#Kim Inseong imagine

[yootaesowlwrites]

On Your Knees - Kim Inseong

W/C: 2.5K

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Prompts: “Get on your knees.” + “Did I tell you to stop?”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, nicknames, blow job, oral (male receiving), hint of dirty talking, teasing, angry sex, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), hint of aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You were lounging on the couch watching some random show you had stumbled across while surfing through the channels when you heard the door open before shutting a little too loudly than usual, you raise an eyebrow before turning the television off and standing from the couch to go see what the commotion was all about, as you reach the door you found Inseong with his hand against the wall and his head hanging as he muttered something you couldn’t hear.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, making him snap his head up, you resist the urge to take a step back once you saw the anger burning in his eyes and frustration clear on his face, it was rare for him to be irritated, mad or even frustrated, which made you question what had happened to cause this?

“Come with me,” He mutters as he steps forward, he grabs onto your hand and practically pulls you towards the bedroom, you could feel something shifting inside you with how tight he was holding onto your hand. Whatever had happened, you will have to ask later, because right now, you knew you weren’t going to get the opportunity, it was rare for him to be like this, and when he was… fuck, you could just expect to be left breathless and with your mind spinning. Once you reach the room, he almost harshly releases your arm and turns towards you. “On your knees,” You quickly comply and sink down onto your knees.

“Sit down on the bed, let me erase everything for you,” You say and bite your lip as you bat your eyes at him, he licks his lips before taking a few steps back and sits down on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs. You could feel a type of hunger growing inside you, a hunger for his cock in your mouth, you move onto your hands and slowly crawl towards him, his eyes quickly dart to the shirt that was sitting a little loose and was giving him the perfect view of your cleavage.

“Such a good and naughty girl for me,” He mutters as he leans slightly forward to get a better view, he could see your eyes had darkened and knew that you would make him forget all about what had happened. You reach him and sit on your knees between his legs and reach for his pants, you undo the button on it and slowly open the zipper, he lifts his hips and lets you tug his pants along with his underwear down, he lifts his feet, and you pull the fabric over his feet before tossing it aside, your eyes move to his cock, and you saw it was starting to get hard,

You lick your lips and place a hand on his knee and slowly slide your hand along his leg towards his cock while your lips touched the inside of his knee, making sure to build up to the moment when you would touch him and have his mind spinning from how good it felt, your hand slides past his cock and cup his balls, and slowly press your fingers into it as if you were gently kneading.

“Fuck… I knew you would take good care of me,” He mutters and leans slightly back, moving a hand behind him to lean against. You press your tongue against his skin and lick a long thick stripe towards his cock, his breathing deepens, and you watch his cock rise even more as pre-cum begins to form at the slit of it. You pull your head back as you reached his cock and turn your head to his other thigh and do the same. “Fucking…” You hear the sound of fabric moving and glance up at him and saw he was unbuttoning the shirt he has on. Your other hand suddenly wraps around the base of his cock, making him groan loudly and pause his movements.

Your lips got closer to his cock as your hand slides along his cock, his eyes move to watch your hand move along his length before slowly finishing the remaining buttons and removing his shirt and dropping next to you on the floor, you lift your head away from his thigh and turn your head towards his cock, his eyes flicker between your hand and mouth, waiting in anticipation for your next movement.

“Fucking go— ohhh,” He groans as you flick your tongue over the tip of his cock, a jolt of electricity goes through his body at the sudden feeling. “Fuck, do it again,” You do as he says, this time moving your tongue slowly over the tip. “Fuck…” Your hand slowly slides back towards the base of his cock and twists your hand around it, you feel it twitch underneath your grasp, and you knew it wouldn’t be long now before he was completely hard.

“You’re so big, Seong,” You purr out and bat your lashes at him, trying to create the most innocent look for him, he lets out a low groan, and you could see his Adam’s apple bopping as the sound left him. “It’s so hot of you,” His tip glistens as pre-cum begins to ooze from it, his cock now completely hard in your hold. You circle the tip of your tongue around the tip of his cock before licking a stripe down to where your hand was holding him, you flatten your tongue on the underside of his cock and feel a prominent vein leading you all the way back to the tip.

“Fuck…” He groans and grips the edge of his bed with his hand, while his other hand grips the bedding and bundled it up in his fist. Your tongue glides over the head of his cock before you pull back, you watch something flash in his eyes you lean back to observe his hard cock. “Did I tell you to stop?” He practically growls out. You slide your hand over his length, his eyes quickly shutting, and a strained moan leaves his lips, realising he had become frustrated too quickly and had forgotten you were still holding his cock.

“Don’t be mean, Seong,” You mutter and twist your hand around the head of his cock, spreading his pre-cum over the tip before sliding your hand back to the base, spreading the liquid along his length. You lift your gaze as you lean closer to his cock again, he watches you intently.

“Oh, my fucking…” He groans, and his eyes fall shut as your tongue slides over the head of his cock, you continue to watch him and watch his expression change as you lick over it several times, your eyes slowly move down from his face and watch his chest rise and fall slowly before moving your eyes lower and watching as he sucked in his stomach. “Fuuuckkk…” And then you take him completely in your mouth, making him fall back onto the bed as his arm buckles behind him. You smirk to yourself as you slowly bob your head up and down the tip of his cock, making his breathing hitch and become faster. You could see him running his hands through his hair as low groans fall from him.

His hips lift, and you feel his cock sliding deeper into your mouth, you pull back slightly to avoid choking on him for the time being, your hand releases his balls, and you bring it up to press it down against his hip, hoping it would let him know to lower his hips, which he thankfully did, you slowly take more of him in your mouth once his hips were on the bed again, saliva begins leaking from the corner of your mouths and slowly slides down his length.

“Fuck… fucking, so dirty, fuck,” He says almost breathless. Your breathing was hard as you ease yourself to take his cock even more in your mouth, his groans were almost becoming pitched as he feels his cock slowly sliding down your throat. “Fuck… you’re so fucking good to me,” He could feel your throat tightening around him and your lips moving lower around his cock, the warm wetness was making his mind spin. “Fucking hell… get up, I need to fuck you,” His hand comes to the back of your head and grabs onto your hair before pulling you off from his cock as he sits upright. “Fuck, you look so fucking filthy,” Your chin was soaked with your own saliva and your eyes were dilated as you stared at him.

His hand releases your hair and moves to your shirt, grabbing the hem of it and pulling it over your head almost roughly, luckily you had already changed into your night clothes and weren’t wearing a bra anymore, his hands quickly move to your pants, and he tugs them down along with your panties.

“Get up,” He orders, you quickly stand releasing his cock in the process and feel that your legs were shaky, he pushes your pants and panties down your legs to the floor before pulling you onto his lap, his cock immediately poking against your pussy. “Fuck, you’re fucking soaked,” He glances at your panties. “I should have checked if you soaked through them, did sucking me do this?”

“I can’t help it, it’s you,” You mumble, you move your hips and feel his cock sliding through your folds, loud squelching noises go through the air, and you feel his grip on your hips tighten as he hears it.

“You dirty girl,” He says. “Well, put it in,” You reach between your bodies, wrapping your hand around his cock again and guiding it to your entrance and pushing the head into you, your other hand quickly grabs onto his shoulder to try and stabilise yourself.

“Ohh, uhhm,” You groan and pull your hand away from his cock to grab onto his shoulder, your world spins and moments later you find yourself on your back and Inseong looking down at you with almost black eyes. “FUCK!” His cock fills you quickly and hits deep inside you with the sudden movement from him. “INSEONG!” Your nails immediately dig into his skin and your back arches at the sensation that was sent through you, your eyes shut with pure pleasure running through your veins.

“You’re so fucking wet, it just slipped in,” He grunts out, his hands slide down from your hips, over your thighs before you feel your legs being pushed against your torso and his arms pressing against the back of your legs, his body hovering over yours as you were spread wide open for him. “Fuck, so fucking good,” You feel his cock slide out from you before pushing back into you, his thrusts were quick and almost rushed as he tried to let out all his frustration.

“In-Inseong, oh-oh, fucking, uhh,” You cry out, you release his shoulders and reach up, grabbing onto the bedding and pulling on it. “FUCK!” Your tits bounced with how rough he was going, his groans were filling the room and his head falls forward, trying to keep the pace going to let out every ounce of frustration and anger.

“Fuck, yes, take it, you take it so good,” He groans out, your body was starting to become sweaty from how hot the room felt and from what he was doing, your muscles were slowly tensing up as a knot begins forming inside you, your mind was ascending into the clouds, and you could barely think straight anymore. “Uhh, so… fuck, yes,” You feel your mind starting to spin and specs of dust starts to form behind your lids as your high was approaching you.

“Inseong, oh, my… fuck, I, not, I,” You blubber out, squeezing your eyes tighter as your head begins turning from side to side from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. “Seong, fucking, so good, I’m gonna…” You could feel his hips moving faster and feel your juices splashing on your inner thighs. “S-Seong…” His groans were low, and you knew he was also getting close to reaching his high.

“Fuck…” His voice rough as he groans, your walls clench around him, and you hear his breath hitch as he feels his cock getting squeezed. “Do it again,” He practically growls out, your hips lift and the knot inside you comes undone, your toes curl as your body begins to shake with pleasure as your release hits, the specs of dust behind your lids quickly turn into exploding stars.

“INSEONG!” You scream out in pleasure, your walls pulsing around him, milking him to fill your pussy with his load, you pull at the covers more, pulling them even more out of place. “FUCK, OHH!” His hips stutter as he chased his release, the way you sounded just for him and the way your walls were milking him to cum was quickly causing his mind to spin.

“Fuck… Gonna…” He mutters before he sits back on his knees and thrust deeply into you before feeling the heartbeat that had been beating in the tip of his cock explode, he throws his head back, his jaw slacks and a loud moan falls from him, you let out a moan as you feel his hot cum spilling into you, he slowly releases your legs and let them dangle from the bed as he goes through his high. You open your eyes and look at him through a dazed gaze, his chest was heaving at a fast pace and his chest was coated with sweat, the frustration that once tensed his body seem to have gone now. You release the bedding and reach out with one hand for him and touch his lower stomach, he lifts his head and opens his eyes to look at you, his eyes had returned to his usual ones.

“Want to talk about it now?” You softly ask, feeling your body slowly cooling down along with the temperature, he moves on hand on top of yours and squeezes it before slowly moving backwards, stepping off the bed and slipping out from you.

“In a minute,” He says, releasing your hand. “Are you okay?” You nod your head and sit upright, feeling your mixed release spilling from you and leaking onto the bed. “I wasn’t too fast when I pushed into you, was I?”

“I was soaking wet, Seong…” You say. “It felt so good, nothing hurt, nothing did hurt, I’m okay,” You reach for his hips. “I’m all okay, but are you?” You stood from the bed, letting your hand linger on his hip as you do. “You can tell me anything, you know that, right?” He nods his head and cups your cheek, slowly running his thumb over your cheek.

“I’ll tell you in the tub, I think we both need to soak for a while,” He says, you nod your head. “It’s a bit of a long, complicated story…” He releases your cheek and drops his hand to yours that was still on his hip. “Let’s go…” He takes your hand and turns, gently leading you towards the bathroom for one long hot bath.

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[icequeenbae]

Now or Never (m) KIS KSW

Pairing: Rowoon (Seokwoo) x Reader x Inseong

Polyamory AU, Established Relationship, PWP, fluff, smut

Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, softdomvibes!Inseong, creampie, threesome, facesitting (messy oral, I warned ya)

Word Count: ~4.5k

Summary: If your partner is ignoring your needs, is there anything better than having another partner to tend to them?

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Author’s note: Hi hi hi!! I feel like I haven't been posting for ages, so I'm super happy to finally be back ❤️ So... This time I bring something different (big thanks to my beta @baekshoney for bearing with me 🙃). AHHH so nerve-wrecking!! Anyways, this is my first non-EXO (non-Baekhyun??) story on here, which I had dusting in my gdocs for some time. Since I am about to hit 500 followers, I felt like it is as good of a time as any to experiment a little~ I really really hope that you enjoy it! Don't worry, Baekhyun stories are also coming!!

Since it is a different fandom, I just want to state my usual greetings - I am Ri, very chatty and welcoming of all asks/ comments/ questions etc., please don't be shy to reach out! Okay, it's getting too long, I'll just leave you to it hehe

It has been two hours. Two torturous hours since you’d gotten home, ready to pounce, and your boyfriend Seokwoo was still not giving you anything but crumbs. Apparently, his friends waited for weeks for this day to come since he was too busy to play during the promotions, and now he was gaming like crazy for much longer than you were willing to tolerate.

At first, you took the opportunity to soak in a nice hot bath and take a relaxing shower. Then you took your time applying all of the skincare, hair products and whatnot to give him some extra time to finish up. You checked on him while your face mask was on, yet his session didn’t seem to be nearing an end. When you were all done (and slightly disappointed by the lack of attention), you rejoined him on the living room couch, looking for ways to distract him and coerce him to call it a day for his gaming. However, your advances didn’t produce much of an impact: Seokwoo simply nodded, asking you to wait for a bit longer.

He didn’t even glance your way. His eyes were glued to the screen the entire time you were ‘interacting’. Seokwoo was so deep into his game that he didn’t even notice the way you glared at him for 10 minutes straight before the noise came from the entrance.

‘Kids, I’m home!’

At this time, you were quite upset, so you weren’t in a rush to respond to Inseong, who was probably headed straight to the bathroom anyways. He had developed this habit of jumping in the shower as soon as he arrived home, probably because he became a sloth soon after – too lazy to remove his makeup or wash up. It was kind of endearing, the way he fell asleep in a matter of seconds sometimes, but personal hygiene was also a thing.

With the little patience you could muster, you waited for your older partner to finish his routine and proceed to the bedroom in order to put his home clothes on. But as Seokwoo continued to ignore all of your signals – the uncharacteristic pouting (you usually made use of it with his hyung instead), the hand on his thigh, the audible fuming – you were growing more and more frustrated.

You simply wanted him to spend some time with you! It was his fault too that you were this spoiled, basking in the ocean of his affection along with Inseong’s most of the time. The two of them were usually extremely clingy, and despite them being back home for several days already, you had hoped that their neediness would match yours and last for a bit longer.

And here you were, angry almost to tears from being completely ignored for the whole evening, especially after the extensive wait prior to this. Still, you were determined to get your share of attention in this house, one way or another.

The fact that Seokwoo simply gave you a casual pat on the butt when you stood up to leave only aggravated you further.

When you trudged into the bedroom, you were greeted with the familiar sight of your significant other splayed on the bed in just his shirt and sweats. His blond hair was a mess, his eyes were closed and his phone was on his chest. He was going to check something on there and then just decided to laze about for a minute, you figured. The sloth in him prevailed once again.

‘Oppa, are you asleep?’ You murmured, climbing onto the bed and taking a spot right next to him.

Flush to his side, you laid your head on his chest, and hugged him with both your right arm and right leg. The reciprocation of your gesture was instant, and his arm curled around your back, somehow tugging you even closer to him.

‘No, I was just going to join you,’ he replied, giggling softly as soon as you pressed an intense kiss to his neck. ‘What’s that about? Missed me?’

Inseong laughed in the charming way he did before looking at you with one eye. He caught the expression on your face way too quickly.

‘Why are you sulking?’

Multiplying your already exaggerated pout, you huffed and hid your face in his chest.

‘Seokwoo is ignoring me. All night.’

Reaching for your hair, Inseong brushed it away from your face and poked your cheek playfully. You huffed again like an angry little hedgehog.

‘Did you two have a fight?’

His tone was affable, and your defensiveness was down for the time being.

‘No. He’s… playing games!’ You frowned. ‘Instead of playing with me.’

‘I see,’ he hummed knowingly, digging his nose into your hair and inhaling deeply. ‘So, you’ve been pampering yourself all evening, and he gave you no attention at all?’

‘Yes!’ You replied begrudgingly.

This time, he didn’t give an immediate response. You lay there for a long minute, with his fingers brushing through your locks steadily. It was calming, you could not argue. There was something about Inseong that made you go mellow like this. He was chaotic at times, but when he was in his lazy domestic mood, you two would be melting together like two scoops of ice-cream on a pretty little plate.

And Seokwoo could very well be the plate. Since he was pretty and also unyielding (to your desires and whatever else) on days like this. Oh, you just wanted to smack his dumb little head every so often! What a meanie. He probably didn’t even notice that you weren’t around anymore, so your time was certainly better spent with someone who at least didn’t refuse to hold you for a good minute.

Acting all childish wasn’t something you did often, but sometimes a girl had to get what a girl wanted. And thankfully, it happened to work great on Inseong, who was a couple years older. Maybe it was him having a soft spot for you that made you this demanding, but who cared?

‘Cute.’ The blond finally replied. ‘You two can never stay out of trouble without the adults at home. It’s either fucking or fighting, no in between.’

‘Sometimes we’re playing around,’ you offered, cheeks suddenly getting heated at his comment.

Inseong snickered, chest shaking underneath your head.

‘I know how you ‘play around’. It counts as fucking, aegiya.’

You squirmed, feeling like you were trapped in rich honey. The hand that was patting your hair moments ago was now gently stroking the curve of your back, making your whole body tremble with excitement already. It wasn’t even anything special, but it was Inseong. His touch was just magical like this.

Relaxing in his arms and inhaling his fresh scent, you slowly turned into a purring kitty. The disappointment you felt from Seokwoo not giving you an ounce of his time this evening faded away, and you eagerly allowed your hand to snake under your elder’s shirt.

He hummed as his warm skin welcomed the caress of your fingertips, and you gripped his pec impishly. Both of you loved skinship a lot, so for some time it was just squeezing, and stroking, and rubbing, and hugging… You groped each other all over in a lazily sensual pattern, the tension growing just as steadily as Inseong’s boner underneath your palm. He startled you though, by reaching down and pressing two of his fingers to your clit.

You moaned before you could help it.

The shirt you were still wearing was all folded over your exposed breasts, so Inseong leaned in to press a wet kiss to your nipple. You squirmed, entangling your hand in his hair, and sort of pulling him closer. If that was even possible.

‘Mm, why are you wearing a thong at home?’ He murmured, licking at it broadly, leaving a moist trail over your breast.

‘Because my oppa is a pervert,’ you teased with a naughty smile, which quickly fell when he tapped you on the pussy.

‘Don’t be a brat,’ he warned in a singsongy tone, and circled your nub with just his middle finger.

The exhale that escaped your lungs was too breathy not to indicate your current state. But Inseong didn’t require any hints. He knew your body better than he knew his own, so pushing your buttons in the most efficient way came easy to him.

‘Next time don’t even bother wearing them,’ the blond continued, two of his fingers crawling underneath the triangle of fabric over your pubic bone to rub between your wet folds. ‘If you aim to please oppa.’

The soft squelch followed, and you moaned again, bucking your hips forward. Inseong smiled at your reaction, repeating his action a couple times to stimulate you further. You huffed impatiently, fingers digging into his deltoid, and presented the advanced version of your pout. It was a sort of ‘innocent baby girl wanting to get messed up by daddy’ kind of look. Very fitting for the current state of affairs, where you were reduced to watching him play with your pussy, all while wanting to curse him out to have him speed it up.

You’d had enough of waiting for tonight. It was time to be taken, and if anyone was to know better, it was him.

‘Inseongie,’ you called, skipping the honorific on purpose.

He knew it meant you were in a different state of mind already, too impatient to drag it out. So, he rolled his pants down, pressing your palm to his length.

‘You don’t have to wait for much longer, Y/N-ie,’ he murmured, voice sounding salacious without him even intending it.

There was just this… aura to him. Inseong could say the most mundane little thing, and not even mean for it to sound seductive, and still your body would react. And since it has been a long evening so far (of you being left unsatisfied), you were grateful that it was him. Because while Seokwoo preferred to take his time and essentially marinate you in his love (when he wasn’t too busy ignoring your very existence), Inseong was more impulsive in his lovemaking. He was less intense, but more… present. And while Seokwoo took you to another realm and made it an experience in itself, Inseong got things done. Exactly the way you wanted them done.

It didn’t even startle you when he suddenly pushed into you from behind, holding you by the waist. He stayed unmoving for a few seconds, helping you get your shirt off for good, and then tugged you so close your back ended up glued to his chest. Always his little dessert spoon.

He set a medium pace, his breath fanning over your ear just as steadily as his hips rolled into yours.

‘Mh-m,’ you moaned through your sealed lips, crazy about the wetness echoing in his every motion to pull out and slip back in.

You could picture his juice-covered cock from just hearing that. Saliva filled your mouth driven by instinct, and you gulped, reaching back to at least get a handful of his ass while at it. As if hearing you swallow, Inseong suddenly brought his hand up and traced your lower lip with his index finger. Shoving it into your mouth along with his middle finger, he urged you to give him a good suck. Pushing his fingers in and out, as if imitating oral sex, he made you drool even more.

Content with how well you lubricated his fingers, he brought them back to your nipple, making sure to press on it while squeezing your whole breast. You shivered.

‘Should I just go all in, baby?’ He inquired, slowing down, and you nodded frantically. ‘Okay. I’m not pulling out either.’

He chuckled at the way your nose scrunched up. You did enjoy raw sex, and having some cream on your cake was fine on any day. But having two boyfriends (who sometimes got pettily competitive) usually ended up in your whole crotch covered in cum. Also your butt crack, and your thighs, your boobs… sometimes it got smeared over your entire body. These boys could get so messy that afterwards you were in for an urgent shower and dealing with the laundry, even though you could barely keep your eyes open. It was helpful that there were two of them, but they were also double trouble.

When Inseong changed the position, it became a lot more… a lot more.

Your left leg was between his, and your right one was in the air, supported by your partner. Inseong pressed down on it to spread you open, and you knew he meant business in just a few moments – when he adjusted.

‘Ah-h!’ You couldn’t hold back your yelps any longer, getting louder with every thrust.

It was hard to reach for him in this position, so you tugged on your own locks instead, arching your back. Your shaky hand found the firm flesh of his thigh, and you held onto it for dear life and he snapped into you so hard your entire body bounced off the mattress.

‘Seongie- yes, yes-’

You were simply pleading at this point, the muscles of your core quivering around his cock.

‘Enjoying the show?’ Inseong suddenly asked, not wavering in his rhythm.

Blinking through the blurriness in your eyes, you looked up at his sweaty chest and then face, noticing a figure right behind him.

Seokwoo was right there in the doorway, watching you intently as you fucked.

‘Ah!’ You shrieked, a lightning bolt of pleasure hitting you in that very second.

Inseong kept your thighs open, pressing you down into the covers forcefully to use your orgasm to trigger his own. It only took him a few seconds to catch up.

‘Oppa-’ you cried, and he growled through the hammering of his thrusts, which kept filling you with more and more of his seed.

He wasn’t in a hurry to get off of your limp body once he was done, planting lazy kisses over your collarbone instead. Your weak arms wrapped around his shoulders, and he stroked your thigh. It was a cuddling session all over again.

It was cut short by a begrudged hum.

‘Aren’t you done yet?’

Seokwoo was the one who wanted attention now. How ironic.

‘What’s with the tone?’ Inseong inquired, knowingly furthering his donsaeng’s frustration.

‘Hyung! You could’ve waited for me, you know?’ He said, approaching the bed with his arms crossed.

‘Why would I?’ He snickered, lying down on his back comfortably, not even bothering to cover himself up.

Inseong toyed with people in the most infuriating, innocent, and arousing way. Always.

‘Noona,’ Seokwoo called helplessly.

But you ignored him, looking up at the blond next to you.

‘Now he remembers I exist.’

‘Sure he does. Raging boners tend to redirect your attention.’

Seokwoo pursed his lips together in frustration, looking down at the very obvious giveaway of his body.

He looked kinda cute when he was mad like this, so you gave a gentle nudge to Inseong, urging him to play with the junior some more. ‘Maybe he just likes to watch. We can give this punk another front row seat to the performance, can’t we?’

‘You’re so naughty, oppa. You know how wet and sensitive I am still…’

‘Yes. I could dive right in…’

‘Noona-ah!’ Seokwoo whined, pushing through to get between you and Inseong. ‘This isn’t fair. Why is he getting all of you?’

‘Missed your train tonight, aegi.’ You huffed, shoving him back to fall on his butt with the ball of your foot. ‘Go back to ignoring me and see how sad I am about it.’

‘I’m sorry, I just got carried away…’ He mumbled breathily, finding ways to touch your thigh discreetly with the pads of his fingers. ‘I can make it up to you.’

You met Inseong’s eyes, and despite his neutral expression, you could tell he was just as curious as you were.

‘Like how?’ You inquired, feigning indifference.

‘How would you like me to do it?’ He asked, and both you and Inseong rolled your eyes.

‘Seriously,’ Inseong sighed dramatically. ‘He has to be told what to do. Do you want hyung to give you instructions too?’

He only said that to tease his junior, but there was something in the way he phrased it… That had you bite your lip to deal with the raise in tension. And Inseong noticed.

‘On a second thought… Why not?’

Both of you turned to the blond now.

‘Strip, Seokwoo-yah. And make it entertaining for your noona.’

The pause didn’t last long, and you heard the ruffle of fabric as the taller one began to get rid of his clothes. He tried to do it slowly, in a more sensual way, one could assume, but it seemed slightly awkward and rushed. His long limbs demonstrated very little grace in setting themselves free, and your cold façade almost got destroyed with a chuckle.

Did he have to be so tall, clumsy and adorable?

Biting into your cheek from the inside of your mouth, you held it in. Inseong’s hand wandered across your breast.

‘You’re easily excitable,’ he murmured into your ear, and you squirmed from the tickling warmth of his breath.

Why were you turned on again this quickly? Whether it was the scent of Inseong’s sweat in the air and his cum dripping out of you, or Seokwoo’s toned body and delicious bronze skin in front of you, you had no idea. But it was clear that you wouldn’t refuse speeding things up at this point.

Inseong must have been reading your mind, because he reached out to grab Seokwoo’s wrist and pulled him onto the bed again.

‘Lie down. On your back.’

You watched with deep curiosity how he bossed the younger around. Usually, Inseong was quite soft-handed. He could take the lead at times, since he was older, but mostly preferred to live a life of a marshmallow. So now, as he had set out to help you ‘punish’ Seokwoo for his cold manner, you were suddenly coming to terms with finding this hot. Maybe a thing to bring up next time?

The blond turned his head to look at you.

‘Sit on his face.’ His tone was soft, yet the suggestion seemed bold.

‘Huh?’ You looked down on autopilot, thinking back about the semen smeared all over your pussy now.

The fact is, Seokwoo was quite used to his hyung’s cum on him, since they both got pretty messy taking turns. But it wasn’t usually anywhere close to his face. You were wondering…

‘Aren’t we teaching him a lesson?’ Inseong asked, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear in a casually flirty way he had about him. ‘He wants a go. Might as well clean you up first.’

You gulped at the thought of Seokwoo’s mouth on your cum-stained labia. Inseong visibly enjoyed your reaction, and it didn’t go unnoticed by the younger one either – he tugged at your wrist impatiently.

‘I’ll do it, noona. Please.’

Hesitating for a moment, you wanted to ask if he was sure. But if the apparent twitch of his cock and the restless licking of his lips were any indication, he was quite into it already. You quickly assumed the role you were offered.

‘What makes you think you deserve to do even that?’ You chuckled, raising an eyebrow at him.

Inseong snickered behind your back, enjoying the scene in front of him.

‘Don’t be so mean, sweetness,’ he murmured, the tip of his nose tickling your ear. ‘He knows exactly what he’s getting. He saw all of it happen.’

Thinking back to the way Seokwoo lurked in the door, watching Inseong fuck you into total bliss, you cocked your head to the side, looking at the blond’s lips.

‘I guess if he doesn’t impress me… He could always go back to watching, right?’

The question sent an electric charge through the air, and, as soon as Inseong nodded, you threw your leg over Seokwoo’s chest. Taking the right position didn’t require much time, although you were cautious not to smother him.

Seokwoo, however, didn’t seem to care about breathing whatsoever.

He buried his whole face in your vulva as soon as you sat down. You pursed your lips to contain a yelp and inhaled, feeling much less powerful now that he was holding your hips in a tight lock of his arms. The younger’s full lips worked hard, exploring your wet folds. When suddenly his tongue dipped inside you aggressively, there was no way to hold yourself back.

‘Agh!’ You gasped, pressing your palms into the wall in front of you.

The taller one continued with even more fervor. He clearly aimed to coerce more of these reactions out of you, and his technique was about to bring him success. You could hear his muffled breathing, and the slurping sounds he produced, and the low hums from a deep place in his chest… It was all too much to handle.

‘Seokwoo-ya-ah,’ you moaned, bucking your hips forward with the help of his palms on your ass.

Inseong bent over reaching for your inner thigh to get a better look, but the younger one smacked his hand away unapologetically.

‘Like a hungry lion,’ the blond snorted. ‘Seems like you’re his prey now, Y/N-ie.’

Turning to him like a hungry lioness yourself, you licked your dry lips.

‘Put your cock in my mouth,’ you demanded, and he smiled, giving your face a broad stroke up to your ear as if you were his pet.

Instead of giving you an answer, Inseong looked down at something behind you. It could only be assumed that it was the younger’s crotch. But before he could say anything, Seokwoo lost his resolve completely, suddenly pushing you off of himself and onto the bed.

It didn’t take you much longer than a second to register his rock-solid cock, bouncing against his lower stomach. Slightly surprised that he got this hard with zero touching, you were ambushed by his quick move to grasp you and likely get you on all fours.

Fighting him off playfully, you twisted and wriggled, not allowing him to lay you on your belly. As usual, he was careful not to hurt you, and you used your size difference to your advantage. He conceded all of the hits and shoves, determined to get you in his hold by catching your wrists. But soon he had to simply pin you down on the bed, using both force and his body mass. Finally submitting to his weight on top of you and showing your teeth in a defeated smile, you dug into his hair with one hand, battling his grip.

Kim Seokwoo loved when you touched his hair. The gentle scratch of your nails against his scalp almost sent him into ecstasy every time, so he hurriedly pushed into you before it was too late. You cried out, even though it didn’t hurt, and he pulled back slowly, eyes trained on your face.

‘Deep and hard,’ you told him, sounding hoarse and slightly desperate. ‘Make me come quickly.’

He swallowed, pecking you on the lips swiftly, and slammed back into you. After a round with Inseong and a torturous oral with Seokwoo, your pussy was so swollen and tender that you could barely stand the abrupt contact it was making with his skin. Squealing and grasping, you left superficial scratches on his back as your hands traveled down the curve of it.

His glutes were flexing rhythmically underneath your palms, and you were almost hypnotized by the way his tongue ran over his luscious lips. The mole on his chin added to your madness, and you grabbed his neck with one hand to plant a kiss over it. He wasn’t satisfied with just that, and his tongue slipped between your lips, momentarily taking over.

Whining into his mouth, you allowed him to devour you, while his hips continued hammering you down. It wasn’t his usual style, but your request (order?) was to make you come quickly, so he knew you were not in the mood for a slow session. And testing your patience was definitely a challenge for another day. Thus, he used all of his athletic ability to keep the intensity of his thrusts high, making your walls start to pulse in a familiar way around him.

‘Noona…’ He sighed, gripping you tighter as his movements became rougher.

‘Mm-ah,’ you jolted in his arms, body trembling uncontrollably.

A sling of curses followed, and you fist pressed into his shoulder in an attempt to get some distance between you. But he kept going, spurred on by your high-pitched moans, and in mere seconds you heard his breathy groan. Keening at the feeling of his seed flooding your insides and dripping out slowly when he rocked back and forth gently, you threw your head back. Seokwoo slipped out of you, moving down to rest his head on your exposed chest for a few moments, and you went with the flow.

Some time later, your trance was disrupted by the rustle of tissues.

Opening your eyes and turning to the side, you saw Inseong, who was wiping what could only be cum off of his stomach.

‘Oppa?’ You called, attracting Seokwoo’s attention as well, despite him almost dozing off on top of you.

Inseong met your eyes and chuckled.

‘What? You didn’t think I was gonna watch you and not get off?’

You motioned for him to join you.

‘I want cuddles.’

‘Yes, princess,’ he replied, throwing the used tissues on the floor without a care before scooting closer to you.

Seokwoo rolled off of you with slight displeasure, and Inseong tugged at the duvet to get it from under you. He knew you were getting cold quickly after sex, so the first thing he did after cleaning up was wrapping you in the covers. When all three of you were tucked underneath, the blond immediately clung to you from behind, intertwining your legs.

Seokwoo turned away already since he liked to lie on his side as well, but his bare back seemed quite lonely at this time. You traced his spine with your index finger slowly.

‘What lesson have you learned today?’ You asked him in a semi-stern tone.

‘I shouldn’t have ignored noona,’ he mumbled in response, sounding like a scolded puppy.

‘Are you gonna do this again?’ You asked, and were met with silence. ‘Hm?’

‘No..?’ He replied, and you huffed at the response.

‘He’s gonna toy with you even now,’ Inseong laughed, and you shoved at Seokwoo’s shoulder blade with your fist.

‘Yah, is that your final answer-’

‘I love you, noona!’ He interrupted, melting your anger away with the sucker punch phrase. ‘Please love me back.’

‘Ugh, this little-’ You rolled your eyes, unable to remain strict at all.

Inseong nudged your butt forward, and you got closer to the younger one’s body. Sighing, you finally wrapped your arms around his waist, accepting him as the (giant) little spoon. He instantly became a purring mess in front of you, stroking the arm you were hugging him with.

‘I guess it’s better late than never…’ You muttered, placing a soft kiss between his shoulder blades. Just like that, you officially made up.

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A/N: Not gonna lie, I'm dying for some feedback. It feels like I'm posting my first story ever, I was very uncertain about posting it 🙃 I do hope that there are many SF9 stans out there to enjoy this, but I haven't interacted with many (which I would love to). There are some other sf9 stories coming along... with different pairings (cz I'm a hoe? lol) Anyways, let me know what you think! Also, my masterlist is now mostly EXO, but check it out if you're interested~

P.S. Not at me rushing to post the story because I was just hanging out with Dawon in my dream today lmao Can't disappoint my bestie 😂😂😂

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[juhotonin]

Binseong missing hours — 3 / ♾️

#sf9 #byfantasy #inseong #kim inseong #youngbin #kim youngbin #*gifs #listen yb calling inseong jagiya... yes. #also what yb says in the 4th one is not accurate... his part is not translated. #it's only my imagination. I also thought to add 'delicious' (makes more sense to say this to a food than beautiful) #but inseong's part is translated which is 'you are prettier.' if I had added the word delicious. IS would've said 'you're more delicious' #which also is a bit well... yknow my struggle I hope you can forgive me on that part

[chicken-fifi]

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[neomuni]

current build up thoughts

I pretty much liked the whole vibe until people actually got eliminated :/ (or until yeo one and donghun received untenable criticism...)

my faves from the silhouette videos turned out to have been: Sunyoul, Inseong, Kim Seohyung, Donghun, Yeo One

others I already liked: Bitsaeon, Taehwan, Jeup

besides Neon and Im Junhyuk there weren't really any additional people that stood out to me above the rest, but maybe I'll have to re-listen to the stages (btw doesn't neon look so much like feeldog? haha)

two of my favourites (Taehwan, Inseong) were already eliminated; since Taehwan's Vanner has only just won a survival show I don't feel so bad but with Inseong it's the same Mixnine shit all over again where he didn't get an ounce of the attention he deserved (also imagine we'd gotten a tiny love-in-the-ice-cover reunion on stage)

as for favourite stages so far: Don't Go Don't Go was fantastic but so was the IU cover My Sea, the pop crew (besides saeon) are all not necessarily my cup of tea but I agree that they did a great job on Dangerously and Falling

I think some songs were changed so much in the arrangement that the stages became slightly weird for someone who had the original song fresh in mind (for example why choose a song like River if you're gonna have to tone it down like that)

the part that I can probably get worked up about the most is that while the rivaling teams' scores kind of made sense in relation to each other, they made zero fucking sense if you compare them across the board, zero

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[blu-joons]

The Night Before Enlistment ~ Kim Inseong

“Can you still not get yourself off to sleep?”

As Inseong’s head tilted down to look across at you, you could tell straight away that sleep had avoided him. His mind was busy, filled with apprehension and nerves, the fear of the unknown and what was coming his way beginning to creep in.

The feeling of a hand cupping the side of his face drew Inseong out of the daydream that he was in, nodding his head at last in response to you. He seemed exhausted, but his mind was active, stubbornly refusing to switch off for him.

“I can’t close my eyes without thinking about things,” Inseong whispered, shifting onto his side to be able to face you properly. “The thought of leaving so much behind tomorrow doesn’t quite feel real yet, it’s not sunk in yet.”

You smiled weakly, understanding exactly how Inseong was feeling, “we knew this day would come, it’s just come a lot sooner than either of us could have probably imagined it would.”

You’d been made aware of the need for Inseong to enlist for a while, closing yourself off from it. Neither of you really enjoyed talking about what would happen, you thought if you forgot about it, it would go away, but now it had finally crept back up on you.

“Even just laying here I’m struggling to believe that this could be my last night in my own bed for eighteen months or so,” Inseong continued, pulling the duvet further up around his frame.

“You’ll get some holiday from time to time,” you tried your best to encourage, trying to pick Inseong’s mood up as best as you could, “you can come back home then, right?”

“I can,” Inseong murmured, still filled with fright. Not only was he struggling to believe that he was leaving his bed, but picturing you being the only in the bed too didn’t sit right for Inseong, it was a place for the two of you, not just one of you.

As Inseong fell silent quickly, you could tell that he was silently beginning to worry again. “I’m sure that these months will fly by you know,” you smiled, pressing a little closer into Inseong’s cheek to draw his attention back across to you.

“I don’t think I can sleep tonight,” he then whispered in reply to you, “I don’t even know how I’m going to sleep whilst I’m in the military, I can’t even remember the last time that I fell asleep without you right by my side there with me.”

With time you knew that Inseong would settle, get comfortable, make friends, and find his feet too. It was going to take time for him to adapt, get used to new surroundings, new people, but you had every confidence that he could do it.

As he met your eyes, Inseong smiled weakly, “we’ve never spent more than a couple of weeks apart, and now we could be looking at a month or two at least.”

As much as you tried to keep the smile on your face, you were terrified too. Luckily for you, you had the rest of the group around you still, but they could never make up for having Inseong around you, no matter how hard they tried to be there.

“We’ll get there,” you whispered, unable to quite find it in you to say anything else as you tried your best to keep composed, “we’ve always got through everything, right?”

Inseong’s head nodded in agreement with you, “it’s the not knowing when I’ll next see you again that scares me, I feel fine about walking through the barracks tomorrow, I’m a people person after all, but my favourite person won’t be there.”

“I’m coming to see you off,” you reminded him, bringing your other hand up to Inseong’s face too, “and the boys all said that they’d come too.”

Knowing how terrified Inseong was, the boys all made sure that their schedules were clear to see Inseong off with you. Not only were they going for him, but they were also going for you too, making sure they could support you as you said your goodbyes.

“They’re under strict instructions to look after you,” Inseong promised you with a light chuckle, reminding himself of the serious lecture that he had given them all on his last visit to the studio. “Even if you want them at four in the morning, you call.”

“I’ll be alright,” you laughed, shaking your head at how organised Inseong was when it came to you, “the poor boys don’t need to be worrying about me with you not around.”

Inseong quickly shushed you as you spoke, not letting you dismiss the boys. “They’ve been given no choice, if I come home next year and find anything different, then I’m blaming them,” he joked, trying his best to keep his humour despite the overwhelming nerves that he felt about what was coming his way.

“I know you’re worried about me, but I can take of myself,” you assured him, “and I’ll make sure that I show you that as often as possible too.”

Inseong nodded at your vow, “I want you to text me every single day, even if I can’t reply so that I know you’re taking care of yourself and healthy.”

It was a promise that you had already made several times to Inseong in the build up to his enlistment. “Most of all I promise that I won’t sleep on your side of the bed, I know how much you love how your body moulds into the mattress as it is.”

He smiled appreciatively back across to you, “I’ve left a pile of my hoodies in the wardrobe so that you can snuggle up to them instead of rolling onto my side of the bed.”

“And I’ve ordered a new bottle of my perfume to ship to you once you’ve done your induction so that you can keep it with you too,” you reminded him, sniggering softly as the corners of Inseong’s mouth turned up into a smile.

“I bet the other members of the band judge me,” he laughed, “but they’ll just be jealous that their partners don’t send them anything.”

Slowly, you noticed Inseong’s mood picking up as you reminded him of the things that he had to look forward to, even if you were going to be far away.

“Just think of all the fun we can have once enlistment is over,” you suggested, “we won’t have to make plans anymore wondering whether we’ll get to do it before you enlist.”

“When I discharge, we’re clearing off our bucket lists,” Inseong laughed in reply.

“We’ll have the rest of our lives to do those things.”

“My discharge bucket list currently consists of laying in bed with you and never letting go,” Inseong informed you, feeling his heart soften as he tried to picture how that time would be, even if it was several months away. “I can’t wait for that time to come around.”

“I bet that it will be much sooner than you think.”

“I don’t want things to change whilst I’m gone,” he whispered, “I want to make sure that I come out to you, and the group, and all of our fans too.”

Your head nodded back to him, “your fans will wait and so will the boys. As for me, I’ll be straight to those gates on the day that you discharge.”

“I can’t wait for that day to come.”

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[cloudykaii]

never forget you

pairing: kim inseong x reader [platonic]

summary: you were one of the most valuable people in his life, how could you think he’d forget you?

warnings: mentions of a bad friend, cursing, small arguments, crying, but nothing too bad

The thing about it that bothered Inseong the most, is that he didn’t even know if you could see the error of your ways. He had no idea if you were even aware of how much it hurt him whenever he called and you found excuses not to talk to him, or if you knew how it made him feel to know that he couldn’t even be excited about milestones in his career around you because every time it was brought up, you got hostile and made it abundantly clear to him that you didn’t care. You were supposed to be his best friend.. what happened?

Those were all part of the reason why the last person he expected to open the door to find knocking was you, especially not after the argument the two fo you had only a couple days prior. He stood there in shock for a brief moment while you smile sheepishly at him, another thing that shocked him. Lately your entire attitude seemed angry whenever you were with him.

“Can we talk?” you said, nervously. “It’s important.” Part of him wanted to shut the door in your face. Hadn’t he told you that not everything could be about you in this friendship.. so why did it seem like you hadn’t heard him it all? But the way you avoided eye contact and your fingers anxiously played with the sleeves of your hoodie had him moving to the side and let you in.

He expected you to make a beeline for the couch and make yourself comfortable like you usually did, but instead you were only a couple steps away from him as he shut the door behind him. He heard you take a deep breath and turned around. “You’re right.”

Inseong stared at you. Had he heard you right? Did you mean what he thought you meant? “What?” You shocked him again. He expected you to roll your eyes and tell him to not make you repeat it or something, but you just sighed shakily.

“You were right.. about everything you said the other day.”

He frowned. “Hey, I said some pretty harsh things, I don’t really-”

“They may have been harsh, but they were something I needed to hear,” you cut him off. “I know that they usually wouldn’t apply to me, but I know they do over the past couple of weeks. I’ve been selfish, rude, and a bitch, and I’m really sorry. You didn’t deserve that.”

Inseong had no idea how to take this apology. Sure, it was what he had wanted from you anyways, but he hadn’t expected to actually get it considering the way you had been to him. “I just.. don’t get it,” he decided to say. “You’re supposed to be my best friend. When did that change?”

You sighed, glancing down at your feet before looking up at him. “It didn’t change. You’re still my best friend.. I just haven’t been a very good one to you.”

He nodded slowly, watching you for a moment. He had known you for so many years, he had no doubt that you meant what you were saying, and that you were telling the truth, but he was still a little confused. “But.. why? What happened?”

You took a deep breath, bracing yourself to spill the embarrassing truth as you laughed drily. “It sounds dumb, but I was scared,” you admitted. Inseong went to ask again but you just smiled sadly. “You’re so talented, you know? I’ve always known that, and it’s no secret that you’re meant for great things. Now, you’re beginning to actually achieve these great things that you’re so obviously destined for, and I guess I just got scared.”

“You guess?” he asked and you shook your head. “No, I know I got scared. It’s just.. we’ve been friends since were too small to walk on our own feet yet. It’s been a long time, and recently I just realized that it was never you who needed me. I was the one who always needed you. I went to you for help, I cried to you, I was the one who missed you. It scared me because if you don’t need me, then there’s not really anything keeping you from forgetting about me, is there?”

The quiet had a sad undertone as it hung in the air for a while, and you eventually continued, feeling the need to clarify. “And, look, I know none of that excuses the way I treated you, and I should have just talked to you about it instead of letting my emotions take control and on some level, I guess, try to push you away first, but.. I just want you to know that I’m sorry, and if you decide to forgive me, I promise to do better than that, and be a better, more supportive friend.”

It all seemed to click in his mind, he tuned you out for a second to mull over your words. Of course you were scared, why wouldn’t you be? You may have shown the emotion in the wrong way, but it was a pretty natural reaction when he thought about the two of you. But there was a particular thing you said that bothered him.

“That was all I wanted to do, was apologize, so uh-”

“You think I don’t need you?” Inseong cut you off, staring at you incredulously. “Is that really what you think?”

You froze, not having expected to be asked that. “I-I mean.. it’s true isn’t it?”

He shook his head. “No, Y/N, it’s the biggest load of bullshit I’ve heard anyone say in my life. I can’t believe you think I don’t need you, or that I care so little about you that I would forget you.”

Your eyes widened, thinking you made him mad again, but he just continued, on a roll. “I mean, you’re my best friend. And sure, maybe we’ve had our issues lately, but you’re still you. If you weren’t you wouldn’t have come here and apologized to me, or given me an explanation at all. Okay, I know you and if you really didn’t care about me, you wouldn’t have come at all,” he grabbed your hand. “I know you so well, and you know me even better. You know me better than I know myself. No one else would give me extra water because they knew I would forget to pack it for rehearsal because I somehow always oversleep on Mondays.

“No one else knows the struggles I’ve had like you do, and you were the only person there for me through them all. You were the main person telling me I was okay, and encouraging me to keep pushing when things got tough. Sometimes you were the only person,” he admitted. “I love you, and I need you way more than you apparently think. The whole reason this whole thing hurt so bad was because I thought I had lost you, and that hurt more than anything else. I need you no matter what happens in my life, and don’t you dare ever think otherwise, understood?”

You stood in front of him, holding his hand and barely managing to keep it together. You were silent until he finished, locking eyes with him being the thing that pushed you over the edge crying and throwing your arms around him. “I love you so much,” you cried into his shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

Inseong hugged you back, more than relieved. “I love you too. You’re my best friend and my favorite person in the world, please never think that I could forget you. And if for some reason you do... come to me so I can tell you exactly why that’s impossible,” he murmured to you. A single thought struck both of you.

I’m so happy you’re back.

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[chaerryroses]

• 20:43 - Kim Inseong •

Inseong hugged you tightly while your arms hung loosely around his waste. You tried to wiggle out of his grip, but he only squeezed you tighter.

“Babe, you’ll only be gone for a few days,” you said.

“I know,” Inseong replied as he placed a soft kiss to the top of your head.

“You’ll be late for your flight.”

“But that means I get to hug you longer.”

“If you hug me any tighter or longer then I won’t be able to breathe.”

“Then I guess I really need to be late to make sure that you will be okay!”

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[pocket-scenarios]

Antlers - Inseong

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Inseong moves things around in the box of Christmas decorations you had stored. You stretch your arms over your head, you had already put out your tree, a small fake tree you got about four years ago. Inseong is trying to see if you have any decorations he can borrow to put on the tree back at their dorm. You turn hearing something fall from in your kitchen, you sigh going towards the sound already knowing that your cat had knocked something down. You pick up the skillet your cat knocked down putting it back on the drying rack before picking up the culprit herself.

“You’re always getting into things,” you playfully scold your cat before putting her back down.

You walk back into your lounge Inseong is holding a pair of candy cane colored reindeer antlers.

“Those are from the Christmas parade a few years ago,” you explain sitting on your couch, “I had to wear them while I was marching,” you say with a nod.

“I think I’d look good in them,” he mumbles putting the antlers on his head, you laugh.

“You don’t need them,” you tease.

“I’ll take them and your decorations,” Inseong teases back taking them off and putting them back into the box, “I’m just going to take these with me, I’ll bring back whatever we don’t use,” he explains, you nod.

“Send me pictures when you get the decorations put up,” you remind.

“Of course,” he says brightly, “thanks again.”

“It’s no problem, I’ll see you,” you say patting his shoulder lightly.

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[sanghyukstattoos]

SF9's reaction: cockwarming

Genre: fluff-fluff-fluff; smut-smut-smut

Characters: SF9!

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here!

Youngbin:

Plays in pairs

When you first present the idea to him, given that the circumstances are of a light atmosphere, you'll fluster him, impeccably. His cheeks will turn pink and he'll maybe giggle a little and cover his mouth out of shyness but he won't be averted to the idea. He loves it but you just caught him off guard ahaha. When it's under a serious circumstance, like you are describing what you would like to try out, he would seriously contemplate your idea. He won't seal the deal if he doesn't like it the first time around. He'll try for a second to give it a chance. During your first time trying this out, it'll be spontaneous. Like you are watching a movie or a documentary and you or him decide that you want to give it a try. He'll firmly hold your waist as you settle onto him. If you are horny, you wait for a few minutes before you think, 'Enough of this' and rock him out of this world. What could he say? If you aren't, it'll be peaceful. But there's a dilemma. If you are sitting on the sofa, you can't see the screen. But you want to watch (sad). He'll say, ''It's okay'' and switch off the tv and it will resume in the bedroom. Just a beautiful atmosphere where you have deep conversations. He'll listen to your insight and internally marvel at how your perspective and compliment them with some of his own. It's like turn-taking, an essential part of a relationship where you go back and forth, speaking about one topic to the end of it where you have nothing to say anymore and then you'll move onto the next. It'll go on for ages, till the two of you are hungry. When the two of you go the kitchen to make something, he'll do what he couldn't do when the two of you were cock warming. The same thing may happen when the two of you are about to fall asleep, the lack of lights appeal to his other side, love-making.

Inseong:

This one is a funny bunny

It's a routine for you to cock warm after sex just like when he's on the laptop, surfing the net at the dinner table and you are sat on his cock, back to his chest, keeping him warm. After sex, it's a gateway to another round, on the bed or in the shower or to sleep in that position but not cock warm. He would love cock warming in the morning if it's cold then, probably in your balcony or in the kitchen, hugging you from behind and trailing his hands to your tummy and chest every now and then. He would love when you capture when you capture his lips in a sweet embrace, beginning a long make-out session when he's in you. If he's horny, you can bet that he's going to tell you about it. ''Babe'', he places a delicate kiss on your neck, ''tell me'' you moan out. His hands have already found your tummy and trailed downward, rubbing your clit but not to just merely stimulate you, to see if you are wet as he imagines you to be. He loves you. He's going to make love to you, to see those expressions on your face and feel you around him, holding you in his arms till the two of you have exhausted yourselves out which could one round or more than one. I can imagine you and him in the kitchen, he's got you pressed against the counter and that's how the cock warming while horny scene may play out. Another one is when abroad, maybe in a hotel or airbnb, he'll have you in his arms but that's not how it starts. He'll be playful about it, surprising you with a hug from behind, kissing the spot near to your ear, whispering some *interesting* innuendo into your ear, it makes you laugh anyway. A couple of seconds later, he's turning you around, kissing your tummy and inner thighs all the way till he's on his knees, he'll make sure to nuzzle his nose against your panties and lick a stripe at the material, slowly pulling them down. Arousal buzzes through you because he's telling you, ''fuck, baby you taste so good, stay still for me'' or something like that, it's a little muffled because he is preoccupied in drawing you to pleasure and pleasure and then release. He'll eat you out multiple times or till your knees buckle, depending on whether you had sex previously and then just maybe, in a moment driven by passion, he'll carry you to the sofa and that's where you'll cock warm, giggling to one another of what just happened, what you want to do afterwards. Wrap your legs around his waist, press him against the sofa and lift your hips again, he'll start the process again, all while laughing. It's just light-hearted.

Jaeyoon:

Absolute sweetheart/ dream husband

In this scenario, let's say that he is your husband. When you suggest cock warming, he's a little uncertain (by his little frown) but also inquisitive (by his questions), *Frowning* ''What is it about?'' would be the situation, he would look very cute when he asks. Presumably the two of you would be cuddling and you happened to stumble onto this conversation, he would not be shy, just like, 'You have an idea, let's hear it then!', also like an explorer, he's willing to try new things even if it means pushing his boundaries a little bit. But, this does not fall into that category of pushing boundaries. Maybe pushing his patience if he's horny. The latter scenario is guaranteed to occur at multiple points of time. You'll be lying on your side with his cock in your ass, it's a little jerk that alerts you or his hands that begin to wander everywhere like kissing your neck, then your lips and his hands have already begin to stimulate your clitoris. You moan into the kiss and then he knows and he smiles into the kiss while rocking his hips against yours. Everything is forgotten in the background. Unless it's life-threatening. Like food can burn or you could watch three episodes on netflix that you aren't truly watching, he's not stopping till the both of you are tired to the bone and have released multiple times. Quite the sweetheart though, he'll get up and shake himself if he's about to fall asleep the next minute and he'll grab a cloth for you like you protest but he says as he's already getting up, ''no, stay there, I've got it!''. You smile and slump and he cleans you, tosses it away and then climbs on top of you, pulling you into his arms. If he can, he'll try the idea of cock warming and spoon you throughout the night but if he can not, he'll definitely do it the next day. He's committed to the plans he makes or what's going on at that moment. Let's say you have an argument, you are trying to smooth things out, ruffle out misunderstandings and you won't talk it out with sex but communicate to him about it. The night will end in cock warming, to bring you closer and then it's all jokes from there, especially about the argument, it's either you teasing him or the other way around and that's how you fall asleep: content.

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

He has his days.

On a day when he's tired, to the bone maybe, he's come back from work and you want to cuddle, using the idea of cock warming to propose the intimacy you want to feel during the night that you couldn't during the day, I'm sure that he'll do it for you. If he does not fall asleep immediately, he'll caress your backside, admiring the way the flesh conforms to his grasp. He loves all of you. He will pepper kisses along your neck, down your collarbone and to your breasts, sucking your erect buds but he won't touch your centre. He likes to go slow, never stopping these moments with you or he'll take you in the morning. At times like these, he loves when you touch him, just your touch on his skin, turning heated. When you are making out, it would be your tug on his hair, like urgency for more or roaming your hands all over him or tracing his hair from his navel to the band of his underwear would be his favourite save for the best of all, when you direct how everything goes. If he does fall asleep immediately, it'll be after he kisses you. During this time, regardless of whether you were cock warming or not, he would love for you to tangle your fingers in his hair, it lulls him to sleep and even to sleep in your chest, being the small spoon, he would absolutely love it. He has trouble sleeping alone but when he's with you, it's not the case. When he stretches you out after days of not having sex, he tries to hold himself back from releasing, the wait and foreplay was enough to spiral his mind, gasping in your ear. But if you are too tired, he'll take it into consideration, seriously and hold back from lifting his hips off yours and filling you up. When he cock warms just to end the day comfortably, it will turn it into sex if the two of you contain some semblance of energy and are away from that playful and teasing mood, with hours on end before you sleep. It will be just the feeling of his cock filling you up, holding you to the bed with your legs wrapped around his waist, whispering how much he loves and that you are doing well, growling and stilling, your release triggering his, holding you when you are tired or in between rounds decorates the night. He holds your hand when you have sex, always, if your hands aren't roaming his body, feeling it. Otherwise, he'll hold you, preferably with all of your clothes off, no material between the two of you, you two speak about your day, the present and the future. It could even be a tickle session that ensues. The atmosphere will be lively, especially with his jokes and teasing and all the loves he has to offer.

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

Prince of visuals, no?

Since he has such visuals, let's imagine that he takes you on a yacht (ya-ch-ht; hard time spelling that folks 🥵 + why do people go on a yacht? I'm struggling to think of a reason?). Seokwoo's marvelling over your amazement at the beauty of the ocean, the clear blue waters and occasional shade of the fish passing by. He even jokes that he hopes ''no shark gets the two of you'' and then laughs at your expression. Please, he's trying, don't throw him overboard :/. You enjoy the heat some more before he's by your side again, the yacht is paused, it gives you ideas. As soon as he's sat by your side, you take to straddle him, therefore effectively cutting him off. The surprise is evident on his face but his hands are resting on your backside, getting comfortable there. He groans out when your lips touch his neck, nipping the flesh to give him love bites which earns those husky groans of his. They send vibrations down your spine, tingling your core with wetness. With such a beautiful scenery surrounding the two of you, it's easy to fix your eyes on two places and think about how beautiful either are. He intimately hugs you, sucking an area on your breast, removing it from your top and placing the perk bud into his mouth, the act itself is hot and you grind down on him, not holding back your moans because of the silence of the ocean, save for the splashing of waves. You ride him, letting out sweet fucking moans, whimpering in his ears for him that it's so good, you can't get enough. When you are all sweaty, you cock warm in the shade, making out. It's a very soft moment, like sealing the deal? He wants to make you happy and he'll do stuff for you to achieve it. Cock warming is bonding for the two of you, to spoon and gossip about the other rich couples that you saw or speak about your day or just lay there, in each other's arms, enjoying the moment. When it's cooler, he would be okay to cock warming in a public space such as underneath a tree on a beach. You may be a bit far from the sea but you can smell it which makes you happy. It's a very calming day when you are tucked in his arm, leaning on his chest with his cock buried deep inside of you, feeling a little chilly but you are covered by a blanket. All in all, it's private for the two of you.

Zuho I Baek Juho

Cat man 🦸‍♂️

He would love to cock warm indoors, when his cats are sleeping, safely tucked in their beds as you are in each other's arms. It'll be quiet, you can only hear what's outside, maybe the train passing by or vehicles or pure silence which is hard to come but not impossible. If something's disturbing you like traffic, heavy honking, he's not for it and he'll move you two to somewhere else like the bed or on his studio chair. If you are tired and want to cock warm while he is producing, he'll hold you close to him and ignore the cramp in his legs. When he sees you sleep, he'll go soft and admire your prettiness, not forgetting to wrap a blanket around you. When it's silent, a relaxing atmosphere in which you can fall asleep easily, it's where cock warming will occur the most. An example could be in a space by the windows in a high-rise building or if the place was in a non-busy area like the countryside. There are occasional noises, some make you perk up while other's make you laugh, all while intimately spooning with him. You tell him: it's an indescribable feeling but you will try explaining. Don't be scared, he'll love your words. Relating cock warming to something and being subtle instead of explaining outright would prompt his chest to blossom with love from you, it's the feeling you've brought out from him and to in expressing his feelings, he may cry a little and kiss you like 'Can you feel this love I feel for you? I love you'- is what he is trying to say through the kiss. It's a very wholesome moment, your confessions to each other, spoken beautifully. He would also love to cock warm bare, without any clothes so that the two of you can be purely intimate and he loves your body. If you don't or lack appreciation for your fine self, he'll initiate cock warming if you aren't already and kiss your body and squeeze the parts he can't reach like his appreciation for your butt/ breasts/ stomach or whichever one it is that you are conscious of/ don't love as much as possible. And the opposite too! If he's not feeling okay or feels conscious of himself (pressure from people telling him how artists should look?), cock warming would be a way for you two speak about it whilst loving one another at the same time.

Yoo Taeyang:

What a precious guy

May be confused about the concept at first, even awkward the first time you attempt this, it takes him a little while to get used to this scenario: laying on the bed in each other's arms after carefully navigating your limbs around, his cock in you, completely. But he warms up, he'll make sure that you are comfortable and will also love to take this concept elsewhere, like the living room when you watch tv. When he's tired, he may not be able to carry it out simply because he has no energy or he may be horny (head) but not (body), it happens~ When that happens, he wakes you up with kisses, all over your body and he'd do this, regardless of what happened the previous night, it's automatic for him. Another scenario would be when he is bored, laying around doing nothing and fumbling for something to do, he'd initiate cock warming, that little sigh when he slips into you, relief. From there, he may definitely not hold himself back, the two of you would end up having sex. If it's you and he's doing something and you want to sit on his cock, he'll set down what he is doing and let you. As you hold onto him, he'll notice your whimpers, softly decorating his ear, letting him know how much you want him. He'll tease you till you are hiding away in the crook of his neck or playfully hitting him but he'll satisfy your desires all night. It's for you. However, when he does want to cock warm, he'll snuggle into you, nestling his head over yours. Little touches, lingering over your waist will be presented to you, as well as his admiration for your body. He'll cock warm in your sex or ass. When it's in your ass, he'll take his time admiring your ass, your breasts, any place he can place a kiss on really but he's not really kissing, he's looking and telling you how much he loves you.

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

Resident cutie

He's got you in the palm of his hand especially because of that cute face, cute expressions, cute mannerisms, overall a very lovable guy. Can be awkward sometimes but it's okay because his loving personality makes up for it. Is also a shy little bean at first which makes you want to shower him with lots of love and praise. Glady accepts your kisses and hugs, gets shy when you first do them but eventually reciprocates them. To the point where it's comfort, safety and that you can be vulnerable with each other. *This is quickly turning into a boyfriend! Hwiyoung*. It's something that he suggests, the idea of cock warming. Really your jaw should drop when you hear it from your boyfriend. After a sex session, when the both of you are all sweaty and won't go for another round, he wouldn't mind if you were on your knees, keeping his cock warm with your mouth. He could be leaning back on the seat, going through his favourite sites while you sit in between his legs, ignoring the ache in your thighs. He would have you cock warming naked, bare for him and only him to see while he himself is fully clothed. That session could have potentially included bdsm, in a separate room that you have specially for it and this time, you could have been flogged, denied your release or being used, whatever your fantasies may be. It could also be the opposite way where you are the dom. In that case, it would be a command or a form of bonding where he will be punished if he moves when he is in your sex or you cuddle and speak to one another about the session, respectively. If bdsm is not included, then he would love to cock warm! To him, he gets to be with you and speak to you- whatever it may be about. For example, it could be deep, philosophical conversations or you both cuddle and sleep. Either way, he likes spending time with you especially in such a quality manner.

Chani:

*insert a gulp and a surprised face*

Remember that SF9 was discussing about mature concepts as a part of planning for their Kingdom stages and the editors used a fish filter to emphasise Chani's round eyes or rather, his innocence. ''HUh!??!'' is his brain, whirring away like an air conditioner at an office, rolling round and round when you propose this concept. He goes blank and you just sit back, waiting patiently. It has come to this moment. But his smile grows and it keeps on growing till he's unexpectedly pulling you onto his lap and connecting your lips. He knows that you should discuss it first but first, he wants to have you as close as possible when you discuss this. At first, he's peppering kisses on your face with you giggling, telling him that you want to continue and then he says, ''one moment baby'' before he swoops in for your lips. You reciprocate the passion, the moment is neither heated nor too soft, just in between and you have a make-out session for a couple of minutes. He doesn't know why, it's random but the both of you are loving it, like an initiation ceremony into a new stage of your relationship. And here were all along, navigating blind (👀🚫). It's planned with enough space for creativity. You are on the bed and you squeeze his shoulders when he presses at your entrance and fills you up. You wait to adjust to him. At first he's like, ''This it?'' and you have to laugh at that, quite true that you also though the same thing. Soon he's kissing you all over, sucking your nipple and the area around it, turning it a shade darker: he's teasing you, taking his time till he's done cock warming. He tells you that he would love to try out cock warming in your ass sometime and then it's all giggles from there. You ask, ''did you search-'', cut off by his fingers that circle your clit and press, drawing a gasp or a hitch of the breath from you. Then he starts to rock his hips and you know that cock warming is over, at least for now. He's hovering on top of you and losing control over his thrusts and spilling into you later on. A common scenario would be when he's playing games and you are sitting on his cock, maybe sleeping or doing something else, unbeknownst to his friends that he's speaking with on his headset.

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[yootaesowlwrites]

Will You... - Kim Inseong

Warnings: Angst, fluff, unrequited love, slow burn.

W/C: 2.9K

You have known Inseong for over two years now, you two had met during one of his musical rehearsals where you worked as one of the technical crew members, and you both had crew closer to each other over the years. To the point that you knew how stressed he was about joining the military, not wanting to leave his parents alone and not wanting to leave his friends, that had become like family to him, behind.

“I promise to visit them,” You say as you walk with him towards the car. “And your friends will keep in contact with you, no matter what, don’t worry about it,” You tried to reassure him, but you weren’t sure if you were doing a good job with it. “Just make sure to call your parents also,” He nods his head. He looked so different with his shorter hair, yet, he looked exactly like Inseong.

“Have you two said goodbye,” Hwiyoung asks when you reach the car. You look at Inseong, giving him a sad smile, hoping he wouldn’t pick up on it, he immediately throws his arms around you and pulls you into a tight hug.

“I’m going to miss you,” He mutters into your shoulder. “Come visit me as soon as you’re allowed,” You nod your head as you comfortingly rub your hand over his back.

“I will,” You whisper, feeling a lump building in your throat. “Take good care of yourself,” You feel him take in a big breath, and knew he was trying not to cry into your shoulder. “It’s okay… I’m going to miss you so much, too,” And then he lets out a loud sob.

“Take care of yourself,” He mutters, not wanting to break the hug, but knowing he had to. “Once I’m allowed to use my phone, I’ll send you a message to come and visit me,” You nod your head and pat his back. He slowly pulls away from the hug and looks at you before turning towards the car.

“We’ll give him a big lunch,” Zuho says. You give him a sad smile and nod your head and watch as they all climbed into the car, tears begin slipping from your eyes and down your cheek as the car pulls away, taking your friend away.

Six weeks pass and your mind remained full of Inseong, wondering how he was doing and remembering all the things you did together. It only took you two weeks to realize how much you missed him and to realize that you had been in love with him for the past couple of months. As the time got closer to visiting him, you could feel yourself growing nervous, it almost felt like you were going to visit your lover, but you knew that wasn’t the case. You hadn’t spoken to him since the day you said goodbye to him.

“Y/n,” He says as you enter the building, he wraps his arms around you to pull you into a hug. “I missed you so much,” You could feel your heart rate picking up as he held you against him. “It was so quiet and boring without you,” You chuckle against his chest as you return the hug.

“I doubt, I think you made tons of friends already,” You say. He pulls back from the hug, looking at you offended. “Don’t give me that look, you can’t deny it.”

“Okay, I have, but none of them is like you,” He says and guides you towards a table. “They’re all different,” You shake your head and sit down at the table. “How have you been?”

“Good, I’ve been good, it’s quiet without you around,” You say. Your mind spun as you fought to confess to him or keep it to yourself. Would it be right of you to tell him while he was actively attending his military duties? “You should finish quickly and return home,” He laughs and nods his head.

“I’ll try to finish quickly,” He says. “Is it that horrible without me?” You nod your head, smiling at him. “Then I should finish quickly, I can’t let you suffer any longer,” You begin laughing.

“Yes, please, spare me the suffering,” You say between laughter. You look at him as your laughter dies down, he looked good, healthy, and like he was glowing, and you missed seeing that in your apartment.

“Should I show you around?” He asks. “Introduce you to the friends I’ve made?”

“I might get jealous that they can spend time with you every day,” You jokingly say, which makes him chuckle. “But sure, if you’re allowed to show me around,” He smiles and gets up from the chair.

“Come on,” He says. You get up and begin following out of the room, where everyone else was sitting and talking to their family members or friends.

As you leave the base, you could feel a pinch in your heart, you had decided not to tell him about your feelings, not wanting to complicate things for him while he was doing his duties. And you didn’t want to leave with a possible broken heart from him rejecting you and your feelings.

Months pass, and soon he was on a vacation day and had called you and his friends to spend time with him, you had arrived early, determined to tell him about your feelings. You sit down on the couch, and he sits down on another couch, you clap your hands in front of you and take in a deep breath.

“I must confess something to you, Inseong,” You say. He positions his body in your direction, ready to listen to what you had to say. “I like you, and I like you a lot, I realized when you left that I liked you more than a friend,” You watch as his eyes widen, and he shifts in his seat.

“Y/n, I’m currently doing my military duties,” He says. Trying to find the right words. “We can’t, it’s not going to work out, so don’t like me,” You felt your heart break into a million pieces.

“I know you’re busy with your duties, but I can wait for you,” You begin to say. “I don’t mind waiting for you.”

“Don’t,” He says sharply. “Don’t wait for me, don’t have feelings for me, you can’t put your life not pause for me,” You could feel a lump forming in your throat. “And who says you will feel the same when I finish my service?”

“I will,” You whisper, trying your hardest not to break down in front of him. “I will, Inseong,” He shakes his head, his face changing the more you push.

“No, don’t wait for me,” He says. “Who says I feel the same?” You pause and slowly begin to slump back in your seat. “Exactly, you didn’t think of that, and if I did feel the same, who says I won’t feel different when I finish?” You bite the inside of your cheeks, letting his words sink in.

“Well… at least you’re aware of my feelings for you,” You whisper. He was about to say something when the door opens and his friends and group mates enters, greeting him loudly and breaking up the conversation you were having. He hadn’t realized how much he had hurt you, how many pieces your heart felt like it was shattered in. And you didn’t realize that he felt the same, but thinks it would be better if you moved on from him while he was completing his service.

You sit there in silence as everyone else talks to him, you were only paying attention here and there until you finally made a quiet exit, right into the rain. You could feel the cold water hitting your skin and tears spill from your eyes as you make your way home, replaying his words over and over in your mind. Your clothes become soaked, and soon you’re drenched in water, but you couldn’t care less about that, you just wanted a moment to yourself and for a moment… it felt like the world was crying with you.

Weeks pass by, and you had minimal contact with Inseong, he had started to use the excuse that he was busy, but you had heard from the members that he always kept in contact with them, so, you stopped trying to get in contact with him, your heart aching as you try and get over him. It took months, to mend your heart just enough, or so you thought. You thought you were over him completely, but as you were starting to go out on dates with someone, to try and completely heal your broken heart, he returned.

Inseong was on his way to see you when he stops in his steps, his eyes falls on you as you were with another person, you were laughing with them, or at something they had told you, to him, it looked like you were enjoying yourself like you had moved on, while he hadn’t once stopped thinking about you. He could hear the surrounding sound disappears, and he swears he heard his own heart break as he watches you. If only he realized that your smile wasn’t reaching your eyes and your laugh wasn’t like it was when it was with him. He turns around, not wanting to see more.

Your smile disappears as you see the familiar person turning away and disappearing into the crowd, your heart begins aching, and your laughter dies completely. And all you want to do is run after him and welcome him home. But you were quickly reminded that he had stopped trying to keep in contact with you, and seeing as you had a different commitment now, it all stopped you from running after him. Your date picks up on the change in your behaviour, but decides not to say anything about it. He knew you had a heartbreak before you both had met, and he was willing to help you mend your heart. Until it happened a third time when you were on a date and your mood shifts.

“You never told me about the person that broke your heart,” He states. “What happened?” You inhale deeply, your mood already down as you had spotted Inseong again. It was like he was everywhere suddenly, was it a coincidence or was it on purpose?

“I… he was in the military and didn’t want me to wait for him,” You whisper, your date could see how down you looked.

“And now?” He asks, probably pushing it, but he would rather know.

“Now I have you, don’t I?” You ask, trying to change the subject and putting up a fake smile. He lets out a sigh and gives you a sad smile.

“I don’t think we’re going to work out,” He says. “I would be your second choice, compared to him,” You feel a lump forming in your throat, you had thought you had completely let Inseong go. “You’re not over him, and you love him… you’ll always love him,” But here you were, experiencing another heartbreak, but this time… it didn’t affect you like Inseong’s words had.

“But… But, he didn’t feel the same way,” You whisper.

“Are you sure of that?” He asks, you nod sadly nod your head.

“He said it himself…” You say. “When I met with him to confess to him…”

“That was a lie, I wouldn’t want someone to wait for me either if I was in the military because it can get lonely,” He says. “But you obviously haven’t moved on like he had thought you would… you should go meet with him,” He takes in a deep breath. “I’m letting you go because I care about you, we can still be friends, but I don’t think I’ll ever be your first choice…” You swallow and feel tears building up in your eyes.

“I’m sorry…” You whisper, trying to keep your tears inside.

“What are you sorry for?” He asks. “You can’t help who you fall in love with, and my person will come when the time is right,” He reaches for the side of your face and slowly slides his thumb along your cheek. “Don’t ever be sorry for being in love,” You nod your head and move closer to him, his arms move around you to hold you in a comforting hug. “Go after him, and be happy.”

A few days after that, Zuho invited you to one of the meet ups, and you nervously decide to go, not knowing if Inseong wanted to see you, not after breaking much contact off with you. As you enter the apartment, you were greeted by laughter and loudness, exactly what you expected. You only wish Jaeyoon was there to make sure you were distracted, but he was now off to fulfil his military duties.

“Hi,” You say as you step into the living room. Your eyes fall on Inseong and you can feel your heart fluttering and breaking at the same time. “Am I late?” Dawon gets up and moves a spot up, making space between him and Taeyang for you. You move towards the couch and sit down, feeling the awkwardness grow between you and Inseong.

“No, you’re just in time,” Rowoon says. “We got here a few minutes ago,” You nod your head and give him a faint smile. “Almost all of us are here.”

“How have you been, it’s been a while since we saw you,” Youngbin asks. “We were starting to think you were avoiding us,” You awkwardly chuckle and shake your head.

“No, no, I was just distracted by life,” You say. “But I should have visited, I’ll make sure to make time to see you guys,” He nods his head.

“When are we meeting your boyfriend?” Inseong suddenly asks, and quietness sinks into the room, you could only hear everyone breathing.

“What are you talking about?” You ask, or more sigh out. You didn’t have the slightest idea what he was talking about.

“I saw you with him when I went to meet with you,” He says. “It looks like you’re happy, so, I’m happy for you,” You let out another sigh and move your hands to grip the couch.

“They left me because they saw I wasn’t happy,” You say. His face falls, and you miss the excitement flashing through his eyes. “I saw you… three times and he picked it up, he picked up that I wasn’t really happy,” You lick your lips as the words go through your mind again. “And we weren’t dating, either, we were just going on dates to see if it would work out,” Inseong slowly nods his head.

“You… saw me three times?” He asks slowly. You nod your head. “I thought I was good at hiding…” You swallow and shake your head.

“You’re a horrible hider,” You mutter. “Besides, you stand out,” Everyone quietly got up from their places and slowly begins filling out the room to give you both some privacy.

“I’m sorry…” He whispers. “If I ruined it for you,” You bite the inside of your cheeks and take a moment.

“Don’t…” You whisper. “Do you think I would have ever been happy with someone else when I have such deep-rooted feelings for you?” You stand from the couch. “But I understand that you don’t have any feelings for me, so I will accept that.” Inseong quickly stands and grabs onto your hand as you begin to turn away.

“And what makes you think that I don’t feel the same?” He asks quickly. You slowly turn back to him.

“Because you said so over a year ago,” You whisper. “When I confessed my feelings to you,” He swallows as he blinks rapidly, the day and what he had said to you rushing through his mind, when he had looked for you to say his goodbye, you were already gone, and he couldn’t even give you a proper goodbye that day, and he hoped that ignoring you would help him, and you, but it seemed like it hadn’t helped one bit.

“I feel the same way,” He whispers. “I only said that because I didn’t want you to wait another year for me,” You watch as his eyes become glossed over. “I didn’t want you to put your life on pause with me, and wait.”

“And I told you that I don’t mind waiting,” You say. “Because you were worth it for me, Inseong,” He swallows as a lump forms in his throat. The word ‘were’ hit him hard.

“And now… Am I still worth it?” He asks carefully.

“I would still stupidly wait for you to return…” You whisper.

“I’m sorry…” He says, a stray tear slipping down his cheek, and you couldn’t help but feel tears build up in your eyes. “For saying that, for making you wait, for being a jerk,” He reaches for your cheek with his other hand. “For being an absolute idiot over a year ago,” His thumb slowly slides over your cheek. “I hope you can forgive me, for my stupidity, and for not doing this earlier,” You were about to ask him what he meant, but he pulls you into him and his lips touch yours, your eyes open wide before they slowly shut, and you return the kiss, his hand slides from your cheek to the back of your head and holds you in place, for your first kiss together, and many more to come in the future.

#inseong imagine #inseong imagines #inseong oneshot #inseong one shot #inseong oneshots #inseong one shots #inseong scenario #inseong scenarios #kim inseong imagine #kim inseong scenario #kim inseong scenarios #kim inseong imagines #sf9 imagines #sf9 imagine #sf9 scenario #sf9 scenarios #sf9 oneshot #sf9 one shots #sf9 one shot #sf9 oneshots

[onef1lm]

binseong as students!

it’s been super long since i wrote smth .. and i miss sepgu alot more since binseong enlisted :’) i hope they’re doing well, and i decided to write this to cheer fantasies up! enjoyy~ 🫶

youngbin

— .. class president ,, OR OR a student leader of some sort, atleast has a position in the student council/board !!

— everyone goes to youngbin for help and though it gets a little overwhelming sometimes, he tries to help them as much as he can

— he’s a good leader and all, but his acads isn’t the best DJSJDK (i think he said so himself that he doesn’t excel really well in school) but he compensates for that with hardwork ofc, and still does averagely well :) i feel like he’s stronger in languages/humanities

— juniors have crushes on him bc he always helps out during orientations, and he’s just really sweet and helpful ╰(*´︶`*)╯

— hates doing logistics. especially when events come up, the council has to work out costs and youngbin will immediately step out. he doesn’t trust himself with calculations he tried calculating some of the costs before and he was way off when someone came to check

inseong

— big brain. need i say more? people think he’s naturally smart and all but it took him alot of diligence and self-discipline to get to where he is. in return, he does his best to help students with acads whenever he’s free!

— set up a mini community within the school for students to come interact with other and help out with acads. smth like a huge study group, just that juniors and seniors are all mixed up.

— super friendly !! alot of people think he’s snobby because he’s 1st in acads but he’s really willing to help. inseong is really easy to talk to, many students like coming to him just to talk :)

— has taught classes before. sometimes the teachers in his class don’t show up, and the relief teacher either is running late/doesn’t teach the subject. inseong then just goes up and takes charge. it’s become a daily thing for his classmates to pray their teachers aren’t present. his lessons are easy to follow, short yet concise.

— besides his role as a really smart dude, he pranks the shit out of people.

#sf9 scenarios #sf9 imagines #kim youngbin #kim inseong #sf9 youngbin #sf9 inseong #youngbin imagines #youngbin scenarios #inseong imagines #inseong scenarios #sf9 hcs #sf9 headcanons #youngbin headcanons #inseong headcanons

[cheetochani]

Wait [Inseong]

in which he’s left you to go back home, and now you miss him

word count: 1,045

It was hard keeping up with Inseong.

You wish that hadn’t been the case, but unfortunately it was. You two had met in London back when he had gone to study there, and you had quickly began a relationship. He was, without a doubt, the most amazing man you had ever met in your life. He had respected your space when you wanted it, he made you laugh, he helped you study, he boosted your self esteem, and he had made you fall completely in love with him all at once.

So when he left back for Korea, things were hard on you.

Now not only was there an 8 hour time difference separating you two, but there was his schedules as well. Inseong didn’t tell you until he was about to debut that he was training to become an idol, and when he did you had been nothing but supportive. Of course you would be, you always had a feeling that he was destined to do great things.

He told you over a Skype call. The second you picked up, you were greeted by one of the broadest smiles he had ever given you.

“Y/N, you’re not going to believe this,” you held back a yawn and smiled back at him, the excitement already flooding your emotions. “I’m debuting next week, I’m going to become an idol!” You felt confused for a moment but seeing how happy he was, you couldn’t bring it in yourself to question him. He had told you the basics of K-Pop during his time in London with you, you had even began slightly following BTS, but he had never told you he was training.

“Like BTS?” You asked him. He laughed at you and nodded his head, running his fingers through his hair and laying his head on his hand, smiling at you through the pixelated screen.

“Just like BTS,”

“Make sure you come to Europe on your tours, though, I need to see you again,” you pouted and wagged your finger at him. “I miss your bad drawings of me.”

“I left you a book full of them!” Inseong exclaimed. “A whole book! And I wrote you poems, too!”

“I’ve reread them all so many times though,” Inseong rolled his eyes at you as you rolled over in your bed so you were looking at him upside down. “Your poems are so beautiful, they gave me a heart attack.”

“You’re so lucky to have me as your boyfriend,” he sighed and pulled out another sketchbook from his drawer, grumbling to himself when he saw that he didn’t have any pencils. He scrunched his nose at you and muted his microphone, yelling something as loudly as he could. Your hand shot up to your mouth as you held back your giggles. One of his members, you assumed, entered the room and waved at you to which you waved back. He said something that you couldn’t hear and Inseong quickly shoved him out, unmuting his microphone the second the door shut.

“What did he say?” You asked and rolled back over.

“That you’re too pretty for me,” he looked down at his hands and smiled awkwardly. “He has a point.” You felt your heart melt at that moment and touched your hand to the screen, feeling hollow at the fact that it would be forever and a half until you saw each other face to face again.

That had been one of the last times you two had had a Skype call over three hours long. Nowadays, you were lucky if you even got half an hour with him.

FNC had him busy nonstop, and when he wasn’t busy he was either sleeping or you were doing something. The world just seemed against you no matter what. He made sure to send you pictures and voice recordings of himself whenever possible. At 2AM your time telling you he hoped you had a lovely day, at 4AM his own time telling you goodnight, in the middle of class telling you to eat well and to wait for him.

You had managed to keep up with SF9 after all this time, watching all of their stages just in hopes to hear his voice once more or see his face again to remind you of how much this meant to him. Those three minutes had always made you more happy than you had cared to admit.

The hollowness in your chest you had felt that last Skype call with him had began to dig deeper and deeper into your heart, it felt as if you were missing a limb. You missed him. You missed his smile, you missed the way he smelt, you missed his arms around your waist, you missed his neck kisses, you missed the way he would sing you to sleep, you missed your late night Korean lessons with him, you missed it all.

Why did he have to leave you like that? All alone, knowing how you were and how you got after too long of a time spent away from him. You wanted him back, despite the bitter taste that filled your mouth at the concept of being so selfish.

You watched as couples seemed to surround your every which way, holding hands and hugging and sharing kisses with one another. The dull aching in your heart simply resumed.

Your mind raced with thoughts of Inseong, of him pestering you to call him James instead (“Y/N, why not? It’s my English name, come on, at least say it once.” “Nope,” “Why not?” “James is ugly, Inseong is perfect,” “Sometimes I want to fight you, I really do,”), of him holding your hand in his as tight as possible and swiping his thumb over your knuckles whenever you got nervous, of him leaving sticky notes everywhere reminding you of how much he cared.

But now he was thousands of miles away, surrounded by other girls and other experiences and a life he could never live if he had came back to you.

You smiled, despite your chest feeling as if it was about to cave in.

You watched the couples around you kiss and hug each other and smile. Your phone vibrated in your pocket.

inseongie

11:32 PM

you better be asleep!! if you aren’t though… facetime? my schedule is free for at least an hour

Your fingers began to shake as you reread the text three more times and felt tears come to your eyes.

you

11:32 PM

i’m coming now

please wait for me

inseongie

11:32 PM

i always will

#sf9 #inseong #kim inseong #inseong imagine #inseong scenarios #sf9 scenario #sf9 scenarios #sf9 inseong #kim inseong imagine #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #IM SORRY FOR THE DELAY #IVE BEEN IN A PICKLE RECENTLY

[warmau]

☆ko-fi au: rich kid!au inseong other rich kid aus: hongseok | hyungwon | haechan

you should have known something was wrong when your date didn't send you the address for the restaurant you two were going to meet at for the first time

instead opting for an expensive and suspicious-looking black car that makes itself a nuisance in front of your apartment building

you stare at it from the door and beside you is your neighbor, a busybody office worker named dawon, who holds his mail in one hand and twists his mouth up into a frown

"i wouldn't get in that car if i were you."

"it looks like it's a bmw"

"this date of yours is starting to look like a psychopath."

you roll your eyes, but the sentiment isn't lost on you

who has the money to rent this kind of car? all for a dinner date?

you look at your phone where there's a text from your date, kim inseong, who you met through one of those online dating apps you had sworn you'd never use

but with the years passing by and your friends all gushing about the fountain of love and relationship

you had caved

actually, you had caved after a particularly teary-eyed solo re-watch of breakfast at tiffany's

not that you really cared about the plot or anything - just that the fantasy of being loved and taken care of for the rest of your life - well

whatever, the point was you had made a profile and you had matched with inseong

you were initially worried about him being a catfish - the one unnormal thing on his profile was the fact that he was gorgeous

but a video chat had melted those doubts away

still, this car and this secret reservation was starting to raise red flags

"im taking down the license plate number"

dawon says and you re-read the text from inseong again

'are you sure you can't just tell me the address of this place? i can take the train'

'don't worry, the car will get you there faster and the hostess knows the driver so you won't have any issues with the reservation'

you slip your phone into your pocket, suddenly aware that all you're bringing is it and your keys

dawon is furiously taking photos of the car now and you tell him it'll be ok

he asks before you go out to the car, "what's this guys name?"

"kim - kim inseong."

dawon's eyes go wide and he gapes, you tell him to stop fooling around as you wave goodbye

just as the door shuts, you don't hear dawon go

"that kim inseong?"

the driver is quiet but polite and you try to overcompensate with your manners and not pester him about where you're going

the inside of the car smells of new leather and there isn't a speck of dirt or evidence of anyone else being in here but you

the city's winding streets and lights both distract and worry you and you nervously tap on the dating app to see inseong's profile again

a mirror selfie is the first picture, he's smiling and looks like he might be in a fancy hotel bathroom somewhere

the next picture is him and a couple of what you assume are work buddies

the next is him at a bookshop, wearing pretty framed glasses that compliment the shape of his face

his interests are artsy and he says he works in photography

he's a cancer and he likes ballads and doing puzzles

his profile is pretty generic, you don't want to be vain but you'd matched with him because he was totally hot, but also after talking you'd come to realize there was more

he was definitely witty, charming, and didn't ever send you the kind of messages you had heard horror stories about

(three am hookups or requests for pictures of your feet)

you close the app, just as the driver parks the car and you expect to get out at some small, but cute italian place

or at most somewhere more new and stylish that might have been mentioned in a magazine

you do not think you're going to stop in front of one of seoul's most high-end restaurants

the kind of place that looks like it should be a palace - high rise ceilings and huge fountains and a line of hopeful socialities waiting around the corner praying someone miss their reservation

the driver comes around to your side, opening the door and suddenly you look down and think

im not dressed for this place, hell im not a person made for this place

you step out and he motions for you to pass the line, up the stairs and into the huge doors

as soon as the hostess sees him she shoves forward a lanky looking valet boy and sends you a big, red-lipsticked smile

"ah, you're mr. kim's date. come with me - he's in our private dining room."

you feel like a newborn animal walking on shakey legs as you follow her, you walk past the first level of dinners who are seated at elegant looking tables in low light

there's a hum of talking and the sound of someone pouring wine

you look for inseong, but don't see him anywhere

the hostess leads you to an elevator at the back - and when it arrives she motions for you to go inside and tells the person inside that you'll be going to floor nine

turns out the entirety of floor nine is one big dining room, adorned in gold and red and at the table right before one of the huge windows is inseong

you can't think of a word to say - not even when his eyes light up to match the chandeliers and he stands up from his seat to greet you

"inseong"

you squeak and he says your name prettily like it's the name of a flower

"inseong - " you repeat and look at him with eyes like saucers "is this some kind of practical joke?"

the look of happiness on his face dims

"w-what?"

"where are we, this place of town is for millionaires - stars, i can't afford to eat here! i probably can't even afford to breathe the air here! if this is your idea of a fun prank date then im going to-"

you throw your hands up, fussing so much so that the waiter who had wanted to come over stops in their tracks

inseong looks at you and for a moment there's hurt in his expression but then something else dawns on him

"you didn't know?"

you shake your head - "how would i have known that this is some elaborate joke! i knew those dating apps would end up embarrassing me-"

"no, i mean you don't know who i am?"

your hands swing down to your sides and you look at him almost stupidly

"well, you're kim inseong."

"yes."

he motions to the photographs that line the red-painted wall, all framed and featuring famous models and public figures

they look vaguely familiar, as if you seen them multiple times on the covers of magazines or newspapers

"im kim inseong, the photographer of seoul"

a blankness coats the room and then, like a rubber band, it snaps into place

the magazine covers, the job title 'photographer' on his profile, and now the inseong standing in front of you in head to toe gucci

you step back like you've just been approached by a dangerous-looking beast

hands flying up to your mouth

"oh my god - you're famous and-"

he grins, "and rich."

somehow you sit down, probably because the news hits you like a truck and you can't stand any longer

it's enough time for inseong to wave the waiter over safely and order wine for the two of you as well as an appetizer in french that glosses over your head

he looks at you and folds his hands under his chin

"i thought you knew."

"why is a millionaire like you on a dating app for plebeians"

he shakes his head, "you're not a plebeian"

"im pretty sure my yearly salary is the same amount as one of your cameras."

he looks down at his wine and swallows, suddenly the air of glowing confidence and ease shrinks

"you're right. it's silly of me to say i wasn't trying to act a little bit below my status by joining the app."

you straighten in your seat

"i - i didn't mean it like that, i mean rich people still want love im sure - i mean you're a normal person."

"normal?" he flicks his gaze to you "no one has ever called me that."

great, here i am putting my foot in my mouth in front of one of seoul's most eligible bachelors

"i mean - i just. ok i mean you're not 'normal' in your field of work but you want to feel a connection right. that's why you joined the app - just like me. you just want someone in your life."

you don't notice the little smile that tugs at the corner of inseong's long lips

your appetizer arrives and you are offput by the amount of truffle on it

inseong tells you to look at the menu and order anything you like and as much of it as you want to

one look at the price and you tell him you'll pass, you'll get mcdonalds on your way home

"please don't worry, it'll go on my bill"

he insists and you cross your arms

"this is our first date, we go dutch. i can't have you treating me if im not even your partner yet"

inseong bites his tongue not to laugh at the simple way you look at everything

"fine, well then." he closes the menu and snaps his fingers, within a moment a man arrives at his side - you assume it's his assistant "let's got to mcdonalds together."

you think he's being funny, but he's not

you find yourself in the second expensive car of the day. this time it's a slicked silver lamborghini that inseong drives with an almost alarming carelessness.

he seems to have forgotten how to order at a drive-through and so you have to lean over his lap to speak for the both of you

as you put in the order, inseong flushes and tries not to look at the areas of your shirt that have slide up as you hang out of the window

when you sit back you grin at him

"i hope you like chicken nuggets"

inseong does, so much so that he eats his and puppy dog begs you for one of yours

you both sit in his car and you try not to spill anything, but inseong says not to worry about being careful. he has another car (or five) that he can use if you stain the seat with your sprite

but aside from that you ask inseong more about his life

you had briefly chatted before you met, but now there was a treasure trove of new information about him to unlock

the weird thing is that you just genuinely want to know

inseong picks up on it, you have no ulterior motive. you haven't had one since you found out who he really was.

you nibble on a fry as you ask, "so are you traveling these days for work?"

"usually. when we video chatted i was in denmark."

you stick your tongue out

"denmark! what a show off, my last vacation was a two hour train ride outside of seoul."

"well - where do you want to go?"

you gather your garbage and his neatly, inseong finds the normal gesture pangs something in his heart

"hmmm i think i would want to go someone really warm. like brazil or chile."

"are you free this weekend?"

you blink and turn to look at him

"are you asking me on a second date?"

he puts a hand on the wheel and nods

"yes."

"well - i am free actually.......but if we go on a date let's not do anymore uptight restaurants."

he promises he won't and instead he says he'll pick somewhere comfortable and fun

you try not to get bashful when he says your photos do you no justice - you should let him take your portrait next time too

and although he drives you home in his car, you are aware of the black car you arrived in following close behind

when he stops in front of your apartment you turn and mumble that you had a good time, after the heart attack-inducing revelation of his identity

inseong laughs and you straighten your shoulders slightly

he notices the way you position yourself slightly and he turns to you too. suddenly the look in his bright eyes dulls just a bit as he lingers from looking into your eyes to your lips

you decide to be brave - closing your eyes as an invitation

inseong's smile is soft against your lips when he leans in

nothing more than that happens and you blurt out that you'll look forward to the next date, inseong watches you scurry inside your apartment before letting out the breath of nervousness he's been holding

never thinking you would give him butterflies he hasn't felt since he was in high school

when you get home - dawon is knocking on your apartment in five minutes

and you two spend an hour going through inseong's photos again as dawon points out that "how could you not know he's rich, he's wearing a 100k watch in this bathroom selfie!"

you tell him you're just dumb, or maybe just charmed by who inseong is rather than his money

dawon doesn't believe it but he asks when your second date is and you say this weekend

"where is he taking you?"

you giggle, "he said somewhere comfortable and nice! maybe we'll go to a market or something."

the weekend comes and. inseong has bought you two private jet tickets to brazil.

such is the world of dating a rich kid.

#rich kid au #sf9 scenarios #sf9 au #inseong scenarios #inseong au #sf9 imagines #inseong imagines #kim inseong #sf9 #inseong x reader #sfw #ko fi commissions

[chicken-fifi]

KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏

#sf9 imagines #sf9 scenarios #sf9 inseong #sf9 kim inseong #inseong #kim inseong #inseong imagines #inseong scenarios #kim inseong imagines #kim inseong scenarios

[babysubinnie]

one step forward, two steps back. // yoo taeyang

👼 pairing:: yoo taeyang x reader 👼 genre:: emotional 👼 summary:: after all these years of loving yoo taeyang, it always ended the same. you would walk away from him, and he would watch you walk away. you would think it would be different this time, but little did you know, history repeats.

a/n: i just started uni so i’m gonna be very behind i’m sorry :// ——————————————————————————

“my only regret was not chasing after you when you turned around and left.” when i looked up at taeyang, i stopped breathing. after three months, he came back and now he’s standing at my goddamn doorstep with tears coming down his face. 

that, of course, was five months ago. i hated taeyang for not coming back after that talk. i told him that i was not going to come back to him. it didn’t hit me five months later when i was sitting on my bed missing everything about him. i couldn’t even tell him that i loved him because i was terrified of what would have happened if i did. 

and now here i am. standing in front of his doorstep about to say the exact same line. was i going to hate myself for doing this? abso-fucking-lutely. 

“hi! who are you?” the door swung open and it was not yoo taeyang. she was wearing a nice dress, high heels and a full face of makeup. she was twirling her hair in her finger while smiling 

“hey babe who is it?” then i heard his voice. i looked down immediately at my feet and my whole body just stopped working. he put his arm around her waist before looking up and making eye contact with me. he took his arm off from around her waist. the way he looked at me when we first made eye contact, made my heart skip. 

“hi. it’s nice to see you.” he said in the most dry, unenthusiastic way. i scoffed before closing my eyes to take a deep breath in because right now, at this point, i wanted to run. of course i regretted it. the girl standing next to taeyang turned around rolling her eyes and walked away. he looked up at my eyes before walking through the door closing it behind him.

“what are you doing here?” he was looking down when he walked through the door. i bit my lip taking a deep breath because i know that i was fucked. i didn’t want to tell him that he’s the love of my life when he’s dating another girl. that doesn’t help me at all. 

“i’m uh, i uh wanted to visit you because i had something to tell you but you’re busy so i’m going to head out.” i turned around before my wrist was pulled back around after my foot touched the last step. i looked at our hands and then looked up at him. 

“don’t leave.” from looking at our hands, i looked up at him taking a deep breath because i couldn’t believe what was happening. this man was standing in front of me begging me with his eyes not to go. i didn’t want to, but right now, that might be my only choice. our story always ended the same, never once even tried to change it. but this time it had to be different. i wasn’t going to let it happen again, but my legs had other plans.

“i let you walk away from me last time. i’m not letting you walk away again. i’m sorry for not chasing after you. i’m so fucking sorry y/n.” when i heard what he said, my stomach did a flip while i looked up at him. i was so in love him but all i could do was look at him. 

“well you have a girlfriend now. i’m just a part of your past and that’s what i’m going to stay so i’ll see you later.” i pulled my arm out of his wrist and tried to walk away but before i could, his arms went around my waist and his breath was fanning my neck. as i looked down the street trying to avoid turning around to look at him, tears filled my eyes as quickly as this happened.

“i-”

“don’t. i’m so done.” i turned around and walked off, as far away from taeyang as possible leaving him in front of his house. i turned to look back at him and he was still looking at me. his eyes never left me once, but he didn’t move an inch.

every single time, our story ends the same. i walk away, and he never follows. after all this time, nothing is going to change. end of story.

but this time, i was right. it was different. he ran after me pulling me into his arms putting both hands on my cheeks. we stood there staring at each other like nothing else in the entire world was here except for the two us.

“y/n, it’s always been you. four years ago and now, it’s you. always will be.” he looked down at my lips then up to my eyes. he pressed his lips onto mine before i pushed him off to look at him. 

“taeyang... i don’t know if this is a good idea. our story never ends differently. it always has the same goddamn ending. i walk away and you don’t follow me. it never changes. we’re never going to have a happy ending tae.” i shook my head looking up at him only to see that he was looking at me just the same. i knew that regardless of me telling him this, in the end, i will always walk away. 

“i love you. i love you so damn much, but if you love me as much as i love you, you will drop this and this time, it’s going to be you walking away.” 

it was going to hurt, but this was the only way i could stop the heartbreak.

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