"Hello, viewers!" Sage turns on the camera and waves before glancing at the viewfinder to fix her bangs.
"The boys and I live separately," she explains as she brings the camera closer to her face. "Thank Buddha!"
She laughs and then flips the camera to showcase her slightly messy but neatly piled floor. Her hand enters the frame, pointing at each pile. "Right now, I'm packing for LA. Hopefully, the others are too while I’m filming this."
[ Let's see what the boys are up to ~ ]
“We're going to be gone for a bit, so I want to make sure I have everything I need and enough clothes. I think they said we can go to the laundromat if needed,” Sage says with a shrug as she sets the camera down.
“I’m packing two checked bags and a carry-on,” she explains while folding her clothes. “For those who don’t pack often, to save space, fold your clothes so they stand vertically.”
She demonstrates the folding technique and then flips the camera to show how the clothes stand upright in the suitcase. “Of course, for thicker items, laying them flat is better than folding them,” she adds, showing her other suitcase.
"Thicker items like outerwear and shoes go in this suitcase," she says, pointing to the green suitcase. "Meanwhile, my outfits, socks, and undergarments are in this one." She then gestures toward a white suitcase covered in stickers. "As for my skincare and makeup, I just put them in whatever can fit, to be honest," she shrugs while indicating her makeup and skincare pouches.
Sage suddenly gasps, "Oh, and I have face packs and masks too!" She points to a box filled with face masks and packs.
"I highly recommend these because they only take a minute of your time each morning," she says, holding up a face mask package. "They're also great for trips, so you don't have to worry about bringing extra ones. It's like a container of baby wipes-you just pull one out, and bam, you've got a one-minute face mask!"
The clip cuts to Sage zipping up her suitcases and then clapping her hands, saying, "All done!"
[Sage is all set for her trip to the States! 🧳]
She stands her suitcases upright and rolls them toward the door. "Now that I'm done, I think we should visit the boys," she says, walking over to the camera and picking it up. "Don't be too shocked; I only go to the boys' dorm if it’s for content or if I absolutely have to be there."
"I'm going to change out of my pajamas real quick," she adds, tugging at her shirt. The scene then shifts to Sage slipping on her shoes before picking up the camera again.
"I'll turn on the camera once I get there," she smiles, giving the camera a playful head bump, and it goes to a black transition.
[What a slightly strange way...]
Sage stands at the front door of the boys' dorm.
[What is she waiting for?]
She looks at the camera and lets out a big sigh. "Boys stink," she says, shaking her head. She then enters the passcode for the door and lets herself in. "Mentally preparing myself for the stench of boys."
clip cuts to the trio of roomies [#3boys secret party]
The scene alternates between Sage standing at the doorway and the three boys—Martin, Keonho, and Seonghyeon—who are dancing, beatboxing, and rapping.
Sage glances back at her camera, then looks at the boys, shakes her head, and walks away, accidentally bumping into James. "They're doing everything but packing, man," she deadpans, flipping the camera toward James, who looks unamused.
She giggles, leaving James with the three boys, and heads toward James' and Juhoon's room. She knocks gently and slowly opens the door. Her eyes scan the room until she turns her head slightly to the right and sees Juhoon just standing there.
"Holy shirt, dude!" Sage exclaims, slightly jumping. The sudden movement can be seen on camera.
"Why are you just standing there?" Sage asks as she flips the camera to the boy.
"I don't know what to pack," he replies slowly. Sage sighs when she notices his nearly empty suitcase.
"I told you," she says, pulling Juhoon toward their closet area and looks at the camera. "Boys stink."
[Sage to the rescue! 🦸🏻♀️]
Cuts to Sage, giving a side-eye at the mess the boys have made in each corner that can be seen on camera.
[A girl who values cleanliness feels chills down her spine because of these boys.]
"You're supposed to be packing, and yet you're here eating?" Sage poked Juhoon in the side, causing him to flinch. "What are you eating?"
James and she both leaned the camera closer to the bowl.
"Rose Buldak Bokkeummyeon."
"Got it." She nodded at the camera before making eye contact with Seonghyeon.
"What else did you pack?" he asked as he entered the kitchen.
A sigh can be heard from behind the camera.
In the next clip, Sage is sitting on the floor, helping the boys fold their clothes as she sifts through everything they brought.
“Martin, you have no underwear,” she says flatly, craning her neck. “Keonho, you need to put your skincare in the check-in bag. And Seonghyeon, if you bring one more pair of baggy pants, I’ll zip-tie you to a pair of khakis.”
[Our Sage is working too hard]
"This has been…" James looks at each member of the group. "Us packing up."
Sage is lying flat on her back in starfish mode, staring up at the ceiling.
"We still don't have a team name yet," Martin says. "But please look out for us soon."
Sage suddenly sits up upon hearing the words that were the end of the video.
"I am outskis." She waves at the camera, lightly punches James on the back, taps her foot on Seonghyeon's thigh, pushes Martin backward, smiles and waves at Keonho and Juhoon, then leaves the frame
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Heeseung :
Heeseung was playing some games with the other members when Roza came into his room to bother him. “Hey baby, what's up?” He said, barely taking his eyes off his screen. “Nothing, just wanna hang with you…” She whispered, before climbing into Heeseung’s lap. “Woah” He quickly wrapped his arms around Roza’s waist. “You okay, baby?” “yeah, just tired.” Roza yawned as she put her head in his neck.
Heeseung tried to focus back on his gaming but as time went on he couldn't ignore the subtle movements of Roza’s hips. “Stop moving, baby.” He groans, hands trying to hold her hips still. “I'm not doing anything.” “I'm trying to play my game.” “play with me instead…” Roza pulled back, pouting at Heeseung.
“You’re difficult.” Heeseung smirked, pulling Roza in for a kiss. One hand wrapped around her waist and the other moved up to hold her jaw. Roza grinded her hips down to try and tease Heeseung, when he stopped her hips. “Not yet, baby.” He watched as her eyes glimmered at him. “Just a little…” she begged. She was too hard to resist.
“Just put your cock in, I won't move I promise.” Roza whispered. “Really, I don't believe you.” Heeseung smirked. “I promise, please. I need you…” Roza’s hips moving slightly. “Fuck… you’re irresistable.” He threw his head back before unzipping his pants just enough to pull his cock out. Roza pulled her panties aside and moved her skirt out of the way.
“Fuck, you’re wet.” Heeseung moans, rubbing his tip against her entrance. “Remember, no moving.” he said, slipping in slowly. “I'm so full…” Roza whined as she fully sunk down on his cock. “Hmmmm.” she whined into his neck trying to stay quiet. “Be good now, baby.” Heeseung put his headphones on and went back to his game with the members.
He had been playing for a couple of rounds when he felt Roza moving again. “Baby.” he warned. “I'm sorry..” she whispered. Her hands gripped Heeseung’s shirt tighter, trying to stay still. Heeseung focused back on the game as Jake yelled in his ears. “Dude, what are you doing hurry up!”
Once again more rounds went by, before Roza started moving again. “I'm sorry…” Roza whines as she continues to move her hips. “Aghhh.” Heeseung groans right into his mic, soon realizing his mistake. “What was that?” Sunghoon asked and Heeseung quickly turned his mic off and exited out of the game. “Get on the bed.” He demanded, standing up as Roza smirked at him.
Jay :
Jay was fast asleep when Roza came into his room, looking a little disheveled. He looked over at his clock and read “3:23, what are you doing up doll?” “I need you.” She didn't hide her intentions as she climbed into Jay’s lap. “Wanna be full.” “Can I make you some food?” Jay asked, trying to understand what she wanted.
She covered her face, embarrassed. “No, not food. You… I want you to fill me up.” Jay immediately understood. “Yeah, doll. Missed me, did you?” “Yeah, please.” she begged, eyes getting glossy. “Oh my pretty. You had a hard day, huh?” He watched as she nodded her head and hid in his shoulder. “Wanna be close to you.” He stroked her hair and laid her down on her back.
Jay kissed down her neck as his hands moved down her legs and pushed her pajama pants to the side. His fingers rubbing over her panties before slipping his hand into them. “Hurry, please…” He laughed as she whined. “I gotta prep you, doll. Hold on.” his fingers teasing her entrance, pushing in and opening her up.
“I don't care, need you so bad…” Jay couldn't say no. He pulled his cock out and lined himself up with her entrance. “Ready?” “Hurry up!” He pushed in and watched as relief washed over Roza’s face. “You needed this, didn't you?” “yeah.” Roza pulled Jay by his shirt into a kiss. He felt her smile against his as his hand wandered over her body. “So pretty.” he whispered between kisses, tongue slipping inot Roza’s mouth. “Hmmmm, I feel so good.” she whined.
The kisses continued until Jay could tell that Roza was getting sleepy. “Sleepy?” “yea.” Jay moved from above Roza, to her side. “Night night, pretty.” “night night, Oppa.” He listened as Roza’s breathing slowed and eventually became even. He left a kiss on her head and fell asleep himself.
Jake :
Roza was currently on her phone, mindlessly scrolling through tiktok’s when Jake came into her room practically begging for some sort of relief. “I need you.” His hands wrapped around her waist as he pushed his bulge into her. “Jake, calm down.” “no, please.” he whined.
Roza was stunned, she had never seen Jake this needy before. “What's got you so worked up, huh baby?” Her hands pulled his chin up, so he could look at her. “Saw one of you fancams and fuck… it got me worked up. Really bad…” Roza laughed as she moved to climb into Jake’s lap.
“Yeah, you need me.” she teased. Jake nodded and moved Roza’s hips to try and relieve some of his tension. Roza pulled back and smirked as Jake whined once more. “Wanna try something?” she asked as Jake nodded, desperate to get any sort of attention. “I'm gonna cock warm you. You have to try your hardest not to move, okay baby.” Jake nodded and quickly moved to release his cock from his pants.
His hands moved quickly and soon his cock was pushing inside Roza. “fuck, so warm…” Jake groaned and went to move out of instinct. “Remember, no moving baby.” Roza pulled his head back by his hair, stopping him from kissing her neck. Jake moaned at feeling. “You like that, huh?” Roza smirked as she went to pull his hair again. Jake’s hips pushed up in pleasure as Roza pulled his hair once more.
“You’re not gonna stop moving, are you?” She questioned as Jake whined, eyes glossy. “You’re too far gone, look at you.” Roza teased Jake once before deciding to give him what he wants. Jake wasn't built for cock warming.
Sunghoon :
The members had just woken up and were getting ready before they had some schedules for the day. Roza was doing her makeup when she stopped due to a knock at her door. “Come in.” Sunghoon came in and once thing was obvious. He was hard. “Hi…” “are you hard?” she looked down at his crotch, at the large bulge in his pants. “Can you blame me, I'm a man.” He laughed. “Why are you here? “Why do you think I'm here?” She eyed him. “It's too early and I'm doing my makeup.”
“just let me put in…” Sunghoon begged, coming closer. “No.” “Come on princess, you don't want to leave me high and dry.” “How is cock warming gonna make you feel any better?” “You can continue doing your makeup. Just let me, please.” Roza sighed as she moved to let sunghoon get underneath her. “You're unbelievable.”
Sunghoon settled beneath Roza and pulled his hard cock out. “Move those panties, pretty.” Sunghoon groaned, so close to losing it. “Calm down, jesus.” Roza pulled her panties aside and slowly slid down on Sunghoon’s cock. “Fuck, princess.” His hands moved to her waist, tempted but stopping himself from moving Roza up and down on his cock.
Roza continued on with her makeup, trying her hardest to block out Sunghoon’s whines and groans. “Can you be quiet?” She watched as Sunghoon leaned his head against her back. “No… you’re squeezing me just right. Fuck.” Roza sighed before deciding to tease Sunghoon.
Her hips only moved slightly. “Stop, fuck princess. Don’t tease me.” Roza laughed as Sunghoon’s groans got louder. Right as Roza went to move again, Heeseung walked into her room. “Hey, manager said he'll be here in 10 minutes, so be ready.” he said before noticing the red cheeks of the pair. Their activities hidden under Roza’s skirt. But that didn't matter, Heeseung knew. He eyed them and just smirked as he left the room.
“He knew.” Roza blushed as Sunghoon laughed. “It's okay we got 10 minutes, let's just go full out.” He smirked. “No.” Roza quickly shut him down and continued her makeup before forcing Sunghoon to get ready. Not wanting another member to walk in on them. “Still hard by the way.” He sighed dramatically. “Not my problem anymore. Maybe Jake can help you out if you're desperate.” “shut up…” Sunghoon laughed.
▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။|||| ↻ BREAKING POINT — LEON THOMAS NOW PLAYING
⤷ wrrr!! tape 4:5, misfitz.mp3.vid is now playing!! predebut stories about seonghyeon and vylia are on now!
♡ ───── how did seonghyeon feel about a girl joining the group?
“a girl? debuting with us? how the hell is that gonna work?” he complained
“seonghyeon, she’s worked with various groups before. she deserves to debut, we had no choice but to slide her in with you guys.” a manager replied, sighing as he places down paperwork.
“and who exactly is she then?” he crosses her arms, looking at the staff.
“vylia valentine. she’s produced songs for your sunbaenim.”
hyeon furrows his brows, obviously not buying it. “vylia?”
the manager nods, tidying up the stack of papers and sliding them over to seonghyeon to examine for himself, walking out of the room without much word.
⌗ the meeting
he glared at her from across the meeting room. she raised a brow and tried to pay no mind.
“i get it.” he spoke suddenly, breaking the uncomfortable silence. “you’re talented, you’re a good dancer, singer, blah blah blah. but how will we work with one girl in the group? it just doesn’t make sense.”
“seonghyeon it’s not up to us.” james replies, leaning on the wall behind her.
“think about her hate train. think about how much we all will have to go through just to debut.” seonghyeon protests, clearly not understanding the part where james said ‘it’s not up to us.’
“trust me, if there were other options, i’d choose them. they told me that they had no plans to debut any future girl groups. this was my one chance at making a career.” vylia sighs, leaning over the meeting table and resting her chin on her palm.
seonghyeon didn’t seem to say anything after that, but it was evident he had more to say.
soon enough, it was time to debut. they’d worked together on the EP, sure. but the grudge stayed, silently, yet still there. how would public react? would the group survive the 6th member curse?
unpacking her stuff in the dorm room, a voice appears from the door way. “maybe.” vylia jumps a bit at the sudden sound. “maybe i was a little mean when we first met.”
she turns around, putting her mess of clothes down on her bed. “maybe?” she cocks a brow, laughing a bit.
“maybe. just a little harsh.” he returns a smile, making lia’s full laugh come out. “i just don’t want this going down hill.”
vylia scoffs. “we won’t go down hill. do you know who i am?” she says with a proud smirk.
“uh huh. i also know that you’re bite sized.” hyeon countered, smirking back.
her smiles fades, her eyes narrowing with an unamused expression.
𝖅. ━╋ zen and ohyul aren't the exact opposite, but they aren't the same either. zen is sociable and the kind of person who makes everyone feel comfortable so, even if her appearance might suggest otherwise, once you actually get to meet her, shes a really likable person. ohyul isn't far from that, he's just more awkward with it. they met throught dance pratice just two days after zen moved to the company: it wasn't hard to cross paths due the small size of the company and the lack of trainees in there. she was simply introduced by the dance mentor before quickly starting pratice, where she kind of left him surprised by nailing the sequences in such a short time. not long after, when their ceo made the craziest decision of forming a co-ed group with her in it, ohyul was mostly chill about that, almost happy and they naturally started spending more time together, excluding all the pratices. when zen moved into the dorm with the four guys, he lowkey always kept an eye on her and made sure she ate good meals. ohyul cared enough to bring her a bowl of something warm when she had a cold, or more like giving himself an abili to watch her closely, talk to her and hope he had something interesting enough to say so he wouldn't bore her. at some point everything got extremely casual: you'd just find them in her room, legs stretched out the bed, talking nosense, or doomscrolling through videos until zen eventually gave up and fell asleep, leading ohyul to quietly leaving her bed and tuck the sheets around her. until one night like that took a wild turn, after a rest and little boring day, zen felt bold enough to open up and confess that whatever they had felt different from the others, and it was starting to confuse her. surely ohyul felt the same way, but he never expected her to be that bold and simply thought they could continue what they had without putting a label on it. and maybe things just got kinda awkward after that, but they like to ignore it lol
attached to the hip
zen endlessy yapping while he just listens and nod
lowkey some jelously thats never adressed out loud
physical touch is a must
always providing her meals
𝗋𝗒𝗎𝗅 ⎯⎯ ♯ 𝗋𝗒𝗓 | 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗓 · 𝗋 𝗎 𝖼𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘱𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝘤𝘦?
𝖅. ━╋ ryul was the most reclutant among the boys. he wasn't that open or chill about having a girl in their team and was actually losing his mind seeing how the rest of them werent that worried or completely chill about their ceo's decision. he didn't want to be rude, but he genuinely felt like that choice could hold back the group back from doing big things because of the parasocial fans, and that she wasn't really necessary into the group, considering the four boys had been praticing together as a group for three years already. it only got worse when she moved into their dorm, everything suddently felt a lil too real so he became extremely avoidant around zen: sometimes he would completely ignore her goodmornings, continuing to eat his breakfast while earning a dirty look from her. other times he would purposely blame her for something and start an argument out of nowhere. zen really wanted to be mature about the situation, she really did, but her vison went red everytime he ignored her just because he didn't want her there. and she definitely couldn't ignore the moments where he would boldly try to start an argument, prolly because he was too bored at the time. this went on until the boys couldn't with their bickering anymore, deciding to ask the ceo for help. that lead to a period of instability, where jay park wasn't sure whether to keep the girl into the line-up, worried about the overall dynamics. this situation forced ryul to think alot, he would've gone crazy if his debut spot was at risk for someone, so he decided to bear with the girl. and that's how they ended up getting closer after apologizing to each other. maybe all the arguments weren't useless after all.
ALWAYS brining up their old pre-debut days
still arguing over nothing
always trusting his feedbacks the most bc hes bold
zen calling him out every single time
learning each other limits the hard way
𝗐𝗈𝗈𝗃𝗂𝗇 ⎯⎯ ♯ 𝗓𝖾𝗂𝗇 | 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘻 · 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 ?@#!
𝖅. ━╋ zen and woojin are loud and proud, they're litterally like siblings who got separated at birth. even tho woojin was really reclutant to have a girl in their team at frist, as soon as she moved in the dorm they found each other immediately probably because in a group full of introverts, they stand out as the most extrovert and loud: zen never had to tone down her loud side around him, and woojin never felt like he had to hold back either. so, if you hear loud noises, you just know the both of them are involved. they're really into teasing each other over the stupidest things you could possibly think of. you can never see them act all serious when they're together but god forbid if she casually leans on his shoulder or if he just tries to touch her hair. its just not it, they're not into that kind of stuff with each other without a real reason, it just goes like that and it almost feels like an unwritten rule between each other. they're also basically in charge of the group's swag, like bros be walking around with each other clothes because they have the exact same taste in fashion, theyre lowkey the same size as the two shortest members and literally dont care about if its considered something 'meant' for the other gender.
arguing and making up five min. later
be having the most stupid inside jokes
competing about who finishes their food frist
zen stealing woojin's clothes which were 'off-limits'
𝖅. ━╋ everyone, go away right now, zen doesn't play when it comes to louis. she literally cant help but let her mother istinct out when hes around, and it only gets worse when he opens his mouth and turns to be the most soft spoken, shy, cutely awkward person shes ever met. hes litterally so cute in her eyes, painfully cute and she actually needs to hold herself back sometimes. im sure some clips have caught her stupid smile and the softest eyes whenever he finally says something, whatever it is, doesnt even matter. zen is always the frist one to check on him making sure hes all okay, shes the one who wakes him up in the morning if all of his alarms dont work, making sure he got something to eat. she always listens to him patiently, also because if hes talking about something deep, it means you've earned his trust. she encourages him, making sure he never feels silly for anything he says, and she automatically tones down all of her energy around him. he deffo got the maknae privilege immediately even if he was really awkward around her at frist.
pairing: park jihoon (ex-WANNA ONE/soloist/actor) x yoon yiseo (sixth member of le sserafim)
warning(s): 18+ content, MDNI, explicit sexual content, usage of sex toys, heavy make-out session, thigh riding, groping, spanking, oral sex (m. and f. receiving), squirting, unprotected p in v, multiple orgasms, creampie
summary: how emma and jihoon became lovers
word count: 8.27k
May 2024
“Yiseo, I’ve been in love with you since we met.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t return your feelings.”
“Emma, are you listening to me?”
The young woman was pulled out of her daydream by her manager, who was looking at her from the driver's seat. She didn’t realise that they had already reached the filming location for Weak Hero Class 2.
“Are you okay?” Mina asked her. Nam Mina was only a couple of years older than her and had been Yiseo’s manager since her debut. She was one of the few people in the company who had the idols’ best interests in her heart. “You’ve been out of it lately.”
Well, in Emma’s defense, who wouldn’t be out of it after one of your closest friends suddenly confessed their love for you?
For her, Park Jihoon was an anomaly. He was one of the few people who truly knew her. He knew what she went through. He knew her soul, and yet, he wasn’t disgusted by her.
He was also the only person who was familiar with her in the physical sense. He knew what her lips tasted like and which spots to touch to get her hot and wanton, even if it was for the camera.
Emma treasured Jihoon, and after that night, she wondered why he would choose to ruin their friendship.
Park Jihoon made Emma Yoon feel cascades of emotions that she had long ago convinced herself incapable of having.
He made her vulnerable.
Despite all of the rumours regarding her unfriendly personality, there was one quality of Emma that she had always had since her first day in front of the camera. She was highly professional, never mixing business with pleasure. Aside from the few friends she had outside her group, she rarely socially interacted with anyone.
She went through her scenes with relative ease, not letting the tension between her and Jihoon get in the way. Emma already got so much crap because her haters believed she paid her way into acting. She didn’t need her poker face ruining it.
“Are you really not going to say anything to me?” Jihoon asked her when he walked into her waiting room.
Emma didn’t look up. Her eyes were laser-focused on the script, quickly scanning her lines for the opening scene of the next episode.
“What’s there to say?” She flipped her script shut, finally looking up at the young man. “Sunbae, you just got caught up with the chemistry of our characters. That’s all there is to it.”
“Yiseo, do you think I don’t know my own heart?” The older man scoffed lightly. “Do you think I fell in love with every one of my co-stars?”
“Because!” Emma raised her voice, her cheeks turning red before muttering, “I’m the one you’ve gone the furthest with.”
While she wasn’t the first nor the last actress who had kiss scenes with Jihoon, she remained the only one he ever had sex scenes with. The senior actor also had matching flushed cheeks.
“I’m not that shallow,” Jihoon defended himself, “and I was already in love with you before that.”
“In love?” Emma repeated his words before slamming her script down on the coffee table in front of her. She stood up to face him. “Those words may be easy for you to say, but for me, they are the hardest words for me to hear.”
Although it has been years since she moved out of the Yoon estate, her memories of her abusive childhood still haunt her. For Yoon Yiseo, love represents hope, and hope can always be stolen away.
“Jihoon, you’re one of the few people who know exactly what I am.” While Emma wasn’t a bad person, she wouldn’t say she was a good person either. Her heart only gave itself away to her loved ones. Other than that, other people were unimportant and less meaningful. “You know just how far I am willing to go for my survival, so why would you think I would want the burden of your feelings? If you really are in love with me, then you’re crazier than I am.”
Emma never cried. Sure, she could cry in front of the camera whenever the script asked her to, but she could never cry for herself. Yet, why were her eyes as red and tear-brimmed as the man in front of her?
“Do you really believe that?” He asked her, his voice small and quiet. “Do you really believe you’re not worthy of being loved?”
Emma’s heart fluttered, but she stamped it down. Just because this kindness came from Jihoon, she couldn’t let herself fall for it. She couldn’t break her walls down for a momentary chance of happiness. After all, if her own sister was capable of deceiving her, it meant anyone was capable of abusing her trust. Even Jihoon had the ability to betray her, although her heart was twisted, disagreeing with her mind.
“From the day I was born, I was unwanted and disdained.” The British-Korean girl huffed. “If we date, more people will hate me for being Park Jihoon’s girlfriend. I’m sick of being hated on, of being called a bad person because I refuse to be their punching bag.”
Emma has suffered hate from the day she stepped onto the pink platform of Produce 48. Somehow, netizens hated her even more when she didn’t react to their comments. Her emotionless response fueled their hate to the point where they wondered if she even had human emotions.
Even now, with all she had achieved, there was no end to the growing list of reasons for her hate. Especially after the whole ordeal with Min Heejin and HYBE, even when she didn’t let the CEO buy her into ADOR, Emma was still dragged into it.
“If you really believe you love me, you would let me live my life.”
“Please, Jihoon, snap out of it before either one of us gets hurt.”
Emma moved past him, ready to leave before Jihoon said something that made her freeze.
“That night, you didn’t say you didn’t return my feelings. You just said you couldn’t return them.” Although her back was towards him, Emma could feel him staring her down. “Why did you say that? If you are this selfish person you believe you are, why didn’t you just say you’ll never love me back?”
Emma should have done those things. However, the thought of breaking Jihoon, like how she broke Na Jiyeon and her own sister, terrified her. She knew that if she shattered his heart, it meant she had succumbed to the wickedness that infected her father.
Instead of giving him an answer, the antisocial woman left him behind, neither confirming nor denying him. Emma couldn’t give him an answer, especially when she wasn’t familiar with what she felt for Jihoon.
They didn’t talk for a week after that. Emma and Jihoon worked together when it came to their scenes, but their habit of hanging out after work dissipated. The guys didn’t notice it, but Eunsoo certainly did.
Emma tried to throw the younger girl off, saying that it was no big deal, but months of working together meant they had gotten close, and Eunsoo knew she was lying to her face.
The idol-actress finally relented, telling her everything that had happened between her and Jihoon over the past week.
“Unnie, you seriously didn’t notice his feelings for you?” asked Eunsoo in disbelief.
Emma smacked her lips together. “Were …they really obvious?”
“100 %!” The younger actress answered. “I called Hyunwook the other day, and he said that Jihoon-oppa has been in love with you for years now.”
Somehow, hearing that made her heart jump. Whether it was in excitement or dread, Emma didn’t dare to find out. She couldn’t fathom why Jihoon supposedly fell in love with her. If it were for superficial reasons like her beauty or her wealth, she would have understood him, but he knew who she was. He knew there was some truth to her villainess status. He knew how ruthless she could be, so why would he maintain his love for her? Why would he set himself up for tragedy?
Why would someone so kind and gentle like Park Jihoon fall for someone so broken and twisted like Yoon Yiseo?
He made her question everything she knew about herself, and yet, she couldn’t pull her heart away from him.
Filming was supposed to continue into the late night. However, a sudden downpour of rain stalled production for the week, with weather reports predicting heavy showers for the next few days.
Luckily, the filming location was just half an hour away from Emma’s house, which was her second residence. She primarily resided in her two-bedroom apartment that was just across the apartment where the rest of her members lived.
She inherited her house from her late mother. It was the Yoon family’s former summer estate that was in Seon Nari’s name. Emma sometimes lived there when she wanted to get away from all of the fame, and the estate was maintained by the household staff she personally hired.
Emma was in her car, ready to leave, when she saw Jihoon on his phone. Most of the crew had gone back home. However, like her, he tends to stay behind after filming to work on his lines. What was strange was that his manager was usually with him, ready to take him anywhere he wanted, but Emma hadn’t seen the older man in hours.
She knew she should let it go. Jihoon was a fully-grown man who was capable of getting home on his own, but the harsh weather conditions made Emma relent. Just because she rejected him, it didn’t mean she couldn’t care about him as a junior actress.
She drove up to him, sliding the window down to reveal who she was.
“Sunbae, why are you still here?” She asked. “Where’s your manager?”
“I dismissed him hours ago. He had a family emergency.” Neither of them acknowledged the fact that this was their first conversation since their fight. “Yiseo, you should go. I can call a cab.”
“In this weather?” The young woman scoffed in disbelief, gesturing to the heavy downpour. “Just get in.”
“I’m fine. I can’t ask you to drive all the way to Seoul-”
“My house is just half an hour away from here. We can take shelter there for the night and drive back to Seoul in the morning.”
Jihoon hesitated. “It’s still risky. What if somebody sees you-”
“Aish!” Emma snapped, raising her voice. “Just get in!”
He quickly obeyed her. Minutes later, they were on the road, and neither of them had spoken a word to each other. Before Jihoon’s confession and Emma’s subsequent rejection, they could have talked about anything for hours, but now, all she could think about was Jihoon’s crestfallen expression when she rejected him without a second thought.
Just so the atmosphere didn’t become too awkward, Emma decided to call someone on her phone.
“Hey, girl. What’s up?” Yunjin’s American-accented voice came through. When it was just the two of them, she and Emma always spoke in English, mainly because the younger girl found Emma’s British accent fascinating.
“I’m good. Yunjin, I’m not going home because of the rain, so can you girls just take Romi in for the night?” Romi was Emma’s cat that she had adopted since it was just a little kitten. She was now three years old and was the clingiest cat. She often demanded cuddles and treats.
“Sure. I love that little rascal! So, where are you staying for the night? A hotel?”
“No, I’m staying at my house.”
“The summer home?” Emma had brought the girls to her house. It had more than enough rooms to accommodate them, and having them along made it easier for her to breathe in that house. Even though the Yoon family no longer resided there, and she had thrown away every single item reminiscent of them, they still haunted her in her nightmares. “Are you going to be okay? Wouldn’t you be lonely?”
“I’ll be fine. Jihoon’s staying over, too.”
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line.
“Jihoon? As in Park Jihoon?” Emma didn’t bother to answer Yunjin. “Girl, what! Wait! Are you guys hooking up? I told you, from day one, that man wanted to fuck you-”
Emma quickly hung up on Yunjin before turning to Jihoon, who was wide-eyed. Even if he wasn’t fluent, he knew more than enough English to know what Yunjin was saying at the end.
“Yunjin’s open-minded. She’s a foreigner.” The British-Korean woman explained as if she herself wasn’t a foreigner either.
Jihoon thought, “Well, it’s not like she’s wrong.”
Instead of saying that, he asked her, “You have a summer home?”
“Well, it’s not really a summer house anymore. I used to spend the summers there when I was a kid.” Emma spent most of her time with her mum, which was how she always preferred it. “My mother gave me the house after she passed away.”
Despite how rarely she talked about her, Jihoon knew Emma loved her mother dearly. The frigid walls she had seemed to tear down whenever she reminisced about her.
“She must have really loved you,” Jihoon said, making his last love look at him. “Even though I have never met her, it feels like I understand her feelings.”
Emma knew what he was trying to confess. She knew that she shouldn’t let him indulge in his fantasies about whatever non-existent romance they had. She should have broken his heart, but something prevented her from doing so.
She didn’t agree with him, but she also didn’t disagree with him. “She would have liked you.”
It turned out that Emma’s house wasn’t like any summer home Jihoon had ever been to. He had no idea why he was expecting a small hanok inn. Yiseo’s house was more like a Western-style mansion with twelve rooms and at least ten members of household staff. That was how he found out that she didn’t just grow up wealthy. She grew up chaebol-wealthy.
Honestly, he should have expected it. Even before her debut, the way she dressed was completely different from that of any other trainee. Emma dressed in quiet but classic and timeless pieces that spoke of generational wealth. She dressed like a typical chaebol heiress instead of a struggling trainee. Like she didn’t care about the rules set for idols. Maybe that was why she unnerved some people.
Even the bed in the guest room was more comfortable than any mattress Jihoon had ever slept on.
What Jihoon did notice was the lack of family photos around the mansion. While there were some photos of Yiseo with her mum, including an adorable picture of her as a kid with missing front baby teeth, there were no pictures of the rest of her family.
Jihoon didn’t know much of her history. Just that she cut herself off years ago because they mistreated her. That was all she had told him. He never pressed for anything more, but he had a feeling that her scars ran deeper than she showed.
He listened to the pitter-patter drops of rainfall hitting the windowpanes, trying to fall asleep when suddenly, there was a sharp scream.
“Yiseo-yah?” He recognised that scream from months of filming with her, but this one chilled him to the bone. He wondered if he was just hearing things when the screaming continued. He pulled the covers off. “YISEO-YAH!”
Jihoon rushed to the end of the corridor where Emma’s room was, and slammed the door open. There, he found her, thrashing around in her bed. Her eyes were still closed, and her shrieks were sharp.
“STOP IT! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!”
“Yiseo!” He hurried to her side, trying desperately to wake her out of her night terror. “Wake up! Yoon Yiseo!”
Her round eyes snapped open, pupils wide in fear. Emma was sweating, yet her skin was cold and clammy to the touch. Her silky, pale blue nightgown clung to her as she breathed rapidly.
“Oppa?” She finally said when her eyes focused on him. “W-what are you-”
“You were screaming,” Jihoon explained. He brushed back her bangs, placing his palm on her forehead. It seemed like she didn’t have a fever. “I thought you were attacked. You- I was really scared.”
Emma flushed red. Of all nights her nightmares could have reoccurred, why did it have to be tonight? She didn’t have them as much as she used to when she was a teenager, but they still popped up sometimes, which was why she opted to live separately from her members. She didn’t want to trouble them.
“I-I apologise.” She stammered. “It was just a silly dream. You can go back to bed. I’ll be fine-”
“There’s no way you’re fine after that nightmare!” Jihoon cut her off. He held her hand. “How can I just leave you alone? You’re- you are-”
“I’m what?”
His eyes settled, staring at her steadily. “Someone I love deeply. Nothing you say will ever change that.”
Emma bit her lip. Even though she tried to stop it, her heart grew at his words. A long time ago, she had felt a love like this. A warm love, given with no expectations in return, but that love had been taken away when her mum died, and the world became cold and frigid.
“My mother isn’t my real mother,” she revealed, waiting for his response. When Jihoon didn’t say anything, the words spilt out of her mouth before she could stop them. “When I was very young, my sister told me the truth. I was the result of an affair. The woman who gave birth to me blackmailed my father into adopting me. Neither of them wanted me.”
“Don’t you understand? The person you’re in love with is the wicked child of an adulterer and his mistress!” She started hitting his chest when he didn’t say anything. Tears were streaming down her face as she pleaded with him to leave her. “Go! Just go! You’re only hurting yourself! Go!”
He didn’t leave. Instead, Jihoon just wrapped his arms around her and brought her into his chest, hugging her tight.
“I’m not leaving you.” Tears were streaming down his face as he thought of how much pain she must have been in. “You did nothing wrong.”
“Just go!” Emma sobbed into his chest. “You’ll get hurt! I would just end up breaking you!”
“Maybe, but I’d rather be hurt with you by my side.” The past few days without her smile were some of the worst days of his life. “Yiseo, I love you. No matter what, I’ll always love you.”
Although Emma said they were the worst words for her to hear, those words lightened her heart. Jihoon made her believe there was a place for her in this world, a palace that she didn’t have to carve out with her own hands.
As Jihoon held her that night until they fell asleep, Emma believed that she was capable of truly loving someone.
After that night, even though their relationship wasn’t like how it used to be, Emma’s interactions with Jihoon weren’t restricted to work only. Bit by bit, they were regaining their friendly habits, having conversations about their common interests. All in all, things were going fine considering her rejection of his romantic feelings.
So, why couldn’t Emma fall asleep?
She checked the clock on the wall, noting that it was already past three in the morning, and she needed to be at the next filming location in four hours.
Emma has already tried everything. She drank warm chamomile tea, put a few drops of lavender oil on her pillow, and she even played white noise on her phone, yet her eyelids still weren’t heavy with the weight of sleep.
Well, she tried almost everything.
Left with no other choice, Emma reached into the bottom drawer of her bedside table, where her personal treasure trove lay. She unlocked it and pulled out a bottle of lube and her trusty dildo.
Even though she was a total virgin, Emma was interested in sex. She wasn’t interested in having random hookups. She knew how disastrous it would be if she got caught having those sorts of situationships, so she made do with sex toys to satisfy her carnal urges.
Emma pulled her cotton panties down to her ankles and bunched her nightdress around her waist. She generously lubed up her dildo, ensuring all five inches were lubricated, before slowly inserting the head into her untouched pussy.
“Ah!” She moaned as the dildo stretched her walls. It had been a while since she last used it as her schedule had been packed with filming, studio sessions, vocal lessons, and dance practices. She barely had any time for herself. Once her needy cunt fully adjusted to its girth, she thrust the dildo in and out with a steady rhythm. Not too fast, but not too slow either.
Suddenly, Emma remembered the first sex scene she had ever filmed with Jihoon, where he had her ankle over his shoulder, and she felt the knot in her lower belly tighten as her pussy gushed around the silicone phallus.
“No, I can’t think about him anymore. We’re just friends now.”
Emma couldn’t use Jihoon like that anymore. Determined to get herself off without any imaginary assistance from him, she flipped herself over, getting on her hands and knees. Inspired by a pornographic video she once saw, she tried to imitate the fast and rough rhythm, making the dildo fill her over and over.
Yet, images of Jihoon still flooded her mind, despite her mind telling her that she didn’t deserve to fantasise about him anymore. She imagined him taking her from behind like this. His hips pushing against her ass, bruising her thighs. She imagined his large hands groping her breasts and his nimble fingers pinching her hard nipples. She imagined Jihoon cumming inside of her, filling her up until her poor pussy couldn’t take it anymore.
“OPPA!! Jihoon-oppa!” Emma couldn’t take it anymore as the waves of her orgasm finally crashed over. Her cunt contracted and relaxed around the dildo as her thighs shook uncontrollably. Her juices squirted out, dripping down to her sheets.
When she finally came down from her high, Emma turned over onto her back, breathing heavily. She was a wreck.
She knew that when it came to Park Jihoon, she was utterly fucked.
Despite falling asleep soon after her masturbation session, Emma was still distracted during filming. She still did her best, ensuring to separate her current emotional turmoil from her acting as Jin Eunseo.
Emma would like to say that Jihoon had no effect on her after last night, but she would be wrong. Even before she officially met him, she already knew he was one of the most attractive celebrities in Korea. She was not ashamed to admit that she did watch his abs reveal video on repeat, back when it first came out.
However, Jihoon wasn’t just anyone to her. He was just Jihoon. That was it.
“Just Jihoon? Yeah, right.” Her subconscious argued. “You came, cunt wet and squirting, to the thought of him railing you, and he’s just Jihoon?”
“He’s one of the most attractive men in Korea,” Emma argued back. “I’m sure I’m not the only woman who has fantasised about him.”
“You’re friends with Soobin! You’ve worked with both Suga and Jin, yet you’ve never even thought about them like that!”
“That’s different!”
“Why? Because only Park Jihoon is in love with you, or maybe he was never a friend from the start?”
Emma shut up, not willing to argue anymore with herself, which sounded sillier now that she thought it out loud.
Her mind was too vehemently stubborn, even with what her heart already long knew.
Hours passed by, though it felt like minutes for Emma, and soon enough, she and Jihoon were in his waiting room, rehearsing for next week’s schedule. Most of the staff and crew had left, while Jihoon’s manager had left an hour ago, since Emma offered to drive Jihoon back, as it would be easier.
She would like to say she had no ulterior motives for her reasoning. She was just being a good friend.
She was not at all distracted by the veins in Jihoon’s forearms, or the way his Adam’s apple throbbed when he drank his water.
She was not looking forward to rehearsing their kiss scene, because she had felt those lips hundreds of times before, so why would it be different this time?
It was just supposed to be a soft and simple kiss between Sieun and Eunseo. More of a peck, really. So why did she look up into his eyes after they separated? Why did she want more? Why wasn’t she satisfied?
“Yiseo?” Jihoon asked when Emma didn’t recite her next line.
As if she were in a trance, Emma pulled herself up and kissed Jihoon again, taking him by surprise. This time, it was passionate and rough, much, much hotter than any kiss they ever shared, and she moaned when Jihoon kissed her back, his tongue invading her mouth.
They pushed and pulled at each other, and Emma could feel the familiar slick coating the walls of her wanton pussy. She could feel the outline of Jihoon’s erection through his jeans when she pushed him down to sit on the sofa. Her miniskirt bunched up her hips and around her waist, showcasing her lacy, pale yellow thong.
“Fuck,” Jihoon groaned when he saw the darker, damp spot on her underwear. “You’re already wet?”
“Shut up,” Emma panted. She sat down on his thighs, moaning at the friction between her wet thong and the denim fabric of his jeans, rubbing at her clit. She felt Jihoon’s hands grab her hips, guiding her to bounce back and forth on his clothed erection. Oh, he felt much bigger than five inches. “Oppa, fuck me.”
“No,” He panted, groaning as the love of his life, the woman who haunted his dreams, rode his thigh. “Not here.”
“Oppa, please!” She pleaded, tears prickling her eyes as she desperately tried to convince him. “You love me. Please! I’m begging you!”
Emma gasped; she didn’t know whether it was either in pleasure or pain or both when she felt a sharp, stinging slap on her right ass cheek.
“Ssibal, when I say I’m not fucking you, I mean it,” Jihoon spanked her ass once more before kneading it. Damn, it really was as juicy and plump as he imagined it to be. “The first time I fuck you will be in a bed, at night with no one around, so that you can scream as loud as you want. You’re a good girl, right?”
Emma nodded furiously, her face against his shoulder as Jihoon guided her to bounce up and down his lap. “I am. I’m your good girl! Ah!”
“And a good girl like you always cums when you’re riding my thigh?”
“Yes, yes, yes, YES! Ah!” Emma threw her head back when Jihoon bounced his thigh up just right, making her cum all over him. She panted loudly when she came down from her high. She had never cum that fast before.
She could feel Jihoon breathe in and out heavily as he leaned his forehead down on her shoulder. Emma was sure his heart was beating as fast as hers.
“Shit, I haven’t cummed in my pants since I was a teenager,” He swore before pulling away. He brushed her sweaty bangs back before kissing her forehead, his soft acts of affection starkly different to his rough demeanour earlier. “W-was I too much?”
Emma laughed before kissing Jihoon softly. “No. Um, I really liked it.”
“Good,” He was worried as a few of his exes had dumped him because of how different he was in bed. Apparently, they thought he would be all vanilla and cute. “You know, we can keep doing this, but I need a definite answer.”
“I know,” She sighed as her eyes softened. “I know that I’m definitely attracted to you. Probably since I met you, but I don’t know- you’re the most important person to me, but I don’t know if it’s because you’re useful to me or if I love you. I’m not even sure if I can love someone.”
It may not have been the answer his heart wanted to hear, but Jihoon knew that Emma needed to figure some stuff out before she could fully give her heart to him. “It’s okay. I’ll still be here when you have an answer.”
Hearing his kind words made her tear up. Emma held a hand to his cheek. “I don’t deserve you.”
“That’s the thing,” Jihoon took her hand and kissed it. “I have always been yours. You just didn’t realise it.”
“Everyone, well done!” The director and the crew clapped along with the actors. They had just finished filming the hospital scene. He turned his attention to Emma. “Especially you, Emma-sshi. Your emotions earlier, I think this has been some of your best work!”
She blushed when they cheered her on. Usually, she detached herself from Eunseo’s character as soon as the slate hit, but this time, she couldn’t get herself out of it. Even though she knew it wasn’t really Jihoon in that cot, her heart couldn’t differentiate between him and Sieun.
She had felt that dread once. Years ago, when her mother was diagnosed with leukaemia.
Emma Yoon realised the one person she couldn’t bear to lose will always be Park Jihoon.
“Unnie,” Emma felt a tug on her sleeve, realising it was just Eunsoo. “The guys and I are going out for beers. You wanna come?”
“You go ahead,” The older woman smiled at her friend. “I need to talk with Jihoon-oppa about something.”
“So you finally realised it?” Eunsoo didn’t need Emma to tell her. She already knew. “Good luck, unnie.”
She gave her a pat on the shoulder before scurrying off to Minyoung, Ryeoun and Minjae.
Emma didn’t bother to stop by her waiting room to change out of the set clothes. Her heart was nearly bursting. She had to tell him before she ended up self-combusting.
Soon, she was standing in front of Jihoon’s door. She hesitated for a second before knocking.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me,” She answered. Her usual self-confident tone was gone. Her voice was a little shaky. She had never been this nervous in her life, not even for her many auditions. “Oppa, can I come in?”
The door opened, revealing Jihoon. He still had some of the fake cuts on his skin. Evidently, he hadn’t washed off the stage makeup, but he still took Emma’s breath away.
He let her in before shutting the door behind him. “Is there something you want to say?”
Shit, Emma only thought about confessing her love, not the actual words she wanted to say. She should have written it down first.
She nervously tucked her hair behind her ears. “When my mother passed away, I really hated becoming familiar with the new world without her. Today, I experienced that same feeling again with you.”
“Even though my mind knows it’s not actually you, my heart still thinks it’s you,” Emma bit her lip before finally meeting his eyes. She was sure her eyes were as bright and tear-brimmed as his. “That’s when I realised. I don’t want to be familiar with a world without you. I can’t be familiar.”
“I love you,” She finally confessed. “I really, really love you. I think I have always loved you. It’s not too late, right?”
Jihoon didn’t say anything.
He took a couple of steps forward before wrapping his arms around her and hugging her to his chest. She could feel his sobs through his chest, and she teared up as well, overwhelmed by the love they shared but also welcoming it.
“It’s never too late,” Jihoon breathed in her scent. Finally, the girl of his dreams was in his arms. “I love you too.”
“I’m sorry I was so mean to you,” Emma sobbed. “I was being selfish.”
“It’s okay,” He comforted her. “You were just protecting yourself. We have all the time in the world.”
Emma wasn’t sure if soulmates existed. If they did, she was certain she had found hers in Jihoon.
The next weekend, Emma and Jihoon went on their first date when their schedules finally cleared up. He took her to a fancy restaurant, and they went for a walk in a private botanical garden, where he bought her a book she was eyeing, even though she insisted she could pay for it.
Emma also found out she liked the sight of Jihoon driving. She wasn’t sure how the act was arousing, but it was.
When they finally reached his apartment, Emma searched around for his dog that she often heard about, but never had the chance of meeting.
“Where’s Max?” She asked while reaching into her overnight bag. She pulled out a pack of treats. “I bought him snacks.”
“He’s staying with my parents for now,” Jihoon pulled her coat off for her before hanging it on the coat hanger. “You know, since we’ll be..”
“We’ll be…” Emma hummed, teasing him. She held on to the lapels of his collared shirt. “Jihoon-sshi, what will we be doing?”
“You’re a minx, Yiseo-sshi,” He bantered with her before pulling her in and eagerly joining their lips together. He groaned when she traced the inside of his mouth with her tongue before pulling away.
“I’m going to freshen up first,” She grinned before pulling away from his hold.
“Don’t take too long,” He called out to her, which only led the woman to swing her hips seductively as she walked down the hallway.
Once she was in the sanctuary of Jihoon’s guest bathroom, Emma pulled out her toiletry kit. She brushed her teeth, ensuring her breath was minty-fresh. Finally, she pulled out her secret weapon for the night.
A lacy, see-through, pink nightgown that matched the thong she was wearing. It reached down to the top of her thighs, and the lacy parts only really covered her breasts, and bared the rest of her body.
Emma Yoon was finally going to lose her virginity tonight.
She eagerly stripped her clothes off, not caring to fold them neatly. She snapped her bra off and slipped the delicate nightgown on, liking how it hugged her perky tits. The dress barely covered her ass cheeks, though Emma pondered that this dress was designed to be taken off.
Emma sprayed her perfume all over her body. She took one last look in the mirror. She brought her hands up underneath her boobs, watching them bounce.
“Okay, Yoon Yiseo. You’re getting in there, and you’re not going to leave this place until you’re well and truly-fucked.”
With her mental pep-talk done, Emma exited the bathroom to the living room, where Jihoon was sitting on the sofa, scrolling on his phone.
“Jihoon-oppa.”
He looked up from his phone, and his jaw dropped at the sight of Emma Yoon in her skimpy dress.
“Holy fuck,” He immediately stood up and walked over to her. His hand reached over to touch her, but he didn’t even know where to begin. Her bouncy breasts? Her round ass? Maybe her pussy that he was sure was wet and begging to be touched? “You-you look- I don’t even know what to say.”
“Then, don’t say anything,” Emma grabbed his hands and led them to grope her ass. “Show me.”
Jihoon got her signal. With his strength, he lifted her by her ass. Emma wrapped her legs around his waist, gasping when she felt her clothed core brush against his bulging erection that was straining in his trousers.
They joined their lips together, sharing passionate kisses as Jihoon stumbled his way to his bedroom.
The young man placed her on the bed. Emma looked up at him with dark, lust-filled eyes as Jihoon slowly stripped off his button-down shirt and dark grey trousers. Her mouth watered at the ridges of his firm six-pack. Was it crazy that she wanted to ride them? His Calvin Klein briefs were tight as his sizable erection strained against the dark grey fabric. Before he could pull them off, the British-Korean girl stopped him.
“Let me,” She knelt on her knees, eye-level with his crotch. She hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband, looking up at Jihoon, before pulling his underwear off. Damn, he was big.
Emma had seen countless dicks in porn, but this was the first time she had ever seen one in real life. He was thick and most likely a couple of inches bigger than her dildo. The tip was leaking clear fluid, and for her, Jihoon’s dick was as pretty as the rest of him.
“You’re really big, Oppa.” She wrapped her hand around the base, barely being able to wrap her fingers around his impressive girth, before rubbing him up and down. Jihoon swore loudly at the feeling of her soft hand around his hard cock. It was taking him every bit of self-control to hold himself back from fucking her into that mattress.
“Do you like that?” She asked as she pumped him. “Am I doing well?”
He groaned out loud in answer, “You’re doing extremely well. This is-oh!”
“I think I can do better. You’re too dry,” Emma confessed before suddenly swirling the tip of his cock with her tongue and taking it into her mouth.
“YISEO! Shit! Fucking hell!” Jihoon moaned loudly as she took more of him in her mouth, coating him with her saliva. Every wet dream he had about her couldn’t compare to the real thing.
Emma closed her eyes, trying to envision how those adult actresses gave their blowjobs. She remembered Chaewon’s advice. Relax your jaw. Use your spit as lube so it’s easier to slide him down. When it’s too much, switch to your hand.
She felt Jihoon pull her back by her hair when she nearly had every inch inside her mouth.
“S-sorry,” He stammered. “I was worried you were going to choke-”
“It’s okay,” She went back in, swirling her tongue around his girth, before looking up at him. “I’ve been practising with my dildo.”
That was the hottest thing Park Jihoon had ever heard in his life, and he didn’t think it was possible for his cock to get harder. It had been over two years since he last had sex. Between his packed schedule and very limited love life, he just didn’t get the chance, especially after he fell head over heels for Yoon Yiseo.
He kept his hand over the back of her head as Emma pushed her mouth up and down his dick. He threw his head back when he hit the back of her throat.
“Ssibal, Emma. You’re so perfect and divine. Shit, I’m going to cum,” Jihoon tried to pull her off, but she was stubborn. “F-fuck, I’m serious.”
Emma just nodded before taking him even deeper inside her mouth. Tonight, she intended to take every drop of cum inside her. It didn’t matter which end she took them in.
“SSIBAL! I-I’M CUMMING!” He shouted one final warning before he erupted inside her mouth. His semen hit the back of her throat, and Emma hurriedly gulped it down as his dick spurted out a couple more loads. She felt some of it leak out onto her lips. After he was done, she finally pulled her mouth off him, licking the cum off her lips.
“Am I a good girl?” She asked Jihoon, referencing the nickname he had given her when she got off on riding his thigh. She looked up at him innocently with her round eyes. “Are you going to reward me?”
“You are the best girl.” He pushed her down on the bed before getting on top of her, sliding his cock between her legs. Her thong was utterly soaked now, juices gushing out of her needy cunt. Emma let out a high-pitched moan as his cock rubbed against her clothed nether lips. He swallowed her moans with his lips before he trailed down to the valley between her perky tits.
Jihoon pulled his mouth away from her body, and drank in the sight of Emma, all wanton, slutty and needy for him. She looked just like a dream. She could ruin him with just one look, and he would welcome it.
He ran his hand down her delicate curves before fingering the hem of her nightgown.
“I will buy you every colour of this dress,” He promised, just as long as she only wears them for him.
“It’s expensive,” She teased him. “It’s from La Perla.”
“I don’t care how much it costs. Just send me the bill,” He spanked her ass lightly, telling her to shimmy up a little so he could pull the dress off her, leaving her in her tiny thong and nothing else.
Emma’s breasts were to die for. Even when they first met, Jihoon couldn’t help but notice her ample bosom. He was still a man after all, despite what his fans believed. He didn’t really get distracted by them during filming since her on-set clothes tended to be on the more modest side, but her stage outfits. Her stylists knew what they were doing when they put Emma in those corsets and bustier tops.
Jihoon crawled on top of her and started sucking on a pink-capped, firm nipple as his hand kneaded her other breast. There was still so much flesh it hadn’t covered. He wondered if Emma would mind if he fucked her tits sometime in the future.
Emma knocked her head back as her moans increased in volume. His tongue was circling her nipple, even nipping at it before sucking to soothe it. Ever since her debut, she had always been self-conscious about her breasts, as her tops were always a size or two larger than her members’, despite being the shortest in the group.
Yunjin always said there would be a day when Emma would be glad she had big boobs, and today was that day.
“Oppa, that feels so good!” She squealed when he switched. Her right nipple felt raw when exposed to the cold air after being wrapped in the warmth of his mouth and tongue.
“This? I’m just getting started,” Jihoon reluctantly pulled his mouth away from her tits, both nipples red and raw from his actions, and he licked his finger. He then stripped her of her wet underwear, groaning when a line of her slick clung to the soaked thong. “Oh, you are just dripping. Who are you so wet for? Hmm?”
Emma was sure she was red all over. “You. Only you.”
“And what do you want me to do about it?” Jihoon started tracing her nether lips, a feather-light touch that sent shivers down her spine.
“You… you already know what I want.”
“No,” He shook his head. “Use your words. What do you want?”
Emma hid her eyes with her hand, hoping it would calm her hot cheeks. The sight of her lover was too much.
“P-please, finger me.”
Jihoon smiled, “See? I always knew you were a good girl.”
He slowly inserted his index and middle fingers inside her warm and wet pussy. He kept his thumb on her clit as he drew his finger in and out, making the knot in Emma’s belly grow tighter. She was more than familiar with the art of fingering, but Jihoon’s fingers were so much thicker and longer than hers. They filled her up so much better.
Emma was ready to reach her peak when Jihoon suddenly pulled his fingers out, delaying her orgasm.
“O-Oppa! I-I was going cum- why would you?” She stopped whining when he licked her juices off his fingers.
“You taste just like candy,” His eyes darkened as he neared his face near her cunt. “I want to taste you directly.”
“W-wait!” She said, stopping him. “I-I was going to cum-”
“Yeah? That’s why I was going to eat you out?”
“I know that!” She hesitated for a second. “It’s that, when I cum, it, um, it tends to be very wet.”
Emma wasn’t ashamed of the fact that she was a squirter, but she knew some guys tended to get grossed out by it.
However, Jihoon looked like he hit the jackpot.
“Are you kidding me? Now, I want to eat you out even more.” He said before latching his mouth on her hot pussy. He ate her out the same way he kissed her. His tongue just fully invaded her cunt as her hands became entangled in his hair.
Emma shut her eyes tight. His tongue was repeatedly hitting a spot inside her, sending shocks throughout her body, and, oh fuck, his thumb was once again on her clit, prodding and pressing her. Oh, she had never felt anything like this. No vibrator can copy what Park Jihoon was doing to her now.
“I’M CUMMING!” She screamed, loud and high-pitched, as her pussy started spasming, squirting out her juices all over. Her thighs were shaking uncontrollably as Jihoon drank her in. She wouldn’t be surprised if his neighbours overheard her.
She panted as she came down from her high. She didn’t even notice Jihoon crawling back on top of her before pulling her into a kiss, intertwining their tongues together. She could taste her essence in his mouth, and if it was possible, it felt like she fell in love with him all over again.
After they separated, he asked her, “Do you want to take a break?”
Emma shook her head furiously. If she had it her way, she would never want to stop.
“No,” She held her hand to his cheek, looking him in the eyes. “Fuck me. Please. Make me yours.”
Jihoon grinned. After countless nights of fantasies and dreams, he was finally going to make love to Yiseo, his last love and the girl who would always have his heart.
He reached over to grab a condom from his bedside table, but Emma stopped him.
“Just do it.”
“It’s risky, especially for you-”
“I’ve been on birth control for the past year,” She explained. “And I bought the morning-after pill. Please, Oppa. For my first time, I want all of you.”
He should have said no, but the pleading look in her eyes was too much. He couldn’t help but fulfil her wish.
Jihoon lined the head of his cock with her cunt, barely pressing into her. Her juices were readily leaking, lubricating the tip.
“If it hurts, tell me instantly. Don’t just hold it in.”
She nodded. “I will. Jihoon, make love to me.”
With that, he pushed his cock inside her, starting with a couple of inches first, as Emma groaned at how much her inexperienced pussy was stretching to fit his girth.
“Are you still okay?”
She nodded, biting her lip. “Y-yeah. It just feels different, but it feels good. Keep going. Put it all inside me.”
With her permission, he proceeded to push his whole cock inside her. Emma gripped his sheets with every inch she took until Jihoon was finally balls-deep inside her, all seven inches wrapped by her warmth.
“You-you’re really all in there. Ah!” Emma moaned. She had broken her hymen years ago with a dildo, so there was no pain associated now, but this was a hundred times different. Jihoon was bigger, thicker, and warmer. It felt like their hearts were in sync.
For Jihoon, Emma was impossibly tight and wet. He felt like he was losing his virginity all over again, and this already felt better than that awkward one-night stand. Maybe it was because of his love for her, or maybe they were physically compatible to the nth degree. What he now knows is that he is never letting her go.
“Yiseo-yah,” He gasped, trying to stop himself from ejaculating too soon. “You’re not in pain? Can I move?”
“Yes. Jihoon-oppa, please move. I can’t hold on any longer,” Emma cried pitifully as she held onto his back muscles. When he started thrusting in and out of her, every movement sent electricity through her nerves. Her poor, poor pussy kept missing his cock every time he pulled out, and it hugged him every time he pushed in. “Fuck! You feel so big, and so fucking good!”
The headboard of his bed was hitting the wall as he increased his pace. Her juices were fully lubricating his dick, making every movement effortless. When she screamed at him to fuck her deeper, he pulled her ankles over his shoulders, making his cock go even deeper inside her.
“Yiseo, fuck, this pussy is everything!” He lightly slapped her clit, causing her to yelp. “I love you! I love you so much!”
“Me too! I love you!” She confessed. “Oppa, I’m sorry, but I can’t hold it anymore! I want to cum!”
“Then, cum.” He ordered her. “Squirt on my fucking dick! Squirt so fucking much!”
The large cock pounding her along with Jihoon’s dominant words was too much. Unable to hold it anymore, Emma squirted around his cock, juices spraying his sheets as the throes of her second orgasm washed her over. Seconds later, Jihoon pulled her up, clutching her chest to his, as his warm cum flooded her cunt, painting her insides white.
Moments after the tension finally snapped, he slowly pulled Emma off, her gaping cunt releasing his flaccid cock with a popping sound. Their combined releases slowly started leaking out of her, dripping onto the sheets.
“Shit,” Jihoon quietly swore. He reached to grab a few wet wipes to clean up the mess. “Yiseo-yah, do you want to take a bath?”
“Later,” Her knees were still trembling. Emma was sure she wouldn’t even make it to the bathroom without collapsing. “I’m too fucked out and cock-drunk.”
“Your mouth… Seriously.”
“My mouth?” Emma defended herself in disbelief. “What about yours? Squirt so fucking much?”
“I-I was just caught up in the moment.” That, and this was the first time Jihoon ever had someone cum so much on him.
“I was just taken aback.” His gentle mannerisms definitely didn’t carry into the bedroom. “You were a completely different person.”
“You don’t mind, right?”
“Of course not.” Despite what fans believed, idols didn’t bare every side of themselves to the world, so she understood him. “Why would I mind?”
“Nothing. It’s just- I got dumped a few times because of how different I am in bed.”
“What? Did your exes expect you to maeum seoge jeojang them in bed, too?”
Jihoon guffawed at her blunt question, being reminded of why he fell for her all those years ago.
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Go Together NANA TOUR EP4-1. What are you doing? Part 2 🌷 Minnie
[added captions by me :)]
everything in cursive is outside of the camera, unless I mentioned that it was them speaking in English
Still desperately clinging onto her shirt, Minnie rushed up the stairs, leaving a fully drenched Mingyu in the kitchen. On her way, she passed Wonwoo, whose smile quickly faded as soon as he saw her. Before she could even go a step further, he grabbed her by her arm right at the top of the stairs.
"What happened to you?"
[concern runs deep with SEVENTEEN]
His exclamation gained the attention of the group that had gathered in the living room. Dino perked up from his seat, trying to get a better glimpse of the couple ahead.
Minnie chuckled, calming the rapper's nerves immediately. "We had to stop Mingyu from finishing his task."
"We?" He wondered.
"Jeonghan and I."
[the devil and his sidekick]
He nodded along, shaking his head with a smile on his face.
"But I have to get changed now," Minnie explained, removing her arm from his grasp, letting him continue his way downstairs while she headed towards their room.
"Oh, woah," the youngest gasped at the sight of the female member, making her turn around. "You and Jeonghan are actually insane." Only getting a chuckle from her in return.
[insane and evil]
-
The girl managed to semi-dry her hair with a towel, leaving it to air dry since it was still warm both in and outside. She had exchanged the blouse she had been wearing all day for the individual name shirt they had gotten. The jeans she had brought outside, hoping they'd dry until tomorrow and instead she was now wearing the sweatshorts like most members - not stylish but most definitely comfortable.
Minnie decided to join Joshua, Jun, and Vernon in their quiet corner in the house's living room. The '95 Liner was gently pulling the strings of the guitar on his lap, the girl watching him with a soft smile on her lips.
[the guitar is putting everyone into a trance]
While the four enjoyed the calm moment they had created, it was obvious it wouldn't last long. For one, they wouldn't be Seventeen if there wasn't noise all around all the time, and two, ESPECIALLY not if they were competing - for money even.
The loud switch-up in mood came from Dokyeom as he sprinted up the stairs, his high-pitched scream bouncing off the walls of the Italian villa.
[not a quiet moment in the SEVENTEEN house]
Hot on his heels, Wonwoo, to everyone's surprise, as their faces showed.
"Be careful. Be careful," the oldest and seemingly only one with common sense in the room spoke up. Wonwoo stopped, while DK continued his run. The '96 Liner chuckled, turning around again to head back to the kitchen.
Minnie jumped up, joining him. "Is Mingyu still downstairs?"
"Leave him alone," Wonwoo chuckled, his eyes on her as she was directly behind him. "He had to start over."
[the nice roomate]
"Why aren't you trying to sabotage him?" She thought out loud, scrunching her eyebrows, but he just shrugged.
"I'm not as cruel." His comment made her roll her eyes.
[boring]
The kitchen was completely empty, aside from the cameramen and production members, as the two looked around. Metal clanking against each other filled the room, though, letting them know Mingyu was just around the corner. As they got to the kitchen island, Wonwoo's eyes found the younger rapper first, getting a laugh in response. The '97 Liner was crouched on the floor, hiding in the furthest away corner of the house, frantically whisking the egg whites, trying to finally achieve his meringue.
Minnie couldn't hold it together the moment their gazes met. She hunched over as her laughter echoed through the space.
[laughing at the pain of others]
[she was truly raised by JEONGHAN]
The desperation seeping from his eyes was pure entertainment to her. A sharp look was sent her way, but Mingyu was quick to concentrate back to the task literally in his hand.
"I feel so bad for you," Wonwoo admitted as he took a step closer, while the female member was still trying to control herself as she held onto the countertops. "I can't even bother you," he added before leaving again.
With a huff, Mingyu glanced up at the girl, who was wiping away the tears that had sprung into her eyes.
"Don't you have someone else you can bother?" He snarled at her, a slight hint of desperation still laced his voice.
Minnie couldn't help but laugh again. "It's not as funny with the others."
"Get away from me," he whined out.
[maybe begging will help]
-
They didn't get much time alone as Wonwoo was quick to come back, followed by Dokyeom and his pan full of eggs, Vernon right behind him, along with Joshua and Woozi. As soon as Mingyu noticed the crowd forming, he sprang up and headed out towards the other end of the room, where Seungkwan had just come out of the small room with the Sauna.
"Why are you following me?" Dokyeom chuckled, watching the trail of people behind him. Minnie laughed, but her eyes were set on the other '97 Liner who, as she thought, was trying to run away.
[never losing sight of the target]
He stopped right in front of the cameras to show them how stiff he had gotten his egg whites, but the producers denied him his accomplishment, making the members around him giggle. He moved closer to the kitchen counters, getting back to whisking. Minnie was resting her elbows on the island, observing the entire room with her eyes, noticing only a few members missing from them being complete.
"Where's Jeonghan?" Mingyu's shivering voice made her chuckle.
"You're really scared, huh?" She raised her eyebrows at him, straightening her back, noticing him creating a bigger distance between the two.
"I can take you when you're alone. But when Jeonghan-hyung comes, woah...," he shook his head.
[shaking out of fear]
"You guys become evil," Woozi finished the sentence for him. Well... he wasn't wrong. Minnie could only laugh almost proudly.
[taking the compliment well]
While the producer and Joshua seemed to just enjoy the company from the other side of the island, Vernon and Dokyeom on her left were busy trying to finish all the eggs in the pan.
"Minnie," the youngest rapper spoke up, making her turn her head. "Protein."
[caring little brother]
He had a spoon lifted close to her mouth, indicating for her to help them eat, but she shook her head,
"I really can't anymore," and pushed it away from her face.
Everyone seemed confused at DK's mission to finish eating, and why Vernon was helping him, and no one was trying to stop him. They all seemed to have agreed to just let him win this one. Maybe they were also blinded by his ability to entertain everyone around him, oh so easily. Even the nonchalant '98 Liner, who had joined him in dancing and shaking, repeating the tune of the 'Electric Man' game they had made up earlier.
[they know the song by heart now]
-
Back upstairs, Seungkwan had found himself a seat in the living room with the calligraphy set spread out on the coffee table in front of him. Wonwoo had turned to teasing him, taking the one sheet the younger member had just finished and going to hide it, but a conversation with Jeonghan and Mingyu stopped him. Minnie was coming up the stairs, the familiar voices already reaching her ear.
"He put water in my meringue, so I splashed water on him," her fellow '97 Liner explained. The female member came to a halt on the top of the stairs, right next to him, grinning sheepishly at the memory. His head turned towards her. "And she helped him."
[still holding a grudge]
His fingers pinched her side, making her slap his hand and jump to the side slightly.
Minnie grinned, "How's your meringue doing?" She teased Mingyu, getting a roll of his eyes and a salty glare in return while the other two men chuckled.
[a member that enjoys teasing a puppy]
The oldest of the group on this trip was detangling a new microphone he had gotten from the production crew, but he was still just as involved in the chat.
"Wonwoo, did you succeed?" He wondered.
"I didn't do it," he quietly admitted.
The girl's head snapped in his direction. "You haven't even started yet?" Getting a shake of his head back.
[a very calm and cool guy]
"I'll help you," Jeonghan offered.
But Wonwoo continued to explain, "I can't do it. Even if someone helps me, I won't be able to do it."
"Why are you helping Wonwoo and not me?" a sulking Mingyu spoke up. Minnie couldn't hold back her chuckle, hearing the hurt in his voice. She gently rubbed her palm on his bicep, only to be shaken off.
[doesn't want comfort]
"You're no better," he snarled at her, but she just grinned at him, leaning into him to hug his upper arm.
[annoying but very cute]
Jeonghan, now clearly in a different state of mind and over trying to sabotage most missions, turned towards him.
"Do you want me to help you?"
The younger rapper stayed quiet for a split second before answering with a chuckle, "No, just stay still." Begging him to not interrupt him anymore and leave him to his accomplishment.
"That would be helping, " Jeonghan laughed. "But I'm not staying still." Well, there goes the changed mind - at least when it came to Mingyu.
-
Almost the entire group had gathered in the kitchen again, most members sitting at the dining table or standing around it. Minnie found her place between Dino and Dokyeom, with Seungkwan right behind her chair. After he explained that Wonwoo had interrupted his mission, taking away even the rest of his calligraphy set, they started discussing what the rapper's mission could possibly be.
"Bother," Dokyeom came to the conclusion. "It's bothering us."
"It might be to bother us," the maknae agreed, nodding his head.
"Maybe bothering a couple of people to make them fail," Minnie added. "Because he won't manage to make everyone fail. And he let Mingyu finish his meringue," she recalled.
[doesn't understand the idea of teamwork when it comes to MINGYU]
Speaking of the devil, only a moment later, Jeonghan and Wonwoo strutted in, holding onto a wine glass, along with probably the biggest wine bottle they had ever seen.
Wonwoo's voice filled the room as he walked in. "Should we drink wine together?"
Before anyone could answer his question, Seungkwan jumped into action to bother him. "Wonwoo, what are you doing?" Frustadely going after him.
"I think Wonwoo's supposed to drink wine," the oldest explained, showing them the massive bottle. "He was drinking wine by himself."
"That much?!" Minnie exclaimed, her eyes switching between the bottle and the '96 Liner, who just smirked to himself. "You have to drink so much?! Are you insane?"
[a caring member]
Drinking, let alone that amount, was very unlike the rapper, so his cover was blown quickly. The members laughed at the unfortunate.
"I wanted to kind of drink it with a book," he showed them, sitting down while holding onto the piece of literature, only getting another round of laughter in return.
"That's in English!" The female member pointed out with a big smile, Dino's infamous laugh getting louder as he leaned onto her shoulder.
[he has studied English very well apparently]
They were still very much surprised by the size of the bottle, but Wonwoo wasn't backing down, going along with his act.
"Hey, I came back from the wine festival. I find wine very nice now," he defended himself, not caring that no one believed him.
"Sure," Minnie chuckled, her arms crossed in front of her chest as her eyes followed him in amusement.
[doesn't believe anything]
"Should we all have a drink together?" He asked into the round, reaching for the bottle of wine, but Woozi was quicker than him.
"Your father is going to be upset if he sees this!"
"Wonwoo, stop," she laughed at him at the same time.
[no shame to the JEON family]
The producer of the group was holding onto the bottle, settling it down next to him to keep it close. Wonwo didn't have a chance to get it back, so he turned to Joshua, showing him the book he was holding.
"Look, this is my favourite book."
"This is all in English!" The American went along with it, looking at him like a proud parent, gaining the attention of the rest of the table.
"Wonwoo, all English," Woozi couldn't help but chuckle.
The '96 Liner nodded. "This is my favourite book."
"Woah," Dokyeom sighed with a smile, "Minnie taught you so much." Earning him an amused smack to the shoulder from the girl next to him.
[WONWOO has a good teacher]
"Yeah," he agreed, "I can read it right away!" Wonwoo opened it and pointed at a line. "'Say Joshua', '" he read out loud, glancing over at the English-speaking member, who laughed and repeated his words.
-
"Jeonghan-hyung!" Mingyu suddenly came into the kitchen, calling out for the '95 Liner, "Do you want to do laundry?"
"Do you want to?" He asked back.
"Uh," the rapper nodded.
"Can you wash my clothes too?" Minnie turned in her chair, leaning back to meet the eyes of the older member as he passed her. "Pleeeease," batting her eyelashes at Mingyu and smiling brightly.
[if somebody wants something, they become very nice]
Without hesitation, he simply just asked her, "Where are they?"
"I put my jeans outside to let them dry, but the rest is still in the bathroom, in the sink."
"You left your clothes in the sink?" Joshua frowned at her.
"Yeah?" She innocently answered. "The sink was clean, and I didn't know where else to put it."
[more storage]
Then, she turned back to her fellow '97 Liner, "Should I go get them?"
But he was quick to stop her so she could even get up. "No, no, it's okay, I'll get them."
"Okay, thank youuu," she sweetly told him.
[suddenly so nice]
It didn't take long before after the two members left, their voices called out from the floor above.
"Ya, Dokyeom-ah!" Mingyu shouted. "My bowl disappeared!"
"Huh?" The other member called back.
"My bowl disappeared!" He repeated.
Minnie laughed to herself as she still sat by the table.
[laughing at the pain of others]
"Did you do something to it again?" Dino asked her, even though she was sitting next to him the entire time.
She shook her head, "No, but it's funny that he just can't finish his mission." Making the maknae laugh along with her, giggling at the bad luck of the other member.
Dokyeom left to join Mingyu, while other members spread out throughout the house, leaving a smaller group now by the dining table. Most who were sitting were either already done with their mission, had given up, or had failed early on.
Then there was Seungkwan, who came back from the Sauna room. Vernon was the first to notice his slightly off mood.
"Seungkwan-ah," he got his attention. "Do you need to do the calligraphy on rice paper?"
"Thanks for thinking of that," the other '98 Liner said, his voice so dull, you could think he was answering him sarcastically. "I can do it on tissue, right?"
[sarcasm 101]
"Yeah sure, why not?" Minnie turned around to glance at him. Seeing his facial expression made her almost feel bad, but also smile slightly as he was clearly stressed out about the game they were playing.
"Then I will do it right away!" He continued to rant. "I will do it on something else. Find another piece of paper and I will write calligraphy on that!"
"You're so dramatic," the female member called out his act, making the maknae laugh out loud while the main vocalist glared at her.
"You don't get to call me dramatic!" He took a piece of her hair and threw it on the other side of her head to mess it up. She rolled her eyes, and Dino helped her straighten it out again, brushing his hand over the top of her hair as he continued to speak to Seungkwan.
[nice little brother]
"You gave up too early."
"Ya, ya, Mingyu-ah," Jeoghan suddenly spoke up from the side of the room where the production crew was gathered. "You need to make the meringue and do what?"
The rapper had just come out of the kitchen to join the group at the table.
"I need to put it over my head," he instructed, acting it out, "and do it until it doesn't fall. But-," he quickly added, "then I also need to keep that until 11pm."
Minnie was more than thankful that her mission had been much easier than that.
"But my pot and spoon disappeared," he sulked.
The girl couldn't hold back the giggle falling from her lips, making him raise his eyebrows at her. As he was standing right behind her, he leaned over, his hands gripping the back of her chair.
"Did you have something to do with this?"
Minnie jumped slightly, not expecting him to be so close all of a sudden.
[the bickering continues]
She turned around a bit to look up,
"No! Why does everyone think that?" Her continuous chuckling didn't help him believing her.
"Ha, ha, ha," he mocked her, only making her laugh harder.
"Ya, Mingyu, you must be stressed out," Wonwoo commented.
Minnie nodded along with her laughter. "He's SO stressed out!"
"Have a glass of wine," the older rapper offered him, making the girl perk up.
"Stop that!" Leaning over to push his hand away from the bottle. She tried to get a hold of the glass he was holding onto, but Wonwoo was quick to snatch it closer to him, making her shake her head and sit back down with a smile wide on her lips.
"I think, I might," Mingyu agreed, sighing in clear frustration.
"Woah," Dino chuckled. "You're stressed? Have a glass of wine," pointing at the member who apparently wasn't giving up so easily.
-
None of them noticed Joshua suspiciously standing up to walk over to the snack area that the production crew had provided them with. Only when he came back with yet another banana did Minghao notice his behaviour.
"Oh! Joshua, stop eating." He reached out to snatch the piece of fruit out of the older member's grasp, but he pushed his hand away, sitting back down next to Vernon.
"But I want to eat a banana," he defended himself.
But the '97 Liner wasn't letting go. He fought with him and finally got hold of the fruit. "No! Stop eating!" Joshua didn't let go; now the two full-grown men were playing tug of war with a banana. Minnie just looked at them in amusement.
"What if I want to eat bananas-"
"No, stop!"
The older gave up and let go.
"Why do you keep on eating them?" Minghao wondered, even though he most likely already knew the answer. "It's not good if you eat too much."
The girl chuckled at the lame excuse before turning to Joshua.
"You're not very sly about your mission," she told him, mentioning the word in English since she didn't know how to say it in Korean.
[English teacher MINNIE in action]
"Sly," Vernon mocked her tone and pitched his voice higher to imitate her, making her snap at him.
"I don't know how to say it in Korean!"
"Sly," he just repeated, making her jerk her leg up to hit his with a smile on her lips, getting a chuckle out of him.
[a little brother doing little brother duties]
The sound of a can opening made Minnie look at the end of the table, finding Wonwoo with a drink in his hand. She frowned, but before she could say anything, Seungkwan came up next to him and immediately took the can out of his hands.
"What are you doing?" As soon as he had the drink, he smacked Wonwoo's back with his free hand. "Sober up. Please!"
"I'm starting to get worried," the female member commented.
[it must be different at home]
"That isn't even wine. What are you doing?"
"You hear that? Don't make Minnie worry," the '98 Liner warned him. "Don't worry her. She's gonna cry."
[don't make women cry]
"Calm down," she laughed at the ridiculousness of the younger member.
Seungkwan switched the can with a banana, which Wonwoo opened to eat. For some reason, the younger member thought that he needed help, so he broke off a piece and put it in the rapper's mouth, pushing it in with his finger. The camera panned over to the girl, who was looking at the duo with a frown and disgust written all over her face.
[doesn't understand the intimacy of the moment]
Wonwoo blankly stared back at her, making her chuckle.
"Who's the person that stole Jeonghan-hyung's recorder and got rid of it?" Mingyu, who had sat down next to Dino, wanted to know.
"Me," the '96 Liner simply answered, his eyes now on his fellow rapper.
"You?" The girl jumped into the conversation as Seungkwan claimed the banana as his own and walked away.
"Where did you put it?" Dino wondered.
Wonwoo smiled sheepishly. "I don't know. I don't remember."
"You didn't put it in the room, right?"
"I split it up into three, but I don't remember where I put one part," the older member explained, getting chuckles from the others at the table.
"That's why Jeonghannie-hyung suddenly wants to help so many people," Minnie pointed out, gaining the attention of the members. "Because he can't finish his own mission and doesn't have anything to do."
[at least he's helping]
"Mingyu, let's try to make the meringue with me!" The '95 Liner called out, to which the member laughed.
"See," the girl simply stated.
"I don't want to do merignue now," the 26-year-old sulked. He wasn't going to get over him and Minnie ruining his first try at finishing his mission anytime soon, apparently. Unlike Vernon and Dokyeom.
"I- I made up well," the '98 Liner stated, his hand reaching out to shake DK's, which he obviously accepted.
"Oh, yes. Because I really had no intention of doing that."
"Did you fight?" Seungkwan wondered from his place over by the kitchen island.
"Oh, no, no. Not like that," Vernon explained. Not everyone had followed the duo as he helped the older member to win by eating ten fried eggs with him.
"I'll tell you later," the '97 Liner said, since they didn't know if they should reveal their secret missions just yet. "But wow," he continued, "if Mingyu isn't making the meringue, that's awesome." He patted the girl's shoulder. "Then Jeonghan-hyung and you really did a good job."
Minnie laughed at his remark, and only laughed even harder once she glanced over at the man in question, who was definitely less than amused.
[he will not forgive her for a long time]
"But you did really well," Dokyeom continued, sending the rapper a thumbs up.
The female member decided to stand up to get closer to her fellow '97 Liner, who continued to stare ahead with zero emotions on his face.
"I feel really bad," she chuckled as she opened her arm wider the closer she got to him, but he was quick to take a step to the side. "What?" She came to a stop, staring at him. "Let me hug you."
"No," he shook his head.
"What?! Why not?"
[acting surprised]
"Now you feel bad?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
She smiled at him. "Stop sulking!"
As she noticed he wasn't moving away anymore, she wrapped her arms around his bigger figure, cuddling her body against his side. Mingyu didn't even try to hug her back.
[MINNIE likes affection, MINGYU doesn't]
"What if I said that to you!" He exclaimed. "You wouldn't speak to me the entire day."
[speaking from experience]
Minnie sheepishly grinned, hugging him even tighter. She knew he was right. They had multiple moments like that in their apartment that others didn't know about.
"Don't be mad like that." She patted his back as she released him again.
"YOU shouldn't be mad," he threw back at her, knowing exactly that if the roles were switched, he'd be talking to a wall right now. "I'll remember this."
[the grudge will continue]
"Okay," she let her hand brush over his shoulder before walking back to her seat with a smile.
Jeonghan's eyes moved around the room, taking in the members that were sitting down, when he noticed one person missing.
"Where did Wonwoo go?"
-
The same few people were still sitting in the middle of the room when Hoshi showed up out of nowhere, surprising the members when he put a stack of peaches on a metal pole on the table.
The group erupted in laughter, Dino's contagious giggles being the loudest.
"What is this?" Vernon wondered.
"Are those peaches?" The maknae threw in as well.
"Is this your mission?" Was Minnie's question.
She and Jun walked over to the other side of the table, trying their best at stacking the 10 pieces of fruit as Hoshi had explained to them that he wasn't allowed to use any kind of help - whether with another object or leaning the peaches against a wall.
"How could you hide that in the freezer?!"
Their attention quickly shifted when Seungkwan, who had just been in the kitchen, walked back out with a familiar silver bowl. Filled with meringue.
"I'm ruined!" Mingyu's voice echoed from the corner.
"He hid it?!" The girl exclaimed, shock lighting up her face.
[bad feelings have vanished]
Dokyeom couldn't help but smile. "The meringue is definite now, wow."
"Wow, Seungkwan, you found it so well!"
"Ya, Seungkwan-ah, you did well!" He and Joshua complimented him.
"Good job," Minnie added with a big grin before getting back to the task in front of her.
"Seungkwan, can you put it on your head to see if it came out well?" The '97 Liner showed up from the kitchen, a new silver bowl in his hand, in which he was trying to whisk a new meringue.
"You cheated!" The girl pointed at him while still trying to focus on the peaches with Hoshi and Vernon. "You were so mad at Jeonghan and me, even though you cheated!"
The main vocalist did as asked, realising that Mingyu would win if nothing happened to the bowl until 11pm. And made it his new mission to keep the silver dishware in his hands.
"Hey," Woozi came downstairs, "we can do a live until 11pm."
Minnie chuckled, looking up at him, "That's very specific."
[seeing right through him]
"Do you want to do a live?" He just asked back, ignoring her remark.
"Wait!" Seungkwan immediately jumped in. "He needs to do it until 11pm."
"It's his mission," the girl nodded with a smile as she noticed the producer starting to shake his head.
"You guys are like Wonwoo."
"The live needs to be until-"
"I can't even do it for more than five minutes because he keeps turning it off." His story made the members laugh. "It's been a while. I turned it on because I can't do it later, but he keeps on turning it off."
"Yeah, because it's your mission," Minnie pointed at him with a chuckle, but he just shook his head. "Stop lying!"
Her, Hoshi, and Vernon were focused on the fruit when Wonwoo came back into the room, holding onto a new book and a new can. God knows where he had gotten it from.
Dokyeom's voice made the girl look up. He commented on the drink in his hands, but the rapper played it off, saying he just wanted to read a book, and sometimes you're craving alcohol.
"Wonwoo... I guess his mission is definitely something with alcohol," he explained, coming back to the table and sitting right across from the trio, still struggling.
"I thought it was drinking the bottle of wine," she thought out loud, realising that it was also possible that Wonwoo had lied to them about it to trick them.
[either way, he wants to drink alcohol apparently]
Her eyes followed the rapper but snapped back when Hoshi spoke up next to her, taking the last peach she was holding onto.
"I really thought I'd be able to stack these."
"They won't?" DK asked them.
"They really don't!"
"I didn't think it would be this hard either," Minnie commented, her gaze trained on Vernon's hands that were trying to keep the stack steady. She reached forward as well, just in case it was going to collapse.
[concentrated on finishing the mission of another]
"But you needed to not damage them and stack them?" Dino questioned him, seemingly interested in what they had to do.
"But," Vernon answered first. "He damaged them himself."
"Oh okay," the maknae nodded. "But if they fall, they're damaged!"
"Yeah, but Hoshi impaled them," the girl chuckled, showing him the holes in the peaches.
"Impaled," Vernon laughed at her use of words. "You don't know what sly means in Korean, but you know impaled?!"
Minnie joined him, laughing in chorus as she nodded.
[walking dictionary]
"And he took a bite," the rapper lifted one of the peaches to show.
"But I would've done it like that too," she defended the '96 Liner. "I would make them as flat as possible and then try to stack them."
[very dedicated]
They continued to do their best, now with also the help of their youngest, while Mingyu and Joshua presented them with some comedic entertainment. The rapper's whines filled the room as he tried to fight off Joshua, who was following him around, trying to snatch the bowl out of his grip, all while Mingyu continued to whisk desperately. Most likely to have a backup, knowing that his official plan was ruined thanks to Seungkwan, who had found the first silver bowl in the freezer.
Once the '95 Liner managed to get the dishware, he turned around and headed towards the kitchen. Mingyu was frozen in place, the fork sad in his hands as he glanced straight into the camera.
Minnie laughed at his act.
"Joshua is the devil," he called out.
The girl rolled her eyes. "You're so dramatic." Earning a push to her head as he walked behind her. She smacked his arm in return, getting a hiss from him as she hit his naked skin perfectly.
[we promise, SEVENTEEN loves each other]
-
With only five minutes left to finish all remaining missions, or ruin the ones still in progress, more had gathered around the table once again. Mingyu had joined the peach-stacking group, taking matters into his own hands, letting Hoshi, Minnie, and Vernon watch.
"Did you all do your missions?" Wonwoo asked into the group, getting a few nods in return.
"There are people who gave up and some who did it," Jun explained before Jeonghan added,
"It's kind of hard now."
Jun stopped by the four to take a look at how far they had come already. Noticing their continuous struggle, he made a proposal,
"Hoshi-ya," getting the performer to look at him. "If it's okay to damage them, you can put flour on them and do it."
"Flour?" Minnie turned around to look at her fellow dancer, getting a nod from him. She looked impressed.
"You pressed them too much," Vernon pointed out. "That they got soft."
"Yeah, maybe if they were harder, it would be easier. Maybe we should freeze them," Minnie tried to give input, but Mingyu shook his head.
"Why not?" She whined at the man to her left in annoyance, clearly still on edge with him, making him chuckle.
"Calm down!" He called out. "There are only five minutes left. That's why."
"Oh," the girl grinned, "sorry," leaning on his shoulder to rub in her excuse.
[quickly made up]
Hoshi explained all the ways he had already tried to stack the peaches, noticing that no one was going much farther than he had gotten, but Vernon wasn't giving up. He took them away from Mingyu, getting to work, and singing along to a song he had made up on the way.
"This game is a really bad game," the '97 Liner commented, side-eyeing the crew to his left.
Minnie chuckled. Of course, he wouldn't like something he found out he wasn't necessarily good at.
"As expected, I like trivia the most," he added.
"Just because you didn't get to finish your mission, doesn't mean this is a bad game," the girl argued. "The production team still put in a lot of effort."
[bickering, part 100]
"Next time, I'm sabotaging your mission. Let's see how good you find the game then," he arrogantly nudged his head towards her.
"Mingyu," Joshua spoke up from the other end of the table, "with the meringue you made. Should we make some meringue cookies?"
"Macaron?" Minnie wondered, making the older member nod.
"I don't think I'm going to eat macarons ever again." Mingyu's comment made her chuckle.
"We officially traumatised him," she added, taking a turn at trying to stack the peaches.
[triumph]
At this point, it had just become entertainment as they knew, they most likely weren't going to be able to finish this mission for Hoshi.
"Yeah," the older rapper agreed. "Are you proud of yourself?"
"Very," Minnie was quick to answer straightforwardly, getting a scoff in return before he stood up to head to the kitchen.
A short while later, Seungkwan got the attention of the room.
"Members," their heads turned to him, holding the familiar silver bowl again. Mingyu was clinging to his arms. "I think that working hard until the end is playing fair." He showed the bowl. "I added some water so that it doesn't go hard."
The members erupted in laughter, clapping at his actions as he poured the now milky water into a pan.
"Wait," Mingyu said, looking at the cameramen on the other side of the room. "How many minutes are left?" One of the producers held up two fingers. "Two minutes? So, for two minutes, can I try it?" Now, asking the group.
"Yeah, sure."
"Yes."
"Yes, try it!" Some answered him, giving him even just the slightest bit of hope.
"Can you make meringue in two minutes or not?" Woozi asked out loud.
Minnie shook her head. "He won't. Two minutes is way too short."
[very positive mindset]
"No, he might be able to if his hands are really fast," Jeonghan commented.
The girl leaned back in her chair, not speaking loudly enough for the entire table to hear her. "His hands are fast, but not that fast."
Her comment got her a loud laugh along with a shocked facial expression from Vernon.
"What?" She grinned sheepishly. He smacked her shoulders gently, making her laugh as well. The two leaned into each other as they tried to calm down.
[two members that get along well]
"What is with you two?" Dokyeom wondered, but the younger rapper brushed it off, not wanting to explain the dirty joke Minnie had just made.
"You're insane," he commented.
The girl shrugged. "I'm being honest."
"I don't wanna know about that." Getting a giggle from her.
-
Wonwoo had joined her on the side of the table, sitting down in the empty chair where Mingyu had sat not even two minutes ago. Now he was leaning against the wall behind them, with the same bowl and fork, but a new eggwhite and sugar inside it. He had one minute left and was eager to at least try; one had to admire the effort.
Minghao had gone to the kitchen to look for a more useful utensil than a fork, coming back with a whisk and offering it to the fellow '97 Liner. It would definitely help much more if only he had more time left.
"We won't bother you," Wonwoo announced, speaking merely for himself, as he would soon find out.
Vernon glanced at the hard-working member. "But aren't you out if the time runs out before you put it on your head?"
"Yeah," Minnie told him. "He's only doing this for the cameras now."
[calling out]
Her comment made the '96 Liner push her shoulders as he chuckled.
Joshua fired him on, exclaiming supportive words to get him to whisk even faster. You could tell Mingyu was truly putting every last bit of energy he had left.
It was announced he had 10 seconds left, but it didn't make him back down.
"Fighting, fighting!" Seungkwan motivated him, coming a few steps closer to where he was standing by the wall. "A bit more. And more." He took a quick glance down at the ball before eyeing the production crew. "How many seconds are we going to wait?" He wondered, making Dino laugh out loud.
Suddenly, he lifted his hand, holding onto a bottle. "You need to add some water if you want to make more white foam."
Minnie gasped at his words, knowing exactly what was coming next. The group watched as the main vocalist poured more than enough water into the bowl, ruining everything he had worked for within the blink of an eye. Mingyu froze while the members started laughing and clapping.
"Woaaah, you really poured it in," Dokyeom breathed out.
"The devil. He's the devil!" The maknae shouted out.
Vernon, Minnie, and Wonwoo were holding onto each other for dear life as they couldn't contain their laughter, falling back into their chairs, and leaning forward at the same time.
[evil laughter]
Na PD interrupted the moment with a clap and his loud voice. "Okay, that's it! We'll stop here."
-
"It's time to calculate," he announced once the group had settled again. "Please reveal what each of your missions were. We can start from Hoshi and go on."
The production team asked each member to explain their mission, and add if they think they have managed to do it.
Hoshi began to tell them about the stacking and admitted his defeat, describing the ways he had tried but failed to do so.
Minghao reminisced about the very start of the game when he jumped into the pool since the group had been gathered in the kitchen, and no one was following him to see what he was doing.
Wonwoo admitted that he had to finish the entire bottle of wine that was still on the kitchen island, but the rest of the group agreed that it would be insane to drink that much after having just been at a vineyard.
Mingyu's mission was obvious, but he revealed to have had even another backup meringue that he had hidden right next to Na PD, but he spilt it while trying to hide it, and there was nothing left - Youngseok decided that it would not count as accomplished. At least they had been well entertained thanks to Mingyu.
Then it was Minnie's turn.
"Minnie, please explain what your mission was," Na PD asked her.
"I honestly have no idea what it could be," Dokyeom commented, making her grin.
[good at hiding and being sly]
"Yeah, I don't know either," Vernon added.
The girl smiled at the producers before turning to her group. "My mission was to make a bowl of ramyeon and share it with a member."
"Oh, but you couldn't finish it," Hoshi pointed out, remembering the pain he saw in her eyes when he once came downstairs and saw her sitting by the table.
"Yeah," she grinned even wider, "but you finished it for me. So I shared it with you."
The group erupted in gasps and claps.
[proud]
"That's so smart of you!" Jun complimented her.
"Wait," the dancer turned to her, "did you actually not want to finish it?"
She nodded excitedly, "Yeah, it really was hurting my stomach already. So, thank you." Beaming at him.
[two birds, one stone]
Minghao perked up from the other end of the table. "Is that why you offered it to me?"
"YES!" She jumped up. "And you declined! I was honestly a bit annoyed, but I couldn't show it." The members laughed at her.
"Wow," Vernon clapped next to her. "That was sly." Mocking her once again, making her roll her eyes.
[he is adapting to her speech]
"Yes," Na PD agreed. "Very well done, Minnie! You succeeded."
"Thank youuu," she smiled brightly.
Seungkwan, as the others already suspected, had to write something in Calligraphy on rice paper. But since he seemed so triggered by the fact that Wonwoo had hidden the piece of paper he had written on, the members thought he had failed. They were proven wrong when he pulled out another sheet from his sweater, unfolding it and revealing his motto. After a bit of inspection from Na PD himself, they agreed to let him pass.
Jeonghan, like he had already admitted, failed since the '96 Liner had hidden parts of his recorder - and didn't even know where anymore. Therefore, he couldn't play the Titanic soundtrack and failed.
Jun exposed his mastermind by explaining how he took on his mission. Since he knew getting a member to go to sleep wasn't going to be easy, he thought of a way around. His solution was to include S.Coups, who, thanks to the different time zones they were in, would be asleep as of now. This started a heated debate between the singers and the production crew as no one could really tell if their leader was currently asleep.
"Okay," Na PD interrupted, "to be honest, we sent S.Coups a message earlier, and the one hasn't disappeared yet." He referred to the 'sent' and 'read' receipt on Kakao talk - if there's a 1 next to the message, it has been sent, but the person hasn't opened it yet.
"You have to look at his Discord." The group agreed. Later in the evening, if Seungcheol didn't have a schedule planned, he would be playing video games, therefore also be active in their gamer channel on Discord. If his profile was shown to be 'offline', you could think that he'd be sleeping, most likely.
To know for sure, though, Na PD turned to the female member. "Minnie-ya, have you talked to S.Coups recently?"
[the trusted little sister]
All eyes fell on the girl because either she could say the truth or lie, and depending on how much she cared about Jun's mission getting a pass, they would have to believe her.
She shook her head. "I sent him a picture during the wine festival, but I haven't heard from him since then."
The producers accepted their defeat.
Woozi slyly confessed that the lives he was announcing were in fact for his mission, but he added that he had to include five members. It didn't have to go until 11pm, and he managed to succeed a bit earlier and even had every member show up in the multiple lives he had started and ended. The members were already excited to know what Carats were saying about the random videos now showing up on Weverse (RIP Vlive).
Vernon was quick to tell the group that he had lost before the game even started, as well as not even a second into it. Keeping Dokyeom from singing was one of the hardest tasks of the evening. And ever.
Joshua, on the other hand, was proud to announce that his mission was the exact opposite, and therefore, he had achieved it easily.
Dokyeom, as most had already known, was challenged to eat 10 fried eggs. He did get help from Vernon and would therefore share the money with him, but since it hadn't been disclosed whether he had to finish them on his own or not, he was given a pass.
Dino's mission surprised quite a few of the members when he told them that he had to backhug each one of them for three seconds. Some of them questioned whether the maknae had truly hugged them at all during the evening, but they came to the realisation that he had just done a good job at doing it so casually. Minnie had already forgotten that he had hugged her while she was making her Ramen. Being one of the clingy members definitely had its perks.
At the end, Minghao, Minnie, Seungkwan, Jun, Woozi, Joshua, Dokyeom, and Dino were the members to have succeeded in their missions, each now being 150 Euros richer. Besides Dokyeom and Vernon, who had decided to cut it in half and leave them with 75 Euros each.
For any specific events/moments you'd like to see in future NANA Tour episodes and in general, pls never hesitate to let me know! I'm sure others would love to read your ideas as well :)
nicknames from wooyoung: jinnie ++ every endearment under the sun
duo name : catmouse, woojin
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WOOJIN NONSENSE . . .
- yapper x listener
- wooyoung's ramblings, no matter how mundane they may seem, actively comforting seojin. his extroverted nature fills a silence that seojin's usually anxiously trying to fix
- non sexual intimacy. hand holding, back hugs, peppering kisses on one another's faces until they're both giggling
- constant teasing...and wooyoung being all too aware seojin can't handle it
- netflix and chills except neither are actually watching the screen
- height difference that wooyoung has come to love. loves guiding seojin down to meet him when they kiss or cuddle
- really stupid, really petty arguments over everything, and even dumber reconciliations
