My giggles soon stop, replaced by a small moan, as he doesn’t waste any time getting to work. “Oh god…” I moan again, my head falling back onto the pillow behind me. “Seonghwa!” and I hope to god that everyone else is still asleep!

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After Seonghwa gave me 2 orgasms with his tongue alone, we finally got out of bed and I made him the pancakes I had offered earlier. Thankfully, everyone was still asleep, or at least still in their bedrooms, so I hoped that none of them heard me as I was struggling to keep quiet. Completely forgetting that Wooyoung and Yeosang were in the room beside us and Jongho was down the corridor. So yeah, hoping hard they were fast asleep!

After breakfast, I went for a shower in my room and started getting ready for my afternoon date with Yeosang. Every time I think of it, my stomach flips. I am very intrigued by where he was taking me, but I also was looking forward to spending some time alone with him. The other night on the sofa was the longest we’d spent, but also going to sleep with him cuddling me and waking up to him wrapped around my body was nice.

I look into my full-length mirror as I put my earrings in. Outside my room door, I can hear people talking and laughing. I hear a small knock at my door as I put the other earring in. I say to come in, looking at the door through my mirror to see who it is. I smile as I see Wooyoung head pop in.

He looks so cute with his hair in its naturally wavy state, with some of it pulled back into a small ponytail. I love it that way, but I’ll tell none of them how weak in the knees those ponytails make me when they wear them. Last week Hongjoong wore one for a performance and I swear I needed a cold shower at that moment. If Wooyoung knew how they made me feel, I know it would be a massive source of teasing from him and the man teases me enough daily!

At home, it is not unusual to see them with their long hair tied back, especially when they’ve been at the gym or just got home from practice! Seeing them with wavy and curly hair as well makes me feel less self conscious of my own naturally curly hair too.

“You look beautiful!” He says coming into the room and closing the door.

“You aren’t just saying that?” I ask, giving myself a final look in the mirror smoothing my skirt down before turning to face him.

“Absolutely not! Yeosang is a very lucky man.” He smiles, his head tilting slightly to the side. “I’ve never seen you wear a skirt either! I like it… a lot!” His smile turns into a cheeky grin as he wiggles his eyebrows playfully.

“He said it was casual, but cute and as you already know that to me, casual is hoodies, baggy jeans, oversized T-shirts, sweats. Basically tomboy to the max!” I laugh softly as he chuckles, sitting on the chair at my desk. Yunho had given me his spare gaming chair to use while Hongjoong looked for one I wanted. “So I hope this is ok,” I add, looking down at my outfit of a blue knitted vest top over a white T-shirt with a black skirt and black knee-high socks.

I place my hands on my hips and let out a small sigh, as I am really unsure. I hate how I am second guessing what I wear on dates with them. I’ve never done it before. I have always had the attitude that if my date does not like how I dress, then it is their problem. It isn’t anything the guys are doing either to make me feel this way. They always tell me how they like my style, that I look good in my clothes etc but I am putting pressure on myself to look good when I am out with them.

“Come here.” I hear Wooyoung say softly as he pulls me down to sit on his lap, his arms moving around my waist and placing a kiss on my shoulder. “Your outfit is perfect. You are perfect.”

“I am far from perfect!” I laugh lightly, one of my arms automatically wrapping around his shoulders while the other rests on top of his arms around my waist.

“You are pretty damn perfect to me!” he chuckles. “You are so small and cute, like a little doll! I just want to put you in my pocket and carry you around!”

“Small? We are nearly the same height!” I giggle

“Shush!” He pouts. “I am taller! You are my little doll!” I feel his arms tighten slightly as he playfully sways the chair from side to side. I lean forward to kiss his cheek, my lips connecting with the soft skin of his cheek and as I pull back, his head moves quickly forward to capture my lips. I kiss him back, my fingers holding onto the fabric of his hoodie around the back of his neck. The kiss deepens quickly and his breathing changes rapidly, just like the day before.

One of his hands moves from my waist down to my bare thigh and he squeezes the soft flesh before the same hand slips under my top. I feel his palm connect with my stomach and a little involuntary moan escapes my mouth. “Sorry.” He says, suddenly pulling away from me.

“Why?” I ask, feeling confused at the sudden gap between us as he covers his mouth with his hand. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No!” He says looking back at me, his eyes widen. The hand on his mouth moves to the back of his head and I can see he looks genuinely conflicted. “No Luna, you did nothing wrong. It was me! I shouldn’t have even kissed you.”

“What do you mean?” I ask as his hands move to my hips and lifts me off of him. I stumble slightly at suddenly being moved to my feet as he pushes himself off the seat. “Why shouldn’t you have kissed me?”

“I crossed a line and I am sorry,” he says, not looking at me. “I let myself get carried away and I shouldn’t have!”

“Wait!” I say loudly as he turns away from me and makes his way quickly to my bedroom door. However, I am quicker than him and make it to the door before he does. I stand in front of it to stop him from leaving. “What line?”

“Luna, I should go!” he says, his eyes looking anywhere but at me. “Today is Yeosangs day.”

“Wooyoung, look at me!” I say firmly, my eyebrows lower. His eyes reluctantly look into mine and I can see guilt in them. “What do you mean by ‘Yeosangs day’? and why are you saying you shouldn’t have kissed me?” I question.

“I shouldn’t have kissed you at all today because today is your day with Yeosang and his with you,” he replies

“And that means you can’t kiss me?” I ask as he nods his head slowly. I huff a little at this because I don’t understand it. “One rule between us all is no time sharing. Surely that means that just because I am going on a date with one of you doesn’t mean that I cannot be affectionate with someone else.”

“I just don’t want you to think that I am not being respectful to your relationship with the other guys,” he says softly

This causes me to pull him into my arms. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and hold him as close to me as I can get. “I would never.” I whisper into his ear as I rest my head on his shoulder and my hands stroke his hair. “Woo, I love your kisses and your cuddles. I love when you are affectionate with me and I don’t want you to hold back with me if you don’t want to.” I lift my head to look at him. “I respect your feelings about this though and while I completely love that you are respectful towards my relationship with the others, I am also in a relationship with you, too. You are my boyfriend as well!” His eyes look into mine and I can see how conflicted he is. “Wooyoung, are you ok with our situation? Me being with the others and you?” I find myself asking.

“No!” he replies quickly, his eyes going wide. “I mean yes, I am ok!” he adds even quicker. “I m-meant no, that I-I am ok with you being with the others a-and myself.”

I can’t help to let out a small laugh at how flustered he is. I have never ever seen this side of him and I admit it; I like it because it is very rare he gets this way, but I am also not wanting him to feel this way either.

“I am just hyper aware of your relationships with the other guys and I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes or cause any form of disrespect,” he says calmly

“Wooyoung, I don’t think you could ever be disrespectful to me or anyone. Please don’t think that way!” I say, one of my hands moving to his cheek. “If you really don’t want to kiss me or be affectionate on days I have dates with the others, then I will respect your wishes, but I never expect you to hold back.”

Although we had sat down at the beginning of this and had a talk about basic rules and things I don’t want, it was never official and, to be perfectly honest, we were all still in an awkward place. Now it has been a few weeks, things are settling down and we are all getting comfortable around one another. Admittedly, Jongho is still a bit on the shy and awkward side in one-on-one situations with me. However, he is slowly getting used to being alone with me and I am happy that he is, so I am not forcing anything.

Nevertheless, I think we need to have another conversation. A more in-depth conversation about how people are feeling, especially on date days, as I don’t want to have any of them feel uneasy. I make a mental note to speak to Hongjoong about this when he comes back from his parents to arrange this. Wooyoungs lips capturing mine interrupt my thoughts. I automatically kiss him back as he pushes me against the back of my bedroom door, my head hitting off the peg my night gown hangs on.

“I am so sorry!” he says

“It’s fine!” I laugh.

“I made you hit the back of your head, though!” His hand rubs the area I hit. “Are you okay?” he tries to look at it but I pull his hand away

“I am fine! I have a very tough head!” I reply, kissing the back of his hand. “It’s like steel, so don’t worry!” I put his hand back on my waist where it had been before. “Now where were we?” I grin. I lean upward to capture his lips once more.

After a few hesitant kisses from him, he relaxes and we pick up right where we left off before my head bumped into the peg. I feel his hands move down to my ass, giving it a squeeze before pulling my body closer to his. Before I know it, he has lifted me up. My legs instinctively wrap around him as he pushes my body against the door again. A small whimper comes from my throat and my body stiffens slightly at the sudden action, but I can feel how secure I am in his arms and pinned between his body and the door. I know he won’t let me fall, so my body relaxes once more and I continue to kiss him.

“You drive me insane, jagiya.” He groans as his lips move from mine to my jawline and down to my neck. “You do not know how much.” His teeth skim the skin of my neck before he pulls his head back to look at me. His hair is now a mess from my hands, his lips red and swollen with a hint of my lipstick on them and his face flushed pink. He leans forward and gives me the sweetest kiss I’ve ever experienced. A stark contrast to the kisses seconds before, but I am not complaining. “I really need to stop now.” He whispers to me, his eyes gazing deeply into mine.

He is right; he needs to stop. We both do before we go too far. I nod and kiss his lips lightly. I feel his arms surround my waist, and I hold on to his shoulder securely as I unwrap my legs from his hips. He holds me steady as I put my feet back on the ground. I go to move away, but he leans down and kisses me sweetly again. “I need to go pack.” he says

“Are you seriously not packed? You leave in like 20 minutes!” I laugh.

“Hey, I am not Mr Organised like a certain person who lives in this house, but I am a fast packer and I always have everything I need. Rarely do I have to buy things on the other end,” he replies, laughing too as he kisses my forehead.

His arms let go of me and takes one step backwards to give me space. I reach over to wipe the remnants of my lipstick off his lips with my thumb as he smiles at me. I can’t help but smile back because his smile is infectious. It also makes my tummy flip when he does it to me. We could be in a crowded room, but when he smiles at me, it feels like we are the only two people in that space.

“When you come back, can you and I spend some time together? Just the two of us?” I ask him as I fix his messy hair.

“You don’t even need to ask that! Of course we can. I want you all to myself again!” he says, leaning across to place a little kiss on my lips. I go over to the mirror to check my hair and makeup and I find it still intact. Other than needing a bit of a top-up of lipstick, my makeup is untouched despite the heated kisses. “Before I forget, the main reason I came in here was San was asking for you to go to his room so he could say goodbye before his dad arrives to pick him up and Seonghwa.”

“Wait, Sans dad is picking them up?!” My head snaps back to him as he nods, “Fuck! I thought it was a manager!” I feel a bubble in my tummy knowing that Sans dad absolutely cannot see me.

“No, Sans dad always comes to pick him up when we get time off. Seonghwas hometown is on the way, so he always takes him as well. He would drive each of us home if he could!” Wooyoung laughs

“That is… actually really sweet he does that.” I smile as he opens my bedroom door.

“He is. Sans dad is like all our dads now. He is so nice. He texts us all regularly to see how we are and calls us as well. It’s easy to see where San gets his kindness and compassion from.”

In the lounge Mingi, Jongho and Seonghwa are playing a game on the ps5. Seonghwas bags are at the doorway to the hall so I can see he is ready to leave. All three are shouting and laughing at the tv screen. Wooyoung and I walk behind the sofa and I can’t resist touching Seonghwas head as we walk past. He turns his head to see who touched him, then smiles widely as he sees it was me. Jongho laughs even louder, causing his head to quickly look back at the screen to see Mingi has scored a goal against Seonghwas team. I hear Wooyoung chuckle and hold on to my hand as we make our way upstairs. When we get to the second floor, he gives me another kiss. “Enjoy your date with Yeosang and seeing your family, too. Make sure you rest as well!”

“I will as long as you do too when you go home!” I reply.

“Not a chance with Kyungmin around!” he laughs. “I don’t mind it, though. It is never a dull moment with him. I imagine your sisters are the same?”

“Oh yeah! Double the trouble as well!” I laugh too. “Now go pack! I’ll see you on Friday.”

“See ya!” he smiles, patting my head before going up the stairs to his own room. I turn and make my way to Sans. His door is already open, so I knock and pop my head in. San is zipping his suitcase.

“Hey sunshine!” he smiles, tilting his head to motion me into his room.

“Wooyoung said you wanted to see me.” I say, walking fully into the room as he lifts his case from the bed and sits it upright on the floor.

“Yeah, I wanted to say goodbye in private. Didn’t want to do it in front of the others because I’ll end up getting teased for it,” he replies.

“You don’t need to explain.” I smile at him as he comes over to me. He holds me close to him, taking a deep breath as if he is inhaling as much of my scent as possible.

“I am going to miss you,” he sighs, burying his face in my neck. “A lot.”

“You’ll be back in a couple of days, so just enjoy the time with your family and being at home.” I reply, stroking the back of his head. “But I’ll miss you too.” I whisper into his ear, causing him to chuckle lightly and his arms to tighten ever so slightly.

“When I come back, we will continue The Sound of Magic, so don’t watch any of it while I am gone!” he laughs

“As if I would!” I laugh back. “It is our little thing.”

“I like the fact you and I have a thing that’s just ours.” he smiles at me. “I can be a little bit selfish sometimes with you.”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“I don’t mind sharing you with the others or spending time with you and everyone else at the same time. However, there are times I just want to keep you to myself and I love when we do.”

“I love it as well.” I say, looking up at him as his hand moves to my face, gently cupping my cheek. He tilts my head as he kisses me. I smile as I kiss him back. It is a soft and sweet kiss. Slow and controlled.

“Sorry to interrupt you two,” Seonghwa voice says softly, “but your dad is in the garage. He’ll be here in a few minutes.”

“It is ok hyung. Thanks for letting us know.” San says, pulling back from me.

“I’ll see you on Thursday, Luna.” Seonghwa smiles at me. We had already said our goodbyes after breakfast, but it was nice to see him again before he actually leaves.

“Bye.” I smile back at him before he leaves the room

“I don’t like this, leaving you. It just doesn’t feel right.” he sighs, his eyes looking into mine and they look so sad. I’ve never him look this way and I don’t like it.

“Hey honey, don’t think that way!” I say, touching his face. “You aren’t leaving me, and I am not going to be alone. I have Yeosang, Mingi and Jongho. I’ll be seeing my friends too and my family. However, if you want to talk, then just text me! Anytime of the day or night. I don’t care, I’ll message you back as soon as I see it. And you know me, my phone is usually in my hand!” I giggle.

“That is true!” he laughs, and it’s nice to hear him perking up again. From downstairs, we hear a lot of voices causing us both to look towards the partially closed door. “I guess that means my dad is here.”

“Go, I’ll stay up here until you are gone, so he doesn’t see me.” I say.

“I am sorry,” he says. “I want to introduce you so much, but I know I’ll end up calling you my girlfriend and Hongjoong has told us parents aren’t to know about you yet. Even if I didn’t say that, my dad would just ask questions about you on the drive home and he’d figure it out!”

“You do not need to explain at all! I completely understand. My mom is the same!” I smile, kissing his lips to reassure him. “Now go!”

“One more kiss!” he playfully pouts, bending down to be eye level with me and capturing my lips. It catches me off guard and causes me to laugh, but I kiss him back. This one is more intense. Not in a heated, sexual way though, more in an extension of his emotions way. “I better go before he comes up to my room.” He says as I nod. “I’ve taken the password off my computer. If you want to play any games on it with your friends, then you can use it. No arguments either! I don’t want you going to the internet cafes alone, especially at night!”

He definitely knows me well as that is exactly what I was planning the following day!

“I wasn’t even going to argue with you! It is pointless even trying.” I laugh. “Thank you for trusting me with your computer, though. Now, go!” I say, gently pushing him away from me to get him to move.

“Ok, I’ll text you when I arrive in Namhae. Enjoy your date with Yeosang this afternoon too,” he says, picking up his backpack and pulling his suitcase towards the door. “Bye!” he blows me a kiss before he disappears out the room.

I keep the smile on my face until I hear him go down the stairs and sit on his bed, sighing. I didn’t like this either. It was only a couple of days! I didn’t know why I was feeling this way about them going home. I hear San shout “Appa!” as he gets to the lounge, and it makes the smile return to my face again because I can hear the genuine excitement in his voice at seeing his dad.

As soon as I hear the apartment door close and it go quiet, I leave Sans bedroom. I make my way down the corridor towards the stairs, being quiet just in case they come back in. I lean over the bannister, trying to hear for any signs of life downstairs when a voice from above makes me jump. “What are you doing?” I look up to see Jongho looking down at me over the bannister on the 3rd floor. A massive smile appearing on his face.

“You scared me!” I whisper.

“Sorry. Why are we whispering?” he whispers back.

“I want to make sure that Seonghwa, San and his dad have definitely left before I go downstairs.” I answer, looking down at the 1st floor again.

“Ah right.” He says as I hear his footsteps on the stairs. “You know you can still go down there.” he slides beside me, looking down as well.

“What if one of them forgot something and they come back and Sans dad sees me, though?” I mumble, biting my lower lip.

“We just say you are giving me an English lesson! You don’t have to skulk in the shadows like this,” he replies, making me look at him. “Come on!” he pushes off the bannister and grabs my hand. I am so shocked by the sudden action that I don’t resist as he pulls me down the stairs with him. “I am on dish duty today and Hongjoong is already coming home from the studio. If they aren’t done when he gets back, I’ll get scolded.” He keeps a hold of my hand as we walk down the corridor towards the kitchen.

“I can help you with them.” I offer.

“Oh, hell no! This is my job to do, plus you are going on your date soon. But you could always supervise me?” he grins at me. “Make sure I am doing it correctly.” His eyebrows wiggle playfully, causing me to laugh and nod as he navigates me into the kitchen. Still holding my hand, he takes me over to one of the bar stools at the kitchen island and makes me sit down. “You can boss me from here,” he says, letting go of my hand and pulling the sleeves of his shirt up.

There weren’t many dishes to be washed, just a couple of plates, some cutlery and 2 mugs, so it didn’t take him long as we chatted comfortably during it. Like we do when the others are around, except it was just the two of us. It felt like a very good step in the right direction for us.

“Are you seeing your parents tomorrow?” he asks, sitting beside me after he has put the last dry dish into the cupboard

“No, their flight arrives pretty late and they’ll be going straight to their apartment rental. It is a direct flight to Seoul from London so there are no change overs. The girls will be tired from the flight. It usually really tires them out and all 4 of them just crash out when they get to the apartment.” I answer

“It is a long flight from London.” he nods

“I’ll see them on Wednesday though, as we are going to have lunch with my uncle and his family.” I answer.

“Big family reunion! Sounds nice.” he smiles.

“It will be chaotic and noisy… but really nice.” I smile back.

“Do you normally speak English with your family?” he asks

“Mostly. My parents speak mostly Korean when they visit though, but the twins aren’t as fluent as my parents and I are. So we speak a mixture of both for them when they come.”

“They are still young,” he says, “And Korean is a hard language to learn if you weren’t born here. Even I still get things mixed up! I am sorry to ask you this, but are their names Soojin and Hyejin?” he asks hesitantly. “I don’t want you to think I don’t listen to you, but you only said their names once on the first night you arrived here.”

“Don’t apologise! That was a while ago I said that. Yes, Hyejin is the older twin, while Soojin is the younger one. They are fully identical too.” I answer, pulling out my phone to show him a photo of them. He moves closer to me and I can feel his body heat as our shoulders touch.

“Wow, they really are! They look like you as well!” he says, staring at the screen and smiling.

“People say that, but I can’t see it. I think they look more like my dad. Soojin is getting good at her Korean now. My dad says she is a mini me with her learning, while Hyejin is just a free spirit.” I laugh. “No one can tell her what to do. If she doesn’t want to do it, she won’t.”

“Is Hyejin the troublemaker twin?” he asks as he rests his elbow on the counter in front of us and subtly moves closer

“Oh no, they are both little troublemakers. Never underestimate their innocent faces! They are usually plotting something.” I say, “However, Hyejin is usually the one who thinks of the idea, while Soojin creates the perfect execution of said idea!” Jongho laughs loudly at this, causing me to laugh too. It is the first time I’ve made him laugh like this.

“They sound so funny!” he says, his eyes staring into mine in a way that makes my heart skip a beat. I feel one of his hands touch mine as his gaze briefly drops to my lips, then moves straight back to my eyes again, and he leans his head towards mine. I can feel his breath on my lips as they are just about to touch.

Suddenly the chime of the front door opening causes him to pull back quickly and stand up from his bar stool. He clears his throat and looks nervous as I sit upright. I feel like we have just been caught doing something we shouldn’t have. Hongjoong comes around the corner and smiles at us. “Ah Luna, you are still here. I was hoping to see you before I left.”

“I was just doing the dishes.” Jongho says rather loudly, causing both Hongjoong and I to look at him. His face is covered in guilt and I know he is feeling awkward over the little moment we just had. “I am going upstairs now,” he adds before leaving the room quickly without another word.

“Something wrong?” Hongjoong asks me as I stare at the doorway Jongho has just disappeared from.

“Not at all.” I shake my head, but inside I feel a little frustrated. This is the second time we’ve shared a moment that another member has unwittingly interrupted. “You wanted to see me?” I ask, looking back at him.

“Yeah, I just wanted to check if you’ll be okay while I am gone.” He says, “I know it is only for a couple of days and this is me fussing again which you hate, but I know I won’t relax if I don’t check first.”

“I’ll be fine!” I smile. “You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I know I don’t, but I can’t help it. I know it has only been a matter of weeks since you came into our lives, but I feel rather protective of you. I think we all feel that way.”

“I understand.” I nod. “I feel the same way about all of you. Which is why I am happy you are all finally getting to rest and see your families! So honestly, no need to worry about me at all!”

“Good! I should go double check my bags.” he smiles. “I’ll see you when I come back on Friday.” He leans down and kisses my cheek before leaving the room and run up the stairs to his bedroom.

I hear the doorbell chime, causing me to turn my head towards the doorway. Usually if someone comes to the apartment, they ring the video camera at the building entrance, but it didn’t go off. The only people who visit the apartment are the managers, and they usually just come in, so it is very unusual for the doorbell to go off. I hear someone jogging down the corridor and see Mingi go past the large doorway between the kitchen and the hallway. I hear the door opening and a soft chuckle coming from Mingi and some shuffling before the door closes.

“Luna, someone is at the door for you.” Mingi grins widely, coming into the kitchen.

No one knows I even live here! Who would be at the apartment to see me? I stand up from the bar stool, feeling really confused as Mingi just grins at me.

“Who is it?” I ask, feeling my chest tighten a bit. I can feel my nerves rising a bit at who it is.

“Just come here.” He tilts his head towards the direction of the front door.

Reluctantly, I move towards the doorway, but I stay close to Mingi as we go into the hallway. Instantly my chest loosens as I see Yeosang standing infront of the closed front door, holding a stunning bouquet full of pastel coloured flowers.

“I am here to pick you up for our date.” he smiles

“Smooth man!” I hear Mingi smile under his breath before he leaves us alone.

“What are you doing?” I break into a laugh and move towards him.

“I want it to be like a real date.” he says, kissing my cheek

He hands the bouquet to me and I smile even more, tilting my head to smell them. They are absolutely beautiful. “It is a real date!” I say, looking up at him.

“I mean, like if we were going on a first date in a traditional manner.” he replies

“What would a traditional first date with you be like?” I smell the flowers once more before I look back at him.

“I would pick you up from your home with flowers. I would drive us to our date, but today we have Myeonjin driving us.” he says, his hand delicately cupping my cheek. “Just because we live together doesn’t mean that I won’t be traditional and do things the way I would if we didn’t live together.”

I can feel my heart swell a little at this. It is so romantic.

“It is cheesy I know,” he mumbles, looking away, but I can see a red blush appear over his cheeks. I place the flower on the little bench at the door and put my hands on his face and gently move it back to look at me.

“It is not cheesy. Not in the slightest. I love it!” I whisper. “Does a traditional first date allow for a kiss right now?”

“Normally I would leave a kiss until the end of the date but we’ve already kissed… a lot!” he chuckles lightly, “So I say yes.”

I break into a grin as he leans down, but then stops just as our lips are about to connect.

“Just so you know Luna..” His lips ghost mine “…you may kiss me whenever you want...” My stomach flips as I feel his breath on my mouth and his brown eyes staring into mine. “…I don’t care if the other guys are there.” My heart literally skips a beat at his words and the way he is looking into my eyes. There is a hint of something in them, something nice, calming, and reassuring.

“Are you sure?” I ask him.

“I don’t want you to hold back and I don’t want to either anymore.” After what feels like an eternity, his lips brush against mine and I close my eyes, melting into the kiss. One hand on my waist as the hand on my cheek moves to the side of my neck. The affirmation of his words that I can openly show him affection now and no longer hold back makes my heart skip a beat.

“You look beautiful.” He smiles, resting his forehead on mine. “I love your outfit!”

“Is it casual yet cute worthy?” I ask.

“Very!” he chuckles, oh how his cute little laugh makes me smile. “And just so you know, you are always cute even in your pjs, glasses on, no makeup and your hair in a giant bun,” he whispers, “as you lounge on the sofa, wrapped up in your kuromi blanket, eating your little bowl of strawberries and watch your kdramas.”

“oh my god!” I laugh at the very idea of that image in my head even looking remotely cute.

“Are you ready to go?” he asks, pulling back from me, but keeping his hands on my waist.

“I just need to get my bag from my room and I am ready.” I reply.

“You go get your bag and I’ll put your flowers in the kitchen.” he smiles

I quickly make my way to my room, I grab my bag from the back of the door handle and check I have my usual essentials. Purse, brush, perfume, tinted lip balm, phone and epi-pen. I pull out the epi-pen to give it a once over. Something I have done for years. It is always good to make sure it is still in working order and not expired either, as a health care worker scared me with a story over someone’s failing when they needed it. Now whether that was true, I don’t know, but it definitely gave me the scare to always check them every week. I give myself a final look in the mirror, fixing the parting in my bangs, take a deep breath and say quietly, “You got this, no need to be nervous.” and leave my room.

Yeosang is already in the hallway again, waiting for me with a smile on his face. It is only now that I notice his own outfit. He dressed all in black and looks effortlessly stylish, like he always does. As usual, he helps me to put my shoes on. As we leave the apartment, I feel his hand slip into mine and holding it gently holds my hand as we make our way to the private garage underneath the building.

Myeonjin is already waiting by a black tinted SUVs. He goes to open the door as we approach, but Yeosang puts his hand up and gives a small shake of the head, opening the door himself and holding my hand as I get in. I smile as I do so before he closes the door and does a little jog around the other side to come in.

“So can I know where we are going now, or is it still a secret?” I ask as Myeonjin pulls out of the private garage.

“It is a little secluded cafe over in Gangnam.” Yeosang smiles

“And you said you’ve never been in?” I say.

“No, I’ve never had the time, but a couple of my friends have been and said it was good. I always knew it was somewhere I wanted to go with someone special,” he says, holding my hand. “And as much as I like our managers, I do not class them as someone special,” he whispers, glancing at Myeonjin in the drivers seat, who is bobbing his head to the song on the radio, completely unaware that Yeosang just called him someone not special. I can’t help but giggle at this and interlock our fingers. “Well, to me anyway,” he adds on laughing too.

“Well, I am very excited to see this cafe and even more to spend some time with you as well.” I reply.

“So am I.” he smiles, his free hand moving a part of my long bangs off my face.

As Myeonjin drives through the streets of Seoul, making his way over the Han River towards Gangnam, Yeosang and I talk between ourselves. The conversation flows so easily between us now, so much different from a couple of weeks ago when he could barely look me in the eye for longer than 30 seconds. Now he is holding eye contact, initiating physical contact, and it feels like he is fully relaxed.

“We will be there in 2 minutes.” Myeonjin says from the front seat, and Yeosang squeezes my hand before letting it go. He has held it the entire car ride from the apartment to Gangnam. He pulls out a hat from the pocket in front of his seat and puts it on. He passes me a black mask before putting one on, too.

“It is just procedure,” he says. “We can take them off when we get into the cafe.”

“Oh, I know.” I nod, taking the mask from him and putting it on as well. “It is broad daylight and you need to stay as anonymous as possible in a public place.”

“Sorry.” he says pulling my hand into his once more

“No apologising, I get it.” I smile. “I want to help protect you all too and to keep you safe, so I’ll do whatever I need to.”

“We all must have done something great in our past lives to deserve someone as amazing and understanding as you.” He replies, squeezing my hand. “We are very lucky.”

I am the lucky one, to be surrounded by these wonderful men who just want me to be happy. I am about to say this when the car slows down to a stop. Myeonjin gets out of the car first and speaks to a man dressed in black standing in a small alleyway. Out of context, it looks like some dodgy deal is happening, but I recognise the man as one of the security for the band. They are both nodding and Myeonjin looks over and gives Yeosang a hand signal.

“Stay here.” Yeosang smiles at me before letting go of my hand and getting out of the car. I wonder what’s going on, thinking the hand signal meant something was wrong until Yeosang goes to the other side and opens my door. He puts his hand out for me to hold and I feel myself smile again. “Lets go in.”

He really is being a gentleman on this date. It isn’t something I’ve ever experienced. My previous partners weren’t bad or horrible, it just wasn’t something they did. The way all 8 of them treat me, opening doors for me, checking that I’ve eaten, drank enough water, making sure nothing in my environment affects my allergies, even making sure there is always a supply of fresh strawberries in the apartment and at work for me.

Yeosang continues to hold my hand as we walk towards Myeonjin and the security guard, who, from what I can remember, is called Sohyun. “Everything is sorted inside,” the security guard says to Yeosang, walking ahead of us. The path is narrow and lined with lots of green foliage and mixed flowers. At the end of the stone path, I can see the cafe. It is very hidden and secluded and I wonder how Yeosang even discovered it when it is so hidden between the buildings and the nature.

“What does he mean ‘everything is sorted inside’?” I ask Yeosang quietly as we approach the door.

“We have the cafe to ourselves for a few hours. I wanted to make sure we could enjoy ourselves without fear of someone recognising me or taking photos. So Myeonjin hired out the cafe and Sohyun scoped out the place too, to make sure there aren’t any hidden cameras,” he replies, as my eyes go wide. “Don’t worry! This is all very normal when we go places like this.”

Sohyun opens the door for us as we walk in, and I see it is empty. Apart from 2 staff members are the counter who are busy working. “On dates, you mean?” I ask as Yeosang takes me over to a table by a large bay window that looks out into a small courtyard filled with plants and even some wildlife and pulls the seat out for me.

“Anywhere public that we just want to have privacy at,” he answers, sitting across from me. He takes his hat and face mask off as I do the same. “If the place is small enough, the company can sometimes hire the entire place, so it is only us or we can go into private areas in larger places.”

“That makes sense.” I nod, putting my bag on the empty seat beside me. “I can understand that. It is things that us normal people take for granted. Just being about to go out for a meal with friends without worrying.”

“But to answer your question - yes, dates too,” he says quietly. “Between our hectic trainee days, debuting, then our work schedules, we didn’t really have time for dates, though.”

“But you still got to go on dates, though?” I ask. “From what I understand, you guys didn’t have a dating ban.”

“We only had a ban during the trainee years, but we all found a way around it without the company, or Hongjoong finding out!” he laughs. I’ll bet! I can’t help but laugh as well at the thought of them going on sneaky dates behind Hongjoongs back while also reminding me when I used to sneak out the house to hang out with boys when I was a teenager. “I hope this is ok. I preordered an afternoon tea, but you can order anything you want from the menu!” he says.

“oh my gosh! I love afternoon teas!!” I gasp.

“Oh, that’s good!” he sighs lightly, smiling, and his face looks relieved. “I was so worried you would hate them and I had made a mistake.”

The 2 staff members bring over 3 tier trays filled with finger sandwiches, cakes, sweet treats, fruit. Everything you could imagine and it all looks so delicious! “Oh, wow!” I say once they have left. “Afternoon teas always remind me of my mom. She would take me to one or make one at home.” I smile as Yeosang pours some tea from a china teapot and moves the cup to me.

“Are you settling into the apartment okay?” he asks, opening a napkin

“I am. I won’t lie. It felt rather strange at first, especially after living alone for so long. I was, and still am, very aware that it is your home. The only place away from cameras that the 8 of you can be yourselves, and I didn’t want to impose on that place of privacy for you all.” I answer as he hands me a plate.

“It is your home as well now. A place that you can be yourself too,” he says.

“I know, and you’ve all made me feel so welcome. It is why I am feeling more at ease in the apartment now.” I say. “I enjoy living with you all. I didn’t realise how lonely I felt living alone before and how much I missed people! The dorms I lived in for uni were such a social place, a lot of fun times.”

“I found it hard living in dorms when I first moved to Seoul. It is hardly a secret that I am not the most social person. I was even more quiet when I was younger,” he says as I nod to let him know he has my full attention. “Too used to living with just my parents and sister to being a dorm in a new city with lots of people I didn’t know. I was on the verge of giving up and just going back home.”

“What made you stay?” I ask.

“Wooyoung!” he chuckles. “Things got easier when we became friends. I didn’t feel as lost or alone. He looked out for me and helped me get to know the other trainees. It was a hard decision to leave the company I was with to go to KQ and a massive risk too, but when Wooyoung followed me, risking his own career to be with me, it showed me what true friendship was.”

Hearing Yeosang speak to openly about life as a trainee, his friendship with Wooyoung and his move to KQ makes my heart warm. He is a very private person, I’ve known that before I even accepted the job and I know it isn’t easy for him to be so open with his feelings but here he is, telling me such ease as we spend the next 3 hours just enjoy the food and drinks, and talking easily to one another.

When it is time to leave, Yeosang asks me if there are any cakes I want to take home for later on. “We should get something for Mingi and Jongho too. I know Jongho doesn’t like sweet foods, but I am sure there is something he’d like.” I suggest as Yeosang nods. We go over to the counter and pick a selection of treats. I take out my purse to pay for them, but Yeosang waves his hand at me. “This was my idea to get a selection of treats, so let me pay for it!” I protest as he pulls his card out of his wallet.

“Absolutely not! This is still a part of the date, so I’ll pay!” he says, handing the card over.

“Fine!” I sigh, putting my purse back in my bag. “However, I will pay next time!”

Yeosang nods, but I can tell it is a ‘yeah ok then, just try it!’ nod rather than a ‘of course you can pay next time’ nod. Yeosang puts his hat back on and we put our face masks on, then head back to the car. It is raining lightly now, so we walk quickly since neither of us has coats on as Sohyun opens the car door. Yeosang lets me get in first and I shuffle along to the other seat to let him in. Myeonjin is already in the drivers seat and it isn’t long before we are pulling into the private garage.

As we walk into the apartment, it feels so quiet. Knowing over half the guys were now gone felt bizarre. I am thankful that Yeosang, Mingi and Jongho were staying. It would have felt weird being completely alone in the apartment.

“Thank you for the date.” I say to Yeosang. “I had a really good time with you.”

“I am glad. Thank you for accepting the date.” He smiles.

“So it’s the end of the date. How does traditional date Yeosang handle this part?” I grin at him.

“I would make sure you have arrived safely at your home.” He says, pulling me towards him. “If it felt right, I would ask for a second date.”

“And are you going to?” I ask.

“Do you want me to?” he teases, his hands move from my waist down to my butt, holding me closer to his body

“Yeosang!” I whine, pouting as he chuckles

“I’d take you on a thousand dates if I could!” he whispers, kissing me.

In an instant, he has me trapped between the wall and his body as his kisses deepen. Being in this position with him in the alcove at the front door to the apartment is becoming a very regular thing now.

I can feel him getting turned on as we kiss and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling the same way. A small moan escapes him before he pulls his lips away, panting as he tries to regain his breathing.

“Are you ok?” I ask, moving a hand to his face as I feel his entire body shake lightly.

“Luna, I don’t want to make you think I don’t want to continue, because I do. I really do!” he sighs, lightly resting his forehead against mine. “I just… I’m… Sorry!”

“It is ok! Don’t apologise!” I kiss him lightly. “If you want to take things slowly, we will.”

“It isn’t about taking it slowly. I don’t want anything to happen that could ruin the night or make you regret anything. It has been such a perfect day with you and I am just worried.”

I feel a small pain in my chest at hearing him say he is worried and honestly, there is nothing I could do with him I would regret, but he needs to be 100% happy too.

“Then let’s have a relaxing night. No pressure, no expectations and definitely no worrying!” I say. “I don’t want you to feel that way, not with me. Ok?” he nods in reply.

His arms suddenly envelope around my body, tucking me into his. I smile as I rest my head on his collarbones. “Thank you,” he says, kissing the top of my head. We stay like this for who knows how long, both of us just enjoying the moment together, in one another’s arms.

“Oh, I didn’t know you two were back home.” Jonghos voice comes from the other end of the hall at the doorway of the utility room.

“We just got back a few minutes ago.” Yeosang says.

“Mingi and I were just about to have a movie night, if you two want to join us?” Jongho asks, “Unless you two already have plans!” he adds, his ears turning a shade of red and it is clear to see what he is meaning

“We don’t.” Yeosang smiles down at me. “Give us 10 minutes to get changed?”

“Perfect. I am making popcorn anyway and Mingi is down at the store getting some more snacks.” Jongho smiles before going into the kitchen. Yeosang gives me another kiss before we head to our bedrooms to get changed into our pjs.

20 minutes later, the 4 of us are on the sofa, the treats we got from the cafe and the snacks Mingi got laid out on the coffee table in front of us, giant bowls of freshly made popcorn, and trying to pick a movie. Yeosang shuffles behind me while Mingi is on our right scrolling the tv with Jongho stretches out on the other corner of the sofa.

“You guys pick whatever you want.” I say when Mingi asks me to pick.

“We can never decide, though.” Jongho laughs as I feel Yeosangs arms snake around my waist, pulling me to sit between his legs. “You need to be the deciding vote! What you say goes.”

“How about we do a blind pick? Close our eyes, Mingi scrolls on the remote, we count to 5 and whatever movie it stops on, we watch?” I suggest leaning into Yeosang, his chest pressed against my back and his legs on either side of my hips.

“Thats actually a good idea!” Mingi says as Jongho nods

As we all close our eyes, I feel Yeosang place a kiss on my cheek, causing me to smile and reach behind me to touch his face. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5!” Mingis voice shouts, causing us all to laugh and we open our eyes to see the highlighted movie is Frozen 2 prompting Mingi to sing Into the Unknown as Jongho covers his ears. I look back at Yeosang and to see him smiling down at me.

“Thank you,” he whispers into my ear

“For what?” I ask.

“Being you and accepting me… accepting us, and our insane lifestyle.” He replies.

I literally feel my heart skip a beat at his words as he leans forward to place a kiss on my lips and for the first time in a long time, I feel content and stable. Although only Hongjoong was aware of my bipolar so far, the others had accepted me and I knew I would need to tell them soon. As our lips part, I twist my body slightly to lie on my side, still secure in his arms so I can cuddle into him better. I look over at Mingi and Jongho as the movie begins, and I cannot help but smile. As much as I already miss the others, I feel so happy in this moment with the 3 of them, and incredibly lucky too.

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