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internet secret | one. (m.)

college! au pairing: kim yugyeom x reader parts: one. | two. | three. description: you are a college student in need of making easy money. without jeopardizing your future or reputation, you decide to become a sex worker on onlyfans. you soon find out that the man you hate, kim yugyeom, randomly chooses to subscribe. but he doesn’t know who you are. warnings: this series contains mature language and will include sexual topics. read at your own risk words: 2.4k disclaimer: i do remember specifically reading a series on here that is the same idea. i would give credit to the creator of the series, but i do not remember their tag on here. and i can’t find it anywhere in my likes. if possible, i would like to know the creator so i can give credit where it’s due. so if anyone knows the original author, please tell me so i can appropriately credit them.

you were the first one in your immediate family to go to college. a four-year university. your family celebrated and congratulated you, but it was difficult to grasp that you were going away. it’s been a couple of months since then. you’ve moved into a modest apartment with your money, but you knew that your waitressing job wouldn’t cover the bills. so you decided to make some extra cash through onlyfans. you knew that you could be caught quickly by the students, the staff, and even family members. but no one has really noticed because of how you do your makeup and the surplus of wigs you have. it’s your only secret.

you’ve never dreaded coming to school before you met him. kim yugyeom. he’s never liked you for some reason. you’ve always kept your distance and barely interacted with him. his three friends, bambam, jeon jungkook, and jeong jaehyun, are always surrounding him. despite barely interacting with him, he’s always hated your guts. you then decide to hate him back. it’s a bit petty, sure, but who cares. unfortunately, you’re in the same class, and some of your classes overlap with his.

“hey y/n. you’re in my spot,” yugyeom says, hovering over you. you continue to sit there, ignoring what he has to say. starting an argument in the middle of the classroom is something you rather not do. “earth to y/n? did you hear me?”

“last time i remembered, the professor didn’t have assigned seating. besides, i’ve been sitting here for the quarter. so find somewhere else to sit,” you retort.

judging the look on his face, it seems that your answer did not please him. “i don’t care if you’ve been sitting here for the quarter. i decided that i wanted to sit here today. so move.”

“no yugyeom, sit where you normally sit. and please leave me alone.”

you felt his gaze on you, even though you weren’t looking at him. causing a scene in front of everyone would be left field of you, but you still wanted to put him in his place. “fine. but you’re not getting off the hook this time,” he mutters. not once did he turn away from you. it felt like he was staring right into your soul. not like you had one in the first place. perhaps yugyeom was just a high school bully who never grew out of that phase in college. but you didn’t want to find out since you didn’t care. if he tried to bully people to get his way, so be it.

after class, you made your way back home since it was the day’s last class. thankfully, you didn’t have a waitressing shift at your other job. you’re always contemplating why you keep that job since being a cam girl made you more money. then you remembered that you needed a backup plan to tell relatives. you wish they weren’t so damn nosy all the time, but alas, you can’t control what other people do. your business is yours, so why care about others.

once you get home, the first thing you do is take a steamy shower. it’s probably your favorite part of the day. you’re not sitting for long periods in a classroom or dealing with yugyeom’s nasty attitude. you couldn’t wrap your head around why he didn’t like you. it would make sense if you guys were high school rivals, competing with each other on who’s better, but it wasn’t until this year that you met. your first encounter with him was rather nice, in your opinion. you both greeted each other and sat next to each other in history. his body language read as friendly as if he wanted to make more friends. now you realize it was just a facade he put on. hopefully, you weren’t the only one who yugyeom decided to harass. but at the same time, you didn’t care to ask other classmates if he treated them the same way. asking meant you cared and only makes you seem desperate.

since you didn’t have to go into the restaurant today, you decided to make some extra cash at home through onlyfans. coming out of the hot, steamy shower meant for great content. you snap a few photos without your face, of course, and post them on the site. because of your number of subscribers, you silence your phone for the time being. you enter the kitchen to whip yourself some food before getting ready to go live for the night. giving yourself time to eat, you announce that you’d go live in about thirty minutes. today you felt like wearing an ombre gray wig and did your makeup to match your hair. feeling like you would still be recognized by the public, you pop in some grayish-blue contacts, completing the look.

the thirty minutes were up. you eat whatever was left on your plate then put it in the sink. everything was nice and tidy in your room, with no last-minute changes. you turn on your laptop and camera, getting ready to go live. the notifications on your phone signified many people were waiting. after some time, you were finally able to start your live.

“hey everyone, i hope i didn’t keep you guys waiting for too long,” you wink at the camera. there’s an influx of people joining, hoping to get some free content and nudity. “you all know the drill. there’s a twist today! fifty dollars for thirty minutes today! only for today, and it’s limited. i wish you all good luck.” the chat starts going wild. your direct messages are exploding in hopes they get a chance for a private room with you. you ignore the ones who threaten to harass you. one of the messages catches you off-guard. kyum? you thought to yourself. it was a familiar username, perhaps someone from your school.

kyum: i’ve never done this before, and i’m a new subscriber of yours. could you explain how this private live room works?

you giggle at yourself before saying, “for those who don’t know how the live feature works, you will get a private room with me for thirty minutes. i’d prefer to know who i’m doing business with, so i’ll also ask you to turn on your webcam and microphone. it wouldn’t be fun if only one of us had a show.”

kyum: thank you for your explanation and for not singling me out. can i do one-hundred for an hour, maybe? or is that too selfish?

you: awe, you’re so sweet. i’ll make an exception for you. an hour for a hundred :)

just click on this link and i’ll be waiting for you.

you end the live and get settled into your private room. their username is similar, but you can’t pinpoint where or why you know it. trying to find out where the username comes from is giving you a headache. kyum finally joined the live, but nothing was turned on yet.

“hey there, kyum! you said this was your first time? there’s no need to be shy. everything that happens in this room is only between you and i. you don’t even have to share your name with me unless you prefer to be called something,” you reassure.

they unmuted their microphone, “sorry about that, i’ve never done this before.” that voice. one you’re too familiar with. “you can call me kyum.”

there’s no way, you thought to yourself. that voice belongs to the person you loathe most. kim yugyeom. you start to freak out a little bit in your head. what if he recognizes you? what if he starts a rumor at the school and you get expelled? judging the expression on his face, you can really tell that he’s nervous. he’s genuinely not trying to figure out your identity or anything. a flood of reassures flows throughout your body, this is your job. you can’t be freaked out by one person. there’s been plenty of times when other students have subscribed to your stuff.

seeing yugyeom so nervous gave you reassurance, but it also turned you on a little. “so kyum, what brings you in today? a whole hour with me? is there anything you have in mind?”

“some of my friends actually referred you to me,” he sighs. “i don’t really get the point to these kinds of things, but i’m always down to try anything new.”

“okay. from what i’ve seen, here are some popular options. many people like being submissive and degraded. some like the opposite and like being dominant and in control. and some just like watching me play with myself. i’m open to all kinds of ideas, as long as it doesn’t break the law.”

he chuckles to himself, “i suppose i can try being dominant. does this include name calling?” as much as he is a bully to you at school, you can’t deny how sexy he is right now.

“yes, i can call you whatever you would like me to. you can degrade me to your heart’s content. you can also decide on what toys i use throughout the session.”

yugyeom takes off his shirt, revealing his muscular self. impressed would be an understatement. this man has a gorgeous body. you can’t help but stare at the screen. “instead of kyum, i want you to refer to me as daddy. and i guess i’ll try degrading you, although it’s way out of my comfort zone.” you want to call him out on his bullshit, but you refrain.

“yes daddy,” you say in a playful tone. you could tell that he’s caught off guard by the instant obedience. a bulge started forming in his gray shorts. he sat with his arms crossed as you began grabbing toys to pleasure yourself with. you feel his eyes piercing through you. this time, it wasn’t a demeaning gaze. it’s full of lust. he sits there and imagines what he could do with you if you were with him. his own imagination allows his boner to grow. he has a nice view of your ass while you look through your collection of toys. the hundred he paid is definitely worth it.

you take out a pink vibrator and press it on your clit. to spur him on even further; you bite your lip and moan loud enough so he can hear. yugyeom reaches down his shorts and starts slowly jerking himself off. you couldn’t believe the man who hates you most is now masturbating to you. “do you like showing yourself off like this?” yugyeom grunts. “do you get a kick out of me watching you?”

your entire face turns red. people ask this all the time, but the question coming out of yugyeom’s breathy moans makes you feel nervous. “i like it when you watch me, daddy,” you barely make out. you grab a dildo next to you and start teasing your own entrance. “do you like watching me? do i make you want more of me?”

yugyeom lets out a husky fuck. it’s been a while since you’ve gotten turned on by a customer. and it’s yugyeom nonetheless. despite how terrible he’s treated you in the past, you couldn’t help but want more of him. even if he’s moaning to you through a screen.

“ah, playing yourself turns me on so much, baby,” yugyeom says in a disheveled voice. his voice is pleasing to your ears. you notice that he’s picked up his pace quite since you’ve begun. closing your eyes, you could only imagine yugyeom and his fantastic physique. how he could easily dominate you and how great it would feel. you let out a rather loud moan before snapping out of your fantasy. “it seems like someone is enjoying themselves as much as i am,” he smirks.

“can i tell you a secret?” you huff out.

“go for it.”

“you’re probably the only person who’s made me feel this way in a while, kyum.” by the expression on his face, you could tell that he was not expecting that. his paces slowed for a bit before getting riled up again. your words made him feel better about himself and turned him on even more.

yugyeom takes off his shorts and underwear, exposing him to you entirely. his cock’s throbbing, leaking of pre-cum. you decide to turn over to where you’re now in the doggy position. you can’t see what’s happening, but his moans were all you needed. a string of curse words leave his mouth before saying, “can i cum to you?”

you bite your bottom lip, holding in a whimper. audio isn’t something you were typically aroused by. men asking for these private showings often acted as if they were compensating for the lack of some things. yugyeom’s hoarse voice is different. you kind of wish that he would degrade you a bit. ooh’s and ahh’s could be heard from the both of you, almost as if he’s right there fucking you. trying to desperately reach your high with him, you up the sensitivity of your vibrator a few more notches. just by listening to him, you could tell that yugyeom’s becoming more restless. yet he won’t cum unless you say so.

“cum for me daddy,” you squeal. yugyeom’s breathing becomes irregular. you flip over to on your back so you can see him release. his face flushed with sweat dripping down. the experience is more enjoyable than you could have ever imagined. with a few more pumps, he cums all over himself. that’s all you need to reach your own peak. he mutters more curse words to himself before you release. heavy breathing is the only thing you can hear from the both of you.

he looks down at himself, realizing the massive mess he’s made. “i suppose that calls for a shower,” he chuckles. you couldn’t help but giggle with him. “thank you for tonight, i haven’t enjoyed myself in awhile.”

“no problem, kyum; hopefully, you’ll turn up for more sessions?” you ask, hoping he’d say yes.

“you want me to spend more of my money?” he jokes. your face turns bright red. “i’m only teasing you. i guess this could be my guilty pleasure. an internet secret, perhaps.”

“an internet secret, huh? okay, i can get by that.”

“my name is yugyeom, by the way. you don’t have to say kyum anymore.”

“yugyeom? it was a pleasure doing business with you,” you smile. he returns it. he accidentally touches himself, remembering how sticky he is. “i guess we both have to shower now.”

“the shower is a must. thank you again, i’ll be going now,” he waves.

you wave back, “have a goodnight, yugyeom.” then sign off for the night.

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markiepoohismysunshine · 2 years

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Eyes On You teaser image edited w/o wordings: Jinyoung (4/7)

#got7daily #got7 #park jinyoung #jinyoung #era: look #era: eyes on you #teaser #teaser image #2018 #edited #edited: me #wording removed #7ornevernet #got7snet #thegot7network #gfx: jinyoung

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defsbeom · 5 years

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lyrics that remind me of jaebum ↳ The only flaw, you are flawless

#got7 #7ornevernet #got7creators #jaebum #jaebeom #im jaebum #im jaebeom #got7 jaebum #got7 jaebeom #got7 gifs #jaebum gifs #gif:got7 #gif:jb #def's spring #lyric #song: flawless -the neighbourhood

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aescream · 4 years

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Im melting cause you're so hot 🔥

#imjaebum #got7 jaebum #jaebum #leader #7ornevernet #jj project #got7 #jyp entertainment #defsoul #prdsdef

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thatchoiboy · 5 years

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starring got7 | insp.

#a vid i made for my pin on twt lmao #got7creators #thekpopnetwork #ahgasenet #7ornevernet #i actually finished this in one day #got7 #jaebum #youngjae #yugyeom #bambam #jackson #jinyoung #mark #i love these idiots #cross posted on twt - thatchoiboy

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jaebeomsmullet · 5 years

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how is it possible for one person to be this adorable? 😍

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prdsverse · 5 years

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he is so distracting 👀

#got7 #ahgasenet #7ornevernet #got7creators #allforbeom #jaebum #mark #defsoul #im jaebum #got7 jb #bubz #present: you #monograph #lullaby #mygifs #got7 gifs #2k

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twinmoles · 6 years

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7 or never, 7 or nothing

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yu-gyeomiebabo · 5 years

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my sunshine prince is back and looking cute as ever eating his f r i e s

#choi youngjae #youngjae choi #youngjaegot7 #7ornevernet #ahgasenet #got7 #vlive #got7vlive

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jj-ktae · 5 years

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Frisky Call (M)

Title : Frisky Call Pairing : Yugyeom x You (Noona reader) Genre : SMUT Words : 2315 Summary : Your boyfriend is horny so you decide to help him.

AN : I AM SO SO SORRY. I’m not responsible for any type of side-effects

Saturday nights can be tricky. A lot of people consider Saturday nights as the best nights of the week. You can party on a hot Saturday night. People go out and enjoy a night of lights and alcohol without worrying about the consequences of a way too quiet Sunday morning.

But you just came back home and you are exhausted. Working as a cook means giving up on resting days. Restaurants might be the busiest places, no matter the day and the weather. Saturdays are then made for more cooking and later shifts. You throw your shoes in a corner and wobble to your bed, yelping when the numerous blisters on your feet rub against the thick carpet.

You give yourself around four minutes before you pass out. There’s no reason for you to stay up longer, plus you have a family meeting tomorrow, but it’s for dinner so it means staying in bed late and vegetate as much as you want.

You start feeling drowsy, your eyelids fluttering shut and breathing increasing with sleep. Your muscles start relaxing and you stir in the bed, head hiding into the sheets and legs deliciously wrapping around the fresh quilt. Life is a blessing.

Your phone starts ringing but you don’t answer, the beeping sounds entering your dreams and confusing your thoughts. You get thrown back into your own body, muscles contracting again and making you jump onto your bed, the beeping way too loud in the quiet room.

You look at the caller and lean back into the bed, the phone pressed against your ear as soon as you answer the call.

“Noona, am I disturbing you? Are you still at work?” The voice is worried already, like it always is when you get a call.

You suppress a yawn and smile to yourself at the solemn tone. “I’m home, I was falling asleep, Yugyeom.”

You hear a gasp, like something very grave is happening and Yugyeom speaks again, his tone quieter. “I’m so sorry…go back to sleep, we’ll talk later.”

“It’s fine, let’s talk for a while…” You muse, not the least disturbed by the fact that you could have been sleeping soundly if it wasn’t for that phone call.

You don’t mind at all. Yugyeom is about to be away for a whole week and judging from the time, he is the one who should be sleeping now. It’s not a surprise though, Yugyeom has an interesting way of dealing with his priorities. “But, aren’t you supposed to leave in four hours?” your voice is meant to sound normal, but the raspy sound in it sells you out.

“Yeah…I am.” He admits, his own voice raspy and you start wondering if he wasn’t sleeping before he called, “I wanted to talk to you…” You picture Yugyeom hiding his face in his pillow at how needy he sounds, and it makes you smile to yourself, a hand absentmindedly going to your eye to rub it slowly.

His cuteness sends pangs of pain in your chest, and you suddenly notice how empty it’s going to be here with him away for a whole week. He has duties he can’t postpone and you have your own occupation, but the mere thought of entering this bed on your own for a whole week make you sigh, dreadful. “I’ll miss you.” you mewl.

Yugyeom does the same sound, his breathing heavy against your ear. “Me too…” he breathes, and it hits you that something must be happening because he sounds like he has run a marathon.

“Are you okay...?” you ask your boyfriend, but no answer comes out. Yugyeom seems to be concentrated because his breathing gets steady after a while, and you hear a deep breath along with a long humming sound.

“I’m fine,” He starts, but you can hear the uncertainty in his voice, like he wants to speak but doesn’t want to be a bother. You know that tone, it’s the exact same tone he uses when he needs something from you but gives up on asking.

“What’s wrong, babe?” You try to coax him, your voice turning low and velvety, with enough gentleness to assure him that he would never bother you, not in a thousand years.

You tilt your head when you hear another noise. This time it’s a whine, along with a lot of shuffling against a surface. “What are you doing?” you press, almost scared that something serious might be happening.

“Hmm…? Well…it’s just…” Yugyeom starts and you can only wait, you know him too much to become loud and insistent, because you know it would shut him. “Noona…” he continues, and you know it, he is almost there, he is about to spill the beans. You hear more breathing and wait for more words to come out of the phone before you collapse from exhaustion. Yugyeom only whispers a soft “I really need you…” and stops, expectant.

“Need me...?” You are exhausted so you don’t instantly get what he implies. Yugyeom can be very needy, so there is nothing surprising with him acting this way. The only thing that makes you doubt is the fact that it’s very late.

Uh-oh.

Yugyeom understands he will have to be explicit since you’re being a little bit too obnoxious right now. “Noona…I’m so, so hard.”

Ah. So, that’s what it’s about.

You bite your lips, the image of a horny Yugyeom laying on his bed a little bit too disturbing when your own is slowly dying from tiredness.

Yugyeom cuts your train of thoughts “I’m sorry…” he says next, and you know he is currently rubbing his face, wondering why on earth did he even call you for that. “I should sleep.”

It makes you feel so guilty about yourself. It’s the first time Yugyeom seems to be in such big distress when it comes to sex. He never called and asked for help concerning his needs, and you always assumed he was doing great on his own but when you hear him sigh and exhale sharply to calm himself, you know you have to do something.

Yugyeom doesn’t deserve to be on his own with a painful hard-on.

“Wait, don’t hang up.” You get a proper position on the bed and you adjust your pillow so you can rest your head on it, against the wall. “Shall we take care of you?”

There is no noise at all for a minute, but the breathing comes back, slower this time. “Would you…?” It’s like he can’t believe you’re willing to help him.

You chuckle, kind of amused. “Of course babe.”

“God,” Yugyeom starts, and you hear more shuffling, signalling that he is maybe changing position. “I’m so horny.” He concludes and laughs, and you know his cheeks are a deep shade of red right now.

“Were you touching yourself…?” Your question takes him off guard, because he doesn’t answer right away. “Were you thinking about me?”

Your playful voice rings like a sweet melody to Yugyeom’s ears, “Yes, of course. I can only think of you, noona.”

You melt, forgetting about blisters and muscle cramps and any type of you shit you had to deal with today. “What were you thinking about?”

You don’t know how to do this so you find yourself a little bit awkward. Yugyeom doesn’t seem to feel the same way, because he starts making weird needy noises.

“Can I say it…?” he whispers, his voice lower than it has ever been. “A lot of things…You touching me, licking me…me fucking you…” he chokes lightly, not daring enough to say more.

You sigh, pensive. As much as your body can’t even move, you don’t miss the way the heat has now taken over your underwear, the thoughts entering your brain like flashes. Now you’re not a professional of dirty talking, but right now, at two in the morning and with a very horny Yugyeom, you decide it’s time to show him the best you can do.

“Here’s what I am thinking about,” You try, doing your best to be gentle yet sensual. Yugyeom half hums half moans, suddenly too eager to hear you speak what he hopes would be very sexual words. “I’m thinking about how hard you must be right now, and how much I would like to caress you.”

Yugyeom moans, his hand working a little bit faster on his fully erected penis. He lets you speak, his needy noises being the only thing you can hear.

“Me, playing with your dick. Softly at first, just to get you on the edge, my thumb pressing against your tip with enough pressure to make you moan. You like it so much when I do that. Do it babe, grip it firmly like it’s my hand playing with you.” You’re shocked by how easy it is. The words are flooding out of your mouth, and you’re not even ashamed, but rather excited by how sexy it sounds to you too.

Yugyeom hums some more, he breathes fast and whispers words, but only a few are comprehensible. “Yeah, just like that…so hot...” he puffs and concentrates on his hand, his long fingers circling his burning flesh before playing with the tip, now moist with pre-cum.

“I part your legs a little so I can sit between them. Imagine me looking at you while I lick my fingers. You taste so delicious babe, it makes me want to suck you off so hard…” You continue, not able to stop yourself from reaching between your legs. “I’m so wet already.” You state for the both of you. “Does it feel good?”

“So good. So fucking good.” He sighs, and you can now hear some wet clapping noises, signalling he is palming himself with more force now.

“Imagine how good I would lick you. How my tongue would softly graze your penis until I can’t stand it and start sucking on your tip. I would love to watch your face while I’m doing this. Would you look at me too, baby?” You take such an innocent voice, but you moan as soon as your own finger enters your pussy.

“Yes. I would. I would love to look at you noona. You look beautiful when I feed you. You take me in so well…” It’s hard not to cum right away. Yugyeom thought it would take longer for him but now he should slow down if he doesn’t want to end it right away.

He can hear your breathing increasing and he knows, he just knows you’re also touching yourself. “Noona, how many fingers are into you, now…?”

You throw you head back when you thrust a second finger. “Two.” You sigh, your legs now fully spread and tangled in the quilt.

A comfortable silence starts, during which you both moan and listen to the other doing the same. After a while, you speak again. “I wish you were here…” it’s a pity he is going to be away for a week, because he is waking a lot of needs, and none of them can be fulfilled with your fingers only. “I wish you were the one thrusting into me right now…”

“I will. As soon as I come back, I swear I’ll fuck you so good...” he pants and looks down, only to be met by his hand around his reddening penis.

“I want you to fuck me hard, Yugyeom. I want you to spread my legs wide and pound into me….” You add a third finger, your moans getting louder.

“I promise I’ll do it, noona. In every room, in every position. Oh..” He chokes and you’re so close, but you try to last a little bit longer.

“Are you about to cum, baby?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper. “how would you like to cum?”

Yugyeom shakes his head, gasping when he feels his dick pulsating against his warm hand. “Into you, in your mouth, on your body. Please, noona, let me cum everywhere you want. I would love to see my thick semen drip down your mouth-” He moans loudly. “I’m about to…”

You nod in the dark room, feeling yourself getting sweatier and hotter. “Let it go, baby. Cum all over me.”

Yugyeom loses it and pumps faster, his orgasm building and his whole world collapsing as soon as the first spur of cum appears. He rides it skilfully, his hips rolling slowly like he is pounding into you. His body jolts and shakes with every contraction and his brain slowly shuts down, blinded by pleasure.

You come undone when you hear the dirty sounds of his hand against his dick, along with him whining loudly. It makes you stop breathing for a while before whimpering. Your fingers slow down and it’s a mess into your underwear, but you just want to sleep.

You forget about Yugyeom, until you hear a soft voice over the now long forgotten phone.

“…Noona…” he seems ashamed, but also extremely tired. “are you okay...?”

“Yes. Are you feeling better?” You’re not even moving anymore, too lazy to clean your mess.

Yugyeom giggles like he did something very wrong “I’m so tired.”

“Shall we sleep, then?” You inquire, very eager to finally sleep because endorphins are turning you into a zombie.

“Yes. I’ll miss you, Y/N.” You hear kissing noises and do the same, feeling childish yet too in love not to enjoy it.

“Oh, I’m not noona anymore?” You tease, eyelids dangerously heavy.

Yugyeom laughs, but you know he is very very embarrassed right now. He barely calls you noona in private excepted when he is needy. “Goodnight, noona. I love you.” He plays along, though.

“Goodnight, baby. I love you too.” You let the phone rest on the bed and fall asleep instantly, not even mad that you’ll be a mess tomorrow.

Saturday nights aren’t so bad, after all.

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parkhabits · 5 years

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The Kink Chronicles {M} Mini Masterlist

A/N’s Notes: We are bad influences to each other. Here we go! Our first ever collab together. Hope y’all are ready for this wild ride. Every fic here is smut and if you’re curious about kinks (like we were) maybe you’ll learn something new (like we did).

p.s we are not sorry for what’s about to unfold ;)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Explicit mature content

{TEASERS}

Mark

Thick as Thieves

It’s barely four in the morning when someone tries to break into your flat. It turns out the thief isn’t only here for money.

Written by: @jj-nyoung

As You’re Told

Your boyfriend was never the jealous type but you never pegged him to be one to share.

written by: @parkhabits

Bambam

Cockbusters

You hate horror movies. It’s the last screening and right in the middle of the movie, you and your boyfriend decide you had enough jump scares.��

written by: @jj-nyoung

Jackson

Knocked Up

It’s your wedding night and if there was one other thing he couldn’t wait for aside from becoming your husband, it was his chance to become a father.

written by: @parkhabits

Yugyeom

Tape 69

When your boyfriend tells you he still has that one video of you two having wild drunk sex, you decide to watch it again.

written by: @jj-nyoung

Youngjae

The Classifieds

It was by chance that he found the ad. Was it really okay for him to give his virginity to a random stranger? But as the saying goes, practice makes perfect and it was about time he started practicing.

written by: @parkhabits

Jinyoung

The Brunch

In which you are starving but your boyfriend is horny so you both find a way to satisfy your needs.

written by: @jj-nyoung & @parkhabits

Can you guess the kinks based on these teasers?

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dxf · 2 years

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forever and always | scenario.

pairing: jackson wang x reader warnings: will tear at your heartstrings, angst words: 659

“come on buddy, it’s almost time to go!” jackson yells from the living room.

“okay daddy, coming!” his son, adrian, yells back. time has flew by so fast. adrian’s 6th birthday is coming up soon and jackson is making sure to spend all the time he can with his precious son.

jackson picks adrian up and carries him to the car. “we’re visiting mommy, remember? we have to be respectful of the others around us too, okay?”

“yeah, i know daddy, we visit mommy all the time,” adrian remarks. jackson can only smile at the product of his love that he created with you. “are we going to get flowers this time?”

“of course! we always get mommy flowers. you always get flowers for the people you love,” jackson smiles.

“okay! we have to get her favorites! mommy will love them!” adrian says excitedly.

the car ride to the florist was the same as always, filled with adrian’s laughter in the back and whatever station jackson put on. he walks in holding adrian’s hand to be greeted with a familiar face.

“the usual mr. wang?” the florist asks.

“yes please,” he softly smiles at the woman.

“your wife is a very special lady. not many men nowadays get their wives flowers this often,” she compliments.

he picks up adrian once more, just in case he knocks over anything. “well, i have to set a good example for my son.”

“what a wonderful father. here are your flowers,” she smiles. jackson hands over the amount needed to pay and leaves with his flowers and son.

upon arriving to their destination, jackson takes a deep breath and turns to his son. “are you ready to see mommy?”

“mommy! mommy! can i give her the flowers this time?” adrian asks. jackson nods his head yes before giving his son the flowers. it’s been a week since they’ve last seen her. adrian notices that his dad is tearing up and tries to cheer him up. “you can give mommy the flowers this time daddy. i don’t like seeing you cry.”

“no, no it’s okay buddy. you can give her the flowers. make sure you tell her everything that you want to tell her,” jackson wipes his tears away.

“okay daddy! let’s go!”

jackson notices that there’s no one around like usual. “hi honey. sorry i didn’t come earlier, life has been pretty busy lately. i’ve been missing you a ton. it’s hard raising adrian without you. he tells me he misses you everyday. i went to check on your parents the other day, they’re doing well. i think they were more excited to see adrian more than anything. he continues to grow up looking more like you everyday. i wish you were here to see it. if i could do anything to prevent that day from happening, i would do it in a heartbeat. it’s been tough. i love you so much, and i would tell you a thousand times when you were here. but enough about me, adrian has some exciting things to tell you.”

“hi mommy! daddy is teaching me so many things. i start 1st grade soon, i hope that you would be proud of me. we got you your favorite flowers again! and i turn 6! i wish you were here to see me turn 6. i think turning 6 is a big number! but 7 is even bigger! i miss you a lot mommy. daddy cries a lot because he misses you too. i don’t like seeing him cry, but you made him so happy. can you make him happy again mommy? please? i love you.” “is that all you want to say buddy?” jackson asks. adrian starts to tear up a bit. “awe baby, don’t cry! mommy will always make me happy, okay?”

adrian wipes his tears away. “okay daddy. i love you and mommy!” “i love you too baby, now let’s go get some ice cream.”

#got7 #7ornevernet #ahgase #got7 scenarios #jackson wang #jackson wang scenarios #got7 angst

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