Series Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor, Unexpected Pregnancy, Almost Instalove, Instalust
Warnings For This Chapter: Fake Date
Chapter 3.
Over the course of the evening Jeongguk realized just how misunderstood and hurt you must be inside. Even though you do an incredible job at shielding this away from the outside world.
He can already tell your fake smile apart from your genuine ones, the way your eyes crinkle when you're actually smiling is the tell.
It's his job to pick up on these things, he's great with social cues and it helps him understand his clients a hell of a lot more -- but with you there's something so intriguing that he can't help but want to understand you more.
The salmon dinner you had delivered was brought by a man in a tuxedo with white gloves that waited on the both of you hand and foot. And while Guk thought he would find this incredibly troublesome and uncomfortable, he didn't.
The waiter, Pierre, felt like a regular in this large mansion, he knew where all of the plates and glassware were and he was silent as a mouse while he did it all but you didn't treat him like the help.
You asked Pierre if he needed anything, even going so far as to stop your conversations mid-sentence to ask him. You genuinely care even if you hide that away from the world as well.
So now as dessert rolls around it just feels like the escort is hanging around with a friend of his and the picturesque gardens and the gigantic mansion fade into the background until it feels like it almost never existed.
He can only see you.
"We should go on a follow up research date," Jeongguk announces, grabbing a small millionaire shortbread cookie off the silver tray in the middle of the table.
You notch an eyebrow, giving your full attention as you swirl your dessert wine in your glass.
This man feels nothing like an escort in your eyes. When you first saw him, his image practically screamed at you to fall to your knees and listen to every little instruction he gives you but in actuality Jeongguk is the opposite.
He listens, he pays undivided attention to you and his body moves naturally like all he wants to do is soak up time in your presence.
As someone who has now spent years just observing people instead of getting involved and interacting with them, you've learned a lot about this man in such a short amount of time.
He doesn't care about money, not really anyway. When he first stepped foot into the sterile mansion, he was dumbfounded but then as time went on it didn't seem to faze him at all.
Guk cares about the person in front of him, he listens avidly to everything that they say like they're the only person in the universe that exists.
You haven't felt this comfortable in a long time, not that you've laughed and carried on long-winded conversations so far but you still feel relaxed in his presence.
"Research date?" you muse, lifting your glass to your lips.
He nods then, the subtle glow of the moon highlighting his silver eyebrow piercing. "Yeah. I know some things about you now but it's good to see clients in a social setting as well."
The thought of being around a lot of people makes your skin itch and you involuntarily scratch at the back of your neck awkwardly.
Guk sets down his wine, observing you in a matter of seconds.
He should suggest something that wouldn't make you anxious so he offers the only thing he knows you like. "We can go to the zoo."
You haven't been to the zoo in years. The memory of your father flits around your mind immediately and that's enough for you to nod. "Can I buy it out for the day?"
Guk gives you an incredulous smirk, folding his arms. The way his biceps ripple beneath his work shirt makes you distracted for a moment before he's pulling your attention back to his face. "You buying out a zoo is not going to make it a social setting."
"Can I buy the exclusive VIP tour then?" you inquire.
"Will that make you feel more comfortable?" he replies, picking up his glass of wine.
"Yes," you answer honestly.
"Then yes, let's be VIPs for the day."
Your smile then is genuine, crinkling the corners of your eyes sweetly. You smile at how considerate he is, you smile at the fact that you have someone to go somewhere with, and you smile because you're comfortable.
And Jeongguk's promise to his best friends that he wouldn't look at a client the same way as he looked at Chloe slowly feels like it's breaking already.
What you do know to be true about Jeongguk so far is that he is gentlemanly, polite and understanding.
But you still have this underlying sense of distrust that your therapist has told you equates to just how vile Jasper was to you when he cheated. It created this huge turmoil deep inside of you almost like mildew on walls -- it grows and grows until it's taken care of.
You've never truly taken care of it. You just push it to the back of your brain and lock it away hoping that it'll somehow disappear for good.
The opera has always done a great job with drowning out the hopeless thoughts you have but when Jeongguk left that night after dessert, you didn't play any music.
You let the night sink in and you experienced something in its entirety for the first time in years.
As you laid in bed, you let thoughts of the escort consume you. You told him things that night, simple things but it's more than Namjoon probably even knows.
Jeongguk knows your favorite color, your happiest memory, your need for revenge against the two happy life ruiners, he knows how your booming business is just a distraction so that your brain can't process anything from years ago.
And yet, you know very little about Guk.
You could see how it turned out to be that way as the night ticked on in your gigantic, expensive bed.
But it made you curious about the escort. It made you want the same exact answers from him.
So now as you sit outside At Your Service with your Gucci sunglasses on and your long black leather gloves that reach your elbows, you vow to yourself to get those answers.
You're excited for the zoo, if you're being honest with yourself. While it is incredibly early to even be outside, you like knowing you'll have hours to see every animal within the large conservation park.
As for Jeongguk, he can't even step out of his office to meet you at your car because he's being bombarded with questions by his two best friends.
"Can you both move?" he scoffs, sliding on his leather jacket.
Jimin and Taehyung slide closer to one another, folding their arms in tandem with wicked smiles.
"Answer the questions, Guk," Jimin orders, shutting the office door with the heel of his foot.
The sound of the glass door rattling the glass walls around them practically makes the younger escorts teeth rattle.
He doesn't want to even deal with this right now but if he doesn't then he's never going to be able to leave. And he would rather not disappoint you, you've had enough disappointment in your life so far, or so he thinks.
"Holy shit," he breathes, rolling his eyes, "I'm going to the fucking zoo-"
"Going on a date to the zoo," Taehyung interrupts.
"I'm going on a research date to the zoo with my client Y/N so I can see how she interacts in a social setting. I want to make sure that when I take her to the wedding she'll be able to be comfortable-"
"May I just fucking interject that the last time Jeongguk had a client, he didn't give a shit if she was on her hands and knees vomitting into a toilet from food poisoning but now his new client gets two meetings before this wedding that's three whole months away," Taehyung heaves.
"Good point," Jimin chirps, high-fiving the man beside him.
"Oh my God," Guk mumbles, combing his hands through his hair. "You're both so immature."
"Listen, if you're gonna fuck then fuck. But as your life partners and best friends, we just wanna know what's going on," the oldest breathes.
"I'm not fucking her! I'm going to the zoo! Jesus Christ!" your date scoffs, pushing his friends out of the way.
"You're gonna break your promise," Tae sings, steadying himself against the leather couch.
Guk stops in his tracks, thinking back to the dinner date you had not even four days ago before clearing his throat.
He did feel himself losing all semblance of that promise that evening.
"She is my client," he exasperates.
"So was Chloe," Jimin states.
With the roll of his eyes once more, he steps out into the carpeted hallway. "They're different."
It didn't take him long to get to the front door of the agency. The escort thinks to himself how he's going to apologize and make sure you understand that he was held up against his will but the thought flies right out of his head when he sees you.
Your McLaren sits perfectly shiny under the early morning sun and it's so striking that it makes the escort blink. You're not in the driver's seat, nor on top of the hood daintily waiting like Chloe used to.
Instead you're handing a man in tattered looking clothes some money and trying to be as secretive as possible about it, not for yourself of course but to make the man not feel like a burden upon society.
Jeongguk looks on with fascination, simply floored with how thoughtful you are.
You give the homeless man a smile -- a genuine one.
"My God," the escort chirps.
When you turn around to head back to your car, he catches your ensemble. You're decked out in black from head to toe looking as if you're going to someone's funeral. But it would be a fashionable funeral no doubt.
You wear the Gucci and the Balenciaga almost as if you're astonished you even have it and Jeongguk loves that about you.
It's one of the many things he can remember about your meeting vividly.
Your head bow to him is what makes him break out of his short lived reverie.
"Good morning," he announces, walking down the steps of the business.
"It is a good morning," you decide, opening up your door.
Guk decides not to comment on your car, he doesn't think you'd like being complimented on how much money you have. It seems obvious after dinner the other day.
You reach to turn off the opera music but Guk's hand wraps around yours before you can get there.
"I like The Magic Flute," he breathes, giving you a smile.
You want to assume he did his research to seem more knowledgeable on the subject and that he doesn't actually like it but you'll give him the benefit of the doubt.
The car ride is silent for a while but you're alright with it, the air isn't taut with uncomfortableness nor anxiousness and you like that.
You wonder when it's the right time to ask him things. You haven't spoken to anyone but Namjoon in ages and he initiates conversation first.
So you bite the bullet.
And apparently so does he.
"Whats yo-"
"How have-"
Guk chuckles deeply, the sound like harpsichords and the chilly morning breeze.
"I'm sorry, you go first," he offers politely, tilting his head to look at you.
"Oh, no, you first," you breathe.
He notices how you grip the steering wheel tighter and he concedes quickly to spare you the pain of awkwardness.
"How was the past few days? Miss me?" he jeers, lowering his window.
He doesn't miss the gentile smirk you give through the side mirror and his heart wants to melt to fucking goo inside of himself.
Not a good sign.
"I'm a businesswoman, I remain professional at all times," you reply.
Was that banter? Are you joking around with him?
He wants more.
"Nah. I think you missed me," he quips, putting on his sunglasses.
You pick up your coffee and take a sip, getting ready for the long drive to the zoo.
"What's your favorite color?" you inquire softly.
Guk puts his hands behind his head and you do the both of you the favor of opening up the roof to a convertible.
"My favorite color is sage green."
"That's specific," you reply.
Guk chuckles, shrugging his shoulders and running his fingers through his hair. "I've always been a specific type of person."
"I got you coffee earlier… What's your favorite memory?"
The escort looks down at the cup holder and there's a warmth that spreads through him knowing you were thoughtful.
"Favorite memory? Holy shit… I haven't thought about that in a while. Lemme think," Jeongguk breathes, picking up his coffee.
The car is silent for a few moments and you can practically see the cogs turning in his head out of the corner of your eye.
Finally he clears his throat awkwardly and you slow the car down to hear him above the engine.
"My happiest moment is probably when I got accepted into Stanford."
"You went to Stanford University?! What did you study?!" you inquire.
You didn't expect this, not because he's an escort but because you went as well.
"Theoretical physics."
Your eyes widen and you turn your head to him for merely a moment to show him your shock.
To be accepted into Stanford for such a deep thinking major is phenomenal, he must be one of the brightest minds of the century.
It intrigues you. It pulls you in.
"I went to Stanford too," you add with a small smile.
"You graduated," he breathes, lifting his coffee cup to his lips.
You can hear the pain in his voice, you can hear the disappointment and it reels you back in.
"Wh-What happened?"
Guk shrugs his shoulders stiffly, staring ahead at the asphalt road that disappears beneath the car. "It's a long story. Maybe I'll tell you one day."
And what’s this?? Chapter three of maathp??? Shh don’t scare it
It’s the first time in awhile that Eddie is willingly scrolling through the headlines and not hating every second of it- some of which is due to the fact that a) most of it is what has actually been released to the press and b) there is actually very little about Christopher in the barrage of tweets and articles. There are tweets with screenshots of their shared look from their tv appearance and several comments that he rolls his eyes at far too dramatically for being alone in a room with a barely 6 month old.
His mother doesn't want him fake dead anymore, so at least there’s something in the win column. That along with the fact that the hateful tweets have calmed down enough for him to not pay attention to them.
His spiral has led him down a path of articles about presidential scandals and he’s landed in the sex category, because those are the ones that get the most attention. He texts Karen,
Numbers on one of us getting involved in a sex scandal before the end of second term?
You were asleep as you all were making your way down the road. Too tired and drained to stay awake for the rest of the way there. Kagami was sitting right next to you playing with your hair.
And Jason who was on the other side with you was staring out the window, while having a tight grip on your thigh. All that could be heard was your soft snoring and ‘Needed me’ by Rihanna as Kise terribly tried to sing along. But instead failed miserably and is getting cussed out by Aomine.
Hearing a little yawn they all looked at the back to see you waking up as you rubbed your eyes. Blinking the rest of the sleep out of your eyes you stretched and looked outside the window. “Oh we here” brings a smile to your sleepy features. They all looked out the window to see that you were right.
~
You were currently sitting on the examination table in the doctor's office. Just swinging your feet back and forth against the pavement. Hearing the door click open you were met by a doctor who smiled at you—to which you returned ofc.”Alright Ms. Machete you're here to see if you're pregnant?” you nod your head to confirm you didn’t know what you were here for Akashi was the one booked the appointment. The doctor had gone through the procedure of having you lay down as they rubbed some type of jellyfish liquid on your tummy, before doing the ultrasound. There was a knock at the door which the doctor said for the person to come in. Akashi came through the door as well as Midorima. They stood right next to you on one side. The doctor then began to explain what was shown in the ultrasound screen.
Explaining that the baby wasn’t fully developed yet but was 100% sure that when the baby is developed their most likely are gonna be healthy. You took a deep breath even though you haven’t ever thought about a mini human being coming out of you, you can say you're really mad.The doctor left with Akashi to go set up your next appointment and everyone else piled into the room. Crowding around the room, probably to look at the baby. “That’s the baby, it looks weird..” Aomine trailed off “That’s cuz it’s not fully developed at all we just impregnated her last night”. “Oh”.
Impregnate. Last night they said it was a baby trap. And it still is ofc. But now they wanna switch it up now that it is over, for now ofc. You felt tears well your eyes as sniffed quietly–Nash heard you as he glanced up from his phone just to do a double take. “Hey hey what’s wrong?” he asked gently crouching down in front of you. His concerned voice caught the others' attention. “Hey what’s wrong with her?” “Must be because of what you said dumbass” “Me?!? I just asked a question I didn’t expect to hurt her feelings!”. Kuroko and Aomine kept going back and forth.
Akashi came back into the room to see all the chaos that was taking place before his eyes. “What the hell is going on?” everyone quieted down except you, “Why is she crying- what did y’all say to her?!?”. “We didn’t say anything to her for the last damn time!” not wanting to argue to cause a bigger mess, Akashi turned to you. “Y/N baby whats wrong”, you sniffed as you now had everyone's full divided attention now on you. “I want french fries” you whined.
Fucking hormones.
~
You all were now back in the car, you ofc were happy now that you got your french fries. Eating them with tearful eyes as you looked out the window. You were like a kid now. If you don’t get anything you want you whine and cry about it. They honestly kind of worried for the next 9 months of your pregnancy, mood swings, random cravings, definitely the random cravings at random times. And last but not least the swelling kinda most women would swell a lot in the feet but who knows you probably won't. But what they can't wait for is the pregnancy glow.
You already look stunning to them already–you’ve always have. But now you look stunning with their child growing inside of you. Oh life can’t get any better than this, and it will from here on there. “I want donuts.” Did I forget to mention the cravings? If so, you're already craving a lot of things, and to be honest they don’t even think it’s the baby this time. Just you wanting to make them suffer this whole pregnancy to get back at them.
And they don’t blame you, they all would do the same if they were in your position but they couldn’t help themselves. Think of it as their way of claiming you before someone else got the chance to. They know you may not be happy now but they know you’ll get used to it as time passes by, and that you’ll hopefully not kill them before or after the babies here.
Parking in the driveway of a building you all piled out the car and there was a donut shop, they all stood there with uninterested faces. Well except for you and Kise, you ofc was happy cuz donuts and Kise was just Kise.
You open the door as it chimed, alerting everyone in the shop that you all were there, and you basically teleported to the counter seeing there wasn’t a line. You're sparkling as you look at all the choices of donuts that’s on display and that were even on the menu. Yea you're most likely gonna need to hit the gym after this baby is out–cuz you should not be needing to have all these types of cravings already.
You rambled to the cashier all the donuts you wanted. The guys said to make it a 12 pack since they already know you're gonna crave for them again in the middle of the night. The cashier tried their hardest to keep their eyes on your face and not your body as you were basically bouncing up and down in excitement. Your body was matching your movements, especially your breast. And because the guys were basically giving him daring looks to do so as they stood intimately behind you. After choosing your 12 donuts you asked the guys if they wanted anything which they declined except for Kise who wanted a glazed donut. You also ordered hot coco to cure your thirst.
Finally back in the car you were happily munching on your donut moaning at the creamy taste, causing some of the men in the car to readjust their pants a bit.
Boy did you have them hooked. Even by the littlest things.
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next chapter will probably be released the next day or after I post this.
