#mr timeline

[jinlias]

“we’re not watching that” you let ryujin know as soon as the remote lands on a cheap attempt of a horror movie.

“why not? it’s not even scary!” she shrugs, scooting closer to you on the couch

“that’s exactly why!!” you chuckle taking the control from her.

“oh come on, that? im gonna feel bad when i slip my hand in your pants” ryujin stares at your mouth open mid laugh, her own tongue peeking under her teeth as she leans her head on her palm when you stop on a cartoon movie.

“who said you were getting in my pants tonight?”

“oh, was it not a given?” she raises her brows, shortly crawling until she’s on top of you, having caused you to lay down against the decorative pillows

“mm, no, not that i recall” both of you smile just as you did back in high school, when it took absolutely everything from you and ryujin, doing dishes, washing cars, cleaning social rooms in your own houses (even though your families paid people to do that) for your parents to let either of you sleep over before she pecks your lips.

one turns to three, and soon she’s peppering kisses down your jaw, winning heavy sighs out of you when a startling noise coming from upstairs and a giggle make the two of you freeze. ryujin only lifts herself slightly after a peck to your neck and asks “did u hear that?”

“is that yuna?” you ask back, the two of you looking at each other in a puzzled manner, her arms on your sides and yours around her neck. but after a few minutes it dies back down, so you go back to kissing, eliciting giggles of your own by just the thought of being able to lose time with your lover, but then theres a more alarming noise, it’s a guy and it’s coming from upstairs, this time it makes both of you sit up, reminding you of the many times ryujin’s mom almost caught the two of you messing around in her home. “that was definitely not yuna.”

the look the two of you share next is not one your mom would approve of, it means nothing but trouble and ruining whatever fun yuna was having. part of ryujin believes she should be mad, you too, yuna invited someone over- no, she snuck someone in instead of telling you she wanted to invite someone over. you and your wife, without all the sugar coating, were drug dealers, there was nothing yuna could try that scared you. the two of you thought she trusted you enough to share whoever this was with you

but another part of you instead of being her guardians, grew up with yuna, specially ryujin. so it’s much too expected when the two of you just want to make her life impossible, like she had done many times to you.

soon, the two of you tip toe up the stairs and all the way to her door, which was unsurprisingly closed. and with malicious smiles press an ear against the door. both you and ryujin make disgusted faces at the sound of a kiss, or two, maybe three, and then the guy again asking if she really wanted to sleep with him.

“hey, asked for consent” you shrug, gesturing and okay with your fingers to ryujin, who rolls her eyes and takes out her phone, ringing yuna.

“voicemail! that bitch” ryujin whispers a little too loud because the kissing and giggling stops and she’s lucky you take long strides because just in time, you pull her away from the door, pressing her against the hallway when yuna opens it

“i know you guys are snooping” she giggles “y/n i can see your foot”

it makes you suck in your lips in regret, looking back at ryujin who’s glaring daggers at you for getting you caught. the two of you soon walk out, hands tangled and your heads hung low in some sort of shame.

“okay, you caught us. we’re done, have fun, we’ll talk in the morning, goodnight!!”

“and BE SAFE!” ryujin yells as you drag her to your room, opposed to your quick prior whispering.

[momoshin]

even though you and ryujin went to the same highschool, you only ever noticed each other at one of your mom's galas. your dad was a famous politic, and your mom? well, she'd been doing business with ryujin's father since you can remember. so, you already had an advantage when you met, and it was the ability to avoid the whole "my dad/mom is a crime lord" conversation

needless to say, you were also going through training of your own, and meeting someone your age who knew exactly how that felt, was refreshing. plus she was pretty, and hot, you couldn't decide whether you liked her in pretty dresses or suits and leather jackets more.

she was pretty quick to start flirting, and the next time you run into each other (this time for an operation your parents wanted you to attend), you hookup in the back of her car. and then at school, at lia's party, and then again in her house when her parents were out traveling. no one is surprised, and by no one i mean jisu who saw bite marks above your right breast when you change in front of her like usually. the next day, she notices ryujin's own marks under her ear with a shaking head.

you do the whole "friends with benefits" thing for a few months, you go on a few dates with a couple different girls, but you were both falling for the other fast and hard. so she asks to be 'exclusive' friends with benefits first. that doesn’t help much at all though. because she still finds herself wanting to make you laugh more often. sometimes cuddling you after sex, and she even sneaks hello and goodbye pecks whenever she can, but she can't keep it quiet for much longer, the pitter pat of her heart was getting louder every day she spent with you and she was worried you might hear it.

"we need to stop fucking" so she decides spitting this out at lunch, out of nowhere and not even giving herself time to sit properly was the right decision. you have no idea why.

"... okay?" you're not even done chewing your fry, and she finds the way you stare back at her to be rather weird.

"is that it?"

"i'm not gonna force you to have sex with me ryujin" you're not gonna lie, it hurt your ego and feelings when she brings it up, you probably wouldn't see much of her anymore, and you wanted to. but you can't say that, won't say either.

"you're not gonna ask me why?" her pout is cute

"i didn't know you wanted me to" you shrug, looking at her food that she hasn't touched since she sat in front of you. "but i'm all ears"

"i wanna take you out" she blurts. huh, that was much easier than she expected. she thinks? your reaction confuses her, she wishes she knew what was going through your head in this moment

"oh” fuck, she knew she shouldn't have said anything, now she won't even get to see you to fuck, or see you at all. and now her armpits are sweating profusely, shit, her whole body is heating up in embarassment, and she's just about to leave, to cry it all off in the bathroom, when you finally reply with "im busy mondays with my mom, meetings and stuff" you shrug "but you can pick me up any other day"

she places the tray back on the table, and sighs "thursday?"

"sounds good" you nod "make it worth it" you say, picking up your trash and walking over to jisu who was waiting for you at the door of the cafeteria.

you already thought a date with her was more than worth it, but you enjoyed the way her cheeks flare up and she nods quickly and nervously in response. so the date jisu and you had planned to just hang out at the mall and buy yourself pretty clothes, turned into the two of you looking for an outfit that was nice yet versatile enough that no matter what ryujin had planned you wouldn't look out of place

you had only been on a couple dates when that one talent show happened, and it could explain the nerves that ryujin told yuna about when they were folding pamphlets, but ryujin still felt the butterflies in her stomach and the drying of her throat even after marrying you.

she knew quickly she wanted to spend the rest of her life with you, and it scared her to think you could've thought differently about her. while your relationship was never perfect, and there were times when the two of you found yourselves questioning whether being together was even the right thing to do, she couldn't see the rest of her life without you. and honestly, neither could you.

and you weren't surprised when she proposed, partly because of that one conversation you had about wanting to be with each other forever, but also because yuna and lia were too obvious, and so was she. you say yes, to no one's surprise of course, and the next thing you know, your relationship has unlocked another sort of level the two of you are eager to begin

years later though, when ryujin and you take over your family businesses, move in together and all, when it feels like the two of you have been through everything together, she often finds herself mentally patting her own back in praise for having the guts to ask you out.

[jinlias]

“ryujin” yeji forces a small and fake smile as she greets her “what are you doing here?“

“maybe because three of my clubs are absolutely trashed” she shrugs, taking her leather jacket off and gently dropping it on a chair “i can put that there, right?” but yeji just looks at her, frozen as she watches her roll up the sleeves of her sweater

“also, coincidentally. i haven’t seen my wife in hours and her phone’s last location seems to be here, so i thought, why not drop by? just to be safe, you know?” she gets a bit closer, and yeji tries to step further every time…

a few hours earlier

“that was amazing” you hug the redhead as soon as she gets off stage, and her side of the hug is so tight and warm, as her attempt of expressing how much she’s missed you

“thank you!!” she smiles and pulls back “where’s your other half?” chaeryeong’s brows furrow as she opens the water bottle you handed her

“wasn’t feeling well” you shrug “look, she even tried to make up for it” you point at the men a few feet away from you, one of them nodding his head at the music as he simply watched your surroundings

“that’s a bit much?” chaeryeong laughs “none of them can protect you like her though” to which the both of you shrug and chuckle, the dancer soon leading you behind the bar “come on, ive missed you so much!”

“actually, i can’t” you smile apologetically at her when she offers you a shot

“why? are you…?”

“…we’re trying” you sigh, your smile getting bigger when chaeryeong shrieks in excitement

“what? that’s amazing!! are you sure though?” that and more questions come rapidly your way before you take hold of her by the shoulders and later craddle her face in your hands

“chaer” you start, finally locating her eyes on you “we gave it a lot of thought okay, we’re okay with it not working, we’re young and we’re willing to try again in the future if this last round doesn’t work” you nod “and you’re the only one that knows- besides yuna, so-“

“i know, i know” she nods “i’ll keep the secret” she assures you excitedly, asking the bartender for a soda for you “but- we can still have some fun” she hands you the soda and turns you on your feet, pushing you into a more secluded area of the dance floor

“you’ve got to be kidding me” you’ve lost count of the songs that you’ve danced with your friend when a pair of feline eyes meet your own. she seems stressed until she finds you, and quickly makes her way to you, two strong and heavy men behind her.

“you need to get out of here, now” both you and chaer stare at her dumbfounded- although, chaeryeong was trying to be a bit more intimidating, calling one of her own guards which just caught the attention of those with you.

“what are you even doing here- are you allowed- is she allowed here?“ you turn to chaeryeong who instantly shakes her head no

“i don’t have much time to explain, i have a van outside and i can and really want to get the two of you out of here before it’s too late” yeji rambles, pleading for you to believe her. “please..y/n i swear-“

but that ‘too late’ she had been talking about arrived sooner than expected. she is interrupted by multiple shots, first at the door to get rid of the bouncers, and then at random people in their way

“what the fuck?” chaeryeong watches you look around and pat yourself for a gun, grabbing her guards gun not giving a relative fuck as she pointed at yeji.

“chaeryeong” yeji starts “i wouldn’t have come to you if this was me” the ginger sighs, closing her eyes for a second. “i promise you”

“yeah well i don’t really trust you” she shrugs, nudging you with her thigh so you would start walking. the two of you manage to press your backs against each other, and chaeryeong nods at yeji to walk in front of you when one of her guards falls back after a shot to their chest “shit shit shit!!!”

yeji doesn’t hesitate to grab chaeryeong’s arm who grabs yours and rushes the two of you out of the club and into the van “home. step on it”

“what the fuck was that???” you run your hand through your face, knowing there’s a slight chance you messed up most of your makeup. you make a grab for your phone, and you notice there’s someone else’s blood on the corner of your shirt. sighing, you try to turn it on and call ryujin, she must be aware of the attack by now, but it’s dead. “can i borrow your phone? mine’s dead”

chaeryeong nods and pats herself, but slumps when she realizes she left it in her dressing room “sorry” but you shake your head and smile at her trying to reassure her

“you can use mine” yeji perks up

“don’t bother, ryujin has your number blocked”

“oh” she mumbles “well, we’re going to my place, you guys can change there and you can charge your phone if you’d like”

“yeah, if ryujin doesn’t come kicking down your door first” your friend rolls her eyes, furious that she had to sit next to yeji for another second.

now

“listen.. i don’t know what you’ve heard.. but i swear i didn’t do anything” yeji tries

“really? because i have footage of you leaving señorita with chaeryeong and y/n. in the middle of a fucking shooting yeji. i don’t really believe in coincidences” ryujin puts her hands on her waist, tilting her head and furrowing her brows again. giving her one more chance to confess to whatever sinister plan she had convinced herself the ginger had executed

“ryujin-“

“hey, reception is really bad here. and i should really call ryu-“ you look up from your phone when you make it out of the hallway, hoping to meet yeji, but instead you find your wife, seconds from beating up the ginger. “-jin. thank god”

she sighs and visibly relaxes as she opens her arms for you. ryujin holds you tight but pulls back quickly to hold your face in her hands “are you okay? are you hurt? fuck- i was so worried”

“i’m okay” you nod, holding her wrists “sorry, my phone died”

“hey” she shakes her head “im just glad i found you” she sighs, kissing your forehead “you better think of a reason as to why my wife is in your house with blood on her shirt. we’ll talk later” your spouse glares at yeji, throwing an arm around you when chaeryeong comes in

“you literally owe me fifty” your friend makes you giggle as you open your arm for her

“you made a bet? about me? and fifty bucks? am i worth nothing to you?” ryujin pretends to be hurt as the three of you turn around and she grabs her jacket, escorting you and chaeryeong out of the hwang’s household, leaving a very frustrated yeji in the living area.

[momoshin]

the first time ryujin stepped into señorita, it was for a prank yuna had prepared for her 21st birthday. yuna managing to find a way inside the club herself didn't surprise her at all. now, you and ryujin were already, together, and she didn't want to stir anything in your relationship, which is why it was all in the beginning, a prank. she spoke to you about it first, and when she got your approval, she began planning everything.

several of ryujin's friends were there, so were some of the shin's and your own bodyguards, just in case. first, ryujin's embarassed, giggling and covering her face with the hand that isn't holding yours with heat creeping on to her cheeks when several dancers start to grind on her and attach themselves to her body. next, she starts having fun, more with you than with everyone, as you spend most of the time licking salt off each other's necks and biting lime slices from each other's lips, but also with the red head that came every now and then to the stage to give her a show.

ryujin can see the way you look at her, hell, she'd be lying if she said she hadn't been looking herself. and the way the girl looked back at each of you made her cheeks heat up once again, and in other places. there's something about the way she slithers around the pole effortlessly, it's so entrancing. and comes a time when the dancer ends up in her lap, grinding and swiveling her hips so easy it made you wonder if you looked anything like her when it was you straddling ryujin's lap instead.

your turn's next, of course, with ryujin's eyes approving of it, chaeryeong sits on your lap. she's not stupid, she knows exactly who the two of you are, and she's been dying to see the two of you in her club.

a few drinks and shots are enough for the two of you to loosen up, to have fun, enough for ryujin to ask what's the red door at the end of the room for. but enough that you're still sober to provide the light chorus of 'yes' when chaeryeong is this close to jumping your bones. she's been staring at the two of you in hunger all night, neither of you is surprised when she kisses her first, birthday girl title and all. for a minute, you don't know what to do, other than stare at the sight in front of you. chaeryeong's mouth all over your gilfriend while ryujin herself stares right at you, attempting to squeeze her hands around chaeryeong to call you over with her digits, curling them towards her.

ryujin kisses you, but it doesn't last long, because the red head is soon lifting from her knees and with a hand on ryujin's waist, looks for you so she could join her stained lips with yours. if anyone were to walk in just now, they'd think you're the one getting trated for the ocassion, since ryujin pressed kisses all over your neck with her hands under your shirt while chaeryeong's lips dance with yours at the same time.

soon, you somehow change, and chaeryeong is the one kissing ryujin from behind, your girlfriend's head turned back to her, and you're on your knees, kissing down her stomach over the marks you left last night, until you reach right above her bottoms, black, velvety trousers she had chosen for tonight. her underwear goes along with it, and you look at her when you first kiss her clit, waiting for her to pull from chaeryeong's lips to sigh loudly

"don't tease me, don't do it baby" her lips are red, swollen, and a bit stained from all three of your lipsticks smudging around, and you can't wait until it's your turn to kiss them again. you listen, of course, and find yourself licking up her slick over and over, and at some point after, latching on to her clit, all of which had her a moaning mess, leaning back into chaeryeong who had been kissing and biting her neck with her hands under her shirt playing with and squeezing her nipples.

"fuck- babe" her hand unexpectedly finds its way to your hair, and you're sure your ponytail would be unrecognizable when you walked out of this room. but you never stop, you just change the rhythm and angle of your tongue, trying your best to please her. the many times her lips are free from the redhead's, she can only let out cuss words and variations of your name and all the pet names she calls you. her hair is starting to stick around her face and her cheeks have turned red under the dim light, she feels light headed, but it just feels all so good, and even better when you replace your mouth with your hand, and she can whisper all the obscene words against your own lips

"keep going baby, keep going please" ryujin's eyes are half shut, and she lets out a particular loud moan along with the clenching of her walls around your digits when you dip to kiss chaeryeong again, her tongue dancing with yours for longer than probably necessary, but she was enjoying the sight so much, and you were both enjoying providing it for her, so neither of you initiates the pulling away from each other.

"fuck you always fuck me so good y/n" and it's not very often you get to see or hear her like this, so needy and desperate, pleading at you so passionately, and when you make her cum? god, ryujin is sure she sees stars everywhere, there's so much going on at the same time, chaeryeongs and your hands on her, your lips on hers, chaeryeongs on her body, she feelslike she could burst. and for a minute, she feels the need to fall asleep. though her energy quickly returns at the thought of now getting to do whatever she wanted to the two of you, and, while it was a long night, just know,

the second time ryujin steps into señorita, she means business.