Birthday Girl

Jay Park Smut/ With Fluffy Ending

Word Count: 3,484-So sorry dude

Warnings: Sexual Content, Swearing

Song Recommendation: Jay Park I Don’t Disappoint

A/N: There’s an actual plot so you’ll have to wait for the sexy time. People forgive me. It’s long af because I didn’t know when or where to stop. It’s my first smut so go easy on me.The only person I could think of enjoying this as I wrote it was @smutfictionaddicted.

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|| Chanyeol!SugarDaddy || Part 1 ||

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Summary: You stumble across a sugar daddy website. Since you are struggling with paying for things for college and books, you follow your friends’ advice and start to look for a sugar daddy. 

You sit on your rolling chair in fluffy white shorts and a long sweater that reached your knees. You were tapping your pencil on you forehead calculating the money you owed. You groan in frustration and pick up your phone to call your best friend, Tiffany. She recently got out of her piles of debts, faster than she should have. You wanted to get in on whatever she was doing.

 Your fingers skillfully dial Tiffany’s number. You wait until it rings four times before she finally picks up.

“Hello? Y/N? Is there an emergency.” she said, her voice laced with worry.

“No no! Umm.. I wanted to ask a question.” You say softly.

“I swear to god Y/N if you came to me to ask about the history homework, I don’t know!” She starts to scream in the phone.

“Tiffany! It’s not that! Umm… since your debt situation was cleared so fast, I want to learn how you did it.” I ask shouting back at her.

The line suddenly goes quiet.

“Hello?” I said with a softer voice this time.

“I don’t know if I want you in this business Y/N.” She said softly.

You eyes brighten with realization.

“Tiffany? Are you in the prostitution business?” You whisper into the phone as if someone was listening.

She yells through the phone and said, “NO OH MY GOD NO! I have a sugar daddy!”

“OH! Um, how did you get one?” You say as you lean back in your rolling chair.

“I used a website an-” She suddenly paused.

“You can only do this if you are truly desperate Y/N. You hear me?”

You nod and then managed to choke out a “Yes, I’m desperate!”

Tiffany hangs up and sends you the link to the website. You roll yourself back to your desk of billing and tax papers and open your computer. You type in the website onto the computer and wait for it to load. You swirl your chair around a couple of times and finally, it loads.

 You begin scrolling through the suitors.

A man that has a wife and wants to have sex on the low? That’s a definite no!

A school professor, age 30 and looking for someone under 19. Very kinky, into extreme BDSM. Not only is that a no, that’s disgusting. You feel a cold chill creep up your spine.

A CEO of a Hostess Suite just wants to spend time with someone. Likes to paint and not looking for a sexual relationship unless you want it. You tilt your head at his bio and start looking through pictures.

Woah! He’s handsome.

He looks like a decent guy and enjoys to paint too? You quickly private message him and got up to take a quick shower. You doubt this would work, after all, he could be a whole other person.

as you finish taking your steamy shower, you dry your wet locks and check the computer for the message. Surprisingly, he messaged you back.

‘Hello! I’m Chanyeol and I’m interested in meeting up with you. Come to this place and say that I sent you. See you later princess.”

You core fired up after hearing the nickname you’ve always been wanting to be called. You gulp nervously and reply to Chanyeol’s message with a,

‘I’m glad you are interested in me! I’ll stop by at 6:30 pm! See you later.’ You hit send and began to throw on some nice clothes and style your hair to impress Chanyeol.

 You walk out of your apartment, receiving a couple of compliments as you walk downstairs. You call a taxi and text Chanyeol you were on your way. Still hesitant, you decide to text Tiffany where you were arriving just in case something goes wrong.

You arrive at the hotel and you’re met with a warm breeze. You take your phone out of your purse and head towards the front desk. The man looked at you with a smile and said, “Hey miss, how may I help you?” I cough nervously and hand him my phone. “H-here, I came to meet Chanyeol.”

He tilts his head at the messages appearing in front of him. Then a sudden realization washes over him. “A-Ahh, You’re looking for Mr.Park.” He comes in front of you and offers his hand politely. “I will take you to him, he’s probably in his art studio upstairs.” 

He leads me to the elevator and pushes the button for me but he doesn’t get in the lift. I stare at him, confused. “When the elevator stops on the 15th floor, get off and turn a right and the 9th door will be your destination.” He gives me a smile and a wave. 

My palms start to sweat, all of these questions start to hurl at me. What if he gets disappointed when he meets me in person, what if he’s not at all like the profile picture? I should have thought this through and maybe did a background check on him. 

Before I could facepalm myself, I arrived at the floor. I follow the gentleman’s directions and I’m face-to-face with the 9th door on the right. I take a big gulp and gathered my courage to finally knock softly on the door. After knocking, I could hear some shuffling behind the door. 

When the door opened, I was faced with a gorgeous man with gray hair, a boyish grin, big ears and a paint-smeared face. He chuckles nervously when he opened the door with his artist smock still on. He takes it off hastily and invites me in. 

He scratches his neck and blushes slightly. His mouth kept opening and closing like a fish trying to ask you a question. He finally managed to get words out and said, “Do you want a drink?” 

You shyly shake your head, yes and he fumbles to get a cup from the kitchen. You smile at his clumsiness and then turn your attention to his artwork. You gape in awe at the fine details he put into this painting. 

You suddenly feel a tap on your shoulder, bringing you out of your daze. He hands you a glass of orange juice and beckons you to sit on the couch beside the painting. You start to sit and he focuses his attention on the art.

Confused at the meaning sugar daddy, you were wondering why he wasn’t making a move on you. “Hey, this sugar daddy thing…What exactly will I be doing?” You ask softly.

“Hmm, I don’t know. I wasn’t really looking for sex, but if you want sex I can give it to you. But I was thinking of having someone I can talk to and spend time with.” He answers honestly. You look at him surprised at the explanation and begin to relax in your seat.

You end up having a wonderful conversation with Chanyeol until it the sky grew dark. You look at the time and stand up from the couch. “Hey, Chanyeol I have to go now. When do you want me to come back?” 

He stands up and walks to his computer. “I’m going to transfer the money to your account. How does 1,500 sound?” You gasp at the amount, hoping he was joking. He chuckles at the disbelief on your face and pressed enter.

You check your phone to find $1,500 transferred to your account. He gives you a genuine smile and gives you a hug. “I really enjoyed spending time with you. Come back whenever you want, If I really need you then I will just contact you.” I nod at the suggestion and happily hug him back.

He sees me off until I get off the elevator on the 1st floor. I smile to myself as I walk out of the hotel.

What a good man.

jikookieparfait  asked:

Hc for Jungkook as Park family friend. Jikook is so close so the family had always teased them about ending up marrying each other in the future. Add sum smut pls? (If it's okay) Thanks! ♡

+ Jungkook doesn’t remember ever not having Jimin by his side.

+ Jungkook was 4 when he met the 6 year old at the playground. Jimin was the only elder kid willing to play with him and played at his level easily.

+ “You can’t catch me!” “I’ll catch you Kookie!”

+ “We should totally check out the house up on the hill.” Jungkook (7) whispers to Jimin (9) while under the covers of Jimin’s space blanket. Jimin pales and shakes his head. “N-No way! I heard that a old woman lives there and makes kids into candy!” “Don’t be so scared hyung. Let’s check it out.”

+ Jungkook had to call Jimin’s parents at 4 in the morning cause Jimin was so scared he didn’t move and just sobbed in the front lawn of the old house. Jungkook held Jimin till his mom came.

+ “I think she’s staring at you Kookie.” Jimin (14) teases as Jungkook (12) turns red as Hana, miss popular, gives hear eyes from the other side of the courtyard.

+ “go talk to her.” “N-no way!” “Why? You scared? Mr. Not afraid scared of girls?” “S-shut up! Oh n-No! She is heading this way!” “She is brave ha ha!” “Oh No! Help!”

+ “You two bicker like a married couple.” Mrs. Park chuckles looking at Jungkook and Jimin bickering over notebooks for the new school year.

+ “Mom!?” Jimin (15) blushes as Jung Kook (13) looks like a tomato.

+ Jungkook holds Jimin who is crying cause he gave his virginity to one of the seniors in the basketball team, but Jimin learned that the male took a bet to see if he could make Jimin give it up.

+ Jungkooks first time was 14 years old and he freak out but the girl was also a virgin. They both were so awkward and stuff Jungkook whine to Jimin who laugh at him.

+ “when is the wedding?” Mr. Park teases as he watches as Jungkook and Jimin move about the kitchen, making food with out talking to each other.

+ “Not you too dad!” “Ha ha.” “Mr.Park…”

+ They moved out together when Jungkook was a adult. Getting a shitty two bedroom in the city. They partied, had lots of sex, found new friends and hung out.

+ Jimin (23) confessed his feelings to Jungkook (21) after Jungkook broke up with a boyfriend who wasn’t the nicest. It slipped out when Jimin was comforting him. Jungkook cries harder cause he felt the same way.

+ “i-I always!” Jungkook whines as he slowly works himself up and down Jimin’s cock. “A-always loved you!”

+ “me too!” Jimin moans rubbing Jungkook’s thigh. “Iv e been in love for years-ah fuck- with you baby.”

+ That morning Jimin wakes up to head plus 3 fingers in his ass. Which he didn’t mind cause Jungkook also took it slow.

+ “I knew it.” Jimin mother says with teary eyes as Jungkook and Jimin have their vows after dating for 4 years.

I do (you). [Jinyoung x reader]

request by a wildly awesome anon

a/n this was actually a blast to write. I got quite caught up in writing this. So if I fail my exam I blame you LOL jk thanks for the love ~~ JJ

genre: smut (keep away youngins)/ fluff 

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You walked down the aisle in your elegant white dress, and the face of your husband to be’s face was priceless. You saw as his eyes started to water and Mark had to rub his shoulders to prevent him from sobbing right there. But his was also filled with a desire to kiss you which you could tell by how much he was licking his lips.

The ceremony went on and you finally got to: “And do you _________ take Park Jinyoung to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The officiate said, and you responded with the largest smile,“I do.” “Then you may kiss the bride.” For a moment you just looked wordlessly at one another. Then he motioned with two fingers for you to come forward. He pulled you into a deep kiss and your friends and family cheered. You ran down the aisle and out of the church as your guests threw rice and flower petals in the air to celebrate. You continued to run until you got into the fancy car waiting at the bottom of the steps. 

You sat looking at each other in the car as the driver took you to the reception. “I thought _________ _______ was the mot beautiful girl in the world. But I think Park _________ has taken that title.” He said pulling you in for a kiss. His soft lips felt like clouds and you were in heaven. His hands trailed up your leg and slowly trailed to your thigh pulling up your dress. “Jinyoug-ah~” You said moaning but also embarrassed as you made slight eye contact with the driver’s eyes in the rear mirror. You pushed his hands from your dress “We just need to make it through the reception, and the flight to Jeju okay Mr.Park”  “Have it your way…Mrs.Park” He said winking. 

You were greeted by your guests and blaring music at the hall. You could hear Jackson on the microphone say “And for the first time may I present MR. AND MRS PARK JINYOUNG.” Everyone went wild with applause welcoming you to the ceremony. The next hour and half went by relatively quickly to you: your first dance, speeches from the parties and family and dinner; but to Jinyoung it was agonising. He was happy it was your wedding day and you had never looked so beautiful but all he wanted was to get you out of that dress, and into bed. 

The DJ started playing loud music which beckoned all your guests into a large pit on the dance floor. He sees you dancing at the edge of the mob with Youngjae and JB. “Come here.” He says pulling you from the crowd. “What!?” You scream over the music waving bye to your friends as he leads you farther from the centre. Jinyoung looked around and everyone was too distracted by the music to notice the bride and the groom slipping out of the wedding hall. “Are you okay?” “No, not at all.” You looked at him with concerned eyes. He scooped you up and you laughed realising it was actually bridal style. “Yah! put me down, where are we going!? Our guests!~” You say playfully hitting him. “Anywhere.” He says with a growl and fire in his eyes. He opens a random door and it turns out to be a sizeable storage closet filled with decorations. 

Perfect.” He says with a dark smile. Without warning, he puts you down and you face him, bewildered by his vagueness. But before you can ask anything he is pushing you against the door closing it fully. The light from the crack at the bottom of the door made the room dim and comfortable. “God, you are so perfect.” He says into your ear then begins sucking on the skin just below it. “Jinyoung-ah they will notice we’re gone.” You said more factually than protesting.” He brought his mouth to yours in a hard kiss and bit on your bottom lip. “Let them.” He growled as he moved his mouth down your neck. You felt his delicate hands work their way to your back ad slowly undo the buttons and zipper while sucking on your collar bone. 

The dress hit the floor with a soft thud. You stood in blue lingerie in front of your husband he was undoing his dress shirt buttons quickly; exposing his toned chest and flat abs. He tossed his shirt, adding it to the fabric on the floor. He brought you forward by the small of your back and traced his hands along your sides causing you to feel the ache in your stomach. He undid your bra throwing it to the side. You kissed him and returned the trail of kisses down his neck, his collarbone, his chest. He grabbed onto your breasts and his breathing and grip got heavier the lower you got. You got on your knees and continued the path down his stomach. Feeling his bulge and how tight his pants were against his erection you began to unbuckle his pants. “Oh babe~” Was all he could manage as you pulled his member from his pants. 

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3/5 of day6 ー going {somewhat} hEaltHy

hii this has been in drafts for a while and it’s only 3/5 of the members but i really wanna put content out before i lose my internet :^)
jae :
• he’s not chicken little okay he’s a sTRoNg gRown mAn
• younghyun : [in the back, snorting, while watching jae lift weights] cHicKKKeNN liTtTLLEee
• frook this man
• does he really n e e d to do this
• wHo neEds abs
• when you have lobster, pizza, and other fine cuisines
• drank one kale smoothie and suddenly he’s the hulk
• fell off the treadmill one time but we chose not to talk about that

Young K :
• leg exercises all day man
• he could crush someone with one arm
• i’m lowkey exaggerating
• b u t s t i l l
• at one point he was caught staring at dowoon’s abs
• fucking b i c e p s
• i wasnt exaggerating ok
• everyone wants him to choke them (including me)

Dowoon :
• he’s doing leg exercises with younghyun
• keeps calling him brian
• he’s about to get stabbed
• it’s all good tho
• bc guess what bRiaN
• wonpil keeps coming up and squishing his face
• pls stop

[Park Jimin] Imagine - Mind Your Business {Part Two}

Pairing: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook  (BTS Semi-Famous) 

Genre: Drama & Romance

Summary: You are next in line to take over your family’s company. However, you do not want to run a company. You have no passion or experience for it. You want to sell it and live a normal status life. Your parents disagree and plan to send you Seoul at a boarding school that’ll set you straight.

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You were completely outraged. How worse could your week go? Out of all the people in the business world, your father chose Park JImin to be your spouse. It didn’t necessarily mean you had to be with him for life, but the idea of tying the knot with him irritated you.

“Y/N! Where are you going?” Sunny chases after you. You stop in front of the vehicle that drove you to the hell hole. You turn roughly to face her and she read the anger right off your face. “You need to get over this. You will attend this college and get along with Jimin.” She ordered.

“He’s the one who was rude to me! I didn’t even say anything!” You defended your point.

“He didn’t know who you were Y/N.” Sunny says in a frustrated tone.

“Oh! So if he knew my status was higher he’d treat me differently? These people are assholes.” You shook your head and opened the car door. You wanted to leave as fast as you could.

“Where are you going?” Sunny pulls your arm and tugs your body out of the car. “Don’t touch me Sunny.” You reluctantly pull your arm away. “Do not make a scene here and make your father look bad.” Sunny looked around.

“I don’t want to be here. I don’t want any of this.” You felt a shower of sadness wash over you. Tears began to verge in your eyes.

“Y/N.” Sunny calls your name with more sympathy.

“Is everything alright?” You see Jimin walk up to the car. You roll your eyes up to stop the tears that were racing down your face. “Everything is fine Mr.Park.” Sunny used honorifics with Jimin. You wanted to scoff but the sadness didn’t let you.

“Are you sure?” Jimin looked closer at you and you looked away. “I didn’t mean to upset you Y/N, I’m sorry.” You could see right through Jimin. You could see he was putting on a show for Sunny to believe he was the sweetest person on the planet.

You glared at Jimin and he only looked at you with sarcastic sorrow. “Why don’t you go check out your dorm while I talk to Mr.Park about the conditions?” Sunny tried to lighten the mood.  You didn’t think twice about leaving the same space as Jimin.

You walked back into the dormitory, following the men that were carrying your stuff.

You walked up to the elevator and as soon as you were about to push the button, another hand beat you to it. You look up and see a male with brown hair and brown eyes. He smiles apologetically. He examines your features and looks confused. You forgot you were crying and quickly fixed yourself.

“Are you okay?” He asked. “I’m fine, thank you.” You nod. He wasn’t wearing the school’s uniform, but instead, athletic clothes.

The elevator door opens and the both of you walk in. He continues to stare at you and you feel uncomfortable. “Can I help you?” You break the silence and he continues to look.

“Y/N?” He finally asks.

You were confused, “How do you know my name?”

“You don’t remember me? Jeon Jungkook?” His expression seems excited and the name suddenly clicked.

Jungkook and his family had been shareholders with your father’s company for the longest time. The last time you saw him was at a charity banquet when you both were pre-teens.

“Kookie? I didn’t recognize you! Wow, puberty hit you like a truck.” You examine Jungkook to really take in his appearance. “Are you saying I’m good looking?” He got cocky and you rolled your eyes.

“You lied to me. You said you’d call me back after the party and you never did.”  He said clearly offended and you laughed in response.

“So why are you here? Did your dad finally decide to force you?” He asked.

“Yeah, he didn’t want me to sell the company. So now I’m here.” The somber mood returned.

“Is that why you were crying?” He asked and you shook your head. “That’s not entirely why I was crying. My manager is making things harder for me.” You chuckle to make the mood happier.

“If it makes you feel better, my dad’s assistant called me Jungcock on mistake.”

You burst into laughter which causes Jungkook to laugh and the elevator doors open. You both continue to laugh and walk out together.

“You’re on this floor?” Jungkook asked.

“Unfortunately.” You continue to laugh.

Someone clears their throat and both you and Jungkook look up. You see Jimin staring at the both of you with crossed arms. “I see you’ve two met.”  He walks up closer to both of you.

“You know Jimin too?” Jungkook looks at you and you shake your head in denial. “Of course she does.” Jimin puts his arm around your shoulder and puts his weight on you. You tolerate his actions and Jungkook sees how uncomfortable you are.

“How do you know Jimin, Kookie?” You asked Jungkook and Jimin releases his grip on you slowly. “He’s my bestfriend.” Jungkook looked at Jimin and Jimin nodded.

“But how do you know him?” Jimin asked you. You rolled your eyes because he was obviously in your business. “Why do you care?”

Jimin and Jungkook were shocked at your remark. You let yourself out of Jimin’s hold and began walking to your designated dorm room.

You open the door and you enter to meet a beautiful room. The ceiling was high and the natural light bounced right off the white themed room. It was more like a suite than a dorm room.

“Your father made sure we had the best treatment.” Jimin walks in with his hands in his pocket.

“Why are you being like this?” You turn to face him. He steps back, surprised by your attitude.

“What do you mean?” He chuckles. He irritated you. He thought his charisma and cheekiness would let him get away with anything.

“You were just rude to me earlier before you knew my status. Is that how you treat everyone?”

Jimin didn’t respond, he looked at the men coming in and out and they took it as a cue to leave the both alone. You took a seat on the white couch and waited for Jimin to defend himself.

“Listen to me carefully, because I won’t say this again.” Jimin sat across from you. You cross your legs and look dead at him.

“I don’t like you. I don’t like your company and I don’t like any of this. You think I want to marry you? You think I want to share my stocks with you? There are so many other companies I could have signed with, but my father wanted yours.” Jimin expressed his thoughts and it was the only thing you could relate to.

“So don’t make me the bad guy and act like the world revolves around you.” Jimin finished his thoughts and you had to admit you felt offended at him being so blunt.

“Well that makes two of us.” He laughs bitterly and you look away. “There’s two bedrooms, and one bathroom. I usually shower in the morning so you can shower at night.” He stood up and you remained seated.

“We’ll see.” You smile sarcastically and he rolls his eyes.

“How do you know Jungkook?” Jimin asks again. Something must’ve really bothered him about you knowing Jungkook, so you used it as a leverage.

“Why do you care so much?” You spat.

“Is he your ex-boyfriend? Did he break your heart?” Jimin teased and it only provoked you.

“Jimin shut up. If we’re going to make this work, we have to be civilized.”

“I don’t want to make this work.” He walked towards the door as he put on his coat.

“Where are you going?”

“Why do you care so much?” He mocked your words and slammed the door behind him.

You had no idea that you could barely meet someone and hate them in less than 24 hours. You had an idea that you wouldn’t get along with your unknown fiance, but you didn’t know it’d be this stressful.

“Miss Y/N, your welcoming ceremony starts in an hour.” A man knocks on your door and you nod. “What’s the attire?” You ask as you stood from the sofa. “Semi-Formal ma’am.” He smiles and leaves the dorm.

This was your chance to show off to Jimin that you knew how to dress. Usually, you’d have people and stylist help you get ready for events, but you were on your own this time.

You walk over to the biggest suitcase that held your expensive gowns. Your mother made sure she had those packed. You pull out a pale pink dress that hit just above your knees. You paired the dress with nude heels. Satisfied with your outfit, you moved onto your makeup and hair.

Your phone rang as you finished the last curl of your hair. You reached for it and it read ‘Dad’. You weren’t sure if you were ready to talk to him, but you weren’t mean enough to ignore him.

“Hello?” You speak carefully.

“Y/N how are you holding up dear?” Your father seemed to be in a good mood.

“I hate it.” You spoke honestly as you played with the ends of your dress.

Your father chuckled before he spoke, “I heard you met Jimin and Jungkook. Surprise.”

“I don’t want to talk about this dad, you’ll ruin my mood. Goodbye, I love you.” You hung up quickly before you could become anymore heated.

“Y/N, you ready to go? We’re already 20 minutes late.” Sunny barges into your room. You stood up and shoved your phone into your wristlet. “Let’s go then.” You smiled and she returned it. You didn’t want to stress Sunny anymore than you already have.


You walk into a hall filled with formally dressed students. Many stared at you which only made you more self-conscious. You had Sunny at your side, so that calmed your nerves. “You have to give a arrival speech in a few minutes. So go socialize and mingle.” Sunny pushed you further into the room and left you.

You looked around and examined the food displayed on the tables. It was nothing but the most expensive food you could think of. The classical music in the background was the only pleasant thing about the welcoming party.

You spot Jimin in his suit mingling with a group of girls. Now you knew the man he really was, a flirt. He was a slick one and it disgusted you.

“You look lovely.” Jungkook approached you. His attire was completely different. His hair was slicked back and his tuxedo was very sharp. “Now this is the Kookie I recognize.” You smile at him and he laughs.

“Why do they need to make a big party for my arrival?” You look around feeling overwhelmed. “Because you’re the biggest foreign company we’ve had at this school, and your father is a very powerful man.” Jungkook answers.

“That’s reasonable.” You nod. You glance over to the other side of the room and see Sunny signaling that it is time for you to go on. “I have to go do my speech.” You sigh and look at Jungkook.

“Good luck! I’ll stay right here and watch.” He gives you a thumbs up and you smile confidently.

This was your chance to represent your future company in the best way possible. This is where these heirs decide if they’d want to partner with you in the future. You needed to show confidence and strength.

You step onto the stage and walk towards the podium. The students’ noise level dropped immediately. You tapped the mic to make sure it was on and you smiled nervously.

“Hello, as many of you may already know, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. My father is Y/D/N. I was transferred to this campus and I will finish the rest of my college career here. I hope that you take care of me well and show me the way to do things around here.” You pause and glance at the audience, many seem interested, many but one. Park Jimin. He yawned and he knew you had seen it.

“Although it’s my first day here, I want to thank everyone who attended this ceremony and - “ Your mic went dead and the lights went out. You only panicked because of the screams you heard.

The lights began to flicker on and off and you carefully departed the stage. You walked into the chaos of students running in many directions. You stopped in the middle and suddenly you were drenched in a liquid. You squeal and felt the cold liquid drip all over your body.

Someone had poured the punch bowl all over you. You glanced around and the lights stopped flickering. Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked at you. The only one you looked at was Jimin. He had a smirk on his face and he looked so pleased.

You gave him the dirtiest glare but he didn’t seem to care. You walked up to him and grabbed him by his arm, pulling him out of the hall.

“Woah slow down Princess.” He slowed your pace and you turned to look at him. “You ruined my welcoming party Jimin!” You yelled and he put his hands up in defense.

“I didn’t do it. The boys I hired to do it, did it.”

“You’re an asshole Jimin.” You look at your dress which was now stained red. “You looked beautiful, but now…” He laughed at the mess you looked like.

“I hate you.” You spat before you walked off. Sunny was waiting in the hallway and she looked at you with a face of horror. “What happened?” She asked as she followed you.

“Jimin happened.”

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: I’m going to make a trailer for this series so be excited for that! I’ll work on it this weekend! (:


This is my new work of art.
I won’t say anything about it. 

A luxurious car is waiting on the corner of “Grib” boulevard, in front of an old Italian style building. One of those old buldings that have the aura of respect. With its high staircase this place screamed “real business”. The whole boulevard is full of old buildings. You can easily feel the Italian mafia vibe from this place. As we speak very important business is going on in the old house from awhile ago. Guns are held in one hand, ready for any moment of unbearable burdensome tension. It’s clear that this bulding is home to illegal deals and business.

Suddenly a handsome man in a nice dark blue, almost certain that is Gucci, suit comes out the building,followed by two bodyguards and an older man, easily recognised as the Italian mafia boss Senior Dante Alpecco. He is here all the way from Italy to make business with the handsome youngster. The Senior offers a handshake to the younger man. He, of course, accepts it and holds the hand of his partner shortly and tightly. 

“I’m thankful for your assistance Senior Alpecco. The goods will be delivered to you late Sunday noon.” the italian smiles in return and with specific accent said “It’s always pleasure working with the Park family.”

The man in the Gucci suit, by now we are certain that it is indeed Gucci, turns around, swiftly enters the back of the car making a gesture to his bodyguards,that knew exactly what they had to do and left their boss alone in the car with his trusted friend and driver on call Jungkook. “Jungkook, let’s go home.” said the man looking at himself in the looking mirror. He isn’t older than twenty five, with black hair and a cold expression crossing his handsome features. “Though meeting?” asked Jungkook looking at his friend in the same mirror. “Though can’t explain it. All I want is to go home.”

After fifteen minutes solid ride and no more talking,the car stopped in front of a house with big gate.

The gate opened and the car parked in a garage next to five more luxurious sport cars. The driver-friend came out and opened the door for the handsome man to leave.
Gucci from head to toes stepped out of the car,offering a warm glance to his friend. “Thank you, Kookie. I really appreciate what you did. Without you, by now the whole empire would have crumblesld.” the other man offered a warm smile in return getting back in his car. “Of course. I get money from this you know. Ahh, Jimin?!” our main character turned around fast. “Yes Jungkook?” the younger man offered even bigger smile, causing his bunny teeth to soften the whole macho vibe he usually has around him. “Kiss her from me.” Jimin let out a relieved sigh and nodded.

 "Sure old friend.“

Jimin, by now known as the man in the Gucci suit, the protagonist of this story, opened the door of the garage that connected the garage and the house. Actually not sure if house is enough to describe the mansion Jimin lived in. 

The three floor massive building was made of the finest materials. Marble floors, original paintings hanging on the walls, enormous rooms on all three floors, no matter the fact in the mansion there were around 10 people helping out the young prince of crime.

Now lets explain. This massive building was a present from his father for his twenty birthday. His fathers job by the way is being the king of the local mafia. Which of course was enormous. It delivered all kind of illegal services. Which made the Parks, son and father,one of the richest families on the continent. All of that meant that Jimin was deeply involved in his fathers business. The boy was a prince. All women fell for him. One word from Prince Jimin and their panties were wet. That made him a good businessman. He was able to sell anything if you give him one sign you were listening to him.

 But he didn’t want a woman. He had though history with women as a whole and not good impression of them. His parents were divorced. Jimin was given to his mother. His mother beated the shit out of him when he was little. Shocking, I know right? Actually Jimin found shelter with his father. Who really protected him and gave Jimin love, appreciation and education. 

 The crime prince hated not being in control of a situation, he took this from his father. His raven black locks he took from his mother. Piercing cold blue eyes that made anyones blood stop were a present from his grandmother, a wonderful strong woman Jimin adored as a child, before the whole divorce thing and hee death. Strong body and incredible stamina was the fruit of his own hard work to protect himself and her.

 "Jimin, are you listening to me?” his father brought the black haired man back to reality. “Yes father. You were saying that we should change the path of the buses with the goods for Alpecco. However, the police expects us to change the path by taking the small routes in the towns. Jungkook told me. You know the boy, he’ll never lie. After all, you are the reason he is alive and he trusts you with his whole existence. So instead of driving through the small routes, where we are expectes, I suggest letting them drive through the hallway. It will be faster for us and deceiving enough for the police. It’s proceeding by my plan. As always.” his father smiled proudly. Seeing his boy grow up and becoming a real man made him proud. He was just as intelligent as he needed to survive just fine. “Let’s proceed by your plan then. All I want is my goods to be here by Friday. So we can send them to Senior Alpecco for Sunday.” Jimin bowed lightly to his father. 

 "Jimin, your mother has written to my secretary. She wants to see you and her.“ Jimins whole mood got ruined in less than thirty seconds. "I’m sorry father, but I have no will or desire to meet…her. Also, I will never let this woman get even hundred meters close to her.” he says sternly,making sure he gets his massage across. “As you wish my boy.”

 Mr.Park is a massive man. Exactly like someone who got out of a mafia novel. With his white suit and matching hat, the whole town feares him and worships him as a God. Mr.Park takes care for his town, to be beautiful and lovely placenfor anyone who comes. He had no desire to become a politician,however. He was pefectly happy with the life he had. As they walked out of Jimins home, his father patted his son on the back in the most fatherly gesture and asked a few more times if he was sure Jimins plan will work.“Of course, Father. I have never failed you, have I?” just as Mr.Park was getting in the car he laughed remembering something.

 "Son, someone is really eager to see you and is high time for you to take care of it. She went out of her room, but got scared when she saw me and hid in your room. She only called Doyoung a few times. Enough for one night. Go see the joy of your life. And soon I want to see her too. Five years are enough hiding.“Jimin almost forgot about her. How could he? He saw his fathers car start the engine and Jimin told Doyoung, his most trusted butler, to lock the garage doors and go home. 

 "Actually, tell the whole staff to go home. You all worked hard for this week. I want to be alone with hee this weekend.” Doyoung bowed “Wise decision sir. She starts to feel your absence. I will go tell the others. Go to her.” Jimin only waited for him to stop talking so he can run backin the house. But stoped dead in his tracks remembering something. “Ahhhh…Doyoung?” “Yes sir?” “Stop calling me sir. We are the same age. It really makes me uncomfortable to be the big bad boss at home too.” Doyoung face lits up and he smiles. “Of course Jimin. Now…stop wasting time s-no, Jimin.”

Excited, Jimin ran as fast as he could back in the house, climbing the steps skipping one at a time, finding his bedroom and kicking the door open.There she was, reading Rohald Dall on the king sized bed. Her braids were neatly made by one of the maids, the ballerina skirt made a puffy cloud around her. She has a concentrated expression on her face. The words of the book aren’t hard, but the meaning behind them, are making the girl scratch her little nose and furrow her brows together. Jimin can watch her for days, without saying anything and it will bring him all the happiness in the world. When the small girl sees Jimin, her whole expression lights up, she throws the book on the bed, stands up and jumps in Jimins arms. 


The black haired boy lets out a relieved sigh, while he hugs her tightly to his chest. She gives meaning to his life and hope that not all women are bad. However, he is afraid of anyone who knows about her.

About his greatest weakness. His beautiful five years old daughter,Marcela. 

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Chanbaek in Roommate..

omg.. i know this is a bit late for an analysis / my thought about all the chanbaek in Roomate the other day..but after close observations and discussions i came out with this post.. hahah…lol.. enjoy.. 

after reading this you may want to re-watch Roomate ep13 again.. hehehe..

**warning : this is just what my chanbaek shipper’s mind managed to capture after watching 39 minutes of chanbaek in Roomate ep.13.. and it’s SUPER LONG post.. i didn’t break it into parts.. so bear with it..^_^.. you must’ve known by now that i believe in Chanbaek so hard its not even funny anymore.. so don’t like what you’re gonna read..? no need to read it and no need bash me ok.. we are all love chanbaek here don’t we..?? heheh..**


ok let’s start..


first of all can we take a moment and enjoy the fact that Baekkie call channie when he is mere bored..?? 

hehehe…*dramatically applause*

**which means he didn’t have any schedule at the moment**

and did anyone noticed how chanyeol was taken aback when suddenly baekkie said he wanna visit the Roommate house..??

he hesitated..


the one that asked baekhyun to come is actually minwoo… Chanyeol eyeing his roomates and suddenly minwoo ask Baekhyun to come visit and as if he got the green light he’s waiting for, Chanyeol immediately ask baekkie to visit…hehe… i bet he must be very excited but half unsure if baekkie really gonna come..



and how did he came..? he said he came by was he..?

i don’t know if this is true but he does look like he come by himself.. the production crew didn’t show baekhyun come out from a car or a van.. we can say that he really come by himself..

the question here is WHY..?? why he decided to come right away after he call chanyeol..? and why he came by himself..? why he make it hard for himself..? maybe the manager really doesn’t know that he sneaked to the Roommate house..?? i’m not sure… what do you think..? 

let’s go back to chanyeol shall we..? can we talk about chanyeol hidden dimple that shows up when he know baekhyun is at HIS house..? 

look how anticipate he is.. he looks like he can’t wait another second to meet baekkie.. he looks so happy to meet his best-friend..  he also looks like disbelieved that baekhyun really came.. doubt maybe..? that baekhyun really came.. that baekhyun actually managed to come…

i have to admit that in that episode of roommate, chanbaek got many moments, however, its very subtle and kinda - secretive? .. i don’t know why..

look.. why SBS wanna cut so much of chanbaek moments..? i know that we can’t believe SBS Roommate previews but there are a lot of their moments got edited and ended up not being broadcast.. 

Nervous Chanyeol


Chanbaek acoustic duet 


i admit that i anticipated a lot from this visit from baekhyun as a chanbaek moments galore.. at first i thought SBS are not gonna air this episode at all.. but they did..! i wonder why they have to wait up to 5 episodes before air this baekhyun’s visit part..??? maybe they REALLY not gonna air this part but as Bom’s part needed to be cut out and i guess many EXO fans ask for this part be air, the SBS decided to air it..

but SBS cut a lot of Chanbaek moements.. its not fair..!! when other guests come to the house they got almost half the air time but baekkie only got 39 minutes.. huhuhu T_T …

*wipes tears* Ok back to chanbaek..

when chanyeol first saw baekkie at his house, he was kinda shocked..


didn’t baekkie already said that he wants to visit..? my thought..? i think chanyeol didn’t expect baekhyun really come.. he don’t think that manager are gonna allow him to come.. maybe the manager know something about chanbaek that make chanyeol disbelieving..  but he really at the roommate house.. 

**caption : Heok! (you) really came?**

and the first thing chanyeol did when he saw baekhyun is run towards him and hold his hand..???

if you look closely you probably can see that actually chanyeol are going for a hug.. coz his both hands are up towards baekhyun..

chanyeol had been in the house for few months now, he is kinda used to the camera.. at some point when you are too comfortable and used to something you kinda forgot that they are surrounding you…

but knowing there are camera everywhere, baekhyun stops channie by receiving his hands in a very feminine manner EVER..!! look at their hands.. it looks so right… like they are used to hold hands like that.. look how baekkie take channie’s hand and look how they grip their hands together.. best-friends do that..!!????

and one more weird thing happened… its what chanyeol said to baekkie after that..

why is it weird seeing your own best-friend in your house..? or is it weird that baekhyun actually really in his house..? it kinda feels like chanyeol didn’t believe that baekhyun managed to actually came.. you know what i meant..? like it is something close to impossible but it happened..

maybe chanyeol think its impossible baekhyun are gonna make it to his house because - my guess - the manager and the company are not gonna allow it.. that’s why i think SBS actually consider not airing this part.. maybe they have too many obvious moments that can make fans noticed about their relationship.. maybe.. who knows right..?



SBS cut many Chanbaek moments that can rise suspicions.. Nervous Baekhyun and clumsy chanyeol on Channie’s bed.. they are so adorable.. 

i don’t understands why but many of chanbaek’s duet are not broadcast-ed anywhere.. many times i heard that chanyeol had prepared some songs and performance with baekhyun but unfortunately it never get on TV or any shows.. i’m sad T_T..

and this is one of them.. i wanna see chanbaek duet again, like in Boom street where they sang that love song and chanyeol messed up his guitar solo.. SBS cuts and edited just too many.. WHY..!?? 



Eventho they edited many of Chanbaek’s obvious moments and skinships, little did they know, Chanbaek is very careful when they touch each other.. they can make it look very normal yet so loving and longing.. with hidden meanings kind-of-skinships..?


Remember when mama Shin asked Baekhyun which girls he is most curious about..?

look carefully at Mr.Park.. his wide grin disappear.. Jealous much Park Chanyeol..? 

and suddenly he tries to grab the cake slicer on Baekhyun’s hand.. with no reason whatsoever.. hahah… he is so obvious.. and Baekhyun didn’t even glance at other girls and pointed out GaYeon while his other hand instinctively handing the cake slicer to chanyeol.. how he knows chanyeol wanna take that cake slicer..!? soulmates~~~

hehehe.. maybe its just another reason for them to have some skinships..  and for Chanyeol to show his emotions at the moment.. hehe..


They danced to Overdose for the Roommate family..

and there’s Chanyeol, making weird face while Baekkie bend in front of him (because his pants are too tight) .. Park Chanyeol..! control your hormones..!

what with the tongue and the eyeing and the lip-bite..??!??


their glances and eye-contacts..


Park chanyeol being a proud boyfriend… haha.. 

His power is shining my life.. while I’m warming his.. <3

Baekhyun can do this.. Baekhyun will do that.. again, chanyeol will do anything to make sure Baekhyun got airtime.. and proudly show off his wifey.. hehe…


moments that didn’t caught obviously by camera.. but the reflection on the mirror shows their thirst for each other..

out of nowhere, suddenly Baekhyun initiate skinship with Chanyeol.. there’s no reason for Baek to touch Chan at that point.. but why they look so scared but yet so happy when they managed to touch each other for a little moment like that..? 

look how Chanyeol take a quick glance at Baek when he feels Baekkie’s hands on his back…he look at Baek and lean towards his hug..  at this time, everyone are focusing on Seho.. so they think this is the perfect moment to touch each other.. 


Again chanyeol being a proud and happy boyfriend for Baekhyun..

look at the proud shining on Chanyeol’s face when he see sassy Baekhyun.. hehe.. again.. its the mirror that capture this… 


and lastly… can we talk about why suddenly baekhyun have to leave..?? he already changed his clothes to seho’s and settle himself on dongwook’s bed, that means he really want to spend the night at the roommate house.. 

if you watch ep.10 where Lee Dok Hwa(?) sunbae-nim came to the roommate house, we can see that he didn’t want to sleep over he just want to rest for a while.. so he just laying on Seho’s bed and not changing his clothes.. 

but its definitely different in Baekhyun’s case.. Baekkie already changed his clothes to stranger’s clothes and lay  comfortably on stranger’s bed, and suddenly his phone rang and he has to leave..??!? if he just wanna rest for a while, why bother changing his clothes..?? and after few hours he has to change again.? right..?

and if you look at chanyeol when he send baekhyun to the car, you can see that he already asleep and woke up just to send Baekkie.. is that means that he really thought baekkie are gonna spend the night there..? and got caught off guard when beakkie said he has to leave.. and again.. remember, didn’t baekkie said he was bored earlier..? which i guess he don’t have schedule that day.. why he has to LEAVE..!?? 

chanyeol looks nervous and baekkie look aggrieved when they walk towards the car.. look at channie’s face when baekkie  grab his hands and hold it tight just for that short moment before he got in the car and gods know what happened to him after that..


so what do you think..? i bet many of you will say this is just me and my chanbaek shipper’s mind hallucinating and delusional.. maybe you’ll say that none of what i write is true and i just manipulating things.. but please.. we all know Baekhyun is Fearless right..? he stands up for what he believe… and for what he wants… if you realized, all the secret skinships and longingness initiated by baekhyun.. chanyeol just play along.. they miss each other.. i know that.. i can see that.. but they can’t show much coz camera all over the house.. and even if they did show much, i’m sure SBS and SM will edit it and ensure it didn’t go out to public.. 

there are too many edited parts, and its suspicious at some point.. chanyeol and baekhyun themselves also suspicious that day.. but again.. this is just what I thought when i watch Baekhyun around chanyeol and Chanyeol being around Baekkie.. 

if you disagree, just ignore this rant….

but #IWillAlwaysBelieveInChanbaek <3

Giving love a shot part 56

♤Jay’s views ♤


What exactly have I done? Jaeha doesn’t deserve any of that. The next few days all she does is stays in bed and barely eat anything.

Lina: you wanted to see me?

Jay: yeah.

Lina: okay

Jay: look you’re a really great dancer and also working with you for so many years, I realize  that you’re also an good person. But-

Lina: working with me makes your marriage life complicated.

Jay: ye..ah

Lina: I understand. It’s all of my fault

In the end I let Lina go, at the end of the day my family is more important. While I’m not actively performing, I still come to the studio to record.

Dok2: you look like shit

Jay: I feel like it

Dok2: what’s up? Princess is giving you problems?

Jay: the same way it’s always been.

Dok2: what did you do?

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Every girl needs a Daddy or two... - Jikook x Reader (smut) - part of Teacher Jimin series -

Okay so, i’ve decided to make this request a scenario that may have happened earlier in Jimin’s ‘Teacher Named Daddy’ story but it also includes Head Officer Jeon Jungkook from ‘Officer Named Daddy’ (this part of the story occurred before Jungkooks imagine took place) -the request includes aspects of two different imagines so although the character of ‘teacher named daddy’ is called ‘Saskia’ because it features another request the name will be (Y/N) I apologise for any inconveniences- (THIS IS NOT PART 4! ONLY A SIDE SCENARIO)

You walked into school with a couple of your friends -Jimin had dropped you off a couple of minutes away from the school- you had a talk in the school surrounding online dating, cat fishing and general internet safety that was being taken by the police today and although it wasn’t necessarily boring, it just wasn’t in your best interests, you’d much rather spend a free period with Jimin, however he explained in the car that it was impossible to get you out of a talk that the school thought was so important. You went to Jimin’s classroom to register (because he was your homeroom teacher) before your class proceeded to walk down to the hall. You didn’t have any close friends in your homeroom class so you walked with Jimins changed persona, Mr.Park. You both managed to keep things calm and collected during work hours, talking as a teacher and student would. As you sat down you made eye contact with one of the police officers, he had darkened burgundy hair, slightly tanned skin and chocolate brown eyes, he smirked at you slightly. You looked away, afraid that Jimin would see you, however when you looked back you saw Jimin walk over to him, exchanging a ‘bro’ hug. You scrunched your face up in confusion, where these guys friends? You quite obviously couldn’t go ask him but you did unconsciously continue to stare catching both mens attention.

-(Y/N) Is watching but is unable to hear this conversation-

The boys looked over at you, both taking every aspect of you in, Jimin’s expression was caring and admiring however the police officer held a lustful stare, effectively eye fucking you whilst standing next to your boyfriend. “Hey! Wassup man?” Jungkook said to Jimin, grabbing his hand and pulling him into a hug, “It’s going pretty great Kookie! and yourself?” Jimin said, putting his hands back into his pocket. The small talk continued until Jimins phone buzzed uncontrollably at the amount of text you sent, questioning who the police officer was and how they new each other.  “So man, Who’s that girl?” Jungkook said to Jimin, nodding his head forward signalling to you. “Oh that’s    (Y/N), why are you asking?” Jimin asked Jungkook, beginning to get slightly protective. “She’s cute, I’d like to spend time with her. If you know what I mean…” He said sniggered, Jimin’s hands went into a fist, his rage becoming stronger. “Well you won’t get to, what a shame.” He retorted, getting agitated. “And why is that? She’s 16 or over right?” Jungkook questioned, raising an eyebrow at Jimin and looking over at you again. “Yeah, but she’s already got a man.” Jimin said, running a hand through his red hair. “One of these pathetic guys? She needs a real man to show her a good time.” The way Jungkook spoke, was almost like he was challenging Jimin, whom was getting more and more agitated by the minute. “No, not one of them. Me.” He finally revealed his secret. ‘SHIT!!!!’ Was the only thing going around Jimin’s head right now, he was too angry to think straight. “Dude, she’s your student. That is illegal!” Jungkoook said half serious as a slight smirk reappeared into the creases around his lips. “You know, there is one way i’d allow your dirty little secret to continue.” He said, resting his hands on his belt buckle. “And how is that?” Jimin asked, worried about what he’d just done. “Tell her to meet us in your room 2nd period, I told you I wanted her, so let me share her for a period. I’ll take that sweet juicy mouth of hers, you can have her tight little pussy.” Jungkook said smirking, it was the only way to save your relationship, Jimin began to walk away. “Oh ChimChim!” Jungkook yelled for Jimin to come closer. “I go by the name of ‘Daddy’ when i’m getting frisky, see you and your little princess in 50 minutes” He said waltzing back over to his police co workers. Jimins fists tightened, so hard that his knuckles where red and white splotches, you could tell he was angry about something, even if you hadn’t heard his previous conversation. You where HIS princess and ONLY HIS. Just as you where ONLY comfortable calling HIM ‘Daddy” and he knew that from your previous experiment with his friend Namjoon. He spent the full assembly with his eyes glued to the stage where Jungkook was, not landing on you once even when your looked away.. He sent your period 2 teacher an email to request you out of class for the period, your teacher luckily granted you permission and you sprinted round to the classroom, remembering how agitated Jimin had looked earlier. Jungkook had given Jimin 5 minutes to explain what the situation was before he would enter, “Jimin Oppa what’s wrong?” you asked, walking over to his desk. “Jagiya, I messed up.” He said running a hand through his hair. You sat on his desk, his hands coming up to rest on your waist. “What happened Chim?” he tensed slightly at the seriousness of your voice. “You know the police officer I was talking to, he’s an old friend of mine and he asked me who you where, he said he wanted to do things to you and I got so angry that I told him about us. He said the only way he’ll keep it a secret is if you suck him off whilst your on me.” Your eyes widened at what the attractive officer had requested. “If that’s what we need to do then so be it.” You said huffing but keeping a slight smile on your face so Jimin didn’t feel bad. “There’s one more thing Jagiya…” he said scratching the back of his head. “What is that?” you asked not seeing how this could get any worse. “He want’s you to call him, Daddy.” He said, a shiver trailed down your spine at the thought, calling another man by that name seemed so uncomfortable to you after only using it on Jimin for so long. “Okay…” You huffed, feeling that the only option was to say you’d do it. The man was attractive and he’d probably be pleasurable enough to have in your mouth but you where still uneasy about 3 way sex. There was a knock on the door and a few seconds later you saw the black coma boots enter the room, “Hey, nice to meet you babe” the boy said smirking. “Hey…D-daddy” You spoke, testing the word like a new taste on your tongue. “Oh baby girl learns fast, come on lets get you undressed and this’ll all be over nice and quick!” He said, walking over to you. You looked over to Jimin who gave you a reassuring nod, as you returned your head to the front. Jungkook dropped to his knees, undoing the buckles of your skirt and pulling it down to reveal your red lace panties. “Such a naughty girl” He said tracing hem of your underwear as chills went down your spine. He slid your shoes and socks off before standing back up. “Okay ChimChim, lets go” Jungkook said as Jimin stood up, locking the door before making his way over to you. He stood in the position of a back hug, pulling down his trousers and boxers before pulling your panties down. Jungkook sat on a tall stool infront of you as Jimin slowly slid into you, making you whimper at his size. Jungkook release his erect member infont of you as you Jimin began to move. “Fuck, Daddy…” You whined as Jimin gripped your hips, his hips rolling unimaginable swerves into your g-spot. He put his hand on the small of your back, pushing you down, you opened your mouth Taking in a large, throbbing Jungkook. You held one hand at the base of his member as you licked your lips, preparing to take him in. You opened your mouth slowly taking him all the way into the back of your throat. “Fuck you feel so good!” Kookie said as he grasped your hair, beginning to move his hips. fucking your mouth whilst, Jimin was  still thrusting in and out of you, causing you to moan, the vibrations going to Jungkooks base. You began to flatten your tongue along the pulsing vein, flicking his tip and sucking your cheeks in, you felt him twitch inside your mouth, telling you he was close, your free hand moved to palm and play with his balls causing a low throaty moan to escape his lips, within minutes he released, you swallowed his unwanted cum, the saltiness becoming very bitter on your tongue and then you began to focused on getting you and Jimin off, even if Jungkook was watching. Luckily enough you where almost finishing, Jimin had rubbed over your clit with his thumb lightly, making your legs twitch you finally you found your release, as the end dribbles slid down your legs, your release also causing Jimins. You all sat in silence for a couple of minutes, thinking about what had just happened. Jungkook was first to stand up. “Thanks for letting me join ChimChim, don’t worry I wont tell anyone. See you guys later.” He said, zipping up his trousers and unlocking and exiting the door. “We done it Oppa” You said relief washing over you as you locked the door once more and hugged Jimin. “Thank you so much Jagiya, I love you.” Jimin said, running a hand through your hair. “I love you too Jimin.’ You said looking up and him and landing a small peck on his lips.


You’ve been having wet dreams of your bodyguard and you finally get to make them a reality in the bathroom of an airplane.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Bodyguard!Jimin | Reader

Word count: 1,953

Originally posted by jiminuh

The sound of my phone ringing woke me up. I was having one of those dreams again and yet again it was with him. I groaned as I picked up the phone not bothering looking who was calling me. “Hello?” I asked sitting up from my bed.

“Did you forget you that you have to be at the airport in three hours?” my manager, Yeri, said in annoyance. I quickly got out of bed but stumbled in the process almost falling face first on the floor. I had forgotten I have to film a movie in France plus do commercials. Hopefully, I’d have time to explore the city but I knew that it would be impossible. 

“I didn’t,”I lied as I quickly rummaged through my closet for an outfit. “Are you on your way?”I asked as I put her on speaker. 

“No. Jimin is going to be taking you. I have to get to France before you do so I can arrange your schedules,” she said and I could tell she was rubbing her head at the thought of all the paperwork she had to do. “Get dressed Jimin will be there in 30 minutes,” she said as she hung up.

My heart quickened as I got myself ready. Park Jimin is going to be taking me. I have to sit with him on the airplane for who knows how long. What I dreamt a couple of minutes ago flashed through my mind. I felt my cheeks burning as well as another part of my body. 

I waited in the living room for him to call me. I tried to forget the dream that I had of him but it seem almost impossible. Jimin was my bodyguard, my personal bodyguard to be exact. A year ago there was an incident with an anti that almost ended badly for me and my stylist team. At the time, I was barely reaching the peak of my acting career and I didn’t have any security or anything but after what happened my manager, as well as the president of the company, decided that it was better for me to have a bodyguard. I heard two faint knocks and the front door shut a few seconds after.

“Are you ready to leave miss?” he asked standing in front of me. I nodded as I got up from the couch looking briefly at him in a suit. “You’re dressing up as if we’re going to wake the red carpet,” I teased him as I cursed at myself for not wearing something more appealing.

He smirked as he held the door open for me,“Just if the occasion arises I’ll be prepared.” During the whole car ride, we were both quiet as the chauffeur drove us to the airport. I snuck glances at him as I admired his chiseled features. His red hair complimented his skin tone and his brown eyes were warm but also held this mysterious aura in them. 

The security team guided us to the gate after going through all the checks and paperwork. The airport was filled with fans that were talking all at once and all I could do is smile and wave at them as I tried to follow Jimin, who was easily moving through the crowd. He held out his hand so I can move quicker as we approach the boarding gate. His hands were small and soft against mine 

I huffed as we walked to the plane. “Your fans are something else,” Jimin said smiling. I nodded as I smiled,“They’re very dedicated. I wonder how long they’ve been waiting.” We took our seats and thankfully for me he was sitting an aisle across from me. There were only two other passengers in first class with us but, they were engulfed in a pile of paperwork to pay any attention to either of us. 

“Here’s to a boring 11-hour flight,”I thought to myself as I closed my eyes and I felt a pair of eyes watching me. “You can’t really take your eyes off me Mr.Park?” I asked smiling as I turned to look at him. He looked away startled as I saw faint rose color on his cheeks. I bit my bottom lip as I smiled at his cute reaction, which surprised me from his usual cold remarks he’d make. 

“Sorry,” he said looking out the window. I tried making a conversation with him but I couldn’t find the right words to say but nothing came to mind. After two hours I started to drift to sleep and I started to dream where I left off in the morning. 

Again. With Jimin. His full lips on my neck sucking at the skin and his hands on my waist pulling me closer to him. I felt his hot erection through his jeans as I tried to undo his jeans but he pinned my arms above my head. “I’m in control tonight baby,” he whispered as he took off my small pajama shorts. He brushed his fingered through my silk underwear as I moaned hating it that he was teasing me.

“Jimin please,” I whined. 

The light shake from someone woke me up. I groaned as I swatted the hands away from me anger. “Did someone really wake me up again,”I thought as I rubbed my eyes to see who had woken me up. There stood Jimin looking down at me with a smug look on his face. He lowered himself as he whispered in my ear,”Be a little more quiet when you actually get to moan my name.” 

My heart rate quickened as my eyes widened to look up at him. I tried to find the right words to say something but nothing could come out. He smirked,“Speechless? I didn’t know you thought of me that way miss." 

I gulped embarrassed as I felt my cheeks burning and the next thing he said caught me off guard. "Jimin please? What was it that you needed?” he asked raising his eyebrow. He started to slowly trace his finger on the side of my arm sending shivers down my spine. 

“Was I being a tease?” he asked moving his touch to my fingertips. I looked around but the two other passengers were fast asleep. My heart wouldn’t keep a steady pace as he brought my palm to his lips. His eyes looking deeply at mine,“Come with me.”

I followed him to the bathroom and once inside he quickly locked the door. Is this really happening? Am I dreaming? I must be. He had me pushed against the sink as he cupped my face in his hands scanning my face. "May I?” he asked. I nodded as my eyes fluttered shut. His lips pressed softly against mine, almost as if he was afraid. I grabbed him by the collar pulling him closer kissing him even more roughly. He smiled as his hand moved away from my face and onto my waist. 

He pulled away,“Even better than your dream?" 

"Let’s see,” I said as I pulled him back into another kiss. I can already find myself being addicted to his lips on mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist feeling the warmth of in between his legs. “You look so good in a tux,"I whispered as his lips moved to my neck. 

"I know,” he said as he took off my shirt with one hand as his other hand started to rub against my thighs. I grinded along with his hands wanting him to take my jeans off. “(Y/N),” he said smiling as he lowered his voice,”Are you going to be whining just like you did in your sleep?” 

“Fine I guess we won’t do anything,” I said as I tried to get off the counter. He blocked the way as he lowered himself in between my legs as he unbuttoned my jeans,“You’re no fun. You sounded sexy I just wanted you to repeat it again.”

“Oh am I really no fun?” I asked as I took off my jeans and started to pull at his pants. I stared at him as he tilted his head waiting for my next move. I got off the counter as I pulled down his pants seeing his erection made me even wetter than I already was. “May I, Mr. Park?” I asked him smirking as I pulled down his boxers. I rubbed my thumb against his tip as I stared at him to see his reaction. I pumped him a couple of times before taking him in my mouth. I started to slowly pull out as he groaned cussing quietly when there was a faint knock at the door. “Is Mr.Park or Ms.(Y/L/N) in here?” a female’s voice asked. 

“Yes I-,” Jimin started to say as started to suck him again making him stop midsentence as he tried to sustain a steady voice. “I’m in here. Is (Y/N) not out there?” he asked as he gripped at the sides of the counters as he watched me moving in and out of him. “Miss can you get me one of those outlets?“ someone asked. All you heard was a pair of heels clicking away. 

“Come here,” he said in an angered voice as he put me back on the counter as I smirked. "Let’s see if you’re going to be smirking anytime soon,” he said as he quickly took off my underwear as he parted my legs apart as he started to insert one finger inside of me. I closed my eyes arching my back as he started to roughly pump in and out of me as I moved along with him. “Jimin,” I moaned as he inserted another finger.

“What was that?” he asked,“Say it a little louder.” He started to rub his thumb against my clit making me moan louder as he continued to finger me. “Fuck me,” I said as I felt the inside of my stomach turn as I felt the familiar warm feeling inside of me.

“As you wish,” he said. He waited for me to adjust myself and I bit my lip as I felt him inside of me. “We have to make this quick before they knock at the door again,” he said as he slowly started to thrust himself into you. Maybe a little too slowly as he started to move your hips a bit quicker pulling him closer moaning quietly in his ear. “Fuck (Y/N),” he said as his nails lightly pressed at my back. He started to kiss my shoulders as he continued to thrust even faster and harder now making me bite my bottom lip from screaming in the small bathroom. 

“Jimin. Faster,” I said breathlessly as I felt my orgasm nearing. I looked up at him. His eyes were shut and his mouth was half way parted looking in utter bliss. As he thrust a few more times as he reached his orgasm and I soon followed. I wrapped myself around him trying to catch my breath. 

“Next time it’ll be more comfortable. Your suite or mine?” he asked laughing as he pressed his forehead against mine. I smiled,“How about both?”

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We are thinking of making this a series. Please tell us if this is good or not. 

Two || Three 

Originally posted by korean-hip-hop


“GET YOUR ASS UP!” Stephanie shouted. “Steph! Give me another hour!” I shouted back. She ripped the blanket off of me. “Get up Y/N!” “Fine! Just get out!” She rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. To better learn the way of the Korean culture my parents sent me to Korea to live with my sister Stephanie. Mom said I need to get in touch with the culture. To get a better understanding she sent me to live with Steph. Okay, first off that was a terrible choice. I just got here and she’s already nagging me.Well I got here last week. I was born here but I wasn’t raised here. My parents had this thing going on. They loved to travel. All of my older siblings were born in Korea but raised in the foreign country. My older brother, Junki, raised in Japan, therefore we know the Japanese language and the culture. My other brother, Byungho, raised in China, therefore we know the Chinese language and the culture. And Steph, raised in France. Then there’s me. I was raised in the states. I feel left out compared to my other siblings. Korean was my second language while it was my siblings’ first language. And because of that growing up was harder for me when my family from Korea would come and visit. They would insult how I spoke it and my pronunciation. They would also insult my Hangul writing because at the time it was bad but they always said I was a disappointment to the family. 

I didn’t understand the whole deal with learning Korean and the culture. I’m not even fully Korean. My family isn’t either so I don’t see why Korean had to be superior to our other culture. When I would ask my mom would just sweep it under the rug and just hit me with the “Because we love you.” And I would just take it. When Steph moved back she got a job as an intern at this entertainment company. I believe it’s called JYP Entertainment. She’s an intern there and she’s giving me a tour of the building. She even asked her boss if she could and somehow he said yes. And that day was today, I didn’t want to go but she’s forcing me to. She even got mom on her side. I just don’t want people looking at me weird for being mixed. I heard that attracts a lot of attention here in Korea. In the states you could walk around being mixed and no one would even care. But here, you’re judged and that’s one reason I didn’t want to come back but I was forced to. 

I got up and walked into the bathroom. I took a quick shower and just put on some clothes without really thinking about it. I gathered my hair into a ponytail and brushed my teeth. I walked out of the bathroom in some jeans and just a sweater. Steph walked in and her eyes widened. “You’re not going to JYP like that! Fix yourself!” “Fix your attitude.” I shot back. She has changed a lot since moving back. I don’t like it. She was my favorite sibling because we are the only girls out of 4 children, but I’m kinda rethinking my choice of having her in that position. Byungho isn’t too bad. “I don’t have time for your smart mouth! Let’s go.” She grabbed my wrist and pulled me. We walked out of her apartment and began to walk to where I believe the JYP building is. “So you walk to work everyday? Why don’t you have a car?” I asked probably annoying the hell out of her. “I don’t need a car to drive to work. JYP is just a few blocks away. And I need to exercise.” She answered letting go of my wrist. “Do you have a boyfriend you’re not telling mom and dad about?” “You sure do ask a lot of questions for a 14 year old.” “You sure do hide a lot of things for 20 year old.” She only rolled her eyes and continued to walk. 

When we got there I was amazed at all the people here. I hid behind Steph, I was too scared to speak. My pronunciation was still not the same. A man in a suit walked up to her. He bowed as did she. I just quietly stood behind her. The man looked at me with a smile. “This must be your little sister Y/N, right?” “Of course. She’s really shy when it comes to new people. Say hi.” It took a little bit because they were speaking Korean. “Hello. I’m Y/N. I’m sorry for my pronunciation if it’s bad.” “It’s fine. Your pronunciation is very good.” He said. I gave a shy smile. “You can give your sister that tour now. If you need anything, I’m in my office.” The man said before bowing and walking away. He must be her boss? Mr.Park I believe. “Come on. I’ll show you every spot I can go. But there are so rules. Well one. Don’t touch anything. Okay?” I only nodded. (A/N: Korean is in bold. English is not bold.) She took me on a long tour of the building. Though it was long there was a lot of places I couldn’t go. Or she couldn’t go. But one interested me the most. And that was the trainee rooms. There was a section dedicated to trainees and only trainees. It was weird that Steph couldn’t even take a step in there. Me? I don’t listen, well I do, but I don’t like to. Steph received a business call and she left me with a staff member who didn’t even care about me. I slowly walked to the trainee section of the building without attracting attention. I heard blaring music coming from one room. I looked through the window and saw a room full of people but there was one kid in the middle. Well I can’t call him a kid. I don’t know how old he is. 

He was dancing! Like really good. I honestly can’t dance. I’ve just never tried to. I never saw the point of me trying to dance but I did enjoy watching other dance and perform. I used to love when mom would take me to local recitals. My favorites were ballet and hip hop. I know they are two different ones but I loved those the most. There was the one female dancer I loved more than anything. Her name was Gigi Madrid (A/N: Made up. This is not a real person.) She did both ballet and hip hop. She could make anyone want to learn how to dance. I was one of those people, but I just didn’t follow through. But this guy, he was really really good. I smiled without realizing it. When the music stopped he looked over the window and winked at me. My eyes widened and my cheeks got hot. He was really cute. I pointed to myself and he nodded without anyone noticing. Am I blushing? “Y/N!” I turned around and saw Steph rushing toward me. I just looked down. “What the hell is wrong with you?! You can’t be here! You’ll get in trouble!” “I asked her to watch me.” I heard an unfamiliar voice. An unfamiliar guy’s voice. I looked behind her and saw the guy who winked at me. I felt my cheeks heat up once again. 

Steph turned around. “Kid, get back in there. You’re a trainee. Don’t worry about my sister.” “Ms. L/N, do you know I could tell management of your behavior and get your internship cancelled. Let her stay with me or else.” He threatened. I don’t like when people threaten someone close to me but for some reason when he did it I didn’t say anything. It was kinda hot that he wanted to spend time with and would do anything to do just that. He was good looking after all. She scoffed and walked off. “Thanks for that.” “No problem. I didn’t like that she was yelling at you. Have you eaten?” He asked. I just shook my head no. “I’m free right now. Let’s get you something to eat.” “You don’t have to. I could eat later.” I said. “You need to eat. Trust me. Think of it as a gift. I’m Park Jaebeom by the way. You can call me Jay.” “Y/N.” I said before smiling. 

This is the first chapter of a series we are thinking of making. Please let us know if we should continue this. Sorry for any mistakes. 

Originally posted by slverlining

clairvoyant. (m) part one.

Originally posted by taedamn

part two. part three.

Author’s note: I have no idea where this came from or where it’s going *shrug* I do know it’ll contain drugs, alcohol and smut, with angst so there ya go! Also not sure who it’ll be centered around so enjoy the mystery.

Word count: 3k

The smell of cigarette smoke was overwhelming in his bedroom despite the incense he had that he swore would mask the smell, it clearly wasn’t doing much. You were sat facing him on the floor, your legs tucked underneath your bum as you held the clamp to his lip and held a needle in your other hand, “Dude, don’t you think you should, I don’t know…take that out of your mouth when I do this?” 

His eyes looked everywhere but at you, bouncing around the posters on his wall to his dirty hamper in the corner, literally anywhere but your eyes because he was terrified. “It helps calm my nerves, there’s no way in hell I’m taking this out of my mouth. Thanks for the shitty suggestion though.”

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Giving love a shot part 58

The times when you want the clock to go slow, it doesn’t. Our babies are now six months. Jay went back to work, more like I forced him to go. He still calls me every- too many times.

I don’t even know what I will do when I go back to work. I don’t really go anywhere unless Jay’s home. My friends come to visit, often, everyone’s doing great.

My parents are planning to move down here, to be closer to the kids. The kids love my dad, My mom on the other hand, is actually trying with the kids, but me, She still has some slick things to say. As long as she’s cool with my kids, I don’t care I’m use to it by now.

As for my Work, My right hand Mr.Kim handles everything, I still sign papers but- *phone rings*

Jae: hello

Jay: hey how are you guys doing?

Jae: the same, since you last called  30minutes ago.

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The Teacher Named Daddy - Jimin (Smut)

For a lovely Unnie who sent me a request and a message a while ago, here you go @xxsaskia1xx 

You walked to your locker, feeling stiff and almost worried about this after school help Mr.Park had offered to give you. You grabbed your biology text book out of small blue locker, sliding the cold silver key to the left and removing it, the door successfully locking. You walked upstairs and along the corridor until you came to his class room, the brass handle was screaming out for you to open to door, so you followed it. “Oh Saskia! You made it!” Mr.Park spoke, a smiling appearing on his face at your appearance.  He had red hair, which framed his face allowing it to appear slimmer and evolve a cute fringe flick in there too. He was supporting a tight white shirt and a black tie, along with some black suit trousers and slightly pointed black loafers. He removed his circular glasses and name tag as he moved closer to your desk. “I love your hair colour, it really suits you” he said sweetly, “Thanks sir, It’s called cosmic blu/black” you spoke, enjoying telling him about your new choice of colour. “Any recommendations for me?” he said jokingly, “I think you’d suit orange hair!” you blurted out a little to quickly, like you’d been thinking about it. “Oh really?” Mr.Park said, shrugging of the misleading conversation. “Just a thought…” You said, attempting to hide your blush. “So what was the question you needed help with?” He asked moving closer to you, “This one, ‘Explain why the body reacts in different ways, depending on situations.” You spoke, reading the question to him, he moved closer. “Saskia, I’d like to show you an example of this…If you’d allow me?” He questioned, you had no idea what you where getting into, but you had admired this man since he started working here, so you nodded your head as you gulped. “Stand up for me” he spoke, you both stood up. “turn round” he spoke, you turned to your back was now towards him. You felt his arms snake around your waist, you shivered at the close contact, you had dreamt of for years. “Now,” he whispered sensually in your ear. “If I where to peck small kisses onto your neck” He spoke, as he began kissing, “and say… I added in a bite” He said biting your neck slightly, making you jump slightly. “See, a reaction, now if I where to…here” he said trailing one of his hands to your breast, earning a moan from you. “Another reaction.” He spoke sensually, “Do you get it yet? or shall I keep going?” He asked, whispering in your ear You knew it was so wrong but you where love sick and needed a release. “K-keep going…” You stuttered, attempting to find your lost breath. “Now lets see this, close your eyes.” He said sternly, you immediately done as you where told. “Imaging me, laying you across this table, kissing every inch of your body, as my hands massaged your boobs, then I slowly remove your, little lace panties, before sliding one of my long, thick fingers into your dripping heat, imagine me moving faster and faster, adding more fingers and curling them to his the perfect spots, imagine once you’ve orgasmed me using my tongue to clean every inch of you up, then imagine me stretching you out, like you’ve never before experienced. Imagine feeling yourself fill up around me, as I thrust into you with all of my strength, making you orgasm over and over and over until you struggle to walk for a week or even more.” He whispered in your ear, heating your body up like never before. “Now shall we see if that got the reaction I expected?” He asked as he trailed his hand under your skirt, he slid a flinger deep into your folds, sliding your lace panties to the side. Pulling out you saw a clear/white residue on his finger. “As I thought” He spoke, as he tool his finger into his mouth, tasting your juices. You shuddered at how much this man turned you on. He spun you round, lifting you up so you where perched on one of his desks, he walked away from you, turning the lights off and locking the class room door, the light of the sun giving you just enough of a light to see each other clearly. He placed a hand on each of your closed thighs, gently moving them open and standing inside them, he took his hand up to your face, stroking your cheek lightly as you looked him in the eye. He began to unbutton your shirt, popping the small white buttons, one by one, slowly revealing your lace white bra, making your bust look fantastic. He then removed the shirt and tie from your body, starting next on your skirt, he pulled on the elastic hem, dragging it down slightly, just enough before it fell all by itself. He pulled your shoes off, followed soon by your thigh high socks. There you where, sitting in front of your teacher, who you had crushed on for years, in your lingerie. “God, you’re so beautiful” He said, trailing his hands from your shoulders to your thighs. He leaned in for a kiss, which you gladly accepted, it began with small pattering of pecks on your pump lips, he then trailed his hands to your waist, of course your hands snaked around his neck pulling him closer. He began opening his mouth into the kiss, so you followed along, once he could feel you soften sightly he slid his tongue from your bottom lip, into your mouth as you tasted every part of his. After the long make out session he began trailing kisses down your cheek, then along your jaw line, getting lower to face your collar bones and lastly the tops of your plump breasts. You moaned into his shoulder as he bit down on your new found sensitive spot. He kisses further down, going to unclip your bra. “You need to loose some clothing before we continue” You spoke, with sudden confidence as you pulled his tie off, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his deeply carved six pack. Followed by an indescribable V line. “Like what you see baby?” He smirked, beginning to kiss you again. Unclipping your bra. He began to massage your breasts as he kissed you, he removed one hand and placed it on your thigh, gently trailing it up and down, getting closer and closer to your heat. He lay you back, as he slid your soaked panties off, “You have to be very, quiet or we’ll get caught” he said, you nodded towards him, he slid a finger over your folds, feeling you twitch under him, he slowly slid a finger in, twisting and curling it, you began to groan softly. “Shhh baby, quiet time” He spoke again, kissing you in an attempt to drown your moans. He added two more fingers, curling round, hitting your sensitive spot, you could feel a clenching sensation in your stomach. “Wait, Mr-“ “Daddy. It’s daddy when we’re doing this he said. “D-daddy, I feel something” you said, never having felt an orgasm before. “Its normal, just let that feeling go, cum for Daddy, Princess.” He spoke as you released over his fingers. You tipped your head back, relishing in the magical movement. “Now lets get you cleaned up” He said leaning down, bringing your legs over his shoulder as you seen his red hair disappear in between your thighs. You felt his plump tongue inside you, he tongue caressed your walls, making you shudder and stifle a moan. He leaned closer, whispering into your ear “I’ll pull out before I cum” sending chills down your spine. He undone his belt, followed by his zipper then finally his boxers revealing his hardened member, large and throbbing. Begging for its release, he slowly slid into your tight walls, making you quiver. Once you had adjusted yourself to his size you gave him a nod, telling him it’s okay to move. He slowly rode his hips gently into yours, creating a rhythm you guys began to moan, trying to remain quiet yet proving very difficult. He began to pick up the pace as you tightened around him. He let you release before, pulling out and cumming all over your stomach, you stammered a breath before he scouped the liquid from your stomach with two fingers, “suck it” he said. You looked at him questioningly before taking his fingers Into your mouth and tasting him, you know you should’ve hated it but it was as if all the thirst you had ever felt in the world had been quenched. “You’ll taste a little more next time princess. But for now, we should get you cleaned up and home.” He spoke handing you your bra, shirt, tie skirt and socks. “Yeah” you spoke, getting re dressed. “Saskia; I know it’s not much to say but; I do really like you and I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.” He said serious and sincerely “thanks Mr Park” you spoke; feeling strange about the name. “Call me Jimin out of school” he said happily. “Okay, thanks. Jimin.” You spoken as he fixed his tie and reapplied his glasses and badge. “Here’s my phone number, in case you  have anymore…questions” he said joking/sweetly. You laughed slightly walking over to the door and unlocking it. “So see you tomorrow? Third period?” You said smiling. “See you then Saskia” he spoke as you exited the room, walking down the hallway, thinking only about Park Jimin.  

Nowhere left to hide: Pt1

Originally posted by ounew

Pt.2 // Pt.3 // Pt.4

Genre: All I can say is mafia au 

Word Count: 2,915

Summary: Your father is the leader of one of the most dangerous mafia groups in Asia, through the years you always thought that he was just a simple hardworking business man but all that changes in one night when his job eventually catches up with your own life putting you in danger.

A/N: So sorry for making this part so long, i promise the next will be shorter

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Baby's Breath Pt.3

Genre: Romance/Angst

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, and thanks everyone for the patience. This part is really short and sorry for that,I’m currently on vacation and updating is difficult.

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[Jackson] Princess (Part IV)
Part 1

Part 2
Part 3

There is a loud buzz and the door opens. Jackson appears and tears prickle at your eyes, he changed so much in three months. Yes, you thought short hair could look good on him but not that kind of hair cut. He locks his eyes with yours, silently apologizing while giving his hands to the tall and authoritarian man; he frees him.

Oh god this kind on orange looks horrible on him. Jackson walks hesitantly to his seat, his lips parted from surprise, his eyes scared, he’s scared.

You pick the blue compound as he slowly sits down. His eyes never leave yours as he picks up the phone from his side of the glass. He brings it to his ear, his mouth is open but no sound comes out, he blinks.

“I thought you’d never come.” It’s almost a sob. You suck your lips in- you thought you’d never come too. What made you come after three months? Love? Need? Anger? Sadness? You have no answer, you don’t reply.

“I’m sorry.” Of course he is. You don’t doubt he’s sorry, you don’t doubt he’s scared to lose you, you don’t doubt he regrets: he’s careful with his words, slow and hesitant, his throat is tight- but is it really enough? What guarantees he won’t do anything again?

“I should have listened to you.” Oh yeah he should have listened to you. If only he had listened to you. If only he had listened, for once, just once.

“There is not a single minute where I don’t think about you. I miss you. You’re always in my thoughts.” He says. Why? Why did he have to be so stubborn? You could have been happy. Now look at both of you being punished. Is this the great life he talked about? Is this what he wants to show you parents?

“Me too.” You sniffle.

“I cry every day.” It’s a whisper. You too. Every fucking dais a nightmare.

“Me too.”

“I disappointed you. And I’m sorry for that.” His nostrils widen- his about to cry. Are you only disappointed? If only it would have been only disappointment. Silence is all you can give him.

“If you still want me in your life, I promise that I soon as I come out, I’ll find a job, a good job, okay?” Do you even want him in your life anymore? Promises, promises, you’re here because of promises, broken promises.

“You’re still wearing your ring.” He states. You’re still wearing your ring Y/N. You should have taken it off. Why?

“Talk to me.” He sounds desperate. What does he want you to say? You haven’t answered a single question you asked yourself. You need to think.

“Y/N please say something.” Jackson urges you. It’s too much, too much emotions. Fear? Love? Loss? Pain? Anger? Sadness? It’s a disturbing mix of everything. He’s the one doing you this. You can’t think straight. You have to be away from him. You hang up, sobbing. Jackson says something from behind the glass, he pleads as you leave.


The loud buzz of the door is heard and Jackson appears again, the same mix of apprehension and fear visible in his eyes as he walks to his seat, sits down amd picks up the phone.


“I’m sorry for leaving like that last time.” This is the only apology you owe him, the only one you’ll give.
“Why did it take so long for you to come back? I thought you had left me. I thought you were breaking up with me. I was broken.” I he fucking scolding you right now? Does he possibly think he’s in the right position to do this? You stiffen up and look down, pressing your lips together.

“I’m not scolding you, Y/N.” You shoot your eyes up. Fucking telepath.

“I know you’re mad but don’t run away from me, I really want to fix this.” Can you still fix things? You don’t know. All you know is tat you
have a wigjt, a big weight on your heart that you have to drop. You wamt to confront him.

“You lied to me. I begged you to stop boxing, and you said you would. You lied.” You say amd h nods, he already knows that.

“Do you have a clue of how I felt when they called me?” You ask, your face twisted with disgust.

“Miss Y/L/N?”


“Detective Park, please follow me.” The man stretches his hand out and you shake it- Wow, what a grip. He turn on his heels and you following in the hallways, silently walking behind his board back, your heart filled with anxiety, until you reach a room. Interview room 08. He pushes the door open and you discover four grey walls and a table with three chairs. Wow, live CSI.

“Do you know why you are here?” Mr.Park let’s you in, his hand on the door knob. “I think.” You walk in and choose a sit. “Good.” Mr.Park sits in front of you, folder, paper and pen spread out on the desk.

“You are Jackson Wang’s girlfriend, right?” He it goes. You start to play with you engagement ring. You still hope this is not about what you think.

“Fiancé. We are engaged.” You precise.

“Did something happen to him?” You ask.

“Mr.Wang has been arrested for illegal underground boxing.” Mr Park leans in, laying his forearms in the wooden surface and joining his hands. You blink. Your world falls apart, you fall into a living nightmare.

“We did a raid, he was on the ring.” Mr Park shrugs. A raid?! The ‘Police, hands up!’ thing?

“Is he okay?” You ask.

“We are still listening to what he has to say.” The detective nods.

“Now you, miss Y/L/N. Did you know he was an underground boxer?” The man asks, fixing his papers and uselessly making them parallel on the desk. You could protect yourself, but you’re at fault.

“Yes. And I knew it was illegal.” Never lie to the police.

“But you didn’t do anything.” Mr Park states, but it’s a question.

“He was doing this because we needed money.” You explain, tears prickling at your eyes.

“So you agreed.” He’s openly judging you, how rude and mean is that?

“I tried to. But then I asked him to stop. It hasn’t been long since he started. I didn’t know for the first fight, I went to the second one, and I begged him to stop afterward. He said he would stop, he promised.” You explain, blinking the tears away. Your face contorts in discuss as you think about your next words

“He lied to me.”

“Or how it felt to see you at the court?”

“He lied to me.”

“No more questions.”

“The accused is sentenced to six months of jail.” Bang. The coup is not for you, but it feels like a slap across the face. Jackson doesn’t wait to understand what he judge has said, he turns around to face you as the room starts to live.

“Y/N.” He says as you get up from your seat, you glare at him.

“Y/N! I’m sorry!” He pleads. He moves to walk to you but his lawyer holds him back.

“Y/N wait! Please, wait, Y/N!” A policeman walks to him, the clicking sound of the handcuffs making Jackson jump. Tears prickle at your eyes as his wrists ate pulled behind his back. This is am awful sight, you walk away.

“Please, let me see her, let me talk to her, please. Let me see her, I’m begging you. Y/N!”

“You left me all alone. I cried every single day since they took you away. Jackson you swore to me you’ll never leave.” You say, your voice calm despite the tears.

“I know, I know baby, and I’m sorry. But for my defence, I did it for you, for us.” What the fuck? No. He did this because he’s stubborn and immature.

“I’m not saying I’m here because of you, it’s my fault. But you need to know I did this because I love you. I knew you didn’t want me to fight but I wanted the best for us. I wanted to give you your dream wedding, I wanted to spoil you, I couldn’t think about anything else. I was stupid, I should have listened to you. I swear it won’t happen again, I swear on everything I have, on my life. I won’t do it again. I don’t want to lose you.” You know he had good intentions but… Fucking shit, he promised.

“I know I’m stupid, stubborn and immature, I know I’ve let you down but I love you with all of my heart, and if I disappointed you about how I handle things, know that I’ll never disappoint you about loving you like you should be loved.” You don’t doubt he loves you, you don’t. But is it enough?

“Loosing you would kill me. I wouldn’t handle it, it would fucking kill me.” His eyes are shiny and moist, his voice shaking.

“You’re my beautiful princess, you’re the most precious thing I have, I just wanted you to feel like the princess you are and..” A tear rolls down his cheek and your heart sinks.

“…I messed up.” He shrugs. Maybe it is that simple. Maybe it was just a silly mistake. You don’t know anymore.

“Forgive me, please.” You’re at the wall’s feet.

“Y/N.” He calls, you break down.

“Baby, look at me. Stop crying.” You can’t stop. You’re too confused, too upset, too hurt, too scared, too in love.

“Look at me, princess.” Oh what that name does to you. You look up at him, he’s crying.

“Do you forgive me?”

A/N: Please tell me if you forgive him or not, it can influence next part ;)