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not ok I need a wonwoo rn

just some wonwoo fluff <3 wonwoo x reader // fluff // wc: 438

wonwoo keys in the passcode to your apartment and steps in silently. the lights are off and he deduces that you've gone to sleep. it was late again and wonwoo sighed softly as he removed his shoes, slipped into his house slippers and walked inside, his feet softly padding on the floor.

wonwoo walks to the bedroom and the night lamp illuminates the room, casting a soft yellow glow as you lay in bed, sound asleep. the book you were reading lies forgotten in your hand, your thumb still marking the page as the book stayed in your hand. wonwoo easily deducts that you were attempting to stay up and wait for him until you fell asleep on your own while reading. he smiles to himself softly as he watches you for a few seconds.

wonwoo only notices byeol, his cat, when he steps closer to move the book from your grasp, gently as to not disturb you. byeol, who is curled up by your stomach gently opens her eyes and lets out a small meow, acknowledging wonwoo's presence.

wonwoo takes a quick shower and changes into something comfortable and he sees that you're still deep in sleep. you must have been tired too. he turns off the nightlamp before settling in bed with you.

you're sound asleep when you feel something move, byeol meowing again as she gets up, moving to the edge of the bed. you feel the bed dip and the smell of wonwoo's soap invades your senses. you feel a warm hand reach out for you, wrapping around your body as he gently pulls you closer as you settle your head on his chest.

"you're home", you mumble softy. "sorry, did i wake you up?", wonwoo asks, but when you don't respond, he thinks you've fallen asleep again.

"you're sleeping on my book", you mutter after a minute, furrowing your brows in your sleep when you remember you were reading.

"i put it away", he tells, planting a soft kiss on your temple and you smile, hugging and snuggling closer into wonwoo's warmth and familiar comfort.

"i love you," you tell, those three words slipping from your lips, dancing delicately in the air between you both in the hushed stillness of the night. a smile blossoms on wonwoo's lips in the darkness, his eyes reflecting the warmth of his heart.

"i love you too, darling," he murmurs in response, his voice soft like a tender melody that wraps around you like a comforting hug. wrapped in each other's embrace, you both surrender to the serenity of the moment, falling asleep in each other's arms.

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#jeon wonwoo

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Little jelly bean

tiny baby seungcheol 🍒

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My man☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

Lazy morning.

Wonwoo x reader Synopsis: just a soft thought/drabble thingy with wonwoo. Warnings: like one kiss? And it's just fluff.

Soft morning light peeked through the blinds, painting delicate stripes across Wonwoo's slumbering face. You, already awake, watched him with a silent smile.

His brow was furrowed in the slightest frown. Yet, the peaceful rise and fall of his chest brought a wave of calmness over you.

A stray lock of hair fell across his forehead, and you reached out instinctively, tucking it back behind his ear with a gentle touch.

"Good morning." you whispered, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

The kiss, however faint, was enough to stir him. He blinked sleepily, a slow smile spreading across his face as his eyes met yours.

"Morning." he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

He stretched languidly, his arms reaching out as if searching for you. You obliged, snuggling closer for a moment before pushing yourself to get up for the day.

But a hand snaked around your waist, pulling you back into his embrace.

He pulled you closer, his arms wrapping around you like a warm blanket. The simple act sent a shiver down your spine. "Don't go." he murmured, his voice raspy.

You snuggled back into him, embracing his warmth. "Why, is everything okay?" You asked, your voice laced with concern.

Wonwoo nuzzled his head into your hair. "It is now," he mumbled. "It's off today, we're all taking a break."

Relief washed over you. Knowing he wouldn't have to rush off to work filled you with a sense of contentment. This past month had been a whirlwind, and knowing him and the boys were finally free to relax brought a smile to your face.

Besides they rarely had lazy days together anymore, and the thought of spending one with him, with no schedules or deadlines, made your heart sing.

"So, what do you want to do today?" He asked, resting his head on the crook of your neck, sighing softly.

"How about," you murmured, your voice drowsy, "we don't do anything at all?"

Wonwoo smiled. "Sounds perfect to me." he agreed, pulling the covers over you.

#jeon wonwoo

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CUTEEEEEE

a chance encounter

pairing: seungcheol x fem!reader

word count: 1560 (oops)

warnings: misogyny

The waves rise and fall over and over and over as the wind grows stronger. Your nose is red and you've lost feeling in your fingertips ages ago. 

You had a really bad day. You’re a first-year computer science grad student and while you’ve loved continuing your education, you haven’t been enjoying the lab you’re doing research in. You’re always surrounded by men who constantly think they’re better than you for no reason other than that they’re men. You were working on some code when one of the male researchers came in and accidentally stepped on the cord of the computer causing you to lose over 4 hours of development. You finally exploded. You had had it. You yelled at him asking why he was bothering you in the first place. He just snickered and said that he could’ve written that code in half the time you had. Your professor had heard the commotion and came in to you red faced screaming at the other researcher. Your professor had been quick to take his side, telling you that mistakes happen and that maybe this should be a lesson to you to be more efficient.

You walked out.

Now here you are at the beach a 30 minute walk from campus. You’re just over it. You feel yourself start to cry. What was the point of working hard to get into this grad school if this was how you were going to be treated?

Suddenly a little white dog comes up to you. She plops herself onto your lap and licks your face. You can’t help but laugh, rubbing her behind her ears as you continue crying. You lay your head on her back and hug her close as she stills- almost like she understands that you’re in pain and need a moment of comfort. 

“Kkuma!!! I can’t believe you got out of your leash!”

You quickly and discreetly wipe your face as Kkuma, you assume, turns towards the male voice. She jumps on him and you smile softly. Her owner crouches down to put her leash back on then looks at you. 

You swear your heart momentarily stops beating. You’re face to face with the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen in your life. 

“Hey I'm really sorry about Kkuma, she usually doesn’t make it a habit to jump on strangers like that” He smiles sheepishly.

“It’s alright, i think i needed those hugs and kisses from her” you say as you reach towards her to pat her on the head. 

“I’m Seungcheol by the way.” He grins and you see two deep dimples and feel yourself blush as you process just how handsome he is up close.

“I’m Y/N”.

“Are you alright? You don’t have to tell me about it but if you want some company, we’d be glad to stay here with you” gesturing to Kkuma who was happily sitting at Seungcheol's feet.

You feel so connected to Seungcheol that you tell him all about your problems. Seungcheol listens intently, making you feel validated for the first time in a while. When you’re done, you sit in silence, feeling much better. Suddenly, you’re embarrassed. You just ranted into some hot stranger’s ear about your silly little problems for way too long. You start profusely apologizing for wasting his time not realizing how much the night has progressed.

Seungcheol immediately interrupts you. 

“Y/N.”

The way he says your name sends shivers down your spine but you ignore the feeling and look at him. 

“Do not worry about it, I’m serious. I know how important it is to have someone to talk to and I’m glad I could be here for you. I seriously think you’re a badass for putting up with all those terrible people in your lab, but I also think you should, you know”

He pauses trying to choose his words carefully.

“I think you need to stand up for yourself. I know it’s easier said than done but from what I’m hearing, you’re just as smart if not smarter than all of them so give them a piece of your mind! Afterall, you wouldn’t all be in the same lab if you didn’t have an equal level of intelligence and expertise.”

You’re stunned into silence. You didn’t think he was listening that closely to you- enough to offer you some genuine words of encouragement. 

“You’re right.” you sigh.

“I need to stop letting them walk all over me”

You look back at him and smile. “Thank you for listening Seungcheol, it means a lot. I feel like I don’t get to talk to many people about this.”

You shiver and realize just how cold it actually is. 

Seungcheol takes off his jacket and puts it around your shoulders.

You immediately protest. “No wait, aren’t you going to be cold!?!?!”

“I’ll be fine, please take it.”

You happily oblige, wrapping his jacket closer around yourself, silently enjoying the strong scent of his cologne. He reaches forward to pet Kkuma and it’s only then that you see the size of his arms. You feel yourself blush again for the nth time tonight. You quickly look away before he realizes but unbeknownst to you, he did in fact notice. He smirks to himself and turns back towards you. You’re looking towards the water and he gets to silently take in your beauty. 

You were stunning he thought as he immediately noticed you from afar. He had been so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t realize Kkuma had gotten out of her leash and was running towards you. He didn't know his little sidekick had his back. Now he was sitting with the prettiest girl ever, who also didn’t seem to recognize him. He felt so at peace, just sitting with you and Kkuma on the beach under the cloak of darkness. 

He wanted to stay with you like this forever. 

He broke the silence first asking if you wanted to grab a quick bite to eat. You didn’t want your time with him to end so you quickly agreed. 

Seungcheol stood up first and offered his hand to you. You stood up and only then did you perceive how tall he was. He scooped Kkuma off the ground and the three of you began your journey to a little hidden gem as Seungcheol called it. 

You have a wonderful time at dinner. You learn that Seungcheol is a whopping 5 years older than you and lives around the area with Kkuma and his brother. You notice he avoids your questions about what he does for work but you don’t pry. 

You also can’t help but notice how the waiters are quick to be at Seungcheol’s side the moment he has a request. 

You excuse yourself to use the restroom before you leave and on your way out, you see two girls talking to him excitedly. He signs something they’re holding and bids them a good night.

Now you’re just confused.

Is Seungcheol famous or something? 

You join him again and ask him about the girls. He smiles sheepishly and looks at Kkuma dozing off next to him before he answers you. 

“I’m…. not sure how to say this.”

All the confidence that seemed to exude from his body the whole night has disappeared.

“Uh. Have you heard of the Kpop group Seventeen?”

You’re vaguely familiar with some of 3rd gen Kpop so you nod.

“I’m in Seventeen. I’m an idol.”

Your eyes widen and you’re stunned into silence. 

Seungcheol is an idol? But more importantly, he’s an idol and hanging out with you?

He’s watching you closely, nervous for your reaction.

“That’s so cool! I need to check out Seventeen more! I seriously hope I didn’t bore you the whole night or take away from your resting time” you ramble. 

The two of you stand up and head out, Kkuma in his left arm. He places his right arm around your shoulders and assures you you could never be a bother. 

“You know, I actually saw you before Kkuma came up to you. I thought you were really pretty but didn’t want to bother you but luckily my trusty little lady felt like saying hi to you.”

You thought you were done blushing tonight. 

Seungcheol stops and puts Kkuma down. He places both of his hands on your shoulders and looks so deeply into your eyes, you feel like he can see into your soul. 

“I’m a very busy guy. I love my job so much but it takes a lot out of me and has prevented me from doing things a guy my age might typically do. I haven’t been in a long term relationship in over 7 years but I really really like you. I’ve enjoyed our night together and would love to take you out on a proper first date if you’ll have me. I want to try this with you.”

You pull Seungcheol into a hug and feel him tighten his arms around you. You slightly pull apart and look at each other. You press a soft kiss to his cheek and then whisper in his ear

“I’d love to go on a date with you”

You feel him smile. 

You stand there for who knows how long in each other’s arms with the prospect of a date in the near future.

A/N: I hope you enjoy!! I'll def be making a part 2 for this couple!! Comment below if you have any ideas!

#choi seungcheol

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Svt with a high maintenance girlfriend, thank you <3

Ot13 seventeen : high maintenance girlfriend

Ceecee note - I literally don't know a lot about high maintenance girlies because I literally am too lazy to get stuff done even though I love doing it all and being a girlie lol so forgive me.

seungcheol : literally doesn't expect you to be any other way. if you weren't high maintenance before, he'll spoil you enough to be so eventually we all know it

jeonghan : he's equally high maintenance so the both of you better be rich or he be stealing cheol's money for you both

joshua : he is a man from LA with a J name I think he can really afford a high maintenance girlfriend. Secretly actually prefers that. Just because mindful that he's still The Bitch in the relationship you cannot take his spot.

Junhui : lowkey finds you tiring but simultaneously loves spoiling you. "Oh you want to get your nails done? AGAIN?? you just got them done! No problem tho I wired you $300 enjoy babe 😘😘"

Soonyoung : loves spoiling you in a way where he comes to all of your expensive appointments and shopping and likes yo personally pick your nail and hair and dresses

Wonwoo : I think he doesn't even notice you are high maintenance until his friends point that out. He's like "oh don't all girls like to get their things done like that?"

Woozi : on the outside he shows that he doesnt care as much about spending money on your maintenance but it secretly turns him on. To flex his money on your beauty. His black card has its first home in your wallet not his.

Minghao : this man is dressed up in Gucci and Versace all day long so I think he'd be really proud of a girlfriend who's the same. An equally high maintained couple going to get their nails and hair done together all the time that's you.

Mingyu : highkey intrigued by everything you do. He's that typa man. Would randomly show up at your saloon one day just to see how you get your manicures and pedicure and body spas done. Loves how you always get so happy after you've got it all done.

Seokmin : what's the use of him earning as much as he does if he can't spend it on you? Feels so entitled when you are by his side because of how strong your aura is with your luxurious looks.

Seungkwan : complains and pouts about you spending more time in the saloon than you do in his arms. Starts insisting you book home appointments just so he could cuddle by your side as you get all of your shit done and successfully make the aesthetician uncomfortable with the strong couple energy.

Vernon : I think he secretly knows a lot about manicures and pedicures and nails and hair and spas because of how close he seems with his sister so he just loves spoiling you like that and see you be all fresh and happy afterwards.

Dino : I feel you're gonna have to explain him why you need to get so many things done and why you gotta buy so many skincare and then he has that invisible question mark on his head everytime you go on and on talking about why you need it and all the other beauty details and why you love it ykwim

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the mullet t does things to me…

just one kiss

pairing: wonwoo x fem!reader

word count: ~600

warnings: implied smut

Wonwoo finishes up in the bathroom and walks into your bedroom. You’re trying to finish your essay due in two days so you could spend quality time with your boyfriend. Wonwoo has been in and out of the country for almost three months straight promoting their upcoming album. 

Wonwoo peels his shirt off, preferring to sleep without it on most nights. He walks towards you, wraps his arms around your shoulders, and rests his chin on your forehead. 

“Go away, I’m not done yet” you say without looking at him.

Wonwoo pouts and hugs you tighter. 

“Darling, you’ve been working on this essay for hours! Can i at least have a kiss?”

You roll your eyes as you turn around to face him. 

Wonwoo’s hair is much longer, flowing past his ears and the base of his neck. You decide that you like this mullet look on him. He's also bulked up a lot more since the last time you saw him. Your eyes drift from his big strong arms, to his buff chest, admiring his beautiful figure.

“My eyes are up here, love” he smirks.

Your face burns.

He puts both arms on either side of your chair effectively trapping you in. He leans down closer until he’s by your ear. 

“Just one kiss please” he whispers. 

You feel goosebumps rise across your skin. You sigh and decide to give in, tilting your head upwards towards his face. He rests his forehead on yours before he quickly peels his glasses off. Now you can see every detail of his face so clearly. You can count his eyelashes with how close together your faces are. He moves his hands to cup both sides of your face, leaning in to finally give you a kiss. It’s pretty tame at first but soon enough, you feel his tongue push against your lips. You part them and he goes all in the kiss suddenly and rapidly becoming more and more heated. You raise your hands to gently grip his forearms as everything gets messier. 

You break apart and Wonwoo immediately moves to place gentle kisses along your neck- tangling one of his hands in your hair. You close your eyes and place your hands on his shoulders, softly sighing. He’s being gentle until he reaches your sweet spot. Your moans spurs him on and he sucks lightly but enough to leave a faint mark. Your head feels fuzzy. Wonwoo is so warm. His body wash invades your sense of smell. You can’t remember why you were being so difficult. This kiss is everything you’ve wanted.

You feel yourself being lifted from your chair as Wonwoo tosses you over his shoulder. Gripping the back of your thighs, he closes your laptop and turns off your lamp. You put up no resistance. He throws you on the bed, your back hitting the cool sheets, your hair flowing against the pillows.

Wonwoo loves having you like this. You’re so beautiful. He can’t believe you’re his. After his hectic schedule, his heart always swells knowing that he has someone waiting for him at home. There’s purpose in returning. Purpose in being a better man. 

While he cherishes soft moments like this, his body is reacting to you in ways that are far from soft. He can’t help but groan as he leans over your body, once again trapping you against him. You whimper as his kisses trail from your chin to your neck- this time his hand is traveling under your shirt, gripping and carressing the skin that ultimately belongs to him. Your hands are rubbing against his chest, eventually coming to rest on his biceps. You open your tightly closed eyes and are met with Wonwoo’s pitch black eyes full of lust.

Oh, he’s having his way with you tonight. 

Just you wait.

A/N: screamed as i wrote this, i love wonwoo and his mullet and everything abt him

#jeon wonwoo

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S.COUPS The Musical Heirs #1

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WONWOO :: MAESTRO mv teaser🎼

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STPP THJS IS SO CCUYE

Hiiiiiiiiiii!! I love your work, and I get so excited whenever i see one of your posts pop up 💗💗

Idk if you'll be able to do anything with this, but this was just a random thought I had after a very real experience at the gym but

What about reader getting intimidated by a member bc of their muscles/height? Like maybe they're friends or in a relationship, and it's just like a cute sweet little moment (i can see this with anyone in svt tbh, but obv gym line would be best)

It's okay if you don't wanna do this! I just thought I'd throw it out there lol

Anyways, I hope you have a great day/night!!!!! 💖

you're so cute anonie !! thank you so much for reading my works, and i'm so glad to bring you joy with my silly posts ! but i totally get what you're saying, whenever i go to the gym without my friends, i'm so intimidated by the big guys so i get you ! plus i looove it whenever someone comes in my inbox to let out some random thoughts like that, keep doing that please !!

and to this screams MINGYU, who is so tall and big, but sometimes forgets how impressive it can be for other people. he sees you struggling to reach the bar of one of the machines because you're too short, and he runs to you to help you pull it down. you shyly thank him, and he goes back to his workout, but he cannot help stealing glances at you whenever you're at the gym at the same time as him. and sometimes, he catches you also looking at him but you always turn your eyes away and he doesn't understand why.

but mingyu doesn't want to annoy you during your workout, so he doesn't say anything. except that one day he sees you preparing to squat and he comes by quickly and asks you if you need someone to spot you. he's so cute with his cheeks all red that you cannot say no.

from this moment on, the two of you keep talking and you become his gym crush immediately. he already thought that you were insanely pretty, but now he's also aware that you're the sweetest human on earth and he's smitten by you. some weeks after you grew closer and started to workout together, he will start to wonder why you didn't approach him sooner.

"do i look like a bad guy ?" you giggled at his little joke, shaking your head. "not, that's not it. but you're… well, you're quite impressive." mingyu seemed so surprised you couldn't help but laugh again at how dumbfounded he was. "impressive ? me ?" - "don't play dumb gyu, you're so tall and big, it's a little intimidating at first."

mingyu tries to process the information for a moment, as he didn't think he could've impressed you just because of his size. but for some reasons, it fuels his ego and it feels good to know that he must also look dependable because he wants you to ask for his help everytime you need it.

"do you still find me impressive ?" he questioned, honestly curious about your answer, but he also had other thoughts in mind. "physically ? yes, don't think i didn't count how much you can bench press. but i also know that you're very sweet, and cute, and you take good care of me, so how could i be intimidated ?"

a soft smile takes over mingyu's face as he leans in, getting closer to you until your lips are only inches away. "does this intimidate you ?" - "no… not at all." this time, you take it upon yourself to make a move and kiss him softly. you can feel his lips stretching in a big, gummy smile against yours. and you can't help the giggle you let out when he looks you in the eyes, his forehead resting against yours, his eyes letting you know everything you needed to.

#kim mingyu

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he’s so bf in those pics cry

low quality screenshots, i'm sorry

"hey, babe", vernon says with a sleepy voice. "is everything okay?"

"yeah...", you murmur on the other side of the line. "i just... i wasn't feeling well... i don't know".

vernon hums, still lying on his bed. "you wanna talk about it?"

his voice is muffled by a yawn, and your heart breaks. he must be so tired, what are you doing?

"no. you should go back to sleep, nevermind, i'm sorry i called you".

"hey, it's okay".

you don't see, but vernon gets up on his elbow in bed, hair pointed everywhere, face swollen from sleeping. he doesn't care that he's awake now. you're what matters to him.

"talk to me", vernon says in the lowest voice he can manage.

it's 2:37am. you shouldn't talk, you should be sleeping. vernon should be sleeping. still, you open your mouth with an "i don't know..." - and suddenly, it's only you and vernon, talking into the night.

#vernon chwe

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my little meow meow

Cute Wonwoo 😙

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seungcheol ipad

my ipad kid seungcheol 🍒

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so down bad for him

ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ #4

PAIRING: Kim Mingyu x f! Reader

WARNINGS/CONTENT: Possessive!Mingyu, Cum eating, use of handcuffs, dacryphilia, overstimulation, unprotected sex, subspace, daddy kink.

WORDCOUNT: 1.1k

A/N: I would like to apologize for not posting the whole week y'all, but I hope this is good! (Although I'm quite insecure about this)

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Mingyu's hand had a possessive grip over your waist, his other wrapped around the back of your neck pulling your lips into his. His lips moved furiously against yours. You wince in pain when his teeth nibble down on your lower lip. Your wrists are soon confined in between his thick fingers.

He pushes you against your wall, mumbling ‘mine’ after every kiss he meets your lips with. His tongue intertwines with yours, desperate to taste every inch of you. Your nostrils flare slightly from short of breath while your pants interrupt your make-out session.

Mingyu finally pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your parted lips. His hand which gripped on your wrists – now came down to squeeze your ass rather aggressively. Before retrieving to come down harshly on your clothes butt. “Did you perhaps forget who you belong to, princess?”

A reply barely reaches your brain when you are thrown over his muscular shoulders. His smuscles constricted under your skin – arousal pooled in between your thighs from the movement.

Placing you down on the bed, Mingyu was fast in pushing your body down with his – while his lips worked their way from your jawline to the sweet spot on the flesh of your neck. His tongue glided over the mark his teeth bit, eliciting pleasure like current through your body. The pleasure coaxed your mind into turning hazy as your eyes closed due to the blissful feeling.

But you're immediately pulled out of your maze by Mingyu tugging your head back, a loan gets caught in your throat. “Aren't you enjoying this a little too much? We should take care of it shouldn't we?”

No sooner did his sentence come to an end than a clank was heard. You feel the metallic confining feeling around your hands – your mind barely comprehends the said action. His hands come down from your wrists to your jaw, squeezing your cheeks lightly causing your lips to pucker.

A sudden jolt of pain ripples from your pussy – making you realise his thick fingers slapped down on your clit roughly. “Who do you belong to? Who does this pussy belong to?” His tone was authoritative, coaxing you into obeying. “Yours” Another slap comes down on your pussy, “Gonna make sure you remember that well.” His tone turned more dominating, his middle finger sneaking in between your folds. He rubs circles on your flesh, causing slick to leak out.

You chant his name loudly when the pads of his fingers rub your clit at a faster pace, your hands thrashing to grasp onto his biceps, like you usually did, but only for a whine to fall off your lips due to the failed attempt. Mingyu’s lips stretch into a menacing grin, as his other hand comes down to slap your pussy yet again.

The pain mixed with the pleasure, and the overwhelming pleasure had you cumming on to his fingers in no time. Your back arches from the pleasure circulating through your nerves, but the sight of Mingyu pulling his fingers away from your pussy to lick off your cum coating his fingers with his eyes intently staring into your eyes – swiftly has your juices pooling again.

It didn’t take long for Mingyu to notice the way your hole needily fluttered around nothing – drawing a mocking chuckle from him. His index and middle finger didn’t resist the urge to bury themselves in between your walls again. “Daddy-” a choked sob from your own throat stopped your sentence when his fingers started moving relentlessly in you. Mingyu hums, as if asking you to complete your sentence when he obviously had you falling apart around his thick fingers.

“What is it, love?” If you were in your right conscience – meaning if you weren’t about to squirt all over your boyfriend’s fingers – you would’ve slapped his shoulder for the feign curiosity in his tone. But the nickname rather pushed you down to your headspace. Tiny tears prick at the corner of your eyes when his fingers pumped faster in you, bringing you to your second orgasm faster than you could process the first one.

A drawl of his name followed by a loud whine was enough for Mingyu to uncuff your hands without a thought. He brings your almost bruised wrists to his plumpy lips. Pressing light feathery kisses before, he pulls away.

You had been floating in your pleasurable bliss to notice Mingyu had gotten rid of his pants and boxers until the feeling of the tip of his cock prodding against your entrance brought you out of your trance. “Let’s see how many rounds you can go before you turn into a whiny mess again.”

His husky voice, his large hands caressing your sore muscles and his veiny cock rubbing against your wet folds already had you turning into a whiny mess.

Mingyu barely gave you a warning before he slammed into you with a push, making your throat go dry and a breathy gasp to replace your whiny whimpers. Beads of tears swarmed in your eyes – you barely had a thought swimming in your head as his relentless thrusts turned you into nothing but a babbling mess.

His long fingers intertwined with your hair, pulling you up to smash his lips into yours. His movements were fast and rough but also possessive. His hips collided against yours to fill the room with skin-slapping noises.

Pulling away, Mingyu dragged his tongue across your cheek, groaning at the salty taste of your tears. “Fuck- your tears make me want to fuck you harder till all you can do is shed those pretty tears for me.” His words had your back arching as your walls clamped around him – cumming around his cock.

Mingyu groaned at the feeling of having his dick coated with your hot cum, his movements turning impossibly faster, forming a white ring around the base of his dick. But within a few minutes, he came inside you, filling you up to the brim with his cum.

Pulling out, a long stripe of white cum connected his dick to yours while the sight of cum leaking out of you had him cursing out.

Your head was back on the pillow, loud pants from both of you resonated throughout the room. He leaned down to peck your lips ever so softly, while his length slowly slid back inside you.

Your eyes widened from his action but Mingyu only drowned out any protest with a long kiss. Pulling away from your lips, a smug grin was painted on his face. “We’re not done till my dick is imprinted on your walls that you feel it for weeks.”

©️ WOOYOUNGMYBELOVEDHUSBAND.

#kim mingyu

[dearxia]

MY BABYYY😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭AAAUUUVHHHHHH UR MG BABY UR MY BABY AND I LVOE U SO MICH😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢AUAHGHHH GOD

HE LOOKS THE SAME, Im devastated

[dearxia]

I LOVE THEM WIRJ ALL MY HEART 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

can we get an update on terrifyingly innocent couple 👉🏽👈🏽

pairing: seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: a great deal of fluff, mild angst, terrifyingly!innocent couple

warnings: mildly suggestive bc seungcheol -

wc: ~1.5k

a/n: pls read this drabble first to understand the concept of this one!

. . . .

"Beautiful, beautiful!"

A series of shutters go off as the photographer clicks his camera, moving in close, then far, close, then far again. Your cheeks growing sore from the constant stiff smiling, a piece of you wonder if he captures anything coherent with how much he shifts.

"Can you guys move a little closer?" the shoot director shouts, commanding more than she's asking.

Awkwardly, you do as your told, shuffling your bum forward until you're nearly knee-to-knee with Seungcheol. Without being asked, he reaches for your hand, gently letting it rest in his palm as he tries to peer at you. You can sense his concern - this is your first shoot after all, but the director doesn't seem to feel the same.

She let's out an excited squeal at the gesture, "Amazing! I love it - that is perfect!"

Seungcheol chortles softly, the corner of his pink tinted lips twitching up a little at the compliment.

"You're a natural, Mr. Choi," you tease quietly.

He tilts his head up and you mirror him, eyes meeting and holding. A few flashes pass by the two of you, but neither of budge, merely lost in one another.

if you're being honest, every time you're faced with the fact that this man sitting in front of you will be your legal husband at the end of the month, it leaves you feeling aghast and breathless. Despite the number of years you've been together, grown together, and matured together, it's surreal that the Choi Seungcheol will be your legal husband in the next seven months. Of course, your union shouldn't change the nature of your relationship, but it marks a milestone and next chapter to be written, now in both of your lives, interwoven messier than before.

Seungcheol reaches over and tucks a loose strand of hair behind your hair. He let's his fingers linger, the pads tickling along the lines of your jaw before he reaches your chin, which he takes between his pointer finger and thumb. He gently tilts your head back and you let him; he grins and you fight your won, the both of you knowing what's to come.

"Mrs. Choi," he whispers.

Seungcheol leans in, adjusting his head so his lips can slot easily into your own. He captures you in a soft kiss. It's simple and unwavering, what seems like the simple act of touching lips for the purpose of the photo, you figured. Nonetheless, it's not filled with his usual fury, but your heart can't help but swell. You feel equally loved as when he kisses you hungrily behind closed doors.

Seven months seems so far away, but weeks were passing by quickly. Afternoons after work were filled with final dress fittings for you and your bridesmaids; evenings occupied by the two of you selecting final center pieces and floral designs. Meetings with your wedding planner became more frequent. More recently, your original caterer fell through, so you and Seungcheol have been spending every few days at tasting appointments. Being with him feels like an enigma: time moved slow and fast all the same; it became irrelevant even, if you dared.

"And cut!" the director announces the end of this segment.

There's a round of applause that shakes you from your daze, slowly parting from Seungcheol. There's one last shutter that goes off, capturing your sheepish state and the loopy grin now painting Seungcheol's face.

"I think this is enough for these outfits," the director explains, approaching the two of you. Seungcheol halfway in extending a hand to help you up. "If you want to go change and touch up your makeup, we'll get started in another fifteen minutes?"

Seungcheol nods politely, "Sounds good."

You echo his response, but before you could say anything more, he leads you off set. He walks hastily for reasons you're not sure. You throw a quick look back behind you - no one seems to follow.

Your dressing room is shared, two separate tables for makeup and two separate racks of clothes on either side of the room for you. There are makeshift screenblockers to allow you to change in private - not that either of you haven't seen each other before, but for the sake of makeup artists and stylists.

"Seungcheol, we should wait for the -"

Your fiance whisks you inside, slamming the door shut and pressing you up against it. He doesn't wait another second to lean over and capture your lips in his once more. You're stunned at first, but quick to follow suit. This kiss feels more familiar; Seungcheol kisses fervently and deeply. He doesn't waste a breath, nor does he spare space, caressing the base of your neck, his other hand holding your waist as he pulls you close. His lips move languidly as if he couldn't get enough of you.

You gasp softly when the two of you finally pull apart, the sound of footsteps nearing the room.

"That's more like it," he licks his lips savoring your kiss.

"Seungcheol!" you squeaked, cheeks burning.

He raises one of his brows at you teasingly. His expression is quick to drop though, noticing the way you're raising a hand to wipe your lips.

"Hey!" he pouts, reaching for your wrist and pulling it away.

You frown at him. "What the heck?"

He mimics your frown, pulling you into an embrace now. He shrugs innocently, "The photoshoot kiss wasn't quite enough."

"Enough for what?" you press your palms against his chest.

"To show you I love you," he giggles.

"You are so!" you swat at him lightly.

Seungcheol throws his head back in a loud laughter, knowing how much you actually loved, but still pretended to hate his rather frequent declaration of love for you. It makes his heart swell to no end. He was the only one who could make you act this bashful after all these years. A small piece of him is grateful that you've never gotten tired of it.

When the laughter dies down, head resting against his chest, the two of you stay intertwined, swaying to a silent rhythm in the middle of the brightly lit room. The calm and privacy are welcomed - despite all the preparation for the wedding to celebrate the both of you, it feels like you hardly had a moment together to just enjoy one another's presence.

"Seven months," Seungcheol mumbles, "And we'll be married . . . you'll be mine."

"As if I wasn't already?" you chortle.

He squeezes you playfully. "It's different," he sighs, "You'll be stuck with me . . . forever."

You click your tongue against your teeth and wrinkle your nose jokingly, "Well, when you put it that way-"

"No take backs," Seungcheol cuts you off. He plants a chaste kiss on your temple. "You're stuck with me, babygirl."

"I thought I was wifey now?"

"Same difference."

You roll your eyes at his childish antics - though, you don't think you'll ever truly get tired of it.

The sacred moment is fleeting, your makeup artists and stylists barging in and interrupting the moment. They're quick to halt, bearing witness to the obvious intimate moment. Hasty apologies are thrown as they start to shuffle away. One hand still encircling your waist, Seungcheol reassures them that it's fine, gesturing them to their work stations.

Seungcheol plants one last peck on your forehead before you part ways to your designated sides of the room. Fingers lingering, not wanting to let you go, he shoots you a small wink, as if to tell you it won't be long.

You spin around, finding yourself face to face with your makeup artist. She seems startled, her once bored expression changing to one of alarm.

"Is . . . everything okay?" you ask her slowly.

A beat passes before she stammers out, "Y-you . . . have something . . . your lipstick . . . " Her voice trails off as she laughs nervously, gesturing to the left corner of her own lips.

You suck in a sharp breath, hands clamping over your mouth.

Behind you, you only hear Seungcheol guffawing behind the curtains as he changes.

"We didn't do anything," the words spill out of your mouth faster than you can catch yourself. "

"Oh!" your makeup artists waves at you, "I-I wasn't assuming anything! And if you did, um, y-you guys are married after all."

"We did do something though!" Seungcheol shouts.

You wish you could melt into a puddle then and there.

"We kissed!" he adds.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you inhale and exhale deeply, asking your crew, tired, "Can we just go get ready?"

Your makeup artists nods, leading you to the chair.

On the other hand, your stylist seems to be enjoying it, smiling and straightening out your next outfit.

"Never change," she tells you, looking over. "I hope the two of you love like this forever."

As annoying as he was, you did too.

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