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[t3kandson]

Broken Mama

Word counter; 4,920

Fandom; A.C.E

Pairing; Reader X Kim Sehyoon, Reader X Kim Byeongkwan, Kim Sehyoon X Kim Byeongkwan

Characters; Kim Sehyoon, Kim Byeongkwan, Park Junhee, Lee Donghun & Kang Yuchan

Warnings; Angst, Jealousy, insecurity, misunderstandings. No smut that's the next part. Sickness, Poor Pregnancy health & Surrogacy.

Notes; Part Two of Baby Mama, (the other two parts of this collection has been written but not yet edited)

Happy Birthday to my perfect ult 😘🎂🎉🥳🎊🎈🎁💜

The nerves heavily built in the room as you sat there watching the pregnancy test on the table. Your fingers laced with your best friend Kim Byeongkwan who was also doing the same with his lover Kim Sehyoon. "If it's negative, remember to not let it get to you," Sehyoon said to help your emotions. "Yeah it means we get to have more fun again," Byeongkwan winks your way feeling your nervousness spiralling out of control. This was something you wasn't so sure of when Byeongkwan first asked you. But now you had imagined being a mum it's all you wanted. Even if the family dynamic was a little extreme. "I can't look," you said dropping your hand and contact from Byeongkwan. "It'll be ok, have faith," he gave a nervous chuckle as you made your way to the window. "Holy shit," he gasped as your body shot to face him. His figure was shaking slightly with the stick in his grip. Eyes brushing with Sehyoon they both smiled wide with excitement. "What does it say?" You gasped making your way back to them both. "We're going to have a baby Y/N," Byeongkwan said with pure excitement that he threw himself at you. "Be careful of the baby," Sehyoon snapped as you lost your balance to fall back on the sofa, with Byeongkwan clinging to you for dear life. "We're having a baby," he shrieked ignoring his partner's concern. -------------------🔺-------------------

From then everything changed. Like they had suggested they brought a bigger house. A three bedroom in the suburbs. Sehyoon had used his connections with his friend Kang Yuchan’s media company to further your career. You had expected your relationship to become something a little less conventional. But the former relationship after your antic switched back. Sehyoon being very careful to not be too close to you. You put his words during the night you conceived down to over thought emotions. Maybe he newly found a Breeding Kink or maybe it was part of his claim kink. While you imagined Sehyoon to be the one who wrapped you in cotton wool. It surprised you that instead it was Byeongkwan. Every sniffle, cough, hiccup had him in a panicked frenzy. Becuase of his meltdown, it turned to Sehyoon to be the calm one rubbing your back as you spewed into the toilet when the morning sickness hit. All while Byeongkwan would shop for anything to help ease your symptoms. Bowls of chicken soup, peppermint tea and ginger biscuits always awaiting you with what looked like several bottles of water. The thermometer in his shaky hands waiting when you enter as you hear Sehyoon Sigh. "Babe She's not dying it's morning sickness," he would grumble as he walked with his hand on your back to the sofa. Byeongkwan always leaping up to find a blanket to throw over you as he started bringing his after Sickness food snacks. ------------------🔺--------------------

However, it hit a different emotional level when you had your first scan. Your baby looking like they was dancing inside your tiny pregnant formed stomach. Byeongkwan was split between laughter and tears. Sehyoon’s eyes glazing over teary as his hands fell into yours. Watching the way they looked at each other and then you, was just as emotional. ---------------------🔺-----------------

Just a couple months later the scenes repeated but this time Byeongkwan was overly excited. "Can you tell us what we're having?" He asked as Sehyoon shot his gaze upon him. "Wait I thought we decided we didn't want to know," he said with his eyes furrowed. "You decided, I didn't . I want to know. No I need to know," he blurted out as his eyes look to yours for permission. "Fine, but I don't, so I'm going to step out the room," Sehyoon said reluctant leaving you both. "But I won't be impressed if either you two tell me," he warned as he left the room. "It's a Boy right?" Byeongkwan giggled impatiently. "You are indeed having a son," the sonographer blurted out as you watched Byeongkwan looked stunned. “I knew it,” he said looking pleased with his prediction. “I swore you said it was going to be a girl,” you teased him as he rolled his eyes your way. “I said I wanted a daughter, not that we were going to have one,” he said happily excitedly shaking his head as your hand fell to your growing bump. "He's going to be so beautiful if he takes after his daddy's," you said feeling your heart warm. You wondered if he would have Byeongkwan’s Eyes, but then that would practically confirm the biological father to you all. Maybe Sehyoon’s comforting calm personality be thrown into your child. Atleast you could kid yourself it was the environment rather then genetics. "If he takes after his mum he will be perfect," Byeongkwan said picking your hand up to leave a kiss upon them. "You admitting I'm beautiful?” you said with a cheeky wink. "Shhhh," he said chuckling with a wink of an eye as he looked at the screen once more. "And he's a very healthy boy at that," the sonographer confirmed. Byeongkwan's grin widened that made you feel giddy with happiness. Holding the scan picture in his grip he looked lost in the world of just him and his son. "He's so beautiful Y/N," he sighed as you elbowed him seeing Sehyoon walk towards you. "Remember he doesn't want to know," you growled as you smiled Sehyoon's way. "Have I got one?" Sehyoon asked intrigued with Byeongkwan's scan picture. "Here," you smiled passing him the envelope. Taking the photo out his smile matched Byeongkwan's. "Look at you two turning into messes," you chuckled as Sehyoon put his arm around you. "Let's go home," he said as Byeongkwan slowly walked behind you memorised. ------------------🔺--------------------

How on earth Sehyoon didn't guess the multiple times Byeongkwan slipped he in conversation. But when Sehyoon found the stash of Boy clothing you hid in the nursery he looked disappointed your way. "I was so hoping Byeongkwan was teasing me," he said placing the clothes on the kitchen table. "Why was you snooping in the closest when you knew I knew the gender and was shopping," you moaned scooping up your Soup. "I just...." he paused as he thought hard. "You disappointed?" You asked looking up at him worried. "Jesus no, I'm happy, just feels like I didn't get the excitement with the surprise," he said thumberling with his fingers. "I should have found out when you both did," he pouted as you made your way towards him. "But I am happy, happy were going to have a healthy son," he said resting his palm over your bump. "Our son is going to be perfect," you said resting your hand over his in a moment of pure bliss. However, there was a spark of something more. His eyes glazing over with an expression you hadn't viewed since you conceived. His hand turned to your face to cup them in his palm. You could feel the need of him wanting something much more then the friendship you had built. But it felt wrong with Byeongkwan not included. This moment in time it felt like you were doing something awful sunbathing in the electric atmosphere between you both. Sehyoon closed his eyes removing his hand as guilt drove through you. Before he could speak Byeongkwan came through the door. "What's got you two looking so awkward," Byeongkwan said noticing the atmosphere between you both. "He knows," you stutter avoiding Sehyoon's eyes. Sehyoon who had composed himself looked to his lover with a deadpan expression. "You finally listened to something I said. I've been hinting for weeks," Byeongkwan chuckled as he hanged his coat up. "However, no excuse to be all up in the air with Y/N," he said with a slight scolding tone. "He found the boys baby clothes," you said biting your lips. "Wait you brought baby clothes for our son without me," Byeongkwan snapped looking a little hurt. "Hold up your bitter at her yet I've told you it was a boy several times," Byeongkwan said before you could try and apologise. "I was hoping you was playing games with me," Sehyoon said with a sulking tone you hadn't witnessed before. "Well surprise were having a son," Byeongkwan said with his usual happy face. It took a couple of seconds to crack Sehyoon who rolled his eyes and took to the sofa. "And you missy," he said pointing at you as you gulped. "You promised me we would go clothes shopping together and you went alone," he pouted as you smirked. "Don't smile at me you're such a traitor I won't forgive you," he said crossing his arms. Sneaking your arms around him you tilted your head into his neck snuggling up to him. "Sorry," you said as he held back a chuckle. Sehyoon’s eyes was heavy focused on your usual friendship hug. His emotions blank as guilt ran through you letting him go. "Hey I need more persuasion for your apology," Byeongkwan scoffed feeling the emptiness. "Your lover looks like he would murder me if I hold you a second longer," you scoff watching Sehyoon's eyes widen at your joke. "Haha Kim Sehyoon are you jealous of our baby mama," Byeongkwan says pleased with this revelation. "Whatever," he said rolling his eyes as guilt hit you that he was feeling jealous. Had you crossed the line between them both? Had emotions between you three got out of hand? Your heart beat at the memories of their promise you wouldn't lose them. Though for now you hadn't, but the fear of that happening really threw anxiety and fear into your mind. --------------------🔺------------------

Things got slightly awkward afterwards. Sehyoon didn't like being alone with you, avoiding touching you unless you needed to for the baby. Yet when ever Byeongkwan was his usual clingy self you could see Sehyoon's eyes following you both, like some jealous boyfriend. You had witnessed Byeongkwan being jealous, but not Sehyoon. You had started to avoid them both, being sick in a bucket in your room with the music loud so they couldn't hear. Working late, to avoid going home so quickly. So when Yuchan offered a week long work trip you jumped up at it.

Sehyoon's jaw tensed slightly as Byeongkwan's eyes widened when you said you would be away for a week. "Y/N I thought we was a team, you can't just take our baby away for a whole week," he scoffed not amused as you tilted your head his way. "First it's work, which you guys agreed was very important and secondly I'm not taking your baby away, don't be melodramatic," you said deadpanning his way. "What if he kicks and we're not there to feel it," he said crossing his arms making you chuckle. "Then I am sure he will do that when I get home too," you said as he frowned. "Y/N it's a once a time offer when it's their firsts," he whined as you pressed your hands to his arm. Feeling Sehyoon's eyes zoom on the interaction, you dragged your hands back looking guilty his way. "Look through this whole journey their will be times all of us will be missing firsts. We take risks we will miss those everyday. It's not like any of us can quit working is their," you said softly as Byeongkwan sulked like a pubescent teenager. "Plus I'm sure he will wait for his daddy to be around when he decides to use me as a football," you smiled stroking your bump. "Why have you got nothing to add?” Byeongkwan said turning to Sehyoon for support. "We promised to respect the boundaries set," he said shrugging avoiding eye contact your way. "Fine," Byeongkwan said throwing himself back in to the chair as you chuckled at his childish actions. "Look I promise to have my vitamins, I promise to message you every day. You can even call and I’ll put the phone to my belly. You can have a conversation if you need to," you said reassuringly as he deadpanned your way. "Yeah how’s that going to work. It’s not like we can communicate," he said sulky. "Plus you two get to have some you two time," you said looking to Sehyoon. "It must be so hard having a women you both rammed living in your house," you added as Sehyoon blinked to your words. Silence filled the air as they both thought. "Y/N why you talking," , "Thanks Y/N I appreciate that. Me and Byeongkwan could do with enjoying the alone time," Sehyoon said cutting Byeongkwan off. The latter looked to him confused. "Right that's agreed so I need to get packing," you said before Byeongkwan could ask any more questions. --------------------🔺------------------

"So do you have a boyfriend?” Yuchan asked while tucking into your Jjajangmyeong. "I'm pregnant," you said brushing your hands over your belly as you deadpanned his way. "But you're a surrogate, aren't you?" He said popping some food in his mouth. "Well that's what Sehni said," he said focusing on his food. The word surrogate reminded you that you wasn't romantic in any way with them, despite the little butterfly feeling they gave you. "How about I introduce you to a friend?" He offered smiling your way. "I don't know Channie," you said pushing your hair behind your ear. "Well he's got a meeting here tomorrow, he could pop in, have a couple of drinks," he said eyes blinking at his words. "Well something not alcohol for you," he said smiling his radiant smile. "It’ll be nice to meet him, but don't get your hopes up I'm not exactly in a condition to date," you said showing your body to him. "You can take the time to get to know each other first and then when you popped then date," he said with his deep belly chuckle. "It won't work but hey I could do with more friends to socialise," you said playing with your food. The sudden familiar sickness was biting at you once again as you placed your chopsticks down. "You ok?" Yuchan asked with slight concern. "Yeah just fed up with this pregnancy sickness," you said getting up and wobbling. "Woah, take it easy, do you want me to call Sehni?” He asked concerned as you shook your head. "He and Kwannie will only worry," you said holding on to the wall as you felt weak. "But they should do, that's their baby," he said as your body tensed up. It hurt to hear so much how you were suddenly being perceived as not this child's mum. Is this how Byeongkwan really felt? Is this why Sehyoon had gone strangely off with you? "It's my body that's not working great, their baby is absolutely fine," you said with your eyes fixed sternly on Yuchan’s face. "Their your friends they will still want to know," Yuchan said with clear apprehension on his features. "As an friend I'm entitled to my privacy," you said as he looked defeated with the conversation. Sitting on your bed you felt your head spin. Your emotions feeling overwhelming and confused. ------------------🔺--------------------

You woke up to several missed calls from Byeongkwan. Just as you was about to reply to him, Yuchan dashed into your room. "Y/N, they've moved the meeting early we got an hour to get there," he said with panic in his face. Propping the phone into your pocket you smiled reassuring his way. "It's ok, Calm, we can do this I'm almost ready," you said walking towards him. "You've not had breakfast," he said looking worried. "It's ok I will just grab something on the way," you said as you watched him relax a little. -----------------🔺---------------------

However, in the rush you arrived having forgot to purchase something as you felt your stomach rumble. Yuchan thankfully hadn't heard as you knew he would be nagging you further. "Hi Miss Y/N," your client said taking your hand and pressing kisses to it. "Hi Mr Park," you said holding your hand back as you took his pretty features. You could feel Yuchan's eyes on you as you were getting lost in Junhee's. "I'm Yuchan, Kang Yuchan," Yuchan said offering his hand breaking the eye contact. "Thank you for coming all this way to see me," he said as he sat at his desk. Many shows that his tv company's was hoping to produce this year was the pipeline of Yuchan’s PR company's success. The meeting seemed to take ages as you discussed the reality and survival shows that his company wanted yours to give positive PR for. "Well here's my number," he said passing Yuchan his Card. "Incase you need to get in contact with me," he added as he picked another one up. "Or just to chat," he said holding yours to you. "I think it's wonderful doing such a sweet thing," he said sweetly as your eyebrows furrowed confused. "Mr Kang tells me you're a surrogate," he said as you could feel your body tense to that word. "Sorry, I know it's none of my business. I'm sorry I shouldn't have spoke so personally," Mr Park said as his eyes looked with sincerity. "It's ok, just it's complicated," you said honestly as he smiled his way to you. "Well if there's anything I can do just give me a call," he said. "Thanks Mr Park," you replied words failing you. "Call me Junhee," he said as he looked dazzling into your eyes. "But for now let's all have lunch together," he said as your body tensed. You knew food would no doubt make you queasy. "We've got another schedule to attend to, but I'm sure we would love to soon, maybe one day this week before we return back home," Yuchan said feeling the tension from your body. "Ok I will keep you to your word," Junhee said standing up straightening his jacket before offering Yuchan's hand. Yuchan mirrored him, smiling as he bowed to him before Junhee took your hand in his. "Till then Y/N," he said with a warming smile your way. "Thank you Mr Park," you replied bowing. "I told you call me Junhee," he said softly. "Sorry Junhee," you said with what you were sure was a blush. He really was very pretty to look at. But the slight dizziness reminded you you were carrying another man's child. "Jesus Y/N the man's nerve," Yuchan said as you left the building. "What, you were the one telling me to seek dating," you said holding his card in your palm. "Yeah Donghun not Mr Park," he scoffed raising his hand for the taxi coming its way. "What's wrong with him he's quite charming," you said as he opened the car door with his eyebrow arched. "Wasn't you the one tensing up at his offer of lunch?" He queried as you slid into the taxi. "I can't eat in front of strangers. It makes me anxious especially with this sickness," you said rubbing your bump. "You still haven't eaten," Yuchan scoffed concerned. "It's ok Channie, I'll make something when we get back to the apartment," you said as he didn't look reassured. "I promised Sehni I would look after you, please tell me you took your vitamins today," he said which made your eyes roll. That was till you couldn't remember if you had taken them this whole trip. "You didn't did you?" Yuchan whined your way. "I honestly can't remember it's been so chaotic since arriving," you said in your defence. "So no vitamins today, nor any food," Yuchan asked for confirmation like he hadn't been with you all day. "It's ok, I’ll sort it when we're back," you tried to reassure him. "But we have a video call with head office in half an hour," he said concerned. "It will be ok," you replied with your hand on his shoulder. "It better be," he said with a slight frustration. --------------------🔺------------------

The call was only suppose to take an hour, yet three hours had passed. Your stomach was rumbling like crazy, you felt really nauseas. Sehyoon’s name as well as Byeongkwan's was flashing on your silent phone from their call. Throwing yourself to the back of your chair with exhaustion Yuchan looked at you. "Why don't you have a bath, get changed before Donghun's here and I’ll order something to eat," Yuchan said as you smiled up at him. "Thanks," you said as you passed him to the bathroom for a well needed bath.

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"I'll get Donghun to bring some food," Yuchan said with some hope as you looked up to him on the sofa. "I don't know, I'm not comfortable eating in front of strangers incase I'm sick," you said with worry. "So what your not going to eat?” he said with his hands on his hips. The takeaway taking two hours to arrive and being noted as delivered when it hadn't had caused a large bout of tension. "Plus he knows your pregnant and I'm sure he wouldn't mind holding your hair as you puke," he said rolling his eyes scoffing. "I don't even let you do that," you said scowling his way. "Fine eat it in your room, but you have to eat," he snapped. "Sehyoon’s already sending narky messages because you've been ignoring them all day," he shot out as you pursed your lips his way. "I've been busy, you know full well we both have," you shot out. ---------------------🔺-----------------

"Food and the main show’s here," the chirpy voice said as he came through the door. Yuchan leaping up to snake his hand around his back welcoming him to the air b&b apartment you were staying in. "This is our wonderful, yummy mummy Y/N," Yuchan said showing his arm to you. "Yeah don't say that," you said cringing with his words. "Oh Channie," Donghun said patting him on the shoulder. "Don't change," he added smirking. "No please do might get less yapping," you said playfully his way. "Thanks for getting the food, we've both not eaten all day," he said grabbing the bag from his older friend and taking it to the table. "Chinese ok with everyone?" Donghun asked. "Y/N won't eat with us," Yuchan said as you felt the nausea attack from the smell of the food. "I promise I won't nag like him," Donghun chuckled your way. "Morning sickness she's anxious," Yuchan said pulling the different tubs on the table. "Anxious for what reason?” he asked you quizzingly. "Well," , "because you don't know me," he cut you off as you nodded. "Well if that makes you more comfortable I won't be disheartened," Donghun said reassuringly, his eyes twinkling in the light. "Thanks," you said as Chan offered you a plate. "Come on eat or I really will tell on you," he nagged as you groaned. --------------------🔺------------------

Like you knew it would, less then five minutes after the first bite you was head in the toilet puking. Your head all over the place when you jumped from a large pair of hands on your back. "I’ve got you some ginger tea, it's said it helps with sickness," he said rubbing it in circles. Instead of being embarrassed you took the cup from him. "Did you go to the shops to get this?" You asked turning to face him as he bent his knees to the floor to your level. "Yes, Yuchan was saying your really having a hard time with the morning sickness," he said concerned as embarrassment hit you. "It's ok my sister Inlaw was the same, drink some your feel better I promise," he said as he slid to the floor to join you. "One of the baby's dads buys this, it don't work," you said feeling doubtful. "It's a special concoction," he smiles unfazed. Taking a sip your eyes widened to find a mixture of flavours, mint and lemon hitting alongside the ginger. "It's lemon balm and Peppermint with ginger," he confirmed smiling as you enjoy sipping the drink. "Sorry this probably wasn't what you planned for your evening with your friend," you apologised as his smile never faltered. "How can I leave such a damsel in distress for some man time," he said chuckling. "I don't think I'm quite the damsel in distress," you said taking a larger gulp of the fluid. "You sure about that," he said as he took the cup from you as your body twisted to face the toilet bowl again. "Thought you said this would work," you cried as your body heaved. "Anythings worth a shot right," he said rubbing your back. Your head was swarming as your stomach felt in knots. But when your vision started to be cloudy you started panicking a little. "I really don't feel right," you whimpered. "I know Y/N," he said not understanding as he continued to comfort you. Twisting to face him as palpitations attacked you. "No I really don't feel good," you said holding on to him as his eyes widened. Hearing the crashing of the door didn't even faze you as you struggled with your failing body. "What the fuck Y/N," you heard the disgust in Byeongkwan's voice as you collapsed into Donghun's chest. -----------------🔺---------------------

You made your way to your room the second your foot hit the apartment. "We need to talk," Sehyoon grumbled with a tone you had never witnessed. "I just need to have a shower first," you said ignoring his request. "No, it can't wait we need to talk now," Sehyoon demanded as you gulped turning to look at them both. You knew the storm that was coming. Their silence from the hospital bed when the consultant confirmed you was anaemic. They were waiting to be alone to rip into you. It would have possibly have happened in the car ride home if it wasn't for the fact your head was in the sick bag for most the journey. But Byeongkwan and Sehyoon's pure silence told you that the storm was brewing. "Can you Atleast let my stomach settle before this upcoming lecture," you begged looking into Sehyoon's eyes as they slightly softened. "No Y/N we need to know what's going on," Sehyoon said less demanding. "I'm pregnant I'm sick I'm anaemic. It's as simple as I said," you said a little edgy. "You been skipping your Vitamins, skipping food. You did this," Byeongkwan snapped as you felt tears escape slightly. "I'm sorry, time just was too chaotic I didn't set out to do this," you whined as Byeongkwan looked with anger in his eyes walked closer to you. "You promised me, you promised me you would look after my baby," he said with his eyes twitching as Sehyoon gently held onto him. "I'm sorry I don't know how many times I need to say this," you said as the tears started to fall. You looked to Sehyoon with almost pleading in your eyes. "Don't give him those puppy eyes, he's super pissed too," Byeongkwan snapped as your head lowered. "We trusted you Y/N. We trusted you to have mine and Sehyoon’s baby. You're letting us down so badly," Byeongkwan said his eye widen with pure anger. "Your baby?" You hit out letting Yuchan words hit you. "Yes our baby," Byeongwan snapped looking at Sehyoon confirming to you that their was no misunderstanding on Yuchan's part. "I'm sorry I will be more careful," you said as you felt your tear escape down your face. "Y/N were just,", "I know I've let you both down, you have every right to be upset when you trusted me with such a big thing like this," you gulped back holding the bust of tears that was threatening to emerge cutting Sehyoon off. "I'm going for my shower now," you said with trembling lips. "Y/N," Sehyoon said softly. "The smell of sick isn't healthy, it will keep me being sick. Which isn't what your baby needs," you said watching Sehyoon's face etch with concern. You waited till he nodded and rushed to the bathroom. Turning the shower you threw yourself in clothes as well. Sinking to the bottom you allowed the burst to fall. Pulling your knees as best as you could to your chest, you rocked as you sobbed quietly. You felt the whole relationship you had with them both was ruined with this arrangement. The promise to not lose your friends falling through. The baby that you also wanted felt like it was being snatched away. --------------------🔺------------------

The atsmophere changed, Sehyoon joined Byeongkwan’s constantly nagging. Each morning Byeongkwan would wake you and drag you to the table to eat. Vitamins and medication were placed into your palm like they could no longly trust you. Their eyes watching as you took each one. Sehyoon would drop you to work. Yuchan would film you taking your medication and eating your lunch to Sehyoon to confirm you was taking care of yourself. The evenings once Sehyoon collected you was just as worse. Listening to their plans for your child. It was like a knife to your stomach hearing them plan their family life. One you knew you wouldn't exist in. --------------------🔺------------------

Feeling your baby kick when you showered hurt so much. Your hands reaching out to feel it once again. You cried with happiness at the growing bundle. But also sadness that you were being expected to leave your child behind. You felt mean but you kept the new development from them. It was like you needed this little bit to yourself.

Bitter Sweet Mama / Baby Mama 2 + 2

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If I can’t have you..No one can

WORD COUNT : 1.4K

GENRE : DARK, Angst. Prince Junhee

WARNING : Ambiguous Morality, Mention of death, murder, Knife, threatening of life (If I missed any warning, please comment or DM)

NOTE : Whoever expected fluff when I posted yesterday that I have a fic for Junhee, I would like to personally apologize to you.

“The prince is in love.” the Queen spoke up and she looked up at the Queen as she was serving her tea. She probably was not talking about her, Karissa thought as she looked at the disgust on the Queen’s face. 

“How’s that a bad thing my Queen?’

“Well for starters it's not you. It's a commoner!” the Queen spat and Karissa repressed a smile. The Prince’s heart matters nothing at all as long as the Queen wanted her to be the next Queen.

“I cant believe after training you for almost 7 years to take my position, Junhee had the audacity to tell me he wants to marry for love! How is he to be a king!” the Queen continued her grumbling as Karissa smiled at her.

“Why don't you let me talk to the Prince, my Queen?”

“Yes! You do that. See if you can put some sense into him. He has always listened to you!” the queen said as Karissa bowed to take her leave. Ofcourse he always listened to her. She had always been nice and charming for him. She looked up at the sudden grey clouds at the sound of thunder.

Guess it was time to let him know that she won’t leave what was hers so easily.

~

“You wanted to see me Miss. Karissa?” Junhee said as he bowed and kissed her hand. Always so gentle, oh how much she adored him.

“I heard..rumours. From the Queen.”

His face grimaced slightly.

“Is it about our marriage?”

“I heard you wanted to break off the engagement.” she said and he looked away, clearly avoiding her eyes.

“Please understand that I wanted you to be the first to know.”

“Know what my Prince? That you were in love with someone who was not me? Who was a mere commoner?”

His head whipped up at the mention and if there was pain in his eyes, so was anger now.

“Her being a commoner means nothing, her status doesn't matter to me.”

“Well clearly it doesn't! if it did,a  Prince like you wont be wanting to break off your marriage with me, a Noble to be with a Peasant!”

When his jaw clenched, she knew she had lost him. He won't listen. And she had lost.

“If that was all, I’ll be taking my leave Lady.”

Well mannered even when she could feel the anger simmering underneath his skin.

“Marry me. Take her as your Mistress. I won't even mind if you’ll spend every night with her as long as I'll be the Queen.”

He turned around to look at her. The eyes she had adored since she was 9 were cold as they stared her down.

“Is that all I am to you? A way to the crown? A way for you to be the Queen?” Junhee asked and she stared at him.

“Did you ever loved me?”

“I did.” she said. “Until you chose her.”

~ “Are the preparations for tonight’s party done?” the Queen asked Karissa as she nodded.

“As always! You never cease to surprise me Karissa. I am so happy you convinced the Prince for the marriage.”

Karissa just smiled at the Queen as they walked into the hall where the party was to be held. 

“My lady, sorry to interrupt but there's an urgent matter you should attend to.” a knight asked her and she bowed to the Queen as she went to her parlour.

The Karrissa that left the parlour after it though, was livid. The Prince was trying to fool her - he was going to present his peasant girl as his fiance, in front of all the nobles and delegates and make a fool out of her. How dare he?!

“Find her. And bring her to this room.” she ordered as she left to get ready for the party. She’d put an end to this problem once and for all.

~

“Your majesty, Lady Karissa is asking for you in her parlour. It seemed urgent.” The knight spoke to Junhee who had been at the party for a bit more than a few minutes. He bowed to the Duke he was talking to and left with the knight. It wasn't out of character for the lady to call for him out of the blue but a bit before the party she worked weeks for was throwing him off a bit.

He knocked on the door as he entered, “Lady Karissa?” 

The sight that greeted him made him hurry to the centre of the room where his lover was tied to a chair with a cloth covering her mouth.

“What happened here? Why is she tied?” Junhee yelled at the knights standing around who didn't answer him. He pulled out his sword and put it on one of the knight’s neck who didn't even flinch. They were loyal but not to him.

“Calm down would you my Prince?” he heard as Karrissa entered the parlour from the other door. 

“Did you do this Karrissa?” he asked and she laughed.

“And here I thought you couldn't even be rude to a prisoner but you already dropped the titles. I suppose I should too then.” she spoke as she walked towards him until she was standing behind the tied up girl.

A whine resounded in the room as she grabbed her by the hair and Junhee cursed as two knights grabbed him from behind.

“I thought we had a deal Junhee. You would marry me and make me the Queen and take her as your mistress. What happened then huh? How dare you try to trick me and bring her here to announce her to the public?! And that too in my dress! MY precious cerulean dress, how dare you give it to a peasant like her!”

“So? What if I want her to be the queen? You’re too hungry for power! And she deserves everything that is yours more than you!” he spat back as the smile on her face dropped.

She sighed as she took two steps back and ruffled her dress a little bit. A glint caught Junhee’s eyes as she pulled a small dagger out of the dress’s layers and he struggled more in the arms of the knights.

The whine turned to sobs as the girl felt the blade of the cold knife against her neck.

“How about we talk now about my hunger for power?”

~ “..And there is the Prince!” the Queen exclaimed as Junhee and Karissa walked down the stairs, hand in hand.

“I would publicly like to announce that our Prince, my Junhee, is officially engaged to marry Miss. Karissa in the time of 2 weeks!” 

Round of applause and soft congratulations filled the room as Karissa squeezed Junhee’s hand, “Smile dear soon to be Husband, the grimace doesn't suit your face.” as Junhee smiled at the crowd.

A running soldier distracted everyone at the party as he ran directly towards the dais, knocking into the nobles here and there.

“My queen! My Prince! There’s been an accident!” he shouted and she felt as Junhee stiffened.

“What's wrong?” the Queen said.

“A Girl was found dead in the gardens! It looked like she jumped from the roof of the palace or maybe someone pushed her.” he spoke and Karissa tightened her grip on the Prince’s arm.

“What was she wearing?” Junhee asked, sounding too calm for everyone but she could hear the tremor in his voice.

“A cerulean dress, My Prince.”

Karissa pulled him towards her as she felt his legs weaken and he let her pull him close as he leaned on her.

“The Prince and the Queen should leave to safely lest it be an attempt on their lives. It could have been an ssasination. Knights, go search the surroundings and lead the nobles outside!” Karissa ordered and everyone followed as the Queen left to her room and she helped Junhee walk to his. 

When they entered his room he fell on the bed as Karissa leaned over him, unbuttoning his jacket.

“Why did you kill her?”

“It wouldn't have led to this Junhee had you just done what I asked you to. She could have lived and you would have lived with her.” she spoke as she pulled his jacket away and then pulled at his shoes.

“But then again, who knows. I could have gotten jealous. You are a very selfish man Junhee, you never thought of me or how much I loved you - how much I gave up for you and learnt to be your Queen.”

She went to the candle stand as she blew it out.

“I do not take nicely to my things being taken away from me. And If i can't have you..no one can Junhee.”

She closed the door behind herself as she left Junhee alone. Alone with the guilt of getting his lover killed because of his foolishness.

[huihuiheart]

Classy - Park Junhee

Summary: Junhee shocked everyone when he confessed to you during the last week of class, giving you his class ring as a sign of his affections for all to see. If only they knew the real meanings behind that gift.

Paring: Jock/Popular Junhee x F! Reader - College au

Warnings: Beer pong, drinking, unprotected sex, rough sex, dom/sub themes, ring kink, manhandling, oral (male receiving), face fucking, hair pulling, spanking, mention of marks, fingering, degradation, daddy kink, light slapping, bondage, light choking, slight breeding kink, overstimulation.

Word Count: 5,410

“Yes Y/N I’m serious, I want you to come play as my partner. No tricks or conditions I genuinely want you there.” Junhee had patiently spent the last ten minutes trying to convince you to play beer pong with him. Despite barely having ever had contact with him before. You had one class together and one project, but you worked on it in class with the rest of a group of five. Never had either of you reached out to the other as like a social hangout, especially when you came from two entirely different groups. Junhee was here on a sports scholarship, and while not being the star or his career choice there was no doubt that he was athletic and a favorite player on the team. He also was graduating in two months and moving onto a university to continue his studies in what he actually wanted to pursue for his future. You on the other hand still had a year of college left before you moved on to university, focusing your studies in the science department, but waiting to fully chose a major until university. Not sure if medical, forensics, or botany spoke to you yet, while he seemed so sure of where his life was going. Hence why you two had only passed in one general education class all this time, well before this party that your friends insisted on dragging you to before you had to cram for any finals.

“Sorry, I’m just really confused as to why you’d want me to play with you. I’ve never played before and we haven’t really talked, so I’m just surprised.” You admit causing Junhee to chuckle as he grabs your write and leads you off to the table where his friend  Donghun and his girlfriend were already waiting.

“Exactly! So you can learn something new and we’ll get a change to really know each other since we didn’t during that project.” The way he smiled at you and seemed to remember you so genuinely blew you away a little. You knew he was a kind person, you could always tell but there just simply wasn’t much reason for him to notice you at least to your knowledge, “It’ll be lots of fun I promise, and if you don’t enjoy it then we can always just have a conversation or something.”

You gave a small nod, giving in to his slightly pushy but in all considerate nature. You could give something new a try especially if the person introducing you to in was willing to let it go instead of forcing you to continue if you didn’t enjoy it. Not that you really had to worry about getting too drunk though, Junhee was good enough at this for the both of you and easily won. Wordlessly stepping aside to let another pair take over to just talk with you, incase you weren’t comfortable speaking up.

“So that wasn’t too bad was it?” His voice is playful as he takes a spot besides you in a quieter corner of the party, knowing you at least found yourself laughing a few times during the game. 

“No, I survived just fine thanks to you. Though I think one game a party is enough for me. I don’t really like getting drunk in places like this.” Your voice weakens with your admission as if ready for him to mock you for something that seemed so silly even though as a woman it was so normal.

“Yeah, it’s hard to know who’s here and if you can trust them, especially with all the things that happen. I won’t make you drink anymore if you don’t want though.” Junhee assured you before offering a change of subject after if you wanted it, placing your comfort as his priority even though you were just getting to know each other. An hour of just talking passed before you knew it and you almost....almost felt bad about stealing him away from the party. It was too easy to enjoy his presence though, too nice to have someone to talk to after being dragged someplace you didn’t want to be and then abandoned by your friends. 

“I’m going to be honest Y/N. I didn’t want to get to know you so we could be friends. I wanted to get to know you so that I could ask you out.” Junhee admits bluntly to you his admission stunning you for a moment before you collect your thoughts again.

“Really? So like a fling? Cause after graduation you’ll be onto bigger and better won’t you?” You wouldn’t think less of him for it, but he wasn’t going to be around much longer so you wanted to know what you would be getting into if you were to agree.

“I mean if that’s all it ends up being then yeah I guess a fling. Honestly though I’ve been looking for an excuse to come ask you all year, so if it works out to be more then I wouldn’t be opposed at all.” Junhee’s warm palm cupped your cheek, contrasting with the cool metal bands of the rings on his fingers as he gently tilts your head to look at him, “I’m not just asking so that I can play with your feelings though.”

Junhee’s been so genuine with you all evening that you can’t help but believe his words now too, especially when he leans in to press his lips against yours in the gentlest, most fragile of ways. As if he was afraid to scare you away, but also couldn’t hold back any longer. Only easing up when he feels you responding to his kiss, you two becoming lost in your little corner away from the chaos of the party. Until your phone buzzed anyways, your friend sending you an sos message and meaning you’d have to leave Junhee. Both of you cursing later that night upon realizing that in the daze from the kiss neither of you had given the other your number.

Junhee was more than proactive about resolving that situation though as he waited by the entrance closest to where most of your classes were located the next morning, searching for any sign of you from his post. Weaving through groups of grumbling people to reach you when he finally spotted you.

“Y/N! Hey, I forgot to give you my number last night. I mean if you wanted it anyways. If not that’s fine and I’ll just let you get to class.” Junhee nervously rubs the back of his neck, not having thought of the possibility that you might have intentionally not exchanged numbers until he’d already practically stalked you at the entrance of the collage. 

You giggle a little at his anxious behavior, noticing the confidence he usually had fade away some, but the sound of your laughter does get him to relax some, “Have you been waiting here all morning for me?”

Junhee nods bashfully as his cheeks dust with a faint pink hue, something rather uncharacteristic for him, “Y-Yeah I skipped my morning coffee and came straight here cause I didn’t want to miss you.” 

“Well we can’t have that, you won’t survive morning classes without caffeine and well...neither will I for that matter. Come, I’ll give you my number over a cup of coffee before things get too crazy today. Besides you still have to sweettalk me into actually going on a date with you.” You tease him slightly already walking past to head to the cafe on campus a familiar first stop for you anyways, though it would be nice to have someone with you for a change.

In almost the blink of an eye a month and a half had passed and with just two weeks left until Junhee graduated you knew you were falling too fast. Too fast to be able to let him go like you knew you probably would, but also too far gone to be able to give up what time you had left with him. He’d been the perfect gentleman with you though, taking things slow perhaps too slow even. His confident nature there, but yet he’d never try to fluster you sexually. Though you couldn’t deny that you’d felt more than just curiosity in that regard, especially when you went to his games. Watching the way he’d move and his muscles flex, or the way he’d lift his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face and shoot a smug look into the crowd in the direction he knew you were. That being the only peek into that side of him you’d get. You were curious about whether that gentleman who could be so sweet to you over dinner was the same man Junhee would be in bed with you and you were determined to find out. Though your chance came much sooner than you expected and sending your heart racing, body tensing under the familiar touch of his arms weaving around your waist from behind. It barely teasing as his fingers peaked under your shirt that had ridden up, warm against your skin but given away as the chilled metal of the rings he always wore sent shivers through you.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you baby. Your roommate let me in when she was heading out.” Junhee’s brows furrow afraid he’s frightened you, placing a sweet peck against your neck as his thumbs brush against your skin trying to calm you again. Not realizing the real reason behind your tensing, “ I wanted to surprise you with dinner out tonight so you could relieve more of that stress from finals, but you’re already cooking.”

You place your own sweet kiss to his subtle pout, “You’re stressed from yours too, so it’s alright we can stay in tonight. Eating good food and relieving our stress in other ways.”

The way you purr out the words and smirk at him has his brow raising as he watches you, not used to you being like that. Not that he was one to complain, but he decided to play it off wondering what you’d do if he did, hands coming up to your shoulders and massaging gently, “That’s sweet of you baby, let’s do that tonight. Relax and recover from all that stress.”

You know his words are meant to tease slightly, but you don’t know if he’s trying to test you or not. You know that it suddenly makes you more impatient though, thinking over your next move as your hands slip over his on your skin, looking down and admiring how the red gem of his class ring glitters in the light, “You know you don’t have to hold back with me right? You’ve made this perfect, but you don’t have to be soft and sweet like that with me all the time. You won’t scare me away Junhee, it’s too late for that.” 

“It’s too late for that? What do you mean?” Junhee’s brows furrow as he shifts to look at your face, trying to get a read on you and understand what you mean. Leading you to take a shaky breath knowing you were possibly going to say something too soon, but hopefully it wasn’t something you shouldn’t say right now.

“I mean I love you Junhee. And maybe this will all be over in a few weeks, but I want every second I have with you to count. For it to be with you as a whole. Not for you to hold yourself back for my sake, because you never have to.” As the soft spoken words leave your lips, Junhee slips a hand up to cup your cheek and turn you to face him. Not answering with words right away, but instead capturing your lips in a searing kiss. 

“Are you sure that’s what you want? I can be a bit much.” Junhee chuckles, but there’s concern written on his face, especially in his eyes as they search your own for any sign of hesitation. Not that they find any there, you already sure of what you want from him. 

“I’m sure, I’ve thought about it and I know what I want. So why are you still holding back?” You murmur against his lips, only for him to chuckle at you again his eyes darkening as he backs you up to pin you against the counter. 

“Because I was trying to let you finish cooking, my baby was working hard and I wanted to appreciate that.” Junhee grips your jaw, squishing your cheeks slightly, “But if you’re so impatient then I guess I can take care of those needs for you baby. It’ll just be on my time table.” 

Junhee’s eyes flick down noticing movement and smirking as he notices you pressing your thighs together not as subtle as you thought you were. Not continuing though until you admit whether through words or actions that you want him to fuck you now, before anything else. You doing that by reaching back to turn of the stove and try to nudge Junhee away so you could lead him towards your bedroom in case your roommates decided to come home. Junhee quickly gripping your hips before you can get far though and pressing you against his form, kissing you heatedly, teeth flashing in to nip at your lips as he leads you back into your room and quickly slamming the door shut, your impatience rubbing off on him as he practically tosses you onto the bed. Growling low in his chest as he nips at your throat when you desperately try to claw his shirt off. Pulling back to take care of that for you.

“Tsk so desperate, it’s always the shy ones that are the filthiest little sluts. Isn’t that right?” Junhee gives a light slap to your cheek, the feel of his rings making you gasp even though there’s no real sting with it. Simply enough to pull you out of your daze at seeing his body and back to his words, “You won’t get anything without your words, come on be a good little slut and use them for me.”

You bat your lashes innocently at him as if you weren’t preparing to be a brat and see just what you could get out of him, “Why don’t you make me daddy? After all you haven’t given me any reason to be a good little slut for you, so why should I?” 

Junhee raises a brow watching the way your fingers trace over his belt buckle and he shakes his head with the click of his tongue pulling you up and practically ripping your shirt off. Smirking as your hands follow his movements while he undoes his belt, practically drooling as you anticipate the sight of him. Though he surprises you by stopping after he’s slipped his belt off, moving behind you to pull your wrists behind your back and secure them with his belt. The leather digging in just enough to sting, but not to actually hurt you a softer side of him peaking out for a moment as he kisses your temple.

“We’ll come up with a system later, but for now if it’s too much or you need be to stop just say so. Do you understand?” His words are soft against the shell of your ear, a nod not sufficient as he lightly slaps your thigh in warning, “Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand daddy.” You vocalize, getting a hum of approval and one last kiss to your temple, before Junhee’s fingers weave into your hair and grip firmly as he moves in front of your again, free hand working the rest of his clothes off enough to free his cock. 

“Good, now let’s see if we we can’t teach that pretty little mouth of yours some manners hm?” Junhee raises a brow leading you down, grip lose enough to let you ease into taking his length, but firm enough to let you know he won’t let you tease him, “Come on baby, you can take it. Or is your mouth only good for talking back and begging to be fucked silly?” 

His words along with the shallow nudge of his hips is enough to encourage you to take him deeper, not letting up until you take all of him. Determined to prove yourself now that you were finally getting his cock like you wanted, reveling in the way his hips thrust forward with a low groan as a result. He didn’t let you have the control long though as his hand gripping your hair tightened to hold you in place, thrusting into your mouth with more vigor once he knew you could take it. The sight of you driving him crazy, the way your swollen lips looked around him, spit and tears glistening as they dirtied your face, but your eyes stayed locked on his unwavering through it all. Until he had to pull you off him before he lock control of himself and came down your throat, that not being what he had in mind today. You whine though, moving to take him into your mouth again as soon as his grip on your hair loosens, wanting to make him fall apart because of your actions. 

“Babe you gotta slow down.” Junhee moans out, head falling back feeling his resolve breaking as you don’t let up even hearing his words. Almost giving into what you wanted knowing part of him wanted it too, but pushing that down and taking control again wanting you to be the one that was falling apart right now, not the other way around. Pulling you off his cock again and up to kiss you, tugging your bottom lip in a harsher bite after. Your actions getting him riled up as he moves to get the rest of your clothes off, having to rip your bra with your hands bound to expose you. Licking his lips as he spots the way your arousal already has glistens in the light, fingers running through your slit to collect your wetness, bringing his fingers up to lick clean with a smirk.

“If only I could reward you right now, but you still haven’t learned your lesson have you?” Junhee teases your lips but stays just far enough to not give you quite what you want, your giggle in response only heating him up more. Him moving your body to his liking as he presses your face down and ass up for him, hands kneading your flesh greedily as the sight sends a spike of arousal through him, making his cock throb. His skin felt almost fire hot against yours, but his rings were still chilled from the air, sending a chill through your spine. Though that changed to a different feeling as his touch vanished only for his hand to crack down against your ass a second later, already letting you feel bruises form where the metal bands had hit. Junhee setting a pattern that way, not touching you until a sudden swat to your ass. Them varying in strength, but none too gently. Him showing some mercy and only delivering twenty knowing it wasn’t something you were likely used to feeling and seeing the blossoming marks, gently rubbing over your bruised flesh and leaning down to leave a few kisses in his wake, though what you couldn’t see was the hungry way in which he eyed the way you were dripping down your thighs, only further enticing him.

“Look how well my little slut can take a punishment. Almost seems like you enjoyed it too.” Junhee chuckles his fingers trailing up your thighs and collecting the mess you’d made before running his slicked fingers through your folds. Free hand gripping your ass to stop you from pressing back when you try the first time, “Tsk you aren’t already forgetting the lesson I just taught are you? What do you have to do if you want something slut?”

“I-I have to ask daddy for it like a good little slut.” You whine drawing your lip between your teeth, “Daddy please can I have your cock now? I already learned my lesson and can be good for you I just want you to fuck me already.”

Your little pouty huff makes Junhee laugh, teasing your entrance with the tips of his fingers, “Don’t get all huffy with me slut, you’ll get what you want in due time. Once I determine that you’ve earned it. Until then you’ll take what I give you like a good little fuck doll and you’ll thank me for it.”

You didn’t have even have time to bite back a smart remark before two of his fingers finally slid into you, still teasing as he slowly moved them deeper until his rings pressed against your entrance sending chills of pleasure through you and earning a moan despite his teasing. Glancing down between your legs to see the same red gemmed ring you’d been admiring earlier glittering against your core now, as his fingers slowly moved in and out of you. Drops of your arousal smearing over it and only creating more sparking spots as your pussy clenched trying to draw Junhee’s digits deeper.

“Look at that greedy little pussy of yours, is this what it wants.” Junhee punctuates his words with a particularly hard thrust, curling his fingers against your sweet spot, “Want my fingers deep in the tight little cunt? Deeper than your fingers could ever get?”

“Yes daddy, want you to fuck me good with your fingers or your cock.” You mewl out eyes still fixated on his ring, knowing that every time you saw it now you’d end up thinking of this moment, especially as he picked up the pace. Knowing how good his fingers felt as he fucked you with them, letting himself open up this side of him to you like you’d been wanting for so long. You slicking them up enough that with each thrust of his fingers the rings started to press in as well, dragging against you to form delicious jolts of pleasure through you. Not that Junhee cared if you ruined his rings like that, not if it meant he saw you turning to putty beneath him, not even realizing how you squirmed in pleasure due to your fucked out state. Determined to bring you to fill you with as much pleasure as he possibly could before even fucking you. His free hand moving between your legs to rub roughly at your clit, losing his own patience as he leans down towards your ear, letting you feel his cock against your ass.

“You gonna fall apart for me baby? Go ahead baby, give into it. I know you want to. Show me how pretty you are when you cum.” Junhee softens slightly with his words, despite his rough actions still it proving to be all that was necessary to make the pleasure finally explode. Stars burring your vision as shock waves of pleasure and relief surged through you, slowly turning to a slightly good burn as Junhee’s fingers pressed on for just a moment longer to overstimulate you before slipping out gently to give you a moment of reprieve as his hands worked to undo his belt on your wrists. He gently rubs your wrists for a moment, helping bring back proper circulation before his hand grips your hip to help flip you onto your back, crawling over your form.

“I’m not done with you yet baby, you wanted me to hold nothing back so this is what you get....well when I’m in a good mood.” Junhee smirks and the thoughts that along with his words and the dark glint in his eyes conveys has you shuddering, wondering just what him being in a bad mood would entail. 

Junhee going to look through his pockets for a condom before you pull him back to you with a determined look in your eyes, “I’m on the pill and I said I didn’t want you to hold back, I meant anything when I said that. Unless you don’t want to cum in my sweet little pussy daddy?”

Junhee slaps your thigh hearing your coy attitude and little giggle, “Filthy fucking slut, do you actually know what you’re asking for? If I cum in this little cunt of yours I might just have to fuck you this good every day.” He rubs his tips through your folds teasingly, before finally pressing the head of his cock in, “You’d probably love that though wouldn’t you, dirty whore. You’d love for me to fuck load after load of cum into you whenever I wanted wouldn’t you? You’d beg me for that huh?”

"I-I would daddy, I'd need it so badly. I'd love every second of it just like I do now, cause I'm your dirty little slut." You mewl rolling your hips up only to stop when you feel Junhee's hand wrap around your neck, fingers slightly sticky with your essence still. He doesn't press down on your throat her, but his grip is firm enough to remind you of who was in charge right now and get you to stop your movements as you look back into his eyes.

"Then do it whore. Beg me." Junhee's lips quirk up again as he looks into your eyes seeing the brat in you take a backseat yet again to the submissive side, knowing that he was so close to giving you what you wanted and that all you had to do for it was give in that last little bit. 

“Daddy please, please fuck me. Use me to feel good, please. I want you to prove to me that no one can fuck me like you and for you to cum in me, to claim me like that please.” If not for the way his grip on your throat creeped higher until the pads of his fingers grasped your jaw and turned your face to look at him you might has squirmed beneath him more, but you were willing to contain yourself if it meant getting him to finally give into giving you what you both needed so badly in this moment.

“Alright baby, I’ll give you what you want. Just remember that you asked for this.” Junhee practically snarls at you, grip tightening just slightly, until you wonder if his rings will leave little bruises in their wake there as well. You only have a second to consider it though before your mind goes blank as he snaps his hips into yours full force. Not giving you more than a moment to adjust to the feeling of him inside you, before he’s pulling out again to set a pace without giving you a moment’s reprieve. The punishing thrusts of his good mood were mind numbing, blissing you out before you even had a moment to try and collect yourself. The one hand still secured around your throat as his free hand grips your hip, pulling you into each of his hard, quick thrusts. Soaking up your reactions and being sure to hit all the right spots after he found them.

“Look at you, already so fucked out and practically drooling over my cock and to think you seemed like such a sweet, innocent, little girl. Here you are though, falling apart all for daddy, hm?” Junhee’s words are teasing, picking up his pace as he brings your leg over his shoulder before letting his hand on your hip move between your legs to rub circles at your clit, feeling you clench and spasm around him, becoming more vocal, “ Oh? Does my little slut really like that? You like when I use you like a little fuck doll, moving you and fucking you however I please?”

“I-I do daddy, it’s what I wanted. What I needed from you. If you keep doing this I’m gonna cum.” Your whiny tone spurred Junhee on, stroking his ego and fueling his lust, determined to make you cum as many times as he could manage before he couldn’t hold back his own orgasm any longer. Though with how good you felt around him right now he wasn’t sure he’d be able to last too long today, though he was already planning ways to make up for it later on. 

“Then fucking do it. Cum all over daddy’s dick, let me feel what it’s like when that tight, little cunt makes a mess of my cock.” His words paired with a well angled thrust against your most sensitive spots had you tensing beneath him as your pleasure unraveled, spiraling you into your second orgasm for the evening before you had time to even register what was happening. Junhee’s continued thrusts making each wave of your release as euphoric as possible and even after not giving you much time to consider the slight burn of overstimulation as the knot in your stomach started to form and tighten yet again, “ I’m not filling up this little pussy until you cum for me again, you understand?”

You want to answer, but aren’t able to as his grip tightens just enough around your neck to restrict the airflow some, not fully cutting it off though. Your pussy only further tightening around his cock, something that gave away how much you enjoyed it and something he would have been more cocky about if he weren’t so far gone in his own pleasure. Junhee’s thighs starting to tense and quiver as he chases both of your impending highs, moaning much more than before at how vice like your cunt’s grip on him is.

“F-Filthy fucking whore, likes being choked. I wonder what else you little naughty girl. I can’t fucking wait to find out every little thing that sets you off baby, we’re gonna have so much fun. I promise you that. Right now I need you to cum one more time for daddy though.” Junhee’s voice cracks slightly as he pinches your clit, waiting to feel you cumming around him before he allows himself to cum as well, releasing thick streams of cum into you just like he’d promised to do.

Taking a moment to catch his breath before brushing the hair out of your face and kissing your forehead with a soft chuckle. Deciding that even though he’s going to be sweet once again he’ll tease you some as well, “Come on baby let’s get you showered before your roommates come back. I’ll clean up the kitchen and get us some food too. I think I relieved that stress of yours, but I don’t know that you’ll have your energy back for a bit.”

Walking down the hall during one of your longer breaks between classes to get your mid-day caffeine fix you saw Junhee waiting on your route for you much like he did the same way he did the day he got your number. 

“Hey babe, I wanted to talk to you about something. You got a minute?” He asks smiling sweetly as if he hadn’t just been super blatant in public about you two despite it still being relatively on the downlow still. It flustering you slightly, but you found it sweet at the same time. 

“Sure, you wanna go someplace quieter?” You question taking the hand that he offered you although a little confused by his sudden need to talk about something, especially with the faint pink dusting his cheeks.

“It’s fine. I’m right where I want to be. I just wanted to tell you, I’ve been thinking a lot and I..........I love you too. Not just for these few short months either and I want to keep loving you.” Junhee’s blush deepens slightly as he holds out his class ring to you with a shy laugh, “So what do you say? Will you continue to be mine?”

You feel heat rising to your own cheeks looking at the very ring that had a special place the night you told him that you loved him for the first time, gently taking it into your hand, “You already know the answer to that, of course I will.”

Junhee beamed pulling you in for a soft kiss, before leading the way towards the cafe already knowing where you’d been heading as he announced to the whole campus that you were a couple and you were going to stay that way.

[little-sundays]

smoke of coffee

Genre: Romance, Smut

Requested || Not

o m g i saw your chans scenario and loved it 😭😭😭 i was wondering if you wrote more for a.c.e??? and in that case maybe if you could make one with jun??? something kinda smutty... 🙈 

The Unit/A.C.E: Park Junhee

Preview:

He comes with you and meets your friends who insisted him to stay until you got drunk from one shot. It ends up being a routine when you stumble upon him again and he helps you without much to do either. But it's different the next time, you invite him for lunch and you talk about life and living that it ends up with both of you completely sober; he's lax around you, he's able to joke with indecency and philosophically and you understand, and it comes to a point where kissing you was normal.

He’s outside waiting for nothing, but the wind to hit his face repeatedly and stronger each time it touches him. The cigarette is twirled between fingers, but he doesn’t inhale it and lets it burn out. The smell of nicotine doesn’t settle his problems or rid him of his depression; it only makes him stressed.

Only when he hears footsteps to his right does his trance drift away and he gazes at you.

"Shit." You mutter under your breath, but it's audible enough for him to hear. He's crouched down, leaning his head against the glass while he watches you pressing down on the screen of your phone until you drop both of your hands and turn to him.

He said, "Are you lost?"

"Somewhat." It's a frank answer to change the subject when you noticed the cigarette in his hand. "Are you stressed?"

"Is it obvious?" He flicks the ashes off until they are scattered on the pavements wherein you say, "I have this stress app that could help you in a way."

You hand him your phone willingly despite not knowing if he's a thief or a murderer, you just give it to him in exchange for the cigarette he was holding.

He says, "You just wanted to smoke."

"It's honestly blatant, but I'm quite frustrated." You clamp it between your lips before he stands up and hands you back your phone. At this, you cock a brow at him and exhale the smoke in his face, "You don't like it?"

"Where were you headed to?"

"Myeongdong." You say, "Are you bringing me there or are you going trick me into bringing me to your house and murdering me there?"

"I'd rather kill myself than you." He says making you laugh, "Call me Peach."

"Is that your real name?" He takes the cigarette and throws it down the ground to stomp on it. The contents spill from the paper as it is engraved into the cement. Thus, you reply, "No."

He snorts, but tells you with honesty, "I'm Junhee."

He comes with you and meets your friends who insisted him to stay until you got drunk from one shot. It ends up being a routine when you stumble upon him again and he helps you without much to do either. But it's different the next time, you invite him for lunch and you talk about life and living that it ends up with both of you completely sober; he's lax around you, he's able to joke with indecency and philosophically and you understand, and it comes to a point where kissing you was normal.

"Hey,” you mutter, “why are you awake?”

“Thinking.” He said before turning to you, and thus he rested his hand over the skin of your stomach. Abruptly, he hovers above your sleeping frame and brushes his palms against your thighs slowly setting them apart.

You say while his fingers skim against the fabric concealing your clitoris, "About?"

He rids you of your undergarments and pushes a finger, abruptly, inside before moving it at an agonizingly slow pace. He drags it out long before thrusting it back in making you jolt, only that he's merciless and he eyes you with not much emotion. "This and, perhaps, a lot of other things."

The thumb stimulates the nub of your vagina that it sends your head back against the pillow to let out a breathless sigh. He's holding your thigh when you start arching to get more pressure and friction. When the muscles inside start retracting causing a spasm to your body, he pulls back his hand and licks it whole.

"Let's go over with the actual fuck." He says, then he bites the juncture of your shoulder blade moving to your collarbone and the top of your breast. His breaths are deep and laboured that he kisses you to distract himself from getting hazed over your pants and pleads.

It's when you buck your hips against his that he pushes into you and lets you start the pace. His hand rests on top of your right boob squeezing it while he quickens his movements until you're digging your nails against the headboard of your bed. Your eyes are screwed tight leaving only your mouth open that he presses his thumb firmly against your neck to push you further into the pillow. He marvels in the way you shake over the stimulation almost turning him into a sadist and to watch you spent completely forgetting the existence of things. And so he asks you, "Aren't we supposed to be asleep? What happened?"

But your answer is rather astonishing to him and it hits him with a sense of pride bursting in his body to the head. "Jun, please."

You're stuttering and breathless, but he holds far longer than you do and you're cluthing onto different things painfully that your hands start turning numb.

"Almost." It's an order, so you slide both of your hands against his chest and look him in the eyes, "I can't anymore."

He's done, but his dick still sits inside you as he drops his tired body above yours after he spills. His movements even feathery makes you squirm and jolt from oversensitivity.

"Goodnight." He says, "I'll clean up after a moment. I'll take care of you."

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND A.C.E. A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Park Junhee

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He’s very careful around you, Junhee likes to think of himself as the one that needs to protect you as your best friend. It’s a role that he takes very seriously and makes sure that if you’re ever in harm that he’s there.

B ⇴ BICKER

Most of the time if the two of you bicker, Junhee will be the one to end it when he realises how childish you both sound. Junhee won’t lower his standards too much when he’s around you, he’ll still try and keep things mature, especially if there are other people around who are watching the two of you bicker too.

C ⇴ COMFORT

One of the best things about having Junhee is how good he is at comforting you and making sure that you don’t feel as if you’re alone. The moment he clocks that something isn’t right, Junhee won’t leave your side no matter how much you want to try and convince him that there’s nothing for him to worry about.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

It’s pretty rare for the two of you to disagree, but when you do, you always talk it through with one another to learn where you’ve gone wrong and make sure that it doesn’t happen again. Most of the time you’ll disagree over something silly, like who’s going to pay for something when you’re out, but for some reason it’s something that the two of you both feel quite passionate about to try and get your own way.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

Together the two of you found yourselves thrown in at the deep end where you first met as there was a lot of new stuff around you. You relied on each other for support and comfort, especially during the early days of your training period as you both felt as if you’d been thrown in quite far too the deep end. Neither of you were sure whether you would have got through it all if it wasn’t for having the other there.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Junhee’s family were incredibly close to you, they supported you just like they supported Junhee and gave you any help that they needed too. They’d followed Junhee of course through his trainee days, but they also kept a very close eye on you too. Whenever your group hosted a concert, Junhee’s family would turn up to support you as they loved rooting for you and seeing just how well you were doing for yourself.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Both of you had similar interests, so it made hanging out pretty easy as nine times out of ten you could agree on what it was that you wanted to do. Even if you had two options, all you had to do was flip a coin to decide as whether it landed on heads or tails, the both of you would still be happy with the outcome.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of going off into your own little worlds. Junhee was a bit of a daydreamer anyway, but often when you were with others the two of you would separate from them too. There would often be two conversations at the table, everyone around the group and then you and Junhee all on your own.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Most of your embarrassing moments were around one another and so you liked to use them to make sure that you got your own ways with one another. If someone was being stubborn or saying no, all you had to do was threaten to post one of your inside jokes online and the other would quickly change their minds.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

If there was ever a time when Junhee got jealous, you would always be able to tell as he would go very quiet in conversation. He wouldn’t really want to participate and pay attention to whoever was making him feel jealous as your best friend. Once the two of you were left alone, you would get him talking and make sure that Junhee didn’t bottle things up, even if he was feeling a little embarrassed about being jealous.

K ⇴ KICKS

Junhee got a kick out of seeing you succeed, he absolutely supported you as much as you did him. He never got jealous of your achievements, Junhee was only ever proud of you and relieved to see that your career had taken off like you had dreamt it would when the two of you first started out together at work.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how encouraging you always were, even when Junhee felt particularly rubbish. You never let him doubt himself when he was around you, you were relentless at times at trying to make sure that he didn’t lose confidence in himself. You knew first hand just how talented Junhee was and so you would drill it into him that he didn’t need to be so hard on himself, something that the boys all did to him too.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were trainees together, you were there for each other’s first days when you started at the company. As the newbies you found yourselves sticking together as you tried to figure out where everything was and get to know the other people that were around the company.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

You were definitely the person that Junhee felt most at ease around and so you were the one that saw him when he was at his most random too. Around others he was nervy at times, but never when he was with you.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Junhee was obsessed with your personality and how well he got along with you. It scared him at times just how inseparable the two of you were, relying on each other more than you ever imagined you would.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Junhee were the ones when the two of you were working together. He loved whenever your team and his team were invited to be at a show together, or when your company organised events that meant that both of your groups were required so you could cheer each other on.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

As the leader of the group, he felt bad asking the others questions, so instead Junhee often asked his questions to you instead, knowing that you would always be there to try and give him some sort of helpful answer.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Each year Junhee would make sure that the two of you celebrated the anniversary of your first meeting. He loved to celebrate it by looking through old photos and reminiscing over some of your many embarrassing outfit and hairstyles that the two of you had had during your many years as friends together.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

Having seen more than most how hard Junhee had to work to debut, your support meant a lot to him. He knew that you had been there for day one and really understood just how hard he had worked to get to the position that he was in, which meant that your encouragement meant more than most others did.

T ⇴ TRIPS

When the two of you found yourselves with time off together, you’d usually head out to escape from the city for a while. Both of you encouraged the other to take a break for a little while whenever you could.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

There was no other person that he wanted to be his best friend, you were easily the only person that he wanted to fill the role.

V ⇴ VISITS

As you worked at the company too, it meant many visits for Junhee when he was at work from you. He was constantly finding you knocking at the door, and each time too always left him smiling as he spotted you.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Having plenty of advice stored for the other members, Junhee liked to use that advice on you too and lead you just like he led them.

X ⇴ XXXX

The two of you would be most affectionate with each other when you were alone, you weren’t massive fans of being annoying around your friends, but you definitely didn’t mind winding each other up when you were alone.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his constant; you always were right by his side when he needed you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He was very aware of the conditions when the two of you brought your day to an end, if it was dark or cold, then the dorm would be where you’d go, and Junhee wouldn’t even give you the chance to protest to him.

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[shinehyuk]

be mine | park junhee

‣ Genre : yandere, drabble

tw/cw : stalking, abuse, obsession, heavy themes, kidnapping, a knife, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes!

Word Count : 139

request : Where he stalks his s/o until he finally gets them and makes them his (A bit simple but if you can do it you canmake it a simple short drabble if you want <3 and I went through your rules and saw nothing abt the topic "stalking") @sunoo-bby

‣ Summary : after weeks of stalking, junhee finally catches you.

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After weeks of stalking you and following your every single move and action, it is finally time.

Junhee watched you as you crossed the street, very slowly following you so as to not cause any unwanted suspicion.

You entered your apartment block, and so did the male, just a few steps after you. Unlocking the door to your flat, you came into your home and just as you were about to close the door you were met with resistance, the door refusing to close.

Then, you saw him – the smirking male who instantly put a knife to your throat, putting a tissue stained with chloroform to your mouth.

"..Why?" You asked as you slowly started to fall asleep, the entire world starting to fade.

"Why?" He repeated, letting out a dark chuckle. "Because I want you to be mine."

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[baby-iloveyou]

A.C.E comforting you when you're afraid of failing your exams

This is my first ever requested piece!! A.C.E are very dear to my heart and I actually have been quite busy myself with university, so this was lovely to write about. I hope you enjoy it too :)

Also, I kept the reader genderneutral as I'd like to be inclusive + I'm more comfortable with it myself. The roles that the boys have in your life are (except Junhee) also up to your own interpretation!

Original ask:

Junhee

“Hey, how is it going? I miss you a lot”, the text on your lit-up screen reads. You were trying to focus on studying, but it was not going well. You locked your phone, promising him (in your mind) that you’d respond to his texts after summarising this chapter. But a few minutes later the screen lit up again. “Baaaaaaaabeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyy” You sighed, thinking to yourself you wouldn’t get anything either way and unlocked your phone. “Bad, I’m preparing for exams but I’ll never be able to memorise all of this :(“, you replied.

Only seconds later, Junhee called you. “Hey Junhee-” You couldn’t finish greeting him as he was already screaming affirmations through the phone. “You are amazing, I believe in you, you’ve done this before and you can do it again!” It made you feel slightly guilty, since you didn’t believe all these things yourself. You could feel tears pricking in your eyes, and a soft sob escaped your mouth. This made him even more worried. “Hey, it’s okay to feel like this. Sssh, it will be okay, I promise.” Hearing the voice of your boyfriend, even if it’s through the phone, was very comforting. “I’m just scared Junhee, what if I fail? What do I do then?” You tried to hold in the sobs, but some came through despite your attempts. “Let’s not think about the if’s and the what then’s, okay? You will do just fine. Try focusing on what you’re studying right now and not think about the future.” He paused before continuing. “And even if it doesn’t go as planned, we’ll figure out a way to fix it. There’s multiple ways to reach Rome in the end.”

He might not have seen your face, but he would’ve smiled if he saw your small smile.

Donghun

“God, I hate exams so much! Why do they have to be this stressful?!” You scream out while pushing yourself away from the table. Your hands reach for your face, trying to hide the tears that start falling down. Donghun, who was sitting next to you, looks in your direction and puts his hand on your shoulder. You can feel his thumb drawing circles on your shoulder. Although he says nothing at first, the small gesture already means a lot to you.

“You know… Even though I will help you and get you through this… Grades aren’t everything. They don’t define your worth or you as a person. Remember that, okay?” You look up at him, with puffy eyes from crying. “I’m just very anxious about everything…” Donghun continues drawing little circles on your shoulder as he says: “I understand. But you will get through this, you’re so incredibly strong. You got this.” And a little smile appeared on his face. It made you feel at peace.

“Hug? And then we’ll continue studying.”

Sehyoon

“Are you okay? You’re completely tensed-up.” You couldn’t enjoy your weekly movie night with Sehyoon, since you were completely loaded with work and still had so much to do. You felt guilty for taking time off for yourself, to actually enjoy something. His remark was the thing that tipped you over the edge. “Y/N, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk about it?”

“...And I also feel guilty now for involving you in my work and making you feel worried about me and I just… I’m so sorry, I’m a mess.” You managed to get out in between sobs. Sehyoon’s eyes were softly gazing at you, worried and filled with empathy. “It’s alright, you can cry and be a mess. That’s why I’m here!” He pulled you into his chest and softly patted your back a few times. You were sure he could feel your smile on his chest.

“You’ll be alright. I just know you can do it.”

Byeongkwan

Frustrated from not being able to understand such a simple subject, you groaned as you heard the doorbell ring. Reluctantly you walked over to the door, only to be greeted by Byeongkwan. Your grumpy face turned into a face of shock, realising the day and the time it was currently. “Hey, are you ready to go to dance class?” Byeongkwan asked. “Crap, I completely forgot about the time Kwan, I’m so sorry, I’ve just been studying and I feel like crap because I can’t figure out the stupid formula and all the text is just confusing me and-” You were interrupted by Byeongkwan, who cupped your cheeks and held his thumb on your lips to shush you.

“Should we skip dance class today? I’ll send a message that we will be absent and I can try and help you with your work if that’s what you prefer.” His soft tone made you feel at ease, showing that he cared. His thumb was still on your lips, so the only thing you could do was nod. He removed his hands from your face, and said: “Let’s go inside then, let’s show your exams who’s the boss.”

His presence and help calmed you down, and in no time you were able to concentrate again and it made you feel more confident in your ability to pass.

Chan

The feelings of both guilt and pride filled up your body as you set foot in the studio for Chan’s newest K-Drama recording. You were incredibly proud of him for getting even more acting gigs, but you were also very aware that you were supposed to be studying your ass off right now. But you could use a distraction from the hellish exams that were coming up. You needed some of Chan’s laughter ringing in your ears to cheer you up.

“Y/N! What a pleasant surprise, I didn’t know you would visit me!” Chan walked up to you and gave you a hug. You probably hugged him for too long, cause the moment you got out of his embrace, he asked: “What’s going on?”, while a worried expression appeared on his face. He knew something was up with you, and knowing him, he would not let it go until you told him. “I’m just terrified of my upcoming exams… I really don’t think I’ll pass them, Chan…” Your gaze dropped to the floor, escaping Chan’s attentive eyes. He grabbed your shoulders softly, but still with enough force to slightly shake you. “You will do just fine. Do you know why? Because I believe in you. And you should believe in yourself too. Okay?” Once you lifted your head to look into his eyes, you could see his lids fluttering, waiting for your response.

“Thanks Chan.” Your pout slowly turned into a smile. Chan brightly smiled at you. “You can do it!!” He said while aggressively shaking your body, followed by his iconic laugh. That laugh is what truly made you feel better.

[nambamjun]

Mine. {PJH}

Pairing: Park Junhee x Reader (gender neutral)

Genres: established relationship, spicy/suggestive

Warnings: marking (hickeys), slightly possessive, some language near the end

Word Count: 866

A/N: no sleep + comeback teaser photos + online friends = whatever this turned out to be. Oooohhhh @junquisite honeyyyyyy~ ;)

For you and Park Junhee, tonight was a very rare occasion that with his increasingly busy schedule could only happen once in a blue moon - it was date night.

Not that anything extravagant was in order, your relationship is way past the honeymoon phase filled with grand gestures, wining and dining. Now it was walks in the park, maybe with coffees in hand depending on the time, getting some street food and talking to your hearts content about everything you can't during schedules. Although you two still contacted each other a lot there was always a surprising amount to discuss. Of course, though, the days were only so long. Those days lead into dark nights, which would inevitably get even later. Ever the gentleman he would walk you home, and every single time you would stand there as if you were actually entertaining the concept of simply saying goodnight, but instead you would ask if he wanted to come in. "Only for a little bit," you would say, glancing pointedly at him with slightly raised eyebrows. He would chuckle and nod.

It was obvious where that invitation would always lead, and tonight was by no means an exception. Your legs on either side of his hips, his hands running over your waist and your back, sometimes threading through your hair. It had been only a few minutes but his lips were already swollen and more pink than their usual blush hue. You pulled away for a short second and rested your forehead against his, letting him give you a quick peck before stopping to breathe and looking into your eyes. His pupils were blown out to the point where the black and otherwise deep brown almost blended together. You couldn't resist letting yourself kiss him again, and again, and again, your hand shifting up to cup his cheek.

This was unusual. He was normally the one to be on top of you, and even when he wasn't he was the one setting the pace and calling the shots. This time around he was following your lead. You wondered...

He always liked giving you hickeys. Not many, just a few here and there, sometimes in place where they could be easily hidden and sometimes not so much. That all depended on his mood. You didn't really know that there was a pattern to that until one night after your escapades had finished. You were admiring the tiny blue blotches in the mirror when he came up from behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder and joining you in the admiration of his work. "Hmmm..."

You glanced at him in the reflection. "What?"

He made eye contact for a second and shrugged. "You're mine." He saw your look that prompted him to explain further. "If anyone sees those, they'll know you're spoken for. The more obvious they are the more I want them to see it."

"And... if I cover them up...? I mean, I have to for work."

Eye contact again, and this time he held it accompanied with a small smirk. "Well... You'll still know they're there."

You looked down as a red flush crept up your cheeks. He had a point.

And that point was exactly what came to mind the moment he released a moan into your lips. You hesitated but only for a moment before you started to trail your kisses towards his jawline, below his ear, and then down the column of his neck. You could hear shaky breaths leaving his mouth which hung slightly open, and if you had taken even a split second to spare a glance you would have seen how his eyes were heavily shut. He didn't even realize that he was subconsciously tilting his head up to grant you more access. Or he might have and was just too blissed out to care. In this state all he could focus on was the feeling of your lips lightly sucking against his skin. He didn't expect you to find his sweet spot so soon, though, and graced you with something that made your insides all but explode: a small, breathy, high pitched whimper.

Holy shit.

You had never heard him make that sound before, or really anything even remotely like it. But god damn if it wasn't one of the most beautiful sounds you had ever heard. Suddenly you found a mission that superseded all previous. Get him to do it again.

Your sucking became a little harsher and you nibbled on the skin that pulled between your teeth, knowing full well that it would turn color in only a second. You let your mind flicker for an instant to the poor makeup artists who would have to deal with this in the coming days but oh god he was whimpering again. You could feel his hands tightening around you and his fingers digging into your skin as those heavenly noises fell from his lips, and suddenly you completely understood what he said that night.

When you were done with this he would know it. His bandmates, the staff members, everyone would know.

Park Junhee was yours. And yours alone.

[restlessmaknae]

under the falling moon

Could a siren actually fall in love with a man only by talking and spending time by the lagoon? Could she ever truly love someone when she despised herself so much? She had no idea. To her, love was like hope; the more she tried to reach for it, the further it seemed to get.

➳ Characters: prince!Junhee x siren!OC

➳ Genre: fantasy, drama, romance, angst

➳ Words: 7.2k

➳ Warning: due to OC being a siren, there will be mentions of killing men

➳ A/N: Thanks to the truly beautiful concept photos for Siren:Dawn and Junhee being a beautiful human being in general (inside and outside), this story could be born. 💖 Click here to be added to the TAGLIST and to let me know about your fic preferences.

Sirens were cursed creatures; luring men each and every night to sip the soul out of them, then waking up each morning not knowing what had happened the night before. They were unconscious when they killed, but they needed to kill to stay alive. To stay as young and beautiful as they had been when they had died. That was the price they paid for killing innocent souls in their previous lives. Now they were forced to kill while being in a daze, and if they didn’t feed themselves on human souls, they would eventually die.

Sori was no exception, and if fate could have been even more cruel to her, she had been cursed to love a man whom she might kill before he would be able to love her, and by loving her, he would be able to free her from her curse, sealed by the true love’s kiss.

Prince Junhee was cursed to love a woman who could cause his downfall and bring destruction to the whole kingdom, and if she didn’t love him back wholeheartedly, her kiss would be fatal.

If both of them were sincerely, genuinely in love, they would be able to lift each other’s curse. If they met at the wrong time, or let their rampant feelings take hold of them when the other wasn’t yet reciprocating their feelings, then one of them would die.

Or worse: both of them.

Sori didn’t think that she deserved to live, but facing death was something that even a creature like her dreaded. She had tried going days without feeding on men’s souls, but the weaker she had gotten, the more desperate she had become for wanting to live, and she had eventually given up going against her fate. Even though she didn’t remember what she had done in her previous life, she accepted that she must suffer through her present life by killing people at night while being unconscious and losing track of time during the days, sleeping and swimming in the ocean. The worst was that she couldn’t die any other way apart from not feeding on souls; if she got hurt in any way, she could heal herself and her body would return back to normal in a matter of time. She was ethereal as long as she lived off of others’ souls, or as long as she didn’t meet her gruesome fate in a man who shouldn’t love her until she loved him back.

She really didn’t think that she deserved to live, but some men were stupid, and even when she tried to tell those pirates that she wasn’t a mermaid but a siren, they didn’t believe her.

“A siren? Pff. Sirens are ugly creatures, that’s why no one trades with them. Yet, mermaids…” One of the bulked up pirates said, one of his front teeth missing while his lips were raised into a sinister smile. “They are so beautiful that anyone would pay a hefty price to get their hands on a mermaid,” he added as he reached for one of her moonlight-grey locks, twirling it around before yanking his hand away when she spat at him.

Even though her legs and arms were tied and she was kept in a cage, her mouth wasn’t covered, so having no fear and nothing to lose, she spat at the man, but it only riled him up even more. The laughter of his that followed truly proved her that he was after nothing but money; if he hadn’t been so blinded by his hunger for wealth, maybe he would have actually considered her words instead of believing those centuries-old tales about sirens being ugly, and he could have let her go back into the sea when she had tried to talk him out of keeping her on his ship. It hadn’t been the first time she had gotten caught by obnoxious pirates, but she had managed to escape a few times, and if not… When night time had come, those men had tasted their own medicine as they had fallen to their death, Sori sucking the soul out of their bodies. Usually, she was satisfied just by feeding on one soul, but when she was kept in a cage like this that didn’t contain water, she became weak, and her taking on her human form and off-water appearance also took a lot of energy out of her.

So she merely watched the man walk away, whistling under his breath, thinking to himself just how big of a price he could get for her body when in fact, he wouldn’t even see the next sunrise. If her senses were correct - though when she wasn’t in water, they were number than usual -, they were quite far from any port, and the nearest kingdom could be reached only a day later, so she only needed to put up with those disgusting men’s stares at her naked human body until sunset (truly the disgrace of her siren form was the fact that she didn’t have anything with which she could cover up her body when she turned into her human form once out of water because that wasn’t her natural form).

Consequently, she tried to sleep a bit to save up her energy, yet after around an hour of dozing off, she woke up to sounds of physical fight and unfamiliar voices filling up the ship. Out of all her senses, her hearing was the best, so she could differentiate humans’ voices quite well, and was surprised to find out that there were around 4-6 new, seemingly less profane voices present. Since she was in the basement, she could hear footsteps above herself, yet not knowing if the new men were here for the pirates themselves or everything valuable in the ship, she didn’t even try to scream for help.

However, when the door flung open, and an unfamiliar young man walked into the room, she couldn’t help but search for his gaze until his almost-shaped eyes settled on hers. He was tall and lanky, his expensive-looking coat framing his broad shoulders perfectly (it was probably tailor-made for him), dress pants tucked into his black boots as if he had been some kind of royalty: always dressed up neat and immaculate. He had jaw-length locks of the warmest of browns, his orbs resembling the sun rising on the horizon.

Needless to say, his eyes widened immediately upon seeing her naked body, and since she could have been easily held hostage or a slave, she wasn’t surprised that he was so horrified by the sight.

“Oh dear…” He mumbled, his lips parted. “Do not worry, my lady. I will get you out of there,” he promised, determined, and Sori tried to tell him that it wasn’t what he might have thought, but it had been some time since she had been in water, and she felt dizzy and lightheaded, thus even speaking up seemed exhausting.

The stranger cracked the lock of the cage open with an axe that he found nearby, and loosened the ropes on her arms and legs while his eyes were still on hers, so that he wouldn’t look disrespectfully at any part of her body. Even though she had been accustomed to men’s stares on her, and she didn’t shy away from their glances, she felt oddly touched by the man’s genuine care and discretion. He even pushed his coat off his shoulders, covering her body with the thick material, his hands hovering protectively over it.

“I…” Sori tried to speak up, but instead, she started coughing, her throat feeling dry. Her footing was uncertain for she had been locked up in that cage for a few hours now, and the young man immediately got a hold on her, holding her by the waist and letting her lean onto his body for support. His touch was firm yet gentle, providing enough certainty for her to hold onto while she was trying to gather her energy to walk in a straight line.

She hated it; feeling so weak without the water around her, but she had gotten so used to it; her life full of sorrow and pain, something she deemed she deserved after what she had done in her previous life even if she didn’t know exactly what she had done. It was almost cruelly laughable; the way she could heal herself when she got hurt, but when it was about her being in her human form, she could barely walk when she wasn’t in water anymore. Yet, the more she suffered, the more she assumed that she deserved it. It was almost like walking through fire that she had caused herself.

So she put up with it, pressing her lips into a thin line as she was walking assisted by the young man. She could barely register what was going on around her: all the noises and smells and curses that grew stronger as they were closer to the main deck made her feel lightheaded and her low energy didn't help her concentration either. What she could understand though was that the pirates were seemingly ambushed, captured by the group of men whose leader seemed to be the young man by her side, and they also wore royalty clothes made of fine materials, so Sori assumed that they were some sort of guards or soldiers. The pirates might have crossed territory without permission, or they might have been wanted criminals in the first place, so maybe they had been captured for more than one reason.

“Hey! You even wanna bring that mermaid with you? She’s crazy, I’m telling you! She even said that she’s a siren,” the pirate with the missing tooth blabbered, but Sori couldn’t see how the man beside her reacted because her vision got blurry, and she felt a more and more urgent need to jump into the water and recharge because she was getting more and more sick, and her longing for the ocean was stronger than ever.

“Stay here! I’ll get back to you,” the young man remarked kindly, and the moment his firm hold faded into nothingness as he walked away from her, she realised that she didn’t want to hurt him, so the sooner she could get away from all these men, the higher the chances that she could save him - the one with the sunrise in his eyes. She didn’t want to suck the soul out of him despite her not knowing him well enough. Even if she couldn’t do anything about killing men, she could try to get away from those who had tried to help her - which hadn’t happened a lot of times before.

So she sucked in a deep breath, her numb body moving on its own.

“Ya, she’s getting away!” Someone hollered before she flung herself off the ship with the last bits of her energy, leaving nothing but the young man’s warm coat and the memory of her curious gaze behind.

Sori spent most of her time swimming during the day. Time flew by differently for her during daytime and nighttime because she was unconscious from the moment day turned into night until the sun rose on the horizon, so nights for her went by in a blink of an eye. Daytime, on the other hand, seemed like a slow, peaceful haze that she could bathe in, and she enjoyed each and every moment thoroughly - feeling strong and invincible under the water, joyfully talking with friendly sea creatures and being mesmerized by her favourite cliffs and shores in different kingdoms. The thing is: she could swim faster than humans, so visiting multiple kingdoms in under one day was nothing impossible for her, and she made good use of that.

Usually, she didn’t really come in contact with humans, but when she heard a cry from a nearby lagoon, she swam to the source of the sound, surprised to find a literal child trying to come up for air while pedalling with her legs underwater. The waves that hit the shore and the high rocks that surrounded the steep water were strong, and it didn’t seem like the child had learned how to swim properly, only her survival instincts kicked in.

Sori didn’t hesitate to grab onto the child, gently shushing her while holding her up, so her head could be out of the water while she directed both of them towards the edge of the rocky part. There, she could put the child onto the ground, so that Sori could still be underwater while the child could be safe from danger.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” she asked gently while wagging her tail underwater, so that she could still keep herself up.

The little girl coughed a few times, drenched hair sticking to her forehead, and Sori really wished she could do anything more for her, but she didn’t want to scare a child with her naked human form, so it was best if she stayed in the water. The child was thankful though, directing a weak yet precious smile at her as she said:

“Thank you for saving me!” She spoke up feebly, coughing up a bit more water after she had done so. Sori mirrored her smile, grateful that she was better now, only a bit scared. “Are you a mermaid?”

The child asked with her childlike innocence, and Sori wished she could have said yes to reassure her. She hated this question, so it would be rather bittersweet for her to break it down to her that no, she wasn’t a mermaid but a siren who sucked the soul out of men, so that she could survive. That’s why she refrained herself from lying, instead, she was about to ask how the little girl had ended up in the water, but then, she heard quick footsteps nearing on the two of them, hence she was ready to go.

“No, don’t leave! Let me thank you properly!” The child insisted in her almost hurt high-pitched voice, and Sori’s heart churned at the sound of it and at her pleading face with those star-like eyes. If she hadn’t been born as someone who had to kill to survive, maybe she didn’t fear humans’ reaction to her real self.

“I can’t stay. Others might…”

“Byeol-ah!” A voice called closeby, and Sori’s eyes widened because she recognised this voice; her hearing was the most immaculate out of all her senses, so she could have remembered this voice even if she hadn’t heard it a lot of times.

“Uncle Junhee!” The child called, bolting up from her previous crouching pose, running into the young man’s protective arms while his eyes were on Sori’s. As they locked gazes, she could see the realisation hitting him, and she didn’t know what to do about it. She was neutral towards men since they were so disgusting to her a lot of times, but she didn’t have the right to judge them since she killed them to survive. However, she didn’t delude herself into thinking that they could feel anything more than physical affection (or should she say lust?) towards her because a creature like her had been crafted to be beautiful, so seeing gratefulness and relief in his warm eyes because of her action was new. Unfamiliar. Painfully beautiful. She didn’t deserve such a look.

“This mermaid saved me, uncle Junhee!” Byeol turned back to point her fingers at Sori who was about to disagree since it would be the second time the man would think that she might be a mermaid, and she would feel guilty if he kept thinking that she was. However, he was quick to cut her off.

“No matter who you are, thank you.” The so-called Junhee said almost desperately, eyes shining with a bit of guilt yet a ton of reassurance. Sori felt a knot in her throat grow bigger and bigger as he continued on talking to her. “How can I repay you for finding my niece?”

Sori didn’t save the little girl for any kind of payment. Truth to be told, she didn’t even know what a wish could be that someone could fulfill for her. Was she worthy of anyone’s consideration and gratefulness when she killed others to live? She didn’t think that it was in any way fair, so she merely shook her head.

“There’s no need to repay me.”

“I insist, Miss,” Junhee stated further, and he looked at her so caringly, so thankfully as if she had traded her freedom for his that she didn’t have the heart to say no. On the other hand, she didn’t even know what someone like him could possibly do for her when it was even embarrassing for humans to see her in her human form, but he had seen that already.

Nevertheless, she gave a brief nod of her head, signalling that she didn’t protest, but she didn’t even know what he could have in mind. It seemed that he didn’t either as they kept gazing at each other without a word until he suggested:

“Please, think about what you wish for! We can meet here again tomorrow at around... sunrise?” He raised an eyebrow in question, but there was a hopeful glint in his eyes. The way he worded himself and hesitated before the last word indicated for her that he knew what she was. He knew that she was’'t herself from sunset to sunrise, and that’s why he chose such a time. Still, the way he kept looking at her despite knowing that she was a siren amazed her... How? And why? She didn’t deserve it.

“Alright. Tomorrow at sunrise then,” she gave in tentatively, earning a relieved smile from the young man and a wide one from the little girl.

“Take care until then!” Byeol wished as she waved at her, and Sori couldn’t help but smile. Such a pure, innocent child, not knowing anything about the cruelty of the world and the creatures that lived in it.

“You too,” she found herself saying as she turned around, ready to swim further from the lagoon. However, when she looked back at the passing duo, Junhee also looked back, and meeting his eyes, something in her felt bitter. It tasted too much like destiny, too much like a tragedy, but her heart didn’t want to listen, didn’t want to admit.

From sunset to sunrise was the period Sori wasn’t herself. She didn’t feed on men during the whole period, but it was the time she was unconscious, hence it was the time she could get herself a prey, and feed on his soul. That’s why she despised this time, and that’s why she was relieved whenever sunrise came, and she could go back to her real self. If one was to ask her to describe how it felt to come back to her own self, she would say that it was much like waking up from a nightmare that scratches your skin, that makes you toss and turn, that makes you shiver and feverish. Then, coming back to reality feels like salvation; pure, clean and comforting.

That day, comfort came in another form. In those eyes that resembled the hope and joy of a new day with sunrise coming, the fine line between dark and light, the gentleness of a touch and the care of a beating human heart. He came. Just as he had asked her to do so. He waited for her at the same place, standing there patiently as the first rays of the sun were painting ruby, lilac and tangerine lines onto his skin, adding more colours to that beautifully crafted art piece that he already was.

His delicate lips curled into a relieved smile when he caught sight of her as she was swimming closer to the edge. This part of the lagoon was almost like a little pond crawling into the rocks and the cliff, meaning that she could stay in the water because it was deep enough, yet they could stay away from any curious glances around because the rocks around them formed many fascinating creations, covering them from above. It seemed like a secret getaway place for those who enjoyed the sight of the sea, but didn’t want to be seen. Perfect for the two of them.

“May I get to know your name?” The young man asked first things first as he crouched down to be more at an eye-level with her. She nodded, her heart taking a turn. People weren’t usually interested in her name: as soon as they saw her and thought that she was a mermaid, or as soon as they got to know that she was actually a siren, nothing else mattered. What mattered was what she was, not who she was.

“I’m Sori,” she replied with a tiny smile, something that was akin to a piece of hope coming from her.

“Sori…” He let the word roll off his tongue gently, caringly, effortlessly before he introduced himself as Junhee. He must have thought that her name - meaning ‘voice’ in Korean - was very fitting for her. She thought the same, although she despised the sound of it. Just another reminder of what she did when she killed men: using her voice to lure them in. “Thank you for saving my niece once again, Sori!”

The way he said it made it seem like she had done something grande when she had just done what her heart had told her to do. Anyone in their right mind would have wanted to save a drowning child.

“I let her get away from me because she wanted to play hide and seek, yet she slipped and fell into the sea, and it carried her away. I’ve really thought that I had lost her,” he recalled bitterly, his Adam’s apple moving fervently. He was tormented by the idea of losing his precious niece, and the sight of it squeezed Sori’s heart.

“But you didn’t lose her. Maybe that’s how the universe wanted to repay you for helping me,” she pointed out gently, hoping that Junhee’s heart would be mollified by her words. They did seem to reassure him, but they also piqued his curiosity because he raised an eyebrow, curious.

“Do you believe in fate?”

It wasn’t something that Sori had talked about before, but usually, her interactions with humans were rather short-lived and limited, and a lot of times, she ended up in wrong situations just like the time they had first met with the delicate young man. Discussing with someone what she thought of fate was unfamiliar, but she didn’t see the reason in lying to him.

“I do.” She nodded, pondering how she could put her thoughts into coherent sentences. “I’ve ended up this way because I’m being punished for something I did in my past life. Fate, destiny, gods, the universe… no matter what you call it, there’s always some kind of an unknown power that keeps the balance in this world. At least, I believe in it,” she explained to him, her words flowing in tranquility like the water around her.

Junhee’s lips wavered a bit, empathy filling up his almond-shaped eyes. It could be seen that he was hesitating whether or not to add something to her words, and she could understand that. She had just confirmed that she was a siren even though she had a feeling that he had already thought so. The way he had suggested seeing each other at sunrise couldn’t have been a coincidence, nor the way he had been quick to cut her off when she had been about to correct Byeol after the little girl had claimed that she was a mermaid. He was, once and for all, someone who could have easily fallen prey to her if the timing hadn’t been right, yet he didn’t seem intimidated or disgusted. Instead, he was almost bitter about her fate.

“Do you assume that you won’t be cursed for the rest of your life? Can you unbreak it somehow?” he inquired quietly, almost hopefully as if he would want to break the curse if he could. Sori had no idea why he felt so much empathy for her already, but she nodded nevertheless.

“In a way, I can if the time comes, but it’s because I’m cursed in a different way. Yet, it’s also too dangerous. I wouldn’t risk someone else’s life for my freedom,” she elaborated, not going into too much detail about how she had been cursed to love a man whom she could easily kill before he would love her back. It had been so long since she had been carrying the weight of this curse on her shoulders, and even though she wanted to believe that the time might come when she could fall in love, she was also terrified. Whether or not a curse can be broken depended on a lot of factors, and some were, unfortunately, out of her control.

Junhee looked away for a moment, staring at the horizon where the sun was rising rapidly, and everyone in the kingdom would welcome a new day with new hopes and opportunities. Despite being a human being himself, he looked ethereal; as if his skin was made of porcelain, and his eyes were jewels. He looked elegant, delicate and a bit fragile, but there was determination and fire in his eyes. He would probably not break that easily despite how otherworldly he seemed.

“And what if that someone wants to risk their life for you?” He raised an eyebrow challengingly, and for the first time since the beginning of their conversation, she was totally speechless. Unlike last time when she had been craving water and her throat had been on fire, now she was out of words because of what he had asked. This was something she had never dared to think about.

“Let’s not talk about that…” Sori mumbled quietly, tearing her gaze off from his face. Talking about her own twisted destiny wasn’t something that she enjoyed doing no matter how kind-hearted this young man seemed. “Tell me about yourself instead,” she suggested tentatively, averting her eyes back to him to look for any kind of disapproval in his eyes, but none came.

Instead, he told her about himself: about his life and his family, about what kind of flowers he loved the most, about how he preferred warmer seasons more than colder ones, about what poems were his favourites, about how he enjoyed looking at the sea because the sight of the calm waves reassured him that life would go on no matter what happens, and about how he had collected seashells when he had been younger because he had been convinced that they would come alive if he had enough of them.

Sori listened to him attentively, curiously, and the more he talked, the brighter the atmosphere seemed. Somehow, with his soothing voice and gentle gazes, he was able to dissolve that darkness that had fallen upon her heart as they had been previously talking about her cruel destiny. She didn’t even mind that he was a prince - first-born son to the king of the kingdom -, that he was too good to be true, that he had too pure of a heart, that she shouldn’t even have been talking to him because it was just so wrong… She just listened to him, and made herself believe that for this one day, she could forget all about who she was - what she was -, and she must have been out of her mind, but when he suggested meeting again the next day at sunrise, she found herself saying yes.

For someone who lived with guilt and self-hatred as long as she could remember, accepting someone’s consideration (even just their general interest) was difficult. Sori had been used to people cursing her, degrading her, humiliating her, and she had been used to being captured and assaulted. She knew she deserved it, she must have deserved it for she had been cursed, and her feelings had been carefully harboured to cater for all that had happened to her. She had never once questioned others’ behaviour, not until she had met prince Junhee.

Him who was just the definition of finesse. Him whose smile was similar to that last glint of hope with which she held onto the possibility that her curse might be broken; it was comforting, warming and so very charming. His words were well-spoken, sometimes even daring, but always polite, always considerate. Him whose actions were never demanding, never humiliating or disgustful. If she had ever thought of someone who might be the human embodiment of the sea, it would have been him for all the serenity he had in him, the waves gently reaching the shore periodically, and the way the sunshine shone onto the surface, ever so warm and ever so beautiful, and of course the way he was so comforting, feeling a bit like finding solace, feeling a bit like the home she had never had.

On the other hand, something so ethereal could be equally dangerous, and something pure and innocent - the dare to feel hope and being cared for - could turn fatal the moment she might make a mistake. Hence, no matter how difficult it was for her to keep her distance from him because she was drawn to him (oh, how much she was!), she tried, she really tried her best to stay underwater, to leave way before sunset or to not let him know about her feelings all that much because she was afraid that she might cause his downfall.

The more they met, the more she realised that he might be the one mentioned in her curse, and just as much as it should have been comforting, Sori was terrified. How could she know when he would start loving her with all his heart? When would she know the same? For someone like her, loving someone and being loved were foreign, unknown. She might have heard tales of how humans fell in love, but how could she know that it was the same with them? After all, humans craved physical closeness in order to feel emotionally close, and they had barely had any of that. Only fleeting touches when she came close to the edge of the rock where he was sitting, or when he decided to swim with her, and she let him stay close to her.

It was just like that this time as well; they were circling around each other in the water while talking, and Sori’s lips curled upwards as the waterdrops sat idly on the young man’s mahogany locks like little pearls in a jewelry box. Even when she looked down to avoid meeting his curious gaze, the surface of the water reflected the warmth in his orbs and the care in his features, and she found herself falling even more. She saw him everywhere anyway, she looked for him everywhere. It wasn’t right… it really wasn’t, but it felt so good being so wrong.

“Why are you avoiding looking at me?” Prince Junhee inquired after a minute of silence, and an aghast sight escaped Sori’s lips.

“I was just spacing out,” she lied, putting on a fake smile as easily as if she had been doing so her entire life. While it hurt to keep her distance from him, she had to.

“I’m afraid I can’t take that as an answer. You know, I’ve been taught how to read others’ facial expressions,” he remarked with a lighter edge to his words, but she could feel the clear indication in his voice: I know you’re lying. Of course, he knew. She had a feeling that he had always known.

More silence. More patience from him. He was still there, looking at her as calmly (yet worried) as before, and the water around him formed circles as he was trying to keep himself up in the water with his arms. Even though she always pitied humans because they had to use their arms and legs so much to be able to swim and keep themselves floating, now she found this action of his heartwarming; how he tried to stay close to her each and every second.

“I’m just…” Sori hesitated, the words forming unnaturally on her lips. “I’m not sure I can make you happy. I might even hurt you,” she admitted between ragged breaths, and even despite being in water that made her strong, she felt weak and vulnerable. More vulnerable than when she had been put in that cage on the pirate ship, and he had found her naked in such a dazed state.

The prince’s lips trembled a bit, but his eyes were full of determination and unwavering affection. He was like those waves that washed away the last remains of a storm; pacifying the streams and currents, setting a new, calmer pace while letting the first rays of sunshine break through the surface, painting new colours onto its palette.

“Why would you think so?” Junhee asked quietly, confusion flashing across his midnight sky-like orbs. He swam a bit closer to her as he was waiting for her to answer. As if that would have made anything easier! Having him so close made everything more difficult because her rampant feelings were bursting out of her, and she had to force herself to contain them. She wanted to have him close, to graze her hands along his skin, to feel his hot breath on her cold body, to listen to his heartbeat like a lullaby at night… But she couldn’t, she shouldn’t…

Sori closed her eyes for a few seconds, trying to set her thoughts straight.

“I’m cursed beyond being a siren, and I think you might be the one in it,” she confessed in one-go, opening her eyes as she got to the end of her sentence. It was easier telling him with her eyes closed, but if anything, his expression just made her want to take back everything. He was determined, almost hopeful.

“Is this what you’ve told me once? Someone risking their life for you?”

She pressed her lips into a thin line at his choice of words. She knew well that she had mentioned her curse in this way, but now that she was trying to tell him the truth, it was difficult to not feel even more scared hearing the word ‘risk’. No, she would never want him to risk his life for her. He was a prince for God’s sake! The rightful heir to the throne on top of that!

On the other hand, if she was going to keep her distance from him, and she wouldn’t want to hurt him while doing so, she might as well tell him about her curse in detail, so he would know why she was so reluctant to let him in when she wanted nothing more than to do just that.

“I’ve been cursed to love a man whom I might kill before he would be able to love me. By loving me, he would be able to free me from my curse, sealed by the true love’s kiss, but if he doesn’t love me or I don’t love him wholeheartedly when we kiss for the first time, then…”

“Both of us die,” the prince cut her off, his eyes boring into hers. She was truly perplexed, her lips parting at the way he used ‘us’ already as if he had also suspected that they were trapped in a tragedy. That their love story wasn’t the fairytale-like one. That there was more at stake than just their desire. “I understand it now. I might be the one in your curse, and you might be the one in mine: the woman who could cause my downfall and bring destruction to the whole kingdom if she didn’t love me with her whole heart when we kissed,” he confessed straight away without even looking away, but Sori’s heart missed a beat.

So he had been cursed. He had been aware of the fact that she might be the one in his curse just as she had been suspecting the same, yet he had kept coming back day after day to see her after sunrise, and he had kept telling her stories about his childhood days and soldier friends and trips around other kingdoms, and he had kept smiling at her as if he would have been able to free all the stars from the sky for her, and he had taken care of her and her heart as if he had been protecting a priceless treasure.

“But why?” Sori croaked out, her throat suddenly dry. “Why aren’t you scared then? Of me? Of us?” she added, blinking at the young man, her heart tormented. She felt like her body was on fire, and she was burning with all those complex feelings taking hold of her, burning because of the longing, the fear, the hopeless hopes and the dark brightness. Burning because of him, him, him.

Junhee didn’t answer, instead, he swam closer to her, so close that when he reached his hand out, he could perfectly cup her cheeks with his hands, gently resting them on her skin. His touch was soft, protective and affectionate, but she still felt like being tortured.

“Because I do love you, and I know when the time comes, you’ll be able to love me wholeheartedly,” he confessed sincerely, and she wouldn’t have questioned his honesty because his eyes told tales instead of him anyways.

Love. What a beautiful word. What a complex phenomena. He had just said it out loud so easily while she had no idea what love was. Could she tell love and desire apart? Could a siren actually fall in love with a man only by talking and spending time by the lagoon? Could she ever truly love someone while she despised herself so much? She had no idea. To her, love was like hope; the more she tried to reach for it, the further it seemed to get.

“I-I…” She stumbled upon the consonants, not being able to get the right words out, but they weren’t needed anyways because the moment Junhee closed her in his embrace, nothing else mattered, only him.

And so he waited. Through sunset following sunrise, through the moon replacing the sun, through one season embracing the other.

Sori let herself believe that this could work between the two of them - that they could work -, and he made it so easy to believe because he was as patient as ever. Even though his hands were sometimes holding onto hers tighter, even though his lips were sometimes testing the waters in the crook of her neck and her cheeks, and even though his gazes weren’t always so subtle, he didn’t rush her. He waited for her just as patiently as he did so by waiting for her at the lagoon at sunrise.

That’s why Sori purposefully tried to close the distance between the two of them by daring to spend some time out of the water. Prince Junhee was always quick to lend her one of his coats or clothes, and after a while, he even got her some feminine gowns and dresses. Not like they needed to be afraid that anyone would find them since according to the prince, this part of the shore was mainly visited by the royal family, and out of them, Junhee was the one who was fond of the water the most. Hence, they didn’t need to worry that anyone would be horrified at the sight of a naked woman, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

While it was odd for her to walk sometimes because of how foreign her human body seemed, the prince always let her hold onto him for support, and after some time, she held onto him because she craved his touch, not because she needed it. She loved looking at him while the sun was shining brightly above them, making him glow in gold and making him seem so dreamy, it was a sight so picturesque and dear to her heart. It made her feel a bit more at ease, especially after nights of being unconscious. He made her feel so safe and secured, something she had never thought that she would feel.

It was the same at such a time when she nearly tripped over a small rock, but prince Junhee reached for her in time, grabbing her arm and steadying her by his side.

“Are you okay?” he inquired, worried. His eyelashes painted little lines on his parchment paper-like skin, and his orbs resembled tiny little jewels. She was sucked into those galaxies, those what ifs and that undeniable care and affection, so much that she barely registered what he had said.

“I am,” she reassured him with a tiny smile, but his grip was still tight on her as if he was afraid that if he let go, she would break. As she was looking into his eyes, she could see just how much he wanted her to be all his, and she wanted the same so, so bad, there was no use denying, no use resisting. That pull was stronger than ever, sucking her in more and more and more, and she couldn’t keep herself back, she started leaning towards him. As she got closer and closer to him, her body felt more and more electrified, and when her lips were so close that they were barely hovering over his mellow ones, it felt like being set on fire.

“I love you,” she breathed out, helpless and foolish, ready to sink deeper and deeper with him even if it meant that there was no end in sight.

As if he had been waiting for this moment to give him the sign, Junhee closed the distance between the two of them, and kissed her with all the desire, all the longing and yearning and all the waiting behind his back, desperately and impatiently, yet oh so lovingly. His hands were holding her steady, his heart was beating alongside hers, and his lips were cherishing hers, and it felt so good, so good, so good…

So good that when it ended, there was no more fear in her heart - because she knew that they both loved each other wholeheartedly, and that they would never be able to hurt each other after what they had been through.

That’s how their curses were lifted, and that’s how a siren fell in love with a human who was like the sun to her moon, the sunrise to her sunset, the sweetness in her bitterness, and eventually, the voice she didn’t silence, but made her own.

[whattodowithace]

Make you want me (Jun)

Title: Make you want me

Pairing: Reader x Jun (ACE)

Genre: Spice

Word count: 712

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Jun watched his girlfriend go back and forth in their small apartment as she went about her day. Completely oblivious to the agony he was going through inside and had been suffering with since he woke up beside her that morning.

Jun had never felt this way before. He had woken up and it was like any other day. But when he saw her and how her hair pooled around her and her silk pajama shirt clung to her skin, he felt a heat ignite in his stomach that he couldn’t get rid of.

It only got worse when he spilled a glass of orange juice after she had woken up and wrapped her arms around his stomach and pressed her lips to his shoulder, making him jump and spill the orange liquid all over the counter. Making his face heat up and making her giggle. Being used to his nervousness.

By 6:30 that night the heat in his stomach was unbearable and Jun noticed in fine detail how good she looked that day. She hadn’t done anything special, no new clothes, or even put on makeup. She just was beautiful to him and he wanted her to feel it.

He found her in their shared bedroom on her laptop at her desk. She saw him come in and smiled at him, making Jun’s heart lurch but he ignored it the best he could as he placed a kiss on her cheek and went and sat on the corner of their bed.

He watched her for a moment, her eyes darting over the screen as she worked. Her obliviousness to his state making Jun feel desperate.

“Sweetie?” He said, in a hushed tone. She hummed in response, not taking her eyes off the screen.

“What are you doing?” He asks, trying to get her eyes on him.

It fails. She keeps her eyes on the computer while answering. “Working on a project.”

Jun casts his eyes down, disappointment crossing his face. Which he was glad she didn’t see. But his heart pounded harder in his chest.

“What are you doing?” She asked, keeping the conversation going.

Jun went quiet, his stomach tying in knots at the words he wanted to say. She notices his silence and turns her chair to face him.

“Jun?” She says, concern in her calm tone. “What’s the matter?”

Jun keeps his eyes down, the room suddenly feeling hot with her eyes on him. But he pushes himself forward.

“I’ve been thinking about you.” He says, meeting her eyes. He lets out a nervous chuckle. “All day actually.”

She smiles sweetly at him, standing up to take his face in her hands. Completely missing his meaning.

“You’re sweet, Junhee.” She whispers, kissing the top of his head. “I’ve thought about you too.”

Juns heart skips a few beats at her soft tone and her words. But he blurts out, “You don’t understand. You’re making it very hard to concentrate on anything today.”

The silence that fills the room is deafening. Making Jun feel more nervous, her body completely still.

“Close your eyes and hold out your hands.” She says softly, her voice startling Jun a little.

He looks up at her, her eyes glossy and a soft smile on her lips. “Just trust me.” She whispers, encouraging him.

Jun obeys and closes his eyes and holds his hands out. He hears rustling for a moment before she takes his hands and places them on her bare back. Making him let out an involuntary whimper.

He feels her hands lift his head up slightly before placing gentle kisses along his neck and under his jaw. Her lips barely touching his skin and more so feather touches of breath that fanned across his skin to cause goosebumps.

Her hands meet his chest and push him back against the bed, her weight falling onto him gently, making him dig his fingers into her skin lightly.

Her lips connect to his and his hand goes to the back of her neck to press her into his lips more. His desperation taking over him, making it easy for her to get moans out of him with each touch and bite she administered.

[t3kandson]

Players in the Fun

Playground

Word count; 3,173

Fandom; A.C.E. The Boyz & DKB

Pairing; Reader X Lee Donghun, Reader X Kim Sunwoo & Reader X Yang Heechan

Characters; Kim Sunwoo, Yang Heechan, Lee Donghun, Park Junhee, Kim Sehyoon, Kim Byeongkwan & Kang Yuchan.

Warning; Angst, Polygamy, Threesomes, Double Penetration, Trichophilia, Oral (Giving) & Fingering.

Notes; Chapter 4/10 earlier Chapter here

Series written for @lidongsa

Taglist; @ilovechanhee

“The bathroom window, really?” Donghun fails in attempt to contain his laughter as your eyes narrow at him. “Fuck you Lee,” you curse as he finds your incident amusing.

“So you just left them there in your apartment fighting?” Byeongkwan asked looking concerned, though you knew he was just hiding his laughter well. “They wasn’t fighting, arguing maybe but not fighting,” you scoff holding the pillow by your side as you sink into Donghun’s sofa. “But still you left them in your apartment?” Byeongkwan questioned. “What was there for me to do Witness that, no I can’t,” you said throwing your face into the pillow as Yuchan came to sit next you patting your back. “Don’t you think you owe it to them to at least talk with them?” Junhee said with a slight lecturing tone. “I don’t even know what to say to myself let alone them,” you said feeling ashamed. “Look it don’t matter you wasn’t with Sunwoo in the first place, he kept ditching you so I don’t know why you feel guilty,” Donghun scoffed picking the pillow from your grip to throw it gently at you playfully. “He’s right,” Sehyoon said sitting the other side to you pulling you in for one of his magical hugs to Donghun’s rolled eyes.

“I still say bin them both off, we can find you a better mature guy,” Donghun said pulling Sehyoon off you to place his own arms as Sehyoon sunk back next to Byeongkwan. “What about Seoham he’s cute?” Byeongkwan said dreamy, “yes let’s add a third person into her complicated situation,” Junhee scolds. “Suchan you need to work out which one you want and focus on that one,” he smiles at you. “And if you don’t want either of them then bin them both off,” Donghun added pulling you into his chest as he rested on the sofa.

“I wanted Sunwoo, but he doesn’t want a relationship,” you scowl. “And Heechan, he’s just, you know Fun, exciting and I enjoy his company,” you added smiling thinking fondly of Him. “Well if Sunwoo doesn’t want you I’m team Heechan,” Yuchan said smiling beside you. “I’m team none of them,” Donghun whined.

“You can do better then being someone’s shag piece,” he added. “What like you hyung?” Byeongkwan teased, earning the pillow you was hugging to be snatch to land against his face. “Don’t be an ass kwannie,” he scoffs pulling you back into him. “I think you need to go back and talk with them,” Sehyoon said softly. “I’m sure your figure it out when you there with what you want,” he added warmly. “I think Sehni’s right,” Junhee added making you groan into Donghun’s T-shirt.

“Go home, have a nice bath at the very least,” Donghun said brushing the loose hair behind your ear.

You was sat in Donghun’s car the music failing to calm your anxious heart. “I can come in with you if you want,” he offered placing his hand over yours. “No you got a movie night of your own that I’ve ruined as it is,” you said smiling at him. “You could never ruin anything, annoy me in your companionship but not ruin it,” he winks sarcastically. “But princess I stand what I say, you deserve to be treated with love and respect like the princess you are, not just some one’s shag piece,” he said smiling. Lacing his fingers with yours he brings your hand to his mouth to press a small kiss making you feel warmth from the contact. In moments that he shows sweetness you wished that there was something more to your friendship.

You breathed in deeply anticipating the state of the apartment, imagining some brutal scuffle. But your heart thundered in your chest even harder when you walked in to find Heechan and Sunwoo still there chuckling on the sofa at what ever they had put on to watch.

“You going to just stand and gawp?” Heechan chuckled your way. “You run and ditch us and then think you have the right to look at us like a freak show,” Sunwoo added playfully. “What are you doing here?” You asked, your voice betraying you by cracking. “Well you invited me remember,” Heechan smirked, “and me too,” Sunwoo added letting his teeth smiling grin creep on his face, all while you blinked confused.

“When?” You gasped holding on to the kitchen island to hold you up. “Lunch date,” he scoffed as you scrunched your eyebrows. “You left me,” you said slightly ignoring that Heechan was exposed to your conversation. “I left to get food and some things to apologise, I was always going to come back,” Sunwoo added as you looked dumb struck at his revelation. Sunwoo hadn’t left you and instead had gone to treat you to come back to find you naked with his friend.

You winced as you realised how awful it looked. “You two was arguing?” You gulped watching them smirk at each other and look back your way. “No we was discussing things as we was confused that you was shagging us both,” Sunwoo said smiling which made you feel even more anxious. “Naughty naughty girl,” Heechan said playfully as he wiggled his finger in your direction. “You should have just said you wanted us both,” Heechan added standing up off the sofa. “We’re not against sharing you you know,” he winked pulling you in to him. “A playground can have plenty of players in it,” he whispered pressing kisses to your neck.

Sunwoo leapt off the sofa and joined Heechan, walking towards you. “Works well with me as it stops us losing ourselves, Because it’s just fun,” he says brushing his thumb over your bottom lip. “Share,” you gasp earning them to look at each other and then at you. “Yes share,” Sunwoo said, his voice melting you once more. “Your mine,” he says pressing his lips to yours momentarily. “And mine,” Heechan says placing a finger under your chin to face him so he could softly kiss you as well. “And also he’s mine,” Heechan adds pecking Sunwoo’s cheeks to his scrunched Up face as he gently punched his friends arms. “You little shit,” he says wiping Heechans kiss as you stifle the laugh that Heechan can’t control himself.

“Last time I checked I wasn’t little, Suchan can vouch for that right?” Heechan smirks looking at you for confirmation which instead encourages a warmed blush upon your face.

“So we’re all dating?” You asked still confused at there arrangement that they made while you ran away. “No, I told you dating isn’t my thing,” Sunwoo scowled. “We’re three friends who enjoy a good fucking session,” Heechan says mischievously. “Separately, together or combined,” he adds, his eyes attacking yours. You gulp at Heechan’s words realising your in your own personal hell. You can barely cope with them individually let alone both of them together, butterfly’s attacking your stomach at the thought.

“She’s going crazy with those thoughts,” Sunwoo teased, his blown eyes making your thighs tighten. “She looked like she was losing her mind on my cock alone, she might not come back if we both fuck her,” Heechan said Zoning his beautiful brown eyes your way. Caught between the two of them toying with you was making your thighs slick with your arousal.

“I think we already lost her without a single touch,” Sunwoo chuckled, his laughter making your breathe hitch. “I need to breathe,” you admitted, pushing them out the way making the way to the bathroom in an attempt to drown yourself or at the very least give yourself a cold shower to ground you.

The cold water splashed on your face did little to calm your core from there words. Your eyes widened when they both made there way to join you, Sunwoo making sure to lock the door. “Having a shower sounds like a good idea,” Heechan smirked as he started undoing the buttons on his shirt.

“What,” you stuttered, your heart thundering so bad you was sure it was going to explode as you watched him strip. “Don’t be shy Sunwoo,” he tossed behind him as Sunwoo stifled a laugh. “I’m not shy I was just letting you prep her for me,” he adds with a wink. With the shirt fallen to the floor his fingers fumbled with his jeans.

“If you don’t want this just use your words,” he asks softly, “I don’t think she remembers how to use her words,” Sunwoo adds removing his T-shirt. “Is that right sweetheart?” Heechan says walking towards you, caging you against the wall.

“Maybe I should check to see if her tongue works,” he teases as he leans in pressing his lips to yours. While you stand there stunned into silence as your brain struggles to comprehend the situation. Your inner desire works for you as your wet muscles slides against his. Hands hitch up your dress as he finds the band of your pants, which he helps to slide down. He stands back letting his jeans and boxers to fall to the floor, your eyes fix on Sunwoo who is already stroking his length, having stripped himself from his clothes already.

Sunwoo steps into the shower turning it on, letting the water fall on his hair that has his curls drip. You watch as the drops fall down his body, soft moans escaping that hasn’t failed Heechans hearing. He steps in with Sunwoo letting the water attack his body also. Finding your Blueberry shower gel Donghun brought you for Christmas, he drizzles the gel over his chest and abs as he lather’s it with his hand. Biting his lip seductively that your sure if the panties wasn’t removed would be soaked by now.

Sunwoo reaches out to drag you into the shower before you could protest, the water is already flowing on your clothing as Sunwoo chuckled mischievously. “Oh no looks like your have to take those clothes off now,” Heechan chuckles. “I agree I’ll help,” Sunwoo growls as he pushes you against the shower wall, his fingers pulling the clothes from your body. Pressing himself against you, his breath in your ear as he ruts himself against your ass. Bending yourself to push your cheeks into him, letting his member rub against your folds to hear a moan escape. His hands stills your rebelling hips as he lets the gel from the bottle drip on your bare back.

His hands massaging you makes you feel heavenly in his touch. Heechan joins in with the fun, using your back as a canvas as he writes on the lathered bubbles covering you. They both would chuckle as they let themselves enjoy the moment of their boy like behaviour. “Really what are you five?” you scoff after they both get lost for a lengthy time. “Oh looks like she feels deprived,” Sunwoo scoffs. “She wants our hands elsewhere,” Heechan suggests and you know he’s winking in Sunwoo’s direction.

Your twisted to face them by Heechan, his deep grin upon his face as he drips more gel on your breasts. Sunwoo looking hungry, let’s his hands attack Heechan’s away as each one of them grab a breast. Kneedling them beneath there palms, Sunwoo tweaks your nipple earning a yelp.

Heechan removes the shower head letting the lathered bubbles rinse off. Laying it flat on your chest he drags it down your body towards your heat. The power of the jet hitting your core as you bite your lips to hold the moan threatening to escape. “Just cleaning earlier off you,” he chuckled with a wink and your reminded of Heechan’s Torturous ways. He presses the head harder against you, letting it rub against your folds, smiling when your lips betray your moans.

Sunwoo snatches the shower head from his friend. “Don’t let her cum yet,” he scolds him. “Plus she needs her bed hair washed too,” he says bringing you between them. Chest against your back Sunwoo let’s the water cascade down you. Heechan peppers kisses to your jaw as he’s cock is pressing against your body. The desire to be taken by both of them in the shower hits you, despite the pit of your stomach that your scared.

Sunwoo finishes washing your hair and to your surprise he turns the shower off. Heechan moves from you both, his eyes finding the linen closet as he finds three towels. He wraps the Red one around him letting it sit on his delicious waist as he holds the Blue one out for you to walk into. Wrapping the large towel around you, he passes the Lilac one to Sunwoo. He pulls you into his comforting arms as he pat drys you down.

Sunwoo comes into your focus, his towel also resting on his hip as you melt over his belly. The desire to kiss every inch including his tattoo hits you. The smaller Blue towel in his hand as he wraps it around your hair. “Their you go, perfect,” he says looking at you desire in his pupils.

He walks into your room finding your hair dryer as he pats the bed for you to sit so he can do your hair.

He slides behind you, his towel doing little to Separate his throbbing stiffness from pressing into your skin. Brushing your hair taking great care to brush through the knots he takes great care of your hair. Heechan pulls your vanity table chair towards him so he can sit and view. Thighs widened deliberately so you can view the muscles that he’s flexing as well as the hard member indent that’s holding up the towel.

Sunwoo finishes with his pampering after platting your hair as you view it in the mirror. “I love it,” you smile at him as he smiles into the reflection your viewing him from.

“We finished playing Sunwoo? because I don’t know about you but my cock’s hungry,” Heechan growls as your thighs tighten at his authority. “Maybe Suchan’s the one hungry,” Sunwoo coos. Heechan’s eye raise at you, “is that true sweetheart?“ he asks. You nod before walking on all fours towards the chair he’s sat upon. Your hands finding there way to the towel removing them from his body. Hands resting on his thighs as you grip the tip of him. Slowly licking his shaft from the bottom to the top As he hissed in frustration. “Sweetheart are you sure you want to play that game,” Heechan pre warned as your memory of his earlier in the day hit you. Wrapping your mouth around him he moans as you start a pace letting your tongue curl under his member. “Shit your correct she really is good at this,” Heechan whines at his friend as you increase your tempo.

Your rhythm is slowed when you feel fingers poking between your folds before slipping in to match. The pads of Sunwoo’s fingers curving to your sweet spot as they rub them deliciously that you clench around them. Your moans vibrate around Heechan as he’s grips tighten into your hair. Thighs trembling, he finds himself chasing his high a lot quicker then anticipated. “Shit,” he cry’s pulling you off him, “I want to cum in her,” he growls.

Sunwoo’s fingers slip from your core letting Heechan throw you over his shoulders gently swatting your ass. Sunwoo sinks into the bed as Heechan pouts, relentingly placing you down by the foot of the bed.

You crawl up Sunwoo as he licks his lips eyes blown. Hovering above his tip, letting yourself sink down his shaft earning Sunwoo’s teeth to clasp around his bottom lip tightly. When Sunwoo grows inpatient, his hands reach to your waist as he slightly slides you up off his member to slam you down to meet his uplifting thrust. “Fuck,” you cry beneath your moans as Sunwoo lightly chuckles that has you clench around him. Groans fall from his lip before repeating, with more speed and intensity.

“I wonder if she can handle both of us,” Heechan suggests. “What do you think Sweetheart do you thing you can?” He coos between stolen kisses before Sunwoo slams you down. You nod words refusing to form knowing that it be more then words your lose soon.

Sunwoo slows to almost stillness as Heechan pumps his member in your view.

He presses his hand on the small of your back as he slowly fucks into your core, his member sliding against Sunwoo’s that has his grip tightening. Your stretched beyond your imagination as they both still, letting you adjust. Heechan slowly starts, tears pooling at your eyes as the pain rips through you, he pauses instantly. Sunwoo notices your struggles as he presses his lips to yours letting your tongue help you to adjust. Heechan starts the process once more as Sunwoo sucks down your cry’s. When he thinks your ready he starts moving against Heechan, both their moans hitting the air, the combination delightful to your ears.

Sunwoo cups your breasts as they both start losing themselves fucking in to you as the feeling becomes more pleasurable. Your core instantly starts feeling the warmth as your orgasms washes into you. Their speed increasing that they relax without worry as they fuck you together. The feeling of them both feel like euphoria that your mind is almost fucked away. Grunts and groans spilling has your core tightening around both of them. “Fuck,” Sunwoo cry’s as he cums deep in you as Heechan speeds his assault while fucking Sunwoo’s Cum back in. “Cum for me sweetheart,” Heechan coos that has you release screams of their names into the air. You clench around them both Spuring Heechan into painting his load into you too, mixing both there essence. Heechan continues to fuck through his orgasm, your moans continuing as you struggle to come down from yours.

You all lay there still connected panting over each other, Sunwoo not complaining at being squashed beneath you both. Heechan rolls off to the side of the bed taking you with him as you both lay on your sides chuckling. Sunwoo flips to his side laughter falling from his lips too as he cups your face. “That was brilliant,” he says pressing his lips to you momentarily. “One of many threesomes to come,” Sunwoo adds as your arms slide around his waist to bring him closer. “Don’t leave me this time,” You whine as Sunwoo raises an eyebrow. “Well I have to go home at some point,” he scoffs “but I’ll stay tonight with you both,” he adds. “Oh I am loved,” Heechan teases as your phone bleeps. Heechan moves temporarily to grab the phone that you threw onto the floor earlier in the day. “It’s DongDong,” Heechan said passing it to you intrigued. “Oh that’s Suchans other boyfriend,” Sunwoo teased as you swatted him calling him a dick.

DongDong @11.32pm; Your silence tells me your ok or they’ve killed you.

If only he knew that in the bedroom department they very much had done.

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[junquisite]

3:08 am

I had been trying to write for a while now but I just can't. But I completed this draft that had been sitting in my drafts for ages so..yayy! Anyway, A.C.E are having a comeback on September 2nd so please love and support them!

"Aaah I need to close the Vapp now guys. I'll only answer a couple of questions and then close okay?" Junhee said at the screen and bent forward to look at the responses.

He took a look at her sitting behind the camera on her own phone and a small smile ghosted on his lips.

"Why do you keep looking behind the camera? The staff is sitting there. I need to end the live soon!" He answered as he saw her stifle her giggle behind her hand.

He was supposed to end the vlive half an hour ago when she entered his room but a message or two kept him busy with the fans and when she signed at him to continue, he felt his heart full. She knew how much he loved his fans.

"okay guys! Last question." He said as he scanned the large number of messages incoming.

He smiled when he found something interesting.

"Junhee do you like pineapples on pizza? I do." He answered and saw as the chaos commenced in the responses. Even she raised an eyebrow at her.

"You didn't liked it before." He read a comment.

"Yes I didn't. But I tried it once and it grew on me. I think I can even saw that I love it now." He said with a huge smile.

He ended the vlive with a flurry of good-byes and iloveyous and as soon as it closed, he crawled into the bed to lay down on her.

"Ya! You're heavy! Get off!" She said between giggles and he joined while sliding off her to cuddle her.

"I missed you." He mumbled in her neck and she smiled as she ran her hand through his hair.

"Tough day?" She asked and he shrugged.

"No. I just did." He mumbled and she kissed his head.

He looked up at her with his eyes closed and pouted at her and she laughed loudly.

"You're a big baby, aren't you?" She said as she bent to peck him. His hand pulled her face close when she tried to pull back and kissed her deeply.

When they pulled away for air, she looked at him, foreheads touching, and grinned.

"So you like pineapples now? They have grown on you? You think you love it huh?" She said and he groaned, going back to hide his face in her neck again.

"That's the closest to saying I love you that I can in front of everyone and this is how you treat me." He mumbled in her neck and she just giggled, her hand massaging his scalp as he whined in her neck.

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Selfish - Part 14

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15

Genre: angst, fluff, SMUT

Pairing: Jun x Reader / Chan x Reader

Word Count: 7.3k

Summary: You love them both and you’re torn. But…what if you didn’t have to choose? Jun was scrolling through hotel listings on Jeju Island. He’d decided to surprise you with a trip to Jeju Island. What better way to prove himself to you than to spoil you a little bit? As the holidays came and went, February was here before he knew it. It was the perfect time to go on a trip. And he knew that you could use a little rest and relaxation.

Jun bought two plane tickets that night, as the prices went down a bit. He was excited to spend some time away and alone with you. You’d forgiven him but he knew that he was still sort of on your shit list. If something else went wrong, he wasn’t sure what you’d do. After all the two of you had been through with Malai and the arguing with Chan and all, things had been a little rocky.

He’d spend the next couple of days planning the trip, deciding some fun things to do while you were there. He wanted things to be perfect and he had all these ideas. He wanted to take you to see all the sites—the waterfalls, the beaches, all the beautiful things nature had to offer. You’d forget about all the stress of being at home and just enjoy the vacation with him.

As he scrolled through hotel listings, you called him. “Hello?” 

“Hey, babe,” you said. “What are you doing?”

“I’m just on the computer browsing. You?”

“I just got out of the shower...”

“Oh really? What are you wearing?”

“Nothing,” you said. “Wanna see?”

He smirked. “I can’t say no to that.” A moment later, he got a notification on his phone that you’d sent him a photo. You were nude, laying on your towel. You took the picture in the mirror above your dresser, across from your bed. “Wow. You look amazing, baby. I can’t wait to get my hands on you…”

He spent almost an hour on the phone with you and in that time, he found the perfect hotel. It wasn’t a huge suite like he would’ve wanted but it had a king sized bed, a loveseat, desk, and a huge flat screen tv. Not to mention the beautiful view. And even though it wasn’t summertime, it had a really nice pool outside. Luckily though, there was an indoor pool and a spa that you could take advantage of. He’d definitely book a couples’ massage with you, so you could both get all those knots of tension out of your systems. 

Jun was getting excited just thinking of all the fun you could have together. Lately, there hadn’t been much to look forward to so this trip was just what he needed. He was pumped to spend some time with you and get you all to himself. It had been a long time since he’d been on vacation and you hadn’t been on one either. So, he was more than happy to solve that problem. 

*

As Jun went up the train station escalator, he could hardly contain his excitement. Everyone had a long weekend due to the Korean New Year. Jun was glad because he planned to tell you the surprise today. The two of you had planned to have dinner together tonight and it gave him the perfect opportunity to tell you about his surprise.

You were waiting for him in the lobby of the building you worked in when he walked in. He figured that you must’ve gotten off a little early. As he walked toward you, you didn’t see him. He smiled at the sight of you in the lounge chair, smiling at whatever you were looking at on your phone. 

“Hi beautiful,” he said, taking you by surprise. “Did you get out a little early?”

You smiled, grabbing your bag and standing up to greet him. “Hey babe. Yeah, honestly everyone was ready to have a head start to this weekend. Everyone practically ran out of the office once our boss said we could leave.”

He kissed you on your forehead. “Nice.”

The two of you walked out of the building together, starting toward the restaurant that you wanted to go to nearby. On the walk there, you told him about your day and how the restaurant had really good steak and that it comes out perfect every time. He loved how animated you got when you spoke and how your eyes lit up with excitement. 

You arrived at the restaurant a few minutes later and were seated right away. It was more crowded than it would usually be on a Thursday evening because it was more like a Friday evening since everyone would be off of work tomorrow. 

“I come here with my coworkers sometimes for their lunch special,” you said, flipping through the menu. 

Your order was taken and you had your drinks within five minutes. Over the red wine, Jun said, “I have a surprise for you, babe.”

Your eyes lit up again, turning from your drink. “What is it?”

“We’re going to Jeju tomorrow morning,” he said. “I wanted to take you on a trip since we have off.”

“Wow,” you said, smiling even wider, “that sounds amazing. Are you serious?”

“Believe it, baby,” he said, reaching for your hand.

You looked down at the table for a few seconds before you said, “I have an idea, but it’s kind of crazy.”

“How crazy?”

“Well do you think that we could ever spend time together? Like the three of us?”

Jun nodded. “Well, yeah.”

“Well, what if he came with us?”

“Tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” you said. You cleared your throat. “I mean, we can wait another time if you want, of course...but I just wanted to put the idea out there. It could be good for us.”

To be honest, Jun wanted this trip to just be for the two of you, without Chan tagging along. The last thing he wanted was for you to think he had a problem with this arrangement or that he was being greedy. Even though he didn’t want to, he said, “Yeah, that’s fine with me,” because he didn’t want you to be disappointed. The reality was that his reply was the furthest thing from the truth. 

And it brought a smile to your face. “I’ll be right back. I’m gonna give him a call and see if he can still get a flight. Can you forward me the flight info?”

He pursed his lips together as he went into his email and forwarded the flight itinerary to you. With a quick “Thanks, babe,” you were gone. You went into the hallway outside of the bathrooms and took out your phone. 

“Hello?” Chan answered.

“Hey,” you said, “I have good news and bad news.”

“Okay, what’s the bad news?”

“I don’t think we’re going to be able to have our sleepover this weekend…”

“Why not?”

“I’m going to Jeju with Jun this weekend and I wanted to know if you wanted to...come with us.”

Chan paused for a moment; you didn’t blame him. The three of you had been through a lot in this relationship and you wondered if it was too soon to be together like this. Finally, he said, “That sounds like fun...”

“Do you really think you two can be in the same room together...with me?”

“I don’t see why not. I mean, it’s bound to happen eventually, right?”

You gave him the flight number and, thankfully, he was able to book the flight. And from the looks of it, he was a couple rows behind where you and Jun would be sitting. 

“I’m all booked,” he said, after checking and re-checking the reservation. He chuckled. “I should get packing.”

*

Chan heard a knock at the door, interrupting him from his packing. It was Jason, who had arrived with a box of pizza. He sighed and went back over to his luggage. Confused, Jason sat down on the floor, putting the pizza on the table.

“What’s with you?” he said. He pointed to the luggage. “Are you going somewhere?”

“To Jeju,” Chan replied. 

“Ooh that sounds like fun. I wish I was going somewhere. My family is right here in Seoul so there’s not really anywhere to go.”

“There’s only but so much fun I can have,” he said, rolling his eyes, as he threw socks into his suitcase. “Jun booked a trip for them this weekend and Y/N invited me along but it feels like it was more pity than anything else…”

Jason cursed under his breath as he opened the pizza box. “Maybe he wants to make peace. Maybe this is him putting his foot forward and trying to make things better.”

“On my weekend? The bastard had the nerve to book this trip when I was supposed to spend the weekend with Y/N! He would do something like this! He had her to himself last week!” 

He kicked the suitcase out of frustration, startling his friend. Just when things seemed like they were looking up, Jun just had to do something to sabotage what they had. 

“Well, Y/N will be there. She won’t let him get carried away.”

Chan sighed and sat down, grabbing a slice of pizza. “I don’t know, maybe I should’ve thought this over more. It feels like I’m third wheeling with my own girlfriend.”

Chan loved the idea of going on a trip with you. Since he was always busy with work and school, he rarely had enough time for the two of you to have a weekend getaway. But, for once, he was free all weekend and the cafe was closed for the holiday. And even better, his boss still paid him for the days he had off. He’d dubbed it a “New Year’s gift.” For once, things had been aligned so perfectly that it was hard to believe. And he planned on spending it with you since it was, in fact, his weekend to spend with you. 

But now the plans had been rearranged. You called him asking if he wanted to go and he didn’t want to disappoint you, so he agreed to the plan before thinking it through. Would it be a good time? He was struggling to trust Jun in the first place; he wouldn’t be able to keep his cool if he hurt you again. On the other hand, it was something that would have to happen sooner or later. In this polyamorous relationship, the three of you would eventually have to come together sometime. It couldn’t always be separate relationships that were somehow still one.

“Is she usually fair though? Does it seem like she favors him over you?”

“I’m not sure,” he said, mouth full. He swallowed and added, “I just gotta make it until Sunday. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?”

Chan sure as hell hoped so.

*

The three of you arrived at the airport a little sooner than expected. You checked in your bags and went through security with no issues. You arrived at the designated gate with an hour to spare. Chan sat down, leaning against his neck pillow. He looked tired; he’d mentioned how he stayed up a bit late trying to finish one of his assignments so that he wouldn’t have to stress about it on Sunday before classes started back up again on Monday.

You went to the bathroom briefly and, when you came back, Chan was fast asleep. You smiled at the sight of him and the fact that his mouth was slightly ajar.

Jun chuckled and said, “He passed out right away. Do you wanna get something to eat since we have time?”

You nodded and went to shake Chan. “Babe, do you want to eat?” Chan opened his eyes ever so slightly before groaning and turning his head away from you.

Jun said, “Just leave him. He’s pretty tired, isn’t he? We can just get a sandwich for him or something.” You nodded, figuring that you should probably let him catch up on his sleep. It was early and you’d get to Jeju a little after one o’clock. If the three of you were going to do anything fun, he’d need to save his energy. 

As you walked to the toast stall you passed earlier, you said, “So what did you have planned for us?”

“Well, I was thinking today since we’re getting there a little later, we could take it easy and explore the city a little. There was a teahouse I wanted to visit. Then we can relax a little and get dinner together. How does that sound?”

“It sounds good...and thank you for planning all of this.”

“Anything for you,” he said.

You arrived at the toast stall and ordered toast for the three of you. Jun was surprised that you knew exactly what he would want and Chan, too. He loved that about you—you paid close attention to details. Even when he thought you weren’t listening or paying attention, you were. He loved you so much and he wished that this trip could be for just the two of you, but he also remembered that he signed up for this. He was the one that agreed to this and, while he had the right to change his mind, he didn’t want to lose you. He figured that this was better than nothing and he wanted to keep you in his life in whatever way he could. 

When you got back to the gate, Chan was awake and playing a game on his phone. He smiled upon seeing you walking toward him. 

“We got breakfast,” you said, handing him his bag. “Toast with extra egg.”

He smiled. “You’re amazing, you know that...”

“I would’ve ordered you extra egg, too,” mumbled Jun as he sat down in his seat next to you. 

The three of you just laughed. You were grateful. Maybe things were looking up for the relationship. There wasn’t as much tension between Jun and Chan today. You didn’t know if it was because they’d both matured a lot within the last couple weeks or if it was just because it was early in the morning. Either way, you were grateful and you hoped that the rest of the trip would go this smoothly.

Before you knew it, it was time to board. As the three of you inched along in the aisle, Jun turned to you and said, “Okay. Row twenty-one is right there.”

You said, “Why don’t you and Chan sit together? You could get to know each other a little better. I don’t mind sitting by myself. I can just sit where Chan was going to sit.”

Jun started, “B-”

Chan smiled. “Yeah, we should get to know each other better.”

Jun wasn’t thrilled to be sitting next to Chan on the flight but thankfully it was only for about an hour. But over the course of the hour, things weren’t bad. There would probably always be at least a little tension between the two of them, since the relationship started out in a strange way. But things were actually okay.

Chan carried the conversation, at first. He asked Jun about the kinds of music he liked and then they talked about their families and some childhood memories and Chan told him about his life growing up in Jeju on a tangerine farm. Jun was almost surprised at how down to earth he was. He wasn’t snobby or any of the things that he’d assumed about him. He almost felt bad for thinking those things about him. The reality was that Chan was a good guy and he could see why you liked him in the first place. 

Chan said, “I told my mom that I was coming for the weekend. I was thinking that maybe tomorrow, if we have time, we could have dinner with my family.”

Jun nodded. “By chance, do they know...about us?”

Chan paused. To be honest, he’d only told his friends about the true relationship they were in. Of course, he’d told his parents that you were back together with him but he hadn’t told them that you were also dating Jun. How could he tell his parents something like that? They definitely wouldn’t approve and he had no idea how complicated it would be for them to understand something that was so complicated in itself. 

“Not exactly,” he answered.

Jun knew what that meant before Chan needed to explain further. Jun knew that he wouldn’t be able to go to have dinner with Chan’s family as your boyfriend. In this situation, Chan would be your boyfriend and Jun would be stuck playing the role of a friend, whether it was your friend or Chan’s. Either way, it was like playing pretend.

Jun had no right to feel upset by it because he was in the same predicament with his own family. They knew that you’d hit a rough patch and got back together, but they had no idea that you’d picked up an additional partner on the way back to each other. He hadn’t even told his older sister despite the fact that they were pretty close. 

Was this something to be ashamed of? Would this be something that could ever be accepted? Even though no one was exactly lying, there was a lot of information being withheld. Jun had no idea how the three of you could keep this up. For how much longer, realistically, could you keep it up?

*

You pushed open the hotel room door, exhausted from the walk you’d gone on. You got to see the surrounding areas near your hotel and went to the teahouse that Jun wanted to go to, trying and even buying some of the teas. And Chan showed you some of the places he liked to go as a kid. And you had some street foods and tried fresh grilled mackerel, which Jun enjoyed so much he got seconds. It had been a while since Chan had been able to come to Jeju and he had never gone with you before; you had broken up with him before he had the chance to bring you to his hometown. You watched him as his eyes lit up, picking up memories from his childhood.

So far, you liked Jeju a lot and the scenery was so beautiful and you got a lot of pictures. From what you could tell, Jun had a good time too. And he took a bunch of pictures with his new camera. And your boyfriends were also cordial in taking separate pictures with you, too. And then you asked a kind stranger to take pictures of the three of you, together. 

“I’m exhausted,” Jun said, plopping down on the couch.

“That was fun,” you said, putting down your purse. “Thanks for showing us around, Chan.”

“Of course,” he said. 

“I made a reservation at the steakhouse for seven. We have about two and a half hours until then,” he said.

You nodded. “Yeah, we can just hang out around here for a while.” 

Chan said, “I could use a warm cup of tea,” poking around the kitchenette. There were two packets of instant coffee and two tea bags, clearly not enough for the three of you. “Actually, I’ll go to the cafe downstairs. Y/N? Jun? Do you want something?”

Jun said, “Can you get me a matcha latte?”

You said, “Me too.”

Chan nodded and grabbed a key card. “Be back in a couple minutes.”

As Jun heard the door shut, he was relieved. Finally, he’d have a moment alone with you. You smiled before he had a chance to say anything and you sat next to him on the couch before he had a chance to call you over. He sat up, pulling you into his arms. You snuggled into his shoulder. You said, “Thank you for planning this trip. I can’t wait to get cute for dinner.”

“You always look cute, my love. Which dress did you bring?”

“I got this long sleeved black one,” you said. “I’d gotten it awhile ago but didn’t have a chance to wear it.”

“I’m sure you’ll look great,” he said, planting a kiss on your lips.

You stood up. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom…”

A few minutes later, Chan returned with the drinks. Jun was fast asleep on the couch, his legs sprawled out and his mouth slightly open. He heard water running in the bathroom and assumed that you were in there. He set Jun’s drink on the coffee table next to the couch, assuming he’d probably wake up in a few minutes. 

When you came out, Chan was sitting on the bed sipping on his tea. You sat next to him and he handed you your drink. “Thanks, baby.”

“No problem. Jun must be really tired, huh?”

You rested your head on Chan’s shoulder with a yawn. “Yeah. The first day of vacation always seems to be the hardest.” You glanced up at him. “Are you okay?”

He looked down at you, meeting your eyes. “Of course. I’m here with you.”

*

Jun’s eyes fluttered open about a half hour later. The room was darker than he remembered and as he glanced over to the window. The setting sun peeked through, shining on you and Chan asleep in the bed together. His heart dropped at the sight and jealousy pumped through his veins. 

He looked at the matcha latte, grabbing it and taking a sip. He was so annoyed he didn’t know what to do. What he really wanted to do was go over there, drag Chan out of the bed and possibly punch him in his stupid face. But this was his own fault. He had opened the door that allowed him to come on this trip with you anyway. He should’ve put his foot down when he had the chance. He’d just wanted the trip to be for the two of you and he didn’t have a problem with Chan doing the same in the future.

Was this selfish of him? Was this something he’d have to deal with for the duration of this relationship? Would the pangs of jealousy and frustration go away?

Matcha latte in hand, he decided to take a walk so that he could calm down a little. He knew that his anger and frustration would only boil over and spill into the relationship. The last thing he wanted was to upset you and especially not on a trip that was supposed to be relaxing for everyone. Although Jun felt anything but relaxed so far.

He went outside and started walking around aimlessly, no clear destination in sight. He just needed some air. He needed some time to himself, just to take a few deep breaths. 

Eventually, he started feeling more and more anxious as he walked back toward the hotel a few minutes later. His mind raced with irrational thoughts of the two of you in bed together. What if you were having sex right now, making a mess on the bed that the three of you were supposed to share tonight. 

He took out his phone, hoping that Taesik was free to talk for a few minutes. The phone rang four times before he answered. “Hello?”

“Hey, how’s day one of vacation?”

“He’s all over her! How am I third wheeling on a trip that I planned?”

“Who are you more upset at, Jun?”

Jun sucked his teeth. He didn’t need his friend on the other end of the phone call being reasonable. He let out a sigh. “I don’t know...I just know that they fell asleep in the bed and her head is on his shoulder and he’s holding her hand.”

“I dunno what to say,” said Taesik. “Maybe this was a bad idea…”

Deep down, Jun knew that the three of you had issues that you hadn’t resolved. Jun knew there were issues but he couldn’t pinpoint the exact problems. He wasn’t a professional and neither were you or Chan. The three of you were just struggling through the whole thing. Should you invest in couples’ counseling? Was this normal? Jun hated this concept; he had no idea what was right and what was wrong. Was it normal to feel jealousy in a polyamorous relationship? 

“Yeah,” he said, “maybe we’re not ready for this…” He heard the phone beep on the other end. Pulling his phone away from his ear, he saw that you were calling him. “She’s calling me…”

“Answer her,” said Taesik. “Call me if you need to vent. I hope everything goes okay tonight.”

“Thanks,” he replied. “Talk to you later.”

He clicked over to the other line, answering your call. “Baby, where’d you go?”

“I just got bored and came outside to watch the sunset,” he lied.

“Come back,” you said. “We should start getting ready. Chan is still asleep, so I’ll shower first.”

Jun said, “Okay, I’ll see you in a minute,” and the call was over. He headed upstairs to the hotel room, bracing himself and taking deep breaths to calm himself down. There was no reason for him to be angry. He had agreed to this arrangement, after all. He was in a relationship with you but so was Chan. And they needed to find a way to deal with it all.

When he got back, he heard the sink water running. Glancing over at the bed, he saw Chan was still asleep. He knocked on the door and you opened it, still dressed. You hadn’t gotten in the shower yet; he caught you just as you were washing your face. Finally, even if it was in the bathroom, he could have a moment alone with you. He stood behind you as you pat your face dry with the towel. 

“How was your walk?”

Jun nodded, wrapping his hands around your waist. “It was good. I’m better now that I’m back here with you,” he said, kissing your neck. “Mind if I join you in the shower?”

You raised your eyebrows at the suggestion and it also made you excited. “Yeah, why not?”

Jun watched as you peeled your clothes off slowly, teasing him. He’d be lying if he said his dick wasn’t throbbing in his pants at the sight of you. Taking off his own clothes, he never took his eyes off of you. And when you were completely bare before him, he pulled you closer to him and kissed you, hard. Your tongue found his, your naked bodies pressed together against the glass of the shower door. 

“I love you,” Jun mumbled against your lips. 

“I love you, too,” you answered, planting one last kiss on his lips. You followed Jun into the shower and you didn’t hesitate to start washing him up first. You took care to be gentle with him, turning him on. His lips parted as you massaged his balls and he let out a groan as your hand went up and down his shaft. Now, he was completely hard and his dick was throbbing with desire to bend you over and pound your pussy until you were screaming for more. 

He cursed under his breath as he got under the water and you helped him rinse the soap off of his body. He kissed you again and, as he did, he reached down to your clit. It caught you by surprise, making you gasp. He rubbed it harder and your lips parted with a moan. 

“Quiet, baby,” he whispered. “You don’t want to wake Chan up, do you?” He spun you around so that you were facing away from him, reaching down to rub your clit from the front. With his left hand he covered your mouth and with his right, he rubbed your clit. Jun enjoyed fucking around in the shower, even on a regular day. He loved seeing your wet body and how your pussy would end up like a river, your wetness flowing out and onto his fingers. 

He kept going and you squeezed your legs together as if you were trying to escape. Jun chuckled. “Don’t you want to come, baby?” With that, you parted your legs again, letting the pleasure take over. He felt the vibrations of your moans on his palm, but he held it there anyway. It turned him on to feel you struggling. He took your clit between his thumb and pointer finger, giving it a few light squeezes that drove you crazy. After, he dragged his fingers down your slit. Already, you were so wet. And he knew that it didn’t take you long to come like this.

He could feel you struggling, against his fingers. Your body was starting to twitch and he knew you were dangerously close to your orgasm. 

“Come for me, Y/N,” Jun whispered in your ear. 

Hearing his voice in your ear is what did it for you. You couldn’t take it anymore. You let go, trembling, shivering, and coming all over his fingers. And once you came down from your high, he kissed you once more.

*

“Are you almost ready to go?” Chan asked. His stomach was growling and you’d been prancing around the hotel room in your bra and underwear, scrambling to finish getting ready for the past ten minutes. 

“I’m sorry,” you said, stepping into your dress. “My makeup didn’t come out like I expected...Can you zip me?” Chan nodded as you walked over toward him. He zipped you up quickly, hoping that this was the last thing you had to do before the three of you headed to dinner. Thankfully Jun had pushed the reservation to 7:45 rather than 7:30 because of the chance you might be late.

“Okay, I’m ready,” you said, placing your hands on Jun’s shoulders as he sat on the couch. 

“Okay,” Jun said. “Let’s call a cab.”

Within fifteen minutes you arrived at the restaurant. Luckily, it wasn’t too far away from the hotel. Jun had chosen a nice restaurant because he wanted to treat you to a special dinner. Of course, he had to change the reservation to three people instead. And he’d be sharing dinner with not only you but with Chan too.

You entered the restaurant and your party was seated right away, in a booth. Thankfully it was one of those curved ones so that you didn’t have to choose who to sit next to or for the three of you to squeeze on one side. You sat in the middle, with a boyfriend at either side of you.

“This place is pretty nice,” said Jun, taking off his coat. “I know you don’t like restaurants that are too fancy, so this is a good in between.”

“Yeah,” you said. “This is perfect. I’m paying, by the way.”

“No,” Chan said. “You shouldn’t be the one to pay. I should pay, since there was this last minute change.”

Jun rolled his eyes when no one was looking. Jun had planned on paying and here Chan was being a goody-two shoes. He found himself becoming annoyed, even though he had been trying so hard not to act like this. While you were getting dressed earlier, he tried to push down feelings of jealousy as you walked back and forth from your suitcase to the bathroom half dressed. He tried not to feel jealous because obviously both he and Chan had seen you naked and both he and Chan had sex with you; everything was just separate. 

Jun tried to push down those feelings of jealousy as he looked at the menu for the next few minutes. The waiter came and took everyone’s order. He said, “Wine, anyone?”

“Sure,” Jun answered. “What wines go well with steak?”

Jun was definitely going to need some alcohol in his system if he was going to get through the night without losing his cool. He didn’t mind Chan, in general, but he’d like him much better if he was back in Seoul instead of here with them. 

For the most part, dinner went smoothly. The three of you had some pretty good conversation. Things between Jun and Chan weren’t explosive; neither men took petty jabs at each other and the three of you were able to laugh together. If anything, they were the ones poking fun at you, revealing a few of your embarrassing moments.

Jun chuckled. “Oh my god, did Y/N ever tell you about the first time she got blackout drunk?”

“No,” Chan said, “what happened?”

Jun cleared his throat. “She was at the karaoke bar getting drinks with Na-Ri and their other friends and she asked me to come get her. So, I get there and order more drinks. Next thing I know, we’re leaving and she fell into some garbage bags outside the bar. And when I got her back up again, she fell back down into them.”

As the guys started laughing again, you said, “Stop! That was so embarrassing. Everyone stopped to look and you know what the worst part of it was? There were police officers on duty and they walked by and they laughed! They fucking laughed at me! Can you believe that?”

And both Jun and Chan erupted into laughter. Jun picked up his wine glass, finishing what was left. He’d been the one to finish most of the wine, leaving little for you and Chan. He said, “Oh, did I finish most of it? Should I order another?”

You put your finger on your chin. “Actually...we should go out after this.”

Chan looked up, chewing on a piece of steak. “Where to?” 

“I saw some bars a few doors down. Why don’t we check it out?”

In an ideal world, Chan wouldn’t be here. In an ideal world, it’d just be you and Jun. And in an ideal world Jun would go out with you to the bars knowing that he’d be taking you back to the hotel so that you could make love all night and fall asleep in each others’ arms. But that couldn’t happen tonight and it was frustrating. It’s not that his main goal was to have sex with you but having the option taken from him sucked. He just wanted some privacy and alone time with his girlfriend. But with Chan here, it was impossible and he’d just have to make the best of it. His goal was just for you to be happy and to enjoy yourself.

*

This lounge had a chill vibe. It was a little more upscale than the others in the area but, surprisingly, it wasn’t too crowded considering it was a Friday night. The three of you sat in a booth, complete with velvet couches and a menu perfectly aligned in the center of the table. You picked up the menu, wondering what their drinks were like.

“What are you thinking of getting babe?” asked Chan, looking at the menu with you.

Jun rolled his eyes. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.”

You nodded. “Want me to order you something?”

As Jun slid out of the booth, he said, “Yeah. You know what I like.” And with a wink, he was gone. Within five minutes, the drinks were ordered and Jun had come back to the table looking a little stressed out. You noticed because you knew him. There was something bothering him and you were just noticing. You felt a little guilty for not noticing sooner that is, if he’d been feeling stressed out earlier.

As the waiter placed your drinks on the table, you turned to Jun. “You okay?”

He gave you a nod as you slid him his drink. “Of course.” 

A few sips into their drinks, you turned to Chan. “So did you talk to your mom?”

Chan nodded. “Yeah. I told her that I’m here and that I’m staying until Monday since I don’t have class.”

“I want to see her,” you said. “It’s been awhile.”

Chan cleared his throat. “I know. I thought about it and I’m not sure it’s a good idea if the three of us are together…It’s kind of complicated since they don’t know about Jun...”

You pouted, the realization setting in. “Oh…okay. I guess you’re right...”

Chan knew you were disappointed because you hadn’t seen his parents in awhile. He knew they’d be happy to see you and vice versa. Chan looked over at Jun, who seemed more concerned with his drink than the conversation the three of you were supposed to be having right now. Chan was annoyed. He was trying to be considerate of Jun’s feelings, since he was the one who brought up that their families don’t know the nature of the relationship they were in. He was the one who brought it up in the first place and he wasn’t even paying attention. And even worse, Chan was the only one who seemed to notice. Of course, he had no problem with bringing his girlfriend to meet his parents. But he didn’t want to make Jun uncomfortable.

“Jun,” called Chan.

Jun looked up from his drink. “Hm?”

“Y/N seems to really wanna meet my parents. Do you think we could maybe meet them at a restaurant? That way we won’t have to stay for too long…”

Jun wasn’t happy about it. If he was being honest, he wanted to suggest that he take her to dinner and for him to stay at the hotel. He didn’t want to meet Chan’s family as a friend. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be and it wasn’t fair that he had to suffer on his own vacation.

“Yeah,” he said softly. “I guess that wouldn’t hurt.” He grit his teeth and tried to convince himself that this was normal. He knew that, at the end of the day, it would be the same if the roles were reversed. If it was Jun’s family here, the scenario would be the same. Chan wouldn’t be able to come in as your boyfriend either. 

But you were smiling. You were happy and Jun supposed that that was more important.

“Okay,” said Chan. “I’ll call them in the morning.”

You turned, looking toward the dance floor. It was mostly empty; You saw one group dancing together. There was hip hop music playing and it was one of your favorite songs. Your body wanted to move. “Let’s dance.” As you scooted off of your seat, you looked at Jun expectantly.

“I’ll join in a minute. I’m just gonna finish this,” he said, pointing to the rest of his drink. In all honesty, Jun was frustrated. To be honest, he didn’t want to be here and he certainly wasn’t in the mood to dance. He watched you dance with Chan and you weren’t even dancing with him in a sexual or suggestive way. You weren’t grinding on him or anything like that but he still felt jealousy coursing through his veins. These feelings seemed unreasonable. Jun had been in this arrangement with you for a couple months now. He knew how things were supposed to be. So why was it that he still felt this ridiculous jealousy, still? Why was it that he couldn’t accept this relationship with you and with Chan? 

With a sigh, he finished your drink in one gulp. But he needed more, especially to deal with the feelings and doubts that crossed his mind. He walked over to the bar, taking a seat at the bar.

“What can I get for you?” asked the female bartender.

“Something strong,” he replied. “How about whiskey? On the rocks.”

She smiled and a moment or two later, returned with his drink. A few sips in, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Jun turned and was faced with the person that he wanted to see the least. The alcohol was starting to hit him now and he was beginning to care less and less. He rolled his eyes and he didn’t care if Chan saw him. And Chan did see but decided to be the bigger person and brush it off.

What pissed him off is that Chan approached him with raised, concerned eyebrows. Glancing back over to the dance floor and table, you were nowhere in sight. He assumed that you must’ve gone to the bathroom. 

“What’s up with you?” 

Jun shrugged his shoulders, indifferent to Chan’s concern. “What does it look like? I’m having a drink, like everyone else here.” He took another sip. From Chan’s point of view, it seemed more like a gulp than anything else. 

Chan looked back at the table and glanced at you. “Why don’t you come drink it at the table...with us? Y/N’s in the bathroom but she’ll be back in a second.”

Jun sighed, swirling the ice around in his glass. “I’m just having a good time over here. I’m enjoying the vibes and the scenery. I can’t even do that?” 

Chan looked at the now empty glass Jun had in his hand. He scoffed as Jun ordered another. “Never mind…”

“Do you have a problem with me?”

“No,” said Chan. “If you weren’t in the mood to dance, I get it. But I don’t understand why you left the table to come over here and down a whole drink in two minutes...”

“It’s been a while since I’ve had a good glass of whiskey. You should try it. Don’t be so uptight.”

With that, Jun placed his new glass in Chan’s hands. “Here, have some.” Jun cleared his throat. “Can I ask you something?”

Chan raised his eyebrows, curious at the direction the conversation was going.“What?”

“Don’t you get jealous?”

“Sometimes...but I try not to let it get the best of me.”

Jun pouted. “You’re her favorite.”

Chan couldn’t believe his ears. Was Jun serious? Was he actually saying these words in all seriousness? “Are you fucking kidding, Junhee? She literally left me for you. What we had was perfect and she left me and went running back to you! Did you forget about that or do you have a selective memory? You're the favorite here!”

Jun pouted. “It just seems like she always gravitates to you...”

“All night she’s been checking on you and wondering if you’re okay. In fact, I haven’t even been able to enjoy myself tonight because she’s been so concerned about you and your shitty mood!”

“She would do the same for you because that’s how she is…”

Chan ignored him. “Why are you so insecure? Can't you see that she's been concerned about you this whole time?”

“I wanted to take this trip and make it special just for the two of us and you just had to come and mess it all up!”

“Stop yelling.”

“I’m not yelling!”

“Well you’re clearly upset with me. Honestly, if you wanted your own time why did you let me come? Why lie to her and act like you're okay with me showing up if that's not true? Were you just trying to make her happy?” he asked. 

“Of course I was trying to make her happy. I’m always trying to make her happy…”

“And you thought you’d make her happy by lying to her and leading her on? Looks like you’re doing a great job.” Chan couldn’t help but to let out a deep sigh. “You know, I thought you agreed to this because you thought it would be good for the three of us. I thought you were finally coming to accept things and make this work. I thought we were finally getting somewhere. But now I see I was wrong...”

Chan would be lying if he said he wasn’t hurt. He thought that maybe he and Jun could be friends. He thought that after the plane ride and the conversation they’d had that they’d finally be able to get along, not only for your sake but because they genuinely wanted to. But it was becoming more and more clear that Chan was dreaming and he needed to wake up from this dream.

Wake up, Yuchan...

*

Tagged: @hxnsoliee

[little-sundays]

sunny egg

Genre: Soft, but not exremely cheesy

Requested || Not

hi i saw your tags in the last scenario you wrote and i was wondering if you could do an a.c.e's jun one? something soft, not extremely cheesy, i dont really know what... maybe something he does that surprises his gf, like suddenly coming back to see her or like that??? hahah sorry if this is messy ! 

The Unit/A.C.E: Park Junhee

The bags are unpacked and scattered on the carpeted floor as he puts some of his clothes inside the drawers and the untouched lunch on the desk. It begins to darken outside, the sun slowly vanishing under the umbrage of thousands of buildings. It only means to him that sleep calls for him quickly and so he lays alone in bed with only the image of you repeating itself in his dream. He extends his arm to feel you, only to be empty; thus, he could only bring the pillow closer to his chest.

The room is silent, but his breathing pervades it and slowly the house breathes lively even without your presence. He remembers, in his sleep, of your voice and words yet it doesn’t seem to fade into the dark, so he holds the imagery in its place to suffice for the loneliness he feels vehemently until first light tomorrow.

When he arrives back at your home, you still aren’t present; and he, noticing the changes in the small house, leaves his luggage in the living room before heading to the kitchen where he prepares his lunch. Then, he sees the note you left on the cork board by the fridge, as it says, ‘Reminder: buy some fresh eggs for tomorrow and a slice of strawberry shortcake if there’s enough cash’.

Leaving that for later, Junhee throws away some of the rotten food from the refrigerator and sets out leftovers to reheat them. He waits for a few minutes before cautiously taking the food out from the microwave oven; it tastes a bit bitter, but he eats it certainly.

He cleans up the house after before heading to the market. He’s quick to choose from varying products and buys the shortcake you had badly wanted spending most of his money. The house is only a short distant away, passing by five blocks or more until he ends up in front of the porch of your house. It’s locked, but he doesn’t see the dog sitting outside, therefore, you hadn’t been home yet. He unlocks it the door, setting the paper bag on the table, before collapsing his body onto the mattress in your bedroom.

He tries to sleep his weariness, but hears the door opening once more yet he doesn’t move to surprise you and waits for things to settle down on its own pacing.

You walk into your room to find him wrapped in the warmth of your blanket making you smile at his peaceful face. He peaks at you and consequently you slip into the covers with him as he wraps his arms around you and rests his head against your chest.

“I’m home.” He says whilst his eyes were closed, and you stroke his hair to straighten the knots. You answer him with a hum, but he yearns to hear your voice and so he lets out another comment, “I brought you strawberry shortcake.”

You trace your fingers against the curve of his jaw before nodding your head, “I was binge eating when you left.”

“That bad?” He asked, his head tilting up to see the emotion on your face. It isn’t bad, rather you look pensive for a moment. “Not really. I didn’t feel used to it though, but I could cope.”

“Sorry.” This had not been intentional, but all you could answer was another hum and so he listens to the beat of your heart instead as it plays like a lullaby putting him into a sleep that he longed for; the words, however, don’t go unnoticed. “I missed you. It’s not your fault.” 

[whattodowithkpop]

I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone (Jun)

Title: I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone

Paring: Jun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Count: 1.1K Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop

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It was the Friday night just before spring break and my friend, Jun, and I were cooped up in his room. We had a major project that was due the Monday after our break. I wasn’t the happiest about having homework over this break time, which is why Jun suggested finishing it tonight so we could relax and have fun during the rest of the break. When the idea was first pitched it sounded like a great idea, but now that we were four hours in, with still a bit to go, I was ready to give up all together. I was sprawled across Jun’s bed scrolling through my phone while he did some more research. As I was scrolling through my social media feed, a couple posts talking about the school fair caught my eye.

“Did you know the art major's are having a kissing booth?” I ask Jun after many moments of silence.

“I heard someone say they were thinking about it.” He responds, stretching to work out some of the kinks in his body.

“They are currently setting it up.” I tell him as I sit up to show him my phone.

“It will probably be really popular.” He laughs as he turns his chair to face me.

“We should go.” I suggest to him, watching as his body tenses.

“You want to go to the kissing booth?” He questions with his face twisted in confusion.

“Yea.” I smile at him, giving him a look. “It will give me the chance to finally kiss someone."

“You want to kiss one of the guys from our campus?” Jun questions again, his face still holding confusion.

“Not necessarily.” I admit to him with a shrug of my shoulders. “I just want to know what it’s like to kiss someone and if they’re offering.”

“You want your first kiss to go to someone you don’t know?” He asks with irritation, his face showing a bit of anger as his jaw locks.

“Not exactly, but I just want to know the feeling.” I laugh as I watch his anger growing as I stand to walk around the room.

“You should at least kiss someone you know.” Jun states after a few seconds of silence, watching me intently with a glare glued on his face.

“Jun.” I walk up to his chair, looking down at him. “If I knew a guy who would want to kiss me, don’t you think I would’ve done it by now?” I laugh slightly.

“I’ll kiss you.” He argues, standing quickly, his face close to my own.

My mouth drops open as I watch his eyes shake nervously, but he continued to stand his ground, even with his neck reddening in color.

“Jun, you don’t have to kiss me just so my first kiss is someone I know.” I laugh at him as I pat his cheek, standing back to give him some breathing room. “That’s very sweet though."

“I want to kiss you.” He whispers desperately as he looks at me with pleading eyes. His confession causes my breath to hitch, my eyes widening as I look at the man in front of me, his lip in between his teeth as he looks at me with almost a begging expression.

“Jun...” I trail off, worry filling my mind as I think about the aftermath of the kiss.

“Just a kiss.” He interjects quickly, his face faltering into a nervous look.

“I don’t want it to mess things up.” I tell him truthfully.

“It won’t.” He promises, his eyes staring into mine showing his honesty.

I nod my head slowly as I feel my heart beat out of rhythm from my anxiousness. He walks up to me, his hands shaking as he reaches them towards my cheeks. I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he gulps nervously, making me smile as I see Jun’s usual nerves surface. I keep my eyes on his as I smile, feeling comfortable enough around him to not be nervous that my first kiss was going to him.

His hands shakily rest on my cheeks. He studies my face for a moment, his eyes darting between my features lingering on my lips before he stares into my eyes. His eyes flutter close softly as he leans in, his breath fanning over my face, making me feel giddy. His lips gently brush against mine, causing goosebumps to rise to my skin.

He lets out a shaky breath as his lips touch mine lightly. The close proximity between us makes me feel impatient, helping me decide to take matters into my own hands. I wrap my arms around Jun’s neck, pulling him closer so that our lips finally meet fully.

For a short while we stay still with our lips locked, but not escalating it any further. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath through his nose just before he presses his lips against mine harder, moving them against mine to encourage me to do the same. I smile into the kiss, standing on my tip toes to try and get closer, also moving my lips against his roughly.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach, making my head feel dizzy at the feeling. Jun’s hands travel down my side, grasping onto my waist so he could pull me closer to him.

He pulls away, his hands still holding my waist while my hands rest in his shoulders. Our breathing was labored, our chests rising and falling quickly.

“Why haven’t I kissed someone sooner.” I laugh breathlessly as we continue to hold each other.

“I hate to break it to you.” Jun smirks as he takes a few breaths before continuing. “None of those kissing booth guys are half as good of kissers as I am.”

I roll my eyes as I laugh, pulling away from Jun to grab my phone. “I’m sure not.” I could see Jun fidgeting in the middle of the room, not having moved from his kissing spot.

“Jun.” I get his attention by using a warning tone. “You promised things wouldn’t change.”

“Right.” He nods his head as he finally moves to go sit in his chair. “I know.”

Little to my knowledge, Jun’s mind was malfunctioning. His heart was beating rapidly as his lips still tingled from their encounter with mine. He knew he promised nothing would change, but his heart and mind were in agreement. He wanted to pursue this further. But he made a promise, which he intended to keep. Meaning he would have to suffer in silence and long for something that was out of his reach.

MASTERLIST

[byeongqueen]

A.C.E reaction to their backup dancer being their type

Sehyoon / Wow

This one is waaaaaay to shy to make a move. He’ll keep looking at you from afar, sometimes daydreaming about holding you close to him.

Yuchan / Chan

He’ll initially be too shy to go to you and talk to you, but after being relentlessly teased and pushed by the olders, he’ll finally come up to you, his cheeks red as hell.

Byeongkwan

He’s the kind of guy to get really attracted by soft moves, or even sexy dances. He’ll have his eye on you for the whole rehearsal, and maybe even peek glances during the show. Once the promotions are over, and you’ll have to part ways, he’ll definitely come up to you and ask for a coffee or something

Donghun

I have a feeling that he’s kinda bad at flirting ? Like he’ll make some sweet gestures towards you, but gestures that could also pass at being friendly, so you’d be a bit lost.

Junhee / Jun

This boy is a complete flirt. Like, the boy knows he’s attractive, and he’ll have no problem going to talk to you at the end of practice and asking you on a date out of the blue.