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hear ye hear ye ! i would like to reach the side of stayblr who loves romance !!! who likes to read about occasional soft sex and loving embraces and tender moments between lovers !!!! if you are into that please reblog. and also, follow me for stories about love and romance and softness and tenderness !!!
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Get in loser, we’re gonna go search for abandoned locations
im a simple boy, i want only 2 things in this life:
for yuzu to be happy and healthy all the time forever
and for us to never find out who yuzu's partner is unless he wants us to
y'all know i love my whumper james moments, and while tfc isn't the whumpiest show i do appreciate it for giving me those crumbs..... the whole audience with monmouth, and then in 'the lion and the unicorn' in the little torture scene he gives us the tiniest smile, and maybe it's just me who sees it but in the same episode when he catches mulgrave with anne, i love the "well, my lord..." sm, small thing but it has the vibes
Bitches be like : Fanon is better than canon ✋🙄
Their fanon :* Stiles and Derek play 1950s housewife and husband for 10k words or so. Derek has to insert a smirk, scowl or a growl in every line of dialogue. The rest of the characters are essentially furniture and are only allowed to speak when they are talking about Stiles,Derek or Stiles AND Derek. If we are feeling spicy that day, we can have Scott, Deaton and the Argents (except for Chris of course) lying in a ditch somewhere. *
Let’s start a cult around thepandaredd
Forbidden Secrets
genre: non-idol au, college au, forbidden relationship, hyunjin x fem!reader, professor!hyunjin x student!reader, pg-15
wc: 10.4k… i really didn’t plan for this to be this long but here we are i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
tags/warnings: fluff, kissing + steamy makeout scene, mild cursing, reader is very confident in themselves (sometimes a little too overly confident), literally anything the reader manifests she gets it’s insane, some mention of alcohol usage, some suggestive moments but nothing that detailed, “taboo/unacceptable” practices (teachers falling in love with their student lol)
synopsis: from the moment you laid your eyes on him you knew you had to have him. you’ll go as far as to do anything for him, knowing full well he is your college professor.
{a/n: heyy y’all, i know what you’re thinking. i’ve been gone for a while but yess i am finally back and ready to give you all the content i’ve been wanting to put out. YES i made a teacher x student fic and what about it ?? i know it can be overdone a lot but i’m a sucker for this trope so i don’t care ! anywhoo, i hope you all enjoy this long one and as always feedback and your opinions are much appreciated, thank you <;3}
Hangovers were the absolute worst. You loathed the sound of your alarm, which sounded extra loud this morning for some reason. Without even opening both of your eyes you try to find your phone to shut it off on the nightstand next to you, dropping your phone in the process. You groan as you now had to fully wake up to retrieve your phone from the floor, finally able to turn off the annoying sound. You sighed as you threw your phone onto the bed, not even bothering to make your own bed as you were exhausted. You spent the whole night yesterday drinking and playing Uno with your friends at one of their dorms but the instant regret you felt from taking too many shots finally sunk in. You often go a little too hard sometimes and your head was feeling fifty pounds heavier this morning.
It was the first day back at uni for your second semester and you were more than thrilled to start school again. You missed seeing all of your close friends and since you went to a university out of state you could only see them during school. You made a lot of new friends and created so many beautiful memories with them, you were a social butterfly and you thrived the most when you were around others. Your friends and your happiness were the most important things in life to you at this moment, and doing well in school was too. Getting good grades while also having a hefty social life was something you aspired to master, you truly had it all, the friends, the looks, the grades, nothing was impossible for you.
It was 8:45 am and your first class began at 9:30, you knew you had to rush to get ready so you didn’t even bother putting on makeup or fancy clothes. It may be the first day back at school but you didn’t care so much about your looks right now, you were hungover, exhausted, and just ready to get the day over with. You were pretty enough that you didn’t even need all the extra stuff anyways. Your confidence was all you needed to wear. After washing up and skimming through your closet, you find a simple outfit to wear and put your sneakers on. You grab your bag and your phone to finally head out to the shuttle bus that dropped you off at uni. You check your messages and you see you had over 200 unread messages. Your eyes grew wide at the overwhelming amount of texts you were receiving only to come to realize that it was all from the same group chat you were in, this group chat consisted of Felix, Seungmin, Haechan, Chaeyoung, Sumin, and Jennie; all of your best friends. Scrolling through the myriad of texts from the chat you couldn’t help but laugh quietly to yourself while on the bus, Jennie was describing how she nearly dropped her toothbrush in the toilet while Seungmin and Haechan were teasing Felix for how bad he was at Uno. It was a chaotic but entertaining moment for you to witness. You sent a few texts during the ride but as you got close to your stop you grabbed your things to stand up, you hated the first day of school because classes were so boring. The introductory stuff was always a snooze for you and the fact you felt like a zombie on the inside wasn’t making your situation any better. Nevertheless, you know you have no choice but to push through so you get off the bus and head to the building where your first class was being held in.
You majored in media arts production which was something you’ve always been passionate about, your dreams of becoming a movie script writer or even a director one day was evident ever since you were little. You starred in many plays in high school and participated in theatre even outside of school activities. Your bubbly personality and confidence got you to where you are now and the university you attend is one of the best to go to for your major. The class you had this morning was Intro To Cinematography 101, the classroom was ginormous and had over 400 seats which most, if not all, besides a few random ones were filled. It was exactly 9:30 at this point and the fact you scrambled to make it just in time was a miracle for you. You found the nearest seat that wasn’t taken and you plopped down ready to go back to your dorm and fall asleep. But unfortunately, you couldn’t do that, you cared about your academics way too much. You had 4 more classes to endure today so it was only a matter of time before you’d have to force yourself to wake up and get out of slump mode.
It’s now 3:30 pm, the afternoon came by quickly and it was your last class of the day. You walk through the door only to be invited by a completely empty room. You were highly confused. You knew this was the exact building and room number that the class was being held in and you couldn’t fathom what was going on right now. You quickly took out your phone to check your emails and there was a recent one at 2:45 pm that you hadn’t read, it was from your professor:
‘Hello, class/students! I hope this email finds you well, unfortunately, room 202 will NOT be our classroom anymore for Intro to Fine Arts & Design as there were some technical issues with the projector. We will continue our class for the remainder of the year in room 318 in the building next to the main auditorium. I apologize for this inconvenience and hope to see you all still come on time.
Thank you, Mr.Hwang’
You let out a long sigh as you realize you should’ve checked your emails sooner, you didn’t even think of a possibility that this could’ve happened. The auditorium wasn’t even remotely close to the building you were in now and you had to book it to class or else you’ll leave a bad impression. Timing was something you always made sure to manage and this was not a good look for you at all. You quickly ran to the nearest elevator you could find and did your best to try and make it to the new classroom. You didn’t care that people were looking at you as if you were some maniac, all you needed to do at this moment was get to class. After finally getting to the auditorium you see a door with a large paper sign with bold lettering, ‘Intro to Fine Arts & Design class here’ that must be it. You open the door and scan the room to see a full class and you hear the professor talking. You felt so embarrassed at this moment and it didn’t make you feel any better with all the eyes on you, you usually love all the attention on you but now it just felt grueling. Keeping your head down the entire time, you make your way to the only seat that wasn’t occupied. The professor was babbling on about something but you didn’t even look up nor pay attention to what he had to say, that was until he said your name.
“Y/n? Y/n?” The professor was clearly trying to get you to acknowledge something. You shot your shot head up instantly to start profusely apologizing but that came to a halt once you made eye contact with the male. You thought you were dreaming, the person in front of you was the most gorgeous person you’ve ever seen in your entire life. His eyes were staring deep into your soul and it almost gave you a mini heart attack.
“H-hi sorry, yes?” you trip over your words a bit which is something you never do, you always spoke clearly and confidently.
“You came in pretty late, is there a reason why this occurred?” He asked you in a sharp tone, you weren’t expecting to get grilled by your own professor on the first day, let alone a guy you think is really attractive. You shouldn’t even be having these thoughts so you try your best to push them away.
“I didn’t read the email you sent until I got to the wrong classroom, I apologize for my tardiness.” You were actually sincere with your apology, if only you knew to check your email this would've never happened to begin with, you only had yourself to blame. The professor just nods and accepts your answer, “Okay, very well then we will continue everyone!”
You couldn’t help but sigh as you just got outed in front of the whole class but you quickly got over it and began taking your notebook out of your bag. You wanted to go on as if nothing happened and it was working up until he made a reference mid-class about how he doesn’t tolerate tardiness and how it’s important to check everything, especially your emails. You weren’t sure if he was just trying to single you out but when he said that he looked over at you. You wanted to hide and never come back to class again, but that wasn’t an option since you needed to take this course for your semester. All you could think right now was that this class was going to give you hell.
“Alright everyone, I know it’s only the first day but I have an assignment for you all to complete within the next few days” the professor announced, you could hear low murmurs around the room which made you hide your mouth from giggling.
“I know, I know you’re all thinking “this guy is absolutely nuts for making us do homework on the first day” but you are all college students now so this should be expected!”
You wanted to roll your eyes at his little speech but you refrain from doing it, “It’s a simple assignment that will boost your grades immediately, here are three works of art that I would like you to choose from to dissect the meanings of, the minimum is 5-6 paragraphs and I’d like you all to really delve in with these and you can even come up with your own theories. This will be a weekly assignment where you keep everything in a journal, this will be called your creative journal. You can also choose to write about a work of art that you like!”
‘Simple?’ you thought to yourself, there is no way you can come up with a minimum of 5-6 paragraphs on those boring works of art he picked. The choices were terrible and you knew you weren’t going with whatever he chose. You can also tell that he is very passionate about what he does but he talks way too much for your liking. He went on to continue, “If you just do the work you’ll get an easy A within the class, the course grade structure consists of 3 main things: participation, your creative journals, and there will be 2 main projects that will be towards the end of the year, I value quality over quantity so I like this structure the most. I want everyone one of you to do well in this class, I won’t leave anyone behind and I believe in all of you.”
You wanted to scoff at his “inspirational” speech that he has going on right now and it sounds like something out of a drama. ‘He is one dramatic teacher’ you thought to yourself.
Once class was finally over and he dismissed everyone you got up to leave but you heard him call after you, you definitely knew this was going to be about what happened earlier. You turn around to face the gorgeous man, now up close and personal. You don’t know why but you were nervous out of your mind.
“Hey Y/n, I noticed you were talking the least in the class. Is my material not engaging enough for you?” He asked in a serious tone. You really couldn’t believe he was even asking you this, why did it matter how you acted on the first day of class?
“Um, I don’t know what you mean. Sorry if I wasn’t participating” You instantly regretted saying that, you now look even worse of a student than what you already did.
“I just want to make sure all of my students grasp the material correctly, if you’d like me to change something in my teaching style please let me know, I’m always looking for ways to improve,” He tells you, he takes this seriously.
“N-no, you teach fine! I will make sure to come to class on time and participate more from now on I’m sorry for the trouble Mr. Hwang” you said, feeling actual remorse. First impressions were everything to you and this was not the impression you wanted to give to your professor, let alone him of all people.
“There is no trouble, you are still learning and growing. I hope to see you thrive in this class Y/n, have a good day” he says while never breaking eye contact with you. His gaze and perfect facial structure made you feel dizzy on the inside, you wanted to do any and everything to impress this man.
“You too..” was all you were able to muster, you quickly grabbed your things and left feeling like you were just hit by a semi-truck. It should be illegal for someone to be that good looking, you couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful he was. This was going to be a hard semester for you.
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“Oh come on Seungmin let me just have some!” Chaeyoung pouted as she was practically begging Seugmin to share some of his pasta with her.
“You could’ve had your own if you weren’t so lazy to get up, you know the lines for the pasta are long!” He exclaimed. There was a pasta restaurant at uni that was very popular, it was one of the most delicious spots to get food from and everything is made from scratch and takes time to make. You only go there if you have time but the lines can get pretty packed so you often pick another alternative to go to.
“You’re the greediest person on earth you know that?” Chaeyoung retorted as she dips her fork in Seungmin’s pasta without him giving permission, he instantly gives her a death glare, just looking at her as she takes a bite of the delicious pasta.
“Oh my god, it’s so fucking good!” she says with her mouth still full, everyone else at the table is just laughing at the banter going on between them. They have the most brother and sister-like relationship it’s endearing to you.
“How’d everyone’s first day of classes go?” Felix lights up trying to change the subject.
“Fine, I guess,” Jennie says while looking at something on her phone.
“Good!” Haechan exclaimed.
“I almost tripped over my own shoelace in front of everyone,” Sumin said.
“That would’ve been hilarious if you did,” Seungmin said as he began laughing,
Sumin frowned telling him fuck off which made you laugh even harder.
“My day was… interesting,” you told your friends.
“Interesting in what way?” Chaeyoung asked.
“Well, I wouldn’t say interesting but it was definitely a roller coaster. My professor gave me hell for not coming to class on time and singled me out in front of everyone over it, I never feel embarrassment but this was definitely one of those moments” you couldn’t help but spill what happened and finally being able to speak about the situation gave you more clarity.
“What the fuck? It’s only the first day, that professor needs to give people a break” Haechan says to you.
“Yeah that’s really weird of them, what class was it?” Chaeyoung asks.
“My fine arts & design class, he seems like a nice guy though and I’m sure he meant to harm by it” you tried defending his actions but saying it out loud just made it sound even worse. You don’t even know why you’re defending him to begin with since he was the one that chose to do that and he could’ve kept it to himself.
“Well the way you described it sounds like he’s a real dickhead” Haechan told you.
“No, it’s not like that! He was just making sure it didn’t happen again is all” you were not helping your case with what you just said.
“Why are you defending him y/n? He’s a piece of shit for doing that, I’d change professors if I were you since he’s already trying to start problems with you” everyone nodded in agreement with what Haechan said.
“Guys it’s fine! I’m sure he didn’t mean it and you know there’s nothing I can’t handle, he seems like he has good intentions” you knew you couldn’t tell them the full truth about why you still wanted to stick with that class.
“If you say so, who’s the professor anyway?” Seugnmin asks, he’s the smartest amongst all of you and has lots of connections with different people, he pretty much knows every person that works here.
“Mr. Hwang”
“Oh my god, him?!” Jennie immediately took her eyes off her phone screen, “I know so much dirt about him I’m surprised he even got hired to work here again”
You were so confused, you have no idea what Jennie is talking about but you know she knows all the gossip around this school and you couldn’t help but be curious.
“Oh yeah, like what?” you weren’t sure if you really wanted to know but it didn’t hurt to hear it, they were just rumors after all.
“I heard that he got a divorce last year and it wasn’t even finalized yet but he hooked up with one of his students,” Jennie said getting closer to everyone to make sure no one else heard what she had to say, “I also heard that he smokes cigarettes around campus when he’s not supposed to and he had DUI”
Well, that definitely wasn’t something you were expecting to hear, he didn’t really seem like the type to do any of that.
“None of that is probably true,” you say to Jennie, “I don’t think the board would ever agree to rehire someone with a reputation like that”
“How do you know that? You don’t even know the guy, plus he’s a prick so why would you not believe it?” Seungmin said.
“I like to give people a fair chance, you shouldn’t judge others on what you heard about them”
“It’s because he’s smoking hot,” Jennie says, “Y/n probably has a crush on him!”
You blushed at Jennie’s statement, there you go again with acting vulnerable, you don’t know why this is happening to you.
“That’s not the reason!” you wanted nothing but to have this conversation end already, you should’ve never brought it up.
Your friends kept teasing you over it for a few minutes and it made you want to get up and leave.
“She’ll probably have a wet dream about him tonight, y/n will be thinking of Mr. Hwang all night” Jennie teased, she was the main one milking this whole situation.
“I would do the same honestly, he’s the most attractive guy I’ve ever seen at this entire school” Chaeyoung shrugged at her confession.
“Okay, guys can we stop talking about my professor now? I do not want anything romantically with him” you deflect as much as you can.
“Who said anything about romance?” Felix says, making the entire table laugh.
He was right but you also don’t want to talk about making moves on your professor that you barely even know. The conversation finally diverted to something else and once it was time to go back to your dorm you waved everyone goodbye and made your way back. You couldn’t stop thinking about the rumors Jennie told you, did he really hook up with one of his students? You’ll never know and that’s what frightened you, you have no clue who he really is. You try to remind yourself that at the end of the day it’s all just rumors and most of the time people make them up to tear others down. You once had an awful rumor about you in high school and it almost ruined your life until you turned it around. You know how it feels to have people spread false things about you and it hurts, you couldn’t help but empathize with him. You wanted to prove yourself to him that you were a good student and if that’s all you need to catch his attention then so be it.
The week went by pretty quickly, your classes were going well and everything seemed to be off to a better start for you. Friday was here and that meant you were going out with your friends later, that was all the motivation you needed to get through the day. As you got ready for class, you wanted to wear something to spice up your style, something that would grab Mr. Hwang’s attention. You know you shouldn’t be dressing up for your professor but you wanted to try it out and see if he’d notice anything. If what Jennie said was true he’d probably gawk over you the moment he sees you. You feel slightly childish for doing something like this but you’re young and dumb so why not?
You were wearing a short skirt and crop top that showed just a teensy amount of cleavage, it was scandalous yet made you feel excited. You were dressed like you were going to a party but the outfit gave you a rush of confidence that you already felt within yourself. You couldn’t stop looking at how good you looked in the mirror and snapped a few quick pics to post on your private story. A few of your friends slid up to question your intentions with your outfit and Jennie was one of them.
‘We’re not going to the bar until later, why you dressed already?’ Jennie sent with a laughing emoji.
‘I just wanted to look good today!’
‘For Mr. Hwang? ;)’
You rolled your eyes at that message.
‘Shut up!’
‘Oh you didn’t deny it, I know I’m always right!’
You left her on seen since you didn’t want to keep talking about it but it’s crazy because she’s totally right. You weren’t going to give her that satisfaction though. All that was on your mind at this moment was to show up to class feeling like a million bucks and you definitely looked the part! You made your way to the bus and sat down to check your emails to make sure you missed nothing, Mr. Hwang would often send emails about certain tweaks he made with assignments or updates on grading. Today was the day you’d be getting your first grades back on the creative journal assignment, you worked really hard on it and you knew he would definitely give you an A for it. This would seal the deal for you and the mix of how good you looked would just set everything off. To say you were thrilled for class was an understatement.
Once you made it to the classroom you saw everyone else take their seats but Mr. Hwang was nowhere to be seen. It was 3:30 sharp and he wasn’t even on time for his own class, talk about not practicing what you preach. It was 3:34 and he finally arrived, he came rushing in and apologized over and over for his inability to be on time.
“Hello everyone, I am so so sorry for being late today and I would like you all to forgive me for not keeping my own word about showing up to class on time,” he says, he’s very serious about it and you can tell he was genuinely sorry. You couldn’t stop looking at him though, the outfit he wore today was absolutely exquisite. He wore the tightest black pants that accentuated his body nicely, especially his behind. You never took a liking to looking at men’s asses but he had a nice one for sure. The way the cuffs of his short-sleeve dress shirt clung to his biceps made you melt from the inside. You could see a small bead of sweat peaking down on the side of his face from trying to get here as quick as possible, you noticed how his breathing was irregular and he was still trying to catch some air. Everything about him was pure perfection. He made you feel so many things just from his presence alone. You quickly snapped out of your daydream once he brought up the homework results.
“Alright let’s get to the real discussion, shall we? I have your creative journals graded and ready to be handed back to all of you. I would just like to say that I’m so proud of you all and you truly showed great effort in these journals, I loved all of the theories you guys had and it was so much fun to read them all!” His smile was so contagious, when he smiled you wanted to do the same.
“I will say everyone's last name from Alphabetical order and I will hand you your journals back, please come up once you hear your name,” He began to go down the list of names until you heard yours. You got up from your seat and walked up to him confidently, you were curious what he’d say to you since you worked on that assignment for a while and you were proud of your work. You come to his desk and he hands back your journal to you barely even looking at you.
“Please see me after class if you need to Y/n, I’m not sure if you really understood the assignment,” Mr. Hwang says to you. You were more than shocked to see on the paper a big fat ‘F’ was written. You were appalled. You wanted to drop to your knees and start crying right then and there. Never in your life have you ever received such a grade and the sight of it felt like a bullet through your heart. You were stunned and didn’t even know what to say. He was looking everywhere but at you and this only made your confidence dwindle even more.
“How could this have happened?” you asked him with a dumbfounded look on your face.
“Like I said Y/n, please talk to me after class you’re disrupting the process right now,” He says dismissing your feelings. You wanted to curse him out so badly, you were livid. You spent so much time and effort on your assignment and you couldn’t believe he gave you this kind of grade, it was unacceptable for you. You could only turn back and sit down, there was no use to argue and make a fool out of yourself in front of the whole class. You were debating on actually taking up his offer by staying after class and talking about it but you were so frustrated at this point you wanted to go home. None of this went according to plan and you weren’t sure if it was because of you or him.
Once class was over and everyone got up to leave, you noticed a few girls stayed and tried talking to Mr. Hwang. They weren’t even talking about class-related material, they were all just there to try and have a conversation with him. You sighed because now you had to wait since you actually had to speak to him about something important, which was your grade. After waiting for what seemed like forever and the girls finally left you were now able to speak with the professor one on one. He looked up at you for the first time today and his whole demeanor changed once he saw you. He didn’t have that welcoming smile that he once had with the other girls and it made you feel some type of way. Why the sudden change in tone?
“Hello Y/n, it’s nice to see you,” he says with an odd smirk on his face, “what can I do for you?”
“I’d like to talk about my grade, why did I receive an F? I worked really hard on that assignment and I’d like you to regrade it,” you didn’t mean for your response to sound so demanding but you were freaking out at this point because you’ve never failed at anything before.
“May I remind you that my assignments have instructions? If one does not read them they will not do well in this class,” he retorts.
“What do you mean by that? I clearly read the instructions and I followed them to a T, this is unfair” you couldn’t believe he was questioning your ability right now.
“I don’t think you did Y/n, because if you did you would’ve noticed that I said you had to pick from one of the three works I chose for you to analyze”
“But didn’t you say that we could choose our own too?!” to say you were puzzled was an understatement.
“Yes, but you needed special permission from me to do that, which you never did”
That’s when everything clicked for you. You couldn't believe you missed that crucial part. You’ve never been so careless before.
“Oh... I totally forgot about that,” you said looking at the ground, now realizing you came on too strongly about your own mistake.
“Look Y/n, I’m sorry but I had to do this, although your assignment was very well written I just couldn’t accept it, it wouldn’t be morally right to do” He explained.
You nod your head as you sigh in defeat, were you really going to let this happen? You couldn’t, you’ve always found a way to turn any situation around and this was no different. You had to do something to help yourself, the only thing you know that will, that being your charisma.
“Listen, Mr. Hwang, I know I may have messed up with not asking for your permission but I would like to ask just this one time for a second try, please, I know I can do better trust me” you gave him a pleading look that you only give when you’re in dire need. You don’t know if it’s going to work but you’re giving the performance of a lifetime right now, all those years of theatre are definitely paying off. “Please, just one more shot is all I need to prove myself”
There was a moment of silence for a bit, he was definitely putting a lot of thought into his response and it pained you to be here with him in this very moment, you wanted nothing but to impress him. You came closer to his desk and rested your arm on it, making the space between the both of you even more nonexistent. You wanted to make him feel something, you weren’t sure what but you needed to change his mind fast. If there was some sort of magical spell that you could cast upon him right now you’d do it in a heartbeat.
“Alright, I’ll give you one more shot at it” he finally gives you an answer. This was exactly what you wanted to hear. “Under one condition” he follows with his statement.
“What is it?” You asked.
“Please join my art and literary club,” he says, “we meet every Wednesday at 7 pm and I think your writing is amazing, you’d be an excellent addition to our team”
You were definitely not expecting him to say that, you were now even more confused than you already were. How could he have given you an F on your first ever assignment while in the same breath praise you and ask you to join his club? It made absolutely no sense. However, if this was the ultimatum he was going to give you in order for a second chance you had to take it. You were willing to do anything for him.
“O-okay, sure,” you said, there you go again with stumbling over your words, this man made you feel like you were on fire.
“Great! thank you so much for doing this, I appreciate it a lot and I’m so excited to see you on Wednesday” He shot you a bold smile, showing his tiny dimple on the side of his face. He was breathtaking, you could get up on the desk and kiss him right now. What are you thinking? He’s your damn professor, get a grip.
“Me too… I guess I’ll see you around,” you say coming to your senses as you pick up your things to go.
“I hope I don’t scare you Y/n, you can always come to me even if it isn’t about the class you can talk to me about anything, I really care about all my students,” He says.
“Thanks. Have a good rest of your day Mr. Hwang”
“Please, you can call me Hyunjin if you’d like!”
“Okay.” You head out the door and couldn’t believe the long conversation you just had with him. ‘He wants me to call him Hyunjin? Isn’t that a bit too informal?’ you thought to yourself, it could be because you’re now joining his club but it just didn’t make sense that he’d want you to be so informal with him since he doesn’t act that way during class. You shrug it off as him just being polite and go on about your day, however, you still couldn’t stop thinking about how good his butt looked in those tight pants.
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It’s Wednesday. The days keep rolling by quicker than ever and you were thrilled to be seeing Mr. Hwang, well, Hyunjin outside of class. It may still be school related but just another chance to be around him was all you needed. Ever since you accepted his offer he’s been much nicer to you in class, he often smiles at you when he shares glances with you and it makes you feel all fuzzy inside. He’s a very cut-and-dry kind of professor and does everything strictly by the book, he’s very stern and that’s what attracts you the most about him. He’s very mysterious too and doesn’t talk about his private life much which makes you wonder about his life story. He’s definitely not the kind of guy to tell any and everyone about personal stories of his and you want nothing more than to be let into his world. Your interest in him has only grown stronger and joining this club will only help you in succeeding with your plan. Today you wore a dress that accented your body very well, it was a cute dress that Chaeyoung had bought for you while she was on a trip to Paris. It made you feel beautiful inside and out and you couldn’t be more thankful for the gift she gave you. You were more than sure that this would get Hyunjin’s attention. As you were finished with your classes for the day you went to the main cafeteria to meet up with your friends to eat. The club didn’t start until 7 so you had about 2 and a half hours to kill. You got some chicken stir fry and diet coke and sat with your friends at the booth you always sit at. They were all heavily engrossed in each other's phones and it was fun to look at all of their reactions to whatever was on their screens. You plopped down in the seat and began eating your food, that’s when Sumin decided to finally break the ice and say something.
“So guys are we still on for tonight?” She asks. You have no idea what she’s talking about, furthermore, what does she mean by tonight? You were booked and busy with Hyunjin later so if there was something going on later you would definitely not be able to make it.
“Yeah of course!” Seungmin said.
“You know I’m always down,” Felix said, everyone else just nodded in agreement besides you, you really had no clue what was going on.
“Y/n, you coming?” Sumin asked you. You couldn’t even give a yes or no answer because you don’t even know what plans they made.
“I’m not sure what you mean. Did we make plans today?” you were so lost right now.
“Um… yeah where have you been?” Seungmin said with a confused look on his face.
“Maybe if you read the group chat you’d know,” Jennie said while crossing her arms.
That’s when it dawned on you that you haven’t read the group chat since yesterday morning, you had put it on mute for a bit to stop distracting you from your homework that you forgot to unmute the conversation. You felt so guilty right now.
“Oh guys I’m so sorry, but I won’t be able to make it I have something else to do later,” You tell everyone, you felt bad letting your friends down but you wouldn’t have made it anyway since you already established joining this club last week.
“What’re you doing?!” Chaeyoung asked, you only hang out with them, or even if it’s other friends you’d let them know ahead of time. You never told any of them that you joined this club and you’re now regretting this choice.
“I’m going to a club– I mean I joined a club and it starts at 7,” you tell them giving as little information as possible.
“What? You never told us about you joining a club,” Haechan said surprised by this newfound information.
“Yeah, it kind of was a spur of the moment thing but yeah, I’m part of a club now,”
“Which club is it?” Seungmin asks. You were now backed into another corner.
“The art club!” you know they’re not going to take this for an answer, there were a billion different kinds of art clubs and that wasn’t going to get you out the clear.
“Uh… do you know how many damn art clubs there are here Y/n? I’m gonna need you to be specific,” you could tell Seungmin was growing impatient with your lack of responsiveness.
That’s when you just went out and said it, there’s no use in keeping it from them anymore.
“The art and literary club,” You tell them.
Seungmin raised his eyebrow, “Isn’t that the club Mr. Hwang is the founder of?”
“Yeah” was all you said in return.
“You just can’t get enough of him can you?” Chaeyoung says with a cringey wink.
“It’s not even like that guys! He asked me to join since he really liked my writing and he even lets me call him by his first name,”
“Well, he seems to be really comfortable with you,” Felix says in a joking manner.
“He probably asked you to join just so he can see you more often,” Jennie says giggling.
“Guys, I’m telling you it’s not like that at all. Plus, I don’t think he’d jeopardize his career just to do something so foolish,” you couldn’t stop deflecting, you wanted to believe he has good intentions behind all of this but in the back of your mind you want this to happen, you want to get closer to Hyunjin.
“Whatever you say Y/n, but you can’t deny that you’re gorgeous and he probably wants you to join his club but also be around you simultaneously, it’s a brilliant plan from his perspective” Seungmin explains.
You know he’s probably right and that thought terrifies you. What will happen when you see Hyunjin later? Your excitement continues to build up as you think about it more. You want to keep a lasting impression on him and this was the perfect opportunity for you.
After chatting it up with your friends you finally made your way over to the building the club was being held at. You got to the room and walked in to see only a few people there. You don’t know how many people you expected to be here but you definitely thought there’d be way more. Hyunjin was seated in one of the chairs talking to one of his students but once he saw you walk in he looked straight up at you, causing you to both make sudden eye contact. He was the first to instantly look away and it made you feel even more confident. You took a seat in the front row near him, you were excited to see what this club entailed.
“Hey everyone! Welcome to our second day of the art and literary club, before we begin I'd like to go ahead and introduce everyone to our newest member of the team, Y/n!” He introduced you to the class and everyone smiled giving you their welcomes and nice to meet you’s. Everyone seemed nice and it made you feel even more comfortable while being here. You know you were only here for the sake of Hyunjin but if you were able to make new friends from this club that would be a major plus too.
“It’s nice to meet everyone, I’m glad to be here,” You tell everyone while also giving a cute smile to Hyunjin.
“Okay so I have a lot prepared for us today, I wanna start today’s session by doing a 5-minute sketch, it can be of anything, and just draw it for 5 minutes. It really gets your mind working and it’s a great exercise to begin with!” Hyunjin announced, he’s always so enthusiastic about his work. You do as you’re told and grab your sketchbook that you picked up from the campus store a few days ago and begin thinking about what you wanted to sketch. You decided on an ice cream cone and you wanted to add as much detail as possible. Your artwork wasn’t on Michaelangelo level but your skills weren’t pretty bad either. You began sketching the shape of the cone and how you wanted the rest of it to look, you had only 3 minutes left at this point so you had to hurry up. Once the 5 minutes were over you put your pencil down and waited for Hyunjin to say something.
“Alright, times up guys! I wanna see all of your drawings, I can’t wait to see what you all came up with,” he says in a cheerful tone.
“Is that a T-rex?” He asked the person next to you, the person nodded and he commented on the realism of the art style. He looked at some more sketches and shared his thoughts and once he reached yours he picked up your book to analyze the sketch you made. He looked at it for a while and finally gave his opinion on it, “Nicely done Y/n, is ice cream your favorite dessert?” He asks.
“Yeah, one of them!”
“Hmm... I see, and you’re also a fan of sprinkles I see,” He says commenting on the excessive amount of sprinkles you drew on.
“Yeah, that too,” you say chuckling while looking up at him. You licked your lips while he was still looking at you and you can tell that just sparked something in him as he quickly put the sketchbook down and went on to continue as if nothing ever happened.
The rest of the day went on and you were enjoying every minute of being here. You were practicing with watercolor and it was something you haven’t done since middle school. You wanted to make an ocean painting but the shades of blues you wanted just weren’t turning out the way you wanted them. You grew frustrated with the outcome of everything and you sighed as you went to go grab a new palette to try again.
“What’s the matter Y/n? Why aren’t you using the palette you already have?” Hyunjin asked walking towards you.
“I don’t like how the colors turned out, I wanted something else,” You told him.
“Why didn’t you just ask me? Come here let me help you out,” He brings you back on over to your seat with the empty canvas and palette full of blue paints.
“If you wanted a darker or lighter contrast it’s an easy fix, all you have to do is add the right amount of black or white, make sure you don’t overdo it though” He explains more about how to mix the colors properly but all you could look at right now were how beautiful his thighs looked. He was wearing a different pair of tight pants today, they were plaid and you loved the way they clung to his body. He could wear anything and it would look good on him honestly. You were barely paying attention to what he was saying and it became evident once he asked you a question.
“I’m sorry what did you say again?” You said, lost in your train of thought. Hyunjin’s thighs are going to be the death of you.
“I said how about you try the painting now since the colors are mixed properly,”
“Oh yeah, sure!” you sit back down and as Hyunjin walks past you a whiff of his scent struck you like lightning. He smelled like expensive cologne, he probably has very specific and tasteful choices for the type of cologne he wears. You want to know any and everything about him. As time passes by it was dwindling down towards the end and you can see everyone beginning to pack up. You stop what you’re doing and look at all the progress you made. The painting came out 100 times better than you envisioned it would be and it was all thanks to Hyunjin for saving your terrible attempt at mixing colors. He made sure to check in with you every so often and at one point he put his hand on your shoulder to express how good of a job you were doing so far. It sent tingles down your spine and you don’t even know how you survived that. He made you feel so many things just from a simple touch and that’s why you needed to have him. You know it’s wrong of you to think your professor is hot and you know it’s not okay to have a crush on him yet you don’t care. You are being selfish right now and if flirting with your professor a little bit can satisfy your craving then that’s all you need. You watched as everyone was heading out to leave while a couple of others stuck around to have a chat with Mr. Hwang. He always spoke very well-mannered and never used slang around any of his students, he spoke professionally and had a dry sense of humor most of the time. ‘There’s no way this could be the same guy that has all these rumors about him floating around’ you think to yourself. You decide to leave while other people were still talking with him when all of a sudden you heard your name being called.
“Y/n, do you mind just staying here for a bit? I want to have a word with you,” Hyunjin says, accidentally interrupting the students that were talking to him. You were a little surprised he said this but not that much since he’s already done this before. You wondered what it could be this time though.
“Yeah sure, no problem” you answer.
As everyone begins leaving you are now left alone with Hyunjin yet again. He’s standing in front of the whiteboard and you walk up towards him.
“So… what is it you wanted to talk to me about?” You ask. Hopefully, it won’t be about your second attempt at the assignment, you’ve been dreading receiving your new grade and if it’s not what you were achieving for you you don’t want to hear it.
“Ah yes, I wanted to ask if you’ve ever painted before? Your attention to detail is phenomenal and I’m already captivated by your work,” he says. You smiled instantly at his praise, there’s just something about it that gets you going.
“Thank you so much, Mr. Hwang, quite frankly I haven’t done watercolor painting since middle school, but it was so fun to try this again!” you tell him.
“Wow really? You could’ve fooled me, you’re probably one of the best ones in the bunch already, I’m serious Y/n, you are talented”
You were over the moon right now. It felt so good at this moment and nothing could stop you from feeling on top of the world. You wanted Hyunjin’s approval and you finally got it.
“Also please Y/n, stop with all the formality you can call me Hyunjin!”
You realized you accidentally called him Mr. Hwang again and it made your cheeks turn red.
“Sorry about that,” you said.
“It's alright, just don’t let it happen again okay?” he says, you don’t understand how anything he says just sounds extremely hot. You want nothing more than to have him let you in.
“Well, I should get going,” you say, “I have so much to do”
“Oh like what?” Hyunjin asks out of curiosity, you’ve never had him ask a question about your personal life.
“I just have some homework to do, my friends made plans to do something today but I told them I had other obligations instead,”
“Oh wow, you sacrificed a night with your friends to come join my club? I feel highly honored,” he says putting a hand over his heart.
“No, it’s just I committed to doing this way before they even created those plans so it was only right of me to choose coming here,”
“I like that about you Y/n, you stick to what you believe in and what you feel is right, you have a golden personality,” Hyunjin says, “you carry yourself very well.”
“And so do you,” You tell him. You could feel yourself become even more timid now, no one could ever make you feel so small yet high and mighty at the same time. You lived for Hyunjin’s compliments and you craved for more of them.
“Y/n be honest, have you heard anything about me?” He asks out of the blue. You don’t know why he brought this up or how he’d even know you knew anything of him to begin with.
“I’m not sure what you mean?” You tilt your head in confusion, not sure where he’s trying to get at with that question.
“Don’t be silly Y/n, I know that word gets around here a lot and I just want to know if you feel some strange way about me,” He looks at you with those endearing eyes, and you couldn’t help but fold at his demeanor.
“I haven’t heard much but they are just rumors, right? Why believe them?” You didn’t believe them, you knew he wasn’t the type of person to do any of those things and if he did any of them it was probably exaggerated for shock value.
“I want you to know that anything you hear about me is false. I’ve never told anyone this but I had a bizarre student that grew obsessed with me, they’d stalk me around campus and even got my phone number, they’d send me inappropriate photos, and found my home address. It got so bad to the point where they said if I don’t sleep with them they’d try and blackmail me to ruin my career forever.”
You couldn’t believe what he just told you. It sounded like something out of a Lifetime movie, you were disgusted by whoever did that to him.
“I’m so sorry about what happened to you, people like that are the reason what’s wrong with this world,” you said to him. You felt genuine remorse for him and you didn’t even do anything, you didn’t realize how bad things could’ve turned out for him.
“The person spread malicious rumors about me after I reported them to the board, they told so many people that I was divorced, I’m an alcoholic, how I even hooked up with some of my students. None of it is true Y/n, I hope whatever you heard doesn’t taint your image of me,” you can tell he’s speaking from the bottom of his heart, you know he’s being truthful.
“I promise you I don’t believe any of it Hyunjin, I trust you,” you say, reinforcing the deep eye contact you’re sharing with him right now. The conversation became even deeper and you weren’t expecting Hyunjin to open up with you like this so suddenly. Everything is going in motion for you and you don’t know if you’re dreaming or if this was actually real life.
“Sorry I just dumped all of that onto you, I just wanted to make sure the air was clear between the both of us, I know we may have gone off on a rough start but I really like you Y/n,” Hyunjin comes a bit closer to you now, “I hope I didn’t scare you off with what I just said”
You don’t know how to feel, your crazy hot professor that you’ve been fantasizing about since school began is now telling you that he likes you. Is this some kind of sick joke? No way this could be, you have to take this as your chance to get what you truly wanted.
You got even closer to him, the distance between you so close that the smell of his cologne was becoming intoxicating. You knew you had to do something right now or else the tension will just rise even further.
“You will never scare me off and you can always come to me if you ever need anything,” using the same line that Hyunjin used on you made you feel even more in control of the situation. You knew there was no turning back once you said those words, and you were right.
“I know I shouldn’t be asking this but can I kiss you Y/n?” Hyunjin asks politely, he knows you feel the same exact way that he does and there’s no use in hiding it any longer. You both need to have each other.
“Of course you can,” you say and after those string of words left your lips he quickly placed his on yours. He grabbed your face with both of his hands and kissed you hard, your lips crashed together perfectly and your plan couldn’t have been executed any better. His plush lips felt like a cloud and you felt so much warmth and comfort from them. His forehead brushed against yours as he deepened the kiss, making you put your hand on his neck to bring the two of you closer by any small amount. Trying not to break the kiss he brought you over to the desk and sat you on top of it, the kiss grew heavier at this point and he gently bit your bottom lip to gain access inside your mouth. Once you gasped from the slight pressure he gave you, he let his tongue slide inside. Both of your tongues becoming intertwined and in sync with one another and it felt like fireworks rushing throughout your entire body. You grew hot as you tried keeping up with Hyunjin’s pace, he wasn’t letting you go any time soon. He trailed his free hand up your thigh and began rubbing small circles on them, his touch was so warm and gentle yet the kiss was rough and passionate. The contrast made you feel shamelessly aroused. This was the moment you’ve dreamed of. His firm embrace made you feel safe and his lips made you feel drunk. He was such a good kisser, no wonder he had girls going crazy spreading false rumors about him. You’re already hooked on him that you want to gatekeep him from anyone else. As the two of you kept on making out for what seemed like an eternity, you were the one that finally pulled away. The both of you panting and trying your best to catch your breathes. You look up at him as small pearls of sweat were dripping from his forehead, he gave his all with you. You traced a few lines around his bicep while staring at his gorgeous face, you still couldn’t fathom how fine the tall man was.
“We really shouldn’t be doing this… you should go Y/n,” Hyunjin says to you with a disappointed look on his face, “I could get in so much trouble right now, I’m sorry for doing this”
You shook your head at his thoughts, “How would we get in trouble? No one has to know about any of this, I’ll keep our little secret safe,” you grab his shirt collar to pull him closer for another kiss, he hesitates but eventually kisses you back. He puts even more passion into this one and you felt weightless in his touch. You felt numb, all you felt was Hyunjin’s pretty lips, he felt so good against you. He tasted so sweet and held you so tight, you didn’t know what you expected when kissing him but this was much better than what you could’ve ever imagined. Once you both pull away again your breathing became so irregular. You could tell that your hair was a bit messed up and the lip gloss you were wearing has now been completely transferred onto his lips. His lips were red and puffy from all the pressure and it just made him look even more attractive than he already is. Hyunjin ran his thumb over your lips while licking his, he wanted to taste every last drop of you.
“You are so special to me Y/n,” Hyunjin says in a husky tone while still trying to catch his breath.
“I’m glad you see me that way,” You say as you smile.
“I want to see you tomorrow, outside of school, is that okay?” He asks.
“Yes, I’d love that,” You couldn’t be more than happy to see him outside of class, you want to know more about Hyunjin, who he is as a person, the not so picture perfect cookie cutter version that he portrays to everyone else.
“Would you like to meet me for coffee around 6? It’s on me by the way, I’d never make you pay for anything,” He says resting his palm on your thigh once again. His hands felt so good against your skin, you couldn’t get enough of his physical touch.
“Of course, I’ll be there Mr. Hwang” you assure him.
“How many times do I have to tell you again… call me Hyunjin,” this time he sounded more serious than the last time.
“Oh yes– sorry Hyunjin,”
“If you do that again I’ll make sure you never get through this class with flying colors,” he squeezes your thigh, causing you to whimper a little bit.
“Give me your phone, let me give you my cell number” he continues on as if he didn’t just threaten your whole life. You do as you’re told and hand him your phone with the contact template for him to fill out. He types everything he needed and hands it back to you, you look at the contact name, ‘Hyunjin<3’ simple yet adorably effective. You do the same on his phone and you get ready to leave to head back to your dorm yet he stops you once again.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks.
“Back to my dorm?” you say, unsure of what else he has to say to you now after everything that happened.
“At this time of night? I don’t think so, let me drive you back home” Hyunjin insists. You agree to his offer and he takes you back to your dorm safely.
You weren’t getting any sleep tonight. Your head was only full of thoughts of Hyunjin, his addictive aura, his lips, his everything. You loved every bit of him already. You think to yourself if you should even be feeling this way yet you know now that the feeling is mutual so it’s not a one-sided crush anymore. You know it's wrong to be doing this and even he acknowledged that fact but even though it’s wrong, it feels very right. You want him and he wants you so bad about that? Yeah he may be your college professor but you’re both grown adults, you’re allowed to make decisions for yourself and so can he.
You’re not sure how this might end up but you want to enjoy this as much as you can and your coffee date with Hyunjin tomorrow has you more excited than ever. You know you won’t be able to tell anyone about this, even your friends, you have to keep your word with Hyunjin and you promised to keep it a secret between the both of you. This will definitely be a hard task for you but you’re up for the challenge, you were willing to make sacrifices to get any ounce of his attention, and now that you fully have it, you weren’t going to do anything to take that away from you.
End<3
(omgee this was a long one… mind you i’m in the process of making a part 2 and possibly a third if depending on how i feel about the second. i hope you all enjoyed and please let me know what you thought, literally anything would be nice, a simple “cool story bro” would even do it for me honestly gkkdkfsk ok but on a serious note, i worked lowkey hard on this and i hope this made up for my mini hiatus lol)
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pairing. mafiaman!jaemin x fem!reader
premise. you've known na jaemin since you were kids, and he's loved you since then. when you suddenly come back to him in an attempt to cut him off forever, he will fight tooth and nail to make sure that never happens.
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Na Jaemin was as beautiful as he was lethal. His hair, styled so perfectly effortlessly, was dyed like the dead of night (which unfortunately, or fortunately, was a very attractive color on him). He had opened the door in black slacks and a white button up rolled to his elbows, but anyone would fall to their knees at his beauty alone. His physique was chiseled to perfection, with a jawline of steel and a toned body from sleepless nights of training and martial art practice. At his collar, you could see a silver chain peeking out with the letter of your first initial hanging there—a claim.
He tucked one hand into the pocket of his pants, posture relaxed. His eyes lazily dragged up your form from your sneakers to the crown of your head, and you suppressed the shiver that went down your spine. Your knees almost gave out from the rasp of his voice alone: "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?"
You got this, Yn. "Jaemin, look, I just wanted to—"
"Come inside." He stepped aside to leave room for you in the doorway, beckoning you inside with the slight incline of his head. "Unless you're afraid."
Depends what afraid means. But you knew he was baiting you, and that he wouldn't give you the time of day unless you did what he wanted. Not when you left him like you did.
So you obliged him and stepped through the door. As soon as you crossed the threshold though, you knew you regretted it. The door locked, and suddenly, the scent of clean, warm cotton was suffocating you. It wrapped itself around you like an embrace, threatening death or affection, depending on your next moves. It held you in a vice-like grip of familiarity and memory.
"You know the drill, Yn-ah," his sweet voice crooned, "slippers first. Then we talk." Jaemin was gone before you could protest, disappearing into the parlor to your left, no doubt to sit and wait with all the time in the world.
It wasn't like it was two in the morning or anything.
But you were in Jaemin's turf now, and you had to play by his rules again. You replaced your sneakers with a pair of fluffy slippers with bunny ears and followed him into the parlor.
He was pouring out a glass of amber colored liquid when you walked in. Lifting the glass toward you, Jaemin asked, "Want a drink?"
"I'm good." The smell of alcohol had slowly become unappealing to you after bartending for so long.
Jaemin settled in one of the leather armchairs with his legs spread wide, lap inviting. He looked divine, like a king, sitting there sipping his drink. "Sit."
"I'm okay." You inhaled a breath of air. "Jaemin, I need you to butt out of my finances."
You waited for the bomb to drop, the gun to fire. Absolutely anything. But all that you were met with was silence, a heavy sense that sat atop your chest and didn't even seem to relieve you just a little bit. Jaemin stared at you, cocking his head to the side with that dark, calculating gaze of his. There were times when you wished you could predict what he was thinking, but even when the two of you were together, those times were rare. Jaemin was a reserved and closed off person, even to someone as close as you were.
You felt like a child under his stare, and you willed yourself to stand stronger, firmer. "That's all I came here to say. You're not obligated to pay for my expenses, or Kina's expenses. And I don't want you to." I don't want shit from you anymore.
"You don't seem to understand—" he started, temple resting against his fist, "—that I want to do this for you."
"We're not together anymore—"
"I know." He smiled, and it was not the sweet, crescent-eyed bunny smile he saved just for you. No, it was the snake that hid in his shadow, always primed and ready to strike. You suppressed a shudder. It looked like he still wasn't happy with you; go figure.
You pursed your lips, arms coming up to fold across your chest. "You know why I left."
Jaemin knocked the alcohol back, then set the glass on the table. He stood with a sigh. "No, I really don't, Yn. I really don't know why you would leave this—" He gestured to the house around him, "—why you would leave home, why you would leave your family, why you would leave me."
He stepped toward you, and when you didn't back down, he took another step forward. From here, you could see the red rimming his eyes, shining with the emotion he always kept locked away. Every ounce of it—you wished he would just share a drop with you. Jaemin had never been good at being vulnerable.
"Help me understand," he murmured lowly to you, and his hand reached up slowly to cup the side of your face, his thumb gently caressing the flesh of your cheek.
You swallowed. "This isn't going to help you get over me, Jaemin."
His thumb traced the line of your bottom lip, his eyes dilating at the softness of it. "I'll never get over you, Yn." You'd hardly noticed how close he had gotten to you now, but you could hardly think straight with how he was looking at you.
"We're better as friends." You watched his expression shift slightly and noted the flare of his nostrils that would have been barely noticeable. You'd hit a nerve; yeah, you knew. Because you yourself didn't even believe those words as they spilled from your mouth.
"Prove it." His eyes hardened into steel. "If we're better as friends, then prove it. Kiss me."
YOU. Because of you I had an Aemond x Helaena dream last night. I don't remember much but I think they were talking about their kids.
me every single time I get a aemond x helaena ask
