#park jinyoung au

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Well Rewarded

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x female reader

Genre: friends to lovers / romance / suggestive / valentine’s day au

Warnings: suggestive content, lingerie, some nudity, basically everything but the smut, lol.

Author’s Note: of course, it’s the first time I write Jinyoung in 8 months, and he demands all this from me. Happy Valentine’s Day. Also friends, the concept of this story is a bit cringe about wanting to celebrate Valentine’s Day, but I don’t believe we all need to buy into the holiday. And if people shame you for not having a Valentine, then they’re the problem. This was just a bit of fun <3

Word count: 2100

You smiled as you read the note that came attached to the large bouquet of flowers, vaguely paying attention to the gushing from your co-workers.

He had remembered.

“Oh Y/N, you sneaky devil! You have kept tight-lipped about this one!”

“You’ve got explaining to do. Who’s the admirer?”

Your smile grew to Cheshire lengths, but you tried to rein it in. If you looked too giddy, they would insist on too many details. You needed to keep the charm there, bask in the attention the flowers had given you, and then accept that your ruse had worked.

Nothing more.

“Let me check the note out,” your manager Wendy insisted and plucked it out of your grasp. “‘Y/N, I know you don’t like a big fuss, but you’re worth it. Can’t wait to see you tonight, Love J xxx.’ Who’s J?”

“Someone special,” you replied truthfully, closing your eyes and thinking back to the disappointing Valentines you had last year, and how you had sobbed drunkenly on your best friend’s shoulder.

“Everyone got something in the office. Everyone except me. I’m going to have to send myself flowers next year just to make sure they don’t pity me as they did today. There’s nothing wrong with being single! Yet why do I feel so miserable?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll send you flowers.” Jinyoung was running his hand up and down your back rhythmically, trying to soothe your nerves.

“You will?” you asked, looking up at him with doe eyes, your bottom lip wobbling. “You’d do that for me?”

“Sure. You’re the only Valentine I want to have anyway. We’ll make a big deal out of it. If you’re not in a relationship next year, I’ll make this day so special you’ll never cry on it again.”

Another smile brightened your face as you thought over Jinyoung’s offer. You had honestly forgotten all about it until the bouquet had turned up, his tell-tale handwriting on the card making your heart leap. You were going to give him the best night ever. Should you cook for him? You could stop by the grocery store on your way to his, the ritual of Tuesday nights being spent together now growing more exciting as your thoughts progressed. Since he’d done this for you, you wanted to repay him with something delicious. Candlelit dinner for a fun touch. You spent the whole afternoon half-focused on your work tasks, whilst drafting up a dinner and dessert plan that would make your best friend happy.

You were excited by the time work was over and went to rush out of the building. No such luck, however, as your co-workers pulled you aside. “Hot date tonight, huh?”

“Something of the sort.”

“Are you prepared to blow his mind?” You merely stared back at Wendy as her eyebrows danced. She shared a look with the other two ladies and looped their arms through yours. “This is a big deal. You’ve worked at the company for five years and this is the first Valentine’s gift you’ve received. Time to make sure he receives too.”

You should have known with all their giggling you’d end up at a lingerie store two blocks over. You were so stunned that you didn’t even protest as they dragged you inside. And somehow, thirty minutes later, you left with a purchase made and a flush to your cheeks.

I’ll just wear it for myself sometime, you reasoned as you dashed towards the grocery store, loading a basket full of the supplies you had made a list for, trying not to think of how Jinyoung would have reacted to you wearing the set in the bag dangling off your arm. In another world, where you were both lovers and the flowers had meant more than saving face, you could imagine greeting Jinyoung after work in just the lingerie and heels, hungry eyes devouring your curves, your bare skin. It would definitely end with dessert being served up before the main course.

Shaking away the sinful image of your best friend lusting over you physically, you hurried through the rest of your shop before heading to Jinyoung’s place. Years ago, he had gifted you a key to his place, and tonight it would come in handy.

Or it would have if Jinyoung hadn’t beat you home first. “What’s all this?”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Jinyoung!” you exclaimed delightedly, bustling into his kitchen and dropping your heavy grocery load on the kitchen countertop. “You remembered our pact.”

His curious expression grew smug momentarily as he looked at you. “I told you I would do it.”

“And I owe you one. So, since you have no date for tonight, I figured I’d spoil you.”

“You did, huh?” His attention fell back to the assorted bags, snagging on one in particular.

You followed his focused stare to the lingerie-branded bag, your mouth falling ajar at the sight of it mixed in with the groceries. You had been in such a hurry to get inside before he was home, that you must’ve grabbed it by accident. Shifting forward, you snapped it up off the table with an awkward laugh. “Oops!”

“That’s not for me too?” he teased, though his tone was too husky for it to remain light. “What’s inside?”

“Just something,” you attempted to sound airy as you shoved it under your purse, and tucked your coat overtop. “Nothing important.”

“You bought lingerie today.”

“Well, the flowers got the ladies excited. They dragged me to the store after work. I guess I got caught up in the throes of things.” You smiled widely. “Anyway, how does steak sound? I got a good cut and—”

“What colour is it?” Jinyoung continued, his gaze zeroed in on your coat, as if he was trying to scan through the layers to find it himself. He rocked on his heels and took a decisive step forward.

“Why does it matter?”

“I’m just curious. You’ve never been one to shop on a whim for undergarments.”

You placed a hand on your hip. “That you know of. I happen to own many nice sets. You just haven’t seen any before.”

His eyes darkened and he took another step forward. “Huh. I thought I knew everything about you, best friend.”

“It’s not like I think about the underwear you wear.”

“You already know what brand and size I wear. You bought me some for my birthday,” he replied instantly, fingers grazing your coat, caressing it with a patience that was missing from his tense expression.

Pausing on pulling out the ingredients for the meal, you walked back to his side, threw back your coat and shoved the bag into his hands. He looked at you and then the bag, suddenly unsure. You smirked. “What? You wanted to see what’s inside.”

“Did you think of me when you bought this?” he murmured so low that you weren’t sure he actually uttered the words. Breaking the sticker holding the bag closed, a deep inhale is all you heard as he peered inside. “Blue and white. You were thinking of me.”

“It was pretty,” you managed to say around your suddenly dry mouth, swallowing to try and moisten it.

There had been instances over your friendship where you had imagined this. Christ, you had only forty minutes ago. But you’d always pushed the thoughts aside, cherishing the decades of friendship more than a bout of intimacy. With the way Jinyoung now stood frozen, a fistful of satin locked within his grasp, you wondered if maybe it would be worth it.

“Jinyoung.”

“Mm?”

“Do you… want to see it on?” you asked, unsure where the confidence came from. He had never made you feel uncomfortable within your body, but it wasn’t like you to just offer a scantily-dressed option of yourself up to anyone.

He isn’t just anyone though, your brain reminded, as you caught his pupil-dilated stare, his hand trembling as he thrust the garments at you. Grabbing them, you nodded once as his jaw tightened, and you strode over to the bathroom, clicking the door shut.

Away from the heady atmosphere, you let out a small laugh. “What the hell am I doing?” you asked yourself as your hands worked down the zipper of your dress, the fabric pooling at your feet. You weren’t prepared for this. You would have waxed; shaved at the very least. But for some reason, that didn’t deter you. The more clothing you pulled off, the more determined you were to have this moment regardless.

Whether or not Jinyoung had been at the forefront of your thoughts when purchasing the lingerie, he was now. You needed him to see you in it. It was a craving unlike any other, and you were excited. After clasping the bra hooks together, you smoothed your hands down your silhouette and turned to look in the mirror. You had subconsciously left your heels on, completing the fantasy you had envisioned in the supermarket before.

Emboldened, you turned and opened the door. Jinyoung was standing with his back to you, though you knew he was aware of your return to the living room. Maybe he was regretting pushing the idea. Your hopes were dashed a little. “Well, it fits nice, so…”

The deflecting words died on your tongue when he turned, raking his gaze over you from head to toe. You were under his spotlight, and instead of nerves rushing through as you expected, the flames in his stare heated your skin with every longing caress.

“When I sent you those flowers, I wasn’t quite expecting such a gift in return,” he hoarsely said, striding towards you until he was close to brushing against you. You gasped as his breath met your exposed skin, his eyes still roaming over you. “I’m not complaining one bit.”

“So, dinner?” you questioned weakly, unable to hide the desire filling your voice. You wanted him. You wanted to see as much bare skin as you were showing him. As if he read your mind, he reached over the back of his head and tugged off his hoodie and tee all at once. You blinked, eyes wandering over his broad chest and shoulders. You had seen this all before, but not under these circumstances, and definitely not with the ability to be allowed to touch. Jinyoung hissed when your palm connected against his overheated skin.

“Dinner?” he echoed, letting out a chuckle. “Darling, the last thing on my mind right now is eating.”

His eyes flashed with sinful recognition of his statement and Jinyoung let out a groan. “Actually, I am hungry for something else.”

“We do this and you know it’s going to make us want it again and again.”

“Oh, I’m aware. I don’t think I’ll be done worshipping what you’ve presented me for weeks to come.”

A smile spread out your lips as you pushed yourself flush against him, angling your face towards his. “Only weeks?”

“I have a confession to make. I forgot about the pact we made last year until you mentioned it before. I just wanted you to know I was thinking about you today and sent the flowers. You’re the only Valentine I ever want.”

“Well then, Valentine,” you started, breath mingling with his, lips barely an inch apart. “You’re all I want too. I guess we should go work up an appetite.”

“And what if I make it so you’re too exhausted to cook?” Jinyoung asked as he walked you backwards into the wall, another gasp leaving you when his lips pressed into your neck. You angled your head with ease, allowing him to taste your already feverish skin.

“That’s okay. We can always order in. I’ll cook it tomorrow.”

“Good. Because the idea of letting you out of my bed tonight sounds unfathomable.”

And then his lips were on yours, sealing the deal. You couldn’t think of anything other than Jinyoung, of the taste of him, the feel of his hands squeezing and touching you everywhere. There was only this man within your mind and you were ready to be driven wild by him.

You squeaked when he finally navigated you both to his bedroom and your legs brushed against the edge of the bed. Jinyoung’s hands were on your back, unhooking the bra you had barely worn in front of him and reverently placing down on the comforter beside you. He shook his head.

“I got the better gift today,” he announced, and you laughed breathily, running your hand over his torso.

“We’re both about to be well rewarded for our efforts, don’t you think?”

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Pairing: Johnny (NCT) x reader x Jinyoung (GOT7)

Genre: Series | Smut | Angst | Fluff

Warnings: abuse, depression, toxic friendship, established relationships (?), mentions of self harm, messed up everything (you’ll get it as you read it), cheating, best friends to enemies, lovers to strangers

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“Where you’re going?” Johnny peeked from behind the wall when he probably heard you putting your shoes on.

“Oh, just the flower shop. I thought we could use some at our apartment.” you smiled at him sweetly, getting back to what you were doing. Checking if you had all the cards you needed in your purse, you felt Johnny’s hands snake onto your waist, making you startled. His hands forced you gently to straighten your back, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Want me to go with you?” he whispered next to your ear, pushing with his hand your hair away.

“It’s fine, I’ll be quick.” you smiled at him, grabbing his hands in yours to unwrap him from you.

“You’re very pretty in this dress.” he didn’t let go of you, pecking your neck lightly.

“Thank you.” you swallowed.

“Where’s the shop?” he asked curiously and turned you around in his hands.

“It’s a 20 minute drive, not that far.”

“Okay.” he smiled at you and pressed his lips against yours. “Want to have the dinner out?”

“I thought to go for a walk in the evening.” you said calmly.

“Jun called me I thought we could go hang out today.” his thumb caressed your cheek.

“You can go for the both of us?”

“He said I should bring you too. Everyone misses you, you haven’t been out in forever.”

“I’m not in the mood lately, huh.” you chuckled and both Johnny’s hands moved to your cheeks.

“I feel like you’ve been doing much better.”

“If you’re saying so…” you smirked and looked him in the eyes.

“We’ll go?” he asked hopefully.

“J…” you stuttered and gulped loudly “Baby, you can go if you really want to, I won’t mind. I’ll wait for you here.” you smiled and pressed a kiss in the corner of his lips.

“It looks like your doing even better know, huh?”

“Maybe it’s you.” you smiled and ran your fingers up his chest playfully.

“What’s gotten into you? Maybe we’ll be fine without those flowers? I know something we could do.” he smirked and lowered his hands down to your waist and lower, where you caught them and finally made him let go of you.

“No, I’ll go. I planned this already, look at this floral dress.” you twirled in front of him. “It’s themed.” you smiled at him and felt like you couldn’t wait any longer to get out of here. Johnny laughed at you sweetly and let you go, watching you put your shoes on and leave.

You took a deep breath, feeling like it’s the first time in a year you left the house in the daytime for just a walk. You looked around, watching people pass you by with their dogs on the lead. You began walking, feeling the warmth of the sun heat your shoulders and the top of your head. You wished you had a friend you could call, ask them to meet you and take a walk together, or at least just chat or send a pic of this weather to, but the only contact in your phone that still was reachable was Johnny’s and your moms. You missed texting with Jinyoung, you missed texting Sieun. You could only wonder why she stopped talking to you. This made you feel completely isolated from the world. You couldn’t help but wonder why would Jinyoung not sent even a single message. You just wanted to see his name light up on your screen. Or Sieun’s, she was a real friend, you felt like she was,but it turned out she didn’t think the same way. You just couldn’t work out why’d she disappear at the time you needed her most. The crosswalk you used to pass looked different now, and you had to fish your phone out of your purse to check if you were going in the right direction. Turning the map in the app around with your fingers, you made sure you were going the right way. Raising your head up to cross the road you noticed that there were only 10 seconds left to cross it. Not willing to wait for another green light, you began running, trying to put the phone back at the same time.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” you said quickly, not raising your eyes and finally placing the phone back to its place.

You looked up, finally seeing the designated flower shop in front of you. You walked quicker, opening the door of the shop. The smell of freshness and sweetness made your heart sing. Your eyes set on a big bunch of lisianthus the moment you entered the building.

“Hi! It’s nice seeing you again, I thought you moved somewhere else. You haven’t visited us in like what? A year? We’re you away?” a lady that always worked there greeted you happily. You almost forgot you used to see her every weekend there and would have the loveliest chats when you’d buy flowers for both yours and Jinyoung’s apartments. Jinyoung, the thoughts of him were haunting you all the time. This, and endless plans on how you could avoid Johnny, make him feel like everything’s fine, make sure he believes you two are good.

“Oh, yeah, I… Live was busy and now I finally made time to visit you. You’re the best flower shop, I was really missing it.” you smiled politely.

“Set your eyes on anything?” the lady asked.

“No, want to look around, see what you have.”

“Okay, just call me when you’ll need whatever.” she smiled and you bowed, turning around to walk around the flowers.

Looking around you tried to think what would look good, what would fit in that place. What would make the apartment you grew to hate more likeable to you.

Your eyes raised at the mirror, looking at your own reflection that looked rather pathetic. You wondered how Johnny could even want you. Probably, out of pity, you guessed. Your eyes reflected a deer in the headlights and you wondered when did you start to look so fearful. Your eyes lowered to your hands, realising that your left hand was scratching nervously your right forearm. You made yourself stop, only to work out you scratched subconsciously part of your skin Johnny touched. You could still feel his fingerprints on your cheeks, you could still feel his hands on your hips, how he held you in place, while his hips were slapping against yours. You could still feel his fingers all over you, when you didn’t want him to do it, when you told him not to. You found wet wipes in your bag, wiping your cheeks quickly, trying not to scratch them too harshly to not leave red stains. You could feel the panic attack arise, something, you never suffered from before, but now, was something you gotten used to feel right after your thoughts drifted towards Johnny.

Your eyes shifted to flowers, taking two deep breaths, you walked forward just to take anything.

“Excuse me, I think I made my choice.” you smiled and pointed at the random bunch of flowers. The lady ran to you quickly, helping you with flowers.

“You used to buy the same bunch of flowers often.” she smiled and you moved your eyes to see what you actually picked. Chrysanths - you’d buy them often to place in the big vase in Jinyoung’s bedroom.

You said your goodbyes and took the flowers in the paper wrapping, hiding your face in them to smell.

“Are these for me?” you heard a familiar voice when your free hand opened the door.

“J…Jinyoung?” you whispered breathlessly. Tears prickled your eyes quickly at a single sight of him. He stood there as if it’s been a day since you saw him, not a year.

“Y/n.” he smiled at you widely and you froze.

“H-how?” he stood in front of the shop as if he was waiting for you there. “How’d you know I’ll be here?” you asked confused, finally walking down the steps and standing in front of him, but a couple of steps away on purpose, to not sink into his smell.

“I didn’t.” he smiled constantly, punching air out of your lungs. “You bumped into me at the crossroad and didn’t even notice. I walked behind you to say hi, but you were quick and entered this shop quickly, I thought I’ll wait for you. I… I’ve been trying to see you for a year and then when I gave up you bumped into me on the street.” he sighed amazed. “I just thought maybe you’ll want to see me too, I mean, we… You…” he paused and you listened carefully. You just wanted for him to say he loved you. At least, back in the beginning. You wanted to hear anything that would make you feel better about your being, but he closed his mouth. “I missed you. If you want to, we can get coffee and catch up with our lives.” you blinked slowly, wondering if you began glitching. “Are you okay?” he took a step closer to you. “You seem… tired?”

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine. I just… I can’t believe… you’re here and…” You began mumbling.

“If you want to, you can give me your new phone number and we’ll meet up another day.” Jinyoung suggested quickly.

“No, no, we can go right now.” you said and he nodded.

“There’s a cafe over there, it’s the closest one.”

“Okay.” you nodded and walked behind him.

Behind Jinyoung, you were walking behind Jinyoung. You felt like you were on the verge of death and now when you were delirious you were seeing things you wanted to see the most. Your fingers held onto the flowers so tightly you probably broke all of them, but you didn’t care. You cared for nothing, you were right next to Jinyoung and the only thing you could focus on was him. Him, and all the strength and power you put in to not touch him.

“I…What did you mean with the new number? My phone number is still the same.” you wanted to add that you’d never change it so he’d be able to text, but you thought it’s better to keep it to yourself for now.

“I texted you every day, called you, none of it ever came through.”

“You did?” you had to look up to not to cry.

“Of course I did, how could I not?” he looked at you and you just knew he was sincere. It became hard to walk at the same pace with him now. “Can I… can I see your phone? I think I know what’s up.” he said and stood at the cross walk, waiting for the red light to turn green.

“Yeah, you can.” you nodded quickly and got your phone in his hand, feeling the tips of his fingers brush against your palm. You shivered and stared at his face that now was staring into your phone. You didn’t need to look in there, whatever he was doing, you trusted him completely.

“I see.” he looked at you and gave the phone back. “You had me blocked.”

“I…I didn’t? Why would I block you?” you asked confused, when the light turned green and the both of you began walking.

Johnny, you thought to yourself. The first bullet was shot.

-

“You didn’t change at all.” his eyes ran over your face quickly.

“No I did, but you… you’re still the same.” your eyes kept focused on his, trying to not obviously check him out.

“What changed in you?” he smiled and moved in his seat to lean in to you.

“I…I’m probably even more messed up than I used to be…” you said quickly, moving your eyes to your lap. “Jinyoung, I’m too scared to ask, but I just have to.” you looked at him again and he nodded approvingly. “What did I lack that you needed? I don’t hold no grudges, I just want to know for my own piece of mind.”

“What do you mean?” he furrowed his eyebrows.

“What…Why’d you do it?”

“Don’t tell me you still believe Johnny. I hope when you blocked me you blocked him too, to start a new life. That’s what you deserve, to not have him in your life is the best I could wish for you.”

“Don’t say that, he actually cares for me and loves me.”

“So you’re with him for real?” he sounded pretentious.

“Why would you think so?” you leaned in to him too.

“One time when I was still looking for you to explain everything, I went to that club Johnny spoke about once, and you were there. You being with him would’ve not surprised me in any way, but you two kissed and I guessed Johnny was right.” he stretched his lips in a thin line.

“What was Johnny right about?” you furrowed your eyebrows feeling your heart begin to ache.

“I came to his place when I had no other options where I could find you, when you didn’t come back to your place for weeks. I said I need to see you and he began his shit about you moving on already, saying you changed your phone number, that you two just had sex. I thought he bluffed because I thought at the time you would not do it… but I might’ve been wrong.” he looked at you and added quickly “No, no, no. I don’t judge you, I… I have no right to. I was just taken aback at the moment. Anyway, I’m happy as long as you’re happy. If Johnny makes you happy, I’m very glad.” he smiled at you like he cared.

“And… are you happy…?”

“I’m fine.” he closed his reassuringly with that reliable smile on his face you missed so much.

“Jinyoung…” you whispered chewing on your lower lip.

“Yeah?” he took a sip from his coffee.

“I wish we could be friends. I’d like to have a friend in you. You’re still very dear to my heart.” you said and took your cup in your hands to take a few sips. You tried to focus on the beverage to not cry from your pity suggestion.

“Yes, we can still be friends.” he didn’t look very pleased to you and you guessed he only agreed out of politeness. You nodded in reply, looking out of the window. The silence that hung between you heavied your shoulders. “I remember you wore this dress when we went out together for the first time. With Johnny and your other friend.”

“Sieun?” you looked at him.

“Yeah, I think so.” He smiled as if he looked through the pictures of that day in his head.

“This is a very funny coincidence.” you said quietly and felt your cheeks turn pink. You couldn’t help but think of the way he handled you in the bathroom of that club. You wished he’d give you a sign he wanted to repeat it all over again in the bathroom of this cafe. Suddenly you wondered if him mentioning this was the sign you were looking for. “I didn’t know I’ll meet you.”

“I know.” he looked at you “Mayb this is something that was meant to be. You wore the dress and bought flowers you always bought for me, maybe the day for us to meet again was written down.”

“Universe planned to get us back in contact I guess.” you chuckled looking at his neck when he looked away. You just wanted to touch him.

“I have to make everything clear though, since we’re going to be friends, I have to make sure you know. Even though we can’t turn back time, we can’t get back together, I need to make sure you know the real truth, okay?” he focused his eyes on you again, but all you could hear was ‘we can’t get back together’. You wanted to ask badly why you can’t, but his eyes were too piercing you had to get back to reality and shake your head yes. “When I said I was preparing for that lecture I said the truth. I really was, but I texted Johnny. I thought of maybe proposing to you, after we moved together, I thought I should get Johnny on friendly terms since I knew he’ll be a big part of your life even if we’ll get married.” you could feel invisible knifes being thrown into your chest one by one. Jinyoung wanted to marry, you couldn’t believe your ears. “I told him we should become friends for you, I said I wanted to propose, he said it’s a great idea and said we’re two closest men in your life, we should respect each other. I agreed, because I just felt like it’s something I needed to do to make you completely happy.” you felt a single tear run down your cheek. You caught it quickly, wiping your cheek while Jinyoung was looking at the waiter. “He texted me the same evening and told me I should come to the club he was at asap. I said I really can’t because I was studying for the lecture, but he said we should celebrate us becoming friends. He literally led me on, but I acted dumb, because I thought I was the one using him while he was drunk. I thought he’ll take me as a bro while drunk and would feel guilty to act differently, but I was wrong. He acted like we were bestest of friends and told me as a bro secret that he’s sleeping with Sieun. I don’t know if he regretted it immediately and made up something so I won’t tell you or planned all of it beforehand, but he asked me to get drinks for the both of us, I agreed, and when I walked away, the girl that he introduced me to literally five minutes ago, dropped herself on me dramatically. She didn’t even look like she stumbled, I guessed she was trying to seduce me and I plainly helped her find balance and let go, but she kept on touching me and hugging me and I had to push her off me, and she suddenly obeyed. I got the drinks and walked back to Johnny who completely forgot about me because he was with Sieun. I placed those bottles on the table they stood next to and left. I didn’t want to interrupt them and didn’t want to stand there like an idiot. I knew he would not let go of her to pay me attention. I would not cheat on you, I wanted for you to be my wife, I didn’t n…” his eyes landed on your face. “Please don’t cry.” he said quickly, holding a tissue for you to grab. “I didn’t mean to make you cry, I’m so sorry.”

“But… he…” you sobbed and weren’t able to form words and sentences. “I let him do it to us. Why would he do it? He always said he loved me, cared for me, said I’m his soulmate and best friend. Why would he try to ruin a perfectly fine relationship? He planted that seed of doubtfulness when you didn’t pick up my call the next morning. He began saying that it’s fine and then he told me that you were at the club, had sex with that girl, he showed me photos and even a video where it looked like you kissed. He said many things, gave me so much evidence. Made me believe I didn’t know you at all. Why? What was the reason?” you asked rhetorically, hiding your face in your palms in shame. “And when I came to your place… that last time I saw you. The girl I texted that proved she slept with you that night, I asked her if she saw you recently, she said yes like 20 minutes ago, and I asked her if you ate together and she said yes. And you had a bag of take out. This all was so perfectly fit. He just told me things and then my brain ruined the rest. I’m so sorry, I’m really sorry. I will never forgive myself. I… I don’t understand. Why would Johnny do all of it? Why would he block your phone number, don’t let you see me, he isolated me completely from the world, from you.” you blinked often to wipe away the tears. “If he hated me so much, he should’ve just stopped being friends with me.”

“No, Y/n, why are you still not getting it? The problem is not that he hates you. It’s the opposite. He loves you and doesn’t want to share you with anyone. He did it to get you back completely to himself I guess. Didn’t you tell before he scared away everyone that liked you? He’s just too scared to lose you.”

“But… wait, hold on. What do you mean he slept with Sieun?”

“He said he dated her but didn’t want to tell you since you’d either hate it or would tell him you told him so.”

“And when did they broke up…?”

“I don’t know that, it’s not like I kept in contact with him after we broke up.” he smiled at you.

“Yes, you’re right, I’m sorry.” you shook your head. “I’m sorry, I think I need to go.” you stood up and felt dizzy.

“I can drive you, just tell me where to.”

“No, it’s fine. Was glad to see you.” you smiled and took a couple of steps, feeling everything around you spin. You stopped taking a break to wait till you feel any better. Nausea and lightheadedness made it hard for you to see anything in front of you.

“Y/n, you forgot flowers.” you could hear Jinyoungs voice behind you, turning around to see him and realising you could not see him properly. You felt your body get so heavy you felt like falling.

“You scared me.” you opened your eyes slowly, trying to work out where you were.

“What happened?” you moved in your seat, finally being able to see you were in the same cafe. Jinyoung squatted in front of you with a water bottle in his hands.

“You fainted when you were walking away. Thankfully I was right behind you because you forgot your flowers. I barely caught you in time or you would’ve hit your head on the floor.” he looked at you.

“I’m sorry… and thank you. It’s probably the heat and lack of sleep and all the stress.” you blabbered quickly. “Thank you.”

“It’s nothing. I hope your sides don’t hurt, I grabbed you in panic very quickly, I might’ve hurt you.”

“It’s fine.” you smiled.

“Take a few sips of water.” he handed you the battle and you drank from it quickly. “Should I take you to hospital?” he asked concerned.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll go home.” you tried to stand up, but Jinyoung didn’t move away, resting his forearms against the seat he sat you on.

“I’ll insist on driving you since you just passed out in front of me.”

“Okay.” you nodded and he moved away, standing up.

“Can you walk? You can lean onto me if you need to.”

“I’m fine, Jinyoung.”

“Okay.” he nodded and walked in front of you with his eyes completely focused on you.

“Promise you’ll go see a doctor?” he asked when the both of you sat in his car.

“Promise.” you nodded, watching him start the engine.

-

“You said you’ll be quick but you were away for like two hours.” he pouted looking at you from the couch. “What flowers did you get?” he asked curiously and extended his arm towards you. You walked closer to him, giving him the flowers. His hand caught yours, pulling you in over the back of the couch to plant a kiss on your cheek. “You’re still prettier than those flowers.” he whispered having his lips against your cheek. “Come here.” he pulled onto your hand to guide you over the couch and onto his lap. His hands immediately landed on your waist, making the dress you wore reveal your underwear. You held your fingers in fists to prevent yourself from snapping at him.

“What you want?” you whispered into his ear and moved your hips slowly against his.

“You.” he began whispering too.

“How badly?” you asked and pulled the strap of your dress down.

“Pretty bad.”

“But I need to know in more details.”

“I don’t know what detail to give you, I just want you.” he sighed heavily when your fingers ran over his abdomen multiple times.

“Will you eat me out?” you asked curiously, bending your head to the side a little.

“Fuck, baby, yes.” his fingers lowered onto your thighs.

“Lower your body then.” you said carelessly, standing on your knees above him. His body slid down the couch, making his face be on the same level as your centre. Your fingers grabbed onto his hair harshly, pulling his head closer to you. You could feel his breathing over your pubic bone, hating yourself for starting all this. This wasn’t really a great way to take any revenge on him.

Johnnys hands startled you when they landed on your butt, hooking thumbs over the underwear you wore and pulling it down. Your hand threw his head back and you noticed his confused and slightly mad stare. The both of you froze, staring at each other. You broke off the silence and slapped him the next second.

“Did I tell you you can undress me? Did I tell you to make me cum?” he stared at you not understanding for a few seconds, only smirking at you when he probably thought he worked out what was going on. “Reply before I slap you once again.”

“No, you didn’t. I’m sorry.”

“Good boy.” you caressed his cheek carefully. “You know, I thought of little something we could do.”

“Yeah?”

“Remember how you wanted to fuck Sieun?” his face changed for a slight second, putting his guard back up to not give away whatever he actually thought or felt. You slapped him once again. “You have to reply.”

“Yeah, yeah, I do.”

“I think we should call her over.”

“Why?” he furrowed his eyebrows.

“For a little game. You, me and her. Have you ever had a threesome? Threesome with me anyway is going to be better than anything you experienced in your life.” your hand lowered over to his dick, stroking it over the jeans.

“Fuck, I never thought you’d just do it so freely and willingly with me.” he took a deep breath in.

“You know what I could do? I could suck you off, while you’re doing whatever the fuck you want to with Sieun. You want that?”

“No, not really, I want you only, we don’t need her.” his breathe hitched and he spoke with unnecessary pausing.

“Why though?” you pouted and felt Johnnys hand lay over yours, forcing you to squeeze his dick more.

“I want you all to myself, your mouth on me only. Focused on me, not anything else.”

“That’s very selfish of you, baby.” you shook your head disapprovingly, sticking your tongue out to draw a line with it over his pulse point. “Want to feel it over your cock?” you asked, moving back a little.

“Yeah.” he nodded.

“You have to share to do so.”

“What do you mean?”

“You can’t have me all to yourself. You shouldn’t be this greedy. You have to share.”

“With Sieun?”

“Not only.”

“Who else?” he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“Jinyoung.” you said carelessly but watched him closely.

“Him again?”

“It’s a deal I already signed for us. I’ll have sex with him for you to watch, he’ll then do whatever you want to to you. I’ll play with Sieun a little, we could switch and take turns however we want it. You’ll finally be able to do all the things you wanted to do to me.”

“Y/n, I’m not sure the people you chose for this are right.”

“Why? My ex boyfriend and your…” you paused but this time he kept himself collected “desire to fuck Sieun.”

“I don’t want to fuck with Jinyoung, what the fuck.”

“I thought you loved me.” you pressed your body against his. “I thought you’d do something for me since I never asked you for anything in those pasts months. I thought you wanted to eat this pussy right? Jinyoung could show you how to do me right. He did it for like 400 times.”

“I don’t need any fucking advice from this slug.”

“For a slug he really is good with his cock and tongue. And I, as a slut, am really good with my tongue too. If you’ll do what I want you to do, I’ll let you find out. You always wanted Sieun, why’d you protest now when I literally give you permission. Do you want to die without finding out what it’s like to fuck her? We could do all types of things just to stay afterwards together and take it to another level.”

“I want you only.” he said stubbornly once again.

“Did you fuck Sieun before?” you looked at him suspiciously.

“I didn’t, I just don’t want any of it anymore, I love you.”

“You’re. A fucking. Liar. Johnny. I hate you.” your hands moved over to his neck, trying your best to choke him knowing damn well you won’t be able to cause any harm to him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Johnny’s hands were obviously stronger, twisting yours quickly and making you cry in pain. “What happened?”

“When did you began dating Sieun? When did you broke up? I have to fucking know. I have to know about all the lies you told me.” he was still holding on to your hands making it hurt.

“Did that bitch tell you?”

“Let go of me! You’re going to leave bruises!” You exclaimed in pain.

“Was that her? I’ll fucking snap her neck, the fucking whore was supposed.”

“It’s not her who told me, but she confirmed you being a fucking prick. You lied to me all the fucking time. And you thought I’ll fuck you? You fucking wish! You don’t fucking love me, you don’t know what love is. You’re heartless and disgusting. Let go of me!”

“You, your selfish little ass. You never opened your eyes wide enough to see anything. You care only for what you need. If I never lied to you, I would’ve became uninteresting to you about 10 years ago. I did this for you, I did all of this for us.”

“Let go! There’s no us. I know everything, I know that you lied to me about Jinyoung. You ruined my life. This year just was a fucking waste. I hate living here, I hated being touched by you but I kept it all in because I wanted to keep you happy. I was hoping I’ll finally get over Jinyoung and will feel anything towards you. Guess I shouldn’t have even tried. You anyway had a girlfriend until two months ago. Yes, I called her, accidentally, just an hour ago. I just wanted to hear the voice of the bitch that lied to me about Jinyoung and ask her why she did it, but Sieun picked up the phone. She said you told her to text me as if she was someone else who slept with Jinyoung from her other phone number I didn’t know. She told me she only did it because you told her all the bullshit you can about dating and loving each other and doing things for one another. The thought of dating the Johnny Suh that never stayed the night was way too tempting and she told you yes. She betrayed me because of you.” your eyes ran furiously over the whole room. “You acted like a terrible person Johnny, you dated her when your hands held me in your sleep every night. You broke up with her when you had sex with me for the first time, right? Thought you’re going to get it from me now so you dumped her? Is that what you did?” you chuckled.

“Is it that funny to you?”

“Barely, but it just really makes me wonder if I ever even knew you for real.” you breathed heavily staring at him, when he didn’t reply, you walked past him, getting furiously under the duvet of your bed to think everything through. Moving, you had to move away from here now. You had to learn to live a life without Johnny being there. There was so much you could forgive but this.

Your phone laid next to you and you grabbed it to look at Jinyoung’s phone number. You felt the urge to call him and tell him, you wanted to ask for help, hope he’d give you wise advice like he always did. You had nowhere to go, Johnny told you to not pay the rent for your place anymore, and you completely moved in with him 6 months ago, you knew for sure whatever connection you two had it all was gone for good now. You hated to go to Jinyoung and ask him anything. You just opened your phone, googled the first hotel that seemed comfortable enough and didn’t cost too much and booked a room. For a week, it’s not like you could get a flat any quicker.

You laid your phone next to you, just taking a moment to think that there was so much you needed to do and there is so much that happened already.

“Don’t come near me.” you said roughly when you heard Johnny enter the room.

“It’s unfair.”

“What?” you turned to look at him annoyed.

“Unfair that you only look at things from your point of view. Don’t you care what I think?”

“No.” you simply replied.

“I know you too well.” he dropped his body on the bed and you stiffened, ready to punch him if he’ll touch you. “You really want to know.”

“I don’t, you can leave the room so I’ll pack my things in peace.”

“Pack your things? Where will you go?”

“It shouldn’t matter to you.”

“Okay…” he sighed. “Still, when we were 14 and people teased us a lot that we dated in secret, you said you’d rather die than do so. Later that year I asked you if you really meant it, and you said yes. You said it’s not something you could imagine yourself doing, so I killed every single thought in my head to ask you out. I was fine because you were with me all the time, you loved me, even though you didn’t realise. You were my love and girlfriend even though you didn’t think so yourself, I was okay with you not willing to kiss me or anything else, because I was still able to hold your hand at the end of the day. Then you liked that stupid guy that was two years older than us. I was furious, you wanted to be with him, not me. He was the one who took you away from me, so I had to take you back from him. I was the reason behind it.” you turned around quickly, looking at Johnny in disbelief.

“No you didn’t.”

“I did, I broke you off with every guy you had because they’re not someone you should be with. I’m the one, I love you like no one ever will. I’ll do anything for you.”

“You’re insane.”

“I love you, I Iove you, it’s the only reason I do all of it. I do it to keep you happy and to keep you with me. I’ll do anything to be with you. Please, I need this last chance to be better for you.” his hand reached your shoulder and you jumped up like you were stung by a bee.

“No, don’t.”

“I’m sorry, please, listen to me just this once.”

“I’m not giving you this chance or any other. It’s pretty sick what you did and I just can’t… it’s better we just stop everything here.” you tried to keep distance from him but he caved you between his arms and held you there.

“I had to keep my feelings hostage. I had to listen to all these guys talk about you when I knew I’ll never get to experience any of it myself. I was just going insane because I knew you won’t like me.”

“Johnny, no, there were other ways. You chose to turn this into something sick. You could’ve just told me. You could’ve done it many years ago, not when I loved someone and you broke it off by breaking my heart. I would’ve never minded it if you told me this at any point of our lives. Of course I said I’d rather die than date you, what was I supposed to say to a girl that liked you? She was the first one who started my torturous life of a girl that was friends with a guy every other girl wanted. You’re trying to blame me, but there’s no one to blame, or at least think for yourself, you chose to do it this way. The only thing I’m to blame for is this year, I’m sorry I suggested being together. I’m sorry I acted like I was okay. I should’ve just said it.”

“Y/n, don’t leave. I can see, you love me, if you didn’t, you would’ve not said all of it, please.”

“Johnny, you dated Sieun. Behind my back, while we promised to stay faithful to each other. Everything is very crooked. It’s basically fucked.”

“I know, I fucked up here, but I really needed someone to fuck. I didn’t want to force you, I thought about you even here, I found someone to wait and when you were ready I just got rid of her.”

“No, Johnny, what the hell?” You felt like crying. “It’s not something you did for me, it’s something you did for your own sake and pleasure. Stop turning everything around to make it seem like everything you do is for me!”

“But it is!” he shouted.

“It’s not, I need to go.”

“Jinyoung told you, right? How did he contact you?”

“He didn’t.”

“How else would you find out about all of it. If it’s not him, not her?”

“Why does it matter to you?”

“You’re leaving me for him?”

“No. I’m leaving you to be by myself. To finally be able to breathe, to finally be able to sleep.” you stood up from the bed, walking around it to get to the wardrobe.

“I can’t let you leave though.”

“Huh?” you turned around to see him not move. He was still sitting with his back to you, breathing steadily.

“I won’t… I don’t agree. I…”

“You what? I’m not the puppy you can keep hostage.” you chuckled and looked through the clothes.

“Give me your phone.” you heard behind your ear, turning around quickly. “Where is it?”

“No, never.” you furrowed your eyebrows and pushed him with your arms from you. He didn’t move a centimetre.

“I’ll have to take it from you with force.”

“Yeah, sure.” you chuckled and stopped the next second Johnnys hand grabbed your neck, pushing you to stand against the wall. His fingers were holding you tightly, making it impossible for your head to turn. “What you’re doing, let me go!”

“Where’s your phone?” he repeated his question again.

You felt humiliated, you couldn’t believe the person you trusted the most through your entire life held you by the neck, giving you terrible pain.

“Keeping your mouth shut? Still?” he chuckled and his other hand roamed over your body. You felt his palm run over your thighs and stomach, going back to your underwear and rubbed you multiple times through it, before running his hands over your chest and sides. You were swallowing tears, looking for a better moment to hit him in his solar plexus with your elbow. “Is it on the bed? I don’t seem to see it with you. Or should I touch you all over again?”

“Try it.” you spat and felt his fingers flex over your neck, pulling you harshly from the wall over to the bed.

“I’ll try something better than this. Something much more entertaining.” he chuckled and bent you over it, forcing your butt to stick out. Cold sweats dropped from your forehead mixing in with your tears.

“Johnny, don’t, don’t do it. Please, I beg you. We can still turn back time and try again. This once.”

“Didn’t you say you’re not giving me no chances?”

“I just thought you really love me, I should.” you cried feeling his fingers pull your dress up. “Johnny, please.”

“Think I could make you wet?”

“Johnny, please.” you cried out loud, feeling your body shake. There was no way you could get from under him, but you still tried. You tried to hit him with your legs and arms, but the more you moved, the more weight he put onto your neck, making it impossible to breathe. You stopped and froze when you heard and felt him rip your underwear. You wished you were dead. Right at this moment you realised you wished you never were born. You couldn’t breathe because you were listening carefully. Your eyes weren’t able to see anything through the tears. You wished you could’ve rewind the time so you’d just come home and act sweetly, so you’d be able to run away from him at night. How were you supposed to know Johnny will turn into this monster.

You heard him spit and you felt him getting two of his fingers inside of you. You thought you lost consciousness because everything went blurry, you couldn’t see or hear anything except your tears. Johnny was raping you. You felt his spit on your entrance and felt him get inside of you. It hurt, and not it only hurt you morally, it hurt you physically, lack of lube made the thrusts and the friction he created crazily painful. You thought like he could feel it too, maybe he’d want to stop. He wasn’t a rapist, he was a boy you grew up with and loved dearly. You snapped back to reality when you felt his fingers choke you harder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” he grunted soon enough and pulled out, making you shiver at the feeling of his seed on your back. His hands let go of you and he dropped his body next to yours. You turned your head slightly to be able to breathe, closing your eyes in deep shame. You tried to not cry, you tried to not throw up and more importantly you tried your best to not cill him. You were dying to jump up and crack a vase over his head. “I’m sorry, this, was very much needed.” he moved closer to you, and tried to touch your face softly. Your hands slapped him, hit him and he reacted immediately, grabbing your hands with his. You could feel bruises grow on your wrists, still trying to give him any sort of pain. “Stop this.” he said seriously, pinning you down to the bed. You still tried hit him with your legs, feeling his knees push your legs down and bringing you even more pain. “Stop all of it, go wash and come to bed.” you stared at him not moving, nodding your head quickly. He let go of you and watched you closely. You stood up, pulling your dress down and grabbing your phone from behind the pillow so he wouldn’t notice. Getting to the wardrobe you tried to pick an outfit so you’ll have multiple layers of clothes. Taking everything to shower with you, you locked the door, calling an Uber. Your eyes ran over the room for a sharp object, but you could not find any, jumping into warm water and quickly getting out of it. Putting on all of it you tried to not look in the mirror, you knew you looked like someone who was raped just a minute ago. You gulped throwing the thoughts of calling Jinyoung in the farthest corner of your brain. It was not the time to involve him in this. You sighed and opened the door, not seeing Johnny in the room. You were quick-witted enough to put on the shoes that you had in the room, instead of putting something on at the exit. You went back to bathroom, turning the water back on and closing the door. Your eyes ran over the room, grabbing your backpack while you had the chance and quickly putting everything that gotten in your way there.

Your fingers held onto the handle of the door, opening it slowly. You couldn’t see Johnny and it scared you more than you thought it would. He probably was in the kitchen. You got out of the room, moving your body against the wall so you won’t get into his sight even if he turns around. Your heart was beating in your ears, two steps away from the door, you could feel yourself failing. Your fingers were finally able to reach the door handle and you grabbed it, opening it in one swift motion. It probably made too much sound but you were close to running away from him and you couldn’t care anymore. You closed the door, turning around at the moment you did so, seeing Johnny’s confused eyes on you. He took a step towards you and you shut the door, running down the stairs. Feeling dizzy counting every step to now fall down. You ran out of the building, seeing the Uber that was waiting for you.

“Please, quickly. I need you to go quickly.” you shouted and the driver did as you wished, moving away the second you shut the door. Your eyes looked at the entrance of Johnny’s house, only seeing him run out when the car was driving away. It probably looked like a passing by Uber to him. You sighed and closed your eyes but still felt your hands shake.

“Are you safe?” the driver asked and you raised your eyes, meeting his.

“Yeah, yeah.” you smiled at him. “Just met some difficulties. I hope I’ll be better from now on. Thank you for asking.” he nodded at you and focused his eyes back on the road.

-

Checking into hotel you quickly got to your floor, finding the room and locking the door with every lock there was. You dropped the backpack on the floor, walking to the window and closing it with the blackout curtains. The room became pitch black and you liked it this way. You crawled over to the bed, taking off your clothes at the same time. Your fingers snaked your phone out of your pocket, turning it off just to keep yourself from Johnny. You hid your body under the softest duvet and closed your eyes to calm down. It was 5 pm and you fell asleep unconsciously, waking up only the next day.

-

“I’m so glad you’re here.” you whispered and sat up on the bed, leaning to Jinyoung. “I was too afraid to call you myself.”

“It’s all good, I’m here, that’s all that matters.” you watched him move his face closer to yours, you held your breathe, wondering if he wanted to kiss you. If he wanted you too.

“I still love you. Do you love me too?”

“I do.” he whispered into your lips, holding you in place with his hand.

“Good to know.” you inhaled and felt him crush his lips against yours.

Jinyoung pushed you to lay back down with his hands, caressing your neck with his thumb. His other hand crawled over your stomach to your back, unclasping your bra. You tried to stroke him, lowering your hand to his zipper and moving it up and down. Your other caressed his waist, but no matter what you did you couldn’t feel him harden under your touch. You moved your hand from his crotch onto his side, thrusting your hips slowly against his. Moving your hand back to him you weren’t understanding.

“Jinyoung, what’s wrong?“ your hands held his head, trying to see his eyes. He didn’t let you, dropping his head onto your shoulder. “I… You don’t want me? That’s fine.” you ran your fingers through his hair, feeling how his body weight made it heavy for you to breathe.

“No, it’s different.”

“What is it? You can tell me.” he raised his head, looking at you, and you caressed his cheek reassuringly.

“My friend… he…” you watched his face expression trying to understand what he was saying.

“Your friend what…?” you asked confused not even knowing what to think of it.

“He’s…He’s here, he waits for me.”

“Okay…You have to go?”

“No, he’s going to come here.”

“Why?”

“You’ll find out soon.” he moved from you, sitting up.

“What?” you asked confused.

“Johnny.” Jinyoung said loudly and the door opened. Your eyes ran from the guy that entered the room to the one that sat right next to you.

“Jinyoung?”

“I’m sorry, he should take you home.”

“Jinyoung, please, don’t let him. He’s going to hurt me.” you cried and held onto his hand.

“Please let go of me and leave with Johnny.”

“Jinyoung, please.” you couldn’t see because of tears but you felt Johnny’s strong grip on your hand, pulling you to stand up. You screamed loudly, definitely drawing attention, but no one tried to help. Jinyoung stared at you while Johnny was trying to take you with him, breaking your arms while you tried to free yourself from him.

You shut your mouth, feeling his teeth over your ear.

“Come on angel, stop crying, we’re going to live a happy life together.”

You jumped up from the bed, feeling cold tears on your eyes. Scanning the room, there obviously wasn’t any Jinyoung, nor Johnny. You stood up and opened the curtains. It seemed to be a new day. Dropping you body back on the bed, you turned on the TV, skipping through every channel there was. You felt hungry and grabbed the room service menu, picking the food of your choice. The nightmare you just had made you nervous and scared, you asked the staff of the hotel to just knock and leave the food under your door, you were scared if Johnny knew already where you were. Your eyes landed on your phone, that was laying lifelessly on the bed side table. You turned it on, staring at the logo while it was loading. A knock on the door made you startled, slowing your heart after you heard a ladies voice saying ‘Room Service’. You ran up to the door listening to her steps getting further away. You opened the door slightly, taking the cart inside of your room and locking the door once again. Fear was all you could feel, but hunger was about to fight with it. You sat back down on bed, staring at the TV, where one of the Sponge Bob episodes began. Your phone vibrated, probably loading all the notifications you received from yesterday and you grabbed it, scrolling through. Skipping a couple of mindless Instagram and Twitter notifications, you scrolled to what you were expecting to see. Johnny’s texts and missed calls.

From: Johnny

“come home, don’t be a fool, it’s cold outside.”

“why did you ran away?”

“Y/n, seriously, it’s 11, come back home.”

“are you sleeping on the street?”

“of course not, that’s foolish of me. you’re with Jinyoung, should I come to his place and take you from him?”

“reply to me.”

“fuck you. don’t even imagine coming back to my place and taking your things, you get me?”

“no way you’re coming back to me after sleeping with him.”

“what you’re going to do without your passport and ID anyway?”

“huh, so you took it? I can’t find it.”

“okay, good for you. you’ll definitely need it.”

You read through his messages and felt like you could feel his hands on you again. You closed your eyes and almost had a heart attack when your phone called, you opened your eyes immediately only to breathe out relaxed. Jinyoung’s name lit up your screen.

“Yeah?” you said weakly, clearing your throat afterwards.

“Oh, hi. I didn’t know you’d pick up so quickly. My messages weren’t delivered again and I thought I’d call to see if you blocked me again.”

“No, no. I didn’t block you in the first place.”

“I know, I know… I just realised, that I told you all those things and then dropped you off at Johnny’s, you probably had a conversation… I was just worried to be honest. This was definitely not one of my brightest ideas.” he went quiet and you did too. “You’re here?” he asked with his softest tone when you didn’t reply.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m sorry. We did have a conversation, but I’m completely fine.” you smiled and wondered if he could sense the fakeness in the tone of your voice. “I turned my phone off when I went to sleep, I just woke up, I’m sorry I made you worry.”

“I’m just glad you’re fine. I thought… it’s Sunday, do you want to hang out…? I thought we could eat together. We didn’t get to talk about our lives properly yesterday. I can pick you from Johnnys…” he paused.

“It’s a great idea, it’s just… I’m not at Johnny’s.”

“You’re not? Where are you?”

“I’m…”

“I can pick you up wherever you want to.”

“Maybe next weekend?” you wanted to see him the most, you were dying to see him once again, take a better look at his face and maybe touch his fingers, but you were too scared he’d see Johnny’s fingerprints on your neck. You were afraid he’d notice bruises on your wrists, you were scared to make him upset, you were scared he’d want to do anything about it.

“I… I really hoped to see you today.”

“Yeah…?”

“Yeah, I just thought a lunch would be nice.” his voice sounded low, he cleared his throat and you could hear him gulp through the phone.

“I just had a nightmare where you dragged me to Johnny, and now you’re insisting on seeing me as if the dream was true.”

“Oh.” he gasped.

“I’m joking, I don’t think you’re going to drag me to Johnny. You’re the only person in this city I still can trust.” you said it only realising how sad your life is afterwards.

“Anyway… I’m glad you’re well, just let me know, if you’ll want to see me. Any time.”

“Yeah, sure.” You said enthusiastically, finally paying attention to food you ordered.

“I guess, see you, then?” he said it as if he didn’t want to hang up.

“Yeah.” you said once again. “See you.”

“Bye.” he sighed and you could hear the silence that surrounded him. You nibbled onto your lower lip debating.

“Jinyoung?” you said when it felt like he already hung up.

“Yeah?” his voice sounded hopeful.

“If you really want to just hang out today, you can come over to where I’m staying… we could eat together.”

“Okay, yeah. That’s cool.”

“Cool, I’ll send you the address, deal?”

“Yeah, what time should I come?”

“Doesn’t matter, whenever you want to.”

“Okay, I’ll come soon then.”

“Okay.” you nodded as if he was able to see you.

“Wait, what you want to eat?”

“Hm… anything will do. Just something yummy. I trust your taste.”

“Okay, see you.”

“Bye bye.” you smiled to yourself.

[missgineaus]

but here's some got7 hp/hogwarts headcanons:

jaebum

gryffindor | 7th year prefect

best subject: care of magical creatures

looks like he should be attending durmstrang instead but is the softest for the first years actually

is only supposed to have one cat on hogwarts grounds but ahahahaha 😉

animals love jaebum ok they love him like unicorns just walk up to him and chew on his hair

jinyoung says that's why he's prematurely balding lol

"maybe" blew up his feather in his first transfiguration class lol

jinyoung

ravenclaw | 6th year prefect

best subject: arithmancy

whoever said ravenclaws were weak clearly never met jinyoung

some say if you take his™ study table in the library, you'll be fed to the merpeople in the lake

it's leviOsa not leviosA

one time jinyoung forgot his outer robe in ravenclaw tower and made everyone on the moving staircase trip cuz of his peach 🍑

probably has discussions on magical theory with professors

mark

hufflepuff | 7th year prefect

he’s a nice fuck boy ok lol

best subject: defense against the dark arts

is really cute and people mistake him for a 4th year often even though he's one of the oldest 7th years

can kick your ass in a duel (competitive af man)

no really so competitive that sparks will fly from his wand when he’s incensed

no one paid attention to him until he dyed his hair blonde once in 4th year and um wow yeah now everyone knows who he is lol

spins his wand in his hand like one spins a dagger and it's the hottest thing wtf

amazing with non verbal spell work -all his spells are probably non verbal actually

people hate that cuz they never know what he uses agains them in a duel and they lose

jackson

slytherin | 7th year head boy

best subject: charms -

In A Different Game

RICH IN MY A M B I T I O N

knows everybody, if you think jackson doesn't know you ❌wrong❌ he does

is really silly and is the first person to laugh at himself and is actually a really good head boy because he's not intimidating and the younger years feel safe and laugh around him

doesn't change the fact he's smart

people really forget he's smart even tho he's head boy it's a little ridiculous

both his parents are charmsmaters and he wants to be one too

can always find him in the kitchens eating organic -house elves love him ok

youngjae

gryffindor | 6th year

best subject: herbology

can sing plants into bloom

the only person the mandrakes probably don't scream at lol

holds tutoring sessions for herbology in one of the greenhouses wow he's so nice

bambam swears the stars shine on youngjae during astronomy class

will steal your treacle tart

literally right off your plate

is probably a really go0d beater even tho he’s not on the quidditch team

in the frog choir

made jaebum also join the frog choir haha

probably interns at the infirmary cuz he wants to a healer or at least going into healing herbology

has a tattoo of a plant but no one has ever seen the whole thing

bambam

gryffindor | 5th year

best subject: transfiguration

has quick fashion fixes using his transfiguration skills

has turned yugyeom into a frog at least once

yugyeom thought it was cool

jinyoung did not

one time he and mark sneaked out to get some snacks at hogsmeade and would have gotten caught by a professor patrolling the corridors if bambam didn't transfigure them into intricate tapestries

seriously the detail in his transfigurations are no joke

has a scrapbook of magical and non magical photos of him and his friends more heavily warded than the trunk with his designer clothes

professors really like him lol

yugyeom

ravenclaw | 5th year

best subject: potions

the one subject he's naturally better at than jinyoung but jinyoung will never admit this

tried to fight the giant squid

probably brewed amortentia and made people smell it and found out half the schools crushes

has a secret magical dandelion tattoo that changes colors

says every potion is EEEEEEASYYYY

probably actually likes the history of magic - like spews the most randomest facts at inconvenient times it’s so annoying lol

...and because im a markson ho i gotta include them is this au right haha here's some additional markson/gen js hcs!

markson

probably like the loudest couple theyre always yelling and laughing -theyre too cute tho so its hard telling them to shut up

jackson sometimes uses his headboy status to excuse his class tardiness and why he’s so out in the corridors late at night to walk mark to class and back to the hufflepuff common room

actually since hes head boy and has a room to himself, mark and the rest of their friends probably crash in jacksons room at least 3/7 days lol

actually now that we’re on jackson -everyone forgets he’s a slytherin cuz they think he’s too nice for his house

and he’s not fake nice he’s actually sincerely kind

but his drive and will to succeed at what he wants is unparalleled (PLAY JACKSON'S ENTIRE DISCOGRAPHY COME ON)

he sleeps the least out of his friends cuz hes always studying or practicing spell work or wand movements or reviewing notes

some of the first years think jackson a slytherin cuz his robes changed to a green color cuz he eats so much vegetables and drinks so much green tea LOL

original twitter thread | originally posted 18 feb 2019

[mumuyah]

fly with me, jinji au

"With your lights shining on you in sorrow

Will your colors fill this space?

Like a bird locked in a cage

It seemed like you were just waiting for me"

reposted from my twt (mumuyah)

jinji au

do not plagiarize

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Jisoo was in the bathroom when she heard his muffled voice through the door. 

He was talking to someone—his mom, she assumed. She twisted the knob of the shower to make sense of their words but she only understood one word out of their conversation: her name. 

Jisoo heaved a deep breath before resuming her shower. Before she knew it, time passed. Her supposedly quick shower turned into thirty minutes.

Jinyoung's mom was gracious enough to lend her his old clothes. His white t-shirt was loose on her and his pants even more so; she had to roll and fold it a few times in the waist so it wouldn't fall. 

She took a peek before heading out the bathroom. The coast was clear. It was quiet in his family home. She wondered where he was. 

She padded softly from the threshold of the bathroom to his room. It was a short trip.

When she opened the door to his childhood bedroom, Jisoo was surprised to see him sitting on the floor next to his bed and looking intently at his phone. She didn't know why she was so shocked. He told her he was going to Jinhae after all. 

He's really here, she thought. She watched him silently and took note of the slight frown on his brows and his tired demeanor. He must be very, very tired. Dapat hindi ka na nag-inarte, Jisoo. You're tiring him out too.

Panic and fear surged from within her but she subdued it before it surfaced on her face when he finally noticed her. She mustered a small smile. 

"Hi."

"Hey," Jinyoung greeted, beckoning her over to his side. 

Jisoo sat gingerly next to him, his arm automatically coming around her while her head found a place on his shoulder. 

They didn't say anything for a while. She didn't know why. She had a lot to say last night but none of it escaped now. She didn't know where to start.

He had a lot of questions when he called but he only had one now. "Are you okay?"

She didn't answer. She didn't know the answer to his question. Well, she knew but she didn't want to bother him. The important thing was that he's here. With her. 

But why is he here with me? She wondered. 

But she squashed the thought before it consumed her. She focused on his breathing. The rhythmic movement of his body—his chest moving up and down—eventually pulled her to sleep. 

It was just past noon when she woke up.

Jinyoung was still asleep when she rose from the bed to pee. When she got back, he was awake, staring blankly ahead.

Jisoo stood by the closed door, her hand clutching the knob. Jinyoung still looked worn out even after sleeping. She worried her lip, feeling overwhelmed again. She shouldn't have gone to Jinhae. What the hell was she thinking?

I didn't think think this through. Why am I so selfish? She blinked rapidly, trying to disperse the tears away. She willed it away, like the way she wants to will herself away. Stop. Stop this, Kim Jisoo.

"Don't."

Her gaze snapped to Jinyoung. He had a fixed look on her. It made her look away.

"Come here." 

She obliged but she sat cautiously on the bed, far away from him. 

He came to her anyway. 

"What's wrong, hmm?"

She wasn't looking at him. She kept her eyes low, so her line of sight was at her hands on her lap. They were thin, calloused and dry. They said that having such hands indicated one worked hard. 

However, it didn't feel like that way to her. She's been working, sure, but she didn't know if anything good came to fruition to any of it. 

She had hands but they were useless. She might as well cut it from her body.

His hand reached out for hers but she was quick to hide it behind her. 

Her actions only troubled Jinyoung more. He inched closer to her, angling his head low so he can look at her face. "Hey, ano ba? Natatakot na ako sa'yo. Makikipagbreak ka na ba?"

"We should break up." She whispered. "I'm a waste of your time."

"What are you saying?" Jinyoung lifted her chin up so they can properly look at each other. "May nagawa ba ako?"

"No, it's not you. You're great. Always attentive and nice and you work so hard. I—" she swallowed. "I'm— I'm the problem. You deserve someone better. Someone who isn't a good-for-nothing."

He became silent. And then, "did something happen at work?" 

That did it for her. 

The tears she held back one by one dropped and then she couldn't stop anymore.

"Nothing's happening to me. I feel like I'm working and working and no matter how hard I'm working it's just useless. The shoot—" she drew her lips into line. She shouldn't complain about it. It's her work. He has nothing to do with it. He has his own drama to worry about. 

"Your drama?"

"It's hard. I don't know if I'm cut out for it. But I should be grateful that they gave me a chance to be in it, 'di ba? Na dapat mas galingan ko pa dahil doon. But at the back of my mind, I can't help but fee what's the use? lt's going to fail because of me. Because they decided to cast me. Why did they cast me in the first place? I'm inexperienced and untalented. Nagiging burden lang ako for them. It's going to be a disappointment because I'm a disappointment. Ang daming masasayang na pagod dahil sa akin.

"And I'm," she lowered her voice. She leaned into him for support because if she didn't then she might break completely. "I'm so tired. I don't know why I'm doing any of this. This life... It doesn't mean anything."

Jinyoung let her weep, engulfing her in his hug. The door creaked slightly open and he met his mother's eyes. She mouthed her concerns about Jisoo and Jinyoung only nodded. She left them shortly afterwards.

When Jisoo eventually calmed down, Jinyoung sat her upright, making sure she was looking at him when he started talking. 

"One, they hired you to be the lead because you auditoned for it and you passed. Among the thousands who stood before the director, the writer and whoever else is in that casting room—they chose you. That means something. That you have the talent and skills to carry it. You are inexperienced—yes, that much is true—but inexperience does not mean failure. 

Two, you do not carry the burden of success alone. Hindi lang ikaw ang gumagalaw sa set. There are other actors, the production team and many more working behind the scenes. Ikaw lang yung unang nakikita kasi ikaw ang haharap sa screen pero hindi ibig sabihin no'n ay ikaw ang may kasalanan kung bakit hindi ito magiging successful.

"But it will be successful. I know it. Because you're in it and I know you. You work hard; you've always had. It's just the nerves talking. Remember when we first emcee'd? You were nervous too. You thought you would make mistakes and yes, you did. But you became better at it because you didn't give up. You always try and you're diligent. Siguro ngayon, hindi mo pa nakikita yung fruits of labor mo. But you will. Someday.

"Three, nobody knows what they're doing." Jinyoung shrugged. "Hell, I don't know what I'm doing most of the time. If it makes sense or if it's worth it."

"You d-don't? But always seem so sure."

He scoffed. "Me? Nah. I pretend that I know shit pero wala talaga akong alam. That's what people do. They fake it and waddle on through life. I think that's how people actually achieve things. They suck it up until things ease up a bit before things get fucked up again."

"I hate that. Why do we have to suffer only to become happy? And why is happiness so short-lived? Why do we have to hurt again?"

"I don't know." He replied honestly. He placed a hand on her cheek, running his thumb over her skin. "I only know it will become more difficult in the future. It never gets easy for any of us. When things are too easy, life becomes stale. We don't look forward to anything more. In trying times, we hope and strive for reprieve. Maybe that's what we'll all get—a lick of relief—before things crumble down again. But at the very least, we've experienced it and we'll keep looking for the taste again and again and again."

"Lastly, Jisoo… if you get tired of trying and if things are too difficult for you to handle, know that I'm here for you." He patted her cheek lovingly. "You don't have to look for me somewhere else. I'm a call away."

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make you travel all the way here?" Jisoo pursed her lips.

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make me not want to go back to Seoul. I miss this place too much." Jinyoung looked at his surroundings. A place filled with the remnants of a time where he was always happy. His home.

When we look back in our past, why does it seem that we are the happiest when we are children? What do we have to do in order to bring that worry-free child version of ourselves into our adult life?

"Maybe we shouldn't go back." Jisoo said after a while.

Jinyoung had considered it before. Staying in Jinhae, remaining within the familiar. He sometimes still thinks about it. 

But things in the past will live in the past, no matter how much he tries to replicate it. The memories, the feelings—they will abide in the laws of time. 

"I would love to stay." Jinyoung answered honestly. "But I don't have the money to pay back production if I don't finish the drama. Sadly, hindi ako pinagpala ng Dior."

Jisoo made a face and he chuckled. "Do you want me to put in a good word for you? We have Maria Grazia Churri's contact info."

"Wow! Close." He joked.

"I did inspire her to make a whole collection." They both laughed at her haughty reply.

And then, "sorry. I made you travel all the way here. Sabi ko naman sa'yo babalik na lang ako ng Seoul." 

"It's fine. Na-miss ko rin luto ni mama. Come on. I think she made boiled pork belly for us." 

Jinyoung stood up, pulling Jisoo along with him. They stumbled on his tiny desk in the corner and knocked some of the books over. They stared at it guiltily before cracking up again. 

Jisoo didn't know why she found stacking up math and science work books funny. It was silly and light and so different from what she was feeling before. 

And then they heard his mom knock at his door, warning them that they better not be doing any funny business under her roof, and she shrieked in laughter more it made her stomach hurt.

But a good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that she will remember for a long time. 

Jinyoung gazed at her fondly, curled in his childhood bed with her body still shaking in mirth… 

It's good to be home.

[sweetestofchaos]

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[lokislytherin]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 외모지상주의 | Lookism Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hong Jae Yeol | Jay/Park Hyung Suk | Daniel, Hong Jae Yeol | Jay & Park Hyung Suk | Daniel, Hong Jae Hye | Joy & Hong Jae Yeol | Jay, Hong Kyeongyeong | Steve & Hong Jae Yeol | Jay Characters: Hong Jae Yeol | Jay, Park Hyung Suk | Daniel, Hong Jae Hye | Joy, Hong Kyeongyeong | Steve Additional Tags: Crack Treated Seriously, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hong Jae Yeol | Jay has Daddy Issues, Dad Hong Jae Yeol | Jay, Children, Family Dynamics, Family Feels, Falling In Love, Pining, Unrequited Love

Summary: during his search for the missing love of his life, hong jaeyeol finds a five year old version of park hyungseok. what else can he do but raise the child as his own?

[sweetkpopmusings]

got7 as poems from richard siken's "crush"

mark: "unfinished duet"

He wants to be tender / and merciful. That sounds overly valorous. / Sounds like penance. And his hands? / His hands keep turning into birds and / flying away from him. Him being you. / Yes. Do you love yourself? I don't have to / answer that.

jaebum: "snow and dirty rain"

and this is the map of my heart, the landscape / after cruelty which is, of course, a garden, which is / a tenderness, which is a room, a lover saying Hold me / tight, it's getting cold.

jackson: "scheherazade"

that means / we're inconsolable. / Tell me how all this and love too, will ruin us. / These, our bodies, possessed by light. / Tell me we'll never get used to it.

jinyoung: "saying your names"

the names of flowers that open only once, / shouted from balconies, shouted from rooftops, / or muffled by pillows, or whispered in sleep, / or caught in the throat like a lump of meat.

youngjae: "visible world"

Sunlight pouring across your skin, your shadow / flat on the wall. / The dawn was breaking the bones of your heart like twigs. / You had not expected this

bambam: "dirty valentine"

We know how the light works, / we know where the sound is coming from. / Verse. Chorus. Verse. / I'm sorry. We know how it works. The world is no longer mysterious.

yugyeom: "driving not washing"

They want you to love the whole damn world but you won't, / you want it all narrowed down to one fleshy man in the bath, / who knows what to do with his body, with his hands.

[got7paradisejust4u]

GOT7 Scenario - Pride ~ Park Jinyoung

Post Date: 19th June 2022 Content: Fluff + Smut - Non Binary!Jinyoung/ Bisexual F!Reader WC: 2.5K TW?: Pegging/ Sub!Jinyoung/ Dom!Reader/ Gentle throat grabbing/ Spanking/ Little bit of degration - I dont want to have to put this here but this is FANFIC, an AU if you must, so please don’t shit on this for me making Jinyoung non binary!

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This was requested by anon who messaged me the request, I really hope you guys like this one, it’s very different to what I usually write so I hope I’ve done it well! Also happy pride month babies! <3 ______________________________________________________________

“Y/N...” Jinyoung speaks softly, holding your hand whilst you both watch one of your favourite films that you like to binge over and over again, “Yes Jinnie?” you reply, sweetly smiling at them, watching them as their smile turns into a small frown. “I need to tell you something... And I won’t blame you if you change your mind about this relationship...”. You give them a confused look as there could be nothing that could change your relationship, Jinyoung meant the world to you and no matter what, you’d always be by their side. 

With a short sigh, and a look down into their lap, they build up the confidence to share their secret with you, “I think I’m non-binary, and I want to go by they/them,” they panic when your face unscrews from a confused one to a small smile, giggling at them a little before confirming with Jinyoung that nothing could change your opinion on them, “I love you and the way you are, and sure thing, my sweetheart”. All Jinyoung could do was smile sweetly at you happy that you’ve accepted them for who they are. Though you found yourself unsure about yourself, hoping to be as confident as Jinyoung to find out and tell them one day. You worshipped the ground they walked on, how could you not admire them for everything and anything.

~

It’s been a year since Jinyoung came out to you and you couldn’t help but be so excited that they’d ask for your help when finding them clothes that’ll suit them, especially when they need a little confidence boost picking out the cutest cropped top and shorts with little converses, you found joy in helping them be comfortable in themselves and you couldn’t wait to treat them at during Pride month. 

You couldn’t contain your excitement when you scrolled through your phone and realised that there was going to be a PRIDE event in your town in a day. You squeal to yourself, throwing yourself off the couch as you shuffle to the kitchen, finding your beloved making themselves a cup of coffee. Jinyoung jumps at the sounds of the taps of your feet getting closer mixed with excited noises coming from you, “Hey, you okay sweetie?” they ask, hiding a smirk when they see the grin that appears on your face when they realise you’re there.

Your arms snake around their torso, looking up at them with big eyes, bottom lip sticking out, “Can we go to the pride festival in town tomorrow please~?”. Jinyoung couldn’t help but laugh at your request, pulling you in for a hug, “Of course we can babe”. And that was that a date was made from this and you were both so excited, especially you since you bought both of your outfits, a cute but masculine overall with a black t-shirt and rainbow socks to go with your Doc Martens, and cute little white skirt paired with the cutest jumper and high-knee socks for Jinyoung, you couldn’t wait for the day to roll around. 

The sound of people starting to cheer early in the morning woke you up, as your eyes flutter to get used to the sunlight, such good weather for such a special day. You roll over in bed to come face-to-face with Jinyoung, who’s peacefully still awake as you caress their cheek, placing a softest kiss on their forehead, accidentally waking them up, “I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t mean to wake you up,” you whisper, a tiny smile on your face as their eyes open to meet yours, going all soft as they pull the covers over their head, turning into a little, “5 more minutes please~” they whine as you giggle, meeting them under the sheets as they nuzzle into your chest. 

It was bliss, the small cuddle that was shared cured the tiredness, both gaining energy from an extra 5 minutes doing nothing, and all there was, was excitement ready for the day as you both race to get breakfast scoffed down your throats and get ready to go out. 

Jinyoung couldn’t help but blush when looking at themselves in the mirror, admiring the outfit you had bought them to wear specifically for this day, feeling very confident as they do a little twirl, no body dysmorphia anywhere to be seen in this very moment. “My baby is so pretty~” you coo, making Jin jump, not realising you were watching them in their moment, causing their face to go bright red from embarrassment, “Don’t get embarrassed, you look amazing! Do you feel it?” you ask with a full grin and they nod, holding back tears of joy as you take them into your grasp, holding them tight. 

As you pull away, you remember the last and final gift that you had made for them, rushing to crawl on the floor to look under the bed, rustling about then pulling out a flag, the Non-Binary flag, with your initials sewn into the corner so it was extra special. You rush back towards your Jinnie as you wrap it around them, making a loose not at the front so it draped over the back of them. The look of happiness in Jinnie’s eyes made you want to cry, you were so happy that they were happy with this, and with them being excepted for who they are, it encouraged you to finally come to terms with your own demons on finding out who you were and you were ready to tell them when the timing was right. 

“Thank you,” Jinyoung whispered, clutching onto the tied front as they put out their hand for you to take, “Are you ready to go?”, you shake with excitement as you take the hand, nodding as you make your way out of the house before suddenly stopping, realising that you haven’t done their makeup yet, insisting that you must at least put a little eyeliner and eyeshadow to match their flag before eventually realising that you’ve spent so much doing makeup. You rush out of the house, taking in the sun, admiring the colourful street and all of the amazing people celebrating such an important day. 

The day couldn’t get even more special even if it tried, it was like a daydream, rainbow banners and streamers filled the streets, which glistened in the sunlight, everyone smiling and laughing, dancing to the music and creating great friends, as you walk into your perfect dream of what a pride event could look like, keeping hold of Jinyoung’s hand as you pull them through the crowds, pulling them in for a little passionate kiss, cupping their cheek whilst everyone cheered you on, sharing the love as they kiss their loved ones, and others sharing lovable hugs. 

The crowds move forward with the parade as you both giggle, dancing whilst you followed, taking Jinyoung’s hand, twirling them, making their skirt flow in the light breeze, making them giggle as you pull them in, holding them tight before continuing to dance alongside the movement of the crowd.

As everyone cheered for the many acts that rotated on and off the stage at the other end of the town, you take this moment to offer drinks to Jinyoung who shyly accepts, “Here’s to us, and being proud of who and what we are!” you click your cups in a mini toast as you down your drink.

“Jinnie, baby...” you say, twirling your foot on the floor shyly as they look up at you ready for you to continue now they have their attention on you, “I just want to say I’m so proud of you for how far you’ve come with your confidence, and for having the confidence to tell me about your secret, now it’s mine to tell you mine. Thanks to you, I built the confidence to come out myself, I’m bisexual”. All Jinyoung could do in response was hug you, telling you how proud they were of you for coming out, glad that the feeling was mutual, finally. “Here’s to the both of us!” they turn their head to kiss you, making it a little more heated than it needs to be, probably from happiness and excitement so you brush it off and enjoy the moment.

For hours, you take in the very special day for the both of you, making so many friends and taking in every moment that you could, taking as many photos as your phones could handle and just letting yourselves be free and freely open at who you are.

You were chatting to your newly made friend, about your lives, and how happy you were that your special person has become confident in themselves now that they’re out and proud, and at that moment, you realise that someone was getting really close to Jinyoung, and getting really flirty. You knew you shouldn’t get jealous, you knew you could trust them, and you couldn’t blame people for wanting to talk to them, they’re a beautiful human being, but the way Jinyoung was getting really flirty back made you get so jealous and it was visible. 

“Give me a sec, sorry,” you aplologise to your new friend and link your arm around Jinyoung’s waist, pulling them close to you as you kiss their cheek, “You okay handsome?” They ask, turning to you and kissing your cheek sweetly, you nod in return and smile respectfully at the person they were talking to, introducing yourself, “Hey, I’m Y/N, Jinnie’s girlfriend~” as you put your hand out for them to shake, which they were more than happy to do so, “You’re so lucky to have such a beautiful partner!” they reply, taking a last smile at Jinyoung before getting distracted by one of their own friends.

“Is someone getting jealous?” Jinnie teases, acting innocent to their own actions as you grit your teeth, weirdly finding their fake innocence really sexually attractive, “No, just protective over what’s mine,” you pull them close to you, smirking as you grab their ass as no one is looking, making their face go bright red, followed by a small giggle, excited to see where their actions take them. 

So they continue, every once in a while, when in conversation with someone, they’d slowly become a little more flirty with intentions of making you jealous, playing the innocent card every time you look over and they catch you doing so. But the more they did it, the more you just wanted to show them that they weren’t to share with anyone. “You better behave~” you bite, subtly grabbing their throat, and biting their lip gently, which just made them give a little smirk, “Or what~” they reply, a little cocky but still a little shy as they give puppy eyes. All you could do was scoff at that moment, “Wait until we get home,” you say firmly.

That’s exactly what they did. Patiently waited for you guys to get ready to head back to the house after a long, busy but very good and eventful day. 

You don’t know why your jealousy made you so needy to have them beg your name, but it didn’t help that they looked incredible in their outfit, they looked too good for their own good and their confidence in said outfit drove you insane, no wonder they were trying to get you to get jealous, they knew it’ll drive you mad with lust to touch them.

The keys click in the lock as you open the front door to the house, trying to act like nothing was wrong until they at least take foot inside the door before reacting in any way. You make a gesture for them to walk in first as you followed behind, locking the door. As you walk into the living room, you’re met with an “innocent” Jinyoung, who’s sitting on the couch, waiting for you to join them. 

Your tongue pressed against the inside of your cheek as you catch a glimpse of Jinyoung smirking at you which quickly turns into a shy smile, a soft rose blush appears on their cheeks, “I don’t know what you think you’re playing at, but you’re not getting away with it,” you scoff, towering over them as they gulp, looking up at you like they’ve done no such thing wrong. “Don’t look at me like that,” you continue, your hand riding up their thigh, up to their torso then having a soft but firm grip on their throat, “Now be a good little whore and get into that bedroom”, as they do as you demand, you follow behind, already got a plan in mind for what you have in store.

Jinyoung looks at you with a soft look, reaching their arms out to hold you but you grab them, turning them around and bend them over the bed, swiftly grabbing the cuffs from the bedside table drawers and cuffing their hands behind their back. “You’re in for a treat, little one~” you whisper into their ear as they whimper in both excitement and worry for what they may have in store from the aftermath of what they caused.

Momentarily leaving them bent over on the bed, pondering about what’s going to happen, you grab your strap from the drawer, putting it on ready to give them the treatment they deserved before turning to your position behind them, teasing at the bottom of the skirt, slowly lifting it up to reveal their ass cheeks. With a swift hand movement, you strike a slap across it, receiving a little whimper from them as you strike again.

“Please fuck me~” Jinyoung whimpers, crying from the pleasure of your hand slapping their ass, as you think about it for a brief second, contemplating on whether or not to give them what they want after their behaviour, but this worked in your favour, “Are you going to play up and try to make me jealous again?” you ask, rubbing your hand on their ass. They shake their head in response, “Wrong way to respond, my love,” as they whimper, ass getting red raw from the slaps you’ve hit on it, “I promise I won’t play up again~” they cry, quite literally with pleasure and desperation to be fucked.

“Good,” you hiss, as you pull down their underwear, ensuring to put enough lube on the strap and on their ass to be able to gently and safely enter them without causing any pain. You steady yourself behind them as you line the tip of the dildo to their asshole, “Are you ready, little one?”, receiving a little whimper of a yes from them as you take it slow, entering them and getting them used to the size of the dildo before picking up the pace, making them weak at the knees and moan in pleasure. 

“Ah fuck, yes, just like that~” they scream, as the pleasure becomes a little too much, as you hit their g-spot over and over, causing them to break under pressure, coming all over themselves as you continue to ride them through their high. “Good little whore, that’s it, moan my name,” you whisper, leaning down to kiss the back of their head, and they do as you requested. 

As you pull out, you let them have a moment to gather themselves, taking off the strap before pulling them up onto the bed, taking them into your arms as they cuddle into your chest, laying on you, “I promise to be good,” they breathlessly let out, as you chuckle to yourself, running your fingers through their hair, “I know baby,” you reply, letting them come around at their own pace, “I love you”. 

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The Teacher's Pet: Kim Yugyeom

You were so stressed out this week you didn't know which way was left and which way was right. You were exhausted and your appearance was starting to mirror how you felt. You had gotten pale, and your hair was starting to get a little crazy. Your assignments were keeping you so busy you fell asleep on your math textbook and woke up with the page stuck to your face! But finally, you felt like you were on top of everything. Every assignment had been handed in and every piece of scrap paper put in its proper place so with puffy eyes and your clothes hanging off you, you entered your History class. By the looks of the other students, they seemed to be just as tired dishevelled and sleep deprived as you. It made you feel less alone. You were just nodding off when the door opened and in walked Kim Yugyeom.

A hush fell over the class. He stuck out like a sore thumb! The whole class looked a mess! Exam stress had ravaged you guys to next to nothing and here Yugyeom was, not a hair out of place! His clothes neatly fit his body and with a face that almost glowed with energy and brightness! It was like Exam week had taken all your energy and zapped him with it!

He was carrying what you supposed was Mr P's laptop and mug which was full of steaming hot cofee and he neatly placed it on the desk waiting for it's owner to arrive. The smell wafted to your nostrils and gave you a little more life. You then watched groggily as Yugyeom placed a card and box of chocolates on the desk and sat down waiting for Mr P to arrive!

Sure enough the formidable teacher strode into the classroom, greeted Yugyeom cordially and sat down at his desk, "Thank you Yugyeom for helping me bring my supplies to class! Oh, and what's this?” He gestured towards the Chocolates and card! “You're spoiling me!"

You saw from the corner of your eye that Yugyeom beamed, blushed a little and sat up a little straighter. Mr P then scanned the class "you all look a wreck! How are you supposed to learn anything! Prepare to hand in your reports today. I'm not extending the deadline so do not bother asking!"

You groaned internally. Typical Yugyeom behaviour! Always giving gifts to teachers to say "thank you for being awesome and helping us to grow into the amazing people we'll become" you snorted.

The only thing Mr P gave you was stress, a headache and more homework than you could handle! At least the report he had asked you to do had been finished. You looked in your bag for the folder containing your essay and your heart dropped. You didn't have it with you! It must have gotten mixed up while you were at home! Today was the last deadline and if you failed to hand it in you'd lose a whole semester grade!

You felt like you were in a living nightmare!

Maybe if you pinched yourself then you would wake up with your math textbook stuck to your face again! But no. This was reality. This was happening right now and your whole life flashed past you eyes! You moved your hand more frantically in your bag uselessly praying  that your assignment would be there. But you were met with air passing through your fingertips whenever you swiped through your bag! You couldn't lie, and Mr P would NEVER accept an excuse. There was nothing else to do but bite the bullet. Slowly you raised a trembling hand. Mr P's head looked up from his laptop.

"Yes Yugyeom what's the matter" he said beaming. Your heart was beating fast...did he say Yugyeom? Did he just confuse you with his favourite student?

"Sir I think you have us confused with the other class. Our assignments aren't due in until next week."

Mr P looked at Yugyeom "Are you sure? I have it clearly marked here" he said looking at his diary.

"Sir, I wouldn't lie, I specifically remember you saying that it would be due in next week."

You looked at him eyes wide with disbelief.

Kim Yugyeom THE KIM YUGYEOM lying?! To the teacher?! Now you definitely were dreaming! For a minute Mr P looked down again at his diary. You felt sure he wasn't going to believe it.

But then he lifted his head and said "Very well. I'lI make the deadline next week. It could be that with all the essays due in I've written the wrong date down. It doesn't take much! Exam season doesn’t just affect the students you know!" He chuckled. You let out a breath you didn't know you'd been holding. And you weren't alone. It seemed whole class sighed with relief with you. When the bell rang for break you walked quickly out of the classroom.

You couldn't believe you’d escaped detention and an F-grade in history!

"You're welcome!” someone said as they passed you “Next time if you need me to cover you just ask." You looked up and saw Yugyeom's shiny backpack.

"Huh," you said to yourself. Yugyeom clearly wasn’t as squeaky clean and pure as the teachers thought!

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You Have Me

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x female reader

Genre: fluff / friends to lovers

Warnings: none

Word count: 1905

A set of arms slipped around Jinyoung’s sides, making his eyes widen as he looked down to watch hands link together over his waist. He blinked, registering the warmth of the body connected to said arms now snuggling into his back, a nose pressing into the nape of his neck, nuzzling softly.

This had to be a dream.

“I just need a moment,” a mumble came from somewhere embedded in his shoulder blade, and yet he knew it was your voice that accompanied your hands around him now.

This suddenly was a delicious dream. One he didn’t want to ever wake up from.

“How long is a moment?” he asked, attempting and failing to sound teasing in his question. His voice sounded hoarse, too strained. Jinyoung was relieved that at least his body had lost its rigidness immediately, relaxing into your hold on him. He tried to look back outside at the birthday party you both had been invited to, but he was struggling to stop his senses from slipping to you.

You tightened your grip. “Well, it’s longer than a minute.”

“Is that so?”

“Mhmmm,” you hummed, turning your head, so your cheek rested against his back. “A moment is rather immeasurable at times.”

“And you need this moment to remain immeasurable?”

“Perhaps.”

“Any particular reason that you need this moment pressed into my back, Y/N?”

You sighed. Or maybe you breathed him in. He couldn’t quite tell. Jinyoung felt giddy, on the edge of something big. Something life-changing. He just hoped that when he took the fall, you remained beside him for it.

Or at least, still nestled into his back in comfort.

“Well, don’t tell the birthday boy, but between you both, your back looks more inviting than Mark’s.”

Jinyoung’s mood dampened. He didn’t want to be a better option. He wanted to be the only one you’d turn to.

“Huh,” he said, hoping his disappointment wasn’t as tangible as it felt. “Guess the gym has helped with that.”

“Maybe I should join the gym,” you commented mindlessly, and Jinyoung clamped his eyes shut, trying to stop the flashes of you working out from cementing into his brain. He couldn’t let the idea exist for more than a second. Otherwise, he’d be convincing you to join, and no doubt getting injured by being completely distracted whenever he saw you.

“Why?”

“So you can return the back hug favour!”

“Do you need a good, strong back for such a hug?” he mused, and you squeezed his middle a little.

“I don’t have a flimsy one.”

“Let me see,” he asked, whirling around in your embrace, stopping when your gaze collided with his. His eyes widened a second time, a thumb coming up to caress the now dried skin under your red eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“This doesn’t look like nothing to me.” He gestured with his free hand to your expression, the evidence of previous tears. Your hold remained firm around his middle. You weren’t ready to let go, that much was certain. “Tell me what happened.”

“I’m going home,” you whispered, and Jinyoung frowned. When he didn’t verbally reply, you let your focus fall to the arm he had placed around you, encouraging you to stay with him. “I don’t think I’m cut out for the city, you know? Well, maybe you don’t know because you’ve lived here a whole lot longer than me and I—”

“You and I both know that’s not true. You love the city, Y/N,” he cut in, trying to hide the ugly panic swirling in his chest. He didn’t want this to turn into a nightmare. Not when the dream of having you this close had felt so good.

You barked out a bitter laugh. “Yeah. I guess the city doesn’t like me then. I lost my job. You know, the one I was really excited to get a few months ago? I can’t believe that I ever was. And to be fair, I didn’t lose it on my own merit. Rather, I just couldn’t deal with Dean’s constant undermining of me anymore. I went to HR about his misconduct, and guess who the company sided with?”

“They chose him,” he answered darkly, his hand fisting the back of your shirt, so he didn’t fly off and use it elsewhere. Preferably in your ex-colleague’s face.

“Without that job, I can’t afford the city,” you whispered. “I have some savings, but not a lot, and my rent has increased, as has the price of living. So, I rang my Mum earlier and asked if I could move home. Of course, she said yes, she’s my Mum. But I feel like I failed.”

Jinyoung pulled you into him then, your head tucked in against his chest as he cradled you in comfort. He hated the disappointment in your eyes, the way you felt like you had done something wrong. The world was being cruel to one of the few people he knew that was honest, hard-working, and too selfless for their own good. He wanted to scoop you up and protect you forever, but he knew that you were far too stubborn to rely on him for anything more than this hug.

And yet…

“Move in with me,” he announced, and your head shot up from his chest, your eyes round with his statement. He nodded once, determined that he could change this play of fate. That he could keep you here a little longer. He didn’t want you to leave. Not now. Not when he was so close to soaring with the feelings he held within his chest.

But his feelings took a nosedive when you started to laugh.

“Are you serious?!” you chortled, your lips spreading into a smile laced with amusement. “You and me, living together?”

“I can’t see why it’s such a laughable option,” he mumbled, and you grinned before resting your forehead against his chest.

“We’d kill each other. I’m chaotic, whilst you have everything in your house organised and in a set routine.”

“My house has more than one bedroom. You can leave your room as messy as it suits you so long as you leave the door shut.”

“We don’t even like the same foods half the time.”

“So we’ll make compromises and cook for ourselves where necessary.”

You lifted your head but darted your gaze away before he could catch it. “I still can’t live with you.”

“Why not now? I lived in a dorm with six other guys when I was in college. If I can survive that, then—”

“I couldn’t cope seeing you bring home other women,” you said softly, barely louder than a whisper. “Instead of me.”

Had he heard you right? Dazed, Jinyoung thought over the sentence, trying to ensure he hadn’t just conjured the words out of your mouth to please his desire for you.

You took the lapse of focus to your advantage, slipping away from his embrace, the sudden coldness to his body alerting him of you running away. He managed to reach you before you got to the door, his arms now sliding around your waist, tugging you back into him. You stiffened momentarily.

“What are you doing?”

“I need a moment,” he stated gruffly, securing his grip around you. “A really long one.”

“How long is that?” you wondered quietly, the air surrounding you both now charged.

This was the moment he stepped off the edge, praying that you fell with him.

“So long that it lasts forever.”

“Jinyoung—”

“You don’t have to worry about any women coming over. Not when you’re there. Not when I have you.”

He felt your deep inhale and waited for you to release it, to say something. Anything.

“You have me?” you echoed, and Jinyoung buried his face into the side of your neck, pursing his lips into the soft skin just below your ear.

He didn’t answer verbally, allowing his body holding you to voice what it had wanted to for so long. How right you felt in his arms. How eager he had been to go from being a friend of a friend to one of your closest friends. How many nights he had spent in your company like tonight and found it impossible not to touch you, even if he had to tease you to get the chance.

If there was anyone he’d fall for, it was you.

“You have me,” you said once more, without the question in your tone. Turning around, you looked at him, eyes full of wonder. Sparkling with hope and unspoken confessions. “You’ve always had me.”

“I have?” Jinyoung asked, swallowing slowly. “Why plan to leave me then?”

“I didn’t want to believe that I was lucky enough to have you,” you told him, reaching up to cup his jaw in your hand. “It felt too much like a dream.”

“We’re awake right now. There’s no need to dream it when we can have it.”

You couldn’t bite back a snort. Jinyoung groaned loudly when you slapped a hand onto his chest, shaking with laughter. Eventually, you looked up at him. “That was so cheesy.”

“It sounded better in my head,” he lamented, sighing heavily.

“I don’t want to leave you or the city,” you stated once sober from your amusement, the hand still on his chest now scorching through his shirt. “You promise you won’t kick me out until I find a new job, at least?”

“Why am I kicking you out? Did you not connect my words? I always want you in my life, Y/N.”

You beamed at him but then twisted your lips. “I mean, I want that too, but I also know that sometimes I can really grate on your nerves. And your nagging is…”

“Is what?” he ventured when it was clear you weren’t prepared to finish the sentence.

Your lips twitched. “Brutal.”

“You know what’s brutal?” he asked, scooping you up in his arms again, trapping both your hands against his chest. “Having to hear you consider leaving me. You owe me for the heartache I just endured.”

“It’s not like I inflicted it without reason, Park Jinyoung!”

“You owe me,” he insisted, and you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah?”

He nodded, tapping a finger to his cheek. “Kiss it better.”

“Your heart isn’t up there, you idiot,” you said before ducking your head and placing a kiss over his chest. Jinyoung stilled, his grip on you loosening. He started to fall over the ledge you had sent him off, his heart rate kicking up a notch.

But you didn’t let him fall alone too far, your hands sliding up to cup his face, angling it and pressing your lips to his softly. Before he could respond, you pulled away. “There. Better?”

“Not even close,” he murmured before capturing your mouth in his, deepening the kiss by parting your mouth. You didn’t hesitate to meet his demands, the hunger he felt was pouring out of you too. His hands tangled in your hair, holding you to him, ensuring that you knew how much he wanted you, cherished you before he lifted away to take in steadying breaths.

You were stunned momentarily before you smiled. “I’m really glad I didn’t go and get a back hug from Mark now. I doubt it would have ended like this.”

Jinyoung choked on his own amusement. “For many reasons, I’m glad you didn’t either.”

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Straight as A Line

Park Jinyoung x Male Reader

cw: homophobic top jinyoung, rough sex, dubious consent, hickeys, college au, swearing at each other, cheating, feminization, porn with a little of plot, a redemption arc for jinyoung lol… 

an: lmfaoooo that redemption arc happened when my music suddenly changed to lana del rey's songs changing the whole mood, i'm so sorry if this isn't what you wanted anon 😭🙏

this was a request.

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the university where y/n was studying was planning a trip to go camping in the mountains. it was a dream trip for y/n, he could be close to nature and breathe that pure fresh air but all that sounded too nice to be true. 

"i don't know if i want to go on the trip, fuckass jinyoung is going and i don't feel like arguing with that son of a bitch" y/n tells his friend. 

jinyoung is one of those rich guys who have a lot of ass-lickers behind them, they do whatever he asks just for the money, also the guy is a fucking homophobe, when he found out that y/n is gay he started to make his life miserable. throwing slurs and swearing almost everyday towards the guy…

every student had an assigned seat “are we in school or something?” mocked jinyoung, his smile slowly fading seeing that he has to sit besides y/n “what the fuck? who put this pillow muncher beside me?” he yelled, “can you just shut the fuck up? you're not that important dude no one cares where you sit stop being a manchild” responded y/n making jinyoung's blood boil in anger.

“listen here, cocksucker. i don't want people like you near me you disgust me” he spat while signaling towards y/n with one finger. “stop signaling me you weirdo. you know that usually men who make fun of someone who is gay do it to cover up their homosexuality .. like why are you mad about me sucking a dick that's not so straight from you, jinyoung..” a grimace of laughter finding its way onto y/n's face while jinyoung's was red for the anger, y/n swear he can see the steam coming out of his ears.

jinyoung quietly accepted he lost this time and sat beside y/n ‘this is not going to stay like this’ he thought, crafting his revenge towards the guy.

it was night already, all the tents are ready and everyone is going inside them, y/n was getting ready to sleep in his sleeping bag when suddenly the zipper of his tent opens “what the fu-” a big hand covering his mouth to prevent him from making any noises. “hello motherfucker” jinyoung smiled “you thought i forgot what you said on the bus dirty whore? i think someone should teach you manners and how to be a nice obedient bitch, what do you think?”.

managing to get away from the strong grip of jinyoung's hand on his mouth y/n says “what the fuck are you talking about you fucking psycho, get out of my fucking tent before i start to scream”.

jinyoung's big veiny hand found its way towards y/n neck squeezing it hard “do it and what i'm gonna do next it's gonna be worse, you hear me?” scared by how menacing the words came out of his mouth y/n just nodded, “what do you want then, a public apology?. fucking asshole”.

“you see.. i was talking with my girlfriend and i got so horny-”, “and? do i look like some type of… friend to you? i don't wanna know shit about it” interrupted y/n. “anyways as i said” jinyoung continued “i'm so bricked that my dick is poking his way out of my shorts, so i was looking for a way to calm it but the rest of the bitches are sleeping and apparently you're the only one bitch awake so… i thought why not use this opportunity to help you be my obedient slut. after all you like cocks” he slapped gently y/n's cheeks. “fuck you” are the only words coming out of y/n's mouth…

“shh be quiet” whispered jinyoung while forcing his cock down y/n's throat, the gagging sounds making him more horny “you're so talented at cocksucking, truly a whore. you do it better than my girlfriend” he snickered while thrusting his thick cock. 

“never thought i would see you this fucked up” jinyoung was stroking his cock while y/n was laying down panting, trying to catch his breath, with spit and cum covering his face “talking about dirty whores when you can't keep that thing inside your pants. coming here like a needy bitch looking for a hole to fuck”.

jinyoung just stared at y/n with a smirk on his face “i'm not done with you slut, look at this” he pokes his rock hard cock making it bounce a little “i'm gonna wreck your boypussy. come here” his hand snaking around y/n's shorts and discarding them quickly, along with the underwear. “leave me alone whore” y/n tried to push jinyoung with his feet but the bastard was so strong… and sexy.

jinyoung spat on his fingers and rub it on y/n's rim the cold fluid sending shivers up his spine “hngh.. stop it manwhore…” the pleasure clouding his thinking. jinyoung slap his fuckmeat on the rim and slowly introduce it, drawing a loud moan grom y/n due to the stretching “shush be quiet. you don't want someone to find us right? or is that what you want? woah what a pervert” y/n just ignored the comment and sucked on jinyoung's fingers.

“is that all you got, fragile masculinity slut?. not gonna be surprised if your girlfriend kicks you, you suck at fucki-” a slap landed on y/n's cheek. “stop being a loud motherfucker and let me fuck your pussy” his anger being canalized into fucking y/n “i don't give a fuck if you like it or not” he growls “i’m only here to use you like you let other men do”.

“fuck i love the sight of your gaping pussy. after being passed around the whole university is still so tight… even more than my girlfriend's”. “can you stop mentioning her you asshole?. she deserves a better man than you” y/n says, accommodating himself to ride jinyoung “let's get this over with, i want you gone”.

everytime he goes down y/n makes sure to do it hard causing jinyoung to moan very loudly, “look who's the loud bitch now. you call yourself a man and can't even handle me”. jinyoung laughed quickly grabbing y/n by his ankles pulling them towards him folding y/n in the process, his dick going in and out. y/n squirmed, his eyes rolled back and mouth agape, feeling that cock reaching so deep inside him, no other cock has made him feel like that.

“what happened pillow muncher.. too much to handle?” he starts sucking hickeys in the back of y/n's neck. “i'm gonna breed this pussy and after this you're gonna be mine you hear me?” he whispered while flipping y/n a fuck him while he leans on his back “no… i don't belong to.. to anyone not even to a loser like you” the older just ignored it and continued looking for his pleasure.

“guess you're not that straight macho after all” y/n murmured drawing jinyoung's attention, “just because i'm stretching your boypussy and about to cream it right now doesn't make me a homo… i'm straight as a line..”. y/n with his hooded eyes make eye contact with the top, smiled and caressed his cheek “even the straightest line can be curved dumbass” he then kisses his forehead “c'mon cream this fucking pussy… isn't this what you want hurry up before someone wakes up” fucking himself in jinyoung's dick y/n also searched for his pleasure his cock splurting with cum minutes later landing on jinyoung's chest and abs, while that happened he squeezed so hard that jinyoung came without realizing it, emptying his balls in the insatiable hole of y/n. 

jinyoung tried to catch his breath resting his head on y/n's chest falling asleep, followed by y/n minutes later.

the ride back to university was surprisingly quiet, jinyoung didn't say a word about sitting next to y/n, everyone was surprised. one by one they got off the bus with jinyoung and y/n being the last, the tall one grabbed the shorter one by the hand so that he wouldn't come down yet. "i'm going to break up with my girlfriend... what i’m doing with her is not right." "wow, at least there's some empathy inside that empty skull" y/n responded. jinyoung just laughed looking at y/n with a fond smile "sigh... i'm so sorry for what i’ve put you through all these years... i know that's not going to change the damage i've already done but i want to start being a good person… wanna go eat lunch? it's on me".

surprised by the sudden change y/n wondered what happened with him last night “are you okay? did you eat something strange this morning?”. “no fucking asshole i just… i just wanted to change my behaviour… you know if the straightest line can be curved that means that we can change and it's never too late to do it” y/n just stared at him dumbfounded “are you being serious right now? are you philosophizing over a silly phrase i just made up…ugh fucking corny anyways is free food and i can't say no to that so text me where is it and see you there. i guess..” y/n was about to get off but turned around, stood up and pet jinyoung's head, a slight blush covering his cheeks. jinyoung just stood there watching y/n get off the bus with a smile slowly forming in his face.

[vad-hander]

NO NAME

Pairing: Johnny (NCT) x reader x Jinyoung (GOT7)

Genre: Series | Smut | Angst | Fluff

Warnings: abuse, depression, toxic friendship, established relationships (?), mentions of self harm, messed up everything (you’ll get it as you read it), cheating, best friends to enemies, lovers to strangers

Words: 8.4k

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“No.” you replied too quickly. Jinyoung’s hand that hugged your waist pulled your body closer to his, making you straddle his lap now. “What you’re doing?” you asked confused. 

“You love him?” Jinyoung’s hands caressed your side. “More than you loved me?” 

“You wouldn’t be doing it if you were sober.”

“Maybe that’s the solemn reason I got drunk.” 

“To make me confused?” 

“No, to ask do you love me or him.”

“So do you love me or her?” you whispered breathlessly, hearing your own heart beat in your ears. Jinyoung’s hand moved your hair away from your neck and pulled you in closer. You could feel his face against it and to not grip onto his neck you held against the wall. 

“You smell like him. That’s wrong if you love me.” 

“Jinyoung, please.” you tried to move back but his hands held onto your waist tightly. “You’ll thank me tomorrow. Just let go.” his fingers moved on your cheek to run his thumb over your lower lip in a slow motion, pulling your head next to his the next second. You felt his lips on yours and you couldn’t fight anymore. You knew he’d hate himself after this, you knew he’ll hate you after this, you knew all this happened solemnly because he drank and maybe because he fought with Sona but his lips moved so slowly and lovingly there wasn’t a way you’d refuse him. He pressed onto your jaw with his finger and you opened your mouth allowing his tongue to slip in. Your hands moved from the wall onto his neck and you hugged him tightly and moved your entire body closer to his, forcing him to lean onto the wall. 

You didn’t notice tears beginning to float down your face again but he could probably feel it with his lips and tried to kiss your face too but you pulled him back to your mouth. You couldn’t waste your time on something else but him kissing you. Sona probably will be back in less than a minute and you just needed to get the most out of it. Now that he brought you to that point you knew everything you built up was ruined. He licked into your mouth so hungrily it hurt you to think he was this hungry for you only because he was drunk and upset. Your hips rocked reflexively against his and the feeling of him getting turned on under you made you moan. Your hand lowered onto his lower stomach, sliding it carefully over it to go lower when you could hear someone approaching the door. You pushed him away and tried to sit next to him when his hands tried to pull you back to him. 

“Stop, Sona is here.” you hissed at him, wiping tears off your cheek but he pulled you in again against his shoulder, caressing your head. Did he try to pretend you were just crying on his shoulder for Sona? You pushed him away too harshly so he just sat next to you calmly right the time Sona opened the door. 

“I’m here, I hope you two had fun chatting.” she giggled but shut her mouth quickly realising you two weren’t having fun. 

“Y/n, what happened?” she said worried “Jinyoung?” she looked at him too. 

“It’s fine, I just got upset a little.” you chuckled and stood up. “Let’s go.” you moved your hands so Sona would go and she did, allowing for you to walk out. 

“What’s wrong?” Junwon asked worriedly as soon as he saw you. 

“It’s okay.” you smiled and hid your face by resting it against his shoulder. Junwon hugged your waist and caressed it carefully. 

“You know you can tell me.” he sighed and pulled you back a little to wipe the tears off your cheek carefully.

“I love him so much.” you whispered, gasping after every word. 

“It’s fine.” he pulled you back in, trying to calm you down only making you cry harder. “Want to go home? We can go home.” you shook your head no. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m fine.” you gulped and wiped your eyes, watching two people get up and leave. 

“Y/n, want to go outside? Fresh air will help you to calm down.” Sona seemed genuinely worried and you couldn’t take it. 

“Yeah, you’re right. Thank you.” you smiled and stood up. 

“Want me to go with you?” Junwon asked. 

“It’s fine.” you squeezed his hand reassuringly. 

“Okay.” you nodded standing up and found your way to another room that you noticed had a door outside. 

“I’m sorry I can’t take those games anymore, I had to come to you.” you turned your head to where Junwon’s voice was coming from. “Plus, you’ve been here for half an hour, I had to check on you.” he smiled and sat down. 

“Come here.” you patted empty space next to you. 

“You know, they have jacuzzi here.” he said randomly. 

“You want to go there?”

“Do you?”

“No.” you told him honestly. 

“Okay.” Junwon nodded understandingly and you couldn’t hold back your smile. 

“You know why I cried…?” your eyes focused on your feet. 

“I guessed it’s something he said.” you turned your head to face him. 

“He kissed me.”

“Oh… okay.”

“Yeah… He, I don’t understand really. It’s nothing like Jinyoung, he always has everything under control but he just got drunk and is doing mindless things. Like asking me if I love him, kissing me. He’s all grumpy and upset, I guess he regretted inviting us but couldn’t take back the invitation.” you sighed and looked away. 

“Or maybe he missed you so much so he couldn’t keep himself under control. Maybe he’s all upset because he can’t take you being happy with me? Or maybe we’re just over thinking and the guy is sick and tired of work and life and the relationship is not working out.” Junwon moved you closer to him and your eyes met his that were smiling. “Either way, if he reach out to you tomorrow, it’ll change everything, and if he won’t, then I guess we have to put in work of getting him in the farthest corner of your head again.”

“Junwon…” You sighed and didn’t know what to say “I wish you were my best friend for all those years…” 

“Don’t bring up Johnny to here too. Too much disappointment for one party.” you laughed out loud. 

“He’s not a disappointment anymore.”

“I told you before and I’ll tell you again, that terribly written letter full of ‘I’m sorry’s’ is pretty shit and doesn’t take any blame off him. It’s literally a waste and you choosing to act like a mother Theresa is not… smart.”

“Ugh… advise I never asked for. It’s here again.” you chuckled and slapped his shoulder. 

“Jinyoung would say the same if he knew Johnny reached out.”

“It’s not like we’re friends, I just said I forgive him and agreed to keep only good things in our memories about each other.”

“Yeah, exactly, not smart. He practically kept you hostage, I know you’re not very smart to notice, but he’s a total psycho.”

“Let’s not go there.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry.” he nodded and sighed. “It’s chilly outside, we should go back you’ll get sick.” his fingers touched yours and you could feel how frozen you were. 

“Oh, wait.” he said and you stopped, being able to hear his phone vibrate now too. “Yeah? I’m at a birthday.” he paused and his face slowly turned into a grumpy grimace “Come on, it’s Friday.” you came closer, hugging him and Junwon’s free hand hugged your shoulders. “No, I’m not drunk. I don’t want to though.” he sighed annoyed. “Okay, okay, I’ll come, leave everything as it is.” Junwon rolled his eyes and you looked at him upset. “No don’t touch anything, I’ll fix it when I’ll come, yeah, yeah, bye.”

“No.” you furrowed your eyebrows. 

“Yes.” he sighed annoyed and put his phone away. 

“I’ll stay then…” you said when he walked you through the door back into the house. 

“Alone?”

“There’s plenty of people.” you pursed your lips. 

“Don…” 

“Only because I’ll cry alone all night if I’ll go now too and this will just keep me occupied.”

“Okay, but you could’ve just went with me.”

“It’s fine.” you watched him change into his normal clothes. 

“Am I allowed to kiss you or after Jinyoung I can’t…?” you couldn’t understand if he teased or genuinely asked, pecking your cheek before you could reply. “Bye, just text me if you’ll decide to come over tonight.”

“Okay, I will.” you smiled and waved him goodbye. 

This all felt dumb now so you went and changed into your clothes too. You noticed a couple of people wearing normal clothes too. Your eyes ran over the living room where people spoke in small groups now, the games were probably over or were paused. The music played loudly and the amount of people that were standing in corridors really made it seem like some sort of teenage party. You tried to remember which way was the bar, feeling lost without Junwon. 

Your eyes could see Jinyoung the second you entered the room and you walked towards him. Not because you wanted to be next to him, but because he was at the bar. You noticed Sona too, she was standing next to him and you guessed they made up, until you reached them. 

“Hi.” you said awkwardly and Sona turned around. 

“Hi, why you changed? Are you already leaving?” your eyes ran behind her to see Jinyoung laying with his forehead on the bar. Was he knocked off or just tired?

“Junwon had to leave for work so I changed because I felt dumb in those pj’s without him.” you chuckled. “Is he okay?” you asked pointing behind Sona. 

“He’s not, I don’t think he can walk.” Sona said breathlessly. “I feel so bad but at the same time embarrassed. This is not what I planned, I was hoping I’ll blow candles on the cake and he’ll kiss me, but we’ve been fighting through the whole evening about little things and he got drunk because of it, now I’m just trying to get him back to his senses, maybe he’ll be there for me when I’ll blow the candles, but the time is ticking and I can’t leave him alone too. The whole party is a mess, i should probably go home and take him to bed.” 

“The party is cool Sona, you don’t have to be so stressed, I think you should blow those candles. If he’s knocked off here, he won’t go anywhere.” 

“I ordered coffee for him so I’ll hope the courier will be here soon and I’ll go home, everyone can stay to party until morning.” 

“Sona, I’m so sorry everything is not going according to plan.” you made a sad face. “I should probably go home too.” you sighed and looked around. 

“You’re not planning on staying…?” 

“No, I know no one, so if you’re leaving what’s the point.”

“Wait, can you take him home?”

“Huh?” 

“I know I shouldn’t be asking but I just want to blow those candles and play last two games I have prepared. If you’re leaving anyway, of course.” she looked at her phone. “Oh wait, the coffee is here, I’ll pick it up.” she ran away quicker than you could reply. 

“Do you hear me?” you leaned in to Jinyoung and could smell a strong alcohol odour. 

“I do.” he replied quickly. 

“Are you sick?”

“No.” 

“Okay, can you sit up then?” 

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” he raised his head and looked at you. You just wanted to kiss him, the thought didn’t leave you for the slightest second. “You don’t look too drunk to not be able to walk.” he blinked slowly as if he was just sleepy. “All those years it’s my first time to see you wasted.” you smiled and bit onto your lip. “Sona got you coffee, I’ll take you home, okay?” 

“Where’s coffee?” 

“She’s getting it.” You turned to where she left “There it is.” you pointed with your hand at her but he didn’t look. 

“Jinyoung, here, drink it, maybe you’ll feel better. Maybe you’ll be able to be there for the cake?” 

“I’ll go home, she’ll take me.” he stood up and almost fell back. Your hands caught him quickly and helped him sit back. 

“Drink this and we’ll see.” you suggested to smooth out the situation. 

“Yes, Jinyoung, drink it.”

“Sona.” he said and took the cup from her hands. 

“Yeah?” your eyes moved onto hers. She looked at him so lovingly and caring. 

“Thanks.” he sipped on the drink and closed his eyes. You didn’t realise he was still hugging your waist with his hand until you tried to sit back and couldn’t. You pulled the hand off with yours, sitting down. 

“Y/n, are you sure?”

“Yeah, I wanted to leave anyway.” 

“Y/n, thank you so much.” she leaned in and hugged you. 

“I’ll order the car.” you fished the phone out of your pocket ordering the taxi and sending Junwon a simple message saying ‘I’m bout to take Jinyoung to his home bc he’s wasted. I’m dying.’ “It’ll be here in three minutes we should go. Thank you so much for the invitation and the party was super fun. Please eat the cake for me and Junwon, and happy birthday once again.” you smiled and moved your attention onto Jinyoung. “Let’s go, okay?” 

“Jinyoungie, I’ll call you tomorrow.” she told him and moved closer to try to kiss but he kind of refused her and you tried to make it seem as if he fell back. 

“Bye, bye.” you smiled awkwardly and put his hand over your shoulders but he kind of walked normally, only leaning onto you a little. —

You helped Jinyoung sit on the seat and walked around the car to get onto the free seat next to him. Leaning over to fasten his seatbelt you felt his hand on your waist. 

“Thank you.”

“It’s no problem.” you smiled at him genuinely and moved back. 

“Sit in the middle.” he stopped you by grabbing your hand. 

“Okay.” you agreed and sat down. He tried to help you with the seat belt but it more felt like he was just touching you so you pushed him away and did it yourself. Jinyoung rested his head against the window and you finally made a loud sigh, closing your eyes too. Suddenly you felt tired from everything that’s been going on. 

You could feel a hand very up your thigh and for the slightest second you believed you fell asleep and that was a dream, but the heavy breathing into your ear made you realise it all was very real. 

“Jinyoung.” you tried to pull him off you but he only insisted more, leaving warm wet kisses on your neck. His fingers were gripping onto the upper part of your thigh harshly, making the hem of your dress go up. “Jinyoung, please stop.” you hissed for the driver to not notice but he seemed to do it anyway. 

“Sir, please don’t touch her in my car.” Jinyoung seemed to not hear, sucking onto the spot behind your ear. “Jinyoung, do you hear.” you tried to move his hand from you. 

“Sir, I’ll stop the car if you’ll continue.” 

“Okay, okay. I won’t touch her.” he pulled back and looked at you with the most sober look ever. “But change the address please.” 

“What?” you looked at Jinyoung confused when he said your address to the driver. 

“Let’s go to yours.” 

“What you’re trying to do?” you looked at him more or less shocked. 

“Nothing.” he said quickly to you and pecked your lips leaving you astonished. “Just take us there please.” he smiled politely and propped his head against the window again. His hand went back to your thigh and you closed your eyes trying to breathe normally. 

-

“Jinyoung, I promised Sona to take you home, you weren’t able to walk and now you’re the one dragging me to my house?” you couldn’t describe your feelings any other way than just confused. “Did you even drink or you pretended all the way through?” you pulled onto his hand forcing for Jinyoung to look you in the eyes when the both of you stood in front of the elevator. 

“The coffee made me feel better.”

“Okay…” You said confused and allowed him to pull you behind him into the elevator. 

“I can’t believe you left me for three months right after I told you I can’t loose you after just having you back in my life.” he cornered you and leaned in. 

“You just disappeared after I met Junwon. I thought that’s what you wanted, to make sure I’m save and disappear.”

“I want to get inside of you.”

“What?” you looked at him shocked and tried to push him away. The elevator opened and it forced him to go away himself. 

“I always think of that one video you sent me when we were together.” Jinyoung’s fingers dropped onto your waist the second he walked through your door and shut it behind him. You felt too warm and wanted to open a window immediately. “The one where you’re showering with wet hair dripping.” you gulped and wondered where he’ll lead it. “You know that I’m obsessed with your body but you still made me watch you in that club wearing that blue dress. I still wish I didn’t refuse when you tried to make me sleep with you.”

“Jinyoung.” you gasped and held onto his hands to move them away from you. 

“No, listen. Nothing could compare to your smile. It’s what does it for me, but seeing you smiling because of another guy… it’s what made me realise I’m a terrible person for making you believe I didn’t love you back. It was so… knowing that you still loved me after a year, I thought I’ll work out everything quickly but I didn’t. I made you suffer only to realise I still love you, but I don’t know how you feel now.” his hands turned you around and you met his stare. “But to be fair, I don’t really care right now either. You don’t need to be in love to make love to me. Just say that you want me too.” you touched his face with your fingers to make sure you weren’t dreaming of him once again. Jinyoung was standing inside of your apartment, explicitly hinting that he wants to sleep with you but something made your heart screech. Something made you so scared and insanely confused at the same time.

“You’re saying you love me?” all that came out of your mouth. 

“Can we leave the love talk for tomorrow?” 

“But why…? Why would you want to do all this now…?”

“I can’t talk anymore.” he sighed and pulled you in, crushing his lips against yours. Running his fingers down to your butt he tried to force you to jump onto him but you ignored it, wrapping your hands around his neck. You could burst from excitement the very second you realised he wanted you too. He made you feel warm in every way possible and you couldn’t wait for him to take everything off you to cool you down. You walked the both of you to your bedroom without breaking down the kiss. You had to let go of him to open the door, feeling Jinyoung’s lips move down to your neck and shoulder, sucking and licking every centimetre of your skin. 

“Fuck.” you mumbled, hitting your legs on the same tripod Junwon always bumped into. You kind of pushed Jinyoung and he fell back down onto the floor making you chuckle while your thoughts ran to Junwon suddenly, hoping he won’t decide to come to yours after work. 

Jinyoung caressed your thighs now that you were straddling him. “I don’t have condoms.” you blabbered randomly when he stared at you quietly. 

“You don’t trust me anymore?” 

“I don’t know if you trust me.” 

“I want to call you mine again. I want to wake up next to you every day and feel like the love of my life is here. I want to marry you too, I want all of it still.”

“Stop making me believe you won’t hate me tomorrow for allowing you to do it.” 

“I won’t because I’m making you do it.” he leaned in to kiss you slowly, pulling your dress up your thighs. He broke off the kiss, sliding the dress up your body, closing his eyes slightly after taking a glance at you. “Turn around.” he had to clear his throat before speaking. 

You moved around and felt his fingers on your waist pulling you to sit down on him once again. Your back pressed against his chest and his hand held you under your chest. You could feel his teeth nibble on your ear lightly before he lowered his head to caress his cheek against your neck. “I just missed being next to you, holding you and touching you.” 

“You just thought you loved Sona.” 

“I didn’t.” his palm began its way down your stomach and you felt way too excited even by that. Your fingers ran up to his head immediately, running your nails over Jinyoung’s  nape and holding onto it afterwards. 

“Why did you act like that then?” 

“Just because I thought its for the best.” he sighed and touched you through your underwear. “It really wasn’t, and I’m not doing it because I’m drunk. I was the one that asked Sona’s permission to invite you, it’s what I dreamt of for the past months.” his fingers put pressure onto your bud and let go the next second, making you rub your butt against him. “You’re my favourite human in the whole wide world. I can’t wait to hear you moan.” he whispered into your ear, sliding his finger against your slit up and down teasingly. 

“You’re not doing anything to hear it.” you sighed and felt him slide under your underwear. 

“Am I now?” you could feel his lips brush against your cheek. 

“Maybe a little.” you gasped and held onto his neck tighter when you could feel him draw circles on your sensitive bud. “Now more.” you made a weird screeching sound trying to not react too vigorously to what he’s been doing. His other hand found your breasts, massaging them carefully.

“Spread your legs more.” he suggested and let go of you, forcing you to have your legs on outside of his, spreading them more by placing his legs wider. “Do you want me to lick you?” 

“No, I won’t be able to take it.” 

“Why?”

“Because even this is too much already.” you gasped trying to find what to hold on to with your free hand. 

“Why? Should I stop?” his finger slipped inside of you and you moaned right into his ear, moving your body to feel pleasure.

“No, no, don’t.” 

“Why are you so strained?”

“I’m going to cum if I won’t be.”

“How come this quickly?” he pressed his face against your cheek, moving his opened lips against it mindlessly. 

“Because it’s you.” 

“What’s with me?” his other hand moved to lay against your shoulder blades, pressing your body against him strictly. When his second finger slipped inside of you, your other hand finally found it’s place - on Jinyoung’s wrist, grabbing onto it for dear life. 

“I won’t hold back.” 

“I’m not asking you to.” his fingers pumped in and out of you quicker than before, feeling him let go of your shoulders only to dive in his fingers to rub onto you clit. “Cum if you want to.” you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning his name and letting go of his neck you grabbed onto his other wrist, trying to make him let go of you. You felt his teeth bite onto your neck trying his best to stop you from moving all over the place but it barely helped you. “Will you?”

“Mm, yeah, here, I will, please.” your nails dug into the skin of his wrists and it probably hurt him terribly but he seemed too focused on what he was doing to notice it. Your moans fastened when Jinyoung’s tongue began licking the bitten skin of your neck. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” you swore when you felt the awaited high make your head go dizzy. Your entire body felt like jelly and even though you wanted to turn around and kiss him you had no physical power in doing so. 

“You’re tired?” he whispered into your ear after a minute, pecking it. 

“Aren’t you?” 

“Not after you moaning my name like that.” he pressed his lips over your temple. 

“5 minutes is all I need.” You sighed breathlessly and rested your body against Jinyoung’s. “I’ll lay on the bed, your hard on is kind of not nice to sit on.” you laughed and caught yourself at the thought of not starting to act too casual, it’s still not settled. 

Jinyoung helped you to stand up and fall onto the bed and the strong smell of Junwon’s presence hit your nose. He just slept there last night and now you were about to have another man sleep there. The situation wasn’t really crooked but Jinyoung didn’t know that and would probably feel burdened. You rolled your body over to the side where Junwon usually slept so Jinyoung would sleep on your side of the bed. 

“This mattress is so much better than the one you had.” Jinyoung sighed laying on the bed. 

“We’re here to talk about mattresses?” you said sarcastically. Jinyoung rolled over to your side and pecked your lips before talking. 

“Ride me.” just two words that left his lips made fire burst inside of you and you were almost sure he most definitely knew what he did. 

“Id love that but I want to be under you.”

“Reasons I should listen to you?” he moved his body atop of yours and kissed you slowly, rocking his cock against you. 

“Fuck I’ll probably go insane with you inside me.” 

“Trust me I’ll lose my mind completely just slipping inside of you.” your hands slid down to the belt on his waist, undoing it quickly and forcing the button and the fly of his pants to get out of your way in less than 30 seconds, you slid your hand into his pants, squeezing his member in your hand multiple times. 

“How come everything about you is so perfect, Park Jinyoung?”

“What?” he gasped when you squeezed your hand tighter. 

“Even your cock is perfect, there’s not one flaw, I just can’t believe the fact you’re all perfect and in this much need of me.”

“Because you’re perfect for me maybe?” he asked quickly and pushed your hand away from his pants. You watched him take the pants and the underwear off, making your mouth water at a single sight of his perfectly built cock. 

“Oh fuck, just go all in.” you pumped him in your hand, before he took your panties off. You felt him slide up and down your slit, covering himself in you. 

“All in?”

“Yeah.” you sighed and spread your legs wider than before, mentally preparing for a stretch you craved for the most. Your moan and his grunts were the only noises that filled up the room. “Just go deeper.” you gasped and felt his  hips smash against yours. “Yeah.” you nodded again. 

“Baby, shit, I mean Y/n, this is driving me insane.”

“Why?” you gasped when his palm squeezed your side to get inside of you better. 

“Sex with you is always making my heart burst with love.” he paused mid sentence every time his hips slapped against yours. “I just love you so much no words are helping me to express my feelings even though I’m teaching freaking literature.”

“Slow down.” you pulled his face towards you and hugged his neck “If you’re doing this not just to get yourself off, do it slowly, make love to me. I’m so scared to say out loud that I love you. I’m scared because if you won’t be here tomorrow I won’t be able to live this life anymore.”

“Don’t say things like that. I won’t leave you and I’m not doing it to get myself off, now I won’t let you sleep until the break of dawn.” He kissed your lips slowly and your eyes closed in pleasure immediately. “Is that better?” he asked breathlessly probably regretting his decision to slow down.

“Yes.” you moaned into his ear. “But if you want to cum, just do it.” 

”Inside?” 

“Everywhere.” your eyes rolled backwards when his pace fastened once again. 

You could feel his seed spread inside of you in 10 minutes, only taking a slight break before cuming inside of you another couple times. 

-

You never felt more scared to wake up in your life before. All those night stand would never compare to what you felt right now. You tried to work out if you slept facing the bed or the wall and the simple calculations you did made you believe you were sleeping with your face to the wall. You wanted to open your eyes to understand somehow if he was next to you still but you didn’t work out yet how’d you do it without facing it. Opening your eyes firmly you closed them back in a second. Jinyoung made a low chuckle and you couldn’t believe you forgot you slept on the other side of the bed. 

“I did see you opened your eyes.” his hand landed on your cheek. You opened them back up to look at Jinyoung who smiled at you softly. 

“Am I in parallel universe? Why are you so chilled right now…?” you asked confused. 

“You don’t need to worry about anything.” Jinyoung ran his thumb over your lower lip. 

“But are you worried?”

“No.” his smile gave it all away and you pushed his hand off you. “Why?” 

“You don’t have to play pretend.” 

“I’m not pretending. Even if I’m a little upset with my own self it doesn’t mean I’m not happy to be with you right now.” 

“But you are upset.”

“But why does it matter now? I want to not think of these things while we’re here.” 

“Why?”

“Because it’s not something you have to worry about.” he looked at you, pulling your head in gently. 

“Why?”

“You just wanted to help Sona, if I didn’t risk it all in that taxi I would’ve woken up on my own in my bed. When you let me touch you and kiss you in that car I knew you won’t be against sleeping with me. I know we both wanted it but I’m the one who initiated all of it so if there’s anyone to blame it’s me.” 

“Okay.” you nodded not knowing what else to say. You kind of wished now he left before you woke up. 

Jinyoung moved your head closer to his and kissed you slowly. “Do you have plans for today?” he moved his lips to your cheek. 

“No, but what time it is?” you reached for your phone and looked at the screen when it lit up. “Shit it’s 3pm.”

“You needed to go somewhere?” Jinyoung’s fingers ran down your back making you shiver quickly. 

“No…” you gulped noticing one message on your phone from Sona. “Did you give Sona my phone number?” 

“What?” Jinyoung’s lips kissed their way up your side now. 

“Sona texted me.”

“Texted you what?” he moved away concerned. 

“That she came home and you’re not there. She’s asking me where you are. You live with her? That’s why you wanted to change the address?” you felt somehow betrayed. Jinyoung acted like a great liar and you couldn’t understand when did he start to lie so professionally. “You just wanted to sleep with me but didn’t want to upset her? And what if I lived with Junwon? What would you do?” you pushed him away disappointed. 

“I don’t live with her, what are you saying. She came because she knows the code, I didn’t think of anything when I wanted to change the address, your house is closer, that’s the only reason, I swear.” you turned your back to him keeping quiet. “Maybe you just don’t trust me anymore and think of me differently.” you could feel him move on the bed, standing up and by the sound of it putting his clothes on. 

“Yeah, sure, just leave.” you mumbled disappointed. Everything was bound to go down in flames in the morning and you just knew it, but still gave in last night. Knew it’s going to hurt but still allowed yourself to do it. Jinyoung walked over your bed and you could see him approach you with your peripheral vision. Jinyoung squatted in front of you and you tried to pretend you never noticed him. He laid his lips right above your knee, making you shiver immediately. Jinyoung’s fingers touched your feet and you couldn’t understand what he wanted until you felt material of your underwear slide up your legs. You helped him put it on and sat back down onto your bed. Jinyoung stood up and your eyes ran up after him, quickly going back to looking straight when his eyes caught you. He put on a shirt over your head, forcing your hands to go through designated holes making them drop back down lifelessly.

Jinyoung’s body lowered next to you, touching your hand ever so slightly. You didn’t pull away and he took it as a green light. Jinyoung’s hand hugged you around the waist, forcing to fall back when he fell back, intertwining your every limb with his. He made your head lay atop of his biceps, resting his lips against your forehead. Even though you tried to fight with your own body, you hugged him back quickly, hiding your face against him. 

“Do you still feel it?” he spoke so slowly and quietly you felt like you could fall asleep once again. “Feel like you love me? Like you belong right next to me? Do you think you still trust me? Think I’m the one you’ll be able to love? Do you think I can make you happy? Or do you think I’m not someone you loved anymore? Do you think we can’t go past this night? I’ll never be able to live my life like the happiest year of my life didn’t exist. Like you never existed in it. I just miss us talking, I miss your stories, I miss the way you listened to everything I told you. Nobody listens to me the way you did. I miss how you teased me about everything, I miss the way you teased me for doing things not the way you were doing them, calling me old and all that. I just miss how you brought light to my life and made it all make sense. How you’d hug me for hours just because I couldn’t see you for a day, how you’d always make time for me, how you’d do anything if I ever asked you for help. I miss your smile, I miss kissing your lips before I fall asleep and kissing them right after I wake up.” he paused and the sound of your heart beating deafened the room. “You’re probably wondering why the hell is he saying all this after all those months of rejection or after I said we probably won’t work out anymore. I still remember that look on your face after I said it. I wanted to take those words back immediately, I wanted to just kiss you and go back home, but I couldn’t. Somehow I thought it’ll all go away if I’ll keep the things the way they turned out, but nothing went away and when you brought Junwon to our movie night I just felt so disappointed with myself I couldn’t talk to you. I realised you finding someone wasn’t actually something I wanted for real, it was something I thought was right.” he paused again and rubbed his face your hair. “Please say something?” his fingers moved over to your face, trying to see any reaction on it. You held onto his palm, pushing it off your face when you suddenly remembered how you held onto his wrist with your nails. 4 blue moon shaped bruises caught your eyes on each of Jinyoung’s wrists. 

“I’m sorry.” you ran your finger over them, raising your eyes to look him in the eyes. “How are you going to explain this to Sona.” 

“It’s not what I wanted you to talk about.” he caught your finger and moved it away. 

“What do you want me to say…” you sighed and moved your body a little to have your face closer to his neck. “You’re saying all this but you’ll get back to reality when you’ll exit this place so what matters is what you’ll do or say later. You’re going to go insane when you’ll actually process in your head what you did, when you’ll process that things you’d never do were done so easily last night and I have no idea what you’re going to do about it and how you’re going to feel about me. At least, I know I risked it all and got the taste of what I wanted for the last time, because I don’t believe you’ll come back here tomorrow. I doubt you’ll come back here at all.” 

“I meant it when I said I love you.”

“Okay.” you sighed into his neck. “Why does it matter to you suddenly? After living all your life with your brain, why suddenly listen to your heart?”

“Because when I’m with you I always do what my heart tells me, even though I make it seem for you the other way round. I just wanted you to be able to depend on me.”

“I understand nothing, Jinyoung.” you raised your head and looked at him with tears in your eyes. 

“I’ve got so much love for you, but I don’t know what to do.” he said hopelessly and it was probably the first time in your entire life you saw that look on his face. You leaned in to him, kissing his plump lips with love. Jinyoung’s hand helped you straddle him, running his hands back up to hold your face in place, while your hands were hugging his neck. You kissed him deeply, you kissed him trying to return all the love you had for him back through the tip of your tongue, but the more you kissed him the deeper you fell, the harder it felt to unlock your arms and let go of him. The longer you kissed the more it felt like your last ever kiss. You couldn’t stop thinking it was a goodbye on his side, you tried to make yourself brave enough to make it a goodbye on your side too. Jinyoung’s lips sucked onto your lower lip teasingly making that heaviness in your chest grow bigger. You tried to pull back but Jinyoung’s hand suddenly pushed your head back down, taking all you had for him himself. When it felt like too much, when you felt like you reached the point of no return you pushed back, catching his hands and making them let go of you. 

“I want more.” he whined like a child and you slapped yourself internally for moving your head a millimetre towards him. 

“Please go.” you tried to move from his legs but his grip was stronger than before. 

“Why?” 

“Sona’s looking for you, I have to see Junwon too.”

“Why?”

“Because I miss him.”

“Even when you’re with me?” you didn’t reply and Jinyoung’s hands let go of you, allowing for you to move away from him. “I’m sorry for everything.” he said bitterly. 

“Are you saying sorry for everything you said and did?” you felt yourself getting worked up. 

“No, I’m not sorry for that. I’m sorry for not understanding how much you’re attracted to him and how much you love him. I made you cheat on someone you love, so I’m sorry.” 

“Okay.” you wanted to say what was actually going on between you and Junwon but he just went on and you decided to not make him feel better about himself. 

“Okay.” he repeated after you in a minute, putting all of his clothes back on. “Bye.” 

“Goodbye, Jinyoung.” you gulped loudly not being able to hold yourself back when you heard the door close behind him. 

“No, I was thinking of this Friday maybe?” 

“Just for the weekend?” 

“Maybe the weekend, maybe a week, who knows?” you chuckled into your phone. “You should come with me, my mom would love to meet you.”

“As who?” you could hear him tap his keyboard through the phone. 

“A dear friend.” you heard Junwon’s low giggle. “What? Scared?” you teased, running your eyes over the crosswalk. The light turned green and you made your way towards your house. 

“No, I’m not scared. I just have to work.” 

“I get it, I totally joked.” you said quickly and listened to his breathing for a while. 

“I’m a little worried about you though?”

“Eh?” 

“Two days after the Jinyoung accident you’re leaving.”

“This isn’t related to him, my mom calls me to come home all the time.” 

“Okay…” you could hear in his face he didn’t believe it.

“Plus… I said I love you right into his face, if I didn’t lie, he would’ve stayed so it’s my decision and I’m fine.” 

“But why? Why you said it? Do I need to know something?” you laughed out loud. 

“Because I didn’t understand if he did really want it or not.” 

“So this just proved to you he didn’t actually want it?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” you sighed and felt heavy. 

“Do you thi…” a shock wave ran through your body the moment a stranger pulled you by the hand. 

“Let go, I’ll scream!” You shouted immediately, pulling onto your hand. Your phone fell onto the ground and you turned around to remember this persons face. You were hoping they just needed money and was ready to give it to them. “Oh my god.” you gasped when you realised it’s Jinyoung. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” his hand let go of you and you bent to grab the phone. 

“Y/n, Y/n? Do you hear me? Y/n?” you could hear Junwon shout into the phone. 

“I dropped the phone.” you sighed. 

“What happened? Where are you? I’ll come.” 

“No, no. It’s fine, it’s… I dropped the keys and the guy just gave them to me. I didn’t hear him call.” your eyes ran over Jinyoung’s face while you were talking. 

“Are you sure? Are you lying? Name a fruit if you’re in danger?” his concerned voice made you chuckle. 

“No need to worry, I am totally fine. I’ll text you later, okay?”

“Yeah, bye. You scared me.”

“I know, I got scared myself, bye.” you hid the phone in your pocket. “You could’ve just called my name. I’m not deaf.” 

“I did, but I guess you didn’t hear because you were on the phone. I’m sorry, you walked too fast I…” he paused. 

“Whatever. What you wanted?” your eyes ran over his entire body. He wore sweatpants and a hoodie, probably coming to you from home. “Forgot something?”

“I…hm…” you looked concerned “I broke up with Sona.”

“Congrats?” you made a careless face expression. 

“What?” he looked at you confused. 

“What you wanted me to say?” 

“I don’t know.” he shook his head and looked at his feet. “I just wanted you to know that I was not planning on dating her after what happened.” 

“Okay.” 

“And I understand that you love your boyfriend and everything is so crooked.” his eyes met yours and he paused. “Did you tell him, by the way?” 

“I did.” you blinked mindlessly. 

“Are you two… okay?” he bit onto his lower lip and stared at you asking. “It’s none of my business I guess.” he shook his head trying to get back to what he wanted to say. “I came to tell you something.”

“Yeah?” you suddenly felt nervous, gulping. The pause felt like forever and you couldn’t understand what he slowed down for. 

“When I left your place I realised my timing was wrong, when I realised I love you, you already found someone else and I can tell you’re not making it up like I tried to. What really matters is I made you cheat, I’m so sorry, I want to apologise for making you do it. I honestly feel disgusting because of myself. I came to apologise and to tell you that I’m transferring to a university in Busan. It’ll help us to get over each other. I mean, for me to get over everything that happened and for the both of us to not ruin each other’s life’s anymore.” 

“You’re what?” 

“I’m moving to Busan.” he said once again and you couldn’t breathe for a second. 

“But why?” you took a little step closer to him. 

“I just don’t want to trigger neither of ours feelings.” you chewed onto your lower lip, wishing to touch his elbow but resisting.

“I really … really am sorry. Guilt is eating me alive, I ruined your relationship..” 

“You didn’t.” 

“What do you mean? You didn’t tell him?”

“I did, but he doesn’t care.” 

“Wh… what? What do you mean?” Jinyoung were confused. 

“We’re just fuck buddies, we don’t care.” you said quickly. “You don’t have to blame yourself for nothing on my side, if it’ll make you feel better.” you touched his forearm. Jinyoung’s hand laid atop your fingers, holding on to them. 

“Come to Busan with me then?” 

“Jinyoung, this all is so confusing.” you shook your head and took a step back, losing all contact you two had. 

“Y/n, please. Just this once.” Jinyoung’s fingers landed on your cheek, holding you in place. “Just say you want me to drop everything and stay with you? Just say you want us to be together again. Or say you’ll go with me. Please say anything.” he begged you hopelessly and you couldn’t believe your eyes. It wasn’t anyone, this was Jinyoung. You just couldn’t work out it was real. He was asking you to do crazy things, Jinyoung wanted to be crazy and asked you to be crazy with him. 

Your fingers touched his on your cheeks, while you chewed on your lower lip. 

“And what would you do for me to say this?” you asked seriously, making his hands hang down his body holding yours. 

“What do you mean? What you want me to do?” 

“You’re the one who should tell me what you’d do to have me back. Shouldn’t you show me your determination?”

“Wh…what?” his confused look almost made you chuckle aloud. 

“Close your eyes.” the words left your mouth slower than he closed them. 

“I really… really don’t know what you want me to do but if you’ll tell, I’ll do anything.”

“Jesus, Jinyoung, shut up.” you sighed and took a step closer to him. “You really shouldn’t have done everything this way.” you whispered. “But the way you did it makes me feel like the both of us are still teenagers.” you sighed heavily. “I wanted you to close your eyes so you’d get all nervous while I make you wait. Are you nervous? Do you want to know if I’ll refuse or agree?” 

“I do.” he gulped. 

“What if I’ll make you wait for an hour?” you held back to not touch his soft cheek. 

“I guess I’ll wait but…” you interrupted him by smashing your lips against his. You couldn’t tiptoe because you lost your balance, forcing Jinyoung to bent a little. Your lips moved slowly against his, and even though he kissed you back his hands didn’t touch you. You wrapped your hands around his neck, kissing him faster than before and he pulled back. “What does this mean?” he blinked quickly. 

“Nothing, I’m just kissing you. It’s not the reply.” you tried to kiss him again, when his hands held onto yours, forcing for you to let go of him. 

“I don’t understand your game.” 

“It’s because you’re not smart, even though you try to seem so.”

“Y/n.” he licked his lips and you wanted to kiss him again and again. 

“Want to go upstairs?” you didn’t let him speak. 

“What for?” 

“To spend last minutes before you go to Busan together.” 

“I shouldn’t have come.” he dropped your hands, turning on his heels to walk away. You watched him take quick steps towards his car that he always parked there. Halfway through, you suddenly realised. 

“Jinyoung, wait. Wait!” you ran after him, quickly getting in front of him when he stopped walking. “You forgot something.”

“What?” he looked confused behind you and when he couldn’t find anything on the ground looked back at you. 

“Me?” you raised your hands for him to hug you but he froze confused. 

“Huh?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted me to go to Busan with you? I thought you’d feel relieved and would want to hug me.” you pouted and moved your hands back down. 

“I can’t feel relief when I’m confused like this.” 

“I want you to drop everything for me, and I want to go anywhere you want me to go with you, if you’ll promise to love me like you did, if you’ll promise to always stay by my side, okay?” 

“But, what was this with doing something for you?” his brain seemed to not move on. 

“I fooled around but you weren’t able to understand. I need to once again get used to the idea that you’re the biggest grandpa in the world.” 

“I was thinking of all the options you could come up with.” 

“Everything you do is more than enough.” you made your lips go in a straight line and smiled. 

“I love you.” he leaned in to peck the corner of your lips. “And your crazy brain.” 

THE END

[missgineaus]

but imagine a got7 demigod au:

in the modern era

gods are alive and still getting it and have lots of kids lol

monsters are real but ehh *vague hand gesture*

being a demigod sucks more than not cuz people want to use them for their powers if they have any

mark: son of aphrodite

doesn't speak alot cuz he might accidentally activate his charmspeak

Beautiful™ (inside and out)

very insightful about relationships and people in general cuz he’s much more observant than people give him credit for since they just think he’s a pretty face

doesn't speak a lot cuz people only want him for his looks and not for who he is and its very difficult for him to make friends but if you're a friend he is loyal forever

jackson: son of zeus

it’s why he can fly around everywhere so easily lmao -

gold looks hella good on this boi

wants to show he’s not all talk and is very humble and down to earth lol

very excitable and generally in a good mood

ambitious af

when he gets a little too excited sometimes he accidentally shocks people lol

people think he’s all brawn but he’s actually more brain

jinyoung: son of athena

smart af

literally a walking library

aggressively and sarcastically kind to people he loves

loves grandpa cardigans and gold plated curator spectacles probably

even if you think there’s no way for jinyoung to know the tea, he knows the tea

probably omniscient tbh lol

is ready to fite (ง’̀-‘́)ง at all times

jaebum: son of hades

Brooding™ and heavily misunderstood lol

black everything.mp3

loves flowers not bones

looks like he can beat you up with one punch but will try his hardest to resolve everything without violence first

cats, cats everywhere

it's rumored a glare from him can stop a person's heart

wants ghosts to stop bothering him lol

finds a lot of jewels randomly

bambam: son of dionysus

that's my that's my party

really knows his alcohol beers lol

he looks like a lightweight and is a lightweight haha poor child lol

knowledgeable about all mental illnesses

is a real smarty sweetheart even though people think he's just another thot

vines references for days lmao

feline grace

yugyeom: son of demeter

"you're part tree it's why youre so tol." park jinyoung, 2019

pronounces the names of grocery produce wrong just to piss people off lol

doesn't tend to a garden but does have a few succulents on his desk

brews the best tea

probably gives people bushels of corn as a gift to be funny

once gave jackson tea he grew and dried himself, and jackson cried cuz it's organic lol

youngjae: son of apollo

a literal sunshine

that one nephew artemis stans

once tried to shoot an arrow and shot someone in the ass accidentally lol

i bet his voice has healing powers

probably also a disney princess by how much the wildlife end up surrounding him when he does sing

not a seer but sometimes just knows how things will turn out

he's not allowed to participate in rock/paper/scissors anymore because of this lol

original twitter thread | originally posted 9 feb 2019

[mumuyah]

That Night

reposted from my twt (mumuyah)

jinji au

do not plagiarize

Kanina pa napapansin ni Jisoo na may tumitingin sa kanya. 

When she told Joy that she wanted to have a good time tonight, drinking with men was not what she had in mind. The truth was gusto lang talaga niyang lumabas ng bahay para makahinga. 

Nagaway kasi sila ni Ate Irene. Matagal ng pinipilit ni Irene na bumalik si Jisoo sa college para makapagtapos. Lagi kasi siyang humihinto sa pagaaral ng isang taon o dalawa. Pero gusto munang magipon ni Jisoo ng sariling pera para sa mga gastusin niya, lalo na magastos ang pag thesis at practicum. Iisang taon na lang nanaman at makakagraduate na siya. Hindi maintindihan ni Irene yun, dahil kaya naman niyang bigyan ng pera si Jisoo para sa mga kailangan niya. 

Jisoo knew how hard Irene works for the two of them. Nakikita niya yung pagod at paghihirap na nararanasan ng ate niya—ayaw lang niyang sabihin. Kaya ayaw niyang tanggapin ang alok nito kasi baka magpapakasubsob nanaman sa trabaho ang ate niya. 

Nang nagkita sila ni Joy at pumasok sila sa isang bar, gusto na niyang magback-out kaagad.  Kaya naman niyang sumabay sa pag inom, pero mas kumportable siya kapag kilala niya ang kainuman niya. Marami rin kasing babala na binibigay sina Ate Irene at Kuya Yoon kaya maingat rin siya.

Jisoo couldn't remember how Joy was able to convince her to approach the men before her. The next thing she knew, Joy was introducing herself to the guys, along with Jisoo. Some of the guys welcomed them enthusiastically, while the others just shrugged their shoulders. There was one man, however, who showed no reaction to them at all. 

Nagkatinginan lang sila ng panandalian. He resumed his drinking. 

Over the next hour, nakipagkwentuhan sila sa mga lalaki. Nagce-celebrate daw sila. Mini-party para sa success ng isa sa kanila. Kaya pati sila, nadamay na rin sa free drinks. Paunti-unti lang ang inom ni Jisoo. Cautious pa rin.

Si Joy, busy makipagkwentuhan sa katabing lalaki niya. Mukhang gusto nila yung isa't isa. Yung pinakamatangkad sa kanila pati yung mukhang foreigner, siya naman ang kinakausap. Marami silang tanong sa kanya. Sa sobrang dami, hindi na niya nasasagot dahil sunod-sunod. 

Yung apat na lalaki naman, nasa isang sulok lang ng booth, may sariling usapan. May isang madaldal, isang tumatawa, isang bumubulong at yung huli, wala talagang kibo. Umiinom lang. Sunod-sunod na pag inom.

Nagkatinginan ulit sila. 

Jisoo didn't understand the look he was giving her. It was intense. It made her scared but it also seemed sad, like it was pleading with her. The look also compelled her to feel an emotion she didn’t want to name and that terrified her.

Siya na ang unang tumaliwas ng tingin. 

She needs a breather. She needs to freshen up. She needs to go home.

Tumayo siya at tinapik si Joy para sabihing magsi-CR lang siya. Sinabihan siya ni Joy na i-text siya kapag naligaw. Jisoo smiled. She knew the drill. 

Nang mahimasmasan si Jisoo pagkatapos maghilamos, nadatnan niya ang lalaking kanina pa niyang napapansin na tumitingin sa kanya. 

He was leaning on the wall, adjacent to the ladies' bathroom, arms crossed in his chest. He was zoning out. Until she caught his attention. 

Nagkatinginan ulit sila. 

"You don't belong there," he started. He had a deep timber in his voice that made the hair on Jisoo’s arm stand up. 

"I know the feeling all too well." He uncrossed his arms and placed them in his pants' pockets. "I've always felt it because the people around me never failed to make me realize that I'm a nobody."

"You're a nobody. Like me." He slowly walked towards her. She stepped backwards as he approached until her back hit the wall and she was trapped. Well, not really. His arms didn't cage her in but his eyes did. 

Jisoo eventually found her voice, albeit a bit dry and shaky. "Is that how you pick up girls? By telling them they're nobodies?"

"I don't usually pick up girls." He replied, breath reeking of alcohol. It was intoxicating. Jisoo didn't particularly hate it. "I'm not the type to pick up girls." 

"And yet here you are."

"No, here you are." He said, closing their distance. 

Something about the way he said she was here stirred her heart. He saw her. She was here. So when he neared for a kiss, Jisoo let him.

His lips were soft and bitter from the alcohol but again, Jisoo didn't mind. There was something so thoughtful with the way he kissed her; it was slow and gentle and it was pleasant. It made her feel nice. Too nice.

When they parted, Jisoo couldn't help but look at his eyes. It was magnetic. He drew her in for another kiss but someone had nudged them over. Nakaharang kasi sila sa daanan ng banyo. 

The man glared at the intruder but when his gaze returned to her, it was with a burning tension of desire. He whispered in her ear. “Let’s go somewhere else.”

Jisoo stepped away from him, having realized how unguarded he made her feel. "Sorry, um, mauuna na ako."

He didn't stop her nor say goodbye, and simply watched her walk away with a glaze look on his eyes.

Hinanap ni Jisoo si Joy para yayain na umuwi pero mukhang nawawala siya. Nakarating na lang siya sa exit ng bar ng hindi na mamalayan. Dahil nakalabas na rin nanaman siya, inisip na lang niyang umuwing magisa. She was about to text Joy na aalis na siya nang nakita niya yung lalaki kanina na nakatayo lang at tulala. 

He looked lonely from behind. Defeated.

Linapitan niya ito. "Ok ka lang?"

He glanced at her. "No."

"Anong ginagawa mo?" 

"Waiting for my cab."

She hummed. "Saan ka pupunta?"

"Akala ko ba uuwi ka na?" He asked.

"I just want to make sure you're safe."

"Shouldn't I be doing that?"

Jisoo frowned. "Lasing ka. You can barely take care of yourself."

"I'm fine."

"Kakasabi mo lang na hindi ka ok."

"I'm not." He laughed. Whiskers appeared on his face. Jisoo found it endearing.  "Fuck, I think I'm drunk. This is a first." He wasn’t slurring his words so Jisoo didn’t know if he really was drunk.

When his cab arrived, she ushered him in. He was spacing out again. It took her less than a minute to decide whether to hop in the cab with him. The cab took them to a hotel where he checked in. She accompanied him to his room and made sure he was alright. When he was seated on the bed and looked like he was about to doze off, Jisoo knew it was her cue to leave. Hindi na siya nagpaalam.

"Where are you going?" He called.

She stopped and turned to him. He was making his way towards the door, to her. 

"Don't leave." Please, his eyes begged. That did it for her.

When she said ok, he placed his hands on her face, and when she repeated it, he smiled, and it was such a handsome smile, before placing a kiss on both of her cheeks. Her third ok was swallowed by his lips. Lips that were plump and smooth, in contrast with her thin ones. 

His kisses were tender at first, as if he was savoring her, but then they became intense.

He kissed her fervently, like a man dying of thirst and finding an oasis in her lips. He tilted her head upwards to deepen the kiss, one of his hands placed loosely at the side of her neck, while the other cradled her head gently. Their lips explored each other thoroughly. 

He sought her lips more and more until she could barely breathe. She pushed him slightly, trying to regain her composure. His lips didn't rest from kissing however. It sought a new home in the juncture of her jaw and neck, teeth grazing the skin lightly and then a teasing nip before kissing it soothingly. Jisoo sighed at that. 

He aimed for her neck after, where he made sucking noises at a spot that made her toes tingle and curl before again, kissing them in a comforting manner.

He was so good at distracting her with his lips that she didn’t notice that his hands had slipped inside her shirt and was caressing the flatness of her stomach. His skin was warm. Jisoo felt that her whole body was aflamed. 

"I want you," he whispered to her. "Do you want me? This?"

"Yeah," she closed her eyes at the feel of him on her mouth again. "I want you."

They started removing their clothes one by one. Jisoo helped him take his blazer off. Shehad to stiffle her laughter when one of his arms got stuck because he couldn't choose from kissing her or getting rid of his cufflinks. But he eventually chose to unlink them first before resuming on necking her. They left it by the door.

His neck tie came off next, one he threw hazardly in the room. He untied her hair after, and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, while she was busy unbuttoning his. All while kissing each other.

With his shirt undone and her shirt loose on her body, he sat in the bed, bringing her along with him. She was perched on his lap, arms looped around his shoulders. His was secured around her waist, while the other was angling her head so that he could kiss her deeper. 

Jisoo moaned when the hand on her waist suddenly trailed her spine. She shivered at his touch when his fingers started to touch her shoulder, slowly letting the slips of her shirt fall, all while watching her reaction. She was breathless, all hot and bothered and he loved every bit of it. He kissed her exposed shoulder while he fingered the straps of her bra, as if asking for her permission. 

“Wait, wait lang,” she said, hiding her face in his neck. “Let me just… let me prepare. This is, um, my first.”

“Your first time?” He kissed the crown of her hair.

Tumungo siya. 

“You don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.” He told her, his palm rubbing soothing gestures at the expanse of her back. 

Umiling siya at huminga ng malalim. Inangat niya ang mukha niya sa leeg ng lalaki at tinignan nito ng maigi, bago dumapo ang kanyang mata sa makapal na labi ng lalaki. 

He took that as his cue to kiss her while deftly removing the clasp of her undergarment from behind. Within a few seconds, she was bare before him. 

Jisoo covered her breasts with her hands and hid in his neck again, trying to hide her embarrassment. He laughed, embracing her. “It’s alright. They’re nice. Don’t be shy, darling.”  

He gathered her body and laid her on the bed gently. He peeled her arms away from her body and had them placed around his neck. Now, she wouldn't be bashful of her nakedness. 

He planted a kiss on each side of her neck, her collarbone, and the valley in between her breasts before his lips found her mouth again, sucking her lower lip and biting it teasingly. He nudged her nose with his, urging her to nibble on his lips, and she did, obligingly but still with some hesitation. 

It was adorable how she was willing to learn despite her obvious timidness. It made him want her more.

When they were both bare-skinned and wanting, the man asked her if this was what she really wanted, that he was not coercing her to do something she would regret, Jisoo kissed him the way he taught her, the type of kiss that made him dizzy and full and begging for more.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm fine." She answered with a smile before hiding herself in his neck. She asked if he had a condom. He grabbed one from his wallet and sheathed himself with it.

When they were both ready, he hovered above her, suddenly looking unsure but Jisoo kissed his worries away. She was afraid too but she was certain she would be alright. The blinding faith she had with this man, a stranger, should cast all kinds of alarm in her head, and in all honesty, she didn't understand it either. Maybe she was entranced by his handsome face, or maybe it was something about his searching eyes and the comfort of his words that made him trustworthy.

She was certain with him.

“I’m going to go slowly, ok?” He said as he positioned himself into her. His cock brushed against her gently and ever so slowly, pushed himself to her. He didn’t go all the way in; he drew back halfway in, waiting for her reaction, and when she showed no discomfort, he entered her with the same pace again, but he inched closer. Each time he moved, she heaved and puffed. He repeated the same process until her breathing evened out. 

Jisoo was uncomfortable with him being inside her. It hurt a bit in the beginning, like there was struggle for him to intrude but it eventually eased out as he repeated his gradual thrusts. 

When the initial sting ebbed out, Jisoo started to feel less bashful. The arms that clung to his neck had started to explore the planes of his body, from his chest to his back but they always trail back to the nape of his neck, where she'd either brush or grab a fistful of his hair, depending on how fast or slow he would go.

The man encouraged her to not only examine his body but also hers. He had her fondle her own breast, and rub herself, although admittedly, she was still a tad bit sheepish about the act. 

He nuzzled the side of her neck as she started voicing out her pleasure. His low chuckles rang in her ear teasingly and she had to pinch him on his sides for him to stop. Well, not to stop. She groaned her complaints and urged for him to continue.

He consumed her grumble with his lips, biting her lower lip playfully before sucking it. Jisoo decided she liked it when he kissed her and, paired with his sensual thrusts, made her like it more. It was exhilarating and intoxicating and it felt like there was a build up inside her. She felt full but she also felt like it wasn’t enough. And there was an anticipation of something that she couldn't seem to grasp. Until, until she couldn't, until she needed to hold on to something because there was something that wanted to escape from her, she wanted release and, and, for a split second, everything stood still. There was no sound, no sight, nothing. La petite mort. 

And then, the sensation of skin against skin. 

And the sound of his heavy panting. 

Then his eyes. There was a glint of want in his eyes. A flash of belongingness. 

Jisoo fell asleep with those eyes in her dreams.

—

After what could have been fifteen minutes but was actually an hour, Jinyoung stirred from his light nap and saw the world spin. He tried to massage his head to alleviate the slight pounding in his head. He was still drunk and weirdly elated.

His vision was doubling but when he saw her, it focused. She was lying on her side, her head cushioned by one of her arms (which was, to Jinyoung's dismay, also covering her naked breast) while the other was set atop his palm. She was awake.

He propped his elbow to get a better look of her. She was young and pretty and had an innocent look on her. He wondered what her name was. He was about to ask when she spoke.

"Can," the girl bit her lip. He didn't know if she was aware that she was scratching his skin with her nails faintly. It was arousing and oddly endearing how nervous she was. "Can we do it again?"

He couldn't help but chuckle. She was so shy the first time around but she was more confident now. "Yes," he said, capturing her with another kiss.

The second time they did it, the girl was more comfortable and more receptive to his suggestions. He was more open and talkative and he said all kinds of dirty talk that made her laugh and blush at the same time. He liked hearing her laughter.

But he loved the way she whined and moaned under him more. 

He was slightly rougher and more enthusiastic, as opposed to his moderated manner earlier, but she didn't mind. In fact, she seemed to like it even more  encouraging him with her yes, oh, and that's good, you feel so good.

He reached his peak faster this time and as did she, and soon they both fell into a deep and satisfying slumber, tangled in each other's arms.