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❤️ (G)I-dle (ot6) x Male Readers

❤️ Gênero: criminal!Gidle, universo criminal, basicamente inspirado pelo filme/musical "Chicago". Menores não interagir!

❤️ Avisos: xingamentos, menção ao sexo, menção a relacionamentos abusivos (por favor não leia, se te faz mal!) Assassinato!

❤️ Capítulos: 7

❤ Postagens: Toda Terça-feira, após 18:00 p.m (horário de Brasília, Br)

❤ Sinopses: Os anos 20 na cidade de Chicago foram incrivelmente prósperos para os cidadãos. Todos pareciam viver sob uma névoa de luxúria, os fazendo gastar e ostentar todas as suas riquezas. Bares repletos de Jazz, Whisky, cigarros. Mulheres indecentes com suas meias calças rastão faziam homens de bem pecarem, e esquecerem de suas esposas. Ao mesmo tempo, uma onde de crimes se alastrou pela cidade.

Todos que liam os jornais as conheciam, e mesmo aqueles que fingiam não, pois acreditavam ser "cultos" de mais, sabiam seus nomes, rostos, e os crimes que as levaram para a tão temida "Cook County Jail" ( 'Cadeia do Condado de Cook').

Mas será mesmo que todos sabem de fato quem elas são? Será que a velha Chicago de 1920, onde todos escondiam seus pecados nas sombras dos holofotes, são mais puros e santos que essas seis mulheres? A verdade é que todas as mulheres da época eram muito mais do que se deixavam ver... em especial seis belas damas, que tiveram suas vidas mudadas viradas de cabeça pra baixo por conta de um sentimento: a paixão.

Dizem, que "os fins justificam os meios", e seus destinos já estão velados: inocentes. As boas moças provaram para o júri que foram obrigadas a agir como agiram... mas e você? Acredita?

Então talvez conhecendo sua história de verdade, possa ter seu próprio entendimento sobre seus casos. E talvez quem sabe, as absolver seus pecados.

❤️ » Essas personagens do filme/musical foram inspiradas em histórias verdadeiras de criminosas dos anos 20 em Chicago. Porém esse livro é apenas uma obra fictícia das personagens criadas, e não inspiradas nas verdadeiras mulheres (apesar da história delas serem incríveis também!);

» Os nomes são das personagens do filme/musical, mas a fisionomia delas serão das membros do girl group "(G)-Idle";

» Como a história é baseada em pessoas nativas dos estados unidos, mas as membros são asiáticas, a base das idols, mas elas nesse livro, elas farão parte de uma pequena comunidade asiática em Chicago (assim, a essência da história se mantém a mesma);

» A classificação é de +16/+18, por tanto, se for menor de idade, por favor não interagir com esse livro.

Chapters !

♡ Pop! ♡ Six! ♡ Squish...

♡ Cicero. ♡ Lipschitz!

♡ Judgements

So was I

〯₊ ¡Mark Lee! (NonIᴅᴏʟ!Mark x !NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ). Words: 994 words Warning: mention of food.  〯₊

A/N: Hello there my beautifull people! How's goin? Just wantted to let you guys know, that I changed the title for the english version. Previously it was suppouse to be: "Slow", but I decided for the best, that "So was I" it fit better (but don't worry, it is the same content!), so Hope you guys enjoy!

If God exists he hates me. If Allah exists, he hates me. If any Deity exists, I'm sure they hate me. The fact is, no matter your religion, your God probably hates me. And if you're an atheist, well then, life hates me.

Because seriously, besides being into the guy he has to be my best friend and still be hanging out non-stop with my roommate? Can it get worse?

Today, Friday night, and once again I’m in my room getting ready for another night out. Moletom and pizza have always been the best choice for a septic tank at home. Park Mina, my partner yells from the hallway as I leave, and I just listen, my brain working artfully to finish me off, making me wonder what your night with Mark Lee will be like. Are they going clubbing? To a restaurant? Karaoke? Will they kiss? Are you going to buy things for each other?

I sigh trying to ignore the annoying little voice in my head and play on my beautiful Chanyeol Dorama. But I can barely concentrate on the adorable giant and his glasses without looking at my cell phone waiting for some notification from the guy inviting me to a game night we used to have.

Finally, my doorbell rings telling me that the delivery boy has arrived. My serotonin level rises minimally at the prospect of eating my broccoli pizza. I open the door ready to play with the boy, who could easily be Heechan, the neighbor’s son who always delivers my orders, but I’m scared seeing Mark Lee standing there right in front of me. I freeze at the sight, and for a moment I think I’m hallucinating, but the brunette chuckles, probably nervous.

“Hey! Anybody home?” His voice is a little low and a little unsure.

“Oh hi. Why are you here?”  It’s all I can manage, after all, he is the last person I expected to see there. Even more wearing what I am: sweatshirt.

“I came to see you, it’s been a while since we’ve spoken” Mark was still talking in a low voice, looking at me uncertainly, and I still don’t know what to do. “So can I come in?  It’s kinda little cold here...”

I let him pass and only then do I notice my pizza, his bags in hand. We go back to the bedroom and try to act normally. We sit on the bed and he spreads what he brought: candies, chocolate, snacks, and soju. We open the drink and your face when you see the pizza taste is the best.

“Broccoli? Seriously?”

“Yah! Don’t judge me!” I say a little louder, “and if I knew it you was coming, I’d order even more broccoli!” I point out, taking a slice. “I thought you’d be with Mina.”

“No, you know that club is not mine thing.” Lee replies as if it’s obvious. I let out a disbelieving laugh.

“You guys are so close nowadays that I didn’t doubt you’d go with her.” I let out a little acid before taking a big sip of Soju.

“Is that jealous?” he asks, smiling sideways. I want to scream yes, wanted to scream that he was blind, slow and dumb, but I just roll my eyes and drink some more. “Wow! Take it easy!”

“I deserve this divine drink, okay?” I complain, taking the bottle that was taken from me and finishing it at once.

I manage to keep him quiet while we watch Dorama, and as always his comments are the best and make me laugh, even though I want to be mad.

“Oh! Chanyeol, why so beautiful?” I let out low, but apparently, Mark hears me and nudges my leg. “What? He is. He raps, dances, sings, composes, acts, is cute, funny, intelligent, speaks English, and even knows how to build a bar.” I list my utt’s qualities under my friend’s tedious gaze.

“I know how to do all that too!” He answers me looking offended.

“Um, I wouldn’t leave a drill to you.” I imply, laughing, but realize I’m the only one who does so, so I stop, averting my gaze from his, super intense.

I turn around about to ask why he’s ignored me for the past few weeks when I’m startled by his hand on the back of my neck, and he pulls me in for a kiss. But it takes me a while to process and when I see it, Mark looks at me apprehensively.

“What was that?”

“I like you. More than a friend, and I was afraid of what I was going to think, of your reaction, and of ruining our friendship, so I asked Mina for help on what to do because I can’t bear to hide my desire from you any longer.”

Once I have my answer, I stare at him, wondering whether I’m hitting him for making me believe he was interested in Mina or kissing him because I finally know the feeling its mutual.

“Mark Lee!” I let out angrily slapping him on the arm. Yeah, looks like my hot blood acts faster than mine. “I can’t believe you did this to me!” I slap him lightly, and the idiot falls back on the bed complaining. “I thought I was into Mina, you bastard!”

“What? Why?” the brunette manages to hold my arms looking very confused. He then stops to think and his mouth forms na “O” in a clear sign that he understands what happened. “No, I never liked her like that!”

“Really?” I need to confirm so I can take my next step, and when he nods, I throw myself on top of him, pressing our lips together.

It’s his turn not to understand what happened, but when his eyes meet mine and he sees that I feel the same way, we finally kiss intensely and wonderfully.

At the end, it wasn’t just Mark who was slow. So was I.

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Pop!

❤️ Chapter: POP!

❤️ Minnie x Leitor!Homem

❤️ Words: 849

❤️ Warnings: Cursing, murder, death, angry, blood.

Pop!

No, our relationship wasn't bad, or terrible. In fact, I think we were the healthiest couple on our street, or even in our neighborhood.

But the point is: as human beings, individuals… we all have our faults. I myself admit that I have some flaws, like when I read a magazine and leave a few ears on random pages, or even not wash my dishes after I finish my meals. But of course, these are major flaws.

Bernie David was a husband's sweetheart on a general panel, but he had this flaw… Bernie loved popping bubblegum bubbles. No matter the moment, let alone how much you ask, he will always look at you and burst a bubble.

I usually let it go, with a sour and humorous comment at the same time, but then, I couldn't ignore it anymore…

Pop!

Work keeps consuming me more each day. The papers kept arriving in droves, the men were always yelling at me for futile reasons, "You didn't put the comma correctly!", I wanted to throw those papers in my boss's face and have them shoved up his ass because they mistake was committed by Tony, not me. And when they didn't blame me, they looked at me strangely or tried to provoke me, doubting my position. I was on the verge of bursting.

But it's finally Friday, and in theory, I could rest the entire weekend if it weren't for another pile of documents that must be corrected. But it's ok, I know I can. All I need is peace and silence.

Pop!

As soon as I get home, I find my husband in the living room, watching some game that doesn't interest me. I take off my shoes and leave my keys and bags in the right place.

"I'm going to take a shower" I inform Bernie, glancing at him sideways, but the man is apparently having a good day as he turns from his chair towards me, wipes his hands on his pants, and opens his arms with a smile on his face.

"What? No, my love, come here and say hello to your husband that you loves you so much!"

I roll my eyes, but head towards him, after all, I know my bad day isn't his fault, and he always had this scent of clean clothes and soaps that reminded me of home and comforted me. As we break free and I head upstairs to the bathroom, I hear her bubble gum pop on his lips.

Pop!

Showered, papers on the table, I decide to have a snack for my dinner, as I don't want too many difficulties and Bernie is very satisfied with his peanuts, beers and of course, his gum.

As I focus on reviewing the papers, I notice mistakes and more mistakes made by those scoundrels, and I put my 'dinner' aside. I still can't believe I've spent the entire week being made fun of by mediocre men who think they're incredibly better than me because someone told them that. Come on, a five-year-old knows how to write inconsequential. Well, maybe not, but in this case, I truly believe so.

Pop!

Idiot men, donkeys, dicks in the ass. Who was the clueless one that made them believe they're actually better than us women because they have a dick? You see, we bleed every month and we are still alive. That's impressive!

Pop!

"Bernie dear, can you please stop the bubbles? I'm trying to work here!" I use my calmest, sweetest voice when yelling, the last thing I want is for him to tease me childishly.

"Minnie honey, can you please stop screaming? I'm trying to pop bubbles in here!"

Pop!

Of course, he was going to answer me like that, maturity was never his strong point. But I let it go this time.

Pop!

And this one too.

Pop!

He can only be doing it on purpose… "Bernie it's serious!" I try to sound more serious, I need peace, I need to finish this today and be free of everyone, at least on my weekends.

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

I can't think anymore, I can't focus anymore, and I let the anger and frustration turn my vision red and I don't have complete control over my next actions.

I walk into the living room, with purposeful, heavy, angry steps, past Bernie and his playful smile and ridiculous comment.

"You don't like to pop so much? Let's see what you think of this poping?"

Our hunting rifle is in my hands, and pointing toward him in the chair, as he turns around. All the anger and helplessness he'd felt before dissipated and then he exploded. So was the blood on Bernie's skull from the well-aimed shot to his head.

Pop!

[Transcription of Defendant's Apprehension]

Alright, let's get started. Please tell me your name.

It's Nicha Yontararak, but I prefer to be called Minnie.

Your age?

24 years

Why were you arrested?

Because I killed my idiot husband with probably the most accurate shot he's ever seen.

And what is your motivation?

The fucking bubble gum!

And how do you declare yourself?

Guilty. But damn it! I warned him! I asked him… But no… He knew what the fuck he was doing!

⸾ ⸽ Choi Yeonjun. Fluff (SecretBoyfriendIᴅᴏʟ! Yeonjun x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴘᴀʟᴀᴠʀᴀꜱ: 937 palavras ᴀᴠɪꜱᴏꜱ: Sem avisos :) ⸽ ⸾

Lá estavam os dois juntos mais uma vez. Bem, isso não era novidade, a surpresa da situação estava nos dois juntos em um programa de variedades. Bom, ainda não estavam exatamente no programa ainda, já que ele estava programado para começar apenas em algumas horas, mas ainda sim…

No momento que perceberam que sua relação caminhava para um lado mais sério, ambos conversaram e resolveram que era melhor comunicar a ambos os grupos e as empresas também, assim, teriam uma segurança maior caso algum veículo de mídia explanasse algo. E por conta disso, seus managers passaram a fazer de tudo para não deixar que os dois se encontrassem, mas claramente aconteceu algum erro.

Assim que seu celular brilhou em cima da mesinha de centro, indicando que recebeu uma notificação, seus olhos brilharam ao ver que vinha do seu...futuro namorado. Ele estava em um estúdio branco, ao lado de uma porta, e por alguns segundos você deixa seus olhos estudarem como mesmo usando apenas suas típicas calças jeans e uma camisa sem graça, ele ainda era o homem mais bonito que deus olhos já viram. Mas ele estava encostado na parede, olhando para algo do lado, seus olhos então focaram na folha. Era o nome do seu grupo.

“Sem chance!” você diz antes de se levantar, claramente em choque, e assustando suas colegas no processo, com seu ato repentino. Se apressando para chegar à porta, você a abre sem titubear, e o encontra ali sorrindo grande. “Yeonjunie!” os dois sorriem bobos se abraçando forte.

Um pigarreio ao lado de vocês os faz lembrar que estão em público demais para estarem se abraçando tão intimamente assim. "Tá certo eu sei de um lugar...” o moreno diz sorrindo e pegando em sua mão. Os dois caminham lado a lado, tentando esconder sua animação e disfarçar os olhares cúmplices. Quando chegam em uma salinha vazia, não pôde deixar de erguer uma sobrancelha ao rapaz, que dá de ombros sorrindo “namjoon hyung me contou daqui quando a empresa soube” o rapaz não te de chances de retrucar, te puxando e entrando para o lugar, fechando a porta em seguida.

“Quais são as possibilidades...” sua voz é baixa, uma vez que ele está próximo de você, te prendendo na parede com o próprio corpo, mãos em seu rosto.

Você então para pra prestar atenção na beleza presente no rosto do seu namorado, seus grandes e expressivos olhos, no desenho de suas sobrancelhas, no formato perfeito de seu nariz, e seus lábios perfeitos. Yeonjun não deixou passar despercebido seu ato, e sorriu de canto, percebendo em como demorou observando sua boca.

“Será que eles sabem o que fizeram?” sua voz saiu baixa, já que tentava se concentrar em outra coisa, então tentou focar novamente em seus olhos, encontrando um brilho nos mesmos.

“Te incomoda estar comigo na televisão?” ele estava te provocando, e você sabia, mas acreditou que se continuar falando, não ia cair tão facilmente em seus encantos. Yeonjun se aproxima ainda mais de você, e seu perfume passa a confundir seus sensos.

“Claro que não,” você começa, mas o rapaz leva um de seus dedos para seu queixo inclinando sua cabeça um pouco mais em sua direção “mas você sabe que vamos precisar nos comportar...”

"Comportar?" o sorriso que brotou no canto dos lábios perfeitos do moreno fez você perceber que estava exatamente onde ele queria, e não ia sair ganhando nesse joguinho dele. “É, você sabe, sem... Sem ficar muito perto...” você começa tentando ser racional, forçando sua voz a se manter em seu tom normal, mas o sorriso que Choi tinha estava ajudando a te desconcentrar.

“Tipo como estamos agora?” ele brinca, e você sem prestar muita atenção apenas confirma antes de continuar a falar: “e... sem...toques...” o moreno se aproxima ainda mais, do que já se acreditava ser humanamente possível, passando um de seus braços por sua cintura, fazendo com que o ar de seus pulmões falhe.

“Tipo assim?” ele continua com seu joguinho, e você sabe que perdeu a muito tempo, mas não sabe muito bem se ganhar seria uma boa estratégia.

Mesmo tentando focar na grande e (in)útil missão que os dois deveriam seguir para o dia perante as câmeras e apresentadores maldosos, mas o perfume, as mãos e os lábios perfeitos de Choi Yeonjun, seu namorado incrível, atencioso e atraente passaram a te confundir.

“e também... não vamos poder...nos beijar...”

O homem à sua frente abaixa o suficiente para ter seu rosto no mesmo nível do seu, ambos os narizes se tocando. Yeonjun então se aproxima ainda mais, sua mão fazendo carinho em sua bochecha, suas respirações se mesclando, hálito quente de menta dele batendo levemente em você. Mais um pouco e seus lábios se tocaram...

“Então é melhor começarmos agora”

Ao abrir seus olhos o rapaz está com seu corpo longe do seu, um sorriso malicioso de canto de boca, e uma sobrancelha erguida, e ele não pode deixar de achar adorável, o modo como quase caiu para frente, suas sobrancelhas franziram e sua boca formou biquinho decepcionado com o que ele fez.

“Yeonjun-ah!”

Se perguntar, não, Yeonjun não se sentiu nem um pouco mal em ter feito aquilo, e inclusive continuou te provocando disfarçadamente durante as gravações. Mas assim que tudo se desligou e vocês estavam prestes a ir embora (ainda claramente nada feliz com o que teria acontecido), quando o moreno te puxou de surpresa para a mesma sala, te colocando contra a mesma parede, te segurando do mesmo modo que anteriormente, mas dessa vez te dando um beijo que a fez praticamente perder noção da realidade.

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« Lip Piercing »

⿴ ≡ Im Changkyun (Idol! Changkyun x NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Words: 1.487 words Warnings: explicit sex; Changkyun lip piercing, so lots of kisses; slightly cockwarming. ⚠️MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT⚠️≡ ⿴

Hot. Between a lot of adjectives, this one is the best to define my boyfriend. Even more now. Changkyun was getting ready to be at the stage with his group mates, what it meant I could only see his clothes when I scaped to see him. And I confess I wasn’t ready to what I saw.

 Changkyun appeared with his tight black jeans, and a red jacket covering his shirt. But what coght me out of guard it was on his lips. A piercing at his low lip. “hey babe!” His grasp voice and smirk added to the another piercing but on his eyebrow, and that gives me the feeling that it was something purposeful. “What you thought about the clothes of tonight?” The brown haired guy comes closer smiling.

 I get up, and when his body is in front of me, I abruptly pull him closer, holding his hips “A big hottie”. I gave him the compliment listening his low laugh “babe, what do you think of keep this up when we get home?” I ask looking straight to his lip piercing not having the intention to hide that his previous plan to get into me had worked.

“Anything that my babe wants” Chang hug my hips and I smile with that. I stand on tiptoes to reach to his face and and I quickly pull his low lip with my teeth whispering near him “great”. I can see his eyes getting darker, but when he leans Shownu’s voices is heard at the door calling him to go to the stage. The boy grunt disappointed, and before he leaves I repeat his actions receiving a warning look from him.

…

During all the concert I saw how I wasn’t the only one to appreciate his fake piercing, listening from some fans beside me talking about ‘how hot’ he was. And in fact he really was, but besides his look, he was acting tease, knowing how hot he is.  

I’ve had never seeing him left the stage in such a hurry, and getting into the car to ride us home also quickly. And I couldn’t hold the laugh when he rushed to our apartment door unlocking it pretty fast. We barely get into the house, when Changkyun press me against the wood kissing me voraciously taking away my breath. “Babe…lock…the door…” I try to tell him between the kiss. Im grunt at my lips doing what I told.

Not wanting to wait anymore, the brown haired guy get me into his arms and lead the both of us to the room. When we get there I start to undress him, starting with his shirt that with an a second its already at the floor. I take a time to look at his torso and I can’t resist to the urging to kiss and bite his taned skin, felling his breathing getting choppy.

I back to kiss his lips feeling once again the metal against my own lips, and letting my hands starting to unzip his belt “damn babe, If I knew how it would reach you, I would had used the lip piercing before” I smile bitting his lip answering him “then don’t stop using it”.  

Changkyun take my shirt off and lay me on the bad, we both smile and I watch the way that his eyes go through my body before he do what I have done with his own. One of his large hands go straight to my breast and squeeze it on top of the bowl of my bra “babe you have a really big heart” Changkyun jokes smirking “shut up” it’s the answer that he receives from me, before I pull his face so I can kiss him one more time.

All of Changkyun’s kisses are delicious, but his fake piercing let his lips even better. I help him to take it off my underwear, and without any hesitation, Changkyun take his time making me going crazy. While his face was on top of my body, I trie to gain some friction moving my hips against his own to get what I want. “Changie, I need you” I use his pet name to sinalize to him how needy I’m for him. “How you are being a good girl, I’m gonna let you decide what do you want first… my mouth or my fingers baby?” My boyfriend ask me kissing my neck, the place he knows that get me weak. “Both” I answer him taking a deep breath and feel his smile against my skin. We take the rest of ours clothes faster that we can.

Im hold my tights after getting comfortable on the bed, and I definitely wasn’t expecting the way that he sucked my clit, making me moan out loud. Changkyun introduce his tongue, moving the way that he knows that it drive’s me crazy. The feeling of his piercing on my heated skin brings a even better feeling.

Changkyun definitely knows how to use his tongue, but he knows even more how to use it with his fingers, because at the moment that he decided to use both of them on me, my head gets cloudy, and the only thing I know how to do right now, is moan. “You’re so pretty like this baby but why don’t you moan a little louder?” I already know what to expect when I heard his words, but that doesn’t mean I was actually ready to when he hold me even tighter and eat me out faster and roughly. While Changkyun was having his face deeper on my intimacy, my hips tried to leave his embarace, but only being a action of reflex, however  his strong hands keep me on my pace. How he previously had planned, my moans start to increase, and are now showing how desperate I’m. “Babe…i’m…” I try to mumble something, and i know that he understood, once he start to move faster. I don’t need not even five minuts, and already feel my climax, still my boyfriend keeps with is oral movements making me tremble even more.

“As always, a bigg hottie” I see the boy smirk cleaning the corner of his lips. I melt under his eyes over my body and I try to calm my breath “look at you…so beautifull” Chang take his lips to mine and start to assert his dominance over the kiss, and over me.

I leade my hands over the bulge on his pants and I hear his moan against mine mouth. I free him from the belt and take his pants off, leting be visible his needs. Once Chang take off  his red underwear, I can see that his dripping so I give him a little 'help’. “Fuck babe! You have magic hands!” I hear him while I move my hands in a slow pace on his member. Changkyun throw back his head and I smile with the sinner vision my boyfriend gives to me. The swet start raising in his neck, making him even more irrestible. “Fuck it, I need to be inside you” Im holds my face bitting my low lip. I confirm with my head before pull away from him while he gets the condoms in the drawer besides the bed. Changkyun take a deep breath while put the protection on himself and that noise it’s music for my ears.

At the moment he is at the bed, I pull his body to sit with his back at the wall. “Today I want to ride you” I explain while I bite his lip that was shining with a smirk. I sit on his member slowly, feeling him fill me up completely. “Move” I’m commandad, and so I do, starting to move my hips slowly.

 I hold Changkyun’s face apreciating his beauty. He had his eyes closed, had back supporting at the wall, pure pleasure  stamped on his face, and leaving his mouth low and huscky moans that send shivers to all my body. When he’s eyes open and he looks at me, I can see the luxury presence on them. “Like what you see babe?”

 "A lot“ is my answer before another wild kiss, and Changkyun starts to move against my hips. Hitting my 'G’ spot, and once more, my moans volume up. I hold myself on the brown haired guy, unintentiolly scratching his back, and he let his lips on my neck increasing my pleasure.

Not much later, I reach my seacond high, falling in over his body, that keep it moving reaching his own pleasure, reaching it not much after I did, holding me against himself. We keep hugging at the same position trying comeback to normal. I smile feeling his hand caressing my back.

”I definetly gonna buy more of these" Chang speaks throught the silence,making me laugh slightly. “You get even more hot with that” I answer kissing the skin I could reach. We comeback to stay in silence for a couple more of seaconds until Chang speaks again “You know, this is kinda good”

 I face him in doubt until realise that he was still inside me “That’s your way to ask for try cockwarming?” I ask and my boyfriend close his eyes confirming with his head a little embarraced. “You think you can stand still?” I ask and he look at me with shining eyes “Is that a 'yes’?” “If you take this condoms off and we take a shower before, than yes” I watch when my answer makes my boyfriend smile.  

So we take a relaxing shower and fallen into the bed, even closer as before.

…

I’m so sorry I took me so long to translate this, but I don’t know what happend, but once I Write something, I get shy reading again ksnsjs ANYWAY please let me know what you think, and if I did something wrong. Wuv ya! 🌹💖

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The chosen one

Pairing: Jaehyun!Candidate - Princess!Reader

Warnings: None (just beware, Jaehyun is a philanderer here)

Summary: Having lots of smart, handsome men at your feet and giving you all the attention you can think of might be the best possible scenario for some. But for me, it's been a nightmare. Everyone has their desires, but that doesn't mean it's my heart. At least, that's what I believed, until I found him...

I believe that having thousands of perfect men vying for your hand, or at the very least, a second of your attention, can be all that many girls want. All the guys are daring, beautiful, with a thousand qualities and an incredible willingness to listen. But that's not what I want right now.

All meals are little wars fought between them, which most of the time seems to tire me more than those involved. Mom keeps encouraging me to watch them with more affection, but I can't. Selection is not something I like.

I was leaving the ladies' room, and heading towards my office, when two suitors corner me. They both start talking about the day, and how they would like to share me as we walk through the garden. I swallow my acid comments about not being a piece of meat to share, and smile diplomatically apologetically, and ask them not to follow me. Even with their protests, they let me go my way.

When I hear their conspiratorial whispers trying to change my mind, I walk into the library beside me, and lock myself in it. The room was huge, and its huge shelves covered with copies of my favorites. Clever young men, though, I think I've only seen one or two come in here, so I know I'll be quiet.

I start to walk among my faithful companions when I see a standing silhouette. He looked focused, trying to decipher something. I approach slowly and as I try to see what's in my hands, I try to remember his name.

-A...Alqu...what is this? -he snorts in frustration.

-"The Alchemist". -I reveal the name of the book, making myself present. I see the boy get red ears, and be embarrassed. I smile at your attitude, and the length. -It's an excellent book.

-Ah, Your Majesty, I...-He bows in respect and I do the same then, approaching me a few steps. - forgive me, I don't...

-Calm down! - I end up letting out a slight laugh, from his nervousness - the library is for everyone, although I don't believe that all suitors know about it... - I see the boy in front of me nodding. -So you like to read?

-Yes, Your Majesty... I remembered a book, and I decided to come look for it.

-Well, as it's a private collection, it might not have some titles...- I observe the spines in front of me. -Why don't you tell me the name, and we'll look for it together?

Seeing the boy's smile, I feel something strange. A certain euphoria, for maybe it's the first sensible conversation I've had since it all started. I hear what he's looking for, and he started walking, with him beside me.

-Sorry to ask, but there are still a lot of new faces... what's your name? -I ask.

-It's Jaehyun, Your Majesty. Yoo Jaehyun. - the brunette seemed to gain confidence with every word.

-Please, just you. We are alone. -I smile at him who agrees. - caste two?

-Yes...how do you know?

-Lovely face. - I shrug. I took a time to ponder what I should ask you now. I have a list of questions to ask the suitors so I can eliminate them as soon as possible. But something about him made me want to know more about him as a person.

-I wonder how exhausting it must be for you. -He says, I'm surprised. The eye, looking for a reference to your speech - the selection... is an event for many of us, but I can't imagine it for you.

-Oh yes...let's say I'm not found the idea of ​​having a reality show, to force me to choose a husband. - I make a face which makes him laugh lightly.

- I always thought the program was unfair to you, and to the candidates, -this Jaehyun from caste two, starts talking, and when I think it's going to continue, he gives up. I instruct him to go into a hallway with books in Korean, and then into the romance session.

-You should find what you're looking for here...-I turn my back looking at some old names.

-I've already found what you wanted. -He assures me, and when I turn around, I catch him watching me intensely.

-I knew i have found ever since I've layed my eyes here. - His sentence made me blush, and then he hands me the book he had in his hands. I nod, and turn to pick up a random book. I try to control my breathing and heart which accelerated rapidly. -Are all these books yours?

-I share the space with my parents, but a large part of the collection is mine. - I shrug, proud of myself

- What does your book talk about?

-Love. Love and all its forms. - His voice was calm, and his face was that of someone who faithfully believed in that feeling.

-So you are a romantic...do you believe in fate, or soul mates?

-Yes, on both. -When I realize, we stopped walking and we're just staring at each other while we talk. -I believe that no matter what happens, you and your soul mate are bonded, and will meet and be together. How should be.

-Akai Ito...- I whisper with his sudden approach. I give up trying to read who he is, and trying to understand why I can't act with him like I was with everyone else. - What do you want, Jaehyun?

-Sorry, I don't think I understand.

-In five minutes of conversation with the suitors, I can already trace their desires...money, power, a fairy-tale life...but I don't know what you want. -I start pouring everything in front of him, while he stares at me with a small and disconcerting smile at the corner of his mouth - I don't remember seeing you vying for my attention at dinners, or anytime... what do you want here Jaehyun?

-I always waited for the right moment. That was my mom's advice... watch, not invade your space... and although I think the selection is unfair, I wouldn't mind having the opportunity to spend time with you, and get to know who you really are. - I watch him take a step towards me and take my hand. He smiles and looks deep into my eyes - even if it breaks my heart to little pieces, I wouldn't mind picking up the pieces.

And in the next second, I did something I haven't done with anyone in my entire life. I leaned over her body, and pressed our lips together. I didn't know much about Jaehyun, but I knew I could take a chance with him, and maybe give myself up, for the first time.

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