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Capítulo 14. Nostalgia
HimChan se miraba en el retrovisor quizás por octava vez, lucía bien, como siempre lo hacía, sin embargo no podía evitar hacerlo.
Tenía una cita ¿Con JongUp? Más bien ¿Era aquello una cita? Pero había otra cosa que lo tenía más atento, el no actuar extraño. Se comprometió a cumplir tres cosas:
No lucir nervioso.
No hacer nada tonto.
No sobrepasarse.
Llegó a casa de DaeHyun, era extraño no ir por él si no por otra persona. Tal y como si su cuerpo fuera controlado por otra persona sin darse cuenta había llegado a la puerta y tocado el timbre, ¿Porqué estaba tan nervioso? No era un crío de secundaria que iba a tener su primera cita con la chica que le gustaba. Los pasos se escuchaban por dentro, JongUp salió de la puerta con una tímida sonrisa en el rostro.
- ¿Estás listo? –Le preguntó el mayor una vez que el chico salió por completo.
- Si – Moon miró una vez más la sala, en ella dormía Zelo profundamente sin dar señales de despertar pronto. – Vamos – Y cerró la puerta dispuesto a, por al menos ahora, aclarar su mente.
- ¿A dónde quieres ir? – HimChan y él llegaron al auto, JongUp tomó el asiento del copiloto.
- Ya que no conozco el lugar ¿Porqué mejor no vamos a donde usted quiera? – El menor se sorprendió así mismo al poder hablar tan sueltamente.
- Entonces será una sorpresa – HimChan sonrió emocionado, tenía una idea de adonde podían ir.
JongUp se limitó a permanecer en silencio el resto del trayecto, se sentía algo culpable por irse sin decirle nada a Zelo y más en su estado, pero de no ser así el resto del día sería una tortura mental para él, se quedaría pensando en Zelo y su enfermedad tan delicada, entonces, al no dejar eso del lado terminaría mucho más afectado de lo que ya estaba, así que para poder continuar con la amistad que había tenido con JunHong desde siempre lo mejor era ignorar ese problema y seguir como si nada hubiera pasado.
HimChan conducía hacia lo que se podía llamar el centro de GonEun, ese lugar con pequeños establecimientos interesantes en donde una podía disfrutar caminado por allí. Estacionó el auto en cuanto llegaron, miró el lugar con una agradable sonrisa, hacía tiempo que no pasaba por esos lugares.
- ¿Qué te parece? – Le preguntó interesado a su acompañante.
- Esta parte me recuerda a Seúl – Con muchas personas y puestos, algo así como el abultado ambiente de su ciudad, sonrió algo más animado.
- Es una parte muy extraña de éste lugar – Dijo el mayor comenzando a caminar seguido por el castaño. – Como si fuera sacado de una ciudad.
- Eso mismo pensaba – JongUp miró cada puesto que pasaban con la esperanza de olvidarse de Zelo.
- ¿Sucede algo? – HimChan notó que el menor lucía decaído, tan encimado estaba con su propia emoción que hasta ahora lo tomaba en cuenta.
- Para nada –Respondió rápidamente el menor al verse descubierto.
- Si no te agrada podemos ir a otro lugar.
- No es por esto – Se apresuró a corregir al mayor, se reprendió al hacer que esa persona tan amable se estuviera tomando esas molestias por él. – Es solo que recibí una mala noticia hoy que me dejó algo triste, pero no tiene que preocuparse por mí.
- ¿Quieres volver a casa? – Volvió a interrogar el pelinegro.
- No – De hecho era lo que menos quería hacer en esos momentos. – Prefiero dejar de pensar en eso y divertirme un rato – JongUp se esforzó en mostrar la mejor sonrisa que en esos momentos podía otorgarle al mayor, para su alivio al parecer fue suficiente.
- De acuerdo, pero si quieres volver sólo dímelo y te llevaré a casa de DaeHyun tan pronto como pueda.
- No será necesario – Moon pensó que podría reír por la innecesaria preocupación de HimChan, era un muy buen hyun a su parecer.
HimChan se convenció de dejar de insistir tanto, que eso podría de lo contrario fastidiar a su acompañante. Si JongUp le había dicho que quería distraerse entonces haría que dejara de pensar en cualquier problema a como dé lugar.
Así que comenzaron a caminar por todo el lugar, le habló de distintas cosas, cualquier tema y de vez en cuando hacía una broma o contaba una anécdota ridícula con tal de sacarle una sonrisa al pequeño, no podía sentirse más orgulloso de sí mismo cada vez que tenía éxito.
Por momentos sentía que las personas a su alrededor se desvanecían, como si sus ojos se enfocaran solamente en ese chico y en su sonrisa que deseaba nunca desapareciera. Pero ¿Era un sentimiento normal? ¿Siempre quiso cuidar tanto de una persona? Quién sabe, lo pensaría luego, ahora solo quería disfrutar de su tiempo con el menor.
Entre tanto, JongUp no podía creer que en tan poco tiempo se encontrara riendo despreocupadamente. Normalmente al recibir una noticia de ese tipo cualquier otra persona estaría devastada, pero allí estaba él, sonriendo como antes lo hacía. Y le agradecía internamente a HimChan mil veces por ello, por hacerlo tan feliz con su simple presencia.
- ¿Quieres uno? – Se ofreció al notar la mirada furtiva con la que el pequeño miraba los algodones de azúcar que un hombre preparaba.
- Creo que si – Se sintió avergonzado por ser tan obvio.
Ambos permanecieron callados por tan solo momentos mirando al hombre preparar sus nubes de azúcar, detrás de ellos pasaron un grupo de personas escandalosas que con sus movimientos descontrolados empujaron a JongUp haciendo que perdiera el equilibrio, antes de que éste callera los brazos de HimChan lograron detenerlo y apoyarlo junto a él.
- Yah ¿Qué les sucede? – Reclamó molesto mirando a esas personas alejarse de ellos sin hacerles caso.
- Emm… – JongUp permaneció quieto contra el mayor sin saber cuándo moverse.
HimChan miró a quien tenía entre brazos, lo soltó tan rápidamente como su mente le permitió y sus blancas mejillas pronto adquirieron un tono rojizo.
- Lo siento – Claro, primero lo besaba y ahora esto, era como si no dejara de cometer un error tras otro.
- No importa, gracias por lo de antes – A JongUp esta vez la situación le causo gracia debido a los nervios del mayor.
- Parece que no dejo de tomarme muchas libertades – Se atrevió a hacer un comentario irónico.
- Supongo que eso nos hace más cercanos – Más tarde debía felicitarse por lograr hablar tan abiertamente con alguien.
HimChan emitió una risa ahogada, al parecer JongUp ahora tomaba cómicamente todos sus pasados acercamientos.
Al ser llamados por el hombre frente a ellos recordaron la razón por la que estaban esperando, ante la curiosa mirada del señor sobre ellos siguieron su camino tranquilamente, ésta vez el mayor los condujo a un lugar tranquilo para que pudieran sentarse y disfrutar de su dulce.
- Ya que estamos sentados sin nada, cuéntame algo de ti – En realidad había estado buscando el momento para averiguar más sobre él sin parecer nada extraño.
- No hay mucho que contar, soy gran admirador de Chris Brown, hago ejercicio, me gusta bailar.
- Eso lo noté ayer – Soltó con una risa que contagió al más joven.
- Eso es todo, no soy tan interesante – JongUp dio el primer bocado a su algodón perdiéndose en el sabor extremadamente dulce que tenía.
- Vamos, deben haber más cosas que esas.
- ¿Cómo qué?
- ¿Desde cuándo conocer a JunHong? – Pregunta algo tonta, pero aun así sentía curiosidad.
- Desde siempre, prácticamente no criamos juntos, no recuerdo una sola vez en la que no estuviéramos juntos – Miró al suelo dándose fuerzas internamente.
- Pero ahora estás aquí conmigo – En realidad no había nada implicado en esa oración, fue un simple comentario que se le ocurrió hacer.
- La primera excepción entonces – Y sería un buen recuerdo.
- ¿Y qué me dices de alguna novia? – Esperaba que el menor no lo considerara una persona molesta por tantas preguntas que hacía.
- Tampoco, además, si me llegara a enamorar de una persona haría todo lo posible para olvidarla – Miró a HimChan sin sorprenderse de la expresión incrédula de éste.
- ¿Por qué? – Esa respuesta lo había dejado anonadado, sobre todo porque JongUp no parecía del tipo de persona que odiaban las relaciones.
- Pienso que cuando estás enamorado sólo ves lo que tú quieres y te olvidas de la realidad – JongUp mordió su labio inferior inseguro, muchas cosas se le venían a la mente. – Además, si te haces ilusiones con esa persona puede que cuando le digas sobre cómo te sientes no te acepte, eso sería doloroso.
- ¿Y a qué se debe ese concepto? – Buscó la mirada del menor, éste no había dejado de mirar el suelo en ningún momento.
JongUp sentía su cuerpo tensarse, el solo hecho de recordar a la persona que le había roto el corazón lo ponían en mal estado. Se sintió observado por HimChan, quería por un lado contarle la razón, pero por el otra parte hacía mucho tiempo que no hablaba de eso y la única persona con la que se atrevía a hacerlo estaba durmiendo en un sofá muy lejos de ellos. ¿Sería lo correcto contárselo a la persona que en un principio volvió a traer esos recuerdos a luz?
Alzó el rostro, HimChan no lo presionaba a hablar, más bien le transmitía la seguridad para hablar. Respiró hondamente preparándose para lo que sería una tormenta de sentimientos que aparecerían sin dudar.
- Había un chico un curso mayor al mío – Comenzó su historia sin estar del todo preparado. – Él era una persona muy interesante, llamaba mucho la atención y sabía hacerse amigo de todos.
- Ajá – Dijo solamente el mayor absteniéndose de decir algo al escuchar la palabra chico.
- En cierta manera era parecido a usted – Ciertamente el parecido en cuanto a personalidad era innegable.
- ¿A mí? – HimChan no sabía que debía pensar ante esa confesión.
- Si, parece brillar donde quiera que éste, cuida de los demás, los hace reír – Sonrió amargamente ente sus palabras comenzando a cuestionarse a quién de los dos estaba describiendo en verdad. – Un día tropecé con él en el pasillo cuando buscaba a Zelo, como soy una persona muy tímida solo comencé a disculparme sin poder mirarlo, pensé que haría lo que todos los demás hacían conmigo, alejarse.
Callado y desde su posición el mayor no perdía detalle de la historia ni de las expresiones del chico que jugaba con sus dedos mientras le contaba su relato.
- Pero él se disculpó conmigo y me ayudo a levantarme y recoger mis cosas, fue la primera vez que alguien me trataba así – Claro, a excepción de su mejor amigo; era como si pudiera recordarlo todo a la perfección a pesar del tiempo que había transcurrido. – Pasaron los días y aunque nunca hablé con él directamente cada vez que nos cruzábamos me saludaba, los demás me miraban cuando yo le devolvía el saludo, un día Zelo me preguntó si éramos amigos, le dije que no, no paró de decirme que hablara con él y siempre me negaba, pero comencé a verlo a lo lejos – En vez de contárselo al mayor pareciera que JongUp se lo estuviera contando así mismo.
- Te empezó a gustar – Fue el comentario que salió de los labios de HimChan sin pesar.
- Si – La nostalgia se reflejaba perfectamente en su expresión. – Sólo porque me habló una vez, creo que fue algo así como amor a primera vista, como sea, me enteré de muchas cosas de él, y cuando me di cuenta de lo que hacía para observarlo era demasiado tarde, estaba enamorado, no sabía qué hacer ya que era la primera vez para mi, sólo me quedé con ese sentimiento que al paso del tiempo siguió creciendo, no dejaba de pensar en él y preguntarme qué pensaba de mi. Un día comprendí que no podía soportar más tiempo guardándomelo.
Paró, mordió su lengua y pensó en cómo debía continuar, el mayor también comenzaba sentirse afectado por lo que escuchaba.
- Siempre supe era imposible tener una oportunidad con él, pero muy en el fondo aun lo pensaba aunque fuera tonto. Un día lo vi solo, junte todo el valor que tenía y de la nada le dije “me gustas” – Nuevamente se detuvo, era doloroso recordar esa parte. – Él se detuvo y me miró sorprendido, estaba a punto de decirle que no esperaba nada con él, que solo quería que supiera mis sentimientos, pero antes de hacerlo comenzó a hablar, me dijo que eso era raro – Formó un puño al sentir una punzada en su pecho. – Que yo era raro por tener esos sentimientos y que daba miedo, me miró como si estuviera loco.
Se movió finalmente, HimChan posó su mano sobre el puño del menor, éste al notarlo jadeó y lo miró recordando que estaba allí. Todas sus emociones negativas disminuyeron con ese simple toque, cierto, era el paso y había quedado muy atrás.
- Se alejó de mí y yo me quedé allí por mucho tiempo sin poder reaccionar – Pasó saliva por su garganta, era suficiente de recordar. – Al año siguiente cambió de escuela, nunca supe si fue cierto que se mudó o fue por mi culpa, sólo me comprometí a olvidarlo – Volteó su rostro a HimChan mucho más tranquilo – Esa es la razón.
- Idiota – El mayor, al haber concluido la historia, solo había dicho lo primero que vino a su mente.
- ¿Eh? – A decir verdad JongUp se esperaba otra reacción.
- Ese tipo, es un idiota por tratarte de esa forma – Su sangre se sentía hervir ¿Cómo alguien podía ser así con un chico tan lindo como él?
- Lo sé, ahora que lo pienso fue realmente estúpido enamorarme solo porque me trataba algo distinto a los demás, pensé que era distinto.
- Quiero golpear a alguien – Ante su comentario, que por cierto era honesto, JongUp soltó una carcajada.
- No hay porqué, ahora sabes la razón de mi concepto del amor – Ahora estaba mucho más relajado, hablar finalmente de eso le había sacado un peso de encima.
- Sé que debió ser una experiencia dolorosa, pero aun pienso que puedes considerar cambiar tu forma de ver las cosas.
- Eso quisiera, pero siempre pensaré que si me enamoro de nuevo será de la persona equivocada, no quiero cometer el mismo error.
- Nada te asegura que será alguien como él.
- Aunque no fuera ese tipo de persona dudo mucho que alguien se interese en mí.
- Yo lo haría – Esta vez no importaba lo que pensara, no iba a dejar que el pequeño siguiera con ese terrible concepto.
Sus manos seguían de cierta manera juntas, el castaño volvió a encontrarse con el lado serio de HimChan. La mano que permanecía sobre la suya era cálida, le hizo sentir varias cosas, pero era interesante el hecho de que todas eran agradables.
Su corazón latió con más fuerza, my apresuradamente y no dejo en ningún momento de contemplar al mayor al igual que éste lo hacía con él. Y en su mente solo había una cosa: Kim HimChan.
Todas las variedades de sentimientos se volvieron uno solo que parecía conocer muy bien, solo que distinto a como lo recordaba, ésta vez era mucho mejor.
A causa de todo esto no se permitió mover un solo músculo, ni siquiera cuando sentía el aliento del mayor casis obre sus labios.
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I Guess I Need You(Jongup-B.A.P)
Requested by: SiaSuYee
I just murdered myself by choosing to use my bias as the idol...ಠ╭╮ಠ ..btw as I was writing this BTS' Boy Meets Evil came on and it really helped me set the mood x'D Warning, the povs change quite a bit...
~So that I may fall asleep this night as well. Today as well, the alcohol that I mixed and drank and as if I was supposed to, I went to your house. How can I forget? The perfume called you~
Third person POV:
Jongup was sitting on a stool at one of the local bars, drinking his problems away yet again. He had this theory that if he kept himself drunk then all of his woes and sorrows would just magically disappear, yet he had no clue just what danger was lurking around the corner waiting for when he turned his back completely. One more drink he kept telling himself, he didn't care how many glasses the bartender was told to refill, he just wanted to stop thinking. He wanted to get away from his life, away from the pain. But he didn't know that he could never truly escape what he truly loved, and so he stopped after the unknown number of glasses and ordered a coffee wanting to at least be able to play sober when he got home.
Meanwhile, y/n was sitting on the couch at home with a forgotten book laying open on her lap as she drifted asleep. She was waiting up for her husband, Moon Jongup, to get home after completing his 'business' he told her he had to take care of. She had no idea of what lay ahead, that she might not make it to see her husband walk through the front door safely. No idea of the men currently picking the lock and readying the guns and other weapons that need not be said. Being awoken though by the sound of the door being kicked open, she panicked as she saw the countless number of men with masks covering their faces who were now surrounding her and grabbing ahold of her as she fought against them.
Neither Jongup nor y/n had any idea before that night what it was like to feel completely lost, alone, and helpless. After this night they finally realized how special the other was to them, how much they actually loved one another, and they had no clue if they'd see the other again to let them know.
~I should not, I know I should not but meeting you we burn up again, you and I. It's already too late to go back in time. Next to you, I close my eyes like this again throughout the night, only you~
Your POV:
You shivered as a draft blew in through the crack in the wall and instantly chilled you, making you curl up into a small almost ball like shape to try to keep yourself warm. Being in the room you were thrown in almost made you want to cry, the guys had made sure to get rid of your attitude after they had succeeded in taken you from your home that night you didn't know how long ago. It was pitch black in the room which made it hard for you to keep track of how many days had passed, it didn't help that you had no clue what time that had taken you so you couldn't count the hours as they slowly ticked by.
You had cried yourself dry, leaving tear streaks on your cheeks which were now bruised and bloody from the men that decided they'd 'have fun' with you. Honestly, you had no idea why they were doing this to you. You didn't know why you were kidnapped or why they would take your picture after one of the not so lovely beatings they'd give you. Every night you spent alone, cold, and hungry though you'd start to cry dry tears again suddenly missing your husband. You hadn't wanted to loose hope in him finding you, that was the only thing you had that was keeping you sane. Holding onto that piece of unwavering faith in trust in your husband just made you realize how much you loved him.
You whimpered and hugged yourself tighter as you heard shouting and heavy footsteps running, but you slightly eased up as you heard them pass you and run past the room you were being contained in. Gunshots suddenly went off and your eyes widened as thoughts of the worst possible scenario played over and over in your head, you kept getting stuck on the thought that they were finally coming to finish you off. Silently you sat on the floor in the far corner and kept an eye on the door, waiting for your nightmare to end.
~As If you would explode, I want to embrace you. Right now, at that point on your forehead I wonder if I should match it with my lips. When I think of you crazy crazy crazy. Today as well, I look for you, your blinding body line. I guess I need you, alright guess I need you all day. Feels like it'll explode you should calm my heart. Baby there is no tomorrow, I don't know it I want to open it more~
His POV:
He sighed and rubbed his eyes as yet again another lead was false information. He wanted to pull his hair out and scream, but most of all he just wanted to find her. He hated not having her beside him. The guys were worried and started working hard to find any leads that led to where she had been taken, but they had no clue where to start. The only evidence that she was kidnapped was the blood and picture of her tied up and blindfolded that was left sitting on the couch where she had been sitting on top of the book she was reading.
He felt like it was all his fault, it was though. He should have been home with her, the woman he loves, but instead he was at a bar chugging beers down as if it was the end of the world. When he had gotten home he rushed inside after seeing the front door open and almost collapsed right there when he saw the splatters of blood on the floor. Then he picked up the picture with shaky fingers and rushed to call the guys, letting them know what happened and to start searching any leads.
Now here he was, almost three weeks later and he still had no leads at least he didn't think he had any. As he was about to go to the meet up with the boys he stopped, his heart dropping into his stomach when he saw the envelope laying on the ground in front of his door. He picked it up, opened it, and cried when he looked through all the pictures that were once laying inside of it. He stopped on a picture that had the previous days' date written on the bottom, her hands and ankles were tied and her once beautiful soft hair was now hard and matted with dried blood.
One of her eyes were swollen and red, the other didn't look any better but it looked like she was at least able to look through it. Her cheeks were bruised and her lip was busted. And as far as he able to see in the picture her arms had bruises and cuts. He fisted the envelope and squeezed the picture tight, his hand had started to shake and he closed his eyes to keep the tears at bay. He needed to get to the guys and fast, he knew where she was being held and he would've thanked the idiots for being so stupid if he weren't thinking of ways to kill them all slowly and painfully.
~Slowly move it even deeper make it. Right now, in this moment the paradise of only you and me. Can't escape it now I guess I need you (Yes!) Guess I need you all day~
Third person POV:
Jongup walked up to the table where his crew, and his brothers by heart, were sitting and waiting for him. They stayed quiet once they noticed the look on his face, they could tell he found a lead and this time it was a correct one. Listening, they looked to him with wide eyes as he explained the situation and stared at the photos that were now laying on the table top. No one wanted to pick them up, none had a desire to see you who they all looked to as a sister tied up and beaten.
Himchan though, being the bravest at the moment, picked one up and instantly fisted his hands before standing and pacing at the side of the table. The others, now scared and curious, picked up a photo each and almost threw up at what they saw. The once innocent, lovable, hilarious little sister they knew before was now looking at the floor in what looked like defeat. Daehyun, the one that you felt closest to out of all the boys, instantly teared up and looked up to Jongup with hard eyes demanding to know where you were being held.
Once Jongup had told them where you were they instantly gathered closer and made plans, they wouldn't let you stay there another night. They all had already decided that if it came to it they would gladly die if it meant getting you out and safe, and they would make sure this never happened to you again. Gathering whatever weapons they could find and carry they suited up and headed out as soon as it had gotten dark. The building was bathed in darkness, no light lighting it up at all, which gave it an eerie feeling. This was definitely the place and they all prepared themselves mentally to get ready for what they were about to do.
Even though this was not the first time they were going to be killing people they had a different purpose this time. Their only purpose was to get you out alive, or they would die trying.
~Lay back on my black sofa Whoa whoa whoa whoa It's our secret that's war war war war. Sticky sweat, our bodies until it wraps up yeah. That star runs away from you until it packs its bags Ay ay ay ay You want me too. When the dawn's light embraces us for sure, we will laugh lady Woo secretive story story story~
Your POV:
The gunshots and thudding was getting closer and you had your eyes closed, you didn't know what was coming but you were honestly scared. Your head shot up as you heard voices whispering outside the room, they were too quiet and you were too far away to recognize the voices. You stayed quiet though, curling up tighter if possible, and watched with fear as the door was kicked open much like the first time. Not being able to watch anymore your head dropped to touch your knees and you silently cried as everything went silent. Your side and ribs opposed as you pulled your legs tighter to your top, trying to disappear into the darkness.
The fall of footsteps walked to where you thought you had hidden yourself well and stopped right in front of you. You started to wail and tried to fight as hands grabbed your arms and pulled them away from you, your eyes were still closed so you had not noticed who was in fact grabbing you but you were confused when the grip was not painful like the others yet gentle and warm. You looked up through the strands of hair that hung in your face and saw through your one usable eye a face that made you start to weep with joy.
~Today as well, I look for you, your blinding body line. I guess I need you, alright guess I need you all day. Feels like it'll explode you should calm my heart. Baby there is no tomorrow, I don't know it I want to open it more. Slowly move it even deeper make it. Right now, in this moment the paradise of only you and me~
His POV:
He watched with blurred vision as y/n finally looked up at him and started to weep, then wrapped his arms tightly around her as she threw herself into his arms. She kept whimpering in pain when his hands would brush over her sides, which meant that she was in serious pain. He told her to hold on and picked her up, one arm around her back and the other under her knees. Frowning he noticed that her weight was definitely lighter than the last time he saw her, frankly speaking it pissed him off even more and he squeezed her tightly to his chest and kissed her the top of her head.
Nodding to Youngjae, who had come with him to find y/n as backup, they both headed out of the room and to the exit where they had snuck in from. The rest of they boys could be heard fighting with the men who had taken y/n and Jongup wanted nothing more than to turn and put bullets in all of them himself but he didn't want to separate from you. He had just gotten you back and hell would freeze over before he let go of you again.
She had her head layed on his shoulder and both buys noticed that she was shivering so Youngjae instantly shrugged his jacket off and draped it over her tiny frame. Jongup was so scared that he would break her if he held her too tight but he was even more scared that he'd lose her again if he let go. So instead he settled for pulling her closer and walking faster to the car that awaited them, he set her in once they reached it and quickly shut the door knowing she'd be safe in there.
Youngjae had already ran back inside to help and before nodding to the driver, Jongup looked into the backseat where y/n was currently staring up at him with concern and terror. Then with one small nod and smile he motioned to the driver and watched as he drove to the safe spot, instantly hardening his features and running inside to help his brothers.
~Can't escape it now I guess I need you (Yes!) Guess I need you all day. Can't stop I lose control, your blinding body line. I guess I need you, alright guess I need you all day. Feels like it'll explode you should calm my heart. Baby there is no tomorrow, I don't know it. I want to open it more~
Your POV:
Your eyes widened with horror as you stared out the back window at Jongup who was now running back into the building he had carried you from. You had known about what the guys did, you just never commented on it. Now you had no choice but to realize what they actually did and it weighed heavily on your shoulders. You looked towards the front and cleared your throat to talk to the driver, to try to convince him to turn around, to bring you back to where your husband was battling with fate.
You couldn't voice any of this out, your throat raw from barely any water, and was forced to sit in the backseat and suffer a greater pain than your physical one as you slowly were driven away from your love. Jongup couldn't die, you wouldn't forgive yourself if he didn't make it. He always told you not to worry about him, that he could take care of himself, but you always hit him playfully and told him that it's what people do when they're worried about the ones they love.
Sighing, you tried taking deep breaths to calm the turmoil in your stomach only to be forced to stop and hold your side in pain. You didn't know whether they were broken or bruised, but what you did know was that every time you breathed or moved you felt like you could die from the pain. It hurt so much that you hadn't noticed that you had fainted and were now sitting in the silent yet warm car outside of a very familiar building. Your eyes widened and you quickly set your hand atop the door handle, making a move to head inside to look for your husband that you hoped was there. Your plans were stopped though when you heard your driver lock the doors and explain that Jongup wanted you to stay safe in the car, then went on to explain that the car was bullet proof.
"Where's Jongup?" You finally managed to ask, even though it was barely audible.
"He'll be here soon miss."
Miss? "Who are you?"
"I'm Simon, Miss. I'm hoping to join hyung's group!"
Your eyes widened as you finally took the time to study the kid, figuring that he couldn't have been any older than 16. "Kid, how old are you?"
"S-sixteen, miss. Are you alright, miss? You don't look too good."
"Why are you wanting to join the group when you're still so young?!"
~Slowly move it even deeper make it. Right now, in this moment the paradise of only you and me. Can't escape it now I guess I need you (Yes!) Guess I need you all day~
Simon looked down at the wheel and bit his lip. "Because they're actually the only people I can call family. They all treat me as if I was family and I've felt more safe when I'm with them than I've felt my whole life." You stayed silent as Simon trailed off, you hadn't known that the guys were close with anyone else besides each other and you. "Oh, Jongup-hyung!"
You tried to get up but failed when you heard Simon shout out your husband's name. The door was opened and you turned your head to see his handsome face filling your vision, which made tears suddenly form in your eyes. You noticed the tears in his own eyes and attempted to scoot closer to where he stood, but he noticed and got in beside you before you could scoot over all the way. He pulled you into his embrace and layed his head on your own, rubbing your head in a comforting way.
The tears that you were holding back finally spilled out over your cheeks and you looked up to him with your blurry vision. Your hands were brought up to his face as he cuddled and kissed the back of it, mumbling the whole time about how he missed you and how much he loved you.
"I knew you'd find me," you said with your still cracked voice.
Jongup looked away from you with guilt and you knew it was because he was blaming himself about the whole situation. You grabbed his cheeks and kissed him then layed your forehead against his.
"I will always have faith in you, I love you so much. Don't blame yourself, nae sarang."
He looked down to you with wet cheeks from the now spilling tears and leaned his head down to your shoulder, whispering into your ear. "I love you so much, please don't ever leave me. I'm so sorry. Saranghaeyo." He pulled back and softly kissed your busted lip, "Let's get you to the hospital. I'm worried about your ribs, oh and get ready because you won't be leaving my side for a long time. Simon, to the hospital and make it fast please."
You smiled in content, ignoring the discomforting dull ache, as Jongup pulled him closer to you.
Now(Jongup) pt.2
Requested by: SiaSuYee
~Who would've thought that you and I would go together. I used to be comfortable being alone, girls didn't suit me. I wasn't lonely, you didn't catch my eye. You were pretty but as always, I thought you would just pass by. Now, whatever you do. Whatever it is, I like like that (like that) Now without any interveners, I want to be alone with you~
1 year and a half after part 1
Yawning, I opened my eyes to the sunlight shining through the thin curtains in front of the window. You smiled and turned your head to look at the handsome man that was asleep behind you, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and his legs entwined with yours. You tried to roll over so you could face him but that proved to be impossible when Jongup tightened his grip around your waist. Sighing, you tried to push and pull at his arm to try to get it loose enough so you could move around but again he tightened his arms which made you sigh in frustration.
"Yah, Moon Jongup!" You looked to him over your shoulder, not surprised that he ignored you and kept sleeping. You narrowed your eyes and smirked slightly, bring your fingers up to his arm and pinching it quickly but as hard as you could without hurting him too much.
The arm was quickly retracted and you turned over to see Jongup rubbing over the spot where you had pinched him. "Oww~ Jagi, what the hell was that for?"
You stared at him, trying and hopefully succeeding to not show him how much you loved his morning voice. "That's what you get," you said matter-of-factly before poking his chest, which you also couldn't help but remember that he was shirtless so you had to physically stop yourself from staring. "It felt like I was trapped and you have too much body heat, so I was getting over heated." You joked with him as you stuck your tongue out childishly.
He raised an eyebrow at your actions then smirked. "Oh? Well you weren't complaining last night about my body heat when-"
"Moon Jongup!" You said as you hit him with a pillow. "Shut up! And stop being dirty! Nothing happened and you know it!"
You turned away from him when you heard him let out a laugh then you felt his arm around you again as he pulled you towards him. "I know, I'm sorry. I was just wanting to see your reaction. Forgive me?"
"No," you told him as you successfully stood from the bed and made your way into the bathroom.
~Right now, hold tight to me and stay like that. Right now, when we lock eyes remember this, know this I want us to get closer girl. Where I go, I wish you were there. I've never been like this before. Without you, I felt empty. I wish you would be bored whenever I'm not around. I wanna hold your hand and go somewhere~
"Yah, jagiya~"
You rolled your eyes and kept your back to him, smirking when you know he couldn't see. Jongup had been trailing you like a puppy since you had gotten out of the bathroom, calling out your name and trying to hug you only to pout when he failed. You loved playing like this with him, it brought out the side that no one else sees. The only person he acts like this around is me and you loved to bring it out and see how far you could test him.
"Jagi~"
Sighing, you turned and pretended to glare at him making him flinch nervously which just proved that you were the master of glaring, be it fake or not. "What Jongup?"
"I'm sorry," he muttered as he looked up at you through his eyelashes.
Should I? Naw, you thought as you turned around again and smirked.
You finished breakfast and got worried when you didn't hear Jongup anymore. Turning and deciding to give up on the game, you bumped into a hard bare chest which belonged to the smirking Jongup now standing in front of you. He cocked his head to the side and leaned down to your ear, making you shiver and he let out a breath before speaking. [0.0 this sounds like it could lead somewhere bad but it's not going to I swear x'D]
"You really like to play that game of yours don't you? The cutest part is you don't realize that I'm actually playing a game with you."
Your eyes widened and you looked to him from the corner of your eyes. You were nervous, you'd admit it. When Jongup was like this there was no way to turn him back into the cute little puppy, nope after he turned into the sexy serious Jongup there wasn't a turn around. Not that you cared though, you thought he was hot as hell when he acted like this.
"Jagi, I think you need to learn your lesson."
You narrowed your eyes, it's always a hidden meaning with this boy. Shaking your head you looked up into his eyes as he brought his face in front of your own. He smirked down at you as he leaned closer and you closed your eyes, waiting and hoping for the kiss. Only to be disappointed when he pulled back and frowned down at his phone that was now in his hand.
~When you look at me with those eyes I can't forget, I stayed up all night, I wondered if this was real. Listen to me girl right now, hold tight to me and stay like that. Right now, when we lock eyes remember this, know this I want us to get closer girl~
"Sorry, y/n. I've gotta go," he told you as he turned and headed up the stairs quickly.
You watched his leave with the frown still on your face. Sighing you turned the stove off and put the finished food onto a plate, then set it on the kitchen table. After the boys had saved you that night, Jongup had been acting different. Of course, he'd been even more attentive as he nursed you back to health and he had never left your side but when he'd get a call or text from the boys about 'work' he'd instantly harden and turn his emotions off.
It had frightened you at first, seeing him like that, but then you'd brush everything off when he'd come back home and after a few hours he'd turn into your Jongup. You looked up at the ceiling, well floor technically, of where you could hear him getting ready to head out. You ate what you could, disappointed that you knew Jongup would leave without eating any of it so everything would go to waste.
You didn't look up as Jongup bounded down the stairs and towards the front door to grab his things. "I'm heading out now, y/n." You made a noise of acknowledgment and heard him let out a small sigh, then heard his footsteps come towards you. "I'll be home soon, I promise." You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch as he rubbed your shoulders and kissed the top of your head. "Make sure you eat, okay? I love you!"
He walked towards the door once more and slid his shoes on, you watching his every movement. Then with one last small smile he was out the door and on his way to wherever the hell he was needed. You looked down to the food that was left and felt like puking, there was no way you could eat anymore. It wasn't that you didn't want to but if you even took another bite you'd probably puke, it had been this way ever since you were saved. Of course you didn't tell Jongup, in fact the only one who actually knew about this was Daehyun and that's only because he found you throwing up the food that you had to force down so Jongup wouldn't catch on.
Your phone started to ring and you looked at it, almost laughing when you saw who it was. "Speak of the devil," you said to yourself before answering the call and placing the speaker to your ear. "Hello?"
"Hey, y/n!"
You smiled as you heard Dae's voice and shook your head in amusement. "Yes?"
"Can we meet up?"
"Huh? I thought you and the guys had 'work'??"
"Huh? What are yo- Oh!! That!! Uh, no! That's just Jongup, Yongguk, and Zelo!!"
You were confused when you noticed that Daehyun was starting to stutter, something he did only when he was nervous. "Daehyun? What's going on?"
~ Close your eyes and stay right there. Don't be scared, I'm gonna hug you. Even if these are momentary feelings I like you. Right now, hold tight to me and stay like that~
"Hm? Oh, uh, nothing! Just was wondering if you wanted to hang out. You know, since I have nothing to do?"
"You don't sound too sure," you told him as you raised an eyebrow.
"No, uh, I mean yes? Ow! Hyung~"
"Give me the phone you imbecile," you heard Himchan mutter as he proceeded to take the phone from Dae and start speaking to you instead. "Hey, y/n-ah."
"Hey, channie~"
"So, are you free to come over and hang with us until the others get back?"
"Depends, are you guys planning something behind my back?"
"What? No, of course not. Too much effort."
You laughed and put your hand on your forehead, that honestly was something Himchan would say so you shook your head and agreed to meet up with them. So, what was only 15 minutes of getting ready you locked the door and headed out towards the boys' house. Jongup used to live with them as well until we got married, then we both bought a house together and moved in. [A/n: Soo~ I totally forgot that in part 1 'you' and Jongup were married until just now, so if i put something like where Jongup is the 'boyfriend' please let me know so I can fix it D'x bc knowing me I won't catch it and I haven't but please let me know if you catch something.]
You slowed down and eyed the house in confusion when you saw that all the lights were off, the outside lights were off as well which made you honestly start to get scared and worried. About to walk to the house and go in to check, you noticed a flickering of a light that came from the back yard. Confused, but curious you walked along the side of the house to see if they were in the back. And you were partly correct because as soon as you got to the back you saw candles in all around the yard in mason jars, some even hanging from the trees.
Glancing around in awe you didn't notice Jongup walking towards you, coming out from the darkness and stepping into the light. He cleared his throat to get your attention and when you looked to him the breath caught in your throat. Jongup looked so handsome in his nice dress suit and smiling softly at you.
~Right now, hold tight to me and stay like that. Right now, when we lock eyes remember this, know this I want us to get closer girl~
"Jagi," he called to you as he held out a hand which you grabbed ahold of tightly.
"W-what is this?"
"Dance with me?"
Smiling, with tears in your eyes you nodded and placed your free hand on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer. Soft and slow music suddenly started to play, which made you laugh and Jongup smiled down at you then slowly started to lead in dancing. He'd twirl you and spin you out then pull you back, but when he dipped you he leaned down and kissed you. It was soft and new, nice but definitely new. Of course, he was never rough with you but this was very new to you and you loved it.
"I love you," he whispered as he pulled back and brought you back up, looking down into your eyes.
"I love you too, Jongup."
"Happy anniversary," he said as he wrapped both arms around you and hugged you tightly to him.
"Happy anniversary."
Lost Boy
Length Warning: 3077 words
Nothing drowned the noise out. Not even your own sobs as you squeezed your eyes shut. And if you covered your ears, it only made the screaming louder. So instead you dug your tiny fingers in to the grass, tearing at it while trying to hold on to it. “Are you okay?” You looked up in surprise at the boy you’ve never seen before. He was standing on the sidewalk, just past the boundary you weren’t allowed to cross. Instead of answering him, you continued to cry. What were you suppose to say anyways? Suddenly you heard your name being yelled and you shot up to your feet. You spun around to look at the house and saw your father on the front porch. “Get in the house! Now!” he hollered angrily. Which of course caused your mother to scream at him for yelling at you. Leading to yet another round of fighting. But you couldn’t hide out here any longer. You were called for and you had to do what you were told. Before you could start walking, your hand was grabbed and you quickly looked back at the little boy. “Run away from Captain Hook!” he shouted. Then he took off, dragging you with him. Your eyes widened in shock as you stumbled across the invisible fence. You didn’t stop there though. Down the sidewalk you ran, listening to your name being bellowed behind you, and staring at the mysterious boy in awe. The sidewalk gave way to dirt and houses turned in to trees. Into the little patch of forest you went, leaving the loud noises behind. Now it was only your feet thumping on to the ground and your heavy breathing in the warm, afternoon air. You came up to an odd part of the forest where several of the skinny trees had fallen over. Some laid on the ground, ferns and moss covering bits of them. Others were still somewhat propped up, creating a zig-zag of bridges. “Where are we?” you asked. This was your first time being so far away from your house without your parents. The boy climbed up on to a fallen tree walked up the trunk so he was standing over her. Then he turned to her with his arms outstretched. “Neverland!” he declared with a smile.
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WHAT AM I DOING - THIS IS A SMUT - SKYDIVE AU - JONGUP
A/N: Agressive sex, plottwist and me having no idea tf I am doing. You have been warned. This is a smut shot based on the Moon Jongup we see in skydive. This means there will be violent kinks in this smut. You are adopted daughter and heiress to South Korea’s biggest mobster. He’s married you to Kim Himchan. It is a loveless and fruitless marriage. You have always found his men infinitely more interesting. Especially Moon Jongup.
Only Days prior
“Sleep well, my love, I will be back before you know it.” Himchan leans in to kiss you on the forehead. “Who will you take with you?” You ask sweetly. You silently hope he’ll leave one of the younger men home. “Only Yongguk.” Himchan replies., stuff multiple handguns where ever they will go in his outfit. You humm softly, thinking to yourself about how Yongguk is probably Himchan’s lover. It’s not like you can spite him for it. You aren’t all that faithful either. There is no love lost between you and Himchan.
Himchan leaves swiftly, not stalling for heartfelt goodbye’s. He leaves you behind in your own spacious mansion, probably not suspecting of what happens when he is away.
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Moon Jongup Smut Shot
Watching Zootopia with B.A.P. does not go as you originally planned. You planned on just having a nice get together with the six of your friends while you were in Seoul. But allas, Yongguk and Himchan left for Yongguk’s apartment not more than 15 minutes in, so six friends were reduced to four. Zelo claimed the couch previously commandeered by the two hyungs real soon after. Daehyun has a chair and Youngjae the fatboy. It leaves you on the other couch with Jongup. First he is seated, but rather soon he is too lazy to keep himself upright and falls with his head in your lap. Zelo is engrossed in his phone by the time the film is 30 minutes playing. Youngjae is noisily eating popcorn and Daehyun has to make annoyed comments about it every minute or so. As through some odd miracle, Jongup manages to sleep peacefully. He only seems to stir when you stop playing with his soft pink hair. Then he will whine and pull your hand back to his hair. So you simply continue.
You give up trying to follow the film and concentrate on watching your friends instead. How Youngjae throws popcorn at Daehyun until the older boy goes over to the fatboy and straddles the orange haired singer. The bucket of popcorn falls all over the floor and Youngjae loudly gives his complaints. You roll your eyes at them and look down on Jongup, gently twirling the black stone in Jongup’s ear. Jongup murrs softly and turns around, to nuzzle his nose into your belly. You giggle and twirl his other stud.
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The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader
Title: The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader.
Genre: Angst, mafiaau!
Member: Jongup.
Word Count: 1339.
Description: You knew your father would spend his remaining years in dept and you probably would to. But you didn’t think the son of the family your debt went to would want to marry you on his own will, there had to be something more. It was time for you to see how dangerous he really was.
You followed behind your parents as they walked into the fancy restaurant. This was a place you could never afford to eat, but there seemed to be a first time for everything.
*FLASHBACK*
When you sat down at the table you knew it must have been something about that mafia group your father was in debt to that was worrying your parents. You weren’t too well off in life, but you weren’t poor to the point of starvation either. All you knew was it was because your father was once part of a gang that tried to kill off a mafia, but never succeeded.
You didn’t blame your father for your life and could never bring yourself to hate him, but there was one thing that brought you close to it.
“Y/N you’re going to be getting married” As those words reached your ears you rose an eyebrow at your father who sat across the table from you and he sighed as he leant forward, his hand reached out for yours and you silently gave him your hand to hold. He clasped your hand with both of his and his voice was gentle as he spoke.
“Moon Lee Jong has resigned from his mafia group, his son, he has decided to be a lot nicer to us. So to end this debt quickly, he wants you to marry him” Your father explained and you simply blinked at him. You father was calm, so you remained calm as well, you trusted that your father knew what the right thing to do was.
“I understand father” You answered and he smiled gratefully.
“Thank you, Y/N”
*END OF FLASHBACK*
You sat down next to your father, three men sat across from you and your parents, immediately your eyes were drawn to the one with dark blue hair and tattoo’s peeking out from the collar of his dress shirt.
“And this is your daughter, I haven’t seen her since she was just a child” A strong staring contest was going on between you and the man sitting across from you. And the deep voice talking about you forced you to look away from the tattooed man.
“Yes, this is Y/N, she’s grown into a tremendous young women sir” You listened to the way your father talked to the man sitting across from him, it seemed you were sitting in front of the youngest of the three.
This must be Jongup. He looks mean, unlike how father told me he is.
Jongup’s eyes scanned you, your features were automatically engraved into his memory and he smirked as his hand lifted from the table, effectively shocking you.
“I’m Moon Jongup, nice to meet you Y/N” Everyone on the table looked at the two of you and you reached for his inked hand, bowing your head as you greeted him.
“Nice to meet you Jongup”
“Are you all ready to order?” A waiter cut the interaction short and you placed your hands back on your lap as a silent shaky breath left you.
You prayed he would be nice to your family.
————
You watched the three men interact with your parents. It seemed like a formal friendly dinner, not an arranged meeting to someone your family was in debt to. Lee Jong was being rather kind to you all and you found yourself finding no need to talk as you listened to his conversation with your parents.
“Jongup, why don’t you ask Y/N for that dance you wanted?” Lee Jong turned to Jongup suddenly and the younger male nodded with a curt nod, even he was being nice to your family. He seemed respectful and kind, like an average man sincerely here to marry you, not fill a debt, and you continued to think you had misjudged him as he stood and asked for your hand.
“Would you let me have this dance with you, Y/N?” He asked, a sweet smile crossed his features and he suddenly reminded you of the innocence you and your friends had in school.
“Certainly Jongup” You smiled and put your hand in his as you stood. You walked away from the table and towards an open floor where everyone else in the restaurant was ignoring the few dancing couples that followed the calming music.
“Your parents don’t seem very nervous to hand their daughter to the future leader of the mafia” Jongup commented, he held you close, with one of his hands holding yours and the other on your lower back as he led you to follow the music.
“Well, should they be Jongup? You don’t seem so bad to me” You answered honestly and that brave smirk returned to Jongup’s lips, only it was more cunning.
“I think rather than them being worried, it’s you who should be worried Y/N. You don’t seem to realise how dangerous this marriage will be” It was like he was giving you no option to leave, he pulled you until you were flush against the warmth seeping through his button-up shirt and his grip on your hand tightened just enough to force dominance over you.
“Because you’re mine now, and that comes at a price”
————
“What are you doing here?” This was meant to be the only place where you could pretend you didn’t have any problems, you could just worry about the gossip in your group of friends and your upcoming assignments.
“You need to come with me Y/N” Jongup answered, how did he even get in here? Wasn’t there some sort of rule about anyone besides students and teachers being in the school grounds?
“Who are you?” Hana asked and you looked at Jongup in a way that told him not to answer.
“Just come with me Y/N” Jongup ignored her and you gave him another look.
“I’m not meant to be seeing you until Saturday” You answered and he looked at you dangerously. His hand reached out to you and you looked at it just the same as your friends did, immediately seeing the decorative lines covering it.
“This is not for that matters, this is a different matter. Just come with me before I have to drag you out of the school Y/N” Jongup demanded and you soft palm landed on his, his fingers immediately wrapped around your hand and he pulled you to your feet.
“Bye guys” You waved to your friends and Hyoseong pointed at the man walking away with you.
“I know who that is!” She exclaimed and Hana blinked at her.
“Who is it?”
“That Moon Lee Jong’s son Moon Jongup, what is Y/N doing with him?” She began to wonder and your friends all grew worried.
“Where are you taking me Jongup?” You asked as he stormed through the school grounds with you in toe. He glanced back at you momentarily and found you looking at him with wide eyes.
“Look out” He shoved a male student that you almost ran into and continued walking as the student stumbled, becoming lost for words when he saw who pushed him.
“Just get in the car for now Y/N” Jongup demanded and you found yourself silently doing so. You couldn’t see through the black glass to know who was driving the car. Bit it took off out of sight from your school and Jongup called your attention as he reached into his pocket.
“Y/N” You looked at him to find him shifting to one knee on the floor in front of you. The journey was a smooth one but upon seeing him not in his seat your hands reached out to keep him still.
“What is this?” You asked looking at the small box and Jongup took your hand from his shoulder. The small box was placed in your lap and Jongup took the ring out as he placed it on the rightful finger.
“It’s your engagement ring” He answered, his hands resting on your knees before he looked up at you.
“I have to let people know you belong to someone”
The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader
Title: The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader.
Genre: Angst, mafiaau!
Member: Jongup.
Word Count: 1339.
Description: You knew your father would spend his remaining years in dept and you probably would to. But you didn’t think the son of the family your debt went to would want to marry you on his own will, there had to be something more. It was time for you to see how dangerous he really was.
You followed behind your parents as they walked into the fancy restaurant. This was a place you could never afford to eat, but there seemed to be a first time for everything.
*FLASHBACK*
When you sat down at the table you knew it must have been something about that mafia group your father was in debt to that was worrying your parents. You weren’t too well off in life, but you weren’t poor to the point of starvation either. All you knew was it was because your father was once part of a gang that tried to kill off a mafia, but never succeeded.
You didn’t blame your father for your life and could never bring yourself to hate him, but there was one thing that brought you close to it.
“Y/N you’re going to be getting married” As those words reached your ears you rose an eyebrow at your father who sat across the table from you and he sighed as he leant forward, his hand reached out for yours and you silently gave him your hand to hold. He clasped your hand with both of his and his voice was gentle as he spoke.
“Moon Lee Jong has resigned from his mafia group, his son, he has decided to be a lot nicer to us. So to end this debt quickly, he wants you to marry him” Your father explained and you simply blinked at him. You father was calm, so you remained calm as well, you trusted that your father knew what the right thing to do was.
“I understand father” You answered and he smiled gratefully.
“Thank you, Y/N”
*END OF FLASHBACK*
You sat down next to your father, three men sat across from you and your parents, immediately your eyes were drawn to the one with dark blue hair and tattoo’s peeking out from the collar of his dress shirt.
“And this is your daughter, I haven’t seen her since she was just a child” A strong staring contest was going on between you and the man sitting across from you. And the deep voice talking about you forced you to look away from the tattooed man.
“Yes, this is Y/N, she’s grown into a tremendous young women sir” You listened to the way your father talked to the man sitting across from him, it seemed you were sitting in front of the youngest of the three.
This must be Jongup. He looks mean, unlike how father told me he is.
Jongup’s eyes scanned you, your features were automatically engraved into his memory and he smirked as his hand lifted from the table, effectively shocking you.
“I’m Moon Jongup, nice to meet you Y/N” Everyone on the table looked at the two of you and you reached for his inked hand, bowing your head as you greeted him.
“Nice to meet you Jongup”
“Are you all ready to order?” A waiter cut the interaction short and you placed your hands back on your lap as a silent shaky breath left you.
You prayed he would be nice to your family.
————
You watched the three men interact with your parents. It seemed like a formal friendly dinner, not an arranged meeting to someone your family was in debt to. Lee Jong was being rather kind to you all and you found yourself finding no need to talk as you listened to his conversation with your parents.
“Jongup, why don’t you ask Y/N for that dance you wanted?” Lee Jong turned to Jongup suddenly and the younger male nodded with a curt nod, even he was being nice to your family. He seemed respectful and kind, like an average man sincerely here to marry you, not fill a debt, and you continued to think you had misjudged him as he stood and asked for your hand.
“Would you let me have this dance with you, Y/N?” He asked, a sweet smile crossed his features and he suddenly reminded you of the innocence you and your friends had in school.
“Certainly Jongup” You smiled and put your hand in his as you stood. You walked away from the table and towards an open floor where everyone else in the restaurant was ignoring the few dancing couples that followed the calming music.
“Your parents don’t seem very nervous to hand their daughter to the future leader of the mafia” Jongup commented, he held you close, with one of his hands holding yours and the other on your lower back as he led you to follow the music.
“Well, should they be Jongup? You don’t seem so bad to me” You answered honestly and that brave smirk returned to Jongup’s lips, only it was more cunning.
“I think rather than them being worried, it’s you who should be worried Y/N. You don’t seem to realise how dangerous this marriage will be” It was like he was giving you no option to leave, he pulled you until you were flush against the warmth seeping through his button-up shirt and his grip on your hand tightened just enough to force dominance over you.
“Because you’re mine now, and that comes at a price”
————
“What are you doing here?” This was meant to be the only place where you could pretend you didn’t have any problems, you could just worry about the gossip in your group of friends and your upcoming assignments.
“You need to come with me Y/N” Jongup answered, how did he even get in here? Wasn’t there some sort of rule about anyone besides students and teachers being in the school grounds?
“Who are you?” Hana asked and you looked at Jongup in a way that told him not to answer.
“Just come with me Y/N” Jongup ignored her and you gave him another look.
“I’m not meant to be seeing you until Saturday” You answered and he looked at you dangerously. His hand reached out to you and you looked at it just the same as your friends did, immediately seeing the decorative lines covering it.
“This is not for that matters, this is a different matter. Just come with me before I have to drag you out of the school Y/N” Jongup demanded and you soft palm landed on his, his fingers immediately wrapped around your hand and he pulled you to your feet.
“Bye guys” You waved to your friends and Hyoseong pointed at the man walking away with you.
“I know who that is!” She exclaimed and Hana blinked at her.
“Who is it?”
“That Moon Lee Jong’s son Moon Jongup, what is Y/N doing with him?” She began to wonder and your friends all grew worried.
“Where are you taking me Jongup?” You asked as he stormed through the school grounds with you in toe. He glanced back at you momentarily and found you looking at him with wide eyes.
“Look out” He shoved a male student that you almost ran into and continued walking as the student stumbled, becoming lost for words when he saw who pushed him.
“Just get in the car for now Y/N” Jongup demanded and you found yourself silently doing so. You couldn’t see through the black glass to know who was driving the car. Bit it took off out of sight from your school and Jongup called your attention as he reached into his pocket.
“Y/N” You looked at him to find him shifting to one knee on the floor in front of you. The journey was a smooth one but upon seeing him not in his seat your hands reached out to keep him still.
“What is this?” You asked looking at the small box and Jongup took your hand from his shoulder. The small box was placed in your lap and Jongup took the ring out as he placed it on the rightful finger.
“It’s your engagement ring” He answered, his hands resting on your knees before he looked up at you.
“I have to let people know you belong to someone”
Build A Boyfriend - Jongup
“You are immature, childish, and care for no one but yourself! I don’t know how I’ve dealt with you for so long, your a wreak of a person. Good luck finding someone to deal with your crazy ass!” Your boyfriend screams as he shoved his suitcase into his truck.
“Please, Don’t leave me! I can change! Please just give me one more chance.” You begged him. Your face was covered in tears and running mascara. Your eyes burned from crying so much and it paired with a raw throat.
You grabbed his arm but he yanked it away. He turned to you with a glare. “I’m going to stay with friends. I’ll be back in a week, Be gone when I get back, understand?”
“Y-yes. I do.”
“Good.” He said. He god in his car and slammed the door. He turned it on and sped away. You watched the truck disappear down the road and it only made you sob harder. He was your everything and you ruined it by just being you.
It’d been three days since your, now ex, boyfriend left to his friends house to escape from you. You called a friend of yours who was selling her home and made a deal with her and her soon to be husband. You were surprised they agreed on such short notice but you weren’t complaining.
You were going to be at at your ex’s for one more night to make sure you had everything you owned packed and ready to go. It sucked, but there was nothing you could do about it. He wouldn’t answer your texts or calls. It drove you insane knowing he looked at his phone but straight up ignored it as long as it came from your number.
You gave up and decided to text your friend instead to ask about the house a bit more. All you knew was it was a two bedroom, 2 and a half bath place with a decent sized kitchen. You didn’t understand why they would want to leave that place. It sounded like the perfect home for a soon to be married couple that planned on a baby.
‘Hey!’
‘Hey (Y/n)! What’s up?’
‘You got everything out of the house right?’
‘Yes we did. There is one thing there but its a present for you.’
“Oh. You didn’t have to do that. But anyways I’ll be moving my stuff in tomorrow so I just wanted to make sure it was clear.’
‘It’s the least I could do for my long time friend.’
You changed out of your clothes into pajamas and crawled into the covers on your chair. It was the only furniture you owned in the house and the only thing you’d be taking to the new place besides a mattress. You felt your chest tighten when you tried to hold back the tears that tried to escape. You knew you would be crying yourself asleep again tonight.
You had all of your things packed into a moving truck. The man driving it was super nice and agreed to take you to the place since you didn’t have a car. He told you he’d help get everything out of the back but that’s the most he could do because he was scheduled to help out another person move. You thanked him for even doing that.
He brought you to the place and got some stuff out from the back into the yard. You were thankful it hadn’t rained the night before. You began moving everything in but stopped dead in your tracks when a boy stood in the center of your living room. He just stood smiling at you, not a creepy smile but a welcome home kind of smile, but given the circumstances it did creep you out a little bit.
“Uhm…Hello. Who are you?”
“Hello (Y/n), I’m glad you’re finally home. I’m Jongup, your boyfriend.”
You took a surprised step back and looked at him with confusion. He just kept smiling like what he said was normal. “Uh no. No you are not.”
“Let me explain it to you. I am Moon Jongup. I was made just for you to be your boyfriend. I have been told that a friend of yours was the one who did it instead of you.”
“Made for me? You kidding me right?”
“No. You can even call your..Friend it was? And ask them!” He was practically pleading you and it was kinda sad. You caved and called her.
“Yeah at first I thought it was a bunch of bull too but then he showed up and well… that.”
You hung up and looked at him in disbelief. He forced a smile at you and twirled his thumbs. You sighed and looked at the ground. “I’m sorry Jongup, I’m not ready for another boyfriend. I just got out of a relationship and need time. Please understand that.”
“I do, but I am not leaving. I will stay with you as a friend until you are ready. And when you are I will make sure you never get hurt again.”
You smiled at him and felt a tear go down your face. You could stop the river that came down your cheeks. You let out a surprised gasp when Jongup came up and hugged you. “It’s okay (Y/n), Don’t cry I’m here for you.”
You knew you weren’t ready but this assured you, that when you were, he was going to be exactly what you needed and wanted. You barley knew him and already he felt like home.
Cotton
genre: fluff
summary: spending the day in bed with jongup
a/n: I just love moon jongup so thank you to the anon who request this
The sun made its presence known, making you squint your eyes shut and pull the covers over your head. A groan leaving your lips as you felt the arms of your boyfriend pull you into his bare chest. You smiled, forgetting about the sun and that it was probably time the two of you got up to start your day.
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Sex with Jongup
Jongup is a mix between romantic and passionate.
Neither a full switch, dominant or sub but I do see him more on the submissive side.
Hickeys would both be getting and giving, he loves them.
If you talk dirty to him he will go crazy and he has 0 filter when he is horny. (@jongupinblue)
Loves getting oral, loves giving oral but prefers his fingers just a little bit more.
Oral would be fucking amazing though, imagine.
His faces would be so hot during sex.
Imagine being on your knees, giving him a blowjob. His expressions would be beautiful.
About his moans ):
They are so loud.
Fuck I bet they will be a little high pitched.
Very sexy.
He is a dancer so his hips do magic.
Hands would be all over you.
Romantic and soft sex, would be very dirty sometimes.
Romantic sex would include lots of giggling and kisses.
That dirty sex would be all sweaty and swearing, no joke.
Loves worshipping your body every now and then.
I think he gets quite lazy and hungry after sex.
Jongup’s Reaction to Meeting a Cute Person During a Fan Signing Event
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1.2k
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hi i saw you said we could ask you to write some reaction in a one-shot style so if i can ask i wanted to know if you could do a one-shot with that jongup’s reaction of meeting a cute fan. Thank you so much <3 And i love your blog! I had lots of fun writing this. I hope you like it!
Jongup smiled at the camera of a fan a few meters away, blowing out his cheeks in order to appear cuter. Although it made him shy, he loved how the fans would start squealing because of him. He hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before due to dance practice and preparations for the fan signing event, but being able to interact with his fans was more than worth it. The event was coming to an end soon, and he was already excited to read the many letters he had received and look at the fan’s presents in more detail. When Jongup turned to greet the next fan, his breath got caught in his throat and his smile faltered for a second. The girl who was standing in front of him was the most beautiful human being he had ever seen in Seoul. Her face seemed perfect, her eyes shone brightly and her smile seemed to lighten up the space around her. You gave Jongup a shy smile, trying to appear as confident as possible. You were nervous and your heart was beating fast since this was the first time meeting Moon Jongup in person. You had seen him in many videos and pictures and even attended a B.A.P concert, but Jongup looked even more stunning in real life. Before you were able to say something to your idol, he turned to Daehyun who was sitting next to him. Jongup opened his mouth and it seemed as if he wanted to say something, but only a moment later he closed his mouth and turned back to you. He was nervous and wanted to ask Daehyun for help, but fortunately he realized just in time that it would not be a good idea to get his Hyung involved - Daehyun would only embarrass Jongup in front of the fans. “Hey, nice to meet you.” He said shyly and gave you his cutest smile. You could see his eyes moving to his left to where Junhong was sitting (maybe his younger friend could help him out?), and you suddenly worried that something was wrong. “Is everything okay?” you asked curiously. “Yea, yea, everything’s fine! Nothing is wrong.” Jongup replied with a nervous laugh. Instead of saying more, he simply stared at you, making you even more worried. “Is there something on my face?” Your hand automatically went up to your face to check if your make-up was still where it was supposed to be. Jongup suddenly took your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. His hands were soft and big, and you had to force yourself to breathe calmly. He replied: “Yes! I mean, no, nothing is on your face. I am glad you could come.” His penetrating look was still on you. You had expected that Jongup might not be very talkative, so you quickly fished a B.A.P. CD and a small box out of your bag (never letting go of the young man’s hand). You waited for Jongup to sign your CD, letting your gaze rest on the present you had brought for him. You had spent many days selecting the perfect gift and wrapping it nicely for the idol you looked up to the most. But now that Jongup was about to open you present, you feared that he might not actually like it and the one thing you did not want to see was his disappointed reaction. “Wait!” you exclaimed and quickly pulled the little box back towards you. You nervously searched for the right word to explain your situation. However, you could not find a good reason, and so you simply mumbled: “Um… could you unpack it later?” A questioning look was on Jongup’s face and although he was eager to unwrap your present, he nodded, thinking that it must be something either very embarrassing or very special. “Ah, right”, you exclaimed, an excited glimmer in your eyes. “There is something I wanted to ask you for a long time.” Jongup smiled at you and eagerly replied “Go ahead, ask me anything.” For a moment, the young dancer wished that your roles were reversed, that you would be sitting behind the desk and he had the opportunity to ask you something, anything. “Are you happy being a singer and dancer? Is this what you really wanted?” You had thought about this question for a long time. Jongup was certainly enjoying standing on stage and sharing his passion for music with his audience. However, you also knew that an idol’s life was full of hardships: sleepless nights, continuous practice, problems with their company, and irregular meetings with their family and friends back home. Although you and the beautiful man in front of you were basically strangers, you cared about his wellbeing very much. Jongup, on the other hand, was taken aback by your words. Sure, he had gotten this question before several times and he even thought about it when he was alone, but seeing such a beautiful girl right in front to him and yet being unable to approach you reminded him of all the things he could not do and could not have. After a few seconds, he eventually made up his mind and nodded his head in the affirmative. “Yes, I am very happy. This is the life I always wanted, and this is also the life I chose. I love being with my Hyungs, I love being able to make music my daily occupation, and I love meeting people, people like… you. I cannot imagine doing anything else.” You gave him your most sincere smile, relieved to hear that he was doing fine and was happy. You knew that many more fans were waiting to greet your idol, and you still had one person left to talk to: Choi Junhong. So you decided that it was time to go. You stuffed your CD back into your bag, looked at Jongup one last time, and waved him goodbye before you moved on to the maknae’s desk.
That evening, Jongup was especially impatient to get back to the dorm. He was still thinking about your dazzling smile and the cheerful sound of your voice. He couldn’t wait to go back to his room and finally open the fans’ letters and presents - especially yours. He had been thinking about what could be inside the tiny box since you told him to open it later. As soon as he got back, he excused himself by telling his Hyungs that he was tired and wanted to get some rest (Jongup said that he would take a shower later). The dancer stored the presents and letters away and pulled out your box from his pocket. He pulled at the tiny golden ribbon you had put around the box and smiled at what he saw inside. It was a beautiful silver necklace with a delicate pendant in shape of a feather. Next to it, he found your neatly written note: “Dear Jongup Oppa, when I picked a necklace for you, it took me a long time to decide which one would be the most fitting for you. I settled on this one because a feather symbolizes both wisdom and an ethereal aura since the wings of angels are made of feathers. I hope that the necklace reminds you of how special you are to your fans. Best wishes, (Y/N).“ A wide smile was plastered on Jongup’s face. After he carefully put the necklace around his neck, he put your short note back into the box and placed both in the drawer of his bed table. Becoming an idol was definitely the right decision.
First Time With Them: B.A.P JONGUP
/ YongGuk // JongUp /
/ BTS // GOT7 // KActor // BtoB // KHH // PENTAGON // WINNER // SF9 /
He’s the good of two evils, tbh;
One day he can be one way;
The other he can be completely different;
So say…. He can be totally gentle, but then can do a complete switch, yeah? ;
However, since it was your first and all, he’d be a complete mochi;
So much sugar you’ll feel your teeth rot;
What a way to bring down the atmosphere, am I rite? ;
All those little cliche things;
Slowly laying you down onto bed;
Looking you in the eyes all the time;
To the point where you’d have to look away;
The most heart-warming kisses;
And licks;
And gentle collar biting;
No pain at all;
Well, maybe just a pinch but that was natural;
Slow and torturous thrusts when inside of you;
But just because he couldn’t let the chance of teasing you slip;
And since he’s a dancer, he’d be hella good at what he’s doing;
He wouldn’t set a solid tempo, either;
Changing his pace up as he went;
Which wouldn’t give you enough time to adjust to just one sensation;
And will result in you crying out with a new pace for a couple of seconds;
That’s what JongUp was aiming for, anyway;
He would fall in love with you all over again;The way you called out his name
The way you begged him to go faster;
The way your nails sunk into his shoulders;
He loved every bit of it;
In fact, he would become so mesmerized in you that he would do anything in his power to make the moment last;
Meaning unintentional orgasm denial;
As in he wouldn’t even realize that he was doing it until you’d whine n frustration;
Is low-key good at dirty talks, btw;
But embarrassed of it;
Even when in his rough mood, tbh;
But anyway, your first time would be one you’d remember very fucking well;
No joke.