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a secret career (seonghwa x reader)

pairing :seonghwa x reader

established relationship, fluff, school teacher reader!, business man seonghwa!, older seonghwa, older reader,

rating : for all!

word count : 3.2k

synopsis: You’ve been belittled by others when you told them you were a school teacher. And with Seonghwa and your new relationship, you decided to keep it to yourself, until further notice. 

warnings: I am not an elementary school teacher and I do not have the experience of being a school teacher so I would like to apologize if this might romanticize this specific career or have some false statements. 

You were going through papers and papers, looking at the work and response of your little 2nd graders. It was a Tuesday night and the last thing you wanted to do was grade these papers. Your legs were up on the couch with a blanket that draped over your belly. The papers were gathered in piles on the coffee table in front of you and they piled up one by one into stacks that you labeled as graded and not graded.  

You absolutely dreaded nights like this because all you wanted to do was facetime your boyfriend and talk about your guy’s days. It was only a few months in this new profound relationship, but you knew how different and special it felt. Dating, before you hit 25, felt like a constant hit or miss with all these immature men and boys you found on dating sites and even at work. But dating now, or maybe dating him, was beyond anything you wished for as a young woman.

He was mature, respectful, and was always gentle with every topic, idea, and even event that was suggested. He had a stable career at a world-renowned company, and even became team manager at the age of 28. He had a good apartment and even a car he started leasing. And as much as he told you about his career and lifestyle, you kept yours a secret from him. Well at least for now.  

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a secret career pt. 2 (seonghwa x reader)

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pairing : seonghwa x reader

established relationship, smut, school teacher reader!, business man seonghwa!, older seonghwa, older reader, slight fluff at the end

word count : 3.1k

rating : 18+ minors do not interact

synopsis : After revealing your career to Seonghwa, you realized how comfortable you got with him. You started to treat him as if he was one of your students, calling him cute at times. But Seonghwa didn’t want to be cute. He wanted something else. 

warnings : unprotected sex, name calling, pet names, teasing neck ears, orgasms

After the dramatic reveal of your career with Seonghwa, you felt as if your conversations became…well, more honest. But on top of being more honest, you didn’t feel the need to completely transition between being a teacher to just a woman in her twenties.  

Seonghwa often faced you with long color skirts and pretty neon shirts, which he even called ‘teacher attire’ on random weekday nights and even discovered paint or whatever art material you used that day on the side of your face or hands. But overall, he loved that. He loved the bright, bubbliness you brought into the room. But what you didn’t notice was the change in tone of your conversations with him.  

To be fair, you never intended it. But you just became too comfortable with him and the idea that he appreciates and feels that your career was equal to his. And so, you often talked to him like he was one of your little students.  

It started off small…

“Baby, I need you to pause” you said with your hand in front of your face, palms up, giving him a little motion to follow, “and think. Yes, think.” you gave him a little nod when he seemed to understand, rewarding him like a little boy.  

And became almost intuitive.  

“Say it after me, no more stained shirts!” you reached for his final white collared shirt that seemed to make its way in the closet, acting like it was absolutely spotless.  

Your words felt short and strong because essentially, that’s how you talked to your 2nd graders. And you signaled many things, gave out hand signs, and asked for him to follow.  

Of course, Seonghwa didn’t mind at first when you talked to him in that manner because he told himself you were just getting more comfortable with him. He actually liked it when you nagged at him in that cute tone because it felt personable and really caring. But with time, he felt that you just saw him as a little kindergartener at times.  

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I will be sharing my thoughts with you during a week filled with hard hours. 

We always talk about how jealous and possessive Hongjoong is, but darlings, I am going to share with you three of the most toxic and jealous bombshells, in my opinion. 

San is an absolute gentleman, a whole bloody "forest,"  not your ordinary green flag. But behind this perfect facade, there is a monster that he hides very well. San is clingy and possessive to the point of impossibility; you call Wooyoung clingy. Hold my champagne; San is a million times worse than him. At first, it's easy; you'd never notice how smoothly and exquisitely he begins to brainwash you. 

"Let's stay at home, Chagi, just the two of us."

"I can take care of you, I don't think you need to go to work."

"I love the time we spend together, I never want to let you go."

"I'm so in love with you."

Step by step, he draws you into a trap and completely monopolizes your attention. It's just you and him. The sex has always been so amazing. In the beginning, San would be so careful and gentle, so attentive. The more your relationship develops, the more violent he becomes. He treats you possessively and roughly, literally fucking you into oblivion. 

"You belong only to me."

"I own that fucking pussy."

"No one will ever be able to fuck you like me."

But worst of all, you believe him. You believe every word he says. You quit your job. You wait for him at home, obedient and beautiful, in his soft sweatshirts, smelling of his perfume, covered with the marks of his passionate kisses and bites. And yes, San does bite to the point of blood and bruises. 

Everyone around him thinks he's such a nice guy, but look closely. There's a darkness in those feline eyes, and if you look long enough, you'll see it. But be careful. You might just get his full attention.

Seonghwa is handsome. He is too handsome for his own good, and he uses it all the time. A real prince who will win your heart is polite, attentive, a real dream boy. 

It's hard for you to believe that someone like him could love a simple and ordinary girl like you; you don't think of yourself as ugly. Just ordinary, there are millions like you, but Seonghwa. Seonghwa is one-of-a-kind.

When you start dating, he keeps saying how lucky he is to have you. How happy he is that he has found someone so special. And he means it. Just not the way you think he means it.

For him, you're an endless source of self-gratification. He'll do anything to get you to praise him, to talk about how beautiful he is, how talented he is, how damned perfect he is. Once Seonghwa realises you're head over heels in love with him, you'll never run away again and your sweet boyfriend will become a real demon.

You have your attention on someone else, he'll fuck you in front of the mirror as punishment, constantly taunting, mocking and humiliating, so you can have a look at his gorgeous face in the reflection while he's doing this.

"You are so worthless, you should be fucking grateful to have such a gorgeous guy like me in your life. Or do you have the idea that anyone else could have a pickup a bitch like you?"

"You pathetic whore, look who's fucking you.

"Aren't I enough for you? Look into my eyes while I pulling you down on my dick."

He will destroy everything you've ever dreamed of, and everything you love, until there is nothing left in your head but him. Glorify him, glorify him incessantly, talk about how wonderful he is, and Seonghwa will give you heaven. "Because you're so beautiful" should accompany every "I love you". Every "thank you" should be followed by: "Because I have you, how could I want more?"

You're just going to stop being aware of the whole world outside of Seonghwa. That's why, my dear, you should be careful when you give a compliment to someone. You might just find yourself one-to-one with a demonic hunger of a gentle prince charming.

Mingi's in love with you. Or rather, he's in love with the idea that he's in love with you. Can't you see that? He's a puppy in love, but on closer inspection, he's more like a hungry wolf on the hunt for his sweet little prey.

The universe's softest boy. Endless hugs, cute nicknames, long kisses and a never-ending stream of words of love. He'll shower you with presents, flowers so many they'll make your flat look like a greenhouse.

"I love to love you, baby."

"Can you feel this, babe? Can you feel how much I am in love with you?" He whispers in your ear. Your whole body trembles at the powerful, rigid thrust of his thighs.

His rhythm is brutal, the bed is pounding against the wall, with such tangible force that the paint on it starts to crack.

He holds you to the bed with one hand, the other tucks his fingers into the soft curve of your thigh, his rings scratching the skin to the point of blood, his nails digging into the flesh, leaving deep blue marks.

"I'm going to love you until I die."

"l will never let you go, babe."

"No one will ever be able to love you as much as I do."

We've all heard that story about wolves wearing sheepskins. So think twice before you fall in love with that shiny puppy look - maybe it's just a clever disguise for a terrifying wolf who's on the prowl.

[10:23 AM]

"hwa," you whine, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, "come on. we've slept in way too long."

he simply grumbles and pulls you back into a hug, and you sigh in defeat. you've been wiggling for a full minute, it's futile.

"nuh, you're so warm. it's too early," he complains against your shoulder, words muffled from your skin and the slurring that comes naturally when a sleepy boy is trying to convince you not to move.

he's cute as hell, but as much as you both wish it was, that's not a valid excuse for being late to your brunch date with the rest of the boys.

"babe, I'm serious. we're gonna be late," you tell him, but you probably should've considered the lack of shits he gives when he's tired, because he doesn't budge at all.

"two more minutes, love. then you can drag me out of bed, hm?" he bargains.

laughing, you absentmindedly run your fingers through his hair and he leans into your touch.

though you'd consider yourself more of a night owl than a morning person, there's always something special about spending moments like these together. light streams in through your blinds - even though they're still closed, the useless things - and brightens the room with a warm yellow glow, and it looks and feels heavenly.

or it did, at least, but the moment is over when you hear someone snoring in your ear.

"alright, that's it. you gave me permission," you say as you finally break free of seonghwa's hold, standing up and reaching for his arm, "so up you get."

with one big tug, you manage to drag him a few centimetres. you suppose it counts as progress, but you ultimately decide to try his legs instead. pulling him towards the end of the bed, you manage to wake him (and startle him, but you don't feel very sorry for it) with your efforts.

"hey, hey," he cries, "I didn't sign up for this!"

your dragging does not cease.

"yes, you literally did! come on, hwa," you laugh as he finally accepts his fate and rolls his way towards you.

sitting up, he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face into your tummy. your hands go back to playing with his hair, and you can hear him sigh happily. he leans back and looks up at you with a sweet smile.

"alright, I'm up," he says.

you lean down and place a small kiss on the tip of his nose, causing him to giggle as a soft blush warms his cheeks.

"it's about time, sleepyhead."