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An unfinished Jester
Just a puppet
unfinished business (ch 2) - we've got a little tension
choreographer yeji x actress ryujin, angst & smut, friends to strangers to ???? to lovers | word count: 9,051 total/???? 🔞
Before Yeji can decide what she wants, Ryujin’s hands are fisted in the collar of her shirt, and she’s pulling her down into a searing kiss. She’s startled for a moment, but soon enough she’s wrapping her arms around Ryujin and pulling her close. It’s almost like she doesn’t have a choice, her body moving faster than her mind. Ryujin’s mouth is hot, and she tugs at Yeji’s lower lip with her teeth, tangles a hand into her hair. She tastes even better than Yeji remembered (she’s been hating herself for thinking about that taste in the moments between wakefulness and sleep). Then Ryujin’s hand slides down, and she squeezes Yeji’s ass. She groans in a combination of shock and pleasure before breaking the kiss. “It’s like you’re trying to piss me off,” she mutters against Ryujin’s lips, unable to fully pull away. “Maybe I am.”
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max ryan annoys the fuck out of me. i dont know if thats a controversial opinion but man. i get the vibe that his character functions at least partially of a parody of the "retired detective who returns to solve That One Case" character because he feels like such an exaggeration of it. every sentence out of his mouth feels like he's thinking of the best and most dramatic quote to use in a book. just incredibly insincere.
(not a critique of the writing. i think this is how i'm supposed to feel. maybe.)
so. i love this line.
but i want to talk about her expressions after gideon asks if she's alright:
i dont know. throughout the first season, elle expresses the strongest negative feelings towards sex offenders (reasonable!) and sure, she came from a unit dealing specifically with that and that's her specialty (remember when all the characters had specific skill sets and specialties?) but especially this reaction here seems very personal. and this is pre-randall garner, so she doesn't yet have that connection to being attacked in her own home.
also. the team knows sexual offense crimes are elle's specialty. they know that's where she came from. but her response to gideon when he asks if she's okay after she goes off on scott isn't "i've seen a lot of this and it gets me riled up" it's to get defensive and evasive. if it was anger born of something the team is aware of, why hide it? her response to gideon and her expression afterwards very much read to me as someone hiding something.
so. i love this line.
but i want to talk about her expressions after gideon asks if she's alright:
i dont know. throughout the first season, elle expresses the strongest negative feelings towards sex offenders (reasonable!) and sure, she came from a unit dealing specifically with that and that's her specialty (remember when all the characters had specific skill sets and specialties?) but especially this reaction here seems very personal. and this is pre-randall garner, so she doesn't yet have that connection to being attacked in her own home.
also. the team knows sexual offense crimes are elle's specialty. they know that's where she came from. but her response to gideon when he asks if she's okay after she goes off on scott isn't "i've seen a lot of this and it gets me riled up" it's to get defensive and evasive. if it was anger born of something the team is aware of, why hide it? her response to gideon and her expression afterwards very much read to me as someone hiding something.
Unfinished Business | kth
Besides wanting to catch up with some old friends, there’s only one reason you found yourself agreeing to attend your 10 year high school reunion. The boy you were in love with back then is going to be there, and you’re determined to finally make your move. Except, unfortunately, it turns out that Kim Seokjin is very much happily married. Kim Taehyung, however, is very much single and feels like he has something to prove to you after you turned him down all those years ago. One night is all it takes to make you realize you made the biggest mistake of your life.
✨ Pairing: highschoolbestfriend!taehyung x highschoolcrush!reader
✨ Word Count: 11.2k
✨ Genre: Smut, fluff, minor angst, comedy, idiots to lovers, high school reunion au (idk if that’s a thing or not lol)
✨ Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, Tae is wearing his Grammy’s outfit and reader is whipped af, minor angst, making out, groping, grinding, marking/biting/scratching, hair pulling, dirty talk, praise, dom!taehyung, sub!reader, tae has a big dick, oral (both receiving), deepthroating, face fucking, cum eating, multiple orgasms, thigh riding, fingering, slight overstimulation, unprotected sex (ya’ll be safe out there pls), rough sex, and a lot of ✨feelings✨ in between
A/N: It’s finally here!! Thank you so much to everyone who has been patiently waiting for me to finish this and I’m sorry it took so long. The further I got into it, the more I wanted to make sure I took my time to make sure it turned out the way I wanted it to and that it was something I was satisfied and happy with. Thank you so much for taking the time to check this out if you decide to do so, I really appreciate it and I hope you enjoy 💜
Special thank you to @jikookiekosmos for helping me stay motivated to finish this and for basically serving as my beta reader every step of the way and also just for being an amazing friend and inspiration to me 🥺 Please check out her work if you get a chance she is such a talented writer and deserves all the love, support, and recognition in the world 🥰
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One more drink. You just needed one more to work up the courage to speak to your high school crush for the first time in ten years. Thank God whoever had planned your reunion had thought to include an open bar. You watched from across the room as the man currently plaguing your thoughts mingled effortlessly with all your old classmates. Even ten years later he was still mister popular it seemed. That signature windshield wiper laugh reached your ears even from the opposite end of the ballroom, the sound stirring the butterflies in your stomach.
You knew it had to be a new level of pathetic to still be hung up on your high school crush all these years later, and it wasn’t like you hadn’t dated in the meantime or anything. A part of you had just always been holding out for Kim Seokjin. It had always felt like he was the one who got away, even though it was your own fault for being too scared to ever tell him how you felt. Better late than never right? Ten years late, but still. You were determined to finally take that leap of faith tonight, and if you were lucky you would get the fairy tale rom com ending where the two of you would live happily ever after. Every sip of your rum and coke pushed you that much closer to riding off into the sunset with your broad shouldered prince.
“You know, we may not have been that close in high school, but I’m pretty sure people don’t attend their reunion to spend the entire night at the bar sitting in quiet contemplation with the bartender.”
You looked up from your drink to meet Yoongi’s gaze, “And here I thought we were having a great time.”
The blonde man chuckled as he pulled out some bottles from underneath the counter.
“She’s just stalling cause even ten years later, she still doesn’t know how to talk to Seokjin.”
The comment had come from Namjoon, who had taken up residence on the stool next to yours.
You groaned and the newcomer laughed.
“Oh fuck off Joon. I’m surprised you even came to this at all.” you voiced before downing more of your drink.
“Yeah well, Jimin and Jungkook threatened to egg all of our houses if we didn’t show.” he informed you.
You snorted at that, Yoongi joining in as well.
“Good to know that some things never change. Those two are still idiots.” you remarked, earning a grin from Namjoon.
“Ouch Y/N, I don’t remember you being this mean in high school.”
Cue idiot number one: Jeon Jungkook. He was seated on the other side of you, a beer in his tattooed hand.
“I do,” came Jimin’s voice from beside him, “she always loved to pick on me.”
You swiveled on your stool to face both of them, “Don’t pretend like you didn’t give it right back Park. I would say we wanted to kill each other at least ninety-seven percent of the time.”
“Okay yeah, that’s fair.” Jimin agreed before turning to Yoongi to order a drink.
“So I know Hoseok’s stuck being the dj tonight, but how come the rest of you aren’t hanging out with Seokjin?” you asked curiously as you surveyed the four men.
Namjoon nervously rubbed the back of his neck.
“Oh, uh, we didn’t really keep in touch with him after graduation. I guess you could say we had a little bit of a falling out…” he trailed off.
You were genuinely surprised by his words. The seven of them had been inseparable back in your high school days. Wait a minute.
“Where’s Taehyung?” you inquired further upon realizing the man’s absence for the first time.
“Ugh he’s not coming. Kook and I are gonna go egg his house after this if you wanna come?” Jimin said, extending the invitation.
Him and Jungkook both watched you expectantly as they waited for your response.
“Sorry boys you’ll have to go be degenerates without me.” you replied, and both men pouted at you in disappointment.
You had been a pretty frequent member of their friend group back in high school, the eight of you would get up to all kinds of trouble. You’d had some degree of closeness with each of them, but you’d been the closest with Taehyung. It made you sad to think that they had drifted apart from each other over the years, but also that Taehyung wouldn’t be coming tonight at all.
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Hongjoong couldn't take his eyes off Y/n as they sat together on the sofa. The way she smiled, the way her eyes sparkled, and the way she laughed were all mesmerizing to him. He couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have her as his girlfriend.
As they sat in comfortable silence, Hongjoong suddenly spoke up. "You know, I have something for you," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.
Y/n looked up at him with curiosity. "You have something for me? What is it?"
"Close your eyes and hold out your hands," Hongjoong said, his voice taking on a playful tone.
Y/n obeyed, closing her eyes and extending her hands out towards Hongjoong. She felt him place something small and lightweight in her palm, and she instinctively clutched it.
"You can open your eyes now," Hongjoong said, his tone softer.
Y/n opened her eyes and looked at the object in her hand. It was a small, jewelry box. She looked up at Hongjoong with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.
"Go ahead, open it," Hongjoong urged, leaning forward in anticipation.
Y/n carefully opened the jewelry box, and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a beautiful necklace inside. The pendant was a delicate, intertwining design of silver and jewels, sparkling brilliantly in the light.
"Oh my god, Hongjoong…it's beautiful," Y/n gasped, looking up at him with wide eyes.
Hongjoong smiled, a mix of pride and sweetness in his eyes. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I saw it and thought it would look perfect on you."
Y/n carefully took the necklace out of the box and held it up to her neck. "Can you help me put it on?" she asked, turning her back to Hongjoong.
"Of course," he replied, smiling at the opportunity to help. He took the necklace from her and carefully fastened it around her neck, his fingers brushing gently against her skin as he did so.
Y/n turned back to face him, admiring the way the necklace looked against her skin. "Thank you so much," she said, feeling touched by his gesture. "I love it so much."
Hongjoong smiled, his heart swelling at the sight of Y/n wearing the necklace. "I'm glad you do," he said, bringing his hand up to touch the pendant lightly. "You look beautiful."
Y/n blushed at his compliment, feeling a flutter of happiness in her chest. She leaned in and rested her head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
Hongjoong wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. They sat like that for a while, neither saying a word, just taking comfort in each other's presence. Hongjoong stroked her hair lightly, feeling the softness of it against his fingertips.
Finally, Y/n broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?" she said, her voice slightly muffled by his shirt.
"Of course," Hongjoong replied, still stroking her hair. "What is it?"
"Do you remember when we first met?" Y/n asked, tilting her head back to look up at him.
Hongjoong smiled as he thought back to that day. "Of course I do," he said. "It was during one of our concerts. I still remember the moment I first laid eyes on you. You stood out to me in the crowd. I couldn't take my eyes off you."
Y/n blushed at his words, feeling a warm flutter in her stomach. "And do you remember what happened after the concert?" she asked, her voice a little coy.
Hongjoong chuckled as he remembered that day after the concert. "How could I forget?" he said, a playful gleam in his eye. "I came out through the back door, and there you were, waiting for me."
Y/n grinned, remembering the butterflies she had felt that day. "I was so nervous," she said. "I couldn't believe I was actually going to talk to you, the main rapper of Ateez."
Hongjoong laughed again. "You were so cute, all shy and nervous," he said, his voice fond. "I knew right then that I had to get to know you better."
Y/n snuggled further into his chest, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "I'm glad you did," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I'm glad you took the chance and talked to me. I don't know where I would be without you now."
Hongjoong tightened his arms around her, his heart swelling with love. "I'm the one who should be thankful," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know that?"
Y/n melted into his embrace, feeling a wave of emotion wash over her. "You're just saying that," she said, a hint of teasing in her voice.
Hongjoong huffed a laugh. "No, I mean it," he said, his voice firm. "You make my life so much better. You give me strength when I'm feeling weak, and you make me laugh when I'm feeling down. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm never letting you go."
Y/n felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "Ugh, now you're going to make me cry," she said, her voice slightly choked up.
Hongjoong chuckled softly, tenderly wiping away her tears with his thumb. "You know I love making you swoon," he said teasingly.
Y/n laughed through her tears, swatting at his arm playfully. "You're insufferable," she said, her voice fond.
"But you love me anyway," Hongjoong said, his tone cocky but his expression soft.
Y/n smiled, her heart feeling like it was overflowing with love for him. "Unfortunately, I do," she said, her tone feigning annoyance.
Hongjoong chuckled, pulling her closer to him. "You're stuck with me now," he said, his voice warm and possessive.
Y/n pretended to huff in annoyance, but she snuggled into his embrace even more. "Oh no, what tragedy has befallen me," she joked, her voice brimming with mock despair.
Hongjoong laughed, his eyes sparkling with affection. "You're such a drama queen," he teased, bopping her playfully on the nose.
Y/n mock glowered at him. "And whose fault is that, Mr. Over-the-top Romance?"
Hongjoong put on a wounded expression. "Hey, I can't help it if I love to make a grand gesture," he said, feigning hurt.
Y/n rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. "You're lucky I find your theatrics endearing," she said, poking him in the ribs.
Hongjoong chuckled softly at her poke, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "Oh, is that so?" he asked, slowly wrapping his arms around her and pulling her onto his lap. "You find me endearing, huh?"
Y/n let out a small gasp as she found herself suddenly straddling him, her face flushing a light pink. "I-I—" she stuttered, suddenly feeling a bit flustered by the sudden change of position.
Hongjoong's arms tightened around her waist, a smirk playing on his lips as he reveled in her reaction. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?" he teased, his voice low and silky.
Y/n blushed even harder, her heart skipping a beat at the pet name. "I just, uh—" she tried to come up with a witty response, but her mind was suddenly blank as she felt the heat of his body against hers.
Hongjoong chuckled again, loving the way he was flustering her. He pulled her closer, their bodies now flush against each other. He could feel her heart hammering against her chest, and he relished the effect he was having on her. "You know," he said, his voice dropping to a murmur, "I can think of a few other ways to make you speechless."
Y/n swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, and it made her feel both flustered and excited. She knew what he was implying, and the thought made her stomach flutter with anticipation. "Oh yeah?" she managed to say, her voice a little hoarse.
Hongjoong's smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. "Oh yeah," he replied, his fingers tracing soft patterns on the exposed skin of her waist, just below the hem of her shirt. He felt her shiver at his touch and his grin became predatory. "You have no idea how badly I want you right now."
Hongjoong's hands continued to roam over her skin, his touch becoming more insistent as his desire grew. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck, causing her to shiver. Just as he was about to taste her, there was suddenly a knock on the door, interrupting their passionate moment.
"Y/n? Hongjoong? Are you in there?" a voice called from the other side.
Y/n and Hongjoong froze in their position, their moment of intimacy shattered by the interruption. Hongjoong's hands stilled on her waist, his grip reflexively tightening as he let out a frustrated huff. Y/n felt a pang of disappointment, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire.
"Uh, yeah, we're here," Hongjoong called back, his voice sounding strained. He gently pushed Y/n off his lap, reluctantly putting some distance between them, although his eyes were still darkened with desire.
Y/n sat up, still trying to catch her breath, as the door opened and one of Hongjoong's bandmates, Wooyoung, poked his head in. He looked at the two of them with a smirk, his gaze traveling over their flushed faces and slightly disheveled appearances.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Wooyoung said, his voice dripping with mock innocence.
"Yeah, you kind of are," Hongjoong grumbled, still trying to compose himself. He shot Wooyoung a glare, silently cursing him for ruining the moment.
Wooyoung just chuckled, completely unfazed by Hongjoong's glare. "Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we have a schedule to keep, so you two lovebirds will have to finish your little…session later," he said, a mischievous gleam in his eye.
Hongjoong huffed in annoyance, knowing that Wooyoung was enjoying this too much. Y/n, meanwhile, was trying to smooth out her hair and make herself presentable. She could feel Wooyoung's gaze on her and it made her feel a bit self-conscious.
Wooyoung chuckled again, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on them. "Come on, you two," he said, his tone slightly teasing. "We don't have all day. We need to be at the studio in ten minutes."
Hongjoong reluctantly rose from the sofa, his movements a bit stiff. He turned to Y/n, his expression conflicted. He clearly didn't want to leave her just yet, but he knew they had responsibilities to attend to.
Y/n stood up as well, her legs a little shaky. She could still feel the heat of Hongjoong's touch on her skin, and the unfinished business between them was making it hard for her to focus.
Wooyoung clapped his hands together, effectively breaking the moment. "Alright, chop chop," he said, his tone lighthearted but firm. "Let's get moving, lovebirds. Don't forget about us waiting on your lovey-dovey selves."
Hongjoong and Y/n exchanged a look, both silently promising to continue their passionate encounter later. With a final glare at Wooyoung, Hongjoong grabbed Y/n's hand and led her out of the room, their unsatisfied desires still burning low in their guts.
As they walked down the hall, Hongjoong couldn’t help but imagine what would happen once they were alone again. Y/n could feel his grip on her hand, tight and possessive, and shivered in anticipation.