#jooheon fanfic

[moonhoures]

All Of Me

🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment

word count: ~2.1k

synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment

a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃

posted: october 7, 2023

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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.

“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”

“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.

“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.

“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.

“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.

It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.

“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”

His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”

As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”

You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.

“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.

“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.

You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”

Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.

Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.

He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.

“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.

You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”

Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.

“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”

It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.

“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.

“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”

Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.

“Holy shit,” he grunted.

You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.

He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.

Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”

“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.

“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .

“Want you to cum inside.”

“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”

“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.

“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”

Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”

“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.

You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?

“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.

“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.

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The Color of Love

Request: If you're still accepting requests with that prompt list, I'd absolutely love to request 11/soulmate au with Jooheon if possible! 🥺 There are never enough MX fics, especially not adorable fluffy ones!

Prompt:

11) Soulmate AU

Pairing: Monsta X Jooheon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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Every love story was different, but always held the same three characteristics.

It could be ANYONE. Literally any person you pass on the street could be your soulmate. Didn't feel tiny in the expansive universe already?

It could happen at ANY time. Fifth grade math lesson? Accidental shoulder check at the grocery store? Awkward doctor's appointment? There was no telling where love would rear its ugly head.

Love in this new age? It always started with a burst of color.

"All I could see was this bright green going from my hand down my forearm," your best friend, Mina, rushed out excitedly. "It almost made me drop the weight I was holding."

"That's great, babe," you smiled, trying to be happy for her. "Who is the lucky guy?"

"His name is Hajoon," she continued dreamily. "I guess he'd seen me at the gym before but was too scared to say anything. Isn't that adorable?"

You would probably be going to Hell for not being over the moon for your best friend, but it was hard when you were still waiting.

Society put such an emphasis on finding your soulmate, it was impossible to think of much else. Going about your day, you tried to pay attention to who you brushed past or made casual physical contact with. That's how you would know.

When you touched your soulmate, color would bloom across your skin at the point of impact.

"Super cute," you sighed, avoiding eye contact. "So he saw you start to struggle and saved the day by spotting you?"

"Mhm," she hummed. "As soon as his fingers touched the back of my hand, it was like someone threw dye onto our arms. It was the craziest thing!"

"Sounds beautiful," you nodded, giving your best effort at a smile.

Clocking your failed attempts at support, Mina smiled sadly in return. "It's going to happen for you soon. I can feel it."

"Can you pass some of that feeling to me?" you grumbled. "I'd prefer not to ruin such a big day for my best friend."

"Hush," she cooed, wrapping an arm around you. "You haven't ruined anything. Sour mood or not, I have some good news."

"What's that?"

"Hajoon works for an entertainment company," she nodded. "He's an executive-"

"Cute AND rich?" you teased. "That IS some excellent news for you."

Smacking at your leg, Mina continued. "He asked if I wanted to go to a concert put on by his work. We have plans to meet up after, but do you want to go to the concert with me? He said I could bring a friend while he's working backstage on things."

"Why not?" you sighed. "Maybe I'll get elbowed in the crowd and accidentally find my soulmate."

"That's the spirit!"

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A few days later, you allowed Mina to get you dressed up, acting as her doll for the night. You could admit that you were going through the motions as you followed her to the venue. Determined to make sure it was a good night for her, you put on as bright of a smile as you could when she handed you a light stick.

"The group is called Monsta X," she instructed. "They have six members, and their music is really exciting."

"Got it," you nodded, positive you had listened to their songs before. "Who's my favorite?"

"Not Hyungwon," she grinned. "He's my favorite."

"Point him out to me so I know to stay clear," you chuckled.

"We also have a high touch after," she said brightly, tugging you through the crowd.

"High touch," you confirmed, searching your brain for what exactly that meant. "Can't wait."

"You're going to have fun," Mina said slowly, looking over her shoulder at you. "I promise."

And she was right, the show was a blast. You had never experienced a live concert like Monsta X's before. The energy of the crowed literally radiated through your body. You were right that you had heard some of their music before and sang along to all of the songs you knew. Being lost in the crowd that was all feeling the same electricity was incredible. It's like you were one giant, synchronous being.

After the show, you were a bit flustered from all the activity, nearly forgetting you had a chance to meet the idols before leaving (yes, you did break down and ask Mina what exactly a high touch was). Allowing her to once again navigate you to where you needed to be, it wasn't long before you were thrust in front of the very men you had been howling at only minutes before.

Pushing you in front of her, Mina pointed to the first member facing your way for the high touch. "That's Hyungwon."

Assessing him, you could easily see why he was her favorite. Handsome was an understatement, this man was ethereal. "Yeeaah he is."

"Y/N," your friend giggled, giving you a slight push. Taking the few steps forward, you slapped your hand in his for a high five. The moment lasted only seconds but there was a bit of a rush to meeting a celebrity.

Next came a tall, tan, and buff member you would later learn was Shownu.

After, you locked eyes with the third member, remembering him as one of the vibrant mood makers of the group. He had been incredible on stage.

As your hand skid across his, you shot back with a gasp.

"Yah!" the member shouted, hopping backwards as well. His focus ricocheted from his palm to yours, mouth completely agape. Looking down in fascination, colors began to wrap around his wrist and trickle down his arm.

Shocked by what was happening, you glanced down at your own arm as well, getting lost in the cloud-like imagery blossoming across your skin.

Gasps erupted around you by both spectators and other Monsta X members. You couldn't help but feel like you did something wrong. Like you weren't allowed to have someone so interesting and good looking as a soulmate.

This simply could not be possible.

"Hey!" Jooheon yelled, bringing your attention back to him. He wasn't talking to you, but shouting at a staff member while aggressively waving them over. "Yo!"

Snapping out of it a bit, you took another step back, only to be slightly held up by Mina behind you. This was sensory overload to the nth degree.

"Y/N," she hissed, her own eyes darting across the scene. "Did...did you just sync up with Jooheon? Is he your soulmate?"

Jooheon. You had never heard his name before, but it just sounded right.

"I...I think so," you managed, not entirely believing what was happening.

A staff member had finally appeared, listening to Jooheon as he rapid-fired the situation to his manager. Occasionally shooting looks of surprise your way, he didn't stop talking until they had both sidled up to you.

"We're stepping away from the high touch," his manager explained, taking you by the elbow and guiding you towards an adjacent hallway. "The fan meet will continue without Joohoney."

"That's not fair," you said slowly, shaking your head. Glancing to the man you assumed you were tied to for life now, you heaved a sigh. "Your fans have waited so long for you."

Looking helplessly back and forth between you and his manager, Jooheon croaked. "But you're my soulmate."

"I'm not saying I'm going to disappear," you smiled reassuringly. "I'll just wait until you're done. I've waited this long."

Giving a curt nod, Jooheon's eyes searched your face for a moment. His lips pulled into a slow smile before he reached up, giving your nose a boop. Immediately, his manager's jaw dropped, presumably as color stretched across the middle of your face.

Pleased with himself, Jooheon turned on his heel and took up his spot behind the table again. Maintaining eye contact with you, he offered a dazzling smile.

"Alright," his manager breathed out on a sigh. "Let's get you backstage, shall we?"

.

Lost in your phone, trying to explain what was going on to the friend you had abandoned, you almost didn't notice him walk in.

Hearing the quiet click of the door closing, your head immediately snapped up to see Jooheon leaning against the entrance. His expression was full of hope, with a fringe of excitement. You could tell he was trying to reign in his enthusiasm. Judging by how hard he went on the stage; he seemed like a very reactive person. This quiet and careful side of him wasn't something you had really expected.

You supposed you had a lot to learn.

Crossing the room slowly, he took a seat on the coffee table in front of the couch you were sitting on. He bracketed your knees with his, creating an intimate space between the two of you.

Without hesitation, he took your hands gently between his, a light purple color already blooming from your fingertips. "Y/N, right?"

You barely remembered telling his manager your name, so he likely got passed the information.

"That's me."

"My soulmate."

You nodded weakly, looking from your joined hands and back up to his face. He smiled again before lifting your fingers to his mouth and kissing each tip in turn. As he did, it was like dropping food coloring into a glass of water. Different hues clouded out of your joints and went swirling around your skin. It was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen.

Glancing up, you were immediately struck by the bright blue peppering Jooheon's mouth like ink blots. Slowly the color started to fade as your skin had lost contact with his mouth, but you still felt mesmerized by the whole experience.

"You're so beautiful," you said quietly, your eyes locking on his.

He gave you a close-lipped smile before tilting his head. Narrowing his eyes, he lifted his arm, and traced a small line on your cheekbone. You didn't have to see the result yourself to know that the visual had just as much of an effect on him as it did you.

"This is beautiful," he finally responded, dropping his hands to gather yours again. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of it."

"Me either," you breathed.

"I guess it gives me an excuse to hold your hand," he grinned, his eyes disappearing as it grew.

"You didn't need an excuse in the first place!" you laughed. "You're my soulmate now. You can hold my hand whenever you want."

"My soulmate," he whispered again. Each time he had voiced the words, there was a constant undertone of wonder.

"I don't think I'll get tired of hearing you say that," you chuckled, sure a blush was blazing across your face.

Jooheon furrowed his brows in thought. "Did you come to the show today as a fan? Was I your favorite?"

You coughed out a surprised laugh.

"It would be really awkward if you had a different favorite. If it was someone else, don't tell me who...

Okay, who was it?"

You continued to laugh as you shook your head. "I was only ever a casual fan. My friend had tickets and insisted I tag along. I promise I will be a Monbebe going forward, and you will always be my favorite."

"Damn right," he muttered. "And stay away from Minhyuk. He's more charming than I'd ever admit to him, and I don't want you getting caught in his cute little clutches."

"I will remain unshaken in my loyalty," you affirmed with a smirk. Plus, you had no idea who Minhyuk was, so that helped.

It was crazy to think of. If Mina didn't bring you here today, would you have ever discovered that Jooheon existed? Let alone that he was your soulmate?

You didn't want to think too hard on it. The universe worked in mysterious ways that you didn't expect to ever be privy to.

"So..." you hummed, glancing at Jooheon through your lashes. "What now?"

"Everything," he grinned, squeezing your hand. "We only have forever to figure out what happens next."

[jadededge]

Double Trouble || Jookyun - Ch.3

Pairing: JooKyun x Reader

Genre: AU, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Jooheon and Changkyun are an inseparable duo. They do everything together, and dating was no exception. You see them all the time and silently pine but eventually meet them and things progress from there.

Basically reader and her two boyfriends. Smut. Fluff.

Wattpad | AO3    (will likely always update these 2 places first)  

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You look between the pair of them. "Not uncomfortable. But I am feeling hunted." You raise a brow at Honey and set your glass on the table.

"Ah, you think you haven't already been caught." Changkyun says tipping his glass in your direction then taking another sip.

You gulp. Loud. You're certain they can hear it. They're taunting you. They know they've got you right where they want. Now the duo is just toying with you.

Jooheon is still running his thumb across your shoulder. Being sure to ever so lightly brush against the strap of your dress. You're not wondering if he won't slide it right down. He leans over to whisper in your ear, "do you want to continue playing with us?"

"Yes." You startle yourself with how quick you respond.

Jooheon leans over and places a gentle kiss on your neck, just below your ear. You purr from his touch and you can feel his smile through your skin. With your face heating up, you can't help but close your eyes and tilt your head back to give him more access.

He pulls back to look at you. "Mmm, baby's feeling good already."

"And we haven't even gotten started yet." Changkyun says standing and extending his hand towards you. "Come here, Princess."

You instantly obey. What wouldn't I do for these two? You ask yourself. It's a scary thought, but a piece of you feels at home here. As Changkyun holds your hand, he pulls you close, hovering his lips just above yours. He moves at an achingly slow pace. It makes you feel needy but you suppress your urge to whine.

"Will you be good for us?" His breath feathers your lips. "Because we're going to treat you so well."

Just as you were about to cave and beg, he presses a soft kiss to your lips. With one hand on your waist, he takes the other and snakes it around the side of your neck. This eggs you on. You moan, taking your tongue and licking his bottom lip, biting it slightly.

It shocks Changkyun a little, he pulls back and smiles. "Hyung, I think we've got a biter."

"Do we?" Jooheon comes up to you both and turns you his direction. Changkyun keeps his hand on your waist while Jooheon grabs your face gently and kisses you. Kissing him was better than you imagined. His lips were soft and pouty. And if you thought they felt good on your neck, it was nothing to how they felt against your lips, consuming every bit of your taste.

"You know, Changkyunnie likes to bite too." Jooheon continues.

As soon as the words leave his mouth, you feel a small lick and bite to the top of your back. You melt instantly, letting out another moan. Changkyun is pressing further into your back and you can feel how excited he is. God I won't survive tonight.

"What a lovely sound. I wonder..." Jooheon says in a low tone.

Breathlessly you ask, "Wonder what?" It was a trap, you knew it but you couldn't resist.

"What else we can do to get you to make sounds?" Changkyun says kissing his way up the back of your neck.

Jooheon's hand wanders down your front. From your neck, down the center of your chest, to valley of your breasts. His eyes following the motion. "Honey please." You practically beg.

"Please what?" He asks looking up into your eyes.

Changkyun's hands are now resting on your stomach while he leans in by your ear, "Tell us what you want?"

"Both of you. Everything. Please." You lay it all out for them. With their hands and mouths all over you, it was driving you crazy. In this moment, you surrendered completely. You throw your hands around Honey's neck locking them together and move to kiss himself yourself.

He lets out a delighted groan and returns your fervor. With Changkyun skimming his hands up your thighs to the hem of your dress, you feel like your legs will give out. Never had you felt such bliss. Being sandwiched between their two very different but hard bodies was Heaven. Everything after happened in a blur.

In a flurry of movements you all ended up back on the couch. Honey sits down and Changkyun turns you and lays you with your head in Jooheon's lap. Looking up at him with doe eyes, you bit your lip. "Fuck. Okay baby, Changkyunnie is going to eat that sweet pussy and then we're taking you home and fucking you senseless." You gasp at his bluntness.

"Yes."

Honey moves to palm your breast. His simple touch drives you insane as you arch your back slightly. Changkyun is kneeling between your legs skimming his hands up to your thighs, slowly pushing the hem of your dress up.

"Fuck. You two are driving me crazy." You admit. You reach out to place your hands on Changkyun's arms. He's moving too slow again.

Changkyun pauses his movements and you whine.

Jooheon lightly tugs your hair forcing you to look up at him. "Hey. I thought you said you'd be a good girl? Don't be a brat."

You pout. "I'm sorry Honey. I'll be good."

Changkyun moves your dress up your thighs, revealing your sheer black thong to him. He lets out a shaky breath as he moves closer to your heat. You grow self-conscious and blush profusely. When you move to a cover your face with you arms, Honey stops you.

"Don't. I need you baby. But you have to be good." He guides your hands above your head. "Leave them there and don't move them."

You bite your lip and nod. Changkyun then pulls your underwear down your legs, capturing your attention once again. Once off, he leans back to place them in his pocket. You hear Jooheon chuckle a little but don't take your eyes from Changkyun.

"Good girl. Keep your eyes on me." He praises. He then lowers himself down and licks a stripe up your center. You shudder, letting out a groan.

"Fuck." Jooheon says. "I knew you could make more pretty sounds." Running his hand over your hair.

You're already a moaning mess when he dives in again. He licks your clit slowly, then begins to suck. You lose your mind, arching your back while moaning loudly.

"Changkyunnie's making you feel good, huh baby?" Jooheon coos at you.

"Mmm, fuck, yes he is." You answer him.

Changkyun inserts his fingers into you and starts working you in sync with his tongue. You won't last long if he keeps at it like this. You're beginning to falter.

Honey takes this opportunity to start rolling your nipples between his fingers over the thin material of your dress, uttering soft praises to you. You fall even further.

You want to grab onto Changkyunnie's hair to ground you to something but you're afraid of what the consequences will be. Leaving you without much time to think, Changkyun pulls back to look at you still working his fingers in and out. "You look so pretty like this Princess. All fucked out, dying to come." He licks his lips.

Looking pure as sin, you lock into his gaze completely. He smirks at you and curls his fingers upwards, touching that spot. You throw your head back and scream his name. A few more times he does this and returns his mouth to your clit. I can't take anymore. "I'm so close."

"Cum for us baby." Jooheon commands. And you let go completely. All the pent up tension, teasing, months of fantasizing, everything comes out.

Changkyun is sure to lap up every bit of your release before sitting up to look at you. As you begin to come down you look at him once again. His level gaze has a sparkle in it. He knows he owns me. I am fucked.

He moves forward, never wavering, and kisses you so passionately. You taste yourself and it's the hottest thing ever. He gently helps you up so you're no longer laying in Honey's lap.

"Hey, don't forget me." Jooheon pouts.

You giggle at his cuteness. "Never." You kiss him gently.

"Mmm, delicious." He says gently, smiling.

You blush instantly.

"So cute." Changkyun says, smoothing his hand over your hair. He leans in a little and says, "now let's go home. It's hyung's turn."

You're in for a even longer night. "Can I at least have my underwear back?"

"No." They say at the same time.

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Includes- oral, pussy eating, cum eating, teasing, missionary, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Jooheon POV

I finish up my solo part of the concert, my eyes moving to my girlfriend right in the front row

She knew I was doing solo songs and she wanted to watch me on stage instead of on the backstage monitors

Well is she in for a surprise

Reaching up, I pull the neckline of my tank top, ripping it down the middle, toss the shreds of it to the side

Screaming ensues from the fans but my eyes are on her

She's adorable with her mouth open, complete shock in her eyes

I see her mouth "fuck", making me smirk

Just the reaction I wanted

I tilt my head in the direction of backstage and she nods

Walking off the stage, I hurry to the dressing room where the guards are going to bring her

"Joo", she squeals as soon as she's in the room

I immediately go to her, grabbing her arm and leading her out of the room, right into another

Closing the door, I push her against it, kissing her hard

Her arms fly around my neck, her tongue in my mouth, both of us moaning

Fuck, I want her so bad

I always do

But just seeing her in the crowd, knowing she's watching me, god it turned me on, made me so hard

I press against her, rubbing my cock against her clothed pussy

"Fuck Joo", she moans, her lips moving to my neck, her hands moving around me, touching my back

Her kisses trail down to my chest, her hands following on my back, her fingers leaving fire on my skin

I watch her go down, kissing my abs then all over my new tattoo

"God Joo", she says as she peppers kisses all over me, "That shirt ripping thing was so fucking hot"

"I...I did it for you baby. Because you were watching"

"I'm glad you did baby", she whimpers

"I need you", I tell her

"But the concert-"

"Changkyun's gonna perform then Kihyun. I have time", I answer

Taking her hand I lead her away from the door

Sitting on the couch, I pull her on my lap so she's straddling me and I kiss her, touching her body all over

She kisses me back fiercely, her hands in my hair pulling

I need her fucking right now

Pulling her shirt over her head I see the lacy red bra she has on that barely covers her huge tits

"It's just for you Joo. It's new", she whispers in my ear and I get more turned on

She leans to me, her lips against my neck, pressing kisses all over, her hands squeezing my biceps

"Fuck Joo, you're so beautiful", she says

Sometimes I still can't believe she says things like this about me

I can't believe she looks at me like I'm the hottest thing in the world

I pull the front of her bra down so her nipple pops out, wrapping my lips around it and use my tongue to lick it and suck on it

Her reaction is intense

She shivers, her back arching and she's moaning loudly

As I suck on her, I undo her bra, throwing it across the room and pinching her other nipple

She moans, rubbing her clothed cunt against me, my cock hard in my jeans

"Take the rest of your clothes off ", I tell her

She stands stripping her jeans as I get mine and my boxers off too

Looking up, I gape at the matching red lace panties that barely cover anything

And anything that is covered I can still see because the panties are see through

Fuck me

She has this on for me

"Come here. Now", I growl

As sexy as it is, I rip it off her when she gets to me, the tearing sound so satisfying

God, I want her pussy in my mouth

Kneeling down, I open her legs and she's so wet, it's running down her thighs

I do this to her and it makes me smirk

"Baby's so wet already"

"Joo", she whines

"Shh baby, I'm gonna eat your cunt so fucking good"

I bury my tongue in her pussy, her scream so fucking pretty

She moans louder as I keep licking her and I know she's getting ready

Then I do what I know she's not gonna like

I stop

"Wha..wha?", she demands

I kiss her inner thigh as I say, "You can't cum yet baby. That's so fast. You have to wait a little"

"Seriously?", she groans

"Yeah but just think at how much better it'll be when you do.", I say smirking

"Jooheon-", she starts but I cut her off by sucking on her clit and she moans, her knees buckling

Holding her up, I start to work her up again, her juice all over my face and running down my neck, but again right before she orgasms, I stop

"Lee, Jooheon!", she yells

"Come on baby, it's fun to tease"

"For who?", she whines

I'm not doing this just for her

I know that when she finally goes, she's gonna cum so much and I want it all

I love the taste of her cum and I want as much as I can get

I tease her again, licking until she's ready then stop

She whines

I stare at her pussy and honestly I'm drooling

She's so wet and her clit is so swollen from me sucking on it and not letting her cum

I flick her clit with my tongue

"Do you want it?", I ask

"Yes!", she cries

"Look at me", I say, then flick her again

She looks down at me

"You like seeing my tongue on you?", I ask flicking her again

She nods

"You like seeing me lick your clit, like this?"

Then I lick her again

She moans and nods

"What about when I suck on it like this. You like that?"

Sucking her into my mouth, I suck hard and fast

"Yes Joo, yes! I love it. Your tongue.. you're mouth....god...it's amazing. It feels so good"

"Does my girl want to cum?", I ask

"Yes! Yes, please yes!", she yells

"Where do you want to cum? Tell me and I'll let you"

"In your mouth, on your tongue Joo!", she begs

"Ok baby. But I want you to cum hard for me ok?"

"Yes! Yes!", she screams

I latch on to her clit and lick her as fast as I can

Almost immediately she cums, all over my tongue, screaming my name

I move back for a second and see her cum slide down her leg

I lick it off her then stick my tongue inside her pussy

Immediately her pussy pulls and clenches my tongue and I moan from the taste and pleasure

I fuck my tongue in her throbbing hole a few times before she cums again, this time coating my tongue and it tastes fucking incredible

Guess I teased her too much

Standing up, I maneuver her and gently push her on the couch

I want to be in her

Now

"Gonna fuck you", I whisper and she nods, pulling me on top of her

Crashing my lips to hers, I grab her hips and pull her towards me, thrusting inside when my cock touches her pussy

Instantly my cock is drenched with her wetness and I pound into her tight wet cunt hard

Fast

Right into her spot that I can now find in a second

"Baby, you feel so good", she moans

She feels so amazing, so tight, so warm and so very wet, opening perfectly around me

Pleasure runs over me as she tightens on my cock making it so tight to move into and I thrust in harder

"Fuck, I love your pussy baby", I tell her, kissing her pretty neck, soft moans coming from her, "Cum for me baby"

She's close, just a few more thrusts

"Jooheon! Oh god", she cries, coming on my cock, the pleasure so fucking good

"Yes baby, good girl", I groan, fucking her through her orgasm

When she finishes she pushes me back, "Wanna ride you"

"Yeah baby"

I'll never turn down her riding me

Never

Climbing on me, she holds my cock up and immediately bottoms me out in one stroke both of us yelling in bliss

"Oh god baby", I moan, feeling her cunt throbbing hard

Immediately she leans back and starts moving, bouncing on me

I watch, mesmerized, as she goes all the way to the tip of my cock, then slowly slides down, clenching me, her legs spreading wider and wider the lower she goes

Then she hits the bottom, all of my length, then starts to slide back up and doing it all over again

It feels incredible

I keep watching her move, watching sweat run down her body and just feeling everything she's doing to me

"I love you Joo", she moans, softly

"I love you Jo", I answer back and she smiles as she moves on me

Stunning

She's stunning and I Iove her so much

She slides down my shaft again, all the way to the bottom, hitting her spot making her cry out loud, her head tilting back, her eyes closed

God I love watching her

This next time she comes down, I move my hips up, meeting her, hitting right where she wants it

"Yes Joo, again baby", she whimper

"Anything for you baby", I whisper

We keep moving together, a little harder every time the pleasure so fucking intense

I feel myself getting closer and I know she is too

"Gonna cum Joo?", she asks, smirking

I nod, "You are too. I know my pussy and my pussy is almost there"

"Yes baby"

"Good girl. Make me cum jagi", I demand

Her hands move to my abs, right on top of my tattoo, both of us fucking the life from each other

Her cunt squeezes the life from my cock, screaming my name as she cums, "Jooheon!"

As soon as she orgasms, I do, ecstasy blinding me as I empty inside her, "Baby, fuck, baby"

She keeps riding me until we both finish, then her bouncing slows down

I sit up on my elbow, my other arm wrapping around her, pulling her to me

She buries her face in my neck as I lay down, holding her in my arms

"I love you so much aegi", I tell her

I have never loved anything as much as I love her

I'm so fucking happy that she finally noticed me and she came to me on her own to tell me how she feels

She loves me

I was so scared to believe it, even after she kept telling me but she showed me every day since we've been together that she does love me as much as she says she does

She's all I need

"I love you baby", she says softly, cuddling into me

I want to stay here forever but I can't

I have to finish the concert

"Aegi", I start as she lifts her head, nodding

She presses a soft kiss to my lips, then gets up, taking my hand and pulling me up

"I'm letting you go to your fans now but tonight you're all mine", she says

I nod, "Always jagi. Always"

She nods, picking up my boxers and pants, handing it to me

After we get dressed, I pull her to me in another kiss

I know as soon as we leave, I'm going to be ushered into make up, hair and the next performance outfit

I just want to kiss her before that

She kisses me too and I can feel her love in it

I let it wash over me, filling me, and I hope she can feel mine

When the kiss is over, she smiles, "I love you"

"I love you Jo. So much

Taking my hand, she leads me out of the room so I can finish the concert, take her home and cuddle her all night

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Jooheon x Reader - Soaked In My Scent

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Skin morning dew, you trace the peak of his cheekbone with the pad of your thumb. It's soft, faultlessly soft under your touch, and endearingly damp. The glistening sheen of sweat builds across his skin, warmth budding in his cheeks. There's a quiet gulp. You trace the contours of his face, the curves leading you to his jaw. A smirk, and you lift his face by the chin to meet your gaze. His eyebrows twitch, caught between pleading and daring you to do more to him. You laugh, softly, thumb stroking down across his lips.

Gaze held, you slip your thumb past the plush of his lips, catching him off-guard. Jooheon's eyes shoot wide, before contently falling closed as he hollows his cheeks around your thumb.

"Good." You murmur, leaning towards the expanse of his neck.

You hear a staggered inhale as you press your lips below his ear; a hand reaches to anchor its grip on your back, fingers white-knuckled in the fabric of your shirt. Peppering small kisses down towards his throat, you feel his meager attempts to grind his hips against you. Cute, pitiful. You place an open-mouthed kiss, sucking gently at the skin. His grip tightens in anticipation. The bitter feeling of alcohol hits your tongue, shadowed by musk; his cologne. In a brief moment of pause, you allow yourself to fill your lungs with his scent, small touches of citrus laid upon the dizzying meld of warm woods and him.

Teeth bite onto his skin, as you pull the blood from his veins to bruise the surface. He winces as you suck on the tender patch of mottled flesh, air pulled through his teeth as he forgets your thumb. Refusing to let up, you feel his hands begin to quiver, breath hitching. He's fighting himself on tapping out, sharp pain radiating across his chest. Panting growing faster, you wait patiently for the moment his fingers lift to tap before letting go. His body slumps, knees borderline buckling. A whimper.

Soothing the tender skin, you lap over the mark a final time before shifting lower, trailing kisses to the base of his throat. You slide a hand under the cotton of his shirt, stroking across his abdomen. His skin is burning under your touch, chest on the verge of heaving. Curses begin dripping from his lips thick with breath, air growing heavy, suffocating. Reaching higher, you squeeze at the swell of his pecs, thumb brushing over his nipple. It buds under your touch. Fingertips pad into his flesh, desperately grabbing at his chest, an appreciation of his efforts. He lets out a quiet moan before darting to yank his shirt off. Hands still trembling, his fingers struggle with the hem for a moment before he leans back, pulling the fabric over his head. It lands on the floor with a muffled thud, unseen.

He stills for a moment, standing motionless and newly shirtless, and unsure his next move. You watch for a moment, straightening your posture, a fond smile on your lips. A mercy, you let him outrun his thoughts, taking the lead, guiding him. Hands settle on his hips, pulling him closer; he smiles. You stroke your hands up his sides, gaze rested on his chest, and reach to push his pecs together. The lax muscle yields, plush flesh squeezed against itself. You smile to yourself, thumbs grazing over his nipples playfully.

"Ya..." He sighs, rolling his eyes. He throws his head back, hiding the fondness painting his cheeks.

Deadpan, you demand his attention back, rolling the perked bud of his nipples between fingers. You pinch hard, drawing small cries from him - a-a-ah. Looking up, you catch his gaze, holding it relentlessly.

His eyes are darkened, hooded by eyelids lulled too low, pupils bleary, unfocused. Reddened skin spreads from his cheeks to his temples, face flushed and dewy. Jaw loose, his lips hang parted, bottom lip marred with teeth marks and spit. Barely touched and he already looks fucked out - there's something ethereal about it. The lightest touches sending blood gushing in torrents to his cheeks, his chest. His skin blushes with the delicacy of oil paintings, caring hand of an artist placing each elevated blossom of colour with intent, and something in you wants to ruin that, to devour him. To leave him sweating, tear-tracks down the painstakingly painted blush on his cheeks, throat raw and dry from desperate gasps for air. To rip apart the canvas and witness what hides underneath.

Your breath catches in your throat.

Hooking a finger through his beltloop, a leash, you turn to scout the room. You begin dragging him towards the back of a sofa, charcoal fabric ridged and painfully modern. It's a cold, unwelcoming piece of furniture, a harsh contrast to the beaming warmth of the man at the end of your hold.

You turn to face Jooheon, waiting silently for you to guide him. There's a floor lamp beside the sofa, sleek metal towering around six foot, yellowed bulb emitting a soft glow; it catches on the glossed skin of his lips, sparkling. Your ears fill with the sound of your own pulse, lunging forward to capture his lips between yours. You knead at his pouted lip with your teeth, soft nibbles as your fingers blindly begin undoing the button of his trousers. Zip pulled down, a tongue in your mouth. Sweat on your brow, spit down your chin. You moan into the kiss, pulling the denim down his thighs. He begins kicking it off, hands clasping the sides of your head. He holds you steady while he deepens the kiss, tongue ghosting past the back of your throat, feet fighting the trousers off.

Eyes drawn tightly shut, eyebrows knit, you stroke his hips in search of his waistband. Desperate, impatient, he tears them off himself, stepping out of them and returning his hands to your face in a blink. You laugh into the kiss; he smiles.

Stepping forward, you edge him towards the sofa back, his calves hitting the coarse fabric. A separation for air, you tell him to turn around, to bend over. He hears the thud as you drop to your knees behind him. You catch glimpse as his cock twitches, tip leaking; he flinches as it brushes against the sofa.

With practiced hands, you reach to grab palmfuls of his ass, rough as you knead at the flesh. Hips pushed out, he leans further forward with a whine, thighs tensed. Bruising grip, you spread him apart, letting the warmth of your breath graze his skin, his hole. A leg trembles.

Perhaps if you were a crueler person, you'd make him beg, make him cry out for you to touch him - teary eyed, sniffing hard as he sobs out a mantra of 'please'. As it stands, the growing heat buried deep inside you left no patience for toying. Leaning forward a starving man, you lap a length across his hole. His taste coats your tongue, floods your mouth, an honour to drown in. Tracing the rim, you circle the twitching muscle with tongue pointed.

Eyes closing, you lose yourself in pulling him apart, in unraveling him into a tangled pool of sobs and whines and tying him around your fingers. His back arches as you lap with intent, pressing flat against his hole. A hand snakes to hold the front of his hips, pulling him flush against your mouth. He makes attempt to grind his hips, to reach for more; you indulge him, pushing your tongue past his resistance. A soft sigh, relief, pleasure.

You feel him tight around you tongue, kitten licking his walls and stretching him side to side. His leg bounces up and down with each push, whining spilt from his lips.

You begin thrusting in earnest, tongue curling to the very tip with each movement. Shifting your shoulder, you move the hand from his hip to his aching cock. Fingers brush over the head and come away drenched in strings of precum. Slowly, you rub it between your fingertips, moaning into him. He's blushing scarlet, silently grateful you can't witness. Returning your hand to him, you stroke past the head, coating his length in his own fluids. Your palm glides slickly, languidly stroking.

His legs tense, pushing into your shoulders, in meager attempts to subdue his trembling. With your free hand, you push his hips back onto your face once more, burying yourself impossibly deeper. You lap into him with tongue flat, hole relaxed and worked enough to accommodate. Spit soaks your chin, leaking down to drip from his balls, obscenely wet noises as you fuck him on your face.

His whines shift into choked moans, breath catching every time your hand grazes over his tip, palm swirling, squeezing, before stroking back down once more. Hips rising, he lifts him onto his toes, feet tensed. You lift from your knees to keep your lips on him, cocking your head to reach deeper.

Hand and tongue you sync rhythms, pace steadily increasing. His face is buried in the rough plush of the sofa, muffling his cries and curses, knuckles white as he holds the edge; you make out fragments of 'fuck', 'please', broken by a loud, sharp inhale.

For a split second, his body freezes, hole tightening around your tongue.

Then everything cascades with a cry.

Legs shaking, he cums, spilling in violent waves over your hand and the sofa. High-pitched moans punctuates as he loses control over himself, knees buckling, arms holding himself up as his cum pools on the floor. Hand soaked, you softly stroke his sensitive cock, coating him in obscene amounts of fluids while moving your face from between his ass.

Spent, he slips to his knees, falling into arms you open to him. You both laugh breathlessly at the squelch as his knee hits that spot on the floor.

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Always on time - Chapter 17

Pairing: Jooheon x female OC

Genre: childhood friends to enemies, enemies to friends, friends to lovers, smut (later chapters), fluff, angst, slow burn, idol AU!

Warning: mentions of mental health issues, mentions of workaholic disorder, curse words

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Chapter 17

It was 10 in the morning on Sunday and Jooheon only wanted to sleep until noon. But a few knocks on his door prevented him from staying in bed.

Jooheon ignored them for a while thinking they were his neighbors inviting him to some weekend activity at the apartment complex. After a few minutes, the blows ended, but almost immediately his cell phone started vibrating. Jooheon squinted and saw it was Areum.

"Wrong number," Jooheon said, answering the call.

"Shut up and open the door," Areum said. "I need to talk to you".

"You’re the one who wants to leave me without a door?"

"Just open up, will you?"

"It’s Sunday and..."

"Did something happen with Julie yesterday?"

"Ah?" Jooheon said now more awake. "Did something happen with Julie? Wait, I’ll open..."

"Finally... God, you could have put some pants on".

"Ah... Arghh, just come in, will you?"

Jooheon went to put on pants while Areum sat in the living room. The girl passed the view around the apartment and realized that it was exactly what you would expect from a bachelor flat: minimalist, monochromatic and slightly messy.

"Well, better?" Jooheon said entering the room. "Now... do you want something to drink? I have no coffee, but water or..."

"I’m fine," Areum said. "I actually have to go finish some planning with Julie during lunch, so I need you to tell me what happened yesterday".

"Well... nothing. I mean, nothing bad," Jooheon replied. "I don’t understand why you’re here, did something happen?"

"Are you sure nothing happened?"

"I’m telling you it didn’t," Jooheon said, losing patience. "I mean… I guess she already told you about the club..."

"That they found a plan B for the fair and that a conversation with Mr. Jung is pending..."

"No. I mean… about Kang Dae-ssi".

Areum stared at Jooheon for a few seconds. Julie hadn’t told her about Kang-Dae.

"Don’t tell me you met him at the club".

"Not exactly, but seeing that Jules didn’t tell you, I don’t know if I should..."

"Spit it out, Jooheon-ah," Areum insisted, so Jooheon told her what they discovered yesterday of Mr. Jung’s double intent and Kang Dae’s almost intervention in the process.

"Shit... That guy really strives to be an idiot" Areum exploded after Jooheon’s story. "Five years of relationship and never understood that Julie hates nepotism. God, you have to be stubborn to think he’s doing her a favor... Well, then what happened?"

"Well, after that we drove back here," Jooheon continued. "Jules had a very intense conversation with Kang-Dae over the phone, so I think someone is tailing her. And probably Mr. Jung called him right away".

"Right… and what about the fair? Did something else happen there? Why did you guys were there all day?"

"Well, I tried to convince Jules to ride some attractions”.

“And she did?”

“No, only I rode," Jooheon replied.

"But... you hate heights," Areum said impressed. "Did you overcome your fear?"

"Nah... I thought that Jules would cheer up at some point, or at least pity me, but her mind was elsewhere" continued the rapper. "But because I insisted on it, we found the park".

"Well... and then?"

"Then... we returned to Seoul," Jooheon said. "Jules was very tired and began to apologize for making me miss my Saturday and that I would have a better time with other people and other types of nonsense. So in the end I just showed her something I had..."

"What was it?" Areum asked.

"Is it important?" Jooheon asked. He didn’t really want to go into detail about what he had told Jules in the car. It had been a very personal moment.

"I guess not" sighed Areum. "Well, thank you for telling me all this, Jooheon-ah. I have to go, but..."

"Jules is not well, right?" the rapper interrupted. "What that idiot did hit her really hard, right?"

"Something like that... yes" Areum said. "But just give her time".

"Is there anything I can do?" Jooheon asked.

"No, Jooheon-ah, better not and..."

"I could do something, like... I don’t know, buy you guys lunch or help them out at meetings or..."

"No" said Areum. "I don’t think it’s a good idea, not now".

"She’s also my friend, Areum-ah," Jooheon told her bluntly. "She was before you. I worry about her too".

"Yes, and you’ve cared a lot about her for the last eight years, of course".

"Excuse me?" at this point both were standing and the tension was in the air.

"Nothing, Jooheon-ah," Areum sighed. "I’m sorry, it wasn’t fair and it’s not my place. I just understand that you care about her, but I’m sorry to tell you that I don’t think you’re what Julie needs right now. All her emotions are in full bloom and I don’t want her to get hurt again".

"To be honest, Areum-ah, you can’t tell me what to do," Jooheon replied defiantly. "I know Jules and yes, we may have lost touch, but now that I’ve found her again I don’t intend to stand by and watch her go down".

"You never did," Areum said in a whisper, remembering how Jooheon was always the first to be by Julianne’s side when the girl was in trouble. "Jooheon-ah... do you think your current relationship with Julie is the same as before?"

"Don’t start with rhetorical questions, I have enough with..."

"When you saw her at the alumni meeting did she receive you as you expected?" Areum knew she was getting to close to a soft spot, but needed the rapper to understand that he should keep his distance. "Tell me, was it all smiles, jokes, and hugs you found?"

"What are you getting at?" Jooheon said annoyingly.

"Answer me" I said.

"You know well that was not the case" the rapper conceded. "She was... uncomfortable. Which is logical! We had not seen each other for many years and well... well..."

"Well, I have to burst your bubble, Jooheon-ah," Areum continued. "She didn’t want you there. She didn’t want you at the reunion or working with her in the gallery. At least not for the first few weeks. She was mad at you and, I admit, when she told me what was going on I saw it as stupid teenage grudges, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that when she saw you again she remembered how you hurt her".

"What are you talking about?" Jooheon said nervously. "When did I hurt her? I..."

"Then Julie came to her senses and their relationship improved, didn’t it?" Areum continued. "At last, everything was fine, and then you crossed the line... Which, again, I agree may not have been a big deal, but... you overstepped".

"And what is your point?" Jooheon asked.

"My point is, if you want to stay in Julie’s life, give her time and space," Areum said. "She has to overcome a difficult breakup and is in the middle of personal and professional reinvention, so give her time, okay?"

"I still don’t understand, Areum-ah... What did I do that was so bad that she didn’t even want to see my face a few months ago, and now I can’t even ask how she is?"

Areum thought for a few seconds what to answer. It wasn’t her story to tell, but she didn’t want to leave the boy in doubt.

"You left her alone, Jooheon-ah" she replied at last. "You left her alone without realizing how hopeful she was".

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Hours later, Jooheon was lying on his bed looking up at the ceiling. He kept going over everything Areum had told him and still didn’t understand.

"Let’s see, think, Jooheon" he said loudly. "Mmmm... no, I never left her alone, at least not when we were studying together. And, well, I don’t think he meant after debut... I mean, it was obvious I wasn’t gonna be able to be there forever, but that’s what Areum-ah was for, right? And it was not like I could ask for a day off to go home... I mean, I did, but I barely had time and Jules was in college and... Exactly, I’m innocent... right? And if I’m innocent, I don’t have to do what Areum-ah tells me, and if I don’t have to do what she tells me..."

"How much did you smoke, Jooheon-ah?" Minhyuk asked at the door of Jooheon’s room.

"AHHHHH, AH, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH, WHAT THE FUCK HYUNG!?!" Jooheon shouted when he heard Minhyuk’s voice.

At some point in his monologue, Jooheon had gotten out of bed and started walking around the room. He was so focused on his thoughts that he did not hear Minhyuk enter the apartment or say hello.

"I greeted... I even rang the bell, but as you did not open me, I entered alone," the singer replied as an explanation.

"You almost killed me," Jooheon sighed, regaining his composure.

"Sorry to interrupt your talk with the stars," Minhyuk said with a laugh. "I hope I have not interrupted an important conversation with your ancestors... You asked them for the next winning lottery number?"

"Ha ha ha ha... very funny. I did not expect your visit, hyung".

"I was around and decided to stop by... How are things going with Wonho-hyung?"

Jooheon gave him an update on Wonho’s comeback preparations and Minhyuk began to take out all the food and drinks he had brought.

"Mmmm, I see... and what about Julie-ssi? What’s new with her?"

Jooheon took a deep breath not knowing how or what to answer that question, but before he could say anything, Minhyuk stepped forward:

"Ahhh, it’s still complicated, I see"

"Ah, ah?"

"Don’t make that face, Jooheon-ah... I have eyes, you know?" Minhyuk said as she ate something. "It’s simple, you like her and she has a boyfriend... a tragic story".

"Don’t start, hyung," the rapper claimed. "I CARE about Jules, she was my best friend for years, and yes, I don’t like that boyfriend, but it’s not a tragic story".

"Or in other words, you’ve been in love with her for years and now you’re jealous of the Kang-whaterver-he’s-called... You break my heart, Jooheon-ah" Minhyuk bothered him.

"What’s wrong with you?" Jooheon insisted. "You know what? I won’t argue with you".

"The first step is always denial and..."

Jooheon threw a pillow at Minhyuk’s head and the singer burst out laughing.

At that moment, Jooheon’s cell phone began to ring and seeing who was calling, the rapper hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end he answered.

"Hello? Jules?"

"But look at thizzz, iz it not the ssstar rrrrapro of hiccup Entertaimmmm" said a voice across the line.

"Ju-Jules? Is that you?" Jooheon asked concerned.

"Buaah, pozzz obviuuus... whu elze werrr yu expektig, eh?" Julianne continued clearly drunk. "Ahhh, Areum izzz not with me and, hiccup..."

"Why are you so obsessed with Areum?" Jooheon asked exasperated. "Forget it, where are you? Are you alone?"

"Mmmmph... alone?... aaaaloone?... pfffzz, yeeeap, hiccup, I amm alooonnn... alone, lonelii, loneliuuuu"

"Where are you?"

"Hiccup... it’s your fault, Jooheon-ah," Julie said out of the blue.

"My fault? My fault?"

"Well... the Thingy, that ding... it’s your fault..."

"Jules, I need you to..."

"Are you happy?" she interrupted half a sentence. "Are you?... Because, I don’t know, Jooheon-ah, hiccup. I think I forgoht whuu I emm..."

"Jules, tell me where you are".

"What is it, Jooheon-ah?" Minhyuk asked in whispers as the conversation kept going and the girl seemed not to be on her right mind.

"Jules is drunk somewhere and..."

"I am Not Drrrunkkk!" Julianne shouted. “I am fainnn, fine, fiiiine, I am bibidi, babidi, boooo hahahahah theressss bubbleees. Bubbles in my fingerrrzz, you hav to see thizz Jooheon-ah…”

Jules' voice grew lower and lower until Jooheon heard only a hollow sound, like something fell.

"Jules? Jules?!" the rapper shouted.

"Hello? Are you a friend of this lady?"

Julianne apparently fell asleep at the bar and the bartender picked up the phone that Julie dropped (the dry noise) and gave Jooheon the address of where they were. It was not far from his apartment, so Jooheon told him that he would arrive in about 20 minutes and to please not give Julie any more liquor if she woke up at that time.

"Hyung, I…"

"Go save your Juliet, just remember that Romeo was an idiot and believed in by false news... if you want to know something, ask, Jooheon-ah".

*******

Twenty minutes later, Jooheon was parking in front of the bar. Upon entering, he saw that the place was almost empty, which was logical on a Sunday at almost 11 p.m. He went straight to the bar and saw that Julie was fast asleep. He picked up her things, paid the bill and carried her to his car.

He drove to Julianne’s apartment and when he parked the girl woke up a little.

"Jooheon-ah?" she asked half asleep. "What...?"

"We are in your house Jules" he replied. "Calm down, let me help you up".

Jooheon got her out of the car and confirmed that Julie was still drunk, so he took her upstairs. Everything was in order until they reached the door and Jooheon tried to get Julianne to give him the password for her digital lock.

"Jules, hey, Jules, what’s your door code?"

"Mmmm? My wuuut? Hahahaha, no, no... it’s a secret, shhhhh" Julie said as she laughed drunk.

"Jules, please," Jooheon begged, "we need to get in and..."

"No, no, noooooo... I can do it myself," Julie said, breaking out of Jooheon’s grip. "Luk, I can do it myzelf... Ah? Why doezn’t it work?"

The door lock emitted error sounds every time Julie tried to enter the key that she said was the right one.

"I don’t underztand... YUU" she continued pointing to Jooheon, "you changed my password, right?"

"Jules, please focus," Jooheon said. "Just... just type your password, okay? Just two seconds of concentration and you can go to sleep".

"But it doezn’t woooork, and I, I, I don’t understand why," she said. "It was you, wasn’t it? Like the time at the school gym... How did you know I still use the same passcode?"

"Are you still using the same code?"

"AHA!" shouted Julie. "I knew it was YU."

"Jules" started Jooheon in a low tone trying to get Julie away from the door, "come, calm down, everything is alright".

Jooheon did not believe that Julianne would still use the same passcode since high school, after all, he had given it to her. Anyway, Jooheon tried: 5-8-5-3-7, and the door opened.

Julie was almost asleep again, so the rapper had no choice but to go with her to the apartment and take her to her room.

"Mmmm, Jooheon-ah?" asked Julie half asleep as Jooheon lay her on the bed and took off her shoes. "What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be with Areum-ah?"

"My God," Jooheon sighed. "Why do you insist so much on Areum-ah? What got into your head, Julianne?"

Jooheon was losing patience.

"Well... You two are dating and no girl likes her boyfriend hanging out so late," Julie replied while she was sleeping.

"Excuse me?" jumped Jooheon as he ran by Julie’s bed. "Where did you get those ideas?"

"They’re not ideas... everyone knows," Julianne continued as she fell asleep. The girl was already reaching a state of deep sleep, so Jooheon had to get very close to hear the last thing she said: "I guess I’ll end up alone again, Jooheon-ah".

He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t even know all the details and Julie was too drunk, and now too asleep, to explain.

Jooheon saw the time on his cell and realized that it was almost midnight Julie would have to wake up in about five hours and both would return to the same routine as always...

No, not this time, Jooheon thought as he was leaving Julie’s room. She’s going to be angry, but I need to talk to her.

Jooheon fell asleep on the couch in the living room not before looking for Julie’s cell phone and putting it next to him. He also sent a message to Wonho and Areum to take care of whatever was necessary tomorrow morning.

The rapper knew that it was not the ideal situation, but it was the only plan he had.

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The following Monday, Julie woke up with the worst headache she had felt in years. Her throat was dry, and her head was spinning. The morning sun was hitting her in the eyes, so she turned around and went under the covers. The memories of the night before were coming back gradually, especially Areum telling her it was a bad idea to drink on a Sunday night because...

Hold on, Julie thought. Sunday night? And it’s morning already?!

Julianne sat suddenly on the bed and the movement made her feel even dizzier. It was Monday morning and because of the sun level, it had to be at least 8 a.m., which meant she had about 20 minutes to get to the office.

Despite feeling like she had been hit by a train, Julie got out of bed and left her room to go to the bathroom to wash her face but stopped after taking a few steps when she heard noises in the kitchen and smelled food.

She leaned against the wall and reached the kitchen only to find Jooheon with his hair pulled up in a mini bun and wearing her apron.

"Good morning, Jules" greeted the rapper as if the situation was completely normal. "Do you feel better? Here is water and some aspirin. Breakfast is almost ready and..."

"What the fuck are you doing here?" she cut it off. "How did you get in?"

"Well, you may not remember, but..."

"Forget it, I don’t have time" she cut him again. Jooheon was getting tired her not letting him talk. "I have to go, and you too, we have meetings in a half hour"

"I cancelled the meetings," Jooheon said without much explanation. "Now come to have breakfast and try not to vomit anything, will you?"

"You did what?" Julie asked without understanding. "Are you crazy? We can’t... you can’t…"

"Areum and Wonho will take care of everything," he explained. "I told them you were in bad shape, which is true and was true even more last night, and they’re both gonna cover for us. I didn’t tell them you were completely drunk, so calm down."

"I wasn’t drunk," Julianne defended herself.

"Ah, no?" Jooheon said sarcastically. "Why don’t you go see your face first, Jules? Then we can decide if you were drunk or not. Now go wash your hands before it gets cold".

Julie had too much of a headache to argue or even fully understand what Jooheon was doing in her apartment, so she just did what Jooheon told her and went to wash her hands. Looking in the mirror, she realized her face was a mess and she almost died of shame. She decided then not to bring up what happened last night. Julie had very vague memories and really didn’t want to know how ridiculous she’d been the night before.

She returned to the kitchen and took the aspirin that Jooheon had offered earlier. Both began to eat quietly and gradually Julie began to feel better. She expected the silence to stay even longer, she didn’t want explanations anymore because she knew that to ask for them, she would also have to give them. Of course, Jooheon had other plans.

"Better?" asked the rapper when they both finished eating. "Here, I made coffee".

Julie accepted the cup without saying much more and began to drink quietly.

"Are you better now?" the rapper insisted. "Yesterday you scared me, Jules".

"I’m better now," she said looking into his eyes. "Thank you for breakfast and sorry for whatever I did or said yesterday, it won’t happen again".

Jooheon looked at her for a few seconds and shook his head.

"No, Jules, not this time," he said. "I know you don’t want to, but we need to talk".

"Look, Jooheon-ssi, I really don’t want..."

"Where did you get the idea that Areum and I were dating?" the rapper asked directly. He’d been thinking all night about how to bring it up, and he’d realized that with Jules he was always out on a limb. Jooheon was a direct person, if he wanted to know something, he asked, but with Julie, he seemed to always be walking on eggshells. No more.

"I don’t know what..."

"You told me yesterday and spent the last two days acting very strange and with very idiotic comments about it," Jooheon told her. "I’m not that stupid, you know? And that’s okay, you don’t have to tell me where you got that idea but listen to me: Areum and I are not together, we are not dating and I have no interest in that happening. She’s my friend, but nothing more".

Julie was silent for a few seconds watching Jooheon. She knew that the rapper was telling the truth, and now she saw that, in effect, the idea was quite ridiculous; both got along well, but Jooheon was not Areum’s type and she would never try anything with him after what Julie had told her in recent months.

Well, I’m stupid, I accept it, Julie thought before talking.

"Well, yeah, it was a stupid idea, but you have to know that the whole building thinks you’re dating," Julie said. "I don’t know what stupid thing you did, but now you’re the company’s latest gossip".

"I know," said Jooheon. "I called Areum a few hours ago and she yelled at me so loud, she almost left me without an eardrum. She is already taking care of everything, so calm down".

"Well..." said Julie. "Then..."

"So, since we made that clear," Jooheon continued without giving Julie time to evade him once more, "can you explain how you ended up drinking alone in a bar at midnight on a Sunday?"

"It was just a bad decision, it’s nothing important, Jooheon-ssi".

"A few hours ago I was 'Jooheon-ah', but I guess as you are sober now you forgot that we are friends" said the rapper with a lot of resentment. "Or maybe we’re not... Tell me, Jules, do I still treat you like a friend, do I keep trying, or do I forget everything and treat you like one more person with a batch of staff?"

Julie didn’t respond. She thought the answer would come easy, but she didn’t want to make decisions she could regret later.

"Tell me, because I don’t know what you want from me anymore," Jooheon continued. "I know things aren’t going to be like they were years ago, for starters, neither of us is the same as we were years ago, but at least I’m trying. But I’m getting tired, Jules, because when I feel like I’ve taken two steps forward, something happens and I’m back to square one... And yes, I’m an idiot, I don’t think before I talk and I get involved in things I shouldn’t, but do you really not realize that I do it because I care? Do you think if I didn’t worry about you I’d mind your business?"

"Look, I don’t know if we should have this conversation now, Jooheon-... ah," Julie said, getting up from the table and turning to go to the bathroom. "I have to..."

"Wait," said Jooheon holding Julie’s hand. "Wait... Look, Jules, I know you’re not... that maybe it’s not the best time and the last thing I want is to be one more burden. I’m telling you, I’m not going to... I don’t want to make your life harder, I just want to help you... I want you to feel better, but... but I can’t do it if you don’t let me".

Jooheon no longer held Julie’s hand so tightly, so if she wanted to, she could easily let go. But Julianne wasn’t sure about what she wanted anymore.

"If you tell me to walk away, I will, I swear," Jooheon continued, releasing Julianne’s hand. "But if not, or even if you are not sure, I’ll stay here, I will not go anywhere. I will not leave you alone, Jules, today, at last, I can promise you that I will not leave you alone... unless you ask me to".

Julie was two seconds away from crying. Her head was still spinning and she felt she was getting sick in her stomach. The conversation took a dramatic turn that neither of them expected, but for which Julie was especially unprepared.

The girl took a deep breath as she stared at the floor and tried to hold back the tears. When she felt ready, she looked up and saw Jooheon in the face:

"It’s 9 a.m., right?" Julie asked.

"Right"

"Well... since you canceled my meetings, I have more time today," she continued. "I need to shower and change first, and so do you. Do you think you can be back here in about... an hour?"

"Ehhh, yes, I think so, but... I don’t understand," Jooheon said confused.

"I need you to take me somewhere... We still have to find an alternative for the club," she explained. "The trip is one hour away and one hour back. I scheduled a meeting with the owners at 1 p.m., if we leave here by 10 a.m., we could get there before noon. Unless you have other responsibilities for today..."

"Emmm, no, but..."

"I can’t give you a definitive answer today, Jooheon-ah," Julie said. "I don’t... I don’t know what I need right now, but... but I need time and... and I..."

Julie couldn’t continue, she didn’t know what to say.

“I’ll take that” Jooheon said suddenly. “For now, I’ll just take that, Jules. And it’s okay, just… Just don’t push me away that harshly until you’ve made up your mind, okay?”

“Yeah… fair enough”.

“Okay, so… see you in an hour?”

“Yeah… see you in an hour… Jooheon-ah”

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Sledding

Summary: Sledding at a lodge together.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,668

Jooheon X Reader

Not Requested

Prompt: 7. “After sledding, do you want to have hot cocoa at the lodge?” 

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You're sitting beside Jooheon with your legs on his lap when he asks, “What if we stay at the tubing lodge and go sledding this weekend?” You grin, “That sounds fun.” He pulls your legs higher onto his lap, “Good, 'cause I already booked the tickets.” You cackle, “Joo!” He smiles, “I knew you'd like it.” You sigh but smile as you say, “You’re right, I’m excited.” You lean your head on his shoulder, “So, where is this lodge?” He smiles, “Just an hour away.” You nod, “Okay. We’ll have to pack.” He agrees, and when it starts growing later into the night, you both make your travel bags for the trip. 

He lets you control the aux on your way up. He turns up the volume as you play songs to gear you both up. Since you couldn’t check in until 3 pm, you both went to a breakfast place. You happily eat a late breakfast at a diner. He clinks your orange juices together. And he grins, “So, how many hills do you think we can sled today?” You smile, “As many as possible.” He grabs your hand to hold while you’re eating and rubs his thumb along the back of your hand. You smile as you eat another bite and squeeze his hand in yours. 

After a filling breakfast, you both get in the car, and he drives the short distance to the lodge. You grab your bags and head to the front desk. They successfully check you in and give you both keycards, telling you about the complimentary breakfast they serve. You thank them, and in the elevator, you both plan to go tomorrow morning. You both check the hotel room before putting your stuff away. You both hurry to get suited up in your scarves, two layers of coats, and snow pants. Topping it off with mittens, hats, and snow boots, you head back down the elevator into the lobby.

When you come back down, the person at the front desk goes, “Oh, I forgot to mention, we also give out four complimentary hot cocoas per day.” You both grin and nod at each other, making mental plans. But before you can voice them, you find the stand to rent your sleds at, and you say, “Hourly rate isn’t bad, a buck per hour?” He agrees, and you ask, “Three hours?” He checks his watch, “Yeah, that's fine, it’s already 5 pm.” You nod, and you hand him three dollars, which he pouts and shakes his head, crossing his arms and refusing to accept the money. He continues to pout until you put your cash away. He grins at you when you're next in line. He quickly pays for three hours before you can give the clerk your money. You roll your eyes, and you both pick out your sleds and mitten in mitten, you both climb up the first hill. 

At the top, when you’re in the line waiting patiently for your turn, he asks, “After sledding, do you want to have hot cocoa at the lodge?” You smile, “I'd love to.” When your turns come, you head down together, not racing each other, just experiencing the thrill. And you giggle as you hear his little ‘Woah’s and he giggles as he hears your gasps of excitement too. When you finish the first hill, you head to the second baby hill, arm in arm. “How many hills do you think we can make today?” He hums, “Maybe six?” You agree and wait for the kiddos in front of you to sled down with their parents before sliding down. 

When you get off the second hill, you high-five, and he goes, “Want to race on the next ones?” You grin, “You’re on.” You both rush over to the following mound. And you both get up there still linked together. Yet you both set out to beat the other down the slope. You make yourself as aerodynamic as possible as you both shout, “Go!” before speeding down the hill. While it wasn’t that tall, it was still thrilling to race your boyfriend down it. You giggle as you roll off the sled at the end, “I win!” He pouts, “This time.” You kiss away his pout, “Better?” He wrinkles his nose, “Maybe.” You kiss him again, “How about now?” He smirks, “It feels good to lose to you.” You laugh and shake your head before heading to the next slope. 

The third and fourth hills are just as fun, growing taller and taller the further you head up the mountain. Both of you high-fiving at the end of each. You couldn’t think of a better way to spend your day together. You take a water break, rehydrating yourselves before heading to the fifth slope. He holds your mitten tightly in his, “Are you excited?” You nod, but the closer you get to it, the more your stomach turns. And you can’t figure out why. But you do your best to shake it off as you begin the race to the bottom.

Maybe it was how you were sitting, but it all happens so fast and so quickly. One moment, your sled was underneath you. And then it was gone the next, and you’re rolling to a stop. You cry out immediately, “Honey!” He calls back, “You okay?” When you stop, you do your best to feel your cold appendages. You move all your fingers, feeling no snow burn. You confirm that you’re okay. It just shakes you up. He walks up the hill to you and holds his hand out to you, which you shakily take. He pulls you up and puts your sled against his underneath his other arm as he keeps you close with his other arm.

He gets you safely out of the way of other riders and to the path. He asks again, “You okay?” You sniffle, “Yeah, just a little embarrassed.” He nods, “It’s okay, it happens.” You sigh, and he lets you process it. You take a few deep breaths, absorbing that your sled left you behind. After another minute, he asks, “Would you like to try it again?” You nod, and he kisses your forehead. You both make it back up the hill instead of racing against each other again. You sled side by side down the slope. And you both successfully land at the bottom. You laugh with glee and jump up and high-five him. You collect your sled and follow him to the next hill.

“You did it!” He cheers, and so do you as you walk to the last hill. Which is the tallest on the side of the mountain you were both on. The line was long, but you were excitedly waiting your turn to sled down. You heard the cheers and laughter of people experiencing the thrill of sledding down the massive hill. You grin as you hear someone scream, “Woohoo!” He laughs, “That’s going to be us.” You giggle, “It will be.” You lean your head on his shoulder, waiting for the line to move. It takes forever before you’re both up next. You squeeze his hand, and he encourages you, “You got this. I can feel it.” You sigh, “Okay.” He kisses your cheek, and you kiss his. You both line up before laying on your boards, waiting for the last two people to clear off the bottom before kicking off. 

You giggle in glee all the way down as you successfully ride down and catch more and more speed. When you both reach the bottom, you loudly let out a “Woohoo” together before moving out of the way of the next sledders. You look at the time, “We got enough time for a medium hill four times or a big hill twice?” He goes, “Medium four, more sledding time, even if it’s a smaller thrill.” You agree, and you both rush to the third hill, where no one is sledding down. You end up making five more runs because no one else wants to choose to sled down your hill. So, you both happily sled until it's time to return your sleds. 

You return your sleds and head to the hot cocoa stand. You show them your keycards, and they hand you one each. You move out of line and head inside the lodge. You turn to him and stare at each other, finally catching your breath after the endless climbing and sledding. You were both beat. You smile as you look down at your warm cocoa. That is slowly warming your hands up through your gloves. You tentatively take a sip, worrying it will burn your tongue. You gasp as it doesn’t burn but soothes your cold bones. You look at him to see he’s experiencing the same thing and giggle. You drink your cocoas silently, taking in all the fun and cold you’ve experienced. You pout as you sip the last of it yours. You look over at him to see him expressing the same disappointment. You ask, “Second cup?” He agrees, and you both head out and get another cocoa together. 

He gets up and throws out your trash. You wait for him by the elevator. When you're both in the elevator, you quickly retire to your shared room. You get out of your winter gear, trading it for warm pajamas, and collapse onto the bed. When he lands beside you, you sigh, “It was fun.” He laughs as he agrees, “Yeah.” “I think it was easier when we were kids.” He hums, “Probably because they carried us up the hills.” You laugh, “Yeah.” You roll over to look him in the eyes, “You want to get up tomorrow and do it again?” He nods, “I’d love to.” He kisses your forehead before opening his arms for you to curl into him. You do and lay your head against his chest. His heartbeat soothes you to sleep, and you dream of your fun sledding adventures together.

[breezybangtanbebe]

💭❤️‍🔥Boyfriend Hoseok❤️‍🔥💭

The Gentle Giant Boyfriend

Emotionally💕:

Hoseok is no stranger to attention. Everything about him, from his handsome face and healthy physique to his fashion sense and warm personality, he attracts just about anyone with eyes and a pulse. But everything was different with you.

You werent one of the typical cases fan girling over his persona or obsessing over his body parts. (something I honestly think is a big ick for him but he just tolerates it because of how much of a people pleaser he tends to be.) 

On your first date, you barely even looked at anything below his chin and held him in your eyes for most of the conversation..

"You have really pretty eyes.." you remarked, stirring your drink mindlessly with your cheek resting in the palm of your other hand.

Hoseok's mouth twitched in a tiny reluctant smile of confusion. He too toyed with the straw of his drink, mashing the ice cubes about before taking a sip.

"Um..thank you." he swallows, blinking as if he were on the brink of choking. It wasn't hard to fluster him, you picked up on that early on when you met him at that pottery class you took up as soon as the pandemic was over. Any reason to get out of that apartment that felt even smaller when you had no where else to go.

It was his eyes that caught your attention first, mainly because it was all you could see of his face since the mask mandate was still enforced. Apart from his hulking frame under his oversized hoodie and the way his massive legs made the stool he was perched on look like it was designed for a child, there was a soft innocence there when he focused his fingers on the sepia ball of clay.

When he wasn't focused, those eyes had a way of finding you on the other side of the room, looking away bashfully when you felt his stare..

Crinkling cutely when the teacher made a joke.

Widening comically when the perfectly shaped bowl he was working on collapsed into a squishy warped ball of disaster.

This went on for a few weeks before he finally worked up the nerve to sit beside you at the beginning of the next class, introducing himself. Up close, you got an even better gauge of his size.

"Good lord he must work out every day.." you thought, but its only on your mind for a second after resuming eye contact when he asked you a question.

The most gorgeous combination of browns melded in the ridges of his irises. From afar you couldn't notice but this close, you couldn't see anything but those eyes. Eyes that told so much about a man you hardly knew.

Honesty.

Joy.

Sadness.

Pain.

Soul.

It was you who asked him for his number despite him being the one to ask if he could see you again outside of class. So you did, grabbing tea and coffee at the bakery near the pottery studio.

"Youre blushing again." you smirk triumphantly and Hoseok immediately resents himself for being such an easy read. Without his mask to hide behind, you were given a full view of his face that was as equally charming as his eyes.

The colored apples of Hoseok's cheeks lift slightly as he shook his head in pure denial.

"No Im not." 

"Im looking right at you. What do you mean?" You tease and Hoseok tucks his lips against each other to fight his bodies natural response to flattery.

"Its the steam from the tea or something, I don't know.." he shakes his head again, turning his head at the bakery's door chime as a few customers walked in and you couldn't help but think it was to hide the way his blush worsened. There was no steam. He wasn’t even drinking tea so the excuse was as ridiculous as it was adorable.

It made you smile knowing he was this affected and you vaguely wondered what else your attention to detail could do.

"If you say so.."

You were different to him because you saw him in ways others didn’t. No one compliments a man’s eyes when all attention is on his body. The amount of times he caught women and men alike struggling to keep eye contact when he wore a fitted shirt that accentuated his upper body. And while he did work diligently to achieve such a body, it felt good to be seen and not just something to look at. Which in his profession,was often a feeling he faced.

Water signs tend to be very emotionally connected and Hoseok will know what youre feeling before you say anything because he's just that observant. That's just him. He can walk into a room and get a gauge of everyone's energy and while he may not show it, he's affected by it.

He appreciates a person thats similar. Someone who can tell when he's bothered or uncomfortable but too polite to express it. He appreciates someone who can anticipate his needs the way he will anticipate yours. And he absolutely would. If you like coffee in the morning and he's up before you, he puts on a pot because he knows you hate waiting for it. He'll put things within your reach without thinking about it. He’ll cover sharp corners with his hand if you bend down suddenly too near them. Just a quiet caretaker.

He's very emotionally intelligent (it took him going through ALOT to get this way) , and he too has very little patience for games or things that don't make sense. So talk to him about your feelings vs acting impulsively. Don't push him away when you're upset. He may chase you for a little while but if you're not reciprocating his energy , he'll lose interest.

Physically💋:

Very reserved in front of others because he's just polite but will hold your hand and kiss you proudly in public. He keeps it cute though, nothing outlandish.

He is the jealous type so if someone is looking at you a bit too hard, expect him to mark his territory with one of those little kisses. Or a few.

In private, He's big and warm and soft and hard all at the same damn time. Hoseok loves cuddling,prefers to be the big spoon most of the time because he feels like he's protecting you but occasionally enjoys curling his big ass into you while your massage his scalp until he falls asleep.

He's much more touchy feely. Lots of stolen kisses and booty grabs. Although I predict that you'd be most inclined to want to touch him all day because...well. Look at him🌚

It was a day worth shutting the world out for. Raining and relentless. Plans were cancelled ,alarms were snoozed and clothes were optional at Hoseok's apartment.

Its been several months since that day in the bakery and those routine meet ups next door to the pottery class evolved into evenings spent at his place. He'd been to yours plenty but you preferred being with him at his because his felt more comfortable. 

Plus he had all the snacks.

The morning light creeped its way despite the sun being hidden and the bed felt much too big when he wasn't in it. So after pulling on one of his t-shirts and slipping into his bathroom to freshen up, you were relieved to find the object of your desire in the kitchen.

He's shirtless with his magnificent back on display for you as you watched him busy with something on the counter. His hair was wild, sticking up in all directions and his pajama pants hung just low enough on his hips for those two delicious dimples to be visible.

You stepped silently over the warm wood floors, one bare foot after the other until you were creeping up behind him.

Hoseok flinched a little when you snaked your arms around his waist but he soon relaxes at the feel of your lips pressing against the middle of his back.

"Hi.." you grumble against his warmth, skimming the tip of your nose over his skin. Hoseok chuckles softly as one of his hands covers your two that clasp below his naval.

"Morning. Did I wake you?" He looks over his shoulder and you shake your head, pressing your cheek against his shoulder blade.

"Just missed you." You respond sleepily and the sound of it has him chuckling softly.

"Ive been up for less than ten minutes.." he chides and you shrug.

"10 minutes too long. I got cold. What are you doing anyway? I thought you had nothing to do today." You mumble, peaking around his body to spot him organizing several different types of capsules into little baggies.

"Im putting my supplements together for when I go out of town next week."

"Oh yeah.." you say. You return to nuzzling his muscular back, settling in the dip of his spine between his shoulder blades with a solemn sigh.

Detecting you sulking, Hoseok takes one of your hands and pries it from his tummy to lift towards his face.

"Its just a few days. Don't pout, big baby.."

A gentle kiss to your knuckles was all it took to send a tingle through your body, making you tighten the back hug you had him in . Your affection evolves due to an intrusive thought and you accentuate the embrace with an unexpected bite of his flesh. Your teeth pinch a healthy bit of skin between them and you pull back on the release.

His yelp makes you snicker evilly and you soothed the faint toothmarks with a few kisses before pulling away from him.

"Look who's talking.." you tease.

He didn't appreciate the way the temperature changed the moment you weren't touching him and he turns around, spotting you leaning against the kitchen island. This had to have been the moment he realized you were wearing nothing but his t-shirt, noting the stiffness of your nipples poking through the fabric.

His gaze drops from your breasts to your shapely thighs that were unsubtly pressing against each other.

With a sultry look in your eye, you smirked up at him as you hopped up on the marble countertop and spread your legs just enough to hint at your lack of panties. Not that any hint was needed.

If you had any on, it wouldn't be for long.

Sexually💦:

Hoseok seems like a massive giver. So he's not at all a selfish lover. Whatever your satisfaction requires, he's pretty open to it if its not uncomfortable. If any kinks, I could see some bondage or food play. Maybe some sensory deprivation. Hes not afraid of toys at all. I actually imagine him owning some of his own for his solo sessions.🌚

Not super dommy. If anything, he's a switch (both dom and sub depending on the mood). When he's the dom, he teases your body alot with whatever he has at his disposal.

He praises you heavily and rewards you. Would much rather do that than punish you, but if he has to, he confirms that all of those muscles aren't just for show. He'll never hurt you though, thats actually one of his worst fears so don't expect him to get TOO TOO rough. Some hard slaps on the ass and a hand around the throat might be aa far as he'll go with you. Even then, hes very careful.

As a sub, he's very bratty and mischievous. He wants the punishment 100%. He wants you to talk shit, scold him, pull his hair a little. He wants you to make him feel small even though hes literally a hulk. Some orgasm denial would drive him crazy. But once you finally let him cum, put as much into the aftercare as he would for you. Talk to him nice and touch him alot. Slow Kisses with lots of tongue.

He's an ass man. Touching your booty actually brings him some sort of comfort, like a human stress ball. In the morning, its customary for him to rub yours for at least a minute when he greets you. He probably enjoys eating you out from the back so he doesn't have to waste time bending you over after. I also think he's most attracted to thick women🌚. He just gives me that vibe.

Large hands grip your ass underneath the tshirt,holding you up with your legs wrapped around him as he walked you back to the bedroom.

Your lips suckle his bottom lip, making him groan and squeeze you when you lips finally part to invite him in. Hoseok wasn't a sloppy kisser by far, always intentional with each stroke of his tongue and little nibble of your lips. He's passionate and most dominant when his tongue needled its way in and massaged yours.

You let him in gladly, earning a grateful sigh from him as you sucked his tongue greedily.

That always turned him on and you simulated the way you planned to suck him off by bobbing your head slowly, slurping his tongue loudly and shamelessly until it's too much for him.

You giggled when he tossed you on the bed, bouncing against the fluffy white comforter as he climbed on top of you. He cages you under the canopy of his huge body and doesn't hesitate to snatch his t-shirt from your body.

Now that he had you naked again, his lips found every place begging to be kissed.

Your neck.

Your nipples.

That spot just below your breast.

With both of your hands trapped under his above your head, Hoseok teased your body with his tongue until your back was arching from the bed.

He was kissing a trail down from your naval to the mound of stubbly skin of your pelvis. You felt you needed to shave but Hoseok didn't give a damn about some hair. In some ways he preferred it because he could smell you so much better that way.

His chin grazes your clit and making you twitch, making him smile against your skin.

"That sensitive huh? What am I gonna do with you?" He teases, moving down to hold you at your hips. You lift up just in time to watch his tongue extend and flick a few times over the throbbing nub before sucking on it obscenely hard.

You called his name again but he ignores you, simply combining flicking and sucking on your clit in favor of paying you any mind.

Seems as though he had his mouth set on your pussy for breakfast from how he alternated between sucking your clit and tonguing at your hole.

He knew what he was doing and you could keep your composure anymore. Damn his neighbors, they would just have to hear you.

Your hand found its way to his messy bed head, tugging at the strands from the scalp. He moans with his lips wrapped around you, the vibration of his tone making your legs shake.

Without warning, Hoseok pulls away from your heat and pulls you up by your arm. He grabs you by the neck gently to kiss you as he was before. But instead of him tasting like mouth wash and strawberry yogurt, he tasted like you.

With your legs spread wide enough to fit his huge frame, you hooked them over his hips to lock him in place. He chuckles at the desperation he felt on your lips, guiding you down to lay on your back one more.

"What baby...what it is it?" He asks, eyes black as night on yours. Long gone were those innocent eyes you'd fallen for at first.

Hoseok reached between your bodies to pick up where he left off, strumming over you back and forth.

Back and forth.

Your mouth gaped in a gasp when he upped the pace, rubbing you so good that you were sure you'd cum any second.

"Baby..please yess yess yess.." you cry and Hoseok kissed your trembling lips casually.

"Feels good?" He asks and you hum in response.

"More?" He lifts his brow.

"More..more.."you pant, now gripping the hair at his nape. With that, his fingers slipped inside of you, fucking you slowly as his tongue found yours. You moaned senselessly amidst kissing and Hoseok only took that as you begging for his fingers to go deeper.

"Is this what you want, baby? Hmm? Want me to suck on this pretty pussy some more? Wanna cum on my tongue like you did last night?" He mumbles, planting another wet pussy flavored kiss on your lips as he awaited your response.

"Please.." you shudder, too lost in the way his fingers went back to toying with your clit to kiss him back properly.

But this was how he wanted you anyway and he was only getting started.

Love Language:

I believe our big boy is a Gift giver/receiver and Physical touch. The gifts don't have to be expensive (even though he will for sure spend his monies on his gifts he gives you), it just matters to him that you know what he likes and that you're thinking of him. And touch on that man. Big boys need love too.

Quality time is big for him as well. He just wants you around. It doesn't have to be for any specific reason. Just be there and exist with him.

Pet names/Terms of endearment:

Calls you his baby or his world. Not much in between. He's very playful and light hearted so you might be his brat or headache from time to time, but takes his relationships very seriously. You don't have worry about any fear of commitment with him. Once he's locked in, you've got him.

So dont hurt him please🥹 He's very soft hearted.

<The other Boyfriends >

[marzmeltdown]

Bad Decisions

⌦ Pairing: Prof!Changkyun (I.M) x Fem!Reader ⌦ Genre(s): Smut ⌦ Warning(s): swearing,, age gaps (changkyun's in his 30's readers in their 20's),, power dynamics,, exhibitionism (kinda),, nicknames (changkyun: sir,, professor,, reader: doll,, princess,, idk if slut constitutes itself as a nickname but its used,, ),, cream pies(pls be practice safe sex besties),, deep throating,, face fucking,, desk sex,, choking,, oral (m receiving),, Dacryphilia,, dirty talk,, spit eating (idk if thats what its called),, fingering,, humiliation,, ⌦ Word count: 2.66k ⌦ Summary: You're struggling in your history class, so naturally, you go to your professor for help. You weren't expecting to receive that type of help as well. ⌦ A/N: Listening to Hollywood Undead and Monsta X while writing this was an experience to say the least. I may or may not have written this for myself as well. Have y'all seen that tiktok of Changkyun pulling out of a parking spot w one hand? Twas truly beautiful. If there's anything you feel I should improve on in the future, don't hesitate to let me know! You can find progress updates on everything I write in my pinned post every Wednesday.:)

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You cried as you looked at the exam grade displayed on your computer screen. You couldn't believe what you were seeing. D+, you had studied so hard; how could you have gotten such a bad grade? You sat at your desk with your knees to your chest, crying into them.

Your head flew up as you heard the door to your dorm room swing open, followed by your roommate's keys jingling as she walked in. She sat her bag on the floor beside her bed, oblivious to your crying until she took her headphones out of her ears.

"Oh my god, y/n, are you okay? What happened??" She asked, tossing her headphones onto her bed as she rushed over to you. You sniffled a bit, turning the laptop towards her with one hand while the other wiped away the tears that had taken residence on the tip of your chin.

"I got a D on my history exam," you said. It took everything in you not to scream with how upset you were; history was the only class you were struggling in. Which didn't make any sense to you, as you really liked history.

"What the hell? You studied so hard! You study more than I do!" Your roommate gasped, her brows furrowed in confusion and irritation as she too tried to wrap her head around how you could have done so poorly on an exam you worked so hard to prepare for. You sniffled once more, turning the laptop back to you and beginning to write your professor an email asking if he were free tomorrow during his office hours.

"I'm going to go talk to him tomorrow and see if there's anything I can do to get my grade up," you said, your voice slowly going back to normal rather than the shakey, upset voice you had when your roommate walked in on your crying session.

"That's a good idea. Mr. Im is a nice professor; I'm sure he would be more than willing to help you out." Your roommate said she hugged your side reassuringly before walking back to her side of the room.

Mr. Im replied to your email sooner than you had expected; he has always told students that as soon as 5 p.m. rolled around, any emails he had would be answered the following business day.

⌦ Mr Im:

ㅤY/N,

ㅤThank you for reaching out regarding your performance in class, my office hours are open all ㅤday.

ㅤThank you, Mr. Im.

You smiled as you read the email, looking back at your roommate, who had gotten comfortable on her bed. "He's free all day tomorrow; hopefully we can get something figured out."

"That's great; I'm sure he will work with you about your grade," she reassured once more.

You sighed shakily as you stood outside your professor's office. Rarely did you ask for help, so knowing that you were about to knock on Mr. Im's door to do exactly that made you nervous. After a couple deep breaths, you knocked on the door. You were worried that you'd knocked too softly until the door swung open, revealing your professor.

"Y/N, come in; it's good to see you." Mr. Im smiled, and you stood there in awe for a moment as you soaked in his smile. He was ethereal, and you felt as though you could stare at him all day if you could.

"Nice to see you too, Mr. Im," you stuttered, stepping into the room. It was neater than you had expected; every book on the shelf was in order from biggest to smallest, and the couch that sat against the wall looked untouched. His desk looked unused aside from the stack of papers on the left corner and a water bottle that sat next to his computer; the floor was spotless as well.

"What was it you wanted to talk about, y/n?" Changkyun asked, following you to his desk once he shut the door. You both took seats in the chairs opposite each other.

"I wanted to talk about my grade; it's not great," you said, rubbing the back of your neck nervously.

"I'm well aware that your grade isn't anything to brag about," he replied, leaning back in his chair.

"Right.." You said that, blushing a bit as you looked down.

"I suppose you're hoping I can help you fix that?" He asked, and his tone came off more condescending than he had meant it.

"Yeah, if you'd be so kind,"

"Well, if you paid better attention in my class, you might do better," he suggested. Your head snapped up at him as you looked at him with widened eyes. He smirked softly, beginning to speak as he stood up from his chair. "Don't act so surprised, y/n; I see how you stare at me during class; it's pretty obvious." He said, you hadn't noticed that he was standing right next to you until he gently took hold of your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

"It makes me wonder what's going on in that pretty little head of yours," he said, running his thumb against your bottom lip as he spoke. His voice had gotten deeper—sexier even, if that were possible. Instinctively, you parted your lips as you kept your eyes trained on him. "You and I both know that you're capable of studying for my exams, so I'll cut you a deal; I'll fix your grade if you do something for me."

Your professor seemed more talkative than normal, but you assumed anyone would be if they were discussing "deals" with another person. It was your turn to speak now. Before you could, however, his thumb found itself inside your mouth, pressing itself down on your tongue. Changkyun stood still as he waited for an answer, looking down at you with lidded eyes. You nodded in response to his offer.

Changkyun only smiled at this as his free hand worked at his belt. You moved your eyes to his hand as your hands reached up to aid him in taking his belt off. He jerked your head up gently, forcing you to look back up at him. "Eyes on me, doll."

Undoing the clasp of his belt and the buttons of his pants without being able to look at them seemed to be somewhat of a struggle. But the reward behind the zipper was worth the struggle. Changkyun moved his hand from your chin to your head once you pulled his pants down just enough for his cock to spring out.

You broke eye contact with your professor long enough to glance at his cock, your mouth watering at the sight. You brought a hand to pump at the base, looking back up at him as you began pumping his cock with a steady pace. His breath hitched slightly when you let your tongue run against the pink tip of his cock.

"Fuck, you look so pretty like this, princess," he breathed out as you took the head of his cock into your mouth. He gripped your hair roughly, forcing himself the rest of the way into your mouth. You did your best not to gag, though your efforts proved futile when the tip of his cock brushed against your throat.

The sound of your gag seemed to spark something within him as his hips began thrusting themselves into you and shoving his cock further down your throat. Tears began to form in the corners of your eyes from how harshly he was thrusting into you. The lewd sounds of your gags mixed with his groans of pleasure and the saliva being churned in your mouth filled the room. You were surprised no one had heard you two yet.

Just when you were certain your professor was only going to abuse your throat, he pulled out of you, pulling you to stand. Immediately, you leaned in to kiss him, the both of you hungrily attacking each other's mouths. Your hands found their way to Changkyun's collar, tugging him closer as you sat on his desk. Your fingers worked to undo the buttons on his shirt while his worked at the buttons on your pants. You mentally cursed at yourself for not taking your roommate's advice on the skirt she suggested you wear.

You pushed Changkyun's shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, before aiding him in taking your pants off. His hand found itself resting against your heat as his thumb rubbed itself against your clothed clit. You whimpered at his soft teasing, bucking your hips against his hand.

"Patience, princess, I'll fill you up soon," he said against your lips, his fingers still teasing you through your panties.

"Yes, sir," you replied, whining when he pulled your panties aside to continue teasing your hole. "Just take them off," you begged, moving a hand down to push your panties off.

Changkyun chuckled at your impatience but obliged, pulling your panties off the rest of the way, his hand finding itself attached to your heat once more. "You're so wet already, doll," he commented, emphasizing his words by slipping his middle finger into your hole. A soft moan escaped your lips, and you pulled away from the kiss to let your head fall back.

You let your eyes close as your professor began to pump his finger in and out of your hole. You pulled your shirt off as Changkyun inserted another finger, the surprise causing you to drop your shirt onto his desk, letting yourself lean against your hand as his thumb rubbed itself against your clit once more.

"F-fuck, professor, please," you begged as your head fell back. His fingers felt like magic against the nerves between your thighs.

"Please what, princess? Use your words," he said, his free hand reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You were surprised at how well your professor did tasks with one hand that would have required a normal person to use two.

"Fuck me, please," you whined, your free hand gripping at his toned biceps. He smirked at your request, pulling his fingers out of you and leaving your hole empty momentarily as he reached into his wallet to grab a condom. Your head snapped up to look at him, and your hand flew up to stop him, looking at him pleadingly.

He looked at you with a confused expression, his confusion disappearing once you opened your mouth to say, "I know you want to fuck your cum into me just as much as I want you to."

You weren't sure where this new bout of confidence came from, but the look on your professor's face when you spoke went straight to your core. You could feel the slick beginning to run down your thighs as you bit your lip. He tossed the partially opened condom onto the floor along with his wallet before pulling you closer by your thighs.

"If you keep talking like that, kitten, I might have to take you home with me," he said as he took his cock in one hand, his other pushing your thigh up even more, causing you to lie on your back. You whimpered as Changkyun rubbed his cock against your folds, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch him.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, princess?" Changkyun began as he slowly thrust himself into you. It took all the strength you had not to let your head fall back so you could watch as your professor's cock disappeared into your hole before reappearing again once you'd had time to adjust to his size.

You bit your lip as Changkyun began speaking again, painting a more detailed picture in your head of what he was talking about. "You'd like it if I took you home and fucked you like the little slut you are," he said, letting his hand rest against your throat, squeezing just enough to feel good but not enough to cause any serious harm.

You nodded in response, letting your body fall back against the desk so you could use your hands to hold your thighs open. "Yes, sir, I'd like that very much." You whined.

Changkyun wasted no time as he snapped his hips into you at a rapid pace, leaning his body against yours so you were eye to eye. The way his body pinned you in place prevented you from arching your back while simultaneously forcing your legs to rest themselves against his shoulders, allowing him to pound deeper into your walls.

You couldn't help the loud moans that came out of your mouth as his tip brutally hit your sweet spot. His hand moved from your throat to slip his fingers into your mouth, muffling any noises that escaped your lips.

"Be quiet, princess; you don't want anyone to catch us now, do you?" He asked, and his question, along with the taste of your slick still on his fingers, caused a whimper to fall from your lips. You shook your head, and the sight of you tasting yourself on Changkyun's fingers caused his dick to twitch inside you.

Only when he thought you were capable of controlling your sounds did he remove his fingers from your mouth, this time gripping at your jaw just as he had done earlier.

"I bet you let all your professors slut you out like this, don't you?" He taunted, angling his hips so every thrust would push the head of his cock against the bundle of nerves that had you seeing stars each time it was hit. His hand keeping a firm grasp on your chin prevented you from shaking your head in protest; he took this opportunity to spit into your mouth to further humiliate you.

His words and the act of him spitting into your mouth went right to your core, and your walls began to contract around his cock.

"N-No sir! J-Just you—fuck, I'm so close," you moaned, digging your heels into his shoulder blades in attempts to pull him closer. You reached back to grip the edge of the desk, effectively pushing the ungraded papers onto the floor.

"Go ahead, princess, cum on my cock," he panted, feeling the knot in his stomach begin to tighten as well. He propped himself up on his hands to give himself more leverage, his thrusts going deeper and harder than they had been previously.

It took a few more harsh thrusts on his end before the coil in your stomach snapped and you were sent over the edge. Your hand clamped itself over your mouth to muffle the wanton moan that escaped your throat as you felt your hole flutter against his cock and your arousal slowly ran down Changkyun's cock. You were positive he would have a stain there afterwards.

The tight grip your walls used to hold Changkyun in was enough for him to fall over the edge, a soft whimper escaping his mouth as he finished. He thrust his cum back into you a few times as he rode out his orgasm, his thrusts coming to a full stop, and he caught his breath before pulling out. He watched as his cum dripped out of your hole and down the side of his desk.

"Here," Changkyun said, handing you a water bottle as he helped you sit up. You weren't sure when he'd walked away, but he had already cleaned himself and adjusted his pants. You winced as you sat up, taking the water bottle from him.

"Thank you," you said as you opened the bottle, taking a sip. You watched as Changkyun gently wiped you clean with a few tissues he had taken from the box that surprisingly didn't fall.

He tossed the soiled tissues into the trash can beside his desk before he leaned in to whisper into your ear.

"I expect you to pick those papers up, and I was serious about taking you back to my place."

[moonhoures]

like lovers do

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (g/n)

genre: non-idol!au, coworkers!au, fluff

warnings: no smut!

word count: ~1.8K

synopsis: a secret work romance definitely has its pros and cons . . .

a/n: this one’s pretty short with no smut, so i’m pretty sure it won’t do well in terms of notes, but i had fun writing this! it was really fluffy and refreshing, so i hope you all enjoy it 😌

posted: may 16, 2022

When you were asked at nine years old what you wanted to be when you were older, you had answered with “a doctor!”. Of course, that was before you grew up and realized just how many years of school and how much money went into being a doctor. You also quickly realized that you didn’t quite have the stomach for being a doctor—the sight of lots of blood made you feel queasy. So once you finished college, you found yourself working a short-term position at a corporate office downtown. After five years, that “short-term” position turned into a long-term position, and you had even been promoted twice.

Now, you spent your nine-to-five days in your nicely-decorated office, listening to music while you did your paperwork and took five-minute social media breaks. One of your favorite parts of the job, though, was going into the kitchen every morning at the same time to make your coffee.

Every morning, Monday through Friday, at exactly 9:15 a.m, as you walked into the company kitchen you were greeted by the lovely, raven-haired man who was also making his coffee. He flashed his pretty eye smile and dimpled cheek in your direction, immediately making your heart flutter.

Today, you noticed he was wearing a white button-down with the sleeves loosely rolled up to his forearms. His expensive-looking watch gleamed under the fluorescent lighting, making his already put-together demeanor seem intimidating. But you knew him well enough to know he was far from intimidating; on the contrary, he was the nicest man you had ever met since you started working here five years ago.

“Good morning, ________,” his honey-like voice rang through the room that only the two of you occupied at the moment.

“Good morning, Jooheon,” you replied as you met him in front of the coffee maker. It was in the middle of brewing, making a quiet humming noise as it poured the medium roast into the pot. Without a word, your handsome coworker grabbed your favorite mug from the cupboard—a plain white mug with a small smiley face on the handle—and handed it to you. Shortly after you thanked him, his mouth expanded as a yawn escaped it, “Still tired?”

He shrugged passively with an inkling of a smirk on his lips, “Didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Hm, I wonder why that is,” you noted with the corner of your own lips starting to curl.

He was opening his mouth to reply when the kitchen door opened and another coworker walked in. Both of your eyes looked to the entrance as Lia, the fairly new and outgoing addition to your department, was entering with a cheery smile, “Morning!”

You and Jooheon greeted her just as the coffee machine was sputtering to a stop. The last few drops were falling as Jooheon gestured for you to go first. You obliged with a grateful smile, unaware that he only did it so he could watch you in your state of concentration. His office was on the other side of the floor from yours, so he rarely saw you during work hours. Moment like these were precious to him.

He liked watching your delicate hands rip open two packets of sugar and pour them into your mug. And the way you subconsciously hummed as you stirred the drink before taking your first sip. He wondered if you realized that your nose crinkled every time you took the first sip of coffee.

Jooheon hadn’t realized he yawned a second time until Lia commented on it, “Tired, Jooheon?”

He chuckled softly along with her as she went about heating up a muffin she brought from home, “Yeah, I was just telling _______ that I didn’t get much sleep.”

“Oh? You have a loud neighbor too, huh?” she asked, conversing with him as if you weren’t in the middle of them. You didn’t mind though.

“No,” he shyly confirmed, “I, uh, had someone stay over at my place.”

Her eyes seemed to perk up at the implication, “Is that so? Was this a special someone?”

“Yeah, you could say that,” he spoke casually as he poured himself a cup of coffee. It took everything in him not to watch you walk out of the room then. Part of him wished you had stayed to hear what he said next.

“Glad you had fun,” Lia remarked with a friendly, teasing smile. She took her warm muffin from the microwave, “I’m sure they’re lovely.”

“They really are,” he said under his breath, a stupid grin on his lips as he stared down into the mug sitting in front of him.

Later that evening, at 5:27 p.m, you pulled into the driveway of an apartment that wasn’t yours but might as well have been. You had spent almost every other night here for the past year, and your boyfriend made it a point every time you came over to tell you that you were practically wasting your rent money. Today was no different.

After you walked in and set your necessities down, you made your way to the living room where that familiar, dimpled grin greeted you yet again.

“Hello, gorgeous. How was work today?”

“Slow,” you sighed, plopping onto the couch beside him, his arm resting behind you. His hand rubbed your shoulder as he pressed a sweet kiss to your temple.

“Yeah, it was pretty slow on my end too,” he shrugged, “My morning was great though. I had the pleasure of making coffee with the most wonderful person at the company.”

You rolled your eyes as a knowing smile crept onto your lips. Even after all this time, his corny jokes still had this affect on you, “You’re such a dork. Speaking of, could you be anymore obvious?”

“What? Lia had no idea I was talking about you,” he laughed while you turned on the TV and flipped through channels for something to watch.

“You don’t know that. She may not seem like it, but she’s very observant,” you chided him softly, “Besides, it’s so unprofessional to talk about that at work.”

“My personal life?” he joked.

“That you didn’t get any sleep because you had someone over. Anyone with a brain can figure out what that means.”

“I think my coworker just might have their mind in the gutter,” he playfully poked your arm, “Also, do you like watching the channels switch or do you plan on actually picking a show to watch?”

You sighed again, “Nothing looks good.”

“Maybe instead of paying rent for an apartment you barely stay in, you should just move in and pay for the cable bill.”

You snorted and remarked sarcastically, “Why didn’t I think of that? I’ll have my bags packed in the morning.“

Jooheon was painfully aware of the joking tone to your voice, but today he was tired of the playful banter.

“I’m serious, you know,” his voice reflected his words, which took you off guard. Jooheon was always really friendly, outgoing, and light. It was rare to see a steely, unsmiling look on his face like the one he had now, “I want you to move in with me.”

His eyes met yours, and for a moment it felt like the world was melting around you. It was just the two of you. You loved Jooheon so much; you made sure to tell him at least five times a day. But moving in was a big step for any relationship, and you weren’t sure if you were ready to take it.

“You know we can’t.”

“Why not?” he asked, a sorrowful arch forming in his brow, “It might seem a little quick, but we’ve been together for over a year now. And it would make going to work a lot easier on the both of us.”

“That’s just it. We can’t go to work together,” you spoke quietly, “If our boss finds out we’re dating, we could both get fired. And I don’t trust our coworkers enough to not say anything if they find out. It’s too risky.”

“Then we just won’t carpool. We’ll drive to work in our own cars like we always do, and no one will ever know the difference.“

He sounded as though he was gripping onto the last string of hope he had—pleading. You were stubborn, and he knew that. He knew it would take some persuasion to get you to warm up to the idea of living together. But love made you do stupid things . . . like break your company’s no dating policy to date the new, cute, black-haired, dimpled-cheek guy in your department. You knew it was wrong, but everything felt so right with Jooheon.

“Y’know, at first it was weird having you over all the time. I never really had anyone stay the night, and I wasn’t sure how I would feel about it. But with you it felt so natural. When you leave in the mornings, I get sad because I have to wait twenty minutes to see you again. I hate not seeing you at work, and when I do, I have to act like we don’t sleep in the same bed almost every night. When you stay at your apartment instead of mine, my bed feels empty. I don’t want to feel like that anymore, _______.”

“Okay.”

“‘Okay’?”

“I . . . guess I’ll move in,” you relented. After all, he was right about you wasting your rent money. In fact, the last time you went to your apartment to collect mail, your neighbor had said they thought you moved out. So, maybe it wasn’t entirely outlandish for you to finally do it, “Not right away, of course. Only once my lease is up, then we can discuss move in plans, alright?”

It was more than alright. Jooheon’s smile was practically splitting his face in two with how wide it was. The best relationship he had ever been in was progressing, and he felt like he could dance or sing or both; he was so excited. The next thing you knew, you were being engulfed in the tightest hug imaginable.

“I love you, you know that?”

“You might’ve told me a few times,” you chuckled, your body melting into his embrace as you let him kiss your cheek three times, “I love you, too.”

By some miracle, you ended up finding a decent show to watch a few minutes later. You two settled back against the couch, talking about how fun it would be once you moved in. Jooheon mentioned how you two could actually enjoy your weekends together instead of thinking about you going home. Movie nights would be more frequent. He would have to make room in his closet for your stuff, but he didn’t mind. He couldn’t wait to go to sleep next to you every night knowing your face would be the first thing he would see in the morning. Everything felt like it was falling into place, and he couldn’t be happier.

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[jadededge]

Double Trouble || Jookyun

Pairing: JooKyun x Reader

Genre: AU, Romance, Smut (eventual)

Rating: M

Summary: Jooheon and Changkyun are an inseparable duo. They do everything together, and dating was no exception. You see them all the time and silently pine but eventually meet them and things progress from there.

Basically reader and her two boyfriends. Smut. Fluff.

Wattpad | AO3  (will likely always update these 2 places first)

Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

You saw them often. So often that you started to think about them outside of the weekend. Though not your friends, you ran in the same circle as the treacherous twins. Jooheon and Changkyun. The two were a well known rapper/producer duo and youngest in a collective called MX. They were not actual twins or brothers, but it was rare to see one without the other, and both were known to be trouble (hence the nickname). They were perfect.

You admired their work and how they conducted business. They frequented the same clubs and events as you. This provided you a good opprotunity to ogle them from a distance every weekend. A double edged sword however, as you'd quietly wish that you were going home with them instead whatever guy you were into at the time. Your friends have started to tease you, and have even threatened to ask a friend of a friend to introduce you. You, of course, vehemently tried to dissuade them. No way you could actually talk to them.

During the week, you'd find yourself daydreaming about being with them. This only fueled your desire to reach the weekend in the hopes of seeing them again. And without fail, there they were.

This particular weekend was different. You were in a private room of a lounge for a small party with friends and acquaintances. "Of course they're here." You groan inwardly when you notice the pair but you know you're excited. Your body was tingling at being in the same room.

The evening gets started and you soon forget they're there as you catch up with friends. After laughing at a joke your friend Kim said, you casually glanced around and that's when you noticed him staring at you. Joohoney. You moaned to yourself. Both of them clouded your mind, but he was the absolute object of your desire.

He smirks at you and leans over to whisper to someone, his eyes never leaving yours. You now recognize that is Changkyun as your view of him was blocked before. You glance away just for a second and when you look back they're both looking at you. You quickly looked away and put yourself back into the conversation in front of you.

Next thing you know, they're walking up to your group speaking to a mutual friend. And you feel the room spin a little. You down your drink.

"Sam! What's up man?" Jooheon reaches out to shake your mutual friend hand.

Sam looks back recognizing his friends. "Oh shit what up dude. What up IM." He daps both his boys up and they come around taking seats in the area. Jooheon perched next to another moot across from you and Changkyun sitting in a seat to your left.

You're so nervous to be this close to them you don't even notice Kim squealing next you. But soon conversations ease back in.

"I'm going to get a another drink, want something?" Kim gets up and winks at you. You're silently cursing her for attempting to leave you alone next to Changkyun.

You inwardly groans but concede, "yeah sure. Another whiskey." She walks away with your orders.

A bit of time passes which was probably just a couple of minutes but felt like years and Changkyun turns your way and leans over a bit and asks, "whiskey huh?" He smiles. "What kind?"

"Oh nice, I'm drinking Hibiki" he says looking at you a bit sideways. He has taste, you think. "I'm Changkyun. You know, I see you around quite a bit but im surprised this our first time meeting." He stretches his hand out for yours.

"I'm Y/N." Putting your hand in his, and you never wanted him to let go. You couldn't believe Changkyun knew you, or well, at least had noticed you around as much as you did them. You quickly gathered yourself and responded. "Oh yes, kinda hard to believe considering we both know Sam."

You couldn't see it but Jooheon was frequently glancing your direction. He was sure his brother could pull this off. He smiled at the thought.

"Oh yeah, Sam is such a deadbeat friend." He said loud enough to pull Sam's attention.

Sam turns around, "I'm a what??"

You chuckle. "A deadbeat." You say loudly to him.

"Why haven't we met her yet?" Changkyun ask.

"You guys don't know each other?" Sam says genuinely surprised. He's quickly pulled away by someone calling for him across the way not sparing you two another look.

You roll your eyes and chuckle. "Typical."

"So Y/N, would you like to come Fantasia with me and Jooheon? Our other brother runs that club and got us in special VIP tonight. We'd like to get to know you more, since our dear friends can't be trusted to do introductions." Changkyun straight up asks.

Your mind is reeling. He keeps saying "we" and I don't want to ditch Kim. "Um-" you glance around and your eyes meet. You see her giving you a thumbs up and points to a guy buying her a drink.

You look back to Changkyun and give him a "sure."

"Excellent!" He chirps turning to look at Jooheon and beckon him over with a stare.

Joo moves over to Changkyun's other side and sits throwing his around the back of the couch. "Everything okay?"

Changkyun is looking at you while responding, "everything's perfect. Y/N was just agreeing to come to Fantasia with us." There's a hint of mischief in his tone.

Jooheon, now also staring at you intently hums, "mmm." As if tasting something. "Y/N. That's a pretty name. I'm Jooheon. Obviously you've already met my Changkyunnie."

Changkyun groans, "come on. Don't call me that in front of her." Jooheon ignores him and pinches his cheek.

You chuckle at their banter. They are quite cute together. "Nice to meet you Jooheon."

"Let's get out of here." He declares standing and stepping over to help you up. Smiling at you with those killer dimples, you grab his hand and stand. He gives you a good look up and down and bits his lip. You're happy you wore your most killer little black dress. "We're going to have fun."

[wavelikewhat]

Late Night Like

Pairing: Jooheon x reader Summary: Your interactions with your coworker’s friend Jooheon suddenly evolve from friendly Instagram DMs to late night Uber rides to something more. Wordcount: 500? Content notes: implied sex, sex outside of a defined relationship Genre/themes/appearances: fluff, one shot, friends to lovers, fwb to lovers, Monstas in the future

[bteezxyewriter12]

Un-break My Heart

Pairing- Jooheon x Named Reader

Word count- 6.2k

Includes- angst, Jimin is mean, oral, pussy eating, sex, riding, missionary, love making, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, fluff

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J POV

"Please Jimin", I beg

"I said I can't. What don't you get?", he snaps

I don't understand why he's being so difficult

So mean

It's only one day

"Jimin if you don't come I'll fail the class. I need a model. It's the final", I stress

"You're going to have to fail. I don't have time"

"Jimin! If I fail I can't graduate and I have to wait a year before I can take the class again and graduate"

How can he not understand how important this is?

Yes his practice for the American award show is important but this trumps that

He already knows the dance moves, it'll just be more practicing

And this is my career, my life

"I don't see how that's my problem"

"Jimin!", I gasp, shocked

"What?", he rolls his eyes

"We're talking about me graduating here. You told me that you'd help if I ask"

"That's was before we got bigger and busier.", he snaps, "It's not my fault you didn't ask before"

I didn't need a model like this before

This is a special effects class and I need to completly transform a person into something else

I can't do it on myself or I would, like I've done everything else

I know it's taken me longer to figure out what I wanted to do

I work at a bank but I hate it

When I met Jimin through Jooheon, I went to work with him one day and saw the makeup artist doing his make up and I was interested

When I looked up schools, I saw classes for special effects and I had no idea what that way

Then I researched it and I knew immediately I want to do that

It's been three years but I can only take one class at a time because I have to work and because the classes go in order, requiring one before taking the other

He knows this and he's being so mean

"I never ask you for anything Jimin. Just this one time. Please baby, just take off tomorrow and come with me", I beg

"God you don't listen do you?", he shouts, "I said NO!"

Defeated, I just nod

I'm trying to remain calm on the outside but on the inside I'm panicking, hurt and utterly sad my boyfriend of four years can't do this one thing for me

I hold back tears as I stand up, "Ok Jimin. I uh I have to go. I have a few things to do. And email my instructor that I'm not going tomorrow."

"Seriously? Because I said no, you're going to be a whiny baby and leave?", he mocks

I know he's stressed out but he doesn't have to take it out on me

He doesn't have to make fun of me

"No Jimin. I wasn't going to stay long remember? And you said you wanted to go to sleep early because you're exhausted"

"Yeah fine whatever", he says dismissively

The way he's acting is so hurtful

Like he doesn't care about me

This isn't the Jimin I fell in love with

Walking to him, I kiss his cheek

"Bye Jimin. I love you"

He doesn't say anything, doesn't even look at me and my heart falls

I just turn to the door and leave, my heart breaking

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Professor Kim,

I cannot find a model for the final tomorrow-

No that's not a good way to start the email

Deleting everything, I try again

Professor Kim,

Is there anyway I can do the final on myself because I can't find a model

No no no

I sound like a teenager

Not a twenty five year old

Think, Joanne, think

I'm just so nervous

I know that no matter what I write professor Kim won't accept me doing the final on myself

She made it clear I have to have a model so I can show that I can work with other people's features that aren't mine

I just have to admit defeat and tell professor Kim I'm not going

Professor Kim,

Unfortunately, I will not be attending the final tomorrow. I was not able to find a model. I understand this means I will fail the class and have to retake it. Thank you for everything you taught me this semester. I will see you next year

Joanne

That's good enough, I guess

I'm about to press send when my phone rings

I hope it's Jimin

I hope he reconsidered

But when I look at my screen, it's not Jimin

It's Jooheon

My best friend since we were babies

"Hello", I say when I answer the phone

"Hey Jo", he greets

"Hi Joo. What's up?"

"Nothing much. Just called to ask if you wanted to hang with us for movie night tomorrow after your final?"

"Oh, uh yeah I guess", I say distractedly

"Jo what's wrong?"

"Oh nothing Joo"

I hesitate sending the email, tears filling my eyes

Why can't Jimin just do this for me?

He was so helpful when I first started, coming to be my model when I needed him

Which wasn't much to begin with

"Jo, c'mon stop lying to me. I know when something is wrong"

I sigh, "I'm not going to the final tomorrow"

"What why? That's the last class you need to graduate!"

"I know", I answer

"You're going to have to wait another year to retake it"

"I know Jooheon!", I answer frustratedly

There's a silent pause

"Jo what's wrong. Just tell me ok? Why can't you go to your final?"

"Because I don't have a model! Jimin won't come tomorrow. I told him how important it was and he said it's not his problem. He told me I'm just going to have to fail the class"

"What an as...uh that's not a nice thing for him to say", he amends

"It's ok Joo. You can say he's an asshole. He's being one"

"I'm sorry Jo"

"He's just practicing Joo", I tell him, tears falling from my eyes, "I know the performance for the American award show is important but he knows the steps by heart. He know everything. And he won't take a few hours to do this for me."

"He should Jo. He should know how important this is for you"

"He was so mean", I cry, "He really doesn't care and I don't know where that came from. He acted like I was bothering him"

"He's wrong Jo. Ok? It's wrong for him to act like this. And even if he couldn't go then he should try to help you find someone else. A staff member or something"

Joo's right

Jimin should of helped me find someone else

He should of helped me somehow

Not leave me to fail

"Yeah but he didn't. And now I'm going to fail"

I really don't want to wait a year to graduate but I have no choice

And I don't know how I'm going to deal with Jimin and all of this

I know it's not his responsibility to help me but he didn't even try

And he doesn't care which hurts like nothing I've felt before

"You are not going to fail Joanne"

"What are you talking about Joo? Yes I am. I have no model"

Wasn't he listening?

"Yeah you do. I'm gonna be your model"

"What?", I gasp

"I'm coming to your final Jo. You can do the makeup on me. You won't fail"

"You're not busy tomorrow?"

"Recording a song but that can wait"

"No Joo, it can't. That's your job"

"And your my best friend. You need help. I'm going to help you. I'm going and you can't stop me so just say yes and give me the address"

I'm shocked

I can't believe that he's going to help me

I didn't even think of asking him

"Thank you Joo. Thank you so much"

"It's not a problem Jo", he answers, "Look I know you go to Jimin for everything because he's your boyfriend but don't forget I'm here too. You can ask me for help when you need it too"

He's right

I do always go to Jimin

Sometimes I forget that he was the one I went too for everyone before Jimin

Jooheon comes to me when he needs help and I should remember I can go to him too

"Ok Joo. I'll remember. And thanks again"

"No problem Jo. So my question still is, after the final do you wanna come hang with us?"

I laugh and answer, "Yeah Joo. Definitely"

"Great. Text me the time and address. I'll be there"

"I will. Thank you so much Joo. You're the best."

"I know", he jokes, "I'll see you tomorrow"

"Ok. Bye Joo"

"Bye"

When we hang up, I delete the email to my professor, a huge weight lifted off my shoulders

My best friend is the best

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"So when are you taking that class over again?", Jimin asks nonchalantly

I just stare at him in shock

Of course he's not looking at me, instead on his phone

How can he just ask me that?

Like he doesn't care I failed

"I'm not", I answer

He finally looks over at me, "You're not? Are you giving up?"

God he's so oblivious

And so mean

"No I'm not giving up Jimin. I'm graduating"

"How? You said you weren't going to the final and you'd have to take the class again"

"I found a model", I answer

He raises his eyebrows, "Who?"

"Jooheon"

Anger clouds his face, "You called Jooheon?"

I shake my head, "No. He called me when I was writing the professor an email to asks me to hang out with him and they guys after my final. I told him I wasn't going to the final and he asked why. I told him", I explain, "Then volunteered to be my model"

"And you said yes?", he growls

I don't understand why he's getting upset

He couldn't come or didn't want to or whatever

This way I could still pass and he still didn't have to show

He got his way

"Of course I said yes Jimin!", I exclaim, "I needed to pass this class or wait a whole year to take it again. Why would I do that when Jooheon was willing to help me?"

"Because he's not your boyfriend!"

I stare at him in shock, "He's my best friend"

"I don't like that and you know it", he says

I'm so confused

He doesn't like that I'm friends with Jooheon?

Since when?

"What are you talking about?"

"C'mon Joanne, don't act dumb. Do you think I want my girlfriend hanging out with another guy?"

"But Jooheon has been my best friend before you and I even knew each other! I met you through him! You knew he's my best friend"

"Well it ends now. I don't want you around him"

I can't believe he's demanding this

What is his fucking problem?

He's never said anything about my friendship with Jooheon before

Is he jealous that Jooheon helped me when he didn't?

"That's not gonna happen Jimin"

He glares at me, "It's him or me"

I take a breath and say, "Him"

"Excuse me?", he narrows his eyes

"Jimin, the reason I asked to see you today was because I was going to tell you that this relationship isn't working. Not for me"

I can't believe I'm saying this

I always thought Jimin was going to be the one I ended up with

"What do you mean? Everything is fine with us"

The fact that he doesn't see it, doesn't see what he did, what he's doing just proves that our relationship isn't meant to be

I started thinking about this after my final

It's not to that he refused to help even though that hurt

It's that he didn't care about the consequences for me

He was cold about it, he didn't care

He didn't try to comfort me

The day of the final he didn't text me at all

Didn't contact me

He should have, he should have wanted to see me after his practice, should have tried to make me feel better about taking the class again

He didn't

He texted me a few days later and not even to ask to see me

Just a hey, you're alive, ok

After a week of thinking, I decided to end this

The whole forbidding me from being friends with Jooheon just adds to everything

"Jimin, you didn't even give a shit that I wouldn't graduate if I failed that class. You refused to help me then made fun of me and called me a baby when I said I was leaving to write my professor an email."

"It wasn't my problem-", he starts

"But you didn't have to be an asshole about it. When you said no, you didn't try to comfort me or hug me or anything. You just yelled at me", I explain, my chest hurting because even though I'm breaking up with him, I still love him

That doesn't go away just like that

"Since when did you become so sensitive?"

"Are you kidding Jimin? This is my life we're talking about."

"Please Joanne, you decided to become a makeup artist three years ago. Stop acting like this was a life long dream"

I can't believe he's saying these hurtful things to me

So what if it wasn't something I wanted to be since I was a child

That doesn't invalidate that it's my dream now

"Jimin you're being different. Mean. Cold. You didn't even contact me the day of the final. When you thought I failed the class. You were just gone. Doing whatever it was you were doing. The fact is Jooheon was there for me and you weren't"

"I fucking told you I couldn't go!", he yells

"I know! But you shouldn't be getting mad at me because Jooheon was able to come. You should be happy that I was able to pass the class and graduate. But you're not. You're just mad. For no reason"

"It's not for no reason", he snaps

"Yes it is. I don't know what's going on with you. If you don't love me anymore or you don't want to be with me but you're different. And everything that happened...it just made me think"

"And your conclusion is to break up?"

God, he's making me feel so dumb

"It's...this....it's not working for me", I say quietly

He rolls his eyes

Actually rolls his eyes

"Fine. Then it's over. I have more important things to worry about than your sensitivity to things I say"

Pain fills my chest as I stare at him

He didn't even fight me

He didn't say anything about what I brought up, didn't deny anything, didn't ask me to stay, to try

He just gave up

"Get out", he snaps, startling me

I need to leave before I fall apart

"Bye Jimin", I say, my heart breaking

"Yeah whatever. Go", he says dismissively

Turning around, I quickly walk to the dorm door and out

Getting in my car, the tears break through and I cry

Getting out my phone, I call the only person who's ever been there for me

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The door opens, Jooheon pulling me into his arms immediately

"I'm sorry Jo", he says, hugging me tightly as I cry

"He didn't even care Joo. He didn't even try to fix anything. He didn't say anything. He just told me to get out", I sob, clinging onto him

"I'm gonna fucking kill him", he growls, running his fingers in my hair

I shake my head

I don't want Jooheon doing anything that will hurt him and his career

And a fight with a BTS member will do that

"No Joo, don't. Please", I ask, "Don't do anything ok. Please"

"Ok Jo. For you, I won't kick his ass"

I nod, just holding on tightly to him

Everything hurts and even though it was my decision to ends things, I miss Jimin so much

"C'mon Jo. We can go to the living room and talk ok?"

"I...I can't...right now", I cry

I don't want to talk about anything

Not yet

"Ok, that's ok. We can do something else. Watch TV or a movie or something to keep your mind off it until you're ready to talk"

I nod

I don't care what we do, I just don't want to be alone

He ushers me into the living room, onto the couch then turns on the tv

I can't stop crying and he puts his arm around me, comforting me

Something Jimin should of done

But Jooheon, he always helps me however he can

Even if it's just sitting with me and letting me cry

I'm so greatful he's in my life

Leaning my head on his shoulder, I watch the tv, hoping it will distract me from losing Jimin

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One year later

"Hey Jo", Jooheon greets, as he opens the front door to the dorm

I made up my mind

I'm going to tell him how I feel

After the night I went to him when Jimin and I broke up, we started hanging out more and more

He helped me get over Jimin, he was there when I need to talk, when I needed him

After getting over Jimin, we kept having out and I fell for him

Hard

I've tried to hide it for the last few months but I can't anymore

I called him and asked if he wanted to hang, watch movies and eat

Of course he was down

And on the way here I kept telling myself that I'm not nervous

Truth is I'm shitting my pants

As soon as I saw him, all my determination fled and nervousness hit me hard

My legs are wobbling as I follow him to his room

When we get inside, he closes the door and plops on his bed

Like he always does

He's acting normal

I'm not

I force myself to move and sit next to him on the bed

He takes the remote, turning the TV on

"What do you wanna watch?", he asks distractedly, "A Disney movie? Superhero? Action?"

"I uh...I wanted to talk to you first. About something", I get out

He immediately puts down the remote and turns his full attention to me

"Sure Jo. Are you ok? Is something wrong? Do I need to kill someone?", he asks

"No you do not have to kill someone Joo", I chuckle

"Ok so tell me"

"I...uh...I", I trail off, while he looks at me intently

God he makes me so nervous

It never used to be like this

I could talk to him about anything, say or do anything and know he wasn't judging me

"Take your time", he says patiently

"I uh...well after I broke up with Jimin...I uh"

"Yeah?"

I can't do this

The words won't come out

Maybe I can tell him a different way

I lean over to him and kiss him

Quickly, then pull away, my face on fire, eyes on the blanket

But even from that one kiss....my world flipped

I never felt like this kissing Jimin

It's always been Jooheon

God I'm dumb

I hope he understood because if he doesn't say anything in two seconds, I'm ready to bolt

He lifts my face to his, his lips right against mine

I just let the feeling take over and throw my arms around his neck

His arms move around my body, pulling me against him as he slips his tongue in my mouth

As soon as his tongue touches mine, stars blast in my vision

He gently moves me, laying me down and he hovers over me, kissing me passionately

I'm dimly aware that I have massive questions

Like does he feel the same for me?

Or is he just kissing me to kiss me?

But there's no way in hell I'm stopping kissing him to ask

His big hands move slowly down my body, touching me everywhere

He stops at the hem of my shirt, playing with it but not putting his hand underneath and touching my skin

And I want him to touch my skin so badly

Taking his hand, I move it under my shirt

"Shit", he whimpers, touching me so softly, pressing his lips to mine again

Again his hand stops right below my boobs, not moving an inch

I'm not having it

I move his hand right on my boob

He pulls away, looking down at me, checking that this is what I want

It is

I nod, pulling him back to me, our lips crashing into each other's

He squeezes my boob, moaning softly as he kisses me

I need more

I need him

Trailing my hands down his broad back, I start pulling his shirt off

It needs to come off now

He lets me take it off, helping me as he moves his arms through the sleeves

I pull it over his head, his lips right back on mine as soon as the shirt is off

I manage to throw his shirt somewhere in the room before my brain turns off

I finally touch his skin, loving the way his muscles feel under my hands

Especially when they move

Trailing my fingers up his back and down to his upper arms, I moan softly

Jooheon has huge muscular arms and I fucking love them

His hands shake as he unbuttons my shirt and I wonder if he's as nervous as I am

When he gets the last button undone, he slowly pushes the shirt off me

I sit up, grabbing my shirt and throwing it on the floor, then pull him to me, kissing his neck anywhere I can

"Fff...fuck", he whimpers, his arms around me, hands undoing my bra

Once that's off, her lays me back down, staying on top of me as I drag kisses to his collarbone

His big hands move around my breasts, squeezing, his palms rubbing on my nipples, sending pleasure through my body

My panties get soaked as I moan in his soft skin

Leaning his head down, he kisses my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine

"You don't know", he says softly, his face moving to my neck, giving me small kisses, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you. How long I've been waiting for you to notice me"

What?

He's been waiting....for me?

He's had feelings for me?

And he never told me?

Why didn't he tell me?

"You don't know how long I waited for your kiss, your touches, wondering if I'd ever get them. Praying I'd get them. Praying you'd be mine"

His confessions are blowing my mind

How long has he waited?

When did his feelings start?

And am I so blind that I didn't notice?

"I love you so much", he whispers so softly, it's almost like I didn't hear it

My heart explodes in happiness

And my mouth won't stay closed

"I love you Joo. More than anything. I'm yours, I promise", I tell him

He lifts his head, looking in my eyes, "Are you being for real? Because I can't take it if you're not"

"It's real Joo", I assure him, touching his cheek softly, "I love you. I was dumb before. But when I kissed you...that small kiss....I knew. It was always you"

The smile on his face lights up his entire being, "It was always you for me. Always"

I pull him back to me, kissing him deeply

I want him now

Moving my hands down, I push his pants and boxers down

He gets the hint and helps me get his pants off then starts pulling mine down

He gets it off, moving his kisses from my lips to my neck

God, his kisses light every nerve on fire

Dragging his kisses down between my breasts and along my stomach, I feel his sucks and bites all over my skin

He keeps kissing lower and lower, fingers pulling my panties down and off

He opens my legs, burying his tongue in my pussy

"Jooheon fuck!", I yell, pleasure filling me from his licks

"Oh god fuck. I knew you'd taste this good. I fucking knew it", he groans

Well fuck me, I didn't know that

His tongue swirls everywhere, licking around my slit and between my lips

"Fuck you have no clue how much I want to eat you out. How much I wanted to taste you, making you cum from me", he moans, "I hate other guys got to be here before me"

"Dddd...doesn't matter Joo. Yyyy.....fuck...you're the best", I get out through the pleasure, "Aaaa...and only you get to be...down...down there from now on"

"Mmm, promise?", he asks, his tongue rolling over my clit, sending pleasure to every nerve

"Promise! I promise Joo", I cry

His hands move to my legs holding them open as his mouth moves around my clit

I wait in anticipation and when he sucks, I yell loudly, my body arching off the bed, intense pleasure hitting me

His mouth moves hard and fast, tugging and playing, driving me fucking insane

I bury my hand in his hair, my other hand gripping his sheets tightly

I'm gonna cum any second

"Joo, gonna cum", I cry, not sure where he wants me to orgasm

"Yeah baby, cum in my mouth. I wanna taste your cream"

He sucks hard and I lose it, screaming his name, coming hard

"Jooheon!"

I pull his hair, lost in the bliss, his mouth not stopping, sucking me though my orgasm

Only when I finish, does he let go, his tongue moving to my hole, licking again

"Oh my god, so fucking good", he moans, "So fucking sweet. Goddamn it I'm gonna eat your cunt every day baby girl"

"Jesus Joo", I moan, liking that idea very much

"Please aegi, tell me I can eat you everyday. Tell me I can suck your pretty throbbing clit, swallow your delicious cum everyday. Please tell me I can", he begs

"Yes Joo. You can"

He lifts his head, smiling, his dimples on full display

My heart beats rapidly seeing that smile

I love his smile

He sits up and I do too, getting him to lay down

I kiss his perfect lips loving the way they feel against mine

Loving the way his kiss feels

As I slip my tongue in his mouth and deepening the kiss, I wrap my hand around his hard cock, pumping up and down and he moans against the kiss

His cock feels so big

I pull away from him, eyes looking down and I gape at the huge cock in my hand

Jesus Christ, he's so long and so thick

I had no idea Jooheon had this in his pants

I start moving down to suck his cock but he stops me, gripping my arm

"Joo let me-"

"No baby. Please, I just want to be inside you", he pleads

I want that too

After I blew him but I'm going to give him what he wants

Swinging my leg over him, I sit in his lap, his eyes on me, biting his lip

After pressing a soft kiss to his lips, sit up, reaching behind me and holding his dick up

Getting him under me, I lower myself on him, his head moving inside

"Oh god", he whispers, his hands squeezing my hips tightly

I push down, sliding along his cock inch by inch, pleasure hitting me from how much his cock is stretching me out

It feels amazing and I can feel myself drenching him

"Fuck, fuck, fuck", he moans, his eyes on where we meet

I feel so full of him already but I want to take him all

"Help me Joo", I whisper

His eyes move to mine, a question in them

"Push me down your cock. I want all of you inside me", I tell him, his eyes widening, "Please baby. Help me get on your cock"

His hands push me down and I take all of him, his head snugly against my spot, sending chills through me

I can't stop the throbbing on him and I don't want to

It feels so good

"Oh my god", Jooheon yells, "So fucking tight. Oh god. Fuck. You feel so good. So good. I can't....fuck"

I decide now is the time to move and I move up his length

His eyes snap to us just as I slip back down, his head smashing my spot

"Oh god", I cry

Leaning on his stomach, I move fast, bouncing on his perfect cock, feeling his thickness spread me open so pleasurably over and over again

"Fuck, so good baby. Don't stop"

His eyes are glued to where I'm fucking him, his mouth slightly open

"Like watching?", I ask, smirking

"Uh huh", he answers

I move my arms behind me, leaning on his thighs and spreading my legs more so he can watch

"I can't see baby", I tell him, now slamming down on his length harder, "So tell me what you see"

"Yyy..your pussy....swallowing my cock"

"Uh huh. What else baby?", I ask, getting more turned on

"Uh...your...fuck you're pussy lips are so puffy wrapped around me. You're clit is throbbing so much. Your cunt is so creamy, leaving cream all over my dick"

I feel myself getting closer and I move faster

"What else?"

I feel his fingers spread my lips, a soft moan coming from him

"Yyyy...fuck...your slit. When you come down, it stretches so big around me, straining when you get all of me in. God your cunt is so pretty on my cock"

"Joo I'm gonna cum", I moan, right there

"Yes baby. Please", he whimpers

His head rubs my spot and I yell as stars blast in my vision, pleasure washing over me

"Oh my god, so much cream baby", he moans

I keep riding him, grinding on his cock, rocking anything to keep the pleasure going

Through the pleasure, I feel myself ready to cum again and I ride him harder

"Oh fuck aegi, cum again. I feel it baby girl. Cream my cock"

"Jooheon!", I cry, my body shaking hard as I try to stay upright on him, coming on his cock, the pleasure amazing

"Fuck, so pretty baby. You look so pretty coming on my cock", he praises, his hands roaming my body

When I finish, he pulls me on top of him, rolling us over

"I'm gonna fuck you so good my baby", he whispers in my ear, "Keep your pretty legs open for me"

I nod and he sits up, slamming his cock into my dripping cunt

"So fucking wet for me. So tight, so good. Best pussy I've ever been in", he moans

"Bbbb...best cock I ever had inside me", I whimper, the constant stimulation to my spot, making me shake in bliss with every hit

"I'll be your best cock baby. I'll make you feel so good. Every day"

"I'll make you feel good baby", I tell him

"You are aegi", he says, looking down between my legs, "Fuck watching your slit get split open on my cock drives my fucking insane. The fucking tight throbs of your cunt make me feel good. You make me feel good"

His hands grip my hips, lifting me off the bed

As he pounds my cunt, he pulls me down on him, meeting his thrusts and going in deeper than before

So deep I can feel him in my belly

Through the haze, I hear a constant banging sound

Like something being hit over and over

Looking around, I find the source of the sound

His bed hitting the wall

It registers that he's fucking me that hard that his bed is moving

That fucking turns me on so much

"C'mon baby. I need more of your cum on me"

He wraps one arm around me, his hand on my ass, holding me up that way

Moving closer to me, he drills his cock in, his hand moving to my clit

The second he starts rubbing my clit, I scream in blinding pleasure, clenching his cock again and again

"That's it baby. Good girl. Cum for me"

His head hits my spot and his fingers rub just right on my clit and I'm thrown head first into a massively pleasurable orgasm

"Jooheon, oh my god, Jooheon!"

"There we go", he praises, "That's it aegi. Cum just like that for me"

His cock doesn't stop, fucking me though the orgasm

He lowers me back to the bed, wrapping my legs around him as he moves on top of me

He thrusts hard, the sound of our skin slapping together sounding throughout the room

Along with the wet sounds of my sopping cunt and his bed

"God you suck me back in so perfectly. Want me inside you that much huh?"

I nod, "Yes Joo. Want you so much. Love you so much"

"I love you Jo. More than anything"

His lips crash into mine, kissing me fiercely and I love every second of it

"What the fuck is that sound?", I hear someone yell

"Great, they're back", he mutters

I honestly didn't even know they were gone

I assumed they were in their rooms or something

"It's Jooheon's bed hitting the wall!", someone, I think it's Kihyun says

Jooheon just rolls his eyes and keeps up the pace, thrusting over and over, his pelvis rubbing my clit perfectly

"What is he fucking doing? Jumping on it?"

God they're dumb

There's only ever one reason why a bed would hit the wall at a constant pace

We ignore them, Jooheon lifting my boob up and wrapping his mouth on my nipple

He sucks quickly, sending more pleasure straight to my pussy and I can't help but yell

"Yes Jooheon! Yes!"

"Who the fuck is that?", Minhyuk asks

"He has a girl here!", Shownu yells

"Please Joo. More", I yell, so close

His cock just has to hit a few more times and I'm done

His mouth switches to my other nipple, sucking desperately like his life depends on it

"Jooheon! I'm gonna cum! Fuck I'm gonna cum!", I cry

"Cum aegi", he asks and I let the bliss run through me

"Jooheon! Oh my god! Jooheon!"

He sheathes his cock inside me, letting me ride out the bliss on his thick dick

"Good girl"

"Oh my god, he's banging Joanne!", Hyungwon yells

"Motherfucker", Jooheon mutters

"It's ok baby", I tell him, as my orgasm ends, "I don't care what they hear. I just want to be with you"

He smiles shyly

Which is ironic since he's...banging me

Very well too

"I want you too jagi"

He catches my lips in a kiss, slowing down and rocking his hips into me

So fucking good

"He's what?", Shownu shouts

"He. Is. Banging. Joanne.", Hyungwon says like Shownu is stupid

"How do you know?", Minhyuk asks

"Because that's her voice"

The door slams again

"What's going on? What's that noise?", someone else says

My god, it's really not that loud

But then again, I'm kinda out of it

It might be loud

I dunno and I don't care

"Fucking-", Jooheon starts

I shush him by kissing him deeply

He responds immediately, his tongue against mine, his hips slowly pushing his dick into me

I grip his back hard, not being able to get enough

His lips press kisses to my cheek, traveling down to my neck, making me moan loudly

"Does he have a girl here?"

"He is fucking Joanne"

"Oh god finally!", Changkyun yells

Finally?

What does he mean finally?

They know about Jooheon's feelings for me?

"I don't have to hear him whine about Jimin and how he wants to kill him for being with her anymore"

I giggle against his lips

That's cute to hear

"He said that? He didn't tell me shit!", Minhyuk declares

"God he wouldn't shut up about how much he loves her and how much he wants her, how no other girl compares to her. Drove me up a fucking wall"

"He's a dead man", Jooheon growls

"I think it's cute. You love me"

He nods, "Yeah Jo, I do. Always have"

"I love you Joo. So much", I smile, at him

He kisses me softly and move my hands around his neck, my fingers in his soft hair

The next time he moves in, I move my hips, meeting him

"Oh aegi", he whimpers, "I...I can't...you feel too good"

"Cum Joo", I tell him

He shakes his head, "You first aegi. I need you to first

He rolls his hips into me a touch faster letting me feel every inch of his cock inside me

His head brushes against my spot and I squeeze him tightly

"Jo", he cries

"Jooheon!", I moan loudly, incredible pleasure slamming into me, making me shake under me, "Fuck Jooheon!"

"Joanne, fuck!", he yells, moving all in, his cock throbbing and spurting his hot cum inside me

"Joo"

"Joanne, aegi, oh my god! Yes"

He shakes in my arms, his face burying in my neck as his orgasm goes on

I throb on him involuntarily, fast, milking his cock for all his cum

"Goddamn!", one of the guys yells

"I'm going to murder every single one of them", he murmurs in my skin as his orgasm ends

He pulls out and tries to move but I stop him, holding him to me

"Stay with me baby", I whisper

He lifts his head, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, smiling at me, "Yeah?"

I nod

He leans forward, his lips against mine

"I love you Joo", I tell him

His smile gets brighter, more beautiful

"I love your smile baby", I say, touching his dimples, "So beautiful"

"Not as much as yours aegi", he says, "I love you so much"

We share another kiss then he lays his head down on my chest, his arms around me

I slowly run my fingers in his sweaty hair, absolutely loving the feel of him in my arms

I'm drifting off to sleep when there's a knock on his door

"Jooheon?"

"Go away", he yells groggily

"Yeah but-"

"Go away!", I yell, "We're napping. Don't wake us up or you'll be sorry!"

"Ok sorry! Sorry!", Whoever it is says

Jooheon chuckles, "They're scared of you aegi"

"Good. Then maybe they won't make fun of us later"

"Oh they won't make fun of you. They'll wait until you leave and then make fun of me"

"Well...tell them if they do, I'll beat them up"

He laughs, kissing my chest, "Yeah you will my strong girl"

Kissing the top of his head, I say, "Yes I am. Now sleep baby"

"Yes ma'am", he answers, snuggling into me

I go back to playing with his hair, closing my eyes and thanking whoever's out there that my best friend is now my boyfriend

My perfect Jooheon

[taexual]

monsta x / fake dating

warning: bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though.��lower-case intended.

requested by @sweeticeream​​.

↣ shownu

frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)

when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it

why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?

you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes

so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt

and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes

sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company

which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you

it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)

you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade

but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year

and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding

the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love

but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you

there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here

but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”

that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”

you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down

but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i would mind.”

so, that was that, then

“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”

“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”

yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative

↣ wonho

it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both

a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot

and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?

he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room

or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to

and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that

but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”

and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot

and there it was

the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous

god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though

“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes

he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”

cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”

“oh, that.”

silence

honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now

but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”

oh, well okay, but what does that mean????

your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else

something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear

but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it

so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? 🤷🏻‍♀️

↣ minhyuk

honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke

everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”

so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”

it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable

like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be

but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this

you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest

because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk

it was barely there, though!

you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all

but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you

and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now

and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!

minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe

but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??

did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??

alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend

and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him

so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating

your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding

except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him

he’d always use the boyfriend card

“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”

and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”

he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh

but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him

↣ kihyun

okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating

you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take

he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”

(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)

and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this

until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”

and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank

kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around

so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer

and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”

partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away

you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else

preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you

but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other

you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look

“what the hell happened????”

finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”

you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend

“people just overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”

oh. well

“he wasn’t—i was just—”

but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying

“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”

“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin

kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you

your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)

and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?

and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess

“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”

you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things

one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating

and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart

↣ hyungwon

hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident

he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion

but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him

and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was

he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager

he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day

“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked

hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office

but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”

and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”

cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager

eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not

but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh, maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?

it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people

and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone

and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now

you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager

but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house

and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses

so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”

“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”

“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”

oh, okay, then

now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great

“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”

“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”

hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”

you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast

(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)

“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”

“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly

“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”

quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”

oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself

“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”

he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—

but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”

↣ jooheon

you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar

so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships

“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out

“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”

he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed

“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”

dumb or not, it worked

finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks

it was a dream come true

and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!

you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”

jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”

funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit

your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times

and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)

nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)

so it was all fun and games

until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a long time

jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”

but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night

when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised

so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights

“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”

jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny

“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”

you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier

but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you

“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked

he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”

“for our date,” he explained.

“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”

“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”

↣ i.m

he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)

there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take

and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything

or so he said

you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever

how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!

you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town

their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)

the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments

you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your real family

it was crushing

you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home

and now you were lying to them

so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives

he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)

“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”

???????

he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else

but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings

“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”

he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head

“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”

you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”

he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”

you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped

swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”

“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”

you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”

“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”

“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”

he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”

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Always On Time - Chapter 18

Pairing: Jooheon x female OC

Genre: childhood friends to enemies, enemies to friends, friends to lovers, smut (later chapters), fluff, angst, slow burn, idol AU!

Warning: mentions of mental health issues, mentions of workaholic disorder, curse words

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Chapter 18

"We’re almost there," Julie said as she looked at the map on her cellphone. "According to this, we’re 20 minutes away".

"Jeez, Jules, couldn’t you find a more distant place to go on a Monday morning?" Jooheon teased her. "We’ve been driving almost two hours and..."

"Don’t start complaining," Julie cut him. "I offered to drive an hour ago and you refused because, quote on quote, 'my Precious is not used to being handled by strangers'"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, fine, fine, it’s my fault..." Jooheon accepted.

In those last two hours of travel, the rapper had felt back in school. The situation was not entirely natural, as Jooheon knew that Julie was forcing some conversation topics, but at times like that her true self came out and Jooheon was happy that, at least at times, the girl would relax and stop thinking about everything that was going on.

"Jules, by the way... what are you doing here?" asked the rapper. "It’s about two hours from Seoul without heavy traffic".

"It’s my plan B," she replied. "We need a hall of mirrors to replace the club set and yesterday I found the invitation of some friends for the inauguration of their new gallery-museum. They won a contest a while ago, earning the favor of several wealthy families, married, and now manage the private collections of their investors. Recently, they built the gallery that we are going to visit and today is the pre-opening".

"Pre-opening?"

"It is a private party that they organize with their main investor and first exhibitor of the gallery" she explained. "It’s basically a party where investors flaunt their money behind closed doors before it’s open to the public".

"And they invited you?"

"Not to this party, to the general opening next week, but I asked for a favor and... here we are," she explained. "In the photos, I saw that they have a hall of movable mirrors that form a maze of reflections. I thought we could use it to record and give exposure to their project to other audiences... Turn here to the right and... there it is, a bit ahead".

Jooheon entered a private street and as he approached he could see a dark brown building with a single large window going from side to side of what would be the second floor. It was a fancy place... although Jooheon thought whoever designed it was a little desperate to show off his money.

"Jooheon-ah," Julie called him before she got out of the car, "don’t take this the wrong way, but let me do the talking, okay?"

Jooheon just laughed and nodded.

"I wasn’t going to open my mouth, Jules. Don’t worry".

*****

Almost three hours later... Jooheon had done most of the talking.

It turns out that Jules' friend was a Monbebe and Jooheon was her bias, so when the rapper got out of the car, the girl almost fainted from the excitement. Jooheon was only relieved that her husband would laugh and not be jealous.

Julie, for her part, could not say anything at first because her friend kept asking her why she didn’t tell her Lee Jooheon was coming along. After that, she could not talk much either, because her friends were more interested in the idol than in her. In the end, she sighed and decided to use that to her advantage. The result? They managed to secure the last filming set.

"God, my head," Julie said after saying goodbye to the couple and getting in the car with Jooheon.

"I liked them," Jooheon said closing the door.

"Ha, your ego liked them, doesn’t it?".

"Auch, Jules" the rapper said. "Don’t tell me that you became the jealous type in these years" he bothered her.

"Shut the fuck up and stop talking shit".

"HAHAHAHAHAHHA you started... Well, now what?"

"Now, let’s go to Seoul to..."

"Wait, what about lunch?"

"Lunch... we can eat something on the way, right?" she said.

"The last time you ate anything was 6 hours ago, Julianne," Jooheon said. Julie looked at him again in amazement as Jooheon hardly ever called her by her full name. "We’re going to have a real meal. I asked your friend for good restaurants and she recommended the hotel nearby. After that, we go to Seoul".

Julie was going to protest, but her stomach tricked her at the time, so she decided to shut up and lay her head on the seat while Jooheon drove.

******

"IS THAT I.M.?" Julie asked in surprise. She was having lunch with Jooheon at the hotel’s restaurant and they started talking about all the things that the rapper had done, and what they had forced him to do, during those years. Naturally, they ended up talking about his members and Jooheon was showing her a video of I.M. dancing on their first reality... one of those videos that the maknae had begged him to delete from his cell phone, which Jooheon clearly did not do.

"The same one".

"The same I.M. who’s with Liv?... the Liv I know?"

"Well... yes" Jooheon laughed. "In his defense, Changkyungnie has matured a lot in recent years. He’s still an idiot and he’s still capable of making ridiculous things like this, but meeting Liv made him grow up".

"I see... well, I guess some people change".

"All people change, Jules" Jooheon corrected. "Although some, like I.M., need a strong slap to do so".

"Poor thing... but if that got him where he is, good for him, I guess?"

"Yes, I think so," Jooheon conceded. "Changkyungnie and Liv went through a lot, although if you asked me, a conversation would have saved them a lot of trouble, but the important thing is that they are already well. They even act like a married couple".

"You say it like it was something bad".

"Nah, it’s not bad," Jooheon said. "It’s just... strange? I mean, although there’s not much age difference, I.M. is still my little brother. Sometimes I find it hard to believe he’s grown so much".

"Don’t tell me you’re one of those people who feels bad because their younger brothers have a partner before them," Julie teased him.

Jooheon knew it was a joke but decided to test the waters and give a serious answer.

"No, not at all, I’m very happy for them," he said. "But having a couple like them around all the time makes you think, you know? And... want things".

Julie didn't say much to that.

"Don’t mind me," Jooheon said, cutting off the moment. "I guess I’m so full that I already talk nonsense".

"You always talk nonsense," Julianne responded.

"Well... more than usual" he relented. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, we should be getting back," Julie said, raising her hand to get the check.

*****

"Closed?" Julie asked the traffic officer in front of them. "What do you mean the road is closed? It was perfectly fine when we came in the morning".

"There was an accident about half an hour ago," the officer replied. "There was a landslide, and some cars were buried under the dirt and there were some collisions between the cars that stopped suddenly. No fatalities, but no one can pass until we finish treating the wounded, clear the road and secure other parts of the route. We do not want something similar to happen".

"And how long do you think it will take, officer?" Jooheon asked.

"Well... at this rate, the road will probably be completely ready tomorrow morning, considering the cleaning and general inspection work that needs to be done".

"This is not happening," Julie sighed. "Do you know if there is another route to Seoul?"

"Not by land," the officer said. "There is another option which is to take the ferry, but due to the closure of the route there must be more demand than normal and I know that the owner does not like to make trips after sunset".

"No problem," said Julie, "we’ll try to get there, could you tell us which way to go?"

*****

Twenty minutes later, Julie was ready to throw a tantrum in the middle of the harbor. They had arrived as quickly as possible, but, as the officer had told them, there were many people trying to reach the city, and the ferry was overloaded. They had organized two more trips and were giving tokens to those who arrived so that they knew on which trip they would go... Unfortunately, Julie and Jooheon arrived very late and the last seats of the last trip had been filled long ago.

Julianne swallowed her anger and frustration and headed to the car with Jooheon behind. The least she could do was to maintain her dignity.

Upon reaching the car, she opened the passenger door and threw herself into the seat. Jooheon closed the door and walked slowly toward the driver’s seat. When he got in the car too, Julie was talking to herself:

"This is a joke... that’s it, it’s a joke... no, it’s a test, the company is testing my patience... Which is the stupidest idea I’ve ever had in my life, why the fuck would an entertainment company do that?... No, no, no, this is... this is a meme... that’s it, it’s a meme, because there’s no other way that this last week was really my life... argggg... now what do I do?"

"Well, for starters," Jooheon interrupted, "I already called Wonho-hyung and explained the situation. Areum-ah and Ivy are covering for you and told me to calm down. We have no equipment to work with, so all we can do is wait until tomorrow for the road to be clear again".

"I’m going to be late in everything... tomorrow we had the final presentation and I have to edit it... And I also had the last round of package reviews, so if we were too late, they might not be ready for the comeback and that would be a problem... AND THE PRINTS. Today they had to get to the office and I had to send them to..."

"Julianne" Jooheon said, cutting off the girl’s line of thought once more. "Calm down, will you? A vein will explode if you continue like this".

"How can I calm down if..."

"Don’t you trust your team?" Jooheon threw. "Look, I know you feel bad about not being able to do everything you had to do, but Areum-ah and Ivy know what you know, I’m sure they’ll take care of everything... We can’t do anything, but at least you can spend this time without falling into a stress coma".

Julie kept quiet. Jooheon was right, but her mind was spinning and she didn’t want to accept that the rapper was right.

"Well, since we agree" continued the rapper, "how about an ice cream?"

Jooheon and Julie spent the next few hours getting to know the small, yet exclusive, coastal town. At first, Julianne was not very happy, but Jooheon convinced her and they had a pleasant afternoon. Jooheon called the hotel where they had lunch and booked two rooms. Julie objected as it was a very expensive place for the budget she had, but had to give in when Jooheon told her that he had already paid for the rooms.

After walking along the beach, both went on to buy the essentials to spend the night: pajamas, toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant... After that, they went to dinner and returned to the hotel around 8 p.m. When they entered, they saw many people dressed in gala outfits in the lobby and apparently there was some kind of party. Music was coming out of one of the rooms and there was almost no staff in sight, which probably meant they were in the lounge attending to the guests.

"What is the occasion?" Jooheon said in awe of the hustle and bustle.

"I think it’s the pre-opening after-party," Julie said, recognizing some faces. "I knew they were going to do it in a hotel, but I didn’t know it would be in this one".

"Well, apparently they did well with the event," he said. "Here, wait for me here, I’ll go get the keys to the rooms," said the rapper giving his bag to Julie and heading to the reception.

Julianne stepped aside and was admiring one of the paintings hanging in a section of the lobby that the girl assumed was a waiting room. It had armchairs, tea tables, magazines, a coffee machine...

"Julie?" said a voice at her back.

On hearing her name, Julianne froze in place. She felt a chill running down her back and tears threatening to build up in her eyes. She never expected to find Kang-Dae there, wasn’t he supposed to be out of the country? Besides, he never really liked these social gatherings, so what was he doing there?

Slowly, Julie turned and looked straight at him.

"Kang-Dae-ssi" she greeted. "I... I did not expect to see you here".

"Neither did I," he said.

After that initial greeting, neither of them knew what to say. They both had their last conversation in mind and Julie was still upset about his almost intervention, not to mention she was still recovering from her breakup a few months ago.

"Well, I think..." started Julie before another female voice cut her off.

"Oppa! There you are," said a girl dressed in yellow who came to Kang-Dae’s side and intertwined her arm with his. "I was looking for you inside, did something happen?"

Julie felt nauseous and the tears she had swallowed were threatening to fill her eyes again. She didn’t know the girl’s name, but she knew she was the daughter and heiress of one of the largest textile conglomerates in the country. No wonder they were together at the party...

"Who is she, oppa?" the girl said with a defiant look at Julie. That look told her that she knew exactly who Julianne was, but she wanted to hear her "oppa" answer. Julie did not give her the pleasure.

"I was Kang-Dae-ssi’s college classmate," she said briefly. "A pleasure".

"Julie, are you here alone?" Kang-Dae began, ignoring his companion’s question. "Did something happen in...?"

"Jules!"

The three of them turned to see the owner of that voice and Julie thanked Jooheon for the excellent timing.

"There you are," the rapper added as he walked up to Julie’s side and put his hand around her waist. "Oh, Kang-Dae-ssi? What a surprise"

"Jooheon-ssi" replied the businessman without taking his eyes off Jooheon’s hand.

"Do you have the key?" asked Julie approaching Jooheon and seeing the rapper in the eyes. The girl wasted no time and decided to continue the game Jooheon started. It was a completely childish move, but how good it felt.

"Yes, here it is... it was tough, but I managed to get one of the suites," continued the rapper without losing sight of Kang-Dae’s face. "Give me the bags, they must be heavy".

"Did you come together?" Kang-Dae asked.

"Oppa!" her companion said with laughter. The girl seemed much more relaxed now. "Don’t be like that, don’t ask those things... Sorry, he can be very direct sometimes".

"Don’t worry," Julie replied. "It was nice to see you, Kang-Dae-ssi, but we’re a little tired, so..."

"Oh, sure, go ahead," replied the other girl before Kang-Dae could say anything. "Oppa, come on, they’re waiting for us inside..."

The four said goodbye with nods and Julie and Jooheon headed to the elevator holding hands. Jooheon could feel Julie shaking, so he brought her closer to him, put his hand on her back, and directed her all the way. Once inside the elevator, Jooheon kept his hand on her back and left it there until they reached the room.

Only upon entering and seeing the suite they were in, Julie reacted:

"You told me you had booked normal rooms," she told the rapper.

"I did... but at the reception, they told me they made a mistake and gave me this one"

"It’s ridiculous, we have to go to..."

"Calm down, Jules," Jooheon said, taking her by the shoulders and looking at her face. "I promise it’s nothing, okay? And look, you see that door? There’s my room. It’s a double suite, so we’ll sleep in different beds... in case you were worried..."

"I’m not 5, Jooheon," Julie replied.

"Mphf, no, I guess not," Jooheon said with a dry laugh.

The rapper lowered his arms when he saw that Julie was calmer, but both stood there, not knowing very well what to do.

"Jules..."

"Thank you" she cut him. "Thank you for what you did down there".

"Tha-... Uff, I thought you were going to be mad at me," Jooheon said relieved. "It was nothing, Jules... And I know you probably don’t want to tell me, but... are you okay?"

Julie laughed low and turned to sit on the bed. Jooheon followed her and sat next to her.

"Do you remember what you told me the day of Minhyuk-ssi’s inauguration?" Julie asked.

"If it’s going to make you angry with me now... no, I don’t remember".

"Don’t be an idiot" Julie said. "What you said to me... hurt, Jooheon-ah. I really did... but I think what hurt me most was that you were right".

Jooheon never expected Julie to tell him that, so he was caught off guard.

"You know? I had a plan... it was a very nice plan and all I had to do was keep walking in a straight line," Julianne began. "At first everything was wonderful. I know it doesn’t seem like it and you probably won’t believe it, but I was genuinely happy with the plan I had... the problem was that the plan changed and I refused to see it. I just... I was afraid of what would happen if I went another way and..."

Julie’s voice broke and she could no longer speak. Jooheon wanted to hug her, but Julie straightened her back and the rapper understood that she needed her space.

The girl got up and went to the suit’s window. The hotel gardens were visible from there and with the lights on it looked like it was a scene taken from a book.

"There’s nothing wrong with changing plans, Jules," Jooheon assured her. "Especially when the path you were following was hurting you".

"Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if... if..."

"If we hadn’t met again," Jooheon finished for her.

Julie did not respond. Both remained silent for a while until she spoke again.

"I feel on the edge of a cliff, Jooheon-ah" Julie admitted. "I’m afraid to jump, but I’m also afraid to go back..."

"I know what that feels like" said the rapper getting up to get closer to Julie. "Lose control or go back to the safe zone..."

"What would you do?" Julie asked him, turning around to look him in the eyes. "What did you do to feel better, Jooheon-ah?"

The plea in Julie’s eyes was more than what Jooheon could bear. The rapper felt this need to hug her and tell her that everything would be okay, but he knew that it could pressure Julie in the wrong way, so he held back. But he felt his hands burning.

"I... well... you know me, Jules. I decided to jump and lose some control".

"And... did it work?"

"Mmmmm... something like that?" said the rapper. "But that doesn’t mean you have to make hasty decisions. I know you prefer to think things over and..."

"All my life I’ve thought things through" she cut him off. "I feel comfortable with that, but when I decided to take a leap and quit my job, for example, I felt... alive".

Both were silent again. Jooheon didn’t know where this conversation was going and Julie was dizzy from so many things going through her head.

No, no more, she thought. I don’t want to think anymore...

"Jooheon-ah..."

"Yes?"

"That day at the gallery... you told me things could be different," she said. "You told me you could show me how I could feel every day".

In saying that, Julie was a little... scared?... for saying what she was thinking, but she knew she had to say it.

"Show me" she finished.

"Jules..." Jooheon said after swallowing the knot in his throat. That was the last thing he expected from Julie. He knew it was probably the vulnerability talking and the last thing he wanted was to take advantage of that. But he had a hard time ignoring Julie’s gaze at the moment.

"Please, Jooheon-ah," she said approaching. "I just... want to take a leap".

"Jules... in other circumstances, believe me that I... but, today you’re not thinking straight with everything that happened and..."

"I want to stop thinking," she insisted.

Jooheon said nothing and just looked at her face. He was having an internal battle because he felt his heart was going to explode, but at the same time, he was afraid to hurt her.

After a few minutes, Julie stepped back and looked down.

"I’m sorry," she said. "I shouldn’t have put you in such an uncomfortable situation".

Julie did not look up and Jooheon approached her:

"Jules, look me in the eye," he said and she did. "Jules, the last thing I want you to do is wake up regretting what might happen today. I don’t want to hurt you like this".

"Jooheon-ah... I’m sure," she replied. "But I know it could be awkward and..."

Julie stopped talking when she felt Jooheon’s hand on her lower back. The other hand was caressing her cheek and Julie could feel the heat left by the caresses of the rapper.

"Jules... take a deep breath first, okay?" he said. "Okay, now… tell me, are you really sure? What do you want?"

"I... I’m sure," she said sincerely as she looked down. "But, it’s been a while... and I don't…".

Jooheon understood perfectly, but he still needed to know if there was something the girl felt uncomfortable with.

"Jules..." he said as he looked down at Julianne’s lips. "I want to kiss you. Can I?"

Jooheon ran his thumb through Julie’s lower lip to separate it slightly from her upper lip and approached slowly. Julie hadn’t given him an answer, but she hadn’t walked away either.

Jooheon stopped just before their lips touched and it was Julie who erased the distance between the two.

Julie hoped it was an intense kiss, but Jooheon had other plans. To him, time didn’t matter, nothing mattered in those moments and he wanted Julie to feel the same.

Jooheon kissed her slowly and it was the softest kiss Julie had ever had. The rapper knew what he was doing, because soon after he could feel Julie relax and that’s when he knew that the girl was enjoying the moment. At least he knew he was.

After a while, they broke the kiss, but neither wanted things to stop there.

"Jules" Jooheon said. "Tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything and I’ll stop, okay?"

"Mmm-kay" she said before kissing Jooheon again.

Now Julie’s hands were also on Jooheon. They ran down his back, his abdomen, his neck...

Jooheon began to walk backward pulling Julie with him until he bumped into the bed and sat on it. Without breaking the kiss, he had Jules open her legs to sit on top of him and put the girl’s knees in the bed. In this position, Jooheon ran his hands across Julianne’s legs and felt the girl’s tremors as she felt the caress. That motivated him to continue.

Jooheon broke the kiss to see Julie sitting on his lap and convince himself that he wasn’t dreaming. He put her hair behind her ears and went down to kiss her collarbone. When he reached the collar of her shirt, he began to unbutton the buttons one by one at a speed that was giving Julie anxiety.

"Are you going to last all night taking off my shirt?" she asked when she could no longer take it.

"Calm down, Jules" he reassured her. "I’m just taking my time to think about what I should do to you first".

Julie had no answer for that. Jooheon’s eyes told her that the rapper was not lying, which only increased the girl’s heart rate and she could already feel how wet she was.

She could not stand still, so she bowed and kissed Jooheon at the corner of his lips, cheek, cheekbone, jaw, clavicle... while also unbuttoning his shirt.

Jooheon only laughed at Julie’s impatience.

"Jules... let me take care of you" he asked. "I promise you won’t regret it".

Julie got the hint and stopped trying to rush things. Jooheon then resumed his task and, now with her shirt open, left a kissing path all over Julie’s chest. Soon, the shirt was on the floor and Jooheon unbuttoned the bra.

Upon hearing the click, Julie leapt, so Jooheon stopped, looked into her eyes, and kissed her again on the lips until he felt her relax in his lap again. As he kissed her, he removed her bra and began to stimulate one of Julie’s nipples.

The girl couldn’t help the moan that came out of her mouth and upon hearing it, Jooheon felt his cock instantly harden. So much so that the pressure on his pants became almost unbearable. This made Julie moan again, as in the position she was in she could perfectly feel what her moans were causing in Jooheon.

They both needed to change positions, so Jooheon turned around so that now Julie was lying on the bed on her back and he was on top of her. He took off the shirt Julie had unbuttoned and began to caress the waist of Julianne’s pants.

Minutes later, the girl’s pants were on the floor and Jooheon could feel the moisture in Julianne’s underwear.

"This is for me, Jules?" he whispered in her ear as he made a little pressure above the fabric in just the right spot.

Julie couldn’t help but arch her back and moan a little.

"That’s my girl," he said, before continuing to kiss her.

Julie was lost in a cloud of pleasure. She hadn’t felt like this for a long time and every touch of Jooheon seemed to hit the most vulnerable spot, only to feel her head explode from all the sensations she was having.

Before Julie could get used to Jooheon’s new strokes, the rapper pushed aside the underwear, without taking it off yet, and ran two fingers along the opening. Again, Julie moaned with pleasure and Jooheon took it as a signal to push the two fingers into Julie’s center and begin slow but steady movements.

Julie moaned again as she felt the intrusion and grabbed one of Jooheon’s arms. The rapper was watching Julianne’s every move, and seeing her writhing with pleasure from his caresses only excited him more and more. The lump between his legs hurt, but he refused to take care of it until Julie came at least once.

"Jooheon-ah" she said. "Jooheon-ah... more"

"More?" he asked. "You just have to ask, Jules".

The rapper removed the two fingers, but before the girl could protest, Jooheon made the last piece of cloth on her disappear and now it was not his fingers, but his tongue that Julie felt inside her.

Like his hand, the rapper’s tongue was not rushed. Julie felt the pressure and heat in her abdomen and legs slowly grow, and so did Jooheon.

When he was sure that Julie was sensitive enough, he put his thumb over her clit and started moving it in circular motions that were driving Julianne crazy. The pressure she felt was just enough for her mind to be clouded by pleasure and Julie felt every movement and caress of Jooheon that made her closer and closer to her climax.

Jooheon knew the girl was on the verge when he felt her muscles tighten. At that point, he began to make faster and more aggressive movements. Julie’s moans increased in volume until she felt all the pressure released in tremors and spasms.

Jooheon continued working until Julie’s orgasm ended. After that, he caressed Julianne’s inner legs and began to trace a path of soft kisses along her body until reaching her lips. The orgasm had been intense, and both were breathing loudly.

"Are you all right, Jules?" Jooheon asked as he lay next to Julie.

She nodded and turned to kiss him again.

Jooheon didn’t plan on taking things too far, especially since he wasn’t ready and wasn’t going to be irresponsible... but Julie had another idea.

Without breaking the kiss, Julie began to run her hands across Jooheon’s chest and arms until she reached the waist of the underpants peeking above the waist of his pants. The girl was fully aware of the state of the rapper, so she began to lower the zipper of the jeans, but the rapper stopped her.

"Jules... wait" he said with a gasp. "Wait... if you keep this up I don’t think..."

"Jooheon-ah... are you going to make me beg again?" Julie cut him with a whisper.

Jooheon swallowed the knot in his throat. He could feel the pressure between his legs increase, but the little control he had stopped the girl’s movements once more.

"Jules... wait" he asked again. "Not that I don’t want to, I just don’t come prepared".

"Open the last drawer of the nightstand," she said.

Jooheon did what Julie said without understanding, but seeing what was inside he was surprised...

"What the hell?" said the rapper when he saw the variety of condoms, pills, lubricant, and some other sex toys that were there. "How...?"

Julie did not respond. She had Jooheon lie down on the pillows and extended her arm herself to get one of the condoms out of the drawer. She started kissing Jooheon again and put the little package in the hand of the rapper. After a few minutes, she separated a little from him and looked him in the eye.

She didn’t want to force him to do something he felt uncomfortable with, she had pushed him enough and wanted him to make the final decision now.

The rapper held her gaze and asked her one last time if she was sure. Julie nodded and Jooheon wasted no time. With faster movements than the last time, the rapper made Julie lie on her back while opening the package.

Julie helped him get rid of his remaining clothes, and Jooheon was relieved when he was finally free of the pressure from his pants. They both started kissing again, but now the kiss had nothing soft or sweet about it... it was intense, it was full of the expectation they both felt.

Before putting on the condom, Jooheon made sure Julie was ready not to hurt her. He kissed her on the lips, the collarbone, the neck, the chest and slowly went down to the abdomen. He then ran his fingers through the opening and smiled as he felt Julianne’s center completely wet again.

"Jooheon-ah" Julie moaned suddenly.

Jooheon stopped and looked her in the eye.

"Jooheon-ah... I’m going crazy," she admitted. "I need you... fast".

"Whatever you order, Jules," said the rapper as he positioned himself right at her entrance and began to enter slowly.

With small movements, the rapper was breaking through little by little and every inch sent shocks of pleasure through the body of both. Jooheon was in the clouds, for a moment he thought he would end up just by being inside Julie, but he managed to maintain control and not make a fool of himself.

Little by little, Jooheon’s careful movements increased in speed and Julie followed him until both reached a pace that was pushing them further and further to the edge. They were both moaning and panting, but that didn’t stop Jooheon from repositioning Julianne’s legs so she could go deeper.

The change of position made Julie feel spasms of pleasure all over her back and as a result, the moans that came out of her mouth were stronger and stronger. These sounds were driving Jooheon crazy to the point where his movements threatened to become erratic.

"Jules... Jules" Jooheon whispered in gasps.

"Jooheon-ah... I think that..."

Julie couldn’t finish because she felt Jooheon’s fingers right where she needed them. Julianne’s back arched with the new sensations and she felt the pressure on her abdomen and the heat between her legs rise again. Jooheon could also feel the girl’s muscles contracting and sending him to the edge as well.

Soon after, Julie felt her orgasm coming down her abdomen, legs and arms, and by making sure she reached her climax, Jooheon also let himself go. Julie felt him tighten up on her and they both got carried away by the pleasure-filled muscle spasms. Gradually the spasms were decreasing and both were in a state of stupor and pleasure.

Jooheon kissed Julie again as he pulled back carefully. The rapper laid down next to her and put an arm under Julianne’s head. She sighed and laid her head on Jooheon’s chest. For a few minutes, all they did was catch their breath and cuddle.

"Jules" Jooheon said after a while breaking the silence. "How do you feel? Are you okay?"

"Mmmm, I’m fine," she replied quietly.

When Jooheon saw her again, he noticed that her eyes were closing from exhaustion. He didn’t blame her, he felt he was seconds away from falling asleep, but refused to do so until he made sure Julie was okay.

"Are you cold? Does anything hurt?" he continued with questions.

"Hmm? No, I’m fine... although I have to go to the bathroom," she replied as she stood up.

Suddenly, Julie became aware of her naked body, but before she could do anything about it Jooheon put a blanket on her shoulders and helped her to her feet. He also gave her pajamas and a tired smile that Julie returned.

When the girl came back from the bathroom, Jooheon had put on the pajamas he had bought and replaced the sheets with a clean set he found in the bedroom closet. He was just finishing rearranging the duvet when he felt Julie hugging him from behind. Not expecting the gesture, Jooheon stood still as he stroked Julianne’s hands.

"If I ask you to stay, will you be here tomorrow when I wake up?" Julie asked.

Jooheon wasn’t expecting the question either, but he didn’t hesitate to answer:

"If that’s what you want, Jules, I’ll be here".

Julie just nodded and as he felt the nod, Jooheon turned to face Julie.

"Tired?" he asked.

"A little," she said.

Jooheon just laughed and helped her get under the sheets. Then he climbed on the other side of the bed and put his arm under Julianne’s head.

The rapper felt how the girl’s breathing was getting slower and deeper.

"Sweet dreams, Jules," Jooheon said as he kissed the top of her head and was carried away by exhaustion.

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[lushta1es0nm3]

Accountability

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x fem reader

Summary: “So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Also, I did not proofread any of this, I wrote a while back and was reading through my drafts and found this and decided to post it cause, why the fuck not. I miss MONSTA X. I also post with phone wallpapers I made for each storyline, feel free to use them if you like. Please, do enjoy 😊

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked the man sitting on your couch as you clutched your chest in surprise. You’d just walked in the door, thinking you be able to think about your future.

He sighed and stood up “what do you think,” he started, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

“For what, we’re not a couple, remember?” You cut him off with a scoff.

“All that changed when I found out.” He stated angrily.

“Found out what, Kihyun, we broke it off, a week ago-” You started

“But your pregnant, right.” He stated matter of factly cutting you off.

You froze and stared at him, “How’d I find out?” Kihyun asked the question you were thinking, “this,” he pulled out a positive pregnancy test and tossed it on the table, “I found it in the master bedroom at the condo. I went back to clean things up before selling it. Why didn’t you tell me? I had to search high and low to find you, is this why you wanted to stop? Is this why you broke it off.”

You sighed and dropped your head, “We’re not a couple, this was supposed to be a no strings attached thing. It was an accident, it wasn’t-”

“Accidentally or not,” he cut you off, “I had to find out this way. Why didn’t you tell me-,”

“Tell you for what,” you yelled, “so you can tell me to get rid of it!”

“You know me better than that,” he yelled back, you watched as tears formed in his eyes, “yes, we’ve been fucking for over a year,” a tears slipped from his eyes as he blinked and lowered his voice, “regardless of that, why didn’t you tell me, when you know I’d be glad to have a family.”

“We don’t love each other,” you stated, “we get our fill and go our separate ways.”

“That’s a lie,” he countered, “how many nights did we spend together talking without the sex? Did we not tell secrets?” He was laying down facts.

“It doesn’t matter now,” you replied, “it’s gone.”

“It’s gone?” Kihyun asked, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“I got rid of it.” You said, “I’m not ready for a kid.”

Kihyun dropped his head and fell silent, he was hurt, but deep down he knew he had to respect your decision because it was your body. He took a deep breath and decided it would be best to just leave. He took a step and almost tripped, you instinctively reached out a hand to catch him, but he snatched away from you and left without saying another word.

This, this thing that you both had was good and bad. You both stumbled upon each other by chance at a very small bar you had begun to frequent, he was alone and you. Both of you shared a drink or two and exchanged stories, which led to sleeping together. Hoping it was a one time thing, you let it go at that. But you ran into each other a few more times and then decided to just use each other as a way to find some relief in this world of madness.

Relief with no string attached, he bought the place and you both paid the extra expenses to keep this good thing going. It was so good it last well over a year. So good that after one night of drinking and talking you both went at each other with no protection. But really, the only thing you lacked, that couples shared was, the dates and introducing each other to your friends and family. Let’s or forget to mention the fact that you only meet up in the late evenings and night. But this was something hidden in plan sight.

You sighed and sat down on your couch and rested your hands in your hair for a brief moment and then reaching out and grabbing the pregnancy test off the table and placing a hand on your stomach. You lied to him, it was still with you, meaning you hadn’t made up your mind on rather or not to keep it or to get rid of it.

Another sigh passed your lips as you put the test down and stood up. This was just too much at one time for you, you were thinking, how’d he find out where you live? Neither of you had ever been to the others house, so how in the fuck did he find you? You abruptly threw the test against the wall in aggravation, shattering it into pieces. With that being enough for the night, you decided to just sleep, sleep would be the best stress relief. But sadly for you it didn’t come so easily.

To be honest, you couldn’t fall asleep properly for a week. And that was because by then you’d started the early symptoms of pregnancy. So that being said you kept it, it became her, your baby had grown to be a year old. But it wasn’t easy, the sleepless nights and constantly feeling like you weren’t a fit mother plagued you some days. But still you toughed it out and held your head up all while working to keep a steady flow of income.

That being said, today was one of those tough days, you had meetings back to back and you’d kept getting calls from your sitter, who kept saying she had to leave. But you had to complete this one last meeting before running off, for the day. It had gotten dark out, one more and your out. You took a deep breath before walking into the conference room, telling yourself it wouldn’t take long. There were only three people, plus you and your two team members and your boss. Easy right?

The moment you turned away from the board to introduce yourself, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting at the table glaring at you. Ah fuck, be cool sis. You cleared your throat and started the meeting as if he wasn’t there. It went smoothly because you didn’t look at him because you knew that if you did, you stumble over your words and that wouldn’t be good for anybody.

Once the meeting came to and everyone exited the conference room, spilling out into the hallway. They were conversing while you were trying to get away. The moment you began walking away from the crowd, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned around, it was your sitter, she was frowning.

“Ms. Y/L/N,” she started handing you your little girl who smiled at you, “I’ve called your phone many times and you didn’t answer.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I’ll pay you extra,” you promised, “I’ve had meetings all day and I left my phone at my desk.” You apologized again after she complained about being late to hang out with her friends. She still agreed to come back the next day to babysit.

You sighed after she left and looked at child with a smile, “Let’s go Ki, mommy misses you.” You tossed her in the air a little making her giggle as if it’s the funny thing in the word. You kissed her cheek and started walking back to your desk to gather your things.

On your way out of the building, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting waiting on you. He approached you glancing between you and the child, you knew he wanted an explanation so, you spoke first.

“Let’s go somewhere and talk.” You suggested looking at your baby and then back at him, “it’s a little chilly out here, I don’t want her to get sick.”

Kihyun nodded and followed after you, to a small cafe. He didn’t say anything, he just stared at the little girl with eyes like his. He couldn’t fix his lips to say anything, he felt that he’d cry if he did.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I lied. I was lost and scared. I hurt you and I didn’t even think about your feelings at all. I was being selfish.”

“Why…….why didn’t you call me,” he started slowly, “you-,” he paused and looked away as he took at deep breath to control his emotions, “she looks just like me.” He stated the obvious. His eyes held longing.

You stood up abruptly and placed her in his lap, she immediately smiled at him and started baby babbling to him. A tear escaped his eyes as he finally smiled at his child, he apologized to her for not being there but that wasn’t his fault.

“Hi, I’m your dad.” He spoke softly as a small grin finally graced his face.

She giggled and stood up in his lap, before randomly giving giving him what was meant to be a kiss but ended up being a cheek full of baby drool. Kihyun let out a small yell as shock took over his face.

“You’re feisty.” He said looking at her with wide eyes, holding her a little distance from his face, to keep from her from doing it again, “where do we go from here?” He asked you.

“We can start slow,” you answered, “come and see her whenever you want, just let me know ahead of time.”

He agreed, you both slowly caught up that night, talking mainly about your child. At some point it felt like nothing happened as you two conversed back and forth like old times. Eventually you both parted ways, but he came by every chance he got. He wanted to see her as much as he could. And you, my dear, was fine with that.

A month turned into two and with it, you might as well say you were living together. Because somehow, Kihyun had begun to spend nights and days at your place, going so far as to leave some of his things there. Well ma’am, this was going on the third month, you woke up in a hurry. Both of you did.

Scrabbling to get dressed and ready for work, the sitter would arrive at any minute. You tossed your earrings in your purse as Kihyun fought with his necktie. He swore as you made your way over and helped him quickly. He kissed your cheek and said thanks. You paused after a second to realize what had just transpired. While Kihyun was oblivious to what he’d just done.

You opened your mouth to say something but the front door opened and your sitter walked in. You spoke to her hurriedly, trying to explain to her what was where and why, when Kihyun spoke cutting you off briefly.

“Good morning,” he greeted the sitter as he kissed the top of the babies head, “I’m leaving now honey, I’ll see you later tonight,” he spoke to you, “I’m going to be late, their so much going on. Bye.”

He full on pecked you lips before leaving, you stood there in a little shocked, the sitter grinned thinking it was cute.

“Stop that,” you told her, “we’re not together,” you explained, “what the hell is wrong with him?”

“Nothings wrong with him,” your sitter smirked, “what’s wrong with you?” She pointed and picked up your kid before walking away leaving you a little shook.

The day progressed slowly and as dinner time rolled around, you realized you’d be seeing Kihyun earlier than anticipated because your companies agreed to have a dinner gathering. I mean there was a joint project going on.

But all things were good and dandy as you sat at the large table alone scrolling on your phone looking at cute clothes to order for your baby. The chair beside you slid out and you looked up into Kihyun’s face.

“Oh that adorable.” He pointed out, taking a seat, he himself pulled his phone out to show you something he’d found, “take a look at this one,” he showed you as you leaned over to get a better look, “yellow would be so cute on her right?”

“Yes,” you answered, “adding a little bow would be to die for.” He swiped away from the item and you caught a glimpse of matching family wear. You sighed before speaking, it was just the two of sitting at the table anyway, “Kihyun,” you called his name and he looked at you curiously, “why’d you kiss me this morning?”

He thought for a second, “I don’t remember kissing you.” He honestly replied with a small shake of his head.

You were about to speak but was cut off by the sudden chatter of the others coming to join. You smiled and so did he but he didn’t miss the look of pure annoyance when a guy you work with made an appearance. He wasn’t working on the project so why was he there? To make matters worse, he sat next to you and Kihyun didn’t miss you rolling your eyes and letting out a low huff.

Halfway through dinner, when everyone was talking about dating, for some fucking reason. Your coworkers brought up the fact that you and said annoying coworker were both single. It was as if they were trying to hook you up with him. But as if on cue, Kihyuns coworkers also pointed out him and another guy being single and asked you which of the men you’d pick.

“I have a whole cute little baby girl,” you smartly answered, “I don’t think any one can top that.”

The table erupted with laughter, but the question was reiterated, almost as if they were pressing for an answer. But none came, so everyone went back to chatting about whatever. It was almost over when you let out a small sigh. As you did, Kihyun put his cup down after drinking from it, he got a little food on his sleeve.

Now bitch, as if on instinct, you reached over and started cleaning his sleeve with a paper towel. He smirked as you two started exchanging whispers. You made a remark about your child being clumsy and he giggled before saying that she got it from you. After a small bit of playful back and forth, you felt a tap on your shoulder, with that, your smile dropped as you turned to see what your coworker wanted.

“What’s so funny?” He asked looking between the two of you, “do you two know each other?” He added when he saw the look on both your faces.

“None of your business.” You answered coldly.

He smirked “Don’t be like that Y/N, you know how I feel about you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes, “I’ve told you no multiple times.” You flat out rejected him.

He sighed and went to speak, but you stood up and excused yourself to the restroom. Or more like to get some air, outside you stood taking a deep breath. The sudden presence beside was only one person.

“Are you alright?” Kihyun asked taking in your tired demeanor.

“I’m fine,” You replied, “I just wanna go home to our little cutie.” You looked at him and smiled a little.

“Honey,” he called you sweetly and unknowingly as pulled you into a hug, “the day will be done in no time, it’s almost over.”

“You just did it again.” You remarked pulling away from him.

He looked at you and for a second as shock took over his face, he apologized. Just as he did, your coworker appeared, he completely ignored Kihyun as he spoke directly to you.

“Are you okay,” he asked, “I don’t want anyone bothering the things I like.”

“Funny,” you huffed, “bye.”

You walked away and went back inside, after sometime of drinking a little bit, you could finally go home. But good old Kihyun offered you a ride in his car because, I mean of course you weren’t driving in that state. Him being caring and looking good while he was doing so brought back memories and with memories came feelings….the feelings brought up a flame, that you thought was put out and away. But no, this flame had begun to burn.

So imagine Kihyun’s expression when he tried to get you into his to take you home. You stopped him and pulled him closer by his tie and took a deep breath. Damn he smelled good.

“Y/N,” he bargained, “stop, this isn’t fair.”

“Why not,” you urged as one of your legs slowly moved up and around his waist, “you want it, just as much as I do,” your hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him even closer as you whispered in his ear, “I’ve missed you, I still remember everything about you. Especially your touch, please, burn me up, like only you know how.”

By now, he’d pulled away enough to lock eyes with you. So close to his lips and wanting so bad to taste them, you kissed him gently, but quickly.

“Y/N, you always like to tease,” he stated, by his tone, you knew he had folded, but he was holding back, “now isn’t the place for this.”

You scoffed and pulled away from him, opening the door to the back seat, you pulled him inside like some kind of alluring sagacious succubus. Once the door closed, you climbed on top of him and embraced him in a kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

It didn’t take but a moment for Kihyuns hands to find your bra and undo it. He took off easily as he felt you up and down leaving no parts of you untouched. His hands cup your face he kissed you gently, damn you both were in a trance.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Kihyun muttered pulling away to get some air.

But you didn’t want to breathe, so you instead kissed his neck while his hands played in your hair. You began began to grind on him, feeling how hard he was through his pants, that had long since become uncomfortably tight. You wanted it, you wanted to feel him and experience his sinfulness.

You took it upon yourself to pull his member out and push your panties to the side. You slipped down onto him and let out a soft moan and a whimper. Fuck you missed him you thought as you buried your face into his neck again as his hands found your waist. He let out low grunts as you rode him steady and slow.

Damn you hadn’t been this needy in a long ass time. You let out a shaky “fuck,” you were so tight around him as he filled up. Your legs trembled the moment you felt his grip on your waist tighten as he started fucking up into you.

You wanted to let out a loud moan but stopped yourself by covering your mouth, luckily Kihyun pulled you into a kiss and slowed down his pace just in time. Outside, a group of people were walking and stopped at a car nearby.

Kihyun’s hand found the back of neck, he pulled away as he kept bouncing you up and down on his cock slowly as to not draw attention. All the while he’d locked eyes with you. Your face was scrunched up in pure bliss as you bit your bottom lip.

“Don’t make one fucking sound.” Kihyun lowly gritted out, making you take all of him. He kissed you and slapped you cheek before gripping your chin with his free hand, “fuck me,” he demanded, kissing you again, you did but couldn’t take how hard he was, “take all it,” he ordered thrusting into hard making you let out a soft muffled whimper.

You did the best you could, taking all of his stiff cock, he let go of your neck and your head fell backwards. You were about to come, so you put your hand over your mouth to stop the sound from coming out. You couldn’t see where the group of people were standing and they couldn’t see you but by the sound of their voice, they were close.

You legs began to shake and your body began to tremble, you wanted to stop. But Kihyun had other ideas, he again gripped your waist. Holding you in place, he kept thrusting into you hard, deep and slow. Until you creamed on him and your body began to convulse. Tears streamed down your cheeks, you wanted to moan, Kihyun knew that. So he kissed hard and let you go just as the group of people outside began walking away.

As the did, his slow thrust turned into a quick rough fuck that made you moan and grip his shirt for dear life “Take it,” he stated, “look what you made me do,” he gritted fucking you harder.

Kihyun’s grip remained tight as he used one had to rub your clit. He fucked you into another orgasm as he came finally, you panted as you shivered. Kihyun shoved you off of him, out of breath himself. You both fixed yourselves quickly, regardless of how fucked out you were. You stayed in the backseat as Kihyun got into the drivers seat. By his demeanor, you knew this wasn’t over………..

When you woke the next morning, you were baffled as you recounted the events of last night. Finally you sat upright in bed and looked around, why was it so quiet? You hurriedly jumped out of bed and rushed into the living room.

You were meet with the sight of your sitter watching tv on low volume as your baby slept quietly. She looked at you puzzled and confused as to why you woke up distraught and running through your apartment like that. When you asked where Kihyun was, she informed you that he’d left very early as he was the one to call her in so early.

You checked the time, damn it was a little passed nine. Letting out a sigh, you knew you needed to talk to him. So you pulled out your phone and was met with his voicemail. You shot him a text and quickly got dressed for work. You kissed your kid on the way out and made it to work.

You were instantly asked a million questions as to where you disappeared off too and with whom. You managed to lie your way out of the conversations and went right to preparing for the meeting you had later that day.

The time rolled around and you checked your phone for what felt like the millionth time, Kihyun still hadn’t answered or text back. You huffed and cursed at him in your head as you walked into the conference room to girlish giggles and flirting.

You looked up, Kihyun, the culprit of why you had an attitude, was chatting it up with a girl from your department. The stack of files you were holding, somehow managed to slam down on the table loud enough to startle the two.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked without thinking.

“He was just showing me a cute picture,” she answered, not realizing you were talking to Kihyun, “you want to see?” She offered.

“No thank you.” You declined and plopped down in a seat. She shrugged and went back to gushing and giggling over whatever it was on his phone. With frustration you huffed and went about flipping through files and slamming down paperwork………Bitch don’t be jealous.

“Ms. Y/L/N are you okay?” She asked you full of concern. You went to speak, but someone called her out into the hallway, leaving you and Kihyun alone.

You stared at him as he started flipped through paperwork of his own, almost ignoring your existence. You frowned and huffed and just as you went to start swearing, the annoying guy coworker came into the room. Now it was Kihyun’s turn to get jealous, his was instantly though.

“Y/N,” the guy started sitting on the edge of the table looking down at you, ignoring the fact that Kihyun was in the room, “I was worried last night after you walked away,” you looked at him and it took everything in you not to roll your eyes, “I really like you, please, just go out with me just once.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw the quick look of anger on Kihyun’s face. But you weren’t one to play games. You sighed and stood up finally and took a step back.

“No thank you,” you answered calmly , “I’ve told you, I’m not interested,” you sighed and turned to walk away.

“Y/N,” he called your name as he grabbed your arm. He pulled you closer and began speaking lowly, so Kihyun wouldn’t hear, “I don’t think you understand. Go out with me and I’ll make sure you get a promotion and a raise. Why work hard when you can do it easily.”

This prick, all while speaking had begun snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you even closer, “I mean your really pretty, even with a bastard kid.”

That part, Kihyun heard, the book he was writing in somehow flew across the room and hit the guy in the back of the head. You shoved away from him and slapped him as hard as you could. All of these actions occurred simultaneously and quickly. You wanted to claw his eyes out, but Kihyun wanted him to bleed.

Thankfully what kept him from getting his ass whooped at that very moment was the others coming in, all them being very loud and chatty. Someone asked what was going on, but the guy dismissed himself and returned shortly. You rolled your eyes and sat down, you were pissed and annoyed beyond belief.

Alas the meeting went smoothly, despite the icy look that Kihyun was giving the asshole. It was during this meeting that you learned that he’d be joining the project and that he was paired up to work with you. It was already decided by the higher ups, leaving you no room for any say in the matter.

Two week later with more of Kihyun ignoring you, the only time you saw him was at work and briefly at home. He’d stop by to see y’all’s kid when you were out and then leave, claiming he was too busy to talk.

Adding to the fact that you had to work with the asshole. Whom you kept at arms length at all times, if it wasn’t at work around people or even about work for that matter. You kept interaction with him at bare minimum.

Well bitch, again, another company dinner was planned at you had no choice but to attend. You walked into the restaurant venue and instantly spotted Kihyun sitting at a table with the same woman from the other day, giggling it up.

You walked over and sat down on the other side of him and the moment you did, she got up and left, mumbling something about your attitude being bad lately. Kihyun scrolled through his phone, again ignoring you.

You huffed and tapped his shoulder, “What’s your problem?” You asked when he finally sat his phone down and looked at you.

“Be honest with me Y/N.” He started cutting straight to the point, “what do you see me as.”

“It’s hard to place,” you answered honestly “I couldn’t place my feelings about you into any specific category before.”

“So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

“No, it’s not like that-,” you tried.

“So, you have no emotional attachment to me at all.” He cut you off.

“Kihyun,” you fumed “what do you want me to say? If I don’t see you, I get mad. If you don’t say anything I get worried. I hate seeing you sad and upset! Most importantly, damn it, why are always laughing and talking to her?”

“Why are you upset about it?”

“Because you’re making me feel complicated and fucking confused.” You huffed.

He went to speak but a certain person’s presence stopped him. The prick sat on the other side of you and throughout the entire dinner, you were doing a solid job of ignoring him and not dragging Kihyun out the door to yell at him.

You thought you were completely safe until…..

“Y/N,” a coworker called your name as you sat down your cup after taking a sip of water, you hummed at her in response, “why are you two not dating yet?”

You choked on invisibility because excuse me what the fuck, “I’m fine,” you choked out, “we’ve talked about this already guys.”

Instinctively Kihyun handed you your water and patted your back. He followed up by giving you a paper towel and asking if you were okay. Your coworker pricks hand somehow, someway thought that it would a good idea to put his hand on your leg.

Kihyun had turned his full attention towards the man, while everyone else was conversing oblivious to what was happening. Before you could reach over and shove his hand off, Kihyun did it for you. When your coworker looked in your direction, he was met with a glare Yoo Kihyun.

“Let’s get out of here,” you whispered to Kihyun noting how visibly pissed he was becoming.

It take but a moment to get him outside, the moment you thought you were in the clear, Kihyun went on a full rant.

“Who,” he started passing back and forth in front of you, “who the fuck is he? Huh? What right does he have to touch those legs…..my legs,” he pointed at your legs, and made an up and down motion with his hand “I should’ve punched him in the face instead of throwing a book across the room. Ugh! Also,” he redirected his thoughts towards you, “what are you wearing that skirt anyway, I thought I hid it.”

“You’re the one that hid it,” you cut him off, pointing a finger, “this is one of my favorite skirts.”

“Mines too, that’s why I hid it, you look too damn good in it!” He huffed.

“So, that’s the purpose!” You countered

“To look good for other guys or is it for yourself?” He asked.

“It’s your favorite color, you do the math.” You folded your arms and took a step towards him.

“It’s f-for me,” he stuttered out, lowering his voice the moment you got in his face, “well when you put it that way,” he cleared his throat, “I’m sorry for hiding it.”

You went to speak but was cut off by the sound of your name being called. You took a step back from Kihyun to see who it was. Low and behold it was the prick from work. You both sighed and swore. You told Kihyun not to say a word. But, he can only hold back so much aggression.

“Is he bothering you?” He asked gesturing toward Kihyun, who’s hands were on his hip.

“It’s none of your business, take a hint and leave me alone.”

You took a step and he stopped you, “why are you being difficult?” He asked.

You went to speak, but Kihyun cut in, he looked at your coworker and scoffed “Are you deaf, she said get lost.”

“I think you’re the one who should get lost.” He demanded.

This side of Kihyun, you’d only seen once and you didn’t want to see him like that again. You noted how his ears had begun to turn red. So you grabbed his hand “Nope,” you started, “not today.”

“Baby,” Kihyun started raising his voice a little, “this man, is bothering you and me, at this point-,”

“So what,” you went back at him, “that doesn’t mean start a riot.”

“Says who,” he yelled finally pulling his hand away as he expressed himself, “you can’t stop me.”

“Ummm, Yes I can!” You frowned.

“Ha,” he laughed at you, “how, you can’t even tell Y/baby’s/N to stop throwing her food.”

“Hey,” you yelled back, “she’s stubborn because of you!”

“I’m not stubborn!” He huffed.

“Than what are you being right now?” You asked.

“Being protective over my wife!” He yelled with his whole chest.

“I’m not your wife!” You stated.

“Then marry me already!”

“We’re already married!” You replied

It fell silent as you both registered the entire conversation or argument….

“Y/N, Kihyun…” you heard your names being called and looked up. Both of groups of coworkers all stood there stunned at what they had just heard.

“This is your fault!” You yelled at Kihyun, for no reason.

“How,” he countered, “it’s his fault to sticking his nose in our business.” He pointed.

“That’s bullshit,” you countered, “you’re the one that hid my fucking skirt and gave me the silent treatment for two damn week!”

“Honey,” Kihyun started after sighing again, ignoring everything else you said, “stop swearing, pretty lips shouldn’t curse.”

“These are my lips!”

“But they’re shaped like our little angels.” He stated matter of factly

“What you going to do about it,” you tested his patience like a dumbass, “ass, bitch fuck shit motherfucker!”

He just started at you with a unreadable expression for all of two seconds before you took off running. He called after you, apologized to everyone and then chased you down the street, leaving everyone shocked, speechless and confused…….

No shit, when he finally caught you, you begged for forgiveness as he picked you up and carried you to your apartment and took you to your bedroom. Where, let’s just say, he fixed your potty mouth.

Sometime later you both were sitting in the bathtub. Kihyun was sitting behind playing with you hands, while you rested you head in his chest. It was quiet for a while, then he sighed and you looked up at him.

“This is going to be fun to explain in the morning,” He started.

“Wanna just say we kept it a secret to keep our work separated from our personal lives?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he agreed as you stood up to get out of the tub, “sounds like a good idea.” he added getting out of the tub as well.