#mayrubyy damage

Quickly in synchronized reflex Chanyeol ducks dodging bullets and aims back at another man just a few feet away shooting him right in the forehead and making him drop dead in a messy pool of blood. He mercilessly feeds another round of bullets into the already dead man lying at his feet. “Should have shot the fucker dead before we got here in the first place”. Chanyeol shrugs as he wipes the sweat off his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Hyung, that’s fourteen down for now. How many left until we wipe them all out?” Sehun stands up and starts walking out of the closed space towards the main street when suddenly a siren echoes loudly alarming the two that the police were patrolling the area. The two bolt out of the scene.

“Call, Baekhyun. He told me they had it under control,” Chanyeol demands as he fastens a strap of leather around his hand with his teeth. They hear someone screaming in the background. Someone probably discovered the mess they had just made. Heading out into the street they both descend into the crossing acting like nothing had happened.

Sehun starts making calls as the police drives past them rushing to the murder scene.“Yeah, it’s me. We took care of Area 94. Tell us where you are because we are fucking hungry and hyung is mad and I don’t–”. Chanyeol snatches the phone from Sehun's hand and yells through the device, “Baekhyun, you lying bastard you said there were only six of these motherfuckers?!”.

“We’re at Black Pearl. Minseok will feed you so stop acting like a brat and get your ass here if you’re that hungry.” Baekhyun disconnects.

“The fucking nerve of him,” Chanyeol curses almost thrashing Sehun’s phone to the ground. “Hey! hey-heyyy! Calm the heck down! There’s no need for that.” Sehun nervously pats Chanyeol’s back trying to comfort him, "give me my phone back, thank you”.

Chanyeol was pissed. He wasn’t just simply pissed. He was downright genuinely out of his mind fuming pissed.

Earlier today Baekhyun and Junmyeon had briefly explained that they got orders to wipe out a gang in Area 94. A meeting that ended on a bad note. Both the mafias turning backs on each other resulting in a baseless gunfight. There was no profit they could make off this fight which is why Baekhyun was clever enough to make Chanyeol do all the work. Only Taehyung was at advantage since the area belonged to him.

Their hideout was the Black Pearl cafe which belonged to Eunwoo’s father. Baekhyun and Junmyeon, who had agreed to work in alliance with other rivals to pursue their illegal business named their organization after the cafe just to keep things lowkey. The team was made of Chanyeol, Sehun, Minseok and Eunwoo.

Minseok worked at the cafe and updated Black Pearl on exchanging messages and attending the investors. Baekhyun and Junmyeon maintained diplomacy while Chanyeol and Sehun did the dirty work, extortion and the deed. Sometimes Baekhyun assisted in the killings, most times he just tricked Chanyeol.

And this time, Chanyeol was not having it.

“BYUN BAEKHYUN! YOU NASTY SON OF A BITCH!”. Chanyeol rams into the cafe and grabs Baekhyun by his collar and knocks him to the floor and starts punching the blue out of him. Baekhyun doesn’t do much to defend himself instead he starts snickering allowing Chanyeol to knock the life out of him even more.

“Ew, don’t do that.” Chanyeol stops punching him the moment he sees a smirk form on Baekhyun's face. “Jesus fucking christ. You’re such a fucking creep”.

“Well, did you have fun?” Baekhyun giggles, “weren't you hungry or something?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Chanyeol jostles Baekhyun away from him when his eyes suddenly meet a girl much younger than him holding a first aid kit. He falters for a good second or two. “Baekhyun, you okay?” the girl avoids Chanyeol and walks closer to the short one taking a gauze out of the kit and starts helping him, tending to the small cut as she wipes the blood off his mouth. 

“Y/N! You’ll be my first aid fairy from now on!”. 

“Meet Chanyeol, he just loves wrecking me,” Baekhyun chuckles.

Chanyeol wavers again, unable to process what he had just heard. “You’re new here or what?” he spurts mindlessly. “She is! She’s going to be around”. Baekhyun starts wobbling. “So you better behave around ladies, Loey,” 

“Loey?” Y/N looks at Baekhyun in confusion. Chanyeol just glares back into her eyes. 

“Nobody...calls me Loey”. 

“And, don’t just stand there gawking at me. Chanyeol forms a thin line with his lips. "Go get me some Iced Americano, woman”.

She gets baffled by his tone, “um, wow, you’re rude for someone who’s got a baby face”. She sneers at him and begins to walk away. “You forgot your first aid kit Baekhyun’s stupid fairy,” Chanyeol rolls his eyes.

“Excuse me?”. Y/N pauses and turns around. “Yeah, got a problem?” Chanyeol storms towards to her with a deadpan expression on his face. “You think you look intimidating, huh?”. She glares back at him.

“A waitress shouldn’t be so impolite…you could get fired,” Chanyeol smirks as he scoffs. 

“Well, I can be if you’re being a jerk,” she starts fuming up. 

“Okay throw me out then. We’ll see how you do that,” Chanyeol starts chuckling.

“You’re messing with the wrong person big guy.” Y/N balls up her fists preparing herself to kick him in the groin.

“Feisty, eh? I like that a lot.” Chanyeol smirks again as he spreads his arms inviting her, “I can do this all night long baby”.

“That’s enough, you guys,” Minseok interrupts the two. “Y/N, go get the Iced Americano, please,” he smiles.“And Chanyeol, we got matters to discuss". 

"They’re pretty serious”.

“Alright, I’m leaving but just let Mr. Big Ears L-O-E-Y know that he can’t be walking around the cafe being a jerk to everyone.” She mocks Chanyeol as she starts to leave.

“Hey, you can’t just call me Loey and leave,” Chanyeol shouts backs tightening the strap of leather around his wrist. “Chanyeol, you need to read this.” Minseok hands him a document. “What the fuck is this supposed to mean?”. Chanyeol spits as he goes through the document. “Jongdae?” they both pause as they take the name. Junmyeon joins the two at the table as they exchange stern looks with one another.

“This is going to be tricky,” Chanyeol drags his chair away from the table and gets up to take his leather jacket off revealing the deep cut on his wrist he got from tonight. He walks to the large window, his eyes following the trail of the vehicles passing by when Y/N arrives back at their table with his order.

“Here’s your Iced Americano,” she sticks her tongue out at Chanyeol. His back still facing her. “You do realize that I can see you in the reflection?”. Chanyeol turns around biting his lip. “Whatever, baby face”. She taunts him and heads back to the counter.

“How do you plan on dealing with this?” Junmyeon firmly asks Chanyeol. “Just leave it to me,” Chanyeol affirms as he sits down and takes a good long sip of his Iced Americano. He runs his fingers through the deep cut wound on his wrist and continues to stare at Y/N standing at the other end of the cafe by the counter.

“But, first…I think I might need some first aid,” he takes another sip.

Y/N’s POV 

Considering it was your first week working at Black Pearl you hadn’t expected someone to punch the life out of Baekhyun. That too right in front of you. Almost to the point where he started bleeding. All you could think of was who this tall guy was and why he was so full of rage. His face was a flushing red and he kept fidgeting with a strap of leather so much that it started bothering you.

“What’s his problem?” you mumbled quietly to Baekhyun who was standing next to you all the while Chanyeol kept staring at you as he sipped his drink. “He’s just mad he didn’t get laid in a while”. Baekhyun snorts as he helps you with the remaining orders.

“Well, I hope his rude ass never gets laid,” you snicker as you set the plates down. “Did the bleeding stop?” you turn towards Baekhyun with concern. He just smiles and pats your head, “oh yeah! don’t worry. It wasn’t that bad." Suddenly you hear a loud thud on the counter. 

“Hey you, first aid fairy!” Chanyeol knocks the wood to get your attention. “Help another bleeding guy out, yeah?”. He raises his wrist showing the wound to you. 

“That’s really deep! what the fuck?!” you blurt as you observe the wound. You immediately grab for the first aid box. “Take a seat at the table in that corner. I’ll dress it for you” you tell him in a low voice. 

He simply heeds your words and proceeds to go and sit down never taking his eyes off you. As you approach him you get on your knees and take his wrist into your hands. His cologne emanates strongly given the proximity you two had at this moment. You see an L-1485 tattoo a few inches away from the cut. You gently wipe the wound with a disinfectant. He hisses as you apply pressure. You mumble a sorry as you fasten the gauze around it.

“Is it tight enough?” you ask him. “It’s perfectly tight, baby,” he grins at you. “Geez. You’re fucking nasty!” you throw his wrist away making him hiss in pain. “You’re so goddamn feisty! I love it!” he starts cackling throwing his legs into the air. You weren’t going to deny that he looked hot and maybe even a little cute. He was well built and well toned. The minute he called you baby as much as you hated it you also couldn’t deny that you kinda liked it but you decided you weren’t going to be so easy with him.

“Get the fuck out of here before I actually throw you out,” you warn him. “But I’m not done with you yet". He follows you back to the counter. You find him pouting with his head resting between his palms as he supports himself with his elbows against the platform. 

“What the fuck do you even want from me?” you sigh heavily. He hands you a note with a number written on it.

“Call me baby,” he murmurs in his deep voice.

Of course you weren’t going to call him. You weren’t even sure if he was deliberately playing you or if he was actually flirting with you. Your gut highly warned you it was a booty call. You didn’t really mind it though. He was good looking and probably had his dick sculpted by the gods to make women squirm in pleasure and you were very much up for it. 

You fiddled with the piece of paper he had given to you. It was filled with the scent of his cologne. You liked it. And, the fact that he called you feisty you couldn’t argue that you were enjoying all the attention he was giving to you. He was attractive and his whole personality was screaming fuckboy, what more could you want.

It was Friday night and you were hoping to see him turn up at the cafe soon. You hadn’t called him all week. Chanyeol flirted with you here and there but you were slowly getting desperate. He never mentioned about you not calling him back. He punched Baekhyun every chance he got and you stormed in to save the beagle pup in time with your first aid but you didn’t get the chance to get closer to him like you did the first time.

He didn’t bother to get closer to you either despite how much he flirted on and off with you throughout the week. It started bothering you whether he was even into you. You hoped you’d see him tonight and you had decided you were going to call him no matter what bullshit came your way.

“Need any help?” Minseok asks you as you arrange the condiments on the table. “Minseok, hi…yes! Can you help me set up the cloth at table 5,” you rush to get the table cloth. "Sure". He smiles softly and follows you to the table and takes the end of the cloth to help you spread it over.

“Um hey, Minseok,” you bite your lip. “I haven’t seen Chanyeol since yesterday,” you ask him as you flatten the folds across the table, “is he coming to the cafe today?”. Minseok pauses for a brief second before answering you, “Y/N, he’s gone to his mom’s place for the weekend”.

You mouth an ‘o’ and laugh nervously, “oh…I see”. 

“Why? Is there something you gotta tell him?,” Minseok asks you. “Oh, he…well, um, he owes me money,” you lie hoping he doesn’t suspect you’re actually whipped for the tall jerk of a boy.

“How much?” Minseok raises an eyebrow. “Uh, $100..” you stutter. “Wow, really?” his eyes pop out widely, “I’ll tell him”. He pats your shoulder. You smile nervously.

One Hundred Dollars. 

You couldn’t have thought of something better. Of course Chanyeol owed you a hundred dollars. You begin cursing yourself when you see Sehun enter the cafe. 

“Hey, Y/N!” Sehun gives you a five. “You know what I like,” he settles himself on the stool. “What’s your plan for tomorrow?” he asks you as he taps the screen of his phone. You move around the aisle to get your ingredients for preparing his bubble tea. “I’m going shopping tomorrow,"  you answer him as you get the tapioca pearls out of the freezer. 

“That sounds very interesting.” He continues tapping into his phone, “what do you plan on buying?” he keeps the conversation going. “I need a new skirt,” you tell him, “and some other stuff”. You don’t elaborate further as you finish preparing the sweet drink. “And..here you go.” You serve him his bubble tea. Sehun takes a good sip and lifts his thumb up approving the taste as he smiles. “You got it perfect just like you always do”.

“Pleasure is mine.” You smile back at him. “So your shift’s done?” he asks you scratching the back of his neck. “Yes, I’ll be leaving now,” you stretch your arms into the air and yawn. “You’ve worked hard today,” he lifts his bubble tea as a toast cheering you on. “Aww you’re so sweet. Thank you, Sehun.” You thank him before you walk out of the counter to change towards the dressing room.

Although you didn’t see Chanyeol today, you were happy you met the other boys. Because they equally lighten up your mood and your day. You take the apron off and grab your coat and greet the boys before you leave the cafe and begin walking home.

Chanyeol wasn’t at his mom’s for the weekend. He was with Baekhyun in downtown Seoul by the Han River– confronting Jongdae’s men.

Although Chanyeol had affirmed that he would take care of it earlier, they were both in a fix. Jongdae had given orders from Tokyo to Yixing to take care of business in Seoul. And now that his radar had detected Black Pearl’s intrusion at Area 94, he had arranged for this meeting.

“Jongdae isn’t very pleased,” Yixing spins the revolver in his hand as he speaks to Baekhyun, “should I finish him off?” he points his gun at Chanyeol.

“Goddamnit this bastard is annoying,” Chanyeol scoffs hysterically as he takes his own revolver out aiming directly back at Yixing. 

“Hold up. Let’s talk business first.” Baekhyun approaches Yixing surrendering his pistol to him.

Chanyeol rolls his eyes as Baekhyun smiles at Yixing. “Look, you keep your profit and we’ll keep ours. You up for it?”. 

Yixing studies the two briefly for a few seconds before deciding, “only because Jongdae said so, it is a deal”. He shakes hands with Baekhyun, “on one condition though…”

“And the condition is?” Baekhyun asks as he gets his pistol back from Yixing. 

He reads Baekhyun’s expression and tells them they have to execute Taehyung’s men at Area 94. 

It was obvious that Jongdae wanted Black Pearl under his control. However, this really did not matter to Baekhyun. Chanyeol was sure he wanted to kill Yixing the very moment he saw him but Baekhyun made it harder by abruptly forming an alliance. He didn’t understand the motive behind it but he believed in Baekhyun.

Despite being so remorseless…if there was one thing Chanyeol was happy about, it was that they were on their way back to Incheon which meant he could stop by Black Pearl to meet Y/N. It was the only thing he was looking forward to since the entire day. Like he'd been craving her which he really was.  

By the time they made it back to Incheon it was around 10 pm. The crossing looked quite busy, the alleys however were pretty deserted. They reach for the alley behind a club where Taehyung’s men usually gathered for a smoke. Chanyeol and Baekhyun along with Yixing arrive with their team quietly to pursue their targets. They spread out orderly from one end to the other taking cover carefully as to not grab too much attention. Yixing’s men block the other end of the alley as Chanyeol and  Baekhyun take their positions when suddenly Yixing receives a call.

“We’ve taken cover. Where are you?” an unfamiliar yet deep voice asks through the phone. Yixing almost answers but immediately realizes the voice doesn’t belong to any of his men when suddenly someone shouts through the receiver alarming them that the FBI was patrolling the area seizing mobsters and were hunting others down.

“Fuck!” Yixing disconnects cursing loudly as he frantically starts loading bullets into his revolver. Hearing this Chanyeol starts walking away when Baekhyun grabs him by his shoulder, “what the fuck do you think are you doing?!”. Chanyeol shrugs Baekhyun’s hand off his shoulder, “look there’s only one way out of this” he begins to storm out of the alley before shouting back, “just trust me, okay?”.

“What the fuck just happened?” Yixing shouts at Baekhyun as he watches Chanyeol disappear. Baekhyun crosses his arms looking unwavered and tells Yixing to wait.

As Chanyeol emerges out of the alley he sees a few armed men in blacksuits blocking the end of the lane. He immediately realizes they could be agents– probably undercover. Keeping his composure he walks towards them casually.

“SMPA, freeze!” a medium built agent a little shorter than Chanyeol stops him from advancing any further. He studies the tall giant keenly when Chanyeol hands his revolver surrendering himself completely, “excuse me, officer? I found this gun lying over there!”.

“I was coming here to give it to you,” Chanyeol furrows his brows. The agent raises an eyebrow as he confiscates the gun from Chanyeol and begins questioning him. “What are you doing here at this time? Answer me sincerely or the consequences will be bad." He glares at Chanyeol.

“I was just strolling for a walk. Came here for a smoke and found the gun,” Chanyeol answers obediently scratching his head like he’s never killed a fly in his life. The agent doesn’t seem too pleased with Chanyeol’s answer. He turns around to give the gun he just confiscated to his assistant as a piece of evidence when suddenly he spots a girl walking by and immediately stops her in her tracks. 

It was Y/N.

“Hey, you over there. You better not move!”. The agent walks towards her crossing his arms. She gets surprised the moment she sees Chanyeol being held too. Curiosity sparks her mind but she realizes that the agent was getting uncomfortably closer to her and scanning her frame with a delirious look on his face. She glances back at Chanyeol who looked pretty annoyed.

Chanyeol snaps as the agent starts examining  Y/N even more closely. “Hey officer? How long do you want me to wait?”. The man glares back at Chanyeol warning him not to make any smart moves. “We’re investigating. It would be best if you both cooperate”.

“But, I didn’t do nothing wrong?” Chanyeol continues arguing. The agent ignores Chanyeol and goes back to interrogating Y/N, getting his hands on her body.  This ticks Chanyeol further off.

“Don’t you dare fucking touch her!” Chanyeol threatens the agent. The agent pauses and turns towards the taller. Chanyeol glares at him and sprints towards the agent with a psychotic grin. As he does he gestures Y/N to escape. She does what shes told and bolts out of the passage.

Chanyeol stops when he sees her successfully escape, “officer, it’s not nice to harass women”. A smirk forming on his face.

The agent turns around to find the girl missing thus enraging him even more when suddenly Do Kyungsoo arrives at the spot with Kim Jongin informing that a few men were just shot dead at the other end of the alley.

Yixing and Baekhyun apparently had successfully executed the men they had come for.

“Chief? I didn’t know you were in charge of Area 94?!” the agent stutters. He then remembers he was confronting Chanyeol only to turn around and realize that he had already escaped. “Kim Woosung, pay more attention when you’re in the field,” Kyungsoo commands him. “Follow me. We need to collect more evidence”.

Meanwhile Chanyeol calls Baekhyun asking about their status. “The job’s done,” Baekhyun answers through the phone. “Cool, can I leave?” Chanyeol asks impatiently to which Baekhyun inquires, “why? where you off to?”.

“That’s none of your business,” Chanyeol snorts. “Whatever." Baekhyun replies only to realize Chanyeol had already disconnected the call.

This is how things flowed. Powerful and influential organizations gave the orders and got the extortion and the deed done and Black Pearl was trapped within this. Baekhyun and Junmyeon never really explained why they were doing this and why they had no choice but to follow the orders around. And now the FBI had involved itself.

It was either going to make or break Black Pearl.

Y/N’s POV

Your heart was beating out of your chest as you took your seat in the bus. You were unable to fathom as you recollected what had just happened. You were happy to see Chanyeol but not like this? That officer was an obnoxious pervert and you were so glad Loey was there to help you out of the situation.

You nervously sipped the water from your tumbler as you stared outside the bus window. Incheon was beautifully lit and it had started raining faintly. You wished Chanyeol was next to you to admire the view with you. Call it magic or pure luck, whatever it was, the minute the bus reached its next stop– the automated door opened to invite an out of his breath Chanyeol panting like he was about to die. 

“Y/N! Are you okay?” he drags his feet hastily and clumsily towards you before collapsing in the seat next to you. You punch him making him yelp. “What is wrong with you?!” you scold the tall boy.  

“I was just making sure you were alright,” he sighs heavily easing himself into the seat. “By running like a psychopath?” you fume at him as he tries to rest his head onto your shoulder. “Fuck, you’re too short for me,” he complains. “Shut up. I hate you so much". You whine and shrug your shoulders nudging him away from you. “I know you don’t". Chanyeol starts chuckling. “You better thank me”. 

“Thank you for what?” you turn your head away from him and fold your arms.

Chanyeol grabs you by your arm and pulls you towards him. “Nobody’s ever..” he bores his dark brown eyes into yours intensely. “I repeat..”.

“Nobody’s ever going to touch you".

The sound of his deep voice fills your ears as he gently sweeps his thumb over your cheek. 

“Other than me, okay?”.

“Nobody,” he pulls you in for a peck on the lips.

“You’re mine,” he chants as he continues pecking your lips softly.

You slowly give in as you feel his warmth envelope your body. You run your fingers through his dark locks as he deepens the kiss. “Mine,” he chants, “mine alone”. He continues as he bites into your lower lip making you whimper. You pause for a moment and pull yourself away from him.

“What’s wrong?” he asks you furrowing his brows. You realize you just missed your stop. “I need to get off,” you cry. “Oh, I can help you with that?” Chanyeol winks at you grinning mischievously.

“SHUT UP CHANYEOL! I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET OFF AT THE LAST BUS STOP AND I MISSED IT BECAUSE YOU KISSED ME AND I MMMMF––." 

He shuts you up with another long kiss.

“Stop, you’re so feisty. It gets me hard". 

You didn’t think your weekend was going to begin like this. Making out with Chanyeol under the streetlight in drizzling rain. The fresh scent of rain mixed with his cologne filled your lungs as he peppered kisses gently along your jawline. You ran your palm flat against his chest feeling his muscles as you both made out. He was so perfectly built you thought as you smiled to yourself.

You could feel him smirk against your lips assuring you that he was enjoying it. You parted your lips allowing him to explore more and he was more than happy to do so. His tongue soon finds yours and you both get lost in the moment as you taste each other. His hands caress your sides and soon slide their way down to your ass. He squeezes the flesh earning a moan from you. You push him away as tries to get bolder with his moves.

“Not so fast baby face,” you pull yourself away from him with a pop. He starts whining with the sudden break in contact making you laugh as you begin walking away from him. “Go home, Loey”. You tease him.

He quickly catches up with you and begins walking by your side. “I told you you can’t just call me that and leave”.

“Especially not after getting me in this state”

“Like this,” he points at his crotch.

“Hah, not my problem,” you chuckle.

“Oh come on now!” Chanyeol sighs.

“You never even called me,” he frowns at you balling his fists and stomping the ground like a child.

You realize you’ve reached your apartment so you kiss him on the cheek. “I need to go now. I’ll see you on Monday". You give him a goofy grin. “What? Monday is too far! That’s not fair.” He starts complaining. “I’m taking you here and right now!”.

“In your apartment! I don’t care!”.

You start laughing at his tantrum. “So, Baekhyun was right?”.

“About what?” Chanyeol asks you with a tinge of annoyance taking over his face.

“That you didn’t get laid in forever,” you break into laughter. “You think this is funny?” Chanyeol charges at you and pulls you into his arms before kissing you again. You laugh into the kiss as he tangles his fingers into your hair. His other hand on your hips.

“You’re so cute,” he dreamily gazes into your eyes. “So are you,” you capture his lips with yours one last time before drawing yourself away from him. “I’ll see you around then.” He stands in front of you tilting his head like a lost pup.

“Me too, Loey,” you give him a smile and begin walking into your building. As soon as you get to your room you run to your window to get the last glimpse of him. He’s still standing there waiting for you to wave back at him and when you do he shouts proudly into the open air. “Now I know which window to sneak in from baby,” he bites his lip and gives you a wink.

The weekend was longer than you thought it would be. Today was probably one of the only Mondays you were excited about in forever. You rummage through your closet for that one shirt you wanted to wear. As soon as you find it you pair it with a tight skirt, the one you bought yesterday. They did a good job at defining your curves. 

You appreciated your body in the mirror. “Let's see if he can handle this,” you giggled as you trailed your fingers along your hips and gave yourself a mini pep talk. You decided to wear fishnet stockings and after you were done with your makeup, you were very content with how you looked and were thrilled to entice the life out of Chanyeol today.

Baekhyun’s jaw dropped the minute he saw you enter Black Pearl, “Y/N what in the world?”. Minseok joined him with the same wild expression on his face. 

“What are you all dressed up for?” Baekhyun curiously scampers towards you as you put your apron on. “Well, why can’t I?” you flail your arms through your hair and pose like a supermodel. Minseok breaks into laughter almost startling you, “you dressed up for Chanyeol, didn’t you?”. He teases you.

“Um, no? I dressed up for me,” you huff at him for his ridiculous notion. “Of course,” Minseok bows inviting you to join him in the counter.

You get busy with work as the hours go by and you get impatient as you don’t see Chanyeol anywhere around. You look outside the glass window and frown biting your lip hoping you’d see him today. You’d had a word with him that you were going to see each other but he still hadn’t shown up. Your enthusiasm was slowly draining.

The door opens and you hope it’s Chanyeol but you see a man dressed perfectly in a blacksuit enter the cafe and take his seat. You attend him to take his order. His voice is deep but soft. He smiles at you, his lips taking the shape of a heart as he does, “I would like a Café Latte, please”.

“Right away,” you return the smile and head back to the counter. While you prepare the order you hear Junmyeon and Baekhyun argue with each other. 

“What is he doing here?!”. 

You see Baekhyun getting restless. Junmyeon calms him down and before you could hear him properly Chanyeol rams through the cafe’s door. His leather jacket is not buttoned– revealing his perfectly toned abs. His hair was sticking to his forehead. You’re speechless as he walks towards you and sits himself on the stool, glaring at you like he’s just murdered someone in the alley.

You get nervous under his gaze as you hold the Café Latte in your hands. You quietly walk out of the counter ignoring him and walk towards the man dressed in black and serve him his order.

Didn’t go as you had planned you swallow nervously as you walk back to the counter. Chanyeol doesn’t speak a word. He’s extremely quiet. Staring at you like he’s about to devour you. You mumble a quiet ‘hey’ to Chanyeol and he finally responds.

“Hey baby,” he runs his hand through his hair before buttoning his jacket up. “What was that for?!” you punch him in the shoulder for behaving like a jerk not a few seconds ago. “Ow fuck, hey?! If you don’t know already it hurts when you do that,” Chanyeol rubs his shoulder to ease the pain, “you’re pretty strong” he pouts.

Suddenly the man in blacksuit interrupts you two. He smiles at you before pulling out a hundred dollar bill and tipping you, “the beverage was delicious. I enjoyed it very much. Please, buy yourself something nice”.

“Oh my god, you don’t have to, I–,” you reply dumbfounded. “Please,” he insists. “Have a nice day”. He places the bill on the platform and leaves.

“Someone’s trying for a sugarbaby,” Chanyeol scowls at the man as he watches him walk out of the cafe. “Do Kyungsoo”. Baekhyun takes the name as he enters the counter, “the FBI chief in charge of Incheon right now”. He stresses his words.

“How do you know this?” you ask him with a dazed look on your face. “Oh, he was in the headlines recently”. Baekhyun distracts you as Chanyeol hints him not to with a stern look on his face.

“Doesn’t matter,” Chanyeol blurts. “What you gonna do with that?” he points at the hundred dollar bill on the platform. “I’m not sure". You sigh. “I know what I can get for you". Chanyeol urges with a devilish grin on his face. “Oh no you’re not,” you walk away from him and get back to work. 

He doesn’t follow you but watches you as you clear up the tables. He waits for you until you finish your shift. After you’re done you head into the dressing room and take your apron off. You adjust your outfit in the reflective surface of the metal door when Chanyeol suddenly enters startling you.

“Yo, nice skirt,” he snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him kissing the side of your face. “Couldn’t get you off my mind all weekend,” he continues pressing rough kisses along your shoulder blade. “You look so good baby”.

“I could just devour you,” he growls as he attacks your neck with soft bites. “Chanyeol". You moan as he nibbles along your collar bones.

“Yeah, baby?” he hums into your lips before capturing them with his. He hungrily molds his lips to yours like he hasn’t kissed you in a million years. You bite his bottom lip roughly drawing a little blood.

“Your place or mine?”  you ask him as you relish in the taste.  

It didn’t take long for Chanyeol to decide. You didn’t know he lived just a block away from Black Pearl. Apparently, the entire squad had rented a huge apartment close to the crossing. And tonight it being empty– Chanyeol thought it was perfect to fuck your brains out in his room.

You struggled to get to his room as you both dragged your feet across the living room. He was making out with you like he was an animal in heat. It was very clear that you both were needy. Desperate to feel each other. He wasn't hiding his emotions. He was wild and so transparent. You could feel his chest rumble against the palm of your hands as he tasted the roof of your mouth. His hands roamed along your curves as he nuzzled into your neck. You trailed your fingers along his biceps as he cupped your ass with his large hands kneading them and making you moan.

The moment you enter his room Chanyeol throws you onto his bed. He gives you his trademark smirk before getting on top of you. Returning his attention to your lips as he rubbed circles along your bare thigh with his thumb. The sensation drove you crazy as his tongue entered your mouth fighting for dominance as you tasted him with yours. You pull away from him for a moment. His eyes filled with lust, “get these off”. He pulls your shirt giving you a grin.

“Why don’t you help me?” you bite your lip as you unbutton his jacket slowly.

Within seconds your clothes are off and you were now partially clad in your laced set of bra and thongs and your fishnet stockings alone. Chanyeol ogles at you like he’s found himself a new goddess.

“Unbelievably gorgeous,” a smile forms on his lips as he gets on his knees taking his leather jacket off. He quickly tosses it to some corner of the room. You crawl your way up to him and get on your knees as well. You trail your fingers along his collarbone. You smile as you feel his firm muscles against your fingertips.

“Loey,” you whisper as you fix your eyes on him. Gazing into his dark brown orbs. You softly kiss the tiny freckle on the bridge of his nose as your hands roam along the back of his neck. He pulls you closer and kisses you slowly reaching for your back as he unclasps your bra. He helps you take it off as you nibble along his shoulder.

“Stop, it tickles,” he pulls you away cupping your face one more time before kissing you again. You don’t listen to him of course. You nuzzle into his neck and continue trailing kisses along his chest going down his torso. You take the moment to appreciate his toned muscles and lick a stripe up his abs making him growl.

“God, Y/N...baby, you get me so hard,” he moans your name in his deep raspy voice. He quickly lifts you up and pins you down into the bed, “let me have my fun first?”. Giving all of his attention to your chest. He doesn’t waste any time as he reaches for your breasts fondling the other with his right hand as he twirls his tongue around your taut nipple making you mewl.

He gently trails kisses down your belly and takes the chance to bite into your thigh. Marking your body like you were his only and his alone. He pulls your thong aside with his finger while boring his dark brown eyes into yours. Before you know it he’s already between your legs taking a long stripe along your slit and across your folds. You cry as he flicks and laps his tongue over your clit making a bunch of profanities slip out of your mouth.

“Feels good, baby?” he asks you inserting a finger into your core making you tremble as he continues lapping at your folds and gently sucking on your clit.

“Fuck! Loey, please,” you plead as he keeps up with his ministrations making you quiver. Just as you’re about to reach your end he licks your core and stops– suddenly pulling himself away and making you whine. His lips smeared with your juices as he grins at you. 

“Not fair big guy,” you pout and push him pinning him down in the opposite direction and get on top of him. You kiss him wildly biting and dragging his bottom lip with your teeth to show how unhappy you were with the denial he just pulled on you. He rubs circles along your hips as you continue kissing him, tasting yourself on his mouth. Giving all your attention to his ripped guns, you explore his body because you were in control. He hisses when you particularly bite a spot under his rib, “my feisty baby marking me up, eh?”. He takes joy in spanking your ass as you mark him.

“I’m so glad you’re wearing these baby,” he runs his fingers along your stockings as you kiss each and every corner and crevice of his body. “I wore them for you baby boy,” you quickly reach for his zipper pulling it down and helping him get out of his pants. As he does you dart your tongue out to wet your lips. Biting your bottom lip as you watch Chanyeol in nothing but his boxers. You could see his bulge take form through the fabric and it was such an amazing sight. You curl your finger gesturing him to walk towards you with come hither eyes full of lust. He does what he’s told. You reach for the waistband and pull his boxers down revealing his hard throbbing member standing tall and proud.

“Like what you see?" Chanyeol asks you in his deep voice.

It was definitely one of the best dicks you had ever seen in your entire life. The one sculpted by gods. And you wanted to taste it so bad. You didn’t care if the world was going to collapse. You immediately reach for his member. The tip oozing wetness from the precum grazing your finger as you gently twirl your thumb against it. You pump him a few times before taking him into your mouth. You run your tongue flat against the protruding vein enjoying the texture and the feeling in your mouth as Chanyeol grunts flinging his head back. He holds your face running his fingers through your locks while you sucked him with a pop. You go as deep as you can take him and go back to teasing him like you’re licking a lollipop. He was your lollipop and you savored it to the fullest. Just when he was to cum you stop and tease him twirling your tongue around the tip, kissing it and relishing the look on his face.  

Chanyeol knew too well and saw it coming but he wasn’t mad. “It's time for the real stuff, huh” he pins you down again. He knew what he wanted and he was going to get it. Your kissing frenzy begins again as you both attack each other with your lips and soon you find yourself locked in a position where Chanyeol had more power over you. You tried to pin him down but he was too strong for you.

“Remember the first time,” Chanyeol asks you to recollect as he situates himself at your entrance. He starts teasing you by tapping the head against your clit. You moan as he glides his dick along your folds and your slit. He plays with you for a couple of seconds trying to get you wet so he can slip inside you easily. 

“When you dressed my wound?” he asks you as he guides his member to your core. “Yeah?” you whimper. “When you got on your knees for me baby?” he bites into your neck which you were sure would turn into a hickey by morning.

“I’ve wanted you ever since,” Chanyeol growls as he enters you. “Under me, like this”. He huffs while easing himself into you slowly stretching your walls. “Fuck! you’re so tight baby". He grunts and struggles as your walls clench around his throbbing member.

It doesn’t take him long to find his rhythm. He nuzzles into your neck and begins pounding in and out of you mercilessly. You both moan each others names as your bodies grind against each others. His chest brushes against your breasts making you squirm and claw his back. You cup his face softly to steal a few kisses. Sweat forms on his forehead making his hair stick to the skin. His muscles glisten in the dim light of his room as he thrusts in and out of your cunt. The euphoric feeling taking over your senses as he hits your spot over and over again.

“Loey, baby I’m so close,” you tell him as you struggle to form your words in between moans. Chanyeol commands you, "that’s it babygirl, cum for daddy".  

The second you realize he has a daddy kink your body jolts against his. Everything turns white as you reach your peak and orgasm under him. You feel the wetness pool between your legs as he continues thrusting himself into you chasing his own high. He soon reaches his end releasing inside of you. Coating your walls with his essence as he elicits a long guttural moan. 

Chanyeol then collapses on top of you however he makes sure you're not crushed. You stay under him and comfort him caressing his back. He slowly turns you around never pulling out of you. He begins kissing along your jaw and you start giggling because it tickles. You lay your hand flat against his chest as you kiss him back. 

“That was hot,” Chanyeol groans as his cock twitches inside of you. “Wanna go again?” he takes the opportunity to slap your ass. You push yourself off him and start heading into the bathroom to clean up– only to see him scamper after you.

“I’m gonna take a shower now so excuse me if you will–”. He doesn’t let you finish as he collides his lips into yours possibly for the millionth time since he first kissed you on the bus last Friday night.

The frenzy had only just begun.

► Chapter ll |  ✎ Masterlist

“I like you,” you tell him turning around in his cozy embrace to capture his pink lips with yours. He smiles into the kiss, taking the opportunity to slip his hands underneath and giving your boobs a good squeeze. He merely couldn’t resist since you were standing there in nothing but his shirt alone. You grip his arms, gently stroking and trailing your fingers along his tattoos as he continues to fondle your breasts. You ask him, “how are you guys able to afford this place?” while your hands explore the nape of his neck.

“We have our ways,” he hums against your lips as his thumb brushes over your sensitive bud. “Yeol!” you playfully smack his chest. Huffing, he pulls away from you, skimming his fingers down your sides and planting his huge hands on both ends of your hips.

“It’s Eunwoo’s,” he finally blurts out.

“So, you live here for free?” you curiously arch your eyebrows and continue shooting a bunch of questions at him. “Black Pearl belongs to him too right?”.

Chanyeol smiles at you, “you ask too many questions”. He lurches forward and snuggles into your neck again, this time he rests his chin on your shoulder. “Is that a bad thing?” you pout nudging at him.

“There’s a lot…that– you need to know baby,” he pauses in between words as he struggles to support himself. He stumbles a little, his height although complemented well with yours, his feet were clumsy. “Chanyeol..you’re hea–vy,” you gasp as he puts all of his weight on you. He quickly pulls back with a worried look on his face.

“Fuck, Y/N! I’m so sorry, I–”.

“I’m okay. Gosh. You’re such a puppy,” you giggle at him. “Your puppy,” he cups your face giving you an eskimo kiss, booping his nose with yours. You run your fingers through his hair as your eyes meet again, the affection burning within you as you adore and comfort each other in the 7 am light.

“You hungry?” you ask him in your soft voice pecking him on the lips. You could hear his stomach growl. “After all the fucking we’ve done,” he smirks “you bet I am”. He takes the moment to spank your ass. “Stop spanking me!” you chide at him. “What if I don’t?” this time he squeezes both your cheeks eliciting another satisfied moan from you.

“This is–,” he continues kneading your ass, “like the best breakfast ever”. Chanyeol grins. “SHUT UP!” you push him away and head out of his room and start pacing towards the kitchen.

“What the fuck?!”.

Sehun startles you. Gaping at you with a bowl of cereal in hands. “Not surprised,” Minseok speaks leaning against the refrigerator. If it weren’t for Chanyeol’s oversized shirts for covering you up properly, things could have turned out so extremely awkward. You quietly curse under your breath for walking out of the room like you owned the placed.

Chanyeol emerges from behind you, basking in his shirtless form with a smug look on his face, “mornin’, fuckers!”. He starts stretching his arms flexing his muscles in front of the guys when you suddenly hear Baekhyun making lewd sounds from the couch.

“MMMMHHMM LOEEEY–”.

“HARDER LOEEEY, OOOOH YES.”

Baekhyun mocks both you and Chanyeol, “you guys up all night to get lucky or what?“.

Chanyeol glowers at him, “you of all don’t get to talk, Byun Baekhyun”. He storms towards Baekhyun to hustle him, of course. But this time, Baekhyun makes Chanyeol chase him from one room to the other making them both look extremely idiotic.

“Here we go again,” you exhale heavily throwing your hands over your face covering it.

[ 12:57 pm ] Task Force HQ

The panels’ eyes were all fixed on the screen. Exclusively engrossed as Kyungsoo briefly covered the details of the case to the taskforce, slide after slide. Jongin was seated by the edge of the table, tapping the keys of his laptop, seriously feeding in the data.

“This isn’t the matter of Incheon alone,” Kyungsoo stresses on his words. “We’re working along with the SMPA and soon we’ll narrow down the suspects”.

“So far,” he points his hand towards the screen. “We may have found our lead”. Close-ups of a gang by the Han River appear one by one and zoom in on one particular suspect. “Zhang Yixing,” Kyungsoo draws everyone’s attention to the name. “An important suspect for the killings in Area 94. He works under Jongdae who currently according to what we have managed to gather in our records– is that he is not in Seoul”. He paces back and forth in front of the screen, elaborating with his hands. The light from the projector flickers on him highlighting his square features. “Jongdae’s whereabouts are unknown as of now. This may be our only chance to get proper evidence against him”.

“It’d be best if we all cooperate in handling this,” Kyungsoo folds his arms against his chest before finishing his words. “These are underhand dealings and you are required to be very alert”.

“Any questions?” he asks the taskforce.

Kim Woosung submits the reports they collected on behalf of the SMPA. “In Area 94 last Friday, we held this boy with a gun”. Kyungsoo gravely pays attention to Woosung as he unfolds what had happened. “There was this girl too”. There’s a glint of malice in his eyes as he recollects the encounter. “I believe we must find the girl”. A crooked smile forms on his lips. “She might know something.” Jongin sighs rolling his eyes as Woosung keeps stretching his report far longer than it was required.

“That’ll be all Woosung,” Kyungsoo interrupts him suddenly. “Jongin and I will take it from here. You’re off the case until next week”.

“But, Chief?!–” Woosung’s voice falters. “There’s no need to pay attention to unnecessary details,” Kyungsoo rebukes. “The time we have is limited”. He pinches the bridge of his nose and shuts his eyes to stress his point. “Alright, gentleman, Jongin and I will be heading to Incheon, now”. He concludes. “For any major leads, contact us immediately”. He directs the team before walking out.  Jongin rushes following Kyungsoo out of the conference room, his hands full. 

“Allready found her didn’t you?” he asks as he slips the laptop and the files into his briefcase. Kyungsoo remains silent throughout their walk towards the parking lot.

Once they get in the car, Kyungsoo taps his finger on the steering wheel and turns towards Jongin with a rigid expression on his face. “Wrong place at the wrong time”. He shakes his head. “Y/N,” Kyungsoo takes her name. He then turns the key to start the engine.

“What did you get yourself into?”

[ 02:27 pm ]  Black Pearl

After driving for what seemed like an hour, they arrive at Incheon. Kyungsoo pulls over to a curb near the crossing just so he can park closer to Black Pearl. His eyes grow dark like he had a glint of purpose. His intentions seemed perfectly clear. At the end of the day, this was his job. He didn’t really have a choice. “Stay here,” he tells Jongin as he fixes his hair in the mirror. “You know the drill”.

“Affirmative,” replies Jongin.

The dry afternoon air hits him as he gets out of the car. It was quiet, not much buzz except for the sound of the traffic trailing by. She’s probably just arrived for her shift, Kyungsoo wonders as he steps into the café. To much of his predicted notion, he was right. There were barely any customers, about three tables were engaged, which meant things were working in his favor, at least for the moment.

He finds her by the counter arranging something. She looked pretty, glowing in fact. Her hair was tied up in a high pony and she was dressed in a tight pastel pink shirt and dark jeans. His polished shoes reflect under the light falling from the huge glass as he heads towards the counter and greets her in his soft deep voice.

“Hello again”.

Y/N peeks up from the platform to take a look. The sweet scent of roasted coffee beans fills the space between them as their eyes meet. It takes her a moment to realize it’s the same man from last night. The one dressed in the perfectly ironed black suit who had tipped her the hundred dollar bill. 

“Oh hi, welcome back!” she gives him a welcoming smile. “Please, take a seat”.Kyungsoo suavely sits himself on the stool. She hastily fixes her hair and her apron. His glossy dark hair reflects under the light drawing her attention when he shifts to rest his arms on the platform. “I would like what I had yesterday,” he tells her. His cheeks turn a soft shade of pink, “you must remember, right?”.

“Of course! I remember,” she answers. Her voice jitters as she paces around the counter. “Forgive me for never asking what your name is,” he expresses. “What’s your name?” he asks looking at her in anticipation.

“Oh that’s fine,” she blushes. “It’s Y/N”.

“That’s a pretty name,” Kyungsoo combs through his dark locks, giving her his signature heart shaped smile. “Thank you,” she gets flattered and surprised by how ridiculously nice he was being to her.

However, a part of her was also very tense. She remembered Baekhyun had told them that this guy was an FBI agent and she feared he was probably here to interrogate her about Friday. She tries to distract herself and presses the button of the machine to grind the coffee.

“You’re alone?” Kyungsoo asks looking around the cafe. He leans back in the stool studying the metal door behind her. “Yup! All by myself,” she answers focusing all her attention towards brewing the espresso shots. After minutes of inner panicking and preparing, she serves the Café Latte to him. 

Kyungsoo holds the beverage, fingers skimming along the porcelain of the cup as he fixes his eyes on her. She wavers under his gaze when he finally breaks the silence by asking her again.

“How long have you been working here?”.

“It’s my third week here,” she answers.

“Ah, so you’re new here?“ he asks parting his lips before taking his first sip of the latte. “I am– actually,” she stutters to form her words but musters the courage to get straight to the point.

“Officer … are you here… to arrest me?”.

Kyungsoo’s narrows his gaze back on her, surprised by her sudden query. “No, why?” he asks as she nervously fiddles with her apron with a grim look on her face. “Wait, who told you about me?” he quirks an eyebrow scanning her critically watching her falter in her speech. His eyes spark curiously. “My friend told me you were in the news,” her voice croaks. “And last Friday night, I was held by an officer and I–”.

“Y/N,” he gives her a soft smile, “I already know what has happened”.

“Relax, I’m only here to ask a few questions”.

“More importantly,” he raises his cup. “For the Café Latte, actually,” he grins this time to show how much he’s actually liking the beverage. “Oh thank god! I thought you were going to take me in for running away,” she gasps bending her knees frantically. “That officer made me really uncomfortable,” she shakes her head in contempt. Kyungsoo finds her actions adorable as she continues to tell him about what had happened.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of him,” he looks up at her from his cup as he takes another sip. “Thank you so much, officer,” she thanks him heaving a sigh of relief.

“Call me Kyungsoo, please”.

He rests his hand on top of hers, which were super soft at touch. A little comforting but very awkward. She quickly draws her hand away. Her heart flutters alarmingly for a moment or two, she shrugs silently to herself for letting it slip. She laughs it off nervously as a goofy grin forms on his lips. The energy fluctuates between the two with every passing minute further making her a little hazy. He had an intimidating personality, a little mysterious too but something intriguing about him had caught her attention, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

They exchange nervous glances at each other as he finishes the rest of his drink. “Well, I had a great time with you today,” Kyungsoo tells her as he gets down the stool. They exchange bows before he begins to leave. She watches him walk out of the cafe when he stops to turn around, face beaming brightly with his heart shaped smile, only to say… 

“I’ll be back again tomorrow, Y/N”.

Neon lights flickered in the background as trails of smoke decorated the dense air of the dark room. Taehyung tapped the end of his cigarette before taking a long puff and exhaling, making the room smoggier.

He wasn’t alone.

His men were scattered across the room, right behind him, the only difference was they were a lot fewer than there was on Friday. He eyed Baekhyun and Chanyeol who both sat next to Yixing and the others with an antsy look on his face.

“I don’t understand you, motherfuckers,” Taehyung spits glaring at Junmyeon. “You clear my area of this bastard,” he curses at Yixing and then reaches for his revolver on the table. “To stab me in the back the very next week?”.

“Gotta play fair,” he scoffs as he loads bullets into his gun.

Yixing chuckles nonchalantly, “you amuse me”. He gets up from his seat and offers Taehyung his part of the deal. “Look, let’s not drag this any further”.

“Join us,” Yixing cocks his head to one side.

Taehyung shrugs in revulsion. Instead, he suddenly gets up from the couch and fixes his gun on Yixing spiting in his direction, “fuck you”.

“The nerve of you to come to my area,” Taehyung warns “and dictate terms to me?”. He looked extremely displeased. He was tired of all the games and it seemed like he wasn’t going to accept the deal despite the profits he was being promised.

Just as he’s about to pull the trigger Chanyeol suddenly takes his revolver out and shoots directly at the light fixtures behind Taehyung, shocking and distracting everyone.

“Jeez, ya’ll talk too much”.

Chanyeol charges at Taehyung in a split of a second, knocking his elbow and making the revolver drop out of Taehyung’s hands. Chanyeol then starts kicking him into the ground. Baekhyun lurches forward to stop him but Yixing orders him not to. Immediately, both the gangs take guard holding each other at gunpoint. Sehun and Junmyeon firmly fix their aim at Taehyung’s men while Chanyeol continues kicking the shit out of Taehyung.

“Sorry man,” Chanyeol grunts as he spits at Taehyung kicking him in the stomach before punching him directly in the face, nearly knocking his tooth out, “I really didn’t want this”.

“But looks like,” he kicks him one more time in the face. “I’ve got no choice,” Chanyeol kicks the revolver away from Taehyung’s reach and points his own gun at him and turns towards Yixing. 

Taehyung scowls at Chanyeol with a bloody face, “you’ll pay for this”.

“Finish him.” Yixing commands.

Chanyeol remorselessly fires bullets at Taehyung killing him without another word. What ensued after was complete chaos. Wild flickering of lights and blood trailing on the floor. Bullets with shreds of glass and brick flying everywhere. Sehun and Junmyeon relentlessly fire at the men shooting at them. Baekhyun and Chanyeol join the two to finish them off. The fight goes on for another forty minutes before they all gather in the middle. They all stand in a daze amidst the murky smokey room. Chanyeol kicks the floor in annoyance.

Yixing nods in approval.

“Impressive,” he pats Chanyeol on his back. “Good thing I didn’t kill you the other night”. He smirks, “you come in real handy”.

“Get your nasty hands off me,” Chanyeol warns him with a scowl on his face.

Junmyeon alerts everyone, “boys, let’s leave before things get messy”. Sehun laughs, “hyung it’s already a mess in here”.

“No. Junmyeon’s right,” Chanyeol says in his exasperated voice. “The FBI’s involved now”.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here”.

You sat by the window alone in the café after attending the last few customers. Baekhyun had told you to lock Black Pearl after closing tonight since they had business to do elsewhere. You didn’t really ask the details but somewhere along the line, you wondered where they had gone to.

Even though you knew that the café belonged to Eunwoo it somehow surprised you when Chanyeol told you in the morning that the apartment was his too. Maybe the boys had gone to meet up with him?

You clearly didn’t know much about Eunwoo either. All you knew was that he wasn’t in Seoul. You heard Minseok say he was majoring in Economics at some university in Tokyo. But if the boys really had plans on going to Japan, they would let you know.

You quietly hummed to yourself in boredom. Waiting until it was 10 pm so you could head home. All you could think of was Chanyeol, his strong scent, his never ending kisses and his perfectly sculpted body pressed against yours, engulfing you in his warmth.

You wanted to be with him.

You remembered how he growled into your ear and marked your body with his teeth. How he made your body quiver in pleasure. Your fingers slowly reached for the hickey he gave you, still fresh and sore, you could feel yourself get wet as you pictured him, fucking you on the very table you sat right now. You wanted him to fill you up as you writhed under him screaming his name and letting him know how good it felt to have him inside you and stretch you out like this.

You were so eager for his touch but he wasn’t there. Your impatience was growing so you quickly reached for your phone to call him.

Unanswered.

You try again a bunch of times, he still doesn’t answer. So you leave him a text message hoping that maybe he’ll see it.

[  09:56 pm ]

loey, where are you? babygirl needs her daddy.

It was almost closing time so you picked yourself up from the table and dragged your feet to the counter to turn the machines and the monitors off. You checked if everything was in place. It was a lot of work but you didn’t really mind. You switched all the lights off and soon after you were done locking everything, you grabbed your stuff and walked out the back door.

You checked your phone to see if Chanyeol had replied but it turns out he didn’t. You get a little mad but tell yourself to calm down as you begin walking along the sidewalk to catch your bus near the crossing.

As you continued walking you could hear the sound of a car. You didn’t really bother to turn around and check just to be sure. You kept heading in the direction of the crossing. Suddenly you grew very aware that the car wasn’t driving past you and was actually slowly trailing behind you. Just last week you were being interrogated and even though Kyungsoo had told you that nobody was going to bother you anymore, you feared if it was that creepy agent again.

You started scurrying towards the turning when you heard the car honk at you. Panic coursed through your body and your steps began to falter. Two more honks followed but you kept walking hurriedly without stopping, not even for a moment, it was when you heard your phone ring, your stumbled, almost crashing your shoulder into a street lamp.

You cursed as you quickly reached for your phone in your bag, still trying to keep your pace intact. When you saw the screen, your face lit up to see his name, you quickly answered it without wasting another second.

“Chanyeol, where the fuck are you?!–”.

“Babe”.

Another honk.

“It’s me”

“Look behind you,” his husky voice chirps through the phone.

You peek over your shoulder and find him in the driving seat of a G-Wagon flashing you his white teeth in a wide cheeky grin. You clench your fists and charge towards him.

You punch his chest as soon as he gets out of the huge ass car. You wince in pain as he chuckles and pulls you into his body, squeezing you into a hug like you were a plushy. You were his plushy, there was no denying in that, of course.

“Hey, babygirl” he bites his lip looking into your eyes.

“Did you miss me?” He puckers his lips to get his kiss from you but you just punch him in the stomach and cuss at him.

“Fuck you!”.

“Jesus woman! It hurts!” Chanyeol groans in pain.

“Oh yeah? I could hurt you more.“ You chide as you run out of breath. “For not answering my calls”. You take a long deep breath before continuing, “ for stalking me like a creep!”. “For scaring the shit out of me you big jerk”.

“I hate you so much–”.

He cuts you off by devouring you, smothering your lips with his. Not allowing you a single chance to draw away from him further making you frustrated. His hands travel upward flat against your sides and to your chest, his fingers ghosting over your mounds, rubbing circles just like how he did in the morning. You slowly find your composure as his tongue swirls against yours sensually.  "Shhhh…“ he hushes you down sweeping his thumb over your bottom lip.

"I’m here now”.

“What took you so long?!” You pout at him nuzzling your head against his muscular frame. Your hands explore his back as you snuggle yourself into him.

“I missed you”.

He tucks your hair behind your ear and cups your face bringing it up to his for a soft kiss. He continues feathering kisses along your neck, soothing the hickeys he gave you with his delicate pecks. You suddenly become aware you’re still on the sidewalk and before someone tells you two to get a room, you eye the Mercedes.

Next thing you’re pushing him into the backseat. To your surprise, there was plenty of room in his car, he was tall as heck but still there was space for you to move around easily and as you straddled him and raked your fingers through his dark hair pulling at the strands, you really wanted to get at him for some obscure reason.

You take the moment to get your delicate hands on his wrists, slowly pinning them above his head. “What are you doing?” Chanyeol’s deep voice rasps with excitement as you grab for your coat with your other hand, picking it up and revealing the scarf underneath. You reach for the fabric and fasten it around his wrists, tying him in place. His eyes spark up as you start pulling his pants down, he was already growing, you could easily tell from the tent forming in his boxers.

“I’m going to play with you tonight” you purr into his ear. His breath hitches as you nibble along his earlobe. His hands were tied, all he could do was let you have your way and you were relishing every ounce of it. “I still have my shirt on babygirl,” he smirks, “and, I’m all tied up”. He pretends like he’s struggling making you giggle.

“Stop being so dramatic!” you cup his face and bite his bottom lip to which he responds, “says the feisty one”. He tries yanking his arms forward to do what he loves doing the most but to no avail, he couldn’t spank you, the giant puppy was all tied up.

“Ah I see,” he inhales. “It all makes sense now baby”.

You surprise him by fastening the seat belt around him. “Oh-kay?” he mumbles with a confused stare. You secure him in all ways you could with the remaining belts.

“Mhmm all set,” you lick your lips as you get on your knees wantonly and reach for his waistband. He watches you with lust filled eyes as you pull his member out. The red tip oozing with clear precum, you bring your lips closer to the head and draw your tongue along his shaft with teasing kitten licks. You watch him quiver as you start bobbing your head up and down his delicious length. 

The sweet and salty taste fills your tongue along with his erratic breathing  like it’s music to your ears. He suddenly jerks his hips up into your mouth, making you gag, cursing and saying it was involuntary. The seatbelt saved you from having a reflex, otherwise you know he’s enormous.

“Look what you do to me, Y/N” Chanyeol grunts as you continuing sucking his cock. “Fuck, I can’t—”. He jerks again, you draw away from his manhood and bore your eyes into his as you pump his length with your right hand.

“Daddy,” you coo in a sexy voice, “you look so good all tied up”. You pick yourself up slowly and run your index along his sharp jawline. “I want to sit on your dick”. You purr again into his ear, “can I?”.

“You needn’t even ask, princess” Chanyeol throws his head back, his wrists still pinned above his head, his face a flushing red. It turned you on that you had so much power over him. It wasn’t only you, he was hard too, ready to feel your walls clench around his length. You quickly get out of your jeans and your panties. His devilish grin returns to his face as he exhales through his teeth when you straddle him again slowly.

Your thumbs play with his ears. “Your ears are so pink baby boy,” you bite your lip as you watch his grin soften. “Daddy or baby boy?” he smirks, urging you to decide as he tilts his head to one side like a puppy.

“Baby daddy,” You lay your palms against his chest and lean forward to give him a sweet long peck. You shift slightly and feel his dick brushing against your clit. “I wish I could touch you right now,” Chanyeol whines as you start grinding yourself on him. You bring your fingers to his plump lips, brushing over them, commanding him to suck on them. He listens to you and when he takes your two fingers into his mouth, you sink yourself down his length, allowing him to stretch your cunt out.  

“Mmhm fuck–,” Chanyeol moans against your fingers, his chest rumbles as you start riding him. “Ride me baby,” he sucks your forefinger with a loud pop. You feel his head brushing over sweet spot making you moan his name out loud, you melt against him, sex with Chanyeol wasn’t just fiery, it had you wanting to scream from the top of your lungs. He just made you feel that good, he fit you so perfectly. You support yourself on his shoulders as your hips snap against his cock sending you both in a  frenzy.

“I wish I could blindfold you Loey,” you clench around him with your words and you suddenly feel him jerk against you again, cursing loudly as he spills his warm seed inside of you. “Fuck, fuck– oh god,” he growls wildly jolting back and forth, the seatbelt restraining him from moving. You stop riding him and reach for your sensitive bundle of nerves, within seconds you find your own release and come undone on his cock making your cum mix together. You feel him soften inside you and you reach for the freckle on his nose to kiss. You unstrap the scarf around his wrists, releasing his arms. He groans lightly in pain as he stretches them and then he smiles at you with a hazy look on his face.

“I love you,“ you hear him whisper as he starts caressing your back. You blush at his words and hide your face in the crook of his neck. “I love you too”. You whisper back to him as you massage his arms. You stay in his arms all snuggled up against his chest for some time. When he finally brings his hands to your ass again, before he gets to his antics you warn him.

“No spanking!”.

He chuckles at you and pinches your butt instead making you jump. “What the fuck, Chanyeol?!”.

“About that blindfolding”.

“You were saying?” he pulls you back onto his lap with a smirk with his huge hands. “No”. You deny immediately to which he starts peppering rough kisses into your collar bone. You try pushing him away but he’s a stubborn fucker, a strong one at that.

“You’re unbelievable,” you groan as you manage to draw yourself away and facepalm at your boyfriend’s actions.

His hand rests on your left thigh as he drives you back to your apartment. You tell him about your day at the cafe and how Kyungsoo had shown up again. Chanyeol’s expression grows coarse. He looked like he was trying to suppress something. You ask him about his day and he doesn’t answer, his eyes stay focused on the road.

“We made out under this very street lamp”. He instead distracts you pointing outside towards the road, giving you squinty eyed grin. “Where were you?” you push him again this time as you start getting suspicious. “It’s not important” he pauses. Making it clear he wasn’t interested in answering that particular question of yours.

“Chanyeol”.

“What?”.

He continues looking into the road. “Did you meet Eunwoo?” you knew it wasn’t necessary to ask but he had gone without answering your calls and replying to your texts. You felt like you deserved to know what was going on.

He stops the car. “Your apartment is here”.

“Chanyeol, I need you to answer,” you stubbornly fold your arms.

(Chanyeol knew she wouldn’t understand. He just couldn’t explain to her what Black Pearl was up to or what their history was or his history to be exact. 

With each passing day he grew protective of her and he wanted to keep her away from his business as much as possible.

Right now she wasn’t helping him with her unwanted interrogation.)

“I’ll tell you later,” he takes your hand to his lips, kissing it and holding it closer to his chest. “Please, trust me?”. His gaze softens on you making you realize that you went a little too far with your dumb query. “I do. I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to” you choke on your words.

“It’s all right,” he smiles kissing the back of your hand again. You lean towards him for a kiss which he returns warmly. As you get down and start walking to your apartment you turn to look at him in the driving seat, he’s watching you intently with a soft smile. After going upstairs you look down from your window, he’s still waiting for you and as soon as he sees you, he’s waving and sending you a flying kiss making your heart flutter. You wave back at him before he begins to drive away.

You suddenly hear your phone beep.

[ 12:14 am ] Loey

wear that skirt again tomorrow for me? I have something planned for you babygirl.

Chanyeol might have made it seem like he was driving away from her apartment, he wasn’t.

The look on his face was stern. His brows were knitted together and his jaw had tightened as he observed in the rear view that he wasn’t alone. He could see a dark figure behind a bush by the bus stop. He parked the car near a grey building before getting out. It hardly took him time to sprint through the alleys to reach the stop, to find out who had been following him. Upon reaching the square, he realizes who it had been all along.

“I knew I would see you again”, the man speaks in a spiteful tone.

“Knew you had something do with that girl”, the malicious grin returns to his face. “Girlfriend, perhaps?”.

"Stay the fuck away from her,” Chanyeol warns him clenching his teeth together. Giving him a possessive glare. “Or what?” Kim Woosung laughs maniacally. “I think I’m going to keep her for myself”.

“You fucking bastard!” Chanyeol draws his gun out. Making the two hold each other at gunpoint. “So, are you going to turn this gun in as well?” Woosung scoffs. “Officer,” Chanyeol clicks his tongue “you do realize I can use bullets without having to answer the SMPA, right?”. A smirk curls up on his face, "while you have to give answers for every fucking bullet you use”.

“If you shoot me right now, a mere civilian,” Chanyeol sniggers “you’re in for some big trouble”. Woosung’s face contorts like he wasn’t pleased to hear what Chanyeol had just told him. The simple rules the police had to follow unless they had orders from the higher authorities. “You have no power here. Go home”. Chanyeol gives him a hysterical grin. “Come back when you have more evidence”. Chanyeol watches Woosung as he lowers his gun and walks back to his car without another word.

“Y/N is mine and I’ll fucking tear you apart if you touch her”. 

His voice is deep and hoarse as he cautions him. Woosung responds by stopping the car next to Chanyeol and pulling his glass down, “I’ll make sure to get you behind bars soon”. With that he accelerates away. 

Chanyeol spits on the ground as he watches the car drive away from him. He turns around to see two familiar faces standing behind him. He watches them with vexation in his eyes as the shorter of the two speaks.

“Long time no see, Chanyeol”.

Chanyeol tightly shuts his eyes, a thin line forming on his lips.

“What do you want, Kyungsoo?”.

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