I don’t think I’m very good at writing aus but I hope this is ok. I’ve read so many exceptional CEO au stories that I feel this just pales in comparison. Still I gave it a shot. I hope you all like it :D
The chairs outside your boss’s office were extremely
uncomfortable like they were designed to keep you unsettled and on the edge. To
be sat on one of them was positively frightening. Already your palms were
sweating, your heartbeat pounding hard against your chest while your fingers
nervously played with the files in your hands. It was never for good reason
when you were summoned to the office of Kim Jongdae.
A loud voice emanating from behind the office door made you
jump out of your skin. “YOUR FUCK UP COST ME MORE MONEY THAN YOU MAKE IN A
YEAR!” the voice roared, your hands shaking like a leaf in your lap. “GET OUT!”
There was echoing crash and then moments later, the door swung open and a tall
man sprinted out of the room with files overflowing from his arms.
The receptionist got up from her desk opposite you and
headed into the office with a dipped head. What followed was perhaps the
longest minute of your life. You ran through everything your boss could ask you
about the project you were heading up, making sure you had the facts readily on the
tip of your tongue. To your knowledge, everything was going well with the
project which was why your summoning to his office was even more of a surprise.
“Mr Kim will see you now,” the receptionist said quietly,
holding the door open for you.
So here is the 2nd part of the list since the it’s too long that the links aren’t appearing or working (however you say it). Hopefully this works on mobiles as well. I checked the entire list and it’s not working on mobile and on the actually blog site too.
+ Salon - ‘rumor has it that you’re a hairdresser with magic fingers and you can fix any bad hair day so that’s why I’m here’
+ Klutz - ’ ‘you’re an employee and I have a crush on you so when you hand me the soft serve I accidentally grab it by the ice cream instead of the cone.’
+ Pick up lines - ‘should I be concerned about how much caffeine you’re taking in’ + ‘I write a bad pick up line on your cup every time I’m your barista’
+ Crown - [1/?] 1 - ‘Romeo and Juliet of the math and english dept.’
+ Hotline - ‘i have a very cute neighbour and very thin walls and one day I call you and err your moans are very synchronised with my neighbour’s’ + ‘ I called you because I was curious and wow you have a very soothing voice can you please sing me to sleep’ (M)
+ Flowers - ‘I work as a florist and every day you walk in, buy one flower and give it to me’
J U N G K O O K :
+ Private - ’a glimpse of something private, something that should have remained unknown to your eyes and suddenly the boy you had believed was innocent had become a man practically reeking of testosterone.’
+ Revelation - ‘The heat that resonated from him was unlike any other man you had encountered, his movements were carefully calculated despite his intoxication, his touches soft yet firm upon your skin leaving a scorching trail in their wake. With kisses alone you felt as if he was deep beneath your skin drawing out all of your darkest deepest desires.’ (M)
+ Paper Hearts - ‘You met him at the tender age of thirteen. He was the boy next door, the kid that walked you to school on your very first day and told you your smile was like sunshine.’
+ Unseen (M) - ‘Jungkook struggles to keep his hands to himself.’
+ Nirvana (M) 1/2 - ‘the need for something that isn’t yours, yet all jungkook wanted to do was take and you willingly gave him everything and anything.’
+ Just what you need 1/? “People here, they’re dangerous you do best not to mix.” he explains, watching in interest at your reaction to his words. “Are you one of those people?” you ask. Bingo. He almost smirks he’d seen this scenario countless times, small naïve girls wanting nothing more than to play with fire, to get burnt. He leans forward within his chair, the proximity closing between the two of you as he pulls his lighter from his pocket. “I’m the worst kind.”
deal (m) 1, 2, 3/? - summary: ‘the years spent working hard had really paid off and was it so wrong to want to rub that in a few faces? The cliché mean girls that often teased you for not doing anything with your hair or clothing, wouldn’t it be great to show off someone like Jungkook?’ High school reunion au + ceo!jeon
wonder (m) - summary: ‘that was the snag, the inconvenience if you will, Jeon Jungkook had next to no experience with girls. It was his best friend that insisted on dragging the poor boy from the safety of his dorm and to the nearest frat party. But now Jungkook no longer attended the parties instead taking refuge on your couch. He’d find comfort there, stretched out upon his back with your legs on either side of his body, your fingers threading lazily through his hair.’ virgin!kook
As a general rule I don’t like Supercorp fics where Kara works for Lena in any capacity because of you want that dynamic why not just make it supercat?
But can I say nothing makes me laugh as hard as the idea of Kara being like “babe can we try something? A little roleplay??” And Lena being like “of course babe” and Kara is like “ok cool let’s pretend you’re ….. oh I don’t know a CEO and I’m your secretary” and Lena is like “um” and Kara is like “also you’re really bossy and mean to me but I’m into it also you say my name wrong as a power move” and Lena is like “UM” and Kara is like “call me Keira”
Summary: You just started a new job as the assistant to the CEO of a big company. Turns out the CEO is your high school crush…
A/N: This is my fic, I’m just re-posting it on my sideblog.
This is it, you thought as you walked up to the impressive building of your new company. It’s your first day on the job working at the company of your dreams. You look up, slightly intimidated by the sheer size of it all, and the expectations of your role. You take a deep breath and continue walking in, shiny new employee pass around your neck. You step into the crowded elevator and wait impatiently for it to take you up to the 20th floor. You step out into the reception area, and walk up to the desk.
“Hi, I’m y/n; it’s my first day here and I’m supposed to meet up with Mr. Kim?” you say, unsure if your information is correct.
“Hi y/n, I’m Ava. Welcome to Park Enterprises. Have a seat, Mr. Kim will be here shortly.” she says with a smile. You return her smile and take a seat, and wait. Two minutes later, a tall, lean, handsome man walks through the door.
“Y/n?” You stand up and walk to him, offering your hand. “Hi, I’m Namjoon. I’ll show you around and get you settled.” He shakes your hand firmly, offering you a warm, adorable dimpled smile. “Follow me.”
Please ignores & excuse any errors. I will fix them later!
I let Jang Mi drive this time, while I sat in the passenger’s seat looking over the terms of our contract. Wow, they weren’t joking. It was a thick packet which spoke on how inappropriate pictures that would ruin their image must be destroyed. It also speaks on personal space and so on.
“Wow,” I mumbled, “These guys are a big deal aren’t they?” I was speaking to myself, but I didn’t miss Jang Mi snicker beside me.
“You finally get it huh? They are big deals! What’s even a bigger deal is that Sehun is interested in you. It’s only been 4 days since the party and he’s tried to reach out to you like 4 times.” Jang Mi’s eyes stayed on the road but her smile didn’t flatten.
“I just want to do my job,” I whined, “I didn’t expect them to want us to work so quickly. If anything, Mr. Oh had something to do with it.”
“He probably wants to see you again.” She stated. All I could do was roll my eyes. I read over the contract once more as Jang Mi pulled into the parking garage of the tall building that towered over us.
At the very top of the building it read ‘EXO Inc.’ in bold dark blue words. While Jang Mi searched for a parking space in the crowded area, I took the contracts, which we had already signed, and placed it into the folder, along with the extra copies we made. I grabbed the folder in one hand, taking my phone out of my pocket with the other.
I checked the time and saw that we were not running late. That’s a relief, but for some reason…I feel tense and uneasy. I sighed, before shoving my phone back into my pocket.
I leaned back in my seat, watching as Jang Mi backed up into a small space on the second level of the garage. As she turned off the engine, she handed my key back to me. I took my seat belt off and opened the car door, stepping out. I closed the door before opening the door to the backseat.
Jang Mi did the same thing, and we both grabbed our backpacks with our gear. The pictures for today are commercial, so basically a photo shoot. I was looking at the contract, and it made me realize this isn’t a one step project. This could space out to a month or two.
Jang Mi was excited, while I wasn’t sure how I felt. As I shoved my car keys into one of the smaller pockets of my backpack. After putting the bag over my shoulders I shut the door. I could hear Jang Mi groan she realized all the walking that would have to be done to get off the second floor of the parking garage.
Even though Jang Mi complained the whole way, we were soon in front of the tall building. Men and women in suits were entering and exiting the building at a fast rate, all of them looking stressed and tired. Ugh, I always knew work like this wasn’t for me.
Never thought Sehun would be part of something so big. I was hoping things would be like the movies. The bully ends up somewhere awful in life while the person he bullied is doing well. A part of that is true. I am doing well, he’s just doing…better.
He promised to explain why I’ve been an emotional mess around. I don’t know what to expect. It’s trauma, isn’t it? It’s probably trauma.
Still, in my mind, it’s a sick joke from God to have me cross paths with Sehun. I don’t care what he has to say to me, and I am not trying to make any lasting impressions. I don’t want a friendship out of this either. We strolled inside, ignoring the curious looks from the passing people.
We entered the lobby which had a high ceiling. Half of the wall on our left was glass, giving a clear view of the people walking up to enter the building. Jang Mi looked at me for guidance and I simply nodded towards the front desk where 3 women sat, looking occupied with some documents.
We walked up to the desk, waiting for them to show us some sort of attention. They kept their eyes on the papers in front of them. I clenched my teeth as one of the women glanced up at us but made no effort to assist us.
It is eight in the morning, I am not going to put up with this.
“Excuse me,” I spoke a bit loudly. Still no response. I scoffed.
“Excuse me!” I yelled, this time hitting my hand on the desk. All three of them looked up, feigning fake surprise.
“Yes, ma’am?” The one with brown hair spoke.
“We have an appointment with Mr. Oh.” I stated our business, “Yet, we aren’t sure what floor or room we are supposed to be going to.”
The woman looked us up and down, clearly wondering what business we had with Mr. Oh. It’s not because of what we’re wearing, is it? I am pretty sure that we dressed well. I glanced down at my outfit. I wore navy blue straight legged pants, that almost seemed like the bottom to suits for women. I topped it off with a cherry red blouse and a blazer that matched my pants. My hair was pulled back, to keep it out my face.
My shoes were heels that Jang Mi convinced me to wear. She said we should look professional, which I agreed with. But, there was the one time I didn’t want to wear heels. Sehun might think I’m dressing to impress him, and that’s not the case.
“An appointment?” The female repeated.
I nodded, “We are the photographers from Moment. Y/N and Jang Mi.”
She typed something into the computer and looked back up with a strained smile, “Yes, it says so right here.”
After showing her our ID, she informed us of where we were to go. We walked to the elevator, lugging our gear with us. Jang Mi pressed the button and we stood there waiting. The elevator door opened many times, floods of people joining us and exiting the next stop. Once we got to the floor, we were meet by a hallway. The door directly across from the elevator was the door that we were supposed to enter.
I stepped out the elevator first, twisting the doorknob and opening it. I peeked my head in to see a photo shoot set up. The backdrop, the computer, the lights and all that. On the farther side of the room was a large curtain that was pushed back so I could see what was behind it.
There stood 3 women who seemed to be stylists because behind them were racks of clothes. Also, there were 3 people to assist us with the photos.
These guys went all out. The assistants and stylists all came to greet us. I was completely surprised. We all discussed what the goal of today was, along with what we need to do to work together well. Jang Mi and I started setting up everything. Luckily one of the assistants brought some super loud speakers. I plugged my phone in and set it on my regular photoshoot playlist.
Jang Mi and I began to set the cameras up, and putting the together. This time we brought about 4 camera bodies and 5 lenses, along with flashes and diffusers.
After getting the cameras set and connected with the computer, the only thing that was left was the subjects themselves. I started aimlessly walking around the big and spacious room. That tense feeling was still sitting on my shoulders. I suddenly noticed a table of food, that I swear wasn’t there before.
I grabbed a fork and used that to get a piece of melon from the big bowl of fruit salad. I just keep picking up the bits of fruit and eating them. I’m not sure how much I ate, but I was focused. That’s when I felt my shoulders relax and the tense and unsettling feeling disappeared. I exhaled, and it felt like I had been holding my breath this whole time.
What could it be? Is it…is he here? As If he heard my question, I felt a presence behind me.
“Wow, you love fruit don’t you?” He snickered. I spun around to see the almighty Oh Sehun standing there. He stood in a crisp suit that was missing a tie. His black hair was slicked back with a nice side part to it. He wore an expensive looking watch on his wrist.
“Fruit is delicious,” I mumbled before turning my back to him once again to get more fruit. He moved from behind him and was standing beside me this time.
“You haven’t been answering my calls.” He stated, taking a water bottle in his hand. I chewed and swallowed the piece of watermelon that was in my mouth
“Well, of course, lover boy, it wouldn’t be any fun if I just give in, now would it?” I teased. I turned to look at him, and his eyes were already on me. My heart was starting to race again, and it’s almost like he could tell. A small smile pulled at the corner of his lips.
“Y/N!” Jang Mi called, I turned around to see her standing there with a smirk on her lips and one of our cameras in her hands.
“I’m sorry to interrupt the flirting, but we need Mr. Oh for the photo shoot.” She giggled and the other men were standing behind the backdrop, chuckling along.
Sehun started walking forward, paying no mind to the teasing.
“We were not flirting. I was just eating fruit.” I answered, trailing behind the handsome business man.
“Oh, is that what kids call it these days?” She sneered. I playfully hit her shoulder as she laughed.
Jang Mi will be shooting for the group and pair photos, while I will work with the individuals. I stood at the computer as she took the shots. Damn, some of them are so stiff. After some shots, Jang Mi told them to stay where they are.
She walked over to me and nearly whispered, “How are we supposed to get rid of their cold image if they are taking photos like that?” I sighed, thinking for a moment.
Jang Mi is only supposed to be my assistant. I guess I’ll probably have to take over for this whole shoot. I assured her that it wouldn’t be too much work for me. She handed me the camera and I walked towards the men who stood there with serious looks on their faces.
I inhaled and exhaled.
“Okay,” I began, “We are trying to get rid of your stiff and cold image. To do that…you can’t look so stiff. Relax! Your shoulders are so tense and your smiles and so strained!”
All the men looked at me a bit confused. I guess that they are too used to just regular business photos. Their natural smiles at that party were s carefree, but when told to smile…it looks so rough. The only person
“Here, if I relax maybe you’ll relax,” I said. I gave the camera back to Jang Mi and took off the blazer I had on, revealing my short sleeve red blouse. I also took off my heels leaving me barefoot. I tossed the two things aside earning some chuckles from the men standing there.
I didn’t mess the way Sehun smirk. I walked towards the men, stopping for a moment.
“Is it okay if I fix your clothes a bit?” I glanced behind me at the stylists. They didn’t seem to care much so I moved forward. I started making adjustments to their outfits so they didn’t seem like stuffy businessmen. When I got to the last person, it was none other than Oh Sehun.
He stood there in a full suit. It was a lot different from the outfit he was wearing when we were standing by the food table. They also put this ugly green tie on him. I couldn’t stop my face from scrunching up as I stared at the ugly tie. He snickered at my reaction, causing me to realize I’ve been standing there gawking at him.
“Take off the suit jacket,” I ordered. I sounded out of breath as I spoke and I don’t know why. This sort of feeling was bubbling up in my chest as I stood in front of him. He took off the suit jacket and handed it to me. I took it and tossed it to the side, making sure it wasn’t gonna be in the picture.
He stood there looking at me for more instruction. Wow, his shoulders are really broad.
Y/N, focus! I shook my head slightly as if shaking off the thoughts.
“Open some of the top buttons of your button up,” I said. He did so, opening the first few buttons of the white button. I also had him open the buttons on the wrists of the shirt, before folding and pushing up the sleeves a little bit to reveal some of his forearms.
I sighed before taking a step back to look at all the men in front of me.
“Much better,” I mumbled,
“I agree,” Minseok said, “This seems a lot better than those stuffy suits.”
I nodded, walking towards Jang Mi who had the camera held out to me. I took it in my hands and started taking the photos once again. Things were looking better. Their way of posing was pretty awkward at first, but then they started to chat among themselves as I shot the pictures. It comes off well. I captured the laughs and the interactions between them all. I couldn’t help but laugh along.
“Please Jun, stop with the bad jokes.” Jongdae groaned while Junmyeon laughed at his own jokes. He said another joke and busted out laughing while the others rolled their eyes. I made to sure to capture all those moments.
“Hyung, you’re not funny.” Sehun voiced scratching the back of his head.
“Oh please, I’m totally funny. Let’s ask Y/N. Y/N, are my jokes funny?” Everyone has focused on me once again. Although it was Junmyeon who asked the question, my eyes were on Sehun. He stood there with his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, waiting to hear my answer.
“I think the jokes are funny,” I answered honestly.
“See! Y/N thinks I’m funny!” He turned towards Sehun, who stood about 2 people away from him.
“Y/N also inhales fruit like it’s oxygen so maybe you both are just freaks,” Sehun replied, running his fingers through his hair.
I flinched at the word freak. I felt an uncomfortable ping in my chest. I tried to play it off.
“Hey,” I protested, “Fruit are delicious! There’s nothing wrong with that.” Although my retort was serious, Sehun gave that a smirk. That same smirk he showed in middle school and high school. While the others laughed at my protest, flashes of middle school Sehun appeared before me again. Those hateful eyes, which seemed to burn right through me.
“Oh please! I’ve never seen anyone inhale food like that. You gotta be some type of freak.” His tone was light. He was clearly teasing me and didn’t mean anything by it. But there it was. That word again.
As if it was a reflex, I took a few shaky steps back. The fear I used to feel back in those days was suddenly taking me into its grips.
“Ugh, it’s lens freak! Don’t get too close! She might rub off on you!”
“Freak! Stay back!”
“Y/N?” Sehun’s voice was now drenched with concern. My grip on the camera tighten and my gaze met the floor as tears began to burn my eyes.
You can’t do this Y/N! Not here!
“Y/N?” This time it was a different voice. It was Jang Mi who stood behind me. I took a few more shaky steps back before bumping into Jang Mi who looked on with worried eyes.
“Sorry,” I said, looking up to meet the worrisome gazes of the nine men before me. I quickly wiped the tears that were brimming in my eyes.
“Sorry, sorry.” I kept repeating. Ugh, this is so embarrassing.
“I think you should take a break. I’ll take the individual photos, so you just take a seat.” Jang Mi said taking the camera out of my hands. Before I could even protest, Sehun was walking towards me. He placed his hand on the small of my back, leading towards the further end of the room.
I was so shocked by his sudden concern. My eyes met Jang Mi’s, who was also confused. His touch isn’t bothering me like I was expecting. It’s sort of…comforting.
“Just have a seat.” He whispered into my ear. One of the stylists brought a chair near the food table. I sat down and sighed.
“I’m fine,” I argued, “My mind just wandered somewhere.”
“Where on earth does your mind wander for you to start crying like that? I’ve never seen someone look so scared in my whole life.” He sounded like a parent lecturing their child.
“Just stay there and eat all the fruit you want.” He instructed. My brows furrowed and I was starting to get a bit angry. I felt like he was ordering me around.
“Mr. Oh, I am feeling well, please don’t worry.”
“Well, I can’t help but worry.”
My eyes narrowed at him in confused, He stood towering above me, his hands in his pockets once again. His eyes stayed on me like he was worried I would get up and disappear.
“Why? Why are you so concerned when it comes to me?” My voice dropped to almost a low whisper. My eyes moved to the scene behind Sehun where the individual shoots began.
It was Kyungsoo who was up. The other 6 men were walking towards the curtain placed in the back area of the room, so they could do outfit changes. Jang Mi was doing very well behind the camera now.
I looked back at Sehun. He took his hands out of his pocket and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Y/N, I know things are confusing…but I will explain everything. I’m new to all this and I am not sure what to do. I have a meeting after this shoot. It’ll take about 2 hours. If we could meet up then, I’ll explain everything.” He said, looking down at me.
“We’ll be there too.” I looked to my left to see Jongin, one of Sehun’s brother that I haven’t heard speak much.
I looked between the two men before nodding, “Okay…I just want to figure this thing out so I can move on with my life.”
“Move on with your life?” Jongin questioned looking at Sehun for an explanation as if he would have one.
“I’ve made it clear to Mr. Oh that I do not wish to do more than business. I don’t have room in my life for anything other than my photography.” I said. I watched a strange expression come onto Jongin’s face. It almost looked like he was disappointed or even worried about something.
The rest of the shoot went pretty well. Both Sehun and Jang Mi refused to let me even touch the camera, so I watched on. I gave Jang Mi a few pointers, but that was really all I could do. It finally came to the last individual shoot, which was Sehun’s.
I took a seat near the food table as Sehun did his shoot. Of course, we met eyes every once in awhile.
“Y/N.” Someone called me. I looked towards the voice to see Chanyeol and Baekhyun standing in their suits once again. It’s like every time I make eye contact with them, flashes of middle school show up in my mind.
I showed them a strained smile before looking towards the photo shoot.
“Have you worked for us in the past?” Baekhyun suddenly questioned.
“It seems like you have such a dislike for Sehun. From the moment you met him, so I was wondering if you’ve worked for him in the past? Maybe he said something to get on your bad side?”
I shook my head, “That’s not possible.”
Chanyeol nodded and agreed with my words, “You’re right it’s not possible. Cause if you had met before, he would have already mat-”
“–But anyways,” Baekhyun spoke urgently, “We have to head back to work. We are looking forward to working with you. We hope this project turns out well.”
After the shoot ended, Sehun changed back into his suit while I helped pack up some things. Jang Mi and I started putting our camera gear away.
“Let’s stop by the tech place a bit, After I drop you home, I’ll have to come back here,” I explained.
“You’ll have to come back here?” She raised an eyebrow at me. A knowing smile appeared on her lips and all I could do was roll my eyes.
“I have some things to discuss with Mr. Oh.” I tried to add casually.
She spotted what she was doing to grin, “You got some things to discuss? Sounds steamy. Is he gonna bend you over his desk and have his way with you?”
I opened my mouth to shut her down but someone from behind beat me to it.
“It’s a bit too early for that don’t you think?” I spun around, totally horrified.
“Those were her words, not mine! I am not expecting to be bent over your desk.” My words jumbled together and my face was growing hot.
“It’s fine,” Sehun assured me, “I just wanted to say goodbye before going.”
My eyebrows shot up at the almost shy man in front of me. Are we really sure this is Oh Sehun?
“Oh,” the surprise who clear in my voice, “okay. I will see you later.”
He nodded, before saying a small goodbye to Jang Mi and leaving the room.
“Wow, he is smitten with you.” Jang Mi said, “he’s like the heart eyes emoji every time he sees you.”
“I guess so.”
“I think you should give him a chance. At least get to know him, and if you don’t like him then let him down easy.” Jang Mi suggested. I bit my lip as I thought. He seems like a different person now, but I don’t think it’s healthy for my wellbeing to be around him. He brings up too many memories from the past.
Despite that, something in me has an urge to be near him. It feels like I’m having some type of internal battle.
“What am I getting myself into?” I said as the elevator doors open. This is the highest floor which has the lounge for the CEO of the company. When the elevator doors opened, I was greeted by a tall bulky man who seemed to be security.
“Y/N, they have been waiting for you. Please follow me.” He spoke in a deep and booming voice. He started walking down a hallway with dark gray walls and beautiful lights that led the way. It was pretty dim and reminded me of the hallways in a bar or club. There were multiple rooms we passed in the hallway, but soon the hallway came to a big open area with couches, a big flat screen TV, and a bar. There the 9 men talking and chatting.
My eyes found Sehun right away. He stood near the furthest wall, which was basically a big window looking over the sunset.
“Y/N,” Chanyeol said as I walked in. The guard left, leaving me to fend for myself. Sehun who’s back was to me, spun around when Chanyeol said my name.
He smiled, and I returned the gesture.
“So,” I feel a bit awkward, “you said you were gonna explain some things?”
“Yeah, of course.” He said before taking a seat on one of the couches. I walked over, sitting down next to him, but leaving as much space as I could without drawing attention to it.
“So umm…” Sehun started, “please have an opened mind, it may seem like a bit much.” I nodded my head, wondering what this could be about. I looked around at Sehun’s brothers and realized they were all watching me closely, maybe watching for my reaction? They all seemed very serious as well.
The atmosphere was so tense I laughed to ease it, “Come on, just tell me! You guys are freaking me out.”
Sehun sighed, “We are wolves.”
I blinked at him a bit confused, “Wolves? Wolves when it comes to business?”
Sehun shook his head, “No, we’re actual wolves.”
My brows furrowed as I tried to understand what he was saying, “Like you shift into wolves when there’s a full moon?”
Sehun snickered, “Not during full moons, but yes.”
I chuckled, “Are you being serious? Wolves? Really?”
Everyone in the room nodded, not a single trace of a laugh on their face. They’re serious. Should I just play along with this? Yet, if it’s a joke…why does it feel like I’m accepting it so easily?
I sat there trying to piece my scattered thoughts, “O-okay…what kind of wolves are we talking about? Like Teen Wolf type of wolves or big Twilight type of wolves?”
Sehun cocked his head to the side at my question, “I would say the Twilight type?”
I’m pretty sure my jaw had dropped as I stared at him. A wolf? Really? Is this some type of joke. As much as I wanted to leave, I wanted to know what this had to do with me.
“Every wolf has a mate. A wolf’s mate is someone who he is destined to be with. Their love and bond is something humans probably could never even understand. A wolf knows his mate the second he lays eyes on her. She becomes his everything and someone he’s set to protect.” Minseok said from the couch across from me.
“Okay…” I spoke slowly, “what does that have to do with me?” I asked. The room became that awkwardly quiet again. My eyes moved to Sehun who’s eyes were already answering my question. I looked towards the others, a nervous laugh escaping my lips.
“No, no, no. Please don’t tell me, I’m Sehun’s…mate?? That’s not possible. You guys are wolves, okay great, cool. But I’m not Sehun’s mate. There must be a mistake.”
Sehun shook his head, “There’s no mistake Y/N.”
“I thought I made it very clear that I don’t want any type of relationship with you. I don’t even want a friendship.” I exclaimed.
“I made that very clear, and now you’re telling me I’m his mate? Am I destined to be with him? I don’t believe any of this!”
This doesn’t make any sense? He made my life a living hell in my teenage years…was I his mate then? If I was his mate why would he treat me that way?
The room was silent, so I decided to speak again since no one was offering words. Their eyes stayed on me as I thought things through.
“Have you been a wolf your whole life?” I looked at Sehun with pointed eyes.
I saw a flash of hope in his eyes since I was showing interest.
“Well, I knew I was going to become a wolf when I was younger. All of the pack were there as I was growing up…I didn’t have my first transformation till my junior year of high school.” He admitted.
“He’s what we call a late bloomer.” Jongin joke, causing Sehun to roll his eyes.
My eyes focused on my hands again. As much as I don’t want to believe this wolf thing…nothing in me feels like it’s a lie. They’re wolves…okay, but being his mate? That can’t be!
“So that explains all the weird emotions I get around you?” I asked softly.
He nodded, “Yes, that happens. Along with the desire to be near each other and the desire to touch each other. That’s also why there is a sense of relief around each other.”
My eyes stayed on my hands in my lap.
This mate thing can’t be that serious right? If I reject him…it won’t be that big of a deal. Then again, the way he spoke about the mate being a wolf’s everything sounds intense. I can’t do this! I can’t do this! I can’t have him in my life!
I shot up from my seat, standing on my feet. Sehun stood up also, looking on in confusion and fear.
“Y/N, whatever I did to make you dislike me, to the point that you don’t even want to be friends, I am sorry I apologize. Please don’t leave.” Sehun said.
“It’s nothing you did,” I lied, “I just don’t have room for other relationships in my life. Plus all this is a bit much don’t you think?” I turned around to leave.
“What about tense and stressed you feel when I’m not around?” Sehun started. I stopped walking as he spoke.
“The urge to be close to me, and the urge to touch me…those weren’t in your head you know? If you didn’t feel any of those things then look me in the eyes and tell me. I’ll leave you alone after that.” He requested.
I turned around to face him, and his brows were furrowed as he watched me. Rather than replying to his statement, I sighed.
“I need time. I need time to think. After I think a bit, I’ll come to you and let you know where I am with all this. Till then, please leave alone okay?” With those words, I spun around to walk away but a wave a dizziness suddenly hit me. I stumbled a bit. My hand went up to my forehead, cause my head was starting to ache.
“Y/N? Y/N, just sit down for a bit.” Sehun said. He set a hand on the small of my back and his other hand held mine as I tried to gain my balance. The room began to spin even more, and then I felt myself falling back slightly. I was caught right away, as someone frantically called my name.
“Y/N? Y/N? What’s wrong? are you okay?” That sounded like Sehun.
“Maybe she’s tired, or she worked too hard at the photo shoot?” That sounded like Junmyeon. I slowly began to lose consciousness, the voices around fading away.
The last thing I heard was concerned voices calling out to me, and the shuffling of people moving around me.
A/N: After the voting yesterday, Yixing won! so here is the one shot I promised you guys! I hope this won’t make you too emo lol. It is inspired by Tiffany’s new song “Heartbreak Hotel” so i suggest you listen to it while you’re reading this to get the full feel! thank you for reading, I love you
❤ as always, asks are welcome!
Summary: Yixing is a big successful CEO and you’re his secretary who got involved in a forbidden love.
“Don’t leave me.” You grabbed Yixing’s hand as he got up
from the bed, buttoning back his white shirt.
“I can’t be seen with you and you know that.” He turned
around and began looking for his tie.
You have been working for Yixing for about 3 months now. Yixing
was one of the most successful CEOs in the country if not the world. Being his
new secretary and also being the first one to last more than a week was a hell
of a job. Yixing was a busy man and you had to dedicate your entire life to the
job. At first you were intimidated by his position and all that was said about
him. But soon enough you saw that he was one of the sweetest men you have ever
met. He was constantly under immense pressure and expectations that no human
could ever handle all alone.
“Why can’t you just say you have a girlfriend already?” you
asked, trying to hold your tears from caressing your cheeks.
Slowly you began spending more time with Yixing and you hit
it off. It was only a business relationship at first but that one night he
insisted on driving you back home as it was well into the night and the both of
you have been stuck in the office, signing millions of papers that were
required for a new deal to be made.
So you agreed. He walked you back to your apartment and you
could see from the look in his eyes that the stress was eating him inside out.
He needed a relief so you kindly invited him inside and talked till the small
hours of the morning. With one glass of
wine in each hand you began to slowly become more comfortable with each other.
“Thank you for being there for me. I don’t know where I’d be
right now if you hadn’t come along.” he told you that night. The apartment was
dark with only the moonlight escaping through your blinds. Suddenly you felt
this strange urge, the urge for him to come closer. He must have read your mind
because that’s exactly what he did. With both of you sitting on the floor, your
legs thrown over his, you could feel his hand sneak its way to your knee as his
lips moved in your direction. Hesitantly, your body jerked forward and your
lips met his. The kiss was passionate, your lips were aching for his touch and
the way he ever so passionately moved them against yours told you that you may
have entered a territory that was not safe.
It was forbidden for a CEO to date his employees let alone
his secretary. It was a cliché but you couldn’t help it. When you were with
Yixing, everything felt right. You made him disappear into another universe;
somewhere he could escape to once in awhile and feel nothing but affection.
Living alone and having this kind of career had nothing but money involved in
it. You were his reality, someone to keep him grounded and true to himself no
matter what happened along the way.
“You know I love you right?” he walked up to you, his hands
on your thighs and an innocent look on his pale face.
“Then show It.” A tear escaped your eye without you
noticing. You saw him gulp at the sight of what he had caused.
“I do love you and I need you to know that I love you
because I’m not always going to be there to show you how much I love you.” He
sat next to you, forcefully embracing you into a hug, your head falling on his
shoulder as tears wet his white shirt.
You’ve been together for a short time but the connection you
had with him was unexplainable. You’ve never felt this way about anyone and
you’ve never spent so much time with someone as you did with Yixing. You were
in love but you didn’t want to be. It hit you when you weren’t looking,
blurring out anything else that was on your mind.
There was nothing you could do and Yixing assured you there
was nothing he could do either. You couldn’t be seen in public together, ever.
It would cost Yixing his image and would cost you your career.
There was a very famous gala held in one of the big hotels
in the city tonight. The hotel you were in right now. Yixing had to go with
another well known woman as his date tonight and it broke your heart. The
thought of waking up the next morning to photos of him holding another woman
and pretending he wasn’t in love with someone else really got to you. You knew
this was what you were facing getting into this but you didn’t know how bad it would
actually feel like until it finally happened.
Taking a day off from the office and spending the entire day
with you in this hotel until it was time for him to leave was nice until you
remembered that after spending this entire time kissing, touching and
whispering words of sincerity in your ear, he would leave and go show off
another woman to the world.
You felt like a mistress and his image was your worst enemy.
You wanted to come to the office and kiss him good morning, bring him coffee
and have lunch with him but you couldn’t. He had to spend time pretending he
didn’t even know you. Why did you keep coming back to his bed then? You didn’t
have a choice. All this mistreatment was worth to endure because when the
lights were off and people scattered home one by one, his real intentions came
to light. You would go to this same exact hotel after every work day and there
was nothing else you wanted more than his touch. It made you feel alive when
you knew you were weak.
“I need you to believe me when I say the words I love you to
you. I need you to not run away because I won’t be able to live without you,
got it?” he whispered in your ear as your tears kept streaming down his back.
“If you don’t want me to leave, then why do you leave me?”
you silently let out.
“Because I’m selfish. Because I’m afraid that everything
that I’ve worked for my entire life would crumble into pieces because of some-“
“Because of just some love story?” you let yourself out of
his grasp, a serious expression replacing your tears.
“No. you know that’s not what I mean baby.” He grabbed your
waist, trying to pull you in for another hug but you stopped him.
Was it a current obsession or love that you were
experiencing? When do you really know when you fall for a person? Is there some
warning or do you just have to figure it out yourself? Those were the thoughts
that managed to black out your expression as you sat in front of his confused
“You don’t love me do you?” you chuckled, getting up from
the bed as you began looking for your pants.
“No that’s not what I meant Y/N” he got up after you, snatching
the pants off your hands.
‘’Let me leave.” You looked into his eyes, there was nothing
there anymore. A blocked dark expression.
“No.” he said as he threw your pants on the bed.
“You care about your career more than you care about me. You
just have to stop denying it and see how you really treat me, as your
anti-stress pill and not as a lover. I am not your possession Yixing. I am a
human being that cannot just be thrown around whenever you feel like you need
human touch.” You brought his attention to your words as you watched his dark
expression fall into a realization.
“Fine, Leave.” He gulped once as if tears were threatening
to attack him.
Biting your lip with disbelief, you walked up to the bed and
grabbed all your clothes, putting them back on. He watched you get dressed and
slip right through his fingers. Leaving now meant you won’t have an invitation
back. And a part of you knew it was the right decision but another part of you
was screaming no.
“It was nice knowing you Yixing.” You tapped his chest as
you were on your way out the door, your gaze set on the exit. You left him
silent and didn’t look back.
You walked through the lobby of the hotel that was raging
with business man and women in beautiful dresses that you could have been
wearing right now. You walked through the crowd as everything turned silent in
Quickly you grabbed a taxi and you were home in no time.
Dropping your bag on the floor as you entered your apartment, you didn’t even
bother turning on the lights and left the apartment dark like that night with
Yixing. Dropping yourself on the couch, with your black skinny jeans and your
outfit from today is what you did after, because even changing was not on your
mind right now.
It hurt. It was like a pain in your chest you couldn’t help.
You stared at the ceiling, sighing as you closed your eyes. A hand snuck itself
to the remote on the floor, you turned on the TV and browsed the channels
Reality TV, shopping Channel, news, MTV, more news- wait.
Your eyes widened as you saw what was shown on your TV screen. One of the
biggest news outlets in the country was covering the gala you just ran off
from. The reporter as interviewing a beautiful woman in a red gown. Next to her
it was no other than Yixing.
“You have one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen by
your side tonight Mr.Zhang” the interviewer shot a wide smile to Yixing.
“Oh I know. I have the most beautiful date here tonight
don’t I?” Yixing smiled back, his dimple showing.
You felt that choking feeling again. You were tired of
crying you were tired of heart break you were if anything, mad. How could he
just go from holding you in his arms for hours to lying on camera and acting
like a jerk? You knew who Yixing was and that was not him.
You picked up your phone with anger and opened the text
conversation you had with Yixing. “I love you” was his last text. How fitting.
Your mind knew exactly what to write but your fingers didn’t
want to move. ‘Let it go’ your body was signaling you, But how could you?
“Glad you’re enjoying your night, you know having the most
beautiful date and all. Being an asshole suits you.” You hit send.
You looked back at the TV, Yixing was not on anymore and the
interviewer was with another successful couple. You looked back at your phone
and a mark appeared next to your text. He has seen it but no response. Wow
typical, you laughed.
The couple was boring to say the least. Who cares about
stocks anyways? Everyone in this
business is a big fake show. You watched the couple on your TV being the last
ones to be interviewed as everyone behind them rushed inside for the event. The
lobby was practically empty and only waiters roamed around with leftover food
on their trays.
“So I think it’s safe to say that this year is going to be a
very interesting one for-“the interviewer’s attention shifted to a man running
behind the couple.
Your blank gaze shifted to the man too as your mouth dropped
open. WHAT IS HE DOING? You yelled all over your apartment. The event was going
to start in 5 minutes and it was the most important night for Yixing to present
his new plans for the year but here he was. The couple turned around to a sight
of Yixing running like a maniac behind them and towards the exit.
Suddenly the camera man shut his camera off and broadcast
went back to the news reporter’s desk.
‘Wait, wait, wait’ you sat up on your knees trying to click
many buttons at the same time, trying to find another channel that was
broadcasting the gala but nothing. What the hell is he thinking to just leave
and run away like that? Is he stupid? He knows very well he can’t do that.
You dropped back on the couch, raging at Yixing and trying not
to think about all the calls you were gonna need to answer tomorrow morning at
the office with questions about Yixing running away from the most important
gala of the year. What an idiot.
You turned your focus on the cooking show that was on the
news channel at this hour and just blanked out. Some time passed by but your
mind was still on Yixing.
‘I hate him-‘a knock on your door suddenly startled your
“WHO IS IT?” you yelled as you got up from your couch,
trying not to trip over something in the dark. There was no answer and you felt
suspicious for a moment there.
Opening the door wide open, your eyes widened at the sight
of Yixing standing in front of you in the most expensive black suit, his chest
raging as he was trying to catch his breath.
“ARE YOU STUPID?” you yelled at him.
“Yes. I’m an idiot and I can’t even begin to tell you how
sorry I am-“he breathily let out.
“Stop.” You interrupted him mid sentence.
“Please listen to me Y/N” his breathing was still unstable.
“You ran out of the most important event of the year. Do you
even know what you just did?” you leaned against the door, raising your eyebrow
“You think I care about the gala? You think I really care
about some presentation and about some rich arrogant people? You think I’m
really able to sit there with a fake date next to me knowing you’re here,
probably crying over me because I made you feel like an object?” His breathing stabilized.
“Hey there now, don’t flatter yourself Mr.Zhang” a smirk
snuck on your lips, earning a laugh from Yixing.
“I don’t care about anything but you. I’m sorry I wasn’t
able to see that earlier because I was too struck about how I am supposed to
behave and how I am supposed to be perceived to the public eye and I’m sorry I
had to act like a jerk to try to protect you from this life. I love you and I
genuinely mean it.” He took a step closer to you.
“You let me walk away Yixing.” you looked back at his eyes
which were filled with regret.
“I let you walk away once but I’m never going to let you do
that again. That’s why I’m not leaving this spot until you say I love you
back.” He bit his bottom lip.
“Please forgive me. You’re my everything.” He took another
step closer to you, closing the space between you.
Your body reacted before your mind did and your lips plunged
on his. He immediately grabbed your waist, pulling your body to his as he
deepened the kiss.
His lips were cold from the fresh air outside that he was
probably running through. They were gentle and you could feel the love he had
for you just by the way they moved against yours. His eyes closed with relief
as his hand caressed your back with gentle movements.
You backed away from the door, bringing the kiss with you as
Yixing closed the door behind him. He grabbed your waist with both his hands
and picked you up against his body as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Slowly
but eagerly he backed you to the bedroom, dropping you on the bed with him on
top of you.
Moonlight shined through the blinds and suddenly you felt
the same feeling you did the first night you spent together. The pain in your
chest was replaced with a warm flow and a smile. Your body wasn’t aching
anymore, it was happy.
Your fingers snuck beneath
his collar, making their way to undo his perfectly tied black tie. Breaking the
kiss for a short moment, he sat up, your body trapped between his legs, he unbuttoned
his jacket and white shirt in mere moments as his hooded eyes scanned all over
your body. The last button came off,
revealing a perfect six pack with drops of sweat streaming down it from the run
Yixing ran to get here. They glistened from the moonlight, making you even hungrier
for him than you were before.
He dropped on his knees above your body, his fingers
caressing your t-shirt. They made their way under it, his cold touch sending
chills down your spine as he took the cloth off, throwing it on the floor. Your
legs wrapped themselves around his waist, feeling the apparent bulge under his black
dress pants. While his bulge was rubbing against your clothed entrance, his
lips caressed your ear, leaving a gentle kiss on it.
“I love you.” He whispered softly against your ear, sending
more chills down your spine with the sound of those three simple words.
His hands made their way to the zipper of your jeans, slowly
teasing as he was undoing them. With the blink of an eye, he grabbed your pants
and pulled them off your legs. Leaving you in only your bra and underwear, his
eyes turned dark and with that his lust grew too.
You stripped him off his pants shortly after his fingers
undid your bra. His lips hovered over your chest, taking one nipple in with his
pink lips. You felt the touch of his tongue caressing circles around your sensitive
nub, earning a moan from you. You brought your knee under him, rubbing it gently
on his bulge, hinting at him to take his boxers off, which he immediately got and
stripped within seconds. Before he dropped back on your body, his fingers
grabbed your underwear and pulled them off your legs and onto the floor to join
the rest of your clothing.
You wrapped you legs back around his waist as he dropped
down on your body, jerking forward so his long erection rubbed against your
heat, teasing as a moan escaped his lips and ran over yours.
You brought his lips down for a kiss, his moving with
passion as you felt them wet yours, biting at your lower lip. You locked eyes
with him, everything around you disappeared and the only thing you could see
was his genuine love for you as you felt his steady breath on your lips.
Your hand snuck on his back, running your fingers through
the back of his hair and pulling his head down for another kiss. One hand
grabbed at your waist, holding you in place as he entered you slowly at first. The
feeling of him inside you finally fed your need. He adjusted inside of you,
slowly going in further and further letting you embrace him all.
Once he was fully in, his hips began to move slightly until
he found his rhythm against yours. His breathing began to heavy as moans
escaped your lips, caressing his bottom lip. The feeling as he moved inside
made your mind race. Your hips jerked up and began to move in sync with his,
earning more moans from him too.
His thrusting became stronger and more aggressive. You could
only feel him and him alone. Nothing else bothered you, he was your everything.
The thrusts lasted for a good period of time as the room was
filled little by little with little whispers of ‘I love you’ in your ear and
pleasure from your mouth.
His fingers grabbed at your sheets as he thrusted one last
time before making you reach your peak. The ball of heat that was building at
the pit of your stomach finally broke, sending chills down your whole body,
your walls crushing around his cock, making his mouth erupt with swear words
With one bite to your lower lip, he dropped beside you,
staring at the ceiling for a moment, trying to catch his breath before pulling
you against his chest.
Your ear rested against his beating heart, listening to each
beat as if it was a music note.
“I thought you broke my heart there for a second” you whispered
against his warm chest.
Pairing - Chanyeol x Reader Genre - Smut Word count - 2369 Dedicated to - @chanyoel
he said with a low, raspy voice.
are you still doing here?” I asked sitting up on the bed.
several minutes ago… “ he answered, putting on his boxer shorts. He approached
the balcony and looked outside. “Wow, the view is amazing…” he smiled
scratching his tummy. The view was, in fact, amazing. The blue ocean, beach, it
looked like a paradise. He turned back to me. I was pale white, ready to burst
who wants to bet that kara telling lena she's supergirl goes like this "lena, i'm supergirl" and lena be like "bitch??? i'm a ceo fuckin genius u kidding me!!!! you broke my ribs with no effort when we had the sex so pls i kno"
“But, CEO, I’m curious about something. I mean, for someone like you who’s always so concious about his health and feels like the world resolves around him, why did you get stabbed instead? It was a mistake and you slipped, right?”
You could use these aspirational qualities for a businessman to build your character around, and you could also think about which of these qualities they lack/need to work on. This could help you a lot with character development as he works to become a capable CEO.
Here are some resources about what being a CEO involves:
Pairing - Chanyeol x reader Genre - Smut later on word count - 889 Warning - sexual content, mainly smut later in the next chapters. dedicated to - @chanyoel
I was sitting
comfortably in an armchair at the local café with a latte in my hand trying to
take a break from the world as I have been under a lot of stress recently, so I’ve
been trying a few techniques to calm myself down by breathing. Honestly, I would
have laughed in your face a week ago if you told me to breathe but it really
does work. Finally, my career goals is complete as of last week I signed up for
my dream job in one of the best prospering law companies in Korea. I can’t
believe this is happening to me, I’ve been so determined to achieve this goal
and I’ve finally made it happen. I was going to become the first and youngest
woman to become a CEO in the company.