Other birthday scenarios;; Daniel | Daehwi | Yongguk | Jisung
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my dumb ass wrongly scheduled jaehwan’s birthday scenario so... i’ll post it later
it took months you to work up the courage to speak to him
he was like,, a complete mystery, nobody knew anything about him
except for you
you’d approached him one day, the curiosity too much for you to handle, and after that it was never the same again
you’d first seen him sitting down in the cafe where you worked, coming in every so often, buying the same coffee and leaving only his surname, ‘park’
when the summer came he turned up more frequently, every day in fact, sitting at a table in the corner always furiously typing away on his laptop
of course, you’d tried asking your coworkers who he was, but nobody knew past his surname
and then came the day when you made your decision to approach him
it was getting late, your shift was over and you were about to head home when you noticed him, still sitting there and typing away
you paused for a second, pretending to look in your bag so you could take a peek at his screen
like ok... maybe it’s creepy but the boy types a LOT!!
but before you could even register a word on the screen he’d turned around, covering your view
“What do you want?”
WHOOPS THEN
“Oh... nothing?”
“Do you work here?”
“Yes...”
He looked around for a second, seeing that it was only you two left in the cafe
“Can you get me another coffee?”
“The cafe is closed!”
he rolled his eyes and pointed at the clock on his computer screen
“You’ve got 3 minutes until closing, that’s long enough.”
you sighed and went back to the bar, expecting the guy to continue typing, but instead he closed his laptop and followed you
“My name’s Jihoon, Park Jihoon. What’s yours?”
the name seemed familiar to you, in an odd sort of way, but you brushed it off as just being a common name or maybe someone you knew from school
“I’m y/n.”
you continued getting his coffee ready in silence, trying to do it as quickly as possible so you could go home
“Are you a student here?”
“At the local university? Yeah. What about you?”
“Nah, I write stuff.”
you mumbled a ‘yeah I can tell that’ under your breath and focused back on his coffee, doing the finishing touches before passing it over to him
“All done, and with a minute to spare. I’ll let you go early then.”
“Thanks!”
you rolled your eyes and smiled, picking up your coat and getting ready to lock up
Jihoon picked up all of his stuff and waited for you to join him outside of the cafe in the rain, offering his umbrella to you
“You don’t have an umbrella so... walk with me?”
he walked all the way to your apartment with you, offering you his number as you parted ways and made your way up the stairs to your room
you typed a text to him as you walked, your fingers flying across the screen
“Hi! It’s y/n! This is my number!!”
you smiled slightly as you sent it, just as you reached your apartment
when you got in, you made your way over to the sofa, picking up your laptop on the way
it was time to binge watch your favourite series
it was a show you had liked for a while, but in the past 2 years it changed writer and now...
now it was your FAVOURITE
the storyline changed each series, each one focusing on a couple falling in love and all of their struggles
each story was so beautifully written, and not too extravagant that you believed it could happen to anyone
or to YOU
but unfortunately the next series wouldn’t be out until a months time, so here you were, watching the old series over and over
until you fell asleep...
from then on, you spent all of your breaks with Jihoon
he’d always be there, typing away so hard you thought his fingers might fly off
he never was specific about what he was writing, just calling it a “piece” or whatever
to be honest, most of your conversations were you talking AT him
you told him all about your favourite show, how much you loved the new writer and how excited you were for the new series
Jihoon seemed to shrug it off, simply saying some bits “could’ve been better”
but you just assumed it was because he was a writer and well... sometimes they have big egos!
at some point, you found yourself going to him even when it wasn’t your break, blushing whenever he slightly complimented you or even... your coffee
what was happening to you??????
oh honey u in LOVE
even though he seemed a bit.... big headed at times, he was nice, nice enough to buy you the box set of your favourite series
one day, when you finished your shift early you decided to well... go out with him
not as a date or anything, just like two friends going to the park because hey it’s summer it’s sunny might as well
so you sat there on the grass having a little picnic aka him eating the foot and you sneaking stares at him at every moment possible
after both of you had finished eating, Jihoon spoke suddenly
“Do you know how to read palms?”
honestly.... you had no idea how to read palms... but I mean if you said yes that meant you got to touch his hands right???? not to be creepy but they seem so soft HEJSKF
“Yeah... I know how to read palms...”
you took his hand in yours, drawing circles onto his palm and making up readings as you went along
“It says... you’ll be successful.... you’ll live a long life.... your love line is long...”
honestly........... you were right his hands are so SOFT
“Do you actually know how to read palms?”
the question made you look up and OKAY he was closer than you were expecting
“No...”
you looked deep into his eyes for a second, your eyes flicking down to his lips every so often
and GOD did they look kissable !!!!!!
well you might as well go for it
so YOU DID
you quickly leant forward a couple more centimetres and pressed your lips to his and OH OKAY YEAH THEY WERE JUST AS SOFT AS YOU THOUGHT
but Jihoon seemed to... stiffen up????? so you pulled back
he didn’t say anything and well... neither did you
you just looked at each other in complete silence before you picked up your bag and announced you were leaving
you weren’t sure if you were embarrassed or just kinda heartbroken like ???
did you read the signs wrong or what??
as soon as you got home, you text him, saying that you had the day off tomorrow and that he should come and talk to you
but you got no reply
so instead, you spent the the whole of the night just.... taking your mind off it by binging your favourite show
all this mess of falling in love had almost made you forget the new series was coming out
ALMOST
of course that’s why you had the day off work and you even had a timer on your phone to remind you when it started
so you sat on your couch, waiting for the time to come, your heart still heavy from the events of the day before
as much as you tried to push Jihoon out of your mind, he just kept on coming back
until, of course, you heard the opening sequence of the tv show starting
the new series started out in a coffee shop, one not too dissimilar from the one you worked in
there was a guy there, on his laptop, and a girl working at the till, making coffee
it turned to night, and she approached him, trying to get a peek at his screen
the dialogue continued... on and on until
wait a minute
the conversation was pretty much an exact copy of the one you and Jihoon had when you first met
your mind was racing, you sat up straighter as it continued, with the male lead waiting outside for the girl in the rain with an umbrella, walking her all the way home
before you knew it, your phone was in your hands, calling Jihoons phone number
“What does this mean?”
as soon as he heard your voice through the receiver, he laughed lightly
summary: you unintentionally make donghan jealous, and then it becomes less accidental. however, donghan has a punishment in mind for you.
warnings: jealous!donghan, dom!donghan, rough sex
word count: 1.7k
a/n: i’m a little out of practice for writing smut, i’m sorry! i love donghan and hopefully i did him justice.
you hadn’t seen donghan in six months. first produce 101 took your boyfriend away and then not long after that he was occupied by jbj. of course you were happy for him, you had never seen him so happy, but you missed him.
while he was gone you started to hang out with an old guy friend from high school. he had texted you asking if you wanted to catch up and you agreed because you had nothing better to do with your time.
you went out for coffee a couple times and then it became a regular routine. you would hang out often and people on the streets would often mistake you for a couple.
you were in the middle of getting lunch together when you got a text from donghan.
[bby]
babe? where you at? i’m home
[you]
i’m out with a friend, i’ll be home shortly
[bby]
come home soon! i miss my princess
you blushed at the pet name. it had been so long since he called you that. “sorry that was my boyfriend texting. can you take me home?”
“yeah yeah of course,”
you hadn’t even gotten your keys in the doorknob before donghan opened the door himself and pulled you into his embrace. “i missed you” he whispered, inhaling your shampoo.
“i missed you too, sorry if i took too long,” you whispered back before letting your purse hit the ground.
“movie night?” he asked.
“of course,”
“so how’s b/f/n?” donghan asked, draping his arm over your shoulder.
“good i think, i haven’t been hanging out with her much” you replied leaning into his warmth.
“i thought you were out with someone?”
“i was,” you hit his chest, “what? you think i don’t have any other friends?”
“that’s not it. i just haven’t met anyone else. so, who’s the lucky gal who stole my girlfriend?”
“oh it’s mason, we went to school together and we’ve been catching up,”
“oh” donghan said before turning his attention towards the tv.
nearing the end of the movie donghan pulled his phone out of his pocket. “i’m sorry babe, apparently we have an emergency practice, i gotta go.” he said pecking your cheeks and grabbing his jacket.
“it’s okay, i’ll find some way to keep myself entertained.”
“thanks for understanding, i’ll try and be back early tonight so we can cuddle. i love you!”
“i love you too,”
you pulled out your phone, “hey mason, donghan just had to leave for a schedule, want to go get dinner?”
“sure, i’ll pick you up in fifteen,”
you fixed your makeup and hair a little so you looked suitable in public. you were cold with the absence of donghan’s warmth, so you found one of his smaller hoodies and put it on, smiling every time you breathed in his scent.
you heard mason pull up and you took your place in the passenger seat, blasting jbj in mason’s ears.
“thanks for hanging out with me so much, i’ve been kinda lonely without donghan,”
“no problem,”
the night went on and you continued to crack jokes when mason tapped your shoulder and pointed behind you. you glanced over your shoulder and saw a guy around your age who was leaning against the wall making obvious stares at mason. “ooh,” you cooed at your red eared friend. “go get him tiger.”
“are you sure?”
“yeah i’ll find someone to pick me up,”
“thanks y/n”
[bby]
where do you keep disappearing too? are you with mason?
[you]
sorry i got bored.. i’m at the bar a few blocks from our house, come get me?
[bby]
why can’t mason bring you?
[you]
he’s kinda busy.. please baby?
[bby]
fine
you could feel the jealousy in his texts. you smiled to yourself staring at the couple picture as your lock screen. “why would i ever leave you?”
“princess,” you glanced up to see donghan with his window rolled down. “let’s go” you got in and pecked donghan on the lips.
“how was dinner?”
you thought back to his jealousy earlier and thought of a plan. “it was fun! mason’s really funny and he’s been keeping me company when i got lonely!”
he cocked a brow, “oh?”
“yeah, he’s a great guy!”
“that’s nice princess. i’m tired from practice so we can save this for tomorrow?”
“okay daddy, whatever you say” you saw him visibly tense at the name that you rarely called him.
“babygirl..” his hand rested now on your thigh with the other on the wheel, “i’m already frustrated enough, don’t bring something on yourself you can’t handle,” his hand gave you thigh a slight squeeze, ghosting his fingers over your heat at almost every stop sign, adding some pressure every now and then to make you squirm. he pulled in the driveway and retracted his hand before getting out of the car. you pouted, you were so close to getting the attention you didn’t know you needed. you went inside and changed into some pajamas, laid on your bed and texted mason.
“how’s your mysterious lover boy?”
[mason]
his name is elijah and he’s great, i’ll introduce you sometime. don’t steal my man tho
you giggled, “i don’t think that’ll be a problem. you’re a great man”
“who are you texting” donghan called.
god damn you missed this view.
his brown hair was wet and pushed off his forehead, dressed in nothing but gray sweats, he plopped next to you on the bed.
“i know i look great princess but please answer the question,”
“mason, he-“ donghan took the phone out of your hand and set it on the table beside him. “how hard is it to get your attention, because for mason it seems pretty easy.”
“i texted him first, you kinda left me hanging there in the car,”
“so you text another guy? real clsssy y/n,” he sighed turning away.
“donghan seriously? i love you,”
“prove it,” he snapped turning towards you, his eyes darker than they were a few moments before. “but like i said in the car, don’t start something you can’t finish”
you leaned in connecting your lips. it took almost no time for donghan to respond, pulling you into his lap and holding you close. he pulled away and latched his lips to your neck, quickly finding your sweet spot, causing you to let out a moan. his hands rested on your waist, moving you against his thigh, before ordering you move by yourself. his hands found the buttons on your blouse and started to unbutton it, marking the new exposed area. “d-donghan” you moaned, the pleasure from his thigh bringing you to your edge.
“i hate to break it to you baby girl but i think ive become more attached to ‘daddy’” he said against your breasts that he had begun to abuse, “plus i don’t think you deserve to cum yet,” he growled, pulling you off of him and laying you against the bed. he began to massage your breasts, whines leaving your mouth as he did so.
“i was so close” “i told you not to start something you couldn’t handle.” he smirked, “too late to back out now” he leaned back in to revisit your neck as his fingers found your waist band. he pulled off your shorts and panties, leaving you completely exposed to him. he made his way down to your heat, nipping at the sensitive skin every once in a while. his lips wasted no time kissing your inner thighs, taking the skin between his teeth every so often.
“please just hurry up,” “princess is impatient tonight. what do we say y/n?” you sighed, the teasing becoming too much, “daddy please just hurry up” “good girl,” he practically pitted against your heat causing you to jump. he took your clit into his mouth and began sucking mercilessly, causing you to start moving and moaning loudly. his hands spread your legs, giving him more access to your heat. he gave kitten licks to the rest of your folds before taking your strip back between his lips, grazing it with his teeth.
“i’m so close, please donghan” you said with your hands in his hair, pulling him as close as you could. he pulled away, his fingers entering you instead, pumping slowly.
“i think you messed up again princess,”
“fuck” you muttered, trying to grind against his hand.
“i don’t think so,” he said, removing his fingers. his hand made its way to his crotch. “god damn it, look what you did. guess i’m done with my fun, i need you baby girl,” he stripped himself of his sweats and underwear, lining himself up at your entrance. without warning his slammed himself in, getting a loud reaction from you.
he began moving his hips fluidly, as if it was a routine he’s been practicing for and is finally showcasing. normally donghan would keep asking if you were okay because he’s like twice your size and doesn’t want to hurt you, but it wasn’t like that today. his hips bucked against yours at a great speed, focused more on his own pleasure than your own. you came first, screaming as your high was finally allowed. what you didn’t account for was that donghan might take a bit longer than you, his speed not slowly even at your cries for him to stop.
you squirmed against his member, clawing at his back as the feeling was overwhelming. you felt the familiar feeling coil in your stomach for what felt like the millionth time tonight, when donghan pulled out, and collapsed out of energy.
“i-“ you breathed out, finally given time to relax, “did you even mean to do it that time?” “well of course, i got what i wanted.” he grinned, pulling your body against yours, draping the both of you with your sheet. he fell asleep not long after and you turned to look at his godly visuals. you thought to yourself, “i love you loser, and only you.” you sighed, “now how am i supposed to break it to you that mason is gay?”
summary: daniel’s cats start to like you more than he thought they would
a/n: nothing is changed this is copy and pasted from my files lol
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You decide to move in with Daniel after been dating for many months and you basically lived in his house since you always went over. It was really easy to move the rest of your stuff to his apartment, the majority of your clothes and belongings already sitting somewhere in a pile inside of his room. Daniel was helping you carry the rest of your belongings up to his apartment, making sure you didn’t slip on the stairs, walking behind you and keeping an eye on where your feet would land. You finally get to the door and unlock it, smiling up at Daniel before walking inside. You both prop your belongings on the floor and slip off your shoes before collapsing on the couch nearby.
“Aughh.. There was barely anything to move, but I’m still really tired.” you sighed and scooched closer to Daniel, snuggling up against his chest. He smiled and put his arm around your shoulder, poking at your cheek.
“What are you complaining about? I carried most of your stuff up the stairs.” He teased, laughing softly.
“That’s because you didn’t let me carry a lot you dork.” you fight back, grabbing his face with one hand and squeezing his cheeks softly, laughing at the fish face he had when you squeezed him. Daniel quickly pecked at your lips and pulled you in closer to him his hand on your waist instead. “I know I know.” he smirked, looking down to see how you reacted to his sneaky kiss. You were a little shocked at the kiss and turned a little red, but you didn’t complain about it. Whether if it was a long or a short kiss, you always loved getting kisses from Daniel and it worked that way with him too.
Daniel reached forward to grab the remote control for the tv and turned it on, leaning back again to keep you close to him. You both cuddled watching whatever was on, making stupid commentaries over them, overall just having a good time. A couple loud meows was heard and you see one of Daniel’s cats slowly walk over to the both of you and decided to jump on you to join in on the cuddling.
“Aww hi Rooney. Did you miss me?” you say as you give the cat some soft petting and light kisses on her head. “Rooney come over here!” Daniel calls for his cat, patting on his lap for Rooney to come to him. Rooney was still nuzzling your hand and purring loudly, ignoring Daniel’s calls.
“What the… Why isn’t Rooney coming to me?” he said looking slightly disappointed, attempting to call her again multiple times, but his loving cat still ignoring him and staying on your lap.
“Ppppfft. I guess she just likes me more.” you tease and continue to coddle the cat in front of Daniel. “What? No way. I’m the one who raised her since she was a kitten how could she do this to me.” he whined and got up from the couch to walk into his room just to walk out with his other cat in his arms. “I’ll have Peter to love if you have Rooney. Peter loves me more than Rooney loves you.”
You tried to hold back your laughter, seeing how Daniel was getting jealous of his own cat liking you more than him. He starts to pamper Peter, but she jumps out of his arms, walking towards you, rubbing her head against your arm. You look over to see the other cat nuzzling against you and then look up to see Daniel with a face that screamed betrayal. You burst out laughing and how disheartened he looked by his cats going to you.
“How could they do this to me… I’m basically their dad... “ he sighed and leaned back dramatically, putting his hands on his face and laughing a little. That comment made you laugh even harder which made your ears tear up and you hunched over, slapping the table lightly. The cats were startled by the banging of the table and they both jumped off the couch to run back into Daniel’s room. You regained your breath after laughing so much and wiped your eyes.
“I’m sorry Daniel I have no idea why they like me so much”
He turned to you with a smirk on his face and an eyebrow raised. “Maybe it’s because they know you’re a super beautiful person with a great personality and sense of humor” he said and slowly dragged himself closer to you. You blushed at his comment and started backing away as he was getting closer, causing you to fall back on your back onto the couch. Daniel hovered over you, killing you with his gaze, slowly getting closer and closer to your face. Your heartbeat sped up, beating through your chest and your eyes were widened, anticipating for him to do something.
The mood was quickly changed as his gaze turned into a mischievous smile and he started to tickle you, causing your body to squirm around and have you laugh a lot. He stopped after a couple seconds and quickly got up to run into his room, closing the door behind him. You had to recover after being attacked for a little bit and finally got up, walking towards the door of his room. You try turning the handle, but it wouldn’t budge and you smirked at his childish behavior.
“Yah! Kang Daniel! Open this door!” you yelled through the door waiting for his response. “No! I’m spending quality time with Peter and Rooney so that they love me again!” He yells back and grabs both of his cats, snuggling them on his bed. “They still love you dumb butt. Now hurry and unlock the door.” you sighed and smiled to yourself thinking how cute it was how Daniel was reacting. You couldn’t figure out if he was really just jealous of how his cats started to like you more than him or that you were giving more attention to the cats more than him. “I won’t give you any kisses if you don’t open this door right now!”
As soon as you said that, you hear loud thumping getting closer and the door being swung open, the wind of it blowing against your hair. “Okay I give up already.” He said giving you a big smile, his eyes creasing like it always did, making his smile even brighter. You snort at how fast he was to react and tippy-toe to give him a small kiss on the cheek. “Good.” you say and decided to tease him one more time.
You slip by him walking faster towards where Peter and Rooney were calling their names and holding your arms open. Daniel quickly turned around and ran up towards you, wrapping an arm around your back and squatting down to lift your legs, carrying you bridal style. You were shocked at the sudden lift and turned your head to see Daniel’s sunshine like smile.
“You gonna betray me with my own cats again?” he teased and placed his lips onto yours. You smile, laughing a little and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Maybe… But that won’t happen if you keep me distracted.” you said, smiling again which made him smile as well. He spins you around a couple times before dropping you onto the bed and laying next to you, pulling you in to cuddle, the cats joining in at the foot of the bed.
“I really love you a lot Y/N.” he whispered into your ear and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, smiling to himself. “I love you a lot too.” you responded and brought yourself closer to him and he tightened his grip around you. You both eventually fall asleep, marking the first day of moving in together.
Summary: His heart finally felt the exact pain you had for months.
you were an amazing makeup artist
so amazing that you got hired within a week after turning in a portfolio and performed a demo for YMC Entertainment’s main artist team
you were stationed to be with wanna one once the group officially formed in june.
the job was great for the first two months, but after being six months in, you have never felt so conflicted over moving to another company or beating yourself to tatters due to someone giving you serious mixed signals
you were specifically in charge of three people in wanna one: kang daniel, bae jinyoung and the infamous flirt ong seongwu
the one that got you all rattled up
“did you put on that new lipstick color for me today?”
“you’re really pretty with and without glasses”
“why can’t you just take care of me and only me?”
if his words didn’t sway you, then it was definitely his small actions.
unexpected hugs. pushing strands of hair away from your face while you did his make up, how extremely close he got to you.
yet your heart would drop every time he was with head stylist Aerin
making you think that you were just a back up when she was there to plan their outfits
the way he acted with you was different when he was around her
he didn’t really pay attention to you and stuck by her side every time she came into the company.
resting his head on her shoulder, back hugs, helping her carry her things
they weren’t official, but his word choices were more careful and seemed more sincere
something you wanted from him that you would probably never get.
you sat in the back of the van with the windows slightly rowed down for air.
you were waiting for seongwu and minhyun to finish up a commercial shoot for a brand
with four MUAs accompanying today (including yourself), you were given the option to sit out after staying up for daniel’s shoot from 8PM-3AM this morning.
you managed to get in a 3-hour nap before the car was signaled to be unlocked.
you could hear the manager and seongwu approaching the car, but only the back door was opened.
you decided to ignore everything and tried to go back to sleep
you had another shoot with jinyoung that evening and the last thing you needed was to make him look like a complete mess
the car door then locked right after the person got in
assuming it was seongwu, he sat right next to you and there was no sound or movement for a couple of minutes.
till you heard a bit of shuffling and felt a hand gently brush your hair away from your “sleeping” face which caused you to immediately open your eyes
there he was, on a knee, literally two inches from your face, which left you both frozen
“s-seongwu?”
he himself wasn’t sure what he got himself into but in that exact moment, he was drawn to you
he leaned in and kissed you while you sat there in place confused and shocked
wasn’t this what you wanted? him to notice you for the past couple of months but something felt wrong.
but at the moment, you were going to take it and hope this wasn’t going to be a phase
you wrapped your arms around seongwu’s neck and proceeded to continue the make-out session.
at this point, you were all over each other for a good 10 minutes before hearing voices approach the door and the car being unlocked.
thank god for dark tinted windows
you quickly shoved seongwu off and fixed yourself, eyeing him to do the same.
“sorry, the photographer wanted extra shots.” minhyun got into the passenger seat while the manager rushed into the driver’s.
“ you’re awake! how was your nap? we have a meeting right after this and i know you have to go with Jinyoung soon. you have a lot going on today huh?”
you sat there feeling anxious and just continued to look out the window. “i’m still pretty tired and yeah. another six hours to go.”
the car ride was dead silent. you didn’t look at seongwu and occupied yourself with your phone
all of a sudden you got a text from your best friend jen, who you met at the makeup academy in seoul three years ago
she herself was a very successful makeup artist and currently worked for sm entertainment
jen knew you were thinking about leaving the company after developing feelings for seongwu
jen: hey we’re looking for two artists. let me know if you want it or not
you: when do i have to let you know by?
jen: latest is three weeks. sm made a notice today but i could get you in right away if u want to transfer
you: i’ll let you know and are you free sometime this weekend? i need a life talk again
jen: yeah i got you! free sunday
finally arriving at the company, the four of you walked up to the meeting room to talk about upcoming concepts and looks for a online single being released within a month
when you all walked into the room
“aerin!” seongwu muttered and grinned as he immediately sat next to her
the familiar heart sinking feeling crept up once more and you sat next to daniel
“are you okay?” you looked at daniel and nodded. “yeah. do i not look alright?”
“you look tired and sad for some reason.” well, he nailed it.
during the entire meeting, you would glance over to look at seongwu and the head stylist
he clung on to her and when the meeting finally ended, the two of them kept talking and never left each other’s side
“they’re so obvious” jinyoung muttered as you walked out next to him
“if they date they better keep it low key.”
“l-let’s go jinyoung. we need to get your makeup done.”
for the next week, you were still stationed to go to schedules with the same three people
the difference? seongwu didn’t talk to you at all besides a hello. yet because of the consist meetings that week, he was bright and cheery around aerin.
and that stung.
you fell hard, yet to him, he seemed fine—on the outside.
little did you know that he himself was struggling. he didn’t know what to say or how to approach the situation.
he should have apologized for his rash actions, but he felt conflicted.
when he found out you were going to be in charge of sungwoon instead, he completely disregarded the idea and demanded that you were still stationed to him.
he secretly kept his eye out and knew from within that he wanted to get to know you better.
he found himself feeling jealous every time you went to take care of daniel or the way you would laugh with jinyoung over little things
but how was he going to clear the air? he knew he had to do it fast since the awkwardness was killing him on the outside and he missed seeing you smile around him.
two weeks after the little make out fiasco, the wanna one members, stylists and MUA crew gathered to finalize the plan.
seongwu sat in his chair eyeing the door to see when you would walk in but you never did.
“aerin where’s my mua at?”
“no way she didn’t tell you? she turned in a week notice and officially quit yesterday, seongwu.”
he finally felt what you did
his heart sunk and that’s when he knew he stayed silent for too long.
Warnings;; uhh violence and kidnapping kind of and killings etc
Pairing;; Bae Jinyoung x reader
Requested;; yes by like 5 different anons sdfdfg
Summary;; Don’t underestimate Jinyoung’s abilities, especially his ability to make you fall for him...
Style;; bullet point
Word Count;; 3679
Others in the series;; mafia masterlist
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don’t be out here, underestimating jinyoung omg this took me 3 months (literally since february) to write i hope it was worth it
ever since you could remember you'd been on the wrong side of the law
it all started when your friend went to prison for something they were completely innocent of, and after that you had no faith in the police
you started off as a private investigator, but with a twist
no reporting the findings to the police, just to the victim so they could choose their own justice
sometimes they would just hand over the information to the police the next day
but sometimes they'd find the person who committed the crime beaten and bruised
who were you to complain? it was better justice than the actual justice system brought
in fact
you were well renowned for the way you worked
dodgy people turned up on your doorstep all the time, talking about being the victim of some crime, wanting you to find the criminal
I mean, it was something to do right?
and it was all going fine until you got on the wrong side of the mafia
you were well aware that they operated in the city, you'd even been inside their headquarters a few times to cover up leads
but they weren't going to escape your twisted justice, that was for sure
a man came in one day, talking about how this guy had killed his sister for ratting to the police about something
immediately you knew it was the mafia, within weeks you worked out who it was
and justice was served
but you weren't expecting jumped up mafia henchmen in your house the next morning, dragging you out of bed and into a black van
god knows what time it was, but when you went outside you noticed the sky was still black
as you sat in the back of the van, surrounded by the same overly-muscly men one of them spoke up
"You got a mafia member beaten up. You understand what that means?"
you looked up at him, breathing calmly
"Are you going to kill me?"
"Not unless we have to."
suddenly, whoever was in the passenger seat spoke up, his voice softer than the others
"Listen, all we want is for you to work with us, not against us."
you rolled your eyes at this, shaking your head a little
"Why? What makes you think I want to?"
"We're not that desperate to have you... the boss just wants to put you through a test to see if we'll keep you or not."
"Keep me?"
"Or kill you, your choice."
you sat in silence for the rest of the journey, still surrounded by the men, until the van suddenly screeched to a halt
"Get out."
you did as you were told, 'assisted' by the men who grabbed you by the shoulders as soon as your feet touched the ground
you immediately recognised where you were, the mafia building in the centre of the city
you were lead through the doors where someone you recognised stood waiting for you in the lobby
"Y/n."
he looked at you, anger in his eyes
"Daniel. We meet again."
he sighed, looking away from you and towards the man who you recognised as the one in the passenger seat
"Did Sungwoon tell you what you needed to know?"
"Yes."
"So you understand you have to undertake a mission. Now, I'm not completely ruthless... so... I'll let you pick your partner."
you scanned around the room, looking at the various people lined up in front of you
you recognised some of them as those who'd helped you with cases before, but as you looked over to the reception area you noticed him
Jinyoung, the receptionist...
surely he wouldn't be a good partner? that would give you an easy way out, you could blame your failure on him and walk out of here a free person
you looked over at him, sat there behind the desk, looking at the computer screen in front of him intently
"Jinyoung. I pick Jinyoung."
Daniel was taken aback by this, looking at you questioningly, before rolling his eyes and turning away
"Don't come running to me when this goes wrong."
the others all left as Daniel made his way over to the reception
you watched the conversation from a distance, just out of earshot, and you noticed Jinyoung's face fall almost straight away
he looked over at you, a glare completely full of anger, before looking back at Daniel and nodding
he stood up from his desk and walked over to you with Daniel, both of them not looking... impressed with your decision
"Y/n, Jinyoung, your job is to collect information on a high ranking politician."
he handed both of you a file each, and when you flicked it open you noticed the politician was Mr Lee, secretary of state
"You two will attend a party tonight hosted by Mr Lee. Your cover is that you two are a couple that his wife met skiing abroad. You must find out as much information as possible."
you nodded at him, briefly looking over at jinyoung who was nodding slowly, a scowl still on his face
"Good. I'll leave you two to it, I'm going back to bed. Jinyoung, you’re off receptionist duties until all... this... is over."
with that he was gone, up the elevator to his penthouse suite
you turned to jinyoung, looking him in the eyes as you started to speak
"I'm sorry-"
"I don't want to hear it. You think I'm an easy way out, right? Don't. I'm much better than you think."
he turned on his heel and walked away from you, towards the lift next to the one Daniel had just gone in
you followed him closely, remembering that the two of you were partners and well... you weren't really sure if you'd be allowed to leave this place now
when you got into the elevator beside him, he sighed loudly before pressing the button for the tenth floor and looking down at his feet
"Really, Jinyoung-"
"Please, don't... Ill let you stay in my room for now seeing as you can't leave, I'll go to a guest room... just please don't bother me."
you nodded slowly, biting your lip as you cursed yourself for being so,,, judgemental of him
sure most receptionists aren't the best fighters or detectives
but... not all of those receptionists are in the mafia?
when you reached the tenth floor, jinyoung let you out of the elevator first, leading you to his door and unlocking it for you, and then walking off to a quest room
you shouted a quick 'thanks!' to his disappearing figure but he didn't seem to hear it, just turning around and holding up 6 fingers
well
I guess you two are meeting at 6 to go to that party
after he's out of sight, you walk into his room, taking in how... minimalist it all is
maybe he doesn't live here all the time? I mean it's always possible he has a partner who he stays with in a separate apartment
your eyes go straight to the bed though, and you remember how you were... rudely awoken this morning
you take a look at the clock beside the bed, noting that you had a good 10 hours before you had to meet, before sitting down on the bed and laying back
the bed was soft, and the satin sheets were so inviting that before long, you found yourself falling asleep
you were awoken again by a knock on the door, and when you opened it jinyoung stood outside holding a strikingly red dress
"You don't have any clothes for the party right? Wear this. And start getting ready, you only have 30 minutes."
you thanked him and nodded, closing the door and then rushing to get ready
what you didn't notice as you rushed was that hey... the dress was a perfect fit??? how???? jinyoung must have excellent size guessing skills I guess
but you stepped outside to see jinyoung in a fancy ass suit looking well...
beautiful?? handsome?? wonderful?? amazing??
he smiled a little, offering his arm without a word and leading you to the elevator
"You remember we have to act as a couple, yes? No funny stuff."
you nodded slowly, already making plans in your head to find some way to shift him so your escape plan would work
and when you arrived, the perfect opportunity arose
both of you noticed someone you knew, you noticing a previous client and him noticing a fellow mafia member
both of you ended up going your separate ways to greet your acquaintances
"Mrs Ju! Nice to see you again!"
"Y/n! I didn't expect to see you here. Did you come with anyone?"
you look briefly over at Jinyoung, who seemed to be deep in conversation, before turning back to your past client
"No, I came alone."
the party continued pretty much the same way, both of you doing your separate thing and gathering some pieces of information
until halfway through the party, jinyoung approached the politician with a soft smile and introduced himself
you were nearby, standing by the food and taking a bit of a break between socialising
there wasn't a lot of information you could collect, besides how the death of his wife was,,, suspicious
but while you continued munching on the food your thoughts were interrupted by your name being called
you turned around to see jinyoung, Mr. Lee and Mrs. Ju, all three of them looking at you with bright smiles
you walked over, greeting all three of them with the same smile they'd shown you
"This is my fiancée, y/n."
Mrs. Ju looked at you suspiciously, before speaking
"You said you came alone."
Jinyoung looked at you, rolling his eyes before facing Mrs Ju again
"She probably means that we came in separate cars..."
mr. Lee smiled at you both before placing his champagne down on a side table
“Well... if it doesn’t work out I know a good few divorce lawyers... and assassins!”
you laughed awkwardly, trying to cover how shocked you were by how... outwardly psychopathic this guy was
and after that, the party continued without a hitch
there wasn’t much information you could find on mr. Lee, besides the fact that he’d invested a lot in the fishing industry, specifically ports with large warehouses
it wasn’t much to go off but it was... something??
but more importantly
what kind of MESS was that ??
“Y/n why the hell did you forget the cover?”
“You went off without me so... I thought it was off. What kind of couple doesn’t even look at each other?”
“There’s this thing called acting. You should try it sometime.”
you rolled your eyes and slammed your bag on the dresser
“Or you could be more helpful. Do you want me to die?”
“I didn’t ask for this, I’m not saying anything.”
he sat down on the bed, leaning forward to untie his laces and ignoring your harsh stare
“Whatever. I’m going back to my room.”
“It’s my room, actually.”
you scoffed, picking up your bag and walking out of the door into the next room
you didn’t even move to take off the dress, instead laying down on the bed and holding your head in your hands
“What the hell have I gotten myself into...”
the next few days were spent in a small room higher up in the building, one with glass windows that covered the whole wall with a beautiful view of the city skyline
you and jinyoung had set up whiteboard and cork boards full of ideas, intel, key people
but the air was still... cold between the two of you
you’d barely conversed since that day, nothing past “hello” or “how do you want your coffee”
sometimes you’d look up from your research on your laptop, and spot him looking right back at you
but other than that, you didn’t speak much
until one day, you found a small break in the case
“I was looking into the warehouses by the sea...”
Jinyoung nodded, not looking up from his laptop
“Well they used to be used by the rival mafia...”
“What?”
he looked up at you suddenly, almost making you a bit scared because he moved so damn fast lol
“Yeah... the old mafia... they used to use them for...”
“For what, y/n?”
“Well i was going to try and find a nice way to say it, but it was like... a torture chamber.”
Jinyoung sat back in his seat, picking up his coffee
“Do you think he bought it to use for that?”
“Do I look like I’m psychic?”
he laughed and took a sip of his coffee
“I don’t know, maybe.”
after that, you couldn’t seem to find any more information
but you did manage to get closer, the cold air between you replaced with something much warmer, almost friendship
days passed, turning into weeks, but still you and Jinyoung couldn’t find anything, your time together turning into more of a bonding session than actually searching for clues
that was until one day, when he walked in looking like he’d literally been dragged in
“Y/n, we have to go somewhere.”
before you could even ask what was going on, you were sat next to him in his car and on the way to somewhere
he drove well above the speed limit, sweat beading on his forehead and his hands clenching the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white
“Jinyoung?”
he jumped at your hand on his shoulder, taking a deep breath before turning on the radio
“I’ll explain later.”
you sped towards the docks where Mr Lee had bought all of the warehouses, going well above the speed limit
and when you got there, it was eerily silent
you both got out the car quickly, shutting the door as quietly as possible, and made your way towards the warehouses
“My informant said,”
Jinyoung paused to check the area around him before continuing
“He’s using the warehouses for... what the old mafia used them for.”
“Are you serious?!”
“One hundred percent!!”
the sound of a persons footsteps made you jump slightly, and pull Jinyoung against the wall
“Honestly I’m a bit confused, why would a politician need a torture chamber??”
the persons footsteps fast approached
“Jinyoung, be quiet!”
“What does he do down there? Who does he even need to torture?”
the footsteps drew even closer, your heart starting to beat against your chest
“Jinyoung, please.”
“Really, he’s already in power, what more does he need?”
the persons steps were dangerously close now, and you were sure jinyoung’s voice was in earshot of whoever it was
“For gods sake-“
in a desperate attempt to make him shut up, and to appear less suspicious, you did the only thing you could think of doing
you leant forward, pressing your lips against his, keeping your eye slightly open to check on the approaching person
Jinyoung froze for a second, before he too tuned into the sound of the footsteps and relaxed into the kiss
“Just some horny kids, I see.”
the person spoke, having come round the corner
you stepped back from Jinyoung, facing the person with a look of fake shock
he were dressed head to toe in what seemed like... assassin attire, together with a gun slid into his belt
“You know this is private property, you’re trespassing?”
you looked over at Jinyoung, before taking his hand and running with him back to the car, quickly getting in and driving away
you travelled as fast as you could, checking back every so often to make sure you weren’t being followed
before finally you reached the city centre again
“Sorry, for back there.”
you looked over at Jinyoung, who had a soft blush covering his cheeks
“It was my fault, I should’ve been listening out...”
you smiled at him before looking back at the road ahead
“You’re that flustered over just a kiss??”
he laughed at your comment, before looking over at you slightly
“Like you aren’t flustered too, you’re more red than I am.”
you quickly checked yourself in the wing mirror and, sure enough, your cheeks had turned a deep shade of red
but it wasn’t like it meant anything... right?
RIGHT?!!!
surely you weren’t falling for HIM...?
when you arrived back in your investigation room, you sat down in front of your whiteboard, trying to recall details from what was probably the most brief stakeout in the history of stakeouts
the kiss was never brought up, instead you spoke about what the dude was wearing
I mean, it wasn’t like it was useful, but still
It was something you could talk about to avoid the elephant in the room
suddenly, the door flew open and you turned to see Daniel in the doorway, a clipboard in his hand
“How’s it going?”
Jinyoung stood up, greeting Daniel quickly before explaining the situation, and everything that you’d found, obviously missing out the KISS
Daniel nodded, taking in the story, before turning to you
“Well, y/n. I think it’s time you got yourself kidnapped.”
“Excuse me?”
Daniel smirked at your reaction, before looking down at his clipboard
“You’ve reached a wall, right? Well how about you get into that torture chamber yourself and get some hard evidence.”
“By that you mean...?”
“I don’t mean die, I mean like, go and record everything. Then we have proof we can release to the media.”
Jinyoung shifted on his feet slightly, biting his lip
“Why the media?”
“To bring him down, he’s a politician that’s corrupt in the wrong way, we don’t want him. Its not like we could give him up to the police, is it?”
Jinyoung sad back down next to you, looking over at you, studying your face
“If you’re fine with it, then...”
“I’m okay with it, I trust you to rescue me.”
you joked, trying to lighten the mood, but jinyoungs face just fell slightly
“I’ll help you train for it.”
and he did
during the week before you were going to be “kidnapped” you spend pretty much every waking moment together
you practiced shooting at the shooting range together, fist combat, everything together
even taking to eating together and falling asleep in the other’s room
before long, you found yourself falling deep for jinyoung
he was sweet, a bit aloof, but funny and kind
the kind of person you could trust with anything, and you did
you wholeheartedly trusted he could get you out of that... situation
and so, the day came
someone in the mafia had anonymously tipped off Mr. Lee, telling him that you were planning to expose him, and saying where you’d be at exactly 7pm
and there you were, waiting for a hood to be placed over your head when it actually was
you quickly pressed the button on you shirt to start recording, taking a deep breath and trying to relax
something was held over your mouth and suddenly, everything was black
when you woke up, you were tied to a chair which was bolted down, the hood still over your head
you fumbled with your restraints, making sure that your recording device was still... well... recording
sure enough it was, and before you had time to sigh in relief the hood was removed from your head
you sat face to face with Mr. Lee, an evil smirk across his face
“I should’ve known it was you. My wife doesn’t even go skiing.”
you breathed deeply, fumbling with your restraints again
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you to stop investigating me. What’s so wrong with killing my opponents? Everyone does it - your buddies in the mafia do it!”
you tried to hide your smile at how you managed to get all of this on tape, before spitting out a response
“I work alone.”
“Good. Then nobody will miss you.”
you rolled your eyes, taking the opportunity to look down at your restraints
‘Great’, you thought to yourself. ‘it’s a figure of eight knot. extremely easy to undo.’
you kept staring Mr. Lee in the eye, using the small amount of movement you had in your hands to undo the knots as best as you could, before you spotted Jinyoung in the corner, waving at you slightly
unfortunately, at that point, mr lee pointed the gun at your head, right against your temple
“Any last words, then?”
it was then that Jinyoung appeared from the shadows, gun trained at mr lee’s head
“Not so fast.”
Mr Lee looked over at Jinyoung, scoffing slightly before pressing the gun harder against your temple
“Of course, its lover boy. Guess I get to take you both out.”
he took a second to laugh, and that point you shook the rope from your wrists and elbowed him in the stomach, taking the opportunity to steal the gun from his hand and point it at him
“Oh no! Look what happened!”
you smirked at him, before Jinyoung fished out some handcuffs from his back pocket, using them to chain Mr Lee to the bolted down chair
“You- you scum! Get back here! You’re assaulting a member of Parliament-“
“Not for much longer!”
and with that, the both of you were gone, running out of there, your hands clasped together
you took a moment outside to breath, both of you still holding each others hands
you let go for a second, taking the recording software out of your pocket and making sure all the data was forwarded on, before placing your hand back in his
“That was-“
“Amazing? Yeah. I guess this means you’re one of us now.”
“Oh my god, I’d literally forgotten about that.”
Jinyoung smiled, turning to you
“Me too.”
you stood in silence for a second, both of you studying each other’s faces
“Should we do it for real this time?”
“What?”
“The kiss. For real.”
you rolled your eyes at him, wrapping your arms around his neck
Genre;; slice of life fluffy thing + office worker! hwang!!!!
Warnings;; none that i know of!! unless u hate flowers
Pairing;; Hwang Minhyun x reader
Requested;; nope,, I’m just in the mood for this
Summary;; The boy with the flowers on his desk always catches your eye...
Style;; bullet point
Word Count;; 1014
Other Minhyun one-shot works;; Can I Get Your Number | Neon Lies
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hwang minhyun... amazing beautiful talented...
Forget Me Not
True and undying love; said that the wearer of the flower would never be forgotten by a lover.
he sat at a desk not far from yours, his fingers always typing away at his computer until long after you left for home
he would always turn up at the office just after you did, a few flowers in hand, placing them in the small vase on his desk as he cleared out the flowers from the days before
they were never large flowers, always smaller and more delicate ones, each of them with a brilliant colour that brightened up the black and white office colour scheme
but after he’d placed them in the water, it was time to work, his back straight and typing away as always, never taking his lunch break
you asked your friends about him, finding that he seemed to be a ‘hot topic’ amongst the ladies (and men) of the office, yet nobody seemed to notice his flowers like you did
‘Hwang Minhyun... the flower boy...’ it sure had a nice ring to it
you sneaked looks at him for weeks, maybe months even, neglecting your own work to admire his flowers from afar
somehow they seemed to make your days brighter, whenever he’d take the odd day off and you’d notice the flowers wilting on his desk, you couldn’t help but feel... bad?
so you decided that the next time he took a day off, you’d fix his flowers and buy him new ones in your lunch hour
funnily enough, it wasn’t even a week until minhyun took another day off, for a business trip coordinated by your boss
you spent most of the first half of the day counting down the minutes until your lunch break, your mind fixated on what colours to use, how many flowers to buy
as soon as the clock struck one, you practically ran over to his desk to clear out the dead flowers, a few blue ones still in bloom which you kept in the vase
and then out you went, on a mission to find a florist near your office building
luckily, google maps helped you out and you managed to find one a short walk away, full to the brim of vibrant reds, yellows and blues, all colours of the rainbow
your mind went straight to Minhyun, your thoughts entirely of him as you approached the cashier, asking her for advice on the type of flowers you should buy
you described the vase, small and made of intricately cut glass in a rounded shape
she nodded slightly, before taking you over to an area full of the small flowers you immediately recognised as the ones Minhyun would usually place in his vase
you picked a few bright red ones, small pretty flowers that seemed as though they would match nicely with the blue ones already in his vase, and a few more different blue ones too
you paid for them and made your way back to the office building, clasping the flowers in your hand
you made it back with 10 minutes to spare, quickly placing your bag at your desk before running over to put the flowers in his vase before your boss could catch you
the clock struck 2, and you put your head down to start working when the door suddenly opened
you looked up to see who it was, out of pure curiosity, to see Minhyun himself walking through the doors to the office, his hair slightly dishevelled but otherwise looking as usual
your boss greeted him on the way in, thanking him for going on the business trip
and you rolled your eyes slightly because, yeah, of course, he’s the kind of goody-two-shoes who wouldn’t go straight home after a business trip
he nodded a thanks to the boss, making his way to his desk
when he arrived he seemed to notice the flowers with a slight delay
you watched him as his head tilted in confusion, before looking around the office
you caught his eye and smiled brightly at him, holding up a small thumbs up as he smiled back
and you cursed yourself slightly for doing that thumbs up but hey what can you do ??
you went back to your work, working harder than usual and feeling slightly energised by your interaction with Minhyun
you worked into overtime, not even noticing as everyone left the office
when you finished your work, it was only you two left, the sound of his keyboard tapping away as you logged off
you made your way over to Minhyun, your steps hesitant, tapping his shoulder shyly
he jumped slightly, looking around before noticing you standing beside him
he stood up almost immediately, holding out his hand for you to shake
“Thank you so much for doing my flowers. I’m Minhyun.”
you forced yourself to not say yeah, I know who you are, instead placing your hand in his and shaking hands with him lightly
“I’m y/n. Sorry if those are bad flowers...”
“No! They’re perfect! I promise!”
you blushed and looked down, biting your lip
“Do you want to know what flowers they are?”
“Sure!”
he listed them off, pointing at each flower you chose and what they were, looking at each of them closely and admiring them
when he got to the blue flowers, he smiled, picking up a single sprig of them from the vase and holding it up in front of you
“This is a forget-me-not. Beautiful blue flowers, right?”
“Right.”
you smiled back at him, admiring the way his eyes lit up as he studied the flowers, his fingertips ghosting over the petals
suddenly he leaned forward, tucking the flower behind your ear so your hair hung slightly over it
“There.”
“Why did you do that?”
you blushed hard, looking down at your feet to hide your cheeks
“It looks prettier there than it did in the vase.”
you looked up to notice his own cheeks were a bright shade of pink
“Thank you.”
you smiled as he brought his hand forward again, tucking a strand of your hair behind the forget-me-not on your ear
