Lights Down Low // Jay Park Series

Lights Down Low // Jay Park Series

3.Me Like Yuh

I Know it’s a bit fast pasted but it’s that way to get to where i want it to be.

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  Gray’s P.O.V

“Did you call her? Is she coming?” Jay nagged for the thousandth time this morning.We were back in LA so he could finish up the last track on his album but Jay being Jay decided he wants to shoot a music video here as well.Every choreographer that came through he turned down but if you ask me I think he just wanted an excuse to see Leya again.In the two months we’ve known her she seems to have him wrapped around her fingers and she didn’t even know it.He thinks I don’t know where his inspiration for Drive came from but I was the main witness to that.

Even though she complained that Jay is a pain they still exchanged numbers so I really don’t get why I’m doing his dirty work.As Jay continued whining someone knocked on the door.Loco got up to get it.

“uhhh,Gray there’s a real nice bottle of cherry cola asking for you.” Loco shouted making me jump out of my seat and rush towards the front.

“You’re lucky you’re adorable so I’ll let the cherry cola comment slide.” She told Loco smiling before she noticed me.“Sunghwa.” she smiled again.

“Gray woman,G-R-A-Y.” I replied hugging her sideways.“Are you gonna change my name from ‘Spicy Enchilada’ in your phone?” she countered.I shook my head smiling.

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breaking up and down

Way down in busy downtown, Was a man who had his head laid down. Sleeping soundly on his king sized bed, His husband leapt at the chance, And slipped away without another glance.

On the coffee table in the apartment, He left a square of worn-out parchment, With a note scribbled down in runny black ink. Then he grabbed all the necessities, And left the front door keys.

When the man woke up, it was half past four,  As he stumbled his way to the door. He ripped it open and asked for coffee, And walked to the lounge when he received no reply. There, he saw and read the note with a sigh.

When you read this, you’ll probably be sober, But by then, we’ll already be over. I don’t care if you’re Jekyll and Hyde, It doesn’t mean it’s an excuse, For any form of abuse.

Please don’t call me to beg and plea, That it’s just alcohol running through your body. The three years of dread and pain; My nights filled with screams and cries, Yours filled with evil in disguise.

I’ve gone somewhere you’ll never find, A place where I found a peace of mind. So, with this final note, Please forget that I exist, And I’ll forget the old you I missed.

He tore the note into tiny shreds,  And wiped his face for lingering tear treads. He took a deep breath and walked to the cabinet, Then he took out the vodka and three shot glasses; Tonight, he was getting drunker than the masses.

A few hours later, at two o’ five, The desperate man was no longer alive. On the ground were eight empty bottles, A broken house key, And a note that said I’m sorry.

blankets | drabble

◦ pairing: reader x jungkook

◦ rating: pg [fluff]

◦ word count: ~960

◦ request: could you do a fluffy jungkook scenario where the reader and him both secretly like each other, and one night they have to share a bed due to the lack of space? no smut please just fluff ^_^

m a s t e r l i s t

“I’ll sleep on the floor,” he offered, scratching the back of his head with discomfort. You were his guest, and there was no way he could let you drive in this snowstorm. There was already at least a foot piled up outside, blanketing the entire town in a heavy white softness. It was a quiet world outside, subdued by the overwhelming amount of snowflakes pouring from the sky. Your car was positively stuck in the driveway and there wasn’t a chance in hell that anyone would be out to shovel anything any time soon.

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EXO Reactions: Their Reaction To Their S/O Being Bratty {NSFW}

Could u please do a exo reaction to their girlfriend being bratty ? Thanks

Baekhyun:

Baekhyun is a lowkey dom. He’d never admit it but he doesn’t like to not be in control, in society or in the bedroom. Although the punishments never got too harsh, Baekhyun didn’t like it when you acted out, embarrassed him, that’s what really pushed him over the edge. The embarrassment.

“Baekhyun?” You whispered in his ear,

“Yes?”  He whispered back, turning his phone off and dropping the device in his lap.

“I had fun tonight,” You slurred, resting your chin on the hand you had clamped down on his shoulder. “So much fun, with all the drinks, and the dancing, and the music,” Baekhyun nodded, giving you a small smile, moving his hand to your knee.

“That’s good princess, I had fun too,” You giggled, picking up his hand from your knee, slowly moving it up your leg, spreading your legs to shove it in-between them.

“I need you to touch me Baekhyun.” You moaned, making his hand cup your heat. “I need you so bad,” You whimper, rocking your hips against his hand. This caught the attention of the two members seated behind the two of you.

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?” Sehun asked, the tips of his ears heating up.

“Nothing!” Baekhyun quickly covers up, waving his hand at the younger member, “She didn’t say anything.” Baekhyun weakly smiled, whipping his head around to glare at you. He removed his hand from in-between your

“I did though,” You pout, the alcohol that rushed through your veins gave you courage, courage you really needed to try Baekhyun like you were,“I said, I want you to touch me.” You grabbed his hand, moving it in-between your legs again. “Please touch me Baekhyun, please,” You whined, your voice loud and clear for everyone in the car to hear you. You felt the car swerve for a second, Junmyeon nervously chuckling from the driver’s seat.

“Y/N, stop,” Baekhyun growled, his body shaking. He takes a deep breath, moving his hand from in-between your legs once again.

“But Baekhyun! I need you touch me,” You whine, throwing your head back against the seat. The members in the car knew better to turn their heads, to seem too toned in on the conversation so everyone pulled out their phones, trying to seem busy.

“Y/N, are you really testing me right now?” Baekhyun grabbed your thigh, digging his nails into your skin. You hissed at the pain, running your tongue over the chapped skin of your lips.

“What are you going to do Bae? Make me cum twice? Fuck me a little harder? Your punishments aren’t punishments,”  You mumbled, playing with your fingers, your lips spreading into a smug smile. As hard as they tried the members couldn’t help the chuckles that rumbled through their chests, filling the car, making Baekhyun’s stomach twist.

“Now listen here you little disobedient whore, if you want to be punished? Okay, that’s where I’ll go. I will tie you up to the bed, and make you cum time after time until tears are streaming down your cheeks, and your thighs are shaking. When you’re begging me to stop I’ll only smile and then I’ll finally, finally fuck that abused cunt, while you wither and scream beneath me.” He rests his forehead against yours, “Do you get that?” You nod your head, his words sobering you up. “Are you sure, do you completely understand?” His words are loud and clear, every member in the car can hear him, loud and clear and that’s what he wanted, to let them know he was in charge. “Do you understand?

"Yes,” He smiled, patting your thigh.

“Good.”

Jongdae(Chen):

Jongdae is much like Junmyeon in this case, it all depends on which day you catch him. Jongdae was more considerate though when you acted out on one of his bad days, he didn’t threaten to spank you, he just simply…ignored you.

“Come on Y/N, let’s go,” Jongdae sighed, grabbing your wrist, trying you to pull you off the bench you sat on to try on shoes and to measure your foot. “Are you really going to do this? Right now? Here?” He watched you cling onto the bench, your knuckles turning white. This was common, these fits, and since they were so, you’d think he’d be used to them by now, but he never was. Every time you put one on it caught him by surprise. The first one you had ever thrown was at the movie theater because when you were at the counter you hadn’t asked for nachos and Jongdae wouldn’t go back to get you some so you got upset. It was silly really, looking back on it you felt embarrassed but Jongdae didn’t mind it, he just didn’t talk to you for the rest of the movie or for the car ride to your shared apartment from the movies. “Y/N, we have ten minutes until we need to get back to the dorm and we’re already going to be five minutes late so I need you to cut me some slack,” He tried to pull you off of the bench again only to receive another grunt from your end.

“Jongdae, you promised!” You cried, throwing your head back,

“I know but they don’t have them today baby, maybe some other time.” He smiled politely at the passing parents. their kids holding their hands, pointing at the grown woman that was acting like a child. “I’m sorry,” He waved to them, before turning his attention back toward you. “Y/N, stop, get up, you’re acting like a child.” You shrugged you didn’t care. “Why do you always act like this when you don’t get your way?”

“Make them have then Jongdae! I really, really want them.” You clasp your hands together, shaking them at him. “Please!” Jongdae, sighed, looking around the shop.

“I’m giving you one last chance, get off the damn bench and walk out this store with me or-”

“Or what Jongdae? What are you going to do?” You narrowed your eyes at him and he narrowed his eyes at you,

“Are you testing me right now, like really testing me?” You give him another shrug and he slowly nods, processing your choice. “Fine, your choice.”  He drops the bags he held in his hands, turning on his heel before hurrying out the store. The action leaves you on the bench, jaw dropped, tears gathering in your eyes. You pouted and stood up, gathering the bags in your hands. You thank the employee at the end of the aisle, giving her a wide smile.

“Jongdae…baby…wait for me! I’m sorry!”

Chanyeol:

(The things I would let this boy do to me…cough, cough…what?)

Chanyeol, the cheeky little fucker. He loved when you acted out, he loved when you planted your feet and crossed your arms, screaming no at the top of your lungs. He simply lived for it because he knew you knew the consequences and he knew you loved them just as much as he did.

“Chanyeol,” You called, playing with the hem of his shirt you had slipped over your naked body. You had just gotten out of the shower and your hair was in a bun on top of your hear, your glasses propped up on the bridge of your nose. You and Chanyeol had argued about this look multiple times, you thought you looked like trash-no makeup, hair not done, but he, on the other hand, thought you looked sexy, yeah not beautiful or cute but sexy. “Chanyeol,” You call again, stepping into the living room to find him talking on the phone. “Who you talking to?” You ask, lowering your voice as you stepped closer to Chanyeol, who laid out on the recliner.

“My stylist, she said she talked to the company and we’re going over hair colors,” You kinked a brow,

“Sounds interesting but you know what would be even more interesting?” You giggle, running your tongue over your teeth.

“What did you have in mind?” Chanyeol asked, his eyes flickering over your body. You took your glasses off and folded them setting them on the table beside the recliner. “Red, that would be nice.” Chanyeol hums, motioning for you to lift your shirt. You did as he said with a small smile, pulling it completely over your head. You sat there, on his lap, naked, whilst he talked on the phone. “Pink? Pink would look nice too. I mean honestly…any color would look nice, it’s me.” The stylist laughs, Chanyeol laughs. Chanyeol brings his free hand up and grabs your tit, rolling his thumb over your hardening nipple. “You’re such a bad girl,” Chanyeol whispered, moving his hand down your body, cupping your head.

“I’m sorry Chanyeol-ssi what did you say?” Chanyeol made an ‘oops’ face and ran his finger along the length of your slit.

“Uh, nothing, look, keep going over those colors, I’ll give you a call in the morning, yah?”

“Okay, I’ll call you in the morning,” The stylist is the one to hang up the phone and Chanyeol tosses the house phone over onto the couch. Chanyeol bites his lip, looking back toward you. Both his hands circle around your hips, groping your ass, staring deep into your eyes, before striking your left cheek. “That was naughty of you,” You give him a small smile, resting your forehead against his.

“Then punish me.”

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Just One Little Kiss {Lee Hoseok}

Prompt:  “I’m not going to lie I live for the way you have to stand on your tip-toes to kiss me.”

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Word Count: 465

Warning: sickening fluff, 

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