Showing posts with label One Shot. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Hansol and Me— Hansol One Shot (Obviously)


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So I'm back again after a couple days and a lot of emotional tear-jerking jerkness that is and was the previous chapters, and I apologize deeply for that chapter. I know it was sad and it was probably a bad idea for me to switch it up on you all like that. I'm sorry, but it will happen again. And next time I'LL MAKE SURE THAT YOU ALL CRY!! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA *cough cough* I mean....uh wow...I have nothing to say about that. It was totally uncalled for and completely in the wrong. It will not happen again. OTL
But the sad one shots will be appearing more often in here so be prepared and bring your tissues with you. TeeHee!
But for now, we're back to so hardcore comedy, with another original One Shot by yours truly (simonezhane Production Studios) in collaboration with Topp Dogg One Shots Inc. we the people of these two amazing studios (just me and my wonderful husband—my laptop) present to you (and the lovely Kaiibnida12):
Hansol and Me—An Original Hansol One Shot
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POV Justine

It was just another beautiful day for Hansol and Me; except that today wasn't just another beautiful day for my loving boyfriend and Me; it was our 2 year anniversary and I wanted to give him something special—something I could never give to anyone else and something that couldn't be returned—I wanted to give him my all. And seeing as how every little touch lately has been sending him over the moon, I thought that tonight would be the best to give it to him.
"Hansol~," I cooed at my boyfriend who was sleeping with his head in my lap.
"Hmm?" his eyelids fluttered open as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes cutely.
"Happy anniversary oppa,"
"Happy 2 year anniversary jagi~" he kissed my hand that was stroking his hair, "saranghae."
"Saranghae~" I suddenly got lost in his brown eyes forgetting my original purpose of waking my sleeping angel.
"So what'd you wake me up for?"
"Oh! Right! I just wanted give you a sneak peek of your gift for tonight." I bit my bottom lip trying not to blush.
"Oh really? And what might this sneak peek be?" his eyebrows went way up.
"Close your eyes baby," he did as commanded and pressed my lips to his swiping my tongue across his bottom lip practically begging for entrance. With enough "begging" he finally parted his lips and thus began the dance of dominance and for once I won, but I'm pretty much guessing he let me win. After a good 2 or 3 minutes we peeled apart for air panting like dogs and grinning like idiots.
"Well if that's how you beg for a kiss I can only imagine what that was hinting at for tonight," he pecked my lips lightly.
"You do realize tonight is like 3 hours away?"
"That gives me just enough time to give you my present," Hansol rolled off the couch onto one knee on the ground as he nimbly pulled out a small red velvet box from his pocket.
"Hansol..."
"Ah ah ah soon-to-be-Mrs. Kim Justine, let me ask my question first,"
"And how do you know I will say yes to your question?"
"Tch. Gurrllll you abviously don't know who I am if you think  you'll be saying no."
"You obviously don't know who I am if you think that you can make me say yes," I smirked and crossed my legs.
"Oh you'll be saying yes,"
"And why is that?"
"Because you love me and I love you and there's no reason why you would say no to being my girlfriend for another year." I looked at him confused and he grinned, "Will you Choi Justine be my girlfriend for another year—"
"Kim Hansol I swear—"
"And every year after that until the day we die? Will you marry me?" he opened the box containing a beautiful topaz and diamond encrusted band (for your information I don't like "rings" I like ring bands, because I like to be able to spin that piece of pretty metal on my finger without a stupid rock getting in the way, so this a tip for you Choi JunHong [Zelo] when you propose to me YOU BEST BE BUYING A BAND AND NOT SOME RING WITH A ROCK IN IT!!!), "So whadda say babe? Wanna stick with me until the day we take our last breath?"
"Until forever and day. Yes I'll marry you Kim Hansol," he slipped the ring on my finger and kissed me passionately.
"You needed 3 hours for a 10 minute proposal?" he stopped kissing me and burst out laughing.
"Pabo, I needed 3 hours for the dinner we're going to, now go to the room and wait for me, I have another gift for you."
"O-Okay," I blinked and walked to the room and jumped slightly when Hansol smacked my butt playfully, "Y-Yah!"
"Mine." he made a growling sound and clawed at me.
"Yes, all yours," I swayed my hips as sexily as I thought possible without looking stupid and glanced over my shoulder at him sending him a wink.
"Be careful babe, remember to use your words wisely they could backfire."
"It's not possible for those words to backfire. And I'll show you why tonight."
"You better hurry and get in that room before I come get you."
"Come get me big boy~" I cooed at him biting my lip before slowly closing the door to our room.
"Oooooh missy you're in deep tonight." I started laughing realy hard, it sounded so sexually wrong and funny that I just broke down in fits of laughter, "What's so funny?" he burst into the room.
"You...said...something....SO WRONG! Ahahahaha!" at this point my laughter had transcended the traditional cackles into a melody of silent squeaks (ANY OLAN ROGERS FANS CATCH MY REFERENCE?!).
"Wh-what did I say?!" I just shook my head and silently laughed as I tried to catch my breath.
"N-nothing," I held out my hand in "stop" motion as he inched closer.
"What is so damn funny?"
"Never mind!!" I ran away from him toward our bed.
"Justine! Tell meeeee!!!" he ran after me.
"Noooooooo!!!" I jumped on the bed and threw pillows at him.
"Just tell meeeeee!!"
"N-No!" I started laughing again as he crawled his way onto the bed.
"Tell meeeeee!!!"
"A-Aniya!!!" I beat him with the last pillow available.
"Fine then." Hansol turned and got off the bed and I began to calm down and breathe normally again, "PSYCHE!!!" 
"WHAAAA— *squeak sound* HANSOL!!! NOOOO!!!" He pounced on me and began tickling my sides.
"Tell me now!!"
"F-FINE!!!! J-JUST S-STOP!!!" he stopped his attack and leaned in close.
"Tell me." he shifted his weight rubbing against my clothed sex, releasing a sound that wasn't supposed to happen for another 2 hours.
"Aaaahh...H-Hansol," my back slightly arched off the bed.
"Justine...since when did you become so...sensitive? Do you want me that bad baby?" he nuzzled my neck leaving light kisses here and there.
"Aahhh hmmm, yes."
"How bad do you want me?"
"So bad! Aaah...." he started moving his hips against mind creating very pleasurable friction.
"Beg for it." he eyes immediately shot open.
"B-But the dinner?"
"Screw the dinner, we're staying in tonight. I'll make you breakfast in the morning. Now tell oppa how bad you him hmmm?"
"Oppaaaa~ I want you so bad,"
"Then tell oppa what was so funny?"
"ARE YOU SERIOUSLY STILL ON THAT HANSOL?! ARRGH FINE FINE!! I'LL TELL YOU!" I grabbed a pillow and yelled into it.
"It's a simple request babe."
"Shut up." I smacked him with the pillow, "Anyway why I was laughing so hard was because I said 'come get me big boy' and then you said 'you're in deep tonight' and it was just so funny and wrong I couldn't help but laugh," I started laughing again.
"Seriously? That's it!? THAT WASN'T EVEN THAT FUNNY!!! YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!"
"Hey you asked! And it was funny to me!" I grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him off of me.
"Whaa~"
"My turn," I rolled on top of him and smirked.
"Your turn for what?"
"To give you my anniversary gift." I captured his lips before he could respond, "Shhh no talking. Let me work."


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Implied Sexy times are so much easier than the detailed sexy times.
Should I do a sequel?
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Author-nim
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Don't forget to comment our thoughts!!
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XOXO
--simonezhane Chapter Link:Hansol and Me

Trapped— Nakta One Shot


*requested One Shot*
For Ayumi1
Enjoy my dear!
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On behalf of Topp Dogg One Shots Inc. (random made up production company) and simonezhane Production Studios (my made up production company), I present to you:
An Original One Shot; written, edited, and produced by simonezhane Production Studios:
TRAPPED—an original Nakta One Shot
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POV Nakta

"Yooncheol!! Please!! No! You know I hate elevators!! Please don't make me go in it!!" Ayumi, my scaredy cat girlfriend clung to my arm trying to pull me away from my best friend when I'm too lazy for stairs—the elevator. Ayumi has a lot of fears but elevators are her biggest fear ever. But elevators have been my best friend since forever. They love to accompany my lazy ass to higher levels. They help me relax with their boring elevator music. And when you've reserved an entire museum for your girlfriend's birthday, they give me the alone time I need with her.
"Mimi come on, it'll be fine!" I tried to pull her in. For how fragile and small this girl may look she's pretty damn strong! It's like the Hulk lives inside her staying asleep until an elevator or a wasp comes around and then she gains hulk strength. When she latches onto something when she's scared...nothing can make her move. 
"Oppa!!! Please no!!! I'm scared it'll stop and we'll be trapped!" she was practically crying now.  Dammit!
"Ayumi Konoe!" she froze when she heard her last name.
"Shin Yooncheol, unless you wish me to end your life painfully, don't you ever say my family name again. I left that life and everything with it a long time ago." 
"I-I'm sorry."
"Just don't do it again," and with that she walked into the elevator like it was nothing. I silently followed behind her knowing I just screwed up royally.



POV Ayumi

I can't believe he would even think it was okay to say it! AARRRGGH! HOW MANY TIMES MUST WE GO OVER THIS?!  I hate my family! I want nothing to do with them! That's why I stopped using my family surname and started calling myself Ayumi Ai. Ai means love in Japanese, and all I ever wanted in life was love. But my family couldn't love me, my parents had no intention of loving any of their children and so in turn their children didn't love each other because they didn't know how to. And I had no idea how to love I only had an idea of what love could be. Until I met Yooncheol. Being a Japanese girl of royal descent I had no idea what the hell I just ran into. I knew he was Korean because well I ran away to South Korea, but I didn't know he was some kind of God in this country. Who would've known I would end up dating a Korean pop star. Definitely not this girl; but that's what happened. And here I am on my 19th birthday with my loving boyfriend walking into an elevator for reasons unknown, pissed off, and hurt that he would just throw my past back in my face like it didn't ruin my childhood or anything.
"I'm sorry...I didn't—" I pressed a finger to his lips.
"Don't. Let's just forget it happened and focus on the now. Speaking of...what level is astrology section on?" I looked around the shiny metal death trap on strings we were in. We're gonna fucking die.
"The top level..."
"THE WHAT?!" I started freaking out. I hate elevators and I hate heights. This is double trouble for me! It's like the Wonder Twins went into battle without their power rings, they're already pretty much useless and without their rings they're nothing! "I hate you so much right now. So so so so so so so so so so so so so so so much." I started to break down as the death trap moved upward toward my impending death drop. I grabbed the closest thing to me, which ended up being the one person I did not want to touch at the moment...my boyfriend.
"Hey hey hey, you're gonna be okay." he held me close, "I'm here—"
"You being here is the reason why I'm in this state right now!!! I am not gonna be okay! You need to fix this! Make me think of something else!"
"Like what?"
"I DON'T KNOW! I MAY BE JAPANESE BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN WE ALWAYS COME UP WITH SMART IDEA DAMMIT! FIX THIS!"
"Okay okay! Just calm down."
"I'm trying," I calmed down enough to stop shaking but my breathing pace didn't slow down at all.
"Do you remember our first time?" 
"NOW WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU BRING THAT UP RIGHT NOW?" I smacked his arm.
"Well you aren't thinking about the elevator anymore are you?!"
"I AM NOW THANK YOU!"
"Dammit! Okay okay well back to the previous topic. You haven't answered my question. Do you remember our first time?" I looked up at Yooncheol, who was grinning like an idiot.
"Yes you retard, of course I remember, it was the day we gave each other our virginity. How could I possibly forget that night? It was amazing," I bit my lip blushing madly.
"You were so sexy that night, trying to tease me. Do you remember what you tried to do?" he tilted my chin up.
"Yes...very clearly, but I didn't get to do it because of what you did,"
"What did I do?" 
"You know exactly what you did,"
"Oooooh!! You mean this?" he reached up my skirt and rubbed my folds through my panties.
"Aaahhh," my legs started shaking and I had to grip Yooncheol's jacket to keep from falling.
"And what did you say?"
"Stop playing unfair you tease."
"And then what happened?" he pushed my panties to the side and inserted a digit in me making me cry out.
"You didn't stop teasing me. You backed up against the wall and kept teasing me." I panted out.
"I may have been teasing but you enjoyed it didn't you?"
"I plead the fifth to that." I turned my head away as he attacked my neck with his soft plump lips.
"That only applies to the USA my love. You're in Korea now. Answer the question or be punished baby." he pinched my clit.
"AAHH!"
"Answer the question, what happened next?"
"Y-You fucked me senseless against the wall."
"You skipped a few details baby, do you wanna be punished?"
"OH. MY. FREAKING. GOD. SHIN YOONCHEOL JUST FUCK ME ALREADY!"
"Answer the question correctly and I'll give you what you want baby. What happened before I fucked you senseless against the wall?"
"This," I grabbed his hand and put it on my breast and squeezed it, "Aaahhh."
"And then just before I fucked you senseless?"
"Move your hands and I'll show you." I smirked to myself as I dropped to my knees in front of his growing bulge.
"Feeling bold are we now?"
"Psshh bitch I am the definition of bold." I palmed his manhood through his jeans.
"N-now who's teasing?"
"It's a well deserved revenge." I slowly unzipped his pants torturing him. Serves him right!
"Will you puh-leease just do it!"
"Oh no, I think I'll take my time with this." I smirked to myself knowing the punishment that lies ahead for my teasing. But hey why not make the best of the situation? I am TRAPPED after all.


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Hiiiiiiiii guys!! Did you miss me?!
You better have!
And I know I tricked a few of you into thinking that last post was an update, but no it wasn't. 
It's a promotional chapter for the new story I'm coauthoring and I would love for you all to subscribe to it!!
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Anyways....I think I may turn a few of these One Shots into and actually storyline. Just maybe.
I hope you all enjoyed the chapter though!!
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If you would like to see a sequel vote for it!!
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Author-nim
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XOXO
-simonezhane
Original Chapter Link: Trapped

Flashback— Seogoong One Shot

THIS IS THE PREQUEL TO MORE THAN A FRIEND. Enjoy and have a box of tissues nearby. YOU. WILL(probably). CRY.
XOXO
-simonezhane

More Than a Friend— Gohn One Shot

Sooooooo, I'm going to start posting my fanfictions in my Blog...because my ranting isn't that great and stuff. So get ready....the fanfictions are coming, and I apologize in advance for the destruction of feels, hearts, bias lists, and the complete and total destruction/ruin of your innocence. But Please, do enjoy the stories.
           XOXO,
      —simonezhane
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This was my first Topp Dogg One Shot: MORE THAN A FRIEND



POV Cristine
Things have been hard for me since Hyunho and I broke up, even though the guys and I are still friends it's hard. And like seriously awkward. Like for real I can't even explain how awkward it is when ever he walks in. Every time I see him all I can see is our breakup. 

~flashback~
There was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Hyunho," he didn't sound as cheery as he normally did. Probably just a hard day at practice or something. I shrugged the feeling off and opened the door.
"Oppa!" I hugged him but he half-heartedly returned the gesture, "Is something wrong?" I moved to the side to let him in.
"Crissie, we need to talk," Hyunho sat down on the couch and leaning on his elbows with his face in his hands, "About us."
"Hyunho?" I sat down next to him.
"I think we should breakup," he didn't even look at me, he just stared at the ground.
"W-What? But why? Did I do something wrong? Is there another girl?" I was almost bawling. What did I do wrong? Am I not good enough? 
"It's not that,"
"Then tell me why? Do you not love me any more?" I grabbed his hands.
"No I do love you, I just...I can't do this anymore,"
"Do what anymore?"
"I'm sorry Cristine, goodbye," and then he was gone, leaving me to drown in a sea of my own tears.
~end flashback~


"Starting to regret coming here today, this is gonna—"
"YAH!" 
"AAAHHHH! WHAT THE HELL?!" Oh this boy. Nearly giving me a heartattack. Why are you my best friend?
"GOTCHA!!! OH GOD IF I HAD A MIRROR SO YOU COULD SEE YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW!!" I watched as the 183 cm giant I call my bestfriend roll on the floor hyperventilating from laughing.
"GOHN!! YOU ARE SO FREAKING DEAD!!! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!" I started kicking my idiot friend.
"Key word Cris, ALMOST, I ALMOST killed you; but I didn't!" Gohn grabbed my ankle to stop me from kicking him, making me fall on his chest in the process, "Ow get off! You're too fat!!" he fake whined.
"I AM NOT!!" I smacked his chest and tried to get off but he held my hips in place, "Yah, I thought you said I was too fat?"
"You are," he stuck his tongue out at me.
"Yah!" I leaned in close, "You are an ass."
"And you have a nice ass," I felt my face instantly heat up. I sat up and shifted a little, "oooohh don't do that." his breath hitched and his eyes closed. I took the opportunity to actually look at my friend. You know that saying "you don't realize your friends are hot because they're your friends"? Well that applies here. It's not I don't see that my 12 Korean pop star guy friends are totally hot, no I KNOW that for sure. It's just I don't see them that way, uuuntilll now. Dang Gohn is really hot!
"Oh uh sorry," I tried to move again, confused as to what I did wrong, then I felt it. Oh my God.
"Just...don't move," he stared up at the ceiling.
"Uh okay, is something wrong?"
"Come here," I leaned forward.
"What?"
"I have a secret to tell you,"
"Um okay?"
"You turn me on," 
"GOHN!"
"HEY I AM STATING THE OBVIOUS HERE! IT'S NOT MY FAULT! You keep moving on my dick!"
"OH MY GOD GOHN!!"
"I have another secret!"
"I don't think I wanna hear it,"
"Okay then, I won't say a word. I'll show you my secret," he pulled my head down and crashed our lips together. At first, I froze up and did nothing; but then I started kissing back. He licked my bottom lip trying to part my lips and I granted him access. He shoved his tongue in my wet cavern exploring every inch of it, our tongues battled for dominance, but eventually he won. We finally parted for air and just stared at each other for a minute, "Guess my secret is out now. Crissie I know you're hurting because of Hyunho, but I can't hold it in anymore. Crissie I—" I shushed his mouth with my own.
"I know, and I feel stupid for not seeing it earlier."
"Well you should! I HAVE BEEN DROPPING HINTS FOR LIKE YEARS NOW!! I MEAN LIKE SERIOUSLY CRISTINE EVEN THE GUYS KNEW ABOUT MY FEELINGS FOR YOU!" I just laughed as he kept ranting, "YAH! WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? I'M CONFESSING MY LOVE FOR YOU AND YOU'RE LAUGHING?!"
"Because I never realized how cute you were." I leaned in and kissed him.
"YAH! HYUNG! I THOUGHT YOU WENT TO FIND—nevermind." B-Joo turned around and went back to the practice room.