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#choi taeyang x reader
trashcigs · 3 days
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what they notice first ・ 피원하모니 crush!neutral reader + word count 0.9k genre fluff, crushing cw not proof-read — more 👩‍🦰
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keeho, your appearance
heart eyes, heart eyes, heart eyes. keeho just admires you, you're just so ethereal.
treasures photos of you like a soldier going to war. photobooth film strips will be decoed on his bedroom walls, will keep Polaroids of you two on the back of his phone and have the most horrendous (your words not his) goofy .5 photos of you in his camera roll ( he really loves them tho )
when you look away from him to choose a pastry at your favourite cafe, he's looking admiring you through his sunglasses. he loves everything about you, he constantly tells himself that God has favorites.
keeho feels like the entire world is slowing down whenever he looks at you. means every single word, whenever he calls you gorgeous or pretty
will melt into a puddle if you compliment him too
taeyang, your facial expressions
finds the way you move intriguing, laughing at your facial expressions every chance he gets
theo is also very expressive with his emotions, so to see someone who also can't hide them is so endearing to him.
loves the facial expressions you make whenever you find something you like or remember an important detail to a story. the slightly audible gasp, the hand over your mouth, the eyes widening and then darting towards him
when someone you don't like passes the both of you in the library, the disgusted look you both give the person and then each other. barely finding being able to hold in your laughter after seeing the other.
usually ends up finding himself on his bed giggling over the way you gave him a very warm and loving expression, kicking his feet under the duvet and giggling like mad man
jiung, your smile
jiung likes to think that your smile was the first thing that captivated him. he's the type of person who would be having a terrible morning but the moment he sees you smile its suddenly the best day of his life.
he usually finds himself smiling when you're smiling, cheek in his hand, his lips curved up -- eyes like crescents. looks like the snoopy image, stares at you like you hung up the stars. he always does whatever he can to see it, whether that be telling awful jokes, or mimicking anime characters anything that would crack a smile on your face he will do
its even worse when you compliment his gummy smile. completely faltering when you wave goodbye and send a soft smile his way. my friend, he's a goner 🙏
intak, your laugh
intak immediately finds his eyes darting towards you after saying a crappy joke, just to hear and see you laugh
and omg when you do, he's never been happier. will laugh along but only because your laugh makes him so giddy. it's so bad that he recognizes your laughter from distance. he just knows that voice is coming from you.
your laugh is a perfect melody, has never failed to put him into a good mood. he's pretty proud knowing that he can make anyone laugh at his jokes, but for you? he wouldnt mind trying a bit harder
intak thinks your laugh is the most majestic melody bestowed upon this very earth ( his words not mine). when he scrolls through his camera roll to see a video of you laughing at him for losing in a game of basketball at the arcade, he needs to grab the nearest wall before his legs give out on him.
and he's so bad a hiding it. grinning from ear to ear amd eyes turning into crescents whenever he hears you laugh. ( he'll try to turn away because the sound of your laughter is still ringing in his ears and making him giggle like a school girl i front of you)
soul, your eyes
soul really adores your eyes. it's always so full of love. he usually finds himself gazing your way too often. he thinks he's being subtle but you can him bending his neck looking your way every once in a while.
but when your eyes meet he feels the cloud parting and the sun rays shining on him your eyes, finds himself gazing into your ways way too often. when your eyes meet he feels the clouds parting and sun rays bestowing upon him, his body floating to the heavens above.
looses himself too easily, whenever you're arguing and he needs to look up at you he falters. he can't argue with someone who has big beautiful eyes. whatever you say gorgeous
loves how expressive your eyes are , leaning on his hand to stare at them from afar
watches the way your eyes crinkle over the smallest things, they way they shine when he gets one of your favorite snacks!
he definitely has a emoticon dedicated to your big beautiful eyes.
jongseob, your hands
it's the way your hands hold so much warmth that he has the urge to lean into your touch, even if it's for a few seconds ( maybe when he gains the courage )
whenever both your hands brush against each other, seob tries to act slick and nonchalant but his body completely betrays him dating his eyes between your hands your face, and the book in front of him. wondering if you had noticed, if you did it on purpose, if you felt disgusted but will mutter w a small sorry and when you reply its okay he tries to hide his smile behind a book.
does find himself looking at your hands, wondering what it would be like to hold them if they were brushing through his hair if they were on him. he's usually the first the notice if you've done anything with your nails
and compliments you on the new nail sets, the colour, or even the gems. will send you inspo photos for your next visit to the nail salon. ( when you invite him over he loses it )
additional note: jongseob seems like the person who loves to make handmade gifts, bracelets, necklaces, rings -- anything. when he sees you wear them tho he does a doubke take, ( hold his hand n he's sure he can die in peace right then and there
notebook 학! (학!)학 (학 ) 학교안 갔어
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sminiac · 2 months
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hi!! could you do showering with piwon? :] (either SFW or NSFW, whatever you prefer 🤍) love your work so much
💌 — Gotchu! Thank you sm my dear, you’re so kind <3
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⋆ Y. Keeho
Has a specific playlist he often plays, when you start joining him you automatically become the shared owner of it, this wouldn’t be intentional, he just has a good ear and somehow always manages to remember your favourite songs atm. He’d secure that moment of time spent singing, gossiping, kissing you in his memory, when he’s in the shower at his place or in another part of the world with a bitter lack of your presence he can at least feel a faint sense of it, you.
The type to make fun shapes out of soap bubbles on your head, then bends down enough for you to reach so you can do the same. When you’re taking turns to be fully under the stream of water he lets you have a few extra minutes even though he’s freezing and starting to shiver, washes the shampoo out of his hair with one hand so the other can keep you close in an effort to keep you warm.
Remainder of members under the cut!
⋆ C. Taeyang
Clingy in general, clingier tenfold once you get him under the water and there’s not even a layer of clothes to keep him separated from your skin. Would hold you the whole time if he could, sticks to you like a leech. It’s hair wash day? His heads on your chest, arms wrapped securely around your waist, letting you do your thing, he’s okay as long as he’s got a feel of you. He’d have on odd thing for helping you wash your face, thinks it’s therapeutic, foaming up the cleanser between his fingers so he can gently move at your skin, will giggle if the bubbles make you look silly, but he’d allow you to do the same so you can understand why he’s laughing.
Frequently does face masks with you, like a little self care date, picks out your pyjamas, prepares little snacks for you like cut up fruit, does his best to make it look pretty too. I feel like he’d also do this with baths? You’re a little more stressed than usual and don’t want to lift a finger? He’s got you! Talks to you if you want him to, sings, even just silence, as long as you’re happy and he’s helping you relax.
⋆ C. Jiung
He’d be very intent on just getting in and out so the two of you don’t waste any of the hot water due to how many others are in line behind you— usually he doesn’t pay any mind to the possibility that sometimes you just want to relax in his arms with hot water running down your back, his body heat keeping you shielded from the drafts of cold air that creeps its way to you. When you ask of him to just stay with you for a minute longer he’s immediately accepting, turning back to you with a soft smile and a wet kiss to your forehead as he envelops you back up against his chest, the smell of his shampoo mingling with his body wash heavy in your nose, distinct enough for you to tell which is which.
Jiung’s such a hands on type of bf, he’s always working out tiny tight spots in your body, whether it’s direct through the tips of his fingers, sometimes even his knuckles, or it’s just the soothing firmness of his palm pulling and running against your skin. Lets you rest into him, especially if you had a stressful day that’s starting to make you weary, sometimes he’ll even offer to help with your routine, your hair too if the day calls for it.
⋆ H. Intak
I can only think of the sound of both of your giggles breaking past the steady sound of water when it comes to Intak, just getting so lost in each others company that the outside world and who awaits rather impatiently on the other side of the door may as well not even exist. He has a habit of snapping pics that aren’t quite scandalous as they are intimate, bare shoulders, smiles and wet hair together, my heart is crushed by domestic Intak, the photos growing in abundance as the months pass, the comfortability with one another in such a vulnerable yet loving state becoming more and more evident.
He’s such a groper. Always needs a good squeeze of something, but I also think he wouldn’t mind helping you shave your legs, hear me out cause this might sound silly but there’s just something so ???? Attractive about it ???? Wouldn’t mind that there’s body hair to begin with, it’s only natural of course, but he’d be so focussed in not nicking you with the blade, that he has a good glide, that he didn’t miss any spots. Helps you put lotion/oil on after too. Such an expert with using his knuckles to massage your calf’s as he rubs it in, probably even presses a few kisses along your legs in the process.
⋆ H. Shota
Most prone to getting soap in his eyes, but from his own doing. As soon as the faint sting starts he’s panicked, so dramatic about it too, reaching out for you acting like as soon as the tiniest bit of soap slips in his vision is at risk of being permanently damaged. Once he pats his eyes dry he’s curling into you, holding himself there, letting the warm water run down his back until he can finally blink without it burning— I think with this unintentional yet reoccurring habit he’d ask of you on a whim to work the shampoo into his hair one day, even if you aren’t in the shower with him and just awkwardly leaning into the shower with sore arms he’ll always ask of you to help again after he experiences the magic of your fingers on his scalp.
Becomes the same with massages, we’ve seen how structured his arms are, so if he’s hitting higher weights or doing more sets, soreness is going to be a hell of an excuse to have your hands working more pressure into targeted spots along his upper body with a thin emulsified layer of body wash between your skin and his.
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ship-graveyard · 1 month
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Traveling with P1Harmony 💕
🛫 - Air Travel Edition - 🛬
☁️ - fluff | 🌙 - gn!reader | 💞 - all members
note: occasional references to travel anxiety
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Keeho:
♡ - always makes it to the airport perfectly on time (no getting bored or stressing because he’s timed everything perfectly)
♡ - incredible at navigating crowds and fighting to keep your place in lines for security, boarding, and deplaning
♡ - idk how but the airline always loses his luggage
♡ - you need a break from the airport chaos? dw his arms are your safe haven and he’s got a hug already queued up for you
♡ - will take the middle seat for you if you’ve been assigned it BUT he will whine about it later (good news: you can just kiss his pout off his lips and he’ll forgive you)
♡ - want help lifting your luggage into an overhead bin? luckily your big strong boyfriend is here to help! (he will accidentally smack someone in the face with it when taking it back down but shhh he’s trying)
♡ - bothers you 24/7 on the plane, but he means well… he just can’t help it bc he wants to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible (ooh what are you watching?? are you hungry? thirsty?? he could definitely steal water from someone in first class, would that help?)
♡ - wants you to sleep on his shoulder SO bad. he’ll be slowly leaning into your space if you start to nod off until you get the hint
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Theo:
♡ - lets you completely melt into him if you want to sleep while waiting for boarding (just results in the sleepiest pile of limbs bc he’s probably out immediately too)
♡ - overpacks… why does he have 14 hats when he only ever wears one? why did he pack a toaster in his carry-on?? the world will never know
♡ - has 7 different beverages with him at all times
♡ - more likely to distract you and redirect your energy than directly comfort you if you get travel anxiety, but it still helps significantly just knowing he’s aware of it and by your side if you need anything at all
♡ - he’s going to fight you for claim of the armrest and not in a cute way
♡ - will smack you if you turn the overhead light on (if you really want to read/draw or do anything else that you need to see clearly, he MIGHT let you turn the light on if you ask nicely and/or sweet talk him)
♡ - spends half the flight judging the people who brought their children on the plane
♡ - will get hopelessly invested in whatever you’re doing/watching but pretends not to be whenever you catch him leaning over to see better
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Jiung:
♡ - brings an extra sweatshirt/jacket for you bc he knows you’ll forget your own, get cold, or need the comfort
♡ - takes care of everything that might be stressful for you. you’re nervous? dw he’s got your printed boarding passes ready and your luggage handled. you just need to show up and hold his hand
♡ - does a mental analysis of the best quality airport cuisine compared to affordability bc you deserve to be well-fed and pampered but he’s also really practical
♡ - surprise kisses as positive reinforcement when you remember to hydrate
♡ - zonks out on the plane. he’s been busy taking care of you, let the poor guy drool on your shoulder a bit
♡ - type of person to watch the flight tracker the entire way there
♡ - if you accidentally intrude on his foot space be prepared for the most intense high-stakes game of footsie you’ve ever been involved in (he’ll win but end up just pulling your legs onto his lap bc he feels a bit guilty and he loves you too much)
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Intak:
♡ - loses his boarding pass immediately (you better have backups)
♡ - will get lost in the airport if you let him out of your sight
♡ - lets you buy anything you want with his card (he just wants to trail along and hang off your arm and spend time with you)… puppyboy IM SORRY who said that
♡ - leans his entire weight on you when waiting to board bc he’s tired and he loves you and you’re right there
♡ - underpacks. it’s always “babe can i borrow your toothbrush? i forgot mine😔” and “one pair of pants is probably enough for the whole week, right?”
♡ - you’ll have to be the responsible one tbh but he’s always right there if you need anything and he’d step up in an instant if you asked him to. it’s only bc he feels so comfortable with you that he lets himself relax so much and truly be himself, so he’s eternally grateful that you look out for him when he needs it
♡ - asks to be involved in whatever you choose to do on the plane bc he wants to spend that time with you
♡ - if you have trouble speaking up, he’d happily do it for you. need accommodations?need to ask someone to move so you can go to the bathroom? he’s got you
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Soul:
♡ - gets pulled over at security for something really bizarre (a cool rock he found that makes it look like he’s smuggling drugs, a jar of loose coins of various types, the creepiest figurine imaginable that he decided was cute, etc, etc)
♡ - might need your help with translating some things depending on where you’re flying out of/to (he could probably figure it all out on his own, but he likes being able to rely on you so he doesn’t have to channel all of his energy into making himself understood)
♡ - traveling exhausts him tbh but hugs and spontaneous kisses help him recharge!
♡ - equally likely to distract you from nerves by starting fun conversations or reaching out and reassuring you with physical affection
♡ - hoards the little snacks they give out on the airplane and offers them to you as surprise gifts later
♡ - watches everyone else’s screen on the plane instead of his own lol (he’s invested in the movie two rows up leave him be)
♡ - wants to try to learn a few phrases of the local language on the plane if you’re traveling somewhere with a native language he doesn’t speak
♡ - if you fall asleep on the plane expect to have random braids in your hair when you wake up (it’s not his fault that he wanted something to do with his hands and in his defense he finds you absolutely adorable with them. esp finds it endearing if you leave them in bc that’s his handiwork you’re showcasing)
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Jongseob:
♡ - might share some of your travel anxiety, but instead of making him distant it just makes him more invested in getting you both there safely and being conscious of your needs. you can be certain that he’s done his research, and you’ll always be safe and taken care of when he’s by your side
♡ - the most difficult part of flying with him is getting him to wake up early tbh. he’ll be slumped against you in a half-successful back hug while you scan the departures board for your gate bc he’s still half asleep
♡ - effortlessly cool and fashionable even with messy hair and comfortable clothes
♡ - soft kisses to your temple and warm hands brushing against yours when he wants to get your attention
♡ - wants to switch off picking songs to listen to on the plane (or listen to a combined playlist of each of your interests) with shared earbuds bc he thinks it’s an important way to share your interests and emotions with each other
♡ - before you even ask he’s handing you a Nintendo switch controller and encouraging you to play something with him (dw he finds you adorable no matter if you’re terrible at it or if you kick his ass when it comes to gaming)
♡ - prefers pushing the armrest up so you can lean into each other and just be close (he isn’t super cuddly/touchy in public, but he enjoys the casual proximity. and sometimes the urge to dote on you is too strong to be contained)
♡ - not really the type of person to speak up and ask the flight crew if he needs something, but the second you need something he’s on his feet and advocating for you
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sunnyyangie · 5 months
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NSFW MDNI!
kinkmas day one!! hate sex
theo x f. reader
warnings: coworker!theo, mean!dom!theo, big dick! theo, degradation and name calling, dumbification, praise, unprotected sex (dont do this yall), enemies to ?? fuck buddies?? lovers?? who knows.
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“i’m sick of your shit, taeyang.” you nearly yell at him. seeing the way he scoffs only pisses you off more. “you act like you’re my boss when i’ve been here longer than you! just because all the girls here love you for some fucking reason, doesn’t mean you’re better than me.”
you two were the only people left, both working on after hours duties. it was promotion era and you two were the top contenders. taeyang had joined the company just a few months after you, and you had even trained him. you got along okay with him at first, but when he basically dropped you once your coworkers and boss started showing favoritism, you nearly lost your shit.
“and just because you’re a kiss ass to the boss, doesn’t mean you’ll get promoted either. you’re just jealous that i have a better chance than you.”
you groan, “seriously, just shut the fuck up. i already have a headache and you make it so much worse. i can’t stand you.”
you turn to walk back to your cubicle until, “then why do you look at me like you want me?”
“what?” you stare at him dumbfounded.
“don’t act dumb, i’ve seen the way you watch me when i work. how you roll your ways when other girls talk to me. when you blush hearing my voice. and the way you’re squeezing your legs together right now.” he trails off, slowly walking closer to you.
you can only shake your head with your jaw slightly dropped, shocked he would even notice any of that.
he smiles as he stands in front of you, his hand lifting to under your chin, closing your mouth. “what’s the matter, baby? cat got your tongue?” he leans in and you close the gap, lips moving against each other. his soft, plump lips feel heavenly on your own as you whine into his mouth.
he pulls away and chuckles, wiping your bottom lip as you look up at him. “you’re hot when you’re mad.”
you furrow your eyebrows, mad at the way you’re caving in for him. “i hate you.”
“then get back to work if you hate me so much.” taeyang challenges you, looking into your eyes. it’s hard to read his expression but you know that he wants you and you want him, and he knows too.
you grab his tie and pull him down for another kiss. he easily slids his tongue into your mouth, your hands make their way to his long hair. his arms wrapped around your waist and he slowly walks you backwards to his desk. “just fuck me already, taeyang.” you breathe against his lips, a small strand of saliva connecting you two. your hands drop to tug on the waistband of his pants, starting to undo his button and zipper.
“shit.” he groans, returning the favor on your own. after he helps you out of your pants, he starts unbuttoning your blouse and nipping at your neck. you throw your head back and squeal at the light pain. “sound so pretty, y/n. wanna hear you like this more.”
you shrug off your shirt, finally leaving you in just your underwear. feeling the way his hands drag across your body makes you grab his arms for support. he spins you around and pushes you down so you’re bent over, chest laying on his desk. you’re dizzy with his roughness until you realize why you’re in this position. “jesus, dude, chill.”
taeyang chuckles and grabs your ass, squeezing and spreading. “says the girl that was cussing me out and is now bent over for me.” he lifts your leg to place it on the desk, now fully exposed for him. “gonna make you my good little slut.”
you whine and clench around air, needing to be filled up more than ever. “can you just hurry.” trying to keep your mean composure.
he lands a smack on your ass, “drop the fucking attitude before i leave you here like a bitch in heat.”
you whine out curses as he slowly sinks into your hole. “you’re so big, taeyang, shit.” it nearly feels like he’s splitting you open.
“just relax, angel.” his hands that grip your waist slightly rub your body to get you to not be so tense.
you take deep breathes and close your eyes as his dick finally kisses your cervix. “holy fuck, tae!” you grab the edge of his desk, crumbling a few papers in the process. “so big. fuck. and deep. fillin’ me up.”
“tae..” he notices the nickname. “cute.” as he completely slids out. you turn and reach back to grab at him, upset.
taeyang grips your wrist and puts in back on the desk, holding it there as he presses back into you. you drop your head. “so tight, baby. gonna ruin you.” he groans, keeping a stable slow pace of his thrusts.
all you can do is whine with the way your walls wrap around his cock, feeling every vein and twitch.
taeyang coos at you, “little y/n can’t even speak anymore, hm? just thinking about how good my cock makes you feel?” he snaps his hips against yours which causes his balls to slap against your clit, making you nearly scream. “where’s your attitude now, princess? huh?”
your eyes squeeze shut and a tear runs down your cheek. you mumble his name breathlessly, slightly overwhelmed.
“are you okay? do you wanna stop?” he asks, worry in his voice.
“i’m okay, i can continue. thank you, though.” you try to catch your breath. “jus’ so big. feels unreal.”
you can hear the smile in his voice when he says “here, c’mon.” he gently slides out and lifts your upper body up, slowly spinning you around to face him and laying you onto the desk again. taeyang spreads your knees apart and you watch as he lines himself back up with your hole, his tip diving in and out. he then slides his dick against your clit, slowly thrusting on the small button of nerves.
you crumble another paper when you try to find something to hold on to. “fuck me like you’re mad at me. i don’t got all night.” you mumble.
taeyang rolls his eyes and shoves his thumb into your mouth. “whiny baby, no wonder our coworkers prefer me. all you do is complain.” he finally slides his cock back into you and you nearly bite his thumb. “gonna fuck you dumb now so you don’t talk shit anymore.”
he starts a hard pace. he removes his thumb from you mouth and smears your saliva against your lips and cheek. “so nasty, babe. lemme hear you.”
each thrust and the sound of your bodies connecting makes you sound like you have pornographic moans, this situation turning you on way too much.
“fucking hot, you know i’ve wanted this since i started, right?” he confesses, picking up his pace. “dreaming of fucking you against my desk for months. feeling the way you would cream around my cock. how your moans would sound, fuck.” one of his hands grabs your hips while the other pushes your knee farther to spread even more.
your chest is heaving, trying to breathe normally but everything just feels so good. yet his confession confuses you, and you slightly wonder why he would basically drop you for all your other coworkers. “oh, so you’ve wanted this but never had the fucking balls to do something about it? so you go and flirt with others and are trying to steal my job?”
his hard eyes stare into your own, making you feel so small. taeyang grunts, continuing his movements. “well, sweetheart, ‘s not stealing if i’m the one who is rightfully getting promoted. maybe if you weren’t so hard headed..” he trails off, bringing a hand up to pat your head.
you scoff and slap it away, but he quickly grabs your hand and pins it down on the desk. his eye contact and silence worries you as he thrusts into you harder and faster than before.
his other hand slides down to your clit, and as soon as he starts rubbing, you snap and feel the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had wash over you. taeyang continues to fuck you through it, your body twitching and constant whining.
you begin to feel overstimulated before he grunts and asks, “where do you want me?” as he pets your head and slows his motions.
“here, help me up.” taeyang does as told and you sink to your knees, looking up with innocent eyes.
“oh, shit, baby.” he moans out.
you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. taeyang slaps his dick on it a few times before pushing in. heavy on your tongue, you bob your head and use one hand to jerk him off and the other cupping his balls.
taeyang has both hands on the back of your head, helping him to reach the back of your throat; you nearly gag, moaning around his length. “sound so much better choking on my cock, not talking back” he groans. “shit, you ready?”
you moan to acknowledge him, and he immediately starts cumming down your throat. his dick twitches in your mouth, and when it gets to be too much, you pull off of him. you slightly squeeze his base and one last string of cum drops onto your chin and falls down to your chest.
after a moment of catching your breaths, he takes a few steps to a nearby desk to grab a box of tissues. he drops down to clean you up. “did so good for me. wanna come back to my place?” he suddenly asks.
you’re taken aback by his confidence and bluntness. “we have work in the morning..”
“so? i want you.” he helps you put your clothes back on and he fixes his own.
“oh.. okay. yeah.” you hesitantly agree, already thinking about what round two would look like.
“let’s go, we’ve been here long enough.” he packs his back and cleans up his area, shoving the papers into his drawers. he smirks, “and also, i’m still getting that promotion, by the way.”
“oh fuck off, taeyang.”
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taengkitty · 4 months
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travelling with taeyang scenarios.
staying up all night the day before a flight. having a fun sleepover with face masks, movies, and games. blasting music on the early morning drive to the airport. taeyang buying you overpriced snacks. resting on each others shoulders while waiting at your gate. him making sure you’re in the aisle/window seat. falling asleep with a hand in the others lap.
always taking film pics of eachother. having fancy dinners and ordering things you can’t pronounce (even with him being picky). trying not to get scammed or pickpocketed. taeyang always helping you with your bags and suitcase, even when you’re fine and don’t mind at all. holding hands especially in more busy areas, even hooking his pinky in your belt loop.
acting like kids in the hotel. jumping on the bed and sprinting down the hall for no reason. standing shoulder to shoulder while brushing your teeth. helping each other decide what outfits to wear. playing around in the hotel gym. hotel breakfast being trash so you both decide to check out a local cafe instead
sleeping in with him because of jet lag (and he’s just super cozy, too). watching the news and cartoons in a foreign language. laying in his arms, making you feel like you’re at home (his arms literally are home). or waking up early before the sunrise to beat the other tourists at a popular location. catching him watch you when you’re focused on the sun rising.
museums. taking hours comparing each other to the different art pieces. “thats you” to something ugly to make the other laugh. strangers staring because you're both loud. slowly walking around while taeyang back hugs you. sharing airpods while listening to the playlist you both made.
photobooths. spending way too much time and money on silly photos. giggling in between kisses because the countdown takes forever. choosing the most touristy frame because its funny. endless poses. some pictures of you two being blurry from the nonstop giggling. scanning the qr code for the video recording of the pictures being taken and laughing at it. he would take his favorite moment from the video and turn it into a gif, making it a live lockscreen. taeyang would so hang his photostrips all over his room when yall get home too.
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sxcret-garden · 8 months
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ღ P1Harmony Theo x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~1k ღ genre: smut (marking, some body worship, reader riding him, unprotected sex) ღ warnings: none ღ prompts: “Don’t fucking stop, baby.” + “You look good like this.”
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You groan at the feeling of your boyfriend sinking his teeth into your skin. The pain is mixing in with the pleasure and the cooling sensation of his ragged breathing as you keep slowly rolling your hips on top of him. You feel him grow inside you with every movement, and the longer you drag this out, the more impatient he becomes. A whine escapes him when you rake your fingers up into his hair, playing with the strands and letting your lips travel from the side of his face to his neck. However, he’s quick to take back control when his mouth wanders to your chest and he begins nipping at the skin there. You throw your head back, enjoying the way he’s worshipping your chest now while you rest your hands on his shoulders for balance. 
“Taeyang,” his name slips past your lips. “Feels good… don’t fucking stop, baby.” You gasp when he takes your nipple in his mouth, tongue drawing circles around the bud and coating it in his saliva. He lets it go with a pop, and you moan as he blows on it, enjoying the sudden cold. Bringing his hands to your front to start kneading your breasts, he continues scattering kisses and little bites all over the area, and you speed up your movements as a way to reward him for making you feel so good.
“Babe…” you breathe as he begins to suck another mark onto your chest. “How many more are you gonna make?” you ask with an amused chuckle. Not that you mind what your boyfriend is doing, but he seems a little eager about it today.
“Until everyone knows that you’re mine,” he merely responds, and then he kisses his way up to your throat, letting his teeth graze your pulse. You moan in appreciation, and then he pulls back for a little while to add, “Besides… you look good like this.” 
“What’s with you today?” you wonder out loud, and when you see the drunk expression in his eyes, you feel heat rushing to your core and you ride him a little faster yet. “Didn’t know you were that horny,” you tease him, and you see Taeyang furrowing his brows in response, but soon enough the pleasure that’s overcoming him wipes that look off his face. He groans as he leans back a bit, supporting himself on his hands now placed a little behind him, and you marvel at the sight in front of you. He throws his head back, gritting his teeth in an attempt to regain his composure, but when you use the opening to return a few of the love bites all over his chest, he realizes his mistake. He whines and then curses, and eventually he cups your face with one hand and pushes you back into an upright position. Running his thumb across your lips, he says,
“Get yourself off on me… I wanna watch you.” Sultry eyes scanning your figure on top of him, you wonder what kinds of sounds you could cause him to make if you simply granted his wish. So you reach for his hand that’s resting against your cheek and you kiss his knuckles, shooting him a cheeky look.
“Alright,” you whisper, and you let go of him in order to bring your fingers to your core, starting to draw lazy circles on your clit. “Don’t you dare take your eyes off me.” You let your other hand disappear in his hair, grabbing a few strands at the back of his head and tugging at them with just so much force that he can still look at you comfortably while you pull his head back. And then you do as he said, riding him at a pace that feels best to you while also pleasuring yourself, and if you’re being quite honest, the way in which he is drinking up your sight alone could throw you over the edge right then and there. You can see him losing control too, and eventually he wraps his arms around your body again, coming closer but never taking his hungry gaze off you. 
“You’re so beautiful,” he mutters, and then he does bury his face in your neck after all, and you grin as if you had just won some kind of game while you pick up the pace. You mewl when you feel him sinking his teeth into your skin again, and the circles you’re rubbing against your clit become faster. As the pain and the pleasure of him sucking yet another mark into your skin and the way you’re riding him combine, you race towards your high while his hands roam your body.
“You feel so good,” you mutter, about to drown in the ecstasy. “Fuck, Taeyang… don’t stop…” The moment he bites down on your flesh once more is the moment you feel your orgasm hitting you. Calling out his name, you’re shaken, and you feel yourself clenching violently around his length, and a moment later he sinks his nails into your sides, dragging them down your skin as he releases inside you. You breathe heavily as you rest in your positions, leaning against each other’s bodies for support, and then eventually you sit up, letting your fingertips trace imaginary lines from one mark on your chest to the other.
“Am I pretty like this?” you ask your boyfriend, and he nods, before diving in for some more kisses all over the area. This time he presses his lips against your skin softly, and eventually he adds,
“And you’re mine.”
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junhannies · 7 months
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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ dont let me lose you | choi taeyang
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pairing: choi taeyang × reader
genre: kinda friends to lovers w no obvious confessions, hurt/ comfort, fluff
warning: grammer
wc: 0,8k
summary: you and taeyang had a big fight, maybe the biggest one you two ever had. and now you are on your way to see him even though the horrible weather.
a/n: heyy!! so this is actually a part of a long fic i have been writing for a while. but i looove this episode so i thought to myself why not publish it here as well, enjoyy!!
⟡ fic starts under the cut!
it was raining like hell outside . and you were trying to get to theo’s house as soon as you could. you were already nearly completely wet and freezing.
you had problems with taeyang before. but they were all about meaningless little things. this one was actually different. you had both said stuff you knew you were gonna regret. and you wanted to talk it out with him. you knew you werent gonna stop overthinking this whole thing if you didnt handled it immediately. so here you were standing in front of theo and jiung’s house. you knocked the door and it was immediately opened by jiung who was shocked to see you standing there, completely drenched because of the weather.
“y/n are you crazy? what are you doing here? you are going to be sick” he yelled while he was literally dragging you inside.
“i had to see him jiung” you said.
“i know i know. lets get you changed up so you wont catch a cold” he said with a comforting smile.
“do you have spare clothes? or do you want me to give you-“
“oh i already have some, dont worry” you said while walking through the bathroom. you knew it was gonna rain like hell. but you came anyways.
“just let me change real quick then i will be talking to him”
he nodded while showing the bathroom with one hand. you quickly changed up. you were nervous as hell and even shocked that you werent shaking like crazy right now. you showed all your wet clothes in the bag then left the bathroom.
jiung was already waiting for you in the hallway. “are you feeling nervous?” he asked cutely.
“yeah. i dont even know what im gonna say. i just felt so bad that i took the first train here. i dont know what was i thinking to be honest.”
“you were scared of losing him y/n. thats okay. you need to calm down first. he’s very upset as well. he hasnt left his room since you two had a fight.”
you shook my head in response.
“his room is upstairs” he said. then showed you the way.
“good luck” he whispered. then went back downstairs.
you were so nervous that you were about to faint. you mumbled some shit to give you confidence. then you slowly opened the door and entered the room.
“go away jiung” theo said but it was more like a mumble. he was lying on the bed. you slowly walked over to him and sat on the bed. he probably though you were jiung since he even turned his head to look at you. so you laid down next to him.
“hey taeyang” you said softly. he was shocked to see it was not jiung but you.
“y/n what the hell are you doing here? its raining like crazy out there” he said worriedly while sitting up.
“i had to see you. so i took the first train here” you said. you could already feel your eyes tearing up. but since you didnt want him to see that, you turned your head.
“y/b please dont cry” he said while cupping your cheeks.
“im so sorry, i was acting like a total jerk” he said pullint you close to his chest.
“im sorry too theo. i was being a bitch anyways”
“no, please dont say that” he whined
“ i dont even know why i said that. i got so angry with myself afterwards. and now you are here. you came to see me in this shitty weather and i didnt even text you.”
you sobbed quietly while he was caressing your hair.
“please dont cry y/n. its okay. we are okay, right?”
you shook my head. and he pulled you closer to his chest. you stayed like that for a while.
“can we cuddle and sleep please” you asked.
“of course” he said. then fixed the pillows.
“i care about you too much to lose you in a stupid argument like this. im so sorry for upsetting you”
he then quickly hid his head in the stack of pillows and you laughed at the way he got shy.
“no need to get embarrassed theo” you said ruffling his hair.
“come here” he said pulling you into a tight hug. and you felt the safest you have felt in a while. he was soft and warm. and his arms wrapping you tightly made you believe he wasnt gonna leave you ever.
“taeyang?”
he hummed as a response.
“dont let me lose you, okay?”
“you dont have to worry about such thing” he kissed the top of your head.
“now lets sleep. shall we?”
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caramelizedn · 4 months
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soft kisses and fake tattoos
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choi taeyang x reader you and your boyfriend de-stress by covering each other in temporary tattoos and hanging out in your apartment's bathroom.
“which one, the peach bear or the flower bear?”
   you grinned at your boyfriend, holding up two fake tattoos while sitting on the cold tiling of your bathroom floor. his eyes alternated between both options, bringing a hand to his face in thought.    he looked utterly adorable in this moment. the pajamas he’s wearing are slightly oversized and the pout on his face makes him look all the more cuter.    “i’ll take the peach bear.” he decides, leaning head to the side as to give you access to his neck.
   “on your neck?” you smiled, standing up on your knees and moving between his sprawled out legs. you ran a finger along his collar bone, snickering at the way he shivered at the touch.    “quit it.” he whined, bringing his hands to your waist. you begrudgingly complied, applying the sheet to the left side of his neck, cupping his jaw with your free hand. he continued to keep you steady with his hold on your sides.
   once you deemed the sticker secure, you grabbed a wet washcloth you had prepared and pressed the folded fabric against your boyfriend's neck.    you blew a raspberry on the skin next to it, earning a chuckle from your boyfriend. you smiled against his skin as you made your way to his jaw, pressing gentle kisses along the way. you kept one hand on his jaw and the other on his neck, still holding the washcloth against his skin.
   “your hair tickles,” he laughs lightly, moving one of his hands to cup the back of your head carefully. finally, you gave him one last peck on the corner of his mouth, pulling away with a proud grin.    he stared at you intently for a moment, taking some time to just look into your eyes. playfully, you ogled back, struggling to hold back a smile. you were determined to win this random staring contest.    but with a sudden kiss on the lips, taeyang had successfully ruined your concentration and caused you to blink. the gesture left a sweet taste in your mouth, and a funny feeling in your stomach.
   you gawked at the interaction before bursting into fit of giggles, the giddy feeling of the moment never leaving your chest. taeyang followed suit, not being able to resist your infectious laughter.    it didn't help when you had finally noticed how deformed the bear tattoo looked on his neck, all of the movement having stretched and warped the image. the giggles continued, as you both failed to keep them in.
extra.
this process continued smoothly and your session filled with soft kisses and fake tattoos lasted for about 2 hours until you both were covered in temporary tattoos.
“FNC is gonna flip when they see these.” you joked, tracing the outline of each bear that was displayed all over your skin as taeyang plastered another one onto your back. you sat comfortably between his legs.
“even better.” he laughed lightly, leaving light pecks on your neck affectionately. subconsciously, you leaned into the contact. taeyang used one of his hands to grab your shoulder gently.
"stay still, okay?" he pressed a final kiss on your upper back, waiting a few seconds before removing the wet paper he had been holding flush to your skin.
“this one turned out perfect.” he smiled widely, leaning back to observe your entire back. the cute bear tattoos sticking out from underneath your tank top brought a smile to his face.
“just perfect.”
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ssseob · 2 years
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how p1h would show you love through all 5 love languages…
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keeho
- keeho is a very loving person, he lives giving love and receiving it (though, he enjoys the latter just a bit more.) its easy for keeho to be able to express his love in many ways, whether it be through words or actions.
words of affirmation; laying in bed cuddling after a long day and he praises you for your hard work, constantly letting you know he’s proud of you and your achievements, complimenting you as much as humanly possible, worlds best hypeman.
acts of service; letting you know that you can come to him when times get hard, reassures and gives you advice, if he wakes up before you he’ll tidy up your house, helping you cook, dries your hair when its wet, etc.
gifts; buying souvenirs on tours, giving you things from mv sets that he’s allowed to keep and giving them to you.
quality time; will invite you to watch them practice because just your presence makes him feel so much more comfortable, gets you to sit in the same room when he’s doing vlives, honestly just being in the same room as you can brighten keeho’s day.
physical touch; bear hugs, quick pecks, keeping his hands on his lap in case you want to hold them. wraps his arms around you any chance he gets, will probably cling onto you 24/7 in private.
theo
- so caring :( i feel like he would be best at showing his love through acts of service more than anything and struggle the most with expressing his love through words, not that he is unkind!!! he only finds it easier when teasing or poking fun at you is all.
words of affirmation; prefers teasing but will call you pretty almost everyday.
acts of service; probably does a lot of domestic acts of service, cooking you meals, leaves you notes of reminders to eat and take of yourself along with a note to have a good day, dries and brushes your hair, helps you get ready.
gifts; composes songs for you on his piano, sings for you, brings things home from mv sets to give to you.
quality time; just having you next to him, listening intently when you’re talking, cooking with you, cleaning with you, doing literally everything with you, always taking you out on dates when he’s free.
physical touch; letting you lean your head of his shoulder and vice versa, constantly wanting to hold your hand, tight hugs that last just a little longer than normal hugs.
jiung
- although jiung struggles a bit with physical touch, he still finds so many ways to let you know he loves you, even if sometimes they are a little annoying (teasing.) but don’t worry, i swear he does it because he is enamoured by you.
words of affirmation; complimenting you any chance he gets, reassuring and comforting you during hard times, gives you the cutest of nicknames :(
acts of service; helping you clean, making you a playlist, setting you as his lockscreen, owning matching jewelry, letting you do his hair, mirrors your body language.
gifts; will take polaroids of you and give them to you, gets matching jewelry for you and him :)
quality time; will literally invite you over just to listen to a song tgth, LOVES walking around places w youuuu, even if he struggles with physical affection he still loves having you around 24/7
physical affection: not a big fan but he still finds himself letting the hugs last a little longer just for you, loves it when you poke or squish his cheeks :], loves catching u by surprise with little pecks every now and then.
intak
- this boy is so loving :((( he loves to tease you, compliment you, hug you, be near you, he would do absolutely anything for you, he is so whipped.
words of affirmation; loves calling you cute, give you the cringiest nicknames ironically, loves going shopping w u so he can compliment how you look, he is always saying he’s proud of you AND HE MEANS IT, 2nd best hypeman.
acts of service; teaches you how to dance, tries to research or learn a little about the stuff you’re into just to impress you, picks up on how you talk or text and starts doing it (kinda unconsciously).
gifts; gives you his sunglasses, hoodies, honestly his closet is your closet. loves buying you little trinkets and such he sees, anything that reminds him of you he will probably get for you.
quality time; loves slow dancing w you, i feel like he’s clingy (in a good way), loves taking you out on dates, his personal favourite is when you guys go try out a new cafe.
physical affection; like i said, i feel like he’s clingy 😭, will be touching you almost all day whether he’s holding your hand, hugging you, giving you kisses all over your face, or having a hand touching your thigh, just as long as he knows you’re there, thats the greatest comfort to him.
soul
- easily one of the most lovable people youve ever met. loves expressing his love through physical touch and acts of service, he’s absolutely adorable.
words of affirmation; calls you silly nicknames, tells you how he thinks the world of you constantly, compliments you thru words in english that he learned thru keeho LOL.
acts of service; plays video games w you, teaches you the choreos to his songs, winning you plushies on arcade dates. matching rings, styles your hair, matching hair clips.
gifts; as i said, buys you matching jewelry, gives you his hoodies bc he likes how you you look in them, buys you and him little figurines from your favourite games and says they match.
quality time; is constantly next to you, takes you on dates to the arcade, listens intently when you talk, loves when you listen to him when he rambles about something he is passionate about.
physical affection; always touching you, leans on you, put his head on your shoulder, head pats from him, resting his chin on your head, you sitting in his lap watching him play a game on his phone, him grabbing your hands whenever they are free. hugging you from behind while walking around casually. soso clingy but in the cutest way possible.
jongseob
- so shy but when he gets comfortable around you he isn’t afraid to show you his love in every single way possible. i feel like the both of you would have to initiate the same amount as jongseob is still young and has little to no experience with relationships. he shows you his love mainly through words of affirmation and acts of service.
words of affirmation; if you’ve seen his weverse posts, you’ll know that he’s mature and knows to not take anything for granted. thats why when it comes to you, he never fails to make you feel so special with his kinda words and reassurance. he makes it known that he’s proud of you and how far you’ve come and how he sees you as the prettiest person in the world. there isn’t a day that he doesn’t forget to remind you of how much he loves you through his words.
acts of service; makes you a playlist, writes and produces songs about you, loves hearing you ramble about every detail of your day and rambling about his in return, giving his full attention to when you’re talking you even if he’s in the middle of writing a verse.
gifts; sharing his sweaters, bucket hats, and more. sending flowers or little notes when he cant be with you since he’s busy working. wearing the bracelets or scrunchies you gift him and almost never taking them off unless necessary (lets just say they’ve ended up in a few mvs)
quality time; though he likes to be alone and is independent, he is almost always willing to invite you to his studio when he’s working. he’s resorted to putting a comfy couch in there for the nights you don’t want to leave his side and fall asleep when he stays up late in there. ofc he will end up carrying u to bed w him :]
physical touch; piggy back-rides, him leaning onto you and you wrapping your arms around him, sitting on his lap while he’s at his computer producing a song, holding hands a lot in private.
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navi. main masterlist. p1h masterlist.
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hrts4kyo · 11 days
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2Nite — ♕
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♡︎ switch!theo x fem!reader
♡︎ genre: smut. strictly, mdni. (wc; 2,7k)
♡︎ sypnosis: you and your friends decided to go to the clubs to celebrate your birthday, and of course, your closest friend Theo had to be there as well. Despite you both denying the rumours of something going on between you two, everyone could see right through the clear facade. Maybe, there was something more. Something that was unspoken and hidden from everyone else.
♡︎ warnings: semi-publc (restrooms), fingering, manhandling, not an established relationship yet, praise + degration, slight exhibitionism, pet names (e.g baby, sweetheart), alcohol intake, oral (m receiving), handjob.
♡︎ song recs: 2nite - p1harmony + formula - labrinth. ✭
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You swung your bag over your shoulder, getting out of the taxi with a bright smile on your face. It was finally your birthday, the day you had been looking forward to for ages. You flattened your slim black dress before paying the cost of the taxi and shutting the door with a nod.
At last you headed towards the entrance of the club, taking your ID from the purse and showing it to the tout that stood tall infront of the entry. Once you got the pass, he clicked open the gate and signalled you to go in. You did so confidently, heading straight to the booth that you and your friends had rented for the night.
As you made your way through the loud crowds, you found yourself swaying along with the music.
Once you finally made it to your booth, you were greeted with a loud cheer from your favourite friends. All of them immediately errupted into a loud “Happy birthday” and you could not help but slightly get embarrassed, ducking your head in your hand and laughing quietly.
“Heyy y/n!! We were looking forward to you finally arriving, took you long enough” Keeho smiled, patting down on the seat next to him as you made your way to sit.
“Okay, I know I was late but I couldn’t help it, my uber was late as fuck” You sighed, placing your bag on the table.
“You’re always so stubborn, I told you I could’ve picked you up on the way here” Intak shook his head, smiling in a way of saying “I told you so”
“Oh please, with the way you drive, I’d rather be late. You drive like your in a formula car lets be so real right now”
And everyone nodded, agreeing with you.
“Anyways, It’s my birthday, drinks are on me so what are we getting?” You stood up, taking your wallet out so you could head to the bar to order drinks.
“Hey thats not fair, It’s your birthday, we should be the one getting you the drinks” Jiung added, putting his hand over your wallet.
“I agree” Jongseob added, tilting his head towards Jiung.
“Can all of you shut up for once, trust me I want to buy you all drinks, It’s my treat! I mean come on we’ve been friends for several years and none of you guys have let me buy drinks before” You slapped Jiungs hand off, chuckling as you told them all that it’s okay.
“Works for me, I’d love some tequila shots” Keeho shrugged.
“Ooh, Me too” Shota added, following Keeho like he always did.
“Okay fine, I’ll just have a beer then” Intak said.
“I’ll have a beer along with Intak” Jongseob added.
“Yeah beer sounds good” Jiung replied, content with the choice of drinks.
“What about you Tae?” You asked, trying to memorise all of the drinks that the boys had asked you for.
“I’m not too sure, can I come to the bar with you so I can check the menu?” Theo questioned.
“Of course, Tae”
And he got up along with you, both of you heading towards the bar, blending in with the large crowd.
As you dissapeared and left the boys’ line of vision, Keeho looked towards the others with a grin on his face.
“Is it just me who thinks there’s something goin’ on between them two?”
“Definitely not, yangie always acts different around her, its hilarious to see” Intak smiled as he leaned into the booth.
“Oh for sure, Whenever we go to the clubs without y/n he just gets a fireball. It’s his favourite drink. There is no way he actually didn’t know what he wanted today.” Jiung snickered.
The boys laughed loudly, seeing right through Theo.
. . . . . . .
You and Theo walked through the heavy crowds, music blasting out of the industrial speakers. Due to it being a Saturday, the entire venue was packed with people, several couples on the dance floor and other strangers just hanging with their friends.
At some point you felt like you had lost Theo, looking around you as you panicked. Finding him in the large mass of people would take ages, and you didn’t want to worry the other boys. So, you called his name out, trying to overpower the speakers, but of course, you were unsuccessful.
While your heartbeat quickened, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, then lower onto your hand. You looked behind you, locking eyes with him.
“Theo, for fucks sake you had me worrying” You cried out, relief washing over your entire body.
“Sorry sorry, some random girl grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her, told her I had a girlfriend and so she left me alone”
Your eyes widened.
“Since when did you have a girlfriend oh my god?” You laughed, genuinely shocked with him.
“I dont know, since now apparently. I just pointed to you and she let me go” Theo shrugged, a smirk plastering across his face.
He didn’t wait for your reaction, pulling you by your hand to the bar through the heated bodies on the dance floor. You still had not recovered from that small remark, feeling yourself blush as you patted your cheek to make sure you weren’t heating up. To your dissapointment, you were scorching, meaning you were one hundred percent blushing. Shit.
You both arrived at the bar before you had even realised, Theo letting go of your hand slowly as he sat down on one of the stools along with you. You looked at him, admiring his calm expression as he searched over the menu board that was placed on the wall.
You were broken out of your trance through a bartender, a small girl that had her hair in a sleek ponytail.
“Hi! what can I get for you and your partner today?” She grinned, pointing her hand towards Theo that looked at her with a twisted expression, stuck in between laughter and keeping his mouth closed.
“I-We aren’t partn-
“We’d like 2 tequila shots, 3 beers, and one fireball. What would you like baby?” Theo asked, looking towards you.
At this point you couldn’t shut your mouth, your jaw hanging low as your eyes were wide.
“Oh, um, I’d just like one white wine please” You responded, mind spinning and your stomach churning. What was with Theo today, and more importantly, what was with you today? Why were you feeling like this….towards your best friend?
“Easy, will get them now” The bartender responded, making her way to the large selection of drinks.
You and Taeyang nodded, waiting for her to leave before you both made eye contact.
“Mind explaining yourself?” You questioned, leaning into his ear to make sure he could hear you.
A smirk made its way onto his face, bringing his lips close to yours as he breathed down your neck and spoke in your ear.
“You think I couldn’t see how you blushed when I dragged you by your hand y/n? the club lights dont do you much justice, neither does your body warmth.”
You felt your whole world spin, your bones suddenly feeling weak.
Theo took his hand off the counter, slowly bringing it up your thigh as he played with the hem of your dress.
“This dress new?” Theo smiled, looking down at the silver accents that rimmed the corners of the dress elegantly.
“Nah, Just never wore it, It’s kind of uncomfortable” you muttered, your heart beating at an unsteady pace. Theos eyes dragged from your thighs, to your stomach, to your cleavege, than to your eyes. You could feel him pierce through your skin, his touches feeling heavy.
“Uncomfortable hm? Guessing you wouldn’t mind it being ruined then?” He began to trace circles in your inner thighs, causing you to tremble slightly, tensing your entire body up.
“No, I wouldn’t mind” You wanted to see how this played out.
“How about we forget the drinks and the other boys for a little then?” Theo stood up from his stool, extending his hand for you to grab.
without a second thought, you took his hand in yours, allowing him to lead you wherever he had in mind. You mindlessly went after him, watching the way his black locks brushed over his forehead underneath the orange and red lights.
Before you knew it, Theo had stopped in his tracks and pulled you into one of the bathrooms, his chest against yours. You looked up at him, admiring his gorgeous features.
“Mind if I—“
“Kiss me, Theo.”
And you were swept into a tender kiss, his lips crashing against yours. His teeth dragged across your lower lip, allowing his tongue to gain entrance and twist with yours in a heated dance. His hands made their way from your waist to your thighs, hoisting you up so you were pinned against the wall, his hardening bulge pressing against your clothed heat.
You felt arousal pool at your panties, the kiss fogging up your mind while he slightly rubbed against you. You moaned into his mouth, your dress riding up so your ass was nearly exposed. One of his hands gripped your ass harshly, causing him to groan while you broke the kiss to throw your head back from the sensation. His hand moved from your ass to your pussy, pressing right against your sensitive bud.
“Shit, Taeyang..Need more” You sighed contently, leaning your head against the graffitied wall of the restrooms.
“Whatever my princess needs”
And within seconds, his hand had moved your panties to the side, teasing your bare entrance with his long digits. Your breathing faltered as he slowly put you down, turning your back into his chest as your ass lined up with his hard cock. He pulled you infront of the full length mirror of the bathroom as one of his hands spread your legs apart and one hand found refuge on your neck.
Your dress was now pooled at your waist, your entire cunt dripping and bare infront of the mirror. The sight was exotic, a whimper escaping your lips as you watched the way Theo’s hands circled your cunt. You turned your head to the side, the sight becoming too much for you to handle. But, before you could fully look away, Theo scowled in your ear.
“Look at yourself through the mirror gorgeous. Don’t look away now…you’re practically dripping for me.” Theo scoffed underneath his breath, watching you through the mirror as well.
You looked at yourself, and finally, Theo pushed one of his digits into your cunt, a moan escaping your lips at the coldness of his finger. He slowly took it out as he plunged it back in roughly, your eyes shutting in pure ecstacy.
Suddenly, you felt another finger probe at your entrance, your hole aching as it slid its way into you. Theo’s free hand slightly tightened around your neck, resulting in your mind fogging up and a loud moan making its way out of your lips.
As his fingers made its way in and out of your bruised cunt, you felt yourself get closer and closer to the edge. His fingers pressed against your gummy walls so sweetly that you couldn’t help but clench around them. Within just a few moments, you were coming undone around his hand, your juices leaking down your thigh and onto Taeyangs palm.
“There we go, thats my pretty girl” Theo whispered in your ear, plunging his fingers in and out of you softly as he pushed your cum back into your swollen pussy.
Theo twisted you back around so you were facing him, checking up on you as he brushed your stray pieces of hair back.
“Are you okay sweetheart?” Theo looked down at you with concern, his hands brushing over your red face and checking your pulse on your neck.
You smiled, a small giggle escaping your lips as you watched the way Theo began to worry at how silent you had become.
“That felt fucking amazing Taeyangie” You put your hand atop of his, sighing into his touch.
“Fuck you had me so worried” Theo exhaled.
You looked down at his pants, his bulge still erect. You could feel your mouth watering as you imagined taking his length in your mouth. You looked back up at him, wanting him to enjoy this night just as much as you.
Your hand brushed over his dick and pressed it slightly, causing him to wince and suck in a deep breath through his teeth.
“I can help you with this, Can’t I baby?” You smiled, pushing Theo into one of the stalls and pressing his chest down so he sits on one of the closed toilet seats. You kicked the door shut, locking it quickly before settling between his legs.
“Fuck you look so hot right now y/n” Theo responded, his voice raspy.
Your confidence was at its peak, your hands making their way to his belt, unbuckling it in a hurry. You took his jeans down along with his boxers, His dick snapping against his toned abs. His flared mushroom head was practially leaking with pre-cum, begging for release.
And so, you wrapped your hand around the base of his dick, Theo groaning at the slightest touch.
You swatched your thumb over the head, gathering some of the slick and dragging it along his length. You began to twist your hand around his throbbing cock, Causing Theo to mutter unrecognisible words.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, feels so good”
As you felt Theo twitch in his seat, you could see from his expression that he was close. His brows furrowed together and mouth wide open. You took your hand off his dick, a dissapointed growl escaping his plush lips. Before he could complain, you kissed his tip, your warm mouth taking him in.
Theo arched his back, taking one of his hands off the seat and grabbing a fistful of your hair. You slowly took him in your mouth, your eyes watering around his girthy and long length. He was undeniably big, maybe the biggest you’d ever seen, and so you took as much as you could in your mouth and brung one of your hands back to cover the remaining length.
Theo was practically hyperventilating, his breath ragged while his chest heaved up and down in a rush. He was close to cumming, his hand that was located in your mouth guiding you to speed up. You gagged around his harsh length, turning him on more.
“‘m gonna cum, fuck, where do you want me” Theo asked, looking down at your teary eyes.
You held onto his thigh, signalling that you want him to say in your mouth. And with one last thrust into your mouth, Theo painted your throat white, his thick white spurts of cum spilling in you. You swallowed every last drop before kissing his tip and allowing him to pull out.
“Shit…That was so sexy y/n, god I love you so much” Theo said, standing up from the seat and pulling his boxers and pants back on as he buckled his belt with shakey hands. You kissed him on the lips before smiling.
“I love you too, my boy”
“Im all yours y/n.”
You held onto his hand as you quickly dragged him out of the toilets, both of you becoming a laughing mess as you made your way back to the booth. It hadn’t been that long right?
You both were met with an empty space, a note placed on the table.
Theo picked it up, wrapping one of his arms around your waist as he read it out loud.
“You guys were super loud in the bathrooms by the way, anyways — congratulations guys, we had all the drinks you both ordered sooo. . . ya’ll missed out on drinks! we’re all at my house now, come over but make sure you both are clean, don’t want cum on my couches <3
— Love, Keeho (aka cupid duh)
You both erupted into laughter, hugging each other closely before walking out of the clubs, calling a taxi. There was still a whole night ahead of you two.
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modanisgf · 2 months
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P1HARMONY MASTERLIST
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“I SEE U, MY BABY, OH THAT’S TRUE, 넌 매일매일!”
KEEHO
nothing here.. come back later!
JIUNG
nothing here.. come back later!
JONGSEOB
nothing here.. come back later!
INTAK
nothing here.. come back later!
SOUL
nothing here.. come back later!
THEO
stupid in love , oneshot (coming soon)
OT6
love maze , headcanons (coming soon)
— how you and piwon started dating.
WANT TO GO BACK? HERE..
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sminiac · 2 months
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hey! It's 🪱
How vocal are p1h in bed??:)
Warnings — Smut focused, MDNI.
Hi honey! Since Keeho’s noisy in general (lol) he keeps a steady pour of expletives between his moans and sharp intakes of air that prevent any lack of oxygen getting to his brain that might happen if he didn’t make the conscious effort to do so. Defaults to a series of “Fuck you feel so good baby.” And “G’na fuck you full.” When his brain starts to fail him on assembling any significant or weighty thing to say.
He’s more of a moaner, has a pitchy voice so it’s only natural he falls under a more whinier category opposed to rough grunts and growls, if you like someone who unintentionally makes slutty whimper sounds he’s your guy! A lot of the time he does it because he eventually picks up on the affect it has on you, doesn’t necessarily realize what letting out a dramatic sultry sound when you’re barely ghosting at his cock really does though, until you’re making the sounds authentic.
⋆ C. Taeyang
Also one that’s loud outside of bed = loud in bed, but! He makes you really work for it. Theo doesn’t let himself meltdown under your touch so easily, surprisingly he has really good self discipline, so a good duration of time spent is with you coaxing him into finding his voice, reminding him that it’s okay while he’s rapidly shaking his head, teeth sunken tightly into his lip to withhold the ample collection of indirect praise and expressions of his pleasure from your ears.
Controversial opinion, but he’s a sobber. Sobbing, tears, it’s always a mix- like rain and snow, except it can never just be one or the other. Even if it’s not a punishment, in your most genuine of actions that you want to give him a handjob, sensitive thing, he just can’t handle it! Constantly begging, pawing at your sleeves with big glossy clumps of tears in his eyes and down his skin while your slick hand works his cock, what he’s asking you for? You have no idea, and you’re starting to think he never will either. He’s just always wanting something, even as simple as your eyes on his face, he just weeps and cries about how impossibly good you make him feel, and it’s a frequent problem because he’s a little too loud for his own good.
⋆ C. Jiung
He’s arguably the quietest amongst the 4 so it’s such a treat when he’s nuzzling himself close to your ear, allowing you to hear the faint whimpers and soft groans in the back of his throat, they aren’t over excessive, or exaggerated for the sake of your pleasure, he merely allows himself to relax significantly more and to get lost in the feeling of your cunt welcoming him in so warmly. He’s quite literally only for you to hear, won’t even allow himself to reach a volume where he’s at risk of being heard by anyone else, lets you know you’re the first and probably the last to ever hear him like this. He’s just so lovey, gate-keeps himself for you :b
Jiung’s more of a talker, but even then small in scale of noise level. He’s incredibly good with breathing control so a moan or two doesn’t really have time to mistakingly slip through, if he’s not making subconscious sounds then he’s telling you, and his explanations can get very descriptive sometimes, to a point where you think you’d rather hear him talk for the rest of your life about how good you feel, how pretty you are instead of a loud obnoxious cry and whatnot. Once you hear him huffing out a breathy “Fuck.” You know he’s close to sinking away from the physical hold of his skin and to a blissful level that he’s never even caught a glimpse of without you, the way his hips piston forward with a new profound energy that lacks direction speaks to you that he’s so hellbent on catching a lick of his orgasm. Stupid and so pretty, almost drooling out a weak chant of “Good, good! s’fucking good sweetheart.” He just babbles and babbles.
⋆ H. Intak
The hardest to place into a category and keep him there. A complete wildcard, one day you’re getting more deep chest produced sounds that are coupled with mean words and a rough hand, the next he’s moaning with a slight rasp to his tone, so gentle and keen on taking care of you- or a thorough mix of both. He’s very multifaceted when in bed, I think this pertains to more than just how loud he can be, always suggesting new things to try, which bleeds into his dialogue and arsenal of established noises. Unlike Jiung, he isn’t very deliberate about his delivery in letting you hear his voice, he just lets whatever it is go that he feels barreling its way through the back of his throat.
He’s a healthy mix of quiet and loud, always has a good few surprises for you whenever he’s fucking into you or allowing you to use him without any rules or restrictions. When you’re using him for your own needs he’s very softly spoken whilst praising you, telling you how good you’re doing, that he wants to watch you fuck yourself into cumming all over him. When he’s the one who has the ‘upper hand’ only very few words are said besides degrading and insulting you for letting him fuck you like this, letting him move you in whichever position he wants, obeying his every request, then he’s more of a groaner, even laughs at you.
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ship-graveyard · 24 days
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P1Harmony MTL - Fashion 💅
- mtl to let you pick out their outfit for a day -
🫧 - most to least | 🌙 - gn!reader | 💞 - ot6
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Most Likely
Keeho:
♡ - when you suggest it he’s absolutely thrilled
♡ - bonus points if you let him pick out your outfit in return
♡ - has some uhhhhhhh unusual clothes sometimes but they make him happy and he has the confidence to pull off literally anything (and if you make fun of him for the slightly uglier things he owns he’ll just just laugh and threaten to make you wear them instead)
♡ - he’s so passionate about his personal image and he’ll use the chance to boost your own style and confidence because he loves you and needs you to see how stunning and creative you are
♡ - MODELS the outfit for you afterwards (he’s already thinking up new ideas for next time too)
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Intak:
♡ - thinks it’s a cute idea (and also would do ANYTHING for you)
♡ - gives you a full tour of his closet complete with stories about where he got each item before you even start
♡ - enjoys fashion but doesn’t always have the energy to put together a solid outfit, so he really appreciates this
♡ - is 100% down to wear something from your closet if you lend it to him. doesn’t matter how different in style or size it is, he just loves the idea of having a constant reminder of you (and if it’s different enough from his usual outfits for people to ask about it, he’d love the excuse to talk about you lol)
♡ - likely to drape something random of his over your head/shoulders and watch you with puppy eyes until you agree to wear it in return (also bonus points if your outfits match even a little bit)
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Jongseob:
♡ - unbothered king. finds the suggestion strange at first but it grows on him
♡ - as long as you understand his comfort level and give him ultimate veto power to say no to anything at any time, have at it. he trusts you
♡ - once he relaxes a bit he’ll be suggesting and trying on really ugly combinations just for the fun of it and you’ll both be giggly messes
♡ - gets especially excited for accessory recommendations and tries to steal some of your keychains and cute trinkets in return for lending you a few of his
♡ - posts an ootd if he really likes what you picked for him bc he likes seeing reminders of you when he looks in the mirror, and he can save that feeling forever in pictures
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Theo:
♡ - a bit particular about his outfits, so he wouldn’t outright refuse, but he would complain at first about how he doesn’t really see the point
♡ - UNTIL he realizes that your plan includes accessorizing and then he’s all in
♡ - jewelry, makeup, nail polish, and literally anything else you bring along will have him preening. he will sit so still while you work
♡ - his favorite part would be letting you style his hair though. it’s mostly just an excuse to get you to play with his hair, but he keeps suggesting new and complex hairstyles for you to try (even if you can’t figure them out, spending time with you like this makes everything worth it for him)
♡ - very likely to lend you stuff from his own closet casually, so he wouldn’t be too reciprocal but only bc your outfits are already somewhat influenced by him
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Jiung:
♡ - would find it a very sweet suggestion, but is ultimately very reluctant to actually go through with it
♡ - he’d be more interested in dressing you up, but if you agree to give him some say in the final result (and ask nicely), he’ll cave
♡ - he would probably love handmade or customized clothing, so if you do any kind of fabric art (sewing, crochet, knitting, embroidery, etc) or personalization (patches, paint, studs) he’d be more than happy to showcase any of your work
♡ - he’s dressing you up in return (probably in his clothes bc he’s so proud to have you and just a liiiiiiittle bit possessive)
♡ - will model the outfit for you and then get overwhelmingly embarrassed about it (and oh noooo he’ll only feel better if you do a little spin and model yours too)
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Soul:
♡ - he’d agree and follow through with it, but his heart just wouldn’t be in it
♡ - if you find an interesting color or pattern combination, he’ll consider it, but he just doesn’t really see the appeal of putting a ton of time into outfits when his comfortable clothes serve him just fine
♡ - instead of having a special occasion for it, he prefers to have little reminders of you regularly worked into his outfit/personal items
♡ - would definitely end up stealing your clothes over time (especially clothes he can just relax in). he feels comfortable with you and your style of clothes, no matter what that is, bc they remind him of you
♡ - HOWEVER. he would be the best person to cosplay or go out in costumes with bc he can get very invested in characters and ideas
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RINGING YOUR LINE  (CTY)
ex-turned-bf!taeyang x gn!reader 
SYNOPSIS: The breakup was almost a year ago, but he still can’t forget you. It’s very much expressed through the song he produces and posted out of impulse, secretly hoping that you’ll listen to it. 
WORD COUNT: 3K.
WARNINGS: hinting that the reader is a cold person (even though they’re not), one cuss word. In the song, the artist uses the she/her pronouns but the reader’s gender is never specified. Not much tbh but it can be a bit emotionally draining. Mentioning Shota as the MVP friend (thx q 💪🏻). 
INSPIRED BY: LESSON (โค้ชลงเล่น) BY YUNGTARR.
A/N: well…. I’m not so proud of writing these short stories instead of working on the ones for my series but my brain is not working. Also I deeply apologize if the translated lyrics are not correct. I use google translate for it. 
reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated!
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 In the dimming room of a small studio room, there sits Taeyang, whose headphone is glued to his ears while his eyes cannot tear itself away from a folder that has only one song in there. 
 He is hesitating, rather more anxious than anything combined as he clicks on google, then looks at the opening tab, displaying his YouTube channel with over 360K subscribers on the site of YouTube studio. 
 He knows it’ll be a bad idea, a terrible idea even. His mind screams at him to not do it, but the need of expressing his honest feelings is eating him up. 
 Normally, when his friends ask him how he has been doing, he’ll simply answer with the usual ‘I’m fine.’ but he knows he’s far from being okay. The breakup with you has been hard, even though it was a mutual agreement that you guys are better off not being partners and parted ways on neutral terms that is. Everyday since then, he feels like he doesn’t want to live anymore because he regrets that decision so much. 
 He should’ve stopped you. 
 Just like how he should’ve stopped himself from uploading the new song onto the YouTube channel where you can obviously see that. Heck, he thinks you’d think he’s weird for still being unable to get over you. 
 But too late for that as the new video ‘THEO - Ringin’ Ur Line (Official Audio)’ being posted and he just sighs in defeat, realizing that he makes such a fool of himself with the way he didn’t think of making the video unlisted or even private before it uploads onto the account. 
 And at the same time, you’re mindlessly scrolling through some apps when you see a notification from the channel called ‘THEO’ uploading a new song pops up on the screen. As much as you pretend not to care, you click onto it, ready to get your heartbroken, knowing that he most likely will never mention or even talk about you in his songs. 
 Who would get over someone who makes music and especially a catchy one anyway? 
 But what surprises you is the fact that he makes the song and sings with his own voice in this one, mainly because he’s a music producer. Although his appearance screams very ‘celebrity-like’ due to how good looking he is, he claims that he just wants to lead a normal life with no pressure that comes between his personal life and professional life. He chooses to work behind the spotlight and produces some of the greatest hits for well-known names in the industry. Never once does he put his own personal works out like this. 
 So what changes? 
 You sit up to hear the lyrics and observe the song more carefully. 
และสุดท้ายรักมันคืออะไร baby เธอตอบฉัน
And finally, what is love? Baby, you answer me.
 You scoff at the thought of him having someone new he might be possibly singing about. Clearly, he wouldn’t really sing about you, would he?
บทเรียนสุดท้ายและครั้งที่สองเธอไม่พลาดพลั้ง
The last and second lesson, she didn't fail.
 You wonder what he could possibly refer to. What does he mean with this exactly? Love lesson that gives him the kind of pain that is unforgettable? 
 It’s your cue to go because it’s not even about you. 
 You feel pathetic for ever assuming that it was about you, the person he sang about. You feel foolish and you’re mad at yourself for that. The cold wind doesn’t help much with warming your body either. 
 Somehow, you continue to listen because of the charming lyrics and melodies. 
เธอตั้งใจทำอย่างนั้น
She did that on purpose.
เธอตั้งใจให้ผมเจ็บ
She intended to hurt me.
 You wonder which girl really hurt him and how she managed to do so. Deep down, you wish to have the same effect that whoever did to him in this song. 
 You sigh as you continue listening. 
baby เธอเองก็รู้ว่าใจดวงนี้มันสามารถซ้ำ
baby, you know that this heart can repeat itself.
เธอหยุดได้มั้ย baby ถือว่าผมขอร้อง 
Can you stop, baby? Consider that I'm begging you.
 Taeyang looks at the time on his phone and realizes something, he’ll forever sit alone and let you slip away from his life for good if he didn’t do something tonight. 
 He needs you in his life. He needs your love. He doesn’t want to continue to imagine the way you could only say those ‘i love you's' that his brain could only replay of the way you said it so much in the past that it deeply engraved in his mind like a clockwork. 
 He doesn’t want his heart trembling at the way you look so beautiful in the well kept polaroid of you two in his wallet anymore. He is done with torturing and lying to himself. 
 Grabbing his car keys, he impatiently waits for the engine to start working and looks around for the blind spots to make sure that the parking spot is empty before driving away. 
pretend ว่าตัวผม strong
Pretend that I'm strong
ในสิ่งที่ทุกๆวันขณะในใจผมเจ็บขนาดนั้น 
For something that every day in my heart hurts that much
 He stops at a flower shop, owned by one of his good friends, Shota. Shota has a talent in rearranging flowers, although he wouldn’t need to utter a word for the customers to roll in because he’s adorable. Taeyang remembers that his first flower ever given to you was from Shota’s flower shop and now that he wants to reconcile you both, he figures that he should do that too. 
 He pants, upon the hurried travel to his friend’s store. Shota eyes him blankly, but continues to say nothing, waiting for the other person to speak first. 
“I need a flower that says forever love. Not roses, obviously.” 
“Was that for Y/N?” He questions, although he already knows the answer. 
“How do you know that?” 
“You can pretend that you’re fine and be strong for our sake, although you’re not really. You still think of them.” 
 Was the pain so obvious that even Shota, who normally just doesn’t comment and not caring about things most of the time can see? 
 He really realizes that you’re his better half. 
 And as for you, you find yourself relating to the lyrics he sings in this song. You truly dislike how reflective it is to your state of mind because you’ve been pretending you’re strong and you’re not hurting everyday. 
 Both of yours and his heart are aching for one another, wanting to belong as one again. 
แค่เห็นที่ต้องเจ็บซ้ำ
Just seeing it hurts again.
เป็นเธอไม่มีสายใยแม้ไม่มีเธอเองก็ไม่ต่างกัน
It's you, there's no connection, even without you, it's no different.
 There’s something you can never admit to your friend or anybody else. You’re ashamed to still confess out loud that you’re thinking of your ex boyfriend and that you read both of your text messages with each other.
 You can’t understand it. Why can’t you get him out of your mind if he’s not exactly the most ideal man there is? 
 You sigh, it’s truly unpleasant to be having these late night thoughts where it betrays what you stand for. 
 Similarly to Taeyang, who also does look at the text messages you both shared, but with a different thought. 
 He used to take you for granted, but with you gone, he realizes that he had a gem but he was too blind by his own insecurities. 
 And if there’s no you, then nothing will make sense to him anymore. 
“Hyung, your flower is ready.” Shota places the flower on the table, in front of where Taeyang keeps zoning out. The producer grabs the flower, amazed that the younger florist chooses pink asters, knowing that it represents eternal love, innocence and devotion for a person you deeply care about. He then stands up, slams the 10$ and 20$ on the table and screams out before exiting the shop. 
“I know you’re gonna charge me 25$ but just accept 30$. Keep the change.” 
 Shota just shakes his head, sighing before going back to work. 
I think about everyday, baby we used to talk.
Now you run away.
But baby I'm still walk.
 Driving as fast as he can, he makes it his mission to place his vehicle in a place he knows it all too well. Nighttime has never looked more unexpected and almost scary to him because he can’t predict what is going to happen next. He can only hope that the music he mistakenly and might be posted under the influence of his idiocy conveys what he truly feels about the seperation. 
 Just only a month and 19 more days until it’ll be marked since a year you both break up. But yet in those days before it approaches, you occupy his thoughts every day and night. 
 Frankly, you’re the first and last thing he thinks of every single day. 
 He’s thanking the universe that he didn’t just crash and die right here with the way he’s speeding to you. 
คิดถึงแต่โทรหาไม่ได้
I miss you but can't call.
อยากจะเรียกเธอมาช่วยเชียร์แต่ว่ามันทำไม่ได้
I want to call her to cheer me up but I can't.
 Whenever he’s having a hard time, he wants to call you. But he can’t. 
 Whenever he’s happy, he can’t also call you. 
 And whenever he thinks of you, he can’t do that because you guys are not together anymore. 
 He wants to hear your voice, soothing his worries or cracking some jokes and laughing out so delightfully. 
 This trip to your house might be the last time he’ll get to see you. Or his wants will finally be granted. 
Baby เธอตั้งใจ broke heart
Baby, you accidentally broke my heart.
 You’re supposed to hate him, with the way he sings in this song. This line, a particular line, just like he said, it accidentally breaks your heart into pieces too. 
 You’re gritting your teeth in anger, were you never that important to him? 
 Had he never loved you enough that his heart could possibly break at the thought of you, of this too? 
 Were you the only one feeling this way? 
 You feel really start to resent him. God, what a fucking scumbag. 
 The love has never been reciprocated, so why can’t you let the thought of him completely slip out of your mind? 
ย้ายความเจ็บปวดเข้าไปที่ broke heart 
Move the pain into a broken heart
 It’s only around 10 minutes, if without speeding up, until he’ll be at your door, making a fool of himself, without knowing if you still want him back. He doesn’t know if you’re seeing someone new. Because if you do, that flower in the passenger seat that he is meaning to give it to you will be left to rot, as a proof of his undying love. 
 He doesn’t think that he can ever move past the pain of not having you if the rejection comes through. 
I'm still ทิ้งลงถังมันไม่ได้ baby
I'm still can't throw it in the bin, baby. 
ทำลงไม่ได้ baby
Can't do it, baby. 
Standing in front of the trash bin, you’re facing the most difficult of your life; whether to throw or not to throw every polaroid of you both together. 
 The song keeps playing, you’re holding 6 polaroids of you and him, which are taken on his birthday. There was a whip cream on his nose that he didn’t bother to wipe before taking the photos because he wanted to look cute and have fun, which you let him. It’s one of the fondest memories, out of every celebration you both had done together and you’re about to throw it away. 
 But your hand freezes, gripping onto those small pieces of pictures a bit too tightly. 
 And what happens if you throw it away? Would it only exist in your memories now with no physical evidence? Is that what you’re looking for? 
 And would you be happy to only have events that exist in your heart now? 
 What good would it do if you do anyway? You’d still continue to see the ghost of him everywhere you turn. 
 You can’t throw it away, you really can’t. 
มันตัดใจไม่ได้ baby
I can't get over it, baby. 
 He can’t get over your smile, your voice, your personality, humor or you. 
 He almost feels sorry for himself that he acts like this, let alone letting you know how he feels. 
 It’s what he thinks as his car has come to a stop, safely parking itself in an open space era. He then opens the car door, holding the flower bouquet to his chest before closing it and locking the car door. 
 Something in your mind tells you to stop standing still and keep the polaroids hidden away if you’re not gonna throw it, burn it or even destroy it. 
 So you listen to your guts as you gently tuck your upper lips, anxious and confused on why did you back out on it last minute. 
 You know the answer way too well to that question. But you didn’t want to accept it. 
เพราะผมรักจะตาย baby
Because I love you to death, baby.
“Ding!” 
 Your doorbell rings, startles you out of your trance when you’re so busy putting the polaroids back into a hidden box. 
 You’re confused on who would come to your door this late at night. It’s almost midnight, just only roughly 19 minutes to be exact as you look at the time displayed on the digital clock. 
 A gut feeling tells you that you might need to open the door as it’ll reveal the answer to everything you’ve been hoping for. 
 You’ll regret it if you don’t. 
 Most importantly, you’re hoping it’s him who is behind that door, ringing your doorbell, asking you to be back in his life. But you shake your head at the ridiculousness before you stand up, taking slow steps to get to the door. Your palm grips tightly onto that doorknob, not knowing if you want to do so. 
และสุดท้ายรักมันคืออะไร baby เธอตอบฉัน
And finally, what is love? Baby, you answer me.
 Is the last phrase you hear before your phone dies. You sigh as you twist the doorknob and you’re met with the man you thought you’d never get to meet again. 
 Choi Taeyang standing in front of you. With a bouquet of pink asters in his hands. 
 He wears a white sweater for tonight, a casual look but it makes him look almost breathtaking because he is simply the most beautiful guy you’ve ever known. He looks anxious, not knowing what to say at first as he hands you the asters and you gladly accept it. 
“Did you hear my new song?” 
 The question catches you off guard. Because what game does he want to play now? 
“I do.” You nod, face lack of any expression, opposite to the male in front of you who looks unsure and almost on the verge of tears. You can sense the anxiousness radiating off him but you choose not to ask about it. 
“Well- what do you think about it?” He looks at you, hoping you’d respond to it differently than you do now, because it’ll kill him if you continue to be standoffish like that. 
“It’s nice.” 
“The song… it’s about you.” He confesses, observing the way your eyebrows quirk in confusion and the gleam in your eyes that plead him to almost repeat whatever he just said. 
“Ever since we broke up, it’s never been easy on me. I want to call you so bad but I know you wouldn’t pick up those calls. Every day that I live, the memories of us haunt me so bad, it’s like you intended to hurt me and to make sure that I’ll never get over you. It’s lame that I can’t move on and I’m still in love with you. And now, here, making a fool of myself, asking you to be mine again.” 
 You stare at him, a bit dumbfounded and losing yourself in the moment that all of this happens in real time and it’s not your imagination anymore. You let each of the phrases that escape his lips sink into your mind and process itself into your brain as you can only admire him, no words being exchanged. 
 Taeyang is scared, preparing for your rejection already as you go absolutely silent. He could die right now, if not for the fact that he hasn’t heard the final word that determines whether he’ll continue to live in misery or start a new chapter with absolute happiness. 
“Y/N, please say something. If you’re gonna reject me, please do it fast!” 
“Idiot, I never stopped loving you.” Your face breaks into the biggest grin he has ever seen and every tension and worry just completely escapes from his body. 
 He takes a step forward to hug you, losing himself in your embrace. He misses your love, your warmth. His home, his livelihood all just connects back to you as he feels like the happiest man in the world. 
“Thank god because I thought I’ll live with regret for my entire life.” He mumbles, feeling so content by the physical contact for the first time in months. You try to gently peel yourself off from him, he pouts at you sadly, pleading to be in your embrace for a little longer but before allowing that to continue happening, you scold him. 
“Get off of me! What kind of house owner would I be if I let my guest stand outside for this long.” 
 He smiles, showing off the adorable eye smile that you love so much. 
“Is that your way of inviting me inside?” 
He teases you back, taking off his shoes as he observes you and every corner of your living space, happy to have you back in his life again. 
“Oh shut up before I kick you out.” You give him a stern stare, with your now boyfriend trailing behind you to chill in the living room. He only grins at you teasingly before responding back. 
“Fine.” 
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taengkitty · 2 months
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choi taeyang as your boyfriend headcannons
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- the first kiss you’re both incredibly nervous. shy smiles at each other after a date, not wanting the night to end. fiddling with eachothers hands. speaking in soft tones. taeyang would ask for permission to kiss you, somewhat scared of rejection, until you quickly agree. the slow lean in. how his hand would carefully hold your face. instantly melting into eachother when your lips meet. shy giggles in between short pecks after the initial shock wears off.
- the type to always be singing to you, whether it’s just out of habit or to calm you down.
- would learn your favorite songs on guitar or piano and play them for you as a surprise.
- facetimes while he’s away during tour, even if timezones don’t match up. he will happily be on a call with you while you’re sleeping.
- really clingy. loves holding you all the time. kisses you whenever. not necessarily big into pda because he doesn’t like attracting too much attention, but will do it when he feels suits the moment.
- matching outfits / fits that compliment each other. you’re either wearing colors that go together, or even wearing the same articles of clothing. nothing TOO matchy though, just enough to be cute and coupley.
- being each others photographers. taking candids all the time. taeyang would so have multiple photos of you in his lockscreen rotation.
- would send you a picture of an elsa doll next to your favorite disney princess, followed by “us”.
- movie/show marathons!! getting takeout and cuddling while watching your new favorite movie or show. if you haven’t seen already, he would make you watch attack on titan with him, but he gets too excited and is overexplaining it which is always endearing. and while watching harry potter, you get to see him grow to love and hate different characters and plot points.
- with his long hair, he loves when you play with it. even just twirling through it with your fingers. taeyang especially loves when you give him different hair styles; buns, pigtails, braids, etc.
- taeyang’s the type of boyfriend to send you texts saying “dont wait up for me, ill be out late” during his busy schedules. when he comes home to see you sleeping, he would smile and softly kiss your cheek/forehead/head/nose, whispering sweet words like “sleep well, my pretty angel”
- you would have a great relationship with his mother. the fact the he facetimes/calls her every day, you would always at least pop your head in to say hi to her. or even to the point of stealing taeyangs’ phone away because you and her are so deep in conversation. she would seriously love you like her own and always be calling you ‘daughter-in-law’.
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The tale of the young man whose voice was as beautiful as the moonlight, but whose voice could also kill.
➳ Characters: siren!Theo x princess!reader/you
➳ Genre: siren!au, curse!au, kingdom!au, fantasy, romance, angst
➳ Words: 4.4k
➳ Warning: mentions of blood, Theo killing people because he's a siren, major character death
➳ A/N: This story is part of my '5 words, 5 stories' series for which I wrote 5 totally different stories with 5 different band members featuring the same 5 words "I'm sorry, I love you". If you're interested in the other stories, check out this link! Otherwise, they can totally be read on their own. Dedicated to @dat-town ❤️
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Once upon a time, there was a boy named Taeyang. Taeyang was living with his parents beside the sea, his father a fishman, his mother a cook. Taeyang often accompanied his father to catch fish, assisting whenever he could, but it was rare that he went out fishing on his own. However, once, his father got sick, so Taeyang went out in his place because the family relied heavily on the man’s work.
It was odd being on his own, and he wondered whether there would be a thunderstorm that day. Storms were unexpectedly harsh and common these past few weeks, hence fishing was more difficult than usually. On the other hand, his father couldn’t afford to go fishing further away because they were occupied by other fishermen, they had their own territory, but where they lived was untouched.
Taeyang had heard some kids talk behind his back whenever he walked home from the market, they whispered about odd instances of people going missing after being at the shore and men jumping to their death from the rocks surrounding the water. No wonder no one dared to come close, and his father could use it to his advantage. His father didn’t believe in these tales though, he said they were mere rumours, and that this place was definitely not cursed.
The boy believed him, and he wanted to believe him even though messy grey clouds were already gathering above his head, the first warning of a soon-to-arrive storm. Taeyang let out a sigh, then got started on it. He did how his father had taught him, but he struggled so much with a catch, he wondered if he should keep pulling the tackle, but then he remembered his mother’s hopeless eyes when his father had come down with a fever, and he kept pulling and pulling… Until he pulled a beautiful female body out of the water.
The tackle got stuck in her blouse, and blood oozed out from her side - where the boy had possibly managed to strike her. Taeyang could barely believe what he saw, he was merely gaping at the sight and trying to pacify the crazy beating of his heart. This couldn’t be real. Why was she in the water? Taeyang should have seen if anyone had been around because he had been there for more than an hour. She had to swim super fast to get to the shore from afar if he hadn’t managed to see her before. Or…
“You…” The woman mumbled, and despite her being pulled out from water, her clothes were actually untouched as if she had merely been walking on the shore, not swimming in the water. How could this be? His eyes might have been playing tricks on him since that was simply not possible. She should have been soaking wet. Instead, her hair was shining, surrounding her heart-shaped face like a halo. She was beautiful, too beautiful, as if she had not been from this world.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Taeyang justified, but he felt like his explanation was of no use. She was a full grown woman and he was just a mere kid.
“You stupid fisherboy, you brought this upon yourself,” the woman warned him, but before he could ask what she meant, she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and sunk her teeth into his wrists.
Taeyang didn’t feel anything at first. To be precise, what he felt wasn’t a bite. He felt as if a strong current was pulling him under, as if he was drowning, as if he was trying to reach the surface to breathe, but as soon as she pulled away, his breathing became ragged, his lungs were on fire, and all he could think about was jumping into the water to cool himself down. Maybe if he just went in there, if he was surrounded by the waves, it would be alright…
“Stupid humans and their greed…” Taeyang heard the woman say even though it seemed like she was far, far away from him. He felt lightheaded, legs wobbly, and his vision becoming blurry. Colourful dots danced in his vision, and the scenery around him became like a carousel from which he couldn’t get off.
“Now you can ponder over your mistake forever. You and your family should have just left this part of the sea behind a long time ago,” she continued furiously, but as the boy’s eyes zoomed in on her, he caught sight of fangs, and now he wasn’t sure what was going on. Was he dreaming? It felt so real though…
Then, his vision slowly lost colour, and he found himself falling to the ground, his human body not being able to bear the bite of the siren.
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Taeyang thought of that incident as an odd one after all, and even though he was scolded by his parents for not catching anything that night, he insisted that he had been attacked, but the bite mark from the female didn’t show on his skin. Instead, a line was inked into his skin, and he couldn’t get it off no matter how much he tried to wash it off. It was a simple line, curving at the bottom. It was a drop of water, or a teardrop, depending on how you looked at it.
He didn’t give it too much thought, but whenever the boy wanted to walk to the market as he usually did in place of his parents, he couldn’t. He collapsed on the way or his feet didn’t move further, or he went there, but came back sick to the stomach. And it happened more and more often, so his parents kept him at home. After that, Taeyang spent a lot of time making drawings of the sea or helping out his mother in the kitchen or helping his father de-bone the fish. He made himself busy despite not leaving the house.
But then one day, he started singing out of boredom, and it changed everything. He wasn’t one to usually sing, but he felt this inner need in him to do so, and his parents also complimented his beautiful voice, so he continued on. He sang and sang, and he saw this adoring glint in his parents’ eyes as if they had been totally mesmerised by his voice, and that just made little Taeyang even happier. So he continued on, but soon enough, the glint in his parents’ eyes disappeared, and he saw horror in their orbs before they fell to the ground, their bodies numb.
Little Taeyang didn’t know it at the time, but as he grew older, he realised that the rumours were true and this shore was actually cursed. People went missing and men jumped to their death because this part of the sea was full of sirens. He met the beautiful woman whom he had injured later on, and she let him know that with her bite, he had become one of them. He couldn’t be away from water for long - a day at max -, his singing killed people even if his beauty was unmatched. Not to mention that he was now immortal, so the words of the woman - you can ponder over your mistake forever - made more sense.
“So you cursed me?” He inquired, still innocent, still just a child, barely 10.
“I didn’t curse you, boy. You did this to yourself. Your family didn’t listen to the warnings of the sea,” she explained eerily, and the boy had a feeling he knew what she meant. The constant storms, the sickness of his father, the fish being poisoned in the water… “I could have killed you, you know. Instead, I granted you immortality. You should be thankful. When you reach the age of 20, you will stay young forever,” she vocalised, her tone almost mischievous, and for a moment, Taeyang believed that what she was saying was of good intentions.
But then she smirked and her fangs showed, and he ran back to the house, scared of her, scared of the sea, and most important of all, scared of himself.
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Taeyang had to realise that she was right. Afterwards, his sense of time was never the same. Whether days passed or decades, he couldn’t tell. His only thirst was for the sea and for singing, and since he had this gawking inner desire to always stay close to the water, he couldn’t even think of ending the curse by going far away, by purposefully keeping himself off, by purposefully ending his life. The thought had crossed his mind, multiple times actually. The thought always hit him after singing people to death, after not being able to say no to his other desire: singing.
The truth is, despite the folktales of sirens being only females and kissing men to death, sirens could be males and females, and they didn’t kill with a kiss, they killed with their voice. Whether it was a male or a female, someone young or old, if he had the urge, he would have to sing sooner or later. He didn’t do it on purpose to kill people, but sometimes he couldn’t avoid it. When he saw the same terror in his victims’ eyes that he had seen in his own parents’, he thought of dying, but he couldn’t do so. He couldn’t get away from the water because his siren needs were greater than his human emotions.
Consequently, Taeyang knew better than to form bonds with people. Even if he managed to save a child from drowning or get something out of the water for an elderly lady, he couldn’t allow himself to get attached. If someone was immortal, getting attached would make their endless lives even more miserable. And so he didn’t.
Not until you.
He knew who you were even before you said so yourself. The truth is, he still went into the town to mingle with people just for the sake of it, he still ate food humans made just because he could do so, not because he was hungry for it, and he was still up-to-date with the important people in the seaside kingdom just because it entertained him (partly when it was about the ruckus they caused) and it helped his forever ongoing thoughts settle a bit. It also made him feel like he was one of them: one of the mortals.
“Why don’t you care who I am?”
Your question made sense. To you, Taeyang seemed like a mere boy - probably living by the seaside - in his loose cotton pants and loose shirt, unafraid of sitting by the edge of the cliff, looking over at the crystal clear water beneath his feet as if it had been the most fascinating sight ever known to mankind. You couldn’t have known just who he was or what he was, and the fact that he had lived through hundreds of years already, so he couldn’t care whether he spoke to royalty or common people.
“Because I’ve seen too much to care,” he justified, and it was true, he had seen too much. Nonetheless, you might have thought of a very different reasoning behind his words.
“Well, you are the first person to say that,” you mumbled, looking down at your intertwined hands. “You can guess why I am here, but why are you here?” You inquired with a raised eyebrow after a heartbeat of silence as you turned your gaze towards him.
Taeyang could indeed guess: you were there to get away from your responsibilities, to escape being a princess for some time before you would have to go back to the palace, go back to your supposedly perfect and supposedly loving family and fake smiles all the time.
“This is where I feel the most at home,” he admitted bitterly. No matter how much he loathed the sea, he still felt like it was where he belonged. He knew very well that it was because of his siren self, but it was true nevertheless.
“I wish I could feel the same.”
“Why don’t you try? You can jump into the water and see for yourself,” he suggested casually, and the reaction he received was truly amusing. Your eyes widened to double their size, your mouth was agape for a few seconds before you exclaimed in a high-pitched voice:
“Are you crazy? This dress cost a fortune,” you said as you pointed at your midnight blue dress that probably had more layers than the shades of the water underneath the cliff.
“You’ll never know if you don’t try,” Taeyang mentioned nonchalantly. He knew that to an extent he was a hypocrite because he didn’t try out a lot of things because he couldn’t do so anymore, but it should have been an encouragement. Or some sort of it.
You didn’t say anything at that time, but even that flash of bravery in your pitch-black eyes and hint of hesitation in your sweet voice were indicators that one day, you might be able to try it out, to break free.
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Taeyang was surprised that you kept coming back time after time. Sometimes you came during daylight, but mostly during nighttime, having escaped from the palace for the night because the young guards who were there (Keeho and Intak) both let you because you were on good terms with them. The siren found it pretty amusing that a princess could sneak out at nights because she was getting on well with the guards, but well, maybe it was some sweet compensation for you with your difficult life and all of your daunting duties.
And you did try to jump into the water, and since Taeyang was here, nothing could happen to you. Humans didn’t see sirens when they were in the water, so you couldn’t see any sirens even if they might have been around, and since you were just swimming in that lagoon he liked frequenting, there was only a small chance that any siren would come around. What you had to be most afraid of was Taeyang himself, but he avoided this particular lagoon and this part of the seaside when he felt the urge to sing (and ultimately kill with that). He had to be cautious, and he knew that he would have felt ashamed to be around you after having just killed someone, so he went swimming somewhere else.
Nevertheless, most of the time nothing happened, and you probably thought that he was just a young man from around here who liked the sea and this particular lagoon, and who always seemed to be in a combination of a loose (sometimes low-cut) shirt and loose pants. Truthfully, he couldn’t be bothered to dress in a different way even if his clothes were untouched when in the water. At least it was an advantage of being a siren.
Most of the time nothing happened, and you two could just be there, laughing about stories you told or talking about something deep as you particularly liked pondering about existential questions, and you weren’t afraid to speak your mind either.
“You know, it does feel a little bit like a home now,” you admitted once, and Taeyang did feel a sense of pride swell in his chest. A princess who didn’t feel herself at home anywhere started feeling like at home around his home?
“Oh, really?” He quirked an eyebrow, a smile playing along the curves of his lips. He leaned forward as if teasing, as if testing if you were honest or just joking, but you didn’t take it lightly. You kept looking at him, looking into his deep, dark eyes, and Taeyang felt something in him twist as you gazed at him. He was convinced that he could only feel the urge for two things: to be near the sea and to let his voice out to sing, to kill people because he recharged his energy for his siren self from these activities.
On the other hand, now, looking at your wet hair sticking to your skin, your dress tight on your body because you had just come out of the water, your eyes shining like a child’s when watching something marvellous, Taeyang had the urge to do something else, something more humane.
“Really.” You bobbed your head, your smile still not fading. He couldn’t tell whether you didn’t feel the same way or you didn’t mind the close proximity, but Taeyang assumed that you were unbothered unlike him. At least, until you didn’t lean closer as well. “But it’s because you’re here. It feels like home because you’re here.”
It only took a few seconds before the fire was ignited in his heart, and he leaned forward to close the distance between you just when you did so, thus you met in the middle. The kiss tasted of salty seawater, words that died on the tip of his tongue, burning touches of each other’s tongue, and vulnerable, momentary sparkles of hope. Ever since becoming a siren, this was the moment he felt the most humane, and the desire he felt then couldn’t be compared to the desire to sing or to swim. It was something more, it was something completely different.
And it was over before he could realise, and you leaned back, biting on your lip like a nervous little girl having stolen something. Then, you looked up at him, and he looked back at you, and when you sat closer to snuggle up to his chest, it felt like the most natural thing to do. So he let you, and you kept talking until your mouth ran dry, and one thing really stuck with him.
“And you know, you’re pretty wise for your age,” you said jokingly, and even though Taeyang knew that it wasn’t completely true, he also knew that you made him think differently of his immortal life.
“Well, it does seem like in all this eternity of a life, you bring in something you. As if life slowed down a bit when you’re here,” he confessed truthfully, and when you looked up at him, he could see just how touched you were. You thanked him with a kiss instead of words, and Taeyang felt like he couldn’t get enough, enough of you.
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He knew that he was playing a dangerous game - not just because of what he was, but because of who you were. You two were like the sun and the moon, you should have never overlapped each other’s territory, if you did, it should have been for the briefest of moments, but now, Taeyang didn’t know just when the fall would come. Despite how others described love, he didn’t feel like falling with you, he felt like flying with you - weightless, hovering somewhere in between reality and dreams and looking at the world around you from afar. As if you two were just two birds crossing the sky, and all the problems of the big bad world around you were minuscule.
Since he felt like this, he had a feeling that a fall would come - not even a fall, a crash. Falls were inevitable due to strong winds and external factors, but a crash was what was most painful and unexpected. You were a princess after all and he was a siren, you were mortal and he was immortal, you should have probably married someone of your rank and he should have never fallen in love with a human, but still… It felt so right being with you, it felt so humane, and no matter how much he would like to deny it, he missed this humane side of his. The heart palpitations whenever you were too close to him to let the opportunity go, the burning sensation that you left on his skin whenever you let go of him after holding his hand for sometime, the thrilled shivers going down his spine whenever he caught sight of you walking towards the lagoon, and that deep, deep feeling in his heart that you were there, with him, for him, and you cared.
And Taeyang, oh how much he thought that he was being careful, but maybe he was blinded by all those sun-tainted kisses, all the salty water flavours of you, all the shades your eyes took on whenever you were swimming in the sea under the midnight moonlight, all the layers you could show him affection and all the colours you brought into his life. And he be damned for not telling you about what he was sooner…
Because when you were sitting on the rocks together, your head resting in the crook of his neck, fingers intertwined in his lap, watched by the eerie moonlight, Taeyang could feel his siren self reaching into him, and slowly - like a tremor - spreading through his body. He wanted to quiet it down, he wanted to numb it, but it just kept coming on stronger and stronger, the waves pulling him under. It always started slow, but would come on soon, and he knew he needed to act fast.
“I… I have to go…” He said hastily, letting go of your hand, trying to push himself off the ground when you reached after his arm, looking up at him with wide, worried eyes. His heart broke at the sight, but he had to go against what his heart wished for, what your heart wished for.
“Where are you going? What’s wrong?”
“You don’t understand. I can’t be around you. You should go,” he insisted, and damn you, why did you have such a strong grip? Why couldn’t you let him go?
“Then make me understand, Taeyang. You can’t just leave like…” You left the sentence hanging in the air as the boy yanked your hand away. He knew that the sea wasn’t far away, but his siren self was resurfacing soon, and he didn’t know if he had enough time, especially with you still in his footsteps.
“Run, please, go… I don’t want to hurt you,” he pleaded as he gave you one last glance before jumping from the rock to another, feet moving as fast as he could. He didn’t even look where he was going or if you were still there, he just concentrated on getting to the edge of the cliff, so he could jump from it. With him in the water, you wouldn’t hear him sing, and that’s exactly what he wanted.
But he faltered and fell, his feet slipping between two rocks, and he yelped - what exactly he shouldn’t have because you turned back hearing his cry and asked if he was okay. You shouldn’t have… you should have gone further, and he should have already been in the water, but there he was, face bruised from falling onto the uneven rocks, ankle hurting where it came in contact with the cold hard surface, and he felt it coming, he felt it nearing… It was too late, he was too late…
He gathered all the strength he had left though, and pushed himself off the ground, but his siren self was stronger, and with you getting closer to him again, he couldn’t keep it in. He opened his mouth and started singing. Afterwards, it was like a battle between his human and siren selves, the song a plea, a cry, a warning, but all he could see was wonder in your eyes - the same kind of wonder he had seen in his parents’ eyes before he had killed them.
He just kept on going, but his human self was strong and wanted to leave, wanted to escape, his feet moving on their own, but you were already under his spell, and soon enough, your eyes widened, awe replaced by terror, and soon, your body bent like a flower in the wind, and you feel to the rocks. His human side knew he couldn’t do anything more for you, but he still jumped towards you to be able to catch you in time.
When he did so, he laid you in his lap, and despite the previous times he held you like this, he felt no warmth, no thrill now. Your body was fragile, it seemed weightless - given up on fighting the power his voice held. His voice that called your name sweetly, teasingly, lovingly so many times… now it was turning you sick, turning you…
When the song came to an end, your lips curled upwards for the briefest moment as you whispered:
“I knew it. You have the most beautiful voice, my siren,” you half-said, half-coughed through your last breaths, and Taeyang held you tighter as if it could avoid or prolong the moment he had to let go of your body that had started to go cold. Why did he have to have such a special ability if he couldn’t save anyone, let alone the one who saved him? Why did he have to bear the weight of his loved ones falling to their death because of him? Was it really his sin to carry?
“I’m sorry…” He cried out, his voice raspy and pleading and bleeding. Nothing like the beautiful singer, he felt like his voice was the ugliest now, the rawest, the most sorrowful as the words rolled off his tongue. “I love you,” he confessed through tears, and your eyelashes flattered as if you had heard him, but then, you closed your eyes for one last time.
All the colours of his surroundings, all the light from the moonlight, all the beckoning whispers from the sea seemed to fade away, seemed to numb into darkness. There was nothing else, just the last image of your loving eyes burned into his brain, the last warmth coming from your body as you still held onto him despite the song of death reaching your ears, and despite the fact that he had all the time in the world, an eternity left of his damn immortal life, it felt like nothing, it felt useless without you in it.
The world seemed soundless for the first time.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading the fic despite its tragic ending! I can't say that I didn't feel bad for killing off a character, but I feel like such an AU called for such an ending (but I know I've also written a siren AU before where they lived happily ever after...).
Anyways, the Harmony: All In concept photos definitely did inspire me to write a siren!Theo fic (hence the header), though I have to admit this was supposed to be a Golcha Y fic at first. Nevertheless, I think the whole plot fits Theo more, so I hope you don't mind that I've changed it from a Golcha fic to a P1Harmony one.
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Hope you have a lovely day/night! Take care! ❤️
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