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[nomniki]

also thinkin abt tokyo ghoul ! enha

[enha-stars]

Meddle About ; P. Jongseong

I'd take you back to my house, so we could meddle about

Pairing: Boyfriend!Jay x F!Reader

Synopsis: Jay’s been a bit busy at work and hasn’t given you the attention you deserve, and now, you’re making him work for it. No problem, he loves the chase. (7.7k)

Warnings: Porn with almost no plot at all, SMUT, p in v, MDNI, alcohol, clubbing, kissing, praise, fluff, minor exhibitionism (in da club), oral (fem), spit, reader is shorter than jay, overstimulation, teasing, pet names, yn lowkey a brat, (minor) brat!tamer Jay, reader has long-ish hair, fingering, think that’s it! 

A/N: Gasp! She’s alive! Yes, I am. Barely. But! I wanted to get something out before Ramadan (lol) and originally Jake's hands were making me feel some type of way but then Jay... yeah. Anyways. Enjoy! Sorry if it sucks. Reblogs appreciated!

The warm steam still clings to your skin as you step out of the bathroom, a towel loosely wrapped around your body. Your damp hair drips onto your bare shoulders as you walk into your dimly lit bedroom, the soft glow of the city skyline filtering through the window. A slow, sultry beat hums through your speaker, something from your ‘Sexy Nite’ playlist that you can’t even name but it lulls you to sway your hips in rhythm, moving to the vanity. 

You take your time, dragging a shimmering body oil over your legs, watching the sheen catch the low light. The scent of vanilla and amber lingers in the air as you smooth it over your collarbones, letting the moment stretch, relishing in the quiet anticipation of the night ahead. It has been a busy week, meetings and presentations getting the best of you, but for now, it’s just you, the music, and the slow, deliberate ritual of getting ready. 

A night out on a warm Friday was all you needed to drown out the misery and exhaustion of the week. You weren’t originally going to accept, choosing to stay home with your boyfriend but when he texted you, letting you know that his meetings are running later than usual, you accepted the invitation. 

You slip into a purple lace bralette, fingers trailing along the delicate fabric, thinking back to the time you had first bought it, the way it was gently stripped from your body by Jay, his eyes lingering on it, long enough for you to buy a few more. You reach for the top draped over your chair and just as you’re about to pull it over your head, you hear a faint click of the front door unlocking. 

Then, footsteps. 

“Baby?” Jongseong’s voice, low and tired from the day, echoes down the hall. At the sound of his voice, one you hadn’t had the chance to hear today, your lips curved into a small smile, an ease settling into your bones. 

Before you can respond, he steps into the doorway and his eyes land on you, frozen mid-motion, the top still halfway in your hands. You turn to face him, a soft smile on your lips, and his gaze, once tired, darkens, slowly raking over your figure. The exhaustion from his day evaporates instantly, replaced by something huskier, something that makes the air in the room heavier, despite the seeping steam from the bathroom. 

“Shit” he exhales, his voice thick with something you recognize all too well. His tie is already loosened, sleeves pushed up, but now his fingers flex at his sides, like he’s debating whether to close the space between you. 

He hasn’t seen you all day, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead as he ran out the door this morning. He’s missed you, he always misses you, so as soon as his meeting finished, he flew out the door and sped home, hoping to catch you before you left. 

A smirk tugs at your lips as you slip the top over your head, watching his jaw tighten, his eyes lingering a second too long. You bought this top, black and lace, with him a few weeks ago. He made you try it on and then he took it off you in the changing room, mumbling against your skin about how beautiful you looked. 

“Hi, baby. You’re home early,” you murmur, turning back towards the mirror, pretending not to notice the way he’s still looking at you like he wants to ruin your plans for the night. You would’ve let him, but you were feeling a bit mean tonight. 

Jay exhales a slow, amused breath, leaning against the doorframe, head tilted slightly as he watches you. You catch his eye in the mirror briefly and have to look away instantly because the heat in his eyes, the love and promise, was enough to make you cave. 

“Yeah,” he says, voice rough. “Lucky me.” 

He blinks slowly, trying to ease the want and desire that drips out of him. He’s not sure why he’s having such a visceral reaction to you, but he knows it could be anything. A combination of your body wash, the sight of you in that top, or just you, looking so pretty and relaxed. 

You pretend not to notice the way Jay’s gaze lingers, hot and unrelenting, as you turn back toward the chair where the rest of your outfit is laid out. The music pulses through the room, wrapping around you like a second skin, heightening the thick tension that settled in the room. 

With knowing slowness, you reach for your mini skirt, sliding it up your legs inch by inch, smoothing the fabric over your hips. It’s a little tight, tighter than you would like, but with the way his eyes were drinking you in, you knew you couldn’t change it. You can feel his stare like a touch, burning into every movement you make. The hemline barely covers what it should, and when you glance at him through the mirror’s reflection, his jaw is locked tight, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip like he’s trying to keep himself in check. 

You loved this look on him, the loose constraint, the way his lips were pinched tightly, almost as tight as his jaw. It made his tanned skin glisten, the veins in his arms making an appearance. He looked absolutely edible. 

Jay breathes sharply, then lifts his hands to his collar, tugging his tie looser with slow, measured movements. The silk slides between his fingers as he pulls it off completely, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he watches you shift, adjusting your skirt in place. He has half a mind to usher you to bed, using his tie to keep you from squirming. 

“That’s the outfit for tonight?” His voice is rough, deeper than before. His throat is parched and he feels like a bitch in heat but he can’t help it when you look like that, when you look at him like you want to eat him as much as he wants to eat you. 

Your smile twists into an innocent pout and you finally turn to face him. “Yeah. Why? You don’t like it?” You can see the physical evidence of how much he likes it, but you wanna hear it. 

Jay lets out a low chuckle, but there’s no humour in it—just heat, thick and dark in his tone. He pushes off the doorframe and takes his time walking further into the room, every step heavier than the last, like a predator closing in. 

“I like it,” he answers quietly, eyes never leaving you.

“You look beautiful.” 

He sits on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, one arm resting on his knee while the other rakes through his hair. He looks devastating like his—tie abandoned, top buttons undone, sleeves pushed up, the definition of dangerous, divine, and delicious. You want nothing more than to push him back on the bed and kiss his skin, knowing how he’d taste. Like oakwood and sweat. 

You swallow the lump of heat in your throat, heart thrumming in sync with the low string-heavy song playing. “Are you going to shower? I thought you were tired.” You were baiting him, he knew it, but he couldn’t help but want the hook anyways. 

Jay tilts his head, watching you carefully. “I was.” His lips curl into a smile, something sinful. “Then I walked in on my girl looking like this. And suddenly, I’m not so tired anymore.”

You step towards the vanity, pretending to focus on your jewelry, but the weight of his gaze makes it impossible to do anything. He’s in full control of the room without even trying, and when he leans back slightly, one arm keeping him up and one running a hand along his thigh, you know exactly where this is going.

“You weren’t planning on coming,” you say, reminding him as you fasten a gold necklace around your neck, one he had bought you for your birthday. 

Jay hums in agreement, rubbing his jaw, his fingers grazing his bottom lip. “Changed my mind.” 

You raise a brow at him through the mirror, amusement and knowingness dancing in your expression. “Oh? And why’s that?” 

His tongue swipes across his lip again before he finally stands, closing the space between you in a few strides. His hands find your waist, fingers grazing the bare skin between your top and skirt, pulling you in just enough to feel the heat radiating off his body. 

“Because,” he says, his lips brushing just over the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “There’s no way in hell I’d miss seeing you in this little outfit.” 

Your fingers play with the strings of your top, struggling to breathe for a moment before you meet his eyes in the mirror, the heat of his body seeping into yours. His scent wraps around you like a second skin and you breathe him in. 

“Hook this for me?” You ask him, voice softer now, laced with something breathless. You push your hair to one side, exposing your semi-bare back to him.

Jay exhales through his nose, a quiet but familiar sound, but you hear the way his breath stutters slightly. His hands find your back, warm and steady as he sliders the clasp into place. His touch lingers, fingers grazing along the curve of your spine before trailing lower, skimming over the exposed skin above your skirt. 

“Are you doing this on purpose or am I losing mind?” His voice is rough, strained.

You bite your bottom lip, suppressing a smirk, but before you can say anything, his hands tighten on your waist, pulling you back until your spine meets his chest. You gasp, just slightly, but he catches it, revels in it. 

“Missed you, baby,” he breathes, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss just behind your ear. “I’m sorry I’ve been so fucking busy. Haven’t had a second to touch you.” 

His words send a shiver down your spine but settle your heart. You had been busy too, but you were still home sooner than him and he knew it. His hands start to roam, slow, pressing, like he’s relearning every inch of you. The tension between you both becomes suffocating. He palms your hips, thumbs pressing into the dip of your waist before sliding down over your thighs, gripping at the soft flesh. 

Before you can react, he moves.

In one smooth motion, he forces you to step back with him, turning you, and pulls you down onto his lap, your back flush against his chest. His hands find their place again, gripping, kneading, taking his time. You feel him everywhere. The heat, the need, the way he’s been holding back for days. 

You press your hands against his thighs, fingers curling into the fabric of his dress pants. Your head falls back just as his hands inch towards your breasts. Your mouth feels dry and there’s heat pooling in your stomach. 

With one firm movement, he lifts you slightly, maneuvering you off his lap and onto the bed, your ass hitting the plush covers. A small whimper escapes your mouth, so incredibly turned on by his sheer strength, the way his entire body reacts to you. Just as you blink away the need that clouds your eyes, Jay sinks down to his knees in front of you, his hands slowly trailing down your thighs as he looks up at you, spreading your legs so he slots himself between them. 

Your breath hitches. “Jay–” There’s need in your voice, clear as day, and he smiles at you sweetly, a dark contrast with the blistering heat in his eyes. 

His fingers press into your thighs as his lips ghost over the inside of your knee. “Please?” 

You wet your lips and almost nod, but just as his lips press against the skin of your knee, you inched your foot up and pressed it against his chest, pushing him back. He looks up at you with bright eyes. 

“I don’t wanna be late, Jay. If you’re coming with me then you need to change.” You cup his cheek and stand, sliding your hand into his hair and patting his head. You brush your calf against him as you walk back into the vanity, picking up your rings. 

You watch him through the mirror, the way his shoulders drop and he exhales a long breath. He pushes himself up and glances at you, unbuttoning his shirt. His smile is sharp, borderline threatening. 

“Whatever you say, princess.” 

The city lights blur past in neon streaks as Jay drives, one hand gripping the wheel while the other rests on your bare thigh. His fingers flex every so often, tightening slightly, like he’s reminding himself that you’re right there. That he can touch, but only so much. 

He knows the game you’re playing. He knows you're teasing him, testing him, simply riling him up so when he does taste you, when he does slide into you, you’ll understand how much he misses you, how much he loves you. 

You shift, crossing your legs deliberately, your skirt riding up just enough to make his grip tighten. Just because he knows what you’re doing and that he accepts it, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t effect him. He’s losing his mind.

He doesn’t look at you, just clenches his jaw, the muscle feathering under his skin as his fingers press into your thigh. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he mutters, voice low and dark. 

You hum, leaning slightly towards him. “Maybe.”

Jay exhales a loud breath, adjusting his grip on the wheel, but you see the way his knuckles whiten. He still wants to be here with you, still wants to play along, even as frustration simmers just beneath the surface. He’s not sure how long he can last. 

When he finally pulls into the club’s parking lot, the tension between you is thick, electric. The second the car is in park, Jay shakes his head, lips twitching in amusement. “You’re a menace.”

Instead of answering him, you lean forward and press a soft kiss to the edge of his lips. “I’m glad you’re here, Jay.” 

His eyes and exterior soften and he lifts his hand, resting it gently on your cheek. He brushes the skin under your eyes lightly, afraid he might mess up your makeup, and guides your lips to his. 

The kiss is soft, his pink lips moving against your glossy ones. He pulls away too quickly, like he’s afraid he won’t be able to stop if it continues. “Me too, baby.” 

The moment you step inside, the club’s atmosphere crashes into you–thich bass pounding through the floor, music loud enough to drown out every other sound. The air is heavy with heat, bodies moving in sync, the scent of liquor and perfume mixing together in a way that makes your head spin. 

You’re glad you’re busy enough to only accept a few invitations a month, if that. The club scene isn’t one you love, but it is nice once in a while. 

Jay moves behind you, a steady presence as you weave through the packed space. His hand finds your lower back, warm and firm as he presses against you, guiding you through the throng of bodies towards the bar, where your friends are waiting. 

Jake and Sunghoon spot you first, both grinning as you approach. Jake pulls you into a quick hug as Sunghoon slaps Jay on the back, teasing him about his new promotion. Letting you go, Sunghoon pulls you into a quick hug and only frowns when you mess up his hair a bit. Jake has his arm around Jay’s shoulder, a bright smile on his face. 

“Glad you could make it, dude,” Sunghoon says, a small smile on his face. “It’s been a while.” 

You watch as Jay’s shoulders relax, as the music enters his skin and the stress melts from his body. His smile is genuine and your heart flutters at the sight. “Thanks, man.” 

Before you can say anything, Jay leans in, Jake’s arm dropping, his lips brushing against your ear, voice thick and warm against your skin. “I’ll get our drinks,” he murmurs, his hand giving your waist one last squeeze before he pulls away. 

You nod, barely getting the chance to respond before Giselle suddenly appears, grabbing your wrist with a bright, excited grin. “Y/n! You’re here! Come on,” she shouts over the music, eyes gleaming. “We’re dancing.” 

You only have enough time to toss Jake your purse before she’s pulling you into the sweaty crowd. She pushes through bodies with her elbows until she reaches Karina, shouting your arrival. Karina pulls you into a quick hug and immediately starts swaying her hips.

The music takes over, and soon, you’re moving, letting go. The bass pulses in your chest, and the rhythm controls your every step. Giselle laughs, spinning you, before pulling your hips against hers. Karina quickly finds someone that captures her attention but stays close. You three are completely lost in the music. 

And you don’t notice Jay watching. 

He stands by the bar, drink in hand, but his gaze is locked onto you, his grip tightening around his glass as he slowly brings it to his lips. The club’s neon lights flicker across his sharp features, highlighting the way his eyes darken as he watches you move. 

It’s like you’re completely unaware of the effect you have on him. But he knows that you know. 

Jake and Sunghoon notice. Jake nudges Sunghoon, tilting his head towards Jay. “Dude, look at him.” 

Sunghoon raises a brow. “Oh, he’s completely whipped.” They both snicker, knowing what he would have said if he had heard their conversation. 

Jay doesn’t even register them. 

Because you’ve just caught his gaze. 

And you smile.

It’s subtle, enticing, but it’s enough. His jaw flexes again and before he can think twice, he throws back the rest of his drink, setting the empty glass down with finality. 

To Jake and Sunghoon’s shock, Jay moves. He mutters something about your drink, how he’ll buy you a new one, and moves through the crowd, through the flashing lights and moving bodies, straight to you.

You don’t notice at first, not until you feel the warmth of his hands, strong and sure, as they find your hips from behind. You can recognize him by touch alone and a sharp inhale catches in your throat as he pulls you back against him, pressing close, the heat of his body settling against yours. 

“You’re fucking killing me here, princess.” His voice is low, right against your ear, thick with amusement and something darker. 

You smile, pressing yourself into him as you roll your hips in time with the music. “Took you long enough.” 

He laughs quietly, fingers tightening around you. You bring your hand to his neck as he moves against you, not as smooth, but still to the beat. He’s pushing your back flush against his chest and when your ass perfectly brushes against his hard-on, his hips jerk into you. 

Gasping, you spin in his arms, needing to look at him, needing to watch the way his eyes dance with different emotions, so much more expressive than the rest of him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he slots one of his legs in between yours. 

He’s guiding your hips back and forth, finding his own rhythm. His jean-clad thigh brushes closely against your pussy and your eyes flutter shut at the feeling. He watches you carefully, taking in every single twitch of muscle and movement. His grin widens when you start playing with the hair at his nape, pulling him closer, until your lips are just shy of touching. His breath is heavy, warm against your mouth, and his eyes make your stomach clench in want. 

His hands slide lower, fingers splaying over the small of your back before he drags them down your ass, squeezing once. Your head falls into the crook of his neck and the friction, the heat, its dizzying, almost too much, but not enough all at once. 

“You’re driving me fucking crazy, Y/n. You know that?”His thumb dips below your skirt and massages the skin there. His breath is hot against your ear as he angles his body, making sure his dick rubs right against your pussy. “Bet you’re just as wet for me as I am for you.”

He nibbles on your ear, dragging his tongue across the lobe. 

You tilt your head up, eyes glazed. You knew what you were getting into when you pushed Jay away back home, but you didn’t think he’d let you continue your little game. You should have known better. Here you were, underwear almost ruined as he nips and licks your skin. 

He uses one of his hands to lift you a little higher, presses you harder against him as his fingers graze the skin of your inner thigh. “Will you let me check, baby?” His voice is sinful, borderline gravel. 

You can only nod, too buzzed by the music and his scent, the heat of his body, to answer him. You knew if you opened your mouth, you’d moan out his name and you had some shame. Even without any alcohol, your mind was hazy, overcome by lust and desire. 

Jay smirks against your head as you continue to grind against him. There’s so many bodies pressed up against you both but he only cares about you, about the way your nails dig into his scalp as his fingers inch closer to your heat. 

He can feel the slight stickiness before he reaches your cunt and he bites back a groan. Here he was, losing his mind, and you were dripping for him on a dance floor. Matching your pace, he waits until your hips press against his pelvis and then he brushes his index finger against your underwear, eyes rolling into the back of his at how wet you are. 

He does it once more, arm tightening around you as your legs shake. He doesn’t press hard enough to offer you any relief, simply brushes against it featherly, but it's enough to coat both his fingers.

He removes his hand, dropping your skirt before lifting it to his mouth. You watch him with wide eyes, a sight to behold. He looks so sinful, lips curved into a devilish smile as the lights bounce on his sweaty skin. 

His arm is still around your waist as he lowers his slick coated fingers to your lips, a full blown smile spreading on his face when you tilted your head, mouth parting in invitation. He touches your bottom lip with his fingers before sticking them in his mouth. His eyes flutter at the taste and you watch with dazed amazement as he sucks his fingers clean, eyes hooded as they stare you down. 

You can’t help the small whimper that leaves your mouth and it has Jay surging forward, capturing your lips with his. His lips move roughly against yours, nothing like the sweet kiss you shared in the car. He licks your bottom lip and slips his tongue into your mouth, swallowing your groan as you taste yourself on his tongue. 

He cups your cheeks and deepens the kiss, not a single thought in his head besides you and how much he loves you and all the things he’d like to do to you. You nip at his lips before kissing down his throat. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tries to keep still as you suck on his skin. When you lick his skin once more, he knows he’s had enough.  

Threading his fingers into your hair, he pulls as gently as he can to pull you away from his skin. You look up at him with plump lips, covered in spit, eyes wide and blinking. He tilts your head and kisses you once before his lips are pressed against your ears. 

“Please, princess, let’s go home. Let me take care of you properly.” Despite the desire that drips from his words, you hear the plea, the need. He’s never, not once, let things get this far before he’s made you cum on his tongue. 

Hurriedly, you nod at him, your own need evident in the way you clutch his shirt. “Yes, okay, let’s go.” Hand still on the neck of his shirt, you step into the crowd but he tugs you back, arm wrapping around you. 

“What about your friends?” His eyebrows are furrowed and you have no idea how he’s thinking about anything that isn’t your pussy or his dick but your eyes soften and you pat his cheek. 

“I’ll text them.” You clear your throat, trying to look as composed as Jay. “Though, they can probably guess.” Eyes raking over him, you take back your words. He doesn’t look composed, not at all. His hair is slightly messy and his thin sweater is all rumpled. 

“Okay, baby,” he says, taking a step forward and guiding you through the sea of bodies, hand in hand. He doesn’t spare Jake and Sunghoon a single look as he pulls his keys out of his jeans. 

Hiding a bright smile, Jake tosses your purse to you and you simply wave, too embarrassed to look them in the eye. Jay rests his hand on your lower back as he guides you out of the club and outside, taking your purse with his other hand. 

Once you get to his car, he looks down at you and there’s a wicked glint in his eyes. He unlocks the car before he places the keys in your hand. You look up at him in question and he shrugs as he opens the driver door for you. 

“I’m drunk.” He states, simply, eyes ablaze. 

You clutch the keys tightly, already coming to terms with his plan. “You had one drink, Jay.” 

He smiles at you, dimple forming. He leans against the car, arms crossed. You swallow, breathing heavily. Under the moonlight, he’s glowing. He looks so handsome, so fucking beautiful and you’re about to lose your mind. 

“There’s still alcohol in my system, baby. Can’t risk your safety, can I?” His words are sweet, but with the way he tilts his head, licking his lips, you know that your safety isn’t the only thing on his mind. 

When your shoulders drop in defeat, he pushes off the door and raises an eyebrow at you. Sighing, you quickly made it to the drivers side and sat in, trying to adjust your skirt. Jay leans down and grabs the seatbelt, face close as he buckles you up. The faint click rings in your ear when his eyes meet yours and before you can lean over and kiss him, he moves back and gently shuts your door. 

You blink at the space he just occupied before taking in a deep breath. It was only a ten minute drive. You could do this. All you had to do was ignore him and the wetness between your legs and then you’d beg him to fuck you. 

Jay slides into the passenger seat and clicks his seatbelt into place. He watches you out of his peripheral vision as you start the car and pull out. He watches the way your throat bobs and your fingers shake on the wheel. 

He pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue to suppress an amused laugh. You look the way he looked driving here. A small, miniscule part of Jay reveled in it. In the way you kept squeezing your thighs shut, glancing at the rearview mirror when you had the urge to look at him. 

“You okay there, baby?” Jay sounds genuine and you know he is, he always is, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a twinge of mockery in it. 

“Just perfect,” you grit out, turning at the light. 

“Yeah?” He rests his hand on your thigh, an innocent enough gesture if you hadn’t just almost cummed on his fingers in the club. His thumb starts rubbing your skin and you exhale sharply, trying your best to focus on the road. 

His fingers inch towards your heat slowly and you unconsciously spread your legs, skirt hiking up even further. He smiles at the way your body responds to him and grazes his nails close to your cunt. 

“Jay,” you whisper, a bit broken and a bit out of breath. “Please.” You meet his eye for less than a second before gripping the wheel harder, eyes back on the road. 

He leans back in the passenger seat, legs spread. His bulge is incredibly noticeable and it’s taking everything in you not to acknowledge it. His index finger brushes against the soaked and thin fabric and he tsks. “Are you dripping all over my seats, Y/n?” 

You don’t respond and he chuckles, eyes bright. He uses two fingers and slides them across your covered lips, eyes zeroing on the arousal that has soaked your underwear and slowly drips onto his seats. Your legs shake and he presses the palm of his hand into your thigh, keeping you still. 

“Focus on the road,” he murmurs, voice low but curt. It has you squirming but you listen anyways, gripping onto the steering wheel for dear life. 

Slowly, Jay uses his middle finger and hooks your underwear to the side. It’s sticky and ruined and he’ll definitely be pocketing them later, but for now, they’re in the way. He slides his middle finger between your folds, back and forth, mesmerized, before he watches your greedy cunt swallow up his long, bony finger to the knuckle. 

Your entire body jerks forward and a breathy moan escapes your lips, eyes fluttering at the first intrusion into your pussy in days. You’re gasping as Jay slides his finger in and out of your pussy slowly before curling it, pressing just enough pressure to have you leak arousal all over his hand and leather seats. 

Just as he picks up the pace and you almost swerve the car, he pulls out and you yell, tears of frustration on your lash line. He presses on your clit once, grinning ear to ear at the moan that rips out of you. 

He pulls his hand away completely and sticks his finger into his mouth, staring at the side of your head the entire time. He makes sure to make a show out of it, swirling his tongue around just like he would in your cunt, purposefully being noisy. 

You’re shaking, legs trembling as you turn onto your street. The sight of your apartment is enough to have you press down on the gas, not caring about the speed limit or how Jay sighs at your behaviour. 

“Watch your speed, baby. There’s cops on this street.”

He leans closer to you, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, fingers brushing against the shell of your ear.

“You’re so fucking mean,” you whisper, voice broken and hoarse. You’re not really thinking as you say it, more focused on pulling into your designated spot without crying or cumming. 

Jay simply raises an eyebrow at your words, a slow smirk pulling at his lips. “Am I?” 

Your heart jumps at his words and you put the car in park. You keep your eyes forward when both of your words registar in your mind and your head snaps to look at him, an apology on the tip of your tongue but he’s already out the door.

You watch helplessly as he rounds the car and opens your door. You say nothing as he undoes your seatbelt and gingerly pulls you out of your seat. You try to ignore the way your thighs stick to the seat or the sheen you leave behind, focusing on Jay’s hand wrapped tightly around yours. 

Wordlessly, he gently guides you inside your building, still holding your purse with that small smile on his face. You look up at him and he looks down at you as you wait for the elevator. You part your lips, ready to apologize, when the doors open and he pulls you in. 

Pressing the button to your floor, he leans against the elevator wall, still holding your hand. You look down at your joined hands, at how soothing it feels to have his strong, slightly calloused hand in yours. Jay watches you, a softer smile on his lips when you bring your joined hands to your lips and kiss his knuckles. 

It says everything you haven’t yet. 

Following your lead, before you can drop your hands, he lifts them to his mouth and kisses your knuckles, eyes staring directly into yours. Then, he kisses the back of your hand before slowly dropping them, eyes focusing on the elevator doors again. 

You swallow the lump in your throat and press yourself into his side. If he wasn’t mean earlier, he definitely will be later. You purse your lips, want and desire leaking out of you, dripping down your legs. 

Finally, the elevator dings open and he’s pulling you towards your apartment, footsteps fast as you try to match his pace. When your door comes into sight you have the urge to fall to your knees and beg Jay for forgiveness. He unlocks the door slowly, turning the key like he has all the time in the world and you unconsciously squeeze his hand in anticipation. 

He pushes the door open and you stop breathing, mouth going dry. He doesn’t turn to look at you as he guides you into your home. You watch as he sets your purse on the little table, along with the keys and his wallet. 

“Jay, baby, I’m–” He cuts you off by turning quickly and slamming his lips against yours, pushing you into the door, a hand on the back of your hand and hip. He swallows your gasp of surprise and kisses you ferociously, pressing his chest against yours. 

You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back just as messily, teeth against teeth. He slips his tongue into your mouth and you clutch at his hair. He sucks on your tongue as he fits his leg between yours, his thigh once again, rubbing against your pussy. 

You can barely breathe but you kiss him deeply, head falling back when he pulls away and begins kissing down your neck, nibbling and licking down your throat, hand unclasping your top and pulling it off of you, only pulling away to pull it off your head. His lips reattach to your neck and he kisses down to your collarbone, biting down on your skin. Your hands tighten in his hair and his grip on your hip becomes bruising. 

You grind on his knee, moaning at the friction. Jay kisses up your neck before capturing your lips in another hated, messy kiss. His hand travels up your body and he slightly presses down on your throat sucking on your tongue before pulling away.

“I wanted to be mean. Show you how mean I really could be,” he pants into your mouth, lips hovering over your swollen, bruised ones. His thigh rubs against your pussy and you whimper, eyes opening. He presses a soft kiss on your forehead before brushing his nose against yours.

“But I missed you, baby. I’ll take care of you, yeah?” His voice is soft, loving, unmistakingly ridden with lust. He begins kissing down your body again, pressing wet, open mouthed kisses to the skin above your collarbone before he unclasps your bralette, tossing it on the floor. 

His lips hover over the skin between your breasts and his eyes flicker up, meeting your dazed ones. “Did you miss me, princess?” 

There’s tears in your eyes as you nod, sniffling from the overwhelming urge to cum and bare yourself open to him. “Yes, Jay, Gosh, I missed you so much.” 

He smiles at you before kissing your skin, licking and sucking, swallowing the sweet taste of your sweat and vanilla. You were a mess above him, head thrown back and eyes sewn shut, incoherent mumbles and whimpers leaving your lips as you pull and scrape his hair at the nape of his neck. Your entire body is on fire. 

Jay presses a soft kiss on one of your breasts, his fingers brushing the nipple of the other. He kitten-licks the aching bud before latching on, sucking and circling his tongue. His other hand pinches the other nipple before he latches onto that one. He jerks his leg upwards to give you more friction and you’re overwhelmed, almost to the point of hysteria and tears. You can feel your orgasm building up and you mutter something to him, something incoherent, but he knows. 

Sinking to his knees, Jay looks up at you and you don’t even notice the bit of drool that drips down your chin. Your knees buckle at the look he gives you before he slowly pulls down your skirt and underwear, tantalizing and slow. 

He lets the skirt drop and you step out of it. He stares at your dripping, glistening pussy with a hunger you don’t normally see. He wets his lips as his eyes darken completely and he surges forward and buries his face in between your thighs, nosing your clit. Your head hits the door when he inhales, almost crying out when he presses a wet kiss to your pussy. 

He spreads your legs even further, gets impossibly closer. His nose brushes against your slick folds. “Fuck, you’re perfect. Prettiest pussy in the world, princess.” The vibrations of his words went straight to your core and you whine. 

You pull at Jay’s hair and he moans as he licks a harsh stripe of your core. You arch your back at the feeling and he presses his face closer to your cunt as his tongue pushes in and out of your sopping hole, licking and sucking loudly. He drags his tongue along your pussy, holding your hips still as he sucks on your clit. 

The tears in your eyes become heavier as he presses his nose against your clit and you moan out a broken, whiny version of his name as he laps up all your juice. The sounds he makes, the slurping and lip smacking has your legs shaking and you feel the tightness in your stomach, the orgasm that’s been building. 

He curls the tip of his tongue upwards and you almost scream, tears falling down your cheeks at the sheer pressure of pleasure. “Yes, Jay, yes” you chant, not caring about who hears you. You begin feverishly moving your hips against his face and Jay grants into your cunt, making your insides vibrate. Your legs are pulsing and your walls clench around his tongue and he knows you're close. 

Using one of his hands, he spreads your folds open wider and licks you even harsher, teasing your clit with his nose as he fucked his tongue into you. “Oh, Jay–” Your vision blurs as you moan, loud and broken, your stomach uncoiling as your orgasm washes over you and you gush all over Jay’s face. 

He hums in pleasure as he continues to push his tongue into your pussy, greedily swallowing your juices. He licks and sucks until your legs begin to shake and you pull at his hair harshly, trying to pry him off you. You’re mumbling something, a string of sentences neither of you can decipher as he slows his tongue, kissing your cunt once. 

You glance down at him and your legs buckle at the sight of him; eyes wide and hair wild as your cum and slick coats his face, his sun-kissed skin glowing with sweat as he smiles at you with swollen lips. 

He licks the skin around your pussy, cleaning you up a bit and then kisses up your thighs. You thread your fingers into his hair and tug, he stands slowly and you pull his face to yours. His eyes rake over you, grinding slowly at the fucked out look on your face, the tears staning your cheeks, swollen lips, and wide pupils. 

You tilt your head and kiss him, pressing your lips flush against his, licking his bottom lip, slipping your tongue into his mouth. You groan into his mouth as you taste yourself on his tongue. He deepens the kiss, holding your trembling legs up as you quickly pull his top over his head, working on undoing his belt. 

You pull away from his lips and kiss down his throat, licking and sucking his skin. His hands work to undo his belt and his breath hitches when you kiss his adam’s apple, licking a long stripe of his neck. “Fuck, baby.” 

He pulls the belt off, throwing it somewhere and undoes his jeans as you lick and bite his collarbones. He slides his jeans off, stepping out of them as you work your way up his neck. He wraps one hand around his hard, leaking cock and slides up and down once. 

“Still okay, love?” Jay kisses your cheek, concern in his eyes. You kiss his chest and wrap your hand around his, squeezing the base of his cock, eyes widening when his entire body shudders. 

“Fuck me, baby.” Your thumb brushes against his pink, leaking tip. “Need you so bad.” 

Jay swallows and brushes the back of his hand against your cheek before he presses you into the door and slides his hand under your thigh before lifting your leg, urging you to wrap it around his waist. 

Exhaling, Jay grips his cock and lines up with your entrance. The soft scrape of his tip against your pussy makes you both groan and he slowly pushes himself in. The satisfying tightening and burn of his veins against your gummy walls make you both moan in unison and his head falls into the crook of your neck as your pussy swallows his dick. 

“Fuck,” he groans against your skin. “Fuck, baby, feels so good.” You press a soft kiss to his neck and he jerks his hips upwards, filling you to the brim. He kneads the flesh of your ass before he grips your hips tightly and thrusts in you. 

He begins fucking into you at an unsteady pace, your jaw going slack from pleasure as his tip presses against your cervix, making your eyes roll back. You could feel every vein bulging against your walls as he pounds into you, your hands clawing at his back as his pace becomes rougher. 

He sucks the skin of your neck, licking as he bites into your skin sharply, almost breaking skin, and you whimper loudly, tugging his hair. He hips have a mind of their own as he fucks into you roughly, bringing you both closer to your release, abdomens twisting and churning.  

Your walls squeeze around his cock and desperation claws at him as he thrusts erratically and he pushes your body flush against his, forcing your hips to match his bruising pace as more slick poured from your cunt, down his legs, your needy moans mixing with his broken ones. 

“I’m, oh, close–” you stutter out, eyes fluttering shut as Jay’s fingers brush against your clit. Your walls squeeze around him again and he feels the euphoria build in his chest. Stars dance around your eyes as he tilts his head and presses his lips against yours, mumbling against your lips. 

“Cum for me, baby. Please, cum all over my cock,” his voice was desperate, sweet. 

He thrusts into you a few more times and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you come undone for him, falling limp against him as your legs shake. Jay’s hands are all over your body, caressing your skin and mumbling sweet nothings to you. 

His lips press soft kisses to your skin as you coat his dick in your cum, thrusting into you once more as warm ropes of his cum fill you up. He mumbles your name like a prayer as he continues to kiss you, continues to cum, filling you up. He’s hips are still moving slowly against yours as he fucks his cum into you, whispering quiet praises of love against your skin.

Your entire body is shaking and you can barely feel your legs and Jay slides both of his hands under your thighs before lifting you up, your legs wrapping around him securely as his dick twitches inside your sopping cunt. 

When your eyes meet, he parts his lips to tell you he loves you, but you pull him into a burning kiss, tongues and teeth clashing. You moan into his mouth at the intimacy of it all–the way his cock is still buried inside you, the way your mixed juices leak out of you and down his legs, the gentle caress of his hands as he whispers loving praises into your mouth. 

You pull away and your lips curve into a smile at the way Jay’s lips glisten, at the way he keeps his eyes shut for a moment longer before his eyes meet yours. You’re both sweating, panting, ignoring the fact that your neighbors definitely heard you. He smiles at you and you brush the hair sticking to his forehead. 

“I love you, Jay.” 

His eyes soften considerably and he presses his forehead against yours, nose brushing yours before he smiles. “And I love you, baby.” 

You cup his cheek and a wicked, insatiable glint enters your eyes and Jay’s cock twitches inside you, making you both hum. You tilt your head and smile at him widely before grinding your hips against his, pulling a groan out of him. 

“Now,” you press a kiss against his jaw. “Fuck me on the bed.” 

Jay’s already moving to your shared bedroom, making sure to walk slowly as his cock slides in and out of you at the movement. He presses a soft kiss to your cheek.

“As you wish, princess.” 

[mioons]

‎ ‎ BOYFRIEND? HUSBAND! ✦ 我的老公！

ᐢ..ᐢ calling them your husband trend ✿ 𝖾𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝓁𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗑 𝒻𝖾𝗆. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⟢ ( 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 ) . . 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 638 ⟡

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LEE HEESEUNG

the moment he heard the word husband leave your pretty lips he was a blushing mess

bro tried to act nonchalant but ended up giggling throughout the whole recording

even after recording he was smiling to himself like a lovesick idiot

“hey everyone today i’m here with my husband and we’ll be rating flavours from wingstop!” you cheerfully said to the camera, making sure to place emphasis on the word ‘husband’.

when he first heard you, he thought he was hearing things and asked, “sorry baby could you repeat that?”

you flashed him a smug smile before repeating your sentence, “so today i’ll be rating wingstop flavours with my husband.”

if he heard the same word two times he was sure he wasn’t hallucinating.

throughout the whole recording of the video, he couldn’t stop smiling and holding your hand, peppering kisses to the back of them.

the title ‘husband’ sounded good on him.

PARK JONGSEONG

he would definitely be stunned at first, not knowing how to react and simply just staring into space

but after awhile his mood would be so much better than before

smiling at the camera, you waved with your one hand and held onto jay’s arm with the other. “hey guys! i’m here with my husband and we’re just doing a mini vlog!”

jay’s eyes almost fell out of their sockets. your voice sounded like a sweet sounding melody to him that he could listen to forever.

the thought of him actually becoming your husband made his heart beat a little too fast for his own good. he was really trying to keep his composure but there were one or two cracks.

he decided to play it cool and nodded his head before humming, “mhmhm.”

“husband,” he whispered into your hair as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, “sounds wonderful.”

SIM JAEYUN

this man would not stop bringing up throughout the whole recording of the video

always making small little remarks about him being your “husband” and you being his “wife”

his confidence went 🆙 and he wouldn’t stop flirting with you

jake smiled at the camera as you started talking, introducing yourselves to the viewers. “hi everyone! it’s me and i’m here with my husband, jake, and today we’ll be doing a short Q&A session!”

“husband?” he repeated and raised an eyebrow at you, his lips upturned into a smile. “i’m your husband baby?”

his voice was smooth like velvet, making you blush and giggle awkwardly, “uhm..”

jake could only press a kiss to your forehead as he looked back at the camera. “mhm, i’m here with my wife,” he said to the camera, placing more stress on the word ‘wife’ just to make you even more flustered.

“let’s answer the first question hm? my darling wife.”

PARK SUNGHOON

many people think he wouldn’t have an reaction but this man would turn into putty in your hands

he can’t even finish a sentence without stuttering and tripping over his words

couldn’t even maintain eye contact with you for more than 5 seconds

“hi guys! it’s yn and today i have my husband, hoonie with us! we’ll be trying out two types of boba today!” you said, grinning from ear to ear.

sunghoon’s brain immediately shut down, his mouth slightly agape as he stared at you.

“cmon hoonie, say hi to the viewers,” you nudged him by the shoulder, giggling. oh you definitely knew the effect you had on him, no doubt about that.

he gave the camera a lopsided smile, “hi— e-everyone.” anyone could tell he was affected by you calling him your ‘husband’.

you giggled at his introduction, leaning forward to press a kiss onto his cheek. “what a shy husband i have hm?”

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[dollyyun]

DILFs DKP, honestly, that sounds like such a brilliant idea! Just imagining the dynamics between the characters is already so exciting. I can totally picture Sunghoon’s dad as an even more commanding and dominant version of him. Like, he’d have this natural authority that makes you lower your gaze without him even saying a word. But at the same time, he’d be super gentle and patient with Y/n because she’s young, a bit lost, and unsure if she’s ready to give him everything he expects. I can imagine him being like, “You don’t need to rush. I’ll show you the way…” That kind of vibe. 🔥

Now, Heeseung’s dad? Oh, he’d be a completely different story. I see him as Heeseung, but in a more mature, ultra-confident form. He’d know exactly what he wants, and he wouldn’t hesitate for a second to go after it. No games, no beating around the bush—just straight-up honesty with that classy, self-assured aura that makes you weak in the knees. He’s the type of man you just can’t say no to, no matter how hard you try. 😮‍💨

Jay’s dad, though… oh, I’m imagining him as the “bad boy” of the group. Like, he’d be a jerk, but not completely irredeemable. He’d have this rough, abrasive side, but he’d deeply respect Y/n’s mom, which would make him try to hold himself back—at least a little. But you just know he’d be boiling inside, ready to break every rule with Y/n. That “you’re mine, and there’s no way out” energy? Yeah, that’s him. But he’d know when to draw the line… well, almost. 😏

And Jake’s dad? Whole different vibe! He’d be Jake’s carbon copy, but with this cunning streak that catches you off guard. Like, he’d let you think you’re in control, that you’re the one calling the shots… just to flip everything on its head out of nowhere. It’d be maddening but so addictive. You’d never really know where you stand with him, and that unpredictability would make their dynamic absolutely captivating. 🌀

Honestly, I’m so curious to see where you’ll take this idea because the possibilities are endless! It reminds me of something I once thought of, but in a slightly different setting—with Y/n’s mom and the hyung line of ENHYPEN. It’s been stuck in my head ever since that one scene where Jay, looking all grossed out, says, “So now you’re into MILFs?” I’m pretty sure he was talking to Sunghoon, but hey, I could be wrong. That moment cracked me up so much. 😂

Anyway, I really hope your week isn’t too stressful. Take care of yourself and get as much rest as you can. Can’t wait to see your ideas come to life! ✨

—🐰

nonie baby….WERE YOU IN MY WALLS??? BC YOUR ANALYSIS ON EACH DILFS I ALREADY HAD THEM PLANNED AND WRITTEN DOWN-

dear nonie, you are actually so spot on and i’m mad impressed except there’s one tiny flaw; your analysis on both dilf daddy parks gotta switch! bc dilf daddy park (hoon’s dad) is the official ‘bad boy’ of the group and because he’s actually a literal hot convict

ho ho ho you’ll see it in the series as we get further into the storyline bc when i tell you i have lots of content for each prominent character with reader🤭the dynamic between dilfs dkp is actually amusing kinda especially when it comes to sharing yn aka their gangbang with her😮‍💨also i think jake was the one who told sunghoon that if he’s into milf bc of his remark on yn’s mother, and your idea about yn’s mom and hyung line is an idea BUT im not gonna make it happen unless it’s yn being the milf herself and dkp hyung line being into her in another alternate universe🤧

thank you sm for your analysis on each dilfs bc trust me i really enjoyed reading them! every word and every line is perfect i devoured them all, im so amazed by the fact that you seemed to know dilfs dkp character-wise even tho they have yet to appear in the series🙏🏻

[onlyjaeyun]

no bc sb!jay is the type to as soon he feels like he’s gonna raise his voice or sees yns eyes get glassy with tears, he immediately stops. he would hug yn and tell her that they should continue the conversation (emphasis on conversation bc argument seems too aggressive) in the morning when they’ve both are more calm to talk☹️ and they would talk in the morning while he holds her just so she knows that he’s not going anywhere

he would also beat himself up about it and wouldn’t sleep, even if it wasn’t his fault or the disagreement was unavoidable😭 he would watch yn sleep peacefully and just move the stray hairs out of her face bc he loves her so much and would rather let yn be right than make her upset☹️💔

-🪴

this is unfortunately also one of the asks that got lost in the others but thank you so much baby, excuse my late reply 🥺💞

you're 100% right and literally just made me fall in love woth sb!jay all over again. ngl, of all the smaus ive written his character is my favorite simply bc of his emptional maturity and the way he carries himself like he's so manly and so confident in his masculinity and that's why he isn't afraid of anything related to emotions and just allows himself and his baby to indulge in them all and i just URGH

and the whole part of him not yelling at her and rather postponing an argument is so him and makes me want to cry bc i want that in a man like i just want HIM 🥺 HOW DID YOU MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH MY OWN CHARACTER ALL OVER AGAIN YOUR BRAIN IS SO SEXY ILYSM

[gebbzsteelo]

[FREE] Yn Jay x Detroit Sample Type Beat - "BOUJEE"

[boba-beom]

༊*·˚ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

ᵕ̈ pairing: enhypen x gn!reader

ᵕ̈ genre: fluff! | headcanons

ᵕ̈ warning(s): none, just the fluffiest fluff <3 lowercase intended

ᵕ̈ word count: 708

ᵕ̈ note: my first enha work, pls lmk if I did it justice I’ve been so nervous for this 😅

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 — it doesn't take a lot for heeseung's heart to run miles and miles when it comes to you. you're his favourite person in the world and he even cherishes your littlest gestures, especially this one thing he loves the most; when the soft pads of your fingers lightly caress the sides of his neck while you adjust his collar on his button down shirts, his polo shirts, just anything with a collar- he loves it. just know that sometimes he'll purposely leave his collars up for you to do it for him. “oh heeseung, let me fix that for you,” all while his tall frame hovers over you, him looking down at you fixing the collar within such close proximity.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐣𝐚𝐲 — as we know, jay can be witty at times, sometimes he'd say something ridiculous and he'd watch your face light up as your naive self falls for his comments. you should see the look on his face after he tells you, "did you know you can't breathe through your nose when you stick your tongue out?" and you're there sitting beside him, sticking out your tongue as you test out his false hypothesis, his eyes softening to a loving gaze, paired with a subtle smirk which he clearly has to suppress before you catch him.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 — personally, jake is that one golden retriever boyfriend that we all wish for, and what more could make his heart flutter than your gentle figure asleep on top of him. your head on his chest, sleeping quietly to the sound of his heart beat and he observes the way your hand lightly grasps onto the fabric of his hoodie/shirt. this is your way of letting him know that you feel so safe around him in a vulnerable state.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 — something tells me he would literally melt whenever you compliment him. though he knows how alluring his looks are to you, he loves any type of compliment you give him. even a simple "you worked so well today" is enough for his smile to push his cheeks upwards until his eyes have the cute creases in the outer corners. he's always so grateful for each and every compliment you give him, what he doesn't tell you is that he recites it in his head for a long time, that's the effect you have on him.

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨 — when you're watching him do the members' hair and no one has done his, you make it your duty to do that. picking up the flat iron, you would start softly curling the top of his hair into cute 'c' curls, all while you're either hover over him slightly, or sitting on his lap while he watches you with the utmost adoration one could receive. what he loves the most? the way your nose and brows subtly scrunches while you concentrate on the one curl to compromise with you.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 — this precious boy would get so flustered once he catches you staring at him, his eyes wide and his lips pursed so hard you can see his dimples deepening in his cheeks, if that was even possible. it's not just you staring at him, but it's your nonchalant expression when he catches you. you're just so bold and whenever he notices, you don't look away, no, you continue looking at him knowing just how much eye contact makes his knees go weak. "yn... w-why are you staring at me?" you can't help yourself but playfully pinch his cheek, "you're just so cute wonie."

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐢 — sometimes he can seem like an intimidating person on the outside, but the more you play around with him and more you tease him, he eases up around you. your friendship with him was initially so serious with small talk here and there, but once you were a lot more comfortable around him you showed him your cute side. you would take selfies and you’d pose with your fingers forming upside down triangles to create cat ears at the top of your head, or sometimes when you’re teasing him you sometimes tug at his sleeve or his shirt as your way of saying “I’m just playing around.” he’d find the simplest things cuter when you do it, displaying a subtle downward smile. he admires you a lot :’)

© boba-beom

[enhas-bestie]

Idol Crush! [04]

 ► FOUR: a trip to the past: yn's confession (written)

if someone asked you to list three of the most terrifying things you have ever done in your life, your list would go as follows:

one: telling your parents that you did not want to go to a university and get a degree, and instead wanted to become an idol singer (to them that roughly translated to you throwing away any chance of having a stable life, but honestly, what was life without the looming possibility of losing your job and possibly never debuting again and ultimately going bankrupt?? boring, exactly. and excuse you if you didn't wanna live boring. )

two: when you had to tell riyah that it was YOU who accidentally spilt orange juice on her jay odysseus photocard (again. what was life without the looming fear of your group mate murdering you over a piece of laminated cardboard?? )

and last, but certainly not least was- three: that time you confessed your feelings to yang jungwon.

number three occurs on a bright and sunny friday afternoon outside of the RBW building.

your palms are sweaty, your heart is beating out of your chest, and you are standing face-to-face with yang jungwon. 

yang jungwon who stays with you even when his practice is over because he knows that you’re scared of walking to the bus stop alone. yang jungwon who helps you practice your dance steps even though you’re one year his senior and he should be the one asking you for help instead. yang jungwon who is kind, and determined, and helps everyone to the best of his abilities.

yang jungwon, who is one of your closest friends.

yang jungwon, who you have a crush on.

you are faced-to-faced with him--and you’re either about fuck up one of the few friendships you truly cherish in this world, or you’re about to pave the way for something new and beautiful to blossom.

and of course, what was a confession without starting it with the most cliche line ever:

“jungwon, I have something to tell you.” 

jungwon’s entire focus is on you, eyebrows creased in confusion as he looks at your nervous expression. you fidget with the bracelet around your wrist as you try to figure out what to say. although...you had already planned out what you wanted to tell him, but now that you were finally going to do it--now that he was standing in front of you, looking at you with expectant brown eyes--you were at a loss for words.

“are you okay?” jungwon takes it upon himself to break the silence. the only time he ever saw you this nervous was when monthly evaluations rolled around, and even then you weren't as fidgety as you were now, “yn?”

“umm, i’m gonna tell you something okay-- but I don’t want you to say anything until i’m finished... got it?”

“okay?” jungwon says, but it sounds more like a question than an answer. his mind races as he thinks about what it could be that you wanted to tell him. were you having reservations about being an idol? were you thinking of changing companies again? were you offered another trainee-ship somewhere else and thinking of leaving just like he was? 

(for a split irrational second, jungwon hopes that you’ve been give the same offer he has, at the exact same company, so that the two of you could continue training together.)

“I’m just gonna get straight to the point here--” you figure ripping off the band-aid is the best way to go in these types of situations, quick and straight to the point, “I like you, jungwon.”

when you chance a look at him and see that he’s gone still, you already know he’s going to reject you. you felt the shift in the air, you can see the underlying panic in his wide eyes, and you just know.

for some reason (probably self-preservation) your mouth continues to move and it feels like you can’t stop talking. you don’t want to stop talking, because after you finish, you know what’s coming next. good, sweet, old-fashioned rejection.

so you prolong those final moments. the moments where everything is okay, even when yours and jungwon’s world feels as if it is shifting. the moments when you two are still friends, and yes, you are confessing, but at least he hasn’t rejected you yet.

“It just happened...y’know”, you’re voice is trembling as you speak-- your fucking body is trembling as you speak--and you know he must notice, but all he does is stand and listen, and all you do is continue to talk, “you were always so helpful and kind to me...even when I was struggling and on the brink of giving up... you never thought any less of me...you helped me so much I-”

“I don’t know what else to tell you jungwon,” you look at him with teary eyes, “it just happened...”

jungwon feels as if his chest is completely hollow as he looks at you....he likes you too... and he is grateful for you too.... 

but he likes you as a friend, and he is grateful for you as a friend.

“i’m so sorry, yn...” 

an apology is all that he can offer you, even though he knows that a little “sorry” won’t make you feel any better. he knows for a fact that it doesn’t make him feel any better after breaking your heart.

 “you’re a really good friend to me, and that makes it even harder for me because I know this is hurting you--but I just don’t feel the same....I know that’s not what you want to hear, but I really can’t tell you anything different.”

(but he could. he could tell you that if given the time, he's pretty sure he could fall for you too... but he’s leaving in a few months anyway, and time is not on his side.)

“it’s okay jungwon,” he hates how you sound so defeated, “ I won’t lie and say I’m not disappointed, but I’ll never hold it against you for being honest with me.”

at your words jungwon swallows thickly, “I wish there was something I could do to make all of this better...”

despite yourself--despite your trembling hands and heavy heart--you give him a reassuring smile, “don’t worry about it jungwon...I confessed even though I knew the possibility of you rejecting me was high...maybe I’m the one who was selfish for putting all of this on you even though I knew you didn’t feel the same.”

jungwon rolls his eyes, because honestly, how could you even think about his feelings right now when you were the one getting your feelings rejected, “yn, a little advice for the future--stop putting other people’s feelings before your own.”

you puff out your cheeks, contemplating whether you should tell him that it was hard to put your feelings first when it came to him, but you decide against it. no reason to makes things even more awkward.

“if things aren’t weird for you...let me take you for ice-cream or something," at your quizzical expression, jungwon adds, “as a way to apologise...”

you don’t really see the logic in him taking you out for ice-cream after he’s just rejected you, but you accept anyway. you think you’ll gladly let jungwon take you out for ice-cream and pretend as if everything was okay, rather than to have him flat out ignore you for the rest of your life.

that day, the two of you skip your vocal and dance lessons and go out for ice-cream. jungwon takes you to the arcade afterwards, even though he doesn’t like games that much, but he knows that you do and seeing you smiling and distracted by a claw machine is better than seeing you sad and overthinking every little word you say around him.

four months later, jungwon tells you he’s leaving for SM Entertainment and the two of you lose contact.

jungwon doesn't necessarily forget about you, but you weigh on his mind less and less as his life becomes more fast paced.

your life changes too, but once in a while you always think back to the boy with dimples who had your heart.

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SYNOPSIS: Y/N knew that once she and her group, IKONIC, finally debuted, there'd be a chance that she'd run into YANG JUNGWON: The leader of the global rookie group ENHYPEN. But JUNGWON isn't just the leader of a famous 4th gen boy group... he's also the boy that she confessed to three years ago and got rejected by. The last thing Y/N needs to do is fall back in like with him, because even something as simple as an idol crush! could bring about some unwanted drama and Dispatch worthy headlines.

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[sunookkii]

hey i know request are closed but this idea just got stuck in my mind and i wanted you to write sum about it if you like it 😭 so basically its an enha reaction/scenario ? where they forget your birthday, (maybe not in a bad way but i dont mind if its angst) hope ur good btw !! <3

a/n : OMG WAIT SRY TO ALL THE OTHER REQUESTS BUT THIS ONE FOR SUM REASON REALLY STUCK OUT TO ME i hope you enjoyyy ;) also I wrote so much I’m so sorry- [not really read proof~]

Also i am well ty for asking >.<

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Enhypen forgetting your bday~

Genre : angsty ish

Warnings : mentions of food, crying, one swear word??

Requested : yes ty beautiful person ;)

Heeseung :

Okay okay so its your birthdayyy and you were really excited for what to happen because you wanted to see what kind of surprise your boyfriend did for your birthday

But to your luck he forgot :(

So you spent all day giving him hints like ‘what day is it’ and at one point you gave up and started pouting really hard

And your face was just overall sad everyone else had remembered your birthday including the members, but for your boyfriend to forget it lowkey hurt

Almost half the day passed and he still didn’t remember

So you ended up going into the room by yourself and started to cry

Your whimpers got louder and louder even though you were trying your best to stay quiet so he doesn’t hear

A few minutes past by and heeseung started looking for you because he sensed something was wrong.

He looked on the calendar really really carefully and FINALLY he came to his realization that it was your birthday but it was kinda too late cuz you hid yourself in your room to cry.

He came into your room to wish you a happy birthday but he sees you curled up into a ball crying to yourself

He felt so bad after this happened, “IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WONT EVER GORGET AGAIN!”

He hugs you so tight as if your life depended on it, won’t leave you out of his sight for the rest of the day. You’ll be hearing a lot of hbds and ilys for the rest of the day~

^ so yeah 🤕

Jay :

I feel like it’s rare that he forgets these type of dates buut for the sake of tumblr lets pretend he completely forgot 😧

You woke up in a great mood because it was your birthday of course

You were expecting to be receive a hbd wish from your boyfriend, but nope nothing all morning.

You received a bunch of hbd wishes on Instagram and other platforms mentioning you, but none of them were from jay :(

You quickly got frustrated and because it was your birthday and your bf the person you love most didn’t remember really hurt

So gradually your face became wet from heated silent tears. But unlike heeseung he would super quickly notice because he’s on his phone a lot and he dates things like ‘y/ns bday’ (idk but I imagine him dating things on his phone)

He’d then be like OH SHIT ITS YN’s BD

Runs to you soooooo quick just to see your face red and a bit wet.

Once your eyes connected your tears started to come out quicker

He literally runs up to you to hug you HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IM SO SORRY I FORGOT

After he said that he ran away from you leaving you alone, which made your heart drop thinking that he didn’t care.

But once you finally came out of your room you were greeted with a homemade delicious cake your boyfriend made for you that looked like this

You could tell he felt really bad bc usually he always had a smile on his face while cooking but this time it was a ‘I’m sorry’ face

“I’m really really sorry please forgive me”

All was forgiven bc the cake tasted so mf ing good

Jake :

It was your birthday today, a day that only came once a year so like any other human being it’s a special day for you

You were super excited to see what Jake did for you, because every birthday you had with him was always such a surprise

But today was sort of… different? :(

You saw jake in the living room on the tv and went straight up to him with a smiley face. “GOOODMORNINGGG” 😁

After cuddling for a while on the couch you lifted up your head and asked him If he knew what day it was, he just replyed with a simple Wednesday? With a confused face

I’m pretty sure that one word was enough to make you pretty upset 😅🥲

You started to pout and went back into his chest with a disappointed face.

“Ahh what what, what day is it tell me?” He said playfully, not realizing it was your birthday.

You stayed silent as he checked his phone, ‘y/n’s birthday don’t forget’

When i tell you he gasped he GASPED.

You were already in the verge of tears “IM SO SORRY HBD BABY”

You were still a bit upset at him so you replied with ‘did you really need your phone to tell me what day it was’ 😕

He hugs you tighter while mumbling ‘hbd hbd hbd’

Suddenly let you go of his arms and said he had an errand. Without any explanation he got his car keys to go somewhere leaving you and your thoughts by yourself.

‘Does he not love me anymore that he doesn’t even want to spend time with me on my birthday? ☹️😭”

A while later he comes back and you’re luckily still on the couch where he left you

^^this dude came back with three beautiful cakes from your local cake stores. “I’m bacccckkkk!! please forgive meeeee you know i love you with all my heart 🥺” (okay i hate to use this emoji but there isn’t any other way to describe it TT)

You obviously forgave him because you know it was never his intention to forget,,, “you owe me hugs and kisses for the rest of the day :(“ kindly accepts your request because that is something he’d never complain about #freecuddlesfromyn

Sunghoon :

Okay but like hear me out he’s the type of boyfriend that would ‘pretend’ he forgot your birthday but he actually didn’t

So when he ACTUALLY forgot you just thought he was joking until…

“Hooonieeee, stop joking around I’m seriouss”

“I’m serious too i seriously don’t know what day it is”

“What…”

You leave him for a bit alone with his thoughts, not even gna lie if he did end up forgetting your bday it would take him a while to remember it

But once he remembers he feels so bad 😭

Tackles you with so many hugs and bday kisses and showers you with I’m sorrys and hbd wishes

genuinely ask himself how he forgot the lohls birthday (love of his life’s) literally beats himself for it

And you have to tell him that it’s fine and that you forgive him~

Brings out the birthday cake and sings you a happy birthday song while clapping and laughing.

Puts cake on your nose

Sunoo :

Idk if he’s the type to forget but like jay I don’t think he’d forget

I feel like to him birthdays are the MOST special thing/ date for a person

Like obviously the rest of the members think that but especially sunoo really like sticks to this

So if he had forgotten your birthday you were sooo hurt you ignored him the whole day keeping your distance until he finally remembered

Once he remembered he went to go find you ASAP where you were hiding int he corner of the bedroom moping

He showers you with hugs cuddles kisses pecks, you name it he does it

He feels so bad that he could forget smtg like this, literally asks himself how he could forget such an important date

If the convenience store was still open he’d run to the nearest store and surprise you with a birthday cake. But not just any cake it’d be a cake that was decorated by the one and only Kim Sunoo

Would prepare it so nicely and even have a lit up candle so you can wish on it.

the type to surprise you with it even though he forgot. Brings it to your room while singing the hbd song.

Puts cake frosting on your nose #2, takes lots and lots of pictures to post on insta later

caption : “happy birthday sunshine~”

Jungwon :

he was on the couch as per usual just scrolling through his phone to keep himself occupied but also updated

Not knowing what day it was,,,,,,,

you come outside of your bedroom excitedly to expect a wishful happy birthday wish from the person you love most

But for some reason it oddly seemed like a normal day

“Wonnniiieee my loveeee, guess what day it is!” You said with a sheepish smile

“Hmm wednesday?” He said looking up at you with a calm face

Your happy smile soon became a little pout

“You really don’t know?”

“Isn’t it just a regular Wednesday? Why is there something special?”

oh my- he broke your heart right then and there

You run back into your room because you feel heated tears about to fall, even though it was something small the thought of him not remembering your birthday the day of your birth hurt. A little.

Jungwon was actually super clueless he genuinely didn’t know what day it is but something about you seemed off and the way you ran to your room was quite odd to him so he went and followed you

Before he opened the door he already heard small whimpers from the corner of the bed, and that immediately triggered him and he was about to beat up anyone that made you feel sad 😠 little did he know it was him who made you feel that way

“Baby what’s wrong? Why are you crying”

He holds your chin and turns it to get a better look

wiping your tears with his thumb, you were being a dramatic his giggles make you feel a bit better even though you were mad at him for forgetting

“You forgot my birthday.” You said to him while crying

You can literally see the gears in his brain start to turn when his face went from 😄 -> 😳

“IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY” hugs you so tight that you literally can’t breathe

Doesn’t know what to do to make you feel better, “I’m really sorry for forgetting your birthday, I don’t really know what got into me, please forgive me.”< cue the cutest kitty puppy eyes

He kept on rambling on abt how he was sorry and deserves your forgiveness you literally had to shut him up, he was sorry please forgive him >~<

Cuddles you for the rest of the day

Niki :

He was playing video games normally on his phone, until you excitedly stormed into his room “hiiiii babbbbyyyy”

“Well someone is happy today :)”

“Well of course bc u know what day it isss ;)”

“Wednesday?”

😧😦 < that’s what you looked like when he didn’t know, “you really don’t remember?”

“hmm I’m not too sure” he said before going back to his game

you slowly became disappointed and just ‘celebrated’ your birthday by yourself in the kitchen. :,((

he didn’t notice that you were sad at first bc he was busy playing on his phone, around an hour later he went to the kitchen to get a snack when he sees you in the kitchen staring into space rested your chin on you arm.

‘Are you okay? You seemed fine earlier’

You decided to play the silent game and just avoided him... so he tried to get you to talk to him but after a while it didn’t work so he sort of gave up and went to ask his hyungs what’s wrong with you.

“Niki,,, it’s y/n’s birthday omg did you forget??????” Jake said texting niki

and that’s when the lightbulb in his brain turned on

He rushed to the kitchen and back hugged you so tight and gave you so many cheekie kissies to try and make up for ‘forgetting’

But to his luck you were still mad at him

Soooo he came up with the idea of going to the convenience store really quick to get you a bunch of flowers and a nice cake to surprise you~

You ended up forgiving him because he was tickling you threatening you to forgive him

N knowing Niki he’s not a person you can be mad at for long <3

[jacquesjrcilfrin]

Rio Da Young OG x Yn Jay Type Beat #trapinstrumental

[jjungkookislife]

Part 32: still thinking of Jay?

wc: 1.2k 

Yoongi laid in bed with Jimin, holding him close as he immersed himself in his thoughts, debating on what to do.  He knew Hoseok decently enough and if Jungkook was willing to vouch for him, he couldn’t be a bad guy, right?  Jungkook wouldn’t set up his own cousin with someone who would outright break her heart.  He didn’t like meddling though, not in important stuff like this.  

“Are you okay, baby?” Jimin asks as he looks over his shoulder at his boyfriend, whose face is turned into a deep frown.  Jimin can almost hear the gears grinding in his head, his brow furrowed.  

“Yeah, nothing to worry about,” Yoongi tries to sound nonchalant but Jimin doesn’t buy it one bit. 

“Tell me what’s wrong,” Jimin demands, his brows furrowing as his face contorted with anger.  Yoongi strokes his side, hoping to distract the younger male but it has no effect. 

“Min Yoongi, what's wrong?”

Yoongi hisses in a sharp breath, his body thrumming with nerves at his boyfriend using his no-bullshit tone.  There’s no way out of this one. 

“What do you think of Hoseok?” Yoongi asks tentatively, confusing his boyfriend.  

“Hoseok?” The name rolls off Jimin’s tongue in confusion, why is his boyfriend bringing up their new friend while they’re in bed. 

“He’s nice, I've only just met him but he doesn’t give off any warning bells.  Why?”

“Do you think he and yn would make a good couple?” Yoongi sinks his teeth into his bottom lip as Jimin rolls over to face him, a brow raised.  

“You’re not gonna meddle are you?” Jimin huffs as he looks into Yoongi’s eyes.  

“Just answer the question, baby.  I know yn is wanting to give dating a try and Blossom was a massive fail.  I know Hoseok wouldn’t send her an unsolicited dick pic and he’s a nice guy.  Jungkook thinks they’d hit it off,” Yoongi explains as the realization hits Jimin in the face like a two-ton brick. 

“This is Jungkook’s doing!  Of course!”

“Baby,” Yoongi sighs heavily as he rubs his palms over his face, groaning as Jimin sits up. 

“We are not getting involved, plus, what if Hoseok doesn’t even want to date?”

“Jungkook just wanted me to talk to yn, I’m assuming he’s gonna talk to Hoseok.  Nothing has been put into motion.”

“We shouldn’t meddle, especially with two of our friends,” Jimin gives Yoongi a stern gaze that has him gulping.  

“You’re right,” Yoongi sighs as he rubs his hands through his hair before grabbing Jimin by the hips and pulling him flush against his body, kissing his lips.  

~

Yoongi found himself unable to sleep hours later, staring up at his ceiling as Jimin rolled away from him, his hair covering his eyes as he snores softly.  

Yoongi strokes his cheek, halting when Jimin stirs for a moment before exhaling and settling into the bed.  He hears a noise after, figuring you’ve gotten out of bed to grab a drink.  When he doesn’t hear you go back to bed, he begins to worry as he cautiously climbs out of his bed, making sure he doesn’t wake his sleeping boyfriend.

With quiet tiptoes, Yoongi looks over his shoulder to make sure Jimin is still fast asleep as he opens his bedroom door and steps out into the hall.  Your head peeks out from the couch, your brows furrowed in confusion as you look at your roommate.

“Did I wake you?” you whisper as you turn to the TV, noting it’s on the quietest volume that you can hear.

“No, I wasn’t asleep but Jimin is,” Yoongi walks around the couch before moving your feet so he can sit before placing them on his lap.  You snuggle further into your end of the couch as Yoongi pats your sock-covered calves.

“What’s got you up so late?” Yoongi asks as his eyes darted to the clock on the wall that read 3:24 am.

“Couldn’t sleep,” you shrug as you try to feign interest in the show you’ve selected to watch.

“I figured.  What’s got you up so late?  Still thinking of Jay?”

“You know me that well, huh?”

“Maybe a little,” a small smile tugged at his lips as he shrugs once again trying to appear nonchalant but by now you know him well enough to know he actually cares about you, a lot for that matter.

“Come here,” Yoongi pats the spot behind him and you slowly move over to him, he sighs heavily as you curl up beside him.  You knew him well enough to know he liked affection but didn’t like initiating it.

“I know what you’re gonna say,” you whine, pouting as you pull the blanket over both of you.  Yoongi chuckles, shaking his head as he looks down at you, your head resting on his chest.

“Do you now?”

“Of course, you’re gonna say I need to forget Jay and you’re right.  I just don’t want to date guys who send me dick pics right off the bat,” you shudder at the thought, making Yoongi laugh.

“Yeah, that app probably wasn’t Jimin’s best idea.  However, I have a counteroffer,” Yoongi begins, you raise a brow at him in question.

“Proceed.”

Yoongi smiles, ruffling your hair before you push his hand away, scowling at him.  He smirks before fixing your hair slightly, “would you be okay with me setting you up with someone?”

You groan, “Yoongi.”

“I know, but he’s a good guy and Jungkook vouches for him strongly.  I guarantee he won’t send you any dick pics...Jungkook would probably beat his ass if he did.”

“Of course Jungkook is behind this, I knew he was up to something,” you grumble as you cross your arms over your chest, mulling it over.

“I won’t if you don’t want me to but he’s a good guy, not bad looking and he’s pretty cool.  He works at a dance studio and I’ve been working with him for a while.”

“I don’t know, Yoongi.  What if it doesn’t work out, won’t it be awkward for you?”

“I’m not gonna let it affect me,” Yoongi shrugs, knowing he can deal with it if this turns out going sour.  “Nothing’s been done, if you say no right now I promise to never bring it up again but if he’s up for it and you’re up for it, I can at least give him your number.”

“Do you have a picture of him?”

“Sorry, no.  I don’t follow him on anything,” Yoongi apologizes and you nod.  “He’s attractive though, seems like you’d like him.”

“You make me seem so shallow,” you complain and Yoongi smiles.

“No, but I know your type.  Cute, funny, smart, tall, and he can rap and dance, what more could you want?”

“Someone who doesn’t send unsolicited dick pics…”  you mumble, making Yoongi cackle.

“Well yeah, there’s that.”

“Fine, if he wants to meet up for coffee or something, I guess that wouldn’t be the worst thing ever.”

Yoongi nods, kissing your forehead before slowly unraveling himself from you.  

“Go to bed, baby girl.”

You nod, turning off the TV before getting off the couch, wrapped up in your blanket as you and Yoongi go to your own bedrooms, shutting the door and getting into your own beds.

Maybe, just maybe, this wouldn’t turn out so bad after all.

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[thehotboxsocial]

I Was Sposed To Be There At 11 It's Like 12 Somethin

First up I’m typing this just hours after Breonna Taylor’s killers got the not guilty so it’s fuck the cops, the grand jury, and all the other filthy devils. And if you’re white and not punching your cracker uncle in the mouth then it’s fuck you too. 

On a happier note rappers from the city of Flint are making some bangin ass raps. Detroit rapper Peezy put Rio on last year, this year Rio put on the entire city and for the last 4-6 weeks they been droppin at a faster rate than ever. Lil Yachty drove there in his Rolls Royce bought a $75K house and stayed. Adding to that energy is Enrgy who has 2 different types of beats. The 1st type (favored by RMC Mike, who right now is my favorite Flint rapper next to Lil Yachty) are frantic in-the-red tracks that use layers of 808′s and boxing bells. His other type of beat (preferred by YN Jay) replaces the bells with softer musical tones and cuts back on drum programming. Last month I complained about YN Jay but since then he’s dropped like 20 songs and he’s experimenting with different flows. And also his best new tracks are 2 coochie songs. And it’s not just Flint rappers on the Flint songs. Super grimy AK Bandamont is from Grand Rapids, Stingray traveled from Orlando for the sauce he’s not exceptional but he got Rio kicking some new flows and West Warren is in the building.

Blind Em [Lil Yachty & YN Jay]

Step Brothers [3200 Tre & Rio Da Yung OG]

Coochie Towel [Louie Ray & YN Jay]

Coochie Scout (Coochie Land) [YN Jay]

48228 [Rio Da Yung OG, West Warren King & Louie Ray]

Kobe Bryant [YSR Gramz & AK Bandamont]

Dumb Dumb [Unkle D Money feat. Rio Da Yung OG, RMC Mike & Louie Ray]

Automatic [RIPLI$$ & RMC Mike]

Rockstar [YN Jay feat. RMC Mike, King Cashes & Rio Da Yung OG]

4 For 4 [Stingray & Rio Da Yung OG]

Back 2 Back [EBK Young Joc feat. EBK Trey B & EBK Durkio]

Unemployment [Bornbandz, Teejayx6 & Kasher Quon]

Payback [CeeFineAss]

Connected [LPB Poody feat. 42 Dugg]

ChopBloc Pt. 3 [BlocBoy JB & NLE Choppa]

Law N Order [Veeze]

U Betta [Louie Ray & Krispylife Kidd]

Melrose [Mari Boy Mula Mar]

Stealing Sauce [Babys World feat. Sauce Walka]

Bool Money [Sauce Gohan, Sauce Woodwinnin & Sada Baby]

YT: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PoC0oYTcvQE&list=PLEeVxTVeGw-CAmC3EFC8bQcu90GKJuSbj&ab_channel=YNJay

zip: 

https://www.mediafire.com/file/0nxxwyyznqx3c1r/zzzz+i+was+sposed+to+be+there+at+11+its+like+12+somethin.zip/file

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