#imagine: jayb

[mykoreanlove]

GOT7

🖤 JINYOUNG

things that made him run to you // coming back to you // .starved // I wanna know everything, all about you

🖤 JACKSON

on being real // 🥃 realizations // on Kinjaz // daddy fever // acts of intimacy // nightmares // backseat love. // conversations with love // AM hours // you're sick

🖤 JAEBEOM

can I see you tonight?

🖤 YOUNGJAE

spillthetea.fm

[kpopimaginings]

Goodnight Kisses - JayB

You knew JayB would berate you for still being awake when he got home, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Recently, you'd got into such a routine of going to be together that it just felt wrong trying to sleep when he wasn't there. You'd done everything you normally would before sliding under the covers, but without your  good night kiss and the warmth of your man beside you, you just couldn't drift off.

JayB always promised you you'd still get your good night kiss if you were asleep when he got home but it wasn't the same. When you heard the front door open, you had a brief debate with yourself as to whether or not to feign sleep. As his gentle footsteps approached your room you decided against it, opting to greet JayB instead. You could tell he was trying to be quiet as he entered but you spoke up.

"Jae?"

"Ah, jagiya, why are you awake?" he whispered. There was a slight smile on his face as he spoke, negating any air of annoyance in his words.

"Can't sleep," you complained. "Not without my goodnight kisses."

"Just let me wash up and get changed and you can have all the kisses you want," he replied.

You groaned and stretched your arms out in his direction, hoping to summon him closer.

He chuckled as he approached you, shaking his head. "You're always so clingy when you're tired," he said running a hand through your hair.

You closed your eyes, focusing on the feeling of his fingers in your hair. All too soon he was pulling away again. Your eyes snapped open as you reached out to grab his hand and put it back. Unfortunately, in your sleepy state, JayB was quicker.

"I'm just getting ready for bed, jagi, then I'm all yours."

You still whined a little as he left you to head to the bathroom but you were for too tired to launch any sort of actual protest.

After far too long, he was climbing into bed behind you, enveloping you in his arms as a kiss was pressed to your shoulder.

"I love you, my needy jagi," he whispered.

You grunted at his teasing and snuggled further into his embrace.

There was a moments silence before you felt his finger tips digging into your waist and tickling you slightly. You squirmed but JayB didn't relent.

"Say it," he demanded.

"Who's needy now?" you retorted.

He tickled you again.

"I love you, too." You told him what he wanted to hear to stop the attack.

"That's better," he replied. "Sleep well."

With one last kiss placed gently on your neck, he held you tightly again, allowing you both to drift off to sleep, comforted by each others presence.

NAVIGATION  |  GOT7 MASTERLIST

[okskz]

Break pt.2

elsy + chan

things aren’t looking good between the two and they only get worse from there.

first post of the year! hope you guys enjoy, and please feel free to leave some feedback because it is always appreciated. still not sure how long this series will be. also, requests are OPEN!

[8th member of got7/soloist]

it had been a couple of weeks since the argument between chan and elsy. not one of them took the time to fix things, or even check up on each other. elsy felt chan was the one who needed to message first since she felt he was the cause of their argument. which is why she started to get more upset with him for not trying to call or message her. chan didn’t even try to fix things after she stormed off that day.

was this the end?

elsy most definitely didn’t want her relationship with chan to end. she loved him, he was her first real love and relationship and this was just the thing she was scared of the most. and probably the main reason she was ever scared of getting into a relationship. she didn’t want to lose chan again.

but elsy kept telling herself that this was just a rough patch that couples go through. no relationship was perfect, but she definitely thought her’s and chan’s was. maybe things will go back to normal soon, she thought.

now, the girl was sitting on her couch along with jaebeom as the two watched a movie together. elsy had told jaebeom everything between the couple. with jinyoung being away, she couldn’t go to him like she always did.

“he still loves me right?”

jaebeom rolled his eyes as he took a sip of his beer. he had heard the same question over and over again. “elsy, of course he does.” he answered once again. trying to sound more reassuring. “you guys just had a little discourse, it happens to a lot of relationships.”

“it’s just he hasn’t messaged or call-“

“he’s probably just getting his thoughts together. and when he does, he’ll come looking for you.”

“but does it really take more than a couple of days?”

“he seems very busy in group activities, els.”

elsy sighed as she threw her head back against her couch. all she could think about was chan. “maybe he doesn’t know how to balance being in a relationship and his job. the group got busier than ever.” jaebeom said.

and that he was right, which is why elsy felt a little bad for lashing out on chan for doing his work. elsy knew how much chan loved making new music, but she also was getting tired of constantly having to only be in the studio with him to spend time with him.

his words still replayed in elsy’s head. the girl still felt some type of way with chan’s words. the last thing she wanted was to feel like she was a distraction to chan or going in between him and his work. but hearing it come from chan himself made her think it was becoming true.

it also felt like a slap in the face when he mentioned that he was actually doing something with music unlike her. especially when chan knew the reason why she took a pause in making music.

elsy let out a sigh and jaebeom turned his attention to her. “it’ll be okay, els.” he reassured her again. “he’ll come around.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“when am I ever wrong?” jaebeom let out a chuckle, trying to lighten up the mood. as he took another sip of his beer, elsy snorted and pushed the beer bottle more up, causing the beverage to spill out and go onto jaebeom’s shirt. “oops!”

“damnit, jiyeon!” jaebeom groaned. “now my shirt is ruined.”

elsy continued to laugh. “sorry about that, if you want, you can put it in the washer and then dryer.”

that he did. jaebeom was quick to stand up and take his shirt off to put it in elsy’s washer. and as he was doing that, elsy heard her bell ring and quickly stood up to open her door.

she tugged down her oversized tee, “bang chan?”

“hi, els.” he bit the inside of his lip. “may I come in-“

“who’s here jiyeon?” jaebeom said as he entered back into the living room. the door was open wide enough for chan to see jaebeom behind elsy. his eyes wandered to jaebeom being shirtless and the oversized tee elsy had on.

“it’s bang chan.” she answered. “yes, you can come in.”

chan was a bit hesitant but did either way. jaebeom greeted chan with a smile but only chan greeted jaebeom with a half smile. elsy already knew something was bothering chan.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” jaebeom said as he walked away, going into elsy’s spare room.

“if I’d had known you had company I wouldn’t have stopped by.”

“well, you haven’t messaged me so of course you wouldn’t have known.” elsy said. there was a bit of annoyance in the tone of her voice, and chan quickly noticed it.

“you haven’t either.” chan replied.

“sorry, didn’t want to be more of a distraction to you.” elsy said blankly. “you know, since you have work to do and I don’t.” she repeated the words chan said towards her.

“lee jiyeon, you know that’s not what I meant!” elsy flinched from his sudden outburst.

“you still said it though, bang chan!” elsy yelled back. “so obviously it had to have meant something!”

“no, elsy. no, not at all!” chan exclaimed. “I just meant it as in I didn’t need any distractions at that moment- because I needed to finish-“

“so I am a distraction to you.” elsy snapped. “I just wanted one day! one day for us to actually be a couple and do other things, all we do is sit around in the studio as you work and I’m just there. bang chan, that’s not a date, that’s not anything! I don’t want to always do that, I just wanted for us to go back to how we did things, us going out!”

“elsy, I just can’t do those things at the moment, my schedule has been all over the place-“

“when my schedules were busy, I still made time for you. listen, if you’re not here to apologize chan, then I think you should go. because I cannot deal with another argument with you.” elsy felt her eyes getting watery.

but chan got more annoyed. “why are trying to kick me out so quickly?” chan arched an eyebrow. “something going on between you two that you don’t want me to know about?”

elsy was taken back from chan’s words, becoming confused to say the least as she stared at chan. “what?” she snapped. “and what the hell do you mean by that?” the girl was at lost for words.

chan swallowed hard, “you know what I mean.”

“are you implying that I’m cheating on you?! as if I’d ever sleep with jaebeom, chris. he’s my group member-“

“you did it with jinyoung, so it’s a little hard to believe you wouldn’t.”

chan couldn’t stop the words from coming out. elsy let out the biggest gasp ever that even jaebeom could hear. the tension was thick. elsy felt like she had gotten stabbed in the back. what’s worse was that it was chan who made her feel that way. she couldn’t believe chan had the nerve to say that to her.

“fuck you, bang chan.”

elsy’s eyes became more watery and chan’s mood had instantly changed in regret. “el-“

“no, fuck you!” she yelled. “fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!” she continued to say as she pushed chan back, tears falling down her face. chan grabbed elsy’s arms to stop her from pushing his chest. “you out of all people.” she cried. “you know how I got treated and you know what people said about me! only for you to be like the rest of them, and think of me like that. fuck you!”

“get out.” elsy snapped. “get out of my home. I don’t want to see you.” the girl went to open her apartment door, leading chan out.

“elsy-“

elsy shook her head, telling chan one last thing before she shut the door on his face.

“we’re done.”

[yiensaintlaurent]

00 | the other side - mark tuan

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, idol! got7, idol! reader

warnings: cursing, explicit sex, takes place in present time with minor flashbacks

summary: mark knew it was game over the minute he saw you. despite being apart from each other for so long, no amount of practice in front of the mirror would've prepared him for the way his heart dropped the moment he saw you walk in. he'd forgotten about the hold you had on him, you; the love of his life, the one that got away.

character preface

mark tuan :

male

age: 29

birthday: september 4, 1993

currently living in arcadia, la county, california, u.s.a

y/n:

female

age: 25

birthday: september 15, 1997

currently living in seoul, south korea

originally from new york city; part time in los angeles

all got7 member info is in present time.

let me know if i should post ch. 01 :)

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disclaimer:

slight or recurring mentions of other idols, groups, familiar names.

despite it taking place in present time, with real time events, this story the plot and scenarios are 100% made up

[bambikisss]

Suits: 2

-> Being a CEO of a big company has its perks, except for meeting the one. After you sign up for a dating app for the elite 1 percent, you match with someone who is just as rich as you. Is love truly in the cards for you both?

CEO!JAYB X CEO!READER

Smut warnings: Spit, bitting, slight bondage, slight breeding kink, marking, etc. Rough to Passionate.

"You joined a dating site to not match with anyone?" He asked, taking a sip of his champagne as he listened to you try to explain why you joined, cutting you off as he leaned closer to you, his mint breath gracing your cheek as he made his way to your ear. "So, you don't want me then, Y/N?"

A/N: She's a long one.

You always found the saying "Cat and Mouse game" to be so confusing.

Who was the cat and who was the mouse? Why didn't the cat just move on?

"Ah, nice to see you again, Ms. L/N." You gripped the doorknob as you turned to face Jaebeom, who was leaning against your desk with some wine you had on your desk now in his hand, a smirk on his lips.

"Do you have a moment?"

Now you understood why.

"I do have a moment, Mr. Lim. What can I do for you?" You felt his eyes melt into your body as you made your way to the alcohol table that you had placed next to the window. He said no words as the dark red wine filled the glass that soon met your lips. His mind flashed back to the dinner that had happened a few days prior; how your lips molded around moaning, how your lips felt in the kiss, how your perfect lipstick smudged all over his neck and your face.

You were the mouse that he so desperately wanted to catch.

"I just wanted to talk some more. I tried to get your number from Mrs. Kim, but she said it was better to come and ask you myself, and judging by how hard it was to get an appointment with you, I assume you're a very busy girl, Ms. L/N." You noted how his voice had dropped and had gotten slightly louder, turning around to now face Jaebeom, who was leaning against your couch, his hand out to take the second wine glass that you were pouring. You handed it to him, letting your fingers glaze his before reaching back for your own to sit at your desk. You both kept your gazes locked onto one another as you both drank the wine, a soft glimmer coming from an eyebrow piercing that Jae had, which gathered your attention.

"So, the CEO of a popular fashion, music, and art brand has a piercing?''

"Ah, so you did some research on me," Jaebeom placed the wine glass down, licking his lips as he made his way over to your desk. You also noticed now that he had a tongue piercing and a nose stud, both looking new. "What's 'next, grills?" You held back a smile as he nodded, mentioning how he was actually going to get some on Friday.

He made you feel comfortable, the lust that was in the air during your first meeting was not there as it was now comfortable and friendly. Jaebeom picked up your nameplate, humming as he read your name. "Beautiful name, Ms. L/N." you thanked him for his compliment before leaning back in your chair, downing the rest of the wine as you had. "So, did you make an appointment to just flirt with me and get my number or do you want to talk business?"

"Do you not want to mix business with pleasure, Ms. L/N?" Jae asked, sitting down before swirling the wine that was left in his glass. "Your company is thinking about dipping into fashion soon, right? I noticed that one of your competitors was complaining about it during a dinner party we had."

"So you all meet up to talk shit about me and my complaining expanding our horizons?" You asked, Jae, chuckling as he leaned back in his chair. "I do not participate in the complaining about you and your team's goal of manifesting destiny. I, however, want to talk about you partnering with me."

You raised an eyebrow as he stood up, sliding over an invitation. "I am hosting a party on Thursday to discuss the future of the company. You should come: you can get a raw, inside look at what my company can offer, along with connecting with many other people as my partners from oversees are also coming."

He let his hand move from the invite to gently hold your chin, moving you to look up at him. He seemed so much farther than your face when he was describing the event to you, it almost shocked you when you noticed how close you two were. He leaned down so that his lips were next to your ear, his thumb now moving to play with your bottom lip. "If you aren't satisfied by the end of the night by the event, I can surely be of service." Your eyes moved up to his, biting your bottom lip as he moved away from you, his lingering cologne around you as he left.

You were trying to figure out what cologne he used when your secretary knocked on the door, making you jump from your daydream.

"Ms. L/N, your next appointment is here." You nodded, getting up to follow her, stopping her when you reached the meeting room. "Clear out my schedule past 4pm on Thursday. I have a party with Jaebeom and his associates to attend." R/N nodded, hiding their smile as you entered the room. They had "passed by" a few times when you and Jaebeom were in the room, giggling at your dreamy expression when he leaned close to you. They walked away as the meeting began, holding in their excited giggle.

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You arrived at the large gala hall around 8pm, an hour after the party began. You didn't know the traffic would be so bad that night and to be honest, it rattled you a bit and made you nervous.

It made you wonder if he would still be happy to see you. In the back of your mind, you of course thought he did this to every woman he tried to work with, but a part of you held onto the idea that he didn't do it to anyone else.

You sighed as you made your way inside, being greeted by a large ballroom decorated in gold and red, the table covers being black. There was an open bar along with Jaebeom's company name being projected onto the center of the tables and also on the stage. It was beautiful to you. You checked your dress once more before deciding to look for Jaebeom, your heels clicking as you made your way to join the many other people who were conversing with each other. You recognized a few, talking to them as the lights dimmed and you were told to direct your attention to the stage, Jae in a white suit soon coming on. His piercings and rings glimmered under the stage lights as he spoke to everyone, thanking everyone for coming and for being part of his growing company.

You wouldn't admit it, but you spent more time admiring him than listening to what he was saying. You caught a glimpse of his chain necklace, biting your lip as you wondered how it would feel to tug on it. Your mind wandered deeper and deeper until he met your eyes as he scanned the crowd, a small smirk coming to his face as he noticed how dark your eyes had gotten. "I'm so glad that everyone came. I hope we can make new relationships and support the ones we already have. Thank you." You clapped with everyone as the jazz music picked back up as he left the stage. You smiled as your colleagues turned back to you to pick up where the conversation left off, the conversation halting once more when Jaebeom approached you all.

You watched as he conversed with them, waving goodbye as they walked away to give you too some space. "I'm glad you came, Y/N. Not gonna lie, at first I thought you weren't." He smiled, his hand coming to rest on the bottom of your back. You apologized, mentioning how bad traffic was coming from your penthouse to here. Jae frowned, mentioning how he would keep that in mind. "What did you think of the company and what I said?" He asked, smirking when you tensed up from being caught. "Don't tell me you didn't pay attention. I did that whole thing so that you knew what our company was capable if we end up working together."

"Well, you spoke well and got your points across." you countered, Jae, chuckling as he raised his pierced eyebrow, waiting for you to continue on and to pinpoint something he had said, your conversation being halted when a man came up, a younger woman in tow. Jae moved his hand from your back to shake the man's hands, the old man motioning to the woman he had. "This is my daughter, Heejin. She has been a fan of your company for a while and I thought bringing her tonight to meet with one of my partners was a great opportunity, I hope you don't mind."

You hoped your jealousy wasn't radiating off of you as he gave the woman attention, your eyes not missing her hands moving up his arms to grip his biceps and touch his chest. It was as if you weren't there, you deciding to head to the bar while he entertained the two.

As you sat at the bar, you were joined by one of the colleagues you were talking to earlier. He rested his head on his hand, making small talk with you, which didn't go unnoticed by Jaebeom, who could slowly feel his own jealousy bubble. He watched as your colleague touched your shoulder, his fingers moving to touch your back which was the last straw for him.

He cut the conversation short with his partner and his daughter, letting him know that he would catch them later before making his way over to you, leaning against the bar to the left of you to order a drink. He made eye contact with the other man over your head, smiling as he introduced himself to him. You turned to face Jae, noticing how he winked at you as he held his hand out, his lips forming a smirk as he asked you to talk with him in private to discuss some things. You held back your own smirk, placing your hand gently into his as he grabbed his drink, leading you away from your now confused colleague. He led you to a separate room from the main ballroom, leading you outside to the terrance, still holding your hand. "Do you always whisk away women that you try to partner with from talking with their friends to talk on a random Terrance during their own company party?" you asked, Jae humming as he took a sip of his whisky. "Only the ones I wanna talk to in private without other people interrupting."

You raised an eyebrow at him as he smiled at you, his hand returning to rest on the bottom of your back, pulling you against his chest. "This doesn't seem very professional to me, Mr. Lim." Jae smirked at the tone of your voice, putting his glass down so he can wrap both of his arms around you so you were chest to chest. "I have many female staff; are you going to do this to them as well?" Your eyes were trained on his lip as he leaned down closer to you, his fingers dipping below the opening in your back. "I'll only do this to you, Y/N."

Right before your lips could touch, the doors swung open to show a staff member, you and Jae quickly moving away from one another. Jae cleared his throat as his ears began to heat up, asking what was wrong. His secretary hid his smirk as he mentioned how the party was now dwindling and everyone was making their way home and his car was on the way to take him home. Jae thanked him, shooing him away as he looked at you, hiding his embarrassment. His secretary chuckled, leaving you two alone on the terrace.

You two spoke no words as the cold wind hit you, reminding you that you were outside and had no coat on. You were so wrapped up in Jae and in his arms that you didn't get to feel it. Jae noticed you shiver, moving to remove his coat only to remember he had no shirt on underneath and still had to walk by the many guests to get to his car. He cleared his throat before running a hand through his hair, chuckling awkwardly. "I remembered you mentioning how long it took you to get here from your penthouse." you turned to face him, wrapping your arms around yourself as he stepped closer to you, wrapping his arms back around you. "I can, of course, take you home, but my place is closer. You seem so cold, Y/N." He whispered, his hand moving to cup your face, his thumb rubbing your cheek.

You mulled over the options, thinking about it as he stared at you. He wasn't forcing you to stay over at his place, but it would take longer to get home than just going to his. A part of you also wasn't keen on leaving him yet.

"As long as you can keep me warm, I'll come back with you." He nodded, a small smile on his lips, as he hurried to lead you down back to the ballroom where everyone was slowly filing out, everyone still keen on talking with Jae before leaving. You peeled yourself from Jae's side, talking to some staff and colleagues as he talked to some people, occasionally looking back at you to make sure you didn't leave or that anyone wasn't bothering you. You left with him as he made his way outside, helping you get into the backseat of his car before being stopped by the old man with his daughter from earlier. "Tonight was amazing, Mr.Lim, even though at some points you were hard to find." You looked up as the man spoke, making eye contact as his voice hid his annoyance with you taking Jae's attention from him and the daughter he was trying to pin Jae with. Jae noticed the man's tone and his gaze, telling him that he can meet with him later, not saying anything to the daughter as he got in next to you, slamming the door shut.

As you both left the two behind, you felt your noticed how blown up your phone was. You scrolled through and answered emails, Jae raising an eyebrow as he watched you before scoffing. "It's damn near midnight and you're still working?" You raised an eyebrow at his words, showing him the many emails, to which he takes your phone from you. "You can get this back tomorrow. You need a night to just relax"

"Relax? What do you have planned for tonight, Mr. Lim?" you asked, Jae chuckling as he put your phone into his pocket before leaning over, his lips pressed against your ear as his hand rested on your thigh. "I don't think you were satisfied at the party. So, it's my job to satisfy you tonight" You raised an eyebrow at his words, deciding to play along and make him work for it.

You placed your hand over his, moving up your leg to go under the dress to rest on your bare upper thigh, Jae's breath hitching when his fingers touched your underwear, his finger looping underneath the band as he moaned softly. "I still have the pair of panties you left in my jacket from last time, baby. Am I going to start a collection with all the panties you're offering?" he played with the band as he began to kiss your neck and jaw. The drive felt like it was going on forever, Jae removing himself from you when he felt the car slow down.

He pulled back from you, biting his lip as he reached over your lap as he opened the door for you, his hands slowly moving back across your lap as he moved back to open his own door. He helped you out, walking with you up to the elevators, holding your hand as you both went up to the top floor, which was where his penthouse was. It was very minimalistic, the simple colors shocking you. There were pops of color coming from the paintings that were on the walls, along with the cat towers that held four cats. He looked like an everyday man, who just really liked simple art and cats. You laughed softly as a cat tried to jump to a different tower and almost fell, Jae looking up from pouring you water, chuckling. "Enjoying my cats?" He asked, clearly amused as he watched you play with one of them. You nodded, Jae, handing you a glass of water as you both watched the cats. It was a calm moment, despite the teasing in the car just a few moments before.

After a bit, Jae ushered you to the bathroom, letting you know that you could do and use anything you needed. You nodded, turning on the bathtub, putting some bubble solution in and a bath bomb that had some sparkles in it. It was obviously a brand deal gift basket that you had taken the bath items from, laughing internally at the face he probably made when he was given it.

Jae came back in with a towel and a change of clothes for it, noticing you struggling to unite your dress. He softly said "allow me", his fingers moving your hands away as he effortlessly untied the back, his hand moving to touch the open back area, his other hand gently pushing down the dress from your shoulder.

It felt like his fingers were fire; every touch he left on your skin made you feel so alive. You didn't realize you were holding your breath until the dress hit the floor, Jae asking you to step out of it so he could hang it up for you. You nodded, moving out of the dress so he could pick it up, watching as he walked out with the dress, leaving you hot in the bathroom. You sighed, removing your underwear before getting into the bathtub, enjoying the feeling of the warm water soothing your muscles that had become tense from work.

As you laid your head back against the tub, closing your eyes, Jae came back as he leaned against the doorway. He admired how you looked: the bubbles covering your breasts, your eyes closed- you look so relaxed.

"Enjoying the bathtub?" he asked, your eyes opening to meet his before sitting up. "Wanna join me?" Jae smiled at the playfulness in your voice, stripping down before getting into the bathtub so he was right next to you. He sighed as his own muscles relaxed, your hands moving to touch his chest, making him chuckle darkly. "Feeling touchy, baby?"

You didn't bother to say anything, kissing him softly as your hand moved all over his chest. He pulled you closer, pulling you so you were now straddling him, the kiss becoming more intense. Jae chuckled as you ground down onto him, biting your bottom lip as his hips moved to meet yours. You pulled him back into a messy and now needy kiss, Jae now moaning into the kiss as his own hips moved to meet yours.

In a way, it reminded you of two people who were desperate for one another. Like they were at a club and dancing with one another and ended up grinding against one another as they craved the touch of one another but didn't want to leave the loud club. In reality, you were now grinding against Jaebeom in the bathtub, moaning and whining for him like crazy.

Jae listened to you whine and beg for him for a bit longer before he halted your hips, his hands coming down to roughly grip your ass as he pressed himself against you. He looked up at you, his lips hovering over yours as he tried to calm down. He had been thinking of how he wanted to have sex with you since the first time at the restaurant. He wanted to do it a specific way and yet, he was blanking. He let you kiss down his cheek to his jaw and neck, leaving behind many bite marks that he knew he was going to have to get hide tomorrow. He whispered your name until you moved back so he could see your face, Jae now rolling his own hips to meet yours. "Get your ass up here and ride this dick because I can't fucking take it anymore."

You nodded, not hesitating to sink down onto him as he quickly reconnected your lips, moving his hips fast to meet yours as he kept you in the kiss, Jae moaning loudly as his hands gripped your ass to help you move, the water around you splashing around and some spilling over the edge. You whined as he moved down your neck to mark it, your moans now echoing around the bathroom as the water around you both began to spill over and cover you two. "Jaebeom, fuck, goddam you're so big"

"Yeah, can you handle this big cock?" Jae grunted, tossing his head back as you clenched around him before he kisses you again, moaning once more when you tug on his hair. "Gotta stretch you out so you can handle my goddam cock."

You dug your nails into his shoulder, trying to bounce back against his own movements, halting when his rolled to the back of his head. His nails dug into your hips, his chest rising and falling as his head rested on the side of the tub.

He looked so beautiful to you. His wet and now messy hair covered his eyes, his pierced tongue licking his lips as his face showed how in bliss he was. His neck was marked with hickies left by you, adorning his neck and upper chest, along with crescents from your nails digging into his shoulders.

You loved how he said your name as he sat up, his tongue moving to lick your jaw, his hips moving once more as he now went deeper and harder. You wanted to know more about him, you wanted to know him more than just the CEO who was obsessed with you.

"What are your cats names?" You moaned out, Jae pausing momentarily before he chuckled, looking at you as he moved faster, biting and kissing along your collarbone. "My cats? Cake, Pudding, Nora, Pringle, and Kimchi"

Jae was slightly amused by your sudden question about his cats, finding it cute. He picked up the pace as he felt you tighten around him, Jae looking at you as you leaned back. "Are you gonna cum, baby? Are you going to make a mess on me?" He asked, moaning louder as you nodded, his fingers moving down to play with your clit before watching you cum, holding you down onto him as he came with you. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding, resting his head on your chest as you both tried to calm down.

You ran your hands through his hair as you kissed his forehead, your skin tingling as you both hold one another. It felt oddly romantic.

As your tried to move away so you could sit next to him, his grip on you tightened, making you look down at him. He looked up at you, his cheeks dusted with a slight blush as he kissed your skin. "Stay with me..like this. Let me hold you baby." You felt your heart skip a beat as Jae kissed around your body, the now lukewarm water not bothering you both as you both held each other in the bathtub.

After a while, Jae let you escape his grasp to dry off and put on the T-shirt Jae had brought for you, Jae putting on boxers before kissing your shoulder, rubbing your back. He seemed so loving at that moment, which made you smile and blush softly. "Do you want something to eat, baby?"

"It depends on what you have. And why do you call me baby so often?'' Jae paused looking through his fridge, turning to look back at you. "Do you want me to stop?"

The atmosphere of the whole place shifted at his question. The once lust-filled atmosphere is now comfortable. It felt like how your own home felt: like you had gotten home after a long hard day and you fell back against your plush sheets.

It felt like home.

Jae felt like home.

You stared more at the man who was holding ramen and some mandu in the other hand. The man with a simple black t-shirt on and plaid pants. The man who wanted to hold you after sex.

The man you wanted.

"No, you can keep calling me baby."

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Sleeping in other places has always been a struggle for you.

When you traveled for events, you always stayed in the same hotel because of the familiarity. You barely ever slept in other people's homes because you could never sleep well.

This was time was, of course, not an exception.

You stayed on your side facing the large window that showed the city all lit up by the moon, Jaebeom's chest against your back as his arm was draped over your waist. While you thought it was cute he wanted to hold you and keep you close, he ran hot.

You tried to move away from him, but Jaebeom either moved closer to you or pulled you back against him. You couldn't move any farther away because you both were now near the edge of the bed. You sighed, trying to carefully remove his arm from you, listening to Jaebeom's soft snores to make sure you didn't wake him.

"Am I smothering you?" You paused mid-holding his arm over your waist, turning back to face Jaebeom who was now slowly opening his eyes. You put his hand down, Jae wrapping it back around you before pulling you close, his breath now hitting your ear as his fingers gently drummed against your stomach. "Can't sleep?'' You nodded, noticing his tired voice as he spoke. He hummed, thinking before saying "Want some water? You feel hot."

"I'm hot because you run hot" you murmured, Jae, chuckling deeply before getting up, going to get you wanted from the kitchen, leaving you in the suddenly cold sheets. You sat up slightly, running your hand threw your hair as he returned with a glass for you. You thanked him, Jaebeom crawling in behind you to rest his hands on your thighs as you drank, his thumbs rubbing your skin gently as he waited for you to finish. When you were done, he took the glass from you, placing it on his nightstand before kissing your cheek. "Better?" you nodded, laying your head back on his shoulder as Jaebeom slowly pulled his hands up your body, slowly massaging your body as he kissed your neck. You glanced at the time, the numbers making you sigh. Jae sighed as well, mumbling softly "it's late, and we both have work tomorrow." He continued kissing your neck though, despite his words.

You sighed dreamily, your hands resting over his as you slowly moved with him so your shirt was slowly pulled up, Jae looking down at the newly exposed skin. He leaned down to kiss your waist and your lower back, fully tossing off your shirt to rest on the floor before kissing up your spine. "For someone who was just complaining about being too hot, you seem eager to get all hot and sweaty," Jae kissed your bare shoulder before tossing off his own shirt, turning your head to now face him, kissing you softly as his hand slowly made his way down into your pants, rubbing you over your underwear. Jae smiled as you moaned into the kiss, Jae pulling back to see your face as he slipped his hand into your underwear, his finger drawing shaped on your clit as he cupped your breast, squeezing it as he moved his fingers faster. You looked so beautiful in the moonlight to him, so pretty like a picture. He rolled his hips into your ass, kissing you again as his fingers moved faster before slipping a finger in.

"So warm, so wet." He murmured, your own hand slipping into his own pants to stroke him slowly, making it his turn to moan into the kiss, his hips moving to meet your hand. He whined as your thumb went over the tip, Jae inserting another finger into you as his thumb played with your clip. He took his time driving you crazy, whispering how beautiful you looked and how good you felt on his fingers before slowly driving you to the edge, kissing you as you both came, sighing into the kiss. Jae slowly removed his fingers from you, licking them clean as you did the same on your hand, staring at one another. Jae took a minute to watch you before kissing you passionately, moving so you were on your back as he continued to kiss you, tearing off his pants along with yours before wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around him.

"Ready for round 2?" he asked through his heavy breaths, you nodding as he slowly pushed in before smirking at you. When you asked him what he was smiling at, he shrugged. "You said you were having trouble sleeping. So, I'm going to fuck you to sleep." He placed a quick kiss on your lips before picking you up, kissing you again.

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The next morning, you woke up to Jaebeom kissing your shoulder, the shower on, and a sweet smell filling your senses.

"The shower is ready for you and I'm making breakfast." he murmured, helping you sit up before returning to the kitchen to finish cooking, leaving you to go shower and get ready for the day. You took a quick shower, noticing a pair of belted pants and a simple white shirt sitting on the bathroom counter. You put them on before going to join Jaebeom, who was wearing an outfit similar to you (a black t-shirt and white pants).

"Ah, I know you have to go to the office so I made you some breakfast and some lunch to go with it," Jae didn't look at you as he slid over the packaged containers, his ears heating up as he bit cleared his throat. You found it cute how he was acting, thanking him before you noticed your phone charged on the counter, filled with messages from your staff asking where you were and if they needed to send a car to come and get you. You assured them that you were ok and were on your way, clearing your throat as Jae grabbed his own work items and car keys. "I'll drop you off at work if you want. I have to go to that side of town for a meeting anyways." You thanked him, following him to his car before getting into the passenger seat, Jae reaching over to put your seatbelt on for you before heading off to your office.

He rested his hand on your thigh, drumming along to the music on the radio as he drove. You noticed the marks from last night were covered, asking him about it, which made him chuckle. "I got some concealer delivered this morning and figured out how to cover it. Did I do a good job?"

You jokingly said no, Jae chuckling as he squeezed your thigh. You smiled at his laugh, your mind going back to last night. He seemed so gentle with you and so loving with you.

It wasn't hard for you to realize that you had caught some feelings for the man who was driving right now, which made you wonder if he felt the same way.

When he pulled into the office, you both didn't move at first. The drive had felt so fast compared to the drive to his apartment. You cleared your throat before reaching down to pick up the food, Jae turning off the car before picking up the food before you could.

When you asked him what he was doing, he shrugged as he exited the car. "I'm going to be a gentleman and help you take these into your office as you already have to carry your purse."

He said it in a way that let you know that if you told him not to, he would listen. You didn't want to let go of him though, agreeing before closing the car door behind him. He walked with you to your office, ignoring the looks of your many staff members at seeing you two together. You were happy to reach the seclusion of your office, Jae placing the containers down onto the desk before checking his watch. "Alright, I gotta go. I have a meeting with a stylist." You thanked him, hugging him before walking him to the door, only for Jae to stop you from opening the door, leaning over to poke his cheek. When you raised an eyebrow, he chuckled. "Cheek kiss?" You chuckled at his roundabout way of asking for a goodbye kiss, kissing his cheek softly before telling him to hurry to his meet, Jae nodding before leaving. You bit your bottom lip before going back to your desk, opening one of the breakfast containers to see rice, eggs, and sausage. You smiled, sitting down to eat as your secretary came in, an obvious smile on their face.

"You have a meeting at 11 with our skin care team. I'll leave you alone to enjoy your breakfast from Mr. Lim." You didn't say anything as they walked out, only smiling at the taste of the food, before glancing at a text from your phone.

CEO Lim Jaebeom: Enjoy the food, beautiful. If you want, I can cook dinner for you too.

CEO Lim Jaebeom: Swing by my place tonight. You know where it is ;)

Y/N: You do know that I'll be expecting something delicious for taking me from going straight home, right?

CEO Lim Jaebeom: I'm a pretty good chef if I do say so, myself.

CEO Lim Jaebeom: I'll let you judge that tonight over steaks and wine. If it's not up to par, you know I'll go the distance to satisfy you.

[nichoswag]

requested by anon

mtl: who in got7 is more of a hopeless romantic

most

jackson

bambam

jayb

youngjae

jinyoung

yugyeom

mark

least

jackson, bambam, jayb + youngjae: all four of these men are literal simps for their s/o. obviously jackson is first because he just seems like the most romantic (and flirty 😉) member. bambam is next because i can't help but think he would spoil his s/o endlessly, and it goes the same for jaebeom. i also think youngjae would be such a simp for his s/o because he's just so sweet 🤧 would shower them in affection

jinyoung, yugyeom + mark

i see jinyoung as the type of person who's very rational so he wouldn't necessarily be a "hopeless romantic" but more of a relaxed and mature one? idk if that makes sense but iykyk.. yugyeom i can't really see being a hopeless romantic but as the maknae i can definitely see him with the "teases everyone but their s/o" trope. finally, mark wouldn't be a hopeless romantic because he's just too chill. instead he spends a lot of time with his s/o

[jaebumluvr4ever]

jay b the man that you are. i could go on and on writing about you, but i will keep it short. i have been obsessed with you since forever ago, you were the prime in my middle school years, and now you've come back to haunt me im afraid. which is not a bad thing, but it sure does keep my standards high. thanks skibidi rizzler for doing ohio fanum tax work. great job.

[limjaeseven]

Brewed Love

Pairing: Mark X Jackson

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Coffee Shop!AU, s2f2l

Rating: General

Word Count: 1,518

Bingo Prompt: Hocus Pocus - BVNDIT

Summary: Jackson is comfortable working at the cafe Jaebeom owns. He expects to earn a living there, he doesn't expect falling in love.

Warning(s): Jackson being comically whipped, nothing more!

[a/n]: Happy Valentine's Day @sweetestofchaos! Sorry for this being late but I really hope you like it! It was pleasure talking to you and getting to know you. This fic is also my first entry for the Kpop Bingo project. I was struggling to come up with something for Hocus Pocus but I tried to make it work.

Jaebeom was both the first and last person Jackson thought would open a café. His parents did own a yogurt place so he was clearly knowledgeable on the issue but something about how fierce his hyung could be made it seem really unlikely. The only thing that could explain it to him was the fact that Jaebeom was married to their mutual best friend, heartthrob-cum-pain-in-the-ass Park Jinyoung. He was the only one who could really cool Jaebeom down and bring out the more domestic sides of him, him and their cats.

Whatever the cause, the opening of the café was a blessing for Jackson, wannabe star who was working his way up the ranks at a dance academy and crew, while making basically no money. Jaebeom had told him to join them whenever he was ready because he knew Jackson needed a way to make ends meet. The job was fun, the café was small, decorated classily and with a loyal clientele.

Jackson knew most of their customers by name and had their orders memorised, and loved to get to know the new ones, because it would be inevitable that they’d return in no time to Jackson’s megawatt smile, Jinyoung’s charming face and Jaebeom’s quality confectionery.

While most customers did a double take when they saw a handsome man like Jackson talk to them so sweetly, what was rare was Jackson being rendered speechless at the sight of a patron. He couldn’t blame himself though, it wasn’t a man who had appeared in front of them, but an angel, an angel who was speaking to him but he heard not a word of it.

“Excuse me?” Jackson snapped back to his senses when he noticed the slightly exasperated look on the angel-man’s face.

“Oh I’m so sorry, how can I help you?” He cringed internally at saying the wrong thing to the customer but he seemed to not notice and rattled his order out, which Jackson noted down diligently, his hand shaking through all of it. “You can find a seat, we’ll be there with your order in no time!” Jackson tried to ignore how his voice raised a pitch with the nervousness coursing through his body turning away as soon as he could to catch a breath.

The moment Jaebeom saw the look on Jackson’s face he knew something was up. “Saw a ghost?”

“Angel,” Jackson murmured, pointing in the direction of where the man sat.

The cogs turning in Jaebeom’s head was visible and it made Jackson feel even more jittery. The owner quickly flagged Jinyoung down and whispered something in his ear before grinning at Jackson. He snatched the order and got it done at lightning speed, depositing it on a tray and into Jackson’s hands.

“Serving duty!” A hard shove to his back had Jackson stumbling out of the kitchen. Jinyoung sent him a thumbs up from the spot at the register before turning to take orders. Jackson took a moment to straighten himself, praying that he hadn’t made a mess of his apron that day. Putting on his best smile, he made his way to the angel sitting by the large windows. The soft early evening glow of the sun made his skin glow in supernatural ways and Jackson would have been happy spending the rest of his life just staring at that image.

“Here you go!” He said, a bit too loud, as he set the tray in front of the man and bolted back before he could make more of a fool of himself. He heard the angel chuckle behind him and filed that sound into his folder of “Heavenly Sounds That Beat Music Any Day.” He tried not to think about the fact that the folder had a content count of one.

He tried not to stare too much but he didn’t do very well. Jinyoung had to make sure he was working properly, not wanting to anger customers with incorrect orders because Jackson was too busy writing poetry about the man by the window in his notepad.

Jackson watched with a look of despair as the man stood up, a little over an hour after he’d come, but did a double take when the he walked straight towards him instead of leaving.

“Are you the owner of this place?” Jackson could only shake his head and grab Jaebeom by the back of his shirt to drag him to the counter, too afraid of saying something dumb.

“What are you doing Jacks-” Jaebeom quickly caught himself once he saw the man across the counter, “Oh hi, how can I help you?”

“Would you have a moment?” The man asked, to which Jaebeom nodded and just as they were about to start talking, Jinyoung pulled Jackson away, telling him to take over the register again.

Anticipation brimmed within him as he kept glancing back to where Jaebeom was standing, his frown turning into a big smile by the time the conversation ended, concluding with a firm handshake.

Turning to catch Jackson’s eye, Jaebeom shot him a wink before disappearing back into the kitchen.

An exasperated sigh left Jackson as he tried to talk to Jaebeom but the owner wouldn’t budge. “Hyung,” he whined, “What did you two talk about? Heck, at least tell me his name.”

“Be patient, Jackson. You’ll find out soon enough,” Jaebeom said with an air of finality. Jackson pouted but nodded, packing up his bag and wishing Jinyoung a good night before heading home.

Jackson didn’t know whether to curse at Jaebeom or thank him because seeing his angel-man first thing in the morning was nothing short of a blessing. “Good morning,” The man greeted when he saw Jackson walk in, “I’m Mark Tuan. I look forward to working with you.”

“J-Jackson, nice to meet you too,” He stuttured before running to the kitchen to see his two friends looking supremely smug.

By some stroke of luck, Mark ended up getting along with them really well, fitting into their rhythm with little trouble. He turned out to be a really fun person to be around and it wasn’t long before the four of them became pretty inseparable.

Jackson’s little crush on Mark brewed as he got to know the older man better. Their shared knowledge of Mandarin made Jackson feel like he had just a bit more of an insight on the man, hearing his thick accent utter words he knew his friends wouldn’t understand.

He couldn’t tell when the crush turned to something more, but he definitely thinks it happened at the same time the two became friends. Working next to each other everyday, casually judging customers, trying to remember their names and orders, laughing in the kitchen with Jaebeom and Jinyoung as the two tried making new recipes. Mark became from the angel-man he met one day at the cafe to his best friend to the man he loved so easily that Jackson couldn’t even be scared. It felt so right, he knew it just had to be.

“So, when are you going to ask him out? After he gets sick of waiting for you and falls for someone else?” Jinyoung asked him one night as they were closing up shop. Mark had left early that evening sighting prior commitments and a part of Jackson prayed it wasn’t a significant other he didn’t know about.

“I know I should be I just don’t know how to do it,” Jackson lamented, draping himself in his best friend’s arms.

Warm hands wrapped his waist from behind as Jaebeom joined their hug. “You’re Jackson Wang. You can do anything. You managed to get into an elite Korean dance crew without knowing anyone or speaking a word of the language.” He pulled away, patting Jackson on the back, “Go get your man, Seunnie.”

The flowers were probably a bad idea, Jackson thought. What if Mark was allergic to pollen or something? His palms were sweating as he gripped the stalks in his hands, waiting for Mark to join him. He had asked the man out for lunch on their day off with much support from Jaebeom and Jinyoung (read: they snatched the phone from him and wrote the text themselves and sent it to Mark because Jackson had forgotten how to form basic sentences).

“Jackson!” Mark called out and Jackson looked up to see the man walk towards him and he was transported back to the first time he laid eyes on the man. He was so screwed.

“Hyung,” He said breathlessly as he thrust the flowers towards the man.

Mark looked surprised for a moment before smiling, “For me? They’re so pretty.”

“Hyung,” Jackson repeated, receiving a hum from Mark, “Do you wanna be, like, you know…” he trailed off.

Chuckling, Mark leaned down to place a soft kiss on Jackson’s cheek, “Yeah, I’d love to.”

[multistan-kpopwritings]

Say Cheese (IKT pt 6)

➟ pairing(s): Jay B x Reader

➟ genre(s): Fluff... angst? Dunno

➟ word count: 1.1K

➟ warnings: None

I Know Things: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Jay B grabbed his hat and placed it on his head. He checked himself in the mirror, and then the watch on his wrist. He had agreed to let you pick him up on the way to the park.

"Hyung, where are you going," Youngjae called to Jay B. He walked into the room to see his friend preparing to leave the apartment.

"I have plans with Y/N and her son today," Jay B said, "She asked for some help with her new camera." He shrugged and peered out of the window. Youngjae laughed when he saw Jay B bounce on his feet, clearly nervous.

"Y/N, huh," Youngjae mused, "She's cute." He stole a glance at his friend from the corner of his eye. Jay B smiled and nodded his head.

"Yeah," he breathed, "She is." He returned his attention to the window.

"Does Mark know," the younger male asked?

"Know," Jay B questioned, "Know what? There isn't anything to know." There was a soft vibration in his pocket and a text from you letting him know you were waiting. He bid his young friend goodbye and rushed out the door.

You were chatting with Drew when Jay B opened the SUV door. He slid into the seat and turned to the child in the back. He smiled and waved. Drew studied him carefully and waved back.

"Say hi, Drew," you said to your son, "This is Jay B. He's a friend from work." You gave Jay B an apologetic smile. "Sorry, he's normally more talkative." You glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Drew continue to study the man next to you.

"That's ok," Jay B said, "We have all day to get to know each other." He turned and smiled at Drew again. He noticed how much the child looked like you. He had the same nose and chin. Drew scrunched his nose at Jay B before he turned to the window.

After a short drive, you arrived at the park. It was a beautiful day outside and you were thankful for a place to let Drew play all day. You found a tree with plenty of shade to lay the blanket out underneath. Jay B approached you with a picnic basket and Drew right behind him.

"Can I go feed the ducks," Drew asked pointing to the pond? You searched the basket and held out a bag of oats. When he reached for the bag, you pulled it back.

"What's up with you," you whispered to him, "You're not being nice to Jay B." Drew shrugged his shoulders and looked at his feet. "He just wants to be friends with you."

"I'm sorry," Drew said with teary eyes. You gave him a quick hug and kissed his cheek. He wiggled out of your grasp, walked up to Jay B, and tugged his jacket. "I'm sorry," he said looking up at Jay B.

"It's ok," Jay B said to Drew, "You don't need to apologize, but do you think we can try and be friends?" Drew smiled at him and pointed to the pond.

"Do you want to feed the ducks with me," he asked. Jay B nodded at Drew took the bag you held out.

You sat under the tree and watched Jay B and Drew feed the ducks. Pulling out your camera, you snapped a few photos. The candid shot of Jay B being chased by a group of ducks was by far your favorite, but the one of Drew tripping and rolling as another duck nipped at his shirt was a close second... that was until you heard your son cry.

Jay B scooped him up in his arms and carried him to where you sat. Setting him down gently, the child recounted the story. It seems that one of the devil ducks bit his fingers. You held the child on your lap and doted over him, kissing his fingers.

"How about a sandwich," you asked, "Would that make it better?" The child looked at you and smiled a little. "I made your favorite," you continued, "with no crust." You handed him a sandwich and made sure he was settled before turning your attention to Jay B. "Are you hungry? I may have another with no crust."

"Yes, thank you," he said, "And the crust is fine." You laughed and handed him a sandwich. He pumped his fist in the air with triumph. "Yes! No crust." He heard Drew laugh, which caused him to laugh harder.

It wasn't long before you heard soft snores from your side. You looked down to see Drew had curled up next to you and was taking a well-deserved nap. Jay B followed your gaze and smiled.

"I remember when my mom started dating my stepdad," he recalled, "I wasn't very nice to him." He bit the inside of his mouth and sighed.

"Dating," you repeated, "Is that what this is?" Jay B's confidence faltered when he looked at you. He opened and closed his mouth a few times.

"Uh, well," he stammered, "I was hoping, yeah, it could be." You smiled at him, but before you could respond, he pressed his lips to yours. You stiffened under the kiss but quickly relaxed. He gently cupped your face and deepened the kiss. He reluctantly pulled away and looked into your eyes. "Wow," he said breathlessly, "That wasn't any good. Did you feel anything?"

You blinked a few times as he pulled further away. He chuckled and ducked his head.

"I'm sorry, no" you apologized. You laughed and tucked hair behind your ear. "It wasn't a bad kiss," you interjected, "just a bad idea. I'm sorry. I just don't know-"

"You're not ready," Jay B finished your sentence. You smiled thankfully at him, glad you didn't need to explain. "That's what my mom said."

"You talked to your mom about me," you asked him.

"No," he laughed, "She said that about my stepdad. It was hard for her to date again. I can only imagine you'd have the same thoughts." He smiled softly at you.

"You're not wrong," you said, "I don't know if I'm ready for that type of heartbreak again." You ran your fingers through Drew's hair and smiled. "It's not just me anymore. Besides, not like men are knocking my door down for this," you gestured to yourself. Jay B threw his head back and laughed.

"Then I speak for the male sex," he laughed again, "We're idiots! Any man would be lucky to be with you." You smiled at him and took his hands in yours.

"Thank you," you said softly. "At least it wasn't a bad kiss," you shrugged.

"Do you think we can not mention it to anyone," he asked shyly. You winked and laughed. "I don't want things to be strange between us now." You squeezed his hand.

"Just between us," you promised.

[imaginekpopidols]

[1:15 am] it’s the late 70s, Jaebeom picks you up in his new 1970 Ford pickup, you two are going to see a drive-in movie. you hop in, waving your parents goodbye. he slowly moves his hand over towards your hand and bumps it, you resist the smile that was ready to sprout up anytime. you slip your digits and interlock them with his. you look over at him, unable to resist anymore, you smile brightly at him, and he mirrors it. he pulls into the drive in paying them, you hand him some money, and he shakes his head and shuts the door to the pickup and leaves you to the soft music of Sinatra pouring out of the speakers. he comes back with a big bucket of popcorn, and two pops. you slide over to him, and he rolls his window down, turning off Sinatra. he pulls you closer into him his arm wrapped you and takes a big amount of popcorn and he says jokingly, “Watch this” and he sticks the handful and eats it with no problem, you laugh shaking your head at him. you kiss his nose, and the movie starts to play. he’s the perfect boyfriend you decide in your mind that night, and you couldn’t be more right. 

[kiestrokes]

If you had to re-imagine a tale from the Brothers Grimm or Hans Christian Anderson, what would you write?

I hate and love you, because I have the biggestBIGGEST love for Red Riding Hood.

▸hybrids (not omegaverse, but using the ranking dynamics). ▸red cape signals an open mate to their pack. ▸her grandma lives on the outskirts away from the pack, because she doesn't agree with the war that divided them. ▸her gma has helped the injured beta from the other pack, he's the grandchild of her childhood love and best friend. ▸red's lifelong bestie is the alpha of her pack, and he is the beta, meaning the two of them aren't allowed to mate. they keep all of the pack lines strong by pairing them off with a lower ranking mate. ▸she tries to poison the imposter, but her grandma arrives and stops her, explaining and she still tries to proceed with poisoning him. ▸ her alpha wants to form an alliance with the other pack though (there's a reason he is alpha, and she is the hotheaded executioner beta).

Multi Castings: (my alpha is pretty and potentially bisexual. sooo, keep that in mind if any you want to argue my picks) ATEEZ - Yeosang as Alpha, Jongho as Beta * BTS - Seokjin as Alpha, Namjoon as Beta EXO - Sehun as Alpha, Kai as Beta GOT7 - Jinyoung as Alpha, JayB as Beta MONSTA X - Hyungwon as Alpha, Changkyun as Beta NCT - Yuta as Alpha, Mark as Beta * OR Ten as Alpha, Taeyong as Beta SVT - Minghao as Alpha, Hoshi as Beta * SKZ - Felix as Alpha, Chan as Beta * SuperM - Taemin as Alpha, Baekhyun as Beta TXT - Soobin as Alpha, Yeonjun as Beta * is my favorite picks

© COPYRIGHT 2023 by kiestrokes All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be reproduced without written permission from the author. This includes translations. 

[bambikisss]

Suits [teaser]

-> Being a CEO of a big company has its perks, except for meeting the one. After you sign up for a dating app for the elite 1 percent, you match with someone who is just as rich as you. Is love truly in the cards for you both?

CEO!JAYB X CEO!READER

Smut warnings: Spit, bitting, slight bondage, slight breeding kink, marking, etc. Rough to Passionate.

"You joined a dating site to not match with anyone?" He asked, taking a sip of his champagne as he listened to you try to explain why you joined, cutting you off as he leaned closer to you, his mint breath gracing your cheek as he made his way to your ear. "So, you don't want me then, Y/N?"

[daisyvisions]

Oh👀 yeah I can imagine… I attended a 127 concert and it was essentially a Magic Mike show and if I brought a partner I would not have had the self control to not get hyped up around them and if I did have an impressive ability to control my excitement it would have been so painful

~❄️

thank god you didnt, I shit you not JAYB passed by our row he was literally inches from me, AND I COULDNT SIMP FML 😩

[sighjaebum]

— SURRENDER, iii.

She has dyed blonde hair and a bumblebee tattooed on the inside of her wrist, the next girl you see Jaebum with. She smiles at him like he’s everything, and you cannot blame her for that. You know you smile at him the exact same way.

           You’re at another party at BamBam’s house, stolen from solitude by Jackson and his endless worrying. It’s the first time you’ve been with your friends since you and Jaebum ended things, had worried that he might’ve felt awkward with you around, when he’d made such an effort to cut you off entirely. You worried, even more, that maybe your friends would no longer want you in their lives, worried they’d cut you off, too, to make Jaebum feel less suffocated. It’s because of him that you know them, after all. You and Jaebum had been friends for years, but the others came later. The others came at the beginning of your college life, starting with Jaebum and Jinyoung’s first meeting in a lecture and ending with you being invited to a game night hosted by Yugyeom.

           But Yugyeom had hugged you as soon as you set foot in Bam’s apartment, had wailed how he’d missed you, already a little tipsy and as clingy as he always was.

           Jaebum, however, you hadn’t had the chance to talk to yet—and you didn’t think you’d get to. He’s standing with that girl in the corner, one hand on her hip and a smile on his lips. They’d been a thing since three days ago, according to a sheepish Youngjae, who’d offered you a drink as consolation as he explained this.

           Now, you sit with Jackson and the others in the centre of the room, in a world of your own despite the party raging on around you. He has an arm draped across your shoulder, and you can’t help but lean closer to his side, comforted by his presence in a way that makes your heart ache a little less. You wonder when Jackson became your best friend. Probably the moment Jaebum kissed you. Probably the moment you realised that your friendship with Jaebum laid amongst the ruination of your heart. When did everything between you turn into ruin?

He should never have kissed you, and you should never have kissed him back. Maybe then you wouldn’t be feeling like this; a little too heavy, with a weight pressing down on your chest, rendering you breathless in the most insignificant of moments. Why did you have to fall in love with someone who refused to do the same? Why do you have to hurt so bad when clearly he’s feeling fine?

“Do you want to leave?” Jackson asks, his voice a whisper and barely discernible over the thumping music. You lift your head from his shoulder and meet his worried gaze, his dark eyes flickering across your every feature, trying to find any sign that you need to get out of here. And even though you’d love to go home, to slip beneath the covers and block out the world, your pain, you know that you can’t. You don’t want to. Your friends have missed you, have spent twelve days worrying about you, sending text messages that go unanswered and phone calls that go ignored, and you can’t bring yourself to leave them when they looked so relieved to see you here.  So, you shake your head, and with it try to shake away all thoughts of Jaebum.

 It works for about ten minutes, until he steps into your eyeline with that girl on his arm, and she’s still smiling. Did you look this happy when you were with him? Or were your smiles overshadowed by the knowledge that this was only temporary? You wonder which is worse, the knowing or the not knowing.

           “Oh, hey!” Jackson greets the newcomers cheerfully, though his hand drops down to squeeze yours. “Miyoung, right?”

           The girl nods, enthusiastically, and it’s here you see that her cheeks have turned a little red from the alcohol. She sways where she stands but Jaebum keeps her steadied. How weird that he keeps her steadied when he always knocks you off balance. “That’s right,” she says, “I’ve heard so much about you guys that I had to come over and say hello.” Wrong move, you think, bitterly. Jaebum doesn’t like it when people push their way into his life. He has to let you in, has to be ready for these things himself. He needs to know he can trust someone before he brings them around his friends, has to know things won’t get messy on either end. It’s not for his sake, not really. He just doesn’t want to risk his friends getting hurt by someone he introduced them to. It’s happened before, happened to you. He’d been the one to introduce you to your ex, after all, and you both knew how that ended.

           Come to think if it, that’s when this started. This slow process, the trust issues, the rejection of love. Seventeen. Crying into his shirt because everything hurt so much. You were more concerned the blood on his shirt than you were the pain in your chest, the way you were trembling against his chest. Back then, six months felt like forever—and your forever had been thrown to the gutter, had exploded in a screaming match and Jaebum’s fist against his face, repeating apologies when he was gone and all that was left was the two of you. In ruins, always in ruins.

           You lift your eyes from your cup and meet Jaebum’s gaze. He watches you with his head cocked to one side, searching, pensive. Miyoung is talking animatedly with a slurring BamBam, but their conversation makes no sense to the others around them, and even if it did, you wouldn’t have understood, anyway. Not when Jaebum looks at you like that, not when his gaze slips to Jackson’s hand in yours and his jaw clenches. And you think, oh, that’s new, but you don’t say anything, don’t even move, because you’re afraid that this moment will be over and you will lose him to the silence again.

           You remind yourself that he kissed you first. It wasn’t you who lost him, but he lost you. He lost you, he lost you, he lost you. When he looks away, drawn into a drunken kiss by the girl in his arms, you begin to lose hope that he’ll ever find you again.

[melikeygot7]

DRABBLE FOR LIM JAEBEOM:

(NSFW below, minors please do not read, i am not responsible for your media consumption nor do i condone it.)

“Aish, so noisy this morning.”

If Jaebeom had whispered that in your ear twenty minutes ago you’d would’ve thought he was talking about the hammering, thunderous sound of rain hitting the roof above you and the glass panes of the window to the left of you. The rain often wakes the two of you up in the wet season if your alarms or the cats don’t first, and it’s a nice, oddly calming way to wake up.

But you know that he’s not talking about the rain at all, in fact, he’s talking about the noises your making.

The ones you’re making because of the way he shoves his hips into yours, his thick cock splitting you open over and over. He’s so hard, and rough and deep it’s hard not to make noise, in your defence. He’s got you face down in your shared bed, your cheek smushed to the soft cotton of his pillow and your cunt dripping onto his side of the bed, his breathy voice hot against your ear and neck.

“You’re gonna’ wake the neighbours baby,” he murmurs, followed by a deep, guttural moan when you clench down on him, “gonna’ get another noise complaint.”

You don’t care, how the fuck could you?

He’s pressing you down, your back to his chest, his arms wrapped under your chest and pinning your arms against yourself, his face pressed to your neck and fucking you so deep you could swear you feel him touching your teeth. He’s drunk on you, drooling onto you and half saying words before giving up on them to focus on you, but you know they, the neighbours who makes those complaints, will never understand how it feels to have him like this.

They’ll never understand how it feels to have him, pussy drunk and diamond hard inside of you, stretching you out and fucking you full, or how it feels to have him whining into your ear or kissing your lips when he comes because no one but you has ever, or will ever, know what it’s like to have him like this.

Because everything you like about fucking, the closeness, him, his girthy cock, the security, the dominance that’s so interwound with care and love, his voice in your ear and his heartbeat so close to touching yours, is happening in this moment, and all those other moments that have earned you other complaints. And it’s happening because he’s taken the time to learn you, to learn how to fuck you to make you loud enough to wake two floors of neighbours.

He’s taken the time, put in the effort and cares enough to make sure that every time you two fuck, it’s exactly, exactly, how you like it.

You’re grunting because of the force and depth, you’re crying out because of the stretch, you’re shuddering because he’s got a stray finger brushing your clit and you’re moaning because you fucking love him.

Because he deserves to hear those noises, to revel in your moans and screams and sobs and whines because he’s earned them, they’re because of him.

You turn your head, mouthing at his jaw and nose pressing to the short cropped hair right above and in front of his ear, your eyes closed, desperate to have him know that this? You? Everything you do, like doing his laundry, eating the food he cooks even if it’s something you’ve never had before, listening to hours of new/unreleased/half finished music so he can have your opinion, rubbing his back out before and after concerts and practices, and letting him hammer his cock inside and letting him fill you with searing ropes of come is all because you love him, truly and dearly, love him.

“Love you,” you try to say, but it comes out in harsh, breathy grunts and you pair it with squeezes around his throbbing dick, knowing he’s on the precipice of a mind melting orgasm by the way his whimpering and moaning your name and knowing even better, that he comes the hardest when you tell him how you feel, “feel so good, so thick Beommie, so full, love you so much Beommie’.”

“Oh baby,” he quietly cries out, voice so similar to when he reaches those high notes in his music, your cute pet name for him his favourite thing to hear when your voice is as breathless as it is right now, “fuckin’ love you, love this pussy, my pussy, oh god-“

He comes and comes, shaking and shuddering against your back and grunting and panting like a dog against your neck, high pitched whines and the slow but harsh grind of his hips against the plush flesh of your ass as he uses your soppy cunt to completion is not enough to get you over the edge too, but you’re happy to give him a few minutes before you roll him over to take what you deserve.

He’s murmuring against your skin and kissing over the side of your face he can get to, worshipping you in the best way he can as his limbs grow fuzzy and his brain melts. You let him kiss at your skin as he pulls out, feeling the swarm of warmth peel down your inner thighs and clit and eyes rolling closed at that sensation.

“My pretty girl,” he whispers against the back of your neck, trailing down the curve of your spine as his arms leave your chest and his hands find purchase against the fat of your ass, rolling and squeezing at your skin, “love my pretty girl, let’s me do whatever I want to her cause’ she loves me.”

You sigh, rolling your neck and arching your back when you feel his warm breath wash lower and lower down your back, a little grin spreading your lips when you realise not only what he’s about to do to you, but also because he knows why this is all happening.

Repayment for using your body however he likes is often repaid in an hour long session of him mouthing and sucking and licking at your come filled pussy until you pass out or cry if he hadn’t made you come during. And sometimes, you’d hold off on letting yourself come when he was inside of you just so you could feel his tongue lap out his own come out of your cunt.

And sometimes, he did it just because he could, because you’re his as much as he is yours and sometimes he did it purely because that was the end goal in the first place, and filling you with his come first was just an added bonus.

And you weren’t one to deny him that what he wanted to do to your body, it rarely, if ever, ended in disappointment on your end.

“Love you,” he whispers and kisses into the small of your back, resting his cheek on your back and drawing circles over the red patches of skin his hips left on yours with one hand and trailing the other down to swirl in the mess of come on the highest part of your inner thighs, “love my baby.”

The rains still pouring, still making noise even if you aren’t anymore and you suppose it’ll continue to hammer down when he gets his mouth on you in a few minutes but you watch the rain hit the glass of the window and listen to it plunder against your roof and sigh, because despite the rain being loud, you know there’ll be another noise notice on your door in the morning because you’ve been louder. But it’ll probably just join the other three in your recycling bin, and you’re pretty sure there’ll be another one joining it in a few days, and a few days after that one there’ll probably be another.

Your neighbours just don’t understand what it’s like to be in bed with Lim Jaebeom, and nobody but you ever will.

[nichoswag]

Hey there I have some got7 scenarios/reactions that I'd love to see you do... How would they approach someone they are interested in at a house party?

hey anon! i decided to use the term crush in place of 'someone they're interested in,' i hope that's okay. i actually like this scenario a lot but i wasn't completely sure what to write, so here's my attempt 👀 also sorry for the wait, i was stumped so it did take me a bit to be creative and complete the request :3 enjoy!

how got7 would approach their crush at a party

warnings: cursing, fighting (in jayb's), flirting, terrible pickup lines (jackson 👀), not proofread bcs i'm tired af

jayb

jaebeom probably wouldn't even approach you - he'd be subtly watching bcs he just adores you sm. subtle until he notices a guy getting too close and you seeming uncomfortable. he makes his way to you and pulls the whole "babe, is this guy bothering you?" and you play along until the guy grows frustrated and calls you names, which is when jb throws hands (fists). after he defends you and leaves the guy slumped on the ground, you're actually the one who asks for his number.

mark

mark would probably be really straight forward. sumn like "hey, you're cute, could i get your number?" but in the least creepy way possible. you can't help but say yes - he's so fcking cute omg and he texts you as soon as he gets home from the party to make sure you get home safely

jackson

jackson would be so extra ong. he'd slide in with the horribly tacky pickup lines but it still gives you butterflies. something like "hey, what's your name?" "y/n, why?" "oh, i could've sworn it was mine." so cheesy but so fcking cute bcs its jackson anywhores y'all exchange numbers after flirting a bit and that's how it goes down :D

jinyoung

jinyoung would definitely be the most smooth - you couldn't even tell if he's nervous (he is). he approaches you with a slight smile to appear friendly (rbf fr) and sits next to you and your friend on the sofa. he attempts to make small talk and by the end of the night, you both share a few drinks and exchange numbers.

youngjae

youngjae seems like a pretty shy person irl esp around people he doesn't really know so he'd have to be comfortable with you to approach you - and you have to be alone bcs he's afraid of messing up around you, much less your friends or other strangers 🥺 he'd probably ask for your number so you could plan a hangout at some point (not a date, he wouldn't be that straightforward)

bambam

i take back what i said about jinyoung - bam is def the most smooth with all that flirting he does, and that's definitely what he does with you. mans waltzes right up to you and starts flirting (so extra pls) he'd def ask for your number and plan out a date on the spot 😩

yugyeom

bb would prob try to act so confident but be vv nervous :3 mans does not have enough experience with dating despite his constant flirting smh... probably stutters a bit but ultimately plays it cool. you end up giving him your number bcs he's just so cute!!