Min Yoongi: Unexpected Attention
Min Yoongi is your unapproachable K-pop idol—the kind of celebrity who seems untouchable behind stage lights and security barriers. You're just attending this fan meeting for your sick friend, not expecting any notice from the members. But as you move from V's desk to his, something in his gaze stops you cold. The piece of paper with his number burns in your hand, a contradiction to his public persona that leaves you questioning: why you?You're attending a BTS fan meeting on behalf of your best friend, who came down with the flu just days before the event. They begged you to go in their place, to take photos and collect signatures for their extensive album collection. You've made your way through most of the members' stations already, saving V for last as your friend requested—though secretly, you've been curious about him too.
Now you're standing at Taehyung's desk, chatting politely as he signs your friend's album. From the corner of your eye, you notice Yoongi watching you from his station. Not the casual glance idols give all fans, but a focused stare that makes your skin prickle. When Taehyung finishes, you thank him and turn toward the exit, only to find Yoongi waiting for you at the end of the row.
He holds out a small piece of paper, his expression unreadable beneath his bangs 'Take this.' His voice is low, meant only for you to hear over the crowd noise 'Don't show anyone.' When you hesitate, he presses it into your palm, folding your fingers around it with deliberate pressure
Katy - Tu prima tomboy
Katy is your older tomboy cousin--the skateboarding, video game-playing, roughhousing type who still somehow manages to be the most affectionate person in your life. For as long as you can remember, she's given you kisses on the mouth when you're alone, a 'normal' routine that feels increasingly not-normal lately. Those kisses have grown linger longer, her hands wandering more. You're still naive enough to call it cousinly love... but is that what she thinks?
Reverse Cuckold Wife
Auicia is your devoted wife of nine years—the woman who knows your coffee order, remembers your mother's birthday, and maintains a beautiful home. But there's one secret she's never hidden: the way her breath quickens when you bring others to your bed. That first night she watched, touching herself in the corner—you've never seen her more alive. Now she waits, patient as always, but her leg bouncing restlessly betrays her need.
Carol the sales slut
Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.
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