By My Side | Lee Heeseung

actually i wanna expand on that :)

power bottom!gyu loves to smack u around and tell u what to do but melts as soon as u tug on his hair or loosely wrap ur fingers around his neck <3 power bottom!gyu can (and sometimes will) physically overpower u with ease but chooses not to bcs he loves when his pretty little petal takes control!! power bottom! gyu who always chides “do it, u won’t” but turns into a flustered little whore when u take him up on that offer :(( power bottom!gyu teases u in front of the boys bcs he knows u won’t do anything while they’re around, but they all know they’ll be hearing him whining ur name by the end of the night (and they’re looking forward to it!! exhibitionist!txt tease???) power bottom!gyu begs for and demands dominance but forgets how to speak when u finally relinquish control </3 and finally, power bottom!gyu loves to “accidentally” bite u too hard because the tone u take with him when he steps out of line makes his lil cock twitch <3

also here

do with this what u will

...AHEM

i wanna tie him up and make him cry, i wanna tease and edge him with a vibrator and then overstimulate him until he's crying, his stomach and thighs covered in cum while he's a drooling, writhing mess, begging me to stop, thats he's too sensitive but he's just just so pretty whining and whimpering, tears streaming down his red cheeks. i wanna bend him over and peg him, gripping his hips and fucking him back onto the strap and watching him grip the bedsheets while he lets out all his pretty moans, his angelic face contorted in pleasure. i wanna spank him and call him my pretty little slut, watching my red handprints form on his plump ass, tainting his pretty skin. i wanna hear his whimpers while i let him dry hump me like the desperate little pup he is:(

i'm gonna shut up🧍🏻

the boys next door (l. hs, s. jy, p. sh, p.js)

no panties (l.hs): read here

sugar coated (s.jy): read here

let me in (l.hs, s.jy): read here

hard (p.sh, p.js): read here

Beomgyu as your boyfriend

LAST PART OF THE BF SERIES:) I already made a ot5 version but wanted to make individual ones too:) It's in sections so you can skip the 18+ part if you want to! I love the thought of bf Beomgyu:(((( SO I HAD A LOT TO WRITE FOR HIM. Might have to make some more post for him.

Paring: Bf Beomgyu x gf reader

Genre: 18+, fluff,

Mentions: boners, fingering, handjobs, nudes

Most goofy bf ever

Teases and pranks you all the time

Takes ugly pictures of you all the time and threatens to post them

"If you don't give me kisses rn I will send the drool photo to the boys!"

Will randomly just bite you dosn't matter when and where

Aks for kisses

then backs away when you try to do it

"Damn y/n I'm more than just a pair of lips"

He'll then kiss you after you start pouting

Is a sweetheart

Supports you in everything

Always there to talk with you if your sad or going through hard times

Also there to make you laugh and be the reason for your smile

Your smile that he adores sm

And your laugh that you yourself find annoying

But he finds it addicting

And even tho he teases you with your habit of drooling in your sleep

He finds it adorable<3

He just won't tell you

(18+ under the cut)

horny 24/7

This boy istg

And he isn't ashamed about it

If your cuddling and he gets hard

HE WILL LET YOU KNOW

Will hug you really tight from behind

Press himself against your butt and wait for you to acknowlegde it

If you don't, he will just do it

He also likes to just have his hand in your pants when your cuddling

Because it's nice and warm<3

Will like if you put your hands in his too

90% of the time it will lead to him fingering you

or you given him a handjob

Has a folder in his phone full of your nudes

Videos

Audio recordings

His own little collection of: you<3

Making out is also a daily activity

Mine

pairings; bodyguard!beomgyu x fem!reader

warnings; Rough sex, doggy, riding, condom use, jealous beomgyu, sir kink, dom!gyu, sub!reader, slight nipple play, fingering, masturbation(F), wet dreams, mutual pining, car sex.

A/N; i loved writing this omg, and btw L/n means your last name just in case you didn’t know!!

i am not responsible for the media you consume but pls do not read if you’re a minor 💗

“I’m a big girl, I don’t need a babysitter”

You can’t believe this, just because your father is unbelievably wealthy suddenly means you need to be babysat like a child. All because of some random threat about ransom or something that was mailed to your house, whatever.

You eye him as your father explains. His hair sits at the back of his neck, almost like a mullet. Dark strands frame his face and make his eyes darker than they already are. He wears black dress pants and a white dress shirt, maybe this won’t be so bad.

“Y/n this is for your safety, he’ll escort you places and i’ve decided to give him the spare bedroom” Your dad insisted, you knew there wasn’t a way around this so you settled with a small smile as he shakes your hand and introduces himself.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. L/n. Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot of each other". You nod and excuse yourself.

Is he seriously going to ‘escort’ you everywhere? What’s next? Is he gonna wipe you too?

Your scowl deepens as you finally make it through your bedrooms door frame, it’s late and maybe everything will be okay tomorrow when you wake up.

///////////////

“Are you going to come to the mall today?”

Karina asks over the phone, you groan in remembrance—she asked you the other day and you said yes. But that was before you got a babysitter.

“Yea l’ll be there”

She cheers and quickly says her goodbyes. There’s no way you’re going out with a babysitter, you’re 19 not 5. You’d be the laughing stalk of your friend group.

Great. Now you have to figure out how to sneak out without the warden finding out. You’re gonna have to be careful. Peering outside your window you notice the tree perched right next to it, could you make that work? The tree wasn’t very big, but there was a branch that stretched right to your window.

Checking the time on your phone you shove the device in your purse and shrug it on. The window opened with a flick to the lock and you gripped the branch firmly before inching closer and closer to the edge. You could probably just-

“And what do you think you’re doing?” An amused voice sounds from behind you.

Your eyes close with a deep sigh and you take a second before gazing over your shoulder, Beomgyu tilts his head to the side and cocks an eyebrow. “Nothing, I was doing nothing. Now if you excuse me I’m going to the kitchen”. You might’ve been caught but that doesn’t mean you won’t keep trying.

“You wouldn’t mind if I went with you then. Right, Ms. L/n?”

“Why would you? I’m just going to the kitchen” Your lips are pulled into a tight-lipped smile. “Exactly, so you wouldn’t mind, correct?” You narrow your eyes at him and clench your fists, “Fine”.

You have one more trick up your sleeve as you both step down the stairs and through your elegant living room. You stop at the entrance of the kitchen and turn to him, “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, i’ll be right back”.

You think he doesn’t see through you as he nods and takes a seat at the oak table sat to his far left. The closest bathroom was a corner away and you try and hold back your smirk on your way there. The bathroom is a pristine beige color and it almost sparkles because of how clean it is. The toilet is to your right, the sink is to your left, and the window is right in front of you. It’s higher up so nobody can look in so you have to step on the trash can to shimmy your way through it.

‘I knew this would work’ you think, your feet hit the ground with a soft thud and you haul ass to your car that’s waiting prettily for you. Your phone dings in your purse as you pop open the door and angle yourself into it. You only get to the passcode screen when someone clears their throat. Almost dropping your phone in terror you whip your head to the passenger side and stare in awe at Beomgyu.

“What the fuck?” It’s almost a whisper but you know he heard you as he smugly smirks. “Didn’t think I was that gullible did you, Ms. L/n? Where are we going?” He starts pulling the seatbelt over his broad chest and shoulders while you try and not kick and scream in annoyance.

Fine, he wins. “The mall”. You mutter as you press down the brake and turn on the car.

///////////

The drive to the mall was quiet, and yet, still annoying to you.

You park the car and turn to him, “Please don’t embarrass me infront of my friends, I really don’t feel like being laughed at today” You sigh, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Ms. L/n” He says as he exits the car, you try not to think about it as you do the same and walk through the busy parking lot. The entrance is flooded with people because of a, apparently, really popular kiosk. The minute you almost get knocked over is when Beomgyu settles his left hand on the small of your back and guides you.

Your breathing hitches for a second and you pray he doesn’t hear it. The food court comes into focus and he drops his appendage from your back, the loss of heat and contact catches your attention until you spy your friends. Sighing, you prepare yourself to be teased.

“Hey guys” You smile as you find an empty seat, Beomgyu finds an empty table behind you and sits down—spreading his legs hotly as he peers around the building.

“I don’t mean to alarm you, but I think you’re being followed” Momo whispers to you, a nervous chuckles leaves you and you explain, “Heh…that’s just Beomgyu. My..uh..bodyguard..” You flinch at the giggling that erupts after that. Typical.

“Why doesn’t he sit with us then? Beomgyu pull up a chair, you never know if Y/n might start choking” Karina cackles, causing the other girls to start as well. Looking down at your lap you hear him get up and settle into the seat at the end of the table you’re closest to.

“It’s nice to meet Ms. L/n's friends, I'm Choi Beomgyu. You are?” He wears a blank expression at Karina, who is currently leaning on her hand at the moment. You know her and the exact thing she’s doing right now. Yea Beomgyu was attractive, but he was also your bodyguard. Karina wouldn’t shoot her shot right?

“I’m Karina, how old are you? I mean, you look so young..” She scrapes her bottom lop with her teeth, giving him a flirty smile. Your eyebrows furrow at her blatant flirting.

“I’m 21”

Wow, that suit makes him look a lot older. Who knew he was only 2 years older than you. Karina’s smile deepens as she goes to say something else, “I’m 21 too, Y/n’s only 19 though, she’s such a baby compared to us” She giggles into her hand.

You make eye contact with Beomgyu but you can’t hold it for long, this was so embarrassing. You were constantly mocked for your age in this group, now you know why.

“Karina, it’s only 2 years…” You trail off, playing with your fingers.

“You’re right but look at you” She reaches over and pinches one of your cheeks before a firm grip lands on her wrist. She lets go out of shock, gasping at the act Beomgyu performs. When she’s far enough away he lets go of her. Your eyes widen and heat rises to your cheeks.

Somehow she isn’t phased at all by this, it seems to only spurr her on further. “Wow, Beomgyu. You have a firm grip, I can tell you’re good with your hands”. You roll your eyes and stop yourself from scoffing.

Soon, Beomgyu looks at his phone and lets you know your father needs him. Which means you both have to leave. Sighing in relief, you say your goodbyes and borderline run out of the mall.

////////////

Pulling into your driveway you settle your head on your steering wheel for a moment.

“Are you okay, Ms. L/n?” His voice is soft and you sigh before answering, “Yea, I guess so”. He doesn't pry any further as you both shuffle out of your car.

///////////

That was so embarrassing, you haven't left your room in hours because of it. Also because you keep thinking about how hot it was for Beomgyu to do that. Surprisingly, guilt starts to consume you. He hasn't even been here a day and you've already been such a bitch. Your shoulders fall as you make a deal with yourself to try and be nicer.

Flinching at the loud squeak of your bedroom door as you exit through it, you find yourself at the blocked entrance of the spare bedroom. The dark oak of the wood almost taunts you, you raise a hand to knock, hesitantly. Light shuffles can be heard behind it before it opens to reveal Beomgyu dressed in a black shirt and black sweat pants, a small towel hangs around his neck as he actively drys his hair off.

"Yes, Ms. L/n? Is something wrong?" He looks at you, waiting. "I, uh, wanted to apologize. I understand you're here for my safety and I appreciate it". You don't meet his eyes as you mutter out the apology.

You almost gasp when he presses the pad of his index finger under your chin and lifts your head up to his eye level. A kind smile is on his lips and you hope he can't read your facial expressions. "Nothing to apologize for, it takes time getting used to. I think we're going to..get along..just fine"

You only offer a smile in return, you do not trust your voice right now. The shuffle back to your room was quick, as your mind is racing with thoughts of him. Your heart is going crazy under your ribcage and you wring your fingers together as you think about it. The way he phrased his sentence, ‘I think we’re going to get along just fine’, it had you already overthinking.

Closing the door behind you, you throw yourself on the bed and trace the spot on your chin that he touched. You've never been like this with other people you've found attractive, but Beomgyu just...makes you feel so vulnerable.

"Ms. L/n, dinner is ready. Would you prefer to eat in your room?" That's probably your chef, Mrs. Kim.

"I'll be down in a minute. Thank you". You respond, she hums and you sit up, pushing some stray hairs behind your ear. Your clothed feet pad against the wood flooring as you leave your bedroom. At the same time you see Beomgyu enter his with a plate, slightly frowning you once again knock on his door.

He opens it with his hands free, "Yes, Ms. L/n?"

"You should eat downstairs with me..y'know since my dad is usually busy..." You try and play off the kind gesture cooly, he stares at you for a second before nodding. "Alright" he turns around as you walk off to the kitchen. At the dining table there's already a pre-prepped place for you along with some water. Your heart rate spikes at the thought of you two eating dinner together, alone—well almost, Mrs. Kim is currently doing the dishes.

As you take a seat you spot Beomgyu enter the kitchen, heading right for you. He picks the seat right across from you and silently sets his stuff down. You pick up your fork and start twirling the pasta with it, trying to remain as clean as possible while you eat.

"So, Ms. L/n, any plans for tomorrow?" His voice cuts through the silence like a knife and it almost scares you, you eventually meet his eyes even though you still find it difficult. "Not yet, I might try and see a movie, though. I'm not sure"

"Sounds like fun, I could use a movie" His humor is dry and it causes a giggle to leave you. Your mouth opens as you go to respond but it closes quickly when his foot brushes against yours. You play it off with a clearing of your throat and go back to poking and twirling your food.

You both finish eating around the same time and he goes to pick up your plate for you, "It's okay, Beomgyu". He dismisses your concerns and picks it up anyway, thanking Mrs. Kim as she takes it from him.

"Thank you for eating with me, Beomgyu. I'm gonna go to sleep" You rub at your eyes, and he doesn't respond for a second as he gazes at you.

"Of course, Ms. L/n. Goodnight". He smiles warmly and you try not to ogle him too much.

//////////////

You're sprawled out under your covers, tossing and turning before sitting up. Your dream was scarily realistic. You were never a wet-dream type of person, but it started with you running your hands through his hair, something you think about quite a lot. Then the dream took a drastic turn and he's soon dragging his lips over the skin of your neck as he hovers over your bent over position.

His dirty words still fresh in your mind, "Take it" "My girl" "You're mine". The memory brings your attention to the heat flaring in your lower abdomen. Your core pulses in need and you tip your head back and groan in frustration. Falling flat on your back again, you sigh and drag a hand down to the waistband of your shorts.

Are you seriously gonna do this right now? Yes, yes you are.

Your fingers meet your clit and you buck up at the flicker of pleasure. Images of Beomgyu pop into your mind and it has the feeling of your fingers against you heightening. "You like it when I touch you? Hm?" You picture him saying, the fingers rolling your clit stop so they can circle your opening and dip themselves into it. You know his fingers would feel so much better in you.

The slight stretch of your own fingers probably wouldn't even compare to his, the thought has you biting your lip desperately trying to keep down the whimpers and moans threatening to spill. Beomgyu's room resides next to yours and you couldn't look him in the eyes if he caught you.

You fasten the pace imagining what he’d look like pleasuring you. The coil in you tightens and you're already so close.

"Aw you're gonna cum? All for me?" You imagine again, the imaginative dirty talk has your free hand gripping your sheets, and your hips lift helplessly as you ride out your high.

When you come back down a wave of exhaustion hits you and find a comfy position to fall back asleep in.

//////////////

“Did you sleep well, Ms. L/n?” Beomgyu asks as he joins you in the kitchen. You’re mid sip into a cup of tea and the question has you choking. His eyes widen a fraction and he strides over to you to give you a pat on the back. You swallow the liquid and cough slightly before answering.

“Thank you, and yes, I did. Hopefully you slept well in your new room”. Hesitantly taking another sip, your eyes drift down his face to the expanse of his clothed chest before looking away from him completely.

“I did, have you decided on any plans today?”.

“Oh, yea. A movie sounds good”.

He smiles at you and nods, “Great, what time does it start?”.

“Uh, 6:30 I believe” He nods at you again and you excuse yourself to your room. What should you wear? You’re not exactly trying to seduce him…..but. You have a giant walk in closet, inside is probably thousands of items of clothing. The fuzzy rug under your feet calms your nerves slightly as you take a seat on the chair to your vanity.

The movie starts in about 8 hours but you don’t really have anything better to do, plus your anxiousness has time warping in your mind. Peering around the bright white room, you try and think of an outfit. It’s summer but it’s usually really cold in theatres. You’ll just pair whatever you wear with a jacket or something.

//////////////

It took you about 30 minutes to think of an outfit, but you were finally done. Next is to shower. Thankfully there’s a bathroom connected to your room. Reaching it, you switch on the light and make a B line for the shower. The handle is cold under your grip as you turn it, but nothing happens. Your eyebrows furrow as you push the handle further, but still, nothing happens.

You grab your phone that you put on the counter and scroll through your contacts until you find your dads number. It rings for a second,

“Hello?”.

“Dad I think my shower is broken, I keep turning the handle but nothing comes out”.

You hold back a whine, there’s only like 3 showers in this house.

Your dad might be incredibly wealthy, but he’s smart. He decided to not buy a giant mansion so he could use his money for other things.

“I’ll call the plumber or something, try my shower?”.

You nod at his suggestion before realizing he can’t see you, “I will, thank you. I love you”.

“I love you too, bye”.

The call ends and you let out a huff, you turn on your heel—grab your towel, as well as different soaps, and exit your bathroom and then your bedroom. Your dads room was right at the end of the hallway, pushing open the double doors you pad into his bathroom and try his shower. Nothing.

“Goddamnit” you groan.

Taking out your phone you decide to text him this time.

Your shower isn’t working either, what do I do?

He responds quickly.

Try the one in the spare bedroom, I’m sure Beomgyu wouldn’t mind sharing.

You stare at your phone in shock, Beomgyu’s? But that’s in his room…

Your nerves flare but you do it anyway, the walk to his door suddenly feels like miles. Gripping he towel hung over your arm, you stop at his door and knock softly.

“Can I help you, Ms. L/n?”. The polite name he uses for you is fine and all, but you kinda wish he would just call you Y/n.

“Can I use your shower? Mine and my dads aren’t working”. You practically radiate nervousness as you ask.

“Yea, of course. Go right ahead” He steps aside to let you in. You’ve been in here only a few times but you know it’s changed. It has personality now, there’s clothes neatly laid out on a chair in the corner. The bed is made but is slightly messed up, and it smells heavenly.

You spot the bathroom and shuffle to it, letting out a shaky sigh when the door closes behind you. Taking a glance at the sink you spot a razor, a tooth brush, and toothpaste. Nothing crazy.

You place your shampoo and conditioner on the ground of the shower as well as your body soap. This shower was almost as big as yours, it wasn’t part bathtub either. It was a nicely sized, walk-in shower.

You stare at the handle before grabbing it and turning, you sigh in relief as the water actually comes out of it. Turning it to your preferred temperature you undress yourself. A thought has you stopping—shirt half way off. Beomgyu is on the other side of this door, and you’re going to be showering…..naked.

You shake your head at the thought and finish taking off the clothing.

The water feels nice on your tense shoulders, you try your hardest to pay attention to the actual shower instead of Beomgyu, which is proving to be difficult.

Finally you wash the soap off of you and work the conditioner out of your hair, you’re finally done. Turning off the water, you wring out extra water from your hair and grab your towel. Drying off your hair went fast as well as drying off the rest of your body.

The towel is quickly wrapped around you, one hand is occupied holding your towel together securely so you decide to come back and get your stuff later since you wouldn’t be able to hold it all. You have to leave now. Through the door. You stare at the white wood and hype yourself up. It seems to have worked but the second you open it, all of the confidence drains from you.

“Thank you” You mutter while walking through the room, to the door. He looks at you and, slightly, tilts his head.

“It’s my pleasure, Ms. L/n”

Trying your best not to gawk at him was tricky but you managed to leave his room in one piece. There’s a part of you that’s relieved but a bigger part of you that’s a little disappointed.

Your clothes are splayed across your bed and you drop the towel around you before slipping on the new outfit. Now you just gotta do the rest.

///////////

Looking over yourself in the mirror, you deem your work finally done and stand up. You stretch for a second before picking out your shoes. Should you wear heels? Sandals? Maybe even boots? Tapping your finger lightly against your chin, you make your decision and drag out your choice of shoe.

There’s a large clock on of your wall and you peek at it. It’s currently 1:30 PM. Unexpectedly, a knock sounds from your door.

Gingerly opening the door you’re met with Beomgyu, he gives you a polite smile and asks, “What movie are we seeing?”. You notice the way he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth and you yearn for something, you’re not sure what but the urge is there.

“Oh, yea, uh, some rom com. I forgot the title, sorry if you don’t like rom coms”. There’s a tinge of guilt that strikes you, you didn’t even ask him what movie he’d like to go see.

“No no, it’s okay. Thank you, Ms. L/n”. His smile deepens before he walks away, you watch him as he descends the stairs. Would it be crazy of you to think of this as a date? You know this is his job but there’s a small part of you that might believe he has a thing for you. That’s probably just the delusion though.

///////////////

The time reads 6:10, it’s finally time to leave. You’ve been alternating between the kitchen and your room for the past several hours. You pull on your shoes and grab your purse—shoving your phone into it. Swinging open your door, you step into the hallway and down the stairs.

Beomgyu is on your couch, doing something on his phone before he takes notice of your presence. “Ready?” He asks, you nod and wait for him to get up and put his shoes on before opening the door. The way he’s walking next you to has one of his hands brushing up against your arm and you fight the urge to grip your heart.

Your car comes into view and you dig out your keys from your mess of a purse. The car responds to the unlock button and you both get in. The theatre isn’t too far away so you have plenty of time, as you put the car into reverse you spot Beomgyu’s thighs. They would probably make the best seat, you’re so attracted to him it’s crazy.

You come to a stop light and see his hand in your peripheral rub the clothed skin of his thigh and give it a light squeeze. That has you clenching your thighs together, his hands would feel like heaven against you.

The light turns green and you let out a, silent, shaky breath. Another turn and you’re pulling into the theatre’s parking lot. It’s always packed in the summer so you hope you find good seats. The place is crowded and in, apparent, Beomgyu fashion he settles a hand on dip of your lower back until you get to the front desk.

You greet them and ask for 2 tickets to the movie you were gonna watch, the lady smiles at you both and says, “This movie is perfect for couples, enjoy”. As you give her the money. Your eyes widen and you go to deny it.

“Oh, N-“ But you were cut off.

“That’s great, thank you”. Beomgyu speaks over you, pulling you to the concession stand by the hand on your back. Your face and ears feel hot and you hope it’s not noticeable, but you don’t say anything to him about it as you wait in line. He rubs his thumb on your skin ever so slightly and you kinda just wanna jump his bones right now.

“Next”.

The menu is filled with different candies, drinks, and greasy foods. Your eyes land on your favorite candy so you add that to your mental food cart. You’ll get a water too.

As you’re almost done ordering you forget to add the last thing, “Can I also get a large popcorn, please?”. The cashier nods and gathers all of the food and drinks you both ordered, you pay for the last time and search for theatre 18.

“Do you think it’s this way? Or that way?”. You mutter at him, there’s a fork in the road and a sea of people. He drags you one way with a hand now settled, snuggly, against your waist.

Turns out he was right , theatre 18 is at the end of this long, crowded, hallway. The hand on your waist maneuvers you around people and it has you thinking of some pretty inappropriate thoughts.

You enter the theatre and look for any open spots, there’s single chairs sprinkled through out but you can spot 3 empty ones all the way in the back. Getting his attention, you point at them.

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So far the movie is okay, you expected better but it’s kinda boring. You’re half way through the popcorn Beomgyu is currently eating. You discreetly watch him, that ransom threat was the best thing to ever happen to you. You now get to hang out with Beomgyu for god knows how long. He takes notice of your staring and turns to you, “Do you want some?”. Her refers to the popcorn and you panic, if you don’t take it how will you explain your staring? If you do take it you will pop, you can’t eat anymore.

“Oh, um. I’m okay, thank you…” The sheepish look on your face is obvious even if he can’t see you very well. You turn back to the screen and swallow the nerves beginning to build in your throat. The shadows cast upon his face made him look even more chiseled and it did things to you.

The one thing that made your insides turn into literal soup was when a loud scene was unfolding, Beomgyu tapped you on the shoulder to say something but you couldn’t hear him. You mouth ‘what’?’ so he leans in and brushes the shell of your ear with his lips.

“Can you pass the popcorn?”.

The question was innocent, yet a shiver runs through your spine and goosebumps bloom across your neck. You seriously wouldn’t mind if he bent you over infront of everyone in this theatre.

Your breath is shaky as you exhale while plucking the bowl off the ground. You assume he says ‘thank you’ as his lips move.

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“Good movie, what did you think?” You agree and think about what you liked about it. Honestly, you were barely paying attention. Beomgyu takes up your mind 99% of the time.

“I loved that one part…with the flowers”.

“Oh, me too. What about that one part with the bear?” He looks at you excitedly and your eyes slightly widen.

“Loved that part, too. It was great”.

Your eyebrows furrow at the sudden guffaw he lets out, “There wasn’t a bear in the movie, you weren’t paying attention were you?”.

He laughs harder at the look on your face as you get closer to the bathrooms, still giggling he says, “I’m gonna be right back. Stay here”

You purse your lips until you giggle too. There’s a bench directly to your left and you go to set everything down, sitting after. People of all shapes and sizes walk through the hallway as you sit.The unexpected tap on your shoulder has you whipping your head to the side.

A man stands there, he wears sunglasses—indoors, and carries a flirtatious smile. You’re immediately not interested, “Can I help you?”.

He’s already getting on your nerves and he hasn’t even said anything yet. Other men just aren’t as good as Beomgyu.

“I see you’re sitting here alone. Need some company?” He says before taking a seat WAY too close to you. You hold back the sound of disgust and laugh nervously. “I’m okay”. You scoot away from him but it only seems to egg him on as he scoots closer.

“Listen dude, can you fuck off? I’m not interested”. You huff at him, his smile drops and his mouth opens ready to say something.

“Listen, you bi-“.

“Can I help you?”. You hear, Beomgyu stands to your right with an, incredibly, intimidating look on his face. Just like when you met him his hair falls infront of his eyes and it fully catches your attention. You don’t even look towards the other dude, completely forgetting about him and the interaction.

Beomgyu huffs and just like before, you want to jump his bones. Your underwear sticks to you uncomfortably and you wish you could ask him to help you out. His shoulders drop slowly and he grabs your wrist, yanking you up and through the dispersing crowd. You trip over your feet a few times before he lets go of you in the parking lot.

“Give me your keys”. His deep voice almost startles you, rummaging through your purse you finally find them and give it to him. Unlocking your car, he politely opens the passenger door for you before rounding the front of the vehicle and hopping in the drivers seat.

“Are you okay?”. You ask in a small voice, you stare at him wide eyed and a bit afraid. His, large, hands grip your steering wheel tightly. The veins in them popping out deliciously.

“Y/n”.

He looks over at you and your blood freezes, he’s never called you that before. And the look he’s giving you through his hair has your hands clenching.

“Y-yes?”. Your voice is shaky and soft as his, harsh, gaze pierces through you.

“I-”.

RING

He sighs and fishes out the phone from his left pocket, “Hello?”.

You don’t hear the other person on the line as Beomgyu swallows his anger.

“Yes, Sir”. He pulls the device away from his ear as the call ends.

“We’re going home”.

//////////////

The entire car ride was tense, with sexual tension or normal tension—you’re not sure. Either way you open your window to alleviate the rising heat in your body.

Beomgyu is silent even after you park and enter the house. Your shoulders slump as you enter the threshold of your room, but of course, your phone rings at the same time. ‘Karina’ pops up and you mentally pepare yourself.

“Hey”

“Hey, y/n. We’re all going out clubbing tonight, you should come”

“I’m gonna have to break out my fake ID but okay, pick me up in an hour?”

“Sounds good, and bring that bodyguard of yours” She giggles.

You let a fake laugh and say your goodbyes. There’s no way you’re bringing him, you’re gonna actually have to sneak out successfully this time.

“Ms. L/n, can I come in?” The voice is distinct and has you almost swooning.

“Yea, come in”

He wears a tired expression, “I’m going to sleep but I wanted to apologize for earlier. I’m not sure what came over me”.

“Oh, it’s okay. Don’t apologize”. The reassuring smile on your face mends his overactive mind and thoughts. “Thank you, Ms. L/n. I’ll see you in the morning”. When he leaves, you feel guilty for trying to sneak out, but you honestly wanna find someone to take your mind off of him.

Your closet is full of dresses and you’re stumped between 3 cocktail ones. Holding them up by the hanger, you pose with them infront your mirror. Your mind is made up relatively fast as you pick the 2nd one. It’s a short, black, dress with a deep v cut.

Now onto shoes, should you wear a taller heel? They’re cute but moving will be painful. Flats? Ew no. So, you meet in the middle and settle on some really cute mary janes.

After you’re done getting ready and take a seat on your bed, what if Beomgyu saw you in this? Would he be grossed out? Would he think you were pretty? Wow, you have such a fat crush on him. You usually weren’t one for lovey dovey stuff. But Beomgyu brought out such intense feelings from the bottom of your heart. Just thinking about him has your heart rate spiking. A ding from your phone startles you.

karina; Be there in 20

Letting out a soft sigh, you lean back to grab at your remote, putting on some random show. Maybe that’ll make it seem like you’re really in here later, you’re hoping.

///////////////

You get the text that she’s waiting for you so you slip off your shoes and quietly pad across the hallway. The house is pitch black and you have to use your phone flashlight while you descend the stairs. You unlock the door quietly and open it the same. Standing on your porch, you ever so slightly close the door, relief floods you as you get it closed.

Her headlights light up your garage door and you worry that might wake Beomgyu up.

“Aw you didn’t bring your boy toy, you’re no fun y/n” Karina whines, you hold back the eye roll as you jokingly apologize. Excitement courses through you as you think of the guys that might be there, they might even be hotter than Beomgyu. But you’re honestly not sure if that’s possible. Clipping back on your shoes you buckle your seatbelt and lean back.

The ride there was full of loud music and giggling. When Karina wasn’t teasing you you really enjoyed spending time with your friends.

“Alright, we’re here ladies”. She says as she finds a parking spot. The small purse in your hand is snug in your palms as everybody stumbles out. The line to the door isn’t very long, thankfully. Getting in you all crack jokes and laugh until you spot someone who’s ahead of you in line. Tonight is gonna be great if theres more people that look like him.

“ID’s”. The staff asks, he’s a giant burly dude with a beard and watermelon sized biceps. You’re the last to be checked and you almost think he sees right through your bullshit. The man narrows his eyes at your ID and hands it back to you.

“Good to go”.

You smile brightly and stride into the club. It’s unbelievably loud, red and blue lasers litter the air and you instantly recognize the song. “Let’s go drink first”. Momo chimes in, holding as many hands as she can so nobody gets lost. You all shimmy through the crowd and you could really use Beomgyu right now, you’ve gotten a bit used to being guided through large groups of people.

The bar is surprisingly empty as you all take a seat next to each other, it’s nice being a good distance away from everyone for once in here.

“What can I get you ladies?”.

They spew off their orders, and to be honest, you’ve never heard of half of them. When the man turns to you notice he has similar hair to Beomgyu.

You seriously need to stop thinking about him, oh my god. You don’t need anything strong so you settle with a margarita, just something to loosen you up a little. He nods and turns around, grabbing bottles and cups.

“I’m shocked you were able to sneak out, Y/n. I’ve taught you well”. Karina giggles, almost tripping over air. Karina can be such a good friend when she wants to be, but when men are involved she’s completely different.

“Thanks for asking me to come along, I appreciate it” You softly smile.

Her features soften and she smiles back, turning to the bartender when he gives her her drink. The margarita that sits in front of you looks tropical and delicious. The little umbrella makes you chuckle as you take a sip, you’re not a big fan of alcohol so it’s nice.

“Oh my god, did you hear about Taehyun?”. Momo giggles, you don’t really bother paying attention to the gossip so you scan the area you’re in. It’s hard to see very far, because of the people and how dark it is but you can just barely make out the guy from the line earlier. He’s walking towards the bar, his lips seem to form a natural pout as he saunters over to a seat not far from you.

The bartender notices him and you can’t figure out what he ordered. You don’t even notice how long you’v been staring for until he makes eye contact with you. Loose strands of his hair fall in front of his enticing eyes and it draws you in.

You watch as his eyes drift from yours, down your figure and then back up. His lip is trapped under his front teeth as he checks you out. Surprisingly, he gives you a flirty wave and a wink after he downs the shot he ordered.

His face is undeniably attractive, his obvious confidence only adds on to it. The man looks away eventually so you do the same, turning back to your friends who are shoving each other at the moment.

“Hey”.

You almost jump at the voice to your side, turning to it you discover it’s the guy from before. Wow, he looks so much better up close. His hair is pushed back aside from some strands in his face.

“Hi, can I help you?”. You hope the smile on your face makes your sentence not as off putting. He glances away for a second as he lightly chuckles, his thumb comes up to swipe at his bottom lip.

“I’m Yeonjun, I just wanted to say that you look stunning”. His voice is sultry and laced with honey, if you weren’t sitting your knees would probably buckle. You shyly giggle and wave off his compliment.

“I’m y/n”. The smirk on his face is alluring as he checks you out up close.

“Well, Y/n. Would you like to dance?”. His hand brushes against your waist and you try not to be too eager as you respond. “I’d love to”. Turning to your friends you nod at him so they get the idea, they all give you the thumbs up and wink at you playfully.

Yeonjun stands and holds out his hand, “Shall we?”. You grin at him and take his hand, he guides you through the sea of people to the filled dance floor and places his hands on your hips. You get the idea pretty quickly as he presses into your backside, the first grind tests the waters and the second is more needy. Soon you are grinding into him to the beat of the random song playing, your hand slithers up his form to his nape and the other one grips one of his own holding your waist.

Yeonjun leans down to whisper into your warmed ears, “You’re really good at this”. You almost moan when his lips skim over the skin of your neck, when you grind into him harder he meets you halfway and you’re basically fucking on the dance floor.

He takes it a step further and lands open mouthed kisses on your neck, the scrape of his teeth against your pulse point has you clenching your thighs tightly.

“Do you wanna-”. Yeonjun is unfortunately cut off when your arm is harshly tugged, you’re ripped from him and only get to let out a “Call me”. You really hope he remembers the girls you were with so this isn’t the last time you see him.

Now…what the fuck? You can barely see the person dragging you because they’re weaving through so many people, the lights don’t help either. You think the person would stop once you’re off the dance floor but they drag you fully outside.

“Beomgyu?”. Oh shit, how did he find you? Is he gonna tell your dad?

He doesn’t say anything as he drags you to your own car. It’s already unlocked as he pushes you into the passenger seat, memories flash back to the first time this happened. He gets in and anger quickly floods in your brain. You were so close to forgetting all about your suffocating crush on him, Yeonjun was the perfect person to take your mind off of Beomgyu.

“What’s your problem?”. You finally say as he drives down a busy road, you can’t see his face because of his hair but you honestly don’t care if he’s mad.

“Like seriously, I was having a great time and you just had to ruin it. Thanks a lot, asshole”. You spit at him, you wanna cry so bad. Just being with Beomgyu taunts you. That seems to strike a nerve with him as he jerks the car to suddenly turn, you end up in a dark and empty parking lot. The only light is from a dim light post at the entrance.

You don’t try and stop your word vomit. “I was finally getting along with my friends too, everything was going fine. Do you realize how hard it is to be around you?” Knowing where this is going your eyes well with tears, it has to be said. “I was finally distracting myself from you and what to do you? Mess it up, i’m so tired of pining after you. All I wanted to do was forget how much i fucking like y-” Your words are silent as one of his hands cradles your face while he leans down to kiss you.

His lips are just as soft as you expected them to be, maybe even more. You can feel how nervous he is as he presses harder into you, changing the atmosphere of the kiss. He breaks away for a split second to harshly pant against your lips before connecting them again and almost devouring your lips. You kiss back with just as much force, a gravelly groan escapes him at your action and he maneuvers the hand on your cheek to grip your jaw.

Wordlessly, he ushers you on his lap—never breaking the searing, lustful, kiss you’re sharing. His hands roam your abdomen but end up on your waist.

“You look so slutty for me in this dress”. He mutters against your lips. You reply with an experimental grind into his crotch. Both of you react with a light sound and his grip on you tightens to help you swivel your hips on him correctly.

He’s getting harder by the second and it has your mind reeling. You fully pull away to whine, “Touch me, Gyu”.

“Watch it, pretty girl. I don’t think you’re the one in charge here, hm? Get in the back”. His voice is cold and you don’t have to be told twice before crawling into your back seat—taking off your shoes the second you sit down. Beomgyu tips his head back for a second and palms himself over his pants before meeting you in your backseat.

He’s on you in seconds, lips attaching to your flushed neck instantly. His kisses move up towards your ear and over your shoulder until he gets to the strap of your dress, his fingers trail up your arm until they take ahold of the strap and pull it down. He pulls down the other one and peels the dress until it’s under your breasts. His lips never leave your skin as he concentrates trailing his mouth down your collarbones and chest.

He nips at the valley in between your breasts and runs his tongue over the red skin. Your hands are currently fisting his thick shirt as your hips try and find any possible smidgen of friction. Beomgyu notices how quickly you melted and submitted to him.

“You’re so needy, do you want more, Angel?” His voice is breathy as he speaks against your neck.

“Please, please give me more Beomgyu”

He stops for a second, moves his head away from you so he can look you on the eyes. His gaze pierces through you in the best way possible.

“It’s Sir, understand?”.

You’re like a deer caught in headlights as you nod dumbly at his erotic statement.

“Yes, Sir”. You mumble through the prominent pout on your lips. He seems pleased with your answer and goes back to assaulting your neck and chest. The feeling of your skin being sucked between his teeth is heightened when his fingers sneak up to your breasts. He gropes the flesh and groans into your marked neck.

“I knew you’d have perfect tits, Angel”.

You let out a whine as he continues, “Ever since I saw you in that towel I knew”. Your hands get lost in his dark brown hair as you’re put under his spell. His hands abandon your breasts to push down the dress fully, the clothing lands on the center con.

Beomgyu leans back and settles on his knees, he takes one of your legs and spreads it wide so he can get a good view of your damp underwear. He’s silent as his fingers drift up and prod at your center, first at your clothed hole and then your clit. The finger he uses swirls around the bud for a second before he grips the waistband of the material and yanks it off of you.

You watch him in awe as he takes care of you, you’ve been wanting this exact thing to happen ever since the dream you’ve had of him.

“Angel, do you remember the first night I slept at your house?” He talks casually as if his fingers aren’t spreading you open for him. It’s difficult to respond due to your heart dropping in humiliation and his fingers delving into your opening.

The stretch of his middle and ring finger is addicting and intoxicating. A swift pinch to your thigh brings you back, “I asked you a question, Angel”.

“Yes, I remember, Sir”. He bites his lip at your breathy voice, he can’t believe this is happening.

“I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, and what do I hear? The woman i’m supposed to be looking after pleasuring herself. You wouldn’t happen to know what i’m talking about, would you, Angel?”. He’s smug as he calls you out, the air is sucked from your lungs and your legs would’ve closed if not for the death grip he has on one.

Instead of getting embarrassed you decide to try and embrace it, yea you did touch yourself to the thought of him. “Yes, Sir. Had a dream about you”.

Your confession flicks a smirk onto his features.

“Oh you did? Tell me, Angel, what happened?”. He’s loving this way too much, you had a dream about him? And to add fuel to the fire, you touched yourself to the thought of it.

Your cheeks are unbelievably hot as you relive the dream, “I was on my hands and knees for you..” You stop there, the embarrassment you were trying so hard to push down found it’s way back up again. “I’ll make a deal with you, Angel. If you cum for me right now…I’ll make your dreams come true, hm?”.

You eagerly nod and grind your hips as his fingers become faster, he bends them in a ‘come hither’ motion and pairs it with a rub to your clit with his thumb.

“Doing so good for me, fuck you’re so wet”. His praise is even better than what you imagined that night, his thumb picks up pace and your whimpering in whining in return. “You sound so pretty for me, Angel”.

It doesn’t take his praise long before it has you throwing your head back and loudly moaning. Your skin feels like flames as the delicious waves of pleasure roll through you. He helps you ride out your high and then pulls out his fingers, sticking them between his lips. The sight has you in a trance but the way he tells you to open your mouth before sticking the same fingers in has you gone.

“You taste so good, don’t you?”.

You nod your head, whining and looking up at him expectantly. “Since you did so good for me, get on all fours, Angel”. You don’t waste a second before you’re sticking your ass up and leaning on your folded arms. He darkly chuckles at you before you see his shirt fall onto the floor of your car, next the sound of his belt clinks and it has you clenching around nothing.

He stops what he’s doing for a moment and asks, “Can you open this for me?” You turn your head in curiosity to see him holding a silver foil, he brings it closer to your lips so you bite the corner and tear it open. Beomgyu watches intently and feels himself pulse after. He lets out groans as he rolls it on, his fist is tight but he knows you’re tighter.

His hands soon meet your back and they feel amazing as they rub the skin of your hips and waist. “Ready for me, Angel?”.

You moan and push your ass back, his erection is pressed into you and it has you letting out a wanton moan.

“Words, Angel. Use your words”. He reprimands lightly. “Please, please fuck me, Sir. Need you so bad”.

“You need me? You need me to make you feel good, hm?”. He’s getting off on the fact you only need him, nobody else. He gives in at your whiny yes’s and lines himself before pushing in.

“Sir-fuck”. Even with a condom you can still feel every vein and ridge on him, your toes curl at the initial breach and you unknowingly hold your breath. He bottoms out as he groans, nails digging into your skin. Beomgyu looks down at where you’re connected and almost comes right then and there, you’re so wet that you’re dripping onto the seat. His hips jerk forward at the sight and you clench at the sudden moment.

His pace starts slow at first, he drinks you in. Your smell, your voice, how wet you are for him, and how good you look bent over. But, soon after he goes faster he’s fueled with jealousy once more.

“Bet you wish I was that guy you were with, hm? You want me to go get him?”. He grits out through clenched teeth, voice cold.

“Only want you, Sir. Nobody else”. He smugly smirks as he tips his head back, pace never faltering. “You’re mine, Angel. All mine, no one else’s. Understand?”. His voice is commanding and has you trying your best to answer, but the relentless push and pull of him inside of your most intimate areas has muttering and babbling taking over. He gets how you feel but there’s no way he’s letting you out of this without answering, so he leans over you and wraps your hair around his fist—pulling your head up.

“I said, understand?”.

You breathe deeply and try your best, “Y-yes, Sir. I’m a-all y-yours”. He drops your head back down but doesn’t move back to his original position, instead he wraps both arms your stomach and hammers into you. You moan and whine as you drool onto the seat, your legs tremble and threaten to give out any second.

“God, I love seeing you like this. Can barely speak because you love my cock so much”. He lets out a loud moan at the way you clench at his words. He’s drowning in you and couldn’t love it more.

Your noises pick up in volume, along with the way you clench more, he deduces you’re probably gonna come soon.

“You close, Angel? Come for me”. He eggs you on, he loosens a hand wrapped around you and pinches your throbbing clit. The action pushes you over the edge and you’re coming again, you babble out random praises and curse words as you clamp your eyes shut.

Beomgyu pulls out of you and sits down, tipping his head back against the seat and waiting for you to catch your breath. When you come to again it takes you a second to push yourself up. Looking over at him, your jaw almost drops. His lip is caught between his teeth, his eyes are hooded in lust, his skin is flushed and sweaty, and he’s lazily stroking himself while looking you in the eye.

“Come over here and ride me, Angel”. He beckons you over, you couldn’t possibly resist such a request so you scoot over and straddle his thighs. His cock is pushed directly against your cunt and it takes every ounce of restraint in you to not keep grinding against him like this. You raise yourself and he once again pushes himself into you.

He leans forward and grips your ass, kissing the sweaty skin of your neck. His rushed kisses move down to your breasts once more and he takes one into his mouth, both of you moan at it and you stop for a second to grind your hips against his. He lets it go to flattens his tongue over it, swirling over the bud.

“S-sir, oh my god”. He leaves your nipple and tips his head back again, moaning. You’ve never been with someone so vocal before, it’s so hot when he lets out noises and it pushes you closer.

“My angel is so perfect for me, this pussy is mine”. He mutters out, his hips start to meet yours as he thrusts upwards. It takes you by surprise and a small wave of pleasure racks you, so you almost fall onto him and wrap your arms around his neck. You stop moving as his hips fully take over, the hands on your ass push you into him and bring you directly to the edge.

“Gonna cum again, Sir”. You slur out, he hums at you and thrusts faster. “Coming again, Angel. That’s so cute, do it”. His pubic bone rolls against your clit and that’s all it takes for you to come again, your walls spasm around him as you momentarily forget where you are, he’s everywhere all at once and it has your mind hazy.

He’s soon stilling and pushing you further down on him, his hips stutter a bit as he groans out your name while filling the condom. You both are left sweaty and panting.

“Sorry I snuck out”. You mutter as you detach your arms from him, he smiles and lightly chuckles. “It’s okay, I understand”.

He pulls out of you and you both find your respective clothing, you’re pulling up the straps of your dress while he’s getting rid of the condom, but a thought has you pausing. “Did you mean what you said?”. You murmur towards him, he runs a hand through his damp hair and looks at you. “Did you mean what you said?”.

Warmth floods your face again and you can’t look at him as you nod, “Yea, I did”. He doesn’t answer your previous question as he scoots closer and takes your face into his hands, planting a loving kiss onto your swollen lips.

“I like-”. He’s cut off by the ringing of your phone, your heart stops in your chest. What if it’s your dad? Beomgyu seems to think the same as his eyes widen. Your purse is left on the front seat and you grab it before searching for your phone.

Both of your shoulders visibly drop in relief as you read the contact name.-‘Karina’.

“Hello?”

“Y/n, where are you? We’ve been searching everywhere”

“Oh, um-”

“Why do you sound like that? Oh my god did you have sex?”

Your breathing stops and Beomgyu tries his hardest not to laugh loudly.

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pairing. heeseung x female reader

genre. friends older brother AU, explicit smutty smut smut, one shot

warnings. profanity, y/n caught peeping, dom heeseung- he gets mean, masturbation, oral, rough unprotected sex. minors DNI.

wc. 5000

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“aren’t we too old to play this game?”

“ahh don’t act so pretentious, you’re just mad that it’s your turn.” your friend replies in a snarky tone, dangling an accusing finger in your face.

“fine, whatever.” you mutter, feeling the pressure of judgemental stares burning across your face. “dare.”

an orchestra of girlish ‘oooooo’ sounds burst around you, a telltale sign of immaturity.

“scandalous.” one of your friends says, filing her nails into perfect oval shapes. “I have the perfect dare for you.”

she shares a knowing look around the circle you all sit in. tapping her chin with the crystal nail board file in her hand deviously. “sneak into Heeseung’s room and bring back a pair of boxers.. blue ones!”

“what?!”

she smirks, shrugging and directing her chin toward the stairs leading up to the bedroom in question. “you chose dare.”

“don’t stress too much about it.” your friend whispers low enough for the group behind you to not pick up on. leading you up the stairs, she fathoms up an excuse that you may get lost and end up in her parents bedroom instead of her older brother’s. “Heeseung went out a while ago with Jay, he shouldn’t be back until later.”

“I know where his room is..” 

“you looked worried,” she stops at the top of the stairs with you, clutching onto your forearm. “don’t let them get to you, I really don’t care that you have a crush on my brother.”

“I d-don’t” you start to splutter, grateful that the hallway light is turned off, masking the heat rising up your cheeks with shadows. 

“seriously, it’s okay. I’m used to it.” she pats your shoulder, directing a thumb back down the stairs. “try not to get lost!”

“I don’t even like Heeseung like that..” you mumble to yourself, calmly striding toward his bedroom door. “what did she even mean…used to what?!”

the door before you draws a cringeful expression across your features, adorned with a thin metal plaque that says ‘BEWARE OF DOG’ in bright orange letters against a black background. “god, whose yard did he steal this from?”

“what a dork..” it’s mostly to keep yourself level headed, unable to fight the tremble ripping down to the tips of your fingers as you graze the bedroom’s door handle. “he’s not home.”

taking a deep breath, you nod to reassure yourself, you really have nothing to worry about. 

unless you get caught, of course.

Heeseung’s room is— as you should have expected, a disaster. unmade bed, crooked posters strewn all over four walls, some half peeled off. chains and jeans pile up on the floor surrounded by clunky skater sneakers and two boards.

his musk wafts through the air, tickling a pathway up your nostrils; stirring memories, memories you tried to forget.

memories of Heeseung coming home dripping in sweat, chugging down water with a heated gaze shadowed by the fan his eyelashes create where he stood. sip after sip without breaking a trance-like stare, slicing through your soul to expose secrets you try to keep to yourself.

secrets you aren’t even willing to share with your closest friends— Heeseung’s sister sat across from you giggling over her current boy of the week; too caught up in flirtatious banter to notice your discomfort. sweat itched at your nape, resorting to your anxious habit of picking at your nails to contain your nerves. 

Heeseung noticed though, thoroughly enjoying how your leg began to bounce the longer he took to finish off the glass of water forming condensation in his grip. foggy moisture seeped down his wrist, trickles streamed down his throat. all of it grabbing your attention as you pretended to stretch and flitter a glance around the room.

even as he tapped off the glass and dried off his pout with the back of his hand, he continued to burn holes into your side. adding more taunt where he stood, displaying an act of contemplation by tapping his chin thoughtfully. 

“hmmm” he murmured, shifting from foot to foot to aid his next decision. snapping his thumb and index finger, the light bulb turned on in his mind igniting flames throughout his iris; glinting bright and lively even as his eyelids lowered, fitting you with a lazy look.

“ah, there it is.” Heeseung said- to himself, despite your less than discrete stare. he smirked, toying with you by never breaking eye contact as he moved closer in slow motion. beads of sweat lined his forehead, pouring down faster with each step he took.

“excuse me.” he said flatly, averting his attention to the area just behind you. bending forward, the top of his shirt grazed your nose, instantly smacked with the scent of lingering body wash. hints of woodsy undertones masked by a fresh aroma of dark berries; tickling up high enough to reach your brain. 

Heeseung huffed, dipping in closer until your lips pressed to his shoulder, involuntarily puckering against the damp white cotton t-shirt clinging to his warm skin; leaving residue of your natural tone pink lip gloss to stain the heavily bleached material.

“thought I had lost this.” he grinned, passing a cartoon keychain between his fingers. 

“uh..” biting down on the sides of your tongue, you sank deeper into your seat. stuck on a dollop of sweat bubbled at the tip of Heeseung’s nose, hanging precariously, begging to be licked away.

he blinked, slowly returning to your gaze, tilting to the side just enough for the bead of sweat to drop; drop and land upon your upper lip, hot enough to expel steam and cause your mouth to tremble.

“I’ll be going to my room now.” with that, Heeseung spun on his foot, strutting out of the kitchen, out of your line of sight.

that memory painted the depths of your mind, screaming and cursing to yourself as you drove home.

“what did he even mean! going to his room?!? was I supposed to follow him?!?” 

and now, standing in Heeseung’s bedroom, dragging your fingers across his unkempt bedding, you ask yourself again-

“what did he mean!” you sigh, plopping onto his bed. engulfed by pillows coated in his scent. a scent that’s lodged itself deep within your sense, so much so that you recognize the moment Heeseung steps foot into the room now.

“who cares anyway.” you grunt, ignoring the ‘I care’ your subconscious responds with.

blue boxers, that’s what you’re here for. not to reminisce a failed crush that would never lead to more than mysterious glances and one sided lust.

the problem is, Heeseung has lines upon lines of drawers. most you find filled with mangas and porn, buried beneath old textbooks and skateboard magazines. growing more frustrated with yourself as you keep pausing to look through each item and lose track of time.

“don’t worry about it, feel better dude.”

Heeseung’s rich voice reaches your ears, followed by heavy footsteps ascending down the hallway. 

“fuck! shit fuckfuck!!” you curse, scanning the bedroom with quick lightning speed. the best option 5 feet away-- to hide inside of Heeseung’s closet.

holding your breath, you gingerly step inside, careful to shut the door just enough to not make a sound as Heeseung’s bedroom door closes behind him noisily.

he trudges in listlessly, turning his head side to side with a bored look. stopping abruptly as something near the closet catches his eye, a white t-shirt..

seemingly pleased, Heeseung picks up the garment between two fingers, striding over to his bed. he sighs, smirking and turning the shirt in his hold, stopping to admire a part of it. 

the part still carrying your lip stain from months ago. never once washed after that day, Heeseung found it cute at first. cute until he remembered the way your thighs clenched together, the shortness of your breath, and each nervous look you snuck toward him.

“cute..” he says to himself, pushing back to settle against the wall. Heeseung’s lips protrude in thought, setting the shirt next to himself to unzip his jeans.

shit. shit shit shit. 

you should look away, you shouldn’t continue to watch him shimmying out of his boxers through a small crack with your forehead perched on the doorframe. 

blue boxers rest on the middle of his thighs, shoving up his shirt enough for his throbbing length to breathe freely. you have to bite down on your lip, grab at the wall, whatever you can find surrounding you to stay stable. 

Heeseung licks a trail of spit up his palm, hissing and wrapping a fist around the base of his length as his other hand lowers, smoothing and rubbing the tip of his cock. pre-cum smears, mixing in with saliva, pushed lower to circle and tug around himself.

the worst and best part are really his reactions to each motion. a tight furrow between his eyebrows, teeth sunk into his bottom lip, and speckles of pink rising from his throat to the apple of his cheeks.

his throat, on full display, huffing out short breathy moans as he builds a speed around himself. his hips lift every now and then, rolling up to fuck into his palm with more urgency. tossing his head side to side when he squeezes at the base torturously.

he’s toying with himself, serving just enough pleasure to make it feel good and fill his balls. enough to fool himself once again with the idea of getting off, only to halt and grunt, work himself to a painful orgasm the longer he resists. 

heat tickles throughout his belly, lowering to ride down to the tip of his shaft. glistening with a thin sheen of spit and pre-cum aiding to each glide under his pumping fist. 

he’s drawing up, hips rutting side to side in search of something to bury himself in. eyeing the shirt next to him, he squeaks, breathlessly moaning your name. rutting up faster with his knees bent, shoving his socked cover toes deeper into the bed.

“fuck..” you near cry, buckling at your knees; weakened and exhausted from only watching, itching through your palms like a dog in heat to be the one stroking his length. 

“fuck, I’m such a creep for this..” rubbing your thighs together like matches, you stumble back, gasping and knocking into a row of hung clothes. metal clatters, and the airy sound of wads of clothing smacking onto the floor circle around you. all of that coming to a stop as the closet door rips open.

“what the fuck?!”

Heeseung’s shadow looms over you, tucked back into his blue boxers, secured under his jeans. frazzled and infuriated where he stands with his eyes nearly bulged out. 

“I— oh crap..” you stutter, holding your hands up defenselessly. “I can explain!”

“you’ve been in here this entire time?!?” he exclaims, pupils blown. pushing away and shaking his head as he rips at tufts of hair. “WERE YOU WATCHING ME?”

“Heeseung! no no! really, listen!!” you crawl, stumbling on weak ankles to scamper after him. “it was just a dare!”

“a dare to hide in my closet?!” he’s pissed, hissing shouts between gritted teeth. 

“no! I..I—I..” 

crossing his arms, he stands intimidating above you appearing disgusted by your stuttering, fixing you with a piercing glare. “what did you see, huh?”

“n-nothing..” you lie, you never were good at lying though..

he scoffs, tongue clicking loudly against the backs of his teeth. nodding and rolling his neck around. “you have to show me whatever you saw.”

“huh?” 

“don’t play dumb.” Heeseung scolds you with a condescending tone. “you hid in my closet and watched me jerk off. you know what that makes you?”

“I didn’t! I didn’t watch!” you scramble to deny, clutching onto his thighs to pull yourself up. he sets his hand on your shoulder, shifting to leverage his weight there.

“you did, just like a no good creep.” reading shame written across your face, he leers, dipping his thumb into your clavicle until you squirm. “unless you want me to let my sister know what a filthy little pervert her friend is, you better do as I say.”

“Hee, please..don’t be like this!” you plead, grimacing from his fingers sinking into your shoulder. “what do you want me to do!”

“what? you’re the only one who gets to have a free show?” Heeseung smirks, aiming his chin to direct you toward his bed. “show me exactly what you saw. don’t make me repeat myself again.”

his menacing low tone makes your spine shrivel, silently nodding as you clamber onto his bed. eyeing the t-shirt still laid on his pillow, Heeseung follows your line of sight, mumbling a curse under his breath.

“I knew you were lying.” climbing on with you, he moves closer using his knees. nodding for you to sit against the wall just as he had. “your trembling thighs gave you away anyway.”

“I didn’t…see everything.” you did, but something about building onto your lie added thrill to your current predicament. 

when Heeseung said he’d be going to his room in a suggestive manner, you stayed put. rooted to your seat as your mind whirled with scenarios that could unfold if you followed after him. scenarios you’d continue to create for months, daydreaming of landing yourself in this position. sprawled on his bed, filled with fear, excitement, exploding nerves, heat and desire.

“oh yeah?” he mocks, grinning, smoothing his palms up your bare calves to your knees. “like what you saw? like what you heard?”

he knows you heard him moaning your name, pummeling his fist imagining you convulsing around him. begging and bursting into tears; urging him to slow down, and fuck you harder at the same time.

pushing against your knees, he doesn’t give you much time to respond. pinching up your inner thighs until he can tease at the lining of your pajama shorts. “Hello Kitty pjs..”

biting back a smile, he motions for you to hurry up, tapping his wrist to say you’re wasting his time. “exactly how I did it.”

“oka-okay..” in a quick action, you’re shimmying out of your pjs and panties. the man before you freezing, expecting more of a fight. a shy look and squished together thighs licks arousal through his gut, painfully aching as you duck your chin to hide the embarrassment staining your cheeks.

Heeseung never managed to finish getting off with you interrupting his alone time. he’s hard as a rock, trapped against his abdomen throbbing pitifully. tense and rageful, more frustrated by your much too slow movements.

“is that what I did?” he questions with no confusion, continuing to speak in a stern manner. Heeseung jerks his head, jaw tight to keep up a strong image. “come on, what are you waiting for.”

slowly, you stretch open, hitting him with the visual of your naked wet core. the bedding beneath you turns darker, pooled with wetness trickling down past your rim. 

Heeseung has to swallow, prominent Adam’s apple bobbing up and down to quill his dry throat. he gestures for you to continue on, hypnotized by your fingers inching closer and closer to your mound. 

he’s struck, in awe watching your pussy folds part open. fat clit ready to be abused, riper than fresh fruit, dripping with sweet honey. his fist slams into the bed, nodding with urgency. “touch yourself, do it like I did.”

you listen, biting on your lip with your skin gathering between your brows. frustrated beyond belief to only just now get to touch yourself. ragged breaths leave your lips faster, trembling against your vocal chords with whimpered moans.

“god..” Heeseung’s neck drops, licking away the drool that’s dribbling out past the seam of his lips. heart shattering as he watches you circle your entrance, tapping and prodding two finger tips in just to feel your pulse speed up. “fuck..”

growing confidence and losing yourself to the pleasure, you arch, completely giving him the full view of your cunt. stroking side to side at your clit until a loud embarrassing moan flies free from your lips. Heeseung’s distraught hungry demeanor encourages your fingers to work faster. obscene wet splash-like sounds boom around you. throwing your head back, you hit one of his pillows, greeted by the scent that led you to this moment once again.

“I’m..close..” you announce, bitterly, not wanting this to end. pushed faster to the tip of your climax by the image before you of your biggest desire falling apart, drooling with his jaw hung. cock twitching under his shirt, begging to fuck you with a wanton gaze.

a muffled growl passes through his throat, hunched forward in a trance watching your hole spurt another glob of wetness out. opening and closing deliciously, rolling tremors up his thighs with each contraction shown off. “your little holes begging for me.” 

another twitch of your hips confirms how much you want him. writhing close enough for the scent of your wetness to infiltrate his senses, Heeseung topples over. face hovering right above your cunt like a man starved, finally finding a meal after months of voyage. 

“Heeseung..touch me” you shift, unveiling how much dampness has gathered under your ass. pouring wet like a fountain, squeezing at nothing but air.

“say please,” he smirks, grinding the backs of his teeth together to keep his tough shell intact. just as desperate and if not more needy with impatience to fuck you, fill you to the brim with his cock.

“please please! can’t wait anymore!” you sound even prettier begging, watery with tears threatening the rims of your eyes. reaching grabby hands for him to come closer, to give you what you want.

“pretty pretty pretty please,” licking his lips, he cages in on your face. the tip of his tongue traces across your plump upper lip. 

“pleasepleaseplease! pretty please!”

Heeseung sits back, smacking your hand away from your core. licking between his fingers before taking over your position. he rubs circles just as you had, better even. firmer, rougher and more commanding. forearm flexing, lined with angry veins from his meaty hand to the crook of his elbow. 

“such a dirty girl, always staring at me. even sneaking into my room to watch me.” he teases, sliding up and down between your folds. “is that how badly you want me? no decency to even ask, creep around instead hoping to get caught.”

it’s humiliating how much you wither and grind against his palm. babbling on about how you aren’t a creep, you’re not a dirty girl; earning smack after smack on your pussy with each denial.

“you’re so tight..” Heeseung glides the tips of two fingers inside, much like you had. “wanna feel you struggle to stretch around me. is that what you want?”

the more questions he asks feel more and more like a jeer, poking fun of you to your face in your weakest moment. left with no choice but to admit the truth if you want to get off. “wa-wanna feel you, feel you f-fuck me.”

Heeseung’s mouth goes numb, unable to control the amount of saliva coating his tongue. wanting to maul your cunt and feel your thighs clamp around him, strangle him until he can’t breathe properly.

“gonna fuck you, punish you being a bad girl.” he goes on patronizing you, using the act to set aside how badly he needs to feel you. fighting back from violently licking strips up your pretty cunt until you scream for him.

Heeseung’s parting open your thighs again, pushing at the backs of your knees until you hitch up enough. ass raised off his bed letting out mournful little whimpers, huffing his name out in broken parts.

“seung..” you can’t stop whining, embarrassed by how he admires your hole, lifting your lower half enough for you to watch as well. becoming obsessed with the flutter and push, his face dips in closer; the tip of his nose gliding in a circle around your clit. meticulously moving lower and lower until his lips pucker at your entrance.

“fuck..” Heeseung groans, breathing in your heady scent. kissing and pulling back to watch your hole spasm, empty, calling for him to use over and over again.

he can’t wait anymore, unhinging his jaw as he leans in, licking a fat stripe from your delicate hole to your clit; sucking a way up your glossy seam with a long drag of his tongue. Heeseung swirls around your clit expertly, pleased by your hands burying into his hair. clutching and pulling waves of pleasure down to his cock. he ruts against the bed, firmly gripping onto your hips for control.

slammed back down, he works with your circling hips, grunting with each pass on your stiff clit. using extra force to stop your incessant movements and hips from slipping free, he locks around your bundle of nerves. suckling and paying extra attention to your moans amplified with each pointed stroke of his tongue along the sides.

bucking up, you set a grind against his hot mouth. crying out and ripping bunches of his hair to a painful point, evident by the way Heeseung’s eyes clench shut, swallowing down hissed moans.

“fuck! oh fuck Hee—“ breaking off into a repeated round of pleads, his mouth lowers, pushing past your tightened entrance to curl his tongue deep inside of you. nose shoved against your clit wiggling side to side with his tongue lodged as far as his jaw will allow. “I-I can’t!”

you buckle, slapping your thighs together against his hold only to be pushed up higher to accommodate his mouth. relentlessly he buries his tongue in, stealing an orgasm out of you faster than you can process. mind hazy and sensitive as you attempt to move away from his lips wrapped around your clit.

“n-no more..can’t, no m-ore.” your protest falls on deaf ears, ignoring you as he litters kisses over your mound. Heeseung sits up, slapping the sides of your thighs. the tip of his nose obscenely wet, dripping from the tip with your arousal.

“oh you can’t?” he pouts, large glossy eyes innocent as he blinks slowly. “you can’t?? after hiding in my closet and begging me to fuck you?? you can’t?”

“Heeseung..” you whimper brokenly, too exhausted to mutter anything more.

“aww” he chides, kissing the backs of his teeth. “Heeseunnggggg.”

he laughs arrogantly between lapping his upper lip clean, cupping your center to dig the heel of his palm against your clit and watch you cry harder. 

“Heeseung Heeseung Heeseung,” he repeats, mimicking your strained tone. a playful smirk lifts one corner of his mouth, leisurely toying with your heat. “say you can’t anymore, but your pussy won’t stop rubbing against me. a creep, and a liar?”

“no..not..” your teeth chatter, embarrassed that you can’t even give him a proper reply. incoherence taking over your sense, the only thought filling your head to get fucked.

Heeseung’s smirk grows at that, rolling two fingers down, he circles your entrance, smearing the release between his digits. “I can fuck you deeper than your useless little fingers, that’s what you want, right? want me to make you cum, fucked full of my cock. bet you thought about it, watching me jerk off.. wishing it was you.”

“I—I…n-no..” you try to say, breaking off as Heeseung licks his palm clean. twisting the bottom of his t-shirt off, he throws it aside. the tip of his cock rages against his stomach trapped in his waistband, red and swollen. “oh fuck.”

“what was that now?” he sneers, wiggling a finger for you to sit up. “come here.”

obediently you lift without hesitation, coughing to mask your embarrassment. Heeseung fakes a pout, capturing your cheeks with one hand. the pads of his fingers sink into the hollows, forcing your mouth to jut out as he continues to jeer. “what would my sister say if she found out you were in here? drooling, covered in snot and tears, pussy making a fucking mess on my bed.”

“please, d-don’t tell her..” you pant as he brushes against your lips, sucking your wheezed breath away. 

“you gonna be a good girl and listen to me now?” he nods your head for you, trapping your bottom lip between his teeth. neediness and lust paints your mouth, swallowed and sucked around. a rushed heated kiss loosening your head to hang limblessly from your neck, passing thirsty moans between the swipes of his lips.

“please,” you pant, swallowing dryly. “please, wanna be so good for you. wanna be the best for you.”

“I know, my cute good girl..” he coo’s, slapping your hip until you flip around onto your knees. Heeseung whips a hand across your ass, hard, stinging in the aftermath. “yeah, just like that. show me how pretty that pussy looks from the back.”

despite your fingers wrinkling his bedding, and your waist trembling from another slap to your bottom, you nod. arching forward pushing your ass out further, curving your hips wider to space out an area between your legs for him.

Heeseung audibly swallows behind you, the click and clack of his belt and zipper chills up your spine. face dropping lower to catch a glimpse of his naked flexed thighs. his fist pumping up and down, spreading excess amounts of pre-cum to coat his length.

shifting closer, he drags his dick through your glistening folds. cursing and grunting behind you about how it feels so good, feels so right. “so fucking wet, dripping down to your knees.”

choking out a cough, you duck, burying the side of your face in his bed to hide your shame. he’s right, lewd drops of wetness stream down your inner thighs. disgustingly aroused, your hole pulses, kissing at his tip eagerly with each pass. 

“what was that again? you can’t, right?” he laughs, going stir crazy from each ripple your ass gives upon making contact with his hips. 

“please, I’m g-good…good gi—“ you whimper again, cut off by Heeseung’s hips ramming forward. burying inside of you for the first time, deep and stretched full. better than any stretch you’ve experienced. 

he fucks vigorously, clapping against the backs of your thighs and ass. jerking your knees to move forward until you’re gripping for dear life onto the edge of his bed, muffling drawn out screams by biting at his blanket. “fuckfuck!”

Heeseung only fucks you deeper, gaining power as you lose yours, burying his dick into you over and over. he can’t tell what’s better, watching your ass bounce sinking up and down on his wet length, or your adorable whimpers, stammering his name out like a broken record.

“so good, best pussy I’ve ever had.” he grits out while moaning, leaning over your back to grab a fistful of your hair and tug your dipped in back against his chest. he bites at your jaw, focusing on your eyes rolling around as he fucks you. “this what you wanted, huh?”

Heeseung shakes your head, pulling roughly on your scalp with a merciless grip. “needed, always w-wanted you.”

“fuck!” letting go of your hair, he circles your waist. thighs burning as he fucks into you with more force, throttling up hard enough to bruise your ass. “been wanting this, wanted to fuck you for so long. always staring at me like such an innocent slut, making me picture you while I cum all over my fist, is that right?”

you give him no more than breathless pants, eyebrows furrowed together as he hits deeper and deeper inside of you. the repetitive motion reaching past your sanity, split open on his length over and over again. he’s too deep, throbbing fiercely, pushing your walls to the limit. his balls smack against you obscenely, exuding lewd sounds between your bodies; disgusting and brain numbing.

“wanna feel you squeeze around me, milk my cock dry.” he puffs hotly, nibbling on your earlobe. fingers spider their way to your clit adding more anticipation and curling arousal licking through your gut. he taps on your bundle of nerves, pressing down in a torturous mean way. 

“Hee!” you jolt, ass clapping back against his hips and stomach much too noisily. gurgling moans between your wailed cries, he grunts, slapping his free hand over your mouth.

“shh, you want everyone to hear?” more determined to make you cum, Heeseung rolls your clit between two fingers. working his hips with renewed vigor to thrust into you harder and faster. each slide of his cock fills your insides, shaping your cunt to fit his size and ruin you for anyone else. “so fucking cute taking my cock, crying and still begging for more like a good girl should.”

even with your mouth covered, his bed creaks and squeaks loudly. muffled ‘yesyesyesyesyes!’ spew out all over his palm, tapping your clit just right following each tightened clamp around his size. Heeseung grunts, licking up your cheek and hissing as you squeeze around him screaming under his hand.

“so. fucking. good.” he emphasizes with hard powerful thrusts, gritting his teeth against your forehead. hips stilling and twitching behind you. his eyelashes flutter, letting out a guttural whimper by your hairline. “there you fucking go, giving me all of that pussy.”

Heeseung has to sigh, months of wet dreams and watching his cum spill down the shower drain could never compare to this. not as he lets you drop forward, limp on his bed, fingers twitching where they land. 

slowly he draws out, groaning and rubbing his face with a rough touch. stuck on how your juices continue to pour free, coating his length with release he gave you. realease sticking his balls to his inner thighs, filthy, and so fucking cute.

he tugs at himself, once, twice, spurting out warm white ropes on your lower back. noisy even with his lips pursed together as he smears it with the tip of his cock, pushing down for cum to dry between your ass.

kissing up your back, he bites at your shoulder, pressing his stomach on the mess only to make you squirm, disgusted.

sprawled under his weight, you blink slowly, coming back to life and reaching for a pair of discarded blue boxers half hanging off the side. clutching them in your fist to take back with you after getting cleaned up. 

choosing dare turned out to be the best decision.

⛓️Laced with Love ~ Jake ff (18+)

⛓️pairing: Jake!bf x Reader!gf | ⛓️wc: 11.2k | ⛓️summary: You unexpectedly fall for Jake. The sweetest boy you've ever known, or so you thought |⛓️cw: 🔞MDNI!! heavy petting, oral sex f. & m. giving/receiving, unprotected sex, mentions of abuse, swearing, profanity (req by: anon) 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑆𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝐻𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤／𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝐸𝑚𝑜𝑗𝑖❤️‍🔥

a.n: link to part 2

"Excuse me, ma'am. This is NOT what I ordered. I want a refund."

Here goes another Karen, complaining about an order they definitely made and just changed their mind after a sip. "Yes, you did Miss. If you have the receipt it should tell you right there," you replied trying to keep your cool. After all, this wasn't the first time someone like her tried to pull a stunt like this.

"I don't keep receipts, but I'm telling you that I most certainly did not order this. So you can either give me what I paid for or refund me my money." God her voice was so fucking annoying and you know she's lying, but you can't risk getting in trouble at work over some entitled middle-aged soccer mom.

"That's alright ma'am. We keep a merchant copy of receipts for situations like this," you proceeded to pull out a thin slip of paper showing the details of her order. "See ma'am. It's on the receipt, right here. A venti skinny matcha latte with almond milk," you pointed to the only item on the receipt.

"No, this can't be right. I asked for a light Caramel Frappuccino with oat milk." "Well that's not on the receipt and you've already finished most of the drink so I honestly don't understand how it took you so long to realize this wasn't your order before you decided to come up here." "You know what? I don't have to explain myself to you. I am not going to stand here and take this disrespect from some Gen Z brat. I'd like to speak to your manager. Where's your manager?" The woman proceeded to shout for the manager until he eventually came back from his smoke break.

Mr. Lee, but you usually called him by his first name. Well, only when you weren't at work. He was pretty cute, but also fairly young to be the manager. However, you couldn't deny the fact that he was the best manager you've ever met. You don't know if it was his big, brown, doe eyes or his perfect smile that seemed to make everything okay.

"What's going on in here?" "Are you the manager?" she panted frantically. "Yes ma'am I am. How can I help you?" "Oh thank god. This young lady is being very disrespectful. I came up here to inform her that my order was incorrect and that I'd like a refund. But she won't do it and I don't know why."

"Probably because you drank more than half of the damn thing before coming up here with that story," you butted in.

"Hold on kid. I got this," he said before walking behind the counter. "I'm sorry ma'am, but I can't refund your money for a drink that you claim to be the wrong order even though you sat there and drank it knowing that it wasn't right--" "I'm allergic to nuts!! Are you trying to kill me? Ahhh!!" "Ma'am you need to calm down. If you were truly allergic you would be having a reaction right now--" "I AM!! I feel like my skin is on fire!! I'M BURNING!!" she screamed before falling to the ground.

This woman was being absolutely ridiculous. Now she was faking an allergic reaction.

"Well then someone should call 911 and have you taken care of, right?" "No!! I'm afraid of hospitals are you insane?!" she shouted. "Ma'am it's obvious that you're faking so can you please get up and leave before I have you escorted by the police?" But she didn't get up, instead, she kept on screaming and hitting the floor. It wasn't long before one of the customers got up from their chair and proceeded to drag her out of the store. "Don't fucking touch me! Help! Somebody help me! This man is trying to assault me!"

"I hate dealing with people like that," you said rubbing your forehead. "Yea, I hate em' too. But look at it this way, that was the last customer for your shift," he smiled patting you on the shoulder. "Yea, I guess you're right," you sighed untying your apron and placing it on the hook.

Instead of taking an Uber home, you decided to walk. You didn't live very far away and you kinda wanted to take this time to clear your mind. Balancing school and work was challenging on its own, you didn't need energy vampires like Karen to stress you out.

You were walking through the city park as a dog ran up to you. "Woah! Down boy...or girl!" the dog tackled you to the ground and licked the left side of your face. "Ugh!"

PHWEEET!!

The ear-piercing whistle caught the attention of the dog hovering over your body.

"Here boy! Come on! Tsk Tsk." the dog bounced over to a dark-haired boy waving a frisbee over his head. "Go get it!" He shouted, flinging the plastic disk far away. You watched as the dog ran after the frisbee.

"Are you okay?" The boy asked, extending a hand towards you. You didn't even notice he was standing that close to you. "Oh, umm...yea. I'm good. Thanks," you replied as he pulled you up to your feet.

"I'm Jake," he smiled. "I'm Y/N," you replied. "Nice to meet you Y/N. Oh and sorry about Jasper," he chuckled. "Is that your dog?" "No, it's that kid's," he said pointing to the little boy that ran behind the dog you now knew as Jasper. "He's actually really sweet. And he likes meeting new people," Jake turned to look at the dog lying on his back while the little boy scratched his belly.

You took the chance to look at Jake. He was really cute and seemed like a nice guy. If you weren't covered in dog droll and walking home from work you'd probably stick around to get to know him a little more. But you were tired, so you decided to just go home.

"Hey, do you wanna go meet him? Well...meet him again?" Jake smiled awkwardly. "Oh, umm I--sure."

*Okay, never mind. I guess sleep can come later* you thought to yourself as you followed behind Jake.

"Bye. See you guys tomorrow," the boy waved as he walked over to his parent's minivan with Jasper. After about an hour--that felt like 10 minutes--passed, you were left alone with Jake. You actually had a lot of fun playing around with Jasper and Colin--that was the name of the little kid who owned the dog.

"You're really good with dogs and kids. Do you have any siblings?" "No, I'm an only child. But I've always managed to surround myself with enough people that it feels like I have one really big family," Jake went on to tell you about a few stories from his childhood. You loved how it was so easy to talk to him. On top of that, he was naturally funny which made him even more attractive.

"Ooh, I just got the biggest craving for ice cream. Do you want some?" "Yea sure," you giggled as you saw the expression on his face. "Awesome. There's a place close by. It's really good." You followed Jake to the small sweet shop around the corner. "There're only a few flavors and some basic toppings. They sell cake too," he beamed as he opened the door for you.

"Hi, Jake!" a girl smiled from behind the counter. "Do you want the same thing as usual?" she asked. "Yes please, thank you," he smiled. "Ok ok, and what would you like ma'am?" you read her name tag: Xoey. "Umm, I'll just take the same thing he got," you smiled awkwardly.

"Are you sure?" "Sorry, this is her first time coming here. Can you get her a menu?" "A menu? No way. She can have this," Xoey said picking up a mini spoon. "This is a newbie scoopy. It's for newcomers who don't know what they want. We have three basic types of ice cream: Strawberry Swirl, Chocolate Fudge, and Simply Vanilla. The toppings are pretty basic too: strawberry, chocolate, and caramel syrups. But--the special part is what you add in. That's how you make your own flavor. We have an array of mix-ins to choose from," Xoey then handed you three mini spoons with each ice cream flavor on it. You tasted them all. Creamy and delicious. "Oh, and we also have a recipe book of possible flavor combinations," Xoey added as she flipped out a colorful book, plastered to a rotating stand.

"Here ya go Jakey," Xoey smiled, handing Jake his ice cream. He watched as you created your ice cream concoction. "Hey, Xo. Just so you know I'm paying for her okay." "Save your money. The first cup is on the house Jakey," she smiled as she handed you your creation. "Enjoy," she smiled. "Thank you," you smiled back.

"Do you like it?" he asked. "I haven't even tried it yet," Jake picked up the spoon and put it in your mouth. "Mmn!" " So, how's it taste?" "Good," you mumbled with a mouthful of ice cream.

Jake giggled a bit after you said that. "What?" you mumbled again, tossing the cold cream around in your mouth, careful to cover your mouth with your hand. "You're just cute that's all," you couldn't help but get that warm feeling in your face at his words.

After finishing your ice cream, the two of you exchanged numbers. "Maybe we can hang out again sometime," Jake smiled as he tucked his phone in his pocket. "Yea, I'd like that," you smiled back. "Hmm. It's getting dark outside and I don't mind walking you home. Just to make sure you get there safely." "Thanks, Jake, I really appreciate it, but that won't be necessary." "Hmm, well I'll send you some money for a car." "You don't have to--" You felt your phone buzz in your back pocket. Jake had sent you $30 on CashApp.

"What the--" "I'll wait with you until it arrives." "You're really not gonna let me go home alone are you?" "Nope. So we're either gonna stand here until the sun comes up or you're gonna call an Uber." "It's just that I don't live far enough from here. An Uber would be useless." "Okay fine, then call me and stay on the phone until you get home alright. Does that work for you?" "Yea, that works," you chuckled.

As you agreed, you stayed on the phone with Jake until you made it home. "Alright, I'm home now." "Great. Well, I guess this is goodbye." "Hmm...yea." "Goodnight, Y/N." "Goodnight, Jake," you smiled before ending the call.

This was not the way you expected your evening to end, but you definitely weren't mad about it.

Weeks went by as you and Jake grew closer together. He loved you and he loved showing you in a number of ways. He really was the sweetest boy you ever met and you were excited to see him every time you'd see each other.

Today, you and Jake were just hanging out at the mall. "Hey, I wanna introduce you to my best friends, Sunghoon and Jay. They're really awesome and I think you'll like them too." "Okay. When do you want me to meet them?" "Today...if that's okay with you," Jake said shyly. "Yea sure that's fine," you smiled.

"Oh oh come on. Let's make a wish at the fountain," Jake laughed as he grabbed your hand dragging you to the mall's giant water fountain. "Okay okay! Jake! Slow down," you giggled behind him. "Alright, you go first," he smiled, handing you a coin. "Hmm, okay. I wish that Jake's friends would like me and I would like them too," You closed your eyes and tossed the coin in the water, opening your eyes after hearing the splash. You turned to see Jake holding the coin to his chest with his eyes closed. You watched as his lips softly mouthed some words before tossing the coin in.

"What'd you wish for?" "Ah ah ah. I can't tell you or else it won't come true." "No fair! I told you what I wished for," you playfully pushed him. "Fine, if you tag me I'll tell you." "Promise?" "Promise," he said before tapping you on the shoulder and running off.

You chased behind him before stopping to catch your breath. "Jake?" you called out, scanning the vast area. "Dammit," you cursed under your breath. "Boo!" Jake shouted from behind you, wrapping you tightly in his arms. "Ahh! Wait...I'm supposed to catch you remember?" "Oops," Jake said. "Tag! I win!" you smiled as you reached to tap Jake's hand with your fingers. "Hehe. Yup, you win. I guess I gotta tell you my wish now huh?" "Yup," you grinned.

"I wished for you to be my girlfriend," Jake said softly still holding you in his arms. You looked up to meet his eyes. "Are you being serious right now?" "Yea, I am. I've liked you for a long time now. I love how I can be myself around you. And I love you," you turned to face Jake who was now blushing a little.

You'd had feelings for Jake for a while now too, but you didn't want to say anything and mess up the little friendship the two of you had. But now, here he was, standing in front of you, confessing his feelings.

"It's okay if you don't like me back. It was just a silly wi--" You cut Jake off by kissing him on the cheek. His eyes widened and he gave you a puppy look before smiling and pulling you in for a kiss.

"I don't want to sound dramatic, but this is literally the best day of my life," Jake smiled before kissing you on the forehead. "Okay now I really gotta introduce my friends to my girlfriend," he giggled before holding your hand and walking out of the mall.

You and Jake were driving in the car on your way to Jake's apartment. You felt like his passenger princess the way he rested his hand on your thigh for most of the ride. This was your first time coming over to Jake's apartment so you didn't know what to expect.

He finally arrived at this beautiful complex that felt more like a gated neighborhood for spoiled, privileged kids living off of their parent's money. You weren't judging Jake, but the other people you saw hanging around the area looked like a bunch of dumb frat boys and preppy girls. Almost like something you'd see in some hyper-unrealistic college movie.

"I just wanted to let you know that Sunghoon and Jay are also my roommates. So, you'll be seeing a lot of them whenever you come over," Jake said as he parked the car. "Oh, that's fine. I don't mind." You felt Jake's eyes staring at you as you reapplied your cotton candy lipgloss. "What?" you asked, snapping him out of a trance-like state. "Oh, nothing. Sorry. You're just so perfect. I still can't believe you said yes," he stammered before getting out of the car and coming around to open your door.

Jake pulled out a keycard covered in stickers and waved it in front of the electronic lock.

*Beep Beep--Click*

"Guys, there's someone I want you to meet," Jake said as he opened the door. "Who? Your mom?" one of the boys joked as he walked in. "It's probably your mom, Jay. Huh Jake?" Jake laughed as he headed to the kitchen with you tailing behind him. "Hey, do you want something to drink?" "Sure I'll take a water," you said as Jake handed you a cold water bottle from the fridge.

"Alright guys, all jokes aside. This is my girlfriend, Y/N," Jake said as he walked into the living room with his hand around your waist. "Right...are you sure you're his girlfriend or did he pay you to come in here and say that?" the boy you now knew as Jay asked. "Ha ha, very funny Jay. She's actually my girlfriend," Jake responded before you could say anything.

"Well, it's just been a while since you had a girlfriend...and I'm sure you remember Becca right?" the other boy you assumed to be Sunghoon added. "Relax, Hoon. I've moved on from her a long time ago. Plus, Y/N is nothing like my ex," Jake replied nonchalantly.

"Okay well, I'm Sunghoon and this is Jay. We literally live here so if you two decide to have sex at any time while we're home, please either change your mind or keep it down. I'm not really a fan of hearing my best friend railing his girlfriend," Jay snickered before laying down his version of the house rules. "My only request is to clean up after yourselves. I don't mind helping out, but I'm not your maid. Also, be careful walking around the neighborhood at night time, they've got some weird ass people out here."

Mental Note to Self: Sex should either be quiet or done somewhere else, don't make a mess, and don't go out alone at night.

You hung around Jake's apartment for a few hours watching them play the game before you fell asleep on Jake's lap. The feeling of him stroking your head was so relaxing, that it was hard to stay awake. When you finally did wake up it was night time and you were alone with Jake.

"Where'd your friends go?" you asked in a sleepy voice. "They went to go order some food. Pizza. I hope you like that," he chuckled softly. "Yea, pizza is good. As long as there's no pineapple." "What?! No pineapple?! But it's so good." "No way. Pineapple and pizza are definitely not a match made in heaven." "Okay well, what is Miss Pizza Connoisseur?" "Pepperoni. It's a classic." "What if it's pepperoni with pineapple?" "Oh god no. That's even worse," you laughed.

"Have you ever even tried pineapple on pizza?" "No, but it sounds like a crime so it probably is." "Ha! You can't knock it until you try it," Jake smirked. "I'm not putting that in my mouth." "Well, what if I do it," Jake said as he grazed your lips with his thumb. "I-umm," you couldn't believe he was getting you all flustered just by touching your lips. "Here I'll even make it a bet. If you don't like it, then I owe you a fondue date. But, if you do like it then you owe me a surprise date. How's that sound?" You were still speechless from earlier, but you managed to mutter out "Yes," which made Jake laugh.

"Honey! I'm home!" Sunghoon said as he barged in holding two boxes of pizza. You and Jake went to the kitchen to grab a slice of pizza. "Hold on! Before anyone gets any pizza, Y/N is going to try pineapple pizza for the very first time," Jake smiled mischievously as he pulled out a cheesy slice of pineapple and ham pizza. Jake caught the end of the cheesy string with his tongue and bit it off.

"Alright. A deal's a deal. Open up," Jake said as you opened your mouth to take the first bite. It actually wasn't as bad as you'd expected. Though you'd probably never order it for yourself. As you were chewing, Jake tilted your face to the side and licked the corner of your mouth. "There was something on your face," he smirked.

"Damn ladies! Get a room," Sunghoon cringed. Jake just leaned against the countertop and laughed at Sunghoon's remark. "While you two enjoy your pizza, I just wanted to let you know that I picked up a liter of Coke," Jay said as he reached to pull down 4 tall glasses. "Oh, thanks. Do you want some too?" Jake asked. "Yea sure," you chuckled awkwardly.

Jake walked over to grab a glass for you and him, filled it with ice, and poured in the dark, fizzy drink.

"Oh and if you want you can stay here for the night," Jake offered as he passed you your soda. "Ehh, that's alright. I have work in the morning," you sighed before sipping your drink. "I can drive you there. You know I don't mind." "That's sweet Jake, but I got it." "Hmm okay, well just let me know when you're ready for me to take you home."

After eating you joined Jake and his friends in the living room to play a few card games. You were on your fifth round of Uno and you were getting a little sleepy, but you didn't want to bother Jake with driving you home. So you planned to just take an Uber.

*Ring Ring*

You're phone rang in your pocket. It was your manager calling. *What could he want at this hour* you thought to yourself. "Hey, Jake." "Yea?" "My manager's calling me. I'm gonna step out and answer this okay. It shouldn't be too long." "Okay, but don't go too far," Jake said as you headed toward the door.

You walked a good little distance away from the apartment. Specifically, you stood next to Jake's car to answer the call.

"Hey Heeseung. Why are you calling me this late? Is everything okay?" "Yea, everything is fine. I just wanted to let you know that I won't be in tomorrow. I have to go to a doctor's appointment with my mom." "Oh my god. Is she okay?" "Well, she said her chest has been hurting a lot and she's been coughing nonstop. So, I just want to get her checked out." "I hope she's okay." "Yea me too," Heeseung was quiet for a bit before continuing.

"You'll be in charge tomorrow. I need you to cover the whole shift as the manager. If it's too much to handle, just let me know and I'll have someone else cover for me." "No, that's alright. I can handle it." "Thanks, you're the best. I owe you big time." "It's no problem, family's important." "Alright well, that's all I needed to talk to you about. Goodnight, Y/N." "Goodnight, Hee," you said before ending the call.

"Meow!" you heard an unfamiliar voice catch your attention. "Excuse me?" you scoffed as you saw a frat boy from earlier walking your way. "Hey, beautiful. Wanna swing by my place for a few drinks?" he asked as he looked you up and down. "No thanks. I'd rather drink bleach." "Aww come on. I just wanna play with you, Kitty," he said flicking your shirt up. "Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you!" You spat pushing him away. "Stop playing hard to get. I know how much kitties love milk," this time the boy pressed his body against you, grinding his hard-on against your pussy through your jeans. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME DICKHEAD!!" you shouted as he leaned over to breathe his alcohol-tainted breath into your ear. "Shh baby. Unless you want my friends to come out here and join the party," he proceeded to cover your mouth, pressing your head into the hood of Jake's car. "MMPH!!" you grunted as you tried to push the boy off of you. Tears started to fill your eyes as you felt defeated. The boy struggled to unbutton his jeans while you laid crushed under his body weight. He let out a slight chuckle as you closed your eyes tightly.

You heard a loud smack before feeling the weight of the frat boy fall off of you. Jake had punched him straight in the jaw, knocking him to the ground. Sunghoon trailed behind him and stomped on the boy's head and he laid there with his pants halfway down his legs. Jay came out with a wooden baseball bat as Jake turned around to face you.

"Are you okay?" "Yea, yea I'm fine," you said as he pulled you into his chest. "Let's get you inside," he said as he quickly rushed you into the house.

"I'm gonna fucking kill that guy," Jake spat as he paced around the room. He had taken you to his room for the night. "You're staying here. And I'm taking you to work in the morning." Seeing Jake right now you were in no mood to argue on this one. You felt everything but fine at the moment. You were almost raped and if they hadn't heard you...you don't know what else would've happened.

"We kicked his ass real good and the cops got him," Jay said as he walked into Jake's room. "How's she doing?" Sunghoon asked. "She said she's fine, but I know that's not true," Jake sighed in frustration. "I'm sorry, Y/N." "It's not your fault Jake." "What if I didn't get there in time?" "But you did. All of you did and I really appreciate that."

Jake placed a kiss on your forehead before standing up. "If you want to take a shower and wash that asshole off you can put on my clothes," Jake said as he walked toward the door. "Where are you going?" you asked, sitting on his bed. "I need to cool off, before I do something I regret," he said as he pushed through Sunghoon and Jay.

"Don't worry. He'll be alright. But you really should get yourself cleaned up," Sunghoon sighed. "Yea, and I can wash your clothes to have them ready for the morning," Jay added, flashing a comforting smile.

You went to Jake's dresser to pull out a folded vintage band tee. Then a pair of sweatpants and boxers. Yes, wearing Jake’s boxers felt extremely strange, but in your mind it was better than going commando.

You grabbed a towel from the stack of fresh ones under the bathroom counter and started the shower. You almost didn’t even want to go to work tomorrow, but Heeseung needed you. Plus, your bills aren’t waiting for you to get over this little shake up.

After your shower you wrapped your clothes in the towel you used to dry yourself off with. “Umm, Jay,” you asked awkwardly. “Where do I put my clothes?”

“I’ll take them,” he said walking in your direction. “We have a washer in the laundry room. You can go to sleep in Jake’s bed.” “Okay, thanks. Has Jake come back yet?” “Uhh no, but he’ll be back soon. You should get some rest though. You have work in the morning. But if you’re scared to be alone just let me know. I don’t mind staying in there until you fall asleep,” Jay said in a comforting tone. “That’s okay. I’ll be fine.”

Jay nodded his head before walking away to the laundry room with your clothes. You really appreciated Jay’s kind gesture, but you didn’t want to send him through anymore unnecessary drama. He was right, you needed to get some rest for work in the morning. Since you’ll be managing for the day you have to get there early.

>>4:15 am Friday:

*Beep Beep*

The alarm on your phone woke you up before the sun. You managed to get about 4 hours of sleep, which was hopefully enough to power you through the day. You had slept so well that you didn't even notice that you were in Jake's bed...wearing his clothes. "Jake?" you called sitting up in the bed only to see him sitting across from you fast asleep at his desk. You quietly tiptoed out of the room, careful not to wake him up.

You walked to the bathroom to take care of your hygiene. However, without a toothbrush, mouthwash will have to suffice. You swished the minty liquid around your mouth before spitting it into the sink and washing your face with the white bar of soap that sat on a dish near the sink.

You left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen to get yourself something to eat. You scanned the counter for a fruit bowl. "Sorry, I didn't sleep with you last night." "Oh my god! Jake, you scared me," you jumped turning to see the sleepy boy standing on the other side of the counter rubbing his eyes. He was still wearing the clothes from last night.

"I just didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable...I was going to sleep on the couch, but I wanted to be there if you woke up and needed anything. I'm really sorry, Y/N." "Jake...it's okay. What time did you come in last night?" "Umm, I think it was a little after midnight. I just remember Jay telling me that you had gone to bed not too long ago."

"Did someone call my name?" "Good morning Jay," Jake groaned. "Morning you two. How're you feeling today Y/N? Better?"

"Yea, thanks for everything." "No problem. Oh, and your clothes are on the coffee table," he pointed to the stack of neatly folded clothes that sat on the edge of the coffee table. "Hmm. I didn't even notice them sitting there."

Jay walked to the fridge and pulled out a metal water bottle. "I'm going out for a run. I probably won't see you until after you get off. Well, that is if you come back over," Jay shrugged before walking back to his room to grab a baseball cap.

Jake dropped you off at work at 5:30 am. Heeseung was outside waiting for you to inform you of what to do in case of an emergency and a few other business-related things. "Okay, Hee. I got it. Don't worry. Go take care of your mom," you smiled as Heeseung pouted. "Call me if anything goes wrong okay." "Oookay. I will. Byeee," you giggled as you pushed Heeseung out.

Work was the last place you wanted to be today, but you had to do this for Hee. Plus, work wasn't too bad as long as you didn't have to deal with any...Karens...

"Get your finger out of my face Bitch," you heard a customer shout at a table near the window. *Oh no...here we go again* you thought to yourself.

After dealing with that problem, you prayed that you were done with drama for the day.

"Hey, I think those guys are looking for you," one of your co-workers whispered to you pointing in the direction of the two college-aged boys that just walked in.

"How can I help you, boys?" you asked in your best cheery customer service voice. "Uhh, we'll take two glasses of water." "Okay, anything else?" "No, that's good." You felt obligated to pull out your notepad, but two glasses of water were simple enough to remember. It was still a bit strange to you that two boys come in and order water...at Starbucks. However, you were in no mood to play Nancy Drew. You had about 5 hours left on your shift and this was the last order before you could take another 30-minute break that would most likely be taken up by checking on Heeseung and his mom.

You prepared the two iced glasses of water and placed them on a tray. As you walked back to the main dining area you noticed one of the boys was gone. "Umm, here you go sir," you tried not to seem suspicious, but you couldn't deny the bad vibes this duo radiated.

"Thank you," the other boy surprised you, causing you to bump into the table, knocking the drinks over. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry," you scrambled, grabbing the tissue box from the center of the table using more than half of them to pick up the spill. You slid the cold ice cubes across the table onto the tray you used to carry the glasses. "I'll get you boys another drink." "Take your time," one of them said as you quickly walked off.

You poured them two replacement glasses of water and carried them over to the table. *God that was so embarrassing* you thought to yourself.

You walked outside to take your first break and called to check on Heeseung and his mom. Luckily it was all good news. His mom just had an infection in her lungs that should clear up in a few days.

After your break, you headed back inside to see the boys still sitting where you left them. Most of the ice in their glasses had melted and they'd barely drank more than a few sips. You went over to check on them a few minutes later to see if they needed anything else, but all they said was, "We're just waiting for someone," with the fakest smile you'd ever seen plastered on their face.

It was time for you to close the dining area and shut it down for the night so you went over to tell the boys that they had to leave now. They were the last people to go as you shut off the lights. Most of your night crew stuck around to help you tidy up and left early, as usual.

You decided to walk home. You didn't really want to go back to that neighborhood by Jake...at least not right now.

You left out the back door exit for employees only that led down the trash alley. Turning the corner you saw the same two boys from earlier standing on the corner by a street light. The icky feeling returned almost instantly when you saw them so you decided to walk a different way home.

The sound of footsteps trailing behind you scared you enough, but turning around to see the footsteps came from the two boys made that fear even worse. Out of instinct, you took off running as fast as your feet could carry you. Unfortunately, it wasn't fast enough. The boys caught up to you, one pinned you up in a chokehold while the other pulled out a switchblade.

"You got our boy locked up kitten. I really hope you didn't think we were gonna let you slide did you?" the boy holding the switchblade said as he stepped closer to you driving the tip of his switchblade into your collarbone. You winced at the sharp pain and fought to hold back tears.

The boy who was holding you licked the side of your face, his breath alone was enough to make you queasy. The other boy chuckled at your reaction and cut your cheek in the spot that had been licked. Your scream was muffled by a hand. No way were you just gonna sit here and let yourself be taken advantage of.

You bit down on the boy's hand hard enough to draw blood, causing him to release his grip. You kicked the other boy right between his legs, dropping him to the ground. Immediately you took off running back to the cafe.

You scrambled to quickly unlock the doors and lock yourself in. You didn't hesitate to call Jake and let him know what was going on. "Stay where you are. I'm on my way," Jake said before cutting the call. You could hear the boys pounding on the door and shouting all the horrible things they were gonna do to you once they broke the door down.

The sound of a car screeching diverted their attention. For about 20 minutes, everything was completely silent.

*Knock knock knock*

"It's just me," you heard Jake yell from the other side of the door. Without hesitation, you opened the door and fell into his arms.

This was the second time Jake saved your life. "Where'd those guys go?" you asked as Jake drove you to his house. "I took care of them. Don't worry about it."

Initially, you didn't want to go back to Jake's apartment, but now you didn't want to be alone. Once you arrived at the apartment, you called to tell Heeseung what happened.

"What the fuck? Are you alright?" "Yea, I'm fine now." "Hey, if you want, you can take the week off. Just until everything cools down." "But--" "I'll pay you for your time off. Just think of it as a little vacation okay. And please call me if you ever feel unsafe alright. I don't care what I'm doing, I'll be there for you."

It was comforting to hear those words coming from him. Aside from being your manager Heeseung has been a very reliable friend to you ever since you first met.

"Who was that?" Jake asked. "It was just my manager," you shrugged, tucking your phone away. "What did he want?" "I was just telling him about what happened tonight. He said I can have the week off." "Oh well that's pretty kind of him," Jake said before walking away.

You were very curious about what exactly happened to those two boys that night. Not like you genuinely cared, but nonetheless, you wanted to know.

>>8:47 am, Monday:

You hadn't been back at your apartment in days. Ever since that night, you've been sleeping with Jake because you were too afraid to be alone. What if those guys were still out there? On your way to the kitchen, you walked into the living room to see Sunghoon on the couch sipping a hot cup of coffee while watching the news. "Hey, are these the guys that harassed you the other night?" Sunghoon asked upon meeting your gaze.

You turned to look at the television to see the faces of both boys and came closer to listen.

"The bodies of two college boys, Kenan Lanes, and Parker Ansley, were found this morning with their throats slit in an alley not too far from city park. The cause of death appears to be a loss of blood as well as damage to the brain most likely caused by a devastating blow to the head. We are under the assumption that their death was related to drug and gang violence based off of their previous criminal record."

You felt your stomach turn as you thought of the last time you saw them. *Did Jake do this?* you thought to yourself. *No way. There was no way he was capable of something like this*

Without saying a word you walked back to the room to find Jake still lying in the bed. "Did you kill those boys?" "What are you talking about?" "The boys from that night?" "No, why would you think that?" "Because..." "Because what?" "Nevermind," you couldn't bring yourself to accuse him of something like that.

"But if I did kill them, it would've been because of you. I'd do anything to protect you," He said as you walked away.

After about a couple days, you completely abandoned the idea of Jake doing something like that. Honestly, it felt like everything had returned to normal. You had gone back home, but you still see him almost every day. He had become very protective of you and honestly, the best boyfriend you could ever imagine.

>>2:07pm Thursday:

You and Jake were lying in his bed and out of curiosity you asked about his childhood and...his ex-girlfriend. He explained to you how his dad used to beat him and his mom and that his first relationship ended due to his girlfriend's infidelity. But what made it worse was that the guy she cheated on him with was her ex and every time he'd bring up the fact that she was being unfaithful she'd hit him.

"Hey, guess what I just remembered?" Jake asked as you rested your head on his chest. "What?" "I owe you a fondue date." "Oh, right I had completely forgotten about that." "I think it'll be a good way to take your mind off of things," Jake suggested in an attempt to liven the mood. To be honest, the past few days have been pretty gloomy, but he was right. You were going back to work in three days and some alone time with him would be pretty great.

>>6:50pm Friday:

You and Jake sat on his bedroom floor. "I know this isn't the most romantic setting, but at least we don't have to worry about grossing out my roommates," Jake chuckled as he stirred the hot chocolate with the mini wooden spoon. "Have you ever had fondue before?" He continued.

"Nope, but it seems fairly simple."

"Basically," Jake said, grabbing a metal skewer. "You take a strawberry and put it on the stick," he said, picking up a strawberry and shoving the skewer through it. "After that, you dip it in the chocolate. Be careful, it's hot," he dipped the strawberry, coating it completely with chocolate before blowing in it to cool it down. "There's coconut oil in it. So as it cools, it creates a shell that's the best part," he smiled. "Now open up," he said opening his mouth as he pointed the chocolate-covered berry in your direction.

You bit into the strawberry, causing a little juice to run down the skewer onto his fingers which he sucked off before handing you a stick. "Now you try."

You carefully followed the same steps as Jake and brought the chocolate-coated berry to his mouth. Just like when you bit into it, the juice ran down the skewer onto your fingers. Jake pulled your hand to his lips and sucked the sweet liquid from your fingers. You had no idea how a fondue date could be so sexual.

This process continued for a bit before Jake got creative. He dipped his own finger into the hot chocolate and you sucked it off. You could feel the sexual tension deepening now as the next berry Jake dipped he let some of the hot chocolate drip onto your thigh. He bent down to suck it off, this time leaving a mark behind.

❤️‍🔥

He pulled your top over your head as he began kissing your neck and breasts. You stroked your fingers through his fluffy dark hair as he pleasured himself between your tits. He then took another berry and dripped more chocolate onto your breasts following the same process as before, sucking and licking the chocolate up. You winced every time the hot chocolate touched your skin but anticipated his lips following after. The sensation of your touch led him to remove his shirt and crawl on top of you.

Jake reached down to tuck his fingers in between your hot wet lips. He inserted two fingers feeling the way your walls pulsated around his fingers as he pushed them in and out. He then took his fingers out and sucked your wetness off. Then he took one of the strawberries and used the tip of it to stimulate your clit. Spreading your lips he watched as your pussy dripped with clear cum which he caught with the strawberry and brought it to his lips.

"You taste better than the fondue," he giggled before leaning in to lap at your pussy. He leaned over to unplug the machine, cover it with a lid, and slide it under his desk. "Here, you try it," he said as he spit on your pussy and mixed your juices with his saliva. He held the strawberry in his mouth as he fed it to you.

Distracted by Jake mouth-feeding you a strawberry, you didn't notice when Jake pulled out his hard throbbing cock until you felt him pushing it through your opening. "Ngh!" you exclaimed at the sudden feeling. His dick was so thick, you could feel it stretching your walls. The pain came with pleasure as he pumped himself inside of you. You two were still exchanging saliva as he tongue fucked your mouth. You couldn't help but grind your hips against his as he pushed his dick deeper into your pussy. You moaned into his mouth causing him to fuck you a little faster.

"Mmm fuck, Jake," you moaned as you felt every inch and every vein coursing through you. You breathlessly moaned his name again, causing him to pound your pussy harder. "Fuck, Baby. I love it when you moan my name." Jake occasionally let out soft little groans which only turned you on more. "You like that?" he asked upon hearing your moans grow louder. "Ugh, fuck! Mhnn, yes," you whined as he continued to thrust himself inside of your throbbing cunt. "Mmm, your moans are so fucking sexy babe," Jake's voice quivered a bit as he said this.

He pushed your thighs back, exposing your pussy to him. You held onto the backs of your knees as he mercilessly pounded your aching pussy. "Ngh! FUCK! Jake, I can't hold it back anymore," you pleaded as you felt your pussy contracting. You arched your back as you felt your climax approaching. "Cum for me baby," Jake groaned in your ear as he fucked you on his bedroom floor. You moaned as you squirted on the floor.

Fortunately for you, Sunghoon and Jay weren't home at the moment. Otherwise, they all would've heard you moaning Jake's name.

Jake lifted you off of the ground. Your legs were still shaking from your orgasm. He walked you to the bathroom and started up the shower for you. You leaned over the bathroom counter to hold yourself up while Jake turned on the water. "Hold on, I'll be right back with some towels okay," Jake said before leaving the bathroom.

You reached between your legs to feel that your pussy was still oozing with cum and the stimulation from your touch made you crave a second round. Though your body was telling you 'no' your mind was saying 'yes.'

Jake returned shortly after with a stack of towels. "Alright, let's get you cleaned up," Jake smiled as he carefully guided you to the shower. He was only wearing sweatpants at the moment. Fortunately, you were able to use the railing and the rim of the tub for support, as your legs were still a bit wobbly.

You sat down and started to wash yourself, but decided to cum at least one more time before cleaning up. Just then you felt a cool wind behind you, it was Jake entering the shower with his rock-hard dick. He immediately saw the way you had your hands tucked between your legs, pleasing yourself. The sight of you sitting in front of him wet, naked, and horny caused his dick to twitch. "Hmm, looks like I'm not the only one in the mood for another round," Jake smiled, stroking his cock.

He approached your face, pulling your hair to tilt your head back as he inserted his dick into your mouth. "Suck it, baby. Suck my dick with those pretty fucking lips," he smirked as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft. He groaned as you pulled back to suck on his pink, fleshy tip that leaked pre cum. You maintained eye contact as you spit on his dick and jerked his cock a few times before putting it back in your mouth. "Ugh hmm," he moaned as you shoved his dick deep down your throat, nearly making you gag.

Seeing the way your eyes rolled back when his dick reached your throat, turned him on more. He grabbed your head and held it close while he grinded your face. You felt him repeatedly jamming his cock in your mouth before shoving it deep and holding it there while he moaned in your mouth. "Ngh, baby. I need your pussy," he whined as he pulled his sticky dick from between your lips.

You braced yourself up against the wall as Jake pounded your pussy from behind. You couldn't even speak at this point, you were letting Jake use you as his personal sex doll. You felt the water hit your back as Jake continued to fuck you harder and deeper, gripping your ass, waist, and tits which made him more excited. You heard him groan as he filled you with his hot, sticky load.

❤️‍🔥

You and Jake finished up in the shower before crashing, completely naked, in his bed.

A few days later, you returned to work and everything was great for the next month.

"Hey, Y/N. Do you wanna hang out today after your shift?" Heeseung asked as you wiped off the counter. "Yea, sure."

It had been a while since you and Heeseung went out for drinks, primarily due to the fact that you had been so busy with Jake and everything. Not that you were complaining, you loved Jake and Jake loved you. But you did miss spending time with Heeseung. So after your shift, you climbed into his car as he drove you to your favorite club.

You and Heeseung bought a couple drinks and caught each other up on what's been going on since you last spoke. You told him about how you'd been doing since the incident and he told about how his mom was feeling much better.

"Okay let's play a game," Heeseung suggested. "What game?" you asked. "Drink or die," he said. "Drink or die? How do you play that?" "Okay so basically, it's like truth or dare. And if you chicken out you have to take a drink. The game ends when one of us finishes our drink," you were already fairly tipsy, but a game didn't seem like a bad idea.

"Hmm, sounds pretty easy," you said as the bartender placed two suicide cocktails in front of you. These were the strongest drinks on the menu which made them perfect for a game like this. "Okay, I'll go first," Heeseung smiled readjusting himself in the chair. "Alright, truth or dare?" "Truth." "Have you ever peed in a pool?" "Starting easy I see. And yes. To be honest, I think everyone has at least once in their lives." "True, true," you nodded.

"Your turn. Truth or dare?" "Hmm...truth." "What's the strangest rumor you've ever heard about yourself?" "Umm, one time back in fifth grade all of the kids used to tease me about a bump on my foot. They said I was growing a third toe because I was some kind of alien." "That's crazy. Okay, my turn," Heeseung chuckled. "Truth or dare?" "Truth...actually dare." "Hmmm let me see," you said scanning the room. "Oh oh, I know. Whisper something dirty to the bartender," you snickered as Heeseung sighed before whistling to get the female bartender's attention. Whatever he said must've been pretty wild because that girl was blushing for the rest of the night.

"Your turn," he grinned mischievously. "What's your biggest sex fantasy?" You didn't hesitate to take a sip from your drink. "Aww come on," he whined. "You just made me do that freaky ass shit so it's only fair we make it even." "Okay, well ask me something else." "Uh uh. You didn't want to tell the truth so now you have to do a dare." "Ugh fine," you groaned, rolling your eyes before taking another sip of the cocktail. "Hey! I didn't even give you the dare yet." "I know, but knowing you I'll probably need it to complete it," he laughed at your remark before telling you to close your eyes which you did obediently.

You felt a set of soft, plush lips meet yours, gently pulling them in. A simple kiss soon joined by a little tongue action. Then you remembered...Jake.

"What the fuck is this!?" you heard a voice that ripped your lips away from Heeseung. "Jake? What are you doing here?" "I was coming to find you! I was supposed to take you home today remember?!"

You had completely forgotten that Jake planned to take you home today.

"Jake. I-" "I don't wanna hear it!" he spat before storming out. "Who was that?" Heeseung asked. "That was my boyfriend," you sighed. "Fuck. I'm sorry. I didn't know." "That's my fault. I didn't tell you," you said grabbing your bag. "Where are you going now?" "To apologize to him," you said, leaving Heeseung behind.

You ran out to catch Jake as he walked to his car. "Jake! Wait!" you called, but he didn't turn around. "Jake!!" you shouted again.

*Honk*

"Y/N!!" Jake yelled out. The loud blaring of a car horn caught your attention as you were nearly hit by an oncoming car. Jake ran to you, grabbing you by the arm as he dragged you to his car. "Get in," he commanded."Jake I--" "No. I don't want to hear a single word about what happened back there. Not until we get home." "Your apartment?" "No...yours," he said sternly, gripping the cold leather of the steering wheel in his hands as he pulled off.

When you finally made it home, Jake waited for you to unlock the door to your room. He sat down at the metal barstool in your small apartment. "I didn't mean for it to go that far, Jake. I swear," you said as Jake dropped his head into his hands. You listened as he let out a deep sigh. "I'd do anything to make you happy. Anything! And this is what I get? You sneaking around with your manager behind my back," he spat. "How would you feel if you caught me at some bar making out with my co-worker?" "I-I would feel betrayed." "And that's exactly how I'm feeling right now. Absolutely, fucking betrayed." "Jake, I'll never do it again. I promise. It was a stupid mistake and I regret it. You're the sweetest guy I've ever known and I don't want to lose you." "Well maybe you'll think of that next time," Jake said as he stood up. "I'm going home. I need some time away from you to cool down." "Oh...okay." "I love you, Y/N." "I love you too, Jake," you said as you watched the teary-eyed boy leave your apartment.

You fell to the ground and cried after you locked the door. You felt like a piece of you had just been torn away. And that piece was Jake. The boy who walked into your life when you weren't even looking for love. And you know that if Jake hadn't come in there, things would've been a whole lot worse.

Ever since that day, Jake's been a little different. You two were able to move past the Heeseung ordeal, in fact, your 6 month anniversary was just around the corner. For the most part, Jake was the most loveable, reliable, and supportive boy you'd ever known, but on the other hand, he was a whole different person.

Even his best friends Sunghoon and Jay had started to convince you to break up with him, but you couldn't. You felt responsible for creating the two-faced sweetheart.

3 months ago…

You were on your way to Jake’s apartment to go and spend some time with him. However, you were running a little late because you had stopped to pick up some food for the two of you.

“Where the hell were you?” Jake said as he opened the door. Your smile faded as you saw the frustrated look on Jake’s face. “Sorry I’m late, there was just a lot of traffic today. But I went to pick up lunch for you…your favorite.” “Oh yeah? And did you go anywhere else while you were out?” “Well i-“ you were cut off by Jake grabbing a handful of your hair.

“You what?” “Ow! Jake! Please let me go,” you whined nearly dropping the bag of food. “Not until you tell me where else you went. And don’t even think about lying. It’ll only make things worse.” “I went to the library,” you whimpered. “To go meet up with someone huh?” “Yes, but—AHH!!” Jake pulled your hair tighter and brought your face to his. “I had to give Evie my notes from class,” you winced with tears welling in your eyes. Jake loosened his grip, relaxing your body. “She was sick last week and missed the lecture…so she was studying…at the library,” you continued to explain.

Jake caught the tear with his thumb as it ran down your cheek. “I’m sorry. I hate to see you cry,” he pouted, taking the bag from your hands and placing it on the counter. “I love you so much. And the thought of losing you scares the hell out of me,” Jake said as he pulled you in for a hug. “How about we go and enjoy our lunch together,” Jake kissed you on the forehead before walking you to the table.

Jay and Sunghoon came into the apartment not long after you and Jake started eating. "Hey guys," Jay casually waved as he walked to his room. You and Jake both responded by waving back. Sunghoon stayed behind in the kitchen to grab a drink while he played around on his phone. Within a few minutes, Jay was already heading back outside.

Both you and Jake assumed Sunghoon left with Jay so when a notification popped up on your phone from a guy named "Nicholas" Jake went ballistic. You barely had enough time to register the situation before you were smacked in the mouth with your phone. A thin stream of blood peered through the broken skin on your lips.

"What the fuck is this huh?" Jake shouted. "Are you cheating on me?" He continued. "Wh-what are you talking about?" you asked still dazed from the first whack. Jake reached to wrap his hands around your throat right as Sunghoon got up to see what was going on.

"Jake! Are you crazy? What the fuck are you doing?" Sunghoon ran over to pull you away from him. "You need to fucking chill out. I-" Sunghoon stopped mid-sentence when he noticed the blood on your lip. "This is none of your business Sunghoon," Jake growled. "I'm not just gonna stand here and let you beat on your girlfriend like your dad beat your mom." Before Jake could respond Sunghoon had already taken you outside.

"Are you okay?" He asked looking at your lip. "Yea...I'm fine," you responded wiping the access with the back of your hand. "How long has this been going on?" "This is the first time he ever reacted this way," you replied looking down at the ground.

"Do you at least know why?" "He's afraid of me cheating on him like his ex." "This is so fucking stupid. He does realize that you're nothing like his ex right?" "Yea, but it's kinda my fault.." you sighed. "How?" "Well, he caught me in a bar one time making out with my manager. And since then, he doesn't fully trust me."

"That still doesn't give him a reason to hit you," Sunghoon shook his head. "I don't care about some one-time incident. Jake isn't a child, he needs to deal with his emotions like an adult. He could seriously hurt you. How do you think that would've gone if I wasn't in there? Huh?"

You rubbed your neck, remembering the way Jake tightly gripped your throat, "I...He would've choked me..." "And probably much worse," Sunghoon added. "I know you love him and I'm sure he loves you, but you can't stick around if he's gonna treat you like this--" "But it was just one time, Sunghoon. He'll never do it again," you didn't hesitate to defend Jake. You truly did believe this would be the last time.

"I hope not. If it happens again, just know I'll be dragging his ass out of the house instead of you," Sunghoon said before wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Don't worry. I'm just walking you to my car."

You followed Sunghoon to his car, climbing into the passenger side.

*Click*

Sunghoon locked the doors. "I just have one question for you, do you want to go back in there or would you rather I take you home?" Sunghoon's question danced around in your mind. You were afraid of what Jake might do to you if he was still angry, but you also didn't want to leave him.

"I want to go back in there with Jake," you answered. "Well, that's your choice, but first we're going to get something to eat," Sunghoon sighed before pulling out his phone. "What are you doing?" "First, I'm texting Jay to meet up with us. Second, I'm telling your crazy ass boyfriend where I'm taking you so he doesn't do anything stupid."

>>Present Day:

As badly as you wanted to believe that was the first and last time Jake would ever hurt you, you knew random outbursts were inevitable. But at least he hadn't done any physical harm to your body...right? You've got into some pretty heated arguments where Jake has broken things around you. Another incident happened when the two of you were arguing about him wanting you to quit your job and move in with him.

Though you wanted to move in with him, you didn't want to quit your job. Sure the customers were annoying sometimes, but you loved that place. You'd been working there for over a year now and it almost felt like a second home. But Jake wasn't trying to hear that. He raised his hand and you closed your eyes tightly, bracing for impact. Instead, the sound of glass shattering caused you to jump.

Jake had thrown a glass bottle to the ground and walked away.

Jay came home just as Jake walked away. He rushed over to help you clean up the mess. "What happened?" Jay asked. "Nothing...It slipped out of my hands," you lied. And thus began a trend of you lying to cover for Jake.

Soon after, you moved in with Jake, while secretly keeping your job. Whenever he'd drive you, you told him to drop you off at a store that was a good little walk away from your real job. Yes, you felt bad for lying, but Jake was already controlling so many aspects of your life. You at least wanted this for yourself.

Nevertheless, you were excited about your date with Jake. He had planned a little weekend vacation at a resort not too far from where you lived. Lucky for you, Jake had calmed down a lot over the last two months so you weren't afraid to be alone with him.

Only one day stood between you and your little rendezvous and the both of you were getting very excited to spend some alone time together. As usual, Jake dropped you off at your fake job before you walked away to your real job. "Good morning, Y/N. What's got you all excited?" Heeseung asked upon seeing the smile on your face. "Me and Jake are going on a date this weekend," you beamed. "Sounds fun," he smiled back. "Well let's hurry up and finish your shift, so you can go home and get ready," he giggled. You immediately pulled your apron over your head and started taking orders.

Jake wanted to surprise you with flowers and chocolate when you finished your shift. So he ran over to a florist and picked up the biggest bouquet available. "What's the special occasion?" the lady asked as she rang him up. "It's for my girlfriend. We're going out this weekend for our anniversary and I want it to be special," he smiled. "Aww, that's so sweet. I wish I had a boyfriend like you," she giggled before handing Jake the bouquet. "Thank you," he smiled. "Wait...give this to her. Girls love plushies," she said, handing him a fluffy bear wearing a blue and green bow. "Oh my gosh. Thank you so much. She'll love this. How much is it?" "Don't worry about it," she waved her hand. "It's on the house. Enjoy your date."

Jake just had one more stop to make before coming over to pick you up. A box of chocolates.

He drove to your fake job with the biggest grin on his face, thinking about how you'd react to his surprise. When he finally arrived, he walked in and waited for you to come out. You supposedly worked as a server at this fancy restaurant. So when Jake didn't see you come out even once, he went to find the manager.

"Excuse me. Where's Y/N?" "Who's Y/N?" "She's one of your servers. Here's a picture of her," Jake said pulling out his phone to show the manager a picture of you. "I'm very sorry young man, but I've never seen that girl in my life. And her name is nowhere to be found on the roster. I believe you may have the wrong establishment," the elderly man said adjusting his glasses. "Maybe you're right," Jake chuckled. "Sorry for bothering you. Thank you for all of your help," Jake flashed a fake smile before walking off to a corner to call you.

You didn't answer the first call because you were in the middle of taking an order, but Jake didn't know. So he tried again. One of the servers saw the distressed look on his face. "Hey, who'd you say you were looking for again?" the waiter asked. Jake pulled up your picture and told him your name. "She's my girlfriend and I'm just really worried about her right now," Jake said rubbing his forehead. "Ohhh, I know her. Well, I know her face. She works not too far from here. At the Starbucks down the street. She's a cashier so she'll be in the front. Actually, I saw her there this morning. She's probably still there," the waiter said before walking off. "Ahh, thanks, man. Here's 50 for your time," Jake said handing the waiter a $50 bill. "Woah! I mean, you're welcome," he said holding up the bill to see if it was real.

Jake drove down the street to see you taking orders at the register before turning around to signal for someone to take your place.

*Ring Ring*

Jake's phone rang. He picked it up to see you calling. "Hello?" he answered. "Is everything okay?" you asked. "Yea, sorry. I butt-dialed and tried to call you back to let you know," Jake chuckled. "Oh okay. Well, I have to get back to work. My shift is almost over." "Alright, I'll be over in a bit to pick you up." "Okay, love you." "Love you too," he said before ending the call.

Jake pulled into a parking spot and waited for you to get off of work. He watched as you walked down the street and stood in front of the building to your fake job.

After waiting a few minutes, Jake drove around the block to pick you up. You climbed into the car to see Jake smiling with a bouquet of flowers, a box of chocolates, and a cute plush teddy. "Aww, Jake. What's all this?" "I wanted to surprise you at work," he said before pulling off. "Thank you so much, Jake. This is beautiful," you smiled before placing a kiss on his cheek. You went on to tell him about your day at work as he drove you back to his apartment.

You were completely unaware that Jake found out you had been lying to him for the past few months about where you worked and he was very upset. This weekend of romance may have just turned into a trap for you. You were going out of town to a secluded area alone with Jake. There will be no Jay or Sunghoon to protect you from the monster Jake could be.

And the worst part was that you didn't even know you were walking to your own doom...

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|ROUTE 1: HEESEUNG|A Story That Starts With a Text

🥀summary: when you installed a dating app to just mess around with random people, not knowing that you were turning your peaceful life into a bloody one the moment you sent that text.

🥀genre: yandere, angst, fluff

🥀warning: cursing, kleptomaniac! reader, alcohol, suggestive content, future non-con w a minor involved! (only in one ep, 18+ only mdni! --- this is only for entertainment, I don't condone this behaviour)

🥀pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

🥀a/n: this is my first series T^T , and my first time writing in this blog. So expect alot of grammar errors, awkward storytelling and dialogues! I'm always trying to improve, and so any feedbacks and criticisms are welcome. Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated!

🥀 episode 1: dating app

🥀 episode 2: first text

🥀 episode 3: your little marionette

🥀 episode 4: the seventh month game

🥀 episode 5: fate

🥀 episode 6: fairy tale

🥀 episode 7: coming soon..

|>YANDERE SERIES: ENHYPEN (PART 1)

|> secondary blog: @secondblogsstuff (please stop following my secondary blog T^T)

Who knows about Sally Hemings?

She was Thomas Jefferson's slave.

Called his "mistress," but how can you be a mistress when you were a slave, a child, and could not consent? Had absolutely no choice?

She bore him 6, perhaps as many as 8 children. He kept her locked in a basement room.

The room was recently unearthed, and DNA evidence has proven the lineage of Sally's children.

She was beteeen 12 and 14 years old when he started raping her, and Jefferson was in his forties. He freed the children that he had with her, but not Sally. Her daughter had to free her mother after Jefferson passed away.

This is not taught in schools. This side of history. We are supposed to consider the founding fathers as great men, fighting for justice and freedom, guided by God... when they are evil men. Selfish men who did nothing, save that it was for their own aggrandisement, personal benefit, and financial gain.

I would also like to add that Sally was Jefferson's dead wife's half sister. Sally's mother was raped by her owner, who was Martha (wife of Thomas) Jefferson's father.

These people left a legacy.

A legacy of entitlement under the most criminal of circumstances, and White Supremacist beliefs which pervade U.S. Society and Culture, to this very day.

Looking through my drafts screaming because why did half of these have such good plots and I MEVER FINISHED THEM??? Like their all good WHY ARE THERE SO MANY OF SUNGHOON😭⁉️