Who: Reader x Kim Junmyeon
What: Angst, Romance, Smut
Story: You're just two trauma filled people trying to live normal lives... but trauma is a bitch
Junmyeon's hands were all over you, he moved like a man that had been starved for days, weeks even and was finally getting to eat. His lips were at your neck, his teeth nibbled into your skin. You two crashed through the front door, stripping of wet clothing as you made it to the bedroom. You stood in shower and Junmyeon turned the water on while kissing you, turning it to hot. You two collided like two armys at war. He kissed you hard, leaving love marks along your neckline. He nipped at your nipples, his fingers curled up inside of you not wasting a second of exploration. You wrapped your legs around him as he held you up in the shower.
"You love me?" He said through heavy pants.
"Yes." You moaned.
"I love you....I love you."
He crashed into you, sliding you down so that he could move inside of you easier. Your bodies writhed together creating a storm; he loved being able to be as rough as he could without losing his balance. Fever rose between you two, steam filled the bathroom fogging up the glass and mirror. The warmth of him inside you mixed with the warmth of the water raining down on you. You scratched at his back moaning so loud it echoed in the room. It turned him on more, it kept him moving and stirring you up from the inside until you could feel him throbbing so much he ended up exploding. Feeling him release inside you left you sighing and basking in the haziness of your climax.
You two washed up and got out of the shower but Junmyeon wasn't done. Even after you had stepped out into the bedroom with a white towel wrapped around you, Junmyeon came up from behind and kissed your exposed flesh. His lips were soft and sent a tingle down your spine as he kissed your shoulders. His hand snaked around you, reaching up to grab your chin and tilt your head so he could get a better look at your neck. His tongue glided up the space up to your ear. Soft moans escaped your soft lips as Junmyeon said in your ear again,
"I love you."
Neither one of you could get enough of hearing it. If there was a better way to say it, if there was a way to describe it you two would've done it, expressed love in every way, shape and form. You turned to look at Junmyeon and dropped your towel on the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. He moaned into your mouth and led you to the bed. His weight over took your body, he held you down and ravished your breast with his tongue and hands. He outlined every curve of your body with his tongue until he came to your heat. His thumbs pressed into your thighs while the tip of his tongue entered you, and wiggled against your walls. Your back arched and warm moans circled the room.
A whirlwind of emotions swept through the room. Every lick, moan and giggle mixed with passion, desire and love. Junmyeon kissed himself up your body until he could capture your lips once again. All that mattered was you and him, your bodies corrupting each other, your fingers laced with each other, playing with together. The pads of his fingers felt smooth like silk running down the curves of your body. He was inside you again, moving with precise hip thrusts to send you in a lustful frenzy. You made love like you were at war wanting the other surrender to you. Your bodies came together in an amazing clash, a true force to reckon with; he went deeper, gaining a better angle for a more satisfying strokes. He was long and deep, he knew your body now, just what spots to hit, what buttons to press.
Beads of sweat formed on his skin, his body lowered to yours, his weight over taking your body while he rode against you. His arm hooked under your leg lifting it. He moved like he no longer knew what the word gentle meant. It was all about passion and heat. He chased the rush inside you, the pressure against your walls building up feeling like a dam ready to burst. For the first time, your bodies both reached a climax so powerful it was like a cataclysmic event. Heavy pants to catch your breath filled the darkness of the room. Your fingers locked with his as he dropped down to the bed beside you.
You basked in the afterglow. The feeling of being closer to him than ever before washed over you. A smile crept up on your face, this feeling of being connected to someone was almost ethereal. You rolled to your side to touch his chest, your finger drew shapes just on his upper shoulder. He turned to look at you and kissed your forehead.
"I love you." He whispered.
You giggled, your finger came to his bottom lip gently drawing along it like you could've traced the words from his lips.
"I love you too."
You two kissed in the silence, the relaxing patter of rain outside your window did nothing to coax you two to sleep. It wasn't long before you two were making out again, bodies connecting again, heat rising, sweat dripping, moans colliding in the air. Round after round until the sun was ready to rise...
You took the time to visit your father two days later while he was being held in prison. He was required to take his medication now so he was calmer than he was before. He was like the father you remembered when your family was still together. He was sitting on the other side of the glass and you both picked up the phones to speak to each other.
"Hello Y/N." He said.
He spoke with caution, as though he didn't know if you would be kind to him or not. He looked regretful in the eyes. As you looked back at him, you felt like the father you once knew was returning.
"Has your lawyer spoken to you yet?" You asked.
He looked like he expected a slight coldness from you.
"He said that you agreed to drop the charges if I went to court mandated therapy and continued with my medication."
"Are you going to do it?"
He sighed, you wanted him to agree to it. You wanted your father back, you didn't want to lose him. The truth of it all was that he attacked you and even if you hadn't provoked him he probably still would've attacked you. He may not have tried to kill you though. The look on his face told you that he didn't want to do it which annoyed you because you were giving him a chance to fix this. You were always giving him another chance, you probably shouldn't have but you did for the sake of him being your family.
"Look I'd really rather not have to press charges against you for attacking and nearly killing me. Not to mention I was in a coma for three days. You don't deserve this option but I'm giving it to you."
"Why are you? After everything I've done to you. How I've ruined your life, I've hurt you in more than one way so why give me the option of getting out of paying penance?" He asked.
"But it's not what you want."
"How do you know what I want," you snapped at him.
The guard asked you to calm yourself or he would have to escort you out. You took in a deep breath and looked back at your father.
"Then what do you want Y/N?"
"I want a life. I want normal, loving parents that care about me. I want my family back."
He shook his head,
"We're too broken."
"Not so broken that we can't fix it. Look, you and mom are never getting back together I know that. I've never even considered that as an option when I was growing up but we have a chance right here and now to fix this. I can't do this by myself."
He looked away, his guilt was painted all over is face.
"Papa please." You begged.
Your pleading was innocent and child like. His eyes shined with the first sign of a tear. You could see hurt in him just as much as he could see it in you. There was silence between you two for a while, you had no idea what he was going to say. It felt like time had stopped and the room had gotten colder than before.
"How can you still see me as your father? After everything I've done to hurt you."
"Because you're all that I've got-- Despite the abuse, you tried. You have an illness and you may not be able to cure it but you can maintain it."
"Even after I've projected all my hatred of your mother towards you?"
The question silenced you two again but this time left you sick as you waited for the answer. You wished Junmyeon was with you but it wouldn't have changed how you felt. It might've lessened the blow though.
"All I see is your mother. I don't think I'll ever be able to properly love you the way I once did."
Your heart sank deeply. You felt more alone now than before. You really wished Junmyeon was there to hold your hand. All you could do was nod at your father and bite your lip to keep tears from falling. The same routine, keep your feelings in, control them so he couldn't see how much he hurt you. You looked up at him and said,
"Then just take the deal Inho."
"You can get better and then you can move on. You don't want me in your life, you hate me that much then fine. Just tell me one thing, all those times you begged me to not leave, to not go away because you couldn't lose me too- did you never mean it?"
"I meant it."
You weren't sure you could believe him. You looked away and placed the phone back on the hook. You left the room without looking back at him. You headed to Minseok's place in need of a friend or even better... Junmyeon.
Seohyun had called Junmyeon for a meeting out at starbucks. He didn't want to go until she decided to send him some pictures from the night he got drunk. Those pictures were going to be hard to explain to Y/N; he was afraid he might lose her. He went to Minseok to ask him for advice. He was the best person to ask in order to get a good insight on Y/N.
"I told you not to mess around with Seohyun. She's dangerous." Minseok said.
He rubbed the back of his neck like the whole situation was stressing him out. Minseok was right though, Junmyeon knew he never should've gotten involved with Seohyun long before he showed interest in Y/N. Minseok told him that she was spoiled rotten and she had ways of getting whatever she wanted. She was a dangerous woman that knew how to use her sexuality to get what she wanted, and when it wasn't her sex appeal it was her father's money. What's more is that she was smart and conniving so she rarely ever had a trail lead back to what she had done. There was a rumor floating around Uni that she had cheated on the entrance examen but no one could prove it, not even the school board. It was possible her family connections paid those people off so they didn't even look. The whole thing was corrupt and so was she but at the time they started hooking up, Junmyeon didn't care.
Sleeping with Seohyun was fun, she was wild and adventurous. He enjoyed that she turned him on, that she knew how to touch him and get him to come hard. He ended up letting himself get roped into calling her his girlfriend and then he fell in love with Y/N. To Seohyun, Y/N wasn't supposed to be competition for her. She was just a girl, Seohyun didn't think Y/N's looks compared to her own. In a way, they didn't. Y/N was a different kind of beautiful to Junmyeon. She wasn't some lustful looking vixen that looked like she could seduce the world, she was girly and gentle but she had that magical look to her because of her large doe eyes. Every time he thought about her eyes he could feel his heart skip, he could get lost in her eyes alone. That's what he hated the most about her when they were at odds, that her eyes were alluring. If she had liked him from the beginning, if she had paid attention to him instead of giving him the cold shoulder, he wasn't sure that wouldn't have led him to eventually breaking her heart. Now that he had her heart, he was determined now more than anything to make sure he didn't lose her.
Junmyeon let out a harsh sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. He stared at the pictures on his phone debating in his mind if he should show Y/N what Seohyun was trying to blackmail him with or if he should handle it on his own. He couldn't explain the pictures and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. Minseok said,
"Don't go meet her."
"You think she won't terrorize Y/N with these pictures? She saw us talking to each other at the cafe and she purposely mentioned we were dating to hurt Y/N. She purposely showed up at the house and staged it to look like we slept together so that Y/N would think we had-"
"I believe she staged those photos as well. Think about it, there's no possible way she could've known that Y/N was going to walk in on you two together in such a compromising position. It's possible that while you were passed out she took those pictures so that she could blackmail you later." Minseok said.
"I wish I knew what she wanted. It's not like she was in love with me."
"No but when you broke up with her for Y/N she considered that as her losing and she doesn't like to lose. Hurting Y/N will mean she wins, which is why you shouldn't go. One way or the other, she'll find a reason to show her those pictures and she'll break her heart."
"So you don't want me to show her?"
Minseok smiled and shrugged,
"That's up to you, however, I can handle Seohyun for you."
Minseok tilted his head to the front door as if telling Junmyeon to follow him. They got into a cab and Minseok gave the driver Seohyun's address. He started texting someone while they were in the car.
"Why are we going to her place?" He asked.
The ride was longer than normal. Seohyun lived in a very nice neighborhood. Her family was important which explained why she was so spoiled. He could only imagine what it would be like to live with a family like hers. His grandparents were his only family left and they were gentle people that always looked out for him but they also taught him right from wrong. It seemed like Seohyun's family had paved a way for her to step on people and let her believe that as long as she didn't get caught she could own the world. She lived her life as though she were better than others and it was only those that were smart enough and strong enough that would survive and remain on top. All those weaker beings were beneath her and she had no problem stepping on them.
Minseok's confidence as he led Junmyeon to Seohyun's front door made Junmyeon slightly nervous. He felt like Minseok had turned into some sort of mafia boss. While they were friends, he knew that he was doing all of this more for Y/N's sake than his own. When it came to her, Minseok got scary serious. Heechul was right, he loved her; it was pretty obvious. He was the closest thing to real family that Y/N had, it made sense why she always went to him for help.
Someone came to the door only a minute or two after Minseok rang the door bell. The butler led them through the foyer to a large office and then left them alone to wait for someone to come in. Someone that Minseok said was expecting them. Minseok made himself comfortable in a chair in front of the desk and looked at Junmyeon.
"Don't be surprised by anything that's said here today and more importantly don't say anything unless you're spoken to." Minseok said.
Junmyeon looked at him curiously but nodded to show he understood. He had no idea what was about to happen though. He was starting to think Minseok was more dangerous than Seohyun. Several minutes passed when the office door opened up and in walked a grown man perhaps in his fifties in a dark suit with an all black tie. His hair was slicked back and there was a slight scar on the right corner of his lip. His eyes were small and dark, almost black and the creases on his face made his serious face look more grave than it needed to be. Junmyeon suddenly wondered if Minseok was in the mafia or some kind of gang just by how tense the air had gotten when he came into the room.
"Mr. Kim, what is it that I can do for you?" The man said.
This man must've been Seohyun's father. Junmyeon had never met him but Minseok apparently had. Junmyeon looked over at Minseok who wore a serious business like face that made Junmyeon nervous. There was no way Y/N knew about this side of Minseok. He wanted to know exactly what was going on but avoided asking any questions.
"Mr. Song you know I hate using my connections to get what I want don't you?" Minseok stated.
"I do, which is why I'm curious to find you here now."
"It seems your daughter finds it appropriate to try and break my best friend's heart by staging photos with Junmyeon here. These photos she intends to use as blackmail which I find deeply unsettling. Especially if she's going to use them as a weapon to hurt someone I deeply care about. "
"I have no sway over what my daughter does, I can assure you."
Song swallowed, Junmyeon was impressed by how cold Minseok's voice became. He could make a man, that looked like he commanded a gang's moves like a game of chess, nervous. Minseok had never shown this side of himself before. He could only imagine what would happen to him if he hurt Y/N. Even if he didn't intend to do it, he was worried about what may happen.
Minseok's threat was cool and collected. Song nodded with nothing else to say and Junmyeon and Minseok left the large home. Junmyeon stayed quiet until they were in an uber and headed back to their flat.
"Okay, so are you going to tell me what that was back there?" He asked.
"That was influence. My father and Seohyun's father work together, that's why I warned you against hooking up with her. Song is into shady stuff and my father knows it. He uses me to collect that kind of information to make sure that the people he goes into business with are legit or if they'll be a risk factor. My dad bailed Song out of a large financial jam just by buying his company, or buying into it. They share stocks but my father has the majority so in the end all I need to do it expose Song's dirty dealings and my father will drop him from the company. No one wants to be publicly associated with a criminal after all."
"Okay, so your dad is rich?"
"Yeah pretty much. When me and Y/N were kids, our father's worked together until my dad started his own company. Over the years, he made moves to become even more powerful in the business world. When my parents divorced, my dad wanted to take me with him to train me but I begged him to let me stay close to Y/N. They didn't know I knew about her abuse even though I wanted to tell them. Y/n begged me not to say anything, she didn't want to be taken away from her father. I think I regret that most, perhaps I was being selfish too because I didn't want her to be taken away from me.... but me and my dad kept in touch. He was always a good guy."
"Wow. So wait does Y/N know any of this?"
"Nope, no one does. We keep it as secret as we possibly can so that I can do my job but live some what of a normal life near Y/N. Song will handle Seohyun but I'm serious about her Junmyeon, stay away from her."
Junmyeon nodded. He was silent for a moment before he stopped and said,
"If you have this kind of influence though and you're so protective of Y/N, why did you let Heechul get away with hitting her?"
"I didn't. The night I found out I showed up at his place and we fought. I threatened him that if he ever put his hands on her again he'd never see the light of day. He said it was an accident, a reflex because she had slapped him first and he did regret doing it. I would've told him to stay away from her but I know Y/N. Anyone that hurts her, she erases them from her life, she learned that from her father. "
"That's what I'm afraid of." Junmyeon sighed.
"At least you truly love her. Heechul was only curious about her, that's why I never liked them together."
"You don't think he liked her?"
"He liked her but it wasn't the healthy kind of affection she needed. You already know that Y/N has that kind of gravity about her, people get pulled towards her, sometimes it's people she doesn't need in her life. Heechul being one of them. They're not compatible."
Junmyeon felt they were but he asked Minseok because he was worried he felt the same about them. He loved Y/N, she loved him too but he wondered if that was enough. Was he capable of making her happy the way she wanted to be? He wondered what she was looking for. What was in her head? Would life lead them down two different paths? Would they end up like their mothers, being broken apart only to come back together and have an affair?
"You two understand each other and that's important. You two love each other. I can't catch Y/N every time she falls, I'm just there to catch her when the fall is dangerous enough to destroy her. Now that she's finally done with her father and she's with you, I think she'll finally be happy. Truly happy and I think that's all she's ever wanted. So don't go breaking her heart."
"Or you'll break my fingers?" Junmyeon smiled.
Minseok laughed but Junmyeon partly wondered if that was his way of affirming what he said. Minseok was definitely scarier now that Junmyeon knew he had influence as well. Money gave anyone power, as long as they had enough of it and they were smart with it. Minseok was no moron.
Junmyeon and Minseok walked into their flat together while Junmyeon went to text Y/N. That was stopped when he heard Minseok say,
"Hey Y/N. What's going on?"
"Nothing much. Jongin stop cheating you bastard!" She yelled.
Junmyeon walked in to see her playing jump force with Jongin. She was laughing and having fun. He could only smile, he was thrilled to see her enjoying herself. After everything that had gone on recently, she deserved to be happy. He took a seat next to her and kissed her cheek. Minseok sat in the chair closest to the TV. Everyone screamed and roared as the fights when on. Y/N won the last round but in the end Jongin had bested her. She stuck her tongue out at him and Jongin laughed. Minseok asked for the controller and Y/N passed it on giving Junmyeon and Y/N a moment to enjoy each other's presence. She looked up at him, her eyes wide like she was trying to hypnotize him. He touched his nose to hers making her laugh.
"How was you day today?" He asked.
"A trial- but I'll live. After all I have you," she pecked his lips and looked to the guys, "and them."
"Dare I say it? We're almost- family?" He joked.
"Exactly. My Oppas. Minseok, Wookie, Siwon and Jongin and you... my boyfriend."
He raised an eyebrow at her and grinned,
"Oh I get a title too."
Her smile went softer as if to say she was more serious. She gazed into his eyes softly though and said,
"If you want it."
"It would be an honor." He kissed her forehead.
She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest. Although they were both happy, he sensed something in the air around her. Like she was hurting, he wondered what she did today or who she spoke to and more importantly he hoped that their happiness would last.....