Working for AOMG could only be
described as an experience. There was never a dull moment no matter where you
were. You could be at the office,
working an event, or even just hanging out after work and the AOMG family would
find some way to liven up the evening. You loved it, of course, but there were
moments when too much was too much.
After a week of going out with
the AOMG artists every night, you couldn’t take any more. You needed a break to
catch up on your work as well as your sleep. So when Hyuk Woo pouted at you and
begged you to join him, Ju Kyung, Hoody, and Kiseok for dinner, you had to
“I’m going to hang out here
and get some work done. Then, I’m going home to get some sleep,” you refused
with a laugh as he pouted.
》 ship 》 dean x “her”
》 genre 》 fluff, angst?
》 word count 》 466
》 a/n 》 Hello, hello! Thank you to whoever sent this request! I had
fun writing it, so I hope you enjoy it! I’m still taking requests!!
She’s still a minor – he knew that.
She’s more than 5 years younger than him – he knew that.
But does his heart give a flying fuck about that? Hell no,
Hyuk thought to himself, looking at her through his peripheral vision as she
fidgeted with her laptop. She was a design student, assigned to help him with
his upcoming album for her final grade. Today is one of very few days he has
left with her. He wants to tell her how he feels so badly; she’ll be 18 soon.
He could tell her then, but what if she freaks out? There is an age gap… but he
could also tell her now and get it over with; like ripping off a Band-Aid. But she’s a minor.
He tried talking to his friends about it, asking for advice.
But it didn’t go very well after Jiho started chanting “JAILBAIT.”
“Find someone your own age, Hyuk,” they said.
But someone my age isn’t her, he thought. Hyuk actually
often forgot about your age; they had so much in common it was weird to think
you weren’t his age. Although every time she’d call his name, he’d remember he
was older, and smile softly at her while his heart ached.
Hyuk shook his head, trying to get of his thoughts. He looked
up to see her staring at him. She tilted her head a little, confused, “is
“No, no, I’m fine. Let’s see what you got so far,”
Hyuk spoke, looking up to the TV screen in front of them.
She smiled, excited to show him her work, “okay so just
tell me if you don’t like anything and I’ll change it, okay? Don’t hold
Hyuk nodded, looking at the screen as she explained and
showed him the design. He loved it, and asked her what her inspiration was.
After that question, they talked for hours. Their solution after looking at the
time? Order take-out!
She giggled at Hyuk’s joke, taking a drink of his smoothie,
“which one is this? It’s so good!”
She kept drinking it until he took it from her, “strawberry
watermelon, but too bad this goodness is mine.”
She pouted, making Hyuk grin. “Just kidding,” he
laughed, “I’m finished with it anyway.”
She smiled like a little kid, taking the drink from him. He
looked at the ground, remembering his thoughts from earlier. He looked back up
at her, and that’s all it took. He was going to tell her, but after she turns
18 – he really didn’t want hear his friends shout jailbait for 5 minutes again.
She had him wrapped around her finger and she didn’t have
the slightest clue, but if he felt so much for her, wouldn’t you think she felt
something too? Hyuk could only hope.
(P.s sorry this concept is kinda overused but i did it anyways)
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It had been 6 weeks since you’d last seen Sanghyuk, 6 W E E K S. It was torture. You missed him dearly while he was away since you were used to cuddling up with him every night for the past few weeks before he had to start preparing for his comeback. Of course you had dealt with this over the passed several years of being with Hyuk, but every comeback seemed to get harder and you missed him so much. It had been around 6 months since his last comeback and you were used to being around him constantly. You had to try and cram as many phone and Skype calls in but it still didn’t seem like enough. Time difference + Hyuk’s schedule + your job weren’t a good combination and it resulted in lonely nights and minimal conversations being exchanged between the two of you.
Jungkook’s practically thundering in rage when he marches into the beach, that despite being older, Hyuk scrambles to explain: “She was already drunk when I passed by the convenience store, and I couldn’t stop her from coming here so–”
Stalking past, Jungkook makes an indignant noise when he sees you curled asleep on the damp sand. He kneels beside you and picks you up into a sitting position. “How could you let her sleep there like that?” He glares at the older guy clad in a designer windbreaker. “Seriously, this useless hyung…”
Hyuk scoffs, watching Jungkook remove his own jacket and bundle you in it while asking softly why you went drinking in the first place. “Hey punk–do you know why she was drinking?”
“I already know it’s my fault, okay?” Jungkook snarls.
“She said that drinking helped the last time she was down. But also, that it didn’t work at all today.” Imitating your pout, Hyuk says in a girly voice: “Why isn’t it fun at all when Jungkook isn’t here?”
Jungkook takes a deep breath with difficulty, his heart clenching in his chest. “She said that?” He glances at you, supported by his arm around your shoulders and your head lolling back. He adjusts the jacket to cover your neck better.
“It’s really weird to see Y/N like this, so do me a favor and fix whatever shit is going on with you two, will you?” Hyuk smirks and with a lazy half-wave, leaves the beach.
Sighing, Jungkook rests your head on his shoulder so you can sleep more comfortably. “Even if he says that, it’s not like I know what to do now…”
bother talking to me.’ You held out a hand in front of him as you moved towards
your living room after opening the door for him. You noticed how he stopped in
his track probably thinking of why you were mad at him; classic Jay. You sat
back down in front of the television deliberately increasing the volume but you
kept your eyes on him, eyeing him from the side to how he would react. He was
slow; god knows he was incredibly
slow at finding out his mistakes. It irritates you to no end at how incredibly
slow he was. ‘Babe, I’m sorry.’ You heard his tone and you were sure he wasn’t
at all sorry or even had the miniscule idea of why you were even mad but Jay
always, always tried to play it cool.
‘Do you even
know what you’re sorry for?’
‘Of course.’ He
answered confidently and you had to fight the urge to roll your eyes at him.
Your Most Beautiful Moment in Life pt.2: Ch2 (Non-idol!AU) It’s summer when you and Jungkook meet, and immediately decide that you didn’t like each other. Jungkook proposes working together, but you have your misgivings about the prince from Seoul.
“Saren, Y/N, your friends are here!” your mom calls from the front door of the house.
“Good morning,” Jungkook bows politely at both your mom and grandma. “I’m Jungkook–Saren-noona’s friend from Seoul.”
“You’ve come to help my girls, haven’t you?” your grandma nods. “Y/N, you’re friends with the only handsome young men in town. Why haven’t you gotten yourself a boyfriend yet?”
“Grandma!!” you cry, mortified. Jungkook has the decency to duck to hide his laughter, but Hyuk cackles right at your face. You stomp to the cozy living room. “You should ask unnie that, she’s older!”
Saren looks up from arranging the huge plastic bags filled with kid’s cereals and snacks and crinkles her nose at you. “Please leave me out of that conversation.” You stick out your tongue in response.
“All noona has to do is say the word and she has one.” Hyuk grins down at her. “Noona, Bin-hyung’s sad that you told him to stay in the hotel.”
“Because that’s his actual job. Not an ice cream man, a tutor, a janitor, or an errand boy.” She hauls up a bag with both hands, but he snatches it from her with one hand and easily lifts another one. Before she can pick up another bag, you grab it and Jungkook takes the remaining bag. Bowing goodbye to mom and grandma, the four of you trek to the orphanage.
“You know noona, Bin-hyung would much rather be an ice cream man, a tutor, a janitor, or an errand boy for the children–for you–than be a hotelier.” He winks at her. “Why don’t you just hire him then I can launch a hostile takeover and become the official owner of the resort?”
She gives him a wry look. “The orphanage can’t afford his salary, you know.”
“Who said anything about paying him a salary? Being with you would be payment enough for him.”
She mock-shudders. “It’s much too warm for this sort of greasiness.”
Trailing behind them, you pout. Isn’t Hyuk-oppa being too attentive? You take a deep breath, trying to calm your jealousy. The bag’s starting to feel heavy in your hands, no matter how much you shift it.
Suddenly the weight’s gone, and you blink at Jungkook, who’s now carrying a bag in each hand. You grab for your bag, but he swings it out of reach.
“If you’re so jealous of Hyuk-hyung paying so much attention to noona, you should just help me get her and my hyung together.” He waggles his eyebrows conspiratorially. “Then he’ll have no reason to hang around her.”
You open your mouth to deny your feelings, but with his confident smirk, you know he won’t buy it. Instead, you smile sweetly and say: “Why would I do that, when I can help him get her and Hongbin-oppa together, and have him be eternally grateful to me?”
He heaves a dramatic sigh. “Why can’t you just be agreeable for once?”
“Your reactions are too cute.” You shrug, not even realizing what you said, until he swivels his head to gawk at you with round bunny eyes.
“We’re here!” you declare a little too loudly in hopes that he won’t pursue the earlier topic.
There’s a pink bouquet on the orphanage porch, as always. Saren stares at it, until you prompt her: “Unnie, your secret admirer left you flowers again.”
“Secret admirer?” Jungkook mouths.
“We all know it’s Hongbin-oppa.” you mouth back.
Saren gathers the bouquet and hurries inside the house. As soon as you follow her through the door, the mustiness of the dilapidated structure fills your nose. Despite how sunny the day is, the front room’s dim–the huge glass windows are cloudy with age and the lights have been switched off to save on the bill.
“It’s not in good shape,” Jungkook observes, as he and Hyuk set the bags on a rickety table that creaked under the weight.
“To be honest it’s a miracle–the miracle being Hongbin-oppa’s donations–that it’s running at all.” you admit.
The two of you watch Saren place the flowers, now in a mason jar as a makeshift vase, on a corner table, in an attempt to brighten up the place.
“Now that’s done, why don’t we eat barbecue?”Jungkook suggests. “You can eat for free today.”
Your ears twitch at the offer. Hyuk claps. “Yes. Let’s. Hyung and I ate there the other day, and it’s very good.”
Yet Saren immediately heads for a side door. “Ah, kids, I’m really busy, I still have to give the children their snacks, then tutor them, then… do other stuff, so you all should go ahead.”
“We can help, then we can all eat together,” Jungkook says.
“Yeah, unnie,” you agree, never one to say no to a free meal.
“Not today, Y/N, umm–I started a diet, so… bye for now!” Before any of you can stop her, she runs down the corridor.
Jungkook sulks after her. Hyuk cocks an eyebrow at him. “Just so we’re clear, we’re still eating, right?”
“Fine,” Jungkook mutters.
You almost feel sorry for him, especially with how cute he looks with his bottom lip pushed out, but you can’t tell him that. Of course.
Pairings: Minseok x main protagonist(Iseul) x Luhan
Warning: Mature content such as; violence, mature language, abuse, smut, drug use, suicide etc.
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!WARNING! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE, RAPE, ABUSE, SUICIDE AND SIMILAR GRAPHIC SCENES!!
Summary: Black Rose. The most feared and infamous Mafia in Seoul, with a leader just as infamous and just as feared. The whole country has heard of her, yet no one has encountered her and lived long enough to tell the tale. She’s cold, undetectable, invisible even. It’s like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands. Impossible. She walks over corpses to get what she wants and she wants revenge. All of her targets endure hell and eventually gruesome death. Her next target: Kim Minseok.
It’s been a few months since Amber met Kevin and Eric. Two runaway guys who ran away from their families and ended up on the streets, barely getting by. They lived in an abandoned building close to the Han River, in a closed off area due to violent activities in that part of the city. Amber stumbled upon them when she ran away from her ‘boss’ not being able to live the life she has been living for the past couple of years. She lost her family and had to make money someway, so she turned to striping for men to make her money. It wasn’t that bad at first, but soon her ‘boss’ asked her to also engage in sexual activities with her clients, which she did for a while, but it became too much so she ran. She didn’t know where to go but luckily she met Eric and Kevin which made things easier, but they were still struggling to get by.
Hyuk Woo grinned eagerly looking over his shoulder. There you were having a small lunch meeting with Sunghwa. AOMG recently signed you on as their newest artist and Hyuk Woo was absolutely smitten.
He smiled seeing you laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear while you talked over your debut album concept. You looked up and smiled seeing Hyuk Woo looking at you, and gave him a small wave. His eyes widened in a small panic before he squeaked and turned around hastily.
“Smooth…” Jay chuckled taking a seat across from Hyuk Woo.
He winced looking up at him. “Do you think she saw that?”
“Nah-Nah. Of course not” he laughed. “I mean…only if she has eyes.” Jay couldn’t help but tease him at the little crush he had on you. Hyuk Woo was just so shy, and hopeless.