#ok taecyeon scenario

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Boyfriend! 2PM accidentally reveals your relationship or Y/N accidentally reveals your relationship

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Wooyoung

Junho

Chansung

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Ok TaecYeon: Just Your BestFriend

x Ok TaecYeon x

A/N: Hello there friend ~ this is an out of the blue idea so it’s a short one and sorry if you’ll find some wrong grammar and all. I hoped you all enjoy and I will try my best to post more scenarios and update early ~ I have a bunch in my drafts but failed to continue and post it yet.

Keep in mind that English is not my native language so there might be some spelling and grammar error. Sorry for my lack of talent and I promise to work hard on this. Thank you and please enjoy. Any feedback is well loved. <3

By any chance, did you ever fell for that one person your close too besides your family or relatives? Yes, I'm talking about your BESTFRIEND. Fell? Scratch that, what I mean is, did you fall in love with your bestfriend? That you knew you are screwed since you'll have to suffer on a one-sided love? Because I do..

 It all started when you and Taecyeon attended the same school since junior high. You're both transferee and grow up in the state so the both of you accompanied each other while trying to blend into the new culture. But even then, people around the two of you already notice how PERFECT we are for each other.

  But we both laugh it off. We're both too young to give a damn on that matter. Because all we can do at that time was to pass every exam we came across.

  "Y/N! What's taking you so long? Let's go. The bus will leave us!" Taecyeon shouted at you as he's already walking ahead of you in the hallway of your school building as you busied yourself looking something in your bag.

  "Wait! I forgot my watercolor under my desk." You need to get it because you promise your brother to help him on his art assignment.

  "Just wait there, I'll get it." He said while he runs towards your classroom.

  You heard the school bus honking its horn to the both of you, signaling that the two of you better hurry up or they will leave without the two of you.

  A couple of minutes pass, Taecyeon came running towards you. The watercolor on his hand.

  "Here," as he handed it to you.

  "Thanks, Taec but what are you smiling at?" confused on how he smiles towards you.

  "Just because..." he murmured something but you failed to hear it clearly since you heard the horn coming from the bus instead. Then he runs off.

  "What did you say?" you tried to ask him again while trying to run along with him.

  "Run faster or we'll be both walking home dumdum," he said as he grabs you by the arm and pulling or more of dragging along while the both of you tried to catch the bus.

  That happened like what, 3 years ago? The both of you grow on each other's side and became real bestfriend. The both of you are so tight that the both of you decide to go to the same university even tho the both of you took different courses.

  You knew him like he knew you, except on one thing - you're in love with him and he doesn’t have a clue about it.

  You don't know how and when it started but you just wake up one morning and boom - he gives you the butterflies and flustered every now and then.

  You tried everything to remove him in your system since you knew that it will be hard to go on if your feelings stay. You even busied yourself in club activities just to lessen the time you'll be spending together. But you failed miserably. And he keeps on appearing everywhere you go.

  Even before, Taecyeon always stands out from the rest of the guys. Well, given that he's really tall and he has that memorable set of a smile. In short, he is still the popular guy even in the university you're both in.

  And you? You're still that nerdy girl next to him every time, his ultimate bestfriend. But even so, you don't give a damn about what they label you. What matters to you is how Taecyeon sees you, and that is being his bestfriend. The fact hurts, but at least that keeps the both of you tight.

  And besides, it's fine. Since you haven't confess your feeling to him. And you don't plan at all. Because it's better to be his bestfriend forever, rather than to be one of his ex-girlfriends in the future. You just need to deal with your feelings alone.

  Until the doomsday came.

  "Baks!" you heard Teacyeon called you.

  'Baks is the pet name the both of you given to each other that means the both of you have each other's backs.'

  You got surprised when he just hugged you from behind when you didn't respond to his call. And because of that, you felt your face heathen.

  "What do you want? And don't just hug me like that," you said as you tried to remove his arms - that you really don't want to - as you turn around to face him.

  "What's the problem with me hugging you? You're my bestfriend after all."

  'Ouch!'

  "Whatever," you said as you glare at him and turn around to hide the pain you just felt. But he suddenly grabs you by your arm to face him again.

  "Aigoo ~ don't tell me you're all upset about that?" you avoid his eyes because you're afraid he might discover your true feelings towards him. "That settled it," he said then he holds your hand and pulls you.

  "What? Where are we going?" you asked all confused.

  "Where else. To your happy place. Mcdo." he declares while he shows you that smile of his.

  "Are you insane, I have class." you tried to pull your hand from his but he holds it tight.

  "Same here, it will be fine. One skip won’t hurt our grades," he said in an assuring tone.

  The both of you are now standing in front of the counter.

  "Good day Sir, what can I get for you today." the cashier greeted Taecyeon happily. You just rolled your eyes when you knew there's flirtation included on that.

  "Just two order of large fries, two chocolate hot fudge and one caramel." He knew what’s your favorite since it's the same as his.

  "Caramel? But you don't like it, so why order?" you asked him while the two of you are waiting on the side for your orders. "Haiiish," as you pinch him at his side.

  "Yah!" he protests.

  But you just glared at him when he plans to get back at you.

  "It's not for me Baks, it's for Charline ~"

  'Charline?! Who on earth is that? Even just by the  name itself you already hate her.'

  "Who?" you asked.

  "A special girl," he said while he carries the tray to a vacant table and you sit across him.

  "Sp-special?" now you're surprise and intrigue. Taec had few ex-es and every time he describes them to you, he never uses that word. Since you thought you are that one girl besides his mom and sis for him was SPECIAL.

  With that thought of despair, you didn't notice that Taec is watching you.

  "What? Are you jealous?" you know he was just teasing you. So you just stepped on his foot under the table.

  "You wish," you said as you dip your fries in the hot fudge and eat it. In that, you can't find any taste of sweet coming from the hot fudge but only all the salty-ness coming from the fries.

  Just thinking that Taecyeon might find his woman - that you hoped and prayed that might be you - the doomsday of your life indeed.

  "Oh, she's here," he said while looking pass behind you.

  You turned around to see this 'special girl'.

  'Shit! Talk about being special'. You swallow hard. You looked at the lady from head to toe as she walks towards your table. All you can think was the girls from the latest Victoria Secret FS. Charline is one hell of an angel for sure.

  As she finally reaches the table, Taecyeon stands to move the chair beside him for her to sit.

  Watching how gentle Taec towards her is killing you and now looking at them beside each other - Damn - you want to go home and cry a river.

  She smiled at you, and you smiled back at her - wishing that she doesn't notice that it was a force one.

  "Hi, Y/N right? Oppa told some interesting thing about you." you silently curse in your mind. Because her voice is full of aegyo - that really suites her that you have another reason to cry over.

  'Well, he hasn't mentioned you to me at all.' you thought.

  You tried to glare at Taecyeon but he focuses on the food in front of him. You can feel that the smile plastered on your lips is getting stiff with all this bad idea running in your mind.

  You lose big time, but then again, you lose in a fight that you knew was no chance of winning since you kept all the feelings inside you.

  "Is that so, well I hope it was all good things."

  "Oh, it is I assure you that," she said while she picked some fries and dip it on the caramel sundae.

  'I really hate caramel.'

  "Baks, I think I need to go. I need to catch my next class. It was nice meeting you Charline." you said as you grab your bag and stand.

  Taecyeon also stands.

  "I'll walk you," he said while wiping his fingers.

  "No need. Just stay here with Charline. She just got here and just finish eating."

  'Yes please, I beg you please come with me and just leave her be.'

  "Okay. Be careful on your way." he just said and sits beside her and continue eating.

  You just tilted your head to the side, you can't believe that he just let you be. That he doesn't even insist.

  The rest of the day went slow and draining. The moment you reached your house, you hit the showers as you let all the tears that you've been holding too long.

  You let yourself cried over Taecyeon, that one-sided-love you have for him. You never hated the idea of being just his bestfriend until today. Not until Charline is in front of you. And hell she was way far from you. You don't stand a chance even if you tried to fight for him.

  Fight for him? What for, you will just fight for a losing battle. You knew it from the start, you knew that this day will come. It's freaking hurts but you can't blame anyone but yourself for letting yourself fall in love with your bestfriend.

  The next morning, by using a concealer and wearing your reading glass, you tried your best to hide your fluffy eyes. The side effect of crying too much before sleeping.

  You knew it was useless, but still, you tried to avoid Taecyeon all day. And the day becomes week, two weeks and just a few more days and it's almost a month when you notice him standing outside of the classroom you're in.

  There's no way to avoid him, you tried to look down while walking passes him. But he's watching you even before and he will not let you pass that easily.

  He blocks your way that causes you to stop and look up to see his face. Anger is visible on his face and that made you swallow hard.

  "Are you avoiding me Baks? What's your problem?" you avoid his gaze as you tighten your grip on the folders you're holding.

  "I need to be somewhere Taec," he was surprised that you just ignore his questions, it was the first time. And by that, you walk past him without him stopping you.

  "Later, after your last class, I'll wait for you at Ayumi Park. Okay Y/N? I will introduce you to my girlfriend. Did you hear me Y/N?! If you are really the besfriend I knew then you will surely be there." He shouted from your back.

  You wanted to stop and face him, but you're afraid to lose yourself once you stayed too long around him.

  "You're really stupid Taec, but what good am I?" you whispered to yourself as you walk away.

  You're on your last subject. And 10 minutes more, the bell will ring indicating that the class has ended. But you wished to not hear the bell and just continue with the class. Because up to now, you are not sure if you should go to Taec just to meet his new girlfriend.

  5 minutes left..

  'Aish, what the hell ~' you thought as the sound of the bell surrounds your ear. You gather your things and walked outside walks towards Ayumi Park.

  You reached the park without problems. You check around and no sign of Taecyeon. You sigh.

  "Oh, you're here.." Taecyeon said coming from your behind.

  As you turn around to face him, you close your eyes to at least prepare yourself that Charline might be with her. But as you open your eyes, he was alone. And what's more troubled you was Taecyeon's wearing a suit with matching tie.

  From head to toe, he was all formal attire. 'Is he proposing to Charline here and decided to tag you along? He better not or I swear Imma kill someone.'

  "What's with that getup?" you tried to let out a laugh to just lighten up the atmosphere between the two of you. "And where is she, your girlfriend I mean. You see I just drop by since I need to be home early."

  He didn't say anything. He just looked at you. Then he starts walking closer to you. When he was a few steps away in front of you, he handed a box.

  You're not sure but you took it and dumbfoundedly looked at him when you saw what's inside the box.

  "What is this for?" You asked him while you took out from the box was a set of watercolors.

  "Don't you remember what I said to you before regarding those watercolors?" he said while a smile forms his lips.

  "Hah? I don't get it."

  "Well, that's your fault for ignoring what I said to you back then when you forgot your watercolor in our classroom."

  And with that, you remember what he was talking about.

  "Now I remember, but do you mind explaining further? And where is this girlfriend of yours that you want me to meet?"

  You got surprised when he suddenly walks closer and hold both arms. You tried to step back to put some distance between the two of you but he just walks closer again.

  "Do you really not remember what I said to you that day?" you shook your head. "That day, what I told you was; Before I met you, I was a blank canvas but meeting you, you are like these watercolors that colored my life every passing day."

  You're still confused with what he was saying but you can't help the tears escaping your eyes. And mentally cursing because you are hoping for him to love you but you knew that was impossible because you are there because he said he will introduce his girlfriend to you.

  "For Chrissake Taec, stop that and just introduce me your girlfriend already or I might lose it." You manage to shove his hands off your shoulder.

  "What are you saying Y/N? Do you still not get it? Since even from the very start, it was always been you and me."

  The last words he said struck you like lightning.

  "What do you mean?"

  "Don't you get it? What I'm trying to say is that I love you since I took that watercolors out from our classroom way back in our junior high." he walks even closer to you and cupped your face. "I just can't directly say it again to you because, maybe, just maybe you don't feel the same and I was afraid to lose the friendship we have."

  Now it all syncs to you. And what you did next made him scream like hell, because you just pinched him good at his side.

  "What's that for?" he asked.

  "Sorry, I just want to make sure that this wasn't a dream."

  He laughs and that made you smile and relief that this really happening. Then you lightly punch him in his chest.

  "You're crazy. You don't know how hard for me as well to hide my feelings for you, I was afraid as well. Giving the fact that you're popular ever since and I was 'just your bestfriend' a nerd one too. So you knew where I'm getting at right?" then you remembered about Charline. "Then what about Charline?"

  "What about her?" he asked you back.

  "She's your girlfriend, right?"

  He didn't answer you but he let out a really hard laugh as if he was teasing you. With that, you punch him again.

  "I'm sorry, but you said Charline is my girlfriend?" you nod. "What gives you that idea Y/N? Oh ~ that special girl?" again you nod. "Haha! Aigoo ~ she was special because she was the only girl cousin I have on both sides. She's just my cousin Y/N."

  Hearing that, you literally stoned at where you stand. Embarrassment took over your body. You knew that your face was all red but hell you care so you just closed your eyes hoping to just erase what you thought about Charline. 'I felt bad now, after cursing and thinking bad about her.'

  Taecyeon saw you and can't help but laugh as he prison you from his embrace. He planted small kissed on the top of your head as he tightens his arms around you. He was definitely happy that this day came. The day he can be more than just your bestfriend.

  "So, does this mean we're in a relationship?" you said all of a sudden, still can't believe what just happened.

  Taecyeon loosens his hug just enough to see your face.

  "I mean, I'm not just your bestfriend but your girlfriend as well - right?"

  "Aigoo ~ what gives you that idea Baks? Of course, you're still just my bestfriend." he said while a playful smile plastered on his face.

  "What?" you looked puzzled and worried.

  "That's because you haven't said the magic word just yet.." Taecyeon winked at you.

  "Magic word?"

  "Yup. That three words."

  Your lips formed an 'O' shape when you understand him.

  "So?" Taecyeon asked.

  "What?" you respond, pretending you still not get it.

  "What what?" he was laughing but worried.

  "You want me to say it?"

  "Well, kinda, if it's not that much of a trouble to you since I really put an effort for this day to just hear it from you," he said as he gesture to you what he was wearing.

  "Okay then," you said and he smiled, waiting.

  "I - thank you!" you said then it was your turn to laugh at him.

  "Yah!"

  "I will say it after you - catch me." then you run fast around the park.

  Taecyeon didn't take long to react and started chasing you.

  And that's the day you and Taecyeon were freed on the 'Just Your Bestfriend' label.

[blu-joons]

Crisis Talks ~ Ok Taecyeon

You didn’t react as your eyes looked up at the clock to see just how late it was when Taecyeon finally walked through the front door. Despite assuring you that he wouldn’t be home too late, that the two of you could sit down and eat your dinner together, you had been left alone again with not even a message to let you know what his plans were.

All along you had assured Taecyeon that you understood how busy he was, that things weren’t always easy for him. You tried to get it still, but the empty promises were slowly draining the energy out of you and the little fight that you had left for your relationship.

There was an uncomfortable silence between you both as soon as you found yourselves in the same room. Taecyeon only needed to look at your expression to know that he had let you down and disappointed you once again.

He didn’t blame you, he blamed himself. He was the one in the wrong. But it wasn’t all his fault though, he couldn’t help that work had overrun and he’d ended up having to refilm several takes of a scene that he was convinced would only take a matter of minutes.

“Have you eaten?” Taecyeon nervously asked you as he sat himself down.

The quietest of hums came from you in reply to him, keeping your eyes looking in any direction but the direction of Taecyeon.

“Is there anything left in the kitchen for me to have for dinner?” Taecyeon then asked you, scratching over the top of his head.

“There might be something in one of the cupboards if you look far enough.”

His head nodded as he heard the bitterness in your voice for the first time. Taecyeon expected it, but it still stung him hard. The two of you seemed to have an attitude every time you spoke to each other these days as you tried to figure out where either of you stood.

It took a moment for Taecyeon to speak up again, “I might just order myself some food in if that’s the case, is there anything you want to add to my order?”

“Nope,” you very quickly replied, trying but failing to bite your tongue. “I ate my dinner at the time that we arranged, I don’t think I need anything else to eat tonight.”

His head hung low as he listened to you speak, with Taecyeon poking his tongue against the inside of his mouth. He had no leg to stand on to be able to be as harsh back to you, knowing that everything you said was right, however much it hurt for him to admit it.

“I’m trying my best to make this up to you Y/N,” Taecyeon calmly ended up replying.

You would have appreciated the effort if it was the first time that Taecyeon had been home late and missed out on time with you, but it wasn’t. It felt like your life was on repeat time and time again, only this time he actually seemed willing to at least say sorry.

“Why does it feel like I’m just thrown to the side of the road like nothing these days?” You found yourself asking Taecyeon, clearing your mind of the thoughts that were starting to fog it. “You act in dramas, is this what the ideal romance is supposed to be like?”

Taecyeon’s head shook back at you, “a drama romance is just fictional Y/N, this is real life, that’s never perfect.”

“I know, I’m really beginning to see how unperfect it can be.”

Taecyeon wasn’t blind to the changes that were happening right in front of him, how everything seemed to be slipping away from you both. He was struggling too, trying to find the balance just seemed like the impossible to him.

“I mean, how long do we pretend that this is an alright way to live Taec?”

There was no answer to your question, Taecyeon had no idea himself. It wasn’t that he wanted to live as the two of you were, he just saw no way out of it.

“I get that we live busy lives Taecyeon, but we always used to make time for each other. Now, it feels like there’s no fight, it feels like we just accept that we’re not going to be able to spend time together and don’t try to change it,” you admitted, finally looking across at him.

He got it, with his head nodding in reply to you. Perhaps there were times when he could have stepped back and refused to do something or times when he could have arranged something for you both when he knew that he had time off.

“I don’t want to be here just because,” you then added as Taecyeon remained slightly stunned to silence, “I want to be here with you, not just sat here wondering when you’ll be home.”

“I want to be here with you too,” he whispered.

“Then why don’t you try from time to time?” You questioned, “why don’t you just stop giving up on me every single time? Just once Taecyeon, that’s all that I want.”

Once again he found himself nodding, there was nothing else that he could do when he acknowledged everything that you had to say. Work had taken too much of his time, forgetting that there were other things in his life that needed prioritising too.

“I’m going to take a look at my work schedule and figure out if there are any spots where amendments can be made,” he confidently assured you. “I don’t need to absorb myself in work constantly, I mean we’re ahead of schedule for this drama anyway.”

Your head nodded as you listened closely to what Taecyeon had to say, “if you’re ahead, then why are you staying so late? Why don’t you leave something for a more suitable time?”

“Because that would be too easy,” he lightly chuckled, “and I’m too stupid to think of that.”

“You’re not wrong there,” you slightly laughed too.

“I don’t want to make you feel as if being in a relationship with me is some sort of chore,” Taecyeon swiftly assured you. “I don’t want things to be like this between the two of us either, if it means having to change some things, I will, you’re the person that I want to make happiest the most.”

You believed in every word that Taecyeon had to say, unsure if whether it was just the actor in him that managed to make him sound convincing. But he meant every word as he spoke, determined to make things work with you.

“I don’t want us to be one of those couples that in a few months can barely bring themselves to say hello to one another Taec. We’re better than that, we’ve survived this long in amongst all the hecticness without any trouble, I don’t want this to be the start of our relationship going downhill now.”

“I agree with you,” he smiled across at you, moving a little closer towards you on the sofa too. “It’s all well and good me sitting here and telling you that I’ll do more for us, but I really do mean it too. I don’t want for the two of us to go downhill either, I just want for the two of us to keep going up and up and up.”

“Do you think we’ll be able to do that?” You honestly asked Taecyeon.

His head nodded straight away back across to you. “It might take a little bit of practice and a little bit of understanding, but you’re right, we’ve not got this far for no reason, I can’t see either of us giving up either now.”

“I don’t want to give up on you,” you told him, “but recently, the thought has crossed my mind once or twice.”

“I’ll make sure that I don’t give you a reason anymore to doubt us,” he promised you.

“I reckon you’ll do that too.”

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Masterlist

[saidrabbles]

second lead

pairing: ok taecyeon x reader

warnings: none

summary: taecyeon meets you on set for a drama that you're filming together, except he's the second lead. he starts falling for you and he never wanted to be the main lead as much as he did now.

upon reading the script and being pulled into the comedic rom-com character he's playing, taecyeon decided to accept the role. he was also excited to be working with a renowned actor and actress, thus he didn't really mind playing the end part of the love triangle, being a person who likes testing his abilities as an actor. but that was before he met you. he's seen you on tv before, and noticed how attractive you are, but god you were breathtaking in person.

he fell for you at first sight, but the more time he spent with you on set, the more he started to adore you for your caring and warm personality. you were considerate of your co-stars and the staff, and always lightened up the mood with your witty jokes and your soft smile. the more the drama progressed, the more he envied the main lead, observing the closeness you had to display with him.

you were very much attracted to taecyeon. although you were not the type to fall in love at first sight, but you felt something when you first saw him. the more you got to know him, the more you found him captivating. the way his lips curl when he smiles, how his eyes sparkle when talking about things he's interested in, and his tsundere-like personality became endearing to you. the way your character had to ignore every hint that taecyeon's character was giving you made your heart sink.

"how can you be so oblivious ! is jae hui the only person you think about?? what about me? do you ever think of me when you go about your day? do you know how frustrating it is to see you with him!" taecyeon's character was confessing to your character after a prolonged attempt to contain his feelings inside of him. the frustration in his voice, the way his eyes were teary...it was...too realistic? "i...i like you, seol-ah...no, im already falling in love with you. you shook your head in attempt to shake thought away. because there is no way he could be interested in you...right? his acting is on point. yeah, that's the only sensible explanation, you told yourself. your character had to reject him now...but you found it so hard to do. looking down at your feet, you collected your thoughts and took out yourself from this situation, and put in seol-ah, your character, inside of you instead. "yohan...i don't know what to say...im-" that's when you felt a pair of lips cover yours.

he kissed you. he kissed you passionately, with yearning, while you stood there, shocked. it felt too real. the strong urge that almost had you kiss back, but you held in because it is not the same for your character. you pushed him away, tears forming in your eyes. "im sorry, yohan. i really can't return your feelings...i love you, i really do but-" "you still see me as a friend, right?" he smiles weakly. "yeah..." you looked down. he takes one last look at you before saying goodbye and leaving.

"and..CUT!" you stood still. "you did amazing, both of you. i almost felt like you two were breaking up in real life." the director laughed. you two glanced at each other, only for you to look the other way when your eyes meet. your stylist calls you for a touch-up, so you got to your dressing room, leaving taecyeon standing there, looking at your silhouette go into the tiny room. after she was done, you stayed in your room for a while, trying to process what had happened. he kissed me you thought to yourself.

a knock on your door is what got you out of your daydream. it was taecyeon. "hi?" you gave him a sheepish smile. you opened the door wider for him to enter and he looked nervous...? "is everything okay?" you asked. "yeah it's just...i wanted to tell you how i feel as taecyeon, not yohan." you stood infront of him, signaling for him to continue. "i like you. i fell for you the moment i saw you, but my love for you keeps growing the more time we spend together. i wanted to know if you hopefully feel the same way" it was all happening too fast, you got dizzy. is he confessing to you for real this time??? "uh...i-uhm..." taecyeon seemed to be disappointed, embarrassed even. "im sorry, i didn't mean to overwhelm you like this, it's okay, i understand." he quickly shuffled reaching for the door handle. you grabbed his arm in attempt to stop him. "ah no! that's not it. i really like you as well, im just...shocked that this is actually happening, and that you actually like me too." his eyes lit up "i do, i really do, it was almost driving me insane."

he took a hold of you hands, tiny in comparison to his, and asks again; "will you be my girlfriend?" you looked at him, smiling. you breathed a yes, before standing on your tiptoes and kissing him. he put a hand on your cheek and the other on the small of your back, deepening your kiss. you both eventually smiled into the kiss, separating for air. he held you close to him, resting his head on your shoulder, hugging you tightly. "i've been wanting to kiss you back ever since we filmed the scene a while ago, you don't know how much i've held back." you could feel him smiling. "ahh is that so??" you could feel the teasing tone he was talking in, and your face flushed a crimson shade of red. he took one look at you and had a laughing fit. when he finally calmed down he said "your lips were softer than i ever imagined...you're an amazing kisser" this time, you covered your face with your hands, while he was cutely giggling.

"ahh what am I going to do with you" he stroked your face gently, looking straight into your hazel eyes. "what are you actually going to do, i still have two more kiss scenes with the main lead" you teased back. he froze. it was your turn to laugh. then a pair of soft pouty lips showered your face with kisses. that is until he reached your lips. "then I'll have to kiss you harder and longer than he does..." he said between the kiss. you felt the butterflies go feral, and your heart swelled. you were happy. after another long session of making out, he rested his forehead on yours, smiling while gasping for air. it was before the director came banging on your door "hey!!! y/n!! you still have scenes to shoot, don't doze off yet!!" you both smiled at each other, as you gave him a kiss on his cheek and left for the shooting.

a/n: a short one-shot to get me back from my writers block, hope you like it! (sorry for any grammar mistakes; english is not my first language)

[rose-likesto-write]

Meant To Be...

Pairing:- Taecyeon x fem reader

Genre:- Fluff, humour, angst ( if you feel so)

Warning:- Nothing I could think of

Rating:- T

Tagged:- @atiny-exol @chicken-fifi

Summary:- He never thought that he found his mate after long years of search and in this way? The man who never felt the feels of jealousy, being grumpy like an old man is really now acting just like a 5 year old boy for this girl whom he feels is his mate and wants to claim her as his but the problem you ask? It's her little golden retriever puppy of whom he is jealous and thinks as an obstacle.

[shitthe2pmsay]

At 2PM Wild Beat, waiting at the airport for other members to come.

Wooyoung : *talking to PD of wild beat* Minjun Hyung comes here right after finishing his solo concert in Japan. So his condition might not be good so...

Taec & Khun : *nods and agrees* *thinking wooyoung cares about Jun K*

Wooyoung : So can you please blur his face?

Taec : *loosing it while laughing*

Khun: *I can't believe you said that*

PD : *actually blurred Jun K's face*

[starstruckbigsis]

How High? - Ok Taecyeon

Title: How High

Characters: Taecyeon x Reader

Summary: a date at the amusement park. 

Requested by @el-lorelei ! Have fun reading!

You were afraid of heights, after that one accident where you fell from a high height which resulted with broken bones. So why were you in line for the rollercoaster at the amusement park?

Simple…your boyfriend Taecyeon wanted to ride it. You’ve honestly been wanting to tell him about your fear of heights, but every time you brought up the topic of the amusement park, he sounded super excited, you felt bad for ruining it for him (plus he may just cancel the whole amusement park date and you didn’t want to disappoint him like that!).

With every passing minute and every shuffle forward of the line, your heart rate rose higher, and you started to lose colour in your face. Taecyeon on the other hand was almost bouncing on the spot. Ever since his discharge last year, his schedule has been packed with filming and music recordings that he hasn’t had a full day to himself in awhile, only hours in between where he would squeeze food dates with his friends. Which led up to you both organising a full day where he got to enjoy himself.

The rollercoaster –while you were distracting your mind- had come to a stop, signalling your turn to get on and straightaway, your hands trembled. Taecyeon turned to grab a hold of your hand and noticed how bad they were shaking.

“Are you ok? Your hands are shaking,” he asked in concern, his eyebrows in a furrow.

“I-I’m fine…” you lied with a fake smile.

“Why are you lying hmm…?” he questioned as he gently pushed you aside to let the other people pass to get on the ride. “…we don’t have to ride this if you don’t want to, we can ride something else,”

“No…it’s ok, really… I think I didn’t eat enough for breakfast is all…” you lied further.

“Are you sure?? I can always ride this another time…” he pleaded, his one hand busy tucking a stray hair back in, then lightly massaging your neck to help calm you. You sighed and laid your head on his chest, arms hugging him tightly.

“I’m sorry…” you mumbled into his shirt as Taecyeon rubbed your back and gave your temple a quick kiss.

“Shh…it’s ok…why don’t we get you some water huh?” he waited a little longer just holding you, rubbing your back and playing with your hair. Some minutes later, you pulled away, and looked at him with tear filled eyes.

“Oh angel…” he cooed before he kissed your forehead and led you away to a nearby café.

The waiter placed your drinks on the table with the side of fries, and Taecyeon was quick to let you have a sip. He squeezed your shoulder and fed you a fry with a warm smile.

“So…do you want to talk about it? It’s ok if you don’t…I’m just worried is all…” he said as he turned to face you and hold your hand. You stayed silent, staring at your intertwined hands, as you wondered if this was the right time. With a deep breath, you decided to tell him the truth…

“I’m scared of heights, have been since I was younger. I slipped and fell from quite high and broke some bones, it gave me nightmares and I’ve avoided high places since…” you explained, your hands trembling at the memory.

“Why didn’t you tell me this before…?” he started to play with your hair more. “We could’ve gone elsewhere…”

“This is why I didn’t tell you…” you urged. “…you looked so excited when you suggested that we come here and so excited every time you talked about the rides, I didn’t want to let you down. You deserve this day…” your voice lowers to an almost whisper and your eyes are once again filled with tears. Taecyeon smiled and booped your nose.

“My angel is so sweet…how did I get lucky with you? Listen to me ok…yes I was excited to come here, yes I was excited to go on all the rides, but none of that excitement matters if the person I’m with is not having a good time. I would’ve also been happy if you wanted to stay home and just chill… it honestly wouldn’t matter what we did, as long as we’re together,” he told you in such a sweet voice, that you couldn’t help but smile at him.

“How about…we go on the floor rides and buy you lots of candy floss, then we go home and build a fort and watch a movie…?” Taecyeon suggested which made you giggle and nod your head.

“Ok,”

“Ok,”

[umtastywonwoo]

Ok Taecyeon has the biggest werewolf energy i need a fanfic so bad

[love-kazin]

Writings - 2PM

- Kim Minjun/Jun. K -

Fondue

- Nichkhun Horvejkul - 

     none yet

- Ok Taecyeon - 

     none yet

- Jang Wooyoung - 

Mixed Feelings (with Junho)

- Lee Junho - 

Wax Painting

First Time

Back in Town

Mixed Feelings (with Wooyoung)

- Hwang Chansung - 

      none yet

[dwaekkithecheesecakesmh]

2PM TEXTS ONE-SHOTS

Boyfriend! 2PM accidentally exposing your relationship or Y/N accidentally exposing your relationship

Chaotic Hyung Line, Savage Maknae Line

Jun K.

Nichkhun

Taecyeon

[2pmimagine]

Locked Out

Things take a turn when you receive an unexpected phone call in the middle of your shower 

1,212 words

fluff with a touch of comedy

“Hello hello, how can I help you?” You spoke while putting him on speaker as to not soak your phone with your hair.

“I’m in deep shit, (Y/N).” He answered, his voice echoing slightly throughout the room with a hint of guilt similar to yours but for entirely different reasons.

“Oh no, I don’t wanna be an accomplice to whatever crime you’ve committed; my future is too bright to go to prison.”

“I agree with that one hundred percent but I haven’t committed any crime. I just really need your help right this second and if you say no I’m gonna freeze to death right in front of your door.”

‘In front of my door’? Your eyes widened in panic as you tried to make sense of what he was gong on about.

“What do you mean? You’re outside my apartment?” You questioned cautiously.

“Yeah…,” he hesitated slightly before giving you the explanation you needed.“Long story short, I locked myself out of my place so I’m seeking refuge here at your place.” His words were hurried as if he was embarrassed and you couldn’t find it in you to hide the wave of laughter that flowed out of you. He let you have your laugh all while muttering ‘yeah yeah, go head and laugh while I turn into a popsicle out here’. You tried to control yourself long enough to tell him you were in the middle of showering and he would have to wait another ten minutes or so for you to come to his rescue.

“Aw come on, (Y/N), please. It’s literally seven degrees out here and I can’t feel my body anymore. Please please please please please, just open the door really quickly and then finish your shower.”

You let out another giggle hearing his adorable desperation and decided to have mercy on him. “Okay, fine. I’ll go unlock the door but you have to wait a few seconds for me to get back to the bathroom before you open it okay?”

“Okay, yes, okay no problem.” You were pretty sure he’d agree to anything at this point just to get out of the cold but took your towel and wrapped it around your chest anyway and went to the front door.

“Taec?” You called as you pressed your ear against the cold door.

“I’m here, (Y/N). Please let me in before you have to defrost me.”

You rolled your eyes though he couldn’t see you and unhooked the sliding chain lock before turning the second lock. Before you could even turn around to head back to the bathroom you saw the golden knob of your door rotate and the door itself open. You weren’t sure if you should slam the door shut or hold on to your towel for dear life so you foolishly, and almost subconsciously, attempted to do both. In your hasty attempt you used both hands to close the door but the residual moisture on your hands from your interrupted shower combined with Taecyeon’s eagerness to escape the bone-rattling cold caused you to slip along with your towel that floated off of you.

“Close your eyes, now!” You shrieked in fear that he’d already seen you. You felt him cease all movement and brought your eyes to where he stood in the doorway with his own eyes wrinkled at the corners from how tightly shut they were. You also noticed the layer of snow that was matted to his coat and the red hue of his hands which sparked a twinge of pity in you.

“I would end you right now if it weren’t for my kind heart and utter embarrassment.” Your words were stiff with control.

“(Y/N) I’m so sorry I just completely forgot to wait once I heard the door unlock and I-”

“No no,” you interrupted his apology “shh. I’m gonna go back to the bathroom and finish my shower so if you could step forward, with your eyes closed, and shut the door I’d appreciate it.” He bit his lip anxiously and did as he was told, squeezing his eyes closed even tighter than they were before.

With your last shred of dignity, you wrapped your towel around you once more, carefully walked past Taec and straight to the bathroom. Once you were inside you called out to him with the door ajar.

“You can open your eyes now! Try not to cause any more trouble while I’m in here.” You added jokingly, already putting the whole embarrassing ordeal behind you.

“I won’t,” he chuckled, sounding apologetic. “I’ll have some hot chocolate waiting for you when you’re done to make it up to you!”

A small smile played at your lips before you spoke. “Sounds good, I won’t be long.”

And with that you hung the towel back up before jumping back in the still running shower, biting back a scream as the now ice cold water hit your body. You rinsed yourself off in two seconds and quickly jumped out, wanting nothing more than to get dressed and chug down Taecyeon’s promised hot chocolate.

[blu-joons]

Lazy Baby Days ~ Ok Taecyeon

A sigh came from you as soon as you collapsed down on the sofa, you had only just woken up, but you were already exhausted. The days seemed to roll into one as you enjoyed the first week of having your daughter with you, you were tired, stressed, but it was all worth it as you looked at the little one laying on the mat in the middle of the room.

It didn’t take long before you both were joined in the room as Taecyeon walked through from the kitchen with a smile on his face. He was a little surprised to see you, with no plans for once for the day, he was expecting you to stay in bed for as long as possible.

Your baby brain kicked in though as soon as you stirred, getting you up and leaving you wondering around the house to find where the two of them were. You already had plenty of instincts, despite how much you wanted to just stay in bed, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it, knowing that you’d be needed elsewhere.

“We finally have a day of nothing,” Taecyeon cheered as he flopped down beside you, “no one coming round to visit, disturbing us, it’s just the three of us for a change,” he smiled, placing his hand down to rest against the top of your leg.

“I can’t wait for some peace and quiet,” you hummed, “it’s been nice having visitors, but it’s so chaotic hosting so many people.”

His head nodded in agreement with you, having played host to your families, friends, and the boys too, it was nice to take a day for yourselves again.

Your head leant down to rest against Taecyeon’s shoulder, “can we just not move from this spot?”

“Honestly, that sounds like a good idea to me,” he replied as he wrapped his arm around your waist, “I know I’ve been with you all week, but I’ve missed having to share you so much.”

It didn’t take long before your attention was drawn to the little girl laying on the mat as a quiet squeak came from her. “It looks like someone else missed being with you too,” you joked, pointing Taecyeon in the direction of your daughter.

“We can cuddle her all day, and not have to give her to anyone else.”

“I quite like not having to share her for the day.”

A hum of acknowledgment came from Taecyeon, “we can just do as little as possible, it’s about time we gave ourselves some time to let it sink in that we’re parents.”

“It still feels like a bit of a dream, doesn’t it?” You asked as he nodded, “we’ve been on the go all week arranging visits and trips out to see different people, we’ve not stopped.”

“Today we can stop, it’s important that the two of us get the chance to breathe again too.”

You couldn’t remember the last time your house was as quiet as it was right then, people had been in and out all week ever since you got home. You loved seeing so many people excited to meet your daughter, and you loved introducing her too, but the crowds of people and the conversations had taken their toll on you.

Taecyeon was worried about you too, wanting to make sure that you had enough time to recover. Despite you reassuring him, he could tell several times as you met everyone through the week that there were moments when you were suffering.

“I feel like I’m on such a high right now,” you suddenly told him as the two of you fell silent, “I know that I should want to sleep right now, but instead I just want to keep looking at Y/D/N and admiring her. I just keep asking myself how the two of us managed to make a baby that’s so flipping adorable and cute.”

“I ask myself the same thing too,” Taecyeon assured you, “but then I look at you and remember why my daughter has such good genes, she takes after you, of course.”

Your eyes rolled as a kiss was pressed to the top of your head, followed by a chuckle from Taecyeon. He couldn’t help but find the right things to say around you, having taken the best care of you ever since the three of you left the hospital and came home.

“Do you need anything?” He asked as his eyes turned down to look at you, “are you comfortable enough sitting here? I can go and get you a cushion or something if you want one.”

“I’m alright,” you smiled in reply to him, “laying against you is much more comfortable than laying on a cushion, as long as you’re alright here too.”

“Of course, I’m with my two favourite girls.”

“I think one of your favourite girls might need feeding soon,” you told him.

Taecyeon nodded as he smiled down at your daughter, admiring the innocence in her eyes as she stared around the room. “I wonder if she’s had any clue about what’s gone on this week, whether she recognised anyone’s faces or voices.”

“She seemed pretty excited when she met your mum,” you reminded him with a laugh, “but she did speak to my bump constantly when I was pregnant.”

“She kept saying the baby would know her voice, I reckon she was right too.”

The excitement of everyone around you was what made your pregnancy so special for the both of you. Although you were in your own bubble of excitement, you shared that bubble with so many other people too who couldn’t wait to see the two of you become parents.

“Do you want me to help if you’re going to feed her?” Taecyeon asked you, noticing you beginning to get things sorted, “is there really anything that I can do?”

Your head nodded in response, “you can keep the two of us company?” You offered, struggling to know what else Taecyeon could do to help you out whilst you fed.

“I’ll change her after too, I’ll save you the trouble of going near her nappy.”

You nodded once again at his offer, more than happy to leave the changing down to Taecyeon. It was the one thing that you were still struggling with, not sure quite how your daughter managed to make such a mess when she had such an innocent smile on her face.

You loved to joke how she took after Taecyeon, a joke that his mother very quickly agreed with too when you told her about it. She couldn’t help but embarrass Taecyeon in front of everyone else who was visiting your daughter on that day.

“Come on, you,” he grinned, unwrapping his arm from around you and moving down onto the floor to lift your daughter up off of her mat.

Your eyes watched Taecyeon straight away, letting go of a laugh as he lifted her high up into the air before bringing her back down to press against her tummy. Her little squirms as Taecyeon did so were like music to his ears, a sound that he knew that he was never going to get used to, no matter how often she laughed.

He could feel your eyes watching as he spun around to face you, handing your daughter across to you gently so that you could feed her before carrying on with the rest of your day.

“I can’t wait to do nothing with you two today,” Taecyeon told you as he passed her.

“Our very first lazy baby day.”

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Masterlist

[daebakinc]

Defy Inertia - Pt 1

Pairing: Taecyeon x Reader Genre: Lawyer AU, romance, angst Summary: Your life is a story of settling for being alone, for being content rather than happy. Reuniting with Taecyeon, a high school acquaintance, makes you question if you want to continue that way. Word Count: 3.5K

Inertia: a tendency to do nothing or remain unchanged

There is nothing quite like a high school gymnasium. The scents of sweat, rubber, and floor-wax secrete from the cinderblock walls and wooden bleachers no matter how frequently, or rather infrequently, the floor is washed. Banners splay across the walls above a trite mascot to proclaim past glories of athletic prowess. Soaring metal ceilings with exposed beams stretch as a challenge to see who can kick any ball available and get it stuck in the rafters. <br />

For some students, stepping onto that overly shiny, squeaking wood floor is the best part of the day. Here, their grades improve the more they move. They’re actually encouraged to shout, to throw and kick and run with semi-organized abandon.<br />

Then there are the other kids. Gym is their hour of hell, where their nightmares of being publicly humiliated through no one’s fault but their own genetics are realized.<br />

You fall into this second category.<br />

That’s why you sit on the pulled-out bleachers with elbows on knees and chin on hands, observing your classmates scampering around and throwing balls in every direction with the energy that only comes with a rapidly impending summer. The gym teacher leans against one wall. A cluster of boys surround him as he listens to a game of some kind on his hand-held radio. He doesn’t really care what anyone’s doing at this point in the year. The only time he looks up and yells when a ball smacks the wall too close to his head.<br />

Some of the other girls in the class sit across from you, chittering and giggling like birds. You don’t try to join them. In high school, some cliques are as strict as the medieval social class system. <br />

Not that you mind too horribly, you remind yourself with a shrug. Being popular is overrated in your humble opinion. It seems exhausting to have hundreds of “friends.” Only having a handful is fine for you. Not to mention you know the kinds of conversations popular girls have thanks to your seat in the back in math and aptitude for being invisible. You don’t really care who’s dating who or which student throws the parties with plentiful weed. <br />

You would much rather be buried in the book waiting for you in the locker room. Maybe you could sneak back and grab it without the teacher noticing. The princess had just escaped to the dragon’s cave and was proposing to be its maid…<br />

“Hey.”<br />

For all its affability, the unexpected voice rudely jolts you from your thoughts. You immediately glance around, assuming whoever addressed you only did so to get a ball back. But there’s nothing.<br />

The seat beneath you jostles on achy old joints as someone sits beside you. It’s hard to hide your confusion when you see it’s Taecyeon.<br />

He’s not the quarterback or star forward, but his looks, athleticism, and easy friendless place him several social circles above you. He sits behind you in English, but aside from a few ‘thank you’s’ for passed papers, you’ve never really talked. Taecyeon is the kind of guy you half-heartedly crush on if you think about it. Tall with thick black hair that never behaves and thin, gold-framed glasses, he has all the personal qualities you want too, but you’d laugh in the face of anyone who told you that you stood a chance with him. Not even Cinderella’s fairy godmother could pull that kind of magic.<br />

“Hi,” you reply, trying to buy yourself time to figure out what he wants. Certainly not for you to do his homework. His grades are equal to yours from what you’ve seen.<br />

When he just smiles at you and turns his gaze back out over the gym, it unsettles you more. You look around for an answer but only find another layer of confusion added to the puzzle. Taecyeon’s usual group of friends are playing a bizarre kind of tag with pool noodles they unearthed from somewhere in the equipment closet. Admittedly, you sometimes catch glimpses of him alone in the library, but otherwise he always has a few friends attached to him. He’s just that kind of person people want to be around. You secretly envy him for that.<br />

Taecyeon glances over at you. His tone is casual as he asks, “What’re you doing over here by yourself?”<br />

Your response is knee-jerk. “Jess isn’t here.”<br />

“She’s your best friend, right?”<br />

You nod, unsure how he even knows that. Jessi is so loud and gregarious it’s probably a wonder if anyone doesn’t know her, but you’re not Jessi. You’re her quiet shadow, happy to soak in her happiness and brightness.<br />

“Why not sit with someone else?”<br />

“Cause they’re not my friends. I mean, I don’t hate anyone in this class.” You let your eyes wander around the gym. “I’m on speaking terms with a few, but I wouldn’t call them friends. It’d be awkward to randomly try to integrate myself into their friendships. I’d rather be alone.”<br />

Taecyeon’s lips purse slightly, like he’s actually thinking over your answer. You wonder why he cares, or if he even really does. Maybe he’s talking to you as a dare. It wouldn’t be the first time. The thought causes only a twinge of hurt, the knife too dull from use to truly inflict damage.<br />

Slowly, Taecyeon twists his body to face you and catches your eyes with his. “Don’t you get lonely?”<br />

No one’s ever asked you this kind of question. It takes you awhile to form some kind of answer. Telling Taecyeon a lie doesn’t seem right.<br />

“I’m used to it.” You shrug and glance away.<br />

You’ve been telling yourself this for so long that it’s the only truth you know. You are used to it. Used to sitting alone, standing alone, with only your own thoughts for company. Used to that familiar little ache occasionally worming its way into your heart as you watch your peers laugh and chatter in well-established groups. Used to beating that need for belonging back because your only other choice is to cry in the bathroom until Jessi finds you.<br />

When he doesn’t say anything else, you risk a look back.<br />

He stares at you, unmoving. Your fingers bunch around the hem of your gym shorts, but you can’t look away. There’s something in his eyes. Not the pity you occasionally catch in the people who sometimes treat you like a social charity case. If you were to go the easy route, you would call the emotion melancholy, but that would do it an injustice. No, it’s something deeper and something that completely eludes you.<br />

Taecyeon suddenly pushes himself off the bleacher. He looks down at you and gives you a small smile. It’s not his usual charisma-filled grin, but a softer, sadder cousin of it. Quietly, so the words are for your ears alone, he says, “You shouldn’t have to be.”<br />

Before you can respond, he walks away without another word or look back. He jumps off the last few steps and is immediately enveloped by his group of friends, leaving you speechless and more baffled than ever.<br />

Light taps beat in your heart as something flutters there, but you squelch it down before it can draw its real first real breath. You are safer that way. <br />

There are things you want in this world, many wonderful, amazing things. So many. But just as many are never meant for you to hold. They are stars, shining distantly like a hopeful child’s innocent wish. You accepted you wouldn’t be the world’s youngest astronaut to enter a new star’s solar system a long time ago when you found out those stars are light years away from Earth. Just like those stars, some dreams are meant for looking at and never achieving.

When a clerk summons you to the head office, your palms immediately start sweating. As you sit in the overstuffed ruby-red leather seats with their cool brass studs pressing against your back, you discretely rub your palms on your modest skirt. Although you’ve been working at the firm for over two years, and interned here a year before that, you’ve only met Mr. Mason once.<br />

A man as broad as he is tall, his soft voice conflicts with his hardened face. When paired with a dogged intellect, these features have served him well enough to help him build a distinguished and successful firm of his own. You are just one of his many employees, one of the four law librarians. Until today, you weren’t even sure he knew your name. Now, even though you can’t think of a single infraction, you really wished he didn’t.<br />

The secretary across from you clears her throat. “Mr. Mason will see you now.” She gives you a small smile, but you know the one you send her back is still weak with nerves.<br />

Mr. Mason glances up from a document as you slip through the door. “Ah, good morning. Please, take a seat. I’ll be with you in just a moment.”<br />

“Thank you,” you reply quietly, doing as he says. You’re grateful his desk is high enough to hide your fidgeting hands. The smell of the old books that line two of the walls and beeswax that clings to the shelves is somewhat soothing, but not enough to completely banish your fears of being fired. You wish you were back in your comfortable, quiet library.<br />

A few more scratches of his pen against the paper and Mr. Mason sets it aside, folding his large hands. He gives you a fatherly smile. “Please, don’t be worried. You aren’t in trouble, Ms. ______. Quite the opposite actually.”<br />

With more than a bit of relief, you let your failure of a poker face fall completely. Hands stilling, you ask, “The opposite, sir?”<br />

“Yes, the opposite. Your superior and the lawyers you’ve worked with have all complimented your meticulousness and insight. I know Mrs. Jenkins is contemplating retiring in a few years and she has indicated she will put forth your name as her recommended successor.”<br />

You feel your cheeks heat, not only with pride but also at thought of being in charge of such a library. Wrangling your emotions, you offer a polite, “Thank you.”<br />

“Because of this, I would like you to do me a favor, if I may ask it of you.”<br />

“Of course, sir.”<br />

Mr. Mason smiles at your enthusiastic response. “Have you heard of the firm Perry and Hwang, I presume?”<br />

“Yes. It’s a small firm with an impeccable reputation that primarily practices employment and labor law, though it also handles some civil and housing cases. Its pro-bono program is very well known. It recently won a high-profile case concerning a university that refused to renew a professor’s contract when she came out as gay. I try to keep up with major legal cases in the city regardless of specialty. I like to broaden my knowledge base,” you explain when your employer gives you a questioning look.<br />

“Very ambitious of you. Why I ask is that Mr. Hwang is an old friend of mine and his librarian is about to go on family leave. Mr. Hwang mentioned to me that he’s been unable to find an acceptable, temporary replacement. If you are agreeable, you would spend six weeks at the firm and return to your normal duties here afterwards. Your pay will remain the same, as will the hours expected of you. Is this agreeable to you?”<br />

The thought of going somewhere new settles uneasily in your stomach, but you push it down, ignore it. One of your New Year’s resolutions is to put yourself out of your comfort zone to interact with people you don’t know. This is a perfect opportunity. Kudo points from the boss aren’t a bad motivation either.<br />

“Yes, sir. It is. When do I start?”</p>

<p> Settling in to your new worksite for the next six weeks is much easier than you feared. Mr. Hwang’s son, Chansung, shows you around the small, two-story brick building in less than ten minutes. The halls are oak paneled and navy carpeted, with each person in their own individual rooms so the only sounds inside are the distant tap of keyboards, the occasional phone ring, and the muffled murmurs of consultations. You meet most of the staff except for the junior lawyer in charge of the pro-bono program, who’s in court. <br />

When Chansung closes the door behind him after bringing you to the library, you wait until you hear the floor stop squeaking beneath his shoes. The instant you’re sure he’s out of hearing, you drop your purse and run to throw yourself onto the well-stuffed cushioned window seat. <br />

Cradled by bookcases and warmed by the sun streaming through old, thick glass, you sigh happily. “I could get used to this,” you murmur happily, breathing in the familiar smell of printed ink, old paper, and coffee.<br />

The floor-length bookcases that line the walls are old, cedar darkened with age. A forest green rug covers most of the equally aged wood floor, some spaces paler from wear of pacing shoes. Gold on the spines of multicolored books sparkles where the sun from the single window hits them. <br />

You allow yourself only a moment more before you follow your nose to the coffee machine and electric kettle. To your delight, the librarian you’re covering for left you a full bag of gourmet ground coffee as well as a pretty tin of assorted teas that smell heavenly. It all sits on top of a tiny refrigerator with half and half and other creamers.<br />

The desk is glass and metal, modern amongst the traditional. A quick glance through the desktop shows the software is up to date and top quality. Beside the keyboard is a stack of folders detailing cases the librarian hadn’t managed to finish before his leave.<br />

“Excellent.” No need to wait around for work. Armed with your own tumbler of tea, you riffle through the files for one that strikes your fancy and dive in.<br />

The cases prove fascinating as you delve further and further into the research. All the statutes and precedents and contracts and court proceedings to sift through and evaluate has you happier than a cat in a sunroom. The clock’s hands become inconsequential until your stomach complains. There’s a breakroom on the first floor, but you’re reluctant to leave when you’re making so much progress. Once you’re in a rhythm, you like maintaining it.<br />

“Chansung didn’t say I couldn’t eat here,” you murmur.<br />

You carefully clear a spot among the papers and notes. Unzipping your lunchbox by your feet, you choose a small container of strawberries. You hum happily as soon at the sugary fruit hits your tongue. A quick wipe of your fingers with a paper towel and they’re back at the keyboard.<br />

You’ve just popped the last strawberry in your mouth and are reaching for your wrap when the library door opens.<br />

A tall man with his head of black hair bent over two packets of paper steps into the room. The sleeves of sky blue button-down shirt are rolled up to his elbows to expose forearms more suitable on a gym rat than a paper-pusher. The strain of the fabric over his broad shoulders also silently speaks of a more powerful frame than the average lawyer. A tie hangs tiredly from his neck, loosened to a casual length.<br />

“Jay, quick question. Did you have a chance to find those architectural plans I asked you about last week? If you can’t, I have contact at city hall who may be able to find them.”<br />

Something sounds irritatingly familiar about his voice. When he lifts his head and looks at you, his glasses with thick black frames perched on the end of his nose, you almost choke on what’s left of the strawberry.<br />

His voice is deeper. He grew into his height. His facial features are more defined and matured. Yet in spite of all that, he’s somehow still the same. And somehow, he causes a little skip in your heartbeat.<br />

Taecyeon.<br />

Like most people, you’d lost track of the majority of your high school classmates. Most because of indifference, some because of simply growing apart. You were never close with Taecyeon, so you didn’t have a reason to follow how his life after high school went. But sometimes that short conversation in the gym crawled into your thoughts.<br />

When you sat in the window of a house whose owner you didn’t know, surrounded by a raging party but kept company only by the cheap drink in your hand. When you watched housemates giggle out the door with their arm snugly tucked in their dates’ from the safety of your own room. When you chose a solitary carrell in the stacks to forego the study group table.<br />

That’s when you’d wonder about Taecyeon. Where he was. What he was doing with life. If he was happy. Useless questions that went unanswered. Now, all those questions are bursting at the tip of your tongue, but your lips stay glued shut. You can’t embarrass yourself with such a display when he won’t recognize you at all. Resignation is already settling itself in your mind.<br />

“Oh, I’m sorry, you’re not Jay.” Clearing his throat, Taecyeon recovers quickly from his mistake. He straightens his shoulders and gives you an apologetic smile. “You’re from Mr.Ma-…”<br />

Instead of continuing, Taecyeon steps closer to your desk, frowning and adjusting his glasses. The way his eyes stare so intensely make you want to squirm, but you can’t look away.<br />

“Wait. ______?”<br />

An invisible hand clutches your breath in your chest. You aren’t prepared for him to remember you. Hell, you weren’t prepared to even see him.<br />

“_______, it is you, isn’t it?” Taceyeon drops his papers on the chair opposite your desk. His smile becomes the natural, excited smile of a little boy as he rounds the desk. “Don’t you recognize me?”<br />

How could you not. With a shy smile because what else can you do, you quietly reply, “It’s good to see you, Taecyeon.”<br />

His arms twitch upward as if to pull you in for a hug, but he catches himself. Instead, Taecyeon reaches for the spare chair and wheels it close. You stay still, too shocked at his animated greeting. An outsider would have thought you were very, very good friends instead of mere acquaintances in school. <br />

“Wow,” he breathes as he sits, knees almost touching yours. His eyes still roam every centimeter of your face. “Who would’ve thought… I can’t believe you’re here. I didn’t know the name of the librarian helping us out, otherwise I might’ve been prepared. It’s been forever. How long’s it been?”<br />

“High school graduation, so more years than I’d like to admit to.”<br />

Taecyeon laughs, a loud sound that matches him perfectly. It eases your nerves, so your smile relaxes enough to not feel unnatural on your face. You aren’t displeased to see him. Not at all. But to say you’re thrown by his obvious pleasure at seeing you is an understatement. You like time to study people, situations. Taecyeon is denying you that time.<br />

“Yeah, it’s kind of scary, isn’t it? Seems like it was last year,” he says. He chuckles again and glances around the room. “Some things haven’t changed though. You’re still surrounding yourself with books. You probably still have one or two on you too.”<br />

“Guilty as charged,” you readily admit with a shrug.<br />

“I shouldn’t have expected anything less.” He flicks his wrist to peek at his watch. “Ah, I have a client meeting in five minutes. We should catch up some time soon though.”<br />

You give him another smile to hide how hard your heart is still beating. Hope that his words aren’t empty make it pound harder than it should. “Sure.”<br />

Taecyeon waves as he scoops up his papers and walks back out the door. He suddenly spins on his heel to look back at you. “Take a real break. With your working hours, you are legally owed an hour lunch. I should know. Employment lawyer,” he says with a wink and points at himself.<br />

“I am well aware,” you laugh.<br />

“Right. Of course, you are.” A grimace of embarrassment at his bad joke crosses his face, but he quickly hides it with a smile. “Well, see you later.”<br />

“See you.”<br />

Your back slumps into the chair, all the strength that kept you upright and functioning like an adult fleeing. “What the hell just happened?” you murmur.<br />

Taecyeon was here. In this law office, in this city. For how long? Had your paths crossed before unknowingly? Once, twice, maybe a hundred times. Now, you’ll see him every day. The real question, you suppose, is did he actually mean it about catching up. You want to believe he did, but experience warns you not to hope too much.</p>

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Y is for Yesterday

A . D . T . O . Y Series

- Day 5 -

Category: Fluff | Smut Word Count: 1,352 Group/Member: 2PM | Taecyeon

The tepid water from the rainfall showerhead felt great against your tender skin.  You couldn’t remember the last time you had been intimate with your husband, but it was evident that he had needed to release some tension.  Examining your body, you could see the subtle maroon hue appearing beneath the skin on each of your forearms, and you were sure that your neck was laden with hickeys.  If the bruises weren’t enough, the ache emanating from your lady parts made you whimper when the water pressure from the handheld head hit it.  This was a sign of punishment for allowing yourself to become too immersed in work, you thought.

Before getting ready to clean up the mess from last night’s romantic dinner, you towel-dried your hair and slipped on his shirt – it always smelled like him, and you often fantasized about when he used to ruin you after seeing you in it.  Those were the early days of your marriage – between your careers, it was lucky if the two of you even saw each other, let alone have sex.  As you headed downstairs, the sound of broken porcelain on your brand new tiled floor alerted you, so you darted to the kitchen as quickly as your legs would take you.

There was your husband, Taecyeon, picking up the shattered pieces of the serving dish and sweeping the remaining bits.  You stifled a laugh, and upon seeing your amused expression, he grew bashful – it was sweet that he was trying to clean, even if he wasn’t the most graceful man in the kitchen.

“Well, there goes my surprise,” he shrugged, looking sweetly at you from the fridge.  Taecyeon had removed the plates from last night and replaced them with a beautiful fruit display.  Grapes, strawberries, and raspberries decorated the island, and upon further examination, you noticed a small ramekin of honey. 

“I thought you had to work today?” you coyly mused, tapping the tip of your toes on the hardwood floor and playfully crossing your arms.  Taecyeon reached into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of white wine, pouring two glasses and hinting at you to sit down.

“I took the day off,” he casually replied, watching you closely as you sat across from him.

“Oh?  Is that so?” you continued with your candor, slipping a raspberry beyond your lips and chewing it slowly, eyeing him in skepticism.  You adjusted in your seat and fought the wince from the discomfort of your soreness – if Taecyeon was taking the day off, it only meant he hadn’t finished what he’d started yesterday, which only meant rougher sex today.  That was something you were capable of handling when the two of you had sex several times a week, but going months on a dry spell…you didn’t think you’d be able to manage two times in less than a twenty-four hour period.

“I wanted to do something special for you,” he honestly confessed, giving you a genuine smile.  “We’re always so busy, and every time we part, I begin to miss you the moment you’re gone.”

“I feel the same way, Taec,” you candidly replied, “I want us to go back to how we used to be, when we made each other a priority.”  You grabbed a strawberry and lovingly fed him, smiling in earnest.  He noticed the marks he’d left from the night prior, and his expression changed.

“Y/N, I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to go that hard last night,” he worriedly said, reaching across the spread to trace the bruises lining your neck with his fingertips.  His warm touch reanimated your lust for him; despite being overly sore, you wanted to go for round two.

“Maybe you can make it up to me?” you slyly suggested, swiveling on your barstool and twitching your eyebrow at him.  Taecyeon had been resting his chin on his hand, which was propped up by his elbow.  Retracting the hand that reached to you, his expression turned wily as he caught your drift. You placed your index finger into the honey and reached it up to his lips.  His tongue cascaded over your finger and his lips closed on it, letting his tongue tease you, as he tasted the sweet nectar.

After removing your touch from his mischievous lips, you cleverly grabbed another raspberry and put it into your mouth, grabbing your glass of wine and heading to the window.  The morning sun lit up the alabaster kitchen so well, and the contrast of Taecyeon’s dark hair and tanned skin made you bite your lip in anticipation.  Following your lead, he walked up behind you at the window, turning you around to face him.  He grabbed your glass and set it back on the island and began unbuttoning his shirt that adorned your torso.

“I’ll be gentle,” he cooed, delivering soft pecks of his lips against your bare flesh.  After unbuttoning your last button, he helped you up onto the counter, leaving his hands on your backside.  Your lips found his, and you teased your tongue along the entrance to his mouth before the two of you amplified the passion.  

In a heated embrace, Taecyeon reached behind himself to grab the ramekin of honey.  He pulled his face away and smirked, turning it on its side to drizzle the honey down your torso.  Biting his lip, he began kissing you along your clavicles and licking the honey as he traipsed downward.  His smooth tongue glided along your skin, giving you goose bumps.  

When he’d cleaned your torso of any sticky residue, he smiled up at you before travelling south, where he kissed the cotton fabric of your panties. Shuddering at his placement, you tried to still your breath to control your vehemence.  Taecyeon sent a firm swipe of his tongue along your folds through the material, maintaining eye contact with you to gauge your arousal. Nibbling on the sodden undergarments, he pulled at them with his teeth while his fingers laced with the waistband. They snapped back to your center and Taecyeon lifted your bottom to remove them from your bodice.  Chucking them over his shoulder, he pressed your thighs as far apart as he could and dove face first into your sex.

Taecyeon lapped at your juices like the good boy he was, allowing his tongue to penetrate your sensitive center.  He sucked on your folds and trailed his tongue along the hood of your clit, avoiding it to amp up the tension.  You moaned his name at his avoidance, and while he smiled into your pussy, he began humming as he started to make out with your clit.  He sneaked a hand up to one of your breasts, where he gently massaged while watching you.

Rolling your hips into his face, Taecyeon let you use him for pleasure while he kept up his machinations.  You grabbed onto his thick locks and pushed him further into your heat, feeling your climax on a rapid approach.  Taecyeon lifted you from the counter onto his shoulders, his face still deep in you. His strong arms held onto you while he ravenously ate your dribbling center; you came not a minute afterwards. You dug your nails deep into his shoulders, screaming profanities as he continued to nibble and suck while you rode out your orgasm.

As you started to come down, body still twitching uncontrollably, Taecyeon laid you down on the cool countertop again, hovering over you.  He smiled at your post-orgasmic bliss, grabbing you another raspberry and feeding you kindly.  After a few moments of catching your breath, you sat up and turned to him; he looked at you with an eyebrow raised as he took a gulp of the wine.

“Nice of you to apologize,” you sarcastically jested, softly punching him in the arm.  He choked back his beverage, trying not to laugh.

“Oh what, you think I wasn’t genuine?” he cleverly countered, cocking his head back and raising his eyebrows.

“Well, I think we both know you prefer when I call you ‘daddy’,” you shrewdly remarked, testing his patience.

“Oh Kitten, do you want a repeat of yesterday?”

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Surprise (2PM Taecyeon Scenario)

Admin: Nari

POV: Second (male x female)

Genre: Fluff

Sorrow || 

It felt like your heart was about to explode, both from the noise pollution in the airport and from adrenaline. You tapped your ticket and passport against your knee for the millionth time and rechecked that it was for a flight to Tokyo. You had only ever been to your home country and South Korea, so flying to a whole new country where you could barely even introduce yourself in their native tongue made your nerves on edge. Your flight was called and you rushed to the gates, barely giving guards a minute to check your information.

The flight wasn’t too bad; it was pretty typical for coach. Snacks were the typical peanuts and pretzels and they occasionally handed out beverages. The only negative incident was that the man sitting next to you had originally come close to fighting you for the window seat. He only calmed down when security told him to either sit down or leave the plane with no ticket refund. There had been no children to kick your seat or cry and the man would sometimes mutter in attempts to start a conversation, but realized he was no good at holding one and gave up. He was flying to Tokyo for business and you felt like an idiot and must have seemed delusional for saying you were going for Taecyeon without specifying who he was to you.

You got off the plane and got a cab to the hotel that he was staying at, already knowing the fake name he used. It was difficult to persuade the staff that he was your boyfriend, but they eventually believed you and gave you a keycard to his room. You quickly placed your luggage into his room and started straightening up. His room was a mess of clothes strewn everywhere, so he must have been running late.

Your plan was to spend a few days with him here and then return to Korea so he can continue the tour. You had considered surprising him backstage but decided against it, because there was no flight that was just at the right time for you to arrive in time for the concert but not too early to where the surprise was ruined. You didn’t know how long it would be until the concert was over, but busied yourself with organizing everything.

You were lying in his bed when he came into the hotel room, sweaty but happy. You jumped out of bed and ran to him, jumping on him and clinging onto his neck. He smelled awful, but you suppressed any gags and planted a kiss on his lips.

When you pulled away, he was grinning like an idiot. He was absolutely head-over-heels for you and you knew it, but never took advantage of it. “My precious angel is here,” he whispered and rested his forehead against yours.

“I am.” Your hands stroked his hair as you spoke, “I hope you don’t mind sharing a room with me for a little bit.”

“Of course not! I know that you’re incredibly stubborn and refuse to use my money, even though your job is rather shitty...” What he said made you flinch a little bit, but you didn’t deny it; it was true. “What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s perfect. I just wanted to surprise you.”