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gyuphorias · 2 years

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Can I just request soft sex in the backseat of Yeonjuns car after getting caught in a storm and having to pull off the road and wait for it to pass ??

There's currently a huge storm and I'm in the mood for some soft yeonjun

It's fine if you can't though! I totally understand

back roads | c. yeonjun

warnings | afab!reader, use of female nicknames, explicit sexual content (car sex, unprotected sex, fingering - f. receiving, dirty talk, soft dom!yeonjun, riding, spanking, light dumbification, dacryphilia, creampie), light aftercare

word count | 4k

notes | hey nonnie love i'm so sorry this is like weeks late!! hope you like it all the same <3 enjoy my work? consider tipping me on ko-fi!

once you think you've got the strength, you start to move, using his shoulders as leverage to lift yourself up. sse yeonjun was being so pushy and so whiny. i just wanna leave already and i'm too excited and can't we just go now? plagued your morning as you tried to finish packing your bags for the weekend getaway you'd planned together. it wasn't anything fancy, just a few days out of town together after a long, grueling few months.

eventually, you'd given into yeonjun's whining, easily won over by the way he widened his eyes and pouted at you. he's always known how to push your buttons the right way, how to get you to give in and listen to him. you'd finished packing in record time and loaded the car even faster, eager to get on the road with your boyfriend; every second together was precious.

but in your hurry, you hadn't stopped to check the weather. it completely slipped your mind as you and yeonjun raced to throw suitcases and bags into the trunk. even as you'd mellowed out and took a leisurely time to make sure your apartment was secure, you'd forgotten about it. your mind, so preoccupied with the idea of spending a weekend with yeonjun without the risk of being interrupted by something, had tossed away any rational thinking.

so you'd started your journey, blissfully unaware of the massive thunderstorm working its way through the area. and now, you're left wishing you hadn't.

it started as just a couple of raindrops, nothing too serious, as most storms do. but then sprinkling turned into a drizzle turned into a shower turned into a full-blown torrential downpour. with rain coming down in sheets, obscuring the road even just a foot ahead of you, and wind shaking the car, you've had to pull off on the side of the road, some isolated little thing. yeonjun's hands stay on the steering wheel, his elbows locked, and his eyes trained on some invisible spot on what you can only assume is the horizon.

you pull your phone from the console, where it's been charging for the last hour or so, and open the weather app, anxiously waiting for it to load. the weather radar takes even longer to render fully, which is enough to make you think the worst. and boy, is it the worst.

"they're saying this storm's gonna last for an hour," you say, locking the device and pressing the top edge of it against your forehead. you close your eyes and take a breath, trying to will the sadness out of your posture.

"is it gonna let up?" yeonjun questions. you can hear him shifting around in his seat, already getting antsy with inaction.

you shake your head, pulling yourself up to turn and look at him. "no. it's going to be this bad for a while. could even get worse, they think."

you're trying to look on the bright side of things; sure, your trip is delayed for an hour, but you still get to spend time with yeonjun, which is what you wanted in the first place. the storm certainly is a little much, but you'd never complain about being with yeonjun.

it's a blur, though, from how you go from chatting with your boyfriend to making out with him in the back seat of the car. you don't remember any of the small bits, just that one moment, you were talking about work and the next, he was helping you climb over the console to get into the back. you're sure there has to be a makeout session somewhere in the timeline because where your memory picks up again, you're settling into yeonjun's lap and his lips are already distinctly swollen.

"got me feeling like i'm in high school again," he says, his fingers dipping under your sweater.

"yeah?" you ask, pulling the hem of his shirt up over his abs, letting your chilly fingers press against the skin there. "how many times did you take a girl out just to fuck her in the back seat of your car on some back road in the middle of nowhere?"

yeonjun laughs a little, breathy and hot, leaning in to kiss you and then down across your jaw and neck. his hands start working at pulling your sweater and shirt over your head. "never, baby. you're the only one."

when his hands find their way back to your hips and grind you down against him, you can't hold back the moan that leaves you, lost in the rhythmic sound of rain beating at all sides of the vehicle.

"good to know."

yeonjun keeps working his hands and mouth across you in all the right ways, so heavenly and beautiful. you tangle your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, tensing and untensing with the rolls of the pleasure he's bringing you. everything about it feels so right, so even though the storm has effectively ruined any immediate plan, you find comfort in thinking that this was meant to happen in some capacity.

"gonna let me make a mess of you?" he asks, his breath hot against the skin where your shoulder and neck meet. he pulls back to look at you and you feel flushed at the way his pupils are blown out, his cheeks burning red with it all.

you can't help but nod down at him, wanting nothing more but to let him do as he pleases. you've got him to yourself for a long while, so you might as well make the most of this storm delaying your plans.

yeonjun's fingers find no resistance as they slide under the elastic band of your sweatpants, pressing hotly into the skin of your hips briefly while he goes back to marking you however he wants. eventually, they find the band of your panties and they dip into those too, wasting no time in finding your core, already slick with the unbridled need that yeonjun instills in you without even trying to.

"so wet," he says against the column of your throat. "this all for me?"

as he asks it, he presses his fingers up into you, putting a delicious pressure on your clit. you're glad to be straddling him because your knees go weak at the sudden pressure.

"always for you," you manage to get out, fingers curling so tightly into his hair that your nails scratch gently at his scalp.

you can feel him smile against your neck, the rumble of his chuckle as it reverberates through his chest. his fingers work without haste, moving all experimentally and slowly. you want him so bad, but he's got the pace under his control and you're scared to contradict him. yeonjun is notorious for leaving you all high and dry, and with the end of this storm nowhere close, you can't stand the idea of it.

eventually, his fingers finally move to your slit, dragging your slick around before he slides two of them into you. the ridges of his knuckles feel absolutely heavenly, the way they drag against the most intimate part of you as the pads of his fingertips search for that one little spot that'll have you keening for him. it takes him no time at all to find it and he grins up at you as he practically abuses it, using the length of his fingers to his advantage.

"feel good?" he questions, almost mockingly.

his eyes are big and wide with something akin to wonder, like he hasn't had you like this so many times before. it's nice, though, to have him absolutely entranced by the way you wear your pleasure on your face; he always looks so mesmerized by you, as if he isn't the reason you look like this. he smiles when you nod, biting at your lip and whimpering out an mhm.

you drop your hands from his head to his shoulders, your fingers curling into his sweater instead. he's working you up so well, higher and higher without stumbling over himself. in turn, your moans, whimpers, and every little sound in between are growing higher and tighter with every easy thrust of his fingers, every graze against your clit. he must be able to sense that you're getting ever closer to that precipice because he coaxes your mouth into his and lets his fingers work their magic.

"y'wanna come?" he asks you, muttering the words into your mouth, which is open in a silent, broken gasp.

you nod, almost too eagerly, and your fingers twist up his sweater into your fists. "please, please, junnie."

yeonjun smiles, bright and beautiful and breathtaking, as if you had much breath to lend him to begin with. in a rare moment of mercy, he gives it to you without asking for anything in return. during most encounters, he makes you beg, makes you grovel until he's decided you've done well enough to warrant getting to paint his fingers or cock or face with your cum. tonight, though, with you being so clearly distraught about the whole situation, he can't help but treat you like his precious little thing, not wanting to deny you your pleasure.

so he doesn't. instead, he lands a particular pleasurable grind of the heel of his hand against your clit and wraps his free arm tightly around your waist, letting you melt into his embrace. "come on, baby. whenever you want."

it doesn't take much after for you to moan openly, trembling and practically collapsing against yeonjun as your orgasm rushes through you. it's a rapturous feeling, having yeonjun's fingers working you up to and through your high, a primal kind of devastating that only he's ever been able to bring you.

even then, he coaxes you into him, whispers the sweetest things into your ear, convinces you to give him everything you have. and when you have nothing left, he still manages to find a little bit more of everything — more energy, fresh tears, a small expanse of skin that hasn't been marked up, a vocal cord that hasn't been moaned raw yet — and he convinces you to give those to him too.

"gonna be a good girl and ride my cock now?" yeonjun asks when his fingers have finally ceased their pursuit of sending you into a tearful bout of overstimulation. his other hand caresses the back of your neck, a soft curl of fingers around your throat from behind.

you look up at him from your position on his shoulder, your body entirely slumped into his and now searching for ways to truly melt into him. your chest is still heaving with the effort of trying to catch your breath and you're still shaking a little from your orgasm and the overstimulation yeonjun was working you towards just moments ago. still, some part of you finds the ability to nod.

yeonjun, with that grin on his face, helps you out of your now ruined sweatpants and panties. in turn, when he bridges his hips, you shuffle his own sweats and boxers down his legs, except you leave them on, stopping at his knees. you straddle his thighs, now bare, again and shiver at the anticipation of him filling you up. his cock is resting against his stomach, pretty and red and aching, and your mouth waters.

"my eyes are up here," yeonjun quips and your gaze shoots up to lock with his.

he's clearly just joking around with you because sex really isn't ever that serious with him, and when he starts laughing a little, you find yourself joining him. you scoot a little closer and card one of your hands through his hair, pushing it back from his forehead so you have a clear view of his eyes.

"sorry," you say, leaning into him again. "you're just so pretty, junnie. pretty boy with a pretty dick."

yeonjun goes red, but he's fighting hard to keep his cool, dominant exterior. he scoffs and wraps his arms around you, pulling you to sit as far forward on his lap as he can get you. his cock brushes against your clit and you bite back a whine at the feeling. it's been a little too long since you've had him like this, the two of you too busy to have each other, and you're desperate to have him.

"you think so?" he asks, not letting you back away from his playful expression. "you know what i think? i think this pretty cock was made for your pretty pussy. hm? you agree?"

you nod fervently, watching as he stares you down. you can tell it's all going straight to his ego because he grins all wide and wild. you both know he's got you right where he wants you, that he's got you all cock drunk before he's even really done anything, but you absolutely cannot find it in you to care at all because when he lets his big ego take over, you know you're in for a treat.

"yeah? and now you're gonna let me inside, right? take all of it inside you?"

you nod again, lifting yourself enough to give him space. the second he's got himself lined up, you start sinking down on him without a word. you hiss and whimper in tandem, the stretch absolutely divine for the both of you.

"fuck," he whispers, mostly to himself. "fuck, you feel so good."

his nails dig into the meat of your hips, no doubt leaving deep indents. there's not even a little piece of yourself that minds though because you invite every little reminder of him when you share moments like this. plus, you're too busy focusing on taking his cock anyways.

you work hard to bottom out on him, reveling in the tight fit and the warmth of him. everything comes together in one mindbreaking sensation and when you finally get there, it all just multiplies tenfold. you let out the most debauched moan of your entire life, your stomach tightening up already.

"take your time, baby," yeonjun says, his head pressed back against the headrest of the seat, his eyes closed. he worries his bottom lip between his teeth at some points as you squeeze and clench around him.

whatever you're feeling, he's feeling it just as much. and you want to make him feel better.

once you think you've got the strength, you start to move, using his shoulders as leverage to lift yourself up. as you start slowly bouncing on his cock, yeonjun gets vocal and his hands start moving with you. they palm at your sides, curl into your hair to pull you down to kiss him. at some points, he even brings one down on your ass to spank you before kneading the sting away.

but as much fun as you're having riding him as the storm outside beats away at the car, the only shield between you and someone seeing what you're doing with yeonjun, this position isn't doing much to help you out. your legs are starting to burn with the effort of it all and you're having a hard time keeping up.

"need help, jun," you whine, pressing your fingers into the taut muscles of his shoulders. "please?"

"okay, baby," he manages between staggered breaths. "i got you."

his arms wrap around you and pull you into him, doing their best to keep you upright. he helps you bounce on him and he tries to meet you halfway with every movement. they're shallow thrusts, not as fulfilling as either of you want them to be, but they're still getting the job done perfectly fine.

"doing so well for me," yeonjun mutters into your shoulder, his teeth grazing your skin as he speaks. "always do so well for me. my good fuckin' girl, yeah? gonna make me come so hard."

you're obsessed with each other, but the difference between you and yeonjun is that he never gets as fucked out as you do, especially not when he's got all of the control of the situation. so while you're fucking yourself stupid on his cock, he's muttering the most corrupt shit that he can think of into your ear.

his hand comes down on your ass again and you jolt into him, your clit pressing against his pelvic bone for a precious little moment. just that sets off a domino effect of everything else: you moan, clench around him, and he hisses through his teeth before nipping at your shoulder.

"gonna make me fuckin' come, squeezing me like that. that what you want? you want me to fill up your cute little pussy?"

you whine directly into his ear, albeit unintentionally, but it gets the reaction you wanted out of him anyways. he trails bites up your shoulder and neck, leaving little marks in his wake until he's pulling back to look at you in your eyes.

"yeah? should i make you beg for it like i always do? i was kind enough to let you come without it earlier, wasn't i?"

you nod your head, looking at him pleadingly. somewhere in there, you're able to respond with a yes, so nice, but you're not sure how you manage it, not with yeonjun's cock pressing incessantly against that spot inside you. regardless, you're proud of it.

"i think so too, but... you didn't thank me for it, baby."

you can hear the frown in his voice before you even register the expression on his face. he's playing at sympathy because he always does when you've done something wrong, and you're immediately on damage control.

"m'sorry, junnie," you whine, your eyes beginning to water. "you were making me feel so good. i forgot."

your orgasm is just within reach and you're really feeling the effects of straddling yeonjun for so long; you can't afford to beg him for minutes on end just because you forgot to thank him for letting you come earlier. you start pulling out every stop you can possibly think of to get him on your side.

"you saying i fingered you stupid?" he questions, his voice a little condescending. you nod. "you're so cute, baby, but how're you gonna make it up to me? should i make you beg this time?"

you immediately shake your head, dragging your fingernails across his shoulders, across the back of his neck. you let your bottom lip wobble with tears that are begging to be shed. "no, please. i'll be good, i promise. i'll do whatever you want me to when we get to the hotel, jun. please. just wanna come and make you feel good."

"whatever i want, hm?" yeonjun's voice is dangerously even, but you can tell he's working back his moans; you nod your head in response. "you're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart... but how can i say no?"

you breath out a sigh of relief, glad you've staved off his playful anger - for now, at least. you collapse into him for the nth time and let him do all the work. at this point, he's rutting up into you, letting out grunts next to your ear and moaning when you clench around him. when you murmur that you're close, you can feel him chuckle a little breathily.

"yeah? come on then, kid," he says, putting his last little bit of strength into fucking you down onto his cock.

and that's really all it takes to get you to fall apart, a debauched, broken moan escaping you as yeonjun bottoms out in you for the last time. you're sure to let a few words of gratitude go, both for making you come so hard and for letting you do so without begging (all that much), in an attempt to quell some of his fire from earlier.

it's a sweet kind of warmth, that specific feeling of being completely full, that overtakes you as you melt into yeonjun's chest, your cheek squishing against his shoulder as you catch your breath. where yeonjun would usually work you into overstimulation again is the weight of his arms around you, holding you against him as you both draw much-needed air into your bodies.

for a while, it's just you, him, and the sound of rain still pounding against the windows and doors of the car. it's probably the most tranquil you've ever been after having yeonjun fuck you so stupid that you almost forget how to breath. there's just something about being so vulnerable, but somehow still so shielded from the outside world like this that just makes you... wistful.

eventually, yeonjun comes back to life, his hand brushing hair and sweat away from your cheek and temple. he draws in a deep breath and wraps his arm a little tighter around you for just a moment. "sounds like the rain's letting up a little bit."

you tune back into it and realize that he's right. it's still coming down pretty hard, but it's nowhere near as bad as it had been when it started. you nod and pull back a little, your body still feeling a little weak, but yeonjun wastes no time in pulling you back into him, a childish whine leaving him.

"my pretty baby," he coos loudly, pillowing his cheek against the top of your head. "did so well for me."

you playfully groan in disgust and try to push away from him, cringing at his affection. "yeonjun, we have to get cleaned up. who knows when someone's gonna drive by and see us."

he lets you go and turns to pouting, but you can tell that he's just joking around too. "fine! be like that then! thought i was gonna be all sweet and offer to clean you up and get you some new clothes, but you can take care of it yourself!"

"you're such a crybaby," you whine, pulling yourself off of his lap and leaning over to get some napkins.

you offer him a few to clean himself up, which he graciously takes. as you're wiping yourself up the best you can, he leans over the seat to search through your duffle bag, eventually emerging with a new pair of underwear and some shorts. he hands them to you with a kiss to the top of your head.

"you really gonna let me do whatever i want with you when we get to the hotel?" he asks as he's trying to climb his way back into the driver's seat.

the rain has let up significantly now and it's about time for you to get back on the road. you shrug in response before bracing your shoulders against the seat so you can lift your hips and shimmy your underwear and shorts up your legs.

"maybe," you respond coyly, smiling innocently at him when he whips around to look at you. "i'll think about it."

"oh, so you were only saying all that to get me to let you come?"

you roll your eyes and slide back into the passenger's seat, leaning over to kiss him on his pretty pouted lips.

"of course i wasn't! i would never do that to you!"

it's yeonjun's turn to roll his eyes as he captures your lips again before you can lean back in your seat. when you separate and he turns to start driving again, he scoffs.

"you promised though, baby. and i thought good girls don't break promises."

you groan, throwing your head back against the headrest. "oh, you're the worst."

yeonjun laughs and looks over at you, his eyes shining brightly in a newly emerged sun, the pale golden light giving him a halo. you feel a serene warmth fill you and you can't help but smile back at him. he's an angel, after all, and who are you to not share a smile with him?

#yeonjun x reader #yeonjun smut #txt x reader #txt smut #🌕 — full moon #🌕 — txt

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moa-engene-atiny · 2 years

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MOODBOARD MASTERLIST

part 2

* = request # = jo's favorites

ENHYPEN

jungwon

🌱 fluttering wing beats in my heart 🌱

♥️ don't fly away with my heart ♥️

🌱 plants need water, but i need coffee ☕️

🌿 hold my hand when you cross the street 🖤

💭 im afraid it might disappear 🌧

🦋 i cant get rid of these butterflies🫀

🍊 you have stolen my heart // never let it go 🌼

🌙 what if i just hold on for a while / baby there's no drug quite like denial 👟

🖼 you are a masterpiece 🖼 #

🍑 wonderland? no, i was in outer space 👾

🌱 when i woke up, we were together, and i realized it was a dream ☁️ #

⚠️ please swear you'll try to remember me ⚠️

🐑 when your friend is having a hard time, you should be there for him 🐈

🌼 it's like a polaroid love 🐈 #

heeseung

🛹 scraped my knees falling (for you) 🖤

🌳 all my pants are grass-stained 🧺 (with yuna)*

is that a gun in ur pocket or are u just happy to see me? 🩸

🏹 the forest has claimed us as its children 🌳

🌷 i have a confession to make 🍵

🍜 when the world shoves you around, you just gotta stand up and shove back 🌿

☁️ every bed becomes king-sized when you're in it 👑 #

jay

🥂 i do whatever the fuck i want 💙 #

🦢 please don't let this fairy tale come to an end 🐥

🎓 my favorite study topic is male anatomy 👀

🚬 i cant imagine why you didn't suspect me🩸

🌽 everyone has things they can and cannot do. i'll do what you can't do, and you do what i can't do 🐟

jake

🍷 this is a cry for help 🔫

☕️ it's a scientifically proven fact that you are cute 🌙

🌙 sometimes i wonder if it's worth it to be good 🏛

💋 i relive your kisses in my dreams 🎀 #

✨ something tells me you're not from around here... 🛸 #

👄💜 i could write a song about your lips on mine 💜👄 #

🪩 i can hear it callin' from where you are 📞 #

sunghoon

☠️ tfw the (sexy) grim reaper comes to take ur soul when ur hanging out at an abandoned hotel teehee🪦

🪦 how can i help you move on from this mortal plane? 🕊

🤍 why do i always seem to look at you through rose-tinted glasses? oh... maybe it's the wine... 🍷 #

🍊 life is like a pencil that will surely run out, but will leave the beautiful writing of life ⛸

🍷 broken pearls broke my heart 🍓

sunoo

🎨 earth without "art" is just eh 🌏

💣 i like it when you call me mean names ☠️ #

🪦 i go out alone at night hoping you will come for me 🖤 #

🎧 the city feels bigger when you're in it 👟

niki

🛒 who are we supposed to be? 🚨

💡why would i ever want to leave my room? 🛏

🌳 i see the moon reflected in your eyes 🌕

🥟 no matter how hard or impossible it is, never lose sight of your goal 🐙

ATEEZ

hongjoong

💿 i hold onto the corner of an empty room and cry 🌈

💙 blue doesn't have to be lonely 💙 *

🧚‍♂️🌈 every time a baby laughs, a fairy is born 🌈🧚‍♂️*

🏴‍☠️ will you join us? 🗡 #

seonghwa

💄 you obviously have perfect lips 💋

name: park seonghwa age: 23 status: missing #

🍂 if only i were anyone but myself 🖌

🕊 chasing after dreams and chasing after knowledge are not mutually exclusive concepts 📖 *

yunho

✨🌿 honey to the bee that's you for me 🌻✨

☕️ where do you want to go on our next vacation? 📷*

yeosang

🖤 i cant fucking take it anymore 🖤

📚 live life one day at a time 📚

🔪 'til death do us part 👠 *

san

🍰 you've got two choices 🐈*

mingi

💿 there's no truth quite like the one that's a lie 🖤 *

wooyoung

🍦 do you maybe wanna hold hands? ☁️*

🚬 he's a bad boy but a great kisser 🏍 *

TOMORROW X TOGETHER

soobin

😈 which will it be, the horns or the halo? 😇*

📚 meet me in the library at midnight 🕰 #

🔥 everything is fine fire 🔥

🍷 running out of time & running out of wine ⏳ #

yeonjun

🍜 im so hungry; gonky, one may say 🍕

♣️ it's about time to reveal the ace up my sleeve ♠️

🍸 a toast to bitter drinks and sweet lips 🍸 #

beomgyu

🖤 ivory keys and pearly fangs🩸*

🚪 are you sure this is the way? 🚲

taehyun

💼 i've finally found what i was searching for ⛰

ITZY

yeji

🌷 good morning, angel 🌷

🍒 you taste like cherries ❤️ #

💕 tell those butterflies to fuck off 🦋

ryujin

👜 you can take the girl out of the city but you can't take the city out of the girl 🍪

☁️ i know you're jealous of me ☁️

yuna

🌳 all my pants are grass-stained 🧺 (with heeseung)*

STRAY KIDS

bang chan

📞 your call was declined. would you like to try again? ☕️*

📢 one more set; c'mon, you got this! ⌚️

lee know

🗝 no need to be scared, darling 😈

hyunjin

☕️ love ain't a science - because it's an art ✒️*

💋 got paint on my face and in my soul 👟 #

🆘 i'm just a kid and life is a nightmare 🎬

felix

👑 some people are just meant to be golden ⚜️

i.n

💜 was this a good first date? 📷

ONEUS

ravn

🖤 hey babe, you wanna go on a date? 🎧 *

leedo

🌻 thank you for loving me 🖤*

hwanwoong

💿 hey, do you want to hang out with me? ☁️

xion

💙 a dream is a wish your heart makes 🤍 *

🍵 is mint academia a thing? im making it a thing 📚*

NCT

jaemin

♟ i never remember my dreams 🛸 #

ONEWE

dongmyeong

✨ you fell to earth from the sky 💫 #

THE BOYZ

jacob

🎁 it's beginning to look a lot like christmas 🎄 *

eric

☕️ besties can totally hold hands 📸*

sf9

youngbin

🌻 while standing in a field of sunflowers… they were bloomed brighter than any of these sunflowers here 🧺*

taeyang

📷 coffee stained photos and coffee flavored kisses 🌿*

🍎 i adore my little green corner of the world 🌳 *

#master list #masterlist #moodboard masterlist #kpop

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moongods-cb · 2 years

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Simple/Sexy Sunday~

Some of the boys wanted to post teasing pictures and others just wanted to post~ sorry we’ve been inactive for so long!

Yeonjun~⚡️

“Is this sexy enough daddy?” @taeil-redlight-inc

Beomgyu~🌗

“Showers make me feel so much better.. Now I really want gimbap and ramen.. I also find out the gender of the baby soon.. ” @ateezmysterycb @sugardaddybangchan

Taehyun~⭐️

“Flower crowns and stars~ I’m happy today… but I wish I had someone like the others..”

Kai~🌒

“Hehe today is the perfect day to be a brat~ nobody to put me in my place!”

Soobin~🌕

“I really.. really wanna be soft today.. but I also want daddy to bend me over his counter and remind me who I belong too.. because I can’t seem to remember..” @killeryeonjun

Wonho~🌪

“Oops look like I lost my shirt again.. babyboy come help me find it.” @hybrid-ateez-straykids-nct

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vivzie-kpop-cb · 2 years

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Helluva Boss

Blitzo/Ten - Single

Important Tags:

Stolas/Seokjin - Single

Important Tags:

Moxie/Renjun - Single

Important Tags:

Millie/Ryujin - Single

Important Tags:

Hazbin Hotel

Angel Dust/Yeonjun - Dating @kim-theo-oc 🐺 @dreamaristocracycb (Kevin)

Important Tags: @kim-theo-oc (wolfie boy 🐺) @dreamaristocracycb (Kevin 🌕)

Cherry Bomb/Beomgyu - Single

Important Tags:

Alastor/Changkyun - Single

Important Tags:

Charlie/Mark - Single

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hello can i request cockwarming with yeonjunnie? and it suddenly gets wild hehe thank you happy new year!

happy new year!! sorry this is a little late, baby <3

second wind | c. yeonjun

warnings | afab!reader, sexual content (spit play, cockwarming, dom!yeonjun, degradation, unprotected sex, creampie), aftercare

word count | 1.7k

yeonjun is sitting on your couch, busy working on writing a new song, when you slink into the living room, sleepy and seeking his warmth. you had been working on writing a paper for one of your classes that's due soon, but with the clock nearing midnight, your brain was shifting out of academics and into relaation. it also didn't help that somewhere along the way, you'd started craving more of yeonjun than just his embrace.

so without a word, you slide into his lap, facing him, your bent legs bracketing his thighs. he sets aside his notebook and pencil, looking at you and wrapping his arms around your waist. he looks just as tired as you, if not more. the small smile on his face still holds the same amount of warmth and brightness it always does, no matter how exhausted he might be.

"hey, baby," he says quietly, one of his thumbs tracing small lines into your back. "you okay?"

you nod, draping your arms around his shoulders and letting your fingers fall against the nape of his neck. "yeah. sleepy. missed you."

he visibly softens at that, his eyes going all gentle and his breathing easing into a steadier, more even draw. he pulls you into him even more, dipping his nose into the junction where your neck meets your shoulder. "missed you too. i'll just be a little big longer and then we can go to bed."

you nod against him and relax into his body, feeling your joints lose some of the tension from sitting at a desk for hours on end. his hands fall from your back and you can hear him pick his notebook and pencil back up, the scratch of the lead against the paper. it's comforting, the whole these little parts come together to make: yeonjun's elbows bumping against your hips as he writes, his breath at your neck, his body pressed to yours, the sound of him writing.

as you're being lulled to sleep, yeonjun shifts under you, inadvertently rolling his hips against yours and you let out a breathy, barely there gasp that still catches his attention. he pulls back to look at you, his eyes gentle but knowing; he's got you cornered already.

"i thought you were sleepy," he says, a little mocking but not condescending. he's just teasing you, evidenced from the little smile on his face.

"yeah, but..." you trail off, looking away from him and trying to think of what to say next. "want you, junnie."

to punctuate your words and prove the truth behind them, you roll your hips down into his gently. his mouth drops open a bit and he closes his eyes for a moment before opening them again and looking up at you.

"baby, i really don't have the energy," he says apologetically, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth.

you shake your head, eyes a little wide and glassy. you worked so hard all day on school, you just want him. "y'don't have to do anything. just want you inside me."

yeonjun lets out a sigh, his head falling back against your couch as he laughs a bit, shaking his head. "you'll be the death of me one of these days... come on, then."

you stand to shimmy out of your sleep shorts and underwear, letting the oversized sweater you'd stolen from your boyfriend fall over your thighs. in the process, yeonjun has pulled down his sweats and boxer just enough to pull his cock out. he raises his hand to your mouth without a word, expecting you to know what to do. you react immediately, spitting into his palm and watching as he uses it to slick up his cock.

he helps you into his lap and helps you sink onto him, both of you exchanging a breathy moan once he's bottomed out inside you. you get comfortable again, snuggling your face into his neck and reveling in the feeling of being full. he presses a few soft kisses across your neck and shoulder, getting back to his work.

"don't move around too much or you'll have to get up," he says softly, leaning his head against yours.

you nod and practically go limp against him, just happy to be with him like this. you don't want to fall asleep and you certainly don't plan on it, simply taking in the warmth of him and feeling cozy. again, you listen and focus on him and the stillness of the living room, content with just that.

you go good long minutes, maybe fifteen or twenty, without a single movement outside of adjusting your head and arms. eventually, though, your legs start to burn and you can feel your slick pooling and dripping down your legs; if you're honest, it's all getting to be a bit too much and while you usually heed yeonjun's words, you just can't hold back this time.

you shift around, trying to find a position that eases the tension in your calves and thighs, which draws a long hiss out of yeonjun. his arm goes tight around your waist and his chin digs into your shoulder, and you can tell he's trying to hold back.

"thought i told you not to move. why aren't you listening?" he questions.

you don't have to look to know that his eyes are burning with the annoyance of being disobeyed. you don't really blame him either. he'd asked you not to move so that he could focus; it was a simple enough task and you'd messed it up. but annoyed as he might be, you can feel him throbbing inside your cunt and you know he can't be as mad as he portrays himself.

"m'sorry, jun. my legs are cramping, i had to. i'll stop."

but you don't. you've found your second wind from being with him like this and now you want more from him than just having his cock inside you. you want all of him, even if it means making him angry.

you hear the notebook and pencil drop harshly on the coffee table before yeonjun is pulling back to stare you down. his eyes, like you thought, are narrowed and searing, but they hold that glint that means this is all for fun and not at all as serious as he plays it out to be.

"'i'm sleepy,' yeah, sure," he says, his hands grabbing at your hips and lifting you up a little bit. "bet that was all just a little white lie to get me inside you, huh? that it? because you're such cock hungry little whore?"

with this position, he thrusts up into you and your legs, already aching from your kneeling position, almost give out. you grip onto his shoulders and let out a whine, nodding your head.

"yes," you say, voice high pitched and whimpering.

"course you are." yeonjun's voice comes out quiet and deadly sharp, carrying audible hints of the devastation he's delivering you. "lucky for you, baby. looks like i found some extra energy to give you what you wanted."

with that and some extra leverage in the form of his hands holding you up, he fucks up into you as harsh as he can, almost like he's challenging your legs to give out. you move your hands to grasp at the back of the couch, hoping that it'll keep you more stable than yeonjun, who's moving too sporadically for you to hang on. you press your forehead to his shoulder, letting out whines and whimpers and moans, disturbing the tranquility of your apartment.

within minutes, yeonjun's working you ever closer to your orgasm, the world-ending feeling of it growing unbearable by the second. you tell him as such, trying your best to verbalize it without breaking too many of your syllables.

"it's okay," he coos into your ear. "me, too. come whenever you want, baby. i'm right behind you."

it doesn't take much longer before you're creaming around him, thighs shaking with the effort of keeping you upright through the whole ordeal. you wrap your arms back around him, using his embrace to keep you grounded as you rise to and come down from your high.

at the peak of it, your legs finally collapse, sending you harshly back into yeonjun's lap, making him bottom out and triggering his own orgasm. you can feel his cum filling you up and while you know you probably should care, you don't. it's not often you get to feel him like this, such a primal, intimate level, so you revel in it.

his arms wrap around you once he's been milked for all he's worth, holding you to him, his breath hot against your neck. he rubs your back and catches his breath, almost matching it to yours.

"you good?" he finally questions, pulling back to look at you. his hands come up to cradle your face, one of his thumbs swiping over your soft cheek as he smiles.

you can only return the smile and nod, raising one hand to catch his wrist. "always. sorry i distracted you from your song."

yeonjun lets out a breathy chuckle and shakes his head. "i was running out of motivation and inspiration anyways. you were just the final reason for why i needed to put it down."

there's a bit more soft pillow talk exchanged before you can feel the uncomfortable sensation of cum leaking out of you. sticky and losing its warmth, it's unpleasant and you want to get rid of it immediately and, if you're lucky, follow it up by crawling into bed and cuddling with yeonjun until you fall asleep.

just from the look on your face, he can tell what's going on and he seeks to fix it immediately. "alright, come on. i'll get you cleaned up and we can go to bed."

though lifting yourself off of him and losing the feeling of him inside you is a whole process, he immediately wraps you up in his arms for the nth time tonight. he walks with you to the bedroom, talking to you about everything that comes to mind. even when he deposits you on the bed and goes to the bathroom to get a warm rag, he carries on, his voice quiet but animated. even when all is said and done, and you're laying under the duvet and settling into his embrace again, he's still talking, though this time it's more just sweet nothings than anything else.

and while you usually can't fall asleep when someone's speaking, he's the most perfect white noise.

#yeonjun x reader #yeonjun smut #txt x reader #txt smut #🌙 — talking to the moon #🌕 — full moon #🌕 — txt #i always write way more than i intend to #it's an issue i think

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gyuphorias · 2 years

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omfg youre sooo cute l… i almost feel bad for sending this in after reading your other post :(

that whole brat dynamic thing i sent early made me want to want you to write about the exact dynamic well not the exact same but something like it with yeonjun(hes my bias and apparently is the bias of your other followers too😭😭)-🥀

you're so sweet ilysm absolutely don't worry about sending in a request ever <3 also ur so right idk what it is but almost all of my requests are abt yeonjun it's actually amazing tbh gyuphorias, population: yeonjun stans

flipped switch | c. yeonjun

warnings afab!reader, sexual content (brat taming, degradation, spanking, manhandling, dacryphilia, choking, edging, pussy slapping), daddy (used once)

word count 1.5k

you're not quite sure what's gotten into yeonjun tonight. maybe it's the nice date he took you on earlier in the evening, the fact that you've not been able to see each other much recently and he just really missed you, some combination of the two, or something else entirely, but he's being extra gentle and sweet with you now.

he's got you on your back, head cushioned against the pillows as he trails his lips across every expanse of exposed skin as he can. the pace he's set is slow and easy going, pulling only the softest, breathiest noises from you. your fingers curl into the hair at the nape of his neck, reveling in the warmth of his body against yours.

it's nice, truly it is. you love when your boyfriend takes his time taking you apart and putting you back together again. he does it so easily, like it's what he was born to do. it's always a welcome reminder that sex doesn't always have to be hard and rough and bruising. during sessions like this, he just makes you feel loved and appreciated, every single part of you, which is always welcome, so you have no complaints really because even just getting to have yeonjun in any way is heaven personified.

despite all of that, there's a feral, unhinged heat creeping beneath your skin that craves to be released. it's been so long since you've been together and you've had enough of taking your time; in his absense, you had to drag out your pleasure on your own, leaving you unfulfilled because you just can't fuck yourself the way yeonjun can. you just want him to have at you, to use you as he sees fit and you're going to do what you can to get him there.

using your fingers in his hair as leverage, you pull his face up to yours, kissing him and letting out little pants and moans into his mouth. "want more, junnie. please."

he shakes his head, his hair brushing against your forehead. "no, baby. wanna take my time with you tonight."

you whine loudly and exert all of your strength to get him to turn over, effectively switching positions. now, you're on top, hands pressed heavy against yeonjun's chest, shoulders heaving as you catch your breath. "want more... daddy."

yeonjun flushes as he processes what's just happened; you can practically see the gears turning in his head. his eyes narrow and his jaw flexes, the skin over it tight. he sits up and pulls you off of him.

"fine. you want more? i'll give you more," he says, his voice harsh. "turn over."

you scramble to turn and get on your hands and knees, smiling a little bit to yourself, glad your plan worked. you've incurred the wrath of yeonjun's brat taming and you've never been happier to have done so.

without warning, he thrusts into you sharply, jolting you forward and setting a brutal pace. his hand comes down on your ass and the resounding smack sends a shiver through your body. he smooths over the print for a few moments before repeating the process: spanking and soothing the skin afterwards.

"dirty little whore," he grunts, using one of his hands to grab at your waist and pull you back into him. "trying to be gentle and treat you all nice, and you don't appreciate it. wanna act like a fucking brat."

he winds his hand into your hair and yanks you up, biting at your shoulder and growling directly into your ear. he trails his hand to your throat, just letting it rest there almost like a collar. you whimper and moan and whine, trying your best to push back into his thrusts, but it's hard to keep up when he's moving so fast. you start sobbing openly, not a single thought in your head other than this feels so good and you want to come so badly.

"you close? wanna come?" he asks and it's deceivingly gentle. you know what he's thinking and where this is going; he's just trying to lure you into a false sense of security.

you know this and you fall right into it anyways. you nod, whimpering out his name.

"yeah?" he questions, paying close attention to the signs of your fast approaching release.

just when you're about to crest that wave, he pulls out and lets go of you, sending you face first into the mattress. he watches as you clench desperately around nothing, your thighs shaking at the loss of his touch and your ebbing orgasm.

"junnie," you cry, thick tears rolling down your cheeks and soaking the sheets under you.

he lands another spank, ripping a high pitched whine out of you. "you wanted more, baby. you asked for this. you completely disobeyed me and acted like a no good brat who only thinks with her pussy."

his hand comes down again, but this time, it strikes your cunt. you can hear your wetness as his fingers come in contact. you cry out again and jolt forward.

"you wanna come, you're gonna have to beg for it because honestly, i don't think you deserve to."

you try to break through the fog in your head, feeling hazy and far away from this moment. you search for the words you know he wants to hear and try to get them vocalized through your hiccups and sobs, still trying to come down from the orgasm that wasn't fulfilled.

"please, junnie," you cry, trying to look back at him. "wanna come so bad for you. missed you so much. please, i'll be good. i promise."

you keep babbling about how much you missed him and his cock, how nothing makes you feel as good as he does, how you'll be good for him if he just lets you come on his cock. you're almost too busy begging for him to at least put his dick back to notice that he's thrusted back into you. almost. you thank him for it.

the pace he sets is still fast and you're still jolting with the force of him dripping his hips into your ass, which still stings, but you welcome the pressure. you feel blissed out as he works you up again, a hand sneaking around your waist to play with your clit. his free hand pulls you back up to him, but this time, it's a little less harsh.

"did so well begging for me, baby," he says into your ear, kissing your jaw. "missed you and your cute little pussy too. you touch yourself wishing it was me?"

you nod against him, turning your head to look at him. he kisses your lips this time, sliding his tongue against your bottom lip and pulling away before it escalates.

"me too. couldn't wait to come home and fuck you as much as you'd let me."

he can feel you clenching around him again and your thighs shaking against his as his thrusts into you. he presses a hand to your tummy and the other to the shoulder farthest from him, trying to belt you against him for the high he knows you're going about to reach, the high you've been waiting for for weeks.

"you gonna come, sweet thing?" he asks, not surprised when you nod against him, staring up at him with wide, doe-like eyes. "you can come. i'll catch you."

it doesn't take much longer before you're coming undone at the seams in his arms. you go limp against him, moaning out a mix of his name and praises and thanks for letting you come. you can feel his own cum fill you up, his hips faltering once, twice, three times before they still, thoroughly fucked out, at least for now.

yeonjun, chest heaving against you, is the first to move, doing his best to keep himself seated inside you while sitting back against the headboard and pulling you with him. he presses kiss after kiss to your neck and shoulder, both of his arms around your waist.

"sorry for being a brat," you say, your head leaning against his as you finally find a steady breathing pattern.

you can feel him shake his head, his chin brushing your shoulder. "it's okay, baby. you knew what you wanted and i wasn't giving it to you. plus, i don't mind all that much when you act like a brat."

it's your turn to shake your head, letting out a laugh and leaning into his embrace, glad to have him to yourself for longer than a few hours. you stay just like that for a while, yeonjun's fingers rubbing comforting patterns into your tummy and hips, his lips kissing your skin gently, and his arms and chest keeping you tethered against him as you continue to come down.

yeonjun finally breaks the silence, kissing at your cheek this time. "want me to run you a bath?"

you shake your head again, feeling a little sleepy now that everything's catching up with you.

"you want anything? kinda wanna order pizza and watch a movie. is that okay?"

"sounds perfect," you answer, looking up at him as best you can, smiling tiredly at him.

and it does.

#yeonjun x reader #yeonjun smut #txt x reader #txt smut #kpop smut #🌙 — talking to the moon #🌕 — full moon #🌕 — txt #🌙 — 🥀

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gyuphorias · 2 years

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away to a silence i need . . . — choi yeonjun, 1.2k

home — bruno major

yeonjun, ever the perfectionist, always took all the time he needed to ensure that every choreography, every vocal, every lyric was pristine before he even thought about taking a break. he'd lost hours of precious sleep because of it and he'd made you well aware of his habit when you'd become friends and again when you'd started dating.

he loved that you worried about him, but he needed you to know that he was fine and your worry was misplaced. he was a grown man and he could take care of himself, even if he did enjoy the way you babied him. you were better off, he'd insisted, letting him do his own thing and worrying about taking care of yourself instead. he'd made you promise to not agonize yourself, especially during comeback seasons, because he could take care of himself and he had his friends to help if he needed it that badly.

even at the beginning, you'd never listened to him, though, which didn't suprise him in the slightest. it seemed that you cared about him more than you cared about yourself adn he couldn't even be angry with you because that's how he felt about you. you'd made it a habit at the start to bring him food and water, to make him take a break with you to give himself some cooldown time. as much as he'd told you that you didn't need to do stuff like that, it warmed his heart to see someone putting in the effort to do so anyways and how could he tell you to stop when your smile was so innocent when you appeared in the doorway of the dance studio?

now it's early january and, with the time just passing three in the morning, the snow has just started to fall over the quiet city. yeonjun, his body yelling at him to get some rest, finally steps up to your apartment door, unlocking it with the spare key you'd given him months ago. if seoul is quiet, your apartment is absolutely silent. he tries his best to not break it, closing the door and locking it slowly to minimize the sound. he toes off his shoes and leaves his things in the foyer.

he sees the remnants of your dinner and whatever work you'd been busy with on the dining table, empty plate and laptop closed, the chair pushed in carefully. he smiles to himself, picking up the dishes you left behind and putting them in the sink to deal with later. your laptop he cradles in his arm as he makes his way to your bedroom, ready to put it on your desk to charge, when he stops in the doorway, taken aback by the scene before him: you, in your day clothes, curled on your bed, not even tucked under the covers.

he knows immediately that you were waiting up for him, wanting to be awake when he got home. he doesn't even need to wake you up to confirm it because he just knows it to be true because this is exactly the thing he'd expect you to do. part of him wants to cry, simply because of the idea that for the first time, he has someone waiting for him to come home, staying awake just to greet him. the other part is a little upset that you're pushing aside your well-being for his own, but at the end of it all, his heart, pushing warmth and contentedness through his veins, wins.

he puts your laptop on your desk and plugs the charger in before he starts to plan his next move. his first instinct is to wake you up, to crawl into your bed next to you and just hold you for a bit, so that's what he does. your bed is plush and welcoming, inviting him in as he sidles up beside you, his arm wrapping around you and his forehead pressing against your own.

"baby," he coos quietly, his hand running stripes up and down your back. "you gotta wake up."

you stir a bit, trying to shake him off so you can keep sleeping, but he's persistent in his efforts to coax you out of your slumber. his breath is hot on your face as he presses kisses to wherever he can reach, soft and gentle and everything that isn't usually yeonjun.

"come on," he says, pulling away to look down at you and letting his hand drift from your back to your cheek, cradling the skin there and his thumb rubbing across it. "you fell asleep in your work clothes. you gotta change before you go back to bed."

"what time is it?" you ask, voice quiet and rough with sleep. your arm winds around him and you scoot closer to him, your face snuggled into the thick fabric of his hoodie.

yeonjun smiles softly to himself, wrapping his arm back around you and pulling your body on top of his as he turns to lay on his back. "a little bit past three."

the room goes silent, save for the slight breeze outside your windows and the sound of your breath, and he stares up at the ceiling, reveling in the heat of you permeating through his hoodie and the weight of you resting against him. the whole of the situation is precious to him, reinforcing the fact that you're here, always, just waiting for his return, and he finds himself wanting to lay here in this moment forever.

"sorry for coming home so late," he whispers into the dim golden light of your room. "don't mean to keep you up waiting all night."

when you answer, your voice sounds so far away, but it fills him with happiness nonetheless. "it's okay. i want to."

he laughs silently, his chest and shoulders shaking a bit with the action. his arms tighten around you, pressing you ever deeper into him and his embrace. "come on, let's get you changed. you can fall asleep after."

and when you've finally gotten into your pajamas and crawled under the covers next to him, the lamp turned off and the curtains drawn, yeonjun pulls you back into his arms, letting your head rest on his chest. within minutes, you've drifted back off and he's left staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stars on your ceiling he'd helped you put up a few months ago. he can pick out the constellations you'd designed together and he smiles to himself once again.

it's cliche, he thinks to himself as he rubs shapes into the space between your shoulder blades. it's cliche that he thinks that anywhere can be home as long as you're with him, that he'd lay here forever until he died just to be with you, that you were made for waiting for him to come home and vice versa. but with the press of your head against his chest and the warmth of your breath, he doesn't really care because really, at the end of it all, when everything else is done and over with, you're the only person he needs.

i... did not mean for it to get this long um...... anyways bruno major is one of my favorite western artists period.

#choi yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun fanfic #yeonjun fluff #txt fluff #🌕 — full moon #🌕 — yeonjun #🌕 — txt

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gyuphorias · 2 years

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[ tomorrow x together and songs that remind them of you ]

pairing ot5/reader pronouns no pronouns used genre fluff word count 1.2k

soobin is reminded about you whenever he listens to bubble gum by clairo. doesn't matter how long you've been together; he hears it and he's thinking about you immediately. he's shy and quiet around you, but before you started dating, when you were still just friends and his crush on you was debilitating, his shyness was so much worse. there was one night where it was just the two of you, sitting out by yourselves next to the han river, and he'd had the perfect opportunity to kiss you. it was right there and all he had to do was take it. but he didn't because he was scared you'd reject him, that he'd ruin everything you two had. the next time you got drunk, you'd looked him in the eye and asked him why he hadn't kissed you that night, told him that you'd really wanted him to because you liked him so much. so when he hears bubble gum, he's reminded of your relationship's humble beginnings, of how his shyness and your lack of filter after a bottle of soju were the catalyst for a relationship he doesn't ever want to let go of.

yeonjun made a playlist for you for your 100 day anniversary; it's over 10 hours long, it has hundreds of songs on it that all remind him of you. the first on that playlist? peace by taylor swift. he knows that your relationship isn't born of normal circumstances: it wasn't a meet-cute, it wasn't bred from study dates and him showing up outside your bedroom window late at night, it didn't spring from two normal people with normal jobs. no, your relationship was born of spontaneity and stolen moments, every antonym of peace. his line of work isn't the picture of stability he knows that you had to have dreamt of when you were growing up, but despite all of it, the late night dance practices and the busy schedules and the secrecy, he knows that he loves you and that you love him back just as deeply. when he heard peace for the first time, he thought it was like the song had been written for you and when he listens to it, it reminds him that despite everything, you're still with him, even when things are hard. he can't give you the peace that you thought you'd have in a relationship, but he can give you all the love he has and then some because he'd do anything for you, anything you asked of him.

beomgyu loves paper rings by taylor swift. though he has his quiet, withdrawn moments, for the most part, he is loud and spontaneous and fun. he does outlandish things, things that could definitely get him hurt or in trouble, but he doesn't let that stop him. the moment you met, he started dragging you into his plots; he made you help him play pranks on his members, he pulled you into his spontaneous trips when he had no schedule for the day, he convinced you to take part in just about anything he could come up with. and though you'd sometimes (jokingly) complain about it, you loved being able to spend time with him, even when he was getting you to participate in general mischief and shenanigans. it's no surprise, then, when he tells you that paper rings by taylor swift reminds him of you and the relationship you share because it's literally about the mischief a couple gets up to and the things that happen in their relationship that makes them stronger. you've certainly had moments that test your bond, but despite them, you come out of them stronger, better, more in love than when you went in. at the end of the day, beomgyu loves you more than he's ever loved anything or anybody and he doesn't want to love anybody but you like this.

taehyun has looked up and read the lyrics to home by bruno major so many more times than he'd care to admit. he heard it on spotify once, before he met you, as part of his discover weekly playlist and he absolutely fell in love with it. he thought it was poetic and beautiful and showed how love should be, truly be. and after he met you, the song took on an entirely new meaning for him because he found it was the love that he wanted to give you and the love he wanted to receive in return, the love that you'd been giving him since day one of your friendship and then romance. to him, this song is what he's built his entire idea of love off of and he truly hopes that it's paying off because the love he's gotten from you is the truest, purest form of love he's ever seen in his life and he's so glad to be the recipient of it. to him, you're home and sure, he'll steal the lyrics and pass them off as his own every once in a while (even though you both know where they're from), but he does it because he loves to see the smile on your face when you register them. and when he's away, when he's busy or halfway across the world, he knows that no matter how busy and hectic and disorienting his life gets, you're there, waiting to see him home. you're waiting to welcome him back and offer him the silence and the comfort of someone who knows him better than anyone has ever known him before. and for that, he's more grateful than words could ever even begin to describe.

huening kai is loud and bright and, sure, annoying at times, but he loves more than anyone could even imagine. he loves openly and fearlessly, without thought of consequence or repercussion, because he can. and so really, it should come as no surprise when one of his favorite songs that reminds him of you is olivia by one direction. kai acknowledges (quite regularly, actually) that it's about a couple that is on the outs because the guy didn't give his girl enough love, but he counters that the speaker in the song wants this girl more than anything else in the world, so how can it be all that bad really? he's particularly fond of the line "i love you, it's all i do, i love you" at the end of the bridge just because it gives him an excuse to shout i love yous at you. the song is just his style (classic and loud and explicitly romantic) and it makes him think of you because he loves you so much and wants you more than anything else he could possibly dream up. you are his favorite person in the whole world and he practically worships the ground you walk on. he listens to this song a lot when you can't be together for some reason, whether because of busy schedules or he's far away, because it reminds him how much he truly does love you, which is so much that he'd shout it from the rooftops if given the chance. really, it's scary how much kai loves you sometimes because it should be impossible for someone to have so much love to give, but you wouldn't have it any other way, especially when he blasts this song and makes you dance around the room with him, yelling at the top of his lungs about how much he loves you.

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