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the truth untold | choi seungcheol

ミ★ synopsis: you’re the smartest person in your grade, and choi seungcheol is the track star of the school that everyone has an infatuation with. that’s why your relationship has been a secret to the entire school for the past year.

ミ★ genre: highschool!au, hidden relationship, humor, fluff

ミ★ warnings: small fight :p

ミ★ word count: 4,484 

ミ★ pairings: seungcheol x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi ! This is a rather hefty oneshot I wrote lol uhhh I was planning to actually split it up into three parts but I was like, let’s treat the gang today HAHA I hope you guys like this one! also !!! this is dedicated to @babiesanshine​ cause she biases cheol <3

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Rereading my favorite series again.

The Truth Between Us | 01

[!!] CO-WRITTEN WITH @gukyi

⇒ Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 [Finale] || epilogue

⇒ summary: a book deal should be the most exciting time of your life, but there seems to be a constant and omnipresent damper on your mood in the form of a certain min yoongi, who you would just cut out from your life, if he weren’t your editor. but then, the world shifts beneath your feet, and you begin to wonder if maybe you’ve always been looking at life from the wrong angle.

⇒ enemies to lovers au with various other au’s thrown in there

⇒ word count: 14k

⇒ genre: fluff, angst, drama

⇒ warnings: alcohol consumption + mentions of injury

⇒ a/n: hey guys, this is a fic written with @gukyi - we’ve both been working on for so long and for the first half of 2018. so, if you don’t send her a message too, i will come find you and shank you. other than that, thank you for reading and please enjoy!!

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♡ reblogging from my shadow-reader days ♡ The amount of fluff this had, has me grinning from ear to ear ~

bookworm | jeon wonwoo

ミ★ synopsis: who knew that the cute guy you met at the library is one of the best players on the football team? literally everyone but you.

ミ★ genre: high school!au, jock!au, humor, fluff

ミ★ warnings: none !

ミ★ word count: 3,171

ミ★ pairings: wonwoo x female reader

ミ★ notes: i will be tagging @babiesanshine​ because she told me i have to tag her in anything i write that involves wonwoo. here’s a cute little oneshot i wrote, i hope you guys enjoy it <3

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keen for this one! ⛹🏻‍♂️✨🏹

"i think we all know exactly what you feel for me, " "disdain?"

@ cupidshootstokill! pretty boy point guard huang guanheng is far from a hopeless romantic. or so he thinks until he's struck by cupid's arrow (literally and metaphorically) for the ace archer of NCIT : you. the only problem is that his newfound cupid seems to be shooting to kill.

@ information [🏹] basketball player! huang guanheng & archer! afab! reader genre fluff, comedy, smau, uni au, desperate pining man vs basketball hater girl to lovers, hendery is down embarrassingly bad and yn wants absolutely nothing to do with it warnings cursing, dark humor (kys jokes), sexual humor / innuedos status ongoing! publishes every monday & thursday @ 9AM ⤷ taglist always open!

@ masterlist @ ♡♡♡♡ @ soundtrack

follow others like this! playlists. yn ➵ hendery roosters. ncit archery ➵ ncit basketball

user cupidshootstokill's posts C00. prologue C01. shot through the heart (literally!) C02. love at first fight C03. coming soon!

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its got angst, its got sass, its got humour, the whole sahbang 👏🏼

Current chapter count: 22 +ong

CHERRY FLAVOURED

SYNOPSIS: y/n, the campuses notorious heartbreaker, had never been one to settle down, running from the word commitment since the concept had first been introduced to her, but one smile and a little cherry coke seems to do just the trick when she runs into captain of the dance team, park jisung

PAIRING: dancer!jisung x fem!reader

GENRE: smau (will contain a decent no. of written parts), strangers to lovers, college au, love at first sight?

WARNINGS: swearing, mentions of alcohol, sexual innuendos, trashy family dynamics, jokes about death (tba..)

PROFILES | [1] [2]

MAIN STORY

01— jaemin did what now

02— oh party party yeah (smau + written 1.08k)

03— how many shades of grey?

04— what would you know about celibacy

05— walk you home (smau + written 0.7k)

06— bitchless and broke

07— word on the street (smau + written 1.1k)

08— midnight munchies (*smau + written 0.4k*)

09—looks very boyfriend (smau+ written 2k)

10—cross my heart and hope to die

11— fresh hot lover boy goss

12— me and my girlies (smau + written 1.45k)

13—thirsty for attention (smau + written 0.8k)

14— HUGE problem

15— sworn to secrecy (smau + written 1.39k)

16— first snow (*smau + written 1k*)

17— fall at your feet (smau + written 0.4k)

18— A for effort

19— always 2nd best (smau + written 1.2k)

20— no comment

21— grow the fuck up

22 — papa zhong (*smau + written 0.2k*)

23— disappointed not angry

NOTE: more coming soon (unreleased chapter names may change <3) + some written cuts are just for fun/ not necessary to the plot, and will be marked with an * !!

TAGLIST (open): @jenobubbles @justalildumpling @jising-jisang-jisung @nanawrlds @222brainrot @chichiuu @dinonuguaegi @ishireads @yyy90210 @hibernatinghamster @stqrrian @makiswrld @everywonuu @marizhua @luumiinaa @asteriaskingdom @jeongintwt @90s-belladonna @000rpheus @jammingjaem @yayloona @neozon3nha @mfaal @conwunder @toroufriteh @i6renj @https-dandelion @kikookii @delulu4-life @hancafe @produmads @tamcitrus @yv72s @funkygoose @buns-inhiding @odxrilove @n-jules @pinknjm @chickenscoups @h-aecat @sikuthealien @haechansbbg @ksywoo

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Trust me Masterlist

Start the year off with a bang, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. When y/n decided to sign up for a partner dance for her end of the year competition with her dance team, little did she know she’d be paired up with the one person she couldn’t stand most..Lee Heeseung.

pairing: non-idol!heeseung x female reader

genre: some fluff, angst, enemies-to-lovers, one-sided-pinning

warnings: swearing, mentions of depression, heartbreak

featuring: members of enhypen, members of itzy, member of aespa

release date: 09/15/2021

status: completed

©︎ liliansun

[all credit in smau is belonged to this account, please do not copy or steal work ]

profiles 01 profiles 02

01 ELSA?!?

02 Kiss ass

03 Let’s Gaurr

04 Brutal (written)

05 Bet

06 Come to mommy

07 What’s that smell?

08 Boy is duMb

09 🐝 cause (written)

10 OH

11 On the MAIN

12 Defensive 👁 see

13 Jake from statefarm?

14 Laughing now

15 Stop texting Jake

16 Not again

17 You’re lying

18 No caption needed (written)

19 Bungeoppangs!!

20 You’re pretty

21 Really smart yet really dumb

22 What’d I miss?

23 Zygote

24 Operation: Thirst trap

25 Heart eyes

26 Desperate

27 Overgrown child

28 Do you trust me? pt. 1 (written)

29 Do you trust me? pt. 2 (written)

30 Are they right? (Final)

taglist: @oureris @hoonbokki @lokideadontheinside @leejeneo @cha-raena @heeclowngf @jayla-lover @nyfwyeonjun @hobistigma @mykalon @witheeseung @msxflower @kingkaithekiwi @rinyx @studioreader

KINDRED — yang jungwon

It’s your final year of highschool, and your only goal is to graduate top of your cohort, as usual. Except as student council president, your advisor can’t seem to leave you alone. What happens when you take Decelis Academy’s top student, their star taekwondo athlete and put them in front of a camera?

“Kindred” a student documentary. Pilot episode airing tonight on TVN 7PM KST.

PAIRING: athlete!jungwon x stucopres!fem!reader

FEATURING: enhypen, yunjin from lesserafim, ryujin and chaeryeong from itzy, chanelle from runext, beomgyu and taehyun from txt, wonyoung from ive, gunwook and gyuvin from zb1 etc.

GENRE: high school au, enemies to lovers, nerd x athlete, forced proximity, slice of life, coming of age, he fell first but she fell harder, fluff, ANGST, teen drama, slow burn ish?

WARNINGS: contains profanities, horrible attempt at humour, urban lingo, probably cringy, kys/kms jokes, depression jokes, sexual innuendos (nothing too inappropriate), depiction of violence, reader can be a little bit annoying at first, family drama, incorrect timestamps/information, no fixed faceclaims, not proofread etc.

STATUS: completed! (01/09/2023 – 18/03/2024)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: please read! story concept is heavily inspired by the kdrama ‘our beloved summer’ other than that the storyline is completely original (or so i assume since i manifested this out from the crevices of my pea brain). i’ll try to keep this one to ard 30 chapters (who am i kidding). chapters with ‘(hw)’ next to them indicates that they are half-written, in case y’all skip over it! as always, the content and depiction of the characters in this smau do not in anyway represent them in real life. also i know how twitter has been rebranded to x, but we’re just gonna continue calling it twitter. lastly, if you do end up enjoying, please do like, comment (love reading your comments btw), and reblog so this can reach!! without further ado, enjoy!

TAGS: #tfwy kindred #tfwy smau

TEASER

profile. one | two | three

episode 1 - ratatouille and the underdogs

episode 2 - one way ticket to university

episode 3 - do you take constructive criticism?

episode 4 - unsolicited but appreciated

episode 5 - the art of benevolence

episode 6 - taekwondo-anti

episode 7 - beating the mentally ill allegations

episode 8 - can’t help it, i’m a libra

episode 9 - operation we-don’t-really-hate-each-other (hw)

episode 10 - she’s an oscar award winning actress

episode 11 - someone like me (hw)

episode 12 - ‘female-lead-realising-the-bad-boy-isnt-actually-that-bad’ arc

episode 13 - 5 foot 9 garfield meets avatar

episode 14 - yn the heterosexual

episode 15 - the ynwon getting closer montage :p

episode 16 - to the moon and back

episode 17 - eat 2 left toes

episode 18 - you are approved! (hw)

episode 19 - asking for a friend

episode 20 - rediscovering won’s ability to love

episode 21 - beomgyu’s 99999 eq

episode 22 - ynwon get together or else >:(

episode 23 - “hate”

episode 24 - not all problems can be solved with a formula

episode 25 - H.O.M.E.W.R.E.C.K.E.R

episode 26 - collecting facebook milfs like pokémons

episode 27 - you were brighter than the moon (hw)

episode 28 - no matter shrimp or whale, you deserve to flap your tail

episode 29 - the garden is full of surprises (hw)

episode 30 - weapon of mass destruction

episode 31 - the name above me (hw)

episode 32 - no offense but she’s a cockblocker

episode 33 - the bane of my existence (hw)

episode 34 - risky risky wiggy wigi this is an emergency

episode 35 - live my life on my terms (hw)

episode 36 - separation anxiety goes crazy

episode 37 - paparizzki

episode 38 - is it too late now to say Sorry?

episode 39 - everything will work out just the way you want it to (hw)

episode 40 (finale) - her entire being is loveable (written)

epilogue - kindred, signing off part 1 | part 2

bonus chapters!

yunjin x heeseung

i can fight

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Adorkable hockey captain Mark <3 (part 3)

let’s break the ice | mk.l | three

🏒  SYNOPSIS— in which you’re attending you and hockey captain, mark lee, go on your second date.  🏒 GENRE— fluff, humor, crack, college!au, hockey!au 🏒 PAIRING— hockey captain!mark lee x reader 🏒 WORD COUNT— 2.6k 🏒 WARNINGS— sexual innuendos, language, suggestive makeout scene uwu

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adorkable hockey captain Mark <3 (part 2)

let’s break the ice | m.l | two

🏒  SYNOPSIS— in which your college’s hockey team crashes your lunch plans after practice and you have to get away before dying of embarrassment 🏒 GENRE— fluff, humor, crack, college!au, ice hockey!au 🏒 PAIRING— ice hockey captain!mark lee x reader 🏒 WORD COUNT— 1.5k 🏒 WARNINGS— sexual innuendos made; povs switching during the same scene; cursing 

🏒 AUTHOR’S NOTE— oh shit, does that say part two?? l m a o

y’all asked for it, so here it is! i’m turning this into a mini-series featuring random snapshots of mark with his love interest! no regular updates, the parts are just going to be randomly uploaded as we go. surprise surprise! i have a couple of moments planned already, so stay tuned! (i’m still working on the requests i have left as well as my other wips, please be patient with me!)

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Still one of my favourite mini series yet. The awkward hockey captain that is weak against flirty-innuendos 😂 (part 1)

*I would think of this every now and then, cause of the first chapter LOL*

let’s break the ice | m.l | one

🏒  SYNOPSIS— in which you’re attending your college team’s hockey practice with your best friend and embarrassment ensues.  🏒 GENRE— fluff, humor, crack, college!au, hockey!au 🏒 PAIRING— hockey captain!mark lee x reader 🏒 WORD COUNT— 1.4k 🏒 WARNINGS— sexual innuendos made! 

🏒 AUTHOR’S NOTE—i would like to thank whitney for tweeting the inspiration for this fic and my chaotic ass group chat for all the ideas. i also know nothing about hockey. (read through it twice to edit but i might’ve missed some errors!)

(11/27/2020: edit! surprise! it’s now a mini-series!)

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drive it forward - lyy

playlist: travel - bol4 | work it - nct u | dumb dumb - red velvet | pretty savage - blackpink | rookie - red velvet | comethru - jeremy zucker & bea miller | can’t take my eyes off you - shawn mendes | follow you - sugar & 希林那依高 (curley g) | mixtape: on track - skz | 喜欢你 - 希林那依高 (curley g)

summary: of course the job would never be easy but what kind of idiot dribbles a basketball in the room above yours and then gets pissed about a complaint?

genre: fluff, comedy, nba bubble au, e2l, reporter!reader x basketball player!yangyang

word count: 8.5k words

warnings: profanity, suggestive lines, covid-19 (no one gets it in this fic but like it’s important), not historically accurate? (i tried to follow the actual bubble timeline but i do not have it in me to ensure it’s correct :3), kissing, very rushed character development

note: i had to reupload this cause tumblr deleted it T^T also i have very minimal basketball knowledge. I am also bad at it. If you need to learn how to shoot a basketball, don’t use this fic I just looked on wikihow. also a big thank you to my irl best friend for helping me work out the plot (she’ll never see this but ily) and also @ceruleanskies​ for helping me with the free-throw scene and @ezralia-writes​ for beta reading! also for context, the nba season for the end of 2020 was moved to disney world where a bunch of nba players were just vibing playing basketball i guess

part of @leesmrk​‘s sports collaboration

From the moment you published your first article, you knew that reporting was your calling. After a year of being the head editor of your high school’s newspaper and getting accepted to all your top college choices, it was inevitable that you would land a position as a reporter at one of the most reputable magazines in your area after you graduated. However, you never would have anticipated the lack of recognition you received.

This is precisely why you’re extremely shocked when the head editor—your boss, Kim Doyoung—calls you at 10:30 pm on a Thursday night, telling you to pack enough clothes to last you several months in Florida.

“What do you mean I’m being sent to the NBA bubble?” You question slowly, trying to process whether or not you misheard him.

“It means we don’t have many young, single reporters that are willing to jet off to another state at a moment’s notice, so we’re sending you.” Doyoung deadpans in return, the clicking of his keyboard keys very much audible from his end of the line. “We’ll cover all the accommodations and other necessities so long as you agree.”

While this is an amazing opportunity for you, you can’t help but internally scream at how harshly said opportunity was delivered. However, as a struggling reporter and an idiot dying for an opportunity, you push away your pride and plaster a smile onto your face.

“Amazing. When’s my flight?”

It takes approximately 24 hours, one poorly socially distanced flight, three absurdly large luggages, and two q-tips shoved uncomfortably high into your nose for you to finally settle into your hotel room in the NBA bubble situated at Disney World, Florida. As taxing as it may have been physically, you were more than glad to discover that your bed was extremely comfortable with an abundance of pillows. After all, the resort you were staying in was also hosting some of the best players in the NBA.

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i still love you | zhong chenle

word count: 17, 367

genre: high school!au, basketball!player, angst, fluff, you are a bet au??? lol idk 8 letters!au

warnings: lots of angst, playing of emotions, mentions of panic attacks and sex.

authors note: im finally back!! with a chenle fic!! okay so,, i wanted to thank everyone who loved 8 letters, the reaction to that fic was better than anything i could’ve ever imagined, so thank you so much!! this is like a chenle version from the same universe. but most importantly: i decided to put songs in some scenes to enhance the experience while reading, you don’t have to but if you want to listen to the ‘soundtrack’ of this fic click the ‘🏀’!!!!! please enjoy!! 

synopsis: high school can be complicated. thats why when your crush of three years, zhong chenle, approaches you out of nowhere offering to drive you home you are right to question his intentions.

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Jeon Jungkook/Reader [F]

Genre: Sports AU, Highschool, Fluff, Poor Description of Tennis (I’m sorry lol), Pinning, Idiots to Lovers

Warning(s): None

Words: 9.4k

Summary: You’ve grown up with the boy across the street your whole life.  Even in high school, you were the first person to be called to rope in his tactless or rambunctious actions.  It gets worse when you get an appointed as Student Council President and now you’re forced to babysit and handhold the Tennis Team’s Ace Server: Jeon Jungkook.  There’s a reason he’s always causing you to show up; even further why he only seems to listen to you. 

a/n: this is my contribution for btsboulangeries Aug. 2019 au prompt lol. Sports!

“Y/n, can you come to the gym?”  You sat at your desk, reading whatever book you had picked up from the library when a member of the student council came and called you out of your room.  Murmurs echoed through the classroom like a loud rumble of thunder.  You didn’t even need an explanation as to why you were being called to the gymnasium out of seemingly nowhere.  It was always the same story with you and with him. 

You got up with a tick in your brow as you marched to the door and silently told the student that you were on your way.  You felt like you were bunching up your uniform with each annoyingly-charged stomp of your foot. You walked down halls, and downstairs to the gym where the squeaking of shoes and shouts along with dribbling balls echoed from inside.  

You stopped in the open, metal doorway as you way a small group of boys, shed of their school blazers- in all there obnoxious yellow glory- as they scampered around the gym courts.  Scattering back and forth dribbling a basketball, it wasn’t your average game of passing time basketball.  Instead of two teams competing, it was more of a revolution charging against one body who was smugly hoarding the ball and the stealing court. 

“Jungkook!”  You screamed, cupping around your mouth so it could be heard over the sound of the intense sports balls game. The game almost instantly halted.  From the crowd of overly sweaty and heavy breathing teenage boys popped out Jeon Jungkook.  A prodigy of anything and everything ever and a boy seemingly gifted by whatever God decided to play favorites. His face that was once slack and sweaty broke into a grin that remained just as sweaty.  

Jungkook was the little boy that you were forced into meeting with when you moved into the city of Busan when you were 4.  Your parents were firm believers of getting to know your neighbors and when they learned that the lovely couple across the street had a son your age, they just had to make you two meet.  

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Parachute {1}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: boxer!Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut. Mafia!AU / Gang!AU.

Wordcount: 6K

Warnings: Violence, Sexual content, sexual assault, attempted r*pe, minimal cussing um yeah that’s about it I think.

A/N: something a little different, I hope you guys like it! i can’t breathe at the bj part oml :’) i really can’t do smut i’m sorry ssqeweq Have a nice day and enjoy the story ;)

*P.S: Italic parts are flashbacks.

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“He’s recovered pretty fast, but slower than the last few times. Make sure he takes his medication on schedule. He should be able to get back in the ring in minimum 3 days. That will be all Y/N, please keep him in check. He’s been in here one too many times recently and I fear this could affect his play sooner than later.” The doctor explains as he expresses his concerns.

“Alright, Doctor Ross, Thank You so much.” You say as you send him an apologetic smile. You feel bad because Jungkook hasn’t given the guys a break this past month or so, constantly in and out of the ward.

You give him one last sheepish smile before heading out.

You sigh deeply.

Jungkook had overexerted himself, again. You didn’t get him. Sure, his boxing style has always been a little more aggressive, and you admit terrifying and damaging than your average tough boxer, but he’s been so careless and unthoughtful and out of character.

And it’s because of that the hospital has become a regular for him, not only does he does extreme damage to his opponent, but he also damages himself almost just as much.

Perhaps you were overreacting, but then you were his acting coach/trainer until a new one was found.

Perhaps because you were his girlfriend, you were overreacting but these days, seeing Jungkook turn into a merciless beast in the ring is not something you want to have to anticipate anymore.

When your father passed away, he left the gym to you. Jungkook had been by your side the whole time and he had a special place in your heart.

Even prior to that you had feelings for him and after that and him being by your side 24/7, you were convinced that it was love. And so you asked him out. He agreed and you’ve been together ever since.

When Jungkook had first your gym he was 18, and he had no self control what’s so ever, going ballistic upon the first swing even during practice matches.

The people hated him, his only friends were Namjoon, an og who came back after a long medical leave, and Jimin a newbie. Everyone steered clear away from him and didn’t approach him. They treated him like some monster.

You remember overhearing a conversation between your father and one of the manager when you couldn’t help but storm in.

“We have to let him go Y/N, he has no self control. He could kill someone in the ring Y/N,” he tries to explain as he sighs but you refuse to listen. This wasn’t the first time you defended him and this sure wasn’t the first time he was painted a monster either.

“Dad, if you let him go you’re letting go of A gem! Can’t you see he has potential ? Please just pay attention to him, train him, I don’t know whatever ! Just don’t throw him away like some old rag cloth…” You beg as you heave, your emotions overwhelming even you yourself.

“Y/N, we can’t tame him.“ he says firmly as he gets up to leave.

“Then I will.” You challenge knowing damn well he despises Jungkook. He has noticed that you seemed to take a liking to him, suddenly you enjoyed coming to the gym everyday and helping around. He also noticed that although Jungkook didn’t speak much, his actions showed that he felt the same. And he didn’t want anything like that happening between you two.

“What ?” he says as he snaps his head to you.

“I’ll train him. Wether you like it or not dad,” you state as you look him dead in the eye.

“Y/N I’m not letting you anywhere near that monster !” he shouts and you snap.

“Dad, he’s not a monster!”

Your father looks at you stunned, taken back by your sudden outburst.

“And don’t think I don’t know that you make him work even after the rest are gone. How can you put him through that and then just throw him away?” you say in disgust and your father avoids your gaze as he kneads his temple.

“Y/N,” he begins and you stop him as you turn away and begin to make your to the door.

You almost have a heart attack when you open the door and Jungkook is there, leaning against the wall opposite the door, his face covered by his low hood.

Before you can say anything, he leaves, a look of pain and sadness flashing across his face when he lifts his head a little.

You turn to give your father a glare before stomping out.

You come that night and you’re not surprised when you find Jungkook there, working on a punching bag.

He doesn’t even notice your presence, too absorbed on the work ahead, punching away with rhythm.

“I was just gonna leave,” he says when he finally feels your presence.

“You don’t have to.” You say as you fiddle with your fingers and he stops his motion, fist caught mid air as his eyes widen.

He turns Immediately and faces you, a light blush across his cheeks and nose, sweat trickling down his torso and the sides of his head.

You try not to let your eyes linger too long on his tight abdomen, shaking your head as images flashed through your head and you look at his face.

“Hi,” you say with a sheepish smile.

“Hey,” he says with a smile and you feel yourself blush.

“What are you doing here?” he asks as he turns his back to you again, resuming his practice.

“Um, I’m here to help?” you say kind of unsure of what exactly to do to help with his training, you didn’t know anything about boxing.

“Is it?” he laughs and you blush some more, nodding your head.

“That’s very nice of you, but there’s no need.” He says as he continues delivering blows to the dented bag.

“Why w-“ you begin as you furrow your eyebrows but he cuts you off.

“I don’t think your dad would like the fact that you’re here Y/N,” he says and you feel anger rise up in you.

“I don’t care.” You say firmly and Jungkook stops punching the bag.

“Y/N, I heard the conversation.” He says and you stay there shocked. You did think maybe be heard part of it, but it seems like he might have heard all of it.

“Don’t listen to him,” you plead and Jungkook scoffs as he pushes himself off the damaged bag and walks towards you.

You feel your heart pace pick up as he came to stand in front of you, his usual scent mixed with that of light sweat intoxicating you. You even fail to make eye contact with him, ending up just staring at his chest.

“Y/N, I’m a monster. Why can’t you see that ? And no-one can change that,” he says with a dry laugh as he looked down at you.

“Am I just anyone to you?” you ask when you gain the courage to look into his eyes and he raises his eyebrows as he blinks, taken a back.

“Let me help. I want you to stay. I have hope in you and I believe in you Jungkook,” you say before he answers, afraid of what he would say.

You guys stare into each other’s eyes for awhile, yours getting glossier by the moment as you begin to fear he will decline.

“Okay.” He says and your eyes widen.

“Okay?” you ask in a small voice to make sure you heard right.

“Okay.” He says this time smiling brightly.

You squeal in excitement, jumping to wrap your arms around his neck. Jungkook is surprised at first but his hands automatically wrap around your waist to hold you up as he buries his head into the crook of your neck. He wanted to stay like that forever.

“Okay, let’s go!” you say enthusiastically once you pull away.

Jungkook laughs at you as you go to stand behind the previous punching bag.

Jungkook chuckles as he shakes his head and heads towards you, throwing light punches, making sure not to implement too much force and hurt you.

“So, do you know a thing or two about boxing?” he asks in between punches, keeping his eyes on he bag but meeting yours every now and then.

“Why, o-of course,” you lie and he senses it, letting out a knowing grin.

“My dad’s a boxing coach after all.” You try to defend yourself.

“right,” he says and you squint your eyes, you could tell he doesn’t believe you.

“So what our we doing for tomorrow coach?” he asks teasingly and you roll your eyes.

“the usual, Jungkook, you know.” You say annoyed.

He raises an eyebrow and you sigh.

“I’m going to beat your ass, Jungkook,” you threaten and he looks at you amused.

“You really just might,” he taunts and you scoff.

“Bring your ass here,” you say as you get off the punching bag and stand in front of him as you took slow steps forward while he took ones backwards.

“Catch me if you can,” he challenges and before you can respond he is running.

“Oh god,” you laugh as you begin chasing him.

.

When you step outside you see Jungkook leaned against the car, hood pulled down very low, his eyes barely in sight.

When he notices you he pushes himself off and gets into the car. You shut your eyes after looking at his bandaged hand and pray to God that you have the strength to deal with whatever is incoming.

The ride is silent. Jungkook avoids your gaze, opting to look out the window instead as you drive.

It’s you who speaks up first when you reach a red light.

“Jungkook what is bothering you?” you ask softly as you want to try to get him to actually tell you.

“Nothing.” He simply says after a moment of silent.

“okay but why have you been acting like this ? It’s not like you.” You ask as you face him but he doesn’t move.

“It’s nothing, don’t sweat on it.” He tries get you to drop it but you don’t.

“You know what,” you laugh dryly. “I’m starting to think maybe being your coach and your girlfriend at the same time isn’t a good idea.” You confess and you really thought about it.

It felt like at times, especially as of recently, Jungkook would keep things from you because 1) you were his coach and he didn’t want to get in trouble or 2) you were his girlfriend and he didn’t want to make you mad or worry. It was always one or the other and it was too much for the both of you.

For the first time since that ride, Jungkook finally turns to face you as he looked taken aback.

“No Y/N. Don’t say that. You know that’s not it.” He says firmly as he searches your eyes. You return your eyes to the road as the lights turn green on the empty street as you silently thank God. You should be mad at him but he looked so damn hot, a distraction from him right about now was just what you needed.

“Then what is it Jungkook?” you ask again but he sighs.

“Babe, please. I’m fine okay?” he tries to reassure, placing a hand on your thigh as you park in front of your apartment.

“Jungkook, i- I don’t know what to say. I’m just so tired.” You admit flustered as you get off the car, trying to get away from Jungkook.

“Y/N,” you hear him call out as you get into the lift and try to regulate your breathing before it closes.

As soon as you get in you take off your jacket and slip off your jeans, grabbing your sleeping shorts from your room and heading to settle on the couch, pretending to sleep.

You hear the door open and you hear Jungkook’s footstep approach you.

He leans down in front of you and tucks a piece of story hair away from your face, his minty warm breathe tickling your face.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” He says before he comes closer and places a kiss on your cheek, muttering a goodnight before leaving.

When he leaves you open your eyes and you end up staring at the television’s black screen, tears beginning to form as you held back a sob before silently crying yourself to sleep.

.

When you wake up, you are in bed. And Jungkook is nowhere to be seen.

You sigh as you recall what happened last night, making your way to get ready to head to the gym. Jungkook might be the golden boxer despite also being the youngest but there were other boxers too.

You quickly throw on a sports bra, Light T shirt and sweatpants, putting your hair into a messy bun before heading out.

When you get there, there is no sign of Jungkook and you’re not really surprised to say the least.

The day goes by and he never shows up ever.

You’re brought out of your thoughts when your phone vibrates on the desk.

You unlock your phone and it reveals a message from your close friend Nella.

Nella:

Hey Girl hey~ How you doing? – 5.23 pm

You:

Hey love, I’m alright. You ?-5.23 pm

Nella:

Livid. But! Because were going out tonight I’m suddenly not anymore!- 5.25 pm

You furrow your brows. You were going out today?

You:

We are? -5.25 pm

Nella:

Yes omg  don’t tell me you forgot  – 5.26 pm

You:

Well, I mean I remember now. Soooo… -5.26 pm

Nella:

Loool girl you better come! -5.28 pm

You:

Of course, see you there. -5.28 pm

Nella:

See you later  girl, wear something cute! - 5.30pm

You:

;) -5.30 pm

You place your phone down as you recall. You did make plans to go out with her on a Friday, was it Friday already? The week had gone last so fast.

You retired for the day and head home to change.

You put on a body hugging short sleeved red dress that ended around your mid thigh  and some medium length heels. For some reason you were feeling risky so your look was a little more spiced up than usual.

You sent Jungkook a quick text about where you would be, keeping it short to let him know that you were still mad.

When you get to the bar, you find your friend perched on the counter, already flirting with someone.

She immediately ignores them as her eyes land on you and she waves frantically in your direction mouthing ‘here’.

You laugh at her silliness and head to sit next to her.

You guys simply talk about everything, from work to your sex life. She always seemed to be very interested in yours and is slightly bummed out that you don’t have much to tell her since you and Jungkook haven’t really been on good terms.

“Hmmm, it’ll pass. Soon hopefully. Y'all are like soulmates.” She says as she chugs down her drink.

“Really? You think so?” you ask, a blush finding it’s way on your cheek.

“I know so!” beams as she puts her glass down.

You can’t even hide the giddiness you feel as you chuckle.

.

Nella ends up heading home with some guy, apologising for leaving you alone as she left and even now through text on her way to his place even after you’ve told her it’s okay.

You laugh as you send her a quick message and begin to head out.

You did drink a little so you were opting to take public transport, not that you even came with your car to begin with.

The bus station was a 10 minute walk from the bar and you didn’t want to miss the last  bus as it was getting pretty late so you opt to go through the alleyways which would make it quicker.

2 minutes into your walk, it had started to drizzle as you feel a presence behind you. You turn to look over your shoulder but you see no-one.

You dismiss it as part of your imagination but as you feel the person get closer, you pick up your pace.

You scream when a hand is place over your shoulder and the man ahead of you raises his hand in defence.

“Hey, Hey, relax.” He says as he chuckles.

You observe his features as you shivered, bulky and bearded. He seems familiar.

“You dropped this.” He says, handing you your phone.

“Thank You,” you mutter before turning away and walking fast.

“Where are you headed,” he asks as he catches up to you and you mentally curse. Great.

You stay silent.

“Why sweet cheeks I’m talking to you,” he says as he roughly grabs your shoulder and forces you to look at him.

“Leave me alone,” you spit as you glares at him.

He scoffs as he leans in, making you back away until your back comes into contact with the wet brick wall.

“or what?” he challenges with a disgusting smirk.

“You know,” He begins as he takes a piece of your hair and sniffs it , making like rise through your throats. “I could undress you and spread your legs, right here. And no-one would know. I’d try to leave you here but you would beg me to take you home for more.“ He continues as he looks into your eyes.

“ and I would take you home for another round, because you’re fucking hot.”

Your face contorts in disgust and you spit in his face. He shuts his eyes and laughs dryly. If it weren’t for the alcohol in your system you would have done a lot more but you could slowly feel your body give away as you stumbled and leaned onto the wall for support as you attempt to get away.

“Where do you think you’re going huh?” he laughs as he grabs your wrist and pulls you back, making you slam into his chest.

“Let go of me!” you shout as you pound his chest.

“stay still will you, you little slut,” he says before he strikes your face, sending you flying into the wall, your head throbbing at the contact.

“Better,” he sighs as he wipes his forehead and approaches you.

He hovers over your limp figure as the rain comes down pouring, taking both your hands into one of his larger ones when you try to push him off of you.

He leans down and begans to plant disgusting wet kisses on your neck as you begin to sob, your tears mixing in with the rain, struggling against his hold.

His stronger legs trap yours as he places one in between you, and the other on your side. The leg in between rises and he knees your private place, making you squirm as you cry for help.

His free hand begins to roams over your body, hiking your dress in the process. You shake frantically to try to get out of his grip as they come to rest on your breast and he aggressively squeezes it.

You shout and scream but it seems like no-one can hear you.

“Please,” you sob one more time and before you knew, the man was sent flying off of you.

Before you can react an arm is wrapped around your waist and you are pulled up as a jacket is put over you.

You look up to see who had just come to rescue you. Jungkook.

But he had his fiery eyes filled with fury on someone else. Before you can even do or say anything he is charging towards the man who laid on the ground helpless, still trying to recover from the kick Jungkook had came to him with.

“Jungkook!” you shout as Jungkook begins to pound into the mans face mercilessly, blood you’re sure isn’t just the thugs but is also Jungkook splattering onto the brick walls.

“Jungkook!” you shout to try to get him to stop but he doesn’t even as the man stays motionless. He was going to kill him.

He grabbed the man by the collar and hoisted him, slamming him against the wall and resuming his blows.

This time he delivers knee kicks straight to the man’s gut as he groaned in pained and doubled over. You need to stop him.

You gather enough strength to throw yourself onto his back, attempting to pull him back but it was pointless, he didn’t budge an inch.

“Jungkook please stop,” you sob as you wrap an arm around his waist and that seemed to bring his human side back to him as his fist halted mid air and he turned to you.

“Y/N,” he says as he grabs your cheeks in between his bloody hands and kisses your forehead.

“Are you okay?” he asks as he searches for any type of bruise on you and you smile at him.

“I’m fine Jungkook,” you reassure and he sighs in relief.

He turns and your eyes widen, thinking he was going to resume breaking the man. But he doesn’t.

“If I ever see you near my girl ever again, I’ll fucking kill you. Send the memo on to the rest of your friends.” He threatens and you feel a chill run down your spine. You want to believe he didn’t mean that but you know he did.

“Lets go Jungkook,” you say as you try to pull  him away by his wrist, careful to not touch his already busted hand.

Jungkook gives the terrified man one last look before walking away with you in his arms.

.

When you get home you slip out of your ruined dress and threw it into the dustbin, putting on Jungkook’s white shirt.

You head into the toilet to find a shirtless Jungkook sat over the closed toilet bowl struggling to tie the bandage around with hand, the other one being damaged too.

You watch him for awhile, deciding to take over when he grunts in pain and frustration as he can’t seem to get it right.

You set yourself in front of him, taking his hand in yours as he looks at you surprised.

You dismiss it although you felt slightly offended, did he think you were some heartless wrench ?

You slowly carefully wrap the bandage around his right hand first as he kept his eyes on you.

When you are done with his right hand you place it on his lap as you take his left one and begin to wrap that too.

When you are done you exhale deeply and get up to keep the first aid kit. All the while, his eyes strained on you.

You stretch to place it above the cupboard, your torso slightly leaning into Jungkook’s face.

After you’ve placed it in the cabinet you stand back on your feet, Jungkook places his large hands on your hips you hold you in place.

He looks up at you with guilt and fault written all over his face and you soften up to him. He looks like a little child who is about to be scolded.

“Are you mad at me still? Even more than before?” he asks as he looks into your eyes desperately  waiting for an answer.

You place a hand on his shoulder, the other coming to rest on his cheek as you caress it with your thumb and you smile at him.

“No.” You tell him and you feel his shoulder heave down as he sighs in relief. He pulls your into a hug, nuzzling his face right below your breasts as his arms wrap around your waist to pull you in.

You play with his dark locks before he lifts you up slightly, making you straddle his lap as he placed his hands on your hips.

You stare at each other for awhile, his eyes moving back and forward between your lips and your eyes.

You’re the first to lean and capture his lips into a heated make out session.

His grip tighten around your hips and you pull away, Jungkook trying to capture your lips in his again . You laugh at him and place your hand on his chest as you lean back to stop him.

“You’re going to need to take it slow, those bandages could come off,” you warn playfully and Jungkook nods impatiently.

He pulls you in again and you smile against his lips.

He abruptly gets up and lifts you, heading to the bed.

He gently places you there, coming to hover over you and reconnect your lips.

Your hands trail down his abdomen, tracing the scars that decorated his skin as one of his cups your face and the other supports him above you.

when your hands began to fiddle with his belt e abruptly stops kissing and pulls away, making you whimper at the loss of contact.

You furrow your brows at him and he smirks, getting off of you and settling beside you.

“Not today, it’s been a rough night don’t you think?” he tries to convince you and you nod.

“Yeah,” you agree.

“Come here,” he says tapping the spot closer to him and you scoot over, your back against his chest as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer.

“I can’t sleep like this,” you suddenly blurt out.

“Why not?” Jungkook asks as he peers to look at you confused.

“Well, your third arm is poking into my ass for starters,” you say as you motion underneath the sheets.

“Oh,” is all Jungkook says as a heavy blush spreads across his cheeks.

“Oh,” you mimic as you turned back to face your back towards him as you stiffled a laughter.

You hear shuffling as Jungkook gets off the bed.

“Where are you going?” you ask as you perch yourself on your elbows.

“Toilet.” He says as he walk into the bathroom.

“Have fun, Good luck!” you call out and you can almost see him rolling his eyes through the walls.

You can’t help the hearty laughter that escapes your lips once he is gone.

By the time he comes back and resumes his position behind you, you are partly asleep.

But when he starts grinding into you in his sleep and his member starts growing by the second you are wide awake and alert.

Somewhere along the way his hand had slid up into your shirt while his other hand rest near your core.

His ragged breathing tickled your neck and you felt the hairs on your body stand straight.

You can’t help but moan and arch into his crotch when his fingers begin playing with your nipples, rolling the hardened nub between his thumb and index, tugging on it lightly.

He muttered a low throaty deep ‘fuck’ and you felt like you were about to loose your mind.

You manage to slip of his strong grip and settle onto a different position where you were spooning him, or at least attempting to and you slept like a baby, but of course your dreams weren’t as innocent.

.

You wake up to the smell of pancakes and eggs.

You stretch yourself as you get off the bed and walk pass the living room,  straight into the kitchen.

You are greeted by the site of Jungkook’s muscular back contacting and relaxing as he flipped some last few pancakes.

You lean against the door frame as a smile stretches across your lips.

“Oh? Y/N, you’re awake, Good Morning.” he smiles as he turns when he notices your presence.

“I’m almost done,” he announces and you walk over to him and stand on your tip toes to peck his cheek, muttering  low ‘good morning’ settling onto the dining table as he prepared the table.

You guys continue to munch on your breakfast making small talk.

“So about your schedule, you’re injured so were going to push it back to-” you begin but Jungkook places a hand over yours taking you off guard.

“Y/N can we not talk about work today? Let’s just … be the couple Y/N and Jungkook for today, please?” he asks you and you smile as you nod.

“Of course, it’s a weekend right?” you note and Jungkook nods enthusiastically.

“Well, what do you want to do ?” you ask as you clear the table and place the empty played in the sink.

“Hmmm I haven’t thought about you much. What about you?” he asks as he leans against  the island opposite you.

A cheeky smirk plants itself on your lips as you turn around.

“For starters I’m guessing I could help you.” You say as you approach him.

He furrows his brows.

“Do your hands still hurt a lot?” you ask as you take his bandaged hand into yours.

“Yeah, quite. Why?” he asks as he eyes you suspiciously.

“Hmmm, you know i know you couldn’t do shit to relief yourself last night right ?” you smirk and his eyes widen before a smirk decorates his face too.

“Oh Yeah? What makes you think that?” he asks as he steps forward, your chests flush against each other as he continues walking forward, making you take steps back.

“Well, you couldn’t seem to keep your hands or your little big friend to yourself last night.” You challengingly state.

“looks like you’ve caught me.” He says as he raises his hand in defense “so what are you going to do about it, huh, Y/N?” he says as He bites his lip, his eyes turning black as he looks down into your eyes and you want to get down on your knees right then and there.

“so, because I felt bad for and I don’t like to see you suffer, I’m going to help you.” You smile as you slide your fingers down his chest and abdomen, coming to rest on the waist band of his sweatpants  that hung dangerously low around his hips, his morning wood prominent and very present beneath them. The sight of the little cross tattoo you’ve always been curious on his hip bone making the pit of your stomach heat up.

“How are you going to do that?” he asks, his voice low and throaty as your back comes into contact with the wall and you flinch.

“With my hands baby,” you say as you play with the hem of his sweatpants while either of his hand rest on the side of your head.

“What are you waiting for, baby girl?” he smirks and that’s all it take for you to immediately get on your knees and free his throbbing angry cock.

“Fuck, Y/N" he mutters when you grab a hold of it and start stroking it while you looked into his eyes.

You licked the tip as precum began to trickle out of it, Jungkook’s hand coming to grip your hair.

After a few licks, you take his whole cock into your mouth and begin to bob your head up and down.

“You’re so good baby girl,” Jungkook moans as he shuts his eyes and bucks his hip into your mouth.

You choke on his cock and the vibration causes him to mutter a curse again.

“You take me in so Well, fuck, you look so pretty like this,” he praises as he looks down at you.

“Let me fuck your mouth,” he says and you nod as much as you could and he begins slamming into your throat, and the vibration of your gag reflex is more than enough to bring his high .

“Fuck I’m close,” he says as he picks up his pace and he quickly pulls out as his high peaks, spilling his seeds on your chest. The thick liquid material making his light thin shirt you wore see through, your breast with your hard nipples on display for himself as bat your lashes at him and lick your bottom lip.

He feels himself get hard again and he smirks.

“I know what we’re gonna do today,” he says and you smirk at him back.

.

You spend the entire weekend cuddling, fucking, watching Netflix and fucking.

You don’t even leave the house, except one time to pickup groceries and that’s it. And it doesn’t even feel like a weekend has been wasted by staying in.

Although Jungkook had begged you to not speak about work, you were still his coach. You had told him about his match that was pushed to Tuesday and he nodded before pulling you into a kiss and fucking you senseless again.

You were worried you might not be able to go to the gym because you really couldn’t feel your legs. Jungkook even insisted that you stay at home but you told him you just had to check in for a bit and you’d be back home asap. He agrees but insisted that he drive.

When you arrived at the gym, you were immediately alerted when you noticed the door wasn’t locked.

Jungkook came forward and had you stand behind him when you told him, slowly creeping in to turn on the lights and you gasped at the sight in front of you.

The whole place was trashed and turned upside down.

The ring was ripped in the centre, all the ropes around in cut, the punching bags were ripped open, sand poured all across the room. The windows had been broken, glass guards splayed across the room. Your grip on Jungkook’s shoulder tightened as you felt your breathing get difficult.

“What the hell is going on?” you ask to no-one in particular but, Jungkook? He knows exactly what is going on.

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So that’s it for the first part ! Things are about to get a little more dramatic in a while ;)

just two strangers coming together through chaotic influences 🤣

SCORE THAT GOAL! — smau

after your college had announced that all the students were required to join a club and attend it twice a week, you were planning on either a) dropping out, or b) join the art club and pretend to be sick most of the times. that was before you discovered that park jisung is a long time member of the football team. change in plans: you LOVE football.

or in which you mindlessly join the football club in hopes of catching your crush’s attention (and to maybe secretly check him out too) who cares if you can’t even kick a ball up in the air?

football-player!jisung x fem!reader

genre ; rlly just humour, football / sports au, fluff, some angst, pining and eventually mutual pining, probably slow-burn, college au, strangers to lovers.

extras ; teasing and profanity | sexual and death jokes | reader is down bad | jisung kinda dislikes reader and closed off at the start | my knowledge on football isn’t the BEST but i know above basics and enough for this fic | idrc if some of these subject clubs don’t exist this is for entertainment 😸

notes ; 😭 mostly posting this for myself cos i’ve wanted to try a smau for a while now but i hope anyone else enjoys too.

PLAYLIST ; Rising , TripleS — Hype Boy , newjeans — Awkward , SZA — Gasoline , ROSY (FT. LILMONEY) — Attracted To You , Pinkpantheress — Cognac Queen , Megan Thee Stallion — Goodie Bag , Still Woozy — Eyedress , Something About You .

STATUS ; completed! (24.02.24)

profiles (1) | profiles (2)

1 ) donghyuck’s fault

2 ) 20% more insane

3 ) it’s the voices again

4 ) yes captain!

5 ) invest in a priv account

6 ) peach lipton ice tea

7 ) no suicide EVER

8 ) always believe women

9 ) grape & lemon drink

10 ) favourite teammate

11 ) wingman

12 ) jeno’s food provider

13 ) no lunch

14 ) awkward tension

15 ) a simple conversation

16 ) an even more normal conversation

17 ) under my umbrella

18 ) a canon event (ft. Renjun's Black Friday offer)

19 ) feeling submissive and fragile

20 ) woman hobbies & failed courseworks

21 ) man up and break it

22 ) make-up brush vs subway sandwich

23 ) OFFICIAL FRIENDSHIP!!!

24 ) a nice gesture

25 ) NOT my boyfriend

26 ) business exchange

27 ) what about mark?

28 ) winter wonders with you

29 ) JISUNG vs MARK

30 ) my princess (very lame)

31 ) riddle me this

32 ) do you like her? (probably)

33 ) wtf does QUORA know?

34 ) JISUNGxY/N: plan A

35 ) evil out the way, GOOD RIDDANCE

36 ) basketball incidents.

37 ) JISUNGxY/N: plan B (the jisung quiz)

38 ) E-DATING 🔛🔝🔥

39 ) wise words from renjun

40 ) that one sign

41 ) guess it’s a date

42 ) (unofficial) couple goals

43 ) the y/nle argument

44 ) professional over-thinker

45 ) executing major girlboss energy

46 ) the confession prep

47 ) knock some sense into them

48 ) war is over

49 ) knock some sense into JISUNG

50 ) an overdue confession

51 ) be your boyfriend?

52 ) scored that goal!

BONUS:

jisung the blonde

JISUNG vs MARK pt.2

jaemin’s hit tweets

the jeno quiz

one huge polyamory relationship

thank you for reading!

stay in your lane | jjk

⇥ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇥ genre:  e2l / college au / smut / fluff / crack ⇥ summary: in which the reader is the captain of the women’s swim team and jungkook is the “golden freshman” of the men’s swim team… OR in which jungkook is overtly whipped for the reader and acts out in any way possible to gain her love and attention - no matter the consequence. ⇥ word count: 5.8k ⇥ warnings: 18+, cursing, Vine references, dirty talk, sub!jk, dom!reader, jungkook being the biggest brat, swimming lingo, college athlete party, drinking, body shots, noona kink™, smut (edging/orgasm denial, face sitting, oral [m + f receiving], unprotected sex [wrap it, plz], spitting, cum eating [i am sorry skksks])

In all your twenty-two years of living, you never encountered anyone as openly cocky as Jeon Jungkook. You stared in disbelief as the boy posed and preened from his lane of the pool, throwing his fist in the air and flexing his muscles.

“He is such a hoe for attention,” Your teammate Lina said, shaking her head next to you and reluctantly clapping along with the crowd gathered for the Regional Swimming and Diving Championships.

You nodded in agreement, plastering a fake smile on your face as you forced your hands to clap. As the captain of your college’s women’s swim team, you had to keep up appearances after all. You cheered for everyone - regardless of how infuriating they might be.

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and he definitely scored seven more ⛹🏻‍♂️😆 ♡ reblogging from my shadow-reader days ♡

untouchable - l.hs 18+

enhypen masterlist

pairing. heeseung x afab reader

word count. 12.4k words

synopsis. heeseung wanted you to look at him as someone other than your brother's best friend

this is smut w a plot lol,,, mdni please!

“How the fuck do I answer this one?” You sighed, pushing your open textbook towards your brother, some complicated maths equation looking at derivatives staring back at you. Jay laughed, taking one look at the question and rolling his eyes.

 “Y/N, I don’t even take maths,” he nudged his best friend sitting next to him, pulling him out of his thoughts enough to remove his Airpods. “Hee, help my sister out, would you? I’m pretty sure you took this class last semester.”

Your eyes widened the moment Heeseung looked over at you, a teasing smile on his lips, “it’s fine Jay, I can figure it out on my own. I don’t want to bother you Heeseung.”

“It’s not a bother,” he said simply, taking the textbook from your older brother and scanning the questions quickly. “Oh, this is pretty straightforward once you spot it. Here, pass me your pen and I’ll write it all out for you.”

“Oh,” you breathed out a sigh of relief, passing your pen over to him so he could scribble down his workings out. “Thanks.”

“It’s no problem at all,” he caught your eyes, sending you a quick wink before your brother could see. You tried to ignore the blush that flourished across your cheeks.

You’d known Heeseung for a few years now, he had become Jay’s best friend once he started university and the two of them were inseparable. You had started the same university the year after them, coincidentally picking the same major as Heeseung. But you did your best to steer clear of your brothers friends, you knew he would go crazy the moment he even suspected something was going on between you and one of his friends.

Heeseung was a player too, you would always overhear him talking to your brother about his most recent hook up. Even other students in your university would talk about him, every guy wanted to be him and every girl wanted to be with him. But he never wanted to be in a relationship, Heeseung wasn’t that type of guy nowadays.

Heeseung was definitely trouble. As much as you tried to stay away from him, he seemed to always be around, dropping by your house to study with Jay or lounging on the couch when you got home from classes. He never seemed to be busy, the only commitments he had appeared to be hanging out with Jay and basketball practice a few times a week. The only reason you knew this was because he inserted himself into your conversations with your brother, and each time you would exit as quickly as you possibly could, never uttering more than a handful of words to him each time.

Like today. You had been sat at the kitchen table studying when the two boys had joined you. Jay decided to get ahead on some work for his own classes, whilst Heeseung sat there playing a game on his phone, airpods in. You couldn’t ignore the constant glances in your direction, always keeping tabs on what you were studying. It was why he was so thrilled when Jay volunteered him to help you, he had been waiting for an excuse to talk to you for the last two hours you’d been sat together.

“Do you understand it now?” He asked, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips because he knew you weren’t actually listening.

“Huh, oh yeah,” you took your book back, scanning the working out he’d written down, actually understanding it for once. “I got it, thanks Heeseung.”

“No stress darling,” he mumbled, quiet enough that your brother couldn’t hear over the headphones he’d now put in. He nudged his foot against yours under the table a few times to gather your attention back on him, “you coming to that frat party tomorrow night? Think it’s at Jakes house.”

“I don’t know,” you knew about the party, and you knew Jay would be less than happy to see you there, especially at Jake’s. But he would never stop you from going, he would spend the whole time looking over you to make sure you weren’t doing anything stupid because he did care for you even when he was angry at you. “I’m not sure if it’s really my scene, plus I won’t know anyone there.”

“You’ll know me,” he shrugged as if it wasn’t a huge deal. “I’m pretty sure Jungwon is coming too, and Sunoo. You know both of them.”

“Oh yeah, Jungwon’s nice,” you commented, remembering a time you met him at a previous party. He was a little younger than you but he was sweet, you sat talking to him for ages last time you went to a frat party since your friends had bailed on you last minute. “Maybe I’ll come if he’s there.”

Heeseung rolled his eyes subtly, “so if he’s not there then you won’t come? Got a little crush?”

You huffed out a laugh, “no I don’t, he was just nice to talk to. No point going to a party if there’s no one there who I like.”

“I’ll be there,” he stressed, nudging your foot again with his until you looked up at him. His lips were tugged up into a smirk when you tried to avoid his gaze. “Is that not enough for you?”

“We’re not friends Heeseung,” you lifted your eyes to meet his properly. “Plus, don’t think Jay would like us hanging out, especially not at one of Jake’s parties.”

“You wound me darling,” he placed a hand over his heart in mock pain. “I thought we had something special here.”

You closed your book, tucking it into your bag after you saw the time. You had classes soon and would need to head over to your university if you wanted to get there in time. Catching Heeseung’s eyes again, you faltered a little under his intense gaze. You tried not to let him affect you, he was bad news. But fuck was he pretty.

“This is the first time we’ve had a proper conversation, there’s nothing special here,” you stood up from your chair, prompting your brother to look up at you briefly before returning to his work. “I’ve had more meaningful conversations with the Starbucks barista.”

“You leaving Y/N?” Jay asked, finally pulling one of his headphones out when he noticed you toss your bag over your shoulder.

“Yeah, got classes this afternoon and I’ve already wasted too much time,” your gaze flickered over to Heeseung subtly before returning to your brother. “See you later Jay.”

You left quickly before Heeseung could say anything to you, heading off to your first class of the day. You just hoped that would be the last you would see of him that day, but you knew that was wishful thinking. And deep down, you knew too that you would see him at Jake’s party. You missed Jungwon and maybe this time you could convince your best friend Sunghoon to come with you.

“Hope my sister wasn’t too irritating,” Jay mumbled, playing with one of his headphones as he stared at his best friend. He wasn’t stupid, he knew that Heeseung had a thing for you but he was seeing how far he could push him until he caved in and admitted it. The question you asked him he could’ve easily answered but he pushed it over to Heeseung to give him an excuse to talk to you. “Thanks for helping her out.”

“It’s no worries man,” Heeseung laughed softly. “She’s not that bad, just likes running her mouth a bit.”

“She gets that from me,” Jay laughed back. As much as he hated the idea of Heeseung going after his sister, he knew you could hold your own and would give him a hard time about it. Hence why he wasn’t worried, he would let you handle this in your own way, maybe you could knock Heeseung down a few pegs.

“I need to head off, got basketball practice this afternoon,” Heeseung stood up, grabbing his gym bag from the floor below him. Considering how much time he spent practicing, it was a miracle he was passing classes still. “I’ll see you at the party tomorrow? Don’t think I’ll have time to drop by tomorrow morning beforehand.”

“Yeah man, I’ll see you there,” Jay replied.

“Think Y/N might turn up,” Heeseung said nonchalantly. “You might want to keep an eye on her, I know that Jungwon kid likes her and he’ll be there.”

Jay laughed under his breath, his friend was so fucking obvious sometimes, “Jungwon’s a nice guy, he’d treat her well. I’ve got nothing to worry about, especially if she brings Sunghoon with her too.”

“Park Sunghoon?” Heeseung’s ears perked up at that, usually he would hate the guy best friend of any girl he was interested in, but Sunghoon was actually a decent guy. He had many classes with him and had hung out with him a few times between lessons, but he also knew that Sunghoon wasn’t a threat. You weren’t interested in him and he wasn’t interested in you, Heeseung wouldn’t have to fight him off at least.

Fuck, he was realising that maybe he actually liked you, beyond just sex. Is this what having a crush felt like? If so, Heeseung had never felt like this before, it made him nervous. He was used to just messing around with girls without getting feelings involved. He was used to breaking hearts and blocking peoples numbers, he wasn’t used to pining after someone who wouldn’t even hold one conversation with him. It was humbling.

“Yeah, the really pretty guy,” Jay replied. “He’ll look after her, you can relax man.”

“I’m relaxed,” Heeseung retaliated, rolling his eyes. He checked the time on his watch, swearing softly when he was he had fifteen minutes until practice started and he was at least twenty minutes away from the gym. So much for being the responsible team captain. “Fuck Jay, I need to go. See you later, yeah?”

“See you at the party Hee.”

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“No, you don’t understand Y/N,” Sunghoon stressed, throwing things out of your closet as he searched for an outfit. “Heeseung wants you to go, he specifically asked if you were going. Which in guy talk means he wants you to go because he wants to hit you up whilst you’re there.”

You rolled your eyes, head hanging off the end of your bed as you stared at Sunghoon upside down, “I don’t want him to hit me up, I’m not looking for a one night stand.”

“Yeah but it’s Lee Heeseung,” Sunghoon replied, grabbing a skirt from your closet that you hadn’t worn in years. “Everyone wants to get with him, imagine how desirable you’ll be once you have him on your roster.”

“Hoon, my roster consists of one random guy I forgot the name of that time I was drunk and Sim Jake, I don’t really care about that,” he threw the skirt at you, narrowly missing your face as it fell to the mattress beside you. “I’m not going to get with Heeseung, he’s a player and he’s literally best friends with my brother. I have to see his cocky face every single day, I don’t want to see it knowing I was riding it the night before.”

A shirt flew at your face this time, hitting you square in the nose as you peeled it off of you, sitting up and analysing the outfit Sunghoon had given you. He stood staring at you, a bored look on his face, “look Y/N, you need to loosen up and get laid, and I’m not taking one for the team even though you’re going to look fine as fuck in that outfit. Heeseung is obviously into you, he literally never takes his eyes off you and he hasn’t fucked anyone in the last few months. I’d say, just go for it, like who gives a fuck if it’s just a one night stand?”

You eyed the incredibly short skirt you’d been given with the tight black top, Sunghoon was good with styling but he sure loved to show off as much of your skin as possible.

“I give a fuck! God, I don’t know Hoonie, I’m only going to know you at the party. This night is going to be so awkward,” you looked up at him from your bed. He was already dressed in a pair of brown trousers and a simple shirt, he still looked amazing as he always did. Sunghoon smiled at you, as much as he nagged you, he still wanted you to be comfortable and have fun.

“Jungwon’s going to be there, I spoke to him earlier,” Sunghoon sat on the edge of the bed next to you, taking your hand in his and squeezing. “And Sunoo too, that sweet guy you met last time. He’s in a few of my classes, he’s really nice! Plus, I can introduce you to some of my other friends too, Euijoo and Nicholas will be there and they are both really nice guys.”

You played with his fingers, mulling it over in your head. You did tend to have a good time when you went to these parties, even if they were a bit wild. The only difference now is that you knew Heeseung would be waiting for you there and that was making you nervous.

“I’ll be with you the whole time if you want, or I can make sure there’s someone else with you at all times so that you don’t feel nervous,” Sunghoon broke your thoughts, knowing exactly what to say.

You weren’t scared of Heeseung, far from it in all honesty. You were just nervous, it was clear what he was insinuating earlier and you knew it was a bad idea as much as you wanted to do it. Heeseung was bad news and your brother would be less than impressed to hear that something had gone on between the two of you. Your goal for the evening would be to stay as far away from him as possible and not make a mistake you would regret.

“Fine,” you sighed, squeezing Sunghoon’s hand before letting go and grabbing the outfit. “Help me choose some shoes that will go with this fucking tiny skirt.”

Sunghoon cheered softly, ruffling your hair before going back to your closet to find some shoes as you changed into the clothes. The skirt was tight and very short, but it did wonders for your figure and the shirt he’d picked out hugged you in all the right places. You knew you could count on Sunghoon when it came to these things.

“Woah,” he came up behind you, holding your hips gently and checking you out in the full length mirror you were stood in front of. “You look so hot Y/N, you’re going to be fighting guys off left and right tonight.”

You blushed under his gaze, even though Sunghoon was your best friend it was still nice to get compliments from him. At the end of the day, he was still a guy and compliments from him meant that others would also be thinking the same thing.

Sunghoon moved back to lounge around on your bed, playing on his phone as you did your hair and a little bit of makeup. You threw a few items into a little bag and then you were ready to leave, turning to Sunghoon for his final thoughts.

“Fucking hell Y/N,” he stood up, scanning you up and down. “Heeseung is going to have a heart attack.”

You rolled your eyes, pushing his shoulder softly with a laugh, “I’m not trying to impress Heeseung, I just want to go and have fun tonight. Please make sure I don’t go home drunk with some random guy, especially not Jake again.”

“In my defence, when you left with Jake you weren’t drunk and you told me specifically not to stop you,” he held his hands up in mock surrender. “I told you that getting with a frat guy was a bad idea.”

“I figured that out when he wouldn’t stop blowing up my phone for three weeks afterwards,” you rolled your eyes. Your one night with Jake was great, but he seemed to think you were after more than that and had spent weeks afterwards asking you on dates and pursuing you. With him being one of your brothers friends as well as being on the basketball team with Heeseung, you tried to let him down as easy as possible. And by that, you ghosted him until he stopped texting and he moved on to someone else for the next few weeks.

“Ready to go now?” He asked, tucking his phone into his pocket, “Won’s already been there for like half an hour and Eujioo and Nicho are on their way there, so they’ll be there before we are. You ok with hanging out with them tonight too?”

You linked your arm through Sunghoon’s, making your way out of the house. Jay had already left a while back, probably going to Jake’s for pre drinks before the party even started. The two of you didn’t live with your parents so you didn’t have to worry about that, slamming the front door shut behind the two of you.

“Yeah, they sound nice enough,” you set off walking to Jake’s frat. It was only a couple of minutes away by foot but it was long enough for you to get cold on the journey. You started to hate Sunghoon for putting you in the skimpy outfit even if you did look good.

“Fuck me, I can smell the weed from here,” Sunghoon groaned as you rounded the corner to Jake’s. He was right, the stale smell of weed and cheap alcohol filled the air around you and a deep base of some house music was thumping into the night. The whole street was filled with frat houses so at least you knew you wouldn’t have to worry about noise complaints that night.

Sunghoon ushered you into the house, mumbling something about how his friends were in the kitchen getting drinks as he tugged you along behind him. You hoped you would be able to grab a drink and then hurry off to the garden somewhere, out of the potential sight of your brother. Jay didn’t really care if you came to the same parties as him, and vice versa if he ever showed up to one you were at. You just had one rule, and that was to not do anything too stupid that would get either of you in trouble.

“Guys,” Sunghoon exclaimed loudly as he entered the kitchen, you in tow behind him. There was significantly less people in there, just a handful grabbing drinks and talking to each other. “So good to see you all, this is my friend Y/N in case you haven’t already met her.”

He pulled you in front of him, hands on your shoulders as he introduced you to the three boys. You recognised Jungwon already, a knowing smile on his lips when he saw you. But the two other boys, Euijoo and Nicholas, were new to you. They seemed nice enough though, Nicholas offered to make you a drink which you gladly accepted from him, going to lean on the counter next to Jungwon as Sunghoon caught up with his friends. Sunoo was apparently already dancing somewhere, he was the life of any party.

“Long time no see,” Jungwon said, sipping from his own cup. “We’ve got to stop meeting like this Y/N.”

“I mean, if you’d given me your number last time then maybe we wouldn’t have to,” you pouted sarcastically, smiling when Jungwon rolled his eyes.

“Give me your phone then,” he said, holding his free hand out to you. You didn’t hesitate, letting him put his number into your phone contacts and texting himself so that he had your number too, “there, no excuse not to hang out with me like every day now.”

“Sounds good to me Won,” you took another sip of your drink, revelling in how the alcohol seemed to calm your nerves a little bit. You realised how much you did actually like parties, you could let loose and relax for a while without having to worry about the consequences until the next morning.

“So Y/N,” your attention was pulled away from Jungwon to look at Euijoo, the boy who had been the quietest the whole time. “Tell us, how did you meet Hoon? Do you have any embarrassing stories about him?”

“Oh, I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment,” you laughed, launching off into a story about how Sunghoon fell into a pool when you were in middle school and was panicking because he couldn’t swim, until he realised it was shallow enough to stand up in and he wasn’t actually going to drown.

The next few hours of the night went much the same, you’d all made you way out into the garden since the alcohol warmed you up enough to sit out there comfortably. The five of you had huddled around talking, eventually gaining a couple of others to your group. Sunoo joined after a while, greeting you and striking up a conversation with Jungwon quickly. There were a few others, friends of Nicholas, called Kei and Fuma who joined in your group, happily chatting with you all.

“So, you know Jake then?” Fuma asked, turning to you for the first time that night. He’d joined the group and easily started to chat with Sunghoon, but his attention was now on you and in the dim light he looked all the more attractive.

You shrugged, taking a sip from your now non-alcoholic drink, “we know of each other, but we’re not friends by any means. He’s closer with my brother.”

“Oh, who’s your brother?” He asked, turning his body more towards yours until your knees knocked together softly. He was so close now that you could smell his after shave, maybe you weren’t averse to going home with a stranger that evening.

“Park Jay, not sure if you know him but he’s usually at most of these parties,” you replied, hitting your knee against his a few times gently. “Hangs around with Lee Heeseung ninety nine percent of the time, they’re stuck together like glue.”

“Oh shit, yeah I know them, decent guys,” he said. One of his hands fell to your thigh, testing the waters. When you didn’t shrug him off, he took that as a sign and shifted a little closer to you on the bench you were sat on. “I play on the basketball team with Heeseung, I’ve only met Jay a handful of times at parties or at games.”

“You play basketball?” You asked, looking up at him with wide eyes, “that’s pretty hot.”

Fuma laughed, leaning back a little to face you fully. With one hand he pulled your legs over his thighs so that you were sat adjacent to him, draped across his lap as his hand splayed over the bare skin. His other arm rested on the back of the bench, fingertips dancing across your shoulders.

“Yeah? You think so?” The hand on your thigh moved a little higher, taking your smile as a sign that you were ok with whatever was happening. And you were, Fuma was attractive and you needed someone to take your mind away from Heeseung for the night, his confusing tactics the previous day making you rethink everything.

“Definitely,” you sat your empty cup down behind you, using your now free hand to rest on his bicep, curling your fingers around it. “Can tell how hard you work out too, it’s attractive.”

You knew how to flirt with men to get what you wanted, and Fuma seemed like he would be an easy catch for you tonight. On top of that though, he seemed nice, he seemed like the type of guy who would definitely text you the next morning. You’d told Sunghoon you weren’t in the mood for a one night stand, but you didn’t say you weren’t in the mood for a couple of dates with an attractive guy after a one night stand.

“If you’re trying to flatter me it’s working,” he said, tightening his grip on your thigh so that his muscles flexed under your fingers. You giggled softly, running your hand up to his shoulder then over the front of his neck slowly.

“Good,” you breathed out, moving yourself a little closer to him so that you could feel his breath on your lips. You had clocked that a couple of the others were taking glances at you, Sunghoon was silently cheering you on in the side lines, whilst Kei was impressed with his friend for bagging an attractive girl that quickly.

“Y/N,” Fuma mumbled, moving the hand on your thigh up to your hip to tug you impossibly closer to him. “Can I kiss you?”

No guy had ever really asked you that before, usually they would dive in without much thought into the situation, but Fuma seemed different. You nodded quickly before wrapping your arm around his neck and pulling him forwards until your lips connected, trying not to pay any mind to the fact that your friends were centimetres away.

Fuma tightened his grip on your hip, his other arm resting over your shoulders as he tugged on your bottom lip, opening your mouth to let his tongue in. He was a good kisser, giving as much as he took, and you were almost disappointed when he pulled away from you, leaving a soft peck on your lips as a parting gift.

You surged forward to kiss him again, quick little kisses against his lips and cheeks, before fully pulling back from him. Fuma laughed, a genuine smile on his face, and squeezed your hip softly before pulling you closer onto his lap so that you were almost sat completely on him.

The others didn’t say anything as you re-joined the conversation, occasionally chipping in with little anecdotes and laughing along to the comments Fuma made in your ear. But eventually you were getting thirsty, excusing yourself to go grab a drink from the kitchen quickly.

“Want me to join you?” Jungwon asked, not entirely comfortable with letting you go into the house alone when there were other drunk frat boys around.

“Sure,” you replied, standing up from Fuma’s lap. “Be back in a few.” You aimed your last comment at no one in particular, hurrying off with Jungwon into the house.

It was more crowded now, a lot of people had turned up since you had arrived and it was hard to make your way to the kitchen, your hands automatically grabbing onto Jungwon’s sleeve so you didn’t get separated.

He tugged you into the kitchen where there were less people, just a couple getting some drinks and, unluckily for you, Jake and Heeseung who were stood chatting away. Heeseung had a frown on his lips as he talked, one hand gripping a red solo cup and the other tucked into the pocket of his trousers. When his eyes caught your figure entering the room, his scowl only deepened. You tried to smile at him but it was useless, he was pissed off at you and you had no idea why.

Your grip on Jungwon’s arm tightened as he pulled you over to the counter, pouring some drinks for your friends as you made your own, downing it in a few sips before making another. You weren’t having anything alcoholic anymore, not wanting to get drunk and make more mistakes, but the way you could feel Heeseung’s eyes burning into the side of your head made you wish you were.

“Ready to go back?” Jungwon asked, a couple of beer cans tucked under his arm as he held his other out to you. You went to take it before you were being tugged harshly back, falling against a larger chest.

“No can do Won, sorry man,” Heeseung said, wrapping his hand around your waist. “Y/N’s brother isn’t happy with her being here anymore, so I’m going to have to take her home soon. Send her apologies to her date though, they can continue off what they started another time or whatever.”

At the mention of your brother, Jungwon nodded, sending you an apologetic smile and leaving the kitchen. That left you with Heeseung and Jake, the two people you didn’t really want to see that night.

“What the fuck Heeseung,” you turned around to face him, ripping yourself from his grip. “I know for a fact Jay doesn’t give a shit if I’m here, he’s probably already off at some random girls house. Why the fuck are you trying to ruin my night?”

Your little outburst only made him smile, his arms crossing over his chest, “I let you have your fun darling, but you took it a little too far out there when you started making out with one of my teammates. That’s a little disrespectful, don’t you think?”

Jake took that as his queue to leave, slipping off into the distance and leaving the two of you alone in the kitchen. For once, you were hoping he would’ve stayed so you had some escape from Heeseung.

“Why do you care? Did my brother put you up to this? If I remember correctly, you were the one who asked me to come to this party, so why are you trying to end my night so quickly?” You huffed out, crossing your own arms in retaliation.

Heeseung smirked, his lips tugging up at one side, “exactly. I invited you, yet you’re out there making out with some guy who you’ve only just met. Do you think that’s why I invited you here? Surely somewhere in that brain of yours you connected the dots and realised I invited you because I wanted to spend time with you at this party. Maybe if you realised that then it would’ve been my lap you were sitting on. But you had to go and fuck it up by getting off with Fuma.”

You mouth dropped open at his confession, “whatever joke you’re trying to pull is not funny Heeseung, and I’m not falling for it. If this is some weird prank you have going on with my brother then I don’t want to be part of it. I’m not some girl you can just fuck around with, I’m not trying to mess around with people like you.”

“People like me?” He questioned, stepping closer to you. In response you moved back, far enough so that your back was against the counter and Heeseung was now standing close enough to you that you could feel his body warmth radiating off him. “What sort of person am I Y/N? Tell me, I want to know.”

Placing your hands on his chest, you tried to push him away from you but it was no use. He caught your hands in his, tugging you forward until you were pressed against his chest.

“What sort of person am I Y/N? Tell me so I can prove you wrong,” Heeseung repeated, his lips just barely brushing your ear.

“You’re a player,” you replied harshly. “You’re never serious about anything, you just want to sleep around without strings attached. Everyone knows that Heeseung, and I’m not going to be another person you can just add to your list of hook ups. I have more self-respect than that.”

Heeseung sucked in a breath, letting it out with a soft laugh, “you wound me darling, is that really how low you think of me?”

“I’m just telling the truth Heeseung, everyone knows it,” you pulled your wrist from his grip so that you could move back a little until you were leaning against the counter again. “Even Jay says the same thing, you’ve never been serious about a girl in your life. So I don’t know what you’re trying to get at here, and this is the first time you’ve ever even acknowledged my existence as someone other than your best friends sister. So forgive me for not believing a single word that falls out of your mouth.”

“Let me prove it to you,” he said, still smiling that cocky smirk. “I wanted you at this party so that we could spend time together, even got Jay a girl so that he would leave early and I could come and find you. I’ve been trying to get your attention for months now but you never gave me the time of day, yesterday was the first time you’d even had a full conversation with me. I’m not the player you think I am Y/N, I’ve not been with a girl in almost a year now, haven’t even kissed anyone for months. I can even get Jake or Jay to attest to that.”

At the mention of Jake’s name you froze a little, remembering the night you’d spent together. It was after one of his parties the previous year, it was messy and a mistake, you’d regretted it ever since. Knowing what you did now, you regretted it even more.

“I know about you and Jake,” Heeseung mumbled, as if reading your thoughts. “He had no problem bragging about it to me and the others at practice, had to beat the shit out of him a few times before he got the hint to leave you alone.”

As he was talking, his hands made their way onto your hips, resting there gently. You didn’t realise at first, but the moment you did you were hyper aware of his touch on you. The scariest part was that you didn’t hate it. You blamed it on Sunghoon for putting those ideas in your head earlier, because now you were really starting to believe Heeseung liked you.

“You beat him up?” You asked, voice small, “why? It was consensual, it’s not like I didn’t know what I was getting myself into.”

“I know,” he sighed. “I know darling, I was mad at Jake though. He knew about how I felt from the start and he still went and slept with you, it fucked with my head because it felt like confirmation to me that I could never have you in the way that I wanted you.”

“What do you mean?” You let yourself be held closer by Heeseung, his hands wrapping around your waist. Something about the way he talked and the way he looked at you had you believing every word that left his lips, it had you understanding him.

“Isn’t it obvious enough? I like you a lot Y/N, I have for a while now but I knew it would be impossible to even try to start something with you if your brother was always looking over our shoulders, it’s why I invited you here in the hopes I could get you alone so that I could actually talk to you,” he sighed softly, squeezing your waist. “Seeing you with Fuma made me angry, not with you but with the situation. I wanted to be in his position, I wanted to be the guy you were fawning over and flirting with because it’s all I’ve thought about for months. I know this is unexpected, but give me a chance to prove I mean what I say.”

Your hands came up to rest on his chest, fiddling gently with the fabric of his shirt. He was only wearing a simple outfit but he looked incredible, as usual. And up close you could really appreciate how attractive he was, something you had always thought but had supressed for years due to your brother.

“How are you going to prove it?” You asked, stretching your hands up to rest on his shoulders. You didn’t know what had come over you, but you didn’t care about the consequences now, Heeseung looked too pretty in the dim lighting of the kitchen that you wanted whatever he was offering.

Heeseung smirked, a little cocky but still attractive, and he bent down a little until his nose was brushing against yours, “maybe if you let me kiss you, then you’ll be able to tell how I really feel.”

You could feel his lips brushing against yours from how close he was, his fingers tightening on your waist. Heeseung was letting you take control, he was waiting for you to make a move and kiss him so that he knew you wanted it. It was that little detail that made you trust him more.

Pushing up onto your toes, you pressed your own lips against his, moving your hands so that they wrapped around his neck to pull him down against you. Heeseung didn’t hesitate to reciprocate, hands tugging you closer still so that your entire body was pressed against his. His lips moved with yours, letting you set the pace until he heard you whine softly against his mouth.

“Fuck,” he groaned against you, licking your bottom lip to prompt your mouth open. You let him in, whining louder when his tongue rubbed against yours until he was hungrily kissing you as your lips went numb.

“Heeseung,” you whispered, pulling back a little only to be tugged forward again.

“Not done yet darling,” he replied, placing his lips back onto yours a little rougher than before. He kissed you like this was his only chance to, like he’d been waiting for years to be able to. If you really thought about it, maybe he had been waiting that long.

When he finally pulled away, letting you down a little so you were back on your feet, he pressed a quick kiss to your forehead. He kept you close, his arms still tight around you as if he was scared you would leave. Heeseung’s eyes were wide as he scanned your face, he looked nervous for the first time since you’d entered the kitchen.

“Do you understand now?” He mumbled, fidgeting a little under your gaze, “do you see how much I really do like you? Because I can promise you that it’s not some game I’m trying to play, I’ve been waiting for this moment for months.”

“Are you sure Heeseung? Like,” you took a deep breath, about to take the leap. “Do you really want this? Because if you do, then you’re the one who’s going to have to tell Jay about it.”

He laughed softly, a gentle smile on his lips, “I’d fight Jay any day if it meant I could have you at the end of this. And I know this is a complete surprise to you, but I’m serious about you. I don’t want to see you with anyone else, not Jake, not Jungwon, not Fuma. I want you to be with me, I want to treat you well, and if I have to spend the next few months proving that to you then I will. I’ve waited a long time darling, I can wait longer.”

Your hands played with the hair on the nape of his neck, leaning up to kiss him quickly to shut him up from his rambling. A soft blush spread across his cheeks, you were finally seeing the Heeseung that he was trying to talk to you about, not the Heeseung that everyone else saw.

“You don’t need to wait any more Hee,” your hands moved back down his chest until they reached his own, removing them from your waist to intertwine your fingers together. “I’m trusting you.”

“I won’t fuck it up,” he promised, squeezing your hands in his. “And this sounds incredibly bad, but do you want to come back to mine? I want to keep talking and spending time with you, but I really just want to be alone together for once.”

“It’s ok, I get it,” you laughed softly. “You live closer than I do anyway.”

Heeseung smiled at you properly, a genuinely happy smile on his lips as he nodded and made a move to exit the kitchen, pulling you along behind him. You tried to ignore the stares of everyone else, you caught eyes with Jake as you left and the knowing smirk on his lips made you feel sick. You wondered how people would think of you now, would they make up rumours? Would those rumours make their way back to your brother? What would Fuma think when he heard about them? It made tears well up in your eyes as you tried to stick close to Heeseung, burying your face against his shoulder to hide your emotions from the rest of the party.

Heeseung looked down at you, noticing your wide glossy eyes as he tried to clear a path through the hundreds of dancing bodies. He quickly tugged you closer, wrapping his arm around you and keeping you close to his chest so that you were looking at him rather than everyone else.

“Hey, it’s ok baby,” he mumbled into your ear, kissing your temple softly. “Ignore them, yeah? They don’t know shit about us, they’re not important. We’re almost out darling, just look at me, ok?”

His words did enough to calm you as you blinked away the tears, a little embarrassed for getting so worked up about it all. But it wasn’t until you were out in the cold air that you let yourself look up from his chest. You tried to step back a bit but Heeseung held you close to him, wrapping you up in a hug with one hand holding the back of your head close to him.

“You alright?” He asked softly, pulling back to kiss your forehead once again.

You nodded, “’m ok, sorry. I just kept seeing people looking at us and it made me feel sick to know what they were assuming. I can’t imagine the rumours they’re going to start about me.”

“Well, if people believe those rumours then they’re bigger idiots than I thought,” Heeseung said softly, brushing your hair away from your face. “I’ll shut them down as soon as they start darling, you don’t have to worry about a thing.”

Sighing, you nodded once again, “I just don’t want people to think of me any different. I’m sure Jake’s going to run his mouth soon enough, he was pissed when I didn’t agree to see him again after the first time. I just hope he doesn’t hold a grudge enough to go running to my brother.”

“Like I said Y/N, I’ll shut it down as soon as it happens. Won’t let anyone say a bad word about you,” he stepped away from you to take your hand instead so that you could start walking away from the party. “Plus, Jake could never handle you anyway. He was never going to get you.”

“Oh yeah?” You raised an eyebrow at Heeseung teasingly, “and you can?”

He swung your hands between the two of you as he walked the short distance to his flat, luckily Heeseung’s flat mate would likely be out when you two got there so you had the luxury of an empty place for the night.

“I think I’m the only person who could darling,” he laughed softly. “Think about it, is there anyone else you would’ve gone home with tonight? Anyone else who would treat you as good as I can?”

“You have a point, I don’t think I’d trust anyone else enough to even try,” you admitted, eyes focusing in on Heeseung’s apartment building that you were approaching. It was quiet now, most people had likely gone to bed or were out at other parties. “It’s weird how much I trust you already, even though I’ve know you for years I feel like I’ve only just really figured out the real you Hee.”

“And what’s the real me like?” He asked, using his free hand to punch in the code to the front door of his building, pushing the door open for you to go through towards the elevator.

“Hmm, the real Heeseung is sweet,” you said, tugging him into the open doors of the elevator. “And he is willing to face the wrath of my brother just to kiss me. The real Heeseung fought his friend Jake when he was being sleazy. And the real Heeseung proved to me that he was genuine just with a few words because I could see in his eyes how he really felt.”

The elevator opened at Heeseung’s floor, the two of you exiting quickly and standing in front of his apartment door. He pulled you back against him, crushing you in a hug as he buried his face in your hair.

“I hope you know that I mean every last thing that I said,” he kissed the crown of your head. “I’m not going to take it back in the morning, I’m being completely serious. I want everything with you, and if you’ll trust me then I will give it all to you no matter what obstacles we hit along the way.”

You looked up at him in the intense florescent light of the hallway, his dark hair a little messy from the cold outside air and his cheeks flushed. He looked pretty, so pretty that you wanted to kiss him and never stop. All the feelings you’d had for Heeseung over the years, the lingering glances and short conversations, were bubbling up to the surface all of a sudden. And now, after the emotional conversations you’d had and the turmoil your brain had been through, you knew what you wanted.

You wanted him. In every sense of the word.

“Why don’t we go inside?” You mumbled, chin resting on his chest as he held you, “then you can show me how much you mean it.”

You really hoped Heeseung would catch on to the hidden meaning behind your words, and from the way his eyes widened slightly, you knew he had. A cheeky grin spread across his lips again, the Heeseung you knew returning for a second through the soft and sweet version he had been for the last hour.

He unlocked his front door, pulling you into his apartment and kicking off his shoes. He didn’t even bother turning on the hallway light as he ushered you into his bedroom with him. You looked around quickly, it was so unexplainably Heeseung. There were various band posters on the walls and sports trophies adorning a shelf next to his bed, pictures of him with his teammates and family framed alongside them. You took it all in for a moment whilst he sat down on the edge of his bed, throwing his phone on the bedside table and looking at you, legs spread wide and lap looking inviting.

“Come here baby,” he said, pulling on you when you got close enough to him so that you were standing between his legs. He took your bag off your shoulder, placing it by the foot of his bed before returning his hands to your hips, pulling you close to him so that he could rest his head on your lower stomach.

Your hands fell to his hair, threading through the strands a few times as his eyes fluttered closed. You stood like that for a few seconds, Heeseung’s hands moving around behind you to circle your waist again.

“Are you sure about this darling?” His hands ran across your back a few times, fingers dipping underneath the hem of your shirt briefly, “we don’t have to do anything, we can just talk if that’s what you want. I didn’t bring you back here expecting anything from you.”

“I know you didn’t,” you tugged his hair gently so that he looked up at you. “But I want it, wouldn’t be here with you if I didn’t. I want you Hee.”

The last sentence hung in the air for a second, Heeseung taking in a deep breath at your words before sitting back a little, letting go of you and spreading his legs further.

“Come sit on my lap baby,” he said, patting the empty space that was the perfect size for you. “Want to feel you and kiss you a bit more.”

You obliged so quickly that it was embarrassing, straddling his lap and using his shoulders to steady yourself, settling down so that you were directly over his crotch. He groaned softly when you put your weight on him, a soft moan falling through his lips as he quickly leant forward to kiss you. His hands fell to your bare thighs, gripping the skin tight as he pushed his tongue into your mouth sloppily for the second time that night.

Heeseung moved his hands up to your hips, slowly urging you to grind yourself against his clothed crotch gently as you kissed. You tried to quieten your whines as you felt his cock brushing against you, only then realising how big Heeseung was, the outline alone surpassing Jake’s and that other guy you’d forgotten the name of. You’d have to mention that to him later, he’d have fun bragging about it to Jake at practice.

“Fuck Y/N,” he gripped your hips harder as you grinded over him. “Can’t wait have you around me darling, can already tell you’re going to feel so good.”

“Hee,” you whined, blushing at his words and shifting impatiently on his lap. His lips fell to your neck, brushing softly over the skin there before placing some teasing kisses. His hands moved down to your thighs again, fingertips dipping under the hem of your skirt. You gasped, willing his hands to move higher yet.

“You’ve got to tell me what you want baby, tonight’s all about you,” he said against your neck before biting down softly. His hands kneaded your thighs as his lips worked a red hickey onto the skin by your throat. Hiding that from your brother would be impossible.

“Just want you,” you replied, using your hands to tug his head up to kiss you again. “You can do whatever you want.”

Heeseung laughed against your lips, “not how it works, you’ve got to tell me what you want so I can give it to you, yeah?”

He pulled back to look at you, hands pushing up further under your skirt until they were resting on your upper thighs. His fingers found the hem of your underwear, snapping the elastic on your skin and you gasped softly, eyes glancing down to his arms. The sight of his hands under your skirt was enough to have you soaking through the fabric of your panties and onto Heeseung’s trousers.

“Come on darling, use your pretty mouth,” his thumbs rubbed over the skin on your legs, sending your mind into a spin just from that touch.

“Want your fingers Hee,” you admitted, a red flush on your cheeks. No one had ever asked you what you wanted before, you had no idea how to verbalise how badly you wanted him.

“Yeah baby?” He teased, lips tugging up into his signature smirk, “where? Because I’m already touching you, you need to be more specific for me.”

“Heeseung,” you whined, rolling your eyes. “Don’t make me say it.”

He laughed, “just teasing baby. Want my fingers yeah? Want me to stuff your pretty cunt full of them and stretch you out a bit? Is that what you want?”

He pushed your skirt up higher until it was pooling around your waist, exposing your cute little white panties that were already soaked through with your arousal. Heeseung swore under his breath, running his thumb over your pussy through the fabric. The small jolts of pleasure you felt had you squirming in his lap, brushing over his already painfully hard cock each time.

“Please Seung,” your voice prompted him to rip his eyes away and look at you. “Do something, please.”

“You beg so pretty darling,” his voice was strained as he talked. He was trying so hard to restrain himself, but everything you did was driving him crazy. “Stand up for me, yeah? Let’s get you out of these.”

He helped move you off his lap, his smirk reappearing when he saw the patch of arousal you left staining his trousers. He tugged on your crumpled up skirt, sliding it down your legs before helping you out of the rest of your clothes. For once, you didn’t feel nervous in front of him even though you were completely exposed.

“Fuck,” Heeseung mumbled, tugging you down onto the bed so that your head rested on his pillows. “Have I ever told you how pretty you are? It’s actually insane.”

His hands ran down your sides, kneeling between your legs. He moved back briefly to take his own shirt off, tossing it somewhere in his room before falling back down over you. Your hands went around his neck automatically, bringing his lips back to yours a few times.

You ran your own hands down his body, feeling over his toned chest that had been sculpted by his years of basketball practice. You stopped on his lower stomach, fingers tugging on his belt until he took the hint and kicked his trousers off, never once breaking the kiss.

His fingers made their way back down until he grazed over your cunt, his touch barely there but still sending another jolt of arousal through your body. Heeseung noted that, pulling back to look at you, your own eyes wide.

“Relax for me, let me make you feel good baby,” he mumbled, dipping his head down to kiss over your neck and collarbones, biting over the mark he’d left before. His hand moved back down, his pointer finger circling your clit slowly as you tried your best to hold in any noises.

“Please Seungie,” he stilled at that nickname, arousal shooting straight to his cock. “I need your fingers so badly, don’t want to wait any longer.”

“Fuck, ok darling,” he pushed a finger into you slowly, testing the waters. “Look at that, you’re so fucking wet already. Think you could take more?”

Your hands gripped his shoulders, nodding against him, “please Seung, want to be full. Want to cum on your fingers for you.”

“God you’re always so polite, so good for me,” he kissed you again, biting your bottom lip gently as he pushed a second finger alongside his first. “Your little cunt is so tight baby, don’t know how you’re going to take my cock.”

His pace quickened, fingers pushing into you over and over until he had you clawing at his back and coming over his hand in only a few minutes. You tried not to think about the fact that Heeseung was well practiced, he had a roster longer than anyone else, and he did a good job at keeping your mind off it as he kissed you harshly once you came back down from your orgasm.

“Good girl, did so good,” he slowly took his fingers out of your cunt, bringing them up to his lips and sucking them clean. Your eyes widened, a red flush on your cheeks again at the lewd sight.

“Heeseung!” You pushed his shoulder but he didn’t budge, his large frame still hovering over you, “you’re insane.”

“Mhm,” he mumbled, kissing your lips once again. “Insanely obsessed with you, yeah.”

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes but you couldn’t help the smile on your face.

He kissed you messily, tangling one hand into your hair to tug you closer to him whilst the other propped his body above yours. You could feel his crotch press down onto your thigh, still clad in his boxers but his cock was achingly hard against you. You could feel him grind against you slowly as you kissed, trying to ease the tension he felt.

“Seungie,” you mumbled into his mouth.

“Yeah baby?” He pulled back to look at you, loosening his grip on your hair and smoothing it down a little. The heavy weight of his cock against you was driving you crazy, you never thought you’d want a man as much as you did.

“Please fuck me, waited long enough,” you bucked your hips up against him, a groan ripping from his throat at the contact.

“Alright angel, calm down. I’ll look after you, ok?” The new pet name made more arousal pool in your cunt, Heeseung’s soothing and slightly mocking tone only served to turn you on even more.

He leant up a little to push his boxers down, kicking them off somewhere else. You tried not to look down but you did anyway, your eyes widening at the sight. He was definitely bigger than the other guys you’d been with.

Before you had time to worry, his lips were back on yours, melting any concerns between your lips. He cupped your cheek with one hand, the other sliding down to your thigh and pulling them apart gently to slot himself between them. He pulled back, peppering kisses over your face over and over until the wide eyed look disappeared.

“You ready darling?” You felt him rub the tip of his cock up your cunt, each movement making you want him more. He pushed in gently, the tip pushing past your folds before moving back just to tease you.

“God,” your hands once again clawed at his shoulders. “Need you Seungie, please fuck me.”

“Tsk, need to sort out that dirty mouth of yours, right baby?” He smirked but pushed himself into you regardless, his cock breaching past your hole slowly, “but you’ve been so good to me, going to fuck you so good angel. You’ll forget about all the others, only think about me from now on, yeah?”

He pushed himself into your fully, gripping your hip tight as he tried to hold himself back from fucking into your harshly.

“God baby, your little cunt is so tight around my cock,” he gave an experimental thrust forward as tiny moans tumbled past your lips at the drag of his cock along your walls. “Does it feel good? Tell me how you feel darling.”

“So good Seung, you feel so good,” you moved to kiss him but could only reach his chest, placing hot kisses along the exposed skin. “Feel so fucking full, love it so much.”

“Bet you do angel, no one else can make you feel like this,” he groaned, pistoling his hips into you quicker and cursing the moment he saw his cock bulge in your stomach. “Fuck, you’re making me feel so good Y/N.”

You tugged him down to kiss you finally, messily shoving your tongue into his mouth as he increased his pace into your pussy. He sucked your tongue into his mouth, spit spilling from your lips and down your chin at the action but you didn’t care. Everything Heeseung did was hot to you.

“Hee,” you mumbled, feeling your second orgasm creep up on you. “Hee, please. Want to ride you.”

“Oh fuck,” his head fell to your shoulder at your words, staving off his own orgasm. “Yeah, fuck, go for it angel. Going to cum on my cock for me? Use me to get yourself off.”

He held you close as he turned the two of you over, him lying on his back as you straddled his lap once again that evening. This position had his cock pressing deeper into you, the bulge in your stomach getting bigger. His hands were on your hips, yours resting on his chest as you rolled your hips experimentally.

“Oh my god,” he groaned as you clenched down on him. “Baby I’m not going to last long like this, need you to cum first for me. Can you do that?”

You nodded, bending down to kiss him once again as you increased the pace of your hips. His cock was hitting all the spots inside of you, bringing your orgasm back to the edge as he helped guide your hips over him.

“Fuck Seung,” you whined, hands clawing into his chest. “Want to cum, please? Can I?”

“God,” he screwed his eyes shut at your pleading tone. “Such a good girl, always asking permission. Cum for me darling, want to feel you little pussy cum around my cock.”

That’s all you needed, your orgasm hitting you as you slumped against his chest a little. He held you gently, helping you ride him through your orgasm until you were finished. But you didn’t stop your hips from moving, you wanted him to cum too, you wouldn’t be happy until he had.

“Baby, you need to stop before I cum inside,” he groaned, pressing a kiss to the side of your head, his hands were doing a bad job of stopping you from moving though.

“Want it Hee, please,” you sped up your hips and leant up a little, steadying yourself on his chest. “Cum for me, I want it so bad.”

“Fucking hell,” he clenched his jaw tight, gripping your hips tight and bucking up into you, taking control once again. “Going to fill you up angel, going to breed your tight little cunt so everyone knows your mine. Fuck Y/N, ‘m coming baby.”

His fingers dug little bruises into your skin as he slammed you back down onto him, his cum flooding inside you as he held you close. His hips grinded into you slowly as he wrapped his arms around you and held you against him, pressing kisses to your hair and forehead as he came down from his high.

He was quiet for a moment, catching his breath as you kissed his neck softly, trying your best not to move too much on his lap as you were both sensitive. His hands rubbed up and down your back and into your hair, smoothing it down gently.

“You ok darling?” He asked quietly, moving some of your hair out of the way so he could see your face, makeup smeared around your eyes and lips swollen red.

“Mhm,” you mumbled, body tired. “You were so good Seungie, you made me feel so good. Was it ok for you?”

“Baby,” he cupped your cheeks so you would look up at him, squishing your cheeks a little until they pouted out. “Best I’ve ever had, I can promise you that.” You blushed, hiding your face back into his chest as he laughed softly, “let’s get in the shower, yeah? Then I’ll get us some food and drinks. How does that sound?”

You looked back up, a small smile on your lips, before you leant in to kiss him quickly, “sounds perfect Seungie.”

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You tried to sneak into your house the next morning, clad in your skirt from the previous night and one of Heeseung’s t shirts. You thought you’d managed to make it in safely, not hearing your brother until you opened your bedroom door.

“Your footsteps are so fucking loud,” Jay complained, rubbing his eyes as he leant against his doorframe. He looked across the hall at you, bursting into laughter when he recognised the familiar fabric of his best friends shirt.

“Don’t say anything,” you warned, narrowing your eyes at him. You weren’t looking to have that conversation when the two of you were sleep deprived and a little hung over.

Jay raised his hands up in surrender, “I wasn’t going to, Hee already texted me this morning to tell me that he’d finally made a move. I approve by the way, if you were worrying about it. I’d rather it was Heeseung than Jake.”

“How do you know about Jake?” You asked quietly, wondering what rumours had gone around already.

“Wait, you had something going on with Jake?” He exclaimed, “actually, don’t even tell me. I don’t want to know. I was just coming out here to tell you that I approve, just keep the pda lowkey, alright?”

“Understood Jay,” you said, shuffling back towards you bedroom. “Thanks for the blessing!”

You slammed your door shut behind you, breathing out a sigh of relief once your brother was no longer in your sight. You were glad Jay approved, but you didn’t want to have that awkward conversation with him when you were literally wearing his best friends shirt.

Throwing your bag on your bed, you picked up your phone to reply to some texts, seeing a recent one from Heeseung. He’d offered to walk you home that morning but you denied, needing the time to collect yourself and leaving him with a lingering kiss.

Seung: Hey angel, did you get home alright?

YN: I just did! Jay caught me though :( Can’t believe you told him already!

Seung: What can I say? I was excited.

Seung: Can’t wait to show you off.

Seung: Speaking of, you don’t have classes for a few more hours do you?

Y/N: No, not until 4pm. Why?

Seung: Come watch my basketball practice today, I’ve got a gift for you too :)

Y/N: Oh? What is it?

Seung: You’ll have to come along to find out, we start in an hour so just come along to the gym then. There’s a little seating area you can go to that looks over the indoor court!

Y/N: Hmm, ok, I’ll see you there.

Seung: Can’t wait darling :)

You couldn’t deny the excitement bubbling in your stomach as you started getting yourself ready, you took a long shower and changed into jeans and a long sleeved shirt. It was a little colder now but not enough for a jumper yet, you would be fine like that.

Your forewent makeup since you would just be heading to class afterwards, packing your laptop and any other work you needed before heading off. It was a little earlier than you had intended, so on the way to the gym you stopped by a café, picking up coffee’s for you and Heeseung. You opted to get an iced one for Heeseung, you didn’t think he’d want a hot coffee whilst he was playing basketball.

Sipping on your own drink, you made your way into the gym and to the seating area where you could watch the boys practice. It was sectioned off a little by a low chain that you could easily step over. You spotted Heeseung on the other side of the court, chatting along with someone and sipping from a water bottle. He looked so good in his sports clothes, a tight compression shirt and loose basketball shorts, that you hardly noticed who he was talking to. Upon seeing the other persons face, you caught their gaze and quickly looked away. How did you forget Fuma was also in the team? You didn’t want to imagine what him and Heeseung were talking about.

On the other hand, Heeseung was happily talking to his teammate about you, finally having cleared the air after the previous night.

“Honestly man, don’t even worry about it,” Fuma said with a smile. “I shouldn’t have made a move since I already knew you had a thing for her. That’s on me.”

“I mean, I don’t blame you,” Heeseung sighed dreamily, he was lovesick already. Fuma couldn’t help but laugh. “She’s really amazing.”

“Yeah, yeah, we get it man,” he laughed, eyes flickering over to you in the seating area. “Looks like you’ve got a visitor.”

Heeseung spun around, looking over to where you had already settled yourself down with your coffee, your backpack slung over the other chair. He dropped his bottle into his bag and picked it up, jogging over to you with a huge smile on his face.

“Hey baby,” he breathed out, holding his hands out when he got near enough to tug you out of your chair and into his arms across the chain fence separating the two of you. “Missed you.”

“It’s been less than two hours Hee,” you giggled, melting against his chest.

“Two hours too long,” he kissed the top of your head before pulling back, holding you at arm’s length. He kissed your lips gently, having to bend his head down a little to reach you.

“What were you talking to Fuma about?” You asked, letting your curiosity get the better of you, leaning back in his arms.

“We just cleared the air, there’s no bad blood there darling. He’s fine with it, probably a little mad that it’s not him that’s holding you right now though,” he replied, kissing your lips again until a smile appeared on them.

“Oh,” you mumbled, moving out of his embrace. “I got you an iced coffee, I don’t know if you want it now or after practice or if you even like iced coffee. But I got it anyway.”

He smiled wider yet, his heart growing with each word, “thank you angel, I love iced coffee. I’ll come over and sit with you at half time to drink it.” He dropped his bag on the floor, rooting around in it before pulling out his jersey, ‘LEE 99’ written across the back of it, “here, I want you to wear this whenever you come watch me at practice or at games.”

He helped slip it over your head, smiling softly when he saw how it engulfed your frame, the short sleeves coming down to your elbows and the hem brushing your thighs.

“I feel like a groupie,” you mumbled, a blush coating your cheeks. You tried to play it off but you were warm on the inside, it felt like confirmation from Heeseung that you were his. He was showing you off like he said he wanted to, he was showing everyone that you were there for him regardless of what they thought of you.

“Hm, it would be silly of me not to let everyone know who my girlfriend is though,” he said. “What better way to do it than by giving you my jersey to wear to all our games.”

“Girlfriend?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him, “when was that established?”

“Right now, what? Are you going to say no?”

“Well, no but,” you couldn’t come up with an excuse. You liked his sureness though, the way he knew you would agree without even needing to ask. He had you wrapped around his finger as much as he was wrapped around yours.

“Exactly baby, so you’ll wear the jersey and let everyone see how pretty my girl is, yeah?” He took you back into his arms, hands holding your hips softly.

“Lee Heeseung! Practice started five minutes ago, get your ass over here now before I revoke your captain position!” Heeseung’s coach shouted from the other side of the court, blowing his whistle as the rest of the team started going warmups.

“I’ve got to go darling, I’ll come back over at half time, ok?” He kissed you quickly, “you look really pretty today by the way!” He shouted as he ran off, a goofy smile on his lips.

You couldn’t help your smile that mirrored his, picking his bag up and dropping it on the chair with yours to keep safe. You settled into your chair, quickly checking your unanswered messages from Sunghoon who wanted to know all the gossip from last night. Somehow rumours of you leaving with Heeseung had spread like wildfire, you weren’t surprised.

“So you and Y/N?” Jake said as him and Heeseung passed the ball to each other over and over, “can’t believe you managed to get her to settle down when she was all over Fuma last night too.”

“You better watch your mouth Sim,” he passed the ball a little harder, hitting Jake’s chest. “You know I’ve liked her for a while. Don’t be mad because she didn’t want you. And Fuma knew I liked her too, he was just testing his luck and he fell flat as well.”

“So you two are, like, dating?” He asked, laughing softly at the absurdity. Heeseung hadn’t had a girlfriend for years, he couldn’t imagine either of you settling down.

“Yes actually, so I’d appreciate if you kept my girlfriends name out of your mouth,” he threw the ball one more time before walking back a little, he was done warming up with Jake.

“Hey man, no hard feelings here,” Jake held up his hands in surrender. “I’m not looking to get beaten up again.”

“Good, I won’t hesitate this time,” Heeseung sighed, glancing back over to you to see you looking at him now. A smile made its way onto his face almost immediately, winking at you before turning back to his team.

You watched Heeseung whilst he played, cheering each time he scored a basket and enjoying the match. There were a few others watching in the waiting area, you assumed they were partners of the other boys as they also cheered for different members when they scored. It reached half time and soon Heeseung was jogging over to you, that wide goofy smile never once leaving his lips.

He stepped over the chain to stand in front of you, “can you pass me the towel in my bag baby?”

You rooted around, taking it out and standing up in front of him. You used the towel to dab the sweat off his neck and forehead, the smile on his face only widening at the gesture. He didn’t even need to ask you before you were already taking care of him. His hands found your waist holding you against him as you slung the towel around his neck.

“You looked really good out there,” you said, brushing your fingers through his hair briefly. “Can’t wait to watch you at your games, I’ll be front row.”

“You know, you have to kiss me for every point I score,” Heeseung said, squeezing your waist a little with his signature smirk.

“Oh yeah? How many points did you score today then?” You kissed his cheek softly, his cologne still strong even after the intense workout he’d just had.

“Exactly seven,” he stated proudly, puckering his lips. “So that’s seven kisses, yeah? Come on baby, I deserve it.”

You rolled your eyes, kissing his lips once, “only seven, then you need to rest a bit before you continue playing.”

Heeseung kissed you again, taking his second kiss and hummed against your mouth, “hm, I’d rather do something else than rest right now. Seeing you in that jersey is doing something to me darling, you’ll wear that for me one night right?”

You laughed against him, a genuine laugh, “if you score another seven baskets then I’ll wear it for you tonight.”

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頗勢是是椙菅 晴世政寸 @是裾裾成凄性畝 [before she deactivated]

姓椙世性世制摺成: boxer!jaehyun x reader

摺裾制性裾: fwb!au, romance, angst, smut, slight fboy!jaehyun

晴椙性制世制摺成: swearing, mentions of blood, smut (shower sex, car sex, riding, unprotected [always have safe sex], marking, degradation, dom!jaehyun & sub!reader)

晴勢性雀 頗勢整制政: 21 k (i am so sorry)

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she’s the man, is literally one the best and iconic movies from the 2000s 🙌🏼

hypegirl! | miniseries

PAIRING ▸ soccer player! niki x afab! reader

GENRE ▸ soccerl! au, roommates!au, romance, fluff, angst, humor

SUMMARY ▸ all you want is to join the boys’ soccer team. all niki wants is to get minji’s attention. as roommates, what better than to strike a deal and help each other out? nothing really, except for one glaring issue: your blossoming feelings for said roommate. oh, and the fact that you’re technically supposed to be your brother, kim sunoo. 

AKA a hopefully more sfw version of she's the man? 

NOTES ▸ based off she’s the man (2006), reader is sunoo's sister, reader pretends to be her brother sunoo, like one kiss-let me know if there's anything else i missed!

status ▸ completed (21.10.23)

1. super shy.

2. eta.

3. cool with you.

4. get up.

a/n ▸ hi! happy 500th post and i'm alive somehow... i tried something a slightly different so I’m sorry if it came out a little weird? hopefully you enjoy reading anyways :)  

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𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 – 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

⤥ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤥ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬!𝐀𝐔

⤥ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐯𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞/𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐀 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲'𝐬 𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤.

⤥ 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍, 𝐍𝐂𝐓'𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄'𝐬 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢, 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘'𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚

⤥ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 | 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃

⤥ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝟓𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐄𝐍𝐃: 𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋 𝟏𝟑𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

⤥ 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

⤥ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃

⤥ 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬!

⤥ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: "𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬"

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰 (𝟖.𝟕𝐤)

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍: 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐡

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄: 𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 (𝟐.𝟕𝐤)

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: ...𝐨𝐡 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ❤️

⤥ 𝐏𝐑𝐄-𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐛𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲 (𝟕.𝟗𝐤)

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘: 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐖𝐎: 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟎 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 (𝟗.𝟕𝐤)

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥!!!

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐫𝐚𝐰

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘: 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝟖.𝟐𝐤)

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐓𝐌𝐈?

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬

⤥ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

⤥ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝟕𝐤)

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘: 𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍????

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞

⤥ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰

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