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Converse High — Jake Sim X Male Reader

➟Summary: Off handedly Jake mentioned being into his partner wearing skirts in bed, he didn’t think it was all that special but the thought didn’t leave your mind.

➟Potential Warnings: SMUT DNI IF UNDERAGE I BEG OF THEE, bottom male reader, top Jake reader, BOYS! IN!! SKIRTS!!!, fingering, unprotected sex (y’all please don’t, stay safe out there), swearing, horribly written dirty talk, light spanking, edging I guess?, author wrote this while stoned so it might not make ANY sense:)

➟Word Count: around 2,010 words

<<Anyway, when you meet me don’t wear Converses / It’s too hard to take them off of you >>

You had talked before about certain things you both would be open to trying in the bedroom, Jake confessing that he thinks skirts looked hot on everyone — yes even his boyfriend. Especially his boyfriend. The thought of wearing something that was traditionally considered to be more feminine intrigued you, so you found the cheapest one online and got overnight shipping. You were surprised at how much you actually liked it.

The material was soft, the pattern simple but pretty. The black fabric fit around your waist before flaring out, ending a couple inches above your knee. Even though the article of clothing was not made for your build — or your gender but fuck that — it still flattered your body, you felt…pretty.

You pulled on a black tshirt and a gray sweatshirt that were scattered on your bedroom floor, quickly putting on socks and your high tops before running over to Jake’s house. You texted him saying you had a surprise, not specifying what he should expect. As he opened the door after you knocked, his eyes widened as he was met with the sight of his boyfriend in a black skater skirt and — his — gray crew neck.

He didn’t bother trying to hide his eagerness, roughly pulling you in to his house before closing the door and leading you up to his room. He pushed you up against his bedroom door after you both entered his room, his eyes traveling up and down your body.

“Do you like it?” your voice as a shy whisper, looking up at him with a nervous expression.

“Like it?” Jake’s hands were placed on your hips, his thumbs caressing the black fabric. “You look so pretty how could I not like it?”

Your smile grew as you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him in closer and kissing his lips. He immediately deepened the kiss, his grip on your hips tightening. His crotch grinding up into yours, his hands squeezing the bottom of your thighs. You had done this many times and knew he was telling you to jump up so you did, wrapping your legs around his hips as he held you up against the door. The gasp that left your mouth at his continued hip motions let Jake lick into your mouth, his grip on the bottom of your thighs was harsh and surely enough to leave a mark.

“My pretty boy” Jake’s mouth had began leaving kisses on your jawline, his crotch still grinding up with yours. “He got all dressed up for me didn’t he?”

His lips started to press onto your neck, knowing exactly where to press your buttons to drive you insane. “For you. Only you.” You panted out, harshly pulling at his hair.

“Damn right it’s only for me” he started to bite at the skin on your neck, darkening your skin with red and purple hues. “Only I get to rile you up, only I get to make you feel this good”

He tightened his grip on you as he walked you to his bed. Your back hit the mattress below you, hands caging you down as Jake stood between your legs. His lips found yours again, his lower half grinding up on yours. His hands traveled up underneath your shirt, grazing the smooth skin as he traveled around your torso.

He detached his lips from yours to lift your T-shirt and sweater over your head, before pressing rough kisses to your neck and above your collarbone. Your hands ran through his dark strands of hair on his nape, giving it a hard tug when Jake bites at the sensitive skin on your neck.

He stands up straight, removing his white shirt before going to take off your shoes. Instead of untying the laces — like anyone normal person would — he immediately tries tugging off the shoe. You start giggling once you see him struggle to take off your high tops.

“Fucking hell why are these so hard to take off” Jake chuckles out, leaning back down to kiss your lips again. Your hands cradling his face as you eagerly return his pecks, letting out little giggles in between each one. “I love how they look but please don’t wear these anymore”

“But I thought you liked when I dressed all pretty for you?” your bottom lip jutted, you looked up at him with a pout. “That’s why I bought this.” You were referencing the pleated skirt that you had impulsively put on before going over to Jake’s apartment.

“Then I guess I just won’t take them off.” Instead of continuing to try and take off your shoes, his hands moved to your thighs. He squeezed the plush skin before moving up to your boxers. He tugged them down in one swift motion, pulling them over your knees and off your legs — over the high tops. “Turn over darling”

You eagerly switched to pressing your knees to the mattress below you, your back arched towards him as you pulled a pillow under your chin to hold. Your hands gripped the soft pillow below you, having a breeze hit your cheeks was new but you weren’t complaining. All you had on was the pleated skirt, your white socks and your high tops. You turned your head to look at your boyfriend, the sight of him causing you to inhale.

His sweatpants were low on his hips, his hands cupping your ass while he bit his lip at the sight before him. “Fuck that’s my good boy.”

Your face burned at the praise, goosebumps spreading across your skin as his hands grazed the skin of your rear end. He reached over to the lube underneath his pillow, kept there for….reasons. He opened the cap and immediately poured some of the cold liquid on your hole, bringing out some sharp gasps from your mouth. After tossing the bottle back on the duvet, he ran his finger across your hole, teasing at the rim.

“Jakey please just-“ the nickname caused his hand to sharply smack your cheek, eliciting a loud yelp from your lips.

“You and I know damn well I want to take my sweet time with you.” He pushes his first finger in, not much but it already had the familiar heat in your lower stomach growing. The amount of lube cause a squelching noise to sound out as his first finger moved about, he liked it messy. His middle finger was teasing at the rim before he pulled out his first finger, only to push both in. The stretch wasn’t much but it still had your grip on the pillow tightening. The two fingers scissorered inside you, making you let out soft hums.

Jakes fingers curled inside you, hitting the bundle of nerves in you that had you sharply inhale. You heard a low chuckle as Jake began to repeatedly hit at the very spot again and again, your moans growing louder as the heat in your lower stomach rose.

“Fuck I’m close!” You yelled out, grinding back on his fingers. Just as you felt yourself close to tipping over, all sensation left your body as Jake removed his fingers. You let out a cry as you turned back to look at him, catching the amused gaze on his face.

“Not yet baby.” He roughly flipped you onto your back, kissing up your chest. His hands pulled down his sweatpants, pulling his length out before reaching for the bottle of lube again. You snatched the bottle before he could, sitting up and pouring a more than generous amount on your palm.

Jake raised an eyebrow at you in confusion, quickly morphing into a face of pure bliss as you stroked his cock from base to head. He tilted his head back and let out a soft sigh, your lubed hand moving up and down in an expert manner. He removed your hand after a couple heartbeats, gently pushing you back down and standing between your legs. His feet were still flat on the hardwood floor, his hips meeting yours as he spread your legs.

The second he pushed his cock deep inside you, you both had to pause for a second to adjust — and also to calm down so you both don’t immediately cum after 10 seconds. His hands pushed your thighs towards your chest, you immediately held the back of your knees as he began to move.

The rhythm was slow and sensual, letting you get used to the feeling of being full. “Let me know when you’re ready for more okay sweetheart?”

You nodded, your grip on your thighs tightening as he found your pleasure points. Jake was bigger than anyone you’ve been with before, even after almost 2 years of dating it still took some adjusting to. Jake knew every inch of your body, he knew where to pay attention to and how to make you feel good.

“Faster please!” You moaned out, Jake’s smile immediately turning into a crooked smirk as he picked up his pace. The sounds of his skin meeting yours, the obscene noise of the excessive amount of lube, both of your pants and whines filled the room. Jakes cock hitting your pleasure point inside you every thrust, your nails began to dig into the flesh on your thighs.

Jake paused for a second, and lifted both of your legs up to rest on his shoulders. The laces of your high tops moved with every thrust, Jakes pace quickening. Your hands moved to the bedsheets next to your head, your mind clouded in ecstasy as the heat in your stomach returned.

“God you look so good in this” Jake lifted the end of the skirt, pulling it up to drape over your abdomen. “So pretty, fuck, my pretty boy”

You could feel yourself getting closer to your high, Jakes thrusts driving you insane. “Don’t come yet sweet boy I didn’t give you permission, you gotta wait for me”

You screamed out, the pleasure overwhelming your senses as your high became closer. It didn’t take long for Jake to catch up — mf almost came on the spot when he opened the door earlier and saw you in a skirt.

“Cum for me sweetheart” Jake gasped out as his thrust became sloppy. After a few tugs onto your cock, you came in spurts all over the fabric of the skirt. Jake quickly pulled out before coming on your skirt as well, both of you slumped together as you tried catching your breaths.

After a couple minutes of silence — both of you trying to slow down your heart rates — you joked, “So I take it you like the skirt?”

Jake let out a loud laugh, his head resting near yours on the mattress as he lifted himself up on his elbows. “Liked it?”

His brown eyes were locked with yours, he leaned in to press a soft kiss on your cheek. “I love it,” his mouth travelled down your jaw to continue pressing soft kisses to your jaw and neck. “then again anything you wear looks good.”

“You also look good naked but I think that’s just you.” It was your turn to let out a chuckle, lightly shoving Jake to the side. You both were engulfed in a blanket of soft laughter and even softer kisses.

After some time you took off your socks and high tops — actually taking the time to untie the laces — as well as the black skirt, throwing it to a corner of his room to worry about later. You snuggled into Jake’s side, hearing him let out a sigh of content as he began to run his hands through your hair.

“I love you so much sweetheart.” He left a delicate kiss on the crown of your head, both of your naked bodies pressed against each others.

“Love you too Jakey.” The last thing you heard before drifting off into sleep was his soft snores, holding you tightly as you felt your eyelids become heavier.

Uhmm so yeah hope it was at least coherent? I can’t believe I wrote 2000+ words of pure filth but I guess I did so here ya go. I’m open to writing more smuts in the future I just NEED IDEAS IM GOING THROUGH HORRIFIC WRITER’S BLOCK ! That’s all for now, as always feel free to inbox/message me if you want to - V ㋛

Hi! Can i request a non AU Jake x male m/n where male m/n is a street performer and Jake witnesses his performance and becomes a fan where he always makes sure that he's there for his performances? M/n then gets scouted and becomes a soloist and they eventually become a boyfriends?

pairing: non idol!jake x idol!male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.6k

includes: blushy jake, probably inaccurate writing about how street preforming/auditioning works, reader debuts in txt bc i couldn't really figure out how to make him a soloist but it's not super important, the breaks are meant to be timeskips lmao

warnings: mention of homophobia

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))

requests open !! read my rules first

the sun beams down on jake from above as he tugs the strap of his backpack further over his shoulder. he rushes to get to the shade of the train platform. it’s not much, but it’s a much needed relief from the sweltering heat. 

the sound of a song playing through a nearby speaker immediately catches jake’s attention. curious, he makes his way further into the station in search of the noise. a boy stands off to the side on the sidewalk, dancing along to the beat of the music. jake immediately pauses in his tracks - plans now long forgotten as he watches you perform. he recognizes you almost immediately - y/n l/n, the new boy in his chemistry class. his eyes scan your movements, almost in a trance. your movements are both sharp and elegant as you easily hit every beat.

“do you know him?” a voice from a woman at his side startles jake a little. “sorry,” she smiles. “it’s just that you look around the same age and you’re wearing the same uniform.”

“ah, we’re classmates,” he nods. 

the woman hums. “he’s an incredible dancer.” they fall back into a momentary silence as both of their eyes refocus onto you. you kneel down on the ground, holding your ending position for a few seconds as a small applause runs through the crowd. you smile as you thank the few people that step forwards to drop some money into a bag for you. 

jake contemplates going over to compliment and tip you himself but he’s interrupted by his phone vibrating in his pocket. he pulls it out quickly, cursing under his breath as he answers the call from his mom, rushing to find the next train home. 

you’re back at the train station the next day. this time it’s a little later - the heat isn’t as bad and you’re wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans as opposed to your somewhat uncomfortable school uniform. jake walks closer to you this time, slowly making his way towards the front of the crowd. 

your confidence has improved and the group surrounding you is a little bigger. the performance goes just as smoothly as it did the day before. you execute the choreography flawlessly before holding the end pose for a few seconds. jake reaches into his pocket, pulling out a few dollars he had on hand and dropping it into your bag. you smile at him when he does, causing an embarrassingly deep blush to spread across his face as he smiles back before rushing off to catch his train. 

jake easily finds himself falling into a routine. everyday he goes to class where he stares at you as sneakily as he can and then watches you dance on the same train station street corner you always perform at. as the weeks pass he had slowly inched closer until reaching the front of the crowd. 

he grabs a few dollars from his pocket, stepping forwards and handing it out for you. you take it with a soft smile before adding it to your bag. “thank you.” 

“of course,” he smiles. 

he turns to leave before you cut him off with a simple question. “it’s jake, right?” 

jake freezes a little before quickly nodding. “yeah! yeah, jake. from your chemistry class.” 

“i’ve seen you around here a few times,” his nerves heighten immediately, silently preparing for the worst until you softly smile at him. “honestly, i’ve been hoping to talk to you for a while but you make me a little nervous.” 

“i make you nervous?” jake blushes slightly as you look down, a little flustered by his reaction. “sorry, it’s just… you make me nervous too.” 

your smile returns when you look up at him again. “do you want to go out sometime? there’s a cafe i’ve seen a few times. it looks nice.” 

“like a date?” 

“i mean… if you want that.” 

“i’d love that.” 

“great! i’ll meet you here at the same time tomorrow?” 

jake nods immediately. “i’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“jake!” you smile, pulling him into a hug as a greeting. 

“hi angel,” he whispers, leaning down to press a kiss against your temple. he pulls away after a few seconds to hand you a chilled drink. it’s your favourite - the same order you always choose whenever jake drags you out to an unplanned cafe date. “you did great today.” 

“excuse me,” a man’s voice interrupts the sweet moment. jake’s arm remains wrapped around your waist as you step back to his side. “i’m a representative of a south korean performance company called hybe. i’ve been watching your performances for a few days now. i see a lot of potential in you,” he pauses, reaching out to hand you a stark white business card. the cardstock feels thick in your hand as you flip it to verify the information. “we’re currently taking international auditions. you can apply online. call us if you’re interested.” 

“thank you,” you say, smiling at the man as he gives you a curt nod before walking away and catching one of the various trains out of the station. 

“so, are you considering it?” jake asks as he slides your usual order over to you. 

“the audition? i don’t know.” you look down at the cup, tracing your finger on the lid. “i’m still considering it.” 

“you should do it. it could be a good opportunity for you.” 

“i just…” you pause as jake reaches over to grab your hand, gently squeezing it in his. “i’m worried that i’m not good enough for this. i did some research. that company - hybe - they’re the same ones that bts work under! people train for years!” 

“y/n,” jake cuts you off with another gentle squeeze and a soft smile. “you’re incredible. your footwork is amazing, you command the stage, you draw everyone’s attention whenever you move. i think you should audition.” 

after a few more seconds of contemplating, you nod. “okay. i’ll try it out.” 

“babe!” jake stumbles, nearly falling backwards as you jump into his arms, nearly tackling him down in the process. he’s quick to wrap his arms around you to support you. “i got in! the audition! i got in!” 

he gasps as you pull back just enough to see the increasingly bright smile on his face. “really?” 

“really.” 

“congratulations!” he cheers, wrapping his arms around you tighter. you cling to him in your excitement. 

jake brings a hand up to your cheek, pulling you into a sweet kiss. you’re both smiling by the time you pull away as he leans in to press his forehead against yours. “we should celebrate.” 

“celebrate?” 

“yeah,” he whispers. “we can do whatever you want. take layla out and go hiking somewhere or cuddle on the couch for a movie marathon or have a nice dinner wherever you want. but we should celebrate.” 

“okay,” you smile, pulling him back into yet another kiss. “then let’s celebrate.” 

“are you sure about this?” you glance over your shoulder at the various planes outside of the grand windows of the sydney airport. “i mean, you’re moving to a new country for me - a new continent! i just don’t want to be the reason you derail your entire life.” 

“hey,” jake brings a hand up to your cheek, gently stroking his thumb against your skin. “i’m sure. i want this. we’re both learning korean, we have an apartment, and i already applied to university there,” he pauses, leaning in to press a sweet kiss against your forehead. “i would go anywhere if it meant being with you.” 

“but… we’re boys. and korea’s… not exactly accepting. you can’t kiss me in public and we can’t be too touchy during dinner and-”

“y/n,” jake cuts you off with a peck against your left cheek. 

“if i become an idol-” he presses another kiss against your right cheek this time. “-i can’t tell anyone about you-” this time it’s against your nose. “-and it’s gonna be hard-” jake presses a final kiss against your lips. 

“and i don’t care. i already promised i would do anything for you and i meant it.” he’s cut off by an announcement playing over the loudspeakers, announcing your plane is about to begin boarding. “now come on, we have a plane to catch.” 

a thrill runs through you as you stand on stage beside beomgyu and soobin. you push your nerves down as you reflexively wipe the sweat from your hands off on your stage outfit before the lights come on and the metronome of your in-ears cues the beginning of your debut song. 

your eyes scan through the audience, desperately searching for jake’s face in the crowd. you focus on the camera in front of you for a second before you find him. he’s in the front row, excitedly cheering you on from within the crowd. 

the sight of his smile immediately calms you down as you refocus on performing. your footwork is sharp and the moves are seamless. your vocals are steady as they play back through your in-ears until you end the performance next to taehyun with a bright smile. 

jake’s cheers feel the loudest from amongst the crowd until the camera switches off, signaling the end of your performance. adrenaline rushes through you as you follow kai backstage. “y/n,” yeonjun calls. he reaches over to pat your shoulder with a smile. “you did good. everything was perfect.” 

“thank you.” your smile only grows when jake enters. you immediately rush over to him, throwing your arms around him in a tight hug. 

“congratulations on your debut love,” he whispers, pressing a quick peck against your lips. “i love you.” 

“i love you too.” 

Under Pressure

Summary: Jake is at a party with the rest of Enhypen. The boys are all looking for their partner for the night, but Jake feels hesitant to find someone. So the boys take it upon themselves to set someone up with Jake, to help him get there….

Notes: Enhpyen Vampires, Male Reader, Reference to Drunk Dazed timeline, idk what else

Wordcount: 3.5k

The night was cold and dark beside the street lamps that kept the street lit. You recheck your phone. It glowed the time, 9 PM, the time you were supposed to meet at this bus stop to ride out to the party.

You received an invitation hidden in your mail last week. A charcoal black envelope that read,

An Invitation To Our Bloody Birthday Party

And inside was the card with a neatly typed message.

You're invited to our bloody birthday party.

Sometimes, walking down the deadly path

Without fleeing from death itself

Can give rise to the most wondrous creation

We hope you will be able to come

The back of the card left instructions on where to find the transit bus to take you to the party. According to Google, it was some old mansion you hadn't seen before.

Originally you weren't going to go, but your friends also got the same invitation. After you were invited to the same party, it was decided you'd all go together. Even though the party felt strange and shady, your friends managed to coax you out of the house that night.

You texted your group chat. "Are you guys there already?"

You stared at your phone, waiting for a reply. Then you heard a soft honk in front of you. A bus was waiting with the door open.

"Are you getting on?" The driver asked.

You nodded and scrambled awkwardly into the bus. Other than the driver and you, it was empty. You took a seat toward the back, near a window, and put in your headphones. You played the first song in your playlist as you tried to distract yourself from the feeling of dread that hung on your shoulders. The bus ride was about twenty minutes, and you checked your phone every few minutes to check your messages.

Still nothing...

They must be having such a good time that they're not looking at their phones.

The bus stopped down the street of a large house with music and red lights pouring out of it. You stepped off the bus and it pulled away, the darkness of the lightless street taking over you. The only lights came from the single overhead lamp from the bus stop and the eerie red house.

You stepped into the darkness, along the sidewalk, toward the house. It was suffocating. Even the flashlight on your phone didn't make you feel any safer. And the sounds of wolves howling through the night in the distance make you almost break into a sprint.

Once you reached the house, you could see inside from the front door being left ajar. It was full of people; dancing, drinking, laughing, and screaming people...

"The party is more fun on the inside, you know?" A voice whispered in your ear.

You turned around to see a handsome man in front of you with black hair and a sharp look in his eye. Judging from his taste in jewelry, he came from some serious money. Prada, YXL, and Louis Vuitton from head to toe.

He nodded to you, "You alright? Need something to drink?"

You shook your head. "I'm just trying to find my friends! They got here before me."

"Oh, I get you. I can help you look for them if you'd like. It's a big house. You can get lost pretty easily there." He smiled, his white teeth shining in the red light. "I'm Jay, by the way."

"Hi Jay, I'm y/n..."

His eyebrow twitched at your name, but he didn't hesitate to continue talking to you. "So, you have your invite? We can't just let anyone walk in."

"You're the bouncer?"

He laughed. "Not exactly. It's just my turn to watch the door. My brothers are inside enjoying the party, and it'll be my turn to enjoy it soon."

"You're brothers?"

"Yeah. It's my birthday tonight."

You almost let your jaw drop. "I–I didn't realize it was your birthday! Happy Birthday!" You awkwardly slapped his shoulder, trying to play it cool.

"Thanks. Why don't you go in and find your friends? If you see my brothers, tell them that Jake's gift is somewhere hidden in the house."

You nodded. You wanted to ask what his brothers looked like, but you couldn't help but feel that talking to him wasn't the best move. His eyes got sharp like he wasn't looking at you but looking through you. Listening very closely to something...

"Go on now. I've gotta greet some more guests soon." He said, through what sounded like gritted teeth.

You moved inside, worming your way through people and trying not to bump into anyone. Your friends were nowhere in sight.

The air inside was foggy, like from a machine, but tasted sweet like strawberries. The lights made your eyes hurt a little at first but it eventually passed. You ended up in a kitchen, one of the few quieter rooms in the house. Inside was a boy with platinum blonde hair holding a cup of red liquid.

"Oh? Someone lost?" He asked as he turned to face you. His face was smaller than Jay's, he was also a little shorter, but his eyes gave you the impression he knew something you didn't and he wore a smirk on his face while speaking.

"Yeah. I was just looking for my friends." You replied.

"It's a big house. You should be careful you don't get lost. Everyone is toward the living room and dining room. And, you can check the second floor but you may... walk in on some people enjoying the party." He giggled when he mentioned walking in on people.

"Oh yeah... that's no good." You were stiff with him. He was really pretty and you kind of didn't know how to speak to him.

"You, okay? Need a drink to loosen up?" He held out his drink.

Shaking your head, "No thank you. Pouring your drinks and everything."

He took a sip of it and offered it again. "See? Perfectly safe. So try some!" He pushed the drink closer to your hand. Somehow the closer he got, the prettier too.

"O-Okay... One sip wouldn't hurt." You took a sip of the red drink. It tasted like strawberries mixed with club soda but the carbonation was stronger than you were expecting, making you choke. "What's this again?"

He laughed at you. "It's just strawberry Fanta. Nothing special."

You stifle a cough to try and compose yourself. "Um, I'm y/n."

The man took another minute to calm down before replying, "Sunoo. It's my birthday today!"

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "No way! Someone at the front door told me it was their birthday! Weird coincidence."

Sunoo tilted his head. "The door? You mean Jay, right?"

You nodded.

"He's my brother! My brothers and I all celebrate our birthdays together, so today's all of our birthdays."

You feigned understanding of their weird birthday habit. "So how many brothers do you have?"

"There are seven of us total."

"Seven–"

Sunoo giggled at your reaction. "Yes. Me, Jay, Sunghoon, Heeseung, Ni-ki, Jungwon, and Jake."

The last name rang out in your ears, remembering Jay's words.

"Oh! Then, I was supposed to tell you that Jake's gift is hidden somewhere in the house."

Sunoo raised his eyebrow, looking you up and down. "Oh really? Did Jay give any hints on what it looks like?"

You shook your head. "Nope. Jay must want Jake to go on a scavenger hunt or something?"

He nodded in understanding. "Then I should go tell my brothers so they can get Jake to start looking. Good luck with finding your friends!" Sunoo waved goodbye as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving you alone with the thumping bass of the speakers keeping you company.

No new messages from your friends. You sent them another text, mentioning you're looking for them before you leave the kitchen.

Heading towards another open area, you spot someone who looked familiar and tried to get to them. You stumble on something and bump into someone. Looking up at the person you bumped into, there was a huge red stain on his white shirt. The man's face spelled irritation. He was tall, had dark hair, and his skin was white like snow.

"Can you watch it!? Are you drunk?" He pushed you off him before storming down a hallway.

You dusted yourself off and stood up. Looking back over to where you saw the familiar figure, they were gone. You frantically scanned the room, searching, until you saw them walking upstairs. You rushed to follow them up the stairs, moving through the living room, to catch a guy with brown hair and cat-like eyes watching you as you ran by. Something about him felt off, but you couldn't place it and didn't have time to stop.

Upstairs, you found a hallway full of closed doors. You couldn't see the figure anywhere, but you were sure they'd gone this way. You approached one door and put your ear up to it. It was hard to hear the music, but you could faintly hear moaning from the other side. You moved onto the next door, which was silent. You carefully turned the knob and started to push open the door. Before you could open it completely, you felt a hand on your shoulder that pulled you around. A man with black hair and a striped black and white shirt stood before you, red liquid dripping from his mouth.

"Hey there, pretty boy. What are you doing sneaking around up here?"

He boxed you in, he had you pinned against the door, and his grip was like metal. "I–I didn't know I wasn't allowed up here, I swear!"

He chuckled. "Nonsense! It's a party. Nowhere's off limits!" He pulled you closer. "Do you wanna enjoy the party with me–how about in there?" His eyes pointed to the door you were leaning on.

"I'm just looking for my friend. I'm kind of–"

"Lost?" He cut you off. "Please don't say lost..." His voice was still deep and sultry, but you could hear a soft tone of hurt behind those last words.

"Not exactly. Just turned around."

"What's your name, love?" He asked.

"It's y/n."

"Well, y/n. It's my birthday tonight, and I think I'd like my gift from you now." He got closer as he spoke.

"W–Well, my friend has the gift!" You lied. You forgot it was a birthday party, so you didn't bring a gift.

"You can give me something I want." He put his hand on your face, stroking your cheek. "God, your skin is so soft. Your lips are so cute. You're my type..."

"And so is everyone else, Heeseung. Take it down a notch." Another voice from down the hallway spoke. The boy from before on the couch approached the two of you, his eyes scanning Heeseung. "You've had too much to drink, so walk it off."

Heeseung looked like he wanted to protest, but the shorter boy pulled him closer. "Don't forget. Jake's gift is here. He needs this, and we all agreed to help."

Heeseung sighed before turning to you. "Okay, sorry, lovely. We can't dance together tonight." He winked as he wandered back toward the stairs.

The other boy walked over to you. "You okay? He didn't do anything to you?"

"No, I'm alright. Thanks for the save from that creep."

"My brother is a bit of an attention whore if he drinks too much, it's a horrible habit. I'm sorry about that."

You mentally punched yourself for calling his brother a creep. "Sorry about the creep comment I didn't know–"

"Brother or not, a creep is a creep." He sighed. "I'm Jungwon. It's nice to meet you, y/n."

"How'd you know my name? I didn't tell you it yet..."

"You said it when Heeseung asked, didn't you?"

You nodded slowly. "Yeah... I guess I did." Did that mean he was standing there for that long before stepping in? "So, I'm guessing it's also your birthday?"

The boy nodded.

"Happy Birthday, Mr..."

"Jungwon. And you can drop the mister."

"Happy Birthday, Jungwon."

Jungwon smiled. "Thank you. I hope you're enjoying the party and my brother didn't bother you too badly."

"I'm enjoying it. I just really wish I could find my friends..."

Jungwon scratched his head. "They might be in the room at the end of this hall, the door on the right."

"Oh! That's amazing! Thank you!" You dashed off to find your friends before they had a chance to slip away again. But then it hit you. You never told Jungwon what your friends looked like. Turning to look where he was, he disappeared.

You went to the door Jungwon told you about, putting your ear up to it, no moaning this time. You checked your sides. No Heeseung either.

You opened the door and poked your head in. Two men were sitting on the bed, both facing away from you.

"Jake, it's easy. You can't go this long without quality food. We both know that. This party is perfect, and these people won't remember a thing the next morning. You'll just be a weird dream to them." The first guy said. He turned in your direction, noticing you at the door. He had an eyebrow slit and blonde hair with an undercut. "Jake, it's time. Happy Birthday." He put his hand on Jake's shoulder, squeezing it tight, before leaving the room. He brushed past you, smelling like a soft mint, and his eyes looking straight into yours.

You could hear his voice but his lips didn't move. "Don't be a letdown..."

You looked back at the other man in the room who was now looking at you. He had wavy blonde hair and a wet look in his eyes.

He jolted to his feet. "O-Oh, I didn't know someone else was–"

You put your hands up in defense. "No, that's all me! I didn't mean to interrupt your moment or whatever!"

Jake squeezed one of his wrists. "Would you come in?"

You looked back over your shoulder, out the door. Your friends were somewhere around here.

Jake's voice was more stern, "Come sit."

Your body moved into the room and obediently sat down on the bed. You couldn't control yourself. Next thing you knew, you were sitting next to him. You couldn't stand and walk out, and your legs wouldn't move.

"You're a little close," Jake muttered.

You nervously scooted away from him.

"I–I didn't mean to leave! Please don't go!" He begged.

You moved back.

"What is happening?" You nervously whispered.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you do that..." Jake knelt on the ground in front of you. "You hate me for that, don't you?" The look you gave him must've confirmed it for him because he shrunk into himself, rolling onto his side like a sad puppy.

"Oh, I–I'm just a little confused. I'm not mad, I don't think." You assured him.

He sprouted back up. "Really? You're not mad? I didn't mean to do that, it just happens sometimes. My powers are fucked up since I haven't eaten in a while."

"There's plenty of food downstairs. I can grab you some."

He shook his head. "No, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?"

"You met Heeseung, right? If he saw you walking around, he'd probably eat you on the spot."

"Eat me?" Your expression was full of disgust. "I didn't know he was that creepy."

"My brother isn't bad! He's just had too much to drink." Jake said defensively.

The two of you sat in silence for a moment. Jake looked like he was too nervous to speak, and you were still checking if your legs would work properly. The silence was broken by a knock at the door.

A head peaked in slightly. It was Jungwon! You were saved!

"Jake!" He called.

Jake looked at Jungwon, and as they locked eyes, it was just silence. It was like a conversation, but you couldn't hear anything, and their mouths weren't moving.

After a moment, Jungwon turned to you. "Hi y/n. I need a favor from you."

You nodded. "Anything. I still owe you for earlier."

Jungwon smiled. "Well, I'm going to use that now." He got closer and whispered to you, "I need you to seduce Jake."

You pulled away and looked at him in bewilderment. "Why!?"

"Lower your tone when addressing me." He commanded.

You suddenly felt small and helpless under his eyes. "Sorry."

"Jake. My friend here is interested in you, but he's a little shy. Could you show him a good time?" Jungwon emphasized 'good time' as clearly as he could for Jake. He smiled and shut the door as he left, locking it from the outside.

Suddenly you were some sex sacrifice to his guy. And why were his brothers so desperate to get him laid!?

Jake turned to you. "Are you really into me?" His voice reverberated into you, commanding the truth from you.

"I'm not sure, kind of turned on by this. But I'm still mostly scared about not being able to control my body. I guess I just want to know what's going on..." You said frankly. You then realized your mouth was moving. "Why–"

Jake held up his hand. "I want to be honest and comfortable with you. Can I?"

You slowly nodded, cautious of his next move.

Jake moved closer, his hands resting on your thigh. "My brothers and I are vampires. And we feed on blood, just like the ones in the movies. But we've got some extra stuff, like commanding human minds."

You just stared at him, waiting for him to say he was joking. But he wasn't laughing.

"I–" Jake's face flushed pink. "I haven't fed on a human in a long time... and it's intimate."

"How long?"

"Like... maybe a hundred years?"

"Why?"

"I'm not used to control and power. I am used to it, just not always a feeling I enjoy." Jake looked up at you, deep into your eyes. "Please understand me..."

You immediately felt for him. Sympathetic even. "Of course I understand you, that's hard. I couldn't imagine having sex every time I was hungry."

He shook his head. "It's not sex! I'm not having sex with you to feed!"

"Okay! My bad!" You put your hands up in defense.

"I–I'm sorry. The hunger is making me really... moody."

"Can you eat like, not people?"

Jake nodded. "That's what I've always done. But after a while, it works less. I've started experiencing urges."

"Urges?"

"Like... if I'm not focused and I get hungry. I could just devour a whole person if I'm not holding myself back."

Your eyes widened.

"Well, not you! I won't do that to you!" Jake tried to hold you, but you shrunk away from him. "I also hate that. I don't like people looking at me like a monster. Heeseung lives for it, which is why he feeds the most out of us."

"Wait, all of you are vampires!? What about the people at the party? Are they vampires too!?"

Jake shook his head. "No. The party is how we stock up on blood for a long time. Luring in people, knocking them out, and then we drink some and store more blood elsewhere. The most that humans experience is a headache, like a bad hangover. They don't even remember us. Unless you're like Heeseung."

"What happened with Heeseung?" You shivered, feeling how he was so close to you.

"He... is a more traditional vampire. Drinking until they drop pumping, if you get me. But he believes sex is the best way for a human to end, to feel their high right before he digs in." Jake looked away as if remembering horrible memories.

"So, I just let you bite me, and I won't remember anything? I can still go home after." You asked.

Jake nodded. "Pretty much, but I don't like forcing people to–:

You rolled up your sleeve. "Is my arm okay, or do you have to be my neck?"

Jake hopped to his feet, "You'd just let me drink from you?"

You nodded. "If I have to. I feel if I fight, I'll be given to Heeseung..."

"No, I'd never let him have you! You're nice!" Jake pulled your sleeve down, covering your veins. "I won't bite you unless you want me to. If you don't want me to, I'll sneak you out of the house and let you go."

You considered his offer closely. If Jake let you go, you'd remember the existence of vampires and probably ruin every vampire show for the rest of time. And if you let him bite you, then it's just a foggy memory. But then you remembered.

"What about my friends? If I leave, what will you do to them?"

"My brothers stick to our routine pretty seriously. So they should get the same routine as everyone else. A drain and release."

"Unless Heeseung."

Jake nodded. "Well, I can keep him off anyone else." Jake's eyes glittered in the moonlight from the window. They had an honest sense, loyal to their promises.

You sighed. "Promise me I won't end up dead."

"I promise. I'll guard you with my life." Jake smiled.

Laying back on the bed, you closed your eyes. "Okay... bite me then." There was movement and warmth, and you could feel his breath on your neck. You couldn't help but shake and brace for the pain. But it never came.

You opened your eyes slowly, holding your head and slowly sitting up. You were in a bedroom with sunlight pouring in from the window. The room was familiar, but it wasn't your room. You moved to sit in bed, only to realize you weren't alone. A handsome blonde man was lying in bed with you, both tucked under the covers.

"Jake?" You whispered, remembering everything from the night before right until you closed your eyes. "Why do I know who you are?

0.1 longing - the throne

↳ SYNOPSIS: Mn belonged to a poor family that lived in the kingdom of Tanniria. Mn’s mom was a greedy women and only cared for money. So when it was announced that the King was looking for a groom, she immediately pushed her son as one of the suitors. The King however, falls in love with Mn. But everything goes downhill when Mn is kidnapped at the morning of his marriage to the King.

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“Your majesty, breakfast is served. Should I bring it here or would you like to have it at the dining table ?”, the servant asked the king who had just woken up from his sleep. Taehyung rubbed his eyes and let the sunlight register into his eyes. He didn’t say anything but went over to his balcony and took a view of the pleasant weather. “Set the table in the mini garden. I’ll have my breakfast there”, Taehyung ordered. The servant bowed and went on to do as told.

Taehyung took off his robe revealing his naked self and took a bath surrounded by silence. The calming warm water and the aromatics made him feel at peace. After a good ten minutes, Taehyung got ready in his attire and was dressed by the servants. He made his way to the small garden that stood right in the middle of the lake this mother had built.

“Good morning your majesty”, Yoongi greeted the king as he walked down the stairs. Taehyung unconsciously smiled seeing Yoongi’s smile. It was infectious. “How are you today prime minister?”, Taehyung asked as he took a seat. Immediately tea was poured and breakfast was served. He gestured Yoongi to sit down. “I’m fine on this lovely morning, your majesty. How about you ?”, Yoongi asked sipping on the hot tea. Taehyung took a bit of his bread and wiped the crumbs away with the tissue. “I’m doing well. I had some matters to discuss with you. How about we get together in the garden for a little walk after this ?”, Taehyung asked as his expression turned a bit serious. Yoongi nodded furiously. He was a bit curious now. There were no matters to be resolved now so what was bothering the king ?

The two had their breakfast and went on to the garden for a little walk. The weather had gotten a bit cloudy and the silence was strong. Yoongi was waiting for Taehyung to say something. He didn’t want to be nosy but Taehyung’s reaction was very bothering. “Yoongi, something has been bothering my mind. I don’t know why I have been feeling like this but whatever this feeling is, it’s getting intense”, Taehyung started off his concern. “What is it your majesty ?”, Yoongi asked. “I…I have been feeling a lot lonely…I feel like.. I think I need a consort”, Taehyung said making Yoongi a bit shocked. “Are you being serious your majesty ?”, Yoongi asked not believing his words. Taehyung nodded. He seemed very serious. It had been bothering him since a few weeks. Taehyung had recently visited the wedding of the neighbouring kingdom’s prince. Ever since he came back, Taehyung’s heart had changed and it felt he was longing for someone.

“Yoongi, I’m serious about this. I think I want to settle down now”, Taehyung said stopping in his place. Yoongi smiled seeing the genuineness. “What do you suggest your majesty? Do you wanna hold a ball to see other princes ?”, Yoongi asked. Taehyung shook his head. “I want all the guys in our kingdom to come to a ball and introduce themselves. I will pick someone from them”, Taehyung said making Yoongi surprised. “You want a commoner husband !?”, Yoongi asked. Taehyung nodded his head in affirmation. “I have seen a lot of these princes. I don’t see anything. I want a hidden gem”, Taehyung said with eyes of hope. Yoongi liked Taehyung’s thinking. “As you say your majesty. I will make the announcement in the kingdom”, Yoongi said. Taehyung smiled. He knew it was the right thing to do. He was now just waiting for a suitable significant other.

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Felix x male reader!

he/him pronouns! English is not my frist language!

More "has a lots of tattoos x doesn't have any tattoos" oneshot :D

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Felix Lee always liked to bake sweet things for his class, at frist he did it only for his friends, but then all the class liked his baking. So is just a normal thing at this point.

Right now is walking with a food container full with brownies, his class favorite thig from all his baking. While he was walking to his class he notices how there were more people looking at his class then normal, confused he got close to the one he knew the most.

-Jeongin?-the named looked at him

-oh, Hyung-

-"Oh"? what's going on?-he asked still confused

-um, theres a new guy in you'r class-

-so?-

-look-he grabed him and put him more close to the door, so he could look inside.

It was just a normal guy, just some tattoos and pirecings, he wasn't able to look well but some tattoos showed in the neck of the boy, also some i his hands and fingers, he seemed to have a snake bite type of piercing, and some others, and maybe some combinatios in his ears. But to be honest nothing else.

He looked at his friend

-still not know what are you talking about-

-It's y/n!-

-wHAT-

He looked at the boy again, nah no way, yeah knew that people may change but the last time that he saw this guys was when he was 10, being the best one in maths, and just an intelligent but introvert guy.

Who is this?

-Okay out of my class-the deep voice of a professor made everyone that wasnt from there leave, and the ones who where supossed to be inside ran to their seats.

Felix was in front of him, one seat at the left.

-well, now that everyone is more calm, i would like to introduce our new classmate, Y/N L/N-

He got up from his seat, giving a slight smile.

-nice to meet you all-

Felix just looked at him weird, he really changed and he wondered why they didn't talk anymore, did something else changed beside appearance?

-well with that done, lets start class-

Felix opened his notebook, ready to take note when a paper was thrown at him, suprised he opened it

"the principal want's you to show me the school Lix"

He looked behind him, meeting with the smile of y/n, looking in front again, sighing tired again.

Long day.

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After class, and some brownies sold, the boy with tattoos got in front of him.

-Hello Lix-he said looking down at him.

-Y/N...hi-he got up from his seat, looking at him, with a slight akward silence from the rest of the class-should we get going?

-yes captain-

Felix started walking, still with the food container of brownies since he knew some of his friends were gonna ask anyway, with Y/N following behind, and him explaining very short the different places.

-Did you forgot about me?-

-huh?-he looked at him-what are you talking about?-he asked

-Well...you don't say anything about the time i was gone, can't blame you though, i didn't ask neither-he said, walking now in front of him, to the vending machine

-oh well, i didn't knew where to start, um-Felix saw how the male put a coin a selected the bottle of milk-those tattoos...when?

-some of them two years ago, some one month ago-he opened the bottle-i just liked them, the same with the piercings

-you changed...-

-maybe, im still a fucking nerd to-y/n laughed a little, resting in the wall

-not an introvert to-Felix said, resting beside him

-mmh, what makes you say that?-he asked with a smirk

-the little mosquito bite in you'r neck-he smiled

Y/n looked at his neck with his phone, not seeing anything.

-mmmh, not an introvert huh?-

-haha, look mister Lee, i may have sex, but, that doesn't mean i like going out-y/n said laughing a little bit

-if you say so-he looked at his bottle of milk-hey want some brownies?

-it has drugs in it?-

-wha-No! jesus just normal brownies..Do you-?-Felix was about to ask

-nah, i just make jokes and yes i do want some brownies please-

Felix gave him some, seeing how he ate it and drank some milk later.

-mmh good combination, thanks-

Felix looked at nothing while a comfort silence filled the air

-well, we should get going mister rebel-Felix said watching the time

-mmmmh if you say so-he trow the bottle and finished his brownie

Y/n hugged him, resting his face between his neck and schould

-you must be kidding me...-Felix protested

Yet he hugged him to.

-i missed you-

-i missed you too Lix-

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