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taesancore · 9 days

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midnight cafe

sungho x f!reader

⭑.ᐟ synopsis: in which sungho can’t seem to stop thinking about the girl from the cafe, and y/n can’t seem to avoid park sungho as much as she tries.

⭑.ᐟ genre: slowburn, s2f2l

wc: 7098

⭑.ᐟ warnings: painfully awkward fl, sungho and y/n being down bADDD, sexually explicit content (warnings will be given before delving into the scenes, involves alcohol and drunk leads, lots of inner monologues because they’re hUge overthinkers, mentions of death in a joking manner, lmk if i should add more!

⭑.ᐟ smut warnings: soft!dom sungho, dirty talking with degradation, dacryphilia, choking, praising, rough!dom sungho, degradation kink, uses of the names princess, doll, fucktoy and slut, slight dumbification.

the dim yellow lights of the cafe illuminated the sleeping girl’s face as music continued to play from a single earpod he picked up.

oh she listens to junny sunbae nice taste, park sungho thought to himself as he mindlessly slipped the airpod into his ear. The hybe cafe was still open during the late midnight hour, no doubt to provide caffeine to sleep-ridden producers and composers like taesan (and sungho for today).

he glanced at the girl- had he met her before?! his foggy brain failed in helping him place a name to her familiar face, a rather cute face with hair strands falling on her cheek that was squished on the cafe’s bar table-

geez. his current train of thoughts were proof that he was in serious need of some sleep. sungho shook his head fervently as he removed the airpod, the voice of taeyeon fading away. from his peripheral he saw the girl stir slightly. he hastily finished his cup and got up, only for his chair to move with a screech.

“fucking hell” he muttered but it was too late, as the sleeping girl suddenly jumped awake.

sungho saw the world in slow motion at that moment, her half lidded eyes slowly widened as the stool she was sitting on toppled dangerously due to her movement. perhaps it was the caffeine that made him think he was in a k-drama of some sort, because he sprang forward with an arm swiftly pulling her into him to avoid a fall, only for the chair to wobble and land back into its place. a beat of silence ensued before-

“is this real” she mumbled, softly patting her hands that were on sungho’s chest as if looking for proof that it was.

oh, he wished it wasn’t. he was sure she could feel his heart skyrocketing due to their current position. k-drama moment as if, sungho cursed himself and his brain because he was sure he looked terrified right now, very unlike a k-drama actor in a k-drama moment.

“uh” he managed an intelligent response, trying to look anywhere but at her or her brown eyes that were transfixed on him.

another beat of silence.

“oh fuck it’s real”

the words hadn’t even fully left her mouth as she pushed him off and bowed profusely, her flushed cheeks mirroring his own. sungho barely had time to process or bow back before she sped away in the blink of an eye.

what just

he blinked, gaping in the direction where she fled. his heart was still doing jumping jacks, was this the result of barely interacting with the female species? yeah, it was probably that.

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“did you lose an airpod?” taesan questioned his bandmate who was supposed to bring a black coffee but instead returned with a dazed look and a single airpod.

fuck. sungho wasn’t going to get sleep tonight and it certainly wasn’t because of the caffeine.

𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃

y/n on the other hand slammed the door to her studio shut with a bang, sinking down to the floor as she tried to control her rapid breathing.

there’s no way that just happened, no.

“i’m so fucked” she blurted to nobody. of course she was, why, oh why did fate throw her into the arms of park sungho like a damsel in distress?

best first impression ever, he’s probably gonna think you’re an obsessed fan or a creep or-

she stormed towards her desk and grabbed the signed album taesan gave her and shoved it in the depths of her closet. there. now there was no evidence that she was- no might be a fan.

all she needed to do now was avoid park sungho until eternity.

I will not see park sungho. I will not speak to park sungho. If I see park sungho I shall pretend i didn’t see him. If he sees me i shall pretend nothing happened. If he speaks-

y/n’s inner monologue was cut short as her phone rang, newjeans manager’s name displaying across the screen.

“five more minutes I’m almost there” the young producer cried and she stumbled around for her shoes. she barely put them on as she opened her door…only to reveal the boy from her inner monologue.

life truly loved her.

sungho wasn’t a stalker. hell he didn’t even recognise her last night until he remembered that she was one of the producers for newjeans whom taesan had exchanged tips with. and he truly didn’t know that her studio was right next to taesan’s, which made him wonder how he’d never met her before.

and now she was about to step out of her studio and he, happened to walk by her studio…which unfortunately made him look…pretty much like a stalker.

y/n let out an undignified squeak, gripping the door knob for her dear life. the tip of sungho’s ears were bright red as he appeared to be struggling to find the right words.

we really need to stop ending up in situations with awkward silences she thought.

“last night you-“

“i- forgot my socks” the fully dressed girl announced to nobody, her cheeks dusted light pink and she slammed the door shut.

“-left your airpod..” sungho mumbled, reaching out to the device in his pocket.

“man she was definitely creeped out” he cursed himself, silently walking away towards the elevator.

yet a part of him found her round cheeks and wide eyes filled with surprise adorable. but he would never admit it to himself, not yet.

𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃

“girl you are wasted” the barista and y/n’s close friend sori snorted at the girl who was currently banging her head on the table.

“why me…do the gods hate me? whyyyy” y/n drunkenly wailed at an annoyed sori, who shooed away a pair of flailing arms. whatever happened with sungho when she had taken a day off must’ve been haunting the producer because she had entered the cafe with three bottles of soju, determined to get blackout drunk and erase some memories.

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“hyung where are you going?” woonhak cornered the oldest member as he failed in sneaking out of their practice room.

“coffee…i need coffee” sungho mumbled, itching to visit the hybe cafe for some reason, hoping he could get a glimpse of a pair of drowsy brown eyes today too (although he would never admit that to himself).

y/n lost track of how long she had been sitting in the cafe now, slowly downing all three of the green bottles until she was certain that she was hallucinating through her fuzzy vision.

“oh! park yeppi!!” she exclaimed loudly, pointing at the bemused figure approaching her. park sungho was left gaping at her for the second time, his neck flushing a bright red as she giggled. damn you myung jaehyun.

“how do you know-“

“shhhhhhhh”

all words flew out of his mind when she raised a single finger to his lips and stepped forward, brows furrowed and glassy eyes staring into his.

hell. her eyes were prettier up close and her-

“you…really are fucking handsome” she said seriously and burst into another fit of giggles as she stepped away from him, eyes full of mirth.

the audacity. how dare she send him into a frenzy and waltz away?

it took a minute for sungho to realise that she quoted his words from one of their youtube videos— was she a fan? he furiously shook his head, trying to regain his composure as he slowly walked towards a now cheery y/n…who was singing out the queen of tears ost. he chuckled softly, sitting next to her as she beamed back at him.

“you know, you’ve been on my mind allll day” sungho choked on air as he stared at her wide eyed. the girl only giggled again as she booped his nose, swaying on her seat as she continued

“i’m really not a fan sungho- can i call you sungho? i didn’t mean to— hic creep you out. i’m sorry” she finished with a sloppy bow.

sungho was pretty sure his heart died a little on the inside at the sight of her pink cheeks and sad smile.

“n-no it’s me who should apologise, i must’ve creeped you out today morning too” he laughed nervously. y/n continued staring at him, making him shuffle in his seat. his nerves only increased when she moved her chair closer to his and placed her hands on his cheeks, tilting his face as if inspecting it for something. oh god. he was sure she wanted to bless him with a heart attack tonight.

“wh-what is it-“

“you’re…so yeppi”

sungho sputtered out a little laugh, his mind blanking for the millionth time within the past few minutes as she sent him a grin full of childlike happiness.

y/n l/n, she was going to be the death of him.

𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃

y/n felt like death. she was also ready to welcome death with open arms after what happened last night as she grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled it, screaming silently.

why. just why did she land herself in these situations. memories of last night came flooding back to her as she curled her toes with shame.

“nO you’re yeppi not sungho”

“not this again”

“WHEEEEEE i’m a bird”

“sungho what if we were all chickens”

“i think i’m gonna puke—“

“oH MY GOD okay uh please try to—“

“jUST KIDDING”

“…”

“i swear to god you’re like a baby”

“why are you blushing? ooh you want me so bad”

“wHAT NO—“

“you’re prettier when you blush park yeppi”

“i— you’re way too bold when drunk—”

“AAAAAAAA i don’t want to sleeeeep”

“SHUT UP” y/n yelled out, covering her ears.

the sky outside was a bright blue with the summer sun shining proudly. the weather would’ve normally inspired her to come up with some cheery tunes and alleviate her mood. however all she could think about right now were more methods on how to avoid park sungho although a voice in her head kept telling her to meet and thank him for bringing her back to the studio and buying hangover medicine for her.

(she’d be lying if she said her heart didn’t jump a little at the note he left behind along with his number, to text him if she was feeling sick).

her phone chimed at that moment, bringing her out of her disarraying thoughts.

han taesan (boynextdoor): hey y/n can we meet at my studio today evening?

han taesan (boynextdoor): we have a comeback next month and i was hoping to get some tips from your side regarding the recording i sent last week.

looks like fate wanted her to suffer more than just a little.

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“of course i know her, she’s one of the best producers in hybe” taesan replied, confused at sungho’s sudden question about y/n l/n’s identity. “why do you ask though hyung?”

“it’s just that…i saw her yesterday”

in reality, sungho was very curious about her after last night. he smiled to himself, recollecting her drunken antics and attempts to flirt with him. god she was an adorable drunk.

“oh you’re studio is next door? you really are boy next door!” she slurred as sungho laughed out, tightening his arm around her shoulder while she fumbled for her studio keys. throughout the night she had almost fallen thrice if not for his hold on her wobbly figure. and not once did she fail to surprise him again and again with her drunken humour and words.

“are you sure you’ll be okay?” he asked her worriedly, causing her to turn around and beam. “is park sungho worried about me?” she teased, jabbing him in the ribs. “don’t worry” she continued, sparing him the embarrassment of replying with a possibly poor excuse. “i’ve dealt with this before, have a good niiiiight” she finished, sending a lazy smile to sungho.

“…will be coming in a few minutes, hyung do you have the lyrics we wrote for today?” taesan’s voice brought him back to the present.

“wait, who’s coming?”

“y/n. we’re gonna review my recording and the lyrics together”

it took every ounce of y/n’s self control in holding her back from bolting out of taesan’s studio.

from the past one hour she had struggled to concentrate due to the mere presence of park sungho, not to mention how he constantly threw not-so-subtle glances at her and every once in a while when their eyes met, he would send a coy grin at her way.

sungho on the other hand was enjoying the way y/n’s cheeks heated up every time she caught him staring, which only made him want to continue looking because shit she just so darn cute with her flushed little cheeks and round eyes. was it weird that he found her this endearing already? he barely knew her at all but his yearning to get to know her kept increasing every time he saw her.

at one point taesan excused himself for a call, leaving sungho and y/n alone in the studio. the silence was deafeningly loud before sungho finally broke the ice.

“about yesterday—”

“why what happened yesterday?” y/n replied a little too quickly.

keep going y/n. fake it till you make it. you’ve got this.

sungho stared at her.

“you don’t remember it?”

“remember what?”

“that’s strange…you really don’t-“

“i really don’t remember last night”

“i never mentioned it was last night”

y/n stilled. sungho stared at her before he broke into laughter. she shut her eyes tightly as the familiar warm sensation enveloped her face again. oh she was so done for now, why did she keep making a fool of herself in front of him??

“ah you’re cute” he giggled as he calmed down, causing her to redden even more.

“you’re teasing me on purpose at this point” she retorted weakly, hiding her face in her hands. sungho continued to chuckle as he slowly reached out to her, gently peeling her hands from her face to reveal her defeated eyes and flushed cheeks. god she looked even more adorable right now.

“please forget what happened yesterday, i’m begging you” she let out weakly, staring at him in the eyes. his eyes softened as he stepped back.

“yesterday? i don’t know what you’re talking about” he said, blinking innocently. y/n sent him a grateful tilt of the lip as he smiled back, the atmosphere much more calmer now. she could make out that he was saying something but her mind focused on him and him only because god he looked so alluring right now with his neatly styled hair and bright smile.

“…but honestly you were pretty funny, it took my mind off the practice and hectic schedules…”

boy he was rambling. sungho couldn’t help it, he was drawn by her smile, a more tamer one compared to the giddy ones she threw at him yesterday. little did he know that y/n was barely paying any attention to his words, the girl was still busy admiring the way his dark hair framed his slender eyes, and his—

“…you seem really fun to be around, we should hang out sometime—“

“huh??”

real smooth y/n.

sungho’s eyes widened. fuck, he should’ve held back on that one. now she definitely thinks i’m insane—

“n-no! i mean yes we should! ugh i’m sorry i’m always a mess around you” y/n rushed out, muttering the last part lowly to herself. unbeknownst to her the boy’s heart skipped a beat. atleast he wasn’t the only one nervous.

“if it helps…i get pretty nervous around you too” sungho said slowly as she looked up at him, surprised.

this time the silence flew out of the air within seconds as they burst into giggles at their corny confessions. “we’re so weird” y/n let out with a chuckle as sungho calmed down. “but you know, i’ll have trouble forgetting yesterday” he said lightly with a pause. “you’re quite cute when drunk” he added cheekily as she let out an incredulous noise.

since when was he this bold?

“oh come onn you said you’d forget it!” she laughed playfully, trying to ignore the warmth growing inside her.

she was so not going to get out of this one alive.

it had been a week since y/n had started visiting taesan’s studio regularly to help with boynextdoor’s comeback and she had gotten used to being around sungho without looking like a walking talking tomato all the time.

the boy was quite amicable to be around and was a huge danger sign for y/n’s heart because of his natural charms and flirty dialogues he threw out of nowhere.

sungho too discovered that the producer was quite the extrovert and was absolutely smitten by her little laughs at his silly jokes (he had to thank riwoo for those).

despite their growing relationship (as friends, strictly friends in y/n’s words), they still never asked eachother to hangout apart from work hours. which is why sungho found himself in a dilemma in his dorm as he stared at his phone.

💬:hey y/n should we hang out toda—

nope.

💬:let’s hangout today?

too nonchalant, nope.

💬:how does a hangout today soun|

god, he was using the word hangout too much.

💬:how does a date today sound?

should he…call it a date?

sungho blinked, conflicted by the idea.

“did you see my blue socks anywhere?” myung jaehyun burst into his room, startling the boy as his phone fell to the ground. “no!” sungho yelled as he pulled it back up, only to see—

💬: how does a date today evening sound?

(read)

sungho stood up, horrified. behind him jaehyun peeked in as he gasped “aYOO that was smooth as f-“

he gulped as the older member shot a death glare at his direction. safe to say that he scurried away faster than a mouse as sungho ran behind him.

y/n: let’s meet in the hybe cafe at 9?

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the cafe was empty except for two employees engaged in a deep conversation about their stocks and sori, who was getting ready to leave.

“you better tell me everything tomorrow” she gushed, excited for y/n’s first date as the other girl smiled nervously. when y/n read sungho’s text her eyeballs almost fell out of her sockets. a date?? with her?? her mind spun with all sorts of thoughts as she tried to regain her flow of thought. at last she somehow managed to bring herself to the cafe, spilling the details to sori in a daze as the older girl squealed for her.

as much as she was giddy inside for the date with sungho, y/n’s mind kept going back to the unlucky event she went through today, which ruined her mood for the entire day. she pushed these thoughts aside as she saw sungho enter the cafe—

she felt her breath hitch. he looked effortlessly handsome in a blue button down and jeans, hair falling across his forehead and above his eyes. how could someone be this handsome without even trying at all?

“sorry for keeping you waiting” he said as he settled down opposite her. “oh and i wanted to let you know” he added as he blushed nervously. “i must’ve scared you a little when i called it a date…i wanted to hangout but then i somehow ended up typing in date and it somehow got sent and yeah..”

sungho didn’t know why he was explaining himself, it wasn’t like he did something blasphemous. however he failed to notice y/n’s expression deflated a little at this mention before she quickly plastered a smile back on.

“oh that’s totally fine, should we begin?”

two hours later, the two of them were slightly tipsy as they continued to talk about themselves and their day. “you know, i had such a shitty day today, but i felt so relieved when you messaged me about the date” y/n confessed, staring sadly into her wine glass. “what happened today?” sungho softly asked, resisting the urge to grab her hand and squeeze it in reassurance.

“i got accused of stealing lyrics” she said bitterly, downing the rest of her wine. “what? i’m im gonna deal with these people right now, you could never do something like that!” sungho cried indignantly, bringing a small smile on the girl’s face. “exactly…i detest plagiarism but it saddened me you to hear that” she signed.

“i’m sorry that happened to you” sungho said sincerely, placing his hand on hers. she placed her palm on his, chuckling at the size difference. they sat there basking in the comfortable silence as the cafe speakers played out a familiar song.

“oh i love this song, sungho let’s dance!” y/n rose excitedly, pulling him up by his hand. “but wait- i don’t know how to” she pouted adorably, gazing at him.

fuck. sungho wanted to pull her into a kiss then and there, she had no idea what she did to him did she? ignoring the butterflies in his stomach, he pulled her into a simple waltz, trying to match her movement to his.

Love, Maybe by Kim Sejeong continued in the background as he twirled her around with a laugh, sending her into a bout of giggles. y/n spun back into his arms, hands resting around his neck and she smiled into his eyes. they were full of warmth as he gently squeezed the skin of her waist, where his hands were placed.

her eyes drifted to his lips, those lips which she had come so close to on that day when he caught her. she yearned to inch closer, she craved the feeling of those lips on hers.

were these thoughts a confirmation of the feelings she never voiced out?

she brought her head down to his chest, resting it there as they continued to sway gently to the melody. he brought a hand to her back, as he wrapped it firmly around her.

“this certainly looks like love” sungho hummed lowly, voice reverberating against her ear.

“really?” she slurred, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. unknowingly, she missed the little nod of his head from above her as he gazed softly at her tiny figure resting against him.

two drunken minds led to two unspoken confessions that night at the cafe as they found themselves silently giving into their feelings.

it didn’t take long for the other boynextdoor members to realise that their hyung was acting a little…off. it started with sungho breaking into tiny smiles during their dinners which had them exchanged perplexed looks, followed by him creating endless spotify playlists until 3am.

(he almost made one on their official account but was fortunately brought back to his senses thanks to riwoo).

taesan had an inkling about what made his member this way as y/n would strangely zone out too during their sessions, lips quirking into a secret little smile when she thought nobody was watching.

“oh he’s down bad” jaehyun snorted. “it was obvious that something was up when he used to continuously tag along to the studio” taesan grinned, watching the two work on the lyrics, their shoulders glued together.

y/n was in deep. it was no use denying her growing feelings for sungho and the same could be said for him. he was indeed down bad for the producer as he found her running through his mind almost every minute.

it was a clear skied monday evening when sungho had the shock of his life, a piece of info that sent his soul into emergency mode as he stood up in distress.

“its y/n’s birthday?!” he exclaimed loudly, staring accusingly at taesan who casually mentioned that she hadn’t come to the studio today for that reason.

“how’d you not know that, aren’t you two super close?” taesan asked confusedly. “no…we never talked about this before…it’s too late to even bring her something now isn’t it” sungho clawed at his cheeks, looking at the clock that displayed 6:30pm.

“actually no, she’s probably at her studio or in the hybe food court with sori noona” taesan calmly replied. “you’ve got some time hyung, do something romantic for her” he added slyly as sungho scowled.

y/n was on her way back from the food court after sori had tried persuading her to go to the club for today’s occasion (and failed again). truth to be told, she wasn’t used to celebrating this day and usually just used it as an excuse to skip work and chill at home. today however she was met with the sight of park sungho near her studio as he smiled happily at the sight of her.

“how dare you not tell me that today’s your birthday?!” he whined playfully, sulkily turning away from her as she laughed at his antics. “it isn’t something i normally celebrate…you know, being away from family and all” she said sheepishly.

sungho’s smile faded slightly. he knew a thing or two about that feeling. although the members were there to celebrate events with him, celebrating them with family did hit different.

hearing this from y/n made him want to make today memorable for her.

within a short span of time she had grown to be someone he adored and it broke his heart to imagine her spending her birthday alone.

“well, let’s change that today because look at this!” he removed the cake from the cover as y/n gasped. it was a lovely cake with the words “happy birthday y/n” with a little heart, she felt like melting on spot at the sight of it.

“ah i wasn’t sure which flavour you liked so i picked a simple chocolate” sungho said hesitantly as he scratched the behind of his head.

“sungho this…ah this wasn’t necessary at all but- you didn’t have to-“ when did he have time to buy this cake? didn’t they have a shoot today?

her thoughts came to a halt as he sighed dramatically. “i won’t be hearing any of that now y/n, lighten up it’s your birthday!” he ended with a little whoop as he opened the door to her studio, placing the cake on her desk. “go on make a wish!” he ushered her as she blew the candle, smiled widely. what did she do to deserve someone like him?

“oh i almost forgot, i got you tulips, your favourite!” sungho brought out a bouquet from behind his back, presenting them with a shy smile. y/n didn’t hold back this time as she flung herself at him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. he let out a delighted laugh and hugged her back, stroking her hair as she felt his heart hammering just like hers.

he’s so perfect, it made her heart physically ache.

she looked up at him, eyes sparkling. “thank you for this” she said quietly with a fond smile. sungho bent his head forward and kissed her nose. “i would do this every year, you’re too precious to spend a birthday alone y/n” he said.

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the two of them headed in after debating between watching a movie in the theatre and watching a series on y/n’s bed with some takeout. the former seemed too risky so they settled for the series. upon reaching her bed, sungho glanced at y/n who seemed conflicted due to its size.

“should we sit on the floor-?”

“that’s an idea..but won’t it get uncomfortable?”

“then what should we…”

“how about you—“

sungho stopped himself. the idea didn’t seem too bad to him, but it might to her-

“you could sit on me if you’d like…i mean my lap…i mean it’s gonna be better than the floor-“he stammered as y/n comically widened her eyes.

“you don’t have to though it’s oka—“

“no i’ll do it” y/n surprised her self as she said it. she couldn’t tell who was more redder in the face. sungho cleared his throat as he looked away from her, settling down on the bed with his legs spread.

she climbed onto the bed and plopped into his hold, slowly adjusting herself as sungho let out a shaky exhale. she pulled the laptop onto her lap as he tightened his arms around her, hands warm on her clothed stomach.

“is this okay?” his lips accidentally brushed her earlobe.

“yeah” she let out lowly, ignoring her racing thoughts as she browsed through her netflix.

the two were immersed in the series as they lost track of the time. the ost of twenty five twenty one played through the laptop speaker as y/n sniffled. “i hate the director” she said, wiping her eyes as sungho nodded. she moved forward to grab a tissue and shuffled for a bit when—

“can you…stop moving”sungho said in a pained voice. what happene- oh. oh. y/n stilled as he pulled her flush to his chest which was rising and falling rapidly against her back. her face felt hot as she squeaked out a “sorry”, refusing to look back.

sungho was not okay. how could he be okay in this situation? the scent of y/n’s shampoo wafted towards him and she continued to watch the drama in front of her, having no idea how she was driving him crazy behind her.

“this episode is just painful to watch” he mumbled lowly at the sight of the crying characters when y/n turned her head back to face him. “what—”

she stopped. their faces were inches away from eachother. sungho’s arms unintentionally tightened their hold on her as he held his breath. y/n was faced with those lips again. they were much closer this time, almost inviting her in—

“can i…kiss you?” she breathed out, lifting her eyes to meet his unreadable ones.

sungho didn’t hesitate in placing his lips on hers, kissing her with a sense of longing which he had been suppressing this entire times. she moved her lips against his with equal fervour and she turned herself around, settling herself in his lap fully as her arms wrapped themselves around his neck and legs on either side of him.

his lips were warm as he deepened the kiss. y/n gasped as he swiped his tongue across her lips for access, readily parting them as she grabbed onto his dark strands. he slipped his fingers inside her shirt, exploring the soft skin of her waist as she moaned lowly into the kiss.

sungho broke the kiss with a gasp and stared into her eyes that were hazy with desire. “you have no idea…on how long i’ve been wanting to do that” he said shakily.

“ditto” she whispered before smashing her lips onto his again as she felt him harden beneath her. she tugged on his jacket as he stopped to pull it off. he then attached his lips to her neck as she tilted her head back with a gasp.

her hands explored the planes of his abdomen as she scratched her way through them dizzily, his deep groans in her neck only increasing her pace as she grinded against his lower stomach.

“wait” she gasped, grasping sungho’s shoulders to steady herself down. he detached himself from her collarbone, unfocused eyes blinking at hers. “are you sure about this” she asked lowly, looking at him for any signs.

“positive” he whispered at her.

“it’s your birthday, let me make you feel good”.

‼️smut under the cut‼️

he flipped her over so she was now beneath him. sungho knelt above her, reaching for his shirt and peeling it off as she stared at him.

his breath hitched as she lifted her hand, slowly dragging it down from his chest, down to his tense abs and down to palm the bulge in his pants. he unclasped her bra in return as she shyly tried to cover her chest.

“no don’t- shit you’re so pretty” he groaned as he grabbed her left tit with his hand, taking the other into this mouth. y/n shivered at the sensation, arching her back as she shut her eyes, stifling back her moan as he bit down on her nipple.

“let me hear you doll” he murmured around her, moving his free hand down south, playing with the waistband of her pant. “sungho please..” she let out lowly, causing sungho to lift his head up.

“what was that?” he teased, ghosting his fingers over her clothed cunt. “please touch me” she whined, slowly pushing her hips towards his hand. sungho wasted no time as he pulled her pant down, dipping his hand down to her cunt as he teased her folds. “shit you’re so wet” he groaned at the feel of her. y/n squirmed beneath him as she whimpered out another “please”, eyes shining with tears of frustration as he continued to toy with her folds.

then without warning he shoved two fingers inside, causing her to let out a gasp as she lifted her back off the mattress. he thrusted them mercilessly, his other hand finding it’s way to her pulse point around her neck as he continued to paint her chest purple. she let out sinful whimpers beneath him, lifting her hands to his shoulders as she gripped them for dear life.

if sungho thought he couldn’t like her more, he was proved wrong as he stared, enraptured at her expression of pure bliss. this felt surreal to him, the girl he liked was getting off using his fingers and god she was beautiful in this moment.

y/n felt her breath hitch as he tightened his grip on her neck. she gasped for air as he pressed a finger on her clit, rubbing it fiercely as he added a third finger in her cunt. she gave up on trying to stay quiet, releasing choked out moans because of how good he was making her feel.

“sung- i’m coming”she cried shakily as he sped up his movements. “that’s it, that’s my pretty girl” he watched in awe as she came all over his hand. he pulled out his slick coated fingers and stared at them, mesmerised. y/n watched with wide eyes as he began to suck them, the action making her grow wetter despite the orgasm she had seconds ago. “fuck you taste better than i thought” he moaned as she grabbed his nape and smashed their lips back together, pulling his shirt off as she flung it off the bed.

“need you to fuck me…please” she whined against his lips as she slipped a hand into his underwear, running a finger over his slit already leaking precum.

sungho hissed as he pulled away from the kiss, the feeling of her rubbing his swollen tip itself was close enough to make him come on the spot. he discarded his pants and pulled his cock out, pumping it twice as y/n gulped. his cock was perfection, standing tall and proud with the perfect thickness and size. she whimpered lowly at the thought of it nearly impaling her in the next few minutes.

sungho shuddered, a red flush coating his neck at her reaction to his cock. “i won’t be able to hold myself back if you keep looking like that princess” he choked out, feeling shy by her lust filled gaze.

“don’t hold back” she said airily, moving closer to him. an unreadable expression crossed his features before he gestured for her to wrap her legs around his hips. without wasting another minute he slammed his cock into her with a single thrust, both of them moaning loudly at the feeling. y/n could feel the tears pricking her eyes, not at the painful stretch of her cunt but from the sheer amount of pleasure his cock was giving her.

sungho felt himself twitch inside her, at the sight of her tears. god he was sick in the head for getting turned on by her tears but he couldn’t help it. she looked unreal with her glossy eyes and desperate little cries. he slowly pulled out and slammed back in, just to relish the way she weakly clawed at his chest through her breathless whimpers.

“fuck you feel so good- like my own little doll” he cursed at the sensation of her cunt practically chocking his cock. she moaned loudly at that, causing him to look at her. “do you like that?” he asked with a smirk, slowly pulling out and teasing her with his tip. “y-yes”she cried out “like it when you call me..your doll, y-your fucktoy” she mustered, causing sungho’s eyebrows to fly up. he’d be lying if he said her confession didn’t turn him on even more.

y/n let out a cry as he started snapping his hips into hers, his hands cupping her tits with a vice like grip for leverage while throwing the most filthiest words at her. “look at you, my shameless little princess” he rasped. “crying because of my cock, you’re enjoying this aren’t you, like the slut you are?” he grinned cockily, reeling from the feel of her cunt clenching tighter at his words.

all traces of the sweet and gentle sungho from earlier were gone, it was like a switch had flipped inside him as he stared at her with dark eyes filled with an almost feral glint. his chuckle felt meaner and mocking as he wrapped his hand around her neck again, restricting her airways as she gasped out a moan.

tears slipped out of her eyes onto the sheets as she choked on them, the signs sending his hips into a rougher frenzy. “tell me princess” sungho groaned. “you’re enjoying this aren’t you?”

“yes! yes- fuck sungho!” y/n gasped as he hit a particularly deep spot inside that had her seeing stars. god she could feel him everywhere inside her. “you’re so huge” she sobbed as his ego boosted through his libido, pressing the bulge in her lower stomach as his eyes darkened at the sight.

“you’re taking my cock so well, my pretty little slut” he cooed, lips turning upwards as he met her unfocused eyes. he bent down to bite her nipple as she arched her back, pushing her chest into him while tangling her hands into his locks. he continued pounding at an animalistic pace, the bed shaking occasionally due to their movements.

“s-so good..” she whimpered, overwhelmed by the sensation. she could feel her orgasm approaching, tugging on his hairs as he moaned into her breast. she couldn’t think straight anymore, her mind was dizzy with pleasure as her hips moved automatically to meet his.

“shit you feel so good” he gasped, his thrusts getting erratic. he grabbed her by the neck as pushed his lips onto hers, harshly pulling her hair and fisting the strands to bring her face near his. “such a freaky girl” he sneered as she moaned into his mouth at his action, her nails scraping his broad shoulders painfully.

“i-im close” she whispered, feeling her cunt spasm with each thrust. he brought his hand down to her clit and pinched it, bringing her orgasm crashing down with the action. y/n’s legs shook violently around his hips as she cried out. he continued pounding into her sensitive cunt, ignoring her whimpers. “stay patient like the fucktoy you are” he scoffed as she pulsated around him. that did it for him as he came with a moan, shooting hot ropes of cum into her as she milked him dry.

❕end of smut❕

y/n was barely able register her surroundings anymore, still lost from the aftershock of being fucked so intensely. she saw sungho sit on the bed as he moved to clean her up. he laughed quietly at her fucked out state, causing her to blink back at him.

“did i really fuck you dumb?” he questioned, a little smirk taking over his face. “i think so” she mumbled as she gestured for sungho to move closer. he lied down in the little space beside her as he pulled her into his side, pulling the blanket over them as their legs tangled underneath.

“i don’t think i’ll be able to walk tomorrow” y/n said into the silence as sungho laughed loudly.

she let out distressed sound at this realisation and snuggled closer into his chest.

“wait- does this mean you like me?!” she exclaimed suddenly, facing sungho who looked extremely amused.

“you’re asking me this after i just fucked you dumb?”

“i mean…”

he giggled as he pulled her in for a long kiss, feeling her hand encase his cheek as she melted into the kiss.

“you drive me crazy park sungho” she said once they broke apart from the kiss. he smiled widely at that, hiding his face in her hair as she laughed at his endearing behaviour.

“you’ve been driving me crazy since the drunken night” came his muffled out response as she grinned.

“you’ve been driving me crazy since before that- well sort of” she admitted, causing him to sit up and look at her with a surprised look.

“oh my god you’re a onedoor aren’t you? i knew it— that’s why you knew about yeppi and i bet you have an album too-“

“no i don’t!! i mean not that i’m not a fan- i watched your videos because- ugh!” y/n buried your face in her hands as sungho doubled over next to her. “it’s not like that” she whined as sungho calmed down, still giggling at the news he discovered.

“okay okay tell me when i first drove you crazy”

“it was when you gave me my food delivery that got sent to taesan’s studio accidentally” she said, recalling the way she was floored by the boy’s stunning good looks when he apologised with a smile as he handed the chicken fries back at her studio.

“oh my..that was ages ago, you’ve liked me since then??” sungho gaped at you with a hand over his mouth. “sort of…that’s when i looked you up online and watched your videos and yeah” she finished shyly as he brought her back into his chest.

“gosh you’re so cute it’s killing me” he all but squealed as she giggled at him. “what am i going to do with you?” he sighed with a smile as he brought his forehead against hers.

i don’t know…how does being my boyfriend sound?”. y/n cheesed back as he whined dramatically along the lines of “you stole my line!”.

taesan: they got together?!

sori: 5 screenshots attached

sori: thank god they did, girl’s been pining since ages

taesan: oh wow…did not need to know about hyung’s skills in bed, i need bleach.

sori: LMAO

in the bnd groupchat:

taesan: GUYS SUNGHO HYUNG GOT TOGETHER WITH Y/N!!

riwoo: everybody act surprised

leehan: they liked eachother?!

taesan: …

jaehyun: …

riwoo: …

jaehyun: woonhak you owe me 20

woonhak: patience grandpa🙄

sungho: i hate y’all.

a/n: felt like the ending could’ve been better but i hope you guys liked the fic overall! i’m pretty new to tumblr, atleast for the writing part and i apologise in advance for sounding awkward asf😭, this is a piece that i had written a year ago for sungho and i know that my writing might not be the best out there, so feel free to leave any feedback in the comments! please like and reblog if you enjoyed it and please do follow me for more content as my inbox is currently open!

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angeltsan · 19 days

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✮⋆˙ SUNGHO NSFW ALPHABET A-Z

A - aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

sungho gets quite giddy after sex, as if he’s being tickled a little. he’ll have a grin on his face for a majority of the time because he’s just so dopey. he’s also a big fan of just talking to you after, like sharing about what you’re gonna do after or even how the sex was, he loves talking to you. other than that though, he’s meticulous and cares quite a bit about your wellbeing, as well as his own. he makes sure to clean you up, get you water, and cuddle you super close after sex. he’ll ask if you’re okay and if you need anything and will make you some food if you need it.

B - boobs or ass (are they a boob man or an ass man?)

boobs <3 he loves your tits so much, thinks they’re so pretty. he loves squeezing and tugging at them cuz they’re just so soft and pretty, its something he compliments on you as well, just muttering little praises.

C - cum (anything to do with cum)

when he cums it doesn’t shoot out much, it more spills down the side of his cock. his cum is slightly on the thicker side as well.

D - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he's a little bit of a sexual sadist <3 he loves when you cry and beg for him. it turns him on so much to see how ruined you get because of the things he does to you. if he fully did what he wanted he would stimulate every inch of your body and edge you until you couldn’t think clearly. he also kinda loves when u hurt him, when you scratch him or squeeze him super tight. he’d never admit it but just something about how your voice cracks and gets all scratchy because of how vocal you’re being drives him crazy.

E - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i don’t think he’s a virgin but he’s also not the most experienced. sungho has probably been with like one person and he’s tried a couple things out but overall he’s figuring things out little by little along with you. sex is intimate and serious for him so he’s not the type to just have sex just for fun which is why i think he’s only been with about one sexual partner.

F - favorite position (what is their favorite sex position?)

230 / 136

position 136 is for those times when he’s feeling extra lovey dovey, he loves to mark you up and kiss you during sex. he also really loves to be able to see your face twisting in pleasure while he makes you feel good. position 230 is for those less intimate moments, he loves holding your arms behind your back and snapping his hips into you roughly (been thinking abt this since seeing fishy include this in her hcs and i haven’t forgotten it since then).

G - goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

he could be either or, it really depends on how intense the moment is and what exactly is happening. he’s usually a bit giggly, placing kisses on your body and letting out small giggles against your skin cuz ur just so pretty and he’s so full of love. but other times he’s serious and not very talkative, just zoned in on the feeling of you wrapped around him <3

H - hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

generally very well groomed, he takes care of himself quite well and makes sure to keep things neat and tidy. he’s the type to do this not only because of his own preferences but also to keep things nice and tidy for you. he’s slightly conscious about how you feel about it as well but of course he does what he likes and he prefers a small amount of hair if any.

I - intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

sungho is very intimate and romantic, like i mentioned before, he takes sex seriously. he finds that he enjoys the moments much more when you’re both desperate and both very into it. the type to hold hands with you and to kiss you passionately while thrusting into you.

J - jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i feel like he masturbates a bit more than you’d originally think he does. i feel like most of the time he masturbates is late at night, he heads to bed quite early sometimes and its not always because he’s tired but more because he values his intimate time to himself. he takes his time when he masturbates, he loves to touch all over his body and feel what’s most sensitive and what feels the best.

K - kink (one or more of their kinks)

strength - he likes when you fight against him a bit. its not something he’s ever directly admit due to the fact that he feels really weird just thinking about it but its something he fantasizes about. he wants to push against you a bit, to kind of physically dominate you and remind you that you’re weaker than him. he thinks its so hot when you sigh out in defeat and when you’re breathing all heavy because of the efforts you put in. he likes to show off how strong he is by holding you down by your arms or hips as well.

exhibitionism - from jerking off in public places to sexting you from across the table, he loves the excitement and thrill of public situations. i always say if he had a porn account it would be of him showing off his pretty body and pretty cock in random places. to elaborate more on the sexting part, he loves to send you risque photos and things like that to you, especially when he can see your reaction to them. he’ll drop the photo to your phone and watch as you open it, hiding your phone when you see what it is. he’d usually keep those to suggestive photos rather than full on pics of his cock. he’d start out with images of his pretty shoulders and back and photos of his abs and he’d gradually move to more and more revealing images.

L - location (favorite places to have sex)

he mostly loves to have full blown sex at home, he loves risky touching and things like that out in public but he prefers to be at home in order to fuck you in bed.

M - motivation (what turns them on?)

okay hear me out,, i feel like he gets the most turned on when you’re doing very domestic things either on your own or with him. when you wake up in the morning and make breakfast for the two of you or when you wake up in his shirt, things like that turn him on so much. he loves when you’re dressed down and cozy, when it’s like 2 pm and you’re still cuddled up with him it makes him hard. you could be doing the simplest thing and he’ll watch you with a smile because he’s admiring you so much and thinking about how much he wants to ruin u <3

N - no (something they wouldn’t do)

one of his biggest no’s is threesomes, he’s just not into the idea of them. he’s possessive and like i said he’s intimate and he doesn’t want to share you with literally anyone. if its something you really want super bad then he may consider because he just wants to make you happy but its unlikely that he’ll agree.

O - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

he loves giving you head, anything that can allow him to make you feel good is something he’s gonna absolutely love. he’s naturally gifted at it and can spend hours down there. he always makes sure to learn what feels good and what doesn’t and he’s super attentive to your needs.

P - pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he can be either, fast, sharp, and rough or he can take his time and be super sensual, it just depends on how he’s feeling. he’s normally a little rougher just because he likes how you moan when his hips snap into you sharply but he really loves to take it slow and rock his hips into you instead.

Q - quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

as much as he loves proper sex i don’t think he’d be opposed to quickies. they usually happen first thing in the morning, before you guys have to get ready for work. he even may get turned on from watching you get ready, watching you get all dolled up, spraying your perfume and things like that, its like he gets this urge to ruin you.

R - risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

he's not the biggest risk taker during sex. it's not that he's afraid or anything like that but he's happy with how his sex life is and doesn't really feel the need to experiment. if you want to try something then he's willing to but if it's anything that could be dangerous then he's very very hesitant just because he doesn't want to harm you or anything like that.

S - stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

he’s usually good with one or two rounds, he doesn’t need to go for that many rounds. with that being said though he lasts quite a bit of time, he’s got great restraint and is able to hold out on his orgasm for quite a bit of time.

T - toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he does own toys but only for you, when he touches himself its only with his own hand. i think for you though he has at least a vibrator that he uses to add extra stimulation, he loves how much more sensitive you are with the added vibrations.

U - unfair (how much they like to tease)

he's really cheeky honestly so he teases quite a bit. he loves to see how you get a little frustrated at him but that's when he'll give in. he just does it for a bit of fun because he has a very playful nature and he doesn't leave that out even during sex.

V - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

it depends on the day and how needy he is, sometimes he's almost silent, sometimes he's more talkative than he moans, and then sometimes he's moaning constantly. i feel like he's always quite breathy though, whether it's letting out a sign of relief and pleasure or breathing heavily bc his orgasm is near.

W - wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

a random headcanon that i have for him is that he really loves body worship, both giving and receiving. he kisses all over your body and mutters little praises about how pretty you are and he kinda loves that same treatment. when you praise his broad shoulders and toned body it makes him smile sm, he loves knowing that you're looking at his body and thinking about how good he looks.

X - x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

sungho’s closer to average size, maybe a little bit above it. he’s kinda a good in between because he’s also a little girthier but overall it's pretty balanced.

Y - yearning (yow high is their sex drive?)

it’s definitely not as high as some of the other boys. he’s not constantly thinking about sex and he’s not very needy which is why he loves taking care of you in other ways. if you happen to be needier than him then he loves to eat u out or finger you, he’s more than happy to take care of you in any way he can. this kind of foreplay usually gets him going though so he likes to make you cum before he fucks you.

Z - zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

he doesn’t usually fall asleep after sex unless its already late at night. as i mentioned before, he’s meticulous and very caring so he likes to stay up to make sure you’re okay for like 30 minutes to an hour after sex, just a habit he picked up. he usually likes for you to fall asleep first so he can caress your face and hold you close.

a/n - hope u enjoyed and i hope u agree with what i said,, even if u didn't im always right so 🥰 (this is s joke) anyways request which member u guys want next !!

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lualuabestningdungie · 12 days

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So high school | Han Taesan

Pairing nonidol!Taesan x gn!reader; genre fluff, opposites attract, high school au; warnings mentions of stress; wc 0.4k

• Taesan, who is always sitting in the back of the classroom with his headphones on, looking outside the window.

• Taesan, who casually glances at how you help others in their assignments, always cheerful and smiling, encouraging everyone to do better.

• You, who is never in one place for a long time. Always going up and down, in and out of the classroom.

• Taesan and Yn, who ended up being assigned as president and vice president of the class.

• You, who waves at Taesan and greets him with a smile every time you see him.

° Taesan, who simply nodded his head and continued with his day.

° You, who started sitting next to him at class and talked to him even he didn't answer.

° Taesan, who was too shy to answer or interrupt you, so he just nodded and maintained eye contact with you. He enjoyed listening to you and everything you had to say.

° You, who got comfortable around Taesan and started keeping him around for everything. "Let's have lunch together!" "Want to come to the library?" "We can study together."

° Taesan who followed you everywhere and tried to be at your same pace. "Where are we going now?"

° Taesan who liked sharing headphones, purposely wired headphones, so he could be close to you.

° You, who enjoyed his music taste and thought of him every time one of the songs he listened to played on the radio.

° Taesan, who made a playlist with all the songs that reminded him of you, but was too shy to send it.

° You, who got stressed very easily over final exams but still try to help others study.

° Taesan, who got worried when he saw you studying alone in the library with your tear-stained face. He approached you and in one second he had you in his arms, rubbing your back. "It's okay, take a break. I'll help you study later."

° Taesan and yn, who successfully passed their finals, and celebrated with some ice cream.

° Taesan and yn, who went on daily night walks during summer break. Occasionally lying down in the grass to see the stars and have deep talks about the future.

° You, who came up with silly excuses to stay longer with him. He never believed them but didn't want to leave either.

° Taesan, who rested his hand next to yours, brushing it purposely against your hand, until he actually held it.

° You, who laid on your side on the grass as you watched him talk, taking in all his features, counting his lashes.

° Taesan, who walked you back to your house and kissed your cheek after saying good night.

° You, who ran after him when he was leaving and kissed him on the lips.

° Taesan, who couldn't sleep that night.

Lua's note: i want this so bad.

#boynextdoor #taesan #bnd taesan #han taesan #lualuabestningdungie #boynextdoor fluff #opposites attract #boynextdoor x reader #bnd jaehyun #boynextdoor riwoo #bnd x reader #woonhak #bnd leehan #leehan #bnd fluff #bnd imagines #bnd sungho #sungho #park sungho

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totheseok · 8 days

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☆ boynextdoor reaction to you biting them

requested: no

genre: fluff ig?

warnings: none that i can think of

word count: 1.1k

a/n: more self indulgent things because I have a biting problem.

sungho:

gobsmacked

yk that really shocked face he makes where his mouth is open and his eyes are wide?

that's his face when he realises you bit him

it's a light bite but it's unexpected

you two are in the lower homes living room just chilling. sungho is playing fifa while you just mindlessly scroll on your phone. eventually you get tired of your phone and now you need your boyfriends attention. but sungho is locked in on the game and you know simply asking for his attention wouldn't work. so naturally you do what must be done. and you bite his arm. you bit him lightly but you've never bitten him before so man was s h o c k e d. he looks towards you eyes wide, mouth open and then looks at his arm, then back at you.

"hi"

"hi? did you just bite me?"

"mhm"

"why?"

you bit him again and cuddled up in his side 😌

riwoo:

goes silent

riwoo.exe has stopped responding

like remember the funnextdoor episode where he went quiet and woonhak was like "riwoo is trying to think of something funny to say"

kinda like that

riwoo gives me yapper vibes so...

you two are sitting at the table in the kitchen just enjoying some snacks while talking about your day. he's probably telling you about a new dance he's learning or something stupid that happened at dance practice. you're just listening and watching your absolute cutie patootie of a boyfriend yap away. as he's doing this you cant help but notice how cute his cheeks look. and how biteable they look.... and so to preserve your own sanity you do just that. you bite his cheek 😌. following your bite all you hear is, well, nothing. sanghyeok is just sitting staring at you with wide eyes, bite unfinished. man is shocked, flustered, flabbergasted and so much more

"riwoo?"

"..."

"baby?"

"..."

"sanghyeok?"

"..."

jaehyun:

menace pt1

bros probably going to start singing bite me ngl

but we know hes a dramatic pookie

so that too

you and jaehyun are in his room. hes studying some english. youre having the time of your life, laying with your head in his lap, watching him struggle to pronounce "yacht". you offered to help him but noooo, he can do it. refuses to let you help because he wants to prove he can do it himself and with any other word you wouldnt doubt him. he's quite good at english and hes improving rapidly but the word "yacht"... its a pain in the ass to learn at first even if english is your first language. i mean look at it it should be pronounced "ya ch t" or something. he had first said "ya ch t" and was convinced that's how it was pronounced until he looked at your face and realised he was wrong. but was going to ask for help? no? but manz could NOT figure out what else it could be.

after about 5 minutes of watching him struggle you got fed up and decided to MAKE him listen to you. so you leaned your head down. and but his thigh. surprised at first, bamboozled even. but once he realised what had happened he started giggling soon followed by you. after recovering from the laughing fit, he did not miss a single beat and started singing in that voice he uses to annoy sungho.

"its you and me in this world 내게로 다시 와 tie me"

"seriously? thats you first response?!?!"

"날 구원할 거라면 just come kiss me and bite me"

"sure but say 'yacht' first"

"HEY"

taesan:

bites back.

thats it

thats the headcanon

jk but fr

i cant find it now but theres a video of taesan biting jaehyun and bro just nommed in jaehyuns arm

which is why im 100% sure he would bite back

honestly wouldnt even be phased

its probably your love language as a couple

you and taesan were at the studio, taesan was working on some new songs while you sat nearby doing some assignments. eventually the words you were typing started floating around the screen and you didnt even know what you were typing so you decided it was a good time to take a break. but if youre taking a break then taesan should also be taking a break because 1. he was probably tired too and 2. how dare he work while youre taking a break instead of giving you attention. so you decided to give him a few minutes so that he wouldnt lose his train of though. plus he looks so cute when hes focused so...

HOWEVER a few minutes turned into 10 minutes. 10 minutes turned into 20. and eventually half an hour passed. you realised taesan wasnt about to take a break any time soon, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. you slowly crept up behind him and attacked. bro did not move. just looked at you smiled and pulled you into his lap. you may not have gotten a reaction but hey, now you get attention from your boyfriend. with no consequences... right? err❌ wrong.

"whats up?"

"you should take a break youve been working for so long. nonstop"

"okay"

"youre just going to listen? that easily?"

"hmm?" *bites you*

leehan:

menace pt2

takes it as an opportunity to flirt

teases you to no end

i keep thinking about that boynextdoor 2night video where while spinning the jaehyun told him he was doing it the wrong way

and he was like ill do it how i want

so like

think abt that

you and leehan were watching a kdrama while cuddling. initially both of you were very invested and you kept fangirling over the male lead (me every time i watch unlock my boss) and leehan would laugh and jokingly complain about it. after about two more episodes you noticed that leehan hadnt said anthing in a while so you looked towards him and saw that he had dozed off. but this was unacceptable how could he leave you to watch people try to kill each other on your own. no absolutely not. this was not allowed. how dare he. you first tried slightly shaking him awake, it woke him up but he just mumbled something unintelligible and closed his eyes again. time for plan b. biting him.

it worked. quite well. too well.

"why???"

"why what?"

"baby i know i taste good but if youre hungry the gummies might serve you better"

"you left me alone to watch mr.oh be mean to my husband 😔"

"hey its ok i didnt hear anything he said about me~"

"oh god you know what go back to sleep"

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loserlvrss · 21 days

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꒰ 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃 ꒱ 박성호

summary : your boyfriend was beginning to get distant, and you didn't know why

genre : angst, fluff at the end, sungho x afab!reader tws : language, angst, mentions of drinking and neglect author notes : for my requestor, this is our man don't play word count : 2.3k

at first it wasn’t anything big. really no big deal at all. and if you weren’t an overthinker by nature, you wouldn’t have believed anything was wrong.

it started out with simple no’s; denies of affection here and there, progressing into i’m tired’s, and ending with a text.

texts which stated that he would no longer be coming over after practice — that he’s sorry he missed your date because of work, he’s too tired to talk to you after doing promotions all day, he didn’t want to be a bother because he couldn’t give you what you wanted.

but you respected him. you respected him so much you didn’t think the flags were tinted at all. however, you also respected yourself too — knowing there’s only so many lies you’re able to believe — so, that’s where your dilemma lied: how much more could you take? how far were you willing to let it go?

you never would have imagined weighing the pro’s to the con’s, trying to decide if it was good enough to not debate a full-on breakup. you were sick to your stomach, a headache booming against your skull.

it was killing you slowly; as if you were going down in quicksand — which was all but quick.

you wanted a clear answer from him, but to get that you needed clear questions. you needed clear conversation, which would be easier if he didn’t reply to your text hours after you’d send them.

apologies were sounding more like i love you than the actual statement. but, you did love him. you loved him so much you could burst at the seams. you loved him so much you felt him flowing in your veins. he infiltrated your dreams, your heart, your every last thought; and maybe that’s why you hurt so damn much right now.

your eyes were puffy and red, you barely recognized the person you had let yourself become for him. someone complacent. someone so love-drunk you found yourself drinking just to feel something — anything at all.

another shot, and another shot to the heart.

you found yourself, in this state of blurriness, reminiscing the only memories that made you happy anymore: the old park sungho, the boyfriend you had fallen in love with some time ago. you felt a slurred-smile plaster your lips, leaning back against the couch cushion with the shot glass still in your hand. your head fell against the cushion, eyes drifting closed.

you debated the other night if staying in love with him would be harder than letting it wither out like a tulip; getting planted in the ground during fall, dormant all winter, just to bloom for a couple of weeks, then die.

you thought maybe heartbreak would be better than letting this relationship — that felt more like a situationship — cremate itself.

you've been in convenience relationships before; you've been with a man just because you didn't want to be alone, even if he only ever wanted to see you at night. its said loneliness is the most deadly drug. and now, your so-called boyfriend isn't making you feel any different than someone of superficial feelings; to look good on the outside, when you felt rotten on the inside.

you felt unwanted, and that's taken you weeks to admit. you thought you could lie to yourself better than that. you thought you could convince yourself that this is what love feels like, that this a give before the take.

it was a sacrifice you made, but it was never something you had mentally prepared for, simply because you never thought he'd become someone not quite like a stranger but not like an unconditional-lover either.

you honestly didn't know what to call it anymore.

you hated being so unsure, fighting to win love from someone who could say the word so easily. he had your heart in his hands, and you didn't know if him dropping it or putting it back in your chest would hurt more. you hated yourself for being the only reason you're still able to call him your boyfriend, because has he ever really felt like yours in the past couple weeks?

you've sat on his backburner for some time, just waiting for him to come around and stir the pot. you felt lucky, yet appalled to be in the situation you were in, because at least you got to love him — even if it was only once in a blue moon — shouldn't you feel grateful for that? the shooting stars you wished upon only worked so much in your favor before you thought that maybe they couldn't hear you anymore.

if this was meant to die, why was it taking so long? after all, you were only getting older.

maybe you just loved him too much to stay in love, knowing that maybe it was time to throw up the white flags. he knew everything about you, but even strangers can find out fine-details about someone's life.

sometimes you just wished he'd put you first, only if just once. that would be enough, wouldn’t it?

however, you couldn't blame him. he was being the man he thought he needed to be, the one he thought he wanted to be. maybe if you hadn't opened up, loved him in a way you knew he couldn't love you back, you wouldn't have to argue with yourself. you wouldn't have stayed up all night waiting for the familiar chime on your keypad, you wouldn't be in the stage of denial, pretending that it was just a fluke and would pass. you wouldn't pretend that you could breathe when he was around.

you gave him the key to your heart, but you couldn't make him stay. you couldn't make him want you like you wanted to be wanted.

he was the man of your dreams, everything you've ever wanted... what an oh-so-lonely view.

maybe the picture you painted inside your head was enough. maybe the person who held you in your dreams was enough. maybe if you tried harder he would think you were enough. maybe if you smiled harder it would hold to your face like a sticker. maybe if you changed yourself to be who he wanted down to a T he wouldn't find excuses to tell you he didn't want to see you. maybe this whole thing was just embarrassing. maybe not being loved by him was just so fucking pathetic. maybe he didn't want to be with you because neither one of you had anything good to say to each other anymore.

you can't even remember the last time he gave you a compliment, but he isn't the compliment type, right?

how, in reality, were you supposed to take all of this? you looked in the mirror and told yourself it was dramatic to be upset about something so trivial as a couple words and missed calls, but he swore that he'd never hurt you.

you hadn't realized the tears that began slipping through your closed lids until you felt the soft touch of someone you couldn't decide which side of the fence to fall to because of.

your eyes shot open like it was a nightmare, and for a second he was just a stranger to you; wondering how he got into your apartment.

you could recognize the voice, but you couldn't decide if the sentiment was there, if he was even really standing in your living room looking as jaded as a ghost.

he stared at the bottle, and then your relaxed posture and tears stained cheeks. he wasn't dumb, and he obviously put two-and-two together.

maybe neither one of you could ask the question that kept circling your brain like the ceiling fan you relied on for sleep: should we end this?

"should we?" he asked, the statement sobering you to the core, "...if that's what you want."

you had to laugh before you started to cry harder, "w-what i want?" the empty glass found its way back to the coffee table with an audible thump, "what makes you think i want to end this, sungho? you'd have to see me to know anything about what i think."

"you never made the effort." he shrugged, but he didn't know why he said that. “you should’ve tried harder.”

but you knew his pride was bigger than his heart, and playing this game would only end with a losing screen.

"are you fucking kidding me?" you acted faster than your brain could keep up with, standing up and approaching him. you didn't know what you were going to do, but anything for him to understand how much he hurts you — anything at all. "will you come over? sorry, i'm tired. did you eat? yes. should i bring you guys the cookies i made today? sorry, we're not at the dorm. i'm here, let me know when you arrive. i'm so sorry, i completely forgot about my schedule today, can we do something when promotions are over? can we talk? i miss you. sorry, busy." you used the back of your hand to wipe the tears away, "do you — no, did you ever love me, sungho? do you even fucking care that i only hear you when its your voicemail telling me you're unavailable? do you even know how stupid i feel staying in a bed for two when it's just me every night? i call you my boyfriend but i don't know what that really means. what am i to you? what am i really? because i don't feel like you know either."

the look on his face could be described as none other than horrified, confused, maybe even a little bit of anger and sadness. he was a mix of emotions, but you couldn't say you were exactly clear-headed either.

you just wished you could read his damn mind.

"tell me! t-tell me i'm wrong." and you couldn't decide if that was a desperate plea to hold on subconsciously making itself known. all it was missing was a broken please, a not-so-silent beg for all of this to just be wrong. incorrect. so far from the truth.

god, you hated him, but that's why you loved him so fucking much.

he made you so angry, so hurt sometimes. he challenged your peace of mind. he made it very known within your psyche that he was different. he was like nobody else you've ever loved. nobody you've ever had the pleasure to touch and be touched by. you were heading full speed for the edge of a cliff with broken brakes. you were so out of control, a one-in-a-million change that you'd survive, but if it meant you could rebuild the house you'd once converted into a home with him, you'd take those odds. those terrible odds that didn't ease your anxiety. but there was always something about him you were prepared to fight for — and maybe that's why you've held onto the edge for so long.

"do you even know how embarrassing it is to be stood up by your own boyfriend, having to cancel your reservation in front of everyone? to have to beg to hold your hand? to have to repeat yourself a million times because you were busy reading texts?" not when the road has ended and you've been exploring the wilderness alone; mapless, in the middle of a thunderstorm. you loved him, you really did, but did you only say that to hold onto any form of comfort you used to not have to fight to get? "i love you so, so much, sungho. i just want you to understand that everything we've built feels so fragile and uncertain. i don't want to end this, but i don't know how far i can go. i-its killing me."

and you could only dig the grave so deep before you hit rock-bottom.

is it too late? well, maybe that's what you feared the most. maybe you feared that he wasn't hearing a word that you've said. maybe every little thing you've overthought was just a regular thought. maybe you weren't being dramatic. maybe it was all okay now that you've finally gotten it off your chest.

so, why did you feel violently nauseous as he stood in silence? why did you regret stepping waist-deep in the mess you've made? if you were making the bed, you had no right complaining that it was too hard.

maybe you should stop blaming yourself...

if it was out of your hands, then why'd you feel the sand slipping through your fingers? why would you feel the shake from the chill that crisped the air? if this was how it was supposed to work out, then why'd you have to meet at all? did he really add that much to your life?

yes.

he brought too much to your life, you were scared to have to figure out how to live without them.

but, maybe you already had?

your mouth opened once again, maybe it was to prompt him into answering you, or maybe you didn't know what you were going to do. nonetheless it didn't matter, as you were shut up before a syllable dared leave your throat.

you had questions haunting you, but with the way his lips touched yours, it made you draw a blank. you wanted to know if he cared — even if only a little — however the beat of his heart, that you could feel through his thumbs against your cheeks, told you a different story. a story you hadn't thought of the ending to yet.

was this just a page you hadn't turned? was this just a dreadful chapter that had been dragged out? was this just a word you couldn't pronounce, much less describe that kept you stuck rereading the same paragraph?

was he finally turning off the burner? was he finally going to either, let you let him go, or tighten your grip?

he pulled back, tears pooling at the bottom of his eyes, "i'm sorry." and that was more than any stupid explanation could ever offer you. "y/n, tell me how to fix it — i-i don't want to end this."

you wrapped your arms around his neck, caging him into a long awaited hug. “just love me.” and his stuck firmly around your waist, squeezing tighter every time he felt a minuscule movement.

“i do.” he whispered back through quiet sniffles, right next to your ear, it gave you goosebumps. it was something you wanted to hear, needed to know, “i really, really love you.”

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loveriwoo · 3 months

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~ ☆ boynextdoor reaction to you coming home late . . - 0t6 . . .

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psh: comforts as usual. he tried calling, texting, all that sort, he just lays onto your shared bed, sinking in the mattress hoping you’d be home by the following minutes, he’d listen to your guys’ playlist to past time, suddenly hearing a knock at the door he sparks up sharp and gets out of bed “where have you been.. I missed you” his sleepy eyes say a lot, he just holds you tight rubbing your back softly, though he doesn’t question you much as you both were lead back into your bedroom to doze off.

lsh: he definitely overthinks— he’s wondering around the house hoping you’d pick up the call as he mumbles to himself, praying your safe, he leaves the door of the apartment unlocked but still can’t doze of to sleep not until he sees you’re right in-front of him and fine. As you open the door he immediately rushes out “are you okay?? Where have you been?!” He hugs you tightly not wanting to let go “I’m fine riri,,” he’s still a little worried but at ease, not wanting to bother you with questions you both go to bed, he’s just glad you’re okay.

mjh: very worried at first and it just slowly starts changing into being upset, just like riwoo, he will overthink it, thinking you might be in danger or so,, you try sneaking by using your keys but fail as the doors were locked, you rang the door bell and jaehyun didn’t take even 1 second to rush and answer “it’s so late..” he takes you inside “where were you, it’s nearly 3am” he visibly looks upset “I’m sorry jae,, I’m too tired to talk can we sleep?,,” you yawn hugging into his arms as he carry’s he to the bedroom, still upset but happy you’re safe with him.

hdm: as his impatient self, sitting on the couch, his foot taping every second that passes, taesan is NOT the patient kind, it annoyed him that you wasn’t showing up, taking matters into his own hands he gets up and out of the apartment now trying to look for you around your streets, as he spots you around the corner walking slowly looking tired as if you was leaping over your own steps, he slowly rushes to where you are “it’s freezing at this time” taking his jacket off to put over you, you look up at him “sorry taesan, I stayed behind on shift and —yawns— I’m really,, tired..” taesan puts his arm around you whilst you go back into the apartment ready to cuddle and sleep.

kdh: overprotective asl, he is MAD that you aren’t picking up any calls, he stands and waits right against the door as you knock and he opens the door you’re greeted with a harsh overprotective sounding “where were you. Why haven’t you looked at your phone and answered my calls.” , “baby my phon—“ he interrupted now closer to you “do you not understand how fucking worried I was??” You just look away and try going to your bedroom but he holds you still “you know I just care for you..” he looks at you sharply, you sigh “ I’m sorry leehan but can we please go to bed, am tired..” nodding as he follows you behind to go get some rest too.

kwh: cannot stay up late even though it was a life or death situation- he waits infront of the door, phone in his hand hoping his messages go through but slowly and surely his eyes close up on him, opening the apartment door as you step in you’re greeted with couch-sleeping woonhak, his phone right next to him on your contact, not wanting to wake him up you kiss his cheek and get him a blanket as you go pass out onto the bed and get sone rest.

(Psh = park Sungho)

(lsh = lee sanghyeok/riwoo)

(Mjh = Myung jaehyun)

(Hdm = Han dongmin/taesan)

(Kdh = Kim donghyun/leehan)

(kwh = Kim woonhak)

[hope I didn’t make much spelling mistakes, and if I did I do apologise ㅠㅠ]

#boynextdoor #bnd #park sungho #riwoo #jaehyun #myung jaehyun #taesan #leehan #woonhak #fanfic #reaction #kpop #bonedo #bnd x reader #boynextdoor x reader #bnd fluff #bnd imagines #ot6

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snoozbin · 29 days

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kiss ban gn!reader x sungho ・ drabble college au fluff established relationship ・ cw kissing hickeys (NOT SEXUAL !!!!!) swearing ! wc 538

sungho is the perfect boyfriend you could ever ask for.

from his jaw-dropping looks to his heart-warming personality, he always made you smile and appreciate your relationship. but—

he has a habit, a very up-and-close habit. kissing. or as he sees it "showing his love to someone he loves" this is mainly nice as everyone likes physical touch from their significant other, but this time it's bad.

very bad.

hearts pounded as you locked lips with sungho, his plump lips glossed with a thin layer of spit as the two of you were making out. his slender fingers playing with the ends of your shirt. kissing was a very normal thing to do every day as you couldn't help but melt into a puddle every time sungho pouted at you. you disconnected with sungho and stared into his eyes, such loving and doting eyes that could make you fall in love with him all over again.

suddenly you feel his lips against your neck, giving you chast kisses down to your collarbone. "we have to go soon, sunggg.." you huffed out as you watched him continue to kiss you. "just give me a sec, wanna give you more kisses.."

his lips sucked down on your neck. you didn't mind this as you were in the moment.

soon after the kisses were done and you were ready to go to college that's when you realized what happened. "sungho. what did you do to my neck??" you froze, only looking at the mirror in front of you. "i didn't know it was gonna bruise up like that.." he was referring to a hickey on your neck.

park sungho just gave you a hickey... ! when you were about to campus.

"i'm dead. i'm fucking dead sungho." you muttered, surprisingly sungho caught what you said. "maybe just cover up? or maybe put makeup on it?.." he advised you, but you frowned. sungho's hands clasped onto yours as his eyes looked into yours, showing pure empathy and anxiousness. "y'know i didn't mean to do this to you, right? i'm sorry babe, i just got too into it." he apologized.

a sigh fell off your lips as you looked back at sungho. "it's fine, uhm, i can just wear a sweater." sungho nodded at your response, feeling bad about the hickey on your neck. "you better not feel bad right now sung, it's just a silly hickey. 'ts isn't gonna kill me!" you chuckle while zipping your sweater up.

sungho didn't say a word and placed his arms around your waist, pulling you into his embrace. "i'm just so sorry." he whispered into your ear. "i know you are, and it's okay!!" you reassured him.

your hands gently picked up your bags and headed straight to the door. "you better not be sad when i come back sung!!" "i won't, okay?" you nodded to his response and opened the door.

"just so you know though —"

"you're on a kissing ban, till this thing goes away." sungho's eyes widened as you said that with a smile. "NOOOOO" sungho whined, a pout forming on his lips. "i might give you a kiss if you at least help get rid of the hickey." you giggled.

🐰 : sorry if this is bad. I'm trying to get into the groove of writing (TT)

#★ ( SNOOZE !! )#boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor #boynextdoor drabbles #boynextdoor smut #boynextdoor sungho #park sungho #bnd x reader #bnd fluff #bnd imagines #bnd #sungho #boynextdoor park sungho #boynextdoor fluff #sungho fic #sungho x reader #bnd angst #bonedo

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sminiac · 2 months

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oml do you write for bnd? If so, how cuddly do you think the members aree?

💌 — I do omg !!! (Fun fact they’re the first 5th gen group I got into :b)

— SFW :b

⋆ P. Sungho

I’d say he’s more touchy than he is cuddly, not the type to always be hanging off of you or smushed to your side. He sits somewhere in the middle, although he does love having his arm over your shoulders, it makes it easier to pull you into his chest when you’re in public/around other people. He isn’t very grabby himself but he loves having a partner who is! Thinks it’s the cutest when you’re moving to somehow rest against him, when your legs are over his thighs, holding onto his arm as you walk together etc. Also loves a good morning cuddle when he has the spare time, loves rubbing your waist/tummy, kissing the back of your neck and shoulder :,) makes it so hard for him to leave!

Remainder of members under the cut!

⋆ L. Riwoo

A close second to stealing Jaehyun’s placement. Loves being taken care of, loves taking care of you, Cuddles with you in places that are uncomfortable so much that you’d think it’s his favourite, so if you’re ever sitting by yourself anywhere, expect him to be in your lap/draped over you as soon as he knows. When he’s with you he either does not want to be talked to by anyone else but you or he’s in such a great state of bliss that he’s rather chatty.

⋆ M. Jaehyun

Born cuddly, #1 cuddler. Almost impossible to get him off of you. A lot of the time his clinginess leads to unexpected naps together because once he feels your warmth, catches your scent, he’s knocked out regardless of where the two of you are, moves closer in his sleep to curl further into your body’s warmth. Sweet Myungjae, the type to babble sleepily when he’s just too tired to enunciate his words :( a slur of whines mixing in his incoherent voice as he nuzzles and pushes against you. A literal puppy, always asking for just 5 more minutes.

⋆ H. Taesan

I’d say is the most normal abt cuddling with you, he’s not all over you but he always likes having you within arms reach if he can, holding your hand, hand on your inner thigh, your neck, always feeling for you if you aren’t in his line of sight. He’s generally just very affectionate but it’s never suffocating, sometimes being all over each other can be a little stressful and he respects that, there’s healthy boundaries between the two of you so nothing ever feels out of place or unavoidable.

⋆ K. Leehan

Another casual enjoyer of your cuddles, he loves it but he isn’t loud about loving it. Always moves his arm out of the way of your potential spot every time you come walking over so you can make yourself comfy without any struggle, he kind of just… expects it, so when you choose to sit somewhere else that isn’t beside him he’s a little confused. Like ??? You’re always curling up into him but now you want to sit beside Taesan? Immediate betrayal.

⋆ K. Woonhak

Won’t admit it but he can’t get enough of you being all over him. Will yell and complain “No more!” As he simultaneously helps you adjust into a comfortable position so you can get in a good cuddle. Cuddling is never something he talks about wanting, it just happens naturally, the both of your bodies almost gravitate towards each other. He also enjoys really long hugs, especially when you’re coming to visit him on set while mc’ing, it gives him a second to unwind and collect himself again.

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lunicho · 2 months

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just saw ur post about that other guy being a headpusher (sorry idk who he is plz feel free to tell me about him hes hot as fuck) but who do you think in bonedo is a headpusher? for me its leehan and taesan and maybe sungho when he's desperate ^^'

-🐙 anon

send bnd asks to @angeltsan

HI HI it's gunil from xdinary heroes! he's a drummer in their band and they're rlly good i recommend their music and just them in general they're hilarious,, but anywayssss

THIS IS SUNGHO AND LEEHAN SO BAD !!! sungho is such a head pusher, like to me he doesn't even have to be desperate he just really loves to ruin u, he loves to test ur limits and figure out how much u can really take so he's not that rough with pushing your head down but he'll definitely do it,, either that or he'll lift his hips up to get his cock farther down ur throat. he loves to see the tears prick at the corners of your eyes and he loves seeing how tight u squeeze ur eyes shut as u try to take more. leehan on the other hand is so cocky about it, talking about how he knows u can take more,, he's like "i've seen u take more than that, i know you can,, need my help?" and he'll grab a handful of ur hair and push u further on his length, he loves when u get all messy with it too like it turns him on so much.

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taesanrot · 10 days

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[twenty questions] sungho x f!reader | 2.3k words college au, coworkers 2 luvrs, e2l kinda, forced proximity lolz note. thank uuuu to lovely anon who requested this <3 i need to write for sungho more this was sm funnn. nini’s summer writing era starts NOW.

park sungho is an actual fucking dumbass. he decides this as he stares at the newly formed wet spot at the front of your sweater, wincing at the deathly glare you're shooting him.

"you're kidding." you grumble, watching your wide eyed coworker scramble to the bathroom in search of napkins, and perhaps a baseball bat to knock himself out cold with.

for the longest time, you'd been the sole employee at your university's bookstore. it was a small store your uncle owned, and with how many other bookstores that ran in your college town, you didn't have much work to do or much foot traffic to counter.

but with your uncle and aunt travelling to spain for the majority of your semester, they decided to take on a couple more employees in consideration of the fact that you were just one person and the fact that you were starting university.

one of these new employees was none other than park sungho. the first time you met the boy, he was already 10 minutes late to his training shift. you let it go pretty easily though, seeing the panic on his face and the way he explained how he got lost on the way in between heavy breaths.

you found his nervous demeanor pretty cute at first, not to mention his raven hair that draped over his ears and framed his face prettily. sungho, on the other hand, was floored by you.

so floored in fact, that he'd found himself with a pretty bad habit of dropping whatever he was holding or tripping on air when he saw you.

you two had gotten into the routine of always nitpicking each other's mistakes, picking apart any little thing each other messed up. sometimes that was a mislabeled box, a mistake in the cash transactions, or stumbling on the stepladder while shelving new arrivals.

it was like you two were keeping a mental scoreboard of who was the clumsier employee, and most of the time you came out victorious, including today

the day had been nothing but ordinary, both you and sungho a bit bitter to have to be working on a saturday afternoon.

you walked up to the bookstore entrance to see sungho already leaning against the wall next to the door, scrolling on his phone before looking up and noticing you. upon your arrival, he sighed, causing you to turn and look at him as you typed in the security code into the entrance's keypad.

"look who’s finally here." he droned, glaring at your pretty fingers gliding across the buttons.

"oh, shut the fuck up." your eyes nearly rolled into the back of your head as you yanked the door open, nearly whacking sungho with it.

the shift dragged on as usual, boring and uneventful. you'd like to think you mentally jinxed it when you were smiling to yourself at how well the day was going. because less than a second later, sungho's chest was in your face and his cup of water from the break room was spilling onto you.

you didn't get the chance to hear what he had to say, groaning and tugging off your sweater and stomping into the break room.

after the whole water cup incident, sungho had definitely taken the brunt of the tormenting today. checking the time, he sighed and stretched out his arms. the final few shoppers were filing out and he followed behind them to lock the door after, tapping on the keypad and listening for the familiar beep and click.

cracking his knuckles, he walked behind the counter to begin closing the registers while you, now in just a tshirt, cleaned up around the store.

it was still light and balmy outside, the last rays of the sun resonating through the clear sky and casting a pinkish purple glow into the store, as you slowly found yourself squinting to read the section labels and book titles, you called out to sungho.

"sungho, it's dark, turn on the lights."

"yeah, yeah, whatever" sungho rolled his eyes even though you couldn't see him, leaving the front desk to find the light switch. you scoffed at his sarcasm, using the flashlight of your phone to illuminate your workspace.

"uhhh, y/n?" you looked toward the direction of your coworker's voice in confusion, wondering why the lights hadn't turned on yet. groaning, you hoisted yourself up to go find him, figuring that he simply couldn't operate a light switch.

"i swear to god if you're seriously getting bamboozled by a light switch--" your voice faded off as you found sungho and the switches, realizing all of them were flipped on.

"what the fuck is going on?" you asked, pushing the boy out of the way to properly look at the switchboard.

"i wish i fucking knew, y/n" he retorted sourly, clicking his phone open to check his texts. as you turned around to glare at him, you noticed his eyes widening at one of his notifications.

"what happened?" you inquired nervously, not particularly comforted by sungho's dreary expression.

"there's a fucking power outage." you groaned loudly in response, before your face blanched white.

"the back door." you stated monotonously, causing sungho to tilt his head in confusion.

"what about it?" he mumbled.

"whenever the power goes out, the emergency alarm system engages and it automatically locks all of the doors."

"does that mean-" sungho's question was interrupted as you bolted over to the back hallway. the boy stood in confusion, listening to the sound of your yanking the doorknob and kicking the back door.

"it's locked!" you yelled down the hall. sighing as you retired yourself to the break room. sungho joined you soon enough, not quite sure what else to do with himself.

"the generator will probably start up in a bit, we can just wait until then." you sighed out and sat down in defeat, laying your head down on the break room table.

maybe if i close my eyes and fall asleep this will go by quicker.

sleep was immediately out of the question, though, as the lack of heating sent a chill up your arms and legs. you really should've brought an extra sweater.

sungho watched your figure from the break room couch, looking back down at his phone to check the time. he sighed, shrugging off his jacket and moving over to you.

"here." you looked up to see the broad shouldered boy's jacket in front of you, hanging off of his outstretched hand.

"sungho, i'm fine."

"no, y/n you're shivering. plus it's my fault you're cold anyways. and come sit on the couch, it's warmer than sitting by the window." you met his eyes hesitantly as you grabbed the hoodie from his hands. slipping your arms into it, you sighed in relief as the boy's warmth encased you.

"thanks." you smiled and stood up to move and sit on the couch. sungho followed you quietly.

sitting on separate ends of the couch, an uncomfortable silence fell between the two of you. you didn't particularly want to kill the time scrolling through your phone, afraid it was going to die. looking over at sungho's side profile, you thought about how you've never really talked to him other than your stupid banter.

as if he'd read your mind, the boy turned to you.

"wanna play 20 questions?" you giggled at his silly inquiry.

"what?"

"don't you want to get to know your fabulous coworker better?" he smiled and held his chin in his hands dramatically, making you laugh again.

"sure."

over the past 15 minutes, you learned that you and park sungho liked the same music, had the same favorite show, and had fairly similar majors.

"how have i never had a class with you?" you breathed out in between giggles.

"actually, we have bio together." sungho spoke nervously, wondering what you were going to say next.

"no fucking way. you're lying." you stared at him blankly, reeling from shock. how had you never noticed him? why didn't he say anything? for a reason you couldn't decipher, it made you sad to think he might've avoided you in class.

"i'm serious! i'll show you my schedule." sungho exclaimed as he fished his phone out of his pocket. you moved over on the couch to sit next to him and peer over at his phone screen.

"why didn't you say anything?" sungho's cheeks flushed red, not that you could see it in the dark anyways, the whole room lit up dimly by the evening light.

"i don't know. i was nervous i guess." he spoke quickly, stuffing his phone back in his pocket and fiddling with his thumbs.

the idea of you making sungho nervous made your head spin. was it because you guys always bickered at work? you fought to not delude yourself into assuming it was for any other reason.

you slowly looked down at sungho's thigh that was mere inches away pressing against yours.

hm.

seeing how close he was to you, almost hearing his breathing, you don't know what came over you.

you scooted closer to him, fully letting your thigh rest against his and your shoulder kiss his bicep. sungho sucked in a breath.

this was normal, definitely. you two were just conserving body heat.

"y/n ..." sungho spoke quietly, his voice breaking the thick silence. you turned to meet his eyes just to see him avoiding your gaze.

"what?" you pouted teasingly, fighting not giggle at the way sungho was acting. you brought a hand to his lower thigh, fingers splaying across the thin fabric of his pants. sungho bit his lips and screwed his eyes shut, trying to think about anything other than you touching him.

your lungs and stomach burned as you decided to test the waters further, moving to slide your hand higher up. before you could move your fingers any further, a hand wrapped around your wrist.

"don't..." sungho's eyes bored into you in a way that made your cheeks flush. "don't play with me right now."

the boy's lips were parted slightly, expression almost pained as he breathed shallowly. your lips curled upwards. there was no going back anymore.

"i'm not playing." you whispered. that was all the boy needed to hear; before you could even blink his lips were on yours, hand moving from your wrist to slide behind your neck.

you gasped at the feeling of his plump lips against yours, hands grasping for his chest and clutching his shirt. you shifted to sit on his lap, sighing into sungho's mouth as you felt his other arm wrap around your waist. you swiped your tongue across the boy's lips. they parted immediately, beckoning for you to explore him further.

you moaned softly after feeling his fingers slide into your hair and push your face even closer to him. he tilted his face so he could meet your tongue with his, groaning into your mouth.

shaking your arm slightly, you silently asked him to help you out of your jacket. the boy took the hint immediately, pushing his hoodie down your arms and letting it fall onto the floor behind you.

running his hands up your arms, he broke away from your lips to catch his breath. you watched as the boy under you tilted his head back and sank further back into the couch. he pulled you onto him, letting his wet lips land on the soft skin of your neck.

you melted in his grasp, moaning and bringing a hand up to pull your hair out of the way. reaching his tongue out to taste your skin, sungho's hands pressed into your shoulder blades, holding you close to him. your eyes fluttered shut as you tilted your head back, sighing softly.

sungho ran his hands up and down your sides, groaning into your neck in a way that made you shake. you brought your hands to push at his shoulders lightly. breaking away from your neck with a lewd pop, the boy looked up to meet your half-lidded gaze.

you cupped his jaw with your hands and pulled him to smash his lips against yours. you moved your arms to wrap around his neck as he slid his hands up your shirt, dragging them down your back and sides. you whimpered as his hands ghosted over your boobs.

"can i?" sungho whispered against your lips, hot breath fanning onto your chin. you nodded hurriedly, aching to feel his hands on your skin.

in all honesty, sungho was ready to take you right then and there if you'd let him. luck was not in your favor, though, as the two of you were unceremoniously interrupted a loud whir and blinding light.

pulling away from the dark haired boy, you giggled.

"power's back on." you smiled as you watched the boy underneath you groan out curses. you didn't miss the feeling of something poke your thigh as you got off of his lap, laughing even louder.

...

sungho walked you to your apartment, mumbling that it was too dark for you to go alone.

before you had the chance to walk towards the entrance of your complex, you felt a hand grab your wrist, just like in the break room.

turning and smiling, you took in your coworker's nervous demeanor.

"y/n, i know we kinda got off on the wrong foot, but do you wanna ..." his voice trailed off.

"wanna what?" you played dumb, finding enjoyment in his nervous laughter and pink cheeks.

"hang out? just the two of us?" you smiled and stepped towards the boy, softly placing a hand on his shoulder and leaving a chaste kiss on his cheek. you smiled giddily at sungho as you nodded.

sungho's smile was even bigger as he pulled you in for a hug.

"are you gonna spill coffee on me this time?"

"shut up."

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