#joonmyeon scenario

[etherealreveri]

➶ Mrs. Kim ➶ Chapter Three

Characters: You/Miss Oh (Main), Junmyeon (Main), Naeun, Baekhyun and Jongin

Genre:  Marriage/Romance

Chapter One  ⦁  Chapter Two   ⦁ Chapter Three  ⦁ Chapter Four (Coming Soon!!!) 

Authors Note // Extra long chapter since it may be a few days before I update again. Enjoy!

It was like the calm after the storm, quite literally. You sit in the garden behind the hotel in a simple outfit you bought before you left Phuket drinking a cold brew of iced coffee you made. You hold the cup in your hand and your thumb brushes the rim.

Last night you had a complete breakdown in front on Naeun on how you couldn’t comprehend what was going on. After crying the whole night, you didn’t get to talk much to Naeun and fell asleep, partially also due to the jetlag. Your parents had sold the hotel to Junmyeon without letting you know and you couldn’t have been more confused about why they didn’t tell you what was going on. You told Naeun about the situation with Junmyeon, every second of it, and how he could have found you anytime between those four years and yet he suddenly pops out of nowhere. You didn’t know what intentions he had or what he had planned. It was something that would happen in the movies, you meet your ex-boyfriend at the same time you lose your family’s hotel and he is the one who buys it from your parents.

“Hey,” Naeun’s groggily voice whispers from behind. She comes and sits next to you, rubbing her eyes. “You doing okay?” you shrugged. “I’m not quite sure. This a lot for just coming back from vacation.”

“What do you think you’re going to do? With Junmyeon specifically?”

“What should I do?” you sighed. “I am more concerned that the hotel was bought and it's more concerning that it had to be Junmyeon, and then last night before it began raining ….”

“You still love him don’t you?” you drop head and look to the ground. “I’m not sure. I mean we were together for four years, but he hurt me so much to where I had to eventually block him out, and now he shows up out of nowhere and is my new boss. Quite regretfully, there is still some care for him in my broken heart, but it's buried through all of the bad memories too … we spent so much time together that there are memories that are still left inside. I don’t know, I don’t know how I feel … I’m a bit conflicted you know. I still have feelings for him but it's masked with anger and confusion.”  

“He could have sought you out anytime, I wonder why he suddenly bought your hotel and show up in front of you like that. Maybe he really does miss you and couldn’t take it anymore,” she turns to you. “You know, I couldn’t get a good look before I left but boy does he looked dead inside.”

“That’s an interesting way to put it, but he had all these years to do so, why now?” She looked at you with a sigh, you lean on the table, “I don’t know where it all went wrong. We were so in love and I started to notice him shutting me out. I mean, he obviously forgot about me …” you take a sip of your coffee. “I mean look at all those articles of him and his multiple girlfriends through the years.”

After talking some more in the garden, you both walk back inside to find that Myungsoo was holding a box in his casual clothes. With concerned looks, you both run to him. Naeun’s louder and shouts for Myungsoo. He turns around to greet you both.

“What are you doing? You aren’t scheduled for a break,” he smiled and bowed. “Last night was my last night as an employee here,” he looks down in his box and hands you his badge pin. “It was great working here and getting to know you, I have watched the Grand Opera Hotel thrive in its best and worst days, and I have been given the chance to watch a bright young woman grow up with an equally wonderful friend.”

“You’re talking as if you’re not coming back,” you grasp the badge pin in your hand. “Since the hotel was bought out there have been many changes coming and many employees are no longer needed for modern hotels. I think my time may be here to finally retire and settle down.”

“Did the new boss do this?” your body heating up from rising anger. He nodded. “I didn’t plan on retiring yet but I guess things just turned out different from what you plan.”

“Who else did they let go?” Naeun asked. “Margie was let go as well … her last night was last night too,” you ball your hands in a fist and closed your eyes. Margie was like a second mother to you, she was the main cook in the hotel and you can remember sneaking out to the kitchen and finding Margie lecture you on not eating sugar right before sleeping. “It was her last night and I did nothing but fiddled with her food … her last meal and I didn’t even touch it.” Myungsoo had his wife and grandchildren to take care of and Margie was ………… Furious, you let Myungsoo know that everything will be okay and let Naeun know that you have to go take care of some business and walked to the parking lot to retrieve your car.

You parked your car in front of Kim Corporates Headquarters and stormed in, bumping into someone writing on a notepad. The man fell down and stood up, he walked over and tapped your shoulder. “Listen here miss, it’s not polite to bump into someone and just walk away like that. It-” you turn around to glare at him when you realize who it was. You both say each others name at the same time.

“Baekhyun, what are you doing here?”

“I work here,” he laughed. “This is funny, I was actually on my way to meet you,” he smiles awkwardly fades when he sees your face. “You okay?”

“I don’t know Baekhyun,” you give him a half-assed smile, “What floor is Junmyeon’s office?”

“20th, why-” you walk away and towards the elevator. “Wait!” he yells out as he follows you, “He’s in a meeting in his office at the moment-” you ignore him and get into the elevator, pressing the close button the doors close right before he is able to get to you. You take a deep breath to calm yourself down a little bit.

You wall out of the elevator asking the first employee you see where Junmyeons office was and head straight towards it after you find it. Reaching for the doorknob you slightly jump when someone else opens up the door, you bow to the guy and then shut the door behind you. Junmyeon's focus on the papers that are in front of him and didn’t even look up, you walk towards him and stand in front of him.

“Baekhyun, I told you that I didn-” he looks up and drops his pen. You place the badge pin on his papers and point to it, “Why are you firing my people? Why are you changing the hotel? Buying the hotel isn’t enough for you?” you say on the verge of tears, he clears his throat and stands up, “I think you mean my people and my hotel now.”  

“Jun-” he cuts you off, “As the rightful owner of the hotel, I plan on rehiring all new employees and renovating the hotel for a more modern and sleek look.” You slump back and your anger subsides, you're more of just upset at the moment. These people mean so much for you and you’ve had a terrible past two days.

“Please,” you pleaded. “Please rehire back everyone you let go, especially Myungsoo and Margie. Y-you know how much this hotel and its people mean to me, you know the history behind it and that I wanted to run the family business and I had dreams and you knew about this, you knew when I told you … if you’re not going to let us-” You look up hoping to see his facial expression change but he has a stone cold face with no expression.

“I'm sorry to but I won't be changing my mind on this.”

“Why? Why do this-this my family's hotel and put people out of jobs? You have money Junmyeon, you could have built resorts on the beach and buy more modern hotels but why? Why my family's hotel?”

“Because... “

“Because of what?” you asked. He walks up right up to you, toe to toe, your noses almost touching. You take a step back but he steps forward right after you until you hit the wall. He hovers over you and stares down, he pulls a strand of hair behind your ear. Completely ignoring your speech to him, he changes the subject.

“Come have dinner with me at my house tonight,” you look away from his gaze. “I don't want too,” you started,” Don’t change the subject.”. He clears his throat and let's go, as he walks to the door he glances back and says with a low tone,  “I guess that means Hana has to go ask well, I'll let Baekhyun kno-” You walk towards him and grab his wrist.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Baek-”

“Fine, I’ll come,” you grabbed his wrist. “Why?”

“Don’t question it ... I will have Baekhyun pick you up.”

-

You stare outside at the stars as Baekhyun quietly drives you through the streets and into a small area just right outside the city. He had been pretty quiet throughout the day, I guess my ruckus earlier threw everyone off today. He pulls into a closed of and gated driveway, he makes his way up and you see what looks like its a giant hotel of its own. “I-Is this his house?”

“I know right?” he gets out and runs to the other side to open your door. “Why would one man insist on living in such a big house? That is a great question.”

“Bye, I’ll come to check on him later.” Within seconds Baekhyun steps into the car and drives off, you knock on the door and a lady comes up to open the door. She smiles and leads you into Junmyeon’s ‘house’ As you follow her deeper into the house you couldn’t help but see how much was inside, piano’s, what seemed like thousands of rooms and hallways, intricate pieces of art and then the smell of food lingering hits your nose. You turn the corner and enter the kitchen, you could see Junmyeon at the stove top with his sleeves folded up and wearing an apron.

“Miyeon do you think she’ll like-” he turns around with a soft smile and purses his lips when he sees you. Miyeon bows to the both of you, “I will be in the main kitchen cleaning if you need me, sir.”

“There’s more than one kitchen?” you blurt out. Miyeon laughs and nods, “Junmyeon has 3 kitchens in this house.”

“Oh my god,” you whispered. “How many rooms are in this house then?” you set your things on the chair,  “12 rooms in this house,” you gasp. Junmyeon butts in and lets Miyeon know she is free to go. “Thank you Miyeon, once you are done you can leave for the night. Don’t forget to take the sweets with you for your grandchildren,” she nods and bids you both farewell for the night. He turns back and continues cooking, you awkwardly stand there but set your things on the chair at the table. While he cooks in silence you walk around the kitchen and into the small living area connected to it, everything in it looks like it hasn’t been touched … and it hasn’t been touched, everything looks new and like they just bought everything this morning. The house looked like no one even lives in it because it looked so new. You come across a photo of Junmyeon with his family, him, his parents and his younger brother … but it seemed like this photo was taken in the hospital. You make your way around the room and to Junmyeon setting the table.

“Can I help with anything?” he shook his head and brings out two glasses of wine. You look on the table and he had cooked all of your favorite foods, he brushes past you and sets the wine down. Pulling your chair, he pushes you in and goes to his side. “You remember all of my favorite things …” you look smiled.

“How could I forget?” he softly smiles as he pours wine into your glass. Remembering the first time Junmyeon ever poured you wine you suddenly chuckle. “What?” he stops. “Remember the first time you cooked for me and you spilled wine all over me? I didn’t have any extra clothes and was changing into your shirt then Baekhyun walks in on us and th-”

“Then I dropped my glass on the floor because we didn’t expect him home that night,” you both look up and clear your throats. He lets you know that if you need anything else he can cook it for you but you shook your head and it went quiet. For the rest of dinner you would notice that he would glance up every now and then at you and look back down, you made small talk but it was nothing more than casual gettings. You could sense he wanted to say something but couldn’t figure it out how to say it, he had a habit of wrinkling his nose when he was trying really to concentrate. It was quiet for the rest of half an hour when you and Junmyeon finished eating. You help him clear the table and clean the dishes. You felt like an old couple, and every time your hands touched while washing the dishes Junmyeon would clear his throat and apologize.

After washing the dishes, Junmyeon puts in a movie on the projector and comes sits right next to you. He grabs the pillow from you and lays his head on your lap.“Junmyeon what are you-” he shushes you and points to the screen, “Just for now,”  within minutes of the film starting you could hear soft breathing from him. Right at that moment Baekhyun walks in and almost shits his pants when he sees that Junmyeon is sleeping.

“Holy fuck,” he said a little too loudly. “Sh!” you gesture him to be quiet. He tiptoes to the other side and tosses a blanket on Junmyeon before sitting next to you. “How did you get him to sleep? Did he have his medicine?”

“I didn't do anything,” you asked confusingly. Baekhyun makes a face like he is contemplating or not to tell you something. “What is it Baekhyun, just spill it.” He sighed, “Ummm, nothing … be glad that he is a heavy sleeper when he actually decides to sleep because this movie is loud as fuck. Holy shit, I can’t believe he went to sleep without his medication.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“He hasn't been sleeping well for a long long time, that's why he always looks like he is tired. He has trouble sleeping and when I do visit, it's to make sure he takes his sleeping pills because he can't seem to fall asleep and if he doesn’t sleep he ends up in the hospital. I don't know what magic you did but I've never seen him sleep this soundly before, he looks like he is at peace.” You look down and unknowingly began to brush his hair away from his face. “He actually looks like a human being you know. Well since you're here I'll leave you to take care of him-”

“Wait no don't leave me alone with him,” you grab his wrist when he gets up. “What am I supposed to do with him?” Baekhyun reaches under your feet and pull out couch …. “Look, I know your history with him and I know you’re upset with him but please, just let him sleep for tonight, maybe he'll wake up and be less of a grumpy ass,” with this he leaves you both alone in the house. You look down and pull the blanket up so he’s covered, pretty soon you fall asleep.

You stir in your sleep as you hear someone whispering, you look down and Junmyeon seemed to be whispering in his sleep. You take a glance at the clock on the wall, 3:11am. Junmyeon suddenly sits up and begins hyperventilating, he turns to look at you and you could see that his forehead was drenched in sweat. He pulls you into a tight hug and you didn’t know what else to do other than rub his back because you were in shock, pretty soon he calmed himself down and fell asleep again, with tired eyes you soon fall asleep too.

You began to stir when the light hits you and you slowly opened up your eyes to find someone in front of you, you scream. “Wait! It's me, don’t hurt me,” he put his hands up and backs up. You rub your eyes and your vision adjusted, “Jongin!” you jumped and give him a big bear hug. “It's been so long, how have you been? Where is Junmyeon?”

“Oh you know, just the usual self,” you glared at him. “You better not have gotten into any big trouble mister,” he chuckles and tells you that he has been in and out of the country traveling but came to visit since he is settling back in the country. “... but,” he sits down next to you, “What are you doing at my brother's house? Have y’all-”

“No, I-its complicated to explain at the moment, I don’t even know why I am here,” he slightly leans and see’s the blanket beside you. “Did you sleep here with Junmyeon last night?” he grinned. You shook your hands, “No-I mean yes I did but I didn’t intend too, he fell asleep on me as we were watching a movie and I was stuck under him,” his eyebrows raise, and you gasp, “Don’t get the wrong idea, he fell asleep on my lap and I-I was stuck.”

“Hm,” he crossed his arms and leans back. “I guess Baekhyun didn’t need to come to give him his medicine since you spent the night here,” you sit on your side and lean in. “Jongin, Baekhyun did come last night, I didn’t intend to stay here last night, he cooked me dinner and then we watched a movie, Baekhyun mentioned something about medicine and now you have too, is he okay?” he scratched his head. “I don’t know if he’d kill me if I told you all of this-um,” trying to change the subject he shouts, “You’re the first girl I have seen him personally cook for in the past four years.”

“Don’t try to change the subject Jongin,” you glared at him. He chuckled, “Just forget we had this conversation and I didn’t come here,” he laughed. ‘Oh look at the time I need to go,” he stood up but you got up faster and blocked his path. “Jongin, are you hiding something from me?”

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Authors Note #2 | Hey guys! If you have any feedback on this please let me know, I would love to hear comments on how the story is going so far. Thank you for reading!

[chanyeols-fist]

Facing Reality

The walls are a neutral beige and in a place like this, one would think that it might help calm the mind; but if anything, it heightens the anxiety that’s pulsing through his chest. There is absolutely no way this could be happening. 

He lacks the ability to process more than the ache he feels throughout his body and the rising bile within his throat as the emotionless lady behind the desk presses a button and the double doors to the right of him begin to open. Joonmyeon’s feet start into the hall before his brain understands what he’s doing, leaving the lady mid-sentence and his vision blurred.

Even as he runs down the corridor the air is stagnant, stale and standing, and only then does he realize that he left all his belongings in the car. Joonmyeon pushes through another set of doors, his heart nearly palpitating out of his mouth. She was just fine yesterday. 

He enters this new portion of the building in slow motion, a woman with a stretcher asking if he needed any help. He disregards her entirely, but the sight of the stretcher lights every cell of his being on fire as he turns the corner and sees the room he’s been looking for only a few yards in front of him. He changes his pace and walks the rest of the way. His head is blank, but it’s also reeling, the slipping sound of his shoes against the floor becoming annoying. Joonmyeon stops at the door, everything still a neutral beige, his palms clammy and tears breaking his eyelids. Everything was fine yesterday.

There comes a point in life when the opportunity to understand it all—to really, truly get it— presents itself. But this notion is not what’s rattling behind his eyes as he twists the door handle and peers into the room, your father popping out of his seat and your mother fixing her hair with the help of her reflection in the Television. You, frail and pale, lay there within the sheets of the hospital bed, wires and tubes tangled about your torso and face.

People throw around the idea of hearts breaking all the time: during a romantic movie, while reading an angsty novel, or seeing dogs without homes, and yet they never actually feel it. At that moment, at that split-second of Joonmyeon finally focusing on you amidst a medical emergency that could’ve taken your frail and pale life away, he feels it. He feels the muscles encompassing his bones freeze over, he feels the headache throb against his eardrums and the breath leave his weary lungs, he feels whatever entity he had left inside of him crash into the stupid neutral beige walls. He feels his heart break.

He had never necessarily treated you wrong, but in that moment, all he could think about was how he never gave you the paradise he promised. These thoughts are what conjugate in the forefront of Joonmyeon’s mind as he flies to your side, scared to touch, scared to offend. There’re tears streaming down his cheeks, although he can’t really bring himself to care about how he looked, leaving them there to smear and stain. You crack one eye, pupil searching his face as you sluggishly bring a hand to his. He drops into a squatting position, your fragile fingers held in his shaking fists, pushing on his forehead. In that state, crying and gasping and beyond thankful that you were alive, he comes to a conclusion: no force of nature can take you away from him.

[kmjxngins]

71 + 91 + suho

he’s been on world tour for a long time. well, it’s really been only a month and two weeks, but it feels like an eternity. joonmyeon hasn’t called you for the past few days either - having had back-to-back shows and rehearsals stacked up against your favour. you miss him a ton, but you can’t really say anything about it because you support him and you support his dream, even if his dream entails sporadic and occasional long-distance relationships. it’s because you see how his eyes light up when he sees himself on stage, when he sings for you or in the recording booth. you see how his face brightens whenever he steps up the steps from backstage up on stage where he faces thousands of people. you see how he lives to perform. and you like it when he’s happy - it makes you happy and content.

but you’re even happier, standing at the small little back gate of the airport, where they’re expected to exit, away from screaming fans waiting at the entrance. the first to exit is a familiar face, exo’s manager pushing the door open and baekhyun walking out, white mask over his mouth, flashing a small smile that reaches his eyes at you before shuffling over to the black van parked nearby.

then you see him, he’s donned in his usual pair of sweatpants, two white lines running down each side of the pants, a plain white shirt and a black and white checkered flannel over it. over his shoulder, the tattered black leather bag hangs. it had been something you gave him on your first year anniversary. you’ve been trying to persuade him to get rid of the bag for a better one for a long time now, but to no avail. “but i like this bag,” he always protests - to which you stare at him, perplexed. because you know that whatever you say or do, he’s more than just stubborn and he isn’t going to change his mind. and while you’re flattered that he’s still using your bag, and touched, the bag’s a bit too worn out for your liking.

when his eyes meet yours, you can’t help but smile, watching as he slips the white mask off his face, stuffing it into his pocket, walking up to where you’re standing. “y/n,” he breathes when he’s right in front of you, looking down at you with an adoring gaze and you can’t help but wrap your arms around his waist, bringing him closer than before. “myeon,” you whisper, burrowing your head into his chest, breathing him in, trying to make up for the past month you haven’t seen him in person.

he laughs deeply, chest rumbling and puts you in a tighter embrace, squeezing you. joonmyeon puts an arm over your shoulder and leads you over to the black van where the both of you sit tightly next to each other at the back. you realise that while you were busy looking up at the one you missed for a while, many of the other members had already passed by.

joonmyeon snakes an arm around your waist, pulling you closer and making light scratches where you’re ticklish. you squirm, looking up at him with mock contempt, pushing his hand away. “do you like it when i touch you like that?” he murmurs into your ear so only you hear it. it sends shivers up your spine and his fingers start moving against your skin again, harder than it had been before. you purse your lips together to fight the sensation away, moving your hand to grip his in a futile attempt to get him to stop. “no,” you gasp out, shifting away from him bit by bit, not realising that you’re inching towards sehun who’s sleeping beside you. joonmyeon does, though, and he swiftly wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you flush against his side, stopping his ministrations entirely.

“wanting to get closer to sehun?” he teases, looking down at you with a small smirk pulling at his lips. you laugh and nod, wanting to just see his reaction. it’s been an inside joke for a long time - ever since he found out that your bias was sehun, and not him.

“mhm,” you continue. “sehun’s just so dreamy, don’t you think?” and you know that while you might say all these things about his close friend, joonmyeon knows that he isn’t going to lose you. “he dances so fluidly and his voice is so deep and his eyes are so mysterious and-“ you get cut off mid sentence as expected.

“shut up and kiss me already,” he growls lowly, in feigned jealousy. you look at him with a small laugh, gripping onto his white shirt, leaning upwards to press his plump pink lips against your own. it’s been a long time since you’ve felt this way, it feels like home and you feel safe - comfort you can’t feel elsewhere. your lips mould against his and you pull away a while later, pressing a kiss to his cheek after.

“happy with that?” you tease. he smiles down at you and laces your fingers with his own, squeezing - an indication that yes, he is happy and you are too, and you can say that you’re finally home.

a/n: ahhh anon sorry it’s come in so late but i hope you like it c”: requests are def still open so send some in!!

[kittychen]

It’s hard to keep secrets from those who know you too well  //  ∞

[universitykpop]

Here We Are

Genre: Angst

Member: Suho

Words: 1.5k+

A/N: This is my first collab! @yeolology has created the moodboard (at the end of the scenario), and we’ve both written a oneshot based on it! Link to Bee’s is here !

The atmosphere is thick with excitement. The music pounds through the club, hyping up the people on the dance floor. Your mind is becoming cloudy as intoxication takes over. Air. You need air.

The alleyway behind the building isn’t nearly as crowded, just a few people taking a break from the chaos inside. You lean against the cool bricks to catch a clean breath. Eyes shut, your body relaxes into the hardness of the structure. It’s nice to step away from girls’ night out. Your friends have tried to drag you out of your rut, but a man’s temporary affection isn’t going to soothe the calloused pain that has accumulated over the years.

“Are you okay?”

You look to the man smoking a few feet away.

“You look a bit drained.” He smiles a familiar smile.

“Joonmyeon?” You squint at his facial features.

“Been a while, hasn’t it?” He laughs, dropping the cigarette under his boot and crushing it against the cement.

“Yeah… It has.”

“You look good.” He compliments as his eyes gaze you up and down.

An embarrassed smile breaks out on your face, “Thanks.”

“Mhm,” He hums, “I’m not really feeling this place either.”

“What makes you think I don’t want to be here?”

“Well, for starters, you’re out here by yourself. Your friends probably don’t even know you’ve snuck off. You don’t want them to know you’re having a bad time.”

You nod slightly, “You’re right… Tonight was supposed to be ‘super fun,’ but I honestly would rather be at home.”

“Still a homebody,” He grins, “You want to grab some coffee?”

“It’s two in the morning, Myeon.”

“There’s a 24-hour cafe around the corner.”

“Is that where you take all the ladies you pick up in the back alley?” You joke as you push off the wall to follow him.

“There hasn’t been many ladies.” He answers quietly, and you realize it’s a touchy subject.

Joonmyeon makes small talk with you the rest of the way. He tells you about how he and his band were finally signed and about his new dog that he absolutely adores. You remember when he swore up and down that he would never get a dog. Your mind starts to wander back to those days; the days you used to spend with him and think they would never end. There were the sweet, passionate moments where you believed he was made for you. Then there were the other moments, the ones you wish never happened that left you empty inside. Sometimes you can’t fathom that he was such an amazing person but also someone who would tear you down in just a few words.

Seeing him now hurts because deep down inside you hope he isn’t the same person. You know you’re not. You’ve become stronger and learned to not let yourself depend on another person so much. You were naive then, a fool. With this man sitting in front of you in this little cafe, you can feel the change in yourself and are proud of it.

“So, when did you start smoking?” You ask during a lull in the conversation.

“Aish, I don’t even know. It’s a bad habit I picked up while I was in a bad place.” He sighs, unable to look you in the eyes.

Guilt rushes over you for asking that. It’s really none of your business.

“Are you… Are you seeing anyone?” He stares at his cup of coffee.

“No, actually. I haven’t been with anyone since…” Your voice trails off.

There’s a moment of silence before he asks, “Why did we ever break up?”

Your eyes meet his. There’s some kind of emotion in his that you can’t quite figure out.

“I don’t know.”

“The night you left you threw a glass of wine at me, remember?” He laughs at the memory.

“No,” You clear your throat, “I remember you taking back the promise ring though.”

His light expression falters. “I was an ass to you for no reason. I’m sorry for the stupid things I did.”

“It’s okay. I grew from it.”

“I didn’t realize what I had until you were gone. I hate that it took you leaving for me to see that. The guys gave me so much shit for being like I was with you. Sehun hasn’t spoken to me in a long time because of it.”

“I’ve tried to get him to forgive you like I have.” You say quietly.

“You’ve forgiven me?” He sounds confused.

“I’m not going to spend the rest of my life resenting you for being young and dumb. We all make mistakes.”

“You were always the best part of me.”

You can’t help but smile at his sweet words.

“I should get you back to your friends. They’re probably worried about you.” He moves to stand, but your hand lands on top of his.

“I’m fine here with you.”

Joonmyeon only blinks, staring at you and then at your hands.

“Would you want to… go back to my place?” He asks after a few seconds.

You want to hesitate, but your body acts on its own, nodding and following him out of the cafe. You’re afraid something will happen between the two of you and leave you feeling the way you did all those years ago. After all your progress, you can’t afford to go back to that.

His apartment is only a little ways from the club. It’s a small, one bedroom with tons of clutter. His messiness never changed. As much as it got on your nerves when you were with him, you are endeared to see it again. There’s a wall in his living room covered in photographs. Your curiosity searches the familiar faces across the wall as Joonmyeon puts away his keys and turns on more lights. You find a picture of you with him… and then another… and another. There’s a large section of just you and him.

“What’s this?” You turn to him, pointing at all the photos.

“Memories.”

“I mean why are there so many of me? We haven’t talked in years.”

“You were my motivation, even when you weren’t with me anymore.” He answers and walks into the kitchen, “Do you want something to eat or drink?”

“No… Why after all this time?” You continue to question, following him to the other room.

“Why is it such a big deal? You meant a lot to me, and I lost you because of how I was. I wanted to get better.”

“For me?”

He focuses his eyes on you from across the kitchen island, “Yeah, I had the crazy thought that maybe if I fixed myself we would meet again.”

Dumbstruck, you open your mouth for nothing to come out.

“And here we are,” He tries to read your expression, desperate for some kind of reciprocating feelings.

“Joonmyeon-” You start with a tired tone, but he cuts you off.

“I’m not expecting you to just fall into my arms right now… But maybe give me another chance?”

You would be lying if you said you didn’t miss him. All those nights spent alone hoping he would chase after you weren’t for nothing. Because now he stands here, a changed person, chasing after you. Your brain is yelling at you to not let him break your heart a second time, but your heart is saying it’s okay because it’s all bandaged up and ready for the last piece.

This time your body does hesitate, fear ready to break you. You round the island, and your arms waver in embracing his torso. He melts into your touch as if the time apart never happened. His lips softly press against your hair, and it feels different. The weight of his childish behavior is no longer hanging over you. He’s grown up just as you have. Maybe time was all you needed.

“Promise me you won’t hurt me again.” You mumble into his shirt.

He pulls away, holding a finger up, “Hang on a second.”

He disappears into his bedroom, and you hear things shuffling around before he returns with something between his thumb and index finger. When he’s close, you see that it’s the promise ring.

“I know this is lame, but with this promise ring, I promise I will never hurt you again and will do everything I can to make sure you’re happy.” He bites his lip nervously.

The tears in your eyes begin to blur your vision. You didn’t think you would ever see that ring again. All the memories that are tied to it hit you, and you cling to Joonmyeon. His arms secure around you, making you feel safe.

“Okay.” You shakily breathe out.

The two of you stand like that for a bit, remembering how it felt to be in each other’s presence. His hand soothingly rubs your back while you bury your face in his chest. He still smells like his musky cologne with a hint of his body wash. It feels like home in his arms.

“I’ve missed you.” You whisper, and his embrace tightens a little bit more.

[jkoojeon]

Chaotic EXO Family II Intro

Genre: slice of life, slight romance, family, adventure 

You are the maknae of the great Kim family. Your mother is the sassy and chic CEO of her own fashion company, while your father is the cold yet soft CEO of his own electronic company. Your father got your mother pregnant at the age of 18, giving birth to Kim Minseok. A year later, they had Joonmyeon. They then decided to get married before they start having more kids. After their honeymoon, your mother found out she was pregnant, again. Years later, they thought their body stopped producing babies when they had Sehun, but no. Your mother was pregnant once again. Everyone is so amazed how much your mother’s body can handle, it was on the news and everything. Kim Minji, mother of ten kids, body of steel. When you were born, everyone was shocked by the fact you came out as a girl. Everyone thought your mother was going to have a body, but your little vagina proved them wrong. After they had you, your mother decided to get her tubes tied and your father sterilized, just in case. 

Relationships:

Minseok

Your mightly eldest brother. He helps you with your homework 80% of the time and very patient when doing so. He is one of your favorite brothers, which stirs up some rivalry between the others. He gives you anything you want, literally. If you perform a cute dance for him, you can easily get your own pastry store. Whenever you fall asleep on the couch, he would carry you up to your room. He goes to all of your school’s events and all of your performances. He is your reliable brother. 

Joonmyeon

Joonmyeon is your second mother, literally. All he does is nag, and he nags you the most. He is the one that disciplines you when the others can’t do it. Of course, you listen to him because you do not want to make him mad. He takes care of you very well. For example, if you are at home and starving to death, you can call him and he would immediately send you a food truck, possibly two. Since you guys are celebrities, he would try to protect your image. Such as, pulling your shorts down when it’s too short or wiping cream off your face when you devour a cupcake. 

Yixing

This is your adorable and soft older brother. You protect him more than he does to you. You love to snuggle with him on the couch while watching a cartoon movie. Though, he would always fall asleep. Currently, he is in China living his dream as an artist. You are sad that you barely see him anymore. So, the both of you video chat each other as much as you both can. Every time he comes home, he brings home presents, mostly for you. You would almost never let him go. The others have to pry you off his leg when he said he wants to go out with his friends. 

Baekhyun

You get along with him quite well. He always asks for your day whenever you come home from school. He is the brother you talk shit to. Like you would ramble on about a girl you hate and he would be on your side. He is the only brother that encourage you to date. If you brought your crush home for a school project, he’s the type to purposely push you to him. And whenever you go out with boys, he makes sure you look your best. Afterward, he would barge into your room and haste you to tell him about your outing. 

Jongdae

This brother is both your best friend and caregiver. You can talk about any topic to him and play video games with him. A lot of times, you help him with his pranks, only because so you know what day he’s planning to prank on so that you will keep your guard up. Whenever you sleep through your alarms on school days, he will always come in and wake you up so that you wouldn’t be late. Even on weekends, he wakes you up, which you hate. Like all of the other brothers, he is very protective of you. 

Chanyeol

This giant puppy will sometimes tackle you for no reason. During winter, when it’s cold as heck, you would sneak into his room to sleep, because he is big and has a lot of warmth to share. He teases you about your height a lot. Lots of time, he would use your head as an armrest. He takes your punches a lot, sometimes you would leave a bruise. You play games with him the most, constantly competing with each other to see who dominates the gaming world. He would scare boys off with his intimidating stature. Which is why you hate going to the mall with him. 

Kyungsoo

Your squishy yet scary brother is also one of your favorites. You love to cuddle with him because he is so cuddly and comfortable to hug. Sometimes you have to fight Jongin for him. He is the only one who can handle your period. And he is the only one who can go out and buy you pads without feeling shy or being embarrassing in public. Whenever you feel like a baker, he would help you bake a cake or something. Only because he doesn’t want the house to burn down. You talk gossip and spill out your concerns to him. He listens and gives you his feedback afterward, which is one of the things you love about him.

Jongin

He is your handsome and very puppy-like brother. Since he loves to sleep, the both of you would nap next to each other every day. He is also your fellow chicken lover. The both of you set a dream to try every chicken dish ever made, which the others see as ridiculous. He helps you with your upcoming dance performances, teach you and make sure your performances are spectacular. He hugs and cuddles you a lot, just because you are squishy and is the only member who doesn’t have abs. 

Sehun

Sehun is the brother you always ask for his opinion on your appearance. He knows what looks good or bad on you. Thus, he is your shopping buddy. Any piece of clothing you are planning to buy has to go through him first. Both of your phones have tons of photos of the both of you. You even have a folder just for him. He tends to look chic and cold on the outside in public, but he is actually a big baby. You thought you are the whinest sibling, but Sehun proved you wrong. Just like the others, he takes care of you. He buys anything you want, protects you, and makes sure you do everything in style.

Yena 

This is you, your brothers’ adorable, sassy, baby sister. You are fresh out of your awkward stage. You are seventeen, which makes your brothers even more protective because you are so young. They protect you from the world but failed when you learned all the curse words and was exposed to the tainted part of the world. In the family, you are the most loved. Everyone dotes on you, giving all the love they have to offer. You fight with your brothers from time to time, but you love them with all your heart. 

[instakpop]

Suho scenario - Sexual healing

Requested by anon

Genre: Mafia!au, smut

Warnings: fingering and face riding

Summary: The mob life can be such a strain. Junmyeon has had a particularly hard day, so you decide to give him a nice evening to come home to. But Don Kim has some other plans in mind, and what he wants, he gets.

My heart raced when I heard the front door open. I spent the last hour preparing a nice evening for Junmyon and me. I hurried to the door to greet him, but when I saw him wince while taking off his jacket, I hesitated.

"Hey, baby. Are you already- Mmm-" As soon as I was at arms-length, he pulled me in and crashed his lips into him.

"I missed you." His hands moved down to the small of my back.

"I missed you too. I made dinner for us, but if your sore maybe you should just rest for a bit." I tried to steer clear of his tender shoulder. The last thing I want is to cause him any more pain.

"I'll be alright. It's just a little knotted." He assured.

"Aww, my poor baby.” I gave him a quick kiss when an Idea popped into my head. “I can massage it for you." I offered.

Junmyeon's eyes narrowed, the corner of his lip curled into a smirk, and his hand went straight to my ass.

"No, not that kind of massage, mister. Here, come lay down." I stepped away and walked him to the couch. "I'll be right back." I sprinted to the bathroom, grabbed the lotion and came hurried back.

Junmyeon took a few deep breaths while I rubbed the lotion in my hands, warming them up. I moved my hands back and forth, working deep in the tissue. He groaned and sighed as I pressed and rubbed out the tension in his muscles. We were both enjoying the moment, well, Junmyeon was enjoying it a little more than me. He reached behind him and laid his hand on my leg.

“Mmm~ Baby, you're so good to me." His thumb stroked up and down my thigh, creating goosebumps.

He tilted his head to the side, stretching out. I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from kissing my way down the little vein that was starting to show on his neck. My hands slowed down to a halt. He was clearly trying to seduce me, and it was working. His hand squeezed my leg playfully, testing my resistance.

I snapped back to the task at hand. Junmyeon let out a long, loud moan as my thumbs dug into his tight muscles. He completely relaxed and slouched forward. I worked my way between his shoulder blades, and down his back. His hands remained on my thigh, stroking and teasing my sensitive skin. Well, two can play at this game.

My hands came back up to his shoulders as I rubbed back and forth. As expected, his head went back to the side, putting his lovely neck on display for me. I didn’t fight my urges. This time, I leaned in and kissed his neck. He jolted slightly, not expecting me to submit so quickly.

“Hmm~ Feel better, baby?” I asked.

His lips parted as he attempted to speak, but before he could, I planted another kiss right on his sweet spot. His soft moans started to spill from his mouth without any thought. I smiled to myself, knowing I was the one holding the power.

“Just relax, my love. Feel your breaths getting deeper... heavier... steadier.” I continued my kisses along his neck, feeling his pulse against my lips. He was getting more aroused by the second. His hold on my leg loosened as he leaned back against me. My hands went from his shoulders to his toned chest, unbuttoning his shirt little by little.

“You won’t need this anymore.” I purred.

He didn’t resist me while I pulled the shirt off of him, leaving him in just his pants. By that point, there was no reason to just stop at his shirt. His head laid back on my chest, my hands continued down his abdomen to his waist. I kissed the side of his head when I went as far as I could reach. Junmyeon’s hand left my leg and relocated to his belt. I watched anxiously as he undid his pants and pulled them off. He hopped off the couch and pulled me up with him.

If there’s one this to know about Don Kim: When he starts something, he will always finish it. Junmyeon took me in his arms and carried me off to the bedroom, locking our lips the whole way there.

He released me, watching me fall onto the soft bed. I lunged toward him as he came down to reconnect for a heated kiss. He discarded my clothes as quickly as he could. All we wanted at the moment was the warmth of the other’s skin. My lips parted with a small moan. Junmyeon’s breath tickled my neck between kisses, traveling to my breasts. My hands went straight to his head. He hummed against my skin, enjoying the feeling of my fingers running through his hair, massaging his scalp.

“I love your touch, baby. You have the hands of an angel.” He said with a smirk while looking me straight in the eyes.

“Hmm, and you have the smile of a devil.” I retorted.

He chuckled at my snide remark, humored by my quick wit. “Never have opposites been so attracted.” He flipped us over, placing me over his hips, straddling him. “I could easily tear these skimpy little panties right off you.” I could feel a knot form in the pit of my stomach when he spoke. He took a hold of my thighs, making me walk on my knees until my wet heat was right above his mouth. “Come on, baby. Let me have a taste.”

I lowered myself onto his face. He welcomed my clit into his mouth with a long lick. I cried out, shocked by him. His tongue moved in and out of me while I grinded onto him. His short nails still managed to scratch my hips, forcing me down onto his face. I released a lengthy moan as he inserted a digit into me, feeling just how warm and wet I was while eating me out. The sight itself was all too much. I started clenching around his finger, nearing my climax.

“Don’t you dare,” he growled. I yelped as he smacked my ass suddenly.

“M-Myeon, I can't…wait.” There was no way I would be able to wait with him pleasuring me like this.

Enough was enough. I swatted his hands away and raised my hips. He looked up at me with a fierce stare.

“Fuck me. Now.” I ordered. I helped him relax, but there was only one thing that would truly release the tension. Rough, hard, merciless sex.

“That’s what you want? You want me to fuck you.” He sat up, holding eye contact and switched positions with me. “You wanna be my little plaything?”

The animal was coming out, and I loved it. Junmyeon pinned me to the bed, ripping my panties down the middle, just like he said he could. I unhooked my bra and threw it to the other side of the room. I held my stare as I went straight for his underwear, pulling them down his legs and freeing his thick, hard cock.

“Spread your legs wide for me, baby.” I did what he said and he lowered on top of me, resting his member on my pelvis. “Now. Why don’t you say those two little words I love so much.”

“...Fuck me.”

Don Kim never takes orders, unless of course, they come from his baby girl. He came up on his knees and thrusted into me with all he had. I screamed his name, clawed at his back and bucked my hips. Any tension he was carrying in his shoulders was long gone now. His sloppy kisses moved up my neck to my lips. With one hand slung over his shoulder, I combed my other hand through his hair and moaned into his mouth.

We both came closer and closer to the sweet release. My mind went completely blank as Junmyeon’s moans rang through my ears. His thrusts went out of sync as we both approached our climax. I clung to him and raised my hips, trying to match his rough strokes.

“Cum with me, baby. Now!” He shouted

My back arched at the feeling of his warm essence filling me. His voice strained from moaning, but he still managed to let out a few soft grunts as he finished. While we came back down, Junmyeon slowly laid on top of me. I kissed his neck and cheek, sparking a little smile from him.

After a few moments of silent intimacy, Junmyon raised his head from my naked chest and spoke. “This might kill the mood, but I’m seriously hungry after all that.”

“Well, it’s a good thing I already have dinner prepared for us. Maybe after we can cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie?”

“Counter offer: we have dinner and cuddle, but can we leave the clothes here?”

“As if you even needed to ask,” I replied with a smirk

THE END

[fairyscribbles]

Cupcakes and Fangs - Horror House (Suho, pt. 3) [Chronicles of the Wolf series]

Hello Kiddos! Just a quick update before I go MIA again! I’ll answer to more asks tomorrow! ♥

If you need to refresh your memory, the last Junmyeon chapter is here!  If you like it, you can support it on ko-fi! ♥

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Apparently, it could be very bad, you thought miserably as you jumped and screamed at another skeleton that rattled right in front of you.

Super bad.

You hopped away from the insane eyes that glowed at you from the darkness, figuring out which was worse - jumping on Junmyeon and him finding out that you lied about not being scared, or being so scared you end up looking even worse by passing out.

Your body seemed to decide on the latter because when the walls literally shook around you - makeshift bloodstained walls, as it was - you creeped as close as you could to Junmyeon and grabbed hold of his arm.

He turned to you with a raised eyebrow you could discern even in the dark. "You okay?"

Reluctantly, you shook your head, following him along as you passed a moaning girl in a white dress and keeping your eyes only as narrowly open as you needed for you to shadow after him.

You gasped when you felt him cover your clenched hands, patting them reassuringly as he urged you closer. "Don't worry. Come here."

He pushed you behind him, wrapping your arms around him from the back before holding them tight.

"J-Junmyeon!" You squeaked, but you couldn't dare to speak anything that would make him let you go. You just hoped the laws didn't work in here.

"Hey." A gruff voice came from behind a wall next to you and you squeaked, jumping up at its sound. Junmyeon squeezed your hands in comfort.

"That's a nice girl you have there." You buried your face in the back of Junmyeon's shirt, trying your best to think of happy places. Junmyeon's body shook with laughter.

"I know."

"I'll make you a deal- you throw her in this-" something suddenly swung open in front of you and you yelped. "Door, and I'll let you go. How about that?"

Junmyeon's eyes narrowed. "No thanks. I'm okay..."

"Ohh come on~" the voice hissed, and he felt you shiver against his back. "It'll be so much easier."

"Jun...myeon..."

He tried not to get too riled from the fear in your voice. Maybe if he just kept walking...

Junmyeon stroked your forearms in comfort before entwining your fingers with his to slowly quick up your pace. The faster you go, the quicker the two of you would be out there.

"Aaw, don't do this to me, man. You know how lonely I am? I promise I'll treat her right~..." Junmyeon couldn't help but laugh. As if he'd let some horror actor take his mate away from him.

"I'm relieved, but it's still a 'no'. I'm not giving her up that easy." He squeezed your arms in assurance as he led you past many horror props.

With each screeching actress that popped up, each moaning ghost you passed, and each pair of glowing scary eyes, you found yourself gripping Junmyeon's arms tighter. Ever so slowly, you crept even closer.

"J-Junmyeon..."

"Shh, I've got you," he said with a grin, leading you through a door that you really, really did not want to go through.

"No, no, no, no, let's not go through there!" You squealed, planting your soles into the ground and effectively stilling Junmyeon. He laughed, before he turned around.

"___. We have to go through there. It's the exit." He tried to reason with you calmly, but it didn’t work with you.

"B-but something will...definitely..."

"___." Your breath hitched when Junmyeon cupped your face and he tilted you up to look at him.

"There's nothing in this horror house that I can't protect you from. Believe me, the sooner we'll get out, the sooner we'll be able to do something more fun."

You whined softly, but Junmyeon just smiled and tucked your arms securely around his, his hand still patting yours for reassurance. "Come on. We're almost there."

You pressed yourself as close to him as you could. "O-okay."

You had to trust him. You had to.

And with that chant, your eyes shut tight and your head buried in Junmyeon's back, you were able to get past the last few feet of the horror house, where Junmyeon led you out through a rusty door that creaked with its every movement. You shielded your eyes from the sun, and reluctantly moved away from him because of the threat of the guard seeing you, and when he turned to look at you, you chuckled nervously.

"Well...I, for one, wasn't scared at all." You told him in an almost serious tone.

Junmyeon looked at you with his eyes big and wide for a long moment before he burst out into boisterous laughter. "Oh, really? So you were just holding on to me because..?"

Your smile was almost coy, something you weren't used to feel on your face.

"Maybe because you're nice to hold on to..."

Junmyeon's eyes slanted, and you almost wished you hadn't said it. Almost. Because soon after Junmyeon was smirking as well, and the look annoyingly attractive on him.

"Well you're more than welcome to do it anytime..."

Inwardly, you squeaked, but you were glad to be able to keep your composure on the outside, merely casting your eyes to the side and shrugging. "Maybe..."

Junmyeon laughed, shaking his head.

"Stop it. I heard about the prohibition, and you're making it impossibly hard for me to abide the rules." That made the butterflies in your tummy flutter. Oh god.

Was he this charming all the time?

"Come on. Would you like to go play some games? Or?" Junmyeon frowned when he looked at the setting sun.

"Night is coming. Maybe I should escort you home."

"No!" Your face went beet red. "I mean... n-no. There's still daylight left... If... you have nowhere else to be, that is..."

Junmyeon chuckled. "Are you kidding me? Somewhere more important than being with you?" He caught himself, and Junmyeon rubbed the back of his neck because maybe he was coming off a little too eager. But he was happy to see that you didn't seem to mind, if your embarrassed smile was anything to go by.

"Then... games..?"

And games it was. You passed every single stand, and at every single stand, Junmyeon won. He seemed to see every time your eyes twinkled as something caught your interest, and in the end, when the fair was closing up, you were walking home with a big teddy bear under your arm, Junmyeon holding the same one with ease on his shoulders, much like someone would carry a small child.

You walked slowly, your steps tiny. You didn't want this day to end. It was so perfect, you clicked with him so instantly you didn't want to part. You walked silently, side by side, close to each other but not close enough to touch. You were glad Junmyeon was holding onto the bear because otherwise his hand would be tantalizingly hanging at his side, tempting you to grab it.

Reluctantly, you slowed to a stop.

"Well...this is my house."

Junmyeon surveyed the outside of your place, smiling. "Looks nice."

You shrugged. "It's nothing spectacular, but it's home... So..."

Junmyeon turned to you, trying to hold his smile in place. "So... I guess, this is good night."

You couldn't help but giggle at the terminology. "Not goodbye?"

"Not unless you plan to never see me again." The thought actually had his smile fading quickly.

"Then good night it is," you murmured. "Thank you, Junmyeon."

"For what?"

"For tonight..."

Junmyeon smiled down at you, the soft curve of his lips making butterflies flutter in your stomach. With a big blush spreading over your cheeks, you looked around to see if the coast is clear.

No guards on patrol. The street was abandoned, save for the two of you.

And so you took the slight leap of faith and you reached up to kiss Junmyeon's cheek.

Junmyeon had no time to react. All he could do was bring a hand up to brush the tips of his fingers over the tingling part of his skin where his mate's lips had touched. Just briefly, too lightly.

You took a few cautionary steps back, face an adorably bright red. "Um..."

Junmyeon felt his smile expand, and he thought he could've rivaled Chanyeol's smile at this point.

"Thank you for the great time. I...really had fun." You spoke shyly, any other place seemed to be better to look at than Junmyeon at the moment.

"If this is what I get for taking you out, I might make it a daily custom." Junmyeon told you, trying hard to control his knees from bouncing up and down. Shit, he never felt more giddy in his life and when he saw the blush spread over your cheeks, he just wanted to litter kisses all over then.

'No, Junmyeon,' he reminded himself. 'Control.'

He had to resist, especially considering your town's open aversion to any affection in public places. He didn't want to get you in any trouble. So there was definitely no way he could grab you and shower you with kisses the way he wanted to. But he couldn't fight the other strong impulse. "When can I see you again?"

You faltered, then smiled. A small, unsure quirk of your lips. "You're sure you want that?"

Junmyeon nodded. "Of course."

His voice was so sure and also a little confused. As if he didn't understand why you thought he didn't want to see you again.

"Ah, well, I'm pretty sure you will be very busy with your trainings..." Junmyeon almost wanted to ask what trainings you were talking about, when it came back to his mind.

"Ah, don't worry about that. I'm sure I can find some time for you." He smiled and it made the butterflies flutter. Oh god, why was this man so perfect?

"O-oh...okay, well, next week there should be a new play...what do you think about going there on Friday?"

He smiled brilliantly. "Sounds great."

You gasped, like you'd expected him to refuse. "O-okay..!"

Junmyeon looked beyond your shoulder to your door, frowning. He didn't want to leave; he didn't want you to go inside. He wasn't ready for it to end just yet. And suddenly, he understood how Jongin felt before Yunyoung had agreed to marry him, how Sehun feels with Hyeri... and Jongdae, and Minseok.

God, how did they manage this?

"Well, I'll pick you up at seven?" Junmyeon asked, wiping his hands against his pants, as if it would cure the itch he felt to reach out for you, especially when you looked so freaking adorable and lovable. The day he finally gets to hold you for himself...he might actually just never let go.

"I think that's okay." You agreed with a small smile after thinking about it.

"It starts at eight, so that gives us just enough time." Junmyeon nodded and his heart clenched. Here it comes.

"Alright then. You should...probably head on inside..." he almost wanted to hit himself for telling you that.

"You need to rest." You nodded with a smile and a big blush across your cheeks and Junmyeon almost couldn't resist.

"Be sure to lock your doors, okay?"

You took the first reluctant step forward. "Okay..."

"Good night, ___..."

You stuck your key in the lock, turning the doorknob slowly and cracking the door just slightly. "Good night, Junmyeon..."

He smiled gently, watching you slip inside. Fighting hard with himself not to follow you in. "Good night..." he repeated uselessly.

He stood there until he heard that click of your lock, making sure you were safe. Knowing that his mate was so far from him, so alone...it made him really not want to go home.

Especially when he caught your scent. It was beautiful, full of freshness and everything he loved, but there was a shadow of something...sinister. Something that he not quite wanted to smell on you, but he did. Something that made you like this but he didn't know what and it was driving him crazy.

But he couldn't stay any longer. He felt the contacts dissolving in his eyes and if he got caught in front of your house, you'd become a suspect.

So with a heavy heart, he dragged himself away. He forced his feet to move, one in front of the other as he fought the urge to look back. He didn't want to leave. How was he supposed to leave?

With a grunt, he just gritted his teeth and took off at a run, not caring if he went just a bit too fast.

If he was gonna force himself to leave, it had to be quick.

How were Jongdae and Minseok doing this? For days even.

Another snarl ripped through his chest and the second he was out of the capitol, he ripped through his form and took off at a sprint, barely able to hold in the painful howl of an alpha leaving his mate alone.

[baekhyuns-abs]

Red

CEO Kim Joonmyeon is back, ladies.

This is officially part 3 to the Dresscode scenario you guys keep harassing me for. I love it, keep doing it. Little Black Skirt is part 2, if you haven’t read that one.

As always, enjoy and remember this bitch loves feedback ❤❤

Sexual content, daddy kink.

“...And a bottle of the Krug please.”

She watched, her face red as her boss finished their food order, the waiter agreeably walking away to fetch the restaurant owner his bottle of very expensive champagne. Joonmyeon turned to her a second later, beginning to roll up the sleeves of his newly bought Prada shirt.

She kept her mouth shut about the drink, she had grown accustomed to his lavish lifestyle over the weeks she had been his secretary; and lover. This was their regular stop after work and the first time she argued; “we would have to make a reservation, they’re always booked up” or “I can’t afford that!” Joonmyeon simply replied with “it’s fine, I own the place. Quite frankly, she couldn’t argue with that logic.

He didn’t take her in the office again - or at all - like the first time but she wasn’t left disappointing at the fact. A minute of free time had her sprawled on her desk - or his, it didn’t matter - his mouth licking hers into submission, till she was a gasping mess beneath him. It was shameful that all it took was a kiss.

“Are you going to order something different this time?” Joonmyeon asked mockingly as she met his gaze over her menu.

She smiled, a little embarrassed. “Probably.”

“You don’t trust my chefs?” He laughed a little and the waiter returned with the champagne, two flutes and a wine stand.

She looked at him, smiling, uneasy as he he poured the bubbly liquid into a flute placed on her right. “Thank you.”

She felt out of place, women in this place were expecting nothing but the best, pearl necklaces and their own platinum american express cards being woven around the place in proud arrogance; they didn’t need a man to take care of them. But there she was, her backed up credit card in her knock off handbag weighing heavy inside without any jewelry on her body to call real.

She ordered her usual safe dish and Joonmyeon ordered a steak, but not before being viewed his options. The waiter dragged over a cart of uncooked, prime meats and steaks for him to choose from and she felt even more on edge.

She focused as best she could on him, the CEO that had rocked her world for 3 weeks straight. Taking her on lavish dinner dates to three different restaurants; he owned all three.

“How are you finding work?” He asked after a minute. “I’m not stressing you out too much am I?”

Absolutely; he drove her insane, always. She couldn’t concentrate half of the time, knowing that the sofa she sat opposite had been stained and tainted with sin. And his kisses, the kisses that were unyielding as he grabbed her, taking her by surprise - pleasantly - stopping just as quickly to give her business instructions.

“Not with work no.” She replied, her nose tingling with bubbles as she took a sultry sip of her champagne.

Joonmyeon raised a brow and rested his chin on his hand, his finger stroking his temple softly with a smug look on his face.

“Oh?” He replied with sly gusto and she could have melted.

Their starter arrived before she could stumble out a witless reply. A thick ciabatta loaf settled in front of her with a thick layer of rich pesto and tomato topped with parmesan.

“I didn’t order a starter…” She said meekly but the waitress gave a polite nod to Joonmyeon, walking away.

“It’s complimentary.” Joonmyeon replied, still smirking. “Try it.”

~~~

The overly priced bread, her risotto, the cheesecake, all of it was delicious but not as delicious as him. In the backseat of his bentley, behind the screen of privacy from his driver he had pulled her a top of him, kissing her like she was air.

His mouth tasted like the strawberry and coconut cake he had devoured not 10 minutes ago. Joonmyeon’s hands roamed her lower body, hiking up the tight black skirt he loved so much. There was a growing ache in her stomach as she felt him harden between her legs.

She pressed herself tightly against him, grinding her hips down as the car made her body sway as they drove through uptown. She gasped has his hands held her still, his fingers on the flesh of her hips, pushing her torso away from his crotch. She whined as his lips left hers, his eyes opeing to give her a look that begged for sex.

His tongue came out to lick along the seam of his lips and her core hungered.

“You’re mine now, do you know that?”

She forced the words out of her mouth through her dry throat. The look in his eyes told her not to argue. “Yes.”

Joonmyeon’s hand came up to weave its way into her hair, tugging on the strands lightly, his face almost disappointed.

“I think you can do better than that don’t you?” His tone was laced with seduction, patronising but too lucious to repel.

She knew what he wanted, the word that made both of their toes curl with sexual tension and arousal. The affirmation that left both of them wanting more every day.

“Yes, daddy.” She almost whispered the words as they left her mouth, wispy and just right.

Joonmyeon’s slight smirk gave her confidence and when he toyed with the flimsy material of her underwear at her hip she felt giddy with anticipation. She never thought in her wildest dreams that she would be straddling her boss for the third week running.

“So you know what I’m going to do?”

Joonmyeon’s hand left her hair, caressing down her body, stroking her breasts firmly as his other hand rested at the apex of her crotch. She tried to steady her breathing as he stroked her damp heat tenderly through her underwear, resisting the urge to press down on his pliant fingers.

“What’s daddy going to do?”

She saw the praise on his face at her question and he stroked her harder eliciting a small moan from her mouth.

“I’m going to fuck you right here.”

He pushed aside her underwear, his fingers pushing past her folds with ease, circling her entrance, making her shiver against him. His other hand rose to her face again his gaze lingering on her parted mouth as he ran his finger on her bottom lip. She tentatively licked the digit and he let her suck on it as his fingers teased her entrance, shallowly thrusting upwards inside of her; enough to torment.

“...And right here.”

She felt dirty in every way, a delightfully good dirty as she sucked on the pad of his finger, swirling her tongue around it as his erection grew against her thigh. She released his finger, her face red and her heart beating wild in her chest as his fingers still continued to tease her.

Distracted by everything that was him she wasn’t aware that the car had come to a stop until the hesitant knock at the divider made her jump.

“We’re back at the house.” Came the announcement from the driver.

Her body sagged as Joonmyeon guided her off him and opened the car door. She had been to his house - mansion - before but she could never get over at how beautiful it was. Yet it was cozy, the walls didn’t feel intrusive whenever she crawled out of his plush super king sized bed to creep to the bathroom in the middle of the night, or whenever she snuck downstairs to the marble victorian kitchen for water.

Joonmyeon took her hand as they walked up to the entry. She bit her lip with sexual anticipation as they stepped inside and he walked her upstairs.

She wondered what he had in store for her. She knew he was… different… She had known that from the moment she had overheard that fateful phone conversation. She knew Joonmyeon Kim was a man with different tastes - a dangerous appetite for sex that she hoped she could fulfill.

She allowed herself fleeting moments of insecurity when she didn’t have her mouth attached to those of the man in question. Who was the girl before her? How many had he had? When would he dispose of her? Is he still with the one from the phone call? Who even was she?

The sunset casted an orange glow in his master bedroom barely blurred with his visers. She felt him remove her coat, laying it out on his large round stool, placing his own blazer next to it. She stayed still, concentrating on the shimmering of his outdoor pool his bedroom looked down upon. His golden retriever tottered around the large garden, playing with the butler.

Her breath hitched as she felt a soft pull on the back of her skirt, the hum of her zipper travelling down the curve of her ass slowly pulling her out of her distractive daze. Joonmyeon let it fall to her ankles and she could make out his face in the small reflection in the window, her bare legs and his hands as they danced over her hips, circling her body to fiddle with the hem of her blouse.

His breath on her ear made her lick her lips and as he slowly traced his fingers up the skin of her stomach, coming up to undo the buttons of her blouse.

“You should know by now that I’m not like the little boys you’re used to playing with.” His mouth grazed her ear as he spoke to her and goosebumps rose on her skin.

Inch by inch Joonmyeon exposed her to him, button by button till he reached the last one at her neckline. He pushed it back over her shoulders, his fingers brushing against her skin as if to tease her. She watched in his reflection in the window as he began to pull his tie free and her palms began to feel clammy.

“Don’t move.”

She lost sight of him as he walked away, his order keeping her rooted in her place in nothing but her underwear and little heels - another designer rip off, yet convincing. She heard him open and close a draw and her mind went reeling with possibilities. When she met his eyes in the reflection again her stomach flipped at the sight of neatly coiled red rope looped around his hands.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, his voice gentle, encouraging as he stood behind her once more.

She nodded and Joonmyeon cast a look to the floor before meeting her eyes again in the reflection, his look less playful, serious for a moment. “I need your words.”

“I trust you, daddy…” She managed, her voice weak with anxiety as she watched him unravel the rope.  

His hands came to rest on her waist, the rope entwined in his fingers. He turned her around in his hold and she faced him, his eyes tender but dark all at once, the deep brown of his irises captivating her. They skimmed her body and her heart leapt to her throat, he ducked his head, taking her lips in a kiss so sensual he barely touched her - yet scorched her all at once.

She kissed him back with hunger, unable to ever be bored of his lips. Slowly but slowly he walked her backwards, the backs of her legs brushing his bed. He pushed her down and she fell with a gasp, bouncing on the lush mattress. She hesitantly looked up at him as he took a moment to admire her on his bed.

“Next time…” His voice was velvety, coated in such seduction that drove her mad. “Leave these at home.”

He hooked his finger in the front of her underwear and she felt dizzy at the declaration as he pulled them down her legs gradually. They noiselessly hit the floor and she felt her body heat up, her cheeks flaming pink as Joonmyeon spread her legs wide apart. They itched to close as he just stared down at her without saying a word.

Joonmyeon then knelt on the bed between her legs, so achingly close to her sex she wondered if he did it on purpose to torment her. He bent down, his hands sliding beneath her back. She felt the snap off her bra loosening and it was off her in seconds. Her nipples hardened, standing at attention - for his attention. He lapped his tongue over one of the buds, her mouth falling open.

He did it again, his mouth encasing it in a hard suck, his tongue flicking against it. Her hands shot up, reaching for him as he pleasured her with his mouth. He grabbed her wrists harshly, slamming them into the bed either side of her head and the action made her body feel some kind of way.

Joonmyeon lifted his head, his eyes scanning her face as he brought the rope into view. She swallowed thickly, excitement rippling up her body. He pulled her hands together above her head and his face lingered over hers, his looks rendering her breathless.

He wound the rope around her wrists, the material rubbing the skin snugly as he intricately tied the secure, neat tangle of knots.

Satisfied with his work he looked back down at her, one hand holding her arms in place above her head.

“Don’t move them.” He instructed with a voice so sensual, she felt it pull at her stomach.

He slid down her body, goosebumps raising on her skin. Joonmyeon stood again at the foot of the bed, his eyes staring down at her naked body with greedy sinful eyes. She found him hard to look at, feeling microscopic and insecure under his heady gaze.

“Look at me.”

She took a breath, her eyes following his hands as he undid his belt, slowly unzipping his tented trousers. He pushed them down, pooling them at his feet as he raised his hands to unbutton his shirt. She fidgeted, feeling impatient and like she was about to burst as he pushed his shirt off his shoulders. She longed to run her hands over his delicious smooth abs that lined his perfect stomach.

He pulled down his briefs and when his hard erection bounced free she almost lost it.

Joonmyeon crawled back onto the bed and she eagerly spread her legs for him as he knelt between them. He hovered over her body effortlessly not letting her skin touch his as he leaned over to his dresser drawer, pulling out a black tie. His cock ran tantalisingly across her hip.

“Close your eyes.”

She did.

She was engulfed in permanent blackness as he secured the tie around her eyes, tying it. “Remember…” She jolted at the lips at her ear as he spoke. “Keep them there…”

He gave her hands a squeeze for emphasis before she felt him move down her body again. She held her breath as she felt his hand running up her thighs, the slightest touch of his hands on her raising goosebumps. The darkness around her made everything more profound, she could hear his breathing, feel it across her hips as he sank further down her body.

A sharp moan fell from her mouth as his thumb stroked her slit, the lewd sound of her arousal making her blush. She couldn’t see him, she could only feel him as his mouth replaced his thumb. His tongue worked her entrance and her arms twitched, itching to find something to cling to as lightning erupted in her core from his long tongue.

She never knew it could feel so good as his tongue fucked her till her hips shook, his thumb toying with her weeping clit. His arm pinning her hips to the bed as she quaked. She found a grip on the headboard, hanging on to the wooden bar as she blindly succumbed to Joonmyeon’s skillful mouth.

She was loud, moaning shamefully, his grip on her hips almost bruising - in the best kind of way - as she bucked up into his mouth again and again, reaching the absolute precipice of her climax. His mouth travelled to her clit, a strangled moan leaving her mouth as he sank his fingers inside her pulsing hole, beckoning her, baiting her as her knuckles whitened around the wooden post.

Her mind screamed, her body convulsed and her mouth dropped open feeling--

“Not yet.” Joonmyeon’s touch ceased, his fingers left her, his mouth retreating.

Her body sagged, her heart beat rang in her ears and frustration settled deep in her belly. She whimpered breathlessly at his cruel denial as the grip on her hips loosened. He ran his hands down her stomach, holding her waist firmly. She couldn’t see him, the look of sexual need and hunger in his eyes as his hips surged forward, meeting hers as he sunk his cock deep inside her.

The feeling of him stretching her, filling her had her seeing stars. He held onto her waist, his fingers sinking into her skin at his strong hold as he thrusted in and out of her. His soft moans filled the air and she repressed the urge to reach for him as he fucked her hard and good.

She fell apart in his hands, her mouth opening in a silent scream. He tugged away the blindfold, her eyes opening wide, piercing into his own as her orgasm crashed into her. Her tight walls milked him for all he was worth as he lowered himself down, his arms on either side of her head, plowing her without mercy, making her orgasm agonisingly long.

She watched him through watery eyes as his mouth opened, his neck veins protruding as his own release krept up on him, his hips snapping into hers aggressively. A hiss, his eyes closing tight and a shiver down his spine he stilled inside of her. She felt boneless beneath him as Joonmyeon licked his lips panting, coming back down to earth slowly.

He left her, rolling next to her on his back, pulling her tightly to his strong body. She let go of the headboard her bound arms folding on her chest as he cradled her close to him.

Joonmyeon looked down at her, her red face as she stared back with glassy eyes. He glanced at the red rope that remained around her wrists and a mischievous smirk spread across his cheeks.

“Red looks good on you.”

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➶ MRS. KIM ➶ CH 4

Characters: You/Miss Oh (Main), Junmyeon (Main), Naeun, Baekhyun and Jongin

Genre:  Marriage/Romance

Chapter One  ⦁  Chapter Two   ⦁ Chapter Three  ⦁ Chapter Four  ⦁ 

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You stare blankly into the crowd as you sip on a glass of wine, you are stuck with your parents and a man who you nothing about … well, the man is someone who your parents like to call, a ‘potential’ husband. You are completely bored out of your mind because you have no interest in this man, all you can think about is the novel that Jongin told you last week. You’ve done fine without him for four years and yet it has only been a week since you’ve seen him and its like you have been longing to see his face. You are brought out of your train of thought when your mom touches your shoulder.

“Hm?” you turn to your mother. “Jason said that your dress really compliments your eyes.” You turn to Jason and bowed your head a little towards him and smiled, “You don’t look bad yourself Jason.”

“We’ll leave you two to talk while we go greet some friends, you two should really go dance in a little bit,” your mom winked as she turns to leave with your father.

“So,” Jason smiled. “Your parents tell me that you graduated from abroad first in your class, that’s really impressive. It must have been hard in …” as he was talking to you, you spot Junmyeon entering the door with Baekhyun and Jongin, they are walking towards your direction. You purse your lips and look around to see how you could ditch Jason, then just like a miracle, you spot an old friend and wave her over.

“Jason,” you interrupted him. “This is Jessica, my old friend from high school … um, she is single and likes nature walks and camping, you two should get to get acquainted with each other. I need to excuse myself,” you bowed and leave the two to start chatting. You turn back but see that they have disappeared, your eyes scan across the crowd

You make eye with Jongin and he nods, Jongin takes Baekhyun to the dessert bar and leaves Junmyeon at the bar alone ….

*FLASHBACK TO THE TALK*

“You’re angry with him,” he takes a quick glance at you, “Aren’t you?” You shrug and you both take a seat outside in Junmyeon’s garden.

“He really loved you, he really did. Once my mother began getting sick Junmyeon had to step up and he-”

“Your mom is sick?” he nodded. “She was sick, but now …”

“Oh my gosh, I had no idea, I’m so sorry to hear that,” Jongin nodded and sighed. “Our mom was really sick yet she didn't tell us until it was too late. Mom's death happened shortly after he broke it off with you and then he just dove into work and … well, you saw the articles floating around. Junmyeon couldn't deal with the fact that he didn't have you anymore and that he also lost our mom, he felt really alone and tried to get into relationships but the girls would either just want him for his money or they use him for social power. So, he began doing just that, he slept with women every now and just toyed with him. He pushed us all away, in the end I also left him too.”

“I wish he would have told me this,” you sighed. “I wanted to be there for him through everything.I didn’t even know,” he looked over at you.

“You know, that's honestly why he broke up with you … or a part of it.”

“What do you mean?”

“He really loves you, he really does. He, I don’t know … it’s Junmyeon.”

“Then why abruptly leave me like that? I was really upset Jongin, we had something but he just left me like that and even had his guards kick me out when I tried to meet him.”

“I know, and I'm sorry he treated you that way. He just got really confused and his heart was conflicted. He never wanted to break up with you.”

“Then why did he? I didn’t stick with him all four years of University for nothing, I looked passed everything because I loved him for who he was.”

“He wanted to make you happy,” he turns around and looks you straight in the eyes. “He saw how happy you were not being tied down back, I mean I also know he knew you wanted to take over your parent's hotel and had dreams about all of that but our families company holds a lot of assets and he didn't know where to turn too because he didn’t want you to be stuck with all of our stuff too. He didn't want to tie you down like that, we have hotels and shops, and we also do international business too. He was thrown in that around the time we found out our mother was sick, my dad had to pull Junmyeon out all of a sudden and he had to take responsibility as a CEO when he didn't expect too. I know he broke your heart and I am in no means trying to take his side but he really loves you, he just had so much thrown on him and he didn't want to drag you down with him. He had so much to do that he was afraid he wasn't going to be able to take care of you and didn’t know what to do.”

“I would have understood though, now I feel terrible.”

“No, don't,” he interjected. “You have a right to be mad, he broke your heart. His karma hit him hard and he said so himself. Junmyeon turning depressed and even said that living a life of loneliness is what he deserves … because when he lost you and our mom, and all those girls used him he turned kind of cold. The lively Junmyeon died and ever since he has had a lot of trouble connecting with others and that's why he seems cold sometimes. He's become confused with what he wants because he's always been told what to do,” Jongin grabs your hands. “He doesn’t realize that he can be truly happy, you're the only one who can save him. I know you're also angry with him buying your parents hotel but that was the only way he could approach you and also …. Well, I-I, um ...he also bought the hotel bec-you know, maybe you can start talking to him again and get him to soften up. I'm sure he'll give you some kind of ownership to the hotel or something.”

“He wanted a reaction from me didn’t he … and last night I could tell just how much he wanted to talk to me but he mainly just kept to himself. I want to know why he bought out the hotel, it can’t just be because he wanted a reaction from me because he could have done that without buying the hotel.”

“He didn't say it but I'm sure he really appreciated you coming over and I'm really glad you did. Baekhyun usually has to come to check on him at night if he is in the house if he isn't in the office to make sure he takes his medicine to sleep and from what it looked like, he was able to sleep well thanks to you.”

“No wonder, when I first stepped in the house, it was so dark and looked like no one lived in the house.”

“Yeah,” he laughed and scratched the back of his ear. “Junmyeon sleeps on his couch up in the office a lot and though he has this gigantic mansion, he rarely is here … doesn’t surprise me but he doesn’t know what half of the rooms in his house are. He's also started drinking too and this mixed with everything else makes it hard for him to sleep then sometimes he gets angry or silent … but you know, you are something you know, you just know how to calm him down, it might take a while for him to be the old Junmyeon I know but I think you can break through to him,” he gets up and cracks his knuckles, “Do me a favor and get back with him, and I know you still love him too. I know Junmyeon and I know you well enough that you too still have the hots for each other, just look past all the bad stuff,” he winked.

*PRESENT TIME*

You take a deep breathe and walk towards him, Junmyeon, unaware that his two buddies have left him. You set your wine glass on the table and tap on his shoulder, with one swift turn he is inches from your face. You smiled.

“Come dance with me?” You asked.

“I don't dance,” he said. “I know you don't but you can't just sit here and drink,” you grab his hand and yell out to the bartender that he's done with his drink.

“I-” he tried to sound out words as you pull him onto the dance floor. He clears his throat and stands in the middle of the dance floor and you laugh at him, four years later and he still doesn't know how to dance. “Here,” you grab his hand and put it behind your back, you place your hand on his shoulder and with you lace your hands in his with your other hand. Junmyeon clears his throat and looks to the side, “Um … sorry for the other day, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you like that. I also had to leave for a board meeting in the morning.”

“Don’t be sorry, Junmyeon look at me,” hesitantly, his eyes slowly made their way to yours, tiptoeing up, you give him a quick peck on his cheek then adjusted your position. You wrapped your hands on around his waist and rested your head on his chest, slowly he wraps his arm around you but you could feel how tense he was.

“Don’t be so tense,” you whispered. He cleared his throat, “I’m sorry I-”

“I know,” you snuggle into his chest a little more and you sway along with the music for a little, soon enough Junmyeon began relaxing and was no longer tense. You look up and search for his eyes, “Junmyeon …”

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” you lay your head back on his chest and feel knots in your stomach. “I’m not sure where to exactly start, um …” you look around before grabbing his hand, “Follow me,” you move through the crowd and take him to the garden so you two can talk. You take him to the garden and sit him down on the bench. You both awkwardly sit next to each other on the bench.

“I’m sorry for a lot of things. Obviously, a lot has happened that wasn’t cleared with the both of us, Jongin told me everything the other week …”

“Jongin,” he whispered. “I’m not sure what you were told, you know how loud of a mouth Jongin is sometimes but ...”  

“Don’t be sorry,” You said as you fiddled with your fingers. “I’m glad Jongin told me … Why didn’t you tell me up front Junmyeon? You knew I would have dropped everything for you, I wish I was able to go through all of this with you.”

“How much did Jongin tell you?”

“Just about what you’ve gone through … like, your hardships and the passing of your mother, and how you can’t sleep.”

“Oh, that …”

“Is something wrong?” you sit up. He cleared his throat and shook his head, “No, no,” he said as he awkwardly smiled up to you. Something didn’t feel right with that smile but after hearing all of the things he has gone through, you just kind of shrugged it off. You took a deep breath and grabbed his hand and gripped them in yours.

“I’m honestly still a bit angry at our departure four years ago and how we parted ..”

“You should be rightfully angry, I was young and naive and I couldn’t think straight.”

“I know. Listen, I have thought about this all week up until this moment and if you are willing then I am willing to give us another chance and try to work on things, us and you and everything in between.”

“You what?”

“Believe it or not, despite all the things you put me through Junmyeon…. I do still have feelings for you, we were together and practically inseparable until the events leading up to our separation and you know how much of a softy I am. Even though we were apart for four years, we’re now in front of each other and I can still sense a little something in my heart-”

“Junmyeon,” a voice interrupts from behind making you both jump. “What are you doing here?” A man begins approaching from the path, you and Junmyeon stand up, he straightens his jacket and you instinctively pull your hair behind your ear. A similar face soon appears and you take the biggest gulp in your life, suddenly your stomach drops. 

“Dad,” he whispers. His father stares in your direction, “Hello,” you bow.

“You,” he pointed, “I remember you, I caught you and Junmyeon in bed that one time I came to visit him,” he raises an eyebrow. “I see you have stuck to your own ways.”

“Dad.”

“Come, now,” he said in a stern voice. “I have some people I want you to meet,” he said as he began walking away. Junmyeon takes a deep breath and lets you know that he will catch up with you again.

Once you make your way inside the ballroom, you find Naeun at the dessert bar, and of course, she is fashionably late. She is dressed in the color that best compliments her pale complexion. “I see you have found your way to the dessert bar,” you said as she was in the middle of downing a cake. She snorted, “You seriously couldn’t have caught me in the better time,” she laughs and eats the remaining cake on her plate. “So,” she points to you. “You have a lot of explaining to do. How did it go with him?”

“I think it went well, I think this was a lot and we’ll need to talk more to recover from all the things that have happened, but his dad also found us too,” she gasped and you brought both of your hands to your face. Your parents didn’t know about your relationship but his father did, and his father did not approve of you. 

A/N: Apologies for getting this in so late, finals season is coming and its getting a bit hectic XD 

I hope you all enjoyed this, please let me know of any concerns or questions or if the plot is getting confusing. Thank you!

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EXO Reaction: To Their S/O Being In A Kdrama With Another Member 🌟

{A/N} Ahhh my first reaction I hope you enjoy!

Xiumin:

Firstly he HATES it

Sad Boii

He is just really annoyed

He trust his members, he just hates the thought of another man touching his S/O.

You have to keep reassuring him

Even though he hates that its with one of his member, he is very proud of you both. 

He will try be there at every shooting to support you both.

Lowkey making sure nothing goes too far.

You having to give him a lot of affection to make him feel better.

Suho:

He is the leader so he tries to hide the fact that it bothers him

He tries to ignore it

He is just really mature about it.

If it really does bothers him, he’ll try to talk to you about it.

Just keep trying to distract himself from it.

You just trying to lift up his mood about it or just try to distract him from the fact that it is with his member.

You telling him how much you love him

Lay:

lowkey insecure

He tries to ignore it and just be happy for you both

Him being more affectionate, scared that you might leave him

Will go to most of the shooting but if he knows there is a kissing scene he will leave or not go.

You just giving him a lot of love

He just hides his emotion by putting up a happy face.

You talking to him about it

Baekhyun:

He would be hella sassy and a bit childish

He wouldn't talk to you at first

He would also be cocky like he would say stuff like “Well I'm the one who makes her scream at night”

He is ready to fight if he needs to

He is just really jealous

You having to calm him down a lot

NEEDS KISSES

NEEDS EVERYTHING

Chen:

He is just a really sad boii

Hes a bit a mix of Lay and Suho

He is mature about it, where he tries to ignore and be happy for the both of you.

There is going to be a small amount tears just because of the kissing scene.

Romantic scenes makes him cringe

You need to comfort this boy, he needs it.

Lots of cuddles and hugs

Chanyeol:

Another sad boii

He cries the most out of all of the members

Is insecure

scared to loose you

VERY protective

You will have to attack him with affection

NEEDs all the love of the in the world

Always having to reassure him that you only love him and will never leave him.

He will become hella jealous

D.O:

He would also be very mature

He will go to every shooting

will be there to support you both

He would be the most chill out of all of the members

still a sad and jealous boii

has his moments when your not around

cringes at the kiss scene

EXTREMELY happy when all of it is over

Still needs the kisses to make him feel better

Kai:

Probaby more angry than sad

More like xiumin and a bit of baekhyun

NEEDs a lot of love

will talk to the member about it instead of you, so you don't worry about him

Will support you both of you 100%

You would have to spend a lot of time with him because he is insecure 

Just needs you to say that you love him to make him feel better

Sehun:

THIS BOII IS GOING TO BE HELLA SASSY

Will refuse to watch the drama at first but when he sees a clip he realize how a great actor both you and his member is

Eventually will watch it but skips all of the romance part

Will need a lot of love

He will be childish about it, wishing it was him instead

He will try to ignore you at first but will miss you too much

He needs to talk about it but he won't 

You would just need to love this boy to DEATH

*I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE GIFS!! CREDITS TO OWNER!!*

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Jumnyeon: L is for Luxury you give me in my heart

Minseok: O is for how much I Owe you for everything you've done for me

Jongdae: V is for how Very kind you are to me, no matter what

Chanyeol: Eggplant

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D.O | Chen | Suho scenario - Obedience

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Summary: Although daddy Suho is working from home, you start to feel a little lonesome. But when you take a chance and misbehave a bit, you get all the attention you want and more.

Genre: smut, fluffy ending

Warnings: foursome, daddy kink, oppa kink, master kink, and SO much more ; )

You are no ordinary submissive. You don't just have one dominant in your life, you have three. There's Jongdae, the oppa. To him, you're Jagi. He is tender, affectionate and caring with you. You have Junmyeon, the daddy. To him, you are baby. Anything you want, you get, as long as you behave. And then you have Kyungsoo, your master. To him you are Kitten. You must do what he says when he says it. Period.  Because of the three of them, you are able to reach moments of mindblowing ecstasy. Each climax better than the last.

Today was almost like any other. Jongdae and Kyungsoo were at work, but daddy Junmyeon was doing some work from home. He's been locked in his office all day, making calls and keeping things in order. Every now and again, he'd come out for food, but he would completely ignore you in the process.

Feeling a little neglected and needy, you went to his office door and knocked three times with no answer. You tried to open the door and surprisingly, it was unlocked. Junmyeon's back was turned toward you as you crept inside, not making a sound. He held his phone to his ear while scrolling through a spreadsheet on his computer.

"Yeah. It looks good, but he hasn't gone above and beyond for me. His presentation needs a shock factor, not just a bunch of figures. This is our biggest client and we need to prove that we're the best choice."

You slid your hands down his chest, leaning in to give him a little kiss on the cheek. He grabbed your wrist, stopping you from going any further and pulled you around to stand in front of him. He got out of his chair, eyeing you while he tried to quickly end his phone call.

"Just tell him to lean in on the shock appeal. I've gotta go." He hung up, not caring what the response was on the other line. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I just missed you, daddy. Didn't you miss me?" You came forward, coiling your arms around his neck, coming in for a kiss.

Junmyeon's hands held your hips, giving in to your little tricks. You both stepped back until you were lifted onto his desk. He pushed his paperwork and laptop out of the way, making room for you.

"Hmm... Has my baby been lonely?"  He asked.

You nodded, cupping his cheeks in your hands, stroking his soft skin with your thumbs. "Yes, daddy." You replied with a pout.

"Aww~ I'm sorry, princess. Maybe you need the... full treatment."

You knew perfectly well that the full treatment referred to all three of your lovers. Your eyes brightened at the thought, making Junmyeon smile.

"Would you like that, baby girl?"

"Yes, daddy."

Junmyeon checked his watch, smirked when he noticed it was about time for the other two to get off work and carried you to the playroom. It was a bit strange to... experiment in your bed, so there was a separate room designed specifically for your little games.

As soon as you both walked into the room, you felt a chill. Junmyeon helped you out of your clothes before tying a silk blindfold behind your head, blocking your sight. His hands ran down your arms, his lips pressed to your shoulder blades for a kiss. You let your head drop forward, relaxing into his sensuous touches.

He walked you to the bed, bending you over the firm mattress. He grabbed your ass, giving it a little pat. "That was a very important call, baby. But that didn't matter to you did it?" His hand came down on your ass with a smack. "You just needed me to fuck you." He spanked you again, making you yelp.

You held your face in your hands, trying not to show him your smile. Junmyeon quickly took both your wrists, holding them behind your back with one hand. "Don't hide that pretty smile. You love this don't you?" Smack. Smack. Smack. He was trying to punish you, but it was just so sexy when he took charge.

Junmyeon stepped back, getting a better view of your pink cheeks. "Keep your hands there. Don't even think about moving." You listened as he walked to the drawer, pulling out what must be handcuffs. He restrained your hands, preventing you from wiggling away. "Now, I want you to count with me."

"Yes, daddy- Oh!" You gasped, not prepared for him to start right away. "One...Two...Three...Four...Five." You arched your back like a cat, wanting more of him.

Suddenly, you heard the front door open. Your heart started racing when you heard Jongdae and Kyungsoo's voices echoing down the hall. Junmyeon chuckled to himself, knowing the fun was just beginning. He left you bent over the bed, almost dripping down your thigh.

Your smile came back when you heard two pairs of footsteps coming into the room. "She's all yours," Junmyeon said. You patiently waited for the next round. A pair of hands moved up the back of your thighs, over your ass to your wrists. You were relieved to have the cuffs taken off, but when you reached up to untie the blindfold, it was already falling off your face.

You stood up and turned to see none other than Jongdae. He pulled you into his arms, peppering your face in kisses. You giggled at him, hugging him back.

"I hear my Jagi has been a little naughty. But it looks like Junmyeon hyung wasn't playing fair." His hands roamed all over your naked body. He picked you up briefly, climbed into the middle of the bed with you and laid you down. His sweet kisses moved from your cheeks, down your neck, to your breasts. "You're so beautiful, Jagi."

You covered your face in your hands, starting to feel shy. He was so cheezy, but every word made you blush. Jaongdae pulled your hands away from your flushed face, returning his lips to your cheeks.

"Don't hide from your oppa. I'm here to make you feel good." He assured. "Now, what do you want oppa to do for you? Do you want me to touch you?" His hands went down your sides, tickling you a little. "Do you want my kisses? Hmm?" His soft lips ghosted over your jawline, teasing you.

"I...actually want to try something." You weren't sure if he would be open to shaking things, up. But if there is one thing about Jongdae, it's that he's not one for a vanilla sex-life.

"Anything, jagi." He said with an intrigued look.

You held his shoulders, moving him back to sit with his back against the headboard. You climbed above him, straddling his thigh. He quickly caught on to what was happening and undid his pants before pulling them off. He flexed his thigh for you, he'd your hips and guided you back and forth. You angled yourself perfectly, rubbing your swollen clit against him with each stroke.

"Oppa~" Your breathy moans made Jongdae smile. He kissed your bare chest, giving you the attention you craved.

You took it upon yourself to repay the favor. While Jongdae focused on your breasts, you licked your palms, reached down to his bulge, uncovered his rock hard cock, and pumped it in your hand. His little pecks turned to open mouth-kisses. His hands traveled down to your ass, squeezing it playfully.

You applied a little more pressure to your clit, soaking his thigh with your juices. Your orgasm was coming at full speed. Jongdae looked up at you, crashing your lips together passionately.

"Cum for me, Jagi. Cum all over oppa's thigh." He enticed. You both came simultaneously, screaming each other's names. The knot in your stomach unraveled making you feel complete.

The door of the playroom slammed shut as you both cooled down. You turned around and saw none other than Kyungsoo, your master. He held a glass of ice in his hand which made you curious. You raised yourself off of Jongdae, letting him get dressed. He gave you a kiss on your forehead just as he got off the bed to leave. You were left alone with Kyungsoo. No clothing, no back talk, no limits.

"Kitten..." Kyungsoo said. He walked to the cabinet and set the glass down.

"Yes, master?"

"Come here." He ordered. Without hesitation, you got off the bed and walked right up to him. He held his hand up to your cheek, stroking the soft skin. "Turn around."

You did as he said, turning your back to him and awaited his next move. You shivered when you felt his cool fingertips on your hips. His hands slowly elevated up to your breasts, caressing them. You closed your eyes, taking in his hypnotic touch. Your jaw dropped but you refused to make a sound. One rule Kyungsoo takes seriously is 'Kitten doesn't make noises until she's told to.'

"Feel good, Kitten?" He asked.

"Yes, Master... So good." Your palms started to tingle. You were anxious for what he had in store.

He removed his hands from your breasts and walked you to the bed. Just before you reached the foot of the frame, Kyungsoo spun you around to face him and sat you down on the edge.

"You have goosebumps, kitten. Are my hands too cold?" He stepped back, getting a better look at you.

"No, master. I kinda... like it."

"Really? Well, then you'll love this. " He went back to the cabinet, took the glass of ice and popped a small cube into his mouth. He held it between his teeth and kneeled in front of you.

He leaned in, making contact with your stomach. You gasped, feeling the ice melt against your hot skin. Kyungsoo inched closer to your erect nipples as little droplets of water trickled down your abdomen. Right before the cube of ice met your breast, he pulled away, causing you to whine.

Kyungsoo shot you a stone cold glare. He took the ice out of his mouth, holding it between his fingers. "Now, kitten. You know the rules. Are you sure you want to break them?"

"No, master. Please... I'm sorry." You begged.

He held eye contact with you as he leaned back down. He opened his lips, bringing your nipple into his warm mouth. You bit your lip, fighting the urge to moan. Kyungsoo released your nipple, replacing his lips with ice. Staying quiet is going to be very difficult. With his free hand, he held your upper back, keeping you from slouching.

He continued to tease, switching back and forth from his mouth to the ice, right breast to left. You wanted to moan so badly, it hurt. Instead, you took deep breaths, controlling yourself.

"Mmm~ I think you're ready, kitten." He said, rising to his feet.

"What do you mean, master?"

Before Kyungsoo could answer, Jongdae and Junmyeon came back into the room, naked and ready. You prepared yourself, moving to the middle of the bed. All three boys joined you, touched you, kissed you, adored you. You were lost in your own little world. A world where you could feel Junmyeon's firm chest, Jongdae's strong hands, and Kyungsoo's pillowy lips.

Kyungsoo pulled you into him before laying down on his back. He dangled his head over the edge, moaning out loud when you grinded down on his shaft. It wasn't every day that he'd let you take charge.

Junmyeon came up behind you, laying his semi-erect member on your back. He slid his fingers up your slit, collecting your juices before lathering his cock. Jongdae stood on his knees next to Kyungsoo. He stroked his cock, readying himself for your mouth.

All at once, You sank down on Kyungsoo's member as Jongdae brushed his tip against your lips. You welcomed his long shaft into your mouth with a hum, earning a moan.

"Oh, Jagi~ You feel amazing." Jongdae moaned.

You could hear the sound of Junmyeon pumping thick member. Just the thought of all three inside you made you tremble with excitement. You took as much of Jongdae's cock as you could, using your hand to cover the rest. Junmyeon came down, kissed between your shoulder blades and eased himself into you.

Filled completely, you moaned against Jongdae's member, vibrating the sensitive tip. You worked your hips, taking both Kyungsoo and Junmyeon in both channels. Junmyeon, being the spoiler he is, continued his loving kisses along your neck. Jongdae caressed your cheek, thrusting further down your throat.

With his neck craned over the side of the bed, Kyungsoo gripped your ass with both hands, spreading it apart for Junmyeon to have easy access. The three of them had you right at the edge. You held Jongdae's wrist, letting him know you're close while clenching around Kyungsoo and Junmyeon.

"Oh, fuck!" Kyungsoo was just a few thrusts away from cumming.

"Cum for us, baby girl. Take oppa's cock as deep as you can and cum!" Junmyeon grabbed your hair, holding your head in place while Jongdae fucked your mouth.

You couldn't hold it anymore. You screamed around Jongdae's manhood and came all over Kyungsoo. Junmyeon's warm load filled your ass halfway through your climax. The sounds of their moans had you seeing the heavens. Jongdae softened on your tongue before pulling out. You swallowed every drop of him and relaxed your jaw. You managed to lift your self from Kyungsoo's cock with wobbly legs. That is until you slumped back against Junmyeon.

"Aww, baby. Are your legs weak?" Junmyeon asked.

"Y-yes, daddy."

He scooped you up and carried you to your bedroom with Jongdae and Kyungsoo following after. Junmyeon laid you down on the bed and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"You're not joining me?" You asked.

"No, baby. I have to finish a call. I'll come back when I'm done though." Junmyeon left the room, leaving you with Jongdae and Kyungsoo.

You reached out for them both, needing a cuddle. Of course, your loving oppa, Jongdae,  accepted your invitation and crawled in next to you. He pulled you into his chest, kissed your head and rubbed your back while Kyungsoo climbed in behind you. A little smirk formed on your lips when you felt your rough and dominant master gently hold your hips and push himself into you, warming his cock.

Through your drowsy fog, you heard Jongdae whisper, "You know we love you, right, Jagiyah?"

"Mmm~ Yes oppa. I love you boys... too..." You muttered before falling into a deep sleep.

THE END