This Audio And Jake?!!!?

FEELING UNWELL AT HOW HYUNJIN PULLS ON FELIX' HAIR

A LIFE 4 A LIFE CHAPTER 4

Genre : Thriller, angst, murder mystery

Teaser : 4 bodies. 4 different locations, and only 1 person connecting them all.

Warnings: bullying, violence, suicide, major character death i guess. Please proceed with caution.

Everything here is a work of fiction. I do not perceive Enhypen this way in real life. None of this is real.

I also do not condone bullying or violence in any way.

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When Jungwon's mom had come into his room, with a traffic light of emotions on her face, concern and happiness blended with curiosity he had expected many things. He however did not expect her to chirp out, "A friend has come to visit you!" ; because a friend in his context could have meant anything. A bully(he was almost always expecting this), someone to rudely remind him of upcoming projects and due in library books. However the last person he expected was Niki, his junior and his now-dead-bully-Jay's younger brother to come visit him.

The endearing smile and the chocolates Niki had given Jungwon's mother was enough for her to smile and approve of Jungwon's supposed "friend". Jungwon had not taken out his eyes from Niki the second he stepped into his house. Niki, however hardly batted an eye , he acted like Jungwon's forever friend fooling his parents with charming eyes and pretty face. Why had he come here? Did he know something? Wait fuck Jungwon relax its not like you actually murdered someone.....not exactly.

The minute his mother stepped out of the room to get some snacks, Niki's jaw relaxed and his achingly bright grin slipped to reveal a more sinister expression. ah there it is, his real face , Jungwon thought.

Niki threw his bag on the floor and rubbed his neck. His eyes met Jungwon's and Niki scoffed, "Okay, i'm not here to play with you alright? I'm going to ask you some questions and answer them for me. Whatever you know, don't even try to hold back."

Jungwon's brow raised at his tone of voice and cocky body language, like-like Jungwon was below him. Jungwon had gotten used to this feeling too many times now, so why did he feel anger surge through his veins? Why did he feel an unexplainable urge to punch him?

It was because this was only used at school. Right now, Niki was in his turf. He was in his house uninvited and certainly not welcomed and Nikki had the audacity to disrespect him in his house.

"And why should I?" Jungwon questioned boldly, Niki who had been cracking his knuckles out of stress snapped his head in mild surprise and annoyance. He took two steps forward and Jungwon almost scoffed in amusement at Niki's attempt to intimidate him. Did he really think he'll let these fuckers bully him at his own place? Jungwon's parents might not have been the most attentive but between having to tackle two jobs, home and bills they still wouldn't let their own son be harassed and they certainly wouldn't turn a blind eye.

"Don't play dumb with me Jungwon, you know exactly what im talking about. I saw your face that day. That wasn't just shock or horror. You know something I don't, don't you, well spit it out I didn't come all the way here to this place to go without any answers."

The way Niki emphasised this place like it was something not worthy of him triggered something inside Jungwon that he never knew existed. The very place that his parents had worked hard to get. And he had the absolute nerve to pretend like he'd rather spit on the ground than taint his shoes. But Jungwon didn't let his mask drop, his face remained neutral but inside his head was a traffic of cars , all of them honking one after the other making it difficult to think one thing at a time, so he said the first things that came to his mind,

"You'd be stupid to think I know anything about your brother's death, and especially as I'm anything but sad at his death."

Niki's expression contorted with fury and shock, he made a fast move in bringing his hand up to the air ready to strike Jungwon, but Jungwon wasn't taking anyone's shit today. He was sick. He was tired. He should be glad that the two people that tortured him the most were now gone. That without them he would live a quiet life. Jungwon didn't understand why he willingly let himself investigate and get caught up in this nasty web. He should be happy and satiated, wasn't this what he wanted? Peace and quiet.

But this wasn't what Jungwon was feeling. Everything that surged through his brain the past month was anger, confusion, fear , and Niki had come in the wrong time and wrong place just in line to face his month-no scratch that years full of stress and rage. With one swift movement Jup fucking around. Niki's face changed from anger to fear so fast that Jungwon let out a hollow chuckle. Fuck this was all it took to make this fucker scared? Why didn't he do this before?

Niki desperately tried to get up, throwing himself on the wall even more trying to get as much distance from him and Jungwon as possible but instead he confined himself to a smaller space. A space just enough for Jungwon to cage him in and slowly touch the edges of Niki's collar. He stopped just enough for Niki to relax a tiny bit and then fisted his shirt harshly bringing Niki's face centimetres away from him.

Jungwon wanted to do a million things at the moment. Jungwon had never felt in power before and at this moment that he did, in a sickening way he loved every fucking second of it. He loved the fear on his captors face,. He wanted to see every single person that hurt him this way and feed off their thundering hearts. And afterall, what better way to release years of bottled up stress into his bully's brother? Why not give him a taste of what he deserves ?

And just as quickly as the feelings entered him, they faded away just as quickly as he really focused on Niki's face. He analysed it for a second and let his hands drop to his sides. Anyone seeing this would call him stupid. Why show weakness again? Why stop now? Why let karma do the job? Why not do Karma's job himself?

The answer was stupid, as stupid as every 2000's cliche coming of age movie that were desperate but always failed to depict real highschool. Because unlike the movies he didn't get water splashed on him, he didn't have a crush on the mean popular girl. And he sure as well wasn't going to give the bully another chance. But....he wasn't going to become one either. He wasn't like them right? He wasn't a fucking sadist right?

He wasn't going to hurt Niki, but he wouldn't let him get away with this either. Slowly regaining his short adrenaline filled breaths Jungwon narrowed his eyes at Niki who was still trembling from the impact of the throw and tightned his hold, "If you ever fucking question me or disrespect me again. I'll fucking kill you."

It was an empty threat really, after all Jungwon could hardly even lift a stray hair of Niki without his parents probably suing the school. But this time Niki's parents weren't there and although the threat was empty, the empty spaces was filled with a clear warning to back the fuck up

And just like that, Niki took his bag and rightfully disappeared. Jungwon collapsed on his bed, sighed and squeaked under the weight.

Fuck, can't I get just one moment of peace? Just one moment where I'm not thrown into a series of pain?

Ding!

Jungwon groaned, shifting to the side of the bed to get his phone from the bedside table. Already dreading having to text his mom to not get the snacks. His eyes drooped down. She seemed so happy at the mention of a friend.....

But what Jungwon saw on his notification screen wasn't his mom. It wasn't anyone he knew either which just made it a whole worse.

With trembling hands Jungwon fumbled about his phone and opened the message refusing to believe,

You can thank me later ;).

That's what the message read, and faster than Jungwon could comprehend, the message was deleted as soon as it was marked as seen. A shiver went through his spine and his stomach was a jungle of nerves. It was as if whoever had sent the message....was waiting for him to see it and had deleted it when they knew that all Jungwon needed to do was to see it. That was their purpose.

But why? Why him?

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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

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thomas jefferson and sally hemings did not have a forbidden romance as many historians like to say. sallywas thomas’s child sex slave and it’s time that people know the truth about our founding fathers. 

GAMER BF !!!

06 - do you wanna hang out?

SUMMARY: yn had a small book & school related youtube channel. she is introverted and doesn't have many friends. suddenly one day she gets a message from an unknown number who ends up being youtuber!yeonjun who owns a gaming youtube channel, asking if she can help him study for his upcoming psychology exam.

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genre: smut, college au

pairing: programmer! beomgyu x gn reader (afab when it comes to smut)

warnings: nsfw, sub virgin! beomgyu, dom! reader, corruption kink, mentions of p0rn, handjob, riding

word count: 1.8k

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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😭⁉️

ೃ⁀➷ airport crush | choi beomgyu NSFW

pairing: beomgyu x f!reader ( x childhood crush yeonjun at the end)

genre: fluff, smut | non-idol au

warning(s): lower case intended, edited, mature language, swearing, fingering (f!receiving), hickeys (both giving and receiving), a little praise talk from beomgyu, public setting (airport restroom lol), beomgyu’s such a tease, reader lowkey playing hard to get, just horknee gyu and reader, yeonjun gets a little jealous 🤭

summary: while waiting 4 hours for your next flight, you see a cute guy at the airport and decide to kill some time.

note & disclaimer: this was extremely unplanned and I’m going through a beomgyu brainrot ever since he dyed his hair purple— allow it :p perhaps a part 2 on the way as well / this does not represent the artist in any way. it is just fiction, thank you.

wc: 2.8k (for no reason)

taglist: @wccycc @ericyjun @hotboyyeonjun (taglist form here)

“you need to learn how to stare at that guy without drooling.” your brother’s friend calls out to you, snapping you out of your reverie.

the said guy adorned plum-coloured hair and a matching essentials hoodie and shorts set. in your opinion, you disliked when guys wore essentials. you thought they looked too much like ‘hype-beasts’ as they call them these days. you eyes ascends from his white air forces, up his toned legs, admiring the way the black essentials set fit him well, and landed on his pretty eyes. his mask made it a little tricky for you to imagine what he’d look like without it but you could tell he was attractive the moment you laid your eyes on him. heck, the moment he made that brand appealing to you.

“shut up, YJ. and you’re no better gawking at these girls’ asses in their gymshark shorts.” you sigh while rolling your eyes at him.

he scoffs in response, “touché. anyway, go get some snacks, wonder ‘round or something and leave your bags here.” you watch him motion his hand in a shoo manner while you passed him your bags, then starting to walk away from your brother, soobin, who seems to be jet-lagged as hell.

“don’t go ‘round getting your dick wet.” you half-joked, knowing that this guy you grew up with is the biggest fuckboy you’ve ever known; he could get any girl he wanted, and it still baffles you that you used to have the biggest crush on him.

you walk away with your phone in hand and stuck your tongue out at him while he held a sly middle finger up at you. it was your first time travelling abroad with just yeonjun and your brother, and knowing just how over-protective they can be was a pain sometimes. at least this time you were able to wander around the airport without them.

walking past airport souvenir shops was one of your favourite ways to pass time, you knew you weren’t going to buy anything since this was your first stop-over flight. after admiring some keychains representing the country you were in, a familiar shade of purple caught your eye from a distance.

there he was again; tall, lean, handsome and around your age. he’s casually walking around, his hand gripping onto the black bag he’s been carrying around and your mind is going places it shouldn’t, especially about a stranger.

stop staring, you told yourself. but as if he heard, your eyes meet for a few seconds before you turn your body and start walking in the opposite direction. well done.

you’re done for. mentally patting yourself on the back for being an embarrassment in public. you fucked up and you don’t even know this guy, and now he’s going to think you’re a creep for staring longer than an average human being would–

“excuse me?” you halt in your steps, shutting your eyes at the sound of the honey silk voice behind you.

dreading to turn around, you did so regardless of how you were feeling that moment, and met with the same pretty eyes you did earlier with yeonjun. this time, you were able to see his face properly, his hair partially parted in the middle and wondering when he took his mask off.

“yes?” your voice was stern, putting up a front and refusing to get caught off guard by this attractive man standing before you.

“I saw you earlier and was wondering if you’d like to walk around with me?” it was definitely not what you were expecting but you were immediately drawn to his confidence. “sorry, is it weird to ask a stranger to hang out for a while?”

you could see his eyes smiling shyly, it being the only feature on his face that was partially hidden due to his bangs slightly framing his brows.

you bit the inside of your bottom lip, refraining the smile appearing on your face. “yeah, it is kinda weird.” your voice stoic and unbothered. he stretched his arm and scratched the back of his neck, his confidence faltering.

“I’m beomgyu by the way. you can call me gyu, though.” he held his hand out, anticipating yours. you looked down at his hand, noting how his fingers were pretty.

it would be nice to talk to someone else other than your childhood crush and your brother for the next 3 hours. “yn.” you shook his hand briefly before exiting the shop.

1 hour later

your back is pushed up against the mirror in one of the restrooms, the space big enough for two people. beomgyu’s hands were roaming from your neck, your waist and the other only finding purchase under your thigh to wrap your leg around his waist.

“mm gyu, stop for a second.” you were panting from his lips against yours, lips slightly puffy from his occasional nibbles. but you want more.

his hands were planted on either side of your hips, him situated between your legs, his confined erection against your lower abdomen and your hands grasping onto his shoulders for balance. he whines cutely, refusing to listen to you and places slow yet delicate kisses down your neck until he reached your collar bones.

“gyu pleasee~” you imitate his whine, only to receive a low scoff. he rested his forehead against yours while waiting for you tell him the reason that stopped him from continuing his lewd actions. “use your fingers,” you whine again, “please.”

a satisfied smirk crawls up his lips realising just how horny you were, but it was no surprise that it matched his level so perfectly. he couldn’t blame you, it’s not all the time you manage to pass first base with an airport crush.

“you’re bad, huh?” he asked rhetorically, his fingers fumbling with the strings of your sweatpants. “you just want to be fingered at the airport so you could boast about it to your girls, I bet.”

he pulls your sweats and panties from the hem and down to your knees. the cold surface of the countertop meeting your butt. your fingers scrunches up by the collar of his hoodie, pulling him as close as you can.

“impatient too.” he slides two fingers from your core, gathering the slick up to your clit. it was hard to hold back a moan, leaning your head back against the mirror.

“c’mon quit teasing, gyu.” your knuckles turning white from the grip on his expensive-ass hoodie. another moan slips from your lips and the sound sent blood rushing to beomgyu’s dick, and if he wore grey shorts you would see his dick print for sure.

“gotta answer me honestly before you get what you want, sweetcheeks.”

“beomgyu, I swear down. I will walk out this door if you don’t touch me.” you pulled him in, clashing teeth and lips, and hearing him chuckle in between. he loved how needy you were, never had he met someone almost on the same page as himself.

cupping your cheek and lacing his fingers through the hair behind your ear, he pulled back only to see this new shit eating grin plastered on his face.

“why’d you agree to have some stranger touch you like this, hm?” though he somewhat had a valid question, all thoughts of reason for this behaviour flew out the window the moment he laid his hand on your waist.

“beomgyuuu, please–”

“tell me, why?” he couldn’t resist the urge to trace the sweet spots on your neck with more kisses, marked with the light hickeys he left a few minutes prior. yeonjun and soobin were definitely going to kill you if they see them.

you sigh, knowing he’s the type that likes his ego being fed, but you thought fuck it, when are you ever going to see this guy again? “you’re cute. you’re really good looking, actually.”

his fingers repeats the lewd action once more, noticing how much wetter you’ve become in the matter of seconds.

“oh really?” and there it was again, that annoying-ass grin that sent flutters down to your clit. “you think I’m that good looking I made this cute little cunt wet?”

“ugh shut upp–”

his fingers circles your your sensitive nub with the slick between your thighs enough to send you towards your orgasm if he sped up even in the littlest way possible.

“why are you so stubborn to admit it, baby? scared to admit a random airport crush can make you feel better than anyone you know personally?”

you hate that he was right. his fingers were soft but they definitely knew what they were doing. your mind was too hazy to even speak a word, not even out of surprise, just never thinking you’d ever do such a thing.

“fuck- ‘kay, you're better than any guy I’ve been with." he inserts his middle finger into your core. it was slender and you could feel the tip massaging against your gspot already. "you’re really attractive, and I hate this essentials set you’re wearing but– hah– you look really– ah– hot in it.” your fingers bury themselves into his plum locks, long enough to curl your fingers and tug on it slightly. you smiled against his lips when you heard a soft groan from him. he felt the way your you walls fluttered when he inserted a second finger.

“you just want to cum, yeah? I can definitely do that for you.” at this rate you were in no shape to kiss him back. the pressure and the pace he was alternating at rubbing your clit and pumping his fingers in and out of you was enough to reach your orgasm in the next few seconds.

his teeth nibbles on your bottom lip once more before kissing and nipping at the skin of your jaw, behind your ear and down the column of your neck. a thin layer of sweat was starting to form at your temples, around your chest and you could feel his bangs begin to dampen against your forehead.

the restroom was filled with the vulgar noise of your wet core and his fingers coming in contact with it, along with your moans and high pitched sighs echoing in the enclosed space. “gyu, so close, baby. so, so close.” you adjust your position so you could bury your face into his neck, reciprocating the light bites here and there with your hands clawing at his shoulders.

to your dismay, the pace beomgyu’s fingers were set at didn’t falter. he kept it consistent knowing that any sudden changes could interrupt your orgasm. the orgasm of his airport crush. with his middle and index finger continuously rubbing your numb bundle of nerves in circles, he could feel the change in speed of your breath fanning against his neck. his eyes scrunches due the to pressure in his shorts but that wasn’t his priority right now. if anything, there’s a close chance for him to cum right there and then just from him fingering you.

a mantra of his name and curses were tangled up on your tongue, pushing you closer to your orgasm with your legs shaking on either side of his hips.

“that’s it, you’re doing so good for me. you’re so hot like this, oh my- fuck-” his string of praises stops when your lips finds his sweet spot, sucking on it and followed by light licks on the pink and red splotches decorated on his neck. something else that made his head go haywire was the contact of your hand caressing against the outline of his hard dick. he was thankful you weren’t directly touching him because he had a feeling he would’ve came the second your hand wrapped around his shaft.

beomgyu helped rubbing you through your high. you were panting a lot more than you did from your brief make out before. your essence drips down his fingers, coating his hand and hoping not to soil the cuff of his hoodie. he places his free hand on one thigh, rubbing his thumb across the small surface of your skin to calm you down.

“shit, we really did that.” he laughs against your lips to give you a few pecks.

“no way you’re that good.” you peck him back between each word.

"oh, but I am." he was cocky, but he was hot. he pulls back from you momentarily, lifting his slick-covered fingers into his mouth and releasing them with a ‘pop’. “mm, and you taste good too.”

you push his shoulder and share some giggles between you, still fucked out and waiting for reality to hit you that you let this hot stranger finger fuck you in the public restrooms.

beomgyu went back to kissing your neck slowly, taking in your scent and the touch of your skin against his lips, not wanting this little rendezvous to end. grabbing your phone beside you, your lockscreen was full of numerous missed calls from yeonjun and soobin.

shit shit shit shit.

you check the time and you have just over an hour to make yourself look a little more presentable, find the two older males and the gate for your next flight. a small part of you didn’t want to leave beomgyu so soon, and though it was most likely a one-time thing, you didn’t want it to be.

“hey, I’ve got to go.” you push him away from your neck a little, his lips still try to chase the area of skin he's gone over for the 100th time.

“that was so short-lived.” he groans, tilting his head back to see his prominent adam’s bob up and down.

“yeah I know,” you jump off the counter to clean between your thighs and pull up your panties and sweats. “but at least you made me cum.” you winked at him.

he was cute, and you were sort of surprised by this side of him already. your compliments only sent his ears to turn red and a his failed attempt at keeping in his grin.

“I’ll walk you back to your gate?”

“if that’s okay with you? wait, what’s your gate though?” you make eye contact with him through the mirror waiting for his response.

“gate 5, you?”

“shut up,” you received a confused look from him. “that’s my gate too!" an idea came up and you remember that you have one more stop over flight, and if he's on the same flight as you then that meant you'll both see each other at the next airport. "what about you?" remembering how hard he was, you reach out and gently stroke his semi-hard dick through his shorts, but he shakes his head at you and gives you a smile.

as if catching on what you were thinking, he wraps his hand around your wrist and drags the palm of your hand down the length of his hidden cock. "no no, it's okay. plus, now I know we'll still meet at the next airport, I can wait."

you felt his arms wrap around your waist, leaving one more kiss on your neck, with his lips forming a smile against your skin before adjusting the collar of your tshirt. he attempts to hide the marks he left on you but failed miserably. his neck, on the other hand, could not be hidden with any sort of attempt unless he wore a turtle neck, which he did not. you mentally curse at yourself for leaving marks so high up.

“it’s fine. I’m not the one travelling with two other people, so don’t worry about it.” you blush from his statement. but also think about how yeonjun would call you a hypocrite, though technically, you didn’t exactly fuck beomgyu.

you and beomgyu walk back to the area where you left yeonjun and soobin almost 2 hours ago. you lean over to grab ahold of your small suitcase, which was laid flat on the floor, and hear yeonjun scoff behind the both of you.

he saw the light marks peeking out from under your shirt and can’t help but feel weird from the sight. he knows he shouldn't feel this way about his best friend's younger sister, yet he made a mental note that you look good marked up. yeonjun's mind couldn't help but wonder what your moans sound like, or even how good you'd feel around his tongue, fingers or his now-growing cock.

“and you were the one that told me not to get my dick wet. you better hide that from soobin or else he’d kill me for letting you wander around for too long," yeonjun eyes beomgyu, "especially with a stranger." he huffs, breaking his curious daydream about you, he observes the way the other guy was standing close to you. yeonjun's still a little taller than the purple-haired male, which managed to boost his ego in the smallest way possible because he was always that competitive.

“don’t worry, YJ, I didn’t wet his dick yet, if you’re that concerned.” you hear beomgyu chortle from your response, not knowing just how jealous yeonjun was growing.

“whatever. that’s on you if you get in trouble.”

“okay, okay!” you nudge his arm, letting him know you were just teasing him back. “what do I need to do for you to keep this a secret? I’ll do anything.”

yeonjun’s ears lit up from your offer. “anything?”

“anything!” you look up at him, watching the gradual smirk climb on his face.

“just wait and see when we get on the plane.” he smirks, turning away.

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