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Lipstick

Kim Jungwoo X Black.Fem Reader

Genre: Smut, 18+, Switch, Fluff, Home Coming.

Warnings: Mentions of biting, Pet names, Terms of endearment, fluff, slight aftercare, alot ov Seggs so please–

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: After a long tour across the world, you boyfriend finally returns to you. You plan something special for him, and so does he!

A/n: I know, Its a really long smut. It's literally not my fault- I saw jungwoo's 2 baddies photos and deadass busted a nut. My god this man is so fine. ☠️ Anyway— 90% of it is sex and the other 10% is like story or whatever— It's really in detail and gets in there so if you don't like that, feel free to stop reading and finish another time!

Wordcount: 4.1k

Part uno: Here

Part Dos: SOON

Jungwoo was busy with the promotions lately. He hadn't been home in a while. Translating to a couple of months; seven to be exact. Even before that, he'd come visit you then eventually he would stop once he began to finish his schedules late into the night. Needless to say he was exhausted. Finally the boys would have some free time, when Jungwoo got back to Seoul he told you he'd be back to you in an hour or so. So you had planned something special for his returning to you. In all honesty you were planning this for the last couple of days, now today was the day to follow through your welcome home gift.

A soft purple set you picked up from a store you had gone to hours prior. A lacy bra, which contained such pleasing little patterns on the cups. The bra contained lacy white ripples along the underwire and another layer of lace ripples following the underband. The cups see-through while the top of cup trimmed to a cute frilly pattern. The bones of the bra white and almost mimicking a corset. Lastly the centre gore displayed a small satin bow.

A garter belt, white thigh-highs, and soft purple panties. Throw that all together and you were practically an enchantress, waiting to tempt the love of your life the moment he walks through that front door.

Jungwoo messaged you; 'Im right down the road'.

You unlock the door, before disappearing back to the bedroom. Texting Jungwoo back— Letting him know, not to be alarmed and that the door would be unlocked. Soon before you know it, the doorknob began to rumble; it twisted and opened.

The door shut, a light click sound followed soon after. That could only mean one thing; Jungwoo was now in your residence. Slow and subtle creaking followed by some footsteps and that voice you hadn't heard in what felt like ages.

"My Lovely! I'm here! I got your text, don't think I’m some random person entering”, You peak your head past the door frame. To your surprise Jungwoo's hair had been dyed jet black. He was also wearing a suit. Almost like he was dressed for the occasion, even had a bouquet of flowers with him. A large bouquet of peonies, they varied in different sizes and colors. White, light pink, magenta... all appealing colors.

Jungwoo walked out of your vision causing you to soon step beyond the door frame to follow him.

He was setting some of his belongings down next to the livingroom table, and the bouquet on the table. Immediately after, Jungwoo began shedding his suit jacket. Neatly folding it neatly, setting it to the side. The silky suit, showcasing Jungwoo's figure, casting a sexy silhouette. Especially that vest, it contoured his body, giving an idea how slim his waist was. All in all Jungwoo looked incredible and you were practically drooling at the sight. After a short while of silence, Jungwoo called out to you again. "Love? You there?"

"Hi Jungwoo", You purred to him. He smiles, hearing you sweet voice. He was digging through his bag to get something, so he had’t seen you yet.

"Hey Love! You were starting to worry me, I was...",his voice comes to a halt as his eyes land on you.

You shyly smiled at him, sitting on the arm of the couch. Crossing your legs, you were practically modeling your lingerie for him. "Y/n, Princess..Whats this? I-Is this for me?", He asked with curiosity. His face bursting out into a bright pink hue. His chocolate eyes were drinking in the sight in front of him. Jungwoo expected to see you over the moon now that he was back home to you, though to see you dressed in a lingerie- it never crossed his mind. You were so shy about your body, where did this side of you come from?

"I could ask you the same thing Mr. Kim", you pointed to his suit, making Jungwoo look down at himself before looking back at you.

"M-My suit? What about it?"

Jungwoo’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on anything else but you, stealing his attention from any and everything. It was obvious you were attempting to tease him, and needless to say it was working. It goes without saying, this man was enamoured by you.

"Nothing at all...It's just that, you look rather ravishing Jungwoo." Jungwoo's pink hue, now bleeding up to his ears. A sweet smile spread across his face as he checks you out. You stand up walking towards your boyfriend slowly removing his tie. Jungwoo looked down at you, you were so pretty he didn't know what to do. Jungwoo sighed with desire, after all you did just surprise him in a bewitching lingerie.

"What are you doing Y/n?", you remained silent catching a glance up at him. You finish removing his tie from his neck. Your hands run along the back of Jungwoo's neck, then over his adam's apple and under his chin. His eyes close as you caress his neck, enjoying your little touches. It feels like its been years...

Now with your boyfriend's necktie in your hands you make a bee-line towards your bedroom. "W-Wait, you're just going to tease me?" Only to be ambushed, then pushed onto the bed. "Princess..", your beautiful boyfriend whispered. You walked to the bedroom door, closing it then locking it. "Yes?" You hummed. Now walking over to your dresser, you grab a long black cloth before turning back to Jungwoo as he was still sitting on the bed.

Gazing at how alluringly the lace hugged your curves and how the lace brushed against your toned thighs. "Hands behind your back." You ordered as you hold your boyfriend's necktie in his vision.

Jungwoo found it amusing, "Princess look, I appreciate you wearing this for me but before we continue-." You silence Jungwoo, grabbing his chin, forcing him to look up at you,"I’m not asking baby, I'm demanding." Jungwoo had something planned for you, something big, looks like he would have to wait a while. Not that he was complaining though.."Right, Yes Princess-", He said giving in.

With his hands now bound behind his back, you gently push at his shoulder causing him to stumble backwards. His silky, shinny black hair spilled and spread out along the sheets of your bed. You could tell he was starting to enjoy the little predicament he was placed in. "What are you gonna do to me? Hm?" He watches every step you take as you make your way to the dresser again. This time taking out a tube of a dark scarlet lipstick.

Slowly bending over your dresser to tease him a bit. His breath hitched, and pants tightened seeing the way your delicate flower created a print against your see-through, lace panties. The way your panties hugged your ass was nothing to be overlooked either. The color of the lace, the texture and patterns of the lace creating a beautiful masterpiece. Not to mention the beautiful contrast in the colors of your panties and dark skin tone. Your ass looked amazing, there was no denying. "Princess..Please don't be like this. Shouldn't we be celebrating?"

You ignored him, evenly spreading your liquid rouge along your lips. Placing the little tube between your breasts in case you needed to add another layer of pigment. You turned to Jungwoo who was still laying on his side, admiring you. Desperate for you to come to him so he could get a better look at you. With the other black cloth in hand you strut over to Jungwoo, straddling him. You grab his collar, forcing him to sit up straight. It surprised him, the amount of strength to pull him up with one arm. He almost thought you were furious with him. He laughs nervously,"Y-You're so strong..", he confessed.

Still silent, you begin blindfolding your boyfriend, leaving him unable to depend on his sight nor his touch. You finish then once again, letting Jungwoo out of your grip. Leaving him to fall back onto your sheets. You giggle, crawling off of him. Your delicate voice calling out to him, "Kim Jungwoo~"

Forced to use his hearing, in an attempt to follow your voice,"Yes Love?" A sudden dip in the mattress, as you sat on your bed. Hovering over him, you bring your tinted red lips to his ear.."Welcome Home baby." Jungwoo shivered at your seductive octave. Your lips lock on and attack on his neck began. Marks of lipstick left behind, leaving traces of where you were. Your boyfriend hummed with satisfaction, loving the kisses you were giving him. "Oh? You're finally talking to me now? How about you let me see you~",Jungwoo purred. Your hands exploring his clothed body, lightly tugging at his suit.

"Jungwoo, you should know..I won't give you what you want right away. Be a good boy and I might consider."

Jungwoo smiled, excitingly sighing, ”Yes princess.” Jungwoo wriggles around, his arms tugging as he was desperately trying to loosen the knots around his wrist. “Y-You know, You’re stunning like this- Whats gotten into you gorgeous?”, your boyfriend asked drunken with desire. “Nothing in particular...”, You paused, closing in on his face. You leaned in, whispering into his ear, ”It’s more like, what hasn’t been in me”, You responded, planting a kiss behind your beloved’s ear. Jungwoo purred feeling your lipstick, tainting his skin.

“Oh princess, I can help you. all you have to do is untie me love”, Your boyfriend flirted.

Causing you to giggle.. Guess you weren’t the only one who was needy. Nibbling on your lover’s ear, your slim fingers slowly but carefully unbutton Jungwoo's vest then dress shirt. He shivers feeling ice cold air brush against his skin. "All you can do is sit there and feel for me. Guessing where I might attack you from. Isn't that enough Jungwoo?" You say teasingly, painting his chest with lipstick marks.

"Ngh, Y-Yes..though I'd rather see you my Love,"He whines.

Still nipping at his skin, having a purple bruise behind to tell the story. Jungwoo breathing heavily due to little pain the bruises left behind. Hearing him plea was like feeding you energy to continue. Light giggles spill past your plump lips, "too bad.."

Your hands caressing his clothed thighs going lower even in between them. Jungwoo licks his lips, slowly grinding against your hand. You help him and press your hand against him. Jungwoo's beautiful, breathy gasps fill your bedroom. It was pretty obvious you were enjoying this. Usually Jungwoo would take the lead but now, it was safe to say that, this was a nice change in direction.

Especially having him beneath you and unable to move. Your hand comes to a stop massaging him. Your slim fingers shift in direction, up to his belt buckle. With clinking noises echoing in the room, Jungwoo lifts his hips a big letting you remove his belt. Unbuttoning his pants before lowering them a bit. You get off the bed and sink between his legs making yourself comfortable. From this angle, gazing up at him, seeing all the love bites, kiss marks, scratch marks..all of it was divine.

Your hand feeling over the large tent in your boyfriend's pants. Slipping his underwear down just a bit, letting him breathe and spring out before you. "Jungwoo, Baby? Still awake?"

"Yes, of course Love", he cheerfully called out to you. "Good."

Jungwoo smiled, "Why Love? Is something the ma-". Jungwoo's sentence cut off as his head was thrown back expressing pleasure. Your nose hitting his torso. Taking Jungwoo's length fully down your throat. Doing it without any warning, catching Jungwoo off guard. His voice, Moans echoing against the walls of your bedroom. "L-Love, Princess! You can't just suddenly-"

Without warning, once again, your tongue tracing a long stripe starting at the underside of his shaft and making your way up to his head, swirling your tongue around his tip. Bobbing your head up and down, practically swallowing his cock. Proceeding to not take your tongue off of him at all, not giving him any time at all to rest. Your lips pulling away with a kiss, a string of saliva connected you two. Jungwoo now wriggling about, his cock missing the wet warmth of your mouth.

"Fuck..Princess, Let me see you-",he cooed. Your hand slowly stroking him, "Baby, you've already asked me that already. Still so content on seeing me? Hm?", You questioned. Your thumb rubbing against his tip in a circle pattern, sending electric waves through his body. With is breath hitching,"O-Oh!",he cried,”Y-Yes but-"

"But?" ,you hummed.

You're boyfriend In a complete state of bliss. Such a pretty picture in front of you. Jungwoo's wrists bound together, chest on full display, his neck on full display as his head was thrown back. His body from the pelvic area to his face was covered in lipstick marks, love bites came into a close second. Jungwoo's face was flushed red, and his hair glued to his face by his sweat.

"h-hah...Princess, do you want me to beg?",his breath staggers hungrily.

"That would be nice" ,You agreed. You leave from between your boyfriend's legs straddling him, watching him from above.

"Yeah baby, do you think you could beg for me?" His cock brushing against your clothed pussy. Loving this unexpected side of you. His chest lowers and rises, releasing a breathy, "Yes".

"My sweet, Please Let me see you." You feel Jungwoo thrust up against you, and you pressing down on him, "A little more?" Jungwoo chuckled, "Pretty Please?" Your grinding slowed down, becoming more sensual and teasing-like as you praised him for his cute pleas. You leaned down onto Jungwoo more, your breath gently grazing your boyfriend's face.

"I'm so upset with you."

Jungwoo's grinding then stopped, hearing something he hadn't expected to hear. "Upset with me?" Suddenly your lips were pressed against Jungwoo's, silencing him. Your hands cupping his face, slowing lifting up his blindfold. His eyes opened, gazing into your beautiful brown eyes.

"Y/n? Love whats wrong." You eyesight slowly blurr.. You sniffled, falling to his chest, "I really missed you, you idiot! Leaving me here for so long." No you weren't really upset with him, more like..You were so happy you didn't know how to express your bottled up feelings.

Jungwoo chuckled, smiling softly. "I missed you too Y/n. I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner." With your hands on either side of Jungwoo's head, keeping you up. "Hm?" ,he noticed your eyes gazing at your lips, "Will you kiss me?" Once again, sniffling. You wipe your tears before replying, "I don't know..I already gave you what you want."

"Oh really? And what was that?"

"I’m giving you the privilege to see me Jungwoo."

Jungwoo smirked, "Seriously have I has my absence had such an effect on you, that you've turned into such a teasing domineering-goddess?" Jungwoo puckers his lips up to you in a playful manner. You fight the urge to roll your eyes, finally submitting to your boyfriend. Months of you two being separated, in two separate countries, on opposite sides of the world.. to finally be able to touch him, and feel him physically it made you very happy. Your lips leave his lips, placing kisses on his cheeks, your delicate eyelashes ticking him. Jungwoo wiggling a bit from him laughing, and attempting to throw you off of him. Though, there’s a foreign feeling; a feeling on your lower leg.

"Babe? Whats in your pocket."

Jungwoo stammered cursing to himself. He'd forgotten he had got something for you, in the midst of you seducing him— forgetting the object was in his pocket.

"Um..Well, It's a little something I picked up-" He hoped you wouldn't search his pocket, though you did anyway. Taking out a silk, luxurious, little black box. It was outlined by white trim, topped off with a little white bow.

Well you'd already found it, not doubt you were going to open it. Jungwoo stared up at you, smiling, there's no better time than now. "Y/n, Love look, I know this isn't the most Ideal setting..you know me being tied up, err well, in the middle of foreplay to propose- I promise I had a whole speech written down for you..but to shorten things— Will you marry me?"

You didn't hesitate, a quick, "Yes.." Opening the tiny box, you find a beautiful diamond. The ring's metal was a sterling silver, small sapphire gemstones encrusted around the main Gem, which was shaved down to a heart. So excited, you scurried off of your boyfriend and over to your dresser. "Oh Jungwoo, I'd love to marry you!"

You removed the ring from the tiny box, and sliding it on your finger. You held your hand up to the ceiling and up to the light. Watching the sapphires blue color reflect from the gem and dance on the walls. "Wow..Its beautiful—". Your eyes catch motion in the mirror. Jungwoo's reflection, now sitting up, his wrists unbound. Realizing this, you quickly turning around. Your fiancé, playfully smirking at you. He held up the tie, waving it around.

"How'd you-"

"Tie better knots Love." Now discarding his top clothing, he makes his way off the bed and towards you. Oh...He was sure to get back at you. Now the tables have turned. Instead you were thrown onto the bed, and harshly kissed.

"Don't you think its quite fair, after you marked me up and down?"

"Don't toy with me Jungwoo—" ,you demanded as he pinned your hands to either side of your head after climbing on top of you seductively. "I want to punish you so bad you know?"

You cried, "J-Jungwoo!" feeling his teeth nip at your skin on your breasts. "But today, I'll be a good fiancé" ,Jungwoo cooed. Jungwoo settling himself between your legs, his eyes glued to your laced cunt. Pulling you to the edge of the bed by your ankles, then lacing his arms around your thighs. “Babe- what are you..”, you were interupted by his lovely voice. “You tempt me, I'm so hungry for you”.

He quickly buried his face between your thighs teasing you. Slightly breathing against your inner thighs, brushing his lips against your inner thighs. Looking up at you while teasing you. Your hand making a bee-line for Jungwoo’s head to pull him into you. Though to no avail, Jungwoo quickly released your thighs, holding your wrists in his clutches.

“Princess, why can't you behave?”, He gently laughed, ”I’m giving you what you want.” He reached for his necktie you had used prior to bound him. “You’re taking too long babe! I need you now!”, You confessed. Your fiancé reaching around you, bounding your wrists behind your back, ”I only just gotten back- My future wife is dressed up in this enchanting lingerie, and just expects me to fuck her quickly?” Now with your wrists bound behind you, pinned down my a hot and heavy body a sweet, romantic lust swirling in his irises, clouding his vision, ”I need to take my time and worship you, Let me love you down”.

Once again, Jungwoo’s face was between you thighs. Though this time, his kisses were replaced by small love bites. “Jungwoo, You’re driving me crazy!” Your hungry admission bringing delight to your future husband, ”In due time Beautiful”, he teasingly hums. Eventually giving in and granting you what you desire. Jungwoo made himself comfortable on the bed next to you. There that cheeky smile is, it was never too far away... “What are you doing?”

“Granting the first wish, Sit on my face Love”, he purred, voice sounding like silk. Your face tints, feeling sheepish because of his request. You’ve never rode your fiancé’s face before. You stutter crawling over to him" ,Jungwoo..We’ve never done this-”, You expressed.

“I know, which is why we should try now, hm?”

“But what if I suffocate you?”, you asked nervously.

Jungwoo’s temperature rises hearing that, turning him on even more. “Y/n, My Love..In all honesty, that doesn’t sound bad at all”, He confessed chuckling. He motions for you to come to him. Obeying Jungwoo, you position yourself above his face. “Are you sure about this babe?”, you asked.

“Yeah princess. I’ll tap on your thigh if I need to. I’ll be fine, here sit."

His veiny hand gripping you thighs, guiding your hips to their seat. As soon as your body connects with Jungwoo’s face, It was over. He didn’t even give you time to settle before he went to town on you. His tongue flicking your clit, and you sitting on him adding pressure.

It was alot, so naturally your response was to get up and move. It goes without saying, Jungwoo was not letting you go anywhere. Your fiancé’s grip tightening,”Wait! Jungwoo!”, You screamed his name earning a sound of delight from him. His hums sending spine-tingling vibrations through you from your wet core. Begging for something to grip and hold onto, losing your balance—

Jungwoo switches strategies, this time now pressing his soaked muscle into you. His hands pulling you down in a rhythmic pattern causing you to ride his face. Your heavenly sounds satisfying Jungwoo, giving him courage to take it a step further. Extending his arm over past your thigh, giving his hands access to your core.

Jungwoo switches strategies, this time now pressing his soaked muscle into you. His hands pulling you down in a rhythmic pattern causing you to ride his face. Your heavenly sounds satisfying Jungwoo, giving him courage to take it a step further. Extending his arm a bit past your thigh, giving his hands access to your core.

Jungwoo’s fingers pinching, pressing, twisting your clit. You didn’t realize how many times your fiancé’s name fell out of your mouth. Him however, Jungwoo kept count. Speeding up the tempo everytime, your voice angelic moans bounce through your room. You subconsciously grip his hair as you rode his pretty face. Your eyes rolling back, your thighs aching from holding yourself up over his face, losing your balance.

“O-Oh J-Jungwoo..”, you stuttered, ”S-So good..I’m gonna cum-”, you struggled to get out past the cute sounds you were making. Jungwoo, moving his mouth from your hole, and to your clit- sucking it..sending you over the edge. As a response you pulled your beloveds face into you, your juices drenching his lips and chin.

You felt gentle taps from below you. You lift up your hips, giving him room to admire you from below.

"You're incredibly sweet you know that?", Your fiancé affirmed. You look down at Jungwoo, panting, trying to capture your breath. He reaches his hands around you, loosening the threads that held your wrists together.

"Jungwoo..Where did you learn that from?", you asked climbing off of him and off the bed. Suprised your lingerie panties was still intact, especially after that make-out session Jungwoo had with your pussy lips.

Jungwoo getting off the bed, shedding the rest of his clothing. His shoes, socks, pants, underwear, in that order. He chuckled, amused by the tone in which you had asked him, "I just went with the flow~ Besides, a magician never reveals his secrets."

Now leaving the bedroom and going into the bathroom, your curiosity of where your fiancé was going vocalized. "Babe, where are you going?"

Jungwoo reentered your bedroom with multiple small packet in his hand. He smiled, "I can't prepare for my wife?"

"N-No! It's not that..I just thought we were finished", You admitted.. Jungwoo taking a seat before slipping on a condom, then turning to you.

“I do remember hearing you say something along the lines of you missing something of me inside you”,Jungwoo flirted.

“Up until now, I’ve had both my tongue and fingers inside you. All that’s left is..” You gazed at Jungwoo hungrily before quickly looking away. Your fiance approching you, holding your hands ever so gently. He gazes into your eyes, tenderly laying you down on your bed. With him on top of you.

“So? Any requests?”

“Requests?”

He nods, ”On how you want to be pleased tonight?” He waited for your answer, caressing your legs, your laced, gartered, thighs and then...a smack delivered to your butt. You clung to him, yelping with your eyes closed shut.

“I need an answer Mrs. Kim.”

Jungwoo now placing kisses along your wrist, "Okay! Everything.”

He paused, ”Everything?”

With now heavy breathing the anticipation nearly killing you, thighs rubbing together. You eagerly admitted, ”Yes..Passionate, Rough...Gentle, Slow, Fast-” Jungwoo hearing your confession, he fetches your unoccupied hand. Capturing it before pinning it above your head, before spreading your legs. He settles himself between them. In the process of attempting to slide your lace panties to the side, he rips them in the process. You gasp,”Jungwoo! I just bought this!”

He laughs quietly, ”My apologies princess, I’ll buy you a new set.”

He leans in, delicately giving your cheeks love, kissing them. His head teasing your entrance making you grow impatient “Jungwoo..” You murmured. Bucking at him you earned a chuckle from him. “Yes of course my love. As you wish.”

Slowly, the both of you become one. His fingers intertwined with yours. Your head thrown back in delight, as the anticipation was finally put to an end and fulfilled. Jungwoo’s slowly sheathing himself fully inside you, whispering sweet nothings you. His voice husky with desire to please you, desire to make you his fully.

“I’m going to start moving, okay Princess?” You nodded, and soon after sent to pure ecstasy. Your hands in need of something to grab, fists ball up, clutching bed sheets.

“Fuck you’re stunning.”

With your legs draped over your lover’s shoulders, pulling you by your thighs into his chest as he slowly thrusts. His loving yet sharp gaze, so powerful it could burn holes through you. Those slender fingers sliding under your thigh-high, pulling it up a bit; exposing those sexy legs of yours. Jungwoo’s plump, pink lips; They trail kisses along your calf, shin, your knees..even up to your ankle and heels.

Your vision is going fuzzy, watching him, let alone feeling him was starting to do a number on you. While his pretty lips were currently leaving precious marks on your legs, his hips buck. Jungwoo now leaning onto you a little more, releasing your perfect legs and letting them rest on his sides.

"You okay?" You heavy breathing calming down as you come back to reality.

"Y-Yes..I'm fine." He chuckles, "Good because I'm going to go deeper." Jungwoo helps you off your back and into the bed. "On your hands and knees princess."

"Yes Sir.."

Jungwoo positions himself behind you, "You're being obedient now? You don't want to keep the reigns tonight?"

"Jungwoo, If you knew what you looked like in that suit.."

He chuckles, "You're so cute, you know?" Pressing himself to your entrance, he leans over you from behind. His arm, reaching over your body, holding you close. His soft lips trace and kiss the back of your ear.

"Are you ready Princess?", he whispers.

"Yes..Fuck Jungwoo. Yes sir, I need it bad."

"No need for roles anymore Princess, I just want to make love to you."

His tip stroking at your entrance before filling you full again. Your fists ball up, tangled in the sheets. Your face quickly pressed to the sheets in attempt to silence your cries of pleasure. Jungwoo leaned against your body more, looming over your back. Pressing kisses to your back, your shoulders, arms, the back of your neck.

"Are you hiding from me? I want you to be loud Princess. Don't hide your voice tonight."

Jungwoo slips his hand under your chin, forcing you to look ahead of you instead of down. Jungwoo starts moving his hips, this making your jaw drop and exhale with the suprise motion. A sea of swear words fall past your lips, grunts and moans follow behind. Your legs were turning into putty just sitting there as your fiancé fed you sexually. His hand under you, around your waist; holding you as he plays with your clit. His juicy lips mumbling dirty yet sweet words into your shoulder.

"Greedy so greedy. Your body is so clear about what it wants."

You whimper. Jungwoo huffs as he pulls away slowly then quickly plunging himself back into you, Constantly earning moans. "Tell me princess, did you touch yourself when I was absent?" His thrusts speed up slightly making it heard for you to answer..

"Ah..Y-Yes!", you struggled, "I-I tried!"

"Tried? So, you couldn't succeed?"

"N-No."

"Couldn't cum? Mmm, well..Im here to help you," Jungwoo purred in you ear seductivly. The slaming of his hips became heavier, and harder. You drooled at the feeling of his girthy cock repeatedly going deeper in everytime he fucks you. Your knees buckling, shivering every new thrust given to you. You couldn't stay up straight for him.

"J-Jungwoo..My legs– I..."

"Yes love, I understand." In a swift motion, Jungwoo takes a pillow and places it under your hips. This keeping your butt up comfortably. "Relax Love." You nod, letting your body relax as the pillow propped your bottom end up for Jungwoo. Jungwoo, without warning plunged himself back inside you.

You gasped feeling him stretch you out. A hot low moan coming from his lips filling your ears. Jungwoo starts of slow again, then goes faster. Sexy strokes as he fucks you. Feeling your fiancé loom over you, holding your hands down in the process. Those sweet whispers adding fuel to your excited flames.

"Princess..my beautiful princess—" You sighed happily hearing his delicate voice serenading your ears.

"Oh my god—", you cry out slaming your face into the sheets. Jungwoo chuckles, kissing your hair as he slams into you. Your fiancé’s hand once again, under you chin holding your face up.

"Y-You're...so g-good!", you cried

"Really? Want more?"

A minor change in positions takes place. He gets up pulling you by your luscious legs to the end of the bed, leaving your legs off the bed while you bend over the edge of it on your stomach. Jungwoo moves the pillow from your hips, and gives it to you. "Here Princess, you might need this." The sudden change in position drove you crazy. The tip of his beautiful cock constantly kissing your cervix.

"Is it better? Deeper? Huh love?" To fucked up to reply you only responded in the love language of wailing moans. Dicking you down, fucking you into the mattress harder and harder— building that beautiful knot known as an orgasm. Jungwoo curses, slanting down to lick along your spine. His tongue stopping at your shoulders and kissing there as he chased the both of you chased. Jungwoo pulling your hips into his by your garter belt. With no time at all, the garter belt ripped. Jungwoo growls tossing it onto the floor.

"You must love ripping my lingerie— d-dont you..", Past the grunts and moans you manage to make out.

"Princess, it's going to come off sooner or later", he sighed. Your fiancé’s biting down at his lip in an attempt to hold back his cute noises.

"G-Gonna cum pretty girl?"

You nod and Jungwoo speeds up, lifting up your right leg to help him go deeper against that spot.

"Fuck...Fuck, fuck!!", you exclaimed. You reached back, with a hand to attempt and push his hips into yours. Jungwoo only chuckled, removing your slim fingers and pinning them ahead of you.

"Your really itching for this huh?" This time his speed slowed down, but his strokes were harsh. Once again, pulling away slowly then suddenly raming into you. The sound of skin echoing, and bouncing off the walls was discussingly loud. Your eyes rolling back as that knot on the verge of releasing.

Jungwoo, pinching and rubbing your beautiful clit with little more pressure than before. His other hand locking fingers with yours that contained the beautiful ring he had given you. That was the final straw, exactly what you needed. That final reach ecstasy in your sugary sweet rendezvous. Feeling that knot unravel, bringing about a ear-splitting weep as you creamed around your fiancé’s length. Jungwoo fucked into you, until you rode out your glorious climax. He overestimates you in the process of chasing his own. Jungwoo pulled out, yanked the condom off and shot his warm seed on your lower back.

"Y/n? Princess? Baby..You okay?"

With heavy breathing, trying to regain your breath you nod. Not realizing it, but Jungwoo left for a minute to get a warm towel for clean up. The warm towel placed on your mid-back feeling absolutely amazing; resulting in you sinking comfortably into the bed sheets. Then suddenly, there was a quick yet wet feeling pulled in one direction on your lower back.

You gasped,"J-Jungwoo?!" You lifted your head up tempting to look back behind you. You saw him, gorgeous smile spread across his face soon melting into a vampish smile. "Hm? Whats wrong?" You gazed at him, feeling your face heat up, then tried to look at your lower back and once again looking back at your fiancé.

"You..Did you just—"

"What? Lick my cum off of you? Yes.."

"Why did you—"

"Don't act suprised, you should know I'd lick any kind of icing off your body." You turned around burying your flustered expression into the pillow. "Princess..Whats wrong", he asked playfully. Knowing what he had done made you sky he teased you anyway.

"Nothing–", your voice muffled. Still on the edge of the bed your fiancé took notice,"Hey Y/n. Are your legs okay? You haven't moved. Do you need help?" You nod embarrassed, "A little." He chuckled, watching you flip over to your back so he could pick you up bridal style. And he did. In his muscular arm arms, you leaned your head against his broad shoulders.

"Aww, I really done a number on you huh?"

"Hush you", you chirped.

"Yes ma'am ♡" Slowly placing you down on the soft mattress below you. He sat beside you on the bed, massaging your thighs. "How are you feeling y/n? Your legs feeling any better?"

You nodded eyes glued on him, "What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes you Jungwoo..Who else am I talking to hun", you said softly.

"I'm just fine", Jungwoo confirmed. He leaned down to kiss you. That gorgeous black hair posing as curtains, draping down onto your beautiful face. "Want a bath? New sheets?" He asked in a willing voice. "Another Round?", you ask with a Coy face. "Another?"

"Yes please" ,You expressed pulling him down onto the bed. You straddled him, making Jungwoo a little shocked.

"Oh, I thought your legs weren't feeling well?"

"The feeling is gone Hun."

"Taking charge this round?" Your hands on his toned chest and at the ready. Slightly clawing at his pale skin, slowing grinding on him.

"Yeah. Now shut up and let me ride you." You earned a low moan from Jungwoo as he watched your body move with such fluidity.

"Yes Princess ♡"

Written November 2022, Posted May 12th.

(Sorry, its been in my drafts so long and still might not be good with grammar. I will add a few revisions and fix spelling, punctuation later! Thanks!!)

7TH SENSE UNITTT!!

NCT DOJAEJUNG // PERFUME

when i’m celebrating 2025 ot7 bts but get hit with the news that jaehyun’s enlisting november 4th...i had to stop drop and roll for this one bc wdym no more dojaejung

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why perfume is the best kpop release of the year

1). Nobody else is going to deliver that kind of r&b in kpop. 

2). We still got our signature neo chants along with smooth vocals 

3). We love the grown and sexy (looking at you, Can We Go Back and Kiss) 

4). We love a good simp record (DIVE) 

5). THE ROLLOUT!!!!! THEY STYLING!!!! THE PHOTOSHOOTS. 

6). The music video was refreshing in the best way possible. My men were outside mkayyyyy. 

7). I will probably say the next nct release this year is the best kpop release of the year lmfaoooo

I saw dojaejung a few days ago

Okay I think I can finally talk about it now. It’s been a few days and I have finally let it process. 

I went to the fandom party in San Diego and saw NCT DOJAEJUNG ;____ ; <3

The organization of the event was horrid and I think event planners need to do better whenever mixing kpop into their events. Kpop fans can be.... different. But I won’t get into that tonight. 

On to the important parts. 

The party started at 7:00pm and DJJ came on at 10:30pm. Yes, I drank some lol I mean there was an open bar!!! So I was a little lit by the time they came out hehe. The food was really good too!! They had like this mango and crab salad and I was so into it.

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The performance...

I just wanna preface this by saying that I don’t think I’ll ever be this close to them ever again. It was truly an opportunity of a lifetime. I could see them so clearly omg???? And I didn’t even get barricade.

They looked great, seriously unreal. I had a hard time just taking it all in.They talked about 127′s comic book (which I will be buying) as well as 127′s upcoming album. They received soooooo much love. They performed Dive, Kiss, and Perfume (we deserved Can We Go Back) and they did it all flawlessly. Like.....y’all. The crowd went insane for the bridge in Perfume. My videos caught all of it.  So happy there was a good amount of energy. 

It was kinda cute seeing them talk and look slightly nervous because they seemed kinda lost as just the three of them hghghjfgf. I think they are very used to having Mark and Johnny with them in the states. And going from 9 to 3 is very drastic. Jaehyun talked the most and he was very sweet and soft. His dimples are deep as hell. 

But that's all I have to say about this set of neos lol. 

Now on to seeing our neo king and the visions next month! <3

Why do I have to wait a month for these k-pop album releases?!! 😭😒🤣

Just don’t know how long we’ve been waiting for this NCT album 💚

NCT 127 - JAEHYUN

THE WAY IT WAS WRITTEN. JAIL.

make a mess for me -> jung jaehyun (m)

contents: jaehyun x female! reader, smut without plot, no relationship established, riding his abs, pet names, dirty talk (?) wc: 1k

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every sound, sight, and touch is absolutely electrifying. your senses are all heightened, soaking in the details around you and storing them for memory; the dim light in the room that makes your vision foggy, your lips wetly smacking on one another's, breathing each other's air... in this moment, it feels as though the world has completely stopped spinning—just for the two of you.

your head tilts back, body helplessly grinding down to meet his in search of friction. even with the obstruction of his underwear and joggers, you can feel the outline of his entire length sliding up and down your core. his tip presses so wonderfully into your clit each time he rocks his hips, growing harder and harder beneath you.

when you try to speed up your movements, jaehyun tightens his grip on your waist, calming your eagerness—he intends to edge you for as long as he can, until you're squirming above him.

"please, jae-" your high-pitched whine is cut off by his kiss, lips swollen and puffy and pressing against yours with so much fervor.

despite the fact that you're completely naked, sat on his lap and exposed for him to see, jaehyun remains fully dressed. with a pout on your lips, you reach under his shirt and jaehyun leans back so that you can discard it for him easily.

as your eyes dance over his bare torso in awe, the pad of your finger lightly traces each indentation of his muscles, "you're so pretty," you praise, looking at his skin distractedly.

although he appreciates your compliment, he's quick to redirect your attention. jaehyun bucks his hips up, pressing himself directly against your arousal. when you gasp, his lip curls up into a satisfied smirk, hands sliding up to cup your breasts.

"damn, you're so wet,"

you glance down between your legs at the spot where your groins meet, finding that a round, wet stain has darkened the gray material of his pants—a mix of your arousal and his precum. instinctively, your bottom lip tucks into your teeth, and you hiss as he rolls his hips into you again, making the wetness spread more. even then, your hands stay on his stomach, greedily caressing him.

upon noticing your fixation, jaehyun searches for your gaze, "baby?"

you hum in response, looking up to meet his glossed over eyes.

"what're you doing?"

"i wanna try something," you mumble shyly.

he snickers, leaning in to kiss your neck and whisper into it, "what's that, baby?"

"can i-" your voice is breathy and shaky, wavering with nerves, "-can i ride your abs? please?"

for a second, he goes absolutely quiet, leaning back to look at your face again. your cheeks are glowing red in embarrassment, and you're about to take it back when his tongue darts out to wet his lips, eyes watching you through half-lids.

"shit. that's so hot. and you asked so nicely, sweetheart. of course, we can try that." suddenly, he forgets entirely about his plan to edge you, settling contently for being the one who is edged.

he can watch you fall apart above him while he's unable to touch himself? the idea is mouth-watering.

ardently, he lies back with both hands on your ass, guiding you forward so that you hover over his abdomen, flexed and covered with the sheerest layer of sweat.

"i love having you on display like this. fuck, baby, come on," he tugs you down, eager to watch you crumble. hesitantly, you slide against him once, shuddering as your clit makes contact with every ridge and muscle. his breath hitches, watching you with his jaw gone slack.

as if testing the waters, you repeat your actions, letting out the smallest cry of pleasure. jaehyun tries to let you go at your pace and set your own rhythm, especially since this is something you want to try. usually, you let him explore his impulses without protest, so it's only fair that he should do the same for you.

but by the fifth time you rub against him, pretty pussy leaving a glistening wet trail on his skin only to lift back up again, he decides he's had enough.

"you're killing me," he groans. in one smooth gesture, he grabs your forearms and tugs you down to press you flush against him. you let out a moan, obediently moving as you understand that's what he wants.

and god, does it feel so indescribably good, every curb hitting exactly where it needs to. you wanted to watch him beneath you, look into his eyes as you came on top of him, but your eyes are screwed shut instead, and the only thought in your head is why haven't i done this before?

your brow furrows as you pick up speed, sighing out with desperation. jaehyun gazes at you intently, "how does it feel?"

"oh, god, jaehyun. it feels really fucking good."

"keep going, baby. go faster, make a mess for me," he slides hands down your arms until he's linking his fingers with yours, keeping you steady above him as you oblige, grinding your self on him.

the sight of you like this is so obscene and dirty that his dick twitches in his pants; it's begging to be touched, to be sucked in by your tight cunt, but he's enjoying the show you're putting on for him a bit too much to rush you any more than he already has. when he feels you start pulsing against him, his tongue presses into his cheek.

"i'm so close-"

"i feel it baby, i feel you against me. be a good girl and come for me."

in that moment, jaehyun flexes, and you immediately moan out his name, the bliss between your legs so intense that you swear you can see an entire galaxy of stars behind your eyelids. he drops your hands onto his chest where you hold yourself up.

jaehyun grips your thighs and hips like putty, hard enough to leave a bruise. he rocks you, urging you to keep moving until you're so overstimulated that your juices are dripping on either side of him, coating your thighs and wetting the sheets.

"fuck, fuck." you whimper.

your entire being is trembling as you come down, but the boy beneath you gives you no time to recover. his arms wrap around your waist as he flips you over, warm tongue attaching itself to your skin, swiping along the expanse of your collar bones and chest.

"baby, look at what you did to me," he grunts out.

with one hand spreading your legs, the other toying with your nipple, jaehyun presses himself up against you, rutting into your sensitive core and letting you feel just how turned on your little idea made him.

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love this sooo 🥹🫶 even tough its so long but i love it the plot is no boring so i can read them all

Oops, Baby (I Love You)

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

PAIRING: jeong jaehyun x reader

GENRE: modern royalty ; arranged marriage

WORD COUNT: 12.5k+ words

WARNINGS: heavy alcohol consumption, mentions of sleeping pills, food play, oral sex, dirty talks. (the whole fic is romcom slash very fluffy, the only nasty thing here is the smut scene)

SYNOPSIS: you had been living your life as a rebellious and controversial crown princess, now you must face the consequence of purifying your tainted image; marrying the gentle and infamous crown prince of South Korea.

PLAYLIST: Do you hear my heart?

A/N: after weeks of depression episodes what do you call them), I finally got the strength to finish this bad bitch lmao. I know you guys have been waiting so I hope you'll leave your thoughts after? anyways, happy reading!

Everything is spinning and everyone is either two or three. You don't know how much alcohol you've drank but certainly it was enough for you to stumble your way out of the bar, looking for somewhere to puke your guts out.

The intense nausea is already too much for your fucked up body system to accommodate, but the gods and deities thought it's not enough and it'll be perfect if you trip continuously on your Celine Truffle Pointed Heels, possibly damaging it more than you've done to your other shoes. The mask to hide your face is not helping as well.

Someone bumps your side and due to your drunken state, you lose your balance and break one of the heels, sending you to dive to your side. Your eyes shut close as you brace yourself for a painful slam but it never comes. Instead you meet a firm chest hidden underneath a black dress shirt and 2 layers of silver necklaces.

Looking up, through your hazy vision, you see pursed lips and palms up, as if avoiding touching you anywhere. As you step to regain your balance, you trip once again and like a deja vu, the man only lets you use his shoulders and chest to support yourself but never lets his hands touch you.

''You might want to get off of me, Ms…?''

Hearing that voice, a strange sense of familiarity and longing surge to your heart, engulfing it and squeezing it. As if to say, remember it.

''...heart.'' Why is my heart aching?

The man pulls away and observes you, sighing. He clears his throat. ''Sorry, Heart.''

His figure walking away is the last thing you see before your vision blacks out with no guarantee of you being able to recall the events that took place tonight.

Utmost disappointment. Series of distasteful comments. Disapproving reactions. Surely, these aren't the usual feelings of the people towards the soon-to-be-queen of their country but it has been the weekly routine for the people of yours to criticize their sole princess.

''Strip her off the royal titles–! Are these people out of their mind?!'' Your squeal that comes close to a banshee rings across the whole entirety of the bedroom.

''Excuse them, they take after their princess.'' Hiding her giggles behind a fist, Winter scrambles off the bed as you aim to strangle her fragile neck.

Barely dodging your deathly grips by an inch, Winter's yelps bounces off the walls continuously, followed by your irritated shrieks and threatening hands ready to crush your best friend. The chase eventually dies down with the two of you panting, catching your breaths. You pull her short brown locks one last time before jumping on the bed, face down. Winter does the same and lands next to you, arms draping over each other.

A knock disrupts the peaceful atmosphere that engulfs the room, pulling you out of your slumber trance. You knew the pattern of the knock too well. It is practiced by all royal staff to ensure politeness and great manners whenever they are surrounded by royalties and VIPs. Included in training  as per the Queen's request.

The door opens and it reveals a female servant. This one's not yours, judging by the blue brooch. ''Good evening, Your Highness. Ms. Kang wishes to see you in her office right now and orders me to fetch you.''

''And why is that?''

''She said nothing, Ma'am.''

That earns a boisterous laugh from your best friend, alongside a series of claps. ''Goodluck on hearing an hour of scolding, girl.''

Winter sends you a 'fighting' gesture. You give her your middle finger.

The trip to the advisor's office takes a few minutes as the private chambers of the royal members are at the east wing while gatherings, some royal duties, and part where it is open for the public are dealt with at the west side of the palace. You're still not mentally prepared when the wooden entrance makes its way for you. As your eyes meet the pair of the royal advisor, you know you should've prepared yourself much better.

''Good evening, Your Highness. Please do take a seat.''

Albeit it's probably showing on the courtesy of your eyebrows, you still cover your scoff with a cough under your breath. ''Drop the politeness, Eunhye. I don't need it.''

Eunhye removes the newspaper that serves as a hindrance for you to see her expression, and there you spot the disapproving look on her face. You shrug inwardly. What's new? You suppose people in their late 30s are quite uptight. Or it's just your former babysitter.

Kang Eunhye used to play with you a lot during your childhood whenever you and your friends didn't have a playdate. You should've known she was going to take up her late mother's position when Eunhye often disappeared after the death of the former royal advisor. That was when she started changing and became more strict with you.

''You don't need it, you say? Good. Because I don't perceive it as necessary when I tell you Her Majesty had gone haywire by yet another scandal of her sole heir that she asked me to not let you out of the palace if it's not for your studies or royal duties.''

''–what?! That's absurd!''

''Oh I think it's a light punishment for a scandal involving participating in a brawl, breaking the nose of a commoner and almost ending up in jail. Mind you, this happened in front of a controversial bar! And to top it all off, it hasn't been a week since you were caught sleeping in the streets because your drunk ass couldn't help yourself up!''

You scratch your head. ''...well, if the bodyguards came–''

''They would've if you didn't switch clothes with a random woman and make them follow her thinking it was you! Do you know they got suspended and will not receive a portion of their salary because of what YOU did? It's only because of the King that they were spared from getting fired.''

''Not my fault that the guards you hired were fools and easily deceived. They should've recognized my figure even with different clothes.''

''They are bodyguards. Not your devoted fans–,'' Eunhye sighs. ''Your Highness.''

A moment of silence travels along the soundwaves of the room decorated with blue.

''Okay…? What do you want me to do, then? Public appearances? Press conference?''

Eunhye, knowing her ways, will probably advise you to address the issue, apologize for the things that you don't even regret to pacify the netizen. And because they most likely (definitely) won't buy your fake ass apology statement and continue to terrorize you on social media, your schedule will be packed with attending public events to show your 'genuineness'.

You've done this routine more times than the royal court approves so you know what to expect. In fact, you already have a few suggestions ready on which events will possibly dust bits of dirt on your name. You know this like the back of your hand.

The Queen enters. ''No.''

Apparently, you don't..? 

The moment your mother opens her mouth, you feel as if a myriad of buckets of icy water washes over you.

''You will marry a gentleman with a clean image. By then, you will be seen with great influence and garner people's love.''

Once. Twice. You slap yourself three more times but you don't wake up from this nightmare. Winter only looks at you pitifully while chewing her steak.

''Darling, would you please stop hurting yourself?'' A lovable tone is evident from the King's voice, accompanied by a concerned stare.

You sigh but the stabs of your fork through your own steak doesn't stop. ''Marry a gentleman.. I can't fucking believe this.''

''Language.'' The Queen says firmly. ''I apologize for getting ahead of you. I suppose you don't fancy a gentleman?''

''You apologize for assuming my preference but not for taking away my freedom..?''

''Do you wish to marry a lady, then?''

Silence fills the table. You sigh. ''Honestly? Anything would be fine.''

Your mother mums. ''Very well, then. You will be meeting your fianceé in 3 days–''

''–as long as I get to choose who I am marrying.''

''That won't be possible. The person needs to have the most influence and power among your age. The gender will be the only thing we can let you choose.''

''You don't have problems with having a queer princess?''

The Queen frowns. ''Of course, why would we? It is neither a crime nor a sin.''

Your father then nods. ''The royal court fully supports it since two decades ago.''

''But not the 'choosing your own lover'?'' You can only shake your head. You turn to the maid nearby. ''Please bring this to my room, I'll eat there instead.''

Everyone watches you in silence. No one at the table dares to scold you for your behavior.

''She has the rights to be upset this time.'' The King comments.

''Yes, she does.'' The Queen agrees.

Winter warily looks around, pursing her lips as she raises her hand. ''Uhm.. Your Majesty?''

''Yes, Lady Minjeong?''

Winter winces at the mention of her government name. ''As your daughter's best friend, will it be possible for me to know who she'll be marrying?''

Smiling, the King snaps his finger. ''Ah.. let's see if the future lover would pass the best friend's vibe check.''

His husband sends him a curt glance. ''Don't ever try to use generational phrases, it doesn't suit you. Back to Lady Minjeong, yes, it is possible. Would you like to know now?''

''A-already? I thought you're still looking through the profiles?''

''We have tons of staff, Lady Minjeong.''

''Right, I forgot about that.'' Winter sheepishly smiles.

''I'll excuse myself then. I have an appointment with a VIP in an hour, I have to go.'' Just as the husband and wife head towards the exit of the dining hall, the Queen turns. ''It is Prince Jaehyun of South Korea. A good man and the best one for the princess.''

''None on twitter. Nadda on instagram. Nothing on their official website. Heck, there's not even a single picture on google! Does this Prince Jaehyun even exist?'' Winter exclaims as she continues to scroll on her phone.

Frowning, you throw a pillow in her direction. ''Let the others hear your whining and they'll think you have a crush on my soon-to-be-fianceé. Why are you so interested in him?''

''Well, duh! You're literally marrying him, that's enough reason for me to get curious! The question here is why are YOU not interested?''

''I'm more interested in that man at the bar.''

''You should give some! This is the person you'll be spending your life with we're talking about!''

Scoffing, you tug the ends of her hair. ''Will you stop saying I'll marry him? The engagement will be called off sooner than mom and dad can even realize it's coming.''

Winter gasps dramatically and shots up to sit. ''What if it's some old man with a stinky smell and white hair? Oh my god what if Her Majesty agreed to marry you off to some ugly ass 50 year old man for the sake of the country's betterment?!''

Threatening to punch her if she doesn't stop with the overthinking, Winter zips her mouth as she decides to scroll on her phone once again.

You sigh. ''Pretty sure, Mom wouldn't do that, right? I mean she said something about being the best out of the people among our age so..''

''Huh, look at this.''

Winter crawls to you from the part of the she is lying, hands careful not to swipe her screen and risk refreshing the page. You squint your eyes to see.

PANN:

Crown Prince Jaehyun Once Again Stuns The People Of South Korea With His Amazing Visuals.

[ +217, -5 ] It's a shame that we're not allowed to post a photo of him on the internet. How am I supposed to stare at his face for a long time then? How am I supposed to appreciate and share his beauty?

[ +190, -3 ] Daebak! The royal family just visited our village and the rumors weren't lying when they said Prince Jaehyun is handsome ahwksjskww. He's like a walking statue!

[ +165, -20 ] I would die for a man like Prince Jaehyun. Very gentleman and polite. One time, I was with my niece when I met him and the youngest prince in a mall. My niece really wanted the toy car but Prince Jaehyun and Prince Jaemin got the last one before use but they still gave it to my niece.

[ +132, -56 ] Heol ㅋㅋㅋ Of course he would say that, he has an image to keep up! Royalties would try to polish their personalities in public often because they can't afford to lose the trust of the people. It's so fucking dumb how you think the prince acts that way because that just how he is and not because he has an image to take care of.

[ +122, -13 ] The comment above lolol. You're just jealous that the prince has everything you don't; looks, manners, and brains ㅋㅋㅋ

[ +84, -7 ] I don't think Prince Jaehyun does it because people are watching him. I've seen him lecture Prince Jaemin about how he shouldn't expect to get what he wants every time and mind you no one was inside our store that time as our store isn't quite popular so he couldn't be doing it for his image. I feel like Prince Jaehyun is genuine!

[ +65, -5 ] Didn't a lot of people see him wearing clothes with no brands? And that he has a good relationship with the youngest prince? Idk about you but I'd say that speaks a lot about him.

[ +52, -3 ] I've met Prince Jaehyun a lot of times, the only thing I could say is; 'Ultimately Prince-Like'! Handsome and tall, like he's written by Taylor Swift ㅋㅋㅋ. Prince Jaehyun is a dream *three heart emojis*

As you read over the first comment again, the curve on your forehead only deepens. They are not allowed to post a photo of their prince? Then, that would explain the lack of appearance of the royalty everywhere on social media. This pricks your interest. 

''That's a bit.. odd. They forbid any pictures of that prince from getting uploaded.''

''I know right! It's strange. Why would they hide the prince's face if he's truly handsome like the people said?''

You suck the top of your teeth. ''Maybe he's actually ugly and those that say otherwise were paid people. Or probably royal staffs ordered to spread some good words about their prince.''

''Why are you so hell-bent in making him ugly? Can't accept that your parents actually chose someone handsome, rich, and has good personality?''

Shaking your head, you wave your hand dismissively. Oh how you wish you could swipe off that annoying smirk on Winter's face. Is there a rule saying a princess can escape any law including those that involves unaliving a certain daughter of a duke? Hopefully, there is!

If, miraculously, your parents bring that man from the bar to you and arrange him to a marriage with you, maybe then you'll agree to tie up the knot at such a young age. In fact, you might even drop down to your knees and serve him–

The alcohol, or lack thereof, is definitely not good for you.

With the news of your engagement being released plus the anger from the people that is far from dwindling anytime soon, Winter didn't think twice to join you when the idea of getting drunk comes up. There's nothing better than drowning yourself in alcohol after constantly having to deal with the disappointed people of your country.

However, the night is just near getting young when your personal bodyguards dragged you and your best friend out of the bar. It is said that the royal advisor ordered them to do so but your mother was the root. It angered you to the core. They took your freedom of marrying someone you truly love and now, they're depriving you of coping with it as well? How controlling.

Winter was sent home right after both of you got howled back to the royal car. A couple of warnings from the Duke to his daughter and you know something is off. 

Winter's father isn't one to indulge himself in his daughter's vices. Sure, he keeps tabs on her every now and then but the Duke of Boryeong never attempts to control Minjeong as if some kind of robot, lest he suffers from the wrath of Duchess of Boryeong.

You could only wish your own parents did the same. Maybe they will. If you beg for a couple of days in front of the palace while dawning your white hanbok like those korean historical films that Winter likes to watch.

Shutting the car door close, you pass a whisper of 'thank you' to the driver before striding inside the palace. There aren't many people aside from those guarding the entrance which is why you don't find the need to be extra careful on your way. Being free from the shackles of aches caused by your heels is the only thing on your mind.

Just as you turn a corner, straight down the hall that leads to the dining area– you collide with someone. It'll send you a few steps backwards if it's not for the grip on your blazer. Your vision clearing takes a couple of seconds, courtesy of being tipsy from your previous activity.

''Is everything alright?'' A rather soothing yet deep voice asks you, hands already back on his sides.

Your attention diverts to the man that steadies you. Sharp cheekbones in contrast to the soft jawline, almond eyes, and a slightly chapped lips. You wonder if they're naturally pink or the color comes from cosmetic products.

''Your Highness–'' Eunhye appears out of thin air and your bodies separate right as the royal advisor sets her eyes on you. 

Your Highness? Who could this be?

''Ah, I see, you've met each other already. Shall we take this to the dining..? Her Majesty awaits alongside the King and Queen of South Korea.''

No words are exchange between you. Silence fills the air. Clicking of heels appearing every now and then until they reach where your parents and the leaders of South Korea chatters. Everyone stands before their seats at the sight of two crown heirs.

You might be rebellious but no way you're gonna forget the basic manners each person should possess. Doing a brief curtsy, you earn a loving smile from the Queen of South Korea. It radiates warmth and comfort. 

The man beside you does a bow as well that makes his body fold to a 90 degrees. It was too formal for your liking. Too ancient royalty. Too prince-like. So this is what the mysterious prince of South Korea looks like. Somehow, it irks you to the bones.

Gritting your teeth, you sit at the right side of your father after exchanging pleasantries. Each person that occupies the seats of the table starts to dig in as they begin to discuss the matter which you assume is about your issue.

You thought you could go through this dinner in peace until the conversation, courtesy of your mother, diverts to you.

''I've seen the news but it doesn't bother me at all. The princess is merely having fun, just like those around her age do. I, myself, have gone through that phase. '' Queen Miyoung laughs softly. ''The Crown Princess is only at the wrong place, at the wrong time. We used to get in trouble for sneaking out often before as well, isn't that right?''

With the amount of times you've gotten snapped by the paps and you were caught doing shits that is considered inappropriate behavior for a royalty like you— surely, it's not a coincidence anymore. Ever since your first scandal came up, the media that follows your every step doubles. They are always hungry for a headline. And you cannot deny the fact that you're giving them a reason to use you as one.

Your mother reciprocates her friend's chuckles, shaking her head as they recall their memories during when they were your age. Surprisingly, there's a relief inside you. Well, at least the Queen of South Korea doesn't think you're a defect in the royal family.

''I think the wild-like personality of our dear perfectly contrasts the gentle and tame personality of Prince Jaehyun, which is a charming point that the people will eventually love once they got to know about this marriage.'' Your mother adds. 

Balling up your fist, you had to bite the insides of your cheeks to prevent your eyes from rolling.

''Oh absolutely!'' Queen Miyoung places a hand on her son's shoulder, a smile once again appearing on her captivating features. ''My son here is known in our country as someone who is compassionate, emphatic, and humble. Talented on top of that as well!''

Adoration paints your mother's face. ''So I've heard. I feel assured that someone like Prince Jaehyun will be taking care of my daughter.''

''Please, Your Majesty, you can just call me Jaehyun.''

The velvety voice swoons the hearts of the Queen. ''Alright, alright. My heart is beaming at the thought of having you as my son-in-law soon, Jaehyun.''

What the hell? What did this Jaehyun do for him to gain the favor of those around him? Even your father is nodding and smiling in approval as he shares a conversation with this insufferable prince! 

''Humor me, Jaehyun.'' Your father speaks. ''What do you do as a hobby?''

Probably plan how he can convince everyone with that fake ass personality lol.

Jaehyun pats the napkin on his lips before replying. ''Not much, Sir. I indulge myself in music instruments and sometimes, I also sing for fun.''

Did he do his research? That's your father's favorite pastime!

''Ah, singing! If you didn't know, that's one of the things I like the most especially if I'm consumed with boredom.''

Your mother nods. ''Catch him singing while signing papers at his office. Or while feeding our dogs.''

Chuckles blooms on the table.

''Maybe if we have enough time, you could sing for us?'' Your mother suggests as the others agree. 

Jaehyun shakes his head with a fist hiding his smile. ''I'm not great at singing but I'll make sure to prepare once that time comes.''

Acting humble now, eh? He doesn't have to prepare because you'll make sure that time won't come. The skin on your forehead creases even before you could stop it. This is stressing you out more than you anticipated.

Deciding to release your stress on something else, you proceed to harshly cut your Sole Meuniére with the knife prepared by the kitchen staff all the while pursing your lips. Poor innocent Mr. Fish, suffering from the wrath of a princess.

Operation: Stopping the wedding! Step 1, do things that will turn him off. Forking the sea creature's meat, you make sure to chew extra loudly, looking straight at Jaehyun's eyes as you open your mouth every now and then while munching. Surely, anyone would grimace at the sight of chewed fish meat inside one's mouth and at the sound it makes.

Anyone, Prince Jaehyun not included. You slow down the movement of your jaw when the man only sports a brief squint of his eyes before turning away, as if he didn't see the disgusting view you just showed him. Is he not disgusted? Hah! Maybe this is how he actually chews when there's no people around so he's not bothered by it. That's right!

You nod subtly at the voices in your head, gulping the food down when it starts to feel a little weird on your tongue. Reaching for the glass of water, you sip the liquid to tend your throat.

''So about the wedding next week–''

The people gasp, your father standing up from his seat. Series of coughing sounds emit from you as you pat your chest continuously.

''I'm sorry– the water went down the wrong pipe.'' You face towards the other way while massaging your throat, your back getting tapped by your father.

What were they thinking, mentioning that fucking wedding while eating? What if you die from choking? Far-fetched, but you don't cross out the possibilities anyway.

Clearing your throat, you give them a smile after fixing yourself. ''Did I hear it right? The wedding is next week? Isn't that quite fast? We're not chasing a due date here. Plus, we haven't even announced an engagement yet. I'm sure the people will be shocked if I'm suddenly married or engaged in just a matter of days. I suggest prolonging the engagement for– let's say.. a month? I think that would be realistic enough.''

King Jaekyung sends you a grin. ''Dear, your engagement is trending on social media platforms as we speak.''

''W-what?''

You quickly fish out your phone. You don't even have to search either your name or Jaehyun's because an article about your engagement pops up the moment the app loads.

JUST IN: The Crown Princess Revealed To Be Engaged To The Crown Prince of South Korea

After getting involved in numerous issues, the Crown Princess had dropped off the limelight for a few days only to surprise us with an amazing news. According to the exclusive interview held two days ago, Her Highness shyly reveals that the reason for her disappearance on the radar is because a certain man snatches her focus with a shiny ring!

The princess happily shares that she and Prince Jaehyun, Crown Prince of South Korea, have been in a healthy relationship for 4 years now and still going strong. During the early months of dating, the two royalties express their worries about causing an unnecessary ruckus and heartbreaks if they ever go through a break up. According to Her Highness, a stable relationship wasn't exactly guaranteed as they live in different countries and have heavy responsibilities as the future leaders which is why they avoided letting the people know about their romance until they are sure that they can handle the consequences all at once.

''The country had been experiencing some serious issues back then so when Jaehyun and I started to get in touch, we decided not to make it public immediately. Not only were we just starting but we also didn't want to stir another headline if we ever broke up. We were teenagers 4 years ago, we were kids. We know that we are bound to make mistakes but as the future leaders of our countries, adding our childish break up to the countries' problems isn't something that we desire. Thankfully though, our relationship stayed strong and sturdy. There were a few fights here and there, of course, but Jaehyun and I remained understanding with each other. Those years were the reason why I didn't hesitate to say yes when he proposed to me. It was just the two of us, no cameras, no media, no other people. Saying this might be off to some but I was glad that only the both of us got to witness it. As someone who lives in front of the camera and prying eyes, we enjoyed the privacy and intimacy we had during the proposal. We initially didn't plan to have our wedding soon but we figured that there's no point in prolonging what's been a long time coming. Our love kept us intact throughout the years and until now, I could say that I'm still very much and deeply falling in love with him.'' said the Crown Princess.

Furthermore, Prince Jaehyun also shared that one of the reasons that he hid his face was to protect his relationship with his future lover, now Crown Princess. Show more…

''I don't– I don't remember getting interviewed for this...''

The Queen massages your shoulder. ''That's the power of influence, love.''

A shrieking scream jostles Winter in her bed despite being on the other line. Rubbing her ears, Winter felt as if her eardrums got busted just now. She munches on her cookies while she waits for you to be finished with all your screaming and throwing angry punches at the poor teddy bear beside your pillows.

The screeching stops. You look at Winter through the screen of your phone. ''Humor me.''

Eyes boring to you, she didn't stop licking the crumbs that were left on her fingers. ''What is it?''

''Making up stories about my supposed relationship with that man was one thing, but seriously? Telling the whole country I'm still fucking falling in love? Deeply even!''

You hear your bestfriend giggle. ''You think them making everyone think you're smitten with a man is worse than creating fake ass stories about your love life?''

''Well, Isn't it?''

''You're unbelievable.''

''Tell me something I don't know.'' Getting off your bed, you head out of the room. ''Anyways, text you later.'' Blowing her a kiss, the call ended just as you jog down the stairs.

It's been three days since you last saw that prince and those days might be the happiest of your entire life, sans the nags from your mom to get closer with that twat. For a few suns, you've surprisingly experienced peace.

However, it didn't last a long time. It seems like when God precipitated a rain of misfortunes, you were in the middle– swimming in it. Instead of peacefully staying at the palace just like you had always done, you received the news saying you'll move to a place– an apartment. And you received it through waking up one day and seeing them packing your things without even asking your permission. You were asking yourself whether it's real, or it's just a figment of your imagination as sleep still buzzed in your veins.

Now, what's so unfortunate about having your own place? Jeong Jaehyun, is what's unfortunate. You won't forget that infuriating smirk that he sports as he watches you glare at the boxes in the living room, boring holes in them. Complaints start to spill out of your mouth in a whisper despite being in the same space with him in just a matter of an hour.

Dividing the closet and choosing bedrooms is a nightmare. Everyone knows you've got things enough for 3 people, including your heels collection. Storing your possessions requires a big space, but Jeong Jaehyun thought it was a great idea to upped you and place his stupid rubber shoes (or sneakers) collections first without leaving any space for your heels.

Jaehyun stands by the door, leaning on the frame with his arms crossed as he witnesses you turn into some kind of witch, casting different spells, desperate to cast his annoying ass away. It's so comical that it had Jaehyun's shoulder shake as he stifles his laugh. A witch with a collection of heels? Truly, one of a kind.

''Let's split them, Jeong. You take the right side, I'll take the left.''

''No can do.''

''The fuck? Are you expecting me to leave my babies on the floor?''

Jaehyun quirks a brow. ''What's so bad about that? I'm sure your 'babies' will not mind where they are placed, nonetheless.''

''Well, I do!''

The prince turns his heels, but before walking away, he looks at you over his shoulder. ''Learn to take a no, witch.''

''W–what? A fucking what? Hey! Jeong, you jerk– get back here and repeat what you said! Oh you piece of– you did not just say what I heard you said.''

Needless to say, the night ended with you cackling like the devil you are in your room while Jaehyun stays at the kitchen, pressing a cold compress to his skin, hissing. This should go away by tomorrow, or he wouldn't be able to explain how he got a faint mark of slippers on his forehead. Prepare a protective gear if he wants to taunt a witch, Jaehyun notes.

Operation: Stopping the wedding! Step 2, piss the fuck out of him like he does to you.

Being the menace that he is, Jeong made it his daily errand to annoy the hell out of you. His day wouldn't go by without doing things that ticks you off so much you just wish something important would come up in Korea so Jaehyun would be obligated to leave your country and magically stay there for good. 

Example no.1, the cookies you baked for yourself.

''Jeong, where's the cookies?''

''What cookies?''

''The ones in the tray. On the countertop.''

''I don't know no cookies.''

The crumbs on the corner of his lips says otherwise. You waited for half an hour to eat that!

''You– Jeong!!''

Example no.2 followed not long after. You were running late for a hang out with Winter as you couldn't find your today's pick of pair of heels. No, you wouldn't leave this apartment until you find that very pair. Your outfit won't look put together if you wear a different one.

A quarter before 9 PM, you still haven't found the shoes. Did you perhaps leave it at the palace? That couldn't be! You swear you saw it yesterday. Going back and forth to the walk-in closet, living room, and your bedroom– you're this close to tearing your hair apart and turning the whole apartment upside down.

Your phone pings and displays Winter's message. ''Fuuuck, where did I put that?''

Washing your hands over your face, you tilt your head upwards as you let out an exasperated sigh, stomping your feet in annoyance. When you open your eyes, you see the shoes you had been looking for the past 30 minutes. At the ceiling. Where the broken ceiling fan used to be.

How the hell did that even get— You recall seeing Jaehyun standing on a ladder this morning, saying something about fixing the fan.

''JEONG JAEHYUN, YOU FUCKER!!''

Boisterous laughter echoes from the bastard's room.

You still haven't recovered from the heels incident when example no.3 shows itself.

Hammered from drinking all night long after getting your hands on your shoes, you are swaying and tripping as you reach the apartment, slurring your nonsensical words. You don't know how, but you got home safely anyway. A hangover was expected yet it is harsher than you thought it would be.

''Ah fuck..'' You hold your pounding head.

Heading towards the kitchen, you fend your drying throat some water. Washing yourself is not on the list as you change out of your black bodycon dress and fit yourself into an oversized hoodie and sweatpants. You jog out of the building after fighting the urge to throw up the elevator and arrive at the convenience store in no time, your breath that reeks of alcohol be damned.

Picking up a few items for your hangover didn't take long, the cashier is already punching them a few minutes upon your arrival.

''You..''

You bore your eyes to the cashier. ''Yes?''

''...Nothing, Ma'am.'' He then proceeds to tell you the total of what you bought.

There's no further exchange between the two of you after that, so when you get your plastic bag, you walk back to your apartment. As you prepare yourself some cup noodles, you tilt your head, tsking.

Is it just you or the cashier has been giving you some looks? You might be suffering from a headache but pretty sure, you're sober enough to notice the subtle glances the cashier has been giving you. Did you do something stupid again last night? But Eunhye would be calling you first in the morning if you did. Maybe he recognizes your face? The country's princess' face is plastered everywhere. 

''Whatever. Why am I even thinking about it?'' Ever since the engagement, you noticed that you became more cautious in your actions. The streets say the lioness got tamed by a prince. You say you just learned your lesson not to underestimate your mother's punishments.

Staring at your food, your bladder got triggered at the sight of the soup. Peeing what's probably the alcohol in your system, you stand before the sink to wash your hands. And when you look up, you feel an overwhelming surge of emotion.

You are shocked. You are angry. You want to hide yourself from embarrassment. You want to punch the wall. And on top of that, you desire to unalive a royalty, preferably a crown prince that comes from South Korea.

A smile that appears to stretch the ends of your lips. A massive black dot on your nose and cheeks. Two big horns at the top of your eyebrows.

''JEONG JAEHYUN YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD!!''

There were a lot of pranks that Jaehyun had played, with big ones not failing to show up each week. Hiding your charger. Stealing your snacks. Mismatching your socks. And many more that ruin your day so often that the second thing you'd do after waking up is checking for the prank that the prince had done for the day. You are frustrated. And it's not like you to let these kinds of things pass without getting back. This time, you're making sure he'll order to stop the wedding and regret messing with you.

Shuffling in her bed, Winter huffs. ''What do you want?''

''Help me curate a list of the most infuriating pranks.''

Your best friend frowns. ''What for? Are you turning to a kid now? Or perhaps, you're..'' Then she gasps. ''You're carrying a kid?!''

''..The fuck?'' How did she even come up with that conclusion?

''Isn't that what happens when two people who hate each other's guts live under the same roof? Like enemies to lovers!''

You scoff. ''I told you to stop watching kdramas.''

''I'm Korean, duh!'' Winter rolls her eyes. ''Don't forget I'm still upset you took a long time before telling me you literally moved in with your fianceé.''

''Well now you know, and I'm asking for help so I could escape this hellhole.''

''Wait– so you're telling me to suggest pranks in order for you to move out? How does pranking even equals to that?''

Giving her a bored stare, you click your tongue. ''I'll piss the hell of out him, he won't be able to sleep properly at night.''

Winter squeaks. ''You're pranking the prince–?!''

''Yeah, no shit. Who else would it be?''

''Never thought I'd to live the day I'll see you getting on prank wars with your fianceé.''

''Yadda yadda. Just help me with it, please.'' Winter fake gags as she watches you bat your eyes at her.

''Promise me when you get in trouble, my name won't get drag.''

''You're my ride or die, though..''

''...''

''...''

''...Fine.''

''Yay!!''

Jaehyun passes the clock a glance. He's up early so he doesn't have to worry about getting late to his appointment for the day. His footsteps ring from his bedroom, eventually transfering to the kitchen. Just as Jaehyun reaches out for a mug, a container catches his attention.

''Made too much, you can eat it if you want.'' The sticker on it says.

His eyes must be playing with him. What has gone to the witch? Should he be scared? Although overthinking aside, you mentioned that you only made more than enough for one person, hence giving it to him. Welp, free breakfast for him then.

Sitting down, Jaehyun takes off his coat lest he stains it minutes before he attends an appointment. The lid clicks open and his nostrils hit with an appetizing scent of eggs and bacons. There's some rice and tomatoes on the side as well.

Biting the bacon along with rice, Jaehyun chews slowly, checking out the taste. He then hums, figuring out there's nothing to be afraid of. They taste like what they should've been. Strangely, Jaehyun thinks it tastes more delicious.

Today, you are not at the unit as it is the start of your 'redeeming reputation' era. Jaehyun ponders what you're doing right now. Are you sleepy? He heard you talking to your friend at 2am. Have you eaten breakfast properly? You eat a little in the morning. Are you having fun? Or you're just pretending to be? You don't fancy gatherings unless it's with people you are close to.

Jaehyun doesn't know when he started thinking of you, he just catches himself wondering what you're up to often. Is he catching feelings? Is he getting infatuated? Jaehyun doesn't think much of it. If he's developing feelings, then so be it. Would it be bad for him to harbor romantic feelings for his–

Saliva lands everywhere on the counter as Jaehyun launches forward, spitting what he ate at the empty spot of his plate. ''What the fuck..?''

Using a fork, he pokes the egg, turning it sideways, up and down. The food breaks down with all the movement, revealing the receipt that left an overly salty taste on Jaehyun's buds.

Fishing out his phone, he snaps a picture of the devil food in front of him before sending it to you, uncaring if it looks disgusting and all chewed up.

JH: What the hell is this?

Not even a minute, you reply. As if you've been waiting for him to message you.

You: Uh.. egg? Duh.

Jaehyun clicks his tongue.

JH: I know it's a goddamn egg. Why the fuck does it have clumps of rock salts in it? We put iodized, not the huge ones.

You: Heh. *Tongue out and eyes shut closed tightly emoji*

Jaehyun gulps down his water alongside his irritation, eyebrows meeting each other. He tries to settle for the bacon and rice but the demonic egg fucked up his taste buds and now, he can't enjoy his breakfast. Jaehyun should've known his fate was written the moment he decided to prank you.

Little did the royalty know, it was just the start of his road to slow death. Starting from the salty as fuck eggs, Jaehyun soon finds out you took the remote of the TV and so he couldn't watch the movie he had been waiting for since the announcement of its release date, unfortunately Jaehyun is not one to remember his passwords– he couldn't log in on his mobile phone.

What comes next is the kitchen sprinklers. You must've noticed Jaehyun cooks his own food from thereon (the egg incident) and figures out it'll be a good idea to use it against him. Jaehyun didn't see the lack of labels on the sprinklers, and with his hands already memorizing the placement of herbs and spices, Jaehyun grabs what he knows is the right one. Long story short, the prince opts for food delivery as his kimchi jjigae was for the ants. It was like the demon egg all over again, except this time, it was fucking sweet.

3 days later, when Jaehyun's favorite sneakers went missing, he knew he hadn't misplaced them. Is he unlucky that you're out of the city to do your princess duties? Maybe. Is he gonna let this piss him off? No, that means satisfying your goals. This is nothing, Jaehyun can search for it, surely it's somewhere in the house.

Wrong. Well, it is in the area of the house but it's not in the house. Guess where Jaehyun found his fucking sneakers? On the fucking rooftop. How did you even put that there, he doesn't have a clue. In the end, Jaehyun had to climb a ladder and fell once at the third step (he's quite clumsy, yes) before retrieving his shoes.

As Jaehyun sits through a meeting in a stained white (or should he say pink) dress shirt, he is surely determined to get that win back

Acting civil with your fianceé is something you didn't expect after a constant back and forth of ruining each other's day, but you suppose it's only appropriate in a dinner with the family of both sides. Royals like meals as family bonding it seems, not that you know. Or do your parents consider discussing country matters on dinners as one?

Sipping your champagne, you hum quietly at the taste, too busy in your own world to listen to whatever conversation they are having at the other side of the table. That is until your father softly calls your name. You turn to him and pay attention.

''How's your appearances doing so far?''

''Good, I guess..? If it's not, Eunhye won't let me rest for a day or two.''

It's not like the King and Queen only orders you to help in charities and orphanages solely for building a good reputation for you, they also genuinely care about the unfortunate.

''That's great to hear then.'' Queen Miyoung smiles. And even though you're once struck by her beauty, it doesn't sit well with you.

''Hmm?''

What your mother says next emits a confused look from you. ''Prince Jaehyun will be accompanying you in every schedule, especially those that involves the media.''

You frown. ''But I thought it was for my image? Why would I need him to come with me?''

''Because once people see you getting along with your husband, moreover someone known for his kind and compassionate personality, it'll be easier to convince them that you've changed. Prince Jaehyun will be a great help to you.''

Seeing the grin that the man in front of you is not-so trying to hide, you clench your fist around the cutleries. How irritating.

''It was all thanks to the Prince for he voluntarily comes forward to join you on your appearances including those that does not involve medias.''

So the suffering you'll experience for the following weeks was his idea?

Squinting your eyes at the prince, you reach your foot forward, your face remains unchanging. You observe Jaehyun who's happily eating his food for a few seconds before smirking and stomping down on his foot hard enough to make it hard for him to hide his pathetic whimper.

Concern and worries are thrown at him but he dismisses them with his usual flower smile. Jaehyun then looks at you, his eyes diverting your subtly hidden fist, gesturing to punch him as a representative for your irritation at him. Jaehyun tongues his cheek and chuckles. He dares to fucking chuckle?!

Why is he smiling as if he won the olympics? Why is he so smug about this? And more importantly, why is your heart racing as you stare at the dimples shyly peeking out?

You yelp as you accidentally bite your tongue. Before you could even reach for yours, Jaehyun shoves his glass of water to your hands. Everyone is looking at the exchange, you have no choice but to accept his offer. You wanted them to believe this marriage fell apart naturally, and not because you sabotaged it. Though, you plan on doing the latter.

King Jaekyung's snicker rings on your ears. ''Ah, it seems like the two have been getting along. Perhaps the shared apartment was indeed a great idea.''

Your mother follows right after, clapping lightly. ''Right, right. Look at them, treating each other like real lovers. I'm not gonna be surprised if they themselves request for the wedding to be done soon.''

''How lovely. Are you alright though, darling? What has caused you to bite your tongue?'' Queen Miyoung worries.

''It's noth–''

''She was too busy staring at my face, Mom.'' Now, what the flying fuck is this motherfuck trying to play?

Queen Miyoung squeaks. ''Is that so?''

''Yes– my fianceé here even once said I'm too handsome, I could be up as an exhibit in Louvre.''

You give Jaehyun a smile so sarcastic he will know to run for his life the moment you two get out of here. The other people in the room thought it was a smile fondness instead. While Jaehyun sends you a finger heart, you itch to send him the middle finger.

Your mother shares a giggle with Mrs. Jung. ''Ah.. young love.''

Jaehyun earns another stomp.

Days after the dinner with the Kings and Queens sees you and Jaehyun in a kindergarten wearing pink white polka dots aprons. The little humans cheer as their teacher announces that they'll be designing their own cakes today with the help of the visitors. Visitors being you and Jaehyun.

Raising a piece of fruit, you snatch the kids' attention. ''Who wants some strawberries?'' 

''I want to! I want–!'' Little Seol-a makes grabby hands to you, making you chuckle.

''Okay, okay. Say ah..'' Popping the strawberry in Seol-a's mouth, you receive a cute giggle and 'thank you' from the little girl.

As the teacher announces the start of the making, everyone quickly gets to work, eager to create their most beautiful versions of cakes. Since you also have a cake to decorate, you only look at the kids every now and then, checking up on them. So far, everyone's doing good.

A high-pitched voice calls you. ''Can you please help me with the icing..?''

Smiling, you leave your seat and transfer beside Mina. ''What should we do?''

''I want it pink like Seol-a's, it's so pretty!''

Mina's words pull Seol-a out of her focus, turning to the two of you. Seol-a purses her lips. ''But I'm making it for my mommy. Does your mommy likes pink too?''

Mina looks down and her eyebrows crease in thinking. ''No. My mama likes blue, I think..''

Watching the exchange, you could tell that Seol-a doesn't want to tell Mina off but at the same time, she doesn't want her friend to do exactly the same as she's decorating hers specifically at the thought of her mom.

You decide to step up. ''Then, Mina, would you like yours to be blue?''

Mina ponders for a second before nodding, smiling a bit. ''Okay..''

Seol-a perks up. ''Mina! I'll be pink and yours will be blue, and then let's decorate it the same so our mommies would get matching cakes!''

Mina lights up at what she heard. She will have a matching cake with Seol-a, yet also have her own version. The two girls squeals at the cute teddy bears and gushes over the pastel colors their cakes will be. You smile in adoration.

Minutes pass, little humans ask for your assistance until almost everyone at your table is finished. You feel a tap on your back.

''Hi, Rowoon!''

The chubby boy smiles cutely at you, hugging you. ''Teacher, can you come help me please? Teacher Jaehyun is a bit busy with the others.''

Glancing at Jaehyun, a bunch of kids flock around him, calling his name and asking for his help. It has no sign of dwindling down so you nod, heading towards the boy's place after telling your own group that you'll be at the other table. As you help Rowoon with his cakes, you fail to ignore the conversations he's having with the kids due to the proximity.

''I love chocolates, I eat them everyday! Teacher, do you like chocolates?''

''Yes, of course. Chocolates is one of my favorites.''

''I like chocolate too but my mom won't let me eat more than three. Does your mom let you eat a lot of chocolate, Teacher?''

Jaehyun laughs, shaking his head at the core memory of Queen Miyoung scolding him for eating too much sweets. ''No, she doesn't. Your teeth will turn bad if you eat a lot of it and mommies are just taking care of you.''

''Turn bad? Like fall out–?!'' 

''Most likely.'' The little boy covers his mouth dramatically, earning another laugh from Jaehyun.

''Teacher! Your cake is so pretty!''

''Why, thank you, Yuna.'' Jaehyun boops her nose with a clean finger.

''You should get an award for having a pretty cake.''

One kid appears. ''My mommy gives me kisses as an award!''

''Me too!''

''Does your mommy gives you kisses too, Teacher?''

What's with these kids and questions about mommies?

''No, she doesn't.''

''Oh no.. is she mad at you?''

Jaehyun giggles. ''She's not. She used to give me kisses but not anymore because I'm a big boy now.''

''Ah, you don't want kisses anymore?''

Thinking he will earn kisses from the little kids if he says no, Jaehyun tells them he loves kisses. Humming, one of them then points a finger.

''Teacher will give you kisses as a reward if your cake is the prettiest!''

Jaehyun follows the path where the kid is pointing at. ''Really?'' His eyes landed on you, still and unmoving. Jaehyun bites his lower lip to stop the laugh rumbling on his chest.

Jaehyun grins. ''Then I should work on making this the prettiest cake ever made.''

You almost choke on your own spit.

Articles after articles, headlines after headlines. Old people gush about how pure your interactions are. Adults nudge each other at how you sweetly stare. Teenagers envies how Jaehyun performs all love language at you. It seems like everything now revolves around the Crown Princess and her lover.

The crowd certainly loves the contrasts between you and Jaehyun whereas you're more carefree and casual while Jaehyun sticks to his formal attitude. One thing that became popular amongst your supporters, or 'shippers', is the picture of you– like the diva that you are– wearing a pink miniskirt, corset top, socks with ribbons on top, mary jane pumps, and a cream loose cardigan sits beside Jaehyun who is dawned in his usual dress shirt, slacks, and blazer. You cannot forget that fanfic you found wherein Jaehyun is a CEO and you're a supermodel. Shippers are imaginative and delusional at the same time.

It's been 2 months since you've started attending events with the prince and it wasn't as hellish as you thought. Maybe because Jaehyun can't cause a problem in public, or maybe he just doesn't find the need to. Nonetheless, that didn't cease the fire that is the prank war. It goes on and on that even Winter finds it hilarious at this point. Who knew the lovely couple searched for a list of pranks to do in their free time so they could piss each other off?

Lately though, you've noticed (actually it was Winter) that your pranks have been getting less harmful to your daily lives and had just become something to enlighten the mood. Like the clown that pops up when you open the fridge and the snake balloon hidden in the tin can. Very uncharacteristically, you even find yourselves posting each other's reactions on your stories. And if Jaehyun created an instagram account just to upload videos and pictures of you, you're not so sure. A thing you're certain though is that the dislike for Jaehyun had faded away and was replaced by something else. Something you're yet to find out.

''A penny for your thoughts?'' A finger snaps you out of your thoughts. Jaehyun grins.

You shake your head and continue looking for the best quality of vegetables as Jaehyun follows you around, pushing your cart. Another thing that you've grown to get used to is doing groceries with Jaehyun. Very domestic, isn't it?

''Can we buy this one?'' Jaehyun points at the packs of big marshmallows.

Frowning, you shake your head. ''What're you gonna need it for? It'll just expired at the cabinet.''

''No, it won't.''

''How so?''

''I'll eat it before you can even say chubby bunny.''

''No, Jeong.''

''But we have a mini chocolate fountain machine at home!''

''Yes, a fountain machine you, may I say–'' You face him. ''–unnecessarily bought. Literally no reason to buy one.''

''Well now I can finally use it and it won't be useless anymore..?''

Tsking, you walk away to look at the meat. In the end, Jaehyun huffs, staring longingly at his marshmallows before tailing you, steps heavy.

After shopping for at most 2 weeks worth of food, you type on your phone while Jaehyun carries all those bags. So much for being a macho man. Winter sends an atrocious idea and forces a laugh out of you.

''What's funny?'' Jaehyun asks like a curious cat, peeking at your phone.

''Winter says we should announce that all of this is fake at the upcoming press conference and film Eunhye's reaction. God, that would be hilarious honestly.''

''Oh..'' And curiosity finally kills the cat. Jaehyun mums. Are you faking it all this time? Are you not enjoying your time with him? Are you faking having fun whenever you're with him, even now?

You are about to ask Jaehyun for the car keys but as someone who spends their entire life under the spotlight, you know a camera when you see one. Pocketing your phone, you stride towards the man at the car beside Jaehyun's. Said man tries to run away but you are quicker with your feet and grab him by his collar, you hear Jaehyun's call of your name.

''What's wro–''

''Give me the phone.''

''Why– what's happeni–''

''Give me the fucking phone!'' Shoving the man to a car, he winces at the pain in his back. When he surrenders his phone, you delete his video and throw it on the ground before stomping on it, crashing it.

Jaehyun calls your name again. ''Why did you do that? Stop, you're choking him.''' Though obviously wanting to calm you down, Jaehyun doesn't touch you anywhere, opting to wash his palm over his face.

You ignore him and focus on the man shivering in your hold. ''Tell me, what the fuck do want?''

''Nothing–''

You dig your forearm deeper to his neck. ''I'm only gonna ask this twice, you fucking twig. What do you want?''

The man struggles to breathe but attempts to answer anyway. ''I–I was.. paid to–'' He wheezes. ''To prove t-that.. Prince Jaehyun isn't what– what he pretends to be.'' The man coughs.

Raising a brow at what you hear, you wrap your hand around his throat and lean closer to his ear. ''Listen here, fucking microphallus. I know this fucker here looks like he's a worldwide known actor but in reality, he can't act for his fucking life. This man doesn't have a fucking future in acting. He can't fake anything, he's too goody shoes. This prince can't do a thing except entertaining the fucking crowd.''

He is genuine and is not pretending in front of the cameras. Is what Jaehyun can hear between your lines.

''So if you're thinking of exposing him and shit– too bad for you, Jeong lives his life by the books.''

Sighing, Jaehyun tugs at your shirt. ''Let's.. let's let him go. He said he was just paid to do it, didn't he?''

Glancing at the prince, you could see the stress on his irritatingly handsome face and annoyingly, you find yourself to hate the foreign emotion on it. Clicking your tongue, you let go of the man but grips his collar again before he can get away. ''Spread misinformations about my fianceé again, you'll be caressing metal bars the next day.''

Jaehyun holds your hand to take it away from the man and fixes his mask. ''Sir, you can send your resumé at the palace and you should be offered a job with monthly payment. Please don't ever damage someone for the sake of quick money. Money wears off in time, but the damage doesn't.''

With that, Jaehyun tugs you away from the scene. During the ride, silence fills the car and as you arrive at the apartment, that's when you realize Jaehyun's hand is still intertwined with you from the moment he holds it until you reach the flat. Why does Jaehyun look like it's the most normal thing? Why is your heart doing the fucking rabbity pumps?

Jaehyun heaves a sigh. ''Damn.. that's actually crazy– I can't even believe it happened. It went by so fast, my brain couldn't process the fact that someone believes I fake my personality and manners in front of the camera. Like–''

You plop to the couch.

''–what did I even do? Did I upset them? Did they say hi to me one time and I didn't say it back? Did they–''

''I punched the guy because I wanted to protect my friend.''

Jaehyun stops arranging the items you bought. ''What–?''

Hugging your knees, you keep your eyes on Jaehyun's. ''It was my friend's birthday and she wanted to celebrate it in this bar, it was called gangbang. Controversial, I know. We were having fun just like we planned to. But a group of guys at the other table starts joining in. We weren't paying attention to them– or at least, I wasn't. But one of my friends starts complaining about how one of the guys 'accidentally' brushes his hand on her ass too many times. Accidental, my ass. No one wants to come forward so I did, being the hero that I am. I talked to the guy calmly and asked what's wrong. Said guy told me my friend was lying but fuck– my friend was this close to crying about it. And then I got pissed at how his friends defends him when the CCTV clearly shows the incident so I fucking punched him and broke his nose.''

''Next thing I know, news outlets reports me getting involved in a brawl and ruining a fucking commoner's nose without including the reason why I did it.'' You scoff. ''Said friend I protected refused a statement and left the country without defending me.''

Jaehyun sits at the carpeted floor, facing you, looking with worry in his eyes. Something in your eyes flashes but disappears before Jaehyun could even determine what it is.

''And the pictures of me sleeping on the streets?''

Jaehyun hums, caressing your hands.

''They told everyone I was so fucking drunk I couldn't even bring myself home and showed videos of me chugging vodkas, whiskeys, beers straight from their bottle. But why didn't they show the part where all those fucking people around me gangs up on me and calls me a fucking pussy, a no fun, and a fucking killjoy. They didn't stop until I agreed on drinking all those fucking liqours.'' You sniffs, you didn't even know when you started tearing up.

''And that video where my bodyguard had to carry me because I wouldn't wake up? The palace was on emergency alert at that time– why? Because alcohol and sleeping pills were mixed inside me. When I tried to explain what happened, no one fucking believed someone slipped me a fucking bunch of sleeping pills– my heartbeat was fucking slowing down and I was over-sedated, Jaehyun. There's no point of telling them the truth when they already decided I was fucking lying. For fuck's sake, I was near to dying that fucking night– god!'' You bury your head in your knees, shoulders shaking as you sob, fist continuously knocking your head hard.

Jaehyun hugs your quivering figure, whispering words that he knows best that'll comfort and calm you. ''I understand you. I believe you. It's okay, love. You're gonna be okay. I'm here, alright? I'm here, love. Everything's gonna be okay.''

Your cries haven't even died down when you look at him. Jaehyun thinks vulnerability was the flickering emotions behind your eyes these past minutes that he failed to catch on.

''Aside from the people who did those shits, Winter is the only one who knows about the truth. Because she's important to me.'' You hiccup, tears streaming down your face. ''Do you get why I'm telling you this, Jeong?''

There's a clue, but Jaehyun doesn't want to get ahead of you. ''..why?''

You chuckle while crying, more tears roll down your cheeks. ''God, you're so fucking stupid, aren't you? Winter is important to me so she knows the truth. I told you the truth because–'' You bow your head down and hold Jaehyun's hands. ''–you're more than just important to me.''

Jaehyun's breath hitches, and the world stops. ''Oh baby..'' He kisses the back of your hands and the top of your head before hugging you tightly.

He attempts to say the words that have been at the tip of his tongue since you decorated cakes with the kids but you cut him off.

''I will hurt you, Jeong, accidentally. I don't communicate. I don't open up. I find it hard to trust people easily despite sharing a close bond with them. I curse more than I say affectionate and loving words. I push away more than I pull. I'm violent. I am broken, I'm a mess.''

Jaehyun smiles, so handsomely it makes your heart ache. ''You don't communicate and open up? That's fine, I can read between your lines. You find it hard to trust people? That's alright, trusts are earned, not bought. You curse more than being lovey dovey? Well, I'm lovey dovey more than cursing. You push more than you pull? Isn't it great that I'm the exact opposite. You're violent? I could do the talking, you could do the punching. You're broken? I will patch you up again and again. You're a mess? So what, you're a beautiful kind of mess. And if you hurt me and wound my heart.. well then– Sorry, Heart.''

Right there and then, the faceless man that you saw at the bar and had a crush on morphs with Jaehyun's. You chuckle. ''Fate is playing with us, isn't it?''

Jaehyun cradles your face. ''And I'm glad it did. Because I met you.''

''You're such a sap.''

''Oh shush, you love it.''

''Maybe, maybe not.''

''Pfft, wait– does this mean we stop the pranks now?''

''Do what the hell you want, but you'll continuing to be pissed off first thing in the morning.''

Operation: Stop the wedding! Step 3, fall in love with your soon-to-be-groom.

A shudder electrifies the fibers of your body as Jaehyun spreads the cold juices of peaches along the lines of your collarbone, his tongue dips in next, easing to freezing temperature with his warmth. He sucks where the sticky liquid lays previously, his cravings of sweetness beaming in glee as the flavor slowly seeps in him.

Your breath heavy, hands moving to caress your boyfriend's blond strands as his kisses travel to your breasts. The flesh of the fruit circles your nipples before Jaehyun dives in, sucking the hard nubs all the while fondling and playing with the other. Quiet moans of pleasure finally escape your lips after minutes of holding back, your head lolls back and your eyes close shut, sighing from the pleasure slowly building up. Slurping sounds bounces off the four walls of your shared bedroom, it's so obscene that anyone who could hear it could certainly feel how hungry Jaehyun is for the mixture of the peach's sweetness and the bits of saltiness coming from your sweat. It's disgusting to think but Jaehyun's cock gets only harder with each taste.

The surface of his hand palms your clothed core, thumbing where he's sure your clit settles and gives the area a slight pressure, he makes circles around the button that elicits a series of whimpers from you.

Fuck. How he wishes to see this image of you everytime. Your glossy eyes, puckered swollen slips, and whole face scrunched up as your body shivers in his hold, back arching as pleas of having him inside you draws out. 

Break me, wreck me, ruin me. Those are everything your body screams. 

Oh, he will ruin you, alright.

Jaehyun rips the remaining pieces of clothing off of you, gripping your legs apart, wide and open just for him. The way your pussy glistens under the dim lights of the room, the prince's lust fuels up until he could no longer bear the desire of devouring you. 

His mouth, his tongue, his body, his mind -- screams for your taste, it craves the feeling of you thrashing against his embrace as you fall apart. And Jaehyun.. he's just a man. One who could only do much to control himself from drowning his face in the sea of tempting your slick.

''Ooh, Jaehyun, please..'''

From the alley your legs created, you are able to see Jaehyun's face and how his brow quirks in question to your plea. He's so fucking cruel, unlike the gentleman and polite prince everyone in your country had loved since the beginning. If they only know.

The pad of his tongue follows the traces of your juice, squeezing the last bits of the peach and lets it trickle down on your pussy. Dipping the tip of his tongue, he wiggles it until he's deep inside your warm tight walls, clenching on his muscle as he fucks you with it.

''Jaehyun–! Fuck!''

Your hips jerks upwards, practically offering your core to Jaehyun's face. That, Jaehyun accepts. Gripping each thigh, he pins you to the bed as he sucks, licks, and devours more than you offer.

Jaehyun's fingers join his tongue, squelches emitting from your soaked pussy as Jaehyun's digits continuously penetrate it. By the time Jaehyun is about to add the fourth finger, he sees your eyes rolling and notices the constant clenches of your walls– a telltale sign of your climax. And Jaehyun isn't Jaehyun if not a bastard in bed.

He pulls away before walking away to fetch something, all the while unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Jaehyun reaches the foot of your bed, he tugs his pants and boxers down, revealing a girthy and lengthy dick with an angry tip.

Jaehyun pumps his cock, staring at your sore pussy and fucked out face. Your breathlessness is music to his ears.

''Jaehyun, please..''

''Please?''

You open your legs wider, hands dipping between your legs to spread the cheeks of your pussy. ''It's all yours. Please, fuck me.''

''Fucking hell..'' Jaehyun nudges your legs open as you both moan in unison as his cock pushes past your entrance, veins rubbing against the tight velvet walls. Jaehyun plans to wait for you to adjust, but you shake your head. He smirks, and starts fucking.

''My girl is getting brave, huh? Let's how much you can fucking take.''

God, this is why you love Jaehyun in bed. This is the only time you hear him curse, be rough, and manhandle you in positions you didn't even know you're capable of doing.

You ask for it hard, and Jaehyun gives it every time. Wrapping his hand under your knee, he folds your body until it touches your chest as Jaehyun slides deeper, reaching deep inside you that a bump appears every now and then on your stomach.

''Fuck– do you see that, baby? Look at your stomach, shit, it's bulging. Am I too big for your tight pussy, baby?''

Jaehyun pins you against the headboard with his weight as drools escape the corners of your lips, dribbling down your neck. You grip the top of the headboard for support.

''Ah ah ah! S-so good.. so good!''

Jaehyun chuckles lowly. ''Does it, baby? Tell me what makes you feel good.''

''Y–your big–big cock! Fuck, i-it's so, haahh, so big!''

''That's right. My big fat cock is making my girl feel so good; she can't even construct a proper sentence. Do you know how that makes me fucking feel, baby? I feel like a fucking king, you know. Crown Princess, fucking feisty and always hissing at everyone, crumbling down at the feeling of my cock at her guts.''

Jaehyun plows into you deliciously, white spots showing themselves at different parts of your vision as pleasure takes over your body. ''You're so fucking tight, baby. You're choking me.''

Yelping, you hold onto Jaehyun as he withdraws from your pussy, carrying you as he transfers you to the glass window near the bed, pushing you against it before he starts pounding vigorously once again, teeth sinking to break your skin, lapping the droplets of blood. Lewd moans knock out of your throat. Seeing your reflection from the window, you're reminded of those pornos you've watched as a curious teen.

''Jaehyun– uh, uh, Jaehyun! You're gonna make me come!''

''Then come. Come for me, darling.''

You white out, shuddering in Jaehyun's hold as you clamp down on his cock, white ring appearing around his length. Jaehyun buries his head in the crook of your neck as he chases his own high, groaning as he finally reaches it, pulling out to finish himself on your back.

As a minute passes, you both regain the air your lungs have been desperately needing. Jaehyun makes you face him and kisses your lips full of gentleness, so in contrast to the rough pounding earlier.

And of course, Jaehyun isn't Jaehyun if not a sap after sex.

''I love you so much, baby.''

You snort. ''I do too, idiot. Now clean me up.''

Operation: Stop the wedding! Step 4, abort mission.

Come morning, the sunlight seeps through the curtains and shines on your bed beautifully. Jaehyun wakes up, his day already made at the sight of you sleeping peacefully in his arms. You look adorable, like you couldn't harm a fly. You wouldn't if said fly doesn't harm any of your loved ones.

God, Jaehyun is so fucking in love with you. You smile, his day is made. You breathe, suddenly the weather is perfect. You exist, Jaehyun finds every reason to live. You are the water that keeps Jaehyun tethered.

''What the fuck do you want, Jeong?''

The prince chuckles. 8am in the morning and you're already so grumpy. It confuses a few staff members how Jaehyun fell in love with you. If he won't get in trouble, he'll tell them you're a witch and make him drink some irreversible love potion or what.

''Nothing. You're pretty.''

''... Shut up. Just because you look fucking good in the morning.''

''Thank you, baby. I love you.''

''Ugh, you're too in love with me.''

Jaehyun giggles. ''I am. Will you marry me?''

You stop yawning and look at him as though he grew a second head (or third..?). ''The fuck did you say?''

''Will you marry me, baby?''

You scoff. ''Ask that again if you have a ring to out around me.'' The words are mumbled but Jaehyun manages to hear it.

''What?''

''I said your breath stinks, Jeong.''

Shaking his head in disbelief, Jaehyun laughs deeply, caused by his morning voice. You find that hot but you won't te him because he'll use it against you everytime.

Jaehyun reaches for something behind him, inside the drawer, and faces you again. There you see a small red box on his palm, Jaehyun opens it and reveals the ring you've once mentioned to be your dream ring. Wordlessly, he slips the ring on your finger after taking off the fake one.

''But we're already engaged though.''

''Eh.. that was fake, baby. This one's real.''

You raise a brow. ''I haven't even said yes.''

''You'll say no to me?''

''Pfft, you're getting too cocky. I don't like that.''

''Hmm, sure, love.'' Jaehyun smiles warmly and takes you in his arms again. You bury your head in his chest.

''Jeong,''

Jaehyun hums.

''I hate you for making me feel this way.''

Jaehyun settles his hands on the sides of your face and caresses your cheeks with his thumbs. ''I love you too, witch.''

''Psst,''

''What now, baby?''

''I love you, Jaehyun.''

Operation: Stop the wedding! Step 5 and the last step, be in love and marry each other for real.

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