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3 AM

Requested by Anonymous

Like clock work, your phone starts ringing at 3:01 AM. Seeing his name on the screen doesn’t phase you at all, you simply swipe to answer.

“My place or yours, baby?”

You hear his deep chuckle, “Well I was thinking you come meet in my car and we drive somewhere.”

“Sounds good!”

“Be there in 20,” he hangs up.

You had just stepped out the shower when Minsik called, you already knew he’d be calling tonight. It’s Friday night-or Saturday morning, however you want to look at it. This was very usual for you two though. Ever since the one night stand months ago, he would call every so often for a nice fuck with no attachments.

You put on some moisturizer, flower scented of course, his favorite. You make sure to put one of the sets of lingerie that he specifically bought for you to wear during these rendezvous. And you always wear a dress or skirt of some sort for easiest access possible. You touch up the deep red nail polish on your toes and fingers. By the time you’re spraying on the last bit of perfume, your phone chirps letting you know he’s outside. 

Once in the car, you look over at him because he’s just incredibly sexy. He’s wearing a button up shirt, only buttoned half-way exposing his broad chest. A chain hanging around his neck, laying on his collarbones. His dark, ripped jeans hugging his thighs just right. You finally look up at his beautifully structured face and speak.

“So where are we going tonight?”

You watch a smile takeover his face, “Our spot.”

You face the front again with a smile. Your guys’ spot was a deep drive into a wooded area away from the city. That meant you were fucking outside. He must’ve had a rough week, he only takes you there so he can fuck you however he wishes. You always happily oblige. You couldn’t wait.

---

As he finally brings the car to a stop he lays his head back for a second and lets out a long breath. You release your seatbelt and lean over to kiss up and down his neck.

“Has it been a rough week, baby?” You ask in a sultry voice.

He moans and grabs your neck gently as you continue giving him slow, soft kisses. “You have no idea.”

You lean back and pull down your dress and exposed your lingerie clad breast. “Do you want to blow off some steam, Minsik?” You run a finger gently up and down your chest.

You watch his eyes glaze over with lust and he reaches out and grabs your left breast roughly before groaning.

“Get out,” He’s opening his door before he’s finished the phrase. 

You quickly open your door and push your dress the rest of the way down once you’re out so that you’re now in just your bra and panties.

You see him standing by the trunk of the car leaning on it and waiting for you.

You slowly walk over to him, letting him look over your whole body. When you finally reach him, you began to undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt. He watches you go down on your knees on the soft grass in front of him. You undo his jeans and pull them and his underwear to his knees. 

You spit in your hand and wrap it around his dick and jerk him at a constant pace and look him in his eyes. Minsik looks so good right now. His eyes looking down at you still glazed over with lust and the moonlight shining on him with trees all around. 

You finally take him in your mouth and continue looking into his eyes until he closes them and leans his head back in pleasure. You can hear his breathing pick up with a moan every now and then. You bob your head on his dick, you close your eyes to really give it your all. As you’re sucking you make sure your tongue is licking all over too. You raise his dick so you can get access to his balls. You sucked on his balls and that causes his knees to buckle for a second and he moans out loud as he grabs the back of your head and pulls you closer. 

You go back up to his dick and spit on it before putting him in your mouth once more. All you can hear is the sounds of your saliva as you bob your head on his dick, Minsik’s beautiful moans, and the faint sounds of crickets in the woods.  You start going faster and massage his balls, sucking hard enough that your cheeks began to go in. He starts breathing faster and faster until he pulls you off of him.

“Babygirl. I want to cum in you, you know that,” he says, still panting.

You wipe your mouth as you stand on your feet again. “Well what are you waiting for, baby?” You bring his hand to your mound and grind against it.

He flips you around and bends you over the trunk of the car. He pulls your panties down until they’re wrapped around your ankles. You feel his hand rub up and down your wet slit. 

“Damn babygirl, sucking me off gets you that wet?” He brings his finger to his mouth and sucks on it.

“Minsik, baby, you make me wet. All. the. time.”

He smacks your ass before wiping some of you arousal around his dick.

You feel him slide his dick in you, the stretch feels good every single time. He starts thrusting into you, his grip on your hips getting tighter and tighter with each thrust.  From the back always feels phenomenal. If you get fucked in this position every time you definitely would. He reaches his hand around you to grip your breast and leans into your ear and lick the shell of it.

He whispers in your ear, “You love when I fuck you like this don’t you? You can’t wait for my call. You’re such a little slut for me, always ready to get fucked.”

You moan out when his hand moves down to rub at your clit. 

“I love getting fucked by you, no one can fuck me like you can, Minsik,” you moan.

He starts going faster and wets his fingertips with his saliva before putting back on your clit.

His breathing begins to pick up and he leans his head back.

“Ahhh shit, babygirl, I’m going to cum, fuck.”

You start bouncing back into each thrust and he lets out on final grunt followed by a long moan. He stills inside you and you can feel the spurts of cum shooting into you. His hips twitching every few seconds.

Once he finally calms down, he leans back into your ear, “Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about you.”

He licks up the side of your neck and starts the circular motion on you clit again. You instinctively close your legs around his hand.

“Tsk tsk tsk, babygirl. How are you going to cum if I can’t move my hand?”

You let out a shaky breath and try to keep your legs open while he keeps going. Oh, this feels so good. His hands always feel so nice on you. He has moved his other hand from your hip to your breast. He continues to kiss down your neck and sucking at where your neck meets your shoulder.

His kisses and sucking are sending tingles down your spine. His fingers are causing a heat in the pit of your stomach. You focus on both of those feelings and you feel you body tensing. You start grinding down against his hand and his tongue continues to work wonders on your neck and feel yourself cumming. 

Your whole body tenses even more before finally releasing everything you felt building up. You look up at the moon and the stars and it seems to intensify the orgasm. 

Minsik’s motions become softer as he helps you ride out your orgasm.

---

You and Minsik normally clean up and leave once your done, but something was different today. After cleaning up he put a blanket on the hood of his car and you two cuddled and watched the sun come up.

You didn’t know it, but Minsik desperately wanted more with you.

Workout (M)

Requested by anonymous!

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You carefully watch your form in the huge mirror as you do your squats. On the outside you may look like you love coming here to this god forsaken gym, but in reality every time you come in you want to turn right around. However, you’ve made a deal with yourself that you’d keep coming here consistently until you’ve reached your dream body goals. Also, the hot guy that you see every single time you come. You swear he’s here every day. How can someone be here every day? Your 4 days out of the week were more than enough for you.

As you go down on your last squat, his reflection walking behind yours catches you off guard and you freeze in your squatted position. You watch his head turn in your direction and his eye go down. Landing right on your ass. You ignore the burning in your legs and watch him in shock until he rounds the corner to a different room in the gym.

You finally stand up and your legs feel so weak. You can’t believe hot gym guy just stared at your ass while you were squatting. You can’t think of a more perfect position that he could’ve seen you in than that.

That was just the beginning, the next several days you keep catching him in the mirror watching you. He must’ve forgotten you can see him in the mirror because he eyes your whole body so shamelessly.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t do the same, though.

---

You’re back at the gym again, this time he’s there before you. He’s on the treadmill, in that tank top that shows off his toned arms so nice. You notice a treadmill next to him that’s not being used, almost calling out to you. You walk over and take a sip from your water before starting.

As the treadmill starts moving below you, you look up into the mirror. You try to sneak a quick glance at him, but he’s already looking at you and instead of looking away you held the eye contact. You feel like you’re breathing harder, not because you’ve started running, but because he’s so beautiful. You’ve never looked him in the eyes before. They look so warm and inviting, like you could tell him every single thought running through your mind.

Your eyes travel all over his face, taking in every feature. How can someone’s face be so perfect? Suddenly his face is gone and your face is hurting really bad. You hear a voice calling out something. 

Did you just fall off of the fucking treadmill? 

You open your eyes and you’re looking up into his worried face. He’s got your head cradled in his arms and you realize he’s speaking. To you.

“Hey! Are you okay? Can you hear me?”

You finally find a way to push out words, “Yes. Yes I’m okay. My face just hurts really bad.” You go to rub your nose, specifically, and your fingers are wet when you pull them away.

Great. Not only did you fall off of the treadmill in front of this gorgeous man, you’re also bleeding.

He must’ve noticed the panic in your face.

“Hey, hey, hey don’t worry. Here, come with me,” he helps you stand up and walks you over to where his gym bag is. “I’ve got a towel in my bag you can use.”

He hands you his towel and you quickly put it to your nose and tilt your head down. Even though you’re bleeding, you can smell what you can only assume to be his scent. Very masculine, you loved it.

“Why don’t we cut this workout short and go get some food? Make you feel better and forget about what just happened”

Your whole mood changes, you almost forget that your face is sore.

He notices and he gives you a wide, childlike grin. 

“Wow.”

You tilt your head, wondering what he’s so amazed by.

“Your smile,” He says. “It’s beautiful. I don’t think I’ve seen you smile before.”

Of course he hasn’t. You hated the gym, what would you be smiling about?

---

You arrive at some healthy restaurant and order an açaí bowl while he gets a protein shake. Then it dawns on you. You don’t even know handsome gym guy’s name.

“Hey,” you call to get his attention and he looks over to you with those warm brown eyes. “What’s your name?”

He smiles,”Minseok.”

Minseok. 

“And you are?”

The girl who busted her face on a treadmill.

He laughs. Did you say that out loud?

“Don’t think about that. We were the only ones in there. I don’t plan on telling anyone do you?”

You shake your head no.

“Y/N. My name’s Y/N. Thank you, by the way. For the towel and helping get my mind off of it.”

He smiles that same childlike smile and you want to melt. “Yeah, of course.”

Your food arrives to the table and you both thank the waitress.

He speaks, suddenly. “I’ve been watching you, you know.” 

You smirk, “Oh, I know. You weren’t very sneaky about it.”

“I guess not,” He takes a sip of his shake. “You’re not very sneaky either.”

You gasp. You thought for sure you were being sneaky.

He changes the subject. “Are you feeling any better?”

You nod your head and remember you’re still holding his gym towel.

“I can take this home and try to get the blood out for you, if you’d like.”

“Sure.”

You watch him. He’s thinking, seemingly, about what he wants to say next.

“Could I go with you? I’m not really sure how to get blood out of things. Could be useful.” He finally says.

That was smooth.

“Y-yeah.” You were nervous now. Hot gym guy- Minseok- at your place, just the two of you.

---

Minseok is standing behind you as you’re washing the blood out of his towel. It’s quiet, you can hear him softly breathing behind.

You break the silence as you’re almost done, “So what’s your favorite workout to do?”

“I like to work on my upper body, core and arms mostly.”

You wring out the towel one last time before turning to take it to the dryer, Minseok opens the dryer door for you and watches as you select the setting and press start.

“Let me guess, you like to do leg workouts the most?” He asks as he follows you to the living room.

“How’d you know?”

“The way your ass looks in your leggings, it’s pretty obvious.” 

He speaks confidently. He’s not ashamed to admit that he has looked at your ass more frequently than just that one day. “Actually your squatting form is a bit...off.”

“Well, would you like to help me fix it?” The words left your mouth before you even thought about it.

He walks behind you again, you feel his hands on your waist. His left hand slides down your outer thigh, slipping to the inside.

“For starters your feet should be shoulder width apart,” he applies pressure to your inner thigh, signaling for you to spread your legs. When you do he slides his hand back up, fingertips just barely swiping against your groin.

He grips your hips and you feel him squat down, pulling you down into a squat as well. 

“Don’t be afraid to push your ass out.”

So you push your ass until you feel it touch his dick through his gym shorts. His breath hitches. You come back up and repeat it a few more times. His dick touching you just so slightly multiple times made you horny and wet.

 He reluctantly takes his hands off of you and turns you to face him. For a second he doesn't say anything. You watch his eyes drift to your lips and back up.

“You’re a fast learner.”

It’s your turn to touch him now. You run your arms up and down his bare arms, gently, looking at the veins popping out of them.

“Is there..” you look back at him with hooded eyes,”anything I can help you improve? Should we test your strength, see how strong you’ve become since you’ve started working out?”

You barely get another breath in before he’s lifting you in his arms. You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and he pins you against a wall. You lean forward first and press your lips against his, slipping your tongue in making it sloppy. He bites your bottom lip and licks it once he releases. HIs hand goes in between you to rub you through your leggings and you lean your head back to savor that feeling. He takes advantage of the now exposed skin kissing and sucking all over. 

You can feel him grinding against you and you push his hand on your clit away so you can pull him closer. You just grind against each other until Minseok groans and rips your leggings at the crotch. You’re too horny right now to even care, besides you can buy some new ones. He pulls his dick out of his gym shorts and spits on his hand and jerks off for a second.

What a sight.

“I don’t have a condom, what do you want me to do?” He’s still jerking himself off.

“Just fuck me! I trust you and I’m on birth control, just put it in me already, Minseok please!”

That was music to his ears. He pushes inside you and starts going full speed almost immediately. His hand reaches up and wraps around your throat, not squeezing just resting it there.

You feel yourself slamming into the wall behind, but it’s only adding to the experience, really. You stick two fingers in his mouth and watch as he sucks on it and wraps his tongue around moistening it without hesitation. You put those fingers on your clit and began to rub in circles at the same speed as his thrust. You can feel your toes curling as the feeling builds up in your stomach.

“Babygirl, are you going to cum for me? What can I do for you to make you cum? Huh baby? I’m so close I need you to cum.”

“Kiss me, Minseok and don’t be afraid to choke me.”

He growls at that and his hand around your neck tightens enough for you to feel  some pressure. He slams his mouth into you and you can feel his erratic breathing through his nose as he kisses you and continues at the same speed. The feeling in your stomach is getting tighter and tighter until the knot finally releases. You tense up as your orgasm blows through you. Your hips jump a little and you feel yourself clenching around his dick. You finally move your hand away from your now sensitive clit as you start to come down. 

Minseok feels your body start to relax and knows your orgasm has passed. He quickly pulls out and sets you back on your feet as he jerks himself to his orgasm. You watch his cum ooze out of his dick and his body twitches. He leans forward and his hand lands to the side of your head on the wall. He’s moaning and panting and his hand finally slows as he reaches the end of his orgasm. 

He’s still leaning over you, looking down, with his dick in his hand going soft. You grab his jaw and make him look up at you. He’s got sweat dripping down his forehead and he’s still panting. You smile a lazy smile at him and returns one.

He finally lets go of his dick and pulls his pants back up and looks at your torn leggings.

“I’m sorry about that I just didn’t want to put you down.”

“It’s fine, really,” you say feeling your face get warm.

“I guess the gym has been paying off?” He laughs.

You shake your head, laughing as well.

“Would you like to join me in the shower?”

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Playboy Prince 3

Prince Im Jaebum.

Part 3.

“Welcome back, Prince Im Jaebum,” The butler does a 90 degree bow, “Hello, Princess Y/N.” He turns his attention to you, bowing again.

You nod your head with a smile.

“I’ll take your bags.”

He reaches for Prince Jaebum and while reaching for yours, he gives Jaebum a questioning look.

“You can take her bags to my room as well,” Jaebum already knew what he was thinking

As the butler walks off with both of your bags, Jaebum begins walking further into the castle. You right on his tail.

His castle was very much different from yours. Your parents loved the white marble and classy look. Almost everything in your castle was white, white marble, or some other shade close to white allowing for a slight contrast. With the occasional bright colored piece of decor.

But the Ims’ castle. It was very rich with gold details everywhere and darker shades. Completely opposite what you were used to. Not that you were complaining, it was nice to see something different. It made you feel like you didn’t need to be so cautious about leaving any kind of dirt behind. 

You hadn’t noticed Prince Jaebum had stopped walking and began to watch you admire his castle. 

“Not what you’re used to, Princess?”

His voice catches you off guard and you quickly look over to him.

“No.” You reply, walking towards where he’s standing, next to a large exotic painting of some animal. “It is very beautiful, though. I can see myself living here.” You give him a wink.

He smirks, “Wait until you see my room.”

---

Prince Jaebum gives a pretty intricate tour of the castle, showing you even the secret passage ways. You’re so in awe the whole time. Their castle gives of a completely different energy than what you’re used to, but you absolutely love it. The dark flooring and walls with gold detail was so captivating to you.

Jaebum, again, watches you closely. Taking advantage of you being completely distracted by his home to look at you. Specifically your lips.

As you’re looking around at everything, you catch his stare.

“What?” You ask confused, “Is there something on my face?” You began feeling all over your face.

He lets out a breathy chuckle, “No, you just look like a kid in a candy store. Have never seen any castle other than your own?”

“I mean I have, but most of the time they all have the same interior.” You look back at some of the paintings in the hallway you’re standing in, “Definitely not covered with such unique art.”

“And what’s with the kid thing again?” You ask.

Prince Jaebum shakes his head, “Just waiting on you to prove otherwise, Princess.”

---

“Come on. Time for the best part.” He grabs your arm and takes you up the stairs and down a long hallway until you reach a set of tall double doors, black and gold of course.

He pushes them open and steps aside for you to walk in first.

The first thing you notice is the big king sized bed in the middle of the room, with dark red bedding and a sheer, black canopy draping off the top from every side of the frame. You briefly wonder how many women he’s fucked on there.

Jaebum walks past you to the middle of the room and spreads his arms out, “So this is our room, what do you think?” With an extra emphasis on the word “our.”

On the outside you give him an annoyed look and roll your eyes, but on the inside, you’re actually screaming. That’s cute.

“It’s cute, actually. The bed, especially, seems cozy.”

He tilts his head to the side, “So the bed is what caught your attention, huh?”

“Because I like to sleep, Prince Jaebum.” 

You hear him sigh, dramatically.

“I know what you’re doing, you know.” He says, as you walk around the room, touching and looking at everything. 

You don’t look at him as a smile creeps on your face, “And what is it I’m doing?”

“You know. That thing where you keep saying things that could have a double meaning.” You turn to look at him and see he’s sitting at the end of the bed now. “What are you up to, Princess?”

He looks absolutely delicious right now. He’s seated so beautifully at the end of the bed, legs parted, and leaning back onto his hands. You imagine how he would react if you just got down on your knees in front of him right now. You subconsciously lick your lips, a little too slow.

“Hello! Princess!” He starts waving his hands around, “What are you thinking about?” He’s smirking now.

You ignore him and continuing looking around at everything. 

He lets you look around a little bit, allowing you to get a little more comfortable with your new home.

“Why don’t you come over here with me,” he’s lying down now, eyes on you.

You slowly walk towards the side of the bed he’s laying on and he scoots over and pats the bed next to him, signaling for you to lie down.

Okay. Laying next to him won’t cause any harm. Right?

---

You two lay in silence for a while, you momentarily forget about all the teasing and banter you two normally do. It’s nice actually. You guys are actually cuddling right now. His arm wrapped over you while you rest on his other.

Jaebum feels different with you. He’s never allowed any girl in his room, let alone his bed. He never cuddled any of the other princesses he fucked, he felt like that involved too much emotion and would complicate things. This, though, with you was very relaxing.

The sound of you speaking breaks the comfortable silence.

“Prince Jaebum ca-”

“You can just call me Jaebum, Princess.”

“Jaebum,” saying just his name feels nice. Like he trusts you.

 “Can I ask you a question and get a very honest answer?”

Jaebum just knows it’s about the rumors. Of course he’ll be honest with you, you’re about to marry him, so what’s the point in lying about it anymore?

“Princess, any question you have I will answer honestly. I have no reason to lie to you, we’re about to be married.” He responds

That makes you smile. You also think maybe it’s just because there’s nothing you could really do about whatever the answer is except just knowing about it from him himself.

“I want to know how many women you’ve fucked.”

 You lean up on your arm, facing him. 

“You want the absolute truth?”

“That’s what I said.”

“I’ve only been with four, one of them isn’t even a princess.”

You sit up fully now. Is he lying to you right now?

“You’re lying. You just told me you were going to be honest.”

“I also told you I have no reason to lie.”

He sits up too, so you’re now sitting across from each other.

“I slept with Princess Sooyoung , you know, the princess of all princesses. She wasn’t a good fuck so I never asked to see her again, which she did not take well. Apparently she thought us fucking meant I wanted her to be my queen, so with the help of her friends, they all spread the rumor about me.”

You can see the sadness in his eyes. He always seemed like he was proud to have such a reputation, but watching him tell the story you can see it actually did bother him, there was just nothing he could do about it and he knew it.

You reach up to rub his arm, in a comforting way. 

“Hey. I believe you, Jaebum.”

He looks up at you with longing eyes. He looks at your lips briefly and then back to your eyes.

You want to kiss him. So bad.

Lucky for you, he leans in first.

His soft lips against yours feels like heaven. You feel like you’re in a dream, getting lost in the motion of your lips moving in sync with his.

You feel his hand touch your thigh and you tense. He notices.

He quickly pulls his hand away and pulls away from the kiss. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything I just-

“Jaebum,” You cut him off. “I wasn’t uncomfortable. I just wasn’t expecting it.”

You move closer to him and grab his hand to put back on your thigh, a little bit higher than where he put it. You lean in to kiss him, this time going lower.

You slowly give him an open mouthed kiss on his neck, sucking on the skin as you pull away and go back up to his lips.

Jaebum could feel himself growing in his pants at the way you just kissed his neck.  He moves his hand up your body from your thigh to your waist and pulls you onto his lap, never breaking the kiss. He makes sure to push his hard on into you so you know exactly how you’re making him feel right now.

The feeling of his dick lightly rubbing against your clit is making you unbelievably wet. You just want him inside you already filling you completely, you can just tell it’s incredibly thick.

Just as you start grinding down even harder against him, the phone rings. You look over and see it’s his mom calling. 

“Jae- Jaebum,” you breathe out, “It’s your mom, you need to answer it.”

He groans and throws his head back in frustration reaching for his phone.

You stay seated on top of him as he speaks to her. He looks really good under you, his lips plump, face red from the heated moment, and hair a little disheveled from running your hands through it.

After about 10 minutes you realize the conversation isn’t ending soon and you’re starting to feel awkward just sitting here and staring at him. You decide to go shower away the day of travel and the arousal that soaked your panties. It was beginning to get uncomfortable.

You move to get up and Jaebum grabs your leg and gives you a questioning look. You mouth ‘shower’ as you continue to get up. 

He looks sad almost.

---

You strip out of your clothes and step into the hot water. You hum in content. This feels really nice. 

Your mind starts to wander back to what was about to happen and you get that feeling in your stomach again. You close your eyes, lean your head back letting the water hit you, and slide your fingers down your chest all the way to where you needed it most. You can just picture what his dick looks like and you remember how it felt against you.

You let out a sigh as you rub your clit to the thought of Jaebum.

You don’t even hear his footsteps as walks in the very spacious shower behind you.

“Are you starting without me, Princess?”

Playboy Prince 2

Prince Im Jaebum.

Part 2.

It has been a week now since Jaebum has “chosen you” to be his queen. However the Jaebum you saw the evening of his first night here after dinner, you’ve yet to see again because somehow for seven days you haven’t been left alone by either of your parents. He’s been on his best behavior. And if you’re being honest, he’s beginning to look more and more attractive every damn day. Fuck.

Apparently his parents want to see how we interact with each other before announcing publicly that there will be a royal wedding. If you interact good, that means she can announce to the public immediately. If you interact badly, then she will teach you how to act for the public. No matter what you will be married to playboy prince in one week. In Queen Im’s words,

“You have a very beautiful face that compliments Jaebum very well.”

In other words, ‘whether you like it or not, you make my son look good and that’s all that matters.’

---

You walk down the stairs, into the foyer, on your way to eat breakfast when you’ve bumped into none other than, Prince Jaebum. Your face has gone right into his very firm chest, your hands instinctively coming up to brace for the impact. And of course landing on his just as firm torso.

When you look up at him, your hands are still firmly on his torso and he’s smirking.

For a brief moment, you feel an extreme attraction to him. He looks very good right now. And from where you’re hands are right now, you’re sure is body may look even better. Oh right! Your hands!

You quickly pull your hands away and look down at them as you feel your face get hot.

“Princess,” he says in a teasing tone. “If you wanted to touch me all you had to was ask.” He puts a finger under your chin and makes you look at him, then winks.

You look into his dark orbs and are almost mesmerized. You quickly pull yourself out of your trance and remind yourself of the kind of man he is.

“Oh, please.” You say, trying to act like you didn’t just imagine ripping his shirt off right here to see what he’s hiding under there. You can’t think of anything else to say. That was a one time thing. He will not win you over so easily.

“What? No smart comeback for me today?” He asks, holding in a laugh. 

He’s onto you. He knows he’s had some kind of effect on you and now he has the upper hand.

Not for long. You just needed to bounce back.

You just walk away continuing into the kitchen for breakfast. 

---

As you’re eating Jaebum walks in, eyes meeting yours instantly. 

“I’ve decided to come have breakfast with you,” He says walking towards you.

“Why?”

He sits in front of you and looks at you in confusion.

“Because, Princess, I want us to talk with out our parents hovering for once,” He says as if it’s obvious. “Actually, we should’ve done this sooner, they're never in here for breakfast,” He says more to himself.

“What makes you think I want to have a conversation with you after how it went last time?”

“Because I saw how you reacted Princess.” His eyes seem to change from playful to flirty, “You like being talked to like that, don’t you?”

You reply, looking down at your food, too afraid that if you look him in the eye again you will actually melt. “All those women you’ve had must’ve really boosted your ego.”

“Look at me in the eyes and tell me you don't want me to fuck you. Right here. Right now.”

Of course that’s exactly what you wanted, but you can’t let him have you that easy. You decide to stop acting so innocent and show him your naughty side.

“Well, I’d say it looks more like that's what you want to do.” 

He stares at you, shocked at the words that just left your mouth.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

You pick up your bowl and walk out of the room, Prince Jaebum’s eyes following you the whole way out.

---

After this morning’s encounter with Prince Jaebum, you managed to avoid him for the majority of the day, locking yourself in your room with Leila.

“Leila! You don’t understand, I could definitely feel the muscles under his shirt! I almost wanted to drag my fingers across his stomach to feel every curve!” You’re confiding in your best friend/servant right now.

“Y/N, I know you told me about his reputation, but girl! He’s marrying you so why not just go for it? You’ll have to eventually.” She responds nonchalantly.

“Are you crazy? I can’t just do it that easily,”  you snicker. “He’s so used to women throwing themselves at him. I have to make him work for it.”

Leila gives you a look.

“You know you don’t have that kind of self control. You haven’t gotten any male attention in so long. You’ve been dreaming about the opportunity to get a good fuck”

You roll your eyes, “Hellooo! Did you forget about Prince Choi Youngjae?” You ask with a proud smile. “During our week together, he flirted with me the whole time and I didn’t let him do anything until my last night.”

“You told me yourself he was very vanilla. You can’t even put him and Prince Jaebum in the same category. Not with the way these Princesses describe him in bed.”

She looks at you with a grin, “You guys will probably go at it the first chance you get.”

You look at her, knowing that she is completely right. You seen firsthand why women were so weak for him. You throw yourself onto you pile of pillows on your bed when you hear a knock on the door. 

Leila quickly rises from the bed to go open it for you. You hear her speaking to the butler it sounds like. She turns to you.

“Your royal highnesses have asked for you to meet them in the lounging area.”

You groan very dramatically as you make your way out of your room and to the hallway. As you pass Leila, she gives you a little pat on your back for encouragement. You both can only imagine what’s going to be said

---

You’ve reached the lounging area and your parents are standing at the front of the room with Prince Jaebum’s parents as well. You bow to them and take a seat. Jaebum enters not long after you and does a bow as well, then quickly taking a seat.

“Okay you guys!” Queen Im starts almost at the same time Prince Jaebum’s seat touched the chair. “We are sending you two back home for this last week together so she can become familiar with the palace and our people” She says very excitedly.

“What?” You gasp. 

This means you and Prince Jaebum alone. For a week. In his territory. As much as you’ve been saying you don’t want to let him have you so easily, it would be very naive of you to say that nothing will happen between you two, probably on the first night! Especially not after the way things went this morning. 

Prince Jaebum leans back in his seat with a smile, “So it’ll be just me and the princess?”

His father chuckles while his mom give a disapproving look.

You look over to your parents, still in shock.

“Oh relax, Y/N. This will be a great chance for you two to get to know each other with out us hovering so much and like Queen Im said, you’ll become familiar with your new home,” she says with a sad smile.

Your dad was quick to mention the no sleeping in the same bed thing.

You roll your eyes at that. Yeah, right.

“When are we supposed to be leaving?” You asked.

“Tomorrow morning, first thing!”

---

You’ve been tossing and turning in your bed for what feels like hours. You should’ve seen this coming. You should’ve been preparing yourself to leave your old life behind this whole week. You thought you’d have more time before being completely alone with him, though.

Your mind starts to wander back to Prince Jaebum. You start replaying that moment over and over in your head. You think about how he looked at you. He probably looks at every girl like that, that’s how he gets them to his bedroom, you think to yourself. 

But then you start to think about what Leila said about you guys getting married and how it would only make sense that you’re going to have sex eventually. You sigh and try to force yourself to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be interesting.

---

The next morning you say your goodbyes to your parents and Leila. You’re still trying to convince the Ims to let Leila come along after the wedding. They keep telling you she’s “just a servant.” But she’s not just that, she’s also your best friend.

You and Prince Jaebum get seated in your ride and prepare for the long trip back. You wave goodbye to your parents through the window as the car drives off. You’ll see them next week you keep reminding yourself. Once you're far enough away that they can no longer see you, you turn around and sit in the seat normally.

“That was cute,” you hear Prince Jaebum muse. “You’re like a child, sometimes. But it’s cute.”

You look over and he’s smiling at you. What?

“You’ll figure out soon enough how mature I really am,” You say reaching for some glasses and the bottle of wine.

If you’re going to be alone with him, might as well have some fun, right?

He eyes you, watching your movements, he hasn't seen how naughty you can really be. What he saw yesterday, was just a tiny glimpse. You’ve been pretty good at keeping this side a secret from not just Jaebum, but Leila and the other two men you’ve been with. Wow your sex life sounds like a teenager’s compared to Jaebum’s

When you fuck him though, he won’t even be able to tell.

You pour his glass first, then moving on to yours. 

“Cheers,” He says, still watching you closely.

You clink your glasses and you take the first sip.

Prince Jaebum watches your lips very closely. How they gently meet the glass. Then he trails his eyes down your face, to your smooth neck, watching it bob slightly as the wine goes down. 

Prince Jaebum thought you were amazingly beautiful from the moment he first laid eyes on you as you walked down the stairs. His eyes wandered your whole body as you walked so gracefully down those stairs. He knew from that moment that he wanted you to be his Queen.

He knows about the rumors going around about him. What people don’t realize is that’s exactly what it is. Rumors. He made the mistake of having sex with one of the popular Princess and then acted like nothing happened. So naturally, she wanted to ruin his reputation because she actually wanted more. Her being the big Princess she is, got her friends in on it too. In all honesty he’s only been with a couple women. Definitely not more than 5. He realized quickly that sex was the same no matter who was with. So he eventually just stuck with the same couple of girls.

But in this moment. Him watching you drink this wine, while looking the way you do right now. He was wanted to knock the glass out of your hand and kiss you so hard and let you feel all of him. More than just his stomach. He just knew sex with you would be different. Especially with how you spoke to him earlier.

He’d never tell a soul, but he definitely masturbated last night to the thought of you.

Your eyes flashing back over to him pulled him out of his reverie.

“Aren’t you going to have a drink? You watched me open the bottle I didn’t poison it.”

He chuckles at that before chugging the whole glass. 

“There. All gone.” He says smiling.

You roll your eyes, “Who’s the child now?”

He chuckles again. What a beautiful sound.

“Like you said before, soon enough you’ll know how mature I really am.”

You glare at him, “Prince Jaebum, I don’t know what you thought I was implying with that statement, but it’s certainly not the same thing you are.”

However, that’s not actually true. You definitely wanted to dominate him in bed because you’re almost certain none of those other little princesses have.

You have to play hard to get though. You seem to have to keep reminding yourself of that more than you thought you would have.

“Well, what were you implying, Princess?” He questioned, looking directly into your eyes.

Getting lost in his eyes again, you can’t figure out what to respond to that, so you don’t.

---

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I just re read my shownu neighbor series LMAO I thought about reviving it but OMG it’s so bad I might just delete it altogether. Anywaysssss part 2 of Playboy Prince will be out tomorrow!

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Side note!: I’ve been wanting to make his POV literally since I first posted the story...here we are 3 years later lol omg. Also I wouldn’t technically say this is Mark’s pov as in from his eyes but his pov as in more of his thoughts and what happens on his end of the phone if that makes sense??

Mark couldn’t wait to meet up with his friends tonight, mainly you. It’s been a while since he’s been out to a club, he just wants to let loose for one night. Him and Jackson ride to the club together, when they arrive you meet them at the door so you can lead them to where the rest of the group was.

The moment Mark lays his eyes on you, he’s breathless. You’re wearing this pretty little pink dress that hugs every inch of you perfectly and stops just before your mid thigh. Your matching pumps pulling the look together. Mark already knew he wasn’t going to be able to take his eyes off of his best friend tonight. You literally take his breath away. Every single time. 

“Hi guys!” You yell excitedly.

You turn around and they follow you over to the booth and see the shots have arrived.

“Jackson, Mark. Since you guys arrived late, you get the first round of shots!!” A friend from the group yelled. 

Mark eyes the table, 10 shots. 5 for Jackson and 5 for himself. He hasn’t done shots in a while. This night is not going to end in his favor. 

---

As the night goes on Mark becomes increasingly drunk. He’s slightly still aware of what’s going on and he’s afraid he might slip up and confess to you. He cannot afford that. 

You notice Mark isn’t doing too good so you go over to where he’s sitting and standing beside him, you run your fingers through his hair to ease the nausea you’re sure he’s feeling right now. You hear Mark hum as he leans against your stomach

Mark absolutely loved that and he wished that you would never stop touching him. 

“Do you want me to take you home, Mark?” You ask, still playing in his hair.

He looks up at you and smiles. His thoughts go crazy for a second. Had he heard that right? You want to take him home? And then what? Mark couldn’t wait to find out.

“Yes, please.”

You help him up and put his arm over your shoulder so he can rest on you. You find Jackson on your way out.

“Jackson!” You yell, tapping his shoulder. 

He turns and notices Mark, way too drunk to keep partying, and nods to you with a thumbs up. Signaling that he understands you’re taking him home.

---

He sees his apartment getting closer and closer, until it’s right in front of him. He began to get excited. You’re at his place now, what’s next? 

As you reach his door, you pull out your spare to take him inside. Once inside with the door shut behind you, you let him put a little more weight on you so he can take his shoes off, then you start walking him to his bedroom. 

As you’re walking, Mark still leaning on your shoulder, pushes his face more into your neck.

Mark inhales your scent. You smell so sweet to him. He feels his dick jump a little. 

“Y/N,” he mumbles into your neck.

Mark contemplates for a second. He wants to ask you if you’re going to stay with him. If you had been feeling the same towards him. If you could just cuddle with him because your presence makes him feel relaxed. But he starts to overthink. What if your intentions this whole time had been to simply get your drunk best friend home safely because that’s 100% what he would’ve done for you had it been the other way around? He decides to plays it safe.

“You’re really the best.”

---

After you left Mark could not stop thinking about you. That pretty little dress you had on tonight. He watched it rise higher and higher up your legs as you danced until you pulled it back down. What he would do to just be able to pull it up himself and see how pretty he knows your pussy is. 

The way you smelled when he leaned his face into your neck. He was so tempted to just give you a little nibble so he can see how'd you react. Would you moan? Let out a little whimper? Would you lean your head to the side, giving him more access?

He hadn’t realized his hand had slipped into his boxers and he was slowly massaging his dick to the thought of you. This wouldn’t be the first time. Tonight was different though. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but he was so certain that you were feeling some kind of way about him too.

He wraps his hand around himself thinking about you some more. As he pumps himself, he imagines how things could’ve went had you stayed. He’d gently lay you on the bed. Slowly run his finger up your thigh until it reached the hem of that pink dress. He imagines you’d be begging him to move his hand even higher. His imagination is just not enough.

“FUCK!” He yells. “Fuck it! I’m calling her!” He says to himself.

He’s so frustrated he doesn’t know what else to do. He knows the sound of your voice would help him so much right now. He opens his phone, not even caring about the blinding light from the screen. Goes to his contacts and calls you.

He listens to it ring and ring and ring. Voicemail. Of course

He’s so frustrated hearing that beep, that all he can do is moan.

“Y/N,” He whines. “Answer your phone, I need your help.”

He pulls his boxers down with his free hand so he can get a full range of motion as he continues to slowly pump himself. Moaning even louder.

“I think the only way I can finish is if I hear your voice,” He whines again. Thinking you’ll hear this voicemail and immediately give him a call.

Then he gets an idea.

“Maybe if I show you what I need help with, you’ll answer?”

So he hangs up and sits up in bed, trying to find the perfect angle. He grabs his dick right at the base with his legs spread and make sure the camera gets the whole thing in the shot. He sends with the caption “I really wish you would’ve stayed...” Not caring how desperate this makes him look right now.

He waits a couple of minutes and when there’s no response he calls again. He moans again as soon as the beep goes off. He’s heard you say that you like men who aren’t afraid to be vocal in bed before. He’s using that information to his full advantage right now.

“Did you see it? Should I send another, maybe from a different angle?” He says into the phone as his pace speeds up.

He keeps the voicemail going as he continues to pump himself. He starts to think about you touching yourself to the sound of his voice and he really starts to feel something building, precum starting to seep out. 

He quickly hangs up to take two more pictures, while the precum makes his tip glisten. He pinches the tip to squeeze more out and snap a picture. The second one he opens his hand holding it next to his dick, showing how wet it’s gotten from his precum. And send. 

He calls again. Voicemail. Again. 

“Were the last two better? I made sure to take it while the tip was wet.”

He starts imagining you touching yourself to his pictures now. He’s panting, he’s so close he just needs a little something more. 

“Y/N, please answer the phone, I need to hear your voice.”

Frustrated, he hangs up and quickly goes through his video album looking for a specific video he remembers you two made together. You wanted to do his make up so bad and you wanted to record it as proof that it happened. He never thought that you sharing that video with him would be the greatest thing you could’ve done.

Finally he’s found it. You’re wearing a white cropped tank top and some athletic shorts, not too short, but not as long as men’s shorts. You’re leaning over him telling him about your day as you do his make up.

Mark watches your body through the whole video, listening to your soothing voice. He watches how your breast peaking out the top of your tank top move ever so slightly, moaning at the sight. One part of the video you lean into his face from the side and your ass is in full view. He wishes he could see it with nothing blocking his view. He wants to fuck you so bad. Oh, he’s so so close. He stops pumping for just a second to call again. His dick jumping begging for the friction again.

Once the beep goes off he immediately starts pumping fast again.

“All I had to do was find a video of you talking,” he chuckles, “Now I'm really close.”

He starts pumping faster and gripping tighter. His mind his flooded with thoughts of you. He starts panting and he feels it building more and more. His hips jutting into the air, thrusting his dick into his hand as he brings his hand down. He closes his eyes tight imagining as best he could that his closed hand was your pussy. He moans so hard into the phone.

“Oh fuck fuck fuck!” He’s cumming. Hard. His hand continues its movement, only slower, dragging out his orgasm as much as he could. His hips won’t stop jutting into the air until he lets go of his dick.

He hangs up. He feels like he’s on cloud 9. The orgasm was very much needed. He’s in such a daze he begins to drift to sleep, hand still loosely wrapped around his dick.

---

Mark wakes up with a slight headache from the alcohol last night. It takes him a minute to realize he’s completely naked and his hands are sticky.

“What the fuck..” He starts. Then his whole evening comes reeling back in his head.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD!” He yelled at the top of his lungs.

He jumps up and checks his phone. He goes to the messages and there they are. Pictures of his dick. Delivered. Can’t take them back. Panic starts to set in. It’s 9:45 AM and you haven’t seen them yet. He debates on if a shower is more important than dealing with this situation. He decides he can wash really quick and not get his mess everywhere.

He returns from the bathroom and the messages still say delivered. He figures if he sends a bunch of messages now apologizing and telling you not to scroll up, the pictures will be so far up you won’t see them when you open the messages.

So that’s what he does. Message after message of apologies, blaming the alcohol, telling you to ignore the pictures. Then he remembers the voicemails. Fuck. Now he’s sending messages telling you to just flat out delete them. As he’s sending them, he notices it starts to say ‘Read.’

He began to panic again. He feels like his heart his about to fly right through his chest, it’s beating so hard. 

He’s just decided to accept the situation he’s put himself in and ends his string of messages asking you to call him.

Mark can’t stop pacing back in forth in his room, watching his phone, waiting for it to light up with your name.

He feels like it’s been hours when his ringtone finally goes off and your name pops up. He picks up the phone frantically and presses the accept immediately.

“Hello,” Mark answers almost breathless from anxiety.

“Goodmorning,” you respond quietly.

How is she so calm right now, Mark thinks to himself.

“Did you listen to them,” he asks frantically, “Did you see the messages?”

You’re quiet for a moment.

Mark is panicking again. It’s killing them he can’t just already know what you’re thinking. Why aren’t you saying anything? Is this good or bad?

“He-” Marks starts.

You cut him off.

“Can you come over?”

Playboy Prince

Prince Im Jaebum.

Part 1.

You lay buried in your thick comforter, listening to the sound of rushed footsteps running back and forth in the hallway. Even though all of the hustling and bustling going on outside are in preparation for your meeting with the prince, one your mother deems as an exceptional young man, you can’t seem to move out of your current position. You’re just waiting for your mother to notice your absence and send up Leila, your personal maid. 

All you can think to yourself at the moment, is why him? Although every other potential husband for you was either a little too weird, even for your mother, or gave you the creeps, you couldn’t possibly think they were worse than Prince Im Jaebum. You don’t know him personally, obviously. However, people love to talk. You knew of Prince Jabeum’s ways before he became the topic of your future life. All the other princess called him the Playboy Prince. Apparently he’s been sweeping ladies off their feet since he was 13! You’d rather be with Prince Yugyeom, who loved to put his face in your hair and take a big whiff, than someone who can’t even count all the women he’s been with before 18 on two hands.

Suddenly, your mother comes bursting through the door, two maids behind holding piles of clothing. She must be livid, she came in here herself.

“Good morning!” She shouts, particularly loud. “I know you don’t care to do this, but you really have no choice and you’re not about to embarrass me and your father and this kingdom by being in your undergarments when the Prince arrives!” She’s still yelling. Incredible that she can yell for such long periods of time without becoming hoarse.

“Mother, don’t you think you are being a little dramatic? We have plenty of time, I’d say. Besides, if he’s not willing to wait a little while until I’m completely ready, maybe he’s not the prince you think.” You roll out of bed and walk straight to your bathroom to freshen ump.

You hear your mother from the other room, “Well get in there and start on her hair!”

Soon after one of the maids has rushed inside and is now brushing your hair as you sit on the toilet. So ridiculous how obnoxious she gets when there’s a ‘big event” being held in our castle. It’s just an introductory dinner.

--

As one of the maids pulls tight on your corset and ties it in a neat little bow, all the commotion going on outside your bedroom seems to come to complete halt. He must be here. You’re slightly disappointed that you didn’t even get to make him wait. He’s probably used to women throwing themselves at him and you definitely didn’t want to seem so eager. 

You hear a knock on your door, then it’s slowly pushed open. You see none other than your favorite person in this castle, Leila. You give her a huge smile, a complete 180 from the attitude you’ve had all morning.

“Princess, they are awaiting your entrance,” she says in her small voice, also flashing me her pearly whites. 

You take one last look in the mirror. You’re wearing a big, floofy, pastel pink princess dress. Corset almost too tight to bear, just enough room to breathe. Your diamond necklace and matching earrings to pull everything together. Your mother went all out for this one, I guess this is the night that I become a fiancé. 

You look away from yourself and back to Leila. She bows her head to you as you walk past her and out to the hallway. Once you’ve reached the top of the stairs, you hear the butler announce you and the guards start to walk down. You wait until they’re a few steps ahead and began to walk down as well. You search the foyer as you walk and that’s when you see him. Your eyes lock and you can’t seem to look away. Or at least you don’t want to. His dark eyes are so captivating. They slowly move down your body and back up to lock with yours once more. You wanted to take a deep breath to relax, the corset, however, does not allow you to do so.  

You realize you’re nearing the end of the steps and you pull your eyes away, reluctantly. What was that? 

Once at the bottom of the steps, Jaebum walks over to you, his cat like eyes sucking you in once again. You refuse to let him know he as an affect on you. You hold eye contact until he’s standing right in front of you. 

He grabs your hand, kisses the back of it, and bows. “Hello your highness, thank you for having me in your lovely castle,” He says as he comes back up.

You take your hand back and curtsy, “It is our pleasure.” You say. 

He holds his arm out, wanting you to put yours through it. “Shall we?”

You put your arm through his and allow him to walk you to your family’s dining room where you sit next to him. Joining you are both your parents, but only for a short while.

---

During dinner, it’s mostly just your parents talking amongst themselves, leaving you and Jaebum to get to know each other yourselves. 

You try asking him about himself so you could marry someone you at least know a little bit about. Unfortunately for you, he seemed very uninterested. Every answer was one worded and to make it even worse, he didn’t ask a single thing about you.

You think back to the moment when you were on the stairs. What an idiot! You completely fell for it. He probably looks at every woman that way right before taking them to his bedroom.

“Darling,” your mother calls out you, pulling you out your thoughts. “We’re going to show them the other side of the castle, why don’t you show Prince Jaebum the garden.” 

Once they’ve walked out of the dining room, Jaebum’s whole mood changed.

“Alright, they’re gone finally!” He starts off, “Do you perhaps have a wine cellar?” He asks inquisitively.

You roll your eyes. Really?

“We do” You eye him for a second watching his face change to an excited look, “I hope you don’t think I’d let you get me drunk so you can fuck me and decide tomorrow I’m not the princess you’re looking for. I know about you, Prince Jaebum.”

His mouth starts to curve up into a grin. 

“You think I want to fuck you?” He starts to chuckle.

You can feel your face get warm as you start to get angry.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it!” Your voice starts to get louder.

You stand abruptly, making Jaebum stop laughing. You walk as fast as you can to the doors leading to the garden. You hear Jaebum right behind you. You walk over to a concrete bench that overlooks the biggest bush in the garden. Shaped like swans. 

Jaebum takes a seat next to you and chuckles again, “So what did you mean, Princess?” He asks with a smirk.

He must think incredibly highly of himself.

“Oh, come on. People talk, Jaebum. You can’t expect to sleep with every woman you encounter and them not gossip about it.” You hear how it comes out of your mouth and cringe. 

He chuckles again, “Is that what princesses are saying about me?” He looks at you, “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were jealous..good thing you’re stuck with me,” he shrugs with a smile.

“Excuse me?”

“Once I’ve told my parents that I actually like you and I choose you to be my bride, you’re stuck with me.”

You roll your eyes. He’s absolutely right. This is not how you thought this was going to go. 

You hear him laughing again. “What’s the matter princess? I’m not your first pick?”

“Definitely not,” You scoff, looking into your lap.

You feel his body heat as leans over to you. He whispers in your ear, “I can't wait to make you fall in love with me,” he starts to gently rub your back, “You’ll be begging me to fuck you by our wedding day.”

You gasp and feel your cheeks get extremely hot.

You hear the doors behind you open and Jaebum pulls away quickly, as both of your parents come out.

Jaebum stands and bows at your mother, “Your Majesty, if it’s okay with you, I’d like to be shown to the room I’ll be staying in. We’ve traveled far today and I’m rather tired.”

“Yes, of course.” She responds with a smile. 

As she calls for one of the maids to come escort him, your father walks up to him. “I hope you found our daughter to be to your liking.”

“Oh she is lovely,” he looks back at you and winks. “I think she is definitely Queen material. The kind of Queen our town needs. 

You see his parents smile at him as a way of showing approval.

You turn back to the giant swan bush in front of you. You then close your eyes and mentally prepare for the weeks to come and all the time you’ll have to spend with Prince Im Jaebum.

I’m Back!!!!

It’s been sooo long since I’ve posted anything, but I am back now and instead of taking requests right now I’m just starting a series lol and part 1 will be out tomorrow!!!

I’ve been gone for a minuteee I’m gonna try my best to make a comeback lol but for now here’s my current master list because Ik the link isn’t working

•MASTERLIST•

–Updated January 10, 2019–

Key: 🌟- Recently Updated

BTS

GOT7

EXO

MONSTA X

B.A.P

AOMG

BIGBANG

KHipHop 

KRnB  🌟

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PSY IS REALLY OUT HERE SAVING KPOP HE MADE AN ENT COMPANY AND SO FAR HE HAS SIGNED JESSI, HYUNA, AND HYOJONG IM GONNA LOSE IT

Omg omg omg omg🤩

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kyungsoo, park sodam & their puppies for 1st look

How am I supposed to root for Spiderman if his opponent is hot

Deadass

Me, Watching the Far From Home Teaser

Peter : I’m just gonna enjoy a calm vacation for once (one time) (1) (just the one)

Nick fury : *nerfs Ned in the neck*

Mysterio : *uses the Thames as play doh*

Any kind of responsible adult superhero : *nowhere to be seen*

Peter :

This song is so good