You noticed Yugyeom's expression change from annoyance to anger to rage. He clenched his fists and headed towards the door. 

"Yugyeom, what are you doing?" you asked nervously. 

He ignored you, and stormed right past you. He opened the front door to walk out, but you grabbed his wrist. 

"Where are you going?!" You asked, raising your voice a bit. 

He pulled his arm out of your grip roughly and ran off. You know you should have never said anything. Yugyeom is overreacting, and you can't do anything about it. 

"YUGYEOM, STOP!" You shouted as you ran after him.

Yugyeom's long legs gave him the advantage. Even sprinting you aren't able to catch up to him.

"YUGYEOM!!" You yelled angrily.

He stopped in front of the apartment door and began pounding his fists against it.

"YA! OPEN THE DOOR YOU BASTARD!" Yugyeom growled as he continued to bang his fists against the wood.

You finally caught up to him, and you tried pulling him away. You looked up at him and shook your head, annoyed at his stubbornness.  

"Yugyeom, just stop! You yelling at him isn't going to change anything! You're just going to make things worse!" You snapped.

"He can't just do this to you! It's not fair!" Yugyeom argued.

"I'm aware of that. I just know that doing this is not a goo-"

Suddenly, the door Yugyeom was banging on opened. Yugyeom turned and lunged forward. Before you could even try to stop him, his fist made contact with a face.

~~~~~~~~~~

An hour earlier

You felt someone's lips on yours and your eyes fluttered open. Once you noticed it's Yugyeom, you closed them again. He pulled away and chuckled.

"Good morning, Y/N!" He greeted happily.

You mumbled a 'morning' back, and turned over to the other side of the bed.

"Baby nooo," Yugyeom whined.

You feel his long body roll on top of you. You groan and try to move, but he's too heavy.

"Yugyeommm, get off me." You groaned.

The big baby/man did not budge.

"Gyeomieeeeeee, you're crushing me," You complained. 

"Ooh, sorry," He mumbled, taking his weight off of you. 

He rolled over to the side, and reached out to wrap his strong arms around your waist. You kicked the covers off of yourself and allowed him to pull you close. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, and sniffed you obnoxiously. 

"What are you doing, weirdo?" you asked, pushing his face away with your palm. 

"I just love how you smell, babygirl." He complimented. 

"I smell like I need a shower," you replied. 

He chuckled a bit and shook his head. 

"How about you go shower then, and I'll make breakfast," he offered. 

You turned to face him, a bit surprised. 

"You are going to make breakfast? Are you sure?" you asked. 

"Yes! I can cook eggs and stuff. It will be good. I promise!" He planted small kisses on your neck. 

"Okay, okay. But why do you want to cook?"

"You were so good to me last night when I was being a crybaby. I appreciate it a lot. I want to do something special for you."

You smiled and turned to face Yugyeom. You kissed his lips softly and allowed them to linger for a moment or two. Yugyeom pulled away, and gave your nose a peck. You giggled at the random notion. 

"Okay, so you go shower," Yugyeom said, "I'll get cooking."

"Sounds good."

~~~~~~~~~~

You put on some skinny jeans and a tank top and tied a flannel around your waist. You towel dried your wet hair and then combed it a bit. You figured you'd just let it air dry, because you are not about to waste time blow drying in. The aromas coming from the kitchen are making you get ready quicker than usual. 

"Y/N, baby, the food's ready?" Yugyeom called from the kitchen. 

"Coming, baby!" You called back. 

"I'm not baby! I'm daddy!" 

"Shut up!"

You sauntered into the kitchen and saw the table set up nicely with two plates piled with food. He made eggs, pancakes, bacon, toast, and poured some orange juice in two glasses. You looked at Yugyeom who's smiling from ear to ear. 

"It looks delicious!" You exclaimed, sitting down at the table. 

Yugyeom beamed and took of his apron. You have no idea where the apron came from though, because you sure as hell don't own any apron, let alone a purple one. You shrugged it off and started to dig in. 

"Do you want some coffee?" Yugyeom asked, opening the cupboard with the mugs in it. 

"You made coffee?" You asked with your mouth full of eggs. 

Yugyeom chuckled, "Yeah, I've never made coffee before, but I think I got it."

"Do I even have a coffee machine?" You asked, taking a bite of a piece of bacon. 

You don't remember having a coffee machine.... that you know for sure. 

"You don't!" Yugyeom said, pouring the coffee he made (somehow without a coffee machine) into two mugs. 

"So how did you-" you stopped talking when Yugyeom placed the "coffee" in front of you.

The "coffee" appears to be hot water with coffee grounds mixed into it. Now, you know how coffee is supposed to be made, and this really ain't it. There are chunks of coffee grinds floating around in your cup. 

"Oh, I see," you mumbled. 

"What?" Yugyeom asked, pouting, "Is it bad?" 

You can't bare to see Yugyeom upset. You suppose you're going to have to just drink it. 

"No, no! It's good!" You lied, bringing the cup to your lips. 

Yugyeom smiled brightly at you. You swallowed some of the dirty bean water, and ignored the bitter taste and texture. 

"Mm, so good!" You lied, giving him a smile. 

Yugyeom's smile faded, but an evil smirk spread across his face. 

"You have some coffee grinds in your teeth, liar," he said. 

You gasped, and pushed the coffee cup to the middle of the table. 

"I can't believe you made me drink that! You whore!" You exclaimed, laughing. 

He laughed along with you, "Ya! How am I a whore?!"

You laughed a bit more. Yugyeom started eating the food he prepared. 

"Wow, I'm seriously a good cook," Yugyeom boasted. 

"Yeah, and a terrible coffee maker," you joked. 

You both continued eating and chatting. Both cracking some jokes here and there. It's a nice, fun atmosphere, which is pretty nice of a change compared to last night. You're glad Yugyeom is all happy like normal again. Yugyeom started to clear the table, and you began doing the dishes. As you started drying them, you felt Yugyeom's face against your neck. He began leaving sloppy, wet kisses, making you tilt your neck to give him easier access. 

"Gyeomieee, let me finish the dishes first," you pleaded. 

"Mm, the dishes can wait," he murmured against your skin. 

His hands wrapped around your waist and he pressed you against him. You tried to continue drying the dishes, but you almost dropped one. Yugyeom caught it, and put it to the side. He snatched the dishtowel out of your hand, and walked over to the couch. 

"I need that!" you said, trying to grab it back from him. 

"Nope!" Yugyeom said, making a popping sound with the "p". 

He held the dishtowel above his head, and you crossed your arms. You pouted, and he took the chance to kiss your pouty lips. 

"You're so cuute," Yugyeom cooed, tossing the dishtowel to the side. 

"I'm sexy! I'm not cute!" You snapped. 

"Cuuutiieee," Yugyeom teased. 

You frowned, but allowed Yugyeom to kiss you again. And again. And again. You're now on your back on the couch with your jeans pulled off, and with a shirtless and horny Yugyeom on top of you. He grinded his growing bulge against you. You began sucking on his neck, making him groan your name. Both of you are panting a bit, and you couldn't help but slide your hands under his boxers. 

You stroked his length rhythmically. Yugyeom let out soft, breathy moans against your chest. You pulled your tank top down to expose your bra, and Yugyeom got the message. He pulled your bra down roughly and began sucking and nipping your breasts. Your hips jerked up in need of friction. 

"Touch me, daddy," You whined, "Please." 

You could feel Yugyeom's dick twitch in your palm. He let his fingers slip down under your panties, and you felt a finger rubbing you slowly. Yugyeom crashed his lips onto yours and you two began tongue wrestling for dominance. You would have won, but he jammed two fingers inside you with no warning. 

"OHhH fuckk," You moaned, disconnecting your lips. 

"Yeah, babygirl. I love those dirty sounds you make," Yugyeom growled. 

He began pressing open mouth kisses everywhere. You moaned his name over and over as he swirled his fingers around your warmth. 

"Do you want me to fuck you babygirl?" Yugyeom asked lowly. 

"Yes daddy, please," You said with shaky breaths. 

"Beg for it, baby." 

"Please, please, fuck me, daddy. Fuck me until I can't walk," you begged, stroking his member slower now. 

"Mm, okay baby."

Yugyeom slid his pants off, and pushed your panties over to the side, exposing your wet slit. Yugyeom rubbed his tip across it, and you licked your lips in anticipation. Yugyeom leaned down, and placed his lips to yours. When he slammed himself into your warmth, he swallowed your moans with his kiss. Your hands clawed at his back, and he hissed at the scratching. 

"Ah, ahh," Yugyeom grunted in your ear as he fucked you. 

He lifted your legs up and leaned into you, making his cock bury deeper inside you. You covered your mouth to hold back a scream. The pain mixed with pleasure has you tearing up a bit, and Yugyeom's eyebrows scrunched up. 

"Ohh, babygirl, you take my cock so nicely," Yugyeom hummed, snapping his hips into you. 

Yugyeom began thrusting faster into you, making you moan louder. His hand gripped your throat, squeezing it tightly. You gripped his wrist and let out a string of swears and curse words with each deep stroke. 

"Yes, daddy! Fuckk, I'm- Ohh Yugyeom!" You practically screamed out his name as you orgasmed. 

You felt your core pulsating around Yugyeom's cock as you came down from your high. Yugyeom's eyes rolled back in his head, and you nearly orgasmed a second time from the sight. He's fucking hot as hell. Something took over you, and you pushed him off of your body. You made him sit up on the couch, his member sticking straight up, looking painfully hard. Yugyeom's eyes are hooded as he gazes at your body. You took off your tank top and bra, finally feeling free. 

"Do you want me to ride you, daddy?" You asked. 

Yugyeom nodded, "Yes, babygirl. Come sit on daddy's cock."

You lovvveee Yugyeom's dirty talk. You got on his lap, and lifted yourself up a bit. Yugyeom lined himself directly under your entrance, and you sank down on him slowly. You lifted up and sank back down slowly, feeling all of him. Your hands gripped his shoulders for support as you began to move your hips back and forth on him. 

Yugyeom is great at sex and all, but your mind couldn't stop thinking about someone else. For some reason, you loved riding Jackson's cock the most. The way he grabbed you, like he wasn't getting enough of you. You loved the way he met your thrusts half way, making the session so much more powerful. The way his nails dig into your skin as he guides your hips. Riding Yugyeom is still great, but your mind slips over to Jackson briefly. 

"Fuckk, Ja- daddy," You moaned. 

Yugyeom glanced at you for a second, but you pretended not to notice. 

"I love riding your cock," you said, making Yugyeom less suspicious. 

He smirked at you and grabbed your ass. Yugyeom began sucking on your nipple as you fucked him, making your breathing heavier by the second. 

"Ahh, babygirl, don't stop! Don't stop!" Yugyeom moaned. 

You picked up the pace until you felt warm liquid fill you up. You rode him a bit more, until you felt him becoming overly sensitive. 

"If I stand up, your juices are going to get all over the place.." You said, laughing a bit. 

"Yeahh, we didn't think this through.." Yugyeom said, chuckling as well, "Just hold on to me."

Before you could protest, Yugyeom lifted you up with your legs wrapped around him. His member and all the semen still inside of you, he walked you over to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. He pulled out of you and placed you down. 

"Alright, time to get cleaned up," he said, still laughing a bit. 

You turned on the shower, and giggled when it sprayed directly into Yugyeom's face. Yugyeom glared at you. 

"Oh, Y/N, I have something to ask you," Yugyeom said, as he rinsed off. 

"Go ahead," you replied, pinching his cute little butt cheeks (you had to do it, they're right there). 

"When you were riding me, did you start to say another name.. or something..?" Yugyeom asked. 

"What? No way," you lied, "Who else's name could I possibly call?" 

"I don't know... Maybe Jinyoung or Jackson.." Yugyeom muttered. 

"Yugyeom, is this about the club thing? Are you still thinking about that?" 

"You said something with a J! I heard it, and then you switched to daddy." 

"Yugyeom, I was getting fucked. It could have been Jesus or some shit."

"Y/N, are you sure you didn't fool around with Jackson after you guys left. I mean, you were drunk, so maybe you don't remember.."

"Are you saying you think Jackson took advantage of me?!"

Yugyeom's eyes went wide. 

"N-No NO! I was just saying maybe you guys were drunk and you fooled around or something.." Yugyeom trailed off.

"Yugyeom, You and I both know Jackson would never take advantage of a drunk girl." You snapped. 

You turned off the water, and got out of the shower. You dried off quickly before throwing the damp towel at Yugyeom. 

"Y/N, why are you mad?" he asked. 

You walked out into the living room and started dressing yourself. Yugyeom followed you, with the towel around his waist. 

"Y/N, I didn't mean it like that. Jackson is my bro, I know he would never take advantage of someone. I was only saying it because you guys were very touchy at the club, and honestly, he seemed like he was going to get some.." Yugyeom tried to explain. 

"Get some like get some of me? Am I just an object for someone to get?" You rolled your eyes. 

"Hey, stop. You know what I'm saying. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just... I just don't like other people touching you.." 

You handed Yugyeom his clothes, and he started getting dressed. 

"It's okay, Yugyeom." You responded, "Just know that when I'm with you, I'm with you."

Yugyeom smiled and hugged you. You hugged him back and sighed a bit. You really hope Yugyeom isn't catching feelings for you. Actually, that may not be a bad thing.. You don't know what to think about any of this yet really. 

Just then, there was a knock at the door. You walked over, and there was a letter on the floor. Someone must have slid under the door or something and then knocked. You picked up the letter, and sat on the couch with Yugyeom. You opened it, and began reading it. 

Dear Residents, 

The building you are currently renting in is being sold to another company. Therefore, all tenants have 3 days to move themselves and their belonging's out of the building. Any prepaid rent will be refunded to the residents. If each resident is not out of the building in 3 days, their belongings, as well as themselves, will be forcibly removed. Sorry for such short notice, but this building is sold. 

Thank you for your cooperation, 

Your Landlord, 

Kim Soohyung

You're eyes started swelling up with tears. You don't know what you're going to do, or where you're going to go. You knew your landlord was a shady guy, but you never thought he'd pull shit like this. He definitely sold the building to make a profit, not caring at all about the people, or the families, that live in these apartments. You started shaking, and Yugyeom noticed. 

"Hey, what is it? What's wrong?" he asked. 

You handed him the paper, and let him read it for himself. The tears started to sting your eyes as you let them fall. You buried your face in your hands and sobbed. You felt Yugyeom pull you into his lap and wrap his arms around you. 

"It's okay. You're going to be okay." He soothed. 

You wiped your tears away and gave him a weak smile. 

"I just don't know what to do.. I don't have the money saved up to move. This was the cheapest apartment building I could find in Seoul." You explained. 

"I wouldn't worry too much, Y/N. You have friends that can help you out. You'll be okay, I promise." He said, optimistically. 

"I have to find a place.. in 3 days. What kind of bullshit is that?" You asked. 

You stood up and began pacing around the living room. You're freaking out on the inside and the outside now. All of your anxieties are coming back. You don't know if you'll be able to stay here. You might have to move back to America, but you don't want to leave. You need to find another job to pay for a new place to live. All of your dark thoughts are crashing down over you. 

"Y/N, calm down. Take a deep breath." Yugyeom said, gripping your shoulders. 

You inhaled and exhaled slowly, focusing on Yugyeom's caring gaze. You calmed down, and Yugyeom's face became more serious. 

"Now, first of all, is this even legal? How is your landlord allowed to even do something like this? And on such short notice?" he asked. 

"I mean, he never had me sign a contract or anything. I was just paying rent every month. I guess he's not breaking a law or anything." You replied. 

"What an absolute asshole! That's not fair to anyone in the building at all." Yugyeom's getting a bit heated, as are you. 

"I know! I kind of want to go downstairs and yell at him right now. This is completely outrageous!" You exclaimed angrily. 

"Downstairs?" Yugyeom asked. 

"Yeah, his apartment is on the 1st floor, 1704." 

Yugyeom took in this information for a moment, and you starting biting your fingernails. It's not something you normally do, but in stressful times it becomes a habit. 

"That scumbag should be taught a lesson," Yugyeom spat. 

~

You noticed Yugyeom's expression change from annoyance to anger to rage. He clenched his fists and headed towards the door.

"Yugyeom, what are you doing?" you asked nervously.

He ignored you, and stormed right past you. He opened the front door to walk out, but you grabbed his wrist.

"Where are you going?!" You asked, raising your voice a bit.

He pulled his arm out of your grip roughly and ran off. You know you should have never said anything. Yugyeom is overreacting, and you can't do anything about it.

"YUGYEOM, STOP!" You shouted as you ran after him.

Yugyeom's long legs gave him the advantage. Even sprinting you aren't able to catch up to him.

"YUGYEOM!!" You yelled angrily.

He stopped in front of the apartment door and began pounding his fists against it.

"YA! OPEN THE DOOR YOU BASTARD!" Yugyeom growled as he continued to bang his fists against the wood.

You finally caught up to him, and you tried pulling him away. You looked up at him and shook your head, annoyed at his stubbornness.

"Yugyeom, just stop! You yelling at him isn't going to change anything! You're just going to make things worse!" You snapped.

"He can't just do this to you! It's not fair!" Yugyeom argued.

"I'm aware of that. I just know that doing this is not a goo-"

Suddenly, the door Yugyeom was banging on opened. Yugyeom turned and lunged forward. Before you could even try to stop him, his fist made contact with a face.