daddy kris

Good Girl Ch 34: Under The Table

“Are you being serious?” I beam up at the handsome man in front of me.

“Yes, but don’t forget, there will be a list of rules,” He tries to sound stern but I know he is happy to see me so excited.

“Thank you!” I scream as I launch myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He laughs and swings me around a couple times before setting me down on the marble. “When will she be here?”

“Youngbae will be here with her around ten after a meeting,” He glances at the clock on the wall. “We still have a few hours so do you mind tagging along with me to my work to grab a few things?”

I nod eagerly, “Of course!”

“Okay, let me change quick,” He turns toward the hall.

“Should I change?”

“If you want, you look beautiful like that,” He winks at me before continuing on his way. I look down at my ripped black jeans and t-shirt and decide I should change. After finding my way to the fully stock closet Jiyong so sweetly provided, I glance threw all of it until I find a basic black dress. I pull it on, loving the way it hugs me small figure. Jiyong doesn’t even bother knocking when he comes into my room dressed in a completely black suit. “Wow,” He whistles.

“Who picked all these clothes out?”


I cock a brow at him, “You picked out all of these?”

He nods, “I was very excited to have you all to myself in my home.” I say nothing as he walks over to the dresser built into the wall of the walk in closet and digs threw the first drawer. He returns to me with a golden necklace that he basically demands to put on me. I don’t put up a fight and turn around so he can put it on easier. “Perfect.”

“Thank you,” I hum.

“Grab a jacket, it’s still pretty chilly,” He tells me. I nod and pull on one of the many jackets in the closet. The ride in the elevator in quiet, as well it the walk out of the building. He had told me earlier that his work was only a few blocks down so he usually walks. Like last time he places an arm around my shoulders and pulls me close. My eyes mindlessly wander over the lit up buildings taking in the city life that has become foreign to me since my, um, situation began. We reached his office in no time; passing security and ridding up the elevator was an interesting experience with all the guards staring at me completely dumbstruck. Guess him bringing girls around is rare.

His office is covered in black marble with gold accents. I can’t help but stare out the floor to ceiling windows that stare over the city. In the distance I see a familiar looking building that makes me run up to the window like a child. My hands press up against the clean glass, my nose even gets smashed a bit in my eagerness.

He clicks his tongue at me, “Of course you saw it.”

“So that is their building?”

“Yep,” He hums.

“I had no idea your building was so close.”

“Yea, now when you get bored this summer you can just walk over here.”

I scoff, “You want to start a war don’t you?”

“Of course,” He smirks.

I’m about to scold him when movement on the couch catches my attention. A fat fur ball is sitting up, it’s slanted green eyes mirror my own. In childish excitement I rush over to the cat with a little squeal.

“Kitty!” I grin as I crouch down in front of the fur ball.

“Mojo,” Jiyong tells me.

“Mojo,” I coo at the cute kitty.

“I need to look through some files quick.”

I nod but keep all of my attention on the kitty that looks completely done with me already. It stands up and jumps down, it’s nails click quietly on the marble as it exits the room. I eagerly follow behind.

“Stay on this floor!” Jiyong yells at me as I go.

Like my daddies building, Jiyong is the only person on the whole floor. The massive golden doors that lead into Jiyong’s office are cracked open allowing both Mojo and I to slip threw into the massive lobby. Mojo scurries to the left down a hall. All the way down the hall he turns into a dark room that I blindly follow him into. Flipping on the light I see a long table with chairs lining the sides, it’s a conference room. Glancing around I see Mojo sneaking under the table.

“Come here kitty,” I call quietly as I follow it under the table.

It finally stops and sits, its eyes are fixated on me. He meows loudly, once, then twice. Scooting closer I’m finally allowed to run my fingers threw his amazingly soft black fur. The soft hum of its purr begins to fill my ears making me smile.

“Why is the light on?” A familiar voice asks with a bit of hostility in his voice.

“We were here earlier so we must have left the light on,” Daesung’s calming voice reasons.

“It looked like someone was in the office too,” Another bitter voice snaps.

What are they doing here?

“You guys,” Suho snaps back sternly, “I know we are all irritated about Jooyoung but we need to talk business right now.”

Kai scoffs, “Easier said than done.”

“I was undeniably annoyed when that little girl first started popping up in conversations but now I understand all the fuss,” Seungri teases them. Though what he saying may sound a little dickish, he had said it to my face yesterday so I mind it less.

“Watch your mouth,” Xiumin growls.

Seungri chuckles, “It’s a compliment, I swear. She is a very nice girl.”

“I still couldn’t care less about her,” Seunghyun interjects. I roll my eyes at him, what a cranky man.

“No one cares Hyung,” Daesung chuckles. “Now gentlemen, as much as we would all enjoy continuing this conversation we have things to discuss. Please take a seat.”

Shit, shit, shit! I pull the cat into my lap and curl into a ball, praying that they wouldn’t see me. As much as I am over joyed to be seeing them, well their legs as they sit on one side of the table, I have a very strong feeling they would not be happy to know that Jiyong just let me wander around his building unsupervised. I notice a familiar pair of long legs take the seat next to where I’m curled up. Daddy Yeolie. It takes all of myself control to not reach out and touch him, to not crawl up into his lap and wrap my arms around his neck. I missed them. I still miss them. I never realized how irritating it is to have them so close but not be able to touch them or talk to them. At least I can hear their voices, though they aren’t filled with their normal warmth, or any to be completely honest. The iciness in their voices makes me shiver.

On my other side are the four men I’ve come to know in the last two days. Closest to me is Daesung, then Youngbae, Seungri, and finally Seunghyun. They take up a small portion of their side of the table compared to the twelve men sitting across from them. The more I notice about the whole situation I realize there is no way I can get out of this without someone noticing. Then I remember Jiyong will be looking for me soon. I silently curse the cat in my lap for bring me here and curse myself for being stupid and following it.

“You told us that you found the man who sent the email,” Daesung finally starts their serious conversation. I nibble on my lip as I consider covering my ears but curiosity is tempting me to listen in until Jiyong comes for me.

“We did, it was a bit difficult but after an hour with us in the dungeon we were able to figure out who asked him to research her.”

“I heard about your extraction on the news,” Seungri chimes in. “Another club that will be closed down I guess.”

Another club? Did they shot up another club? I clench my fist as I resist the urge to come forward with my presence but I’ve already kept quiet this long.

“I don’t see how that is any of your business,” Kris doesn’t even try to hide the distaste for the younger man. “We got him and the information, beyond that, what we had to do is none of your business.”

The room is silent for a minute. My mind is racing with thought of what could have happened in the short amount of time I was gone. Luhan had told me about a small problem that they were going to take care of but I was hoping that it wouldn’t be dangerous. I know I’m stupid and childish for thinking that violence was just a rare thing for them. They’re gangsters. They are one of the biggest mafia groups in Asia, I just keep forgetting that or ignoring it.

“I don’t even know why I’m here,” Seunghyun grumbles as he stands up. “I couldn’t care less about that little girl so I’m leaving.”

“Have a good night Hyung!” Seungri yells happily.

“I see Jooyoung’s magic didn’t work on everyone,” Chen says once the older man leaves the room.

Dae chuckles, “He’s the only one. She even has Youngbae hyung wrapped around her pretty little finger.”

“As much as I love talking about how she has us all whipped I would like to know why some bastard was looking into her,” Youngbae finally speaks with a voice a cold as ice. I tense, someone is looking for me?

Suho clears his throat, “We found out he’s actually a member of Block B sent to not only find information about all of our relationships with her but he said he’s supposed to find an opening to have someone take her.”

“Don’t tell me that Zico bastard is seriously trying to fuck with both of us,” Seungri scoffs.

“We are going to be doing some more checking the next couple of days before we have our foot men step in. Are yours’ available to tag along with them as well?” Kris wonders.

Youngbae hums a yes, “That should be fine. Were you able to figure out if he knew anything more about her?”

“He knew a little more about her relationship with us. He wasn’t very good at his job, finding secrets or keeping them. The little that he did have was stuff that he could have gathered just from watching her or asking anyone at her school a few simple questions about her.”

Lay help him answer, “Other than for her birthday, close friends, and school they don’t know much else. I’m not sure how they were expecting this kid to spy on someone protected by both our groups.”

“He could be a newer member they thought was expendable,” Dae suggests.

“We are going to check into him more, he was too easy to catch and too break.”

Dae clicks his tongue, “By the way you’re talking I’m guessing he’s no longer with us.” I guess I’m not the only one who caught on to that.

“You would be correct,” Soo answers.

“A question for you,” Seungri’s voice is laced with mischief and from what I’ve learned from the others is that it means he’s up to something bad. “I haven’t been able to get in on any action lately, mind giving me some gruesome details?”

In a panic of not wanting to hear whatever they had done to this boy, I grab on to Daesung’s leg, finally telling someone I’m here. Where is Jiyong when I need him? Dae tenses under my touch before he slides a hand under the table. I offer up my hand with Jiyong’s ring on it so he can figure out it’s me. As his hand finds mine he freezes, his fingers feel the warm metal before holding my hand. His thumb makes small circles across the back of my hand.

“Seungri,” he says in the warm voice that I know. “We don’t need to hear about that right now. You should get your kicks elsewhere today.”

“Why are you being such a buzz kill today? I’m quiet sure you love to listen to the gore as much as me. Better yet, I have wanted to ask what the Choi’s son did to get such a shitty end. His mother was so heart broken I almost cried,” Seungri chuckles.

Next to me Chanyeol growls, “There was an incident but we handled it.”

“You call sending your friend’s head to his family’s door step handling it? I heard his teeth were ripped out, along with his eyes. Let me guess, you did the teeth. That’s your usual thing and the eyes must have been Xiumin hyung. Sick bastard, I heard he was still alive when you did it.” The amusement in his voice should disgust me but Jiyong warned me earlier about the younger man’s crude mouth.

“It got the message across to anyone.”

“What message is that?”

“Don’t touch our baby,” It’s Xiumin who snarls this time.

Once again the room is silent, Daesung’s hand holds mine tighter.

“Why so quiet now?” Kai sneers. “We’re sick bastards for tearing that boy apart limb by limb until you know that the same kid tried to fuck our baby.”

“He tried to what?” Youngbae mumbles so softly I barely hear him.

Daesung’s words surprise me, “And you only kept him alive for an hour?”

What the hell? Don’t encourage this stuff! I scream in my head at the sweet man I thought was the light in the darkness.

“It was an hour of hell,” Kris barks. “We made sure of that.”

“If it was us it wouldn’t have ended that quickly,” Seungri scoffs.

Kai is on his feet and slams his hands down on the table, “We were much more concerned about our baby being horrified of us and having a full on mental break down. So sorry if we didn’t torture that bastard enough for you but you know damn sure we made that short amount of time was the longest moment of that bastard’s life.”

“Kai,” Soo tries to calm the younger.

Kris makes Kai sit back down with a forceful tug before turning to my new oppas, “You have no right to call us into question about anything we do outside of our business. Even though we are working together to get rid of the mole in our midst, what we do with our baby is none of your concern.”

“You honestly can’t expect us to not worry over her,” Youngbae scoffs.

“You have no right to worry about her after only knowing her for a fucking day,” Tao sneers.

I can imagine the glare Youngbae is giving them, “We don’t need your god damn permission to worry about her.”

“She is safe with us. You have nothing to worry about.”

Daesung holds my hand tighter as if he can sense the panic growing in my chest. I know he wants to help get me out but we both know he can’t without causing some kind of scene. To be honest though, at this point I might not mind a scene as long as it gets me out of this room and away from this horrible conversation. I know my life of rainbows in sunshine won’t last forever but I don’t want it to end right now, not yet. I want so much more time with them. I know I’m not always the little girl they want but I try, I really do try to make them happy and feel needed. But maybe they will get tired of my stubborn big side and get rid of her, get rid of me.

Youngbae’s angry voice takes me out of the thoughts that are beginning to make me shake. “How can we not when her care takers are known for their violent and short records with women. You’ve already kept her for three months, how much longer do you think she’ll keep your attention? Are you going to get rid of her like you did with the other?”

“She is different, we aren’t going to-“ Suho tries to defend them but Youngbae doesn’t even give him the chance.

“You are going to throw her away? Then what are you going to do when you get bored. You guys always get bored. But you’re right, you can’t just throw her aside like the others, she knows way too much. So what are you going to do, kill her, torture her for information about us?”

By now tears are streaming down my cheeks. I try my best not to sniffle but Youngbae’s too truthful words are too much for me. I know the dungeon is the only place I could end up at this point, I’d be an idiot to think this would last forever but a girl can dream. But now this dream is turning into a nightmare as the idea of them not wanting me anymore fully sinks in. I want to reach for them right now. To beg for them not to hate me, to not throw me away. Even though they love me today, what about tomorrow, or next month. Is them planning things for me this summer planning too far ahead?



The room is silent.

“What are you doing here?” One of the men on my left yell. I curl tighter into myself, thanking Jiyong for everything. Glancing over my shoulder I see him standing in the doorway, his face is out of view but I can see his hands clenched at his sides.

“Where is Jooyoung?” Baekhyun is up on his feet as I imagine him staring at the doorway expectantly whether he’s happy or worried that I might have over heard, I’m not sure.

“She is safe.”

“Is she with you? Can we see her?” Soo’s sweet voice only makes me cry harder. I’m down here daddy, but I don’t know if I want you know that. I don’t know if I want you to know that I heard what you did. Will you be mad that I was here? Will you be mad that I already know how this will end for me? That I know what’s beyond the world of rainbows and sunshine that you made for me?

“I left her at my apartment,” Jiyong lies. “She’s napping.”

“You just left her? What if she wanders off?” Xiumin is on his feet now too.

Youngbae scoffs, “Afraid she’s going to take the first chance she’s got to run away from you?”

“I’m getting tired of your shit!” Kris roars.

“And I’m fucking tired of Jooyoung being afraid that you could kill her or throw her away because she’s not how you want her!” Jiyong snaps back.

“She told she’s afraid?” My dear Lulu asks.

“We’re leaving,” Suho deadpans. The whole line of men are on their feet now and begin to make their way out. Suho is the last out, he stops in the doorway and turns back to face the room. “Thank you for meeting with us, if you have any information please call us and let us know. Until then we will see you on Tuesday. And one more thing,” The politeness in his voice quickly slips away. “What we do or do not do with our Jooyoung is none of your fucking business. Whether we keep her as our baby for the rest of our lives or throw her away or sell her off or chop her little body into pieces is none of your fucking business. We both know that she is going to be the one to call it off with all of us. She’ll get tired of acting for us, I can already tell she’s not enjoying it as much.

“When that happens, our world will fall apart. We will have to do things we don’t want to think about now but it’s the only option we will have. She’s too well known in our world already, she’ll be come a target. We’ll end it when we have to, not a moment sooner. If she wants to go to you, we will give her the option but if not…” He pauses to calm himself. “Until that moment comes, she is ours. Got it?”

“Got it,” Jiyong echoes.

“Go back to her, to make sure she’s safe, okay? Your time with her is running out so enjoy it while you can because this will never happen again.” Suho’s voice cracks at the last word. I see him turn on his heel and quickly walk away. I don’t know how I feel right now. Tears are still running down my face but I don’t know whether it’s because I want to run to them or because one of them finally admitted it. They are going to kill me. Not now but after this is over, whenever that is, they are going to kill me.

“My love.”

Jiyong’s voice is the new light in my darkness. He must have seen me under the table and figured him kicking everyone out is my only way of escape without my daddies freaking out about me hearing this whole conversation. But now I can’t get myself to climb out from under the table. My mind is swirling its self into a dangerous web of fears and regret and worry. The four men are sitting in the chair in silence, having a mental debate on just dragging me out or letting me get out myself.

After what feels like forever I let out a sigh, wipe away my tears and finally let go of the whining cat that I’ve been holding in a death grip. All the men watch me with soft eyes as I scoot out and look up at them with probably red eyes.

“I’m sorry,” Seungri mumbles softly.

Youngbae hums an apology, “We wouldn’t have said that stuff if we knew you were here.”

“I know most of it anyway,” My voice is barely above a whisper. “I know that they will throw me away. I know that they will get tired of my attitude and that me not being afraid of them will get old. It’s just different hearing it out loud.”

Jiyong helps me up and gives me a tight hug, “Do you still wanna go out tonight?”

I forgot about that. I want nothing more than to go home to my daddies and curl into a ball for the rest of the week. But instead of saying that I nod. I want to go home but at the same time I don’t want to face them. To go home and deal with all the problems I’m constantly trying to ignore. Going out and getting completely shit faced with Jihyo seems like a horribly great idea!

With a deep breath I smile, “Lets do this!” I take Jiyong’s hand and lead him to the elevator with the others on our tail.

“Are you sure?” Dae worries cutely.

“You heard some pretty scary stuff about the people closest to you, it can shake a person up.”

I shake my head, “I knew scary stuff to begin with, I’m just stupid and pretend it doesn’t exist most of the time.”

“You are not stupid for doing that,” Jiyong tries to comfort me in the elevator.

Daesung nods, “You are just doing what it takes to survive.”

“I’m not doing it to survive I’m doing it because I’m fucked up in the head and don’t seem to mind that the only people who care about me are gangsters who kill for a living.” That I have to basically act like a child to get them to love me and to be honest, I don’t mind it that much. I love when they dote on me but at the same time I wish they would love the real me completely. That I will become whatever they want me to be as long as they promise to keep loving me. God what the hell is wrong with me? “I just need a couple shots of tequila and my best friend to be happy right now.”

They just nod. The walk home is quiet until Jiyong’s arm around me tightens, “If you want, you don’t have to go back.”

I’m surprised by his words, “What?”

“You heard me. You don’t have to go back to that house or that school. You can just stay with me forever.”

I don’t respond right away, I seriously consider his offer. Could I stay with him forever? He doesn’t expect anything from me, no baby talk or stupid rules. We could talk for hours about nothing, he would probably let me hang out with Jihyo more and he is always honest with me. But even with those things, I want to go home. I want my daddies, their warmth and comfort. Tonight will be my last hoar before I go back to rules and school and home.

“Maybe not now, but later,” He adds on when I don’t respond. “When you are done playing house with them, when you realize that they only love your little side, when you are ready to have someone love all you, my door is always open to you.” He kisses the top of my head softly.

I say nothing. Not even when we reach his penthouse, I go straight to my room to change into something more risqué than I would normally wear. After pulling on some high waisted black shorts and a crop top. Leaving my air a bit crazy is a lot easier than trying to style it again only to have it be messed up in the club. My make up is pretty basic, gold eye shadow and lots of eyeliner to compliment my cat like eyes. A knock at my door brings me out of thoughts, it swings open to reveal Jihyo in a similar outfit.

“Hello Sexy!” She squeals as she basically tackles me to the floor.

“You don’t look to bad yourself,” I tease as I sit us up.

“I’m beyond jealous right now!” She swats at me, “Where the hell did you get more hotties?” Seungri and Daesung are standing in the door with smiles on their faces.

“Don’t be fooled by their looks, they are wolves in sheep’s clothing,” I warn her.

She grins mischievously and suddenly I’m more worried about what she could do to them, “That’s what I was hoping.”

“You have an interesting friend,” Daesung pipes.

“I get that a lot.”

Ji glares at him over her shoulder, “What is that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing, just that you weren’t what I was expecting.”

“Are you ladies ready to go?” Seungri beams at us.

“After the rules of course,” Youngbae adds as he joins them in the doorway.

Ji groans, “More rules!”

“Trust me,” I pat her back, “they will be a lot less strict than my other oppas.”

“I wouldn’t guarantee that,” Dae chuckles before leading us to the living room where Jiyong is waiting. They sit us down on one of the couches before taking their own seats either across from us or on the other couch like a bunch of dads.

“So rules?” Jihyo hums.

“I’ve heard you are quiet the trouble maker,” Jiyong eyes her up and down.

Jihyo feigns hurt, “Me? A troublemaker?”

Jiyong ignores her attitude, “No leaving the club without us.”

“Understandable,” Jihyo muses.

“Drink as much as you want, it’s on the house. Do not accept drinks from strangers. If a guy makes you uncomfortable please let me know and it will be handled.” I raise a brow at his words, something he automatically notices, “Depending on the severity of his actions will decide how it’s handled.”

“Sounds good to me!” Jihyo is on her feet.


Jihyo whistles, “Wow.” We both stand in the middle of the moving club in complete aw. The club is absolutely amazing and beautiful with just as beautiful people crawling all over the place. The dance floor is packed along with the many booths and the bar stools. Of course we have nothing to worry about with the owner holding on to my other hand leading us to the private balcony for VIPs only. With our own private bar and booth we are able to sit back and relax for a little while before Jihyo gets the itch to shake what she’s got.

I’m dragged along without much of a fight, the large amount of alcohol that we just drank seems to encourage it. We are both a giggling mess on the dance floor, spinning and screaming along to the music like the drunks we are. I barely notice the creepy looking guy sneaking up behind me and snaking his arms around my waist. His chest is pressed against my back as he begins grinding with me. Even in my drunken state I know I want nothing to do with this guy, I try my best to push him away but he’s a lot stronger than me. Thankfully that issue doesn’t last long before Jihyo is there trying to pry this bastard off me.

“Hands off,” She growls at him.

“Back off bitch,” The drunk man slurs.

“The lady said hands off,” Youngbae appears next to us and I breath a sigh of relief.

“Try finding your own piece of ass shorty,” The man laughs.

Suddenly the man is ripped off me and is on his knees with his arm twisted behind his back and Youngbae standing over him. “What was that?”

“Nothing man, I’m sorry.”

“Are you alright?” Youngbae pushes the man on the ground and steps over him to get to me.

“I’m fine Oppa, just a little dizzy.”

“How about you sit down for a little while?”

I shake my head, “I want to dance a little more first.”

He seems hesitant to leave, “Are you sure?”

“How about you dance with me to make sure no one else tries to bug us? Get one of your sex friends down here for her!” Jihyo suggests with a hungry look in her eyes.

“I don’t know,” Youngbae is hesitant to place his hands anywhere on Jihyo when she gets close to him.

Glancing around I see Jiyong at the main bar nursing a half empty drink, his eyes are locked on me. I wave him over, he of course rushes over to see what is wrong. The man who had been all over me is now crawling away at the sight of Jiyong, who does not look one bit happy to see any guy near me but what does he expect in a club full of drunks.

“Dance with me,” I demand the moment he’s close enough to hear me over the music. His eyebrows go up as he looks from me to Youngbae and Jihyo, who has somehow convinced the short man to grind with her. “Not like that, just dance.”

“Are you sure?”

“I prefer you to some stranger.”

“That means a lot,” He chuckles.

“You know what I mean,” I roll my eyes at him, “Don’t want me getting another admirer do you?”

He smirks, “Someone’s cocky.”

“Are you doubting me? I might as well look around for some other options for when my daddies get tired of me.” Though my tone is playful Jiyong can hear the pain behind it. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close so we are doing a basic slow dance in a crowd of thrashing bodies.

“You have me, you always have me,” He mumbles in my ear. “Not to mention that you won’t find anyone better then me in here.”

“Now who’s being cocky?”

“I’m not being cocky, it’s the truth. I’m the most dangerous monster in the whole country my Love.”

“I think your wrong,” I counter.

“Oh really? Who do you think could beat me?”


A soft chuckle leaves his lips. “What a smart little girl,” He muses as he leans in close again and rests his chin on top of my head.

Calling Exo daddy pt 4

pt 1 Light hearted, pt 2 : Xiumin , pt 3 : Luhan


It was the weekend before the gala and of course Kris still hadn’t bought a suit so you both would have to go and find him on. Part of you hated suit shopping for him because when he found a good suit it was hard to control yourself. The irony of Kris being in a suit is that you just wanted to rip it right off him again. As you are sitting outside the changing rooms playing on your phone the door swings open and hits the wall and then you here kris “oops”

“You dork” you scoff looking up and in the process choking on your own air. And you thought he looked hot before. A smirk comes on his face giving off a smart ass feel “So it is a good suit then” You bite your lip looking down his long form taking in the cold cut features. God you could make Ikea furniture with his jaw. He walks up to you and leans down stealing a kiss snapping you out of your trance. He hold holds you hand in his and pulls you up out of your seat placing a light kiss on the palm of your hand. You slip your hand out of his and wrap your arms around his neck standing on your tipy toes. He wraps his long arms around your waist and pulls you close to him kissing you gently. You get flat on your feet and start to push him backward into the changing room against the wall. You turn and lock the door and hear the sound of unzipping, at least he knows what you want. You reach in his pants and pull out his member and slowly stoke it keeping eye contact with your boyfriend. He leant down and stole your lips again licking your bottom lip. His tongue soon becomes lost in your mouth and his hands roam your body. He breaks the kiss and bends down to slide your underwear off and lifts your skirt up. He picks you up and you lock your legs around his waist as he flips you to lean you against the wall. “Be my daddy Yifan” you moan as the air from your lungs escapes. “fuck baby”


~Love MJ  ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

^gifs aren’t mine credit goes to owners^

Good Girl Ch 33: Having Her and Missing Her

Jiyong’s POV

I stare at the ceiling for what feels like hours. We had gotten back three hours ago and it’s now four in the morning but still nothing. I know she took a shower and got in bed and spent forever on the phone speaking to each of her daddies, the monitor I secretly installed let me know that much. But since I felt like would be too creepy to put in an actual camera I’m only given so much information from audio alone. After my own shower and getting into bed I can’t get over the fact that my Jooyoung is here, in my house. I have her all to myself for the next two days and as much as I wish I could keep her forever, a weekend will do.

Suho had told me when I picked her up that she hasn’t slept alone for over three months and might get scared in the middle of the night. He gave me permission to hold her if she gets scared, even said she could share a bed with me as long as I don’t try any thing sneaky. I scoff at him, he gave me permission. I don’t need his fucking permission to touch her, to take her, to sleep with her. If I wanted to, I would take her and there would nothing they could do about it but lucky for them my beloved seems to think she’s in love with them, so I’ll let it pass until she realizes how much she loves me.

My mind is still reeling from the amazing night we had, from talking over dinner to riding all of those roller coasters a dozen times, hell, just being able to wrap my arm around her as we walked made this night amazing. The fucking detective though. How dare he bust in on my weekend with my beloved Jooyoung. Remembering the dirty things he said to her makes my blood boil, I could rip his head off. He’s been following me for years trying to find something to use against me in court but after coming up empty so many times he started getting bitter and a bit obsessive. I should have killed him a long time ago, maybe now is the time.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of shuffling sheets over the monitor. I hear a gasp for air as she moves around more and more, I’m about to jump out of bed to see what’s wrong before she lets out a little whimper, “Oppa.” I’ve never been so turned on and concerned in my life at the sound of that one word. There is more shuffling followed by the soft click of a door being opened in closed. Quickly, I turn off the monitor and grab the book that I placed on my nightstand earlier. There is a soft knock on my door followed by opening a crack at first then opening a bit more to reveal her frightened little face.

“Oppa,” She whimpers once again. I set the book down and sit up straight in bed.

“Yes my love?” I let my secret nickname for her slip but I want nothing more than to comfort her right now.

She frowns at me, “Oppa, don’t say that, you’re crossing a line.” Her scolding is so cute and harmless, though I try to pretend that she’s scary.

“You come into my room at four in the morning in nothing but an over sized shirt and I’m crossing a line?” I raise my brow at her as my eyes scan her bare legs. She blushes before glancing down at the black t-shirt that could pass for a dress on her, it must belong to one of them.

“Daddy Luhan packed it for me, his smell always makes me feel better when I’m scared,” She admits meekly. I feel so disarmed by her cute shyness, I’ve only seen her this meek the one time she cried, on our first night out. She looks so small and scared, the need to protect her floods thru me more than usual. I understand now why those bastards always try to keep her like this.

“You’re scared?”

She nods, “I’m not used to sleeping alone.”

I nibble on my lip for a minute before patting the spot next to me on my massive bed that I’m laying in the middle of, “Come sleep with Oppa.”

She peeks at me threw her lashes before looking back down at her feet slightly shaking, “My daddies will get mad. I just need to stop being such a baby. I’m sorry for bothering you.”

“No, Jooyoung, get over here,” I demand, letting my gangster side peek out, but I’m not letting her go back to bed alone and scared. She obediently sat on the edge of my bed but continued to stare down at her hands nervously. I reach out and drag her closer so she’s less than a foot away, when I have her where I want her I gently push her down. “We have a fun day tomorrow, you need your rest, my love.”

“Can you stop calling me that?” She mumbles softly.

Even though hes words break my heart I give her a teasing smile, “It’s one of the more tame nicknames I have for you. Trust me, it’s the best option.”

“What are my other options?” She stares up at me.

“My princess, my angel, my lover.” Anything with my in it usually works, my world, my air, my sunshine, my everything. Mine.

“I guess my love will do. So possessive though,” She giggles.

“You have no idea,” I mumble under my breath as I sink deeper into bed.

She hesitantly climbs under the covers next to me and rolls over so her back is to me. I watch as she sneaks to the far side of the bed only to drag her back to the same spot as before.

“What is the point of sleeping here if you aren’t even laying close to me? You tell me all the time that I remind you of Jihyo, just imagine that I’m Jihyo.”

“Imagine that you’re Jihyo?” She echos.

I nod, “I can’t imagine that I could be much of a perv than her.”

Her perfect giggle rings out again, “I guess so.”

I switch off the light, plunging us into darkness, and lay down on my side so I’m still facing her. Even in the darkness I can feel her hesitance to relax next to me, so against my better judgment I reach out and wrap my arms around her and pull her into a tight hug. She is stiff in my embrace at first, but as I whisper in her ear she relaxes. “Just imagine I’m Jihyo or whoever you want me to be, whoever would comfort you best right now.”

“You are doing a good job of it right now, I don’t have to imagine it’s anyone else,” She mumbles against my chest.

I chuckle, “You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that.”


The clock on my bedside table tells me it’s noon. Even though I had stuff planned for today I don’t want to do any of it right now, I want nothing more than to lay in bed with my beautiful Jooyoung all day. But my phone has been lighting up for the last hour, messages from the boys asking me when I would be ready from them to come over t see their Jooyoung. They ended up coming over twenty minutes ago anyway, annoyed by my lack of response. Thankfully they haven’t tried barging in yet, I would kill them if they did and they know that. But my love has a habit of turning normally smart men into blind idiots who start a war for her.

Staring down at the angel in my arms I sigh, I brush her tangle of blond colored curls out of her face and pepper soft kisses all over her face. She doesn’t even stir, she’s such a deep sleeper. I decide to gently shake her, my hand pats softly on her cheek to wake her up sweetly.

“Come on my love, time to wake up. Those nasty boys will come and break down the door soon if I don’t get you out there,” I tease her.

“Five more minutes Oppa,” She whines cutely before burrowing herself deeper into my embrace. How the hell can I say no to her?

After twenty more minutes I shake her once again, “My love,” I call.

“I still think you need to change your nickname for me,” She mumbles into my side.

I hum in response, “I was thinking about that, how about my little lion?”

“Little lion?” She looks up at me with those perfect kitten like eyes.

“You are my brave little lion.”

She chuckles, “Good enough, though I didn’t mind being called Beautiful every time.”

“Hyung!” A blond man whines threw the door as he cracks it open.

“Out!” I growl.

“We should probably get up,” She sits up and rubs her eyes like a child.

“You should find some pants,” I tease as I climb out of bed and pull on the pair of sweat pants I left near the bed. She grumbles about not wanting to wear any before looking up at me with those eyes of hers’. I laugh at myself as I walking to my closet to find some for her. Though I tease her when I return with one of the pairs of sweat pants I have for her in my closet, I’m deeply satisfied knowing she will be wearing something of mine. I lead her out of my bedroom and down the hall to the three men waiting for us in the kitchen. They of course made themselves at home and were eating some kind of take out on my counter.

“That smells so good,” My Joo rushes to join them at the counter. The three men are sitting on the bar stools, now apparently completely focused on the food in front of them. I grab two more plates from one of the cabinets before placing both hands on my love’s hips and placing her on the counter. She stares at me for a moment, I hand her a plate filled with food from the Chinese take out boxes on the other counter. With a soft thank you she accepts it and I begin to get my own plate.

“So how was your first night away from your oppas?” Youngbae asks her, his curiosity and concern obvious in his voice. I get annoyed by the way her looks at her, like he should have reason to be concerned about her, I would never hurt her.

“It was fine, fun even. But I was a chicken last night so Oppa let me sleep next to him,” She answers in a small voice as she eats her food slowly.

“Wow Hyung, you didn’t try anything?” Seungri clicks his tongue at me. I know he’s only being this disobedient and mouthy because Jooyoung is here, he knows that I wouldn’t punish him with her near by. But the moment she is gone, that boy is dead.

“I would never make her do anything she wouldn’t want to do,” I glare at him.

“You really have tamed a mighty beast,” Daesung chuckles.

“Our Joo is a mighty girl,” Seungri and Daesung laugh. Out of the corner of his eye Youngbae watches me clench my fist. Our Joo. She’s mine.


Luhan’s POV

Friday night

“I call the phone first!” Kai says firmly when we decide to cave and call our baby. I want nothing more then to rip my bronze brother’s head off but I know my sweet baby would be upset with me for doing so. I just have to wait a little while, then it will be my turn.

Kai snatches the phone out of Suho’s hand before scrambling into the kitchen to talk to her. We sit there and wait, Chen has the stop watch in his hand, he’s glaring at it, willing it to go faster with no luck. Two minutes each. Only two minutes to tell her how much I already miss her. The house is so dark without her wandering around. I don’t even remember what my reason for living was before she came into my life like a ray of sunshine.

“How mad would she be if we killed him?” Xiumin wonders out loud.

“She’d be really upset,” Kris pouts from where he lays spread out on the living room floor.

“Do you think she’d leave us?” Baek asks.

“Her and Jihyo would run away to Paris,” Chen answers us.

I groan, “I want nothing more than to kill that girl. Who does she think she is? She can’t just run away with our baby.”

Suho chuckles, “She can afford it. Though it wouldn’t be hard to track them down, getting our baby to love us again after we slaughter her best friend won’t be. We will not be killing their of those two. They are two of the nine people we are not allowed to kill according to her.” The other seven are of course our dongseangs who we weren’t planning on killing anyway. That is unless they feel the need to touch our baby.

“I wonder if she had something good for dinner,” Soo wonders mindlessly.

“I’m worried she might get scared at night,” I voice my concern.

“I can’t believe you gave that bastard permission to touch her,” Baek grumbles with a glare in Suho’s direction.

The older returned the glare, “Would you rather have her laying in bed afraid all night?”

Baek huffs, “I would rather have her in my bed or at least in our home.”

“We all do,” Tao chimes in. “But we can’t do much when he’s more powerful and she wants to go.”

“More like she wants to run away,” Kai grumbles as he tosses the phone at Xiumin. Xiu is gone in a flash to figure out what Kai meant. We all look at him expectantly, “He gave her a room and a stuffed lion.”

“That makes you think she’s going to leave us for him?” Sehun is annoyed with the tan boy for making him worry.

“Not just that, you should have heard her on the phone. She sounds so happy. He took her to an amusement park and she bonded with his higher ups in a single night.”

I sigh, “I expect nothing less form our baby. She has a way with dangerous men.” We grumble in silence as the phone is passed around from person to person until we reach the last person, me. I quickly run into the kitchen and hold the phone to my ear, desperate to hear her sweet voice. “My baby,” I coo into the phone.

“Hi daddy Lu,” She mumble sleepily into the phone.

“My poor baby sounds so sleepy,” My heart aches for her.

“I’m almost ready for bed, I just need to brush my teeth than it’s off to dream land.”

“I hear you had quiet the day,” I feel the need to force a smile.

“It was really fun, but what about you daddy? What did you do today?”

“I worked, ate, and now I miss you, I’m worried I won’t be able to sleep without you here.”

She mumbles a soft apology, “I’m so sorry daddy, one more night and I will be jumping into your arms again.”

“I can’t wait.”

“How has work been?”

“Good, things have been good.”

“How about your other work?” She kind of whispers over the line and even though I should shut her down, I smile at her cuteness.

“That’s been pretty peaceful,” I kind of lie.

“I’m happy to hear that. I worry about you guys so much,” Her soft voice warms my soul.

“There is no reason to worry, we are figuring everything out. There was one little issue that we are solving with the help or your favorite oppa.”

“Don’t over work yourself or I’ll tell everyone that we have to skip your night because you need more rest,” She warns me.

I laugh at her threat, “Yes, yes, I will get some sleep, I think my time is up anyway. You have a good night. Are you wearing my shirt?”

“Yea,” She responds shyly.

“Good, know that I will be protecting you in your dreams.”

“So cheesy daddy.”

We laugh together, “I love you baby.”

“I love you too Daddy.”

I end the call with a broken heart. I’m going to kill that bastard for taking her away from us, for touching her heart, for making it so we can’t kill him without some sort of backlash. That bastard. I can’t believe we agreed to work with him and his minions. But we need to figure some stuff about this informant out still and we need each other to do it, we have not other options.

Chen was able to intercept one of the emails this new informant was sending out and it made all of our blood run cold. The whole email was about our precious baby. Her full name, birthday, family details, even a few things about Jihyo. As much as we hate sending her to Jiyong’s it needed to be done to give us time to kill whoever the fuck is sending this information and to figure out ways to protect Jihyo. Regardless of how we feel about that girl she is important to Joo so we don’t have an option.

“Hyung,” Chen calls to me. I join them back in the living room.

“We are going out tonight,” Kris announces.

We all look at him confused, “Out?”

The tall blonde nods, “Out. We haven’t been out in months and I know it won’t be as amazing as a night with our Joo is but we need to blow off some steam.” We all share a look, a silent debate on what kind of outing he could mean. He gives a dead stare, “Suits on gentlemen. We’re going to look for a rat.”

Good Girl Ch 25:  Lets Get Cooking (M)

“For some reason I feel more jealous now than when Xiumin got her virginity.” Kris’s grumbling wakes me up but I don’t move. Jihyo’s head is still buried in my chest, our legs are tangled together, our bodies fully held together, something I’m unaccustomed to.

Baekhyun joins in on the complaining, “That should be me snuggled up next to her.”

“Lets wake them up so we can get this girl out of our baby’s bed and out of our house. I don’t like not being able to talk naturally with Joo when others are around.” Kyungsoo adds.

“Please be my guest,” Suho scoffs, “Do you think Joo is going to let us kick the girl out, just like that?”

Lay is always the voice of reason, “Maybe we should leave them be a little longer, let them wake up on their own. Joo maybe use to us waking her up but the girl might freak out.”

“I’m not going anywhere, this girl could get a little too frisky with our baby.” Luhan sounds a little more aggressive than normal.

“To be completely honest, I’m really turned on by this. Do you think they would make out?” Sehun earns himself a smack to the head.

“If wanted a show, all you had to was ask,” Jihyo teases as she places a few kisses on my collarbone.

“Jihyo-ya,” I whine trying to push the girl away with no luck as she continues her chaste kisses.

“This needs to stop,” Xiumin growls, tearing me out of my bed and out of Jihyo’s embrace.

“Ya! Give me my Joo-ya back!” Jihyo pouts, snapping up, not caring that she’s only in her underwear. Xiumin glares down at her, to my surprise her bitch face falters, but only for a second.

“Get dressed and get out,” Xiumin demands.

“I don’t like that one,” I give her a teasing look remembering what we discussed last night.

I bust out laughing at her, Xiumin does not look one bit amused until I pinch his cheeks and coo, “Oh, come on Kitty oppa.” Watching the cute man’s angry face flush is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen.

“Joo-ya,” Jihyo whines bringing my attention back to her. “Can you make me your famous breakfast rice? I haven’t had it in forever.” I grin big at the idea, dropping to the ground I grab the girl’s hand and drag her out of the room, the idea of clothes, completely forgotten.

Lay is chasing after us with two over sized shirts in his hands as we giggle like school girls all the way to the kitchen. I sit her down on one of the stools before digging around the kitchen for all the things I need to cook a meal for 14 people. My daddies come into us still giggling and discussing how pretty the kitchen is.

“Baby,” Kyungsoo warns when he sees me reaching for the knifes. Giving him a small smile I grab the smallest one to cut the vegetables into small chunks.

“I’ll be careful.” I promise.

“Joonie told me about how you aren’t allowed to cook,” Jihyo eyes Kyungsoo up, “I’m guessing it’s this guy’s fault.”

“It was more of a group decision,” I answer for them.

“If you are going to be cooking you are going to need this,” Luhan grabs me an apron and helps me put it on. Chen does his usual thing by coming up next to tie my hair into a little top knot.

Jihyo chuckles, “Wow, such service.”

“Here Jihyo-ssi,” Lay comes to her offering one of my shirts that she happily accepts.

“So I finally get to meet all of you,” Jihyo scans the men surrounding the kitchen. “Wow, you all are really hot.”

“I have always been wondering what kind of friend our baby would have,” Luhan narrows his eyes on her, “you are not what I was expecting.”

“Should I be insulted by that?” Jihyo lifts a brow at me.

I glare at my daddies bravely, “They would never insult you. They know too well on how I feel about people being rude to my Jihyo, don’t you guys?”

“I like her,” Lay takes the seat next to her.

“Lay hyung, you like everything,” Sehun grumbles still glaring at the girl.

Lay does his weird little switch, he gives the younger a scary look, “I like anyone who can make our Jooyoung so happy.”

“Can I please help you?” Kyungsoo grumbles as he hovers around me, watching with such intensity.

“No, I’m going to cook by myself.”

“Let the boy help,” Chen encourages me, but I still shake my head. “He looks like he’s going to have a panic attack.” Looking up at Soo I understand Chen’s worry, Soo has his hands up ready to rip the knife out of my hand, his fist clenching and unclenching at any movement I make.

“She has always preferred cooking by herself,” Jihyo informs them. “I’m surprised she can cook with everyone watching.”

“Are we making you nervous?” Chen asks obviously being the nervous one here.

I shrug, “Not really.”

Jihyo whistles, “That’s impressive. You guys must be really comfortable with each other. For a while I was the only one she would cook in front of until I introduced her to the boys. Jin loves cooking too so they started cooking together when ever we hung out.” I glance up at Jihyo to see her smiling softly at me, I can tell she’s happy that I have more people I’m comfortable with.

“Do you cook Jihyo-ssi?” Lay wonders.

She shakes her head, “I can burn water. Which is why Joo had to become such a wonderful cook.”

I scoff remembering our middles school years, “You had a house full of servants yet you made me cook for you.”

“That’s because your cooking has more heart. Plus you cooked great for yourself at home too without proper ingredients, I just wanted to see how much better it would get if you had good food. Not the tiny scraps that your family left for you.” That makes me glare at her, her words don’t bother me, I know my family has issues and I’ve accepted that, it’s just that fact that she said it in front of my daddies. I pray that they didn’t hear but I can tell from the way they tense they did.

“The scraps they left you?” Chanyeol almost snarls.

Jihyo and I share a knowing look that trouble is about to bust out, I struggle to find the right words to explain it. “When I was younger I was really picky to the point I only really ate rice but that irritated my father for some reason. He made a rule that I could only sit at the table with them if I would eat all of my food and of course as a child I was stupid and put up a fight. He didn’t like that I was disrespecting him, how could I deny the food he so graciously offered. So he decided to just make it a rule that I was not allowed at the table with them at all. It’s fine, it taught me how to cook for myself.” I try to smile through the sting I still feel for that fight. “It makes sense though, to teach your children that they won’t always like what they get, I try to understand it better now.”

Of course, they couldn’t just leave it at that, someone has to question the story more, “How old were you?”

“Six,” Jihyo answers for me. We weren’t even friends when this first happened but Jihyo is still angry about it as if it happened yesterday. She has never liked my family and the way they treat me.

“Six?” Kyungsoo snaps. “They stopped feeding you because you were picky at six? How did you even cook let alone feed yourself?”

“Pushed a chair in front of the stove when no one was home or when my dad was sleeping.”

I avoid looking up at them as I continue cooking, knowing the anger on every face, including Jihyo. I try to avoid thinking about my family, I’m much happier here where if I was gone for even an hour someone freak out, compared to me being gone for a week and a half before I even get a call asking where I am. Like I said, they don’t treat me bad, just as if I don’t exist. Pushing that thought away I want to cry when I see the heart breaking look in Lay’s eyes as he stares at me.

“Can you all please go wait in the dinning room?” I ask sweetly but they can all hear the demand. To be honest, I don’t expect them to listen but they all huff before shuffling into the dinning room in a line. When they are gone Jihyo whistles, her eyes still on the door.

“Those are some protective boys you got there,” She nibbles on her lip.

“They are a lot like you in that area.”

She nods looking back to me, “I know, I can tell from the killer look in their eyes. Makes me think of when your sister locked you out and told your mom you ran away and I went in there screaming at that lying bitch.”

“Can we stop talking about them? My oppas get really upset when I mention anything related to my family.”

“Probably because your family are assholes, every story about them I know is them being assholes to you. I get upset when I think of your family and I know all of the things they did to you growing up. You basically raised yourself.”

“Jihyo, please,” I beg.

She sighs, “Fine. Is it done?”

I continue mixing the blend of rice, beef, and vegetables making sure it’s completely cooked before nodding. Glancing in the direction of the dinning room, I see that none of my daddies can see as I climb on to the counter for some bowls, something that could end with me getting in trouble. Quickly, I wave a confused Jihyo over to help carry the 14 bowls needed, with my hands full I jump down as quietly as possible but nothing can get past my daddies.

“Baby,” Kyungsoo calls.

“Yes?” I say back in a small voice.

“Do you need help with anything?”

“Nope, we’ll be in there in a few more minutes,” I dish up the rice mix as quick as possible without throwing it all over the floor. Jihyo helps me carry the food into the dinning room, placing a bowl in front of each man. When everyone has food Jihyo and I sit down together with Kris on my left and Lay on the other side of Jihyo.

“Thank you so much!” She beams at me. An echo of thanks comes from the men around the table who begin digging in. This whole time I’m expecting someone to say something to insult someone but to my surprise the conversation doesn’t go that way.

“You are a good cook,” Baekhyun compliments with an affectionate smile.

“She’s the best cook,” Jihyo corrects. “I’ve missed your cooking. I wish you could come over more.”

Before I even have the chance to think of a response Kai snaps back, “That will not be happening,”

“Oppa,” I start but he immediately cuts me off.

“Don’t even think about questioning me right now Baby,” Anger is bright in his eyes whether it’s from last night or brought up from our last conversation I am not sure. “Every time you hang out with this girl something bad happens. You almost got shot, you guys got arrested, and who knows all the other bad situations she’s pulled you into.”

“Kai please, can we talk about this later?” I groan.

“It’s okay Joo,” Jihyo places a hand on my thigh. She scans each mans face, taking in the anger from last night, the jealousy from the morning, and the sadness from our conversation in the kitchen. “I know you guys don’t like me very much because of my bad habit of getting our Joo into bad situations but you should remember something before you guys try to completely cut us off. I’ve known her since we were seven. We’ve had countless sleepovers, shared so many secrets, and had so many conversations that we know each other better than we know ourselves. We are connected. Our friendship won’t just disappear because you don’t like me.”

I know she is trying to help but her words only annoy Kai more. Kai stands up, walks around the table, and pulls me out of my seat and down the hall. Much to Jihyo’s dismay I give her a look before I’m out of her sight, making sure she doesn’t follow. We turn a few times before he slams me up against the wall in one of the random halls. I hold my breath as he glares down at me, my hands are held above my head.

“Baby,” His voice is husky, filled with jealousy and lust. Some how that one word sets my blood on fire, I’m staring up at him with my bottom lip between my teeth, my eyes are open wide, trying to appear innocent.

“Yes Daddy,” I coo, wiggling my arms out of his grip to wrap them around his neck, pulling the tall man closer.

His hands find my hips, “Stop being cute, I’m mad.”

“You’re jealous,” I correct, pecking his lips softly.

“Of that girl in there?” Kai scoffs. “I’m annoyed that she seems to think she can touch you where ever and whenever she wants. She thinks you guys are connected,” He spits the last word out like poison.

“Because we are,” I don’t butter it up for him. “She has been there for me for almost ten years. She took me in when I would get kicked out by my sisters. She would feed me when I was hungry. She brought me to you guys. She saved me. She has done so much for me, we are connected.”

He huffs, his eyes are fixed on my face, “I still don’t like her. But you are right, she brought you to us, so we owe her something. But right now, I’m irritated and jealous that I haven’t been able to touch you this morning.” With that he leans closer, catching my lips in a hungry kiss. My fingers tangle in his blonde locks, pulling him closer as our tongues battle for dominance. A battle he ultimately wins, as always, when he starts grinding his hips against mine.

“We can’t right now,” I manage to breath out in between our kisses.

“Why not?” He whispers against my lips, “Afraid of that little girl finding you being fucked up against the wall?”

A blush spreads across my face, I push him away, “Daddy.”

He growls coming closer again, “Give me two minutes.”

“Two minutes?”

He nods placing his lips on mine again. I should say no, I should push him away for being so rude to Jihyo, but I can’t. Not when he’s looking at me with such loving eyes, he kisses me slowly, letting his tongue reach every centimeter of my cavern, his hands gripping my hips tighter when he starts moving his again.

“You’re done,” I moan, pushing him away, trying my best to ignore the aching I now feel between my legs.

“We are not done,” He gives me one of his sexy smirks, “You’re mine tonight. You are so luck we don’t have school tomorrow because you are not going to be able to walk.” It’s not the first time I’ve heard those words and I can’t help but blush at the truth in them. He steps away from me, offering me a hand he leads me back to the now empty dinning room.

“Lay and Chen walked her back to Joo’s room,” Tao explains coming out of the living room. “They volunteered to take her home.”

“I want to go,” I pout.

“Oh no, you are in a lot of trouble. Speaking of which,” He glances in the direction of the kitchen before leaning in closer, “You are really in the dog house with a certain hyung.” As if he knew, Kyungsoo comes into the dinning room to finish clearing the last of the plates, not even giving me a glance. He disappears into the kitchen with the bowls in his hands, a scowl on his handsome face.

I groan, “I’m on everyone’s bad side today.”

Tao chuckles pulling me in for a tight hug, placing a soft kiss on the top of my head, “You gave us a heart attack. We are just trying to calm down from the fact that you being in the police station gave us such scary feeling.” I just nod, internally debating on the meaning of is words. We’re they worried about why I was arrested or because I could have spilled the beans on what is going on here? He doesn’t give me much time to think about it before pushing me in the direction of the kitchen. “Go make up with him. He doesn’t cook good when he’s crabby.”

Sighing I step into the beautiful kitchen to see Soo at the sink washing the dishes. Approaching him slowly is the best option I can think of, that is until I’m half way to him and he turns around, completely unamused by my sneaking. With his glare on me I straighten, preparing for a scolding or at least some words from the heart shaped mouth of his but nothing comes. He turns around to continue his dishes, something that shouldn’t annoy me, but still does. I take the last few steps to him, wrapping my arms around his waist for a firm back hug.

“I’m doing the dishes,” His voice is like ice.

“I’m trying to give you my love,” I tease back, hoping to crack the coldness around him. When he says nothing I leave a few kisses on the back of his neck, a shiver runs threw his body.

“I’m upset with you baby.” He continues his motions.

“So I’ve heard, what are you upset about? The getting arrested? Jihyo touching me?”

“Did you cry?” He asks softly.


“When your dad told you that you couldn’t eat with them anymore, did you cry?”

“No,” I sigh, “I was happier eating alone. No one was there to make comments on my thinning face and body. They couldn’t tell me how ungrateful I was. It was when I first started to realize that I don’t need them and that made me feel strangely peaceful.” He doesn’t say anything for a few minutes, I feel like he’s still upset with me.

“You are a very good cook,” He finally says.

I smile, “That’s such a big compliment coming from a cook like yourself.”

He hums in response. There is another moment of silence before he says, “Where did you learn to make that?”

I hesitate answering, afraid to make him upset again. When I don’t answer he stops doing the dishes, turns around in my arms to look at me. His eyes are concerned as if he knows, “When there was nothing else to eat I would take the leftover rice and the few things I could find around the kitchen and make something like that. It just happened to become one of my favorite things to eat growing up.”

“I’m going to be heading out,” Jihyo busts into the kitchen, dressed in her outfit from last night. I let go of Soo to hug my friend goodbye.

“I’ll see you at school,” I say as we hold each other.

“Call me if you need anything, like an escape route or fake passport,” She teases, ignoring the daggers Soo and even Lay and Chen are giving her.

“Stop saying things like that, you are going to give them a heart attack.” With one more tight squeeze we release each other, both Lay and Chen kiss the top of my head before leading her out. Soo’s arms are around me in a second, he lifts me up on to the counter, his hips are in between my legs.

“I’m sorry you had to do that,” He whispers as he leaves soft kisses across my collarbone. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you, to take care of you.”

Cupping his face I bring his lips to mine, kissing him softly, “You are doing a wonderful job now.” His hands slip underneath the t-shirt I’m wearing, his hands are hot against my skin. I don’t have the shirt on a moment later, either does he a second after. Our lips join together again, moving slowly, enjoying the taste of the other. I can’t help but nibble on his bottom lip, earning me a small moan from the boy. With his hands on my hips again he pulls me closer so I can feel the length growing in his pants. My arms around his neck, deepening the kiss and pulling him closer, not wanting there to be any space in between us.

“I’m going to be a little rough, okay?” He warns me between kisses.

I chuckle at his cuteness, “Go right a head.” With my permission he unzips his pants and takes out his already very hard manhood. My brows go up, “I didn’t think our conversation was something that could get you like this.”

“All I can think about is how much I want take care of you, to make you happy, to make you feel good.” His hot kisses start at my shoulder, leaving small red marks in his wake. A little moan leaves my lips, how can such little kisses set my insides on fire, it feels so unfair that he can do this to me. I’m too distracted by the kisses to stop him pulling my panties to the side until he slams himself in me, balls deep.

It’s not a little moan the slips threw my lips, instead, a very loud, “Fuck!”

“Oh baby such a dirty mouth,” He chuckles, pressing those heart shaped lips to mine.

“I already know Lulu is going to scold me, I don’t want to hear it from you too,” I groan out, trying relaxing myself with his massive length in me. Thank god he gives me a minute or two to adjust to his size before he begins moving. Even then the strokes are slow and teasing, like it always is with Soo. Him, Suho, and Chen are all the gentle type regardless of how many times I slept with them, the others enjoy both gentle and rough. “What happened to being rough?” I tease as I buck my hips for some more friction. He slams into me, another line of swear words fly out of my mouth.

He says nothing, only groans when he picks up the pace, fucking me for all he’s worth. His face is in the crook of my neck, his hands are gripping my hips so tight there will be bruises, not that I mind. My walls are clenching tightly around him as the knot in my stomach curls tighter and tighter. Just as I’m about to find my release he stops, I open my mouth to complain but he pulls himself out completely before pulling me off the counter and bending me over the island. I claw at the granite when he slams back in me.

“Daddy,” I whine softly when he doesn’t being pumping, just buries himself in me.

“What baby?” He teases.

“Please,” I try to beg but he quickly pulls out and slams back into me before I can get the words out, only moans escape my mouth.

“Please what baby?”

“Faster,” Is all I’m able to get before he does it again. “God damn!”

“Wrong name baby,” I can hear the grin in his voice.

“Kyungsoo,” I moan softly.

“Yes my beautiful baby?”

I beg, “Please go faster.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” He kisses my shoulder before pounding in again like before, filling me so good.

“I’m so close,” I whisper, my hands try to hold on to anything as the pressure in my center continues to build.

His pumps become more erratic, he leans forward and whispers in my ear. “Come for me baby.”

The next few chapters are for her birthday so I’ll upload all of those tomorrow night! Hope you all have a good night! Enjoy!

Happy Father’s Day!

Shout outs to all the wonderful father’s in the world! <3

Some daddy scenarios anyone? :)

As Promised (Taehyung)

Untypically Perfect (Taehyung)

No Question (Jungkook)

Hyunae (Jungkook)

Always & Forever (Kris)

Moments (Kris)

A Keeper (Chen)

Better Dad (Kai)

I’ll Take Care of You (Kai)

Just a friend

Genre: Smut

Pairings: Kyungsoo x You

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: Daddy, spanking, breathplay

Author’s Note: This is the first smut I ever written so bare with me. I hope this doesn’t suck as much as I think ~Admin H 

Originally posted by selfieboy

“Just friends.” He whispered in my ear as we sat on his couch living room. His chin was pressed against my shoulder blade as his breath tickled my ear. This is what happened on the usual Friday nights, but as this progressed the feeling I had started to grow.

“Just friends.” I whispered back barely audible as my heart faltered a little more than previous moment. This is what I wanted, to be friends. His lips lingered on my neck leaving small kisses against my shoulder that wasn’t covered by the cloth of my shirt. Tipping my head back I allowed more access to my neck in which Kyungsoo took the opportunity to graze my more thoroughly.

Soon enough those light kisses turned into biting, sure enough to leave defined marks against the sensitive skin of my neck.  My shirt was barely covering the top of my chest leaving it exposed.  The top of my bra was peeing up from my disheveled shirt. His hands wandered to the front of my shirt, slipping under my shirt to touch the bare skin of my stomach. As his kisses left my shoulder blade, it soon continued as a trail leading to the nap of my ear. My skin was filled with goose bumps as his hands wandered to the untouched skin that laid beneath my shirt.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered nibbling at the lobe of my ear, making me suck is a raspy breath. He turned me around so now our face was centimeters apart. His hands were running up and down my back. His lips pressed against mine not even seconds later making me melt into his touch. The kiss seemed passionate and loving, as if we were in love. Friends I reminded myself as Kyungsoo started lightly biting my bottom lip. My breathing became ragged as I started to feel pleasure coming from the kiss.

Kyungsoo’s hands wrapped around my lower back, while he stood up, making my legs wrap around his waist out of instinct. His teeth still nibbled at the bottom of my lip, as he started walking. My fingers gripped at his hair as my back was roughly slammed against a wall of the house. His hands moved to my sides, as he ran them up and moved to them to my upper back. Moving his hands back down he gripped the bottom of my shirt, pulling it up slowly, increasing the  anticipation.  

My shirt was removed, as Kyungsoo latched his lips back on mine once again. His hands moving up and down my waist, feeling in everything, as if he was worshiping my body and every detail of it. As he was taking in every mark that had lingered on my body. My hands gripped his hair harder as his lips left my mouth, trailing down to the skin lower. The tops of my breast that weren’t being covered by a bra, were being nipped at by Kyungsoo’s tender lips.

My hands moved down from his hair to grip on his white t-shirt, making it crumble up in the spots my hands were gripping it. My breathing was now uneven from the pleasure of Kyungsoo’s lips lingering across my skin.

My legs dropped to ground, as they unwrapped from Kyungsoo’s waist. His hands reached behind my back and unclipped my bra making my back arch against the wall. I pulled Kyungsoo’s shirt over his head making my bra slide down my arms as I threw the shirt across the bedroom. His hands ran over the new shown skin.

My hands ran over his torso, and slowly teased him as I stopped my hands above the top of his jeans. A throaty breath came out of his mouth as my hands began to work at the buckle of his jeans. As the buckle came loose, I pulled his jeans down exposing a pair of black Calvin Kleins. I pressed my palm to his clothed member, making him release a groan, and guide my hands the waistband of the his boxers.

“Y/N” He groaned as they were pushed down and rush of cool air was felt against him. I slowly brought my face closer to his now rock-hard member. I peppered small kisses against the head making him drawn in a breath. Looking up at him I blew a breath of cold air against him. “Baby, stop teasing.” He whined as I looked up at him through my long lashes.

Slowly I kitten licked the tip of his member, making him let out a moan of enjoyment. His head was thrown back, as his breathing started to increase as I slowly sucked him. As he started to get more vocal,I used my hand to stroke what I couldn’t fit in my mouth. I could feel him twitch in my mouth meaning he was close. His chest was moving up and down quickly, as his breathing increased. As he was about to come undone, I pulled my head back making a popping noise, at the release.

I slowly stood up only to look in Kyungsoo’s eyes. They had visually darkened a few colors, after I made him have an orgasm denial. “Kitten, is that a way you treat daddy?” His voice was hoarse, at the word daddy making me gulp. I shook my head at him for an answer, that it wasn’t the way I should be acting.

“On the bed.” He snapped at me, as I quickly rushed over to the bed and him only millimeters behind me. The gentle Kyungsoo was now gone, a new person had taken over him at his demanding, aggressive tone. He wasted no time in pulling down my jeans and panties, in one go, flipping me over to my backside.

“Count.” He snapped as he let his hand come into contact with my ass, making my hand grip the sheets. After, I hadn’t said anything from the intense pain that ran through me, he grabbed my hair and pulled it back making me look at him. “I said count.” He glared at me, and smacked me once again making me whimper in reply.  “One.” I choked out. The pain intensified as each slap came but as soon as it came it was overthrown by large amounts of gratification. “Fifteen.’ I moaned out releasing my hands from the white duvet that was underneath me.

“Since you were a bad girl you don’t deserve a reward today, babygirl.” He said as he flipped me over, having me lay on my back. He turned back grabbing something from his bedside table. It was the familiar silver package that he undid with his teeth. He quickly slipped it on his member, then laid over me, his hands on each side of my shoulders, holding his weight up. His lips quickly over took mine, as he slipped into me in the same moment. I gasped at the pressure that came with his surprise entrance. He took the chance to put his tongue in my mouth. At first, they were fighting for dominance, only I was never on top of him. I was always the submissive, and him the dominate.

This thrusts got gradually quicker making me moan at the arousal that I was feeling. Seeing my raging breathe Kyungsoo wrapped his hand around my throat, in a firm grip, making my breaths less frequent at the amount of pressure was on my neck. His hands always put enough pressure against my neck, not too much too choke me to death, but enough to choke me to the point of pleasure.

“Fuck.” He cried out as I could tell he was close as was I. Moments later, his hand tightened making me realize he was about to come undone. This only made the bliss, come faster and harder, as I let out a loud moan of his name. Not even seconds after Kyungsoo let out his release, and laid down on the side of me, heavily breathing.

“I didn’t hurt you did I?” Worry overcame him just like always did every friday.

“No you didn’t.” I smiled. This was what made me not want to be just friends with him. I wanted more. I craved it. I didn’t want to be just a fuck buddy. I wanted to be someone he loved. I wanted to be his girlfriend.

“But, Kyungsoo… I can’t keep doing this.” I said as I turned to face the white wall that was on the opposite side of me, away from him.

“What do you mean?” He asked as I could hear the worry, and confusion that laced his voice.

“I don’t want to be just a friend. I don’t wanna be just your fuck buddy, Kyungsoo.” I let out a sigh.

“Y/N, you aren’t just a friend, or a fuck buddy to me.” He said as he turned me around to face him.

“If you were a fuck buddy I wouldn’t kiss you, if you were a friend this wouldn’t be happening.” He said as he got closer to my face only inches away.

“You’re mine.” These words made my heart flutter, as he kissed me. “ You’re daddy’s princess, Y/N”

Exo reaction to you accidentally calling them daddy.

Xiumin: Very shocked but turned on at the same time.

“How did you know I liked that Jagyia?”

Originally posted by xiuxiubaby

Luhan: You would’ve ‘let out the beast’ or his manly side.

“Oh you’re in for one fun ride baby girl.”

Originally posted by ballaydeer

Kris: He’d try to keep his cool but then he’d lose it almost instantly.

“Wha- Well there goes my pants.”

Originally posted by finnodair

Suho: Completely turned on and doesn’t even hide it.

“Oh kitten, look what you started.”

Originally posted by kingjunmyeonn

Lay: Extremely confused and probably  high as you let it slip out.

“I’m not your dad Y/N. What are you talking about?”

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

Baekhyun: You accidentally sang ‘Call me Baby’ wrong in front of him. so he decided to hold that against you.

Y/N: “Call me daddy.”

Baekhyun: You’re not my daddy but I could be yours.

Originally posted by exoturnback

Chen: He’d decide to play stupid with you.

*looks around* “Babe I don’t see you dad anywhere.”

Originally posted by exoxoolf

Chanyeol: He wouldn’t of been into it until you said it out loud.

“Well damn, I see how you like it babe.”

D.O: He wouldn’t think much of it before, but is always up for it.

“I don’t mind experimenting.”

Originally posted by bitchanyeoll

Tao: He’d act casual about it and be all shy and giggling.

Kai: You’d accidentally slip it out when you were at a coffee shop.

“Oh baby, I told you save that for the sheets and not the streets.”

Sehun: He would be into it once the words left your mouth.

“That’s not my name but I don’t mind jagyia.”