#poor jiyong

[crazydaymycrazyway]

Inhyuk: If the multiverse theory is true, then that means there's a parallel reality where I'm a chilli

Seongha: That's hot, not gonna lie

Inhyuk: Are you ...thirsting over chilli? I don't blame you though. I'd be really hot and spicy as a chilli

Jiyong: What did I just walk in on?

[eru-vande]

I'M GETTING THIS PHOTOCARD I'M GETTING THIS PHOTOCARD THIS IS NOT A DRILL I'M GETTING THE SILLIYONG PHOTOCARD

I just paid for it 🤤🤤🤤 now I'm gonna wait for months for it to come to me lol from the USA

[wordswhisperinthedark]

This episode was straight seratonin ＼(≧▽≦)／💛

[topluvr]

HIII I LOVE YOUR WRITING!!! can i request a jiyong enemies to lovers?? doesn’t matter if its headcannons or not!

Drunken Confessions

Kwon ji-yong x Reader

A/N: I feel like this is more frenimes to lovers so I'm sorry, but thank you for the request. Also reader is daesung's younger sister.

warnings: alcohol use

word count: 2.3k

Your eyes slowly shift open, the sunlight from the window shining through into your bedroom, the brightness caused you to squint your eyes shut. Once you adjusted to the light you got out of bed and started your daily routine.

You’ve been living in your new apartment for a couple months now, after finally moving out of your parents home you moved into a smallish apartment in seoul.

Your brother ‘Daesung’ made sure you had everything you needed. He helped you with unpacking, building your furniture and helping you decorate, his friends helped out sometimes too, well except for one. ‘jiyong’. For some reason he hated you.

You did grow up with his friends around, you were all close they always protected you, it was like having three extra older brothers. expect for jiyong, at first he was sweet to you always making sure you were okay and checking up with you occasionally.

However when you grew up and things changed, his mood and attitude towards you were replaced with more hateful ones, you had no idea why he was like this.

At first you thought he was just going through a lot but when it turned into years and his hatred towards you didn’t change, you started to feel the same way about him, Well kind of you've been crushing on him since the first time you met but pushed them aside for many reasons. The two main ones being your brother daesung would never let it happen and jiyong obviously didn’t feel the same way.

The two of you having at least one argument every time you go visit your brother, surprisingly you loved it, you loved when his eyes burn daggers at you when you tease him, you loved the way his voice slightly raised every time you annoy him. He treats you like shit but this only made you crave his attention more.

Once you were dressed, you headed towards your local coffee shop and ordered your daily coffee, you also got the guys their orders to surprise them with, before heading to YG.

When you arrived at the building the staff immediately recognised you and you were let straight in, you walked into the elevator and pressed the second floor button. The doors slid open and you stepped out into the long hallway heading towards the room your brother and his friends were usually in when they were working.

Your hand knocks against the door giving it two light taps. You hear a voice say come in so you twist the handle and walk in. The sight you were met with made your stomach flutter, it was jiyong he was sat in the middle of the couch legs spread, his black hair slicked back but a few strands falling in his face, you didn’t realise how long you’d been staring until you heard a throat being cleared.

“Enjoying the view?” He smirked looking at you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You scoff placing the coffee on the table in front of you.

“I know you want me, don’t hide it baby.” He jokingly pouted, You gave him a glare.“Shut up jiyong, you’re so full of yourself it’s sad.”

He stood from the couch and walked over to you. “Poor me.” He faked sobbed wiping his eyes, You hated it, hated the way his voice made you feel, hated the way your cheeks would heat up when he looked at you, You hated how bad you wanted him.

You stood in silence glaring at him, him doing the same until he moved closer, you could feel his breath on your face, your heart beating faster, ‘what is he doing’ you thought remaining still.

His face was now even closer to yours he leans in. “Thank you for the coffee y/n.” He laughs grabbing one of the coffees you placed on the table before walking out.

After you stood there for a minute trying to calm yourself down over the interaction with jiyong. You hear the door open and your head turns. You were met with the smiling face of your brother.

“Hi little sister, i didn’t know you were coming.” He said walking over to hug you. “I know, it was a last minute decision, I got everyone coffee though.” You giggle pulling back from his hug.

“So how is everything going with your job”. Daesung asked. “Yeah it’s going fine actually i’m enjoying it so far, and i’ve met so many new friends.” You smiled.

-

After you spent almost the whole morning with your brother you headed back home and decided to relax for the evening.

*beep* *beep*

You pick up your phone to check the notification.

y/f/n: Hi y/n, me and the girls are going out tonight, to the new bar that just opened, do you want to come?

y/f/n: It will be fun ;)

y/n: I’d love to, what time?

y/f/n: Be ready for 7 we will come get you in a cab.

You put your phone back down and got up to go get ready for the night.

After your shower you went to your closet to find some clothes, a while after searching you decided to go with a black short dress, fishnet tights and your black heels.

Your makeup didn’t take you long and by the time you were fullly dressed your phone buzzzed.

y/f/n: We are outside :)

You switched you phone off placing it in the little black purse you chose to match your outfit with, you also grabbed a jacket before leaving your apartment.

You and the girls arrive at the club, after waiting in the line for a while you were finally let in. You and two of the girls headed to the leather booths near the back of the club, the other girls headed to the bar to get the drinks started.

You all chatted for a while, and after many drinks some of the girls decided to head to the dancefloor, you and (y/f/n) stayed behind on the seats relaxing into the feeling of the alcohol.

“so how’s it going with that guy your always gushing over, jiyong is it?.” She smirked before taking a sip of her drink, You gave her a glare. “I do not gush over him and he’s being a asshole like usual.” You say rolling your eyes.

“hmm sure y/n.” She laughed, you look at her. “why don’t i go get us some more shots.” You fake smile, standing up, she let out another drunken laugh as you left.

Once you got to the bar you ordered 5 shots, you quickly downed two and headed back to the table with the rest.

As the night went on and your body consumed more alcohol. He couldn’t leave your head, you just can’t stop thinking about how close he got to you earlier, how his lips were so close to yours.

Your thoughts consumed you, you imagined how his lips would feel on yours and how badly you needed them there, you softly bit your lip at the thought.

Meanwhile (y/f/n) thought it would be a good idea to call jiyong, she could tell you were drunk and not really interacting with the group.

She leaned over and grabbed your phone from the table before heading outside, She unlocked your phone and searched for his contact, once she found it she clicked on it and let it ring.

“Hi, this is jiyong right?” (y/f/n) asked once the call connected. “yes, who is this?” He replied confused looking at your name on his screen but not hearing your voice.

“This is y/n’s friend, can you come pick her up she’s had too much to drink and no one else is picking up.” (y/f/n) confessed into the line.

Ji-yong replied almost immediately “Yeah send me the address i’ll be there.” He said sternly through the phone, after he got the address he said bye to your friend and left his house.

His drive over to you was silent yet his head was thinking of all the ways he’ll scold you for drinking too much, his hands grip tight on the steering wheel his jew clenching at the thought of you in such a vulnerable state.

He pulled up to the address your friend sent him, He made his way through the doors and headed in towards the crowd of people, his eyes scanning every inch of the room. That’s when he looked to the back where all the leather booths were, he saw your face and the pout that was plastered on it.

He made his way over to you and your friends. “y/n”. He said loudly over the music, Your head shoots up at the sound of your name, that’s when your eyes meet his, you were completely shocked to see him, but your drunk state causes you to stand up.

“JIYONGGG.” You screeched flinging your arms around his neck, your legs loosing a bit of balance when you stood up causing his arm to wrap around your waist, before you could even ask him why he’s here.

“let’s go.” He said in your ear, pulling you away from your friends, you didn’t protest just kept a hold of the man that’s been on your mind all night.

Once you got into his car your both sat their for a moment in silence. “How stupid can you be, getting this drunk you can barely walk and that outfit,is that for all the men you’ve probably been throwing yourself at all night.” He scoffed into the silence.

Your anger boils at his words, who does he think he is, speaking to you like that. “Why are you such an asshole.” You spoke looking at him.

“why are you such a bitch?” He replied, his eyes burning into yours.

You let out a sigh at his words and your head turned to face the window,no words enter the air after that,the only sound you heard was his keys as he started up the car. The ride to your apartment was uncomfortably silent , your head was slightly spinning from the alcohol.

his car pulled up to your apartment building and his door opened, He got out and walked to the passenger side to help you out.

You held onto his arm and slowly stepped out of the car. “why do you hate me?” You asked, your drunken words went straight to his ears and his head shot up to look at you. “I don’t hate you y/n.” He sighed.

“Then why aren’t you ever nice to me, you used too be i don’t understand what i’ve done.” The words fell from your lips, you raised you eyebrows waiting for his reply, you wanted to know why he treats you like this was it something you did you thought.

“You haven’t done anything wrong, I just- it’s hard to explain.” He replied stroking his hands through his hair and sighing. “Just fucking tell me jiyong i’m sick and tired of you treating me like shit, and i know i say things back but i’m just giving you the same treatment i get.” You scoffed pointing your finger in his chest.

The alcohol was definitely making you confident, the words you spoke would have never come out your mouth sober.

“It would ruin things i can-“ Before he could speak your words cut him off. “JUST FUCKING TELL ME JIYONG!” you yell, you were getting even more angry why won’t he just tell you.

“FUCK, i like you okay since the first day we met, you’re all i can think about and i’m sorry for being a asshole but i couldn’t do that to dae he would kill me if he knew i was thinking about his little sister like that, so i wanted you to hate me that’s why i treat you the way i do” His words hit you with relief, your body was frozen though and your eyes still connected to his.

You both stood there staring at each other, he was waiting for you to speak to say anything about his confession and when you didn’t he sighed. “Just forget about this okay.” He said heading back over to the drivers side of his car.

“wait” You spoke out gripping his wrist, he stops in his tracks. “I like you too, i always have.” The words finally left your lips, your head was spinning not because of the alcohol but because of him.

His body turned facing yours once again, he took two long strides, his hands grabbing your face, pulling your lips to his immediately.

The kiss initially took you by surprise but after a couple seconds your lips relaxed into his, his hands gradually moved to your waist to rest there and yours went to his hair.

Your heart was beating so fast you thought it would explode, the amount of times you’ve thought about this and now it’s actually happening and it’s so much better then you could have ever imagined. His soft lips exploring yours.

You felt his tounge wanting to enter your mouth so you let him, You moaned when your felt his tounge swirl against yours.

“The things you do to me.” He smirked pulling away. “I’ve wanted that for so long.” You whisper eyes never leaving his.

“Fuck baby, me too.” He groaned pulling you into a messier kiss then before. After what felt like hours he finally pulled back stroking your face in the process.

“I’m sorry for everything y/n.” He genuinely apologised, you smirk at his words. “It’s okay, you admitted to being an asshole and i’m glad you’ve finally come to your senses.” You tease.

“You little brat.” He laughed, his hands pulled you in closer to him and his hands came down to give your ass a playful slap. You both burst out laughing at his action.

“How did you know where i was anyway?” You asked. “Your friend called said you had too much to drink and no one else was picking up.” He replied pulling you into his side as you both start walking to your apartment. “oh my god, i’m going to kill her.”

[mashtatosworld]

i want it, i got it

summary: your little girl has to get her flu shot and uses it to her advantage

“You have to take her, Jiyong.”

Jiyong groaned dramatically from the driver’s seat, his head falling back against the headrest. “Don’t make me do this.”

You sighed through the speakerphone. He had delayed this for weeks now, always finding some excuse not to take her. “She needs her shots, Jiyong. You want to keep taking her on tour with you, right?”

He huffed, side-eyeing his very unbothered daughter in the backseat. She was busy looking out the window, kicking her tiny feet against the car seat, blissfully unaware of the impending betrayal.

“She’s going to cry,” he whined.

“She might,” you admitted. “For like two seconds. But then it’ll be over, and she won’t even remember.”

Jiyong crossed his arms. “I’ll remember.”

You rolled your eyes. “Jiyong, take her to the doctor. And send me updates.”

And with that, the call ended.

Jiyong let out another exaggerated sigh, turning to Diva. “I’m so sorry, my baby. I tried to negotiate. But Eomma is a tough cookie.”

People may have said she looked like him but sometimes, he saw you so vividly in his daughter. And he loved it.

"What can I do to make it better? Do you want to go shopping after?"

Diva turned her big, round eyes to him, blinking. Then, with the same seriousness her father had, she pursed her lips and said:

“B’Donald’s.”

Jiyong blinked. “Huh?”

She jutted out her little chin. “B’Donald’s.”

He and Diva had a terrible habit. A milkshake addiction. They were caught sneaking it one too many times, even slipping away in the middle of the night to the drive thru after she'd wake from a nightmare. So you had put your foot down.

But now? Now, he was weak.

Diva narrowed her eyes. “B’Donald’s.”

She was two, but she already knew her power.

Jiyong groaned, ruffling his hair. “Aish, okay, okay, fine! But just this once.”

Diva’s face lit up as she won.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

Jiyong sat in the clinic, his knees bouncing, heart racing like he was waiting for his shots.

Diva, meanwhile, sat on his lap, snacking on a tiny bag of gummy bears as she leaned back against his chest. She was relaxed. Completely unbothered.

Jiyong, however? He was dying inside.

“Alright, just a small pinch,” the nurse said, gently patting Diva's arm.

Jiyong tensed, squeezing his eyes shut. He buried his face against the top of Diva’s soft head, whispering, “Oh, my poor baby.”

Diva merely sucked on a gummy bear, staring blankly as the needle went in.

Jiyong flinched harder than she did.

“It’s done, you can open your eyes now.” The nurse chuckled.

Jiyong hesitated. “It's over?”

Diva nodded, chewing.

Slowly, he opened one eye, peeking down at her. She was already reaching for another gummy bear. Not a single tear. Not even a wince.

And yet he was the one sweating.

Diva turned to look up at him, eyes serious, and chewing slowly.

“B’Donald’s.”

Jiyong sighed.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

Jiyong sat across from Diva at McDonald’s, watching as she happily munched on her chicken nuggets.

Not only had she not cried, but she had somehow played him into buying her:

A nugget happy meal (with fries, apple slices, and a toy of course), a strawberry milkshake, and a brand-new scooter - another addition to her extensive collection.

She already had about five in the garage, neatly stationed beside his sports cars.

Jiyong playfully glared at her. “You didn’t even cry,” he muttered.

Diva, sipping her milkshake, ignored him.

Then, his phone buzzed. It was you checking up on them.

Jiyong smirked and sent you some pictures he had taken. His camera roll was full of photos of you two.

You replied almost instantly.

Jiyong froze. Oh shit.

"Eomma isn't going to be happy with us."

Now it was Diva's turn to freeze.

“We need to make it look bad,” he whispered, pulling the tray away from her.

Diva slammed her hand on the tray before it could get far. “My B’Donalds!”

“No, no, you still get your food.” He wrangled it from her grasp. “Just pretend to be sad.”

Diva thought about it, then nodded, resting her head on the table.

He snapped the photo and sent it.

Jiyong deflated, his head falling on the table with a defeated groan.

He felt a little hand pat his head and he looked up. "Aw, are you trying to comfort Appa?"

Diva pointed at her tray. Reluctantly, and slightly wounded, he slid it back towards her with pursed lips.

From across the table, Diva sipped her milkshake smugly.

Eventually she took pity on her father and fed him a couple of her fries. Jiyong chewed them slowly, savouring the taste of salt.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

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[dollzites]

— far from the right time

( bf!jiyong x reader ) cw ; angst, grief, pain, foul language, violence, unsure thoughts and feelings

ꨄ︎ myeong’s note: hi guys! good to be back & I promise I’m getting to requests but I thought I could stop that for that a few and surprise everyone with something new and fresh! hope you can enjoy x

your heart pounds like a drum in your chest, fast and hot in anticipation of.. the words of the man who stood in front of you—calm, collected, and still. what the hell? how could he be so calm in a situation like this? when you were completely falling apart for him to witness.

past tense jiyong was the perfect boyfriend. he had been your first crush, love, and boyfriend. the world seemed like the best place with him by your side as if nothing could ever go wrong. jiyong was a kind and gentle man that never meant harm and he was there to give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of. was this real? it felt real. it was real. for just a few years until.. things started to slowly crumble around you. this perfect world that had been created was slowly crumbling and when you lunged forward to grasp it with all of your might—you weren’t able to do so. watching as the seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years with jiyong slowly turned into nostalgic memories.

jiyong became distant and at first it was brushed off but when it started happening frequently to the point of rarely hearing from him.. something was wrong. a quick text would be ignored or he would send such a short reply back just letting you know he was still alive basically and calls weren’t answered. if they were? short and to the point nothing more but nothing less. what was happening? was he.. cheating? no way he would do such a thing, not jiyong. when your poor heart grew tired of this nonsense you packed a few of your belongings that were at his home and stayed with your best friend for a while. he wouldn’t reach out to you nor your friend to see where you disappeared too.

“why would you let this happen?”

how could your only best friend make it seem like your fault? what did you ever do to deserve such treatment? after a few bitter words said to each other you went to the spare room slamming the door shut. back hitting the wall and sliding down while letting out a few sobs that had been desperate to escape. how did your perfect world crumble this way and why did it happen?

jiyong had finally agreed to meet with you at the park that he always brought you too on dates. maybe being there—such a special and intimate place would help the both of you out. wrong. you stared at him in disbelief unable to comprehend what he was saying to you. he wore his usual outfits that made him pop out in the crowd, blue? minty? whatever color hair that was.. made him look even more handsome. how was that possible? his eyes never met yours and he picked at the chipping paint on his nails. you didn’t dare to step any closer to him not at such a time like this.

“I’m not in love with you anymore.”

that sentence made you feel faint. why did it sound so cruel? so dramatic? after he promised to be with you for the rest of your life. the promise ring on your finger felt more taboo than anything at this point and once you reached for it he made eye contact with you, seeing the hurt, the pain, the.. complete loss of life you once had in you. the ring hit the ground with a very faint thud and you finally looked up at him. his eyes weren’t anything like yours filled with tears. he had a blank unreadable expression and it took everything in you not to lunge at him and fight. fight the broken heart you were filling in this moment.

“this is unfair!” the park was empty. most kept to themselves anyway so who would butt into the apparent fight that was happening. your hands pushed his chest as hard as you could and he allowed you to do so. he didn’t say a word and kept his head low.

“how could you do such a thing to me! after everything I’ve done for you and—and I’ve done for your family you turn around and fuck me over?! you told me lie after lie! it’s so unfair jiyong so unfair..”

screaming, pushing, and even punching his chest wasn’t doing anything to him. he wouldn’t say a word to you and it broke your heart even more. how could you love a man so much and not even know he was falling out of love with you? how could this happen! how could.. you let this happen? the words of your best friend stung worse than a bee.

“fuck you kwon jiyong.”

is all you could say to him before you watched him slowly back away from you and the spot he was standing in. how could he leave you in such a terrible situation? falling to your knees—you gripped a handful of grass and pulled it from the ground throwing it towards the spot he once stood in. what you didn’t know is that was the last time you’d ever see him again.

[angel-writes-here]

Covenant

Choi Seunghyun x AFAB! Reader x G-Dragon Synopsis: Things end. Things begin. Sometimes things reconnect. Warnings: SMUT, fingering, unprotected p in v (Plz be safe), oral (both receiving) angst, fluff A/N: Part 8 has arrived! Please comment if you'd like to be added to my taglist! Thank you for your patience. Shout out to my girl @breakmeoff for your help and inspiration on my writing. I def couldn't have done it without you and I genuinely am so proud of you, boo. Can't wait for part 4 of your Chan fic! 😘 Part 7 🎞Please silence your phones, grab some popcorn🍿 and your favorite blanket, get comfy, and do thoroughly enjoy the chapter! 💜💜

Seunghyun watches you disappear inside, but the frustration in him bubbles to a point of action. He exits the car, following in behind you.

“Y/n!” He raises his voice. You stop dead in your tracks, not daring to turn around to face him.

“We aren’t done talking about this,” he says as he catches up to you.

“Yeah, we really fucking are. Go. Home.” Your eyes cut at him; his adrenaline is pumping.

“Y/n,” he tries to pull you close, but you yank yourself away from him. You turn on your heels to walk to the elevator. He follows after you. You push the close door button on the elevator, you know the one that never seems to work, and just as you think you’re home free, Seunghyun slips into the elevator.

“I want to be with you.”

You scoff at his words with a sarcastic smile and roll of your eyes.

“Why is that funny?” The elevator opens to an elderly couple. The poor woman is slow, using a walker to help her into the small space. You notice, what you assume to be, her husband and how he looks at her. It’s similar to how you’ve caught Jiyong looking at you. The care and patience he has for his lady as she makes her way in stirs your heart and your already heightened emotions.

The sight warms your heart. It’s what you had hoped for. What you had wanted when you were little. Patience, kindness, understanding and love.

Love.

You watch as the elderly gentleman places a sweet kiss onto the woman’s temple, the sight daring tears to come up. You peer over at Seunghyun who hasn’t taken his eyes off of you. You turn away and only then does he see what you seen. The kindness, gentleness and patience he displays with his lady.

The elevator dings and you walk out quickly fishing out your hotel key card.

“Go home,” you demand of Seunghyun.

“Not until we actually talk.” He says simply. The door unlocks and you both walk in to see Jiyong sitting on the bed.

“Hey-oh,” he says surprised to see his best friend. Seunghyun huffs.

“Ji, can we have a minute?” Jiyong looks to you.

“We don’t need a minute because you are leaving.”

“What the hell, y/n, you promised!” He raises his voice in frustration.

“Yeah, so did you. For better or worse. Sickness and in health.” You mock rolling your eyes. You fling yourself into Jiyong who holds onto you, looking up at his best friend.

“I’m not going to stop fighting for you, y/n,” he says. You cling to Jiyong even tighter after the words leave his mouth.

You hear the door shut behind him and once it does, your cries intensify.

“Maybe you should talk to him, jagi.” He whispers. You peer at him, your eyes obviously angry.

“I have nothing to say to him.”

-

Seunghyun walks into the house, Hae readily greeting him with a glass of wine.

“Baby, how was the funeral? Is the bitch in the ground now?”

“Watch your fucking mouth, that was my sister in law!” he snaps. Hae looks taken aback.

“You do remember it’s me you love, right?”

“When have I ever said I loved you?” Seunghyun asks as he takes a sip of wine. She scoffs with a roll of her eyes.

“You’ve had a long day so I’ll let that one slide.” She sets down her glass.

“Come on, let’s get in the shower, wash the stress of the day off.” She smirks.

Seunghyun allows her to pull him with her to the bathroom. She strips turning on the shower, Seunghyun begins to feel numb. He begins to feel like he’s missing something.

“Ok, I guess I’ll help,” she says breaking him from his thoughts.

“No, don’t touch me, I’ve got it,” he says stepping away from her.

“Ok,” she backs off and slips into the shower under the warm water. Seunghyun steps in behind her, the steam from the room overwhelming.

“I missed you today,” she says as she runs her hands along his chest, his muscles taut under her touch. He’s looking off to the side, distracted.

“Seunghyun,” she moves his face to look at her, the water cascading down her body. She runs her hands down it, trying to capture his attention, but quickly realizes she’s getting no reaction.

“Nothing? Are you serious?” She asks as she looks down at his flaccid member.

“Hmm?” He looks to her, visibly confused as to what is happening.

“Oh my god, you’re thinking about her?” she gasps.

“Hae,” he sighs scrubbing a hand down his face, as a slight shiver runs down his spine. He politely pushes his way to the water.

“I can’t believe you,” she complains.

“You’re actually thinking about some other woman.” She scoffs once more.

“What did you actually think was between us, huh? Some kind of actual romance that would lead to marriage and kids? A life where we’re happy together? Growing fat and old together?” His tone is sharp, cutting,

“Psh, kids? Ruining this body? I don’t think so.” He rolls his eyes as he grabs the soap.

“Hae, you’re fun, but nothing serious was ever going to be between us.”

“You don’t mean that,”

“Yeah, I do.” He lets the water run over his body again.

“And why the hell did you tell Y/n your name is on the deed. This is my house and you know it! You don’t have a damn thing to do with it.”

“Seunghyun I swear if you leave me for that bitch I’ll tell everyone the truth.” She tries to bargain.

“Do whatever you want, Hae. She’s done with me anyway.”

“Good, then we can get back to our lives,” she goes to rub his wet strong shoulders but he shrugs her off.

“No, I’m done with you. Thanks for the fun but it’s time to get the fuck out of my house.” Her mouth hangs open.

“You’ll regret doing this to me, Seunghyun. I swear if it’s the last thing I do I’ll fucking ruin you.” She steps out of the shower and dries off. She walks out of the bathroom slamming the door shut behind her. The pressure and stress of the last couple days hangs over Seunghyun like a weight. His eyes fill with tears, tears that he lets flow freely in the comfort of his own shower.

He never thought he’d see the day where you had so much power over him.

He misses you.

-

Back at the hotel you’re cuddled up in bed with Jiyong, a movie playing but you aren’t watching. You’ve been in and out of sleep for the last few minutes.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“What good would it do? Our next step is obvious, divorce.”

“Is that what he wants?” Jiyong asks slowly.

“It’s what I want, and quite frankly what he wants doesn’t matter to me. He’s got Hae who lives with him and sleeps with him and does whatever else with him. He doesn’t need me. Hell, until last week he didn’t even care about me.” You huff.

“And yet you feel conflicted,” he mumbles and you sit up off him to look at him.

“Excuse me?”

“Y/n, I’m not faulting you for it, but it’s obvious. You say you’re done, but if you were, you wouldn’t get so worked up over it. You’d be indifferent. You wouldn’t care.”

The pang of hurt is in your chest, and you know Jiyong can see it. If he couldn’t, he wouldn’t have called you out about it.

“It’s only natural that you do,” he assures you.

“No, I don’t,”

“Y/n you’ve spent most of your time with him the last year and a half,” he sympathizes.

“Jiyong, I don’t care anymore. I’m so exhausted.” Your head falls into your soft hands.

“Y/n, baby, I know you’re tired, but don’t shut him out.” He wraps his arms around you.

“Why the hell are you advocating for him? He’s the one who thought you would blab his big secret.”

“I know, but emotions were high.”

“So, he can just insult your character.”

“I didn’t say it was right, but he’s my brother. I’m going to forgive him.”

“I don’t want to lose you,” you mumble.

“I’m not going anywhere.” He pulls back and places a delicate kiss on your sweet lips.

-

Seunghyun is lounging in his chair in the living room, his first bottle of wine is done and the second has just been opened. The house is quiet, Hae packed her things and disappeared, at least for now. He look around the home, how still and lifeless it really is. He finds himself missing the comfort of knowing you were sleeping upstairs.

He picks up the phone, no missed calls or texts. His chest stings. You hadn’t thought of him. There’s no way you did. Not after what you knew. Not after what Hae told you.

Still, he tries to call you anyway.

-

You hear your phone buzzing on the table.

“It’s him,” Jiyong says as he hands it to you.

“What do I do?”

“Answer it,” he encourages. You take a deep breath, heart hammering in your chest as your anxiety heightens.

“I’m right here,” Jiyong reaches over and rests a reassuring hand on your leg.

“H-Hello?” your voice is weak as Jiyong takes your hand, placing a delicate kiss on the back of it.

“Y/n, don’t hang up,” he slurs.

“Seung? Are you ok?” your voice turns frantic when you hear his state.

“I’m sorry,” he tries to say but it’s hard to understand him.

“What, Seunghyun where are you?”

“Home,” he giggles as he takes another drink but he tips the glass too far back and spills it on himself.

“Ahh, damn it!” He shouts into the phone causing you to jump. Jiyong looks at you concerned.

“Are you ok?” He doesn’t answer, all you can hear is distant grumbling and something about a “fucking broken glass.”

“I feel like I should check on him.” You chew on your bottom lip and Jiyong gets up, grabbing his car keys.

“Let’s go.”

-

The two of you pull out of the parking lot, a couple people have their phones out and while you know you’ll pay for it later, the only thing that matters right now is checking on Seunghyun. Even if you do still want to divorce him.

You arrive at his house, using your key and walk in to find him passed out on the floor. You look to Jiyong who shuts the door behind him and helps you pick him up.

“Bed?”

“No, the shower, cold water should wake him up.” You two struggle to carry the rather tall man to the bathroom, but with strength and determination, you get it done. You turn the shower on, ice cold water pelting Seunghyun’s skin. He shakes his head before raising up, discombobulated and confused.

“What the, turn that shit off, fuck it’s freezing!” He yells and tries to stand up, Jiyong helping him as you turn the water off.

He gets his senses about him, his eyes widening when he realizes you’re actually there.

He goes silent.

Embarrassed.

Ashamed.

Clueless really.

“I’m fine,” he says as he looks down at his now soaked pj’s.

“No, you aren’t, you called me drunk then something broke and I was worried about you, and,” You stop as you realize you let the quiet part leak out.

Jiyong was right, you do care.

“Fuck me,” you scoff at yourself in disbelief. You walk out of the bathroom as the realization hits you. Even after all the bullshit. You still care.

“I’m going to grab you some clothes,” Jiyong pats his friend on the back. Your standing in the kitchen when Jiyong pops his head in.

“You ok?” He asks before seeing your frustrated look.

“Damn it, Ji.” You giggle humorlessly.

“What’s wrong?”

“I shouldn’t care. I shouldn’t even be here.” You shake your head.

“Y/n, have you stopped to notice who isn’t?” Jiyong trails off. He reaches out his hand, and you lace your fingers together. He walks you into the only bedroom downstairs to get Seunghyun’s clothes.

You look around and Jiyong motions to the room.

“Really look.” You begin to do so, not sure what it is at first, but it hits you like a ton of bricks.

“Hae isn’t here,” you whisper.

“No clothes, no shoes, no perfumes, nothing.” He adds as he picks out a shirt and sweats.

“It’s like she was never here,” he muses.

“And yet she was because I could hear them almost every night I was.” Jiyong purses his lips, knowing you have a point. Seunghyun changes as you and Jiyong wait on the couch. He walks out slowly, still a little buzzed from the wine. He looks down at the two of you before a plastic smile stretches across his face.

“You don’t need to be here, I’m fine,” he says as he walks to the kitchen to get another bottle of wine.

You get up to meet him at the island. You notice he’s sweeping up the broken glass.

“Careful,” he says noting your now bare feet. He gently pushes you back, his hands sending a spark through your body. Your breath hitches at the feeling.

Damn it.

You watch as he finishes up one last sweep.

“You are completely infuriating.” You mumble as you look up at him.

“What?”

“I should fucking hate you, I shouldn’t even care and yet here I am, concerned about you after the day I’ve had. Not to sound selfish, but it should be about me and my feelings. Not you and your fucking problems. Not about us and our shit.” You take a deep breath trying to calm yourself down.

“You’re right, I never should’ve called.” He says.

“I’m sorry.”

“You really shouldn’t of,” you grumble, “But I’m glad you’re ok.” He purses his lips, not meeting your eye contact.

“I’m going to give you guys some time to talk,” Jiyong rubs the back of his neck.

“She doesn’t want to talk to me, so you guys can go back to your hotel room. I’m sorry I bothered you.” Seunghyun grabs the bottle off the table and steps off into his room.

“Jiyong,” you say before he presses a sweet, passionate kiss to your lips.

“Go, I’ll pick you up whenever you’re ready.” He smiles.

“How are you ok with this?”

“Now’s not the time. We’ll talk too, ok?” He hugs you tight. Your arms wrap around his neck, not having him with you is like losing a safety blanket. You’re exposed. Vulnerable. Raw.

You say goodbye before going to knock on Seunghyun’s door.

“Can I come in?” you ask through the door.

“Sure,” you hear him say. You slowly creep the door open, he’s laying on the bed, legs sprawled, sweatpants hanging low on his hips and no t shirt. The tv is on and a bed side lamp casts a faint golden glow to the room. While his eyes are on the TV, he’s not really paying attention, he barely hears it over the hammering in his chest.

You slowly pad over to the bed, hesitating to see what he’ll do.

Nothing.

He feels the mattress dip and casts his gaze to you. Neither of you talk at first, silence settling between you; the one thing you know like the back of your hand.

You finally get the courage up to speak.

“Where’s Hae,” You don’t look at each other only at the tv.

“I dunno,” he says before taking a sip of wine.

“You want some?” he offers you the glass and you don’t hesitate.

“Please,” you say as you take it from his hand. The liquid goes down smooth, it’s not too sweet, not too bitter. Just right. You look over noticing the bottle.

T Spot.

“This a new one?” you ask raising the glass a little.

“Yeah, we haven’t put it out yet,” he still won’t meet your gaze. You finish the small amount left in the glass before turning your body to face him.

He mimics your actions. Both of you just take a moment to look at each other.

“How are you?” he asks quietly, voice barely above a whisper. You purse your lips.

“Overwhelmed. Confused. Hurt.” You raise your brows as your eyes flit to the wall behind him.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers. He wants to move toward you, hold you, but he doesn’t. He stays still.

“I don’t know what to say,” he mumbles. You look at him, studying his nervous demeanor.

“What the hell happened today? The reporters, fans? What was that?”

“I have no idea. Y/n, I swear I didn’t tell anyone but my team and they knew not to call anyone.” He takes your hands in his, his eyes communicating sincerity.

“I wouldn’t do that to you. Regardless of what we were going through I wouldn’t call them and betray you that way.”

“Then how did they know? The only people who knew were you, Ji, Yongbae, Daesung and your team.”

That’s when it hits you.

“I guess I have your sister to thank for dying. She’s giving me my man back.”

You gasp.

“Hae,” you whisper. Seunghyun’s eyes go wide as he remembers telling her everything that first night.

“She even came and rubbed it in my face! Told me that this was your way out, that the company could use this and the two of you would be together, oh my gosh how did I not see this!” You smack your hand to your forehead.

“Wait, she said that to you? Why didn’t you tell me?” You avoid his gaze.

“I thought she was right.”

“When was this?”

“The night before we went to look at caskets.” Seunghyun sighs.

“Y/n you should’ve told me she talked to you. I would’ve at least tried to straighten it out.” His hand tentatively comes up to cup your cheek. You don’t lean into it, but you don’t lean away.

“Did you ever feel anything for her?”

“No, she was fun, a good stress reliver, but nothing more than that. I swear.” His voice is steady, but pleading with you to believe him.

“I swear to you, I don’t want her.”

“What do you want?”

“What I wanted that night I had enough liquid courage to say it.”

You look between his eyes.

“You.” He whispers. He tests you, his hands tugging on your arms to pull you into his lap.

“I won’t let her hurt you ever again. I swear it. Baby if I had known,” he sighs.

“Baby?” you question.

“Is that ok?”

“I don’t know.”

He nods in response and his hands rest on your sides as you look at each other.

“I still want us to have a chance,” he whispers after a beat of silence. You close your eyes, resting your forehead against his.

“I still care about you,” you admit, brushing your nose against his.

“Those things you said about me,”

“Jagi, I was in a bad place, I didn’t give you a fair shot. You aren’t a pain in my ass, you aren’t annoying, and at the time both of us were in this to use each other.”

“What changed your mind,” your breath hits his lips and he shutters.

“I don’t know. It wasn’t a thing where one moment I hated you and the next I didn’t. It was gradual, but I had a hard time believing it. Because I knew you deserved better than me.” His hands are cupping your face, his thumbs rubbing circles into your cheeks.

“That night I heard you, in the bathroom at the airbnb,” he begins and you blush, “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, but I knew you hated me and I wouldn’t force it. I was cold because you deserved better. So, when the time came and I had to let you go, you could move on and I could let you go as easily as possible.” He takes a breath; your eyes are closed as you listen to him.

“But then you kept trying.” He laughs to himself with a soft smile.

“That jacket, the letter from a fan,” he smiles nostalgically, “You didn’t have to do that. And I realized that no matter how cold I was, you were willing to try. And I knew you were good for me, not just my image, but me as a person. Y/n I’m better with you in so many ways. I perform better when I know you’re watching me, I think better when you’re around. I’m a better person. Because you make me want to be one. Somone you can be proud of. Someone you can be happy, elated, to be seen with in public. I know it’s not been easy but I swear to you I’m trying.” He exhales shakily as the words settle between you.

“Hae is gone? She isn’t coming back?” Your voice cracks slightly.

“Hae who?” he asks playfully, trying to lighten the mood. Before any other thought can enter your head, your lips crash to his, deep and slow at first, testing the waters. Seunghyun’s fingers contract against your plush hips. Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer as your mouth opens, allowing his tongue to explore.

Soft moans are swallowed between you; your hands tangle in his dark locks as he pulls your body flush against his.

“I want you,” you breathe against him, heat rushing your body. His hands go to the hem of your shirt as your hips grind down against him. He groans into your mouth and slowly raises it. You break away, taking a moment to catch your breath as he removes your shirt, your breast displayed before him bare.

He kisses your lips again, hands running up and down your sides. He moves his lips to your jaw line, peppering open mouthed kisses to it as he works his way down your neck, nipping and biting. His tongue flicks out, licking a stripe up your neck. A soft whimper spills out from your throat. His hands are slightly rough against your skin as they explore every inch of your nude top half. His thumbs brush over your hard buds, a small gasp leaves your lips as he brushes them.

“Feel good?” His voice is low, slightly teasing.

“Mhm,” is all you can say as he does it again, your head sloping back. His mouth connects with your left bud, swirling his tongue around it. Another moan escapes your lips as you force your head back up to look down at him. His eyes are closed, not a single thought in his head except for one.

To please you.

Your nails lightly scratch his scalp.

“Mmf, so good,” you pant as your hips grind down onto his already hard cock. You blush slightly.

“Getting me off making you hard, baby?” You whisper to him and he groans against you. His mouth releases you before giving the same treatment to the other side.

“Fuck you’re gonna feel so good inside me,” you moan. His hips buck upwards causing you to smile.

“Someone’s eager,” you tease before he’s pushing you backwards, your head close to the end of his bed. He kisses down your sternum, tongue coming out to lick as he leaves open mouthed kisses on your skin. You watch as he descends lower to your sleep pants. He peppers kisses like he’s worshipping your body just above your waist band.

His eyes flit to yours, silently asking permission and you nod, your lower lip drawn between your teeth. He slips them off easily as you lift your hips up. He kisses up your leg, taking his time, savoring the moment as you watch.

He settles between your legs, thighs being praised by his lips and tongue, low moans falling from his lips. You can feel the pulse in your core, wet, warm and needy. You can feel it pulsate at the anticipation.

He spreads your folds with his index and middle finger, tongue lightly lapping up some of your arousal. Your eyes flutter closed before you feel him hook his arms around your thighs, bending them back just enough to open your core up to him.

“Fuck you’re so pretty,” he groans before his tongue licks a stripe up your dripping cunt.

“Fuck,” you breathe out. His tongue dances around your clit, like a man who knows exactly how to get you off; as if he’s known your body his whole life. His tongue swirls, licks, and flicks over your bundle of nerves causing your hips to buck against his face.

“Oh, shit,” you breathe out. Your heart starts to beat faster, heat flashing to your body.

Seunghyun’s hips rut into the bed, the friction causing him to growl, sending little vibrations into your core. Whimpers fall from your lips left and right as his tongue continues to circle your bud.

“Fuck, I need you,” you moan out. Seunghyun’s too far gone to give you just one release. He tests your tight hole with one finger, quickly adding a second, curling them up to hit that sweet spot that makes your toes curl and body go rigid with pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” you gasp out as your hips start to roll with his thrusts and Seunghyun takes that as a challenge to finger you faster.

You’re a writhing mess beneath him and he loves every single bit of it. He watches your body as it arches off the bed, the sight alone should be photographed and hung in his bedroom. He feels your gummy walls clamp around his fingers more and more.

“I’m close,” you groan as he hits it harder, with only a few more pumps your walls clench his fingers and your muscles go stiff, back arching once more as he pumps his fingers slowly, helping you ride out the release he’s been dreaming of giving you.

He watches as your body lowers itself back onto the mattress, your chest heaving up and down.

“Fuck that was amazing,” you breathe out, the ceiling being your only focal point. Seunghyun drags his fingers out of you slowly, his lips kiss your clit softly, causing your legs to slightly shake.

He kisses your pelvis and your stomach, kissing his way up to your lips. He shoves his tongue into your mouth, allowing you to taste what he did and you moan.

“Lay back,” you mumble against his lips. He climbs off you, resting his back against the pillows lining the headboard.

You straddle his waist, kissing his lips first, moving down to his jaw, grazing your teeth against it, causing him to chuckle at your teasing.

Your lips move to leave an open-mouthed kiss just blow his ear, a low moan leaving his throat. He can feel you smirk against his skin.

You continue your assault on his body, kissing down his chest, tongue brushing over each nipple as he hisses at the pleasure. You kiss down his navel, his happy trail meeting your lips as your fingers hook into his sweat pants and boxer. He lifts his hips up, allowing you to pull them down. You watch as he springs free, hard and leaking.

You lick your lip subconsciously.

“Come on, baby, it doesn’t bite.”

“But I do,” you tease as you wrap your fingers around the warm flesh. You teasingly place a kiss to the head. Your run your lips down the side, looking up at Seunghyun who gulps when your eyes meet. His mouth falls open slightly at the feeling of your wide, wet tongue ghosting over the underside of it.

“Fuck,” he breathes. You smirk to yourself, licking a fat wet stripe up him before smiling innocently, slowly pumping your hand on his cock.

“You fucking tease,” he hisses as his head hits the headboard of the bed.

“You want me to stop?” You ask innocently as your hang unwraps itself from around him.

His eyes fly open and he shoots you an apologetic look.

“Or maybe, maybe I should edge you. Make you work for it,” you smirk just before wrapping your lips around his head, tongue swirling causing him to grab the sheets beneath him.

“Oh fuck,” he gasps as your head lowers. Its deep, from the back of his throat. Your head bobs up and down, slowly but surely making sure to take all of him in, your nose hitting his pelvic bone, a slight choke can be heard as you force yourself down.

Seunghyun feels his own heart rate increase, flashes of heat spring to his body. His hips lift off the bed, a bit of a surprise before you force them down with your hands.

“Fuck, y/n,” the way he says your name has a pulse returning to your core, causing you to rub your thighs together. But it’s not enough, as you pick up the pace with your you mouth, hallowing out your cheeks, you reach down and touch yourself, causing a moan to erupt, thus pulling Seunghyun’s hips up once again from the bed.

He opens his eyes to see yours closed and an arm visibly molded down the center of your body.

“Fuck,” he whimpers out at the sight. You’re too lost in your own pleasure to care or look up.

“Come here,” he pants and you open your eyes. He pulls you to him, kissing your lips rough, teeth, tongue and lips all at once, it’s a wonder no one lost the tip of their tongue.

“Fuck yourself on my cock,” he pants and you position your hips. He helps you sink down, your mouth falling open as you gasp at the full feeling, the stretch hurting in such a good way. Your head falls to his shoulder for a moment while you adjust to his size. He strokes your hair lovingly before he feels your hips begin to rock and he smiles kissing the side of your head.

Small whimpers are poured into the crook of his neck as your body responds quickly, walls beginning to clench around him. You pepper kisses to the base of his neck, sweat lacing his skin.

“Fuck,” you let out a broken whimper as your hips begin to move faster.

“Let me help you,” he whispers before holding your hips up, his feet splaying out in front of him and his hips thrusting upwards.

Your mouth hangs open even further as your brows knit together.

“Fuck,” you drag out as your voice bounces from the velocity of his thrusts. Seunghyun grunts as both of you feel the coil in your stomach beginning to heat up.

“Oh god,” you rest your forehead against his as your breathing turns into panting, both of you feeling the euphoria on its brink.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you whimper as your eyes shut.

“Hold it, just another second,” he grunts again as his hips move incredibly faster, skin slapping skin as he hits your sweet spot as hard as he can every time, causing pleasure to override your senses, the only thing you can feel is the white-hot intensity of your orgasm building. Seunghyun can feel it in the way you clamp down on him.

“Fuck, cum for me,” he moans out, and with another thrust your orgasm bursts. Your body shakes, your toes curl and your eyes are screwed so tight they hurt. Your mouth hangs open as the over whelming pleasure rides in, forcing you to go rigid at how powerful it is. Within seconds Seunghyun’s own orgasm is following, filling you up with his own seed. His body goes still, holding you up as you take every last drop of it.

Both of you pant, foreheads resting together as your body are held together as one. Covered in sweat, raw emotion visible.

“I love you,” he whispers as he looks into your eyes.

“I love you too,” you whisper back, both of you finally admitting it to yourselves.

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SKZ Mate: Chapter 5

Warnings: Childhood trauma, communes, assault, verbal threats

"Hollow Woods is where I grew up. On the Eastbank near Wraithwood. I grew up in a relatively large pack, there were about twenty other werewolves. Some alpha. Some beta and some omega. The majority of them, all had children. I was one of the children. There were roughly 15 or 18 children, there may have been more. It was more like a commune. The children of the pack would go to school in the morning and learn how to be a werewolf. You would learn the basics of hunting and survival skills. The older children, like myself, would learn how to be what we are. In my case, learn about being an omega...

You were incredibly unlucky if you were an omega in our pack. It was the worst thing to ever be. If you were an omega you were fated to downfall. As a female omega, your job was to be a concubine for an alpha. To produce an Apex. Yet, it was never possible for them. The majority of omegas that were born were male in our pack. The ones who were female lost their lives because they were succumbed to mistreatment. Omega's had little rights in our tribe. They were subjected to their alphas most of the time, meaning when an alpha wanted something an omega did it. If an alpha had a rut they needed an omega. If an alpha was angry they needed an omega to take the pain away. Despite all that, an omega was not allowed near an alpha nor a Beta. They were only allowed near them if the called upon them or sent them to a beta. It was tough for all of us. Even for my mother!

My mother was an omega, conceived by two omegas that rebelled against their alphas. Before they were sentenced to death they pleaded with the alpha at the time to take my mother in. My mother was 14 at the time when she watched her parents die. My mother swore she would never make the same mistake her parents made. Instead, my mother was forced to be with our head alpha as his mate in hopes of producing an Apex, but sadly it never happened. My brothers Joshua, Samuel and I were born as Omega. Even my younger brother Milo came out as an omega. We watched our mother for years get slandered and beaten by our alpha for never conceiving an Apex. What was funny to us was our mother conceived an Alpha with Jiyong! Turns out our head alpha cannot conceive other alphas because they were not soul mates. Poor Alpha Jackson! He never got what he dreamed of.

That was until our head alpha committed a heinous act. He forced an omega to conceive an apex through necromancy. This led to an upral with neighbouring packs, particularly one pack. They threatened our pack and told them they would be reported to the elders and the council. So they had to make a pact, or a trade, if you will. They will keep the secret of the apex being born through necromancy if my pack hands over a virgin omega! Well, you see, that was easy for our head alpha because I was the only virgin female omega. The only reason I was a virgin omega is because I hated half of the beta boys in our back. They were flamboyant casanova peacocks."

"So what happened to the apex and their mother did they survive? I've never heard of the omega mother surviving a forced apex pregnancy?" Changbin interrupted her novella out of curiosity. He had heard the story of an apex being born but he didn't think it was true. "From what the pack I was given to told me, they both didn't survive. The mother died during childbirth and the apex died because he went into a sub-drop too early on." Y/N answered with a shrug. "That's crazy. What were they thinking." Changbin stated. He couldn't believe an infant could go through a sub-drop. It was near enough impossible. "Not to disrespect your pack nor your family, but was it more like a breeding farm?" Seungmin asked, causing everyone in the room to freeze. They all thought the same thing but no one wanted to say anything to offend her as she was opening up for the first time with them. "Ah. Yes. Yes it was. They breed to create omegas in hopes that omega would be an alpha's soul mate. Yet it never happened or the omega rebelled and fled"  Y/N answered sadly as she looked down at the wooden floor. "That's fucked up," Seungmin stated. He was about to continue when Chan stopped him with a warning glare. "Please continue Y/N. If at any point it gets too much we can stop and talk about it another day." Chan reassured with a promise.

"Going back to what I was saying. I was basically given to-" "It was Ateez wasn't it? You were given to Hongjoong." The red-haired alpha interrupted with a low growl. His eyes narrowed in on her. "How di-" "I can smell him all over you. Such a disgrace." Hyunjin spat before walking out, leaving the room with an icy feeling. None of them knew what to say at Hyunjins outburst. "Please don't mind Hyunjin little wolf. Hyunjin has quite the history with Ateez." Chan explained with a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Chan realised this might complicate things as Chan had already stolen from Hongjoong before. "It makes sense," Seungmin added as he watched the omega drop her head in shame. "What does hyung?" The younger alpha asked as he pulled on Seungmin's jumper. "Why our omega was so afraid of us? Look at her Innie. Look at the state of her. You can tell what they've done to her. It was probably that demonic little alpha." Seungmin growled making the omega shrink into the sofa even more. "Seonghwa isn't an alpha," Y/N muttered. "What?" They all said. "Seonghwa is a beta. He just pretends to be an alpha. They only have one other alpha, Wooyoung. It's only because Hongjoong gives him the power that he acts like a fucking alpha." Y/N growled, her eyes sparkling in anger. "So the other six are Betas?" Chan asked in confirmation causing Y/N to stare at him in bewilderment. "You mean the other four are betas. Two of them are omegas. Three including me." Y/N said. "Wait what!" Jisung and Changbin shouted. "Those fucking liars. They're corrupted." Changbin screamed. "Yeah, and you guys are not corrupt," Y/N answered as she rolled her eyes. As far as she was aware Straykids was as bad. "I guess that means we have a lot to think about, but for now let's hold that thought. We can think about Ateez's politics later." Chan looked around the room before continuing. " Minho can you go and check on Hyunjin he will need your guidance. Changbin take Jisung and Seungmin to the border and patrol for the next few hours. They will have realised Y/N-"

Everything sped up for Chan in an instant. One minute his omega was opening up about her background and the next minute she was on the floor withering in immense pain. He knew within seconds it was her previous alpha trying to track her down. He was trying to communicate with her through his bond and mark, but it was only resulting in her suffering. It was clear to Chan that her old alpha, Hongjoong, was trying to make her suffer. Chan knew he needed to remove the mark from her, both of them, but it would be too obvious. He needed Hyunjin to help him and he needed him to act now, regardless of the consequences!

"Hyunjin!" A panicked Chan called out. Within seconds of calling Hyunjin, Chan had his mouth over the top of Hongjoong's mark and bit down on top of it at the same time Hyunjin bit down on the mark on her ass. Both of them could feel the power of the two Ateez marks as they tried to override it by forcing their power onto her. The problem with overriding an alpha mark is it could result in death for that omega. Wolves knew it was rare to have a soul mate which was why they heavily branded and marked their omegas so they wouldn't go missing. Ateez was aware of that. They knew she wasn't really theirs, but they had to lie to her so she wouldn't leave them. What neither of the Alphas realised was how much power the two Ateez alphas had. Chan and Hyunjin were struggling to break the bond as they assaulted her neck, forcing submission. It was an awful sight to see and quite frankly frightened the other forgotten wolves who were witnessing the assault. They had never seen either of the alphas in such an aggressive sadistic state. They couldn't believe how quickly Chan ripped her jumper to sink his fangs straight into her. His eyes glowed a dark shade of ruby as blood poured down her neck. Hyunjin, wasn't any kinder as he bit down on her ass with a deep growl, is hands dug into her calf while the other dug into her waist, leaving nail marks.

The two younger betas, Felix and Jisung were in hysterics as they jumped straight into Minho's lap cuddling up to him. They didn't like to see their omega in such an awful position, they wanted to take it away. They wanted to rip the two alphas off of her and make it all better, but they couldn't. None of them appreciated what was happening. It was making their stomach churn the louder Y/N cried. Her cries were getting louder and it didn't seem like the alphas were going to stop. Jeongin couldn't take it either. A new alpha dealing with the heightened emotions in the room was overwhelming. He could smell the omegas pain. He could smell her blood and anxiety that was bleeding through the entirety of the house. It was too much for him, he had to leave before he acted out. The other two betas, Seungmin and Changbin were stress nesting. They had decided to rearrange their alpha's bedroom completely, ready for their omega to rest in. Seungmin ripped off the covers in a panicked emotional state, slightly sniffing to himself as he changed the pillows. He feared the omega was really going to hate them now. Changbin was aggressively moving the furniture around, cursing his ancestors for making his life hell.

They all felt conflicted. Some felt sick. Some felt remorse. Some felt anger and hatred. Some even felt let down by their ancestors. Except for one little beta, Jisung. He felt hope despite all the trouble she brought. Jisung believed she was the best omega for them. He could feel it deep down which was why he had to stop them. He didn't want her to suffer anymore. His poor omega was bleeding out to the point she had blood coming out her mouth and neither of the alphas realised they were taking it too far. Jisung plucked up the courage to slam straight into his head alpha, causing Chan to slide his teeth down the front of her chest, before falling into the wall. Jisung knew he was risking it all for an omega they barely knew but it felt right as he stood in front of his head alpha stupidly as he tried to challenge him. His heart thumped in panic as he knew he royally fucked up as he heard the little omega scream out in pain as Ateez tried to push the unidentified invasive werewolf out. "Go. Downstairs. Now." Chan alpha ordered out of anger. Jisung put his head down in shame as he headed towards Alpha Hyunjins room of torture, knowing he was going to spend however long in there. Jisung shamefully opened up the metal gate and headed towards the metal chains, wrapping them around his ankles waiting for his punishment that would only come when the omega was safe.

Moments later, Jisung heard Chan and Hyunjin's heavy footsteps coming down into the basement. He wasn't afraid. In fact, he was relieved they were down sooner than he thought. It meant she was safe and marked. Of course, Jisung wasn't happy about his upcoming punishment but it will suffice until he gets to see his omega. "Jisung look at me," Chan ordered. His harsh voice cut through his body. "You know why I sent you down here?". "Yes, because I threw you into the wall for hurting our omega." He said blankly. His answer stunned the alphas. "Because you threw me into the wall." Chan nodded his head, thinking about the sarcastic answer he gave. "Alright. Phase back and forth fifty times a day until I say stop." Chan stated as he headed out the door before stopping. "You can start when Hyunjin breaks one of your back legs."

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Feels Like I'll Die Without You 6 | Kwon Ji-yong (G-Dragon)

Summary: You finally admit your feelings to yourself and take matters into your own hands to get the future you want. Consequences be damned. Word Count: 2k Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Unprotected p in v, fluff Author’s Note: Y’all we’re finally here - a decision has been made. We’re nearing the end of these two crazy kids’ journey. I hope this part was worth all the pain. The rest of the series can be found here.

Leaving LA had left a sour taste in your mouth. You couldn’t go another month without talking to Jiyong. This wasn’t what you wanted anymore. You were always going to have feelings for him, you just needed to stop being so scared before you lost him forever. 

Arriving at your tour destination you’d called up your management team and explained what was going on. That you were pregnant and as much as you wanted to tour there was too much going on in your personal life to continue on with this tour and stay healthy. You’d gone to instagram as soon as you’d been given the ok to announce the cancellation of your tour due to personal reasons.

You might be ruining your career, but you needed to fix your personal life before you ruined everything. You knew Jiyong was heading back home before his next tour stop and you were planning on meeting him there. 

Consequences be damned. If you didn’t do this now, you might never. Limiting the comments on your tour announcement, you turned your phone off and settled in for the long flight to South Korea. 

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Jiyong frowned as his thumb hovered over your instagram post. He couldn’t help but feel like he was somewhat responsible for your tour announcement. That, or something had happened to the baby in the few hours you’d been apart. Closing the app, he swiped on your name and let out a frustrated groan as it went straight to voicemail. You were never fully offline. 

“You ok?” He turned to Sam, the girl he’d been seeing and nodded his head. 

“Yeah, just can’t get a hold of someone.” He shrugged, sliding his phone into his pocket. 

“I’m sure they’ll call you when they can.” She smiled, turning her attention back to the move the two of them had been watching. 

“Yeah.” He sighed, pulling his phone back out to read the post again. Looking for clues. Where the fuck were you? 

Have you heard from y/n?  He fired the text of before he could take it back, a reply from Youngbae came within seconds.

No? I thought you were over her.

She’s pregnant. 

He scratched his head, moving away from Sam. This wasn’t a conversation he was willing to have with her - maybe ever. She was a good distraction, but she wasn’t you. 

Fuck. Yours? 

Yes.

When did you…? You know what, it doesn’t matter. You got a mess on your hands, Ji. You better figure out what you want and let that poor girl go if it’s y/n. 

She doesn’t want me, it doesn’t matter what I want. 

When did you last see her?

When I was in LA. I told her about Sam. 

…and she canceled her world tour, something she’s been dreaming about for years. Yeah, my guy. She wants you. 

A knock at the door nearly made Jiyong drop his phone. Before he could even comprehend what was happening, Sam had moved to answer the door. Jiyong stopped in his tracks when he saw you. Your eyes wide as you took in the sight of Sam. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I must have the wrong apartment.” You hadn’t spotted Jiyong standing in the hallway. 

“Holy shit. You’re…I didn’t know you and Jiyong were friends!” Sam squealed. “I’m a huge fan.” Jiyong moved slowly. Your eyes catching his. 

“We’re not. Just the wrong apartment, sorry.” You turned and left.

You knew he’d been seeing someone but he had said it wasn’t serious. So why was she answering the door to his apartment? Seemed more serious than he’d let out. 

“That was weird.” Sam frowned, shutting the door and turning to face Jiyong. 

“I have to go, don’t be here when I get back.” 

He didn’t bother to look back as he raced out of the apartment, calling your name as he slammed the front door behind him. He’d made his choice, it was always going to be you. But you were already gone, he hadn’t been quick enough. With a defeated sigh he headed back inside his now empty apartment. He tried your phone again but it was still going straight to voicemail. 

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A few hours later Jiyong heard the faint sound of knocking from his balcony. He’d been chain smoking since you left, a habit he was trying to quit now that he was going to be a dad. Putting out his cigarette he made his way to the front door. Eyes widening when he saw you. 

“Didn’t think you’d come back.” He stepped aside, letting you in. 

“Slight overreaction on my part.” You shrugged as you made your way inside. “Forgot my phone was off and saw you called. A lot.” 

“That wasn’t all at once.” His hands raising in the air in self defense. “When I saw you canceled your tour I was worried. When you didn’t answer, I worried more.” 

You moved to sit down, letting out a sigh. The events of the past few days catching up to you. Jiyong noticed your mood shift, he always did and rushed to your side.

“I’m ok.” You smiled up at him, not pushing him away for once. “I’m sorry I worried you. I just needed to see you.” 

Jiyong nodded, moving to sit down next to you. “Okay, but why?” 

“Because I lied.” You bit your lip. “I do know how I feel about you. I felt it when I saw you that night we ran into each other and I’ve not been able to get you out of my head. I’m so in love with you, Jiyong. I feel like maybe I have been my entire life. I was just scared to admit it. But I can’t do this. I can’t see you once a month and pretend like everything is fine. Or watch you fall in love with someone else. I’m so tired. Tired of being scared, tired of not being with you. Tired of fighting this. I’m sorry for everything I’ve -“

Jiyong’s lips cut you off before you could finish your sentence. The tension of the day fading away as he kissed you slowly. Your lips moved against his, your body moving to face him fully as he deepened the kiss. Your arms snaked around his neck as his wrapped around you, pulling you to him until you were straddling his lap. 

Jiyong poured all the love he felt for you into the kiss, taking his time with you. This was always how it was supposed to be, not some rushed act of desperation in a bathroom. He had twelve years of lost time to make up for, now that he had you he wasn’t letting you go. 

He moved, his hands holding onto your thighs as he stood up, bringing you with him. Your legs wrapped around him tightly as he carried you to the bedroom. He sat you down carefully on the bed, before kneeling down in front of you. He helped you out of your shoes, and then your pants before finally lifting your top off you slowly. 

He crawled onto the bed, hovering over you before his lips were back on yours. Your hands moved to undo his fly, pushing his pants down. You weren’t going to be the only one undressed. Your hands roamed his body, sliding under his shirt and pulling it up. He broke the kiss to discard it. His lips latching onto your neck, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses down your body. 

He stopped at your stomach, the slightest bump showing and he grinned as he kissed you gently before moving back up, kissing all the way back to your lips as he positioned himself between your thighs. His eyes locked on yours as he sunk into you slowly. 

He took his time, letting your body adjust to him being inside of you and your back arched, your hands moving to his back, pushing him in further. Jiyong rolled his hips against yours, his dick twitching inside of you and you moaned, your back arching as he began moving slowly. 

Jiyong leaned in, kissing you slowly, his tongue slipping inside your mouth as you let out a moan. Your tongues danced together as your body matched his movements. Your legs moving up to wrap around him, helping guide his movements. 

“I love you.” He whispered against your lips before burning his head in your neck, his movements getting faster. 

Your hand moved to cradle the back of his head as yours fell back against the mattress, your hips rolling against his, causing him to groan against your neck. He bit down on your skin gently, making sure he didn’t leave a mark before he lifted his head back up. His eyes locking on yours as your moans got louder. He slipped his hand between the two of you, his thumb rubbing slow circles on your clit,  bringing you closer to the edge. 

“I’m so close.” You panted. 

“Come for me.” He encouraged his movements getting faster. 

You came undone, his name falling from your lips. With one finally thrust, he rolled his hips against yours, coming inside you. The only sound in the room was the soft sounds of your moans as he stayed inside of you, as you rode out your orgasms. Your hands holding onto him tightly before you fell back against the mattress. Your body relaxing against him. 

Jiyong pulled out of you slowly, kissed your lips softly and got out of the bed to retrieve two robes. Helping you into one before sliding into his. 

“So, we’re doing this then?” He glanced down at you a smirk on his lips. 

“Yeah, I don’t want to waste anymore time. I think we’ve done enough of that.”

He pulled you to him, his lips brushing the top of your head. There was still so much to figure out. Like where you’d live. You’d never taken that step the first time you’d been together but now there was a baby involved.

“Oh.” You sat up, looking around in the bed for your bag. “I have something for you.” 

You ran out of the room, Jiyong falling back against the headboard as he watched you. You came back a few minutes later, the ultrasound picture in hand.

“You should have a picture of her too.” You handed it to him. “And this.” You pulled out a flash drive giving it to him. 

He looked at it with a raised brow before turning his head back to you. 

“It’s a video. I thought you might want to use her heartbeat for something sometime.” You shrugged. 

Jiyong grinned, leaning into kiss you. Pulling away he set the photo on his nightstand, now he’d have both of his girls with him all the time. 

“It’s perfect. You're perfect. She’s perfect. Thank you.” 

“I think we should announce it, Ji.” You pulled your phone out. 

“What, us? Don’t take a picture of me, I’m indecent!” You snorted, rolling your eyes. 

“Bathrobe in Japan showed more skin than you are right now.” You beamed at him. “But no, look.” You pulled up the draft you had saved on your instagram. 

He took the phone from you, looking it over and nodded his approval. You tagged him in it and hit post. It took only seconds for the comments and likes to start coming in. Jiyong reached for his phone to accept the tag request so that the post would show on both of your pages, front and center. 

There would’ve been a time he’d want to keep something like this private, but he was tired of hiding. This was all he’d ever wanted, a life with you, a child, and he was finally getting it all. He stared at the coming soon post, a smile on his face as he pulled you back to him. You had plenty of time to figure out the rest of your lives, tonight was about reconnecting with you, the love of his life. 

If you’d told him the night he ran into you again this was how it was going to end, he wouldn’t have believed you.  He didn’t know how he’d managed to get so lucky, but he thanked whatever lucky stars were looking out for him. His lips brushed against yours again. He planned to show you how much he loved you all night long. 

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List 1, #18 “You look so good with my hands around your neck” and GD please. Thank you! 🫶🏼

glory box

You had just flown home after finishing the last leg of your world tour and could not wait to step foot into your penthouse. To your surprise, your best friend Jiyong had thrown you a surprise party and invited all of your closest friends.

Coincidentally, you just so happened to be wearing the skimpiest clothing imaginable. In front of Jiyong. As soon as the party officially started, you made your way around the house thanking everyone who had managed to show up. Everything was going well until you started conversing with your guys’ mutual friend, Chan-Yeol. Unbeknownst to you, Jiyong had become furious once he saw the two of you exchanging harmless words to one another. He hated it and the rage in his eyes only confirmed it even more. You were his, even if the two of you weren’t a thing.

He decided to take matters into his own hands and stormed outside, intending to walk over to the two of you and stop anything else from happening between you and Chan-Yeol. Once he finally made his way over to you, he cleared his throat, which startled you.

“Hi Ji! It’s so nice to see you,” you said with an illuminating smile plastered on your face.

“I need to talk to you alone. Now beat it Chan, ”he says, not even trying to hide the harsh nature of his words.

“Whatever dude,” Chan-Yeol says before walking away to get a drink.

“What was that Ji?!“ you ask in a scolding voice.

“He was getting a little too close to you for my liking,” Jiyong says coldly.

“You don’t get to decide who I can and can’t talk to! You don’t own me!” you say in a fit of anger.

“You can deny it all you want, but you know deep down that I do own you.”

And boy was he right. I mean how else would you have ended up being fucked on your bed?

“Such a fucking little brat, huh? Had to throw a damn temper tantrum at your own party, didn’t you? Remember it was my idea to have this party?” he grunts while plowing himself deeper into your aching hole.

“Fuck Ji…” you cry out as you feel his fat cock stretch you out ever so deliciously.

“Poor baby…already so drunk on her best friend's cock,” he tuts in fake disapproval.

He had managed to make a girl like you lose composure with only a few thrusts. You would be lying if you said you never dreamed of this. Him doing this to you. He wanted to ruin you, so that no other man could have you.

“No one else can fulfill your deepest desires like I can. That’s why you need me,” he says full of lust. “You belong to me.”

“Please…need more…” you plead, tears now spilling from your eyes. You could feel every inch of him, but yet it still wasn't enough for you.

“Greedy girl, aren’t you, jagi?” he asks, already knowing the answer you would give him.

“Only for you,” you reply in a choked sob, tears finally streaming down your cheeks from how he was splitting you open. It was enough to have your toes curling in ecstasy.

“Lemme see those pretty tears, baby,” he says before bringing his tattooed hand to your face to wipe them even further down your cheeks. You feel his tight balls slap against the curve of your ass, which provides some much-needed friction. Without warning, he loosely wraps his hands around your neck, not enough to hurt, but definitely enough to make you arch into the mattress.

“You look so good with my hands around your neck," he says, his voice dripping with arrogance while continuing to pound into you with his fat cock.

You loved seeing this side of him, even if you never admitted it to him. He was always protective of you even when you didn't ask him to be. It was the hottest thing ever to you.

"Should've done this a lot sooner...fucking hell, jagi," he says in between grunts while also emphasizing each syllable. Suddenly, he surprises you by throwing your legs over his shoulders like it was nothing. Like you were a ragdoll. His ragdoll. The new position is just an excuse for him to hit every single sweet spot deep inside your aching walls. You can feel him bottom out while inside you, which has you clutching the sheets for dear life like it was your lifeline. It was blissful.

You feel a tightness in your stomach, one that you had felt before, but not this strong. Jiyong was experienced. He knew how to pleasure a woman such as yourself. He also knew that you were going to cum with the way your greedy pussy enveloped his dick, which he couldn't help but chuckle at.

“Ji ‘m so close! Please let me cum…” you beg of him, too far gone to even paint a picture in your mind of how desperate you are in this moment.

“Promise me that you’re mine,” he demands of you.

“I’m fucking yours Ji…all fucking yours!” you let out with raggedy moans as he stuffs you with even more of his dick.

“That’s what I like to hear. Now let go for me, baby. Prove that I made the right decision by letting you cum,” he says in between his erratic movements, his words only spurring the two of you on. He finally hits that spot deep inside of you, enough for you to teeter over the edge and finally milk his cock with your sweet release.

He throws his head back at the feeling while still pile driving himself at an agonizing pace into your spent pussy. Before he knows it, his sticky ropes of seed spill into your walls, where it would stay for the rest of the night if it were up to him.

He finally pulls out and then positions himself so he’s laying directly next to your achy body. As the two of you catch your breath from your guys’ respective orgasms, he caresses your tresses.

“I love you,” he says, breaking the silence once and for all, causing you to look at him in shock.

“You love me?” you ask, wondering if you had heard him right.

“How could I not, baby?” he responds.

“I was just wondering because…I love you too...always have” you admit.

The look he gave you was one of awe and admiration. You felt so lucky to have a boy who cared for you deeper than you could’ve ever imagined. Needless to say, he felt the same way.

“So where do we go from here?” he asks nervously with a chuckle.

“I may have an idea,” you say before pressing a gentle kiss to his soft lips.

[emilydorp]

Okay so I think the anon that asked for cute moments yesterday probably did end up praying for me to have more time because European trains did what they do best and ruined my entire schedule so I got an entire hour that was normally gonna be spent on a lecture for free & I instead got to do the hardest part of making this post and transferred most the romantic reels to my laptop?

You can't see the fact that GD liked this stuff cuz Instagram still hates me, which is why I always tried including the name of the account so that you could find it, but if you ever need a link to a particular one cuz you can't believe it, I got ya (because I myself had to double check some likes, even tho I personally saved these reels, this man is something). And I have managed to set my perfectionism aside by convincing myself that I'm going to make this a trilogy instead of a duology cuz otherwise I'll keep delaying this (lol don't hold yer breath for part 3).

WARNING: INCREDIBLY CHAOTIC WRITING

I'll try and make everything as chronological as possible, but Instagram is a bish and using anything other than Whatsapp for messaging is SUCH a hassle, so the flow of time will be based upon certain events taking place rather than dates, especially since I needed to comb through 400 saved reels to find these :'D GD plz just publicly date perform with Tabi again so that I don't have to bother with this anymore~

a) Well, we got GD manifesting MAMA being a GTOP thing + manifesting T.O.P in all common (yes I paused at the T.O.P moments, Ji's man is fly, what can I SAY?):

(This one above made me crack up; the creator literally went all "Not even comparable to GD and Taeyang" and GD still liked this reel. Now I have an image of GD pushing YB under the bus and while holding hands with Tabi lulz).

b) Now here comes just SOME, not even all, of the BS I had to sit through while nobody believed me when I said that he was in love again because he was being romantic on main. This man is cheesy, cringey, insane, lovey dovey, crazy... *keeps waxing poetry for the rest of her life*. These likes are over the course of a few days? But lord he was in a MOOD.

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Listen. This man is a teenage girl. He's a TEENAGE GIRLIE POP. Just ask @deliciouskamepi, I was losing my MIND over all these dumb af likes. MY DUDE. YOU'RE ON MAIN. COMME DES FUCKDOWN.

Okay so listen, it keeps going. Like, it keeps going on like this for multiple days and my algorithm still hasn't recovered completely to this day. Maybe I'll share more of Ji's romantic likes in part three (since I do wanna make a record of more things? And document this properly?). BUT LIKE. THIS IS SO SO BLATANT?? You wouldn't be liking any of this if you weren't in a romantic mood? I am losing my mind ALL over again TTOTT. Last like from this time period that I'll share (for now):

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c) I like to call this section: Tabi stole GD's phone there is NO other explanation.

(He liked three different posts about Graffiti sofas.. KWON JIYONG!)

(What... what even IS this device for? Hmmm? GD I hate you.)

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It keeps going btw. It just. F-cking kept on going... and ruined my algorithm, my poor poor algorithm that has just started recovering.. *is in TEARS recalling the panic attack I was having while it was like 5 A.M. because I was being delulu beyond belief imagining T.O.P using GD phone and the pass code still being the same and--*

d) We then had the space MV BS, blah blah blah, the jacket he was wearing was too big for him just look at how they don't sit right on his shoulders like at all, blah blah blah, a billion TOP references, blah blah blah blah blah, this man was on a personal mission to assassinate me.

Here's where it gets interesting tho. I believe GTOP had an argument, because GD's behaviour mirrored his 2014 break up behaviour.

So the last positive GTOP thing I saw before this BS started was him liking a post of 'Missing You' + confirming that he was copying Thanos from Squid Game, who was copying T.O.P from Zutter, during Good Day just before he went on his date with Kwanghee.

Because then came the bipolar stories (that I already covered and posted (except the Secret Admirer story)) + GHyuk content. I shall admit that I kinda zoned out and just despaired during this section and focused more on going through old content + trying (and failing) to start watching Good Day + irl stuff + fics since I was sick and cuz it was obvious to me that something had happened and I was upset their "tryst" had ended (So I thank Rachel for helping and keeping track of things for me) :"(((.

(GD you 1000% wrote that Soopalomi BS you are NOT slick hun).

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Here's an anecdote: I was running on like 2 hours of sleep when GD posted this story. And since Korean is like my 6th language, I thought the song was saying "I MET someone else" in English, after which I saw the Palomi Insta stories. Yeahhh I was PISSED at Tabi for a while and thought it was over fr fr this time.

e) And then everything starts to heal again? Because GTOP is stronger than anything and everything? Like, GD goes on to post his collarbones via Palomi and likes posts that are calling him hot and several other things happen really (including this possibly being when Tabi unblocks GD?). But the point is, by the time Dae's concert comes up and goes on, everything is fine again, and we're all in on the fact that they're talking again starting from he posts 'High High' on main, likes that one post about how he "does everything intentionally" and "disappears" for 4 days, after which he's back to liking GTOP on main and proceeding to reference Tabi on main + other stuff I've covered these past few days.. :D Anyways here are some fun likes that I still wanna share.

Btw this ring like was after Dae's concert, just like the "Rockstar married to a supermodel" like (which you can find using the tag '#so be patient :")'), and it's 100% a reference to Tabi *sparkle sparkle*.

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HE ACKNOWLEDGED TOP DOLL'S EXISTENCE OMG MY REAL OTP OF GDXTOP DOLL IS SAILING

G-Dragon is the definition of "I'm just a girl"

He wasn't tagged.. like at all.. sweetie pie I know you love your husband, never stop making it so obvious plz :"))

Love love love love love love (in Mac Miller's voice)

This post has so many quotes that give me feels, I wish I could link it, I SWEAR Tumblr and their 10 link policy is the definition of pain.

[natalicss]

Hiii honey!! Hope you’ve been well 😊

I saw all the posts of Ji’s Ubermensch exhibit and tell me why I immediately envisioned popstar!reader flying out the night before the exhibit opened up to the public so she could tour it privately; taking silly selfies with the virtual Jiyong’s and posting about how happy & proud she is of her man 🥹🥹

But alsoooo did you see the tarot card YouTube video ft Jiyong? I just know she texted his ass like “heard you’re juggling two lovers; text me the number of my sisterwife so we can meet up ;)” and he’s all flustered like WHY DO YOU DO THIS EVERY TIME JAGI lmfaooo

HEYYYY!! i am sick off my ass but i’ve been living on tumblr so im kinda thriving??

anyways miss girl ABSOLUTELY took a mini trip to go check it out!! she wasnt able to go to the album release because she’s about to go on tour but she DID sneak over to see the exhibit!! definitely was acting like a facebook mom & everything. probably posted a few things on her story a few days later, ya knowww!!

THE TAROT VIDEOOOOO!! i haven’t seen it (yet) but i HAVE seen the part you’re talking about & i DEF was like “oh she’s never letting him live this down”. on one hand she’s like “damn who’s my sister wife and when can i meet her?” and on the other she’s like “alright who’s my competition who do i have to fight? IS IT SOOHYUK???” and acts SOOO DRAMATIC. brings daesung in as backup because there’s a gc with the three of them where her and dae just bug the shit out of jiyong constantly.

poor jiyong doesn’t know what to do with himself because reader never lets him breathe. he’s too old for this nonsense but he loves it so much

[loveesiren]

Noooooooo not cheating 😭😭😭

I know we're all currently on a Gdragon high but my poor Seung-hyun doesn't deserve this and the worst part is if she told him about Jiyong he'd understand I know he would honestly I'm not sure she deserves a happy ending 🤷‍♀️

Let her go off with JiYong and get lost in his life cos sure he wants her now she's someone else's but he didn't before that.

Yeah I'm fully team Seung-hyun let my man be happy he deserves it.

Her and Jiyong deserve to be miserable with each other I was fully on her side but she lost me with the cheating.

JUSTICE FOR SEUNG-HYUN.

Girl this is SO REALLLL!

She is such a cunt, so is Jiyong. And Seunghyun deserves better.

But at this point I have no control over any of them so we'll see what happens next :')

Cross My Heart

[jaeducs]

Are there perhaps some anecdotes of how the jekki group dynamic was like in the 90s? I can see how the current 4 members are with each other, but it's hard finding out how 6kies were like in the 90s considering most fans don't really give a source to some info! 💔

Yes sure! It's definitely a bit harder to tell and it seems very different to now that they're older and aren't trying to seem as mysterious but I can tell you a few little facts for sure.

- Jiwon and Sunghoon were close since they met at school in Hawaii and traveled back to Korea together. They were the original members when Jekki was going to be a duo.

- Jaijin has mentioned he felt there was a slight disparity between the rich and poor members. He thought the company treated the richer members (Sunghoon, Jiwon and Jiyong) better than the others.

- There were rumours that the other members bullied Jaijin but the truth is more along the lines of they were scared of him due to his unpredictability. (Remember the story about Jiwon trying to eat Jaijin's dinner and Jaijin getting so mad he slammed it into the trash? 😭)

- Jaeduck and Jaijin were close since they both came from Busan and were friends before joining DSP. Jaijin taught Jaeduck how to dance but apparently he didn't really want to at first. Also they lived together in Seoul in a little flat and were the first to be picked up by the managers in the morning.

- Suwon was apparently scared of Jaeduck since he was loud and spoke with a strong accent

- Jaijin and Jiyong were close

- Black Kies were always fighting and egging eachother on. (Honestly it's still like that, except Jaeduck has calmed down a lot haha)

Is there anything specific you want to know?

[imwonkaesuriahhh]

That time GD got drunk at the bowling alley and danced with 4 members of SNSD, and then confessed... 😂😂😂