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Long Distance Relationship (Fanfic)

Genre: Fluff Overview: Meeting your long distance BF for the first time I was finally going to see him. For over a year and a half we had been talking back and forth on Kakao. We had originally started talking on a language exchange site where we quickly hit it off and moved to Kakao. We had barely talked before I had first found myself looking down at my phone seeing the notification that he was calling me. CALLING ME! I accepted of course, and oh man; if I could fall in love and marry his voice I would. It was nothing I've ever heard before, it was sweet sounding, not too high but not too low either. I wanted him to read me bed time stories to say the least. From there I slowly got the courage to do video calls. Because of the time change I stayed up late and he would wake up early so that we could see eachother. I thought I wanted to marry just his voice; I was wrong. The way his mouth and eyes smiled when he greeted me every call, the very shape of his nose, his defined jawline, even his bed head hair; they all had my heart. And I was going to see all that in less than 24 hours. In person. I borded the plane with my best friend Jessica. We had gone to high school together and were inseparable. We both were interested in going to Korea and when we had graduated our parents told us they would pay for our trip as a graduation present. I almost passed out from excitement then and it feels like I might again just thinking about seeing him and his country. As I had been counting down the days I probably watched every long distance relationship meeting video and everything Korea related on YouTube (I was kind of a YouTube addict). We sat down in our seats. I was sooooo nervous. Would he actually show up? I've seen videos where they were stood up... No, what we have is real... .. . Am I being naรฏve? No, y/n! Snap out of it! He will be there, waiting for ME. I look over to Jessica and give her a small smile trying to telepathically tell her all of my feelings. It must have worked because she leaned over and rubbed my back and said, "Y/n, it's going to be alright. Once you see him you'll think it was silly to worry. You two have been waiting, what, a year to see eachother? Anyone would be crazy not to want to be with you." At that I gave her a bigger smile and looked out the window. It was going to be a long flight. "Everyone please put your tray tables up and carry-ons under the seats, we are preparing to land." OH MY. ITS TIME. ALREADY?!!!??! I looked at Jessica and she looked at me; we both had huge grins plastered on our faces. "Jess, will you film us meeting for the first time please?" "YouTube?" "Maybe.." "Y/n you're crazy" "Hey now, this is a special moment for me. And plus how else will I go viral?" "Let's just worry about getting off the plane first." And with that we both gathered up our things and exited the plane. I shot him a quick text to tell him that we landed but have to wait to go through custums and get our baggage. He replied with "no problem, can't wait to finally hold you~" I almost melted, right on the floor, just a puddle of y/n. I sent him the heart apeach emoticon in response (or should I say booty man as I like to call him) and caught up with Jessica who was already in line. With luggage in hand and Jessica with the camera, we walked out to the main floor. My eyes locked with his almost instantly, as if my heart already knew where it's other half was. I picked up my speed and did a weird half run half walk type thing to close the gap between us faster that I bet came out very funny on video. When I reached him I couldn't remember if he said something to me; I was too focused on the fact that he was actually in my arms. And I was in his. This felt so surreal. I took a small step back to take all of his features in. He looked even better than his screen self. "I can't believe I'm here," I said. "I can't believe it either. I'm so glad you're here y/n." We hugged again and he ran a hand through my hair and whispered into my ear "You know, I've been waiting a long time to do this." And with that he pulled away for a split second and then crashed his lips onto mine. I was so startled I just stood there for a couple of seconds trying to process what was happening. When I realized that he was kissing me I immediately returned the gesture and leaned into him. It was one of those first kisses that you only see in movies; fireworks going off with a choir in the background and doves flying. Ok, maybe not exactly, but man did it feel good, and so right. Jessica gave a small cough and we both pulled away grinning and blushing a little. I didn't know he could get cuter but he did and I wanted to melt again. "So, are we going to go to the hotel and then get food or are you two just going to kiss all night? I'm starving," said Jessica. I laughed and said "๊ฐ€์ž!" (Let's go! *learning Korean was a hobby of mine). I still couldn't believe I was here, in Korea, with him. He took my hand and gave it a small squeez. I looked up at him and smiled, "I'm so glad I'm here. I'm so glad I finally get to hold you. I'm so glad I can spendsome time with you." He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the top of my head. "I'm glad too." And with that, hand in hand, and Jessica kind of third wheeling (sorry Jess) we walked out of the airport. Thank you for reading this fluff stuff. This was my first time writing so hopefully you enjoyed ! This story was inspired by some events that happened to me haha.. . Not at the video call stage though, I only have friends in Korea, no love interests. But I still do want to marry my friends voice lololol.
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Trauma Ch.13
Who: Reader x Kim Junmyeon What: Angst, Romance, Smut Story: You're just two trauma filled people trying to live normal lives... but trauma is a bitch Y/N's POV You and Junmyeon walked out of your communications class excited about the grade you received. You were also notified that you two got the highest grade in the class. The professor said, he found that you two could work well with each other and provided a good amount of information and a strong argument in both your written paper and your presentation. You felt like you were walking on a cloud you were so happy. You were laughing with Junmyeon as you stepped out of class and said, "I can't wait to show pa-" you stopped yourself. Whenever you got a really good grade you were excited to show it to your father. You could hear him in your head telling you how great of a daughter you were and that you were only going to make him proud so long as you kept up that effort. No matter how often the bad moments, there were good ones with your father and you were happiest when you felt he was proud of you. Still, your father's last words to you came to your mind as you thought about the fact that he couldn't separate you from your mother in his mind. In truth, he didn't love you enough. That hurt you to the core and you did everything you could to ignore that pain and shield yourself from it. Junmyeon was able to pick up on something being wrong with you. Minseok confirmed it as well when he asked you if you were alright some times. They had a more compassionate concern for you than just checking to make sure you were doing well. You thought you were hiding it well enough but with that recent slip up, Junmyeon had caught you red handed in how you were feeling. He stopped you by grabbing your hand and getting you to turn and face him. "What's going on inside that head of yours?" He asked. "Nothing." Junmyeon had a grin like his old sarcastic remarks were going to come back but he didn't say anything. He hugged you instead and asked you if you regretted seeing your father while he was being held. As far as you were aware, he finally took your offer but he kept away from you. It was for the best but deep down you never truly wanted to push your father out of your life. In the end, it was him who pushed himself out. You couldn't make excuses for him anymore. "So much has happened in such a short amount of time. From dating you, to finding out where my mother had been all this time and my father trying to kill me and going to jail then telling me he doesn't love me. So much to ruin my life has happened, sometimes I just- I just wish it was the way it used to be." You confessed. "I get it, it's hard to accept what you father said to you. Still, you can move on with your life without worrying about being abused. Isn't that a good thing?" "It is." Your eyes shifted to a corner of the room. That was enough to make Junmyeon ask if you were sure about what you said. You didn't know how to explain how you felt especially after you had already declared that they were your family, the guys and Junmyeon. You loved Junmyeon so much, even as you looked at him again you couldn't help but smile. Someone actually understood your pain, he understood you. He loved you, for once someone had chosen you. "I've just lived so long thinking my father chose me. I always believed he loved me so to hear him say what he said- it was like hearing my mother confess that she chose her own pain over me.... It feels like some strong force is pushing their weight down on my heart, like its trying to test how much pain I can take. I guess deep down I'm always wondering if this blissful happiness is going to be taken away." "Is that why you were so hesitant on telling me how you felt?" You nodded. "I was afraid that if I admitted how I felt about you than you would break my heart. I just felt like it was inevitable and I didn't think I could take anymore of that kind of pain. It feels like I'm one step away from breaking sometimes." He kissed you gently, swiping your lips up in a divine caress. His hand sweetly lifting your chin so he could get a better angle. You felt his smile on your lips and your own smile grew. When he pulled away, you looked him in the eyes with a brilliant smile. He chuckled and cupped your face with both his hands. "You're too cute." He revelled. You laughed, "Thank you!" "I love you. If you break, I'll put you back together but before that happens I'm going to do everything in my power to keep you from falling apart. If I fail to protect you, you at least know Minseok has your back." You laughed, "That's true." "I just want you to know, even if your parents didn't chose you. I love you. I chose you." Your grin grew even larger and you placed your hands on his chest playfully. "I know and I'm so happy you did!" He laughed and you two walked down the hallway together before you had to split up. Junmyeon had work after class and you wanted to study for an up coming test for your late night class. You were on your way to the library when Seohyun saw you and stepped up to you. She looked like she detested you even more now than she did before. She didn't seem like the type that was so in love with Junmyeon to begin with. To you, she was more like a woman that wanted to make a conquest and couldn't stand her efforts being thwarted. You had tried not to think about the night Junmyeon got drunk. You didn't want to drive yourself crazy with the possibility of what may have happened. Besides, Junmyeon said so himself that he chose you. He loved you so there was nothing Seohyun could say or do that would break you two up...you hoped. "Look at the little princess, walking around as if she were blessing the commoners with her presence." She mocked. "You're the only one in all of Uni that believes any of that Seohyun." "Are you sure about that? Minseok seems to believe you're so innocent," she reached out to flick a piece of your hair like it was a nasty bug, " you're nothing but a leech." "I think between the two of us you're the real blood sucker." She gave you a nasty grin but she clearly didn't like the fact that you weren't very moved by her insults. She hated you more than you thought possible for any one person to hate a human being. You wondered if this really had anything to do with Junmyeon. It couldn't be just because he chose her could it? Seohyun walked up closer to her, her long legs gave her a slight height advantage over you and perhaps she got close in hopes of intimidating you but you dealt with your father who was far more scary when he was having a manic episode. Compared to him, Seohyun was the littlest fish in the pond. She turned her nose up to you and spoke down at you as she said, "You remind me of the story of the fox king. You know how he tricked the tiger into walking behind him and making all the other animals scared. The tiger believed the fox was really King but I was all a farce," she leaned closer to you and said, "But he was just a lying little weakling. You think just because you've got a crew behind you that you're untouchable but I'll show you who the real royal is here. Get ready to watch your little happy kingdom fall apart princess." She had this large evil grin like she just knew this threat would get to you. You looked her straight in the eyes and said, "Okay." You walked past her but stopped and turned to her after a few steps, "By the way, if I really am the fox and you're the tiger in that analogy, doesn't that mean I'm still smarter than you?" You chuckled when you saw her eye twitch and her hands ball into fists. You made your way to the library to study and after you took your test in class later on that evening you stopped by starbucks to get a coffee. You sat down in the store so you could catch up on some news on your phone. You had actually texted Junmyeon to see if he wanted to come over to your place later on that night when he got off of work. While you were waiting for an answer and immersed in news stories, someone had seen you in the store and walked over to your table. "Mind if I join you?" A woman's voice came from the front of the table. You looked up from your phone in shock, "Seol?" She gave a weak smile but she looked better now than she did when you and Junmyeon met her again. "Can I have a seat?" She asked. You sighed, "Well it's public seating I don't see why not." She pulled out the chair in front of you and she sat down. You two stared at each other in awkwardness. You were wondering what she was doing here. Her hair was up in a ponytail except for a few strands in the front that framed her face. She wore a lavender turtleneck sweater and a tan velvet pencil skirt. She looked girlish even though her face showed signs of aging. She pulled the loose strand behind her ear and chuckled nervously, "I should've taken better care of myself, maybe I'd look better than this." You stayed silent, you didn't really know what to say. Your phone buzzed on the table letting you know that you had recieved a text message, probably from Junmyeon. You stayed staring at her. "Aren't you going to answer that?" She asked. "It's a text message, the message will still be there." She nodded but looked disappointed in your demeanor towards her. Your heart hurt sitting in front her like this. You never wanted to be on opposite ends of your mother. You wanted her to love you and hug you. As a child, you always imagined what it would be like if she came back home, you hoped that she would embrace you and tell you that she had to go away for some crazy important reason. Since you were a child, you might've accepted any feeble reason as to why she disappeared. You were still having problems with accepting the real reason why she left you and your father. "Let me first apologize. Everything I did to you and your father wasn't just unfair it was selfish. You were right, I had a responsibility as your mother despite losing Haejin. I should've at least chosen you and I didn't. I regret every moment I spent away from you especially to find out what your father did to you while I was gone." She said. "Well it's great that you know and understand that but what are you doing here?" "I want a chance. You said that as long as I didn't recognize my mistakes that we would never be a family again-" "So what you just think showing up in Seoul and apologizing is going to make everything better?" "No." "I still can't wrap my head around the reason you left. " "I know Y/N please just hear me out." She begged. You calmed yourself with a soft sigh and leaned back in your chair to look at her. You two really did look alike she was just older, more worn and you wondered if holding on to your own bitterness would result in you looking the same. Where you really staring at the reflection of your future self or could everything change? Your father wanted nothing to do with you anymore but your mother wanted to repair the broken bridge. Your heart was reluctant, it was scared of extending the olive branch. At anytime, your whole world could fall down. Seohyun didn't even have to lift a finger, all she'd have to do was wait and watch....Or.... you could give your mother a chance. The chance you had always hoped for and let her work her way back in. "Fine." You said. "I don't know what I have to do for you to let me back into your life but I want to try. Not because you guilt tripped me or to clear my conscious but because you are my daughter. I want you to have family." "I do have family. Minseok and Jongin, Eunha, Junmyeon and my other friends. They're my family." "They're not your blood." "Yeah well that wasn't enough last time was it?" You snapped her. You sighed to calm down again. You were trying but you were angry. She hung her head, she knew you were pissed and she knew you had every right to be. She was at least trying though. You were trying to reason in your head to give her a chance but you were scared. When you were intent on finding her to get answers for why she left, there was a small slither of hope that her excuse would be good enough so that you two could work on building a relationship. She was the only blood relative that you had left. "I brought this for you." She said. She pulled out a small locket in the shape of a seashell. It was gold and well kept but you remembered it from when you were a kid. That one time you accompanied Haejin and your mother out on the town. You couldn't remember how you got it but you remembered your mom showing you how to put the pictures inside the locket. She had placed it on the table and you reached out to grab it. You opened it to see your baby picture on one side and your mother on the other side. You were supposed to have matching lockets but your father threw yours away. "You took this with you when you left?" You asked. "I did." "But you said that taking me would remind you of everything you left. Why would you take this with you?" "Because despite everything- I did love you very much and while taking you with me would've been a reminder of the life I was trying to leave behind- you were still my daughter. It was my only way of keeping a piece of you without placing you in the middle of a war with your father and me." She said. You looked up at her trying not to cry. You felt like her taking the locket with her meant something. She still left you but she didn't completely forsake you as her daughter. The necklace meant there was hope, at least to you, there was something that could be built. "I- I need some time but-," Your phone buzzed and you were about to ignore it when you realized it was a phone call instead of a text this time. The number wasn't familiar. You usually didn't answer unknown numbers but it had caught your attention anyway. You picked it up to answer it and said, "Hello?" "Ms. Jeon?" "This is her?" "This is officer Yong with Seoul City police department, we need you to come down to the station as soon as possible." He said "The police station? Why?" "I believe the matter is something that should be discussed in person. Please get here immediately." "Al-alright. I'm on my way." You hung up the phone and stood up. You gathered your things but your mother stood up with you worried. "Is everything alright?" "I'm not sure. They want me down at the police station." You said. "I'll go with you." You didn't even refuse. You hurried to the police station by cab with your mother. You met Officer Yong who led you down to the morgue and asked you to identify a body for them just as a formality. He told you that their parole officer went to go see Inho at his home for their first meeting. He never showed up to the meeting so they made a house call but when they got in the house they found him dead. You didn't believe your father would do such a thing. There was no way your father would kill himself but when you got down to the morgue to confirm the body you broke down in heavy tears. You tried to run over to the table he laid on. "No! Papa!" You screamed. Your mother grabbed a hold of you. Officer Yong tried to have the coroner cover the body. He tried to help your mother take you back to the main hall. You dropped to your knees in tears. Your body was shaking, "How- did this happen?" You cried. "There were cuts to his wrist but we haven't found a suicide note." The officer said. "My ex husband was bipolar, he experienced manic episodes it's possible he didn't take his medication." You shook your head, "That doesn't make sense. Papa had manic episodes before, some where he was depressed but he never hurt himself." "I don't mean to speak out of turn but wasn't he recently charged with aggravated assault against you?" Officer Yong said "So you're saying he aggravated assaulted himself?" You shot back. Your mother patted your back and offered you another tissue before she looked back at the officer. He sighed and asked you if you knew of anyone that might want to hurt him but you didn't know of anyone your father knew outside of work. His coworkers preferred to keep away from him because of his attitude. It was looking like suicide was the only real option but it peaked the police's curiosity that he didn't leave a note. "Not everyone leaves a note to be quite honest and it's up to the coroner to determine whether or not the wounds on him were truly self inflicted." "Why did you call me here? If you already considered it to be suicide why bring me here to see that?" You cried. Officer Yong looked away with shameful eyes and your mother picked up on it. "Was my daughter a suspect?" She asked. You looked at her confused for a moment and then saw her stand up to ask Officer Yong the question again. You looked at the officer not even realizing that might've been a possibility. Officer Yong sighed and said, "I told you it was just a formality. We have to check." "Check to see if I staged my own father's suicide?" "You're the only one we could pin point that had a motive. After all, he assaulted you and had you in the hospital in a coma for three days." "He's still my father! I was the one to offer him the deal so he didn't go to jail. I dropped the charges for him. I never wanted him to die." You said. You couldn't get any angrier, you were only hurt. Officer Yong apologized but he had to ask you for an alibi. Thankfully you were with the boys around the time of death so anyone of them could've confirmed your whereabouts. While you were lucky enough to have someone confirm where you were, you were also angry. Why would your father suddenly take his life? It couldn't have been because he believed he didn't have anyone else. He had purposely kicked you out of his life. Why did he do this? You went home without your mother and crawled into bed. You tried to make yourself disappear into the sheets. You wanted to stay there and never leave. There was a knock on the door that you had ignored until you heard Junmyeon's voice from the other side. You didn't feel like moving to open it up for him though. You just texted him where the spare key was. You heard Lady meowing at him as he entered your bedroom. "Y/n? What's going on? Are you playing a game?" He asked. You felt the bed sink from his weight and he pulled the covers from off your head. You couldn't even look at him but he could tell from your look something was wrong. "What's wrong? Don't tell me your father came back to harrass you?" "My father's dead." You said weakly. "What?" "He killed himself." Junmyeon looked at you shocked and quite disturbed as well. A single tear floated from one eye and across the bridge of your nose. Junmyeon let out a pained sound. He sank down so he could see your face, "I'm sorry." He said. "I'm not meant to be happy am I?" "Why say that?" "Anytime I feel like I'm top of the world...something happens that has me crashing down. I don't want this anymore." "Want what exactly? " You heart panged so hard it felt like someone took a hammer to it. You felt like someone had crushed your spirit and was stealing your life force from you. You felt like you couldn't breathe. "I don't want this pain." "Then give it to me. Give me everything you have, I'll do what ever I can to take it away." You tried not to cry but the tears came down even more. Junmyeon wrapped his arms around you and you moved so close to him you could've sank into his body. You shook your head, "Everyone wants to protect me but it doesn't work. Seohyun might be right, I am just a weakling. I'm sick of all this trauma in my life." "Seohyun is a sadistic bitch that is only interested in hurting people for her own sake. She's wrong about you, there's nothing weak about you." Junmyeon argued. You stared into space as you laid there. Junmyeon wanted to help you, you knew he did but you weren't sure he could. Seohyun was right, your happiness was crashing down around you..... "Wait a minute." You blinked. You sat up as you thought about what Seohyun said to you at Uni. Was that a coincidence or was she telling you exactly what she had done? "That bitch." You whispered. "What? What did you just realize?" Junmyeon asked. You threw the covers off of you and jumped out of bed. You got your shoes back on and stormed out of the house. You asked him for Seohyun's address. He was hesitant on giving it to you but you were determined to get it from him no matter what. He could tell you were angry. He gave you the address and you took a cab all the way to her place. The butler answered the door when you two got there and you burst into the house walking right past him looking for Seohyun. "Song Seohyun get your ass down here and face me right now!" You yelled in the foyer. Junmyeon came to your side, "Y/N what's going on, what are we doing here?" Seohyun came downstairs, hair brushed over her shoulder wearing a red dress with a slit up the side and her shoulders exposed. She looked like she was ready to enjoy either a nice evening with a date or go to the club to choose her next victim. That smug smile on her face made you furious. Your hands balled into fists and as she descended to your level you said, "You did it didn't you? You're the reason my father killed himself." She chuckled, "Oh that poor fool went and did that to himself? He's as weak as you, maybe even more so. All because your mother had an affair with a woman." She chuckled even as your nails dug into your palms. Adrenaline pumped through you and red flashed past your eyes. Her smile needed to be erased. You felt a dangerous kind of anger towards her. The kind of anger that made a person kill. You tried to hold it back. Junmyeon grabbed your shoulder trying to calm you. "You're sick. You did all of this for what?" you seethed "Well I wouldn't have found it necessary if your little friend didn't have all my pictures erased. I told you I was going to take down your little kingdom princess. You're nothing. You think you're a smart little fox because you have Minseok behind you? Without any of them- you're just a pathetic little girl who's mommy didn't love her enough to stay." There was nothing holding you back anymore. You snapped and punched her across her jaw. She hit the floor with a hard thud, her hand went to her face and tears stung her eyes. She tried to exercise her jaw to release the pain. The butler threatened to call the police and you were close to telling him to do so. "What do you know about ANY of this! How could you even know about that affair?" You growled. She looked up at you with piercing hate in her eyes. She tried to grin again but it proved to be a little too painful for her. Her eyes shifted from you to Junmyeon as she said, "How do you think?" You looked back at Junmyeon in a painful shock. Junmyeon looked from Seohyun to you. He looked just as shocked as you. "You told her?" You asked. "The night he got drunk to be exact." She added salt in the wound. You turned back to her and snapped, "You say one more word and I swear to you the next punch I land will break your jaw." "You need to leave." The butler said. "No don't let her go, call the cops instead." She said standing up. You were about to hit her again and the butler was about to go make the call when a voice at the top of the stairs said, "There's no need." Everyone looked up and an older man descended the stairs. Seohyun called out to him, her father it seemed. He was cold towards her while she was trying to get comfort from him. He was staring you in the eyes, one hand in his pocket and the scar on the right corner of his lip made him look even more shady than you were sure he already was. "My daughter's actions towards you will be thoroughly punished I assure you. You've done enough in my home however, I'll have to ask you to leave." He said. "But Appa-" "You will not say another word!" He yelled at her, she jumped, startled that her father spoke to her so aggressively, "You've done enough damage already. Now please-- show yourselves out." Mr. Song turned away from you and grabbed Seohyun by the back of her neck practically dragging her into another room. It briefly reminded you of how your father would sometimes reprimand you. Junmyeon stepped up and touched your shoulder begging you to leave, you swatted his hand away, "DON'T you touch me." You stalked out of the Song home, Junmyeon following behind you pleading with you to listen to him. You were hurt, the one person you loved betrayed you. You had a slight hope that your father might one day see you as his daughter again but that possibility had been erased by the carelessness of Junmyeon's drunken lips and Seohyun's vindictive heart. 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Trauma Ch.11
Who: Reader x Kim Junmyeon What: Angst, Romance, Smut Story: You're just two trauma filled people trying to live normal lives... but trauma is a bitch Y/N's POV "Wait a minute, I'm a little confused. Start from the beginning." You said. Your mother looked at Junmyeon than you again. She sighed and her thumbs toyed with each other as she started to explain her story. "Haejin and I were very close in high school. We had a brief moment where we kissed and that's what started it all. Our generation wasn't very accepting of those kinds of relationships so, when we graduated we decided to end our secret affair. We went to different colleges and started our own lives-" "So when did you two decide to hook back up? Before or after you got pregnant with us?" You asked. There was spite in your voice, you were angry and annoyed with her. Being able to face her was both therapeutic and upsetting. You always envisioned her living a grander life, having a new husband and a new family. You always wondered if you had disappointed her, if you weren't enough for her but here she was in front of you looking the opposite of what you imagined or even remembered. Your mother had class, and smarts, she had an alluring smile that was magnifying. When everyone said you looked like your mother, you felt it was the biggest compliment to you because she was the most beautiful woman you knew. Now, as you looked at her face: old, worn, tired with half life and watching her sit slightly hunched over you felt disgrace and pity. You didn't want to be compared to her and as you listened to her story you wanted even less to be known as her daughter. "When you were four, Haejin spotted me in Itaewon. We rekindled our friendship. We caught up and talked about our families and as time went by, those feelings showed themselves again. I don't think they ever went away. We just knew it wasn't possible. We knew it was wrong but- we loved each other." She said. "I remember her coming over and you two talking alot. It seemed like a normal friendship even when Papa wasn't around." "If you had seen us, even by accident, I wouldn't have been able to explain it to you. I knew your father would be hurt if he found out and children are prone to slipping up. You once told your father she was over the house could you imagine how he would've reacted if he knew about the affair?" "Gee, I don't know. Perhaps he would've tried to kill you kinda like he tried to kill me two weeks ago." She looked at you wide eyed. Her hand went to her heart and you felt yourself cringe from her reaction. Despite it being genuine, you felt like her concerns for you weren't real enough. "Inho tried to kill you? How is that possible he adored you?" "But he hates you!" You snapped. "You left him, us , without a trace, without a fucking reason Seol; what did you expect? He's bipolar and he was hurt and everytime he looked at me he saw you. He saw the woman that broke his heart, that abandoned him. The woman who took vows to stand beside him for life and just threw it to the fucking wind. He hated me for looking like you so for fifteen years I was caught in between my father's war of loving me as his daughter and hating me as yours. He went off his meds, back and forth from dotting father to raging asshole. All so I didn't repeat the cycle. I couldn't turn out like you. I couldn't leave him because he wouldn't survive, because of the selfish decisions you made, my childhood was a living hell." "Y/N I'm sorry." She said. Her voice scratched like she was trying to hold back tears. She almost sounded pathetic but you were too upset to even care how she felt. You didn't think she had the right. You stood up ready to leave but she cried out for you. "Y/N let me explain please." You whipped around stalking up towards her, your eyes burned with tears threatening to spill over but even more anger and hatred towards her spilled out. "Explain what? Explain how all this time you were a twenty five minute train ride away? Explain why you didn't call or visit? Explain why you never said a fucking word and just walked out on me! I was your own flesh and blood and you abandoned me to a wolf!" Junmyeon stood up and grabbed you; he held you tightly to him. Your chest heaved up and down and you willed all your emotion to stay down, to just wait until she couldn't see how much your heart was breaking. As angry as you were with your mother, deep down you wanted to forgive her. You wanted her to have a good reason why she disappeared, one worth accepting so that as you lost your father you gained your mother. When the trees bloomed in spring, she would take you to the park, you two would walk around and she'd ask you what you saw in the park. You watched clouds together and visited the Han river at night. When it snowed, she would have a snowball fight with you and drink hot chocolate with you under blankets while you all watched movies. Your early life was filled with childhood memories you clung to because they were beautiful and distant. They seemed untouchable but it was all you ever desired. You lived with hope you'd have your family back one day and when that hope died you just wanted your father to love you. All you ever wanted was someone to love you and it felt like your cat might've been the only one truly did. You calmed down and pulled away from Junmyeon but when you looked up at him you realized something...he cared about you. You two slept together but it wasn't just sex, if it was, why would he do all of this: comfort you and go with you to visit your estranged mother. Someone that wasn't invested wouldn't do this. Yet, you were afraid that you weren't capable of a healthy love; you didn't really know what that was. You were subservient to Heechul, was that why he cheated? You held your own secrets from him, you kept him locked out but you were at his beck and call. Minseok was always your friend, staying close to you, making sure you were alright but there was never anything romantic between you two. You didn't really understand what it meant to be in love. You looked back at your mother, calm now and Junmyeon had you sit back down. "I left because I felt guilty for Haejin's death. In the midst of our affair, her husband started to suspect that she was cheating with another man. She was afraid of his temper but she also loved you," she looked to Junmyeon. He didn't look like he wanted to hear much about his mother. Perhaps she read that on his face because she looked back to you. "Haejin thought it was best if we just went back to our normal lives. We had families we had to end it. Haejin wanted to get back home early that night but I begged her to stay a little longer. We slept together and then she left. That was the last time I saw her." She said. "They had a fight the night before she died." Junmyeon said putting pieces together. "I think he became so convinced about her affair that he tried to drag the truth out of her. It's possible she confessed to the affair or even confessed she was sleeping with a woman but if I didn't ask her to stay- if I hadn't coaxed her into staying later she might still be alive. The guilt ate away at me for three years, I was living with my own family and hers had fallen apart. I couldn't live with myself, I needed a new start so I decided to leave, I didn't tell your father because he would've chased me. I knew how much he loved me he would've fought for me but that only meant I would break his heart more in the process because I didn't love him." "So why didn't you take me?" "Because you were a reminder of the life I was trying to leave behind. You tied me to your father and I had to cut the tether to escape. But, the pain of my sins are like heavy weights forcing me to the ground." "You can't take the blame for other people's actions." you said annoyed. "Isn't that what you're doing to me? Blaming me for what your father has done." "No I'm blaming you for the choices you made. You knew dad was bipolar so you knew the risks of leaving him abruptly. You didn't love him yet everyday you pretended you did, you broke his heart. As my mother, you were responsible for protecting me and you didn't. I don't blame you for the abuse, he's the one that hit me but I do blame you for starting the chain of events that led to it. Your actions were reckless and you never once stopped to consider who you were affecting in the process you didn't care. Out of all the decisions you made, I blame you the most for not choosing me." You said. "I did choose you. I thought you were safe with your father." "You thought I was safe with the mentally ill man that you knew wasn't even responsible enough for taking his own medication. I remember that mom, you counting his pills and crushing them in his drinks. You assumed everything would be fine, you hoped it would be fine so he could assume the role that you no longer wanted. If that was the case you should've never had me in the first place.... You chose your grief over your own daughter. For ten years, I adored you as much as I adored papa, I moved in you. For nine months, your womb was my home and even that connection wasn't enough for you to pick me. What your responsible for is robbing me of a decent childhood by leaving me with a man with a mental illness. That's what I blame you for and your refusal to recognize that what you did was more destructive than how you could've handled it is what's going to keep us from ever being together. I thought papa was the only family I had left... Now it's clear to me I really have no one." You and Junmyeon stood up and you headed for the door. You reached the front only to look back and see Junmyeon handing Seol the picture of his mother. He found out a lot too which meant you both needed time to process. You and Junmyeon went back to Seoul in silence; you both held hands and leaned on each other for comfort on the train. Junmyeon saw you home even though his place was closer to the train station. You both stood at your front door in silence for a moment. Junmyeon couldn't bring himself to look at you. You gave a bitter laugh and said, "Don't tell me you're blaming me too." He looked up at you like he had come out of a daze. "What? What would I blame you for?" He asked. "For being that women's daughter. She had just as much of a hand in destroying your family as she did mine and I look like her-" He kissed you, his movement to your lips was swift, he cupped your face between his thumb and forefinger and his lips were soft against yours. When he pulled away you looked at him almost like a puppy. "I'm not your father Y/N. I'm not like him at all. There's just a lot we found out today. I need- we both need to sort through what we learned." You agreed but you partly wondered if he was already pulling away from you. You walked into the house but you noticed as soon as you unlocked the door he was already walking away. A part of you regretted asking him to come along. You thought about everything that happened though, you were just as guilty of pulling away from him as well. You two were doing this dance of getting close and pulling away. So many things from your past made it complicated to keep a proper relationship. When you were with Heechul, hiding your past and your father's abuse was easy. It was something that you had done all your life. Junmyeon was aware of everything, being this open with someone that wasn't Minseok was new. Your fear that he was with you because he knew your trauma had subsided and was replaced with the fear that he didn't want to be with you because you were your mother's daughter. He said that he wasn't anything like your father but you felt him moving space between you two. .... You were at Cheong Jin Ok, despite not having a hangover you ordered the hangover cure anyway. You spun a coin on the table while you waited. Only three days had passed since you and Junmyeon discovered so much about your mothers and it was still hard to process everything. You weren't bothered by the fact that she was in love with Haejin; what bothered you was that they had an affair. They could've just left their husbands. Though, you started to wonder how well that would've gone for Haejin. It sounded as though Junmyeon's father had exhibited abusive behavior long before he killed his mother. It made some sense, he didn't just go mad and kill her because she had an affair unless he was already the type to get dangerously aggressive. He did this when Junmyeon was seven, you wondered just how much of his father's abuse he remembered. You wondered if he ever even saw it. You were lost in your own thoughts when someone sat down in front of you. It took you a moment to realize it but you looked up to see Heechul smiling at you. For a moment, it reminded you of when you two first met. He had that glow about him, all kinds of charisma but there was a slight reminder of your father in him. The way you felt like you could never make him happy. That you were never really enough to begin with. You wondered if he ever loved you, you were...infatuated with him. Maybe it was the same for him, but what made him captivated with you? "Boo." He said with a soft smile. "Boo." "What are you doing here alone? Couldn't find a date?" Heechul was always a little too harsh. He may have meant it as a joke but it pierced through you a little. "Didn't really want one." you answered. The waiter stopped by and placed your hangover cure in front of you. The waiter asked Heechul if he was ready to order and he informed him he wasn't getting anything, much to your relief. You half expected him to try and turn this into an awkward kind of date. "You don't look like you need a hangover cure." he said. "I don't but at the same time I do." "Where's that guy that's always attached to you. Junmyeon, right?" "I don't know probably at home or hanging out with the guys.... He's not always attached to m-you think he's always attached to me?" Heechul chuckled, he rested his chin in his hand as he looked at you. "He was there everyday while you were in the hospital. Right by your bed side; he was pissed off I even showed up to see you." "You came to see me?" Your voice projected more hope and happiness than you meant it to. It was a given the Junmyeon by your side at the hospital; you figured he wanted to make sure you were safe because of everything that happened. He was the first one you saw when you woke up, he even kissed you. Heechul coming to see you in the hospital meant something to you, the feeling of not being wanted felt a little less heavier than before. That rose a question in you that you never thought to ask before, "Why did you even go out with me?" You asked. His eyebrows rose like he wanted to know where that question came from but then he sank his chin down in his hand and puffed up his cheek. You could tell he was thinking but for a moment his eyes wandered off and you wondered if he was ever going to answer your question. Normally, you wouldn't even talk to him, any one that hurt you, you kicked them out of your life. Although, your most recent revelation that you did the same thing your father did when your mother left made you realize you were following the same path. You still had your reservations when it came to Heechul but you were trying to resolve your problems not create more. Part of that resolution was facing them. "You're really cute." Heechul said. He wasn't even looking at you when he said it. He finally turned to look at you though and you just blinked at him. You could feel a blush rising up once again reminding you of when you two first met. He smiled at your look and said, "You've got big eyes and a really pretty smile. You've got this gravitational pull about you that makes it hard to not want to get close." "But you never got close." "I tried- you wouldn't let me. Minseok was your go to person and that was annoying to me because you were a different person with him, he knew secrets that as your boyfriend I think I should've known. Or at least you could've trusted me with. The more you kept me out the more frustrating it was." "Is that why you cheated?" He got quiet for a moment. Neither one of you talked about it. You never talked about your relationship the way you should've. No wonder it never worked out between you. If he hadn't hit you back, you might've forgave him, you might've gone back to him if he said he wanted you. Instead, you tried pushing everyone out. Siwon and Ryeowook were hard to push out though, when you saw Siwon again you couldn't push him away. It felt too good to know that he was really your friend. You never really seemed to lack friends in your life, you were lucky enough for that. So was it completely impossible for you to "fall in love?" "I cheated because I wasn't satisfied by you." You felt like he just threw a rock at your head. Even though you were offended by that, you did consider that the only reason you ever slept with him most times was because he wanted to have sex. "Next time just take a knife and stab me in the chest, it would hurt a lot less." You said sarcastically. He laughed, "Look, I didn't mean it to hurt your feelings but the truth is that you weren't connected with me. You were always somewhere else. It didn't even seem like you enjoyed it so I felt like I was just screwing a doll." "Geeze do you have to describe it like that?" You both laughed together and it seemed to be a good genuine moment that would lead to some healing. You still needed time but Heechul might not be so bad to hang around again. You enjoyed your time with him at the bar. As you two talked, he made some comments that annoyed you and ones that made you laugh but it reminded you a lot of the initial bliss when you two first hooked up. "Why did you come here alone anyway?" He asked suddenly. "Umm. I just kinda wandered in." You said. Heechul had followed you out of the restaurant and was walking with you down the street. "More secrets huh?" He teased. "It's the truth. I was just walking around lost in thought and my stomach started grumbling so I walked in to eat. What were you doing in there alone?" "I wasn't in there to begin with, I just saw you in there and decided to annoy you." "What's up with you guys always wanting to annoy me?" You smiled. Heechul pushed his finger into your cheek making you laugh. He claimed it was fun seeing your different expressions. He liked your eyes, your father liked them too. That's why he loved your mother, her eyes were expressive and large. He used to describe them like large black holes pulling you in against your will. It was the one advantage you had to never being alone. It didn't seem like either of you had a destination but you stayed together for the majority of the day, even as the clouds began to roll in. You forgot about what it was like dating him, this seemed like a newer experience to you, although, deep down you missed Junmyeon. His radio silence was disturbing and your trial with your father was coming up soon. "So what's up with you and that guy anyway? He ask you out yet?" Heechul asked. "Why do you want to know?" "Just wondering is all. It's obvious he's in love with you." You chuckled, "What?" "Oh I forgot it's obvious to everyone but you." You stopped in your tracks. You grabbed his hand to stop him and looked at him curiously. "Did he tell you that?" You asked. Heechul laughed, "He didn't have to it's obvious. Not to mention he hates when I come around. I have a sneaking suspicion it has more to do with the fact that I'm your ex rather than that I hit you. Which, I suppose I never apologized for." He took your hand in his and kissed the back of it before he cupped your cheek with the other hand. "I'm truly sorry for hurting you, not just physically but emotionally as well. I'm an asshole but you know this by now." He said. You burst out laughing and swatted his hand away from your cheek. "You really are an ass, but I suppose I can forgive you just this once. Just don't go taking advantage of my kindness." "As an asshole I can't promise that." You rolled your eyes but he laughed at you. You two started walking again but you brought up what he said before. "So you really believe he's in love with me?" You said. "You know if you were an anime character you'd have little sparkles in your eyes right now." "Heechul." "Yes, he likes you. He's in love with you, in an annoying capacity actually. From what I've heard you two already slept together, if that was all he wanted from you then he wouldn't have gone through all the trouble he went through " That may have been true but you wondered if he still felt the same after everything he had learned. You hadn't attempted to call him because you wanted to give him time. You thanked Heechul and gave him a hug before running off but you heard him asking you what he did to be thanked for. You headed to Minseok's place hoping to find Junmyeon there. You knocked on the door and Jongin answered. He welcomed you in. "Is Junmyeon here?" You asked. He shrugged, "I don't know I just woke up. Let's see." Jongin knocked on the Junmyeon's door with you standing behind him. Junmyeon opened the door just enough to poke his head out. He was shirtless which seemed like the norm for him when he was home and in his room. When he saw you, his eyes got wide though, "Y/N what are you doing here?" He asked. "I wanted to talk to you. Can I come in?" Junmyeon looked back in his room and then back at you making you feel like he was hiding something. You stepped up to the door, "Junmyeon is someone in the room with you," "Uh-" You put your hand on the door and looked at him. You heard a snicker from behind the door and adrenaline rushed through you. You looked at Junmyeon hoping he'd tell you the truth but you doubted it. "Listen, it's really not what you think." "Then open the door. Show me it's not what I think." He looked almost hopeless and he sighed defeated. He let his hand down so he could stop guarding the door. He opened it more for you to see Seohyun sitting on his bed. You stepped in looking at her disappointed. Was heartbreak all you'd ever know in this world? Was nothing kind to you? You looked to Junmyeon with tears brimming, "Then what is this, Junmyeon?" "We were just talking." He said "In your room, with the door shut and no shirt on? She's your ex isn't she?" "Calm down Y/N-" You raised your hand to stop Seohyun from talking. You were locking eyes with Junmyeon even as you said to her, "I wasn't talking to you." Junmyeon looked down at his feet. Was he playing you all this time? A thousand different things ran in your head but the first thing that came out of your mouth was, "Did you sleep with her?" He looked guilty which made you feel like throwing up. You hurried out of the house, Junmyeon called after you. You felt the first soft drops of rain coming down, rain you weren't expecting even though the soft gray clouds had taken over the sun. You heard Junmyeon calling after you and you hurried, running down the street but he was faster. He caught onto your arm and turned you around so you could look at him. The rain was pouring now, it picked up so quickly, you both were drenched, hair sticking to your faces. "Let me go!" you yelled. "Y/N listen to me." "No!" You cried. You banged your fist on his chest crying, "I hate you. Why did you make me believe you cared about me? Why did you do this?" "I do care about you. Y/n I got drunk last night. I don't even remember how I got home let alone if me and Segun slept together." "Why did you get drunk? Why did you look so guilty?" "Because I knew how it looked. I don't know if me and Seohyun did anything and to be honest I highly doubt we did. I got drunk because I couldn't process all of this information about my mother-" "You do hate me for looking like that woman don't you?" You tried to pull away from him but his grip was firm on your shoulders. He cupped your face, "Y/N I don't hate you. None of what happened was your fault. You're not your mother I know that." "But I look like her, that's all you'll ever see. The woman that destroyed your family." You looked him in the eyes. Your vision blurred a little and you tried to wipe your eyes clear. You felt like someone was ripping your heart out. "Y/N, I'm in love with you." Junmyeon confessed. "How can you mean that? How am I supposed to believe you, when ever I get vulnerable around you, anytime I'm ready to take a risk she shows up. " "You're the only one I want." "How do you know?" He crashed his lips onto yours kissing you hard and feverishly. Your lips molded with his as he deepened the kiss so much it was like he was trying to become one with you. His hands came to your neck then your waist pulling you into his body so that the idea of space didn't even exist. The taste of his lips, the fever of his kiss, he burned himself into your flesh and awakened a Phoenix fire like never before. Your heart jumped, skipped and leapt. It fluttered and wailed and every tear you cried out of sadness became happier. Happier than you had ever been before. "I don't want to live without you." He said against your lips. You looked him in the eyes. His thumbs wiped away tears. His white shirt was soaking and sticking to him showing the lines of his chest and abs. Your hands touched his chest, they memorized the muscles as if it would be the last time you'd ever touch them. "Then stay with me. Don't see her, don't let her near you." You begged. He kissed you once more, softly, letting his lips linger on yours. His tongue slow waltzing in your mouth. He breathed you in, and despite how cold the rain was making you, the heat of his kiss kept you warm on the inside. "Do you love me?" He asked. His eyes were half closed, he kept your face close to his, his hands still cradling your face. You looked at him with dewy eyes, and smiled. "I do... I'm in love with you, I always have been." He was overcome with happiness and scooped you up in one more deep kiss. You broke it to pull away and took his hand. You ran with him to your apartment, pouring rain and all.... Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw
Trauma Ch.12
Who: Reader x Kim Junmyeon What: Angst, Romance, Smut Story: You're just two trauma filled people trying to live normal lives... but trauma is a bitch Y/N's POV Junmyeon's hands were all over you, he moved like a man that had been starved for days, weeks even and was finally getting to eat. His lips were at your neck, his teeth nibbled into your skin. You two crashed through the front door, stripping of wet clothing as you made it to the bedroom. You stood in shower and Junmyeon turned the water on while kissing you, turning it to hot. You two collided like two armys at war. He kissed you hard, leaving love marks along your neckline. He nipped at your nipples, his fingers curled up inside of you not wasting a second of exploration. You wrapped your legs around him as he held you up in the shower. "You love me?" He said through heavy pants. "Yes." You moaned. "Tell me." "I love you....I love you." He crashed into you, sliding you down so that he could move inside of you easier. Your bodies writhed together creating a storm; he loved being able to be as rough as he could without losing his balance. Fever rose between you two, steam filled the bathroom fogging up the glass and mirror. The warmth of him inside you mixed with the warmth of the water raining down on you. You scratched at his back moaning so loud it echoed in the room. It turned him on more, it kept him moving and stirring you up from the inside until you could feel him throbbing so much he ended up exploding. Feeling him release inside you left you sighing and basking in the haziness of your climax. You two washed up and got out of the shower but Junmyeon wasn't done. Even after you had stepped out into the bedroom with a white towel wrapped around you, Junmyeon came up from behind and kissed your exposed flesh. His lips were soft and sent a tingle down your spine as he kissed your shoulders. His hand snaked around you, reaching up to grab your chin and tilt your head so he could get a better look at your neck. His tongue glided up the space up to your ear. Soft moans escaped your soft lips as Junmyeon said in your ear again, "I love you." Neither one of you could get enough of hearing it. If there was a better way to say it, if there was a way to describe it you two would've done it, expressed love in every way, shape and form. You turned to look at Junmyeon and dropped your towel on the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. He moaned into your mouth and led you to the bed. His weight over took your body, he held you down and ravished your breast with his tongue and hands. He outlined every curve of your body with his tongue until he came to your heat. His thumbs pressed into your thighs while the tip of his tongue entered you, and wiggled against your walls. Your back arched and warm moans circled the room. A whirlwind of emotions swept through the room. Every lick, moan and giggle mixed with passion, desire and love. Junmyeon kissed himself up your body until he could capture your lips once again. All that mattered was you and him, your bodies corrupting each other, your fingers laced with each other, playing with together. The pads of his fingers felt smooth like silk running down the curves of your body. He was inside you again, moving with precise hip thrusts to send you in a lustful frenzy. You made love like you were at war wanting the other surrender to you. Your bodies came together in an amazing clash, a true force to reckon with; he went deeper, gaining a better angle for a more satisfying strokes. He was long and deep, he knew your body now, just what spots to hit, what buttons to press. Beads of sweat formed on his skin, his body lowered to yours, his weight over taking your body while he rode against you. His arm hooked under your leg lifting it. He moved like he no longer knew what the word gentle meant. It was all about passion and heat. He chased the rush inside you, the pressure against your walls building up feeling like a dam ready to burst. For the first time, your bodies both reached a climax so powerful it was like a cataclysmic event. Heavy pants to catch your breath filled the darkness of the room. Your fingers locked with his as he dropped down to the bed beside you. You basked in the afterglow. The feeling of being closer to him than ever before washed over you. A smile crept up on your face, this feeling of being connected to someone was almost ethereal. You rolled to your side to touch his chest, your finger drew shapes just on his upper shoulder. He turned to look at you and kissed your forehead. "I love you." He whispered. You giggled, your finger came to his bottom lip gently drawing along it like you could've traced the words from his lips. "I love you too." You two kissed in the silence, the relaxing patter of rain outside your window did nothing to coax you two to sleep. It wasn't long before you two were making out again, bodies connecting again, heat rising, sweat dripping, moans colliding in the air. Round after round until the sun was ready to rise... You took the time to visit your father two days later while he was being held in prison. He was required to take his medication now so he was calmer than he was before. He was like the father you remembered when your family was still together. He was sitting on the other side of the glass and you both picked up the phones to speak to each other. "Hello Y/N." He said. He spoke with caution, as though he didn't know if you would be kind to him or not. He looked regretful in the eyes. As you looked back at him, you felt like the father you once knew was returning. "Has your lawyer spoken to you yet?" You asked. He looked like he expected a slight coldness from you. "He said that you agreed to drop the charges if I went to court mandated therapy and continued with my medication." "Are you going to do it?" He sighed, you wanted him to agree to it. You wanted your father back, you didn't want to lose him. The truth of it all was that he attacked you and even if you hadn't provoked him he probably still would've attacked you. He may not have tried to kill you though. The look on his face told you that he didn't want to do it which annoyed you because you were giving him a chance to fix this. You were always giving him another chance, you probably shouldn't have but you did for the sake of him being your family. "Look I'd really rather not have to press charges against you for attacking and nearly killing me. Not to mention I was in a coma for three days. You don't deserve this option but I'm giving it to you." "Why are you? After everything I've done to you. How I've ruined your life, I've hurt you in more than one way so why give me the option of getting out of paying penance?" He asked. "No, you're not getting away with it. You'll have community service, you'll be paroled and you'll have to speak to a therapist. These are things that you have to do to avoid prison so you're still paying for your assault." "But it's not what you want." "How do you know what I want," you snapped at him. The guard asked you to calm yourself or he would have to escort you out. You took in a deep breath and looked back at your father. "All my life it's always been about what you want. Hell I'm getting a degree in business management because you refused to allow me to be a teacher. I had to be something far more sophisticated. You've never once asked me what I want." "Then what do you want Y/N?" "I want a life. I want normal, loving parents that care about me. I want my family back." He shook his head, "We're too broken." "Not so broken that we can't fix it. Look, you and mom are never getting back together I know that. I've never even considered that as an option when I was growing up but we have a chance right here and now to fix this. I can't do this by myself." He looked away, his guilt was painted all over is face. "Papa please." You begged. Your pleading was innocent and child like. His eyes shined with the first sign of a tear. You could see hurt in him just as much as he could see it in you. There was silence between you two for a while, you had no idea what he was going to say. It felt like time had stopped and the room had gotten colder than before. "How can you still see me as your father? After everything I've done to hurt you." "Because you're all that I've got-- Despite the abuse, you tried. You have an illness and you may not be able to cure it but you can maintain it." "Even after I've projected all my hatred of your mother towards you?" "Do you hate me papa?" You asked. The question silenced you two again but this time left you sick as you waited for the answer. You wished Junmyeon was with you but it wouldn't have changed how you felt. It might've lessened the blow though. "All I see is your mother. I don't think I'll ever be able to properly love you the way I once did." Your heart sank deeply. You felt more alone now than before. You really wished Junmyeon was there to hold your hand. All you could do was nod at your father and bite your lip to keep tears from falling. The same routine, keep your feelings in, control them so he couldn't see how much he hurt you. You looked up at him and said, "Then just take the deal Inho." "Why?" "You can get better and then you can move on. You don't want me in your life, you hate me that much then fine. Just tell me one thing, all those times you begged me to not leave, to not go away because you couldn't lose me too- did you never mean it?" "I meant it." You weren't sure you could believe him. You looked away and placed the phone back on the hook. You left the room without looking back at him. You headed to Minseok's place in need of a friend or even better... Junmyeon. Junmyeon's POV Seohyun had called Junmyeon for a meeting out at starbucks. He didn't want to go until she decided to send him some pictures from the night he got drunk. Those pictures were going to be hard to explain to Y/N; he was afraid he might lose her. He went to Minseok to ask him for advice. He was the best person to ask in order to get a good insight on Y/N. "I told you not to mess around with Seohyun. She's dangerous." Minseok said. He rubbed the back of his neck like the whole situation was stressing him out. Minseok was right though, Junmyeon knew he never should've gotten involved with Seohyun long before he showed interest in Y/N. Minseok told him that she was spoiled rotten and she had ways of getting whatever she wanted. She was a dangerous woman that knew how to use her sexuality to get what she wanted, and when it wasn't her sex appeal it was her father's money. What's more is that she was smart and conniving so she rarely ever had a trail lead back to what she had done. There was a rumor floating around Uni that she had cheated on the entrance examen but no one could prove it, not even the school board. It was possible her family connections paid those people off so they didn't even look. The whole thing was corrupt and so was she but at the time they started hooking up, Junmyeon didn't care. Sleeping with Seohyun was fun, she was wild and adventurous. He enjoyed that she turned him on, that she knew how to touch him and get him to come hard. He ended up letting himself get roped into calling her his girlfriend and then he fell in love with Y/N. To Seohyun, Y/N wasn't supposed to be competition for her. She was just a girl, Seohyun didn't think Y/N's looks compared to her own. In a way, they didn't. Y/N was a different kind of beautiful to Junmyeon. She wasn't some lustful looking vixen that looked like she could seduce the world, she was girly and gentle but she had that magical look to her because of her large doe eyes. Every time he thought about her eyes he could feel his heart skip, he could get lost in her eyes alone. That's what he hated the most about her when they were at odds, that her eyes were alluring. If she had liked him from the beginning, if she had paid attention to him instead of giving him the cold shoulder, he wasn't sure that wouldn't have led him to eventually breaking her heart. Now that he had her heart, he was determined now more than anything to make sure he didn't lose her. Junmyeon let out a harsh sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. He stared at the pictures on his phone debating in his mind if he should show Y/N what Seohyun was trying to blackmail him with or if he should handle it on his own. He couldn't explain the pictures and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. Minseok said, "Don't go meet her." "You think she won't terrorize Y/N with these pictures? She saw us talking to each other at the cafe and she purposely mentioned we were dating to hurt Y/N. She purposely showed up at the house and staged it to look like we slept together so that Y/N would think we had-" "I believe she staged those photos as well. Think about it, there's no possible way she could've known that Y/N was going to walk in on you two together in such a compromising position. It's possible that while you were passed out she took those pictures so that she could blackmail you later." Minseok said. "I wish I knew what she wanted. It's not like she was in love with me." "No but when you broke up with her for Y/N she considered that as her losing and she doesn't like to lose. Hurting Y/N will mean she wins, which is why you shouldn't go. One way or the other, she'll find a reason to show her those pictures and she'll break her heart." "So you don't want me to show her?" Minseok smiled and shrugged, "That's up to you, however, I can handle Seohyun for you." "How's that?" Minseok tilted his head to the front door as if telling Junmyeon to follow him. They got into a cab and Minseok gave the driver Seohyun's address. He started texting someone while they were in the car. "Why are we going to her place?" He asked. "You'll see." The ride was longer than normal. Seohyun lived in a very nice neighborhood. Her family was important which explained why she was so spoiled. He could only imagine what it would be like to live with a family like hers. His grandparents were his only family left and they were gentle people that always looked out for him but they also taught him right from wrong. It seemed like Seohyun's family had paved a way for her to step on people and let her believe that as long as she didn't get caught she could own the world. She lived her life as though she were better than others and it was only those that were smart enough and strong enough that would survive and remain on top. All those weaker beings were beneath her and she had no problem stepping on them. Minseok's confidence as he led Junmyeon to Seohyun's front door made Junmyeon slightly nervous. He felt like Minseok had turned into some sort of mafia boss. While they were friends, he knew that he was doing all of this more for Y/N's sake than his own. When it came to her, Minseok got scary serious. Heechul was right, he loved her; it was pretty obvious. He was the closest thing to real family that Y/N had, it made sense why she always went to him for help. Someone came to the door only a minute or two after Minseok rang the door bell. The butler led them through the foyer to a large office and then left them alone to wait for someone to come in. Someone that Minseok said was expecting them. Minseok made himself comfortable in a chair in front of the desk and looked at Junmyeon. "Don't be surprised by anything that's said here today and more importantly don't say anything unless you're spoken to." Minseok said. Junmyeon looked at him curiously but nodded to show he understood. He had no idea what was about to happen though. He was starting to think Minseok was more dangerous than Seohyun. Several minutes passed when the office door opened up and in walked a grown man perhaps in his fifties in a dark suit with an all black tie. His hair was slicked back and there was a slight scar on the right corner of his lip. His eyes were small and dark, almost black and the creases on his face made his serious face look more grave than it needed to be. Junmyeon suddenly wondered if Minseok was in the mafia or some kind of gang just by how tense the air had gotten when he came into the room. "Mr. Kim, what is it that I can do for you?" The man said. This man must've been Seohyun's father. Junmyeon had never met him but Minseok apparently had. Junmyeon looked over at Minseok who wore a serious business like face that made Junmyeon nervous. There was no way Y/N knew about this side of Minseok. He wanted to know exactly what was going on but avoided asking any questions. "Mr. Song you know I hate using my connections to get what I want don't you?" Minseok stated. "I do, which is why I'm curious to find you here now." "It seems your daughter finds it appropriate to try and break my best friend's heart by staging photos with Junmyeon here. These photos she intends to use as blackmail which I find deeply unsettling. Especially if she's going to use them as a weapon to hurt someone I deeply care about. " "I have no sway over what my daughter does, I can assure you." "You may not control her but you can do something for me. You see, I don't like it when people hurt the ones I love and just recently she's gone through some very- traumatic experiences. If your daughter is intent on destroying her then I'll have no choice but to destroy you and I'm sure you're aware that I have the means to do so." Song swallowed, Junmyeon was impressed by how cold Minseok's voice became. He could make a man, that looked like he commanded a gang's moves like a game of chess, nervous. Minseok had never shown this side of himself before. He could only imagine what would happen to him if he hurt Y/N. Even if he didn't intend to do it, he was worried about what may happen. "I need you to get rid of those photos. Crush her phone if you have to, go through her computer drives make sure she has no way of sending those photos to my best friend. Or your company is going to experience a very difficult time." Minseok's threat was cool and collected. Song nodded with nothing else to say and Junmyeon and Minseok left the large home. Junmyeon stayed quiet until they were in an uber and headed back to their flat. "Okay, so are you going to tell me what that was back there?" He asked. Minseok chuckled, "That was influence. My father and Seohyun's father work together, that's why I warned you against hooking up with her. Song is into shady stuff and my father knows it. He uses me to collect that kind of information to make sure that the people he goes into business with are legit or if they'll be a risk factor. My dad bailed Song out of a large financial jam just by buying his company, or buying into it. They share stocks but my father has the majority so in the end all I need to do it expose Song's dirty dealings and my father will drop him from the company. No one wants to be publicly associated with a criminal after all." "Okay, so your dad is rich?" Minseok laughed, "Yeah pretty much. When me and Y/N were kids, our father's worked together until my dad started his own company. Over the years, he made moves to become even more powerful in the business world. When my parents divorced, my dad wanted to take me with him to train me but I begged him to let me stay close to Y/N. They didn't know I knew about her abuse even though I wanted to tell them. Y/n begged me not to say anything, she didn't want to be taken away from her father. I think I regret that most, perhaps I was being selfish too because I didn't want her to be taken away from me.... but me and my dad kept in touch. He was always a good guy." "Wow. So wait does Y/N know any of this?" "Nope, no one does. We keep it as secret as we possibly can so that I can do my job but live some what of a normal life near Y/N. Song will handle Seohyun but I'm serious about her Junmyeon, stay away from her." Junmyeon nodded. He was silent for a moment before he stopped and said, "If you have this kind of influence though and you're so protective of Y/N, why did you let Heechul get away with hitting her?" "I didn't. The night I found out I showed up at his place and we fought. I threatened him that if he ever put his hands on her again he'd never see the light of day. He said it was an accident, a reflex because she had slapped him first and he did regret doing it. I would've told him to stay away from her but I know Y/N. Anyone that hurts her, she erases them from her life, she learned that from her father. " "That's what I'm afraid of." Junmyeon sighed. "At least you truly love her. Heechul was only curious about her, that's why I never liked them together." "You don't think he liked her?" "He liked her but it wasn't the healthy kind of affection she needed. You already know that Y/N has that kind of gravity about her, people get pulled towards her, sometimes it's people she doesn't need in her life. Heechul being one of them. They're not compatible." "Are we?" Junmyeon felt they were but he asked Minseok because he was worried he felt the same about them. He loved Y/N, she loved him too but he wondered if that was enough. Was he capable of making her happy the way she wanted to be? He wondered what she was looking for. What was in her head? Would life lead them down two different paths? Would they end up like their mothers, being broken apart only to come back together and have an affair? "You two understand each other and that's important. You two love each other. I can't catch Y/N every time she falls, I'm just there to catch her when the fall is dangerous enough to destroy her. Now that she's finally done with her father and she's with you, I think she'll finally be happy. Truly happy and I think that's all she's ever wanted. So don't go breaking her heart." "Or you'll break my fingers?" Junmyeon smiled. Minseok laughed but Junmyeon partly wondered if that was his way of affirming what he said. Minseok was definitely scarier now that Junmyeon knew he had influence as well. Money gave anyone power, as long as they had enough of it and they were smart with it. Minseok was no moron. Junmyeon and Minseok walked into their flat together while Junmyeon went to text Y/N. That was stopped when he heard Minseok say, "Hey Y/N. What's going on?" "Nothing much. Jongin stop cheating you bastard!" She yelled. Junmyeon walked in to see her playing jump force with Jongin. She was laughing and having fun. He could only smile, he was thrilled to see her enjoying herself. After everything that had gone on recently, she deserved to be happy. He took a seat next to her and kissed her cheek. Minseok sat in the chair closest to the TV. Everyone screamed and roared as the fights when on. Y/N won the last round but in the end Jongin had bested her. She stuck her tongue out at him and Jongin laughed. Minseok asked for the controller and Y/N passed it on giving Junmyeon and Y/N a moment to enjoy each other's presence. She looked up at him, her eyes wide like she was trying to hypnotize him. He touched his nose to hers making her laugh. "How was you day today?" He asked. "A trial- but I'll live. After all I have you," she pecked his lips and looked to the guys, "and them." "Dare I say it? We're almost- family?" He joked. "Exactly. My Oppas. Minseok, Wookie, Siwon and Jongin and you... my boyfriend." He raised an eyebrow at her and grinned, "Oh I get a title too." Her smile went softer as if to say she was more serious. She gazed into his eyes softly though and said, "If you want it." Junmyeon smiled, "It would be an honor." He kissed her forehead. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest. Although they were both happy, he sensed something in the air around her. Like she was hurting, he wondered what she did today or who she spoke to and more importantly he hoped that their happiness would last..... Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw KISS Squad @BabydollBre, @QueenyCrossGene, and @BTSMicDrop Lip glosses @EXOahjummafan @Starbell808 @QueenPandaBunny @divanicola05 @MelindaL @MelissaGarza
Mr. Perfect and Miss Anomaly Part 3 +19
Hello Fam! I was in the art room gathering art supplies plus doing inventory. The art club for low on funds and it seemed more of our school funds were going to sports. I really needed to do this huge project to enter it into a contest in hopes of winning the grand prize of endless art supplies for two years. However, part of the submission I had to prove we needed this by submitting a copy of our current inventory. I was alone from what I could remember. Jungkook who is also my room mate but a talent artist and strong advocate just left about 30 mins ago. He was headed to the gym with his buddies Jimin and Tae. I had in my headphones blasting music. Typically I listen to rock and indie music. But low key I was feeling this solo artist named RM. I've never seen him but he drops his music on this website named ART R US for local independent artists in music, dance, and or art. I really could relate to this being and intellectual creature. Suddenly, someone ripped my head phones out my ears and slapped my ass. I balled up my fists ready to fight. It probably was those dumb as football players fucking around again. Namjoon had the widest grin on his face as the music oozed out of the headphones. "What's so fucking funny asshole? You almost got ur ass beat." I said while reaching for my headphones. Namjoon laughed. "This is what you listen to?" "Yes and his godly works is something you could never comprehend. Mr. Perfect. I would do anything to be with him...." "Well, I guess I will fuck you to my music." Namjoon pulled up my skirt and slapped my bare ass. "What did you just say?" I blurted out. "You never wear panties? Just my type." He said. "No they are so restrictive and annoying. But wait...what the fuck?!" I was already wet from listening to music from RM. His lyrics and that sexy voice always make me weak. I even touch myself when I listen to his music pretending I was in the studio with him...fucking him.. Namjoon slammed deep into me from behind. I hissed as the feeling is what I was craving. He took me slow and deep as my right legs was on top of the table. He leaned in "my music got you this wet baby." He whispered in my ear. "You are RM Namjoon?" I moaned "In the flesh baby." He moaned
I Fall
Requested by @BTSMicDrop Kai x Reader It was our third date. He was shy and sexy and...heavens above, why wouldn't he hold my hand. Kai was polite, he opened doors, he pulled chairs out. The man brings flowers and he won't even hold my hand. Was there some issue with me? Was I being friendzoned and he just didn't want to tell me? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME? "You're cute when you space out." His voice is velvet and brings me back. "I'm sorry." I right myself, clearing my throat ",Dinner was lovely, thank you." I've made this awkward. "Should we get you home? I remember you said you had work in the morning and I don't want to keep you to late." Before I can answer, a crack of thunder rattles the building. "We should definitely get home." Within minutes we're walking to the car but never make it in time as the skys open and the rain falls. We're drenched by the time we both curl into the seats of his car and the heater is blasting. "Sorry about that. Should've just called a car instead. The rain didnt ruin your dress did it?" So polite. "No, it didn't." The car is driving and the rain is heavy, so heavy. The lines on the roadway seem to disappear. The car slides just slightly before Kai corrects it. "I need to pull over. We can wait this out until it's lightened up." We're stuck on the side of the road in a tsunami. What a way to end a date or was it just hanging out? Was he so worried to get me home so he could end this little charade of dating? Then... I remember the moment. It was slow motion and yet so fast. He moved, leaning in, his hands reaching for me. My hand reaching for him. I watched the water drip from his hair, a reminder of the sudden downpour that struck us as we went to the car. I watched the windows inch with fog with the atmosphere change. I watched as my fingers splayed out across his chest as he leaned closer. His heart beat fast, he paused for half a second. I should say no. I should stop this before it starts. I should stop before.... I. Fall. The world crashes, the rain booms on the car and my hand fists in his shirt. His hands meets my cheeks and pull me in. Our eyes close and suddenly we are a mixer of lips and tongues and teeth. . . . . @kpopandkimchi @StarishaRichard @KaeliShearer @jenjenkhreim @naydelinrm @MichelleIbarra @jader @StephaniePoore @H8rt4u @Dabaesaplayer @jojojordy2324 @CreeTheOtaku @Ercurrent @Kpossible4250 @Alyessiazavala @BrendaValdez @Zyxzj @VKookie47 @VivianYang @Caky @sarahdarwish @KeziahWright @staceyholley @reyestiny93 @unnieARMkeY @KellyOConnor @TracyLynnn @JessicaFigueroa @BrookeStam @Starbell808 @SusiBosshammer @jjg97 @MayraCastro @QueenyCrossGene @VeronicaArtino @GreciaFlores @Maddie27 @CheyenneJessee @shellyfuentes70 @CheyanneLindsey @JasminMartinez @FannyWard @mitchix5 @ItatiSanchez @Defy24601 @OliviaZenger @lilbr0wneyes @ChelseaJay @ShinoYuki @AraceliJimenez @KarlythePanda66 @JaeneashaJones @rcuero @mjenifferjm9 @Ilikepancakes @BtsIsLife @aleciaLOVES @Kyokeo @MorleeCorielus @ESwee @krin @azura4495
The Bachelor (Charity) Event!
So once a month I will be hosting a Bachelor type of event and here's how it'll go. Which guy do you want? Once a month I will bring to you six different choices of either Korean Hip Hop, K- pop idol's or Korean actors. Based off of their "date plan" you guys will get to choose who advances to the next round. Rose Ceremony Our Rose ceremony is basically in the comments. Everyone will place the name of the bachelor they'd "give a rose" to in the comments. The least amount of votes is the Bachelor that gets kicked off. Who wins? Here's how the game works, you all will work to eliminate every Bachelor until there is only one remaining. But here's the charity part: Each bachelor has a secret number attached to them between the number of 1-75$. What ever Bachelor wins their secret number will be the amount I donate to a charity for the month. Ready to Play? No one will know what's being donated until the final bachelor wins (including me). All you guys have to worry about is casting a vote and wait to see how much goes to charity. As time goes by, the number range may go up but for now it's just 1-75$. So if you want to play, make sure to follow me and I have a Bachelor Collection available for you to follow as well. Bring on the Man candy! Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw KISS Squad @BabydollBre, @QueenyCrossGene, and @BTSMicDrop Lip glosses @EXOahjummafan @Starbell808 @QueenPandaBunny @divanicola05 @MelindaL @MelissaGarza