The worst part of spending the weekend with Chanyeol is that he has to go back to work when it’s over. I woke up this morning to a cold and empty bed. I sat up, looking out the open window and sighed. It was strange not having a pair of big arms pulling me back under the covers. I got off the bed, walked around the room, finding something to wear.
I started feeling a little sad when I saw Chanyeol’s oversized hoodie. Just ten hours ago, I was pulling it off of him. I missed the way he cuddled me into his chest when he wore it. The way his warm cheeks felt against my lips. I picked up the hoodie and put it on. I went to the underwear drawer and decided to steal a pair of his boxers to complete my ‘lazy day chic’ look. I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.
Chanyeol was branded on my mind. I couldn’t get him out if it! I made myself some cereal, reminiscing of yesterday morning when he had me right here on the counter, kissing, biting, scratching. I took a deep breath, feeling flushed.
I ate my breakfast silently, at least, silently outside of my mind. I couldn’t stop replaying his raspy moans and the haunting sound of his hand coming down on my bare ass with a rough spank. Just the thought sent tingles up my spine.
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my memories. I unlocked it and smiled when I saw a message from the sexy devil himself.
Yeollie: Sorry I left in such a rush, baby. You looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to wake you. I’ll see you after work
Y/n: But babyyyyy I miss you… inside me 😉
I smirked at myself when I sent the message. I got up from my seat and put my cereal bowl in the sink. My phone went completely silent, bot a single response. Maybe I wasn’t provoking him enough.
I went back up to our bedroom, turned my phone on to selfie mode and snapped a picture of myself in his hoodie. I made sure to display the “SEXUAL FANTASIES” printed on the front. I sent the picture, but once again, no response. Playing hard to get I see. I went into the bathroom, took off the hoodie and positioned my arm to cover my breasts, barely. I took another picture, flaunting his boxers. I sent the selfie to him with the caption “About to take a shower. Wish you were here”.
I turned on my playlist, pulled off his boxers, and pinned up my hair for my shower. I kept the temperature of the water low to cool myself off. Chanyeol just drove me wild! I felt like an addict after a bender. I absolutely craved the man. I swayed back and forth to the soft beats, letting the water dribble down my suds-covered skin.
“You say you wanna come over to my place~ Just the thought of you in my bedroom it increases my heart rate~” I smiled to myself while I sang along.
Chanyeol was probably in the middle of dance practice which would explain the lack of replies. Once again, thoughts of him flooded back into my mind. I imagined his breaking a sweat, his muscles flexing with every movement, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. I bit my lip, reaching down between my legs and started teasing my clit a little. I stroked up and down my slit, picturing Chanyeol’s big hands instead. My mouth hung open with a moan.
“Mmm, Chan…” I whispered.
Suddenly, the shower curtain flew open. I gasped, almost falling when I saw Chanyeol standing in front of me like a Greek god. He already took it upon himself to strip naked for me.
“Here you are,” he said with a crooked smile. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in, baby?” He stepped into the shower, backing me into the corner. I kept my eyes locked on his, but didn’t say a word. I couldn’t believe he actually left early for this. Serves me right for being a tease, I suppose.
I shook my head ‘no’ and trembled when I felt the cold tiles on my back. Chanyeol’s eyes shot down to my hardening nipples. He cupped my breasts, taking the small buds between his fingers with a pinch.
“I love seeing you like this, baby. Even after a cold shower, your skin feels like it’s on fire.” He met my stare and raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Do I get you all hot and bothered?”
“Yes.” I moaned. I was so entranced by how impulsive he was being right now. He was just as turned on as I was.
Chanyeol let go of my breasts, shut off the water and ran his hands down my legs before lifting me into his arms. I coiled my legs around him until he placed me gently on the counter. He picked up a towel to dry me off. Starting at my feet, he slowly worked the soft cloth up my leg, to my inner thigh and back down the other side. He held the towel around my waist, patting me dry and stroked down my arms until I was completely dried off.
“Chanyeol…” I stretched out my legs, holding his hips and pulling him closer. “Fuck me… hard.”
The color of his eyes darkened with lust as he took a step back, picked up his hoodie and said, “raise your arms”. I did what I was told, not wanting to wait any longer. He put it on for me, brushing the hairs out of my face while I straightened it out. Chanyeol lifted me up, holding me against his naked body as he walked us back into our bedroom.
I couldn’t help it. I had to kiss him. I grabbed his sweet cheeks and pulled him in, smashing our lips together. Chanyeol laid me down on our bed and parted our lips to move his kisses down my neck. I raised my legs, giving him perfect access to where he was heading. He looked up as he as he eased his way down to my drenched center.
He closed his big brown eyes, breathing him my sent and slowly grazed his tongue up my slit. My lips parted, allowing my soft whimper to easily pass through into the lustful atmosphere. Chanyeol grasped my ankles, tossing my legs over his broad shoulders. He planted an open-mouth kiss on my warm core, tasting my essence. With one hand rubbing my clit, he pumped his shaft with the other, releasing some tension for himself.
“Y/n… You have no idea what you do to me.” He raised his head from between my legs but continued to rub my clit. “Just seeing you in this hoodie is enough to get me rock-hard.”
“Chan…” I bucked my hips, needing more contact.
“So wet, baby. Is this all for daddy?” He asked with a devilish smile
“Yes, daddy.”
He inserted a finger into me, causing my legs to tense up. I tightened around his finger, showing him how badly I needed him. He bit his lip, trying to resist.
“Fuck me, daddy. Please. I’ll be a good girl~” I said with innocent eyes.
Chanyeol leaned toward my face, staring me down. “Say that again.”
“Fuck me…”
He took a hold of my feet, pulling me down to lay directly beneath him. I nearly took the hoodie off when Chanyeol stopped me.
“Leave it on.” He said. He raised my hips, looking me in the eye and thrusted his entire cock into me.
“Oh, fuck yes! Take me!” I screamed.
Chanyeol fit his long, thick member inside of me, stretching me out. It was something that was a little uncomfortable, but after a few more thrusts, the foreign sensation was gone. All I could feel was the glorious friction paired perfectly with his dark grunts.
“God damn, baby. So tight.” He hid his face in my neck, panting softly as he picked up the pace. “Moan for me love, let me hear you.”
“Oh~ Chanyeol! You’re S-so good. Harder, daddy.” He grabbed a hold of my hips, slamming into me as hard as he could. “Yes! Just like that, daddy! Mmm, I’ve been wanting this all day.”
“I’m here now, baby. You’re all mine now.”
He pounded into me faster and faster till I couldn’t take it anymore. I arched my back and reached my climax. My nails scraped down his back, making him groan. His warm cum shot against my walls while he thrusted mercilessly. My toes curled and stiffened until I finished my vigorous orgasm. Chanyeol stood up on his knees, looking down at the aftermath of his fierce desires.
“You really are my sexual fantasy.” He said.
I pulled him down next to me, covering myself in the soft material. The man was already a skyscraper compared to me, yet he still insists on buying close that are too big even for him. Chanyeol draped his arm around my waist, rubbing my back.
“Did you really leave work early just to see me?” I asked.
“I figured those pictures would have gotten worse if I left you here any longer.”
“…True.” I admitted. He kissed my nose and pulled me on top of him. He always works so hard. What’s one more day in bed?
Summary: Lately, Chanyeol and Sehun have been working on their next duo project. Unfortunately, they’ve been neglecting things in the bedroom, but you’ve got a few tricks that’ll persuade them.
Warnings: Threesome sex, light spanking
A/n: This is my first public threesome scenario. Be gentle!
So there I was… Two boyfriends and still feeling sexually frustrated. Chanyeol was up int he studio with Sehun, helping him with his next project, but I wanted them. I closed my eyes and thought about Sehun’s soft moans paired with Chanyeol’s rocky growls. I slid my hand into my panties, stroking my slit, fantasizing about how good it would feel to have them both ravish me on our bed. They get so rough when I misbehave. My eyes shot open as a devious plan popped into my head.
I walked up to the door of their home studio, knocked three times and peeked inside stying on the two of them. They were so focused on what they were doing, they didn’t even notice me walking in. I tiptoed up to Sehun, gently running my hands over his broad shoulders, hugging him from behind. I kissed his forehead and waited for some kind of reaction. He didn’t even move! I kissed down his cheek to his sharp jawline, thinking it would do the trick, but again, nothing. My hands went down his abdomen until I was blocked.
“Baby, not now. I’m working.” Sehun said.
I sighed and stood up straight. From the corner of my eye, I could see Chanyeol squirming in his seat. If there was anyone who couldn’t resist my kisses, it was my baby Chan. I sauntered over to him, sat in his lap and coiled my arms around his neck. His hands immediately held my waist, pulling me in for a heated kiss. I crossed my legs toward him, bringing myself closer on his lap. He grabbed my ass, earning a moan. I cupped his soft cheeks, rubbing my thighs together for a little friction.
“Ugh, that’s it!” Chanyeol sprung up, carrying me out of the studio and down the hall to our bedroom. “You dirty little girl. Sehun can get in a lot of trouble if someone were to hear your moans on his track.” He dropped me on the bed, unbuckled his belt and threw it across the room. I helped him out of the rest of his clothes and he returned the favor, leaving us both naked and needy. Chanyeol climbed on top of me, trapping himself between my legs. I locked around him, turning us over and pinning his hands above his head. I moaned, finally able to hear his almighty growls.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy when you take charge.” He said. “Go ahead, baby girl. I’m all yours.”
I held his cock in my hand, pumping it a few times before sinking down on him, taking every inch. My mouth fell open, still amazed at how big he was. I rested my hands on his chest, lightly scraping my nails across the skin. I gasped when I heard the bedroom door slam shut. I turned around and watched as Sehun stripped down in front of me. I bit my lip, trying not to moan when I saw him freeing his rock hard length.
“Come here,” Sehun said, climbing on the bed. I lifted my hips, letting Chanyeol’s thick cock fall out of my wet heat. Sehun’s hand slipped between my legs, collecting my juices with a little laugh. “So wet, baby. Were you that impatient?” He asked, lathering his manhood with my wetness.
“Yes.” I whimpered.
“Bend over,” Sehun commanded.
I followed his orders and hovered over Chanyeol. Sehun’s hand came down with a spank, making me squeal. I took a deep breath as Chanyeol guided my hips back down onto him as Sehun eased into me.
“Is this what you wanted baby girl? Me fucking this tight little pussy while Sehun takes your ass?” Chanyeol’s hand went from my ass to my breast with a squeeze. “Answer me!.”
“Yes~ This is what I wanted!” My head fell back onto Sehun’s shoulder, giving him the opportunity to kiss down my neck.
Both boys touched every inch of my body as they thrusted in and out. I moved my hips up and down on their cocks, trying to take as much as I could. My moans got louder and louder as I clenched around them both. I grabbed a hold of Chanyeol’s big, thick hands, feeling the tingles spread through my palms. I was so close, I could feel it.
“I-I’m… Close!” I cried out.
“Cum baby! Cum for us!” Chanyeol groaned.
My back arched and my legs were covered in goosebumps as my orgasm rushed through me. Sehun’s thrusts quickened, causing me to come down on Chanyeol’s member even faster. Sehun’s moans rang through my ears while he rode out his high along with Chanyeol. I whined when the two pulled out of me, giving me a break.
I laid down next to Chanyeol, cuddling into his chest. Sehun combed his fingers through his hair, clearing his face of any sweaty strands. He got off the bed, leaving me with Chanyeol.
“Now if you’ll excuse me. I have a song to finish.” Sehun said, kissing my forehead.
He walked out of the room and closed the door. Chanyeol turned over, pulled my leg around his hips and gave my ass a little smack. “Dirty girl…” He scolded playfully. What can I say? A girl knows what she wants.
Previously: “I know things will never be exactly the same, but I’m willing to try again.” His honesty warmed your heart. You looked up at him with a smile.“So no more sorority girls?” You asked. “Nope. No more sorority girls… except you.” He replied.
You woke up with a slight headache. The sun was way too bright to be streaming in through the open windows. You stood up, off the bed to try and close the shades but you instantly fell back onto the bed. Thanks to your little … reunion with Chanyeol, you’re legs felt like they were made of jelly.
“Oh, god.” You groaned.
There was nothing to do but just sit there on the edge of your bed until there were a few faint knocks at the door. You turned around and called for, whoever it was, to come in. Chanyeol peaked his head in and smiled when he saw you.
“Hey. I got you a muffin and a smoothie.” He handed you the cup and paper bag as he sat next to you.
“How’d you get back in here?” You asked.
“I left the door unlocked when I left and thankfully it was still unlocked when I came back. ” He laid down on your bed, getting comfy.
“Thank you for this. I’m starving.” You took one sip of the smoothie and nearly gagged. “What’s in this?”
“Strawberry beat smoothie. Your favorite.” He said.
“No way I hate that flavor.” You sat the smoothie on my desk and just settled on the muffin.
“Oh right. Strawberry and beets were for the girl from Delta Phi” He muttered.
You rolled your eyes, feeling a little crack in your heart. You can take the boy out of the frat but you can’t take the frat out of the boy. Chanyeol sat up on the bed, pulling you into him, hugging you from behind while you ate your snack.
“Baby I’m sorry. I want to start over the right way.” He kissed your shoulder, rubbing his hands up and down your sides, making you squirm and smile. “See? I still know how ticklish you are.”
“I want to start over too, but you really have to try, okay. I feel like I have to get to know you all over again.” You leaned back against his firm chest, turning your head to the side to hear his heartbeat.
Chanyeol sighed with a nod. “I know, my love.”
You finished the last of the muffin and stood up, stumbling a little, but Chanyeol held your hips to keep you from falling over. You slowly walked to your jeans on the floor, taking out your phone.
“Oh, no.” You said under your breath
“What’s wrong?”
“The girls will be back any minute from the gym! You’ve got to get out.” You scrambled around the room, getting rid of all the evidence from last night.
“Relax. Is it really that bad?”
“Chanyeol. You have a reputation here. There isn’t a single member in this house who has slept with you-”
“But they do know we dated in high school right?” He asked, cutting in.
You opened your mouth to speak, but you knew the truth would hurt him. Instead, you stood there silent, like a statue.
Chanyeol’s eyebrows raised. “Right?” He repeated.
“Well, the only reason I didn’t is that-”
Chanyeol got off the bed, and headed to the door, not wanting to hear any excuses. You hurried to his side, stopping him from leaving. He can’t just walk out like this. You both had some faults, which is probably why fate brought you back together in the first place.
“I’m not letting you go like this.” You said.
“Why? You need me to sneak out the window so your little sorority sisters don’t see the playboy you’ve never met before.” Chanyeol rolled his eyes and reached for the doorknob, causing the crack in your heart to worsen.
The tears started building up and your voice broke. “Chanyeol. Please. You need to understand. I didn’t think you’d ever come back to me.”
Chanyeol looked at you, seeing the sincerity and pain in your eyes and he eased back. The two of you stepped back from the door and walked back to your bed.
“Ever time I saw you, it was like you were a stranger. I genuinely thought I lost you. So yes, I lied. But only because… You were gone.” You said, letting the little tear fall.
Chanyeol kneeled in front of you, wiping your tear. “Y/n… There is no way that you can lose me. No matter how much distance there is between us. You are the first girl I’ve ever loved. I knew in high school that you were the one and it hasn’t changed. I love you more than anything and anyone. It’s as clear now as it was then.”
He cupped your face in his hands, catching each tear as they dripped down your face. He pulled you in for a sweet kiss, proving that the spark was still there. Out of pure habit, you smiled against his lips. Remembering all those laughs he gave you broke you out of your discouraged state.
You thought to yourself and decided enough was enough. Everyone was going to find out sometime. The front door opened and several footsteps and voices echoed throughout the house. You stood up and held out your hands for him to take.
“Let’s go.” You said.
“You’re sure about this?” Chanyeol asked. You nodded your head and marched to the door, squeezing his hand.
The moment you two walked downstairs all the girls went silent, staring in shock and disgust that you were actually coming out of your bedroom with the infamous Park Chanyeol.
“…Y/n… What is going on here?” The head sister asked.
“I’m going to breakfast. With my boyfriend.” You stated, radiating confidence.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a few seconds, but she quickly softened her expression. “Are you sure you want to do this for him? Rules are rules.”
“Getting back together with my exboyfriend doesn’t violate any rules. But if your really that worried about it, I’ll be glad to go back to dorm living.” Chanyeol’s hand from your hand to your waist, giving you a small embrace to show he was proud of you.
“You have 48 hours. Turn your keys in when your room is cleared out.” With that, the girls walked away, leaving you and Chanyeol alone.
You both walked out of the house and down the street in silence. CHanyeol wanted to talk, you could tell, but still, he was quiet. Those girls would have thrown you out no matter what you said, but you just felt invisible. You got your man back and all was good.
“So where do you wanna go for breakfast?” He asked.
“Well I know this cutie named Chanyeol who makes really good waffles if I ask him nicely?~” You said with a sweet smile.
Chanyeol kissed your forehead and threw his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in for a big bear hug. “My place it is.”
Over breakfast, you had some time to think. You’ve never gotten back together with anyone before and although Chanyeol hasn’t changed completely, there are some new traits that you have to get familiar with. You snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Chanyeol poke your nose.
“Whatcha thinking about?” He asked.
“Just you and me.” You said honestly.
Chanyeol nodded and went on. “Good things?”
“Yeah. Really good things.” You held his hand and he smiled, showing his adorable dimples.
“I know I feel really good about us right now. The new Y/n and Chanyeol.” He pulled you off the chair and onto his lap.“Campus couple.”
“I like that.” You replied, running your fingers through his hair.
“I like you. You got awfully feisty back there.” His hands squeezed you butt playfully and you giggled. “It was sexy.”
“Oh yeah?” You asked. Chanyeol nodded and you wrapped your arms around him, repositioning your legs to straddle him. “You like it when I take charge?”
You watched as Chanyeol’s eyes dilated. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife. Your side smile started to grow, causing Chanyeol to go into a frenzy. He got up, whisking you off to his bedroom. You covered his neck in kisses on your way over, nibbling on the one spot that drives him wild.
When you reached his room, he let you back down, giving you full control of him. You lifted his shirt up, pulling it off of him and pushing him back onto his bed. Without hesitation, you climbed on top of him, giving him a little strip show. Clothing flew in all directions until you both were naked and wanting.
Chanyeol’s hands moved up your back, pulling you closer. Skin to skin, chest to chest, heart to heart. You positioned his throbbing member at your slit, taking a quick pause before taking him all the way in. You both moaned at the familiar friction working its magic. You rode his cock, moving in figure-eights. His breathy grumbles had you seeing angels, but of course, you didn’t have to look far. Watching his nose crinkle and his eyes close gently was like a work of art.
“More, baby.” He held your hips, grinding with you until you started to bounce. His hips bucked rhythmically, giving you enough pleasure to cum in seconds.
His pink pouty lips parted, begging for a heated kiss. You came down on top of him, smashing your lips together and taking him even deeper. You moaned into each other’s mouths, unable to stop your selves from reaching that almighty high. Your climax washed over you, shooting tingles from your hands to feet. Butterflies erupted inside your stomach as you tightened around him.
Chanyeol’s hands rubbed your back when you fell limp on top of him, slumping over into his powerful arms. Oh, how you loved his arms. Nothing ever went wrong when he held you. Everything was at peace. His soft cheek pressed against your face as he snuggled you in.
“Now that’s how to start the morning.” He said with a smile.
“The most sensuous time of day.” You replied with a kiss.
You understood that Chanyeol has evolved since the break-up, but so did you. You both made changes as individuals, but now you’re better than ever… together 😉
A/N: this was supposed to be a oneshot (smut story under 700 words) but Chanyeol is my ult. bias and I was triggered
Genre: smut, angst
Summary: Although your relationship with your boss, Chanyeol is a secret, he won’t hesitate to punish you in the middle of the workday.
“Hey, Y/n!” One of my coworkers said, coming up to me with a smile.
“Oh, hey Kevin,” I replied. He sat on the edge of my desk and continued, “A bunch of us were gonna go out for ‘happy hour’ and kick off the weekend if you wanna join?”
“I can’t. Mr.Park has a retreat next week and he needs me to stay late with him.” I explained.
“Are you sure? Half price drinks; I’ll even buy the first round.” He added.
I just shrugged my shoulders and declined. “Maybe another time, Kev.”
“Okay. Well, are you busy for the rest of the weekend?” He asked.
“Well…” I tried to think up an excuse, but a husky voice came to the rescue.
“Y/n! Come in here please.” Mr.Park called.
I stood up and Kevin made himself scarce. I turned to walk into his office and he gestured for me to close the door.
“You called for m-”
“What is Kevin doing?” He interrupted, not even bothering to look up from his computer.
“Oh, um… Nothing. He was just fooling around.” I tried to be as honest as possible without making him jealous. My plan quickly backfired when, in a single blink, he switched his focus from his work to me.
“Nothing?” He asked with an unconvinced glare.
“Chanyeol,” I warned.
He stood up from his desk, walked up to me and placed his hands on my hips. “It sounded to me like he wanted what’s mine.” He leaned toward my ear, kissing the soft spot just below the lobe. His hot breath was enough to make me soak through my panties. I let out a soft moan and he pinched the side of my ass. “Shhh, princess. It’s not the end of the day yet. Which reminds me.”
Chanyeol pulled away from me, walked back to his desk and left me in awe. I just stood there motionless, taking in what just happened. He logged back into his computer and returned to what he was working on.
“You’re just gonna leave me like this?”
“Frustrating. Isn’t it?” He said, again not making eye contact.
I turned my heal and walked out of his office. The second I sat down I could feel my clit throbbing. I pressed my thighs together and bit my lip. There is no way I’ll get anything done like this. I was checking the clock every five minutes until finally, the work day was over. Everyone packed up their things and headed for the door. Kevin strode past my desk sending me a wink and left.
As soon as everyone was out the door. I stood up, took a look around and went right back into Chanyeol’s office. He was in the exact position that I left him in, staring at his screen with no emotion. He didn’t even notice me. I strolled around his desk, came up behind him and rested my hands on his shoulders.
“What are you doing?” He asked, eyes locked on his work.
“It’s after hours.” I kissed his temple, running my hands down his firm chest. “I think you owe me an apology by the way.”
“And why is that?” He said, typing somethng onto a document.
That’s it. I pulled his chair away from the desk, spinning him around to look at me. I straddled his hips causing my work skirt to start rolling up. His eyes went straight to my barely covered panties and his smirk started growing.
“First of all, my eyes are up here.” I lifted his chin, forcing him to actually look at me. “Secondly, leaving me all hot and bothered isn’t very nice.”
His hands stroked up and down my sides, untucking my shirt. “It’s not very nice to lead someone on either.”
“Who did I lead on?”
“I heard you talking to Kevin, Y/n. You never actually said the word no. You just… skirted around the issue and let him think he had a chance.” His hands moved to my thighs, raising the hem of my skirt even higher, uncovering my ass.
“Baby, if I told him I had a boyfriend, he’d want to know who and I’d have to lie, and you of all people know I’m a bad liar.” I locked my arms around his shoulders, combing through the little hairs on the back of his head.
“Hmm~” He hummed, relaxing into my touch. His eyes fluttered shut, he relaxed his lips and he tilted his head back.
I took the opportunity to give him a few little kisses on his neck, working my way up to his plush pink lips. His hold on my hips tightened, bringing me in as close as he could. Our chests pressed together, making him moan. I lifted my head up, brushing our noses together before I crashed my lips into his.
My hand held the back of his head, moving it to the side to deepen the kiss. He slipped his hands under my top, unhooking my bra. I finished the job for him and pulled my shirt and bra off, tossing it aside and returning to his lips. His hands came around to my front, cupping my breasts. He looked down at them, breaking the kiss and wrapping his lips around my nipple, sucking gently.
Leaning back, I gave him full access to my chest while my fingers played in his soft hair. He lifted me up, holding me against him until he placed me on his desk. He knocked the paperwork and picture frames out of the way and had me lay flat on my back. I watched as he undid his pants, freeing his rock hard erection. I opened my legs wider, readying myself for him.
He hovered above me, pausing when he remembered my panties were still in the way. With one movement, he ripped them off of me, tearing the lace.
“Hey! That was my favorite set you just ruined.” I scolded.
He gave me a devilish smirk in return and said, “I bought you those, I can buy you new ones.”
He lined himself up at my entrance and before I could get a word out, he thrusted his entire length into me eagerly. I gasped, arching my back. My nails dug into his biceps as he moved in and out of me roughly.
“just like that, babygirl. Take it.” His chest rose and fell with each short breath. “This is what you wanted all day? To come into my office, have me lay you down and pound into you till you scream!”
“Chanyeol! Oh god!” I clenched around him, making my walls even tighter as I approached my orgasm. “I’m so close.”
Chanyeol lifted my legs a little higher, finding the perfect angle, slapping our hips together. My mouth fell open and I came undone. Shivers rushed up my spine when I heard Chanyeol growl and groan through his climax.
I relaxed onto his desk, coming back down from a stimulating high. As soon as we caught our breath Chanyeol stood up, stuffing his soft member into his pants and zipping them up. He looked down at my half-naked body with a smirk and gave me a hand, lifting me off the desk. I straightened my skirt and put my bra and shirt back on. When went to pick up my torn panties Chanyeol intercepted me, taking them for himself and putting them in his pocket.
“Stay with me tonight.” He requested while pulling me into his strong arms. “You and I have a few more… matters to tend to.”
Summary: Chanyeol’s busy schedule has really been a test of your patience. But with another date night being canceled, you just can’t let him get away with that.
“Let’s just go,” I said. Chanyeol and I walked down the hall. Well, more like I stormed down the hall while he followed.
“No, Y/n. You’re clearly pissed about the change in plans. Why is it so hard for you to just say it? Is being passive aggressive really that much easier?” He grabbed my wrist, turning me around. I snatched it away from him and crossed my arms.
“I just don’t have anything to say to you right now. Let’s go to your precious party.” I continued to walk down the hall with my boyfriend close behind. I pressed the button for the elevator to come and take us downstairs, but that just meant more time to argue.
All week we planned on going out to dinner while we had a spare minute from both of our busy schedules, but Chanyeol’s manager swooped in early this morning with a text telling him he had to attend some listening party for a trainee who just debuted. Chanyeol asked me to go with him so we could still be together, but we may as well just spend the night apart. I know for a fact, the second he walks through the door, everyone who is anyone will come up to talk to him and treat me like some lost puppy off the street.
I let out a deep sigh and the bell dinged. The elevator doors opened and Chanyeol and I walked in. I leaned against the wall while he pushed the button for the lobby. Now it was back to waiting in an awkward silence.
“Babe, I know why you’re upset, but I’m not just going to ignore you when we get there.” He consoled
“I know you won’t. Everyone else will. No one cares about me there! I’m just the dumb girl who stole Park Chanyeol.” That last comment was all it took. Chanyeol smashed the side of his fist against the stop button, making the elevator come to a halt.
“Y/n, you didn’t steal me away from anyone. SM entertainment doesn’t own me. No one does.” His eyes darkened while he spoke.
“Oh really? Is that why you didn’t even hesitate before texting your manager back?” He knew I had a point, but there was no backing down now.
“If it means that much to you, I’ll cancel on my manager and we’ll go to dinner. Happy?” He pulled out his phone and started calling.
“No! Will you stop it?” I took the phone from him and hung up. “I’m not happy with that.”
“Then what do you want?” He came close to me, towering over my smaller frame. It was beginning to get a little intimidating, but at the same time, he was so sexy when he was mad.
“I want you,” I answered honestly.
“Fine, let’s have dinner.” He almost hit the button to start up the elevator, but I stopped him. “You want to go to the party?”
“No.” I stood in front of the buttons, blocking him.
“What’s happening?” He was still very confused, so it was up to me to help him out a little.
“Yeol~” I inched closer to him, backing him into the corner. “I. Want. You.” I ran my hands up his abdomen, to his chest and cupped his cheeks, pulling him down for a heated kiss.
He instantly grabbed my waist, pulling me into him. I moaned in his mouth when his hands reached down just below my ass, lifting me up and pushing me against the wall of the elevator. I locked my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss and grinding against him. My fitted dress rived up, exposing my lace panties.
“Fuck, I can’t take this.” Chanyeol unbuckled his belt, trying to hold his focus while I peppered his face in kisses.
He pulled out his hard cock, pumping it in his hand a few times before slipping my panties to the side and rubbing himself against my slick folds. I nearly went weak. I didn’t even care about the argument, I just needed him pounding himself into me. I took a hold of his jawline, smashing our lips together as he plunged into my wetness mercilessly. My moans started spilling out of my mouth.
“Chanyeol~ More! Oh, baby!” My words were muffled by his lips, but he knew what I wanted
He lifted my legs higher, moving in and out at a rapid pace. My small moans and whimpers turned into loud cries and profanities. My stomach knotted, my palms tingled and my back arched. I held onto Chanyeol’s shoulder with all my might, tightening my walls around his thick cock as he thrusted roughly. My fingernails started digging into the shirt on his back. I was so close, I could hardly speak.
“Ch-Chan-” I gave up on stating the obvious and bit my lip instead.
“Oh, god. I know baby. On three.” I let out a sigh, slightly disappointed that I had to wait. “One…” His thrusts started speeding up, making his little countdown much more difficult to honor.
“Two… Three! Cum, NOW!” His face went straight to my neck, groaning and nibbling as his sloppy thrusts rode out both of our orgasms. I tugged on his hair, calling out his name.
By the time we both colled down, I lowered myself to the ground, straightening out my dress and panties. Chanyeol zipped and buttoned his pants before finally pressing the stop button again to get the elevator moving again. To my surprise, he then pressed the button for our floor.
“What are you doing?” I asked “I thought you wanted me to choose. Dinner or the party.”
“You already chose. And now I’m gonna capitalize on that.” He said. I gave him a little smile and he leaned down to kiss me.
The doors opened again and we scurried back to our room, hand in hand. He unlocked the door, picking me up bridal-style and carrying me inside. He took out his phone, turning it off before tossing it on the table.
“We have unfinished business.” He said walking toward me.
Even though we didn’t go out for dinner or the party. Everyone ended up satisfied… Except for Chanyeol’s manager…
Summary: You and Chanyeol fell madly in love in high school, but things changed the second he stepped foot on a college campus. He joined a frat, worked out all the time and left you behind. He went from being your adorkable boyfriend to the one who got away. Or so you thought.
The worst part about going to college with your high school sweetheart, it’s getting dumped by him! Everyone knew you and Chanyeol would make it. You two were voted most likely to get married and yet, things changed. The moment he joined a fraternity, his sweet innocent personality was overshadowed by an egotistical jerk. He stopped calling you by your name and just called you ‘babe’, when you two were out together, he’d practically have his hand glued to your ass, and by the time you two were nearing the end, he rarely called anymore.
It took just one year in college to ruin four years of love and commitment. It was like you didn’t exist to him anymore. Over the next two years, you both started seeing other people, but no one could ever add up to the boy you fell in love back in high school. You’d spot Chanyeol around campus with some other girl on his arm, but he never once looked back at you. He started to get a new reputation and a new type. He’d have sorority girls fawning all over him, and legend had it any girl who slept with him became chapter president, so who could turn him down?
Senior year quickly approached and your love life was a complete joke. Every guy you met couldn’t compare to your Chanyeol, but he was long gone. You made a few friends in the greek life, which opened the door for you to join one of the most respected sororities on campus, best of all, none of them could stand Park Chanyeol. It was deeply refreshing since you couldn’t stand the person he’s become either.
The weekend before school started, all the fraternities and sororities all got together for a Saturday night social. You were excited to see your friends all in one place, but you had to plan strategically to not see Chanyeol. You know if you caught him with yet another girl, your heart would shatter like glass, yet again.
You arrived with your sorority sisters and took a lap around to say “Hi” to everyone you knew. After the first hour, your group dispersed and you were challenged by a few friends for a game of darts. Everything was going perfectly, you were having fun, meeting new people and all was well. You won the game, winning a goodie-bag from the host.
“Nice shot, babe.” A voice said from behind.
You froze like a statue, your expression fell flat and your eyes narrowed. It was him. You looked behind you to see the dimpled devil leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and a smirk on his lips.
“Seriously?” you replied. The crowd left to the next activity, leaving you two alone.
“What?” He said, shrugging.
“Two years, of treating me like a ghost and now you’re gonna talk to me.” I turned to face him, placing my hands on my hips and raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, come on babe-”
“Stop calling me that! My name is Y/n!”
“Chill out. I know that. I was just paying you a compliment.” He raised his hands in surrender, making you roll your eyes and walk away. Before you got too far, Chanyeol grabbed your hand and pulled you back to him. “How about one more game.”
“Pass.” You snatched your hand away and crossed your arms.
“Please? We can make it interesting.”
“How so?” you had to admit, you were a little curious.
“If I win… I get to kiss you.” He took a step forward, changing the atmosphere and softening the tone.
“And if I win?”
“Then you get to kiss me.” He smirked. You huffed at him and walked off. Instead of grabbing your hand again, he took a hold of your waist, turning me around and holding you against him. Your heartbeat quickened in your chest, leaving your knees weak and your lips quiver.
“Why would I ever kiss you?” You asked.
“Old times sake.” Wrong answer. You pushed him off of you, returning to your aggravated state.
“You don’t get it, do you? I don’t want to kiss you for old times sake because… B-because…” You quickly looked to the floor, trying not to let him see you cry. Everyone knows “old times sake” means it’s really over, with no chance of making up. It was the last goodbye
“Because of what? Y/n?” He tried to get you to look at him, but you couldn’t.
“Sorry, this was a mistake.” You tried to subtly wipe your tears and walk away. For the second time, Chanyeol reached out to grab you but you were too fast. You burst out of the party, taking a deep breath of fresh air and walking back to your sorority house.
“Y/n! Wait up!” You could hear Chanyeol chasing after you, but you just kept your pace, fully aware that he’d catch up to you. And sure enough, he ran in front of you, blocking you from going any further. “What’d I do?”
“WHAT DIDNT YOU DO?!” you screamed. Every ounce of anger and heartache erupted at that moment. “YOU DUMPED ME AFTER MONTHS OF SILENCE! YOU’VE SLEPT WITH EVERY STUPID SORORITY GIRL WHO CROSSED YOUR PATH AND NOW YOU WANT TO KISS ME FOR ‘OLD TIMES SAKE’?! WHAT IS THAT?!” You took a pause to collect yourself and calm down a bit. “You broke me Chanyeol. I just met all these people within the last few months. When you left me… I had no one.”
Each word hit him like a rock. His whole attitude changed. His dark ego filled eyes changed into the big puppy-dog look you adored so much, but he wasn’t happy, you could see the tears build up and fall. You made the infamous Park Chanyeol cry. He took a few steps forward, reaching his arms out and lifting you up for a tight hug. You reached your arms up out of habit but stopped yourself. How do you know this is real?
“I’m so sorry…” He whispered into your neck. It was enough to make you cry too. The hot tears streamed down your face and you finally gave in, needing a hug.
Chanyeol brought his head up, cupping your cheeks and crashing your lips together. You pressed your hands to his chest, pushing him back a little. The spark was still there, but at this point, you can’t handle it.
“I can’t…” You admitted quietly.
Chanyeol nodded and stepped back. “Can I at least walk you home?” He asked.
“That’s fine.”
He placed his hands into his pockets to show he’d be respectful and you walked side by side. You didn’ say anything, mainly because everything you had to say has already been screamed for the whole neighborhood to hear. You reached the front of the house and turned to face Chanyeol.
“thanks for walking me back.” You said, holding your keys in your hand.
“Yeah. No problem.” You were about to walk away when you noticed him opening his mouth to add something. “Uh… Can we talk? It doesn’t feel right to just leave you like this.”
“Okay. To be honest, I don’t want to be alone right now anyway.” You walked to the front door, unlocking it and went upstairs to your room with Chanyeol following behind. You both sat on your bed, unsure of where to start until he spoke first.
“Y/n, I never meant to hurt you like this. I just got so caught up and we got distant-”
“You did. You got distant.” you corrected.
“…I got distant, and I thought it’d just be easier for both of us to end it.”
“Chanyeol, I loved you for four years and then everything changed when we got here. The day you broke up with me you said ‘we aren’t in high school anymore’. You said it as if we were grown-ups, but I don’t know anyone who just ignores the person they love because some frat boys have other plans. Half of those guys are in relationships and I know for a fact that they wouldn’t do what you did to me.” Chanyeol lowered his head while you spoke. You knew he was shameful but you still weren’t sure if you can trust him again.
“I was wrong. I can tell you that every day for the next year, but it clearly won’t solve anything. I admit, I ignored you and that was stupid, but I was all new to this and everything happened so fast after we broke up.”
“Not for me. My entire social life came to a standstill because I didn’t want anyone but you. For some insane reason, I thought you’d come to your senses and come back to me, but that day never came. ANd it never will.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Yes, I will say that because it’s true!”
“No, it isn’t!” Chanyeol’s face started to turn red, but I wasn’t afraid.
“So what then? Your saying I have to wait a little longer? What do you want from me?”
“I want my old life back. With you.” There it was. A genuine response. He got off the bed and ran his fingers through his hair. “You may not believe me when I tell you this, or think I’m a jerk, but I do still love you.”
“then why didn’t you come to me and say that?”
“Why didn’t you?” He shot back. “We both had issues to settle and damage to fix. I felt as empty as you did, Y/n. I came so close to crawling back to you several times, but I couldn’t.”
“Because you had a new reputation.” You shook your head in frustration. His pride took over and consumed him.
“Yeah. I know it’s pathetic. But I don’t want that anymore. When I saw you earlier, I saw the same look in your eyes when we’d go out with our friends, except I wasn’t able to leave with you. A least not in the usual way.”
His little comment brought a smile to your face. For the first time in a long time, you were having fun again. Just like during your relationship, you’d go out on dates, have a good time and then he’d take you back home, followed by a goodnight kiss. You missed his kisses. You missed the way he’d hold you and make you feel safe by his side.
You looked up at him with his arms crossing his chest. You didn’t notice it before, mostly because you were an angry mess, but he’s gotten bigger. His arms looked so powerful, his shoulders looked so broad and his chest had so much definition. Chanyeol caught your stare and frowned his brows, confused as to why you were looking at him with such focus. You wanted him. You could feel your anger melting into an intense lust.
Chanyeol remained still as you rose from the bed, walking slowly toward him. You reached up, uncrossing his arms, resting them on your waist. You closed your eyes, letting your lust take over. His big hands opened up on the small of your back, bringing you closer to him. You moved your hands up his toned chest, up his long neck and landing on his soft cheeks. Your thumb grazed over his warm lips as he leaned down for a deep kiss.
“Mmm~” You moaned. The little spark you felt grew into a full firework show.
Chanyeol’s hand pressed to your upper back, pushing your breasts against his chest. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, your hands tangled in his thick locks. His grasp moved down to the back of your thighs, hoisting you up into his arms. You gently grinded your hips together, creating a little friction before he laid you out on the bed. He climbed above you, but you grabbed his shoulders, turning him over onto his back and mounting his hips.
You reached down, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them off. His rock hard cock sprang out of his underwear, ghosting over your clothed center. Chanyeol lifted your skirt, sliding your panties to the side and rubbing his thumb against your swollen clit. You released a relaxed sigh, giving in to his sensuous touch. All the times you tried to move on or replace him couldn’t have ever worked. Nothing you’ve felt in the last two years from any other man can make you feel a fraction of the way you felt with his heavenly hands working their magic.
He removed his hands just long enough to take his top off. You did the same, tossing your shirt with the rest of the clothes on the floor. You came down, kissing his lips once more, feeling his soft tongue invade your mouth. You wiggled out of your skirt and panties before breaking the kiss and gradually sinking down on his erection. Your mouth fell open as he stretched you out just right. His hands squeezed your hips, moving you up and down.
“Chanyeol… Oh, god yes~” You planted your hands on his hard chest, bouncing to the rhythm of his thrusts.
Chanyeol moved his hand from your hip to your upper back, pulling you down to suck and kiss your bare breasts. He switched back and forth, paying equal attention to each one. His teeth lightly scraped against your nipple with a low growl as you clenched your walls around him.
“I’m so close.” You said, losing your breath.
“Cum for me.”
Your orgasm hit instantly, pulsing through your body, making goosebumps appear on every inch of your skin. Chanyeol came deep inside you, calling out your name. His grip was so tight, they’d leave marks on your skin for sure. But you couldn’t care less, you finally got what you’ve been needing for two years.
Chanyeol pulled you on top of him, resting your head on his chest while you cooled down. He brought you both up to the head of the bed to lay down properly. His fingers combed through your hair as if everything from the past two years never even happened, but you still had to address it.
“What do we do know?” You asked him.
“I know things will never be exactly the same, but I’m willing to try again.” His honesty warmed your heart. You looked up at him with a smile.
“So no more sorority girls?”
“Nope. No more sorority girls… except you.” He said before kissing your forehead.
My mind was lost in a world of pros and cons. A few moments passed and I gave up. My whole body slumped onto the bed and I sighed in frustration. How is it possible that loving someone for who they are can derail the life you’ve been leading since birth
“Why do you have to be so perfect?” I asked Chanyeol. “You don’t deserve some spoiled princess turned disaster like me. You should be with someone worth your time that gives you what you really need.” My tears built up in my eyes and my throat started to tense up.
“You’re right.” He said. “I usually go for the kind of girl who lives on the edge and takes risks. Girls who love music and fight for what they want. Literally and figuratively.”
I broke into a smile, but he sat up on the bed and continued. “But I’ve already found the ultimate risk-taker. A girl who loves music so much that she snuck out to see my band play. Of all people, she chose me.” He looked down at me wiping my tears and smiled. “You have something amazing inside of you that I can’t quite put my finger on, which makes me want you even more. Whether you stay here or come with me, I’ll still love you, Y/n.”
I sat up with him and kissed his warm, pink lips. For the first time ever, I had to decide for myself. My eyes lit up as the thought popped into my head. “Myself. I whispered."I want to go with you.” I cupped his cheeks and straddled his hips. “I’ll run away with you.”
“Are you sure?” He asked. “If you need to sleep on it, I can stay at my place.”
“No.” I coiled myself around him and he laughed at my sudden hyperactive clinginess. “I can’t sleep well without you anyway. It’d be pointless. I want you.”
He kissed my temple, but I turned my head to kiss his lips instead. I could feel him getting harder between my legs and I got wetter by the second. Grinding down on him, I moaned against his lip.
I lifted his hands to my breasts and begged him to touch me. He squeezed my breasts, making me throw my head back with a slow moan. He pulled off my top to get a better look at my heaving chest and smirked.
“Take off your bra.”
“Why?” I asked innocently.
“I’ll show you better than I’ll tell you.”
I quickly gave in and threw it across the room. He shuddered with a weak breath that tickled the tender skin of my breasts, forcing my sensitive nipples to harden and my core to dampen. He opened his mouth, letting his soft tongue lick the delicate bud before taking it into his mouth with a gentle suck. His teeth lightly scrapped it while he let go and move onto the other, equally hardened nipple.
My whimpers and moans got louder when he had me fall back onto my bed and his fingers found their way inside my jeans. I opened my legs a bit more which chanyeol took as an invitation to thrust his fingers into my tight heat without warning. His thumb worked my swollen clit, moving in circular motions while his luscious lips sucked on my nipples, leaving my mouth free to call out his name.
“Chanyeol!”
He pulled away, getting up on his knees and unbuttoned my pants to pull them down my legs. He did the same to his own jeans and handed me the common to put it on for him. I looked him dead in the eye while rolling the latex down his rock-hard shaft.
In two seconds, Chanyeol nearly ripped his top off of himself, popping a few buttons on the way down, moved my panties to the side, pushed me further onto the bed, ready to be taken. With one slow thrust, he entered my throbbing center as his lips met mine once more. I held him close, feeling every inch of his hot skin, his strong muscles flexing above me, his steady breaths on the side of my nose.
I grinded our hips together while his plump lips fit perfectly on mine like a puzzle piece. His steady breaths turned to a sharp exhale with each rough thrust until we both reached our climax, moaning and groaning in pure bliss.
I was completely relaxed in the afterglow, Chanyeol tossed the condom in the trash and returned to the bed. He turned me over to hold me from behind, bringing my focus to the tattoo on his forearm. I traced the circles and lines with my finger, causing his skin to form little goosebumps because of his ticklishness.
“You won’t regret this, baby. You and I won’t have anything holding us back.” He rested his head in the crook of my neck, making himself more comfortable. “We’ll be just like this every night.” I shivered when his lips made contact with my sweet spot. “No more stresses. I promise.”
For the first time in a while, I felt so at ease. We slept peacefully through the night and woke up refreshed and ready to start our day of packing. I made certain to bring my songbook so we could finish some songs and create new ones on the road.
Chanyeol left to get his things from his place around noon, kissing me goodbye before he went on his way. I called a local storage unit and arranged to pack away the rest of my belongings there until I got back. Everything was settled except one thing. Saying goodbye.
I was fully prepared to just leave without a word, but I owed my brother an explanation and I know he’d be the one who would support me in all this. I sent him a message, telling him to come over since we had to ‘talk. Within the hour, he arrived and had a look of worry on his face.
“What’s happening? Why are you all packed up?” He asked me.
“I’m leaving. Chanyeol has a tour coming up and I’m going with him.”
“You’re what?!” So much for my supportive brother. “Do you realize what you’re doing here?”
“Yes. I was given an option and I’ve made my decision. Mom and dad have controlled my life for the last time. I need a break.” I said.
“Mom and dad have given you a lifeline to continue your education and live in a very nice apartment in a good neighborhood while you do so. Tours end Y/n. You really need to think about this long-term option. You’re going to come back and then what? Take out loans until you’re up to your eyeballs in debt and live on the street?” Everything he said had me feeling so conflicted. But I can’t let him see me crack under pressure. “If you really love him. You need to let him go and if he loves you back, then he’ll return and we can all figure this out and get mom and dad on board the right way. At this point, you need to stay in their good graces and follow their rules.”
Just when I heard that horrible word I cringed. ‘Rules’. Mom and dad’s rules. I shook my head and stood my ground. “That’s just it. I’m not going to follow behind them anymore. I know tours end, but I’m going to be gone for a while. I’ll finally have time to think and I’m not some uneducated girl who is hopeless.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“I know, but our parents aren’t the only ones who can help me. I’m also on academic scholarships and think about it. I’ve been with Chanyeol for months and my grades haven’t slipped once. I know he loves me back because he told me. He didn’t pressure me to go with him. He offered like a decent person and made sure my mind was made up.” I explained. “I’m going with him.”
My brother took in what I said with sincerity and nodded. “Fair enough.” He got up and processed his thoughts.
“Please don’t hate me. The only reason I’m telling you this is so you won’t worry about me and I knew you’d understand.” I stood up and reached out for his hand.
“And I do understand. I have to say, this is the first time I’ve seen you this way. I never knew you had such strength.” He said. “You’re still my sister and I love you no matter what. If going is what you need to find your peace, then, by all means, go. Doctor’s orders.” He said with a smile.
I brought him in for a tight hug and thanked him over and over. I honestly didn’t even need my parent’s approval, I just needed the person who actually cared about my well being. He kissed the top of my head and let go.
“Good luck. I’ll be here when you get back.” He assured me.
A few minutes after he left, the movers showed up to bring my things to the storage unit. Chanyeol came back to pick me up, I looked around at my empty apartment and grabbed my bags.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Yeah. I’m great actually.” I gave him a kiss and we went out to the car.
On our way to the airport, I looked out the window, watching the place I call home pass by. I had a taste of this bittersweet moment, but Chanyeol was there to hold my hand and make it all better.
The bands first tour became a roaring success which lead to a national arena tour, and then a worldwide stadium tour. Chanyeol and I continued to write music which climbed the charts every time. I finally achieved my dream of being a renowned lyricist and finished my degree in music.
My brother fulfilled his promise and stood by me when I got back from my break. He was right there with me when I told my parents that I was no longer going to hide in their shadow, but create opportunities for myself. They also fulfilled their promise of cutting me off and for a while, we lost contact. But they were still my parents and over time they came around to see my life as my own and not a legacy of theirs.
They still abided by their parental duties and sat in the crowd when I graduated from college. and at Chanyeol and I’s wedding a few years after that, and attended the birth of their grandchild. The road to happiness was like trying to fight the tides in the ocean, but by the time the waters settled, I finally found harmony.
Summary: After landing a cover and spread in Vogue, you start to receive the attention from all sorts of people in the fashion world, but there’s a particular admirer has been fascinated by you for quite some time. But are you able to notice him?
Normally I would never go to my father’s office in the middle of a work day but I came bearing amazing news. Back in college, I had his full support to go to design school and then he gave me my first investment for my now wildly successful fashion company had him over the moon. I’ve always given him the good news and spared him the bad until another time, which brings me to today.
I rushed through the lobby, saying a quick ‘hello’ to the receptionist and scanned my spare key card to get onto the elevator. I held my tote bag tightly with excitement as I made my way to the top floor. When the doors opened I was greeted by a tall young man with a cute smile.
“Hello, miss Y/l/n.” He said.
“Oh, Hi. Have we met before? You look familiar.” I replied.
“Yes, I’m Chanyeol. Your father’s intern. We met briefly a couple weeks ago. and the week before that.”
“Oh. Right. Sorry.”
“No worries. Please follow me.”
He lead me to my father’s office and knocked on the door. We waited until we heard his voice calling for us to come in and Chanyeol opened the door for me.
“There’s my girl! How is the thriving business?” My father asked. I gave him a hug while Chanyeol left us to our business and I say down.
“Well. I thought you’d be interested in seeing this.” I pulled out the unpublished edition of Vogue with my design on the front cover and he gasped.
“Are those the designs you showed me last month?”
“Yes! I got a call last week asking me to bring my next line to a run through for the next issue and I was picked! I’m even going to be featured in a spread.”
“Oh, that’s incredible! I’m so proud of you.” He got up from his chair and walked to the cabinet on the other side of the room. “This calls for a celebration.”
He took out a bottle of champagne and two flutes. We had a toast and spent the next hour discussing business and all the other upcoming events in our lives.
We heard knocking at the door and Chanyeol peaked in. “Sir you have a meeting in fifteen minutes.”
“Thank you Chanyeol.”
“Well, I won’t keep you. I should be getting back anyway.” I got up and left the room, walking past the intern on my way out. “It was good seeing you again… Chanyeol.” I said remembering his name on a leap of faith. I caught a whiff of his cologne and smiled. “Lovely scent by the way. Bleu De Chanel.” I complimented. He replied with an adorable dimpled smile and I left.
When I got back to work, I started making my creations come to life. My staff and I worked for hours planning out how to fit the clothes on the models. I’ve never been the type to just see an idea. I had to touch the fabric and create in a four-dimensional space.
“Y/n.” My assistant walked into the fitting room and I turned to see what he wanted.
“Yes?”
“These were delivered to you.” He walked over with a bouquet of flowers and I swooned at their beauty.
“Aww! They must be from my dad. I told him earlier that I got a cover in Vogue.”
“I don’t think so.” He said with a provoking glance.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“No one’s dad sends them a huge bouquet of red roses that ‘just so happen’ to match your lip color perfectly. You have an admirer.” He said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
“Oh please.” I took the bouquet and noticed there was a note attached to it. I opened it and saw nothing inside. I was completely confused until a familiar scent captured my senses. Bleu De Chanel. It can’t be…
“Do you know who they’re from?” My tailor asked.
“Uh… I’m not sure.” I put the note in my pocket and set the flowers on the table.
We worked until the dead of night and I dismissed everyone after a very long day. I took the roses with me to my office and placed them on my desk. I pulled the note out of my pocket and inhaled the enchanting smell once more. I never knew someone to be so subtle and romantic with me before. I’m always blinded by my job that I didn’t have room for a love life. But maybe it’s time for a change.
In the days that followed, I’ve gotten more hints that my admirer was still very eager to get my attention. I would come to work and be handed a rose that was anonymously delivered. I wish I had the courage to just ask Chanyeol if it was him, but what if it isn’t? I’d be humiliated!
Before I knew it, the final run through came upon us. I paced backstage, making sure all of the models were in the right formation. I gave everyone one last look and took a breath. “Perfect.”
I stepped out to sit down and spotted my father in the seat next to mine. I smiled at him and caught a glance at the infamous intern, Chanyeol. He looked at me with an approving head nod and my smile grew into a grin. He looked amazing in his Italian suit and pushed back hair. My heart fluttered as I sat right in front of him. My father held my hand to calm me down and the lights dimmed. The music started and the girls strutted out from behind the curtain, one by one. I peeked at the editor of Vogue and saw a smile start to appear. My heart pounded in my chest and I took some deep breaths.
When the show ended I went backstage to thank all of the models and crew. I felt a hand on the small of my back and I turned around to see my father smiled down at me.
“Congrats again, sweetheart.” He gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek before greeting the crew members he was acquainted with.
Chanyeol slowly walked up to me, reluctantly looking me in the eye. It had to have been him who sent me the flowers. I smiled at him and he relaxed a bit. I tilted my head toward the door and he took the hint. We walked out to the balcony for a moment alone and I finally asked him the burning question.
“It was you wasn’t it?” I asked. He nodded and looked at the ground briefly. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I’ve actually liked you for a while, but your mind was preoccupied with the new line and everything, so I figure little hints would be a subtle way of making a move without distracting you from your work.” He explained.
“It was very sweet of you.” His cheeks turned to a soft pink and I became completely smitten. “Would you like to have a drink with me after this?”
“Of course. I’ll meet you at the entrance?” He asked.
“That’s perfect. I should only be ten minutes.” I leaned in to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek and he smiled. We walked back inside and enjoyed the rest of the after party.
Chanyeol was my first secret admirer and I’m very happy to note that he was my only admirer too.
Previously: “I think this might actually be the start of something real.” He whispered. I thought to my self before answering, “Me too.”
Six blissful months with Chanyeol have gone by since our first encounter and I never felt so free. When I’m with him, everything changes for the better. There are no parents breathing down my neck or pressure to get my career started.
With the money I saved from my paid internship at my uncle’s real estate firm, I was able to rent an apartment for myself just a few miles away from Chanyeol’s place. Of course, I still come back to my parent’s house once a month for family dinner with them, my brother, and his new wife.
But this last time, I was caught in a dilemma that I never saw coming. And it all started when my mom said, “Y/n, how are your classes coming along?” My mom asked. I looked up from my plate and smiled before answering, “Great. I got really high scores on my midterms.”
“Very good, princess.” My dad said. “And how are things at the practice, son?” He asked, turning to my brother.
“Really well. In fact, things are going well at home too.” He took his wife’s hand and smiled. “We’re expecting a new addition to the family.”
My parents gasped and my mom leaped out of her char to hug them both. My dad leaned to my brother to give him a congratulatory hug once he was freed from my mom’s embrace and we all raised a glass.
“To family.” My dad said before we all took a sip.
My mom’s attention was redirected to me and I knew what was coming, the same question she asks me every time I come over.
“So Y/n. are you seeing anyone special?”
My heart pounded and my voice wavered as I spoke, “Well, uh…”
“Oh! You know who is single? My coworker, Mary’s son! He’s adorable and comes from a very good family.” She said.
“Y/m/n, Don’t pry. My little girl doesn’t need to see anyone special just yet.” My dad said.
“It’s not that, daddy. I’m just not looking.” I said, trying not to give anything away. My brother looked at me with a confused glare. “Have you already found someone?” He asked.
I sat there in silence for a second, not confirming nor denying, but it was pretty obvious. Sweetheart! It’s great if you met someone.“ My mom said. "How long have you two been together?”
“It’s recent.” I lied.
“Well, we want to meet him. How about tomorrow night? I’ll hire a chef to prepare something. Oh, I can’t wait!” She said in excitement.
I barely touched my food after that. I felt both nervous and guilty. Chanyeol shouldn’t have to be swept up in my families high expectations. My parents would hire a tutor for me if I got a B on a test. Not to mention, my brother’s wife. The girl is a big-time environmental lawyer and spends half of her money on children’s hospitals and no-kill dog shelters. She’s basically Wonder Woman.
After dinner, stopped by my old room and looked around at all the things I left behind. When I moved out, it turned into my own storage locker. I sat down to look at all the old photos of myself growing up and some CDs I used to listen to.
“You were lying earlier.” I heard my brothers voice and nearly jumped out of my skin. I turned to see him leaning in the doorway and stood up.
“Lied about what?”
“Oh, please Y/n I didn’t minor in behavioral psychology for nothing. The shaky voice, not maintaining eye contact, vague details. You’ve had a boyfriend for a while now haven’t you?” He said.
“Yeah,” I admitted.
He came in and sat next to me on my bed. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner.?”
“Because… I know mom and dad would disapprove.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Oh. But I do!” I got up and paced to my closet. “I’m dating Park Chanyeol,” I said.
“I don’t know who that is.” My brother said after thinking for a moment. I sighed and pulled out my phone to show me a picture.
“Oh, yeah. They’re gonna be pissed. Is his hair red?” He asked studying the image on the screen.
“No, it’s blue now. He changed it a few days ago.”
“Okay, all that aside. If you really like this guy, you just need to be honest. Mom and dad respond well to the truth.” He assured me. “Is it serious with you two?”
“Yeah. We started dating six months ago during my whole ‘year off’ thing.”
“Well, firstly, kudos for holding out for that long, and second, tell them that.” He said referring to our parents. I sat back down and hunched over in defeat. He rubbed my back and I felt a little better.
“Just be honest. I mean, it’s shocking, and I definitely have a lot of questions myself, but it’ll be fine.” I sat back up and smiled at him. “You’re a good brother.”
“I try.” He said, wrapping his arm around him with a small squeeze. We both sat there until his questions couldn’t be held back. “How’d you meet him?”
“I- uh. Snuck out and went to a gig that he was playing at downtown.”
“He’s a musician?” He questioned. I nodded and he huffed in disbelief. “Yeah, they’re gonna be pissed for sure.”
“Oh, god!!!” I groaned, falling backward out of his grasp. I covered my face with my hands and heard my mom shout in the distance.
“Y/n! Come take some leftovers home. I want to make sure you’re eating right.” I sighed and got up to go back downstairs. My brother reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me in and said, “Remember: Be honest.” He looked at me to make sure I understood and I nodded. “Be honest,” I repeated.
I grabbed the leftovers and said goodbye to my mom and dad before leaving. When I got back to my apartment, I slumped onto the couch and my mind continued to race.
I heard the sound of keys in the lock and the door opened. I looked over the side of the couch and saw Chanyeol walking toward me.
“There’s my girl. I got some take out in case you’re hungry.” He put the bag on the coffee table in front of me and opened the Chinese takeout boxes. He moved my legs so he could sit down and looked at me closely.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I sighed to myself and answered again truthfully. “No.” I sat up and leaned on his shoulder.
“What’s wrong, baby?” He asked, pulling me into his arms.
“It’s my parents,” I told him. “I heavily implied that I was with someone and now they want to meet you. Tomorrow.”
He stayed silent for a while and spoke when he had his thoughts in order. “Okay. Then I’ll meet them tomorrow.” He said. I pulled away and looked him in the eye.
“You’re sure about this?” I asked.
“Yeah. You and I have been together for a while and there’s no need to hide anymore.” I smiled weakly and fell back into his arms. “I’m not going anywhere.” His lips pressed against the top of my head and I hugged him back. “I love you.”
“I love you too, baby. Now. Let’s eat.” He picked up a takeout box and handed me a fork.
“I’m not very hungry,” I said.
“At least have a fortune cookie.” He took the box and exchanged it with the cookie. I cracked it open and read the fortune while I ate.
All things are difficult before they’re easy
I laughed lightly and placed the paper on the table. Off all the fortune cookies in that restaurant, Chanyeol was given that one.
I turned on the TV and laid down while he ate his dinner. I closed my eyes and, after a while, felt my boyfriend’s strong arms lift me off the couch. He walked us to my bedroom and set me down on my usual side of the bed. I summoned the strength to take off my bra and pants before relaxing back onto the bed.
Chanyeol changed into a pair of sweatpants he left at my place before and climbed in with me. I cuddled into his side and he played with my hair until I fell asleep.
The next morning a rush of anxiety came back, ruining my perfectly pleasant dream and I clutched onto Chanyeol, waking him from his sleep. “Baby? Y/n? What is it?” He shook my shoulder gently and I woke up.
“Hmm?” I said in a sleepy haze.
“I think you had a nightmare. You gripped onto me and started muttering.” His handed stroked my arm and I stretched out. “Oh. Sorry.”
“It’s alright. We need to get up anyway.” He hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom. “Should I redye my hair?”
“I like the blue.” I came up behind him and kissed his shoulder. “You’re like my own little carebear,” I said teasingly. He turned around and pinched my butt playfully. I cupped his cheeks, squishing them and he picked me up, bring me back into the bedroom and dropping me on the bed. I stood up on the mattress and swung a pillow at his shoulder.
“Oooohhh~ Feisty huh?” He took the other one and swatted me right back. I went into a fit of giggles and Chanyeol lunged at me, lifting me over his shoulder and pulling me down with him onto my bed. I kissed his cheek, holding him tight.
“I love you, Chanyeol.” I ran my fingers through his hair and he smiled at me. “I love you too. Always will.” He said kissing my lips.
“But I’m still gonna color my hair.” He said. He got up and got dressed for the day.
He went to the store to get his normal brand of hair color and we went to his place to redye it. Within a few hours, he transitioned from light blue to dark brown. He added a bit of product to push back his bangs and he changed into a button down top and nice jeans.
When we arrived at my parent’s house, I knocked on the door and my mom answered within seconds. The door swung open and she pulled me in for a hug. When she broke away, she looked Chanyeol up and down before extending her hand for him to shake.
“You must be Y/n’s boyfriend.” She said politely.
“Yes, ma’am. I’m Chanyeol.” We stepped inside and my mom’s eyes continued to san Chanyeol’s appearance, almost as if she was reading a complex book.
My dad came from around the corner and I gave him a hug. “Hi, daddy! This is my boyfriend, Chanyeol.” The two shook hands and exchanged formalities.
“Hey, sis. Long time no see.” My brother came to greet us and I smiled at him. “You must be Chanyeol.”
I looked at my brother with wide eyes and he realized he said the wrong thing.
“You know his name already?” My mom asked.
“Uh…” My brother tried to think of an excuse but I spoke for him. “I told him last night, after dinner”
“Oh. Well, Tonight’s dinner is almost ready. Y/n, do you want to show our guest to the living room?”
I nodded and lead Chanyeol to the other room. My brother joined us and I made sure we were out of view before whispering, “Where’s your wife?”
“She’s feeling a little sick so she won’t make it, but you’re still going to tell them everything right?”
“What are you whispering about?” Chanyeol asked. I peeked around the corner and spoke at a normal volume. “He wants us to come clean about how we met and everything, but that’s not gonna happen,” I said toward my brother.
“Why not?” Chanyeol shrugged. I looked at him and he took my hands. “He’s right, Y/n. The only way to get through this is to just be up front.” He said. I nodded at him and he gave my hands an extra squeeze.
My parents walked into the room to tell us dinner was ready and we all went into the dining room.
“So, Chanyeol, I see you have a tattoo.” My mom pointed at his hand and he nodded.
“Oh, yes. ‘Loey’ is the last four letters in my name and it’s also the name I go by when I’m producing.”
“Producing?” My dad asked with a steal-like expression.
“Producing music. I’m in an alternative rock band.” He explained. I watched the looks on my parent’s faces and my heart started to sink when I saw they were less than amused.
“A band… Interesting.”
“Yes, that’s actually how we met. I heard one of his songs on Spotify. They have had a lot of success and I went to one of their performances six months ago, and now, here we are.” I smiled at him during our story and he smiled back, giving me a moment of bliss in all this.
“Six months? Wow. So you two have a bit of history then.” My mom commented.
“Yeah.” I nodded.
The tension could be cut with a knife. My nerves melted into annoyance and disappointment. It was clear that my parents had something to say, but nothing was said.
“I didn’t think you were interested in… Rock music, Y/n.” My dad said.
“I am. I discovered it during my year off and I’ve enjoyed it ever since.”
My mom and dad gave each other a look and I was fed up. “ What is it?” I asked them.
“Nothing. Just perhaps a full year off was a bit of a stretch.” My dad said.
“Why is that?” I asked.
“No reason.” My mom said to him. I scoffed and leaned back in my chair. “Yes, there is.”
“Y/n, we can discuss it later.” She said.
“Why? What is so wrong with me taking a year off and discovering a new genre of music?” Chanyeol’s hand rested on my leg to calm me down, but I was too far gone.
“Y/n. Your mother said we will discuss it later.” My dad glared at me and I shook my head in disbelief.
“I don’t understand why I have to wait. If there is something to say just tell me.” I said in a calm tone.
My dad sat back and sighed. “Fine. I’m not sure what you’re doing with this boy Y/n.”
“Y/f/n!” My mom said sternly.
“No. You’ve been surrounded by perfectly eligible young men who have their whole life mapped out and yet you go out and find some inked-up boy from some rock band. What is that?” His words struck me like bricks. I could feel the tears build up in my eyes, yet I wasn’t sad. I was angry.
“That’s what you think? You think my loving someone is just an impulse?”
“Love?” My mom said. “Y/n be serious.”
“She is serious.” Chanyeol finally spoke and I gripped his hand. “We met six months ago and I can honestly say that I never thought she’d ever want to be with a guy like me.”
“Yeol…” I whispered. I didn’t know he even felt that way.
“Yeah, love is a strong word, which is why I tell her I love her daily. You both clearly love your daughter, and only want the best for her, but there is still a side to her that she’s been keeping from you all. A side that is fearless and brave.” He turned to me and smiled slightly. “I can see it in her eyes. Even right now.”
I smiled back at him and looked at my parents for their reaction. My dad slowly leaned in toward the table and stared at the two of us.
“I know everything I need to know about my daughter. So if you don’t mind, I’d like to speak to her alone. Now.” He stood up and walked toward his study. I excused myself from the table and followed behind him with my mother a few steps away, leaving my brother and Chanyeol alone at the table.
“Have you completely lost your senses, Y/n? Do you really think this boy is going to stick around?” My dad’s scowl had me feeling smaller by the second. I couldn’t even look him in the eye. “Everything you’ve worked for, to end up with someone like that…” He crossed his arms and a tear trickled down my cheek. “Tell me honestly, what are you doing with him? Is this just a phase?”
“No.” A burst of confidence shot through me and I lifted my head, looking my dad straight in the eye. “You may think I’m crazy, but I love him. and he loves me. You and mom have always told me to find someone who treats me well and I have. I’ve found a passion for music and when I’m with him I feel better. I don’t feel pressure with him or that I’m always one step behind where I need to be.”
“Music? Since when have you had a passion for music?” My mom asked me.
“Since I took a gap year.”
“Oh, for god’s sake! That gap year was for you to intern at your uncle’s real estate firm and take control of your career.”
“I don’t want to be a real estate agent! I changed my major this past semester.”
“To what?!” My dad yelled.
“Music. I want to be a lyricist.” The second I ended my sentence they both groaned in frustration.
My dad took a deep sigh and looked at me without any expression. “And who’s going to pay for that?”
I recoiled at his words in shock. “What do you mean?”
“I mean. I’m paying for you to go to college for real estate. Period.” He said.
“You’re cutting me off?” I started to feel light-headed and stumbled back. “How am I going to finish college if you aren’t paying?”
My dad shrugged and said, “It looks like you have some thinking to do.”
I looked at my mom for some sympathy, but she didn’t say a word. It felt like my whole world was crashing around me and I was falling into a dark pit. I turned away from both of them and stormed back into the dining room.
“We’re leaving,” I said to Chanyeol.
“Woah. What happened?” My brother asked.
“I was honest. That’s what happened.” I shot back.
Chanyeol and I left the house and he drove me home. The tears started to flow down my face and I didn’t try to fight it. How could this be happening? Parents are supposed to love and support you no matter what, not tear you away from your dreams.
Chanyeol pulled up to my apartment building and walked me in. We both laid on my bed and he just held me until the tears stopped. He combed through my hair to soothe me and kissed my temple a few times.
“It’s going to be okay, baby. I promise.”
“How? My dad just threatened to pull my college fund and most likely tell my uncle which will make me lose my internship and then this apartment is gone too.” I tried to talk through my sobs, but it was no use. “What am I supposed to do? Maybe I should just give in.”
“Or,” Chanyeol thought to himself for a second and an idea popped into his head. “Run away with me.”
I looked up at him in confusion and he continued. “You know how I told you that my manager wants us to start playing bigger venues right?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, she set up some venues outside of the city, like, far outside. We have a few offers for tour dates now that our popularity is growing. Come with me.” He offered.
My mind started to race again and I pondered the possible solutions. Either give in and keep my full ride to college and apartment, but lose Chanyeol. Or I can go with him and get away from my parents for several months, and follow my dream of writing music.
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