I never watched the Ateez Logbook. I know weird but I do the same to other groups, I don't know why but I don't watch it.
But today, I just got curious and decide to watch their VERY FIRST Logbook then watching their current Logbook. And let me tell you, I was sobbing. Like 정말, I have never felt so proud or damn disbelief how far they have come.
Having to cramp theirselves inside the tiny room as their changing room to going around big arenas, being the first kpop male idols to be in Coachella.
I wanted to be just like how they are. I wanted to be somewhere in the future, I want to be the best version of myself in the future. They gave me the courage to go on and fight for my dreams no matter what the challenge thrown at me.
They were my inspiration. They were my aspiration in this moment of my life.
Ateez, Atiny. Let's continue fighting until the end!
Imagine being in a poly! relationship with all the members and each inside their wallet has a polariod picture of you, naked, in different position.
hongjoong: he would have a polariod picture of you with your tongue out with his cum dripping from your lips or some all over your face.
seonghwa: he is always delighted to see a sweaty fuck out face of you with his fingers inside your mouth.
yunho: he will be so hard each time he opens his wallet to see of you, legs spread open, your fingers parting the lips of your pussy, glistening and dripping with his cum.
yeosang: he would have his dick squished in between the valley of your breast as it was covered with his cum.
san: the amount of times he would find himself being hard at work whenever he opens his wallet to see a photo of you being fucked by him from behind, midway that will show his dick was inside you.
mingi: his large hands gripping your plushed asscheeks that was so red from the previous spanking he did.
wooyoung: is the nastiest I know, he would have his dick slid just between your ass cheeks.
jongho: he will keep it simple with his hands on throat littered with hickeys.
I mase this acc bc I like wooyoung and his attitude ... but in the name of shibal did I made the right decision ...
Jeezus, my acc may be small and has 0 intreactions but don't fucking make it so small you can use your advantage to steal and crash it like that post is yours.
The one with the man of steel and his soft heart Part 2 Final
Other members
Genres and warnings: bodyguard romance, strangers to lovers, mature language, mild smut mentioned, violence, light angst, mention of guns and death (minors dni), happy ending, romance
Word count: 4.2k
San finally gives in, but his feelings now come into conflict with his job and it almost costs him the most important thing in his life - you.
Silence.
People never appreciate the act of silence, until they so desperately crave it.
Right now, you'd give up anything to sit in your room, the hum of your laptop being the only noise. Instead, you had to cover your ears because the chaos from outside was freaking you out.
You don't know for how long you've been inside the little supply closet, but it was too long in your opinion. There was no sign of San, and your nerves were getting the best of you.
If a minute more had passed you'd been out of the room in search of San, but that's when the doorknob jiggled.
You froze, listening intensely to the amount of knocks. Once the familiar pattern echoed into the tiny room, you rushed to unlock the door.
"Oh thank God!"
San was there, suit no longer pristine, but full of ash and tears. His hair fell into his eyes, and he was breathing heavily. Without a second thought, you threw yourself into his open arms. He stumbled a bit, but managed to wrap you securely into his embrace.
"It's okay baby, you're okay." He whispered, caressing your hair and squeezing you a little tighter.
"Where is my dad? San, is he hurt?"
San shook his head, looking into the direction of the grand staircase.
"He's fine, I managed to get him into safe hands. Changbin is a friend of mine, he's a part of the security for tonight. Come, we need to hurry out."
He took you by the hand, the other one reaching for his gun.
"There is an exit down the back staircase, we're going through there. I need you to run, okay love? If you need to, take off your shoes."
You glanced at your heels, knowing you could manage in them.
"I'm good. Let's get the hell out of here."
With a nod, he pulled you along with him as you ran like you never did before. You reached the end of the long hallway, going through a door and running down a flight of stairs. It looked like a service exit, probably when suppliers brought over what was needed for the gatherings.
San periodically glanced behind him to make sure you were okay, and you gave him a small smile every time.
It was tragic how not even an hour ago you were about to share the most passionate moment with a man you've been infatuated with since you met him. Now, said man was locked in, the only thing important to him was your safety.
You reached another door, and San gestured for you to wait before he opened it and checked the outside. Once he nodded, you grabbed onto him again, and finally ran outside.
"Where to now? What do we do?"
San pushed you against the wall of the building, holding onto your shoulders.
"Now you wait. I'm sorry I have to leave you again, but I need to see if the path to our car is clear. Stay put, and stay silent."
"Please don't leave me again! You can't leave me alone again!"
You grabbed onto his arms, sinking your nails into them in order to keep him in his place. San's expression turned into a pained one, but you knew your grip wasn't the thing that was hurting him.
"Babygirl... I won't leave you, I promise. I need to make sure it's safe for you. I'd do anything to keep you safe, you know? My little troublemaker." He smiled lightly, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips.
You were stunned for a second, but easily gave in to enjoy the moment.
He pulled away, putting his hand on your cheeks.
"Now, be a good girl and stay put, okay? I'll wave you over, and you run to me, got it?"
You nodded, still not feeling happy about being left alone again, but you had to listen to him. San hurried to the far corner, glancing around it and taking a few steps out of your view. Your nerves were now going haywire, but you took a deep breath to calm yourself.
Seconds felt like hours, but he was finally back and waving you over. You ran towards him, relieved you could finally leave this hell hole.
"Okay, get in the back and stay down. I don't want you looking out the window."
You nodded, doing exactly what he said. The car started speeding as soon as San buckled up and turned it on.
"We're not going to your place tonight, we're going to my apartment. I've let your father know, and he agrees it would be the safest option until they clear your house. Okay?"
"O-Okay."
The rest of the ride was spent in silence, and you felt like you could finally breathe again. There was no need to worry with San by your side.
After a while, the car came to a stop and you looked at San. He looked around the parking lot, thankful it was vacant.
"Come on now, let's get you settled in."
San opened the back door, gently placing his hands around you to help you out. The both of you entered his apartment building, going to the elevator. He pressed the button for his floor, watching as you leaned against the glass wall.
"Why would someone do this, San?" You whispered, too afraid to actually voice your concerns.
"I don't know baby... Your dad and most of the people at the gala tonight are really big figures, and there is a campaign going on. People do crazy shit to eliminate competition."
You didn't know how to respond, so you just sighed.
The elevator dinged, and the two of you went to his apartment. He unlocked the door, and a small smile appeared on your face when you entered.
Everything inside reminded you of San. His place was pristine, monochromatic, but elegant. There were little trinkets here and there that gave it a personal touch, and you quickly took off your heels to wander around.
He didn't say a word, watching as you explored. You stood out like a sore thumb in your red dress, but he liked the picture you painted. His life definitely needed a woman's touch, and for some reason, he could clearly see how you'd fit in it.
However, as much as he didn't want to, he knew what happened tonight would have to change the course of your blossoming relationship. He had a job to do, and he had to set his personal feelings aside.
Now, looking at you so beautiful in the dimmed light of his living room, he thought he could give the two of you one night. Just one night to enjoy each other's presence.
"Miss Y/N..."
Your head snapped towards him, and the smile on your face lighting up the whole room.
"No 'baby' anymore? When did you decide to backtrack!"
San chuckled, taking a few steps closer to you. You were just out of arms reach, but he didn't want to rush into things.
"Sorry, it's a habit... Do you want me to get you some clothes? You can take a shower if you'd like."
San watched as you pondered over his offer, quickly stepping up to him. Your small hands wrapped themselves around his neck, but he stayed put.
"You know what... I'd love to take a shower, but only if you come to keep me company. Besides..."
You mouth was now close to his ear, your lips grazing his neck before placing a gentle kiss on the shell of his ear.
"You told me you wouldn't leave my side anymore, isn't that right?"
San could feel his resolve crumbling. A second passed before he made up his mind.
Tonight - you'd be his.
"You're absolutely right, baby."
You gasped as his strong arms lifted you up, your legs going around his waist. San's palms were now squeezing your ass, and you felt a shiver run down your spine.
"Let's get you all cleaned up. But beware - were getting really dirty afterwards."
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There was no accurate way to describe how you were feeling right now. Happy, delightful, satisfied... The list went on and on.
San was next to you in all his naked glory, grabbing the sheet to wrap around the both of you.
You were at it for a while after your shower, and your limbs didn't feel like they belonged to you anymore.
"If I'd known you were like this in bed I would've amped up the teasing a lot more."
He chuckled, opening his arms and inviting you into his embrace. You eagerly shimmied towards him, placing your head on his strong chest. One of his hands caressed the palm you outstretched on his stomach, while the other raked through your tangled locks.
"And I should have known you'd be bossy in bed as well."
You gasped, pretending to be offended for a moment. The two of you were in a fit of giggles before your expression changed to a more serious one.
"How is this going to work now?"
San stayed silent, contemplating everything that happened in the span of a couple of hours. He knew what he was doing currently was highly unprofessional, but he gave himself this night with no regrets.
He knows how devastating it will be for you once morning comes and the fairytale disappears.
However, that was hours away, so he just embraced you tighter and eased your worries for now.
Once you fell asleep, he detached himself from your soft body and put on a pair of sweatpants. He quietly shut the door behind him before going into his study to make a phone call.
"Changbin? Hey, I'm sorry to call so late, but I need to ask you for a favour."
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Waking up alone was not what you expected to happen after last night, but as you reached over to hug San, your hands only felt the sheets tangled to your left. You were confused, was he already up? He must be, he knows you'd rather not be left alone right now.
Grabbing one of his dress shirts you found and buttoned it up, you went over to the door and stopped when you heard talking from the other side.
Was there someone with him?
You opened it slightly, peaking around and seeing a man you recognized standing with San. They were both in suits, all wired up and San's gun holder was peaking from his jacket.
"San?"
Their heads turned in your direction, San's expression staying as blank as possible. You stomach churned when he spoke his next words.
"Miss Y/N, good morning. Please, come to the kitchen, we need to talk."
The tone of his voice told you this was not the same San you laid in bed with last night, and it was terrifying.
"What's going on? San, who is this?"
You were apprehensive to approach them, but he only gestured for you to come forward and take a seat by the kitchen island.
"This is Changbin, he's a good friend and a colleague. He will now be your new guard."
The world stopped.
"What? But I have you, I don't need him."
You didn't mean to offend anybody, but you didn't want a new bodyguard when you had San.
"With all due respect Miss, you do. I've spoken to your father and decided it would be best to add Changbin to our team. I will still be working for you, just not all the time. Changbin is great, his crede-"
"I don't care! I don't want him, I want you! Why are you doing this?" You were on the verge of tears at this point, but luckily Changbin excused himself and left you and San alone to sort out the situation.
"What's going on? What happened in the meantime? I thought last night... I thought it meant something to you."
You went over to San, trying to hold onto his hands, bur he pulled them away. Thete wasn't an ounce of emotion on his face, and it was now freaking you out.
"Miss Y/N, last night was a misshap, and I apologize. If I hadn't been distracted in the library last night, I'd have noticed the danger we were in sooner. Our relationship will be solely professional from now on, with Changbin as an addition. This isn't negotiable."
"You're a coward."
This was the first time you saw a slight change of his expression. He knew what we was doing, and he also felt the same towards you, but he just couldn't admit it.
"You'd rather hand me off to a stranger than stay with me, because you're too much of a coward to accept your own feelings."
"Miss Y/N..."
You raised your hand to silence him, and by this point tears were streaming down your face.
"You know how you feel, and you know I'm the same, but if you aren't willing to take a risk, then fine. I just didn't expect this from you. I want to go home now."
With that, you turned around and went back to his bedroom to gather your belongings from last night. There was a knock on the door and Changbin came in with a bag of your clothes you could change into.
Without another word to San, you exited his apartment, going to Changbin's car, never glancing back at him.
"Are you hungry, Miss? Do you want us to stop by-"
"Just take me home."
Changbin didn't try to interact with you again, and you stared out the window in silence for the rest of the ride.
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.
"How could you let him do this? Are you insane?"
You were ten minutes deep into a screaming match with your father, but the tension wasn't going down anytime soon.
"He suggested it! And I think he's right, you need the extra protection!"
"But he's not around!"
You father sighed, leaning back into his chair.
"Honey, he's here, he's just not going to be chasing you around anymore. He's in charge of the security, and Changbin is a great man! Would you please tone it down now?"
"I can't believe this."
You stormed out of his office, not caring about the looks his workers gave you. They are used to your antics, but you looked particularly agitated right now.
Changbin was doing his job, you get it, but San has been actively avoiding you for a week now.
Who knew such a strong man could become a coward once his feelings got involved.
"Miss Y/N?"
You turned around, staring down your new bodyguard.
"What?"
"I think it's best if we return to your house now, what do you say?"
"Yeah, whatever."
Changbin opened the door to the backseat for you, going over and sitting behind the wheel. You could only stare out the window in silence.
"Can I tell you something Miss?"
You glanced at Changbin, noticing how his grip on the wheel tightened.
"Go ahead."
"Choi San is probably one of the few people I know who is perfect and meticulous at everything that he does. We've known each other since our training days, and he's always been at the top of the class. He's pretty serious about protecting you, you know?"
You were confused.
"Why are you telling me this?"
He chuckled, and a shiver went down your spine.
"Why? Because no matter how much I tried, I could never beat him. I could never come out on top. But you know what advantage I have?"
You didn't respond, starting to get nervous now. Suddenly, the locks on your door clicked, and you watched as Changbin's expression changed.
"I don't involve pointless feelings in my work. If San hadn't been so frantic the day of the gala, he'd have noticed important details. Such as the little smoke bombs I've managed to sneak in."
"What?"
You tried opening your door, frantic to get the hell away from this lunatic.
"I work for a powerful man, Miss Y/N. He'll be so glad to know I landed such a big hit on his opponent. You're the apple of your father's eye, right?"
"Don't do this, please." You cried, trying to take off your seatbelt, but it seemed like it was locked as well.
"Oh, and I can't wait to laugh in San's face once I drop your lifeless body in front of him. This will finally be the time where I beat him."
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"Something's not right."
San turned his head in the direction of his coworker, Seonghwa. He was in charge of looking over the security footage from the night of the gala. They had to see if there had been any indication prior to the catastrophe that happened.
"What's up?"
He came closer to Seonghwa, looking over his shoulder at the computer.
"For some reason, the camera pointing at the back entrance hasn't moved in a long time. It's like... It's frozen. Somebody definitely messed with that. And look at this."
Seonghwa pointed at the screen, clicking on another camera.
"Isn't this your friend? I've been watching over the whole layout, and he's been everywhere that night. He even got into the kitchen. I know he was placed in the security team, but nobody else did that besides him."
San started getting nervous. Then, it suddenly dawned on him.
"Oh God! I saw him! When I left Y/N in the storage, I ran into him on the staircase. He was running upstairs, I just thought he was securing the premises. I never saw him afterwards. He helped Mr. Jerrod..."
San froze. Seonghwa looked at him, concerned about the abrupt change in his mood.
"San?"
"The back exit down the staircase was unlocked, Y/N and I ran through it easily. Someone must've left it like that."
"I hate to break it to you, but the only people who were upstairs were you, Y/N, and Changbin. See."
He pointed at the screen again, and there was a video of Changbin running down the same hallway San and Y/N escaped through.
"Pause." San almost shouted, grabbing the mouse from Seonghwa.
"Zoom into him."
The man did as San ordered, and that's when he saw it. The end of a smoke bomb was sticking out of Changbin's back pocket.
"How could I have been so careless?"
San couldn't let the betrayal hurt him too much, because he knew you were currently being watched over by the same man who helped cause the disaster, and you were more important.
Without a second thought, he dialed your number. It rang until the end, so he did it again.
He did it ten more times until you picked up. Or so he thought.
"Y/N! Where are-"
"Hello San, lovely to hear from you."
His blood ran cold.
"Changbin, where is Y/N? I swear to God, if you do something to her-"
"You'll what, Sannie? Oh come on now, you don't even know where we are, do you? I have plenty of time to take care of her. You made it so easy for me, giving her up after you let your desire get the best of you. Tell me, should I take her for a spin before I end her?"
"Listen to me you little shit! There better not be a single hair missing from her head or I'll skin you alive! You don't know who you're messing with!"
The man on the other end chuckled.
"We'll see about that."
"Why are you doing this? What does Y/N have to do with this stupid game of politics people are playing?"
Changbin sighed.
"To be honest, she doesn't have to do anything with it. Our target was primarily her father, but I've got to say... It will be my pleasure to finally ruin your life."
"Is this what it's about? Hurting me?"
Changbin chuckled.
"Hurting? It's about destroying. Have a fun rest of your life San, knowing you were the cause of her death."
The line beeped, notifying San he hung up.
Seonghwa stood up, approaching his friend.
"We need to call the police now, maybe they can track the phone call."
"No need. I've taught my girl what to do. Seonghwa, type in a code into the GPS."
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One month ago
"This is a little tracking device. I'll install it into one piece of your favourite jewellery, make sure to wear it as much as you can."
"So now you're going to track me? Why is that?"
San sighed, opening up his palm to let her place one of her rings into it.
"You never know when you might need it. You see, it's as small as an ant, you won't even notice it."
You sat on his desk, noticing how his eyes raked over your figure.
"So, how does it work?"
"Well, I'll place it on the inside of the band, you just need to twist it a bit to make it heat up, it will send a signal to our headquarters. We'll know you're in trouble, so don't mess with it for fun."
"But it tracks my movements regardless?"
He nodded, handing her the ring back.
"It does, but it isn't hight alert. I have the app on my phone, so only I will know if it isn't an emergency."
You glanced at the ring, the one important piece you had left from your mother.
"Cool."
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"Ahh... It feels so freeing. You know I've always wanted to say that to him?"
You stayed silent, hands now bound together as you walked along a dirt path. Changbin stopped the car a while ago, and you hoped you'd managed to warm up the ring enough to send out a high alert.
"You know, it's a shame you had to be a part of this. If only I got offered San's job instead."
After waking a little longer, you saw a rum down shed at the end of the path. It was built close to the lake, and there was another car parked in front of it.
"Sit on the chair sweetie."
Not in the mood to argue, you took a seat on an old wooden chair, and Changbin took some rope out of the car. He wrapped it around you, taking a few steps back to inspect everything.
"Perfect. Now, I give you two options. I can throw you into the lake, weighing you down with some logs, or I can put a bullet between your eyes. You choose."
"Fuck you."
He laughed, amused by your words.
"You'd like that, don't you? Unfortunately, we don't have time to play. So, what's it going to be?"
You didn't reply, looking straight into his eyes.
"Is that how it is? Well then, I don't feel like going around and picking up logs, so..."
He took a gun out of his back pocket, pointing it at you.
"Any final wo-"
A shot rang out, and the gun from Changbin's hand flew away as he clutched his bleeding palm.
"Motherfuc-"
"Get down on your knees."
Your head snapped to the left, eyes widening.
"San!"
"Are you okay babygirl?" He didn't look at you, keeping his eyes on Changbin who stood frozen.
"I'm okay, everything's okay. Now get that fucker."
San smirked, watching as Changbin tried to bend down to pick up his gun. San was faster, tackling the man to the ground.
"How the hell are you here! How! I did everything right!"
"You were never able to outsmart me, Chan. You need to make peace with that. Come on boys!"
You watched as a dozen police officers ran over to put cuffs on Changbin, trying to handle him as he trashed around.
San let go, running over to you.
"Did he hurt you? What did he do?"
He untied the ropes, using shear force to break apart the ones holding your wrists together.
"I'm fine, I'm okay now. You're here. You came back for me."
You threw yourself into his arms, squeezing him tightly around his neck. He placed kisses all over your face, strengthening his hold around your waist.
"Of course I came for you, I already told you I'd never leave you."
San helped you up, never letting go of your hand as you made your way over to the main road. A couple of police cars were there, and you saw detectives putting Changbin into a van before speeding off.
"Honey! Oh my Y/N!"
"Dad!"
You let go of San, rushing to hug your father.
"I'm sorry sweetie, I'm so sorry you had to go through such horrors because of me. I'm resigning! I'm leaving this messed up world if it means you'll never be put into harm's way again."
"It's okay dad, don't panic please. See? I'm all good. San saved me, dad. I... I love him, you know?"
San froze behind you, his heat beat speeding up at the confession.
"Oh honey, you didn't think I'd notice? I just wanted to see how long it would take the two of you to make it official. San, my boy, come here."
Your dad grabbed San's hand in a firm handshake, patting him on the back.
"You did great job. Thank you for taking care of my princess."
San looked at you, noticing how you smiled at him.
"That's my job sir. I have to protect the woman I love."
Your and San's relationship may have had some bumps in the road, but after that day, San never left your side again.
These aren’t real coz if they were i would be gone by now but someone used a app for this idk what it’s called but my god what a dilf mingi is here😨⛓️🖤
These aren’t real coz if they were i would be gone by now but someone used a app for this idk what it’s called but my god what a dilf mingi is here😨⛓️🖤
Warnings; nsfw, male moaning, suggestive language, praises, slight degradation, entertainment purposes only clearly not mingi nor affiliated with him!!
Time length: 0:56
Mingi came home from work horny from you teasing him all day.
If we are talking about the "Logbook" of Ateez, it's like a diary for them. Like cut moments of where they were or moments of their biggest achievement, sometimes it could be about their album/comeback.
I hope I answer your curiosity. Thank you for coming by my crazy page, love ya' 😚💋
Imagine being in a poly! relationship with all the members and each inside their wallet has a polariod picture of you, naked, in different position.
hongjoong: he would have a polariod picture of you with your tongue out with his cum dripping from your lips or some all over your face.
seonghwa: he is always delighted to see a sweaty fuck out face of you with his fingers inside your mouth.
yunho: he will be so hard each time he opens his wallet to see of you, legs spread open, your fingers parting the lips of your pussy, glistening and dripping with his cum.
yeosang: he would have his dick squished in between the valley of your breast as it was covered with his cum.
san: the amount of times he would find himself being hard at work whenever he opens his wallet to see a photo of you being fucked by him from behind, midway that will show his dick was inside you.
mingi: his large hands gripping your plushed asscheeks that was so red from the previous spanking he did.
wooyoung: is the nastiest I know, he would have his dick slid just between your ass cheeks.
jongho: he will keep it simple with his hands on throat littered with hickeys.
