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(Part 2 of our Himchan request. Part one here.)
*Recap: Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at his son for the first time. “I’m right aren’t I? He’s my son?” Looking back up at you desperate for an answer.*
Another tear ran down your cheek.
“Yes. He is our son, JaeHwa.” Himchan crouched down eye level. JaeHwa hid behind your leg.
“JaeHwa hunny, remember what I told you about your Appa?” He answered sheepishly, “That he’s a big rock star?” You nodded.
“This is your Appa. He traveled across the whole world just to find you.” JaeHwa’s face lit up into a big smile as he ran toward Himchan.
HimChan Version. (Request for YooYoungjaesCheeks. *B.A.P When you meet 5 years later.*)
(Photo not ours)
“Please stop me.”
Words spoken in deep desperation were masked by a moonlit night.Dressed in an elegant champagne evening gown, your heart pleaded with the man sitting across from you.His gaze was intense, eyes dark and beautiful. Sitting still in silence.
“I’m begging you. If you still love me at all, take me away.” Your eyes were glazed with tears waiting to escape.
“You’re fiance will be looking for you. When he discovers you ran from your engagement dinner, he will come here.”
The expression he wore was cold. You hated to see him like that, emotionless…
That wasn’t him.
(Himchan Picture Request for: sillydua.)
“You think that picture was pretty cute don’t you?” You quickly sent him a text between sips of espresso.
The time was 2am and the drama filming wasn’t going to wrap up anytime soon. As the director of a huge historical production, you wanted it all to be perfect. This was your first solo drama, and the pressure was looming on set. Now on a short break, caffeine was your last hope for the night. Your hand phone lit up with a response.
“I wish I was the coffee cup pressed against your lips right now.”
His response almost had you spewing your hot beverage. Fingers typed quickly,
“You’re such a cheese ball.”
(So here is part 2 of the Himchan scenario. *You’re a famous Kpop stylist with Himchan as an ex-boyfriend. He never wanted to let you go. Will your strong will falter when he comes back around? Can you handle dating an idol?*) Read to find out ^^
You pushed on his chest for some personal space.
He grabbed your hands and pulled you back in before you could back up. His eyes were fixed on you for a long moment. “Stop trying so hard to resist me,” He whispered near your ear. Your breathing hitched. Confusion crossed your face… and then he picked you up.
Himchan wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you off the ground. Backing into the stylist chair, he sat down pulling you on top of him. Gently, he tucked the hair that swept across your face behind your ear. Hands moved to your sweater. As he began to un-button the top you stopped him. “Please stop, someone will see,” you spoke softly.
“Well, then they’re about to get one hell of a show.”
You glared at him, “This is too much, I don’t want to risk it.” You proceeded to get off his lap.
“Stop,” Himchan grabbed your hips and pulled you closer against his body. You gasp at his rough movement, and he swallowed your objection with a kiss. Amidst the deep kiss, he unbuttoned your sweater and tossed it on the floor.
You stopped again, pulling back, and covering his mouth with your hand. Himchan still held on tightly to you for fear you would get up and run away from him. “I already told you we’re done, why are you doing this? I broke up with you because it was the best thing for us.”
Himchan looked into your eyes and licked your hand that was covering his mouth. You snatched your hand back quickly, thrown off by his actions.
“____, why are you so shy? This isn’t the first time we’ve done things like this in a public place,” He smirked. You hit him on his shoulder, and your face felt hotter. “Stop it! Those times were before your debut, and before I got a promotion. Now, if someone so much as catches us talking alone, it will become a scandal. We’ve worked so hard to get where we are and it is only fair for the both of us if we end this Himchan.”
“Well, I have no intentions of letting you go. I’m not letting you leave right now, and I’m not letting you run away in the future. I know you still love me, just like I still love you.”
Determined to get your way, you attempted to get off the chair. His grip was like a vice on your hips. Every time you rocked your body backward, he pulled you forward again. Himchan grabbed your wrists and pulled them on his chest, forcing your face close to his.
“Stop fighting me. You, rocking your hips back and forth…. It’s turning me on.”
(So….We lied. Sorry guys. We said a Jong Up scenario, but we delivered a Himchan scenario. ^^ Either way, hope you enjoy. :) Requested by Anon.)
“Good luck boys!” You bowed to the boy band in front of you, and then began to clean up your makeup kit. The 7 members began to exit the room quickly and you, the head stylist, was left alone in the dressing room.
Your ears heard the faint sound of foot steps. Quickly, you turned around to see where the noise came from.
That’s when you eyes met.
He was tall, handsome, and an idol.
“Why do you always do this?” Sighing as you turned back around to your makeup case.
“My hair is messed up.”
You knew exactly what he was doing. He had done it countless times before, purposely messing up his hair, ripping his clothes or smudging his make up just to see you.
“I’m not your stylist.”
“I’m not asking you to be my stylist.” He spoke softly as he walked closer.
“This can’t continue.” You stood arms crossed a few feet from him. Your expression was torn. It took much effort to put a cold look on your face.
He sat down in the closest chair. Heart aching at every glimpse he stole of you.
“Please Jagi, just fix it. My stylist already left, and I can’t get on stage like this.”
“I’m not your Jagi anymore…”
*Daehyun scenario requested by Anonymous*
Jongup’s eyes widened, ear pressed up against the door. He was surprised by what he heard on the other side. Noticing his strange behavior, Himchan walked over to him.
“What are you doing?”
Jongup pressed a finger to his lips, “Shhh!” Grabbing the collar of his jacket, Jongup pulled Himchan down to the floor to join in the eavesdropping. They heard faint voices in the bedroom.
“Daehyun….you have to push it in harder.” A girls voice spoke.
Himchan and Jongup looked at each other in shock. Himchan smirked.
“Baby I’m trying. It’s too big, it won’t fit.” Daehyun’s voice sounded strained.
Himchan felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to a disappointed leader. Yongguk whispered, “How can you sit there and listen to Daehyun having alone time with his girlfriend? We’re supposed to set an example for the younger members.” ”Yah, don’t be mad…you know you’re curious too,” Himchan pulled Yongguk closer to the door to listen with them.
“Try turning it the other way, and push harder.” The girl spoke in frustration.
“I did! I told you it just won’t fit. Maybe we should try a different position?”
“Dayamn! Now that’s what I’m talkin’ bout’!” Yongguk whispered quietly in English.